lettuce sandwich of memories
I seriously suck at updating lately. :|
Day 3,4 & 5 of the 8-days happiness meme!:
Friday: From the Non-No Aiba/Jun Talk on Christmas and love, translated by saladesu here:
Matsumoto: I'd a be a happy man if I could have a taste of Christmas with Aiba-kun yo! (laughs)
Saturday: I was able to do my work for Profboss from home this weekend and so instead of rushing to the bus at 7:30AM, I was able to sleep in until 8:00PM and enjoy a nice, hot cup of tea and some pannetone with marmalade for breakfast and watch the falling snow out the window.
Sunday: Today I got everything that I needed to accomplish done!
Lastly, happy belated birthday to lihsa and reposoir, and happy birthday this week to omnipresentdmat and longleggedgit - and to my darling wifey, klena, if by some chance I'm not around until the 19th - next two weeks are going to be nuts. ♥
For omnipresentdmat ♥:
Under My Skin
Sho/Jun | Arashi RPS | NC-17 | ~575 words
"Wait," Sho blurts, panicking suddenly until Jun withdraws his fingers, cold and slippery.
"We don't have to." Jun moves back a little he's out of Sho's personal space, kneeling between Sho's legs. "Are you all right?
"I think," Sho rubs at his face with hand, feeling overheated and awkward and nervous. "I think, would it be okay if I - you know-"
He watches Jun's face for his reaction. There's only an instant of hesitation, then something like a shiver passes over Jun's face as Sho reaches out to brush his thumb lightly over the crest of Jun's hipbone.
"You think you can handle that?" Jun teases, straddling Sho's waist and shifting, rubbing his cock alongside Sho's. He bites down lazily on the thick muscle of Sho's shoulder when Sho moans.
It's a bit better this way, hovering above Jun, being able to watch the flickers of heat and vulnerability in Jun's face as Sho carefully works his fingers into him. Sho can feel his own fingers shaking and he grips Jun's hand tightly with his other. He can't remember ever being so fucking scared in his entire life.
"Relax," Jun breathes as Sho slides into him, and Sho almost laughs of the irony of Jun being the one to say it to him - but oh, god, Jun is hot and tight all around him, his legs wrapping around Sho's waist and pulling him closer. Sho feels almost dizzy, and he pulls back a little, carefully, drawing a low whine from Jun's throat.
"Just fuck me already," Jun groans, nails clawing down Sho's arms, body twisting under Sho's, "Come on."
Sho can feel sweat beading on his forehead and all of their movements feel sticky, tackity and he moves forward again, unconsciously picking up a faster rhythm. "Jun," he gasps out, words blurring together a little, "Jun, god, Jun, Jun."
"Noisy," Jun mutters, an edge of laughter in his voice. He looks beautiful like this, Sho realizes, flushed and arched beneath Sho, biting his lip and eyes closed, one hand working his own cock desperately, It doesn't really feel that awkward anymore, just with the heat slowly overtaking everything else.
He leans forward, kissing Jun, sucking on his full lower lip until Jun makes a noise that sounds halfway between a sigh and a sob and comes hard. Sho can feel himself on the edge too, just tilting on the precipice and he thrusts into Jun a few more times, riding out the wave of his own orgasm.
"Pull out, will you?" Jun snaps, after a minute, because Sho is still slumped half over him, feeling heavy-limbed and lightheaded. "My legs are going to cramp up."
Sho obliges, kneeling on the bed while Jun carefully rolls the used condom off of him and tosses it in the trash, using the soft towel off his bedside table to clean them both off. "That was nice," he tells Jun, when his mind finally catches up with him.
Jun expression is caught between laughter and exasperation. "Next time, I'm getting you drunk first." He tugs Sho under the sheets with him, pillowing his head on the solid warmth of Sho's chest. "You think too much."
Next time, Sho's mind repeats fuzzily, and then he realizes that yes, he is thinking about it, so he just drapes his arm around Jun and nuzzles his face into the curve of Jun's neck, listening to Jun's soft breathing until he falls asleep.