AoixUruha
Title: Restrain me, not?
Rating: R.
Beta : telleo
Warnings: Slight Bdsm, Smut.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.
Summary: Aoi had planned a very special thing for Uruha’s birthday..
Pairing: AoixUruha
Comments: It was to be completed before Uruha’s birthday, but my muses kept running away. And, wow, 2962 words, my longest smut ever @_@
“Happy birthday, babe.”
A soft whisper followed by a kiss on the side of his neck caused his face to flush even more. Arms around his waist pulled him back, closer to Aoi’s chest. A slight ripple appeared in the water of the bath tub they were both soaking in. The light was dimmed and was only illuminated by a few candles placed around bath tub. There was an ice bucket with a bottle of champagne that was nearly empty with two empty bowls meant for strawberries and melted chocolate was just within their reach.
Steam rose from the water around them, fogging up the mirror above the sink. Their bodies were flushed from the heat and arousal stirred by each other, but neither bothered to take care of their growing problem. Both were content to just cuddle in the tub, planting feathery-like kisses and teasing each other lightly.
Uruha sighed in bliss and rested his head on Aoi’s shoulder as Aoi captured his lips in another kiss. As Aoi pulled back, he could see that Uruha’s eyes were glazed over and knew that he had to start his plan…
He nibbled on Uruha’s jaw and the blonde responded by slipping his eyes shut and tilting his head back for more. Aoi moved to lick his earlobe before moving down to his neck, kissing, sucking, nibbling and biting on the flesh presented to him. Uruha moaned when he felt Aoi grip his wrist and hold it tightly behind his back, restricting his hand movements. The submissive guitarist felt his face burn even more as his arousal increased.
Pulling back again, Aoi rested his forehead against Uruha’s, hot breaths mingling as they came out in short pants.
“Drain the tub and put on the kimono for me, will you? I’ll be waiting for you inside the room.”
Uruha raised an eyebrow but agreed to Aoi’s orders and the black-haired man pecked him on the cheek before getting up. Clad in a bathrobe, Aoi picked up the bowls and exited the bathroom as Uruha’s mind went into turmoil. Everything that Aoi had done for this special day was awfully sweet and wonder. He knew what Aoi wanted -sex, with love- he wants that too, he’s been teased enough for the day. However, he had a fetish which Aoi didn’t know. Uruha felt that Aoi would be ashamed of him if he knew. Even he himself was ashamed of his fetish. He likes to be tied up, being made immobile, being reduced to a vulnerable state. Ropes, handcuffs, silk, cloths, anything that can be used to tie him up; it excites and arouses him to no end. Though, the movement earlier made him wonder what Aoi is actually planning since his lover has never hinted that he ever liked bondage.
Pouting slightly, Uruha got up and drained the tub, wiping himself dry before putting on his kimono. His obi tied to the front loosely; Aoi goes crazy when he sees him like this. He blew out the candles before opening the door to the bedroom. Stepping inside, he patiently waited for Aoi who was rummaging through the wardrobe.
Abruptly stopping in his movements, Aoi smiled in triumph before he stood up from his kneeling position and turned to face Uruha, hiding the item behind his back. He heard Uruha come into the room. His eyes turned a darker shade as he took in Uruha’s form; Kimono draped carelessly around his body with only an obi tied loosely to the front to hold it together, face slightly flushed, eyes fixed on the carpeted floor in shyness, plushy lips that were still swollen by the activities in the bathroom earlier on, water dripping from his damp hair onto his neck, trickling down the pale column of flesh that Aoi couldn’t wait to suckle on. Uruha is the sex, nobody can deny that, not even Aoi as little Aoi grew even harder.
He whispered Uruha’s name, causing Uruha to shift his gaze to Aoi.
“On the bed.” Commanded Aoi with a growl. A shiver ran down Uruha’s spine as his eyes fluttered closed for a second before complying and he climbed onto the bed. He sat obediently on the bed, his legs spread beneath him in an ‘M’ shape, one arm settled on the bed supporting his weight, causing one side of his kimono slide down his shoulder. The ends of the piece of fabric settled on the bed around him, his cock poking through the material, showing Aoi how hard he was for him.
Their gaze connected, eyes portraying their love and lust for each other. As Aoi walked towards the bed, Uruha felt like he was a prey to the predator with Aoi’s heated gaze on him and he failed to notice the objects in Aoi’s hand. They held their eye contact even when Aoi dropped the items he took onto the bed as he climbed on.
Aoi brought his hands up to Uruha’s cheek, using his thumb to stroke the skin. Eye contact was broken when their lips met each other in a passionate kiss. Uruha felt Aoi’s tongue prodding his lips and allowed him entrance. Tongues dueled, hands caressing, muffled moans escaping each other lips; Uruha felt the temperature rise by the second.
Aoi pushed him down onto the bed, their lips parting as they took in much needed air before meeting each other again. Breaking their kiss, Aoi moved down to nip at Uruha’s neck, one hand touching Uruha , while the other moved around the bed, searching for the items. Uruha got lost in the pleasure Aoi was giving him, pushing his hips against Aoi’s, grinding himself against the other guitarist. Their aching members brushed each other through the cloths separating them, causing Uruha to cry out and arch his body as Aoi faltered slightly in his movements and a strangled moan was ripped from his throat.
Uruha felt slightly light headed as Aoi claimed his lips yet again and denied him of oxygen. He snapped his eyes open when he felt something cold coil around his right wrist with a click. Aoi smirked at him and quickly cuffed his wrist to the bed post. Uruha looked up to his right and saw his hand connected by a metal piece to the post and snapped his head to the left when he heard another click. His mouth opened in a silence gasp, his eyes opened wide in shock.
Uruha quickly looked back at Aoi with a questioning gaze and a hint of excitement in his eyes.
“Aoi, what-?!”
A deep chuckle resonated around the room. Uruha shivered slightly from Aoi’s sensual voice. Aoi smirked slightly and leaned forward towards Uruha, his lips just millimeters away from Uruha’s ear.
“Do you seriously think that I wouldn’t notice your fetish from the stash of DVDs you tried to hide?”
Upon hearing this, Uruha felt his face burn with shame and bit his lower lip before turning his face away from Aoi. The rhythmic guitarist noticed the movement and chuckled, thinking that Uruha was just shy. He proceeded to attack the skin behind Uruha’s ear, one of his hands sliding down Uruha’s chest to pull the obi loose. He pulled away from Uruha and pushed the kimono open, allowing the cloth to dangle off Uruha’s shoulder. Aoi sat back and admired his lover’s beautiful body, reveling in the sight. His hand hovered above his blonde lover’s neck before moving down slowly, his hand ghosting over Uruha’s sensitive skin.
Uruha squeezed his eyes shut, his body tensing. Aoi halted his movement, withdrawing his hand as though scalded and looked at the love of his life in confusion. He noticed that Uruha was trembling slightly; tears peeking out from the corner of his eyes. Aoi gasped slightly and held Uruha’s face in his hands. He rubbed the skin soothingly and urged Uruha to look at him.
“Babe, baby. I’m sorry, Is it something I did? Did I take it the wrong way? Are ok with this arrangement? Honey, look at me, please. Tell me where I went wrong. If you don’t like this I’ll stop it immediately.”
A small hiccup escaped the blonde’s mouth as he looked up tearfully at Aoi.
“No, you are perfect; whatever you did tonight was wonderful, nothing could have been better. The problem is me; you must feel so disgusted with me now… I’m so disgusting for liking this aren’t I?”
Aoi blinked for a few seconds before laughing into Uruha’s neck, kissing the pouty lips firmly.
“You don’t know how much it arouses me. If I’d known earlier, we would have so many toys by now, which I really wouldn’t mind using frequently. Seeing you so vulnerable, so fuckable beneath me, it excites me more than anything, darling.”
“Oh…”
Uruha’s face has turned a tomato-red shade by now, and Aoi can’t help but laugh some more at the cuteness of his very own blonde. Uruha made a slight whining noise while frowning at Aoi who couldn’t resist pinching the red cheeks, making Uruha pout even more.
Planting a kiss on the blonde’s lips once more, the brunette asked for permission to continue and grinned wildly with a nod of approval from Uruha. The main guitarist’s eyes followed Aoi’s movements and widened his eyes in amazement when Aoi brought up more toys.
“Like what you see?” asked Aoi, grinning like a Cheshire cat. He pushed Uruha’s thighs further apart and tied his boyfriend’s calf to the thigh on both of the legs and pushed down on them, causing Uruha to spread his legs wide apart. He then kissed his way down from Uruha’s chest to the hips, teasing the skin before moving further down but avoided touching where Uruha wanted. The blonde whined in protest and tried to jerk his hips towards Aoi, who avoided the action. Aoi simply pressed down on Uruha’s thighs and left bite marks on the gorgeous flesh.
Uruha was making frustrated noises as he was denied of the pleasure he so very much wanted. Uruha repeated Aoi’s name over and over again, begging him to ‘suck me, please!’
Finally deciding to be merciful to his sexy angel, Aoi fondled with one of Uruha’s balls and sucked the other into his mouth, his tongue and teeth coming into play. Uruha arched his back towards the ceiling; almost a 90 degrees bend as Aoi complied to his wish. Uruha tightened his fist and fought against the bonds, bruising his wrists as he moaned and groaned loudly.
Below, Aoi licked the hard member as though licking an ice cream. He sucked on one of the prominent veins, causing Uruha to cry out and tug at his restraints yet again, his toes curling and uncurling from the pleasure. Aoi licked up to the head of the member, licking away the pre cum gathered and encased it with his mouth. He sucked lightly on the head, tongue playing with the slit, causing the Uruha’s right thigh to jerk lightly.
Aoi’s ear caught the heavy pants and his name coming from Uruha; his own member throbbed for his lover. Peering up at Uruha, He saw the blonde’s face scrunched in pleasure. Aoi bobbed his head up and down, taking in more of Uruha each time. Soon he had the entire length in his mouth, moaning through his full mouth to add more sensation to the act. He continued his action as Uruha let his head fall on the pillow, his mouth opened in a silent groan.
Just as he was about to come, Aoi stopped all of his work and pulled away from the slick member with a wet pop. Uruha snapped his eyes open and glared at Aoi, who ignored it and took out the last of the toys.
“Oh god, no, Aoi, no. Let me cum please, Aoi! You can’t be this cruel to me! You just can’t be this cruel to me! Let me cum, please, Aoi. Aoi, I love you, let me cum!”
Uruha’s last sentence ended as scream as Aoi put on the cock ring, dashing all of the blonde’s hopes of cumming. Uruha let his head fall back on the pillow heavily and tugged fiercely as his restraints, his hips trying to move upwards for some form of contact, trying to get the awful ring off. Tears leaked down to the side of his face as Uruha sobbed for Aoi to remove the ring. Aoi leaned down and placed an apologetic kiss in his lips, lingering there for a few moment until Uruha responded desperately.
“Sorry babe, I can’t let you cum so soon. You have to wait patiently and cum with me.”
Uruha whimpered louder and continued thrusting his hips towards Aoi, trying to make Aoi succumb with his puppy eyes. And Aoi nearly did, but he pushed his desire to, “just fuck Uruha and get them both sated”, aside, instead choosing to continue with his foreplay. He left markings everywhere over Uruha’s skin, as though painting an elaborate piece of art. Every time he creates a new marking, he made sure to lick it as a form of apology.
Moving onto Uruha’s left nipple, he took it into his mouth and abused the bud; sucking, biting and licking until it swelled and started bruising. He did the same to the other bud, except this time he did it rougher than the other to make Uruha scream. Aoi moved back up to engage Uruha in another heated battle of tongues and pressed himself close to Uruha’s body. His hands were gripping Uruha’s hips so tightly until it bruised, and he grinded his arousal onto Uruha’s. Beastly groans escaped their mouth as the pleasure heightened for them both. By now, Uruha’s member was a dark shade of purple.
Deciding he had tortured his lover enough, Aoi lubed his fingers and stretched Uruha’s hole, which doesn’t really need much stretching since they make love every day. But Aoi would do anything to make sure that he doesn’t hurt his lover the slightest bit. Aoi removed his finger after stroking them against Uruha’s sweet spot a few times and kissed the lead guitarist again. He lubed himself up, groaning as he realized how much he had neglected himself. He guided his cock to Uruha’s entrance and pushed past the ring of muscles.
They were panting harshly, their faces a deep shade of red, by the time Aoi was buried to the hilt. They felt almost as if they could faint from the pleasure, but it wouldn’t be pleasant to wake up to still erected, painful cocks, and a pair of sore wrists for Uruha. Aoi started rocking a little against him before thrusting, eliciting pleasured cries from Uruha. Each shove was harder and deeper than the previous one. Uruha couldn’t think of anything else but the pleasure he was receiving. He repeated Aoi’s name over and over again in his mind, not realizing that he has, in fact, said them out loud. His eyes were clenched shut in pleasure and his legs were cramping slightly but Aoi was there to support them for him.
With a particularly hard thrust, Uruha felt the pleasure, multiplied by a million times, shoot up his body and it showed on his face, letting Aoi know that he had struck the jackpot. Aoi continued to hit Uruha’s prostate, drowning himself in Uruha’s screams. It was getting louder and louder by the second and he knew Uruha was close. Uruha pleaded Aoi to take the ring away and he finally complied.
As soon as it was taken off, Uruha felt relieved and with a few more hard thrusts, Uruha came hard and splattered his essence around him and on Aoi’s stomach. His muscles clenched tightly around Aoi’s cock, causing him to cum as well. He buried his nose into Uruha’s neck as he thrust a little more, coming down from his high. Uruha relaxed on the bad and moaned a little as Aoi pulled out of his sensitive body. He closed his eyes as he felt Aoi reach up to free his wrists. Aoi brought them down and rubbed the red wrists, kissing each of them. He placed Uruha’s hands down on the bed gently and reached down to free his legs too, putting them down just as gently and slowly as well. Aoi kissed his way back up and stopped at Uruha’s lips, giving him another gentle kiss. He laid down beside Uruha and brought him into his embrace, their arms around each other and their legs tangling comfortably.
Aoi breathed in the exotic scent that always hung around Uruha after sex before kissing him on the forehead. He felt Uruha smile against his chest before placing a peck on the same place and pulled Uruha closer to him.
“That was… wow.”
“Yea, I loved it, best sex I’ve ever had. Thank you Aoi, really, thank you. You’ve made me the happiest man on earth and on my birthday too.” said Uruha, as he raised his head to peck Aoi’s jaw. Aoi smiled gently at his lover and kissed him.
“Anything for you, babe. Best sex I’ve ever had too.”
Uruha snuggled back into Aoi’s chest and lay there idly, Aoi playing with his hair. Uruha was content to just breathe in Aoi’s scent until a thought suddenly struck him. He pulled back abruptly and looked at Aoi shockingly.
“Oh my god! How am I supposed to give you your present on your next birthday! It won’t be anywhere as good as this!”
Aoi chuckled and replied, “Well, we could always use the blindfold and vibrator that I bought as well.”
Silence prevailed before Uruha gave a meek reply.
“C-can we try that now?”
*gigglesnort* i finally finished it!
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