Fanfic [TEGOPI] LOVE - chapter 5
Title: LOVE
Chaper Title: TONIGHT.
Chapter: 5/?
Pairing: Yuya Tegoshi / Tomohisa Yamashita
Genre: Romance, fluff
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I still own nothing!?? [...too bad, really (●´△｀●)]
As a short summary: Tegoshi, Yamapi, Koyama and Shige went on a weekend trip. They’re staying at a friend’s mansion with private tennis courts, where Koyama and Shige tried to teach Tegoshi and Yamapi how to play, (tennis). KoyaShige vs. TegoPi - pros against newbies. Yamapi doesn’t really give a damn; Tegoshi tries hard but still fails…..
At the same time, same old story happened; Tegoshi and Yamapi accidentally getting closer and closer and all that stuff.
| PART ONE | & | PART TWO | PART THREE | | PART FOUR |
Tonight Yamapi couldn’t fall asleep no matter what. His mind was flooded with thoughts about Tegoshi. His brain was literally drowning in images of the young singer and how he played Tennis today, or at least tried to. The never ending smiles whenever their eyes met, his cries as he failed over and over and not to forget the look on his face when they kissed.
None of this disappeared from his mind and simply drove him nuts. He had to get out of his room and do something, maybe getting a drink would help to calm him down, he thought.
After their practice earlier today he had brought Tegoshi back to the mansion and treated his ankle as far as he could, luckily there was no need for serious treatment. Tegoshi felt better quickly and they even played with Koyama and Shige as scheduled. Of course they lost against the rather advanced pair which brought the younger boy down quite badly. Tegoshi hardly ate any dinner and went straight to bed after a quick desert of ice cream.
Usually he wouldn’t even touch his desert and be off to do something else instead, like soccer or playing his guitar or DS. Yamapi beforehand had given up the hope of winning against KoyaShige, probably right after their very first match. To the older man’s surprise he didn’t mind their loss at all. KoyaShige played fair and square, and Tegoshi and he just simply sucked.
As Yamapi walked into the kitchen he found Tegoshi standing in front of the open fridge. He was dressed in a simple loose white T-Shirt, which hardly covered a quarter of his orange boxers. The older singer’s heart jumped at the incredible and yet innocent sight of Tegoshi’s back; high and fast like never before.
“Damnit.” Yamapi cursed under his breath, hardly audible, as he walked slowly toward his band mate. As if he sensed the other man, Tegoshi closed the fridge door behind him as he rather quickly turned around before Yamapi could make it far enough to poke him on the shoulder, as he had planned.
“Yamashita-kun!” Tegoshi exclaimed the moment he took note of his senpai’s appearance. “What are you doing down here?”
“Probably the same as you.” The older singer smirked.
Tegoshi glanced at the bottle of grape juice in his hands, “I was thirsty…”.
Yamapi nodded and reached for a glass that sat on the kitchen counter, “I need something cold too.” He watched closely as Tegoshi poured himself juice into a glass whilst the older man filled his own with water. “You shouldn’t drink juice at night you know.” Yamapi stated with a smirk on his lips.
Tegoshi eyed him curiously, “Why?” he asked boldly, not really understanding what the other was implying on.
The older man stepped closer, “All that sugar,…it will just keep you up all night.”
“Pah,..” the younger boy rolled his eyes, “I’m not a kid anymore you know. It surely takes more than grape juice to keep me awake…”
Yamapi glanced over at the other’s face and down Tegoshi’s body, before back into his eyes. He was tempted to ask what he’d need to do to keep Tegoshi awake but he refrained himself from speaking out the words that tingled on his tongue. The boy’s eyes looked tired and lost as he watched Yamapi step a little closer.
The older singer bit his lip. Strands of Tegoshi’s messy bed hair stuck to his forehead and lay literally in all directions over his head. His shirt hardly covered his perfectly refined collarbone, which was pretty hard to deal with, Yamapi thought. The taller smirked as sweetly as someone could smirk while his eyes literally scanned back down Tegoshi’s slim body. They just did, if he wanted or not. It was pretty hard to resist and Yamapi felt like this time he had no control over it, they worked on their own accord.
Tegoshi brought the small glass to his lips absent mindedly as he stared back into Yamapi’s eyes, who watched him closely. Tegoshi’s fingers gripped around the round glass tightly as he took a deep sip of the sweet purple juice.
“How is it?” Yamapi asked once Tegoshi swallowed a mouthful. The younger boy nodded, “good.”
Yamapi stepped closer and trapped Tegoshi in between his body and the kitchen counter. The younger boy gasped and opened his mouth to speak but no words left his lips. He felt how his lips began to tingle and Yamapi’s deep brown eyes felt suddenly so heavy on him.
“Could I try?” Yamapi asked innocently. Both smiled and their eyes wandered toward the glass as Tegoshi lifted his hand to give it to him. Their eyes were fixated on the small item for a moment before Yamapi lowered his head and inched forward. Tegoshi watched the other’s lips as they came closer but squeezed his eyes shut abruptly when he realized he wasn’t aiming for the glass any longer.
The older man caught Tegoshi’s mouth eagerly with his, pressing his lips softly but firm against the other’s. He held onto the boy’s waist with his left hand whilst he took the glass out of Tegoshi’s hand with his right. After he hovered it around in the air for a moment, he then settled it on the counter behind Tegoshi.
In another swift movement Yamapi pushed his tongue inside Tegoshi’s mouth; he felt a bubbling sensation inside his chest every time their tongues touched. The older singer slowly caressed Tegoshi’s side, his heart jumped at the tingling around his fingers when he lifted the boy’s shirt and slipped his hand underneath it. Tegoshi drew in Yamapi’s lower lip into his mouth as he sucked in air when, he too felt something happening inside. Each of Yamapi’s rather cold fingers tickled his sensitive spots as his soft palm caressed his skin gently.
They broke as both felt the need to breathe properly. The older man watched Tegoshi’s chest literally jumping up and down as the younger tried to catch his breath. “What ...eh..are you doing Yamashita-kun..” Tegoshi stumbled clumsily once he regained his senses.
Yamapi’s fingers curled around the boy’s white T-shirt and tugged at the fabric lightly. “I just tasted what you offered after I asked…” He smiled down at the younger boy with almost pouty lips, which also forced a soft grin onto the other’s face. Tegoshi sighed, “Not like this…and not here where the others can walk in any moment…” he somehow wanted to be annoyed at the other’s sudden kiss and all, but there was no way he could be angry of any sort with Yamapi.
“I couldn’t resist…” Yamapi smiled and pulled the younger closer, “And it’s not like Koyama or Shige would walk down here at 2 AM…”
He stole a quick kiss from Tegoshi and smiled.
“Guess so..,” Tegoshi agreed, staring at Yamapi’s strong chest and up to meet his gaze. The older man leant forward and pressed a chaste kiss against his cheek and before the younger could say anything else, Yamapi lifted him up and held him tight over his shoulder. Tegoshi squealed out in surprise and protest but the older man just smiled to himself as he walked toward the staircase that led to their bedrooms.
“W-what in the world are you doing Yamashita-kun??” Tegoshi asked, trying to be as quiet as he could.
“I’m taking this, I mean you, upstairs duh.” Yamapi chuckled, “Some place where defiantly nobody will walk in, just in case.”
“W-wait!” Tegoshi squeaked.
“Shush, you don’t want to wake the others do you?.”
Of course Tegoshi agreed. Yamapi shook his head and the boy complied and kept shut until they reached the second floor. Once they entered Yamapi’s bedroom the older man gently let Tegoshi down. Standing before Yamapi, he wasn’t sure what to do next though. The thought of being alone with Yamapi, at night, alone in his bedroom freaked him out a little and Tegoshi even played with the thought of simply leaving this scene and hope Yamapi would let him stay in his own room and go back to sleep. But Tegoshi knew that this was most likely not going to happen, and after all it also sounded just as tempting as it scared him.
After Yamapi shut the door behind them he reached out and fisted the edge of the boy’s white shirt once again and gently pulled him closer toward him. He moved aback, pulling Tegoshi with him as he took a few steps away from the door and toward the center of his room.
The older singer looked at him with inviting, hopeful and ever so sparkling eyes that it didn’t take long before Tegoshi threw his arms around his senpai and claimed Yamapi’s mouth with his trembling lips. The younger boy almost seemed as impatient as Yamapi, which made the other smirk against Tegoshi’s lips as they moved against his in the sweetest and yet most aggressive way he could have ever imagined. Nevertheless he liked it and didn’t waste a moment to think about resisting.
Yamapi lost his hands somewhere around Tegoshi’s shirt and pulled him with him as he walked backwards to where a large wooden bed stood. With the younger clung to his lips they stumbled over said bed, Yamapi directly let himself fall and hit the soft mattress with the back of his body. He dipped his head down to kiss along the inside of Tegoshi’s neck; hovering over Yamapi’s stronger body the young boy felt somehow awkward and shifted his thoughts on the exciting feeling of the other’s wet tongue on his skin.
With those new sensations growing, Tegoshi couldn’t hold himself steady for much longer. With both hands on each side of Yamapi’s upper body, the older singer felt how Tegoshi slightly trembled above. He reached out and wrapped his hands around Tegoshi’s arms and caressed them gently. “Everything ok?” he purred questioningly against the younger’s neck.
Tegoshi nodded and felt himself being moved by his waist. “Yah..” He gasped when his back hit the mattress and Yamapi now hovered over him as they changed positions.
“Good.” Yamapi smiled and bent down to continue feasting on the other’s deliciously soft skin. He traveled his lips over the younger’s face, literally kissing every little part of skin he could reach. The older man dipped out his tongue every now and then to poke it against his nose, cheeks and ear or licked along his jaw line.
Yamapi had no idea why on earth he felt like he needed to eat the younger up. This seemed just ridiculous and he knew it, but every time he had that sweet and yet slightly salty taste of Tegoshi’s skin on his lips and traveling down his tongue, he was assured that he just had to eat him alive.
There was no way around it.
Tegoshi seemed to enjoy his little tasks a lot. A series of little sounds and pleasure filled noises left his lips, spilling uncontrollably with each stroke of Yamapi’s tongue over his skin. He never ever wanted anyone to literally tongue fuck his face but damn what Yamapi did was simply mind boggling, and he wished he wouldn’t stop.
They quickly lost themselves in each other’s embrace; with arms and hands exploring wildly, feet and legs trapping their bodies between themselves, as lips teased and tongues tasted flushed skin.
The older man nudged his nose against Tegoshi’s chin. The boy’s breath hitched and when Yamapi purred into his ears he slowly opened his eyes. The younger loosened his grip around the other’s strong upper body and searched his eyes.
“Do you .. want to stay tonight?” Yamapi asked, the younger boy’s features relaxed. His expression softened even more when Yamapi traveled his fingers playfully up and down his heaving chest. The younger sighed; everything Yamapi did felt so good….
Yamapi continued, “Only…if you want to…” he said before leaning in to steal a chaste kiss from the other’s lips. “I don’t want you to think I’ll force you to stay…”
Damn. He looked so sweet. So concerned and utterly hot; Tegoshi thought. He wanted to scream how much he liked that idea. Tell him how badly he wanted to stay, but instead Tegoshi hardly managed to move his lips in response.
Yamapi lifted the boy’s hand and brought it to his lips and kissed the tip of Tegoshi’s fingers, “You are free to leave any time…”
Their eyes never unlocked, and Yamapi kissed the boy’s fingers once more. “But I hope you won’t go just yet…” The older singer pulled Tegoshi closer by his hand, loosely holding on to his wrist, and pressed his lips against the soft skin of the back of Tegoshi’s hand. Once, twice and thrice before he looked up and met the other’s eyes once again.
The younger finally nodded, a smirk forming on his lips. “Sure, I.. I like the idea of sleeping over.”
“Who said anything about ‘sleeping’?” Yamapi chuckled before he pulled him in for another series of kisses as he rolled them over a few times, abusing the bed as playground for new found lovers.
Chaper Title: TONIGHT.
Chapter: 5/?
Pairing: Yuya Tegoshi / Tomohisa Yamashita
Genre: Romance, fluff
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I still own nothing!?? [...too bad, really (●´△｀●)]
As a short summary: Tegoshi, Yamapi, Koyama and Shige went on a weekend trip. They’re staying at a friend’s mansion with private tennis courts, where Koyama and Shige tried to teach Tegoshi and Yamapi how to play, (tennis). KoyaShige vs. TegoPi - pros against newbies. Yamapi doesn’t really give a damn; Tegoshi tries hard but still fails…..
At the same time, same old story happened; Tegoshi and Yamapi accidentally getting closer and closer and all that stuff.
| PART ONE | & | PART TWO | PART THREE | | PART FOUR |
Tonight Yamapi couldn’t fall asleep no matter what. His mind was flooded with thoughts about Tegoshi. His brain was literally drowning in images of the young singer and how he played Tennis today, or at least tried to. The never ending smiles whenever their eyes met, his cries as he failed over and over and not to forget the look on his face when they kissed.
None of this disappeared from his mind and simply drove him nuts. He had to get out of his room and do something, maybe getting a drink would help to calm him down, he thought.
After their practice earlier today he had brought Tegoshi back to the mansion and treated his ankle as far as he could, luckily there was no need for serious treatment. Tegoshi felt better quickly and they even played with Koyama and Shige as scheduled. Of course they lost against the rather advanced pair which brought the younger boy down quite badly. Tegoshi hardly ate any dinner and went straight to bed after a quick desert of ice cream.
Usually he wouldn’t even touch his desert and be off to do something else instead, like soccer or playing his guitar or DS. Yamapi beforehand had given up the hope of winning against KoyaShige, probably right after their very first match. To the older man’s surprise he didn’t mind their loss at all. KoyaShige played fair and square, and Tegoshi and he just simply sucked.
As Yamapi walked into the kitchen he found Tegoshi standing in front of the open fridge. He was dressed in a simple loose white T-Shirt, which hardly covered a quarter of his orange boxers. The older singer’s heart jumped at the incredible and yet innocent sight of Tegoshi’s back; high and fast like never before.
“Damnit.” Yamapi cursed under his breath, hardly audible, as he walked slowly toward his band mate. As if he sensed the other man, Tegoshi closed the fridge door behind him as he rather quickly turned around before Yamapi could make it far enough to poke him on the shoulder, as he had planned.
“Yamashita-kun!” Tegoshi exclaimed the moment he took note of his senpai’s appearance. “What are you doing down here?”
“Probably the same as you.” The older singer smirked.
Tegoshi glanced at the bottle of grape juice in his hands, “I was thirsty…”.
Yamapi nodded and reached for a glass that sat on the kitchen counter, “I need something cold too.” He watched closely as Tegoshi poured himself juice into a glass whilst the older man filled his own with water. “You shouldn’t drink juice at night you know.” Yamapi stated with a smirk on his lips.
Tegoshi eyed him curiously, “Why?” he asked boldly, not really understanding what the other was implying on.
The older man stepped closer, “All that sugar,…it will just keep you up all night.”
“Pah,..” the younger boy rolled his eyes, “I’m not a kid anymore you know. It surely takes more than grape juice to keep me awake…”
Yamapi glanced over at the other’s face and down Tegoshi’s body, before back into his eyes. He was tempted to ask what he’d need to do to keep Tegoshi awake but he refrained himself from speaking out the words that tingled on his tongue. The boy’s eyes looked tired and lost as he watched Yamapi step a little closer.
The older singer bit his lip. Strands of Tegoshi’s messy bed hair stuck to his forehead and lay literally in all directions over his head. His shirt hardly covered his perfectly refined collarbone, which was pretty hard to deal with, Yamapi thought. The taller smirked as sweetly as someone could smirk while his eyes literally scanned back down Tegoshi’s slim body. They just did, if he wanted or not. It was pretty hard to resist and Yamapi felt like this time he had no control over it, they worked on their own accord.
Tegoshi brought the small glass to his lips absent mindedly as he stared back into Yamapi’s eyes, who watched him closely. Tegoshi’s fingers gripped around the round glass tightly as he took a deep sip of the sweet purple juice.
“How is it?” Yamapi asked once Tegoshi swallowed a mouthful. The younger boy nodded, “good.”
Yamapi stepped closer and trapped Tegoshi in between his body and the kitchen counter. The younger boy gasped and opened his mouth to speak but no words left his lips. He felt how his lips began to tingle and Yamapi’s deep brown eyes felt suddenly so heavy on him.
“Could I try?” Yamapi asked innocently. Both smiled and their eyes wandered toward the glass as Tegoshi lifted his hand to give it to him. Their eyes were fixated on the small item for a moment before Yamapi lowered his head and inched forward. Tegoshi watched the other’s lips as they came closer but squeezed his eyes shut abruptly when he realized he wasn’t aiming for the glass any longer.
The older man caught Tegoshi’s mouth eagerly with his, pressing his lips softly but firm against the other’s. He held onto the boy’s waist with his left hand whilst he took the glass out of Tegoshi’s hand with his right. After he hovered it around in the air for a moment, he then settled it on the counter behind Tegoshi.
In another swift movement Yamapi pushed his tongue inside Tegoshi’s mouth; he felt a bubbling sensation inside his chest every time their tongues touched. The older singer slowly caressed Tegoshi’s side, his heart jumped at the tingling around his fingers when he lifted the boy’s shirt and slipped his hand underneath it. Tegoshi drew in Yamapi’s lower lip into his mouth as he sucked in air when, he too felt something happening inside. Each of Yamapi’s rather cold fingers tickled his sensitive spots as his soft palm caressed his skin gently.
They broke as both felt the need to breathe properly. The older man watched Tegoshi’s chest literally jumping up and down as the younger tried to catch his breath. “What ...eh..are you doing Yamashita-kun..” Tegoshi stumbled clumsily once he regained his senses.
Yamapi’s fingers curled around the boy’s white T-shirt and tugged at the fabric lightly. “I just tasted what you offered after I asked…” He smiled down at the younger boy with almost pouty lips, which also forced a soft grin onto the other’s face. Tegoshi sighed, “Not like this…and not here where the others can walk in any moment…” he somehow wanted to be annoyed at the other’s sudden kiss and all, but there was no way he could be angry of any sort with Yamapi.
“I couldn’t resist…” Yamapi smiled and pulled the younger closer, “And it’s not like Koyama or Shige would walk down here at 2 AM…”
He stole a quick kiss from Tegoshi and smiled.
“Guess so..,” Tegoshi agreed, staring at Yamapi’s strong chest and up to meet his gaze. The older man leant forward and pressed a chaste kiss against his cheek and before the younger could say anything else, Yamapi lifted him up and held him tight over his shoulder. Tegoshi squealed out in surprise and protest but the older man just smiled to himself as he walked toward the staircase that led to their bedrooms.
“W-what in the world are you doing Yamashita-kun??” Tegoshi asked, trying to be as quiet as he could.
“I’m taking this, I mean you, upstairs duh.” Yamapi chuckled, “Some place where defiantly nobody will walk in, just in case.”
“W-wait!” Tegoshi squeaked.
“Shush, you don’t want to wake the others do you?.”
Of course Tegoshi agreed. Yamapi shook his head and the boy complied and kept shut until they reached the second floor. Once they entered Yamapi’s bedroom the older man gently let Tegoshi down. Standing before Yamapi, he wasn’t sure what to do next though. The thought of being alone with Yamapi, at night, alone in his bedroom freaked him out a little and Tegoshi even played with the thought of simply leaving this scene and hope Yamapi would let him stay in his own room and go back to sleep. But Tegoshi knew that this was most likely not going to happen, and after all it also sounded just as tempting as it scared him.
After Yamapi shut the door behind them he reached out and fisted the edge of the boy’s white shirt once again and gently pulled him closer toward him. He moved aback, pulling Tegoshi with him as he took a few steps away from the door and toward the center of his room.
The older singer looked at him with inviting, hopeful and ever so sparkling eyes that it didn’t take long before Tegoshi threw his arms around his senpai and claimed Yamapi’s mouth with his trembling lips. The younger boy almost seemed as impatient as Yamapi, which made the other smirk against Tegoshi’s lips as they moved against his in the sweetest and yet most aggressive way he could have ever imagined. Nevertheless he liked it and didn’t waste a moment to think about resisting.
Yamapi lost his hands somewhere around Tegoshi’s shirt and pulled him with him as he walked backwards to where a large wooden bed stood. With the younger clung to his lips they stumbled over said bed, Yamapi directly let himself fall and hit the soft mattress with the back of his body. He dipped his head down to kiss along the inside of Tegoshi’s neck; hovering over Yamapi’s stronger body the young boy felt somehow awkward and shifted his thoughts on the exciting feeling of the other’s wet tongue on his skin.
With those new sensations growing, Tegoshi couldn’t hold himself steady for much longer. With both hands on each side of Yamapi’s upper body, the older singer felt how Tegoshi slightly trembled above. He reached out and wrapped his hands around Tegoshi’s arms and caressed them gently. “Everything ok?” he purred questioningly against the younger’s neck.
Tegoshi nodded and felt himself being moved by his waist. “Yah..” He gasped when his back hit the mattress and Yamapi now hovered over him as they changed positions.
“Good.” Yamapi smiled and bent down to continue feasting on the other’s deliciously soft skin. He traveled his lips over the younger’s face, literally kissing every little part of skin he could reach. The older man dipped out his tongue every now and then to poke it against his nose, cheeks and ear or licked along his jaw line.
Yamapi had no idea why on earth he felt like he needed to eat the younger up. This seemed just ridiculous and he knew it, but every time he had that sweet and yet slightly salty taste of Tegoshi’s skin on his lips and traveling down his tongue, he was assured that he just had to eat him alive.
There was no way around it.
Tegoshi seemed to enjoy his little tasks a lot. A series of little sounds and pleasure filled noises left his lips, spilling uncontrollably with each stroke of Yamapi’s tongue over his skin. He never ever wanted anyone to literally tongue fuck his face but damn what Yamapi did was simply mind boggling, and he wished he wouldn’t stop.
They quickly lost themselves in each other’s embrace; with arms and hands exploring wildly, feet and legs trapping their bodies between themselves, as lips teased and tongues tasted flushed skin.
The older man nudged his nose against Tegoshi’s chin. The boy’s breath hitched and when Yamapi purred into his ears he slowly opened his eyes. The younger loosened his grip around the other’s strong upper body and searched his eyes.
“Do you .. want to stay tonight?” Yamapi asked, the younger boy’s features relaxed. His expression softened even more when Yamapi traveled his fingers playfully up and down his heaving chest. The younger sighed; everything Yamapi did felt so good….
Yamapi continued, “Only…if you want to…” he said before leaning in to steal a chaste kiss from the other’s lips. “I don’t want you to think I’ll force you to stay…”
Damn. He looked so sweet. So concerned and utterly hot; Tegoshi thought. He wanted to scream how much he liked that idea. Tell him how badly he wanted to stay, but instead Tegoshi hardly managed to move his lips in response.
Yamapi lifted the boy’s hand and brought it to his lips and kissed the tip of Tegoshi’s fingers, “You are free to leave any time…”
Their eyes never unlocked, and Yamapi kissed the boy’s fingers once more. “But I hope you won’t go just yet…” The older singer pulled Tegoshi closer by his hand, loosely holding on to his wrist, and pressed his lips against the soft skin of the back of Tegoshi’s hand. Once, twice and thrice before he looked up and met the other’s eyes once again.
The younger finally nodded, a smirk forming on his lips. “Sure, I.. I like the idea of sleeping over.”
“Who said anything about ‘sleeping’?” Yamapi chuckled before he pulled him in for another series of kisses as he rolled them over a few times, abusing the bed as playground for new found lovers.