Untitled (Nikaido/Ryo, NC-17)
Because you were all asking for it.
This one has two endings, mostly because the first one was so utterly depressing and I HATED IT. I couldn't leave it like that, so I added a new one. But I'll include the old ending at the bottom for those of you who want to see how it MIGHT have been.
I just didn't really want to make Nikaido THAT much of an asshole. He's a jerk, but he's not a rapist. x_x
Nikaido has been watching NEWS all through rehearsals. Senga's commented on it, but Nikaido brushed him off pretty easily with excuses. They'd be too focused during performances to watch, so might as well observe while they can. It's the best way to learn, right?
Sometimes he's glad his best friend is so oblivious. He loves Senga more than anything, but he can't tell him that. He's never told anyone that. Doesn't know how to. So he'll wait for Senga to figure it out. Nikaido knows it'll take a while, but he can be patient.
In the meantime, he'll amuse himself with NEWS. He thinks he really might just try them all. He's not really sure about Masuda, but then again, he never would have expected Tegoshi to be as… as he was. And TegoMass is a team, and he knows Masuda can certainly move- but that's not his focus for today.
His target is already making for the dressing rooms, a towel slung around his neck. Nikaido could probably corner him in the shower, but he's worked with the man enough to know that's not the way to go; he'd get shoved right back out. Despite the other's swaggering and posturing, Nikaido sees right through him. Ryo's sensitive. Nikaido goes to grab his things. He'll wait by the exit.
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Ryo seems a bit startled when Nikaido stops him as he leaves. Not a good start. Ryo's a lot smaller than he seems and Nikaido knows how these things work, so he makes himself seem smaller than he is.
"Nishikido-kun?"
Nikaido always did love a good challenge.
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Ryo relaxes a bit when the junior in front of him stares at the floor shyly. He doesn't know the boy well, they haven't worked together much, and honestly, Ryo doesn't pay much attention to their backdancers, provided they stay out of his way. But he seems a bit nervous, and Ryo doesn't like scaring the juniors unless they're pissing him off. Or he's bored.
"Yes," he replies. "What's up, Nikaido-kun?"
"Can I talk to you?"
"Shoot." Ryo shrugs. Nikaido doesn't answer right away. "Nikaido-kun?"
"Umm. It might take a while. Are you-- umm. Can we get dinner?"
Ryo's not sure what the boy wants, and the kid still isn't looking at him, but Ryo's hungry and it's not like having the other tag along will really be a hindrance. He shifts his bag to his other shoulder.
"Sure, I was just about to grab a bite anyway. Come on."
He doesn't check to see if Nikaido follows.
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They've been at the restaurant for half an hour and the junior still hasn't said anything of consequence. Ryo's a bit confused. He turns and waits as his kouhai swallows a mouthful, and then speaks.
"So. What was it you wanted to ask me?"
Now it's Nikaido's turn to look confused.
"Ask you?"
"You said you wanted to ask me something."
"Oh." Nikaido smiles a bit awkwardly. "Actually, I said I wanted to talk to you."
Ryo just stares at him blankly until he continues.
"You know. Like, get to know you?"
Ryo boggles at him.
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Nikaido grins inwardly. He has Ryo off-balance. Good. He schools his face into one of mild embarrassment and looks past Ryo's left ear.
"I just thought we could hang out for a bit? Your solo's really good, Nishikido-kun. I like it a lot!"
Nikaido can practically see Ryo's head swelling, and he mentally pats himself on the back.
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The earnest expression looks strange on the kid's face, but Ryo can't figure out why. Not that it matters. The kid clearly has a crush on him, worships him. Ryo's amazed he even had the courage to ask to eat with him. But it's fine, Ryo'll indulge him. He's got a pretty face. And hey, he must be a good dancer, he's in Kis-My-Ft2; they're all good dancers. Ryo starts wondering how much he can get out of this.
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Nikaido had seemed a bit awed when Ryo'd invited him over. It was still pretty early after all and they'd been making good conversation. The junior wasn't annoying, was interesting enough that Ryo figured he'd chance it.
Now they're at his place, and he can't offer the kid a beer; everyone's careful about these things now and he knows Nikaido would refuse. He hands him a bottle of cold tea instead and the two of them settle into the couch. Their conversation resumes with little strain and Ryo finds himself thinking that Nikaido is actually pretty cool. He's talkative, funny and more than slightly sarcastic, doesn't seem to worry about offending Ryo. It's refreshing.
Nikaido has slowly, slowly shifted his way closer to Ryo over the course of the last half hour. Ryo admires his subtlety. Because that's what it is, Ryo realizes. The boy isn't as shy as he made himself out to be, and there's a certain beauty in the way that he's arousing Ryo's attention. Light touches and gentle brushes, nothing overt, and Ryo is beyond curious.
When Nikaido reaches across Ryo to place his tea on the table, he just barely brushes his arm across Ryo's chest as he sits up. Ryo catches him before he can pull back entirely and Nikaido stiffens. Ryo watches his face carefully for a reaction as he leans in. When he gets only a questioning look and the other makes no attempt to pull away, Ryo crosses the last few centimeters and kisses him.
He's a bit surprised when Nikaido doesn't immediately close his eyes. Ryo's smoothing his lips against the other's, but the boy isn’t responding. Neither is he pulling away, though, just looking at Ryo and it's odd, so Ryo swipes his tongue against the seam of Nikaido's lips in encouragement. That finally gets a reaction.
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Nikaido allows his eyes to flutter shut as he parts his lips and sighs against Ryo's mouth. He holds back the triumphant grin that's threatening to spread across his face and returns the kiss.
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Nikaido's a good kisser, Ryo thinks. He lets Ryo control the kiss, but gives back just enough to make Ryo want more, to ignite a small flame in Ryo's belly. When he whimpers softly and presses against him, a fire roars to life.
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They've moved to his bed. Normally, Ryo wouldn't do this. Certainly not with someone he works with; he hates embarrassing and awkward situations. But he's spent a few hours with Nikaido already and doesn't want to kill him. Kind of likes him. Can imagine spending more time with him, even. So he makes an exception.
He'd thought Nikaido had looked pretty nice with his clothes on, but with his shirt off and the way he's squirming under Ryo's touches, Ryo thinks he looks pretty fucking hot. Ryo leans down to mouth at a nipple and Nikaido grabs at his shoulders and whines.
"Nishikido-ku~n."
Ryo leans up to kiss him again and flicks at the other nipple with his fingers, relishing the soft sounds Nikaido is breathing against his lips.
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When Ryo leaves his mouth to trail kisses down his abdomen, Nikaido smirks at the ceiling and lets out another whimper for good measure.
Perfect.
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When Ryo circles a finger around his kouhai's entrance, Nikaido makes a choked sound and nearly chokes Ryo himself. Ryo pulls back from Nikaido's cock and looks at him, hiding his annoyance. When he sees huge eyes staring back at him, his annoyance fades.
"Oh, sorry," he says softly. "Have you never…?"
Nikaido just blinks at him. Ryo makes a quick decision.
"No, look, it's okay. It's fine. Come here." He rolls over and pulls Nikaido on top of him. "We can do it this way. Alright?" He smoothes his hand down Nikaido's arm.
Nikaido looks less shaken and when he replies, his voice is low and steady.
"Alright."
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Ryo insists on prepping himself and Nikaido doesn't argue. Less work for him and besides, it's hot. He watches Ryo with dark eyes and says nothing.
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Nikaido looks just fine now, confidence returned, and Ryo supposes that this is something he's more familiar with. Maybe very familiar with. A cold knot of dread mixes with the flames in Ryo's belly as Nikaido's first thrust makes him cry out involuntarily. The sharp look in Nikaido's eyes and the grin on his face are saying that maybe, maybe he knows a lot more than he let on.
Another thrust and Ryo tries not to think about it. Too late to reconsider now.
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Ryo was right. Nikaido definitely knows what he's doing. Ryo wants to be angry about the deception, and maybe later he will be, but for now he just wants Nikaido to keep doing that. The chill of uncertainty has long since vanished under the blaze of heat Nikaido has created; the junior knows exactly where and when and how and Ryo is quickly falling apart. He finds he can't even cry out, every breath catching in his throat, and he digs his fingers into Nikaido's biceps. His body wants to curl in on itself, his eyes want to close, but he forces them to stay open. He needs to watch Nikaido's face, the expressions he sees there bringing him closer just as much as anything.
Fuck, how is it possible for someone to be that hot?!
Nikaido meets his eyes and with no voice left to use (somewhere in the back of his mind, he's glad for that), Ryo begs with a look. Fortunately, Nikaido seems to understand, because he has Ryo coming within seconds, following a few sharp thrusts later. Ryo sees white.
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Ryo is the first to speak.
"You lied to me." Nikaido turns his head to look at him.
"Huh?"
"You totally lied to me. Have you really never let anyone fuck you?"
Nikaido snorts and turns back, closing his eyes. "Try asking Kato-kun."
Ryo splutters and Nikaido laughs at him. "Why him?"
Nikaido doesn't answer, so Ryo tries again. "Okay, why me?"
"Because you're hot. And I do like your solo."
Ryo is slightly mollified. At least the kid has good taste. He wonders if Nikaido is going to fall asleep on him, but the other starts talking again.
"It's not like you're complaining, right?"
"…I guess not. Although I still don't see why you had to be so, I don't know. Why not just tell me in the first place?"
"You wouldn't have let me fuck you."
Ryo supposes he's right and says as much. Nikaido cracks open one eye to look at him.
"Are you sorry?"
Ryo thinks about it for a moment. "No. I- no." He shakes his head. Nikaido was pretty damn amazing, and he knows he'd never have given him a chance if he had just asked.
"Hmm. Good."
They're silent for a few minutes, but something's bothering Ryo. He pokes Nikaido in the side.
"Shige? Really?"
Nikaido just laughs.
ALTERNATE ENDING. Just skip it if you don't want the depressing. It's what I'd do.
...
Another thrust and Ryo tries not to think about it. Too late to reconsider now.
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Ryo's not even hard anymore when Nikaido finishes. Nikaido doesn't seem to care. It's less than a minute before he's up and gathering his clothes. He's already halfway dressed by the time Ryo catches his breath enough to speak. He's sore enough that sitting up is an effort, but he does it anyway.
"What the hell was that?" Ryo demands. "You lied to me."
Nikaido glances over before shrugging on his shirt. "About what?"
"The whole shy, nervous thing. That was totally an act."
"You're an actor. Couldn't you tell?" Nikaido inquires. He looks highly amused. Ryo is glad there are no heavy objects nearby, because he's about ready to clobber the junior to death.
"Have you really never let anyone fuck you before?" he grits out.
Nikaido finishes buckling his belt. "Why don't you ask Kato-kun?" he says conversationally. Ryo sputters in outrage.
"You used me!"
Nikaido just raises his eyebrow and slips into his shoes. "Pretty much. But hey, you were good, if that makes you feel any better. Not like Tegoshi, but anyway. Thanks for the fuck."
He grins nastily at Ryo and lets himself out.
Ryo takes a shaky breath as the door slams.
He refuses to cry.
This one has two endings, mostly because the first one was so utterly depressing and I HATED IT. I couldn't leave it like that, so I added a new one. But I'll include the old ending at the bottom for those of you who want to see how it MIGHT have been.
I just didn't really want to make Nikaido THAT much of an asshole. He's a jerk, but he's not a rapist. x_x
Nikaido has been watching NEWS all through rehearsals. Senga's commented on it, but Nikaido brushed him off pretty easily with excuses. They'd be too focused during performances to watch, so might as well observe while they can. It's the best way to learn, right?
Sometimes he's glad his best friend is so oblivious. He loves Senga more than anything, but he can't tell him that. He's never told anyone that. Doesn't know how to. So he'll wait for Senga to figure it out. Nikaido knows it'll take a while, but he can be patient.
In the meantime, he'll amuse himself with NEWS. He thinks he really might just try them all. He's not really sure about Masuda, but then again, he never would have expected Tegoshi to be as… as he was. And TegoMass is a team, and he knows Masuda can certainly move- but that's not his focus for today.
His target is already making for the dressing rooms, a towel slung around his neck. Nikaido could probably corner him in the shower, but he's worked with the man enough to know that's not the way to go; he'd get shoved right back out. Despite the other's swaggering and posturing, Nikaido sees right through him. Ryo's sensitive. Nikaido goes to grab his things. He'll wait by the exit.
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Ryo seems a bit startled when Nikaido stops him as he leaves. Not a good start. Ryo's a lot smaller than he seems and Nikaido knows how these things work, so he makes himself seem smaller than he is.
"Nishikido-kun?"
Nikaido always did love a good challenge.
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Ryo relaxes a bit when the junior in front of him stares at the floor shyly. He doesn't know the boy well, they haven't worked together much, and honestly, Ryo doesn't pay much attention to their backdancers, provided they stay out of his way. But he seems a bit nervous, and Ryo doesn't like scaring the juniors unless they're pissing him off. Or he's bored.
"Yes," he replies. "What's up, Nikaido-kun?"
"Can I talk to you?"
"Shoot." Ryo shrugs. Nikaido doesn't answer right away. "Nikaido-kun?"
"Umm. It might take a while. Are you-- umm. Can we get dinner?"
Ryo's not sure what the boy wants, and the kid still isn't looking at him, but Ryo's hungry and it's not like having the other tag along will really be a hindrance. He shifts his bag to his other shoulder.
"Sure, I was just about to grab a bite anyway. Come on."
He doesn't check to see if Nikaido follows.
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They've been at the restaurant for half an hour and the junior still hasn't said anything of consequence. Ryo's a bit confused. He turns and waits as his kouhai swallows a mouthful, and then speaks.
"So. What was it you wanted to ask me?"
Now it's Nikaido's turn to look confused.
"Ask you?"
"You said you wanted to ask me something."
"Oh." Nikaido smiles a bit awkwardly. "Actually, I said I wanted to talk to you."
Ryo just stares at him blankly until he continues.
"You know. Like, get to know you?"
Ryo boggles at him.
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Nikaido grins inwardly. He has Ryo off-balance. Good. He schools his face into one of mild embarrassment and looks past Ryo's left ear.
"I just thought we could hang out for a bit? Your solo's really good, Nishikido-kun. I like it a lot!"
Nikaido can practically see Ryo's head swelling, and he mentally pats himself on the back.
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The earnest expression looks strange on the kid's face, but Ryo can't figure out why. Not that it matters. The kid clearly has a crush on him, worships him. Ryo's amazed he even had the courage to ask to eat with him. But it's fine, Ryo'll indulge him. He's got a pretty face. And hey, he must be a good dancer, he's in Kis-My-Ft2; they're all good dancers. Ryo starts wondering how much he can get out of this.
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Nikaido had seemed a bit awed when Ryo'd invited him over. It was still pretty early after all and they'd been making good conversation. The junior wasn't annoying, was interesting enough that Ryo figured he'd chance it.
Now they're at his place, and he can't offer the kid a beer; everyone's careful about these things now and he knows Nikaido would refuse. He hands him a bottle of cold tea instead and the two of them settle into the couch. Their conversation resumes with little strain and Ryo finds himself thinking that Nikaido is actually pretty cool. He's talkative, funny and more than slightly sarcastic, doesn't seem to worry about offending Ryo. It's refreshing.
Nikaido has slowly, slowly shifted his way closer to Ryo over the course of the last half hour. Ryo admires his subtlety. Because that's what it is, Ryo realizes. The boy isn't as shy as he made himself out to be, and there's a certain beauty in the way that he's arousing Ryo's attention. Light touches and gentle brushes, nothing overt, and Ryo is beyond curious.
When Nikaido reaches across Ryo to place his tea on the table, he just barely brushes his arm across Ryo's chest as he sits up. Ryo catches him before he can pull back entirely and Nikaido stiffens. Ryo watches his face carefully for a reaction as he leans in. When he gets only a questioning look and the other makes no attempt to pull away, Ryo crosses the last few centimeters and kisses him.
He's a bit surprised when Nikaido doesn't immediately close his eyes. Ryo's smoothing his lips against the other's, but the boy isn’t responding. Neither is he pulling away, though, just looking at Ryo and it's odd, so Ryo swipes his tongue against the seam of Nikaido's lips in encouragement. That finally gets a reaction.
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Nikaido allows his eyes to flutter shut as he parts his lips and sighs against Ryo's mouth. He holds back the triumphant grin that's threatening to spread across his face and returns the kiss.
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Nikaido's a good kisser, Ryo thinks. He lets Ryo control the kiss, but gives back just enough to make Ryo want more, to ignite a small flame in Ryo's belly. When he whimpers softly and presses against him, a fire roars to life.
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They've moved to his bed. Normally, Ryo wouldn't do this. Certainly not with someone he works with; he hates embarrassing and awkward situations. But he's spent a few hours with Nikaido already and doesn't want to kill him. Kind of likes him. Can imagine spending more time with him, even. So he makes an exception.
He'd thought Nikaido had looked pretty nice with his clothes on, but with his shirt off and the way he's squirming under Ryo's touches, Ryo thinks he looks pretty fucking hot. Ryo leans down to mouth at a nipple and Nikaido grabs at his shoulders and whines.
"Nishikido-ku~n."
Ryo leans up to kiss him again and flicks at the other nipple with his fingers, relishing the soft sounds Nikaido is breathing against his lips.
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When Ryo leaves his mouth to trail kisses down his abdomen, Nikaido smirks at the ceiling and lets out another whimper for good measure.
Perfect.
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When Ryo circles a finger around his kouhai's entrance, Nikaido makes a choked sound and nearly chokes Ryo himself. Ryo pulls back from Nikaido's cock and looks at him, hiding his annoyance. When he sees huge eyes staring back at him, his annoyance fades.
"Oh, sorry," he says softly. "Have you never…?"
Nikaido just blinks at him. Ryo makes a quick decision.
"No, look, it's okay. It's fine. Come here." He rolls over and pulls Nikaido on top of him. "We can do it this way. Alright?" He smoothes his hand down Nikaido's arm.
Nikaido looks less shaken and when he replies, his voice is low and steady.
"Alright."
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Ryo insists on prepping himself and Nikaido doesn't argue. Less work for him and besides, it's hot. He watches Ryo with dark eyes and says nothing.
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Nikaido looks just fine now, confidence returned, and Ryo supposes that this is something he's more familiar with. Maybe very familiar with. A cold knot of dread mixes with the flames in Ryo's belly as Nikaido's first thrust makes him cry out involuntarily. The sharp look in Nikaido's eyes and the grin on his face are saying that maybe, maybe he knows a lot more than he let on.
Another thrust and Ryo tries not to think about it. Too late to reconsider now.
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Ryo was right. Nikaido definitely knows what he's doing. Ryo wants to be angry about the deception, and maybe later he will be, but for now he just wants Nikaido to keep doing that. The chill of uncertainty has long since vanished under the blaze of heat Nikaido has created; the junior knows exactly where and when and how and Ryo is quickly falling apart. He finds he can't even cry out, every breath catching in his throat, and he digs his fingers into Nikaido's biceps. His body wants to curl in on itself, his eyes want to close, but he forces them to stay open. He needs to watch Nikaido's face, the expressions he sees there bringing him closer just as much as anything.
Fuck, how is it possible for someone to be that hot?!
Nikaido meets his eyes and with no voice left to use (somewhere in the back of his mind, he's glad for that), Ryo begs with a look. Fortunately, Nikaido seems to understand, because he has Ryo coming within seconds, following a few sharp thrusts later. Ryo sees white.
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Ryo is the first to speak.
"You lied to me." Nikaido turns his head to look at him.
"Huh?"
"You totally lied to me. Have you really never let anyone fuck you?"
Nikaido snorts and turns back, closing his eyes. "Try asking Kato-kun."
Ryo splutters and Nikaido laughs at him. "Why him?"
Nikaido doesn't answer, so Ryo tries again. "Okay, why me?"
"Because you're hot. And I do like your solo."
Ryo is slightly mollified. At least the kid has good taste. He wonders if Nikaido is going to fall asleep on him, but the other starts talking again.
"It's not like you're complaining, right?"
"…I guess not. Although I still don't see why you had to be so, I don't know. Why not just tell me in the first place?"
"You wouldn't have let me fuck you."
Ryo supposes he's right and says as much. Nikaido cracks open one eye to look at him.
"Are you sorry?"
Ryo thinks about it for a moment. "No. I- no." He shakes his head. Nikaido was pretty damn amazing, and he knows he'd never have given him a chance if he had just asked.
"Hmm. Good."
They're silent for a few minutes, but something's bothering Ryo. He pokes Nikaido in the side.
"Shige? Really?"
Nikaido just laughs.
ALTERNATE ENDING. Just skip it if you don't want the depressing. It's what I'd do.
...
Another thrust and Ryo tries not to think about it. Too late to reconsider now.
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Ryo's not even hard anymore when Nikaido finishes. Nikaido doesn't seem to care. It's less than a minute before he's up and gathering his clothes. He's already halfway dressed by the time Ryo catches his breath enough to speak. He's sore enough that sitting up is an effort, but he does it anyway.
"What the hell was that?" Ryo demands. "You lied to me."
Nikaido glances over before shrugging on his shirt. "About what?"
"The whole shy, nervous thing. That was totally an act."
"You're an actor. Couldn't you tell?" Nikaido inquires. He looks highly amused. Ryo is glad there are no heavy objects nearby, because he's about ready to clobber the junior to death.
"Have you really never let anyone fuck you before?" he grits out.
Nikaido finishes buckling his belt. "Why don't you ask Kato-kun?" he says conversationally. Ryo sputters in outrage.
"You used me!"
Nikaido just raises his eyebrow and slips into his shoes. "Pretty much. But hey, you were good, if that makes you feel any better. Not like Tegoshi, but anyway. Thanks for the fuck."
He grins nastily at Ryo and lets himself out.
Ryo takes a shaky breath as the door slams.
He refuses to cry.