Untitled (Koyama/Shige, Nikaido/Tegoshi, NC-17)
This still has no title. But seriously. The way I'm going, I think Nika will just work his way through all of NEWS. XD
Entirely unedited. Please feel free to let me know glaring errors or just general sucky bits. :)
Shige faces Koyama with such a serious expression that Koyama's a little nervous. What could he have done now? But then Shige's expression shifts slightly as he starts to speak, and Koyama realizes that whatever it is, it's not his fault, at least. Shige wouldn't look so guilty if it was.
"Koyama, I-" Shige pauses, focuses on a point slightly over Koyama's shoulder, and tries again. He really can't look him in the eye for this. "Koyama, I'm really sorry. I- I kind of- umm. Ikindofhadsexwithsomeoneelse," he mumbles.
Koyama raises his eyebrows, looking a bit surprised, but not exactly as upset as Shige was expecting. "Oh?"
"Oh?" Shige echoes. He doesn't look quite so guilty anymore. "That's it? Oh?"
Koyama looks a bit chagrined. "Well, I mean. We- It's not like- You-" He can't seem to get out a full sentence and now Shige's the one with the raised brows.
"Me too," Koyama finally breathes. He's not looking at Shige, either. Shige's not sure whether to feel relieved or hurt. "I mean," Koyama continues, "it's not like we really... umm. You know. It was only a few times over the last few months and I didn't know if we were dating or being exclusive or seeing other people or what and I was kind of confused and didn't really think about it-"
He's rushing, babbling, until Shige puts a hand on his arm, finally looking him in the eye.
"Yeah, yeah. That's. Yeah."
Not that that makes Koyama feel much better.
"Why did you tell me then, if we're not..." he asks.
Shige just shrugs. "We're not, but. We... could be?" He looks hopeful. "I didn't want there to be any misunderstandings."
"Oh."
A long pause.
"OH." And a grin is spreading itself across Koyama's face as understanding sinks in. "So you mean..."
Shige nods. "Yeah. Just us. Is that... okay?"
Koyama's grin nearly reaches his ears.
"Yeah," he breathes. "YEAH."
~~~~~~~~~~
"So, when you were saying before. You know. You were all guilty," Koyama starts. "Who was it?"
Shige glances up from his homework. "Huh?"
"Who was it? That you slept with?"
Shige blushes slightly.
"Oh, umm. Well."
"I slept with Nikaido-kun, in case you wanted to know," Koyama throws out.
Shige blanches. "WHAT." Koyama's a bit taken aback by the reaction.
"What... what. Is that-?" He doesn't know what to say, but he doesn't think he needs to worry when Shige mutters something to his book. "That slut."
Koyama just waits patiently until his boyfriend looks up again. He grins.
"Really? Seriously?"
"Shut up," Shige mutters. "Clearly that kid is a whore."
Koyama is just amused.
~~~~~~~
Tegoshi tiptoes away from the door, a bit shocked. Nikaido's been sleeping around with the NEWS members? And he hasn't approached HIM? Clearly, something is wrong with the universe. Tegoshi loves his friends, but he doesn't understand why the junior would go after those two, when clearly... well. Something will have to be done about that. Tegoshi makes a mental note to inform Massu that he won't be joining him for dinner.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"So what's this I hear about you sexing up my bandmates?"
Nikaido turns from where he's tucking away the rest of his gear to find Tegoshi Yuya leaning nonchalantly against the wall nearby.
"Tegoshi-kun, what are-" Nikaido backtracks. "Wait, they told you about that?" He sounds wary.
Tegoshi's smile is brilliant.
"Of course! We're NEWS, we tell each other everything!" he chirps.
Nikaido's honestly a bit disturbed by that statement, but he lets it go. "...okay."
And then Tegoshi's brilliant smile turns into a brilliant pout and Nikaido feels like maybe he's killed his puppy instead of just fucked his bandmates. He shifts under scrutiny and neither of them say anything. Tegoshi pouts even more, if possible, until Nikaido is just irritated.
"What," he snaps.
"Why not me?" Tegoshi asks. Nikaido just stares at him. "Huh?"
"Why not me," Tegoshi repeats. His eyes are huge. "Why didn't you want me?"
Because you're a kid, Nikaido thinks, but all things considered the statement is pretty ridiculous and he knows it, so he keeps his mouth shut.
Tegoshi takes a step forward and stares up at Nikaido, looking for all the world like he's about to cry. "You don't want me?"
Nikaido rolls his eyes. "Not like that."
In a split second, Tegoshi's eyes narrow. "No?"
He puts on his best "you-want-me" face and sidles up to Nikaido, glancing from beneath his lashes and dropping his voice to a seductive whisper.
"Then how about like this?"
Nikaido blinks and reconsiders. "Alright. Now you're speaking my language. Talk to me and I'll think about it."
Tegoshi leans his head on Nikaido's shoulder and turns to breathe into his neck, one hand slipping under the edge of a shirt and coming to rest on the other's hip.
"What would you like me to say?"
"Tell me what you want." Nikaido looks neither intimidated nor affected, but he does look slightly amused. Tegoshi swallows his annoyance. His slides his fingers along the skin of Nikaido's hip.
"I want you." Tegoshi licks his lips and stares at Nikaido through half-lidded eyes. Nikaido just rolls his again.
"Cliched, but whatever. I'll go with it."
And then Tegoshi's back against the wall and a sharp grin is pinning him in place. When he looks up and meets Nikaido's eyes, Tegoshi thinks, just maybe, he might be in trouble.
Tegoshi shivers.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
They've moved to a more comfortable position on a nearby couch and Tegoshi has lost his clothes somewhere along the way. Not that he's complaining. Nikaido gets right down to business, begins his preparations, wastes no time on foreplay. Tegoshi's not complaining about that, either. It'll actually take him a bit longer that way, but it's sort of nice. For once, he's not doing all the work.
Usually, and unfortunately, Tegoshi has to put in more effort. He thinks it's like trying to get someone to eat his cooking when they're skeptical about his ability not to accidentally poison them. He has to struggle to convince them to take that first bite, but after that, they'll succumb to their senses. He's a good cook.
Still, it's nice for once to find someone hungry enough and secure enough in their own constitution that they don't worry about the poison. Because Nikaido doesn't worry, he just dives right in. And now his ministrations are starting to distract Tegoshi from his musings.
Tegoshi also knows Nikaido doesn't give a shit about his partners. Doesn't seem like it, anyway. From what he's seen, Tegoshi thinks the guy probably cares a lot about Senga, but then again, he doesn't think they're actually sleeping together. Yet.
Nikaido's probably a little bit fucked up.
Doesn't really matter to Tegoshi, though, and he hums happily as the junior stretches him further, wriggles back against the intrusion of fingers. Nikaido looks up at him, considering. Tegoshi just looks back and pushes down. A smirk spreads itself across Nikaido's face.
"You love this, don't you." It's not even a question, but Tegoshi feels like answering anyway. It's more fun. He pushes back a piece of hair that's fallen across his face and flashes a grin at Nikaido.
"Mmm, yeah. Love it. Do me harder." It's crude and obnoxious and they're both amused, but Nikaido's not one to say no. Tegoshi arches as Nikaido hits a spot deeper inside, but keeps his eyes locked with his kouhai's, grin still in place.
"Fuck me."
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Nikaido stares down at his sempai through slitted eyes. Tegoshi definitely doesn't look like a kid right now; he's reminding Nikaido of a porn star. The expression on the man's face hadn't even flickered when Nikaido shoved roughly into him. And hell, if it isn't amazing. Tegoshi isn't saying anything, just moaning erotically (Nikaido thinks they're mostly fake, but it's still hot and Tegoshi probably knows it). The look in his eyes says he can give just as good as he can get, and with the way he's twisting himself against Nikaido, Nikaido knows it's true.
He thinks that if each NEWS member just keeps being better than the last like this, he'll have to work his way through the entirety of the band. But Tegoshi squeezes around him and nggh, he's not thinking about the other members now. No. Just thinking about how he needs more and-
He pulls out and swiftly flips Tegoshi onto his front. It's not like he'll be kissing him anyway; the last person he tried to kiss bit him.
He pushes right back in.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Tegoshi knows he made the right choice when he decided to approach Nikaido. His face is pressed into the back of the couch and the other is fucking him hard, hitting him deep. Few people will do this with him, don't want to hurt him, don't want to break him, but Nikaido's thrusts are setting off fireworks inside Tegoshi's head and Tegoshi will take whatever Nikaido can give and more.
Tegoshi braces his arms on the couch and forces himself backwards. Nikaido groans and Tegoshi grins and they're getting there. When Nikaido reaches around to tug at his cock, Tegoshi knows the younger man is close. He focuses on sensation and lets his orgasm build.
Smooth fingers pumping him, hard heat hitting him in just the right place, Tegoshi lets go. He comes over Nikaido's hand with a cry and isn't surprised when his kouhai follows shortly after, his face pressed against Tegoshi's shoulderblade.
They stay that way for a few more seconds before Nikaido pulls out for the second time and flops bonelessly on to the couch at Tegoshi's side. Tegoshi turns around to follow suit, pausing long enough to scoop up a discarded t-shirt from the floor and toss it at Nikaido's face. Nikaido pulls it off with a raised eyebrow, then uses it to clean off his hand before chucking it back on the floor.
They sit side-by-side for a while, just breathing, until eventually Tegoshi gets up and starts putting on his clothes again. Nikaido just watches him lazily, content to stay where he is. It's his dressing room, after all.
Eventually, Tegoshi breaks the silence.
"That was good," he offers. Nikaido smiles wryly.
"Yeah, it was."
"We should do that again some time."
Nikaido isn't exactly surprised, but Tegoshi's casual attitude makes him revise his image of his sempai yet a bit more. Not only does Tegoshi speak his language, but he's fluent.
"Any time. Just find me." Nikaido nods and closes his eyes, sated, as Tegoshi lets himself out.
Nikaido finds himself muttering to an empty room. "We definitely need to work with NEWS more often."
Entirely unedited. Please feel free to let me know glaring errors or just general sucky bits. :)
Shige faces Koyama with such a serious expression that Koyama's a little nervous. What could he have done now? But then Shige's expression shifts slightly as he starts to speak, and Koyama realizes that whatever it is, it's not his fault, at least. Shige wouldn't look so guilty if it was.
"Koyama, I-" Shige pauses, focuses on a point slightly over Koyama's shoulder, and tries again. He really can't look him in the eye for this. "Koyama, I'm really sorry. I- I kind of- umm. Ikindofhadsexwithsomeoneelse," he mumbles.
Koyama raises his eyebrows, looking a bit surprised, but not exactly as upset as Shige was expecting. "Oh?"
"Oh?" Shige echoes. He doesn't look quite so guilty anymore. "That's it? Oh?"
Koyama looks a bit chagrined. "Well, I mean. We- It's not like- You-" He can't seem to get out a full sentence and now Shige's the one with the raised brows.
"Me too," Koyama finally breathes. He's not looking at Shige, either. Shige's not sure whether to feel relieved or hurt. "I mean," Koyama continues, "it's not like we really... umm. You know. It was only a few times over the last few months and I didn't know if we were dating or being exclusive or seeing other people or what and I was kind of confused and didn't really think about it-"
He's rushing, babbling, until Shige puts a hand on his arm, finally looking him in the eye.
"Yeah, yeah. That's. Yeah."
Not that that makes Koyama feel much better.
"Why did you tell me then, if we're not..." he asks.
Shige just shrugs. "We're not, but. We... could be?" He looks hopeful. "I didn't want there to be any misunderstandings."
"Oh."
A long pause.
"OH." And a grin is spreading itself across Koyama's face as understanding sinks in. "So you mean..."
Shige nods. "Yeah. Just us. Is that... okay?"
Koyama's grin nearly reaches his ears.
"Yeah," he breathes. "YEAH."
~~~~~~~~~~
"So, when you were saying before. You know. You were all guilty," Koyama starts. "Who was it?"
Shige glances up from his homework. "Huh?"
"Who was it? That you slept with?"
Shige blushes slightly.
"Oh, umm. Well."
"I slept with Nikaido-kun, in case you wanted to know," Koyama throws out.
Shige blanches. "WHAT." Koyama's a bit taken aback by the reaction.
"What... what. Is that-?" He doesn't know what to say, but he doesn't think he needs to worry when Shige mutters something to his book. "That slut."
Koyama just waits patiently until his boyfriend looks up again. He grins.
"Really? Seriously?"
"Shut up," Shige mutters. "Clearly that kid is a whore."
Koyama is just amused.
~~~~~~~
Tegoshi tiptoes away from the door, a bit shocked. Nikaido's been sleeping around with the NEWS members? And he hasn't approached HIM? Clearly, something is wrong with the universe. Tegoshi loves his friends, but he doesn't understand why the junior would go after those two, when clearly... well. Something will have to be done about that. Tegoshi makes a mental note to inform Massu that he won't be joining him for dinner.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"So what's this I hear about you sexing up my bandmates?"
Nikaido turns from where he's tucking away the rest of his gear to find Tegoshi Yuya leaning nonchalantly against the wall nearby.
"Tegoshi-kun, what are-" Nikaido backtracks. "Wait, they told you about that?" He sounds wary.
Tegoshi's smile is brilliant.
"Of course! We're NEWS, we tell each other everything!" he chirps.
Nikaido's honestly a bit disturbed by that statement, but he lets it go. "...okay."
And then Tegoshi's brilliant smile turns into a brilliant pout and Nikaido feels like maybe he's killed his puppy instead of just fucked his bandmates. He shifts under scrutiny and neither of them say anything. Tegoshi pouts even more, if possible, until Nikaido is just irritated.
"What," he snaps.
"Why not me?" Tegoshi asks. Nikaido just stares at him. "Huh?"
"Why not me," Tegoshi repeats. His eyes are huge. "Why didn't you want me?"
Because you're a kid, Nikaido thinks, but all things considered the statement is pretty ridiculous and he knows it, so he keeps his mouth shut.
Tegoshi takes a step forward and stares up at Nikaido, looking for all the world like he's about to cry. "You don't want me?"
Nikaido rolls his eyes. "Not like that."
In a split second, Tegoshi's eyes narrow. "No?"
He puts on his best "you-want-me" face and sidles up to Nikaido, glancing from beneath his lashes and dropping his voice to a seductive whisper.
"Then how about like this?"
Nikaido blinks and reconsiders. "Alright. Now you're speaking my language. Talk to me and I'll think about it."
Tegoshi leans his head on Nikaido's shoulder and turns to breathe into his neck, one hand slipping under the edge of a shirt and coming to rest on the other's hip.
"What would you like me to say?"
"Tell me what you want." Nikaido looks neither intimidated nor affected, but he does look slightly amused. Tegoshi swallows his annoyance. His slides his fingers along the skin of Nikaido's hip.
"I want you." Tegoshi licks his lips and stares at Nikaido through half-lidded eyes. Nikaido just rolls his again.
"Cliched, but whatever. I'll go with it."
And then Tegoshi's back against the wall and a sharp grin is pinning him in place. When he looks up and meets Nikaido's eyes, Tegoshi thinks, just maybe, he might be in trouble.
Tegoshi shivers.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
They've moved to a more comfortable position on a nearby couch and Tegoshi has lost his clothes somewhere along the way. Not that he's complaining. Nikaido gets right down to business, begins his preparations, wastes no time on foreplay. Tegoshi's not complaining about that, either. It'll actually take him a bit longer that way, but it's sort of nice. For once, he's not doing all the work.
Usually, and unfortunately, Tegoshi has to put in more effort. He thinks it's like trying to get someone to eat his cooking when they're skeptical about his ability not to accidentally poison them. He has to struggle to convince them to take that first bite, but after that, they'll succumb to their senses. He's a good cook.
Still, it's nice for once to find someone hungry enough and secure enough in their own constitution that they don't worry about the poison. Because Nikaido doesn't worry, he just dives right in. And now his ministrations are starting to distract Tegoshi from his musings.
Tegoshi also knows Nikaido doesn't give a shit about his partners. Doesn't seem like it, anyway. From what he's seen, Tegoshi thinks the guy probably cares a lot about Senga, but then again, he doesn't think they're actually sleeping together. Yet.
Nikaido's probably a little bit fucked up.
Doesn't really matter to Tegoshi, though, and he hums happily as the junior stretches him further, wriggles back against the intrusion of fingers. Nikaido looks up at him, considering. Tegoshi just looks back and pushes down. A smirk spreads itself across Nikaido's face.
"You love this, don't you." It's not even a question, but Tegoshi feels like answering anyway. It's more fun. He pushes back a piece of hair that's fallen across his face and flashes a grin at Nikaido.
"Mmm, yeah. Love it. Do me harder." It's crude and obnoxious and they're both amused, but Nikaido's not one to say no. Tegoshi arches as Nikaido hits a spot deeper inside, but keeps his eyes locked with his kouhai's, grin still in place.
"Fuck me."
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Nikaido stares down at his sempai through slitted eyes. Tegoshi definitely doesn't look like a kid right now; he's reminding Nikaido of a porn star. The expression on the man's face hadn't even flickered when Nikaido shoved roughly into him. And hell, if it isn't amazing. Tegoshi isn't saying anything, just moaning erotically (Nikaido thinks they're mostly fake, but it's still hot and Tegoshi probably knows it). The look in his eyes says he can give just as good as he can get, and with the way he's twisting himself against Nikaido, Nikaido knows it's true.
He thinks that if each NEWS member just keeps being better than the last like this, he'll have to work his way through the entirety of the band. But Tegoshi squeezes around him and nggh, he's not thinking about the other members now. No. Just thinking about how he needs more and-
He pulls out and swiftly flips Tegoshi onto his front. It's not like he'll be kissing him anyway; the last person he tried to kiss bit him.
He pushes right back in.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Tegoshi knows he made the right choice when he decided to approach Nikaido. His face is pressed into the back of the couch and the other is fucking him hard, hitting him deep. Few people will do this with him, don't want to hurt him, don't want to break him, but Nikaido's thrusts are setting off fireworks inside Tegoshi's head and Tegoshi will take whatever Nikaido can give and more.
Tegoshi braces his arms on the couch and forces himself backwards. Nikaido groans and Tegoshi grins and they're getting there. When Nikaido reaches around to tug at his cock, Tegoshi knows the younger man is close. He focuses on sensation and lets his orgasm build.
Smooth fingers pumping him, hard heat hitting him in just the right place, Tegoshi lets go. He comes over Nikaido's hand with a cry and isn't surprised when his kouhai follows shortly after, his face pressed against Tegoshi's shoulderblade.
They stay that way for a few more seconds before Nikaido pulls out for the second time and flops bonelessly on to the couch at Tegoshi's side. Tegoshi turns around to follow suit, pausing long enough to scoop up a discarded t-shirt from the floor and toss it at Nikaido's face. Nikaido pulls it off with a raised eyebrow, then uses it to clean off his hand before chucking it back on the floor.
They sit side-by-side for a while, just breathing, until eventually Tegoshi gets up and starts putting on his clothes again. Nikaido just watches him lazily, content to stay where he is. It's his dressing room, after all.
Eventually, Tegoshi breaks the silence.
"That was good," he offers. Nikaido smiles wryly.
"Yeah, it was."
"We should do that again some time."
Nikaido isn't exactly surprised, but Tegoshi's casual attitude makes him revise his image of his sempai yet a bit more. Not only does Tegoshi speak his language, but he's fluent.
"Any time. Just find me." Nikaido nods and closes his eyes, sated, as Tegoshi lets himself out.
Nikaido finds himself muttering to an empty room. "We definitely need to work with NEWS more often."