free time/hour challenge/trope bingo fill
Title: Free Time
Pairing/Group: Kamenashi Kazuya/Taguchi Junnosuke/Nakamaru Yuichi/Ueda Tatsuya/Tanaka Koki
Rating/Warnings: NC-17, a little bloodplay, a little bit of dp and gangbang. (The usual?)
Word Count: 1019
Summary: Just a bit of a weekend getaway.
Notes: So I wrote this as part of a twitter one hour challenge, and also I want to use it for my "truth or dare" trope_bingo square. It might be a little rough, and not just with the warnings. Also, this was super fun to write. >:3
It's just a silly game, Koki tells himself. Silly, and kind of stupid, and oh how he kind of wishes that it hadn't gotten out of hand.
Actually, if he's honest with himself, that's a lie.
They'd all agreed to get together over the weekend, the five of them, and here they are now, in some hotel room with huge beds and a huge bath and Koki doesn't know where any of his clothes are. Not that he's worried about it.
The intention had been to relax, and then it had been to play truth or dare, and then things had gotten out of hand quickly.
Koki thinks maybe the beginning of the end of reason had been when someone had jokingly dared Kame that he’d never drink actual blood. A quick four-way rock-paper-scissors match had decided the “victim” and that’s when the clothes began shedding, at least for Koki.
Kame had looked at him from across the short table in the room’s sitting area, eyes intent as he’d made his way to perch in Koki’s lap and unbutton the collar of his shirt. Everyone else had watched in stunned silence as he’d leaned down; “This might hurt a bit,” Kame said, matter-of-fact, and scraped his teeth along the line of Koki’s collarbone. It did hurt, and it was all Koki could do to keep his hands to himself and not push Kame away.
Everyone else just sat; from the corner of his eye, Koki could see the way Nakamaru looked the slightest bit distressed, and Ueda looked a little less bored than usual. There was something strange in Junno’s eyes, almost possessive. If Koki wasn’t already chilled from the way Kame’s teeth kept steady pressure on him, that would have gotten him for sure.
Finally Kame leans away, sitting back in Koki’s lap, and delicately wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. “Delicious.”
After that, everyone is silent. It’s only when Junno stands and makes a grab for Koki that everything really gets jumbled. Junno takes his hand and urges him to follow along; the destination is one of the beds, and Koki’s only human. He’s half-hard, and he knows everyone else knows, and he really doesn’t care. He just wants to get off.
He barely has to work to get anything undone; the rest of them have joined Koki and Junno and between the three of them, none of Koki’s buttons stand a chance. Neither do Junno’s own, and soon enough he’s pulling Koki down on top of him, pressing urgent kisses along the place Kame had bitten as they grind against each other.
From somewhere behind him, Koki hears a minor scuffle; once it subsides, someone’s rough hands, probably Ueda’s, hold him open. Then slick fingers plunge into him, and it has to be Nakamaru because they’re being so careful. He tries his best to push against them, but Junno holds him still, along with Kame.
After too long, all of the hands withdraw, and Junno pulls him down onto his cock, and Koki thinks that’s it, but then there are more slick fingers in him and Koki gets it. He lets out a breath, concentrating on trying his best to stay pliant. He’s rewarded with Junno’s hands running down the length of his back as Nakamaru slowly, slowly eases in. One of his hands tangles with Koki’s and squeezes, and then it’s a steady in-out push-pull and Koki stops trying to think.
He doesn’t know how long it lasts; Koki occasionally catches glimpses out of the corners of his eyes of Ueda watching intently, and Kame palming himself. He also looks like the whole thing was his genius idea, and Koki kind of agrees.
His attention returns to Junno when he bites Koki’s neck, and shortly after that, Nakamaru pulls out. He withdraws the hand that had been holding Koki’s, and moments later Koki feels a warm splash against the backs of his thighs. That only makes Junno speed up, and soon enough he’s shuddering against and inside Koki. He’s about to reach down and finish himself off when he’s yanked away from Junno and pulled to the other half of the bed.
Ueda’s gone and made himself at home against the headboard, and he’s smirking down at Koki. “You know what to do,” he says, and Koki resists the urge to bite his thigh before swallowing him down. Koki nearly chokes when he feels Kame nestle against him. Ueda laughs a bit, not too meanly, as he pets Koki. “Really now, you should have expected that.”
Kame waits a moment, letting Koki have a chance to pull back before he slips inside him, stilling until he’s got his mouth on Ueda again. Kame sets the pace for this, his every thrust pushing Koki further onto Ueda’s cock; all he has to do is suck and flick his tongue along the underside and swallow with intent every few moments.
It’s not long, and then Kame’s speeding up, pushing Koki even faster. He finally stills, fingers crushing into Koki’s hips as he finishes inside him. They stay motionless, at least until Kame pulls out, and then Ueda’s pointedly thrusting his hips. “No one is going to leave you hanging,” he says.
Koki redoubles his efforts, with a little help from Ueda, and soon enough he’s tensing and scrambling beneath him. Koki takes the chance to pull back, lightly sucking as Ueda finally comes; he swallows as much as he can and then flops down, leaning his head against Ueda’s leg. He’s about to finish himself off when Ueda grabs both of his hands and keeps them out of the way; Junno’s recovered and is insistent on tugging Koki off.
He doesn’t last long; he’s not ashamed, though. Koki gasps, too tired for much more than that as he spills. It had definitely been a good thing, their evening getting out of hand. They’d moved to the other bed, piling up in a tired heap, and Koki made a note to suggest another evening like this in the future.
Pairing/Group: Kamenashi Kazuya/Taguchi Junnosuke/Nakamaru Yuichi/Ueda Tatsuya/Tanaka Koki
Rating/Warnings: NC-17, a little bloodplay, a little bit of dp and gangbang. (The usual?)
Word Count: 1019
Summary: Just a bit of a weekend getaway.
Notes: So I wrote this as part of a twitter one hour challenge, and also I want to use it for my "truth or dare" trope_bingo square. It might be a little rough, and not just with the warnings. Also, this was super fun to write. >:3
It's just a silly game, Koki tells himself. Silly, and kind of stupid, and oh how he kind of wishes that it hadn't gotten out of hand.
Actually, if he's honest with himself, that's a lie.
They'd all agreed to get together over the weekend, the five of them, and here they are now, in some hotel room with huge beds and a huge bath and Koki doesn't know where any of his clothes are. Not that he's worried about it.
The intention had been to relax, and then it had been to play truth or dare, and then things had gotten out of hand quickly.
Koki thinks maybe the beginning of the end of reason had been when someone had jokingly dared Kame that he’d never drink actual blood. A quick four-way rock-paper-scissors match had decided the “victim” and that’s when the clothes began shedding, at least for Koki.
Kame had looked at him from across the short table in the room’s sitting area, eyes intent as he’d made his way to perch in Koki’s lap and unbutton the collar of his shirt. Everyone else had watched in stunned silence as he’d leaned down; “This might hurt a bit,” Kame said, matter-of-fact, and scraped his teeth along the line of Koki’s collarbone. It did hurt, and it was all Koki could do to keep his hands to himself and not push Kame away.
Everyone else just sat; from the corner of his eye, Koki could see the way Nakamaru looked the slightest bit distressed, and Ueda looked a little less bored than usual. There was something strange in Junno’s eyes, almost possessive. If Koki wasn’t already chilled from the way Kame’s teeth kept steady pressure on him, that would have gotten him for sure.
Finally Kame leans away, sitting back in Koki’s lap, and delicately wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. “Delicious.”
After that, everyone is silent. It’s only when Junno stands and makes a grab for Koki that everything really gets jumbled. Junno takes his hand and urges him to follow along; the destination is one of the beds, and Koki’s only human. He’s half-hard, and he knows everyone else knows, and he really doesn’t care. He just wants to get off.
He barely has to work to get anything undone; the rest of them have joined Koki and Junno and between the three of them, none of Koki’s buttons stand a chance. Neither do Junno’s own, and soon enough he’s pulling Koki down on top of him, pressing urgent kisses along the place Kame had bitten as they grind against each other.
From somewhere behind him, Koki hears a minor scuffle; once it subsides, someone’s rough hands, probably Ueda’s, hold him open. Then slick fingers plunge into him, and it has to be Nakamaru because they’re being so careful. He tries his best to push against them, but Junno holds him still, along with Kame.
After too long, all of the hands withdraw, and Junno pulls him down onto his cock, and Koki thinks that’s it, but then there are more slick fingers in him and Koki gets it. He lets out a breath, concentrating on trying his best to stay pliant. He’s rewarded with Junno’s hands running down the length of his back as Nakamaru slowly, slowly eases in. One of his hands tangles with Koki’s and squeezes, and then it’s a steady in-out push-pull and Koki stops trying to think.
He doesn’t know how long it lasts; Koki occasionally catches glimpses out of the corners of his eyes of Ueda watching intently, and Kame palming himself. He also looks like the whole thing was his genius idea, and Koki kind of agrees.
His attention returns to Junno when he bites Koki’s neck, and shortly after that, Nakamaru pulls out. He withdraws the hand that had been holding Koki’s, and moments later Koki feels a warm splash against the backs of his thighs. That only makes Junno speed up, and soon enough he’s shuddering against and inside Koki. He’s about to reach down and finish himself off when he’s yanked away from Junno and pulled to the other half of the bed.
Ueda’s gone and made himself at home against the headboard, and he’s smirking down at Koki. “You know what to do,” he says, and Koki resists the urge to bite his thigh before swallowing him down. Koki nearly chokes when he feels Kame nestle against him. Ueda laughs a bit, not too meanly, as he pets Koki. “Really now, you should have expected that.”
Kame waits a moment, letting Koki have a chance to pull back before he slips inside him, stilling until he’s got his mouth on Ueda again. Kame sets the pace for this, his every thrust pushing Koki further onto Ueda’s cock; all he has to do is suck and flick his tongue along the underside and swallow with intent every few moments.
It’s not long, and then Kame’s speeding up, pushing Koki even faster. He finally stills, fingers crushing into Koki’s hips as he finishes inside him. They stay motionless, at least until Kame pulls out, and then Ueda’s pointedly thrusting his hips. “No one is going to leave you hanging,” he says.
Koki redoubles his efforts, with a little help from Ueda, and soon enough he’s tensing and scrambling beneath him. Koki takes the chance to pull back, lightly sucking as Ueda finally comes; he swallows as much as he can and then flops down, leaning his head against Ueda’s leg. He’s about to finish himself off when Ueda grabs both of his hands and keeps them out of the way; Junno’s recovered and is insistent on tugging Koki off.
He doesn’t last long; he’s not ashamed, though. Koki gasps, too tired for much more than that as he spills. It had definitely been a good thing, their evening getting out of hand. They’d moved to the other bed, piling up in a tired heap, and Koki made a note to suggest another evening like this in the future.