Bokki Satsu 7/??
Title: Bokki Satsu
Author: evil_queen369
Genre: Angst, smut, humor
Fandom: the GazettE
Pairings: Aoi/Uruha
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: mentions of sexual activity
Chapter: 7/??
Synopsis: It was almost as if he felt my eyes on him for he turned his deadened gaze to me and looked me up and down, and that was when a small smile began to grace his lips. Hooked. I’ve seen that look enough times to know when someone was thinking the same as me, and he definitely had something in mind when he sat his glass on the shiny counter and walked toward me in a graceful manner that made my eyes fall to his exposed thighs.
Comments: The whole story is in Aoi's P.O.V.
I really thought Uruha was going to listen to me when I said he had to quit his job, but he decided to attempt to sneak out earlier in the morning. Did he think I was stupid or something? No one gets up at five in the morning to ‘use the bathroom’ while taking a new change of clothes, because no one goes to change into a business suit to sleep. I guess Uruha didn’t take me seriously, and I guess, I should have told him the consequences; I didn’t even know the consequences at the time. All I knew was I was pissed that he disobeyed me; stripping wasn’t a hard job to quit.
Call me controlling, or whatever you please, but I decided to show him just how serious I was and made my way over to the bar where he worked. Excuse me, but I find stripping dangerous and dehumanizing. I’ll tell you about the bar during the day because it differs from the bar during the night. First of all, strobe lights were used, and spot lights were used to focus on the strippers. The entire audience watching Uruha were nothing but old men or young men who looked as if they were way too young to even drink a lick of alcohol. If course it was still dark so most faces were obscured, but no one could miss the arousal in the air. God it was terrible watching Uruha spin around on the stage one minute and letting guys touch him the next. Who knows where those hands have been.
Uruha looked pleased with himself; his shirt was open and the tie was hanging loosely around his neck; he even traded the dress pants for a pair of black shorts complete with a garter. Oh yeah, that was when I got more than just pissed and marched through the crowd pushing people out of my way, and stood in front of the stage. If I couldn’t have sex for so long (not really long, but still), he couldn’t strip. As soon as he got close enough to the front of the stage, I grabbed him around the waist and pulled him away despite his screams. Oh, I put on a nice little show as the controlling asshole boyfriend, even if I wasn't his boyfriend. Watching him struggle against me was almost too amusing, but I kept my composure and continued to force him out. I guess his boss wasn’t too happy, because he came out and decided to yell at me, but I didn’t seem to care.
“Who the hell do you fucking think you are? You can’t take my employee!” Your employee? You pay the man to be a slut; why shouldn’t I take him? Taking your clothes off for a complete stranger is horrible and I wasn’t going to let Uruha continue to do it.
“My boyfriend, my rules.” I shot him an annoyed and pissed off, glare and turned my attention to Uruha who was sulking against my side like a damn child who just got caught with their hand in the cookie jar. “Get your stuff; we’re going home where I can take care of this properly.” That, my friends, is how I ended up dragging a half naked man down the street by the tie around his neck. Why not humiliate him a bit as punishment? I found it hilarious but he wasn’t too pleased.
“Aoi, stop! I can explain, really.” Uruha’s begging was pretty cute. Man I loved just how easily the tables had turned. Goodbye demanding Darklord; you’ve just met your match. Too bad I hadn’t come up with a cool nickname for myself.
“You’re not explaining shit, young man. I told you to quit, yet you defied me. What do you enjoy about being a fucking slut? Is it the old men fondling you, or the young men having wet dreams? God, you’re so pathetic right now. And don’t even get me started on that damn boss of yours! Does he think he owns you, because I swear I’ll go back there and make him think again.” I ranted, shaking my head as I stomped up to Uruha’s front door and threw it open. “Now, put on some fucking clothes and get in the living room. Don’t make me tell you twice!” It didn’t occur to me that I sounded like someone’s mother. Interesting, yet so out of character.
With a pout, Uruha dropped his briefcase in the doorway and stomped childishly to his room. He just got served~! Am I using that phrase right? It was nice to see him sulking for once, so lets hope he’s not like me and decides to be an asshole. I was already mad enough, and he didn’t need to make me more mad.
Ten minutes later Uruha sat on the couch with his knees pulled up to his chest with a glare that could have gone straight through me. Pfft, and to say that was the man I let boss me around… well, no more. I was calling the shots.
“That was embarrassing! How could you do that to me? Aoi, I was in the middle of a great show, and you came along to ruin it! I was really getting to some of those guys. I was-” Blah, blah, blah. Sweetheart, you really need to stop talking because it’s getting on my nerves.
“Shut up.” I stood in front of him with my arms crossed over my chest. “I told you to quit your damn job; that didn’t mean wake up earlier to go. Did you honestly think I wouldn’t go in there? It’s a terrible career choice, yet you don’t even seem to care. One day you’re going to dance for the wrong person and you’re going to get raped in an alley and no one will help you-”
“Are you worried about me, Aoi-chan?” Uruha grinned placing his feet on the floor and grabbed me by the hips. “Or were you jealous? Did you not like so many men looking at your ‘boyfriend‘? Are you not telling me something?” I was not happy with his sudden attitude change at all. I was supposed to get through to him, but he somehow managed to shift the focus to me. That’s not surprising.
“What if I was worried?” I shot back pushing him back against the cushions. “It’s no different than me being worried about one of my friends because-”
“Oh, but it is.” He purred looping his finger around my belt loop and pulling me down to his lap. “I’m not just some friend; I’m a guy who became obsessed with you upon first glance. I wanted to have and keep you to myself like some selfish bastard. You can’t tell me that you look at me as you do your other friends. Whether you admit it or not, you want me.” That smug look on his face was driving me insane. I was trying to be serious and he had to make things sexual. For once I didn’t want to think about sex.
“Don’t change the focus to relate to sex, Uruha; I’m being serious for once.” I wasn’t in the mood for him attempting to lamely seduce me. It wasn’t the time for me to be straddling his hips, and it wasn’t the time for him to be kissing my neck. For the love of God, I was thinking of him instead of myself. Note to self: don’t try to be serious with Uruha at all because it’ll never work.
“Since when?” He laughed cupping my face in his hands. “You’re serious? You’re the man who went through my house for your vibrators; I even know you sent Ruki to the store for handcuffs. You’re not a serious person, Aoi, nor will I look at you as one.” His lips made their way towards mine and it took all I had to not lean forward. Damn he was tempting, but I knew if I gave in to the temptation I would never have authority again.
“No, Uruha.” Do you have any idea how hard it was to continue to push myself away from him? “I know I did that but-”
“Didn’t you want me to show you what I do at work?” Did he just wiggle his eyebrows at me? Apparently so, otherwise he wouldn’t have been running his hands over my chest.
“Y-yes, but now’s not the time for that.” The sudden attention on me was making me kind of nervous, and I didn’t get nervous often. Damn that Uruha for doing that to me; I needed backup to deal with him.
“Oh Uruha~” I called from the front door. Uruha and I were going to go for a little drive, and I wasn’t going to take no for an answer. He was going to get in the damn car and be a good little boy while I took him somewhere. I had thought long and hard about it after he attempted to seduce me, and I finally figured out what I was going to do. It was the best idea I ever had.
He wasn’t happy with me when he found out where he would be staying for awhile. No sex, no stripping, no one there to even look at him in a way he would enjoy; it was going to be pure torture. It was amusing to sit there and watch him fidgeting and whining on the couch in the center of the room.
“Now, Uruha, why do you think you were brought here?” Does anyone really need an explanation about that? Geeze, did anyone really need to ask a stripper why he was brought there?!
“Kai, I already told you why I brought him here! Can you just do something already and stop asking stupid questions?! Make him suffer!!” I yelled grabbing my beloved best friend Kai by the shoulders and shaking him. He always said I couldn’t hit him, but he never said I couldn’t shake the shit out of him.
“I know, but I want him to know why you brought him here!” Kai squealed putting his hands over mine. Of all the people I could think of, I had to think of Kai. “Uruha, can you tell me why?”
“I think the question should be, why did Aoi spend time in Bokki Satsu?” Uruha grinned leaning forward. He seriously needed to stop making me the center of attention before I got the idea of smacking him.
“Bokki Satsu?! What did he do?” Kai’s eye were wide as he stared at me; oh it wasn’t surprising at all and he knew it.
“He kept trying to bone me, and I was like ‘hell no old man!’, but he wouldn’t listen to me. You should have seen him! He kept trying to touch my special places and I screamed as loud as I could, but he kept telling me to shut up and just take it. It was horrible, and now he’s trying to turn the tables on me!” Is he fucking serious?! When in the hell did any of that happen?! I for one did not tell him to shut up and take anything.
“I know what I’m going to do.” Kai nodded pacing the room with one hand on his hip while the other tapped his bottom lip. I almost feared what he was going to do, because if anyone knew Kai as well as I did, they would know he’s not the type to care much for sex. That’s just too bad, isn’t it?
Author: evil_queen369
Genre: Angst, smut, humor
Fandom: the GazettE
Pairings: Aoi/Uruha
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: mentions of sexual activity
Chapter: 7/??
Synopsis: It was almost as if he felt my eyes on him for he turned his deadened gaze to me and looked me up and down, and that was when a small smile began to grace his lips. Hooked. I’ve seen that look enough times to know when someone was thinking the same as me, and he definitely had something in mind when he sat his glass on the shiny counter and walked toward me in a graceful manner that made my eyes fall to his exposed thighs.
Comments: The whole story is in Aoi's P.O.V.
I really thought Uruha was going to listen to me when I said he had to quit his job, but he decided to attempt to sneak out earlier in the morning. Did he think I was stupid or something? No one gets up at five in the morning to ‘use the bathroom’ while taking a new change of clothes, because no one goes to change into a business suit to sleep. I guess Uruha didn’t take me seriously, and I guess, I should have told him the consequences; I didn’t even know the consequences at the time. All I knew was I was pissed that he disobeyed me; stripping wasn’t a hard job to quit.
Call me controlling, or whatever you please, but I decided to show him just how serious I was and made my way over to the bar where he worked. Excuse me, but I find stripping dangerous and dehumanizing. I’ll tell you about the bar during the day because it differs from the bar during the night. First of all, strobe lights were used, and spot lights were used to focus on the strippers. The entire audience watching Uruha were nothing but old men or young men who looked as if they were way too young to even drink a lick of alcohol. If course it was still dark so most faces were obscured, but no one could miss the arousal in the air. God it was terrible watching Uruha spin around on the stage one minute and letting guys touch him the next. Who knows where those hands have been.
Uruha looked pleased with himself; his shirt was open and the tie was hanging loosely around his neck; he even traded the dress pants for a pair of black shorts complete with a garter. Oh yeah, that was when I got more than just pissed and marched through the crowd pushing people out of my way, and stood in front of the stage. If I couldn’t have sex for so long (not really long, but still), he couldn’t strip. As soon as he got close enough to the front of the stage, I grabbed him around the waist and pulled him away despite his screams. Oh, I put on a nice little show as the controlling asshole boyfriend, even if I wasn't his boyfriend. Watching him struggle against me was almost too amusing, but I kept my composure and continued to force him out. I guess his boss wasn’t too happy, because he came out and decided to yell at me, but I didn’t seem to care.
“Who the hell do you fucking think you are? You can’t take my employee!” Your employee? You pay the man to be a slut; why shouldn’t I take him? Taking your clothes off for a complete stranger is horrible and I wasn’t going to let Uruha continue to do it.
“My boyfriend, my rules.” I shot him an annoyed and pissed off, glare and turned my attention to Uruha who was sulking against my side like a damn child who just got caught with their hand in the cookie jar. “Get your stuff; we’re going home where I can take care of this properly.” That, my friends, is how I ended up dragging a half naked man down the street by the tie around his neck. Why not humiliate him a bit as punishment? I found it hilarious but he wasn’t too pleased.
“Aoi, stop! I can explain, really.” Uruha’s begging was pretty cute. Man I loved just how easily the tables had turned. Goodbye demanding Darklord; you’ve just met your match. Too bad I hadn’t come up with a cool nickname for myself.
“You’re not explaining shit, young man. I told you to quit, yet you defied me. What do you enjoy about being a fucking slut? Is it the old men fondling you, or the young men having wet dreams? God, you’re so pathetic right now. And don’t even get me started on that damn boss of yours! Does he think he owns you, because I swear I’ll go back there and make him think again.” I ranted, shaking my head as I stomped up to Uruha’s front door and threw it open. “Now, put on some fucking clothes and get in the living room. Don’t make me tell you twice!” It didn’t occur to me that I sounded like someone’s mother. Interesting, yet so out of character.
With a pout, Uruha dropped his briefcase in the doorway and stomped childishly to his room. He just got served~! Am I using that phrase right? It was nice to see him sulking for once, so lets hope he’s not like me and decides to be an asshole. I was already mad enough, and he didn’t need to make me more mad.
Ten minutes later Uruha sat on the couch with his knees pulled up to his chest with a glare that could have gone straight through me. Pfft, and to say that was the man I let boss me around… well, no more. I was calling the shots.
“That was embarrassing! How could you do that to me? Aoi, I was in the middle of a great show, and you came along to ruin it! I was really getting to some of those guys. I was-” Blah, blah, blah. Sweetheart, you really need to stop talking because it’s getting on my nerves.
“Shut up.” I stood in front of him with my arms crossed over my chest. “I told you to quit your damn job; that didn’t mean wake up earlier to go. Did you honestly think I wouldn’t go in there? It’s a terrible career choice, yet you don’t even seem to care. One day you’re going to dance for the wrong person and you’re going to get raped in an alley and no one will help you-”
“Are you worried about me, Aoi-chan?” Uruha grinned placing his feet on the floor and grabbed me by the hips. “Or were you jealous? Did you not like so many men looking at your ‘boyfriend‘? Are you not telling me something?” I was not happy with his sudden attitude change at all. I was supposed to get through to him, but he somehow managed to shift the focus to me. That’s not surprising.
“What if I was worried?” I shot back pushing him back against the cushions. “It’s no different than me being worried about one of my friends because-”
“Oh, but it is.” He purred looping his finger around my belt loop and pulling me down to his lap. “I’m not just some friend; I’m a guy who became obsessed with you upon first glance. I wanted to have and keep you to myself like some selfish bastard. You can’t tell me that you look at me as you do your other friends. Whether you admit it or not, you want me.” That smug look on his face was driving me insane. I was trying to be serious and he had to make things sexual. For once I didn’t want to think about sex.
“Don’t change the focus to relate to sex, Uruha; I’m being serious for once.” I wasn’t in the mood for him attempting to lamely seduce me. It wasn’t the time for me to be straddling his hips, and it wasn’t the time for him to be kissing my neck. For the love of God, I was thinking of him instead of myself. Note to self: don’t try to be serious with Uruha at all because it’ll never work.
“Since when?” He laughed cupping my face in his hands. “You’re serious? You’re the man who went through my house for your vibrators; I even know you sent Ruki to the store for handcuffs. You’re not a serious person, Aoi, nor will I look at you as one.” His lips made their way towards mine and it took all I had to not lean forward. Damn he was tempting, but I knew if I gave in to the temptation I would never have authority again.
“No, Uruha.” Do you have any idea how hard it was to continue to push myself away from him? “I know I did that but-”
“Didn’t you want me to show you what I do at work?” Did he just wiggle his eyebrows at me? Apparently so, otherwise he wouldn’t have been running his hands over my chest.
“Y-yes, but now’s not the time for that.” The sudden attention on me was making me kind of nervous, and I didn’t get nervous often. Damn that Uruha for doing that to me; I needed backup to deal with him.
“Oh Uruha~” I called from the front door. Uruha and I were going to go for a little drive, and I wasn’t going to take no for an answer. He was going to get in the damn car and be a good little boy while I took him somewhere. I had thought long and hard about it after he attempted to seduce me, and I finally figured out what I was going to do. It was the best idea I ever had.
He wasn’t happy with me when he found out where he would be staying for awhile. No sex, no stripping, no one there to even look at him in a way he would enjoy; it was going to be pure torture. It was amusing to sit there and watch him fidgeting and whining on the couch in the center of the room.
“Now, Uruha, why do you think you were brought here?” Does anyone really need an explanation about that? Geeze, did anyone really need to ask a stripper why he was brought there?!
“Kai, I already told you why I brought him here! Can you just do something already and stop asking stupid questions?! Make him suffer!!” I yelled grabbing my beloved best friend Kai by the shoulders and shaking him. He always said I couldn’t hit him, but he never said I couldn’t shake the shit out of him.
“I know, but I want him to know why you brought him here!” Kai squealed putting his hands over mine. Of all the people I could think of, I had to think of Kai. “Uruha, can you tell me why?”
“I think the question should be, why did Aoi spend time in Bokki Satsu?” Uruha grinned leaning forward. He seriously needed to stop making me the center of attention before I got the idea of smacking him.
“Bokki Satsu?! What did he do?” Kai’s eye were wide as he stared at me; oh it wasn’t surprising at all and he knew it.
“He kept trying to bone me, and I was like ‘hell no old man!’, but he wouldn’t listen to me. You should have seen him! He kept trying to touch my special places and I screamed as loud as I could, but he kept telling me to shut up and just take it. It was horrible, and now he’s trying to turn the tables on me!” Is he fucking serious?! When in the hell did any of that happen?! I for one did not tell him to shut up and take anything.
“I know what I’m going to do.” Kai nodded pacing the room with one hand on his hip while the other tapped his bottom lip. I almost feared what he was going to do, because if anyone knew Kai as well as I did, they would know he’s not the type to care much for sex. That’s just too bad, isn’t it?