Living Single
Title: Living Single
Pairing: Sakuraiba, Ohmiya, Sakumoto, Aimiya, and some Aiba/OC
Rating: NC-17 (as always)
Summary: Aiba looks for love in all the wrong places, until he meets Sho.
Disclaimer: All things written in here is fake and a part of my crazy brain. Don’t know/own any of the mentioned characters that are Johnny's.
A/N: Ah~ another multi-chap, but my first AU
Aiba gave the man in front of him another fake smile. The guy kept going on and on about his job, how he’s a CEO, and how much money he was making. ‘If you’re so rich, why do you wear such shitty clothes?’ he thought.
“So you’re free tomorrow?” The man asked with a smile. ‘Ah, what a disgusting smile,’ Aiba mentally grimaced.
“Um, why do you ask?” he said acting coy.
“It’d be awfully lonely in that apartment. I thought that maybe I could take the day off tomorrow and we could do something together,” the man winked; Aiba gagged.
“I have a roommate.”
“A girl?”
“A man. But thanks for the offer,” again he ended his words with another fake smile.
“How about you come over tonight? I can show you what you’ll be missing,” the man said seductively as he ran a finger across the back of Aiba’s hand. ‘Run that under some hot water!’ he yelled in his head.
He really wanted to curl up into a ball and try to forget this date, but he was tired of the cat and mouse game he plays with him. They met through a mutual friend and slightly hit it off. That was until Aiba started going on small dates with him. Nearly every guy he’s been with always felt the need to put on a front and mention all their great qualities, much like this loser in front of him. Sighing Aiba agreed. ‘I might as well fuck him and get it over with’.
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Once inside the man’s home he was led to the bedroom and pushed onto the bed. The man kissed his neck, using far too much teeth and tongue. Aiba pulled back to remove his clothes wanting this to go as quick as possible. “Mmm, someone’s a bit impatient,” the man said giving his ass a small slap.
“Just fuck me,” Aiba groaned. He felt the bed shifting and cold liquid being smeared on his entrance. The man slipped a finger inside, moving it in and out getting a small rise out of him. A second finger was added, which was instantly followed by a third. “Ah, I’m ready,” Aiba whimpered.
“Stick your ass out some more for me,” the man moaned pushing Aiba’s shoulders further down closer to the mattress below them. Aiba gasped when the guy’s entire length was shoved into him. Immediately he moved in and out, leaving the other little time to adjust. Aiba closed his eyes trying to make himself come already, but the hearing the man behind him was stalling the process.
Their positions changed so Aiba was on his back. He could tell that Mr. CEO was about to come simply by the way his arms trembled.
“Are you close?” the guy breathed licking at Aiba’s neck.
“Almost,” Aiba said in a strained voice. He had his eyes tightly closed, lower lip between his teeth, and fist pumping rapidly on his erection. After 10 grueling minutes, Aiba came on his stomach and looked away in disgust. The man above him came inside him, in the condom, when he felt Aiba’s walls clenching.
“You were so good,” he chuckled trying to wrap his arms around Aiba’s waist.
“Gotta go now, busy day tomorrow,” Aiba said as he wiped his stomach with the covers and hastily put his clothes back on. He didn’t wait for a response or anything as he ran out the house to catch the train back home.
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“So how was your date?” Nino asked from the couch as he played his game. Aiba only marched to the kitchen and took a long gulp of beer.
“Fucking gross,” he whined covering his eyes. “I need to take a hot, hot, hot shower,” he continued to complain. Nino laughed and paused his game to follow his distressed roommate.
“Aren’t you going to ask about my day?”
“What did you do?” Aiba asked as he stripped off his clothes. Both men didn’t mind being naked around each other seeming how they’ve had their nights of drunken sex, pity sex, and just plain old sex.
“Meet a man,” Nino beamed kneeling next to the tub as Aiba leaned back to relax in the semi-hot water.
“Oh gossip, do tell!”
“Well he’s an artist. He owns that empty gallery that was being renovated.”
“Sounds good. What else?”
“Well…that’s almost about it. He paints and sculpts. Some things get sold and that’s it.”
“Sounds boring.”
“But he’s not,” Nino smirked. “He’s kinky as hell.” Aiba giggled and flicked some water at him.
“How so?”
“Do you really want to know?”
“Sure, humor me.”
“Teeth, nails, slapping, spanking…and many more,” Nino sighed. Aiba shook his head in mock disappointment. The younger man had always found it easy to sleep with any guy and not feel ashamed about it. It also didn’t surprise him that he already slept with this lonely/kinky artist.
“What’s his name?”
“Ohno. Ohno Satoshi,” Nino paused and smiled. “He’s so great.”
“I bet he is,” Aiba said sarcastically.
“Fuck you. Oh wait somebody did and he didn’t do a good job,” Nino said sticking his tongue out and left the bathroom. Aiba closed his eyes and smiled. He’d rather deal with his bratty friend than any of the men he’s been with.
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The following day, Nino and Aiba decided to go out for some lunch at a local diner. Little did Aiba know it was the day everything changed.
“Going with the curry rice again?” Nino said poking fun at his friend.
“Fuck you and yes,” Aiba smiled looking at the drinks menu. Their waiter came up to them after 10 minutes had passed. Aiba shot him a quick glance before doing a double take.
“Hi, I’m Sakurai Sho and I’ll be your waiter,” he said giving them an award winning smile. Aiba smirked at Nino then back to Sho. “Are you ready to order?” he asked pulling out his small notepad.
“I’ll just have a hamburger and some Coke,” Nino said closing his menu.
“And you’ll have…?” Sho said turning to Aiba.
“I’ll have-”
“You’re number,” Nino said under his breath, cutting his friend off, and receiving a kick to the shin.
“Curry rice and a Pepsi,” Aiba finished giving Sho a sweet smile. Sho nodded with a faint blush across his cheeks. He took their menus and walked off trying not to turn around at the pair of eyes burning holes into what he hopes is his back.
“Your next victim,” Nino laughed.
“Not one nice thing came out your mouth today.”
“I’m reserving those for when it’s needed,” the gamer smiled. Their food arrived faster than usual causing Nino to joke about Sho wanting to see more of Aiba. They talked about some of Aiba’s failed dates and of course Nino’s favorite topic: sex.
When they finished their food, Nino (being sly as ever) managed to make Aiba pay for their meal. “That stupid man,” he muttered dropping the bills on the table, leaving Sho quite a tip.
“Who?” Sho’s voice said from behind Aiba. “Was I okay?” the waiter asked.
“What?”
“Well it was my first day after training and I thought I did bad,” Sho pouted making Aiba laugh.
“You were okay. I was just complaining about my friend. He said he was going to the bathroom.”
“Oh, he’s outside smoking,” Sho said pointing at the window where Nino was motioning to Aiba to get Sho’s number. When Aiba turned around Sho shoved a piece of paper in his hand before walking away. He opened it and laughed.
Since you might want your friend to shut up, here’s my number.
Aiba folded the piece of paper before leaving and chasing his idiotic friend down the street.
Pairing: Sakuraiba, Ohmiya, Sakumoto, Aimiya, and some Aiba/OC
Rating: NC-17 (as always)
Summary: Aiba looks for love in all the wrong places, until he meets Sho.
Disclaimer: All things written in here is fake and a part of my crazy brain. Don’t know/own any of the mentioned characters that are Johnny's.
A/N: Ah~ another multi-chap, but my first AU
Aiba gave the man in front of him another fake smile. The guy kept going on and on about his job, how he’s a CEO, and how much money he was making. ‘If you’re so rich, why do you wear such shitty clothes?’ he thought.
“So you’re free tomorrow?” The man asked with a smile. ‘Ah, what a disgusting smile,’ Aiba mentally grimaced.
“Um, why do you ask?” he said acting coy.
“It’d be awfully lonely in that apartment. I thought that maybe I could take the day off tomorrow and we could do something together,” the man winked; Aiba gagged.
“I have a roommate.”
“A girl?”
“A man. But thanks for the offer,” again he ended his words with another fake smile.
“How about you come over tonight? I can show you what you’ll be missing,” the man said seductively as he ran a finger across the back of Aiba’s hand. ‘Run that under some hot water!’ he yelled in his head.
He really wanted to curl up into a ball and try to forget this date, but he was tired of the cat and mouse game he plays with him. They met through a mutual friend and slightly hit it off. That was until Aiba started going on small dates with him. Nearly every guy he’s been with always felt the need to put on a front and mention all their great qualities, much like this loser in front of him. Sighing Aiba agreed. ‘I might as well fuck him and get it over with’.
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Once inside the man’s home he was led to the bedroom and pushed onto the bed. The man kissed his neck, using far too much teeth and tongue. Aiba pulled back to remove his clothes wanting this to go as quick as possible. “Mmm, someone’s a bit impatient,” the man said giving his ass a small slap.
“Just fuck me,” Aiba groaned. He felt the bed shifting and cold liquid being smeared on his entrance. The man slipped a finger inside, moving it in and out getting a small rise out of him. A second finger was added, which was instantly followed by a third. “Ah, I’m ready,” Aiba whimpered.
“Stick your ass out some more for me,” the man moaned pushing Aiba’s shoulders further down closer to the mattress below them. Aiba gasped when the guy’s entire length was shoved into him. Immediately he moved in and out, leaving the other little time to adjust. Aiba closed his eyes trying to make himself come already, but the hearing the man behind him was stalling the process.
Their positions changed so Aiba was on his back. He could tell that Mr. CEO was about to come simply by the way his arms trembled.
“Are you close?” the guy breathed licking at Aiba’s neck.
“Almost,” Aiba said in a strained voice. He had his eyes tightly closed, lower lip between his teeth, and fist pumping rapidly on his erection. After 10 grueling minutes, Aiba came on his stomach and looked away in disgust. The man above him came inside him, in the condom, when he felt Aiba’s walls clenching.
“You were so good,” he chuckled trying to wrap his arms around Aiba’s waist.
“Gotta go now, busy day tomorrow,” Aiba said as he wiped his stomach with the covers and hastily put his clothes back on. He didn’t wait for a response or anything as he ran out the house to catch the train back home.
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“So how was your date?” Nino asked from the couch as he played his game. Aiba only marched to the kitchen and took a long gulp of beer.
“Fucking gross,” he whined covering his eyes. “I need to take a hot, hot, hot shower,” he continued to complain. Nino laughed and paused his game to follow his distressed roommate.
“Aren’t you going to ask about my day?”
“What did you do?” Aiba asked as he stripped off his clothes. Both men didn’t mind being naked around each other seeming how they’ve had their nights of drunken sex, pity sex, and just plain old sex.
“Meet a man,” Nino beamed kneeling next to the tub as Aiba leaned back to relax in the semi-hot water.
“Oh gossip, do tell!”
“Well he’s an artist. He owns that empty gallery that was being renovated.”
“Sounds good. What else?”
“Well…that’s almost about it. He paints and sculpts. Some things get sold and that’s it.”
“Sounds boring.”
“But he’s not,” Nino smirked. “He’s kinky as hell.” Aiba giggled and flicked some water at him.
“How so?”
“Do you really want to know?”
“Sure, humor me.”
“Teeth, nails, slapping, spanking…and many more,” Nino sighed. Aiba shook his head in mock disappointment. The younger man had always found it easy to sleep with any guy and not feel ashamed about it. It also didn’t surprise him that he already slept with this lonely/kinky artist.
“What’s his name?”
“Ohno. Ohno Satoshi,” Nino paused and smiled. “He’s so great.”
“I bet he is,” Aiba said sarcastically.
“Fuck you. Oh wait somebody did and he didn’t do a good job,” Nino said sticking his tongue out and left the bathroom. Aiba closed his eyes and smiled. He’d rather deal with his bratty friend than any of the men he’s been with.
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The following day, Nino and Aiba decided to go out for some lunch at a local diner. Little did Aiba know it was the day everything changed.
“Going with the curry rice again?” Nino said poking fun at his friend.
“Fuck you and yes,” Aiba smiled looking at the drinks menu. Their waiter came up to them after 10 minutes had passed. Aiba shot him a quick glance before doing a double take.
“Hi, I’m Sakurai Sho and I’ll be your waiter,” he said giving them an award winning smile. Aiba smirked at Nino then back to Sho. “Are you ready to order?” he asked pulling out his small notepad.
“I’ll just have a hamburger and some Coke,” Nino said closing his menu.
“And you’ll have…?” Sho said turning to Aiba.
“I’ll have-”
“You’re number,” Nino said under his breath, cutting his friend off, and receiving a kick to the shin.
“Curry rice and a Pepsi,” Aiba finished giving Sho a sweet smile. Sho nodded with a faint blush across his cheeks. He took their menus and walked off trying not to turn around at the pair of eyes burning holes into what he hopes is his back.
“Your next victim,” Nino laughed.
“Not one nice thing came out your mouth today.”
“I’m reserving those for when it’s needed,” the gamer smiled. Their food arrived faster than usual causing Nino to joke about Sho wanting to see more of Aiba. They talked about some of Aiba’s failed dates and of course Nino’s favorite topic: sex.
When they finished their food, Nino (being sly as ever) managed to make Aiba pay for their meal. “That stupid man,” he muttered dropping the bills on the table, leaving Sho quite a tip.
“Who?” Sho’s voice said from behind Aiba. “Was I okay?” the waiter asked.
“What?”
“Well it was my first day after training and I thought I did bad,” Sho pouted making Aiba laugh.
“You were okay. I was just complaining about my friend. He said he was going to the bathroom.”
“Oh, he’s outside smoking,” Sho said pointing at the window where Nino was motioning to Aiba to get Sho’s number. When Aiba turned around Sho shoved a piece of paper in his hand before walking away. He opened it and laughed.
Since you might want your friend to shut up, here’s my number.
Aiba folded the piece of paper before leaving and chasing his idiotic friend down the street.