[One-Shot] Afternoon Nap
When Wataru opened the door and discovered two of his younger band mates sleeping in the corner of the room, he smiled and closed the door, deciding to let them sleep. He’d be able to go and have lunch with the others without his hat, he guessed.
As soon as the door closed, Senga, one of the room’s occupants, opened his eyes again. He hadn’t really been sleeping…he’d waited for this moment.
“Nika-chan! Wake up!”
“NnNh?!?” the other blinked his eyes open slowly, still tired. “What is it Sen-chan?” not that he minded waking up to the face of his boyfriend and said boyfriend practically lying on top of him but he had wanted to sleep…the stupid teacher had assigned them too much homework and he’d stayed up a good deal of the night to finish it in time…and he hadn’t been able to sleep in class because all of the subjects he’d had today had required his attention…
Senga pouted a little, “Don’t be so grumpy! Please…?”
His words were accompanied by his hand, which was moving up Nikaido’s legs and then disappeared under the other’s shirt, stroking a firm stomach…
“…!!” his boyfriend had his undivided attention now. Sleep could wait for a little bit longer…
Pushing himself up into a semi-sitting position, he smirked, “Depends on whether I’ll like what comes next or not…” Not waiting for Senga’s reaction, Nikaido just leant forward and grabbed the other by his shoulders, pressing their lips together in a passionate kiss.
If Senga started something…it meant the coast was clear. Here in the changing room was one of the few places where they could be together without too much fear of being discovered…everywhere else meant too many pairs of prying eyes. They had had to limit their choice of locations to either the changing rooms or dark karaoke rooms…
“We don’t have too long…!”
“I know…”
Depending on the location was the nature of their actions…and since there was a time limit, everything was done in a rush…a rush nourished and driven by need…
Almost in no time, both boys had one of their hands in the respective other’s pants, stroking, tugging…in between a few sloppy kisses, tongues running over each other…
“NNhhh!! N-Nika-chan!!”
“I know! I know! No more foreplay…”
They struggled to get out of their clothes and Nikaido sucked on a few of his fingers, coating them thickly with his saliva, before pushing them into his love, starting with one and then adding up to three.
By the time he pulled them out and replayed them, Senga was moaning lewdly, begging him to do it already. Not one to deny the other such a wish, Nikaido pushed himself in. Tight heat enveloped him but he did not rest to relish in it and enjoy the sensation. Time was working against them…
Hoisting his friend up, so that Senga was sitting in his lap, Nikaido pressed their bodies closer. While they kissed again, one of his hands found its way to his love’s member again and starting tugging it in time with their movements. Feeling the hot flesh pulsating in his hand, he was prepared for the other’s orgasm, thus, holding onto the other and thrusting his hips up even more.
And then Senga clenched around him and spilled himself over his hand and their stomachs. The pressure and his own lust sent him to follow after his friend not too much later, releasing himself deep inside the younger boy.
Panting heavily after the deed was done, he made a grab for the box of tissues.
“Nh…”
“Sleep?”
“Nhh…”
“I agree.”
“Nnhh…”
“I know…I love you, too.”
The next thing Nikaido felt was how he was nudged into the side roughly. “Oi! The two of you! I can’t believe you slept all through the break…!! You couldn’t have been THAT tired??”
Wataru looked at him when he opened his eyes, raising an eyebrow inquiringly.
“Hi Wataru…” he smiled at the other sleepily. Any further attempt to say something was stopped by a yawn. Then, he poked his friend, who was half lying on top of him - again. “Oi, Sen-chan…”
“nNnnh!”
“He says ‘5 more minutes…!’”
“nnnnh…”
“And if you could please close the door, it’s getting chilly inside…”
Eyebrow twitching slightly, Wataru went to pull the door close, after a very bemused looking Taisuke had entered the room as well, followed by Hiromitsu.
“Nika-chan is the only one who can translate ‘Senga-Speech’…” Taisuke grinned.
Hiromitsu joined him, “I still don’t know how he does it…”
“nhhhh.”
“Sen-chan says he thinks that this is for us to know and for you to never find out.”
OWARI
As soon as the door closed, Senga, one of the room’s occupants, opened his eyes again. He hadn’t really been sleeping…he’d waited for this moment.
“Nika-chan! Wake up!”
“NnNh?!?” the other blinked his eyes open slowly, still tired. “What is it Sen-chan?” not that he minded waking up to the face of his boyfriend and said boyfriend practically lying on top of him but he had wanted to sleep…the stupid teacher had assigned them too much homework and he’d stayed up a good deal of the night to finish it in time…and he hadn’t been able to sleep in class because all of the subjects he’d had today had required his attention…
Senga pouted a little, “Don’t be so grumpy! Please…?”
His words were accompanied by his hand, which was moving up Nikaido’s legs and then disappeared under the other’s shirt, stroking a firm stomach…
“…!!” his boyfriend had his undivided attention now. Sleep could wait for a little bit longer…
Pushing himself up into a semi-sitting position, he smirked, “Depends on whether I’ll like what comes next or not…” Not waiting for Senga’s reaction, Nikaido just leant forward and grabbed the other by his shoulders, pressing their lips together in a passionate kiss.
If Senga started something…it meant the coast was clear. Here in the changing room was one of the few places where they could be together without too much fear of being discovered…everywhere else meant too many pairs of prying eyes. They had had to limit their choice of locations to either the changing rooms or dark karaoke rooms…
“We don’t have too long…!”
“I know…”
Depending on the location was the nature of their actions…and since there was a time limit, everything was done in a rush…a rush nourished and driven by need…
Almost in no time, both boys had one of their hands in the respective other’s pants, stroking, tugging…in between a few sloppy kisses, tongues running over each other…
“NNhhh!! N-Nika-chan!!”
“I know! I know! No more foreplay…”
They struggled to get out of their clothes and Nikaido sucked on a few of his fingers, coating them thickly with his saliva, before pushing them into his love, starting with one and then adding up to three.
By the time he pulled them out and replayed them, Senga was moaning lewdly, begging him to do it already. Not one to deny the other such a wish, Nikaido pushed himself in. Tight heat enveloped him but he did not rest to relish in it and enjoy the sensation. Time was working against them…
Hoisting his friend up, so that Senga was sitting in his lap, Nikaido pressed their bodies closer. While they kissed again, one of his hands found its way to his love’s member again and starting tugging it in time with their movements. Feeling the hot flesh pulsating in his hand, he was prepared for the other’s orgasm, thus, holding onto the other and thrusting his hips up even more.
And then Senga clenched around him and spilled himself over his hand and their stomachs. The pressure and his own lust sent him to follow after his friend not too much later, releasing himself deep inside the younger boy.
Panting heavily after the deed was done, he made a grab for the box of tissues.
“Nh…”
“Sleep?”
“Nhh…”
“I agree.”
“Nnhh…”
“I know…I love you, too.”
The next thing Nikaido felt was how he was nudged into the side roughly. “Oi! The two of you! I can’t believe you slept all through the break…!! You couldn’t have been THAT tired??”
Wataru looked at him when he opened his eyes, raising an eyebrow inquiringly.
“Hi Wataru…” he smiled at the other sleepily. Any further attempt to say something was stopped by a yawn. Then, he poked his friend, who was half lying on top of him - again. “Oi, Sen-chan…”
“nNnnh!”
“He says ‘5 more minutes…!’”
“nnnnh…”
“And if you could please close the door, it’s getting chilly inside…”
Eyebrow twitching slightly, Wataru went to pull the door close, after a very bemused looking Taisuke had entered the room as well, followed by Hiromitsu.
“Nika-chan is the only one who can translate ‘Senga-Speech’…” Taisuke grinned.
Hiromitsu joined him, “I still don’t know how he does it…”
“nhhhh.”
“Sen-chan says he thinks that this is for us to know and for you to never find out.”
OWARI