[fanfic] Don't feed the animals! - Kei/Mikaru (Dio - distraught overlord)
Title: Don't feed the animals!
Author: ladyrevania
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: malexmale sex, swearing
Pairing: Kei/Mikaru (Dio - distraught overlord)
Disclaimer: I own no one, don't put me into jail *teary eyes*
Summary: Kei and Mikaru had a little competition. Whose penis is bigger, wins.
A/N: I translated it from polish and I hope there aren't any strange parts, sometimes I was confused and I didn't know how to translate some things...
Kei sat on the couch, trying to catch his breath. Their live was exhausting, but they did their best. The guitarist was content, he liked when the fans appreciated his hard work.
There was pretty quiet around, until Mikaru entered the changing room.
"The fuck? You're insane, why are you so happy? You're exhausted, everyone is and you have the strength to lay on the couch, like you were sunbathing and laugh. I don't understand you." The vocalist said and sat next to his bandmate. "Fuck, everything hurts me. Anyone, go and bring me a beer, because I'm going to collapse."
The delicate looking woman from the staff quickly went out of the room, to meet a Mikaru's demand.
"Don't you think, you should move your ass and bring it yourself? These people aren't your servants." Kei sighed, got up from his seat and took the bottle of mineral water, which suppresses the thirst much quicker than beer.
"I'm tired and I'm almost dying... Just look at me, can't you see?"
The guitarist looked at Mikaru, who was looking as good as always.
"I can only see you should take off your costume and take a shower, instead of saying bullshit." He replied, laughing at his friend.
"Stop talking big, because you should do exactly the same thing." The vocalist grinned, knowing he's right. A while later he got his beer, which quenched his short temper.
Half naked, drying his hair Ivy entered the changing room. He immediately looked at Mikaru.
"Who gave you a beer? I told you, don't feed the animals. Better take a shower, instead of drinking." Kei also got his attention. "You should do that too, if you don't want to die from overheating, because of this latex... and actually it stinks..."
"Are you a peer or what?" The vocalist quickly finished his beer, got up, approached the guitarist and grabbed his forearm. "Let's go, otherwise Ivy will faint, because of all this uproar."
"Where are we going?" Kei asked, getting up from the coach.
"You told me I should take a shower, so we're going to the bathroom."
"Wha... Do I have to go there with yourself?!"
"Why not?"
"Oh, well... Whatever..." The guitarist sighed, when he realized it's better to give up, because Mikaru can be really annoying when he doesn't get what he wants, which irritates Kei a lot.
They took their toiletries and Mikaru grabbed a lone, abandoned glass of vodka from the table, emptied it and put down on the wooden surface, with a loud thud. Kei laughed, noticing that his friend is probably tipsy. Ivy was right, they shouldn't feed the animals, because their alcohol tolerance is low.
They entered the bathroom, there were a basin, toilet bowl and the shower. Kei sat down on the lid, took off the mirror and make-up remover.
"You go first." Me mumbled to Mikaru and started removing the black shadow from his right eye.
There was really quiet for a while, but suddenly the vocalist waved his hand in front of his friend.
"Kei... Help me with it, please..." He pointed at his costume. "I can't unbuckle it."
"You shouldn't have drunk so much." The guitarist said, put all his things down, got up and started unfastening lots of buckles and zippers of Mikaru's costume. He protested, though, when his friend begged him to help with taking off the pants, because he realized the vocalist is taking it too far. He sat on the toilet bowl back and continued removing his make up. Mikaru pouted, took off his pants somehow and went to the shower.
When the guitarist finished his activity and started stripping, the Mikaru's head appeared from behind the shower curtain.
"Kei, help me to wash my face." He looked pleadingly at his friend and pointed at the smudged make up.
"Are you a baby or something like that? Do it yourself." Kei snorted and started watching his mirror image, not looking into the direction where the vocalist was.
"Kei, please... my make up won't hurt you! I didn't take the remover... and I might slip in the shower, hit my head really bad and even break my nose. How could I show people my face, with a band aid on it? If you won't come here, I'm going to..."
"Ok, I WILL help you, but then you leave me alone, understood?!" Kei hated when the vocalist bothered him with such bullshit, so he just gave up and stopped discussing. He approached Mikaru, holding cotton pads and remover, then wiped make up from his face. When he finished, he wanted to go back to his spot, but Mikaru quickly dragged him to the shower. Guitarist was surprised when he noticed Mikaru is aroused.
"Don't stare at me like I were a ghost." His friend said, in a normal way, like sober people talk.
"Better look at your little cock." Kei suggested.
"It's not little. Yours is smaller!" Mikaru pouted.
"Stop telling me bullshit. If it was erected, it would be bigger."
"Let's check it. If it's smaller, you will run down the corridor naked. Do you agree?
"Oh come on, how do you want to check it? I can agree, but when you lose, you will be bringing me beer, wearing a maid's outfit, for one month." Kei said, not being sure what Mikaru was thinking about.
"Deal... and don't stare at me like I were a ghost, I told you."
Mikaru came closer to the guitarist, pushed all his body against Kei's and kissed him.
"What are you doing?" Surprised Kei asked.
"I have to turn you on somehow. Stop complaining, I won't tell anyone about it."
"Well, ok." The guitarist relaxed and closed his eyes. He realized that this situation was indeed arousing. The warm water was falling down on their heads and he was feeling the warm breath of Mikaru, who was caressing Kei's skin with his tongue. The guitarist knew they shouldn't have been doing it, because such activities should be a thing for man and woman, not two guys, but this time he decided to forget about it, even for a while, to not regret anything. No one, except them two will know about it and they didn't have the other choice anyway. Maybe their bet was silly, but Kei really wanted to convince Mikaru he's going to win. If he refused, the vocalist would pick on him.
Surprised, he noticed Mikaru's hand landed on his cock. The vocalist with no warning started stroking it, up and down, with a high speed. Kei moaned, because it was turning him on, but then his friend stopped.
"Let's check who's the winner now." Mikaru said and stood next to the guitarist. They were staring at their penises carefully and after a while Kei laughed loudly.
"Yours is smaller! I told you!"
"Oh, shut up! It's an accident. You probably use some device to enlarge it, cheater."
"I won and don't even try to tell it's otherwise. We're going shopping tomorrow. I saw a nice gothic lolita store nearby, they sell maid outfits for sure." The guitarist smiled widely.
They stopped talking for a while, only looked at their penises, who were still erected.
"Kei... I think we should do something with it, because if we ignore them, it will hurt later..." Mikaru said. - Of course, the secret won't leave this room."
"I think you're right." His friend replied.
The vocalist understood these worlds as a permission to everything he was going to do. He knelt in front of Kei and slowly licked the tip of his penis, before taking it to the mouth. First, the guitarist wanted to push him away and ask what he's doing, because it wasn't an activity which was needed to help them with their competition, but he realized that rejecting it, would be the worst thing he could do, the pleasure was just too intense. Suddenly, Mikaru stopped doing it and got up.
"I want you to do something." He grabbed Kei's hand and put it between his legs. "Put your finger in there." He asked.
"B...but... won't it hurt you?"
"Oh, yeah, I forgot." Mikaru bent down and took a bottle of lotion, poured a bit on his friend's hand and threw the thing on the ground. "Now it shouldn't."
Kei wasn't so sure about it, but he did what the vocalist told him. When Mikaru asked to add second and third finger, he did that too. He still wasn't sure what's the purpose of all these activities, because it wasn't pleasurable for his friend, he winced, like it wasn't a nice feeling.
"What now?" He asked, when he didn't know what to do next.
Mikaru rested one of his legs on the guitarist's hip.
"Now, put your cock there and just fuck me like you do it with women. Of course, I'm not one of them, don't even think about it." He chuckled.
"Well, you lack boobs and you have something little between your legs..." Kei joked, then carefully and slowly entered Mikaru. The vocalist rested the other leg on his hip, allowing him to have a better access to his ass and relying more on his strength at the same time. After a while, Kei shoved his dick inside, forcefully and Mikaru moaned really loud, stopping to control himself and his reactions. He only mumbled to his friend to do it faster, closed his eyes and concentrated on the pleasure he was experiencing, groaning audibly. His aroused cock was brushing the guitarist's chest in the same rhytm as his strokes, which made him enjoy everything even more.
Kei reached his climax first, gasping silently and he put his dick out of Mikaru, breathing heavily.
"Finish your job." The vocalist grabbed his wrist firmly and put Kei's hand on his penis.
He understood the hint and with a fast pace, he quickly made him come. Mikaru cummed on his hand, then knelt and started licking it off. Kei really liked this act of submission.
When they came back to the changing room after taking the shower, they noticed Ivy sitting on the couch.
"Where were you? Everyone left me alone, I was bored! Denka went somewhere too." He pouted.
The vocalist wanted to tell him something, but Kei poked his arm with the elbow and he gave him a fake explanation.
"This idiot drank too much and he was puking, that's why we were absent for such a long time. You were right, it's better to not feed the animals!"
Then he went to take a bag with his belongings, ignoring Mikaru, who decided to give up, even if he wasn't drunk, tipsy, nor sick. He knew he can get his revenge in a different, sexual way. He had to make Kei realize it wasn't a one time thing...
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If you liked it, leave a comment, please ^^. I know most people like seme!Mikaru, but I think Kei is too tall and too big to be his uke, seriously XD
Author: ladyrevania
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: malexmale sex, swearing
Pairing: Kei/Mikaru (Dio - distraught overlord)
Disclaimer: I own no one, don't put me into jail *teary eyes*
Summary: Kei and Mikaru had a little competition. Whose penis is bigger, wins.
A/N: I translated it from polish and I hope there aren't any strange parts, sometimes I was confused and I didn't know how to translate some things...
Kei sat on the couch, trying to catch his breath. Their live was exhausting, but they did their best. The guitarist was content, he liked when the fans appreciated his hard work.
There was pretty quiet around, until Mikaru entered the changing room.
"The fuck? You're insane, why are you so happy? You're exhausted, everyone is and you have the strength to lay on the couch, like you were sunbathing and laugh. I don't understand you." The vocalist said and sat next to his bandmate. "Fuck, everything hurts me. Anyone, go and bring me a beer, because I'm going to collapse."
The delicate looking woman from the staff quickly went out of the room, to meet a Mikaru's demand.
"Don't you think, you should move your ass and bring it yourself? These people aren't your servants." Kei sighed, got up from his seat and took the bottle of mineral water, which suppresses the thirst much quicker than beer.
"I'm tired and I'm almost dying... Just look at me, can't you see?"
The guitarist looked at Mikaru, who was looking as good as always.
"I can only see you should take off your costume and take a shower, instead of saying bullshit." He replied, laughing at his friend.
"Stop talking big, because you should do exactly the same thing." The vocalist grinned, knowing he's right. A while later he got his beer, which quenched his short temper.
Half naked, drying his hair Ivy entered the changing room. He immediately looked at Mikaru.
"Who gave you a beer? I told you, don't feed the animals. Better take a shower, instead of drinking." Kei also got his attention. "You should do that too, if you don't want to die from overheating, because of this latex... and actually it stinks..."
"Are you a peer or what?" The vocalist quickly finished his beer, got up, approached the guitarist and grabbed his forearm. "Let's go, otherwise Ivy will faint, because of all this uproar."
"Where are we going?" Kei asked, getting up from the coach.
"You told me I should take a shower, so we're going to the bathroom."
"Wha... Do I have to go there with yourself?!"
"Why not?"
"Oh, well... Whatever..." The guitarist sighed, when he realized it's better to give up, because Mikaru can be really annoying when he doesn't get what he wants, which irritates Kei a lot.
They took their toiletries and Mikaru grabbed a lone, abandoned glass of vodka from the table, emptied it and put down on the wooden surface, with a loud thud. Kei laughed, noticing that his friend is probably tipsy. Ivy was right, they shouldn't feed the animals, because their alcohol tolerance is low.
They entered the bathroom, there were a basin, toilet bowl and the shower. Kei sat down on the lid, took off the mirror and make-up remover.
"You go first." Me mumbled to Mikaru and started removing the black shadow from his right eye.
There was really quiet for a while, but suddenly the vocalist waved his hand in front of his friend.
"Kei... Help me with it, please..." He pointed at his costume. "I can't unbuckle it."
"You shouldn't have drunk so much." The guitarist said, put all his things down, got up and started unfastening lots of buckles and zippers of Mikaru's costume. He protested, though, when his friend begged him to help with taking off the pants, because he realized the vocalist is taking it too far. He sat on the toilet bowl back and continued removing his make up. Mikaru pouted, took off his pants somehow and went to the shower.
When the guitarist finished his activity and started stripping, the Mikaru's head appeared from behind the shower curtain.
"Kei, help me to wash my face." He looked pleadingly at his friend and pointed at the smudged make up.
"Are you a baby or something like that? Do it yourself." Kei snorted and started watching his mirror image, not looking into the direction where the vocalist was.
"Kei, please... my make up won't hurt you! I didn't take the remover... and I might slip in the shower, hit my head really bad and even break my nose. How could I show people my face, with a band aid on it? If you won't come here, I'm going to..."
"Ok, I WILL help you, but then you leave me alone, understood?!" Kei hated when the vocalist bothered him with such bullshit, so he just gave up and stopped discussing. He approached Mikaru, holding cotton pads and remover, then wiped make up from his face. When he finished, he wanted to go back to his spot, but Mikaru quickly dragged him to the shower. Guitarist was surprised when he noticed Mikaru is aroused.
"Don't stare at me like I were a ghost." His friend said, in a normal way, like sober people talk.
"Better look at your little cock." Kei suggested.
"It's not little. Yours is smaller!" Mikaru pouted.
"Stop telling me bullshit. If it was erected, it would be bigger."
"Let's check it. If it's smaller, you will run down the corridor naked. Do you agree?
"Oh come on, how do you want to check it? I can agree, but when you lose, you will be bringing me beer, wearing a maid's outfit, for one month." Kei said, not being sure what Mikaru was thinking about.
"Deal... and don't stare at me like I were a ghost, I told you."
Mikaru came closer to the guitarist, pushed all his body against Kei's and kissed him.
"What are you doing?" Surprised Kei asked.
"I have to turn you on somehow. Stop complaining, I won't tell anyone about it."
"Well, ok." The guitarist relaxed and closed his eyes. He realized that this situation was indeed arousing. The warm water was falling down on their heads and he was feeling the warm breath of Mikaru, who was caressing Kei's skin with his tongue. The guitarist knew they shouldn't have been doing it, because such activities should be a thing for man and woman, not two guys, but this time he decided to forget about it, even for a while, to not regret anything. No one, except them two will know about it and they didn't have the other choice anyway. Maybe their bet was silly, but Kei really wanted to convince Mikaru he's going to win. If he refused, the vocalist would pick on him.
Surprised, he noticed Mikaru's hand landed on his cock. The vocalist with no warning started stroking it, up and down, with a high speed. Kei moaned, because it was turning him on, but then his friend stopped.
"Let's check who's the winner now." Mikaru said and stood next to the guitarist. They were staring at their penises carefully and after a while Kei laughed loudly.
"Yours is smaller! I told you!"
"Oh, shut up! It's an accident. You probably use some device to enlarge it, cheater."
"I won and don't even try to tell it's otherwise. We're going shopping tomorrow. I saw a nice gothic lolita store nearby, they sell maid outfits for sure." The guitarist smiled widely.
They stopped talking for a while, only looked at their penises, who were still erected.
"Kei... I think we should do something with it, because if we ignore them, it will hurt later..." Mikaru said. - Of course, the secret won't leave this room."
"I think you're right." His friend replied.
The vocalist understood these worlds as a permission to everything he was going to do. He knelt in front of Kei and slowly licked the tip of his penis, before taking it to the mouth. First, the guitarist wanted to push him away and ask what he's doing, because it wasn't an activity which was needed to help them with their competition, but he realized that rejecting it, would be the worst thing he could do, the pleasure was just too intense. Suddenly, Mikaru stopped doing it and got up.
"I want you to do something." He grabbed Kei's hand and put it between his legs. "Put your finger in there." He asked.
"B...but... won't it hurt you?"
"Oh, yeah, I forgot." Mikaru bent down and took a bottle of lotion, poured a bit on his friend's hand and threw the thing on the ground. "Now it shouldn't."
Kei wasn't so sure about it, but he did what the vocalist told him. When Mikaru asked to add second and third finger, he did that too. He still wasn't sure what's the purpose of all these activities, because it wasn't pleasurable for his friend, he winced, like it wasn't a nice feeling.
"What now?" He asked, when he didn't know what to do next.
Mikaru rested one of his legs on the guitarist's hip.
"Now, put your cock there and just fuck me like you do it with women. Of course, I'm not one of them, don't even think about it." He chuckled.
"Well, you lack boobs and you have something little between your legs..." Kei joked, then carefully and slowly entered Mikaru. The vocalist rested the other leg on his hip, allowing him to have a better access to his ass and relying more on his strength at the same time. After a while, Kei shoved his dick inside, forcefully and Mikaru moaned really loud, stopping to control himself and his reactions. He only mumbled to his friend to do it faster, closed his eyes and concentrated on the pleasure he was experiencing, groaning audibly. His aroused cock was brushing the guitarist's chest in the same rhytm as his strokes, which made him enjoy everything even more.
Kei reached his climax first, gasping silently and he put his dick out of Mikaru, breathing heavily.
"Finish your job." The vocalist grabbed his wrist firmly and put Kei's hand on his penis.
He understood the hint and with a fast pace, he quickly made him come. Mikaru cummed on his hand, then knelt and started licking it off. Kei really liked this act of submission.
When they came back to the changing room after taking the shower, they noticed Ivy sitting on the couch.
"Where were you? Everyone left me alone, I was bored! Denka went somewhere too." He pouted.
The vocalist wanted to tell him something, but Kei poked his arm with the elbow and he gave him a fake explanation.
"This idiot drank too much and he was puking, that's why we were absent for such a long time. You were right, it's better to not feed the animals!"
Then he went to take a bag with his belongings, ignoring Mikaru, who decided to give up, even if he wasn't drunk, tipsy, nor sick. He knew he can get his revenge in a different, sexual way. He had to make Kei realize it wasn't a one time thing...
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If you liked it, leave a comment, please ^^. I know most people like seme!Mikaru, but I think Kei is too tall and too big to be his uke, seriously XD