Locked Out
TITLE: Locked out
CHAPTER: OS
PAIRING: Sakurai x Aiba
RATING: R?
SUMMARY: It was three in the morning, and Aiba was standing outside Sho’s hotel room; his hair messy, a teddy bear in his arms, and no clothes except for a pair of rainbow coloured boxers.
“Sho-chan,” Aiba whined quietly, “I got locked out of my room,”
It was three in the morning, and Aiba was standing outside Sho’s hotel room; his hair messy, a teddy bear in his arms, and no clothes except for a pair of rainbow coloured boxers.
The older man sighed and opened the door wider, inviting Aiba inside. Aiba shuffled past him, his face sleepy.
Sho pulled on a pair of grey tracksuit bottoms as he shut the door and followed Aiba inside; it wasn’t that he felt uncomfortable in just his boxers with his band mate (they had seen each other in less before), but he just felt that he should probably wear more while he had company.
“How did you manage to get locked out?” He sighed as Aiba crawled into bed next to him, “And there is a spare bed there, why are you getting in with me?”
“I went to the toilet and turned right instead of left,” Aiba mumbled, ignoring the second question and pulling the covers up over his shoulders.
“You take your teddy to the toilet with you?” Sho asked, raising an eyebrow in the dark.
Aiba grunted in reply. It was well known within Arashi that Aiba took his tattered teddy bear everywhere with him; he’d had it since before they even debuted, and it was virtually flat from being squashed so much.
Sho sighed and closed his eyes, “Right. Well, goodnight,”
It felt like only an hour later that Sho was woken up by the air being squeezed from his lungs.
“Urgh, Aiba,” Sho mumbled, trying to roll over, “Get off,”
“I want to cuddle,” Aiba’s reply came quickly, his arms wrapping even further around Sho’s torso and his hair tickling his neck.
“Cuddle your teddy,”
“He fell on the floor. Too cold to find him,”
“Fine,” Sho sighed in resignation, lifting Aiba’s slowly wandering hands from his stomach to his ribs, “Just keep your hands above my hips,”
“Not fair,” Aiba huffed, his lips brushing Sho’s neck very gently. Sho shivered slightly, and Aiba moved closer.
“Did you plan this?” The older man asked, suddenly wide awake and suspicious.
“Not originally,” Aiba admitted, “But it’s starting to seem like a good plan,”
“You-!”
Sho’s sentence was cut off by Aiba’s lips pressing hard against his own, his tongue running along his bottom lip.
"Open up for me Sho-chan," Aiba breathed into Sho's lips. Sho had only a split seconds worth of hesitation, before he parted his lips for Aiba, kissing him back fiercely.
"Mmm, god!" Aiba pulled away with a gasp, "You've always been an amazing kisser, Sho-chan,"
"Really?" Sho asked, closing his eyes as Aiba's hand stroked down his chest and stomach and then into his tracksuit bottoms.
"Really," Aiba replied, lowering his head into Sho's neck and kissing along the hot skin. Sho moaned quietly when Aiba's hand palmed him through his boxers, giving him a delicious amount of friction on his slowly hardening member. However, when Aiba shifted his weight and began to pull at Sho's tracksuit bottoms, Sho hooked his legs around the slim mans waist and tugged him into the mattress.
"No way," He said, crawling on top of Aiba, "You're in my hotel room, in my bed, and you expect me to just lay there and let you have your way?"
"Well, no," Aiba smirked, "I was kinda expecting you to be on all fours, screaming my name; not just laying there,"
"All fours?" Sho chuckled, "Well, you can test the position for me, then," Sho grabbed Aiba by his hips and rolled him over, before lifting him and pushing his legs underneath him. Aiba yelped when Sho tugged his boxers down, revealing his tanned buttocks and letting the cool air wash over them.
"This plan is a major fail," Aiba sighed as Sho's hands smoothed over his skin and rubbed up his spine.
"For you, maybe," Sho mumbled, leaning forward and kissing along Aiba's back. Aiba shuddered in pleasure as Sho's soft lips touched his skin at the same time a long finger began to push inside his opening.
"Oh, Sho-chan," Aiba breathed, his eyes closed. Sho quickly added a second finger, and then a third as he stripped himself of his clothes one handed.
"H... Hurry up! I want more!" Aiba demanded quietly as Sho climbed onto the bed behind him.
Sho grunted in reply and removed his fingers completely, only to thrust them all back in again at once. Aiba cried out as Sho found his spot, and the older man quickly pulled out, before staring stupidly at his length resting on Aiba's ass cheek.
"Eh? What are you waiting for?" Aiba whined.
"I got nothing," He replied with a frown, trying to think of something they could use.
"I have, in my room," Aiba supplied helpfully.
"Didn't you get locked out of your room?" Sho said.
"Ah. Oh yeah. Um.. got any lotion or Vaseline or anything?"
"No,"
"Fuck it Sho, what kind of person doesn't have lube?!"
"Well.. I don't have lube... so... a super idol from Arashi?"
"Just use your spit," Aiba sighed, "So gross..."
"Not as gross as where I'm about to put my dick," Sho replied, slapping Aiba's ass cheek hard with his hand.
"Whatever, just hurry up and do it," Aiba sighed.
"For someone who didn't want to be on the receiving end, you're awfully impatient," Sho smirked, spitting on his hand and rubbing himself a few times. He spread Aiba's cheeks and held himself steady before pressing forward slowly.
"Urgh, fuck," Aiba groaned. Sho didn't stop moving until he was completely buried, and Aiba's legs were already trembling from slight pain and anticipation, "Mm... Move, Sho!"
Sho set a fast pace, his hips slamming back and forth into Aiba almost wildly. Aiba's constant cries and screams were quickly bringing him closer to the edge, and when he found Aiba's spot, the clenching around him nearly threw him off.
Determined not to be undone first, he reached underneath Aiba's body to grip his member firmly. Sure enough, with a couple of hard tugs, Aiba screamed his release onto the sheets below him. Sho moaned at the convulsing muscles around his length, and gripped Aiba's hips as he pounded their hips together, finally spilling his seed inside him.
He pulled out with a satisfied sigh, rubbing Aiba's back gently before they both fell sideways onto the bed.
Aiba wriggled further backwards into Sho's chest and away from the mess on the sheets.
"What the fuck am I supposed to say to the hotel staff when they come in to change the sheets?" Sho grumbled, "So embarrassing,"
Aiba giggled, "Don't say anything, pretend its not yours,"
"It's not, it's yours," Sho chuckled, "But that's the problem,"
"Whatever," Aiba relied, "Just go to sleep, we have a concert tonight,"
"My legs are gonna be aching later," Sho grumbled, wrapping his arms around Aiba's slim waist.
"But it was worth it?"
Sho hummed in reply, "Yeah, I guess. But next time you get locked out, don't knock on my door,”
"Sho-chan?" Aiba whispered, "I didn't get locked out. The card key is with my teddy on the floor,"
"Urgh, bastard," Sho smiled.
"You love it," Aiba giggled, "Now, go to sleep,"
"G'night," Sho mumbled, closing his eyes, the smile still on his lips.
"Night night, Sho-chan,"
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THE END!
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I do love Sakuraiba♥
CHAPTER: OS
PAIRING: Sakurai x Aiba
RATING: R?
SUMMARY: It was three in the morning, and Aiba was standing outside Sho’s hotel room; his hair messy, a teddy bear in his arms, and no clothes except for a pair of rainbow coloured boxers.
“Sho-chan,” Aiba whined quietly, “I got locked out of my room,”
It was three in the morning, and Aiba was standing outside Sho’s hotel room; his hair messy, a teddy bear in his arms, and no clothes except for a pair of rainbow coloured boxers.
The older man sighed and opened the door wider, inviting Aiba inside. Aiba shuffled past him, his face sleepy.
Sho pulled on a pair of grey tracksuit bottoms as he shut the door and followed Aiba inside; it wasn’t that he felt uncomfortable in just his boxers with his band mate (they had seen each other in less before), but he just felt that he should probably wear more while he had company.
“How did you manage to get locked out?” He sighed as Aiba crawled into bed next to him, “And there is a spare bed there, why are you getting in with me?”
“I went to the toilet and turned right instead of left,” Aiba mumbled, ignoring the second question and pulling the covers up over his shoulders.
“You take your teddy to the toilet with you?” Sho asked, raising an eyebrow in the dark.
Aiba grunted in reply. It was well known within Arashi that Aiba took his tattered teddy bear everywhere with him; he’d had it since before they even debuted, and it was virtually flat from being squashed so much.
Sho sighed and closed his eyes, “Right. Well, goodnight,”
It felt like only an hour later that Sho was woken up by the air being squeezed from his lungs.
“Urgh, Aiba,” Sho mumbled, trying to roll over, “Get off,”
“I want to cuddle,” Aiba’s reply came quickly, his arms wrapping even further around Sho’s torso and his hair tickling his neck.
“Cuddle your teddy,”
“He fell on the floor. Too cold to find him,”
“Fine,” Sho sighed in resignation, lifting Aiba’s slowly wandering hands from his stomach to his ribs, “Just keep your hands above my hips,”
“Not fair,” Aiba huffed, his lips brushing Sho’s neck very gently. Sho shivered slightly, and Aiba moved closer.
“Did you plan this?” The older man asked, suddenly wide awake and suspicious.
“Not originally,” Aiba admitted, “But it’s starting to seem like a good plan,”
“You-!”
Sho’s sentence was cut off by Aiba’s lips pressing hard against his own, his tongue running along his bottom lip.
"Open up for me Sho-chan," Aiba breathed into Sho's lips. Sho had only a split seconds worth of hesitation, before he parted his lips for Aiba, kissing him back fiercely.
"Mmm, god!" Aiba pulled away with a gasp, "You've always been an amazing kisser, Sho-chan,"
"Really?" Sho asked, closing his eyes as Aiba's hand stroked down his chest and stomach and then into his tracksuit bottoms.
"Really," Aiba replied, lowering his head into Sho's neck and kissing along the hot skin. Sho moaned quietly when Aiba's hand palmed him through his boxers, giving him a delicious amount of friction on his slowly hardening member. However, when Aiba shifted his weight and began to pull at Sho's tracksuit bottoms, Sho hooked his legs around the slim mans waist and tugged him into the mattress.
"No way," He said, crawling on top of Aiba, "You're in my hotel room, in my bed, and you expect me to just lay there and let you have your way?"
"Well, no," Aiba smirked, "I was kinda expecting you to be on all fours, screaming my name; not just laying there,"
"All fours?" Sho chuckled, "Well, you can test the position for me, then," Sho grabbed Aiba by his hips and rolled him over, before lifting him and pushing his legs underneath him. Aiba yelped when Sho tugged his boxers down, revealing his tanned buttocks and letting the cool air wash over them.
"This plan is a major fail," Aiba sighed as Sho's hands smoothed over his skin and rubbed up his spine.
"For you, maybe," Sho mumbled, leaning forward and kissing along Aiba's back. Aiba shuddered in pleasure as Sho's soft lips touched his skin at the same time a long finger began to push inside his opening.
"Oh, Sho-chan," Aiba breathed, his eyes closed. Sho quickly added a second finger, and then a third as he stripped himself of his clothes one handed.
"H... Hurry up! I want more!" Aiba demanded quietly as Sho climbed onto the bed behind him.
Sho grunted in reply and removed his fingers completely, only to thrust them all back in again at once. Aiba cried out as Sho found his spot, and the older man quickly pulled out, before staring stupidly at his length resting on Aiba's ass cheek.
"Eh? What are you waiting for?" Aiba whined.
"I got nothing," He replied with a frown, trying to think of something they could use.
"I have, in my room," Aiba supplied helpfully.
"Didn't you get locked out of your room?" Sho said.
"Ah. Oh yeah. Um.. got any lotion or Vaseline or anything?"
"No,"
"Fuck it Sho, what kind of person doesn't have lube?!"
"Well.. I don't have lube... so... a super idol from Arashi?"
"Just use your spit," Aiba sighed, "So gross..."
"Not as gross as where I'm about to put my dick," Sho replied, slapping Aiba's ass cheek hard with his hand.
"Whatever, just hurry up and do it," Aiba sighed.
"For someone who didn't want to be on the receiving end, you're awfully impatient," Sho smirked, spitting on his hand and rubbing himself a few times. He spread Aiba's cheeks and held himself steady before pressing forward slowly.
"Urgh, fuck," Aiba groaned. Sho didn't stop moving until he was completely buried, and Aiba's legs were already trembling from slight pain and anticipation, "Mm... Move, Sho!"
Sho set a fast pace, his hips slamming back and forth into Aiba almost wildly. Aiba's constant cries and screams were quickly bringing him closer to the edge, and when he found Aiba's spot, the clenching around him nearly threw him off.
Determined not to be undone first, he reached underneath Aiba's body to grip his member firmly. Sure enough, with a couple of hard tugs, Aiba screamed his release onto the sheets below him. Sho moaned at the convulsing muscles around his length, and gripped Aiba's hips as he pounded their hips together, finally spilling his seed inside him.
He pulled out with a satisfied sigh, rubbing Aiba's back gently before they both fell sideways onto the bed.
Aiba wriggled further backwards into Sho's chest and away from the mess on the sheets.
"What the fuck am I supposed to say to the hotel staff when they come in to change the sheets?" Sho grumbled, "So embarrassing,"
Aiba giggled, "Don't say anything, pretend its not yours,"
"It's not, it's yours," Sho chuckled, "But that's the problem,"
"Whatever," Aiba relied, "Just go to sleep, we have a concert tonight,"
"My legs are gonna be aching later," Sho grumbled, wrapping his arms around Aiba's slim waist.
"But it was worth it?"
Sho hummed in reply, "Yeah, I guess. But next time you get locked out, don't knock on my door,”
"Sho-chan?" Aiba whispered, "I didn't get locked out. The card key is with my teddy on the floor,"
"Urgh, bastard," Sho smiled.
"You love it," Aiba giggled, "Now, go to sleep,"
"G'night," Sho mumbled, closing his eyes, the smile still on his lips.
"Night night, Sho-chan,"
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THE END!
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I do love Sakuraiba♥