Electricity [KAI / REITA] - ONE SHOT
Title: Electricity
Chapters: One Shot
Author: luna_no_koibito
Genre: smut
Warnings: sexing, cursing
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Reita / Kai
Bands: The GazettE
Disclaimer: I don't own them, and don't wish I did because I'd be sorry for what could befall them （・＿・；）！
Summary: After their Tokyo Dome performance Kai is still too excited; and wants to be calmed down.
Comment: This is a late Christmas PRESENT FOR ALL MY READERS, thank you so much for reading!!
Electricity
They'd successfully maid their entrance, exit from the Tokyo Dome, they were now officially starts of the Japanese music industry, yet; it hadn't been enough. They'd effortlessly brought together fifty-five thousand people for a single night, made half scream and cry in excitement, one-fourth act like they could have fainted for the over excitement, an eight went completely crazy, and the one girl in the front right corner seemed to have actually fainted, or so had declared Aoi, yet, even that; hadn't been enough. Differently from how it had always been in the past, he was still incredibly charged, in fact, it almost felt as if their performance had the opposite effect. And now that it was all over, now that they all seem to tired to even want to continue being a rock-star the following day, how was he to release all the surplus energy?
“You, take responsibility” Yutaka firmly blurted out the instant the blond had closed the door to their room.
“Excuse me?” Akira lightly smirked, once he'd turned around, bemusedly staring at the brunette.
“I need you to fix this.” continued the brunette, vaguely pointing at his whole body, while burning his gaze on the blond, who was silently staring back at the brunette as if he were something he should fear; and oh wasn't he right “So? Are you just going to stand there? ...” newly inquired the brunette, calmly and calculatedly walking towards the blond, whom he roughly pushed against the door, while amusingly observing the blond's wide-eyed speechless expression. Yutaka was perfectly aware of the seriousness in his voice, and mannerism, he knew that for the blond it might have felt as if he was truly irritated about something, and perhaps even hurt him, not like he'd ever before, and obviously he didn't intend to either; though, he couldn't quite guarantee that “... I said take fucking responsibility, wasn't I clear enough?” he hissed, as the taller skeptically squinted his eyes on the brunette's carefully analyze him, and slowly shaking his head soon after.
“Is this ...- began he blond, forcefully pulling the brunette closer by the collar of his shirt, and whispering on the brunette's lips “... the way to ask for a favor, your-ma-je-sty?” he finally inquired, purposely giving more emphasis on the words 'your majesty 'while smugly smiling at the brunette, following which he slowly grazed his lips from the corner of Yutaka's mouth all the way to his ear “... I think it's time to get you off that fucking throne of yours” he then hissed into said ear, as the brunette merely smirked, while gracefully passing his hand from bassist chest stopping on his neck.
“I've been off the fucking throne for a couple of hours now, I am standing right in front of you can't you see it? ...” Yutaka coolly whispered into the blond's exposed ear, slowly sneaking away his hand from the other's neck to suddenly slap away the hand that was still on the collar of his own shirt “... I say what I want, the way I want it, I said take fucking responsibility and do it now, don't make me repeat myself twice … bit-ch” amusingly added the brunette, this time being the one to challengingly put emphasis on his 'endearing' pet name for the other.
“Mmmm ...” hummed the bassist in feign surprise, giving him a an accurate once-over and “... I might really get angry you know? … You don't want to ruin our Chrstimas do you?”he rhetorically inquired with a pretense sorrowful pout.
“Christmas was two days ago Akira ...” swiftly and plainly informed the brunette, slowly getting off the blond, deliberately looking away from him, while displaying the best disappointed expression that his incredibly mischievous mind was suggesting at the moment “... and right now I you are turning out to be somewhat of a let down, shouldn't be too hard to do as told, but whatever, I'll go look for someone else who can do a much, excuse me ...” nonchalantly concluded the brunette, rolling his eyes, while attempting to effortlessly push the blond off the door, when his right arm was suddenly grabbed, and he was slammed against the nearest wall, not too hard to hurt, but hard enough to charge him more than what he already was.
“Now ...” Akira lowly hissed, releasing his grip around the other's arm, after which he calmly fixed the collar of the brunette's shirt, and straightened the shirt itself “... I am angry” he sternly declared, a few second after which he smugly smirked, grabbing the brunette's chin, and lunching himself on his exposed neck with the fierce of vampire, who hadn't drunk in a hundred years.
“Nhhh ...” wantonly hissed the brunette, diving his right hand through the blond's not-styled locks, absently massaging his scalp, while rejoicing to the fact that he was about to get what he wanted, and to the degree he needed it. Forceful and, somewhat, painful attention; the perfect way to deal with the levels of uncontrollable passion running though his veins “... that's … the worst place to give me a hickey that ... has the potential to make my neck look like Aoi's ... in No.[666] ...” smugly attempted to point out the brunette.
“Shut the fuck up” plainly ordered the blond, slowly moving back to the brunette's neck blond, keeping his eyes low to proudly observe his successfully and quite visibly placed love mark “... that's what you get for acting like a fucking cunt, and I'll ram down into you like one” hissed the blond, receiving a quick smirk in reply from the brunette. Before Yutaka could say anything, the bassist seized the brunette's arm and strongly dragged him towards one of the single beds, where he released his grip, making the younger ungracefully drop on it “On the floor” kept ordering the blond, but the drummer merely looked up at him with a skeptical expression, and a finical smirk.
“Make me ...” amusingly requested the brunette, childishly swinging his legs of the bed.
“Your wish ... is my command ...” coolly replied the blond, leaning over the brunette, while keeping himself up with both his hands on the bed, passionately kissing the brunette, whom was greatly enjoying the deepens of such physical reply, when all of a sudden the other's lips detached, and he felt his long extensions being pulled. Why exactly there were times in which he got so aroused by this type of treatment, was still a complete mystery to himself; but he loved it, his lover knew it, and played the role perfectly “... You do understand that you are not the only one getting aroused by this right? ...” lewdly stated the blond, staring down at the brunette, who was now seated on the floor by the bed's feet, amusingly looking up at the bassist, whom was hurriedly unzipping his pants, and wasted no time in bringing out his reddened and itching muscle, holding in front of the brunette like he would with a much awaited prize “... I believe I don't need to tell you what to do, am I wrong?” he then condescendingly questioned.
Calmly getting on his knees, the drummer slowly moistened his lips in a rather loyal imitation of Ruki in Anata no Tame no Kono Inochi, after which he use his right hand to grab his lover's erection, and making sure to look up at the blond, he opened his mouth, darted hi tongue out and tapped its head on it. Then, closing his grip around its shaft he began to slowly suck on said head, lewdly moaning in the processes as he went deeper and deeper down the muscle. Akira, who had been unwaveringly kept his gaze locked with the drummer's, seemed to be making a hell of an effort to just not close those already more than half-way closed lids, as he groaned, and finally resolved in placing his hand on the bruentte's head to keep his head steady as he followed his instinct to thrust into the younger's mouth.
“Try that again ...” suddenly warned the brunette, pulling away from the now completely hardened muscle, which he was vigorously pumping in his hands “... and the next time I'll bite it off” declared the brunette, making the blond thrust once and firmly inside his hand, as he challengingly looked down at the drummer, who lowly smirked in feign amusement “... you think I am kidding” inquired the brunette, spitting on the erection, and continuing his massaging routine
“I think that your main objective of tonight is to have that one hole filled up, so I will have you know that in order to do that ... it would be in your best interest to leave my junk attached … your-majesty” replied the blond in pretense apology, once again thrusting into the brunette's hand, who dropped the muscle, and lowered in-between his legs, pulling down the boxers lower, and carefully grabbing the blond's sack with his teeth “... ngh ...” lowly groaned the blond, as the brunette began to avidly suck on it.
“Always so altruist are we not? ...” sarcastically observed the brunette, now massaging the blond's sack in his hands. Dropping the present organ, he then helped the blond out of his lower garment, got to his feet, and placing his arms around the taller's neck he fervently kissed him, while taking steps backwards, dragging him on the bed, as the other began to unbutton his shirt “... and you'd be surprised to how much altruist I can also be …” he then informed, as his own shirt was being carelessly thrown to the floor.
“Is that so? ...” mechanically replied the blond, as he proceeded to randomly places kisses, and suck around the brunette's chest, while readily positioned in-between his opened legs.
“Yup I am ...” Yutaka flaunted with a moan, as the blond bean to tamper with his nipples “... for example … I so happen to have bought flavored lube, and special condoms … I kept them in the bathroom drawer … and … nhhh … I seriously assumed you would have find the by now, but … yeah ...” informed the brunette, as he observe the blond getting on his heal to remove his t-shirt, throw it to the side, and lean over the brunette's face, to peck his lips.
“Oh how kind of you ...” sardonically whispered the blond on Yutaka's lips, seizing the brunette's bottom lips between his teeth and lightly biting it “... then let me go get my 'present', and when I get back, unnecessary clothing, meaning all of it, better be gone ...” instructed the blond, getting off the bed, and walking toward the bathroom, under the drummer's incredibly pleased expression.
Beyond the sensuality of their present situation, the perfection of his partner, and his already aroused state, Yutaka felt like he was about to meltdown. He was, at the present moment, in his present state, overcharged, with too much of whatever he couldn't properly explain. If it were a mere issue of himself being horny, he wouldn't have need to provoke the other as much, in fact, he could have jerked himself off if worst came to worst. It was however, a feeling that only Akira Suzuki could provoke in him, and it was more than a rush of blood to his groin, it spread all over his body, so powerful he had no idea how to control it.
And like electricity in water; this nameless sensation was flowing unrestrained in his blood.
Quickly getting read of his pants and underwear, he threw them to the ground, pushing away the' blond shirt, which was the bed as well, making sure that the only things above the sheets would have been their two bodies. Silently observing as Akira returned with a cherry flavored lube, ice condoms, and a couple of towels, which he placed on the best stand, he excitedly awaited for the blond the get back on the bed, and between his legs.
“So you can be obedient when you want uh? ...” playfully observed the blond, placing the lube and condoms on the bed, while climbed on it, and after having parted the brunette's legs, he positioned himself between them “Good … cause I reached my limit, and it will be interesting from here on ...” announced the blond, popping up the tab of the lube bottle, held the bottle high over the brunette's manhood, and began squeezing.
“Aah ...” sighed the brunette, when the liquid came in contact with the hot flesh in-between his legs. The blond then placed the bottle aside, and grabbing the brunette's manhood with both his hands he began to slowly massage it. Squeezing, pulling, stretching, and what more that the brunette couldn't identify, but didn't bother to either, he was being pleasured, that was all that he cared about “... Ah-ah … ah ..aaaah ...” kept lowly moaning the drummer, managing to raise a hand and signal for the other's closeness. Akira thus leaned over the other's lips, where they shared a slowly and incredibly demanding kiss, as the blond kept with his massaging
“You make the most lewd expressions ...” hungrily hissed the blond, releasing the brunette's erection “... the best moans … god Yutaka … I ...” he then stopped, moving backwards, and placing his head between the bruentte's legs, where he pushed his legs even further apart, as he circled the ring of muscle in front of himself, after which he inserted his tongue and began to thrust in it, while soothing massaging the brunette's inner left thigh with his right hand “... I want to fuck you so hard right now, to be honest … this was a just-so-you-know information ...” he admitted once he'd pulled away, and inserted a single finger instead. Carefully continuing his fingering process, he then inserted a second digit, and used his left hand to resume working on the brunette's erection.
“H-how … many times … do … hmmm … you intend to make me co~me? …” tried to inquire the brunette in a whispering voice, as he attempted to look at the taller through his half-lidded sight. It was seriously incredible just how pleased he felt already, and it was always like that with the blond, every time that Akira would touch him there really was no telling when or how many times he'd reach his climax. Aoi, for example, was renowned for being a sex-god, and having had a 'trial period' of such godly skills, he could agree with the positive comments in the satisfaction column. However, Aoi was an professional, he planned his moves, thus, most of the times, even though it felt like he was about to come in heaven, something always felt like it was missing. Akira on the other hand, was so impulsive, always acting on the moment, always giving a hundred percent either it being a kiss, a blowjob, or the real deal. It was exactly his unpredictability that added that something, which always doubled Yutaka's sensation, and Yutaka was sure, soon enough, Akira would have been able to make him come just with the use of words, and he was obviously looking forward to that day; for those times in which changing rooms, forgotten closets, and restrooms were being occupied.
“Until you stop acting like a bitch ...” smugly replied the blond, stopping his work to reach for the box of ice condoms on the bed “... ice condoms uh? … won't this make you come the instant I get in? … completely detrimental ...” plainly observed the blond, vaguely observing the pack as he opened it to grab one “... unless you want to help me compete with Aoi and Ruki for number of times done in a night … oh let's do that, doesn't it sound like fun?” lowly stated the blond in excitement, as the brunette, sat up and grabbed the condom that the blond had picked out.
“We can do that another day ...” calmly stated the brunette, carefully opening the preservative, which he then placed on the tip of the blond's erection and began to roll down “... for now … just fuck me like there is no tomorrow … make me shamefully pant and scream … stun me … with the intensity of an electric charge” professed the brunette, wrapping his arms around Akira's neck, as he leaned his head forward to nimble on his lips.
“Like we do with our fans during our concerts? …” whispered the bassist, capturing the other's mouth with his and proceeding to slowly and eagerly kiss him.
“Yes … just like that ...” hissed the brunette, in-between their making out.
“Yessir” firmly replied the blond, pecking the brunette one last time, then using both his hands to push the brunette back down by his shoulder. Getting on his knees he then pulled the brunette's body closer by his waist, then he placed his erection at the other's entrance, pushing just its head in “... Here we come baby, hold tight ...” he sensually announced on the brunette's lips, as he leaned over him, and a few second later, with a strong and straight thrust of his hips, he completely sheathed his weapon of 'individual destruction' inside the brunette's ass.
“Nnnnnhhhhhh ...” deeply moaned the brunette, keeping his arms tightly wrapped around the blond's neck, who began a slow and sinuous movement of his hips inside the brunette “... god it feels so good … shit …”expressed the brunette while panting, as the bassist began a paced but strong thrusting movement, as he lifted one of the brunette's legs almost above his shoulder “... Nghnnh don't stop! Don't you dare stop! … Oh my- … oh my- ….oh my effing everything! … ah ah ah ah ah!” began to scream the brunette in the crook of the blond's neck, whose thrusting speed was radically increasing, same as for the intensity of his trusts; go figure, who knew there actually excited a place beyond heaven.
“Oh Yutaka … oh … god … oh baby I ...” kept stating the blond, as he began to pound into the drummer, keeping himself up with his hands on the pillow on both sides of Yutaka's head “... I c-can't control- … shit!” hissed the blond, now frantically ramming into the brunette.
“Fuck- ...” lowly hissed Yutaka, as he suddenly came on the both their chests, after which his arms ungracefully dropped from the other arms to the sheets, while he panted his excitement away.
“So … hot ... baby …” Akira lowly panted, grabbing the brunette's manhood, and beginning to swiftly pump it, under the drummer's spent expression “... now come again for me ...” requested the blond, keeping his high pounding-speed, and frantic pumping of the brunette's manhood as well “... look you are getting hard again ...” announced the blond, smugly smirking at the brunette “... t-together now ...” he almost ordered, and couple of thrust later they were both came, the blond falling on the brunette, supposedly spent and panting.
Yet, as the blond raised his head to look at his lover, Yutaka stared right into those deep dark orbs, and as they silently stayed gazing at each other in the peculiar way that they were in that moment, it didn't take too long to realize that they were both still getting madly aroused by one another; that they were both apparently still charged.
“This isn't going to end tonight is it? …” laughingly observed the brunette, receiving an amused laughter from the blond, who pulled away and skilfully turned the brunette on his stomach, and pushed his legs up, in order to have the other's ass up in the air.
“Doesn't look like it, in fact, do start keeping the count baby ...” proudly announced Akira, pushing his newly erected member inside the brunette “... tonight, we entering the Guinness World Record”
A/N: HO-HO-HO~<(^O^ )>!! MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!
Quiet late but yeah … I hadn't written smut in a while, and I was thinking … I want a good present for everyone, what should I do … seemed like the perfect answer. I hope you all enjoyed it! Thanks again for your support everyone, lets also welcome the new year together ne?
PS. I'll get to replying all the other comments, and continuing the other stories sometime tomorrow~
Much Love -LnK♥(~_^ )/-