Nothing Else Matters
Title: Nothing Else Matters
Chapters: Oneshot
Author: reeses6826
Genre: Smut, Angst
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: slightly rough sex
Pairings: AoixUruha
Disclaimer: I don't own them... I was outbid on eBay.
Summary: Uruha loves Aoi from afar, so when Aoi instigates a one night stand, Uruha's hope is rekindled...
Comments: Written from Uruha's P.O.V. Also my first smut so please read, comment, and enjoy :)
You are magnificent. How can I ever take my eyes off of you? Your long, nimble fingers make easy work of the guitar strings. Your strong, muscular arms look like they had been molded by a great artist. Your broad chest, flat torso, and smooth hips all gyrate melodiously and erotically in time to the music. Your raven hair flows about your shoulders and shines as it catches the lights of the stage.
And your eyes. Those glistening pools of ebony. If only I could lose myself in them. I would never want to be rescued.
I manage to pull myself together long enough for the concert to end (encore and all) and we lumber tiredly, yet happily, backstage. All the while, I try my best to seem uninterested in you. But when you walk by me, I take an extra breath, long and deep, so I can savor in your sweet, manly scent. And when I trip over a cable and you put your hand on the small of my back to steady me, I can feel my knees weaken at the warmth of your touch. I pray that you don't notice the hitch in my breath or the pink on my cheeks as I quietly thank you and rush off in the other direction.
I have to get past this. I can't let you see. There is no way you would feel the same as I do... just no way. All I can do is say over and over in my head the words that I know I can never allow to escape from my lips: I love you, Aoi, I love you, I love you.
When we get to the hotel, Kai immediately hands out the room assignments. My heart drops as I realize - I'm rooming with you. This can't happen! How will I hold it together? To be so close to you and yet - -
I gasp as you take my hand in yours and pull me towards the elevator.
"I'm pretty tired. You guys go without me." he says to the others, who had apparently been thinking of going to the bar. "Aren't you tired too, Uru?"
"Uh...y-yeah, I'm t-tired," I stutter, as I try to piece together what is going on in your beautiful head. I can't interpret the look you give me as we get on the elevator and you press the button for our floor.
As soon as the elevator doors close, you put your hands on my hips and push me roughly until my back hits the wall. All of my breath leaes my body as your lips ghost along my cheek to my ear and you whisper, "You look so hot, Uru." I can barely breathe. "Do you wanna have a little fun?" I feel you smirk against my ear as I nod eagerly, unable to form a single word.
The elevator doors open on our floor and I follow in a daze as you lead me hurriedly to our room. Once the door is closed and locked you push me hard again and I fall onto the bed. I lie there on my back and watch in stunned silence as you slowly move your body over mine. You grab my hair, tugging it roughly, and I whimper as you press your lips to mine in the hot, passionate kiss I've wanted for so long. Your tongue enters my mouth and massages mine. I moan into your mouth, wanting to melt into your body and remain there forever. You finally pull away, both of us panting from lack of oxygen. You smirk devilishly at me and straddle my lap as the hands that were holding you up now move slowly down my torso.
"How much do you want it?" The low growl of your voice penetrates my body and vibrates my core.
"Oh god, Aoi..." I pant, "I want it so much."
Your hands find their way down to my waist and your nimble fingers quickly undo my pants and tug them down, lower and lower, until I feel them slip past my feet. You lick up my legs and thighs until you reach my boxers, and they're gone just as quickly. I close my eyes as you run your hands slowly up my legs and then, suddenly you grip my hard, bare cock, the feeling of your hand on my sensitive skin already making my back arch off the bed. I moan loudly, immediately feeling my cheeks heat up at just how loudly. You chuckle at my neediness. "How much?" you ask again.
"Aoi!!" I moan your name as I feel your warm, wet tongue circling my tip. Then your tongue run slowly up my sensitive slit and I shudder in exquisite pleasure. My mouth opens in a silent moan when you take my cock in your mouth. I reach down and curl my fingers into your silken hair. When you don't start moving right away, I fight the urge to thrust into your mouth and instead try to guide your head with my hands. But when you remain still, I buck up a little, willing you to move. "Aoi.." I whine this time. "...come on.."
I whimper sadly as I feel the warmth from around my cock leave. I look up and you're still smirking down at me. "Beg me."
I stare at him confused for a moment. Here I am, now painfully hard, and he is teasing me with his god-like mouth, and now I have to beg him?!? Ugh, if I didn't love this man....
"Come on baby," you crooned as you leaned forward and rubbed your still clothed erection against my naked one. You groan deeply, quite possibly the sexiest sound I've ever heard in my life. "I wanna hear you beg."
"ahhh...please....Aoi, oh god....please, fuck me....unnh god, I'm begging you... fuck me!" I beg shamelessly as I dig my nails into your back, not remembering when your shirt disappeared, and grind up into your clothed cock, the friction alone driving me insane.
"I never realized what a whore you are, Uru," you growl as you lean down to capture me in a sweaty, wild kiss that send shock waves from my head to my cock and makes my whole body quiver in anticipation. You smile sadistically as you break our lock to stand and remove your pants and boxers, never taking your eyes off my body.
You take one last deep breath and then move towards me. In one fluid motion you grab my hips and flip me so I'm face-down on the bed. I barely have time to register the change before I feel your hot breath around my entrance. I mewl and lift my hips, presenting myself to you in the lewdest fashion I can imagine.
"Oh, so that's how my little whore wants it?" you tease me, the lust in your voice burning through me. Your hand crawls up my back and into my hair, tugging roughly so I turn to look at you. You stick three fingers in my mouth. "Suck." you command, and you watch with pleasure as I dutifully perform my task. When your fingers are coated in my saliva you pull them out and get ready to prepare me.
Even through the fog of my lust I suddenly feel nervous. I've never had sex with another man before and I know that Aoi has... he should know that this is going to hurt me. Should I say something?
"Umm...n-no lube?" I ask hesitantly, just before your fingers enter me,
You look up at me and the sadistic smile you've been wearing only deepens. Then you chuckle, "Not for whores." You push in all three fingers at once and I cry out in pain and drop on my forearms. I feel my head spinning. I try to control my breathing. I can get through the pain, just one breath at a time. But before I've gotten used to the intrusion you start moving your fingers, scissoring them. I cry out again, and I feel hot tears start to roll down my face.
"Touch yourself," you suggest, and when I don't move you growl, "Come on, I know my little whore loves to touch himself. It'll make you feel better."
I reach down and rub my erection, allowing the distraction to lessen the pain, You continue your ministrations and my whimpers of pain slowly evolve into mewls of pleasure. Just as that pleasure begins to build you pull out, leaving me empty for just a moment, before I can feel the tip of your cock, lubed in your own saliva, at my entrance. Your hands bracing on my hips are my only warning and I bury my face into the mattress to muffle my scream as you push into me and moan loudly, shaking the room.
You wait a moment, for which I am grateful, and when you're ready to move I hear a husky, lust-filled: "Ready, baby?"
I manage to whisper "Yes." and for a second I think you didn't hear me until I feel you pull almost entirely out of me before thrusting into me again with the full force of your powerful body. Again you do it and again and the ecstasy that fills my body makes every inch of my skin tingle and all of my limbs go numb. I moan and cry your name and become a mess of sweat and sounds. I want to see you. I know you must look heavenly at this moment. I want to kiss you. I know you must taste heavenly at this moment.
You must be reading my mind because amidst all your awe-inspiring thrusting you reach down and wrap your arms around my chest and pull me up until my back hits your chest. We're both kneeling now, you're still thrusting into me, you're chest pounding into my back each time. I turn my head and look at you, your head thrown back in ecstasy, your chest heaving with every breath, your entire naked body dripping in glistening sweat. I nearly come from the sight alone. You tilt your head forward and catch my lips in a bruising, mouth-watering kiss. You hold my tongue captive in your mouth as one of your hands reaches down and roughly tugs on my painfully hard cock somehow in rhythm with your now erratic thrusts.
I come hard... into your hand....screaming your name....clutching your arms....smelling your scent....breathing you in. It is the most intense feeling I've ever had. I think my heart would burst inside my chest. And it is all you.
Just seconds later I feel you come warmly inside me with a loud, rumbling, thunderous groan. Your body shakes behind me as I collapse against it, my head falling tiredly back onto your shoulder so I can gaze up at you, your red lips parted, your hair wet and clinging to your face.
After a moment you slide out of me and sit back on the bed, still supporting my in front of you as I have made no effort to move off of your chest. Now, I'm nervous. Do you love me too? Surely not. You just wanted to play. What if you never want to play with me again? No! To think that I have just had the most mind-blowing and wonderful experience of my life and I might never have it again....I can't allow that. I have to tell you that I love you. But, what if that scares you off? What if you laugh at me? Oh god, oh god, OH GOD!
You get up from the bed and grab a towel to shower. I just sit there and watch, but as you reach for the door it hits me and I have to say something.
"Do you love me?" I don't know where the words came from, but their out and I can't take them back.
"No." You seem almost annoyed with the question. "Why? You love me, don't you?"
I can't lie. Not to you. "Yes." I say in a small, meek voice.
You walk over to me and put a finger under my chin, lifting my face towards yours. "I'm sorry, Uru." you say and I can already feel the tears well up in my eyes and the lump build in my throat. "We won't do this again." As soon as I hear the bathroom door close, I collapse on the bed. I sob loud enough for you to hear me, lying curled in a ball still naked, but none of that matters.
You don't love me. Nothing else matters.
Chapters: Oneshot
Author: reeses6826
Genre: Smut, Angst
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: slightly rough sex
Pairings: AoixUruha
Disclaimer: I don't own them... I was outbid on eBay.
Summary: Uruha loves Aoi from afar, so when Aoi instigates a one night stand, Uruha's hope is rekindled...
Comments: Written from Uruha's P.O.V. Also my first smut so please read, comment, and enjoy :)
You are magnificent. How can I ever take my eyes off of you? Your long, nimble fingers make easy work of the guitar strings. Your strong, muscular arms look like they had been molded by a great artist. Your broad chest, flat torso, and smooth hips all gyrate melodiously and erotically in time to the music. Your raven hair flows about your shoulders and shines as it catches the lights of the stage.
And your eyes. Those glistening pools of ebony. If only I could lose myself in them. I would never want to be rescued.
I manage to pull myself together long enough for the concert to end (encore and all) and we lumber tiredly, yet happily, backstage. All the while, I try my best to seem uninterested in you. But when you walk by me, I take an extra breath, long and deep, so I can savor in your sweet, manly scent. And when I trip over a cable and you put your hand on the small of my back to steady me, I can feel my knees weaken at the warmth of your touch. I pray that you don't notice the hitch in my breath or the pink on my cheeks as I quietly thank you and rush off in the other direction.
I have to get past this. I can't let you see. There is no way you would feel the same as I do... just no way. All I can do is say over and over in my head the words that I know I can never allow to escape from my lips: I love you, Aoi, I love you, I love you.
When we get to the hotel, Kai immediately hands out the room assignments. My heart drops as I realize - I'm rooming with you. This can't happen! How will I hold it together? To be so close to you and yet - -
I gasp as you take my hand in yours and pull me towards the elevator.
"I'm pretty tired. You guys go without me." he says to the others, who had apparently been thinking of going to the bar. "Aren't you tired too, Uru?"
"Uh...y-yeah, I'm t-tired," I stutter, as I try to piece together what is going on in your beautiful head. I can't interpret the look you give me as we get on the elevator and you press the button for our floor.
As soon as the elevator doors close, you put your hands on my hips and push me roughly until my back hits the wall. All of my breath leaes my body as your lips ghost along my cheek to my ear and you whisper, "You look so hot, Uru." I can barely breathe. "Do you wanna have a little fun?" I feel you smirk against my ear as I nod eagerly, unable to form a single word.
The elevator doors open on our floor and I follow in a daze as you lead me hurriedly to our room. Once the door is closed and locked you push me hard again and I fall onto the bed. I lie there on my back and watch in stunned silence as you slowly move your body over mine. You grab my hair, tugging it roughly, and I whimper as you press your lips to mine in the hot, passionate kiss I've wanted for so long. Your tongue enters my mouth and massages mine. I moan into your mouth, wanting to melt into your body and remain there forever. You finally pull away, both of us panting from lack of oxygen. You smirk devilishly at me and straddle my lap as the hands that were holding you up now move slowly down my torso.
"How much do you want it?" The low growl of your voice penetrates my body and vibrates my core.
"Oh god, Aoi..." I pant, "I want it so much."
Your hands find their way down to my waist and your nimble fingers quickly undo my pants and tug them down, lower and lower, until I feel them slip past my feet. You lick up my legs and thighs until you reach my boxers, and they're gone just as quickly. I close my eyes as you run your hands slowly up my legs and then, suddenly you grip my hard, bare cock, the feeling of your hand on my sensitive skin already making my back arch off the bed. I moan loudly, immediately feeling my cheeks heat up at just how loudly. You chuckle at my neediness. "How much?" you ask again.
"Aoi!!" I moan your name as I feel your warm, wet tongue circling my tip. Then your tongue run slowly up my sensitive slit and I shudder in exquisite pleasure. My mouth opens in a silent moan when you take my cock in your mouth. I reach down and curl my fingers into your silken hair. When you don't start moving right away, I fight the urge to thrust into your mouth and instead try to guide your head with my hands. But when you remain still, I buck up a little, willing you to move. "Aoi.." I whine this time. "...come on.."
I whimper sadly as I feel the warmth from around my cock leave. I look up and you're still smirking down at me. "Beg me."
I stare at him confused for a moment. Here I am, now painfully hard, and he is teasing me with his god-like mouth, and now I have to beg him?!? Ugh, if I didn't love this man....
"Come on baby," you crooned as you leaned forward and rubbed your still clothed erection against my naked one. You groan deeply, quite possibly the sexiest sound I've ever heard in my life. "I wanna hear you beg."
"ahhh...please....Aoi, oh god....please, fuck me....unnh god, I'm begging you... fuck me!" I beg shamelessly as I dig my nails into your back, not remembering when your shirt disappeared, and grind up into your clothed cock, the friction alone driving me insane.
"I never realized what a whore you are, Uru," you growl as you lean down to capture me in a sweaty, wild kiss that send shock waves from my head to my cock and makes my whole body quiver in anticipation. You smile sadistically as you break our lock to stand and remove your pants and boxers, never taking your eyes off my body.
You take one last deep breath and then move towards me. In one fluid motion you grab my hips and flip me so I'm face-down on the bed. I barely have time to register the change before I feel your hot breath around my entrance. I mewl and lift my hips, presenting myself to you in the lewdest fashion I can imagine.
"Oh, so that's how my little whore wants it?" you tease me, the lust in your voice burning through me. Your hand crawls up my back and into my hair, tugging roughly so I turn to look at you. You stick three fingers in my mouth. "Suck." you command, and you watch with pleasure as I dutifully perform my task. When your fingers are coated in my saliva you pull them out and get ready to prepare me.
Even through the fog of my lust I suddenly feel nervous. I've never had sex with another man before and I know that Aoi has... he should know that this is going to hurt me. Should I say something?
"Umm...n-no lube?" I ask hesitantly, just before your fingers enter me,
You look up at me and the sadistic smile you've been wearing only deepens. Then you chuckle, "Not for whores." You push in all three fingers at once and I cry out in pain and drop on my forearms. I feel my head spinning. I try to control my breathing. I can get through the pain, just one breath at a time. But before I've gotten used to the intrusion you start moving your fingers, scissoring them. I cry out again, and I feel hot tears start to roll down my face.
"Touch yourself," you suggest, and when I don't move you growl, "Come on, I know my little whore loves to touch himself. It'll make you feel better."
I reach down and rub my erection, allowing the distraction to lessen the pain, You continue your ministrations and my whimpers of pain slowly evolve into mewls of pleasure. Just as that pleasure begins to build you pull out, leaving me empty for just a moment, before I can feel the tip of your cock, lubed in your own saliva, at my entrance. Your hands bracing on my hips are my only warning and I bury my face into the mattress to muffle my scream as you push into me and moan loudly, shaking the room.
You wait a moment, for which I am grateful, and when you're ready to move I hear a husky, lust-filled: "Ready, baby?"
I manage to whisper "Yes." and for a second I think you didn't hear me until I feel you pull almost entirely out of me before thrusting into me again with the full force of your powerful body. Again you do it and again and the ecstasy that fills my body makes every inch of my skin tingle and all of my limbs go numb. I moan and cry your name and become a mess of sweat and sounds. I want to see you. I know you must look heavenly at this moment. I want to kiss you. I know you must taste heavenly at this moment.
You must be reading my mind because amidst all your awe-inspiring thrusting you reach down and wrap your arms around my chest and pull me up until my back hits your chest. We're both kneeling now, you're still thrusting into me, you're chest pounding into my back each time. I turn my head and look at you, your head thrown back in ecstasy, your chest heaving with every breath, your entire naked body dripping in glistening sweat. I nearly come from the sight alone. You tilt your head forward and catch my lips in a bruising, mouth-watering kiss. You hold my tongue captive in your mouth as one of your hands reaches down and roughly tugs on my painfully hard cock somehow in rhythm with your now erratic thrusts.
I come hard... into your hand....screaming your name....clutching your arms....smelling your scent....breathing you in. It is the most intense feeling I've ever had. I think my heart would burst inside my chest. And it is all you.
Just seconds later I feel you come warmly inside me with a loud, rumbling, thunderous groan. Your body shakes behind me as I collapse against it, my head falling tiredly back onto your shoulder so I can gaze up at you, your red lips parted, your hair wet and clinging to your face.
After a moment you slide out of me and sit back on the bed, still supporting my in front of you as I have made no effort to move off of your chest. Now, I'm nervous. Do you love me too? Surely not. You just wanted to play. What if you never want to play with me again? No! To think that I have just had the most mind-blowing and wonderful experience of my life and I might never have it again....I can't allow that. I have to tell you that I love you. But, what if that scares you off? What if you laugh at me? Oh god, oh god, OH GOD!
You get up from the bed and grab a towel to shower. I just sit there and watch, but as you reach for the door it hits me and I have to say something.
"Do you love me?" I don't know where the words came from, but their out and I can't take them back.
"No." You seem almost annoyed with the question. "Why? You love me, don't you?"
I can't lie. Not to you. "Yes." I say in a small, meek voice.
You walk over to me and put a finger under my chin, lifting my face towards yours. "I'm sorry, Uru." you say and I can already feel the tears well up in my eyes and the lump build in my throat. "We won't do this again." As soon as I hear the bathroom door close, I collapse on the bed. I sob loud enough for you to hear me, lying curled in a ball still naked, but none of that matters.
You don't love me. Nothing else matters.