At the End of the Day (1/1) PG-13
JE Fic
Title: At the End of the Day
Pairing: Akanishi Jin/Kamenashi Kazuya
Genre: RPF, slash
Rating: PG-13 (very mild)
Wordcount 1,269
Summary: Kame takes a bath, and later there is fruit.
A/N: This is just a wee, plotless, entirely fluffy ficlet I wrote while in the midst of much larger Akame projects. I'm posting because Kou insisted. ;)
"Kame?"
"Mmmmm." He didn't open his eyes.
"Don't fall asleep in there, okay?"
"Yeah, whatever," Kame replied drowsily.
"You're not listening to me."
It took him a long time to reply to that. "No," he said finally, still not opening his eyes.
"Kazu-"
"Jin!" he interrupted softly in exasperation. "Will you please shut up? You're disturbing my calm."
There was no response for a few minutes, and Kame sighed. "Just come in already," he said finally, when the silence stretched on too long. Seconds later he felt hands in his hair and fingers tipping his chin up so the back of his head rested squarely on the wide edge of the bathtub, and Jin's warm lips caught his as Jin's fingers slid down Kame's throat until they rested lightly against his collarbone, just below the water.
"Should I?" Jin murmured huskily against Kame's lips, but Kame's only response was to open his mouth and wait for Jin to take the invitation. Jin's tongue immediately slid against his and Kame heard himself moan softly.
"Aren't you coming in?" Kame asked when Jin finally drew away, trailing wet fingers languidly through Kame's hair, leaving him shivering in delight.
"No," Jin said, as he climbed up off his knees. "I'm going to the gym."
"What?" Kame exploded up out of the water, as he sat straight up, water sluicing off him in streams.
Jin chuckled. "If I come in there right now, one - or both - of us is going to end up with sore knees, and my knees are sore enough already, no thanks to you."
"Fuck you," Kame grumbled, flicking water across the room and crossing his wet arms on the edge of the tub as he looked up at Jin.
"Well..." Jin paused thoughtfully and tapped a finger against his lips.
"Fuck you," Kame repeated.
"I'd love to, princess."
"Now you're deliberately trying to piss me off."
"Well...yes," Jin conceded. "Is it working?" He grinned impishly.
"Call me princess one more time and you'll find out," Kame said darkly, turning his back on Jin and ducking his head under the hot water. When he came back up, Jin was gone.
Kame huffed when he realized he was alone and then closed his eyes again, trying very hard to relax in the soothing water.
***
When Jin came back a few hours later, he half expected to find Kame sound asleep in the spacious bathtub. It wouldn't be the first time - too often Kame had passed out from exhaustion in the bath and woken up shivering in cold water.
Instead, the hotel room was only dimly lit, and Jin was relieved to find the shape of Kame on the bed. The laptop on the desk was quietly playing a pretty violin piece, something called "Gun" from some soundtrack or other, Jin noted when he glanced at the iTunes window as he quietly emptied his hands onto the desk.
Finally, relieved of his burdens, he walked over and sat down on the bed, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. Kame was wrapped in a bathrobe that looked about three sizes too big for him and he lay sprawled on his stomach across the bed with his bare feet hanging over the edge. Jin reached out one hand and lightly brushed damp hair back from Kame's face.
Kame stirred and half turned onto his side, blinking up at Jin sleepily.
"You're back," he said drowsily.
"Mmmhmmm," Jin nodded. Kame rolled over onto his back, looking very tired, but there was also a loose-limbed relaxation in his posture that somehow made Jin feel better.
"Close your eyes," Jin said.
Kame frowned slightly. "Why?"
"Just do it."
With another frown, his eyes flickering over Jin's face, Kame finally obeyed. His lips twitched, though, while he waited, and the bed shifted as Jin stood up again and moved away.
A moment later, Jin came back and stretched out next to Kame on the bed.
"Uh uh, keep your eyes closed," Jin said in that sing-song childish voice he sometimes had. Kame rubbed his feet together, but he resisted the overwhelming temptation to find out what Jin was up to. He waited, beginning to tingle with anticipation.
And then he felt something cool and wet against his lips.
"Open up," Jin said softly. Kame obediently opened his mouth.
Cool...wet...and sweet. He smiled around the piece of pineapple Jin had deposited in his mouth, and finally opened his eyes.
"Hungry?" Jin asked with an oddly tender expression. Propped on his elbows, Jin looked down at Kame with a small bowl of cut pineapple on the comforter next to Kame's head.
"Mmmm." Kame nodded as he turned his head to the side to look at the bowl. He accepted another piece of fruit into his mouth from Jin's fingers, and he watched as Jin popped a fat golden chunk into his own mouth with a grin.
They were quiet as they ate, as Jin fed him the sticky-sweet pieces of pineapple one by one, and they ate and smiled together in the dimness of the hotel room, while Nat King Cole crooned from the laptop.
"Where did you find the pineapple?" Kame asked finally when the last piece was gone. He looked longingly at the empty dish.
"I swiped it from Junno in the dining room when he wasn't looking," Jin grinned mischievously.
"What?" Kame came up on one elbow and began to laugh in disbelief. Jin licked his fingers nonchalantly until Kame grabbed his wrist and brought Jin's sticky fingers to his lips and began to lap at them with his small pink tongue. Jin shivered.
"Hey," he said, trying to withdraw, but Kame's grip only tightened around his wrist. Then Jin laughed at the slightly wounded expression on Kame's face. Kame pulled Jin's hand closer and wrapped his lips around three fingers.
"What are you doing?" Jin suppressing a giggle. "That tickles."
Kame threw him a sidelong glance and rolled his eyes. "What? I'm still hungry."
"Oh." Jin brightened. "Let's order room service, then. I haven't had dinner either."
"You're an idiot, Jin."
"What? Why?"
Kame released his hand and sighed while Jin moved away to find the room service menu.
"Fine, order room service. Just promise me one thing."
"Sure, whatever," Jin said absently.
"Let's have dessert now."
Jin looked over at Kame who was toying with the belt of his oversized bathrobe. I am an idiot, he decided, before he went back to the bed, picked up one of Kame's bare feet and pressed a kiss to the soft skin on the inside of his ankle. Kame leaned back on his elbows and bent his knees, which made Jin shake with laughter and anticipation.
"You horny dog," Jin murmured, moving forward to lay between Kame's spread thighs. Somehow the robe had come undone and lay open to expose a disconcerting amount of skin.
Kame shrugged slightly, his lips quirking upward in a grin. "Yeah, well. You should know better than to feed me fruit with your hands..."
"Ah! I keep forgetting!" Jin exclaimed before stealing a kiss. "I won't do it next time," he said and then quickly ducked as the comment earned him a swipe. They both dissolved into helpless giggles.
"So..." Kame said as Jin laughingly looked down on him with merry eyes. Somehow Kame's hands had slid up under his t-shirt to trace distracting patterns up his torso.
"Dinner can wait," Jin agreed, when Kame's teasing fingertips found his nipples and Kame's hips twitched against him insistently.
"Oh, good," Kame breathed in relief. "I was hoping you'd say that."
FIN
ueda_natsumi wanted to know what Junno said when he discovered that his pineapple was missing. So I wrote this comment fic. *laugh* Poor Jin...and poor Kame.
[Russian translation]
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Title: At the End of the Day
Pairing: Akanishi Jin/Kamenashi Kazuya
Genre: RPF, slash
Rating: PG-13 (very mild)
Wordcount 1,269
Summary: Kame takes a bath, and later there is fruit.
A/N: This is just a wee, plotless, entirely fluffy ficlet I wrote while in the midst of much larger Akame projects. I'm posting because Kou insisted. ;)
"Kame?"
"Mmmmm." He didn't open his eyes.
"Don't fall asleep in there, okay?"
"Yeah, whatever," Kame replied drowsily.
"You're not listening to me."
It took him a long time to reply to that. "No," he said finally, still not opening his eyes.
"Kazu-"
"Jin!" he interrupted softly in exasperation. "Will you please shut up? You're disturbing my calm."
There was no response for a few minutes, and Kame sighed. "Just come in already," he said finally, when the silence stretched on too long. Seconds later he felt hands in his hair and fingers tipping his chin up so the back of his head rested squarely on the wide edge of the bathtub, and Jin's warm lips caught his as Jin's fingers slid down Kame's throat until they rested lightly against his collarbone, just below the water.
"Should I?" Jin murmured huskily against Kame's lips, but Kame's only response was to open his mouth and wait for Jin to take the invitation. Jin's tongue immediately slid against his and Kame heard himself moan softly.
"Aren't you coming in?" Kame asked when Jin finally drew away, trailing wet fingers languidly through Kame's hair, leaving him shivering in delight.
"No," Jin said, as he climbed up off his knees. "I'm going to the gym."
"What?" Kame exploded up out of the water, as he sat straight up, water sluicing off him in streams.
Jin chuckled. "If I come in there right now, one - or both - of us is going to end up with sore knees, and my knees are sore enough already, no thanks to you."
"Fuck you," Kame grumbled, flicking water across the room and crossing his wet arms on the edge of the tub as he looked up at Jin.
"Well..." Jin paused thoughtfully and tapped a finger against his lips.
"Fuck you," Kame repeated.
"I'd love to, princess."
"Now you're deliberately trying to piss me off."
"Well...yes," Jin conceded. "Is it working?" He grinned impishly.
"Call me princess one more time and you'll find out," Kame said darkly, turning his back on Jin and ducking his head under the hot water. When he came back up, Jin was gone.
Kame huffed when he realized he was alone and then closed his eyes again, trying very hard to relax in the soothing water.
***
When Jin came back a few hours later, he half expected to find Kame sound asleep in the spacious bathtub. It wouldn't be the first time - too often Kame had passed out from exhaustion in the bath and woken up shivering in cold water.
Instead, the hotel room was only dimly lit, and Jin was relieved to find the shape of Kame on the bed. The laptop on the desk was quietly playing a pretty violin piece, something called "Gun" from some soundtrack or other, Jin noted when he glanced at the iTunes window as he quietly emptied his hands onto the desk.
Finally, relieved of his burdens, he walked over and sat down on the bed, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. Kame was wrapped in a bathrobe that looked about three sizes too big for him and he lay sprawled on his stomach across the bed with his bare feet hanging over the edge. Jin reached out one hand and lightly brushed damp hair back from Kame's face.
Kame stirred and half turned onto his side, blinking up at Jin sleepily.
"You're back," he said drowsily.
"Mmmhmmm," Jin nodded. Kame rolled over onto his back, looking very tired, but there was also a loose-limbed relaxation in his posture that somehow made Jin feel better.
"Close your eyes," Jin said.
Kame frowned slightly. "Why?"
"Just do it."
With another frown, his eyes flickering over Jin's face, Kame finally obeyed. His lips twitched, though, while he waited, and the bed shifted as Jin stood up again and moved away.
A moment later, Jin came back and stretched out next to Kame on the bed.
"Uh uh, keep your eyes closed," Jin said in that sing-song childish voice he sometimes had. Kame rubbed his feet together, but he resisted the overwhelming temptation to find out what Jin was up to. He waited, beginning to tingle with anticipation.
And then he felt something cool and wet against his lips.
"Open up," Jin said softly. Kame obediently opened his mouth.
Cool...wet...and sweet. He smiled around the piece of pineapple Jin had deposited in his mouth, and finally opened his eyes.
"Hungry?" Jin asked with an oddly tender expression. Propped on his elbows, Jin looked down at Kame with a small bowl of cut pineapple on the comforter next to Kame's head.
"Mmmm." Kame nodded as he turned his head to the side to look at the bowl. He accepted another piece of fruit into his mouth from Jin's fingers, and he watched as Jin popped a fat golden chunk into his own mouth with a grin.
They were quiet as they ate, as Jin fed him the sticky-sweet pieces of pineapple one by one, and they ate and smiled together in the dimness of the hotel room, while Nat King Cole crooned from the laptop.
"Where did you find the pineapple?" Kame asked finally when the last piece was gone. He looked longingly at the empty dish.
"I swiped it from Junno in the dining room when he wasn't looking," Jin grinned mischievously.
"What?" Kame came up on one elbow and began to laugh in disbelief. Jin licked his fingers nonchalantly until Kame grabbed his wrist and brought Jin's sticky fingers to his lips and began to lap at them with his small pink tongue. Jin shivered.
"Hey," he said, trying to withdraw, but Kame's grip only tightened around his wrist. Then Jin laughed at the slightly wounded expression on Kame's face. Kame pulled Jin's hand closer and wrapped his lips around three fingers.
"What are you doing?" Jin suppressing a giggle. "That tickles."
Kame threw him a sidelong glance and rolled his eyes. "What? I'm still hungry."
"Oh." Jin brightened. "Let's order room service, then. I haven't had dinner either."
"You're an idiot, Jin."
"What? Why?"
Kame released his hand and sighed while Jin moved away to find the room service menu.
"Fine, order room service. Just promise me one thing."
"Sure, whatever," Jin said absently.
"Let's have dessert now."
Jin looked over at Kame who was toying with the belt of his oversized bathrobe. I am an idiot, he decided, before he went back to the bed, picked up one of Kame's bare feet and pressed a kiss to the soft skin on the inside of his ankle. Kame leaned back on his elbows and bent his knees, which made Jin shake with laughter and anticipation.
"You horny dog," Jin murmured, moving forward to lay between Kame's spread thighs. Somehow the robe had come undone and lay open to expose a disconcerting amount of skin.
Kame shrugged slightly, his lips quirking upward in a grin. "Yeah, well. You should know better than to feed me fruit with your hands..."
"Ah! I keep forgetting!" Jin exclaimed before stealing a kiss. "I won't do it next time," he said and then quickly ducked as the comment earned him a swipe. They both dissolved into helpless giggles.
"So..." Kame said as Jin laughingly looked down on him with merry eyes. Somehow Kame's hands had slid up under his t-shirt to trace distracting patterns up his torso.
"Dinner can wait," Jin agreed, when Kame's teasing fingertips found his nipples and Kame's hips twitched against him insistently.
"Oh, good," Kame breathed in relief. "I was hoping you'd say that."
FIN
ueda_natsumi wanted to know what Junno said when he discovered that his pineapple was missing. So I wrote this comment fic. *laugh* Poor Jin...and poor Kame.
[Russian translation]
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