Kanjani8 - The Girl - Maru/Yoko
Title: The Girl
Fandom: Kanjani8
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Maru/Yoko
Disclaimer: This is a fictional situation that never happened.
Notes: Written for the Kanjani8 smut meme. :D For the prompt: after 7 okan shooting. Yoko insisting that he makes a better woman than Maru. Maru eventually agrees. Yoko is not so pleased with the outcome, though., but I'm hesitant to post this since I pretty much failed at writing the prompt correctly... XD I hope it's fun anyway? ♥
After taping, Yoko stays in his okan getup for much longer than is necessary just for the purpose of proving a point.
Subaru and Hina don't try anyway, and Ryo isn't any good at it. Though, Ohkura does well enough and Yasu, well, Yoko isn't entirely sure that Yasu counts… which leaves Maru. His only actual competition.
They're backstage and all in a kind of half-drag (skirts without wigs, makeup and plain clothes). Maru is hunched over his bag, still in his full costume, but his hairy legs are showing, making the look less convincing.
"I pull this off so much better than you do," Yoko says, smugly.
Maru turns and shrugs. "Okay," he says. But that won't do because he doesn't sound convinced of the matter. It'd be nice, for once, to get a little appreciation, Yoko thinks. The things he puts up with for these guys…
Hina whaps him out of nowhere.
"Hey!" Yoko says. "What was that for?"
"Just got a feeling," Hina says.
Yoko scowls.
Maru takes absolutely forever to change, and Yoko hasn't quite gotten what he wants out of him yet, so he waits while everyone else gets their things together. It's slow and leisurely, as now they all have the rest of the day off.
Subaru and Yasu are the first ones to leave.
"You coming?" Hina asks. Not that they all have to leave together, but sometimes he and Hina share the ride.
"Not yet," Yoko says, watching Maru, who doesn't notice he's being watched.
But it doesn't matter to Hina much. He and Ryo say their goodbyes and leave.
Maru says a few absent goodbyes as they leave, but Yoko keeps watching him. Maru takes off his makeup, his wig, puts on a regular t-shirt and he looks like a completely different person. He isn't paying any attention to Yoko whatsoever, until he's ready, zipping up his bag, and Yoko is still behind him and in his costume.
He's been so quiet that Maru seems to jump a little at the realization that he's still there.
"You're not... going to change?" Maru asks.
"What do you think," Yoko says. "Could I pull this off?"
It's then that Ohkura, who had been lagging behind, seems to decide it's probably time to go. He mumbles something while he walks out the door and Yoko waves.
Then it's just the two of them.
"Er, pull what off?" Maru looks at him, skeptically.
Yoko takes his (fake) hair in one hand and gestures down to his body with the other.
"This," he says. "You know, being a chick."
"I... guess so?" Maru says.
"I wonder anyone would notice, you know? If I just went out in public like this..."
"You'd want to do that?"
"Hypothetically," Yoko says. Then he seems to abandon the thought entirely. "Well, whatever, let's go."
"I think you could," Maru says. "Pull it off, I mean."
Yoko raises an eyebrow. "Hm..."
He starts moving closer, crowding Maru's space, and he has on his best sultry look, which seems to be making Maru look extremely shy all of a sudden.
"You're not..." Maru says, a little nervously. Yoko keeps getting closer, because now it's kind of fun to see how he's affecting Maru.
"What?" Yoko asks.
"You're supposed to refuse me," Maru says.
Yoko shrugs. "I'm an aggressive girl."
"You were asking about pulling it off..."
Yoko moves even closer, and Maru takes a step back.
"Well now you're being the girl," Yoko says, annoyed. Then growing more annoyed when he realizes that he is the one in drag, and yet Maru is doing it so much more naturally. He can't decide whether to sulk or start mocking Maru mercilessly.
Maru swallows. And Yoko decides he isn't going to lose.
He pulls Maru by his shoulders, presses their lips together, and it's really a little unnerving just how natural it feels. Yoko opens his lips first, and that annoys him a little bit, too.
Maru speaks against Yoko's mouth.
"I don't know that many girls who would be this--"
"Shut up," Yoko says. "I'm aggressive. It's exciting."
He kisses Maru again, this time even harder, as if to back up his previous statement. He winds his arms around Maru's back and holds their bodies close together, and the kiss is hot and wet and really turning him on.
"So what would you do with me if I was a girl?" Yoko asks him. And when Maru kind of sputters something instead of saying any actual words, Yoko realizes this might be a little futile. Maru seems to rather a girl holding a whip, but Yoko isn't going to do that because, despite appearances, he does still have a shred of dignity somewhere.
There is a couch in the dressing room, pushed up against the wall. Yoko walks backwards, holding Maru by the front of his shirt, and when he lies back on the couch he pulls Maru down on top of him.
"Would you do this?" Yoko asks. He takes Maru's hands, places them on each of his thighs and guides him so he's spreading Yoko's legs apart. He doesn't understand why Maru doesn't have his hands all over him, because obviously he's willing, lying on his back. Maybe Maru isn't into girls. ...Which really doesn't explain anything, now that Yoko thinks of it.
Yoko wants to ask if it's him. Or if it's the circumstances (though, it's not as if Subaru and Yasu don't have sex in the Honjani dressing room all the time). But then he makes an attempt at a stronger hint and, when he pulls Maru's body close against him, he can feel, very obviously, that Maru is aroused.
"So you do like girls," Yoko says, reaching out to feel Maru's erection through his thin shorts.
"I... yeah," Maru says, shuddering when Yoko squeezes through the fabric.
"Do I make a good girl?" Yoko asks.
Maru nods, but Yoko gets the feeling that Maru will probably agree with just about anything right now. He'll have to ask Maru again later, when he's in a less compromising position.
It turns him on, that Maru is getting so turned on by him. Yoko slips his fingers into the waistband of Maru's shorts, loving that Maru bites his lip right as he does it. But he's starting to need a bit more friction than just Maru's thigh against his crotch. So he pulls up his skirt, spreads his legs a little more, and places Maru's hand exactly where he needs it to be.
He gasps when Maru touches him through his underwear, then even more when Maru pushes them down and holds Yoko's dick in his hand. Yoko's stroking Maru harder in response and they both start doing it faster.
"W-wait," Yoko says. "Wait."
He breathes hard for a moment, those quick sensations taking him by surprise, and his hands tremble a little, still holding onto Maru's dick.
"Do you want to, y'know, do me like a girl?" He wonders if he sounds properly bashful like he's probably supposed to.
The way Maru turns completely red makes him think that he's still being beaten at this game. But he's not too upset about it, considering that it looks like he'll probably be able to get Maru to do what he wants.
Luckily, Yoko's got condoms in his bag. He smiles to himself, thinking that just that morning Hina was teasing him for even having them. So, he intends to tell Hina, at the next possible opportunity, that he has one less, thank you very much. Maybe two.
Maru continues to look nervous, even while Yoko is opening the package.
"You could be a little more manly..." Yoko mutters.
Maru looks a bit disgruntled. And Yoko wonders if he shouldn't give him a break as he does seem to be trying his best. He takes the condom out and rolls it onto Maru. Thankfully it's one of the ones that's already slick, Maru may not be able to handle much else.
Yoko lies back, waiting.
"I haven't... actually," Maru says. "...done this before."
Maru hangs his head down a bit, looking terribly embarrassed, and then Yoko actually does start to feel a little bad.
"You do want to, don't you?" Yoko asks, and when he hears himself speak he realizes how shy he sounds. He feels smug about it for a moment before reaching out for Maru's dick again, pumping it a couple of times. "It seems like you do."
And it really does seem like it when Maru moves into Yoko's hand. He makes a sort of low noise in his throat and Yoko squeezes a little harder.
"I do," Maru says, quietly.
He does sound like he means it, so Yoko figures there isn't any point in drawing it out. He positions Maru with his hand, in just the right way, and spreads his legs apart, wetting his lips. Maru seems to freeze up for a moment, but he recovers when Yoko wraps his arms around Maru's neck and pulls him down so that they're kissing again. It's almost the same kiss from before, but deeper this time, and Maru starts to move his hips forward so naturally...
Yoko gasps when Maru starts to push inside and Maru immediately pulls back and apologizes.
"Nonono," Yoko says, breathlessly. "No, keep going."
"You sure?" Maru asks.
"Yeah I'm... just..." Yoko winces, it's a little uncomfortable, but... "Just keep... yeah... like that."
Once Maru is all the way inside, they're face to face. Maru holds onto the arm of the couch and Yoko splays his hands on Maru's back. Yoko feels so stretched, this odd feeling where it hurts in just the right way. And he's never really done this before either, not this way, but Maru doesn't have to know about that...
"Come on, Maru-chan," Yoko says with a lopsided grin. "Show a girl a good time?"
Maru laughs, buries his face in the crook of Yoko's neck, and groans right behind Yoko's ear (making Yoko shiver) when he pulls out, then pushes in again. He sets a steady pace, and Yoko is surprised at just how good it feels. And when he arches his back and finds just the right angle, it feels even better.
Maru is pressed right up against him, panting hard, and Yoko doesn't expect either of them to last very long. But, he's surprised when Maru seems to get a bit of confidence, thrusting slightly harder and hitting the spot just right... it nearly sends Yoko over the edge, but Maru is the one who comes first. Yoko can tell because he finally isn't holding back and he pushes in hard a couple of times, making Yoko throw his head back and squeeze Maru's hips.
Yoko strokes himself, quickly, so close and just wanting some relief. Maru doesn't pull out right away and just stays hovering over Yoko, and somehow Yoko thinks it's a little sexy, Maru watching him like this. He rolls his thumb over the head, pulling hard and fast and Maru does the most forward thing he's done all day, moving Yoko's hand aside and finishing him the rest of the way off. Yoko's closes his eyes, spilling into Maru's hand and feels a little breathless afterward, one leg slipping off of the couch.
Maru finally pulls out and rolls off of Yoko, looking around the dressing room a little frantically, probably for something to clean the both of them off.
"Hey," Yoko shouts. He's got a handkerchief in his bag, too, and when he holds it out, Maru comes and takes it out of his hand.
"Oh, now you're trying to be manly, huh?" Yoko chides.
"Come on..." Maru laughs. "Was it really that bad?"
"No," Yoko says, simply, and Maru looks pleased with himself. "But next time I want to be the dude."
Fandom: Kanjani8
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Maru/Yoko
Disclaimer: This is a fictional situation that never happened.
Notes: Written for the Kanjani8 smut meme. :D For the prompt: after 7 okan shooting. Yoko insisting that he makes a better woman than Maru. Maru eventually agrees. Yoko is not so pleased with the outcome, though., but I'm hesitant to post this since I pretty much failed at writing the prompt correctly... XD I hope it's fun anyway? ♥
After taping, Yoko stays in his okan getup for much longer than is necessary just for the purpose of proving a point.
Subaru and Hina don't try anyway, and Ryo isn't any good at it. Though, Ohkura does well enough and Yasu, well, Yoko isn't entirely sure that Yasu counts… which leaves Maru. His only actual competition.
They're backstage and all in a kind of half-drag (skirts without wigs, makeup and plain clothes). Maru is hunched over his bag, still in his full costume, but his hairy legs are showing, making the look less convincing.
"I pull this off so much better than you do," Yoko says, smugly.
Maru turns and shrugs. "Okay," he says. But that won't do because he doesn't sound convinced of the matter. It'd be nice, for once, to get a little appreciation, Yoko thinks. The things he puts up with for these guys…
Hina whaps him out of nowhere.
"Hey!" Yoko says. "What was that for?"
"Just got a feeling," Hina says.
Yoko scowls.
Maru takes absolutely forever to change, and Yoko hasn't quite gotten what he wants out of him yet, so he waits while everyone else gets their things together. It's slow and leisurely, as now they all have the rest of the day off.
Subaru and Yasu are the first ones to leave.
"You coming?" Hina asks. Not that they all have to leave together, but sometimes he and Hina share the ride.
"Not yet," Yoko says, watching Maru, who doesn't notice he's being watched.
But it doesn't matter to Hina much. He and Ryo say their goodbyes and leave.
Maru says a few absent goodbyes as they leave, but Yoko keeps watching him. Maru takes off his makeup, his wig, puts on a regular t-shirt and he looks like a completely different person. He isn't paying any attention to Yoko whatsoever, until he's ready, zipping up his bag, and Yoko is still behind him and in his costume.
He's been so quiet that Maru seems to jump a little at the realization that he's still there.
"You're not... going to change?" Maru asks.
"What do you think," Yoko says. "Could I pull this off?"
It's then that Ohkura, who had been lagging behind, seems to decide it's probably time to go. He mumbles something while he walks out the door and Yoko waves.
Then it's just the two of them.
"Er, pull what off?" Maru looks at him, skeptically.
Yoko takes his (fake) hair in one hand and gestures down to his body with the other.
"This," he says. "You know, being a chick."
"I... guess so?" Maru says.
"I wonder anyone would notice, you know? If I just went out in public like this..."
"You'd want to do that?"
"Hypothetically," Yoko says. Then he seems to abandon the thought entirely. "Well, whatever, let's go."
"I think you could," Maru says. "Pull it off, I mean."
Yoko raises an eyebrow. "Hm..."
He starts moving closer, crowding Maru's space, and he has on his best sultry look, which seems to be making Maru look extremely shy all of a sudden.
"You're not..." Maru says, a little nervously. Yoko keeps getting closer, because now it's kind of fun to see how he's affecting Maru.
"What?" Yoko asks.
"You're supposed to refuse me," Maru says.
Yoko shrugs. "I'm an aggressive girl."
"You were asking about pulling it off..."
Yoko moves even closer, and Maru takes a step back.
"Well now you're being the girl," Yoko says, annoyed. Then growing more annoyed when he realizes that he is the one in drag, and yet Maru is doing it so much more naturally. He can't decide whether to sulk or start mocking Maru mercilessly.
Maru swallows. And Yoko decides he isn't going to lose.
He pulls Maru by his shoulders, presses their lips together, and it's really a little unnerving just how natural it feels. Yoko opens his lips first, and that annoys him a little bit, too.
Maru speaks against Yoko's mouth.
"I don't know that many girls who would be this--"
"Shut up," Yoko says. "I'm aggressive. It's exciting."
He kisses Maru again, this time even harder, as if to back up his previous statement. He winds his arms around Maru's back and holds their bodies close together, and the kiss is hot and wet and really turning him on.
"So what would you do with me if I was a girl?" Yoko asks him. And when Maru kind of sputters something instead of saying any actual words, Yoko realizes this might be a little futile. Maru seems to rather a girl holding a whip, but Yoko isn't going to do that because, despite appearances, he does still have a shred of dignity somewhere.
There is a couch in the dressing room, pushed up against the wall. Yoko walks backwards, holding Maru by the front of his shirt, and when he lies back on the couch he pulls Maru down on top of him.
"Would you do this?" Yoko asks. He takes Maru's hands, places them on each of his thighs and guides him so he's spreading Yoko's legs apart. He doesn't understand why Maru doesn't have his hands all over him, because obviously he's willing, lying on his back. Maybe Maru isn't into girls. ...Which really doesn't explain anything, now that Yoko thinks of it.
Yoko wants to ask if it's him. Or if it's the circumstances (though, it's not as if Subaru and Yasu don't have sex in the Honjani dressing room all the time). But then he makes an attempt at a stronger hint and, when he pulls Maru's body close against him, he can feel, very obviously, that Maru is aroused.
"So you do like girls," Yoko says, reaching out to feel Maru's erection through his thin shorts.
"I... yeah," Maru says, shuddering when Yoko squeezes through the fabric.
"Do I make a good girl?" Yoko asks.
Maru nods, but Yoko gets the feeling that Maru will probably agree with just about anything right now. He'll have to ask Maru again later, when he's in a less compromising position.
It turns him on, that Maru is getting so turned on by him. Yoko slips his fingers into the waistband of Maru's shorts, loving that Maru bites his lip right as he does it. But he's starting to need a bit more friction than just Maru's thigh against his crotch. So he pulls up his skirt, spreads his legs a little more, and places Maru's hand exactly where he needs it to be.
He gasps when Maru touches him through his underwear, then even more when Maru pushes them down and holds Yoko's dick in his hand. Yoko's stroking Maru harder in response and they both start doing it faster.
"W-wait," Yoko says. "Wait."
He breathes hard for a moment, those quick sensations taking him by surprise, and his hands tremble a little, still holding onto Maru's dick.
"Do you want to, y'know, do me like a girl?" He wonders if he sounds properly bashful like he's probably supposed to.
The way Maru turns completely red makes him think that he's still being beaten at this game. But he's not too upset about it, considering that it looks like he'll probably be able to get Maru to do what he wants.
Luckily, Yoko's got condoms in his bag. He smiles to himself, thinking that just that morning Hina was teasing him for even having them. So, he intends to tell Hina, at the next possible opportunity, that he has one less, thank you very much. Maybe two.
Maru continues to look nervous, even while Yoko is opening the package.
"You could be a little more manly..." Yoko mutters.
Maru looks a bit disgruntled. And Yoko wonders if he shouldn't give him a break as he does seem to be trying his best. He takes the condom out and rolls it onto Maru. Thankfully it's one of the ones that's already slick, Maru may not be able to handle much else.
Yoko lies back, waiting.
"I haven't... actually," Maru says. "...done this before."
Maru hangs his head down a bit, looking terribly embarrassed, and then Yoko actually does start to feel a little bad.
"You do want to, don't you?" Yoko asks, and when he hears himself speak he realizes how shy he sounds. He feels smug about it for a moment before reaching out for Maru's dick again, pumping it a couple of times. "It seems like you do."
And it really does seem like it when Maru moves into Yoko's hand. He makes a sort of low noise in his throat and Yoko squeezes a little harder.
"I do," Maru says, quietly.
He does sound like he means it, so Yoko figures there isn't any point in drawing it out. He positions Maru with his hand, in just the right way, and spreads his legs apart, wetting his lips. Maru seems to freeze up for a moment, but he recovers when Yoko wraps his arms around Maru's neck and pulls him down so that they're kissing again. It's almost the same kiss from before, but deeper this time, and Maru starts to move his hips forward so naturally...
Yoko gasps when Maru starts to push inside and Maru immediately pulls back and apologizes.
"Nonono," Yoko says, breathlessly. "No, keep going."
"You sure?" Maru asks.
"Yeah I'm... just..." Yoko winces, it's a little uncomfortable, but... "Just keep... yeah... like that."
Once Maru is all the way inside, they're face to face. Maru holds onto the arm of the couch and Yoko splays his hands on Maru's back. Yoko feels so stretched, this odd feeling where it hurts in just the right way. And he's never really done this before either, not this way, but Maru doesn't have to know about that...
"Come on, Maru-chan," Yoko says with a lopsided grin. "Show a girl a good time?"
Maru laughs, buries his face in the crook of Yoko's neck, and groans right behind Yoko's ear (making Yoko shiver) when he pulls out, then pushes in again. He sets a steady pace, and Yoko is surprised at just how good it feels. And when he arches his back and finds just the right angle, it feels even better.
Maru is pressed right up against him, panting hard, and Yoko doesn't expect either of them to last very long. But, he's surprised when Maru seems to get a bit of confidence, thrusting slightly harder and hitting the spot just right... it nearly sends Yoko over the edge, but Maru is the one who comes first. Yoko can tell because he finally isn't holding back and he pushes in hard a couple of times, making Yoko throw his head back and squeeze Maru's hips.
Yoko strokes himself, quickly, so close and just wanting some relief. Maru doesn't pull out right away and just stays hovering over Yoko, and somehow Yoko thinks it's a little sexy, Maru watching him like this. He rolls his thumb over the head, pulling hard and fast and Maru does the most forward thing he's done all day, moving Yoko's hand aside and finishing him the rest of the way off. Yoko's closes his eyes, spilling into Maru's hand and feels a little breathless afterward, one leg slipping off of the couch.
Maru finally pulls out and rolls off of Yoko, looking around the dressing room a little frantically, probably for something to clean the both of them off.
"Hey," Yoko shouts. He's got a handkerchief in his bag, too, and when he holds it out, Maru comes and takes it out of his hand.
"Oh, now you're trying to be manly, huh?" Yoko chides.
"Come on..." Maru laughs. "Was it really that bad?"
"No," Yoko says, simply, and Maru looks pleased with himself. "But next time I want to be the dude."