Kanjani8 - Decisions Decisions - Ohkura/Ryo, Subaru/Ryo
Title: Decisions Decisions
Fandom: Kanjani8
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Ohkura/Ryo, Subaru/Ryo
Disclaimer: This is a fictional situation.
Notes: Written for rainymemories for je_fqfest :D
"So I'm thinking we can do something like Torn... only sexier," Subaru says. "What do you think?"
Just moments after they've drawn each other for a unit song, Subaru looks at Ohkura and Ryo hungrily. Ryo's used to that look, but Ohkura edges away, shuffling back until he bangs his knee on the back of a chair.
"Ow," he says.
Ryo laughs.
"Like what if you took his shirt off this time," Subaru says. "There could be more touching..." And they both snap back at attention.
"But..." Ohkura says.
"Can't we just do something normal this time?" Ryo pleads. "Or we can do something sexy, but can it be... the normal kind of sexy?"
Subaru's lecherous grin does not waver.
Ryo sighs. "So if we're over here taking each other's shirts off, what are you going to be doing exactly?"
"Oh, I'll direct it."
"You can't do that!"
"Obviously you need to sing!" Ohkura whines.
"I can sing in the background?" Subaru giggles.
"This... is a terrible idea," Ryo says. "And you're not serious about it, right?"
Subaru shrugs. "You know the fans would love it."
And it's true, of course - the reception to Torn was just as enthusiastic as Ryo had anticipated. But he never felt like they really connected on that one. He liked the song, and the dance was fun, but when Yara said for them to "look deeply into each other's eyes" while dancing, Ryo couldn't ever do it without cracking a smile. Then Ohkura would do the same. And they'd just have to look off to the side before they both erupted into giggles.
Probably not what Yara was going for.
"Eh, it's a fun idea anyway, right?" Subaru says.
Ohkura mumbles something and Ryo instantly changes the subject. "So what is it we're really going to do?
They all look at each other, waiting for someone to take the plunge.
---
Ryo hears that Yasu and Yoko got to work instantly, both knowing exactly what it was they wanted to do. Of course Yasu would write music and Yoko would write lyrics. That night, after they drew for the units, Yasu and Yoko went out to eat together and stayed out most of the night finalizing their idea.
Ryo was a little relieved to hear that Hina and Maru were having a more difficult time coming together on theirs. At least his wasn't the only group struggling. No one seemed to have a better idea than Subaru so they all decided, collectively, to not talk about it when they were together.
"How is your song coming along?" Yasu asks a couple of days later, innocently.
And Ryo just lies, says it's coming along fine. But he knows Yasu probably knows they have nothing.
"Maybe we could write something ourselves," Ryo says to Subaru. "Something with a band feel."
It's half of SubaruBAND anyway, maybe Ryo could do his best to fill in for the other two.
"I could try writing some lyrics?" Subaru says.
"I'll work on the music," Ryo says. Then he does, for two solid days until it becomes pretty clear he can't find any inspiration for it. Sometimes these things just aren't meant to happen, he thinks. But even though Torn probably didn't reflect Yara's vision, exactly, that kind of a dance song was fun with Ohkura. Maybe it'd be fun with the three of them.
He crumples up the fifth sheet of paper and throws it at the waste basket, just barely missing. They need to have their idea finalized in a couple of days. And at this rate, they really are going to wind up undressing each other onstage.
"Think, think, think," Ryo says, tapping his guitar and hoping the hollow noise will strike inspiration somehow.
---
Ohkura is no help at all, and mostly just shrugs absently when Ryo asks him if he's come up with any ideas.
"I thought you guys were writing something," he says.
"That doesn't mean you can't try to come up with anything..."
"It'll be okay anyway, right?" Ohkura shrugs again. "We always come up with something."
"But this should be good, shouldn't it?" Ryo sighs. "I don't want to just do something."
Ohkura's lack of concern doesn't put Ryo's mind at rest, and he crosses his arms in front of his chest, wondering if he stares long enough if some kind of brilliant idea will come out of Ohkura's mouth somehow.
Then he realizes he's expecting the impossible.
"We could do as Subaru says...?"
"What?!"
"It's not a bad idea. I mean, he's right... The fans would love it."
Ryo decides to pointedly ignore the fact that Ohkura is blushing. It's just the way the light in the room is hitting his face. It's just the angle of the shadow of his hat. Ryo balls his hand into a fist and doesn't quite know why.
"We can't really do that, you know," Ryo says.
"Subaru would have to sing," Ohkura says, nodding.
"And dance, too," Ryo says. "And he hates dancing."
"So I guess the band song is out, then."
Ryo relaxes his hands at his sides.
"I'll talk to Subaru," he says.
---
He tries calling Subaru early because he knows Subaru doesn't stay up very late, but when he calls he just listens to empty rings for what feels like forever until Subaru's voicemail picks up. Ryo doesn't leave a message. He snaps his phone shut and tosses it on the edge of the bed.
He paces around his apartment for a while, tries to absently hum a tune to a new song. But this isn't the way he usually writes songs. They just kind of come to him, usually while he's not even intending for them to come. He's inspired by random people in random places. This feels like a responsibility, like he has to write to convey the feelings of himself and two others.
It shouldn't be a big deal. And it's not like the other guys haven't played a song with him before.
He doesn't know why it is that he can't quite make the music happen. Maybe if he had Subaru's lyrics in front of him, he'd be able to think of a way to shape them. But Subaru doesn't seem to be having any luck in that area either.
Ryo takes a shower and lets the warm water run over him. He closes his eyes and lets his muscles relax. Something he doesn't do nearly as often as he should. Maybe he'll just give up on it and let Subaru direct the song. Maybe they can ask someone else to write it. Ryo realizes they're coming up on short notice now, but maybe. Maybe. He turns off the water and steps out, wrapping a towel around himself. And when he glances at his phone, still lying on the bed, it's flashing.
Subaru called while he was inside, but he didn't leave a message either. So Ryo calls him back and he answers this time, on the very first ring.
"You do it," Ryo says.
"Huh?"
"You decide on the song. We can dance, do something upbeat. Whatever you want."
"I was kidding about a sequel to Torn," Subaru says. "Well, okay I wasn't really kidding, but I think my idea might require a higher rating on the DVD..."
"You got away with Desire," Ryo laughs.
"Hey, that one can be interpreted in different ways," Subaru says, and Ryo can almost see his smile.
"What's your idea anyway?" Ryo asks. "Maybe we can make it into a PG-rated version."
"I don't know, but you're never shy about showing skin anyway. Maybe Ohkura could unbutton your shirt from behind."
"Uh huh." Ryo swallows.
"You could grind into him a little, but it'd be sexy if his hand was on your chest while you did it..."
"Subaru..."
"And you know everyone went crazy when we... kissed each other a couple years ago," Subaru says, sounding shy all of a sudden. It only makes Ryo's mouth feel even more dry. He opens up a bottle of water near his bed and takes a long drink.
"Yeah?" Ryo asks.
"You could do something like that," Subaru says. "You don't have to do that, but just getting close is enough. Maybe just close to his neck or his ear or--"
Ryo doesn't mean to get turned on. By any of that. But Subaru stops talking abruptly and he's left with the realization that his hand was getting dangerously close to slipping under his towel. He's completely hard, his dick resting on his thigh, and it'd just be weird to do this with Subaru on the phone. He keeps his hand on his knee, afraid to move, afraid to breathe.
Subaru is still silent.
"Hello?" Ryo asks.
"Yeah, I'm here," Subaru says.
"Are you...?" Ryo starts to ask, but there is no way he is getting that question out. Are you doing what I think you're doing? Does he want to know the answer?
Then he hears Subaru's breathing, shaky on the other end of the line.
And he decides to go with it.
"What else would you want us to do?" Ryo asks.
"Well," Subaru says, pausing for only a moment. "It can't be too much since it's onstage. Maybe you could take his shirt off, too... run your hands down his arms..."
"Definitely too much," Ryo says. He wraps his hand around his dick, now aching, and sighs in relief at the touch. He hears Subaru's breath quicken at that.
"But what if it wasn't too much..." Subaru says. "You could do that until the tension was too high... then maybe he could start to undo your belt."
"Not me undoing his?" Ryo asks, now stroking himself in a long, slow motion.
"No, see, you have to get Ohkura started first or else he'll just be lazy about the whole thing," Subaru chuckles.
"Good point," Ryo says. "So then what?"
Subaru's voice is breathy on the line and he keeps pausing to breathe deeply. Every time, it makes Ryo shiver, makes him grip his cock a little harder. He lies back on the bed, spreads his knees apart, and waits for Subaru to speak. Maybe he's obliging Ryo, or maybe he is just really getting off on voicing his fantasy. Whatever it is, Ryo doesn't care as long as he doesn't stop doing it.
"He could get on his knees," Subaru says.
Ryo groans just at the thought. He imagines Ohkura inching down his pants, pulling his cock out and stroking it with his hands. Both he and Subaru fall silent, and Ryo knows they're thinking the same thing. He pictures Ohkura's lips around him, sliding back and forth while he twists his fingers in Ohkura's hair. He pictures Ohkura getting off on it, palming his cock through his pants, then needing to jerk himself off to relieve the tension. Ryo's so close, he keeps a steady pace, but he can't wait too long for Subaru. He tries to touch himself more gently, but that only turns him on more.
"Then what would you do?" Ryo asks, between short breaths. Just wanting to hear Subaru's voice a little more. Just a little more.
"Watch?" Subaru says.
"But what if--"
"I like to watch," Subaru says. Then Ryo really can hear the grin in his voice. It's all so intense, but with Subaru it still manages to be playful somehow. Ryo couldn't have ever predicted he'd be doing this on the phone with Subaru but it's too sexy for him to say no. It's close to being over anyway, so he doesn't hold back, just jerks himself off roughly while imagining his dick sliding in and out of Ohkura's mouth and Subaru getting off on the two of them together. It's not a bad fantasy to have. And one he'll probably need to keep for future use...
Subaru comes first, from the sound of it, and just hearing it sends Ryo over the edge too. Then he lies back on the pillow, all warm and dizzy and tired.
It's a few long moments before Subaru speaks.
"But somehow I don't think they're going to let us do that on stage."
"So we're back where we started..." Ryo says, surprised at how they've gone from that to talking normally again. But he supposes he's known Subaru for too long. Maybe the real surprise is that this is only the first time something happened between the two of them.
"Well, kind of," Subaru says.
---
The next day, Ryo starts to feel the weight of the deadline a little more. Thankfully, nothing is weird when he sees Subaru, but strangely it's all very weird when he sees Ohkura. It's an odd feeling of guilt, like Ohkura was an object of fantasy and hadn't given him permission. Like they'd done something secretly behind his back. And, in a way, he supposes they did. Ohkura doesn't mention anything about the song, maybe believing that he and Subaru still have it under control. But he couldn't be any more mistaken about that.
Then none of them talk about the song. Not the idea or the execution, or even a vague concept of what they want it to be about. They've already gotten some extra time to work out the details, but when they don't even have a general idea, there are no details to work out. Ryo's been working on his solo song, but as far as he knows Subaru doesn't know a thing about his yet. Maybe last-minute decisions are just a part of being an idol. But, it's frustrating when it's under their own control like this, and still not quite coming together.
He resolves not to say anything about it and maybe something will miraculously happen. Maybe management will get tired of them taking their time and just assign them a song. Although that, too, can be dangerous. Ryo knows.
"So, what are we going to do?" Ohkura finally asks at the end of the day when they're alone in the changing room. "About the song..."
Ryo swallows down the lump in his throat. Now he really can't look at Ohkura. And even worse, Ohkura's changing into something more comfortable than the stiff clothes he wore to work, so he's shirtless, sees Ryo staring at him, and says a curious "what?" all at the same time.
Somehow Ryo doesn't think the next part of Subaru's idea is going to happen here.
"We... talked about it a little," Ryo says.
"And? We need something soon, right?"
"Hey, you're not allowed to sound so whiney about it when you haven't come up with any ideas of your own."
"I'm not whiney," Ohkura whines.
Ryo chuckles.
"Anyway, let's just... come up with something." Ohkura scowls, and Ryo knows he means "the two of you should come up with something", but he forgives it because it's kind of funny when Ohkura gets this way.
"What do you think of doing another dance song?" Ryo asks, feeling like he's dipping a toe into the water, but obviously this can't go anywhere because Ohkura isn't quite like Subaru.
But that hasn't stopped Ryo from wondering sometimes. Maybe more often than he was willing to admit to himself until now. That image that Subaru conjured up the night before pops into his head again.
"We could..." Ohkura says. "Maybe we could just do what Subaru said. It's not like either of us have a better idea."
Ohkura takes out a T-shirt, begins to put his arms into the sleeves, but Ryo, without thinking, just moving, stops him.
The fact that Ohkura just lets him, without question, gives Ryo nerves right away. Why is it that something can be so easy with Subaru and so different with Ohkura? His fingers are still holding Ohkura's even while Ohkura drops the T-shirt to the ground. Ryo doesn't quite look at him when he speaks.
"I think Subaru's idea might be a little too much," Ryo says. Then he amends, "For the stage."
Ohkura speaks quietly. "What was his idea?"
"He thought I should..." Ryo tries to move, but his body just won't do it. "Well he wanted more touching..."
Ryo curses himself for being so shy. Obviously Ohkura isn't unwilling. Maybe it isn't even the first time this has crossed Ohkura's mind. There is also the matter of the door being unlocked, but they're the last ones to leave, the only ones left.
It's the fact that neither of them can look at each other that makes Ryo realize something is really going to happen. Ohkura pulls him closer, by the elbow, and Ryo stumbles a little before he realizes that he's pressed right against Ohkura's chest. Then, with his feet planted, he licks his lips and leans in to Ohkura's neck.
There must have been something building there, even longer than Ryo realized, because he's hard right away, holding onto Ohkura's hips and pressing their bodies together, moving his hips for the slightest bit of friction, and then wondering if it's going too far, too fast.
"Was this his idea?" Ohkura says, his voice hoarse and throaty.
Ryo swallows. "More or less."
Then he can feel that Ohkura is hard, too. Right against his hip. And just knowing that takes some of his hesitation away.
He lets go of Ohkura's fingers and runs his hand along the bulge in Ohkura's pants, squeezing through the fabric. Ohkura takes in a sharp breath, so Ryo runs his hand along the length, slowly, tentatively, then a little more deliberately.
"Can I?" Ryo asks, circling his thumb around the button. Ohkura nods quickly, so Ryo does, in a fluid motion, unbuttoning, unzipping, then pulling out Ohkura's cock. It's heavy and hard in his hand and Ohkura closes his eyes while he groans.
But this isn't the way that Subaru told it. It was the other way around, with Ohkura jerking him off then getting down on his knees. He supposes Ohkura isn't going to do that without a little guidance. Maybe Subaru being the director wasn't such a bad idea after all. But it's just the two of them here. Ryo jerks him off in quick motions and Ohkura's hips move in to meet his hand. He could probably just finish Ohkura off, it doesn't seem like it would take very long. Ryo rubs his own cock through his pants, needing just a little relief, and it's not long before he needs more than that.
He half expects Ohkura to offer, but when he doesn't, Ryo undoes his own pants, pulls his cock out and jerks them off together in a quick rhythm. He can't stop thinking about Subaru's version of this. It'd be too hot if Ohkura lowered himself to his knees, took Ryo's cock inside of his mouth. Ryo tenses up at the thought of it, strokes himself a little harder and lets the images of Ohkura sucking him off swirl around inside of his head.
It's sometime while Ryo is lost in the fantasy that Ohkura finally brushes his hand aside and replaces it with his own. He pulls on Ryo's cock in agonizingly slow motions, but Ryo only changes his tempo to match Ohkura's. It feels a little good to get so close to the edge and then be teased a little after that. Even if he doubts that was Ohkura's intention. They stay that way for a while, stroking each other slowly, still looking off to the side as if it will be too much if they really do look at each other. It'll be too honest or too real. Maybe that's why it was so easy with Subaru; Ryo didn't need to see him.
Then Ryo does something on a whim. He lowers to his knees. Quickly, hungrily. He licks his lips takes a deep breath.
Ohkura says a breathy, "Ryo-chan" just before Ryo takes Ohkura's cock into his mouth. Just the head, then a little more, a little deeper. Ohkura groans deeply and Ryo holds tight onto his hips. It's sexier this way than Ryo could have even imagined. It's the noises Ohkura makes, and feeling of his fingers on the back of Ryo's neck. Ryo takes a little more in every time and even lets Ohkura move his hips a little.
It seems like Ohkura is close to the edge, and this time Ryo is too wound up to take it slowly. He wraps his hand around Ohkura's cock, roughly and strokes just a couple of times before Ohkura comes. Then he finishes himself off, still holding onto Ohkura's softening cock, and stays there on his knees while he catches his breath.
Then, before he has any time to really absorb what actually happened... there is a knock at the door.
Ohkura throws some tissues at him and they both fumble to get their pants back on while the door opens. Unconvincingly, as Ryo's still on the floor and Ohkura's pants are only half-zipped and unbuttoned.
"Um," Subaru says. He seems like he's maybe trying to hide his grin, but he's not putting too much effort into it. "So someone showed me this English song..."
---
Ryo is a little suspicious when Subaru never brings it up again. Especially after so blatantly walking in on them. But after a while, he lets it go. They record Glorious in the studio and management starts talking to them about their PV. It's not until filming that it comes up again.
Ohkura comes to Ryo's trailer, just before hair and makeup are going to come and get him properly ready. And it's just a quick handjob, so Ryo doesn't figure it will take long. Especially now that Ohkura's starting to know what he's doing when it comes to Ryo.
He jerks Ryo off in practiced movements, hand under a jacket that's on Ryo's lap just in case. At least this time, when someone comes to the door, they knock.
"Yeah?" Ryo shouts, shifting uncomfortably while Ohkura removes his hand.
"Figured I'd knock," Subaru says.
"Probably a good idea." Ryo knows he can't hide what they're doing, especially with Ohkura standing so close. But they don't need to hide it from Subaru of all people.
"You didn't invite me last time," Subaru says, it's half-joking, but Ryo's already hard and turned-on, so it sounds fully suggestive to him.
"You said you like to watch anyway, right?" Ryo says, a cheeky grin spreading across his face.
Ohkura looks a little like he wants to melt right into the floor. But he looks like that often enough that Ryo doesn't worry too much.
"So," Ryo says.
Subaru just grins at both of them. "Go on," he says.
Fandom: Kanjani8
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Ohkura/Ryo, Subaru/Ryo
Disclaimer: This is a fictional situation.
Notes: Written for rainymemories for je_fqfest :D
"So I'm thinking we can do something like Torn... only sexier," Subaru says. "What do you think?"
Just moments after they've drawn each other for a unit song, Subaru looks at Ohkura and Ryo hungrily. Ryo's used to that look, but Ohkura edges away, shuffling back until he bangs his knee on the back of a chair.
"Ow," he says.
Ryo laughs.
"Like what if you took his shirt off this time," Subaru says. "There could be more touching..." And they both snap back at attention.
"But..." Ohkura says.
"Can't we just do something normal this time?" Ryo pleads. "Or we can do something sexy, but can it be... the normal kind of sexy?"
Subaru's lecherous grin does not waver.
Ryo sighs. "So if we're over here taking each other's shirts off, what are you going to be doing exactly?"
"Oh, I'll direct it."
"You can't do that!"
"Obviously you need to sing!" Ohkura whines.
"I can sing in the background?" Subaru giggles.
"This... is a terrible idea," Ryo says. "And you're not serious about it, right?"
Subaru shrugs. "You know the fans would love it."
And it's true, of course - the reception to Torn was just as enthusiastic as Ryo had anticipated. But he never felt like they really connected on that one. He liked the song, and the dance was fun, but when Yara said for them to "look deeply into each other's eyes" while dancing, Ryo couldn't ever do it without cracking a smile. Then Ohkura would do the same. And they'd just have to look off to the side before they both erupted into giggles.
Probably not what Yara was going for.
"Eh, it's a fun idea anyway, right?" Subaru says.
Ohkura mumbles something and Ryo instantly changes the subject. "So what is it we're really going to do?
They all look at each other, waiting for someone to take the plunge.
---
Ryo hears that Yasu and Yoko got to work instantly, both knowing exactly what it was they wanted to do. Of course Yasu would write music and Yoko would write lyrics. That night, after they drew for the units, Yasu and Yoko went out to eat together and stayed out most of the night finalizing their idea.
Ryo was a little relieved to hear that Hina and Maru were having a more difficult time coming together on theirs. At least his wasn't the only group struggling. No one seemed to have a better idea than Subaru so they all decided, collectively, to not talk about it when they were together.
"How is your song coming along?" Yasu asks a couple of days later, innocently.
And Ryo just lies, says it's coming along fine. But he knows Yasu probably knows they have nothing.
"Maybe we could write something ourselves," Ryo says to Subaru. "Something with a band feel."
It's half of SubaruBAND anyway, maybe Ryo could do his best to fill in for the other two.
"I could try writing some lyrics?" Subaru says.
"I'll work on the music," Ryo says. Then he does, for two solid days until it becomes pretty clear he can't find any inspiration for it. Sometimes these things just aren't meant to happen, he thinks. But even though Torn probably didn't reflect Yara's vision, exactly, that kind of a dance song was fun with Ohkura. Maybe it'd be fun with the three of them.
He crumples up the fifth sheet of paper and throws it at the waste basket, just barely missing. They need to have their idea finalized in a couple of days. And at this rate, they really are going to wind up undressing each other onstage.
"Think, think, think," Ryo says, tapping his guitar and hoping the hollow noise will strike inspiration somehow.
---
Ohkura is no help at all, and mostly just shrugs absently when Ryo asks him if he's come up with any ideas.
"I thought you guys were writing something," he says.
"That doesn't mean you can't try to come up with anything..."
"It'll be okay anyway, right?" Ohkura shrugs again. "We always come up with something."
"But this should be good, shouldn't it?" Ryo sighs. "I don't want to just do something."
Ohkura's lack of concern doesn't put Ryo's mind at rest, and he crosses his arms in front of his chest, wondering if he stares long enough if some kind of brilliant idea will come out of Ohkura's mouth somehow.
Then he realizes he's expecting the impossible.
"We could do as Subaru says...?"
"What?!"
"It's not a bad idea. I mean, he's right... The fans would love it."
Ryo decides to pointedly ignore the fact that Ohkura is blushing. It's just the way the light in the room is hitting his face. It's just the angle of the shadow of his hat. Ryo balls his hand into a fist and doesn't quite know why.
"We can't really do that, you know," Ryo says.
"Subaru would have to sing," Ohkura says, nodding.
"And dance, too," Ryo says. "And he hates dancing."
"So I guess the band song is out, then."
Ryo relaxes his hands at his sides.
"I'll talk to Subaru," he says.
---
He tries calling Subaru early because he knows Subaru doesn't stay up very late, but when he calls he just listens to empty rings for what feels like forever until Subaru's voicemail picks up. Ryo doesn't leave a message. He snaps his phone shut and tosses it on the edge of the bed.
He paces around his apartment for a while, tries to absently hum a tune to a new song. But this isn't the way he usually writes songs. They just kind of come to him, usually while he's not even intending for them to come. He's inspired by random people in random places. This feels like a responsibility, like he has to write to convey the feelings of himself and two others.
It shouldn't be a big deal. And it's not like the other guys haven't played a song with him before.
He doesn't know why it is that he can't quite make the music happen. Maybe if he had Subaru's lyrics in front of him, he'd be able to think of a way to shape them. But Subaru doesn't seem to be having any luck in that area either.
Ryo takes a shower and lets the warm water run over him. He closes his eyes and lets his muscles relax. Something he doesn't do nearly as often as he should. Maybe he'll just give up on it and let Subaru direct the song. Maybe they can ask someone else to write it. Ryo realizes they're coming up on short notice now, but maybe. Maybe. He turns off the water and steps out, wrapping a towel around himself. And when he glances at his phone, still lying on the bed, it's flashing.
Subaru called while he was inside, but he didn't leave a message either. So Ryo calls him back and he answers this time, on the very first ring.
"You do it," Ryo says.
"Huh?"
"You decide on the song. We can dance, do something upbeat. Whatever you want."
"I was kidding about a sequel to Torn," Subaru says. "Well, okay I wasn't really kidding, but I think my idea might require a higher rating on the DVD..."
"You got away with Desire," Ryo laughs.
"Hey, that one can be interpreted in different ways," Subaru says, and Ryo can almost see his smile.
"What's your idea anyway?" Ryo asks. "Maybe we can make it into a PG-rated version."
"I don't know, but you're never shy about showing skin anyway. Maybe Ohkura could unbutton your shirt from behind."
"Uh huh." Ryo swallows.
"You could grind into him a little, but it'd be sexy if his hand was on your chest while you did it..."
"Subaru..."
"And you know everyone went crazy when we... kissed each other a couple years ago," Subaru says, sounding shy all of a sudden. It only makes Ryo's mouth feel even more dry. He opens up a bottle of water near his bed and takes a long drink.
"Yeah?" Ryo asks.
"You could do something like that," Subaru says. "You don't have to do that, but just getting close is enough. Maybe just close to his neck or his ear or--"
Ryo doesn't mean to get turned on. By any of that. But Subaru stops talking abruptly and he's left with the realization that his hand was getting dangerously close to slipping under his towel. He's completely hard, his dick resting on his thigh, and it'd just be weird to do this with Subaru on the phone. He keeps his hand on his knee, afraid to move, afraid to breathe.
Subaru is still silent.
"Hello?" Ryo asks.
"Yeah, I'm here," Subaru says.
"Are you...?" Ryo starts to ask, but there is no way he is getting that question out. Are you doing what I think you're doing? Does he want to know the answer?
Then he hears Subaru's breathing, shaky on the other end of the line.
And he decides to go with it.
"What else would you want us to do?" Ryo asks.
"Well," Subaru says, pausing for only a moment. "It can't be too much since it's onstage. Maybe you could take his shirt off, too... run your hands down his arms..."
"Definitely too much," Ryo says. He wraps his hand around his dick, now aching, and sighs in relief at the touch. He hears Subaru's breath quicken at that.
"But what if it wasn't too much..." Subaru says. "You could do that until the tension was too high... then maybe he could start to undo your belt."
"Not me undoing his?" Ryo asks, now stroking himself in a long, slow motion.
"No, see, you have to get Ohkura started first or else he'll just be lazy about the whole thing," Subaru chuckles.
"Good point," Ryo says. "So then what?"
Subaru's voice is breathy on the line and he keeps pausing to breathe deeply. Every time, it makes Ryo shiver, makes him grip his cock a little harder. He lies back on the bed, spreads his knees apart, and waits for Subaru to speak. Maybe he's obliging Ryo, or maybe he is just really getting off on voicing his fantasy. Whatever it is, Ryo doesn't care as long as he doesn't stop doing it.
"He could get on his knees," Subaru says.
Ryo groans just at the thought. He imagines Ohkura inching down his pants, pulling his cock out and stroking it with his hands. Both he and Subaru fall silent, and Ryo knows they're thinking the same thing. He pictures Ohkura's lips around him, sliding back and forth while he twists his fingers in Ohkura's hair. He pictures Ohkura getting off on it, palming his cock through his pants, then needing to jerk himself off to relieve the tension. Ryo's so close, he keeps a steady pace, but he can't wait too long for Subaru. He tries to touch himself more gently, but that only turns him on more.
"Then what would you do?" Ryo asks, between short breaths. Just wanting to hear Subaru's voice a little more. Just a little more.
"Watch?" Subaru says.
"But what if--"
"I like to watch," Subaru says. Then Ryo really can hear the grin in his voice. It's all so intense, but with Subaru it still manages to be playful somehow. Ryo couldn't have ever predicted he'd be doing this on the phone with Subaru but it's too sexy for him to say no. It's close to being over anyway, so he doesn't hold back, just jerks himself off roughly while imagining his dick sliding in and out of Ohkura's mouth and Subaru getting off on the two of them together. It's not a bad fantasy to have. And one he'll probably need to keep for future use...
Subaru comes first, from the sound of it, and just hearing it sends Ryo over the edge too. Then he lies back on the pillow, all warm and dizzy and tired.
It's a few long moments before Subaru speaks.
"But somehow I don't think they're going to let us do that on stage."
"So we're back where we started..." Ryo says, surprised at how they've gone from that to talking normally again. But he supposes he's known Subaru for too long. Maybe the real surprise is that this is only the first time something happened between the two of them.
"Well, kind of," Subaru says.
---
The next day, Ryo starts to feel the weight of the deadline a little more. Thankfully, nothing is weird when he sees Subaru, but strangely it's all very weird when he sees Ohkura. It's an odd feeling of guilt, like Ohkura was an object of fantasy and hadn't given him permission. Like they'd done something secretly behind his back. And, in a way, he supposes they did. Ohkura doesn't mention anything about the song, maybe believing that he and Subaru still have it under control. But he couldn't be any more mistaken about that.
Then none of them talk about the song. Not the idea or the execution, or even a vague concept of what they want it to be about. They've already gotten some extra time to work out the details, but when they don't even have a general idea, there are no details to work out. Ryo's been working on his solo song, but as far as he knows Subaru doesn't know a thing about his yet. Maybe last-minute decisions are just a part of being an idol. But, it's frustrating when it's under their own control like this, and still not quite coming together.
He resolves not to say anything about it and maybe something will miraculously happen. Maybe management will get tired of them taking their time and just assign them a song. Although that, too, can be dangerous. Ryo knows.
"So, what are we going to do?" Ohkura finally asks at the end of the day when they're alone in the changing room. "About the song..."
Ryo swallows down the lump in his throat. Now he really can't look at Ohkura. And even worse, Ohkura's changing into something more comfortable than the stiff clothes he wore to work, so he's shirtless, sees Ryo staring at him, and says a curious "what?" all at the same time.
Somehow Ryo doesn't think the next part of Subaru's idea is going to happen here.
"We... talked about it a little," Ryo says.
"And? We need something soon, right?"
"Hey, you're not allowed to sound so whiney about it when you haven't come up with any ideas of your own."
"I'm not whiney," Ohkura whines.
Ryo chuckles.
"Anyway, let's just... come up with something." Ohkura scowls, and Ryo knows he means "the two of you should come up with something", but he forgives it because it's kind of funny when Ohkura gets this way.
"What do you think of doing another dance song?" Ryo asks, feeling like he's dipping a toe into the water, but obviously this can't go anywhere because Ohkura isn't quite like Subaru.
But that hasn't stopped Ryo from wondering sometimes. Maybe more often than he was willing to admit to himself until now. That image that Subaru conjured up the night before pops into his head again.
"We could..." Ohkura says. "Maybe we could just do what Subaru said. It's not like either of us have a better idea."
Ohkura takes out a T-shirt, begins to put his arms into the sleeves, but Ryo, without thinking, just moving, stops him.
The fact that Ohkura just lets him, without question, gives Ryo nerves right away. Why is it that something can be so easy with Subaru and so different with Ohkura? His fingers are still holding Ohkura's even while Ohkura drops the T-shirt to the ground. Ryo doesn't quite look at him when he speaks.
"I think Subaru's idea might be a little too much," Ryo says. Then he amends, "For the stage."
Ohkura speaks quietly. "What was his idea?"
"He thought I should..." Ryo tries to move, but his body just won't do it. "Well he wanted more touching..."
Ryo curses himself for being so shy. Obviously Ohkura isn't unwilling. Maybe it isn't even the first time this has crossed Ohkura's mind. There is also the matter of the door being unlocked, but they're the last ones to leave, the only ones left.
It's the fact that neither of them can look at each other that makes Ryo realize something is really going to happen. Ohkura pulls him closer, by the elbow, and Ryo stumbles a little before he realizes that he's pressed right against Ohkura's chest. Then, with his feet planted, he licks his lips and leans in to Ohkura's neck.
There must have been something building there, even longer than Ryo realized, because he's hard right away, holding onto Ohkura's hips and pressing their bodies together, moving his hips for the slightest bit of friction, and then wondering if it's going too far, too fast.
"Was this his idea?" Ohkura says, his voice hoarse and throaty.
Ryo swallows. "More or less."
Then he can feel that Ohkura is hard, too. Right against his hip. And just knowing that takes some of his hesitation away.
He lets go of Ohkura's fingers and runs his hand along the bulge in Ohkura's pants, squeezing through the fabric. Ohkura takes in a sharp breath, so Ryo runs his hand along the length, slowly, tentatively, then a little more deliberately.
"Can I?" Ryo asks, circling his thumb around the button. Ohkura nods quickly, so Ryo does, in a fluid motion, unbuttoning, unzipping, then pulling out Ohkura's cock. It's heavy and hard in his hand and Ohkura closes his eyes while he groans.
But this isn't the way that Subaru told it. It was the other way around, with Ohkura jerking him off then getting down on his knees. He supposes Ohkura isn't going to do that without a little guidance. Maybe Subaru being the director wasn't such a bad idea after all. But it's just the two of them here. Ryo jerks him off in quick motions and Ohkura's hips move in to meet his hand. He could probably just finish Ohkura off, it doesn't seem like it would take very long. Ryo rubs his own cock through his pants, needing just a little relief, and it's not long before he needs more than that.
He half expects Ohkura to offer, but when he doesn't, Ryo undoes his own pants, pulls his cock out and jerks them off together in a quick rhythm. He can't stop thinking about Subaru's version of this. It'd be too hot if Ohkura lowered himself to his knees, took Ryo's cock inside of his mouth. Ryo tenses up at the thought of it, strokes himself a little harder and lets the images of Ohkura sucking him off swirl around inside of his head.
It's sometime while Ryo is lost in the fantasy that Ohkura finally brushes his hand aside and replaces it with his own. He pulls on Ryo's cock in agonizingly slow motions, but Ryo only changes his tempo to match Ohkura's. It feels a little good to get so close to the edge and then be teased a little after that. Even if he doubts that was Ohkura's intention. They stay that way for a while, stroking each other slowly, still looking off to the side as if it will be too much if they really do look at each other. It'll be too honest or too real. Maybe that's why it was so easy with Subaru; Ryo didn't need to see him.
Then Ryo does something on a whim. He lowers to his knees. Quickly, hungrily. He licks his lips takes a deep breath.
Ohkura says a breathy, "Ryo-chan" just before Ryo takes Ohkura's cock into his mouth. Just the head, then a little more, a little deeper. Ohkura groans deeply and Ryo holds tight onto his hips. It's sexier this way than Ryo could have even imagined. It's the noises Ohkura makes, and feeling of his fingers on the back of Ryo's neck. Ryo takes a little more in every time and even lets Ohkura move his hips a little.
It seems like Ohkura is close to the edge, and this time Ryo is too wound up to take it slowly. He wraps his hand around Ohkura's cock, roughly and strokes just a couple of times before Ohkura comes. Then he finishes himself off, still holding onto Ohkura's softening cock, and stays there on his knees while he catches his breath.
Then, before he has any time to really absorb what actually happened... there is a knock at the door.
Ohkura throws some tissues at him and they both fumble to get their pants back on while the door opens. Unconvincingly, as Ryo's still on the floor and Ohkura's pants are only half-zipped and unbuttoned.
"Um," Subaru says. He seems like he's maybe trying to hide his grin, but he's not putting too much effort into it. "So someone showed me this English song..."
---
Ryo is a little suspicious when Subaru never brings it up again. Especially after so blatantly walking in on them. But after a while, he lets it go. They record Glorious in the studio and management starts talking to them about their PV. It's not until filming that it comes up again.
Ohkura comes to Ryo's trailer, just before hair and makeup are going to come and get him properly ready. And it's just a quick handjob, so Ryo doesn't figure it will take long. Especially now that Ohkura's starting to know what he's doing when it comes to Ryo.
He jerks Ryo off in practiced movements, hand under a jacket that's on Ryo's lap just in case. At least this time, when someone comes to the door, they knock.
"Yeah?" Ryo shouts, shifting uncomfortably while Ohkura removes his hand.
"Figured I'd knock," Subaru says.
"Probably a good idea." Ryo knows he can't hide what they're doing, especially with Ohkura standing so close. But they don't need to hide it from Subaru of all people.
"You didn't invite me last time," Subaru says, it's half-joking, but Ryo's already hard and turned-on, so it sounds fully suggestive to him.
"You said you like to watch anyway, right?" Ryo says, a cheeky grin spreading across his face.
Ohkura looks a little like he wants to melt right into the floor. But he looks like that often enough that Ryo doesn't worry too much.
"So," Ryo says.
Subaru just grins at both of them. "Go on," he says.