[Ready for Beta] Leave Something for the Imagination
Title: Leave Something for the Imagination
Pairing: Yokoo Wataru - Nikaido Takashi - Kitayama Hiromitsu
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Nikado's imagination causes quite something
A/N: Written for a certain someones nose fetish
Opening the door Yokoo's eyes were immediately drawn to the figure leaning over the couch, a familiar piece of pants showing above the low riding jeans. The fabric didn't hide the fact the owner of the pants had some nicely proportioned buttocks and a pair of long and strong muscled legs to carry himself around. Yokoo wondered what he was doing, but they way his ass was up in the air was way too tempting to pass over.
With a flick of his wrist he locked the door and in a few strides he was close enough to place his hands on the familiar figure, leaning in close enough to whisper in his ear. "Say Nika-chan, what are you ..." Before he could finish his question, Nikaido placed a finger on his lips to shut him up, whispering back urgently. "Quiet Watta, we don't want him to wake up yet." Yokoo gave him a puzzled look, Kitayama wasn't the person to wake up at the slightest noise.
Nikaido continued, keeping his voice low. "Don't you think Micchan looks really cute when he sleeps?" "Do I need to worry Nika-chan? Are you developping some real leader-kink?" Yokoo playfully bit the younger one's ear before placing a trail of featherlike kisses all the way to Nikaido's mouth. "Why are you so fascinated by our sleeping leader, it's not like the first time you see him sleeping?" Nikaido blushed and tried to hide his face to keep Yokoo from noticing it, but a low chuckle told him he was too late, so he shoved at the older one.
Yokoo let one of his hands travel to front of Nikaido's pants and was not a bit surprised to feel his friend was already completely hard, letting out another amused chuckle as he stroked him through his pants. "Don't tell me you're getting off on just watching Mitsu's sleeping face." By now Nikado's face was beet red, but Yokoo wasn't done teasing him as he now barely touched his erection, sucking on his earlobe before continuing his questions.
"So tell me Nika-chan, what was your perverted brain thinking of doing to our dear Mitsu? Did you want him to throw you over the couch, pull your pants down and let him shove his fatty cock right up your horny ass." Nikaido tried to keep his breathing under control, which proved to be rather difficult the way Yokoo treated him. He hated it as much as he wanted him to continue, trying to escape from one moment and leaning in to his touch the other, even trying to rub his ass against the older man, who teasingly kept him from getting what he wanted, making him want it even more.
"Don't tell me, you just wanted to get yourself off all over Mitsu's sleeping face?" Nikaido froze as if he was stung by a bee, then almost choked, making Yokoo feel victorious since he obviously hit the jackpot with that last remark. Yokoo straightened himself up, pulling Nikaido with him, now holding him against his chest as he rubbed the front of his pants thoroughly, still nibbling on his ear. "Is it how his face looks almost heavenly innocent when he sleeps." Nikaido breathed heavily though his nose, trying to rub himself against Yokoo. "Or is it how cute his nose sticks a bit up, and his nostrils move almost delicately as he breaths."
Nikaido let out an annoyed moan, hating the power Yokoo was having over him now, making him die with want but at the same time enjoying every second of it, wanting all the dirty talk thrown at him to become true and he knew Yokoo well enough that he was aware of all of this too. "Watta please?" "Please what? What is it that you want? Isn't watching a sleeping Mitsu enough for you?"
"Touch me please." "And?" Yokoo swiped his tongue through Nikaido's ear, then letting his breath cause Nikaido to shiver the moment he blew on the slightly wet skin. "Talk some more to me please." Yokoo smiled smugly before he let his hand slip under Nikaido's shirt, feeling the warmth of the well toned body flow into his fingers. "So you want Mitsu to grab you after the next training. Forcing you backwards until you hit the wall. Shoving his cute little nose right up your face before crushing your lips together, forcing his tongue all the way into your skilful mouth."
Nikaido swallowed hard, licking his lips, leaning into Yokoo's touch his body telling the older one he could do at will. Yokoo pulled Nikaido's piercing slightly as he let his other hand find his way into his pants, getting an approving moan in reward. "You want his strong hands to explore your naked body, feeling every muscle, making you shiver under his touch, finding your weakspots." Yokoo bit down on a certain sot in Nikaido's neck, sucking on the skin, leaving a mark, while he firmly stroke his erection, feeling the younger one melt under his administrations.
"You should loose your cloths if you want me to continue." On shakey legs Nikaido got rid of his cloths, from the corner of his eyes he saw that Yokoo did the same, showing his own excitement as his cock already pointed skywards. Nikaido turned around and almost hungrily attached himself to the warm piece of flesh, making Yokoo moan in return. "You're such a little cock sucking whore Nika-chan. You're more then willing to go down on your knees for him, swallinging him whole, sucking him off with your strong little mouth, rubbing his balls."
Sensing the tension increase in Nikaido, Yokoo was well aware of his antics, so he grabbed him by the jaw. "Don't you even dare to think about, I'll punish you so severely you won't be able to walk for a week." Nikaido gave him a death glare in return, but let himself being pulled up. "Fuck you Watta, it's all talk. You better show me some fucking action. You know I could force you down on Micchan anytime and give you the fucking of a lifetime, making you spill all over his clothes, waking him up all hot and annoyed and he will do you too, filling your tight ass with his heavy cock, fucking you so hard you just wished you hadn't taunted me so severely."
They looked eachother in the eye, challenging, charching, ending up in a heated kiss as their hands found their way to their throbbing hot erections, jerking the hot flesh passionately. Breaking the kiss to catch their breath, Nikaido gave Yokoo an evil smirk. "I'll dare you to come all over Micchan's face." "So what's in it for me." "I'll listen to you for a whole week, even doing you're cleaning and you can fuck me or let me suck you off anytime you want." Yokoo thought it over or a second then smiled satisfied. "Only if you do it with me and I'll ride you on request."
They moved so they were back into the same position, now standing next to Kitayama's sleeping face. Feeling the extra sensation of the dare made their bodies even more responsive to eachother, they both intensified the speed they were stroking eachother, kissing and sucking on eachother's skin occasionally. This was surely beyond Nikaido's imagination and he could feel he was getting close, making sure Yokoo would come at the same time he speeded up his strokes, pulling the foreskin as far back as possible, scraping the sensitive skin of the older man's innertights and balls with his nails.
Yokoo could feel it too, they were getting close, he made sure to let his thumb slide over the head of Nikaido's cock with every stroke, letting the long fingers of his other hand slide between the younger one's legs. Their breathing was labored by now as they continued jerking eachother off, getting closer to the edge with every stroke. "Fuck Watta, now." They let go of eachother and turned so they were facing Kitayama, now giving themselves the last couple of strokes, to make them come in white streaks all over the sleeping man's face, a cry escaping their lips as they felt the sensation travel throughout their bodies, trembling, holding eachother in a tight embrace to keep themselves from falling not wanting to loose the feeling of their orgasm.
Kitayama slowly woke up, feeling something funny on his face, his hand moving towards his eye to feel what was there. With a jerk he pulled his hand back as he felt the sticky, familiair substance, slowly opening an eye to make sure it was what he thought that it was, the anger building up within him. His eyes searched the room to find the culprits, skipping a heartbeat the moment he saw the two naked figures clung to echother, trying to catch their breaths. With a growl he jumped up from the couch, cum dripping from his face. "Who's fucking brilliant idea was this!" Two sets of dreamy eyes looked at him almost groggily. Nikaido lifted a lazy hand and pointed towards Yokoo. "His."
Pairing: Yokoo Wataru - Nikaido Takashi - Kitayama Hiromitsu
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Nikado's imagination causes quite something
A/N: Written for a certain someones nose fetish
Opening the door Yokoo's eyes were immediately drawn to the figure leaning over the couch, a familiar piece of pants showing above the low riding jeans. The fabric didn't hide the fact the owner of the pants had some nicely proportioned buttocks and a pair of long and strong muscled legs to carry himself around. Yokoo wondered what he was doing, but they way his ass was up in the air was way too tempting to pass over.
With a flick of his wrist he locked the door and in a few strides he was close enough to place his hands on the familiar figure, leaning in close enough to whisper in his ear. "Say Nika-chan, what are you ..." Before he could finish his question, Nikaido placed a finger on his lips to shut him up, whispering back urgently. "Quiet Watta, we don't want him to wake up yet." Yokoo gave him a puzzled look, Kitayama wasn't the person to wake up at the slightest noise.
Nikaido continued, keeping his voice low. "Don't you think Micchan looks really cute when he sleeps?" "Do I need to worry Nika-chan? Are you developping some real leader-kink?" Yokoo playfully bit the younger one's ear before placing a trail of featherlike kisses all the way to Nikaido's mouth. "Why are you so fascinated by our sleeping leader, it's not like the first time you see him sleeping?" Nikaido blushed and tried to hide his face to keep Yokoo from noticing it, but a low chuckle told him he was too late, so he shoved at the older one.
Yokoo let one of his hands travel to front of Nikaido's pants and was not a bit surprised to feel his friend was already completely hard, letting out another amused chuckle as he stroked him through his pants. "Don't tell me you're getting off on just watching Mitsu's sleeping face." By now Nikado's face was beet red, but Yokoo wasn't done teasing him as he now barely touched his erection, sucking on his earlobe before continuing his questions.
"So tell me Nika-chan, what was your perverted brain thinking of doing to our dear Mitsu? Did you want him to throw you over the couch, pull your pants down and let him shove his fatty cock right up your horny ass." Nikaido tried to keep his breathing under control, which proved to be rather difficult the way Yokoo treated him. He hated it as much as he wanted him to continue, trying to escape from one moment and leaning in to his touch the other, even trying to rub his ass against the older man, who teasingly kept him from getting what he wanted, making him want it even more.
"Don't tell me, you just wanted to get yourself off all over Mitsu's sleeping face?" Nikaido froze as if he was stung by a bee, then almost choked, making Yokoo feel victorious since he obviously hit the jackpot with that last remark. Yokoo straightened himself up, pulling Nikaido with him, now holding him against his chest as he rubbed the front of his pants thoroughly, still nibbling on his ear. "Is it how his face looks almost heavenly innocent when he sleeps." Nikaido breathed heavily though his nose, trying to rub himself against Yokoo. "Or is it how cute his nose sticks a bit up, and his nostrils move almost delicately as he breaths."
Nikaido let out an annoyed moan, hating the power Yokoo was having over him now, making him die with want but at the same time enjoying every second of it, wanting all the dirty talk thrown at him to become true and he knew Yokoo well enough that he was aware of all of this too. "Watta please?" "Please what? What is it that you want? Isn't watching a sleeping Mitsu enough for you?"
"Touch me please." "And?" Yokoo swiped his tongue through Nikaido's ear, then letting his breath cause Nikaido to shiver the moment he blew on the slightly wet skin. "Talk some more to me please." Yokoo smiled smugly before he let his hand slip under Nikaido's shirt, feeling the warmth of the well toned body flow into his fingers. "So you want Mitsu to grab you after the next training. Forcing you backwards until you hit the wall. Shoving his cute little nose right up your face before crushing your lips together, forcing his tongue all the way into your skilful mouth."
Nikaido swallowed hard, licking his lips, leaning into Yokoo's touch his body telling the older one he could do at will. Yokoo pulled Nikaido's piercing slightly as he let his other hand find his way into his pants, getting an approving moan in reward. "You want his strong hands to explore your naked body, feeling every muscle, making you shiver under his touch, finding your weakspots." Yokoo bit down on a certain sot in Nikaido's neck, sucking on the skin, leaving a mark, while he firmly stroke his erection, feeling the younger one melt under his administrations.
"You should loose your cloths if you want me to continue." On shakey legs Nikaido got rid of his cloths, from the corner of his eyes he saw that Yokoo did the same, showing his own excitement as his cock already pointed skywards. Nikaido turned around and almost hungrily attached himself to the warm piece of flesh, making Yokoo moan in return. "You're such a little cock sucking whore Nika-chan. You're more then willing to go down on your knees for him, swallinging him whole, sucking him off with your strong little mouth, rubbing his balls."
Sensing the tension increase in Nikaido, Yokoo was well aware of his antics, so he grabbed him by the jaw. "Don't you even dare to think about, I'll punish you so severely you won't be able to walk for a week." Nikaido gave him a death glare in return, but let himself being pulled up. "Fuck you Watta, it's all talk. You better show me some fucking action. You know I could force you down on Micchan anytime and give you the fucking of a lifetime, making you spill all over his clothes, waking him up all hot and annoyed and he will do you too, filling your tight ass with his heavy cock, fucking you so hard you just wished you hadn't taunted me so severely."
They looked eachother in the eye, challenging, charching, ending up in a heated kiss as their hands found their way to their throbbing hot erections, jerking the hot flesh passionately. Breaking the kiss to catch their breath, Nikaido gave Yokoo an evil smirk. "I'll dare you to come all over Micchan's face." "So what's in it for me." "I'll listen to you for a whole week, even doing you're cleaning and you can fuck me or let me suck you off anytime you want." Yokoo thought it over or a second then smiled satisfied. "Only if you do it with me and I'll ride you on request."
They moved so they were back into the same position, now standing next to Kitayama's sleeping face. Feeling the extra sensation of the dare made their bodies even more responsive to eachother, they both intensified the speed they were stroking eachother, kissing and sucking on eachother's skin occasionally. This was surely beyond Nikaido's imagination and he could feel he was getting close, making sure Yokoo would come at the same time he speeded up his strokes, pulling the foreskin as far back as possible, scraping the sensitive skin of the older man's innertights and balls with his nails.
Yokoo could feel it too, they were getting close, he made sure to let his thumb slide over the head of Nikaido's cock with every stroke, letting the long fingers of his other hand slide between the younger one's legs. Their breathing was labored by now as they continued jerking eachother off, getting closer to the edge with every stroke. "Fuck Watta, now." They let go of eachother and turned so they were facing Kitayama, now giving themselves the last couple of strokes, to make them come in white streaks all over the sleeping man's face, a cry escaping their lips as they felt the sensation travel throughout their bodies, trembling, holding eachother in a tight embrace to keep themselves from falling not wanting to loose the feeling of their orgasm.
Kitayama slowly woke up, feeling something funny on his face, his hand moving towards his eye to feel what was there. With a jerk he pulled his hand back as he felt the sticky, familiair substance, slowly opening an eye to make sure it was what he thought that it was, the anger building up within him. His eyes searched the room to find the culprits, skipping a heartbeat the moment he saw the two naked figures clung to echother, trying to catch their breaths. With a growl he jumped up from the couch, cum dripping from his face. "Who's fucking brilliant idea was this!" Two sets of dreamy eyes looked at him almost groggily. Nikaido lifted a lazy hand and pointed towards Yokoo. "His."