Fic - Boy Kissing
Title: Boy Kissing
Group: NEWS
Rating: Hard R
Pairing: Ryo/Yamapi
Word Count: 1,400something
Note: Cheerup!fic for pashoshi, whom I love lots~ <8
The cheering of the crowd encourages him to do it; he's more energetic than usual too. It is definitely one of his better nights. The murmurs and occasional screams of the crowd give him courage and more raw energy than any buzz ever could.
"Turn your penlights off," Ryo says enthusiastically. Repeating himself until all but a few are off and the only light is from the stage.
"Okay, after the question turn them on for 'yes' and off for 'no'," Ryo says and grins so wide it feels like his face is going to split.
"Everyone!!" Ryo yells and some girls scream back.
"Should Shige cut his hair?"
Ryo is laughing so hard as the arena lights up, the innocent twinkle of penlights flicker on and start changing color. He looks over at Shige with a huge grin on his face and is meet with an unimpressed expression that gives way to slight amusement.
Ryo's so freaking hyper throughout the show.
He slings an arm over Yamapi's shoulder and sings his part, skin tingling pleasantly when Yamapi's arm goes around his waist.
The next few concerts though, Ryo gets tired of mocking Shige.
Okay he doesn't get tired of mocking Shige ever but he's ready to be a little more daring; the fangirls waving uchiwa and their sparkling penlights make him more daring that normal.
"Hello!" Ryo yells and waves his arms frantically.
He catches Yamapi's amused smile and grins mischievously back.
"Everyone!!!! Cute girls! Pretty girls!" Ryo pauses for a second, "Cool guys!! Or rather pretty girls' boyfriends!"
"Turn off your penlights." Ryo waves and one by one the little blinking lights flick off. "Hey, all of them. In the back row too! Turn them off."
"Now, okay. If you say 'yes' turn the penlight on, and if you say 'no' leave it off," Ryo pauses, watching as the last few penlights blink out and he grins, the plan already forming in his mind.
Yamapi tilts his head and Ryo maintains eye contact, breaking it a second later as his eyes slide over the muscles in Yamapi's arms.
"Should Yamashita Tomohisa and Nishikido Ryo kiss?" Ryo grins and Yamapi pouts. He belatedly notices that the entire crowd has starting screaming, penlights flicking on like mad and it just makes Ryo that much more excited.
He can hear the others laughing over the microphone, egging them on. Ryo steps closer to Yamapi who stands his ground but pretends to pout.
"Don't drag me into this," Yamapi grumbles, "eeww boy kissing."
Ryo laughs but Yamapi doesn't move, making an exaggerated disgusted face when Ryo puckers his lips.
The tension in the air is high and he can practically hear the collective intake of breath among the thousands of fangirls as he places a hand on Yamapi's shoulders and leans in, their lips mere inches away and Yamapi's breath warm on his lips. His heart beats faster and he leans in flashing back suddenly to the rush of excitement he got when he kissed Subaru onstage that one time. He wonders how Yamapi's plush lips would feel against his and tilts his head up just a little further and can feel Yamapi breath in slightly.
Then he's abruptly pulled back, Koyama's hands strong on his shoulders and there is more screaming from the crowd. The mood is broken abruptly.
@#$@#$
The air between them after that is different, charged backstage when they've finished with the show. Sweat pouring down their backs and harsh panting signaling a job well down; the final bow and goodbyes said they can still faintly hear the cheers for 'encore' in the background. They've already gone back out twice already, there won't be another encore.
Ryo keeps catching Yamapi's gaze but he looks away when Ryo catches him. The dark, intense look though sends an anticipatory shiver through his body.
"I'm going to the showers," Ryo announces needlessly and disappears off, the rest of the guys ignoring him except Koyama who waves him off with a smile.
Ryo isn't that surprised when Yamapi catches up with him in the locker room. Ryo's already out of his clothes, just a pair of cotton boxers clinging to his hips and he can feel Yamapi's stare slide up and down his body appraisingly. It starts a burn of arousal in the pit of his belly; the charge in the air has been there all night.
It does catch him off guard though, when he moves to slide a hand up Yamapi's chest he's suddenly slammed up against a wall; his hand barely making it out in front of him to stop his face from smashing into it.
"Pi?" Ryo asks, voice sounding small and quieter than usual echoing off the locker room walls.
"You're such a tease," Yamapi complains, grinding against Ryo from behind. Ryo bites his lip and pushes back, blood pumping faster and liking the way Yamapi feels hard against his ass.
"For someone who went 'eww boy kissing earlier' you're sure into it now," Ryo mumbles, trying to goad Yamapi into something. He's not sure what…he just wants more, needs to feel more.
Yamapi laughs shortly and reaches his hand up to turn Ryo's head towards him, kissing him awkwardly over his shoulder. Ryo turns into it as best as he can, lips sliding against Yamapi's, then Yamapi's hand slides over the front of his boxers and he gasps rocking his hips forward into the touch.
"Ryo-chan," Yamapi asks, hands pushing down Ryo's boxers.
"Hurry," Ryo grunts, leaning his forehead pressing against him arm on the wall.
He doesn't know where Yamapi got lube maybe he brought it with him from the practice room when he followed Ryo. But there is a slick finger pressing into him and he jerks, breath catching at the sensation. Yamapi doesn't waste time, he moves it in and out, stretching until he adds a second one soon after.
Ryo's making lots of small noises his eyes squeezed shut and hips rocking back against Yamapi's fingers. The third one goes in with more lube but its still a little quick and the mix of pain and pleasure draws a soft moan from Ryo.
"So hot," Yamapi grunts his voice deep and thick with arousal. The anticipation sends a shiver through Ryo's body. It seems like it takes forever for Yamapi's fingers to finish stretching him but after a minute they're gone and Ryo can hear the crinkle of a condom.
Yamapi definitely planned on this (he wonders wryly if anyone saw him grab a condom out of his bag before following Ryo). Ryo isn't complaining, biting his lip when he feels Yamapi's breath hot on his neck and his cock slowly pressing into him. Yamapi pushes in all the way and Ryo tries to relax, feeling impossibly full. Yamapi's hand reaches around to grasp his cock, pulling in long soothing strokes to try and distract him.
"Move, Pi," Ryo manages, hips canting back to encourage him.
"Ryo-chan," Yamapi moans thrusting into him so hard, Ryo is almost shoved into the wall. The feel of him sliding in and out coupled with his hand strong over his cock has Ryo's knees shaking. It feels so good, his body flushing and hips unsure which way to rock. Yamapi's thrusts get quicker, they don't have too much time to dawdle since anyone could decide they want to shower too.
Yamapi pushes down a little on Ryo's shoulder and he's slightly bent over and it changes the angle. Yamapi's thrusts hitting him in just the right spot, it has him gasping, spikes of pleasure shooting up his spine.
"More," Ryo moans, his own hand taking over when Yamapi's hand falters. Ryo moves his hand faster, pulling himself off quickly as Yamapi hits that spot over and over again. He jerks in Yamapi's hold, keening as he comes across the wall a few seconds later. Ryo tight and hot around him seems to do Yamapi in as well because he's coming with a loud groan that seems to reverberate in the room.
The only sound is both of their heavy breathing. Yamapi pulls out and Ryo leans up, legs gone weak. He rests back against the wall and then Yamapi's in his space kissing him softly. It's different than the heated kiss from before and Ryo answers it, tongue lazily sliding against Yamapi's.
"Eww, boy kissing," Yamapi scrunches up his nose a few seconds later and Ryo slugs him half-heartedly.
Group: NEWS
Rating: Hard R
Pairing: Ryo/Yamapi
Word Count: 1,400something
Note: Cheerup!fic for pashoshi, whom I love lots~ <8
The cheering of the crowd encourages him to do it; he's more energetic than usual too. It is definitely one of his better nights. The murmurs and occasional screams of the crowd give him courage and more raw energy than any buzz ever could.
"Turn your penlights off," Ryo says enthusiastically. Repeating himself until all but a few are off and the only light is from the stage.
"Okay, after the question turn them on for 'yes' and off for 'no'," Ryo says and grins so wide it feels like his face is going to split.
"Everyone!!" Ryo yells and some girls scream back.
"Should Shige cut his hair?"
Ryo is laughing so hard as the arena lights up, the innocent twinkle of penlights flicker on and start changing color. He looks over at Shige with a huge grin on his face and is meet with an unimpressed expression that gives way to slight amusement.
Ryo's so freaking hyper throughout the show.
He slings an arm over Yamapi's shoulder and sings his part, skin tingling pleasantly when Yamapi's arm goes around his waist.
The next few concerts though, Ryo gets tired of mocking Shige.
Okay he doesn't get tired of mocking Shige ever but he's ready to be a little more daring; the fangirls waving uchiwa and their sparkling penlights make him more daring that normal.
"Hello!" Ryo yells and waves his arms frantically.
He catches Yamapi's amused smile and grins mischievously back.
"Everyone!!!! Cute girls! Pretty girls!" Ryo pauses for a second, "Cool guys!! Or rather pretty girls' boyfriends!"
"Turn off your penlights." Ryo waves and one by one the little blinking lights flick off. "Hey, all of them. In the back row too! Turn them off."
"Now, okay. If you say 'yes' turn the penlight on, and if you say 'no' leave it off," Ryo pauses, watching as the last few penlights blink out and he grins, the plan already forming in his mind.
Yamapi tilts his head and Ryo maintains eye contact, breaking it a second later as his eyes slide over the muscles in Yamapi's arms.
"Should Yamashita Tomohisa and Nishikido Ryo kiss?" Ryo grins and Yamapi pouts. He belatedly notices that the entire crowd has starting screaming, penlights flicking on like mad and it just makes Ryo that much more excited.
He can hear the others laughing over the microphone, egging them on. Ryo steps closer to Yamapi who stands his ground but pretends to pout.
"Don't drag me into this," Yamapi grumbles, "eeww boy kissing."
Ryo laughs but Yamapi doesn't move, making an exaggerated disgusted face when Ryo puckers his lips.
The tension in the air is high and he can practically hear the collective intake of breath among the thousands of fangirls as he places a hand on Yamapi's shoulders and leans in, their lips mere inches away and Yamapi's breath warm on his lips. His heart beats faster and he leans in flashing back suddenly to the rush of excitement he got when he kissed Subaru onstage that one time. He wonders how Yamapi's plush lips would feel against his and tilts his head up just a little further and can feel Yamapi breath in slightly.
Then he's abruptly pulled back, Koyama's hands strong on his shoulders and there is more screaming from the crowd. The mood is broken abruptly.
@#$@#$
The air between them after that is different, charged backstage when they've finished with the show. Sweat pouring down their backs and harsh panting signaling a job well down; the final bow and goodbyes said they can still faintly hear the cheers for 'encore' in the background. They've already gone back out twice already, there won't be another encore.
Ryo keeps catching Yamapi's gaze but he looks away when Ryo catches him. The dark, intense look though sends an anticipatory shiver through his body.
"I'm going to the showers," Ryo announces needlessly and disappears off, the rest of the guys ignoring him except Koyama who waves him off with a smile.
Ryo isn't that surprised when Yamapi catches up with him in the locker room. Ryo's already out of his clothes, just a pair of cotton boxers clinging to his hips and he can feel Yamapi's stare slide up and down his body appraisingly. It starts a burn of arousal in the pit of his belly; the charge in the air has been there all night.
It does catch him off guard though, when he moves to slide a hand up Yamapi's chest he's suddenly slammed up against a wall; his hand barely making it out in front of him to stop his face from smashing into it.
"Pi?" Ryo asks, voice sounding small and quieter than usual echoing off the locker room walls.
"You're such a tease," Yamapi complains, grinding against Ryo from behind. Ryo bites his lip and pushes back, blood pumping faster and liking the way Yamapi feels hard against his ass.
"For someone who went 'eww boy kissing earlier' you're sure into it now," Ryo mumbles, trying to goad Yamapi into something. He's not sure what…he just wants more, needs to feel more.
Yamapi laughs shortly and reaches his hand up to turn Ryo's head towards him, kissing him awkwardly over his shoulder. Ryo turns into it as best as he can, lips sliding against Yamapi's, then Yamapi's hand slides over the front of his boxers and he gasps rocking his hips forward into the touch.
"Ryo-chan," Yamapi asks, hands pushing down Ryo's boxers.
"Hurry," Ryo grunts, leaning his forehead pressing against him arm on the wall.
He doesn't know where Yamapi got lube maybe he brought it with him from the practice room when he followed Ryo. But there is a slick finger pressing into him and he jerks, breath catching at the sensation. Yamapi doesn't waste time, he moves it in and out, stretching until he adds a second one soon after.
Ryo's making lots of small noises his eyes squeezed shut and hips rocking back against Yamapi's fingers. The third one goes in with more lube but its still a little quick and the mix of pain and pleasure draws a soft moan from Ryo.
"So hot," Yamapi grunts his voice deep and thick with arousal. The anticipation sends a shiver through Ryo's body. It seems like it takes forever for Yamapi's fingers to finish stretching him but after a minute they're gone and Ryo can hear the crinkle of a condom.
Yamapi definitely planned on this (he wonders wryly if anyone saw him grab a condom out of his bag before following Ryo). Ryo isn't complaining, biting his lip when he feels Yamapi's breath hot on his neck and his cock slowly pressing into him. Yamapi pushes in all the way and Ryo tries to relax, feeling impossibly full. Yamapi's hand reaches around to grasp his cock, pulling in long soothing strokes to try and distract him.
"Move, Pi," Ryo manages, hips canting back to encourage him.
"Ryo-chan," Yamapi moans thrusting into him so hard, Ryo is almost shoved into the wall. The feel of him sliding in and out coupled with his hand strong over his cock has Ryo's knees shaking. It feels so good, his body flushing and hips unsure which way to rock. Yamapi's thrusts get quicker, they don't have too much time to dawdle since anyone could decide they want to shower too.
Yamapi pushes down a little on Ryo's shoulder and he's slightly bent over and it changes the angle. Yamapi's thrusts hitting him in just the right spot, it has him gasping, spikes of pleasure shooting up his spine.
"More," Ryo moans, his own hand taking over when Yamapi's hand falters. Ryo moves his hand faster, pulling himself off quickly as Yamapi hits that spot over and over again. He jerks in Yamapi's hold, keening as he comes across the wall a few seconds later. Ryo tight and hot around him seems to do Yamapi in as well because he's coming with a loud groan that seems to reverberate in the room.
The only sound is both of their heavy breathing. Yamapi pulls out and Ryo leans up, legs gone weak. He rests back against the wall and then Yamapi's in his space kissing him softly. It's different than the heated kiss from before and Ryo answers it, tongue lazily sliding against Yamapi's.
"Eww, boy kissing," Yamapi scrunches up his nose a few seconds later and Ryo slugs him half-heartedly.