it's still the fourth here, so it still counts, right?
I figured I'd contribute to Maru's birthday, so I made this. I fully intended to hang onto it for someone else's birthday, but I figure I'll come up with something else in the meantime.
Long Distance Call
Akanishi Jin/Nakamaru Yuichi
R, I guess?
I'm pretty sure none of these things have ever happened, or ever will.
Nakamaru sighed over his textbooks, words jumbling together after what seemed like days of studying for his upcoming exams. As he slumped over the pile of books on his desk, a Skype notification flashed on his computer monitor. Feeling a mixture of annoyance and gratefulness for the distraction, Nakamaru accepted the call, blinking in surprise when the video started and revealed Jin. “Isn’t it like, six in the morning in LA?” Nakamaru mumbled, still laying over his books.
“I’m glad to see you too, Naka-whatever,” Jin replied with an amused noise. “Sometimes I do this thing where I wake up early on purpose. Have you ever heard of it?”
“Ha ha. My next question is this: do you have an ulterior motive? Also, do they not have combs in America?” Nakamaru managed to only sound a little cross, a smile spreading across his face.
“I’ll have you know that I woke up early and called you... on a whim, actually. You know, sometimes I kind of miss talking to you. What are you doing right now? You look a little worn out.” Jin looked concerned at this, absently patting down his bed-hair.
“I’m fine, I just have some exams coming up and I’m trying to study. I’m not sure it’s going so well at this point,” Nakamaru said ruefully. “Everything is starting to run together.”
“Then take a break. Sit up and talk to me. What are you wearing?” At this last part Jin grinned unashamedly.
Nakamaru sat up, eyebrows shooting up and cheeks flushing. “Can’t you see for yourself?” he retorted as he rolled his eyes. “You do remember that this is video chat, right?”
“Of course I know we’re on video chat! It’s just sexier to talk. So, what are you wearing?” Jin prompted again.
“I can’t believe that I’m having this conversation with you. How do I know this isn’t an elaborate prank?,” Nakamaru huffed. He figured he may as well humor Jin though, though he was sure this conversation was headed in a completely ridiculous and potentially embarrassing direction. “Since you really want to know, I have on a pair of jeans, and a button-down over a t-shirt. What are you wearing?”
“I promise I won’t make fun of you. Really. And I’m just wearing my bathrobe and the sweatpants I slept in.” Jin grinned broadly, pleased that Maru was playing along. “How about taking off your shirt?”
Nakamaru couldn’t help but splutter at this, flushing a deep crimson before calming down enough to form a coherent reply. “Are you serious!?”
“Yes, Yuichi, I am. It’ll relax you, I promise.”
Nakamaru took a deep breath and let it out, straightening in his seat as he reached for the top button, hoping that Jin wasn’t able to see his hands shake.
“You’re doing well. Keep going,” Jin spoke softly, leaning forward a little bit.
Nakamaru felt reassured at this, and continued to unbutton his shirt. “What do you want me to do when I finish with these buttons?” Maru whispered, glancing up through his eyelashes.
“I want you to take it off, and then I want you to decide what happens next.” Jin shifted in his seat, noticing he was beginning to get hard. He kind of hoped that Maru was getting as excited as he was.
Nakamaru nodded, shrugging the shirt off of his shoulders and letting it hang off the chair back. He decided he’d go for it and also began to pull his t-shirt over his head and dropping it behind him. “I don’t want to be the only one getting naked, Jin. Take off your robe,” Maru ordered before settling back in his chair.
Jin looked surprised for a second before complying. “Alright. Will you undo your jeans, please?”
“Since you asked nicely, I will.” Maru fumbled with the snap and zipper for a moment before parting the fabric, holding in a groan as he nudged his burgeoning erection. “I hope you’re enjoying the show.”
“Believe me, I am!” Jin hastily exclaimed. “I want to see you touch yourself.”
Nakamaru couldn’t help but moan as he shifted in his seat to pull his jeans and boxers down to his hips, exposing his erection to the cool air of the room and to Jin’s view. He figured he could save the awkward feelings for later since he had more pressing matters to attend to for the moment, and hoped he still had the lube he’d gotten as a joke gift from Ueda.
Nakamaru fumbled in his desk drawer, grabbing the lube from the very back with a triumphant smirk. “I never thought that this would come in handy.”
As Maru was searching for the lube, Jin was fumbling around his hotel room looking for something he could use. The closest thing he had was one of the complimentary bottles of hand lotion, which he snatched from the bathroom before returning to his laptop, pulling down his sweats as he seated himself. “Yuichi, I want to see you come undone.”
At that, Nakamaru opened the lube and coated himself, stroking slowly. He’d never thought that he’d be in his current situation in a million years, but he wasn’t opposed to it either. Maybe there’d been something to all the teasing he’d received from Jin over the years. He’d mull it over later.
Jin had begun stroking himself in earnest, gasping at the image of Maru doing the same thing across the ocean, a tiny part wishing they didn’t have to be separated by such a distance. He began to babble, a continuous stream of jumbled syllables interspersed throughout. “Yuichi, you’re so hot when you let go. Play with your nipples a bit, if I were there I’d tug at them until you were a panting mess beneath me, go faster,” Jin urged.
Nakamaru complied, gasping at the first graze of his fingers across his chest. “How do you know I wouldn’t be the one teasing you, Jin? I’d really love to hear you begging for my touch.” A small part of his mind cringed as those words poured out of his mouth, but he had to admit that he was mostly turned on. He pinched one nipple lightly, then moved to the other before returning to stroking himself, moaning a bit louder. “I want you to come with me, Jin. I’m getting close.”
Jin sped up his pace, wantonly groaning as he neared his climax. “Yuichi, I’m about to...” Jin trailed off as stars burst behind his eyes and he felt warm splashes on his chest.
Seeing Jin lose control set Maru’s own orgasm off, feeling only a little like a teenager as he had the forethought to place a few tissues nearby. He felt boneless and sated, upcoming exams forgotten for the moment.
A few minutes later, after Jin had come down, he sat up in his chair, smirking as he said, “So, Maru, I’m definitely making it a point to see you next time I’m back home, alright? I’ll email you later. I know you’ll do great with your schoolwork. I gotta go now, okay?”
Nakamaru nodded weakly, tossing the dirty tissues in his wastebasket. “I’m glad you called me. Thanks for all the encouragement with school. Email me more often, alright? I’ll see you later.”
Jin logged off and Maru closed the window, giving his texts a final glance for the evening. He figured he could take the evening off; he’d do just fine on his tests.
Long Distance Call
Akanishi Jin/Nakamaru Yuichi
R, I guess?
I'm pretty sure none of these things have ever happened, or ever will.
Nakamaru sighed over his textbooks, words jumbling together after what seemed like days of studying for his upcoming exams. As he slumped over the pile of books on his desk, a Skype notification flashed on his computer monitor. Feeling a mixture of annoyance and gratefulness for the distraction, Nakamaru accepted the call, blinking in surprise when the video started and revealed Jin. “Isn’t it like, six in the morning in LA?” Nakamaru mumbled, still laying over his books.
“I’m glad to see you too, Naka-whatever,” Jin replied with an amused noise. “Sometimes I do this thing where I wake up early on purpose. Have you ever heard of it?”
“Ha ha. My next question is this: do you have an ulterior motive? Also, do they not have combs in America?” Nakamaru managed to only sound a little cross, a smile spreading across his face.
“I’ll have you know that I woke up early and called you... on a whim, actually. You know, sometimes I kind of miss talking to you. What are you doing right now? You look a little worn out.” Jin looked concerned at this, absently patting down his bed-hair.
“I’m fine, I just have some exams coming up and I’m trying to study. I’m not sure it’s going so well at this point,” Nakamaru said ruefully. “Everything is starting to run together.”
“Then take a break. Sit up and talk to me. What are you wearing?” At this last part Jin grinned unashamedly.
Nakamaru sat up, eyebrows shooting up and cheeks flushing. “Can’t you see for yourself?” he retorted as he rolled his eyes. “You do remember that this is video chat, right?”
“Of course I know we’re on video chat! It’s just sexier to talk. So, what are you wearing?” Jin prompted again.
“I can’t believe that I’m having this conversation with you. How do I know this isn’t an elaborate prank?,” Nakamaru huffed. He figured he may as well humor Jin though, though he was sure this conversation was headed in a completely ridiculous and potentially embarrassing direction. “Since you really want to know, I have on a pair of jeans, and a button-down over a t-shirt. What are you wearing?”
“I promise I won’t make fun of you. Really. And I’m just wearing my bathrobe and the sweatpants I slept in.” Jin grinned broadly, pleased that Maru was playing along. “How about taking off your shirt?”
Nakamaru couldn’t help but splutter at this, flushing a deep crimson before calming down enough to form a coherent reply. “Are you serious!?”
“Yes, Yuichi, I am. It’ll relax you, I promise.”
Nakamaru took a deep breath and let it out, straightening in his seat as he reached for the top button, hoping that Jin wasn’t able to see his hands shake.
“You’re doing well. Keep going,” Jin spoke softly, leaning forward a little bit.
Nakamaru felt reassured at this, and continued to unbutton his shirt. “What do you want me to do when I finish with these buttons?” Maru whispered, glancing up through his eyelashes.
“I want you to take it off, and then I want you to decide what happens next.” Jin shifted in his seat, noticing he was beginning to get hard. He kind of hoped that Maru was getting as excited as he was.
Nakamaru nodded, shrugging the shirt off of his shoulders and letting it hang off the chair back. He decided he’d go for it and also began to pull his t-shirt over his head and dropping it behind him. “I don’t want to be the only one getting naked, Jin. Take off your robe,” Maru ordered before settling back in his chair.
Jin looked surprised for a second before complying. “Alright. Will you undo your jeans, please?”
“Since you asked nicely, I will.” Maru fumbled with the snap and zipper for a moment before parting the fabric, holding in a groan as he nudged his burgeoning erection. “I hope you’re enjoying the show.”
“Believe me, I am!” Jin hastily exclaimed. “I want to see you touch yourself.”
Nakamaru couldn’t help but moan as he shifted in his seat to pull his jeans and boxers down to his hips, exposing his erection to the cool air of the room and to Jin’s view. He figured he could save the awkward feelings for later since he had more pressing matters to attend to for the moment, and hoped he still had the lube he’d gotten as a joke gift from Ueda.
Nakamaru fumbled in his desk drawer, grabbing the lube from the very back with a triumphant smirk. “I never thought that this would come in handy.”
As Maru was searching for the lube, Jin was fumbling around his hotel room looking for something he could use. The closest thing he had was one of the complimentary bottles of hand lotion, which he snatched from the bathroom before returning to his laptop, pulling down his sweats as he seated himself. “Yuichi, I want to see you come undone.”
At that, Nakamaru opened the lube and coated himself, stroking slowly. He’d never thought that he’d be in his current situation in a million years, but he wasn’t opposed to it either. Maybe there’d been something to all the teasing he’d received from Jin over the years. He’d mull it over later.
Jin had begun stroking himself in earnest, gasping at the image of Maru doing the same thing across the ocean, a tiny part wishing they didn’t have to be separated by such a distance. He began to babble, a continuous stream of jumbled syllables interspersed throughout. “Yuichi, you’re so hot when you let go. Play with your nipples a bit, if I were there I’d tug at them until you were a panting mess beneath me, go faster,” Jin urged.
Nakamaru complied, gasping at the first graze of his fingers across his chest. “How do you know I wouldn’t be the one teasing you, Jin? I’d really love to hear you begging for my touch.” A small part of his mind cringed as those words poured out of his mouth, but he had to admit that he was mostly turned on. He pinched one nipple lightly, then moved to the other before returning to stroking himself, moaning a bit louder. “I want you to come with me, Jin. I’m getting close.”
Jin sped up his pace, wantonly groaning as he neared his climax. “Yuichi, I’m about to...” Jin trailed off as stars burst behind his eyes and he felt warm splashes on his chest.
Seeing Jin lose control set Maru’s own orgasm off, feeling only a little like a teenager as he had the forethought to place a few tissues nearby. He felt boneless and sated, upcoming exams forgotten for the moment.
A few minutes later, after Jin had come down, he sat up in his chair, smirking as he said, “So, Maru, I’m definitely making it a point to see you next time I’m back home, alright? I’ll email you later. I know you’ll do great with your schoolwork. I gotta go now, okay?”
Nakamaru nodded weakly, tossing the dirty tissues in his wastebasket. “I’m glad you called me. Thanks for all the encouragement with school. Email me more often, alright? I’ll see you later.”
Jin logged off and Maru closed the window, giving his texts a final glance for the evening. He figured he could take the evening off; he’d do just fine on his tests.