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So, it's almost Saturday, and therefore je_levy's birthday, and I made this. :D
I hope you have a bitchin' birthday! <3
Mutually Assured Distraction
Taguchi Junnosuke/Tanaka Koki
R-- eh, it's not too wild, I think
I'm pretty sure none of these things have ever happened, or ever will.
Koki wasn’t quite sure how he’d managed to get himself into this particular situation.
His evening had started out fairly innocently, having agreed to go back to Junno’s place after their radio show. They’d had a couple of drinks with the television on in the background, but sometime after his third beer Koki had started feeling a little tipsier than normal. Around the same time, Junno had snaked an arm around his shoulders to whisper filthy nothings into his ear. “I want to play a game, Koki, how about it?”
Koki had nodded dumbly, distracted by the tickle of Junno’s breath in his ear. “What do you have in mind?”
“For starters, how about we sit in the floor? Properly, on our knees, you know?” was the silky response, and Koki must have been imagining the flick of tongue against his earlobe.
After shuffling awkwardly to his knees, Koki peered up at Junno, still sprawled on the couch. “So, what now? Why aren’t you down here with me?”
“I’ll be there in a while. I want to play a game about trust-- do you trust me, Koki?”
“I’ll humor you this time. Will I regret this?” Koki mumbled, still a little confused, but beginning to imagine the directions this scenario could go, and gaining interest.
“I think you’ll enjoy it,” Junno murmured, a smug grin spreading across his face. “I want you to follow my instructions exactly, okay?”
“Okay, fine. What first?” Koki agreed, slightly perking up.
“How about taking off your shirt?” Junno replied, eyes glinting and grin becoming a tiny bit shark-like.
Koki pulled his shirt up and over his head, revealing his flat stomach and pierced bellybutton, flinging his shirt across the room. The air was a little cooler than he expected, and he let out a soft breath. Junno made an appreciative noise, and Koki couldn’t help but feel a little pleased with his reaction.
“Now I want you to come over here, but you have to stay on your knees,” was Junno’s next command as he spread his legs wider.
Koki shuffled into the space between Junno’s long legs and placed his hands on his knees, noticing that he was beginning to get aroused, and not very surprised that the same thing seemed to be happening to Junno in front of his face. Koki definitely liked where this was going.
“Now, Koki, how about undoing my jeans? You’ve been good so far, so I’ll allow you to keep using your hands,” Junno spoke softly. Koki’s breath hitched as he tentatively reached for Junno’s belt buckle, slowly undoing it and unfastening the button and zipper.
“May I... may I keep going?” Koki asked, cheeks coloring slightly as he hardened further. He really hadn’t expected to be spending his evening this way, but wasn’t about to complain.
“Of course, Kou-chan.” Junno was beginning to sound a little breathless. He clenched his hands against the cushions of the couch and lifted his hips as Koki pulled down his jeans and boxers, freeing his erection. “I want you to use your mouth now, Kou-chan,” Junno whispered.
Koki glanced up for a brief second before slightly nodding and bracing his hands against Junno’s thighs, leaning forward to flick his tongue against the tip. After only a few swipes, Koki sucked in a quick breath before surging forward to completely engulf Junno’s cock. Junno only held out for a few sweeps of Koki’s tongue before he fisted both hands into his hair, gripping tightly and wrenching a moan from Koki that felt amazing, and soon Junno was gasping and rocking his hips. Junno allowed Koki to continue for a few minutes longer before using his grip to pull him away. “Very nice, Kou-chan. Now I want you to clasp your hands behind your back, grasp your elbows.”
Koki leaned back, readily doing as he was told. He kept his gaze lowered to the floor as Junno slid off of the couch to settle in front of him, hands grazing down his chest to the waistband of his pants and deftly undoing the button and zipper. Koki’s breath hitched as Junno yanked both pants and underwear down to his knees, effectively trapping him. “You’re so pretty when you submit, Kou-chan,” Junno murmured as he tugged at the barbell in Koki’s navel, making him moan loudly. Junno’s fingers wandered back up Koki’s chest to pinch and twist his nipples, then back down and around to squeeze his ass hard, smacking it lightly before he got up to wander away to his bedroom to snatch up a few condoms and lube, calling over his shoulder, "Stay there."
Though Junno was hasty with grabbing the necessities, he decided to take his time in returning to the living room. He stopped in the bathroom to check his appearance in the mirror and lingered for a few minutes before sauntering back into the living room and turning the television off before returning to loom over Koki. Koki looked back up at Junno, swallowing nervously. "What are you going to do?"
"I want to play, is all." Junno idly palmed his erection, his ever-present smug grin still on his face. "If you feel uncomfortable though, I want you to tell me, and I'll stop. What safeword do you want to use?"
"How about 'pineapple'?" Koki kept his gaze upwards, wishing Junno would move a little faster. He was eager to get any kind of touch on his neglected length. Junno nodded once before settling on his knees in front of Koki, leaning forward to nip and lick at Koki's lips, pressing his advantage when he gasped. Junno resumed trailing his fingers over Koki's torso but never ventured lower than his occasional flicks and pulls against piercing and nipples. "Junno, please. Stop teasing me," Koki ground out, slightly breathless.
Junno withdrew, earning a whine from Koki. "I want you to lean forward and brace yourself on the couch. You still aren't allowed to touch yourself."
While Koki arranged himself the way Junno told him to, Junno finally removed his own shirt and jeans before pulling the rest of Koki's clothes off as well. Once they were both naked, Junno trailed his fingers down Koki's spine as he settled behind him. Koki gasped when he heard the snap of the lube, and twitched as one of Junno's slick fingers prodded him gently. "Spread your legs a little further apart, Kou-chan," Junno whispered as he flicked his tongue against Koki's earlobe before biting down as he slid one finger around the rim before pushing in. A swipe of Junno's tongue against Koki's neck, and another finger slipped in, stretching and grazing against a spot that made Koki jerk and moan loudly.
"Hurry, Junno, please," Koki whispered, sucking in a breath as Junno complied and slipped a third finger in, continuing to stretch for a few more breaths before withdrawing to rip open a condom and slip it on, slathering more lube onto his length before entering Koki in one swift motion. Junno waited a moment for Koki to adjust before setting a fast pace, kissing and lightly biting the sides and back of his neck, reducing Koki to a writhing mess. “Junno, please, please go faster, please touch me.”
Junno held back for a moment before snaking both arms around Koki’s chest, pulling him against his own chest and trailing both hands to grasp Koki’s neglected erection, while still hitting that spot inside with every thrust. “Come for me, Kou-chan,” Junno whispered against Koki’s shoulder, continuing to push past the resistance as Koki clenched and wailed as his orgasm burst, lasting only a few more thrusts before his own release whited out his vision for a moment. They slumped over the couch for a few minutes before Junno pulled out and peeled himself from Koki’s back, heading to his bathroom to dispose of the condom and start running the shower, and then walked back into the living room to cajole Koki into standing up and helping him to the shower. “Come on, Kou-chan,let’s rinse off and then we can lay down.”
Koki wearily nodded his agreement, and decided to keep it to himself that he’d just had one of the best orgasms of his life, lest Junno have another reason to be gratuitously vainglorious.
Also, Ri, thanks for your help~ ;D
I hope you have a bitchin' birthday! <3
Mutually Assured Distraction
Taguchi Junnosuke/Tanaka Koki
R-- eh, it's not too wild, I think
I'm pretty sure none of these things have ever happened, or ever will.
Koki wasn’t quite sure how he’d managed to get himself into this particular situation.
His evening had started out fairly innocently, having agreed to go back to Junno’s place after their radio show. They’d had a couple of drinks with the television on in the background, but sometime after his third beer Koki had started feeling a little tipsier than normal. Around the same time, Junno had snaked an arm around his shoulders to whisper filthy nothings into his ear. “I want to play a game, Koki, how about it?”
Koki had nodded dumbly, distracted by the tickle of Junno’s breath in his ear. “What do you have in mind?”
“For starters, how about we sit in the floor? Properly, on our knees, you know?” was the silky response, and Koki must have been imagining the flick of tongue against his earlobe.
After shuffling awkwardly to his knees, Koki peered up at Junno, still sprawled on the couch. “So, what now? Why aren’t you down here with me?”
“I’ll be there in a while. I want to play a game about trust-- do you trust me, Koki?”
“I’ll humor you this time. Will I regret this?” Koki mumbled, still a little confused, but beginning to imagine the directions this scenario could go, and gaining interest.
“I think you’ll enjoy it,” Junno murmured, a smug grin spreading across his face. “I want you to follow my instructions exactly, okay?”
“Okay, fine. What first?” Koki agreed, slightly perking up.
“How about taking off your shirt?” Junno replied, eyes glinting and grin becoming a tiny bit shark-like.
Koki pulled his shirt up and over his head, revealing his flat stomach and pierced bellybutton, flinging his shirt across the room. The air was a little cooler than he expected, and he let out a soft breath. Junno made an appreciative noise, and Koki couldn’t help but feel a little pleased with his reaction.
“Now I want you to come over here, but you have to stay on your knees,” was Junno’s next command as he spread his legs wider.
Koki shuffled into the space between Junno’s long legs and placed his hands on his knees, noticing that he was beginning to get aroused, and not very surprised that the same thing seemed to be happening to Junno in front of his face. Koki definitely liked where this was going.
“Now, Koki, how about undoing my jeans? You’ve been good so far, so I’ll allow you to keep using your hands,” Junno spoke softly. Koki’s breath hitched as he tentatively reached for Junno’s belt buckle, slowly undoing it and unfastening the button and zipper.
“May I... may I keep going?” Koki asked, cheeks coloring slightly as he hardened further. He really hadn’t expected to be spending his evening this way, but wasn’t about to complain.
“Of course, Kou-chan.” Junno was beginning to sound a little breathless. He clenched his hands against the cushions of the couch and lifted his hips as Koki pulled down his jeans and boxers, freeing his erection. “I want you to use your mouth now, Kou-chan,” Junno whispered.
Koki glanced up for a brief second before slightly nodding and bracing his hands against Junno’s thighs, leaning forward to flick his tongue against the tip. After only a few swipes, Koki sucked in a quick breath before surging forward to completely engulf Junno’s cock. Junno only held out for a few sweeps of Koki’s tongue before he fisted both hands into his hair, gripping tightly and wrenching a moan from Koki that felt amazing, and soon Junno was gasping and rocking his hips. Junno allowed Koki to continue for a few minutes longer before using his grip to pull him away. “Very nice, Kou-chan. Now I want you to clasp your hands behind your back, grasp your elbows.”
Koki leaned back, readily doing as he was told. He kept his gaze lowered to the floor as Junno slid off of the couch to settle in front of him, hands grazing down his chest to the waistband of his pants and deftly undoing the button and zipper. Koki’s breath hitched as Junno yanked both pants and underwear down to his knees, effectively trapping him. “You’re so pretty when you submit, Kou-chan,” Junno murmured as he tugged at the barbell in Koki’s navel, making him moan loudly. Junno’s fingers wandered back up Koki’s chest to pinch and twist his nipples, then back down and around to squeeze his ass hard, smacking it lightly before he got up to wander away to his bedroom to snatch up a few condoms and lube, calling over his shoulder, "Stay there."
Though Junno was hasty with grabbing the necessities, he decided to take his time in returning to the living room. He stopped in the bathroom to check his appearance in the mirror and lingered for a few minutes before sauntering back into the living room and turning the television off before returning to loom over Koki. Koki looked back up at Junno, swallowing nervously. "What are you going to do?"
"I want to play, is all." Junno idly palmed his erection, his ever-present smug grin still on his face. "If you feel uncomfortable though, I want you to tell me, and I'll stop. What safeword do you want to use?"
"How about 'pineapple'?" Koki kept his gaze upwards, wishing Junno would move a little faster. He was eager to get any kind of touch on his neglected length. Junno nodded once before settling on his knees in front of Koki, leaning forward to nip and lick at Koki's lips, pressing his advantage when he gasped. Junno resumed trailing his fingers over Koki's torso but never ventured lower than his occasional flicks and pulls against piercing and nipples. "Junno, please. Stop teasing me," Koki ground out, slightly breathless.
Junno withdrew, earning a whine from Koki. "I want you to lean forward and brace yourself on the couch. You still aren't allowed to touch yourself."
While Koki arranged himself the way Junno told him to, Junno finally removed his own shirt and jeans before pulling the rest of Koki's clothes off as well. Once they were both naked, Junno trailed his fingers down Koki's spine as he settled behind him. Koki gasped when he heard the snap of the lube, and twitched as one of Junno's slick fingers prodded him gently. "Spread your legs a little further apart, Kou-chan," Junno whispered as he flicked his tongue against Koki's earlobe before biting down as he slid one finger around the rim before pushing in. A swipe of Junno's tongue against Koki's neck, and another finger slipped in, stretching and grazing against a spot that made Koki jerk and moan loudly.
"Hurry, Junno, please," Koki whispered, sucking in a breath as Junno complied and slipped a third finger in, continuing to stretch for a few more breaths before withdrawing to rip open a condom and slip it on, slathering more lube onto his length before entering Koki in one swift motion. Junno waited a moment for Koki to adjust before setting a fast pace, kissing and lightly biting the sides and back of his neck, reducing Koki to a writhing mess. “Junno, please, please go faster, please touch me.”
Junno held back for a moment before snaking both arms around Koki’s chest, pulling him against his own chest and trailing both hands to grasp Koki’s neglected erection, while still hitting that spot inside with every thrust. “Come for me, Kou-chan,” Junno whispered against Koki’s shoulder, continuing to push past the resistance as Koki clenched and wailed as his orgasm burst, lasting only a few more thrusts before his own release whited out his vision for a moment. They slumped over the couch for a few minutes before Junno pulled out and peeled himself from Koki’s back, heading to his bathroom to dispose of the condom and start running the shower, and then walked back into the living room to cajole Koki into standing up and helping him to the shower. “Come on, Kou-chan,let’s rinse off and then we can lay down.”
Koki wearily nodded his agreement, and decided to keep it to himself that he’d just had one of the best orgasms of his life, lest Junno have another reason to be gratuitously vainglorious.
Also, Ri, thanks for your help~ ;D