sweet dreams/kink bingo fill
Title: Sweet Dreams
Pairing/Group: Taguchi Junnosuke/Tanaka Koki
Rating/Warnings: NC-17, somnophilia
Word Count: 1248
Summary: Koki needs his rest.
Notes: Written for the sleepy / unconscious square of my second kink_bingo card.
It must be some kind of personal challenge for Koki to lay down during each photo shoot or recording at least once; sometimes he even feigns sleep. Junno's even called him on it, getting only rakish grins and casually shrugged shoulders in response.
Today is another day full of photo shoots, this time with beds involved, at least the second time in as many months. Junno already knows that Koki will probably pretend to fall asleep at least once over the course of the day. At least once he'll have to fight to keep himself in check and not leer, or touch, or do anything else untoward.
He's pretty sure Koki knows the effect he has on Junno when he does it.
The shoot drags on, and as predicted, Koki pretends to fall asleep. Junno is glad he's already through with his part; it gives him plenty of time to slip away and retreat to the nearest bathroom. He can't stop thinking about how guileless Koki looks when he has his impromptu naps in the middle of work; Koki would probably arch into Junno's touch and sigh softly. How Junno would love to have Koki asleep in his bed, available for him to touch as he pleased. He thinks he'd like best to fuck Koki awake; Junno has to stop thinking of that, though, or he'll have to rub one out right here.
Junno's almost gotten things under control when the door opens; of course it's Koki.
"You all right?" Koki asks, standing on the other side of the stall door he's hiding in.
"Of course." Junno tries, and knows he fails, at being flippant. Damn his voice for getting caught in his throat.
"Of course," Koki agrees, laughing. Junno knows he sees right through him. "You know, Junno, I'm really tired. So tired that I was wondering if it would be okay if I crashed at your place. But, I do have one request."
"Y-yeah?"
"Last time I stayed over, your couch killed my back. Can I sleep in your bed?"
Junno swallows, nodding before he remembers he's hiding and Koki can't see him. "Yes," he says, trying not to think of Koki sprawling across his bed. It's hard, as well as other things, but he finally overcomes his traitorous thoughts and is able to walk properly.
That doesn't last very long, because Koki is leaning against a sink when he leaves his hiding spot, arms crossed over his chest as he grins Cheshire cat-like. He walks the few steps to stand in front of Junno, and then stands on tiptoe to whisper in his ear.
"Of course, I wouldn't mind at all if you were to join me; I'm a sound sleeper, you know. Takes a lot to wake me up when I'm out." The knowing look he gives Junno is lascivious, and maybe Koki planned this all along. Maybe not this particular situation exactly, but Junno doesn't question it; he just nods and hopes that he doesn't look too desperate or weird or anything like that.
The rest of the day passes in a blur. Junno isn't sure how he and Koki get to his flat, but they do. He unlocks his door and waits for Koki to enter first; Koki hadn't been lying about being tired, it seems, because he's yawning and stretching hugely by the time Junno locks up.
Koki grins up at him, shrugging a little apologetically as he says, "Let me actually get some rest first, okay? Like an hour or something, and then you can join me." He ends his declaration with a wink.
Junno nods and watches as Koki makes his way to the bedroom. Luckily, he's got a new game to distract him; before he really gets started he sets an alarm. It wouldn't do to keep Koki waiting.
The time flies, and before he knows it, he's cleared five levels and it's time to wake Koki up. Junno can't get to his room fast enough, and when he does, he spends a few minutes in the doorway, simply looking.
Just like he'd imagined before, Koki is sprawled across his bed. He's facing away from Junno, curled up on his side, and he's already dropped his shirt and jacket at the foot of the bed. The line of his back is smooth and slightly curved from the way he's laying beneath all of the blankets and sheets, and Junno feels his mouth go a little dry.
Carefully, Junno climbs onto the bed behind Koki, his clothes already forgotten at the doorway. Koki barely stirs, and Junno drags his fingers lightly down the length of his back. He makes a little sleepy noise and arches into the touch.
Junno touches a little more firmly and deliberates. What would be the best way to do this? His fingers trace the bumps of Koki's spine, and Junno decides he'd like best to roll Koki onto his back; first, though, he rifles through his bedside table for necessities. He'd hate to make too much of a mess.
Condom already rolled on, Junno pulls the blankets out of the way. Koki had apparently dropped his jeans and underwear out of sight on the other side of the bed; he'd made it easier for Junno to do what he'd been wanting for ages. He slicks his fingers and slides them along the crease of Koki's ass.
Koki doesn't stir, not even when Junno's fingers breach the resistance of his rim; Junno lingers there for a bit, circling two fingers around the edge. He tires of that quickly though, more eager to get to the main event, and finishes preparing Koki once he's three fingers deep.
The entire time, Koki still slumbers, moaning quietly every so often, arching into Junno's touch, and Junno can't roll him onto his back fast enough. Koki's brow furrows as he does so, as if he were in the middle of a dream, and Junno can't help but wonder if he is.
It takes some careful maneuvering, but Junno spreads Koki's legs and settles between them. He lines himself up, one of Koki's legs draped over his arm, and slides in. Koki is mostly relaxed in his sleep, and it's easy for Junno to slip into him. Junno gasps a little as he allows Koki a few seconds to adjust; Koki sighs a little, seemingly still asleep.
Junno can't wait any longer, and he starts out slowly. Every thrust is slow, but hard enough to push Koki back and forth. The longer Junno keeps steadily fucking him, the more Koki stirs, eyes still closed.
A hand closes around Junno's wrist, and he startles. He glances down at Koki; his eyes are still closed but Koki very clearly says, "Faster."
Junno can't help but obey, and he even works a hand between them to stroke Koki to full hardness. The pressure around his wrist disappears, and Koki's fingers join his; Junno withdraws to brace himself over Koki, bucking into him even harder.
After that, things get a little blurry. Sweat starts to sting Junno's eyes, and before he knows it, Koki's muscles are clenching around him. Junno gasps as he comes, feeling Koki's release spill between them moments after his hips still. He stays there, catching his breath before pulling out.
It's not surprising at all, and Junno can't help but laugh when Koki cracks open one eye and says, "I had the strangest dream."
Pairing/Group: Taguchi Junnosuke/Tanaka Koki
Rating/Warnings: NC-17, somnophilia
Word Count: 1248
Summary: Koki needs his rest.
Notes: Written for the sleepy / unconscious square of my second kink_bingo card.
It must be some kind of personal challenge for Koki to lay down during each photo shoot or recording at least once; sometimes he even feigns sleep. Junno's even called him on it, getting only rakish grins and casually shrugged shoulders in response.
Today is another day full of photo shoots, this time with beds involved, at least the second time in as many months. Junno already knows that Koki will probably pretend to fall asleep at least once over the course of the day. At least once he'll have to fight to keep himself in check and not leer, or touch, or do anything else untoward.
He's pretty sure Koki knows the effect he has on Junno when he does it.
The shoot drags on, and as predicted, Koki pretends to fall asleep. Junno is glad he's already through with his part; it gives him plenty of time to slip away and retreat to the nearest bathroom. He can't stop thinking about how guileless Koki looks when he has his impromptu naps in the middle of work; Koki would probably arch into Junno's touch and sigh softly. How Junno would love to have Koki asleep in his bed, available for him to touch as he pleased. He thinks he'd like best to fuck Koki awake; Junno has to stop thinking of that, though, or he'll have to rub one out right here.
Junno's almost gotten things under control when the door opens; of course it's Koki.
"You all right?" Koki asks, standing on the other side of the stall door he's hiding in.
"Of course." Junno tries, and knows he fails, at being flippant. Damn his voice for getting caught in his throat.
"Of course," Koki agrees, laughing. Junno knows he sees right through him. "You know, Junno, I'm really tired. So tired that I was wondering if it would be okay if I crashed at your place. But, I do have one request."
"Y-yeah?"
"Last time I stayed over, your couch killed my back. Can I sleep in your bed?"
Junno swallows, nodding before he remembers he's hiding and Koki can't see him. "Yes," he says, trying not to think of Koki sprawling across his bed. It's hard, as well as other things, but he finally overcomes his traitorous thoughts and is able to walk properly.
That doesn't last very long, because Koki is leaning against a sink when he leaves his hiding spot, arms crossed over his chest as he grins Cheshire cat-like. He walks the few steps to stand in front of Junno, and then stands on tiptoe to whisper in his ear.
"Of course, I wouldn't mind at all if you were to join me; I'm a sound sleeper, you know. Takes a lot to wake me up when I'm out." The knowing look he gives Junno is lascivious, and maybe Koki planned this all along. Maybe not this particular situation exactly, but Junno doesn't question it; he just nods and hopes that he doesn't look too desperate or weird or anything like that.
The rest of the day passes in a blur. Junno isn't sure how he and Koki get to his flat, but they do. He unlocks his door and waits for Koki to enter first; Koki hadn't been lying about being tired, it seems, because he's yawning and stretching hugely by the time Junno locks up.
Koki grins up at him, shrugging a little apologetically as he says, "Let me actually get some rest first, okay? Like an hour or something, and then you can join me." He ends his declaration with a wink.
Junno nods and watches as Koki makes his way to the bedroom. Luckily, he's got a new game to distract him; before he really gets started he sets an alarm. It wouldn't do to keep Koki waiting.
The time flies, and before he knows it, he's cleared five levels and it's time to wake Koki up. Junno can't get to his room fast enough, and when he does, he spends a few minutes in the doorway, simply looking.
Just like he'd imagined before, Koki is sprawled across his bed. He's facing away from Junno, curled up on his side, and he's already dropped his shirt and jacket at the foot of the bed. The line of his back is smooth and slightly curved from the way he's laying beneath all of the blankets and sheets, and Junno feels his mouth go a little dry.
Carefully, Junno climbs onto the bed behind Koki, his clothes already forgotten at the doorway. Koki barely stirs, and Junno drags his fingers lightly down the length of his back. He makes a little sleepy noise and arches into the touch.
Junno touches a little more firmly and deliberates. What would be the best way to do this? His fingers trace the bumps of Koki's spine, and Junno decides he'd like best to roll Koki onto his back; first, though, he rifles through his bedside table for necessities. He'd hate to make too much of a mess.
Condom already rolled on, Junno pulls the blankets out of the way. Koki had apparently dropped his jeans and underwear out of sight on the other side of the bed; he'd made it easier for Junno to do what he'd been wanting for ages. He slicks his fingers and slides them along the crease of Koki's ass.
Koki doesn't stir, not even when Junno's fingers breach the resistance of his rim; Junno lingers there for a bit, circling two fingers around the edge. He tires of that quickly though, more eager to get to the main event, and finishes preparing Koki once he's three fingers deep.
The entire time, Koki still slumbers, moaning quietly every so often, arching into Junno's touch, and Junno can't roll him onto his back fast enough. Koki's brow furrows as he does so, as if he were in the middle of a dream, and Junno can't help but wonder if he is.
It takes some careful maneuvering, but Junno spreads Koki's legs and settles between them. He lines himself up, one of Koki's legs draped over his arm, and slides in. Koki is mostly relaxed in his sleep, and it's easy for Junno to slip into him. Junno gasps a little as he allows Koki a few seconds to adjust; Koki sighs a little, seemingly still asleep.
Junno can't wait any longer, and he starts out slowly. Every thrust is slow, but hard enough to push Koki back and forth. The longer Junno keeps steadily fucking him, the more Koki stirs, eyes still closed.
A hand closes around Junno's wrist, and he startles. He glances down at Koki; his eyes are still closed but Koki very clearly says, "Faster."
Junno can't help but obey, and he even works a hand between them to stroke Koki to full hardness. The pressure around his wrist disappears, and Koki's fingers join his; Junno withdraws to brace himself over Koki, bucking into him even harder.
After that, things get a little blurry. Sweat starts to sting Junno's eyes, and before he knows it, Koki's muscles are clenching around him. Junno gasps as he comes, feeling Koki's release spill between them moments after his hips still. He stays there, catching his breath before pulling out.
It's not surprising at all, and Junno can't help but laugh when Koki cracks open one eye and says, "I had the strangest dream."