Towels Aren't Toys~! {oneshot fic - R} Miyavi/Kai
Title: Towels are not toys~!
Author: beautifool_ish
Theme: 1.3 (Towel)
Pairing(s): MiyavixKai
Chapter: oneshot
Genre: Crude humor (?), PWP
Rating: R (to be safe... ^-^; )
Warnings: hand-job
Summary: In one swift movement, Kai felt it-- the cold, damp cloth flung straight into his face.
Comments: Written for the Kai fanfic project at
hanashi_no_egao. Will probably post to
myv_kai, too.
Yay~! I finished it before the deadline~ XD I only got to spend an hour on this, so please excuse any mistakes in grammar or spelling. And for how short it is. ^-^;
O~ and its my first ever MiyavixKai fic~ X3 Neat, huh~?
*~*~*
In one swift movement, Kai felt it-- the cold, damp cloth flung straight into his face.
"Ne?!" He immediately grabbed for it to fling it off of himself and once it was removed, it revealed the slightly discontented face of the GazettE's drummer. "What was that for?!"
The other man who threw the offending piece of cloth cackled and grinned. "Aw, c'mon. I didn't mean for it to actually hit you. I'm sorry." Miyavi pretended to apologize, even though he was still laughing.
Kai frowned a bit, but he seemed to have accepted the apology. "Well, alright, Miyavi. But please," he picked the towel up with his thumb and index finger and carefully gave it back to his lover. "Don't throw it at me a--"
But, before Kai could even complete his sentence, that familiar cold, damp feeling returned all of the sudden as Miyavi threw his towel at him again.
"W-What is your problem?!" Kai flung it off once more, but this time he directed the blow back at Miyavi.
It landed in the guitarist's lap and he giggled again. "I'm just bored." He answered the drummer simply.
"And so it's okay to just hit me with things?!" Kai snapped back, looking uncharacteristically angry.
"I'm sorry."
"No, you're not." The drummer seemed to have given up, going back to his seat, back turned to Miyavi. "You are so childish that you probably want to do it again..."
Miyavi thought about it for a moment and realized that he did indeed want to throw the towel at Kai again, but decided against it.
Instead, the guitarist stood up and walked to Kai, wrapping an arm around his shoulders to keep him close. "That isn't all I want to do again, you know..." He pressed his smiling lips to Kai's ear, carefully licking around the shell of it, and tugged playfully at the bottom.
The shorter man couldn't stop his body from shivering at the contact, a blush formed over his cheeks. "Oh, Miyavi... You're so dirty..."
"Then I'll make you dirty, too." Miyavi's grin widened as his hand slipped down Kai's body, snaking it's way into his pants.
With a gasp, the drummer tried to turn around in his chair to face Miyavi, but the guitarist wouldn't allow it. He used his free hand to take a hold of Kai's chin, making him look straight ahead as he continued to grope his lover from behind.
Kai couldn't do anything to resist the slightly older man, even if he had wanted to. So, he settled for gasping and moaning softly as his hardening length was pulled out of its clothing retraints and pumped slowly.
Miyavi loved the sounds Kai was making and it only made it more of a turn on to know that he was the one to rench these sounds of pleasure from the other man.
Once Kai was thrusting up from his seat into Miyavi's hand, he knew he was close. It only took a couple more quick strokes before the GazettE band member came, his seed spilling onto Miyavi's hand.
The guitarist waited for Kai to catch his breath before speaking. "Hold on." Miyavi took the discarded towel, which was still damp, and placed it over Kai's softening length. "Glad we had this on-hand, ne?" He smiled at his lover's confused look, which soon turned to one of understanding. "See? Feels good, right?"
Even though it felt a little odd to have a wet towel there, Kai couldn't deny that it felt good to have his still-warm member cooled off with it. He smiled a little shyly and turned to his side slightly, embracing Miyavi.
"But, towels aren't toys, you know..." Kai mumbled softly.
"Right. I'll only use them properly from now on." Miyavi laughed warmly in return.
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Author: beautifool_ish
Theme: 1.3 (Towel)
Pairing(s): MiyavixKai
Chapter: oneshot
Genre: Crude humor (?), PWP
Rating: R (to be safe... ^-^; )
Warnings: hand-job
Summary: In one swift movement, Kai felt it-- the cold, damp cloth flung straight into his face.
Comments: Written for the Kai fanfic project at
hanashi_no_egao. Will probably post to
myv_kai, too.
Yay~! I finished it before the deadline~ XD I only got to spend an hour on this, so please excuse any mistakes in grammar or spelling. And for how short it is. ^-^;
O~ and its my first ever MiyavixKai fic~ X3 Neat, huh~?
*~*~*
In one swift movement, Kai felt it-- the cold, damp cloth flung straight into his face.
"Ne?!" He immediately grabbed for it to fling it off of himself and once it was removed, it revealed the slightly discontented face of the GazettE's drummer. "What was that for?!"
The other man who threw the offending piece of cloth cackled and grinned. "Aw, c'mon. I didn't mean for it to actually hit you. I'm sorry." Miyavi pretended to apologize, even though he was still laughing.
Kai frowned a bit, but he seemed to have accepted the apology. "Well, alright, Miyavi. But please," he picked the towel up with his thumb and index finger and carefully gave it back to his lover. "Don't throw it at me a--"
But, before Kai could even complete his sentence, that familiar cold, damp feeling returned all of the sudden as Miyavi threw his towel at him again.
"W-What is your problem?!" Kai flung it off once more, but this time he directed the blow back at Miyavi.
It landed in the guitarist's lap and he giggled again. "I'm just bored." He answered the drummer simply.
"And so it's okay to just hit me with things?!" Kai snapped back, looking uncharacteristically angry.
"I'm sorry."
"No, you're not." The drummer seemed to have given up, going back to his seat, back turned to Miyavi. "You are so childish that you probably want to do it again..."
Miyavi thought about it for a moment and realized that he did indeed want to throw the towel at Kai again, but decided against it.
Instead, the guitarist stood up and walked to Kai, wrapping an arm around his shoulders to keep him close. "That isn't all I want to do again, you know..." He pressed his smiling lips to Kai's ear, carefully licking around the shell of it, and tugged playfully at the bottom.
The shorter man couldn't stop his body from shivering at the contact, a blush formed over his cheeks. "Oh, Miyavi... You're so dirty..."
"Then I'll make you dirty, too." Miyavi's grin widened as his hand slipped down Kai's body, snaking it's way into his pants.
With a gasp, the drummer tried to turn around in his chair to face Miyavi, but the guitarist wouldn't allow it. He used his free hand to take a hold of Kai's chin, making him look straight ahead as he continued to grope his lover from behind.
Kai couldn't do anything to resist the slightly older man, even if he had wanted to. So, he settled for gasping and moaning softly as his hardening length was pulled out of its clothing retraints and pumped slowly.
Miyavi loved the sounds Kai was making and it only made it more of a turn on to know that he was the one to rench these sounds of pleasure from the other man.
Once Kai was thrusting up from his seat into Miyavi's hand, he knew he was close. It only took a couple more quick strokes before the GazettE band member came, his seed spilling onto Miyavi's hand.
The guitarist waited for Kai to catch his breath before speaking. "Hold on." Miyavi took the discarded towel, which was still damp, and placed it over Kai's softening length. "Glad we had this on-hand, ne?" He smiled at his lover's confused look, which soon turned to one of understanding. "See? Feels good, right?"
Even though it felt a little odd to have a wet towel there, Kai couldn't deny that it felt good to have his still-warm member cooled off with it. He smiled a little shyly and turned to his side slightly, embracing Miyavi.
"But, towels aren't toys, you know..." Kai mumbled softly.
"Right. I'll only use them properly from now on." Miyavi laughed warmly in return.
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