[FIC] When You Least Expect It
Title : When You Least Expect It
Length : One-shot
Author : chibitanzemily
Pairing : Akame
Genre : Smut
Rating : NC 17
Disclaimer : None
Summary : Falling for someone in hope for that someone to feel the same for you. And we always hope that someone feels the same for us as we do for them, don't we?
Warning : Fiction is fiction. I wish this could happen to me too but No, this is fiction - purely fiction. So this is written to warm the hearts for people who are currently losing hopes for the reality in life.
We live in a world where dreams become reality if we believe in them. Either our dreams can come true, or we are delusional.
December 2007
“Kame, Koki, come over here! The countdown is starting soon,” Maru called from the small table, on top was a tower of Jenga blocks swaying unstably as he accidently shook the table.
Kame hurried over to the table. The five friends were gathered around the table in the small home lit in dim yellow lights, standing mighty at the corner of the room was the green but unlighted Christmas tree.
“Koki, hurry up dammit!” Ueda called again, again the table shook. Kame eyed the blocks eagerly, just another shake on the table and the blocks will trample.
He adjusted his eyes to the one person on the phone, apart from the other three who were busy pouring drinks into the glasses and another person on the other side of the room occupied with the technical problems with the lights for the Christmas tree.
“Jin, stop with your phone already!” Ueda complained, “And you with your psp,” the copper-haired scolded Junno who look as if he had spasms with his fingers pressing the buttons on the console game.
Jin nodded and signaled with his finger for another two minutes. “Success!” All the heads in the room turned to the green tree now dressed in little lights of red and yellow. Their faces lighted in contentment as warm as the atmosphere of the room.
Koki took his seat at the same time Jin ended his call, flipping his phone shut. “Alright, raise your glasses guys,”
The television screen was airing a huge clock as if every household didn’t have one and the long hand of the clock was slowly crawling to the number 12.
“Five,” Maru yelled.
“Four,” Ueda followed.
“Three,” came Koki’s husky voice, making a kissing gesture to the others.
“Two,”
Their eyes met as their voices came in unison.
“One!” Junno screamed and all eyes turned to the television, fireworks were displayed on the parade airing live from the slim rectangular box.
Jin hit lightly his glass against Kame’s own, “Happy New Year, Kame.” He winked and Kame took more than five seconds before gathering himself with a smile.
“Happy New Year, Jin.”
The six men cheered along with the sounds from the cube, their glasses clanked against one another’s and they yelled their wishes for the year they hoped to be a wonderful one.
Kame averted his gaze back to Jin, the latter looked so warm, what Kame wouldn’t give to have the smile on Jin’s face to be directed for himself only.
-
“Kamenashi-kun, the supplier is being a pain in my nuts again. Can you go and talk to him please?” The chief department wiped his sweaty forehead with a dirty handkerchief sighed.
From the pile of files and papers, Kame looked up from his thick, black glasses. “But…”
The chief, Sawatari, looked around cautiously before leaning close to his subordinate, “Please, Kamenashi-kun, you’re my only hope. If we don’t come in agreement with that asshole by today, the deal will not go on and you know how…”
Kame had long shut his ears to his chief’s wimpy excuses. Sawatari was a coward in facing suppliers and the whole office knew that very well. He didn’t even spare a pity glance on Sawatari’s pleading gesture.
“Fine, I’ll go.” Kame stood up from his seat, pushing his files from his face. “And I get extra lunch time for this,” He said casually before taking his leave out from the office, smirking as he sees the reflection of a nodding, relieved Sawatari.
He squints his eyes at the merciless ray of sunlight upon him, he was barely on the other side of the busy city streets that he was starting to shiver again. The sun didn’t help at all under the cold wintery morning.
Going up the stairs to the monorail station, Kame sighed in his thoughts. There were so many works waiting for him to complete back in the office and it was only two days after the New Year. He loved his job but he loves holidays even more. He was a hard working man and he parties even harder especially with his best friends.
And there was Jin, a friend.
Kame smiled to himself at the memory of Jin’s warm smiling face, wishing the smile could warm his currently freezing self as much as the smile could warm his heart.
He stood on the waiting line after buying his ticket and passing through the ticket scanner, not bothered to even look for empty seats as there were none.
Kame eyed longingly at the loving couple sitting on the bench. Two high school students had a muffler shared round their necks, sharing warmth happily from the small attempt.
They were doing so little but they were so happy.
“Pfft, they were supposed to be in school. This is why there are less smarter people in Japan, they skip so much during high school and came out stupid after graduation.” He muttered with a hint of jealously to himself.
Kame turned his eyes away when the train he was supposed to board halted for the passengers to get off.
As usual he was being a nice person and let the people enter before him so when he finally steps into the transport, there were no place for him. But there were more people today than usual that Kame had to squish himself further until he was leaning against the closed door, suddenly cramped in between the door and another person.
Kame was facing the door, from the glass he could see the young couple again, making him click his tongue in annoyance.
“Sorry,” The man pushing against him apologized, “Did I -“
Kame turned slightly, widening his eyes at the view of the person who had his body half resting on Kame’s back.
“Kamenashi?”
Jin looked so handsome under the black linen coat, his hair disheveled and one hand was holding the handle from the roof of the train. The distance between them was barely half an inch and Kame could almost taste the cold puff of breath from Jin although Jin was vaguely taller.
“Good morning,” Jin said, smiling.
Kame smiled unconsciously at the view even when he didn’t plan to smile at all for the day. But it was Jin, and Jin was standing in front of him so he could not see why he should not.
“Good morning.” Kame said, his body now completely facing the taller of the two.
They were smiling to each other, until there was a push and Jin was forced to lean closer, his two hands supporting himself next to Kame’s head. Their noses almost touch at the slowly disappearing gap.
“Are you okay?” Jin asked, his breath tingled Kame’s nose.
Kame’s face flushed as he nodded, “I’m fine.”
There were small movements and they went rigid as they both realized what it was. Now that their bodies are leaning against one another, as the train moves their bodies move and brushed were their lower bodies.
“I’m sorry,” Jin looked away, biting his lips embarrassedly.
Kame felt his heart pounding hard and loud as the gesture of the other man was too adorable, “It’s okay.” He looked away as well.
The train moved again, this time there was as though a bump on the tracks that the whole train shook and then, Jin heard it.
Kame clamped his mouth shut, cursed at the inability to use his jammed hand to cover his moan that he suddenly let out. At that moment he wanted a hole to just swallow him whole and to never face the person in front of him ever again.
He knew Jin had definitely heard him because the latter’s eyes were fixed on him.
“Sorry,” Kame tried, his face was red as a tomato.
There was no answer and Kame couldn’t tell what Jin was probably thinking as he couldn’t even look at the latter in the eyes. He wanted to die so bad because Jin would maybe thought he was a horny idiot, moaning at the smallest contact. His mind starts sketching various homicidal plans he could use if the day continues to crawl with Jin’s disgust towards him and the humiliation he had brought upon himself.
The train ride had never felt so long.
Another station passed and the one that follows would be his stop. Kame thanked all holy entities up there that he finally was able to get more than just a bit of distance between them now that there were less people in the train.
He was able to get a seat too, hurrying to the empty space but unfortunately for him to be where Jin had decided to sit next to.
Kame tried his best to not fidget with the close proximity that had returned to torture him. There were other empty seats in the coach so he couldn’t understand why the other man would choose to sit next to him instead.
“Mental torture, definitely.” He muttered to himself.
There was silence just as before and from where they were sitting, they looked like obvious couples and beyond noticed by other passengers who had filled the front seats.
Kame felt the contact and instinctively flinched, almost choking on his gasp. He stared wide-eyed to the man next to him who had an oblivious expression, eyes looking ahead but his left hand was resting on Kame’s crotch.
Kame’s first reaction was to push the hand away but he couldn’t as the palm exerted more pressure on the cupping of his sensitive groin, making his head hit softly the window at the back.
“What - What are you doing?” He breathed lowly, afraid he will let out any weird voices. His heart was thumping rapidly against his chest, he was trying his best not to lose to the slow brushing from the magical hand.
Jin turned to him and Kame saw the unquestionable smirk. “I’m helping you, obviously.”
The hand squeezed impatiently on his clothed groin, Kame knew he was already hard. “Are you making fun of me?” His voice pleading, he wished the fabric barrier would just disappear.
“Of course not. Silly Kazuya.” Jin whispered, “Let me feel you more.”
Kame didn’t even have time to properly swoon at the call of his first name and his mind was half-jammed at Jin’s last sentence, Jin’s hand was already sneaking into his black pants.
Jin was fast, really fast.
The cold hand came into contact with his hot, leaking cock and Kame swore he was close to just screaming. He was slightly shivering but he felt his forehead wet, breaking into cold sweat.
Jin’s hand was feeling him everywhere, his frozen and thick palm brushed against his cock creating a friction Kame couldn’t even imagine being able to do it by himself. “Jin… ah - ” Kame moaned softly, there was a huge bubble of feelings in him that he wants to burst but he couldn’t, after all he was in a public transport and clearly he wouldn’t, knowing it was Jin who was making him feel like that.
He didn’t think he could tell Jin.
“Jin, stop… Shit,” Kame knew he was close but he touched himself too and knowing how loud he would be when he comes spurting, he was afraid to be heard. He would rather just stay leaking and going through the pain.
But Jin wouldn’t stop, he was determined to help until the end. He looked up at the helplessly panting figure under his hand and forced his lips against the other.
Kame didn’t know what to think and he doubts he could even. When Jin suddenly kissed him, he felt his body shaking with happiness and swears the container in his heart was going to overflow. He was going to tell Jin.
Jin’s hand took a faster pace than before and Kame was hurrying to reach his limit. Jin’s lips pried open Kame’s easily and licked mischievously the latter’s insides, encouraging him to pump out his seeds and Kame did, his moans spilling into Jin’s open mouth as he did.
Jin was still pumping Kame’s cock when the latter was leaking and only stopped when Kame’s cock became soft in his hand. Their lips parted and Kame panted at the sensation of being forced to come in the train. He peeked embarrassedly over the coach to make sure nobody sees their activity.
He felt his cock being placed back into his pants and heard the zipper went up. Jin’s hand was wet and filled with his cum but the man took no notice of it instead just kept his eyes fixed onto Kame.
“I am so sorry,” Kame apologized, struggling with his heavy body to take a tissue out from his pocket. Jin took the tissue but made no attempt yet to wipe his hand clean.
“Your face is glowing.” Jin commented with a smile.
Kame swallowed hard. Was that a good thing or not he didn’t know. “I - I…” He looked at Jin who was waiting patiently for his words. He didn’t have the courage to confess.
“You must think I’m a pathetic person,” Kame sighed and looked away.
“Definitely not. Kame, don’t be ashamed of things like this. Its not like I never had a hard-on during a train ride.” Jin said, getting attention from a skeptical Kame.
“You had one too?”
Jin nodded, “Of course,” He leaned closer to Kame, touching their noses in a playful manner, “And you look so fucking hot under these glasses.”
Kame felt his cheeks burn at those words, he was handicapped of a reply.
The train came to a halt and the speakers announced the passengers of the arrival of their current station.
“Not that you weren’t as hot as usual. But I’m glad I gave you a hand today. It was fun. See you soon, Kame-chan.” Jin winked and took his leave from the unmoving train.
Kame sat there digesting the bizarre happenings that had happened during his fifteen minutes of train ride. Then, he realized he was getting off at the same station too.
-
“He said he was glad he gave me a hand. Tomo, what did he meant? Does this mean he likes me too? That’s impossible, I mean, I’m not attractive like any other men or women he dated. I know he’s bisexual but I’m not, I’m just gay. I mean I like guys and guys like Jin are the only ones who carry my heart into cloud nine and obviously this is my first time feeling like this for someone.” Kame wondered obliviously to his listening friend.
“Kame can you please calm down?” The poor listener, Tomo tried.
Kame nodded, “I’m calm. Don’t I look calm to you? I’m calm.”
Despite doubtful, Tomo wasted no time in giving his best friend advice, “Okay, first, can you please be more confident of yourself? What the hell are you saying about being unattractive compared to the other bitches that I don’t even give a shit of? Hell, if you weren’t this crazy about this Akanishi guy, I would have courted your perky ass myself.”
Kame listened, unbothered about Tomo’s words that he usually brushes off as a joke.
“Second, you had a handjob in a moving train. What the fuck were you thinking? What if you get caught and got yourself a headline on tomorrow’s news?”
“It’s not like I wanted to, I mean, Jin forced me to it.” Kame defended.
Tomo shot a bored look, “Really? Did he point a fucking gun in your pretty face with the threat should you not cum into his fucking hands he will blow your fucking head off?”
Kame clicked his tongue.
“Clearly you wanted it.” Tomo accused, and when Kame was about to defend himself a second time Tomo quickly added, “But of course you wanted it, it was the man who appears in your dream every night, earning you a morning wood in your face every damn morning.
“But most importantly, he gave you a hand. A damned good hand. Obviously he has feelings for you.”
Kame’s mood sparked at the assumption. “You think so?”
“Cutie, you don’t see me giving any man a hand for his boner on a fucking moving train, do you? I would, for you, however.” Tomo winked.
“I wish you are right.” Kame rested his face on his palms, brushing off what he thought as another joke.
Tomo only kept his eyes on the man with troubled thoughts, sipping on his mango juice. “You must be really serious of him. You never usually give this much attention to the extent of telling me about it. Come to think of it, this is certainly the first time you talked about your crush so much.”
Kame felt his cheeks reddened at the point. Tomo was right, he never really bothered to remember his crushes because crushes are only to be crushed at that fleeting moment and after that, they’re gone from his memory. But it was not the same case with Akanishi Jin.
“Whoa, slow down on your drink there buddy. A glass of juice like that won’t give you the courage you need to confess. Besides, I can’t have my best friend choking on his drink and dies without settling the bill. My company will be in deep shit at the loss of my love-stricken assistant.”
Kame sucked forcefully on his straw the bottom of the glass before pushing it aside. “Too bad for you and me, I have a long life. This is labour harassment, you know.” He kicked Tomo under the table who only groaned followed with a snicker.
-
“So, are you up for tonight? …Kame? Kame?”
Kame shook back into reality when he heard a loud beep on his left year, Koki pressed one of the numbers. “Yes? Yes?”
“Geez, are you still there or fell into the toilet bowl or something? So are you coming or not?” Koki’s voice grew impatient from the other end of the line.
Koki was planning a party to celebrate his being promoted at the loading factory he was currently working in. Kame had definitely decided on celebrating with his bald friend until the latter mentioned the others who were coming, anyone was fine to Kame but Akanishi Jin.
It wasn’t unusual to meet Jin, they were close enough to be called friends since the second meeting considering this was only the third. The others, Ueda, Maru and Junno were seemingly closer to Kame than Kame was to Jin. Jin wasn’t a person with many words only occasionally smirking and chuckling lightly at an interesting story.
Kame knew he fell hard for the man at first glance of Jin a year ago. Thanks to Koki and his habit of throwing a party at the smallest things, Kame was able to learn more about Jin at the same time with the chance of being able to talk to Jin as a social contact.
When Kame learned about Jin’s fondness of men and women alike, Kame was torn between feeling surprisingly happy and self-consciously sad. Happy and surprised because Jin wasn’t completely straight which was almost similar to Kame and Jin probably wouldn’t think of him gross. Sad because he knew he wouldn’t be able to be compared to most women, after all from what he heard women are better in bed than men.
“I… I don’t think so.” He replied finally to which Koki took some time to coax Kame to change his mind using the attractive list of imported alcohol and a game of poker which Kame loved but with much self-control, he was able to reject the offer, hanging up after to a disgruntled baldie at the other end.
Of course Kame would love to see Jin again but he wasn’t sure now that it was only a week after the handjob incident in the train.
Jin would perhaps thought of him as a shameless male whore even daring to show his face after getting a free handjob. Kame sighed at the assumed impression of him.
Jin would never fall for a person like him. He was a devil in disguise, like what most of his colleagues named him to be. Kame was a workaholic and almost a complete perfectionist with a high ego evident only when he was talking to everyone but the people whom he was close with.
But Kame never learned the easy way that his points which he deemed to be his weaknesses were the side of him most people finds admirable. Fairly ignorant of his surroundings, Kame never notices how his slightest actions were monitored with adoration by no other than his best friend and Chief Executive Officer of the company he works in, Yamashita Tomohisa whom he called Tomo.
-
Kame slid his phone back to his pants pocket, he stared out the night sky outside his window. He had only just got back from the office and the thought of going out for a walk crossed his mind. He needed to clear his mind from his own annoying assumptions anyway.
He wondered what the others were doing at Koki’s party. Kame had remembered to properly wish his bald friend of the latter’s promotion but was replied with a sad emoticon. He couldn’t help it, Jin was going to be there.
Halfway to his headed favourite café only he realized the inexistent warmth that was usually provided his white jacket. Cursing under his breath while shivering under the merciless night breeze, Kame continued moving ahead, more eager for the hot chocolate he had planned to order in his mind rather than the jacket luring him back home.
The door pushed back with a soft ring to signal the presence of a customer into the café. Kame entered quickly and sat on the first empty seat he found furthest from anyone else but the bartender behind the counter.
“Hot chocolate without whipped cream, extra caramel.” He placed his order successfully without biting his tongue off from his trembling lips.
“Here,”
A glass of hot water was offered to his side, Kame turned to the person thankfully which for his expression turned to be dazed instead.
“Jin, what are you doing here?”
The other man in question flashed a smile which Kame thought to be too dazzling he could almost melt together with his order of hot chocolate that came just in time.
“What are you doing here, Kame-chan?” Jin asked back.
Kame frowned, “I asked you first.”
Jin looked so hot in a single white shirt that he wore under a long black coat, different from the one Kame saw in the train. This coat had more buttons and the material was softer, Kame noted. The other’s legs were protected by a pair of navy denim with a chain hanging across one of the pants’ hooks. The accessory that took Kame’s attention the most was the knitted dark blue beanie holding back Jin’s curly hair.
“I asked you second. Why aren’t you at the party with everyone else?”
Kame averted his attention and took a nervous sip of his drink, burning his tongue silently in the process.
“I had something to do.”
Jin sat down on the stool next to Kame, “Really? Like what? Drinking hot chocolate in a café over the tempting stocks of Russian beers waiting to be devoured?”
“If they are that tempting, then I’m glad I didn’t have the chance to try them. I won’t be able to stop myself then because I’m a heavy drinker myself. After all, I hate to admit but I get my supply of alcohol every night before going to bed.” Kame retorted smartly.
“Won’t be able to stop yourself, you said?” Jin flashed his infamous smirk now, sparks in his eyes as he leaned close enough to be able to let only Kame hear his next words.
“Well I never really had the power to stop myself each time I was able to see you anyway so why don’t you take me as your supply of alcohol for tonight, replacing those at Koki’s and your own’s? …Take me?”
Kame’s heart almost jumped out of his chest.
“Instead of letting you devour me, I should consume you. You are indeed, the most tempting kind of alcohol for me if I haven’t told you I am a heavy drinker myself.
“And I get addicted so easily you don’t even know it.”
Jin left a kiss on Kame’s right ear which left the latter trembling more than just his lips.
“I’ll wait for you.” Jin said, watching the heated man’s face hiding behind the brown glass cup.
Kame didn’t know what precisely Jin meant by waiting for him but when he downed the whole glass of chocolate in his system. As soon as he put down the glass, Jin slid off the stool, taking Kame’s hand before leading the confused man out of the café without forgetting to leave the money on the counter.
Kame didn’t even ask why had Jin paid for his drink because he was confused as to what Jin was trying to do as they crossed the streets that didn’t lead to Kame’s house.
They walked past the dimly-lit park and closed shops under the breeze that was slowly hinting snow for the night with the temperature dropping and Kame felt his lips started to tremble again.
Jin took off the glove in his right hand, unwillingly releasing Kame’s hand at the vague moment and wrapped Kame’s right hand with the same glove. Jin then held Kame’s bare hand with his own’s, sharing the cold together.
Kame felt his cheeks burn at the small gesture, he needed to know what Jin felt about him as all these holding hands and sweet gestures - which Kame hoped he didn’t think too much and embarrass himself - gave him hope that Jin may felt the same.
Or Jin only wanted to get in his pants and nothing more than that.
After all they didn’t know much about each other and Kame would never have imagined sleeping with someone without knowing them well. But Kame had known much about Jin unknown to the latter when Kame was sure Jin didn’t know much about him.
Kame wondered if he can trust this man holding his hand so precious. Maybe it felt precious to Kame only but it was probably only Jin at his common.
He shook his head at his assumptions again.
They reached in front of a house that Kame didn’t even need to glance at the wooden board stuck next to the gate with Akanishi’s name inked upon it to know the house belonged to Jin.
Kame thought there maybe others in the house but there wasn’t apparently as there were no shoes other than Jin’s and his own’s as they stepped inside the front door of the house.
Jin went inside and Kame followed suit as if he shouldn’t when Jin already pulled onto his hand. They went inside a second room in the small house that only had two rooms apart from the living room, Kame took in the quiet and calm atmosphere of the room which was obviously Jin’s room.
The room was neat and the bed was made, an attitude that didn’t bring any surprise to Kame when Jin had that neat look all the same.
“I… never brought anyone here, or into my house at all.” Jin said softly, his wicked smirk from the café earlier had disappeared like it never could have been there replaced by a warm, almost relieved face.
Kame was pulled to sit on the bed, he was almost afraid to crumple the white linen sheets. Jin sat next to Kame on the bed but kept his grip of the other’s hand to his own tight nevertheless.
“Kame, I don’t know how to say this but, I like you.”
Kame thought he was hearing things.
“Kazuya, I’ve liked you for a long time and I know it is weird for me to say this that you will think that I don’t know anything about you and you don’t about me and this is all going too fast and you probably won’t be able to accept me or this thing that I’m proposing.
“I…” Jin’s brows furrowed and he seemed to be struggling to find his next words, “At parties Koki organized, I didn’t converse more than I should with you afraid you would find me displeasing with my words and I didn’t want you to think of me as a flirt if I talk too much as I wanted to know about you so much more.
“I had to find out about you from Koki, trying to not hint my curiosity of your everything asking only necessary questions about you.
“Telling you this, I really hope I didn’t disgust you with my efforts and attempts because I really only wished to know about you and over all reasons is that I have fallen for you.”
“I love you, Kazuya.”
Kame didn’t remember when the time had stopped and everything was blurry in his eyes. Jin was looking at him so intensely into his eyes and Kame blinks.
Jin shifted his weight and pressed a chaste kiss on Kame’s dry lips.
The kiss was long and innocent, Jin could tell he himself was hesitating but Kame had no response. The taller of the two was starting to fear of rejection that may come and slap him hard in the face.
Jin pulled back, afraid to see what Kame’s eyes would tell.
Nothing.
Silence lingered in the room for at least three seconds before Kame blinked again. This time, there was uncertainty in his eyes.
“Jin… Am I dreaming?” He asked.
Jin hadn’t seen the question coming, he was panicked in his mind to cope with the harsh downturn that would come but none.
“Am I dreaming or is this actually happening right now, Jin?” Kame’s eyes grew, his hand gripped Jin’s tight and insisting for an answer he wanted to hear.
Jin’s lips slowly curved up to a small smile. “This is happening, Kazuya.”
What shocked Jin next was the abundant flowing of tears from Kame’s eyes. “I can’t imagine this, not in my life, Jin. I love you too.
“I love you so much that when I realized you weren’t just a temporary crush for me, I knew I had to dig up everything I want to know about you. It hurts to know so much but so little and worse when I had to know all these things about you from other people.
“I wanted to hear you talking to me. I wanted to talk to you and make you smile for me like you always do silently either to yourself or anyone else but me.
“I know myself I couldn’t confess, I never had the courage to and I never thought, never in my life could I imagine this day, no, this night.
“Jin, I can’t believe this - You actually felt the same as I do for you too?”
Jin looked at Kame lovingly in front of him, wiping the traces of tears away from the latter’s eyes with his thumb. He nodded, “I feel so much for you, Kazuya if not more.”
The beaker of happiness deep in Kame’s heart was overflowed with joy and when Jin kissed him again, Kame responded with every jolt of electricity in his excited system.
From an innocent kiss slowly involves tongue and opened mouths, turning wild and far from pure. Kame almost couldn’t catch up with Jin, the latter’s tongue was sneaky with its exploring and tickling.
Jin’s hand went to the bottom of Kame’s shirt and pulling it up only to have them break the kiss, Jin chuckled when he noticed the other’s hands were gripped tightly on his own shirt.
Jin took one of Kame’s hands and placed them on his shirt’s buttons, encouraging Kame to do the same. With trembling fingers, Kame slowly unbuttoned Jin’s shirt leaving the both of them topless.
Kame leaned forward a hand came to hold the neck to place a kiss on Jin’s cheek, jawline and the pulsing neck. He inhaled the other’s scent, Jin smelt like tobacco and strangely, antiseptic.
He felt Jin placed a kiss on his forehead and felt more loved than ever.
Kame let of the hand on Jin’s neck to bravely work on the buckle around Jin, stopping on the sides of Jin to touch the beautiful curve under his hand.
The other thought he might as well offer his hand for Kame, pulling the article of clothing that obstructed the skin so smooth he couldn’t wait to feel. He grinned surprised when he realizes Kame had no underwear on.
Jin traced his hands up the smooth milky pair of legs, reaching Kame’s cock a hidden treasure behind the bushes. He wasted no time and attacked the meat with his mouth, sucking on the heated flesh. Jin hadn’t given a blowjob to anyone for as long as he could remember, he was determined to give Kame one the latter will never forget.
“Ah - mmh,” Kame moaned when the skilled tongue came to tease his leaking slit, he felt his nipples harden and lifted a hand to rub them. He bucked his hips into the welcoming moisture that hardens his member at every breath.
Jin pulls out only to make himself in a more comfortable position in between Kame’s open legs that had become wider, making Jin feel at home. “Mmh… so good, nnh, Kazuya…” Kame felt his hair stand at the call of his given name, he loved it. His hands went to clutch around Jin’s shoulder, digging his nails into the tanned sweaty skin.
Soon, Kame was laid on his back on the bed, his chest rising and falling rapidly as Jin continued sucking and giving him pleasure with the unstopping mouth.
Kame’s body rose from the bed each time Jin decided to suck on his cock extra hard, making Kame takes a harsh grip in the taller man’s hair.
Jin grabbed Kame’s balls in his hands, squeezing the sacs until he heard Kame screamed in pleasure that he came hard into Jin’s open mouth.
He swallowed the liquid whole and licked his lips in appreciation.
“Kazuya tastes wonderful,” He climbed over the panting figure and placed a kiss on Kame’s cheek, before stripping himself too of the last piece of fabric on his body.
Kame didn’t even have the time to properly digest Jin’s action of swallowing his juice and commenting of the flavor before he felt a sleek muscle poking his entrance.
“Ah - Jin,”
He lifted his head with limited movements until he saw Jin’s hair in between his legs. Kame moaned loudly when he felt Jin’s tongue went in deeper in his opening, he writhed at the feeling of being intruded but so gentle that it didn’t even occur to him that he was losing his virginity.
And then he realizes, he was going to do it with Jin. They were going to do it.
Kame whimpered when he felt something wet slid into his hole, twisting and turning around his muscles. It was Jin’s finger and immediately Jin added a second, then a third until eventually four fingers were dancing and scraping his ring of muscles. The writhing man had difficulty in controlling his heartbeat with the pain and the otherwise effect of the dexterous fingers.
Jin sat up and placed kisses over Kame’s face, especially his obvious frown. “Sorry baby, I’ll try to be gentle and make you feel good okay?” Kame nodded and caressed Jin’s sweat-licked face.
Jin pushed in and instantly Kame felt his insides rip into a million pieces, the pain stung his whole lower body, sending ripples in his systems. Despite the pain that gradually dwindles by the unmoving seconds, Kame felt whole as Jin’s length was filled into him to the hilt.
He extended his hand and pulled onto the chain around Jin’s neck, forcing the latter forward and enveloping Jin into an embrace. “Hold me, don’t let go of me.” He pleaded.
Jin nodded, his mass of hair mixed into Kame’s own, he returned the embrace and bit onto Kame’s neck. “I’ll be yours if you will be mine.” Kame only squeezed them together tighter and Jin started moving his hips.
Their breaths mingled as Jin moved to get a view of Kame’s pleased expression under him. He licked Kame’s lips for an entrance to which Kame willingly gave and they both commenced in another tongue tangling, spilling each other’s moans into their mouths as their bodies moved in the dance of lust.
“I… never thought… we,” Jin thrusts in deeper, “felt the same…” They moaned at the feeling of being stimulated in both different yet same places; Kame was squeezing Jin out of his strained member while his cock was being rubbed against Jin’s clammy stomach.
Jin picked up his pace, he felt his peak building up inside the warm cavern he wasn’t sure he can mark his territory yet. With shy gesture, he leaned at the side of Kame, whispering into the latter’s ear, “Can I come inside of you?”
Kame felt his cheeks burn, his body was as if under fire and when he tried to answer, he couldn’t as Jin kept pounding into his prostate.
He was seeing stars, at each thrust onto his bundle of nerves, he felt his body emptied of all feelings but pleasure at its highest. “Jin, Jin… I - ”
The bed creaked in protest of their dance too active, their shadows were one under the moonlight lit from the window on the headboard.
“Jin, come in me.” Kame groaned as he came his length squished in between their bodies, their sweat mixed into the fluid and Jin followed no longer, spurting his seeds inside the heavenly warmth that was Kame.
Loud and clear pants were heard in the silence of the room. The bed stopped creaking, even in the chilled air-conditioned room, the two bodies were bathed in sweat and sticky fluids.
There were movements where Jin rolled to his back, making some space for himself next to Kame on the single bed.
Silence draped over the room even after the sound of their breathing return to normal. For a good three minutes, neither of them let out a single word until Kame decided the silence was in fact too loud for his nervous mind.
“Jin…”
Jin turned to face him.
“Are we together?”
Silence.
“Kazuya, what are you thinking?”
Kame didn’t know. He wanted to know what Jin was thinking instead.
“What are you thinking, Jin?”
Jin placed a kiss on Kame’s cheek, the closest he could reach from his awkward posture. “I am thinking how you could possibly doubt the fact that we are without doubt already together after the confession I took so many months of needed courage just to tell you. Tell me, Kazuya, do you regret what we just did?”
Kazuya quickly look at Jin with eyes of shock. “Of course not. I won’t regret. You are the one I want after all.”
Jin grinned and pulled the other close into a hug.
“Then we’ll be together for as long as time can handle us.”
“I love you, Kazuya.”
“I love you more, Jin.”
“I love you most.”
A/N : Hi i've been dead and now im back keke this one-shot took a while but i managed it anyhow feeling proud of myself but bear in mind i do constantly remind myself of my useless self in continuing my old multichaps. One day, my friends. Believe in me. and this shit might be getting a sequel /wink
(btw i know im damn sappy with this fic and the ending was fucking cheezy lol sorry guys cant help it i got so addicted to tangled i practically knew all the lines omg hahahah oh Maximus <3)
Length : One-shot
Author : chibitanzemily
Pairing : Akame
Genre : Smut
Rating : NC 17
Disclaimer : None
Summary : Falling for someone in hope for that someone to feel the same for you. And we always hope that someone feels the same for us as we do for them, don't we?
Warning : Fiction is fiction. I wish this could happen to me too but No, this is fiction - purely fiction. So this is written to warm the hearts for people who are currently losing hopes for the reality in life.
We live in a world where dreams become reality if we believe in them. Either our dreams can come true, or we are delusional.
December 2007
“Kame, Koki, come over here! The countdown is starting soon,” Maru called from the small table, on top was a tower of Jenga blocks swaying unstably as he accidently shook the table.
Kame hurried over to the table. The five friends were gathered around the table in the small home lit in dim yellow lights, standing mighty at the corner of the room was the green but unlighted Christmas tree.
“Koki, hurry up dammit!” Ueda called again, again the table shook. Kame eyed the blocks eagerly, just another shake on the table and the blocks will trample.
He adjusted his eyes to the one person on the phone, apart from the other three who were busy pouring drinks into the glasses and another person on the other side of the room occupied with the technical problems with the lights for the Christmas tree.
“Jin, stop with your phone already!” Ueda complained, “And you with your psp,” the copper-haired scolded Junno who look as if he had spasms with his fingers pressing the buttons on the console game.
Jin nodded and signaled with his finger for another two minutes. “Success!” All the heads in the room turned to the green tree now dressed in little lights of red and yellow. Their faces lighted in contentment as warm as the atmosphere of the room.
Koki took his seat at the same time Jin ended his call, flipping his phone shut. “Alright, raise your glasses guys,”
The television screen was airing a huge clock as if every household didn’t have one and the long hand of the clock was slowly crawling to the number 12.
“Five,” Maru yelled.
“Four,” Ueda followed.
“Three,” came Koki’s husky voice, making a kissing gesture to the others.
“Two,”
Their eyes met as their voices came in unison.
“One!” Junno screamed and all eyes turned to the television, fireworks were displayed on the parade airing live from the slim rectangular box.
Jin hit lightly his glass against Kame’s own, “Happy New Year, Kame.” He winked and Kame took more than five seconds before gathering himself with a smile.
“Happy New Year, Jin.”
The six men cheered along with the sounds from the cube, their glasses clanked against one another’s and they yelled their wishes for the year they hoped to be a wonderful one.
Kame averted his gaze back to Jin, the latter looked so warm, what Kame wouldn’t give to have the smile on Jin’s face to be directed for himself only.
-
“Kamenashi-kun, the supplier is being a pain in my nuts again. Can you go and talk to him please?” The chief department wiped his sweaty forehead with a dirty handkerchief sighed.
From the pile of files and papers, Kame looked up from his thick, black glasses. “But…”
The chief, Sawatari, looked around cautiously before leaning close to his subordinate, “Please, Kamenashi-kun, you’re my only hope. If we don’t come in agreement with that asshole by today, the deal will not go on and you know how…”
Kame had long shut his ears to his chief’s wimpy excuses. Sawatari was a coward in facing suppliers and the whole office knew that very well. He didn’t even spare a pity glance on Sawatari’s pleading gesture.
“Fine, I’ll go.” Kame stood up from his seat, pushing his files from his face. “And I get extra lunch time for this,” He said casually before taking his leave out from the office, smirking as he sees the reflection of a nodding, relieved Sawatari.
He squints his eyes at the merciless ray of sunlight upon him, he was barely on the other side of the busy city streets that he was starting to shiver again. The sun didn’t help at all under the cold wintery morning.
Going up the stairs to the monorail station, Kame sighed in his thoughts. There were so many works waiting for him to complete back in the office and it was only two days after the New Year. He loved his job but he loves holidays even more. He was a hard working man and he parties even harder especially with his best friends.
And there was Jin, a friend.
Kame smiled to himself at the memory of Jin’s warm smiling face, wishing the smile could warm his currently freezing self as much as the smile could warm his heart.
He stood on the waiting line after buying his ticket and passing through the ticket scanner, not bothered to even look for empty seats as there were none.
Kame eyed longingly at the loving couple sitting on the bench. Two high school students had a muffler shared round their necks, sharing warmth happily from the small attempt.
They were doing so little but they were so happy.
“Pfft, they were supposed to be in school. This is why there are less smarter people in Japan, they skip so much during high school and came out stupid after graduation.” He muttered with a hint of jealously to himself.
Kame turned his eyes away when the train he was supposed to board halted for the passengers to get off.
As usual he was being a nice person and let the people enter before him so when he finally steps into the transport, there were no place for him. But there were more people today than usual that Kame had to squish himself further until he was leaning against the closed door, suddenly cramped in between the door and another person.
Kame was facing the door, from the glass he could see the young couple again, making him click his tongue in annoyance.
“Sorry,” The man pushing against him apologized, “Did I -“
Kame turned slightly, widening his eyes at the view of the person who had his body half resting on Kame’s back.
“Kamenashi?”
Jin looked so handsome under the black linen coat, his hair disheveled and one hand was holding the handle from the roof of the train. The distance between them was barely half an inch and Kame could almost taste the cold puff of breath from Jin although Jin was vaguely taller.
“Good morning,” Jin said, smiling.
Kame smiled unconsciously at the view even when he didn’t plan to smile at all for the day. But it was Jin, and Jin was standing in front of him so he could not see why he should not.
“Good morning.” Kame said, his body now completely facing the taller of the two.
They were smiling to each other, until there was a push and Jin was forced to lean closer, his two hands supporting himself next to Kame’s head. Their noses almost touch at the slowly disappearing gap.
“Are you okay?” Jin asked, his breath tingled Kame’s nose.
Kame’s face flushed as he nodded, “I’m fine.”
There were small movements and they went rigid as they both realized what it was. Now that their bodies are leaning against one another, as the train moves their bodies move and brushed were their lower bodies.
“I’m sorry,” Jin looked away, biting his lips embarrassedly.
Kame felt his heart pounding hard and loud as the gesture of the other man was too adorable, “It’s okay.” He looked away as well.
The train moved again, this time there was as though a bump on the tracks that the whole train shook and then, Jin heard it.
Kame clamped his mouth shut, cursed at the inability to use his jammed hand to cover his moan that he suddenly let out. At that moment he wanted a hole to just swallow him whole and to never face the person in front of him ever again.
He knew Jin had definitely heard him because the latter’s eyes were fixed on him.
“Sorry,” Kame tried, his face was red as a tomato.
There was no answer and Kame couldn’t tell what Jin was probably thinking as he couldn’t even look at the latter in the eyes. He wanted to die so bad because Jin would maybe thought he was a horny idiot, moaning at the smallest contact. His mind starts sketching various homicidal plans he could use if the day continues to crawl with Jin’s disgust towards him and the humiliation he had brought upon himself.
The train ride had never felt so long.
Another station passed and the one that follows would be his stop. Kame thanked all holy entities up there that he finally was able to get more than just a bit of distance between them now that there were less people in the train.
He was able to get a seat too, hurrying to the empty space but unfortunately for him to be where Jin had decided to sit next to.
Kame tried his best to not fidget with the close proximity that had returned to torture him. There were other empty seats in the coach so he couldn’t understand why the other man would choose to sit next to him instead.
“Mental torture, definitely.” He muttered to himself.
There was silence just as before and from where they were sitting, they looked like obvious couples and beyond noticed by other passengers who had filled the front seats.
Kame felt the contact and instinctively flinched, almost choking on his gasp. He stared wide-eyed to the man next to him who had an oblivious expression, eyes looking ahead but his left hand was resting on Kame’s crotch.
Kame’s first reaction was to push the hand away but he couldn’t as the palm exerted more pressure on the cupping of his sensitive groin, making his head hit softly the window at the back.
“What - What are you doing?” He breathed lowly, afraid he will let out any weird voices. His heart was thumping rapidly against his chest, he was trying his best not to lose to the slow brushing from the magical hand.
Jin turned to him and Kame saw the unquestionable smirk. “I’m helping you, obviously.”
The hand squeezed impatiently on his clothed groin, Kame knew he was already hard. “Are you making fun of me?” His voice pleading, he wished the fabric barrier would just disappear.
“Of course not. Silly Kazuya.” Jin whispered, “Let me feel you more.”
Kame didn’t even have time to properly swoon at the call of his first name and his mind was half-jammed at Jin’s last sentence, Jin’s hand was already sneaking into his black pants.
Jin was fast, really fast.
The cold hand came into contact with his hot, leaking cock and Kame swore he was close to just screaming. He was slightly shivering but he felt his forehead wet, breaking into cold sweat.
Jin’s hand was feeling him everywhere, his frozen and thick palm brushed against his cock creating a friction Kame couldn’t even imagine being able to do it by himself. “Jin… ah - ” Kame moaned softly, there was a huge bubble of feelings in him that he wants to burst but he couldn’t, after all he was in a public transport and clearly he wouldn’t, knowing it was Jin who was making him feel like that.
He didn’t think he could tell Jin.
“Jin, stop… Shit,” Kame knew he was close but he touched himself too and knowing how loud he would be when he comes spurting, he was afraid to be heard. He would rather just stay leaking and going through the pain.
But Jin wouldn’t stop, he was determined to help until the end. He looked up at the helplessly panting figure under his hand and forced his lips against the other.
Kame didn’t know what to think and he doubts he could even. When Jin suddenly kissed him, he felt his body shaking with happiness and swears the container in his heart was going to overflow. He was going to tell Jin.
Jin’s hand took a faster pace than before and Kame was hurrying to reach his limit. Jin’s lips pried open Kame’s easily and licked mischievously the latter’s insides, encouraging him to pump out his seeds and Kame did, his moans spilling into Jin’s open mouth as he did.
Jin was still pumping Kame’s cock when the latter was leaking and only stopped when Kame’s cock became soft in his hand. Their lips parted and Kame panted at the sensation of being forced to come in the train. He peeked embarrassedly over the coach to make sure nobody sees their activity.
He felt his cock being placed back into his pants and heard the zipper went up. Jin’s hand was wet and filled with his cum but the man took no notice of it instead just kept his eyes fixed onto Kame.
“I am so sorry,” Kame apologized, struggling with his heavy body to take a tissue out from his pocket. Jin took the tissue but made no attempt yet to wipe his hand clean.
“Your face is glowing.” Jin commented with a smile.
Kame swallowed hard. Was that a good thing or not he didn’t know. “I - I…” He looked at Jin who was waiting patiently for his words. He didn’t have the courage to confess.
“You must think I’m a pathetic person,” Kame sighed and looked away.
“Definitely not. Kame, don’t be ashamed of things like this. Its not like I never had a hard-on during a train ride.” Jin said, getting attention from a skeptical Kame.
“You had one too?”
Jin nodded, “Of course,” He leaned closer to Kame, touching their noses in a playful manner, “And you look so fucking hot under these glasses.”
Kame felt his cheeks burn at those words, he was handicapped of a reply.
The train came to a halt and the speakers announced the passengers of the arrival of their current station.
“Not that you weren’t as hot as usual. But I’m glad I gave you a hand today. It was fun. See you soon, Kame-chan.” Jin winked and took his leave from the unmoving train.
Kame sat there digesting the bizarre happenings that had happened during his fifteen minutes of train ride. Then, he realized he was getting off at the same station too.
-
“He said he was glad he gave me a hand. Tomo, what did he meant? Does this mean he likes me too? That’s impossible, I mean, I’m not attractive like any other men or women he dated. I know he’s bisexual but I’m not, I’m just gay. I mean I like guys and guys like Jin are the only ones who carry my heart into cloud nine and obviously this is my first time feeling like this for someone.” Kame wondered obliviously to his listening friend.
“Kame can you please calm down?” The poor listener, Tomo tried.
Kame nodded, “I’m calm. Don’t I look calm to you? I’m calm.”
Despite doubtful, Tomo wasted no time in giving his best friend advice, “Okay, first, can you please be more confident of yourself? What the hell are you saying about being unattractive compared to the other bitches that I don’t even give a shit of? Hell, if you weren’t this crazy about this Akanishi guy, I would have courted your perky ass myself.”
Kame listened, unbothered about Tomo’s words that he usually brushes off as a joke.
“Second, you had a handjob in a moving train. What the fuck were you thinking? What if you get caught and got yourself a headline on tomorrow’s news?”
“It’s not like I wanted to, I mean, Jin forced me to it.” Kame defended.
Tomo shot a bored look, “Really? Did he point a fucking gun in your pretty face with the threat should you not cum into his fucking hands he will blow your fucking head off?”
Kame clicked his tongue.
“Clearly you wanted it.” Tomo accused, and when Kame was about to defend himself a second time Tomo quickly added, “But of course you wanted it, it was the man who appears in your dream every night, earning you a morning wood in your face every damn morning.
“But most importantly, he gave you a hand. A damned good hand. Obviously he has feelings for you.”
Kame’s mood sparked at the assumption. “You think so?”
“Cutie, you don’t see me giving any man a hand for his boner on a fucking moving train, do you? I would, for you, however.” Tomo winked.
“I wish you are right.” Kame rested his face on his palms, brushing off what he thought as another joke.
Tomo only kept his eyes on the man with troubled thoughts, sipping on his mango juice. “You must be really serious of him. You never usually give this much attention to the extent of telling me about it. Come to think of it, this is certainly the first time you talked about your crush so much.”
Kame felt his cheeks reddened at the point. Tomo was right, he never really bothered to remember his crushes because crushes are only to be crushed at that fleeting moment and after that, they’re gone from his memory. But it was not the same case with Akanishi Jin.
“Whoa, slow down on your drink there buddy. A glass of juice like that won’t give you the courage you need to confess. Besides, I can’t have my best friend choking on his drink and dies without settling the bill. My company will be in deep shit at the loss of my love-stricken assistant.”
Kame sucked forcefully on his straw the bottom of the glass before pushing it aside. “Too bad for you and me, I have a long life. This is labour harassment, you know.” He kicked Tomo under the table who only groaned followed with a snicker.
-
“So, are you up for tonight? …Kame? Kame?”
Kame shook back into reality when he heard a loud beep on his left year, Koki pressed one of the numbers. “Yes? Yes?”
“Geez, are you still there or fell into the toilet bowl or something? So are you coming or not?” Koki’s voice grew impatient from the other end of the line.
Koki was planning a party to celebrate his being promoted at the loading factory he was currently working in. Kame had definitely decided on celebrating with his bald friend until the latter mentioned the others who were coming, anyone was fine to Kame but Akanishi Jin.
It wasn’t unusual to meet Jin, they were close enough to be called friends since the second meeting considering this was only the third. The others, Ueda, Maru and Junno were seemingly closer to Kame than Kame was to Jin. Jin wasn’t a person with many words only occasionally smirking and chuckling lightly at an interesting story.
Kame knew he fell hard for the man at first glance of Jin a year ago. Thanks to Koki and his habit of throwing a party at the smallest things, Kame was able to learn more about Jin at the same time with the chance of being able to talk to Jin as a social contact.
When Kame learned about Jin’s fondness of men and women alike, Kame was torn between feeling surprisingly happy and self-consciously sad. Happy and surprised because Jin wasn’t completely straight which was almost similar to Kame and Jin probably wouldn’t think of him gross. Sad because he knew he wouldn’t be able to be compared to most women, after all from what he heard women are better in bed than men.
“I… I don’t think so.” He replied finally to which Koki took some time to coax Kame to change his mind using the attractive list of imported alcohol and a game of poker which Kame loved but with much self-control, he was able to reject the offer, hanging up after to a disgruntled baldie at the other end.
Of course Kame would love to see Jin again but he wasn’t sure now that it was only a week after the handjob incident in the train.
Jin would perhaps thought of him as a shameless male whore even daring to show his face after getting a free handjob. Kame sighed at the assumed impression of him.
Jin would never fall for a person like him. He was a devil in disguise, like what most of his colleagues named him to be. Kame was a workaholic and almost a complete perfectionist with a high ego evident only when he was talking to everyone but the people whom he was close with.
But Kame never learned the easy way that his points which he deemed to be his weaknesses were the side of him most people finds admirable. Fairly ignorant of his surroundings, Kame never notices how his slightest actions were monitored with adoration by no other than his best friend and Chief Executive Officer of the company he works in, Yamashita Tomohisa whom he called Tomo.
-
Kame slid his phone back to his pants pocket, he stared out the night sky outside his window. He had only just got back from the office and the thought of going out for a walk crossed his mind. He needed to clear his mind from his own annoying assumptions anyway.
He wondered what the others were doing at Koki’s party. Kame had remembered to properly wish his bald friend of the latter’s promotion but was replied with a sad emoticon. He couldn’t help it, Jin was going to be there.
Halfway to his headed favourite café only he realized the inexistent warmth that was usually provided his white jacket. Cursing under his breath while shivering under the merciless night breeze, Kame continued moving ahead, more eager for the hot chocolate he had planned to order in his mind rather than the jacket luring him back home.
The door pushed back with a soft ring to signal the presence of a customer into the café. Kame entered quickly and sat on the first empty seat he found furthest from anyone else but the bartender behind the counter.
“Hot chocolate without whipped cream, extra caramel.” He placed his order successfully without biting his tongue off from his trembling lips.
“Here,”
A glass of hot water was offered to his side, Kame turned to the person thankfully which for his expression turned to be dazed instead.
“Jin, what are you doing here?”
The other man in question flashed a smile which Kame thought to be too dazzling he could almost melt together with his order of hot chocolate that came just in time.
“What are you doing here, Kame-chan?” Jin asked back.
Kame frowned, “I asked you first.”
Jin looked so hot in a single white shirt that he wore under a long black coat, different from the one Kame saw in the train. This coat had more buttons and the material was softer, Kame noted. The other’s legs were protected by a pair of navy denim with a chain hanging across one of the pants’ hooks. The accessory that took Kame’s attention the most was the knitted dark blue beanie holding back Jin’s curly hair.
“I asked you second. Why aren’t you at the party with everyone else?”
Kame averted his attention and took a nervous sip of his drink, burning his tongue silently in the process.
“I had something to do.”
Jin sat down on the stool next to Kame, “Really? Like what? Drinking hot chocolate in a café over the tempting stocks of Russian beers waiting to be devoured?”
“If they are that tempting, then I’m glad I didn’t have the chance to try them. I won’t be able to stop myself then because I’m a heavy drinker myself. After all, I hate to admit but I get my supply of alcohol every night before going to bed.” Kame retorted smartly.
“Won’t be able to stop yourself, you said?” Jin flashed his infamous smirk now, sparks in his eyes as he leaned close enough to be able to let only Kame hear his next words.
“Well I never really had the power to stop myself each time I was able to see you anyway so why don’t you take me as your supply of alcohol for tonight, replacing those at Koki’s and your own’s? …Take me?”
Kame’s heart almost jumped out of his chest.
“Instead of letting you devour me, I should consume you. You are indeed, the most tempting kind of alcohol for me if I haven’t told you I am a heavy drinker myself.
“And I get addicted so easily you don’t even know it.”
Jin left a kiss on Kame’s right ear which left the latter trembling more than just his lips.
“I’ll wait for you.” Jin said, watching the heated man’s face hiding behind the brown glass cup.
Kame didn’t know what precisely Jin meant by waiting for him but when he downed the whole glass of chocolate in his system. As soon as he put down the glass, Jin slid off the stool, taking Kame’s hand before leading the confused man out of the café without forgetting to leave the money on the counter.
Kame didn’t even ask why had Jin paid for his drink because he was confused as to what Jin was trying to do as they crossed the streets that didn’t lead to Kame’s house.
They walked past the dimly-lit park and closed shops under the breeze that was slowly hinting snow for the night with the temperature dropping and Kame felt his lips started to tremble again.
Jin took off the glove in his right hand, unwillingly releasing Kame’s hand at the vague moment and wrapped Kame’s right hand with the same glove. Jin then held Kame’s bare hand with his own’s, sharing the cold together.
Kame felt his cheeks burn at the small gesture, he needed to know what Jin felt about him as all these holding hands and sweet gestures - which Kame hoped he didn’t think too much and embarrass himself - gave him hope that Jin may felt the same.
Or Jin only wanted to get in his pants and nothing more than that.
After all they didn’t know much about each other and Kame would never have imagined sleeping with someone without knowing them well. But Kame had known much about Jin unknown to the latter when Kame was sure Jin didn’t know much about him.
Kame wondered if he can trust this man holding his hand so precious. Maybe it felt precious to Kame only but it was probably only Jin at his common.
He shook his head at his assumptions again.
They reached in front of a house that Kame didn’t even need to glance at the wooden board stuck next to the gate with Akanishi’s name inked upon it to know the house belonged to Jin.
Kame thought there maybe others in the house but there wasn’t apparently as there were no shoes other than Jin’s and his own’s as they stepped inside the front door of the house.
Jin went inside and Kame followed suit as if he shouldn’t when Jin already pulled onto his hand. They went inside a second room in the small house that only had two rooms apart from the living room, Kame took in the quiet and calm atmosphere of the room which was obviously Jin’s room.
The room was neat and the bed was made, an attitude that didn’t bring any surprise to Kame when Jin had that neat look all the same.
“I… never brought anyone here, or into my house at all.” Jin said softly, his wicked smirk from the café earlier had disappeared like it never could have been there replaced by a warm, almost relieved face.
Kame was pulled to sit on the bed, he was almost afraid to crumple the white linen sheets. Jin sat next to Kame on the bed but kept his grip of the other’s hand to his own tight nevertheless.
“Kame, I don’t know how to say this but, I like you.”
Kame thought he was hearing things.
“Kazuya, I’ve liked you for a long time and I know it is weird for me to say this that you will think that I don’t know anything about you and you don’t about me and this is all going too fast and you probably won’t be able to accept me or this thing that I’m proposing.
“I…” Jin’s brows furrowed and he seemed to be struggling to find his next words, “At parties Koki organized, I didn’t converse more than I should with you afraid you would find me displeasing with my words and I didn’t want you to think of me as a flirt if I talk too much as I wanted to know about you so much more.
“I had to find out about you from Koki, trying to not hint my curiosity of your everything asking only necessary questions about you.
“Telling you this, I really hope I didn’t disgust you with my efforts and attempts because I really only wished to know about you and over all reasons is that I have fallen for you.”
“I love you, Kazuya.”
Kame didn’t remember when the time had stopped and everything was blurry in his eyes. Jin was looking at him so intensely into his eyes and Kame blinks.
Jin shifted his weight and pressed a chaste kiss on Kame’s dry lips.
The kiss was long and innocent, Jin could tell he himself was hesitating but Kame had no response. The taller of the two was starting to fear of rejection that may come and slap him hard in the face.
Jin pulled back, afraid to see what Kame’s eyes would tell.
Nothing.
Silence lingered in the room for at least three seconds before Kame blinked again. This time, there was uncertainty in his eyes.
“Jin… Am I dreaming?” He asked.
Jin hadn’t seen the question coming, he was panicked in his mind to cope with the harsh downturn that would come but none.
“Am I dreaming or is this actually happening right now, Jin?” Kame’s eyes grew, his hand gripped Jin’s tight and insisting for an answer he wanted to hear.
Jin’s lips slowly curved up to a small smile. “This is happening, Kazuya.”
What shocked Jin next was the abundant flowing of tears from Kame’s eyes. “I can’t imagine this, not in my life, Jin. I love you too.
“I love you so much that when I realized you weren’t just a temporary crush for me, I knew I had to dig up everything I want to know about you. It hurts to know so much but so little and worse when I had to know all these things about you from other people.
“I wanted to hear you talking to me. I wanted to talk to you and make you smile for me like you always do silently either to yourself or anyone else but me.
“I know myself I couldn’t confess, I never had the courage to and I never thought, never in my life could I imagine this day, no, this night.
“Jin, I can’t believe this - You actually felt the same as I do for you too?”
Jin looked at Kame lovingly in front of him, wiping the traces of tears away from the latter’s eyes with his thumb. He nodded, “I feel so much for you, Kazuya if not more.”
The beaker of happiness deep in Kame’s heart was overflowed with joy and when Jin kissed him again, Kame responded with every jolt of electricity in his excited system.
From an innocent kiss slowly involves tongue and opened mouths, turning wild and far from pure. Kame almost couldn’t catch up with Jin, the latter’s tongue was sneaky with its exploring and tickling.
Jin’s hand went to the bottom of Kame’s shirt and pulling it up only to have them break the kiss, Jin chuckled when he noticed the other’s hands were gripped tightly on his own shirt.
Jin took one of Kame’s hands and placed them on his shirt’s buttons, encouraging Kame to do the same. With trembling fingers, Kame slowly unbuttoned Jin’s shirt leaving the both of them topless.
Kame leaned forward a hand came to hold the neck to place a kiss on Jin’s cheek, jawline and the pulsing neck. He inhaled the other’s scent, Jin smelt like tobacco and strangely, antiseptic.
He felt Jin placed a kiss on his forehead and felt more loved than ever.
Kame let of the hand on Jin’s neck to bravely work on the buckle around Jin, stopping on the sides of Jin to touch the beautiful curve under his hand.
The other thought he might as well offer his hand for Kame, pulling the article of clothing that obstructed the skin so smooth he couldn’t wait to feel. He grinned surprised when he realizes Kame had no underwear on.
Jin traced his hands up the smooth milky pair of legs, reaching Kame’s cock a hidden treasure behind the bushes. He wasted no time and attacked the meat with his mouth, sucking on the heated flesh. Jin hadn’t given a blowjob to anyone for as long as he could remember, he was determined to give Kame one the latter will never forget.
“Ah - mmh,” Kame moaned when the skilled tongue came to tease his leaking slit, he felt his nipples harden and lifted a hand to rub them. He bucked his hips into the welcoming moisture that hardens his member at every breath.
Jin pulls out only to make himself in a more comfortable position in between Kame’s open legs that had become wider, making Jin feel at home. “Mmh… so good, nnh, Kazuya…” Kame felt his hair stand at the call of his given name, he loved it. His hands went to clutch around Jin’s shoulder, digging his nails into the tanned sweaty skin.
Soon, Kame was laid on his back on the bed, his chest rising and falling rapidly as Jin continued sucking and giving him pleasure with the unstopping mouth.
Kame’s body rose from the bed each time Jin decided to suck on his cock extra hard, making Kame takes a harsh grip in the taller man’s hair.
Jin grabbed Kame’s balls in his hands, squeezing the sacs until he heard Kame screamed in pleasure that he came hard into Jin’s open mouth.
He swallowed the liquid whole and licked his lips in appreciation.
“Kazuya tastes wonderful,” He climbed over the panting figure and placed a kiss on Kame’s cheek, before stripping himself too of the last piece of fabric on his body.
Kame didn’t even have the time to properly digest Jin’s action of swallowing his juice and commenting of the flavor before he felt a sleek muscle poking his entrance.
“Ah - Jin,”
He lifted his head with limited movements until he saw Jin’s hair in between his legs. Kame moaned loudly when he felt Jin’s tongue went in deeper in his opening, he writhed at the feeling of being intruded but so gentle that it didn’t even occur to him that he was losing his virginity.
And then he realizes, he was going to do it with Jin. They were going to do it.
Kame whimpered when he felt something wet slid into his hole, twisting and turning around his muscles. It was Jin’s finger and immediately Jin added a second, then a third until eventually four fingers were dancing and scraping his ring of muscles. The writhing man had difficulty in controlling his heartbeat with the pain and the otherwise effect of the dexterous fingers.
Jin sat up and placed kisses over Kame’s face, especially his obvious frown. “Sorry baby, I’ll try to be gentle and make you feel good okay?” Kame nodded and caressed Jin’s sweat-licked face.
Jin pushed in and instantly Kame felt his insides rip into a million pieces, the pain stung his whole lower body, sending ripples in his systems. Despite the pain that gradually dwindles by the unmoving seconds, Kame felt whole as Jin’s length was filled into him to the hilt.
He extended his hand and pulled onto the chain around Jin’s neck, forcing the latter forward and enveloping Jin into an embrace. “Hold me, don’t let go of me.” He pleaded.
Jin nodded, his mass of hair mixed into Kame’s own, he returned the embrace and bit onto Kame’s neck. “I’ll be yours if you will be mine.” Kame only squeezed them together tighter and Jin started moving his hips.
Their breaths mingled as Jin moved to get a view of Kame’s pleased expression under him. He licked Kame’s lips for an entrance to which Kame willingly gave and they both commenced in another tongue tangling, spilling each other’s moans into their mouths as their bodies moved in the dance of lust.
“I… never thought… we,” Jin thrusts in deeper, “felt the same…” They moaned at the feeling of being stimulated in both different yet same places; Kame was squeezing Jin out of his strained member while his cock was being rubbed against Jin’s clammy stomach.
Jin picked up his pace, he felt his peak building up inside the warm cavern he wasn’t sure he can mark his territory yet. With shy gesture, he leaned at the side of Kame, whispering into the latter’s ear, “Can I come inside of you?”
Kame felt his cheeks burn, his body was as if under fire and when he tried to answer, he couldn’t as Jin kept pounding into his prostate.
He was seeing stars, at each thrust onto his bundle of nerves, he felt his body emptied of all feelings but pleasure at its highest. “Jin, Jin… I - ”
The bed creaked in protest of their dance too active, their shadows were one under the moonlight lit from the window on the headboard.
“Jin, come in me.” Kame groaned as he came his length squished in between their bodies, their sweat mixed into the fluid and Jin followed no longer, spurting his seeds inside the heavenly warmth that was Kame.
Loud and clear pants were heard in the silence of the room. The bed stopped creaking, even in the chilled air-conditioned room, the two bodies were bathed in sweat and sticky fluids.
There were movements where Jin rolled to his back, making some space for himself next to Kame on the single bed.
Silence draped over the room even after the sound of their breathing return to normal. For a good three minutes, neither of them let out a single word until Kame decided the silence was in fact too loud for his nervous mind.
“Jin…”
Jin turned to face him.
“Are we together?”
Silence.
“Kazuya, what are you thinking?”
Kame didn’t know. He wanted to know what Jin was thinking instead.
“What are you thinking, Jin?”
Jin placed a kiss on Kame’s cheek, the closest he could reach from his awkward posture. “I am thinking how you could possibly doubt the fact that we are without doubt already together after the confession I took so many months of needed courage just to tell you. Tell me, Kazuya, do you regret what we just did?”
Kazuya quickly look at Jin with eyes of shock. “Of course not. I won’t regret. You are the one I want after all.”
Jin grinned and pulled the other close into a hug.
“Then we’ll be together for as long as time can handle us.”
“I love you, Kazuya.”
“I love you more, Jin.”
“I love you most.”
A/N : Hi i've been dead and now im back keke this one-shot took a while but i managed it anyhow feeling proud of myself but bear in mind i do constantly remind myself of my useless self in continuing my old multichaps. One day, my friends. Believe in me. and this shit might be getting a sequel /wink
(btw i know im damn sappy with this fic and the ending was fucking cheezy lol sorry guys cant help it i got so addicted to tangled i practically knew all the lines omg hahahah oh Maximus <3)