Snapshots
Title: Snapshots
Pairing: Nakamaru/Ueda
Genre: Umm...Romance. Smut -bricked tbh-
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Nakamaru becomes Ueda's photographer.
Oh, and this is the cross-off for "voyeurism" on my kink bingo.
“Look here - wait no, close your eyes,” Nakamaru instructed, adjusting some settings on the camera quickly as his model laid there.
“Ne, how about I look there while my eyes are closed?”
“Don’t get smart with me, Tat-chan,” Nakamaru couldn’t help but laugh as he finished adjusting, snapping a picture.
“Hey I’m always smart,” Ueda retorted with a smile, trying to adjust his hair.
“Don’t touch,” Nakamaru warned him, backing up and taking another picture. Ueda sighed and closed his eyes again, hand resting on the pillow that was put there for the shoot.
“Now…Look the other way,” Nakamaru told him, moving to the other side of the bed. He licked his lips when Ueda did what he was told, putting on a more serious expression, his shirt opened slightly past the collar. Nakamaru hovered over him from above as Ueda turned his head a bit more before taking the picture.
“Lovely,” he murmured to himself, crouching beside the bed again. Ueda turned to face him, now in his serious mode again. Nakamaru wordlessly adjusted the blanket, pulling it a bit further up to his chest, making sure some skin and his gold chain were exposed.
“Isn’t it weird to do a bedroom shoot in such fancy clothes?” Ueda murmured, staring at him.
“Hold that,” Nakamaru responded, taking another picture. “Well, I can’t exactly say the reason for it, but it works.” Ueda just nodded again.
“And when are you going to help me out of these?” Nakamaru bit his lip hard and tried to hide his blush.
“Soon enough,” he said, changing the settings of the camera again. He could feel Ueda’s gaze on him as he set up the tripod, humming softly to himself. His heart was racing as he decided which position to instruct next. Ueda’s gaze was intense on him as he practically hid behind his camera.
“Eyes closed, reach out with your hand,” he instructed, voice going soft as he watched Ueda moving around.
“Don’t look so embarrassed, Yuichi,” Ueda said, eyes closed but a grin forming on his lips. Nakamaru shot the picture quickly to get his smile before shaking his head.
“I’m not embarrassed. It’s just that if I didn’t know better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me.” Ueda smirked as Nakamaru snapped another picture.
“What would you say if I didn’t deny that?”
“I’d say that I wasn’t really surprised,” Nakamaru replied softly, lowering his camera and staring at Ueda, who stared back up at him, his finger tracing small circular patterns on the pillow.
“Are we just about done here?”
“I don’t know yet,” Nakamaru said in response, becoming hot under Ueda’s gaze. ”And stop looking at me like that.” The smirk fell from Ueda’s face, leaving just the intense look in his eyes. Nakamaru swallowed and shifted, hating to admit that he was aroused just from such a simple glance.
“Maybe I should touch myself,” Ueda suggested slyly. “I bet you would love my expression then.” Nakamaru chewed his lip slightly, giving Ueda a wordless nod as he set the camera up again to take another picture. He saw Ueda’s hand dip down past the blanket, another small smirk on his lips. Nakamaru could see the movement from under the blanket, but he couldn’t tell what Ueda was doing. He focused the camera on Ueda’s face again, breath hitching in his throat as the camera snapped the picture. Ueda’s head was tilted back, his lips parted slightly as he panted softly.
“Sh-show me,” Nakamaru demanded. “Show me what you’re doing.” Ueda’s hand movements stopped and he glanced at Nakamaru for a brief moment before tossing the blanket back. He had already kicked out of his pants and underwear. He could feel himself growing harder when he realized Ueda was fully erect already.
“So you did have a reason,” Nakamaru stated simply, voice choking a bit as he snapped another picture. Ueda was stroking himself roughly, unable to answer him properly. When his hips arched off the bed, Nakamaru took another picture.
“It would be a shame if you came so soon,” he murmured, taking another and lowering the camera to watch Ueda with his own eyes, who was whimpering and moaning softly already.
“That d-depends if you want me to,” Ueda mumbled in response, smearing the pre-cum that was already there across his tip. Nakamaru tried to control his own breathing as he watched, resisting the urge to touch himself as well.
“Keep going,” Nakamaru told him after a moment, zooming out and switching the camera to video mode, starting to film.
“I need more though…” Ueda panted softly, arching towards his hand again.
“Isn’t my presence enough? I think it was enough to get you all hot and bothered,” he said slowly in response, walking around the bed with the camera.
“But knowing you’re here…” Ueda gasped before groaning.
“Knowing I’m here,” Nakamaru urged him to continue, shifting uncomfortably.
“I’d just rather be fucked than be getting myself off,” he stated almost flatly as he jerked himself a bit more roughly. “But I don’t know how long I can hold on now…” Nakamaru chuckled to himself as he used one hand to stroke himself through his jeans, keeping the camera aimed on Ueda.
“You know your pleasure matters to me, and I see how worked up you are,” Ueda said breathlessly, watching Nakamaru out of the corner of his eye.
“How about…” Nakamaru started, watching Ueda through the screen of the camera as his hand moved faster. “You finish, and then you can help me.”
“Deal,” Ueda gave a slight nod, tossing his head back and twisting his hand slightly. There was something invigorating about this that Nakamaru noticed. It was torturing him, but he loved seeing Ueda like that under his own hand; it was something different.
He realized that he was pretty masochistic to love every second of it.
Ueda cursed softly under his breath as his hand movements paused and he shuddered, mouth falling open in an inaudible moan as he came over his hand, panting and laying still.
“Very good,” Nakamaru murmured, still pointing the camera at him. Though at that point - he wasn’t filming anymore. He took a few more pictures from different points of view before setting the camera down and perching on the bed, settling next to Ueda.
“Suck me,” he muttered softly. Ueda laid there for a moment longer before nodding and going to comply, crawling to rest near Nakamaru’s feet as he made his way up, kneading at Nakamaru’s thighs through his jeans before undoing his button, then the zipper slowly. Nakamaru chewed his lip silently as he lifted his hips so Ueda could pull both his pants and boxers down, freeing his arousal. He shivered as Ueda’s hands trailed his inner thighs, beginning by stroking his base and working his way down before closing his mouth over Nakamaru’s tip, sucking softly. Nakamaru laced his hands into Ueda’s hair, effectively messing it up from how he set it before the shoot. But he really didn’t care.
“Just more, please,” Nakamaru groaned out as Ueda massaged his balls lightly, licking the underside of his cock before taking it in his mouth more, sucking as he bobbed his head.
“Good,” he breathed out. “You are so good.” Nakamaru’s hand rested in Ueda’s hair as his face flush, hips arching slightly. The mix of Ueda’s hot mouth around his throbbing member and the youngers hands kneading at his balls, his senses were overwhelmed with pleasure.
“You’re good,” Nakamaru murmured again with a soft huff as Ueda sucked a bit harder, teeth grazing his member ever so lightly. His grip tightened in Ueda’s hair, back arching slightly. He could feel Ueda smirk around him, bobbing his head faster.
“I’m almost there…”
“Too bad I don’t have the camera,” Ueda said around him before taking Nakamaru in all at once. He opened his mouth to respond but a low moan came out instead, vision fuzzing out around the edges as he shuddered and came in Ueda’s mouth, panting softly. After a few moments, Ueda pulled back and swallowed, wiping his mouth and humming happily, causing Nakamaru to blush.
“You…You didn’t have to do that.”
“Of course I didn’t have to,” Ueda shrugged and crawled back over, shedding the shirt as he laid down and pulled the covers up, Nakamaru following shortly after.
“Oh, what are you going to do with those last pictures?
“I’ll keep them. Besides, they’re for my eyes only.”
Pairing: Nakamaru/Ueda
Genre: Umm...Romance. Smut -bricked tbh-
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Nakamaru becomes Ueda's photographer.
Oh, and this is the cross-off for "voyeurism" on my kink bingo.
“Look here - wait no, close your eyes,” Nakamaru instructed, adjusting some settings on the camera quickly as his model laid there.
“Ne, how about I look there while my eyes are closed?”
“Don’t get smart with me, Tat-chan,” Nakamaru couldn’t help but laugh as he finished adjusting, snapping a picture.
“Hey I’m always smart,” Ueda retorted with a smile, trying to adjust his hair.
“Don’t touch,” Nakamaru warned him, backing up and taking another picture. Ueda sighed and closed his eyes again, hand resting on the pillow that was put there for the shoot.
“Now…Look the other way,” Nakamaru told him, moving to the other side of the bed. He licked his lips when Ueda did what he was told, putting on a more serious expression, his shirt opened slightly past the collar. Nakamaru hovered over him from above as Ueda turned his head a bit more before taking the picture.
“Lovely,” he murmured to himself, crouching beside the bed again. Ueda turned to face him, now in his serious mode again. Nakamaru wordlessly adjusted the blanket, pulling it a bit further up to his chest, making sure some skin and his gold chain were exposed.
“Isn’t it weird to do a bedroom shoot in such fancy clothes?” Ueda murmured, staring at him.
“Hold that,” Nakamaru responded, taking another picture. “Well, I can’t exactly say the reason for it, but it works.” Ueda just nodded again.
“And when are you going to help me out of these?” Nakamaru bit his lip hard and tried to hide his blush.
“Soon enough,” he said, changing the settings of the camera again. He could feel Ueda’s gaze on him as he set up the tripod, humming softly to himself. His heart was racing as he decided which position to instruct next. Ueda’s gaze was intense on him as he practically hid behind his camera.
“Eyes closed, reach out with your hand,” he instructed, voice going soft as he watched Ueda moving around.
“Don’t look so embarrassed, Yuichi,” Ueda said, eyes closed but a grin forming on his lips. Nakamaru shot the picture quickly to get his smile before shaking his head.
“I’m not embarrassed. It’s just that if I didn’t know better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me.” Ueda smirked as Nakamaru snapped another picture.
“What would you say if I didn’t deny that?”
“I’d say that I wasn’t really surprised,” Nakamaru replied softly, lowering his camera and staring at Ueda, who stared back up at him, his finger tracing small circular patterns on the pillow.
“Are we just about done here?”
“I don’t know yet,” Nakamaru said in response, becoming hot under Ueda’s gaze. ”And stop looking at me like that.” The smirk fell from Ueda’s face, leaving just the intense look in his eyes. Nakamaru swallowed and shifted, hating to admit that he was aroused just from such a simple glance.
“Maybe I should touch myself,” Ueda suggested slyly. “I bet you would love my expression then.” Nakamaru chewed his lip slightly, giving Ueda a wordless nod as he set the camera up again to take another picture. He saw Ueda’s hand dip down past the blanket, another small smirk on his lips. Nakamaru could see the movement from under the blanket, but he couldn’t tell what Ueda was doing. He focused the camera on Ueda’s face again, breath hitching in his throat as the camera snapped the picture. Ueda’s head was tilted back, his lips parted slightly as he panted softly.
“Sh-show me,” Nakamaru demanded. “Show me what you’re doing.” Ueda’s hand movements stopped and he glanced at Nakamaru for a brief moment before tossing the blanket back. He had already kicked out of his pants and underwear. He could feel himself growing harder when he realized Ueda was fully erect already.
“So you did have a reason,” Nakamaru stated simply, voice choking a bit as he snapped another picture. Ueda was stroking himself roughly, unable to answer him properly. When his hips arched off the bed, Nakamaru took another picture.
“It would be a shame if you came so soon,” he murmured, taking another and lowering the camera to watch Ueda with his own eyes, who was whimpering and moaning softly already.
“That d-depends if you want me to,” Ueda mumbled in response, smearing the pre-cum that was already there across his tip. Nakamaru tried to control his own breathing as he watched, resisting the urge to touch himself as well.
“Keep going,” Nakamaru told him after a moment, zooming out and switching the camera to video mode, starting to film.
“I need more though…” Ueda panted softly, arching towards his hand again.
“Isn’t my presence enough? I think it was enough to get you all hot and bothered,” he said slowly in response, walking around the bed with the camera.
“But knowing you’re here…” Ueda gasped before groaning.
“Knowing I’m here,” Nakamaru urged him to continue, shifting uncomfortably.
“I’d just rather be fucked than be getting myself off,” he stated almost flatly as he jerked himself a bit more roughly. “But I don’t know how long I can hold on now…” Nakamaru chuckled to himself as he used one hand to stroke himself through his jeans, keeping the camera aimed on Ueda.
“You know your pleasure matters to me, and I see how worked up you are,” Ueda said breathlessly, watching Nakamaru out of the corner of his eye.
“How about…” Nakamaru started, watching Ueda through the screen of the camera as his hand moved faster. “You finish, and then you can help me.”
“Deal,” Ueda gave a slight nod, tossing his head back and twisting his hand slightly. There was something invigorating about this that Nakamaru noticed. It was torturing him, but he loved seeing Ueda like that under his own hand; it was something different.
He realized that he was pretty masochistic to love every second of it.
Ueda cursed softly under his breath as his hand movements paused and he shuddered, mouth falling open in an inaudible moan as he came over his hand, panting and laying still.
“Very good,” Nakamaru murmured, still pointing the camera at him. Though at that point - he wasn’t filming anymore. He took a few more pictures from different points of view before setting the camera down and perching on the bed, settling next to Ueda.
“Suck me,” he muttered softly. Ueda laid there for a moment longer before nodding and going to comply, crawling to rest near Nakamaru’s feet as he made his way up, kneading at Nakamaru’s thighs through his jeans before undoing his button, then the zipper slowly. Nakamaru chewed his lip silently as he lifted his hips so Ueda could pull both his pants and boxers down, freeing his arousal. He shivered as Ueda’s hands trailed his inner thighs, beginning by stroking his base and working his way down before closing his mouth over Nakamaru’s tip, sucking softly. Nakamaru laced his hands into Ueda’s hair, effectively messing it up from how he set it before the shoot. But he really didn’t care.
“Just more, please,” Nakamaru groaned out as Ueda massaged his balls lightly, licking the underside of his cock before taking it in his mouth more, sucking as he bobbed his head.
“Good,” he breathed out. “You are so good.” Nakamaru’s hand rested in Ueda’s hair as his face flush, hips arching slightly. The mix of Ueda’s hot mouth around his throbbing member and the youngers hands kneading at his balls, his senses were overwhelmed with pleasure.
“You’re good,” Nakamaru murmured again with a soft huff as Ueda sucked a bit harder, teeth grazing his member ever so lightly. His grip tightened in Ueda’s hair, back arching slightly. He could feel Ueda smirk around him, bobbing his head faster.
“I’m almost there…”
“Too bad I don’t have the camera,” Ueda said around him before taking Nakamaru in all at once. He opened his mouth to respond but a low moan came out instead, vision fuzzing out around the edges as he shuddered and came in Ueda’s mouth, panting softly. After a few moments, Ueda pulled back and swallowed, wiping his mouth and humming happily, causing Nakamaru to blush.
“You…You didn’t have to do that.”
“Of course I didn’t have to,” Ueda shrugged and crawled back over, shedding the shirt as he laid down and pulled the covers up, Nakamaru following shortly after.
“Oh, what are you going to do with those last pictures?
“I’ll keep them. Besides, they’re for my eyes only.”