Kiss meme request - It's about that time again ya'll
Title: Ding
Pairing: Aiba/Ohno
Rating: R
Summary: Strangers, Aiba and Ohno, share quite a passionate moment in an elevator.
Disclaimer: I do not know nor am I any of the mentioned characters. This never happened, it is a work of fiction.
A/N: Fulfilling an anon’s request in the jekissmeme. Hope you like it OP
It was a sharp noise. A noise anyone could recognize. The ‘ding’ means someone has arrived and they want your undivided attention. It was the same noise that allowed Aiba to meet the man of his dreams, or at least that’s what Aiba’s calling him.
He had checked into a hotel and was placed on the 16th floor. The best thing about checking in at 10 PM is that you get to have the elevator all to yourself. There’s just something comforting about being in there alone, not having to worry about what you do or say as you wait for your floor to arrive. Aiba was humming and slightly dancing along to the smooth jazz version of a song he’s heard a few times in the past. However, his comfortable loneliness was ended at the 4th floor. The newcomer gave Aiba curt nod of acknowledgement when he entered and hit the 15th floor.
Aiba’s eyes now were bouncing around the confined area, landing on Ohno’s figure that was standing diagonal to him. He noticed the relaxed gear the man had on: some sweats, a T-shirt, and some sandals. It was a sharp contrast to the jeans and dress shirt Aiba was wearing.
Aiba was now analyzing him, not noticing how the tanned one was doing the same thing from the mirror.
‘He’s staring at me quite a lot,’ Ohno pouted, now self-conscious about himself. Daringly, he turned around to Aiba and gave him a gentle smile.
Blush covered Aiba’s cheeks when they made eye contact. ‘Shit,’ he mouthed while looking down at his feet.
The elevator bell dinged again, indicating they were currently on the 9th floor. Ohno let out a soft sigh, but in the deathly silent space, it sounded quite loud. The man behind him was a looker, without a doubt. The way his bangs hung over his eyes, the sleek black dress shirt and jeans he wore, topped off with white and black sneakers, just made him look…fuckable.
Again he stole another glance at the man, before noticing how much closer he was. Ohno looked up at the slowly lightening up numbers before setting his gaze on the mirror. The man was now standing behind him.
Should he be worried that this man was slowly creeping up on him? Yes. Did he do anything about it? No. Did he get mildly turned on when he felt the man inhaling his scent? Yes. And did he do something about it? Fuck yes.
Ohno spun around and caught the man’s lips in a kiss.
You could say it was accidental as he more wanted to turn to him to ask for his name. However, he spun around when Aiba leaned in to smell his hair again.
“Ahmm,” came the soft moan from the taller man. Ohno’s dick twitched at the noise. He definitely wanted to continue this.
Their tongues swirled around each other’s, teeth clicking a few times in their haste. Aiba now had the man pushed against the corner of the elevator, hips bumping into Ohno’s as they ground their slowly awakening erections together.
“Ah,” Ohno gasped when the lips moved to his neck, roughly sucking at the tanned flesh. He brought his hands to Aiba’s hips, holding them in place against his as he was desperately humping his thigh.
Ding
The elevator doors opened and they pulled apart briefly. It was Ohno’s stop, but he really didn’t want to get off now. The doors slowly closed again before they reopened a few seconds later on Aiba’s floor.
“You missed your stop,” Aiba panted, body still pressed against the smaller man’s.
“Ye-yeah,” Ohno smiled, taking his lower lips in between his teeth.
Aiba grabbed his luggage and walked out the elevator, placing his foot in between the doors, preventing them from closing.
“Coming?” he asked, looking over his shoulder at Ohno. The smaller man scrambled out the metallic cubicle and followed Aiba into his room.
They may not have known each other’s names then, but once the door had shut, they definitely were calling them out.
END
Pairing: Aiba/Ohno
Rating: R
Summary: Strangers, Aiba and Ohno, share quite a passionate moment in an elevator.
Disclaimer: I do not know nor am I any of the mentioned characters. This never happened, it is a work of fiction.
A/N: Fulfilling an anon’s request in the jekissmeme. Hope you like it OP
It was a sharp noise. A noise anyone could recognize. The ‘ding’ means someone has arrived and they want your undivided attention. It was the same noise that allowed Aiba to meet the man of his dreams, or at least that’s what Aiba’s calling him.
He had checked into a hotel and was placed on the 16th floor. The best thing about checking in at 10 PM is that you get to have the elevator all to yourself. There’s just something comforting about being in there alone, not having to worry about what you do or say as you wait for your floor to arrive. Aiba was humming and slightly dancing along to the smooth jazz version of a song he’s heard a few times in the past. However, his comfortable loneliness was ended at the 4th floor. The newcomer gave Aiba curt nod of acknowledgement when he entered and hit the 15th floor.
Aiba’s eyes now were bouncing around the confined area, landing on Ohno’s figure that was standing diagonal to him. He noticed the relaxed gear the man had on: some sweats, a T-shirt, and some sandals. It was a sharp contrast to the jeans and dress shirt Aiba was wearing.
Aiba was now analyzing him, not noticing how the tanned one was doing the same thing from the mirror.
‘He’s staring at me quite a lot,’ Ohno pouted, now self-conscious about himself. Daringly, he turned around to Aiba and gave him a gentle smile.
Blush covered Aiba’s cheeks when they made eye contact. ‘Shit,’ he mouthed while looking down at his feet.
The elevator bell dinged again, indicating they were currently on the 9th floor. Ohno let out a soft sigh, but in the deathly silent space, it sounded quite loud. The man behind him was a looker, without a doubt. The way his bangs hung over his eyes, the sleek black dress shirt and jeans he wore, topped off with white and black sneakers, just made him look…fuckable.
Again he stole another glance at the man, before noticing how much closer he was. Ohno looked up at the slowly lightening up numbers before setting his gaze on the mirror. The man was now standing behind him.
Should he be worried that this man was slowly creeping up on him? Yes. Did he do anything about it? No. Did he get mildly turned on when he felt the man inhaling his scent? Yes. And did he do something about it? Fuck yes.
Ohno spun around and caught the man’s lips in a kiss.
You could say it was accidental as he more wanted to turn to him to ask for his name. However, he spun around when Aiba leaned in to smell his hair again.
“Ahmm,” came the soft moan from the taller man. Ohno’s dick twitched at the noise. He definitely wanted to continue this.
Their tongues swirled around each other’s, teeth clicking a few times in their haste. Aiba now had the man pushed against the corner of the elevator, hips bumping into Ohno’s as they ground their slowly awakening erections together.
“Ah,” Ohno gasped when the lips moved to his neck, roughly sucking at the tanned flesh. He brought his hands to Aiba’s hips, holding them in place against his as he was desperately humping his thigh.
Ding
The elevator doors opened and they pulled apart briefly. It was Ohno’s stop, but he really didn’t want to get off now. The doors slowly closed again before they reopened a few seconds later on Aiba’s floor.
“You missed your stop,” Aiba panted, body still pressed against the smaller man’s.
“Ye-yeah,” Ohno smiled, taking his lower lips in between his teeth.
Aiba grabbed his luggage and walked out the elevator, placing his foot in between the doors, preventing them from closing.
“Coming?” he asked, looking over his shoulder at Ohno. The smaller man scrambled out the metallic cubicle and followed Aiba into his room.
They may not have known each other’s names then, but once the door had shut, they definitely were calling them out.
END