Work of Art (Juntoshi)
So, there was once this anniversary anon meme, and I never got around to posting what i wrote for it. So here is is. Enjoy.
Title: Work of Art
Pairing: Juntoshi
Rating: NC17
Summary: Ohno wants Jun to take him home, and there is nothing that Jun would deny his Riida.
Jun was having a surreal day. First, Riida had invited him out to dinner and drinks after his butai, and that in and of itself was not unusual. Riida went out to dinner with all of them, all of them except Nino that is, and the running joke was enough to fuel the reporters and the minds of the fan girls, and keep people guessing about just what went on in this band of theirs. It was not even surreal in the fact that Ohno was slumped up against his in the booth, salt scattered on the table beside lime wedges, and the empty glasses of tequila. Ohno had been drinking more than usual, which was a bit off, but Jun knew, as everyone else did, that when he was out with Riida, it was Jun who got them both home safe, and Ohno would, for once, let go. So Jun was not going to complain that Ohno trusted him enough to let go and enjoy a rare night out. On Jun’s watch nothing bad would happen to Riida, you would be certain of that.
What was unusual was the way that Ohno was nuzzling his neck, and his hand was tracing patterns on Jun’s thigh. What was more usual were the words that were coming out of his mouth, hot against Jun’s skin, where kisses were interspersed with the words.
“Take me home MatsuJun.” He whispered, a hand moving to caress beside his knee. “Take me home so I can fuck you.” Up his thigh slightly, tracing the muscles there, tense, and firm. “I want MatsuJun, have wanted him.” Fingers moved along his inner thigh and Jun was glad that they were in a booth, in the back of a dive bar that Ohno knew, and no one was paying them any mind. Because holy fuck would they be in trouble if anyone got a picture of them, Ohno pushed flush against Jun, palming Jun’s cock through his jeans, his tongue tracing designs on Jun’s throat as he mumbled his words against the skin there. “Will you let me fuck you, Jun?” Ohno sucked on that spot just below Jun’s ear, the one that sent shivered down his body, and desire straight to his cock, and Jun knew he was lost, even before Ohno squeezed his cock again through his jeans, twisting his hand in a way that had Jun moaning, putty in Ohno’s hands. Who was he to deny his Riida? Certainly not Jun, he was nothing is not a good and dedicated band member, there to make sure that his band, but especially Riida, were well taken care of. It was really no secret that Jun had a huge crush on Ohno, and when Riida said I want you, and take me home, who in their right mind would refuse?
What Jun did not expect was for Ohno to pounce as soon as they got into the door, pinning him against the door even before their shoes were off and arranged in the entry. His mouth was hot and slick against Jun’s, his tongue divine and wicked, and Jun was weak in the knees from the kiss. Just the kiss, nothing more, Ohno’s hands firm;y gripping his hips, a stark change from the wandering hands of earlier. He pulled Ohno away from the door, attempting to struggle out their shoes, and after a moment of maneuvering the shoes were thrown off, and their jackets discarded as well, but that just left Ohno free to pin Jun to the wall of the entrance.
“I want Jun here. Now.” Ohno pushed Jun against the wall, maneuvering him so his legs were spread, and he was eye level with Ohno, Ohno standing between his legs, rocking his hips against Jun’s, his hands on Jun’s shoulders.
“Satoshi-“ Jun started, but Ohno shook his head, a hand sliding up under Jun’s t-shirt while his lips captured Jun’s in a kiss and Jun swallowed his protest. It did not seem that now would be the time to tell Ohno that he has never bottomed, let alone experimented with a man like this, though he had thought about it, oh had he thought about it, he had just never had the time, or the opportunity. It was not like he really wanted his first time to be in the hallways to his apartment, but the way that Ohno’s mouth was moving against his, the way that his fingers were finding places on his torso that turned him on, and that he did not realize had existed to being with, in that moment there was nothing that he would deny Ohno.
“So sexy, Jun is so sexy.” Ohno muttered against Jun’s throat, nipping at the skin there before pulling up Jun’s shirt, pulling it up leaving the shirt on his arms, tucking it behind his head so he was immobilized there.
“What are you doing, Riida?” Jun asked, hesitant, wondering if he should pull his hands free from his shirt, and being tied up was really not his thing, at all, but then Ohno just looked at him, smiling before dropping a brief kiss against Jun’s lips.
“Jun’s body is a work of art.” Was his only reply, and Jun knew his fate was sealed. He could only moan as Ohno’s mouth and hands explored his body, his mouth moving across his skin, biting and sucking, and Jun could feel every place that he touched, the sensations going straight to his cock. Jun’s skin was covered in red blossoms, that would not bruise, but Ohno was moving across his skin in a random pattern, painting a picture with his mouth and teeth in Jun’s torso, making sure that, by the time he was done, Jun’s nipples were swollen with bites, and wet with saliva, puckered and dark and beautiful, Ohno thought.
Just as Jun was beautiful beneath his hands, the moans spilling forth, the pants and pleas and pleading something that he would very much like to hear again from Jun.
“So pretty. Will you sound to pretty when I fuck you?” Ohno asked as he sank to his knees, unbuttoning Jun’s pants. Or when I suck you off? Or will you sound better still?” Ohno nuzzled Jun’s erection as he slipped the pants down Jun’s legs the younger straightening up so Ohno could get his pants off, pulling his boxers down with him. Ohno just sat for a moment, between Jun’s legs, staring at him, the dark curls, the prominent veins, the wetness on the head of his cock that was evidence of his arousal.
“Jun?’ Ohno breathed as he leaned in, hovering close, but not touching him and the youngest member looked down at him, his eyes wide, glazed with passion and it took a moment for Jun to be able to speak.
“Riida?” He managed to choke out, looking down at Ohno, trembling as he stood there, exposed.
“Thank you.” He murmured before his tongue darted out, licking the head of the cock, getting to know the taste and the shape as he took Jun’s length in his mouth.
Ohno had been right, the moans that Jun let out, the comments like ‘Fuck-Riida’ and the long moaned “Satoshi’ make him harder than he could recall, the way that Jun’s hips thrust into his mouth, forcing his cock deeper and deeper, and Ohno let him. The sounds that Jun was making were a work of art, one that he had brought about, and he would savor it.
He could feel Jun tensing, the muscles in his thighs tensing, and his voice changed and long wordless moan and almost frantic thrusting of his hips as he fucked Ohno’s mouth as he came, hot spurts filling Ohno’s mouth and throat, some escaping but Ohno was quick to lick his mouth, and Jun’s cock clean, enjoying the way the younger whimpered slightly at Ohno’s mouth on his overly sensitive cock.
Ohno stood, turning Jun around, shifting him and the shirt so Jun was bend over, bracing himself on the wall, his ass sticking out towards Ohno, and Ohno pushed his hips against Jun’s ass, rubbing his cock against it. He could feel Jun tense, and shiver as Ohno shimmied out of his pants, making sure to pull the lube and condom from his pocket, and quickly slicked his cock, sliding the condom on and slicking that, before he added more lube to his fingers and set about prepping Jun.
“I am going to fuck you now, Jun.” He stated the fact, even as he slipped one finger inside, feeling the way that Jun tensed and jumped, Ohno could not help but shake his head. “Relax Jun, it is almost like you have not done this before.”
Ohno placed a hand on Jun’s back, tracing patterns there, even as his finger worked itself in and out, but Jun was not getting any more relaxed.
“I haven’t. Not with a man.” Jun choked out the pained reply just as Ohno was pushing a second finger in and Ohno paused, pulling out his fingers and shifting so he was kneeling beneath Jun, looking up at the younger man. He did not say anything for a moment, just stared up at Jun for a moment.
“Why?” He could be asking why not, he could be asking why allow this, he could be asking any number of things with the why, and even Ohno was not sure which he was asking, and Jun looked back at him, eyes dark and honest, and when he spoke, it was the only answer that he could give, Ohno thought, that would answer the question that he was not even sure he was asking.
“Because it is Riida.” Was Jun’s only answer, and Ohno leaned up, catching his lips in a kiss. “It is Riida, and I want him to.” Jun added when the kiss broke and Ohno nodded.
“So this is OK?” He asked, and Jun nodded.
“I trust you.”
After the admission Jun was a lot easier to prep, Ohno was relieved to find out, and as he fucked him, pounded into him, he was ever so tight, and even more vocal than he had been before. The sharp cried of his name as Ohno hit that spot were perfect, the way that Jun gasped as Ohno fisted his once again hard cock, stroking him in time with his trusts was too much, and Ohno came, shuddering with a cry and Jun convulsed around him, releasing onto the wall and the floor before them. Ohno sagged against Jun, wrapping his arms tightly around the other even as Jun sank to the ground, leaning heavily back against Ohno. His head was cradled on Ohno’s shoulder, and he shifted, looking up at Ohno though his bangs that were matted to his forehead, that Ohno could not help but kiss.
“So the next time, can we at least make it to the bed?” Jun asked and was pleased when Ohno chuckled in reply, nodding his head.
Sex with Jun was something that was going to happen again, and if Jun wanted to have sex again after Ohno after he had had sex with a man for the first time, in his hallway, as a bottom then Ohno would be more than willing to accommodate Jun in that.
“Whatever MatsuJun wants is fine with me.” Ohno muttered sleepily, and he allowed Jun, after a moment of struggle with his shirt, to pull him to his feet, and into the bathroom where they could both clean up, and then sleep.
And, Ohno realized, as Jun made sure that he was nice and clean, and his hair nice and conditioned, and that Riida was tucked into bed, that whatever Jun wanted from him, and with him, and from him, was fine with him indeed.
Title: Work of Art
Pairing: Juntoshi
Rating: NC17
Summary: Ohno wants Jun to take him home, and there is nothing that Jun would deny his Riida.
Jun was having a surreal day. First, Riida had invited him out to dinner and drinks after his butai, and that in and of itself was not unusual. Riida went out to dinner with all of them, all of them except Nino that is, and the running joke was enough to fuel the reporters and the minds of the fan girls, and keep people guessing about just what went on in this band of theirs. It was not even surreal in the fact that Ohno was slumped up against his in the booth, salt scattered on the table beside lime wedges, and the empty glasses of tequila. Ohno had been drinking more than usual, which was a bit off, but Jun knew, as everyone else did, that when he was out with Riida, it was Jun who got them both home safe, and Ohno would, for once, let go. So Jun was not going to complain that Ohno trusted him enough to let go and enjoy a rare night out. On Jun’s watch nothing bad would happen to Riida, you would be certain of that.
What was unusual was the way that Ohno was nuzzling his neck, and his hand was tracing patterns on Jun’s thigh. What was more usual were the words that were coming out of his mouth, hot against Jun’s skin, where kisses were interspersed with the words.
“Take me home MatsuJun.” He whispered, a hand moving to caress beside his knee. “Take me home so I can fuck you.” Up his thigh slightly, tracing the muscles there, tense, and firm. “I want MatsuJun, have wanted him.” Fingers moved along his inner thigh and Jun was glad that they were in a booth, in the back of a dive bar that Ohno knew, and no one was paying them any mind. Because holy fuck would they be in trouble if anyone got a picture of them, Ohno pushed flush against Jun, palming Jun’s cock through his jeans, his tongue tracing designs on Jun’s throat as he mumbled his words against the skin there. “Will you let me fuck you, Jun?” Ohno sucked on that spot just below Jun’s ear, the one that sent shivered down his body, and desire straight to his cock, and Jun knew he was lost, even before Ohno squeezed his cock again through his jeans, twisting his hand in a way that had Jun moaning, putty in Ohno’s hands. Who was he to deny his Riida? Certainly not Jun, he was nothing is not a good and dedicated band member, there to make sure that his band, but especially Riida, were well taken care of. It was really no secret that Jun had a huge crush on Ohno, and when Riida said I want you, and take me home, who in their right mind would refuse?
What Jun did not expect was for Ohno to pounce as soon as they got into the door, pinning him against the door even before their shoes were off and arranged in the entry. His mouth was hot and slick against Jun’s, his tongue divine and wicked, and Jun was weak in the knees from the kiss. Just the kiss, nothing more, Ohno’s hands firm;y gripping his hips, a stark change from the wandering hands of earlier. He pulled Ohno away from the door, attempting to struggle out their shoes, and after a moment of maneuvering the shoes were thrown off, and their jackets discarded as well, but that just left Ohno free to pin Jun to the wall of the entrance.
“I want Jun here. Now.” Ohno pushed Jun against the wall, maneuvering him so his legs were spread, and he was eye level with Ohno, Ohno standing between his legs, rocking his hips against Jun’s, his hands on Jun’s shoulders.
“Satoshi-“ Jun started, but Ohno shook his head, a hand sliding up under Jun’s t-shirt while his lips captured Jun’s in a kiss and Jun swallowed his protest. It did not seem that now would be the time to tell Ohno that he has never bottomed, let alone experimented with a man like this, though he had thought about it, oh had he thought about it, he had just never had the time, or the opportunity. It was not like he really wanted his first time to be in the hallways to his apartment, but the way that Ohno’s mouth was moving against his, the way that his fingers were finding places on his torso that turned him on, and that he did not realize had existed to being with, in that moment there was nothing that he would deny Ohno.
“So sexy, Jun is so sexy.” Ohno muttered against Jun’s throat, nipping at the skin there before pulling up Jun’s shirt, pulling it up leaving the shirt on his arms, tucking it behind his head so he was immobilized there.
“What are you doing, Riida?” Jun asked, hesitant, wondering if he should pull his hands free from his shirt, and being tied up was really not his thing, at all, but then Ohno just looked at him, smiling before dropping a brief kiss against Jun’s lips.
“Jun’s body is a work of art.” Was his only reply, and Jun knew his fate was sealed. He could only moan as Ohno’s mouth and hands explored his body, his mouth moving across his skin, biting and sucking, and Jun could feel every place that he touched, the sensations going straight to his cock. Jun’s skin was covered in red blossoms, that would not bruise, but Ohno was moving across his skin in a random pattern, painting a picture with his mouth and teeth in Jun’s torso, making sure that, by the time he was done, Jun’s nipples were swollen with bites, and wet with saliva, puckered and dark and beautiful, Ohno thought.
Just as Jun was beautiful beneath his hands, the moans spilling forth, the pants and pleas and pleading something that he would very much like to hear again from Jun.
“So pretty. Will you sound to pretty when I fuck you?” Ohno asked as he sank to his knees, unbuttoning Jun’s pants. Or when I suck you off? Or will you sound better still?” Ohno nuzzled Jun’s erection as he slipped the pants down Jun’s legs the younger straightening up so Ohno could get his pants off, pulling his boxers down with him. Ohno just sat for a moment, between Jun’s legs, staring at him, the dark curls, the prominent veins, the wetness on the head of his cock that was evidence of his arousal.
“Jun?’ Ohno breathed as he leaned in, hovering close, but not touching him and the youngest member looked down at him, his eyes wide, glazed with passion and it took a moment for Jun to be able to speak.
“Riida?” He managed to choke out, looking down at Ohno, trembling as he stood there, exposed.
“Thank you.” He murmured before his tongue darted out, licking the head of the cock, getting to know the taste and the shape as he took Jun’s length in his mouth.
Ohno had been right, the moans that Jun let out, the comments like ‘Fuck-Riida’ and the long moaned “Satoshi’ make him harder than he could recall, the way that Jun’s hips thrust into his mouth, forcing his cock deeper and deeper, and Ohno let him. The sounds that Jun was making were a work of art, one that he had brought about, and he would savor it.
He could feel Jun tensing, the muscles in his thighs tensing, and his voice changed and long wordless moan and almost frantic thrusting of his hips as he fucked Ohno’s mouth as he came, hot spurts filling Ohno’s mouth and throat, some escaping but Ohno was quick to lick his mouth, and Jun’s cock clean, enjoying the way the younger whimpered slightly at Ohno’s mouth on his overly sensitive cock.
Ohno stood, turning Jun around, shifting him and the shirt so Jun was bend over, bracing himself on the wall, his ass sticking out towards Ohno, and Ohno pushed his hips against Jun’s ass, rubbing his cock against it. He could feel Jun tense, and shiver as Ohno shimmied out of his pants, making sure to pull the lube and condom from his pocket, and quickly slicked his cock, sliding the condom on and slicking that, before he added more lube to his fingers and set about prepping Jun.
“I am going to fuck you now, Jun.” He stated the fact, even as he slipped one finger inside, feeling the way that Jun tensed and jumped, Ohno could not help but shake his head. “Relax Jun, it is almost like you have not done this before.”
Ohno placed a hand on Jun’s back, tracing patterns there, even as his finger worked itself in and out, but Jun was not getting any more relaxed.
“I haven’t. Not with a man.” Jun choked out the pained reply just as Ohno was pushing a second finger in and Ohno paused, pulling out his fingers and shifting so he was kneeling beneath Jun, looking up at the younger man. He did not say anything for a moment, just stared up at Jun for a moment.
“Why?” He could be asking why not, he could be asking why allow this, he could be asking any number of things with the why, and even Ohno was not sure which he was asking, and Jun looked back at him, eyes dark and honest, and when he spoke, it was the only answer that he could give, Ohno thought, that would answer the question that he was not even sure he was asking.
“Because it is Riida.” Was Jun’s only answer, and Ohno leaned up, catching his lips in a kiss. “It is Riida, and I want him to.” Jun added when the kiss broke and Ohno nodded.
“So this is OK?” He asked, and Jun nodded.
“I trust you.”
After the admission Jun was a lot easier to prep, Ohno was relieved to find out, and as he fucked him, pounded into him, he was ever so tight, and even more vocal than he had been before. The sharp cried of his name as Ohno hit that spot were perfect, the way that Jun gasped as Ohno fisted his once again hard cock, stroking him in time with his trusts was too much, and Ohno came, shuddering with a cry and Jun convulsed around him, releasing onto the wall and the floor before them. Ohno sagged against Jun, wrapping his arms tightly around the other even as Jun sank to the ground, leaning heavily back against Ohno. His head was cradled on Ohno’s shoulder, and he shifted, looking up at Ohno though his bangs that were matted to his forehead, that Ohno could not help but kiss.
“So the next time, can we at least make it to the bed?” Jun asked and was pleased when Ohno chuckled in reply, nodding his head.
Sex with Jun was something that was going to happen again, and if Jun wanted to have sex again after Ohno after he had had sex with a man for the first time, in his hallway, as a bottom then Ohno would be more than willing to accommodate Jun in that.
“Whatever MatsuJun wants is fine with me.” Ohno muttered sleepily, and he allowed Jun, after a moment of struggle with his shirt, to pull him to his feet, and into the bathroom where they could both clean up, and then sleep.
And, Ohno realized, as Jun made sure that he was nice and clean, and his hair nice and conditioned, and that Riida was tucked into bed, that whatever Jun wanted from him, and with him, and from him, was fine with him indeed.