"Kiss me and drive me insane." [one-shot]
Okay, so like I've been telling chunamie on the LSS forums... I've been really lazy about posting this fic on Livejournal. I had to sneak it in on LSS forums from another laptop because my computer was broken, and skipped out on doing it on LJ because it's a longer process (at least for me because I'm so incompetant with this thing). >.< But now, I have no excuse because I finally got a new computer. Hahaha... ^-^() So here it is... my apology for not updating "I don't not love you!" for so long. I promise, when I get chapter 3 up... I'll post it here first. Hope you all enjoy! >.<
Title: “Kiss me and drive me insane.”
Author: yoshi09
Rating: Strong T / Weak M.
Classification: Present.
Spoilers: None.
Warnings: "Just friends" MaoJun
Summary: Very, very short one-shot created right on LSS dedicated to the readers of my fanfic I don't not love you!
. Actually, more like an apology for it not updating in so long...
Disclaimer: I do not own Inoue Mao or Matsumoto Jun- they are owned by one another. I also do not own their affiliates.
- - - - - -
Mao was livid. Who did he think he was? Who made him so cocky?
Mao laced her shoes in that quick, jerky fashion which could only be done when angry.
How could one person who contained so much talent in singing, dancing, acting, modeling, gaming and hosting in his body have space left over to be so infuriating?
Mao stood back up and glanced at the mirror on the far wall- it reflected every crease of displeasure on her pretty face. Jun was getting much too sure of himself. He thought he won this round... but Mao had something up her sleeve that would ensure her the number one status in their little game. It would, for sure, leave an impression and wipe the smirk off his face. It was a perfect plan that would embarrass him fully but still keep his reputation intact. Jun thought he cornered her into a position where she would not have a chance at winning, but Mao was tired of losing every round, and he had struck a low blow. She brushed a stray bang out of her face- her hair was still in mild disarray from not bothering to brush it earlier that morning. She'll worry about that little problem later. Now, she had bigger fish to catch.
If no one else could teach him a lesson, Inoue Mao could.
She grabbed her purse and strode out the door.
- - - - -
Matsumoto Jun lounged on the couch of the dressing room with ease. He was eating a dried plum with gusto, which signaled to his Arashi band mates he was in an unnaturally fantastic mood this morning. Usually Jun would be completely focused on going over a few skits in his head as they were about to start shooting another episode of Arashi no Shukudai-kun in fifteen minutes, but today he had a smile on that made him look like a five-year-old. Most of his band mates were afraid to ask.
Aiba wasn't.
Ignoring the warnings of Ohno, Sho, and Nino, Aiba walked leisurely to Jun and sat beside him.
"So..." began Aiba.
"Hm?" Jun said, through a smile.
"You're pretty happy."
Jun grinned even more, "I don't know what you're talking about."
Aiba nudged him cheekily, "Oi, you can't hide anything from us."
Nino made a movement that looked suspiciously like he was about to strangle Aiba for getting them involved, but Sho stopped him.
"Well," Jun finished the last of his plum and wiped his fingers in a napkin, "I just won another game against Shun and Mao yesterday."
"Nani?" Sho said, unable to contain himself. "You met with Mao-chan again?" Sho was convinced Jun and Mao had some type of hidden relationship, even though Jun denied it multiple times.
"And Shun." Ohno reminded him, "The three of you played the Dare game again, right? One day they'll get you back Jun." He warned.
"Not a chance," Jun replied confidently, "Half a year of playing Dare, and I'm still the undefeated champion. Shun almost got me though."
"I still don't know how Dare works." Nino crossed his arms.
"Eh..." Sho said, looking surprised, "Jun explained it to us so many times. The players of the game sit around and play Jan-ken-pon, the one that loses gets a dare from the winner, and if they are unable to do the dare, they're out."
"Doesn't sound too difficult."
"But it's Shun and Jun. I feel sorry for little Mao-chan."
Jun started to laugh, "No, Mao-chan is the most creative one. She dared Shun to send an autographed pair of underwear to one of his fans."
"NANI?" Ohno and Aiba balked together, amazed.
"Did he do it?"
"Of course not! How embarrassing." Jun said, still chuckling. "But I think Mao-chan hates me for sure. I got her out on a dare that she would never do."
"What was the dare?"
There was a loud, hasty knock and the door burst open, gaining the attention of all four members.
Mao stood furiously in the doorframe, much to the amusement of Arashi. She looked around and murmured a rushed and forced, "Ohayo," to the other members before glaring spitefully at Jun. She didn't look threatening at all when she was mad; in fact, she looked fairly cute.
"Came back for a rematch?" Jun asked through a small smile. But that was all he was able to say because before he knew it Mao dropped her purse and strode over to him- Ohno, Sho, Nino, and Aiba too engrossed in the drama unfolding before them to stop her.
Jun's smirk slowly slid off his face as Mao crawled onto the couch and straddled him.
"N...Nani-"
"Urusai." she said, completely out of character for her to do. Mao grabbed the hair at the nape of Jun's neck to tilt his head upwards while her other hand pressed him gruffly against the couch in his seated position.
I. Win.
She swooped in and kissed him, their lips meeting in a clash of teeth and lips. Jun gasped in surprise, and Mao took advantage of this by deepening their kiss, her tongue exploring the deeper recesses of his mouth where she was unable to before. She tightened her grip on his hair, tilting and angling his head to better accommodate her position straddling him. Jun couldn't think. He was too shocked. She was being overly rough with him and it was nothing he had ever experienced from her before. Mao worked his mouth with her jaw, and ran her hands through his hair and down to his jaw line to graze her fingertips in a trail of fire in that perfect pleasure just bordering pain along the length of his neck. The movement drove Jun's sanity over the edge, and he responded to the pooling sensation of passion Mao was inciting in him by returning every nip, suck, and lick she did to him. Her hands absent-mindedly brushed that sensitive spot just under Jun’s ear and she swallowed his groan of appreciation from the pleasure that shot through him at Mao’s touch. He slid his arms across her thighs and around her hips to play with the hem of her shirt, and she let out a small whimper of admission before his hand expertly slipped under her shirt to the soft warmth of her skin. Mao smirked and before he could unclasp her bra strap she pulled away, leaving Jun breathless.
"Wow." murmured Aiba next to them, suddenly breaking the tension. Jun had forgotten they had an audience, and instantly felt embarrassed.
"I KNEW they were together," whispered a thrilled Sho to a shocked Nino. Ohno was speechless.
Mao got off of Jun, much to his confused disappointment, and rearranged her clothes that somehow had gotten mussed through the whole ordeal. She bowed and said apologies to each of them, except Jun, before walking towards the door for her purse.
Jun used anger to cover his embarrassment, "Oi!" he called after her, "What was that all about?"
Mao shrugged, basking in her triumph, and said over her shoulder as she left the room, "You dared me to."
~yoshi09
Author’s Note: I LOVED writing this one-shot. Hahaha… as you guys probably could tell. Oh… and I simply adore the idea of Sho being a MaoJun fan. He’s a Hana Yori Dango fan in real life, and even asked Jun for the HYD Premium DVD from MatsuJun for Christmas. Hope this story was a good enough apology. Happy holidays everyone! ^_^
Title: “Kiss me and drive me insane.”
Author: yoshi09
Rating: Strong T / Weak M.
Classification: Present.
Spoilers: None.
Warnings: "Just friends" MaoJun
Summary: Very, very short one-shot created right on LSS dedicated to the readers of my fanfic I don't not love you!
. Actually, more like an apology for it not updating in so long...
Disclaimer: I do not own Inoue Mao or Matsumoto Jun- they are owned by one another. I also do not own their affiliates.
- - - - - -
Mao was livid. Who did he think he was? Who made him so cocky?
Mao laced her shoes in that quick, jerky fashion which could only be done when angry.
How could one person who contained so much talent in singing, dancing, acting, modeling, gaming and hosting in his body have space left over to be so infuriating?
Mao stood back up and glanced at the mirror on the far wall- it reflected every crease of displeasure on her pretty face. Jun was getting much too sure of himself. He thought he won this round... but Mao had something up her sleeve that would ensure her the number one status in their little game. It would, for sure, leave an impression and wipe the smirk off his face. It was a perfect plan that would embarrass him fully but still keep his reputation intact. Jun thought he cornered her into a position where she would not have a chance at winning, but Mao was tired of losing every round, and he had struck a low blow. She brushed a stray bang out of her face- her hair was still in mild disarray from not bothering to brush it earlier that morning. She'll worry about that little problem later. Now, she had bigger fish to catch.
If no one else could teach him a lesson, Inoue Mao could.
She grabbed her purse and strode out the door.
- - - - -
Matsumoto Jun lounged on the couch of the dressing room with ease. He was eating a dried plum with gusto, which signaled to his Arashi band mates he was in an unnaturally fantastic mood this morning. Usually Jun would be completely focused on going over a few skits in his head as they were about to start shooting another episode of Arashi no Shukudai-kun in fifteen minutes, but today he had a smile on that made him look like a five-year-old. Most of his band mates were afraid to ask.
Aiba wasn't.
Ignoring the warnings of Ohno, Sho, and Nino, Aiba walked leisurely to Jun and sat beside him.
"So..." began Aiba.
"Hm?" Jun said, through a smile.
"You're pretty happy."
Jun grinned even more, "I don't know what you're talking about."
Aiba nudged him cheekily, "Oi, you can't hide anything from us."
Nino made a movement that looked suspiciously like he was about to strangle Aiba for getting them involved, but Sho stopped him.
"Well," Jun finished the last of his plum and wiped his fingers in a napkin, "I just won another game against Shun and Mao yesterday."
"Nani?" Sho said, unable to contain himself. "You met with Mao-chan again?" Sho was convinced Jun and Mao had some type of hidden relationship, even though Jun denied it multiple times.
"And Shun." Ohno reminded him, "The three of you played the Dare game again, right? One day they'll get you back Jun." He warned.
"Not a chance," Jun replied confidently, "Half a year of playing Dare, and I'm still the undefeated champion. Shun almost got me though."
"I still don't know how Dare works." Nino crossed his arms.
"Eh..." Sho said, looking surprised, "Jun explained it to us so many times. The players of the game sit around and play Jan-ken-pon, the one that loses gets a dare from the winner, and if they are unable to do the dare, they're out."
"Doesn't sound too difficult."
"But it's Shun and Jun. I feel sorry for little Mao-chan."
Jun started to laugh, "No, Mao-chan is the most creative one. She dared Shun to send an autographed pair of underwear to one of his fans."
"NANI?" Ohno and Aiba balked together, amazed.
"Did he do it?"
"Of course not! How embarrassing." Jun said, still chuckling. "But I think Mao-chan hates me for sure. I got her out on a dare that she would never do."
"What was the dare?"
There was a loud, hasty knock and the door burst open, gaining the attention of all four members.
Mao stood furiously in the doorframe, much to the amusement of Arashi. She looked around and murmured a rushed and forced, "Ohayo," to the other members before glaring spitefully at Jun. She didn't look threatening at all when she was mad; in fact, she looked fairly cute.
"Came back for a rematch?" Jun asked through a small smile. But that was all he was able to say because before he knew it Mao dropped her purse and strode over to him- Ohno, Sho, Nino, and Aiba too engrossed in the drama unfolding before them to stop her.
Jun's smirk slowly slid off his face as Mao crawled onto the couch and straddled him.
"N...Nani-"
"Urusai." she said, completely out of character for her to do. Mao grabbed the hair at the nape of Jun's neck to tilt his head upwards while her other hand pressed him gruffly against the couch in his seated position.
I. Win.
She swooped in and kissed him, their lips meeting in a clash of teeth and lips. Jun gasped in surprise, and Mao took advantage of this by deepening their kiss, her tongue exploring the deeper recesses of his mouth where she was unable to before. She tightened her grip on his hair, tilting and angling his head to better accommodate her position straddling him. Jun couldn't think. He was too shocked. She was being overly rough with him and it was nothing he had ever experienced from her before. Mao worked his mouth with her jaw, and ran her hands through his hair and down to his jaw line to graze her fingertips in a trail of fire in that perfect pleasure just bordering pain along the length of his neck. The movement drove Jun's sanity over the edge, and he responded to the pooling sensation of passion Mao was inciting in him by returning every nip, suck, and lick she did to him. Her hands absent-mindedly brushed that sensitive spot just under Jun’s ear and she swallowed his groan of appreciation from the pleasure that shot through him at Mao’s touch. He slid his arms across her thighs and around her hips to play with the hem of her shirt, and she let out a small whimper of admission before his hand expertly slipped under her shirt to the soft warmth of her skin. Mao smirked and before he could unclasp her bra strap she pulled away, leaving Jun breathless.
"Wow." murmured Aiba next to them, suddenly breaking the tension. Jun had forgotten they had an audience, and instantly felt embarrassed.
"I KNEW they were together," whispered a thrilled Sho to a shocked Nino. Ohno was speechless.
Mao got off of Jun, much to his confused disappointment, and rearranged her clothes that somehow had gotten mussed through the whole ordeal. She bowed and said apologies to each of them, except Jun, before walking towards the door for her purse.
Jun used anger to cover his embarrassment, "Oi!" he called after her, "What was that all about?"
Mao shrugged, basking in her triumph, and said over her shoulder as she left the room, "You dared me to."
~yoshi09
Author’s Note: I LOVED writing this one-shot. Hahaha… as you guys probably could tell. Oh… and I simply adore the idea of Sho being a MaoJun fan. He’s a Hana Yori Dango fan in real life, and even asked Jun for the HYD Premium DVD from MatsuJun for Christmas. Hope this story was a good enough apology. Happy holidays everyone! ^_^