ride the wave
Title: ride the wave
Characters/Pairing: Koyama/Shige/Yamapi
Rating: NC-17
Words: 2,100
Warnings: PWP, not AU, threesome
Summary: Pi's not ashamed to drink a fruity cocktail or three. And Sex On the Beach sounds really good right about now.
Notes: Happy birthday to meeeeeeeeeee. I actually wanted fluffy KoyaPi but this is what happened. :( It's like one of those worst-case scenario exchange things. "To self: I know you said all you wanted was fluffy KoyaPi, but I was inspired to write this KoyaShigePi threesome porn thing. I hope it's okay!" "You shouldn't have…" "Oh, sure. It was no problem." "No, really. You shouldn't have." But I guess I only have myself to blame... XD Sort-of sequel to Don't drink the water… and Surprise!.
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There get to be some crazy rumors going around the halls of J & A. Most of them are complete garbage, of course, but there's one that Pi thinks is probably true. He doesn't know what to think about it, because Koyama's just invited him to Guam for a long weekend with him and Shige. Ryo was pretty tight-lipped about his vacation with the pair, but he was definitely relaxed after he returned and he may have let a few things slip when he was more than a little inebriated.
Still. A vacation is a vacation, and Shige's a notoriously good trip planner, and Pi thinks he's rather in need of a long weekend. And some fruity cocktails on the beach, fuck his reputation.
They arrive in the early morning, and the first thing Pi does when he sets his bag down on his bed, is strip down and throw on a pair of board shorts, before legging it the short distance outside the hotel to the beachfront and ordering himself something electric blue with a lime peel and a bright pink umbrella in. He has no idea what it's called but it tastes delicious.
"It's a little early for that, don't you think?" Koyama asks lightly, laughter in his voice.
"Nope," Pi declares. "It's happy hour somewhere."
Koyama slaps him on the back and grins, then jogs toward the water. Pi wonders if his imagination is getting away with him when he thinks maybe the hand on his back had caressed him a bit before being removed. Swallowing the rest of his drink in one go, he follows.
They spend the whole day surfing and sunning and sleeping on the beach, Shige staying mostly under his gigantic rainbow-colored umbrella (that caused tipsy Pi to go into a giggle loop) and reading. And absolutely no sexual tension whatsoever. He doesn't know whether to be relieved or offended. He settles for a little of both. But other than that it's incredibly peaceful and at the end of the day Pi finds himself completely drained in that way the sun has of sucking out all your energy, despite taking cat naps all day. He falls asleep on his face.
When he finally wakes up, Shige's already been out surf fishing for hours and Pi joins Koyama in watching him from underneath that ridiculous umbrella.
"Has he caught anything yet?" he finally asks.
"Not a thing," Koyama says with a chuckle. "But he does love trying. I think it's more about the feeling than actually catching anything, but you never know with Shige. I'm pretty sure he equally loves having something to complain about or something to gloat about."
Pi snorts his agreement. Koyama still hasn't taken his eyes off Shige, and Pi watches him watch. He's often wondered if there really was anything going on between the best friends. On the one hand, Koyama loves girls. On the other hand, Koyama really loves Shige. On the other, other hand, Pi is almost completely positive that Shige is gay. Not that Pi cares either way; he's been in this business long enough that he knows that one ought to take love where one can find it, and he doesn't mean it euphemistically. He might actually be a little jealous. Jin is Pi's brother from another mother, and they love each other. But they've got nothing on KoyaShige in terms of physical affection and obvious adoration for one another. Sometimes… sometimes Pi's a little lonely.
Koyama's absently rubbing his thumb slowly across his own hand, and he wonders if Koyama's hands are itching to touch Shige. This, of course, leads him to think of Koyama actually touching Shige, rubbing his hands across Shige's baby-soft, pale skin. It feels a little uncomfortable, daydreaming about him when he's right there, but Koyama said himself that there are no rules for daydreams, and, damnit, he's on vacation. He can do what he wants.
They'd look good together, he knows that. Shige's light fingers running along Koyama's golden skin, and Pi snuggles back into his chair and lets his eyes narrow to slits as his gaze runs down Koyama's naked chest. Curious, he puts his arm up on the armrest, mere centimeters from Koyama's. His own skin is only barely lighter. And then he's thinking of them blending together on top of white hotel sheets, Shige watching and touching himself.
He's snapped out of that fantasy by Koyama turning to look him straight in the eye, like he knows exactly what he's thinking, which is impossible, of course. The little smirk he's wearing says otherwise, but then, he decides, when he flicks his own eyes down to his swim trunks, maybe Koyama didn't have to read his mind to know what was on it. He flushes a little bit, enough that he can feel it, even in this heat, but mostly he doesn't care, the sun making him lazy. But the look in Koyama's eyes can easily be interpreted as "interested" and that just makes him smile.
Okay, he thinks. So maybe he wanted this to happen. It's not perfect; he can feel the sand in the bed grating against his skin as Koyama presses him down against the sheets and grinds down on him. They smell like sunscreen and sweat and Koyama tastes like orange juice which is mixing weirdly with Pi's mint toothpaste, but it's hard to really care with Koyama's hands all over him, their warm skin pressing together everywhere, and he can't even remember the last time anyone touched him with so much obvious affection. It's there in the way Koyama takes the time to find Pi's erogenous zones, in the way he kisses him with everything he's got, slow and lazy and powerful, like they have all the time in the world.
He honestly doesn't think about Shige at all until he sees him standing over them, eyes dark but not with anger.
"Kei," the youngest whines, and Koyama's head snaps up with a sheepish look, though it's ruined by his swollen lips and ragged panting. "You could have at least tried to invite me."
Koyama and Pi share a look, and Koyama winks at him. "Sorry," he says, voice low and he bites his lip as he sits up, straddling Pi, and twists enough to pull Shige forward by his waistband and wrap long arms around his best friend's neck, pulling him in for a kiss that could not, in any way, be described as apologetic.
He had been right. They look amazing together, dark and light, hard and soft, opposites in practically every way but they fit so well together. They only break apart when Pi can't help but grind up against Koyama, narrow eyes meeting his own and that damn smirk is back. He likes it.
The bed dips as Shige's weight joins theirs. In Pi's fantasy, Shige had been bashful, hesitant. The reality is that Shige looks at Pi like he knows exactly what he wants to do to him, and could probably diagram it for him. This is better, he thinks, much better, as Shige's lips find his and aren't unsure at all. Their tongues slide together while Koyama rolls his hips in little circles, rubbing Pi's cock with his with every rotation, and Shige licks up his groan with satisfaction - Pi can feel him smiling against his mouth.
"What do you want?" Shige whispers, and it sounds so dark and full of desire that Pi shivers and bucks up against Koyama.
"I want to fuck him while you watch," he replies, and is a little shocked at himself. He hadn't meant to admit that, is surprised he did it without stuttering or something.
Shige and Koyama both laugh, delighted, and Shige slides off the bed and onto his feet, padding silently over to the table to pull a chair up next to the bed, but not close enough that he could touch it. Leaning over the bed, he slides his fingers through Koyama's hair and pulls him close to kiss him, the barest touch of their lips before he's sliding his pants to the ground and kicking them off before dropping heavily into the chair.
Koyama preps himself right where he is, angling back and a little to the side so both men can watch as he fingers himself shamelessly, little moans dropping from his mouth as he finds the right spot that makes him forget all the discomfort. Pi is mostly just in a state of shock for a few seconds because, wait, this is actually happening. It's like a really, really good porno. Only better, because it's real. He reaches out to run his hand over Koyama's thigh just to make sure. Then Koyama is rolling a condom on him and lowering himself down and Pi doesn't really think about anything except oh my fuck this is amazing.
He lets Koyama ride him for a bit, reveling in the feel of Koyama's smooth skin under his fingers, and in watching his cock disappear inside him over and over again. It'd be surreal if it didn't feel so fucking good. Koyama takes it slow at first, one hand resting against Pi's chest and Pi struggles not to just grab him and pound into him. But then he looks over at Shige who is lazily moving a hand over his erection and leering at him, a challenge in his eyes. Fine, then.
In one smooth movement, he slides his knees up and braces his feet against the bed and wraps his fingers around Koyama's bony hips, slamming up into Koyama with enough force that Koyama wails and surrenders all control. Just like that, Pi is flipping them over and hooking Koyama's long legs over his shoulders, tightening his grip and snapping into Koyama at a frantic pace. He can feel Shige's eyes burning into them, turns his head just enough that he can see him in his periphery, the way his hand is speeding up, legs spreading wider as he sinks back into the chair.
A sharp cry brings him back to Koyama; the man's back is seemingly stuck in an arch, and he can't stop moaning. There's Pi's name and Shige's and a string of nonsense words in there. Pi knows Koyama's getting close, can feel it in the tightening of his muscles, and the way his balls are tucked up tight. He tears his eyes away to look at Shige; his chest and face are a rosy pink, and his mouth is wide open, panting raggedly as his hand flies over his cock. They lock eyes and Shige comes with a groan, pearlescent liquid spattering across his belly and Pi chokes on a moan, wrapping one hand around Koyama's dick and tugging at it harshly as he orgasms, Koyama following right after, his semen slicking over Pi's hand and his own stomach messily, the erratic contractions almost too much stimulation for Pi as he struggles to the end.
Koyama winces a bit as Pi pulls out and flops to the side, and the room is silent but for the sound of them trying to catch their breath. Shige's the first to move, and Pi's pretty grateful for the warm, wet cloth Shige cleans him gently with before taking care of Koyama too. Now he really feels warm and lazy. And a little irritated at the sand just under his left shoulder blade, but that can wait.
"So… I thought you guys normally did the seducing," he blurts, just on the edge of sleep. It was meant to be a comment to himself… you know, not out loud, but it just sort of slipped out. "Er… I mean. That's what the rumor is."
The two men laugh again.
"Don't know what you're talking about," Shige mumbles into Koyama's shoulder, and Pi turns to rest his cheek against Koyama's other shoulder. A Koyama sandwich, he thinks with a giggle, and his stomach growls.
"Tired of waiting?" Koyama asks sleepily, amusement in his voice, and Pi doesn't know whether he meant of waiting for them to seduce him or waiting for lunch, but the answer is the same for both anyway.
"Yeah," he grunts, but no one moves.
"Shige," Koyama whines pitifully. "You're closest to the phone. Order us room service."
"You're going to make me pay for it, too, aren't you?" he bitches, but Pi watches him roll toward the nightstand anyway.
"Don't worry," Pi tells him, smiling into Koyama's skin. "I'll pay you back double." And he winks at Koyama who just laughs so hard Shige glares at them both.
Characters/Pairing: Koyama/Shige/Yamapi
Rating: NC-17
Words: 2,100
Warnings: PWP, not AU, threesome
Summary: Pi's not ashamed to drink a fruity cocktail or three. And Sex On the Beach sounds really good right about now.
Notes: Happy birthday to meeeeeeeeeee. I actually wanted fluffy KoyaPi but this is what happened. :( It's like one of those worst-case scenario exchange things. "To self: I know you said all you wanted was fluffy KoyaPi, but I was inspired to write this KoyaShigePi threesome porn thing. I hope it's okay!" "You shouldn't have…" "Oh, sure. It was no problem." "No, really. You shouldn't have." But I guess I only have myself to blame... XD Sort-of sequel to Don't drink the water… and Surprise!.
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There get to be some crazy rumors going around the halls of J & A. Most of them are complete garbage, of course, but there's one that Pi thinks is probably true. He doesn't know what to think about it, because Koyama's just invited him to Guam for a long weekend with him and Shige. Ryo was pretty tight-lipped about his vacation with the pair, but he was definitely relaxed after he returned and he may have let a few things slip when he was more than a little inebriated.
Still. A vacation is a vacation, and Shige's a notoriously good trip planner, and Pi thinks he's rather in need of a long weekend. And some fruity cocktails on the beach, fuck his reputation.
They arrive in the early morning, and the first thing Pi does when he sets his bag down on his bed, is strip down and throw on a pair of board shorts, before legging it the short distance outside the hotel to the beachfront and ordering himself something electric blue with a lime peel and a bright pink umbrella in. He has no idea what it's called but it tastes delicious.
"It's a little early for that, don't you think?" Koyama asks lightly, laughter in his voice.
"Nope," Pi declares. "It's happy hour somewhere."
Koyama slaps him on the back and grins, then jogs toward the water. Pi wonders if his imagination is getting away with him when he thinks maybe the hand on his back had caressed him a bit before being removed. Swallowing the rest of his drink in one go, he follows.
They spend the whole day surfing and sunning and sleeping on the beach, Shige staying mostly under his gigantic rainbow-colored umbrella (that caused tipsy Pi to go into a giggle loop) and reading. And absolutely no sexual tension whatsoever. He doesn't know whether to be relieved or offended. He settles for a little of both. But other than that it's incredibly peaceful and at the end of the day Pi finds himself completely drained in that way the sun has of sucking out all your energy, despite taking cat naps all day. He falls asleep on his face.
When he finally wakes up, Shige's already been out surf fishing for hours and Pi joins Koyama in watching him from underneath that ridiculous umbrella.
"Has he caught anything yet?" he finally asks.
"Not a thing," Koyama says with a chuckle. "But he does love trying. I think it's more about the feeling than actually catching anything, but you never know with Shige. I'm pretty sure he equally loves having something to complain about or something to gloat about."
Pi snorts his agreement. Koyama still hasn't taken his eyes off Shige, and Pi watches him watch. He's often wondered if there really was anything going on between the best friends. On the one hand, Koyama loves girls. On the other hand, Koyama really loves Shige. On the other, other hand, Pi is almost completely positive that Shige is gay. Not that Pi cares either way; he's been in this business long enough that he knows that one ought to take love where one can find it, and he doesn't mean it euphemistically. He might actually be a little jealous. Jin is Pi's brother from another mother, and they love each other. But they've got nothing on KoyaShige in terms of physical affection and obvious adoration for one another. Sometimes… sometimes Pi's a little lonely.
Koyama's absently rubbing his thumb slowly across his own hand, and he wonders if Koyama's hands are itching to touch Shige. This, of course, leads him to think of Koyama actually touching Shige, rubbing his hands across Shige's baby-soft, pale skin. It feels a little uncomfortable, daydreaming about him when he's right there, but Koyama said himself that there are no rules for daydreams, and, damnit, he's on vacation. He can do what he wants.
They'd look good together, he knows that. Shige's light fingers running along Koyama's golden skin, and Pi snuggles back into his chair and lets his eyes narrow to slits as his gaze runs down Koyama's naked chest. Curious, he puts his arm up on the armrest, mere centimeters from Koyama's. His own skin is only barely lighter. And then he's thinking of them blending together on top of white hotel sheets, Shige watching and touching himself.
He's snapped out of that fantasy by Koyama turning to look him straight in the eye, like he knows exactly what he's thinking, which is impossible, of course. The little smirk he's wearing says otherwise, but then, he decides, when he flicks his own eyes down to his swim trunks, maybe Koyama didn't have to read his mind to know what was on it. He flushes a little bit, enough that he can feel it, even in this heat, but mostly he doesn't care, the sun making him lazy. But the look in Koyama's eyes can easily be interpreted as "interested" and that just makes him smile.
Okay, he thinks. So maybe he wanted this to happen. It's not perfect; he can feel the sand in the bed grating against his skin as Koyama presses him down against the sheets and grinds down on him. They smell like sunscreen and sweat and Koyama tastes like orange juice which is mixing weirdly with Pi's mint toothpaste, but it's hard to really care with Koyama's hands all over him, their warm skin pressing together everywhere, and he can't even remember the last time anyone touched him with so much obvious affection. It's there in the way Koyama takes the time to find Pi's erogenous zones, in the way he kisses him with everything he's got, slow and lazy and powerful, like they have all the time in the world.
He honestly doesn't think about Shige at all until he sees him standing over them, eyes dark but not with anger.
"Kei," the youngest whines, and Koyama's head snaps up with a sheepish look, though it's ruined by his swollen lips and ragged panting. "You could have at least tried to invite me."
Koyama and Pi share a look, and Koyama winks at him. "Sorry," he says, voice low and he bites his lip as he sits up, straddling Pi, and twists enough to pull Shige forward by his waistband and wrap long arms around his best friend's neck, pulling him in for a kiss that could not, in any way, be described as apologetic.
He had been right. They look amazing together, dark and light, hard and soft, opposites in practically every way but they fit so well together. They only break apart when Pi can't help but grind up against Koyama, narrow eyes meeting his own and that damn smirk is back. He likes it.
The bed dips as Shige's weight joins theirs. In Pi's fantasy, Shige had been bashful, hesitant. The reality is that Shige looks at Pi like he knows exactly what he wants to do to him, and could probably diagram it for him. This is better, he thinks, much better, as Shige's lips find his and aren't unsure at all. Their tongues slide together while Koyama rolls his hips in little circles, rubbing Pi's cock with his with every rotation, and Shige licks up his groan with satisfaction - Pi can feel him smiling against his mouth.
"What do you want?" Shige whispers, and it sounds so dark and full of desire that Pi shivers and bucks up against Koyama.
"I want to fuck him while you watch," he replies, and is a little shocked at himself. He hadn't meant to admit that, is surprised he did it without stuttering or something.
Shige and Koyama both laugh, delighted, and Shige slides off the bed and onto his feet, padding silently over to the table to pull a chair up next to the bed, but not close enough that he could touch it. Leaning over the bed, he slides his fingers through Koyama's hair and pulls him close to kiss him, the barest touch of their lips before he's sliding his pants to the ground and kicking them off before dropping heavily into the chair.
Koyama preps himself right where he is, angling back and a little to the side so both men can watch as he fingers himself shamelessly, little moans dropping from his mouth as he finds the right spot that makes him forget all the discomfort. Pi is mostly just in a state of shock for a few seconds because, wait, this is actually happening. It's like a really, really good porno. Only better, because it's real. He reaches out to run his hand over Koyama's thigh just to make sure. Then Koyama is rolling a condom on him and lowering himself down and Pi doesn't really think about anything except oh my fuck this is amazing.
He lets Koyama ride him for a bit, reveling in the feel of Koyama's smooth skin under his fingers, and in watching his cock disappear inside him over and over again. It'd be surreal if it didn't feel so fucking good. Koyama takes it slow at first, one hand resting against Pi's chest and Pi struggles not to just grab him and pound into him. But then he looks over at Shige who is lazily moving a hand over his erection and leering at him, a challenge in his eyes. Fine, then.
In one smooth movement, he slides his knees up and braces his feet against the bed and wraps his fingers around Koyama's bony hips, slamming up into Koyama with enough force that Koyama wails and surrenders all control. Just like that, Pi is flipping them over and hooking Koyama's long legs over his shoulders, tightening his grip and snapping into Koyama at a frantic pace. He can feel Shige's eyes burning into them, turns his head just enough that he can see him in his periphery, the way his hand is speeding up, legs spreading wider as he sinks back into the chair.
A sharp cry brings him back to Koyama; the man's back is seemingly stuck in an arch, and he can't stop moaning. There's Pi's name and Shige's and a string of nonsense words in there. Pi knows Koyama's getting close, can feel it in the tightening of his muscles, and the way his balls are tucked up tight. He tears his eyes away to look at Shige; his chest and face are a rosy pink, and his mouth is wide open, panting raggedly as his hand flies over his cock. They lock eyes and Shige comes with a groan, pearlescent liquid spattering across his belly and Pi chokes on a moan, wrapping one hand around Koyama's dick and tugging at it harshly as he orgasms, Koyama following right after, his semen slicking over Pi's hand and his own stomach messily, the erratic contractions almost too much stimulation for Pi as he struggles to the end.
Koyama winces a bit as Pi pulls out and flops to the side, and the room is silent but for the sound of them trying to catch their breath. Shige's the first to move, and Pi's pretty grateful for the warm, wet cloth Shige cleans him gently with before taking care of Koyama too. Now he really feels warm and lazy. And a little irritated at the sand just under his left shoulder blade, but that can wait.
"So… I thought you guys normally did the seducing," he blurts, just on the edge of sleep. It was meant to be a comment to himself… you know, not out loud, but it just sort of slipped out. "Er… I mean. That's what the rumor is."
The two men laugh again.
"Don't know what you're talking about," Shige mumbles into Koyama's shoulder, and Pi turns to rest his cheek against Koyama's other shoulder. A Koyama sandwich, he thinks with a giggle, and his stomach growls.
"Tired of waiting?" Koyama asks sleepily, amusement in his voice, and Pi doesn't know whether he meant of waiting for them to seduce him or waiting for lunch, but the answer is the same for both anyway.
"Yeah," he grunts, but no one moves.
"Shige," Koyama whines pitifully. "You're closest to the phone. Order us room service."
"You're going to make me pay for it, too, aren't you?" he bitches, but Pi watches him roll toward the nightstand anyway.
"Don't worry," Pi tells him, smiling into Koyama's skin. "I'll pay you back double." And he winks at Koyama who just laughs so hard Shige glares at them both.