fic: Can You Keep A Secret? (1/??)
Title: Can You Keep A Secret? (1/??)
Pairing: Nishikido Ryo and Sawajiri Erika
Genre: pr0n with a kinda-plot. not sure yet.
Rating: R, for now.
Summary: Things that happened behind the scenes during the filming of 1 rittoru no namida. It begins with Ryo doing a little research on his co-star...
Disclaimer: Owned by Johnny's and Stardust promotion. Just messing with.
Can You Keep A Secret?
Nishikido Ryo/Sawajiri Erika
When they tell him that his co-star in his next drama is one half-French, half-Japanese girl from Stardust Promotion, Ryo does a little research work on her before filming.
What he finds on the internet about Sawajiri Erika does two things to him, and one of them wins out in the end. He orders her photobook, 'Erika', discreetly from an online bookshop. It arrives three days before filming, and he tears through the packaging eagerly, like a boy at Christmas.
He stares at each full-color spread in utter disbelief-- how old was she when she shot this, and how could she not have a single blemish on her skin? His hand is down his pants before he even realizes it, stroking to a spread of her pulling up a transparent pink nightgown that left nothing to the imagination anyway.
The next three days are spent in a haze, though he would assert later on that he was looking at her eyes the entire time.
When Ryo finally meets her on the first day of shooting, she bows to him politely, hair cut short, wearing a white sweater and cargo pants that showed none of the skin he'd already seen.
"Looking forward to working with you, Nishikido-kun," she tells him in a voice that reminds him of dark chocolate liqueur-- sweet but bitter, with an undertone of something potentially intoxicating.
The first scene he'd shot with her had her pressed against his back, both arms around his waist as they rode a bike under the rain.
Ryo had been especially thankful that cold water was pouring at them from all sides, otherwise she would have felt a rising erection, no thanks to the way her breasts were pushed against his spine like that.
When the water was gone, though, he found that he was having trouble walking around, so he strode back to his trailer and pulled out the photobook. Ryo came out later looking disheveled but pleased, all in all.
Once, during a dramatic scene, she brushed against him on her way to the laboratory sink, presumably to rinse a Petri dish, completely in character.
He'd hardened automatically, and the way her eyes widened when she delivered her line had let him know that she knew, too.
He delivered his lines smoothly, thankful for the table that was covering his crotch from the camera. After the director had yelled cut, he made for the bathroom far from the set with a bag containing the photobook under his arm.
Ryo dropped the bag entirely when he turned the corner to the restrooms-- just outside the doorway of the ladies' was his co-star, who had taken her school blouse off and now stood there wearing nothing but a pink lacy bra, the Higashikou school skirt, and knee socks, trying to wash off some grass stains on the sleeve.
He hadn't known it was possible to get any harder than he already was, but apparently he was wrong.
Erika held the blouse to her chest and regarded him with a curious look, before dropping her eyes to the bag he'd dropped.
Oh, SHIT.
Sure enough, the Erika in the photobook stared up at him, mocking him when he looked down.
Ryo half-expected to be slapped, but Erika did nothing; she put her blouse on, unbuttoned, and walked away.
He entered the restroom hurriedly, locking himself inside a stall and pulling his pants and boxers down quickly.
This time, he did masturbate to the look in her eyes when she caught him staring at her, and the one that followed when she discovered he was touting her photobook around.
In his second rain scene with her, the one where she tearfully delivers a monologue while he holds an umbrella up over her head, he could't help but notice how, despite the dress doing absolutely nothing for her figure, it clung delightfully to her body, once soaked through.
She was shivering once they stopped the rain machine, and a PA was making his way to Erika with a thick blanket. Ryo makes a quick intercept and wraps the blanket around her himself.
Erika turns to him with a surprised look. "... Thank you," she murmurs automatically.
He almost lets slip that she has nothing to thank him for, but thank you, Sawajiri-san. Ryo walks away to his trailer with one intent in mind-- to touch himself, imagining the way her skin felt after being battered by cold, harsh water, writhing under him--
The door opens and he's caught with his hand down his school slacks, the PB lying open in front of him to a page where Erika is wet and looking intensely at the camera. Caught, but he doesn't know by who, squinting in the light that enters the dark space from the door.
His vision clears and the figure on his doorway, he realizes, has one very familiar blanket on her shoulders, wearing a very familiar blue dress.
"Nishikido-kun--" Erika begins in an indeterminable tone.
"... It's-- It's not what it looks like," he amends feebly, frozen to the spot, glad that he cannot see her eyes.
She closes the door, leaving him in peace-- he waits for a reaction the next day, and the day after that, but Erika continues to treat him the same as she did when they had first started filming.
He wonders if he had just dreamt that the entire thing had happened.
Pairing: Nishikido Ryo and Sawajiri Erika
Genre: pr0n with a kinda-plot. not sure yet.
Rating: R, for now.
Summary: Things that happened behind the scenes during the filming of 1 rittoru no namida. It begins with Ryo doing a little research on his co-star...
Disclaimer: Owned by Johnny's and Stardust promotion. Just messing with.
Can You Keep A Secret?
Nishikido Ryo/Sawajiri Erika
When they tell him that his co-star in his next drama is one half-French, half-Japanese girl from Stardust Promotion, Ryo does a little research work on her before filming.
What he finds on the internet about Sawajiri Erika does two things to him, and one of them wins out in the end. He orders her photobook, 'Erika', discreetly from an online bookshop. It arrives three days before filming, and he tears through the packaging eagerly, like a boy at Christmas.
He stares at each full-color spread in utter disbelief-- how old was she when she shot this, and how could she not have a single blemish on her skin? His hand is down his pants before he even realizes it, stroking to a spread of her pulling up a transparent pink nightgown that left nothing to the imagination anyway.
The next three days are spent in a haze, though he would assert later on that he was looking at her eyes the entire time.
When Ryo finally meets her on the first day of shooting, she bows to him politely, hair cut short, wearing a white sweater and cargo pants that showed none of the skin he'd already seen.
"Looking forward to working with you, Nishikido-kun," she tells him in a voice that reminds him of dark chocolate liqueur-- sweet but bitter, with an undertone of something potentially intoxicating.
The first scene he'd shot with her had her pressed against his back, both arms around his waist as they rode a bike under the rain.
Ryo had been especially thankful that cold water was pouring at them from all sides, otherwise she would have felt a rising erection, no thanks to the way her breasts were pushed against his spine like that.
When the water was gone, though, he found that he was having trouble walking around, so he strode back to his trailer and pulled out the photobook. Ryo came out later looking disheveled but pleased, all in all.
Once, during a dramatic scene, she brushed against him on her way to the laboratory sink, presumably to rinse a Petri dish, completely in character.
He'd hardened automatically, and the way her eyes widened when she delivered her line had let him know that she knew, too.
He delivered his lines smoothly, thankful for the table that was covering his crotch from the camera. After the director had yelled cut, he made for the bathroom far from the set with a bag containing the photobook under his arm.
Ryo dropped the bag entirely when he turned the corner to the restrooms-- just outside the doorway of the ladies' was his co-star, who had taken her school blouse off and now stood there wearing nothing but a pink lacy bra, the Higashikou school skirt, and knee socks, trying to wash off some grass stains on the sleeve.
He hadn't known it was possible to get any harder than he already was, but apparently he was wrong.
Erika held the blouse to her chest and regarded him with a curious look, before dropping her eyes to the bag he'd dropped.
Oh, SHIT.
Sure enough, the Erika in the photobook stared up at him, mocking him when he looked down.
Ryo half-expected to be slapped, but Erika did nothing; she put her blouse on, unbuttoned, and walked away.
He entered the restroom hurriedly, locking himself inside a stall and pulling his pants and boxers down quickly.
This time, he did masturbate to the look in her eyes when she caught him staring at her, and the one that followed when she discovered he was touting her photobook around.
In his second rain scene with her, the one where she tearfully delivers a monologue while he holds an umbrella up over her head, he could't help but notice how, despite the dress doing absolutely nothing for her figure, it clung delightfully to her body, once soaked through.
She was shivering once they stopped the rain machine, and a PA was making his way to Erika with a thick blanket. Ryo makes a quick intercept and wraps the blanket around her himself.
Erika turns to him with a surprised look. "... Thank you," she murmurs automatically.
He almost lets slip that she has nothing to thank him for, but thank you, Sawajiri-san. Ryo walks away to his trailer with one intent in mind-- to touch himself, imagining the way her skin felt after being battered by cold, harsh water, writhing under him--
The door opens and he's caught with his hand down his school slacks, the PB lying open in front of him to a page where Erika is wet and looking intensely at the camera. Caught, but he doesn't know by who, squinting in the light that enters the dark space from the door.
His vision clears and the figure on his doorway, he realizes, has one very familiar blanket on her shoulders, wearing a very familiar blue dress.
"Nishikido-kun--" Erika begins in an indeterminable tone.
"... It's-- It's not what it looks like," he amends feebly, frozen to the spot, glad that he cannot see her eyes.
She closes the door, leaving him in peace-- he waits for a reaction the next day, and the day after that, but Erika continues to treat him the same as she did when they had first started filming.
He wonders if he had just dreamt that the entire thing had happened.