[repost] How to Stop Yoko from Working (OT3)
How to Stop Yoko from Working
Correction status: 95%
Author(s) : yue_akuma
Pairing : Hina/Maru/Yoko
Rating : NC-17
Genre : Humour / romance(?) / smut.
Warnings : m/m relationships, light bondage, smut, the usual porny stuff.
Disclaimer : Last time I checked they weren't in my house.
Summary : n/a.
Notes : This was written for the last Threesome/Orgy Meme, which took place in April if I remember well. Someone asked for some OT3 smut with Yoko as the bottom and a bit of kink in between. I always wanted to write OT3 smut, so yeah. I wrote it.
It's the clock ticking in the background that wakes him up at first. And then the light. And then someone snoring. Someone snoring annoyingly close to him.
Growling and rubbing at his head, Yoko dares to crack an eye open. Then another one. Okay, maybe it's not this bad. Lying on some clothes on the floor, naked, he sighs and launches his hand on his side to make the snoring stop. Maru whines at the slap and turns to cuddle more into him. On Yoko's other side, Hina starts humming, eyes stuck on the ceiling. Yoko realizes it's Hina's arm that he's using for a pillow and thinks he will never get out of this without his pride being left out in the closet.
- Seriously, the older one mumbles, can someone explain to me why we're still here already?
Maru giggles and whispers that Yoko perfectly knows. Hina chuckles.
- Shut up, it's not even midnight; we'll talk about that later.
Yoko thinks that it's probably not true - the midnight thing at least - but closes his eyes anyway, feeling the warmth of both men next to him.
When he starts remembering, he falls back asleep.
*****
It was rather late this evening, and the three of them were the only people left in the dressing room, and maybe even in the whole floor of the building. Ryo was in Tokyo for some NEWS business, Ohkura had to go home early because he had things to film early the next day, and Yasu had dragged Subaru out for ramen. Yoko, sitting on the couch, was reading notes about his solocon starting soon, and Maru and Hina were wandering aimlessly, waiting for him to be finished, because they had decided earlier that they would go and eat Italian together. Yoko tried to hurry a bit as he was really tired, but the sheets in front of him seemed to have no end.
And then, somewhere in the room - he didn't really care where, he just knew it was on his right - Hina sighed.
- How about you call it a day already?
From somewhere else - on the left maybe - Maru made a little sound that seemed to be an agreement to what the older one said. Yoko just sighed.
- Not yet. I'm almost done anyway.
- You said that an hour ago, Ryuhei whined, letting himself fall on the couch.
- Stop bothering me, and I'll be done faster.
The orange ranger, with another whine of pure despair, made puppy eyes at Hina, in an attempt to get some help. Hina shrugged, and decided to sit at Yoko's other side.
- You worked too much today, Yokocho. Your eyes are red and you look exhausted.
- This needs to be done for-
- Your con, we know, Maru sighed, putting his head on Yoko's shoulder. But you know, you still have a few days ahead of you. You can stop for a few minutes, it won't kill you.
- It will kill the quality of my-
Slapping him out of nowhere, Hina chuckled.
- Baka. If you don't want to relax by yourself, you will make mistakes.
Yoko raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.
- And anyway, Maru added, running a hand on the eldest's arm, we're going to be late for dinner. I'm hungry.
And well, it would a lie to say that Yoko wasn't hungry too. Tapping thoughtfully on his sheets with his pen, he nodded.
- Fine, give me half an hour. And then, finished or not, we'll go.
And he got back on his work. And therefore he missed the look between his two friends, and the naughty smile they shared.
******
Though, approximatively five minutes later, Yoko's attention got a bit stuck as Maru's hand was now running on his sides, seemingly in an innocent way, while Hina was caressing his hair slowly. He tried to ignore it, but Maru's hand was going a bit lower, trailing on his hip, to finally rest on his thigh, rubbing at his jeans softly but steadily. Meanwhile, Hina had moved considerably closer, and his breath was tickling Yoko's ear; the purple ranger faked being interested in what his friend was working on, and Yuu tried once again to ignore it. It worked, more or less, until Hina spoke.
- So, how's it going?
The question would have been hilariously stupid in a normal context, but right now Yoko wasn't feeling like laughing at all. Actually, wasn't the room considerably hotter suddenly?
- Hmm, guys, could you…
Maru raised a questioning eyebrow at him, with a gentle smile.
- Yes, Yuuchin?
His hand moved a bit more inside his thigh, and Yoko felt a blush going on his cheeks. Not only that, but also his voice got stuck in his throat as Hina's other hand started drawing abstractly on his chest through his shirt.
- Say Shin-chan, Ryuhei said, leaning a bit closer to Yoko so that his breath was directly on his neck, maybe we should help him relax, right? Or else he'll never finish his work.
Hina nodded with a little sound, and pressed closer against him. Yoko started to see how they wanted to help him relax, and this wasn't helping his concentration. At all.
- I-I-I-need no help at all…
Maru chuckled against the skin of his neck, and Yoko felt himself shiver. Uh, this wasn't good.
- G-guys, I need to work, st-stop…
- Stop what, asked Hina, humming softly against the shell of his ear, while his hand was going a bit lower, now caressing his belly; I don't see what you're talking about.
Yoko gulped audibly. Usually, he would have pushed them away quickly, or laughed at that -
(Because it could only be a wide joke, right? They were just trying to make him stop his work, right?)
- but for some reasons - he was tired and busy, it was feeling kinda good, his brain was not working, the world stopped turning right, whatever - he couldn't do anything. At all. He was like trapped between them, his mind totally unfocused, and yet there was work to be done but…
- You look a bit uncomfortable, Maru said then, putting a hand on his forehead.
- He must be a bit hot, Hina added. It's rather warm in here. Let's help him out of those clothes.
And with that last sentence, he started slowly unbuttoning Yoko's shirt, his other hand still running between strands of hair, making him melt at the soft touch. Maru's other hand then came behind his neck, giving feather caresses on his skin, and the older man positively groaned at that. Which made his brain snap into full steam again, and he tried to pry the hands away from his body.
- No-no-no-no, whatever it is you're planning, you can forget about it right now!
Standing up, shirt half open and face flushed, he took off his glasses, glaring at his bandmates. Who looked totally unimpressed. In fact, they looked fairly amused - and, if you asked Yoko, totally predatory - as he was trying to hide his blush.
- Hey Maru-chan, Hina said, his eyes not leaving Yoko, isn't that the cutest thing ever?
Maru chuckled. Yoko glared some more and thought about killing them both.
- I am not cute.
- Awww, of course you are, and you're also totally molestable right now.
It was Hina's turn to chuckle at what Maru just said. Yoko spluttered and turned, decided to leave this room before things went out of control - or before Kanjani would lack a bassist and a pianist because of murder. But he couldn't make a step that two strong arms were wrapped around his chest, holding him against a strong body that he recognized quite easily.
- Maru, let go of me.
The bassist just laughed, and Hina walked to Yoko without any rush, his hand reaching for his chest.
- Yokocho, why don't you relax for a bit? You'll like it.
- The hell-
A finger shut him up, running along the line of his neck, then on his chest.
- I say, we need more skin.
Behind Yoko, Maru nodded. Hina grinned. And started unbuttoning Yoko's shirt again.
- Murakami, don't you-
- Hush!
Hina pinched at a nipple, and Yoko squirmed. Against his neck, Maru started giving open-mouthed kisses, and the older man realized that he was panting. How embarrassing.
- You know, Shingo said, still working on the shirt, sometimes it's good to let the others do all the work. And also, your body is definitely calling for it.
Yoko let out a sound of disagreement but the other one wasn't caring at all. Not to mention Maru, who was still kissing his skin, Yoko's hands kept securely into one of his own hands while the other one was rubbing at his side, occasionally groping at his butt before going up and down again.
Yoko growled. This was infuriating, because nobody was listening to him. But, in the same way, it was totally turning him on, and damnit it shouldn't. And his shirt was now falling on his arms, his chest exposed to whatever Hina planned on doing. Which happened to be rather soft for the moment being, as he was running his hands on the bare skin again. But Yoko yelped when Maru groped at his butt a bit stronger.
- Yuuchin, he whispered against his neck, stop being so tense. We won't hurt you, y'know.
Yoko still had doubts about that, and he wouldn't want to give in too quickly anyway, but when Hina started working on his jeans, he knew that he was doomed. Even more when the younger man was kneeling in front of him, tugging at the zipper with his teeth, and god it shouldn't be so hot damnit. Maru just giggled.
- Shin-chan knows how to be sexy, right?
Letting out a strangled noise, Yoko let himself lean into Maru's strong frame, his eyes stuck on what Hina was doing. He would never have thought about that, but yes, Shingo knew how to be hot, really. Yuu couldn't help but feel himself harden at that sight, and even if it was feeling wrong in every possible ways it felt also rather good. But Maru's groin pressing against his back took him out of his staring.
- Tell me it's your phone in your pocket.
He could feel more than he saw Ryuhei's smile against his skin.
- Nope. It's you being so sexy.
Yoko gasped. Sneaky Hina had his hand into his underwear, rubbing teasingly at his half-hard cock. Crap, there was no way out anymore. Whining, he still tried to move a bit away from them.
- Guys, stop, please, we shouldn't-
- You wish, Maru growled in his ear, and Yoko moaned this time.
- Besides, added Hina with a little laugh, you're totally wanting it.
Yoko had no time to protest, because Maru was more or less tying his hands with his own shirt, and his pants were pushed off his hips along with his boxer brief. Hina pushed him backward, and Yoko nearly fell into Maru's arms, face into the younger man's neck.
- Come here, I want some too.
A hand ran along his spine, down to his ass, molesting and taking his time, while teeth were scraping at his jaw. Before he was knowing it, Maru was grinding against him, and he felt Hina pressed against his back, with meant more hands on his skin, and even one pinching and playing with a nipple. Yoko mentally slapped himself as he moaned again, cursing himself for being so easily trapped between them; but he couldn't deny that it was turning him on, being helpless like that, a real doll into their hands, and anyway those same hands were doing wonders, so why not after all?
He shivered and backed a bit off Maru, only to catch his lips and kiss him fully, clearly showing that, okay, he was in for this, but please guys remember who you're messing with. Not that the bassist would mind, far from it. But while they were busy, Hina went away unnoticed, and when he came back not only Yoko could feel naked skin against his own, but also he could feel his arms being pulled backward and an improvised blindfold was placed on his eyes.
- Hina, what-
- Don't worry, I know what I'm doing.
- You look hot, Maru chuckled, his voice laced with lust.
Yoko smiled at the compliment and rubbed himself against the younger man. Behind him, Hina growled and pulled him against his body.
- Don't you think you're in control here…
Yoko gasped as Hina took hold of his hard-on, stroking him quickly. Maru used this amount of time to undress apparently, because when he came back Yoko felt a considerable amount of skin, and fuck, was it a cock against his own? That might be, as Hina was now playing with them both in the same time, rubbing them one against another. Yoko then heard some noises than couldn't be something else than kissing, and he whined.
- Not fair, I want to see you…
There was a little breathless laugh - Maru, Yoko concluded - and a sexy growl - must be Hina - and his head was turned at an almost painful angle before a tongue licked at his lips, making him growl in need. Next thing he knew, Hina was kissing the hell out of him, and Maru was panting against his neck, his skin slick with sweat.
That's approximatively when his brain stopped functioning correctly, because when Hina pushed his torso so he was bending over, Yoko didn't even think twice and searched blindly for Maru's cock, leaving bites on his belly's skin when he couldn't find it. Finally, a hand was nice enough to push him toward what he wanted - he couldn't know who it was, and that was exciting him even more - and when he started licking and sucking at Ryuhei's hard-on the bassist let out a throaty moan that made him groan and suck harder, while Hina was still stroking him, his own length rubbing against Yoko's ass. And so on Yuu thought that it might be Maru's hands gripping his hair and forcing him to take more of him in his mouth, nearly choking him in the same time - but Yoko mentally thanked Maru for being such a nice guy as he didn't insist when he saw that his older friend couldn't take more.
On the other side, Hina seemed rather impatient, and Yoko felt something cold against his entrance before feeling something cold inside. He growled, the feeling being not really nice at first, but Hina was far more efficient than he thought because it didn't take him long to find the right angle; eventually, Yoko may have whimpered and tried to have more, resulting in a laugh from Hina.
- You're so eager suddenly… Told you that you would like it.
Yoko growled again. Smartass, next time you'll see.
And talking about seeing, Yuu could have sworn that he saw stars when Hina stopped stroking him and pushed his cock inside, not stopping until he was buried to the hilt. Yoko cringed and scraped his teeth against Maru's hard-on, and Maru hissed in delight.
- Leave me some of it, he told Hina. I wanna feel him too.
Hina mumbled something that sounded like a 'yeah, of course', before starting to thrust in and out rather quickly, going deep and making Yoko whine around Ryuhei, who decided that it was time to stop or he wouldn't last.
Once he had his cock out of Yoko's mouth, the eldest felt Hina pulling him again by his tied arms, changing the angle again, and Yoko went 'holy-shit-do-that-again' and moaned so loud that he heard it resound in the room, along with Maru's own moan.
- Do you want to know, Hina whispered in his ear without stopping pounding into him, what Maru-chan's doing right now?
Yoko nodded quickly, trying his hardest to breathe.
- He's sitting on the couch, the man whispered again, thrusting a bit softer, his legs spread wide, and he's stroking himself in rhythm with how I fuck you. I bet he's imagining how it would be to take you deep like I do right now.
As Yoko let out a whine, Hina kept on talking and almost came to a stop.
- You should see how gorgeous he is, his skin shiny and his hair sticking to his forehead. And that huge cock of his, mmmh, you liked it, didn't you? You look forward to have it inside of you right? Gosh, you're both so hot…
It was Maru's turn to moan out loud, and Yoko heard Hina's breath getting uneven as he resumed his fast and deep moves, making him dizzy from pleasure.
- Give him to me Shin-chan, the bassist asked with a low voice. I'm not going to last long, please… I want to have him too.
Yoko could have come just hearing this. It was such a turn-on to know they were both on the edge because of him, of how much they wanted him. But before he could do anything, Hina was out of him, turning him to kiss him a deep kiss, and he used the opportunity to kick his jeans and underwear away.
- Do you want to ride Maru?
- Yes, Yoko moaned, yes, please, yes…
Hina then made Yoko walk backward, still kissing him hungrily, until the older man could feel Maru tugging at his tied wrists, guiding him hurriedly. A few second later, Yoko was sitting on Maru's lap, ass full and eyes tearing up as the angle was forcing his body even more on his friend's cock. Ryuhei, always being the sweet guy, was trying his hardest not to move, to let Yoko get used to this position. To keep his mind busy during this time, Hina was apparently kissing him - well as much as Yuu could hear, but he has to admit that the sounds could also be coming from Maru sucking Hina off, which was making him much more excited - and he cursed the blindfold on his eyes, preventing him from seeing his friends while they were so hot and naked. As a small revenge, he started moving his hips without warning, and Maru moaned and gripped at his arms before bucking up automatically, hitting a spot that made Yoko's breath catch in his lungs. But he didn't really get any time to get back this oxygen he seemed to be lacking suddenly, as Maru started moving quickly, and Yoko caught himself moaning and asking for more, which the youngest gladly gave, thrusting up harder. But Yuu realized that something - or rather someone - was missing.
- Hina…
He heard him groan next to them, apparently enjoying the show.
- Come here, Maru mumbled, out of breath, give it to him.
He didn't have to ask twice, as the man moved in front of Yoko, putting his cock in front of his lips, and Yoko didn't waste any time licking and sucking at the length, every move from Maru urging him to take more of Hina's hard-on in his mouth.
This kept on going for a few more moments, before Maru, already on the edge since a while, fucked hard twice and almost shouted, shivering, as he was coming; Yoko could feel every shudder inside of him, and when he felt Hina coming unexpectedly in his mouth, he whined and came hard without anyone touching his own cock, his whole body tensing up and his brain empty of anything but pleasure.
When finally he came back from his high, there was semen dripping on his chin, and he felt quite sticky too on his abs and between his legs, but the only thing that he really cared about was how his arms were hurting from being tied behind his back.
Hina seemed to understand that pretty quickly, as he helped him get off Maru's lap - and as much as Yoko sensed it, Maru seemed totally passed out from his orgasm - and untied him before pulling off the blindfold.
Yoko blinked a few times to get used to the light, and then he realized that Hina and him had slipped on the floor, Hina's back against the couch and Yoko sprawled on the younger man's legs. He also noticed the way both his friends were looking, sweaty and spent, and terribly hot - and no, Maru wasn't passed out, just staring at Yoko with a dreamy smile on his lips, before he let himself slip on the floor too, wiping Hina's come off Yoko's lips and jaw with his tongue.
- Stop it, Shingo mumbled, I can't take it anymore.
Maru chuckled.
- Not ready for another round?
Hina raised his hand for a tsukkomi, but he let it fall back on his lap with a sigh.
- Whatever. Next we'll tie you up.
Yoko nodded.
- I agree. You guys really have no pity on me.
Said guys shared a look and a smile and Maru shrugged.
- But you liked it, right?
Yoko nodded again and let out a yawn.
- We should take care of this mess…
- Later, Hina said, pushing him so he could lie on the floor next to them. No one's going to come here anyway.
- You're right, Maru said, we already did.
This time, it was Yoko who slapped him on the head, before closing his eyes and falling asleep, exhausted but rather glad, the last sound he heard being Hina laughing and his last thought being that he would have revenge soon.
.END.