[Oneshot] Falling For.
Title: Falling For
Author: geminib
Beta: tsuchi8562
Banner: tsuchi8562
Pairing: MatsuKame
Genre: Romance
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: No, not mine, heartbreakingly...
Note: Good luck charm for yuuki_saya - Ganbatte!
I can't really tell when it all started. He was always good to me, even when he was mean to others, including my friends.
Maybe when we shared the same show and performed together in Utawara. I remember singing the last song with him. What was it? "Omoide ga Ippai"… then, when our eyes met, I felt his loneliness. Since forever he attracted everyone's attention, but was always alone... The untouchable distant diva, the idol. Jin's friend.
Maybe it happened when he wished us good luck on the TV program, when I was interviewed after Jin's leave. He wished us to continue as five members' band. He was sincere and warm, it really touched my heart then... even if he was Jin's friend.
But maybe it all started later, when…
I left the crowded room, leaving the reporters behind and barely exchanged a few cold greetings with the staff.
"Take me the hell out of here." I called the manager, while heading to the elevator. "No, I don't need a guard, I can handle this. Just send the driver."
"Damn! How could they let it happen? Doesn't the press being instructed before the conference?
And what the hell the production was thinking?" I was so angry, my blood rushed up to the head, threatening with migraine. "Damned journalists… I need something for my headache." I
went to the coffee shop of the complex, while waiting for the driver's call.
I paid for the coffee, ignoring cashier's silly smiles and searched for the most isolated table. There was one, well hidden behind the wide column and I dropped my leather bag on the chair.
The rain became heavier outside and I shivered, although the cafeteria was heated. I needed a
cigarette desperately, but there was no place I could smoke in… "Nothing will cause me to go
out to this cold."
"Kamenashi-san!" A voice called behind me and I turned towards it, while putting on the
earphones.
"Did she follow me? Don't these people have a sense of respect to other's privacy?" Were my
thoughts, waiting for the reporter to approached.
"Kamenashi-san, can you give me a minute, I'd like to ask you a question." She looked straight
at me, breathing heavily and I imagined her running through the complex's halls, searching
after me.
She had no microphone, no cameras…so… "As long as it's for a minute… but then I'll ask you to
leave me alone."
As if guessing my thoughts, she pulled a recording devise out of her small bag and pressed the
button: "Kamenashi-san, can you answer the question about Akanishi-san's wedding?"
I was silent for a while… this was obvious… but although I was strong enough to take this
shit, I wasn't prepared to be so damn angry.
Outside the window, the traffic lights changed from red to green, people started crossing.
Although I wanted to slap her, I was obliged to Johnny's, so I turned to the reporter again
and opened my mouth…
"Your minute is over, nee-san." A low voice said behind my back and I turned in surprise.
The man approached closer and put one hand on the reporter's chair's backrest, leaning above her… his long finger clicked on her recorder's "off" button. "Will you put this inside, please
or do I have to call the security?"
"I have a que… I mean for Kamenashi-san…" She stuttered.
He kept looking at her with a smile, and yet she was shrinking under his gaze, until apologized and left the place in a hurry.
"Hi, Kame-kun" he turned to me, "Long time no see."
"Hello, Matsu…"
"Jun-kun suits me better" I saw how the smile wrinkles deepened around Jun's eyes.
"Hello, Jun-kun" I nodded, "Thank you."
"You don't have to… I just happened to be here and you obviously needed help…" Fast gaze
around and he looked back at me. "You better wait in your makeup room… somehow there are many
hungry wolves around today".
"I had a presscon, Panassonic… probably that's why…oh, my driver…" The mobile vibrated, but I
didn't answer, still looking at Jun.
"I am sorry…" He said.
"What for?"
"Jin, all that happened, the band. It must be tough for you."
"No… I don't see any Jin here. Do you?" I smiled.
"Well, see you soon, Kame-kun" I watched Jun's back, till he disappeared behind the
cafeteria's door.
The driver answered immediately. "I'll be down in a minute." I said on my way down the stairs,
wearing the sunglasses, like they could hide my identity.
*******
I never thought too much about Matsumoto. He was simply my senpai, but also a friend. When he
already debuted, I was still his back dancer. I was Akanishi's… well, I was. That's what was
important now. But I refused to feel sad. Some things supposed to end… I've always believed
that there was a purpose for people coming into our lives. There was a reason for them to
leave. I just refused to be sad, especially when seeing my friends protecting me, hiding the
tabloids behind their backs, when I entered the room.
"I refuse to be a victim of this situation!" Irritated with that thought, my hand hit the
table in front of me and the glasses jumped on it, spilling some water.
"Fuck!"
"What happened, Kame?" Koki was the first asking. But he was the one worrying about me the
most. Sometimes I was wondering if he was in love with me. Too protective, he never tried to
be more than that, though.
Maru and Junno glanced from the sofa and Ueda only raised one brow without taking his eyes
from the lyrics list, making remarks.
"Nothing. I was just thinking…" Any reasonable explanation didn't appear in my mind.
"Think quietly… Will you? I am concentrating". Taguchi pressed the buttons so quick, I felt
dizzy.
"OK… I'll be outside. Call me when it's my turn to record!" When the door shut behind me, I
leaned to the wall, took a deep breath and slowly released the air out of my lungs, till they
were empty. I stood in the hallway for a few seconds, trying not to breathe; the only sound
was my heart beats.
"Hey, Kame-kun!" It was Jun.
"What are you doing here?" Words just slipped out of my mouth. There was a little smile at the
corner of his lips, but maybe it was all in my imagination.
"I am recording in the next studio. It's down the hallway." He pointed behind his back with
the thumb and all my attention was attracted to that piece of art. "His hands are beautiful… "
Was all I could think, while he continued talking to me.
"Kame…" He touched my shoulder. "Do you hear me? I asked if you are okay."
"Yea… I am." I wanted to stay a little more like that, smelling his expensive perfume, his
hand on my shoulder, but the studio's door opened.
"Kame, your turn", Maru's eyes widened "Matsumoto-san! Wanna come in?"
"Thanks, but I have to go now." His eyes stopped on me again.
"I'll be there in a sec, Nakamaru" I said and the latter disappeared behind the door.
"We should to go for a drink sometime." He said.
"Yeah… we should…don't you mind?"
"What do you mean?" He didn't understand.
"You are Jin's friend…"
Jun smiled.
"So what? Do you see any Jin here?"
"No…" I hesitated.
"Then call me when you are free." He took out a notebook and a pen and wrote his number.
"Here."
I stood there watching him while he walked to the elevator. His walk… hips swaying, like a
cat.
"He even walks like you." Said a voice behind me. Ueda was standing outside the room.
"Recently, you two look alike from behind. Creepy…" He shrugged. "Come back in, we almost
finished here. Oh, and hide this number, people will start talking." He disappeared behind the
studio's door.
*****
"When can we go for a drink?" The screen flashed. He looked at the familiar number with
disbelief. What are the chances that Kamenashi Kazuya will send him a message so late at
night?
But the message was there, shining on the screen…
"Let's eat somewhere... next week." He pressed "send".
A long time passed until he heard the message sound…
"OK, see you."
But the week after that Jun stretched his muscle during filming.
*****
I remember watching his new drama. I've never watched colleague's dramas before. He was
amazing… I wanted to touch him. This body… How will it feel to touch it?
Maybe it all started when I came to visit him. He stretched his muscle and had to stay in bed.
Jun opened the door wearing his pajamas… It was so adorable, because I barely wear my boxers
at home. Without a makeup, his wet hair was so not stylish, my heart skipped a beat, he looked
so different from the idol I always met during our mutual projects and gatherings.
"Coffee?" Jun went to the kitchen. I followed, watching his back, remembering Ueda's words.
"Do we look alike? Does my back look so wide?"
"Do you have something stronger?"
"Wine?" Jun turned to me.
"Wine would be nice"
He poured me a glass and opened a bottle of juice for himself.
"Can't drink. Antibiotics…"
"Oh, I forgot!" I gave him the bag I was holding in my hands. Something twisted down my
stomach, watching Jun's long fingers opening it.
"Thank you. What is this?"
"Herbal oils and incense… I've got them from a masseur I know" I can't say that I wasn't
hoping to use them… already then.
Jun just put the bag aside and drank his juice in silence.
"I'll massage my leg later" he said.
"I can do it!" I said quickly, immediately regretting it, afraid of being rejected.
Jun drank the juice and put the glass on the mat.
"OK. Do I need to take them off?" he pointed at the pajama's pants.
"Well… I'm going to massage your legs, don't I?"
I turned away, when he took his pants off and lied down on the sofa, leaning back, stretching
his legs and putting them in my lap.
I learned some techniques massage a few years ago, when I needed to take a reflexology
session, the masseur told me how to press on the feet, to pleasure your partner. I used it
quite a lot in the past…
After heating the herbal oil, while rubbing it between my hands, I touched Jun's foot. It was
soft and warm. Gently pressing, my fingers made small circles on the foot's skin, sliding on
the oiled softened foot. Jun's eyes were closed, he clearly enjoyed the touch.
When I pressed on the spot connected to shoulders, Jun moaned and somehow I felt a little
discomfort in my pants, wondering if I wasn't too obvious. As if he was feeling my thoughts,
Jun opened his mouth.
"Don't stop…" He said with low voice… "Where did you learn to touch like this?" His eyes
remain close, blush covering his cheeks. He was relaxed and soon was already sleeping.
I hesitated for a while, then continued massaging his feet and toes, pressing on some known and unknown spots, going up to the ankles, upper, gently massaging the lower leg muscles. I worked on each leg separately feeling his almost hairless feminine smooth skin. The wine in my blood made me a little dizzy, my movements more slow and the massage more sensual. My eyes wondered to his sleeping face, stopping on the growing bulge in his boxers.
"No way… should I stop?" My gaze went higher his lower flat stomach, up to his wide chest
covered by a pink shirt… "So sexy, goddamn it…" I felt my pants tightening suddenly.
"Don't you dare stopping now. If you can't finish, you shouldn't have started in the first
place…" Jun's hoarse voice got to me in a slow motion and I raised my eyes to meet his. He was
completely awake, staring at me. His eyes were a little blurry when he licked his lips.
Obediently, my hands moved to his lower leg, gently pinching the skin, massaging his muscles.
"Higher!" He commanded.
Hands moving to his knees, spreading his legs, I sat on my knees between them. I poured more
oil on my hands, gently touched the thighs. Jun raised his hips a bit and a moaned, his member
moved up and down inside the boxers. He was still watching my eyes. His eyes were teasing,
mouth slightly opened in a tiny smile, challenging me.
I accepted the challenge, that's why I came here in the first place, I finally admitted
myself. My hands moved upper, faster, pulling the boxer's rubber down to his ankles and
throwing them on the floor, finally releasing his erection, when his hand stopped me.
"What about Jin?" He asked.
"I don't see any Jin in this room, do you?" I leaned closer, looking in his eyes, lowering my
body to his hips without breaking the eye contact. Surrounding his member with my two fingers
like a ring I gently moved my hand up and down, still looking at him. I wanted to see him beg
for more, to see this body moving in pleasure. His soft moans turned me on, so I broke the eye
contact, lowering my head.
In my imagination, I was giving Jun a blowjob many times for the past months, imagining him
moving towards my mouth, his hands in my hair pulling me closer, but he just lied there,
letting me lick his head, sliding my tongue from the tip to the base. His quiet moans were the
only respond to what my mouth did. I lifted the head and looked at him. He was smiling.
"Come on, I'll show you how I like it." He sat on the sofa, taking his shirt off. I followed
him to the bedroom, where he pushed me on the bed, slowly getting on top. His already naked
body has bended above me, hands unbuttoning my jeans, pulling them down together with my
underwear. I took my shirt off, tossing it on the floor. Long fingers touched me, caressing my
erection, sliding down to the balls and lower to my entrance, slowly circling around. It was
too good and I moved under his hand, pressing my ass to his fingers, releasing the muscles.
Jun's mouth was a few centimeters from mine, as he whispered "That's what you came for? Do you
want me to fuck you?"
"I want you…"
He smiled, when he bent over me to the drawer, taking the lube off and squeezing on his hand.
"There is no way back, you know?" His hand lubed me, slowly pushing one finger and another
one. When the third was in, he started moving them, massaging my prostate.
His kiss was soft, he tasted from an orange juice and I moaned in his mouth loudly, thrusting
against his hand. His other hand stroke my length, stopping at the tip and moving with
circles, making me cry louder with every move.
When I was already at my limit, he pulled the fingers away and put a condom on, then slowly
pushed inside, sucking my cries with his lips. He pushed till the end and stopped, waiting for
us both to adjust, looking in my eyes… waiting. I felt the pulse of his cock inside of me and
shuddered. At last, when he started to move slowly with eyes still open, his mouth searched
for mine.
"Oh, Kame…" He moaned in my mouth., "This is great!"
He sat on his knees, pulling me closer,lifting my legs and leaning on them. He was thrusting
in me, increasing the speed, his still lubed hand pumping my cock in the rhythm with his hips
moves.
I don't remember my answer, just his sweat drops falling all over my body mixing with mine,
our harmonized moans sounded like some kind of music, filling the room.
I really can't tell when I fell for him…
Was it when I spilled my sperm all over my stomach, staining the sheets or when he lifted his
head and cried out my name as he came inside of me. I was lying exhausted on the bed, watching
him coming like in a slow motion, his short dark hair stick to his sweaty temples, wet chest, he was shuddering with pleasure.
I really didn't care anymore. "I want him to be mine… whenever I want… I don't want this to
end…" was my only thought when he pulled out and took the condom off, carefully tying it and
throwing into the trash can.
He cleaned my stomach with a wet wipes and lied on his side, facing me, catching his breath.
"I need to take a shower before leaving." I rolled on the bed and searched for my jeans on the
floor, when he coughed.
"You can stay here…"
I turned back and looked at him. Maybe this was exactly the point I already loved him… Was this the Matsumoto Jun I knew? The lonely and the distant one?
"Are you serious, Jun?!" I wanted to ask.
"I guess I can spend the night here." I smiled instead.
"I mean 'stay' as long as you like." He whispered. "I'd like you to."
"What about Jin?" now I was serious.
"I don't see any Jin here… do you?" Was the reply, before I rolled over back into his embrace and buried my face between his collarbone and a jaw…