[Oneshot] The Game.
Title: The Game.
Authors: geminib
Beta: tsuchi8562 Thank you (you know why)!
Banner: tsuchi8562
Pairing: Matsumiya
Genre: smut
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: They are not mine... not even the accessories...
They discussed it in details. Everything will be alright. He knew that there is nothing to be worry about. It was a special concert, not as before, so what if they all wanted to be his back dancers? He was sure they won't screw it up.
He remembered the last time when he sang it on Kokuritsu stage, during the BW tour last year. It was his turn then, so he went towards the stage wearing the red suit, his jacket was open, nothing under it. His solo was about to start and he wanted to give it all, like always. He was hurrying down the corridor in the stage direction, to be there prior the solo, to observe the audience first.
When he took the next turn left on the corridor, losing the slow staff behind the corner, the door on his right opened and he was pulled inside. The door immediately shut up behind him. The room was dark.
"Hey! What the hell…." Jun's mouth was covered by someone's hand from behind and his chest was brutally pressed to the door from the inside. His both hands were twisted behind his back.
Someone enormously strong was leaning on him.
When he tried to fight back, something clicked behind him and he felt chill on his wrists.
"Handcuffs!" Crossed the tall man's mind, his whole body twitched in a silent attempt to turn back and face the attacker, but the hand on his nape, pressing his forehead hard at the door and the knee shoved between his legs, spreading them made this impossible.
He moaned loudly, so maybe someone would hear him and come to help, but when he managed to open his mouth wide, something round was shoved inside and tied with elastic stripes behind his head…
"A gag!"… He could taste the plastic and was terrified at first, but forced himself to think logically, as he always did… it was impossible that some kind of a maniac could pass the security and all Johnny's staff and wait for him in this room when he’ll be on his way to sing his solo…
The grip on his nape tightened and somebody pulled his head back forcefully by his hair.
"Damn! He will ruin my hair!" Crossed Matsumoto's mind, but all he could do was just moan.
And then, when the person behind him licked his neck from the base to the ear, circling the tongue around his earlobe, sucking and licking it loudly, a familiar sent tickled his nose. He moaned in a protest and tried to turn to the man behind, but that made him only to emphasize his
lower half, brushing against the man who was pressed behind, which seems to turn on the latter
even more.
Sensing that he is calmed down and realizing that he recognized him, the man tightened the grip on his nape and the knee between his thighs moved back and forth, rubbing his ass and balls through the satin pants.
"Don't moan so loud or someone will come saving you…" He heard a giggle in his ear, when the man slipped his hand around him, sliding it on his naked stomach and pulling the pants' waistband.
The tall man couldn't restrain himself from exhale loudly in surprise, when his balls and a cock were caressed. His body moved by itself rubbing against the knee of the man behind him.
And then it all stopped. The man backed off, leaving him standing with his face to the door, he still hasn't released the grip off his nape.
"See you later, hurry up, there are only three minutes to your solo." The man pulled Jun's jacket up and licked his spine from the line of his pants to the shoulder blade. Jun arched his back in surprise. The following sound of the opening handcuffs was clear, although they were still on his wrists.
"I love the taste of your sweat", and the second after, the man was gone, leaving aroused Jun alone.
He rushed down the corridor, rubbing his wrists, thanking god there were no bruises on them, remembering how he took the gag and the handcuffs off and shoved them in the closest electrical cabinet to hide.
When he burst through the doors and appeared on the stage, he was all turned on, his moves were sensual and the performance of his solo "Shake it!" was described as his best one and then he "tore" his jacket on the stage, pausing for a second to get the right effect, hearing thousands of fans screaming before the fireworks and the smoke covered him completely. Yes… he was aroused as hell and he gave it all in the dance.
"I love it when you are so irritated and horny." Nino whispered to him later at night. "Our little game today was so hot!"
***
Jun turned around the corner and stopped suddenly… there it was, the room where he was so called "abused" a year ago and a few meters from there he spotted the familiar electrical cabinet. The tall man looked around and when he assured that no one sees him, he rushed to the cabinet and peeked inside.
"Of course…" unsurprisingly, the handcuffs and the gag weren't there.
"Did he have to rub the entire concert against me?" He sighed, feeling so tight in those satin pants.
***
Nino parked his sports car under his building. His private parking space was on the minus one floor, just under the building's lobby. He took his bag and got out of the car. He was in a hurry. They were so busy for the past weeks, preparing for the upcoming tour and of course recording the album, the 24hours television, the Arafes. It was tiring, he didn't have time for himself, not to say for his lover. That's why he rushed after the concert. He just wanted to go upstairs, to take his clothes off and make a quick shower and maybe one or two games before Jun arrives.
While pressing the button to lock the doors, he felt a cold metal at his throat. The bag fell on the ground.
"Don't move." A voice whispered behind him. It sounded like the man was wearing a cotton face mask. Nino wasn't too scared, there were cameras all over the parking lot and the security patrolled in the building every thirty minutes. After all, this was Meguro, one of the exclusive neighborhoods in Tokyo. He was pulled behind his car, the man forced him to lean on it, hands spread over the trunk.
"Take the money." He said calmly. "The wallet is in my left pocket".
The man giggled. "Maybe I will take it, but later…" He made a long pause, too long if you ask Nino. "Let’s just play a little game before".
Kazunari quickly evaluated the situation… the man wasn't interested in his money…
"What the …" His arms were pulled behind his back and strong man's hands tied him up with a rope.
Nino panicked when the lights went off, this meant that they were out of the camera's range…it was too late to free himself. The parking lot was quiet, it was dark and there was still a long time left for the next security patrol. Long enough for…
The knife was still pressed to his throat, he knew that the situation is getting more complicated, when he felt a knee between his thighs. Rubbing.
"I…"
"Shut up!" One hand was searching on him, pulling the t-shirt up, sliding down his waist.
"Alright, I'll take your money first, I'm sure I’m worth it!" And he felt that the wallet was taken from his pocket.
The fear quickly approached. What if the man will rape him or more than that, will bruise or kill him?
"What are you …" His throat was dry now, the rest of the words stuck in it, he tried to catch the air with his mouth, his lungs hurt…
"Be quiet!" The voice ordered and the man behind him slipped one hand under Ninomiya's pants, searching for his manhood, gently stroking.
While he was pressed to the car, he couldn't move, afraid of being hurt by the knife which was still pressed to his throat. But his member had his own will, awakening to life.
"Lets play…" He heard the voice tickling his ear. The man was rubbing his crotch against Kazunari's ass.
Nino was breathing hard, he was scared to death, paralyzed, trying to figure his next step, his escaping plan, but there was nothing he could do. Even his cries and pleas won't work here. His eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness and when he was about to give up, just to get over with it, he suddenly saw the man's hand…
White wrist, long fingers. The nails… manicured, so elegant and gentle and at the same time so strong and manly… Why did it take him so long to recognize the man? The scent of his perfume was all over the place…Forgetting the knife, he turned back towards the attacker.
"Lets just play the game then… Jun" He said, making the latter tearing the cotton mask off his face and pulling Nino closer by his shirt, till their lips met.
"How come it took you so long to recognize me? And you even had a hard on before that!" The forgotten fake knife finally met the floor.
"Your hands… it's all their fault…" Nino whispered, between the kisses.
His own hands were tied behind his back, but he didn't need them, he wasn't afraid anymore either. His tongue was gently sucked by the man in front of him.
"Lets go upstairs… take a shower together…" Nino whispered into his lover's mouth.
But the long fingers unzipped his pants, pulling them down and the next thing he realized, he was spread on the car, while Jun pulled a lube out of his pocket.
"This was for your LAST YEAR's little game …"
"Bastard, you came here already so prepa…" Kazunari was shut by Jun's lips, sucking the rest of the sentence while two fingers were already pressing against his prostate.
"Now, this is for rubbing your ass against me the whole concert YESTERDAY…"
A cry escaped the shorter guy's lips, he couldn't move, "Untie me, please…"
"You wish, I can't trust you now, you brat!" Jun took the fingers out, pulling his pants down a little bit, tearing the condom plastic wrap.
"Careful!" He turned Nino to face the car again, spreading his legs, smacking on his both butt cheeks. He lubed his lover's entrance and slowly slid inside of him, making the shorter guy gasp.
"And this is for rubbing your ass against me for the entire concert TODAY…" He increased the speed of his thrusts.
It was something new, the sensation and the fear of being caught was big. Kazunari loved this new rough Matsumoto.
Nino's moans increased when he felt a hand sliding around his body, pinching his sensitive nipple, small bites on his back and Jun's tongue licking his nape.
"Shut the fuck up, will you?" The other hand of Jun reached his hard cock, lubing it, stroking hard, squeezing it until the pain and the pleasure became one and he came suddenly, shuddering, his sperm landing all over the car's trunk. Only then he realized, that he wasn't tied anymore.
Jun pulled out a second after and peeled the condom off. He stroked himself a few times, when Nino turned around and kneeled to suck him till he came in a few seconds, pulling his lover's hair, thrusting against his mouth.
When they zipped their pants, the lights came on, making them both blink in surprise. They heard someone's approaching steps.
"The security patrol!" Jun kneeled on the ground behind the car, so no one will see him.
"Ninomiya-san!" The security guard came closer, "I heard noises, did something happen?"
"Well…" Kazunari scratched his chin. Jun pinched his leg and signed him to clean his lips.
"Nothing really…" He licked Jun's sperm off his lips. "I just …mmmm…" The brat waved with his phone to the guard, "Was playing a new game here near the car, forgot myself a little". He smiled one of his most innocent smiles.
"Couldn't wait till getting home, ha?!" The security guy smiled, then bowed and left.
"Yeah… couldn't wait…" Nino looked down and smiled again, "Come on, rapist… lets clean this car before it'll rust …" He searched for the keys, suddenly realizing that his wallet was missing.
"And hey! Give me back my wallet!"