[YokoHina] Chocolate
Title : Chocolate
Pairing : YokoHina chibis!.
Rating : R. juniors!smut.
Genre : Romance / humor / smut.
Takes place : january 2000.
NB : It's kinda the beginning of the verse. I always wanted to write about YokoHina's first time, so here it is. Enjoy.
It all began with a chocolate box.
It was their third year in the Jimusho, and they were starting to get very well known all over the place. Also, they were always paired together, which obviously got them closer than could have been supposed at first sight.
Anyway.
During the week, a fan had sent some gifts to the main Juniors, and, of course, Yoko and Hina were included. They only had a lonely box for the two of them, but it wasn’t really a problem as they were sharing the same hotel room in Kyoto that day, after a long photoshoot.
They had learned a while ago about sharing, because that’s how Juniors roll.
Though, as expected, things weren’t this easy.
On that evening, the older one waited for his friend to go shower - after swearing that, no, he wouldn't open the box before Hina got back, promise - and what should happen… Happened. When Shingo finally got out of the bathroom, bathrobe hanging loosely on his shoulders, he had the displeasure to see that the chocolates were down by more than half. Actually, there were only five of them left, and Kimitaka was happily looking at the sweets, wondering which one to eat then, a little grin on his lips.
- Nandeyanen?!
Yoko jumped in mild surprise, blinking at the younger boy.
- Erm, I, just… Wanted to taste.
- You ate them all!
- No I didn't!
Stepping quickly and snagging the box away from his friend's hands, Hina growled, eyeing the poor last bits of chocolate, followed closely by the other boy.
- Look at that… And that's your idea of sharing?
Yoko pouted. It wasn't his fault if he liked chocolate. Anyway, didn't Murakami say that he was on a diet? No? Well nevermind, Yoko was willing to help him have an impromptu diet. Really. What a nice friend he was.
With a smirk, he reached out for the heart-shaped box - it wasn't even Valentines Day yet, but who cared - and took a piece of the delicious candy, earning a slap square on his head in the process.
- Oi! Could you at least leave me some?!
Mouth full and chocolated smile answered the question, with a fast move and another chocolate gone.
Hina was literally starting to boil inside, irritation and indignation building steadily. He couldn’t believe the guts that guy had. It was even more unnerving when Yoko dared stealing another one, clearly making fun of him.
- They're good, he added with a wink.
- You're an asshole, Shingo growled, and you'll pay for this.
But by the time he had the last chocolate in front of his mouth, Yoko was reaching out and gulping it hungrily, licking and almost biting at the younger's boy fingers while he was at it.
- What the-No!
Hina's anger exploded then, in a kinda weird way, or at least a really unexpected one. Grabbing Kimitaka's head, he dove in, locking their lips together; Yoko let then out a gasp of surprise, and Shingo used this occasion to plunge his tongue and lick inside, finally tasting the chocolate that was technically his own in the first time.
Meanwhile, Yoko froze, totally unable to comprehend what the heck was happening. When Hina pulled back, the older boy was clearly blushing, stains of chocolate covering the corner of his mouth.
- What did you just do?
- I tasted. If you didn’t steal everything, this wouldn’t have happened.
Fact was, Shingo was as red as a tomato too when he had realized what he just did. Not that it was displeasing, far from it, but still, it was… Weird. They were boys after all. Both boys.
- Are you gay? Yoko asked, mischief back in his voice.
Blinking, Hina raised an eyebrow.
- What the fuck is this question? Of course I’m not!
- But you just kissed me!
- It wasn’t a kiss!
- Yes it was!
- I would never kiss a guy like you!
Hearing that, Yoko started to pout, even if he didn’t know why. It was kind of hurting his ego that, even if supposedly straight, his closest friend wouldn’t kiss him.
- Well you did, stupid gorilla.
Hina sighed and turned to get back in the bathroom.
- Whatever. I’m going to brush my teeth.
Yoko pouted some more.
What Yoko didn’t know, though, was that, once the bathroom door closed behind him, Hina stopped moving, his fingers rising to his lips with a little sigh. That was odd, but he liked that. Well, he never considered himself totally straight, but this… This was hard to explain, even for him.
Letting himself slide along the door to sit on the floor, he considered the whole thing, wondering how he would feel if it has been a real kiss. If Yoko had been willing, and, who knows, if things would have gone farther. Oh.
The only thing that equaled the blush on his cheeks at this moment was the loud thumping of his own heartbeat.
Okay, so maybe he was bi. And maybe he was starting to have a crush on Yoko.
This was bad.
What Hina didn’t know, though, was that, once the bathroom door closed, Yoko let himself fall on his bed, re-playing the whole action in his mind a good thousand times. It was awkward, but it was hot. Awkward because goddamnit it was Hina, and hot because… Well because it was Hina. Also, just because it was a hot kiss.
Kimitaka realized that his poor brain wasn’t made for such reflexions. He was feeling more and more confused, not to say uncomfortable. And yet, somewhere in the back of his puzzled mind, he was feeling pretty curious. Was he gay himself? No, he wasn’t, he was sure of that.
And yet…
Just to be sure, he set the scene on rewind for the nth time, added a few elements, added a few more moments, pushed everything a bit farther.
He opened his eyes just in time to slap himself mentally. Not this far damn it!
Yoko sighed.
This was bad. Really bad.
Later on, when the lights were turned off and both boys under their sheets, on their respective beds, the thoughts didn’t stop running, mixed with something that felt like excitement and curiosity.
Of course, they wouldn’t tell each other about that, and they tried to fake being asleep. Until Yuu heard a sound that sounded a lot like a groan. And another. And another.
Lying on his back, the older one frowned, trying to understand where the hell those sounds were coming from. Didn’t took him long to realize that they were coming from the bed next to his.
From Shingo.
- Are… Are you sleeping?
The noises stopped. A big fat embarrassed silence filled the room. Turning so he would watch Hina, Kimitaka let out a huge sigh of ‘what-the-fuckery’.
- If you’re jerking off, you’re not being really discreet.
- Leave me alone Kimi.
- You know, people usually use the bathroom for that kind of things.
- Shut up I said.
- I hope this Gorilla-girl you’re dreaming of is worth-
- Yokoyama, stop it.
Surprisingly enough, Yoko kept silent. He didn’t turn away though, his eyes still on Shingo’s figure. A bit startled by his friend’s sudden obedience, the younger one turned too, and his eyes met Kimitaka’s own.
That’s when something snapped.
- I blame the cold, Shingo mumbled, setting the sheets back around them.
Yoko snorted.
- What, you're going to tell me that the cold pulled you into my bed when you were touching yourself like five minutes ago?
- Shut up.
Another snort, and Shingo bent down, frowning.
- Stop that or I kiss you again.
- Ah, Kimi exclaimed, victorious, so you finally admit that you were kissing me! I knew it! You’re totally-
The end of the sentence never got out of his throat, as Hina leaned in and kissed him fully, half-pinning him to the mattress with his weight. Yoko’s first urge was to push his friend away, hands automatically moving on his chest to prevent him from coming any closer, but in the end Shingo didn’t need it anyway, as his lips were already on Kimitaka’s own.
When he broke the kiss, Yuu sighed.
- This lacks in chocolate.
- I think I have some in my bag.
They shared a smile.
It tasted like chocolate and that cheap soap Kimitaka was using since last year, and Shingo liked it. It was tentative and soft, yet both of them were totally fighting for dominance - the youngest thought that maybe he would let Yoko lead after a while, just so that it would make him happy - and it was hot and steamy, taking their breaths away.
Their bodies weren't even moving, just glued to each other, hands running lazily through the pajamas materials, but their tongues and lips were in a fury of tasting and trying and sharing.
When air was finally really needed, Kimi pulled back and grinned.
- You're totally having a hard-on.
Shingo smirked.
- So are you. Want me to help?
- Will I have to help you too?
- I guess. But if you don't want to, it's okay. I mean, it's our first time with another guy, so I understand if you-
- You talk too much, Yoko growled, grabbing forcefully at his friend's head and pulling him down to resume the kiss.
Shingo had to admit that Kimitaka's ways of doing things were good too.
It was only after long minutes of liplock and touching and stripping that Shingo asked :
- How are we doing this?
Above him, currently busy kissing down the boy's chest, Yuu shrugged.
- I guess it'll be okay by jerking each other off. Except if you want to bottom.
- But you-
- I'm not bottoming!
Hina pouted.
- Asshole.
- That's the point of this discussion you know.
Talking about points, Shingo made his own rather quickly when he grabbed at the other boy's erection, giving it a firm tug, earning a low moan.
- Let's make it a game. The first to come bottom.
Kimi smirked and reached out for Shingo's own hard-on before kissing him again.
His head was spinning, and his skin was burning. He could feel sweat running on his flesh, and each time his friend was twisting his hold just like that, the whole world was turning white and a groan was coming through his lips.
Kimitaka opened his eyes, watching as Shingo, beneath him, was arching into the touch, biting his lower lip. It was beautiful. It was hot. It was turning him crazy. There was no way he could last any longer.
Panting heavily, he bent down to capture the younger boy's lips, chasing his tongue with his own, his hand on his hard-on going slightly faster. He felt fingers gripping at his shoulder, felt nails digging in his skin, and broke the kiss to watch as Shingo was coming undone, breath short and soft moans filling the space between them.
The older one growled as the feeling low in his guts was coming up, engulfing him all, and he whined when he came on Hina's hand and their stomachs, his orgasm following the youngest's own for a split of seconds.
- I won, he mumbled after a while, still on top of Hina. But I'm too tired to do anything.
Shingo chuckled, voice raw from their activities.
- Okay. Let's just say I owe you one.
Yuu grinned and kissed him again, letting sleep take over them both.
.OWARI.
******
Pairing : YokoHina chibis!.
Rating : R. juniors!smut.
Genre : Romance / humor / smut.
Takes place : january 2000.
NB : It's kinda the beginning of the verse. I always wanted to write about YokoHina's first time, so here it is. Enjoy.
It all began with a chocolate box.
It was their third year in the Jimusho, and they were starting to get very well known all over the place. Also, they were always paired together, which obviously got them closer than could have been supposed at first sight.
Anyway.
During the week, a fan had sent some gifts to the main Juniors, and, of course, Yoko and Hina were included. They only had a lonely box for the two of them, but it wasn’t really a problem as they were sharing the same hotel room in Kyoto that day, after a long photoshoot.
They had learned a while ago about sharing, because that’s how Juniors roll.
Though, as expected, things weren’t this easy.
On that evening, the older one waited for his friend to go shower - after swearing that, no, he wouldn't open the box before Hina got back, promise - and what should happen… Happened. When Shingo finally got out of the bathroom, bathrobe hanging loosely on his shoulders, he had the displeasure to see that the chocolates were down by more than half. Actually, there were only five of them left, and Kimitaka was happily looking at the sweets, wondering which one to eat then, a little grin on his lips.
- Nandeyanen?!
Yoko jumped in mild surprise, blinking at the younger boy.
- Erm, I, just… Wanted to taste.
- You ate them all!
- No I didn't!
Stepping quickly and snagging the box away from his friend's hands, Hina growled, eyeing the poor last bits of chocolate, followed closely by the other boy.
- Look at that… And that's your idea of sharing?
Yoko pouted. It wasn't his fault if he liked chocolate. Anyway, didn't Murakami say that he was on a diet? No? Well nevermind, Yoko was willing to help him have an impromptu diet. Really. What a nice friend he was.
With a smirk, he reached out for the heart-shaped box - it wasn't even Valentines Day yet, but who cared - and took a piece of the delicious candy, earning a slap square on his head in the process.
- Oi! Could you at least leave me some?!
Mouth full and chocolated smile answered the question, with a fast move and another chocolate gone.
Hina was literally starting to boil inside, irritation and indignation building steadily. He couldn’t believe the guts that guy had. It was even more unnerving when Yoko dared stealing another one, clearly making fun of him.
- They're good, he added with a wink.
- You're an asshole, Shingo growled, and you'll pay for this.
But by the time he had the last chocolate in front of his mouth, Yoko was reaching out and gulping it hungrily, licking and almost biting at the younger's boy fingers while he was at it.
- What the-No!
Hina's anger exploded then, in a kinda weird way, or at least a really unexpected one. Grabbing Kimitaka's head, he dove in, locking their lips together; Yoko let then out a gasp of surprise, and Shingo used this occasion to plunge his tongue and lick inside, finally tasting the chocolate that was technically his own in the first time.
Meanwhile, Yoko froze, totally unable to comprehend what the heck was happening. When Hina pulled back, the older boy was clearly blushing, stains of chocolate covering the corner of his mouth.
- What did you just do?
- I tasted. If you didn’t steal everything, this wouldn’t have happened.
Fact was, Shingo was as red as a tomato too when he had realized what he just did. Not that it was displeasing, far from it, but still, it was… Weird. They were boys after all. Both boys.
- Are you gay? Yoko asked, mischief back in his voice.
Blinking, Hina raised an eyebrow.
- What the fuck is this question? Of course I’m not!
- But you just kissed me!
- It wasn’t a kiss!
- Yes it was!
- I would never kiss a guy like you!
Hearing that, Yoko started to pout, even if he didn’t know why. It was kind of hurting his ego that, even if supposedly straight, his closest friend wouldn’t kiss him.
- Well you did, stupid gorilla.
Hina sighed and turned to get back in the bathroom.
- Whatever. I’m going to brush my teeth.
Yoko pouted some more.
What Yoko didn’t know, though, was that, once the bathroom door closed behind him, Hina stopped moving, his fingers rising to his lips with a little sigh. That was odd, but he liked that. Well, he never considered himself totally straight, but this… This was hard to explain, even for him.
Letting himself slide along the door to sit on the floor, he considered the whole thing, wondering how he would feel if it has been a real kiss. If Yoko had been willing, and, who knows, if things would have gone farther. Oh.
The only thing that equaled the blush on his cheeks at this moment was the loud thumping of his own heartbeat.
Okay, so maybe he was bi. And maybe he was starting to have a crush on Yoko.
This was bad.
What Hina didn’t know, though, was that, once the bathroom door closed, Yoko let himself fall on his bed, re-playing the whole action in his mind a good thousand times. It was awkward, but it was hot. Awkward because goddamnit it was Hina, and hot because… Well because it was Hina. Also, just because it was a hot kiss.
Kimitaka realized that his poor brain wasn’t made for such reflexions. He was feeling more and more confused, not to say uncomfortable. And yet, somewhere in the back of his puzzled mind, he was feeling pretty curious. Was he gay himself? No, he wasn’t, he was sure of that.
And yet…
Just to be sure, he set the scene on rewind for the nth time, added a few elements, added a few more moments, pushed everything a bit farther.
He opened his eyes just in time to slap himself mentally. Not this far damn it!
Yoko sighed.
This was bad. Really bad.
Later on, when the lights were turned off and both boys under their sheets, on their respective beds, the thoughts didn’t stop running, mixed with something that felt like excitement and curiosity.
Of course, they wouldn’t tell each other about that, and they tried to fake being asleep. Until Yuu heard a sound that sounded a lot like a groan. And another. And another.
Lying on his back, the older one frowned, trying to understand where the hell those sounds were coming from. Didn’t took him long to realize that they were coming from the bed next to his.
From Shingo.
- Are… Are you sleeping?
The noises stopped. A big fat embarrassed silence filled the room. Turning so he would watch Hina, Kimitaka let out a huge sigh of ‘what-the-fuckery’.
- If you’re jerking off, you’re not being really discreet.
- Leave me alone Kimi.
- You know, people usually use the bathroom for that kind of things.
- Shut up I said.
- I hope this Gorilla-girl you’re dreaming of is worth-
- Yokoyama, stop it.
Surprisingly enough, Yoko kept silent. He didn’t turn away though, his eyes still on Shingo’s figure. A bit startled by his friend’s sudden obedience, the younger one turned too, and his eyes met Kimitaka’s own.
That’s when something snapped.
- I blame the cold, Shingo mumbled, setting the sheets back around them.
Yoko snorted.
- What, you're going to tell me that the cold pulled you into my bed when you were touching yourself like five minutes ago?
- Shut up.
Another snort, and Shingo bent down, frowning.
- Stop that or I kiss you again.
- Ah, Kimi exclaimed, victorious, so you finally admit that you were kissing me! I knew it! You’re totally-
The end of the sentence never got out of his throat, as Hina leaned in and kissed him fully, half-pinning him to the mattress with his weight. Yoko’s first urge was to push his friend away, hands automatically moving on his chest to prevent him from coming any closer, but in the end Shingo didn’t need it anyway, as his lips were already on Kimitaka’s own.
When he broke the kiss, Yuu sighed.
- This lacks in chocolate.
- I think I have some in my bag.
They shared a smile.
It tasted like chocolate and that cheap soap Kimitaka was using since last year, and Shingo liked it. It was tentative and soft, yet both of them were totally fighting for dominance - the youngest thought that maybe he would let Yoko lead after a while, just so that it would make him happy - and it was hot and steamy, taking their breaths away.
Their bodies weren't even moving, just glued to each other, hands running lazily through the pajamas materials, but their tongues and lips were in a fury of tasting and trying and sharing.
When air was finally really needed, Kimi pulled back and grinned.
- You're totally having a hard-on.
Shingo smirked.
- So are you. Want me to help?
- Will I have to help you too?
- I guess. But if you don't want to, it's okay. I mean, it's our first time with another guy, so I understand if you-
- You talk too much, Yoko growled, grabbing forcefully at his friend's head and pulling him down to resume the kiss.
Shingo had to admit that Kimitaka's ways of doing things were good too.
It was only after long minutes of liplock and touching and stripping that Shingo asked :
- How are we doing this?
Above him, currently busy kissing down the boy's chest, Yuu shrugged.
- I guess it'll be okay by jerking each other off. Except if you want to bottom.
- But you-
- I'm not bottoming!
Hina pouted.
- Asshole.
- That's the point of this discussion you know.
Talking about points, Shingo made his own rather quickly when he grabbed at the other boy's erection, giving it a firm tug, earning a low moan.
- Let's make it a game. The first to come bottom.
Kimi smirked and reached out for Shingo's own hard-on before kissing him again.
His head was spinning, and his skin was burning. He could feel sweat running on his flesh, and each time his friend was twisting his hold just like that, the whole world was turning white and a groan was coming through his lips.
Kimitaka opened his eyes, watching as Shingo, beneath him, was arching into the touch, biting his lower lip. It was beautiful. It was hot. It was turning him crazy. There was no way he could last any longer.
Panting heavily, he bent down to capture the younger boy's lips, chasing his tongue with his own, his hand on his hard-on going slightly faster. He felt fingers gripping at his shoulder, felt nails digging in his skin, and broke the kiss to watch as Shingo was coming undone, breath short and soft moans filling the space between them.
The older one growled as the feeling low in his guts was coming up, engulfing him all, and he whined when he came on Hina's hand and their stomachs, his orgasm following the youngest's own for a split of seconds.
- I won, he mumbled after a while, still on top of Hina. But I'm too tired to do anything.
Shingo chuckled, voice raw from their activities.
- Okay. Let's just say I owe you one.
Yuu grinned and kissed him again, letting sleep take over them both.
.OWARI.
******