YOUR NUMBER ONE FAN [AOI/KAI] - ONE SHOT
Title: Your Number One Fan
Chapters: One shot
Author: luna_no_koibito
Genre: smut, little crack
Warnings: smex
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Aoi/Kai, Kai's POV
Bands:the GazettE
Disclaimer: I don't own them, and don't wish I did because I'd be sorry for what could befall them （・＿・；）！
Summary: I don't need to talk, you don't need any of my words of devotion, all you care about are my moans of appreciation, as you do all the talking, as usual, instigating me, humiliating me, and it's okay, because I'll blithely take it , as I await your next move, craving for whatever you have in serve for me, because I am your doll, the main toy out of all the ones you already possess, to use how you so fit, and I don't need to tell you this, for I know you know, or rather, you don't expect anything less, it is so evident, from the way you look so amused and eager to do who-knows-what with my offered body.
Comment: dedicated to my hubby pooobaihr
Shiroyama Yuu, the brunette sexy clown, second guitarist of the Japanese visual kei band called the GazettE, where he is known as Aoi. Aoi, the exceptionally skilled guitarist, who is capable of making fans wish they could merely touch his usually exposed torso, make them fantasize on him even barely grazing their lips with his deliciously ringed plump ones, while he mesmerizes them with the almost lethal movement of his hips.
Almost, because somehow I, Kai, the confident brunette leader and drummer of the GazettE, still happen to be alive after all these years, when occasionally your biggest fan, Uke Yutaka, suddenly would kick in, and make my body nearly miss a hit or two on my snare, while he hypnotically stares at you, so naturally and gracefully contorting yourself. And Yutaka doesn't mind only getting to see your backside on stage, because it is equally godly to your entire being, but most of all, because he knows that compared to all your other fans, he will be blessed with your ultimate fanservice.
-So how about this? ... - you politely inquire, as I keep my quite, while, performing my duty as Kai, carefully listening, and analyzing the track you've been working on, for our new single.
-... The first part sounds great, but the second, might need a revision- I state at the end of the sample, leaning on the table by your seated figure, grabbing the mouse on it, and confidently click on the points I believe need to be revised, as you hum in agreement.
-Then I'll work on this, and let you listen check once more … end of the week, okay?- I hum and nod in reply, observing your stern expression, studying its unwavering professionalism, which is deceiving me into believing that I might for once, be able to leave your house, keeping that little bit of dignity that I, as Kai, try to preserve, but which Yutaka so willingly loves to squander.
Closing the software on your computer, you then revolve on your chair, staring up at me with that usual grin of yours, which quickly shattered the professional look you possessed some seconds ago, as I quickly look away, because I know you expect me to be sitting on your laps in the next two seconds, but I suddenly convince myself that I can't allow you to continuously manhandled me. I convince myself that I am not that weak and low a being, thus, for once, I will look away from your pedestal and leave.
-Okay then ... if that's it I'll leave, good night- … there. I said it, and I meant it, because I don't feel like it tonight. Tonight, I don't want to be Yutaka, your most devoted fan-boy. Tonight, I am rather content with going home as Kai, the strong leader and talented drummer of the GazettE, the one that just decided that the entire second part of your score, needs to be newly written, receiving your silent and respectful agreement.
Yes, I'd love to go back home as Kai tonight, but then again ... I do say this every night now, don't I?
-Goodnight? ...- you skeptically inquire, making me instantly shiver almost in fear and delight at the same time, as I can feel Yutaka slowly creeping in again. Ignoring you, I speed up towards the door of my salvation, like I've tried a couple of times, but as now, usually never even make it out of this room, because unfortunately Kai is just so naïve, and Yutaka is always so willing to be manhandled by you, because Yutaka is, and will always be, you number one fan.
Quickly, you get off your chair, and successfully take hold of my wrist, and I pull once, not looking back at you, because a glance at your lips would simply be suicidal, for they would awaken my brain into reminding me what they are capable of, and I want to leave, I really do, for I don't want to adore you tonight, but, as you probably predicted, and as I expected, I am not showing any sign of resistance , … I guess you are so used to it ne, Yutaka?
-...You are trying to leave me like this … in this condition? ...- you then hiss, harshly pulling me back towards you, and only when I ungracefully collide with your chest, and the easily detectable bulge in your pants, you release my wrist to so tenderly and deceivingly massage my upper arms, giving me that fake sense of … don't even know.
-... I am already so hard for you Yutaka ...- you then hiss in my ear, darting out on my neck that venomously delicious tongue of yours, which can perform such much damage as much as well-beign, and of course, same goes for your hands, which never waist time, do they? In particular your left hand, with those slender digits of yours, which so skilfully will individually work on the board of your guitar, and that are now joining forces with the sole purpose of teasing me, as they intently and pressingly travel in between my legs.
And it feels great, it always does, and apparently Yutaka has no problem in already making sure you know that it does, because I have already released a light groan at the feeling of your hands on my crotch, groan, which could have already been louder, but was somehow controlled, not wanting to give you more satisfaction than the one you'll sure receive later on when you'll entirely prevail over me, because as it is tight now, Kai is not willing to give up, not just yet.
-... Not tonight Aoi ... I am tired Aoi ... I really need to go ...- I manage to blurt out, managing somehow to pull myself out of your control, quickly resuming my walk towards salvation, hearing your calm and composed steps behind me, but think nothing about them, until, as soon as I step out the door, my wrist is grabbed once more, and once more I am forced to collide back to you, your chest, and your hard on.
-It always surprise me, how, after all this time ...- you then whisper on my neck with a tone of pretense wonder - … how you still manage to forget the way to my bedroom - you nonchalantly point out, once again, making me shiver in prevision of what is too come, the thought of which always unsettles me, because it is always so much pleasure, too much of it for anyone to properly handle it, and I fear that one of this days, the perceptive nerves in my brain will give up for good, and meanwhile as I think of a way to save my nerves, you have successfully mange to escort me right into your room.
-... I know you are rather forgetful, but anyone would assume something that will turn in you into a whimpering mess, always wanting more, to be easily remembered … doesn't it?- you observe turning me around, our faces inches from each other, as you stroke my hair, seemingly so lovingly, yet because of that grin so nonchalantly plastered on your perfect features, so unfairly, but you usually don't give me much time to deeply study any of your godly features, because you are always so demanding and impatient, so darn impatient, that your lips are already on mine, demanding, claiming, not accepting no for an answer, as you proceed in eagerly raping my mouth, but then again ... it is not rape when you are consenting, is it not?
-... will you strip for me Yutaka? ...- you pause the kiss for a second to shamelessly almost plea, in that subtle tone of yours, which request is really is nothing but a covered demand that needs not to be so, because you know I'll gladly comply, in fact you don't wait for a reply and reunite our lips to conclude what you started.
You gently peck my lips once more, and calmly begin to walk backwards, keeping your analyzing eyes on me, who, now standing alone in the middle of your bedroom, isn't yet able to look at you, as you'd always would have liked me to, I simply can't, how do you expect me to be gazing back at you as I am about to give myself to you in my nudity and shyness? Thus, during the entire process, I keep my gaze fixed at my shoes, which I am almost nervously kicking off, and bend over to get rid of socks as well. I am blushing I know, and I can't help it either, as I slowly reach for the hem of my shirt, togging it a little, and soon after pulling it off my body, throwing it down to some random point far from me.
Meanwhile, I've been glancing up at you, who is now comfortably leaned on a dresser, not once abandoning the sight of me, one arm folded on your chest, while the elbow of the other rests on it, allowing its hand to cover those now sinfully swollen lips that had just damned me. I then unbuckle my belt, and unbutton my pants, this time with less irresolution calmly getting myself out of them. At this point, in my mere boxers, I am always hesitant, it doesn't feel right, it never does, thus I look up at you with a questioning expression, as if to make sure that I should really proceed in my unashamed actions, and all I always get is a quick and impatient widening of your eyes, as I so slowly get rid off my underwear, and now stand bared before you.
-Aren't you beautiful Yutaka ...- you then interestingly observe walking towards me, who doens't dare looking up, not just yet, while fidgeting with my fingers, as tones of bright red are still swimming on the surface of my face - … now will you get on the bed for me? ...- again a polite request, again my complete want and will to obey to the words of my idol, as I turn around and walk towards your bed, clim on it, and scoot all the way to the headboard, as I observe you gracefully getting rid of your sandals, and climbing on the bed, sitting at its end still fully clothed, still interestingly gazing at my nakedness.
Then it starts, my sweet awaited torture, as you stretch one of your feet between my legs, gently nudging my thighs, silently requesting them to spread open, and I do so, quickly glancing up at you, as I try to comfortably rest on the headboard, and close my eyes, because I don't want to see what's coming up next, which is completely wrong, weird if you may, but as usual I've never and won't protest, as you start tampering with my exposed manhood, with your godly foot. Gently pressing, slowly massaging, now and again lowering to my entrance poking at it with your toe, as I turn my head to the side, eyes still sealed, same as my mouth, which though can't do anything to cover the strangled moans that are filling the silence of your temple, occasionally welcoming your diverted smirks, as waves of pleasure travel through my body, because I love it, so much.
When it all ends, I can barely open my eyes, I am that much aroused and as I attempt revolving my head in your direction, I see you resting on your elbows, amused, smiling at me.
-... come play with me kitty-Kai ...- you then propose with a grin, spreading open your still clothed legs. Obviously I don't protest, I even almost smile at the idea of what is to come, as I raise myself from my current position, getting rid of my momentary daze, and crawl in between your legs, shyly smiling at you as I reach for you belt, beginning the unclothing of your lower half.
Now it is your turn to lay exposed in front of me, but shyness and Aoi, are to words that simply don't go together, instead, there is an even wider grin, probably the result of waiting for me to finally start playing with you, which I don't waste time in doing either, as I scoot backwards, just enough to allow my head in-between your legs. I then hold your already half hardened member, dipping my tongue in its slit, and soon after twirling the tip of my tongue, around the tip of it, and finally inserting it inside my mouth.
-Look at me Yutaka ...- you hiss, gazing at me through half-lidded eyes, caressing my black looks, as I hesitantly revolve my eyes towards yours, while I begin a slow bobbing of my head, up and down your shaft, and you then grab some of my locks, hinting me to swallow you deeper, and I gag a little in the process, but successfully comply, while I suck, twirl, go faster, and further down your length, until, to both our pleasure, I am effectively deep-throating you.
-Ughh … stop …- you then demand groaning, lightly pulling on my hair, and I sadly let your fully hardened member fall out of my mouth, still looking up at you, as I shamelessly and lewdly lick my lips, by now every trace of Kai is completely gone, as the whore that Yutaka really is takes over.
You then swiftly get rid of your shirt, and carefully force me to lay straight on my back, as you crawl over me.
-... Do you want to top me? ...- you then ask, almost sounding serious, and I shake my head in negation, I have never topped with you before, and even if you ever were to allow me to, I intend to, just imagining having to deprive myself of the amazing sensation of you inside me, would drive me nuts
-… I am submissive, not a masochist ... Aoi-sama- I then whisper, as you smirk to the way I addressed you, and launch down to once more ravage my mouth.
Pushing me further up into the bed, you then reach for you drawer, and pull out your favorite toys and the usually implied objects.
-... Open up for me kitty-Kai ...- you order in a whisper, as I immediately and gayly comply, while, among your toys, you pick a red bow and slid it down my length, pocking at the tiny golden bells attached to it, as if to test their functionality. Then grabbing the lube, you pour some down the base of my manhood, letting it trickle down to my entrance, as your other hand takes the task to obscenely spread it all over in a massaging manner for a while, and soon after you stop to allow one of its digits begin to penetrate me, and just that is enough to makes me moan so shamelessly, and unrestrained, as I impulsively jerk my lower body, making the bells on the bow ring.
When you finish with my preparation, all that's rest for me to do is wait. I don't need to talk, you don't need any of my words of devotion, all you care about are my moans of appreciation, as you do all the talking, as usual, instigating me, humiliating me, and it's okay, because I'll blithely take it , as I await your next move, craving for whatever you have in serve for me, because I am your doll, the main toy out of all the ones you already possess, to use how you so fit, and I don't need to tell you this, for I know you know, or rather, you don't expect anything less, it is so evident, from the way you look so amused and eager to do who-knows-what with my offered body.
-You're such a whore Yutaka ...- you then so plainly state, like it was a matter of fact, an undeniable truth, as you now pick a the black dildo and place it at my entrance-... aren't you Yutaka, am I not right?.. -
-Yes … I am -I readily reply in a mechanical tone, soon after, biting my lower lip, as you slowly begin to push the black toy through my entrance.
-... then scream like one ...- you ordered, continuing the inserting job, as I whimper, jerk, and grind my teeth from the pain -... and I'll make sure to fuck you like one as well- you declare grinning as you turn on the dildo, which vibrations, are sending all kind of pleasurable sensation through out my body, and collecting in my groin and up my shaft, as I moan, pant and jerk into the vibrating object that you are still holding, slowly turning inside me, and pushing in and out my body. It is all so much to bare, I am about to come, I can feel it, but a I know you won't like that, so I try to keep it at bay the best I can, but it's so hard to.
-I … please … stop … I-I ...- I shamelessly plead, and you pushing in quicker in reply, licking your lips as you observe me tightly grabbing the bedsheets besides me, not wanting to jerk-off, as I tightly close my eyes -p-please … Aoi-sama ...I-I want you inside me ...- I then manage to pant out, and you suddenly stop, smirking as you stop and pull out the black toy.
-Is that so Yutaka? ...- you then ask in feign concern, as you wear a condom, and cover your length in lube -... well then ...- you begin suggesting, as you pull me closer holding both my ankles -... on your knees- you then demand, and I sheepishly turn and get on my knees, as you raise behind me, and place your hardened length at my entrance, pushing straight in, hard, making me suddenly jerk forward, playing the bells on my aching member.
-You liked it don't you? … - you ask, placing both hand on my ass, firmly holding me and pulling out, then quickly and hardly pushing back in, as I scream, in pleasure -... you'd allow me to do anything with you right? ...- you then inquire again pulling and swiftly pounding back in, as I can only whimper, and moan, while you pull out again -... right?...- you then insistently demand, obviously waiting for me to reply as you newly push in, gaining a strangled reply from me.
-Y-es ...a-anyth- I try to reply, but as expected, you don't really need my word, for you are already pounding in me, rapidly increasing the speed of your thrusts, as I forcefully keep jerking forward, making me create an obscene melody, composed of my loud and whorish moan, the jingling sound of the bells on my length, and your bed's rhythmical creaking, while I try my best to keep on my elbows, but I ungracefully fail, as I slouch my upper body on your matters, my mouth still lewdly open frenziedly panting and groaning, as you keep rapidly pounding in me.
You suddenly stop, you lowering on your heels, and you making me turn on my back, never pulling out of me -... whatever I want you said, right? ...- you then whisper in my ear, leaning in-between my legs over me. Then sitting back on your heals, you slightly pull me up by holding my under my knees, and without warning, the pounding resume, the time, thanks to the new position, you can go deeper, harder, and faster, but I am already such a mess that I really can't register anything anymore, until you hit it, my sweet spot, and everything goes white, as my eyes quickly close shot.
When I reopen my eyes, I attempt to look down, searching for something, and I see my cum all over my chest, and you lying on the lower part of my body, between my legs, still heavily panting, such as myself. However, what I am really waiting to see is something different, the moment when I finally get to see Yuu, and I am reminded that all of this, is truly a game. And it happens, when you suddenly turn your head, and look up at me, smiling, a sweet sincere smile, which successfully proves the disappearance of Aoi . You, Yuu, then turn your body completely, and slowly pulling up above me, with your arms at both side of me, you lower into my chest, and slowly lick my torso clean of my own seed.
Then, you scoot even further up my body, until our faces are inches away from each other, and flash that smile at me once more, gently leaning over for a slow tender kiss
-... I love you ...- you then state newly pecking me on my lips
-I love you too ...Yuu- I reply tiredly smiling at you
-... are you getting tired of it? … - you then ask, as you keep yourself up on your elbow, right besides me, stroking my damp locks
-... No … I like role playing ...- I then admit turning my head to look up at you -... and I like it when you manhandle me ... - I continue in my series of confessions, as our role playing night ends.
-Hmmm … but … I am tired of topping ...and I don't think I am sexy clown either - you point out lightly glaring at me, as you collapse on your bed turning your head towards me - … next time Kai remains ... no Yutaka! ...- you then exclaim in a voice of pretense command, and I hum, letting out a laughter, while I hug you - … next time … I'll be your number one fan … Kai-sama- you then happily chant.
-... Okay … baby-Yuu … just don't forget about the tracks for the new single, while you get all excited over role playing ...- I yawn embracing you tighter, while I am rapidly drifting asleep
-Hai~! … Kai-sama ...- you purr in reply - … and … can we use whips and stuff of the kind, next time? ...- you then attempt to propose, in a whisper, hoping to hear me absently reply yes, for I am apparently gone in my sleep.
-No... Aoi ... - I drily reply -... I am never going to role play as Ruki-