[Fanfic] Mile High [Uruha/Aoi][1/1][NC-17]
Title: Mile High
Rating: NC-17
Warning[s]: This contains graphic sex between two males. If you are A). Underage or B). Dislike sex between to hotties, turn back now. You have been warned.
Paring: Uruha/Aoi
Disclaimer: Oh yea, I own them, just like I own the Taj Mahal. Note the sarcasm there.
Summary: "Someone just joined the mile high club."
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Uruha had no idea how he got here but really, he wasn't complaining. And what man in their right mind would complain about something like this? Sure, the door was digging into his back but, that all paled in comparison to the sight of Aoi on his knees and his lips stretched so obscenely around his cock.
And what a talented mouth Aoi had. His tongue swirled around his swollen length like it was the sweetest candy know to man and dipped into his slit to collect the pre-cum that gathered there. Softly moaning he tangled his fingers in dark hair and urged Aoi to keep going.
Aoi hummed and the vibrations traveled down the length of his cock like tiny blots of electricity and was quickly followed by the gentle scrap of teeth on the under side of his cock. That was all Uruha could take. Yanking on the hair in his grasp, he pulled Aoi up and slammed his lips against his. He didn't care if Aoi's lip piercing bruised him or cut him, all he wanted was to kiss the other senseless and to be buried deep within him.
Biting Aoi's lip, he delved into the warmth and groaned as he was greeted by the taste of him and something simply Aoi. It was a taste that Uruha would never grow tired of and one he could simply never get enough of.
Sure, he was content with letting that seductive demon suck him off but not now, not after all the teasing he had endured. With quick precise movements, he had Aoi's shirt and pants off. Spinning them around, he slammed Aoi against the sink and took delight in the painful groan that escape those lips.
"You're a fucking whore, you know that?" Uruha hissed, thrusting two fingers slick with saliva into Aoi causing him to cry out sharply and buck back against the invading fingers. Leaning down, he grinned into the other guitarist's shoulder and scissored his fingers. He knew he hit Aoi's prostate when the sharp, muffled cry escaped him and Uruha knew he was ready for far more than his fingers.
"Uru~!" Aoi whined and mover to follow his fingers as he removed them and spat into his hands to slick up his aching cock. "Now~"
Positioning himself, he let the tip of his erection just rest against Aoi's eager entrance. "So impatient." He drawled, shallowly thrusting into the tight ring of muscle and quickly pulling back. Aoi sobbed at that and once again tired to follow after Uruha but, the blond stopped him by gripping his hips hard enough to leave bruises.
Uruha himself was impatient though and he didn't tease Aoi farther. With a quick, hard thrust, he buried himself in the tight warmth of the other. Pressing his forehead between Aoi's shoulder blades, he groaned. His fingers twitched on Aoi's hips as he waited for the other to adjust to him and he didn't have to weight long before the breathy whisper of move left Aoi's kissed bruised lips.
Setting a quick pace, Uruha harshly slammed into the burnett pinned under him but, he could tell Aoi was enjoying every moment of it. Soft pants and cut off cries of his name left those full, pierced lips and they were getting louder and closer together signaling that Aoi was close.
Reaching around with one hand, Uruha gripped Aoi's cock and stroked the hard flesh slowly compared to his fast, harsh thrust. "Come for me." He whispered, biting at Aoi's pierced earlobe and tugging it. It seemed that was all it took before Aoi was releasing hotly over his hand and clamping down like a vice around his cock.
Uruha himself followed after Aoi a moment latter, muffling his cry by sinking his teeth into Aoi's shoulder as he spilled himself into the rhythm guitarist. They rested there for a moment, catching their breaths before Uruha was pulling out and away from Aoi.
"You just couldn't wait until we had a bed, could you?" The blond asked, an amused smile curling swollen lips as he put his pants back on.
Aoi snorted lazily and cleaned himself up before dressing as well. "I was bored and horny so no, I couldn't wait."
Uruha rolled his eyes and un-locked the door. "So why jump on me and not one of the others?"
Aoi shrugged and brushed past Uruha. "You were closest?" Uruha sighed and followed after Aoi and returned to his seat. It really didn't matter to him why after all, he just had some kick ass sex in an airplane bathroom.
Leaning back in his seat, he closed his eyes only to open them a moment latter as something prodded his shoulder. "What?" He snapped, glancing back at Ruki. Uruha knew something perverted was going to leave the vocalist's lips by the cheshire cat grin on his lips.
"Someone just joined the mile high club, didn't they?" Uruha groaned and hide his face in his hands while Ruki leaned back in his seat and laughed.
Rating: NC-17
Warning[s]: This contains graphic sex between two males. If you are A). Underage or B). Dislike sex between to hotties, turn back now. You have been warned.
Paring: Uruha/Aoi
Disclaimer: Oh yea, I own them, just like I own the Taj Mahal. Note the sarcasm there.
Summary: "Someone just joined the mile high club."
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Uruha had no idea how he got here but really, he wasn't complaining. And what man in their right mind would complain about something like this? Sure, the door was digging into his back but, that all paled in comparison to the sight of Aoi on his knees and his lips stretched so obscenely around his cock.
And what a talented mouth Aoi had. His tongue swirled around his swollen length like it was the sweetest candy know to man and dipped into his slit to collect the pre-cum that gathered there. Softly moaning he tangled his fingers in dark hair and urged Aoi to keep going.
Aoi hummed and the vibrations traveled down the length of his cock like tiny blots of electricity and was quickly followed by the gentle scrap of teeth on the under side of his cock. That was all Uruha could take. Yanking on the hair in his grasp, he pulled Aoi up and slammed his lips against his. He didn't care if Aoi's lip piercing bruised him or cut him, all he wanted was to kiss the other senseless and to be buried deep within him.
Biting Aoi's lip, he delved into the warmth and groaned as he was greeted by the taste of him and something simply Aoi. It was a taste that Uruha would never grow tired of and one he could simply never get enough of.
Sure, he was content with letting that seductive demon suck him off but not now, not after all the teasing he had endured. With quick precise movements, he had Aoi's shirt and pants off. Spinning them around, he slammed Aoi against the sink and took delight in the painful groan that escape those lips.
"You're a fucking whore, you know that?" Uruha hissed, thrusting two fingers slick with saliva into Aoi causing him to cry out sharply and buck back against the invading fingers. Leaning down, he grinned into the other guitarist's shoulder and scissored his fingers. He knew he hit Aoi's prostate when the sharp, muffled cry escaped him and Uruha knew he was ready for far more than his fingers.
"Uru~!" Aoi whined and mover to follow his fingers as he removed them and spat into his hands to slick up his aching cock. "Now~"
Positioning himself, he let the tip of his erection just rest against Aoi's eager entrance. "So impatient." He drawled, shallowly thrusting into the tight ring of muscle and quickly pulling back. Aoi sobbed at that and once again tired to follow after Uruha but, the blond stopped him by gripping his hips hard enough to leave bruises.
Uruha himself was impatient though and he didn't tease Aoi farther. With a quick, hard thrust, he buried himself in the tight warmth of the other. Pressing his forehead between Aoi's shoulder blades, he groaned. His fingers twitched on Aoi's hips as he waited for the other to adjust to him and he didn't have to weight long before the breathy whisper of move left Aoi's kissed bruised lips.
Setting a quick pace, Uruha harshly slammed into the burnett pinned under him but, he could tell Aoi was enjoying every moment of it. Soft pants and cut off cries of his name left those full, pierced lips and they were getting louder and closer together signaling that Aoi was close.
Reaching around with one hand, Uruha gripped Aoi's cock and stroked the hard flesh slowly compared to his fast, harsh thrust. "Come for me." He whispered, biting at Aoi's pierced earlobe and tugging it. It seemed that was all it took before Aoi was releasing hotly over his hand and clamping down like a vice around his cock.
Uruha himself followed after Aoi a moment latter, muffling his cry by sinking his teeth into Aoi's shoulder as he spilled himself into the rhythm guitarist. They rested there for a moment, catching their breaths before Uruha was pulling out and away from Aoi.
"You just couldn't wait until we had a bed, could you?" The blond asked, an amused smile curling swollen lips as he put his pants back on.
Aoi snorted lazily and cleaned himself up before dressing as well. "I was bored and horny so no, I couldn't wait."
Uruha rolled his eyes and un-locked the door. "So why jump on me and not one of the others?"
Aoi shrugged and brushed past Uruha. "You were closest?" Uruha sighed and followed after Aoi and returned to his seat. It really didn't matter to him why after all, he just had some kick ass sex in an airplane bathroom.
Leaning back in his seat, he closed his eyes only to open them a moment latter as something prodded his shoulder. "What?" He snapped, glancing back at Ruki. Uruha knew something perverted was going to leave the vocalist's lips by the cheshire cat grin on his lips.
"Someone just joined the mile high club, didn't they?" Uruha groaned and hide his face in his hands while Ruki leaned back in his seat and laughed.