Beautiful Asshole (13/16)
Title: Beautiful asshole
Author: Matsuaurore
Pairings: Sakumoto
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Au, comedy, romance, m-preg and a bit of angst xD
Disclaimer: If I could own them, my life would be perfect xD
Summary: Jun Matsumoto is a beautiful and clever assistant. His career is reaching the top and he will soon become a CEO but the only problem is his boss, Sho Sakurai. As handsome and attractive as a Top model but also a beautiful asshole. How Jun will reach his dream while ignoring his lust for his boss?
A/N: A big kiss for my BabySho for helping me with my baka mistakes <3
Chapter 13:
Sho's pov:
I opened my eyes with a groan as my body was shivering in coldness. I realized I was alone in the bed when I had fallen asleep with Jun in my arms. I looked toward the bathroom door, trying to focus on any noise I could hear coming from inside. I looked at the time: 5:14 a.m. What? Fumbling in the darkness, I put on a sweat pants and walked to the bathroom.
"Jun?" No answer. I knocked softly. "Jun?" A groan and soft shuffle sounded from the other side of the door.
"Just go away." His voice was hoarse and echoed off the bathroom walls.
"Baby, are you okay?"
"I'm not feeling well. I'll be fine, go back to bed."
"Is there anything I can get you?" I asked.
"I'm fine. Just please, go back to bed."
"But..."
"Sho." He groaned, obviously annoyed. Did he get sick? Walking back to the bed, I straightened the blankets and grabbed a bottle of water. I switched on the TV but didn't really watch it. The bathroom door opened and I flew off the couch, grabbing another bottle of water before entering the bedroom.
"Are you feeling better?" I asked.
"Yes. I think I just need to sleep now." He stumbled into bed, burying his face in the pillow with a groan.
"What was wrong?" I asked, pulling him in my arms.
"I started to throw up a lot. I think it's the sushi at dinner. My stomach feels weird." His eyes were closed.
"Why didn't you wake me up?"
"Because the last thing I needed was you in there watching me throw up." He replied almost grumpily.
"I could have done something."
"What could you have done? Food poisoning is a pretty lonely business." He replied.
"You need to sleep for the moment, you're very pale." I touched his hot forehead. Shit, he was burning. I put a wet towel on his forehead as I hadn't any cold patch. "Sleep now, I have a meeting tomorrow morning and will bring you some medicines."
When I left the next morning, Jun was asleep. His forehead was less warmed but I still bought some things to calm my worry. I knew he always tried to look strong to hide his weaknesses and I refused to let something happen to him.
When I came back, the bed was empty and I heard him in the bathroom, throwing up. I opened the door and kissed his head, not even bothered by the fact he was emptying his (already empty) stomach.
"Hey. Are you okay?" I asked as he was wiping his mouth and took his toothbrush.
"I've had better days. How was the meeting?" He smiled, cleaning his teeth. When he finished, I pulled him close, wrapping my arms all the way around his waist.
"Good. I missed you."
"Me too." My chest twisted tightly. What were we doing? Was this real or were we playing house for a few weeks and then returning to normal? I didn't think I could do our normal after this. I needed more. I needed him to be completely mine.
"Want to stay in bed while watching a movie?" I proposed.
"Hun." He nodded. He was still so pale and looked as if he was about to faint. I lifted him in my arms under his protestations and laid him on the bed to cover him quickly.
"What do you want to watch?"
"Hmm. Hachiko." I blinked, appalled. "What?" He asked as I didn't move.
"It's a dog story, Jun."
"Indeed. I like this movie. It's beautiful."
"Are you sure you don't want a comedy?"
"Yes."
"Alright." I sighed and put the movie before laying next to him. He laid his head on my chest and I stroked his skin for the whole movie. Of course, he ended up crying in my arms for hours. I knew his unstable mood would make him cry, he was acting so weirdly since yesterday night. But the advantage was I kept him in my arms and even fucked him to calm him down.
"How do you want it, Jun?" I asked as I was massaging his back.
"What?"
"Us." I clarified. "You and me. Jun and Sho. I realize this isn't simple for you."
"Well, I'm pretty sure I don't want to fight all the time." He bumped my shoulder playfully. "Although I do sort of like that part."
"Mmmm it will be hard with your sharp tongue.” I chuckled. “Where do you want to be?" I smiled.
"I guess that depends on whether it's realistic to think it can be anything."
"Okay, baby. I can handle just not fighting all the time."
"Sorry, this all feels a little new." He lowered his eyes.
"For me too." I reminded him. "What's your favorite movie?"
"Mmmm. I don't know. I love the French movie: Intouchables."
"You know this movie?" I asked with surprise.
"Hey, I don't speak French but I like France. They have several comedies that I like a lot. And Intouchables is a very funny and beautiful story."
"I saw it there. In French. You're right, it's a very good movie. I like Omar Sy a lot."
"Because of his filthy mouth?" Jun smirked.
"Yep."
"But you also love my filthy mouth."
"True. But I like it better when it's full." I said, meaningful smirk in place.
"You know, if you would shut up once in a while, you'd be damn near perfect." Jun rolled his eyes. I laughed and pulled him in my arms, covering our bodies as sleep was both taking us far away.
****
I woke up when my pillow was yanked out from under my head and Jun mumbled something incoherent about banana and sausages with cream on it. Erk, disgusting. I ran a greedy hand over his ass before rolling to look at the clock. It was only a little after five in the morning but I knew we had to get moving soon to make our eight o'clock flight. For the past decade my career had been my life and although I was growing more comfortable with the obliterating effect Jun had on that balance, I had to retrieve my focus. It was time to get home and put on the Boss hat. Jun was curled on his side, facing me, his hair falling on his cheek and most of his face was now cuddled into my pillow.
I could understand his hesitance to decide how our relationship would work back in reality. The Okinawa bubble had been amazing.
The blanket had moved during the night, uncovering our bodies and I took the chance to stare at his nude body. I could definitely get used to waking up with him in my bed. I tried to wake him up with my hand on his shoulder, then a kiss on his neck and finally a hard pinch on his ass.
He reached out and smacked my arm hard before I'd even pulled it back.
"Asshole."
"We should get up and get going. We need to be at the airport in a little over an hour." I smiled.
Jun rolled over, sat up, drank some water and kissed my shoulder before climbing out of bed.
I watched his naked body as he walked to the bathroom, but not once did he look back at me. I didn't exactly need a morning quickie but I would have minded a little spooning, maybe some pillow talk. Probably shouldn't have pinched his ass, then.
He didn't emerge and after collecting my things, I knocked on the bathroom door.
"I'm heading next door to shower and pack."
"Okay."
"Can I get something other than 'okay'?"
His laugh trailed from the other side of the door. "I believe I said 'asshole' earlier."
I grinned.
But when I reached for the door to leave, he opened the bathroom door and stepped directly into my arms, wrapping himself around me and pressing his face to my neck. He was still naked and when he glanced up, his eyes seemed a little red. Did he cry?
"Sorry." He said, kissing my jaw before pulling me in a longer, deeper kiss. "I just get nervous before flying."
He turned and walked back into the bathroom before I could meet his eyes and figure out if he was telling me the truth. Why was he acting so weirdly? Did something happen to him?
****
I took no time to shower and dress. But something kept me from going back over to Jun's room so soon. It was as if he needed some time alone in there, to deal with whatever silent battle he was waging with himself. I could tell he was conflicted but which way would he come down in the end? Would he decide he wanted to try? Or would he decide it wasn't possible to balance work and us?
When impatience won out over chivalry, I pulled my bad into the hallway and knocked on his door.
He opened it, dressed like hell with a white slim and a purple tank top.
"Hey, gorgeous."
He gave me a shaky smile, his face pale. "Hey."
"Ready to go?" I asked, starting to walk past him to get his bag. The sleeve of my jacket brushed against his bare arm and before I fully understood what was happening, he had my tie twisted around his fist and my back pressed against the wall, his mouth sliding over mine. I froze, surprised.
"Whoa, hello there." I mumbled against his lips. With one hand splayed on my chest, he began loosening my tie and groaned into my mouth when he felt my dick grow hard against him. His nimble fingers had my tie yanked from my collar and on the floor at my feet before I remembered we had a flight to catch.
"Jun." I said, struggling to pull back from his kisses. "Baby, we don't have the time for this."
"I don't care." He was nothing but teeth and lips, suction all down my neck, his hungry hands whipping my belt off, palming my cock. I cursed under my breath, completely unable to resist the way he gripped me through my pants, his bossy wiggling and tugging on my clothes.
"Fuck, Jun, you're fucking wild."
I whipped him around, pressing his back into the wall and shoving my hand up beneath his top. His greediness was infectious. I reached down and slid his pants and underwear down and lifted him off the floor. I needed to be in him, now.
"Tell me you want me." He said, the words coming out as exhales, only air. He was trembling, his eyes were squeezed closed.
"You have no idea. I want everything you'll give me."
"Tell me we can do this." He shoved my pants and boxers down past my knees and wrapped his legs around my waist, digging his heel into my ass. When my dick slipped against him, pushing just inside, I covered his mouth as he let out a small, keening noise. Almost a moan.
Almost a sob.
I pulled back, inspecting his face. Tears ran down his cheeks.
"Jun?"
"Don't stop." He said, hiccupping, leaning to suck at my neck. Hiding. With one hand, he tried to dig between us and reach for me. It was a weird kind of desperation. We knew frenzied fucking and we knew covert quickies but this was something else entirely.
"Stop." I pressed closer, pinning him tightly to the wall. "Baby, what are you doing?"
Finally, he opened his eyes, focusing on my collar.
"I just need to feel you one more time."
"What are you talking about, 'one more time'?"
He wouldn't look at me, wouldn't say anything, keeping his eyes on the ground.
"Jun, when we leave this room, we can leave everything here. Or we can take everything we have with us. I believe we can figure it out... But do you?"
He nodded, his lip pinned between his teeth so tightly the pink flesh was white. When he released it, it flushed a decadent, tempting red.
"I want to."
"I told you, I want more than this. I want to be with you. I want to be your lover." I swore, digging my hands into my hair. "I'm falling for you, Jun."
He bent over, laughing, relief spreading through his body. When he stood, he pulled me close again, pressing his lips to my cheek.
"Are you serious?"
"Totally serious. I want to be the only guy who fucks you against windows and also the first person you see in the morning. I'd also like to be the person who gets you chocolate ice cream when you're sick." With my mouth on his, and my hands on his face, I think he finally started to understand.
"Promise me you'll take me to bed when we get back." He said.
"I promise."
"Your bed."
"Fuck yes, my bed. My bed is huge, with a headboard I can tie you to and spank you silly for being ridiculous."
And in that moment, we were completely perfect.
In the hall, after one final kiss to his palm, I dropped his hand and led him down to the lobby.
And I understood one thing.
I was in love with him.
To be continued...
A/N : Sho finally confessed ! *claps her hands* he did great but it seems Jun isn’t well… morning sickness have started and maybe our diva’s weird attitude is because he knows for the pregnancy…or maybe not xD So, things will start to really move between them from now on and as I am freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee because my exams are over *yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh* I won’t make you wait too long for the next chapters :D See you soon <3
Author: Matsuaurore
Pairings: Sakumoto
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Au, comedy, romance, m-preg and a bit of angst xD
Disclaimer: If I could own them, my life would be perfect xD
Summary: Jun Matsumoto is a beautiful and clever assistant. His career is reaching the top and he will soon become a CEO but the only problem is his boss, Sho Sakurai. As handsome and attractive as a Top model but also a beautiful asshole. How Jun will reach his dream while ignoring his lust for his boss?
A/N: A big kiss for my BabySho for helping me with my baka mistakes <3
Chapter 13:
Sho's pov:
I opened my eyes with a groan as my body was shivering in coldness. I realized I was alone in the bed when I had fallen asleep with Jun in my arms. I looked toward the bathroom door, trying to focus on any noise I could hear coming from inside. I looked at the time: 5:14 a.m. What? Fumbling in the darkness, I put on a sweat pants and walked to the bathroom.
"Jun?" No answer. I knocked softly. "Jun?" A groan and soft shuffle sounded from the other side of the door.
"Just go away." His voice was hoarse and echoed off the bathroom walls.
"Baby, are you okay?"
"I'm not feeling well. I'll be fine, go back to bed."
"Is there anything I can get you?" I asked.
"I'm fine. Just please, go back to bed."
"But..."
"Sho." He groaned, obviously annoyed. Did he get sick? Walking back to the bed, I straightened the blankets and grabbed a bottle of water. I switched on the TV but didn't really watch it. The bathroom door opened and I flew off the couch, grabbing another bottle of water before entering the bedroom.
"Are you feeling better?" I asked.
"Yes. I think I just need to sleep now." He stumbled into bed, burying his face in the pillow with a groan.
"What was wrong?" I asked, pulling him in my arms.
"I started to throw up a lot. I think it's the sushi at dinner. My stomach feels weird." His eyes were closed.
"Why didn't you wake me up?"
"Because the last thing I needed was you in there watching me throw up." He replied almost grumpily.
"I could have done something."
"What could you have done? Food poisoning is a pretty lonely business." He replied.
"You need to sleep for the moment, you're very pale." I touched his hot forehead. Shit, he was burning. I put a wet towel on his forehead as I hadn't any cold patch. "Sleep now, I have a meeting tomorrow morning and will bring you some medicines."
When I left the next morning, Jun was asleep. His forehead was less warmed but I still bought some things to calm my worry. I knew he always tried to look strong to hide his weaknesses and I refused to let something happen to him.
When I came back, the bed was empty and I heard him in the bathroom, throwing up. I opened the door and kissed his head, not even bothered by the fact he was emptying his (already empty) stomach.
"Hey. Are you okay?" I asked as he was wiping his mouth and took his toothbrush.
"I've had better days. How was the meeting?" He smiled, cleaning his teeth. When he finished, I pulled him close, wrapping my arms all the way around his waist.
"Good. I missed you."
"Me too." My chest twisted tightly. What were we doing? Was this real or were we playing house for a few weeks and then returning to normal? I didn't think I could do our normal after this. I needed more. I needed him to be completely mine.
"Want to stay in bed while watching a movie?" I proposed.
"Hun." He nodded. He was still so pale and looked as if he was about to faint. I lifted him in my arms under his protestations and laid him on the bed to cover him quickly.
"What do you want to watch?"
"Hmm. Hachiko." I blinked, appalled. "What?" He asked as I didn't move.
"It's a dog story, Jun."
"Indeed. I like this movie. It's beautiful."
"Are you sure you don't want a comedy?"
"Yes."
"Alright." I sighed and put the movie before laying next to him. He laid his head on my chest and I stroked his skin for the whole movie. Of course, he ended up crying in my arms for hours. I knew his unstable mood would make him cry, he was acting so weirdly since yesterday night. But the advantage was I kept him in my arms and even fucked him to calm him down.
"How do you want it, Jun?" I asked as I was massaging his back.
"What?"
"Us." I clarified. "You and me. Jun and Sho. I realize this isn't simple for you."
"Well, I'm pretty sure I don't want to fight all the time." He bumped my shoulder playfully. "Although I do sort of like that part."
"Mmmm it will be hard with your sharp tongue.” I chuckled. “Where do you want to be?" I smiled.
"I guess that depends on whether it's realistic to think it can be anything."
"Okay, baby. I can handle just not fighting all the time."
"Sorry, this all feels a little new." He lowered his eyes.
"For me too." I reminded him. "What's your favorite movie?"
"Mmmm. I don't know. I love the French movie: Intouchables."
"You know this movie?" I asked with surprise.
"Hey, I don't speak French but I like France. They have several comedies that I like a lot. And Intouchables is a very funny and beautiful story."
"I saw it there. In French. You're right, it's a very good movie. I like Omar Sy a lot."
"Because of his filthy mouth?" Jun smirked.
"Yep."
"But you also love my filthy mouth."
"True. But I like it better when it's full." I said, meaningful smirk in place.
"You know, if you would shut up once in a while, you'd be damn near perfect." Jun rolled his eyes. I laughed and pulled him in my arms, covering our bodies as sleep was both taking us far away.
****
I woke up when my pillow was yanked out from under my head and Jun mumbled something incoherent about banana and sausages with cream on it. Erk, disgusting. I ran a greedy hand over his ass before rolling to look at the clock. It was only a little after five in the morning but I knew we had to get moving soon to make our eight o'clock flight. For the past decade my career had been my life and although I was growing more comfortable with the obliterating effect Jun had on that balance, I had to retrieve my focus. It was time to get home and put on the Boss hat. Jun was curled on his side, facing me, his hair falling on his cheek and most of his face was now cuddled into my pillow.
I could understand his hesitance to decide how our relationship would work back in reality. The Okinawa bubble had been amazing.
The blanket had moved during the night, uncovering our bodies and I took the chance to stare at his nude body. I could definitely get used to waking up with him in my bed. I tried to wake him up with my hand on his shoulder, then a kiss on his neck and finally a hard pinch on his ass.
He reached out and smacked my arm hard before I'd even pulled it back.
"Asshole."
"We should get up and get going. We need to be at the airport in a little over an hour." I smiled.
Jun rolled over, sat up, drank some water and kissed my shoulder before climbing out of bed.
I watched his naked body as he walked to the bathroom, but not once did he look back at me. I didn't exactly need a morning quickie but I would have minded a little spooning, maybe some pillow talk. Probably shouldn't have pinched his ass, then.
He didn't emerge and after collecting my things, I knocked on the bathroom door.
"I'm heading next door to shower and pack."
"Okay."
"Can I get something other than 'okay'?"
His laugh trailed from the other side of the door. "I believe I said 'asshole' earlier."
I grinned.
But when I reached for the door to leave, he opened the bathroom door and stepped directly into my arms, wrapping himself around me and pressing his face to my neck. He was still naked and when he glanced up, his eyes seemed a little red. Did he cry?
"Sorry." He said, kissing my jaw before pulling me in a longer, deeper kiss. "I just get nervous before flying."
He turned and walked back into the bathroom before I could meet his eyes and figure out if he was telling me the truth. Why was he acting so weirdly? Did something happen to him?
****
I took no time to shower and dress. But something kept me from going back over to Jun's room so soon. It was as if he needed some time alone in there, to deal with whatever silent battle he was waging with himself. I could tell he was conflicted but which way would he come down in the end? Would he decide he wanted to try? Or would he decide it wasn't possible to balance work and us?
When impatience won out over chivalry, I pulled my bad into the hallway and knocked on his door.
He opened it, dressed like hell with a white slim and a purple tank top.
"Hey, gorgeous."
He gave me a shaky smile, his face pale. "Hey."
"Ready to go?" I asked, starting to walk past him to get his bag. The sleeve of my jacket brushed against his bare arm and before I fully understood what was happening, he had my tie twisted around his fist and my back pressed against the wall, his mouth sliding over mine. I froze, surprised.
"Whoa, hello there." I mumbled against his lips. With one hand splayed on my chest, he began loosening my tie and groaned into my mouth when he felt my dick grow hard against him. His nimble fingers had my tie yanked from my collar and on the floor at my feet before I remembered we had a flight to catch.
"Jun." I said, struggling to pull back from his kisses. "Baby, we don't have the time for this."
"I don't care." He was nothing but teeth and lips, suction all down my neck, his hungry hands whipping my belt off, palming my cock. I cursed under my breath, completely unable to resist the way he gripped me through my pants, his bossy wiggling and tugging on my clothes.
"Fuck, Jun, you're fucking wild."
I whipped him around, pressing his back into the wall and shoving my hand up beneath his top. His greediness was infectious. I reached down and slid his pants and underwear down and lifted him off the floor. I needed to be in him, now.
"Tell me you want me." He said, the words coming out as exhales, only air. He was trembling, his eyes were squeezed closed.
"You have no idea. I want everything you'll give me."
"Tell me we can do this." He shoved my pants and boxers down past my knees and wrapped his legs around my waist, digging his heel into my ass. When my dick slipped against him, pushing just inside, I covered his mouth as he let out a small, keening noise. Almost a moan.
Almost a sob.
I pulled back, inspecting his face. Tears ran down his cheeks.
"Jun?"
"Don't stop." He said, hiccupping, leaning to suck at my neck. Hiding. With one hand, he tried to dig between us and reach for me. It was a weird kind of desperation. We knew frenzied fucking and we knew covert quickies but this was something else entirely.
"Stop." I pressed closer, pinning him tightly to the wall. "Baby, what are you doing?"
Finally, he opened his eyes, focusing on my collar.
"I just need to feel you one more time."
"What are you talking about, 'one more time'?"
He wouldn't look at me, wouldn't say anything, keeping his eyes on the ground.
"Jun, when we leave this room, we can leave everything here. Or we can take everything we have with us. I believe we can figure it out... But do you?"
He nodded, his lip pinned between his teeth so tightly the pink flesh was white. When he released it, it flushed a decadent, tempting red.
"I want to."
"I told you, I want more than this. I want to be with you. I want to be your lover." I swore, digging my hands into my hair. "I'm falling for you, Jun."
He bent over, laughing, relief spreading through his body. When he stood, he pulled me close again, pressing his lips to my cheek.
"Are you serious?"
"Totally serious. I want to be the only guy who fucks you against windows and also the first person you see in the morning. I'd also like to be the person who gets you chocolate ice cream when you're sick." With my mouth on his, and my hands on his face, I think he finally started to understand.
"Promise me you'll take me to bed when we get back." He said.
"I promise."
"Your bed."
"Fuck yes, my bed. My bed is huge, with a headboard I can tie you to and spank you silly for being ridiculous."
And in that moment, we were completely perfect.
In the hall, after one final kiss to his palm, I dropped his hand and led him down to the lobby.
And I understood one thing.
I was in love with him.
To be continued...
A/N : Sho finally confessed ! *claps her hands* he did great but it seems Jun isn’t well… morning sickness have started and maybe our diva’s weird attitude is because he knows for the pregnancy…or maybe not xD So, things will start to really move between them from now on and as I am freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee because my exams are over *yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh* I won’t make you wait too long for the next chapters :D See you soon <3