[Sakuraiba] Ma-kun in the Showers
TITLE: Ma-kun in the Showers
PAIRING: Sakurai Sho/Aiba Masaki
RATING: NC-17 (shower smut)
LENGTH: 1,581 words
DISCLAIMER: I own not Arashi and never will.
SUMMARY: Aiba gets more than he expected when Sho obliges to his request to be called "Ma-kun".
Happy reading! ♥
"Ma-kun," the low voice groaned in his ear, bringing more tremors of pleasure throughout his body.
"S-sho-chan, s-stop--ah," Aiba moaned as Sho inserted a finger into him. The tall, slender man could only whimper, chanting "oh"s and "ah"s which echoed through the room. His moans bounced on the tiled walls as the rapper thrust the finger in and out of him.
They were in the shower room, having finished concert rehearsals. Rehearsals had finished long ago. All the Arashi members and some few juniors that rehearsed with them had already finished showering and had gone home. All except for them.
During rehearsal, there was some talk of what they wanted to be called by their lover. It was Nino's random topic starter, saying he'd love to call Ohno "Gabrielle"* for which the gamer got a heavy smack on the head from a furrow-browed Jun. Not quite getting the underlying kink of Nino's topic, equally clueless as Leader who just kept staring at Nino, Aiba admitted with bright, innocent eyes, "I'd like to be called 'Ma-kun'." Right after, he could feel a strange, lingering gaze on him, a gaze not as sweet as usual and pinned on him harder. When he looked to the source of the gaze, he traced it back to Sho, smiling sweet like always, though a trace of danger seemed to be present in his eyes unlike before.
"Hmm, being so tight for me, Ma-kun?" Sho groaned again in Aiba's ear, Ma-kun said so hungrily filled with lust, as he inserted another finger, scissoring him. His other arm wrapped around Aiba's torso, giving the tall man balance. He pushed Aiba further against the shower wall, making the tall man feel the cold wall full on his chest. Perhaps this defined that 'danger' in Sho's eyes earlier that day.
"St-stop it, Sh--sho-chan." Aiba moaned, mouth gape open to let out breathless puffs at the pleasure of the intruding finger. The cold wall on his chest and the cold droplets of water from the shower falling on his back made him feel the warmth of the digit inside him more.
"How could you want me to stop, Ma-kun?" Sho grunted in pleasure against Aiba's ear. He licked behind the taller man's ear, trailing his tongue down to the dark birthmark. He drank the saltiness of the tan skin, and lapped on the cold droplets of water flowing along the alluring birthmark. "Just look at you here," he whispered again to Aiba's ear, voice low in his throat. He slowly slid a hand down the front of Aiba's torso, making the owner whimper endlessly in pleasure, following the flow of shower water on the tan skin, until his hand reached the erect member. "Ma-kun Junior's quite enjoying it, though?" Sho teased, giving it a light squeeze before starting to pump it up and down.
Aiba tried to grab the walls but to no avail. He found no source of support, nothing to grab on. He groaned loud, though his voice was stuck in his throat, making him mewl out unintelligible moans. The half-restrained sounds only fueled Sho more.
"Ma-kun," Sho groaned low, growing more lustful as he inserted another finger into Aiba's tight hole.
"Ah, ah, w-wait, Shochan," Aiba huffed, back arching at the pleasure as he released another moan. "P-please don't--"
Sho stilled his fingers inside the taller man and kept a tight grip on the aching member, stopping for a moment. "What is it, Ma-kun?" Sho asked to his ear, barely a whisper.
Aiba breathed heavily, trying to form the words he wanted to say in his head. But he could only feel Sho more once he stopped. The cold droplets of water and the icier cold wall couldn't compare to Sho's warm hand around his aching member. Sho's warm fingers stretching him deep. Sho's warm breath by his ear. Sho's warmth outlining his arched back. Amidst Sho's voice repeatedly calling him 'Ma-kun' so sexily, he searched for the words he wanted to say in his head desperately.
"D-don't call me, M-ma-kun." He said shakily, body trembling from the abrupt stop of pleasuring teases. The slender figure needed more.
"And why not?" Sho teased, pulling the taller man closer to his body, making him fully contour the slender back. He pulled the thin hips closer to his own, making his length rub against one of the lighter-skinned cheeks. "Didn't you want to be called that by your lover?"
"Y-yeah, by you, but--ngh," Aiba mewled, feeling the other's hard member rub against one of his butt cheeks. He could feel his body turning warmer, his insides throbbing with more need for Sho.
Sho chuckled at the squirming body he enveloped. He knew from the beginning why Aiba wanted him to stop, but it was so much fun teasing a person as genuine as Aiba Masaki to admit something perverted he innocently wasn't able to grasp early. "But? Go on, Ma-kun."
"Y-you're--" Aiba's shoulders continued to heave up and down, hands continued to struggle for anything to clutch onto, breath still as shaky and unstable. He was almost scratching the wall, still finding some way to relieve himself of the pleasure he felt. It was too much to handle.
"Yeah?" Sho nibbled on Aiba's earlobe, making Aiba's mouth gape wide open for another pleasured moan.
"You--ah--s-saying 'Ma-kun'," The tall man struggled through broken breaths. More lustful gasps escaped his mouth as Sho started licking his nape, sucking on a tender spot that usually tickled the gleeful man.
"Uh-hum?" Sho teased further, breathing on the thin neck while his thumb found the tip of the taller man's throbbing member, rubbing it. The pleasures, how it stops and starts, Sho making him feel it bit by bit, Aiba couldn't take it anymore. It was all too good. He spoke with impatience.
"It t-turns me on--ngh--m-more than us-usua--ah--Sh-sho-chan." Aiba turned his head to the direction of the rapper as much as he could. With erotically lustful, wanton eyes, he begged, "P-please. Just t-take me already."
Sho licked his lips, the urge to devour the person between him and the wall escalating exponentially by the second. He breathed a low groan into the thoroughly tongue-fucked ear. "Okay, Ma-kun."
A loud "ah" escaped Aiba's quivering lips as Sho, with one swift move, replaced his fingers with his own neglected but earnestly ready cock in the tight hole. Aiba's warmth engulfed him, scorched his aching need just as he wanted, squeezed him tight like he needed. "Nngh, so good, Ma-kun." he said, licking on the ear neglected earlier on.
"Sh-sho-chan," Aiba moaned loud again as Sho started driving his length in and out of his still tight hole, trying to get the full length inside while pumping Aiba's aching member to his rhythm. He planted kisses along Aiba's shoulder, making the slender figure shudder from all the pleasure he felt. Aiba hissed, arching his back again, making his chest feel more contact with the cold wall as he hit against it due to muscular man's powerful thrusts.
"Sh-sho--chan, f-faster," The taller man whined amidst more pleasured moans. Voice urgent and needy.
"So lewd," Sho grunted, pulling his lips to a smirk. Obliging, he grabbed the thin hips to drive himself in and out faster, driving himself deeper, thrusting wilder. Aiba could only lean forward against the cold wall, moaning against it with every thrust that sent electric pulses of pleasure throughout his body. He whimpered more and more, chanting Sho's name like a mantra amidst different pitches of "oh"s and "ah"s.
"Sho-cha--nngh," Aiba mewled as Sho hit his prostate. He could only mewl, moan and whimper as Sho accurately hit his sweet spot over and over again.
"Ma-kun," Sho groaned, biting unto the sensitive spot in his ear where the taller man once had an earring. His thrusts kept coming, relentless and persistent, each one faster than the other, accurately hitting Aiba right. Aiba was lost in the world of pleasure. He could feel Sho so much, with every thrust, with every hit, with every lick, he could feel his climax coming soon.
"Shochan," he managed to say straight between moans, "c-coming."
"M-me, too." Sho groaned against Aiba's ear. He cast a few more quick thrusts until with one deep thrust, pulling Aiba close to him, he felt Aiba squeeze him tight as Aiba himself came. At the same time, Sho, too, released his seed inside the warm hole.
The two collapsed to their knees, weak from all the pleasure. Only their uneven breathing and the sound of the droplets of water hitting the tiled floor sounded the room. The cold water cooled them down.
"Was I too harsh?" Sho asked, pulling the weaker man towards him in a hug after a moment of cooling down.
Aiba chuckled weakly, still tired. "Nah, it was good." He smiled up to Sho, grinning his usual cheerful grin. "Really good. Shochan should lose himself more often."
"Eh," Sho's cheeks flushed pink, unknowing if he should be happy about a compliment, or wait, was it a compliment? "B-but--"
Sho was interrupted by soft lips on his and a dominating tongue that parted them. Their tongues battled against each other, tasting each other like they hadn't before. Once they broke apart, panting again, Sho noticed Aiba's throbbing member poking against his own, probably about to rub against it. "So is it my turn, Sho-san?"
And the cycle continued.
*Kokuritsu Kaibutsukun MC reference
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AFTERNOTES: I started writing this smut fic shortly after the fluffy smut one. What am I? On perv high? @____@; Well, I've got a few more prompts in my head. I'unno if they'll get written. I hope they will. ♥ But I bet my acads will hope those fics won't get written. LOL~
Hope you enjoyed reading this one. Quite aiming for hot, steamy shower smut. I hope I reached that. lol This one's quite shallow compared to my other fics. So. :'D
PAIRING: Sakurai Sho/Aiba Masaki
RATING: NC-17 (shower smut)
LENGTH: 1,581 words
DISCLAIMER: I own not Arashi and never will.
SUMMARY: Aiba gets more than he expected when Sho obliges to his request to be called "Ma-kun".
Happy reading! ♥
"Ma-kun," the low voice groaned in his ear, bringing more tremors of pleasure throughout his body.
"S-sho-chan, s-stop--ah," Aiba moaned as Sho inserted a finger into him. The tall, slender man could only whimper, chanting "oh"s and "ah"s which echoed through the room. His moans bounced on the tiled walls as the rapper thrust the finger in and out of him.
They were in the shower room, having finished concert rehearsals. Rehearsals had finished long ago. All the Arashi members and some few juniors that rehearsed with them had already finished showering and had gone home. All except for them.
During rehearsal, there was some talk of what they wanted to be called by their lover. It was Nino's random topic starter, saying he'd love to call Ohno "Gabrielle"* for which the gamer got a heavy smack on the head from a furrow-browed Jun. Not quite getting the underlying kink of Nino's topic, equally clueless as Leader who just kept staring at Nino, Aiba admitted with bright, innocent eyes, "I'd like to be called 'Ma-kun'." Right after, he could feel a strange, lingering gaze on him, a gaze not as sweet as usual and pinned on him harder. When he looked to the source of the gaze, he traced it back to Sho, smiling sweet like always, though a trace of danger seemed to be present in his eyes unlike before.
"Hmm, being so tight for me, Ma-kun?" Sho groaned again in Aiba's ear, Ma-kun said so hungrily filled with lust, as he inserted another finger, scissoring him. His other arm wrapped around Aiba's torso, giving the tall man balance. He pushed Aiba further against the shower wall, making the tall man feel the cold wall full on his chest. Perhaps this defined that 'danger' in Sho's eyes earlier that day.
"St-stop it, Sh--sho-chan." Aiba moaned, mouth gape open to let out breathless puffs at the pleasure of the intruding finger. The cold wall on his chest and the cold droplets of water from the shower falling on his back made him feel the warmth of the digit inside him more.
"How could you want me to stop, Ma-kun?" Sho grunted in pleasure against Aiba's ear. He licked behind the taller man's ear, trailing his tongue down to the dark birthmark. He drank the saltiness of the tan skin, and lapped on the cold droplets of water flowing along the alluring birthmark. "Just look at you here," he whispered again to Aiba's ear, voice low in his throat. He slowly slid a hand down the front of Aiba's torso, making the owner whimper endlessly in pleasure, following the flow of shower water on the tan skin, until his hand reached the erect member. "Ma-kun Junior's quite enjoying it, though?" Sho teased, giving it a light squeeze before starting to pump it up and down.
Aiba tried to grab the walls but to no avail. He found no source of support, nothing to grab on. He groaned loud, though his voice was stuck in his throat, making him mewl out unintelligible moans. The half-restrained sounds only fueled Sho more.
"Ma-kun," Sho groaned low, growing more lustful as he inserted another finger into Aiba's tight hole.
"Ah, ah, w-wait, Shochan," Aiba huffed, back arching at the pleasure as he released another moan. "P-please don't--"
Sho stilled his fingers inside the taller man and kept a tight grip on the aching member, stopping for a moment. "What is it, Ma-kun?" Sho asked to his ear, barely a whisper.
Aiba breathed heavily, trying to form the words he wanted to say in his head. But he could only feel Sho more once he stopped. The cold droplets of water and the icier cold wall couldn't compare to Sho's warm hand around his aching member. Sho's warm fingers stretching him deep. Sho's warm breath by his ear. Sho's warmth outlining his arched back. Amidst Sho's voice repeatedly calling him 'Ma-kun' so sexily, he searched for the words he wanted to say in his head desperately.
"D-don't call me, M-ma-kun." He said shakily, body trembling from the abrupt stop of pleasuring teases. The slender figure needed more.
"And why not?" Sho teased, pulling the taller man closer to his body, making him fully contour the slender back. He pulled the thin hips closer to his own, making his length rub against one of the lighter-skinned cheeks. "Didn't you want to be called that by your lover?"
"Y-yeah, by you, but--ngh," Aiba mewled, feeling the other's hard member rub against one of his butt cheeks. He could feel his body turning warmer, his insides throbbing with more need for Sho.
Sho chuckled at the squirming body he enveloped. He knew from the beginning why Aiba wanted him to stop, but it was so much fun teasing a person as genuine as Aiba Masaki to admit something perverted he innocently wasn't able to grasp early. "But? Go on, Ma-kun."
"Y-you're--" Aiba's shoulders continued to heave up and down, hands continued to struggle for anything to clutch onto, breath still as shaky and unstable. He was almost scratching the wall, still finding some way to relieve himself of the pleasure he felt. It was too much to handle.
"Yeah?" Sho nibbled on Aiba's earlobe, making Aiba's mouth gape wide open for another pleasured moan.
"You--ah--s-saying 'Ma-kun'," The tall man struggled through broken breaths. More lustful gasps escaped his mouth as Sho started licking his nape, sucking on a tender spot that usually tickled the gleeful man.
"Uh-hum?" Sho teased further, breathing on the thin neck while his thumb found the tip of the taller man's throbbing member, rubbing it. The pleasures, how it stops and starts, Sho making him feel it bit by bit, Aiba couldn't take it anymore. It was all too good. He spoke with impatience.
"It t-turns me on--ngh--m-more than us-usua--ah--Sh-sho-chan." Aiba turned his head to the direction of the rapper as much as he could. With erotically lustful, wanton eyes, he begged, "P-please. Just t-take me already."
Sho licked his lips, the urge to devour the person between him and the wall escalating exponentially by the second. He breathed a low groan into the thoroughly tongue-fucked ear. "Okay, Ma-kun."
A loud "ah" escaped Aiba's quivering lips as Sho, with one swift move, replaced his fingers with his own neglected but earnestly ready cock in the tight hole. Aiba's warmth engulfed him, scorched his aching need just as he wanted, squeezed him tight like he needed. "Nngh, so good, Ma-kun." he said, licking on the ear neglected earlier on.
"Sh-sho-chan," Aiba moaned loud again as Sho started driving his length in and out of his still tight hole, trying to get the full length inside while pumping Aiba's aching member to his rhythm. He planted kisses along Aiba's shoulder, making the slender figure shudder from all the pleasure he felt. Aiba hissed, arching his back again, making his chest feel more contact with the cold wall as he hit against it due to muscular man's powerful thrusts.
"Sh-sho--chan, f-faster," The taller man whined amidst more pleasured moans. Voice urgent and needy.
"So lewd," Sho grunted, pulling his lips to a smirk. Obliging, he grabbed the thin hips to drive himself in and out faster, driving himself deeper, thrusting wilder. Aiba could only lean forward against the cold wall, moaning against it with every thrust that sent electric pulses of pleasure throughout his body. He whimpered more and more, chanting Sho's name like a mantra amidst different pitches of "oh"s and "ah"s.
"Sho-cha--nngh," Aiba mewled as Sho hit his prostate. He could only mewl, moan and whimper as Sho accurately hit his sweet spot over and over again.
"Ma-kun," Sho groaned, biting unto the sensitive spot in his ear where the taller man once had an earring. His thrusts kept coming, relentless and persistent, each one faster than the other, accurately hitting Aiba right. Aiba was lost in the world of pleasure. He could feel Sho so much, with every thrust, with every hit, with every lick, he could feel his climax coming soon.
"Shochan," he managed to say straight between moans, "c-coming."
"M-me, too." Sho groaned against Aiba's ear. He cast a few more quick thrusts until with one deep thrust, pulling Aiba close to him, he felt Aiba squeeze him tight as Aiba himself came. At the same time, Sho, too, released his seed inside the warm hole.
The two collapsed to their knees, weak from all the pleasure. Only their uneven breathing and the sound of the droplets of water hitting the tiled floor sounded the room. The cold water cooled them down.
"Was I too harsh?" Sho asked, pulling the weaker man towards him in a hug after a moment of cooling down.
Aiba chuckled weakly, still tired. "Nah, it was good." He smiled up to Sho, grinning his usual cheerful grin. "Really good. Shochan should lose himself more often."
"Eh," Sho's cheeks flushed pink, unknowing if he should be happy about a compliment, or wait, was it a compliment? "B-but--"
Sho was interrupted by soft lips on his and a dominating tongue that parted them. Their tongues battled against each other, tasting each other like they hadn't before. Once they broke apart, panting again, Sho noticed Aiba's throbbing member poking against his own, probably about to rub against it. "So is it my turn, Sho-san?"
And the cycle continued.
*Kokuritsu Kaibutsukun MC reference
= = = = =
AFTERNOTES: I started writing this smut fic shortly after the fluffy smut one. What am I? On perv high? @____@; Well, I've got a few more prompts in my head. I'unno if they'll get written. I hope they will. ♥ But I bet my acads will hope those fics won't get written. LOL~
Hope you enjoyed reading this one. Quite aiming for hot, steamy shower smut. I hope I reached that. lol This one's quite shallow compared to my other fics. So. :'D