[Fanfic] Aware
Title: Aware
Author: Sunaina
Fandom: NewS
Main pairing: Koyato x Kusano
Category: Angst
Rating: NC-17
Sequel to Games
A/N: MY FIRST NC-17 EVER! I've always thought writing smex was only to work out the unsolved sexual tensions. But this was a surprising and entirely PWP pr0n! There’s no possible excuse for this rambling!!! Pretty please to forgive me if this sucks and... hmmm... yeah... I love you guys so much to you. ::hides::
Aware
Kusano hates to be touched by Koyama, but he keeps still.
He realizes Koyama doesn't touch him really, not the way Shige does. Koyama merely slides his hand against his skin in a roughly manner, leaves red marks and scratches, looking at him with a hint of disgust. It’s like punishment.
Kusano brings his legs together and closes his eyes, feels like a molested child. Eventually, Koyama will get bored of him, he thinks. He wishes.
Kusano knows Koyama's done with him the moment he pushes him off bed, and reaches for Shige, who is sitting next to him. Kusano lands on his side, hitting against the white tiles of the room floor.
Koyama's hands grasp Shige's hips, pulling him close, makes Shige cradle. Shige straddles Koyama's form, standing on his hands and knees. The way his back arches makes him resembles to a cat.
"Don't be so mean to him." Shige's whinny tone and pout irritate Kusano.
It annoys Kusano the way Koyama treats Shige, the way Shige abandons himself to Koyama. It's irritating how they stare at each other with wide eyes, rushing breaths.
Shige leans over and kiss Koyama, eyes still open. It’s almost deviant. Kusano sees a glimpse of their pink tongues and the glow of saliva trickling from the corner of their mouths. They roll over the mattress until Koyama claims the top, as usual.
From there, Kusano has to witness their lack of restraint, but it can’t be unnoticed. Seeing the way Shige sprawl with lewd wantonness, the way he bites his bottom lip, his hands caressing his own chest in a lascivious way, making their way down and disappearing between his legs, among their bodies.
And Kusano realizes it's even worse to just watch. But he can’t help it, can't ignore it.
The entire picture hypnotizes him. Shige’s soft forms and rounded shapes, cherry-tainted cheeks and strawberry lips, can’t help to notice that either. The contrast of Koyama's gold skin against Shige's white silkiness, it takes time to fully appreciate it. And Kusano has had so much time.
The sight is beautiful. It's complete. Perfect.
"You want him, do you?" Koyama asks abruptly, without a warning, and Kusano is not sure is he's talking to him, for he keeps staring at Shige, keeps nuzzling at Shige's pale neck.
"Do you?!" Koyama asks louder, almost growling the words.
Kusano nods, not sure if Koyama can see it.
Shige grins, laughs bitterly. Apparently, he finds Kusano's answer entertaining.
"Why are you laughing?" Koyama looks at Shige, kisses his neck and keeps his lips against the damp skin.
Shige stares at Kusano.
"Kei is jealous... because I want Kusano too." He smiles.
Koyama lifts his heads and looks at Shige, he seems hurt for a second, but his expression turns serious immediately. He turns to look at Kusano, he looks angry. Shige keeps laughing.
Kusano doesn't know why he feels so scared. He shakes his head and averts his eyes, fearing Koyama would do something to him.
Koyama reaches for Shige’s hand beneath him, stopping Shige from keep touching himself. Shige gasps, his back arching.
Kusano envies how Koyama can turn Shige into a mute person. He simply becomes voiceless, as if he has forgotten how to speak. Kusano is not yet sure if what they feel is love, instead of a frenzied passion. He does know it's powerful and consuming.
Shige flip Koyama over, pinning him to the bed, straddles him. He puts a hand on Koyama's chest, slips due to the sweaty skin, but manages to support the weight. Shige lifts himself and grins.
Kusano knows what’s coming and he doesn’t look, he focuses on the expressions instead.
Shige lowers himself slowly, making contact with Koyama again, whimpers softly, and starts to sway his hips not hesitating, but teasingly. He shuts his eyes for a few seconds, parts his lips.
"Don't move... please." Shige positions himself, his nails digging into Koyama's chest.
As he's told, Koyama doesn't move. He keeps still, looking at the ceiling. He waits for Shige to start moving.
Kusano knows when Shige is faking it, Shige doesn't moan when he's enjoying it. His voice gets trapped in his throat, just pitiful whines and guttural sounds manage to let his mouth, and the sounds are still too dirty for such sweet lips. The delicate brows draw together, eyes wide shut, pouts while his lips are still parted.
"Kei is so big." Shige is not speaking the words anymore, he's breathing them out.
Shige bites the tip of his index finger, licking it occasionally, "de… deeper." He smiles with his index finger still inside his mouth, enjoying the harsh friction.
Wonders if Shige has realized already Kusano is aware all the time. That Kusano cares so much. Kusano knows Shige since the very first time, since he took Shige’s virginity.
It all comes to an end. Shige puts a hand over Koyama's mouth, muffling any sounds. Kusano hears Koyama's repressed moan, but he doesn't look at him.
Shige giggles, lifts himself, getting out of Koyama slowly, and makes a hissing sound.
Kusano anticipates as Shige leaves the bed, without looking back, stumbles slightly over his still trembling legs, but manages to walk. Rests his back against a near wall and starts to slide to the floor slowly.
Koyama rests a hand over his belly, his eyes closed, seems asleep, but Kusano is sure he's not. Koyama cares a lot too. He never falls asleep before Shige does. He likes to hold Shige's sleeping form and gaze at his calm face.
Kusano notices that Koyama is broken, wretched.
Shige looks at Kusano, raises his knees and spreads his legs. His bare foot rubs against the floor. His fingers draw lines down from his knee to the inside of his milky thighs.
"Come." Kusano wonders how Shige can smile like that. How he can be so careless.
But Kusano obeys even so, settling between Shige's spread legs, tries to not look at his bareness. Feels air headed when he fails.
Shige grins, gets up and does Kusano the same way he did Koyama.
Kusano feels sick when he senses Koyama’s warmth still inside Shige. He winces, tries to ignore the thick sensation, the foreigner heat.
Shige clings to Kusano, hugs him. Both boys cuddle on the cold floor.
“Kusano is so kind to me… so tender.”
Shige is aware of Kusano, but, strangely, Kusano doesn't feel happy for it.
A/N: skljkjhsafkjskskfshkajhakjsajfhkjasfhkjsahkjfskjsfhksjhakjfhjk I'm so glad rotten tomatoes don't hit that hard!