Like a Puppy [KamePi]

Jun 08, 2007 19:46



Jin and Yamapi really love their dog, Kame observes bemusedly as he watches the pair vigorously rub Pin’s underside before the dog rolls to its feet and tries to jump on them lovingly. They laugh loudly as Pin wags his tail excitedly, pawing at his owners’ legs in attempt to get closer to them, and Kame finds himself watching Yamapi’s smile, which for once is completely unguarded. Yamapi’s developed a habit of covering his mouth and controlling himself when laughing; it started on television and became a casual behavior in real life, but occasionally he forgets to worry about such things, and Kame thinks that this is when Yamapi shines brightest.

Jin stoops down to Pin’s level and gives the dog a quick kiss on the mouth before wiping his mouth and laughing, and Yamapi giggles. “See, you’ll kiss anyone,” he teases, and Jin laughs again.

“Not just anyone,” he says with a smile, putting a hand under Yamapi’s chin, and they stare at each other for a moment before breaking out into giggles. Kame knows it’s a joke; they always joke around like that, but today he feels slightly unsettled.

Yamapi insists that he wants to know whom Pin loves more, Yamapi or Jin, and they both squeal, “Play dead!” before ungracefully plopping on the carpet and stretching out, lying still and hardly breathing.

After a few moments, Pin makes a small whining noise, trotting around his masters a few times and poking his nose at them before he crawls onto Yamapi’s chest, worriedly poking his face into Yamapi’s. He whines again, low in his throat before licking at Yamapi’s cheeks, and Yamapi tries to suppress his giggles. He fails, and his body shakes lightly with held laughter before he cracks an eye open and smiles at the dog, who moves to curl contentedly in Yamapi’s lap as the boy sits up, giggling again.

“I win,” Yamapi boasts happily to Jin, who pouts back at him.

“Whatever,” Jin sniffs, rising from the floor. “Come on, Pin!” he calls as he weaves through the few rooms, and Yamapi follows the chase to Jin’s bedroom, Kame in tow. Pin races to pick up a small ball on the floor of Jin’s room, and he hands it happily to Jin, who laughs and tosses it back to the dog. It rolls out of the room and Pin runs to capture it, and Jin tags along, laughing jovially with Yamapi. But when Yamapi heads to leave the room as well, Kame captures his arm to hold him back, and shuts the door before locking it.

“What are you doing, Kame?” Yamapi asks happily as he turns back, laughter yet to fade from his face.

“You’re just an overgrown puppy, aren’t you?” Kame asks with a small smile.

“What?” Yamapi asks, tilting his head cutely. Kame lets out a breath and pushes the older boy onto Jin’s bed, rubbing a hand over the smooth muscle of Yamapi’s chest underneath his t-shirt. Yamapi makes a startled noise, and Kame repeats himself. “Like a puppy,” he laughs.

“W-what are you doing, Kame?” Yamapi stutters, not comprehending as Kame pulls his t-shirt off over his head, sweeping hands across the expanse of his chest.

“I’m petting you,” Kame says sweetly, thumbing over Yamapi’s nipples. Yamapi lets a small whimper escape, and Kame smirks. He moves his hands lower, tracing Yamapi’s hard abs, letting his fingers dip under the low waistband of Yamapi’s pants. “Now I’m rubbing your belly,” he continues, loving the way Yamapi whimpers quietly and trembles slightly underneath his fingers. The older boy is warm and comfortable, and Kame wouldn’t mind one bit if Yamapi wanted to curl up in his lap like a puppy would. He threads his fingers through Yamapi’s hair, pulls the older boy close and works the thin skin behind Yamapi’s ear with his lips, kissing and lightly sucking and scraping his teeth across the sensitive point, and Yamapi groans before letting Kame’s name fall from his mouth breathily.

“I’m scratching behind your ears,” Kame whispers before pulling away slightly. He contemplates “washing” Yamapi with his tongue, but one look at Yamapi’s closed eyes and his rapidly rising and falling chest spikes his desire, and he reaches for Yamapi’s pants, unfastening them as he drawls lowly, “I wonder if this puppy can do any tricks?”

“Speak,” Kame breathes, slowly pumping Yamapi’s erection. The older boy automatically lets out a small moan as he bucks his hips wantonly, much to Kame’s satisfaction. “Good boy,” he murmurs, increasing his tempo in reward, teasing him by alternating trailing fingers and solid strokes. Yamapi whines low in his throat, wanting more, throwing his head back and baring his neck. Kame pumps once more before pressing his hands into the bed, leaning up to press kisses down the smooth neck. Yamapi whines again in impatience as Kame pulls back to take off his own clothes, almost pawing at Kame’s chest while the younger man laughs fondly.

As much as he is tempted to, Kame doesn’t want to go all out and fuck Yamapi senseless in Jin’s bed - that’s just a little too awkward. Instead, he readies to push his own stiffness against Yamapi’s so that he might find release himself, but he hesitates. “Beg,” he all but demands, a lustful glint in his eye. Yamapi opens his eyes to look into Kame’s face, and the younger man feels himself harden instantly at the depth and the want of those dark eyes. “Kame - Kame, please,” Yamapi whines in a needy voice, sense of pride thrown aside in favor of release, and Kame nearly comes then and there as Yamapi writhes anxiously beneath him. He thrusts his hips into Yamapi’s repeatedly, creating messy friction between their groins, colliding and rubbing and taking in Yamapi’s breathless moans and groaning himself at how good it feels.

“Come,” Kame gasps, and Yamapi can’t help but obey.

-

“What were you two doing?” Jin asks suspiciously, looking up from his crouched position over Pin’s freshly filled food dish, one hand on Pin’s back, eyeing Yamapi’s flushed face.
“Playing with a puppy,” Kame answers blithely over Yamapi’s nervous squeak.

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