Clearing old files #2
Pairing: Jinno
Disclaimer: They're not mine. Sad but true.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jin's a rooky cop, Taguchi's an inmate, sex ensues. PWP.
A/N: Wrote ages ago for ayu_t , under request. Un-betaed and full of awful mistakes.
Taguchi smiled, placing his cuffed hands on his lap. He cocked his head slightly to his right, looking at the policeman with gentle eyes. Jin squirmed a little on his chair, scolding himself mentally as he tried to mantain a serious face. Taguchi was chatting away happily, though he wasn’t listening at all. Jin let out an annoyed grunt under his breath, rubbing his temples.
“Shut up, Taguchi.”
“Is anything wrong, Akanishi-kun?”
“Just shut up!”
Taguchi blinked surprised, but fell quiet, though Jin’s harsh answer didn’t affect his smile at all. He rested against the back of his chair and threw his head back, exposing his long neck to Jin’s sight. Jin fisted his hands, closing his eyes to try and erease the imagine from his neck. Mind. Fuck.
In Jin’s opinion, Taguchi shouldn’t look so good on the prisioner’s jumpsuit. Nobody should look good in a bright orange jumpsuit. Just Taguchi did. Jin knew he shouldn’t think like that - he was the policeman after all - but Taguchi looked good on just everything, in Jin’s opinion. He had that lean body, tall and fit…
Jin startled out of his daze when Taguchi spoke again, a worried look on the inmate’s eyes. Jin hadn’t heard the question, but he grunted to the boy to shut up again. Taguchi didn’t seem to mind, though, and complied. At least for a while.
“Akanishi-kun, can you please undo the cuffs? My wrists hurt.”
“No. You’re a prisioner. You’re supposed to wear handcuffs.”
“We’ve known each other for long enough for you to trust me, Akanishi-kun. I won’t try to escape.”
Jin looked at him doubtfully. Taguchi’s soft smile made him look innocent and trustworhty, but if he was in prision it was because of something. Jin knew he shouldn’t trust him. But Jin wanted to release him. He got up slowly, walking around the table and stopping in front of the tallest man. He looked at Taguchi warily as he brought out the cuff’s keys and stuck them in the lock.
“Don’t do anything weird. I still have my electric gun. If you try anything, I’ll hurt you.”
Taguchi looked at him and smiled, massaging his wrists softly. It didn’t look suspicious at all, and Jin started to turn around to go back to his chair. Next thing he knew he was being slammed against the wall, his hands pinned together above his head. Before he could do anything about it he heard the snap of metal closing around his wrists, his own handcuffs now holding his hands together. Taguchi chuckled darkly on his ear, sliding his free hand under the policeman’s uniform shirt.
“Policemen are never supposed to let their guard down, Akanishi-kun~ Even a rooky like you should know that. Maybe I should teach you why is that~”
Jin shivered as Taguchi’s long calloused fingers found a nipple, immediately pinching and twisting it roughly. He gasped, trying to struggle his way out of the man’s reach, but the grip on his wrists was too strong to break free. And what was worse, he was starting to feel aroused at the way Taguchi’s breath tickled the skin behind his ear. Jin was pretty sure he wasn’t supposed to feel hot for a prisioner. Not for his prisioner. But to be honest he had always thought Taguchi was handsome and sexy.
Taguchi leaned in to press his mouth against the policeman’s nape, sucking loudly and leaving a red mark. He continued his ministrations everywhere he could reach without taking away the shirt or the tie. Meanwhile he got bored abusing Jin’s nipples, and slowly trailed his hand downwards, tickling the warm quivering stomach in his way. Jin yelped and renewed his attempts to scape when Taguchi’s hand reached his belt and started to undo it.
“T- Taguchi... Wa- wait! You can’t do this!”
“Of course I can, Akanishi-kun. Who is going to stop me?”
Jin’s all reply was a loud moan as the taller man slipped his hand inside his trousers and squeezed his growing erection roughly over his underwear. He bit his lips harshly, trying to stop another noise to leave them as Taguchi started rubbing him. Jin’s cheeks were flushed a dark hue of pink, his breathing slowly growing heavier as he became more and more hard. Taguchi chuckled, biting softly on his neck. The inmate started pushing the policeman’s trousers and underwear down, feeling the man tense under him. He patted his butt, and Jin breath hitched.
“I’m afraid we don’t have lube, Akanishi-kun... You better relax if you don’t want it to be even worse.”
Jin twisted his head to look at him with horrified eyes, but Taguchi just gave him his usual kind smile. Only there was something off with it, something vaguely disturbing that unsettled Jin and aroused him at the same time. He couldn’t tear his eyes from the inmate as the man brought his fingers to the policeman’s mouth, slowly pushing them inside and signaling Jin to suck on them. The man glared at him offendedly and considered biting down on the digits for a moment, but finally started licking them.
Taguchi brought his fingers away all too soon, pressing his whole body against Jin’s to keep him against the wall, so all the policeman could do when the taller man pushed his fingers into him was scream. Jin trashed, but the inmate’s grip was strong and there was nothing he could do against it, more than accept the pain of the rough stretch. Taguchi was working his fingers fast, letting out little groans by Jin’s ear at the tightness around them that made his cock twitch.
Jin had to bit down on his own arm when Taguchi finally pushed into him slowly, dry and rough. He shook and muffled a scream of pain, tears spiking at his eyes as he couldn’t do anything to prevent them. Taguchi wasn’t moving fast, hips snapping forward in long calculated motions, but the pain wouldn’t fade away, the inmate’s cock stretching the policeman’s hole so wide Jin felt like he was going to tear up.
“You should relax, Akanishi-kun, you’ll enjoy this so much more~”
Jin was surprised when Taguchi adjusted his position, hitting a spot inside him that made him arch in pleasure with a loud gasp. He pushed back into the taller man without realizing what he was doing until the inmate tsked his tongue over his ear, tugging a little on the earlobe with his teeth. He moved his hips again and Jin collapsed back against the wall, panting heavily with his eyes tightly shut. When Taguchi released the grip on his wrists he didn’t try to break free and only continued to move with him, too engrossed on the new sensations, too ovewhelmed by the new pleasure to acknowlodge anything apart from the clash of sweaty skins together, their heavy breaths mixing, interrupted by moans and gasps.
Taguchi held Jin’s hips with one hand, sneaking the other around his body to take a hold of his slowly hardening cock. Jin jerked at the touch, a suprised moan leaving his lips as he snapped his hips up. He looked back at the inmate, his eyes clouded with confusion behind the lust.
“W- What-?”
“Just relax, Akanishi-kun. You’re enjoying it now, I can feel it~”
Jin just moaned louder as the man fondled his balls, moving his hand back to stroke his cock then, pumping it in time with his thrusts, that had grown faster and sharper. Jin was by now all but a sweaty mess, body flushed and hot under Taguchi, completely powerless at the pleasure the inmate gave him. He could not even think about fighting back anymore, he just wanted more... More of that incredible sensation, more heat, more movement, more of Taguchi...
The inmate groaned lowly as he felt the policeman’s clenching around him. He gripped his hip stronger and pushed harder into him, burying his face into Jin’s nape as he reached his climax. He came inside the older man, tightening the fist around his cock and bringing him to his orgasm too. Jin cried out and shook, his legs giving out as he came. Taguchi followed his movement down, keeping him from dropping painfully when Jin rested his exahusted body against the wall, vaguely noticing he had spoiled his shirt.
“CUT!”
The voice came loud and clear through the set, and Taguchi’s perturbed expression was immediately replaced with a concerned frown and a soft smile. He grabbed the robes a staff member offered him, wearing one himself before crounching down near Jin and wrapping the other around the older man’s shoulders. Jin grunted and winced as he tried to shift a little.
“Are you okay, Akanishi-kun?”
Jin glared, grabbing the taller man’s shoulder for support as he tried to get up. “I don’t know what the hell got into the director to give you the evil role, you suck so much at it. Look at you, all smiles. I’d have done it so much better.”
“But you did your role perfectly, Akanishi-kun. It felt so good!”
Jin glared again, raising his hand before the man had time to do another comment. He wrapped his arm around Taguchi’s waist, leaning agains his taller body for support as he limped away from the set.
“Shut up, idiot.”
Disclaimer: They're not mine. Sad but true.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jin's a rooky cop, Taguchi's an inmate, sex ensues. PWP.
A/N: Wrote ages ago for ayu_t , under request. Un-betaed and full of awful mistakes.
Taguchi smiled, placing his cuffed hands on his lap. He cocked his head slightly to his right, looking at the policeman with gentle eyes. Jin squirmed a little on his chair, scolding himself mentally as he tried to mantain a serious face. Taguchi was chatting away happily, though he wasn’t listening at all. Jin let out an annoyed grunt under his breath, rubbing his temples.
“Shut up, Taguchi.”
“Is anything wrong, Akanishi-kun?”
“Just shut up!”
Taguchi blinked surprised, but fell quiet, though Jin’s harsh answer didn’t affect his smile at all. He rested against the back of his chair and threw his head back, exposing his long neck to Jin’s sight. Jin fisted his hands, closing his eyes to try and erease the imagine from his neck. Mind. Fuck.
In Jin’s opinion, Taguchi shouldn’t look so good on the prisioner’s jumpsuit. Nobody should look good in a bright orange jumpsuit. Just Taguchi did. Jin knew he shouldn’t think like that - he was the policeman after all - but Taguchi looked good on just everything, in Jin’s opinion. He had that lean body, tall and fit…
Jin startled out of his daze when Taguchi spoke again, a worried look on the inmate’s eyes. Jin hadn’t heard the question, but he grunted to the boy to shut up again. Taguchi didn’t seem to mind, though, and complied. At least for a while.
“Akanishi-kun, can you please undo the cuffs? My wrists hurt.”
“No. You’re a prisioner. You’re supposed to wear handcuffs.”
“We’ve known each other for long enough for you to trust me, Akanishi-kun. I won’t try to escape.”
Jin looked at him doubtfully. Taguchi’s soft smile made him look innocent and trustworhty, but if he was in prision it was because of something. Jin knew he shouldn’t trust him. But Jin wanted to release him. He got up slowly, walking around the table and stopping in front of the tallest man. He looked at Taguchi warily as he brought out the cuff’s keys and stuck them in the lock.
“Don’t do anything weird. I still have my electric gun. If you try anything, I’ll hurt you.”
Taguchi looked at him and smiled, massaging his wrists softly. It didn’t look suspicious at all, and Jin started to turn around to go back to his chair. Next thing he knew he was being slammed against the wall, his hands pinned together above his head. Before he could do anything about it he heard the snap of metal closing around his wrists, his own handcuffs now holding his hands together. Taguchi chuckled darkly on his ear, sliding his free hand under the policeman’s uniform shirt.
“Policemen are never supposed to let their guard down, Akanishi-kun~ Even a rooky like you should know that. Maybe I should teach you why is that~”
Jin shivered as Taguchi’s long calloused fingers found a nipple, immediately pinching and twisting it roughly. He gasped, trying to struggle his way out of the man’s reach, but the grip on his wrists was too strong to break free. And what was worse, he was starting to feel aroused at the way Taguchi’s breath tickled the skin behind his ear. Jin was pretty sure he wasn’t supposed to feel hot for a prisioner. Not for his prisioner. But to be honest he had always thought Taguchi was handsome and sexy.
Taguchi leaned in to press his mouth against the policeman’s nape, sucking loudly and leaving a red mark. He continued his ministrations everywhere he could reach without taking away the shirt or the tie. Meanwhile he got bored abusing Jin’s nipples, and slowly trailed his hand downwards, tickling the warm quivering stomach in his way. Jin yelped and renewed his attempts to scape when Taguchi’s hand reached his belt and started to undo it.
“T- Taguchi... Wa- wait! You can’t do this!”
“Of course I can, Akanishi-kun. Who is going to stop me?”
Jin’s all reply was a loud moan as the taller man slipped his hand inside his trousers and squeezed his growing erection roughly over his underwear. He bit his lips harshly, trying to stop another noise to leave them as Taguchi started rubbing him. Jin’s cheeks were flushed a dark hue of pink, his breathing slowly growing heavier as he became more and more hard. Taguchi chuckled, biting softly on his neck. The inmate started pushing the policeman’s trousers and underwear down, feeling the man tense under him. He patted his butt, and Jin breath hitched.
“I’m afraid we don’t have lube, Akanishi-kun... You better relax if you don’t want it to be even worse.”
Jin twisted his head to look at him with horrified eyes, but Taguchi just gave him his usual kind smile. Only there was something off with it, something vaguely disturbing that unsettled Jin and aroused him at the same time. He couldn’t tear his eyes from the inmate as the man brought his fingers to the policeman’s mouth, slowly pushing them inside and signaling Jin to suck on them. The man glared at him offendedly and considered biting down on the digits for a moment, but finally started licking them.
Taguchi brought his fingers away all too soon, pressing his whole body against Jin’s to keep him against the wall, so all the policeman could do when the taller man pushed his fingers into him was scream. Jin trashed, but the inmate’s grip was strong and there was nothing he could do against it, more than accept the pain of the rough stretch. Taguchi was working his fingers fast, letting out little groans by Jin’s ear at the tightness around them that made his cock twitch.
Jin had to bit down on his own arm when Taguchi finally pushed into him slowly, dry and rough. He shook and muffled a scream of pain, tears spiking at his eyes as he couldn’t do anything to prevent them. Taguchi wasn’t moving fast, hips snapping forward in long calculated motions, but the pain wouldn’t fade away, the inmate’s cock stretching the policeman’s hole so wide Jin felt like he was going to tear up.
“You should relax, Akanishi-kun, you’ll enjoy this so much more~”
Jin was surprised when Taguchi adjusted his position, hitting a spot inside him that made him arch in pleasure with a loud gasp. He pushed back into the taller man without realizing what he was doing until the inmate tsked his tongue over his ear, tugging a little on the earlobe with his teeth. He moved his hips again and Jin collapsed back against the wall, panting heavily with his eyes tightly shut. When Taguchi released the grip on his wrists he didn’t try to break free and only continued to move with him, too engrossed on the new sensations, too ovewhelmed by the new pleasure to acknowlodge anything apart from the clash of sweaty skins together, their heavy breaths mixing, interrupted by moans and gasps.
Taguchi held Jin’s hips with one hand, sneaking the other around his body to take a hold of his slowly hardening cock. Jin jerked at the touch, a suprised moan leaving his lips as he snapped his hips up. He looked back at the inmate, his eyes clouded with confusion behind the lust.
“W- What-?”
“Just relax, Akanishi-kun. You’re enjoying it now, I can feel it~”
Jin just moaned louder as the man fondled his balls, moving his hand back to stroke his cock then, pumping it in time with his thrusts, that had grown faster and sharper. Jin was by now all but a sweaty mess, body flushed and hot under Taguchi, completely powerless at the pleasure the inmate gave him. He could not even think about fighting back anymore, he just wanted more... More of that incredible sensation, more heat, more movement, more of Taguchi...
The inmate groaned lowly as he felt the policeman’s clenching around him. He gripped his hip stronger and pushed harder into him, burying his face into Jin’s nape as he reached his climax. He came inside the older man, tightening the fist around his cock and bringing him to his orgasm too. Jin cried out and shook, his legs giving out as he came. Taguchi followed his movement down, keeping him from dropping painfully when Jin rested his exahusted body against the wall, vaguely noticing he had spoiled his shirt.
“CUT!”
The voice came loud and clear through the set, and Taguchi’s perturbed expression was immediately replaced with a concerned frown and a soft smile. He grabbed the robes a staff member offered him, wearing one himself before crounching down near Jin and wrapping the other around the older man’s shoulders. Jin grunted and winced as he tried to shift a little.
“Are you okay, Akanishi-kun?”
Jin glared, grabbing the taller man’s shoulder for support as he tried to get up. “I don’t know what the hell got into the director to give you the evil role, you suck so much at it. Look at you, all smiles. I’d have done it so much better.”
“But you did your role perfectly, Akanishi-kun. It felt so good!”
Jin glared again, raising his hand before the man had time to do another comment. He wrapped his arm around Taguchi’s waist, leaning agains his taller body for support as he limped away from the set.
“Shut up, idiot.”