[Fic] Sweet Chain
Title: Sweet Chain
Author: queen_kat_tun
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut, a bit of fluff at the end
Disclaimer: All standard RPS disclaimer applies
Word Count: 1437
Summary: Jin lost a bet against the enemy and still ended up in a draw.
A/N: I'm a busy, busy bee. Also, fic isn't beta-ed. I'm giving my betas lots of rest XD Sweet Chain. Yes. I like it :D
"I can't tell if I'm sleeping or awake. And if I'm dreaming, I never want it to end."
Jin had heard the sweet song of Kazuya, the awkward, skinny stranger that he had met at the audition years ago. He could not be sure why, but he was trembling, knowing that something momentous was happening. Or perhaps it was the drink. He hadn't had so much wine in all of his years. The rice wine that was bitter at first, the more he drank, the smoother it became - and the more it relieved him of his trembling. His overheated body. The attractive Kazuya - who was two years younger than him awakened emotions that had long laid dormant inside of him.
The air was not moving inside his room and the sake was heating up his body further. Jin shifted and loosened the sash of his robe and pulled the edges of the material away from his chest. Kazuya leaned into him then and pulled the garment completely off his shoulders. It fell around his waist where Kazuya knelt before the low table. Incense was burning on the table, sending scents of jasmine spiraling up the ceiling. Kazuya and his tricks.
Jin remained quiet as Kazuya smiled at him and, in a tender gesture, reached over and placed the palm of his hand on his sternum and ran it up between his chest and forearms. Jin dropped his arms, more relaxed than before, and Kazuya gently ran callused fingers across Jin's chest, following the well-muscled folds and circling the nipples, which went erect as a chill ran down Jin's spine. Kazuya whispered, told Jin that he had a beautiful body. Many women had always told him this as well, admired him from afar even, Jin thought, but Kazuya's words are always the one that mattered. Somehow, Kazuya always spoke with such sincerity that it's almost as if Jin was worth more than a life in Japan.
Almost as if conveying that everything was all right, Kazuya smiled at Jin again and pulled the sash on his own robe and shrugged it off his shoulders so that the folds descended on and mingled with Jin's. His robe was of much finer material than Jin's.
"I watch you for a bit, wanting to say something."
Kazuya's voice was rich and haunting. It served him well, especially in times like this. Jin was so warm that he moved to rise and stand for a few moments in the twilight, looked out through his window to take in the evening breeze; the sake was making him feel entirely different.
"Your decadent scent is alluring."
The next thing he knew, Kazuya was looking down into his face with that handsome, searching, reassuring smile of his. Kazuya was humming a melody Jin had already grown fond of and in the depth and darkness of Kazuya's eyes, Jin could see that Kazuya wanted him as well.
Jin was back on the bed, shoulders arched back. Knowing what came next, even though he had never done this before. Both welcoming and fearing it. He shivered as Kazuya's fingers slowly glided down from his chest, across his belly and Jin gave a little lurch as Kazuya's fingers encircled him, moving his hand in slow, long strokes that brought pleasure to Jin's already yearning body.
"Your sweet scented lips sprinkled those wishful words around."
Kazuya's lips came down on Jin's, and he opened to him and sighed and moaned and moved from fear and trepidation to greater heat and exhilaration, as Kazuya teased him further. Jin initially was restless and instinctively struggled. But he had known this was coming; he had wanted this for a long time now. Kazuya was strong and beautiful and urbane. And he had lost the bet against this beautiful, sneaky man and was to submit himself to all of Kazuya's whims for a night.
Jin had no idea that it could be like this. It excited him.
He had, of course, pleasured himself in many ways. But now he had no control. He could not rest. He could not pace himself; this was being done by another, he was entirely in the control of another. The rubbing and rhythmic pulling on his shaft was relentless. Jin groaned and tried to beg for mercy through the possessive kiss Kazuya was giving him, whose tongue had fully invaded his mouth and was tasting his inner cheeks and reaching along the roof of his mouth to the back of his throat. Licking on his tongue and sucking it. Jin grunts when he felt Kazuya's thumb playing with the cum-slathered slit of his manhood.
Jin began to move his hips, to the extent that Kazuya's firm grip allowed. Rising and falling. Kazuya loosened his grip on Jin, providing a sleeve for Jin to move in, rhythmically, insistently.
Pumping, pumping, pumping. Skin sliding against skin. Tongue against tongue. Akanishi against Kamenashi. Kazuya against Jin.
Kazuya released Jin's mouth and moved his lips and teeth down to the erect nubs on Jin's hard, shuddering chest, as the older man threw his head back and concentrated his gaze on the incense trails curling upwards to the ceiling. Kazuya was bringing his signature tune to a conclusion.
With that, Kazuya bit lightly down on one of Jin's nipple, and the older of the two cried out to the streams of upward spiraling smoke. His hips lurched, and he came undone.
Jin could see Kazuya smirking from behind his closed lids. He inhaled sharply when he felt Kazuya's tongue licking him. The fucking tease.
-
"How much longer until I reach you, I can’t see your heart."
For his part, Jin had been smitten by Kazuya, whose beauty and mystery surpassed any of the women he'd had, and only briefly recoiled from what Kazuya openly and honestly offered him the day they created the bet (to settle whatever it was that was going on between them) - visions of pleasure completely obliterated his evenings in his thoughts as Kazuya proposed what he had in mind.
They were never good in dealing with unresolved sexual tension.
-
Jin moaned as he tried to spread his legs even farther apart. Kazuya had promised pleasure following pain. And they had yet to finish this whole ordeal together.
Jin thought the pain was about over, but it was just starting. Kazuya's hand was slathered with peach butter that he was working between Jin's nether cheeks while the man was bent over, hands gripping on the pillow before him. Kazuya had two fingers working inside him but Jin was already tensing up and groaning and starting to writhe under Kazuya, the aroma of peach butter forever now engrained on his soul as connected with the taking. He would have a talk about scents and sex with Kazuya once they're done with this.
Kazuya felt Jin tensing further so he shifted and traced kisses from Jin's nape down to his back. Then, Jin felt the firm grip on his hips, Kazuya's teeth on his shoulder and he felt him inside him, seeking for his pleasure.
"Ka-" Jin's voice drowned into a moan as Kazuya moved deeper inside him, as if trying to split him asunder. Jin tried to collapse; tried to struggle away. But Kazuya refused to let him go and instead, pushed ever more deeply inside him.
"I just want to love you."
Kazuya panted and groaned. So this was how it felt like to have Akanishi Jin. He wanted him even more.
He was being taken by his lover. He was one now with his master. Jin began to move with the rhythm Kazuya had set. He turned his head, and Kazuya found his lips and devoured him. They are lovers.
It went on - that intimate dance only they both know when to finish. The two cried out in unison in their finishing as Kazuya released deep inside Jin and he collapses while Jin felt his knees go weak as he released his in Kazuya's fist. A battle with Kazuya always ended up in a draw, Jin thought when Kazuya finally collapsed next to him.
"I won." Kazuya declared with a still raspy voice that made Jin want to sex Kazuya up the minute this day was over.
Jin chuckled, mocking. "The next time we decide to bet on something, I'm going to make you mine." He pulled on Kazuya then.
Kazuya smirked but kissed Jin anyway. This battle between them would never end, Kazuya was sure.
"We’re entwined into this sweet chain; Beginning or ending, if it's with you it's okay."
-
A/N: Thank you to those who sent me their birthday greetings/messages/comments for my birthday. ILUSM, guys! <3 And thank you for reading! :)
Also, this cover of Jennifer Lopez's song is just amazing! It deserves to be pimped. ;)
Author: queen_kat_tun
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut, a bit of fluff at the end
Disclaimer: All standard RPS disclaimer applies
Word Count: 1437
Summary: Jin lost a bet against the enemy and still ended up in a draw.
A/N: I'm a busy, busy bee. Also, fic isn't beta-ed. I'm giving my betas lots of rest XD Sweet Chain. Yes. I like it :D
"I can't tell if I'm sleeping or awake. And if I'm dreaming, I never want it to end."
Jin had heard the sweet song of Kazuya, the awkward, skinny stranger that he had met at the audition years ago. He could not be sure why, but he was trembling, knowing that something momentous was happening. Or perhaps it was the drink. He hadn't had so much wine in all of his years. The rice wine that was bitter at first, the more he drank, the smoother it became - and the more it relieved him of his trembling. His overheated body. The attractive Kazuya - who was two years younger than him awakened emotions that had long laid dormant inside of him.
The air was not moving inside his room and the sake was heating up his body further. Jin shifted and loosened the sash of his robe and pulled the edges of the material away from his chest. Kazuya leaned into him then and pulled the garment completely off his shoulders. It fell around his waist where Kazuya knelt before the low table. Incense was burning on the table, sending scents of jasmine spiraling up the ceiling. Kazuya and his tricks.
Jin remained quiet as Kazuya smiled at him and, in a tender gesture, reached over and placed the palm of his hand on his sternum and ran it up between his chest and forearms. Jin dropped his arms, more relaxed than before, and Kazuya gently ran callused fingers across Jin's chest, following the well-muscled folds and circling the nipples, which went erect as a chill ran down Jin's spine. Kazuya whispered, told Jin that he had a beautiful body. Many women had always told him this as well, admired him from afar even, Jin thought, but Kazuya's words are always the one that mattered. Somehow, Kazuya always spoke with such sincerity that it's almost as if Jin was worth more than a life in Japan.
Almost as if conveying that everything was all right, Kazuya smiled at Jin again and pulled the sash on his own robe and shrugged it off his shoulders so that the folds descended on and mingled with Jin's. His robe was of much finer material than Jin's.
"I watch you for a bit, wanting to say something."
Kazuya's voice was rich and haunting. It served him well, especially in times like this. Jin was so warm that he moved to rise and stand for a few moments in the twilight, looked out through his window to take in the evening breeze; the sake was making him feel entirely different.
"Your decadent scent is alluring."
The next thing he knew, Kazuya was looking down into his face with that handsome, searching, reassuring smile of his. Kazuya was humming a melody Jin had already grown fond of and in the depth and darkness of Kazuya's eyes, Jin could see that Kazuya wanted him as well.
Jin was back on the bed, shoulders arched back. Knowing what came next, even though he had never done this before. Both welcoming and fearing it. He shivered as Kazuya's fingers slowly glided down from his chest, across his belly and Jin gave a little lurch as Kazuya's fingers encircled him, moving his hand in slow, long strokes that brought pleasure to Jin's already yearning body.
"Your sweet scented lips sprinkled those wishful words around."
Kazuya's lips came down on Jin's, and he opened to him and sighed and moaned and moved from fear and trepidation to greater heat and exhilaration, as Kazuya teased him further. Jin initially was restless and instinctively struggled. But he had known this was coming; he had wanted this for a long time now. Kazuya was strong and beautiful and urbane. And he had lost the bet against this beautiful, sneaky man and was to submit himself to all of Kazuya's whims for a night.
Jin had no idea that it could be like this. It excited him.
He had, of course, pleasured himself in many ways. But now he had no control. He could not rest. He could not pace himself; this was being done by another, he was entirely in the control of another. The rubbing and rhythmic pulling on his shaft was relentless. Jin groaned and tried to beg for mercy through the possessive kiss Kazuya was giving him, whose tongue had fully invaded his mouth and was tasting his inner cheeks and reaching along the roof of his mouth to the back of his throat. Licking on his tongue and sucking it. Jin grunts when he felt Kazuya's thumb playing with the cum-slathered slit of his manhood.
Jin began to move his hips, to the extent that Kazuya's firm grip allowed. Rising and falling. Kazuya loosened his grip on Jin, providing a sleeve for Jin to move in, rhythmically, insistently.
Pumping, pumping, pumping. Skin sliding against skin. Tongue against tongue. Akanishi against Kamenashi. Kazuya against Jin.
Kazuya released Jin's mouth and moved his lips and teeth down to the erect nubs on Jin's hard, shuddering chest, as the older man threw his head back and concentrated his gaze on the incense trails curling upwards to the ceiling. Kazuya was bringing his signature tune to a conclusion.
With that, Kazuya bit lightly down on one of Jin's nipple, and the older of the two cried out to the streams of upward spiraling smoke. His hips lurched, and he came undone.
Jin could see Kazuya smirking from behind his closed lids. He inhaled sharply when he felt Kazuya's tongue licking him. The fucking tease.
-
"How much longer until I reach you, I can’t see your heart."
For his part, Jin had been smitten by Kazuya, whose beauty and mystery surpassed any of the women he'd had, and only briefly recoiled from what Kazuya openly and honestly offered him the day they created the bet (to settle whatever it was that was going on between them) - visions of pleasure completely obliterated his evenings in his thoughts as Kazuya proposed what he had in mind.
They were never good in dealing with unresolved sexual tension.
-
Jin moaned as he tried to spread his legs even farther apart. Kazuya had promised pleasure following pain. And they had yet to finish this whole ordeal together.
Jin thought the pain was about over, but it was just starting. Kazuya's hand was slathered with peach butter that he was working between Jin's nether cheeks while the man was bent over, hands gripping on the pillow before him. Kazuya had two fingers working inside him but Jin was already tensing up and groaning and starting to writhe under Kazuya, the aroma of peach butter forever now engrained on his soul as connected with the taking. He would have a talk about scents and sex with Kazuya once they're done with this.
Kazuya felt Jin tensing further so he shifted and traced kisses from Jin's nape down to his back. Then, Jin felt the firm grip on his hips, Kazuya's teeth on his shoulder and he felt him inside him, seeking for his pleasure.
"Ka-" Jin's voice drowned into a moan as Kazuya moved deeper inside him, as if trying to split him asunder. Jin tried to collapse; tried to struggle away. But Kazuya refused to let him go and instead, pushed ever more deeply inside him.
"I just want to love you."
Kazuya panted and groaned. So this was how it felt like to have Akanishi Jin. He wanted him even more.
He was being taken by his lover. He was one now with his master. Jin began to move with the rhythm Kazuya had set. He turned his head, and Kazuya found his lips and devoured him. They are lovers.
It went on - that intimate dance only they both know when to finish. The two cried out in unison in their finishing as Kazuya released deep inside Jin and he collapses while Jin felt his knees go weak as he released his in Kazuya's fist. A battle with Kazuya always ended up in a draw, Jin thought when Kazuya finally collapsed next to him.
"I won." Kazuya declared with a still raspy voice that made Jin want to sex Kazuya up the minute this day was over.
Jin chuckled, mocking. "The next time we decide to bet on something, I'm going to make you mine." He pulled on Kazuya then.
Kazuya smirked but kissed Jin anyway. This battle between them would never end, Kazuya was sure.
"We’re entwined into this sweet chain; Beginning or ending, if it's with you it's okay."
-
A/N: Thank you to those who sent me their birthday greetings/messages/comments for my birthday. ILUSM, guys! <3 And thank you for reading! :)
Also, this cover of Jennifer Lopez's song is just amazing! It deserves to be pimped. ;)