Two Day Date
Title: Two Day Date
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: OT5, Aiba centric
Disclaimer: I guess Johnny’s technically owns Arashi, huh? Not me.
Summary: When they finally have the chance, Aiba decides to plan a group date to show the other members how much he cares.
Notes: This is my word prompt fic for my contest celebrating 100+ members! Thank you everyone for participating!! For a list of the prompt words, check out my masterpost! If you think I missed yours let me know and I'll point it out or apologize.
“Aiba-chan, you're not really going to wear that during a live broadcast, are you?”
“Why not? It was a big hit at our concert, wasn’t it?”
“I thought that was a onetime thing-“
“Meaning Sho-chan wants to keep it all to himself-“
“No it doesn’t-“
“I think it’s sexy.”
They all stopped and looked at Leader in the silence that followed those soft words, the oldest Arashi member never failing to pull everyone together when they needed it.
Finally, once Sho, Jun, and Nino had all exchanged looks, trying to figure out what to do, the youngest of them tentatively spoke.
“I’m not sure it matters if it’s sexy…”
Ohno blinked as if confused, staring at Jun for an explanation as Aiba tried to adjust the bright blue mini skit that was part of his sexy police costume, recycled from their concert a year earlier. When he straightened up, it slipped right back into place, though, so he bent over again and tried to pull the hem down so that at least covering his briefs underneath.
“But isn’t sexy good for Arashi’s image? We haven’t done nearly enough sexy things recently,” Ohno replied innocently, but Nino snickered and covered his mouth, looking away when Jun turned to glare at him.
“Listen, Leader. Even though they told us we could wear whatever we wanted to, I don’t think they meant something like this-“
“Did you see Kanjani? They have a theme-“ Aiba explained enthusiastically, his eyes suddenly shining as if there were glitter falling around him, but he was interrupted by Sho, who put a calm hand on his shoulder, getting his attention immediately.
“What I think Jun is trying to say is you should have taken this more seriously.” There was a warm smile on his face, though, and therefore Aiba couldn’t be entirely upset with him.
“But it’s our last job until our vacation! I just didn’t want to boring! I don’t want anyone to forget about Arashi while all the younger groups are doing their special event!”
“You do realize that it’s only two days off?” Nino broke in with an expression that was half incredulous and half irritated (although the rest of them knew this was only to hide his own anticipation).
“It’s the longest actual vacation that we’ve ever had together, Nino!” Aiba replied passionately, then smiled widely and took a step forward and began waving his hands animatedly as he talked. “I compiled the surveys I gave you guys last week and came up with a really awesome schedule! First we’re going to-“
“Do this live broadcast,” Nino curtly threw in, then smiled back at Aiba. “Don’t get your panties in a twist too early, m’am.”
Instead of countering, Aiba only laughed airily at the teasing, and Jun rolled his eyes and started for the studio, since they only had a few minutes left until they had to be in position. Sho was right behind him, followed by Nino who stole a grope as he followed the newscaster, and finally Aiba and Leader brought up the rear, the taller man wrapping his arm around the shorter’s shoulders.
“If you’d only told me, we could have matched,” Ohno complained lightly, and Aiba promptly pulled a pair of sunglasses from his pocket and offered them to Ohno, who put them on without a change of expression.
They did the broadcast just like that, and thanks to Maruyama and Ryo, Aiba was not the most ridiculous looking Johnny’s there, and their juniors (whom they encouraged via video, as they were in some other part of the country in the middle of a huge event that they had landed, and the reason why the rest of them had a mini vacation) laughed and responded as they should have. That was, to make fun of them and act embarrassed.
After that they all did a short medley performance, Arashi’s contribution being their debut song, and then they were all finished and out of the recording studio within the hour.
“So, for our two day group date,” Aiba explained in the changing room, looking absolutely serious despite his attire, which was causing his four person audience to have a difficult time paying attention to him, especially since he was pacing around like normal while they just sat and watched him. “Tonight we’ll have a nice dinner at that restaurant Sho wrote on his form, and then we’ll spend the night at my place and tomorrow morning we can sleep in a little and Matsujun can make breakfast…”
He stopped talking for a second with a small grin, waiting in anticipation, then looked up in confusion when Jun didn’t object or chide him for volunteering him for something like that without asking, but found that all four of them were staring at his legs. So Aiba looked down to see what was wrong and tried to fit his skirt back into place again, finding that it just wasn’t cooperating with him and was riding up to show his black briefs under his fishnet stockings again.
“You know,” Nino mumbled distractedly, “That wouldn’t happen if your legs weren’t open so wide.”
Aiba glanced over at him, feeling himself redden a little at the comment that probably wasn’t supposed to sound so sexual (except that it was Nino so of course there were double meanings all over the place), then shifted so that his thighs were pressed together which was awkward and not comfortable at all, so he gave up after about three seconds and started pacing again.
“So after breakfast we’ll go shopping and become beautified like Matsujun wants to do,” Aiba continued, trying not to notice the eyes that seemed to follow him as he moved, and not in an innocent way or in a way that implying they were even trying to listen to the plans that he had spent the last week pouring over so that their time together would be perfect, since they probably wouldn’t have another chance for a while.
And his skirt was coming up again.
“And uh…” he reached down to fix it, but ended up dropping his papers because of the actions and had to turn around and bend over to pick them up, and that was the end of his explanation.
In a second, a hand was on the back of his neck, preventing him from straightening, and a foot was kicking his already spread legs even wider, and another hand was groping his ass while yet another was going right for the goods and Aiba squeaked and fell forward, flat onto the floor.
But of course that only gave the rest of them easy access, and he struggled to even regain some sense of balance as his skirt was pushed up and his tights pulled down, and he could hear Nino mumbling that he had it coming with trying to revive this particular look.
Aiba didn’t mind, though, and he actually thought this was quite a good start to their two days of heaven.
+++
“So, Masaki,” Jun sighed, watching the other man in the reflection of the standing mirror placed right in front of his face, “When I said I wanted to get a massage and my hair done… I didn’t mean that I wanted you to do it…”
There was a moment of quiet where their eyes met through the reflection, and Jun tried to convey just how much he didn’t want to ruin Aiba’s day with what he was about to say.
“And I certainly didn’t mean I wanted Sho to do it.”
They had been out shopping for at least three hours, although some of them were more avid about it than others (meaning Jun and Sho, and Aiba simply because he was good with anything). They had grabbed a quick lunch, which Nino insisted was the most exciting part of their ‘two day date’ so far, and then returned to Aiba’s place at his insistence.
“But this way is more fun!” he tried to argue back with a huge smile. He had set up his kitchen just like a salon, bringing in a chair for Jun to sit in as well as his full length mirror from the bedroom, and he even had a plastic sheet to throw over his shoulders to prevent any hair dye from getting on his clothes.
“I don’t even want my hair dyed, Masaki,” he said nervously, obviously not prepared for what he had gotten himself in to. “I just wanted a trim!”
“Well, I figured you didn’t want me trying to cut your hair, so…”
Jun thought he was certainly right about that, and what was worse was the fact that Ohmiya SK was just watching them from the couch, obviously not prepared to let Jun escape being their source of entertainment for the afternoon.
“Besides, Sho can read the difficult part of the directions, so isn’t it better if he does it?” Aiba argued as he started to massage Jun’s shoulders, standing behind him and still watching him in the mirror. Jun was ready to argue again, but the strong fingers were digging into his muscles perfectly and sending calming waves thorough his body and ah, he couldn’t remember what he was trying to argue about. Damn him.
“How’s that, Jun?” he teased him, blowing hotly into his ear. “I’ll massage you… everywhere while we wait…”
“Aiba-“ Sho tried to break in, holding a small bowl of dye in two gloved hands, mixing it together and look quite unsure about the whole thing, but Aiba shhed him just as Jun was pulling himself back together.
“Just do it!” he whispered hastily, and moved the mirror out of the way so that he could bend over and start kissing Jun, still rubbing his shoulders and slowly moving to his chest.
Since Sho was at a loss, he sighed and stood in the vacated place behind Jun, first wetting his hair lightly with a spray bottle as the directions had said, then started applying the creamy dye… quite distractedly, since he kept catching himself watching the pair tongue kissing instead.
And then, when Aiba’s hands started wandering under the plastic sheet draped on Jun’s shoulders, he completely stopped and just stared at Jun’s pared lips as he gasped for breath, wanting more than anything to just join in.
So he did the responsible thing and set the bowl of mixed dye on the counter before removing his gloves and washing his hands as quickly as he could in the sink just a step away, watching them the whole time, then came back just as Aiba disappeared under the plastic sheet himself, obviously starting something that they’d done several times in the last twenty four hours, and Jun leaned back in the chair and moaned loudly. Sho made it just in time to start kissing him like crazy, and Jun grabbed him hard and pulled him as close as he could, the other hand going to the back of Aiba’s head.
There were even naughty sounds coming from the couch where Nino and Ohno had joined in the fun, and Sho wished he could do something to relieve himself too, but right now he was satisfied with the noises that Jun was making underneath him as Aiba worked.
In a few minutes, when Jun was finally about to reach the edge, gasping and shaking, Sho pulled back to witness his expressions, his hand tangling in his hair and pulling just like he knew Jun liked, and for his effort he got a hitched breath and low moan as Jun came.
And his fingers covered in hair dye.
Sho looked at his hand in a panic, realizing what had happened as Jun let out a sigh of satisfaction and opened his eyes. Aiba leaned back, wiping his face, which was beaming with afterglow, even if it wasn’t his, and his smile was bigger than usual at his plan succeeding.
To some degree.
Nino was cursing loudly across the room while Sho began washing his hand off in the sink, before turning back to Jun and realizing how much trouble he had just gotten himself into.
Pulling him out of the chair and into the bathroom despite his protests, Sho then covered his ears as Jun screamed once he realized what had happened.
Then water from the shower could be heard promptly, and Aiba’s face fell before he rushed into the bathroom behind them, leaving Ohno and Nino to finish their activities alone.
+++
"Sho-kun you are such a failure.”
Nino seemed to be the only one able to make light of Jun’s new hairstyle, which was half his usual black color and half bright orange from bleach, in random patches all over his head.
“You couldn’t even get all of it,” Nino covered his mouth to try to lessen the impact of being barely able to hold in his laughter, but Jun’s glare of death was probably only becoming deadlier because of it.
“It’s not my-“ Sho started to argue back, almost just as upset as Jun was, but he realized where he was going with those words and stopped himself, even if he was too late. They all knew it was Aiba’s fault because it was his idea and he had done the distracting, but he tended to get overly emotional when someone was angry at him, specifically if it was any of them (this rarely was anyone other than Jun, but it did happen and when it did it was much like watching a cowering puppy that had been kicked one too many times).
“Get me a hat. We are going to a salon right now.” Even in his rage Jun tried to salvage the situation.
But it was still too late.
“I’m…” Aiba’s eyes were already brimming with tears, and even as he talked his voice wavered with emotion. On top of that, he had to sniff before he could continue. “I’m so sorry.”
And then the tears started falling even though they knew Aiba was trying not to make a scene. He was rubbing his eyes with the back of his hands and almost hiccupping and was getting even worse since no one was comforting him.
Because he deserved it to some degree, and Jun was still mad, and nothing would get Jun un-mad as quickly as a crying Aiba.
“I just… I just wanted…” he was sobbing. “Together… I wanted… together with you…” Aiba continued brokenly into his hands and Jun was clenching and unclenching his jaw as he tried not to watch him, all five of them sitting in a circle together in Aiba’s living room. But Nino, Sho, and Ohno were watching Jun in turn, wondering how long it was going to take him to give in, or whether they should actually consider intervening.
Aiba gasped once, then took three deep breaths and tried to clear his face again by wiping his cheeks with the back of his arms, and finally managed to look up at Jun with blood shot eyes before he realized he was being ignored and couldn’t stop the next wave from coming.
And once he covered his face in shame, Jun’s eyes darted over to his pathetic figure before averting themselves to the wall, but it was only a matter of seconds until he was glancing back again and again, with less and less time between intervals.
Finally, just when it seemed as though Aiba was going to rush to his room and hide there for the rest of the night, Jun sighed and leaned towards him, pulling the older man into his arms and making him cry even harder than before.
“I just wanted to be with you guys!” he burst out loudly, automatically hugging Jun back and burying his face in his shoulder, his body still shaking with sobs, and the other three came closer, rubbing Aiba’s back and head where they could, but stopping there because it was really Jun’s responsibility to make it up to him (as it usually was).
“It’s okay, Masaki… It’s okay,” he whispered guiltily, rocking their bodies together just barely noticeably. “We’ll go to the salon and get this fixed now and not ruin our two day date.” The last part was pointed, as if he was convincing himself that he could hold his emotions in check to make sure Aiba’s work wasn’t wasted.
“I’m sorry, Jun,” he whimpered back, but he was finally calming down and sounded genuine about his words, and that almost hurt more than the crying.
“I forgive you, Masaki.” Jun placed both hands on the side of his head gently, and forced Aiba to look him in the eye. “You only wanted to make me happy, right?” he asked with a smile, and of course he was finally able to get one in return.
Aiba sniffed one more time, wiping his eyes again, and Jun kissed him softly for good measure before allowing him to get up and rush into the bedroom to no doubt find the biggest hat he could.
The downside of not being mad anymore, though, was the barrage of jokes from Nino, and Ohno sneaking a picture with his phone, and not being able to chide Sho for his usual failure either (although he gave him a stern look, which Sho tried not to laugh in reply to, and if it wasn’t Jun’s own hair he probably would have found the situation amusing along with them).
+++
Because of the extra time it took for them to fix the problem, the activity planned for that afternoon was cancelled and instead they headed straight for the onsen, which had been requested by Nino (since playing videogames was not an acceptable activity for their group date). It was a little out of the way, but Aiba thought it was worth it, especially since they would be able to spend the night and get pampered (and maybe at this point that would help make things up with Jun too).
It was a place that was often frequented by celebrities, which was lucky for them since they didn’t get noticed like they would have otherwise and were twice as protected by the staff, plus it was a rather high class place as well. The indoor baths had an oversized waterfall and was decorated with exotic plants, not to mention an array of expensive hygienic products at their disposal, specifically a kind of body wash that Jun had been meaning to try and pushed off on the rest of them while they were showering in the corner. (None of them cared, actually, mostly because Jun did the honors of applying it to each of their backs, but the lucky one was Ohno, who managed to catch Jun in a kiss at the end, and they continued on for quite awhile, while Sho discreetly watched the door for them-something that was just habit for the worrywart.)
After they were clean they all moved to the hot water to soak, Ohno and Aiba first who headed straight to the waterfall together, Aiba to see if the rocks and plants were real, and Ohno to slip under the running water, letting it cascade over his shoulders.
Nino was next, watching the two of them until Aiba finally noticed and started throwing him sultry glances (which made him laugh), and then came Sho, who had wanted to try a few of the rubbing salts, and finally Jun who had tried everything.
But Aiba was pleased that they were all enjoying it (especially Jun, he seemed not to be mad at all anymore) and it wasn’t even close to over with yet. They had an excellent seafood dinner waiting, and after the baths they could have a professional massage… or maybe Aiba would just give the massages…
While Sho and Jun settled in on the hotter side of the monstrous tub, Nino joined Ohno under the waterfall, sitting close to him and talking quietly so the others couldn’t hear, even though Ohno looked like he had completely lost himself in relaxing with his eyes closed and a dreamy smile on his face. The only way anyone would know he was even paying attention to what the other man was saying was his occasional chuckle that could be heard across the room.
Aiba decided to give the two a bit of space and instead amused himself with sneakily watching Jun and Sho, both of whom had joined Ohno in his half sleeping state, heads rested against the wall while the rest of them were almost completely submerged.
As smoothly as he could, as to not disturb them, he moved closer, intently examining their bodies (without being noticed of course, since both pairs of eyes were closed and Sho’s mouth was half open in relaxed bliss). Neither of them moved even when he was only basically on top of them, although it wasn’t obvious whether they had not actually noticed his approach, or were just ignoring him.
Either way it was the same, Aiba thought as he smiled happily and let his hands find their own targets, one skimming up Jun’s thigh, which made him twitch a little in his lethargic state, and the other one going straight for Sho-chan junior.
“What the-“ Sho jumped, then gasped involuntarily since Aiba actually had a decent grip on him, and Jun was waking up as well, trying to stop his other hand from doing the same to him.
“Aiba!” he chided in a half angry voice, probably because he had been surprised more than because of his actual actions. “What are you doing?!”
“Just wanted to see who’s the biggest,” he giggled back, making Sho flounder for words as he stroked him, but Jun seemed determined to not let Aiba get away with anything else after their earlier catastrophe and suddenly pulled him by the arm, throwing him off balance, and he had to either let go or get dunked under the water.
It turned out that saving himself had been right decision because Jun pinned him against the wall with a slight smirk and leaned in near his face, taunting, “Everyone knows it’s you, Masaki.”
Aiba really really wanted to see where this was going (especially if it was towards fulfilling his dream of an erotic onsen experience), but of course Nino chose that moment to interrupt them, prompting Jun to turn his head away from Aiba distractedly.
“That’s a lie! Everyone knows Oh-chan is bigger than Aiba,” he half yelled across the wide room, and as soon as Aiba saw the amused look on Ohno’s face at the unexpected comment he couldn’t stop himself from laughing.
“Bet not! Let’s compare Oh-chan!” he challenged, pulling Jun with him as he waded past Sho (who had stuffed himself into the corner protectively with a dazed look), and met the other man halfway across the pool, where they proceeded to (not so innocently) compare their sizes with each other while Nino watched.
But before they had really gotten anywhere, they were interrupted by Sho, who was red in the face from more than just the heat of the bath, announcing, “I think I’m done now.”
“Wait, Sho-chan-“ They needed to stay together!
“He’s just upset because he’s the smallest,” Nino laughed, then almost doubled over at the indignant glare from Sho, but Jun spoke up too with a satisfied expression and a shrug.
“We’ve been in here long enough, anyway. Don’t want anyone to pass out, right?”
And indeed, Ohno was looking more flushed than he probably should (although that was only apparent on his lower parts because of his suntan), and they had a whole night ahead of them anyway. Plenty of things to do and Aiba certainly didn’t want anyone to start feeling sick beforehand.
So they began slowly exiting the bath, and by the time the last of them (Ohno and Aiba) had finished rinsing off and had made it into the changing room, Sho was already half dressed and rubbing some sort of expensive lotion of his face while Nino was preventing Jun from getting anything done by groping him.
But Jun seemed to be putting up with it good naturedly, trying to grab Nino’s wrists with a playful smile and when he finally got them, Nino retaliated by rubbing himself against him erotically until Jun finally pushed him away altogether and pulled his shirt over his head quickly.
“No, wait! I brought yukatas for every!” Aiba explained in a hurried voice, glancing over at Sho as well and raising his hands in the air out of habit. “We have to wear the yukatas, it will help us relax!”
The four looks that he got in return let Aiba know they saw right through his get-things-started-easy plan, but no one said anything and Aiba grinned from ear to ear as Jun sighed and took off his shirt again, much to Nino’s pleasure.
+++
They started dinner with a toast of their beers, chinking them together before each gulping down several mouthfuls to sate their heated bodies, then turning to the fantastic meal set out before them and falling on it like they had been starved for days. (More likely their bodies needed to replenish the amount of energy they had been using while being together with each other for the last twenty four hours.)
“What do you guys want to do after this?” Aiba asked when his stomach was finally signaling him to slow down. “We can get a massage, or there’s a karaoke room upstairs,” he offered excitedly, but Nino stopped him with a raised hand and shook his head.
“Me and Oh-chan already planned some entertainment, so you guys will just have to watch! We can bring a few beers back to our rooms…”
Of course Nino’s expression was giving away the fact that the “entertainment” probably wouldn’t be innocent at all, but Aiba liked that plan just fine and suddenly couldn’t wait to get dinner over with even though it was so delicious.
And thus he was impatient when Sho filled his bowl with soup again and almost fell over the table (half drunk) as he stood to hurry him up with more flailing than he’d meant to add. But Ohno pulled him back down and pacified him by feeding him another piece of shrimp with his own chopsticks and he managed to get just distracted enough to survive another five minutes before they finally headed back upstairs. Ohno went ahead with Nino while the rest of them got a few packs of beer from the restaurant (cans, so they wouldn’t spill them on the way up), and by the time they arrived the two of them were already waiting, three floor chairs set up around a short table for their convenience.
“If you would,” Nino indicated the seats and Aiba plopped down immediately with a giggle, breaking out the beers and passing them around, even if no one bothered to open them. Across from him Jun sat down much more gracefully and next to Aiba was Sho, looking around at them curiously (and maybe a little hesitantly), but all of them turned to Nino as he took Ohno’s hand and they bowed together.
Aiba clapped enthusiastically and after a quick glance at him, both Jun and Sho joined in.
“Tonight, for your viewing pleasure only, I present to you, Satoshi,” he motioned to Ohno, who bobbed with an excited grin, then turned back to Nino.
“And Kazunari!” he returned the introduction, and Nino waved his hand around impressively before also bowing once more, just slightly.
“For our first act we will perform a short drama sequence entitled, ‘Aiba’s attempt at seducing Leader.’”
At just the title alone, all three of them had to laugh, and especially Aiba’s high pitched giggle echoed throughout the room for several seconds until they quieted down enough to see what the pair had actually come up with.
To prepare, Ohno sat down on the floor gracefully and Nino backed up so that he was half hidden by the stowed sliding door that ran down the middle of the room. When he came back in he had a goofy smile on his face and began giggling uncontrollably, throwing himself at Ohno as he yawned.
“Oh-chan! You’re here late! Could it be you were waiting for me?!” Nino tried to imitate Aiba’s airy voice, and even though he didn’t really hit the mark, the imitation was funny enough (and they were drunk enough) that they all started laughing again.
“Ah, Aiba-chan,” Ohno replied slowly, rubbing his eyes. “I must have fallen asleep.”
“So you weren’t waiting for me?” Nino pouted, widening his eyes and sticking out his bottom lip.
“Not really,” Ohno shrugged, then pretended to look at a watch on his wrist despite the fact that he was dressed in only his yukata. “Guess I’d better be heading home now.”
They both paused for a second before Nino turned away and said to himself in an enthusiastic voice, “This is my chance! If I can seduce Oh-chan here, I can take him home and cuddle him all night!!”
He turned back to Ohno dramatically and fluttered his eyes as awkwardly as he could manage and sent Aiba into another giggling fit, and Jun as well.
“Heeeey, Oh-chan,” Nino tried to lower his voice and make it sound sexy, but Ohno looked indifferent and yawned again.
“What is it, Aiba-chan?”
Nino turned away and pulled his yukata off his shoulder halfway, leaning over so that Ohno could get a nice view of his bare chest.
“What is it, Aiba-chan?” Ohno repeated in the same tone and Nino pretended to fall to the floor in exasperation while the rest of them busted up laughing again.
“Wh-why don’t you come home with me?” Nino tried innocently, looking away from Ohno as he started to talk again, and stuck his tongue out to gently wet his lips. “I mean, you could have a nice hot bath in my big tub, and we could… we could drink beer together and I’d give you nice… massage… I know you love my massages, Oh-chan,” Nino said as sweetly as he could. “And then maybe… if the timing is right, we could… you know… I could,” he turned back to Ohno with an eager look on his face.
But Ohno’s eyes were closed and he snored right on cue, pretending to have fallen asleep again.
The room was full of laughter and Nino broke out of character as well, giggling and leaning against Ohno as he opened his eyes.
He helped the older man to stand up and they bowed again, drawing another round of applause from their audience.
“Next on the menu, ‘Leader’s attempt at seducing Jun’!” Nino announced, and they barely had time to contain themselves before they had started the next scene.
Without hesitation, Ohno pulled Nino against him tightly and Nino pretended to push him away without any real effort.
“Satoshi not here, what if someone comes in right now?” Nino lowered his voice to try to fit Jun’s, but it was less successful than his imitation of Aiba, and even Jun himself couldn’t help but smile.
“But Jun-kun… I want you,” Ohno whispered back, kissing Nino’s neck as he continued to wiggle around and try to get away.
“We’re in the green room, Satoshi! Anyone could come in at any minute!”
“Doesn’t that make it exciting?” Ohno chuckled back and pulled on Nino’s yukata so it began slipping off his waist, and Aiba’s eyes went straight to the pale legs that were exposed.
“No-“ Nino squeaked in his best Jun voice, then moaned as Ohno’s hand slipped between the folds of his clothing.
Suddenly Nino acted as if he got a hold of himself and firmly pushed Ohno, who fell to the ground dramatically, and then turned towards the corner of the room, beginning to mumble to a monologue to himself.
“I love Satoshi so much, I want his body so much-“ Sho started laughing again, his eyes crinkling up, and he turned quickly to look at Jun’s expression, which was amused but trying not to be. Nino continued, “But this isn’t the right time or place… but he’s rarely this aggressive and I want him, and well I suppose everyone is almost gone now and maybe if he shoved something in front of the door so it can’t be opened then maybe we could…”
He closed his eyes and rung his hands together, sighing happily and obviously thinking dirty thoughts, and that’s when Aiba lost control of himself, because even though Jun was always worried about things like that-almost as much as Sho-he would never say so and instead tried to act cool about it. So seeing this straightforward kind of character was really hilarious.
Finally Nino’s eyes fluttered open and he smiled in a silly way before gasping, “I suppose we could… here… Satoshi…” But when he turned back to the other way, Ohno was laid out on the floor and let out a snore on cue, sending them into another loud fit of laugher.
“Satoshi-kun is so perfect,” Sho gasped out with a red face that was once against scrunched up in amusement, and Jun nodded in agreement, both of them fully enjoying the moment.
Once again Nino helped Ohno stand up and then bowed together before immediately going into the next performance.
“The last scene is entitled, ‘My stranger on the train,’ and we’ll need a volunteer. Sho-chan!” Nino continued without even looking at Aiba, who had raised his hand immediately at the mention of volunteering. He pouted a little, but forgot about it as soon as Nino came forward to comically drag Sho (who was looking bewildered and confused) towards their makeshift stage.
While they waited Nino whispered a few things in Sho’s ear and then pushed him lightly towards were Ohno was standing a few feet away from them, backing up himself to watch what he had set up.
With an embarrassed look (in fact, Sho probably wouldn’t have been so willing had he not been half drunk), he raised one arm above his head and pretended to hold a strap, as if he was standing in a moving train car.
Nino signaled for everything to begin, and that’s when Ohno came into action, also pretending to reach up to take hold of something over his head and steady himself as the invisible train moved around them.
He acted out a few jerking motions as if someone was pushing him and came closer to Sho, eventually rubbing right up against him and drawing Sho’s curious gaze, and they all watched closely in anticipation of what would happen next.
After looking away distractedly, Ohno slid in front of Sho, sticking close to his side, and reached for the next imaginary hand strap while his other hand subtlety settled on Sho’s hip as if to keep himself from stumbling any more.
Using his acting skills, Leader played the character out fully, glancing to the side pointedly and appearing as if nothing was going wrong, even as his grip tightening on the yukata and pulled just a little, baring Sho’s torso just a bit more.
With a guilty expression, Ohno glanced at him then looked away, then glanced back once again and this time his eyes stayed on Sho’s obvious chest muscles even as the taller man began to blush a deeper shade of red due to the attention.
“Damn, you might have the most amazing boobs I’ve ever seen!” Ohno mumbled in a low airy voice, as if he had just been thinking it and the words only slipped out by accident, but the rest of them started giggling again, especially Nino who was covering his mouth with one hand.
“E-Excuse me?” Sho managed to get out with a flustered expression, obviously not sure if he was supposed to play along or not, but he said it and their Leader looked up distractedly.
“You’re cute,” he replied in the same airy voice, and his hand pulled at the yukata again, causing it to open wider. As he continued his show, Ohno dropped his other arm, apparently getting his footing on the train-but none of them minded the shift because he was cupping Sho’s chest muscles and even leaned forward to start licking one of his nipples. This action drew a sudden ah from Sho, who still was holding onto the invisible hand rail for dear life, but somehow managed to catch Nino’s gaze and sent him a pleading look (which he promptly ignored).
“Satoshi-stop…! Aren’t you supposed to be-ah-falling asleep or something?” he pleaded, obviously embarrassed with their intent audience, but Ohno didn’t reply. Instead he began to suck the nipple into a healthy red color and easily slid open the rest of the yukata to start rubbing Sho’s erection through his briefs.
“Looks like we need another volunteer for our final act, ‘Sho-chan threesome!’” Nino narrated energetically, and once again ignored Aiba completely when he raised his hand high in the air and even started waving it with an Ooh! Choose me!
Instead Nino grinned at the man across from him and said, “Jun-kun it is!” before pulling the amused looking member into a standing position and pushing him towards the stage, where Ohno was already kneeing on the ground, mouthing Sho through his briefs even while his victim’s hand remained unsteadily raised above his head.
Aiba pouted, although even watching would be more than enough, but then Nino bounded over to him and placed himself firmly in his lap with a smile that said so many things.
“Nino,” he whined anyway, frowning at this friend. “Why didn’t you pick me?”
As his hands snaked around his neck and he settled into the embrace, Nino leaned forward and kissed him once before whining back, “You’ve been ignoring me all day! I just wanted you all to myself.”
Well, Aiba thought that was a pretty good reason and his lips shifted into a bright smile as he placed his hands on Nino’s slim hips, his yukata still barely hanging on.
“Guess that’s okay, then,” he giggled and leaned forward for another kiss, but Nino danced out of his range just far enough to tease him back.
“Better be. Because right now you’re all mine.”
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To Part 2!
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: OT5, Aiba centric
Disclaimer: I guess Johnny’s technically owns Arashi, huh? Not me.
Summary: When they finally have the chance, Aiba decides to plan a group date to show the other members how much he cares.
Notes: This is my word prompt fic for my contest celebrating 100+ members! Thank you everyone for participating!! For a list of the prompt words, check out my masterpost! If you think I missed yours let me know and I'll point it out or apologize.
“Aiba-chan, you're not really going to wear that during a live broadcast, are you?”
“Why not? It was a big hit at our concert, wasn’t it?”
“I thought that was a onetime thing-“
“Meaning Sho-chan wants to keep it all to himself-“
“No it doesn’t-“
“I think it’s sexy.”
They all stopped and looked at Leader in the silence that followed those soft words, the oldest Arashi member never failing to pull everyone together when they needed it.
Finally, once Sho, Jun, and Nino had all exchanged looks, trying to figure out what to do, the youngest of them tentatively spoke.
“I’m not sure it matters if it’s sexy…”
Ohno blinked as if confused, staring at Jun for an explanation as Aiba tried to adjust the bright blue mini skit that was part of his sexy police costume, recycled from their concert a year earlier. When he straightened up, it slipped right back into place, though, so he bent over again and tried to pull the hem down so that at least covering his briefs underneath.
“But isn’t sexy good for Arashi’s image? We haven’t done nearly enough sexy things recently,” Ohno replied innocently, but Nino snickered and covered his mouth, looking away when Jun turned to glare at him.
“Listen, Leader. Even though they told us we could wear whatever we wanted to, I don’t think they meant something like this-“
“Did you see Kanjani? They have a theme-“ Aiba explained enthusiastically, his eyes suddenly shining as if there were glitter falling around him, but he was interrupted by Sho, who put a calm hand on his shoulder, getting his attention immediately.
“What I think Jun is trying to say is you should have taken this more seriously.” There was a warm smile on his face, though, and therefore Aiba couldn’t be entirely upset with him.
“But it’s our last job until our vacation! I just didn’t want to boring! I don’t want anyone to forget about Arashi while all the younger groups are doing their special event!”
“You do realize that it’s only two days off?” Nino broke in with an expression that was half incredulous and half irritated (although the rest of them knew this was only to hide his own anticipation).
“It’s the longest actual vacation that we’ve ever had together, Nino!” Aiba replied passionately, then smiled widely and took a step forward and began waving his hands animatedly as he talked. “I compiled the surveys I gave you guys last week and came up with a really awesome schedule! First we’re going to-“
“Do this live broadcast,” Nino curtly threw in, then smiled back at Aiba. “Don’t get your panties in a twist too early, m’am.”
Instead of countering, Aiba only laughed airily at the teasing, and Jun rolled his eyes and started for the studio, since they only had a few minutes left until they had to be in position. Sho was right behind him, followed by Nino who stole a grope as he followed the newscaster, and finally Aiba and Leader brought up the rear, the taller man wrapping his arm around the shorter’s shoulders.
“If you’d only told me, we could have matched,” Ohno complained lightly, and Aiba promptly pulled a pair of sunglasses from his pocket and offered them to Ohno, who put them on without a change of expression.
They did the broadcast just like that, and thanks to Maruyama and Ryo, Aiba was not the most ridiculous looking Johnny’s there, and their juniors (whom they encouraged via video, as they were in some other part of the country in the middle of a huge event that they had landed, and the reason why the rest of them had a mini vacation) laughed and responded as they should have. That was, to make fun of them and act embarrassed.
After that they all did a short medley performance, Arashi’s contribution being their debut song, and then they were all finished and out of the recording studio within the hour.
“So, for our two day group date,” Aiba explained in the changing room, looking absolutely serious despite his attire, which was causing his four person audience to have a difficult time paying attention to him, especially since he was pacing around like normal while they just sat and watched him. “Tonight we’ll have a nice dinner at that restaurant Sho wrote on his form, and then we’ll spend the night at my place and tomorrow morning we can sleep in a little and Matsujun can make breakfast…”
He stopped talking for a second with a small grin, waiting in anticipation, then looked up in confusion when Jun didn’t object or chide him for volunteering him for something like that without asking, but found that all four of them were staring at his legs. So Aiba looked down to see what was wrong and tried to fit his skirt back into place again, finding that it just wasn’t cooperating with him and was riding up to show his black briefs under his fishnet stockings again.
“You know,” Nino mumbled distractedly, “That wouldn’t happen if your legs weren’t open so wide.”
Aiba glanced over at him, feeling himself redden a little at the comment that probably wasn’t supposed to sound so sexual (except that it was Nino so of course there were double meanings all over the place), then shifted so that his thighs were pressed together which was awkward and not comfortable at all, so he gave up after about three seconds and started pacing again.
“So after breakfast we’ll go shopping and become beautified like Matsujun wants to do,” Aiba continued, trying not to notice the eyes that seemed to follow him as he moved, and not in an innocent way or in a way that implying they were even trying to listen to the plans that he had spent the last week pouring over so that their time together would be perfect, since they probably wouldn’t have another chance for a while.
And his skirt was coming up again.
“And uh…” he reached down to fix it, but ended up dropping his papers because of the actions and had to turn around and bend over to pick them up, and that was the end of his explanation.
In a second, a hand was on the back of his neck, preventing him from straightening, and a foot was kicking his already spread legs even wider, and another hand was groping his ass while yet another was going right for the goods and Aiba squeaked and fell forward, flat onto the floor.
But of course that only gave the rest of them easy access, and he struggled to even regain some sense of balance as his skirt was pushed up and his tights pulled down, and he could hear Nino mumbling that he had it coming with trying to revive this particular look.
Aiba didn’t mind, though, and he actually thought this was quite a good start to their two days of heaven.
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“So, Masaki,” Jun sighed, watching the other man in the reflection of the standing mirror placed right in front of his face, “When I said I wanted to get a massage and my hair done… I didn’t mean that I wanted you to do it…”
There was a moment of quiet where their eyes met through the reflection, and Jun tried to convey just how much he didn’t want to ruin Aiba’s day with what he was about to say.
“And I certainly didn’t mean I wanted Sho to do it.”
They had been out shopping for at least three hours, although some of them were more avid about it than others (meaning Jun and Sho, and Aiba simply because he was good with anything). They had grabbed a quick lunch, which Nino insisted was the most exciting part of their ‘two day date’ so far, and then returned to Aiba’s place at his insistence.
“But this way is more fun!” he tried to argue back with a huge smile. He had set up his kitchen just like a salon, bringing in a chair for Jun to sit in as well as his full length mirror from the bedroom, and he even had a plastic sheet to throw over his shoulders to prevent any hair dye from getting on his clothes.
“I don’t even want my hair dyed, Masaki,” he said nervously, obviously not prepared for what he had gotten himself in to. “I just wanted a trim!”
“Well, I figured you didn’t want me trying to cut your hair, so…”
Jun thought he was certainly right about that, and what was worse was the fact that Ohmiya SK was just watching them from the couch, obviously not prepared to let Jun escape being their source of entertainment for the afternoon.
“Besides, Sho can read the difficult part of the directions, so isn’t it better if he does it?” Aiba argued as he started to massage Jun’s shoulders, standing behind him and still watching him in the mirror. Jun was ready to argue again, but the strong fingers were digging into his muscles perfectly and sending calming waves thorough his body and ah, he couldn’t remember what he was trying to argue about. Damn him.
“How’s that, Jun?” he teased him, blowing hotly into his ear. “I’ll massage you… everywhere while we wait…”
“Aiba-“ Sho tried to break in, holding a small bowl of dye in two gloved hands, mixing it together and look quite unsure about the whole thing, but Aiba shhed him just as Jun was pulling himself back together.
“Just do it!” he whispered hastily, and moved the mirror out of the way so that he could bend over and start kissing Jun, still rubbing his shoulders and slowly moving to his chest.
Since Sho was at a loss, he sighed and stood in the vacated place behind Jun, first wetting his hair lightly with a spray bottle as the directions had said, then started applying the creamy dye… quite distractedly, since he kept catching himself watching the pair tongue kissing instead.
And then, when Aiba’s hands started wandering under the plastic sheet draped on Jun’s shoulders, he completely stopped and just stared at Jun’s pared lips as he gasped for breath, wanting more than anything to just join in.
So he did the responsible thing and set the bowl of mixed dye on the counter before removing his gloves and washing his hands as quickly as he could in the sink just a step away, watching them the whole time, then came back just as Aiba disappeared under the plastic sheet himself, obviously starting something that they’d done several times in the last twenty four hours, and Jun leaned back in the chair and moaned loudly. Sho made it just in time to start kissing him like crazy, and Jun grabbed him hard and pulled him as close as he could, the other hand going to the back of Aiba’s head.
There were even naughty sounds coming from the couch where Nino and Ohno had joined in the fun, and Sho wished he could do something to relieve himself too, but right now he was satisfied with the noises that Jun was making underneath him as Aiba worked.
In a few minutes, when Jun was finally about to reach the edge, gasping and shaking, Sho pulled back to witness his expressions, his hand tangling in his hair and pulling just like he knew Jun liked, and for his effort he got a hitched breath and low moan as Jun came.
And his fingers covered in hair dye.
Sho looked at his hand in a panic, realizing what had happened as Jun let out a sigh of satisfaction and opened his eyes. Aiba leaned back, wiping his face, which was beaming with afterglow, even if it wasn’t his, and his smile was bigger than usual at his plan succeeding.
To some degree.
Nino was cursing loudly across the room while Sho began washing his hand off in the sink, before turning back to Jun and realizing how much trouble he had just gotten himself into.
Pulling him out of the chair and into the bathroom despite his protests, Sho then covered his ears as Jun screamed once he realized what had happened.
Then water from the shower could be heard promptly, and Aiba’s face fell before he rushed into the bathroom behind them, leaving Ohno and Nino to finish their activities alone.
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"Sho-kun you are such a failure.”
Nino seemed to be the only one able to make light of Jun’s new hairstyle, which was half his usual black color and half bright orange from bleach, in random patches all over his head.
“You couldn’t even get all of it,” Nino covered his mouth to try to lessen the impact of being barely able to hold in his laughter, but Jun’s glare of death was probably only becoming deadlier because of it.
“It’s not my-“ Sho started to argue back, almost just as upset as Jun was, but he realized where he was going with those words and stopped himself, even if he was too late. They all knew it was Aiba’s fault because it was his idea and he had done the distracting, but he tended to get overly emotional when someone was angry at him, specifically if it was any of them (this rarely was anyone other than Jun, but it did happen and when it did it was much like watching a cowering puppy that had been kicked one too many times).
“Get me a hat. We are going to a salon right now.” Even in his rage Jun tried to salvage the situation.
But it was still too late.
“I’m…” Aiba’s eyes were already brimming with tears, and even as he talked his voice wavered with emotion. On top of that, he had to sniff before he could continue. “I’m so sorry.”
And then the tears started falling even though they knew Aiba was trying not to make a scene. He was rubbing his eyes with the back of his hands and almost hiccupping and was getting even worse since no one was comforting him.
Because he deserved it to some degree, and Jun was still mad, and nothing would get Jun un-mad as quickly as a crying Aiba.
“I just… I just wanted…” he was sobbing. “Together… I wanted… together with you…” Aiba continued brokenly into his hands and Jun was clenching and unclenching his jaw as he tried not to watch him, all five of them sitting in a circle together in Aiba’s living room. But Nino, Sho, and Ohno were watching Jun in turn, wondering how long it was going to take him to give in, or whether they should actually consider intervening.
Aiba gasped once, then took three deep breaths and tried to clear his face again by wiping his cheeks with the back of his arms, and finally managed to look up at Jun with blood shot eyes before he realized he was being ignored and couldn’t stop the next wave from coming.
And once he covered his face in shame, Jun’s eyes darted over to his pathetic figure before averting themselves to the wall, but it was only a matter of seconds until he was glancing back again and again, with less and less time between intervals.
Finally, just when it seemed as though Aiba was going to rush to his room and hide there for the rest of the night, Jun sighed and leaned towards him, pulling the older man into his arms and making him cry even harder than before.
“I just wanted to be with you guys!” he burst out loudly, automatically hugging Jun back and burying his face in his shoulder, his body still shaking with sobs, and the other three came closer, rubbing Aiba’s back and head where they could, but stopping there because it was really Jun’s responsibility to make it up to him (as it usually was).
“It’s okay, Masaki… It’s okay,” he whispered guiltily, rocking their bodies together just barely noticeably. “We’ll go to the salon and get this fixed now and not ruin our two day date.” The last part was pointed, as if he was convincing himself that he could hold his emotions in check to make sure Aiba’s work wasn’t wasted.
“I’m sorry, Jun,” he whimpered back, but he was finally calming down and sounded genuine about his words, and that almost hurt more than the crying.
“I forgive you, Masaki.” Jun placed both hands on the side of his head gently, and forced Aiba to look him in the eye. “You only wanted to make me happy, right?” he asked with a smile, and of course he was finally able to get one in return.
Aiba sniffed one more time, wiping his eyes again, and Jun kissed him softly for good measure before allowing him to get up and rush into the bedroom to no doubt find the biggest hat he could.
The downside of not being mad anymore, though, was the barrage of jokes from Nino, and Ohno sneaking a picture with his phone, and not being able to chide Sho for his usual failure either (although he gave him a stern look, which Sho tried not to laugh in reply to, and if it wasn’t Jun’s own hair he probably would have found the situation amusing along with them).
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Because of the extra time it took for them to fix the problem, the activity planned for that afternoon was cancelled and instead they headed straight for the onsen, which had been requested by Nino (since playing videogames was not an acceptable activity for their group date). It was a little out of the way, but Aiba thought it was worth it, especially since they would be able to spend the night and get pampered (and maybe at this point that would help make things up with Jun too).
It was a place that was often frequented by celebrities, which was lucky for them since they didn’t get noticed like they would have otherwise and were twice as protected by the staff, plus it was a rather high class place as well. The indoor baths had an oversized waterfall and was decorated with exotic plants, not to mention an array of expensive hygienic products at their disposal, specifically a kind of body wash that Jun had been meaning to try and pushed off on the rest of them while they were showering in the corner. (None of them cared, actually, mostly because Jun did the honors of applying it to each of their backs, but the lucky one was Ohno, who managed to catch Jun in a kiss at the end, and they continued on for quite awhile, while Sho discreetly watched the door for them-something that was just habit for the worrywart.)
After they were clean they all moved to the hot water to soak, Ohno and Aiba first who headed straight to the waterfall together, Aiba to see if the rocks and plants were real, and Ohno to slip under the running water, letting it cascade over his shoulders.
Nino was next, watching the two of them until Aiba finally noticed and started throwing him sultry glances (which made him laugh), and then came Sho, who had wanted to try a few of the rubbing salts, and finally Jun who had tried everything.
But Aiba was pleased that they were all enjoying it (especially Jun, he seemed not to be mad at all anymore) and it wasn’t even close to over with yet. They had an excellent seafood dinner waiting, and after the baths they could have a professional massage… or maybe Aiba would just give the massages…
While Sho and Jun settled in on the hotter side of the monstrous tub, Nino joined Ohno under the waterfall, sitting close to him and talking quietly so the others couldn’t hear, even though Ohno looked like he had completely lost himself in relaxing with his eyes closed and a dreamy smile on his face. The only way anyone would know he was even paying attention to what the other man was saying was his occasional chuckle that could be heard across the room.
Aiba decided to give the two a bit of space and instead amused himself with sneakily watching Jun and Sho, both of whom had joined Ohno in his half sleeping state, heads rested against the wall while the rest of them were almost completely submerged.
As smoothly as he could, as to not disturb them, he moved closer, intently examining their bodies (without being noticed of course, since both pairs of eyes were closed and Sho’s mouth was half open in relaxed bliss). Neither of them moved even when he was only basically on top of them, although it wasn’t obvious whether they had not actually noticed his approach, or were just ignoring him.
Either way it was the same, Aiba thought as he smiled happily and let his hands find their own targets, one skimming up Jun’s thigh, which made him twitch a little in his lethargic state, and the other one going straight for Sho-chan junior.
“What the-“ Sho jumped, then gasped involuntarily since Aiba actually had a decent grip on him, and Jun was waking up as well, trying to stop his other hand from doing the same to him.
“Aiba!” he chided in a half angry voice, probably because he had been surprised more than because of his actual actions. “What are you doing?!”
“Just wanted to see who’s the biggest,” he giggled back, making Sho flounder for words as he stroked him, but Jun seemed determined to not let Aiba get away with anything else after their earlier catastrophe and suddenly pulled him by the arm, throwing him off balance, and he had to either let go or get dunked under the water.
It turned out that saving himself had been right decision because Jun pinned him against the wall with a slight smirk and leaned in near his face, taunting, “Everyone knows it’s you, Masaki.”
Aiba really really wanted to see where this was going (especially if it was towards fulfilling his dream of an erotic onsen experience), but of course Nino chose that moment to interrupt them, prompting Jun to turn his head away from Aiba distractedly.
“That’s a lie! Everyone knows Oh-chan is bigger than Aiba,” he half yelled across the wide room, and as soon as Aiba saw the amused look on Ohno’s face at the unexpected comment he couldn’t stop himself from laughing.
“Bet not! Let’s compare Oh-chan!” he challenged, pulling Jun with him as he waded past Sho (who had stuffed himself into the corner protectively with a dazed look), and met the other man halfway across the pool, where they proceeded to (not so innocently) compare their sizes with each other while Nino watched.
But before they had really gotten anywhere, they were interrupted by Sho, who was red in the face from more than just the heat of the bath, announcing, “I think I’m done now.”
“Wait, Sho-chan-“ They needed to stay together!
“He’s just upset because he’s the smallest,” Nino laughed, then almost doubled over at the indignant glare from Sho, but Jun spoke up too with a satisfied expression and a shrug.
“We’ve been in here long enough, anyway. Don’t want anyone to pass out, right?”
And indeed, Ohno was looking more flushed than he probably should (although that was only apparent on his lower parts because of his suntan), and they had a whole night ahead of them anyway. Plenty of things to do and Aiba certainly didn’t want anyone to start feeling sick beforehand.
So they began slowly exiting the bath, and by the time the last of them (Ohno and Aiba) had finished rinsing off and had made it into the changing room, Sho was already half dressed and rubbing some sort of expensive lotion of his face while Nino was preventing Jun from getting anything done by groping him.
But Jun seemed to be putting up with it good naturedly, trying to grab Nino’s wrists with a playful smile and when he finally got them, Nino retaliated by rubbing himself against him erotically until Jun finally pushed him away altogether and pulled his shirt over his head quickly.
“No, wait! I brought yukatas for every!” Aiba explained in a hurried voice, glancing over at Sho as well and raising his hands in the air out of habit. “We have to wear the yukatas, it will help us relax!”
The four looks that he got in return let Aiba know they saw right through his get-things-started-easy plan, but no one said anything and Aiba grinned from ear to ear as Jun sighed and took off his shirt again, much to Nino’s pleasure.
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They started dinner with a toast of their beers, chinking them together before each gulping down several mouthfuls to sate their heated bodies, then turning to the fantastic meal set out before them and falling on it like they had been starved for days. (More likely their bodies needed to replenish the amount of energy they had been using while being together with each other for the last twenty four hours.)
“What do you guys want to do after this?” Aiba asked when his stomach was finally signaling him to slow down. “We can get a massage, or there’s a karaoke room upstairs,” he offered excitedly, but Nino stopped him with a raised hand and shook his head.
“Me and Oh-chan already planned some entertainment, so you guys will just have to watch! We can bring a few beers back to our rooms…”
Of course Nino’s expression was giving away the fact that the “entertainment” probably wouldn’t be innocent at all, but Aiba liked that plan just fine and suddenly couldn’t wait to get dinner over with even though it was so delicious.
And thus he was impatient when Sho filled his bowl with soup again and almost fell over the table (half drunk) as he stood to hurry him up with more flailing than he’d meant to add. But Ohno pulled him back down and pacified him by feeding him another piece of shrimp with his own chopsticks and he managed to get just distracted enough to survive another five minutes before they finally headed back upstairs. Ohno went ahead with Nino while the rest of them got a few packs of beer from the restaurant (cans, so they wouldn’t spill them on the way up), and by the time they arrived the two of them were already waiting, three floor chairs set up around a short table for their convenience.
“If you would,” Nino indicated the seats and Aiba plopped down immediately with a giggle, breaking out the beers and passing them around, even if no one bothered to open them. Across from him Jun sat down much more gracefully and next to Aiba was Sho, looking around at them curiously (and maybe a little hesitantly), but all of them turned to Nino as he took Ohno’s hand and they bowed together.
Aiba clapped enthusiastically and after a quick glance at him, both Jun and Sho joined in.
“Tonight, for your viewing pleasure only, I present to you, Satoshi,” he motioned to Ohno, who bobbed with an excited grin, then turned back to Nino.
“And Kazunari!” he returned the introduction, and Nino waved his hand around impressively before also bowing once more, just slightly.
“For our first act we will perform a short drama sequence entitled, ‘Aiba’s attempt at seducing Leader.’”
At just the title alone, all three of them had to laugh, and especially Aiba’s high pitched giggle echoed throughout the room for several seconds until they quieted down enough to see what the pair had actually come up with.
To prepare, Ohno sat down on the floor gracefully and Nino backed up so that he was half hidden by the stowed sliding door that ran down the middle of the room. When he came back in he had a goofy smile on his face and began giggling uncontrollably, throwing himself at Ohno as he yawned.
“Oh-chan! You’re here late! Could it be you were waiting for me?!” Nino tried to imitate Aiba’s airy voice, and even though he didn’t really hit the mark, the imitation was funny enough (and they were drunk enough) that they all started laughing again.
“Ah, Aiba-chan,” Ohno replied slowly, rubbing his eyes. “I must have fallen asleep.”
“So you weren’t waiting for me?” Nino pouted, widening his eyes and sticking out his bottom lip.
“Not really,” Ohno shrugged, then pretended to look at a watch on his wrist despite the fact that he was dressed in only his yukata. “Guess I’d better be heading home now.”
They both paused for a second before Nino turned away and said to himself in an enthusiastic voice, “This is my chance! If I can seduce Oh-chan here, I can take him home and cuddle him all night!!”
He turned back to Ohno dramatically and fluttered his eyes as awkwardly as he could manage and sent Aiba into another giggling fit, and Jun as well.
“Heeeey, Oh-chan,” Nino tried to lower his voice and make it sound sexy, but Ohno looked indifferent and yawned again.
“What is it, Aiba-chan?”
Nino turned away and pulled his yukata off his shoulder halfway, leaning over so that Ohno could get a nice view of his bare chest.
“What is it, Aiba-chan?” Ohno repeated in the same tone and Nino pretended to fall to the floor in exasperation while the rest of them busted up laughing again.
“Wh-why don’t you come home with me?” Nino tried innocently, looking away from Ohno as he started to talk again, and stuck his tongue out to gently wet his lips. “I mean, you could have a nice hot bath in my big tub, and we could… we could drink beer together and I’d give you nice… massage… I know you love my massages, Oh-chan,” Nino said as sweetly as he could. “And then maybe… if the timing is right, we could… you know… I could,” he turned back to Ohno with an eager look on his face.
But Ohno’s eyes were closed and he snored right on cue, pretending to have fallen asleep again.
The room was full of laughter and Nino broke out of character as well, giggling and leaning against Ohno as he opened his eyes.
He helped the older man to stand up and they bowed again, drawing another round of applause from their audience.
“Next on the menu, ‘Leader’s attempt at seducing Jun’!” Nino announced, and they barely had time to contain themselves before they had started the next scene.
Without hesitation, Ohno pulled Nino against him tightly and Nino pretended to push him away without any real effort.
“Satoshi not here, what if someone comes in right now?” Nino lowered his voice to try to fit Jun’s, but it was less successful than his imitation of Aiba, and even Jun himself couldn’t help but smile.
“But Jun-kun… I want you,” Ohno whispered back, kissing Nino’s neck as he continued to wiggle around and try to get away.
“We’re in the green room, Satoshi! Anyone could come in at any minute!”
“Doesn’t that make it exciting?” Ohno chuckled back and pulled on Nino’s yukata so it began slipping off his waist, and Aiba’s eyes went straight to the pale legs that were exposed.
“No-“ Nino squeaked in his best Jun voice, then moaned as Ohno’s hand slipped between the folds of his clothing.
Suddenly Nino acted as if he got a hold of himself and firmly pushed Ohno, who fell to the ground dramatically, and then turned towards the corner of the room, beginning to mumble to a monologue to himself.
“I love Satoshi so much, I want his body so much-“ Sho started laughing again, his eyes crinkling up, and he turned quickly to look at Jun’s expression, which was amused but trying not to be. Nino continued, “But this isn’t the right time or place… but he’s rarely this aggressive and I want him, and well I suppose everyone is almost gone now and maybe if he shoved something in front of the door so it can’t be opened then maybe we could…”
He closed his eyes and rung his hands together, sighing happily and obviously thinking dirty thoughts, and that’s when Aiba lost control of himself, because even though Jun was always worried about things like that-almost as much as Sho-he would never say so and instead tried to act cool about it. So seeing this straightforward kind of character was really hilarious.
Finally Nino’s eyes fluttered open and he smiled in a silly way before gasping, “I suppose we could… here… Satoshi…” But when he turned back to the other way, Ohno was laid out on the floor and let out a snore on cue, sending them into another loud fit of laugher.
“Satoshi-kun is so perfect,” Sho gasped out with a red face that was once against scrunched up in amusement, and Jun nodded in agreement, both of them fully enjoying the moment.
Once again Nino helped Ohno stand up and then bowed together before immediately going into the next performance.
“The last scene is entitled, ‘My stranger on the train,’ and we’ll need a volunteer. Sho-chan!” Nino continued without even looking at Aiba, who had raised his hand immediately at the mention of volunteering. He pouted a little, but forgot about it as soon as Nino came forward to comically drag Sho (who was looking bewildered and confused) towards their makeshift stage.
While they waited Nino whispered a few things in Sho’s ear and then pushed him lightly towards were Ohno was standing a few feet away from them, backing up himself to watch what he had set up.
With an embarrassed look (in fact, Sho probably wouldn’t have been so willing had he not been half drunk), he raised one arm above his head and pretended to hold a strap, as if he was standing in a moving train car.
Nino signaled for everything to begin, and that’s when Ohno came into action, also pretending to reach up to take hold of something over his head and steady himself as the invisible train moved around them.
He acted out a few jerking motions as if someone was pushing him and came closer to Sho, eventually rubbing right up against him and drawing Sho’s curious gaze, and they all watched closely in anticipation of what would happen next.
After looking away distractedly, Ohno slid in front of Sho, sticking close to his side, and reached for the next imaginary hand strap while his other hand subtlety settled on Sho’s hip as if to keep himself from stumbling any more.
Using his acting skills, Leader played the character out fully, glancing to the side pointedly and appearing as if nothing was going wrong, even as his grip tightening on the yukata and pulled just a little, baring Sho’s torso just a bit more.
With a guilty expression, Ohno glanced at him then looked away, then glanced back once again and this time his eyes stayed on Sho’s obvious chest muscles even as the taller man began to blush a deeper shade of red due to the attention.
“Damn, you might have the most amazing boobs I’ve ever seen!” Ohno mumbled in a low airy voice, as if he had just been thinking it and the words only slipped out by accident, but the rest of them started giggling again, especially Nino who was covering his mouth with one hand.
“E-Excuse me?” Sho managed to get out with a flustered expression, obviously not sure if he was supposed to play along or not, but he said it and their Leader looked up distractedly.
“You’re cute,” he replied in the same airy voice, and his hand pulled at the yukata again, causing it to open wider. As he continued his show, Ohno dropped his other arm, apparently getting his footing on the train-but none of them minded the shift because he was cupping Sho’s chest muscles and even leaned forward to start licking one of his nipples. This action drew a sudden ah from Sho, who still was holding onto the invisible hand rail for dear life, but somehow managed to catch Nino’s gaze and sent him a pleading look (which he promptly ignored).
“Satoshi-stop…! Aren’t you supposed to be-ah-falling asleep or something?” he pleaded, obviously embarrassed with their intent audience, but Ohno didn’t reply. Instead he began to suck the nipple into a healthy red color and easily slid open the rest of the yukata to start rubbing Sho’s erection through his briefs.
“Looks like we need another volunteer for our final act, ‘Sho-chan threesome!’” Nino narrated energetically, and once again ignored Aiba completely when he raised his hand high in the air and even started waving it with an Ooh! Choose me!
Instead Nino grinned at the man across from him and said, “Jun-kun it is!” before pulling the amused looking member into a standing position and pushing him towards the stage, where Ohno was already kneeing on the ground, mouthing Sho through his briefs even while his victim’s hand remained unsteadily raised above his head.
Aiba pouted, although even watching would be more than enough, but then Nino bounded over to him and placed himself firmly in his lap with a smile that said so many things.
“Nino,” he whined anyway, frowning at this friend. “Why didn’t you pick me?”
As his hands snaked around his neck and he settled into the embrace, Nino leaned forward and kissed him once before whining back, “You’ve been ignoring me all day! I just wanted you all to myself.”
Well, Aiba thought that was a pretty good reason and his lips shifted into a bright smile as he placed his hands on Nino’s slim hips, his yukata still barely hanging on.
“Guess that’s okay, then,” he giggled and leaned forward for another kiss, but Nino danced out of his range just far enough to tease him back.
“Better be. Because right now you’re all mine.”
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To Part 2!