Ohno in Wonderland: The Lost Chapter

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Title: Ohno in Wonderland: The Lost Chapter
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Sho/Nino + Kame
Disclaimer: I guess Johnny’s technically owns Arashi, huh? Not me.
Summary: A peek at what happened after Ohno left. This is for all of those lovely fans out there that read Ohno in Wonderland and like porn.

Kame had simply been on his way to Nino’s room to get his signature for the months total of captures for each of the pieces, his name at the top with the most (as usual, Kame thought with a smirk) and Sho towards the bottom with a nicely drawn zero next to it. The only time Sho had ever had anything was the half of point that Oh-chan had brought him last month.

Without bothering to knock (Kame never bothered to knock on Nino’s door on the off chance he could catch him changing), he froze in place as he saw Sakurai straddling the Red Queen, not wearing a shirt, kissing the other chess piece passionately.

They both turned to him when the door hit the wall. The bishop hadn’t been discreet in his entrance, but that was because he hadn’t thought there was need to be.

“K-Kame!” Nino immediately exclaimed and buried his head in the mattress in a very passive way (something that the chess piece wasn’t used to seeing), but Sho turned back to the man under him and ‘shh’ed him gently, running his hand comfortingly down his neck.

“Don’t worry about it,” Sho said quietly, “I’ll talk to him. Just stay here for a second.”

Kame backed into the hallway as the knight advanced on him, and Sho closed the door calmly behind them before turning to the bishop once again and cornering him next to the red drapes that framed the entranceway.

In this moment, Kame was feeling terrified. The usual bumbling knight that could barely walk straight when he concentrated was almost glaring at him. To Kame, his look said if you tell anyone…

But what came out of Sakurai’s mouth was actually something quite different.

“Kame,” he started nonchalantly, aggressively putting his hands on either side of the bishop’s head and leaning in closely with dark eyes. “I have a proposition for you.”

His breath gone, Kame could only wait for the other chess piece to continue, which he did a moment later.

“I know you’re in love with Nino. And I’m willing to give you a taste of him.”

Swallowing and blushing bright red (no one knew that!), Kame still couldn’t find the will power to move, caught off guard by this suave Sho keeping him prisoner.

“But before I say anything else, I’m going to make one thing very clear.”

The bishop could feel his hands shaking at the commanding tone of Sho’s voice. That was Kame’s trademark. Even if the knight might be doing it better.

“Nino is mine. If you try to take this even one step farther…”

The threat lingered in the air and Kame was actually quite alarmed by the implication, although he’d never even thought of being scared of Sakurai before.

“Do you understand?” Sho asked with a dark look and waited until Kame nodded slowly before he relaxed again.

“Alright,” the knight said in a conversational tone and then retreated a few steps and allowed Kame to finally breathe. “Oh, by the way,” Sho started again, right as he was turning back to the door leading into Nino’s bedroom.

Kame had closed his eyes for a second, trying to understand what was going on, but immediately froze again when Sakurai’s stare was trained on him again.

“Here’s a tip,” the knight said with a low voice. “Never insult my clothing again. Especially when Nino’s around.”

Kame knew he looked stunned by the seemingly random advice and permanently erased the words he had finally decided to call Sho’s new ‘scarf’ the next time he wore it.

“Well,” the knight smiled, but it looked bitter, or at least sarcastic, and he finally opened the door again, and Kame scrambled to follow him, since it was obvious the other chess piece was not planning on being polite enough to hold it for him.

Nino, who Kame discovered was also not wearing a shirt, turned back to Sho with a look of relief, but immediately tensed up when he saw the bishop coming after him.

“Sho-chan…?” the Red Queen asked with pleading eyes, watching the knight as he returned to the side of the large bed and began crawling towards him, leaving them in the same position as Kame had walked in on.

“Don’t worry, Nino, I talked to him,” he replied consolingly, but Nino glanced at the bishop awkwardly coming closer and didn’t look comforted at all.

Sho motioned for the new addition to approach the other side of the bed and Kame did, completely lost as to what he had been offered, or even what he was supposed to be doing right now.

Without acting like he minded the extra person, Sho began working on Nino’s pants, even though the Red Queen immediately tried to stop him.

“Sho-chan, what’s Kame doing here?” he whispered, and the bishop was wondering if either of them were going to address him or just continue to act like he couldn’t hear them.

Taking a second to finish fighting Nino for his bottoms, which was a round the Red Queen eventually lost, Sho pulled him up into a sitting position and then forced him to turn around and face Kame, who had finally settled for climbing onto the side of the bed opposite of Nino, even though he hadn’t gone any farther than the very edge.

When their eyes finally met, Nino blushed from head to toe (another thing that Kame had never seen before) and immediately pulled his knees up to his chest, covering his package and blocking it with his hands crossed in front of his shins.

“He said he wanted to kiss you, Kazu.”

Kame would have been fuming right now if Sho wasn’t giving him the most dark, sinful look he’d ever seen in his life. First of all, he hadn’t asked (even if he wanted it more than anything right now), and second of all no one called Nino Kazu.

But the Red Queen seemed surprised at the explanation and looked at Kame curiosity, obviously not understanding his motives.

“…Really?” he asked hesitantly and the bishop cleared his throat and nodded in reply. Nino averted his gaze to the bed, and Sho was behind him now, running one hand through the smaller man’s hair and looking at Kame, trying to gauge his reaction, most likely. “Why would you want to do something like that?” Nino whispered after a second and Kame slowly crawled closer, not offering an answer.

“Just let him?” Sho asked in a way that seemed like he was receiving a favor, and his hands were now at Nino’s elbows, slowly coaxing the Red Queen’s arms away from his legs. Sho kissed the other chess piece between his ear and cheek, his eyes half lidded.

There was a tense silence for almost a minute while Nino shyly glanced at Kame and then averted his gaze (several times) as Sho subliminally worked Nino’s arms backwards, taking away his defensive balance and tangling their fingers together on both sides.

“Just a small one,” he finally conceded and Kame immediately leaned forward, although not without a look of approval from Sho.

Nino wasn’t moving at all, only staring at the bishop with expectant eyes, so Kame took the initiative and touched their lips together, his heart almost exploding at the small gasp that left Nino’s mouth on the contact. Sho wasn’t pushing him away (and neither was Nino), so Kame took a chance and slowly forced his tongue past Nino’s lips, trying to keep his movements unnoticeable, since that seemed to be the way Sho was going about it.

But just when his tongue had met Nino’s own, the Red Queen pushed on the arch of his collar bone and Kame broke the connection, trying to still his own heavy breathing.

“I said a small one,” Nino gasped and Kame looked down to see Sho’s hands at the Red Queen’s nipples.

“Aw, come on Nino,” Sho replied teasingly behind him, nuzzling the backside of the man’s ear. “You’ve got to give him a little more than that…”

Kame was surprised when Nino simply swallowed and nodded lightly, his face flushed and breathing still faster than it should be, before he pulled the bishop back to him with a hand on either side of his face.

His cock was throbbing as the Red Queen kissed him, his tongue forcing Kame’s to fight back, and the bishop was torn between being envious of the knight for experiencing this all the time and being grateful that he at least got a chance for this much.

A second later Nino gasped as his attention was taken away from Kame’s mouth, so he pulled away, needing to see what Sho was doing now.

The knight had his hand around Nino’s cock and was stroking him firmly, his other hand trying to force Nino’s thighs open wider and give Kame a better view.

“No!” Nino gasped upsetly, trying to stop Sho’s movements with shaking hands, but Sho just kissed his neck and continued to do as he pleased. “No, don’t show him that,” he was almost sobbing as the knight cradled him back against his chest, one of Nino’s knees folded and trying its hardest to keep himself hidden.

“It’s okay, Kazu…” Sho said in a soothing voice and kissed the other man gently on the cheek. “Kame said he wanted to see it.”

Nino tucked his face against Sho’s neck, trying to hide from Kame as the bishop watched Sho’s hand at work. “No, no,” the Red Queen mumbled again, and Kame was almost feeling guilty.

“Kame, hold this one,” Sho commanded, indicated the area where his fingers were currently resting on Nino’s inner thigh. Slowly, the bishop did as he was told, resisting the urge to pet the pale, perfect skin, and watched as Sho switched hands so that he could pull the other leg into place.

“See, it’s not so bad, right?” the knight’s voice was consoling again, completely different from when he had cornered Kame in the hallway.

“It is, it is, Sho-chan.” Kame wondered if Nino was crying. His breath was erratic and the words came out unevenly.

“What if Kame shows you his too? Would that be better?” Sho asked quietly, and Kame immediately saw where this was going. When did Sakurai get so smart, playing out the situation like this?

Nino had calmed down a little, although he didn’t respond, and Sho’s gaze shifted from the Red Queen to his bishop, then nodded his head.

Without having to hear anything else, Kame reversed until he was off the bed again, then immediately shed his regular white shirt and tie, followed quickly by the rest of his outfit, leaving a pile of snow-colored fabric on Nino’s floor.

By the time he turned back, Nino was watching him apprehensively and Sho was whispering see, he’s hard just like you, in the Red Queen’s ear.

As he climbed back onto the bed, Kame straightened, his weight only on his knees, and gave Nino a full view of his cock, hoping he’d get the same in return. Nino was staring at it, but looked away as soon as Kame came closer again.

This time when Sho slowly slid his palms down the Red Queen’s inner thighs, opening them again after the lapse, Nino allowed him to, all the while adverting his gaze to an empty space at the foot of the bed.

“Should we let Kame touch it?” Sho asked quietly, against Nino’s hair.

There was no reply from the other chess piece, so Kame slowly reached forward and ran his fingers over Nino’s erection, the pulsing of his own coming back full force as the other man’s breath hitched.

With another short look at Sakurai, who wasn’t stopping him, Kame leaned forward and kissed Nino gently, and the room’s resident finally gave the bishop his full attention.

Some moans escaped Nino’s mouth as Kame pumped him, mimicking the earlier movements of Sho, and Kame drank them up like a good bottle of cotton candy flavored wine.

When the knight shifted on the bed behind Nino, though, the smaller chess piece immediately pulled back and asked, even though he was staring at Kame with glazed eyes the whole time, “Sho-chan, where are you going?”

The knight chuckled and suddenly kissed Nino himself.

“You want to see mine too, don’t you?” he asked jokingly and the Red Queen nodded frantically, his hands suddenly vice grips on Kame’s shoulders. “Then be a good boy and kiss Kame for a second.”

Without hesitating, Nino turned back to him and suddenly Kame felt like he was drowning, even though he was nowhere near water. The Red Queen was so forceful, biting his lip and thrusting his tongue around and tasting delicious, that Kame’s arms were becoming weak and he was falling back a few inches towards the mattress, Nino dominating him more with every breath he tried to take.

But before he had completely collapsed, the chess piece devouring him suddenly gasped loudly and stiffened, his mouth opened in a perfect “O”.

Although Kame couldn’t make out the details, he could see that Sho had come back and his arm was twitching back at forth at Nino’s ass. The bishop didn’t need it spelled out for him and instead watched as Nino suddenly became submissive again, moaning and shivering as Sakurai continued to move.

“Shall we put on a show for him?” Sho asked Nino in a wicked tone, his hand making more explicit thrusting movements now and kissing the other man’s neck lightly.

As Kame watched Sakurai’s actions, half hidden behind Nino’s arching back, he had a realization.

Sho was pushing himself into Nino while the Red Queen tried to hold back a yell at the intrusion, his eyes wide, and Kame could see a flash of movement through Nino’s legs as he straightened up, his hands still gripping Kame’s shoulders like vices.

Sho wasn’t being kind and sharing his prize with Kame; no, he was cruelly letting Kame taste a forbidden fruit and then showing him that he would never have it.

“Sho-chan! Ah!”

But even knowing that (the gleam in Sho’s eyes as he watched Kame told him he was correct), the bishop couldn’t tear his eyes away from his two comrades. After Sakurai had thrust into his partner four times, Kame let himself go, no longer caring that Sho hadn’t given him permission to do what he was about it.

With his hands on Nino’s slim and curving hips, Kame moved in and attached his mouth to one of the Red Queen’s nipples, drawing a surprised moan from the pleasured man, and avidly sucked it, working the hardened knob between his teeth and circling it with his tongue.

Their position had changed a little, so that Nino was leaning over him, still up on his knees with Sakurai behind him, and Kame barely keeping his balance, trying to stay in a sitting position while Nino’s firm grip was forcing him to go back. And after the surprise attack, the important chess piece had begun thrusting his hard cock against Kame’s chest and the bishop's hands had dropped down a few inches, feeling the cheeks of his ass and occasionally Sho’s hips when they came forward all the way.

“It’s… it’s going to come out soon, Sho-chan,” Nino said in a hurried voice, turning his head so that Sakurai could force their lips together (and he did).

Kame let the nipple go with a pop, and with all of his concentration, leaned down and began kissing his way down Nino’s stomach, grabbing the Red Queen’s cock in one hand while the other tried to keep them from someone falling into a heap of naked bodies.

But Sho seemed to have noticed Kame’s intentions because he pulled Nino back against him and rested their weight on his own legs, taking the pressure off the bishop and allowing him to move again. Of course Kame took a deep breath and lowered his head farther, kissing the tip of Nino’s cock even as the Red Queen’s body was wracked with thrusts.

Nino’s hand was in his hair, pulling him closer and Kame didn’t even care that he couldn’t breathe. This was probably the only chance he was going to get at this and he wanted to make sure Nino was satisfied with the experience.

When he came, hard and right in the back of Kame’s throat, Nino let out an elongated moan and his body was shaking, from his head going back and forth, to the subtle shivering of his hips, and Kame simply swallowed and sat up so he could look at Nino’s post-orgasm face.

His timing was perfect and he was just in time to see Sakurai come, his full lips parted in Nino’s name, and eyes closed tightly, sweat running down the side of his face.

Nino, too, was beautiful, just like Kame expected him to be, his hair messed up and cheeks deep red, his lips bruised and swollen.

Once the Red Queen collapsed against him, Kame stiffened, quite aware of his own erection still poking out, and helped Nino fall back onto the bed, wondering if it was acceptable to jerk off in front of the other two. He wasn’t wearing his clothes and certainly didn’t want to put them on right now, but he also felt a little… out of place, imagining the two of them orgasming together as he coaxed out his own.

His problem was solved as Sakurai lunged at him and pinned into to the mattress of the oversized bed, and Kame let out something that he hoped sounded more like a grunt than a squeak. He looked into Sakurai’s slightly dazed eyes and then moaned loudly when the knight promptly attached his mouth around his throbbing cock.

He came hard, just like Nino had, in the back of Sakurai’s throat and with a hand on the back of the knight’s head, a flash of pleasure making him lose his breath and any thoughts for several seconds.

When he finally got control of himself again, Kame suspected he was dreaming.

“Sho-chan, I’m tired. Let’s go to bed,” Nino said in a commanding tone motioning for the knight to come over to him.

“Yes, sir!” was the prompt reply, and Kame watched dazedly as Sho moved to the head of the bed, where he pulled back the covers for Nino and helped the Red Queen get settled in to their sleeping arrangement. There was absolutely no sign of the domineering knight that had just threatened him in the hallway an hour ago or the man who had greedily fucked Nino as Kame watched.

Once the two of them were pressed together under the blankets, Sho spooned up against Nino’s back, they turned back to Kame, who was caught somewhere between collecting his thoughts and trying to figure out what had just happened.

Nino sighed in what Kame usually interpreted as annoyance and then indicated the space on his other side.

“I guess you can sleep in Oh-chan’s spot if you want, Kame…” he conceded and the bishop looked to where Nino had pointed.

Thinking it was better than getting dressed and leaving, the chess piece began crawling forward, very aware of the muscles in his arms and throat aching.

“Oh! One second!” Sho said suddenly and pulled himself out of bed, much to Nino’s dismay (he frowned very pointedly).

But when the knight came back a second later with that horrendous scarf that Kame had seen on him twice now, Nino was practically glowing.

Sho scooted back over to Nino and returned to his original position while Nino turned to him and gently smoothed out the knitted fabric of the accessory.

Kame stared. Although the scary Sho had given him a warning earlier, he was still dying to use his insult, which he had put several hours of thought into, especially after the knight had gone out of his way to put it on at this very moment.

“Why are you wearing that now?” Nino asked with a chuckle and Sho tightened his grip around the smaller man. “I told you it was only for special occasions.”

Kame was paralyzed. Nino had give that…thing to him?

“But Kame’s here. Isn’t that special enough?” Sho asked with a bright smile, and Nino looked like he was ready to blush in either bliss or embarrassment. “You put so much time into making it… I have to wear it sometime.”

Kame thought he was going to have a heart attack.

Nino had made that thing. And he had been prepared to call it a…

Suddenly Sho’s suggestion made sense. When he had arrived for work wearing that… dress, he had received a punch from the usually complacent knight after his insult. And Nino had been right. There.

There was a cold sweat on Kame’s forehead as he stared at Sho in shock and the knight sent him a sweet smile in return, heating the bishop just as quickly as he had clammed up.

“I guess that’s fine. Just don’t get heatstroke,” Nino mumbled, even though he still looked ecstatic, and Kame vaguely wondered how the useless knight would get heatstroke when he wasn’t wearing anything else.

Silence fell on them and the lights slowly faded into darkness right on cue. Kame was a few inches away from Nino right now, both of them naked, and even though he should feel blessed, instead he felt awkward and maybe a little used.

He couldn’t fall asleep, not with replays of his night with Sho and Nino in his head, and when Sho’s heavy and loud breathing finally penetrated the tense atmosphere, Kame heard Nino speak.

“Kame.”

His tone had a warning edge to it, even though the volume was low, assumably not to wake the knight behind him.

“I saw the way you were looking at Sho-chan tonight.”

Kame stopped inhaling and tried to slow his heart beat from its racing pace.

“He belongs to me. You can’t have him, so don’t even try.”

Unsure whether to dwell on the fact that he couldn’t get the feeling of Sho’s mouth out of his head or try to convince Nino that he was mistaking the object of Kame’s affections, the bishop simply ended up hoping that he would survive the night.

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A/N: I decided to post this after all, but only to this community (not promoting elsewhere) because I don't feel like it actually fits in with the original Ohno in Wonderland that well. I just happened to write it at some point during that time, even though I tried to tell myself I wouldn't write any porn in that universe...

Anyway, how was it? I've become a Nino/Kame fan because of argle-fraster, but this ended up being Sho/Kame too didn't it?