[drabbles]
Reposted a few drabbles I wrote for people/threw in their faces over chat etc. ♥
Pairing:Koki/Nakamaru
For crystallekil
When Koki first gets his tongue piercing he doesn’t tell anybody, laughing loudly as usual during filming and being even more obnoxious than usual at the camera.
Nakamaru notices the flash of silver only when Koki comes right up to him and sticks his tongue in his face. He takes a surprised step back - no wonder Jin’s been looking out of sorts the whole day, shifty eyes and anxious feet.
Koki just grabs his shirt and shoves him against the dresser and kisses him roughly on the mouth, and Nakamaru is sure of what’s really there now as Koki’s runs his tongue over his teeth and he feels the cool metal dragging along his skin. He shudders, the air-conditioning suddenly ice-cold on his face contrasting with the way his mouth burns, the alkaline tang of metal (and perhaps even blood) when Koki sucks on his tongue, harsh and demanding.
“Koki - ” Nakamaru stutters awkwardly, trying to pry his friend’s fingers off his shirt where they are twisted into the material.
“Yuu-chan.” Koki’s voice is thick, the sound warped in the cavern of Nakamaru’s mouth.
He wonders why Koki did it. Sometimes Koki likes to do things without warning, just to show that he can, and he will, like how he shaved his head they day before his debut and no one can do fuck about it.
Reaching over to undo Koki’s belt, he’s surprised by a pair of hands stopping his own. Nakamaru thought Koki needed something from him, like Kame sometimes did, like Jin sometimes did more often than the former - dirty secrets, hard and fast handjobs given in exchange for mind-blowing blowjobs, never mind the Junno-esque pun. Instead it seems that what he needs this time is something different, Nakamaru figures, reading the signs steadily becoming more obvious with Koki’s hands pulling down his zipper, shoving his pants down his knees, pulling his already hard cock free.
He wants to make a remark, and tries to gasp for words, like the who what and whys but Koki’s tongue has him engaged, the metal clinking and skipping over the ridges of his teeth.
Nakamaru finds that he doesn’t really want to know what happened to make Koki upset enough, because it might have been Kame, it must have been Jin, but he really couldn’t care less when Koki’s got his hand wrapped around his cock like that, scraping short blunt nails along the bottom, so he moans and just thrusts up into the touch.
Nakamaru lets Koki be rough with him, because he thinks that maybe this is what his friend needs, because this "something different" seemed to open up a chasm of new possibilities (a worrying amount), and lastly because it just feels so damned good.
Pairing: Morita/Takemoto [Honey and Clover]
For coiled_iris
He wonders what Morita-senpai is doing, backing him up into a corner like that. It's something Morita-senpai would do, anyway, but he's tugging at his sweater, yanking it over his head, and they are stumbling backwards over rickety benches and dried-up paint cans that clank loudly as they are knocked over.
"What are you doing?" He gasps as the older man shoves a hand into his pants, touching him through his boxers. He tries to fend him off, but he's backed into a corner, surrounded by art supplies sticking into his back. Morita's hands are on his hips, pressing him against him, holding him down, he wants to escape but Morita’s hands are hot against his skin where his shirt has ridden up.
"You were watching," Morita hisses, hot breath in his ear. He shivers.
"What are you talking about?" He asks, even though he knows exactly what Morita's talking about -- that innocent kiss with Hagu-chan by the beach, that lurch in his heart and irrational jealousy.
Morita just drags down Takemoto's pants down and presses their lips together forcefully.
Pairing: Yoko/Jin/Junno
For innosense78
Yoko's got an arm around Jin's shoulders with his collar pried open, Jin clawing desperately and digging his nails into his skin, but Yoko holds on tight and doesn't let go.
"Junno, help - Junno, Yoko he - " Jin squirms and tries to kick the older man but he either fails or it is ineffective, and Yoko only chuckles into his ear.
"Do it, Junno."
"Are you sure?" Jin's eyes widen like moons.
"He'll kick me," Junno is a little bit uncertain, blowing his blond hair away from his face with a curl of his lip.
"He won't," and Jin's protests when Yoko wraps a leg around his and leans back into the wall, holding him out like a sacrifice.
Junno hesitates a moment longer, Jin desperately wishes he were nicer to his band mate on a regular basis because perhaps this wouldn't be happening to him now. He sucks in a breath when Junno raises his hands slowly, he's all ready to beg - then Junno places fingers on his collarbones, all ten of them.
He shrieks and trashes in Yoko's hold, can't believe this is happening to him - he gasps desperately as Junno's touch fans out across his clavicles, with a flair that is the Bidou in him. Junno is biting his lip as he concentrates on not losing contact with Jin's shaking body and Yoko just laughs.
" I hate you I hate you Ihateyouboth! " Jin shrieks.
Jin can feel Yoko's body shaking with laughter behind him and struggles harder, fisting the material of his sleeves, catching his breath in the momentary relief when Junno's fingers reach the end of his clavicles - his shoulders aren't as sensitive. That's when Yoko suddenly decides to let him go and they pitch forward, Junno squeaks as Jin's lips crashes into his on the way down.
Pairing:Koki/Nakamaru
For crystallekil
When Koki first gets his tongue piercing he doesn’t tell anybody, laughing loudly as usual during filming and being even more obnoxious than usual at the camera.
Nakamaru notices the flash of silver only when Koki comes right up to him and sticks his tongue in his face. He takes a surprised step back - no wonder Jin’s been looking out of sorts the whole day, shifty eyes and anxious feet.
Koki just grabs his shirt and shoves him against the dresser and kisses him roughly on the mouth, and Nakamaru is sure of what’s really there now as Koki’s runs his tongue over his teeth and he feels the cool metal dragging along his skin. He shudders, the air-conditioning suddenly ice-cold on his face contrasting with the way his mouth burns, the alkaline tang of metal (and perhaps even blood) when Koki sucks on his tongue, harsh and demanding.
“Koki - ” Nakamaru stutters awkwardly, trying to pry his friend’s fingers off his shirt where they are twisted into the material.
“Yuu-chan.” Koki’s voice is thick, the sound warped in the cavern of Nakamaru’s mouth.
He wonders why Koki did it. Sometimes Koki likes to do things without warning, just to show that he can, and he will, like how he shaved his head they day before his debut and no one can do fuck about it.
Reaching over to undo Koki’s belt, he’s surprised by a pair of hands stopping his own. Nakamaru thought Koki needed something from him, like Kame sometimes did, like Jin sometimes did more often than the former - dirty secrets, hard and fast handjobs given in exchange for mind-blowing blowjobs, never mind the Junno-esque pun. Instead it seems that what he needs this time is something different, Nakamaru figures, reading the signs steadily becoming more obvious with Koki’s hands pulling down his zipper, shoving his pants down his knees, pulling his already hard cock free.
He wants to make a remark, and tries to gasp for words, like the who what and whys but Koki’s tongue has him engaged, the metal clinking and skipping over the ridges of his teeth.
Nakamaru finds that he doesn’t really want to know what happened to make Koki upset enough, because it might have been Kame, it must have been Jin, but he really couldn’t care less when Koki’s got his hand wrapped around his cock like that, scraping short blunt nails along the bottom, so he moans and just thrusts up into the touch.
Nakamaru lets Koki be rough with him, because he thinks that maybe this is what his friend needs, because this "something different" seemed to open up a chasm of new possibilities (a worrying amount), and lastly because it just feels so damned good.
Pairing: Morita/Takemoto [Honey and Clover]
For coiled_iris
He wonders what Morita-senpai is doing, backing him up into a corner like that. It's something Morita-senpai would do, anyway, but he's tugging at his sweater, yanking it over his head, and they are stumbling backwards over rickety benches and dried-up paint cans that clank loudly as they are knocked over.
"What are you doing?" He gasps as the older man shoves a hand into his pants, touching him through his boxers. He tries to fend him off, but he's backed into a corner, surrounded by art supplies sticking into his back. Morita's hands are on his hips, pressing him against him, holding him down, he wants to escape but Morita’s hands are hot against his skin where his shirt has ridden up.
"You were watching," Morita hisses, hot breath in his ear. He shivers.
"What are you talking about?" He asks, even though he knows exactly what Morita's talking about -- that innocent kiss with Hagu-chan by the beach, that lurch in his heart and irrational jealousy.
Morita just drags down Takemoto's pants down and presses their lips together forcefully.
Pairing: Yoko/Jin/Junno
For innosense78
Yoko's got an arm around Jin's shoulders with his collar pried open, Jin clawing desperately and digging his nails into his skin, but Yoko holds on tight and doesn't let go.
"Junno, help - Junno, Yoko he - " Jin squirms and tries to kick the older man but he either fails or it is ineffective, and Yoko only chuckles into his ear.
"Do it, Junno."
"Are you sure?" Jin's eyes widen like moons.
"He'll kick me," Junno is a little bit uncertain, blowing his blond hair away from his face with a curl of his lip.
"He won't," and Jin's protests when Yoko wraps a leg around his and leans back into the wall, holding him out like a sacrifice.
Junno hesitates a moment longer, Jin desperately wishes he were nicer to his band mate on a regular basis because perhaps this wouldn't be happening to him now. He sucks in a breath when Junno raises his hands slowly, he's all ready to beg - then Junno places fingers on his collarbones, all ten of them.
He shrieks and trashes in Yoko's hold, can't believe this is happening to him - he gasps desperately as Junno's touch fans out across his clavicles, with a flair that is the Bidou in him. Junno is biting his lip as he concentrates on not losing contact with Jin's shaking body and Yoko just laughs.
" I hate you I hate you Ihateyouboth! " Jin shrieks.
Jin can feel Yoko's body shaking with laughter behind him and struggles harder, fisting the material of his sleeves, catching his breath in the momentary relief when Junno's fingers reach the end of his clavicles - his shoulders aren't as sensitive. That's when Yoko suddenly decides to let him go and they pitch forward, Junno squeaks as Jin's lips crashes into his on the way down.