"Eager"
Ten for Tenth Ficathon hosted by inocchiroo
Title: "Eager"
Rating:PG-13
Pair: Hideaki Takizawa & Tsubasa Imai
Genre: Unresolved sexual tension
Summary: Takki's birthday is coming up, Tsubasa has a habit of cross dressing and Takki wants his fetish gift...NOW
“Tsubasa-kun what are you going to wear for me this year?” asked the strawberry blond man as he hugged Tsubasa from behind unexpectedly.
“Oy, your cold. Get off me.” Tsubasa whined, but lovingly rested a hand on one of Hide’s snow drenched winter gloves.
Hideaki just entered in the music studio, having come out from an abnormally mid March snowstorm. He was happily surprised that his partner was already there without the Avex crew dotting on him.
“Is that how you greet your spouse?” Hideaki gave his partner a little squeeze before letting go.
Tsubasa pouted and quickly tried to wipe off any snowflakes that had latched on his lavender button up. “I can treat my spouse anyway I want, especially after getting me wet.”
Hideaki pulled off his snow caked bright orange beanie and laughed. “You know I never complain when that happens.”
Tsubasa sat down in a near by rolly chair and watched the other man proceed to undo his scarf and coat. “Because you are…one…giant…perv.”
Hideaki’s face brightened up and sarcastically replied, “You just realized this now?” After hanging up his belongings, he sat down comfortably across from Tsubasa. He vigorously rubbed his hands together to gain warmth.
“So, how was your day?” Tsubasa asked calmly.
“Cold.” Hideaki simply stated.
Tsubasa rolled his eyes. “Besides that.”
“Nothing much. Just went over some lines, called some friends to tell them about my party, came here to get my early gift.” He wiggled his brows suggestively.
Tsubasa trying to hold a straight poker face couldn’t help but smile. “You mean record music. I can’t believe you want me to get in trouble today…” Tsubasa reached for his notebook. “I wrote some new lyrics for the song we’re suppose to record today.”
Hideaki pouted. “Okaayyy, I’ll wait.” He reached over and took the book. “Let’s see…”
Tsubasa bit his lip trying to contain a giggle. He loved to torture Hideaki fun. It was one of his favorite past times. Of course his partner would get what he want eventually, he just enjoyed prolonging it. Besides, Hideaki was adorably cute when he was impatient.
Hideaki was half-heartedly reading the lyrics. His mind was off in 'lala' land thinking what Tsubasa was gonna sport on the 28th of March.
“A cute nurse outfit…” Hideaki mumbled to himself.
“What?”
“…Or how about dressing up like those girls in Shibuya…” Hideaki looked up from the notebook excitedly. He saw Tsubasa’s extremely peeved expression. “Okay, how about that cow skirt…”
“Hide-kun, you weren’t even reading!” cried Tsubasa in disbelief. He snatched back the lyrics. “You’re being a very naughty boy.”
A smirk formed across the blonds face. “I know, Officer Tsubasa. You can give the harshest punishments, I won’t care.”
Tsubasa kicked Hideaki’s’ chair. “I was a cop a few years ago for you. You didn’t like it remember. You said the cuffs left marks around your wrist, which I find hard to believe.” They amusingly glanced at each other.
Hideaki sighed. “I promise not to complain this time.” He crossed his fingers like a child. “Scouts honor.”
“Argh I hate you.” Tsubasa said as he busted into a fit of giggles. “Stop being so adorable.” He kicked Hide's chair again.
Hideaki reached over, grabbed Tsubasa’s hand, and yanked him over to sit on his lap.
“I know I’m cute and that is why you should give me my gift early.” Hideaki wrapped an arm firmly around the mans slim but toned hips while the Tsubasa, hung his arm around Hide’s shoulders lazily.
“Hmmm, I can give you a teaser. Let’s see, there’s fish net involved.”
“Mmmmhmmm.”
“There’s lace…leathered boots…”
“A prostitute? Hey..itai!” Hideaki winced after Tsubasa yanked his hair.
“Takizawa I would never go that low.”
“Sorry, hehe…continue,” He nervously kept his mouth shut.
Satisfied, Tsubasa continued. “I have this strawberry red wig and…”
“Oh my god!”
“What?!”
“You’re going to be so sexy this year…” Hideaki beamed up at Tsubasa.
“Did you HAVE to yell that?” Tsubasa patted his partner’s shoulders. “Okay enough of this. Let’s get back to working on this album.” He prided his way out of Hide’s arms.
“Fuck, our manager is coming.” Hideaki groaned as he peered down at the screen of his iphone.
“You started it.” Tsubasa taunted as he leaned against the cushioned walls of the booth. He grabbed Hideaki's collar and pulled the man in for another hard kiss. After a few seconds they parted.
“So does that mean we can finish this tonight? My early gift?”
Tsubasa scoffed. “I don’t give surprises early. You know that. It’s tradition. The 28th of March always.”
“Fine, I thought you would give in.”
“Just because your making me hot right now, doesn’t mean I’m going to give in that easily.”
Hideaki groaned disappointingly. “Tsubasa, do you want to kill my libido completely?”
“That’s impossible. I’m too irresistible for your libido...” Tsubasa lightly groped Hideaki’s crotch, “…to die.” With that said, Tsubasa gave a quick smack on Hide’s ass and left out the sound booth.
The rest of the day was spent recording the new music with a very snarky Tsubasa and a half horny and sulking Takizawa.
Title: "Eager"
Rating:PG-13
Pair: Hideaki Takizawa & Tsubasa Imai
Genre: Unresolved sexual tension
Summary: Takki's birthday is coming up, Tsubasa has a habit of cross dressing and Takki wants his fetish gift...NOW
- On every eve of Takizawa’s birthday, Tsubasa Imai always surprised him with a gift. He would never present it on the day of his birthday, do to the fact they partied with their peers, friends, and family. Oh, Tsubasa’s ‘gift’ was far too personal and on the fetish side. This gift was only for Hideaki’s eyes to see.
It was Tsubasa’s dress up role-play, which involved him cross-dressing in things that turned his partner on. Of course normal Tsubasa was attractive to Hideaki, but dolled up, oozing with sex Tsubasa was always a plus.
It was no secret; everyone knew Tsubasa sometimes enjoyed throwing on a mini skirt, a pair of heeled boots, or even a strapless top on for fun. What they didn’t know was that he would go all out for Hideaki alone and that the lather was very turned on by the feminine attire.
“Tsubasa-kun what are you going to wear for me this year?” asked the strawberry blond man as he hugged Tsubasa from behind unexpectedly.
“Oy, your cold. Get off me.” Tsubasa whined, but lovingly rested a hand on one of Hide’s snow drenched winter gloves.
Hideaki just entered in the music studio, having come out from an abnormally mid March snowstorm. He was happily surprised that his partner was already there without the Avex crew dotting on him.
“Is that how you greet your spouse?” Hideaki gave his partner a little squeeze before letting go.
Tsubasa pouted and quickly tried to wipe off any snowflakes that had latched on his lavender button up. “I can treat my spouse anyway I want, especially after getting me wet.”
Hideaki pulled off his snow caked bright orange beanie and laughed. “You know I never complain when that happens.”
Tsubasa sat down in a near by rolly chair and watched the other man proceed to undo his scarf and coat. “Because you are…one…giant…perv.”
Hideaki’s face brightened up and sarcastically replied, “You just realized this now?” After hanging up his belongings, he sat down comfortably across from Tsubasa. He vigorously rubbed his hands together to gain warmth.
“So, how was your day?” Tsubasa asked calmly.
“Cold.” Hideaki simply stated.
Tsubasa rolled his eyes. “Besides that.”
“Nothing much. Just went over some lines, called some friends to tell them about my party, came here to get my early gift.” He wiggled his brows suggestively.
Tsubasa trying to hold a straight poker face couldn’t help but smile. “You mean record music. I can’t believe you want me to get in trouble today…” Tsubasa reached for his notebook. “I wrote some new lyrics for the song we’re suppose to record today.”
Hideaki pouted. “Okaayyy, I’ll wait.” He reached over and took the book. “Let’s see…”
Tsubasa bit his lip trying to contain a giggle. He loved to torture Hideaki fun. It was one of his favorite past times. Of course his partner would get what he want eventually, he just enjoyed prolonging it. Besides, Hideaki was adorably cute when he was impatient.
Hideaki was half-heartedly reading the lyrics. His mind was off in 'lala' land thinking what Tsubasa was gonna sport on the 28th of March.
“A cute nurse outfit…” Hideaki mumbled to himself.
“What?”
“…Or how about dressing up like those girls in Shibuya…” Hideaki looked up from the notebook excitedly. He saw Tsubasa’s extremely peeved expression. “Okay, how about that cow skirt…”
“Hide-kun, you weren’t even reading!” cried Tsubasa in disbelief. He snatched back the lyrics. “You’re being a very naughty boy.”
A smirk formed across the blonds face. “I know, Officer Tsubasa. You can give the harshest punishments, I won’t care.”
Tsubasa kicked Hideaki’s’ chair. “I was a cop a few years ago for you. You didn’t like it remember. You said the cuffs left marks around your wrist, which I find hard to believe.” They amusingly glanced at each other.
Hideaki sighed. “I promise not to complain this time.” He crossed his fingers like a child. “Scouts honor.”
“Argh I hate you.” Tsubasa said as he busted into a fit of giggles. “Stop being so adorable.” He kicked Hide's chair again.
Hideaki reached over, grabbed Tsubasa’s hand, and yanked him over to sit on his lap.
“I know I’m cute and that is why you should give me my gift early.” Hideaki wrapped an arm firmly around the mans slim but toned hips while the Tsubasa, hung his arm around Hide’s shoulders lazily.
“Hmmm, I can give you a teaser. Let’s see, there’s fish net involved.”
“Mmmmhmmm.”
“There’s lace…leathered boots…”
“A prostitute? Hey..itai!” Hideaki winced after Tsubasa yanked his hair.
“Takizawa I would never go that low.”
“Sorry, hehe…continue,” He nervously kept his mouth shut.
Satisfied, Tsubasa continued. “I have this strawberry red wig and…”
“Oh my god!”
“What?!”
“You’re going to be so sexy this year…” Hideaki beamed up at Tsubasa.
“Did you HAVE to yell that?” Tsubasa patted his partner’s shoulders. “Okay enough of this. Let’s get back to working on this album.” He prided his way out of Hide’s arms.
- They went on for the next few hours working on the lyrics, teasing each other, playing footsies, working on lyrics, teasing each other some more, warming up the sound recorder system, making out in the vocal booth…
“Fuck, our manager is coming.” Hideaki groaned as he peered down at the screen of his iphone.
“You started it.” Tsubasa taunted as he leaned against the cushioned walls of the booth. He grabbed Hideaki's collar and pulled the man in for another hard kiss. After a few seconds they parted.
“So does that mean we can finish this tonight? My early gift?”
Tsubasa scoffed. “I don’t give surprises early. You know that. It’s tradition. The 28th of March always.”
“Fine, I thought you would give in.”
“Just because your making me hot right now, doesn’t mean I’m going to give in that easily.”
Hideaki groaned disappointingly. “Tsubasa, do you want to kill my libido completely?”
“That’s impossible. I’m too irresistible for your libido...” Tsubasa lightly groped Hideaki’s crotch, “…to die.” With that said, Tsubasa gave a quick smack on Hide’s ass and left out the sound booth.
The rest of the day was spent recording the new music with a very snarky Tsubasa and a half horny and sulking Takizawa.