[multichapter] baby blue part 3 chapter 18
Title: Baby Blue: Part 3: Chapter 18
Pairing: JunDa
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1103
Disclaimer: All people mentioned belong only to themselves...aside from JunDa who clearly belong to each other.
Summary: In the fairy tales they fall in love and live happily ever after...but this isn't a fairy tale. How are two people, madly in love, supposed to stay away from each other?
21st June 2013
He hadn't even spoken to Taguchi directly since their confrontation at the hotel a week ago, but with the end of the tour only five days away he figured so long as he can last through these, a little time off would be enough to calm his emotions.
His plan to avoid Taguchi as much as possible was foiled, however, that morning as he entered the meeting room for their imminent interview and photoshoot.
“The theme for today is the seven deadly sins” the director announced “First we'll have individual comments on each of the sins in interview style, followed by a short cross-talk, then we'll send you into make-up where each of you will be transformed to represent one of the sins and then photoshoots will be based around those ideas.”
Ueda sighed at how cliché it was, but he went along with it anyway, answering as enthusiastically as he could and trying to involve himself at least a little in the cross-talk. It was easy enough, it was his job after-all, but what he hadn't been prepared for was the photoshoot.
“Ok, Kamenashi-san, Nakamaru-san and Tanaka-san, if you'll head over to studio A, we'll have you as pride, greed and wrath. Taguchi-san and Ueda-san, in studio B and you'll be envy and lust.”
He suppressed his groan at having to work alone in the studio with Taguchi, but he was relieved at least that they were solo shoots, and that they wouldn't be expected to be draping themselves all over each other.
He was relieved until he saw the costumes that is. His consisted of low slung, black leather pants, with a practically see-through black vest, black leather fingerless gloves, black boots all with red highlights, and then whole lot of chains. He spent longer than usual in make up too as they paled his face and gave him thick dark lines around his eyes, with red accents, and then set his hair to look wild, complete with black and red feathers.
It was down-right embarrassing. At 29 years old he thought he'd out-grown the sexy gothic image, but still, it wouldn't have been quite so bad if not for the look in Taguchi's eyes.
He tried his best not to look over at him, as he lay on the bed covered in red silk sheets, writhing around at the director's instructions of “More passion in your face, think of the sexiest thing you can” or “Try wrapping some of the chain around your arms and look submissive.”
He could feel his cheeks burning under the layers of make-up, and he spared only a quick glance at Taguchi in his black and green, shiny suit, with his serpentine eyes, as he rushed from the set, not wanting to stick around and see Taguchi's reaction to the director's comment of “Imagine you're looking at something you really, really want, but you can't have.”
It took longer than he'd have liked back in make-up, removing the feathers and his layers of eye-liner, so as he made his way back to their dressing room, Taguchi wasn't far behind, storming after him with a look that left no room for argument as he pushed Ueda into the nearest wall.
His lips were captured so quickly that he didn't even have time to think, and by the time he could, his body was already over-ruling his sense.
“Junno” he gasped his mind-screaming at him to stop even as his hands clutched at Taguchi's back, clinging onto him and pulling him closer as their bodies met, hard with arousal.
“Ssshh” Taguchi whispered back across his lips, one hand moving up to hold Ueda's face, pushing his head back to delve deeper into his mouth as the other crammed itself between them, making quick work of buttons and zips, hastily pushing down clothing until they were flesh to flesh.
Taguchi swallowed Ueda's harsh cry as he was pushed harder into the wall, hips grinding harder against his, hot flesh, slick with precome, setting off sparks through his entire body as it slid against his own, mounting pleasure.
“Come with me” Taguchi groaned, his mouth finding Ueda's shoulder and biting down hard as his body jerked, his cock twitching and pulsing against Ueda's, and the feeling of hot liquid covering his own cock was enough to set him off, almost screaming as his head fell back and release washed through him.
He was still clinging to Taguchi's back when he came down, both their breathing ragged and harsh, but he had no time to form an appropriate reaction before he caught sight of his best friend walking through the door.
“Yuichi” he gasped, unsure if he should be pushing Taguchi away or, gripping to him, to hide their activities. But he didn't have to make the choice as Taguchi unceremoniously pulled up his own trousers and gave Ueda a quick peck on the forehead before mumbling something about the bathroom, and stumbling off towards the toilet.
For a moment, Ueda was frozen, but then he realised his state of undress and hastily pulled his trousers up, trying to avoid the sticky mess as he rushed to his bag searching for tissues.
He was about to give up and just fasten his trousers, bearing the uncomfortable fluid, when he felt a hand on his shoulder, and looking round he saw Maru holding out a packet of tissues.
“Thank you” he mumbled as he took them, taking out a couple to wipe the stickiness from his body, and then he wandered over to throw them in the bin. When he turned again, Maru was standing with a pack of anti-bacterial wipes in his hand, and he offered one to Ueda.
That's when it hit him just what had happened, and how nice Maru was being about what he'd walked in on. He could feel the tears welling up in his eyes, but Maru just gave a wry, half-smile. “I'm going to hug you, but you need to clean your hands and fasten your pants first, ok?”
He couldn't help a slight laugh as he nodded, taking a wipe even as the tears started rolling down his cheeks. As promised, when he threw away the wipe and fastened his trousers, Nakamaru was waiting with open arms for him to fall into.
“Go down to your car ok? I'll grab our stuff and meet you down there, then you're going to come over to my place and we'll talk about this.”
Ueda could do nothing but nod, and with a quick glance to the toilet door, he left the room.
Chapter 17 | Chapter 19
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This chapter feels kind of rushed, but this is another one that I just couldn't get the same as I had it written before :( Also it's kind of rough around the edges but I'm in a bit of a hurry this morning >_<
Pairing: JunDa
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1103
Disclaimer: All people mentioned belong only to themselves...aside from JunDa who clearly belong to each other.
Summary: In the fairy tales they fall in love and live happily ever after...but this isn't a fairy tale. How are two people, madly in love, supposed to stay away from each other?
21st June 2013
He hadn't even spoken to Taguchi directly since their confrontation at the hotel a week ago, but with the end of the tour only five days away he figured so long as he can last through these, a little time off would be enough to calm his emotions.
His plan to avoid Taguchi as much as possible was foiled, however, that morning as he entered the meeting room for their imminent interview and photoshoot.
“The theme for today is the seven deadly sins” the director announced “First we'll have individual comments on each of the sins in interview style, followed by a short cross-talk, then we'll send you into make-up where each of you will be transformed to represent one of the sins and then photoshoots will be based around those ideas.”
Ueda sighed at how cliché it was, but he went along with it anyway, answering as enthusiastically as he could and trying to involve himself at least a little in the cross-talk. It was easy enough, it was his job after-all, but what he hadn't been prepared for was the photoshoot.
“Ok, Kamenashi-san, Nakamaru-san and Tanaka-san, if you'll head over to studio A, we'll have you as pride, greed and wrath. Taguchi-san and Ueda-san, in studio B and you'll be envy and lust.”
He suppressed his groan at having to work alone in the studio with Taguchi, but he was relieved at least that they were solo shoots, and that they wouldn't be expected to be draping themselves all over each other.
He was relieved until he saw the costumes that is. His consisted of low slung, black leather pants, with a practically see-through black vest, black leather fingerless gloves, black boots all with red highlights, and then whole lot of chains. He spent longer than usual in make up too as they paled his face and gave him thick dark lines around his eyes, with red accents, and then set his hair to look wild, complete with black and red feathers.
It was down-right embarrassing. At 29 years old he thought he'd out-grown the sexy gothic image, but still, it wouldn't have been quite so bad if not for the look in Taguchi's eyes.
He tried his best not to look over at him, as he lay on the bed covered in red silk sheets, writhing around at the director's instructions of “More passion in your face, think of the sexiest thing you can” or “Try wrapping some of the chain around your arms and look submissive.”
He could feel his cheeks burning under the layers of make-up, and he spared only a quick glance at Taguchi in his black and green, shiny suit, with his serpentine eyes, as he rushed from the set, not wanting to stick around and see Taguchi's reaction to the director's comment of “Imagine you're looking at something you really, really want, but you can't have.”
It took longer than he'd have liked back in make-up, removing the feathers and his layers of eye-liner, so as he made his way back to their dressing room, Taguchi wasn't far behind, storming after him with a look that left no room for argument as he pushed Ueda into the nearest wall.
His lips were captured so quickly that he didn't even have time to think, and by the time he could, his body was already over-ruling his sense.
“Junno” he gasped his mind-screaming at him to stop even as his hands clutched at Taguchi's back, clinging onto him and pulling him closer as their bodies met, hard with arousal.
“Ssshh” Taguchi whispered back across his lips, one hand moving up to hold Ueda's face, pushing his head back to delve deeper into his mouth as the other crammed itself between them, making quick work of buttons and zips, hastily pushing down clothing until they were flesh to flesh.
Taguchi swallowed Ueda's harsh cry as he was pushed harder into the wall, hips grinding harder against his, hot flesh, slick with precome, setting off sparks through his entire body as it slid against his own, mounting pleasure.
“Come with me” Taguchi groaned, his mouth finding Ueda's shoulder and biting down hard as his body jerked, his cock twitching and pulsing against Ueda's, and the feeling of hot liquid covering his own cock was enough to set him off, almost screaming as his head fell back and release washed through him.
He was still clinging to Taguchi's back when he came down, both their breathing ragged and harsh, but he had no time to form an appropriate reaction before he caught sight of his best friend walking through the door.
“Yuichi” he gasped, unsure if he should be pushing Taguchi away or, gripping to him, to hide their activities. But he didn't have to make the choice as Taguchi unceremoniously pulled up his own trousers and gave Ueda a quick peck on the forehead before mumbling something about the bathroom, and stumbling off towards the toilet.
For a moment, Ueda was frozen, but then he realised his state of undress and hastily pulled his trousers up, trying to avoid the sticky mess as he rushed to his bag searching for tissues.
He was about to give up and just fasten his trousers, bearing the uncomfortable fluid, when he felt a hand on his shoulder, and looking round he saw Maru holding out a packet of tissues.
“Thank you” he mumbled as he took them, taking out a couple to wipe the stickiness from his body, and then he wandered over to throw them in the bin. When he turned again, Maru was standing with a pack of anti-bacterial wipes in his hand, and he offered one to Ueda.
That's when it hit him just what had happened, and how nice Maru was being about what he'd walked in on. He could feel the tears welling up in his eyes, but Maru just gave a wry, half-smile. “I'm going to hug you, but you need to clean your hands and fasten your pants first, ok?”
He couldn't help a slight laugh as he nodded, taking a wipe even as the tears started rolling down his cheeks. As promised, when he threw away the wipe and fastened his trousers, Nakamaru was waiting with open arms for him to fall into.
“Go down to your car ok? I'll grab our stuff and meet you down there, then you're going to come over to my place and we'll talk about this.”
Ueda could do nothing but nod, and with a quick glance to the toilet door, he left the room.
Chapter 17 | Chapter 19
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This chapter feels kind of rushed, but this is another one that I just couldn't get the same as I had it written before :( Also it's kind of rough around the edges but I'm in a bit of a hurry this morning >_<