Operation Yuki: Part Two
Title: Tsun-Tsun, Dere-Dere
Pairing: JunMa
Rating: NC-17
Summary: What happens when Tsundere splits up so that one is Tsun and the other Dere?
Notes: For 0_konayuki_0 I know you wanted a BFF's Wedding update but I wrote okay? And I'm WAY out of practice so I should start with JunMa!
Toma woke up to a violent poking in his side.
“Oi! I’m sleeping!” He rolled over, facing away from Jun.
“I want breakfast!” Jun growled from beside him.
“Get it yourself!” Toma growled right back.
“I want to see you in a cute apron!” Jun paused, “And only in that cute apron.”
“Shut up! I gave in to many of your fetishes last night! No more!” Toma wasn’t sleepy anymore but he squeezed his eyes shut to make a point. When Jun poked him again he ignored it, not reacting to the pain it caused in his side.
“Fine then, I’ll just fuck you again.” Toma felt Jun’s form against his back and he scrambled out of bed. If his poor ass got fucked again it’d probably cease to exist altogether.
He ran into the bathroom to get a shower and change. Just because he gave in to making breakfast didn’t mean he’d have to wear just an apron too. He looked at his reflection in the mirror dully as he brushed his teeth. He looked horrible and completely in a mess. He usually looked like this after Jun got into the mood to rough it up.
He tried to make himself as presentable as possible. The long sleeves did zilch in covering the rope marks on his wrist. He made straight for the kitchen from the bathroom not bothering to see if Jun had gotten up from bed. Toma really didn’t mind making Jun breakfast and even serving it in bed. He liked the wifey feeling those actions evoked in him. In fact, he loved the idea of cooking in just an apron but it would do nothing but turn Jun on and well his ass did not love this idea as much as his cock did.
A surprise awaited him in the kitchen as Jun was already waiting for him at the table two plates of scrambled eggs and toast ready to eat. He sat with his hands folded under his chin looking at Toma with a soft, sappy expression. Toma blushed a little under that adoring gaze before taking the seat opposite and dug into his breakfast glad that Jun had saved him the trouble. Though why Jun would do this is a great mystery.
“I’m sorry.” Jun suddenly said and Toma looked up confused.
“For what?” Jun walked over to his side and grabbed his wrists.
“For this.” He said kissing the rope marks imprinted there. Toma sputtered, well what else was there to do its not like it was a new thing after one of Jun’s ‘rough’ moods.
“It’s okay…” He finished lamely but Jun always had ulterior motives whenever he apologized and judging by how Jun’s kisses were moving upwards gradually it seemed to Toma to be sex.
Toma didn’t know where Jun mustered all that sexual energy. He was a guy too and he loved sex just as much as the next person but sometimes Jun was just insatiable. Jun’s warm breath tickled Toma’s ear and really he won’t complain much about it.
Luckily Jun’s sexual energy had a wonderfully capable and skilled creative outlet. Simply, his kisses were amazing. Toma would enjoy them even if they did it a hundred times in a day (they actually tried it…it was fun)
Jun’s lips trailed down and with soft kisses down his neck and over his chest and stomach through the fabric of his shirt, quick work was made of his pants and Toma found himself on the pleasing end of receiving head. He suppressed his moan wanting to make Jun work harder into deriving those sounds from him and Jun delivered. Success is a way of Jun’s life after all. He trailed his fingers into Jun’s dark locks, Toma took every opportunity he was given to actually touch those beautiful, unmanageable tresses and pulled making Jun groan. The vibrations around his length sent him into his own tirade of whimpers.
He closed his eyes to enjoy the sensations, sometimes the visual experience of Jun crouched between his legs, lips sliding effortlessly up and down his cock would overpower the feelings of his hot wet mouth. On the next bob up Jun’s teeth scraped lightly over his sensitized flesh and Toma opened his eyes as though shocked.
The actual shock however came after he opened his eyes because right there was Jun glaring straight at him from across the room, bed hair and boxer clad looking absolutely furious (or horny, it was hard to tell) and there was a sudden panic welling up inside because he could swear it was Jun who had been giving him head and still is. It still feels like Jun and god whoever it was started to suck and it was just too much.
Toma closed his eyes, blocked everything out and gave in to the heat in the pit of his stomach tightening his hold on the hair his fingers were curled into and came bucking his hips up pushing in as far as the warm cavern surrounding him could allow.
Toma was too satiated to protest when angry fists gripping into his shirt pulled him up roughly. He registered that it was Jun still glaring before he collapsed right in his arms, not caring because he knew Jun would never bite (unless it was consensual of course) no matter what the circumstance.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing engaging in coital activities with another man?!” Jun shook him until he looked directly into his eyes.
“OI! He’s MY boyfriend!” Toma looked to the angry sound coming from his left and for some reason even then he was looking straight at Jun.
Two Juns?
That’s it, Jun must have drugged him or fucked his brains into a puddle of nonsensical goo. Toma would be going to be dragged off in a straight jacket all because Jun couldn’t control his libido. Or maybe he was so in love with Jun he started seeing him all over the place (that time when his microwave started looking like Jun before he had confessed still haunts his memories.)
“He’s mine!” They both shouted at once and Toma came back to his senses or lack thereof pushing the Jun holding him off and looking for the first time at split images of Jun standing side by side, hips cocked and hands resting on them. Only difference was in their expressions, where one looked about ready to punch Toma the other looked beseechingly at him.
Toma had no clue what these two were fighting over, its not suddenly like their mental state was degenerated into conjuring hallucinations of their boyfriends. In a way it would have been better, if there were two of Toma then at least these two would stop fighting.
“Shut up. It’s your fault for making me wake up early and now there is two of you!” Toma spit out angrily. There was nothing to be angry about two Juns but it was unconventional and he just wasn’t supposed to see two of them!
“But there are two of us!” They exclaimed at the same time. Toma decided for a moment to believe them, he could see two of them so what was the harm anyway? He touched them both at once starting at their cheeks so that one would not suddenly disappear.
Neither did.
In fact the angry looking Jun seemed to get less angrier and the other one brought his hand up to cover Toma’s leaning his cheek softly against them.
The gradually less angry looking one pulled Toma and kissed him. Passionate and dominating and Toma melted into his touch. When he was let go off it was natural to kiss the other one as well. Starting softly it graduated to long, sensual kisses and Toma melted into that one as well.
The two Juns kissed differently from each other but oddly enough they both kissed like Jun would. They were both like two split personalities of Jun both of which Toma really likes and the mixture of which Toma is in love with.
Only problem is the two Juns were jealous of each other and demanded Toma’s sole attention.
Trust Jun to be jealous of himself.
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Of course traipsing on the brink of sanity called for second opinion, one that would direct Toma in the right direction without judging him. Out of all the people he knew there was one that he could trust completely, one whose low voice and sleepy nature covered a wisdom deep within. One who would be indifferent enough to not make fun of Toma even if the situation was slightly if not completely comical.
There was one disadvantage to contacting a member of Arashi for second opinion though and that was a free third, fourth and fifth opinion. Unfortunately for Toma he didn’t know that when Ohno would get confused he would instinctively turn to Nino for clarification. It was not out of an intended breach of trust rather it was a want to help. However, a Nino in possession of juicy gossip especially those which included or were centered around Matsumoto Jun, blabs.
So that is how Toma found himself sitting opposite Aiba, Nino, Ohno and Sho sipping cups of coffee with fake calm and making obvious googly eyes at him as he was surrounding from both sides by two Juns with their hands protectively around his middle. The sappier on even had his head resting against Toma’s while the other glared at the intimate gesture.
This was the most cordial equilibrium that the two had reached concerning their mutual lover.
“You can see two of them right?”
“I don’t.”
“I don’t”
“Neither do I?”
A slight pause as Ohno counted on his fingers, “I do…”
Nino groaned, “Riida! We were supposed to make Toma think he’s crazy.”
Ohno mumbled a little to himself as Toma sighed in relief, “So there are two of them.”
“How did that happen?” This question asked obviously by Sho was directed at the two Juns who just shrugged.
“So you just woke up to find split images of yourself?”
They nodded but it was Toma who spluttered out of the stranglehold around him, “They aren’t split images. They’re both Jun but they’re like concentrations of different parts of him.”
“Huh?”
“Well its like they’re both Jun but they are different from each other and different from the usual Jun in a few ways I guess. Ackh! I’m just confusing myself with this!”
“Can’t you see you idiots!” Spat out the Jun glaring at the ‘intruders’
“He’s Tsun and I’m Dere.” The other one sighed out contentedly as he nuzzled against Toma’s shoulder.
“Wait…what?
“Yeah. Can’t you tell?”
“So the DoS’s personality split into the Tsun and Dere?” Nino pondered.
“Yeah.”
“Oi! If you knew that why didn’t you tell me before?!”
“We just wanted to mess with you.” This time both grinned in agreement and Toma huffed, tried to get out of both their clutches but failed miserably, wrestling with the two until the one claiming to be Dere was perched on his stomach and the Tsun had his arms pinned to the couch. He was flat on his back being dominated like during sex but only ten times worse because the rest of Arashi were watching keenly.
“Does split personalities mean you’re not a prude anymore?”
“Will you have sex in front of us?” Aiba suddenly perked up from where he had been watching the scene unfold, solemnly sipping from his cup until there was no more left and he resorted to licking the rim.
“Well I didn’t plan to.” Tsun-Jun said watching Toma squirming with embarrassment in amusement.
“I didn’t either but if this goes on I’ll get hard!” The Dere exclaimed as though discovering his attraction to Toma anew.
Toma almost sobbed, “Guys GET OFF! I am not-
And Tsun-Jun had deftly covered his mouth with his palm, his interest growing as Toma’s protests were muffled against his skin. He liked the ticklish feeling, Toma’s warm breath and the way his tongue would wet his lips and the moisture would brush against his own palm. Dere-Jun ran his fingers through Toma’s hair just as captivated from the sight as his counterpart.
“Woah! They are getting serious.” Aiba excitedly whispered suddenly serious again and not teasing.
Toma knowing the trick for Jun to lose interest in the game stopped struggling and just as he guessed Tsun-Jun’s grip on his mouth loosened as soon as there were no more protests to ignore.
“You four! GET OUT!” Toma shouted in an attempt to save his dignity before either Jun decided it would be amusing to make a public display of divesting him of his clothes. Sho actually looked around upon the sounding of the order, then settled back in when he saw that no one made a move.
“You can’t have sex now.” Nino stated matter-of-factly, filling in for their Riida fast asleep in the corner, “We have a photoshoot.”
Both Jun looked at him seriously and Toma sighed in relief at having the spotlight off him (temporarily).
“One of you needs to come with us.” Both Juns looked torn between fulfilling their duty and spending time with Toma, both not trusting the other and fearful of an uninformed violation of their beloved.
Even though Dere-Jun lost at janken and was forced to go to the shoot, Tsun-Jun went by popular demand. In Nino’s words, “the Dere is so freaky.” Dere-Jun stuck his tongue out but found himself happy at being left behind.
The last words Toma heard were, “Don’t have sex without me.” Thrown with a voice steely warning but then was aptly ignored by Dere-Jun
And the last thing Toma uttered was “guys are you seriously leaving me all alone with him???”
Frankly Dere-Jun was a little creepy.
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Toma was open to lips pressing softly to his. His eyes fluttered open as he lazily moved his lips against the one above his, being used to giving and receiving such greetings for a long time. When he was fully awake and looking at Jun he could have sworn nothing had changed, only there was a decidedly warmth pressed into his side, asleep after much coaxing (read: making out) and promises of later.
“I went shopping.” Tsun-Jun said with a pleased smirk as he popped a piece of gourmet chocolate into Toma’s mouth and the latter chewed obediently, looking for Tsun-Jun’s shopping bag, thinking they were clothes and such and Jun even though split in half would be excited over things like that.
“I always wanted a threesome but I’ve always had a sharing issue you know. Even though I was jealous at first, I realized it’s just me after all so it works for all of us.”
“No! No! It doesn’t work! It doesn’t!” One Jun was enough to make a real mess of him, he wouldn’t outwardly admit how much he actually enjoyed being reduced to being fucked out of his mind, but two Jun’s?
It was hardly and exciting thought. Or maybe it was too much of an exciting thought; Toma would die of a heart attack surely with so much excitement.
Before Toma could protest Tsun-Jun had popped another piece of chocolate past his lips and Toma once again found his mouth preoccupied and Jun inching slowly towards him resting their foreheads together, cupping his cheeks as he breathed over his lips, promises of pleasure and pain in the way his hands slid down from Toma’s cheeks to shoulder and below and the way his grip altering strength, crowding Toma in one instant and leaving him wanting more in the other.
Jun no matter whatever fraction knew how to wind Toma’s screws and the consent was given at the whimpered, “please.”
Tsun-Jun showered Toma with short hard kisses, making Toma work in finding Jun for the next heated contact. It was reassurance that Toma wanted this just as much as he did. Even when preoccupied with kissing Tsun-Jun, Dere-Jun’s warmth against his back was suddenly very prominent and his soft kisses tickling his nape and shoulder made this thing which really should have been very weird, comforting.
As both Juns had decided simultaneously to share and held him tightly Tsun-Jun from front and Dere-Jun from the back, Toma felt very secure surrounding by both their demanding presence.
His clothes were pulled off quite naturally, in between kisses and soft caresses. Until a pattern of one distracting him and the other divesting him of his clothes fell into place till he was naked between them.
They both stopped their ministrations suddenly looking at Toma with interest and the latter feeling aptly exposed and vulnerable between his (two?) fully clothed lovers and wrapped his arms around himself like an ambushed schoolgirl.
They both burst into laughter, “I always love it when he does that.”
Trust even Dere-Jun to be a sadist.
Now that there were two Jun’s to completely overpower Toma there was no need for those coarse rope. Tsun-Jun opted for blowing him while Dere-Jun held him up. This was convenient actually, Toma didn’t need to do any work at all as he put all his weight on Dere-Jun and enjoyed the sensations Tsun-Jun created in him. Living up to the reputation of the part he’s supposed to be Tsun-Jun brought Toma to the edge quickly, swallowing him whole and sucking on his member from the beginning. It was much more sloppy than the one in the morning but strangely enough it was still how Jun tended to blow him at times.
Toma felt frustrated and yet glad that he knew Jun wouldn’t let him orgasm slipping on a cock ring just when he was about to burst. It was annoying but it was also something that Jun would do. In a way Toma felt betrayed that Dere-Jun had given his full consent to all the tortures Tsun-Jun thought appropriate for Toma.
Jun’s digits violating him was so familiar to him (and happened so often because Jun was a bitch about switching positions) that Toma didn’t even notice it happening till one of the Juns (you can’t expect him to keep track at this stage) was in two knuckles deep.
Toma moaned as Jun’s knowing fingers found his pleasure spot and the other one quickly covered his mouth in a scorching kiss to drink in his whimpers. No matter how concentratedly Tsun-Jun was he didn’t stop prepping Toma until he begged to be fucked already (maybe he prolonged it a little too much to hear Toma begging)
He got on all fours as Tsun-Jun admired the submissive position caressing his ass lightly in appreciation of its tight shape until Toma wiggled it a little to show his impatience (the ring wouldn’t be taken off until Jun-both of them - were done). He heard a smug laugh from behind him but he didn’t care because the next moment Tsun-Jun was buried to the hilt inside and he groaned out loud because Jun did it just too fast and at those times it felt like he’d never get used to the feeling. Dere-Jun fingered his member slightly but that only brought his attention back to the fact that he was rock hard and not allowed to orgasm so he slapped the hand away a little irritated and Dere-Jun looked almost hurt when he retracted his hand. Before Toma could feel guilty however Tsun-jun had hit his sweet spot and hard and he cried out desperately, waves of pleasure washing through his body and making his knees shake.
“That would feel great around your cock you know.” Upon the useful advice from his much distracted counterpart Dere-Jun’s eyes widened as he realized Toma had a perfectly pretty mouth that was unused at the moment other than for screaming and grunting and pleading for Jun to go harder and oh please, faster (Jun couldn’t be a DoS without his DoM after all)
Dere-Jun cupped his face in two of his hands and looked at Toma’s pleasure stricken face and leant down to kiss Toma’s mouth hanging slightly open from the intense pounding his behind was receiving. When he retracted Toma’s mouth was still open but his eyes closed as though waiting to be kissed again. His eyes widened in surprise though when instead of soft caring lips against his there was Jun’s engorged cock. He groaned as a protest (though it could have been for other reasons too) but eventually opened his mouth and gave in to the unrelenting grip in his hair.
It was too intense for Toma with Jun behind him and again Jun’s cock in his mouth, being pushed and pulled between them in a torturous rhythm while his own cock though neglected had enough stimulation from the sensation around him to orgasm. He tried to plead but they only came as muffled whimpers and the vibration sent Dere-Jun over the edge, he spilled himself in Toma’s mouth but with the forward thrust of Tsun-Jun into him made him spit it out. Dere-Jun actually looked at him disapprovingly for a moment before deciding to take his sweet revenge a he stroked him languidly. Toma’s stopped trying to keep himself up and finally decided to rely solely on Tsun-Jun to hold him up. A few thrusts later Tsun-Jun had come too.
He was left still wanton as the other two collapsed beside him and Toma pleaded, begged, made sad pathetic eyes at them to have the ring taken off. His hands were held tightly to the side so that he couldn’t do it himself.
“I don’t know…he’s been a bad boy.”
“He has.”
“I was very naa-ah! Please Jun punish me later just please take it off.”
“I don’t know…I still couldn’t use the brand new toy I was bought today just specially for you…” Tsun-Jun mused as he pointed to the bag lying on the ground. Toma only pleaded hoping that at least Dere-Jun would concede.
In the end it was Tsun-Jun who pulled it off with an innocent kiss on Toma’s cheek. Dere-Jun fisted him through his orgasm, milking him until he was empty of the last drop.
“You know **pant** when there **pant** is two of you, your DoS nature doubles!” The two Jun’s only laughed as they snuggled into his side. Toma couldn’t keep up the pretence anger for long as he smiled at the Jun’s both childlike and adoring as they caressed and kissed his bruises.
“I still couldn’t use my toys!”
“Do it tomorrow!” Toma replied (Of course he’d want to do it again)
“But what if we become one person again.”
“Less torture.” Toma quipped, surprised at the wit he could conjure in post coital state.
“But I got two for both of us to use!”
“I’m not letting you go shopping with Nino again!”
“Oh no…I went shopping with Sho.” Tsun-Jun replied with an evil glint in his eyes.
“With Sh-
“It’s okay when one gets broken there will be a spare so its not a total waste of money. I’m proud of you Jun.” Dere-Jun broke Toma’s surprise off.
“Thank you, Jun.”
“But I didn’t kno-
“Goodnight Toma~~~” They both replied as Tsun-Jun turned around and shut the light off.
Pairing: JunMa
Rating: NC-17
Summary: What happens when Tsundere splits up so that one is Tsun and the other Dere?
Notes: For 0_konayuki_0 I know you wanted a BFF's Wedding update but I wrote okay? And I'm WAY out of practice so I should start with JunMa!
Toma woke up to a violent poking in his side.
“Oi! I’m sleeping!” He rolled over, facing away from Jun.
“I want breakfast!” Jun growled from beside him.
“Get it yourself!” Toma growled right back.
“I want to see you in a cute apron!” Jun paused, “And only in that cute apron.”
“Shut up! I gave in to many of your fetishes last night! No more!” Toma wasn’t sleepy anymore but he squeezed his eyes shut to make a point. When Jun poked him again he ignored it, not reacting to the pain it caused in his side.
“Fine then, I’ll just fuck you again.” Toma felt Jun’s form against his back and he scrambled out of bed. If his poor ass got fucked again it’d probably cease to exist altogether.
He ran into the bathroom to get a shower and change. Just because he gave in to making breakfast didn’t mean he’d have to wear just an apron too. He looked at his reflection in the mirror dully as he brushed his teeth. He looked horrible and completely in a mess. He usually looked like this after Jun got into the mood to rough it up.
He tried to make himself as presentable as possible. The long sleeves did zilch in covering the rope marks on his wrist. He made straight for the kitchen from the bathroom not bothering to see if Jun had gotten up from bed. Toma really didn’t mind making Jun breakfast and even serving it in bed. He liked the wifey feeling those actions evoked in him. In fact, he loved the idea of cooking in just an apron but it would do nothing but turn Jun on and well his ass did not love this idea as much as his cock did.
A surprise awaited him in the kitchen as Jun was already waiting for him at the table two plates of scrambled eggs and toast ready to eat. He sat with his hands folded under his chin looking at Toma with a soft, sappy expression. Toma blushed a little under that adoring gaze before taking the seat opposite and dug into his breakfast glad that Jun had saved him the trouble. Though why Jun would do this is a great mystery.
“I’m sorry.” Jun suddenly said and Toma looked up confused.
“For what?” Jun walked over to his side and grabbed his wrists.
“For this.” He said kissing the rope marks imprinted there. Toma sputtered, well what else was there to do its not like it was a new thing after one of Jun’s ‘rough’ moods.
“It’s okay…” He finished lamely but Jun always had ulterior motives whenever he apologized and judging by how Jun’s kisses were moving upwards gradually it seemed to Toma to be sex.
Toma didn’t know where Jun mustered all that sexual energy. He was a guy too and he loved sex just as much as the next person but sometimes Jun was just insatiable. Jun’s warm breath tickled Toma’s ear and really he won’t complain much about it.
Luckily Jun’s sexual energy had a wonderfully capable and skilled creative outlet. Simply, his kisses were amazing. Toma would enjoy them even if they did it a hundred times in a day (they actually tried it…it was fun)
Jun’s lips trailed down and with soft kisses down his neck and over his chest and stomach through the fabric of his shirt, quick work was made of his pants and Toma found himself on the pleasing end of receiving head. He suppressed his moan wanting to make Jun work harder into deriving those sounds from him and Jun delivered. Success is a way of Jun’s life after all. He trailed his fingers into Jun’s dark locks, Toma took every opportunity he was given to actually touch those beautiful, unmanageable tresses and pulled making Jun groan. The vibrations around his length sent him into his own tirade of whimpers.
He closed his eyes to enjoy the sensations, sometimes the visual experience of Jun crouched between his legs, lips sliding effortlessly up and down his cock would overpower the feelings of his hot wet mouth. On the next bob up Jun’s teeth scraped lightly over his sensitized flesh and Toma opened his eyes as though shocked.
The actual shock however came after he opened his eyes because right there was Jun glaring straight at him from across the room, bed hair and boxer clad looking absolutely furious (or horny, it was hard to tell) and there was a sudden panic welling up inside because he could swear it was Jun who had been giving him head and still is. It still feels like Jun and god whoever it was started to suck and it was just too much.
Toma closed his eyes, blocked everything out and gave in to the heat in the pit of his stomach tightening his hold on the hair his fingers were curled into and came bucking his hips up pushing in as far as the warm cavern surrounding him could allow.
Toma was too satiated to protest when angry fists gripping into his shirt pulled him up roughly. He registered that it was Jun still glaring before he collapsed right in his arms, not caring because he knew Jun would never bite (unless it was consensual of course) no matter what the circumstance.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing engaging in coital activities with another man?!” Jun shook him until he looked directly into his eyes.
“OI! He’s MY boyfriend!” Toma looked to the angry sound coming from his left and for some reason even then he was looking straight at Jun.
Two Juns?
That’s it, Jun must have drugged him or fucked his brains into a puddle of nonsensical goo. Toma would be going to be dragged off in a straight jacket all because Jun couldn’t control his libido. Or maybe he was so in love with Jun he started seeing him all over the place (that time when his microwave started looking like Jun before he had confessed still haunts his memories.)
“He’s mine!” They both shouted at once and Toma came back to his senses or lack thereof pushing the Jun holding him off and looking for the first time at split images of Jun standing side by side, hips cocked and hands resting on them. Only difference was in their expressions, where one looked about ready to punch Toma the other looked beseechingly at him.
Toma had no clue what these two were fighting over, its not suddenly like their mental state was degenerated into conjuring hallucinations of their boyfriends. In a way it would have been better, if there were two of Toma then at least these two would stop fighting.
“Shut up. It’s your fault for making me wake up early and now there is two of you!” Toma spit out angrily. There was nothing to be angry about two Juns but it was unconventional and he just wasn’t supposed to see two of them!
“But there are two of us!” They exclaimed at the same time. Toma decided for a moment to believe them, he could see two of them so what was the harm anyway? He touched them both at once starting at their cheeks so that one would not suddenly disappear.
Neither did.
In fact the angry looking Jun seemed to get less angrier and the other one brought his hand up to cover Toma’s leaning his cheek softly against them.
The gradually less angry looking one pulled Toma and kissed him. Passionate and dominating and Toma melted into his touch. When he was let go off it was natural to kiss the other one as well. Starting softly it graduated to long, sensual kisses and Toma melted into that one as well.
The two Juns kissed differently from each other but oddly enough they both kissed like Jun would. They were both like two split personalities of Jun both of which Toma really likes and the mixture of which Toma is in love with.
Only problem is the two Juns were jealous of each other and demanded Toma’s sole attention.
Trust Jun to be jealous of himself.
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Of course traipsing on the brink of sanity called for second opinion, one that would direct Toma in the right direction without judging him. Out of all the people he knew there was one that he could trust completely, one whose low voice and sleepy nature covered a wisdom deep within. One who would be indifferent enough to not make fun of Toma even if the situation was slightly if not completely comical.
There was one disadvantage to contacting a member of Arashi for second opinion though and that was a free third, fourth and fifth opinion. Unfortunately for Toma he didn’t know that when Ohno would get confused he would instinctively turn to Nino for clarification. It was not out of an intended breach of trust rather it was a want to help. However, a Nino in possession of juicy gossip especially those which included or were centered around Matsumoto Jun, blabs.
So that is how Toma found himself sitting opposite Aiba, Nino, Ohno and Sho sipping cups of coffee with fake calm and making obvious googly eyes at him as he was surrounding from both sides by two Juns with their hands protectively around his middle. The sappier on even had his head resting against Toma’s while the other glared at the intimate gesture.
This was the most cordial equilibrium that the two had reached concerning their mutual lover.
“You can see two of them right?”
“I don’t.”
“I don’t”
“Neither do I?”
A slight pause as Ohno counted on his fingers, “I do…”
Nino groaned, “Riida! We were supposed to make Toma think he’s crazy.”
Ohno mumbled a little to himself as Toma sighed in relief, “So there are two of them.”
“How did that happen?” This question asked obviously by Sho was directed at the two Juns who just shrugged.
“So you just woke up to find split images of yourself?”
They nodded but it was Toma who spluttered out of the stranglehold around him, “They aren’t split images. They’re both Jun but they’re like concentrations of different parts of him.”
“Huh?”
“Well its like they’re both Jun but they are different from each other and different from the usual Jun in a few ways I guess. Ackh! I’m just confusing myself with this!”
“Can’t you see you idiots!” Spat out the Jun glaring at the ‘intruders’
“He’s Tsun and I’m Dere.” The other one sighed out contentedly as he nuzzled against Toma’s shoulder.
“Wait…what?
“Yeah. Can’t you tell?”
“So the DoS’s personality split into the Tsun and Dere?” Nino pondered.
“Yeah.”
“Oi! If you knew that why didn’t you tell me before?!”
“We just wanted to mess with you.” This time both grinned in agreement and Toma huffed, tried to get out of both their clutches but failed miserably, wrestling with the two until the one claiming to be Dere was perched on his stomach and the Tsun had his arms pinned to the couch. He was flat on his back being dominated like during sex but only ten times worse because the rest of Arashi were watching keenly.
“Does split personalities mean you’re not a prude anymore?”
“Will you have sex in front of us?” Aiba suddenly perked up from where he had been watching the scene unfold, solemnly sipping from his cup until there was no more left and he resorted to licking the rim.
“Well I didn’t plan to.” Tsun-Jun said watching Toma squirming with embarrassment in amusement.
“I didn’t either but if this goes on I’ll get hard!” The Dere exclaimed as though discovering his attraction to Toma anew.
Toma almost sobbed, “Guys GET OFF! I am not-
And Tsun-Jun had deftly covered his mouth with his palm, his interest growing as Toma’s protests were muffled against his skin. He liked the ticklish feeling, Toma’s warm breath and the way his tongue would wet his lips and the moisture would brush against his own palm. Dere-Jun ran his fingers through Toma’s hair just as captivated from the sight as his counterpart.
“Woah! They are getting serious.” Aiba excitedly whispered suddenly serious again and not teasing.
Toma knowing the trick for Jun to lose interest in the game stopped struggling and just as he guessed Tsun-Jun’s grip on his mouth loosened as soon as there were no more protests to ignore.
“You four! GET OUT!” Toma shouted in an attempt to save his dignity before either Jun decided it would be amusing to make a public display of divesting him of his clothes. Sho actually looked around upon the sounding of the order, then settled back in when he saw that no one made a move.
“You can’t have sex now.” Nino stated matter-of-factly, filling in for their Riida fast asleep in the corner, “We have a photoshoot.”
Both Jun looked at him seriously and Toma sighed in relief at having the spotlight off him (temporarily).
“One of you needs to come with us.” Both Juns looked torn between fulfilling their duty and spending time with Toma, both not trusting the other and fearful of an uninformed violation of their beloved.
Even though Dere-Jun lost at janken and was forced to go to the shoot, Tsun-Jun went by popular demand. In Nino’s words, “the Dere is so freaky.” Dere-Jun stuck his tongue out but found himself happy at being left behind.
The last words Toma heard were, “Don’t have sex without me.” Thrown with a voice steely warning but then was aptly ignored by Dere-Jun
And the last thing Toma uttered was “guys are you seriously leaving me all alone with him???”
Frankly Dere-Jun was a little creepy.
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Toma was open to lips pressing softly to his. His eyes fluttered open as he lazily moved his lips against the one above his, being used to giving and receiving such greetings for a long time. When he was fully awake and looking at Jun he could have sworn nothing had changed, only there was a decidedly warmth pressed into his side, asleep after much coaxing (read: making out) and promises of later.
“I went shopping.” Tsun-Jun said with a pleased smirk as he popped a piece of gourmet chocolate into Toma’s mouth and the latter chewed obediently, looking for Tsun-Jun’s shopping bag, thinking they were clothes and such and Jun even though split in half would be excited over things like that.
“I always wanted a threesome but I’ve always had a sharing issue you know. Even though I was jealous at first, I realized it’s just me after all so it works for all of us.”
“No! No! It doesn’t work! It doesn’t!” One Jun was enough to make a real mess of him, he wouldn’t outwardly admit how much he actually enjoyed being reduced to being fucked out of his mind, but two Jun’s?
It was hardly and exciting thought. Or maybe it was too much of an exciting thought; Toma would die of a heart attack surely with so much excitement.
Before Toma could protest Tsun-Jun had popped another piece of chocolate past his lips and Toma once again found his mouth preoccupied and Jun inching slowly towards him resting their foreheads together, cupping his cheeks as he breathed over his lips, promises of pleasure and pain in the way his hands slid down from Toma’s cheeks to shoulder and below and the way his grip altering strength, crowding Toma in one instant and leaving him wanting more in the other.
Jun no matter whatever fraction knew how to wind Toma’s screws and the consent was given at the whimpered, “please.”
Tsun-Jun showered Toma with short hard kisses, making Toma work in finding Jun for the next heated contact. It was reassurance that Toma wanted this just as much as he did. Even when preoccupied with kissing Tsun-Jun, Dere-Jun’s warmth against his back was suddenly very prominent and his soft kisses tickling his nape and shoulder made this thing which really should have been very weird, comforting.
As both Juns had decided simultaneously to share and held him tightly Tsun-Jun from front and Dere-Jun from the back, Toma felt very secure surrounding by both their demanding presence.
His clothes were pulled off quite naturally, in between kisses and soft caresses. Until a pattern of one distracting him and the other divesting him of his clothes fell into place till he was naked between them.
They both stopped their ministrations suddenly looking at Toma with interest and the latter feeling aptly exposed and vulnerable between his (two?) fully clothed lovers and wrapped his arms around himself like an ambushed schoolgirl.
They both burst into laughter, “I always love it when he does that.”
Trust even Dere-Jun to be a sadist.
Now that there were two Jun’s to completely overpower Toma there was no need for those coarse rope. Tsun-Jun opted for blowing him while Dere-Jun held him up. This was convenient actually, Toma didn’t need to do any work at all as he put all his weight on Dere-Jun and enjoyed the sensations Tsun-Jun created in him. Living up to the reputation of the part he’s supposed to be Tsun-Jun brought Toma to the edge quickly, swallowing him whole and sucking on his member from the beginning. It was much more sloppy than the one in the morning but strangely enough it was still how Jun tended to blow him at times.
Toma felt frustrated and yet glad that he knew Jun wouldn’t let him orgasm slipping on a cock ring just when he was about to burst. It was annoying but it was also something that Jun would do. In a way Toma felt betrayed that Dere-Jun had given his full consent to all the tortures Tsun-Jun thought appropriate for Toma.
Jun’s digits violating him was so familiar to him (and happened so often because Jun was a bitch about switching positions) that Toma didn’t even notice it happening till one of the Juns (you can’t expect him to keep track at this stage) was in two knuckles deep.
Toma moaned as Jun’s knowing fingers found his pleasure spot and the other one quickly covered his mouth in a scorching kiss to drink in his whimpers. No matter how concentratedly Tsun-Jun was he didn’t stop prepping Toma until he begged to be fucked already (maybe he prolonged it a little too much to hear Toma begging)
He got on all fours as Tsun-Jun admired the submissive position caressing his ass lightly in appreciation of its tight shape until Toma wiggled it a little to show his impatience (the ring wouldn’t be taken off until Jun-both of them - were done). He heard a smug laugh from behind him but he didn’t care because the next moment Tsun-Jun was buried to the hilt inside and he groaned out loud because Jun did it just too fast and at those times it felt like he’d never get used to the feeling. Dere-Jun fingered his member slightly but that only brought his attention back to the fact that he was rock hard and not allowed to orgasm so he slapped the hand away a little irritated and Dere-Jun looked almost hurt when he retracted his hand. Before Toma could feel guilty however Tsun-jun had hit his sweet spot and hard and he cried out desperately, waves of pleasure washing through his body and making his knees shake.
“That would feel great around your cock you know.” Upon the useful advice from his much distracted counterpart Dere-Jun’s eyes widened as he realized Toma had a perfectly pretty mouth that was unused at the moment other than for screaming and grunting and pleading for Jun to go harder and oh please, faster (Jun couldn’t be a DoS without his DoM after all)
Dere-Jun cupped his face in two of his hands and looked at Toma’s pleasure stricken face and leant down to kiss Toma’s mouth hanging slightly open from the intense pounding his behind was receiving. When he retracted Toma’s mouth was still open but his eyes closed as though waiting to be kissed again. His eyes widened in surprise though when instead of soft caring lips against his there was Jun’s engorged cock. He groaned as a protest (though it could have been for other reasons too) but eventually opened his mouth and gave in to the unrelenting grip in his hair.
It was too intense for Toma with Jun behind him and again Jun’s cock in his mouth, being pushed and pulled between them in a torturous rhythm while his own cock though neglected had enough stimulation from the sensation around him to orgasm. He tried to plead but they only came as muffled whimpers and the vibration sent Dere-Jun over the edge, he spilled himself in Toma’s mouth but with the forward thrust of Tsun-Jun into him made him spit it out. Dere-Jun actually looked at him disapprovingly for a moment before deciding to take his sweet revenge a he stroked him languidly. Toma’s stopped trying to keep himself up and finally decided to rely solely on Tsun-Jun to hold him up. A few thrusts later Tsun-Jun had come too.
He was left still wanton as the other two collapsed beside him and Toma pleaded, begged, made sad pathetic eyes at them to have the ring taken off. His hands were held tightly to the side so that he couldn’t do it himself.
“I don’t know…he’s been a bad boy.”
“He has.”
“I was very naa-ah! Please Jun punish me later just please take it off.”
“I don’t know…I still couldn’t use the brand new toy I was bought today just specially for you…” Tsun-Jun mused as he pointed to the bag lying on the ground. Toma only pleaded hoping that at least Dere-Jun would concede.
In the end it was Tsun-Jun who pulled it off with an innocent kiss on Toma’s cheek. Dere-Jun fisted him through his orgasm, milking him until he was empty of the last drop.
“You know **pant** when there **pant** is two of you, your DoS nature doubles!” The two Jun’s only laughed as they snuggled into his side. Toma couldn’t keep up the pretence anger for long as he smiled at the Jun’s both childlike and adoring as they caressed and kissed his bruises.
“I still couldn’t use my toys!”
“Do it tomorrow!” Toma replied (Of course he’d want to do it again)
“But what if we become one person again.”
“Less torture.” Toma quipped, surprised at the wit he could conjure in post coital state.
“But I got two for both of us to use!”
“I’m not letting you go shopping with Nino again!”
“Oh no…I went shopping with Sho.” Tsun-Jun replied with an evil glint in his eyes.
“With Sh-
“It’s okay when one gets broken there will be a spare so its not a total waste of money. I’m proud of you Jun.” Dere-Jun broke Toma’s surprise off.
“Thank you, Jun.”
“But I didn’t kno-
“Goodnight Toma~~~” They both replied as Tsun-Jun turned around and shut the light off.