Toma Nino Ficlet
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Pairing: TomaNino
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Abandoned store rooms and suspicious stuff.
Note: For ailette It's completely lame but we had a deal. I post a Tomanino and so she does....at least with my sucky one I'll get to read hers. Happy :D
Toma didn’t mean to suddenly barge in on a couple. It’s just that he had forgotten for a moment, for lack of using seldom used storerooms and abandoned dressing rooms to dig up discarded performance props, that these were ‘danger areas’ what with hormonal teenagers and overworked, sexually frustrated adults one needed to use caution when traipsing these regions.
He had just forgotten.
A genuine mistake.
Quite a big one.
For a counterpart of that ‘busy’ couple was Ninomiya.
He didn’t expect it really, he didn’t know why because the busier you are the more sexually frustrated you are also so why was it so hard for him to believe that Nino was getting off in a lesser used store room with a member of the staff.
He was so shocked in fact that he completely forgot to discreetly leave them to their business.
So…he didn’t.
The female Nino was with had pushed him away at the sound of the door opening and at seeing Toma so blatantly staring at them dumbstruck she blushed an even more profuse shade of red before running out of the room, colliding against Toma’s side as she did so.
Nino clicked his tongue to express his annoyance and Toma’s gaze momentarily distracted by the thoroughly embarrassed staff member fell back on him.
And well he’s seen (and given) enough sultry, come hither looks in magazine gazes to be immune to them but the look of raw lust in Nino’s eyes was something one could not fabricate in front of a camera.
Nino’s need and vulnerable state all too clear in his slumped shoulder, quick breath, tousled hair and those dark, dark eyes piercing through him.
Toma gulped, a little lost in Nino and not knowing how to get out, trying not to see how his pants were unzipped and threatening to slide of those narrow hips with each swivel as he stepped towards Toma.
“I was really counting on that you know.” Nino said as he zipped his pants, leaving it unbuttoned, “It’s lonely and I’m too old to do these things alone.”
Toma nodded and looked down, blushing like that staff had done earlier, “I’m sorry, I should have checked before entering.”
Nino sighs as he leans against the wall beside the door, “It’s alright I should have chosen a room whose lock was working.” He smiled at Toma, his natural curl of lips and Toma wondered how he could do that, smiling and chatting, since he was clearly aroused and in the middle of getting laid in at least a few weeks.
Toma knows how schedules leave you only time for meals and shut eyes in cars for weeks on end and with Nino’s list of activities. It could be the only time in months that he even had enough energy to muster the will for sex.
“I’ll just tell them that I didn’t find the red plaited jackets with silver rhinestones, you can…umm…stay here uninterrupted.”
“It’s no problem I’ll help you find it.” And before Toma could protest Nino had already shifted to open the box he was sitting on with his partner from before and pulling out the clothes stashed in there.
Toma thought that Nino really should be doing something about the bulge in his pants. But Nino was engrossed in his search and soon Toma joined him too pushing treacherous thoughts out of his mind as he opened another one and started to look through it.
He suddenly felt Nino’s presence close to his side and realized that Nino having finished looking through his box came to look through Toma’s, instead of opening another one for some unfathomable reason.
Only, well, only that from up close Nino’s face with its subtle hints of arousal, just those eyes in fact that couldn’t fake Nino’s state, was kind of distracting and not to mention really attractive.
So attractive in fact and unknowingly he had stopped pulling out clothes and started staring at his face, completely caught off guard when Nino looked at him suddenly with a questioning gaze.
Toma shook his head and was about to go back to work when the box was pushed out of his reach and a really frustrated groan sounded from beside him.
“Honestly Toma, you’re dumb” And with that Nino put a hand to his cheek and brought his face to face him before crashing their lips together.
“You. Honestly. Think. I Give. A Fuck. About. What You’re. Looking For?” He got out between frantic kisses.
And he kept on mumbling about Toma’s stupidity and how aroused he was against his lips, all the while shifting to straddle Toma, until Toma cupped his lips and gently pushed his face away an inch.
“I know. I’m sorry.” And with one last apologetic look he dove back into the kiss.
Storerooms might not have the jacket someone fashionably retarded made but at least you get lapfuls of Nino there. Aroused Nino who quite readily undresses.
Toma thinks as Nino kisses down his now shirtless chest that storerooms are nice. They deserve more frequent visits.
A/N: Block is still on. Someone write me JunMa!
Pairing: TomaNino
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Abandoned store rooms and suspicious stuff.
Note: For ailette It's completely lame but we had a deal. I post a Tomanino and so she does....at least with my sucky one I'll get to read hers. Happy :D
Toma didn’t mean to suddenly barge in on a couple. It’s just that he had forgotten for a moment, for lack of using seldom used storerooms and abandoned dressing rooms to dig up discarded performance props, that these were ‘danger areas’ what with hormonal teenagers and overworked, sexually frustrated adults one needed to use caution when traipsing these regions.
He had just forgotten.
A genuine mistake.
Quite a big one.
For a counterpart of that ‘busy’ couple was Ninomiya.
He didn’t expect it really, he didn’t know why because the busier you are the more sexually frustrated you are also so why was it so hard for him to believe that Nino was getting off in a lesser used store room with a member of the staff.
He was so shocked in fact that he completely forgot to discreetly leave them to their business.
So…he didn’t.
The female Nino was with had pushed him away at the sound of the door opening and at seeing Toma so blatantly staring at them dumbstruck she blushed an even more profuse shade of red before running out of the room, colliding against Toma’s side as she did so.
Nino clicked his tongue to express his annoyance and Toma’s gaze momentarily distracted by the thoroughly embarrassed staff member fell back on him.
And well he’s seen (and given) enough sultry, come hither looks in magazine gazes to be immune to them but the look of raw lust in Nino’s eyes was something one could not fabricate in front of a camera.
Nino’s need and vulnerable state all too clear in his slumped shoulder, quick breath, tousled hair and those dark, dark eyes piercing through him.
Toma gulped, a little lost in Nino and not knowing how to get out, trying not to see how his pants were unzipped and threatening to slide of those narrow hips with each swivel as he stepped towards Toma.
“I was really counting on that you know.” Nino said as he zipped his pants, leaving it unbuttoned, “It’s lonely and I’m too old to do these things alone.”
Toma nodded and looked down, blushing like that staff had done earlier, “I’m sorry, I should have checked before entering.”
Nino sighs as he leans against the wall beside the door, “It’s alright I should have chosen a room whose lock was working.” He smiled at Toma, his natural curl of lips and Toma wondered how he could do that, smiling and chatting, since he was clearly aroused and in the middle of getting laid in at least a few weeks.
Toma knows how schedules leave you only time for meals and shut eyes in cars for weeks on end and with Nino’s list of activities. It could be the only time in months that he even had enough energy to muster the will for sex.
“I’ll just tell them that I didn’t find the red plaited jackets with silver rhinestones, you can…umm…stay here uninterrupted.”
“It’s no problem I’ll help you find it.” And before Toma could protest Nino had already shifted to open the box he was sitting on with his partner from before and pulling out the clothes stashed in there.
Toma thought that Nino really should be doing something about the bulge in his pants. But Nino was engrossed in his search and soon Toma joined him too pushing treacherous thoughts out of his mind as he opened another one and started to look through it.
He suddenly felt Nino’s presence close to his side and realized that Nino having finished looking through his box came to look through Toma’s, instead of opening another one for some unfathomable reason.
Only, well, only that from up close Nino’s face with its subtle hints of arousal, just those eyes in fact that couldn’t fake Nino’s state, was kind of distracting and not to mention really attractive.
So attractive in fact and unknowingly he had stopped pulling out clothes and started staring at his face, completely caught off guard when Nino looked at him suddenly with a questioning gaze.
Toma shook his head and was about to go back to work when the box was pushed out of his reach and a really frustrated groan sounded from beside him.
“Honestly Toma, you’re dumb” And with that Nino put a hand to his cheek and brought his face to face him before crashing their lips together.
“You. Honestly. Think. I Give. A Fuck. About. What You’re. Looking For?” He got out between frantic kisses.
And he kept on mumbling about Toma’s stupidity and how aroused he was against his lips, all the while shifting to straddle Toma, until Toma cupped his lips and gently pushed his face away an inch.
“I know. I’m sorry.” And with one last apologetic look he dove back into the kiss.
Storerooms might not have the jacket someone fashionably retarded made but at least you get lapfuls of Nino there. Aroused Nino who quite readily undresses.
Toma thinks as Nino kisses down his now shirtless chest that storerooms are nice. They deserve more frequent visits.
A/N: Block is still on. Someone write me JunMa!