[FIC] - Treat - Ruki/Reita - NC-17 - Oneshot
Title: Treat
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Cracky romance, PWP
Pairings: Ruki/Reita
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: Awkward.
Rainchaser's Archive
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He had no idea what to do.
Ruki was kissing and licking a roundabout route down his chest, his mean chuckle breathed against moist skin every time Reita gasped at a nip. The button of his jeans was popped open, the zipper pulled down with black polished fingers. Teeth graced abs beneath his belly button as hand tugged his pants off his body, taking boxers with them.
"Ruki," He felt his muscles quiver, partly because the recently brunette's hair tickled oh so lovely.
He wasn't embarrassed, no, neither was he shy. Reita was simply confused. He hasn't done this with a man before. What was he supposed to do? He couldn't treat Ruki like a woman, could he? He couldn't wind his fingers into his soft hair, guide his head down into his crotch and push his hips upwards to unmistakably ask for what he wanted.
He didn't have to, the vocalist was already lewdly licking a wet line from the base of his shaft all up to the tip, gathering the salty and clear first droplets. He looked at him, eyes glinting, moistening his lips before he took the head of Reita's cock into his mouth, grinning around it.
Reita failed at holding back a moan. What to do with his hands? He gripped the sheets, spreading his legs a little and kicking himself mentally for doing so. With each bob of Ruki's head he sunk lower into the smaller man's mouth and throat. He was presenting himself like a woman and yet receiving a blowjob. What to do? Good gods, how that tongue worked against his veined cock, his eyes rolled back.
"Ruki," What was he calling for, anyway?
A hand wrapped around his balled one, holding tight. Why did this have to be so different?
"Mind handing me the lube?" Hot air ghosted over his member as the brunette spoke, loosening his hold to turn the hand around, waiting for the lube to be placed in it.
Reita blinked a few times before he started to search for it.
"Thanks."
Why was Ruki still grinning like that? Not that it mattered once his tongue was around his head again; his eyes fluttered shut. he heard the cap be popped open and braced himself for what was about to come next. He knew it would feel cold at first, feel awkward, hurt a little, it would take its time. He spread his legs further and took a deep breath. What was Ruki waiting for? A rich moan vibrated through his cock. He lifted his head off the pillow to see whatever Ruki was doing. His cock twitched at the sight before him, making Ruki moan once more around him. The brunettes hand was reaching for his own entrance, moving vigorously.
"Oh fuck, Ruki!" Reita's head dropped back down.
The vocalist released him from his mouth to laugh out loud. "What were you expecting?" He breathed, pressing his forehead against Reita's lower abdomen.
"Not this."
"You're too tense anyway, it would take too long to get inside of you." His voice was drenched with arousal.
"Sorry."
"Oh shut up." He crawled up to kiss Reita, his tongue exploring teeth. He pulled on the bassist's bottom lip, stretching himself, spreading the lube inside of him, dripping moans into the blond's mouth. He was too impatient to prepare the obviously anxious bassist, he'd do that once Reita was all too comfortable with having sex with man (even though he never admitted it, he just knew that was the problem here and for some odd reason he found it endearing).
"You can touch me, you know." Ruki whispered against swollen lips.
Tentatively, one hand was placed on Ruki's hip, pads feeling heated skin as they caressed forward to the hipbone, a little farther until it reached the cock that was probing at his belly. Slowly he stroked the member, urged on by shallow thrusts of the smaller man. His second hand mirrored the first move, gripping Ruki's hip, enjoying the swaying motion for a moment before it sneaked backwards, between the cleft, until Reita's fingers came into touch with Ruki's slick ones, buried inside of him. And how it turned him on. The vocalist removed his fingers, nudging the blond's to take their place.
Soon, Reita's kisses turned hungry, almost desperate. He managed to roll them around, switching places, until he had Ruki beneath him, moaning, moving against his fingers, spreading his legs wantonly.
"Come on!" Ruki growled lusciously, arching his back. He reached out to tug on Reita's shoulders, nudging him closer.
Reita reached for the lube, squeezing a fair amount into his palm and covered his cock with the translucent gel. He looked down at Ruki, eyes roaming over his aroused features, hooded eyes and reddened lips, to his heaving chest adorned with lovely beauty spots, his belly graced with a smudge of precum, his weeping member, darkened. Reita had never loved someone so strong, emotionally, physically, mentally. Why was it that Ruki was so beautiful to him, so alluring and his mind so fascinating? He couldn't quite remember when the subtle touches started, turned into kisses, but somehow, given time to nourish that tingly feeling inside of them, they had lead them here, into the vocalist's bedroom.
He pressed the head against the ring of muscle, feeling it twitch and loosen. He pushed forward, sinking slowly into the joyful moaning man, being embraced by tight heat forcing him to shut his eyes. He had never imagined it would feel this good.
Ruki moved against him, inching his cock deeper, swallowing its whole length. This was more like it. He had to bring him out of his shell, he had the feeling Reita was actually quite more aggressive, but holding back. He knew he could be a lot rougher than this, gasping at the crook of his neck as the bassist was doing right now, not moving inside of him. Ruki clenched his muscles around the blond, chuckling at the dragged moan it elicited.
"Let's see if you've got the balls to top."
Reita glowered at the smaller, readjusting his legs for better leverage. "Oh, you little..." He pulled out to thrust back in. Hard.
Much to Ruki's pleasure.
The bassist set a slow, grinding rhythm, going deep and pushing hard, one hand on Ruki's hip to keep him in place. He was more than just fascinated with the way Ruki's lips pursed every now and then, luring him to bend his head down to kiss them, feeling all plush and oh-so-addictive. Really, the moment Ruki kissed him for the first time the brunette had him eating out of his hand.
The smaller man pushed his heels into the mattress, meeting every move of the bassist, feeling his cock's girth stretching him, his veined member gliding in and out of his body.
Reita broke the kiss and straightened up again. Ruki was convulsing around him, forcing a low growl out of the other's throat.
"What, can't take it?" He clenched his muscles again, trapping the bassist's cock in tight heat.
"No, it's just-" Another clench, white spots danced in front of vision behind shut eyes.
Ruki wrapped his legs around Reita's waist. "Tell me, how do I feel around you?"
Fingers dug into skin, trying to hold onto something. "Better than I imagined."
"Oi, Reita had dirty dreams about me, hm?" Ruki rotated his hips.
Reita had to admit that it felt better than any sex he had so far. Ruki was so lovely tight around his cock, where his muscle surrounded him, past that it was hot velvet unless the smaller man squeezed down. "You weren't so talkative in my dreams, though."
"That's why they are called dreams." He pushed his hands against the bed, rolling them around swiftly until Reita was on his back again and Ruki atop, slowly moving up and down his member. Oh how he loved that wide eyed look on his face.
"What are you doing?"
"Enjoy." Ruki purred and lifted himself almost off Reita before pushing back down, impaling himself. If he couldn't have Reita's ass, he would at least take the lead.
Palms spread over his thighs, unsure of what to do with all those urges to touch. All that pale skin adorned with beauty spots and two pink nipples. No breasts. He still had to wrap his mind around that. Ruki's voice was making it easier. No shy squeaks, no hidden, high pitched noises. Ruki was moaning deep and free, the sound vibrating through Reita, intoxicating. The vocalist was so many things he never thought he'd long for so badly.
He moved one hand up the smaller body, all the way to his flat, heaving chest. "Say my name."
"Fuck, Reita-"
The sound of it sent jolts straight to his cock. That voice gasping his name, it was too good. Why did he even consider being a drummer when he had such a sensual voice to work with on so many levels? He sped up his thrusts, hoping the other would take the hint.
And that he did, balancing his body with his hands on Reita's shoulders as he rode the blond hard and fast. He wouldn't last long, he could feel it in himself and saw it on the bassist's face as well. "Reita!"
Instinctively the blond reached for Ruki's leaking member to pump it in rigid strokes. Another slap in the face. I'm having sex with a man. He felt precum slick his fingers. And Gods it's so good.
He rolled them around again, having Ruki beneath him, lifting his legs up to slam in deeper, watching how the brunette gripped the sheets, closed his eyes and arched against him.
Ruki felt heat pool and build up in his stomach, his muscles were already twitching. He felt strands sticking to his sweaty face, but he couldn't be bothered to change that right now, not when Reita finally hit that spot inside of him dead on.
The sudden scream of pleasure escaping Ruki's throat and the tightening around his pulsing cock caught Reita off guard. He had to close his eyes himself so he wouldn't cum just right that moment. He had to watch Ruki cum first.
Another perfectly - even if unintended- angled thrust and the vocalist was coming undone, shaking, making the most sultry and voluptuous sounds the bassist ever heard. He felt him spasm around his member, clenching and relaxing rhythmically. Sticky, white seed hit his stomach, mingled with sweat, the unique smell of sex filling his nostrils.
He loved every second of it. It was all he needed to cum himself, releasing into the smaller body, receiving an approving hum in return. He wasn't down from his high yet when the brunette tugged on his shoulders to guide him into a sloppy, lazy, breathy kiss.
"I love you." Reita hushed against Ruki's reddened lips.
"I know you do." He pushed a blond strand behind an ear.
The bassist huffed and pulled his softening member out of the brunette to lie down next to him. "You're supposed to say 'I love you, too.'."
"I'm not taking orders from you." He tipped his index finger against the tip of Reita's button nose.
He was so different from any women.
The bassist rolled his eyes as Ruki had to use his shirt to wipe himself clean.
But actually, it was part of his charm.
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This felt so awkward to write (mostly because I have no sexual interest in any of them) but I couldn't stop myself.
Now, please excuse me, I have to go hide under a rock for this weird fic.
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Cracky romance, PWP
Pairings: Ruki/Reita
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: Awkward.
Rainchaser's Archive
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He had no idea what to do.
Ruki was kissing and licking a roundabout route down his chest, his mean chuckle breathed against moist skin every time Reita gasped at a nip. The button of his jeans was popped open, the zipper pulled down with black polished fingers. Teeth graced abs beneath his belly button as hand tugged his pants off his body, taking boxers with them.
"Ruki," He felt his muscles quiver, partly because the recently brunette's hair tickled oh so lovely.
He wasn't embarrassed, no, neither was he shy. Reita was simply confused. He hasn't done this with a man before. What was he supposed to do? He couldn't treat Ruki like a woman, could he? He couldn't wind his fingers into his soft hair, guide his head down into his crotch and push his hips upwards to unmistakably ask for what he wanted.
He didn't have to, the vocalist was already lewdly licking a wet line from the base of his shaft all up to the tip, gathering the salty and clear first droplets. He looked at him, eyes glinting, moistening his lips before he took the head of Reita's cock into his mouth, grinning around it.
Reita failed at holding back a moan. What to do with his hands? He gripped the sheets, spreading his legs a little and kicking himself mentally for doing so. With each bob of Ruki's head he sunk lower into the smaller man's mouth and throat. He was presenting himself like a woman and yet receiving a blowjob. What to do? Good gods, how that tongue worked against his veined cock, his eyes rolled back.
"Ruki," What was he calling for, anyway?
A hand wrapped around his balled one, holding tight. Why did this have to be so different?
"Mind handing me the lube?" Hot air ghosted over his member as the brunette spoke, loosening his hold to turn the hand around, waiting for the lube to be placed in it.
Reita blinked a few times before he started to search for it.
"Thanks."
Why was Ruki still grinning like that? Not that it mattered once his tongue was around his head again; his eyes fluttered shut. he heard the cap be popped open and braced himself for what was about to come next. He knew it would feel cold at first, feel awkward, hurt a little, it would take its time. He spread his legs further and took a deep breath. What was Ruki waiting for? A rich moan vibrated through his cock. He lifted his head off the pillow to see whatever Ruki was doing. His cock twitched at the sight before him, making Ruki moan once more around him. The brunettes hand was reaching for his own entrance, moving vigorously.
"Oh fuck, Ruki!" Reita's head dropped back down.
The vocalist released him from his mouth to laugh out loud. "What were you expecting?" He breathed, pressing his forehead against Reita's lower abdomen.
"Not this."
"You're too tense anyway, it would take too long to get inside of you." His voice was drenched with arousal.
"Sorry."
"Oh shut up." He crawled up to kiss Reita, his tongue exploring teeth. He pulled on the bassist's bottom lip, stretching himself, spreading the lube inside of him, dripping moans into the blond's mouth. He was too impatient to prepare the obviously anxious bassist, he'd do that once Reita was all too comfortable with having sex with man (even though he never admitted it, he just knew that was the problem here and for some odd reason he found it endearing).
"You can touch me, you know." Ruki whispered against swollen lips.
Tentatively, one hand was placed on Ruki's hip, pads feeling heated skin as they caressed forward to the hipbone, a little farther until it reached the cock that was probing at his belly. Slowly he stroked the member, urged on by shallow thrusts of the smaller man. His second hand mirrored the first move, gripping Ruki's hip, enjoying the swaying motion for a moment before it sneaked backwards, between the cleft, until Reita's fingers came into touch with Ruki's slick ones, buried inside of him. And how it turned him on. The vocalist removed his fingers, nudging the blond's to take their place.
Soon, Reita's kisses turned hungry, almost desperate. He managed to roll them around, switching places, until he had Ruki beneath him, moaning, moving against his fingers, spreading his legs wantonly.
"Come on!" Ruki growled lusciously, arching his back. He reached out to tug on Reita's shoulders, nudging him closer.
Reita reached for the lube, squeezing a fair amount into his palm and covered his cock with the translucent gel. He looked down at Ruki, eyes roaming over his aroused features, hooded eyes and reddened lips, to his heaving chest adorned with lovely beauty spots, his belly graced with a smudge of precum, his weeping member, darkened. Reita had never loved someone so strong, emotionally, physically, mentally. Why was it that Ruki was so beautiful to him, so alluring and his mind so fascinating? He couldn't quite remember when the subtle touches started, turned into kisses, but somehow, given time to nourish that tingly feeling inside of them, they had lead them here, into the vocalist's bedroom.
He pressed the head against the ring of muscle, feeling it twitch and loosen. He pushed forward, sinking slowly into the joyful moaning man, being embraced by tight heat forcing him to shut his eyes. He had never imagined it would feel this good.
Ruki moved against him, inching his cock deeper, swallowing its whole length. This was more like it. He had to bring him out of his shell, he had the feeling Reita was actually quite more aggressive, but holding back. He knew he could be a lot rougher than this, gasping at the crook of his neck as the bassist was doing right now, not moving inside of him. Ruki clenched his muscles around the blond, chuckling at the dragged moan it elicited.
"Let's see if you've got the balls to top."
Reita glowered at the smaller, readjusting his legs for better leverage. "Oh, you little..." He pulled out to thrust back in. Hard.
Much to Ruki's pleasure.
The bassist set a slow, grinding rhythm, going deep and pushing hard, one hand on Ruki's hip to keep him in place. He was more than just fascinated with the way Ruki's lips pursed every now and then, luring him to bend his head down to kiss them, feeling all plush and oh-so-addictive. Really, the moment Ruki kissed him for the first time the brunette had him eating out of his hand.
The smaller man pushed his heels into the mattress, meeting every move of the bassist, feeling his cock's girth stretching him, his veined member gliding in and out of his body.
Reita broke the kiss and straightened up again. Ruki was convulsing around him, forcing a low growl out of the other's throat.
"What, can't take it?" He clenched his muscles again, trapping the bassist's cock in tight heat.
"No, it's just-" Another clench, white spots danced in front of vision behind shut eyes.
Ruki wrapped his legs around Reita's waist. "Tell me, how do I feel around you?"
Fingers dug into skin, trying to hold onto something. "Better than I imagined."
"Oi, Reita had dirty dreams about me, hm?" Ruki rotated his hips.
Reita had to admit that it felt better than any sex he had so far. Ruki was so lovely tight around his cock, where his muscle surrounded him, past that it was hot velvet unless the smaller man squeezed down. "You weren't so talkative in my dreams, though."
"That's why they are called dreams." He pushed his hands against the bed, rolling them around swiftly until Reita was on his back again and Ruki atop, slowly moving up and down his member. Oh how he loved that wide eyed look on his face.
"What are you doing?"
"Enjoy." Ruki purred and lifted himself almost off Reita before pushing back down, impaling himself. If he couldn't have Reita's ass, he would at least take the lead.
Palms spread over his thighs, unsure of what to do with all those urges to touch. All that pale skin adorned with beauty spots and two pink nipples. No breasts. He still had to wrap his mind around that. Ruki's voice was making it easier. No shy squeaks, no hidden, high pitched noises. Ruki was moaning deep and free, the sound vibrating through Reita, intoxicating. The vocalist was so many things he never thought he'd long for so badly.
He moved one hand up the smaller body, all the way to his flat, heaving chest. "Say my name."
"Fuck, Reita-"
The sound of it sent jolts straight to his cock. That voice gasping his name, it was too good. Why did he even consider being a drummer when he had such a sensual voice to work with on so many levels? He sped up his thrusts, hoping the other would take the hint.
And that he did, balancing his body with his hands on Reita's shoulders as he rode the blond hard and fast. He wouldn't last long, he could feel it in himself and saw it on the bassist's face as well. "Reita!"
Instinctively the blond reached for Ruki's leaking member to pump it in rigid strokes. Another slap in the face. I'm having sex with a man. He felt precum slick his fingers. And Gods it's so good.
He rolled them around again, having Ruki beneath him, lifting his legs up to slam in deeper, watching how the brunette gripped the sheets, closed his eyes and arched against him.
Ruki felt heat pool and build up in his stomach, his muscles were already twitching. He felt strands sticking to his sweaty face, but he couldn't be bothered to change that right now, not when Reita finally hit that spot inside of him dead on.
The sudden scream of pleasure escaping Ruki's throat and the tightening around his pulsing cock caught Reita off guard. He had to close his eyes himself so he wouldn't cum just right that moment. He had to watch Ruki cum first.
Another perfectly - even if unintended- angled thrust and the vocalist was coming undone, shaking, making the most sultry and voluptuous sounds the bassist ever heard. He felt him spasm around his member, clenching and relaxing rhythmically. Sticky, white seed hit his stomach, mingled with sweat, the unique smell of sex filling his nostrils.
He loved every second of it. It was all he needed to cum himself, releasing into the smaller body, receiving an approving hum in return. He wasn't down from his high yet when the brunette tugged on his shoulders to guide him into a sloppy, lazy, breathy kiss.
"I love you." Reita hushed against Ruki's reddened lips.
"I know you do." He pushed a blond strand behind an ear.
The bassist huffed and pulled his softening member out of the brunette to lie down next to him. "You're supposed to say 'I love you, too.'."
"I'm not taking orders from you." He tipped his index finger against the tip of Reita's button nose.
He was so different from any women.
The bassist rolled his eyes as Ruki had to use his shirt to wipe himself clean.
But actually, it was part of his charm.
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This felt so awkward to write (mostly because I have no sexual interest in any of them) but I couldn't stop myself.
Now, please excuse me, I have to go hide under a rock for this weird fic.