[FIC] - How to Relax - Several Pairings - NC-17 - Series
Title: How to Relax
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Humor, romance, a smut-snippet
Pairings: Hiroto/Uruha, Saga/Shou, Tora/Nao, Ruki/Reita, Aki/whoever calls, Miyavi/lulwut?, Aoi/Ni~ya
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: I'm innocent, this wrote itself D: Everyone has an own way to relax.
Rainchaser's Archive
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☆ Prosperous - PG-13
☆ Flamboyance - PG
☆ Picture Perfect - PG
☆ Tired of Sleep - PG-13
☆ Coming Home - PG-13
☆ Tucked in - PG-13
☆ Two notes to notice - PG-13
☆ Share a Word - PG-13
☆ Nightingale - PG-13
☆ Wee Hours of Morning - PG-13
☆ Steps and Turns - PG-13
☆ Yet Unknown - PG-13
☆ Food for the Heart - PG-13
☆ How to Relax - NC-17
A list of who with whom had which child luwhutwtf.
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MAsayuki's heart missed a beat as he heard the front door click shut. Chiaki was home. He looked at the table, checking if he had missed anything, if the dishes were clean and shining and arranged perfectly.
Chiaki looked from one man to the other, then back to the decorated table and, oh, the delicious, mouth watering smell in the air!
Aki took his leather jacket off a chair's back and pulled it on. "I should leave you two alone now, ne?"
"Guess so." Masayuki cleared his throat." "And thank you."
"You're welcome." The bassist chirped. "And always play safe, boys!" He patted Masayuki on the shoulder and winked at the blond as he passed them, letting himself out off the house.
"You called uncle Aki to cook for us?" Chiaki stepped closer to the uncommonly nervous boy next to the dinner table.
"Uhm, no, actually I cooked, he just told me what to do." He bit his bottom lip and glanced at the table. He felt a little awkward for setting up the glass bowl with the swimming rose-shaped white candles.
"You made all of this?" The blond turned to take a closer look. It wasn't that special looking, just two pots with noodles and sauce, two dishes, two glasses and a bowl with candles. But to him, this was priceless. Masayuki had put effort into cooking this for him. Something inside him leaped.
"Yes."
"Just for me?" Chiaki felt his belly tingle, so much he felt his knees buckle. He reached out for Masayuki's hand.
"Just for you." The brunette entwined their fingers and pulled the other against his chest. He loved that smile of Chiaki as the blond looked into his eyes in awe. It was worth it so far, now it just had to be tasty for Chiaki and he'd be more than happy. "Because I know the way to a man's heart is through his stomach."
The blond giggled in his arms, kissing his lips in tender pecks. "You don't need to find the way, you're already there."
- - -
"Gods, Hiroto!" Aki moaned, deep and sultry as the younger invaded his body. He was pressed down against Uruha's damp body, the blond already pulsing inside of him as his lover aligned his hard member in the tight heat. It was hard to breathe, his vision was blurry He squeezed his eyes shut. Behind his back, Hiroto was laughing airily, caressing his sweat slick spine down to the tattooed butterflies.
"You were teasing us about this for weeks and now you can't take it?" He slapped the bassists right butt cheek, making him clench on the two cocks inside him.
"Come on, Aki." Uruha purred, rotating his hips. Bboth of the other men moaned at the simple movement.
"Come on." Hiroto cooed and licked at his neck, thrusting shallowly into the tight passage, rubbing against his lover, slick and hot.
A rich moan escaped the bassist's lips. He pushed himself backwards against the two intrusions, feeling stretched, full and absolutely in bliss.
- - -
The boys had stuffed their bellies, filled the dishwasher and moved very sated to the living room couch. Chiaki was huddled into a pair of soft pillows stuffed between his back and the crook where armrest and back met. He was lying on the cushioned furniture, Masayuki resting between his legs with his head on his chest.
They were somewhere between dozing and watching a documentation about Canadian snow foxes. The brunette had his eyes closed and listened to the soft, deep voice of the narrator explaining where the fox build her den. Fingers combed playfully his hair, soothing him, luring him to take a nap on the blond's chest, his heartbeat warm against his cheek.
If he were a cat, he'd purr right now to show how much he appreciated the peaceful intimacy. He sighed relaxed and nuzzled Chiaki's chest lightly, earning a pleased, loving giggle barely louder than a whisper. It was all he needed.
- - -
Three men hang lazily on couch and armchair, drinking sake and coke while they watched an old Nightmare live just for the stupid jokes they'd come up with looking at their friends.
"What do you think," Aki started and let his head dangle from the armrest, up side down glancing at the couple. "When Masayuki and Chiaki hit it, who's going to top?"
Uruha perked a neat brow. "Masayuki, of course."
"Why so sure?" The bassist asked, even though he already knew. Uruha was in his proud mommy mode again.
"Just look at him!" The blond pointed out, gesturing widely, much to his husband's amusement.
"Chiaki could still top him, if you ask me." Aki sat up and turned around before his neck would get sore.
"Cause it's always the cute one that gets your ass in the end." Hiroto laughed and squeezed Uruha's thigh teasingly.
"Plus, isn't he a little taller than your son?" The pierced man wondered.
"As if height would have anything to do with that."
To that, Hiroto raised his glass. "Truth to be told, love."
Aki grinned. "Yupp, the small ones are the most dangerous."
The smaller guitarist giggled and pointed at the screen. "Wasn't it Yomi who made you walk funny for a few days?"
"Yeah, and Hyde. Hyped up Hyde is baaad." Aki said, his index finger raised to emphasize his words.
"Remember the Red Bull party?" Uruha chirped.
"How could I not!" Aki said, starting to chuckle as memories flashed.
Hiroto, on the other hand, laughed out loud, his feet wiggling in mid air as his body was shaken.
"Yes, you laugh!" Uruha said with fake accuse and hit his lover's shoulder.
"Come on, you liked it."
"Of course I did! I love you all bouncy and pounding." The blond purred and leaned over to kiss full, smiling lips.
"My baby likes it rough, ne." The brunette pushed his lover back down onto th couch, pressing his body atop him as he claimed his mouth in a demanding kiss.
As Hiroto's hand slipped beneath Uruha's loose shirt, eliciting a muffled moan, Aki felt a little left out. "Hey!" He perked. "Hey, you know the rules! No sex without me while I'm here!" He gulped down his glass of sake and jumped up to pounce on the already entangled, smirking couple.
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Unna is busy busy and tends to post short stuff. Mah. Plus I still have problems being sleepy all the time, therefore I lack concentration.
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Humor, romance, a smut-snippet
Pairings: Hiroto/Uruha, Saga/Shou, Tora/Nao, Ruki/Reita, Aki/whoever calls, Miyavi/lulwut?, Aoi/Ni~ya
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: I'm innocent, this wrote itself D: Everyone has an own way to relax.
Rainchaser's Archive
_______________________________________________________________
☆ Prosperous - PG-13
☆ Flamboyance - PG
☆ Picture Perfect - PG
☆ Tired of Sleep - PG-13
☆ Coming Home - PG-13
☆ Tucked in - PG-13
☆ Two notes to notice - PG-13
☆ Share a Word - PG-13
☆ Nightingale - PG-13
☆ Wee Hours of Morning - PG-13
☆ Steps and Turns - PG-13
☆ Yet Unknown - PG-13
☆ Food for the Heart - PG-13
☆ How to Relax - NC-17
A list of who with whom had which child luwhutwtf.
_______________________________________________________________
MAsayuki's heart missed a beat as he heard the front door click shut. Chiaki was home. He looked at the table, checking if he had missed anything, if the dishes were clean and shining and arranged perfectly.
Chiaki looked from one man to the other, then back to the decorated table and, oh, the delicious, mouth watering smell in the air!
Aki took his leather jacket off a chair's back and pulled it on. "I should leave you two alone now, ne?"
"Guess so." Masayuki cleared his throat." "And thank you."
"You're welcome." The bassist chirped. "And always play safe, boys!" He patted Masayuki on the shoulder and winked at the blond as he passed them, letting himself out off the house.
"You called uncle Aki to cook for us?" Chiaki stepped closer to the uncommonly nervous boy next to the dinner table.
"Uhm, no, actually I cooked, he just told me what to do." He bit his bottom lip and glanced at the table. He felt a little awkward for setting up the glass bowl with the swimming rose-shaped white candles.
"You made all of this?" The blond turned to take a closer look. It wasn't that special looking, just two pots with noodles and sauce, two dishes, two glasses and a bowl with candles. But to him, this was priceless. Masayuki had put effort into cooking this for him. Something inside him leaped.
"Yes."
"Just for me?" Chiaki felt his belly tingle, so much he felt his knees buckle. He reached out for Masayuki's hand.
"Just for you." The brunette entwined their fingers and pulled the other against his chest. He loved that smile of Chiaki as the blond looked into his eyes in awe. It was worth it so far, now it just had to be tasty for Chiaki and he'd be more than happy. "Because I know the way to a man's heart is through his stomach."
The blond giggled in his arms, kissing his lips in tender pecks. "You don't need to find the way, you're already there."
- - -
"Gods, Hiroto!" Aki moaned, deep and sultry as the younger invaded his body. He was pressed down against Uruha's damp body, the blond already pulsing inside of him as his lover aligned his hard member in the tight heat. It was hard to breathe, his vision was blurry He squeezed his eyes shut. Behind his back, Hiroto was laughing airily, caressing his sweat slick spine down to the tattooed butterflies.
"You were teasing us about this for weeks and now you can't take it?" He slapped the bassists right butt cheek, making him clench on the two cocks inside him.
"Come on, Aki." Uruha purred, rotating his hips. Bboth of the other men moaned at the simple movement.
"Come on." Hiroto cooed and licked at his neck, thrusting shallowly into the tight passage, rubbing against his lover, slick and hot.
A rich moan escaped the bassist's lips. He pushed himself backwards against the two intrusions, feeling stretched, full and absolutely in bliss.
- - -
The boys had stuffed their bellies, filled the dishwasher and moved very sated to the living room couch. Chiaki was huddled into a pair of soft pillows stuffed between his back and the crook where armrest and back met. He was lying on the cushioned furniture, Masayuki resting between his legs with his head on his chest.
They were somewhere between dozing and watching a documentation about Canadian snow foxes. The brunette had his eyes closed and listened to the soft, deep voice of the narrator explaining where the fox build her den. Fingers combed playfully his hair, soothing him, luring him to take a nap on the blond's chest, his heartbeat warm against his cheek.
If he were a cat, he'd purr right now to show how much he appreciated the peaceful intimacy. He sighed relaxed and nuzzled Chiaki's chest lightly, earning a pleased, loving giggle barely louder than a whisper. It was all he needed.
- - -
Three men hang lazily on couch and armchair, drinking sake and coke while they watched an old Nightmare live just for the stupid jokes they'd come up with looking at their friends.
"What do you think," Aki started and let his head dangle from the armrest, up side down glancing at the couple. "When Masayuki and Chiaki hit it, who's going to top?"
Uruha perked a neat brow. "Masayuki, of course."
"Why so sure?" The bassist asked, even though he already knew. Uruha was in his proud mommy mode again.
"Just look at him!" The blond pointed out, gesturing widely, much to his husband's amusement.
"Chiaki could still top him, if you ask me." Aki sat up and turned around before his neck would get sore.
"Cause it's always the cute one that gets your ass in the end." Hiroto laughed and squeezed Uruha's thigh teasingly.
"Plus, isn't he a little taller than your son?" The pierced man wondered.
"As if height would have anything to do with that."
To that, Hiroto raised his glass. "Truth to be told, love."
Aki grinned. "Yupp, the small ones are the most dangerous."
The smaller guitarist giggled and pointed at the screen. "Wasn't it Yomi who made you walk funny for a few days?"
"Yeah, and Hyde. Hyped up Hyde is baaad." Aki said, his index finger raised to emphasize his words.
"Remember the Red Bull party?" Uruha chirped.
"How could I not!" Aki said, starting to chuckle as memories flashed.
Hiroto, on the other hand, laughed out loud, his feet wiggling in mid air as his body was shaken.
"Yes, you laugh!" Uruha said with fake accuse and hit his lover's shoulder.
"Come on, you liked it."
"Of course I did! I love you all bouncy and pounding." The blond purred and leaned over to kiss full, smiling lips.
"My baby likes it rough, ne." The brunette pushed his lover back down onto th couch, pressing his body atop him as he claimed his mouth in a demanding kiss.
As Hiroto's hand slipped beneath Uruha's loose shirt, eliciting a muffled moan, Aki felt a little left out. "Hey!" He perked. "Hey, you know the rules! No sex without me while I'm here!" He gulped down his glass of sake and jumped up to pounce on the already entangled, smirking couple.
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Unna is busy busy and tends to post short stuff. Mah. Plus I still have problems being sleepy all the time, therefore I lack concentration.