Title - Watching
Author -
unwritten_ideasRating - PG-13 (bad language, mentions of sexual situations but no actual sex)
Word Count - 407
Pairing - implied Gackt x Jon
Characters - Gackt, Takumi
Disclaimer - don’t own squat and if I did, I’d be posting this with pictures
Summary - Gackt finally catches up with Takumi after the events of the morning
Notes - follows on from
Early “I feel like you’ve been avoiding me today.”
The sound of that smooth, deep voice nearly made Takumi drop his coffee. Luckily, he was able to regain his composure with only the slightest slip. The coffee was rapidly moving in the cup, but he hadn’t dropped it.
Takumi had no doubt that Gackt had seen how closed he’d come to dropping it though.
“We’ve been doing interviews together all day,” Takumi pointed out, “how could I have avoided you.”
Gackt hummed lightly as he sat down next to Takumi. The guitarist’s back stiffened, but Takumi had no other reaction. Gackt was impressed by his stoicism. “I don’t think you’ve looked me in the eye all day.”
Looking Gackt in the eye was an impossible task for Takumi. Last time he’d had eye contact with Gackt, it was while the singer was being thoroughly fucked by Jon. He couldn’t look at Gackt without being reminded of that, and how Gackt had encouraged his voyeurism.
“In fact,” Gackt continued, “even Jon has noticed how cold you’ve been towards me today.”
“Jon?” Takumi said with a slight panicked tone to his voice. “Does he know about… earlier?”
Gackt shook his head. “He doesn’t know you were watching,” he said firmly. “Jon gets very possessive when we’re fucking. He never would have let you stay.”
Takumi flushed red. Gackt had said it. He’d said that Takumi was watching, and had said exactly what he had seen. It made it all seem so much more real somehow.
“Why did you…” Takumi began, but found he couldn’t finish his sentence.
Gackt finished it for him. “Why did I let you watch?” Gackt shrugged his shoulders. “I’m not ashamed and you enjoyed the show, hmm?”
Takumi couldn’t answer.
“I think it’s a little late for the blushing virgin routine,” Gackt smirked, “you’ve spoilt that nice boy image forever more.”
“I’m sorry,” Takumi said in a small voice, “can we just forget it ever happened?”
“You want to forget what you saw?” Gackt asked. “Fine. We could do that. I have a better idea though.”
For the first time since that morning, Takumi looked Gackt in the eye.
Gackt smiled. “Come to my house early again tomorrow, and you’ll see what I can do to make a man scream.”
“I… what?” Takumi stammered.
“Tomorrow, it’ll be Jon bent over a table as I fuck him nice and hard. You want to see that, right?”
“…yes.”
~owari
Notes
1) I've caught up... yes? Yay!