One Day
Title: One Day
Pairing: Akame, Kame/Hope Diamond XD
Rating: It's pretty much safe, but just to be sure pg-13
Warning: None really, this was supposed to be smut but I chickened out XD
Genre: Humour?
Disclaimer: I don't own Jin, Kame or Hope Diamond
Summary: Everytime Jin went for a job Kazuya would beat him to it, and he was sick of it.
AN: Wtf is with that summary XD Anyway in relation to Hope Diamond, it's the diamond that the blue stone from Titanic is modelled after. I did my research ~ And if anyone else is as geeky as me you'll know the significance of the room number XD (Lmfao I need to get out more) Anyway this was supposed to be smut, I had set it up to be my first ever smut but I just couldn't do it. I may be a super pervert but I just can't write smut, someone help me T_T
Just a little farther, just a little bit closer, yes! He carefully held the bag of sand over the dagger and even more carefully slipped his fingers underneath the handle. He nervously licked his lips as he felt his palms getting sweaty - that wasn’t a good sign: if he hovered here any longer the dagger would slip and he would get caught. He took a deep breath as he changed the two in a flash, he had done this so many times and such a feat was like changing clothes for him. Nevertheless it still made him nervous and he held his breath, waiting for the alarm to shriek into his ear. But nothing came; he released his breath and grinned widely, giving Koki a thumbs up as he placed the dagger on his belt. He felt the rope tug as he rose slowly in the air, he felt giddy as he always did after a successful mission. His heart skipped a beat however as the main door burst open, even Koki froze as he lurched downward slightly. He glanced wide eyed at the door and relaxed when he saw who it was, the intruder was glaring at him from his spot. He winked at the other and tapped the dagger; he could hear the faint shouting of the museum security as he was pulled up and onto the rooftop. Koki helped him get rid of the harness and secure it in his backpack, the wires were already secured so the two simply clipped onto them and slid down into the van. Before he left the roof he heard the anguished and frustrated scream of “Kamenashi!” and he grinned wolfishly as he slid down the wire.
~~~~~
He couldn’t take it anymore, every time he went for a job that bloody Kamenashi would beat him to it. He wouldn’t stand for this any longer, he didn’t care if the other man was good looking and had curves in all the right places. No, he didn’t care; he would get his revenge, the best revenge, revenge that will make every thief talk for decades - no centuries! What was he talking about again? Oh yes, Kamenashi. The most infuriating man to walk this side of hell, when Jin first saw him he thought he was a woman and of course the other took great offence to that, now he felt the need to make him pay every time they saw each other. At first Jin thought it was just a coincidence that they worked the same scene, I mean thieves in Tokyo didn’t really have that much space since all the valuable things were usually in one place...and heavily advertised...
But then Kamenashi started showing up at every scene before him, stealing the precious item and leaving Jin to confront the police. It was only by sheer luck that he had managed to escape so far, I mean sure he lacked tact but he was pretty sure Kamenashi had tipped the police before robbing the place: Jin had only encountered the police a handful of times before meeting the other thief. Jin had never known someone to hold a grudge for so long and over such a petty thing, the other really was like a girl.
His ability to hold a grudge wasn’t the only feminine thing about Kamenashi: he had long hair the curled under his chin and looked so silky and soft (Jin did not fantasise nor think about Kamenashi’s hair at length during the night), he had a tiny waist that accentuated his full hips which were further emphasised by the tight fighting clothing the other insisted on wearing. Kamenashi even painted his nails different colours depending on his mood (Jin was a thief, therefore he was observant: he did not gaze lovingly at Kamenashi, ever)
In a brief summary: Kamenashi was a very feminine man. Period. Therefore Jin could hardly be blamed for thinking he was a girl...or having wet dreams about him...forget that last part.
He would get his own back on the other, mark his words. The day would come when Kamenashi would regret screwing around with his work, one day that cheeky little bugger will be on his knees begging for forgiveness...and maybe for release too...no, no forget that part too.
~~~~~
He couldn’t believe his luck. Not only was he about to steal the famous Hope Diamond: the super expensive and super gorgeous jewel, but it was completely empty. There were no guards, no cleaners, not even other thieves. This would be a piece of cake. Of course he would still tread carefully, after all he didn’t get where he was by being careless.
He was confused at first when he heard the diamond was being kept in a hotel room, but then it made sense: you should keep it in the place people don’t expect. Amateurs would overlook this, but Kazuya wasn’t an amateur. He did his research and he played the field, he saw a few other thieves during the party but smirked as he recalled that none of them made it this far. He gave a snort of derision, amateurs.
Kazuya pulled the lowered his head to hide his face, he was sure Koki disabled the camera but he couldn’t be too careful. He glanced at the room names until finally found the right one, room 1653. This was it. After looking around to make sure no one was in the area Kazuya dropped down to one knee and took out his lock picker. It may be a little old fashioned, but it did the job well enough. He stuck out his tongue in concentration, fiddling around with the device before he heard a satisfactory click of the door unlocking. He grinned before getting up and looking around once more, he couldn’t afford to be caught so late in the game.
He took a deep breath, steadying the nerves he got no matter how many times he did this. Kazuya slowly and carefully opened the door, trying not to make a sound. Of course the hotel was old and the door creaked loudly as he cursed under his breath, deciding to just get it over with he slipped into the room and closed the door. It was completely dark except for a soft light shining above a pedestal. Even from so far away he could see the light reflection off of the diamond. He tentatively stepped towards the jewel, transfixed with the sight.
Right in front of him was the famed Hope Diamond, the diamond that was thought to have been cut from The French Blue. A diamond so valuable and precious people had died for it, and he knew many more were willing. He knew that he would never sell such a beautiful item; Kazuya was sentimental enough to want to keep the diamond even if it was worth so much money. He released a breath he didn’t know he was holding and chuckled slightly as he felt a wave a dizziness come with the oxygen. He was silly to get so worked up over a simply diamond. It was just another mission, he pouted: the others would want to sell it probably. He was never allowed to keep the pretty things he steals; everyone else says it’s a waste of money. Humph he was sure he could find an outfit to compliment it, but then again he couldn’t exactly wear such a famous diamond without people getting suspicious. Life just wasn’t fair.
He was startled as the lights switched on, reacting quickly he swung around: his gun pointing at the door. He frowned - there was no one there. He had spent too much time day dreaming, he should have grabbed it and ran. Breathing steadily, Kazuya backed up slowly towards the diamond, keeping his eyes and ears open.
His breath caught as he backed into something that most definitely wasn’t air or a podium. Arms wrapped themselves around him as the person put their chin on his shoulder; he could recognise the cologne and winced. Of course he had lingered long enough for the fool to show up, just his luck.
“Hmm, I knew this would work. You’re so easy to trap Kazu” Kazuya’s eyes widened, this was a trap? So that means...the diamond...it was a fake? But it looked so real, even to his eyes. Damn it Akanishi knew his weakness for beautiful things and used it against him; it didn’t even occur to him that the diamond was a fake. Kazuya suddenly remembered he had a gun and tried to turn around to point it at the other man’s chest but Akanishi was having none of that. He tightened his hold on him so Kazuya could only wriggle, his gun being made completely redundant.
“Tut tut tut, didn’t anyone ever tell you? It’s dangerous to play with guns, especially for a pretty little thing like yourself” Kazuya was completely fuming: not only did Akanishi trick him, now he was insulting him and Kazuya could do nothing about it. Akanishi slowly trailed his hand down Kazuya’s arm, reaching his hand and slowly disarming him before throwing the gun away from them. Kazuya winced at the action - that was very dangerous: the gun could have fired!
Suddenly Kazuya found himself face to face with the other man, now being given the chance to have a close look at him: he must say, Akanishi wasn’t too bad looking. Behind the greasy, uncut hair and the completely unwashed face the other had startlingly handsome features. Kazuya bit his lip as he tried to beat down those thoughts, now was not the time to check him out.
“What do you want Akanishi?” Kazuya looked up at Akanishi with tired determination but only received a smirk as a reply. His eye twitched in annoyance at the arrogant action.
“It seems, Mr Kamenashi that you have been playing around with me, and I am most certainly not pleased. Therefore I think you should compensate me” Kazuya felt his jaw drop at the statement. Akanishi wanted him to give compensation? Akanishi knew as well as him that if you didn’t get to the target first then it was your own fault, not the other thief’s fault. If Kazuya had sabotaged Akanishi’s equipment then maybe he was due some compensation. But there was no way in hell that he was going to give that arrogant, pathetic, lazy failure compensation for being too slow.
He was about to voice this out when he felt soft lips on his own, Akanishi...is kissing him. The kiss was gentle, almost unsure and Kazuya was too shocked to react. On one hand he felt he should give into him, after all it had been so long since anyone had touched him so intimately. But on the other hand he couldn’t let this idiot distract him, especially when there could police scouring the area searching for wannabe thieves.
“Stop thinking so much and just enjoy it will you?” Akanishi broke the kiss to look into Kazuya’s eyes, Kazuya found himself being lost in those eyes. All thoughts were wiped blank as Akanishi took a gentle hold of his chin and raised it to touch their lips. As Kazuya gave in to the kiss it got more demanding and Akanishi started walking them towards the bed.
They broke apart again as Kazuya’s legs hit the bed causing him to lose balance and fall onto the bed. Raising himself he leaned on hands and took in the sight of Akanishi. He was wearing a suit, for the party presumably, and his hair was neatly cut. It was the first time he had seen the other man look so...yummy...
He broke his thoughts as he noticed Akanishi was taking off his suit jacket, his eyes wandering towards the pronounced bulge in the other’s trousers. Kazuya licked his lips unconsciously as he wondered just how big the older man was. He remembered hearing stories but only really thought of them as rumours started by the man himself.
“If you’re going to just sit there and stare at me all night I’ll rent you a porn video if you want” Kazuya was startled out of his thoughts by the amused voice, he pouted and glared up at the man sulkily. Akanishi chuckled before leaning down and kissing Kazuya chastely in the lips.
Soon the kiss became more passionate as Kazuya grabbed the back of Akanishi’s neck and Akanishi climbed onto the bed, leaning over Kazuya. Akanishi started to unbutton the other man’s shirt, but grew impatient and ripped it open to reveal tiny pink nipples. They broke the kiss once more, both of them flushed and panting. As soon as the looked at each other however they were all over each other again, Kazuya was now sitting on his knees and was slowly unbuttoning Akanishi’s shirt. Kissing his chest as small bits of skin were revealed to his lips, he slid the shirt off: his hands caressing Akanishi’s back as he did so.
Akanishi looked at him with unadulterated lust. A look, Kazuya was sure, that was mirrored in his own eyes. The older man ran his hands down Kazuya’s sides as Kazuya straddled his waist, holding Kazuya firmly in place with an arm around his waist Akanishi kissed along Kazuya’s collarbone. Suckling and marking spots on the way, he was pleased with a very red looking love bite on Kazuya’s shoulder. Kazuya had enough: he grabbed a handful of Akanishi’s hair and smashed their lips together. They both melted into the kiss, Kazuya wrapped his arms around Akanishi’s neck and moaned softly as Akanishi rubbed his waist softly. They finally broke the kiss for air and the room was silent except for their laboured breathing.
“I’m on the edge of the bed you know, you’re lucky we didn’t fall off earlier” Kazuya chuckled at the statement and leaned down to peck Akanishi’s lips. Withdrawing he got off of his lap and slid himself up the bed, he was now watching Akanishi lick his lips and crawl up to him until he was hovering above him.
“Is this better Akanishi?” Kazuya cocked an eyebrow at the older man who smirked in return; he leaned down to hover his lips over Kazuya’s
“Call me Jin, it isn’t sexy to hear you scream out Akanishi, I might think you’re talking about my father” Kazuya scoffed at Aka - Jin’s words. Having enough of the talking he reached up to meet Jin’s lips and slid his hands over the other man’s muscled back. He delighted himself in the soft moans that left Jin’s mouth as he massaged the muscles. Jin slid Kazuya’s ripped shirt off of his shoulders and lightly kissed along the exposed skin. Underneath him Kazuya was getting impatient, he growled at the older man to hurry up but Jin just smirked and continued nipping the skin at a leisurely pace.
Rolling his eyes Kazuya pushed the older man off of him and moved to straddle him. To Jin the sight was intoxicating and he leaned up to kiss Kazuya but the younger man smirked and dodged the kiss. He pushed Jin back down and roughly scratched at the man’s chest, delighting in the hisses of pain as Jin glared up at him. Kazuya grinned sweetly at the other and leaned down to press his lips gently against Jin’s. Soon the kiss grew more passionate and Jin pulled Kazuya down to lie fully on top of him, their tongues dance in a battle for dominance. The need for air was overpowering but neither wanted to stop.
Eventually Kazuya broke away from the kiss and panted for air, underneath him Jin was in a similar state. Both of them felt like they had run a marathon, Kazuya even had a stitch beginning to form. Panting for air their eyes locked and Kazuya lost himself in the deep brown orbs. Just as they were lost in the moment they were interrupted by a harsh knock on the day.
“Akanishi Jin, come out now with your hands in the air” They two men froze. Kazuya was more than shocked at the sudden appearance of the police: he was sure the diamond was a fake. Jin cursed and pushed Kazuya off of him; he threw his suit jacket at Kazuya and put his own shirt on. Grasping the situation Kazuya hastily covered himself with the jacket, it was too big but it would have to do for now. Jin grabbed the diamond and made his way to the huge bay window, Kazuya took his own belongings and followed the other who by this time had managed to open the window and attach a wire.
“I only have one of these so you’ll have to hang on to me” Jin grinned perversely at Kazuya who only rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around Jin’s waist. His hands were wondering around the muscular body and dipping into the older man’s trousers. Although they should have left by now Jin didn’t want the treatment to stop. Kazuya moved so he was at Jin’s front and smirked when he shoved the older man away.
Kazuya laughed joyfully as he took hold of the wire and slid down to the next building, Jin’s cursing still ringing in his ears. He landed gracefully onto the rooftop and pulled the diamond out of his pocket. It really was beautiful and even if it was fake it would probably sell for quite a bit. Kazuya looked up at the hotel window and smirked when he saw Jin climb out of the window and carefully move to the next room.
Whilst Kazuya was enjoying the view Jin was seething. For once he was so sure he would get the better of Kamenashi but once again the feminine man had bested him. But he would get his revenge, revenge which would involve handcuffs, whips and Kamenashi screaming his name.
Lol sorry it fails and is weird, I wrote the beginning months ago and just finished it today so yeah...um comments?
Pairing: Akame, Kame/Hope Diamond XD
Rating: It's pretty much safe, but just to be sure pg-13
Warning: None really, this was supposed to be smut but I chickened out XD
Genre: Humour?
Disclaimer: I don't own Jin, Kame or Hope Diamond
Summary: Everytime Jin went for a job Kazuya would beat him to it, and he was sick of it.
AN: Wtf is with that summary XD Anyway in relation to Hope Diamond, it's the diamond that the blue stone from Titanic is modelled after. I did my research ~ And if anyone else is as geeky as me you'll know the significance of the room number XD (Lmfao I need to get out more) Anyway this was supposed to be smut, I had set it up to be my first ever smut but I just couldn't do it. I may be a super pervert but I just can't write smut, someone help me T_T
Just a little farther, just a little bit closer, yes! He carefully held the bag of sand over the dagger and even more carefully slipped his fingers underneath the handle. He nervously licked his lips as he felt his palms getting sweaty - that wasn’t a good sign: if he hovered here any longer the dagger would slip and he would get caught. He took a deep breath as he changed the two in a flash, he had done this so many times and such a feat was like changing clothes for him. Nevertheless it still made him nervous and he held his breath, waiting for the alarm to shriek into his ear. But nothing came; he released his breath and grinned widely, giving Koki a thumbs up as he placed the dagger on his belt. He felt the rope tug as he rose slowly in the air, he felt giddy as he always did after a successful mission. His heart skipped a beat however as the main door burst open, even Koki froze as he lurched downward slightly. He glanced wide eyed at the door and relaxed when he saw who it was, the intruder was glaring at him from his spot. He winked at the other and tapped the dagger; he could hear the faint shouting of the museum security as he was pulled up and onto the rooftop. Koki helped him get rid of the harness and secure it in his backpack, the wires were already secured so the two simply clipped onto them and slid down into the van. Before he left the roof he heard the anguished and frustrated scream of “Kamenashi!” and he grinned wolfishly as he slid down the wire.
~~~~~
He couldn’t take it anymore, every time he went for a job that bloody Kamenashi would beat him to it. He wouldn’t stand for this any longer, he didn’t care if the other man was good looking and had curves in all the right places. No, he didn’t care; he would get his revenge, the best revenge, revenge that will make every thief talk for decades - no centuries! What was he talking about again? Oh yes, Kamenashi. The most infuriating man to walk this side of hell, when Jin first saw him he thought he was a woman and of course the other took great offence to that, now he felt the need to make him pay every time they saw each other. At first Jin thought it was just a coincidence that they worked the same scene, I mean thieves in Tokyo didn’t really have that much space since all the valuable things were usually in one place...and heavily advertised...
But then Kamenashi started showing up at every scene before him, stealing the precious item and leaving Jin to confront the police. It was only by sheer luck that he had managed to escape so far, I mean sure he lacked tact but he was pretty sure Kamenashi had tipped the police before robbing the place: Jin had only encountered the police a handful of times before meeting the other thief. Jin had never known someone to hold a grudge for so long and over such a petty thing, the other really was like a girl.
His ability to hold a grudge wasn’t the only feminine thing about Kamenashi: he had long hair the curled under his chin and looked so silky and soft (Jin did not fantasise nor think about Kamenashi’s hair at length during the night), he had a tiny waist that accentuated his full hips which were further emphasised by the tight fighting clothing the other insisted on wearing. Kamenashi even painted his nails different colours depending on his mood (Jin was a thief, therefore he was observant: he did not gaze lovingly at Kamenashi, ever)
In a brief summary: Kamenashi was a very feminine man. Period. Therefore Jin could hardly be blamed for thinking he was a girl...or having wet dreams about him...forget that last part.
He would get his own back on the other, mark his words. The day would come when Kamenashi would regret screwing around with his work, one day that cheeky little bugger will be on his knees begging for forgiveness...and maybe for release too...no, no forget that part too.
~~~~~
He couldn’t believe his luck. Not only was he about to steal the famous Hope Diamond: the super expensive and super gorgeous jewel, but it was completely empty. There were no guards, no cleaners, not even other thieves. This would be a piece of cake. Of course he would still tread carefully, after all he didn’t get where he was by being careless.
He was confused at first when he heard the diamond was being kept in a hotel room, but then it made sense: you should keep it in the place people don’t expect. Amateurs would overlook this, but Kazuya wasn’t an amateur. He did his research and he played the field, he saw a few other thieves during the party but smirked as he recalled that none of them made it this far. He gave a snort of derision, amateurs.
Kazuya pulled the lowered his head to hide his face, he was sure Koki disabled the camera but he couldn’t be too careful. He glanced at the room names until finally found the right one, room 1653. This was it. After looking around to make sure no one was in the area Kazuya dropped down to one knee and took out his lock picker. It may be a little old fashioned, but it did the job well enough. He stuck out his tongue in concentration, fiddling around with the device before he heard a satisfactory click of the door unlocking. He grinned before getting up and looking around once more, he couldn’t afford to be caught so late in the game.
He took a deep breath, steadying the nerves he got no matter how many times he did this. Kazuya slowly and carefully opened the door, trying not to make a sound. Of course the hotel was old and the door creaked loudly as he cursed under his breath, deciding to just get it over with he slipped into the room and closed the door. It was completely dark except for a soft light shining above a pedestal. Even from so far away he could see the light reflection off of the diamond. He tentatively stepped towards the jewel, transfixed with the sight.
Right in front of him was the famed Hope Diamond, the diamond that was thought to have been cut from The French Blue. A diamond so valuable and precious people had died for it, and he knew many more were willing. He knew that he would never sell such a beautiful item; Kazuya was sentimental enough to want to keep the diamond even if it was worth so much money. He released a breath he didn’t know he was holding and chuckled slightly as he felt a wave a dizziness come with the oxygen. He was silly to get so worked up over a simply diamond. It was just another mission, he pouted: the others would want to sell it probably. He was never allowed to keep the pretty things he steals; everyone else says it’s a waste of money. Humph he was sure he could find an outfit to compliment it, but then again he couldn’t exactly wear such a famous diamond without people getting suspicious. Life just wasn’t fair.
He was startled as the lights switched on, reacting quickly he swung around: his gun pointing at the door. He frowned - there was no one there. He had spent too much time day dreaming, he should have grabbed it and ran. Breathing steadily, Kazuya backed up slowly towards the diamond, keeping his eyes and ears open.
His breath caught as he backed into something that most definitely wasn’t air or a podium. Arms wrapped themselves around him as the person put their chin on his shoulder; he could recognise the cologne and winced. Of course he had lingered long enough for the fool to show up, just his luck.
“Hmm, I knew this would work. You’re so easy to trap Kazu” Kazuya’s eyes widened, this was a trap? So that means...the diamond...it was a fake? But it looked so real, even to his eyes. Damn it Akanishi knew his weakness for beautiful things and used it against him; it didn’t even occur to him that the diamond was a fake. Kazuya suddenly remembered he had a gun and tried to turn around to point it at the other man’s chest but Akanishi was having none of that. He tightened his hold on him so Kazuya could only wriggle, his gun being made completely redundant.
“Tut tut tut, didn’t anyone ever tell you? It’s dangerous to play with guns, especially for a pretty little thing like yourself” Kazuya was completely fuming: not only did Akanishi trick him, now he was insulting him and Kazuya could do nothing about it. Akanishi slowly trailed his hand down Kazuya’s arm, reaching his hand and slowly disarming him before throwing the gun away from them. Kazuya winced at the action - that was very dangerous: the gun could have fired!
Suddenly Kazuya found himself face to face with the other man, now being given the chance to have a close look at him: he must say, Akanishi wasn’t too bad looking. Behind the greasy, uncut hair and the completely unwashed face the other had startlingly handsome features. Kazuya bit his lip as he tried to beat down those thoughts, now was not the time to check him out.
“What do you want Akanishi?” Kazuya looked up at Akanishi with tired determination but only received a smirk as a reply. His eye twitched in annoyance at the arrogant action.
“It seems, Mr Kamenashi that you have been playing around with me, and I am most certainly not pleased. Therefore I think you should compensate me” Kazuya felt his jaw drop at the statement. Akanishi wanted him to give compensation? Akanishi knew as well as him that if you didn’t get to the target first then it was your own fault, not the other thief’s fault. If Kazuya had sabotaged Akanishi’s equipment then maybe he was due some compensation. But there was no way in hell that he was going to give that arrogant, pathetic, lazy failure compensation for being too slow.
He was about to voice this out when he felt soft lips on his own, Akanishi...is kissing him. The kiss was gentle, almost unsure and Kazuya was too shocked to react. On one hand he felt he should give into him, after all it had been so long since anyone had touched him so intimately. But on the other hand he couldn’t let this idiot distract him, especially when there could police scouring the area searching for wannabe thieves.
“Stop thinking so much and just enjoy it will you?” Akanishi broke the kiss to look into Kazuya’s eyes, Kazuya found himself being lost in those eyes. All thoughts were wiped blank as Akanishi took a gentle hold of his chin and raised it to touch their lips. As Kazuya gave in to the kiss it got more demanding and Akanishi started walking them towards the bed.
They broke apart again as Kazuya’s legs hit the bed causing him to lose balance and fall onto the bed. Raising himself he leaned on hands and took in the sight of Akanishi. He was wearing a suit, for the party presumably, and his hair was neatly cut. It was the first time he had seen the other man look so...yummy...
He broke his thoughts as he noticed Akanishi was taking off his suit jacket, his eyes wandering towards the pronounced bulge in the other’s trousers. Kazuya licked his lips unconsciously as he wondered just how big the older man was. He remembered hearing stories but only really thought of them as rumours started by the man himself.
“If you’re going to just sit there and stare at me all night I’ll rent you a porn video if you want” Kazuya was startled out of his thoughts by the amused voice, he pouted and glared up at the man sulkily. Akanishi chuckled before leaning down and kissing Kazuya chastely in the lips.
Soon the kiss became more passionate as Kazuya grabbed the back of Akanishi’s neck and Akanishi climbed onto the bed, leaning over Kazuya. Akanishi started to unbutton the other man’s shirt, but grew impatient and ripped it open to reveal tiny pink nipples. They broke the kiss once more, both of them flushed and panting. As soon as the looked at each other however they were all over each other again, Kazuya was now sitting on his knees and was slowly unbuttoning Akanishi’s shirt. Kissing his chest as small bits of skin were revealed to his lips, he slid the shirt off: his hands caressing Akanishi’s back as he did so.
Akanishi looked at him with unadulterated lust. A look, Kazuya was sure, that was mirrored in his own eyes. The older man ran his hands down Kazuya’s sides as Kazuya straddled his waist, holding Kazuya firmly in place with an arm around his waist Akanishi kissed along Kazuya’s collarbone. Suckling and marking spots on the way, he was pleased with a very red looking love bite on Kazuya’s shoulder. Kazuya had enough: he grabbed a handful of Akanishi’s hair and smashed their lips together. They both melted into the kiss, Kazuya wrapped his arms around Akanishi’s neck and moaned softly as Akanishi rubbed his waist softly. They finally broke the kiss for air and the room was silent except for their laboured breathing.
“I’m on the edge of the bed you know, you’re lucky we didn’t fall off earlier” Kazuya chuckled at the statement and leaned down to peck Akanishi’s lips. Withdrawing he got off of his lap and slid himself up the bed, he was now watching Akanishi lick his lips and crawl up to him until he was hovering above him.
“Is this better Akanishi?” Kazuya cocked an eyebrow at the older man who smirked in return; he leaned down to hover his lips over Kazuya’s
“Call me Jin, it isn’t sexy to hear you scream out Akanishi, I might think you’re talking about my father” Kazuya scoffed at Aka - Jin’s words. Having enough of the talking he reached up to meet Jin’s lips and slid his hands over the other man’s muscled back. He delighted himself in the soft moans that left Jin’s mouth as he massaged the muscles. Jin slid Kazuya’s ripped shirt off of his shoulders and lightly kissed along the exposed skin. Underneath him Kazuya was getting impatient, he growled at the older man to hurry up but Jin just smirked and continued nipping the skin at a leisurely pace.
Rolling his eyes Kazuya pushed the older man off of him and moved to straddle him. To Jin the sight was intoxicating and he leaned up to kiss Kazuya but the younger man smirked and dodged the kiss. He pushed Jin back down and roughly scratched at the man’s chest, delighting in the hisses of pain as Jin glared up at him. Kazuya grinned sweetly at the other and leaned down to press his lips gently against Jin’s. Soon the kiss grew more passionate and Jin pulled Kazuya down to lie fully on top of him, their tongues dance in a battle for dominance. The need for air was overpowering but neither wanted to stop.
Eventually Kazuya broke away from the kiss and panted for air, underneath him Jin was in a similar state. Both of them felt like they had run a marathon, Kazuya even had a stitch beginning to form. Panting for air their eyes locked and Kazuya lost himself in the deep brown orbs. Just as they were lost in the moment they were interrupted by a harsh knock on the day.
“Akanishi Jin, come out now with your hands in the air” They two men froze. Kazuya was more than shocked at the sudden appearance of the police: he was sure the diamond was a fake. Jin cursed and pushed Kazuya off of him; he threw his suit jacket at Kazuya and put his own shirt on. Grasping the situation Kazuya hastily covered himself with the jacket, it was too big but it would have to do for now. Jin grabbed the diamond and made his way to the huge bay window, Kazuya took his own belongings and followed the other who by this time had managed to open the window and attach a wire.
“I only have one of these so you’ll have to hang on to me” Jin grinned perversely at Kazuya who only rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around Jin’s waist. His hands were wondering around the muscular body and dipping into the older man’s trousers. Although they should have left by now Jin didn’t want the treatment to stop. Kazuya moved so he was at Jin’s front and smirked when he shoved the older man away.
Kazuya laughed joyfully as he took hold of the wire and slid down to the next building, Jin’s cursing still ringing in his ears. He landed gracefully onto the rooftop and pulled the diamond out of his pocket. It really was beautiful and even if it was fake it would probably sell for quite a bit. Kazuya looked up at the hotel window and smirked when he saw Jin climb out of the window and carefully move to the next room.
Whilst Kazuya was enjoying the view Jin was seething. For once he was so sure he would get the better of Kamenashi but once again the feminine man had bested him. But he would get his revenge, revenge which would involve handcuffs, whips and Kamenashi screaming his name.
Lol sorry it fails and is weird, I wrote the beginning months ago and just finished it today so yeah...um comments?