[One-Shot] Life With You: Part Three
Title: Life With You (Part Three)
Pairing: Sakuraiba
Warnings: Mindless FLUFF, not much of a plot, PG-16?
Word Count: 9500+
Summary: This is for sashjun. From the prompt “It’s not true that life is one damn thing after another, it is one damn thing over and over.”
Disclaimer: The people in this story belong to themselves. This fanfic is purely fictional and created for leisure purposes only. I am not making any money from this.
Life With You (Part Three)
It was much later in the night when the couple retired to their comfy living room. They had both gotten washed up and had had a very delicious dinner of tonkotsu ramen. Sho had insisted on doing the washing up after saying it was the least he could do since Aiba had practically cleaned the whole apartment by himself but Aiba didn’t hear any of it and so, they had ended up doing the dishes together. Now that everything was out of the way, they finally had some time to just enjoy each other’s company.
The television was switched to a random talk show as they sat together on the living room couch with Aiba leaning on Sho’s broad but sloping shoulders while Sho had an arm around Aiba’s waist. Sho’s remaining free hand was joined to the other man’s, fingers interlaced and resting on top of Sho’s lap.
“So how was work today?” Aiba asked, breaking the silence after a long while. He had his eyes trained to the television, but wasn’t really seeing anything and he knew it was the same for Sho.
“Not bad. Had a meeting for a potential new job though. If I get it, I might have to spend some time away from Tokyo next month,” he replied.
“Oh…” was the quiet reply he received. Sho turned away from the screen to gaze down at his lover. There was no mistaking the disappointment he heard in the other’s voice.
“It was just an interview. I may not get the part,” Sho said gently.
“Yeah, but knowing you, you probably will,” Aiba said. Try as he might, he couldn’t help the slight bitterness which crept into his voice. He hated it most when he had to spend long periods of time away from Sho, although he knew he could never really say it. He had a feeling the older man already knew anyway.
Peering at the side of his Masaki’s face, Sho suddenly pulled away, adjusting himself so that he now sat facing Aiba directly and took both of Aiba’s hands in his before placing them on his lap.
“Hey,” Sho started, caressing the back of the hands in his with his thumbs as he looked straight into Aiba’s doleful eyes. The discontent in them was obvious to Sho despite the other’s attempt to hide it. “You know I love you, right?”
Aiba gave a small smile before nodding slowly. “I know…” he trailed off before shaking his head. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be like this.” He put on a bright smile and squeezed Sho’s hands back. “I should be happy for you!”
“You don’t have to force yourself to be happy if you’re not,” Sho said. “You can be honest with me.”
Aiba laughed a genuine laugh. “Thanks, Sho,” he said gratefully, using the name he didn’t usually use to address his lover except when they were having a serious discussion. “But I am happy for you. I admit I hate not having you beside me but being in this line for more than half my life, I know it’s not something we can control. And besides, we can’t let the fans down!”
Sho smiled back, touched by the kindness and selflessness the other man showed. It was just like Aiba to sacrifice his own wants for the sake of others. “Thank you, Masaki. The fans sure are lucky to have an idol as generous as you.”
Aiba nodded, flashing his usual big grin. Aiba’s smiles had always been special; charming, gentle and brighter than the sun. Captivated, Sho stared at the beauty in front of him, subconsciously reaching a hand out to cup one cheek. With a contented sigh, Aiba leaned into the warm touch, eyes fluttering closed.
Feeling a twinge somewhere deep in his heart at the serene image presented before him, Sho moved the hand cupping the cheek to the younger man’s chin, gently but firmly lifting it up as he allowed temptation to take over his senses. Aiba’s eyes opened slightly when he felt the movement just to see Sho leaning towards him. Closing his eyes again in anticipation, he didn’t have to wait long before the familiar pressure was applied to his lips. Easily opening up, he allowed Sho the freedom to do whatever he liked.
Sho pushed Aiba down onto the sofa with one hand on his chest while the other supported his neck, repositioning himself so that he was straddling the younger man. Deepening the kiss, his tongue dove into the other’s mouth as far as it could go, tasting and caressing every nook and cranny as it went. His excitement went up a notch when he felt Aiba kiss back, daringly pushing against Sho’s tongue with his own.
“Mmnnn…” a moan escaped from the depths of Aiba’s throat as Sho’s kiss became more forceful, taking up Aiba on his challenge. It soon turned into a battle of dominance as tongues entwined and twisted, each trying to gain the upper hand. Eventually, it was Sho won the fight, as per usual, Aiba allowing himself to be devoured senseless by the overpowering man above him. For awhile, the only sounds in the room were the low hum from the forgotten television show and the wet sounds caused by their heated kissing.
Aiba moved one hand up to grab at the front of Sho’s T-shirt, pulling the older man down so that he was completely pinned under Sho’s weight. Sho grabbed Aiba’s remaining free hand, intertwining their fingers together tightly in a fist as their kiss grew rougher and more passionate; the air around them growing hotter. Sho slid his arm from under Aiba’s neck, carefully replacing the support his arm had been providing with a cushion before moving the hand down to the slender waist. Sho stopped to play with the hem of Aiba’s shirt, never breaking the kiss. Pushing Aiba’s shirt up a little to reveal the line of his waist, Sho grazed light touches onto the sensitive skin there with his fingers, slowly drawing random patterns over Aiba’s waistline. Sho finally released Aiba’s lips only to trail a line of kisses all the way down to his neck, enjoying every pant and moan which escaped Aiba’s throat as he latched his lips onto a patch of skin between Aiba’s neck and shoulder, careful not to leave any marks there as he licked and sucked on it intermittently.
“Mnn… ah...! Sho… chan…” the younger man gasped, skin burning with each sweep of Sho’s lips and hands against his flushed skin. Sho rubbed the pad of his thumb in little circles around the side of Aiba’s waist, tickling him there before slipping his hand completely underneath the fabric of Aiba’s shirt, caressing the soft skin of the younger man’s abdomen and moving swiftly upwards to the sensitive nub he found on his chest.
“Ah!” Aiba cried out, whining a little as Sho played with the nub, rubbing circles around the sensitive nipple and teasing it into full hardness with his fingers. Sho let out a smirk as he felt the heat rising from the body beneath his as he continued to kiss and lick at the skin of Aiba’s neck before pulling away suddenly. With one quick motion, Sho pushed Aiba’s shirt all the way up to expose the younger man’s chest before leaning down to take the nipple he had been teasing into his mouth, sucking on it hard.
Aiba let out a sharp cry at the wonderful sensation, feeling Sho’s wet and talented tongue play with one of the most sensitive parts of his body. He vaguely felt Sho’s hand move to the other neglected nipple, pinching and rubbing at it to bring it to life as well even as Sho continued to suck and nibble the one he currently had in his hot, hot mouth.
“Nggh… Sho… chan…” Aiba breathed out shakily, hands grappling weakly at Sho’s back as the pleasure in his brain overloaded with all the attention being given to him. Sho’s ministrations were bringing him closer and closer to the edge. Aiba could already feel himself stirring down there and he was sure that if he were to look now, he would see a very obvious tent in his pants.
Unable to take it anymore, Aiba jerked suddenly and hooked a leg around Sho’s waist, thrusting his hips upwards against one of Sho’s inner thighs. Sho gasped, mouth releasing Aiba’s now-swollen nipple and stopping everything he was doing at the sudden move. But Aiba wasn’t finished. Moving one hand to grope Sho’s butt, he pulled the older man’s hips down towards him as he started to move, grinding their hips together and losing himself in the wonderful friction he felt through the thin fabric of the pajama pants they both wore. It had been awhile since they last made love and Aiba was more than a little needy and all this teasing Sho was doing to him was not making things better. He didn’t have anything to worry about though. Judging from the hardness he could feel brushing against his crotch with every thrust of his hips, he was sure Sho felt the same.
“Masaki…” Sho let out a guttural moan, a warning tone in his voice as Aiba continued grinding their erections together and sending jolts of pleasure through both their bodies with each push. Sho lifted his head up from Aiba’s chest so that he could properly see the other man’s face. “You’re really asking for it…” he warned again.
“Sho-chan…” Aiba whimpered as he felt Sho beginning to push back to meet his thrusts. Looking up into Sho’s intense gaze as the older man hovered above him, he noted how dark and dilated Sho’s pupils were, a sure sign of just how aroused the other had become. Aiba smirked, a wicked glint in his eyes, before suddenly reaching a hand down to cup the rather big bulge in Sho’s pajama pants and squeezed.
And that was all the provocation Sho needed.
With a strangled growl, Sho pressed his hard body down fully onto Aiba, crushing the willing lips beneath him with his and smothering his lover with the overflowing emotions and lust he felt as Sho finally indulged in his dessert for that night.
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The next morning when Sho awoke, it was to a very comfortable warmth directly on top of him.
Blinking his eyes open slowly, the first thing Sho took in was a head of dark, messy hair. When his vision cleared up, he realized that the hair belonged to none other than his beloved lover who was still fast asleep, his head on Sho’s bare chest and one hand tucked into a small fist as it rested on Sho’s stomach. Sho watched the other’s tired, sleeping face with a loving smile. Memories from the night before flooded his mind; Masaki’s warmth, Masaki moaning, Masaki crying out his name, Masaki writhing beneath him, Masaki telling him he loved him, the most beautiful smile reserved solely for Sho on his face after they had both come down from their highs, all memories were centered around Masaki. His Masaki.
Tightening the arm he had around Aiba’s waist, he had to exercise effort to tear his eyes away from the angelic being in his arms and look around the room. Gathering his surroundings, he noticed that it was still dark outside but from the window, he could see that the sun was beginning to rise. The early morning air was once again cold as the seasons continued to change but with his and Aiba’s naked bodies pressed against each other’s so closely, the shared warmth was enough to fend off the autumn chill. Glancing at the clock on the bedside table, Sho noted that it was almost seven. He did a brief run-through in his mind of both his and Aiba’s schedules before he remembered they were due for a recording of one of their variety shows at about eleven. Which basically meant they needed to leave at ten and that they would need to start getting ready soon.
Sho looked back down at his lover. Between the two of them, Aiba would usually be the first to wake, that was unless they had a particularly wild time the night before. Those times, Aiba would be completely drained and needed more time to recuperate before starting the day off. As he thought that, Sho couldn’t stop a lopsided grin from spreading on his face. He certainly hadn’t gone easy on Aiba the night before so today would seem to be one of those days.
Sho laid there for awhile, watching over Aiba and enjoying the magic of the moment. With half-lidded eyes, he watched his lover’s slow breathing, chest moving up and down as he did so. He examined the long eyelashes, the defined nose, the full lips and the recently sunken cheekbones. Aiba had been losing weight lately due to their busy schedules, which Sho had chided him about and insisted that Aiba took better care of himself.
Reaching out one hand, he lightly traced a finger over the back of Aiba’s ear where he knew the love bite he made would still be. He smiled inwardly as he remembered how he had managed to create it when his lover’s guard was down and chuckled.
Laying comfortably in bed with his other half safely tucked in his arms, Sho wished that time would freeze for just a little while. He didn’t know how long he remained like that but before he realized it, the sun was already high up in the sky and the clock on the bedside table showed past eight.
Despite wishing with all his heart to allow the precious being in his arms more time to rest, he knew they both had work obligations. It was time to face the world again.
“Masaki…” Sho called gently, dropping a sweet kiss on the other’s forehead. “Wake up.”
Aiba’s long eyelashes fluttered and Sho repeated his name again. Soon, the pretty eyes opened, albeit drowsily. He turned up to look at Sho, blinking a few times before his face split into a wide, sleepy grin.
“Good morning, Sho-chan,” he said throatily, voice raspy from lack of use for the past few hours as he slept.
“Good morning,” Sho greeted back with a smile. Before Aiba could say anything more, he bent down and pressed his lips against the other’s in a short but deep kiss.
When he pulled back, Aiba was significantly more awake and just a bit confused; his brain still obviously sleep-laden. Sho laughed at the cute way Aiba scrunched his face up in his confusion.
“I’m taking my good morning kiss before you can think of forfeiting it today,” Sho explained.
Aiba blinked twice. When Sho’s explanation registered, he broke out in his signature breathy laughter. “I wouldn’t do that unless I have good reason too.”
“I’m just playing it safe.”
Aiba laughed again and leaned down to press another kiss onto Sho’s lips. Sho was surprised at the sudden second good morning kiss but heck, he wasn’t going to complain. When Aiba pulled back, he was blushing and ducked his head down to rest once more on Sho’s chest.
“Masaki?” Sho asked, bewildered at the weird behaviour.
“…My back hurts.”
It took two seconds for the meaning to sink in before Sho burst out laughing, much to Aiba’s annoyance as he complained about how funny he would look on Pinball Runner later that day.
“Stupid Sho-chan!” Aiba grumbled, glaring at the other.
Sho tried his best to control his chuckling as he wrapped his arms around the other’s neck, pulling the younger man up so that Aiba laid right on top of him, leaning their foreheads together. Aiba was still pouting cutely, irritated and a bit embarrassed. Sho didn’t say anything, but merely dropped a kiss on the other’s nose. Aiba was being particularly cute today; something which happened sometimes after an especially intense night of love-making. Those times, Aiba became clingy and felt an excessive need for contact. Sho smiled secretly to himself. He actually liked it when Aiba became that way, so he was going to enjoy it while his lover’s mood lasted.
After awhile, the pout on Aiba’s face slid off and he returned to his normal bubbly self. He moved his arms up to wrap around Sho’s neck, grinning away happily as he cherished the feel of Sho’s strong arms cocooning him in his warmth. Aiba smiled contentedly at Sho, feeling warm and fuzzy and basking in the aftermath of the night before.
A few minutes passed in comfortable silence but once again, time had cruelly run out on them and Sho knew they really needed to get moving. Reluctantly, he broke the euphoric atmosphere surrounding them. “Masaki, we need to get ready soon. We have recording today.”
Aiba was silent. He didn’t move from his comfortable position on top of Sho. After a moment, he spoke in a soft voice, “…Can we just stay like this for five more minutes?” he requested quietly, his big, round eyes begging Sho to say yes.
Sho stared at the pleading look on his lover’s face and had to stop himself from grinning. Just yesterday Aiba had strictly denied him the extra few minutes of rest and here he was now asking for just that. As Aiba looked at him with those puppy-dog eyes of his, Sho knew there was no way he could say no. Not that he would ever give up quality time with Aiba anyway.
“Just five more minutes then,” Sho agreed.
With that reply, Aiba flashed him a smile so bright, Sho was sure the sun itself would have shied away in shame. As the younger man snuggled closer into his embrace, burying his head under the side of Sho’s neck for the remaining few minutes until they had to prepare to face the world, Sho felt immense bliss.
It was times like these which reminded him that despite the daily stresses of reality, life was still beautiful.
End
A/N: So how was it? I know it’s not very good but I felt I needed to get this one out first to break out of writer’s block and basically get used to writing again. Hope you had fun reading anyway. Constructive criticism is appreciated.