Baby, It's a Destiny
TITLE: Baby, It's a Destiny
PAIRING: RyoPi
RATING: R
WORD COUNT: 2,671
SUMMARY/NOTES: Sometimes, Pi's got what Ryo wants. Warning for fetishization of Pi's chest. Happy Non-Denominational Winter Holidays!
Nishikido Ryo is a boob-man. Yamapi knows this well and has know this for nearly as long as he's known Ryo.
More than a girl's face, or her body, or how great her ass looks in a pair of jeans, or her personality, the boobs always come first.
"The shape is important; they need to be symmetrical and even," he'll say, while Shige blushes in the background and Tegoshi has a weird look on his face. "The cup size isn't so important. However, 'the bigger, the better' has never failed me."
Ryo is very open about his love for boobs. And, Pi's heard him talk enough to know that Ryo's favorite thing is to shove his face into a girl's chest and jerk off, leaving bite-marks and sloppy kisses over her breasts. Ryo is very open about it; Pi thinks it's probably because he's got three older brothers.
-
The van they ride from photoshoot to interview to dance practice to has tinted windows, and Ryo always claims a window seat. They're young and new to being debuted, and Ryo's face is pushed against the glass, nearly drooling. Uchi and Koyama are frowning, their protective feelings about their female family members stretching to cover nearly every woman in Japan.
"Look at that pair!" Ryo screeches, pointing, and grabbing Pi's arm. "D-cup at least. Fuck, she's got a lot of cleavage."
"Ryo-chan," Pi starts.
"Ahhh, I bet they're really soft to the touch."
Koyama pulls Ryo away from the window by his shirt. "There are children in this van!"
Ryo looks to the be back bench, where Shige's asleep against the window, Kusano is on the phone with someone, and Tegoshi is blushing and trying to look very small.
"Still," Ryo says, "those were great boobs."
-
Pi would love for Ryo to pay more attention to him, because in Pi's heart, Ryo is someone special, someone loved and someone that he can't help but always want to be around.
But, Pi doesn't have boobs. And, in Ryo's mind, that makes Yamapi a secondary sort of person. He's still one of Ryo's closest friends, but, when there's a pair of nice tits around, Ryo is blind to everything and everyone else, and that behavior always serves to break Pi's heart a little bit.
-
"I love him," Pi confides in Koyama one afternoon when they're alone. "But, he doesn't love me."
Koyama rubs Pi's back, doesn't ask whether this is some sort of bromance-platonic thing, or something more, and just tries to soothe Yamapi.
"He'll drop me in an instant, though, when a girl walks by. Like I'm nothing."
"Ryo-chan has a short attention span. He always comes back, though, right?"
Pi nods. "Yeah, but he'll leave again just as quick."
They sit quietly until Koyama says, "You could try working out."
"What good would that do? Ryo likes boobs."
Koyama seems almost embarrassed before he murmurs, "Have you seen Massu's chest?"
"Why would I have?" It's not like he makes a point of staring at the other members while they're changing (with the exception of Ryo).
"Massu works out a lot. Just... next time, look."
Pi thinks Koyama is a little crazy -- how could Massu's chest possibly help him?
-
A few days later, Pi figures it out, and he drops his water bottle when he does.
Massu has boobs.
Well. Not really. But, his pectoral muscles are big and boob-like, and even Ryo looks a little distracted, and Pi feels a spark of hope in his heart.
"Massu?" Pi asks, sitting on a stool nearby where the other is changing, and Massu looks surprised, like he can't believe that Yamashita-kun is talking to him.
"Um. Yes?"
"I want muscles like yours. How often do you go to the gym?"
"Oh. ... About five times a week, for an hour. But, that's just weight training."
Pi considers this for a minute, then smiles -- a real smile -- and, Pi can see in his peripheral vision Ryo watching him closely.
-
It's a lot of work, and the results take forever. He feels like he's getting nowhere and that Ryo is still so far from his grasp.
Filming for Kurosagi is time consuming, and he doesn't have much time for working out at the gym, and everyday, he feels like he can feel his pecs shrinking. He hates it and starts doing push-ups and curls between takes, because he wants Ryo-chan to be impressed the next time they meet-up. He wants to wear a low-cut v-neck shirt and to have Ryo-chan staring and distracted and all his attention solely on Yamapi.
-
And, the next time they meet during NEWS' hiatus, Ryo is distracted and blatantly staring. Pi is trying really hard not to grin.
"You've been hitting the gym a lot, haven't you?" Ryo mutters, lips twitching.
"It's great for relieving stress," Pi says, smiling, acting nonchalant.
Ryo nods and doesn't notice when his food falls off his fork, and he takes a bite of nothing.
-
For Ryo, as he's matured, he's realized that it's not so much that he loves tits, but that he loves when there's something more than slim, toned skin and muscles over another's chest. He likes something there -- male or female. But, it's just so damn hard to find guys with soft, perfect, even pectoral muscles; he's an idol, dammit, and will not accept saggy man tits in a partner.
Massu has a nice chest, firm, yet malleable, but he'd been so skittish and terrified-looking when Ryo had cornered him in the bathroom, eyes glassy and rubbing his hands across Massu's chest.
And, Ryo can't figure out if Pi is teasing or oblivious, because he keeps reaching over tables and counters, giving Ryo a perfect look down his shirt, flashing mouth-watering hints of skin and not-cleavage, and Ryo has to fight the urge to rip Pi's shirt off and grope at his chest.
They're out getting yakiniku for dinner, and Ryo knows he can't, so he does the next best thing.
He invites Pi over for drinks.
-
Once they're in the door, Ryo is on him, hands sliding up skin under Pi's shirt and pressing him against the wall. (Ryo is gambling that Pi was teasing him back at the office.)
"Fuck, your skin is nice," Ryo whispers, breath damp against Pi's neck. "This was all for me, wasn't it? After all, you've been watching me for years."
Yamapi trembles, and clutches Ryo's elbows in his hands. "R-Ryo-chan-"
"Shhh," Ryo whispers, pulling off Pi's shirt, and he licks his lips, like a hungry predator.
-
Yamapi loves Ryo, and Ryo loves Yamapi (but, his chest the most).
But, Ryo isn't the kind of person who can be happy in a monogamous relationship; he can't stand being locked down. So, Yamapi has to learn, and be okay, with sharing him. He'll come home, late at night, tipsy, smelling of some other man's cologne, or some woman's perfume. He'll take a rushed shower, and fall asleep in an instant next to Yamapi, who will lie awake for a bit longer, thinking about all the things he'd do for this man.
-
Yamapi is excited about Ashita no Joe and tells everyone he can. He's given a strict diet and exercise regime to get him into shape for the film, to a boxer. And, he doesn't think it through much, until Ryo comes back to Tokyo from a stint with Kanjani8. He pushes Pi onto the couch, rips at his shirt and frowns, face grim once it's off.
"What's wrong, Ryo-chan?"
Ryo pinches the skin of Pi's chest, rubbing it between his fingers, and then splays his hands over Pi's chest entirely -- and, Pi sees the difference. He stiffens, and his eyes flash up to Ryo's face.
"It-It's for the movie."
"How much are you going to lose?"
Pi's throat tightens, and it hurts to see Ryo focused on what's going to happen to Pi's chest like that's the most important thing between them. "I- Um. They're guessing... 7, 8 kilos."
Ryo growls, fingers digging into Pi's skin. "On you, that's all muscle."
"I have to be lean -- like a boxer," Pi whispers.
Ryo leans down, and licks a fat, wet stripe across one of Pi's nipples. "I wonder how long this will last," he murmurs, and takes what he can.
Pi doesn't know if Ryo is talking about them or the muscles.
-
The leaner Pi gets, the less Ryo pays attention to him, and it eventually reaches the point where Ryo stops returning Pi's calls and isn't much interested in going out with him, when he knows there's nothing under Pi's shirt that he wants.
"I know you like filming and all," Ryo says one day when they're together for a NEWS thing, "but, this one might have been in bad taste."
Pi frowns, feeling hurt. He stands, throwing a magazine at Ryo, snaps "Maybe for you," and then stomps off.
-
"What happened to us?" Pi asks another time, when Ryo actually answers his phone call.
"What are you talking about? You're still my best friend."
"... Is that all?"
Ryo sighs, like he doesn't think he should have to explain this all. "You know I'm a boob man, and you're flat. There's nothing going on up there anymore that's of any interest to me."
They're hundreds of kilometers apart, but Pi still feels like he's been slapped across the face. "Huh?"
"I'm just... not that attracted to you anymore."
And then, it's like Pi's heart shatters, and he can't do much but snap his phone shut and throw it off the end of his bed.
Pi feels betrayed, like Ryo had been lying to him through everything. He thinks maybe hopeless pining was the better option. He throws himself into Joe, bonding with his co-stars and the staff and locking his worries and pain away deep in his heart.
-
"I'm always so jealous of leader," Koyama says when they go visit a hot spring, just the two of them.
Pi slips down into the water. "What are you talking about?"
"No matter how much I work out, I can't ever seem to look as good as you. I feel like a little brother constantly trying to match up with the older."
"But, you're older than me," Pi murmurs, slouching in the water.
"So, the older struggling to compete with the younger?" Koyama laughs. "That's even worse!"
"It's not so great."
Koyama is quiet for a moment, and sloshes the water about, like he's thinking. "Is this about Ryo-chan?"
Pi's lack of a reply is enough of an answer.
"Ryo-chan is nice and all, but... he's very shallow. It doesn't seem like he puts much thought into the emotional well-being of his partners."
"'Emotional well-being'?" Pi repeats. "You sound like one of my sister's dating books."
"You know what I mean," Koyama whines. "I know you like him, but he's not a healthy partner to keep, for your own emotional health."
"But..."
"... You like him."
Pi nods, looking dejected.
Koyama squirts water at him through his fingers. "Nothing with you is easy, is it?"
-
And, even though Ryo hurt him, and logically, Pi shouldn't still want him, he does.
As soon as Joe wraps, he's at the gym, with his trainer talking about diets and putting that showy muscle back on his frame.
"Yamashita-kun is so dedicated," the trainer says with awe while he watches Pi do curls. "You're always thinking about what will please your fans the most."
Pi nods; but, he's not doing this for the fans. He's doing it for Ryo.
-
It takes months -- through spring and summer -- to get back to where he was, to put on a shirt and be able to see in a mirror the way it would fall and curve around his pecs. Pi smiles, flexing lightly.
He thinks he'll give Ryo-chan a call.
-
It's like a flashback to the past.
Ryo is thinking they're going out as friends for yakiniku, to catch up since it's been a few months since they've had the time to properly go out for dinner together.
He nearly falls into the booth when he sees Pi, placing slices of beef and pork carefully on the grill in a tight v-neck, like he wants Ryo to pop an inopportune boner. Pi leans over all the time, giving Ryo extra rice, passing him the best pieces of meat, pointing out a plate of veggies they should order. It's like an awful heaven where Ryo just wants to feel that soft skin under his hands and lips.
"Why don't we go over to my place after this?" Ryo asks, between bites and staring at Pi's collar bone.
"... Let's go to mine," Pi replies after a moment, and Ryo is quick to accept.
-
It doesn't take long for Ryo to push Pi against the wall of his living room and slide both hands up his shirt.
"They're back," he sing-songs, smiling like a fool.
"Yeah," Pi whispers, taking off Ryo's shirt and then his own; Ryo licks his lips, like he doesn't know where to start. "Let's go to the bedroom."
Dragging Ryo there by his hand, Pi leads the way and pushes Ryo onto the mattress. He crawls up the length of the other man, for once the hunter and not the prey. Ryo leans forward, trying to get a taste of that skin, but is stopped -- by Pi holding him down, hands and body weight baring down on Ryo's biceps.
Ryo fidgets, tries to throw himself forward, but he's not strong enough to break Pi's grasp. He attempts to pitch his head forward -- if he can just get his tongue on that skin, everything will be okay -- but, Pi and his glorious pecs are just a touch too far away, and Ryo flops back, groaning, like he's in pain.
"Ryo-chan," Pi says gently, like an adult to a child. "You were very mean."
Ryo shakes his head. "What?"
"You were mean to me. That isn't nice."
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Ryo snaps, and tries to pull out of Pi's grasp again, only to fail.
"I love you, Ryo-chan," Pi says, voice soft.
"Pi, seriously. Let me the fuck go."
"Aren't you sorry for hurting my feelings?"
Ryo still frowning, looks up at Pi. "Yes, I'm sorry. Now let go."
"You don't sound very sorry." Pi leans down, and Ryo's eyes sparkle.
"Yes, yes, I'm very sorry." Ryo stretches forward, just a little more, just a little more -- Pi pulls back, and Ryo groans in frustration.
"If you say it sincerely, I'll let you up."
"I'm sorry," Ryo breathes out heavily, eyes flashing around Pi's chest like he's trying to memorize it. "I wasn't thinking. I'm sorry."
"Ryo-chan, you'll always love me, right?" Pi asks, sliding it hands down further towards Ryo's elbows.
"Always."
Pi lets up, and it only takes an instant for Ryo to roll them over and have Pi's skin between his teeth, nipping and biting and hands dragging over all the places his mouth isn't. Ryo moans, sucking at one of Pi's nipples and grinding his dick against Pi's thigh. Pi pets his hands through Ryo's hair and lets him do as he pleases.
"So good, so good," Ryo mumbles, pushing his pants down his hips far enough to pull out his cock, tugging at it in a frantic rhythm. He presses his face hard against Pi's chest, rubbing his cheeks against all the freshly bitten, sensitive skin. It only takes him a few minutes to come, spilling warm and wet onto Pi's stomach, trembling and gasping.
The entire moment is all for Ryo, and that's enough for Yamapi; to see the man he loves doing what he loves. Because Pi has no intention of letting him get away again, now that Ryo is once more firmly in his arms.
PAIRING: RyoPi
RATING: R
WORD COUNT: 2,671
SUMMARY/NOTES: Sometimes, Pi's got what Ryo wants. Warning for fetishization of Pi's chest. Happy Non-Denominational Winter Holidays!
Nishikido Ryo is a boob-man. Yamapi knows this well and has know this for nearly as long as he's known Ryo.
More than a girl's face, or her body, or how great her ass looks in a pair of jeans, or her personality, the boobs always come first.
"The shape is important; they need to be symmetrical and even," he'll say, while Shige blushes in the background and Tegoshi has a weird look on his face. "The cup size isn't so important. However, 'the bigger, the better' has never failed me."
Ryo is very open about his love for boobs. And, Pi's heard him talk enough to know that Ryo's favorite thing is to shove his face into a girl's chest and jerk off, leaving bite-marks and sloppy kisses over her breasts. Ryo is very open about it; Pi thinks it's probably because he's got three older brothers.
-
The van they ride from photoshoot to interview to dance practice to has tinted windows, and Ryo always claims a window seat. They're young and new to being debuted, and Ryo's face is pushed against the glass, nearly drooling. Uchi and Koyama are frowning, their protective feelings about their female family members stretching to cover nearly every woman in Japan.
"Look at that pair!" Ryo screeches, pointing, and grabbing Pi's arm. "D-cup at least. Fuck, she's got a lot of cleavage."
"Ryo-chan," Pi starts.
"Ahhh, I bet they're really soft to the touch."
Koyama pulls Ryo away from the window by his shirt. "There are children in this van!"
Ryo looks to the be back bench, where Shige's asleep against the window, Kusano is on the phone with someone, and Tegoshi is blushing and trying to look very small.
"Still," Ryo says, "those were great boobs."
-
Pi would love for Ryo to pay more attention to him, because in Pi's heart, Ryo is someone special, someone loved and someone that he can't help but always want to be around.
But, Pi doesn't have boobs. And, in Ryo's mind, that makes Yamapi a secondary sort of person. He's still one of Ryo's closest friends, but, when there's a pair of nice tits around, Ryo is blind to everything and everyone else, and that behavior always serves to break Pi's heart a little bit.
-
"I love him," Pi confides in Koyama one afternoon when they're alone. "But, he doesn't love me."
Koyama rubs Pi's back, doesn't ask whether this is some sort of bromance-platonic thing, or something more, and just tries to soothe Yamapi.
"He'll drop me in an instant, though, when a girl walks by. Like I'm nothing."
"Ryo-chan has a short attention span. He always comes back, though, right?"
Pi nods. "Yeah, but he'll leave again just as quick."
They sit quietly until Koyama says, "You could try working out."
"What good would that do? Ryo likes boobs."
Koyama seems almost embarrassed before he murmurs, "Have you seen Massu's chest?"
"Why would I have?" It's not like he makes a point of staring at the other members while they're changing (with the exception of Ryo).
"Massu works out a lot. Just... next time, look."
Pi thinks Koyama is a little crazy -- how could Massu's chest possibly help him?
-
A few days later, Pi figures it out, and he drops his water bottle when he does.
Massu has boobs.
Well. Not really. But, his pectoral muscles are big and boob-like, and even Ryo looks a little distracted, and Pi feels a spark of hope in his heart.
"Massu?" Pi asks, sitting on a stool nearby where the other is changing, and Massu looks surprised, like he can't believe that Yamashita-kun is talking to him.
"Um. Yes?"
"I want muscles like yours. How often do you go to the gym?"
"Oh. ... About five times a week, for an hour. But, that's just weight training."
Pi considers this for a minute, then smiles -- a real smile -- and, Pi can see in his peripheral vision Ryo watching him closely.
-
It's a lot of work, and the results take forever. He feels like he's getting nowhere and that Ryo is still so far from his grasp.
Filming for Kurosagi is time consuming, and he doesn't have much time for working out at the gym, and everyday, he feels like he can feel his pecs shrinking. He hates it and starts doing push-ups and curls between takes, because he wants Ryo-chan to be impressed the next time they meet-up. He wants to wear a low-cut v-neck shirt and to have Ryo-chan staring and distracted and all his attention solely on Yamapi.
-
And, the next time they meet during NEWS' hiatus, Ryo is distracted and blatantly staring. Pi is trying really hard not to grin.
"You've been hitting the gym a lot, haven't you?" Ryo mutters, lips twitching.
"It's great for relieving stress," Pi says, smiling, acting nonchalant.
Ryo nods and doesn't notice when his food falls off his fork, and he takes a bite of nothing.
-
For Ryo, as he's matured, he's realized that it's not so much that he loves tits, but that he loves when there's something more than slim, toned skin and muscles over another's chest. He likes something there -- male or female. But, it's just so damn hard to find guys with soft, perfect, even pectoral muscles; he's an idol, dammit, and will not accept saggy man tits in a partner.
Massu has a nice chest, firm, yet malleable, but he'd been so skittish and terrified-looking when Ryo had cornered him in the bathroom, eyes glassy and rubbing his hands across Massu's chest.
And, Ryo can't figure out if Pi is teasing or oblivious, because he keeps reaching over tables and counters, giving Ryo a perfect look down his shirt, flashing mouth-watering hints of skin and not-cleavage, and Ryo has to fight the urge to rip Pi's shirt off and grope at his chest.
They're out getting yakiniku for dinner, and Ryo knows he can't, so he does the next best thing.
He invites Pi over for drinks.
-
Once they're in the door, Ryo is on him, hands sliding up skin under Pi's shirt and pressing him against the wall. (Ryo is gambling that Pi was teasing him back at the office.)
"Fuck, your skin is nice," Ryo whispers, breath damp against Pi's neck. "This was all for me, wasn't it? After all, you've been watching me for years."
Yamapi trembles, and clutches Ryo's elbows in his hands. "R-Ryo-chan-"
"Shhh," Ryo whispers, pulling off Pi's shirt, and he licks his lips, like a hungry predator.
-
Yamapi loves Ryo, and Ryo loves Yamapi (but, his chest the most).
But, Ryo isn't the kind of person who can be happy in a monogamous relationship; he can't stand being locked down. So, Yamapi has to learn, and be okay, with sharing him. He'll come home, late at night, tipsy, smelling of some other man's cologne, or some woman's perfume. He'll take a rushed shower, and fall asleep in an instant next to Yamapi, who will lie awake for a bit longer, thinking about all the things he'd do for this man.
-
Yamapi is excited about Ashita no Joe and tells everyone he can. He's given a strict diet and exercise regime to get him into shape for the film, to a boxer. And, he doesn't think it through much, until Ryo comes back to Tokyo from a stint with Kanjani8. He pushes Pi onto the couch, rips at his shirt and frowns, face grim once it's off.
"What's wrong, Ryo-chan?"
Ryo pinches the skin of Pi's chest, rubbing it between his fingers, and then splays his hands over Pi's chest entirely -- and, Pi sees the difference. He stiffens, and his eyes flash up to Ryo's face.
"It-It's for the movie."
"How much are you going to lose?"
Pi's throat tightens, and it hurts to see Ryo focused on what's going to happen to Pi's chest like that's the most important thing between them. "I- Um. They're guessing... 7, 8 kilos."
Ryo growls, fingers digging into Pi's skin. "On you, that's all muscle."
"I have to be lean -- like a boxer," Pi whispers.
Ryo leans down, and licks a fat, wet stripe across one of Pi's nipples. "I wonder how long this will last," he murmurs, and takes what he can.
Pi doesn't know if Ryo is talking about them or the muscles.
-
The leaner Pi gets, the less Ryo pays attention to him, and it eventually reaches the point where Ryo stops returning Pi's calls and isn't much interested in going out with him, when he knows there's nothing under Pi's shirt that he wants.
"I know you like filming and all," Ryo says one day when they're together for a NEWS thing, "but, this one might have been in bad taste."
Pi frowns, feeling hurt. He stands, throwing a magazine at Ryo, snaps "Maybe for you," and then stomps off.
-
"What happened to us?" Pi asks another time, when Ryo actually answers his phone call.
"What are you talking about? You're still my best friend."
"... Is that all?"
Ryo sighs, like he doesn't think he should have to explain this all. "You know I'm a boob man, and you're flat. There's nothing going on up there anymore that's of any interest to me."
They're hundreds of kilometers apart, but Pi still feels like he's been slapped across the face. "Huh?"
"I'm just... not that attracted to you anymore."
And then, it's like Pi's heart shatters, and he can't do much but snap his phone shut and throw it off the end of his bed.
Pi feels betrayed, like Ryo had been lying to him through everything. He thinks maybe hopeless pining was the better option. He throws himself into Joe, bonding with his co-stars and the staff and locking his worries and pain away deep in his heart.
-
"I'm always so jealous of leader," Koyama says when they go visit a hot spring, just the two of them.
Pi slips down into the water. "What are you talking about?"
"No matter how much I work out, I can't ever seem to look as good as you. I feel like a little brother constantly trying to match up with the older."
"But, you're older than me," Pi murmurs, slouching in the water.
"So, the older struggling to compete with the younger?" Koyama laughs. "That's even worse!"
"It's not so great."
Koyama is quiet for a moment, and sloshes the water about, like he's thinking. "Is this about Ryo-chan?"
Pi's lack of a reply is enough of an answer.
"Ryo-chan is nice and all, but... he's very shallow. It doesn't seem like he puts much thought into the emotional well-being of his partners."
"'Emotional well-being'?" Pi repeats. "You sound like one of my sister's dating books."
"You know what I mean," Koyama whines. "I know you like him, but he's not a healthy partner to keep, for your own emotional health."
"But..."
"... You like him."
Pi nods, looking dejected.
Koyama squirts water at him through his fingers. "Nothing with you is easy, is it?"
-
And, even though Ryo hurt him, and logically, Pi shouldn't still want him, he does.
As soon as Joe wraps, he's at the gym, with his trainer talking about diets and putting that showy muscle back on his frame.
"Yamashita-kun is so dedicated," the trainer says with awe while he watches Pi do curls. "You're always thinking about what will please your fans the most."
Pi nods; but, he's not doing this for the fans. He's doing it for Ryo.
-
It takes months -- through spring and summer -- to get back to where he was, to put on a shirt and be able to see in a mirror the way it would fall and curve around his pecs. Pi smiles, flexing lightly.
He thinks he'll give Ryo-chan a call.
-
It's like a flashback to the past.
Ryo is thinking they're going out as friends for yakiniku, to catch up since it's been a few months since they've had the time to properly go out for dinner together.
He nearly falls into the booth when he sees Pi, placing slices of beef and pork carefully on the grill in a tight v-neck, like he wants Ryo to pop an inopportune boner. Pi leans over all the time, giving Ryo extra rice, passing him the best pieces of meat, pointing out a plate of veggies they should order. It's like an awful heaven where Ryo just wants to feel that soft skin under his hands and lips.
"Why don't we go over to my place after this?" Ryo asks, between bites and staring at Pi's collar bone.
"... Let's go to mine," Pi replies after a moment, and Ryo is quick to accept.
-
It doesn't take long for Ryo to push Pi against the wall of his living room and slide both hands up his shirt.
"They're back," he sing-songs, smiling like a fool.
"Yeah," Pi whispers, taking off Ryo's shirt and then his own; Ryo licks his lips, like he doesn't know where to start. "Let's go to the bedroom."
Dragging Ryo there by his hand, Pi leads the way and pushes Ryo onto the mattress. He crawls up the length of the other man, for once the hunter and not the prey. Ryo leans forward, trying to get a taste of that skin, but is stopped -- by Pi holding him down, hands and body weight baring down on Ryo's biceps.
Ryo fidgets, tries to throw himself forward, but he's not strong enough to break Pi's grasp. He attempts to pitch his head forward -- if he can just get his tongue on that skin, everything will be okay -- but, Pi and his glorious pecs are just a touch too far away, and Ryo flops back, groaning, like he's in pain.
"Ryo-chan," Pi says gently, like an adult to a child. "You were very mean."
Ryo shakes his head. "What?"
"You were mean to me. That isn't nice."
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Ryo snaps, and tries to pull out of Pi's grasp again, only to fail.
"I love you, Ryo-chan," Pi says, voice soft.
"Pi, seriously. Let me the fuck go."
"Aren't you sorry for hurting my feelings?"
Ryo still frowning, looks up at Pi. "Yes, I'm sorry. Now let go."
"You don't sound very sorry." Pi leans down, and Ryo's eyes sparkle.
"Yes, yes, I'm very sorry." Ryo stretches forward, just a little more, just a little more -- Pi pulls back, and Ryo groans in frustration.
"If you say it sincerely, I'll let you up."
"I'm sorry," Ryo breathes out heavily, eyes flashing around Pi's chest like he's trying to memorize it. "I wasn't thinking. I'm sorry."
"Ryo-chan, you'll always love me, right?" Pi asks, sliding it hands down further towards Ryo's elbows.
"Always."
Pi lets up, and it only takes an instant for Ryo to roll them over and have Pi's skin between his teeth, nipping and biting and hands dragging over all the places his mouth isn't. Ryo moans, sucking at one of Pi's nipples and grinding his dick against Pi's thigh. Pi pets his hands through Ryo's hair and lets him do as he pleases.
"So good, so good," Ryo mumbles, pushing his pants down his hips far enough to pull out his cock, tugging at it in a frantic rhythm. He presses his face hard against Pi's chest, rubbing his cheeks against all the freshly bitten, sensitive skin. It only takes him a few minutes to come, spilling warm and wet onto Pi's stomach, trembling and gasping.
The entire moment is all for Ryo, and that's enough for Yamapi; to see the man he loves doing what he loves. Because Pi has no intention of letting him get away again, now that Ryo is once more firmly in his arms.