Nakanishi Oneshot
Apr. 11th, 2007 12:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
snoozing_kittenQuasi-sequal to Kame - Like Water Through my Fingers
Group: kat-tun
Pairing: Maru / Jin
Title: Raindrops on my Window
Rating: NC17
Summary: Jin celebrates his return.
“A-Akanishi.” Maru’s cry was weak, vocal chords strained from the concert the day before. Still the way it wavered in the air, filled with just enough desperation, pleading, begging. It made him burn with lust, the control flowed through his veins like pure lust, nothing got him this hot, or this bothered.
“Use my first name.”
“Jin.” He whines the name, and still his voice cracks as it tries to go too high and it’s all just so good but he can’t give in yet.
“No, not yet.” Lightweight chains click and there is the sound of creaking vinyl as Maru shifts position. “I want to watch for a little longer.” He wonders absently if he drags this on too long Maru will cry; because that would look just to delicious on him. Licking his lips he decided on a little pity and leaned over the other kissing him softly; telling him nonverbally- ‘baby the best is yet to come’. Maru whimpered.
Pulling back he settled into the chair and tried to memorize the image in front of him. It wasn’t always he could talk Maru into a complete control scenario, but he figured; because it was so rare it was all the more satisfying. What’s a little gift of complete submission between lovers? Besides they had a lot to celebrate.
Maru’s hands raised limply, bound together with leather strapping, not enough to damage twig-like wrists; but enough to restrict his motion. Black offset stark white skin so perfectly, a black collar loosely clasped around his neck. He needed to flip a coin to decide whether or not to blindfold him. In the end, it came down to the way Maru’s damp bands clung to the blindfold and his head tilted in the direction Jin spoke in. Sort of like a dog perking up at the sound of a food call. He had a thing for the way that shiny vinyl barely encased his supple ass, how he had obviously driven Maru next to mad with desire. Call it a kink if you will, but there was only Maru.
Then it was down to who could hold out longer.
“Jin.” He whined again, shifting and bringing his knees up to his chest, trying not to get tangled in the chain attached to his collar. “Jin please.”
“Please what?” Ticking his head to the side, he grinned widely, knowing he was frustrating his older lover. He acutely remembered why he missed Japan so much when he watched his lover beg like that, looking just to delectable. Lips parted oh so sweetly like a small piece of vanilla cake waiting for him to take a bite –chocolate frosting that melts in your mouth and seeps over your tongue.
“Please fuck me.” It seemed that while even with his hands bound, his eyesight robbed he would need to be gagged too, and even then one look at him and Jin would be wrapped up in him. Closing his eyes and biting his bottom lip he tried to ignore the imploring tone. “Jin!”
“Ahh, is that what you want?” Trying to go for dominating, and coming off simply lusty he tried to clear his throat. “You want me Maru?” He tried not to make a sound, so when his hands stroked down Maru’s back it came as a shock to the smaller man, all part of the fun. Leaning in and stealing his lips in a kiss again, he dipped in tongue out to trace along the lines of full lips, Maru’s flicking against his –teasingly even. Cupping the back of the other’s head, he fingered the knot holding the blindfold in place. “Would you like me to take this off?”
“Pretty please?” Maru’s never been the greatest actor, and under these conditions, well he’s allow to slip up. In retribution Jin bits his bottom lip, tugging on the soft little piece of flesh, worrying it. Maru mewls, his bound hands trying to tug on Jin’s loose-fitting cotton shirt, running fingertips up a denim thigh. It shattered his earth straight to the core when Maru made that noise, so needy; he pulled the tie, and the bow fell away. Kissing closed eyelids he let his tongue brush over paper-thin skin, feeling Maru come to a complete stop under him, holding his breath even. Eyelashes fluttered under his lips and he kissed his way down full cheeks. Pulling back, Maru blinked at him, pupils dilated, cheeks flushed and Jin grinned right back.
“Hey there sweet-cakes, are you making those bedroom eyes at me?” Jin, pulled him onto his lap, and Maru shifted until he could tip his head back and suck at the salty skin on Jin’s neck. Fluttering fingertips up and down the prominent rib cage, Maru had lost weight since he’s been gone –he didn’t have much to spare to begin with. He made a whining noise when Jin tried to pry him away, and finger clutched at his shirt; unwilling to leave the comforting spot they found. “Let’s finish this.”
“Yes.” Maru hissed, and Jin cupped his bottom, lifting him off his lap and setting him back down on the bed. He pushed and prodded until Maru was lying on his back, bound wrists pressed over his head, trapped there as Jin bent over him, straddling thighs and stealing kisses. His other hand curled around one sharp hipbone, caressing over it with his thumb. “You know what, I missed you so much.” Kissing a wet trail down his neck careful not to bite too hard –the make up people did enjoy bitching Maru out for that. “This isn’t as easy alone you know.” He nipped at tawny nipples, feeling the other shiver and arch up into the contact. Like little candies for him to worry with tongue and teeth, goose-bumps erupted down Maru’s arms and he tried to spread his legs for Jin to settle in there, but the taller man had him completely immobilized.
Fingers toyed with the zippers that kept hips encased, and Maru hissed at him something caught between ‘please’ and ‘more’. Grinning against his rib cage he tugs the zippers on the sides down, slowly, slowly. Leaning back on his knees he watches every little twitch and shiver as he splays his hand across the hollow of Maru’s abdomen. Sly fingers steal away under loosened material, and knuckles brush tenderly across a weeping erection.
“Lift your hips up for me.” Jin moved off to the side, so Maru could wiggle out of his loosened shorts. “Next time, you’ll wear only socks.” Jin giggled and tossed the shorts off to the side. Maru wiggled; bare skin scratching on cotton sheets, this was what he missed; the familiar vision of naked skin against his sheets .With caressing fingers he spread Maru’s legs, running hands all over the lean muscle. Kissing the soft skin of his thighs he tongued the spot behind Maru’s right knee that made the other man gasp and giggle softly.
“Jin,” Maru didn’t have time to say anything else; Jin’s fingers tracing his lips until he allowed one to dip in. Agile tongue curled around the end, worrying clipped and manicured nail. Sucking softly, Jin groaned, an almost musical sound that made Maru suck harder. The other hand snuck under his hips, dipping the tip of his finger inside Maru’s body. “Ahhh.”
This was always one of his favourite parts of sex. Fingers slick with lube, pressing firmly against unyielding muscle. Maru’s mewl when he sunk his finger all the way inside, stroking internal walls, caressing places inside him that made him writhe. Ducking his head he set out sucking on the skin above Maru’s right hip. Two fingers stretched him as Jin worried his skin with white teeth and applied enough pressure to rupture small blood vessels- it would leave a perfect Jin shaped bruise.
When he folded him like this, lifting skinny legs over his shoulders Jin wondered if he would just break one day. He was all skin and bones, and Jin always got this chill, a picture in his mind of pushing Maru too far and accidentally snapping the small body in two.
“Fuck me already.” He moved, and Jin watched how he twisted trying to get bound hands to be of any use to him. Pleading was good, begging was good. Better then the silence of a cold shoulder for over three months. With that final thought he began to slowly push into the older man. It’s everything he’s missed and more, so tight and warm like sliding into heaven, ripping another lusty moan from Jin’s plush lips.
“So much.” Jin hisses, feeling the need to reiterate that point. “I missed you so bad it hurt.” Leaning down he pressed Maru neatly in half so he can pull another scalding kiss; full of tongue and teeth; soft lips caught between and it was just on the right side of painful. He pulled back and adjusted himself so he was pressed as deep as he could manage in this position.
Maru made a soft whimpering noise when Jin’s fingers teased the collar; feathering caresses on skin chafed by the material. He tugged a little, and Maru hissed arching his back. Still playing with the leather he shifted his hips, pressing in deep and then pulling back a bit.
“Faster.”
“Beg.” Fingering the collar still Jin grinned, he tugged on the bindings on Maru’s wrists, releasing him. Fingers tugged at his hair, pulling Jin’s lips forcefully against his own, crashing like waves breaking on the surf.
“Please please please.” Pleading between moist kisses, tongue doing the dirtiest things between them and it’s all Jin can do to not oblige him in a heartbeat. Control, it’s about control, don’t give in too fast –fuck it, it’s been too long and Maru is just so cute when he begs for it.
Bracing himself on arms on either side of Maru’s head he gives him a grin before rolling his hips. Maru moans, arching his back and clutching biceps, nails bite into flesh and Jin lets it wash over him, making him breath that much harder; heart beating that much faster. He’s always been a admirer of the way Maru flies apart under him, not trying to be funny, not trying to be the perfect n. Just a sensual creature that hisses and moans as Jin fucks him into the mattress –he’ll always be Maru’s number one fan.
“Feels so good, Maru do you feel good?” Slowing down until small high pitched keening noise spill like kisses from between soft lips. Kissing his cheeks and down near his ears, nails have moved, clawing desperately at his back.
“Harder Jin.” He hisses.
“Does it feel good when I fuck you?”
“Yes. God yes.” Jin draws it out moving so slow, pushing in so deep Maru’s almost sobbing. “It feels so good.”
“That’s what I like to hear.” Moving back so that he can wrap his hands around Maru’s ankles he lefts himself on his knees. Pressing Maru’s legs out and back at the same time the small man groans. Licking his lips Jin pushed up flexing his thighs, channeling his focus until there is nothing but the whimpering cries, and the sharp tang of sex filling the room; thick and heavy. He can feel nothing but the burn of oncoming orgasm and Maru; everything is reduced to just Maru.
Sweet cute Maru.
Jin comes with a long moan, arching his back and pushing in deep before shuddering. Maru’s hands are all over his skin, butterfly fingertips sliding up arms, fluttering down over his pecs and sweeping across his abdomen. Silently begging for his attention, any sort of friction against achingly hard flesh.
Firm stroking fingers –no point in drawing Maru out anymore, Maru might never forgive him for it- that was on the wrong side of torture. He took the head in his mouth, delighting in the whorish moan, Maru’s fingers curling almost painfully in his hair. Pressing hips down with one hand, he used the other to stroke the skin not in his mouth, counterpoint to the bobbing of his head.
“Jin.” Maru whined loudly, filling the room with something other then the obscene sounds of suction applied so gloriously to his erection. It doesn’t take much at all –a tongue pressed to that spot right under the head helps- before he’s seeing nothing but the back of eyes squeezed tight, tugging sharply at brown hair caught between his fingers and arching up to Jin’s waiting mouth. Inarticulate cries spilled out, and Jin swallowed all he could, relishing in the burn as it slid thick and hot down his throat.
Contented for the moment Jin crawls back up the bed and lies on his side, watching Maru through thick eyelashes. His shirt feels damp around his armpits and low on his back. Jeans are slipping down his hips so he kicks them off, ignoring them as they fall to the floor with an audible thump. Fingers trace his face, pushing hair back out of his eyes and Maru is looking at him, smiling.
“You’re really back then?”
“Was that not enough?” Jin catches the other’s hand and kisses bony fingers. “Do you want my to prove to you all over again I’m here?”
“Give me a minute. In my old age I can’t get it up that fast.” Jin snorts and pulls Maru against him, Maru presses his face to the loose fitting cotton and Jin can feel the heat of Maru’s breath against his skin. Finger walking down Maru’s spine one vertebra at a time, he wraps the other under them keeping Maru close. “Jin, what’s wrong?”
“Thinking.”
“Don’t hurt yourself.” Maru giggled, squeaking when Jin pinches his butt. “…You didn’t have to leave you know.”
The curtains are parted just a bit, a crack running down from the top to the bottom giving him a fractured glimpse of the world past Maru’s sex slick body. The rain falls continually- it usually does this time of year. For a moment he imagines in on his naked skin- alone again- without the warmth of another human pressed so intimately.
“I did, now lets not talk about it.”
Group: kat-tun
Pairing: Maru / Jin
Title: Raindrops on my Window
Rating: NC17
Summary: Jin celebrates his return.
“A-Akanishi.” Maru’s cry was weak, vocal chords strained from the concert the day before. Still the way it wavered in the air, filled with just enough desperation, pleading, begging. It made him burn with lust, the control flowed through his veins like pure lust, nothing got him this hot, or this bothered.
“Use my first name.”
“Jin.” He whines the name, and still his voice cracks as it tries to go too high and it’s all just so good but he can’t give in yet.
“No, not yet.” Lightweight chains click and there is the sound of creaking vinyl as Maru shifts position. “I want to watch for a little longer.” He wonders absently if he drags this on too long Maru will cry; because that would look just to delicious on him. Licking his lips he decided on a little pity and leaned over the other kissing him softly; telling him nonverbally- ‘baby the best is yet to come’. Maru whimpered.
Pulling back he settled into the chair and tried to memorize the image in front of him. It wasn’t always he could talk Maru into a complete control scenario, but he figured; because it was so rare it was all the more satisfying. What’s a little gift of complete submission between lovers? Besides they had a lot to celebrate.
Maru’s hands raised limply, bound together with leather strapping, not enough to damage twig-like wrists; but enough to restrict his motion. Black offset stark white skin so perfectly, a black collar loosely clasped around his neck. He needed to flip a coin to decide whether or not to blindfold him. In the end, it came down to the way Maru’s damp bands clung to the blindfold and his head tilted in the direction Jin spoke in. Sort of like a dog perking up at the sound of a food call. He had a thing for the way that shiny vinyl barely encased his supple ass, how he had obviously driven Maru next to mad with desire. Call it a kink if you will, but there was only Maru.
Then it was down to who could hold out longer.
“Jin.” He whined again, shifting and bringing his knees up to his chest, trying not to get tangled in the chain attached to his collar. “Jin please.”
“Please what?” Ticking his head to the side, he grinned widely, knowing he was frustrating his older lover. He acutely remembered why he missed Japan so much when he watched his lover beg like that, looking just to delectable. Lips parted oh so sweetly like a small piece of vanilla cake waiting for him to take a bite –chocolate frosting that melts in your mouth and seeps over your tongue.
“Please fuck me.” It seemed that while even with his hands bound, his eyesight robbed he would need to be gagged too, and even then one look at him and Jin would be wrapped up in him. Closing his eyes and biting his bottom lip he tried to ignore the imploring tone. “Jin!”
“Ahh, is that what you want?” Trying to go for dominating, and coming off simply lusty he tried to clear his throat. “You want me Maru?” He tried not to make a sound, so when his hands stroked down Maru’s back it came as a shock to the smaller man, all part of the fun. Leaning in and stealing his lips in a kiss again, he dipped in tongue out to trace along the lines of full lips, Maru’s flicking against his –teasingly even. Cupping the back of the other’s head, he fingered the knot holding the blindfold in place. “Would you like me to take this off?”
“Pretty please?” Maru’s never been the greatest actor, and under these conditions, well he’s allow to slip up. In retribution Jin bits his bottom lip, tugging on the soft little piece of flesh, worrying it. Maru mewls, his bound hands trying to tug on Jin’s loose-fitting cotton shirt, running fingertips up a denim thigh. It shattered his earth straight to the core when Maru made that noise, so needy; he pulled the tie, and the bow fell away. Kissing closed eyelids he let his tongue brush over paper-thin skin, feeling Maru come to a complete stop under him, holding his breath even. Eyelashes fluttered under his lips and he kissed his way down full cheeks. Pulling back, Maru blinked at him, pupils dilated, cheeks flushed and Jin grinned right back.
“Hey there sweet-cakes, are you making those bedroom eyes at me?” Jin, pulled him onto his lap, and Maru shifted until he could tip his head back and suck at the salty skin on Jin’s neck. Fluttering fingertips up and down the prominent rib cage, Maru had lost weight since he’s been gone –he didn’t have much to spare to begin with. He made a whining noise when Jin tried to pry him away, and finger clutched at his shirt; unwilling to leave the comforting spot they found. “Let’s finish this.”
“Yes.” Maru hissed, and Jin cupped his bottom, lifting him off his lap and setting him back down on the bed. He pushed and prodded until Maru was lying on his back, bound wrists pressed over his head, trapped there as Jin bent over him, straddling thighs and stealing kisses. His other hand curled around one sharp hipbone, caressing over it with his thumb. “You know what, I missed you so much.” Kissing a wet trail down his neck careful not to bite too hard –the make up people did enjoy bitching Maru out for that. “This isn’t as easy alone you know.” He nipped at tawny nipples, feeling the other shiver and arch up into the contact. Like little candies for him to worry with tongue and teeth, goose-bumps erupted down Maru’s arms and he tried to spread his legs for Jin to settle in there, but the taller man had him completely immobilized.
Fingers toyed with the zippers that kept hips encased, and Maru hissed at him something caught between ‘please’ and ‘more’. Grinning against his rib cage he tugs the zippers on the sides down, slowly, slowly. Leaning back on his knees he watches every little twitch and shiver as he splays his hand across the hollow of Maru’s abdomen. Sly fingers steal away under loosened material, and knuckles brush tenderly across a weeping erection.
“Lift your hips up for me.” Jin moved off to the side, so Maru could wiggle out of his loosened shorts. “Next time, you’ll wear only socks.” Jin giggled and tossed the shorts off to the side. Maru wiggled; bare skin scratching on cotton sheets, this was what he missed; the familiar vision of naked skin against his sheets .With caressing fingers he spread Maru’s legs, running hands all over the lean muscle. Kissing the soft skin of his thighs he tongued the spot behind Maru’s right knee that made the other man gasp and giggle softly.
“Jin,” Maru didn’t have time to say anything else; Jin’s fingers tracing his lips until he allowed one to dip in. Agile tongue curled around the end, worrying clipped and manicured nail. Sucking softly, Jin groaned, an almost musical sound that made Maru suck harder. The other hand snuck under his hips, dipping the tip of his finger inside Maru’s body. “Ahhh.”
This was always one of his favourite parts of sex. Fingers slick with lube, pressing firmly against unyielding muscle. Maru’s mewl when he sunk his finger all the way inside, stroking internal walls, caressing places inside him that made him writhe. Ducking his head he set out sucking on the skin above Maru’s right hip. Two fingers stretched him as Jin worried his skin with white teeth and applied enough pressure to rupture small blood vessels- it would leave a perfect Jin shaped bruise.
When he folded him like this, lifting skinny legs over his shoulders Jin wondered if he would just break one day. He was all skin and bones, and Jin always got this chill, a picture in his mind of pushing Maru too far and accidentally snapping the small body in two.
“Fuck me already.” He moved, and Jin watched how he twisted trying to get bound hands to be of any use to him. Pleading was good, begging was good. Better then the silence of a cold shoulder for over three months. With that final thought he began to slowly push into the older man. It’s everything he’s missed and more, so tight and warm like sliding into heaven, ripping another lusty moan from Jin’s plush lips.
“So much.” Jin hisses, feeling the need to reiterate that point. “I missed you so bad it hurt.” Leaning down he pressed Maru neatly in half so he can pull another scalding kiss; full of tongue and teeth; soft lips caught between and it was just on the right side of painful. He pulled back and adjusted himself so he was pressed as deep as he could manage in this position.
Maru made a soft whimpering noise when Jin’s fingers teased the collar; feathering caresses on skin chafed by the material. He tugged a little, and Maru hissed arching his back. Still playing with the leather he shifted his hips, pressing in deep and then pulling back a bit.
“Faster.”
“Beg.” Fingering the collar still Jin grinned, he tugged on the bindings on Maru’s wrists, releasing him. Fingers tugged at his hair, pulling Jin’s lips forcefully against his own, crashing like waves breaking on the surf.
“Please please please.” Pleading between moist kisses, tongue doing the dirtiest things between them and it’s all Jin can do to not oblige him in a heartbeat. Control, it’s about control, don’t give in too fast –fuck it, it’s been too long and Maru is just so cute when he begs for it.
Bracing himself on arms on either side of Maru’s head he gives him a grin before rolling his hips. Maru moans, arching his back and clutching biceps, nails bite into flesh and Jin lets it wash over him, making him breath that much harder; heart beating that much faster. He’s always been a admirer of the way Maru flies apart under him, not trying to be funny, not trying to be the perfect n. Just a sensual creature that hisses and moans as Jin fucks him into the mattress –he’ll always be Maru’s number one fan.
“Feels so good, Maru do you feel good?” Slowing down until small high pitched keening noise spill like kisses from between soft lips. Kissing his cheeks and down near his ears, nails have moved, clawing desperately at his back.
“Harder Jin.” He hisses.
“Does it feel good when I fuck you?”
“Yes. God yes.” Jin draws it out moving so slow, pushing in so deep Maru’s almost sobbing. “It feels so good.”
“That’s what I like to hear.” Moving back so that he can wrap his hands around Maru’s ankles he lefts himself on his knees. Pressing Maru’s legs out and back at the same time the small man groans. Licking his lips Jin pushed up flexing his thighs, channeling his focus until there is nothing but the whimpering cries, and the sharp tang of sex filling the room; thick and heavy. He can feel nothing but the burn of oncoming orgasm and Maru; everything is reduced to just Maru.
Sweet cute Maru.
Jin comes with a long moan, arching his back and pushing in deep before shuddering. Maru’s hands are all over his skin, butterfly fingertips sliding up arms, fluttering down over his pecs and sweeping across his abdomen. Silently begging for his attention, any sort of friction against achingly hard flesh.
Firm stroking fingers –no point in drawing Maru out anymore, Maru might never forgive him for it- that was on the wrong side of torture. He took the head in his mouth, delighting in the whorish moan, Maru’s fingers curling almost painfully in his hair. Pressing hips down with one hand, he used the other to stroke the skin not in his mouth, counterpoint to the bobbing of his head.
“Jin.” Maru whined loudly, filling the room with something other then the obscene sounds of suction applied so gloriously to his erection. It doesn’t take much at all –a tongue pressed to that spot right under the head helps- before he’s seeing nothing but the back of eyes squeezed tight, tugging sharply at brown hair caught between his fingers and arching up to Jin’s waiting mouth. Inarticulate cries spilled out, and Jin swallowed all he could, relishing in the burn as it slid thick and hot down his throat.
Contented for the moment Jin crawls back up the bed and lies on his side, watching Maru through thick eyelashes. His shirt feels damp around his armpits and low on his back. Jeans are slipping down his hips so he kicks them off, ignoring them as they fall to the floor with an audible thump. Fingers trace his face, pushing hair back out of his eyes and Maru is looking at him, smiling.
“You’re really back then?”
“Was that not enough?” Jin catches the other’s hand and kisses bony fingers. “Do you want my to prove to you all over again I’m here?”
“Give me a minute. In my old age I can’t get it up that fast.” Jin snorts and pulls Maru against him, Maru presses his face to the loose fitting cotton and Jin can feel the heat of Maru’s breath against his skin. Finger walking down Maru’s spine one vertebra at a time, he wraps the other under them keeping Maru close. “Jin, what’s wrong?”
“Thinking.”
“Don’t hurt yourself.” Maru giggled, squeaking when Jin pinches his butt. “…You didn’t have to leave you know.”
The curtains are parted just a bit, a crack running down from the top to the bottom giving him a fractured glimpse of the world past Maru’s sex slick body. The rain falls continually- it usually does this time of year. For a moment he imagines in on his naked skin- alone again- without the warmth of another human pressed so intimately.
“I did, now lets not talk about it.”
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Date: 2007-05-06 03:55 am (UTC)LOL, thanks~ That's sweet
(Is your icon L? He's all kinds of hot...)
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Date: 2007-05-13 07:19 am (UTC)errr, yes it was XD! I loved DEATH NOTE so much! He's one of my fave characters of allll~ time, he's definitely hot and amazing! 8)