JinYu one-shot
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snoozing_kittenTitle: Not You Average Plot Device
Pairing: Jin x Maru
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Sexy fun. In a bathroom. Unrepentant smut -pretty much. Since![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
encoded_panties said Nakanishi porn is always good.
They moved into the bathroom, Jin leading Maru by their linked fingers, the smaller throwing furtive glances over his shoulder. The heavy door swung shut blocking out most of the sound from the bar outside. Muffling the lead-in to the next song, but he was more interested in the roar of blood in his ears then the beat of the music and the dance floor beyond.
Jin’s fingers were slick, and they slipped over the lock, once, twice, until the tumblers fell into place. It wasn’t much, a thing metal door, filled with cracks and gaps, not really any protection against an indecent exposure charges. Still, it’s enough for Jin, because without any further ado he presses his entire weight into the smaller man, pinning his smaller frame to the graffiti covered wall.
Maru squeaked, his hands reaching up to clutch at Jin’s hips as the other devoured his mouth with harsh licks and the quick nip of teeth tugging on his bottom lip to draw out a whimper. Trapped under the other’s greater weight, hips crushed painfully against the metal wall and shoulders pinned by Jin’s hands.
“Jin.” He whined; voice hitching with then air forced out of his lungs and the breath stolen by Jin’s kiss. Whatever YamaPi had given them before was making his head spin and his blood run hot and cold alternately, that and he was harder then he’d ever been. “We shouldn’t be doing this.” Still, someone had to be the voice of reason here since Jin was thinking more with his dick then his remaining two brain cells, and that usually meant sex in a semi-public place.
Like now for example.
“Then we better be quick about it.” The words were all but purred and Maru had to stifle a pained whimper that wanted to burst from his lips at the sound. He loved Jin’s bedroom voice; all Jin had to do to get him hard and ready to go was purr his name like that. It didn’t matter where they were, but Maru got instantly and blindingly hard at the sound. It flushed the last of these evil thoughts about stopping from the tip of his tongue and instead he found himself agreeing- yeah this could be good too.
“Alright.” Jin’s fingers were between them, pulling and tugging at belts and the tight fabric of Maru’s jeans trying to get them open. It would be rather embarrassing if he had to give Ueda his shirt back covered not only in spilt beer but Jin’s semen too (he had this sneaking suspicion Ueda wouldn’t really mind that much.) so he tugged his shirt up so it was stuck under his arms and out of Jin’s way. Jin’s own shirt was an indecently translucent button-up, open enough for a peek at his glittering navel piercing.
“I thought you’d see things my way.” Jin’s fingertips were rough scratching with just a hint of nail at the delicate skin of Maru’s hipbones. He pushed Maru’s pants down far enough that he could palm Maru’s cock through the thin material of his silky black boxer-briefs. Jin’s grin turned positively evil at the muffled whining sound Maru made, obviously trying to stay quiet in case they had an unwanted audience.
“This is such a baaaaaaaaaaaaaad.” Maru whined the words hearing them crack and break in a way his voice hadn’t done since he first started Johnny’s. “Idea.”
“That’s why it’s so much fun” One hand –God, it had to be on fire to be that warm- slid into his underwear and Maru tried to arch off the stall wall. Jin grinned at him wicked sweet; fluttering his eyelashes like Maru’s dick in his hand was just as good as a hand on his own. His heart skipped and started over again on triple time- god he was going to have a heart attack right here and now if Jin kept touching him and making faces like that.
“You’ve got a point.” Maru shifted to spread his legs a little wider, and bumped his hip into the toilet-paper dispenser. He shifted a little in the other direction instead; the space in the stall was cramped even without Jin robbing him of any personal space he possessed.
Jin peeled the underwear away hooking the band under his fingers and pulled them down, keeping the material just enough out of the way they Maru was exposed to the air. Under Jin’s possessive gaze Maru could feel himself hardening further –which until that very moment he was convinced was impossible. There must have been no blood left anywhere else in his body and even less to his wired brain. Because clearly he wasn’t thinking straight if he was going to let Jin do this, here in the guy’s bathroom like any old dirty fuck.
They’ll just blame the drugs later anyways.
The music pounded away just beyond the wall, when they first stepped in Maru thought he could feel the bass-line in his teeth. Now it’s pleasant, like a throbbing in his core, spreading out to the tips of his fingers and coming back. He couldn’t seem to get the button on Jin’s jeans to yield, his fingers kept sliding right over it; and he was starting to get desperate.
“Jin.” Maru hissed, and the other just kept on rubbing, that friction; it wasn’t enough to bring him where he wanted to be, but it was just enough to rob him of his abilities to concentrate. “Just let me.”
Pop, the button gave and the zipper offered no resistance past that. And a moment to lick his lips, because of course Jin wouldn’t be wearing underwear (that kinky freak.) It jumped in his hand, begging for the caress that pulled from base to tip, fingers sliding wetly over the satiny head. The younger man let out a helpless mewling noise, arching his back and grinding down on Maru’s trapped form.
Jin touched their foreheads together, licking at Maru’s lips as he wet his own. It only took them a moment to find the rhythm, using the pounding bass that thrummed in the air to match the thrust of hips. Hands circled, pressing their dicks together as they thrust into the hotwetfriction of fingers and the slick-slide of silk over steel.
Jin is making this soft whimpering noise and Maru has to muffle his own cries on Jin’s lips, pulling them in for a hot kiss. He has no control in the way his body twists, spine sliding around like it’s made of jelly as he desperately humps Jin’s hand trying to pull them both over that painful edge.
“Come on Maru.” Jin purrs, his voice catching over the constants; and he thinks with a sorry sort of desperation: if Jin sung like this Maru would be a walking hard-on for the rest of his life. It rushes up from his toes and down from his hair, coiling tight in his intestines and making his entire body thrum on the painful line of anticipation. Giving him only a moment of ‘ohgodohgodJIN’ before he’s exploding and it feels like he’s imploding at the same time everything was rushing in every direction.
White fuzz collects at the edge of his consciousness; it feels like his vital organs are all just starting up again- that orgasm almost killed him. Only dimly aware of Jin pushing him painfully against the wall, as he made his helpless and pitiful whimpering noise against Maru’s hair. He can feel heat on his belly, and Jin is making this sweet little gasping sound as orgasm tear through him too.
“Ew. That’s sticky.” Jin is all but boneless against him and Maru is really worried about his legs buckling under him –the floor is disgusting. “Get off me.”
Jin moves like he fighting his way through molasses and finally he’s leaning against the wall opposite, pants discarded around his thighs, and shirt parted all but framing his slick penis. Maru whimpered; there is no way he can get it up again, another ten minutes at least –please.
“You look so cute.” Jin hissed and Maru blinked at him, watching the colour flush to Jin’s face. It spreads down his chest and Maru laughs weakly.
“What the hell did YamaPi give us?”
The music spills in deafeningly loud as someone steps into the bathroom ‘Come and take the time to dance with me-‘, and both they both froze. Maru feels the air trapped in his chest and when Ryo’s irate voice cuts through the anxiety he lets it out in one long rush.
“If you two are done, some people actually need to take a piss.”
Jin peeked out of the stall, Ryo leaning against the sink, arms folded and face set in a scowl. His cheeks are high with colour and usually neat black hair is sticking up in every direction- almost like someone had been tugging on it, twisting it around.
“You got lucky.” Jin steps out full into the bathroom Maru almost forgotten, and Ryo made a strangled sound.
“Dude put it away first.” Jin giggles –loud in the enclosed space. Followed by a snap of, “That’s none of your business.”
“Tell me.”
“No.”
Seeing his opening Maru slipped from the stall and made a beeline for the door; the music spilling in once more ’put another dime in the jukebox baby’. He needed to find YamaPi and punch him, or kiss him, or something.
Pairing: Jin x Maru
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Sexy fun. In a bathroom. Unrepentant smut -pretty much. Since
encoded_panties said Nakanishi porn is always good. They moved into the bathroom, Jin leading Maru by their linked fingers, the smaller throwing furtive glances over his shoulder. The heavy door swung shut blocking out most of the sound from the bar outside. Muffling the lead-in to the next song, but he was more interested in the roar of blood in his ears then the beat of the music and the dance floor beyond.
Jin’s fingers were slick, and they slipped over the lock, once, twice, until the tumblers fell into place. It wasn’t much, a thing metal door, filled with cracks and gaps, not really any protection against an indecent exposure charges. Still, it’s enough for Jin, because without any further ado he presses his entire weight into the smaller man, pinning his smaller frame to the graffiti covered wall.
Maru squeaked, his hands reaching up to clutch at Jin’s hips as the other devoured his mouth with harsh licks and the quick nip of teeth tugging on his bottom lip to draw out a whimper. Trapped under the other’s greater weight, hips crushed painfully against the metal wall and shoulders pinned by Jin’s hands.
“Jin.” He whined; voice hitching with then air forced out of his lungs and the breath stolen by Jin’s kiss. Whatever YamaPi had given them before was making his head spin and his blood run hot and cold alternately, that and he was harder then he’d ever been. “We shouldn’t be doing this.” Still, someone had to be the voice of reason here since Jin was thinking more with his dick then his remaining two brain cells, and that usually meant sex in a semi-public place.
Like now for example.
“Then we better be quick about it.” The words were all but purred and Maru had to stifle a pained whimper that wanted to burst from his lips at the sound. He loved Jin’s bedroom voice; all Jin had to do to get him hard and ready to go was purr his name like that. It didn’t matter where they were, but Maru got instantly and blindingly hard at the sound. It flushed the last of these evil thoughts about stopping from the tip of his tongue and instead he found himself agreeing- yeah this could be good too.
“Alright.” Jin’s fingers were between them, pulling and tugging at belts and the tight fabric of Maru’s jeans trying to get them open. It would be rather embarrassing if he had to give Ueda his shirt back covered not only in spilt beer but Jin’s semen too (he had this sneaking suspicion Ueda wouldn’t really mind that much.) so he tugged his shirt up so it was stuck under his arms and out of Jin’s way. Jin’s own shirt was an indecently translucent button-up, open enough for a peek at his glittering navel piercing.
“I thought you’d see things my way.” Jin’s fingertips were rough scratching with just a hint of nail at the delicate skin of Maru’s hipbones. He pushed Maru’s pants down far enough that he could palm Maru’s cock through the thin material of his silky black boxer-briefs. Jin’s grin turned positively evil at the muffled whining sound Maru made, obviously trying to stay quiet in case they had an unwanted audience.
“This is such a baaaaaaaaaaaaaad.” Maru whined the words hearing them crack and break in a way his voice hadn’t done since he first started Johnny’s. “Idea.”
“That’s why it’s so much fun” One hand –God, it had to be on fire to be that warm- slid into his underwear and Maru tried to arch off the stall wall. Jin grinned at him wicked sweet; fluttering his eyelashes like Maru’s dick in his hand was just as good as a hand on his own. His heart skipped and started over again on triple time- god he was going to have a heart attack right here and now if Jin kept touching him and making faces like that.
“You’ve got a point.” Maru shifted to spread his legs a little wider, and bumped his hip into the toilet-paper dispenser. He shifted a little in the other direction instead; the space in the stall was cramped even without Jin robbing him of any personal space he possessed.
Jin peeled the underwear away hooking the band under his fingers and pulled them down, keeping the material just enough out of the way they Maru was exposed to the air. Under Jin’s possessive gaze Maru could feel himself hardening further –which until that very moment he was convinced was impossible. There must have been no blood left anywhere else in his body and even less to his wired brain. Because clearly he wasn’t thinking straight if he was going to let Jin do this, here in the guy’s bathroom like any old dirty fuck.
They’ll just blame the drugs later anyways.
The music pounded away just beyond the wall, when they first stepped in Maru thought he could feel the bass-line in his teeth. Now it’s pleasant, like a throbbing in his core, spreading out to the tips of his fingers and coming back. He couldn’t seem to get the button on Jin’s jeans to yield, his fingers kept sliding right over it; and he was starting to get desperate.
“Jin.” Maru hissed, and the other just kept on rubbing, that friction; it wasn’t enough to bring him where he wanted to be, but it was just enough to rob him of his abilities to concentrate. “Just let me.”
Pop, the button gave and the zipper offered no resistance past that. And a moment to lick his lips, because of course Jin wouldn’t be wearing underwear (that kinky freak.) It jumped in his hand, begging for the caress that pulled from base to tip, fingers sliding wetly over the satiny head. The younger man let out a helpless mewling noise, arching his back and grinding down on Maru’s trapped form.
Jin touched their foreheads together, licking at Maru’s lips as he wet his own. It only took them a moment to find the rhythm, using the pounding bass that thrummed in the air to match the thrust of hips. Hands circled, pressing their dicks together as they thrust into the hotwetfriction of fingers and the slick-slide of silk over steel.
Jin is making this soft whimpering noise and Maru has to muffle his own cries on Jin’s lips, pulling them in for a hot kiss. He has no control in the way his body twists, spine sliding around like it’s made of jelly as he desperately humps Jin’s hand trying to pull them both over that painful edge.
“Come on Maru.” Jin purrs, his voice catching over the constants; and he thinks with a sorry sort of desperation: if Jin sung like this Maru would be a walking hard-on for the rest of his life. It rushes up from his toes and down from his hair, coiling tight in his intestines and making his entire body thrum on the painful line of anticipation. Giving him only a moment of ‘ohgodohgodJIN’ before he’s exploding and it feels like he’s imploding at the same time everything was rushing in every direction.
White fuzz collects at the edge of his consciousness; it feels like his vital organs are all just starting up again- that orgasm almost killed him. Only dimly aware of Jin pushing him painfully against the wall, as he made his helpless and pitiful whimpering noise against Maru’s hair. He can feel heat on his belly, and Jin is making this sweet little gasping sound as orgasm tear through him too.
“Ew. That’s sticky.” Jin is all but boneless against him and Maru is really worried about his legs buckling under him –the floor is disgusting. “Get off me.”
Jin moves like he fighting his way through molasses and finally he’s leaning against the wall opposite, pants discarded around his thighs, and shirt parted all but framing his slick penis. Maru whimpered; there is no way he can get it up again, another ten minutes at least –please.
“You look so cute.” Jin hissed and Maru blinked at him, watching the colour flush to Jin’s face. It spreads down his chest and Maru laughs weakly.
“What the hell did YamaPi give us?”
The music spills in deafeningly loud as someone steps into the bathroom ‘Come and take the time to dance with me-‘, and both they both froze. Maru feels the air trapped in his chest and when Ryo’s irate voice cuts through the anxiety he lets it out in one long rush.
“If you two are done, some people actually need to take a piss.”
Jin peeked out of the stall, Ryo leaning against the sink, arms folded and face set in a scowl. His cheeks are high with colour and usually neat black hair is sticking up in every direction- almost like someone had been tugging on it, twisting it around.
“You got lucky.” Jin steps out full into the bathroom Maru almost forgotten, and Ryo made a strangled sound.
“Dude put it away first.” Jin giggles –loud in the enclosed space. Followed by a snap of, “That’s none of your business.”
“Tell me.”
“No.”
Seeing his opening Maru slipped from the stall and made a beeline for the door; the music spilling in once more ’put another dime in the jukebox baby’. He needed to find YamaPi and punch him, or kiss him, or something.
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Date: 2007-06-07 06:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-09 02:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-07 07:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-09 02:54 am (UTC)I'm glad you like my work, and yes, there does need to be more Jin/Maru!
HOTTT
Date: 2007-06-08 07:13 am (UTC)Re: HOTTT
Date: 2007-06-09 03:00 am (UTC)Jin is sex on skin-tight-jean-clad legs.
Thanks for the comment!
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Date: 2007-06-09 12:25 am (UTC)lol....
i commented!!!
KAT-TUN shares clothing!!!
jin and his sparkley bellyring!!!!
Jin and Maru should always have sex in a semi-public place.....or full-public..
so I can watch
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Date: 2007-06-09 03:02 am (UTC)YOU DID!
It sparkles and shines and is cool all over.
It should be on the tele.
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Date: 2007-06-09 03:35 am (UTC)NakanishiPi.The funny thing about this was that I'm listening to Pinky while reading this.no subject
Date: 2007-06-09 03:57 am (UTC)I listened to Joan Jett - I love Rock'n'Roll while writing this... @_@I like Pinky, tho if it had been Maru I might have just ... exploded or something.no subject
Date: 2007-06-09 03:36 am (UTC)of course you horse I DID
I like shiny stuff..like tin foil!
Tele...TIvo so I can tape it/ watch it anytime!!!!
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Date: 2007-06-09 03:54 am (UTC)**flail**
YOU WON TINFOIL
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Date: 2007-06-09 04:23 am (UTC)tinfoil....
I love that stuff it's shiny!!!!
Tivo it all night all day and all umday!!!
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Date: 2010-02-28 08:28 pm (UTC)sex in a public bathroom is kinda gross, but when it's JinRu It's suddenly okay with me(go figure).
ahhh Sarcastic Ryo, wonder who he had the sex with,, my bet's on Shige.
this was hot!
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Date: 2010-07-25 04:13 pm (UTC)Seriously love it! Especially the part where Nakamaru gets convinced that it isn't so bad to jerk each other off in a public restroom. xD