Reita groaned as something poked at his side again, a small laugh emitting from beside him. He squeezed his eyes shut, and he rolled over so that his back was facing whoever was interrupting his sleep. Again, he felt something poke his side – this time harder – and he groaned again, pulling the bed sheets over his head.
“Oh c’mon, Rei! It’s 11:30!” the other urged, but Reita did not budge. “… Fine, then. I’ll just have to wake you up the hard way.”
Reita momentarily wondered what the other could possibly mean by, ‘the hard way,’ but his unspoken question was soon answered when a hand firmly clasped onto his clothed member, his eyes snapping open in surprise. “Ru!”
Ruki giggled, keeping his hand on his boyfriend. “Yes, Rei-chan~?”
Reita growled at the younger man’s playful tone. “Must you wake me up like that?”
“Yes, it seems like the only method that works,” the vocalist replied smugly, squeezing Reita’s member a bit, only making the blonde’s morning erection worse.
The bassist sat up and looked at his boyfriend through disheveled bangs. “It’s our day off. Can’t I sleep for once?”
“No,” Ruki replied without hesitation. “We can’t sleep the day away – we have to enjoy our day off!”
Reita groaned and slumped back down into a lying position, pulling the covers over his body and snuggling comfortably into them. He was not ready for one of Ruki’s days off. He did not really want to know what the spastic vocalist could have planned.
Ruki glared at his unenthusiastic boyfriend, disappointed that the blonde would not get up, but his glare turned mischievous as he remembered the best way to wake up an unwilling Reita.
Ruki threw the covers off of the sleepy bassist, revealing his boxer-clothed body, and getting on top of him so that he was straddling his hips. Reita’s eyes snapped open, and he moaned as Ruki grinded their hips together. The brunette smirked. “Awake yet, Rei-chan~?”
The man below him groaned in response, his mind not the only thing waking up. It was not long before his boxers were feeling much tighter than normal. “Ngh, Ru~”
“Yes, my Rei-chan?”
“Nhhn…”
Without warning, the bassist flipped Ruki onto his back, catching the tiny vocalist off guard as the blonde hovered over him. The brunette’s surprised expression soon turned into one of mischief, and he wrapped his legs around the bassist’s waist, grinding up into the older man. Reita moaned deeply, holding the younger man’s hips down so that he could take hold of his lover’s boxers. He pulled them off in one fluid motion, dropping them onto the floor.
Ruki pouted at his lover. “No fair, you’re still dressed.”
Reita smirked at his impatient lover, hooking a finger into his boxers and wriggling his eyebrows, making the vocalist giggle. Seeing as the bassist wanted Ruki to continue for him, the brunette reached forward and grabbed his lover’s boxers. He pulled them off quickly, freeing the blonde’s engorged member. The younger man threw the garments to the side and wrapped his fingers around his lover, stroking him to full hardness. He then leaned forward and wrapped his lips around the tip, lapping at it teasingly. Reita groaned above him, bucking into the inviting feeling. The brunette understood the motion and took in the head of the bassist’s member, sucking lightly. The blonde moaned above him, rocking his hips somewhat. As much as he wanted to just thrust into that wonderful mouth, he knew he needed to be gentle, as they had only had sex a couple times, stilled exploring their bodies and testing their limits.
As the urge became too much, Reita placed his hand in Ruki’s hair and tugged lightly, motioning for the brunette to stop his actions. The vocalist complied with his lover’s wishes, letting the bassist’s length slip from his mouth.
Ruki looked up at his lover with dark – seemingly innocent – eyes that barely concealed the lustful desires behind them. Reita groaned at the erotic image as he reached over to their night table. He grabbed the bottle of lube that was lying on top, hastily uncapping it. He poured a generous amount onto his fingers, placing the bottle on the bed for the moment.
Reita placed a gentle kiss on Ruki’s lips, attempting to distract him as he guided a finger into his tight entrance. The body under him tensed, the vocalist emitting a muffled whimper that Reita swallowed as he began to kiss him harder, stroking the younger man’s tongue sensually as he added another finger. He tried to be as gentle as he could as he scissored the tiny vocalist, but he could not prevent to sobs that emitted from the younger man. He pulled away from the brunette’s lips to stare down at his flustered face, seeing his eyes closed tightly in pain. “You okay, Ru?”
Ruki inhaled deeply, as to allow his body to relax so that the pain could subside. He opened his eyes, staring up at his lover with love, trust, and desire. He knew it would hurt, but he could not just ignore the pain. Though he told himself that it would get better, the pain was still there. He could not deny it, he could not prevent it; he could only trust his lover with the promise of soon-to-be pleasure.
Reita stared down at his smaller lover with concern, his eyebrows furrowed in worry. He knew that his lover was in pain, but he knew that if they only waited a bit longer, they would both be lost in pleasure. So, he waited for the vocalist to compose himself before daring to go on. “You alright now?”
Ruki took one more deep breath. “Yeah, go on.”
Reita leaned down and captured Ruki’s lips in a passionate kiss as he inserted a third finger into the smaller body beneath him. He stretched his lover farther, pushing his fingers in deeper as he reached for that little trigger that would make his lover spasm with pleasure and blow all of the pain away.
“Ah, Rei!”
Ruki’s sudden exclamation and the arching of his back told Reita that he had found what he was looking for. He stroked his lover’s pleasure spot a few more times before removing his fingers. He grabbed the lube from beside him and poured some on his hand before capping it and placing it back on the night table. He hastily coated his length with the substance, wiping the remainder of it on the bed sheets.
Reita positioned himself at Ruki’s stretched entrance, staring down at the tiny vocalist. “You ready?”
Ruki nodded. “Yeah, go on.”
Reita kissed the brunette passionately as he entered him, eliciting a sob from the smaller man. Reita caressed Ruki’s hip, keeping still and allowing his lover to adjust. He looked into the brunette’s dark half-lidded eyes with concern. “Relax, Ru. It’ll get better.”
“Yeah, I know,” – Ruki gave a small smirk – “You’re just so big.”
Reita chuckled, kissing the vocalist’s nose. “Can I move?”
Ruki nodded. “I’ll be fine.”
Reita smiled reassuringly at his lover before pulling out almost all the way and pushing back in with little force – his lover was still adjusting. He picked up a slow pace, as to not harm the younger man below him.
“Faster, Rei. I’m ready,” Ruki assured, rocking his hips up to prove his point. The bassist complied, picking up a faster pace, thrusting in and out deeper. Soon, he had his lover moaning, rocking his hips in time with the thrusts. Their bodies were coated in sweat, their breaths coming out in sharp fast pants.
Ruki moaned aloud as his pleasure spot was brushed, arching his back and bucking his hips. “Ngh, faster Rei!”
The blonde grunted, heeding to his lover’s pleas and thrusting in faster and harder. His climax was approaching, and he was eager for release.
“Rei… I’m so close…” Ruki’s moans became more desperate as his orgasm neared. He raked his nails over his lover’s back and shoulders, leaving narrow red lines, but neither cared at that moment – they were too lost in each other.
“Rei!”
With one more thrust at his prostate, Ruki was coming over his and Reita’s stomachs, his scream ringing through the room.
“Ruki!”
Reita came only moments after, filling his smaller lover with his seed as he rode out his orgasm.
They were still, their chests heaving as they regained normal breathing, coming down from their pleasure highs. Reita shifted, beginning to pull out, but a hand on his cheek made him stop and look at his lover.
“No, stay inside me.”
Ruki smiled up at the bassist, and Reita smiled back. “Okay, Love.”

~ owari

Tags: day off, gazette, jrock, reita, ruki, yaoi
Current Location: room, yo!
Current Mood: accomplished
Current Music: Baptism ~ exist+trace

Name: Black Out
Type: Lemony Goodness
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: man smex
Couple(s)/Band(s): Manabu (SCREW) x Uruha (the GazettE)
Inspiration: A friend gave me the idea.
Summary: What’s two roommates to do when the power is out?

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Manabu looked over the math examples again, running his fingers through his already messy hair, as he tried to figure out what he was doing wrong. He had a test tomorrow, and he was already failing the class.
His roommate Uruha could not care less about getting A’s. He was rich, hot, popular, and could get anything he wanted with a snap of his fingers. He lay on his bed, watching the plasma screen TV he had bought for their dorm.
Manabu was actually intimidated by this man, mostly because he was much less popular than the honey blonde. Manabu found that the other did not seem to notice, and Uruha would occasionally try to start a conversation with him, but Manabu could always find a way to avoid it. Though, Uruha could confuse Manabu sometimes. He often caught the blonde giving him odd looks from the corner of his eye, and Manabu was not sure of what to make of them.
Again Manabu looked over the numbers and letters in his book, attempting to concentrate, but the sounds from the TV distracted him, and he could not study properly. Timidly, he turned from his math book to look at his roommate. “U-um… U-Uruha-san?”
The honey blonde looked up at the younger and smiled. “Yes, Manabu-kun?”
“U-um, could y-you please turn th-the T-TV down? I-I c-can’t consen-sentrate.”
“Of course,” was the blonde’s simple reply, doing just as the younger had asked. Manabu sighed and turned back to his book.
Manabu mumbled the explanation softly, seeing if hearing it would help at all, but right in the middle of it, everything turned black.
“…Well, that’s not good,” he heard Uruha say bluntly.
Manabu looked up, but saw nothing. The power was out. ‘Damnit, how am I supposed to study now?’
“Manabu-kun, you alright?” Uruha asked, seeing as Manabu had not spoken a word.
“Yeah, I-I’m fine,” he answered, blinking to try to allow his eyes to adjust to the dark, but all he saw was black.
“…Hey, Manabu-kun,” Uruha said after a few moments. “We can’t do anything until the power comes back on. Come sit next to me, and we can try to pass the time.”
“U-um…” Like said earlier, Manabu was intimidated by this man and nervous about the way the blonde stared at him. He was hesitant to comply.
“C’mon, I don’t bite.”
“O-Okay,” Manabu finally agreed, standing up from his seat. He stumbled forward, deprived of his sight.
“Just follow my voice,” Uruha instructed, and Manabu cautiously stumbled forward. One, two, three, four steps, and his knee hit the edge of the bed. Loosing his balance, he fell forward, landing directly on the honey blonde. Manabu froze in panic, happy that it was dark, for he could feel the intense blush on his face. After a few moments, he heard Uruha chuckle.
“You okay, Manabu-kun? That was quite a trip.”
“I-I’m sorry, Uruha-san! I-I didn’t hurt y-you, d-did I?!” Manabu attempted to lift himself off of the blonde, but two strong arms held him in place. “…U-Uruha-san, wh-what are y-you d-doing?”
Uruha giggled. “You’re so cute when you stutter. Have I ever told you that?”
‘What? Is he drunk?’ The blonde had a reputation for getting drunk, but he seemed fine a few moments ago.
“N-no,” Manabu answered, getting uncomfortable as the older man’s hands traveled up and down his back. He emitted a surprised yelp as two hands firmly squeezed his ass.
“Hmm, you have a nice ass, you know? Now I finally get to feel it instead of just staring at it.” Uruha gave another squeeze, and Manabu gasped.
‘Is that why he was always staring at me?’ Manabu thought for a moment, but it was hard to think about it for long in the position he was in.
“You seem surprised,” Uruha stated. “I thought you knew why I always stared at you, or did you not even notice?”
Manabu stayed silence, having no idea as to what to say next.
“Manabu-chan,” Uruha whispered. “Do you want to know a secret?”
Manabu was silent.
Uruha smirked, leaning close to Manabu’s ear. “I want you.”
Manabu’s breath hitched as Uruha traced the shell of his ear with his tongue, blowing into it lightly. The younger man was speechless.
Uruha frowned in the darkness when Manabu stayed silent. “Aren’t you going to say something, Manabu-chan?”
“I-I…” Manabu did not know what to say.
“Hmm, I didn’t think you’d be so speechless. I don’t think you notice it, but you’re actually quite popular here, with the girls and the guys.” – Uruha chuckled – “I’m surprised no one’s gotten whiplash from turning for a second look at you.”
“R-really?” ‘People stare at me? I’m popular? Since when?’
“You’re too cute. Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle…”
Manabu tensed up again. ‘Gentle with what?’
The younger man yelped as he was rolled over onto his bacl, Uruha hovering over him. “Wh-what are y-you…?!”
Manabu’s eyes widened as two plush lips cut him off. He froze, able to do nothing as the lips worked on his own.
Uruha, seeing as Manabu was not complying, allowed his hands to travel under his shirt and up the younger man’s torso, making Manabu gasp as he fiddled with a sensitive nipple. Uruha took this chance to slip his tongue into the brunette’s warm cavern.
A muffled yelp emitted from Manabu as he felt that slick muscle against his own. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to resist, but he could not deny the fact that it felt good.
‘This is wrong. This is wrong. This is so wrong!’ But no matter how many times the voice in his mind told him this, he knew this felt more right than wrong, and when Uruha ground his hips into him, his thoughts about the matter vanished. He moaned into the older man’s mouth, grinding his hips back and feeling just how hard Uruha was for him.
The blonde smiled into the kiss, satisfied that he was finally succeeding in getting the younger man to submit to his advances. He allowed their lips to part, but was disappointed that he could not see Manabu through the darkness.
“Manabu-chan, is the door locked?”
“Yes~” Manabu’s answer was soft and breathy, nearly a whisper. He took a deep breath to calm his breathing. “Why?”
“Coz I don’t want anyone walking in on what I’m about to do to you.”
Manabu threw his head back and moaned as Uruha gripped him through his pants, massaging his growing arousal teasingly. The brunette found himself arching into the touch, wanting more.
“Do you like that, Manabu-chan?”
“Y-Yes~” Manabu breathed, his breath short and quick as he searched for more friction.
“Trust me, it’ll get much better.”
Uruha’s hands left the brunette’s arousal and grabbed Manabu’s shirt, lifting it off of the younger man and dropping it onto the floor. He ran his hands over the newly exposed flesh, trying to feel what he looked like. “I wish I could see you right now, but I guess there’ll be other times…” – Uruha hesitated – “There will be other times, won’t there?”
Manabu stared into the darkness, taken aback by the question. ‘Will there be? …This feels so wrong… but so right at the same time.’
“Manabu…” - Uruha’s lips were right next to his ear – “I love you, you know? For awhile now.”
Manabu was shocked. ‘He loves me?’ The brunette was utterly speechless. ‘How do I answer to that? I don’t love him back…’ But after a few moments of awkward silence, Manabu finally spoke.
“I… I’m sorry, Uruha-san… but I can’t return your feelings for me.”
Uruha frowned, though he knew he should not be so affected by his words. They were what he expected. “Maybe not right now, but…” – Uruha kissed the brunette’s neck briefly – “Let’s be together, just for a little while. If you don’t return my feelings by then, you’re free to go. I want to make you love me, Manabu-chan.”
“I…” Another speechless moment, but Manabu was quicker to reply this time. “Alright, I’ll go out with you. Though, I’m sorry if I can’t return you feelings.”
Uruha smiled. “Oh, I’m sure you will, Manabu-chan… Now, where were we?”
Manabu gasped as he felt a pair of lips on his exposed stomach. Uruha ran his lips up the brunette’s torso, his tongue slipping out to lap at a nipple. He sucked on it until it was hard to his liking, and then did the same to its twin. The blonde always wondered what the man tasted like, and now his fantasies were a reality.
Uruha continued up onto Manabu’s sensitive neck, licking on one particularly soft spot, his teeth grazing the flesh.
“D-Don’t ma-mark me,” Manabu spoke up. Uruha pouted against the flesh.
“Why?”
“I… I don’t want anyone picking on me or you… for being gay…”
Uruha smiled. “Oh, Manabu-chan, you’re with me, one of the most popular guys around. No one’s gonna pick on you if they know that.”
“… Really?”
“Mhmm,” the blonde replied, latching onto the bit of flesh again. “You’ll see.” Uruha bit down, and Manabu hissed from the slight pain. The older man sucked on the abused flesh a bit, making sure that he left an obvious mark.
Satisfied with that, Uruha moved up to Manabu’s lips, capturing them in a passionate kiss. The blonde worked on the other’s belt as their tongues rolled around in each other’s mouths, tasting as much as they could. Uruha successfully removed the younger man’s belt without breaking the kiss, unzipping his pants shortly after. Manabu threw his head back and gasped as slender fingers wrapped around his stiff member.
“How does that feel, Manabu-chan?” Uruha asked as he slowly stroked the brunette, leaving Manabu gasping for breath.
“Ugh… U-Uruha-s-san, please…”
“Please what, Manabu-chan?”
“S-Stop t-teas-sing… I need m-more…” Manabu gasped as Uruha gave a particularly hard squeeze to his member. Uruha chuckled.
“Don’t worry. You’ll get what you want soon,” and with that, being anxious himself, Uruha removed his hands from Manabu to lift his own shirt over his head, throwing it across the room. He made quick work of his pants and boxers, just as quickly ridding of Manabu’s.
Manabu stared into the darkness, only being able to imagine what the blonde looked like right now. He hesitantly reached out, finding the blonde’s chest. “May I?” he questioned hopefully.
Uruha smiled and grabbed Manabu’s hand, moving it down lower. “Yes.”
Manabu gasped when he felt the blonde’s arousal in his hand. It took him a second for his brain to tell him to do something, and he began to stroke the older man slowly, hesitantly. Uruha groaned impatiently.
“Hey, I know you’re new at this, but could you please go a bit faster? I’m dying here.”
“S-Sorry,” Manabu apologized, quickening his hand movements immediately. Uruha moaned above him, finally getting some pleasure for himself. The younger man’s movements were hesitant and virginal, but Uruha knew that would change in time.
Uruha gasped sharply as he felt warmth and wetness around his arousal. Uruha was surprised that the brunette was willing to give a blowjob at his inexperience, but he was not complaining. He resisted the urge to just thrust into that warmth and gripped the bed sheets, as Manabu continued to work on his cock.
“Ma-Manabu-chan…” Uruha groaned, as the words would not form. “Manabu… s-st…” The blonde could not get the words out, so he placed his hand in Manabu’s hair and tugged lightly, making the brunette remove his lips.
“D-Did I do something wr-wrong?” Manabu asked, a little panicked.
“On no, Manabu-chan. You did everything just right. I just don’t wanna end this just yet.”
Manabu could hear the smile in the other’s voice, and his panic diminished. “What do you want me to do?”
Uruha smirked and took one of Manabu’s hands. “I’ll guide you.”
Manabu felt Uruha’s free hand reach under the pillow his head was currently resting on. He seemed to grab something and pull it out.
“Wh-What’s that?” Manabu asked, though he was quite sure of what it could be.
“Why, it’s lube of course. I hope you know what to use this for.” Uruha fiddled with the tube in his hand, successfully removing the cap with his teeth. “Now, just do as I say and don’t ask questions.”
Manabu nodded. “O-Okay.”
Uruha smiled and squeezed some of the lube onto Manabu’s hand, smearing the liquid over his fingers. He heard Manabu gasped as he brought Manabu’s hand to his entrance.
“Wh-What are you…?”
“Just do as I say,” Uruha interrupted, guiding Manabu’s fingers inside of him. “I want you to prepare me. I’m sure you know how to do that, hm?”
“U-Um… yeah.” Manabu was hesitant.
“Then go ahead,” Uruha replied, letting go of Manabu’s hand as he rocked his hips, sending the fingers deeper.
Manabu slowly complied, sliding his fingers in and out carefully, stretching the blonde. He began to scissor them, driving in deeper and deeper each time.
“Oh, fuck!” Uruha’s sudden exclamation startled Manabu a bit, and he stopped his actions.
“Did I…?”
“No! D-Do that again!” Uruha ordered wantonly, pressing into his fingers.
Manabu complied, moving his fingers just like before. Uruha moaned sharply every time his prostate was brushed, only making him want more, but this could not end so soon.
“Ma-Manabu… s-stop,” Uruha moaned, and the younger man obeyed obediently, pulling his fingers out of the blonde.
“Now,” – Uruha poured a little more lube on his own hand, stroking Manabu’s stiff member and coating it with the substance – “I just want you to lay back and enjoy.”
Manabu whimpered when Uruha stopped stroking him, but once he felt Uruha pressing himself onto his cock, his desperation was forgotten.
“This’ll feel really good, Manabu-chan,” Uruha assured before impaling himself onto the brunette’s member, burying the younger man inside of him in one move. They both groaned aloud at the wonderful feeling of one entering the other, and after a moment of adjusting, Uruha began rocking his hips, sending the brunette in and out of his tight heat.
“How does it feel?” Uruha asked as he picked up a slow rhythm. Manabu gasped and moaned below him.
“A-m-mazing…” Manabu managed to choke out. He arched up, forcing more of himself into that wonderful heat. Uruha gasped as he brushed his prostate.
“Oh Manabu… you feel so good~” Uruha purred, loving how Manabu thrusted up into him as he rode the brunette.
“Uru… ha…” Manabu was nearly chanting the name. This felt amazing – tight, hot, and slick – there was nothing else like it.
The need for release growing rapidly, Uruha wrapped his fingers around himself and stroked in time with the thrusts, bringing him closer to sweet climax. He arched his back as Manabu brushed his prostate again, nearly screaming as he continued to hit that one spot. “Ma-Manabu! … I’m so c-close…”
Manabu arched into the blonde sharply, determined to bring the older man to climax. They were both so close. It would not last much longer at this rate.
“Manabu!” Uruha gasped as he came onto the brunette’s stomach, arching as he rode out his orgasm. Manabu was not far behind.
“U-Uruha…” Manabu came, filling the blonde with his warm seed, white flashing behind his eyelids.
They both stayed like that, one inside the other, for a few moments, trying to catch their breath. Uruha was the first to move, collapsing to Manabu’s side. He draped his arm over the brunette’s chest and kissed his neck lightly.
“Sorry about the mess. Want me to clean it up for you?” Uruha did not give Manabu the chance to answer as he moved over to the brunette’s stomach, lapping at the release he had left there. Manabu closed his eyes, just feeling that slick muscle gliding over his flesh.
Hooking up with the blonde was looking like a better idea already.

Tags: black out, gazette, jrock yaoi, manabu, nc-17, screw, uruha
Current Location: room, yo
Current Mood: blah
Current Music: Guren ~ the GazettE