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puss_nd_bootsTitle: Put a Ring on It
Chapter: Standalone
Author: Boots
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Pure PWP smut
Warnings: Male/male sex, teasing, begging, mild to moderate D/s, piercing play
Pairing: Aoi X Kazuki, some Byou x Manabu
Disclaimer: Boys belong to PS Company, I own the story only.
Summary: Kazuki chooses his body jewelry very carefully, because Aoi likes his navel piercing – a lot. Then again, Aoi has something special in the piercing division to offer of his own.
Comments: Written for the Piercings/Tattoos square of my Penisy Kinks Bingo card.
Kazuki regarded shopping for body jewelry the way women would consider shopping for lingerie.
It wasn’t just any piece of sparkly bling he was picking out for his navel piercing, after all. It was a statement. It was saying to Aoi what he wanted to do tonight, and how. It was sexy and beautiful and . . .
“Are you done yet?” Jin said as he wandered over to his bandmate. Of course, he should have known the answer to that by the way that Kazuki was still intently leaning over the glass-topped case, studying its contents the way a scholar of ancient languages would study a parchment scroll.
Kazuki looked over his shoulder with a smile. “Which one do you think I should get, Jin?” he said, pointing to the case. “This one, or . . .” He moved his finger over a few inches. “That one?”
“Your call.” The drummer shrugged his shoulders. “It hasn’t affected me since you stopped wearing belly shirts.”
“You mean you used to look at my belly?” said Kazuki, giving the other man a big smile.
“I couldn’t help it,” Jin said. “You used to shove it in everyone’s face.”
“Shove what in everyone’s face?” said a voice behind the two. And there was Byou and Manabu, each with a Starbucks cup in one hand, holding hands as discreetly as possible with the other.
“Kazuki seems to have decided that his belly is everyone’s business,” Jin replied, tossing his head in the direction of Kazuki – who was intently studying the body jewelry again.
“His belly’s always been everyone’s business,” Byou said. “It’s too sexy to keep under wraps.” (This was accompanied by a little squeeze to Manabu’s hand, to convey to the other man he was just flirting, it meant nothing. Not that Manabu didn’t know that well by now).
“Hey, you two!” Kazuki said, quickly turning around. “Come help me pick out something to wear for Aoi.”
“Do you plan to wear anything else?” Byou said as he and Manabu approached the counter.
“You know the answer to that,” Kazuki said, giving his bandmate (and, it might be noted, one-time lover) a playful bop to the head.
“Well, then, you want to go with something to draw his attention downward, don’t you think?” Byou said.
“Do they make rings for that part of the body?” Jin moved up next to the couple, peering into the jewelry case. “Downward, I mean.”
“Cock rings?” Byou said. “Sure, they do. But they’re not all sparkly and blingy like this. Besides, we don’t know if Aoi and Kazuki are into that.”
Manabu, who had been quiet up until this point, put his cup down on the counter and moved his finger over the glass until it stopped over a particular belly ring – one that had not been part of Kazuki’s selections before. “What about this one?”
Kazuki leaned over and looked where he was pointing. “Hey,” he said, “that’s really beautiful. How did I overlook that one the first time?” He squeezed his bandmate’s shoulder. “You have good taste, you know that?”
The sales clerk – a young man sporting even more facial piercings than Kazuki himself – approached the group. “May I help you?”
“Yes,” Kazuki said. “I’ll take . . . that one.” He pointed to the navel ring Manabu had chosen. He was sure of his decision. There was something about it that just plain felt right.
His belly was everyone’s business right now, all right. But later? It was Aoi’s alone, along with the rest of him.
He headed for the door with a huge smile on his face and the bag in his hand – just as Rui caught up to the group, carrying a Starbucks cup twice as big as Byou and Manabu’s and saying, “Did I miss anything?”
* * *
Aoi liked knowing he had Kazuki’s place to go to as a haven at the end of his working day. There was just something about every inch of it that was welcoming – especially the fact that his protégée-turned-lover always went out of his way to make him happy.
Given that his day had consisted of interviews and publicity for the upcoming single (including one bilingual journalist who seemed quite curious about the title Forbidden Beaver), he was glad to have that haven now.
He let himself in with his keys, only to find the place was dark and quiet. Huh, that was unusual. Was Kazuki home? He would have let him know if he was going out, wouldn’t he?
And then, he noticed the tea lights on the table . . . and two pillar candles placed on stands in the hall. Which meant there were more candles in the bedroom.
Right. Kazuki was just setting the mood. He liked to do that.
Sure enough, Kazuki came out of the bedroom, wrapped in a plain black yukata. “Hi,” he said. “How was your day?”
“Same as any other day full of interviews,” Aoi said. “But why do I have a feeling it’s about to get a whole lot better?”
“Because it is.” Kazuki toyed with the tie of his yukata. “We went to Harajuku after our signing event, you know.”
“I hope you didn’t molest any lolis,” Aoi said, looking rather amused.
“No,” Kazuki said. “I did something better.” He unfastened the tie fully. “Notice anything different?”
The robe fell away, revealing him in all his naked glory, the candlelight casting soft shadows over his skin. He was, as always, incredibly gorgeous – every inch the rock star, and yet, with a boyish charm to him as well.
“I don’t know about different,” Aoi said, “but I sure as hell like what I see.” Now THAT was the kind of welcome he needed. The hell with having a cold drink, he had a hot lover. He might as well dress – or undress – for the occasion. He shed his clothes and tossed them on the couch.
Kazuki followed his every motion with appreciative eyes. “I like what I see, too – but you haven’t answered my question yet.” He reached a hand out to him. “Come closer.”
Aoi took the hand and obeyed, running his eyes slowly up and down the other man’s body. Oh, he was a lucky man, all right. Kazuki was what some would call “a hot piece.” Well-proportioned, arms and legs nicely formed, luscious nipples, and that tantalizing flat belly . . .
Speaking of Kazuki’s belly, Aoi’s eyes were drawn to the navel ring. So that was what Kazuki wanted him to notice, was it? It was definitely pretty and damn hot. He wasn’t going to say anything right off, though. Not when he could tease him.
“Well?” Kazuki said, giving him a wide, gorgeous smile. “Anything different?”
“You got your hair cut?” Aoi said.
Kazuki shook his head. “Guess again.”
“You buffed your fingernails.”
“Aoi!” Kazuki playfully swatted him. “Look lower! Lower!”
Aoi did – and got a lovely eyeful of what he’d like to play with later. Yes, that part of Kauki was nicely formed and proportioned as well. But he continued the tease. “Oh, yes, I see what it is.” Pause. “You buffed your toenails.”
“No!” Kazuki swatted him again. “Get on your knees, you’ll see it!”
“I’m not going to refuse a hot guy telling me to get on my knees,” Aoi said. He obeyed, making sure he was eye level with the ornament, and touched it lightly with his fingertips.
Manabu had good taste, indeed. The piece of body jewelry was silver, at once very elegant and very visual kei. A sparkling clear stone, like a diamond, was set in silver, and dangling from it were several matching chains, each with a tiny charm at the end – a stylized cross, a skull, a pair of angel wings.
It was beautiful and sexy and very, very Kazuki – the kind of thing that made a hot man hotter.
Aoi took the ornament in his teeth and tugged – just a tiny bit, enough to make Kazuki gasp. He let his tongue slide out and licked around it, surrounding the navel with wetness, before tugging on it again.
“Do you know how sexy this is?” Aoi murmured. He tugged on it again. “Your belly was made to wear these things.”
Kazuki was starting to breathe a bit heavier, his hands resting on Aoi’s head. Oh, yes, it turned him on when Aoi played with his navel rings, when he brushed his fingers over them lightly, tugged on them, licked around them. The flesh there was sensitive, to be sure, and made even more so from being pierced.
But it wasn’t just that. It was the whole idea of doing something that most couples didn’t do, of having something that was uniquely and completely theirs.
Aoi’s tongue was coming out again now, rubbing against Kazuki’s stomach, running down over the ornament, following one of the strands to the end . . . and his fingers moved lower, starting to run lightly over Kazuki’s cock.
“Mmmm . . .” Kazuki purred, feeling Aoi stroking along his hardening shaft, a light touch that sent shudders through his body – but he didn’t break the contact with the belly jewel, rubbing the side of his face over it worshipfully.
“So sexy,” Aoi murmured as his hand wrapped around his lover’s cock, starting a steady rhythm. “You’re delicious.” He punctuated that by nipping right next to the ring, making Kazuki gasp.
“Yes,” Kazuki gasped. “Touch me, like that . . .” He closed his eyes, feeling Aoi’s fingers sliding over his erection, seeking out his sensitive spots, like the path of a vein that ran along the shaft, then stroking quickly, up and down.
“That’s why you wear these things, isn’t it?” Aoi murmured. “You want to look fuckable. You want to look like a hot piece a man can’t keep his hands off of.” Another flick of the tongue. “You like being looked at – don’t you?”
“Yes,” Kazuki gasped.
“And you like it when I do this.” Aoi took the ornament in his teeth and tugged again, just hard enough to cause a tiny bit of pain – just as his thumb flicked over the head of his cock, causing a burst of pleasure. Kazuki leaned back his head and moaned loudly.
“You can never get enough.” Another flick. “You’re insatiable. You’re always hungry for a good fucking, aren’t you?”
“Oh, yes,” Kazuki moaned. “Please, Aoi, I need you to fuck me . . .”
“And what is it you love about my cock?” Aoi raised his head and looked up at Kazuki.
Kazuki smiled down at him. “You have one of those, too.” He reached down and indicated the ornament. “Only . . . “
Aoi let go of Kazuki’s cock and stood up. “Only?”
“It’s here.” Kazuki wrapped his fingers around Aoi’s cock, running his thumb over the tip – and there was the bit of metal he loved so much.
“And you want that in you, don’t you?” Aoi said. “You want it rubbing against you and making you moan and squirm?”
Kazuki responded by bringing his lips to Aoi’s in a blazing kiss, pushing their tongues together, wrapping his arms around the other man and pulling him close. He loved him. He loved him so much it made his heart ache sometimes.
Aoi always understood what he wanted, what he needed – sometimes, even more than Kazuki himself did.
The two men eased away. “In the bedroom,” Aoi said. “On the bed, all fours.”
Kazuki nodded, and headed down the hall, moving carefully past the candles. As he got into position on the bed, ass pointed toward his lover, he could feel his belly ring swing forward and away from his body, tugging on his flesh, creating a sensation right between pleasure and pain. It only served to spice his current emotions up even more.
He felt the bed give as the other man knelt behind him, and then felt the very welcome invasion of a lubed finger. Aoi had to prepare him carefully for the piercing – but Kazuki didn’t mind. His patience was going to be rewarded.
The younger man breathed heavier as a second finger pushed in and began gently scissoring with the first, moving in and out. “That feels good?” Aoi murmured. “It’ll feel better.”
Kazuki groaned as the third finger pushed into him. He was filling him so, so much, but he welcomed it. It just meant he was that much closer to what he really wanted.
“Aoi,” he moaned. “I’m ready, please . . .”
“You’re so eager.” Aoi slid his fingers out, reaching for a tissue to wipe them off. “Were you like this with your other lovers?”
“No,” Kazuki murmured. Okay, that wasn’t entirely true – he was certainly a wild lover with other men, especially with Byou when the two of them lived together. But nothing had felt quite like being with Aoi.
The old clichés held true in this case – love made all the difference.
“Good,” Aoi said, putting on his condom and lubing quickly. “I like thinking that I brought out the beast in you.” He brought his cock to the other man’s entrance. “Now, tell me that you want it.”
“Please,” Kazuki panted. “I want your cock in me. I need to feel that hard thing rubbing against me” – referring to the piercing.
“You’ll get it.” Aoi began to push in. “You’ll get all you can take, until you scream.” He pushed in a bit more. “Tell me what it feels like.”
“It’s so hard,” Kazuki murmured. “The thing at the tip, I mean. And it’s rubbing over me, and it’s so good .. .”
“Do you want more of it?” Aoi paused, sheathed as far into Kazuki as he knew his lover was comfortable with.
“Yes,” Kazuki murmured.
Aoi began to pull back – slowly and gently, mindful of Kazuki, making sure he felt nothing but pleasure. Kazuki found himself clutching at the bed, thinking it was so good, so unlike any lover he ever had before, feeling the combination of flesh and metal stroking him from the inside.
He let out a long, luscious moan as Aoi started to thrust harder, the ornament starting to brush sensitive bundles of nerves now, sending tendrils of pleasure through his body. He moved back against each thrust, wanting to control his own ecstasy, to drive that thing deeper into him still.
“Look at what a hot fuck you are,” Aoi murmured, reaching under Kazuki’s body to stroke his cock. “Look at how you can’t get enough, at all.” He leaned over, lips against the other man’s ear. “Moan louder for me.”
Kazuki didn’t have to be told. He was doing that anyway, letting out low, intense sounds every time Aoi pushed into him, every time that wonderful piece of metal caressed him. The fingers on his cock, stroking him rapidly, were just an extra, just something to push him that much closer to climax. Oh, and it was going to happen, soon . . .
He was flat-out bucking against Aoi now, his skin shining with sweat, his hair matted on his face, every bit of him feeling tense and tight and burning up . . .
Then, Aoi hit THAT spot, and Kazuki let out the near-scream Aoi had promised, thrusting back against him as the come poured from his cock and over Aoi’s fingers, probably onto the mattress as well.
He felt Aoi grip his hips, and heard his lover groan, “Kazuki . . . oh, Kazuki, I’m going to come so hard, baby . . .” One last, hard thrust, and then he cried out as well, clutching at Kazuki harder, finally tumbling to the mattress beside him.
The two men kissed, softly. “Can you move?” Kazuki said.
Aoi shook his head. “Not if my life depended on it.”
“Good,” Kazuki said. “We did well, then.” He snuggled closer to this lover. “I love you,” he murmured.
It was a statement he knew would never be returned, of course. Aoi wasn’t that type. But that didn’t stop Kazuki from saying it.
He reached up and stroked Aoi’s hair, murmuring, “So I guess you like it?”
“I loved every minute of . . .” He paused. “Oh, you meant the belly ring, right?”
“Of course,” Kazuki said. “I got it this afternoon.”
“Yeah, I’d say that one’s a keeper,” Aoi said.
“I wasn’t going to return it!” Kazuki laughed. He kissed Aoi again. “What about me? Am I a keeper?”
Aoi wrapped his arms around him and held him closer. “I don’t mind having you around,” he said.
Kazuki smiled to himself. The tone of Aoi’s voice, the way he hugged him, said a lot more than his words did.
It wasn’t exactly an “I love you,” but it meant more to him than the conventional three little words would.
* * *
Kazuki was back in the jewelry store, studying another jewelry case. “Another belly piercing?” Byou said, approaching him. “How many of those do you have?”
“Oh, enough,” Kazuki said. “But this isn’t for the belly piercing. I decided to get new face piercings this time.”
“He has a thing for metal, doesn’t he?” Byou said. He leaned over and looked at the contents of the case. Maybe he’d pick up one or two of these things for Manabu. They’d look hot on him.
“We both do,” Kazuki said, remembering the feel of the cock piercing rubbing against him, caressing him, making him moan louder and louder . . .
“He still has a belly piercing?” Byou said. “I thought he got rid of that awhile ago?”
Kazuki smiled to himself. What a lovely thing to have a very private secret between you and your lover.
“He did,” he said. “But there’s other things we’ll never get rid of.”
“What does that mean?” Byou said – but then saw the smile on Kazuki’s face. “Never mind.”
Kazuki would have giggled – except he was far from the giggling type. Instead, he said, “Want me to help you pick something out?”
He wanted to share the kind of happiness they had – even if it was from something as small as a piercing.
Chapter: Standalone
Author: Boots
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Pure PWP smut
Warnings: Male/male sex, teasing, begging, mild to moderate D/s, piercing play
Pairing: Aoi X Kazuki, some Byou x Manabu
Disclaimer: Boys belong to PS Company, I own the story only.
Summary: Kazuki chooses his body jewelry very carefully, because Aoi likes his navel piercing – a lot. Then again, Aoi has something special in the piercing division to offer of his own.
Comments: Written for the Piercings/Tattoos square of my Penisy Kinks Bingo card.
Kazuki regarded shopping for body jewelry the way women would consider shopping for lingerie.
It wasn’t just any piece of sparkly bling he was picking out for his navel piercing, after all. It was a statement. It was saying to Aoi what he wanted to do tonight, and how. It was sexy and beautiful and . . .
“Are you done yet?” Jin said as he wandered over to his bandmate. Of course, he should have known the answer to that by the way that Kazuki was still intently leaning over the glass-topped case, studying its contents the way a scholar of ancient languages would study a parchment scroll.
Kazuki looked over his shoulder with a smile. “Which one do you think I should get, Jin?” he said, pointing to the case. “This one, or . . .” He moved his finger over a few inches. “That one?”
“Your call.” The drummer shrugged his shoulders. “It hasn’t affected me since you stopped wearing belly shirts.”
“You mean you used to look at my belly?” said Kazuki, giving the other man a big smile.
“I couldn’t help it,” Jin said. “You used to shove it in everyone’s face.”
“Shove what in everyone’s face?” said a voice behind the two. And there was Byou and Manabu, each with a Starbucks cup in one hand, holding hands as discreetly as possible with the other.
“Kazuki seems to have decided that his belly is everyone’s business,” Jin replied, tossing his head in the direction of Kazuki – who was intently studying the body jewelry again.
“His belly’s always been everyone’s business,” Byou said. “It’s too sexy to keep under wraps.” (This was accompanied by a little squeeze to Manabu’s hand, to convey to the other man he was just flirting, it meant nothing. Not that Manabu didn’t know that well by now).
“Hey, you two!” Kazuki said, quickly turning around. “Come help me pick out something to wear for Aoi.”
“Do you plan to wear anything else?” Byou said as he and Manabu approached the counter.
“You know the answer to that,” Kazuki said, giving his bandmate (and, it might be noted, one-time lover) a playful bop to the head.
“Well, then, you want to go with something to draw his attention downward, don’t you think?” Byou said.
“Do they make rings for that part of the body?” Jin moved up next to the couple, peering into the jewelry case. “Downward, I mean.”
“Cock rings?” Byou said. “Sure, they do. But they’re not all sparkly and blingy like this. Besides, we don’t know if Aoi and Kazuki are into that.”
Manabu, who had been quiet up until this point, put his cup down on the counter and moved his finger over the glass until it stopped over a particular belly ring – one that had not been part of Kazuki’s selections before. “What about this one?”
Kazuki leaned over and looked where he was pointing. “Hey,” he said, “that’s really beautiful. How did I overlook that one the first time?” He squeezed his bandmate’s shoulder. “You have good taste, you know that?”
The sales clerk – a young man sporting even more facial piercings than Kazuki himself – approached the group. “May I help you?”
“Yes,” Kazuki said. “I’ll take . . . that one.” He pointed to the navel ring Manabu had chosen. He was sure of his decision. There was something about it that just plain felt right.
His belly was everyone’s business right now, all right. But later? It was Aoi’s alone, along with the rest of him.
He headed for the door with a huge smile on his face and the bag in his hand – just as Rui caught up to the group, carrying a Starbucks cup twice as big as Byou and Manabu’s and saying, “Did I miss anything?”
* * *
Aoi liked knowing he had Kazuki’s place to go to as a haven at the end of his working day. There was just something about every inch of it that was welcoming – especially the fact that his protégée-turned-lover always went out of his way to make him happy.
Given that his day had consisted of interviews and publicity for the upcoming single (including one bilingual journalist who seemed quite curious about the title Forbidden Beaver), he was glad to have that haven now.
He let himself in with his keys, only to find the place was dark and quiet. Huh, that was unusual. Was Kazuki home? He would have let him know if he was going out, wouldn’t he?
And then, he noticed the tea lights on the table . . . and two pillar candles placed on stands in the hall. Which meant there were more candles in the bedroom.
Right. Kazuki was just setting the mood. He liked to do that.
Sure enough, Kazuki came out of the bedroom, wrapped in a plain black yukata. “Hi,” he said. “How was your day?”
“Same as any other day full of interviews,” Aoi said. “But why do I have a feeling it’s about to get a whole lot better?”
“Because it is.” Kazuki toyed with the tie of his yukata. “We went to Harajuku after our signing event, you know.”
“I hope you didn’t molest any lolis,” Aoi said, looking rather amused.
“No,” Kazuki said. “I did something better.” He unfastened the tie fully. “Notice anything different?”
The robe fell away, revealing him in all his naked glory, the candlelight casting soft shadows over his skin. He was, as always, incredibly gorgeous – every inch the rock star, and yet, with a boyish charm to him as well.
“I don’t know about different,” Aoi said, “but I sure as hell like what I see.” Now THAT was the kind of welcome he needed. The hell with having a cold drink, he had a hot lover. He might as well dress – or undress – for the occasion. He shed his clothes and tossed them on the couch.
Kazuki followed his every motion with appreciative eyes. “I like what I see, too – but you haven’t answered my question yet.” He reached a hand out to him. “Come closer.”
Aoi took the hand and obeyed, running his eyes slowly up and down the other man’s body. Oh, he was a lucky man, all right. Kazuki was what some would call “a hot piece.” Well-proportioned, arms and legs nicely formed, luscious nipples, and that tantalizing flat belly . . .
Speaking of Kazuki’s belly, Aoi’s eyes were drawn to the navel ring. So that was what Kazuki wanted him to notice, was it? It was definitely pretty and damn hot. He wasn’t going to say anything right off, though. Not when he could tease him.
“Well?” Kazuki said, giving him a wide, gorgeous smile. “Anything different?”
“You got your hair cut?” Aoi said.
Kazuki shook his head. “Guess again.”
“You buffed your fingernails.”
“Aoi!” Kazuki playfully swatted him. “Look lower! Lower!”
Aoi did – and got a lovely eyeful of what he’d like to play with later. Yes, that part of Kauki was nicely formed and proportioned as well. But he continued the tease. “Oh, yes, I see what it is.” Pause. “You buffed your toenails.”
“No!” Kazuki swatted him again. “Get on your knees, you’ll see it!”
“I’m not going to refuse a hot guy telling me to get on my knees,” Aoi said. He obeyed, making sure he was eye level with the ornament, and touched it lightly with his fingertips.
Manabu had good taste, indeed. The piece of body jewelry was silver, at once very elegant and very visual kei. A sparkling clear stone, like a diamond, was set in silver, and dangling from it were several matching chains, each with a tiny charm at the end – a stylized cross, a skull, a pair of angel wings.
It was beautiful and sexy and very, very Kazuki – the kind of thing that made a hot man hotter.
Aoi took the ornament in his teeth and tugged – just a tiny bit, enough to make Kazuki gasp. He let his tongue slide out and licked around it, surrounding the navel with wetness, before tugging on it again.
“Do you know how sexy this is?” Aoi murmured. He tugged on it again. “Your belly was made to wear these things.”
Kazuki was starting to breathe a bit heavier, his hands resting on Aoi’s head. Oh, yes, it turned him on when Aoi played with his navel rings, when he brushed his fingers over them lightly, tugged on them, licked around them. The flesh there was sensitive, to be sure, and made even more so from being pierced.
But it wasn’t just that. It was the whole idea of doing something that most couples didn’t do, of having something that was uniquely and completely theirs.
Aoi’s tongue was coming out again now, rubbing against Kazuki’s stomach, running down over the ornament, following one of the strands to the end . . . and his fingers moved lower, starting to run lightly over Kazuki’s cock.
“Mmmm . . .” Kazuki purred, feeling Aoi stroking along his hardening shaft, a light touch that sent shudders through his body – but he didn’t break the contact with the belly jewel, rubbing the side of his face over it worshipfully.
“So sexy,” Aoi murmured as his hand wrapped around his lover’s cock, starting a steady rhythm. “You’re delicious.” He punctuated that by nipping right next to the ring, making Kazuki gasp.
“Yes,” Kazuki gasped. “Touch me, like that . . .” He closed his eyes, feeling Aoi’s fingers sliding over his erection, seeking out his sensitive spots, like the path of a vein that ran along the shaft, then stroking quickly, up and down.
“That’s why you wear these things, isn’t it?” Aoi murmured. “You want to look fuckable. You want to look like a hot piece a man can’t keep his hands off of.” Another flick of the tongue. “You like being looked at – don’t you?”
“Yes,” Kazuki gasped.
“And you like it when I do this.” Aoi took the ornament in his teeth and tugged again, just hard enough to cause a tiny bit of pain – just as his thumb flicked over the head of his cock, causing a burst of pleasure. Kazuki leaned back his head and moaned loudly.
“You can never get enough.” Another flick. “You’re insatiable. You’re always hungry for a good fucking, aren’t you?”
“Oh, yes,” Kazuki moaned. “Please, Aoi, I need you to fuck me . . .”
“And what is it you love about my cock?” Aoi raised his head and looked up at Kazuki.
Kazuki smiled down at him. “You have one of those, too.” He reached down and indicated the ornament. “Only . . . “
Aoi let go of Kazuki’s cock and stood up. “Only?”
“It’s here.” Kazuki wrapped his fingers around Aoi’s cock, running his thumb over the tip – and there was the bit of metal he loved so much.
“And you want that in you, don’t you?” Aoi said. “You want it rubbing against you and making you moan and squirm?”
Kazuki responded by bringing his lips to Aoi’s in a blazing kiss, pushing their tongues together, wrapping his arms around the other man and pulling him close. He loved him. He loved him so much it made his heart ache sometimes.
Aoi always understood what he wanted, what he needed – sometimes, even more than Kazuki himself did.
The two men eased away. “In the bedroom,” Aoi said. “On the bed, all fours.”
Kazuki nodded, and headed down the hall, moving carefully past the candles. As he got into position on the bed, ass pointed toward his lover, he could feel his belly ring swing forward and away from his body, tugging on his flesh, creating a sensation right between pleasure and pain. It only served to spice his current emotions up even more.
He felt the bed give as the other man knelt behind him, and then felt the very welcome invasion of a lubed finger. Aoi had to prepare him carefully for the piercing – but Kazuki didn’t mind. His patience was going to be rewarded.
The younger man breathed heavier as a second finger pushed in and began gently scissoring with the first, moving in and out. “That feels good?” Aoi murmured. “It’ll feel better.”
Kazuki groaned as the third finger pushed into him. He was filling him so, so much, but he welcomed it. It just meant he was that much closer to what he really wanted.
“Aoi,” he moaned. “I’m ready, please . . .”
“You’re so eager.” Aoi slid his fingers out, reaching for a tissue to wipe them off. “Were you like this with your other lovers?”
“No,” Kazuki murmured. Okay, that wasn’t entirely true – he was certainly a wild lover with other men, especially with Byou when the two of them lived together. But nothing had felt quite like being with Aoi.
The old clichés held true in this case – love made all the difference.
“Good,” Aoi said, putting on his condom and lubing quickly. “I like thinking that I brought out the beast in you.” He brought his cock to the other man’s entrance. “Now, tell me that you want it.”
“Please,” Kazuki panted. “I want your cock in me. I need to feel that hard thing rubbing against me” – referring to the piercing.
“You’ll get it.” Aoi began to push in. “You’ll get all you can take, until you scream.” He pushed in a bit more. “Tell me what it feels like.”
“It’s so hard,” Kazuki murmured. “The thing at the tip, I mean. And it’s rubbing over me, and it’s so good .. .”
“Do you want more of it?” Aoi paused, sheathed as far into Kazuki as he knew his lover was comfortable with.
“Yes,” Kazuki murmured.
Aoi began to pull back – slowly and gently, mindful of Kazuki, making sure he felt nothing but pleasure. Kazuki found himself clutching at the bed, thinking it was so good, so unlike any lover he ever had before, feeling the combination of flesh and metal stroking him from the inside.
He let out a long, luscious moan as Aoi started to thrust harder, the ornament starting to brush sensitive bundles of nerves now, sending tendrils of pleasure through his body. He moved back against each thrust, wanting to control his own ecstasy, to drive that thing deeper into him still.
“Look at what a hot fuck you are,” Aoi murmured, reaching under Kazuki’s body to stroke his cock. “Look at how you can’t get enough, at all.” He leaned over, lips against the other man’s ear. “Moan louder for me.”
Kazuki didn’t have to be told. He was doing that anyway, letting out low, intense sounds every time Aoi pushed into him, every time that wonderful piece of metal caressed him. The fingers on his cock, stroking him rapidly, were just an extra, just something to push him that much closer to climax. Oh, and it was going to happen, soon . . .
He was flat-out bucking against Aoi now, his skin shining with sweat, his hair matted on his face, every bit of him feeling tense and tight and burning up . . .
Then, Aoi hit THAT spot, and Kazuki let out the near-scream Aoi had promised, thrusting back against him as the come poured from his cock and over Aoi’s fingers, probably onto the mattress as well.
He felt Aoi grip his hips, and heard his lover groan, “Kazuki . . . oh, Kazuki, I’m going to come so hard, baby . . .” One last, hard thrust, and then he cried out as well, clutching at Kazuki harder, finally tumbling to the mattress beside him.
The two men kissed, softly. “Can you move?” Kazuki said.
Aoi shook his head. “Not if my life depended on it.”
“Good,” Kazuki said. “We did well, then.” He snuggled closer to this lover. “I love you,” he murmured.
It was a statement he knew would never be returned, of course. Aoi wasn’t that type. But that didn’t stop Kazuki from saying it.
He reached up and stroked Aoi’s hair, murmuring, “So I guess you like it?”
“I loved every minute of . . .” He paused. “Oh, you meant the belly ring, right?”
“Of course,” Kazuki said. “I got it this afternoon.”
“Yeah, I’d say that one’s a keeper,” Aoi said.
“I wasn’t going to return it!” Kazuki laughed. He kissed Aoi again. “What about me? Am I a keeper?”
Aoi wrapped his arms around him and held him closer. “I don’t mind having you around,” he said.
Kazuki smiled to himself. The tone of Aoi’s voice, the way he hugged him, said a lot more than his words did.
It wasn’t exactly an “I love you,” but it meant more to him than the conventional three little words would.
* * *
Kazuki was back in the jewelry store, studying another jewelry case. “Another belly piercing?” Byou said, approaching him. “How many of those do you have?”
“Oh, enough,” Kazuki said. “But this isn’t for the belly piercing. I decided to get new face piercings this time.”
“He has a thing for metal, doesn’t he?” Byou said. He leaned over and looked at the contents of the case. Maybe he’d pick up one or two of these things for Manabu. They’d look hot on him.
“We both do,” Kazuki said, remembering the feel of the cock piercing rubbing against him, caressing him, making him moan louder and louder . . .
“He still has a belly piercing?” Byou said. “I thought he got rid of that awhile ago?”
Kazuki smiled to himself. What a lovely thing to have a very private secret between you and your lover.
“He did,” he said. “But there’s other things we’ll never get rid of.”
“What does that mean?” Byou said – but then saw the smile on Kazuki’s face. “Never mind.”
Kazuki would have giggled – except he was far from the giggling type. Instead, he said, “Want me to help you pick something out?”
He wanted to share the kind of happiness they had – even if it was from something as small as a piercing.
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Date: 2013-07-20 06:14 am (UTC)loved it keep the smexyness "cumming" lol
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Date: 2013-07-23 04:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-24 02:24 am (UTC)managers should make a "Pierced-Navel" rule.
^^d
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Date: 2013-07-20 06:33 am (UTC)This was reeeeeally good! And you started on the card! :D
I haven't been able to do shit online because I spent the past few days helping a friend take care of her newborn in the hospital and my mom keeps refusing to take me to the library. It'll probably be a month before I start anything /sobs/
But I'm eagerly awaiting the next fic. :3
And a small request? If you could write Reita and Kai having a semi emotional one night stand, it would make my life because I have yet to see SUPER good prony stuff for them and that ship barely gets any love orz
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Date: 2013-07-23 04:48 pm (UTC)I'm two fics into the card, actually - I did the Teasing square before this one. (And don't worry about when you get to your own! The great thing about this challenge is there's no pressure).
As for the request - I can't make any promises on that, because Reita isn't an easy character for me to write (there's a reason he doesn't put in very many appearances in my fics). But if I do develop a muse for him, Kai will probably be the first person I write him with (since it seems a natural fit)!
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Date: 2013-07-23 04:57 pm (UTC)That's one thing I noticed from your fics; you don't include Reita very often. It's almost always the others lol
Reita: *cries*
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Date: 2013-07-20 11:01 am (UTC)This was perfect. You decribed the piercings well and the feel having one and how it affected to the other person as well.
5/5^^
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Date: 2013-07-23 04:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-20 11:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-23 04:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-20 01:07 pm (UTC)thanks for writing!
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Date: 2013-07-23 04:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-20 03:14 pm (UTC)I love Aoi and Kazuki together ^^
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Date: 2013-07-23 04:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-20 03:40 pm (UTC)And as usual, it was really hot and perf <3 THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR WRITING AOIXKAZUKI *hugs* The way you portray them is my favorite because it fits their real life personalities so much (i can easily imagine it happening irl fufufu)
Oh, and i'm definitely waiting for the day Aoi says I love you back to Kazuki because even though he expresses it through different ways, it would be nice to see how you'd write Kazuki's reaction or smth like that ♡
Looking forward to read more from you! <3
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Date: 2013-07-23 05:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-20 08:26 pm (UTC)GAWSH that was hot!!
I'm such a sucker for piercings. XD
<//3
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Date: 2013-07-23 05:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-21 01:37 pm (UTC)Then, Aoi hit THAT spot, and [...]
This thing right here. Please, stop. It's too Fifty Shades of Grey for me to handle. Just write prostate.
Ok. Now that that was settled, this was a nice little pornlet and I like the idea of Aoi's genital piercing. Is it a prince Albert or some other kind? :) I don't really ship Kazuki and Aoi, despite their romance is borderline canonical, hahha, but you write them quite nicely as a couple. :)
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Date: 2013-07-23 05:35 pm (UTC)I envision the piercing as a classic Prince Albert. I actually got the idea from ldybastet's fics - she had it in one chapter of Ruki's Kinky Adventures, and it was too hot not to use! Thanks for reading - I'm glad that you liked the fic even though the pairing usually isn't your thing!
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Date: 2013-07-22 03:24 pm (UTC)Again Aoi is soooo mean!! I think you get his character very well :D
Could you wirte some more, maybe about their trip to their hometown and how they got to know each other plz? <3
And sorry for requesting so much lol
I love you :DDDD
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Date: 2013-07-23 05:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-23 09:08 pm (UTC)I have read that certain interview and got some really romantic images out of it so I was requesting. It is extremly hot in Germany these days so no customers apear were I work and I am killing my time with reading fanfiction and watching pictures at tumblr and play games on my phone 8D
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Date: 2013-07-30 02:11 pm (UTC)