Gift Fic for lilly 3/3
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arashi_exchangeA piece of rainbow for lilly0 Part 3
“Where are we?” Jun nervously looks around the lobby of the modern-looking apartment building, and lets himself be steered to the elevator by Sho. Of course, Jun knows the answer, but he has to ask. The building is after all, located in central Shibuya, and all it does is further highlight Sho’s wealth as Jun watches the numbers in the elevator increase.
“My place, if it isn’t already obvious.”
Jun nods blankly in response, unconsciously pressing himself closer to Sho. He is going to Sho’s place… but for what?
“Are you tired?” Sho’s tone is light, but Jun knows that Sho is asking out of concern – Jun had dozed off mid-drive, since he only had around 2 hours of sleep the night before. Sho’s arm wraps itself around Jun’s waist, before Sho gently noses Jun’s hair affectionately. Jun blushes at the action, finding himself enjoying it too much as he tilts his head towards Sho’s direction.
“Just a little.”
“Hmm.” Sho hums, parting from Jun when the elevator doors finally open at the penthouse level of the apartment mansion. “This is my floor.”
“Of course, you’d have a room on the topmost floor.” Jun mumbles as he follows Sho uncertainly. He isn't ready - or awake enough - to be able to properly interact with Sho in such a raw, intimate setting. No - he needs more sleep to be ready for it, yet it seems he is going to be thrust into that situation either ways.
Well, if Sho wants to be with him, then he will have to learn how to deal with Jun’s impending sleep-deprived grumpy state.
“Come here.” Sho whispers as he opens the door and sweeps Jun across the spacious apartment before Jun can even take a good look at it. “Bedroom. Go and undress.”
Too fast. The panic must have been written all over Jun's face for Sho clucks his tongue, leaning over to press a gentle kiss on Jun's forehead. “Relax. We won't do anything fun yet. Undress. I'll undress too.”
Despite his worry, the patissier finds it impossible to not trust Sho's words. Jun's fumbling fingers finds the buttons of his dress shirt as he begins to clumsily undo them, coordination missing with tiredness, despite the time only being noon. He does not, of course, miss out on Sho’s word of 'yet’. If he isn't so tired, he'd be excited.
Instead, he ends up in a pair of Sho’s sweatpants, length a little too short but well-worn and comfortable. Curling up on top of Sho, Jun wishes he can purr as Sho gently runs his fingers through Jun's hair.
“W-what are we doing?” Jun manages between a yawn.
“We're cuddling. And you're going to sleep.” Sho’s chest rumbles with a chuckle. Jun merely hums, fingers sliding across Sho's bare chest and shoulders to tightly hug him. “I'm not your teddy bear.”
Jun ignores the flippant complaint by curling even more tightly around Sho. Sho smells good - like clean linens with a dash of lemon, although that can easily be the sheets that they are lying on. Soft, silky sheets.
“Shut up. Teddy bears don't talk.” Jun responds a bit too late, already finding himself too comfortable and half-asleep in that position. Perhaps now, Jun can understand why the animals often fell asleep under Sho’s touch - his heavy but smooth, repetitive strokes on Jun's hair easily lulls him deeper into Morpheus’ hold, until all that Jun can do is surrender into it.
~~~~~
’This is not his bed’ - is Jun's first thought when he begins to awaken. The sheets are just as soft, almost silky even, and the duvet he is under is heavy but soothing against his body, tempting Jun to sink back into sleep.
But it is not his bed, and the same warm body he fell asleep against is missing.
“Sho.” Jun mumbles as he slowly sits up, head spinning from having had too much sleep - or too little, once he figures what time it is.
“I’m here.”
Jun whips his head in the direction of the voice, but has to squint at the blurry figure, glasses missing. “Where are my glasses?”
The blurred figure moves closer until Jun can clearly see Sho’s pretty face, gaze soft. Jun tries not to flinch when Sho reaches forward, but widens his eyes in surprise when Sho puts Jun’s glasses on for him instead. Jun's vision snaps into clarity, and blood rushes to his cheeks from their proximity. “I could have put them on by myself you know.”
“I know.” Sho presses his face into Jun's bare shoulder, warm breath heating his cold skin and sending goose bumps down his skin. “But you're so cute with your glasses on. I thought you looked handsome, but with them, you look absolutely devastating.”
Jun is suddenly very inclined to hide his face underneath the duvet. “You're exaggerating.”
His glasses had always been a hindrance to his patisserie school days, although he appreciated that they allowed him privacy on his off days - he was never noticeable once he had them on in Europe, and he finds no reason he'd be any more noticeable in Japan.
“If Nino saw you in them, he'd make you wear them to work and give out samples.”
Jun blanches. “Why?”
The kiss Sho presses against his cheek catches Jun off-guard. “You don't know how charming you are, do you? That'll explain all your shyness in the cafe.”
“I'm not shy!” Jun sputters, face undeniably red and fingers twitching to drag the duvet over his head now. He is not shy… in front of most people besides Sho - and he is convinced that that is the most accurate truth. Sho chuckles, and pushes the duvet off Jun's legs to tug him forward.
“Whatever you say. Come on, it's already 5.30. We should order in something to eat.”
Jun notes that there is a large discrepancy between the Sho he knew from Eden Hall, and the Sho he is interacting with now. This Sho is sweeter, gentler, although Jun is conscious that the darker, teasing Sho that he is familiar with is merely bubbling under the surface, waiting for Jun to become unsuspecting before pouncing. “You have a lot of explaining to do.”
“I do.” Sho's congenial tone does nothing to placate Jun. “But over dinner. I'm hungry, and you would be in what, 5 minutes. Sushi? I know a good place that delivers.”
Jun narrows his eyes, huffing as he crosses his arms and lets himself be led reluctantly into the living room. Sho's apartment is huge - high ceilings with a large stretch of windows that provides a good view of Tokyo's skyline, including the Skytree in the distance. Jun wonders how beautiful the view will turn out to be at night, especially with how beautiful the sky is now - pink and orange. His kitchen is modern as well, the countertops and cabinet following the same dark, frosted steel design theme as the remaining, tasteful furniture in the living room.
“Is there any particular sushi you'd like?”
“Anago.” Jun states instinctively, perking up when Sho merely nods; most sushi restaurants in Tokyo do not deliver - or at least the ones in Jun’s area - moreover deliver something as expensive as Anago. Yet, there appears to be no issue as Sho continues the order with multiple shellfish, tuna, salmon and anago sushi.
Jun has a feeling that this isn't a typical sushi restaurant. He is not going to complain, however. After all, he has not eaten any sushi since his return from Paris, and it is fine time he reacquainted himself with his favourite seafood.
“It'll be here in 20 minutes.”
“Fast.” Jun comments appreciatively as he shuffles in place awkwardly. Sho must have sensed his apprehension, for he immediately gestures for Jun to come closer and pulls him onto the sofa.
“You look like a kitten put in a new environment. Relax, would you?”
Jun glares at the animal metaphor and Sho’s accompanying smirk. “Not until we talk.”
“Okay.” Sho coolly crosses his feet and nods. “What do you want to talk about?”
“Why didn't you tell me you weren't leaving, and if you said no ages ago, why we could still have our meetings.” As Jun asks, his eyes immediately zeroes in on Sho’s hand, the elegant fingers lightly drawing circles on Jun’s skin.
“I haven't taken a vacation for nearly 7 years. HR was more than willing to have me out of the office for 2 weeks. And why I didn't tell you… you were so sweet when you offered to help. I didn't want it to end - our study 'dates’. But then I saw how sad last night and wanted to tell you - no one has ever given me an amulet before, not even my family - but you ran away so quickly.” Sho earnestly grabs Jun's hand before Jun could wrench it away in anger. “Do not misunderstand, kitten. I never wanted to hurt you. I sincerely thought I was going to leave Japan, but then I saw you and I knew I couldn't let you go.”
“You don't even know me.” Jun hesitantly responds, unsure of what to say. A small part of him is angry, but the majority is just relieved that Sho is here, and here to stay.
“No, I don’t. But you’re so, so different from the others – you don’t respond the way others do, so full of spirit.” Sho cups Jun’s cheek, twining the fingers of his other hand with Jun’s, eyes bright with unmistakeable adoration. “So shy, so lost like a kitten, but you don’t give up, claws always out.”
Jun releases the breath he has been holding.
“Do you know why I visit Eden Hall so often, Jun?”
“You like animals?” Jun replies drily, but Sho does not laugh, merely drawing closer to Jun.
“Because I was very lonely. Lonely and bored. Sometimes all I wanted was someone or something to take care of, and animals are far less complicated than humans at times.”
“And I’m not complicated?”
Sho laughs, and kisses Jun. “You are more complicated than anyone I’ve ever met. But I want to know you, Jun. Let me know you.”
Sho was so close to Jun now that Jun’s reply came in a whisper. “I don’t even know you.”
“Do you want to?”
Jun swallows, and bravely pushes his lips against Sho’s as a response. Jun feels a sharp intake of breath from Sho, but does not leave him any additional time to react; winding his arms around Sho’s neck, Jun deepens the kiss, parting his lips and letting his tongue trace the pouty lips he had been tempted to taste from day 1.
“Jun.” Sho murmurs between the kisses, grabbing Jun’s waist to steady the patissier. But that is all he says, taking over and pushing his tongue into Jun’s mouth instead, licking and nipping at Jun’s bottom lip. “What do you want to do? Tell me.”
‘To taste. To learn about you. To find out what makes you tick and lose your composure. ’ is the rush of thought that goes through Jun’s mind as Jun crawls onto Sho’s lap, wanting to press even closer.
A hand reaches up to finger the edge of his pants, and Jun shudders at the light touch, curling his finger around Sho’s dark hair as he whines into Sho’s mouth.
They have just started, but Jun wants more.
Rinnnnnnnnng.
“That would be our dinner.”
Jun huffs and glares irritably at the door as Sho forces some distance between them to answer the door.
“Stop glaring at the door, Jun. It did nothing to you.” Sho placates, lowering the box directly between Jun’s line of sight to the door. The action effectively breaks Jun’s focus, and he blinks rapidly as he tries to read the name of the restaurant on the take-out bag. He’s unsure if he has ever heard of the well-known sushi restaurant ever doing deliveries before, but this is Sho, so he tries to be unsurprised.
“Do you like calling people kitten?” Jun curiously asks when Sho hands him a pair of chopsticks, stomach growling at the sight of all the opened sushi boxes. Sho had ordered half a dozen of anago sushi, making Jun forget about their rude interruption. “You call me that sometimes.”
“When you’re being particularly kitten-like, of course. But no, I just use that with you.”
The confession has Jun’s heart fluttering in possessive delight, but he hides his pleasure behind one piece of anago sushi, hurriedly biting into it before Sho can observe the silly smile that has come onto Jun’s face. The explosion of flavour, however, has Jun moaning, falling back onto the sofa with a look of marvel in his eyes, focusing entirely on the half-bitten piece of anago sushi.
“This is so good. How did you find out about this sushi restaurant – I could go there just for this.”
“They have the best shellfish sushi I’ve ever had in Tokyo. I know the chef there personally because I’ve been there too often and he knows I like my shellfish.”
Jun suddenly notices that three pieces of ark shell sushi is already gone, Sho having already decimated them in the timespan Jun took to bite half of his anago sushi. Stifling a laughter, Jun cheekily kicks Sho’s calves. “Make sure you save some of them for me, you sea otter.”
Sho returns Jun’s smile with a smirk of his own, “Then make sure to leave me at least one anago sushi, kitten.”
“For that, I’m going to finish them all.”
~~~~~
Jun is irrationally nervous. Not because he is uncomfortable in Sho’s presence, but rather because Sho is suddenly exhibiting such childlike excitement over the prospects of eating Jun’s cheesecake. Honestly, it is just a cheesecake.
“A cheesecake you made for me, which means a lot.” Sho corrects as he retrieves a single spoon from the drawer and the cheesecake from the fridge. “I’ve been waiting to eat this, but I wanted you to be awake.”
“Why?”
“So that you can see me eat it.” Sho grins widely. “And so that I could share it with you. Come here.”
Jun falters when Sho takes a seat on the sofa and deliberately pats between his legs, the cheesecake and spoon still resting next to him. “Where is here?”
“On my lap, of course.” Sho clucks his tongue impatiently and tugs Jun forward to straddle his thighs. He sniggers when Jun lets out a yelp, hands instantly reaching out to grab Sho’s shoulders to balance himself. Once no longer feeling as though he’d fall, Jun lets out an annoyed huff which Sho ignores entirely. Instead, the man eagerly opens the Tupperware and rests it between their bodies, the smell of cheesecake reaching Jun’s nose. “Much better. Now, for dessert.”
Jun feels like a trapped cat in that position. Whereas he knows that he can unseat himself at any one point of time, Sho’s presence pins him, once again, to his current position. Jun’s eyes are wide as Sho takes a spoonful of cake and brings it slowly to his mouth. Each action is clearly deliberate - the slow motions a sign that Sho wants Jun to pay attention.
And Jun does, eyes locking onto the way Sho’s pink lips wrap around the silver spoon and cake, tongue peeking out to momentarily lick his lips. Scratch Sho’s hands - his mouth is equally sinful.
“This is excellent.” Sho praises, fixing his eyes onto Jun as they stare at each other, hand taking up another spoonful of cake and bringing it to Jun's lips. The soft creamy interior of the souffle cheesecake grazes his lips. “Why don't you try, Jun?”
It is a challenge, and Jun knows it.
So, Jun slowly opens his mouth, keeping his eyes on Sho’s dark brown - almost black - eyes as Sho inserts the spoon into his mouth. Jun intentionally bites lightly on the spoon, letting the quiet ‘clink’ echo between the two of them, and then let go. With the patience of a saint (and the intentions of a devil), he makes sure to lick every inch of the spoon as Sho pulls it out, using the smallest, tiniest of kitten licks.
Jun pretends to ignore the growing hardness pressing against his inner thigh. He also pretends that he isn’t feeling blood pool into his own arousal.
“Would you like another bite?” Sho’s voice is tense - brittle with barely restrained emotions.
The tension in the air is palpable, and there is an unspoken understanding that neither of the two had truly tasted the cake; all that Jun’s mouth tastes, and wants to taste, is Sho.
“Maybe we should save it for breakfast tomorrow morning.” Jun manages, heat swirling in his gut as he tightens his grip momentarily on Sho’s shoulders, then relaxes. Sliding a hand to cup Sho’s cheek, Jun curls forward to press an open-mouthed kiss against the side of Sho’s mouth. “We can have a different type of… dessert.”
In a flurry of action, Sho has the cheesecake set aside and is holding Jun closer, hand weaving into Jun’s hair and tugging at the strands. Jun gasps at the sudden action, a soft whine escaping him as the need to undress escalate: he wants to feel Sho close to him, something more intimate than sleeping on his chest as he did early this day. Jun’s desire is fed by months of sexual tension and teasing, and now that he knows that Sho is willing to give in… Jun wants him and everything Sho can give.
“It’s my birthday.”
“So, it is.” Sho massages Jun’s head in a way that has Jun nearly purring in pleasure. “Do you want something?”
There is an unmistakable tease, and Jun growls. “You know what I want.”
Sho’s fingers freezes mid-scratch, before roughly tugging Jun up to gaze seriously at Sho. “You think you know what you want, kitten, but are you really ready for it?”
There it is - the dark promise, one that offers Jun something far different from Jun’s previous, short-termed lovers. Those nights had been clumsy motions and blind pursuit of temporary gratification. This, however… Sho wants - or rather, he demands - something from Jun, while he offers something more precious in return. This is like jumping into the deep end of the pool, one that Jun knows he will not want to get out from; An electric connection between him and Sho, having been fuelled continuous by biweekly teasing and so much unresolved sexual tension.
And Jun hates to admit it, but the use of ‘kitten’ turns him on as much as it annoys him.
Biting his lip nervously, Jun curls to rub his head against Sho’s cheek as a response, flicking his tongue shyly under Sho’s jaw. The action causes Sho to stiffen instantly, hands flying to Jun’s hip and squeezing appreciatively.
“I’m ready.”
Sho releases a pleased sound, but remains ramrod straight, expression serious. “I’ll need a safe word, Jun.”
That, on the other word, confuses Jun. “Safe word?” How intense is this going to be?
Sho gently soothes away Jun’s confusion with the return of his stroking of Jun’s hair and back. Such actions, Jun realizes, are dangerous, for they easily lull his uncertainty into non-existence. “I plan on doing many things to you, kitten. I need a safe word.”
It is slightly frightening how quickly Jun finds himself quieted by Sho - he had always been envious of the animals that had Sho’s affections and attentions, yet never once does Jun expect himself to react as strongly as he currently is.
There is trust, but maybe too much, as he finds it difficult to search for an appropriate word on a whim.
“Nintendo?”
Sho nods patiently, and relaxes. “Very well. Now, stand up and undress, kitten.”
Jun shivers at the deep baritone, but finds it impossible to disobey. However, as he stands before Sho, Jun cannot help but hesitate, glancing at the wide window that spans the entire wall, now with a beautiful nightscape of Shibuya and Nerima. There are no curtains present, with only a discernible film that Jun figures controlled the amount of sunlight that can enter the room during the day, but he has no idea if they can grant him any privacy either.
Yet Sho shows no unease, watching Jun intently with his own obvious hard-on tenting at his sweatpants, and showing no signs that he would reciprocate with removing his own clothes at any time soon.
“The window…”
“Don't worry, kitten. No one can see you through that… Maybe.” Sho leans forward to rest his elbows on his knees. “That doesn't change the order, Jun. Undress. I want to see you.”
Jun shivers again, and begins the slow undoing of the drawstrings, fingers trembling ever so slightly.
“You feel uncomfortable being watched by others.” Sho begins as he rakes across Jun’s body, eyes scanning the contours of Jun’s skin as it is slowly exposed. “I noticed, because you always look annoyed after Nino sends you to hand out samples. It's probably why you prefer working in the kitchen, isn't it? But it’s different when it is me that is watching you.”
Sho reaches out to grab Jun’s hands, and pulls him to straddle Sho’s thighs again in a similar position. This time however, Jun is fully naked, erection unabashedly upright between his and Sho’s bodies, tip shiny with precome.
Jun lets out a short whine when his erection grazes Sho’s bulge, body already feeling too warm from all the attention.
“No, instead, you're the one who is always watching me. I've seen the way you looked at me whenever I'm touching any of the animals, Jun. Do you get jealous of them - jealous that they get my attention?”
Jun jerks as Sho’s hand suddenly pinches his nipples roughly, and he whines as he clutches at Sho's shoulders. “Oh fuck, Sho…”
“I asked a question, Jun. Are you jealous?” For someone asking - no, demanding, for an answer, Sho's voice is sweet, even as he twists and flicks the pert buds.
“Y-yes.” Jun chokes, the red flush reaching his cheeks. “I w-was.”
Sho’s fingers freezes, voice confused as he clarifies, “Was?”
“I have your attention now, don't I?”
Sho’s confusion melts into amusement, hands sliding to stroke Jun’s prominent collarbones, then wraps around his neck. Sho's thumbs rest precariously in the hollow of Jun’s throat, and he presses firmly enough to only assert the power balance between them. “That is true. But the real question is … are you a good pet, kitten?”
Jun is very much tempted to say no, just to see how Sho will respond; however, self-preservation makes Jun nod timidly instead, chest tight with anticipation. “I think I've been very good.”
“Oh? You'll have to show me, kitten. Then maybe…,” Sho pointedly smirks at Jun's erection as he twirls a finger around a stray lock of hair at Jun's nape. “I’ll give you a reward. Do you want to prove that you're a good pet, kitten?”
“Please.”
A fresh coil of satisfaction settles in Jun's gut when Sho looks at him with approval. There is very little indication that Sho is as affected as Jun is towards Sho, but Jun knows that he is saying the right things and pressing the right buttons. But he'd have to do the next thing perfectly to drive Sho insane. His perfectionist nature refuses to do anything less, despite the tiny part of him feeling afraid.
Afraid of what Sho might ask him to do, even though Jun knows that Sho will not ask him to do something dangerous or uncomfortable.
But Sho merely raises his hand to Jun’s lips, eyes dark (so dark) as he croons, “Lick.”
Fuck.
The request is a double-edged sword, and Jun knows that Sho knows that; because Sho is as aware of Jun’s obsession of Sho’s hand as Jun is, and Jun knows as well that if he plays his cards right, he’d have Sho craving to take him on the very sofa.
Taking Sho’s hands in both hands, Jun reverently runs his fingers down Sho’s finger pads, finally allowed to play with the hands he has been intently watching for the past two months.
And he licks. Kitten licks that slowly wet the skin. He starts with Sho’s index finger, and laps all the way down to his palm.
All the way down to where his wrists meets his palm, then Sho’s middle finger. His ring finger. Jun traces the veins on the back of Sho's hand with kisses and small sweeps of his tongue.
The slow but obscene worship of Sho’s hands is something Jun had never expected to be able to do, yet here he is, laving and suckling on Sho’s fingers like a new-born kitten as Sho watches him, attention thoroughly transfixed on the act.
There is no point denying how turned on the both are. Jun’s cock is freely leaking precome at this point, despite having not been touched at all; his breathing is short, a whine so close to leaving his throat while Sho proceeds to grab Jun’s hip so tightly, Jun wonders if it will bruise.
“Stop.”
Jun stops, motions freezing as he removes Sho’s fingers from his mouth, and a thin string of saliva connects his wet lips to the phalanges. The whine that has been building up in Jun lets itself be known, and Sho hushes the noise with the gentle massage of Jun’s hip.
“P-please, Sho-san,” Jun hears himself talking, feeling too hot, too dizzy with want. “P-please. I’ve been good. I want—Fuck!” He cries out incomprehensibly when Sho promptly answers his pleading; Sho wraps his wet palm around the flushed erection between their bodies, and squeezes it teasingly as Jun nearly jerks out of Sho’s lap in the unexpected burst of pleasure.
Fuck.
Writhing, Jun scrambles his fingers against Sho’s warm - no, burning - skin. Somewhere in between, a thin layer of sweat has formed on both their bodies despite the air-conditioning working to ward off the summer heat. But despite the evident heat building between and within them, Sho remains dubiously calm, with only the mildest hitching of breaths and straining erection - still clothed but with a conspicuous dark stain on the fabric - betraying his desire.
“Yes, kitten. You’ve been very good.” Sho’s strained tone belies his confident and wicked grin as he slowly pumps the hot organ in his hand. “You deserve your reward, so watch my hand, kitten. You love my hands, don't you? Watch them as they give you your reward.”
Jun keens, and cries out as he scratches red marks into Sho’s shoulder, eyes instinctively looking down where Sho’s hand and his aching cock connects in a slick grasp, lubricated by his saliva and precome. If there is any shred of dignity left in Jun, he may have been blushing at how obscenely filthy the act is.
But there is nothing left in his mind besides Sho, Sho, Sho - hands, large hands and long fingers, touching, stroking, so beautiful, finally, FUCK, brain awash with white-hot pleasure and coiling need.
“That’s it, kitten. Watch yourself fall apart by my hands.” Sho quickens his strokes and tightens his grip, groaning when Jun moans and curses at the action, eyes fluttering.
He wants to watch. With colourful vision and the temptation to simply close his eyes to savour what feels like the most intense hand job he has ever experienced, Jun obeys, cries and whines getting increasingly louder with each stroke, but he forces himself to watch.
“Have you ever stroked yourself, imagining that it was my hand wrapped around your cock instead? Imagined yourself on my lap, like a good pet?” Sho’s sweet croon is punctuated by the obscene slick sound of his hand on Jun’s cock, incongruity adding fuel to Jun’s arousal at how kinky and intense the entire situation is becoming.
Hours ago, he had thought Sho was going to leave him permanently; now, he is on said man’s lap, having consented to what is possibly pet play and giving into his fantasies of having Sho as something akin to a master.
Jun does not like submitting to anyone, but he does not mind submitting to Sho. He had fantasized, but he has never imagined them to come true in such a manner.
“Y-yes.” Jun babbles, nodding incomprehensibly as his hips twitch in incremental movements, slowly fucking his cock into Sho’s hand. The friction and sight of Sho’s hand around him is too much, but at the same time, there is something else that Jun wants. “But I want… I want you. Want you in me.”
Sho squeezes Jun, causing him to cry out at the sudden pressure. “You will, kitten. Soon.” Tugging Jun’s head forward, Sho presses an open-mouthed kiss against the cartilage of Jun’s ear, hot, moist air sending shivers down his over-sensitized body. “There is no way I’d let you leave after this, I hope you know that, Jun. You’re too beautiful when you’re at work, and when you’re like this – open for me and so…kitten-like. You know what you want, don’t you, kitten? And you’re going to get it from me by tonight.”
“Sho-san…” Jun begs. He is so strung up – nerves on fire, wanting.
But he continues to be ignored.
“That was why you put on such a show, didn’t you? Licking my hand and sucking it like your life depended on it – you knew how much it affected me, didn’t you, kitten? Well…” Sho twists his wrist, and Jun whimpers, digging his nails into skin - he is so aroused beyond his own comprehension, and Sho hasn’t even fucked him yet; would Sho actually do so tonight, Jun isn’t sure, but he knows he is going to come, whether Sho has the intention of letting him to do so or not.
No longer able to keep his eyes open, Jun hides his face into Sho’s shoulder. “I’m going to - Sho-san, Sho-san…” he whimpers, chest tight with pleasure.
“You can come, kitten.” Sho coos, gently petting Jun’s hair with his free hand, then suddenly, twisting his fingers with the strands and pulling hard.
Jun cries out - or was that a scream - when the sharpness of pain roughly drags the orgasm out of him, body thrashing and bucking as he comes in thick white streams over Sho’s hand. His body is taut as the hedonistic bliss washes over him, only Sho’s grip on Jun keeping him from falling over.
“Oh fuck. Sho-san…” Jun whimpers as he slumps against Sho, feeling boneless at the whole act. It was the most intense orgasm he has ever had, far better than what he had experienced, be it by himself or with others. Tucking in his head into the crook of Sho’s shoulder, Jun lets out a soft snuffle of satisfaction, and kisses the hot skin that was there.
“Happy birthday to me.”
“Did you think that was it, kitten?” Sho suddenly husks, his own arousal poking into Jun’s inner thigh like a reminder of its existence. “You’ve got me this hard, Jun. With your licking and how beautiful you looked when you came… tell me, what are you going to do now?”
Nuzzling into Sho’s cheek and with his own cheeks aflame, Jun keeps his voice innocent and lazy as he asks, “What do you want me to do for you, Sho-san?”
Sho kisses his forehead, and taps Jun’s shoulder as a sign for him to stand. “I want to see you on your knees for me, kitten.”
Jun’s mouth dries, actions almost careless and hurried as he goes down to his knees. What was it that he said back then, when he saw Sho and Reiko? If Sho asked him to, Jun would gladly go onto his knees for him…
Sho’s gaze is relaxed and unashamed as he pushes his pants down to his ankles, Jun helping him remove them and pushing it out of sight. Once legs and cock free, Jun automatically crawls between them, mouth-watering. There is that temptation to make Sho ask - or rather, order - Jun, but the desire to catch Sho by surprise is far greater; he wants to see how Sho will respond.
Circling his fingers around the hot organ, Jun raises his eyes to Sho, only nudging his glasses back into proper position for a moment, before gauging Sho’s reaction as he tests the weight of Sho’s cock in his hands. His first thought is how beautiful Sho looks, eyes hooded and intense as they look down at Jun, expression challenging despite their languidity. Sho’s hands settle into Jun’s hair once again as Jun dutifully takes Sho into his mouth.
The mild sweet salty of precome against Jun’s tongue has him moaning, hands gripping tightly onto Sho’s thighs as he begins to suck at the leaking head.
“What a good pet.” Sho croons, smooth tone hitching in pleasure. “I didn’t even ask and you already knew what to do. Did you already want my cock, kitten?”
Jun nods, feeling saliva slip out of the corner of his mouth from how full his mouth is with Sho. Sho’s cock pulses, thick vein palpable against his tongue as Sho’s thighs tremble.
“You look as though you’re made for it, kitten. Mouth wide and drooling around my cock. It pleases me so much to see you like this. So pretty, kitten, so pretty and eager for me.”
Jun whines, unable to help himself. He never thought himself to have a praise kink, yet Sho is digging up so many unknown desires, secrets and cravings. His arousal stirs, cock hardening despite having already come less than 5 minutes ago.
Sho’s thighs tremble when the man groans suddenly, but Jun cannot celebrate - he is pulled away, a confused sound leaving him. “Sho-san… but, you didn’t com – mmph.”
Sho interrupts him a fierce kiss, pulling him down against the sofa cushions and pushing him onto his back. “Don’t worry; I will take what is mine today, kitten; and I will have you screaming my name at the end of tonight.”
Jun mewls.
“Get on your hands and knees, kitten. Facing the window. I’m going to grab what we need from the bedroom.”
As soon as Sho stands up and walks away, Jun shakily does what he is told, cock hardening even further in anticipation. As he looks up at the mirror, he realizes that besides the lights from the city outside, he can also see his reflection clearly staring back at him. The nightscape is beautiful, moon staring at him from near the top, but it is what he looks like that has him fascinated him.
Debauched, skin shiny with sweat. Jun cannot see the colour of his own skin, but he will not be surprised if it is pink, body trembling with excitement. Is this the reason why Sho had him face the window? So that Jun can see what he’d look like as Sho fucked him from behind, to see himself be driven into insanity with ecstasy?
His thoughts are interrupted by a hot hand on the small of his back, Sho having returned with a bottle of lube in his hand and condom already on his cock. Sho stares at Jun through the mirror, and their eyes meet.
“You’re so hot like this, Jun. Look at yourself, kitten – on your hands and knees, presenting yourself to me. You’re so beautiful.”
A click echoes in the room, and Jun looks at the image of Sho squirting copious amount of lubricant on his hand. Eyes transfixed on Jun, Sho smirks, making a show of slicking up his cock with lubricant before smearing the remaining on his fingers.
However, he does not take his time preparing Jun, slipping a slicked finger into Jun’s hole and only waiting long enough for Jun to relax before pumping it in and out quickly, watching Jun’s reaction all the while through his mirror.
On the other hand, Jun’s hands are shaking as he tries to support himself amidst the sensations. He hasn’t been with a man in so long that his body is still unfamiliar with the intrusion, and he instinctively clenches down at the foreign finger.
“Relax, kitten. You’re so tight around me.” Sho’s hot palm slides to massage at the nape of his neck, voice relaxed despite his own erection so hard, it looks painful to Jun. “I don’t want to hurt you, Jun, so relax.”
“It feels so full.” Jun whines, arching his back into Sho’s touch. “I-I…”
Sho shushes him. “It’s only a finger, kitten. It’s been a while for you, hasn’t it?” At Jun’s nod, Sho continues. “Breathe. Just relax around it. I’ll take care of you.”
That’s right. Sho will take care of Jun. He shudders, and breathes in deep. Fuck…
“That’s it, kitten.” Sho’s finger exits momentarily, only to reinsert itself alongside another finger at the following thrust.
“Ah! S-Sho-san, p-please.” Jun cries out, but unsure truly, what he is asking for. The intrusion does not hurt as much as he had expected it to, but the fullness has him gasping for air and scrambling at the leather under him. “It’s too m-much.”
“It’s too much, but you want more, don’t you, kitten?”
Sho is not wrong.
“I’ll give you more.” The fingers in him crooks slightly to graze at an old, forgotten spot – and Jun shouts a series of curses as his knees weaken. At the next prod, his arms fail him, leaving Jun’s cheek pressing against the sofa as he begs for more, for Sho.
Forget the fullness – Jun wants Sho in him.
“Give it to me, Sho. Please. I want it. Fuck me, take me.” Jun begs, wriggling his ass towards Sho in hopes to tempt him. Sho is deliberately pressing against his prostate now, but Jun cannot see if Sho is still looking at him – he is too busy stopping himself from coming, pressure coiling in his spine.
But Jun does not want to come until Sho is in him. “Please, Sho-san. I’ve been a good boy.”
The fingers within him stops, and Jun would have thrashed in annoyance had Sho not firmly press his shoulders onto the couch.
“You mean pet, kitten. You’ve been a good pet. And you’re right. Good pets deserve rewards, don’t they?”
Jun swallows thickly, and feels the cushion flanking his thighs sinking by an added weight. Sho’s hands release him to grab his hips, and Jun forces his arms to work again to see – he wants to see Sho take him.
Despite the trembling muscles, Jun has no regrets doing so. A tiny mewl of anticipation bubbles at his lips when he sees Sho’s face settle into something of concentration, and pressure of something blunter and thicker pressing at his entrance.
“Keep your eyes on the mirror, kitten.” Sho’s order bleeds into a groan as he slowly pushes in, forehead scrunching up with focus. “Watch me as I fuck you until all you remember is my name, as I make you mine.”
“Sho— so b-big.” Jun chokes at the pressure, at the fullness. “Give it to me, give everything to me.”
“Beg. Beg for my cock, kitten.” Sho rumbles out, hair falling in front of his eyes as he finally sinks to the hilt, balls pressing against Jun’s ass.
“I want your cock. Wanted you to fuck me since you shot me that insanely hot smile of yours in Eden Hall and called me a fucking kitten. Please, Sho.” Jun whimpers – Sho is not moving still, and Jun needs him to move. “I’ve been yours since I’ve met you. So, take me; fuck me and make me scream your name.”
Sho’s fingers tighten on Jun’s hips, and his lips are bright red as he grunts in approval. There is a tangible shift – from the calm, in control Sho that jerked Jun off – into one that is equally handsome, but more tantalizing and wild. Like an animal prepared to mark and defend his possession. If Jun had been attracted to the put-together Sho that he saw outside of Sho’s home, he is entirely spellbound to this Sho.
“I want you.”
“You’ll have me.” Sho rumbles. Their eyes lock on the glass.
Jun releases a wrecked moan as Sho pulls out for the first time, the smooth glide and sensation of Sho tugging against the edges of his hole sending Jun to delirium. Sho groans as he pushes back in, and Jun watches - watches as Sho bends forward, pressing his chest against Jun’s back, mounting him, and wraps a hand under Jun’s chin. Sho forces Jun's head up, keeping their faces pressed close to each other, close enough for Sho lave his tongue across Jun's temple, not caring that Jun's glasses are askew.
Jun feels so possessed, he can scarcely breathe.
“You're so hot and tight around me, Jun. You feel so good.” Sho breathes directly in Jun's ear, thrusts picking up in force, but not yet in speed. “Open your eyes, kitten. Look at us, and at Tokyo.”
Jun opens them, mouth open with a string of mewls continuously leaving him. He had not realized he had his eyes closed.
“Tokyo is watching us, kitten. Watching as I take you and make you mine.” Sho growls, and Jun gasps, pushing back against Sho at an inward thrust. It is a demand for more, and together with the clenching of his muscles around Sho, Jun manages to drag a ragged moan of his name from Sho.
Sho gets the message, quickening and intent on giving the both of them what they want. His grip on Jun's neck and hip tighten, pulling him up to a mildly adjusted angle that sends Jun howling Sho’s name at the next stroke.
“Sho - please!” Jun begs, head thrown backwards and eyes fluttering in incomprehensible ecstasy as his cock leaks onto the sofa beneath him. Sho's growls and grunts are close to Jun's ear, reverberating from the high ceilings as he pounds into Jun.
Sho chuckles breathlessly, “I can feel you tightening around me. Are you close, kitten? Going to come for me?”
Jun shakes - a fine trembling that is a sign of what is to come, but he needs something more. “I n-need… please, Sho-san. Please let me come!”
“Open your eyes, kitten.”
Jun forces them open. Holding them open, and holding his entire body in that position takes up most of his energy and whatever shred of focus he has left, his only support being Sho’s hand around his neck and Sho’s cock pressed deep within him, plundering his body like a pirate set loose in a treasure trove.
What an image they make.
“I’ll let you come, but only if you keep watching. Can you do that, Jun?”
Can Jun do that? He doesn't think so, but he needs release, and the challenging gaze shines through Sho's reflection on the mirror.
“Yes.” Jun gasps as the next thrusts has Sho’s cock pressing directly at his prostate, the bright yellow-white lights of Tokyo blurring. “Yes, fuck, please let me come.”
Sho's hand drop from his neck, and Jun's entire body strains from having to keep his head up. The feat becomes near impossible when said hand wraps around Jun’s cock, the searing touch like electricity, causing Jun's back to arch. There is no more air left in him to scream, only white-hot ecstasy as Sho begins to stroke him in tandem to his powerful thrusts.
“Go on then, kitten. Come for me.” Jun hears Sho groan, clearly at the end of his own control as well. The thought forces him to open his eyes once again, wanting to see Sho fall apart.
“God, you're so beautiful.” Sho breaths, and Jun's body tenses, drawing tight and clenching around the hardness that is Sho as his orgasm bursts out of him, leaving him whining and gasping for Sho as his vision turns bright.
Then he slumps, mewling contently as he watches with lazy eyes at Sho; Sho, who groans and continues to take his pleasure in Jun's pliant body.
It only takes him a few moments for Sho to stiffen, groaning Jun's name against Jun's back as he empties into the warm body beneath him. Jun merely sighs, feeling sated and utterly used. Despite having only woken up less than 2, maybe 3 hours ago, he feels tired, wanting to curl up around Sho and sleep, then wake up to Sho for another round of sex, maybe.
“Okay?” Sho asks, sounding breathless as he removes himself from Jun, and carefully pulls Jun up along with him as they stand. Or well, as Jun tries to stand. His legs feel like jelly, post-coital haze settling on his mind as he instinctively leans into Sho’s steady frame. Jun hums when Sho hugs him, nuzzling Jun's hair.
“Perfect. Sticky. Sleepy.”
“Shower first then?” Sho asks, but begins pulling Jun in the direction of what Jun presumed the bathroom was at. He is too satisfied to really care, nor be embarrassed when he asks, “Can I stay over tonight?”
Sho laughs, stopping momentarily to lightly kiss Jun - a stark contrast for his earlier treatment of Jun; this one is gentle, a slow savour of teeth and tongue.
“You can stay whenever, kitten. You're mine.”
~~~~~September // Cat Souffle Cheesecake~~~~~
It's the first Wednesday after their O-bon week closure, and Jun is not ready to see Sho in Eden Hall. For one, he had already seen Sho the night before (there was no sex involved - Sho had to deal with errant writers in the afternoon, and Jun had to deal with an over affection Tarou, still mopey after Sho’s 'departure’), and he is not looking forward to seeing Sho rub in his face how well the man is with animals.
It is illogical to bristle in unhappiness when he knows that there is no real reason to be jealous of animals, especially when he knows Sho is his… but the man can be so annoying still.
But he kind of wants to see Sho anyway, so he wordlessly prepares an order of September's special - Souffle cheesecake with a chocolate cat tail and ears, makes his excuses and heads up to Eden Hall at 2.55pm.
In there, he waits. Ignoring Aiba’s sympathetic, “Sho-chan’s not coming by today, Matsujun. You know this.”, he waits, and stares at the door. His heart begins to thud when the animals suddenly become more excited, even the typically quiet Yoshimoto coming out of from under the chair to bark at the door.
3pm.
The bird-shaped bell above the door chimes.
Jun pretends to be annoyed when Sho is greeted by a pile of eager animals, clamouring for his attention but obediently sits when told to, but a corner of his lips twitches upwards. Especially when Sho looks right at him as he strokes Reiko’s head.
~~~~~FIN~~~~~
lilly0 Part 3“Where are we?” Jun nervously looks around the lobby of the modern-looking apartment building, and lets himself be steered to the elevator by Sho. Of course, Jun knows the answer, but he has to ask. The building is after all, located in central Shibuya, and all it does is further highlight Sho’s wealth as Jun watches the numbers in the elevator increase.
“My place, if it isn’t already obvious.”
Jun nods blankly in response, unconsciously pressing himself closer to Sho. He is going to Sho’s place… but for what?
“Are you tired?” Sho’s tone is light, but Jun knows that Sho is asking out of concern – Jun had dozed off mid-drive, since he only had around 2 hours of sleep the night before. Sho’s arm wraps itself around Jun’s waist, before Sho gently noses Jun’s hair affectionately. Jun blushes at the action, finding himself enjoying it too much as he tilts his head towards Sho’s direction.
“Just a little.”
“Hmm.” Sho hums, parting from Jun when the elevator doors finally open at the penthouse level of the apartment mansion. “This is my floor.”
“Of course, you’d have a room on the topmost floor.” Jun mumbles as he follows Sho uncertainly. He isn't ready - or awake enough - to be able to properly interact with Sho in such a raw, intimate setting. No - he needs more sleep to be ready for it, yet it seems he is going to be thrust into that situation either ways.
Well, if Sho wants to be with him, then he will have to learn how to deal with Jun’s impending sleep-deprived grumpy state.
“Come here.” Sho whispers as he opens the door and sweeps Jun across the spacious apartment before Jun can even take a good look at it. “Bedroom. Go and undress.”
Too fast. The panic must have been written all over Jun's face for Sho clucks his tongue, leaning over to press a gentle kiss on Jun's forehead. “Relax. We won't do anything fun yet. Undress. I'll undress too.”
Despite his worry, the patissier finds it impossible to not trust Sho's words. Jun's fumbling fingers finds the buttons of his dress shirt as he begins to clumsily undo them, coordination missing with tiredness, despite the time only being noon. He does not, of course, miss out on Sho’s word of 'yet’. If he isn't so tired, he'd be excited.
Instead, he ends up in a pair of Sho’s sweatpants, length a little too short but well-worn and comfortable. Curling up on top of Sho, Jun wishes he can purr as Sho gently runs his fingers through Jun's hair.
“W-what are we doing?” Jun manages between a yawn.
“We're cuddling. And you're going to sleep.” Sho’s chest rumbles with a chuckle. Jun merely hums, fingers sliding across Sho's bare chest and shoulders to tightly hug him. “I'm not your teddy bear.”
Jun ignores the flippant complaint by curling even more tightly around Sho. Sho smells good - like clean linens with a dash of lemon, although that can easily be the sheets that they are lying on. Soft, silky sheets.
“Shut up. Teddy bears don't talk.” Jun responds a bit too late, already finding himself too comfortable and half-asleep in that position. Perhaps now, Jun can understand why the animals often fell asleep under Sho’s touch - his heavy but smooth, repetitive strokes on Jun's hair easily lulls him deeper into Morpheus’ hold, until all that Jun can do is surrender into it.
~~~~~
’This is not his bed’ - is Jun's first thought when he begins to awaken. The sheets are just as soft, almost silky even, and the duvet he is under is heavy but soothing against his body, tempting Jun to sink back into sleep.
But it is not his bed, and the same warm body he fell asleep against is missing.
“Sho.” Jun mumbles as he slowly sits up, head spinning from having had too much sleep - or too little, once he figures what time it is.
“I’m here.”
Jun whips his head in the direction of the voice, but has to squint at the blurry figure, glasses missing. “Where are my glasses?”
The blurred figure moves closer until Jun can clearly see Sho’s pretty face, gaze soft. Jun tries not to flinch when Sho reaches forward, but widens his eyes in surprise when Sho puts Jun’s glasses on for him instead. Jun's vision snaps into clarity, and blood rushes to his cheeks from their proximity. “I could have put them on by myself you know.”
“I know.” Sho presses his face into Jun's bare shoulder, warm breath heating his cold skin and sending goose bumps down his skin. “But you're so cute with your glasses on. I thought you looked handsome, but with them, you look absolutely devastating.”
Jun is suddenly very inclined to hide his face underneath the duvet. “You're exaggerating.”
His glasses had always been a hindrance to his patisserie school days, although he appreciated that they allowed him privacy on his off days - he was never noticeable once he had them on in Europe, and he finds no reason he'd be any more noticeable in Japan.
“If Nino saw you in them, he'd make you wear them to work and give out samples.”
Jun blanches. “Why?”
The kiss Sho presses against his cheek catches Jun off-guard. “You don't know how charming you are, do you? That'll explain all your shyness in the cafe.”
“I'm not shy!” Jun sputters, face undeniably red and fingers twitching to drag the duvet over his head now. He is not shy… in front of most people besides Sho - and he is convinced that that is the most accurate truth. Sho chuckles, and pushes the duvet off Jun's legs to tug him forward.
“Whatever you say. Come on, it's already 5.30. We should order in something to eat.”
Jun notes that there is a large discrepancy between the Sho he knew from Eden Hall, and the Sho he is interacting with now. This Sho is sweeter, gentler, although Jun is conscious that the darker, teasing Sho that he is familiar with is merely bubbling under the surface, waiting for Jun to become unsuspecting before pouncing. “You have a lot of explaining to do.”
“I do.” Sho's congenial tone does nothing to placate Jun. “But over dinner. I'm hungry, and you would be in what, 5 minutes. Sushi? I know a good place that delivers.”
Jun narrows his eyes, huffing as he crosses his arms and lets himself be led reluctantly into the living room. Sho's apartment is huge - high ceilings with a large stretch of windows that provides a good view of Tokyo's skyline, including the Skytree in the distance. Jun wonders how beautiful the view will turn out to be at night, especially with how beautiful the sky is now - pink and orange. His kitchen is modern as well, the countertops and cabinet following the same dark, frosted steel design theme as the remaining, tasteful furniture in the living room.
“Is there any particular sushi you'd like?”
“Anago.” Jun states instinctively, perking up when Sho merely nods; most sushi restaurants in Tokyo do not deliver - or at least the ones in Jun’s area - moreover deliver something as expensive as Anago. Yet, there appears to be no issue as Sho continues the order with multiple shellfish, tuna, salmon and anago sushi.
Jun has a feeling that this isn't a typical sushi restaurant. He is not going to complain, however. After all, he has not eaten any sushi since his return from Paris, and it is fine time he reacquainted himself with his favourite seafood.
“It'll be here in 20 minutes.”
“Fast.” Jun comments appreciatively as he shuffles in place awkwardly. Sho must have sensed his apprehension, for he immediately gestures for Jun to come closer and pulls him onto the sofa.
“You look like a kitten put in a new environment. Relax, would you?”
Jun glares at the animal metaphor and Sho’s accompanying smirk. “Not until we talk.”
“Okay.” Sho coolly crosses his feet and nods. “What do you want to talk about?”
“Why didn't you tell me you weren't leaving, and if you said no ages ago, why we could still have our meetings.” As Jun asks, his eyes immediately zeroes in on Sho’s hand, the elegant fingers lightly drawing circles on Jun’s skin.
“I haven't taken a vacation for nearly 7 years. HR was more than willing to have me out of the office for 2 weeks. And why I didn't tell you… you were so sweet when you offered to help. I didn't want it to end - our study 'dates’. But then I saw how sad last night and wanted to tell you - no one has ever given me an amulet before, not even my family - but you ran away so quickly.” Sho earnestly grabs Jun's hand before Jun could wrench it away in anger. “Do not misunderstand, kitten. I never wanted to hurt you. I sincerely thought I was going to leave Japan, but then I saw you and I knew I couldn't let you go.”
“You don't even know me.” Jun hesitantly responds, unsure of what to say. A small part of him is angry, but the majority is just relieved that Sho is here, and here to stay.
“No, I don’t. But you’re so, so different from the others – you don’t respond the way others do, so full of spirit.” Sho cups Jun’s cheek, twining the fingers of his other hand with Jun’s, eyes bright with unmistakeable adoration. “So shy, so lost like a kitten, but you don’t give up, claws always out.”
Jun releases the breath he has been holding.
“Do you know why I visit Eden Hall so often, Jun?”
“You like animals?” Jun replies drily, but Sho does not laugh, merely drawing closer to Jun.
“Because I was very lonely. Lonely and bored. Sometimes all I wanted was someone or something to take care of, and animals are far less complicated than humans at times.”
“And I’m not complicated?”
Sho laughs, and kisses Jun. “You are more complicated than anyone I’ve ever met. But I want to know you, Jun. Let me know you.”
Sho was so close to Jun now that Jun’s reply came in a whisper. “I don’t even know you.”
“Do you want to?”
Jun swallows, and bravely pushes his lips against Sho’s as a response. Jun feels a sharp intake of breath from Sho, but does not leave him any additional time to react; winding his arms around Sho’s neck, Jun deepens the kiss, parting his lips and letting his tongue trace the pouty lips he had been tempted to taste from day 1.
“Jun.” Sho murmurs between the kisses, grabbing Jun’s waist to steady the patissier. But that is all he says, taking over and pushing his tongue into Jun’s mouth instead, licking and nipping at Jun’s bottom lip. “What do you want to do? Tell me.”
‘To taste. To learn about you. To find out what makes you tick and lose your composure. ’ is the rush of thought that goes through Jun’s mind as Jun crawls onto Sho’s lap, wanting to press even closer.
A hand reaches up to finger the edge of his pants, and Jun shudders at the light touch, curling his finger around Sho’s dark hair as he whines into Sho’s mouth.
They have just started, but Jun wants more.
Rinnnnnnnnng.
“That would be our dinner.”
Jun huffs and glares irritably at the door as Sho forces some distance between them to answer the door.
“Stop glaring at the door, Jun. It did nothing to you.” Sho placates, lowering the box directly between Jun’s line of sight to the door. The action effectively breaks Jun’s focus, and he blinks rapidly as he tries to read the name of the restaurant on the take-out bag. He’s unsure if he has ever heard of the well-known sushi restaurant ever doing deliveries before, but this is Sho, so he tries to be unsurprised.
“Do you like calling people kitten?” Jun curiously asks when Sho hands him a pair of chopsticks, stomach growling at the sight of all the opened sushi boxes. Sho had ordered half a dozen of anago sushi, making Jun forget about their rude interruption. “You call me that sometimes.”
“When you’re being particularly kitten-like, of course. But no, I just use that with you.”
The confession has Jun’s heart fluttering in possessive delight, but he hides his pleasure behind one piece of anago sushi, hurriedly biting into it before Sho can observe the silly smile that has come onto Jun’s face. The explosion of flavour, however, has Jun moaning, falling back onto the sofa with a look of marvel in his eyes, focusing entirely on the half-bitten piece of anago sushi.
“This is so good. How did you find out about this sushi restaurant – I could go there just for this.”
“They have the best shellfish sushi I’ve ever had in Tokyo. I know the chef there personally because I’ve been there too often and he knows I like my shellfish.”
Jun suddenly notices that three pieces of ark shell sushi is already gone, Sho having already decimated them in the timespan Jun took to bite half of his anago sushi. Stifling a laughter, Jun cheekily kicks Sho’s calves. “Make sure you save some of them for me, you sea otter.”
Sho returns Jun’s smile with a smirk of his own, “Then make sure to leave me at least one anago sushi, kitten.”
“For that, I’m going to finish them all.”
~~~~~
Jun is irrationally nervous. Not because he is uncomfortable in Sho’s presence, but rather because Sho is suddenly exhibiting such childlike excitement over the prospects of eating Jun’s cheesecake. Honestly, it is just a cheesecake.
“A cheesecake you made for me, which means a lot.” Sho corrects as he retrieves a single spoon from the drawer and the cheesecake from the fridge. “I’ve been waiting to eat this, but I wanted you to be awake.”
“Why?”
“So that you can see me eat it.” Sho grins widely. “And so that I could share it with you. Come here.”
Jun falters when Sho takes a seat on the sofa and deliberately pats between his legs, the cheesecake and spoon still resting next to him. “Where is here?”
“On my lap, of course.” Sho clucks his tongue impatiently and tugs Jun forward to straddle his thighs. He sniggers when Jun lets out a yelp, hands instantly reaching out to grab Sho’s shoulders to balance himself. Once no longer feeling as though he’d fall, Jun lets out an annoyed huff which Sho ignores entirely. Instead, the man eagerly opens the Tupperware and rests it between their bodies, the smell of cheesecake reaching Jun’s nose. “Much better. Now, for dessert.”
Jun feels like a trapped cat in that position. Whereas he knows that he can unseat himself at any one point of time, Sho’s presence pins him, once again, to his current position. Jun’s eyes are wide as Sho takes a spoonful of cake and brings it slowly to his mouth. Each action is clearly deliberate - the slow motions a sign that Sho wants Jun to pay attention.
And Jun does, eyes locking onto the way Sho’s pink lips wrap around the silver spoon and cake, tongue peeking out to momentarily lick his lips. Scratch Sho’s hands - his mouth is equally sinful.
“This is excellent.” Sho praises, fixing his eyes onto Jun as they stare at each other, hand taking up another spoonful of cake and bringing it to Jun's lips. The soft creamy interior of the souffle cheesecake grazes his lips. “Why don't you try, Jun?”
It is a challenge, and Jun knows it.
So, Jun slowly opens his mouth, keeping his eyes on Sho’s dark brown - almost black - eyes as Sho inserts the spoon into his mouth. Jun intentionally bites lightly on the spoon, letting the quiet ‘clink’ echo between the two of them, and then let go. With the patience of a saint (and the intentions of a devil), he makes sure to lick every inch of the spoon as Sho pulls it out, using the smallest, tiniest of kitten licks.
Jun pretends to ignore the growing hardness pressing against his inner thigh. He also pretends that he isn’t feeling blood pool into his own arousal.
“Would you like another bite?” Sho’s voice is tense - brittle with barely restrained emotions.
The tension in the air is palpable, and there is an unspoken understanding that neither of the two had truly tasted the cake; all that Jun’s mouth tastes, and wants to taste, is Sho.
“Maybe we should save it for breakfast tomorrow morning.” Jun manages, heat swirling in his gut as he tightens his grip momentarily on Sho’s shoulders, then relaxes. Sliding a hand to cup Sho’s cheek, Jun curls forward to press an open-mouthed kiss against the side of Sho’s mouth. “We can have a different type of… dessert.”
In a flurry of action, Sho has the cheesecake set aside and is holding Jun closer, hand weaving into Jun’s hair and tugging at the strands. Jun gasps at the sudden action, a soft whine escaping him as the need to undress escalate: he wants to feel Sho close to him, something more intimate than sleeping on his chest as he did early this day. Jun’s desire is fed by months of sexual tension and teasing, and now that he knows that Sho is willing to give in… Jun wants him and everything Sho can give.
“It’s my birthday.”
“So, it is.” Sho massages Jun’s head in a way that has Jun nearly purring in pleasure. “Do you want something?”
There is an unmistakable tease, and Jun growls. “You know what I want.”
Sho’s fingers freezes mid-scratch, before roughly tugging Jun up to gaze seriously at Sho. “You think you know what you want, kitten, but are you really ready for it?”
There it is - the dark promise, one that offers Jun something far different from Jun’s previous, short-termed lovers. Those nights had been clumsy motions and blind pursuit of temporary gratification. This, however… Sho wants - or rather, he demands - something from Jun, while he offers something more precious in return. This is like jumping into the deep end of the pool, one that Jun knows he will not want to get out from; An electric connection between him and Sho, having been fuelled continuous by biweekly teasing and so much unresolved sexual tension.
And Jun hates to admit it, but the use of ‘kitten’ turns him on as much as it annoys him.
Biting his lip nervously, Jun curls to rub his head against Sho’s cheek as a response, flicking his tongue shyly under Sho’s jaw. The action causes Sho to stiffen instantly, hands flying to Jun’s hip and squeezing appreciatively.
“I’m ready.”
Sho releases a pleased sound, but remains ramrod straight, expression serious. “I’ll need a safe word, Jun.”
That, on the other word, confuses Jun. “Safe word?” How intense is this going to be?
Sho gently soothes away Jun’s confusion with the return of his stroking of Jun’s hair and back. Such actions, Jun realizes, are dangerous, for they easily lull his uncertainty into non-existence. “I plan on doing many things to you, kitten. I need a safe word.”
It is slightly frightening how quickly Jun finds himself quieted by Sho - he had always been envious of the animals that had Sho’s affections and attentions, yet never once does Jun expect himself to react as strongly as he currently is.
There is trust, but maybe too much, as he finds it difficult to search for an appropriate word on a whim.
“Nintendo?”
Sho nods patiently, and relaxes. “Very well. Now, stand up and undress, kitten.”
Jun shivers at the deep baritone, but finds it impossible to disobey. However, as he stands before Sho, Jun cannot help but hesitate, glancing at the wide window that spans the entire wall, now with a beautiful nightscape of Shibuya and Nerima. There are no curtains present, with only a discernible film that Jun figures controlled the amount of sunlight that can enter the room during the day, but he has no idea if they can grant him any privacy either.
Yet Sho shows no unease, watching Jun intently with his own obvious hard-on tenting at his sweatpants, and showing no signs that he would reciprocate with removing his own clothes at any time soon.
“The window…”
“Don't worry, kitten. No one can see you through that… Maybe.” Sho leans forward to rest his elbows on his knees. “That doesn't change the order, Jun. Undress. I want to see you.”
Jun shivers again, and begins the slow undoing of the drawstrings, fingers trembling ever so slightly.
“You feel uncomfortable being watched by others.” Sho begins as he rakes across Jun’s body, eyes scanning the contours of Jun’s skin as it is slowly exposed. “I noticed, because you always look annoyed after Nino sends you to hand out samples. It's probably why you prefer working in the kitchen, isn't it? But it’s different when it is me that is watching you.”
Sho reaches out to grab Jun’s hands, and pulls him to straddle Sho’s thighs again in a similar position. This time however, Jun is fully naked, erection unabashedly upright between his and Sho’s bodies, tip shiny with precome.
Jun lets out a short whine when his erection grazes Sho’s bulge, body already feeling too warm from all the attention.
“No, instead, you're the one who is always watching me. I've seen the way you looked at me whenever I'm touching any of the animals, Jun. Do you get jealous of them - jealous that they get my attention?”
Jun jerks as Sho’s hand suddenly pinches his nipples roughly, and he whines as he clutches at Sho's shoulders. “Oh fuck, Sho…”
“I asked a question, Jun. Are you jealous?” For someone asking - no, demanding, for an answer, Sho's voice is sweet, even as he twists and flicks the pert buds.
“Y-yes.” Jun chokes, the red flush reaching his cheeks. “I w-was.”
Sho’s fingers freezes, voice confused as he clarifies, “Was?”
“I have your attention now, don't I?”
Sho’s confusion melts into amusement, hands sliding to stroke Jun’s prominent collarbones, then wraps around his neck. Sho's thumbs rest precariously in the hollow of Jun’s throat, and he presses firmly enough to only assert the power balance between them. “That is true. But the real question is … are you a good pet, kitten?”
Jun is very much tempted to say no, just to see how Sho will respond; however, self-preservation makes Jun nod timidly instead, chest tight with anticipation. “I think I've been very good.”
“Oh? You'll have to show me, kitten. Then maybe…,” Sho pointedly smirks at Jun's erection as he twirls a finger around a stray lock of hair at Jun's nape. “I’ll give you a reward. Do you want to prove that you're a good pet, kitten?”
“Please.”
A fresh coil of satisfaction settles in Jun's gut when Sho looks at him with approval. There is very little indication that Sho is as affected as Jun is towards Sho, but Jun knows that he is saying the right things and pressing the right buttons. But he'd have to do the next thing perfectly to drive Sho insane. His perfectionist nature refuses to do anything less, despite the tiny part of him feeling afraid.
Afraid of what Sho might ask him to do, even though Jun knows that Sho will not ask him to do something dangerous or uncomfortable.
But Sho merely raises his hand to Jun’s lips, eyes dark (so dark) as he croons, “Lick.”
Fuck.
The request is a double-edged sword, and Jun knows that Sho knows that; because Sho is as aware of Jun’s obsession of Sho’s hand as Jun is, and Jun knows as well that if he plays his cards right, he’d have Sho craving to take him on the very sofa.
Taking Sho’s hands in both hands, Jun reverently runs his fingers down Sho’s finger pads, finally allowed to play with the hands he has been intently watching for the past two months.
And he licks. Kitten licks that slowly wet the skin. He starts with Sho’s index finger, and laps all the way down to his palm.
All the way down to where his wrists meets his palm, then Sho’s middle finger. His ring finger. Jun traces the veins on the back of Sho's hand with kisses and small sweeps of his tongue.
The slow but obscene worship of Sho’s hands is something Jun had never expected to be able to do, yet here he is, laving and suckling on Sho’s fingers like a new-born kitten as Sho watches him, attention thoroughly transfixed on the act.
There is no point denying how turned on the both are. Jun’s cock is freely leaking precome at this point, despite having not been touched at all; his breathing is short, a whine so close to leaving his throat while Sho proceeds to grab Jun’s hip so tightly, Jun wonders if it will bruise.
“Stop.”
Jun stops, motions freezing as he removes Sho’s fingers from his mouth, and a thin string of saliva connects his wet lips to the phalanges. The whine that has been building up in Jun lets itself be known, and Sho hushes the noise with the gentle massage of Jun’s hip.
“P-please, Sho-san,” Jun hears himself talking, feeling too hot, too dizzy with want. “P-please. I’ve been good. I want—Fuck!” He cries out incomprehensibly when Sho promptly answers his pleading; Sho wraps his wet palm around the flushed erection between their bodies, and squeezes it teasingly as Jun nearly jerks out of Sho’s lap in the unexpected burst of pleasure.
Fuck.
Writhing, Jun scrambles his fingers against Sho’s warm - no, burning - skin. Somewhere in between, a thin layer of sweat has formed on both their bodies despite the air-conditioning working to ward off the summer heat. But despite the evident heat building between and within them, Sho remains dubiously calm, with only the mildest hitching of breaths and straining erection - still clothed but with a conspicuous dark stain on the fabric - betraying his desire.
“Yes, kitten. You’ve been very good.” Sho’s strained tone belies his confident and wicked grin as he slowly pumps the hot organ in his hand. “You deserve your reward, so watch my hand, kitten. You love my hands, don't you? Watch them as they give you your reward.”
Jun keens, and cries out as he scratches red marks into Sho’s shoulder, eyes instinctively looking down where Sho’s hand and his aching cock connects in a slick grasp, lubricated by his saliva and precome. If there is any shred of dignity left in Jun, he may have been blushing at how obscenely filthy the act is.
But there is nothing left in his mind besides Sho, Sho, Sho - hands, large hands and long fingers, touching, stroking, so beautiful, finally, FUCK, brain awash with white-hot pleasure and coiling need.
“That’s it, kitten. Watch yourself fall apart by my hands.” Sho quickens his strokes and tightens his grip, groaning when Jun moans and curses at the action, eyes fluttering.
He wants to watch. With colourful vision and the temptation to simply close his eyes to savour what feels like the most intense hand job he has ever experienced, Jun obeys, cries and whines getting increasingly louder with each stroke, but he forces himself to watch.
“Have you ever stroked yourself, imagining that it was my hand wrapped around your cock instead? Imagined yourself on my lap, like a good pet?” Sho’s sweet croon is punctuated by the obscene slick sound of his hand on Jun’s cock, incongruity adding fuel to Jun’s arousal at how kinky and intense the entire situation is becoming.
Hours ago, he had thought Sho was going to leave him permanently; now, he is on said man’s lap, having consented to what is possibly pet play and giving into his fantasies of having Sho as something akin to a master.
Jun does not like submitting to anyone, but he does not mind submitting to Sho. He had fantasized, but he has never imagined them to come true in such a manner.
“Y-yes.” Jun babbles, nodding incomprehensibly as his hips twitch in incremental movements, slowly fucking his cock into Sho’s hand. The friction and sight of Sho’s hand around him is too much, but at the same time, there is something else that Jun wants. “But I want… I want you. Want you in me.”
Sho squeezes Jun, causing him to cry out at the sudden pressure. “You will, kitten. Soon.” Tugging Jun’s head forward, Sho presses an open-mouthed kiss against the cartilage of Jun’s ear, hot, moist air sending shivers down his over-sensitized body. “There is no way I’d let you leave after this, I hope you know that, Jun. You’re too beautiful when you’re at work, and when you’re like this – open for me and so…kitten-like. You know what you want, don’t you, kitten? And you’re going to get it from me by tonight.”
“Sho-san…” Jun begs. He is so strung up – nerves on fire, wanting.
But he continues to be ignored.
“That was why you put on such a show, didn’t you? Licking my hand and sucking it like your life depended on it – you knew how much it affected me, didn’t you, kitten? Well…” Sho twists his wrist, and Jun whimpers, digging his nails into skin - he is so aroused beyond his own comprehension, and Sho hasn’t even fucked him yet; would Sho actually do so tonight, Jun isn’t sure, but he knows he is going to come, whether Sho has the intention of letting him to do so or not.
No longer able to keep his eyes open, Jun hides his face into Sho’s shoulder. “I’m going to - Sho-san, Sho-san…” he whimpers, chest tight with pleasure.
“You can come, kitten.” Sho coos, gently petting Jun’s hair with his free hand, then suddenly, twisting his fingers with the strands and pulling hard.
Jun cries out - or was that a scream - when the sharpness of pain roughly drags the orgasm out of him, body thrashing and bucking as he comes in thick white streams over Sho’s hand. His body is taut as the hedonistic bliss washes over him, only Sho’s grip on Jun keeping him from falling over.
“Oh fuck. Sho-san…” Jun whimpers as he slumps against Sho, feeling boneless at the whole act. It was the most intense orgasm he has ever had, far better than what he had experienced, be it by himself or with others. Tucking in his head into the crook of Sho’s shoulder, Jun lets out a soft snuffle of satisfaction, and kisses the hot skin that was there.
“Happy birthday to me.”
“Did you think that was it, kitten?” Sho suddenly husks, his own arousal poking into Jun’s inner thigh like a reminder of its existence. “You’ve got me this hard, Jun. With your licking and how beautiful you looked when you came… tell me, what are you going to do now?”
Nuzzling into Sho’s cheek and with his own cheeks aflame, Jun keeps his voice innocent and lazy as he asks, “What do you want me to do for you, Sho-san?”
Sho kisses his forehead, and taps Jun’s shoulder as a sign for him to stand. “I want to see you on your knees for me, kitten.”
Jun’s mouth dries, actions almost careless and hurried as he goes down to his knees. What was it that he said back then, when he saw Sho and Reiko? If Sho asked him to, Jun would gladly go onto his knees for him…
Sho’s gaze is relaxed and unashamed as he pushes his pants down to his ankles, Jun helping him remove them and pushing it out of sight. Once legs and cock free, Jun automatically crawls between them, mouth-watering. There is that temptation to make Sho ask - or rather, order - Jun, but the desire to catch Sho by surprise is far greater; he wants to see how Sho will respond.
Circling his fingers around the hot organ, Jun raises his eyes to Sho, only nudging his glasses back into proper position for a moment, before gauging Sho’s reaction as he tests the weight of Sho’s cock in his hands. His first thought is how beautiful Sho looks, eyes hooded and intense as they look down at Jun, expression challenging despite their languidity. Sho’s hands settle into Jun’s hair once again as Jun dutifully takes Sho into his mouth.
The mild sweet salty of precome against Jun’s tongue has him moaning, hands gripping tightly onto Sho’s thighs as he begins to suck at the leaking head.
“What a good pet.” Sho croons, smooth tone hitching in pleasure. “I didn’t even ask and you already knew what to do. Did you already want my cock, kitten?”
Jun nods, feeling saliva slip out of the corner of his mouth from how full his mouth is with Sho. Sho’s cock pulses, thick vein palpable against his tongue as Sho’s thighs tremble.
“You look as though you’re made for it, kitten. Mouth wide and drooling around my cock. It pleases me so much to see you like this. So pretty, kitten, so pretty and eager for me.”
Jun whines, unable to help himself. He never thought himself to have a praise kink, yet Sho is digging up so many unknown desires, secrets and cravings. His arousal stirs, cock hardening despite having already come less than 5 minutes ago.
Sho’s thighs tremble when the man groans suddenly, but Jun cannot celebrate - he is pulled away, a confused sound leaving him. “Sho-san… but, you didn’t com – mmph.”
Sho interrupts him a fierce kiss, pulling him down against the sofa cushions and pushing him onto his back. “Don’t worry; I will take what is mine today, kitten; and I will have you screaming my name at the end of tonight.”
Jun mewls.
“Get on your hands and knees, kitten. Facing the window. I’m going to grab what we need from the bedroom.”
As soon as Sho stands up and walks away, Jun shakily does what he is told, cock hardening even further in anticipation. As he looks up at the mirror, he realizes that besides the lights from the city outside, he can also see his reflection clearly staring back at him. The nightscape is beautiful, moon staring at him from near the top, but it is what he looks like that has him fascinated him.
Debauched, skin shiny with sweat. Jun cannot see the colour of his own skin, but he will not be surprised if it is pink, body trembling with excitement. Is this the reason why Sho had him face the window? So that Jun can see what he’d look like as Sho fucked him from behind, to see himself be driven into insanity with ecstasy?
His thoughts are interrupted by a hot hand on the small of his back, Sho having returned with a bottle of lube in his hand and condom already on his cock. Sho stares at Jun through the mirror, and their eyes meet.
“You’re so hot like this, Jun. Look at yourself, kitten – on your hands and knees, presenting yourself to me. You’re so beautiful.”
A click echoes in the room, and Jun looks at the image of Sho squirting copious amount of lubricant on his hand. Eyes transfixed on Jun, Sho smirks, making a show of slicking up his cock with lubricant before smearing the remaining on his fingers.
However, he does not take his time preparing Jun, slipping a slicked finger into Jun’s hole and only waiting long enough for Jun to relax before pumping it in and out quickly, watching Jun’s reaction all the while through his mirror.
On the other hand, Jun’s hands are shaking as he tries to support himself amidst the sensations. He hasn’t been with a man in so long that his body is still unfamiliar with the intrusion, and he instinctively clenches down at the foreign finger.
“Relax, kitten. You’re so tight around me.” Sho’s hot palm slides to massage at the nape of his neck, voice relaxed despite his own erection so hard, it looks painful to Jun. “I don’t want to hurt you, Jun, so relax.”
“It feels so full.” Jun whines, arching his back into Sho’s touch. “I-I…”
Sho shushes him. “It’s only a finger, kitten. It’s been a while for you, hasn’t it?” At Jun’s nod, Sho continues. “Breathe. Just relax around it. I’ll take care of you.”
That’s right. Sho will take care of Jun. He shudders, and breathes in deep. Fuck…
“That’s it, kitten.” Sho’s finger exits momentarily, only to reinsert itself alongside another finger at the following thrust.
“Ah! S-Sho-san, p-please.” Jun cries out, but unsure truly, what he is asking for. The intrusion does not hurt as much as he had expected it to, but the fullness has him gasping for air and scrambling at the leather under him. “It’s too m-much.”
“It’s too much, but you want more, don’t you, kitten?”
Sho is not wrong.
“I’ll give you more.” The fingers in him crooks slightly to graze at an old, forgotten spot – and Jun shouts a series of curses as his knees weaken. At the next prod, his arms fail him, leaving Jun’s cheek pressing against the sofa as he begs for more, for Sho.
Forget the fullness – Jun wants Sho in him.
“Give it to me, Sho. Please. I want it. Fuck me, take me.” Jun begs, wriggling his ass towards Sho in hopes to tempt him. Sho is deliberately pressing against his prostate now, but Jun cannot see if Sho is still looking at him – he is too busy stopping himself from coming, pressure coiling in his spine.
But Jun does not want to come until Sho is in him. “Please, Sho-san. I’ve been a good boy.”
The fingers within him stops, and Jun would have thrashed in annoyance had Sho not firmly press his shoulders onto the couch.
“You mean pet, kitten. You’ve been a good pet. And you’re right. Good pets deserve rewards, don’t they?”
Jun swallows thickly, and feels the cushion flanking his thighs sinking by an added weight. Sho’s hands release him to grab his hips, and Jun forces his arms to work again to see – he wants to see Sho take him.
Despite the trembling muscles, Jun has no regrets doing so. A tiny mewl of anticipation bubbles at his lips when he sees Sho’s face settle into something of concentration, and pressure of something blunter and thicker pressing at his entrance.
“Keep your eyes on the mirror, kitten.” Sho’s order bleeds into a groan as he slowly pushes in, forehead scrunching up with focus. “Watch me as I fuck you until all you remember is my name, as I make you mine.”
“Sho— so b-big.” Jun chokes at the pressure, at the fullness. “Give it to me, give everything to me.”
“Beg. Beg for my cock, kitten.” Sho rumbles out, hair falling in front of his eyes as he finally sinks to the hilt, balls pressing against Jun’s ass.
“I want your cock. Wanted you to fuck me since you shot me that insanely hot smile of yours in Eden Hall and called me a fucking kitten. Please, Sho.” Jun whimpers – Sho is not moving still, and Jun needs him to move. “I’ve been yours since I’ve met you. So, take me; fuck me and make me scream your name.”
Sho’s fingers tighten on Jun’s hips, and his lips are bright red as he grunts in approval. There is a tangible shift – from the calm, in control Sho that jerked Jun off – into one that is equally handsome, but more tantalizing and wild. Like an animal prepared to mark and defend his possession. If Jun had been attracted to the put-together Sho that he saw outside of Sho’s home, he is entirely spellbound to this Sho.
“I want you.”
“You’ll have me.” Sho rumbles. Their eyes lock on the glass.
Jun releases a wrecked moan as Sho pulls out for the first time, the smooth glide and sensation of Sho tugging against the edges of his hole sending Jun to delirium. Sho groans as he pushes back in, and Jun watches - watches as Sho bends forward, pressing his chest against Jun’s back, mounting him, and wraps a hand under Jun’s chin. Sho forces Jun's head up, keeping their faces pressed close to each other, close enough for Sho lave his tongue across Jun's temple, not caring that Jun's glasses are askew.
Jun feels so possessed, he can scarcely breathe.
“You're so hot and tight around me, Jun. You feel so good.” Sho breathes directly in Jun's ear, thrusts picking up in force, but not yet in speed. “Open your eyes, kitten. Look at us, and at Tokyo.”
Jun opens them, mouth open with a string of mewls continuously leaving him. He had not realized he had his eyes closed.
“Tokyo is watching us, kitten. Watching as I take you and make you mine.” Sho growls, and Jun gasps, pushing back against Sho at an inward thrust. It is a demand for more, and together with the clenching of his muscles around Sho, Jun manages to drag a ragged moan of his name from Sho.
Sho gets the message, quickening and intent on giving the both of them what they want. His grip on Jun's neck and hip tighten, pulling him up to a mildly adjusted angle that sends Jun howling Sho’s name at the next stroke.
“Sho - please!” Jun begs, head thrown backwards and eyes fluttering in incomprehensible ecstasy as his cock leaks onto the sofa beneath him. Sho's growls and grunts are close to Jun's ear, reverberating from the high ceilings as he pounds into Jun.
Sho chuckles breathlessly, “I can feel you tightening around me. Are you close, kitten? Going to come for me?”
Jun shakes - a fine trembling that is a sign of what is to come, but he needs something more. “I n-need… please, Sho-san. Please let me come!”
“Open your eyes, kitten.”
Jun forces them open. Holding them open, and holding his entire body in that position takes up most of his energy and whatever shred of focus he has left, his only support being Sho’s hand around his neck and Sho’s cock pressed deep within him, plundering his body like a pirate set loose in a treasure trove.
What an image they make.
“I’ll let you come, but only if you keep watching. Can you do that, Jun?”
Can Jun do that? He doesn't think so, but he needs release, and the challenging gaze shines through Sho's reflection on the mirror.
“Yes.” Jun gasps as the next thrusts has Sho’s cock pressing directly at his prostate, the bright yellow-white lights of Tokyo blurring. “Yes, fuck, please let me come.”
Sho's hand drop from his neck, and Jun's entire body strains from having to keep his head up. The feat becomes near impossible when said hand wraps around Jun’s cock, the searing touch like electricity, causing Jun's back to arch. There is no more air left in him to scream, only white-hot ecstasy as Sho begins to stroke him in tandem to his powerful thrusts.
“Go on then, kitten. Come for me.” Jun hears Sho groan, clearly at the end of his own control as well. The thought forces him to open his eyes once again, wanting to see Sho fall apart.
“God, you're so beautiful.” Sho breaths, and Jun's body tenses, drawing tight and clenching around the hardness that is Sho as his orgasm bursts out of him, leaving him whining and gasping for Sho as his vision turns bright.
Then he slumps, mewling contently as he watches with lazy eyes at Sho; Sho, who groans and continues to take his pleasure in Jun's pliant body.
It only takes him a few moments for Sho to stiffen, groaning Jun's name against Jun's back as he empties into the warm body beneath him. Jun merely sighs, feeling sated and utterly used. Despite having only woken up less than 2, maybe 3 hours ago, he feels tired, wanting to curl up around Sho and sleep, then wake up to Sho for another round of sex, maybe.
“Okay?” Sho asks, sounding breathless as he removes himself from Jun, and carefully pulls Jun up along with him as they stand. Or well, as Jun tries to stand. His legs feel like jelly, post-coital haze settling on his mind as he instinctively leans into Sho’s steady frame. Jun hums when Sho hugs him, nuzzling Jun's hair.
“Perfect. Sticky. Sleepy.”
“Shower first then?” Sho asks, but begins pulling Jun in the direction of what Jun presumed the bathroom was at. He is too satisfied to really care, nor be embarrassed when he asks, “Can I stay over tonight?”
Sho laughs, stopping momentarily to lightly kiss Jun - a stark contrast for his earlier treatment of Jun; this one is gentle, a slow savour of teeth and tongue.
“You can stay whenever, kitten. You're mine.”
~~~~~September // Cat Souffle Cheesecake~~~~~
It's the first Wednesday after their O-bon week closure, and Jun is not ready to see Sho in Eden Hall. For one, he had already seen Sho the night before (there was no sex involved - Sho had to deal with errant writers in the afternoon, and Jun had to deal with an over affection Tarou, still mopey after Sho’s 'departure’), and he is not looking forward to seeing Sho rub in his face how well the man is with animals.
It is illogical to bristle in unhappiness when he knows that there is no real reason to be jealous of animals, especially when he knows Sho is his… but the man can be so annoying still.
But he kind of wants to see Sho anyway, so he wordlessly prepares an order of September's special - Souffle cheesecake with a chocolate cat tail and ears, makes his excuses and heads up to Eden Hall at 2.55pm.
In there, he waits. Ignoring Aiba’s sympathetic, “Sho-chan’s not coming by today, Matsujun. You know this.”, he waits, and stares at the door. His heart begins to thud when the animals suddenly become more excited, even the typically quiet Yoshimoto coming out of from under the chair to bark at the door.
3pm.
The bird-shaped bell above the door chimes.
Jun pretends to be annoyed when Sho is greeted by a pile of eager animals, clamouring for his attention but obediently sits when told to, but a corner of his lips twitches upwards. Especially when Sho looks right at him as he strokes Reiko’s head.
~~~~~FIN~~~~~
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Date: 2017-09-05 06:50 pm (UTC)Third comment :D
Okay, all the snuggling and caring and hugging and Sho making sure Jun sleeps. That really got me. I'm a sucker for this kind of fluff and for caring!Sho. I'm also so happy that Sho openly revealed this caring side of his, and that Jun loved it too.
I'm hungry for sushi now :D
And omg, I love how Sho revealed he only gives Jun petnames, and Jun kinda likes it because he feels special. Also by the way, the hand-fetish - I forgot to comment on this before, but I love hands and forearms myself, and I think both Sho and Jun have so beautiful hands! Glad you brought them into the story <3
I also love how Sho notices things about Jun others might be oblivious to. Like Jun being quite shy in some occasions. It shows that he watched him closely too, and that he really cared for him from the beginning on.
Jun in glasses is another favorite of mine! (this plus the hands :D)
And I'm so glad that Sho explains why he didn't tell Jun he wouldn't leave, and that he lets Jun know that he really didn't want to hurt him.
“No, I don’t. But you’re so, so different from the others – you don’t respond the way others do, so full of spirit.” Sho cups Jun’s cheek, twining the fingers of his other hand with Jun’s, eyes bright with unmistakeable adoration. “So shy, so lost like a kitten, but you don’t give up, claws always out.”
And this
Sho laughs, and kisses Jun. “You are more complicated than anyone I’ve ever met. But I want to know you, Jun. Let me know you.”
So beautiful and sweet <3
Okay, of course the smut was steaming hot! I love how many kinks you brought into this, and still made Sho being caring towards Jun. The slight petplay fit so well! And the hand-kink. Of course it has to be there too, after all it was the first thing that Jun noticed about Sho! And may I just add how hot Sho is when he gives orders! (I also love how you write Sho as a top or master. He is not angry or, you know, mean - not sure if that makes sense - instead he has this strong persona which Jun easily follows, and still gets his point accross.
Also love the praising kink. And the mirror/window! *breathless* This is so good! Also love the shift in Sho's personality, how he turns wilder once he takes Jun. The whole scene is so strong. And dominant!Sho is more than hot - love how he makes sure he will care for Jun and how Jun trusts him. Did I mention the smut was hot? :D
OMG the special of September is cheesecake!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D
Thanks so much Anon-san for this story! I loved it so much!!!!! THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!! ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
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Date: 2017-09-18 12:40 pm (UTC)I'm glad you enjoyed the premise, because I loved writing the bakery/patisserie AU :D I have to admit, I was going to gun for a university AU involving baking and cooking clubs, but then that required too much characters and I didn't have enough time to think of those details *hides* Maybe one day I'll write that out ^^;
You noticed the names! :D Well... I made them a bit too obvious, didn't I? HAHA.
! :D It makes me so happy to know that you could get angry alongside Jun X) Sho's a pretty teasing ass, isn't here? But heehee. It makes their sexual tension a little more tangible, I hope? What's a sakumoto without a smidge of sexual tension >:D
OOOH? Does someone have a yukata/kimono kink and didn't tell me? XD I'm glad I added that then. It's kink for me too :D It makes me very pleased to know that you got angry at Sho; I'm relieved that I could garner some sort of reaction from you - then at least I know I did my job right? XD
Jun is a kitten. Hai. Especially his recent Miyama looks XD X)
I'M SO GLAD YOU LIKE HANDS TOO. Forearms too omg yes. All arashi members have such gorgeous hands and arms like Nino's smol hands and Ohno's GORGEOUS STEADY ARTIST HANDS (Steady hands is a kink yes; it's in my to write list) and Aiba's LARGE WARM HANDS and Sho's *whispers*daddy hands and Jun's pretty ones and I SHALL STOP (I got carried away ^^,)
I'm glad you liked the smut. I wished I could have added more d/s kink in there (I know you like em hard and kinky >:3) with maybe collars, but it would have been too fast too kinky for a first night together. But I hope this sufficed (I think it did? XD) :D
Thank youuuu so much for your comments <3 I had so much fun writing this for you :D
(PS Much love to learashi who betaed this fic ^^)
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Date: 2017-09-06 10:55 am (UTC)You did a good job here ! kudos
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Date: 2017-09-19 07:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-09-06 01:05 pm (UTC)When I began reading this, I knew I had a thing for submissive Jun, for slight pet-play and for Sho being very dominant, but this just blew my mind.
First off, I have to address the sex. It is filthy and it is hot and all of that dirty talk is just ticking off all of my boxes and damn, do I feel satisfied. This definitely tops my list of fics to come back for for the smut. HUGE kudos for that. Some people are into it, some are not, but I am definitely in the former group.
I was already out of breath after the hand-job, and then you made Jun face the window, on his hands and knees, Sho leaning down over Jun, "mounting" him...
What I also like is how that intense immediately attraction between Jun and Sho is not just that. You elaborate on it and build up their feelings for one another, through mutual pining and Jun's stubbornness to give in. I love the way you introduce Sho to us and to Jun, and I love that Jun does not just give in to his intense flirtatious eyes and mischievous petnames. It explains why Sho ends up wanting Jun SO bad.
Let me just cite some of my favorite lines:
- "If Sho tells Jun to kneel by his feet and lick his fingers, Jun will willing do so. Hell, Jun may beg for them, at this rate."
- "“So shy, so lost like a kitten, but you don’t give up, claws always out.” (such a great Jun description)
- "“You look as though you’re made for it, kitten. Mouth wide and drooling around my cock. It pleases me so much to see you like this. So pretty, kitten, so pretty and eager for me.”" (Can I also add how I love Sho giving Jun orders?)
- "“You can stay whenever, kitten. You're mine.”" (xcuygihijjkadfsa)
I seriously have zero complaints about this fic. I love Jun's cakes, I love Nino and Aiba and I love how you named the animals after Arashi's drama characters. Yoshimoto sounds like one scary dog x)
I am impressed at how much character background you managed to get into the fic, considering the length. We get a reason for Jun's loneliness, for Sho's loneliness and thus why they need each other, why they compliment each other. This is a huge plus, and what makes the story all the more interesting.
Also, let us not get into the appreciation for Sho's hands and how you played with that idea... ^^
Oh my, and the cuddling in Sho's apartment. It was so warm, and fluffy and with Jun resting his head on Sho's chest, I was sighing in content, pretty much like Jun.
I could just continue with the praises, really, stop me before this gets out of hand. I will be back once reveals are out, be sure of that (;
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Date: 2017-09-19 07:25 am (UTC)I'm glad you enjoyed the smut, because I enjoyed writing it as well. Although I can read your animalistic kink just emanating out from the screen from your comments HAHA.
If Jun gives into Sho's flirtatious eyes and petnames too easily, then he wouldn't be Jun x) tsun-ness is the name of Jun's game, isn't it? Tsun-ness from Jun, stubbornness from Sho (or rather, stubbornness from both ends) and the resulting UST from that.
YOU AND YOUR CITING OF LINES *hides* XD I have to admit, those were my favourite lines when I wrote it as well, so :D :D :D *happy*
There is probably room for expanding on Sho's background, tbh, because I'm pretty sure I skimmed it over there, but I'm glad I've left enough information to satisfy you :)
All left is the round 2, isn't it? With some nice collar action?XD
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Date: 2017-09-19 08:17 am (UTC)You know you want to.
Just sayin'.
*sidles back under the rock*
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Date: 2017-09-19 07:26 am (UTC)Thank you so much for commenting!
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Date: 2017-09-11 12:27 pm (UTC)This is such a wonderful AU! Aaaaahhh~ I want to go to this pet cafe with a bread and pastry shop right under it!!! (I love animals and food!)
Hahahaha! Kitten Jun is such an interesting character description. The sexual undertones when Sho pets the animals while Jun watched him is such a great build up to their eventual hot! hot! hot! sex. Like really, hot smut there.
I love the subtle dom and sub feel from the pet play of these two characters. It's just the right amount that would make you think that it would eventually develop into something more if their relationship deepens.
Thank you anon-san!
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Date: 2017-09-19 07:27 am (UTC)Thank you so much for the comment <3
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Date: 2017-09-12 10:42 am (UTC)I adored the pet's names, and the pet name Sho gave Jun.Jun is indeed like a kitten (which can be quite deadly if they want. I still have a scar on my finger from a six week old kitten).
Dominant Sho and submissive Jun ❤💜
I was scared by the idea of pet play at firsf but this mild version was just perfect. And lastly I really want to eat those desserts that Jun was making,they all sound so delicious.
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Date: 2017-09-19 07:30 am (UTC)Oh dear, what did you do to the kitten to deserve the scar?
I'm glad you enjoyed the pet play (or something like that w I don't know if this counts as petplay, really.) And maybe we can convince Jun to try to bake them? But we really cant afford to burn the kitchen again. XD
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Date: 2017-09-19 08:11 am (UTC)Playing with a piece of string and he decided my finger was more interesting. He was a nifty cat who loved to fetch.
I'm not sure the kitchen can handle such complicated work especially if Sho is around dipping his fingers into the ingredients.
Congrats once again on a good job ❤
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Date: 2017-09-17 04:53 am (UTC)I really enjoyed the pet play, which is something I normally don't read but was super hot and very well written here :D
And Sho calling Jun 'kitten' all the time was both cute and funny xD
Thank you for sharing this with us, anon ^^
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Date: 2017-09-19 07:33 am (UTC)