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Title: Disturbed Sleep
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fonulyn
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Die and Kaoru
Disclaimer: I own no one, only my dirty imagination.
Summary: Die again has troubles sleeping, but thankfully he finds something to distract him from the annoyance. Maybe it isn’t that bad to stay awake at times…
Author’s comments: Sorry girls, still no update for Spring, but we need still a while for editing it, be patient! :) Instead I bring you this random oneshot I wrote already some time ago but never got around posting. Originally it came from the picturesanghamyers gave for me as a prompt (long long ago *sigh*) and I promised to write a DiexKaoru fic for her. In the picture was Kaoru doing something on the computer, and although in this one the computer really doesn’t have such a big role, it still is mentioned! Anyways, please do enjoy^^ And big thanks for my lovely seinen_no for proofreading this for me!
And feel free to add the journal if you like the stories!
Plus, the archive.
Disturbed Sleep
Die was a heavy sleeper. When he actually fell asleep, it wasn't easy to wake him up and it often seemed that not even an atomic bomb was enough to do that. The problem lied in the 'falling asleep' part as it was ridiculously hard for him. Being able to drift off into the land of dreams usually demanded a heavy dosage of some alcoholic beverage, and even then when the substance faded from his system, he tended to wake up and face the exact same problem of falling asleep again. He refused to take sleeping pills though, as those only made him feel icky and out of himself. He had tried, and every time he had ended up like walking in a fog for the whole day afterwards, and he didn't want to numb his senses like that.
Which left him the essential problem; falling asleep.
Usually he switched off the lights, buried himself into the blankets and made sure it was as silent as humanly possible around him, not to have any distractions of any sort that might keep him awake. Sometimes it worked, sometimes not. This time, he had just been cuddling with his warm blanket, feeling this certain contentment spread inside of him. The pillow felt soft against his cheek, his limbs heavy and the sleep slowly invading his system, taking over him and luring him into the land of dreams. He could already feel the blackness at the edges of his consciousness, creeping closer to finally claim him and - wait what was that?
A click sounded through the air. Yes, it was definitely a click. Followed by another, and some typing, definitely someone typing on a keyboard. Now that he focused on it he could hear even the low buzzing sound that came from the computer screen, and the flickering blue lights were dancing on his closed eyelids distractingly. He swore he could see the colors even through his closed eyelids. And at an instant he was awake again, unable to grasp the dream that was slipping through his fingers even though he desperately tried to fall back into its arms. Sleep was gone, no matter what, and he couldn't bring it back.
Suddenly completely awake, he carefully opened one eye to peek into the room and see the nature of his distraction. Of course he already knew who it would be, as who else would be using the computer in the hotel room he shared with his fellow guitarist than the man himself. Sometimes, Die swore, if he didn't love Kaoru so much he would friggin' hate him and bash his brains in. Didn't the man have any decency to let his darling boyfriend sleep at this hour, especially since they would have a long, long day tomorrow and an even longer tour ahead of them still?
A discontented frown settled down on Die's forehead as he opened both of his eyes finally, casting a long, reproachful glance straight at the lead guitarist's direction. Kaoru was sitting at the only table in the room, hunched over the keyboard and leaning his chin on his palm, his elbow resting on the table. There was a certain distinct purse on his lips, his eyes fixed on something he obviously thought was very important. Actually the sight was pretty nice, Die concluded, the frown melting away from his face without him even noticing it. The blue light from the screen was the only light in the otherwise dark room, reflecting from Kaoru's eyes and illuminating his face in an enchanting way.
Well now that he couldn't sleep anyways, why not take advantage of the situation? It only took mere seconds for the plan to form in Die's mind and a small grin was tugging the corners of his mouth, a wicked sparkle appearing in his eyes as he watched his lover for a while longer, drinking in the sight and every detail in it. Kaoru seemed to be completely unaware that he was watched, judging by the concentrated expression on his face, the way he thoughtfully tugged his goatee slightly only to smooth it down again, shifting a little on his seat to get even closer to the screen.
What could be so interesting on the flat computer screen anyways? For a second the pout re-appeared on Die's lips and he was sulking, wondering what the stupid machine had that he didn't to hold the older man's attention captured so intensely. It was a rival! And he had to win his man back, had to do it now.
That settled it and silently Die slipped out of bed, setting his feet down on the floor while heaving the blanket aside. Quickly he cast a glance towards the other man, not surprised in the slightest when it seemed that he hadn't even noticed any movement at all, but was more hypnotized by what he was doing. Die's bare feet hardly made any sound at all when he stepped on the carpet, silently approaching the older man from the left hand side.
The room wasn't that warm actually, Die could feel the cool air on his bare legs as he was only wearing his boxers and the huge t-shirt he usually slept in. But despite the fact that he was shivering slightly he didn't back off and didn't have second thoughts. A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do. Carefully he kept his eyes on the other guitarist's features, watching every single reaction from him, ready to respond in an appropriate way no matter what that reaction might be.
Kaoru only noticed him when he was standing almost right beside him, startling a little and after a single click of the mouse he turned towards the younger man, his eyes a little widened in surprise and one eyebrow arched questioningly. "I thought you were asleep." It was a statement instead of a question and Die didn't feel the need to respond, he just moved to push the other man's chair back a little so that he could half-sit on the edge of the table in front of him. That made Kaoru look even more baffled, although one could only read it in small signs in his composure if one knew him well.
"Die, what is this, couldn't yo-" Whatever it was that he had wanted to ask was cut off effectively when he felt a pair of warm lips on his own, a bold tongue darting out to take the opportunity presented when he opened his mouth in a small surprised gasp. Come to think of it, it wasn't that important anyways, at least Kaoru didn't even remember what he had been just about to say now that he was much more pleasantly occupied. He even released a small, muffled mewl that got lost somewhere between their mouths, smothered by their tongues that were engaged in a playful fight over dominance.
Neither of them knew how long it took and how much time had passed when they finally broke apart, both gasping for breath now that they had the chance, filling their burning lungs with the much needed air. There still was a thin line of saliva connecting their lips and it made Die chuckle as he noticed it, darting out his tongue to get rid of it. He ended up licking over his lover's lips though, drawing a throaty chuckle from the older man as well, before he responded to the gesture by mirroring it.
For a long while they just enjoyed their tongue-play, focusing on it and on all the feelings it elicited in both of them. With time it evolved into yet another hungry, deep kiss as they were practically devouring each other. Without breaking the contact Die moved closer, thanking his luck that the chair was huge as it gave him the perfect opportunity to settle down on his lover's lap, straddling his hips. The rough denim of the smaller man's jeans against his bare legs felt oddly good, and he even shifted a bit to gain more of the feeling.
Again the kiss was long, it seemed that they were both reluctant to break it and rather wanted to enjoy it as long as possible. Finally it was Kaoru though who pulled back, placing a palm on the younger man’s chest to keep him at a distance without allowing him in to kiss him again. “Die,” his voice was soft but had this certain admonishing tone as he looked at the rhythm guitarist from above the rim of his glasses. “I was working. Go back to bed, you need the sleep.” If one knew him well one could hear even worry in his voice, and definitely some deep affection.
“I can’t sleep,” the answer was clear and simple, and to Die it settled everything and he would stay, would see the moment through to find out what would happen now. It didn’t seem that Kaoru agreed though, a frown appearing on his forehead as he realized the meaning behind those words and what it meant. “C’mon Die, you can’t know before you try. Besides I still have to go through some stuff and I can’t just leave it like this, even if I wanted to, and I -”
Suddenly he was cut off as Die leaned backwards, blindly slamming his hand on the laptop’s keyboard. He managed to hit the power-switch with the first try, inwardly congratulating himself for it, while watching the surprised expression on Kaoru’s face turn into a horrified one when he realized what was going on. He made a hasty movement to save what was to be saved but his arms were helplessly shorter than the younger guitarist’s, and with the other man sitting on his lap there was no way for him to reach far enough to stop him.
“Hey! Diieee~!” It was impossible to tell if the lead guitarist’s tone of voice was annoyed, confused or utterly shocked as he yelped, turning his wide eyes towards the younger of the two. “What if I hadn’t saved the documents before you just dest-” Again he had no chances to even finish his sentence as his lips were sealed in a deep kiss once more. Apparently whatever he had been working on hadn’t been so important in the end, seeing how he just melted into the kiss and forgot to even play annoyed, instead kissing back with fervor. Or then Die was just that good in making his brains shut down, at least that was the option the younger man himself was voting for.
Still there was a sweet pout on the lead guitarist’s lips as they parted, both of them seriously out of breath after the heated kiss. “You’d better make it up for messing with my documents…” He tried to sound warning but wasn’t certain how it turned out, especially since one could see the slight grin that was desperately trying to break free. Even if it hadn’t been for the grin, he already spoiled his angry act with the way his hand was resting on the younger man’s hip, gently caressing the skin through the thin fabric of his boxers. He didn’t mind the flaws in his act though, but instead just looked expectantly at the other man.
The demand made Die chuckle and he even shook his head a little bit. “Kao, when did I not make it worth it? You always benefit in the end.” There was a deep, amused sparkle in his eyes as he looked straight back at his lover, coevally sneaking his hand between their bodies to see just how much the moment had excited the older man already. A pleased mewl escaped his lips as he could clearly feel the bulge in the lead guitarist’s pants even through the rough fabric of his jeans, and teasingly he gave the clothed arousal a small squeeze as if to show what he had meant with his words.
It elicited a low groan from the older man, his body tensing clearly for a split second before he got a hold of himself at least slightly. There still was some of the tension left in the determined set of his jaw, but otherwise he managed to act even surprisingly calm and casual although the mere look in the younger guitarist’s eyes instantly made a shiver run down his spine. He chose not to reply to the words even, deciding it wouldn’t do any good as he couldn’t really argue that statement believably after his body already betrayed him.
Another deep kiss was exchanged, their tongues battling for dominance as they were practically devouring each other, allowing the inner heat to rise rapidly without anything holding it back. Abruptly the contact broke though, when Die threw his head back just to gasp for air desperately, his lungs burning for it in a way that couldn’t be ignored any longer. It only took him a few sharp intakes of breath before he was in control of himself again, turning to flash his lover a mischievous grin before sliding off his lap, right between his legs.
One could see the way Kaoru swallowed, how his breath hitched in his throat and he got caught staring for a moment, already enjoying the sight of the younger man kneeling between his legs. Slowly he licked his lips, as if subconsciously showing that he knew where this would be heading and that he definitely approved of it. He even parted his legs a bit, sliding lower in the chair as if to urge the other man on already. It made Die chuckle lowly, almost inaudibly, as he knew very well how impatient Kaoru could be when he wanted something, and it was pretty clear what he wanted right now.
Still there was no haste in Die’s movements when he finally brought his hands to the cuff of the other man’s jeans, popping the button open. He could hear the soft gasp coming from the older man when his fingers brushed over the warm skin below the waistband, although he wasn’t even close to his groin yet. A small grin ghosted over Die’s lips as something crossed his mind, and he instantly shifted a bit closer, basing his palms on the other man’s inner thighs to make him part his legs a bit further, despite the fact that he was still wearing all of his clothes.
Bringing his face close to the lead guitarist’s crotch he teasingly scraped his teeth over the clothed arousal, indicating a bite. He knew his partner liked it a bit rougher, and although he was always careful not to cross a certain line he didn’t hesitate using his teeth along with his lips and his tongue. For a long moment he kept on nibbling on the growing bulge in the lead guitarist’s pants, until there was a frustrated low growl resonating in the air, speaking clear language of someone getting desperate and needing more.
That was the point where Die finally dragged down the zipper as well, tugging the pants open to free the other man’s aching arousal. It made Kaoru whimper lowly, the cool air hitting the heated flesh making him shiver a little bit. He didn’t have time to focus on that though as a set of soft lips was teasing him again, an able tongue pushing him even higher and a set of teeth adventurously tantalizing the rigid flesh just where it felt more than good. In mere seconds Kaoru was writhing on his seat, gasping for air through slightly parted lips while his chest was heaving, his lungs burning for oxygen. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes closed and his whole expression spoke of the sensations he was going through.
When the younger man finally deep-throated the hard flesh, sucking on it almost greedily, it only took a few heartbeats and it was all over. Kaoru couldn’t hold back, his body surrendering to the feelings as he arched his back, lifting his hips in a way that forced him even deeper into his lover’s throat, into the deliciously hot wetness. He was shuddering as the orgasm washed through him, the pleasant haze spreading everywhere into his limbs. Soon he slumped back on the chair, just merely trying to remember how to breathe properly, as somehow that had seemed completely irrelevant for the past few moments.
Leaning back Die used a moment to admire his creation, grinning at his lover’s goofy smile that spoke clearly of how good he was feeling. It was precious to him, to know that he was able to make the other man feel so good and could make him relax, and most of all that he was allowed to witness every single side of him. A teasing remark couldn’t be held back though and Die’s voice cut through the still air in the room, amusement clearly dancing in his tone. “I had no idea that you were that desperate,” he winked as the older man opened his eyes halfway. “Man, if I didn’t know better I would say you’re completely sex-starved.”
That now was enough to make Kaoru chuckle and he shook his head a bit, rolling his eyes theatrically to show that the other man was completely impossible. “Maybe I am. C’mon, you still owe me.” Straightening on his seat he offered his hand to the younger guitarist, the grin on his lips so dirty that it almost seemed impossible that such an expression could even exist. “Don’t even think you would be allowed to sleep at all tonight now that you chose to distract me from my work.”
Before Die could reply anything his lips were sealed with a soft, tender kiss that clearly cut the edge from the words, but still he knew that on some level the other man had meant it. This would be a long, long night. Long and definitely sleepless. But somehow the thought had lost its fright and Die didn’t’ really mind the lack of sleep any longer.
Author:
fonulynRating: NC17
Pairing: Die and Kaoru
Disclaimer: I own no one, only my dirty imagination.
Summary: Die again has troubles sleeping, but thankfully he finds something to distract him from the annoyance. Maybe it isn’t that bad to stay awake at times…
Author’s comments: Sorry girls, still no update for Spring, but we need still a while for editing it, be patient! :) Instead I bring you this random oneshot I wrote already some time ago but never got around posting. Originally it came from the picture
sanghamyers gave for me as a prompt (long long ago *sigh*) and I promised to write a DiexKaoru fic for her. In the picture was Kaoru doing something on the computer, and although in this one the computer really doesn’t have such a big role, it still is mentioned! Anyways, please do enjoy^^ And big thanks for my lovely seinen_no for proofreading this for me!And feel free to add the journal if you like the stories!
Plus, the archive.
Die was a heavy sleeper. When he actually fell asleep, it wasn't easy to wake him up and it often seemed that not even an atomic bomb was enough to do that. The problem lied in the 'falling asleep' part as it was ridiculously hard for him. Being able to drift off into the land of dreams usually demanded a heavy dosage of some alcoholic beverage, and even then when the substance faded from his system, he tended to wake up and face the exact same problem of falling asleep again. He refused to take sleeping pills though, as those only made him feel icky and out of himself. He had tried, and every time he had ended up like walking in a fog for the whole day afterwards, and he didn't want to numb his senses like that.
Which left him the essential problem; falling asleep.
Usually he switched off the lights, buried himself into the blankets and made sure it was as silent as humanly possible around him, not to have any distractions of any sort that might keep him awake. Sometimes it worked, sometimes not. This time, he had just been cuddling with his warm blanket, feeling this certain contentment spread inside of him. The pillow felt soft against his cheek, his limbs heavy and the sleep slowly invading his system, taking over him and luring him into the land of dreams. He could already feel the blackness at the edges of his consciousness, creeping closer to finally claim him and - wait what was that?
A click sounded through the air. Yes, it was definitely a click. Followed by another, and some typing, definitely someone typing on a keyboard. Now that he focused on it he could hear even the low buzzing sound that came from the computer screen, and the flickering blue lights were dancing on his closed eyelids distractingly. He swore he could see the colors even through his closed eyelids. And at an instant he was awake again, unable to grasp the dream that was slipping through his fingers even though he desperately tried to fall back into its arms. Sleep was gone, no matter what, and he couldn't bring it back.
Suddenly completely awake, he carefully opened one eye to peek into the room and see the nature of his distraction. Of course he already knew who it would be, as who else would be using the computer in the hotel room he shared with his fellow guitarist than the man himself. Sometimes, Die swore, if he didn't love Kaoru so much he would friggin' hate him and bash his brains in. Didn't the man have any decency to let his darling boyfriend sleep at this hour, especially since they would have a long, long day tomorrow and an even longer tour ahead of them still?
A discontented frown settled down on Die's forehead as he opened both of his eyes finally, casting a long, reproachful glance straight at the lead guitarist's direction. Kaoru was sitting at the only table in the room, hunched over the keyboard and leaning his chin on his palm, his elbow resting on the table. There was a certain distinct purse on his lips, his eyes fixed on something he obviously thought was very important. Actually the sight was pretty nice, Die concluded, the frown melting away from his face without him even noticing it. The blue light from the screen was the only light in the otherwise dark room, reflecting from Kaoru's eyes and illuminating his face in an enchanting way.
Well now that he couldn't sleep anyways, why not take advantage of the situation? It only took mere seconds for the plan to form in Die's mind and a small grin was tugging the corners of his mouth, a wicked sparkle appearing in his eyes as he watched his lover for a while longer, drinking in the sight and every detail in it. Kaoru seemed to be completely unaware that he was watched, judging by the concentrated expression on his face, the way he thoughtfully tugged his goatee slightly only to smooth it down again, shifting a little on his seat to get even closer to the screen.
What could be so interesting on the flat computer screen anyways? For a second the pout re-appeared on Die's lips and he was sulking, wondering what the stupid machine had that he didn't to hold the older man's attention captured so intensely. It was a rival! And he had to win his man back, had to do it now.
That settled it and silently Die slipped out of bed, setting his feet down on the floor while heaving the blanket aside. Quickly he cast a glance towards the other man, not surprised in the slightest when it seemed that he hadn't even noticed any movement at all, but was more hypnotized by what he was doing. Die's bare feet hardly made any sound at all when he stepped on the carpet, silently approaching the older man from the left hand side.
The room wasn't that warm actually, Die could feel the cool air on his bare legs as he was only wearing his boxers and the huge t-shirt he usually slept in. But despite the fact that he was shivering slightly he didn't back off and didn't have second thoughts. A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do. Carefully he kept his eyes on the other guitarist's features, watching every single reaction from him, ready to respond in an appropriate way no matter what that reaction might be.
Kaoru only noticed him when he was standing almost right beside him, startling a little and after a single click of the mouse he turned towards the younger man, his eyes a little widened in surprise and one eyebrow arched questioningly. "I thought you were asleep." It was a statement instead of a question and Die didn't feel the need to respond, he just moved to push the other man's chair back a little so that he could half-sit on the edge of the table in front of him. That made Kaoru look even more baffled, although one could only read it in small signs in his composure if one knew him well.
"Die, what is this, couldn't yo-" Whatever it was that he had wanted to ask was cut off effectively when he felt a pair of warm lips on his own, a bold tongue darting out to take the opportunity presented when he opened his mouth in a small surprised gasp. Come to think of it, it wasn't that important anyways, at least Kaoru didn't even remember what he had been just about to say now that he was much more pleasantly occupied. He even released a small, muffled mewl that got lost somewhere between their mouths, smothered by their tongues that were engaged in a playful fight over dominance.
Neither of them knew how long it took and how much time had passed when they finally broke apart, both gasping for breath now that they had the chance, filling their burning lungs with the much needed air. There still was a thin line of saliva connecting their lips and it made Die chuckle as he noticed it, darting out his tongue to get rid of it. He ended up licking over his lover's lips though, drawing a throaty chuckle from the older man as well, before he responded to the gesture by mirroring it.
For a long while they just enjoyed their tongue-play, focusing on it and on all the feelings it elicited in both of them. With time it evolved into yet another hungry, deep kiss as they were practically devouring each other. Without breaking the contact Die moved closer, thanking his luck that the chair was huge as it gave him the perfect opportunity to settle down on his lover's lap, straddling his hips. The rough denim of the smaller man's jeans against his bare legs felt oddly good, and he even shifted a bit to gain more of the feeling.
Again the kiss was long, it seemed that they were both reluctant to break it and rather wanted to enjoy it as long as possible. Finally it was Kaoru though who pulled back, placing a palm on the younger man’s chest to keep him at a distance without allowing him in to kiss him again. “Die,” his voice was soft but had this certain admonishing tone as he looked at the rhythm guitarist from above the rim of his glasses. “I was working. Go back to bed, you need the sleep.” If one knew him well one could hear even worry in his voice, and definitely some deep affection.
“I can’t sleep,” the answer was clear and simple, and to Die it settled everything and he would stay, would see the moment through to find out what would happen now. It didn’t seem that Kaoru agreed though, a frown appearing on his forehead as he realized the meaning behind those words and what it meant. “C’mon Die, you can’t know before you try. Besides I still have to go through some stuff and I can’t just leave it like this, even if I wanted to, and I -”
Suddenly he was cut off as Die leaned backwards, blindly slamming his hand on the laptop’s keyboard. He managed to hit the power-switch with the first try, inwardly congratulating himself for it, while watching the surprised expression on Kaoru’s face turn into a horrified one when he realized what was going on. He made a hasty movement to save what was to be saved but his arms were helplessly shorter than the younger guitarist’s, and with the other man sitting on his lap there was no way for him to reach far enough to stop him.
“Hey! Diieee~!” It was impossible to tell if the lead guitarist’s tone of voice was annoyed, confused or utterly shocked as he yelped, turning his wide eyes towards the younger of the two. “What if I hadn’t saved the documents before you just dest-” Again he had no chances to even finish his sentence as his lips were sealed in a deep kiss once more. Apparently whatever he had been working on hadn’t been so important in the end, seeing how he just melted into the kiss and forgot to even play annoyed, instead kissing back with fervor. Or then Die was just that good in making his brains shut down, at least that was the option the younger man himself was voting for.
Still there was a sweet pout on the lead guitarist’s lips as they parted, both of them seriously out of breath after the heated kiss. “You’d better make it up for messing with my documents…” He tried to sound warning but wasn’t certain how it turned out, especially since one could see the slight grin that was desperately trying to break free. Even if it hadn’t been for the grin, he already spoiled his angry act with the way his hand was resting on the younger man’s hip, gently caressing the skin through the thin fabric of his boxers. He didn’t mind the flaws in his act though, but instead just looked expectantly at the other man.
The demand made Die chuckle and he even shook his head a little bit. “Kao, when did I not make it worth it? You always benefit in the end.” There was a deep, amused sparkle in his eyes as he looked straight back at his lover, coevally sneaking his hand between their bodies to see just how much the moment had excited the older man already. A pleased mewl escaped his lips as he could clearly feel the bulge in the lead guitarist’s pants even through the rough fabric of his jeans, and teasingly he gave the clothed arousal a small squeeze as if to show what he had meant with his words.
It elicited a low groan from the older man, his body tensing clearly for a split second before he got a hold of himself at least slightly. There still was some of the tension left in the determined set of his jaw, but otherwise he managed to act even surprisingly calm and casual although the mere look in the younger guitarist’s eyes instantly made a shiver run down his spine. He chose not to reply to the words even, deciding it wouldn’t do any good as he couldn’t really argue that statement believably after his body already betrayed him.
Another deep kiss was exchanged, their tongues battling for dominance as they were practically devouring each other, allowing the inner heat to rise rapidly without anything holding it back. Abruptly the contact broke though, when Die threw his head back just to gasp for air desperately, his lungs burning for it in a way that couldn’t be ignored any longer. It only took him a few sharp intakes of breath before he was in control of himself again, turning to flash his lover a mischievous grin before sliding off his lap, right between his legs.
One could see the way Kaoru swallowed, how his breath hitched in his throat and he got caught staring for a moment, already enjoying the sight of the younger man kneeling between his legs. Slowly he licked his lips, as if subconsciously showing that he knew where this would be heading and that he definitely approved of it. He even parted his legs a bit, sliding lower in the chair as if to urge the other man on already. It made Die chuckle lowly, almost inaudibly, as he knew very well how impatient Kaoru could be when he wanted something, and it was pretty clear what he wanted right now.
Still there was no haste in Die’s movements when he finally brought his hands to the cuff of the other man’s jeans, popping the button open. He could hear the soft gasp coming from the older man when his fingers brushed over the warm skin below the waistband, although he wasn’t even close to his groin yet. A small grin ghosted over Die’s lips as something crossed his mind, and he instantly shifted a bit closer, basing his palms on the other man’s inner thighs to make him part his legs a bit further, despite the fact that he was still wearing all of his clothes.
Bringing his face close to the lead guitarist’s crotch he teasingly scraped his teeth over the clothed arousal, indicating a bite. He knew his partner liked it a bit rougher, and although he was always careful not to cross a certain line he didn’t hesitate using his teeth along with his lips and his tongue. For a long moment he kept on nibbling on the growing bulge in the lead guitarist’s pants, until there was a frustrated low growl resonating in the air, speaking clear language of someone getting desperate and needing more.
That was the point where Die finally dragged down the zipper as well, tugging the pants open to free the other man’s aching arousal. It made Kaoru whimper lowly, the cool air hitting the heated flesh making him shiver a little bit. He didn’t have time to focus on that though as a set of soft lips was teasing him again, an able tongue pushing him even higher and a set of teeth adventurously tantalizing the rigid flesh just where it felt more than good. In mere seconds Kaoru was writhing on his seat, gasping for air through slightly parted lips while his chest was heaving, his lungs burning for oxygen. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes closed and his whole expression spoke of the sensations he was going through.
When the younger man finally deep-throated the hard flesh, sucking on it almost greedily, it only took a few heartbeats and it was all over. Kaoru couldn’t hold back, his body surrendering to the feelings as he arched his back, lifting his hips in a way that forced him even deeper into his lover’s throat, into the deliciously hot wetness. He was shuddering as the orgasm washed through him, the pleasant haze spreading everywhere into his limbs. Soon he slumped back on the chair, just merely trying to remember how to breathe properly, as somehow that had seemed completely irrelevant for the past few moments.
Leaning back Die used a moment to admire his creation, grinning at his lover’s goofy smile that spoke clearly of how good he was feeling. It was precious to him, to know that he was able to make the other man feel so good and could make him relax, and most of all that he was allowed to witness every single side of him. A teasing remark couldn’t be held back though and Die’s voice cut through the still air in the room, amusement clearly dancing in his tone. “I had no idea that you were that desperate,” he winked as the older man opened his eyes halfway. “Man, if I didn’t know better I would say you’re completely sex-starved.”
That now was enough to make Kaoru chuckle and he shook his head a bit, rolling his eyes theatrically to show that the other man was completely impossible. “Maybe I am. C’mon, you still owe me.” Straightening on his seat he offered his hand to the younger guitarist, the grin on his lips so dirty that it almost seemed impossible that such an expression could even exist. “Don’t even think you would be allowed to sleep at all tonight now that you chose to distract me from my work.”
Before Die could reply anything his lips were sealed with a soft, tender kiss that clearly cut the edge from the words, but still he knew that on some level the other man had meant it. This would be a long, long night. Long and definitely sleepless. But somehow the thought had lost its fright and Die didn’t’ really mind the lack of sleep any longer.