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rabenhorst) wrote2009-08-10 06:39 pm
rabenhorst) wrote2009-08-10 06:39 pm
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Title: Paperwork
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seinen_no and fonulyn
Rating: NC17
Pairing: ToshiyaxDie
Disclaimer: We own no one, only our dirty imaginations.
Summary: A hot summer day, broken air-conditioning and two hot and horny men. What else does a good, hot and sweaty PWP need? ;D
Comments:
seinen_no: It's so hot here at the moment that one HAD to include this in a fic. And there's hardly anything hotter than some DiexTosh action, is there? I know, many of our readers would disagree, but hey, you need some variety every once in a while, don't you? I hope you enjoy reading this as much as we enjoyed writing it! And remember to keep cool drinks and a fan in reach :D
fonulyn: I have only one thing to say: Toshiya looks fucking hot when he sweats. Amen. XD Weeell~ This is basically just porn, but hell, I enjoyed writing it so fucking much that I have no words for it! XD It was much needed. *coughs* I hope someone else finds it enjoyable too ;)
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Paperwork
Die hated these hot summer days. He had nothing against warmth, nothing against sunshine and summer, but this was different. It was so muggy that your clothes were like glued to your skin the moment you put them on, and even though Die didn't tend to sweat easily this weather always made droplets of water bead on his forehead, on his arms and his neck.
Frustrated, he brushed away a strand of hair that was stubbornly sticking to his forehead, running his fingers through his hair right afterwards. It was always hard to concentrate on boring paperwork anyways, and this made it even more unbearable. Already long ago they had opened the window, then the door to the balcony, but it didn't help at all, the air outside was as still and heavy as inside and there wasn't even a trace of wind. One could feel the heat hanging in the air, unmoving.
Still, the heat wasn't the worst distraction. Die's eyes were glued to the papers in front of him, as he tried frantically to figure out what he should fill in to the formula he hardly understood. He could've sworn that these things were impossible to fill out anyways, and that the government only wanted them to make life a living hell for everyone. It was hard for him to focus on papers like that to begin with, and having someone constantly distract him made it even harder.
This time, the distraction was called Toshiya. The younger of the two was supposed to actually HELP with the papers, but he had hardly scribbled his own name across one of the forms after which he had focused on complaining about the broken air-conditioning. Right now he wasn't complaining anymore, but he still was releasing huge sighs, shifting and squirming on his seat, stretching his long limbs, and THAT was something Die called a major distraction.
Toshiya had taken off his socks, constantly tugging his shirt to keep it from sticking to his skin. When it came to sweating, he was the master. Time and time again, he wiped the back of his hand across his forehead to stop the droplets from running down the side of his face. Why on earth did they wait with the paperwork till the last moment? Oh yeah, he remembered and that caused a smug smile to ghost across his lips.
Again, a huge sigh escaped him as he shifted on his seat, trying to find a cool spot that hadn't been heated by his butt already. In vain! The company they had called to fix the air-conditioner had promised to do it instantly - that had been yesterday – and that already annoyed him endlessly.
"Which insurances do you have?" Die asked and only earned a half-hearted shrug. How was Toshiya supposed to know? Usually, they had somebody to do the taxes for them, but since there had been some inaccuracies the last time, Die and he had decided to do them themselves and see how far they would get with it. Well, Die had decided that. Of course after a talk with Kaoru who ALWAYS did his taxes alone. The lead-guitarist had planted the seed in Die's head by telling him how easy it was and that there was no necessity to pay somebody for it. But already deciding if eating out during a tour belonged to the expenses or not was a tough choice.
Again, Toshiya sighed, opening the first buttons of his shirt. "Can't we do that some other time?" he whined. He had been trying to focus on what Die told him, was sitting there with his little box full of unsorted bills and the folder with invoices but had no clue what they should do with them.
"No, we can't," Die replied instantly, trying not to look at the other man since if he did, that frown would make his defenses melt away like ice in the sunshine and he didn't want that. This had to be done; they had already wasted enough time with it. "The first time we tried to do this, you desperately wanted to go to the movies and so we pushed it further. The second time you suddenly began cleaning the damn place up and we didn't manage to do this. And do I even need to tell you what happened the last time?" They had figured having a drink while doing the paperwork would help, but instead had ended up being all over each other, screwing on the living-room floor long into the night. Giving the younger man a small grin, the guitarist lifted his gaze finally to look at him. "So no. We can't push it any further. I'm sorry."
Instantly he noticed that looking up had been a mistake though. Droplets of sweat were shimmering on the bassist's even skin, his wet shirt sticking to his broad shoulders and muscular chest. One could even see the muscles move underneath the thin fabric when the younger of the two shifted again, stretching a bit and moving uncomfortably. It made Die's throat dry up and he quickly looked away, trying to focus on the work at hand again.
Of course Toshiya knew what kind of effect he had on his lover and so he figured that opening the shirt completely might convince Die that there were other, more enticing, things to attend than the taxes. He even was bold enough to open the top button of his jeans, waiting until Die risked a short glance to run his fingers along the skin where the cuff had been. He knew that he was impossible and he technically knew that they had to do the taxes finally, but he simply couldn't focus. It was far too hot for that. Even the city seemed to be resting at this time of the day as everybody was trying to escape the heat.
"Alright, alright," The younger of the two heaved a huge sigh, shaking his head to clear his thoughts. "Then let's focus on it now so that we get it done quickly." That lasted for exactly thirty seconds before Toshiya jumped off his chair. "I'll get us something cool to drink. Maybe that helps concentrating."
"Yeah, as if..." Die mumbled, inwardly thinking that this now meant that the younger man would vanish completely for close to an hour before he'd return to see if all the work was done. Or... some of the work since at this rate he'd need more than an hour for it.
He already couldn't get rid of the image that had practically burned itself in his mind: the bassist stretching his slender body in that alluring way, wiping off sweat from his forehead and just looking so majorly HOT that there was no way one could resist that. It would be so much more fun to just explore that perfect body, feel those large hands on his skin and ... Wait wait! Die's eyes snapped open suddenly when he realized he had just started daydreaming instead of trying to work. He swallowed hard, biting on his lower lip, and turned back to the papers again.
His attempt was in vain though as Toshiya was standing right before him, giving him a perfect view on those delicious abs of his. It got even better when the younger man bent down to press a small kiss on Die's lips, his voice casual and yet teasing when he asked; "Coke?"
They both knew he was trying to ditch work, but how could Die be mad if he did it in such a sweet way? At least the younger man was hoping that his lover would forgive him. He was no good with numbers anyways and those forms scared the hell out of him. He had no idea about all the paragraphs and the things one had to take into account. His abilities were on a whole different area and he knew it.
Involuntarily Die had to smile and he even replied to the kiss when the other man leaned down again, stealing another one from him. "Yeah, coke would be amazing," he agreed, and had to admit that it indeed was a clever thought to get something to drink. They were sweating so much to begin with, the room hot and moist like a sauna. Instinctively Die roamed his gaze down the younger man's stomach though, unable to deny himself from taking a good look at such an amazing sight.
Just for him, Toshiya straightened before turning around finally. He had very well noticed the look in his lover's eyes and couldn't deny that it made him feel good. Better than that. Although a look like this made him feel even hotter than to begin with. So he quickly strolled out of the room, heading for the kitchen. Of course he took his time, not eager to get back to work too soon. Still, how long could it take to fix two huge cokes with ice? He made a game out of how slow he managed to move, but when he dropped the ice-cubes into the drinks, he had an idea.
Quickly, he got rid of the shirt. It was clammy anyways. His jeans had to go too. Much better! Like this, he could feel the cool air that streamed out of the fridge directly on his skin. It was heavenly and made him wish he could fold himself small enough to fit into the fridge. Before thinking, he had already grabbed an ice-cube out of the box, running it along the back of his neck and over his chest. That was even better. It only took him a second and he ran it over his nipples, sighing a bit as the feeling was wonderful cold and still turned him on a little when he felt the small nubs harden from the cold water. Should he try his pants too? Maybe it would feel good on his overly heated ass as well? No! Shaking his head, he got a grip of himself, took the glasses and returned to the other man, resigning to his fate. Still, the water on his skin hadn't dried completely yet, creating a wonderful cool feeling when the air hit it.
When Die sensed the presence beside him he still didn't look up at first though, trying to finish the one part at least. He had managed to fill in the answers for some questions at least, and felt victorious right now. "Thanks." He glanced up as he took the coke and that was the biggest mistake possible. One look at the bassist's half-naked form and his brains simply shut down when he got caught staring. The drink in his hand was long forgotten as were the papers on the table, when he drank in the sight. He even slowly ran his tongue along his lower lip without noticing it, completely hypnotized.
That was something Toshiya loved in Die. The guitarist was unable to hide what was going on inside him as everything was clearly written all over his face. Besides, seeing the pink tongue dart out and lick across those lush lips certainly was something that didn't help him to cool down but rather did the opposite. For a moment, he kept on looking back, a slight grin dancing on his lips. But then he nodded towards the papers. "And? Done already?" Toshiya grinned, knowing fully well that Die couldn't be done, not in the slightest. But he also knew that he had his lover's full attention and he wasn't willing to give up on that.
The question made Die tear his gaze off his lover's form for the moment though and he grumbled protesting to show his disagreement. "Done? As if... But I DID get more work done while you were gone than you did thus far at all," he pointed out, unable to hold back a small grin that was stubbornly trying to twist his lips. Slowly, carefully, he raised his gaze again, but already when he caught a glimpse of those firm, sexy thighs he had to swallow hard. How was it even possible? Everything in the younger man turned him on endlessly and he was completely helpless.
Toshiya decided to take his chances and sat down on his lover's lap nonchalantly, despite the heat. Smiling, he wrapped his arms around Die's neck, leaned in and gave him a slow, sweet kiss that was still a bit cool because he had been sucking on an ice-cube earlier. "I should reward you for your bravery, my sweet, intelligent man." It was all an act, a game to him and they both knew it. Still, the way Toshiya moved his hips, like accidentally shifting so that he was seated perfectly on his lover's lap, spoke of anything but an innocent play.
It was more than enough to elicit a low groan from the guitarist and he even closed his eyes for a split second, trying hard to get a grip. On their own his hands found their way to his lover's hips though, and without noticing his own actions he shifted a bit on his seat to bring their bodies even closer. "You should stop mocking me, or I make you finish the work alone," he mock-threatened, knowing that it was a weak, empty threat.
"You wouldn't dare!" Toshiya was amused, showing it with a smile even. "You'd be too afraid I'll do it wrong." His eyes were sparkling and it was clear that at least he didn't intend on lifting a single finger to get the paperwork done that day. "But you did so well thus far." Suddenly, his voice had dropped an octave, his lips close to Die's ear. "You should get a reward."
It again elicited a low gasp from the older man, but he didn't even try to hold back the grin that broke free this time. Slowly, he slid his hands from the other man's hips to his butt, only to give the nicely formed rear a good squeeze as he pulled his lover closer. "And I suppose you have a good reward in mind," he replied in a similar tone, his voice clearly lower and showing he didn't exactly try to get any work done either.
Toshiya noticed that with certain contentment, the grin like stuck to his face. "Oh baby," he used the petname as he always did when he was thinking about sex, "I have many ideas." Pulling back, he looked Die straight in the eyes, not even bothering to hide how glad he was that he had the other man's undivided attention. It was still hot of course, but that didn't bother him anymore. As long as he didn't have to focus on boring tax-papers and could rather focus on something he knew to do by instinct, he was happy. "The only question is," he pursed his lips, pretending to ponder, "what you would want as a reward."
"That's easy." Die didn't even need to think about that, the answer came instantly with a grin. He didn't go on though, but instead tilted his head enough to capture those sweet, pursed lips with his own in a deep and yet playful kiss. That was always something they both enjoyed immensely, the way they could maintain the playfulness even in the most passionate of kisses. Die's hands were getting a little restless as the kiss lasted, dancing over the younger man's back only to return back to his rear, roaming over smooth skin, touching, feeling, caressing. When they finally parted they were both slightly breathless, looking at each other from deeply sparkling eyes. "You."
Toshiya could feel a drop of sweat run down his back only that this time it wasn't the general heat that had caused it but the anticipation that was rising within. "You always make it sound so mushy," he teased, his grin widening a bit. Coevally, he shifted on Die's lap, trying to feel him more intensely than he did anyways.
"Hey," Die protested with a chuckle, playfully slapping his lover's butt as if to punish him for that. "I have the right to!" A drop of sweat was running down the bassist's long, perfect neck and that was the point when Die couldn't hold back. He leaned in and caught the sweatdrop with his tongue. Still that wasn't enough for him, he latched his lips on the smooth skin, sucking almost greedily.
That caused gooseflesh to rise on Toshiya's arms and neck, a small shudder running down his spine despite the general heat. Die's lips were perfect, his tongue able to do things to him without even touching the really sensitive areas of his body. Despite his attempts to hold back, a small groan left his lips and he tilted his head to the side, offering more skin to his lover. "Just don't stop doing what you do," he pleaded. Still, he somehow made it sound teasing, challenging even. He loved these moments when both of them knew what would happen and still they, or one of them, was trying to keep his cool, to appear like there was something more important to do than spending some quality time together.
Only that right now Die didn't know any longer which one of them was supposed to be the one holding back. It certainly wasn't him, as he had given in longest already, was completely hypnotized by his lover and just wanted more of him. He had no intentions to stop, quite the contrary, he even began working on the soft skin with his teeth, not caring that he would certainly leave several marks behind. He wanted to mark the other man as his own territory, wanted to claim him, as silly as it might've sounded.
As much as he loved that long neck, it wasn't enough for him now, he was craving for even more. Suddenly he grabbed the bassist tight, flipping them both to the side. All air escaped Toshiya's lungs as he was practically slammed on the couch, the older man instantly pressing close again. "You are a fucking tease..." Die murmured lowly, barely audibly as he again began nibbling on the other man's neck. Slowly he worked his way downwards, already yearning for that toned stomach.
Toshiya had gasped when his back had hit the soft surface but then groaned instantly. The comment made him chuckle though as he couldn't tell anymore who was the tease and who the teased one. Still, he managed to grin, even though his lover didn't see it. "I know," he purred, his own hands running down Die's shoulders. Slowly, he pulled up his shirt until he held the hem in his hands and then quickly tucked it over Die's head, not bothering that his lover had to lift his upper body quickly not to get stuck. He could feel the bulge in his own boxers swell, knew that it was visible for the other man as well and he also knew that Die loved that. The guitarist simply was craving for any kind of sign that showed how much the bassist was reacting to him. And damn, Toshiya was craving for Die to finally pull down those friggin' boxers and free him.
He to wait though, since Die was determined to enjoy this to the fullest at first. Once he had reached the other man's abdomen he began to use his teeth more again, loving the way he could feel the small muscles adjust underneath the smooth skin, how the other man was tensing automatically when he teased the more sensitive spots. He could've spent hours upon hours like this, just teasing his lover's neck and stomach as he enjoyed it so much.
Finally though the bulge between the younger man's legs had grown too big to be ignored and with a smirk, Die slid a bit lower. "You seem pretty desperate..." he purred, before carefully scraping his teeth over the impressive bulge through the thin fabric, generously using his tongue as well.
That again elicited a needy gasp from the younger man and a few desperate chuckles. "What did you expect?" he asked grinning. "Of course I'm hard for you, baby." He had parted his thighs a bit but despite being hard and ready, he loved to feel Die's teeth and tongue on him, no matter where. Still, being teased through his boxers never failed to turn him on even more and he could feel the heat rise quickly within. It was as if the surrounding air had plotted against him together with his body so that he was now feeling hotter than ever before. Sweat was beading everywhere on his skin already while usually it waited until they were at least at it.
"You're just too good," he praised, knowing that this wouldn't get him far with the other man. Still, it was worth a try, wasn't it? Maybe Die would have mercy on him. Besides, it was dangerous to prolong the important things when it was so hot outside. One could suffer from a heart-attack.
The thought of a heart-attack didn't even cross Die's mind right now as he was focused on much more important things. His lover's cock, that was. He did his best to drive the other man higher, enjoying every single reaction he managed to gain. For surprisingly long, he managed to hold back, but finally just ripped the last garment off Toshiya's body with a frustrated growl.
He couldn't have cared less that he was acting like a greedy whore and instantly he ran his lips along the hard flesh from base to tip once the boxers were gone, only to then enclose his lips around it. He was sucking eagerly when he moved his head down, taking as much of his lover into his throat as possible. His own pants had grown painfully tight already, and almost like in a haze he brought one hand between his legs to unbutton them as well.
Toshiya noticed the action through the blur he was in at that moment. Laces of pleasure, heat and moreover desire were running through him, made him groan and part his legs even further. He loved it when Die was like this, not caring for what they had been doing just a minute ago but giving him his undivided attention; preferably with his hot mouth.
He had been trying to just enjoy this but the intention only lasted for a second. Basing his feet on the couch, he moved his hips up, forcing himself deep into his lover's mouth. He knew Die could take it and was proven right when the other man didn't even try to pull back a single bit but instead kept still, allowing him to proceed. The bassist's hands had found their way to Die's hair, clenching the silky strands into his fists only to push him down forcefully, greedy for everything he could get. When Die had managed to open his pants and had pulled them down enough to free himself, he moved his leg. Pre-empting the other man, he ran his foot along the pulsating flesh between Die's legs, pressing down firmly.
The movements of his foot weren't as coordinated as they could've been, but right then the guitarist was actually grateful for that as it brought some intensity to the friction. He groaned around the thick flesh in his mouth, closing his eyes in a desperate attempt to get a grip somehow. Already feeling how much the younger man enjoyed this, how he was trying to gain more, turned him on endlessly and combined with the touches on his own hardness it was even better.
The heat in the room had already been unbearable to begin with but now it had multiplied, making them both sweat and feel like they were boiling on the inside. Desperately, as if begging for more of the friction, the older man tried to move his hips forward, pushing the jeans down enough to be out of the way.
It was intense, both men trying to gain more and give more at the same moment. Toshiya knew that his lover not only didn't mind rough, but liked it and so he didn't bother to try to hold back but rubbed him firmly with his foot. The only thing he regretted was that he didn't reach far enough to feel the thick, heavy flesh in his palm. When Die even used his teeth on him, he couldn't stifle a surprised outcry, his hips thrusting upwards only a split-second later.
Not for a single second did he allow Die to take control over the movements but dictated the rhythm with his grasp on the other man's hair. He could feel the couch's cloth stick to the skin of his back, noticed distantly that he soaked it with his sweat. Forgotten were the taxes, forgotten the technician for the air-conditioning as all he could think of was the rising heat within, the pressure that seemed to burst him any second.
The older man was groaning shamelessly, not even trying to cover how much it turned him on to feel the thick, hard flesh brush against the back of his throat time and time again. It felt as if his blood was boiling in his veins, evaporating to just vanish into the air. He could hardly breathe, only able to get some oxygen through his nose but that was completely insufficient, and still he didn't waste a single thought at it right now.
At one point he tried to pull his head back to say something, but gave up on it as the younger man just demandingly tugged his hair, forcing him down again. Not that he minded; if this was how Toshiya wanted it, he would damn well give it to him. It wasn't usual for the bassist to act so demanding that he came off possessive and rough, and maybe that was why Die found himself enjoying it way too much.
Actually, Toshiya didn't think at all. Maybe the fact that they hadn't had any in a couple of days due to work and the insufferable heat outside made him act like this. Right now he couldn't have cared less though. He was lost in a pleasant haze, always greedy for more and only when he was too close to the peak, he eased his grip on Die's hair. For a second, he gathered all his willpower and then even pulled his lover back.
Panting, he was looking into Die's flushed face. It never failed to impress him how sexy he looked like this, his lips glistening wet, cheeks flushed, face covered in sweat with a few strands of wet hair sticking to his forehead. Both men were close to suffocating, at least it felt like that, trying to fill their lungs with needed air and it only took a second for Toshiya to regret breaking the moment as he felt somewhat lost without Die's hot, wet mouth around him. Still, he didn't want it to be over just yet, was craving for something different.
It took him some effort to straighten, but finally he managed to sit up and push Die backwards until he was lying on the couch with the younger man above him. Their cocks were touching and Toshiya's hand was running up the inside of Die's thigh ever so gently. Even when he reached Die's arousal, the touch remained like this, standing in crass contrast to the pressure he had used with his foot before. They were still panting, but that wouldn't change anytime soon, their bodies heated, the skin wet and clammy.
With an impatient movement, Toshiya practically ripped his lover's jeans down, letting them drop to the floor heedlessly. The next second, he claimed Die's lips in a feverish kiss. It wasn't perfect, but spoke of the passion of the moment; teeth meeting lips, a tongue piercing Die's mouth so deeply that he had to ask himself if it was determined to replace his lover's cock.
There was certain desperation to every move they made, to every single touch they exchanged. It made everything appear hasty, as the urgency to gain even more of the feelings was growing stronger and stronger inside both of them. Instinctively, Die had grabbed his lover's hair in his hands, tangling his fingers in the soft strands as he deepened the kiss further if humanly possible. They were practically eating each other alive, the kiss bruising both their lips.
At one point Die tried to move, only to notice that he was effectively pinned down against the clammy surface of the couch with his lover was using his whole bodyweight to keep him down. Slowly he let his hands move down to the bassist's shoulders and further along his muscular arms. Die couldn't hold back the clear shudder that it made go through him since he loved how he could feel the strain in the other man's body, could feel how he tensed and how the muscles adjusted underneath the smooth skin. That was more than a turn-on, it was something that threatened to make his whole mind explode.
Toshiya on his side couldn't help but to shiver under his lover's touch. His smooth hands almost felt unreal on the heated skin. Sadly, the kiss had to be sacrificed once in favor of breathing. Still, they kept their faces close and the younger man grinned at his lover when he took a hold of his left leg, pushing it to the side. His intentions were clear and still he kept on teasing, only allowed Die to feel the tip of his arousal press against his entrance. Instinctively, the muscle tightened, ready to prevent any kind of intrusion despite better knowledge. It never failed to turn Toshiya on to feel the reaction as he knew this body would welcome him still after a few seconds.
No matter how often they had been together like this, it was always new, always different and certainly never boring. Something like routine had never managed to force its way into their lives so far and both men were more than grateful for that. Toshiya's heart was beating frantically in anticipation, threatening to burst his chest and he didn't feel the heat anymore, didn't notice that he was covered in sweat when he moved his hips forward a bit more, pushing hard against his lover and still not enough to penetrate him just yet.
Die's whole being was going wild; body and mind, and despite his attempts to hold still he was squirming on his place as this was just too much to take. He had no words for how much it turned him on, how the sweet anticipation pushed the need within even higher and how he was literally dying to finally gain more of the sensations. He even tried to nudge his hips demandingly, in a desperate attempt to force the hard flesh into his body, but it was doomed straight from the beginning. A long, low groan pushed its way past his lips, his voice laced with desperation and need as he spoke. "C'mon Tosh, just fuck me already!" He inhaled shakily, a visible tremble going through his whole body. "Please..."
It was always special to hear him beg and showed Toshiya how much he needed it really. There was no way to deny his lover his wish and the next moment, the younger man moved his hips forward firmly. He could feel the muscle give in, could feel the tightness and the heat engulf him and it made him throw his head back, a guttural groan forcing its way out of his throat as the pleasure was all too much at that moment. Yet, he gave neither of them a second of rest and instead leaned his whole weight on Die's leg which he had pushed up far.
It didn't take long for him to find his rhythm, both men knowing exactly how the other was functioning. The sweat created incredibly naughty sounds whenever their hips collided, Toshiya's thrusts firm and yet not rough nor especially demanding. He was aiming to push both of their limits, his self-control hanging on a silken tread.
Die had lost all of his self-control already, was just living for the pleasure within, yearning for more of it desperately. As best as he could, he moved his hips to meet the thrusts halfway, showing clearly what he wanted and how he wanted it. Whenever they weren't exchanging short, fiery kisses they just kept their faces close, staring deep into each other's eyes or simply enjoyed the way their hot breaths were mixing. Die's hands were still restlessly running along every inch of his lover's skin wherever he could reach, marveling the strength hidden beneath that smooth skin.
The fire that was burning in those chocolate brown, almost black, eyes sent constant shivers of desire down the younger man's spine. It was incredible how easily Die could direct his movements to gain whatever he wanted. Just a small shift of his hips and Toshiya adjusted his thrusts, always trying to please his lover the best. Although Die was lying underneath him, filled with his hard cock, he certainly wasn't the weak part in this as he knew exactly what he wanted and how to gain it. Toshiya could feel how close the other man was, could see it in his eyes, taste it in the way how he kissed him, tell by the way how his insides were clenching around his hardness randomly.
After the last kiss had ended, he suddenly pulled back though, grinning at his lover with impishly sparkling eyes. "C'mon baby, turn around." He even moved back a bit to give Die the room to move. They both liked it doggy-style and he knew that it was the way to make the older man go wild. They needed a shower anyways, so why not enhance this moment a bit still? "Give me your ass!" he added when Die didn't move instantly, too baffled that he was empty all of a sudden without having reached the peak.
For the first few fragments of a second, Die was incredibly frustrated, almost angry as he had been so close and then was denied the climax at the last possible moment. When the words registered in his brains though, he couldn't cover a clear shudder, even a low moan spilling from his slightly parted lips. With a lot of effort he managed to get his shaky limbs moving, finally turning around as he'd been told to. He even threw a cocky smirk at his lover over his shoulder, lowering his upper body so that he presented himself invitingly, ready to be taken.
The sight took Toshiya's breath away. His lover's beck bent lowly so that his ass was lifted, his hole still puckering naughtily and, moreover, his glance, sending an electric wave of desire through his whole body. Unable to deny himself the pleasure, Toshiya leaned in, allowing his tongue to slip between those small, firm buttocks, touching regions that were only there for him. The groan that followed the action sent another shudder through his being, desire flaring up almost untamable. Tasting the other man like this was probably the most intimate thing one could imagine and Toshiya was very well aware of that fact. Still, it only lasted for a second before he pulled back again, positioning himself behind his lover.
Die had lowered his head too, ready for the pleasure that would take over him again any second. He wasn't disappointed as his lover's first thrust already hit his good spot perfectly, made stars dance before his eyes, his body jolting uncontrollably. Toshiya held him down though, his palms placed on his hips, gripping him tightly. This time, he didn't bother to begin slow but picked up a rhythm of quick, hard thrusts right away.
Every single one of them was enough to make a white flash of pleasure explode inside the older man's mind that consumed him from the inside until he felt like he was detaching from this world. Shamelessly he voiced his pleasure, every jolt of his body and every snap of the bassist's hips accompanied by desperate whimpers or throaty moans. Die's fingers were slipping on the surface of the couch as he tried to find something to hold on to, clawing on the cushions although he barely noticed that he was moving. His whole world consisted of pleasure, the feeling of being claimed so intensely time and time again. He could've sworn he could taste his lover on his tongue, fucking him so deep he reached his throat from the inside. Their bodies were truly becoming one for these few moments, melting together until neither of them could tell where one ended and the other began.
Slowly, Toshiya began having problems to keep his rhythm, the pleasure numbing his senses and blurring his vision. Still, what he saw was enough to make him groan time and time again, the sight pushing the lust higher while his lover's tightness never failed to drive him insane. He was dying on the spot, unable to tell if this was pleasure or pain, if this was hot or cold and yet he knew very well that he wanted more. With each thrust, he pulled Die against him, aiming for the deepest penetration possible.
Like this, it was the best as neither of them had planned it beforehand and they both had just grabbed the opportunity at hand. It was something that made their relationship, spontaneity. Because of that, they had made love in toilets, phone-booths, a corn-field and even in the back of a taxi already. To Toshiya it was always a miracle that Die didn't seem to need more than just him claiming his body like this. It was enough for the other man to push his limits, to reach completion without even laying hands on himself. Of course it wasn't always like this, but whenever it happened, it didn't fail to make Toshiya feel like the top of creation, the best lover on earth although he knew it was ridiculous.
In a way it wasn't, since truthfully he was the one to elicit the most reactions from the guitarist, the one to push his limits easily and Die would've been the first one to admit that. They simply matched in every single aspect of their relationship, completing each other in a way no one else ever had managed, not even close.
Already the feeling of his lover's large, warm and strong hands on his hips made Die's head spin, and he just didn't know where to with all the feelings the whole moment made him go through. He was gasping for breath, his head tilted to the side, allowing him to inhale shakily whenever he could. And still breathing was far from being priority number one as he hardly noticed the burning of his lungs and was just focused on the unification of their bodies.
Then, suddenly, it hit him. The climax coursed through his consciousness like a tidal wave, washing away everything else from his world but the two of them and the sensations they shared. He forgot how to breathe, his whole being so tense it was close to breaking since every muscle tightened at the same second. His world simply consisted of pure pleasure for that one split second during which his lover's name spilled from his lips.
Feeling his Die's muscles spasm around him the moment he came hard and spilled his release all over the couch made Toshiya cry out. For a few moments, he even picked up the pace, enhancing the sensations of the orgasm for his lover while eagerly making use of the increasing tightness himself. The edges of his vision blurred and only a split second later, a wave heat coursed through his whole body like electricity.
His climax was far from the quiet type and the younger man voiced his pleasure shamelessly, letting everybody who listened know what was going on. There simply was no way to hold back, no way to be quiet when Die made him go through feelings like this. His mind was blank as all he could do was to feel, feel the incredible pleasure, the heat that spread around his cock that was buried deep inside the man before him. A dangerous mixture of emotions was running through him at moments like these, making him high like no drug ever could.
Everything was over in a second though and the instant pleasure made way for a steady bliss, his movements slowing down until he pulled back finally. Just seeing his lover leak his own release made him strangely content and yet he didn't dwell on that feeling for too long. Still breathing heavily, he shifted both of their bodies until Die was resting half on top of him, both men holding their eyes tightly closed. Right now, even the surrounding hot air managed to cool their bodies, feeling heavenly even.
They stayed like this for a long moment, listening to each other's ragged breathing while trying to land back to reality at least somewhat. When they had managed to calm down a bit, they turned to each other like in silent stipulation to initiate a slow and sensual kiss. It couldn't last long, both of them being too breathless for that, but they enjoyed it nevertheless and afterwards they were beaming happily.
It was Die who broke the silence, his voice raspy and unsteady, and still there was clear amusement and affection dancing in it. "You are a sneaky bastard! How come you manage to turn working on taxes into full-on porn so easily?" He chuckled lowly, stealing another short kiss before going on. "First I'm counting our income, and the next second I'm down sucking your cock."
Toshiya simply grinned widely, giving a casual shrug. "That's my magic, baby. I can make everything fun. Even doing taxes." He couldn't deny that he loved how the day had turned out and he already thought about a way how to distract his lover the next time he was determined to finish the papers. He at least was determined to spice it up his own way.
Author:
seinen_no and fonulynRating: NC17
Pairing: ToshiyaxDie
Disclaimer: We own no one, only our dirty imaginations.
Summary: A hot summer day, broken air-conditioning and two hot and horny men. What else does a good, hot and sweaty PWP need? ;D
Comments:
seinen_no: It's so hot here at the moment that one HAD to include this in a fic. And there's hardly anything hotter than some DiexTosh action, is there? I know, many of our readers would disagree, but hey, you need some variety every once in a while, don't you? I hope you enjoy reading this as much as we enjoyed writing it! And remember to keep cool drinks and a fan in reach :Dfonulyn: I have only one thing to say: Toshiya looks fucking hot when he sweats. Amen. XD Weeell~ This is basically just porn, but hell, I enjoyed writing it so fucking much that I have no words for it! XD It was much needed. *coughs* I hope someone else finds it enjoyable too ;)And feel free to add our journal if you like the stories!
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Die hated these hot summer days. He had nothing against warmth, nothing against sunshine and summer, but this was different. It was so muggy that your clothes were like glued to your skin the moment you put them on, and even though Die didn't tend to sweat easily this weather always made droplets of water bead on his forehead, on his arms and his neck.
Frustrated, he brushed away a strand of hair that was stubbornly sticking to his forehead, running his fingers through his hair right afterwards. It was always hard to concentrate on boring paperwork anyways, and this made it even more unbearable. Already long ago they had opened the window, then the door to the balcony, but it didn't help at all, the air outside was as still and heavy as inside and there wasn't even a trace of wind. One could feel the heat hanging in the air, unmoving.
Still, the heat wasn't the worst distraction. Die's eyes were glued to the papers in front of him, as he tried frantically to figure out what he should fill in to the formula he hardly understood. He could've sworn that these things were impossible to fill out anyways, and that the government only wanted them to make life a living hell for everyone. It was hard for him to focus on papers like that to begin with, and having someone constantly distract him made it even harder.
This time, the distraction was called Toshiya. The younger of the two was supposed to actually HELP with the papers, but he had hardly scribbled his own name across one of the forms after which he had focused on complaining about the broken air-conditioning. Right now he wasn't complaining anymore, but he still was releasing huge sighs, shifting and squirming on his seat, stretching his long limbs, and THAT was something Die called a major distraction.
Toshiya had taken off his socks, constantly tugging his shirt to keep it from sticking to his skin. When it came to sweating, he was the master. Time and time again, he wiped the back of his hand across his forehead to stop the droplets from running down the side of his face. Why on earth did they wait with the paperwork till the last moment? Oh yeah, he remembered and that caused a smug smile to ghost across his lips.
Again, a huge sigh escaped him as he shifted on his seat, trying to find a cool spot that hadn't been heated by his butt already. In vain! The company they had called to fix the air-conditioner had promised to do it instantly - that had been yesterday – and that already annoyed him endlessly.
"Which insurances do you have?" Die asked and only earned a half-hearted shrug. How was Toshiya supposed to know? Usually, they had somebody to do the taxes for them, but since there had been some inaccuracies the last time, Die and he had decided to do them themselves and see how far they would get with it. Well, Die had decided that. Of course after a talk with Kaoru who ALWAYS did his taxes alone. The lead-guitarist had planted the seed in Die's head by telling him how easy it was and that there was no necessity to pay somebody for it. But already deciding if eating out during a tour belonged to the expenses or not was a tough choice.
Again, Toshiya sighed, opening the first buttons of his shirt. "Can't we do that some other time?" he whined. He had been trying to focus on what Die told him, was sitting there with his little box full of unsorted bills and the folder with invoices but had no clue what they should do with them.
"No, we can't," Die replied instantly, trying not to look at the other man since if he did, that frown would make his defenses melt away like ice in the sunshine and he didn't want that. This had to be done; they had already wasted enough time with it. "The first time we tried to do this, you desperately wanted to go to the movies and so we pushed it further. The second time you suddenly began cleaning the damn place up and we didn't manage to do this. And do I even need to tell you what happened the last time?" They had figured having a drink while doing the paperwork would help, but instead had ended up being all over each other, screwing on the living-room floor long into the night. Giving the younger man a small grin, the guitarist lifted his gaze finally to look at him. "So no. We can't push it any further. I'm sorry."
Instantly he noticed that looking up had been a mistake though. Droplets of sweat were shimmering on the bassist's even skin, his wet shirt sticking to his broad shoulders and muscular chest. One could even see the muscles move underneath the thin fabric when the younger of the two shifted again, stretching a bit and moving uncomfortably. It made Die's throat dry up and he quickly looked away, trying to focus on the work at hand again.
Of course Toshiya knew what kind of effect he had on his lover and so he figured that opening the shirt completely might convince Die that there were other, more enticing, things to attend than the taxes. He even was bold enough to open the top button of his jeans, waiting until Die risked a short glance to run his fingers along the skin where the cuff had been. He knew that he was impossible and he technically knew that they had to do the taxes finally, but he simply couldn't focus. It was far too hot for that. Even the city seemed to be resting at this time of the day as everybody was trying to escape the heat.
"Alright, alright," The younger of the two heaved a huge sigh, shaking his head to clear his thoughts. "Then let's focus on it now so that we get it done quickly." That lasted for exactly thirty seconds before Toshiya jumped off his chair. "I'll get us something cool to drink. Maybe that helps concentrating."
"Yeah, as if..." Die mumbled, inwardly thinking that this now meant that the younger man would vanish completely for close to an hour before he'd return to see if all the work was done. Or... some of the work since at this rate he'd need more than an hour for it.
He already couldn't get rid of the image that had practically burned itself in his mind: the bassist stretching his slender body in that alluring way, wiping off sweat from his forehead and just looking so majorly HOT that there was no way one could resist that. It would be so much more fun to just explore that perfect body, feel those large hands on his skin and ... Wait wait! Die's eyes snapped open suddenly when he realized he had just started daydreaming instead of trying to work. He swallowed hard, biting on his lower lip, and turned back to the papers again.
His attempt was in vain though as Toshiya was standing right before him, giving him a perfect view on those delicious abs of his. It got even better when the younger man bent down to press a small kiss on Die's lips, his voice casual and yet teasing when he asked; "Coke?"
They both knew he was trying to ditch work, but how could Die be mad if he did it in such a sweet way? At least the younger man was hoping that his lover would forgive him. He was no good with numbers anyways and those forms scared the hell out of him. He had no idea about all the paragraphs and the things one had to take into account. His abilities were on a whole different area and he knew it.
Involuntarily Die had to smile and he even replied to the kiss when the other man leaned down again, stealing another one from him. "Yeah, coke would be amazing," he agreed, and had to admit that it indeed was a clever thought to get something to drink. They were sweating so much to begin with, the room hot and moist like a sauna. Instinctively Die roamed his gaze down the younger man's stomach though, unable to deny himself from taking a good look at such an amazing sight.
Just for him, Toshiya straightened before turning around finally. He had very well noticed the look in his lover's eyes and couldn't deny that it made him feel good. Better than that. Although a look like this made him feel even hotter than to begin with. So he quickly strolled out of the room, heading for the kitchen. Of course he took his time, not eager to get back to work too soon. Still, how long could it take to fix two huge cokes with ice? He made a game out of how slow he managed to move, but when he dropped the ice-cubes into the drinks, he had an idea.
Quickly, he got rid of the shirt. It was clammy anyways. His jeans had to go too. Much better! Like this, he could feel the cool air that streamed out of the fridge directly on his skin. It was heavenly and made him wish he could fold himself small enough to fit into the fridge. Before thinking, he had already grabbed an ice-cube out of the box, running it along the back of his neck and over his chest. That was even better. It only took him a second and he ran it over his nipples, sighing a bit as the feeling was wonderful cold and still turned him on a little when he felt the small nubs harden from the cold water. Should he try his pants too? Maybe it would feel good on his overly heated ass as well? No! Shaking his head, he got a grip of himself, took the glasses and returned to the other man, resigning to his fate. Still, the water on his skin hadn't dried completely yet, creating a wonderful cool feeling when the air hit it.
When Die sensed the presence beside him he still didn't look up at first though, trying to finish the one part at least. He had managed to fill in the answers for some questions at least, and felt victorious right now. "Thanks." He glanced up as he took the coke and that was the biggest mistake possible. One look at the bassist's half-naked form and his brains simply shut down when he got caught staring. The drink in his hand was long forgotten as were the papers on the table, when he drank in the sight. He even slowly ran his tongue along his lower lip without noticing it, completely hypnotized.
That was something Toshiya loved in Die. The guitarist was unable to hide what was going on inside him as everything was clearly written all over his face. Besides, seeing the pink tongue dart out and lick across those lush lips certainly was something that didn't help him to cool down but rather did the opposite. For a moment, he kept on looking back, a slight grin dancing on his lips. But then he nodded towards the papers. "And? Done already?" Toshiya grinned, knowing fully well that Die couldn't be done, not in the slightest. But he also knew that he had his lover's full attention and he wasn't willing to give up on that.
The question made Die tear his gaze off his lover's form for the moment though and he grumbled protesting to show his disagreement. "Done? As if... But I DID get more work done while you were gone than you did thus far at all," he pointed out, unable to hold back a small grin that was stubbornly trying to twist his lips. Slowly, carefully, he raised his gaze again, but already when he caught a glimpse of those firm, sexy thighs he had to swallow hard. How was it even possible? Everything in the younger man turned him on endlessly and he was completely helpless.
Toshiya decided to take his chances and sat down on his lover's lap nonchalantly, despite the heat. Smiling, he wrapped his arms around Die's neck, leaned in and gave him a slow, sweet kiss that was still a bit cool because he had been sucking on an ice-cube earlier. "I should reward you for your bravery, my sweet, intelligent man." It was all an act, a game to him and they both knew it. Still, the way Toshiya moved his hips, like accidentally shifting so that he was seated perfectly on his lover's lap, spoke of anything but an innocent play.
It was more than enough to elicit a low groan from the guitarist and he even closed his eyes for a split second, trying hard to get a grip. On their own his hands found their way to his lover's hips though, and without noticing his own actions he shifted a bit on his seat to bring their bodies even closer. "You should stop mocking me, or I make you finish the work alone," he mock-threatened, knowing that it was a weak, empty threat.
"You wouldn't dare!" Toshiya was amused, showing it with a smile even. "You'd be too afraid I'll do it wrong." His eyes were sparkling and it was clear that at least he didn't intend on lifting a single finger to get the paperwork done that day. "But you did so well thus far." Suddenly, his voice had dropped an octave, his lips close to Die's ear. "You should get a reward."
It again elicited a low gasp from the older man, but he didn't even try to hold back the grin that broke free this time. Slowly, he slid his hands from the other man's hips to his butt, only to give the nicely formed rear a good squeeze as he pulled his lover closer. "And I suppose you have a good reward in mind," he replied in a similar tone, his voice clearly lower and showing he didn't exactly try to get any work done either.
Toshiya noticed that with certain contentment, the grin like stuck to his face. "Oh baby," he used the petname as he always did when he was thinking about sex, "I have many ideas." Pulling back, he looked Die straight in the eyes, not even bothering to hide how glad he was that he had the other man's undivided attention. It was still hot of course, but that didn't bother him anymore. As long as he didn't have to focus on boring tax-papers and could rather focus on something he knew to do by instinct, he was happy. "The only question is," he pursed his lips, pretending to ponder, "what you would want as a reward."
"That's easy." Die didn't even need to think about that, the answer came instantly with a grin. He didn't go on though, but instead tilted his head enough to capture those sweet, pursed lips with his own in a deep and yet playful kiss. That was always something they both enjoyed immensely, the way they could maintain the playfulness even in the most passionate of kisses. Die's hands were getting a little restless as the kiss lasted, dancing over the younger man's back only to return back to his rear, roaming over smooth skin, touching, feeling, caressing. When they finally parted they were both slightly breathless, looking at each other from deeply sparkling eyes. "You."
Toshiya could feel a drop of sweat run down his back only that this time it wasn't the general heat that had caused it but the anticipation that was rising within. "You always make it sound so mushy," he teased, his grin widening a bit. Coevally, he shifted on Die's lap, trying to feel him more intensely than he did anyways.
"Hey," Die protested with a chuckle, playfully slapping his lover's butt as if to punish him for that. "I have the right to!" A drop of sweat was running down the bassist's long, perfect neck and that was the point when Die couldn't hold back. He leaned in and caught the sweatdrop with his tongue. Still that wasn't enough for him, he latched his lips on the smooth skin, sucking almost greedily.
That caused gooseflesh to rise on Toshiya's arms and neck, a small shudder running down his spine despite the general heat. Die's lips were perfect, his tongue able to do things to him without even touching the really sensitive areas of his body. Despite his attempts to hold back, a small groan left his lips and he tilted his head to the side, offering more skin to his lover. "Just don't stop doing what you do," he pleaded. Still, he somehow made it sound teasing, challenging even. He loved these moments when both of them knew what would happen and still they, or one of them, was trying to keep his cool, to appear like there was something more important to do than spending some quality time together.
Only that right now Die didn't know any longer which one of them was supposed to be the one holding back. It certainly wasn't him, as he had given in longest already, was completely hypnotized by his lover and just wanted more of him. He had no intentions to stop, quite the contrary, he even began working on the soft skin with his teeth, not caring that he would certainly leave several marks behind. He wanted to mark the other man as his own territory, wanted to claim him, as silly as it might've sounded.
As much as he loved that long neck, it wasn't enough for him now, he was craving for even more. Suddenly he grabbed the bassist tight, flipping them both to the side. All air escaped Toshiya's lungs as he was practically slammed on the couch, the older man instantly pressing close again. "You are a fucking tease..." Die murmured lowly, barely audibly as he again began nibbling on the other man's neck. Slowly he worked his way downwards, already yearning for that toned stomach.
Toshiya had gasped when his back had hit the soft surface but then groaned instantly. The comment made him chuckle though as he couldn't tell anymore who was the tease and who the teased one. Still, he managed to grin, even though his lover didn't see it. "I know," he purred, his own hands running down Die's shoulders. Slowly, he pulled up his shirt until he held the hem in his hands and then quickly tucked it over Die's head, not bothering that his lover had to lift his upper body quickly not to get stuck. He could feel the bulge in his own boxers swell, knew that it was visible for the other man as well and he also knew that Die loved that. The guitarist simply was craving for any kind of sign that showed how much the bassist was reacting to him. And damn, Toshiya was craving for Die to finally pull down those friggin' boxers and free him.
He to wait though, since Die was determined to enjoy this to the fullest at first. Once he had reached the other man's abdomen he began to use his teeth more again, loving the way he could feel the small muscles adjust underneath the smooth skin, how the other man was tensing automatically when he teased the more sensitive spots. He could've spent hours upon hours like this, just teasing his lover's neck and stomach as he enjoyed it so much.
Finally though the bulge between the younger man's legs had grown too big to be ignored and with a smirk, Die slid a bit lower. "You seem pretty desperate..." he purred, before carefully scraping his teeth over the impressive bulge through the thin fabric, generously using his tongue as well.
That again elicited a needy gasp from the younger man and a few desperate chuckles. "What did you expect?" he asked grinning. "Of course I'm hard for you, baby." He had parted his thighs a bit but despite being hard and ready, he loved to feel Die's teeth and tongue on him, no matter where. Still, being teased through his boxers never failed to turn him on even more and he could feel the heat rise quickly within. It was as if the surrounding air had plotted against him together with his body so that he was now feeling hotter than ever before. Sweat was beading everywhere on his skin already while usually it waited until they were at least at it.
"You're just too good," he praised, knowing that this wouldn't get him far with the other man. Still, it was worth a try, wasn't it? Maybe Die would have mercy on him. Besides, it was dangerous to prolong the important things when it was so hot outside. One could suffer from a heart-attack.
The thought of a heart-attack didn't even cross Die's mind right now as he was focused on much more important things. His lover's cock, that was. He did his best to drive the other man higher, enjoying every single reaction he managed to gain. For surprisingly long, he managed to hold back, but finally just ripped the last garment off Toshiya's body with a frustrated growl.
He couldn't have cared less that he was acting like a greedy whore and instantly he ran his lips along the hard flesh from base to tip once the boxers were gone, only to then enclose his lips around it. He was sucking eagerly when he moved his head down, taking as much of his lover into his throat as possible. His own pants had grown painfully tight already, and almost like in a haze he brought one hand between his legs to unbutton them as well.
Toshiya noticed the action through the blur he was in at that moment. Laces of pleasure, heat and moreover desire were running through him, made him groan and part his legs even further. He loved it when Die was like this, not caring for what they had been doing just a minute ago but giving him his undivided attention; preferably with his hot mouth.
He had been trying to just enjoy this but the intention only lasted for a second. Basing his feet on the couch, he moved his hips up, forcing himself deep into his lover's mouth. He knew Die could take it and was proven right when the other man didn't even try to pull back a single bit but instead kept still, allowing him to proceed. The bassist's hands had found their way to Die's hair, clenching the silky strands into his fists only to push him down forcefully, greedy for everything he could get. When Die had managed to open his pants and had pulled them down enough to free himself, he moved his leg. Pre-empting the other man, he ran his foot along the pulsating flesh between Die's legs, pressing down firmly.
The movements of his foot weren't as coordinated as they could've been, but right then the guitarist was actually grateful for that as it brought some intensity to the friction. He groaned around the thick flesh in his mouth, closing his eyes in a desperate attempt to get a grip somehow. Already feeling how much the younger man enjoyed this, how he was trying to gain more, turned him on endlessly and combined with the touches on his own hardness it was even better.
The heat in the room had already been unbearable to begin with but now it had multiplied, making them both sweat and feel like they were boiling on the inside. Desperately, as if begging for more of the friction, the older man tried to move his hips forward, pushing the jeans down enough to be out of the way.
It was intense, both men trying to gain more and give more at the same moment. Toshiya knew that his lover not only didn't mind rough, but liked it and so he didn't bother to try to hold back but rubbed him firmly with his foot. The only thing he regretted was that he didn't reach far enough to feel the thick, heavy flesh in his palm. When Die even used his teeth on him, he couldn't stifle a surprised outcry, his hips thrusting upwards only a split-second later.
Not for a single second did he allow Die to take control over the movements but dictated the rhythm with his grasp on the other man's hair. He could feel the couch's cloth stick to the skin of his back, noticed distantly that he soaked it with his sweat. Forgotten were the taxes, forgotten the technician for the air-conditioning as all he could think of was the rising heat within, the pressure that seemed to burst him any second.
The older man was groaning shamelessly, not even trying to cover how much it turned him on to feel the thick, hard flesh brush against the back of his throat time and time again. It felt as if his blood was boiling in his veins, evaporating to just vanish into the air. He could hardly breathe, only able to get some oxygen through his nose but that was completely insufficient, and still he didn't waste a single thought at it right now.
At one point he tried to pull his head back to say something, but gave up on it as the younger man just demandingly tugged his hair, forcing him down again. Not that he minded; if this was how Toshiya wanted it, he would damn well give it to him. It wasn't usual for the bassist to act so demanding that he came off possessive and rough, and maybe that was why Die found himself enjoying it way too much.
Actually, Toshiya didn't think at all. Maybe the fact that they hadn't had any in a couple of days due to work and the insufferable heat outside made him act like this. Right now he couldn't have cared less though. He was lost in a pleasant haze, always greedy for more and only when he was too close to the peak, he eased his grip on Die's hair. For a second, he gathered all his willpower and then even pulled his lover back.
Panting, he was looking into Die's flushed face. It never failed to impress him how sexy he looked like this, his lips glistening wet, cheeks flushed, face covered in sweat with a few strands of wet hair sticking to his forehead. Both men were close to suffocating, at least it felt like that, trying to fill their lungs with needed air and it only took a second for Toshiya to regret breaking the moment as he felt somewhat lost without Die's hot, wet mouth around him. Still, he didn't want it to be over just yet, was craving for something different.
It took him some effort to straighten, but finally he managed to sit up and push Die backwards until he was lying on the couch with the younger man above him. Their cocks were touching and Toshiya's hand was running up the inside of Die's thigh ever so gently. Even when he reached Die's arousal, the touch remained like this, standing in crass contrast to the pressure he had used with his foot before. They were still panting, but that wouldn't change anytime soon, their bodies heated, the skin wet and clammy.
With an impatient movement, Toshiya practically ripped his lover's jeans down, letting them drop to the floor heedlessly. The next second, he claimed Die's lips in a feverish kiss. It wasn't perfect, but spoke of the passion of the moment; teeth meeting lips, a tongue piercing Die's mouth so deeply that he had to ask himself if it was determined to replace his lover's cock.
There was certain desperation to every move they made, to every single touch they exchanged. It made everything appear hasty, as the urgency to gain even more of the feelings was growing stronger and stronger inside both of them. Instinctively, Die had grabbed his lover's hair in his hands, tangling his fingers in the soft strands as he deepened the kiss further if humanly possible. They were practically eating each other alive, the kiss bruising both their lips.
At one point Die tried to move, only to notice that he was effectively pinned down against the clammy surface of the couch with his lover was using his whole bodyweight to keep him down. Slowly he let his hands move down to the bassist's shoulders and further along his muscular arms. Die couldn't hold back the clear shudder that it made go through him since he loved how he could feel the strain in the other man's body, could feel how he tensed and how the muscles adjusted underneath the smooth skin. That was more than a turn-on, it was something that threatened to make his whole mind explode.
Toshiya on his side couldn't help but to shiver under his lover's touch. His smooth hands almost felt unreal on the heated skin. Sadly, the kiss had to be sacrificed once in favor of breathing. Still, they kept their faces close and the younger man grinned at his lover when he took a hold of his left leg, pushing it to the side. His intentions were clear and still he kept on teasing, only allowed Die to feel the tip of his arousal press against his entrance. Instinctively, the muscle tightened, ready to prevent any kind of intrusion despite better knowledge. It never failed to turn Toshiya on to feel the reaction as he knew this body would welcome him still after a few seconds.
No matter how often they had been together like this, it was always new, always different and certainly never boring. Something like routine had never managed to force its way into their lives so far and both men were more than grateful for that. Toshiya's heart was beating frantically in anticipation, threatening to burst his chest and he didn't feel the heat anymore, didn't notice that he was covered in sweat when he moved his hips forward a bit more, pushing hard against his lover and still not enough to penetrate him just yet.
Die's whole being was going wild; body and mind, and despite his attempts to hold still he was squirming on his place as this was just too much to take. He had no words for how much it turned him on, how the sweet anticipation pushed the need within even higher and how he was literally dying to finally gain more of the sensations. He even tried to nudge his hips demandingly, in a desperate attempt to force the hard flesh into his body, but it was doomed straight from the beginning. A long, low groan pushed its way past his lips, his voice laced with desperation and need as he spoke. "C'mon Tosh, just fuck me already!" He inhaled shakily, a visible tremble going through his whole body. "Please..."
It was always special to hear him beg and showed Toshiya how much he needed it really. There was no way to deny his lover his wish and the next moment, the younger man moved his hips forward firmly. He could feel the muscle give in, could feel the tightness and the heat engulf him and it made him throw his head back, a guttural groan forcing its way out of his throat as the pleasure was all too much at that moment. Yet, he gave neither of them a second of rest and instead leaned his whole weight on Die's leg which he had pushed up far.
It didn't take long for him to find his rhythm, both men knowing exactly how the other was functioning. The sweat created incredibly naughty sounds whenever their hips collided, Toshiya's thrusts firm and yet not rough nor especially demanding. He was aiming to push both of their limits, his self-control hanging on a silken tread.
Die had lost all of his self-control already, was just living for the pleasure within, yearning for more of it desperately. As best as he could, he moved his hips to meet the thrusts halfway, showing clearly what he wanted and how he wanted it. Whenever they weren't exchanging short, fiery kisses they just kept their faces close, staring deep into each other's eyes or simply enjoyed the way their hot breaths were mixing. Die's hands were still restlessly running along every inch of his lover's skin wherever he could reach, marveling the strength hidden beneath that smooth skin.
The fire that was burning in those chocolate brown, almost black, eyes sent constant shivers of desire down the younger man's spine. It was incredible how easily Die could direct his movements to gain whatever he wanted. Just a small shift of his hips and Toshiya adjusted his thrusts, always trying to please his lover the best. Although Die was lying underneath him, filled with his hard cock, he certainly wasn't the weak part in this as he knew exactly what he wanted and how to gain it. Toshiya could feel how close the other man was, could see it in his eyes, taste it in the way how he kissed him, tell by the way how his insides were clenching around his hardness randomly.
After the last kiss had ended, he suddenly pulled back though, grinning at his lover with impishly sparkling eyes. "C'mon baby, turn around." He even moved back a bit to give Die the room to move. They both liked it doggy-style and he knew that it was the way to make the older man go wild. They needed a shower anyways, so why not enhance this moment a bit still? "Give me your ass!" he added when Die didn't move instantly, too baffled that he was empty all of a sudden without having reached the peak.
For the first few fragments of a second, Die was incredibly frustrated, almost angry as he had been so close and then was denied the climax at the last possible moment. When the words registered in his brains though, he couldn't cover a clear shudder, even a low moan spilling from his slightly parted lips. With a lot of effort he managed to get his shaky limbs moving, finally turning around as he'd been told to. He even threw a cocky smirk at his lover over his shoulder, lowering his upper body so that he presented himself invitingly, ready to be taken.
The sight took Toshiya's breath away. His lover's beck bent lowly so that his ass was lifted, his hole still puckering naughtily and, moreover, his glance, sending an electric wave of desire through his whole body. Unable to deny himself the pleasure, Toshiya leaned in, allowing his tongue to slip between those small, firm buttocks, touching regions that were only there for him. The groan that followed the action sent another shudder through his being, desire flaring up almost untamable. Tasting the other man like this was probably the most intimate thing one could imagine and Toshiya was very well aware of that fact. Still, it only lasted for a second before he pulled back again, positioning himself behind his lover.
Die had lowered his head too, ready for the pleasure that would take over him again any second. He wasn't disappointed as his lover's first thrust already hit his good spot perfectly, made stars dance before his eyes, his body jolting uncontrollably. Toshiya held him down though, his palms placed on his hips, gripping him tightly. This time, he didn't bother to begin slow but picked up a rhythm of quick, hard thrusts right away.
Every single one of them was enough to make a white flash of pleasure explode inside the older man's mind that consumed him from the inside until he felt like he was detaching from this world. Shamelessly he voiced his pleasure, every jolt of his body and every snap of the bassist's hips accompanied by desperate whimpers or throaty moans. Die's fingers were slipping on the surface of the couch as he tried to find something to hold on to, clawing on the cushions although he barely noticed that he was moving. His whole world consisted of pleasure, the feeling of being claimed so intensely time and time again. He could've sworn he could taste his lover on his tongue, fucking him so deep he reached his throat from the inside. Their bodies were truly becoming one for these few moments, melting together until neither of them could tell where one ended and the other began.
Slowly, Toshiya began having problems to keep his rhythm, the pleasure numbing his senses and blurring his vision. Still, what he saw was enough to make him groan time and time again, the sight pushing the lust higher while his lover's tightness never failed to drive him insane. He was dying on the spot, unable to tell if this was pleasure or pain, if this was hot or cold and yet he knew very well that he wanted more. With each thrust, he pulled Die against him, aiming for the deepest penetration possible.
Like this, it was the best as neither of them had planned it beforehand and they both had just grabbed the opportunity at hand. It was something that made their relationship, spontaneity. Because of that, they had made love in toilets, phone-booths, a corn-field and even in the back of a taxi already. To Toshiya it was always a miracle that Die didn't seem to need more than just him claiming his body like this. It was enough for the other man to push his limits, to reach completion without even laying hands on himself. Of course it wasn't always like this, but whenever it happened, it didn't fail to make Toshiya feel like the top of creation, the best lover on earth although he knew it was ridiculous.
In a way it wasn't, since truthfully he was the one to elicit the most reactions from the guitarist, the one to push his limits easily and Die would've been the first one to admit that. They simply matched in every single aspect of their relationship, completing each other in a way no one else ever had managed, not even close.
Already the feeling of his lover's large, warm and strong hands on his hips made Die's head spin, and he just didn't know where to with all the feelings the whole moment made him go through. He was gasping for breath, his head tilted to the side, allowing him to inhale shakily whenever he could. And still breathing was far from being priority number one as he hardly noticed the burning of his lungs and was just focused on the unification of their bodies.
Then, suddenly, it hit him. The climax coursed through his consciousness like a tidal wave, washing away everything else from his world but the two of them and the sensations they shared. He forgot how to breathe, his whole being so tense it was close to breaking since every muscle tightened at the same second. His world simply consisted of pure pleasure for that one split second during which his lover's name spilled from his lips.
Feeling his Die's muscles spasm around him the moment he came hard and spilled his release all over the couch made Toshiya cry out. For a few moments, he even picked up the pace, enhancing the sensations of the orgasm for his lover while eagerly making use of the increasing tightness himself. The edges of his vision blurred and only a split second later, a wave heat coursed through his whole body like electricity.
His climax was far from the quiet type and the younger man voiced his pleasure shamelessly, letting everybody who listened know what was going on. There simply was no way to hold back, no way to be quiet when Die made him go through feelings like this. His mind was blank as all he could do was to feel, feel the incredible pleasure, the heat that spread around his cock that was buried deep inside the man before him. A dangerous mixture of emotions was running through him at moments like these, making him high like no drug ever could.
Everything was over in a second though and the instant pleasure made way for a steady bliss, his movements slowing down until he pulled back finally. Just seeing his lover leak his own release made him strangely content and yet he didn't dwell on that feeling for too long. Still breathing heavily, he shifted both of their bodies until Die was resting half on top of him, both men holding their eyes tightly closed. Right now, even the surrounding hot air managed to cool their bodies, feeling heavenly even.
They stayed like this for a long moment, listening to each other's ragged breathing while trying to land back to reality at least somewhat. When they had managed to calm down a bit, they turned to each other like in silent stipulation to initiate a slow and sensual kiss. It couldn't last long, both of them being too breathless for that, but they enjoyed it nevertheless and afterwards they were beaming happily.
It was Die who broke the silence, his voice raspy and unsteady, and still there was clear amusement and affection dancing in it. "You are a sneaky bastard! How come you manage to turn working on taxes into full-on porn so easily?" He chuckled lowly, stealing another short kiss before going on. "First I'm counting our income, and the next second I'm down sucking your cock."
Toshiya simply grinned widely, giving a casual shrug. "That's my magic, baby. I can make everything fun. Even doing taxes." He couldn't deny that he loved how the day had turned out and he already thought about a way how to distract his lover the next time he was determined to finish the papers. He at least was determined to spice it up his own way.
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Not that I mind really... but if someone asks me a question, I won't be able to respond properly. .___.
-stops babbling-
Yay for DiexToshi! *ignores boos from Kaoru fans* I like that you guys are writing DxT quite a bit now. :D
Poor lovely hench sweaty Toshiya being neglected. It's a travesty.
And I've said it before: he and Die go fantastically together. D:
-stops complaining before it turns into a huge rant-
Once again, you've successfully killed my brain cells (in a good way obviously)
Procrastination ftw! Especially when it turns into 'full-on porn'. xD
And hopefully my DxT muse has been reawaken after days of Kyo worship. .__. Hopefully.
I will say that I found the fact they had sex in a corn field funny. It made me think of an advert for cheese xD Where the couple are all happy with their cheese that they don't notice a huge combine harvester coming up behind them.
Yay, I just killed the mood. >.<
-shuts up-
Awesomely fabulous as usual. And one day I will give you a decent comment that makes sense.
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Hey, I love D/K but it doesn't mean I wouldn't love D/T too! haha, I'm glad to hear that at least someone is happy to see some D/T from us too! Since sometimes it feels we're the only ones having a thing for them x) You're so right, he and Die go absolutely AMAZINGLY together!
Advert for cheese? Oh I think I've seen that one! XD I don't know if it was supposed to make me laugh or cry x) But I settled for laughing.
Aw but your comments are so lovely already! We're completely happy with them, trust me :D Thank you so much for reading! And commenting! And especially for liking! ;)
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^ I lol'd xD
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Bunnies! :D
Hey, I'm always happy for a bit of DxT. xD
It was for Boursin, stinky french cheese. Du vin, du pain, du boursin, du tracteur. xD The first time I saw it, I stared horrified at the screen.
Well that's alright then. I'll carry on being idiotic xD
And there was a point to this. I made my LJ-less friend read this (well that sounds like I forced her. She was well up for it)
and she said 'that was... damn.' as well as constantly commentating where she was in the story at that moment in time and getting excited.
Never before has she been speechless. Good job. xD
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...I still think the commercial was funny x)
That'd be lovely :D <3
Oh thank you so much for sharing that bit of information with us! :D It's always really nice to hear people like what we write! And hey, if it was the first time to get her speechless, we're proud ;D
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" distract " die?
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A sexy distraction indeed.
Damn, it doesn't help that it's so hot on my end.
haha, great fic. You did well.
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give me back my braincells please?
oh girls, holly mother of hotness!! those man could only be hotter together if it was a really hot day xD
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nah, than you for this brain-melting piece xD
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You're very welcome ;)
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