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First Completed Prompt Post
Title: Four instances of Sempai and Kouhai Love (In all of it's forms)
Pairing: Yamaguchi/Jun, Matsuoka/Sho/Aiba/Nagase, Taichi/Nino, Joshima/Ohno. But they're not really actual pairings, sorry to disappoint.
Rating: PG
Summary: The members of TOKIO and Arashi spend some quality time together.
Notes: For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bunny_d_kate who wanted some TOKIO/Arashi love :D I really enjoyed writing these. I hope you like. Un-beta'd.
“Oh good God there's a naked man on my bed,” Sho pulls Aiba back harshly and covers his eyes with his hand, squishing his band mates nose as he pushes down a little harder then necessary. Feeling the flutter of eyelashes on his palm and the tips of Aiba's fringe brushing at his fingers he relents slightly, but doesn't take his hand way. Does room service include a naked man platter on check in now? What ever happened to a chocolate on the pillow? Aiba giggles and pries Sho's hand from his face.
“Nagase-sempai!” He shouts with delight and gets ready to launch himself at the other man.
Suddenly two arms are draped around both of their shoulders and Matsuoka squeezes his face in between the two of them. Bottles of beer dangling from his hands banging with a soft thud on each of their chests. Sho hears Matsuoka click his tongue in annoyance.
“Oi Tomo-kun, I told you to wait until we had a bit of booze inside of us,” He yells to the other TOKIO member who at least had the decency to cover himself partially on realising the door is now wide open.
“What, you mean he's not even drunk?” Sho turns his face slightly towards Matsouka, grazing the older mans cheek with his nose and getting hair all in his face. Matsuoka chuckles and blows at the soft strands.
“Do I look drunk?” Nagase draws the three mens attention back to him, opening his arms wide and slapping a huge grin on his face. Sho stares at the naked man in front of him, willing his eyes to stay above waist level as the thin bed cover slips down his thighs.
“Aiba-kun, lets...” Sho slowly reaches for Aiba's hand, eyes wide, but ends up grasping at air. Matsuoka having already abandoned clutching at the two of them in favour of steering Aiba into the room and pushing a beer into his eager hands. Patting him on the head like a small child or an eager puppy.
“Sho-chan, come on,” Aiba bounces up and down excitedly as the two older men move closer to him. Like two hungry wolves. Or just two pervy old men with leering eyes and grabby hands.
“Yeah, Sho-chan,” Matsuoka mimics, smirking as he leans on Aiba's shoulder.
“Come on,” Nagase waggles a bottle in front of him in some sort of attempt to lure Sho closer.
Seeing Sho isn't about to budge, Nagase turns towards Aiba who is already gulping down the bottle of beer.
“Aiba-chan, strip for Sho-kun.”
He slips the bottle neck out of his mouth with a pop and wipes a hand across his lips, “Ok.”
Sho splutters and all but runs over to Aiba to yank his shirt back down over his head. Behind him there's a click and he turns around to see Matsuoka standing infront of the now locked door, arms crossed and smiling triumphantly.
“Oh, stealthy Mabo,” Nagase makes a cooing noise in awe of the drummer, sprawling back down onto the bed heavily. Making Aiba bounce who's perched on the edge. When did Aiba take his jeans off?
“This wont end well,” he mumbles to himself.
~~~
Yamaguchi hauls the lighter mans frame out of the water and back onto his surf board. The waves lap gently at the two floating figures, rocking them softly as Jun tries to catch his breath. It's an absolutely gorgeous day. The heat of the sun warming the sea, making the chill of the icy water all but disappear. It's the sort of day that is perfect beach weather, where the heat makes water slicked skin dry in an instant, leaving it peppered with salt and sand. They've been out for hours, completely immersing themselves in surfing. Every now and then the voices of children running about and laughing on the shore drifting over to them.
“You're getting better, but if you take more then a few seconds to resurface again I'm going to have a heart attack.” He smiles at Jun who's clinging to his surf board, knuckles white and chest heaving, but face bright with a huge smile. Yamaguchi reaches out to brush away the damp strands of hair curling into Jun's eyes, making him squint. He can't help but chuckle at the similarity between Jun and a soaking wet kitten.
They paddle back to the shore line, Yamaguchi behind to keep an eye on Jun and make sure he doesn't get pulled out by the current. When they hit land, Yamaguchi grabs a towel and drops in on Jun's head. His fatherly instincts kicking in as he begins to dry Jun's hair himself before the younger man laughs and pushes his hands away.
“Got anything planned for the rest of the day?” Yamaguchi begins conversationally as he rummages through his bag and pulls out a t-shirt. Whacking a pair of sandals on the side of his leg to dislodge the annoying bits of beach stuck on the inside.
“A bit of shopping,” Jun looks over to Yamaguchi who's pulled down the top half of his wet suit to his hips, “Come with me. I'll give you a fashion master class.”
Yamaguchi laughs fondly as he pulls the shirt over his head and slips on the sandals, “I appreciate your style Jun, but it's not really me.”
“Don't worry, I'm not going to force you into anything,” He responds cheekily. The thought of squeezing Yamaguchi into something he would usually wear a surprisingly endearing thought, despite the older mans age.
“I just thought it'd be another good chance to hang out. We don't get to it often, and today's been great. Also as a thank you for the surfing lesson,” Jun continues, rolling down the his own wet suit to towel dry his chest. Choosing to leave his clothes in the bag in favour of walking back to the car bare foot and shirtless. Having the wind dry him off until the sand that's plastered to him just falls off
“Ok, you win,” He swings his bag over his shoulder and grabs his board with the other hand, “Lets go get changed properly then grab some lunch and do a bit of shopping.” He turns to look at Jun, scrunching his nose up, “So totally manly.”
Jun laughs at Yamaguchi's expression, picking up his own bits and pieces, “Well I think we deserve a break after that. We need to give our testosterone a bit of a breather.”
Both men steadily make their way up the sloping sand bank, playfully bumping into each other despite both equally struggling to keep a hold of their bags and surf boards.
~~~
Taichi stares with barely concealed horror as he watches Nino practically inhale the food infront of him. The insanely large amount of food that happens to be the most expensive on the menu. He knows where this is going because he knows Nino. The little brat. For such a tiny man, he sure can pack it away. He's probably not even hungry, just wants to take advantage of sweet Taichi's generosity.
“This is for constantly cancelling on me by the way. I'm making up for lost time,” Nino swallows a mouthful and looks up briefly, giving a wonderfully devious smirk.
“That's mean Nino. You're mean,” Taichi knows he sounds like a pre-teen girl, but he's beyond caring. After all, he's just got publicly conned by the common tight arse Ninomiya. Cute and small on first glance, but deadly. Approach with caution or face an empty wallet.
“And you're a sempai who keeps abandoning his cute little kouhai,” Nino points out as he downs his drink before immediately calling the waiter over for a refill.
“Cute isn't the word I'd use,” Taichi mumbles as he pokes at the burger in front of him absentmindedly and watches Nino be a little to over friendly with the waiter. All for the benefit of Taichi of course.
Nino's cheeks are full, bulging with food making him look like a hamster. An evil hamster that's going to bleed Taichi dry. Taichi slides his eyesight towards the door of the restaurant. They're not seated too far away from the entrance. He could make it. Jump that table, push that old lady out the way, piece of piss.
“If you make a run for it, I'll tell all the Juniors that you took advantage of me. They'll never come near you again. Cowering in the hallways as you walk through the Jimusho.”
“There goes the molester Taichi-san,” He lowers his voice to a whisper, eyes wide with fear. “Save us Ninomiya-sempai,” He adds, louder this time with a hint of desperation. Taichi rolls his eyes.
“I'm the least threatening person.”
“But I'm a terribly good actor Taichi-san,” Nino says seriously, completely straight faced.
Taichi deflates and slouches in his chair. Nino sure has got more extreme over the years. He sort of hates himself for being ever so slightly proud.
~~~
It's not often that Ohno and Joshima are able to get together. The work load for both of their bands is always high and days off never seem to coincide. Even then, it's not really a natural occurrence for the two men to automatically drift together. But they have a mutual understanding. Being a supposed Leader to four other men. Deciding it was about time to get together properly, Ohno rented a small boat where they could relax and leisurely do a bit of fishing. Already having been at it for a good 4 hours, the two men continue to share valuable wisdom.
“Nino's hand always seems to gravitate towards my butt. I just let him do what he wants. He gets sort of annoyed otherwise,” Ohno's eyes focus on his line disappearing under the surface of the water, waiting for any small tugs or movements that could indicate a fish caught on his hook.
“Hm, if they're bored they'll just touch themselves. I'm not really needed in that sense,” Ohno feels sorry for his sempai, even though Joshima himself really isn't too bothered with the lack of bonding in that sense.
Ohno racks his brain, humming to himself as he thinks about the other guys. His eyes light up and he grips the fishing rod a bit tighter in his excitement, “Sometimes they'll sit in my lap,”
“I think Nagase is too big too sit in my lap. I'd give into Taichi at the very most.”
Ohno thinks about Joshima's band mates and whole heartedly agrees. He's not sure if he'd like Yamaguchi-san in his lap.
“Maybe pet their hair? Aiba likes it when I comb my fingers through his hair,” Ohno nods thoughtfully as he reaches down to the side of him, blindly grasping for his bottle of water. There doesn't have to be anyone on top of someone else in that situation Ohno reasons.
Joshima shakes his head and sighs worriedly, reeling in his line only to then cast it back out at a greater distance, “Mabo wears too much hair gel. My fingers would get stuck.”
A comfortable silence stretches between the two men as they both think of useful Leader tips to share. The sound of birds flying over head, the squeak of wood as Ohno shifts in his small seat and the water hitting the side of the boat with small thumps bring a welcomed peace to the two men's usually hectic life style.
“When they put on some music I strip and dance around a bit,” Joshima offers helpfully after a few moments, shrugging to himself like it's no big deal.
Ohno turns his head and gazes at Joshima with his eyes wide, in complete awe of his sempai, “Joshima-san is such a good Leader. I think I might get raped if I was to do that,”
“I'm sure Ninomiya-kun wouldn't let that happen,” Joshima chuckles and smiles fondly.
“He'd be the ring leader,” Ohno answers solemnly and turns back to his line as he feels a small jerk pulling his hands forward.
Title: Try, Give up and Try again
Pairing: Jun/Nino, One sided Nino/Ohno
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Ohno isn't gay.
Notes: For the lovelyrinalin. I found it really difficult to just stick to complete, straight forward Jun/Nino for some reason so there's quite a bit of general Arashi love in here. Apologies for that. I also totally copped out on porn too. I'm a damn tease. Un-beta'd.
Nino flopping into any of the members in Arashi's lap isn't really uncommon. Nino randomly straddling any of the members in Arashi isn't even an unheard of occurrence, even though it's usually Ohno in that case. The little brat likes the attention. So when Nino climbs into Jun's lap, he just shifts himself slightly to accommodate Nino's weight and continues to read his fashion magazine. Slightly startled, as Nino doesn't really do this with him, but not enough to care. More often than not he'll just push Nino off of him, but today he's feeling particularly tolerant. That is until he feels a hand slide over his stomach under his shirt.
“What are you doing?” Jun tears his eyes away from a pair of particularly tight jeans to frown at Nino.
“Ohno isn't gay,” Nino explains simply as he goes to dip his fingers down below the waist band of Jun's jeans, “He loves me but he's not in love with me. Or something like that.”
“What, and now that he's turned you down you're suddenly in love with me?” Jun grabs at both of Nino's small wrists, wrenching them up. Nino quickly shakes Jun's grip off and crosses his arms. Knees still on either side of Jun and his arse still firmly planted in his lap.
Nino laughs, “Fuck no. I'm now annoyed and horny as opposed to just being horny. Seriously, I'm not in love with him.” He adds the last bit quickly and Jun's pretty sure it's just to assure himself. Whatever, he's not getting involved with that particular mess.
“So I'm your second choice for a quickie then?”
“What? No, of course not,” He almost sounds disgusted, as if the very idea is an insult. He even makes a small gagging motion by sticking his tongue out.
“Aiba is.”
“Oh that really turns me on Nino. Knowing that you don't find me attractive enough to be even second on your weird band mate sex list,” Jun pauses and purses his lips, “I beat Sho though right?”
Nino forces the small laugh that escapes his lips into a fake cough.
“Right, get off,” Jun wriggles his body, trying to dislodge Nino so he can make a quick escape. Lifting his hips and bucking, whilst pushing at Nino's shoulders. But the smaller man just throws his arms round Jun's shoulders and buries his face into the side of Jun's neck, effectively halting his movements.
“No, I only want you right now. I promise,” Nino whines into Jun's skin. Flicking his tongue out, rubbing and sucking slightly. Biting gently at the slicked skin he leaves behind. It's really hard to stay mad at Nino when he does that. Even though he did whine, which when coming from Nino, really makes Jun skin itch.
“Just so you know, I'm pretty sure Sho is straight as a ruler,” Jun manages to groan out as he fists the back of Nino's shirt.
“You say that, but he's been spending an awful amount of time with that surprisingly cocky kid in News,” He trails kisses along Jun's throat who throws his head back in response to allow Nino better access.
“Tegoshi?” Nino tongues Jun's adams apple as it bobs up and down at the question.
“No, the one Nishikido fancies,” Nino begins to fumble with Jun's buckle as he nuzzles his nose into the underside of Jun's jaw.
“I'm only doing this because you're marginally more bearable when you're happy,” Jun grabs Nino's hair and yanks his face up, smashing their mouths together.
“Well hello Domyouji,” Nino mumbles into Jun's mouth, pressing his hips down harder into Jun's lap. Squeezing his hands further in between them to ease Jun's zip down and wiggle his fingers into his jeans. Jun pulls his lips from Nino's in favour of taking a sharp intake of air as Nino traces the outline of Jun's cock through the thin material of his boxers. He raises his hips up to meet with Nino's pressure. One hand griping at the back of Nino's neck.
Suddenly the door swings open and Aiba strides in.
“Nino,” Aiba's shocked expression quickly turns accusing, “I thought I was you're second choice.” He points at the two of them on the sofa.
Ohno ambles in after him, frowning as he follows Aiba's outstretched arm to where Jun and Nino are.
“Oh no, my rejection has left you vulnerable and Matsujun has taken advantage of that.”
“What? He is clearly in my lap,” Jun says bluntly, feeling not even remotely embarrassed, still grasping at Nino holding him in place.
Nino looks between Ohno and Jun, finally settling on gazing at Ohno with perfectly contrived vulnerability, “He forced himself on me Oh-chan.”
“His hands are in my pants,” Jun gestures to Nino's hands which, yes, are still moving ever so slightly in between the two of them.
Ohno opens his arms and Nino, as fast a lightening, jumps off Jun's lap and launches himself into them. Ohno quickly wraps Nino up in his arms, ever the best friend no matter what.
“That's pretty low Jun-chan,” He shakes his head at Jun in that I'm not angry, just disappointed way, which is somehow so much worse. It's so typical he'd still pick Ohno despite the other man already having turned him down. And he was well on his way on being thoroughly fucked into the sofa too. What a freak.
Ohno continues slowly, “Nino's in a very delicate place right now,” He pats the smaller mans head to make him look up, “I'm sorry this is my fault.”
Jun snorts. That's cute, but honestly.
“You can't help your feelings Oh-chan,” Nino looks away in what appears to be embarrassment but Jun can see the corners of his mouth twitching. Well damn, the brat really thinks he's going to be able to change their Leaders mind.
Ohno makes a distressed whining noise and gently leads Nino out the door. Sighing, Jun zips himself back up, his arousal now fully dispersed due to Nino's spectacular display of arseholery.
Aiba huffs and drops down next to Jun, “I'm so bumping you up above Nino.”
“Am I last on everyones damn list?” Jun snatches his forgotten magazine back off the floor and brings his legs up underneath him, sinking into the corner of the sofa. Scowling to himself as he realises he doesn't even have a goddamn list.
Pairing: Yamaguchi/Jun, Matsuoka/Sho/Aiba/Nagase, Taichi/Nino, Joshima/Ohno. But they're not really actual pairings, sorry to disappoint.
Rating: PG
Summary: The members of TOKIO and Arashi spend some quality time together.
Notes: For
bunny_d_kate who wanted some TOKIO/Arashi love :D I really enjoyed writing these. I hope you like. Un-beta'd.“Oh good God there's a naked man on my bed,” Sho pulls Aiba back harshly and covers his eyes with his hand, squishing his band mates nose as he pushes down a little harder then necessary. Feeling the flutter of eyelashes on his palm and the tips of Aiba's fringe brushing at his fingers he relents slightly, but doesn't take his hand way. Does room service include a naked man platter on check in now? What ever happened to a chocolate on the pillow? Aiba giggles and pries Sho's hand from his face.
“Nagase-sempai!” He shouts with delight and gets ready to launch himself at the other man.
Suddenly two arms are draped around both of their shoulders and Matsuoka squeezes his face in between the two of them. Bottles of beer dangling from his hands banging with a soft thud on each of their chests. Sho hears Matsuoka click his tongue in annoyance.
“Oi Tomo-kun, I told you to wait until we had a bit of booze inside of us,” He yells to the other TOKIO member who at least had the decency to cover himself partially on realising the door is now wide open.
“What, you mean he's not even drunk?” Sho turns his face slightly towards Matsouka, grazing the older mans cheek with his nose and getting hair all in his face. Matsuoka chuckles and blows at the soft strands.
“Do I look drunk?” Nagase draws the three mens attention back to him, opening his arms wide and slapping a huge grin on his face. Sho stares at the naked man in front of him, willing his eyes to stay above waist level as the thin bed cover slips down his thighs.
“Aiba-kun, lets...” Sho slowly reaches for Aiba's hand, eyes wide, but ends up grasping at air. Matsuoka having already abandoned clutching at the two of them in favour of steering Aiba into the room and pushing a beer into his eager hands. Patting him on the head like a small child or an eager puppy.
“Sho-chan, come on,” Aiba bounces up and down excitedly as the two older men move closer to him. Like two hungry wolves. Or just two pervy old men with leering eyes and grabby hands.
“Yeah, Sho-chan,” Matsuoka mimics, smirking as he leans on Aiba's shoulder.
“Come on,” Nagase waggles a bottle in front of him in some sort of attempt to lure Sho closer.
Seeing Sho isn't about to budge, Nagase turns towards Aiba who is already gulping down the bottle of beer.
“Aiba-chan, strip for Sho-kun.”
He slips the bottle neck out of his mouth with a pop and wipes a hand across his lips, “Ok.”
Sho splutters and all but runs over to Aiba to yank his shirt back down over his head. Behind him there's a click and he turns around to see Matsuoka standing infront of the now locked door, arms crossed and smiling triumphantly.
“Oh, stealthy Mabo,” Nagase makes a cooing noise in awe of the drummer, sprawling back down onto the bed heavily. Making Aiba bounce who's perched on the edge. When did Aiba take his jeans off?
“This wont end well,” he mumbles to himself.
Yamaguchi hauls the lighter mans frame out of the water and back onto his surf board. The waves lap gently at the two floating figures, rocking them softly as Jun tries to catch his breath. It's an absolutely gorgeous day. The heat of the sun warming the sea, making the chill of the icy water all but disappear. It's the sort of day that is perfect beach weather, where the heat makes water slicked skin dry in an instant, leaving it peppered with salt and sand. They've been out for hours, completely immersing themselves in surfing. Every now and then the voices of children running about and laughing on the shore drifting over to them.
“You're getting better, but if you take more then a few seconds to resurface again I'm going to have a heart attack.” He smiles at Jun who's clinging to his surf board, knuckles white and chest heaving, but face bright with a huge smile. Yamaguchi reaches out to brush away the damp strands of hair curling into Jun's eyes, making him squint. He can't help but chuckle at the similarity between Jun and a soaking wet kitten.
They paddle back to the shore line, Yamaguchi behind to keep an eye on Jun and make sure he doesn't get pulled out by the current. When they hit land, Yamaguchi grabs a towel and drops in on Jun's head. His fatherly instincts kicking in as he begins to dry Jun's hair himself before the younger man laughs and pushes his hands away.
“Got anything planned for the rest of the day?” Yamaguchi begins conversationally as he rummages through his bag and pulls out a t-shirt. Whacking a pair of sandals on the side of his leg to dislodge the annoying bits of beach stuck on the inside.
“A bit of shopping,” Jun looks over to Yamaguchi who's pulled down the top half of his wet suit to his hips, “Come with me. I'll give you a fashion master class.”
Yamaguchi laughs fondly as he pulls the shirt over his head and slips on the sandals, “I appreciate your style Jun, but it's not really me.”
“Don't worry, I'm not going to force you into anything,” He responds cheekily. The thought of squeezing Yamaguchi into something he would usually wear a surprisingly endearing thought, despite the older mans age.
“I just thought it'd be another good chance to hang out. We don't get to it often, and today's been great. Also as a thank you for the surfing lesson,” Jun continues, rolling down the his own wet suit to towel dry his chest. Choosing to leave his clothes in the bag in favour of walking back to the car bare foot and shirtless. Having the wind dry him off until the sand that's plastered to him just falls off
“Ok, you win,” He swings his bag over his shoulder and grabs his board with the other hand, “Lets go get changed properly then grab some lunch and do a bit of shopping.” He turns to look at Jun, scrunching his nose up, “So totally manly.”
Jun laughs at Yamaguchi's expression, picking up his own bits and pieces, “Well I think we deserve a break after that. We need to give our testosterone a bit of a breather.”
Both men steadily make their way up the sloping sand bank, playfully bumping into each other despite both equally struggling to keep a hold of their bags and surf boards.
Taichi stares with barely concealed horror as he watches Nino practically inhale the food infront of him. The insanely large amount of food that happens to be the most expensive on the menu. He knows where this is going because he knows Nino. The little brat. For such a tiny man, he sure can pack it away. He's probably not even hungry, just wants to take advantage of sweet Taichi's generosity.
“This is for constantly cancelling on me by the way. I'm making up for lost time,” Nino swallows a mouthful and looks up briefly, giving a wonderfully devious smirk.
“That's mean Nino. You're mean,” Taichi knows he sounds like a pre-teen girl, but he's beyond caring. After all, he's just got publicly conned by the common tight arse Ninomiya. Cute and small on first glance, but deadly. Approach with caution or face an empty wallet.
“And you're a sempai who keeps abandoning his cute little kouhai,” Nino points out as he downs his drink before immediately calling the waiter over for a refill.
“Cute isn't the word I'd use,” Taichi mumbles as he pokes at the burger in front of him absentmindedly and watches Nino be a little to over friendly with the waiter. All for the benefit of Taichi of course.
Nino's cheeks are full, bulging with food making him look like a hamster. An evil hamster that's going to bleed Taichi dry. Taichi slides his eyesight towards the door of the restaurant. They're not seated too far away from the entrance. He could make it. Jump that table, push that old lady out the way, piece of piss.
“If you make a run for it, I'll tell all the Juniors that you took advantage of me. They'll never come near you again. Cowering in the hallways as you walk through the Jimusho.”
“There goes the molester Taichi-san,” He lowers his voice to a whisper, eyes wide with fear. “Save us Ninomiya-sempai,” He adds, louder this time with a hint of desperation. Taichi rolls his eyes.
“I'm the least threatening person.”
“But I'm a terribly good actor Taichi-san,” Nino says seriously, completely straight faced.
Taichi deflates and slouches in his chair. Nino sure has got more extreme over the years. He sort of hates himself for being ever so slightly proud.
It's not often that Ohno and Joshima are able to get together. The work load for both of their bands is always high and days off never seem to coincide. Even then, it's not really a natural occurrence for the two men to automatically drift together. But they have a mutual understanding. Being a supposed Leader to four other men. Deciding it was about time to get together properly, Ohno rented a small boat where they could relax and leisurely do a bit of fishing. Already having been at it for a good 4 hours, the two men continue to share valuable wisdom.
“Nino's hand always seems to gravitate towards my butt. I just let him do what he wants. He gets sort of annoyed otherwise,” Ohno's eyes focus on his line disappearing under the surface of the water, waiting for any small tugs or movements that could indicate a fish caught on his hook.
“Hm, if they're bored they'll just touch themselves. I'm not really needed in that sense,” Ohno feels sorry for his sempai, even though Joshima himself really isn't too bothered with the lack of bonding in that sense.
Ohno racks his brain, humming to himself as he thinks about the other guys. His eyes light up and he grips the fishing rod a bit tighter in his excitement, “Sometimes they'll sit in my lap,”
“I think Nagase is too big too sit in my lap. I'd give into Taichi at the very most.”
Ohno thinks about Joshima's band mates and whole heartedly agrees. He's not sure if he'd like Yamaguchi-san in his lap.
“Maybe pet their hair? Aiba likes it when I comb my fingers through his hair,” Ohno nods thoughtfully as he reaches down to the side of him, blindly grasping for his bottle of water. There doesn't have to be anyone on top of someone else in that situation Ohno reasons.
Joshima shakes his head and sighs worriedly, reeling in his line only to then cast it back out at a greater distance, “Mabo wears too much hair gel. My fingers would get stuck.”
A comfortable silence stretches between the two men as they both think of useful Leader tips to share. The sound of birds flying over head, the squeak of wood as Ohno shifts in his small seat and the water hitting the side of the boat with small thumps bring a welcomed peace to the two men's usually hectic life style.
“When they put on some music I strip and dance around a bit,” Joshima offers helpfully after a few moments, shrugging to himself like it's no big deal.
Ohno turns his head and gazes at Joshima with his eyes wide, in complete awe of his sempai, “Joshima-san is such a good Leader. I think I might get raped if I was to do that,”
“I'm sure Ninomiya-kun wouldn't let that happen,” Joshima chuckles and smiles fondly.
“He'd be the ring leader,” Ohno answers solemnly and turns back to his line as he feels a small jerk pulling his hands forward.
Title: Try, Give up and Try again
Pairing: Jun/Nino, One sided Nino/Ohno
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Ohno isn't gay.
Notes: For the lovely
rinalin. I found it really difficult to just stick to complete, straight forward Jun/Nino for some reason so there's quite a bit of general Arashi love in here. Apologies for that. I also totally copped out on porn too. I'm a damn tease. Un-beta'd.Nino flopping into any of the members in Arashi's lap isn't really uncommon. Nino randomly straddling any of the members in Arashi isn't even an unheard of occurrence, even though it's usually Ohno in that case. The little brat likes the attention. So when Nino climbs into Jun's lap, he just shifts himself slightly to accommodate Nino's weight and continues to read his fashion magazine. Slightly startled, as Nino doesn't really do this with him, but not enough to care. More often than not he'll just push Nino off of him, but today he's feeling particularly tolerant. That is until he feels a hand slide over his stomach under his shirt.
“What are you doing?” Jun tears his eyes away from a pair of particularly tight jeans to frown at Nino.
“Ohno isn't gay,” Nino explains simply as he goes to dip his fingers down below the waist band of Jun's jeans, “He loves me but he's not in love with me. Or something like that.”
“What, and now that he's turned you down you're suddenly in love with me?” Jun grabs at both of Nino's small wrists, wrenching them up. Nino quickly shakes Jun's grip off and crosses his arms. Knees still on either side of Jun and his arse still firmly planted in his lap.
Nino laughs, “Fuck no. I'm now annoyed and horny as opposed to just being horny. Seriously, I'm not in love with him.” He adds the last bit quickly and Jun's pretty sure it's just to assure himself. Whatever, he's not getting involved with that particular mess.
“So I'm your second choice for a quickie then?”
“What? No, of course not,” He almost sounds disgusted, as if the very idea is an insult. He even makes a small gagging motion by sticking his tongue out.
“Aiba is.”
“Oh that really turns me on Nino. Knowing that you don't find me attractive enough to be even second on your weird band mate sex list,” Jun pauses and purses his lips, “I beat Sho though right?”
Nino forces the small laugh that escapes his lips into a fake cough.
“Right, get off,” Jun wriggles his body, trying to dislodge Nino so he can make a quick escape. Lifting his hips and bucking, whilst pushing at Nino's shoulders. But the smaller man just throws his arms round Jun's shoulders and buries his face into the side of Jun's neck, effectively halting his movements.
“No, I only want you right now. I promise,” Nino whines into Jun's skin. Flicking his tongue out, rubbing and sucking slightly. Biting gently at the slicked skin he leaves behind. It's really hard to stay mad at Nino when he does that. Even though he did whine, which when coming from Nino, really makes Jun skin itch.
“Just so you know, I'm pretty sure Sho is straight as a ruler,” Jun manages to groan out as he fists the back of Nino's shirt.
“You say that, but he's been spending an awful amount of time with that surprisingly cocky kid in News,” He trails kisses along Jun's throat who throws his head back in response to allow Nino better access.
“Tegoshi?” Nino tongues Jun's adams apple as it bobs up and down at the question.
“No, the one Nishikido fancies,” Nino begins to fumble with Jun's buckle as he nuzzles his nose into the underside of Jun's jaw.
“I'm only doing this because you're marginally more bearable when you're happy,” Jun grabs Nino's hair and yanks his face up, smashing their mouths together.
“Well hello Domyouji,” Nino mumbles into Jun's mouth, pressing his hips down harder into Jun's lap. Squeezing his hands further in between them to ease Jun's zip down and wiggle his fingers into his jeans. Jun pulls his lips from Nino's in favour of taking a sharp intake of air as Nino traces the outline of Jun's cock through the thin material of his boxers. He raises his hips up to meet with Nino's pressure. One hand griping at the back of Nino's neck.
Suddenly the door swings open and Aiba strides in.
“Nino,” Aiba's shocked expression quickly turns accusing, “I thought I was you're second choice.” He points at the two of them on the sofa.
Ohno ambles in after him, frowning as he follows Aiba's outstretched arm to where Jun and Nino are.
“Oh no, my rejection has left you vulnerable and Matsujun has taken advantage of that.”
“What? He is clearly in my lap,” Jun says bluntly, feeling not even remotely embarrassed, still grasping at Nino holding him in place.
Nino looks between Ohno and Jun, finally settling on gazing at Ohno with perfectly contrived vulnerability, “He forced himself on me Oh-chan.”
“His hands are in my pants,” Jun gestures to Nino's hands which, yes, are still moving ever so slightly in between the two of them.
Ohno opens his arms and Nino, as fast a lightening, jumps off Jun's lap and launches himself into them. Ohno quickly wraps Nino up in his arms, ever the best friend no matter what.
“That's pretty low Jun-chan,” He shakes his head at Jun in that I'm not angry, just disappointed way, which is somehow so much worse. It's so typical he'd still pick Ohno despite the other man already having turned him down. And he was well on his way on being thoroughly fucked into the sofa too. What a freak.
Ohno continues slowly, “Nino's in a very delicate place right now,” He pats the smaller mans head to make him look up, “I'm sorry this is my fault.”
Jun snorts. That's cute, but honestly.
“You can't help your feelings Oh-chan,” Nino looks away in what appears to be embarrassment but Jun can see the corners of his mouth twitching. Well damn, the brat really thinks he's going to be able to change their Leaders mind.
Ohno makes a distressed whining noise and gently leads Nino out the door. Sighing, Jun zips himself back up, his arousal now fully dispersed due to Nino's spectacular display of arseholery.
Aiba huffs and drops down next to Jun, “I'm so bumping you up above Nino.”
“Am I last on everyones damn list?” Jun snatches his forgotten magazine back off the floor and brings his legs up underneath him, sinking into the corner of the sofa. Scowling to himself as he realises he doesn't even have a goddamn list.
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OMG those were so very awesome! I don't even know which one I like best >__<
the first one was really.. hot *////*
the second one was really.. cute x3~ gussan is such a nice senpai <33
and there was surfing AND (indicated) shopping!! XDDDD
I felt really sorry for taichi in the third one XDDDD
you really don't wanna mess with the evil black mailing nino hamster XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
aaawww~ and leader talk FTW!!
yes, I can so imagine nino being the ring leader.. XDDDDDD
thank you sooooo much!!!! -^3^-
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mmmh~ I'm just getting into TOKIO right now but I really love those guys already <33
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Jun doesn't have a list *dies* XD
Everyone takes advantage of Jun for this sad lack.
Brilliant fics!~
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Nino is the most manipulative brat in JE, Ohno beware XD
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.. YOU! STRIP NOW! LOL ohno XD
Nagase+Mabo+Sakuraiba Orgy IS A WIN XDXDXDXDXD
And Jun and Yamaguchi is ohsosweet! it's always good to read a fic where jun is being taken care of~
STINKY!NINO IS TOTALLY GOOD AT ACTING XD
And Taichi-kun is so helplessly in love with that snarky boy XD
AND I HEART THE RIIDAS CONVERSATION!
Arashi touched their Riida, TOKIO touched themselves ROFL XDXDXDXDXD
sitting on joushima's lap might just crushed him! oh, how i love the snarky group XD
I HEART THE FIC, AND YOU TOO ^^
happy new year! chu~~~~~~~~
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Nagase+Mabo+Sakuraiba Orgy IS A WIN XDXDXDXDXD
Maybe one day I'll actually get round to writing the sexy times bit XDDDD
Love you, happy New Year <333333333
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This is such giggles! I love it! And Nino... SUCH A BRAT. I love, love, LOVE it.
The last few lines are perfect!
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He's not sure if he'd like Yamaguchi-san in his lap.
I WOULD I WOULD I WOULD I WOULD!
The second one is great as well, but I have TOKIO on the brain now. :D
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ME TOO, ME TOO! OHNO CLEARLY DOESN'T KNOW WHAT HE'S TALKING ABOUT.
I may try Kanjani8/TOKIO next. Just because, well, even the premise of Kanjani8/TOKIO is quite awesome.
Thank you for reading, glad you liked it :D
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I will read that. 8D
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HOW CUTE!!!
Poor Jun. =]
love this fic. =]
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Jun doesn't have a list - LOL!
It was very teasing thing=)
Thanks a lot!
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Thank you for reading! Glad you liked it <3
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“You say that, but he's been spending an awful amount of time with that surprisingly cocky kid in News,” He trails kisses along Jun's throat who throws his head back in response to allow Nino better access.
“Tegoshi?” Nino tongues Jun's adams apple as it bobs up and down at the question.
“No, the one Nishikido fancies,” Nino begins to fumble with Jun's buckle as he nuzzles his nose into the underside of Jun's jaw.
SO MAYBE I READ TOO MUCH INTO THINGS BUT ALDKFMAMDF!!!!!! THIS IS SHIGE RIGHT? I LOVE YOUUUUUUU. I'M PRETENDING THAT WAS FOR MEEEEE.
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I TOTALLY WASN'T EXPECTING IT. YAY LOVELY SURPRISES.
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the very first scene with Matsuoka/Nagase/Aiba/Sho was ADORABLE. Oh Aiba (TOKIO fanboy ♥ ) ILU. And the other three were really sweet. ♥
And poor Jun in the second fic. xD Nino really is a bastard (but such a cute one >w< ).
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Nino will always be the bastard we can't help but fall in love with. Fact. haha~
Thanks for reading!
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And Ohno/Joushima bonding = A++
But the Matsumiya completely wins. Poor Jun! Evil Nino! &hearts &hearts &hearts
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Thank you so much for reading and commenting 8D
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Fun fics!
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i just really prioritize jun/ninokjdbsal D:no subject
Thank you for reading sweetness~ <3
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