Addicted to LOVE - Chapter 2: The art of keeping a secret

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Pairing: KoUchi for this one, Tsuyoshi/Takeda Shinji
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Don't own KinKi Kids, or anything JE-related
Warnings: Swearing, sexual situations, angst
Multi-Chapter


Notes: I debated quite a while with myself whether or not I should update. I didn't really feel much like it, with all the things that are going on in Japan and there was also a sad incident of someone dying, who is connected to my inner ciclre of friends. So the past few days have been pretty tough on me. Not nearly as tough as on my friends in Japan. This is why I have ultimately decided to put my mind together and get to work. maharan1 , this one is for you. <3  I hope you will find it a good distraction and a pleasant read.


Intro: Koichi is "addicted to love". How does that show in his life? And how does it affect people around him? Co-workers? Colleagues? Friends and people who love him? Where does help become something like a crime and where does love blend into co-addiction?


Pre-info: Introducing new character Takeda Shinji, member of the Domoto Bros Band as Tsuyoshi's lover






“Sorry, gotta run,” Koichi mumbled, already clapping his phone shut.

“Oi, Koichi, what are you up to now?” Tsuyoshi’s voice could still be heard. “We’re not done and if you go r-”

Then with a soft sound the phone was shut and Tsuyoshi’s voice was cut.

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Tsuyoshi looked at his phone angrily. “What on earth is he thinking?”

“Hung up on you again?” his lover asked, sounding amused.

“Not funny, Shinji,” Tsuyoshi told him. “I’m telling you, that guy is up to no good yet again.”

“Just why do you care so much?” Shinji asked, rolling over on the couch to face Tsuyoshi. “It’s not like it’s your business.”

“It is my business,” Tsuyoshi told him.

“You keep saying that,” Shinji sighed. “But honestly, just because you keep claiming that there is this special kind of thing between you… I still don’t even see that. He’s just exploiting the fact that you’re a good-natured guy, who is full of affection and love for everybody.”

“You don’t know how troubled he is,” the younger man mumbled.

“But I’m telling you,” Shinji retorted, “you’re making too much of a fuss over him. If you keep going like this, he won’t see any need for change and… Hey, where are you going?”

“Out,” Tsuyoshi replied shortly, as he grabbed the keys for his car.

“Running to his rescue again?” the older man asked, frowning slightly.

“Anything I should bring for dinner?” Tsuyoshi asked, sounding determined.

His lover looked at him with a mixture of sadness and aggravation.

“Tsuyoshi,” Shinji said in a comforting voice, “I know you love this guy, I know you’re worried for him. But we’ve talked about this before. Your spontaneous running off, just because he called for something minor – or hung up on you for that matter – is aggravating. I mean, I really love you and generally things are going well, but then I find that Koichi is always hiding somewhere in the corner, luring and… Even I can’t get him out of my head as it is. That is how much influence he has on our relationship. Please, think about that.”

Tsuyoshi sighed. “I will.” He was obviously still in quite a hurry to leave. “So, Ramen? Udon?”

“I’ll cook,” Shinji sighed, “so don’t worry about it. Just please come back home soon.”

“I’ll try,” was all Tsuyoshi said before he swept out the door.

Shinji sank back into the couch a bit and sighed. Tsuyoshi hadn’t even kissed him good-bye as he usually did. When it was about that stupid Koichi-guy, Tsuyoshi seemed to completely lose his perception of anything that’s going on around him. Suddenly Shinji thought that maybe Tsuyoshi should not drive in this state. Then he got worried, then sad, because he knew calling Tsuyoshi was no good and then he got angry at his lover for leaving him in such turmoil.

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“Uchi-kun,” Koichi chirped. “How’s your eye?”

“Ah, f-fine, thanks,” Uchi replied with an awkward smile.

“That’s good to hear,” Koichi smiled back at him. “You gave us quite a scare there, you know.”

“Sorry,” Uchi apologised with a slight bow. “I’ll be more careful.”

“Yes, please be,” Koichi nodded. “Want to practice?”

“Er… now?” the younger man asked, feeling a bit uneasy. “It’s only an hour before the show now.”

“Then we should hurry,” Koichi suggested, voice dropping as he closed in on the other, grabbing his shirt. His other hand went to softly stroke over Uchi’s little scar on his right eye. “We don’t want your pretty face to take any more damage now, do we?”

“Ko-koichi-kun,” Uchi gasped. “Please, not here…”

Koichi grinned at him, simply dragging him along and right into his dressing room, closing the door behind them. Not even bothering to lock the door, he got right back to Uchi, grabbing the younger’s waist and pulling him close.

“Hiro,” Koichi sighed needily, pressing himself against the other.

Next his lips attached to Uchi’s neck, giving light and soft kisses. The younger boy bit his lip.

“Koichi-kun,” Uchi tried again, “please, we…” He broke off with a gasp as he felt a tongue teasing his earlobe.

“Please, what?” Koichi purred, licking at hot skin.

“I… I’m not…” Uchi tried, using his hands to shove Koichi’s demanding form back.

The older man just chuckled, but pulled back to look at the other.

“Hiro,” he sneered, “really, your act is pathetic. Is it me? If your acting skills were so rotten by nature, you certainly would not stand on my stage.”

“You’re being presumptuous,” Uchi told him.

“Oh?” Koichi asked, raising a brow. “Are you maybe acting out a girl character, then? That might be very fit indeed. What’s with all that half-hearted struggling? If you really wanted to, you could have me on the floor within an instant. But what do you do? You push at my shoulders lightly, and whine about your oh so pitiful self being seduced.”

“You’re being presumptuous about your own act,” Uchi told him angrily.

At that Koichi glared at him, pressing the other back against a wall.

“DON’T…” he made a short pause to calm his voice, “imply that this is one-sided.” Koichi’s voice was daring, his eyes glittering dangerously. “Do you really mean to say that I’m forcing myself on you? Is that honestly what you think? Hiro, listen very closely. I am not a rapist. If you’re unwilling, a clear statement of no would be sufficient. And if you feel that you’ve given me that, because you want me to stop and I’m not backing off, you can always try something more effective.”

“Like what?” Uchi bit out, but his cheeks had turned slightly rosy.

“Hm,” Koichi mock-mused, “well, for a second try you could always go with `Freaky perverted little fucker, take your filthy hands off me this instant, or I’ll detach them from your body´, or something like that. Or, in case you don’t care for that, a good blow to the crotch basically always does the trick too.”

Uchi was silent. He tried to scoff lightly, but it came out as a nervous little cough.

“If you just finish one of those `Koichi, please…´ or `Wait…´ or `Don’t…´ sentences,” Koichi finally continued, stroking the other’s sides suggestively, “and made them an actual statement, I would instantly remove my hands from your body.” He brought one hand up to bring it to Uchi’s face, forcing the boy to look at him. “And you know that too – that’s why you never finish them. Because you don’t actually want me to stop. It’s all just an act. I’m not sure why you bother with it, but let me tell you, it’s totally pointless. I know… You want me. So, drop the act already. You want it, so enjoy it. I’m right here.”

Uchi felt torn. He knew Koichi was poison on his lips and in his hands – the problem was just that he had learned that too late and he had found Koichi’s poison addictive to the point where he simply couldn’t resist it. Even if it killed him, he yearned for those lips that would manipulate his entire body in so many ways. It was scary, but thrilling, exciting. He felt his heart beating fast in his chest and he saw Koichi’s deep dark eyes observing him, almost calmly, although he could see the other’s lust glinting in them. And then he broke. With a groan he clashed their mouths together, kissing Koichi hungrily, hands coming to life as he started to roam over Koichi’s lither body.

“Oh, now we’re talking,” Koichi grinned as he drew back just enough to tear at Uchi’s clothing to remove it enough to get him what he wanted – flesh.

Uchi shrugged his shirt off, then got to Koichi’s. The older man released him, though, and stepped back.

“Never bother with that,” Koichi told the other, ripping his own shirt off and going right for his belt. “Just take your pants off.”

Already way gone in terms of sense, Uchi complied instantly, ripping his pants and boxers off.

“Such a good thing you weren’t in stage dress already,” Koichi smirked, looking at the other’s naked form. “God, you’re hot,” he stated as he approached the other again.

Grabbing Uchi by the shoulders, he pushed him back, finally smacking him against the only empty wall in the room. Then he unceremoniously dropped to his knees, not wasting a second before grabbing the other’s twitching dick. Uchi moaned both at the contact and at the sight. Koichi was making a show. His face was lifted slightly, his eyes on Uchi’s, a daring look on his face. Without looking down, he brought the other’s cock up to give it a long, but light lick. He kept lapping at it up and down, back and forth, wetting it for further actions, all the while holding eye-contact with Uchi.

“Ah, Koichi,” Uchi sighed out, the sight making him shiver in anticipation.

Koichi felt a warm shudder running through his body at the needy look Uchi gave him. The boy was already so ready for more, but he was still standing there, obediently waiting for whatever Koichi was willing to give him. There was definitely no greater high. It was thrilling. In order to share his pleasure with the other, he finally took the head into his mouth and gave it a good long suck. As he drew back, he made sure to give a good plopping sound.

“Shit, Koichi,” Uchi cursed, gritting his teeth.

“Oh, that bad?” Koichi asked, actually sounding really sympathetic. “Okay then, let me help you.”

With that his gaze left Uchi’s eyes as he concentrated on the boy’s length. He took half of it into his mouth, starting to bob his head slightly and sucking carefully. One of his hands wrapped around the shaft to stroke it roughly.

“Ah, Koichi,” Uchi moaned out.

Then he moaned again as the older man pulled back.

“You should keep your voice down,” Koichi told him. “We’re not exactly alone, you know.”

Just as Uchi had found his composure again, Koichi got back to work and made him whimper as the sucking and pulling Koichi gave him were much stronger than before. He was almost embarrassingly aroused concerning the fact that they’d been at it for just about five minutes.

“Koichi,” he sighed.

This time Koichi didn’t simply leave him. He pulled back slowly and gave a few soothing licks before letting go of his dick entirely. As soon as Koichi was on his feet again, he grabbed Uchi and kissed him fiercely. The younger man complied, moaning into his mouth, enjoying Koichi’s hot body against his own. Before he even knew what he was doing, they were rubbing against each other heatedly.

“Condoms and lube’s in the top drawer,” Koichi finally rasped out, making an according notion with his head towards a small chest.

Drawing back, the older man grabbed his own cock and started to stroke it quickly. Uchi almost flew to the chest and ripped the first drawer open. He grabbed a condom and a bottle of lube with deft fingers and moved back to there Koichi was. The older man first took the condom from the other’s hands, ripped the little package open and applied the item quickly. Then he grabbed the bottle.

“Turn around,” he ordered in a husky voice.

“I… don’t wanna do it standing,” Uchi muttered out.

“Okay,” Koichi nodded, looking around. “Couch, then?”

The younger man just nodded and crawled onto the sofa. Koichi kept watching him for a while as he lathered his dick up with lube thoroughly, before following the other and pulling his ass up high. He poured a good about of lube out on Uchi’s back and started to spread it immediately. As soon as he found the bottle well-closed again, he simply dropped it to the floor and started to work Uchi’s ass with both hands.

“Mh,” the boy hummed in pleasure, moving into the touch.

Koichi grinned. He gave a sharp slap to the other’s buttocks, watching pleasedly as the flesh wobbled a bit. Then he pushed Uchi forward slightly, so he could put a knee on the couch as well. Without giving a warning he pushed the younger’s buttocks apart and dived down, licking the hole. Uchi’s eyes shot open and he moaned loudly in surprise. Then he remembered he should keep quiet and tried to stifle his sounds.

“Oh god, Koichi, fuck….”

The older man chuckled slightly, drawing lazy patterns on the sensitive skin around his opening. But then he too started to feel the urge rising further and so he got to really preparing the other. He slid a still slick finger inside Uchi’s body, moving it slightly and wiggling it to get the other used to the intrusion as quickly as possible. It seemed that his earlier efforts had done their job too, because the younger man loosened around him almost instantly, allowing him to add a second finger quickly. Growing impatient, Koichi pushed the third finger in right after. That earned him a slight groan, but he made up for the slightly rough move by immediately going for Uchi’s prostate and giving him a little preview of what was in store for him.

“Oh god, yes,” Uchi mewled, bucking against the fingers in him readily.

Once Koichi was positive he’d done a thorough job, he removed his fingers again and made to cover Uchi’s form, leaning down to whisper into his ear.

“Do you want it now?” he asked, licking the other’s ear.

“Yes, Koichi,” Uchi sighed almost desperately.

“Will you say it?” Koichi asked, his voice soft and soothing. “I’d like to hear it.”

“Ah, fuck me,” the younger man groaned out, rubbing against Koichi to create some stimulating friction.

Koichi got the message and, after giving Uchi a short nod, moved up again. He placed his dick at the boy’s entrance and started to push in carefully.

“Uh, so tight,” he gasped, trying to move fluently, but slowly.

Once he was all the way in he gave a small sigh. He could feel the other’s body all tensed up under him and the hole gripping him almost painfully. Taking a few deep breaths he tried to keep still, rubbing Uchi’s shoulder soothingly. Gradually the tight hold on his cock loosened and he thought it would be okay to try a small shift. A gasp escaped him at the hot and wet friction his movement caused. He got into a slow rhythm right away, pushing in and out with ease.

“Oh god,” he sighed. “Hiro, you feel so good…”

Uchi moaned both at the feeling and Koichi’s words. Nobody ever made him feel wanted like Koichi did. Nobody. It was like this man could set him on fire at will and then play with the flames until he decided it was time to put them to rest again. Uchi revelled in the feeling. He felt Koichi moving inside of him, pushing into him, already building speed and force.

“Koichi,” Uchi groaned out.

It sounded like a request and Koichi understood. He drew back a bit and changed his angle. Then changed it again. He kept pushing in, then pushed at Uchi to make him bend forward a bit more. The older man sighed, eyes knitted in concentration. He groaned in frustration, then grabbed Uchi’s hips and pushed his ass up more.

“Oh, yes, there!” Uchi suddenly called out.

Koichi could feel it too, the other’s prostate showing some resistance against his thrusts. He grinned, speeding up his efforts, pushing in just that bit deeper again and wiggling his hips.

“Oh-ho-ho-ha,” Uchi sighed, chuckling in content as he felt Koichi’s efforts and at the same time shuddering in pleasure. “Oh, now you’ve got it.”

He Bit his lip in lust and passion. Then Koichi suddenly sped up almost drastically, pounding into him.

“Oh god, yeah!” Uchi called out, gripping the arm of the couch tightly. “Yeah, yeah… more!”

He braced himself against the sofa, with his arm, putting his other hand on his dripping cock and starting to jerk himself off quickly.

“Fuck, Koichi,” he moaned.

“Come,” Koichi groaned in a low voice.

Sighing almost desperately, Uchi sped up his own efforts yet more. Perspiration was damping the hair against his forehead. He was panting hard, his skin all flushed. And then he felt it coming. Hot and oh so good, his body seemed to flood with pleasure to the point where he felt it must burst – and then it did, his frame shuddering against the couch he was lying on, his dick twitching in his hand and releasing hot sticky substance all over the furniture. He sighed satedly as he felt his orgasm fading out.

Then he had to brace himself against the couch once more as Koichi thrust deep into him again. The older man tried to help steadying him by holding his hips tightly and it really eased the pressure on his arms. He was still relieved when he felt the other’s movements getting frantic and somewhat irregular. A sign he already knew. Clenching his muscles just that little bit, he could hear Koichi moaning out his release, his voice filling the room as his dick twitched again and again, spurting, his release washing over him almost forcefully. He slowed his movements gradually, until, with a last sated sigh, he first stilled, then slowly pulled out and slumped down on the couch next to the other.

The following few minutes passed without any conversation, or other recognition of each other. After several minutes, though, Koichi pushed himself a bit up and pulled Uchi into his arms. He kissed him passionately and the younger man answered immediately, kissing him back and giving him a few light strokes. They smiled at each other as they pulled back. Uchi thought he must be dreaming. In that very moment he thought he really saw Koichi’s soul mirrored in his eyes. The next second, though, the spell was broken.

“Okay, now we actually should get dressed for the stage,” Koichi informed him, his voice already taking on its business tone again.

It hurt a bit to go back from this intimate moment to being colleagues on stage. But that was just how it was – always. He sighed just once, but then braced himself and nodded.

“Right,” Uchi agreed.

So they both got up, cleaned up their mess and got dressed again. As Uchi made to leave the dressing room, he turned back to Koichi once more.

“Koichi,” he called out softly.

“Hm?” Koichi made, turning to look at him.

“I…” Uchi began, but then paused. After another second he smiled lightly and continued. “Let’s do our best on stage today.”

“Yes, let’s,” Koichi nodded, then turned back towards his wardrobe.

The younger man sighed once more and then finally left the dressing room to get ready for the show.

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“Oh, there you are!” Matsuzaki called out as Uchi showed up backstage just a few minutes before the actual performance. “Where have you been?”

“I… my costume got damaged and I had to get it repaired, sorry,” Uchi explained.

“Oh, really?” Matsuzaki asked. “Well, it’s good they could fix it in time.”

“Yeah,” the other boy agreed.

“I told you he’d show up soon,” Tsuyoshi’s voice rang out and Uchi turned to look at him.

His heart made a troubled leap as he found Tsuyoshi’s gaze boring into him. He gulped.

“Yes, yes,” Matsuzaki grinned. “I know I tend to be too worried all the time. But then, if my boyfriend is in trouble I want to come to his rescue, of course,” he defended himself playfully, pulling Uchi close and kissing him lightly.

Uchi smiled at him. “Sorry to have you worried.”

“It’s nothing much,” Matsuzaki assured him.

They shared another kiss. Uchi leaned into his boyfriend, hugging him tightly. Matsuzaki chuckled lightly.

“My, my, Hiro-chan is so attentive today,” he said with a grin.

“I’ll attend to you later,” Uchi promised him, grinning back.

“Later would be much appreciated,” Koichi’s voice cut into the scene as the star of the show finally showed.

“Exactly on time as usual, Koichi-kun,” Matsuzaki teased him. “I was ready early, so I had some time at hand for more pleasant things.”

“Yes, yes, very well,” Koichi waved him off casually. “Now will you take your position at the curtain? It’s just a few minutes now.”

“Yes, boss,” Matsuzaki chirped out and made to take his position.

“Uchi-kun, you too,” Koichi added, without even looking at the other.

“Hai,” Uchi nodded, moving away from the scene.

Finally Koichi’s eyes met Tsuyoshi’s.

“What are you doing here?” he asked casually. “I thought you didn’t want to see the show? I could have arranged for good tickets for you…”

“Stop giving me that bullshit,” Tsuyoshi bit at him. “You called me here.”

“I did no such thing,” Koichi told him.

“Well, let’s say, I can take a hint,” Tsuyoshi shot back.

“You didn’t have to come,” Koichi defended himself. “I left it entirely to you.”

“Were you with Uchi-kun?” The younger man wanted to know.

“What if?” Koichi wanted to know.

“How long has this been going?” Tsuyoshi asked.

His only answer was a shrug, though.

“Really, what’s wrong with you?!” Tsuyoshi bit at him. “Does it give you a thrill, or something? Sleeping with another guy’s man?”

“It’s got nothing to do with Matsuzaki,” Koichi told the other. “It’s unfortunate he’s… involved in this… but that’s not my fault.”

“Oh yes, it is.”

“Well, Hiro very willingly participates whenever I approach him,” Koichi explained with a shrug. “It’s not like I’m forcing him, or anything. And he’s the one who’s cheating. I just want him. He still wants to keep his boyfriend. How is that my fault?”

“Just what is it?” Tsuyoshi asked again. “Do you really deliberately try to destroy other people’s relationships?”

“How dare you say that?” Koichi suddenly burst out.

Tsuyoshi, however, was unimpressed. “Then tell me,” he demanded, “what are you thinking? Taking Uchi to your dressing room. Here. With Matsuzaki running about. He was out to find you, you know. There was a problem with the lighting, but I got a hold of him and had him ask Yonehana instead. What if he had found you?”

Koichi was silent for a moment, looking at Tsuyoshi as if trying to stare him into trying to escape. When Tsuyoshi did not move in any way, he just shrugged.

“The risk is Hiro’s,” he explained. “I felt like having sex and he wanted to have sex too. He was the one who didn’t give a shit about his own boyfriend strolling around the area. Why am I the dickhead now?”

“I’m not saying you are a dickhead,” Tsuyoshi explained, “I’m just trying to understand what you are doing there and why you are doing it.”

“Instead of getting involved in my private matters,” Koichi countered, “shouldn’t you take care of your own man? How is Shinji-kun?”

At that Tsuyoshi tensed a bit. “Doing fine,” he said shortly.

“Are you worried I’ll go hunting him too?” Kochi asked playfully.

At that Tsuyoshi glared at the other. “He would never go for you.”

“Oh?” Koichi asked curiously. “Why not?”

“He doesn’t like you, that’s why,” the younger man told him.

Koichi just shrugged. “You don’t have to like someone to fuck them.”

“You’re unbelievable,” Tsuyoshi sighed, shaking his head.

“Just… why does he not like me?”

“Because you keep doing stupid stuff and being the kind idiot that I am, I always come running to keep you out of trouble and that’s really aggravating him.”

Suddenly Koichi’s eyes softened. “You’re readily facing trouble in your relationship because of me?”

Tsuyoshi was so surprised by Koichi’s soft voice and warm eyes, he didn’t know how to react.

“Why are you doing that?” Koichi wanted to know.

The other still kept staring. “I…”

“Koichi!”

The two of them both turned their head abruptly as Machida’s voice cut into the scene.

“Koichi, Koichi!” Machida called out again. “The curtain!”

“Ah… Right,” Koichi called out. He turned towards Tsuyoshi once more. “I’ll… see you for the next recording.”

With that he turned around and ran to start the show. Tsuyoshi looked after him, feeling agitated. Then he sighed, shaking his head. He pulled out his phone, pressing a few buttons and holding the item to his ear.

“Hey… I… I wanted to come home now,” Tsuyoshi explained. “I was just wondering… huh? … Oh no, everything’s fine here now. … Yes. …” He smiled slightly. “Thank you. … Yeah, so… do you want me to bring anything? … Mochi, right. Fruit, or paste? … Okay, I’ll see that I can get them. … Because I love you. … Yeah, see you at home.”

With that Tsuyoshi clapped his phone shut and made his way to get some strawberry mochi to bring for his lover.

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Done. ^^ A long one again. I have to say that I am very excitedly awaiting reactions to the character's actions and views, most of all  concerning Koichi and Uchi, but also Tsuyoshi. Ah, and about Tsuyoshi's lover too. I wanted it to be someone you wouldn't think of very easily, but who was connected to KinKi somehow. Plus, I wanted an attractive guy. I think Takeda is cute, so after long consideration he got the part. Please, let me know your thoughts. I hope you liked it. ^^

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