Love Episodes - Episode 21: Caught in the Act

[yoru-no-hikaru.livejournal.com]

Pairing: KinKi Kids
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Don't own KinKi Kids, or anything JE-related
Warnings: bit of swearing, light body contact
Multi-Chapter


Intro: So, after Nagase left KinKi Kids in his apartment they talk and settle the medication matter once and for all. However, about an hour later Johnny has to pick them up at a police station. What on earth has happened?


Note: Sorry for the long wait. This is a longer chapter and it took a while to finish. I had a lot of fun writing, though. Hope you'll have fun reading too.





Koichi pulled the blanket more tightly around his form and up over his nose as though he was trying to hide. In fact, he was trying to hide – or at least he wanted to, even though the encounter was inevitable.
“It’s like ripping off a patch,” Tsuyoshi told him. “Make it quick. It hurts for only a moment and then everything will be okay again.”
“Why did they have to call him?” Koichi mumbled into his blanket.
“We had to give them a name, in order to get the money to get back out of here,” Tsuyoshi told him. “If this goes to court, we’re in deep trouble. And I don’t suppose you’d rather have your parents down here?”




Koichi cringed. Then he sighed. “Okay, let’s get it over wi-”
The door burst open and both KinKi Kids jumped.
“You-tachi!” Johnny yelled at them. “What on earth are you guys doing?!”
Tsuyoshi got up immediately, while Koichi crept even deeper under his blanket.
“Johnny-san,” Tsuyoshi began immediately, “we are really sorry. We… we’re sorry,” he sighed desperately.
Johnny inspected the two men intensely. Then he too sighed.




“Okay, get your stuff together, we’re leaving,” he announced. “I’ve already spoken to the main officer and the head of department. You guys are lucky I could out-buy the magazines that made offers for the story. But the earnings of your tour will go directly to the agency, I’m telling you.”
Both men just looked down at the floor, embarrassed.
“Come on, let’s go,” Johnny urged.
The two of them got up warily, picked up their stuff at the entrance and as soon as they were out on the street Johnny shooed them into his car.




“Okay,” Johnny sighed, once everybody was inside and the car was rolling. “I’m listening. How on earth did you get caught by the police having sex on the street?”
“Well,” Koichi mumbled, licking his lips. “It wasn’t really on the street,” he defended himself. “They really went looking for us.”
“Because you had stopped your car on a shoulder,” Johnny barked at him. “Of course, the police would check if something was wrong!”




“Well, it was really rotten luck,” Koichi said silently. “But we were already done when they found us,” he added.
Johnny looked like he wanted to strangle him. “It. Doesn’t. Matter,” he said in a low voice that made goose bumps rise on Koichi’s body.
“Johnny-san, we’re really sorry this happened,” Tsuyoshi said remorsefully. “We really weren’t careful enough. Quite honestly, we just threw caution to the wind. We know it was wrong. I… don’t know what else to say.”
“Why,” Johnny sighed, “that is a statement alright.”




“Koichi, apologise properly,” Tsuyoshi said pointedly.
Koichi sighed. “Fine. We are sorry. But what’s the point in just repeating it if you’ve already said it?”
Tsuyoshi shot daggers at him. “It shows your sincerity. And this is not the time to be defensive, okay?”
“Whatever,” Koichi pouted.
“Really, Koichi,” Tsuyoshi now shot at him. “Get a grip. Revise on what you’ve done and what consequences it might have had not only for us, but for everybody else.”
Koichi cringed at that. He looked miserably to the floor.




“I know it was a mistake,” he mumbled out. “But it’s not like we can do anything about it anymore.” He looked at Johnny. “I really am sorry. But… you of all people should understand. Tsuyoshi and I don’t even have privacy in our own house. We even have to be cautious about that and at the same time we have to keep our old apartments, so that we won’t be found out. People are following us everywhere, there are so many eyes on us. The only space of privacy we truly have is our bedroom. That’s it. One room. And… well, sometimes you feel like you just have to break out of that, or else you’ll go mad. I’m really sorry about all of this. But honestly, I won’t promise I won’t ever do anything again outside our house.”




Johnny considered him for a long while. Tsuyoshi held his breath as he was waiting for a reaction. Koichi had sounded sincere alright, but it was quite likely that Johnny wouldn’t like some of his points.
“I see,” Johnny finally said and nodded.
Both KinKi Kids just blinked at him.
Johnny laughed at that. “Have you done stuff like that before?” he asked, sounding a bit amused.
“Well,” Koichi mumbled out, scratching his arm, “it’s not like we do this regularly… but it has happened, yes.”




Again Johnny nodded.
“And now?” Tsuyoshi asked warily.
“Now,” Johnny stated, “I suggest you be a bit more careful again with whatever you do. I will not interfere. You seem to know how to make it work. In what now, 11 years? – you got yourselves caught only once. Looking at other records, I have to say you’re doing a very fair job keeping this secret. So I’ll see it through this time.”
Both men sighed in relief.
“Thank you, Johnny-san,” Tsuyoshi smiled thankfully.
“Really, thank you,” Koichi added, unable to fight a broad grin off his face.




Johnny smiled at them.
“Ano…” Koichi mused.
“What?” Johnny asked.
“About our tour earnings…”
Tsuyoshi wanted to slap him. “What now?! He just saved our asses.”
“But all of our earnings?” Koichi whined. “Isn’t that a bit too much?”
“Stop complaining already.”




“Guys,” Johnny interrupted them. “It’s okay. I’ll… just keep the merchandise money, okay? That should do.”
Koichi blinked. “Only the merchandise? Do we really sell that well?”
Johnny laughed at that, but Tsuyoshi nudged him with his elbow.
“Apparently he’s letting us off the issue,” the younger man grunted out, “so don’t be so arrogant.”




Everybody was in a much lighter mood when Johnny set KinKi Kids off at their house. They said their good nights and as soon as Koichi had closed the door behind them he went straight to the bed room to flop down on the bed and fall asleep immediately. Tsuyoshi smiled at his partner’s sleeping form. Then he blinked as he heard a whining sound. Both dogs had come to see what their masters had been up to. And to get a very late dinner.
“Aw,” Tsuyoshi made in an apologetic tone, “we’re late, ne? Gomen.”
Kenshiro came right up to him and scratched at his leg. Pan on the other hand wondered about Koichi. She jumped onto the bed to nuzzle him.




Tsuyoshi laughed. “I get it. Come on, you guys must be starving.” He looked at Pan on the bed trying to wake Koichi. “Pan-kun,” he called out. The dog reacted immediately, looking in his direction. “Leave him now,” Tsuyoshi asked in a soothing voice. “He is very tired. I’m sure he will apologise tomorrow for not having greeted you when we got home, so let him sleep now, okay?” Pan considered him for a moment, then looked back at Koichi’s sleeping form and finally decided to leave him and leap off the bed again, walking towards Tsuyoshi expectantly.
“Thank you,” Tsuyoshi smiled at her. “You really are a clever girl. Okay, come on, you guys. I’ll get you some dinner. Or rather a midnight snack.”


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“Oh my god,” Nagase called out. “I would have died.”
“I felt like dying too,” Koichi told him. “It was so embarrassing. Both with the police and with Johnny.”
“At least he got you out of there,” Okada grinned.
“True,” Tsuyoshi sighed. “Although I kind of think we’ll never hear the end of it.”
“That might well be true,” Okada mused.




“Talk about hearing,” Nagase grinned. “Do tell.”
Koichi blinked at him. “Eh?”
“Come on,” Nagase teased. “I want details. It was on your way from my apartment back home, after all. So, what happened exactly?”
Koichi blushed. “Stop being an ass.”
Tsuyoshi, however, shrugged. “Well, as you suggested, we had our talk. So, after you had left the apartment, Koichi and I settled down in the living room…”



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*flashback*



“Really,” Tsuyoshi said in earnest. “I just didn’t want you to be worried on top of the tour issues.”
Koichi had been staring at the living room table ever since Tsuyoshi had started his relation of his visit at the hospital for the drop of medication. He had listened to all the reasons and explanations, but yet this one thought kept spinning around in his head and wouldn’t let go, causing him to feel edgy. He knew it was ridiculous. He knew Tsuyoshi would have told him. He knew… but he wasn’t certain. Not in that situation. So he turned to look at his partner firmly, intent on getting an answer to a very nagging question.




“Tsuyoshi… Did Johnny tell you to?”
Tsuyoshi blinked. “What?”
“Did Johnny tell you to drop your meds before the tour?” Koichi asked calmly.
“Why would he?” Tsuyoshi inquired.
“You know why,” Koichi said pointedly. “Because `fat´ idols with plain faces don’t sell.”
“You said I wasn’t fat,” Tsuyoshi pointed out, sounding a bit hurt.
“You’re NOT,” Koichi demanded. “You’re not fat. Goodness, it’s just those stupid fangirls demanding the impossible.”
“Koichi, I thought we agreed to never talk ill of our fans?” Tsuyoshi reminded him. “They give us all their love, after all.”




Koichi gulped at that. “Well, yes. But that is still not okay. I mean, shit, why do we all have to look the same?! It’s just impossible for Tomo-chan to weigh any less than 60 kg. He’s just too big. And Yamaguchi-kun is widely built. How is that wrong? They both look totally fine. And Kamenashi-kun finally looks rather healthy today. I mean, boys just run into men at a certain point. Of course, he would lose some of his girly features and become more bulky. And yet he almost starved himself. Everybody is fussing so much over this stuff. My every second small talk topic is about dieting.”




“It is a big issue” Tsuyoshi agreed. “But Johnny never gave us a hard time about it. He understands that it’s the meds.”
“That’s why I’m asking,” Koichi explained. “If there’s…”
“Johnny had nothing to do with it,” Tsuyoshi cut him off. “It was entirely my decision. I feel like I can do without for a while. And I’m okay. I feel light and cheery and it’s nice to truly feel myself again for a change. You’ve read all about it. You know what those pills do.”
“Yes, I do,” Koichi said sympathetically. “And I understand. But why cut everything?”




“The hyperventilation comes with the state of mind. I’m fine,” he assured Koichi, pulling him close. “I only get a quarter pill against the physical problems anymore as it is. I guess I grew out of that issue for the main part. That happens a lot. So, please, don’t be worried. I regularly go to check-ups, I have an emergency pill with me at all times and I’ve already talked to Johnny about special preparations for the tour. Just in case. It’s all covered. Really.”
Koichi returned the loving hug warily. “You’ve really thought it through thoroughly.”
Tsuyoshi nodded at him, smiling as he pulled Koichi closer to kiss him.




“You still should have told me,” Koichi whispered against his lips.
At that Tsuyoshi stopped and pulled back enough to look at the other again.
“You’re right,” he said, his voice heavy with regret. He stroked Koichi’s face softly and the older man leant happily into the caress. “I’m sorry I didn’t trust you to understand me. You always stand by me, no matter what. I will never doubt you again, I promise.”
“That’s good then,” Koichi told him, smiling. “You know what you’d lose if you pissed me off too much.”




“I know that, yes,” Tsuyoshi agreed. “Even if it was such a short time, I missed you. I missed you so much.”
“Tsuyoshi,” Koichi said, sounding a bit bothered. Tsuyoshi blinked, but then a grin came to the older man’s face. “Too mushy,” he said teasingly.
At that Tsuyoshi made a face. “You really have no sense for romance,” he said with a pout, releasing Koichi entirely.
“Aw, come now,” Koichi said playfully, pulling at the other’s sleeve, but the other shrugged him off.




Tilting his head slightly, Koichi tried to crawl onto the other’s lap.
“Please,” Koichi said in a slightly whiny voice, “don’t be like that now. I’m sorry, okay? I’ll listen.”
“But now I don’t have anything to say anymore,” Tsuyoshi told him, although this time he didn’t fight the other off again.
“You know I want to hear it,” Koichi offered with a smile.
“It doesn’t matter anymore,” the younger man told him. “You ruined the mood. Whatever I might say now, it’s totally meaningless. We agreed to never flatter each other if we didn’t feel it.”




At that Koichi blinked. “You… don’t feel it?”
“Not right now,” Tsuyoshi told him plainly. “I just really wanted to tell you how important you are to me. And you act like it’s just some stupid drama line with no true meaning.”
“But… no,” Koichi shook his head violently. “That’s not what it is. It’s just that… when you get so emotional and tell me stuff like that… I just never know how to react. You always totally take my breath away with things like that. You make me feel like I’m the most important and precious thing in the world. And next I find that I can do or say nothing to give that feeling back to you. I’m just not good with words and romantic promises. I absolutely know that they come from your heart, it’s definitely not a drama line from you. But from me it would be. And then I feel… well, like I’m no good, because I cannot give you that feeling of being loved. But I so badly want to. And I just really don’t know what to do.”




He looked at Tsuyoshi and found his eyes shining brightly. Next thing he knew Tsuyoshi pulled him close and held onto him as if he had a break-down and Koichi was his source of oxygen.
“What you said just now,” Tsuyoshi choked out, his voice muffled by Koichi’s shirt, “is the purest confession of love you ever made to me.” He pulled back to look at Koichi again. His eyes were still shining, but there was a heart-warming smile on his face. “Right now you… you did give me that feeling.”
Koichi blinked at him in wonder.




Tsuyoshi just shook his head. “You have no idea, do you? I feel loved by you. Every day. How would you think your feelings don’t reach me? Didn’t we agree a long time ago that we don’t need words to understand each other? You give me the feeling of being loved. You might not put it in mushy love confessions, but there are so many things that you do that make me feel loved. And this confession made me feel so even stronger. Thank you.”
Koichi kept staring at him for a while, still blinking. Then he licked his lips nervously.
“So,” he mumbled out. “You’re not mad at me anymore?”
The younger man just shook his head.




“Then,” Koichi continued, shifting slightly. “Tell me now, what did you miss about me?”
Tsuyoshi chuckled, pulling Koichi close again.
“I missed holding you,” he stated, squeezing his partner slightly for emphasis.
“I missed kissing you,” he whispered as he brought their lips together to finally kiss the other and this time he met no resistance.
“I missed your breath on my face,” he smiled as he pulled back slowly.




“I missed stroking your hair.”
Soft fingers touched Koichi’s head, threading through soft strands.
“I missed the smell of your skin.”
A nose was nuzzling Koichi’s neck affectionately, before lips were attached to it, nipping lovingly.
“I missed the feel of your body against mine,” Tsuyoshi whispered in Koichi’s ear.
The older man grinned. “I really love this,” he said affectionately. “But before this count-up goes further down my body… maybe we should get going?”




Tsuyoshi pulled back regretfully, but grinned at the other. “Not on his couch, then?”
“Not if I ever want to be invited over again,” Koichi laughed.
“Okay,” the younger man sighed as he pulled back entirely. “Let’s get home.”
“To be continued,” Koichi told him with a short peck to his lips.
“Can’t wait.”




A few minutes later they were sitting in Koichi’s car, both desperate to get home quickly. Tsuyoshi hadn’t been this edgy in quite a while. He enjoyed this strong feeling of excitement, though. It was almost ridiculous. He couldn’t take his eyes off Koichi for a second. The other must have noticed his eyes on his body as he kept glancing back at him and shifting nervously. It was almost intoxicating. The street lights flashed over them like lightning. Koichi was speeding, he knew that without looking at the dashboard. It only added to his excitement. He bit his lips. Then he licked them. He was a second from giving into temptation and stroking himself through his pants. But he knew that wouldn’t get him what he wanted. Koichi was so protective of his car it was not almost, but actually ridiculous. But then a thought hit him and a smirk came to his face. Koichi noted his change of attitude and looked at him in wonder.




“What?” the older man asked, chuckling nervously.
Without saying a word and still with that teasing smirk on his face Tsuyoshi shifted closer to him and reached over to grab for his pant’s button and zipper.
Koichi started. “What are you doing there?” he demanded, getting a bit off lane from surprise, put pulling in again quickly.
“Make an educated guess,” Tsuyoshi grinned as he pulled Koichi’s cock out with ease.
“No, no,” Koichi shook his head. “Not in the car.”




“Such a square,” Tsuyoshi teased as he bent over his lover to cover the tip with his mouth.
“Oh, shit,” he heard Koichi gasp.
The younger man grinned. This would be fun. He licked the head teasingly and it immediately responded, twitching happily. Tsuyoshi chuckled lowly. “Someone’s excited.”
“Apparently,” Koichi retorted, half-aroused, half-annoyed.
“Hm,” Tsuyoshi mused, “but I’m talking about little Kou-chan here…”




Tsuyoshi playfully licked the shaft from base to tip for emphasis. Koichi’s hands held more forcefully onto the steering wheel as he felt himself getting harder at the ministrations. For a second he thought about grabbing Tsuyoshi by the hair and forcing him off, but the next second the younger man had closed his mouth around the head of his dick and started to work his head up and down the shaft, sucking enthusiastically. Koichi had to concentrate to not lose focus of what was going on out on the street. To top it off, instead of pulling Tsuyoshi away, he willingly opened his legs further at the younger man’s press of a hand against his thigh. That gave Tsuyoshi room to pull his pants open further and to also peel his balls out of the restraints of his jeans.




“Tsuyoshi,” Koichi breathed out as he felt the other’s fingers playing with his sensitive crotch, one of his hands leaving the wheel and finding its way into Tsuyoshi’s hair, stroking him encouragingly.
The younger man grinned inwardly. This was going better than he had thought. He put yet some more effort into blowing his lover, his hand rolling and squeezing the balls pleasurably. Koichi moaned out at that. Somewhere in his head he registered that they were headed towards a red light. And the light showed red too. So he moved his foot carefully to bring the car to a halt, sighing as he used the welcome break to thrust his hips up a bit.




Tsuyoshi did not stop him, even hummed encouragingly around the cock in his mouth. He actually felt he was being gagged, but he really wanted to finish this. Just this once. In their car. In Koichi’s car. The movement against his mouth stopped soon enough as the light turned green and Koichi had to resume his driving, while Tsuyoshi could resume his teasing of his lover. He moved his head around wildly, giving all different kinds of pressures and angles to Koichi, his tongue lapping at the underside of his cock rapidly.
“Oh god, Tsuyoshi…” Koichi moaned out, bucking again involuntarily.




The car made a slight turn to the right, then to the left, before it rolled straight ahead somewhat steadily again. Tsuyoshi sighed as he pulled back. Not without making Koichi shiver at the slow motion, though, and giving him a nice audible plopping sound as the dick finally slid from his mouth.
“Maybe you should pull over,” he suggested in a husky voice against Koichi’s ear. “Don’t come and drive.”




One more second Koichi thought about finishing this without actually finishing it and just getting home so he could pound his lover into their mattress for torturing him so. But then he decided that he’d only torture himself, forcing himself back out of his state of arousal. So he just indicated for the left and pulled the car into the street’s shoulder.
“Just this once,” he told the other who had already jumped into a sitting position and working his own pants open and off.
As Koichi made to undress himself too Tsuyoshi already straddled him effectively.




“Can you pull the seat back a little,” Tsuyoshi pleaded. “It’s really narrow.”
“What about my clothes?” Koichi asked.
“We can’t take forever,” Tsuyoshi grinned. “We’re out in public in a car, you know. Plus, you just want to come, don’t you? You don’t have to be naked for that.”
Koichi looked at Tsuyoshi and noticed that the other hadn’t even cared about his own shoes.
“The seat,” Tsuyoshi reminded him and this time Koichi complied, moving them back slightly.
“What about touching me?” Koichi complained, though.
“Believe me,” Tsuyoshi crooned to him, “I’ll touch you in all the right places. Now put that on,” he instructed, pulling a condom out of his pants' pocket, “while I stretch myself.”




Koichi tilted his head slightly. “Someone had high hopes?” he teased, grinning.
“Someone did,” Tsuyoshi confirmed. “On.”
Grinning even more broadly Koichi took the item from his lover to attach it in swift motions.
“It’s quite wet,” Koichi analysed. “Do you think that’ll do?”
“Will have to,” Tsuyoshi sighed out as he stretched himself with saliva wetted fingers. “Okay, I think I’m ready.”




He shifted into a somewhat good position and started to ease Koichi’s dick into his body. While he was moving carefully Koichi pulled his lover’s shirt up and over his head. And the younger man didn’t resist his efforts. Soon the small piece of clothing was thrown over Tsuyoshi’s pants. Koichi just very quickly unbuttoned his own shirt when he felt the other starting to move on him.




“I missed fucking you too,” Tsuyoshi told him in a suggestive voice.
“But I’m fucking you now,” Koichi answered playfully.
“No,” Tsuyoshi told him. “I’m really fucking you. Want me to show you? Is it okay if I get a bit dirty?”
Koichi just nodded.
First thing Tsuyoshi stopped moving against the other, forcing Koichi so hard into the seat he couldn’t move anymore either. The older man moaned at the loss of friction.




“See?” Tsuyoshi said teasingly. “I’m the one who does the fucking. You just happen to have your dick in my ass.”
Koichi just nodded again helplessly.
“So,” Tsuyoshi crooned as he leaned in to lick and suck Koichi’s neck. “Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Yes,” Koichi moaned out excitedly.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, fuck me. Fuck me, come on.” Koichi tried again to buck against the other, but Tsuyoshi’s thighs held him firmly in place.




“Ah, ah, ah,” the younger man scolded softly. “You’ll wait for it.”
“I’ll wait for it,” Koichi repeated obediently.
“There’s a good boy,” Tsuyoshi grinned as he started to move again. “You like that?”
“Uhn,” Koichi made, nodding his head.
“Please, voice a bit for me,” Tsuyoshi pleaded and Koichi smiled at that.
“Mh, do it a bit harder,” the older man instructed.
The other answered immediately by pushing himself down more forcefully.




“Come here,” Tsuyoshi said, cupping the back of Koichi’s head and bringing it forward.
The older man complied and let himself be guided to Tsuyoshi’s nipple.
“Suck it,” the other commanded softly, but firmly.
Koichi went to the task immediately and eagerly. He lapped at the little bud, bit it softly and sucked for what he was worth.
“Yeah, suck it, bitch,” Tsuyoshi moaned excitedly. “Oh god…” He started to move faster on the other’s lap, shifting back a little for better angle and began to stroke himself.




“Tsuyoshi,” Koichi whined against him. “Harder, please.”
“Okay, move,” Tsuyoshi told him. “But keep sucking. And don’t you dare come before me.”
Sighing with relief Koichi moved his hips up to meet Tsuyoshi’s movements. His hands held onto his lover’s hips firmly as he brought them together forcefully enough to cause sharp slapping sounds. All the while he kept his mouth on Tsuyoshi’s nipple, sucking and licking it. After a while the younger man nudged his head up, though, and started to kiss him frantically. Koichi immediately answered the call, mewling needily into his mouth.




“Oh god, Tsuyoshi,” he breathed against the other’s lips. “You’re so hot… so tight…”
“Don’t come,” Tsuyoshi reminded him.
“God, Tsuyoshi,” Koichi choked out, “please, come.”
“Do you want me to come?”
“Yeah.”
“Do you want to come too?”
“Yeah.”
“How do you want to come?”
“I’d love to fuck you bare and shoot it all up your juicy ass.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
Tsuyoshi moaned at the prospect. “Okay.”




All thoughts and caution forgotten Tsuyoshi pulled back until Koichi slid out of him, discarding the condom hurriedly, before easing the other back inside.
“Do it,” the younger man told his lover. “Fill me.”
“Ah, Tsuyoshi, you feel good,” Koichi moaned. “Please, come!”
The needy voice of his lover alone almost drove Tsuyoshi over the edge. He grabbed his cock again, stroking it fast, almost harshly. Koichi’s dick kept stroking him inside in all the right places and with a choked moan Tsuyoshi began to shudder.




“Oh god, oh god, yeah.”
“Shit, ya-AH, so good! Come now. Come!”
The younger man went completely rigid for a moment, before starting to spasm and shoot his seed all over his own and his lover’s body.
“Oh god, yeah,” Koichi moaned, picking up his pace yet more. He pounded into Tsuyoshi while the other rode out his orgasm.
“Aaahhhh,” the younger man dragged out as Koichi kept hitting his prostate. “Come on, Koichi. Do it. You know I want it.”




“You want it,” Koichi panted out.
“Yeah. Give it to me. Give me your juice.”
“Oh yeah, take it. Take it all.”
“Come on, give it to me. Now.”
Hearing that sent Koichi over the edge as well. He kept bucking hard against the other as he released forcefully.
He kept moaning. “Oh god, oh god… Ah… fuck, yeah…”




Once he stopped shivering, the pair of them tried to catch their breath. They straightened up a bit, looking at each other. A long, passionate kiss followed. They enjoyed the post-sex closeness, exchanging light caresses and touches. They didn’t even notice at first when a disturbing sound kept nagging for their attention. It was only when the insistent sound grew louder that they pulled back enough to see a man standing by the window, knocking against it insistently. The couple froze. The police officer motioned for them to open the window. Koichi gulped as he pushed the according button.




“Sorry, are you having…” the police officer began, but then stopped, blinking. “What?”
Koichi wanted to vanish. “Officer, we…”
“Okay, this is a first,” the officer analysed. “At least for me. Please, do get dressed and come to the station with me.”
Koichi sighed. “Fuck.”
Tsuyoshi, apparently still high from his orgasm, chuckled mildly. “You can say that again.”




The older man slapped him lightly. “Stop joking. This is serious. Put your stuff back on. We’re in a lot of trouble.”
Tsuyoshi obediently pulled back and got to dressing himself. “That was still one of the best sessions we ever had. And your car didn’t see a drop.”
“That’s true,” Koichi mused. “But what do we do now?”
“What everybody does in a situation like this.”
Koichi just blinked at him.
“We call Johnny.”


*end flashback*



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“And so Johnny had to come and get us,” Tsuyoshi finished his tale.
“You know,” Okada mused looking at Nagase’s pale face, “I think a little less detail would have done too.”
“But it’s better fun like this,” Tsuyoshi grinned.
“It’s embarrassing, though,” Koichi complained. “And he really looks like he’s gonna be sick.”
“Oh, come on,” Tsuyoshi moaned. “Gay sex isn’t that gross.”




“I wonder whether that’s the problem,” Okada mused.
“Eh?”
“Well, you just exposed a very, well, `animalistic´ side of Koichi to him. I have to admit I’m quite shocked myself. Koichi, you do pet talk and domination games?”
“Not usually,” Koichi said, blushing furiously.
“But you do?”
“Once in a while,” Koichi shrugged. “What’s wrong with that?”
“Nothing I guess,” Okada grinned apologetically. “Just that I can’t picture you even using slightly dirty words.”




“But it’s perfectly fine for me to go `give it to me´?” Tsuyoshi asked pointedly. “Just wondering.”
Okada sweat-dropped at that. “No, no, I didn’t mean you are… But then, you really are a pervert by nature.”
“Oh, shut up,” Tsuyoshi demanded. Then he looked at Nagase again. “Tomo-chan. You okay?”
Nagase just nodded, still staring off into space.
“Nah,” Okada waved him off. “Give him a day or two to adjust. He’ll be fine.”

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Phew, what a scene. It turned out unexpectedly obscene. But then, I guess when you have sex with the same guy for so many years, variety will help you keep the fire burning, ne? It feels very natural that after all this time they still want to jump each other. Amazing, really. I tend to grow tired of certain pairings after a while and then switch to another, but KinKi Kids just never seem to lose their appeal - whether to me as a writer, or to each other. ^^ Hope you liked. <3