Love Episodes - Episode 27: To stand or not to stand, that's the question

[yoru-no-hikaru.livejournal.com]

Pairing: KinKi Kids
Rating: NC-17 (throughout)
Disclaimer: Don't own the JE boys (duh!)
Warnings: bad language, lots of sex
Multi-Chapter

Notes: It's been sooooooo long since I wrote on this. Somehow this idea came to my mind and wouldn't leave me. I'd like to thank lilly0  for inventing "the code", which can be used in so many different ways. ^^


Intro: What do KinKi do, when they're abroad for shooting their new single and unexpectedly get a day off?





“Woah, cool! Tsuyoshi, Tsuyoshi, look!!!!!!! They’re driving on the right hand side. I’ll never understand how you can drive like that. I mean, the steering wheel will be on the left side. Isn’t that too weird?”
Tsuyoshi grinned amusedly as he watched his partner jumping up and down excitedly as he looked out the huge glass wall and down onto the city traffic. It was really nice to see that Koichi could so easily be excited over the simplest thing.
“If you don’t watch out, you’re gonna fall,” Tsuyoshi warned him playfully. “At least it looks like you’re trying to press your nose through there.”




Koichi stopped his display to switch his attention to his lover and stick his tongue out to him.
“You’re no fun,” he complained.
“I’m sorry that I cannot fathom the fascination of cars driving on the right,” he said, showing the other a sympathetic smile. “I understand that there must be one – I simply don’t see it.”
“Don’t you even think it’s weird?” Koichi pouted. “Imagine it – the steering wheel on the left!” He said it as though it must be some totally complex construction.
“I’m sorry, Kou,” Tsuyoshi sighed. “It’s… well, different.”




“You totally don’t get it,” Koichi sighed miserably. “I want Matsu. I said that I wanted to take him from the beginning. All of them, that is.”
Tsuyoshi rolled his eyes. “You’re just jealous because Tackey called them to his stage play.”
“They’re mine,” Koichi said with a pout. “He’s got the rest of MAD, after all, why does he have to take my boys too?”
“Your boys?” Tsuyoshi asked, amusedly. “You sound like Johnny-san.”




“I do not,” Koichi insisted, blushing.
“Too,” Tsuyoshi grinned teasingly.
“Not.”
“Too.”
“Not.”
“Too.”
“Not.”
“Too.”
“No-“
“Domoto-san?”




The two of them blinked in surprise. A young woman was standing in front of them, holding a sign with their name on it.
“Er… yes,” Tsuyoshi muttered, slightly embarrassed.
“It’s nice to meet you. My name is Lindsey Chromwell. I’ll be your host for the next few days.” She bowed slightly, just the way she should, which was pretty impressive. Another point bothered Koichi, though.
“It’s nice to meet you,” he said, nodding at her. “But I totally won’t be able to pronounce your name. It’s so difficult.”




“Koichi,” Tsuyoshi glared at his lover. “That’s really not…”
“But I totally don’t know how to say it,” Koichi insisted.
“It’s okay,” Lindsey smiled.
“Really?” Koichi smiled in relief. “So… I don’t know – is L-san, okay?”
“Perfectly fine,” Lindsey assured him.
“See?” Koichi addressed Tsuyoshi. “It’s perfectly fine.”
“Fine,” Tsuyoshi dragged out, rolling his eyes.




“Er… your baggage?” Lindsey asked.
“Oh yeah, we already got that,” Tsuyoshi explained, pointing at two small bags.
“That’s it?” Lindsey asked, looking sceptical.
“We like to travel with light baggage,” Koichi explained. “We’ll get costumes on set, right?”
“Of course,” the girl nodded.
“Then we shall be fine,” Tsuyoshi agreed with the other. “Are we going straight there?”
Again Lindsey blinked. “Don’t you want to go to your hotel first?”




“Well,” Tsuyoshi shrugged, “whatever our schedule. It’s not like I mind either way.”
“But… don’t you want to take a shower? Rest a bit?” the girl suggested.
“Ah, I can wash on set, that’s okay,” Tsuyoshi waved her off. “As for resting… we’ll work when we’re called, right?”
Koichi nodded his agreement.
Lindsey eyed them curiously, thinking they had some weird attitude.




“Well, first it’s to your hotel,” she explained. “Actually, we’re shooting tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?” Koichi asked, surprised.
“Yes, the director thought it would be better if you had a good rest before we start working,” the girl explained.
“Are we on holiday, or something?” Koichi whispered to his partner.
Tsuyoshi shrugged very vaguely. “Dunno. Maybe it’s common to do things like this?”
“Do you think Johnny…?”




“Who cares?” Tsuyoshi decided, changing his attitude. “We’re here, we have unexpectedly much spare time and… we’ll be alone…”



__________________________________________________________________________________________




“Wheewwwww,” Koichi whistled, obviously impressed.
Their “room” was more like something an average Japanese family would refer to as their flat. Well, they called it “suite”, but Koichi had seen other things called like that and none of them had been like this one. They had two separate bedrooms, each one as big as your usual hotel room including a small table and a shower/toilet combination. Then there was something you could refer to as a living room, with a bigger TV screen than the ones in the bedrooms and sitting facilities. There was a small kitchen too, but it didn’t look like it was used regularly. Well, there was the room service. And the small fridges in every room, filled with little treats. And then… bathroom. Koichi’s eyes started to sparkle.




“Tsuyoshi?”
“Yes?”
“I want that at home,” the older man decided, pointing at the whirlpool in the bathroom.
Tsuyoshi smiled affectionately at him. “That would be nice,” he agreed. “But really… I don’t bathe enough to make it worth the money.”
“I bathe,” Koichi argued.
“You can do that in our tub.”
“But I want one like that,” Koichi pouted.




Tsuyoshi smiled amusedly at him. “Kou…” he said suggestively, “why don’t we talk about that later and for now enjoy that we have this here right now?”
Koichi grinned at him playfully. “See something you want?”
“Oh, yes…”
“Come and get it, baby.”




Tsuyoshi didn’t have to be told twice. In a blink he approached the other. Skilled fingers ran over thin fabric, angling, then pulling it up, revealing warm skin. Tsuyoshi closed his eyes for a moment. It had been quite a while since he and Koichi had been able to really enjoy a moment of intimacy. Not that they weren’t craving it. Many times Tsuyoshi wondered how it was that they still had that spark, that raw passion between them. After so many years of being together, he thought it would have been natural for such feelings to ebb, but truth was that they celebrated this air between them to the present day. Just the view of Koichi’s backside could give Tsuyoshi wicked ideas, making him feel a strong urge to touch the other, kiss him, hold him, fuck him. Tsuyoshi grinned as he felt hurried hands on his own body. He was more than happy that Koichi had never been reluctant to name things. Same as him. What was so bad about being blunt when they both knew what it was all about?




“Oh god, I want to fuck you,” Tsuyoshi whispered against Koichi’s neck, giving enthusiastic licks and kisses.
The other grinned at that, stroking his lover’s hair affectionately. “Straight to the point,” he teased slightly.
“It’s been so long,” Tsuyoshi complained, covering Koichi’s throat and collar bone in wet kisses.
“Agreed,” Koichi sighed in delight. “I’m not complaining.”
“Still want to bathe?” his lover asked, drawing back slightly.
“Ever did it in a tub?” Koichi asked suggestively.




“Oh, that’s naughty,” Tsuyoshi grinned.
“First shower,” Koichi reminded him.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Tsuyoshi rolled his eyes.
“But I’m sweaty and I reek,” Koichi insisted.
“You’ll be sweaty again in a few minutes,” Tsuyoshi promised.
Koichi shook his head at his lover’s horny attitude, but smiled wickedly.
“Well… okay,” he decided, turning on the water to fill the whirlpool.
“I rather like the taste of your skin,” Tsuyoshi mused, attacking the other with his mouth again.




“That’s nice to hear,” Koichi said softly. “You realise, though, that this is actually bacteria that is…”
“Koichi,” Tsuyoshi addressed his lover and there was no sign of annoyance, or anger in his voice. He even smiled as he looked at his blinking lover. “Let’s leave that kind of talk for now?” he requested plainly.
“Uhn, okay,” Koichi nodded at him.
“Thanks,” the other said absentmindedly.




His hands were roaming over his lover’s sinewy body, re-learning its texture. Tsuyoshi sighed in delight. He was in heaven. Koichi was so… hot. His hands tore impatiently at Koichi’s pants, making the older man chuckle.
“You’re gonna tear them,” he complained playfully, opening enough buttons to slide the fabric down his legs.
Tsuyoshi finished the task with ease, taking the boxers off in the same go. Then he took the time to take a decent look at his lover. Naked Koichi was definitely a sight.




“Stop doing that,” Koichi complained, blushing under his partner’s gaze.
“Why can’t I look at my lover?” Tsuyoshi asked.
“It’s embarrassing,” Koichi told him, his cheeks cutely tainted.
“Why is it embarrassing?” the other asked again. “Your body is the perfect turn-on. Just looking at it makes me… lust after you even more than I do anyway.”
“Well, then, at least return the favour,” Koichi insisted.




The younger man readily opened his pants, pushing them down and simply discarding the rest of his clothes. As he stood there in the room, naked, Koichi bit his lip. The sight was definitely tempting. He’d always thought of the other as highly attractive. The long, lean torso made him lick his lips unconsciously, wanting to taste the skin with his tongue.
“Shall we get in?” Tsuyoshi finally suggested.
The whirlpool wasn’t filled completely, but fair enough for them to get a first impression.
“Okay,” the other agreed, swinging one leg in. “Ah, hot,” he gasped slightly, but waited for the light burning to fade.




Once it was okay, he slid the other leg in too and then carefully let himself sink into the pool completely. The water was quite some over his waist already. At first the heat stung a bit again, but soon he felt his body relaxing. As he looked at Tsuyoshi, he saw that the other had made himself comfortable too.
“We really should get one,” Koichi mused. “We can’t bathe together like this at home.”
“Later,” Tsuyoshi reminded him.




That said, he pulled on Koichi’s arm, bringing his lover closer. He urged Koichi to straddle him with his hands and to his delight his lover complied willingly, sitting on his lap and looking at him with sultry eyes. They shared a passionate kiss that had both of them mewl. Tsuyoshi let his hands slide over his partner’s back, up and down, feeling the muscles under the skin work. A feeling that always made him shudder. Koichi was having a bit more trouble to direct his hands, since he had to manoeuvre completely under water. It wasn’t too troublesome, though, as Tsuyoshi seemed to be fine with pretty much anything he did. He grinned again when Tsuyoshi’s lips attached to his neck again and greedy hands moved down to lower regions.




He moaned lightly, when he felt a hand on his dick, enjoying the attention he received. Soon after he moved to return the favour, stroking Tsuyoshi in slow, easy movements, enjoying the other’s moans. The hands on him were a bit more demanding. Not that he minded. It seemed he craved some decent stimulation. He moved his hips into Tsuyoshi’s stroking hand, making the movement more fluent for him. He bit his lip again. His lover’s hand was hot and gripping tight, creating good friction. He increased his efforts on Tsuyoshi’s flesh and he could feel it twitching in his hand, as though it was seeking more. He grinned, stroking thoroughly, a bit faster now.
“Kou,” Tsuyoshi moaned lightly.




His hand on Koichi’s length was moving a bit down to the base, pulling at it teasingly. Koichi gasped at the move, biting his lip. The hand moved steadily on him, demanding attention. He sighed, letting his head fall against his lover’s shoulder, who picked up his pace yet some more, before moving back up to the head, rubbing it teasingly. Koichi whined slightly. Then he sighed, drawing back. It hurt. He knew Tsuyoshi wasn’t doing anything wrong, it all felt good in the basics, but somehow… the pulling on his cock hurt. He sighed in frustration, sinking back into the tub. Tsuyoshi moved to turn the water off completely, then turned his attention to his lover.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, sounding confused.




Koichi merely shrugged, too shaken for words. Was he actually…? He was not having…
As Tsuyoshi tried to reach for him again, he shrugged away, making the other frown.
“What is it?”
“I…” Koichi sighed miserably, hanging his head. “Fuck,” he cursed, rubbing his eyes. “This is too embarrassing.”
“For goodness sake, tell me what’s wrong,” Tsuyoshi demanded.




Koichi swished his head to face the other, glaring death at him. “It hurts, oaky? When you… when you pull it. It hurts. At first it felt good, but then…” he bit his lip, turning away again.
Tsuyoshi’s eyes widened in realisation, comprehending what his partner meant. Nervousness filled his body, as well as seriously uncomfortable uncertainty. That was a first for them and he wasn’t sure how to approach the delicate issue. He knew, of course, that it was bound to happen. Everybody knew it did, but when you were facing the actual problem – in such a situation… How did you cope with it?
“Well, it’s… okay,” Tsuyoshi tried. “I mean, we can…”




He couldn’t even finish his sentence, gasping in surprise as Koichi jumped up and fled the room. The younger man sighed. He knew it wasn’t nice to think that way in a situation like that, but he was hard, after all, and just for a second he thought if he couldn’t selfishly finish himself before… Then he shook his head, dismissing the thought, as he too got up and left the bathroom, looking for his partner. He found him curled up on the bed, still naked, but covered in a sheet.
“Koichi,” he said softly.




He tried not to sound too sympathetic, knowing the other would hate him for pitying him, but he couldn’t help feeling a bit with a lover. The picture of him lying there miserably didn’t really help either. Tsuyoshi didn’t wait for a reply – actually, he hadn’t even expected one. He merely wanted to let the other know he was there. Slowly he approached the bed, sitting on it carefully, all the while waiting for Koichi to jump at him. When no such thing happened, he slid closer to his partner’s form, looking at him fondly.
“Kou,” he tried again, but still didn’t get an answer.
When he reached out his hand and touched Koichi’s shoulder lightly, the other did burst out.
“Leave me alone,” he yelled, flying at Tsuyoshi, pushing him away.
Tsuyoshi sighed desperately. “Koichi, listen…”




“No,” the other cried out, voice breaking. “I don’t want to hear anything. I don’t want… sweet soothing words, I don’t want comforting touches, I don’t want shit,” he demanded.
Tsuyoshi was shocked for a moment to see tears in his lover’s eyes. It took a moment for him to understand… they were tears of anger. Kochi was furious. With this situation, because he hated it. With Tsuyoshi, because he had witnessed it. With himself, because it happened to him. The younger man bit his lip, wondering what to do. Koichi was still trying to kick and trash him off the bed and the only thing he could think of was to grab Koichi, cling to him and fight back.
“Koichi, calm down,” he pleaded.




The other still kept trashing in his grip, but his movements weren’t forceful enough to shrug Tsuyoshi off.
“Just calm down a bit,” Tsuyoshi repeated.
Koichi would still not listen. “Leave me alone. Don’t touch me. Get lost.”
Tsuyoshi sighed. He hated to do that to Koichi, most of all in such a situation, but he had to calm the other and he knew this one thing that always worked…
“Koichi, you’re scaring me,” he said silently.




The words worked like a spell. Koichi froze almost instantly in his arms. He smiled affectionately. Koichi would always consider him like that, no matter his own feelings.
“Thank you,” he whispered, kissing Koichi’s forehead.
The other still seemed very bothered, shrinking back slightly. He did not resist, though, when Tsuyoshi’s hand moved to stroke his hair softly. Neither when after some time Tsuyoshi dared pulling him closer again and actually embracing him with his free arm. Finally he sighed in defeat, leaning against Tsuyoshi’s warm body, letting the tension leave his body. Tsuyoshi smiled as he felt his lover relaxing against his form.




“Koichi,” he said softly. “I know you don’t want to hear it now, but please let me tell you that it totally doesn’t bother me. It means nothing. Nothing in concerns of my opinion of you, nothing for you as a man, nothing for you as a lover. It’s nothing.”
“It’s really nothing,” Koichi sulked, sounding hurt.
The other smiled, pulling him closer. “So it didn’t work this time. That just happens. It’s nothing… unnatural, or something.”
“It never happened before, though,” Koichi complained. “And it’s so unfair that I’m first. I always work out, after all.”




Tsuyoshi laughed slightly at that. “True,” he admitted. “But hey… it’s just… something new for us to experience.”
“That’s a totally odd way to put it,” Koichi told him, sounding brattier again, though.
“You think?” Tsuyoshi mused. Then he shrugged. “Isn’t it just another turn on the road? We’ve shared a lot of first times so far, good ones and bad ones, and now we’re just adding one more.”
There was a longer silence. Tsuyoshi did not push the subject further, giving Koichi the time to re-collect himself.




“It’s still not fair,” Koichi finally mumbled, resting his head against his lover’s chest.
“No, it’s not.”
They kept lying like that for a while. Tsuyoshi kept holding and caressing Koichi, trying to make him feel more at ease, wanting to show him that it was really okay.
“Sorry,” Koichi muttered after a while.
“What do you mean?” Tsuyoshi asked.
“Well… you didn’t get to…”




“Don’t you dare go there,” Tsuyoshi warned him. “I said it’s okay.”
“And I know that blue balls are not okay,” Koichi bit back.
“Well,” Tsuyoshi mused, “we still have tomorrow.”
“What if I still can’t?” Koichi asked, sounding insecure.
“Stop talking such nonsense,” Tsuyoshi demanded. “Flying, jetlag, all the new impressions, work… I guess it just got to you.”
“Do you think it’s gonna be okay next time?” the other asked, timidly.
“Of course, it’s gonna be okay,” Tsuyoshi assured him.




“What if it’s not?” Koichi insisted.
His partner sighed. “Then we’ll get you to the doctor to get you some good meds to solve the problem.”
“If it turned out to be really bad,” Koichi kept asking, “would you leave me?”
“Kou,” Tsuyoshi tried to reason, “just because… it didn’t go up today, doesn’t mean you have a dysfunction.”
“What if I do?”
“I won’t leave you,” Tsuyoshi demanded. “Of course not.”
“We couldn’t have sex,” Koichi impressed on him.




Tsuyoshi bit his lip. “That’s not true. There’s a lot you can do about dysfunctions. I can live with that. Hey, you endured three months without.”
“That was different,” Koichi insisted. “Your libido was out because of the meds.”
“But you didn’t run,” Tsuyoshi insisted.
“Well, I knew it would get better again,” Koichi shrugged.
“Oh Koichi,” Tsuyoshi sighed. “I… if I really could never have sex with you again…”
“Yes?”




“I would… I don’t know,” he sighed desperately. “Never?”
“Never.”
“I can’t do that,” Tsuyoshi decided. “I can’t never have sex.”
Koichi looked miserable. “I know, that would be unbearable, right?”
“I’d still love you,” Tsuyoshi insisted.
“If,” Koichi mused, “I allowed you a lover, would you stay?”
“A lover?” Tsuyoshi asked, making a face. “That’s… downright wrong.”




“But if I can’t give you what you need,” Koichi insisted, “if I provide it for you, would you stick with me?”
“I’ll always stick with you,” Tsuyoshi decided.
“But you just said…”
“Changed my mind. I’ll never leave you.”
“Liar,” Koichi said with a sad smile.
“If I get a lover,” Tsuyoshi added.
“So you want one, after all?”
“Well… yes.”




“I guess it would be okay,” Koichi stated. “You’ll still love me, right?”
“Always,” Tsuyoshi smiled, pecking his nose. “And really, stop over-reacting. It’s just a little… disturbance. You’ll see, next time around, it’ll work out perfectly fine.”
“Okay,” Koichi nodded.
“Kou?”
“Hm?”
“Do you think… we should dry the sheets?”
“Mh… yes, probably…”




__________________________________________________________________________________________




Shooting was fun. Koichi always enjoyed video shooting. It was vivid and exciting… though certainly nothing compared to a situation on stage… Ah, stage. That living, breathing thing that could always surprise you, to the better, or the worse, always loving you, but sometimes hurting you… like a lover… sometimes it was hot and raw and full of emotions, other times rather cold and reserved, then again soothing and calm… so many things and so many ways to live them…
“Koichi!”
He jumped at the loud voice in his ear.




Tsuyoshi grinned knowingly at him. “You’ve been zoning out, haven’t you?”
Koichi blushed slightly, averting his gaze. “It’s not what you’re thinking,” he claimed.
“Oh, no?” Tsuyoshi mused. “Let me see… stage acting?”
The surprised look on his lover’s face had the younger man laugh amusedly.
“How did you…?” Koichi asked, blinking.
“How did I know?” Tsuyoshi asked with a grin. “It’s totally easy to make out. There is… something in your eyes that will give it away. Every single time. Sometimes I wonder whether I should be jealous.”




“Of the stage?” Koichi asked, seemingly confused.
“Well, the report said it,” Tsuyoshi shrugged. “You give it your everything. Always. And it’s true. But then… can you give your everything on two sides?”
“I absolutely give you my everything,” Koichi declared.
“I know,” Tsuyoshi chuckled, smiling warmly. “It’s just… Actually, this is something I totally feel envious about.”
“Eh?”




“There is… you have this special connection,” the younger man explained. “When it’s about me… the stage is a tool for me to bring my message and my emotions out into the world. But really, that’s it. When I’m looking at you, there is… love. It’s a kind of love-relationship. One that I totally don’t understand. You don’t love standing on stage. You love the stage… whatever that means to you.”
“Well… I guess it’s true,” Koichi said with a shrug. “There is love. But then… you love many things and I totally don’t understand it. Isn’t that the same?”




“I guess so,” Tsuyoshi agreed. “I just like to watch you, when you’re thinking… well, whatever you’re thinking. I just hope it’s nothing kinky.”
“Like what?” the other asked, frowning.
“I don’t know,” his lover shrugged, “jerking off and wrapping the curtain around your dick, or something.”
Koichi made a face. “That’s… off.”
“Good to know,” Tsuyoshi stated with a nod.
“What – you really thought I had thoughts like that?”




“No,” the other answered. “I didn’t know, so I asked.”
“That’s totally weird,” Koichi stated, shaking his head.
“Ever think about… I don’t know, us doing stuff there?”
“Hardly,” Koichi sighed, “since you never show there.”
“With Matsu?” Tsuyoshi suggested.
“Okay, now it’s getting ridiculous,” the older man said sarcastically.
“Kou, please,” the younger man said rolling his eyes. “We’ve been together for 14 years now. I think it’s okay to say when we’re fantasizing about other people.”




“You think I’m fantasizing about Matsu?” Koichi gasped.
“He’s my best shot from your cast,” Tsuyoshi confirmed. “Just don’t lie. It’s not like I mind. I know you’d never try anything.”
Koichi bit his lip, inspecting his lover closely. “What about you?” he finally asked demandingly.
Tsuyoshi smiled, recognising his lover’s heated defensive reactions.
“Someone I’m fantasizing about?” he asked, biting his lip. “I wonder if it’s okay to reveal… but Gakkun is on my list.”




Koichi stared. “EH?!”
“What?” Tsuyoshi asked, feeling uncomfortable, after all. “He’s totally… I think it would be perfect. Now you.”
“Okay,” Koichi sighed. “Matsu is on my list.”
“Ever thought about doing him backstage?” his lover teased with a grin.
“Oh, come on, now,” Koichi pouted. “It’s not like I…”
“KinKi-san,” Lindsey called out as she knocked on the door before coming in. “Here are your clothes for the shoot. I’m sorry for the wait. Please change, we’ll be starting in about five minutes.”




“Thank you,” Koichi nodded, smiling at her. “Just one request?”
“Yes?” the girl asked.
“I appreciate the gesture, but next time you knock on the door, please wait for the okay,” Koichi asked her kindly. “You can’t know whether we’re already changing, or something.”
The girl blushed furiously at that. “I… I’m terribly sorry.”
“No, no, please,” Koichi waved her off. “No harm done. Just please remember it?”
“Certainly,” the girl said, bowing.
“Thank you,” Koichi answered, nodding his head at her, still smiling brightly.
“Okay,” Tsuyoshi said, getting up from his seat. “Let’s get ready.”




Not even five minutes later they were both standing on set, ready for shooting and getting first instructions. Sadly Koichi was rather lost in his thoughts. Things kept coming to him – ideas, pictures, situations… Tsuyoshi had stirred something in him before and he didn’t seem able to get rid of it. Even when they started shooting, with Koichi having close to no clue what it was all about and what he was supposed to do, his thoughts kept wandering. There were images of Matsuzaki. It was true that Koichi had fantasies about him – involving situations in the theatre. Like getting into the elevator together, just the two of them and then stopping it and simply jumping each other for some good fun. Koichi shook his head, trying to clear it.




“Koichi-kun,” the director said, sounding just a bit expired. “Let’s try again, shall we? Try to get into the situation some more.”
“Really,” Tsuyoshi whispered to him, “what’s wrong with you?! You’re totally no good. If we keep going like this, we’ll never get to do international shoots again.”
Koichi cursed inwardly.




Concentrate, dammit. Okay, now focus. Just focus on something related to the shoot…




Tsuyoshi. Taking a closer look, Koichi couldn’t help thinking how hot his partner looked in his fancy outfit. He loved when Tsuyoshi’s waist-line got highlighted by his clothes and the suit he was wearing was perfect.
“Okay, new take, everybody ready for cue, please,” the director called out.
Black cloth covering creamy while skin. Soft skin that he loved to touch. Koichi bit his lip.




Oh goodness, please…




The picture in his head wouldn’t stop. Flashes popped up behind his eyes, of his hands shoving away just enough cloth for him to tease sensitive skin, of muscles that would twitch at light contact, of low stifled moans falling from swollen red lips, of hot flesh rubbing against him…
Koichi’s eyes grew wide as he realised…




Oh, fuck.




“Ano…” Koichi rasped out, clearing his throat before he continued. “I… I need water. I’m feeling a bit light-headed.”
He fled the scene as fast as he could, leaving blinking people behind, which did not change after Lindsey had translated Koichi’s statement.
“Sorry,” Tsuyoshi smiled apologetically. “His blood-pressure… sometimes it’ll sack and make him feel off. I’m very sorry. He’ll be okay in a few minutes. Please give him some time to recover.”




It was a really good thing that Lindsey was there all the time, making communication easier by always translating everything.
“Should we call a doctor?” the director suggested.
“No, no, there is no need… I’ll check on him and give you a report in a few minutes,” Tsuyoshi decided, rushing off after his partner.
When he finally found him, he almost jumped in surprise. Koichi had his pants open and was stroking himself almost furiously, trying to remain silent.




“What… are you doing there?” Tsuyoshi asked, raising a brow.
Koichi really jumped at the voice behind him.
“Fuck,” he cursed. “Dammit, will you at least close the door?”
Tsuyoshi pulled the door closed quickly, then moved over to his lover. “Now what?”
“I’m sorry,” Koichi sighed. “Somehow I got totally carried away. I had all kinds of thoughts and… then it happened.”
“It’s standing again,” Tsuyoshi analysed.
“Yeah,” Koichi sighed, somewhere between happy and annoyed. “But this is not a very good time is it?”




“Not really,” Tsuyoshi grinned. “But maybe it wanted to catch up.”
“So not funny,” Koichi complained. Then he sighed again. “I’ll be back out in a minute, oaky?”
“Hm…” Tsuyoshi mused.
“What?”
“Will that take the pictures away?” the younger man asked. “Is it gonna help?”
“Will have to do,” Koichi shrugged.
“Did you think of him?” Tsuyoshi asked bluntly.




“Who – Matsu?” When he got no answer, Koichi sighed. “Well… I thought about what I usually imagine. But then I tried to concentrate, concentrate on something in here and then I saw you and you look so… well, different and I couldn’t stop thinking…”
“Hold on,” Tsuyoshi interrupted him. “You were thinking of me and that made you hard?”
Koichi merely nodded. “I couldn’t stop it,” he explained. “And before I even knew it… there was nothing I could…”




Koichi never finished his sentence as a gasp escaped his mouth. Not even at a touch, but at a new picture. A picture not in his head, but right in front of his eyes. About the rarest thing for him in their sex-practices. Tsuyoshi dropped to his knees, bringing him closer, grabbing his dick and immediately starting to work it with both hands and mouth. Koichi couldn’t help a load moan escaping his lips. The picture was almost too hot and the feeling of his lover attending to him made him almost come on the spot.
“Tsuyoshi,” he gaped out breathlessly.




That got his lover’s attention, who acknowledged him in the only way he could – as his mouth was busy with other things – by looking up at Koichi with sultry eyes. And that was all it took. Koichi gasped and started to shudder. Skilled fingers squeezing his balls and a wicked tongue dancing over his sensitive flesh did the rest. He came hard, making Tsuyoshi gag in surprise and pull back, letting the rest of Koichi’s come spoil the floor. Koichi had his eyes screwed shut, his hands supporting him on his partner’s shoulders.
“Oh my god,” he finally sighed. “Oh god, Tsuyoshi…. I…” he yet had to catch his breath.
He shook his head slightly, grinning like mad. Then he looked at his lover.
“Thank you,” he finally managed.




Tsuyoshi merely smiled at him as he got back up.
“Feeling better?” he asked, grinning.
“Much better,” Koichi nodded. “Thank you,” he said once more, kissing his lover passionately. “Little preview,” Koichi teased. “Of your reward later.”
Tsuyoshi hummed in delight. Then he drew back.
“I think we should get back.”
Koichi nodded his agreement. It was almost ridiculous. After finishing this, his head felt like it was totally empty. Not in a bad way, but somehow like he could now take in everything that was required and do it. Tsuyoshi simply had that gift to know exactly what he needed and never felt reluctant to give it to him. He should definitely thank him properly later.




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Against upcoming fear from the staff, the shooting was a total success in the end. After Koichi had recovered from his little break-down, everything went smoothly and so he and Tsuyoshi were done even sooner than expected. Which was good for what he had in mind.
“We should really go and have dinner with the staff,” Tsuyoshi tried to argue for the umpteenth time.
“Will you stop it already,” Koichi sighed, rolling his eyes. “We’re having another day tomorrow and we’ll have dinner with them once we’re done.”




“Why are you so intent on getting home?” Tsuyoshi asked amusedly. “I thought I’m the one getting a treat.”
“You are,” Koichi confirmed.
“You sound like you have a specific idea already,” the other grinned.
“If you have specific wishes, your plans go first,” his lover told him.
“Well, there is something I really want,” Tsuyoshi stated, looking the other up and down.
“Not… right now, you mean?” Koichi asked warily.




“Oh, wow,” Tsuyoshi answered teasingly. “I was good enough for car-sex?”
“Well…”
Tsuyoshi rolled his eyes. “Always so protective.”
“Well, last time we did that… was not a very good idea,” Koichi reminded him.
“It was fun, though,” the younger man suggested.
“It was,” Koichi agreed. “But do you think we could get the driver to leave us here if we give him cash for a movie, or something?”
Tsuyoshi shook his head, chuckling lowly. “And really, for what I have in mind right now… I’ll have to make good use of the unusually thick walls our room has.”




Koichi eyed him amusedly. He’d long ago stopped wondering about his partner’s fetish for vocals during sex. In the end, he could only accept it. Not that he had to make a big show every single time, but then, Tsuyoshi absolutely got off on a good screaming session – and actually, so did he. Some good pet-talking and screaming out could really fuel the fire. He also found he was quite in the mood. Smiling contently, he leaned back into the soft material of the backseat.
“You seem to be ahead of me,” Tsuyoshi teased, looking at his partner.
Koichi merely grinned. “Want a little preview?”
“We really shouldn’t over-do it,” Tsuyoshi suggested, “we’re not alone, after all.”




Koichi sighed, but nodded. He couldn’t wait to get home. By the time they arrived at their hotel he was already feeling excited again. They just quickly said good night to their driver and immediately made their way back to their room. The ride up to their floor was already unbearable. They kept stealing glances, shifting agitatedly and more than once Koichi considered just saying hell with it, stopping the elevator and getting it on right there. But then, elevator sex was also something they’d had before. New York hotel room sex was definitely new. Koichi sighed in relief when the doors of the elevator finally slid open again, rushing out and heading straight for their room.




“You don’t even know what I want to do,” Tsuyoshi stated with a grin.
“I have an idea,” Koichi answered teasingly.
“A vague one, maybe,” his lover suggested.
At that Koichi raised a brow. “Eh?”
“Come on in,” Tsuyoshi said invitingly, opening the door for the other.
Koichi eyed him playfully as he stepped in. The other followed immediately, closing the door behind them.




“So… are you gonna jump me right away?” Koichi asked.
“No.”
“Okay,” the older man mused. “Want to get toys first?”
“No.”
“Role play?”
“Koichi, move over here,” Tsuyoshi requested.
He sat down on the couch leisurely, inspecting his lover closely.




“Well?” Koichi shrugged.
“Strip.”
A simple enough request, but still Koichi blinked. “Eh?”
“Come on, Kou,” his lover pleaded. “Strip for me.”




It wasn’t like he’d never put on a show for his partner before. Tsuyoshi was a sucker for well-displayed flesh and he absolutely didn’t have a problem with it. Actually it held a lot of appeal for him too, feeling the other’s eager eyes on him as he revealed more and more of himself. Right there he felt a bit lost, though. Despite all of his professional work, he still liked to prepare himself properly, thinking of movements he wanted to bring in, an order in which the clothes should come off, patterns he wanted to run over his body… He bit his lip. There wasn’t even anything he could play with. Like, at home he had the tall lamp, for example, or maybe toys that he could prepare.




“Koichi,” Tsuyoshi smiled at him. “It’s not a scientific issue. So long as you get naked, I’ll be happy.”
Koichi laughed slightly at that. Then he nodded. His lover was right. It was just fun, after all, wasn’t it? He could do just what he’d been asked, there was no need to worry too much about it.
“Not even dramatic music?” Koichi asked playfully.
“Oh, I get dancing too?” Tsuyoshi asked, sounding happy. “Sounds nice. Hold on.”
The younger man quickly got up and moved to the table where he’d placed his iPod, including boxes. He arranged the items for playing and selected a category he saw fit.




Koichi laughed at the sound as his lover returned to his earlier position.
“You want me to strip to that?”
Tsuyoshi merely blinked at him. “What’s wrong with it?”
“Nothing,” Koichi said amusedly, shaking his head. “Just next time Dochin and Kawabata visit our show, I don’t think I’ll be able to look at them.”
“You could say that you listen to their songs when you’re naked,” Tsuyoshi suggested.
“That would give me cheers,” Koichi agreed.
“Want me to cheer too?” Tsuyoshi asked teasingly, trying to get back on track.




Koichi got the hint and started to concentrate on his task. He tried to find a good position and started to sway his body slowly to the beat. Hands came to life, roaming over his body playfully. Tsuyoshi eyed him with interest, but he was sitting there rather casually. Somehow that made Koichi think he had to do something to make this situation a win for him. His partner often teased him with his competitive nature, but then, he was putting on a show here and – as was his nature – he wanted it to be rated top. Slender fingers moved to his shirt, opening a button from the top. Then another. And another. Then he left the rest, continuing from the bottom up, first the lowest button, then the one above, until there was only one left that held the shirt together somewhere above his navel.




He pulled at the shirt slightly, as though he planned on ripping it open as it was, fingers casually brushing some skin. Then his hands moved to the last button, pulling on the fabric once more, before moving to open it. He could see his lover biting his lip and grinned inwardly. He would not make this one easy. Just as he loosened the last restrains on his shirt, he turned around, showing his back to the other. The light groan he heard made him grin for real. He pulled on the shirt, showing Tsuyoshi that it was indeed open. Next he teasingly slid it down one of his shoulders, revealing some skin. Then the other shoulder followed, showing Koichi’s rather broad upper back, muscles flexing as he worked the shirt down until it was pooled mainly around his wrists. One hand grabbed a hem to pull it off with ease and the next moment he had pulled the item off entirely, holding it in hand.




His back was still turned to Tsuyoshi, and he gave a good sway of his hips, giving his lover a good display of his ass. A suggestive glance over his shoulder let him see that he now had his lover’s full attention. Tsuyoshi was staring at him eagerly, shifting every now and then as to not get too carried away. Koichi smirked. In a swish he turned around again, finally showing his naked chest, flinging the shirt away for Tsuyoshi to catch it. The younger man grinned wickedly as he caught the item. He pulled it up, smelling at it for a second. Koichi’s smell was addictive, slightly sweet, but also a bit musky… utterly perfect. Koichi saw the little act and found that maybe he’d have a helping tool, after all. Still clad in his jeans and…




Ah, better remove the socks while he’s preoccupied…

…having pulled his socks off quickly, he moved over to where Tsuyoshi was sitting and grabbed for his shirt again. Tsuyoshi blinked slightly at him, but let the fabric slide through his fingers slowly. Once Koichi held the shirt again, he wrapped it into a kind of rope and slung it around his partner’s neck, pulling at it a little bit. His lover stared up at him, eyes glinting with lust and Koichi hummed at the sight, leaning forward and bracing himself on the back of the couch so he could flex his body just so and bring his chest in contact with the other’s face.




“You can lick, if you like,” he whispered teasingly into the other’s ear.
Tsuyoshi didn’t have to be told twice. He leaned forward, attacking the flesh presented to him with lips and tongue. Koichi smiled affectionately, although the situation was starting to have effects on him too. He removed one of his hands from the couch and brought it up to stroke the back of Tsuyoshi’s head softly, tousling his hair and encouraging him to continue his little journey on his chest. He bit his lip just slightly as he felt hands moving up his back and pulling him on the other’s lap. He complied easily enough, straddling his lover’s hips and giving a good grind to show him that there were no difficulties in completing this. He was hard, definitely, and so was Tsuyoshi. Still, even though their last session had ended abruptly and without the desired result, he still had that challenge in the back of his head.




“Don’t you want me to finish my task?” Koichi asked in a low voice.
Tsuyoshi bit his lip, apparently torn.
Koichi grinned. “So desperate?” He rolled his hips again, making the other moan.
“You’re in for a rough ride, if you keep this up,” Tsuyoshi warned him, knowing that his lover didn’t really appreciate hard and fast.
It seemed, though, that Koichi was in a quite rare mood. His grin just grew more wicked.
“Isn’t that what you had planned from the beginning?” he teased. “Now, if you keep still and let me finish, I’ll let you pound my ass, no matter whether I can walk tomorrow.”




Tsuyoshi didn’t answer, but the prospect seemed promising enough as his hands fell from Koichi’s body, letting him retreat with ease. Once at a comfortable distance again, Koichi started to open his pants. First the belt. Opening it with ease and then pulling it free completely until he held it in hand. He let it slide over his chest teasingly a few times before dropping it and moving back to the actual task. A button was swiftly slipped open, a zipper drawn down, and hands slid into the fabric.




A smirk came to Koichi’s face as he once more turned his back to his lover. Then he slowly started to slide the fabric down his hips. He could hear Tsuyoshi gasp as he noticed that Koichi was taking his boxers right off as well. Teasingly he revealed firm buttocks, wiggling them a bit, then he moved on, pushing the pants down his legs, bending over in the process and giving the other a clear view of what he wanted. He heard a low moan and turned back to look at the other. Burning eyes stared at him, taking in his naked form. He noted bemusedly that the other had started to stroke himself, licking his lips at the sight in front of him.




“You look hot,” Tsuyoshi almost choked out.
“Oh my, Tsu,” Koichi said affectionately.
He approached the other again, reaching out his hand. He stroked Tsuyoshi’s hair lovingly, but this time did not pull him forward, but bent down to capture trembling lips into a kiss. His lover answered immediately, pulling him close again. Koichi chuckled lightly, pulling back, even as he made himself comfortable on the other’s lap again...
“Shall we get you naked too?”




Instead of answering, Tsuyoshi started to unbutton his shirt immediately, eyes never leaving Koichi’s. Another low chuckle, then Koichi bent forward, kissing and licking at revealed skin. He worked his way down quickly, knowing that the other was already quite desperate. And he really wanted to get going too. Quickly pushing pants down that didn’t really need opening, he slid to the ground, giving Tsuyoshi a few good sucks, licking and working his dick to make it fully hard.




“Fuck, Kou…”
Koichi pulled back, grinning. “Okay, let’s switch,” he suggested.
The other merely shook his head. “Better take this to the bed,” he requested.
“Worried about my back?” Koichi teased.
“Not really,” Tsuyoshi mused and before Koichi could ask any further questions he simply picked him up, carrying him to the bed room. Koichi complied happily.




It wasn’t every day his lover would spoil him like that. So he wrapped his legs around his partner’s waist, enjoying the body contact, giving kisses and nips every now and then. Once they had arrived at their shared bed, Tsuyoshi let him slide down onto the mattress and pushed him back slightly to get some space for himself. With that, however, he was not quite finished. His hands kept urging Koichi to move – to turn over onto his stomach to be precise. At that the older man bit his lip. That was a rare thing for them to do. Well, it was Tsuyoshi’s treat… It seemed, though, that Tsuyoshi could feel his reluctance.




“Koichi,” he whispered affectionately. “I’ll kiss you and hold you and love you all night,” he promised.
At that Koichi smiled and finally complied, rolling over and showing his back to the other yet again. He sighed as he felt eager, but soothing hands on his body, running down his back, then up again, stroking his sides, drawing small patterns, before they slid down to knead the flesh of his ass. He could hear an approving hum, which made him grin.
“Come on,” he encouraged his lover. “I want that ride.”
“Happily,” Tsuyoshi answered, pulling the other’s hips up.




Koichi moved and supported himself on his knees, head resting on the mattress. Tsuyoshi grunted his approval and started to prepare his lover. It had been a good thing to move here, Koichi mused, as all their facilities were kept in the bedroom. Lube, condoms, and whatever else they might feel like. He licked his lips as he felt pressure against his hole, a slick digit slipping in, moving just slightly to get him used to the feeling. It was a bit strange – no matter how often they did it, the first intrusion was always something that felt a bit off.




He didn’t know why exactly that was, but as sure as the feeling would hit him, it would then fade very soon, leaving behind the dull feeling of being stretched. With the second finger in, excitement spread through his body. A preview of further actions that he knew would make him tremble and moan and… well, come. And then the first moan escaped him as he felt Tsuyoshi rubbing against his prostate. He mewled happily as the action was repeated.




“Ah, yes,” he sighed in delight, moving his hips up higher to give the other more access.
Tsuyoshi got the hint and worked him enthusiastically, pushing in sharply and rubbing his lover’s prostate insistently.
“Oh god, Tsuyoshi,” Koichi gasped.
He could hear the grin in the other’s voice. “Feeling good?”
“Mh,” Koichi merely hummed out.
Then the fingers pulled back a bit, making him groan. “No,” he complained, wiggling his hips. “More.”




“More what?” Tsuyoshi asked playfully.
That was Koichi cue and he knew it. Their little game had begun. Not that he minded. He really felt very much into it and pet-talking was a real turn-on at the moment.
“More finger-fucking,” he answered bluntly.
“Ah,” Tsuyoshi nodded, giving a single push. “Is it good?”
“Yeah, good,” Koichi mewled out.
“Want it again?”
“Yes.”




“Then say it,” Tsuyoshi urged.
“Do it again,” Koichi pleaded readily and his eyes rolled to the back of his head as he felt the next push. “Yes, again,” he gasped. “Again, again,” he urged, pushing his hips back for more contact. “Harder. Oh, yeah…”
“Harder?” Tsuyoshi asked, grinning wickedly.
He pushed his fingers all the way in, feeling for Koichi’s spot. Then he rubbed against it insistently, giving pressure and friction.




Koichi shrieked. “Fuck yeah!”
His body convulsed involuntarily at the intensity of the stimulation he received. It was too aggressive for him to come, but it felt so good he wanted to scream. And then he said hell with it and did scream.
“Tsuyoshi, fuck me. Now.”




He moaned slightly as the fingers were withdrawn, but he knew that Tsuyoshi would be back any second to meet his request. The younger man himself was very happy they got to business. He loved when Koichi screamed for him, but his fingers had already gone numb from working into Koichi and he was dying to finally feel that tight heat around his cock. The condom was applied quickly and slickened some more with additional lube. Already feeling very impatient Tsuyoshi didn’t make a big fuss about pushing in. He did it quickly, then waited for the other to adjust, giving him loving kisses on his shoulder blade. Soon enough Koichi gave him his okay.




“Okay, baby, do it,” he breathed out. “Let me feel you.”
Tsuyoshi very happily complied, starting to move, falling into a quick rhythm right from the start. Koichi groaned.
“Oh god… so good…”
Tsuyoshi grunted, snapping his hips forcefully.
“Ah, yeah,” Koichi sighed. “More.”




Knitting his brows his lover moved to meet his request. Harsh movements made the bed creak a bit, breathless pants could be heard as well as the slapping of flesh against flesh as the two rocked each other towards sweet release. It didn’t happen a lot that they could enjoy their sex so freely. Even at home they always had to consider neighbours, who might hear… and recognise them. There was no such pressure here and they revelled in the possibility of really letting go.
“Yes, Tsu, oh fuck, fuck,” Koichi was close to sobbing he felt so high.




He wanted to come so bad, but that last little push was missing.
“Kou, what do you need?” Tsuyoshi asked against his neck.
“T-touch me,” his lover pleaded.
Much to his surprise Tsuyoshi merely bent forward dome more, pushing him down more forcefully.
“You can come like this,” Tsuyoshi assured him, licking his ear.




Koichi’s eyes flew open at that. He sighed desperately.
“Tsu, please, I want to come.”
“Then come.”
“I can’t like this,” Koichi insisted. “Oh god, right there. Oh yeah…”
“There’s good?” Tsuyoshi asked, driving forward more forcefully, swaying his hips to rub the spot thoroughly.
“Oh god, oh god, yes,” Koichi breathed.




His eyes were screwed shut again as he concentrated on the feeling. He was so close it hurt. Just a tiny bit…
“More,” he dragged out weakly. “Tsu, please, harder.” He felt the other complying and himself starting to shake. “Oh god, that’s it… almost… almost… yes, fuck me, dammit…” His fist hit the mattress repeatedly as he felt like he would burst any second. “Yes, like that, keep going… yes, yes, yes…”




And then he finally did burst, his dick twitching as he spurted all over the sheets. A load moan was ripped from his throat as he rode out the feeling, letting it wash him away completely. Tsuyoshi groaned at the sight in front of him. Koichi was shuddering in his release, moaning, calling for him. And he so badly wanted to follow. He concentrated on his own feelings as he kept pushing in again and again, not quite as harsh anymore, but fast. Koichi was hot around him, squeezing his dick twitching happily around him, inviting him to come. He sighed. It felt so good, he thought for a moment of prolonging the session, but then he thought that he’d strained his partner quite enough.




So he collected some more strength and pushed himself all the way in and he could feel it coming in the bit of his stomach and then spreading through his entire body, making it tense up and tremble, the prelude of his goal and then he just let go and let his orgasm wash over him. He groaned as waves of pleasure shook his body, releasing all the tension in wonderfully heated spasms. Once the main wave was over, he sighed, pulling out of his lover and dropping to the bed next to him, breathing heavily.




“Oh my god,” he panted out.
“Second this,” Koichi agreed, stretching lazily. “What a session.”
“Mh,” Tsuyoshi nodded.
Then he blinked for a moment, before robbing closer to his lover and pulling him into his arms. Koichi sighed contently, snuggling against the other.
“Also a rare thing to do,” he mused.
“Well, I promised you,” Tsuyoshi reminded him. “That I’ll hold you.”
Koichi smiled happily, letting his lover caress him.



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"So," Yonehana asked curiously. "How was New York?"
"Wet," Tsuyoshi answere drily, leaving the other to stare merely stare after him.

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Done. Phew, what a long story. I hope you liked it. Glad everything worked out in the end. :D Happy KinKi. :DDDDD