Love Episodes - Episode E: That Thing About Your Face

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Pairing: KinKi Kids
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Don't own KinKi Kids, or anything JE-related
Warnings: graphic sex scenes, some bad words
Multi-Chapter


Introduction: Set after KinKi Kids interview on "Our Music" by Takuro-san on the topic of marriage. It was in 2008. What happened when KinKi Kids got home after this very special interview?


Note: First, I really love that interview. It's totally cute. I just happen to dislike how one-sided KinKi Kids are being portrayed sometimes and this seemed like a good example. (Not to mention that I know all the characters involved and can connect it to the time line easily. ^_~) Okay, now I'll stop babbling. Enjoy.




Interview quote:

Takuro-san: Tsuyoshi and I, see, we're more the `plain-faced´ type.
Koichi: *laugh* What the?!
Takuro-san: We just look like we don't really think too much.


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Tsuyoshi rolled his eyes as he returned from the kitchen into the living room. He had grabbed a can of ice cream from the freezer as a relaxant after a long working day. An amused smile played on his lips as he flopped down on the couch.

“Let it go, already,” he called out in the direction of the bathroom, where his lover was taking his turn cleaning himself and relaxing a bit.

He didn’t really understand what Koichi was saying, but he could definitely hear the mumbling sound of his lover’s rant that had been going ever since their interview had been over.

Well, it’s really his own fault. He of all people should know better.  SOLELY Nakai-senpai is allowed to tease about relationship issues. Not to mention the rather delicate discussion about…

Tsuyoshi squeezed his eyes shut as he heard the bathroom door being slammed shut, but still felt slightly pleased at his lover’s display.

“…never be shown on Fuji TV again,” Koichi continued his outburst, as he walked into the room, a towel around his hips, a smaller one in his hair as he was busy trying to dry it.

“Koichi,” Tsuyoshi addressed the older man, his spoon playing lazily around his mouth at the pleasant sight in front of him.

“Johnny’s gonna take his head straight off,” Koichi continued, ignoring his partner on the sofa. “What an idiot. And he calls himself a friend. Argh, I should have flattened him right there. Why didn’t I?”

“Because Katsu was smart and held you back until he could flee the scene,” Tsuyoshi commented lazily.

Koichi was still somewhere in outer space, though. “Forget Johnny, I’ll call the Fuji president himself and give him hell.”

Tsuyoshi chuckled slightly. He shook his head like a master would upon witnessing their cat trying to catch a bird that’s shown on TV and got up. When he grabbed Koichi from behind and pulled him close, he finally got a reaction from the other man. Koichi relaxed into his arms and sighed pleasantly. Apparently he had exhausted himself, running in circles, even in the shower.

“Why does it matter so much anyway?” Tsuyoshi asked, softly playing with the other’s ear.

At that Koichi pulled back and turned to look at his lover.

“Why does it matter?” he asked in disbelief. “Who on earth does he think he is to call you… that. He can refer to himself all he wants, but I won’t let him insult you – or rather the two of us. He didn’t exactly spare me, but I can live with it. Teasing is common in this kind of entertainment, I know that, but he should really know the lines.”

“You’re making a fuss,” Tsuyoshi told him. “It’s hardly the worst I’ve been called,” he pointed out, smiling.

“And that exactly,” Koichi continued, finally resting himself onto the couch, “is the problem.”

Tsuyoshi merely blinked. “I fail to see the problem, really.”

Koichi crossed his legs, pouting. “They just give you that kind of… image. It’s not even an image. It’s just… And everybody keeps saying it, pointing it out. It makes me sick sometimes.”

“Look, I feel honoured that you’re trying to defend me, but… well, looking at the facts, they’re just pointing out what everybody sees.”

“What are you talking about?” Koichi asked agitatedly.

“Well,” Tsuyoshi shrugged, “it’s just a fact… Out of the two of us… you’re the handsome one.”

“What kind of bullshit is that?” Koichi scoffed out, now crossing his arms too.

“Oh, come on,” Tsuyoshi moaned out. “You are the more attractive. You know it, I know it, it’s quite plainly obvious. It’s not like I mind, or anything. I’m happy to have such a good-looking man by my side.”

Koichi looked at his lover for a while, considering him. Then he leant back a bit further, as if to get a better picture of the man standing in front of him.

“Then tell me,” Koichi finally spoke up again, “why would I be with someone who is not appealing to me?”

Tsuyoshi blinked at that. He thought on it for a second, then laughed nervously. “Well, nobody would spoil you like I do,” he pointed out. “And when you can’t sleep while you’re touring solo you call me so I’ll sing for you. I’m attentive, gentle – at least that’s what people tell me when they see me around you.”

Koichi scoffed again. “People. What do they know of us?” He looked intensely at the other. “Tsuyoshi, all the things you just mentioned – not that I don’t appreciate them, but if I made it a point, I could get all of that out of Tomo-chan, or even Shin-chan. So, why pick you of all people as my life partner?”

“Because I don’t bitch?” Tsuyoshi grinned.

At that Koichi actually snorted. “That is… kinda true,” he admitted, smiling. “But Tsuyoshi, this thing between us is different from everything else. It’s love. And it’s desire. Do you honestly believe that I would share my bed with someone who doesn’t really attract me sexually? For years going?”

“So, I please you alright,” Tsuyoshi analysed.

Koichi just shook his head, a stern look on his face. “The feeling doesn’t come with the blow-job,” he informed the younger man. “Tsuyoshi, I want you,” he stated simply. “As in, you appeal to me to the point where I want to jump you and rip your clothes off. You are the sexiest man I’ve ever laid eyes on.”

Tsuyoshi merely stared at him blankly. “Eh? Where?” he finally managed to babble.

“Well, everywhere,” Koichi told him.

“But I’m nowhere near as pretty as you are,” Tsuyoshi tried to argue, but Koichi cut effectively into him.

“Yeah, and thank goodness,” the older man stated firmly.

“Sorry?”

“You might have noticed,” Koichi dragged out sarcastically. “I like guys.”

“Ano… yeah?”

“Good,” Koichi nodded. “Let me see, then,” he mused, inspecting the other man’s figure intensely. “Body hair, muscles, manly features, dick… you really are a man. Not pretty, not fragile, not overly soft and smooth. I happen to like that.”

“I have girly features,” Tsuyoshi reminded him.

“I happily over-see them,” Koichi told him casually.

“Well, you wouldn’t have to with… Tomo-chan. Or Katori-senpai.”

Koichi rolled his eyes. “When Takuro-san calls you plain-faced on TV for millions of people to witness you simply ignore it, but when I tell you that there are some things about you that I like less than others, that’s when you get defensive?”

“Well, you said manly, so…”

“You’re quite manly enough, really. You are the prefect man for me. Those guys… for one they’re straight, so not exactly an option. For another they’re way too bulky for me. I’d be scared to get crushed with them. You are just… prefect. The prefect man. And nobody ever tells you that and… I fail to tell you enough as well, apparently. But I’m just not the kind of guy to shower their partner with compliments every day.”

“I know,” Tsuyoshi smiled. “It’s okay.”

“But that doesn’t mean I don’t feel it,” Koichi said firmly. “You really are sexy – in every sense of the word. I don’t get how people can possibly fail to see it.”

“You really wouldn’t have me any other way?” Tsuyoshi asked warily.

“Not a thing that I would change,” Koichi insisted. “In fact…” He sighed, shaking his head. “I keep wondering how a gay man would fall for me. I mean, if you like guys, isn’t it normal to look for manly features? Pretty face, smoothly shaved face and chest, elegant fingers, cute smile – that’s girl stuff. Why would a gay guy look for girly features? I totally don’t get it. If I wanted that, I’d take a girl in the first place.”

“You’re really serious,” Tsuyoshi analysed.

“Of course,” the older man confirmed.

“And you really think I’m sexy. It makes you hot, looking at me,” Tsuyoshi kept inquiring.

“Absolutely.”

“What part of me?” The younger man wanted to know.

“Eh?”

“What part of me do you find particularly appealing?”

“Well,” Koichi mused, “Your eyes, for one.”

“That doesn’t count,” Tsuyoshi opposed, making a face. “Come on, something you can touch, that is connected to sex.”

Koichi looked at him for a while. Then he licked his lips.

“Torso,” he whispered out.

“What?”

“Your torso,” Koichi repeated more firmly. “It’s long and slender, not too bulky, but not skinny. That’s a real turn on, especially with hip jeans. And your biceps…”

“Biceps?”

“Let me finish,” Koichi demanded, giving his lover a harsh look. “I like seeing your muscles flex in your arms when they support you while you fuck me. I like your neck, it’s totally kissable. Always, really.”

Koichi paused, waiting for a sign of his partner that would tell him whether he’d made his point, or should continue his speech. Tsuyoshi considered the other on the couch, noticing that he had turned an attractive shade of pink during his explanations. He chuckled lowly.

“I’m sorry, Koichi,” he finally said, smiling. “I’m an idiot. Every time you tell me you love me, you actually also say that you want me, right?”

Koichi simply nodded.

“I’m sorry I didn’t understand that,” he said gently. He shook his head. “And there, all this time I thought I was just lucky to take in the ugly duckling before it turned into the beautiful swan.” He laughed softly at Koichi’s face. “I’m sorry,” he said again. “Most of all for not having enough faith in your picture of me. But, you know, so long as you think I’m sexy, what do I care if a random guy says I’m plain-faced?”

“Because it’s not true,” Koichi bit out.

“I get it,” Tsuyoshi waved him off. “But I really only need you to see that. But now I finally understand how you feel. It’s the same I feel when people point me out as the artist of KinKi Kids. Like you’re any less of an artist, just because you don’t write a lot of lyrics. But you’re directing your own stage play, your composing is beautiful and the world is just… ignorant to it. But in the end, so long as we see these things, isn’t that enough?”

Koichi shrugged, the blush still very apparent on his cheeks. Tsuyoshi chuckled again.

“I’m sorry,” he said sympathetically. “I made you say all those things, even when I should have known better. But just so you know: To me you too are manly.”

At that the older man blinked.

“It is true, you have slender features, a pretty face and all that, but you’re nowhere near girly,” Tsuyoshi informed him. “I happen to appreciate the slighter form of your body.”

“Really?” Koichi chirped, sounding seriously pleased.

“I like pretty things,” Tsuyoshi continued, as he lowered himself onto the ground, kneeling in front of his lover. “And you have a lot of `pretty´ to show off.”

“Where?” Koichi teased, swinging his crossed leg playfully.

“Hm, let me see,” Tsuyoshi mused, capturing the elegant limb, holding it still as he kissed the inner ankle softly.

Koichi froze in amazement. He remained totally still and silent as Tsuyoshi repeated his action, pressing soft kisses onto the sensitive skin. Holding the leg carefully, the younger man kissed and nipped his way up Koichi’s calve, massaging it slightly with his hand at the same time.

“Tsuyoshi,” Koichi breathed out, completely mesmerized.

Up, up, up, moving slowly but steadily on to the knee. A few light kisses, a hand stroking the backside of his knee softly. The older man sighed in content, easily giving way when Tsuyoshi pushed his legs open slightly to move himself between them and to move the offending towel out of the way. A smile came to Koichi’s face and his hand stroked his lover’s soft hair as the younger man moved his way up the inside of Koichi’s thigh. Tsuyoshi put the leg over his shoulder for better access and in order to be able to also stroke the thigh thoroughly in the process of kissing his way up to Koichi’s crotch. Shortly before he reached said goal, he stopped, though.

“What?” Koichi whined.

“Not that I don’t like that,” Tsuyoshi grinned, flicking his hand over his lover’s cock, “but I wanted to point out all the things that I like about you,” he informed the other as he slid up, starting to kiss and nip his lover’s neck.

“Tease,” Koichi complained half-heartedly, his hand already in Tsuyoshi’s hair again, directing him softly.

Tsuyoshi made it a point to attend to all the little spots that hit him about Koichi’s physique. His elegant collar bone, the slightly hairy arm pit, nipples, that tiny little spot on his left side that always made him giggle when Tsuyoshi teased it, his navel and then the vague little road of hair running down from there to…

“Now I’ll give you special attention,” Tsuyoshi informed his lover and with that started to suck him enthusiastically, his free hand stroking the base of the cock.

Koichi moaned in pleasure, bucking slightly, then restraining himself firmly at his lover’s displeased grunt. He was feeling a bit rough, though, so he grabbed the back of Tsuyoshi’s head and tugged it down a bit more so the other would take more of him in. He didn’t hear any complaints about that, so he simply stuck with it, enjoying the feel of his lover’s mouth. It seemed that Tsuyoshi was also really in a teasing mood, for he didn’t simply suck him hard, but played with his dick, kissing and licking it, stroking the balls lazily – and he loved every second of it. He wasn’t usually a very patient lover, but this was really nice and it seemed that Tsuyoshi took advantage of his rare attitude and just accepted the bit of roughness that came with his teasing. Once he let go of Koichi’s cock again, he grinned up at the other man.

“Enjoying yourself?”

“So, I like being worshipped,” Koichi grinned back. “What else is new?”

“I should remember that when I want a longer go,” the younger man mused as he slid up his lover’s body again to kiss him passionately.

“You shouldn’t get your hopes up,” Koichi teased back, nipping the other’s lips softly before giving into the kiss completely.

As they broke their lip lock they smiled at each other affectionately.

“So, do I get some attention too?” Tsuyoshi asked.

“Well,” Koichi mumbled, licking his lips, “You know…”

Tsuyoshi laughed slightly, stroking his hair lovingly. “I know,” he smiled. “You’re the worshipped, not the worshipper. But that’s okay. So long as you’ll show me how much you actually want me.”

“Oh,” Koichi crooned out, a seductive smile coming to his face. “That I can absolutely do.”

He was glad Tsuyoshi only wore a home yukata and simply pulled the string to let it fall open, the fabric falling lightly to the ground. Getting up he pushed his lover insistently onto the couch, settling between his legs. He got straight down to business, taking the other’s dick into his mouth, starting to suck. He made up for skipping the world-body-tour by firmly looking up into his partner’s eyes, a smouldering look on his face, while moving his mouth up and down the already swollen cock. That was one of the very rare moments that Tsuyoshi thought he could have come on the spot. He moaned deeply in appreciation, forcing himself to keep his eyes open to witness the delicious sight. His lover’s outburst urged Koichi on, his hand starting to pump the length in assistance, as he made deliberate sucking sounds.

“Oh god, Koichi,” Tsuyoshi stuttered breathlessly. “If you don’t stop now I’ll be gone.”

Koichi slowly let go of his partner’s dick, stroking it lazily, giving a few teasing licks. “Mh, so where do you want to go now?”

“In?”

Koichi chuckled. “That can be arranged. Any preferences?”

“Just not on the couch,” Tsuyoshi decided. “The last stain took hours to get rid of.”

“It’s your fault for making me shoot like that,” Koichi teased, sticking his tongue out playfully.

Tsuyoshi laughed amusedly. “When did you become such a sucker for dirty talk?”

“Took a while, “Koichi admitted, rubbing himself pleasantly against the other, “but I had a good and insistent teacher. Floor?” he suggested.

“How about for a change we make the effort to actually take it to the bedroom?” Tsuyoshi suggested.

“We can do that,” Koichi mused. “But I’m not getting up,” he informed his lover.

The next second he laughed out happily as Tsuyoshi simply picked him up by the hips. Koichi wrapped his legs around the other’s waist to keep his balance as the younger man carried him into their shared bedroom.

“You’re such a good man, really,” Koichi whispered into his ear. “So attentive.”

Tsuyoshi snorted. “Yeah, just what is it about you that has me spoil you like that?”

Koichi shrugged. “I’m just happy that you do,” he grinned.

“And would you,” Tsuyoshi asked warily, “as a kind of treat, finger yourself?”

Koichi was carefully placed down on the bed and smiled up at his partner. “Very well, my treat.”

“Really?” Tsuyoshi blinked, then smiled back. “Thanks. I’ll get a condom on.”

Koichi nodded vaguely as he grabbed the lube from a drawer in the night stand. He poured some of it and immediately got to work, carefully stretching himself out. It was a quick job. They’d had a go only that morning, after all. Strictly spoken it should be Koichi’s turn to top, but after getting so much loving attention, how could he deny his lover what he wanted so bad? Not to mention that the mere fact that Tsuyoshi wanted him so never failed to arouse him even more.

Shit, I’m such a hopeless bottom-boy.

“You really enjoy getting all the attention without putting in too much effort,” Tsuyoshi teased from the other side of the bed, as though he had read his mind.

“I think I’m making quite an effort here,” Koichi pointed out as he slipped his fingers back out. “All done.”

“Come here,” Tsuyoshi requested softly, stretching out his hand.

Koichi happily answered the call, grasping his partner’s hand as he crawled over to him.

“Ah, lube,” the younger man reminded him.

“Ah.”

Koichi bent back to grab the bottle from his night stand, handing it over to his lover. Tsuyoshi quickly lathered himself up with deft fingers, then put the bottle aside and pulled his lover close again.

“I want to watch you,” he whispered, kissing Koichi playfully.

Koichi simply nodded, answering the other’s attention. Tsuyoshi arranged himself on the bed and pulled Koichi on top of him.

“Now I’m top, after all?” Koichi asked, grinning.

“Koichi,” Tsuyoshi mewled out needily, “please, I want you.”

The older man chuckled lightly and teased his lover just a little bit more, bending down and nipping his lips once more before straddling him properly and slowly easing the other’s cock inside his body. As soon as Koichi had a rather confident look on his face again Tsuyoshi pushed himself up to grab the other once more. Koichi, however, pushed him back down.

“Mah, while I’m up here I’ll enjoy being in charge,” he decided, slowly starting to ride the other.

The older man’s hands were pressed against the flat chest under him, his thighs working and hips shifting, trying to find the hotspot. Tsuyoshi let him, grasping his hips softly and enjoying the feeling of his lover moving against him. Once Koichi found his spot, he moaned pleasurably.

“Found it?” Tsuyoshi breathed out.

Koichi simply nodded, making, “Ungh.”

The pace grew more urgent as Koichi played all the right places and started to pull himself. Soon he was panting harshly, moaning, and shaking with pleasure. He kept Tsuyoshi rather immobile under him, not even shifting up and down anymore, but just wiggling back and forth to rub his prostate as hard as possible. He bit his lip, head falling forward as his jerking off sped up.

“Koichi,” Tsuyoshi addressed his partner, “can you let me a bit?” he asked, a bit out of breath, but also a bit worked up. “I’m not really getting too much friction.”

“Just… a second,” Koichi pleaded. “Almost… please, don’t move. Just let me finish, then you can fuck me all you want, okay?”

“Very romantic,” Tsuyoshi pressed out, but didn’t fight to get up again.

Koichi understood that unspoken sign of consent and stroked his lover’s arm affectionately with his free hand. Tsuyoshi smiled slightly and let his lover ride out his pleasure. It didn’t take too long for Koichi to rub and stroke himself to his much-needed release. He shifted back strongly, maybe a bit too violently, he mused, as he thought he heard Tsuyoshi grunt in protest, but that did the trick and gave him the pressure he needed. The hand on his cock stilled and he choked out a short moan as he shot out, his dick pulsing in his fingers. As the strong hit slowly faded he started to stroke lazily again, revelling in the feel of the still hyper-sensitive flesh. He sighed satedly.

“Sounds good,” Tsuyoshi mused from under him. “Do you mind?”

Koichi smiled. “Please, go.”

Next thing he knew his lover had pulled out completely and turned him to face the mattress of the bed. Before he could even voice a protest (not that he actually would – from behind was fine, he just really liked to be asked) his lover thrust back in, a hand pressing against his shoulder blades, urging him down, asking for a better angle. Koichi shrugged inwardly and gave way. A grin came to his face as he heard his lover moan. His grin turned into a smirk. He would drive the other mad. Spreading his legs out a bit more he took Tsuyoshi in a bit deeper. That didn’t really do anything for him, but it made his lover gasp. Then he started to shift and thrust back against the other, giving him a more unpatterned rhythm.

“Koichi,” Tsuyoshi gasped out.

He gripped the other’s hips firmly, driving forward demandingly.

“Ah, yeah…”

Koichi grinned at the needy voice. Tsuyoshi was close. To push him just that bit further, he too voiced again. He knew Tsuyoshi loved when he made needy sounds, so he gave a few mewls, gasps and restrained moans. To add a visible aspect to the display, he shifted slightly and tossed his head.

“Ah, Tsuyoshi,” he sighed out, actually really breathless as it was, “mh, so good when you fuck me…”

“A-ah….”

Koichi winced slightly as the thrusts became more violent. “Ah, ah, Tsuyoshi… please, come.”

“Oh god, oh god, yeah…”

Tsuyoshi choked slightly. His orgasm hit him almost unexpectedly. There was a slight tingling in his balls that forebode the inevitable. Instead of spreading steadily through his body, though, he then suddenly exploded, his body spasming almost painfully as he released. He couldn’t even make a sound, his mouth just open in a silent cry. He shook helplessly until he finally slumped down as his muscles gave way.

“Sorry,” he panted out, “I’ll be right off.”

“Mh,” Koichi made, actually wanting the other to retreat – the ride had been rough and he already felt a bit sore.

“It’s your fault, though,” Tsuyoshi informed him, still trying to catch his breath. “You’re such a tease.”

“So are you,” Koichi tried to argue.

“Not while we’re fucking, I’m not,” Tsuyoshi protested.

“Okay,” Koichi sighed out. “I got it. And I think I’ll have quite a strong reminder,” he added, shifting uncomfortably.

“Sorry,” Tsuyoshi mumbled again.

The smaller man forced himself up a bit and pulled out of his lover, only to break down onto the bed next to him. Koichi sighed in relief and shifted into a comfortable position. Soon the two of them found each other on the bed, shifting close and exchanging lazy caresses.

“I love you,” Tsuyoshi said, smiling at his lover.

“How about you explain that to my ass,” Koichi suggested. “I think I won’t sit for a week.”

“That rough?”

Koichi shrugged slightly. “It’s not like I didn’t ask for it. And it was good.”

“Glad to hear that.”

Koichi softly stroked his lover’s face. He looked cute and delicious at the same time. Sated, happy, sweaty, pleased, high, and so much more. His love for his partner welled up intensively and he thought, if ever, that was the moment.

“No matter what other people might say,” Koichi said affectionately, “I want you to know what I see when I look at you.”

Tsuyoshi just stared at him with a mix of curiosity, fear, anticipation and nervousness in his eyes. Koichi brought their faces together, so that their lips lay against each other.

“You are so beautiful,” he whispered against the other’s lips and felt his lover melt against him. “I love you.”

They both didn’t know how long they kept lying there, wrapped together. Neither did they know when they fell asleep. The next thing they both registered was that they woke up, still tangled together, in the middle of the night. Deciding that as it was it didn’t make much of a difference, they left the cleaning for the next morning and, after getting rid of the forgotten condom (“Urgh, it looks like it’s been stuck on there.”), settled into a comfortable position to sleep.

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Well, they had quite some fun this time, ne? I know I keep postponing the stoy line, but next I'll definitely start "You". It's all because of the holiday. That's where I thought this one up. I always do kinky stuff when I'm travelling. How come? Anyway, hope you liked. *hugs all devoted readers* Jaa! ^_^/