The Contract
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krystalkatzficzTitle: The Contract
Author: krystalkatz
rating: nc17
Length: One Shot
Genre: au,
Pairings: Aiba Masaki /Ninomiya Kazunari
Disclaimer: I own the plot
A/N: Another one from the depths of time and space edited and completed J
“Nino…” A desire roughened voice said as a hand slid slowly into his boxer shorts fondling at his cock pumping it slowly while dry humping his leg. Ninomiya Kazunari opened one of his eyes slowly and grumpily looked up at the boy that had just woken him. Another warm sweaty hands were already sneaking its way up under his plain yellow nightshirt to pinch and tweak at his nipples and Nino gave a reluctant moan his back arching into it even though he was still half asleep.
“Masa… Wha…t…You doing…?” He asked between yawns rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand shivering when his nipple was tweaked. It left Nino in little doubt as to what the older boy was hoping for but it still took Nino awhile. He was still struggling with his inner demons about actually wanting to do this with his lifelong friend. Masaki pulled his hand away slowly chewing his lip with more than a trace of uncertainty. His strangely innocent expression was apologetic and Nino smiled quickly grabbing his hand he placed it back under his shirt and then pulled him down into a kiss, biting at the soft lips as they pressed down against his. He sucked on the bottom one as Masaki lightly brushed over his nipple with his thumb this wasn’t love, not on Masaki’s part, he reminds himself slowly, this was just what happened when your best friend discovers that you’re working as a whore.
**Two months earlier**
Nino blew on his hands to keep them warm as he scanned the street looking for a date. Today had been a slow day and he would be lucky if he broke even at the end of the night. It wouldn’t have been so hard if that stupid fucking twink hadn’t stolen his spot on 8th street. It was the spot around where all the bars were and come closing time it was prime hunting ground but some newbie with a pretty face had swooped in. He still could have taken a place but for some reason something had seemed off and he didn’t want to chance it. He had learnt a few months ago to trust his feelings and tonight was one of those times when he wasn’t going to back down on them.
So here he was trawling for ‘dates’ in a slightly less high profile street. It was enough to satisfy his feelings but if he didn’t get any action soon he wasn’t going to be able to satisfy his hunger and his stomach was already starting to make strange noises. When he was a kid he had watched ‘Pretty Woman’ with his sister and best friend at the time he hadn’t understood it was about he just knew that the ending had made both his sister and friend cry with happiness. Now he wanted to call bullshit on the whole thing, there was no Richard Gere and no happy ending, what there were, were blisters on the soles of your feet and the very real danger of being mugged, beaten and/or killed. But when you had exhausted every other option there was no other choice.
He gave a half sigh about to turn around and walk back down the road when he felt somebody watching him. He scanned the area and his eyes fell onto a man nearing, or in, his sixties. He had greying hair and a worn face that had more lines on it than a map but he had an almost pleasant look in his eyes and Nino knew that he could do worse, he had done worse. Making up his mind his eased his way over to the man and made his move.
*~*~*~*~*
Saliva trailed off of his lip and his ‘date’ wiped it away with a lazy thumb smiling down at him with an almost gentle expression on his face, he reminded Nino of his grandfather and it was enough to turn his stomach. Bile rose up in his throat but he pushed it down and flashed a grin.
“How was that pop?” He asked in a cheerful voice and the old man’s grin became lopsided and a little goofy as he took a long filling breath before answering.
“Perfect…You…Do you have anywhere to sleep…Tonight?”
“Are you offering?” Nino said huskily batting his eye lashes the best he could and stroking the flaccid cock in a slow steady motion. There was no way that the old geezer would be up for much more tonight so maybe there was a chance that he could sleep and have a shower before morning.
“…I could…” The old man said with a smile moving in close and then stopping when they heard movement at the end of the alley.
“Kazu…? Kazu is that you?” A high pitched overly optimistic voice shouted and Nino bit back a groan, it was sod’s law that the one and only person that opinion he cared about would catch him in alley his hand on some old guy’s prick. Aiba Masaki must be one of the x-men it was the only way that Nino would be able to explain how he could see him stuffed down the back of an alley. His date had frozen and his breath was coming out in short sharp bursts that had nothing to do with the blow job Nino had just preformed and Nino knew that his room for the night had vanished. “It is you! What are you doing down here at this time…Oh…Um…Eh?”
“Masaki…” Nino said pulling his hand away from the cock and turning to stare at his friend. The date stuffed his wrinkled prick back into his trousers and hurried off as fast as his legs could carry him leaving the two friends to stare at each other in a tense unsettling silence. “Masaki…”
“You…That guy…Huh…?”
“Um…” Nino said lost for words and, he realised to his horror, out of pocket. The old fruit had run off without paying him. “Fuck…”
“Sorry…Um…” Masaki stammered his face going a strangely puce colour.
“No not you…That old fuck…” Nino muttered stamping his feet and brushing his fingers through his hair as he clicked his tongue hating the way the sound carried down the alley “Masa…Um…Buy me a burger and I’ll tell you everything that you need to know, okay?”
*~*Present Day*~*
Nino moaned as Masaki pushed into him with one short, sharp thrust, his cock stretching him painfully as he hadn’t prepared him enough with his fingers. He never did, he was always in a hurry to get to the actual fucking that he didn’t seem to care. Nino never complained though, not now and not that first night. Masaki had accepted him as he was and Nino knew that he had to do the same. He closed his eyes his hands sliding up and down Masaki’s already sweaty back as his friend fucked him roughly without stopping. Why? Nino asked himself as he rocked back and forth, why did I agree to this contract?
**Two Months Earlier**
“So you’ve been working as a whore since…Your parents died?” Masaki asked and Nino flinched at the mention of his family’s death, the pain still cutting him deep. It had been a year since the police officer had delivered the news in the soft, pitying, voice but it hadn’t made it any easier to deal with and every night he would wake up in a cold sweat trying to deal with it. There was also the way Masaki had said ‘whore’ but he couldn’t deny that it was the truth. He gave a nod biting at his hamburger his stomach growling in happiness as the fatty, meat laden juices ran down his throat and stopped the ache that had been there for a few days. “Why…? Why didn’t you come to me? You knew that I would have helped you…”
“I don’t need your money…” Nino muttered darkly, Masaki was a model and Nino knew that he had just recently scored a great deal with an exclusive contract to a big department store here in Tokyo. They had paid half of it up front and even after giving most of it to his parents he still had enough to pay a six month’s rent on an apartment and had some left over.
“You’re selling your body…” Masaki growled his mouth a thin line, and Nino bristled at the way he was being talked down too.
“So do you…”
“I’m a model…I don’t…Do that! That’s disgusting…” Masaki countered and Nino scowled staring down at the burger the taste becoming ash in his mouth. He put it down onto the plate with a soggy thump and glared at his friend about to stand up when a sweaty palm came to rest on his hand. “I’m sorry Nino, I didn’t realise how that sounded…You know I don’t think before I speak!”
“Yeah, I know…” Nino sighed, sinking back into the hard plastic chair and picking up the burger and biting into the meat.
“I’m just worried about you!”
“I know that too…But…It’s not that bad…” Nino lied half tempted to tell him the truth as tears started stinging the back of his eyes.
“You can’t lie to me, Kazu…I know you too well…” Masaki said in a soft tone and Nino sighed chewing on the burger to stop himself from replying. “Um…I…I have an idea…Why…Why don’t we form a contract?”
“A contract…?”
“Well…Um…You need money and a place to stay and well…Um…My contract states that I’m not allowed to have any scandals and well…Eh…Well…”
“You want to pay me to sleep with you?” Nino asked in disbelief his mouth dropping open as he gapped at his blushing friend.
“No, not really…I want to give you the money…But…I know that you wouldn’t like that so…Um…Eh…Ah…Why don’t you agree? They can’t say anything about me helping out a friend, ne? So…Do you agree?”
*~*~**~*Present Day*~*~*~*~*
Nino’s eyes opened slowly and hesitantly he looked around breathing a huge sigh of relief that Masaki wasn’t in the bed with him. Yawning loudly, he stretched out his back flinching at the heat that spread through his passage. The burn was unlike anything that he had experienced for a while and he hoped that tonight Masaki would leave him alone, though he knew that was little more than wishful thinking. With a groan he pulled himself out of bed and headed into the bathroom wincing with each step. He froze when he heard voices in the kitchen and felt trapped. His heart raced against his ribs, he could hear the soft non-too subtle tones of Masaki and the deeper traces of Sakurai Sho, Masaki’s manager. Nino’s eyes narrowed when he heard the pair laughing and he could easily picture the scene of their heads together looking, for want of a better description, perfect together.
Biting at his lips he grabbed a shirt from the chair by the door he screwed up his face when the warm musky scent of Masaki washed over him. The scent filled all of his senses and he breathed deeply for a moment wishing… He pushed the stray though away and ignored the fact that the shirt could do with a wash he pulled it on and stepped out into the kitchen area.
Masaki was sitting on a stool dressed in a pair of shin cropped jeans, which Nino had decided long ago that only he could make sexy, and a lose t-shirt which had slipped down to show the wine stained birthmark that graced his shoulder. In almost all of his publicity shots the birthmark was brushed out and Nino hated that, he found the mark completely beautiful against the creaminess of the rest of his skin. Whenever he saw it he wanted to reach out and touch it with his fingers unable to believe that it wouldn’t have a different texture from the rest of his arm. Nino pulled his gaze away from the mark when Sho pulled the t-shirt up to cover it.
Sho was as devastatingly attractive as ever in a pair of black suit trousers and a blood red shirt. He seemed to almost ooze charm and the picture they created was enough to churn Nino’s stomach. He was only a few years younger than the pair of them but for some reason he felt so much younger.
“Sho-chan…” Masaki giggled happily slapping his manager’s hand away before turning and looking at Nino his eyes widening with shock. “Nino…You’re awake…”
“Yeah…” Nino answered brushing his fingers through his hair uncomfortable under the almost glare of the manager.
“Do you want breakfast?” Masaki asked getting to his feet not noticing anything was wrong, but then again he never did. Nino shook his head giving a small smile
“…I’m going for a shower…”
“And then you should get to school…You can’t spend your life sponging off of other people…” Sho said in a harsher tone than Nino had ever heard him say to him and even Masaki looked shocked before turning to stare at his manager
“Sho-Chan that wasn’t nice, Nino is my best friend…” He said and Nino rolled his eyes shaking his head quickly and walked into the bathroom just as Sho was saying;
“I’m not going to apologise, the more famous you get the more people you’re going to have hanging around you…”
“Nino-chan isn’t like that, I keep telling you that…” Masaki protested and Nino closed the door with a soft slam cutting off anything else that was going to be said. Resting his head against the cold tiles he fought back a choking sob his eyes closing as he let out a shaky breath. This wasn’t a part of their contract he wasn’t meant to fall in love with his best friend.
*~*~*~*~* Two Months earlier*~*~*~*~*
The apartment was bigger than Nino would have expected with two bedrooms, an open plan kitchen and living room which was more tastefully decorated than he would have given his friend credit for. The walls were a soft green with a creamy coloured wood floor and a brown carpet with a splash of multi-coloured swirls in front of an impressively sized TV. The sofa and chairs were also in the same natural brown.
“Um…This is my bedroom… Um…There’s an extra cupboard… Um, eh…you can put your stuff in there…” Masaki said, his voice shaking with nerves as he stroked the front of one of the doors and Nino narrowed his eyes dropping his small pile of belongings onto the chair closest to him. He was feeling just as nervous and he knew that if he had been thinking straight in the café he never would have agreed to this. He loved Aiba; the older boy had always been there for him but the idea of sleeping with him was too foreign and strange that a chill ripped up his spine. He wasn’t even convinced that he was gay; sure he’d done things with men that he was never going to be proud of but he had never felt anything with the men that had touched him or any other man either. It had always been just the means to an end.
“In your room…? I thought the deal was with this contract that we should be… You know …Discreet…” Nino muttered and watched as Masaki gave an almost relieved smile scratching at the back of his neck.
“…You’re right…Um you should put your stuff in the spare room then…Um…About the other part of the contract the…Um…” Masaki’s voice trailed off and Nino knew that he was going to make up some excuse about why they couldn’t sleep together. Nino wasn’t sure if he wanted that at all but he knew for a fact that he wasn’t going to stay here on charity, he wouldn’t be beholden to anyone not even his best friend. “…You are going to sleep with me…I’m not going to stay here if you don’t…”
“…Kazu…Okay…But um…We’ll talk about that later yeah?” Masaki whispered hopefully and Nino gave a nod grabbing his bags and marching into the bedroom his legs feeling as if they had been made from jelly. The room had been white washed with paint and there was a light blue blind in the window, the bed was bare the mattress still had the price tag sticking out of the corner. There was an array of white bedroom furniture with polished mirrors down the front. Taking a breath, he sat down on the bed bouncing on the hardened mattress bouncing up and down a little deciding that this was better than nothing. “Kazu…I’m ordering take away do you want anything in specific?”
*~*~*~*~*
In the end they settled on sushi and ate in front of the TV laughing and joking around like they used too and for a while Nino could convince himself that they weren’t in a strange kind of relationship. After they had eaten he rested his head back against the back of soft his eyes closing and a sigh escaping his throat a hand came to rest on his thigh and his eyes snapped open again looking at Masaki’s worried face.
“Do you want me?” He asked softly bring the hand up to his groin and smiling even though his heart was thumping painfully against his ribs. Masaki squeezed at his cock and nodded slowly his tongue moving slowly over his lips. Nino rocked into the hand a little and then slid down from the sofa settling in between Masaki’s long legs. He glanced up his hands sliding up and down his thighs,
“…Kazu…” Masaki breathed out shakily and Nino gave a nervous smile his hand moving to cup the front of Masaki trousers feeling the weight of his cock. He was already starting to stiffen. Nino pressed his face into the hard crouch and sniffed it before mouthing it through the thin fabric as he brought his hand up to play with the zip.
“I promise that I’ll make you feel good…” He whispered easing the zip down over the bulge and then taking the top of the trousers tugging them down glad that Masaki lifted his hips to help him ease them down. The boxers followed quickly and soon Nino found himself faced with a hot heavy cock that was flushed and dripping with pre-cum. Nino sucked in a lungful of air and then released it slowly over the hot tip, his eyes fixed on Masaki’s face. His friend’s eyes had already snapped closed and his knuckles were white as he gripped the cushions that were either side of him. Nino gave a more relaxed smile and lapped at the head focusing on rubbing at the slit and tasting the hot sticky cum.
This was the first time he had ever performed oral without a layer of latex and if he was perfectly honest the taste was enough to turn his stomach. Pulling his eyes away from Masaki’s face he closed them and focused all his efforts on not throwing up as he closed his lips around the hot head and sucked deeply. Masaki’s hips bucked with more force than he was expecting forcing the cock in to hit at the back of his throat against his tonsils and Nino forced himself not to gag at the strange sensation. His bobbed his head back easing the cock out a bit while continuing to suck and lap wanting him to come quickly.
Masaki’s breathing had become heavy gasps that filled the room and blocked out the sounds of the TV and Nino brought a hand to grip at the base around the balls while he worked on the tip sucking it like it was a lolly pop. Long fingers came to pull his hair by the roots and tears formed in Nino’s eyes but he didn’t stop either his mouth or his hand on the penis. Masaki’s hips were bucking wildly now until he was almost fucking his face and Nino felt his balls tighten and then there was a loud howling shout of his name as he came his hot salty cum pouring down his throat. Nino sucked and swallowed his hand still pumping until the cock started to soften and Masaki sank into the sofa looking completely boneless. Nino released him and then sat back on his heels surprised when he looked down at himself to find that a sizeable tent had formed in his trousers. That had never happened before.
*~*~*~*Present Day*~*~*~**~
“Nino, Sho-chan he didn’t mean what he said…” Masaki said softly as he drove him to school later that day and Nino sighed tugging at the seatbelt around his chest feeling like it was a straightjacket.
“Yes he did…And the reason that he said it is because he likes you…” Nino muttered wondering how his friend could be so dense. Masaki let out a startled sound in his throat and Nino rolled his eyes “Don’t even try to pretend you don’t realise…”
“I don’t…Why would he I mean…Eh? He’s just my manager…” Masaki gasped looking completely shocked and there was a faint blush on his cheeks.
“He’s also completely crazy about you…” Nino mumbled adding ‘who wouldn’t be?’ in the private part of his mind, the same part of his mind that he had told Masaki that he loved him a 100 times. He was aware that his tone was sulky and he turned to look out of the window watching the cars. Masaki seemed too shocked to say anything and the rest of the drive. When they arrived at the gate of the school Nino tried to unbuckle the seatbelt as quickly as he could. He grabbed his bag from the foot well and tried to get out of the car as quickly as he could he was half way through the gate when Masaki called out to him. “What’s up?”
“Here…” Masaki murmured softly taking some notes out of his pocket and Nino felt his heart twist as he took them, payment for last night, he forced a tight smile onto his face stuffing the money into his pocket and then nodding his head.
“I’ll see you later…” He said as brightly as he could force out about to run off when his friend grabbed his bag tightly and pulled him back.
“Ah…I meant to tell you them I’m going away to the beach…I won’t be back for four days…” Masaki told him as he let him go and Nino blinked nodding slowly “Um make sure you eat okay?”
“Yeah…I’m not a baby, Masa…Geez…” Nino groaned rolling his eyes though he couldn’t deny that his friends concern sent happy waves of pleasure through him.
“Yeah but you don’t eat if I don’t prompt you…And you’re already looking pale…Are you sure that you’re okay?” Masaki asked placing a hand on his forehead and Nino rolled his eyes pulling out of the touch when he became aware of people looking at them with strange expressions on their faces. They were meant to be being discreet but Masaki seemed to be getting bolder by the day and if they weren’t careful their contract would be pointless.
“I’m fine…Jeez…You don’t have to baby me…” Nino hissed moving away from his friend and turning on his heel he marched into the school yard ignoring the shouts. He hurried into the building breathing a loud sigh of relief.
The day seemed to drag by slowly and Nino had to admit that by lunch time his head was aching and he was starting to feel tired and run down. He was unable to focus on the books in front of him and by mid-afternoon his teacher sent him to the nurse. The nurse was a short pudgy middle aged man with a weak moustache and sporting a very obvious comb over. His nose was overly large and supported a pair of tiny gold rimmed glasses that made it look even bigger.
“You have a fever…” He said and Nino groaned attempting to roll his eyes though the action made him feel dizzy and he sagged back into the seat. “I recommend that you go home and get some bed rest…You have someone at home…?”
“…Yes…” Nino muttered softly, his voice groggy and his throat feeling like it was closing up. He was used to being on his own and he couldn’t ring Masaki he had to work. The teacher stared at him down his long nose; he looked like he knew that he was lying but he just let out a sigh.
“Okay, bed rest and plenty of fluids…” he said clapping his hands together and Nino nodded slowly sagging a little. His head felt like it was ten seconds from exploding and nausea had started rippling around him. “I think that I should phone your guardian…”
“No, a taxi…I’ll get a taxi…” Nino croaked out quickly and the nurse’s eyes narrowed just slightly “My guardian will be at work until 4, I’ll go home and sleep until then…”
“Okay…Wait there and I shall call you a taxi…” The nurse said and Nino gave a nod his eyes closing even before the man had left. His face felt like it was on fire and every muscle in his body was aching and he wanted to get into bed and sleep. He wanted to feel Masaki’s arm around him and to tell him it was okay in that irritatingly soft high pitched voice. He tried to push that thought away, knowing that that was the action of lovers not a whore. “Ninomiya…Ninomiya come on I’ll take you home…”
“Un…?” Nino whimpered trying to push his eyes open his head growing fuzzier. The nurse was giving him a small smile waving some keys in front of his face.
“I don’t trust you getting home in a taxi…I’ll drop you off…Come on…”
The journey back to Masaki’s was a blur that Nino barely remembered and he was glad when they reached the apartment. As soon as he walked inside Nino pulled the sweat soaked shirt from his body and threw it into the corner of the room and flopped down on to the sofa his eyes closing tightly.
*~*~*~*~*
“Kazu…Kazu…What the hell…?” Masaki shouted and Nino tried to look up at him even though his throat hurt with each movement. He had tried to gulp back some of the drool that had gathered in his thought only for it to feel like he was scraping it with sand paper. “How long have you been sick?”
“Uhm…Uhn…” Nino rasped out trying to tell him that he didn’t know he had been sick and ask why he was here when he was meant to be at work. His vocal cords didn’t seem to want to work and his when he tried a shiver raced through his body.
“You didn’t answer the phone so I got worried and came back…I didn’t think that you would look like you’ve been bitten by a zombie…” Masaki said sitting down on the floor beside him and gently placed a cold hand on his forehead. Nino moaned and Masaki let out a hiss pulling his phone out of his pocket
“Wha-…Do…” Nino croaked each letter causing him to feel like there was a length of barbwire in his throat slicing him open and ripping him apart.
“I’m getting a doctor…” Masaki answered and then dodged his hand as Nino tried to grab the phone. His hand was weak and didn’t feel as if it belonged to him. It flopped back down onto the bed almost smacking him in the face “Nino-chan you need a doctor…” Masaki said a soothing hand moving over his face. Masaki sweated a lot so it was normal for people to think that he had a warm touch. In fact, the opposite was true and his touch was almost like ice and right now it was soothing. Nino moaned into the touch tilting his face this way and that to get him to touch him in different places. “Does that feel better?”
“Un…Ysss…” He choked out his eyes closing as Masaki gave a small laugh turning his mobile onto speaker before putting it down on the side and placing both hands on his face. The dull hum of the ring tone burned into to his head causing a dull ache that seemed to collect behind the eyes. It stopped pretty quickly but Nino could still hear it. The shivers were back and only increased when he heard the gruff voice of Sho from the speaker
“Masaki-chan, is everything okay?”
“Sho-chan…I need the number for a doctor…” Masaki said sounding panicked, his voice trembling a little and Nino tried to tell him that he was okay. A groan slipped from his lips.
“Why has something happened? Are you okay?”
“No, I’m fine…It’s Nino-chan…” Masaki said kissed Nino’s forehead his hands not stopping on his face and Nino purred at the attention.
“Oh…why what’s up with him?” Sho grumbled his tone changing completely.
“He looks like he’s dying…” Masaki wailed and Nino groaned as the sound sliced into his head. He closed his eyes again leaning back against the nook of the sofa. “Hang on little Nino-chan…”
“Mas…Love…You…”
*~*~*~*~*~* Four weeks earlier~*~*~*~*~*~*
Nino couldn’t pin point a time or a day when his love for Masaki changed from brothers and friendship to something bigger but he suspected that it was the first time they made love. It was almost a month after he and Masaki had formed their contract and things, though strained at times, seemed to be going better than he would have imagined. Every night he would either suck or wank Masaki off and every morning the model would pay him. At all other times their contract was never discussed and it was like when they were younger. He did sleep in his bed most nights, but Masaki just used him like a full body pillow or a teddy bear hugging him as he went to sleep.
They were in the bed now, naked and already sweaty with Masaki on his back as Nino placed gentle kisses over his body his hands moving down to cup and stroke at the cock, which was as always bigger than Nino would have thought possible. He was glad that so far Masaki had made no attempt to have sex with him as he wasn’t positive that it would fit inside his hole. Just as he was about to take the large, strangely beautiful, penis in hand Masaki grabbed his arms and pushed him away
“No…Kazu…Let me please you…” Masaki whispered softly startling him and pulling him out of the thoughts of being impaled on Masaki’s cock. He was pushed into a sitting position with one leg tucked under the other his hands resting on his knees.
“This isn’t about me…” Nino muttered trying, and failing, to hide his erection and the effect Masaki’s words had had on him. He was still finding it difficult that he was reacting at all.
“…I’m paying…I get to do what I want…” Masaki told him stubbornly his hand moving up and down his bare thigh to brush at his balls causing them to jump and his cock to throb painfully. “…I want to suck on you the way you do on me…I can do it Nino-chan…I promise I won’t bite you…” the model whispered walking his fingers up Nino’s length until they reached the tip and then he circled the circumference his thumb brushing the soaking slit. Nino’s eyes closed at the pleasant, overwhelming sensations that were spreading out over his body. Even his nipples had become painfully hard and he gasped when Masaki’s hot tongue swiped over them.
Masaki’s hand closed around the cock as tightly as he could make it and then stroked. Slowly and hard, his finger nails scraping the skin. He would have shouted out but it only added to the pleasure and Nino gripped at the bed sheets as Masaki’s mouth licked a trail up his breast bone up into the hallow of his neck and then finally coming to rest on his Adam’s apple where he bit down playfully before finishing the path and attacking his mouth with a demanding kiss, sucking on his tongue and biting at his lips. Masaki’s other hand was on his back moving down to the line of his buttocks but stopping at the dimples in the small of his back as he pulled out of the kiss to grin goofily at him his perfectly straight teeth reminding Nino vaguely of the Cheshire cat in Alice in wonderland. “Please let me try…If you don’t like it…You can tell me to stop…”
“You make it sound like you’ve never done it before…”
“I haven’t…” Masaki told him pushing him down onto the bed his cold hands resting on his hips as they gave him a slow sensual massage. Nino tried to scoff but the look of absolute truth in the models face stopped him “Nino-chan is the only guy I’ve ever been with…”
“You mean…You’re not gay?”
“…I dunno…But I like being with Nino-chan…” Masaki said with a shrug, stopping all questions by dipping down and taking Nino’s whole length into his mouth and sucking deeply. Nino bucked as Masaki licked the penis in a long, steady, slow strip from ball sack up to the tip. His mouth still loosely closed around it, he wasn’t sure what he was meant to do or how to act. This was his first time on the receiving end of a blow job and he had never expected it to feel this good.
He wanted to hump into the hot mouth but the cold hands on his waist were holding him down in a gentle but firm grip. Masaki’s sucks were tentative at first, hesitant but they soon became more forceful as his head began bobbing backwards and forwards. It was hard to believe that this was Masaki’s first time sucking dick but a small, still coherent, part of Nino’s brain was telling him that he was just copying the things that Nino had performed on him and he believed it when he hollowed out his cheeks sucking deeply while fondling the balls with his left hand.
There was a loud sound of slurping and moaning as Masaki drank down his cum his tongue rippling his tongue around the length. There was a small hum released from Masaki’s throat and it vibrated through his cock and Nino moaned loudly, his fingers almost breaking as they twisted in the sheets. His body was straining with the effort of trying to hump and he almost sang with happiness when Masaki loosened his grip and he could move with a little freedom. He bucked his hips, sending his cock up and into his friend’s mouth as Masaki gripped and pinched almost painfully at his buttocks.
He could hear himself panting and moaning Masaki’s name as is once hesitant actions grew bolder and his frantic thrusting became uncontrollable. Masaki seemed to be enjoying himself though as he took the penis in all the way down to the root and Nino could feel the head of his cock pressing against his throat before Masaki pulled back humming before repeating, over and over again his wicked tongue swirling wickedly at the tip. Without warning Nino came, his hot seed spilling down the models throat, he was expecting Masaki to choke and gag the way he had after his first time without a condom but Masaki just swallowed his mouth not moving from the penis until he had gotten every last drop. Nino continued to spasm lightly and then he sagged panting as he watched Masaki push himself into a seated position smiling down at him with a dribble of cum on his lower lip.
Panting Nino lifted his weak arm up to wipe at the other man’s mouth surprised when Masaki caught it and kissed the palm his eyes flashing with happiness and uncertainty.
“How was that?”
“Umm…Okay…” Nino said when he wanted to use words like ‘amazing, spectacular, brilliant’. Masaki let out a breathy laugh and then lent down to kiss him. Nino froze for a moment with the salty cum stained lips pressing against his but then relaxed into it. It was a strange thing to taste your own cum on someone else’s lips but it wasn’t completely unpleasant and he wrapped his arms around Masaki’s neck.
“Nino-chan…Can I…I want…To take you…” Masaki said as he broke the kiss his penis rubbing against his thigh and after gulping down some air Nino nodded slowly
“You’re paying me, remember? You can do whatever you like…” he said thankful that his nerves didn’t show through. Masaki nodded pulling away and going to the bedside table and pulling a bottle of hand lotion from the drawer.
Nino guided him in making sure that he had applied enough lube and the lay back lift his hips and waiting. The cold of Masaki’s fingers only intensified the cold of the lube and Nino felt like he had been scorched by the cold of his fingers as the circled his hole four times lightly, gathering more and more pressure with each pass of the hole. Nino let his eyes fall closed as Masaki’s fingers finally breeched his inside. There was discomfort at first and Nino breathed shallowly to counteract it
“Nino-chan…Is this okay?” Masaki asked, uncertainty dripping from each word and Nino nodded panting a little.
“Yeah…Keep going…” He whispered. Masaki did as he was told easing in the fingers slowly and preparing him as quickly but as gently as possible and Nino guessed that what little patience the man had had was wearing thin. Nino tried to relax his muscles as much as possible and then he gasped out “…You can put it in now…”
Masaki’s fingers were pulled out and then pushed back in a few times the tips just brushing over his spot and pulling out soft whines and moans before they pulled out completely and Masaki wiped them on the bed before he repositioned himself. The head of his cock resting against Nino’s hole his arms supporting his legs. Nino took a few breaths through his nose as he braced himself for the fat head to enter him and he was almost surprised when Masaki pressed a kiss on his lips as he pushed in slowly. Nino could feel his muscles giving way under the heavy pressure of Masaki’s cock and he kept his eyes closed until he heard their skin slapping together and felt his balls resting against him, hotter than any other part of his skin.
Huffing out short sharp breaths Nino tried to adjust to the overwhelming stretch and heat that was inside of him, it was so much more painful than the fingers or any of the other men that had had him but at the same time so much sweeter and Nino could feel his body reacting, even if it was only dimly. He wrapped his arms around Masaki’s neck deepening the kiss as he rocked him back and forth telling him that it was okay for him to move.
Masaki was a little slow on the uptake but eventually he caught on and he withdrew to the tip and then slammed back home with a loud slapping of skin. There was very little class or skill to the movements but Nino liked the jerk nature of them and the way that they made him feel a perfect mix of pain and pleasure. It took his friend a long time to get the angle just right but when he did he continued to hit that spot over and over until Nino was almost weeping with submission. His cock was hard and throbbing again and Masaki had soon taken it his hand and was pumping in time with the erratic thrusts. It felt like only minutes since they had begun but he could already feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, Masaki too was panting and groaning, sweat dripping from his face as his hair clung to him.
“Ai…ba…” he panted rocking his own hips and clenching his muscles trying to give him more and Masaki let out a whine his hips moving faster and harder. The bed mattress squeaked and protested at their actions as the feet scrapped along the floor adding to the sounds of their pants and moans. Nino felt it as his balls tighten again and he clenched his arse muscles as tightly as he could just manage to tip Masaki over the edge first became hard for the second time that night.
Nino let out an unfm as Masaki sagged on top of him his lips finding their way to his neck and he gave light kisses to the patch of skin there. His passage felt like he had had a broom up there and he was positive that his ribs were about to break from the weight but Nino didn’t think that he had felt as happy, safe and warm as he did in that moment.
*~*~*~*~*Present Day*~*~*~*~*~*
Nino pulled himself out of his dream confused as to where he was and what he was doing. It took him a stupidly long amount of time to realise that he was in his and Masaki’s shared bedroom and that the model was sleeping beside him. The man was bare from the waist up and Nino was pressed against his chest while his long gangly arms around him so snugly that it felt as though he was afraid to let him go. Nino sighed piecing together the events of what had happened before wondering why Masaki was here and why he wasn’t at the beach. He took a moment to try and free himself from the warm arms but his body still felt weak and in the end he gave up after only a mild effort and he flopped down beside him allowing himself to enjoy the sound of his heart beat before he was lulled back to sleep.
The next time he woke he was alone in the bed and he could hear slightly raised voices coming from the living room. One of them was clearly Masaki and it took him only a second to realise that the second voice was Sho and he was the one that seemed to be the angriest of the two at that moment.
“Masaki you were meant to be going to the beach this weekend…” Sho said his voice a lot angrier than he had ever heard him before but Masaki didn’t appear to be phased by it. His voice was slightly scratchy but he was sticking to his guns as he replied;
“…And I said that I was sorry but Nino…”
“Nino is a grown man…”
“He’s still in school!” Masaki growled and Nino flinched back in the bed positive that he had never heard his friend this angry either “And that’s beside the point! He was sick and I wasn’t going to leave him all alone…”
“Masaki I love that you want to look after your friend…”
“He’s not just my friend! He’s my lover!” Masaki bit back and Nino was sure that he was about to faint he knew that Sho was or at least that was the way that it sounded when the manager said;
“Lo-Lover…What do you mean…Lover?”
“My L-O-V-E-R, lover, the person that I sleep with, the person that I love, my lover…Nino is my lover…” Masaki said very slowly and carefully and Nino wasn’t sure what to make of that. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He didn’t know why Masaki was saying all of that, why he hadn’t just told him that he was just a friend or that they had a contract but for a moment he allowed himself to listen to the words while Sho recovered enough to splutter;
“What…But…How…Who…Why? How long…”
“…I…Don’t know…I’ve always loved Nino…Right since we were young…I didn’t know I was in love with him until…Until a few months ago…I guess…I guess that there has always been a part of me that is Nino centric…And it always has been…” Masaki whispered sounding so convincing that Nino thought he deserved an Oscar or…Or he was genuinely telling the truth. “I know…I know that you…That you thought…That you like me…Nino thinks that I didn’t know…But the truth is…I just wanted to ignore it…I respect you a lot and I didn’t want to lose you as a friend…But…I can’t lie anymore…I love Nino…”
“…I see…” Sho sighed before his voice vanished into levels that he couldn’t hear even when he strained and he sat in the bed waiting for what was going to happen next. His mind was agog with all the things that he had just heard. He couldn’t believe that Masaki had said any of that but there was a small part of him that hoped maybe he was telling the truth. He closed his eyes and leaned into the fluffy pillows finding himself pretending to still be asleep when Masaki came in a few minutes later.
“Still asleep…” He sighed sounding relieved and happy before coming to sit on the edge of the bed. His hand reached up and gently stroking his hair gently with just his fingertips. “You…You are so much trouble…But I wouldn’t change you, my little brat…Wake up so I can actually tell you…That…That I love you too…”
“…Too?” Nino whispered his eyes flying open as his cheeks went a tomato red wondering what he had said that he loved Masaki. It was something that he had thought numerous times but as far as he was aware the words had never left his mouth. Masaki looked startled and then amused his hand moving to brush away the locks of hair out of his eyes. “What…What do you mean…Too?”
“…You told me that you loved me…” Masaki answered softly his finger trailing down his nose to tap at his lips and Nino swallowed, his heart dancing inside his chest unable to believe that this was happening. “Since when?”
“I…Um…I dunno…Not before we started doing it…You were like a brother…” Nino answered honestly unable to do anything else Masaki’s words from earlier buzzing around his mind like hummingbirds. Masaki gave a chuckle and pressed his face ever closer to his staring him in the eyes as he almost rubbed their noses together.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“You…You didn’t tell me either…” Nino pointed out knowing that it was a weak response but his brain wasn’t working properly and he was still half convinced that this was all still a part of a fever dream and he would wake up alone. The only thing that was grounding him at the moment was the ache in his limbs knowing that that wouldn’t be there if it was a dream.
“True…We both made mistakes ne…But luckily it’s not too late…” Masaki chuckled actually rubbing their noses together before sighing and reaching down to take his hands holding them up to his face as he breathed slowly and Nino was positive that he was even more attractive right now looking at him with his beautiful almond eyes and his plump lips saying all the things that he had wished he would say. “You scared me…When you didn’t answer…I…I don’t know what went through my head and then when I came back...Never do that again…If you’re sick tell me…Don’t just go off to school and suffer in silence…I can’t cope with that…”
“…I didn’t know I was sick…Not until I got a headache…What about your job…?” Nino asked remembering Sho and what he had said but Masaki just gave a slow shrug saying;
“There’s always another job, Nino…There’s only one you, ne…”
“The contract…”
“Stuff the contract…I only made that because I…I didn’t think you would love me back…” Masaki growled and Nino felt his lips twitch as he moved his face forward and rested it on his chest. “Sho-san…Might not be coming around for a while…We both said somethings and he agreed that it would be best if I was handed over to another manager for a while…” Nino wished that he could say that he felt guilty but it wasn’t an emotion that he could muster at the moment. “…But…I’m sure he’ll get over it…Do you want a drink?”
“No…Feel sleepy…” Nino admitted falling back into the bed and pulling Masaki down with him “Stay?”
“Of course…” Masaki chuckled rearranging himself on the bed and scooping him up into his arms. Nino sighed once again listening to the gentle sound of his heart beating inside his chest lulling him to sleep. Tomorrow there would be time for questions and answers but no matter what he wanted to be able to enjoy the happiness that a contract had brought.
Author: krystalkatz
rating: nc17
Length: One Shot
Genre: au,
Pairings: Aiba Masaki /Ninomiya Kazunari
Disclaimer: I own the plot
A/N: Another one from the depths of time and space edited and completed J
“Nino…” A desire roughened voice said as a hand slid slowly into his boxer shorts fondling at his cock pumping it slowly while dry humping his leg. Ninomiya Kazunari opened one of his eyes slowly and grumpily looked up at the boy that had just woken him. Another warm sweaty hands were already sneaking its way up under his plain yellow nightshirt to pinch and tweak at his nipples and Nino gave a reluctant moan his back arching into it even though he was still half asleep.
“Masa… Wha…t…You doing…?” He asked between yawns rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand shivering when his nipple was tweaked. It left Nino in little doubt as to what the older boy was hoping for but it still took Nino awhile. He was still struggling with his inner demons about actually wanting to do this with his lifelong friend. Masaki pulled his hand away slowly chewing his lip with more than a trace of uncertainty. His strangely innocent expression was apologetic and Nino smiled quickly grabbing his hand he placed it back under his shirt and then pulled him down into a kiss, biting at the soft lips as they pressed down against his. He sucked on the bottom one as Masaki lightly brushed over his nipple with his thumb this wasn’t love, not on Masaki’s part, he reminds himself slowly, this was just what happened when your best friend discovers that you’re working as a whore.
**Two months earlier**
Nino blew on his hands to keep them warm as he scanned the street looking for a date. Today had been a slow day and he would be lucky if he broke even at the end of the night. It wouldn’t have been so hard if that stupid fucking twink hadn’t stolen his spot on 8th street. It was the spot around where all the bars were and come closing time it was prime hunting ground but some newbie with a pretty face had swooped in. He still could have taken a place but for some reason something had seemed off and he didn’t want to chance it. He had learnt a few months ago to trust his feelings and tonight was one of those times when he wasn’t going to back down on them.
So here he was trawling for ‘dates’ in a slightly less high profile street. It was enough to satisfy his feelings but if he didn’t get any action soon he wasn’t going to be able to satisfy his hunger and his stomach was already starting to make strange noises. When he was a kid he had watched ‘Pretty Woman’ with his sister and best friend at the time he hadn’t understood it was about he just knew that the ending had made both his sister and friend cry with happiness. Now he wanted to call bullshit on the whole thing, there was no Richard Gere and no happy ending, what there were, were blisters on the soles of your feet and the very real danger of being mugged, beaten and/or killed. But when you had exhausted every other option there was no other choice.
He gave a half sigh about to turn around and walk back down the road when he felt somebody watching him. He scanned the area and his eyes fell onto a man nearing, or in, his sixties. He had greying hair and a worn face that had more lines on it than a map but he had an almost pleasant look in his eyes and Nino knew that he could do worse, he had done worse. Making up his mind his eased his way over to the man and made his move.
*~*~*~*~*
Saliva trailed off of his lip and his ‘date’ wiped it away with a lazy thumb smiling down at him with an almost gentle expression on his face, he reminded Nino of his grandfather and it was enough to turn his stomach. Bile rose up in his throat but he pushed it down and flashed a grin.
“How was that pop?” He asked in a cheerful voice and the old man’s grin became lopsided and a little goofy as he took a long filling breath before answering.
“Perfect…You…Do you have anywhere to sleep…Tonight?”
“Are you offering?” Nino said huskily batting his eye lashes the best he could and stroking the flaccid cock in a slow steady motion. There was no way that the old geezer would be up for much more tonight so maybe there was a chance that he could sleep and have a shower before morning.
“…I could…” The old man said with a smile moving in close and then stopping when they heard movement at the end of the alley.
“Kazu…? Kazu is that you?” A high pitched overly optimistic voice shouted and Nino bit back a groan, it was sod’s law that the one and only person that opinion he cared about would catch him in alley his hand on some old guy’s prick. Aiba Masaki must be one of the x-men it was the only way that Nino would be able to explain how he could see him stuffed down the back of an alley. His date had frozen and his breath was coming out in short sharp bursts that had nothing to do with the blow job Nino had just preformed and Nino knew that his room for the night had vanished. “It is you! What are you doing down here at this time…Oh…Um…Eh?”
“Masaki…” Nino said pulling his hand away from the cock and turning to stare at his friend. The date stuffed his wrinkled prick back into his trousers and hurried off as fast as his legs could carry him leaving the two friends to stare at each other in a tense unsettling silence. “Masaki…”
“You…That guy…Huh…?”
“Um…” Nino said lost for words and, he realised to his horror, out of pocket. The old fruit had run off without paying him. “Fuck…”
“Sorry…Um…” Masaki stammered his face going a strangely puce colour.
“No not you…That old fuck…” Nino muttered stamping his feet and brushing his fingers through his hair as he clicked his tongue hating the way the sound carried down the alley “Masa…Um…Buy me a burger and I’ll tell you everything that you need to know, okay?”
*~*Present Day*~*
Nino moaned as Masaki pushed into him with one short, sharp thrust, his cock stretching him painfully as he hadn’t prepared him enough with his fingers. He never did, he was always in a hurry to get to the actual fucking that he didn’t seem to care. Nino never complained though, not now and not that first night. Masaki had accepted him as he was and Nino knew that he had to do the same. He closed his eyes his hands sliding up and down Masaki’s already sweaty back as his friend fucked him roughly without stopping. Why? Nino asked himself as he rocked back and forth, why did I agree to this contract?
**Two Months Earlier**
“So you’ve been working as a whore since…Your parents died?” Masaki asked and Nino flinched at the mention of his family’s death, the pain still cutting him deep. It had been a year since the police officer had delivered the news in the soft, pitying, voice but it hadn’t made it any easier to deal with and every night he would wake up in a cold sweat trying to deal with it. There was also the way Masaki had said ‘whore’ but he couldn’t deny that it was the truth. He gave a nod biting at his hamburger his stomach growling in happiness as the fatty, meat laden juices ran down his throat and stopped the ache that had been there for a few days. “Why…? Why didn’t you come to me? You knew that I would have helped you…”
“I don’t need your money…” Nino muttered darkly, Masaki was a model and Nino knew that he had just recently scored a great deal with an exclusive contract to a big department store here in Tokyo. They had paid half of it up front and even after giving most of it to his parents he still had enough to pay a six month’s rent on an apartment and had some left over.
“You’re selling your body…” Masaki growled his mouth a thin line, and Nino bristled at the way he was being talked down too.
“So do you…”
“I’m a model…I don’t…Do that! That’s disgusting…” Masaki countered and Nino scowled staring down at the burger the taste becoming ash in his mouth. He put it down onto the plate with a soggy thump and glared at his friend about to stand up when a sweaty palm came to rest on his hand. “I’m sorry Nino, I didn’t realise how that sounded…You know I don’t think before I speak!”
“Yeah, I know…” Nino sighed, sinking back into the hard plastic chair and picking up the burger and biting into the meat.
“I’m just worried about you!”
“I know that too…But…It’s not that bad…” Nino lied half tempted to tell him the truth as tears started stinging the back of his eyes.
“You can’t lie to me, Kazu…I know you too well…” Masaki said in a soft tone and Nino sighed chewing on the burger to stop himself from replying. “Um…I…I have an idea…Why…Why don’t we form a contract?”
“A contract…?”
“Well…Um…You need money and a place to stay and well…Um…My contract states that I’m not allowed to have any scandals and well…Eh…Well…”
“You want to pay me to sleep with you?” Nino asked in disbelief his mouth dropping open as he gapped at his blushing friend.
“No, not really…I want to give you the money…But…I know that you wouldn’t like that so…Um…Eh…Ah…Why don’t you agree? They can’t say anything about me helping out a friend, ne? So…Do you agree?”
*~*~**~*Present Day*~*~*~*~*
Nino’s eyes opened slowly and hesitantly he looked around breathing a huge sigh of relief that Masaki wasn’t in the bed with him. Yawning loudly, he stretched out his back flinching at the heat that spread through his passage. The burn was unlike anything that he had experienced for a while and he hoped that tonight Masaki would leave him alone, though he knew that was little more than wishful thinking. With a groan he pulled himself out of bed and headed into the bathroom wincing with each step. He froze when he heard voices in the kitchen and felt trapped. His heart raced against his ribs, he could hear the soft non-too subtle tones of Masaki and the deeper traces of Sakurai Sho, Masaki’s manager. Nino’s eyes narrowed when he heard the pair laughing and he could easily picture the scene of their heads together looking, for want of a better description, perfect together.
Biting at his lips he grabbed a shirt from the chair by the door he screwed up his face when the warm musky scent of Masaki washed over him. The scent filled all of his senses and he breathed deeply for a moment wishing… He pushed the stray though away and ignored the fact that the shirt could do with a wash he pulled it on and stepped out into the kitchen area.
Masaki was sitting on a stool dressed in a pair of shin cropped jeans, which Nino had decided long ago that only he could make sexy, and a lose t-shirt which had slipped down to show the wine stained birthmark that graced his shoulder. In almost all of his publicity shots the birthmark was brushed out and Nino hated that, he found the mark completely beautiful against the creaminess of the rest of his skin. Whenever he saw it he wanted to reach out and touch it with his fingers unable to believe that it wouldn’t have a different texture from the rest of his arm. Nino pulled his gaze away from the mark when Sho pulled the t-shirt up to cover it.
Sho was as devastatingly attractive as ever in a pair of black suit trousers and a blood red shirt. He seemed to almost ooze charm and the picture they created was enough to churn Nino’s stomach. He was only a few years younger than the pair of them but for some reason he felt so much younger.
“Sho-chan…” Masaki giggled happily slapping his manager’s hand away before turning and looking at Nino his eyes widening with shock. “Nino…You’re awake…”
“Yeah…” Nino answered brushing his fingers through his hair uncomfortable under the almost glare of the manager.
“Do you want breakfast?” Masaki asked getting to his feet not noticing anything was wrong, but then again he never did. Nino shook his head giving a small smile
“…I’m going for a shower…”
“And then you should get to school…You can’t spend your life sponging off of other people…” Sho said in a harsher tone than Nino had ever heard him say to him and even Masaki looked shocked before turning to stare at his manager
“Sho-Chan that wasn’t nice, Nino is my best friend…” He said and Nino rolled his eyes shaking his head quickly and walked into the bathroom just as Sho was saying;
“I’m not going to apologise, the more famous you get the more people you’re going to have hanging around you…”
“Nino-chan isn’t like that, I keep telling you that…” Masaki protested and Nino closed the door with a soft slam cutting off anything else that was going to be said. Resting his head against the cold tiles he fought back a choking sob his eyes closing as he let out a shaky breath. This wasn’t a part of their contract he wasn’t meant to fall in love with his best friend.
*~*~*~*~* Two Months earlier*~*~*~*~*
The apartment was bigger than Nino would have expected with two bedrooms, an open plan kitchen and living room which was more tastefully decorated than he would have given his friend credit for. The walls were a soft green with a creamy coloured wood floor and a brown carpet with a splash of multi-coloured swirls in front of an impressively sized TV. The sofa and chairs were also in the same natural brown.
“Um…This is my bedroom… Um…There’s an extra cupboard… Um, eh…you can put your stuff in there…” Masaki said, his voice shaking with nerves as he stroked the front of one of the doors and Nino narrowed his eyes dropping his small pile of belongings onto the chair closest to him. He was feeling just as nervous and he knew that if he had been thinking straight in the café he never would have agreed to this. He loved Aiba; the older boy had always been there for him but the idea of sleeping with him was too foreign and strange that a chill ripped up his spine. He wasn’t even convinced that he was gay; sure he’d done things with men that he was never going to be proud of but he had never felt anything with the men that had touched him or any other man either. It had always been just the means to an end.
“In your room…? I thought the deal was with this contract that we should be… You know …Discreet…” Nino muttered and watched as Masaki gave an almost relieved smile scratching at the back of his neck.
“…You’re right…Um you should put your stuff in the spare room then…Um…About the other part of the contract the…Um…” Masaki’s voice trailed off and Nino knew that he was going to make up some excuse about why they couldn’t sleep together. Nino wasn’t sure if he wanted that at all but he knew for a fact that he wasn’t going to stay here on charity, he wouldn’t be beholden to anyone not even his best friend. “…You are going to sleep with me…I’m not going to stay here if you don’t…”
“…Kazu…Okay…But um…We’ll talk about that later yeah?” Masaki whispered hopefully and Nino gave a nod grabbing his bags and marching into the bedroom his legs feeling as if they had been made from jelly. The room had been white washed with paint and there was a light blue blind in the window, the bed was bare the mattress still had the price tag sticking out of the corner. There was an array of white bedroom furniture with polished mirrors down the front. Taking a breath, he sat down on the bed bouncing on the hardened mattress bouncing up and down a little deciding that this was better than nothing. “Kazu…I’m ordering take away do you want anything in specific?”
*~*~*~*~*
In the end they settled on sushi and ate in front of the TV laughing and joking around like they used too and for a while Nino could convince himself that they weren’t in a strange kind of relationship. After they had eaten he rested his head back against the back of soft his eyes closing and a sigh escaping his throat a hand came to rest on his thigh and his eyes snapped open again looking at Masaki’s worried face.
“Do you want me?” He asked softly bring the hand up to his groin and smiling even though his heart was thumping painfully against his ribs. Masaki squeezed at his cock and nodded slowly his tongue moving slowly over his lips. Nino rocked into the hand a little and then slid down from the sofa settling in between Masaki’s long legs. He glanced up his hands sliding up and down his thighs,
“…Kazu…” Masaki breathed out shakily and Nino gave a nervous smile his hand moving to cup the front of Masaki trousers feeling the weight of his cock. He was already starting to stiffen. Nino pressed his face into the hard crouch and sniffed it before mouthing it through the thin fabric as he brought his hand up to play with the zip.
“I promise that I’ll make you feel good…” He whispered easing the zip down over the bulge and then taking the top of the trousers tugging them down glad that Masaki lifted his hips to help him ease them down. The boxers followed quickly and soon Nino found himself faced with a hot heavy cock that was flushed and dripping with pre-cum. Nino sucked in a lungful of air and then released it slowly over the hot tip, his eyes fixed on Masaki’s face. His friend’s eyes had already snapped closed and his knuckles were white as he gripped the cushions that were either side of him. Nino gave a more relaxed smile and lapped at the head focusing on rubbing at the slit and tasting the hot sticky cum.
This was the first time he had ever performed oral without a layer of latex and if he was perfectly honest the taste was enough to turn his stomach. Pulling his eyes away from Masaki’s face he closed them and focused all his efforts on not throwing up as he closed his lips around the hot head and sucked deeply. Masaki’s hips bucked with more force than he was expecting forcing the cock in to hit at the back of his throat against his tonsils and Nino forced himself not to gag at the strange sensation. His bobbed his head back easing the cock out a bit while continuing to suck and lap wanting him to come quickly.
Masaki’s breathing had become heavy gasps that filled the room and blocked out the sounds of the TV and Nino brought a hand to grip at the base around the balls while he worked on the tip sucking it like it was a lolly pop. Long fingers came to pull his hair by the roots and tears formed in Nino’s eyes but he didn’t stop either his mouth or his hand on the penis. Masaki’s hips were bucking wildly now until he was almost fucking his face and Nino felt his balls tighten and then there was a loud howling shout of his name as he came his hot salty cum pouring down his throat. Nino sucked and swallowed his hand still pumping until the cock started to soften and Masaki sank into the sofa looking completely boneless. Nino released him and then sat back on his heels surprised when he looked down at himself to find that a sizeable tent had formed in his trousers. That had never happened before.
*~*~*~*Present Day*~*~*~**~
“Nino, Sho-chan he didn’t mean what he said…” Masaki said softly as he drove him to school later that day and Nino sighed tugging at the seatbelt around his chest feeling like it was a straightjacket.
“Yes he did…And the reason that he said it is because he likes you…” Nino muttered wondering how his friend could be so dense. Masaki let out a startled sound in his throat and Nino rolled his eyes “Don’t even try to pretend you don’t realise…”
“I don’t…Why would he I mean…Eh? He’s just my manager…” Masaki gasped looking completely shocked and there was a faint blush on his cheeks.
“He’s also completely crazy about you…” Nino mumbled adding ‘who wouldn’t be?’ in the private part of his mind, the same part of his mind that he had told Masaki that he loved him a 100 times. He was aware that his tone was sulky and he turned to look out of the window watching the cars. Masaki seemed too shocked to say anything and the rest of the drive. When they arrived at the gate of the school Nino tried to unbuckle the seatbelt as quickly as he could. He grabbed his bag from the foot well and tried to get out of the car as quickly as he could he was half way through the gate when Masaki called out to him. “What’s up?”
“Here…” Masaki murmured softly taking some notes out of his pocket and Nino felt his heart twist as he took them, payment for last night, he forced a tight smile onto his face stuffing the money into his pocket and then nodding his head.
“I’ll see you later…” He said as brightly as he could force out about to run off when his friend grabbed his bag tightly and pulled him back.
“Ah…I meant to tell you them I’m going away to the beach…I won’t be back for four days…” Masaki told him as he let him go and Nino blinked nodding slowly “Um make sure you eat okay?”
“Yeah…I’m not a baby, Masa…Geez…” Nino groaned rolling his eyes though he couldn’t deny that his friends concern sent happy waves of pleasure through him.
“Yeah but you don’t eat if I don’t prompt you…And you’re already looking pale…Are you sure that you’re okay?” Masaki asked placing a hand on his forehead and Nino rolled his eyes pulling out of the touch when he became aware of people looking at them with strange expressions on their faces. They were meant to be being discreet but Masaki seemed to be getting bolder by the day and if they weren’t careful their contract would be pointless.
“I’m fine…Jeez…You don’t have to baby me…” Nino hissed moving away from his friend and turning on his heel he marched into the school yard ignoring the shouts. He hurried into the building breathing a loud sigh of relief.
The day seemed to drag by slowly and Nino had to admit that by lunch time his head was aching and he was starting to feel tired and run down. He was unable to focus on the books in front of him and by mid-afternoon his teacher sent him to the nurse. The nurse was a short pudgy middle aged man with a weak moustache and sporting a very obvious comb over. His nose was overly large and supported a pair of tiny gold rimmed glasses that made it look even bigger.
“You have a fever…” He said and Nino groaned attempting to roll his eyes though the action made him feel dizzy and he sagged back into the seat. “I recommend that you go home and get some bed rest…You have someone at home…?”
“…Yes…” Nino muttered softly, his voice groggy and his throat feeling like it was closing up. He was used to being on his own and he couldn’t ring Masaki he had to work. The teacher stared at him down his long nose; he looked like he knew that he was lying but he just let out a sigh.
“Okay, bed rest and plenty of fluids…” he said clapping his hands together and Nino nodded slowly sagging a little. His head felt like it was ten seconds from exploding and nausea had started rippling around him. “I think that I should phone your guardian…”
“No, a taxi…I’ll get a taxi…” Nino croaked out quickly and the nurse’s eyes narrowed just slightly “My guardian will be at work until 4, I’ll go home and sleep until then…”
“Okay…Wait there and I shall call you a taxi…” The nurse said and Nino gave a nod his eyes closing even before the man had left. His face felt like it was on fire and every muscle in his body was aching and he wanted to get into bed and sleep. He wanted to feel Masaki’s arm around him and to tell him it was okay in that irritatingly soft high pitched voice. He tried to push that thought away, knowing that that was the action of lovers not a whore. “Ninomiya…Ninomiya come on I’ll take you home…”
“Un…?” Nino whimpered trying to push his eyes open his head growing fuzzier. The nurse was giving him a small smile waving some keys in front of his face.
“I don’t trust you getting home in a taxi…I’ll drop you off…Come on…”
The journey back to Masaki’s was a blur that Nino barely remembered and he was glad when they reached the apartment. As soon as he walked inside Nino pulled the sweat soaked shirt from his body and threw it into the corner of the room and flopped down on to the sofa his eyes closing tightly.
*~*~*~*~*
“Kazu…Kazu…What the hell…?” Masaki shouted and Nino tried to look up at him even though his throat hurt with each movement. He had tried to gulp back some of the drool that had gathered in his thought only for it to feel like he was scraping it with sand paper. “How long have you been sick?”
“Uhm…Uhn…” Nino rasped out trying to tell him that he didn’t know he had been sick and ask why he was here when he was meant to be at work. His vocal cords didn’t seem to want to work and his when he tried a shiver raced through his body.
“You didn’t answer the phone so I got worried and came back…I didn’t think that you would look like you’ve been bitten by a zombie…” Masaki said sitting down on the floor beside him and gently placed a cold hand on his forehead. Nino moaned and Masaki let out a hiss pulling his phone out of his pocket
“Wha-…Do…” Nino croaked each letter causing him to feel like there was a length of barbwire in his throat slicing him open and ripping him apart.
“I’m getting a doctor…” Masaki answered and then dodged his hand as Nino tried to grab the phone. His hand was weak and didn’t feel as if it belonged to him. It flopped back down onto the bed almost smacking him in the face “Nino-chan you need a doctor…” Masaki said a soothing hand moving over his face. Masaki sweated a lot so it was normal for people to think that he had a warm touch. In fact, the opposite was true and his touch was almost like ice and right now it was soothing. Nino moaned into the touch tilting his face this way and that to get him to touch him in different places. “Does that feel better?”
“Un…Ysss…” He choked out his eyes closing as Masaki gave a small laugh turning his mobile onto speaker before putting it down on the side and placing both hands on his face. The dull hum of the ring tone burned into to his head causing a dull ache that seemed to collect behind the eyes. It stopped pretty quickly but Nino could still hear it. The shivers were back and only increased when he heard the gruff voice of Sho from the speaker
“Masaki-chan, is everything okay?”
“Sho-chan…I need the number for a doctor…” Masaki said sounding panicked, his voice trembling a little and Nino tried to tell him that he was okay. A groan slipped from his lips.
“Why has something happened? Are you okay?”
“No, I’m fine…It’s Nino-chan…” Masaki said kissed Nino’s forehead his hands not stopping on his face and Nino purred at the attention.
“Oh…why what’s up with him?” Sho grumbled his tone changing completely.
“He looks like he’s dying…” Masaki wailed and Nino groaned as the sound sliced into his head. He closed his eyes again leaning back against the nook of the sofa. “Hang on little Nino-chan…”
“Mas…Love…You…”
*~*~*~*~*~* Four weeks earlier~*~*~*~*~*~*
Nino couldn’t pin point a time or a day when his love for Masaki changed from brothers and friendship to something bigger but he suspected that it was the first time they made love. It was almost a month after he and Masaki had formed their contract and things, though strained at times, seemed to be going better than he would have imagined. Every night he would either suck or wank Masaki off and every morning the model would pay him. At all other times their contract was never discussed and it was like when they were younger. He did sleep in his bed most nights, but Masaki just used him like a full body pillow or a teddy bear hugging him as he went to sleep.
They were in the bed now, naked and already sweaty with Masaki on his back as Nino placed gentle kisses over his body his hands moving down to cup and stroke at the cock, which was as always bigger than Nino would have thought possible. He was glad that so far Masaki had made no attempt to have sex with him as he wasn’t positive that it would fit inside his hole. Just as he was about to take the large, strangely beautiful, penis in hand Masaki grabbed his arms and pushed him away
“No…Kazu…Let me please you…” Masaki whispered softly startling him and pulling him out of the thoughts of being impaled on Masaki’s cock. He was pushed into a sitting position with one leg tucked under the other his hands resting on his knees.
“This isn’t about me…” Nino muttered trying, and failing, to hide his erection and the effect Masaki’s words had had on him. He was still finding it difficult that he was reacting at all.
“…I’m paying…I get to do what I want…” Masaki told him stubbornly his hand moving up and down his bare thigh to brush at his balls causing them to jump and his cock to throb painfully. “…I want to suck on you the way you do on me…I can do it Nino-chan…I promise I won’t bite you…” the model whispered walking his fingers up Nino’s length until they reached the tip and then he circled the circumference his thumb brushing the soaking slit. Nino’s eyes closed at the pleasant, overwhelming sensations that were spreading out over his body. Even his nipples had become painfully hard and he gasped when Masaki’s hot tongue swiped over them.
Masaki’s hand closed around the cock as tightly as he could make it and then stroked. Slowly and hard, his finger nails scraping the skin. He would have shouted out but it only added to the pleasure and Nino gripped at the bed sheets as Masaki’s mouth licked a trail up his breast bone up into the hallow of his neck and then finally coming to rest on his Adam’s apple where he bit down playfully before finishing the path and attacking his mouth with a demanding kiss, sucking on his tongue and biting at his lips. Masaki’s other hand was on his back moving down to the line of his buttocks but stopping at the dimples in the small of his back as he pulled out of the kiss to grin goofily at him his perfectly straight teeth reminding Nino vaguely of the Cheshire cat in Alice in wonderland. “Please let me try…If you don’t like it…You can tell me to stop…”
“You make it sound like you’ve never done it before…”
“I haven’t…” Masaki told him pushing him down onto the bed his cold hands resting on his hips as they gave him a slow sensual massage. Nino tried to scoff but the look of absolute truth in the models face stopped him “Nino-chan is the only guy I’ve ever been with…”
“You mean…You’re not gay?”
“…I dunno…But I like being with Nino-chan…” Masaki said with a shrug, stopping all questions by dipping down and taking Nino’s whole length into his mouth and sucking deeply. Nino bucked as Masaki licked the penis in a long, steady, slow strip from ball sack up to the tip. His mouth still loosely closed around it, he wasn’t sure what he was meant to do or how to act. This was his first time on the receiving end of a blow job and he had never expected it to feel this good.
He wanted to hump into the hot mouth but the cold hands on his waist were holding him down in a gentle but firm grip. Masaki’s sucks were tentative at first, hesitant but they soon became more forceful as his head began bobbing backwards and forwards. It was hard to believe that this was Masaki’s first time sucking dick but a small, still coherent, part of Nino’s brain was telling him that he was just copying the things that Nino had performed on him and he believed it when he hollowed out his cheeks sucking deeply while fondling the balls with his left hand.
There was a loud sound of slurping and moaning as Masaki drank down his cum his tongue rippling his tongue around the length. There was a small hum released from Masaki’s throat and it vibrated through his cock and Nino moaned loudly, his fingers almost breaking as they twisted in the sheets. His body was straining with the effort of trying to hump and he almost sang with happiness when Masaki loosened his grip and he could move with a little freedom. He bucked his hips, sending his cock up and into his friend’s mouth as Masaki gripped and pinched almost painfully at his buttocks.
He could hear himself panting and moaning Masaki’s name as is once hesitant actions grew bolder and his frantic thrusting became uncontrollable. Masaki seemed to be enjoying himself though as he took the penis in all the way down to the root and Nino could feel the head of his cock pressing against his throat before Masaki pulled back humming before repeating, over and over again his wicked tongue swirling wickedly at the tip. Without warning Nino came, his hot seed spilling down the models throat, he was expecting Masaki to choke and gag the way he had after his first time without a condom but Masaki just swallowed his mouth not moving from the penis until he had gotten every last drop. Nino continued to spasm lightly and then he sagged panting as he watched Masaki push himself into a seated position smiling down at him with a dribble of cum on his lower lip.
Panting Nino lifted his weak arm up to wipe at the other man’s mouth surprised when Masaki caught it and kissed the palm his eyes flashing with happiness and uncertainty.
“How was that?”
“Umm…Okay…” Nino said when he wanted to use words like ‘amazing, spectacular, brilliant’. Masaki let out a breathy laugh and then lent down to kiss him. Nino froze for a moment with the salty cum stained lips pressing against his but then relaxed into it. It was a strange thing to taste your own cum on someone else’s lips but it wasn’t completely unpleasant and he wrapped his arms around Masaki’s neck.
“Nino-chan…Can I…I want…To take you…” Masaki said as he broke the kiss his penis rubbing against his thigh and after gulping down some air Nino nodded slowly
“You’re paying me, remember? You can do whatever you like…” he said thankful that his nerves didn’t show through. Masaki nodded pulling away and going to the bedside table and pulling a bottle of hand lotion from the drawer.
Nino guided him in making sure that he had applied enough lube and the lay back lift his hips and waiting. The cold of Masaki’s fingers only intensified the cold of the lube and Nino felt like he had been scorched by the cold of his fingers as the circled his hole four times lightly, gathering more and more pressure with each pass of the hole. Nino let his eyes fall closed as Masaki’s fingers finally breeched his inside. There was discomfort at first and Nino breathed shallowly to counteract it
“Nino-chan…Is this okay?” Masaki asked, uncertainty dripping from each word and Nino nodded panting a little.
“Yeah…Keep going…” He whispered. Masaki did as he was told easing in the fingers slowly and preparing him as quickly but as gently as possible and Nino guessed that what little patience the man had had was wearing thin. Nino tried to relax his muscles as much as possible and then he gasped out “…You can put it in now…”
Masaki’s fingers were pulled out and then pushed back in a few times the tips just brushing over his spot and pulling out soft whines and moans before they pulled out completely and Masaki wiped them on the bed before he repositioned himself. The head of his cock resting against Nino’s hole his arms supporting his legs. Nino took a few breaths through his nose as he braced himself for the fat head to enter him and he was almost surprised when Masaki pressed a kiss on his lips as he pushed in slowly. Nino could feel his muscles giving way under the heavy pressure of Masaki’s cock and he kept his eyes closed until he heard their skin slapping together and felt his balls resting against him, hotter than any other part of his skin.
Huffing out short sharp breaths Nino tried to adjust to the overwhelming stretch and heat that was inside of him, it was so much more painful than the fingers or any of the other men that had had him but at the same time so much sweeter and Nino could feel his body reacting, even if it was only dimly. He wrapped his arms around Masaki’s neck deepening the kiss as he rocked him back and forth telling him that it was okay for him to move.
Masaki was a little slow on the uptake but eventually he caught on and he withdrew to the tip and then slammed back home with a loud slapping of skin. There was very little class or skill to the movements but Nino liked the jerk nature of them and the way that they made him feel a perfect mix of pain and pleasure. It took his friend a long time to get the angle just right but when he did he continued to hit that spot over and over until Nino was almost weeping with submission. His cock was hard and throbbing again and Masaki had soon taken it his hand and was pumping in time with the erratic thrusts. It felt like only minutes since they had begun but he could already feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, Masaki too was panting and groaning, sweat dripping from his face as his hair clung to him.
“Ai…ba…” he panted rocking his own hips and clenching his muscles trying to give him more and Masaki let out a whine his hips moving faster and harder. The bed mattress squeaked and protested at their actions as the feet scrapped along the floor adding to the sounds of their pants and moans. Nino felt it as his balls tighten again and he clenched his arse muscles as tightly as he could just manage to tip Masaki over the edge first became hard for the second time that night.
Nino let out an unfm as Masaki sagged on top of him his lips finding their way to his neck and he gave light kisses to the patch of skin there. His passage felt like he had had a broom up there and he was positive that his ribs were about to break from the weight but Nino didn’t think that he had felt as happy, safe and warm as he did in that moment.
*~*~*~*~*Present Day*~*~*~*~*~*
Nino pulled himself out of his dream confused as to where he was and what he was doing. It took him a stupidly long amount of time to realise that he was in his and Masaki’s shared bedroom and that the model was sleeping beside him. The man was bare from the waist up and Nino was pressed against his chest while his long gangly arms around him so snugly that it felt as though he was afraid to let him go. Nino sighed piecing together the events of what had happened before wondering why Masaki was here and why he wasn’t at the beach. He took a moment to try and free himself from the warm arms but his body still felt weak and in the end he gave up after only a mild effort and he flopped down beside him allowing himself to enjoy the sound of his heart beat before he was lulled back to sleep.
The next time he woke he was alone in the bed and he could hear slightly raised voices coming from the living room. One of them was clearly Masaki and it took him only a second to realise that the second voice was Sho and he was the one that seemed to be the angriest of the two at that moment.
“Masaki you were meant to be going to the beach this weekend…” Sho said his voice a lot angrier than he had ever heard him before but Masaki didn’t appear to be phased by it. His voice was slightly scratchy but he was sticking to his guns as he replied;
“…And I said that I was sorry but Nino…”
“Nino is a grown man…”
“He’s still in school!” Masaki growled and Nino flinched back in the bed positive that he had never heard his friend this angry either “And that’s beside the point! He was sick and I wasn’t going to leave him all alone…”
“Masaki I love that you want to look after your friend…”
“He’s not just my friend! He’s my lover!” Masaki bit back and Nino was sure that he was about to faint he knew that Sho was or at least that was the way that it sounded when the manager said;
“Lo-Lover…What do you mean…Lover?”
“My L-O-V-E-R, lover, the person that I sleep with, the person that I love, my lover…Nino is my lover…” Masaki said very slowly and carefully and Nino wasn’t sure what to make of that. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He didn’t know why Masaki was saying all of that, why he hadn’t just told him that he was just a friend or that they had a contract but for a moment he allowed himself to listen to the words while Sho recovered enough to splutter;
“What…But…How…Who…Why? How long…”
“…I…Don’t know…I’ve always loved Nino…Right since we were young…I didn’t know I was in love with him until…Until a few months ago…I guess…I guess that there has always been a part of me that is Nino centric…And it always has been…” Masaki whispered sounding so convincing that Nino thought he deserved an Oscar or…Or he was genuinely telling the truth. “I know…I know that you…That you thought…That you like me…Nino thinks that I didn’t know…But the truth is…I just wanted to ignore it…I respect you a lot and I didn’t want to lose you as a friend…But…I can’t lie anymore…I love Nino…”
“…I see…” Sho sighed before his voice vanished into levels that he couldn’t hear even when he strained and he sat in the bed waiting for what was going to happen next. His mind was agog with all the things that he had just heard. He couldn’t believe that Masaki had said any of that but there was a small part of him that hoped maybe he was telling the truth. He closed his eyes and leaned into the fluffy pillows finding himself pretending to still be asleep when Masaki came in a few minutes later.
“Still asleep…” He sighed sounding relieved and happy before coming to sit on the edge of the bed. His hand reached up and gently stroking his hair gently with just his fingertips. “You…You are so much trouble…But I wouldn’t change you, my little brat…Wake up so I can actually tell you…That…That I love you too…”
“…Too?” Nino whispered his eyes flying open as his cheeks went a tomato red wondering what he had said that he loved Masaki. It was something that he had thought numerous times but as far as he was aware the words had never left his mouth. Masaki looked startled and then amused his hand moving to brush away the locks of hair out of his eyes. “What…What do you mean…Too?”
“…You told me that you loved me…” Masaki answered softly his finger trailing down his nose to tap at his lips and Nino swallowed, his heart dancing inside his chest unable to believe that this was happening. “Since when?”
“I…Um…I dunno…Not before we started doing it…You were like a brother…” Nino answered honestly unable to do anything else Masaki’s words from earlier buzzing around his mind like hummingbirds. Masaki gave a chuckle and pressed his face ever closer to his staring him in the eyes as he almost rubbed their noses together.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“You…You didn’t tell me either…” Nino pointed out knowing that it was a weak response but his brain wasn’t working properly and he was still half convinced that this was all still a part of a fever dream and he would wake up alone. The only thing that was grounding him at the moment was the ache in his limbs knowing that that wouldn’t be there if it was a dream.
“True…We both made mistakes ne…But luckily it’s not too late…” Masaki chuckled actually rubbing their noses together before sighing and reaching down to take his hands holding them up to his face as he breathed slowly and Nino was positive that he was even more attractive right now looking at him with his beautiful almond eyes and his plump lips saying all the things that he had wished he would say. “You scared me…When you didn’t answer…I…I don’t know what went through my head and then when I came back...Never do that again…If you’re sick tell me…Don’t just go off to school and suffer in silence…I can’t cope with that…”
“…I didn’t know I was sick…Not until I got a headache…What about your job…?” Nino asked remembering Sho and what he had said but Masaki just gave a slow shrug saying;
“There’s always another job, Nino…There’s only one you, ne…”
“The contract…”
“Stuff the contract…I only made that because I…I didn’t think you would love me back…” Masaki growled and Nino felt his lips twitch as he moved his face forward and rested it on his chest. “Sho-san…Might not be coming around for a while…We both said somethings and he agreed that it would be best if I was handed over to another manager for a while…” Nino wished that he could say that he felt guilty but it wasn’t an emotion that he could muster at the moment. “…But…I’m sure he’ll get over it…Do you want a drink?”
“No…Feel sleepy…” Nino admitted falling back into the bed and pulling Masaki down with him “Stay?”
“Of course…” Masaki chuckled rearranging himself on the bed and scooping him up into his arms. Nino sighed once again listening to the gentle sound of his heart beating inside his chest lulling him to sleep. Tomorrow there would be time for questions and answers but no matter what he wanted to be able to enjoy the happiness that a contract had brought.
The End
A/N: And another one done and dusted XD I really hope that this was okay ^_^
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Date: 2016-07-05 11:08 am (UTC)I don't remember this story but once I start reading it (later) then I'll probably recall it XD
I did enjoy messed up and that other story you also finished~
Thank you for all your hard work~
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Date: 2016-07-05 11:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-05 02:36 pm (UTC)yay Krys, thank you for finishing them ^^
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Date: 2016-07-05 05:01 pm (UTC)You told me that you could have write something for my BD, ne.
As soon as I open my LJ and you pop up with the fanfics this one is perfect...even if it is not for my BD, you read my mind!!!
I have a soft spot for Aimiya...^O^.
Love it how both of them live each other but not brave enough to tell each other! The angst and then happy ending.
AWESOME!! You are awesome! ~^O^~
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Date: 2016-07-07 01:38 am (UTC)Wow another one done! YAY!!!
I enjoy reading this thank u so much!