the kink bingo collection von novembermond ((j-rock part)) ================================================================================ Kapitel 1: sunrise (temperature play) ------------------------------------- hallo. dachte ich stelle halt mal meine bingo sachen hier rein. ist leider alles englisch, weil so nun mal die regeln der challenges sind. As per popular vote, this one features Hiroto. :D pairing: Aki (SID)xHiroto (Alice Nine) square: temperature play warnings: see square, too tame, innocent Hiroto lenghth: 500+ The night air was slightly chilly, but not enough to make Hiroto want to go back inside. They were sitting outside on Hiroto’s balcony, a table with almost forgotten Whisky glasses in between them, the ice cubes melting slowly. “Less than an hour until sunrise”, Aki said, cigarette smoke streaming from his mouth. “You still not tired?” Hiroto shook his head. “You thought I was going to fall asleep and then you could carry me back inside and sleep as well, didn’t you?” Aki gave a throaty laugh. “You said that.” The small guitarist turned to look at his friend in the dim light. He was about to ask him if he was cold, because he could see Aki’s erect nipples, but then the nipple piercing distracted Hiroto. “Did it hurt?” he blurted out. “Uh?” Aki looked down, following Hiroto’s gaze. “Oh that. Hurt like fuck.” He gave a dreamy smile which didn’t match his words at all. “Then why would you do it if it gives you pain?” “It’s the good kind of pain, you see.” Hiroto didn’t see. Aki laughed at the other one’s knitted eyebrows. “You’re so innocent and cute.” “Shut up. You sound like Shou!” Hiroto got enough of that teasing from his own band. “Aw. Do you want me to show you?” Aki got up from his seat and straddled Hiroto. The guitarist’s skeptical gaze was met with a reassuring smile. “Not gonna harm you, promise.” A short kiss distracted Hiroto from whatever else Aki was doing as his tee was shoved up and suddenly there was a sharp hot pain on Hiroto’s chest. It lasted only a heartbeat and by the time Hiroto had flinched away there was only a vague memory left. Aki took a drag of the cigarette he’d almost burned Hiroto with. “It’s enough to pump adrenalin through your body, but not enough to hurt you. And then…” He reached for the glass and fished a half melted ice cube out. “This.” He dragged the cube over Hiroto’s chest. “Oh!” Hiroto was too busy with the sensations going through his body to come up with much of an answer, but Aki didn’t seem to expect one anyway. He chuckled. “Like it?” He removed the guitarists’ shirt for better access. After some more melting ice and a few flicks of ash, Hiroto was sure he liked it very much. The bulge in his pants was definite proof of it. He gave Aki some sloppy kisses to show his appreciation. Behind Aki, the first sun rays were appearing, slowly tinting the dark blue lighter. Hiroto had planned to make pictures of it, but Aki was sufficiently distracting. “I’m amazed how you can make a perversion of anything in your reach.” Hiroto mumbled. He had thought playing around with pleasurable pain would involve hitting with a whip or something like that. Aki was always good for a surprise. “Oh, this is nothing, really.” Aki gave him a broad grin. “Is that so? Because, you know, I have this foot massager thingy in my bedroom and we could warm up a bit inside after the sunrise…” Well, sometimes Hiroto was also good for a surprise. ~the end~ haha reappearance of the foot massager! by now it's the sixth band member. yeah this was so hard to write. I rewrote it three times which is why it took so long and I'm still not satisfied. anyway! temperature square filled. I had to stop there, because if we went further with the foot massager it might have missed the theme you see. ^^" Kapitel 2: breath play ---------------------- square: breathplay pairing: Keiyuu/Nao/Tora bands: Tokyo High Black (or Kra, Kagrra, Alice Nine) so the Nao in this is not Alice Nine's Nao, it's Kagrra,s. warnings: breathplay (duh!), threesome, D/s wordcount: 1000+ Tora cringed at the glare Keiyuu greeted him with. Next to the small singer, Nao was smiling and waving at Tora, a mischievous look on his face, as always. It had been Kagrra,’s bassist who called Tora in for a “creative meeting” and of course Tora came. He came every time, and even though he wouldn’t admit it to anyone outside of this room, he loved it. Well, at least afterwards he usually did. Right now he was anxious. What made Keiyuu so angry? Tora got down on his knees and bowed. Slow and graceful movements, he thought, try to please him, he likes graceful. “You’ve been a bad kitty!” “I’m sorry!” it broke out of Tora, before he had a chance to think about it. “Yes? What are you sorry for?” “Uhm…” Of course Keiyuu would immediately catch this mistake on Tora’s part. He had absolutely no clue what he was to be sorry about. “Clearly he’s sorry for not knowing what he did to upset you”, Nao chimed in. Still on his knees and facing the floor, Tora nodded vigorously. Keiyuu snorted. “Well then; Naoran, since you have so much experience with having been a bad boy, maybe you should help the kitten?” Nao slipped from his place on the couch and knelt down next to Tora. Even though Nao was a submissive right out of the book, his movements were always fluid and sure of himself, like he owned the space he moved around in. His lips graced Tora’s earlobe as he whispered: “I apologize for being a bad pet and reacting without thinking beforehand.” Then the bassist and singer paused and Tora repeated the sentence. Nao’s mouth so near to him made him horny. He wanted to fuck Nao hard. He wanted to be fucked hard by Nao. Then the other whispered again: “Please tell me what I did wrong so I know to avoid it in the future and be a better pet for you.” Tora repeated it aloud, color creeping up in his cheeks. “You want to know what you did?” Keiyuu asked. “Please.” Tora pleaded. “You really don’t know?” “No.” Keiyuu sighed. He reached out to the laptop sitting on the coffee table. One second later Tora’s voice told the audience: “I’m not gay!” His face, hidden beneath big sunglasses and hair, looked down, embarrassed. Then the scene replayed. The Tora on screen kept on insisting that he wasn’t gay, right in front of the two men he had sex with. The real Tora on the floor blanched. “I’m sorry! I’m really sorry, it was a live broadcast and I didn’t know what to say…” He was rambling again. He was rambling far too often for someone who moderated his own show. “So sorry…” Arms circled around Tora, holding him tight. “We all live with the same restrictions”, Keiyuu said. “Yet, being denied like this hurts. Are you ready for your punishment?” “Yes.” Tora’s voice was hoarse. He was ready, he craved it. “Then go to the bathroom and undress.” The bathroom? What did Keiyuu have planned? Tora nodded, got up – slowly, carefully – and did as he was told. The bathroom was dark and elegant, more western style, but not overdone. As Tora took his clothes off and folded them, he realized the tub was already filled to the brim. There was no steam, so it was not hot. Tora hoped fervently that it wasn’t cold either, since he would probably end up in it. “I see you’ve found your destination.” Keiyuu said behind him. Both singers had come in behind Tora. While the smaller one rolled his shirtsleeves up, Nao shed all of his clothes and dropped them carelessly on the floor next to Tora’s carefully folded pile. Afterwards he glided towards the rug in front of the tub and lounged on it, there was no other word to describe it. He looked much more like a cat than Chicken usually did, Tora mused. “Kneel in front of the tub.” Tora gulped, but he did it. He kneeled right before Nao, who started to grope Tora’s thigh. At the same time Keiyuu’s hand caressed the guitarist’s hair. “Last chance to back out”, he said. Tora shook his head. Like hell was he going to back out now! He was already half hard from the situation alone and nothing had happened yet. And before Tora had the chance to take a deep breath, Keiyuu was already pushing his head forward, to the tub and into the water. Weird enough, Tora’s first thought upon hitting the water was, oh good, it’s not cold, it’s nice and warm. Only the next was: Can’t breathe! And even though he knew Keiyuu wouldn’t ever let him come to harm, he felt panic seeping in and started to thrash around. It was surely just a few seconds until Keiyuu pulled Tora’s head out of the water again, but it had felt like minutes. Tora was gasping for air, enjoying the way it filled his lungs, even the taste of it, something he never even noticed otherwise. He felt slightly dizzy. “This was for your first insincere apology.” Keiyuu said. “Get in.” Still lightheaded, Tora struggled to climb into the tub. Nao tried to help him, but ended up being more in the way than helpful. But then, maybe he wasn’t trying to help and just groping Tora happily. When Tora finally sat in the luxurious bathtub, Nao climbed in after him, settling down on top of Tora, sliding up and down his body, teasing Tora’s now fully erect cock. Moaning, Tora gave in to the pleasure, stretching out in the warm water – how often did he have a chance to be in a bathtub big enough for him, anyway – and kissed Nao. “It was custom made for Yasuno.” Well, that explained it… Wait, how had Keiyuu known what he was thinking? “I said it aloud, didn’t I?” “Mhm”, Nao agreed and kissed Tora some more. “And this is for denying what you are”, Keiyuu’s voice rang half a second before Tora was completely pushed under water by two pairs of hands. The longer strands of his hair were floating around him, obscuring his view. His lungs started to burn with the need to breathe, his head felt light again and his cock was harder than ever, how sick was that? Black spots joined the black strands of hair in his view and Tora was sure he couldn’t endure this any longer. And this was the exact moment the other two pulled him put again. The movement pushed him against Nao, who reached down and guided Tora’s cock against his opening. All Tora could do was gasp for air and feel as pleasure raked through his body. It felt only natural to reach out for Keiyuu, undo his pants and try to please him with his mouth as good as he could – still panting – while Nao rode him until they all came in a wet mess. “This is you.” Keiyuu said. “No”, Tora countered. “This is us.” ### oh god this was so hard to write. XD Kapitel 3: wild card (teasing) ------------------------------ Aoi geht ja in letzter zeit verdächtig oft mit Kazuki essen und/oder darts spielen. XD bands: the GazettE, Screw characters/pairing: Uruha/Kazuki/Aoi square: Wild Card, chosen kink: teasing warnings: threesome, bad words. :3 Aoi stormed off to the balcony for a smoke. Now that was topping everything; they had scared him out of his very own home! And what for? A fucking Darts machine? Was it Aoi’s fault he liked to play? And that Kazuki just happened to like it, too? But noooo, trust Uruha to make an elephant out of nothing and Kazuki to take him up on it, and now the two were having a pissing contest in the middle of Aoi’s living room. During his tactical retreat Aoi had heard screamed words such as “mine” and “bitch”. He winced. So maybe Aoi liked having the attention of other guitarists and being the center of all, but this was too much for him. He had undermined the diva-ness of both Uruha and Kazuki. After a while it got silent inside. Aoi shuddered but not because of the cold night air. What if one diva guitarist had killed the other? How would he tell the management? He went inside, steeled to witness a bloodbath. Instead, he found Uruha and Kazuki snuggling on the couch. Aoi rubbed his eyes. No, this wasn’t Uruha holding a lifeless body; this was Uruha hugging Kazuki to himself while Kazuki nuzzled his neck. “Oh look, he’s back!” Uruha smiled his sinful smile. Kazuki looked up. “So.” Aoi said helplessly. “You’re not fighting anymore, great, haha.” He was edging sideways, towards the door. “Nope.” Kazuki gave a bright smile. “We decided to share you! I get you Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday; and Uruha-sempai gets you Monday, Wednesday and Friday.” “On Sunday you’re allowed to rest your sore ass.” Uruha’s grin was downright feral. “You’re kidding me, right?” This was too crazy. They shook their heads. “Uhm, and don’t I get a say in this?” “Does he get a say in this, Zuki-kun?” “No. He played with me and cheated on you.” “What? Yes I played with you! Darts!” Aoi pointed at his new Darts machine. “And you!” He pointed at his fellow band member. “You are not my boyfriend! I cannot cheat on you!” “Oh.” Uruha displayed his infamous pout. “I guess he doesn’t want us.” “Well, we can’t force him, can we?” Kazuki pondered. “No, we can’t.” Uruha agreed. “Well, then, we’ll have to have fun all alone.” He leaned closer towards the Screw guitarist and kissed him softly on the lips. In turn, Kazuki moaned and deepened the kiss. His hand stroked Uruha’s tigh. Aoi’s throat was getting dry. The other two proceeded to put on quite a show. “Guys. Guys! I’m still here. This is still my place, you know!” They broke apart, lips swollen and cheeks flushed. “Oh, my mistake. We’ll leave right away.” Uruha said absentmindedly. “I think I’ll let you wear my hot pants, I bet they look stunning on you, Kazuki-kun. It’s a pity though; I’d have liked to have another person with us. We’re so similar; being with you is a bit like fucking myself.” Kazuki giggled at that. “You’re too generous, sempai. Know what? I’ll call Manabu-kun. He’ll jump at the chance, I know he will.” “Waaaiiit a second, stop!” Aoi screeched. “You’re replacing me with Manabu?” “He’s cute.” Uruha said. “Well, I’m cute!” Aoi countered. “Say.” Uruha breathed, touching a finger to his full lips and then dragging it down his chin and throat. “Have you changed your mind?” Aoi gulped. Kazuki and Uruha. Kazuki and Uruha with Manabu? “What if I have?” “We should give him a chance, sempai.” “Well.” Uruha smiled. “Who knows, Aoi-chan… if you take us to your bedroom and please us enough… maybe we’ll even allow you to get off.” Aoi stared at them, open mouthed. He had created a monster. A very hot monster. “This way to the bedroom, after you, gentlemen.” the end ;3 demnächst: das ausständige Weiß Kreuz bingo ficlet (als eigene fic, nicht hier angehängt) und dann posts zu meinem neuesten fandom: kuroshitsuji follow me on twitter: https://twitter.com/SugarChaotic Hosted by Animexx e.V. (http://www.animexx.de)