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“Doesn’t smiling so much make your face hurt?”
Aoi's question only made Kai smile more.
“Sometimes,” he replied with a laugh. Aoi rolled his eyes. This was going to be annoying.
He had to admit, though - Kai was probably their best option. Not only was he sickeningly cute, he was actually a technically skilled drummer. And he played with a flair and passion that would definitely get their future fans excited.
Looking at the other members, Aoi could tell they were already envisioning the same future he was. This would work and they all knew it.
“Well, thanks for coming by,” Ruki was saying, pretending he hadn’t already made up his mind. “We’ll let you know soon.” Kai bowed to each of them as he left the studio, that bashful smile still plastered on his face. The moment he was gone, Ruki spoke up. “He’s perfect, right?”
“Definitely,” Reita replied.
“He’s great,” Uruha chimed in. “How’d you find him again?”
“He just gave me his number at a live a little while ago,” Ruki shrugged.
“What do you think?” Reita asked, nudging Aoi.
“He’s okay,” Aoi responded unenthusiastically. “He just gave you his number, though? That’s kind of weird.”
“He’s a straightforward guy,” Ruki said, not really paying attention because he was looking at his schedule. “So we’ll invite him to play at our next live and go from there.”
“He made a mistake.”
“Be fair, Aoi-San,” Ruki said. “Considering how short of a time he had to learn our songs, I think he did great.”
“What’s your problem?” Uruha asked Aoi quietly, stepping away from the other two. “If you don’t like him, you should say so.”
“It’s not that I don’t like him.” Aoi ran a hand through his hair, trying to think how to phrase his feelings. “Something about him just rubs me the wrong way.”
“Do you think he shouldn’t be our drummer?”
“No. He’ll be great.” Uruha stared at Aoi until he finally gave in. “Fine. He’s too… cute.”
“That’s a problem?” Uruha asked with a laugh.
“It’s annoying. And so fake. No one can be that cute without hiding something. He has to have a dark side. And… I was supposed to be the cute one,” Aoi finished with a pout.
“You can still be cute.” Uruha rolled his eyes and rejoined Reita and Ruki. They talked briefly and then invited Kai into the room. He was looking downcast, but they each congratulated him on his performance. By the time he got to Aoi he was smiling again.
That annoying, adorable smile.
“Good work,” Aoi said with a small bow. “Welcome to the band.”
“Thank you, Aoi-Sama,” Kai said with a deep bow of his own.
“You don’t have to-“
“Let’s go to an onsen!” Ruki’s loud suggestion was met with agreement from everyone.
Except Aoi. He wanted to go home and sleep. But he knew they were celebrating and he’d get attitude if he didn’t go.
Aoi ended up alone in the changing room with Kai. Everyone else had rushed into the water in their excitement, but Aoi was taking his time. He had just taken his shirt off when he heard Kai gasp.
“Aoi-Sama! You have your bellybutton pierced!”
“Oh.” Aoi looked down at his torso and the jewel hanging from his navel. “Yeah, I do.”
“Can I look at it?” Aoi shrugged and Kai dropped to his knees in front of him. He grabbed Aoi’s hips as he examined the piercing and Aoi’s heart was suddenly pounding. He couldn’t help but watch Kai’s lips. He couldn’t stop himself from imagining him in the same position, with Aoi’s cock in his mouth.
What are you thinking? Aoi admonished himself.
“You should show it off more,” Kai said, interrupting Aoi’s thoughts. “It’s very sexy.” He lightly rubbed Aoi’s hips with his thumbs and smiled up at him. “You’re a very sexy man, Aoi-Sama.”
“Thank you,” Aoi said awkwardly. Kai’s hands were big and strong, and Aoi was struggling with the fact that he kind of liked how they felt on his hips. He cleared his throat and shrugged again. “You don’t, ummm, have to call me ‘Sama’. You can say ‘Aoi-kun’, if you want.”
“Aoi-kun,” Kai said softly. “I wish I could find a way to make you like me.”
“I don’t- I like you,” Aoi protested.
“No, you don’t.” Kai stood and went back to his locker. “You go ahead. I want to get extra clean before I go in the water.”
Aoi nodded dumbly and went about changing out of his clothes, demurely covering himself with a towel. He joined the other three in the hot water and tried to forget what he’d been thinking about Kai.
A few minutes later, Kai joined them. He didn’t bother to cover himself before climbing into the water, unashamedly nude. All eyes were on him, but he didn’t show any sign of caring.
“Shit,” Reita gaped. “You ever kill anyone with that thing?”
“Not yet,” Kai laughed. “But I keep trying.”
While the others laughed, Aoi could only be thankful that he could convincingly say the red on his cheeks was caused by the hot water. He tried his hardest not to look in the direction of Kai’s crotch, but he couldn’t deny the temptation was there.
The topic of conversation was boring, and Aoi wasn’t really listening. He was trying to think about something, anything, that would get his thoughts away from the man who was sitting right next to him.
“Aoi-San!” Ruki’s voice cut through his thoughts and he looked around in confusion. Everyone except Kai had their hands in position to play rock-paper-scissors.
“What are we doing?”
“Kai-kun doesn’t have anywhere to stay tonight,” Uruha explained. “We’re picking who’s giving up their couch.”
”Oh, right.” Aoi got his hands in position and Reita called the words. When their hands stopped moving, Aoi was revealed to be the loser.
“I greatly appreciate your hospitality,” Kai grinned. Under the water, he put his hand on Aoi’s thigh and gave it a little squeeze.
“Of course,” Aoi replied. “I’ll be happy to have you.” He pretended not to notice Kai’s fingertips lingering a bit longer on his skin than he would think was normal.
“Here you are.” Aoi dropped the pillow and blanket on the couch. “That’s the thickest blanket I have, but I don’t think it’s going to be cold tonight. Feel free to help yourself to anything in the refrigerator.” He took out his futon and unrolled it. “Sorry there’s just the one room.”
“It’s fine,” Kai said quietly. “I’m sorry you got stuck with me.”
Aoi shrugged and headed into the kitchen. He pulled two beers from the refrigerator and turned back. But Kai was standing right behind him.
“Sorry. Didn’t mean to startle you.”
“You didn’t,” Aoi said, holding out one of the beers. Kai took it and sat on the edge of the table. He was looking at Aoi expectantly, and Aoi guessed there was only one topic of conversation on his mind. “Look, it’s not that I don’t like you. It’s just-“
“I have a theory,” Kai interrupted. “I think you’re just uncomfortable. Because you’re attracted to me but you’re denying it, for some reason.”
“That’s not it at all,” Aoi bristled. “I’m not gay.”
“Of course,” Kai nodded, but his smile said he didn’t believe it.
“I’m not! If you want the truth, I don’t like you because you’re too cute.”
“What?” Kai giggled.
“That’s right. Too cute. It makes me think you’re hiding something.”
Kai threw his head back and laughed. That wasn’t quite the reaction Aoi was expecting, and all he could do was stand there and wait for Kai to stop laughing.
“I’m sorry,” Kai said, trying to collect himself. “I’ve never heard that said about me before.” He stood and moved toward Aoi, the big smile still on his lips. “You’re right, though.” He drew closer and closer, forcing Aoi to back up against the counter. Before Aoi knew it, Kai was pressed up against him. He took the beer from Aoi’s hand and set it on the counter along with his own. “I’m not as cute as I pretend to be.”
Kai’s smile suddenly dropped and his eyebrows pulled together in a scowl. He was suddenly intense. And kind of scary. And…
So hot!
Aoi couldn’t stop the thought from invading his mind. Kai was sexy as hell like this. Aoi gulped as Kai leaned forward to speak directly into his ear.
“I do have a secret. I’m actually pretty mean when you get to know me. But you want me to be mean to you, and you know it. And you are attracted to me. I saw the way you avoided looking at my cock. And the way you couldn’t stop looking at my lips when I was on my knees in front of you.”
Kai pulled back and looked Aoi in the eye. He honestly couldn’t argue with anything Kai said, so he chose to remain silent. That seemed to be exactly what Kai was expecting. He reached for the button on Aoi’s jeans, and Aoi didn’t stop him.
“Do you want me to kiss you?” Kai asked, moving so his lips were lingering just in front of Aoi’s. “Or do you just want me to drop back down to my knees?”
Aoi’s pulse was pounding. He couldn’t believe this was happening. He couldn’t believe that he was truly considering letting Kai give him a blowjob. But the most unbelievable part was the word he said next.
“Kiss.”
Kai didn’t smirk, but Aoi got the feeling that he wanted to. He kissed Aoi softly, waiting to see how he would react. When Aoi started kissing him back, Kai wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him closer. With his other hand, he cupped Aoi’s crotch and rubbed the bulge he found there. Aoi whimpered into the kiss, but his tongue still sought out Kai’s.
Breaking the kiss, Kai lowered himself to his knees, looking up at Aoi with that same intensity. Aoi’s head was swimming as he watched Kai pull down his pants, take his erection in hand… and pause. Aoi realized Kai was giving him a moment to decide. He put a hand on the back of Kai’s head and urged him to continue.
Kai’s mouth was amazing. He easily took Aoi deep into the back of his throat and moaned around his cock like sucking it was his favorite thing in the world.
“Is this all you want from me?” Kai asked after a few minutes. “Or do you want me to fuck you?” He immediately started sucking again the moment the words left his mouth.
“I…” Aoi shut his eyes tight and shook his head. “I don’t know.”
Kai let Aoi’s cock fall from his mouth and stood up, placing a hand on either side of Aoi on the counter. Aoi wanted to ask why he’d stopped, but all he could manage was a weak “huh?”.
“Take a moment to think,” he said, staring Aoi in the eye. “It’s not too late to back out of all of this. I can go to the couch and you can go to your futon and we’ll both pretend none of this ever happened. Or I can finish sucking you off first and then we’ll go to sleep, and you can pretend it wasn’t gay because you didn’t do anything, I did. Or…” Kai paused and stroked Aoi’s cheek. “You can let me fuck you. And we’ll see what happens from there.”
Aoi looked away as he thought. It was easier if he couldn’t see the heat in Kai’s eyes. One part of his mind was reminding him that he wasn’t gay and this was wrong. But a much louder voice in his head was telling him that he knew exactly what he wanted. He finally met Kai’s eye and bit his lip.
“I… want you to fuck me,” he said quickly, as if making sure he didn’t stop himself.
Kai nodded and led Aoi to the dining table, removing his clothes completely once they’d reached it. He dug into his bag, which he had plopped onto the table when he arrived, and brought out a condom and a tube of lube. He stripped his own clothes off, and this time Aoi didn’t try not to look.
“As you can see, I’m a big guy,” Kai said as he rolled on the condom. “It’s probably going to hurt a bit. And I’m not going to be gentle with you because that’s not what you want.”
“Of course I want you to be gentle,” Aoi protested.
“No, you don’t.” Kai took Aoi’s cock in hand and stroked it slowly while he talked. “You say that because you think you should. But the truth is that you want me to leave you shaking and broken.”
“How can you read my mind?” Aoi whispered.
Kai didn’t respond. He simply put his hands on Aoi’s hips and turned him around, then pushed on his back so he bent over the table. He rubbed Aoi’s back as he spread some lube over his erection.
“You’re too tense, Aoi-kun.” He pressed the tip of his cock to Aoi’s asshole and pushed a bit. Aoi yelped and his hips moved away from Kai. “You need to relax. The more tense you are, the more it will hurt.”
Aoi huffed petulantly. How could he relax in this situation? Kai dropped back down to his knees and licked across Aoi’s hole. Aoi let out a surprised gasp. But Kai held onto his hips and continued licking over and around his entrance. He quickly had Aoi moaning in pleasure.
“Let’s try again, shall we?” Aoi replied with a nod and reminded himself to breathe as Kai tried pushing in again. He winced as Kai finally got past the rim; it still hurt but nowhere near as bad. Kai rubbed his back as he slowly moved inside of him. “There we are. Hard part’s done. Now for the real fun.”
Kai pulled almost all the way out and slammed back in. Aoi cried out, and Kai began pounding into him with a hard, fast pace. Aoi pressed his mouth against his forearm to muffle his cries. Kai apparently didn’t approve of that and grabbed both of Aoi’s wrists, pulling his arms behind his back.
“I don’t want my neighbors to hear,” Aoi whined.
“But I want to hear how much you love my cock,” Kai sneered. Aoi whimpered, fighting back the urge to moan out loud. “If you say it, I’ll let your arms go.”
“You really are mean,” Aoi pouted. He bit his lip and shut his eyes tightly. He was enjoying this, but he didn’t want to say it. Kai’s constant, forceful thrusts felt amazing. And he had been right; Aoi liked the rough treatment.
Kai suddenly stopped and pulled out. Before Aoi could question what he was doing, Kai pulled him up, turned him around so they were facing each other, and kissed him passionately. Aoi kissed him back with equal intensity, pulling Kai’s body to press against his.
After a while, Kai broke the kiss and pushed Aoi back, urging him to lie on his back on the table, and Aoi had never been more happy that he opted to spend more money on a solidly built table. Once he was on his back, Kai hooked Aoi’s knees over his arms. But he only stood and stared down at him.
“Why did you stop?” Aoi whined. “Keep going.”
“Tell me you love my cock,” Kai demanded. “Make me believe it.”
“I do,” Aoi insisted, willing to say anything to get that euphoric feeling back. “I love your cock. I love feeling you slam it into my ass. Please put it back in.”
Kai turned his head and Aoi realized he was hiding a laugh. He didn’t care. He wanted that feeling, like nothing he’d ever experienced before. And he wanted an orgasm. He would beg if Kai wanted him to.
Aoi held back a scream as Kai roughly shoved his cock back into his ass. He bit into his hand, back arching from the intensity of what he was feeling. Even if he wanted to pretend he wasn’t loving every moment of this, the fact that his bouncing cock was hard as a rock gave him away.
“Touch yourself,” Kai growled after a few minutes of roughly pounding into Aoi. “Let yourself cum.”
Aoi reached for his erection and began jerking himself quickly. He could feel his orgasm getting closer by the second and he was more than ready for it. Kai leaned forward over him, thrusting faster than before, and Aoi’s orgasm hit him like a tidal wave.
Kai pulled out and tore off the condom. He continued leaning over Aoi, looking him in the eye as he stroked himself to completion. When he finally climaxed, his cum mixed with Aoi’s where it had landed on his stomach.
While Kai went to the kitchen to get a towel, Aoi struggled to make his way to the futon. Kai had done exactly what he’d said he would. Aoi was shaking. He felt like something inside him was broken. And it had been exactly what he wanted. He felt like whatever was broken needed to be. He collapsed on the futon and waited for Kai to join him.
“Here,” Kai said quietly, handing Aoi the towel and taking a seat on the couch. He was watching Aoi clean himself, but not saying anything.
“That was… something,” Aoi said, just to have something to say.
“I guess you hate me even more now,” Kai said with a bitter laugh.
“Why would I hate you?”
“Because I seduced you,” Kai shrugged. “It’s happened before. Guys who are convinced they’re completely straight getting mad after we…” Kai’s voice trailed off sadly.
“Come down here and lie next to me,” Aoi said, tugging Kai’s hand. Kai joined him on the futon, but they still kept a bit of a distance from each other. “You didn’t do anything wrong. I’m not mad at you. Yes, this experience has brought up some questions for me. Especially since it was so easy for me to say yes to everything. But I know you wouldn’t have done any of it if I didn’t want you to.”
“You’re not mad that it’s because of me that you have those questions?”
“No,” Aoi shrugged. “You could tell I was attracted to you. I don’t know why it’s so easy for you to know what I’m feeling. But I’m kind of happy you can. I feel… relieved, I guess.” He suddenly frowned and Kai tentatively rubbed his arm. Aoi reached for Kai’s hand and twined their fingers together. “Just do me a favor. Don’t tell the others. I’m not ashamed,” he said quickly, trying to spare Kai’s feelings. “I just want to have answers to my own questions before I address theirs.”
“I understand that. And now that we’re in a band together, I can help you with that whenever you want. But the other members will understand more than you think.”
“You don’t mean…?”
“Ruki definitely isn’t straight. I think he and Uruha have something going, but I’m not entirely sure about that.”
Aoi laughed, and Kai’s smile returned to his face.
That adorable, endearing, not at all annoying smile.