Only on tour | By : hyde Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > Miyavi Views: 1886 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Maaya made himself comfortable on the couch and waited. He didn’t quit know what made me knock again but there was something about that hot look Miyavi seemed to have to him. His skin was flushed not so much from embarrassment but like he had just gotten fucked real good. Maaya hadn’t seen anybody leave Miyavi’s room so they had to be still here.
But where would Miyavi hide a girl or guy?
“Catch!” Miyavi shouted just as the can landed in the guitarist’s lap.
“People usually shout that warning when they’re about to throw or it’s already in the air.” Maaya spat, irritation evident in his voice as he picked the can from his lap and brought it to his lips.
Miyavi rolls his eyes, making himself comfortable on the arm of the couch. “You’re just slow to react Maaya-tan.” Miyavi giggles. “So what’s everybody doing?”
“Getting drunk and singing worst then you.” Maaya answered after he had swallowed down half the can.
Miyavi snatched up a pillow from the couch and swatted the other guitarist with it.
“Hey!” Maaya cried out trying to make sure that Miyavi didn’t cost him to spill his soda.
“You’re fired .” Miyavi pouted as he landed another blow to Maaya’s arm.
Maaya rolled the remainder of his taffy around in his mouth the act alone inspired jealousy towards the sugary treat on Miyavi’s end.
“Why are you always sucking on those?” Miyavi asks suddenly his eyes glued to the lucky stick.
Maaya rolls the treat around in his mouth for a good five seconds before speaking, “Can’t smoke on stage or around you.” On the word ’you’ Miyavi snatches the stick from Maaya’s mouth. “Hey!” Maaya cries out in protest.
“They annoy me.” Flicking the stick away. “Besides it’s rude to talk with things in your mouth.” Miyavi replies in a matter of fact tone.
“That was rude.” Maaya pouts sulkily.
Miyavi smiles, he loved when Maaya made that face. He wanted to kiss him but they weren’t on stage. There were no cheering fans waiting for it, just them and his own longing.
Maaya’s sudden moment caught his eye.
“Wait!” Miyavi calls out taking hold of Maaya’s arm. “Don’t go.”
“But I have to before I piss myself.” Maaya laughs as he yanked his hand away.
Relieved Miyavi laughed too.
Geez man get a grip! Miyavi told himself as he watched Maaya go. He was being such a spatz but it wasn’t often he was alone with the other guitarist.
He is defiantly hiding something. Maaya told himself as he headed for the bathroom. Before going in the other guitarist poked his head into the bedroom. Nothing.
Hmmm where would he hide a girl? Maaya wondered.
“You fall in back there?” Miyavi called with a giggle from the living room.
Always taunting me! Maaya stormed back towards the living room. “Okay, I give up. Where is she?”
Miyavi’s brows furrowed. “Who? Niri-P?” Miyavi got off from the arm of the couch.
“No! The girl you had in here with you!” Maaya shouted almost too accusingly then he would have liked.
Miyavi burst out laughing at the cute guitarist.
If he didn’t know Maaya any better he think that he was really jealous!
“Don’t understand.” Maaya walked back over to the couch and sat down. “You were all flushed when you came to the door kind of like you were in here having-”
“I was.” Miyavi admitted smiling slyly. “And besides, what would you have done to her if you found her here with me?”
Maaya locked eyes with the other guitarist. “If I found her here at this moment,”
“Go on.” Miyavi urged hoping that this was building up to something.
“I’d chase her out of here.” Maaya replies with a smile.
“How would you manage to do that?”
“I’d claim that you said I could go first.”
Miyavi couldn’t help but laugh at the very notation. “That would be impossible.” Miyavi moves closer to the other guitarist. “I always ride first.”
“Wasn’t talking about the girl Meeves.” Maaya’s statement made Miyavi’s heart beat a little faster at the comment.
Was this an invitation to temptation?
“I think she would like to watch actually.” Miyavi recovers with a smile. “Should I go get her?”
So there was someone here! Maaya thought in triumph.
“Bring her out.” Maaya replies his tone relaxed.
Miyavi disappeared down the hall and into the bedroom returning shortly with his prize.
“Here she is.” Miyavi beamed proudly displaying the instrument on it’s side while tightly griping the Gibson by it’s slender neck, the palm of his left hand supporting it’s ample bottom.
Maaya quirked an eyebrow.
This has to be an joke!
“Your Gibson?” Maaya spat in confusion as he stared hard at the other guitarist.
Miyavi returned the stare as he carefully placed his ‘lover’ across Maaya’s lap.
“Playing is an extension of my…um…”
“ So you get off on your own playing?” Maaya finished. “Is that what you’re saying?”
Miyavi couldn’t stop the blush from creeping into his cheeks.
“I don’t do it often.” Miyavi protests.
“If it’s anything like masturbation then you do it a lot.” Maaya’s words cut deep, it was almost accusatory.
“Only on tour.” Miyavi’s voice is soft, his glaze penetrating as he squatted down on his haunches so that he was at eye level with the pretty guitarist. He brought his hand up, fingertips brushing against the smooth skin of the stunned guitarist’s cheek moving towards his stained red mouth. Miyavi’s fingers brushed over the velvety smooth skin before his fingers curled under Maaya’s chin cupping it.
Maaya’s heart rate picked up, his skin prickled under Miyavi calloused skin, skin much like his own. His expression I was surprise and anticipation reflected back at him in those red brown depths.
“Fuck it.” Maaya whispered as his brought his head forwards meeting Miyavi’s waiting lips with his own.
Miyavi couldn’t help but smile against Maaya’s cherry laced lips. He slide his top lip over Maaya’s bottom one drawing it into his mouth so that he taste what the lollipop has left behind. The candy coated sweetness only added to the innocence of the act itself.
Maaya’s hands found their way into Miyavi’s rough locks of black, he tugs playfully at the tail curling the strands around his fingers before they part. The two locked eyes. There were no more words to be spoken.
Maaya grabbed for Miyavi's face, his palms pressed firmly against Miyavi’s skin as if he were afraid he’d push him away at any moment. Maaya’s lips crushed down upon Miyavi’s without a thought to what damage Miyavi’s adornment would cause his own mouth. Maaya parted his lips allowing Miyavi inside, the vocalist tongue slipping easily inside and stealing the last traces of tart cherry from Maaya’s welcoming orifice.
Maaya leans his body forwards his weight forcing Miyavi backwards into the fuzzy beige carpet, the Gibson pressing hard into Miyavi’s flat stomach. Maaya breaks the kiss and stares down at Miyavi who is giggling.
“Did we break it?” Maaya asks laughing also.
“Uh-uh.” Miyavi replies bringing his hands up and placing them on Maaya’s hips, his hands pressing hard against the cotton of his t-shirt.“I don’t want a threesome so we probably should move that.” Miyavi suggest.
“Threesome? Who said that this was a twosome?” Maaya snapped playfully, his eyes looking into the vocalist's smiling face.
Yeah, he could see that happening. Rather or not it happened tonight was yet to be decided.
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