Connection | By : hyde Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > Miyavi Views: 1428 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Miyavi. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Without really thinking about it Gackt drove Miyavi to one of his apartments. He didn’t really want Miyavi to know where he lived but it was the closest one.
“It’s nice in here.” Miyavi remarked as he removed his shoes and placed them neatly besides Gackt’s pair.
“Um… thanks.” Gackt replied; they were only in the hallway!
Miyavi walked ahead entering the living room where he shed his hooded jacket reveling that he wore a graphic tee and open shirt beneath it. He made himself comfortable on the sofa drawing his knees up to his chin. “You have anything to drink?” He asks watching Gackt from his place on the couch.
Everything Miyavi did reminded him of a child.
“Ah, sure.” Gackt replies making for the kitchen calling over his shoulder as he did “Wine or-”
“Orange juice if you have it.”
“Yes, orange juice. I forgot Miya.” Gackt apologized as he pulled open the refrigerator and removed the carton.
Gackt felt stupid for a moment, he had almost forgotten that Miyavi told him that he tried not to drink much. It was bad form to forget the little things when trying to bed a new mate. It makes the other person feel as if you hadn’t paid much attention to them at all during the time that led them to where they were now.
“Here.” Gackt holds out a glass wrapped in a red napkin to the younger musician.
“Thank you.” Miyavi said as he takes the glass offered to him.
Gackt moves around the couch before taking a seat beside the younger man, a glass of red wine in his hand.
“Are you staying the night?” Gackt asks.
Miyavi sips his juice.
“Not on a first date.” He says before going back to his drink.
Gackt couldn’t help but smile.
“I suppose you don’t kiss on the first date either huh?” Gackt inquires as studies his own drink.
“If I like the guy enough I do.” Miyavi answers over the rim of his glass. He then turns his head slightly so that he could look at Gackt directly, the dark angel is taking a long draught of wine. “You’re not gonna get drunk on me and start acting like a dirty old man are you?” Miyavi asks, a mischievous smile on his boyish face.
Gackt set his wine glass down on the table remembering to set the napkin he had draped around the glass down first.
“I hold my liquor well, thank you.” Gackt replies airily.
“Too bad.” Miyavi replies as he sets his glass down next to Gackt’s neglecting to use the napkin supplied to him to Gackt’s displeasure. “I was hoping to meet the guy who made me all those on-line promises.”
“Oh, you’ll get all that and more. I just figured we were having to reintroduce ourselves.”
“Starting with…” Miyavi’s voice trails off as he thinks of something that he and Gackt could talk about as a ice breaker. “I got it! The roster.”
“The what?”
“The list. You know. All the hot celeb ass you done had over the years.” Gackt just stares at the other man in disbelief. “I’m still considered fairly new so I probably haven’t been with as many celebs as you but I can bet I can name at least three you’ve done. Male and female of course.” Miyavi added the last line with a wink.
Gackt shakes his dark locks. “I don’t think that would be appropriate Miyavi.”
Miyavi practically bounces in his seat as he says “Why not?” His bottom lip is poked out to it’s limit but Gackt still wouldn’t give in. “I was gonna t’ go first.”
Gackt bit down on his bottom lip. Who had slept with this man child in front of him?
“I’ve been with Toshiya and J.”
Gackt’s eyes widen at the mention of the X Japan legend J.
“You didn’t.”
“Have too.” Miyavi brags, he then leans forwards and picks up his glass. “Your turn Gaku-chan.” He sing songs before knocking back the rest of his juice. “You shoulda brought the carton in here.” Miyavi remarks as he stares into the now empty glass.
Gackt doesn’t speak, he just reaches for his wine glass.
“You slept with Haido right?”
Gackt nearly chokes on his wine.
“Relax, Gaku, that’s no secret. Everyone knows that.” Miyavi assures him smoothly.
“I didn’t.” Gackt manages once he cleared out his lungs.
“Oh, come on. You don’t have to lie about it.” Miyavi gave the irritated vocalist a small nudge in the side. “Everyone and their mother knows you fucked him.”
“We didn’t have sex.” Gackt insists. “Seriously. I wish that we had but I swear on Kami’s grave that we didn’t.”
Miyavi studies Gackt’s face before speaking further. “If, you say you didn’t, you didn’t. I believe you.” Not really. Miyavi thought.
Here goes… Gackt thought to himself taking a deep breath.
“Haido rejected me actually.” Gackt admitted.
Miyavi’s brows raised, a smile spread across his face. “Get out!”
“I’m serious.” Gackt replied dead on.
“You two are as close as lovers.” Miyavi pointed out. “To have broken the bond that was Haido and Tetsu-” Gackt’s jaw tighten at the mentioning of Tetsu’s name. “Ah, I get it now.” Miyavi said with a nod. “I didn’t mean to-”
Gackt held up his hand, “It’s okay.” He wipes the small circle of wetness that had developed on his polished table.
“No,” Miyavi places a hand against the Gackt’s cheek, the gesture was so sudden Gackt jumped slightly under the touch. “I upset you and if I have any hopes for getting laid tonight that is one thing I mustn’t do.”
A smile spread across Gackt’s face that soon became a grin. “You’re very forward, Miya. I like that about you.”
The pads of Miyavi’s fingers stroked the smooth skin he had found there, they moved in slow lazy circles across Gackt’s flawless skin.
“What do you want out of this?” Gackt asks.
Miyavi raises an eyebrow. “The same thing any guy wants on a first date. A call back.” Miyavi replied with a grin.
Gackt moved away. “I’m serious. All jokes aside, if I have you tonight or in the near future I need to know where I stand with you and you with me.”
“Long term commitment. I see.” Miyavi sucked in some air before snatching up Gackt’s glass and downing the reminder of it. He leans back against the cushions tilting his head up towards the ceiling looking rather spaced out.
Great. Gackt thinks to himself. Not getting attached to this one should be easy he decided making his question earlier moot.
“So Gakkun wants a boyfriend?” Miyavi asks finally.
“Not really.” Gackt replies smoothly. “I just didn’t want you to get the wrong idea about anything. A fuck buddy is all I’m usually looking for out of these things.”
“Hmmm,” Miyavi taps a lacquered nail against his bottom lip. “This is an audition then. Not a date.” Miyavi slowly raises to his feet. “So even if I blow your back out tonight but weren’t satisfied with your end-” At this comment Gackt’s eyes narrowed. Who was he to tell him that he would be the one to suck! “and you start calling me like a fiend and-”
Gackt raises his hand cutting him off. “Shut up.” Gackt growls getting to his feet.
Miyavi smiles.
Jackpot. This talking thing was bugging him out. He came there to get laid, they could play twenty questions later.
Gackt turns to face the other man wishing that he was a little bit taller so that it would carry the same amount of menace. The smile never left Miyavi’s face.
“What are you smirking about?” Gackt demanded. “I’m throwing you out.”
Miyavi shakes his head. “Uh-uh. That’s no good.” He brought his hand up to Gackt’s face using the pad of his thumb to stroke the enraged pop star’s pout. “You look cute when you’re angry. Mana told me that.” Miyavi admitted before crushing his mouth against the stunned other musician.
Gackt’s mouth felt soft beneath the other man’s but remained unresponsive.
Mana? His mind had repeated. He had been with Mana?
The at coaxing of Miyavi’s insistent tongue Gackt opened his mouth and gave completely to Miyavi’s kiss. He closed his eyes, his arms encircling the other man’s waist as their tongues explored one other’s mouth. As quickly as it started Miyavi broke the kiss stating, “It’s late. I should be heading back.”
“Whut?” Gackt could barely see straight after that kiss let alone understand what Miyavi just said.
“Yeah, I should go.” Miyavi turned from Gackt towards the couch snatching up his jacket before heading down the hall to retrieve his shoes. “Later.” He calls over his shoulders.
Gackt blew his breath into his palm. His breath smelled fine to him.
***
A/N
(For those who care)
I'm sorry that it has taken me so long to update any of my stories but I have to admit that I've been having some problems writing lately. First off I had given up writing things of his nature. I'm finding it hard to write anything really since I promised myself that I would no longer write sex but since I stopped writing those things I've been unable to write anything at all. Even my personal journals lack the style that I had developed for myself. Last thing that efforts my writing I write from my emotions and personal expriences, my emotions and attitudes feel blank lately which leaves my writings flat. I've tried revisiting my old works hoping that it would restart that spark but no. Please enjoy my crappy writings until I regain my confidence as a writer.
While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.
Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!
Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo