Only on tour | By : hyde Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > Miyavi Views: 1886 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Miyavi brought a hand under Maaya's shirt, his semi stiff sex growing even harder at the warmth touch of Maaya's supple flesh under his own inked hand. He circled Maaya's navel with the edge of his lacquered nail. A smirk crept to his lips as he felt the skin tremble under his tentative touch.
"Maybe if I were drunk.” Miyavi mumbled more to himself then Maaya who stared down at him not sure exactly what was happening here. He had always wanted an encounter with Meeves outside of the stage, he just wasn’t really sure how it would work. Despite being girly neither boy was all that gay just a little curious.
“Drunk?” Maaya snapped immediately insulted. All the warm feelings that had passed between the two disappeared in an instant. “If you were drunk we’d have sex.” Maaya spat venomously. “A moment ago you off like a rocket and now you’re saying-”
Ah, great I pissed him off. Miyavi thought to himself as Maaya rose to his Chuck clad feet, his face flushed more so with embarrassment since he had thought Miyavi was seriously considering a triple style X throw down with him.
Miyavi sits up, a smile flavoring his lips.
“Maaya-tan, that’s not what I met.” Miyavi explains stopping Maaya’s trek towards the door. “I don’t know how to-”
“You think I do?” Maaya snaps angrily. “I’m pretty but pretty damned straight! You would be my journey into bi curiosity and could you blame me? You know what you look like.” Maaya placed his hands on his hips staring down at the vocalist with such attitude it was making MYV hard. The other guitarist looked so much like a tempting girl in his pose it was almost alarming.
A grin spread from ear to ear on Miyavi’s face at the compliment.
“I think you’re hot too.” Miyavi admitted full grin still in place. “We don’t have to do anything major.” Miyavi suggests. Their small make out session had him wondering what it would be like to take it there. “C’mon.” Miyavi reaches out taking Maaya by the arm. Silently the other guitarist followed him into the dimly lit bedroom. Miyavi led them towards the bed taking a seat patting the spot beside him. Maaya did likewise curiosity brimming under his skin. “Look at me.” Miyavi instructed his eyes more serious then his soft tone.
Maaya sighs before staring directly into Miyavi’s face. He looked hard detecting a odd bump of acne here and there on his cheek and then his chin eyes roaming downward taking notice of the flecks of brown that were moles on Oresama’s neck.
“I never noticed those before.” Maaya almost whispered.
Miyavi brought a hand up under Maaya’s chin tilting his face upwards. “I don’t like them.” Miyavi admitted.
Breaking out of Miyavi’s hold. “I think they’re cute.” Maaya lowers his head taking aim where Miyavi’s chin and jaw line met. There he places a kiss. He parts his lips opening his mouth and begins to suckle the salty tasting flesh there.
Okay… Miyavi thought to himself. That all too familiar tightness pooling into his groin. Maaya’s suction was lethal due to the many hours of sucking on taffies. “I’ll never complain about those damn lollipops again.” Miyavi murmurs.
Maaya couldn’t help but smirk at the comment. He removes his mouth leaving a purplish bruise in it’s place. Licking his swollen lips Maaya stares once more directly into Miyavi’s face loving the wide eyed look that he is giving him.
After the moment of stunned silence Miyavi leans forwards bringing his mouth to meet the black and yellow haired guitarist’s own, their lips meeting parting and allowing the dance for control to begin. Maaya’s crafty appendage was able to overpower Miyavi’s longer member as it gently rolled inside stroking with such expertise Miyavi moaned mournfully behind Maaya’s superior skills.
There was a fluttery feeling in Miyavi’s stomach as Maaya kissed him. He had made out with his girlfriends but never had it brought the excitement that he was feeling with Maaya in control. As the kiss grow Oresama leaned back until he felt the firmness of the mattress beneath his body. Taking this as an opening Maaya moves on him, his body covering Miyavi’s like a blanket.
Maaya waged his knee between MYV’s legs forcing them to part, he then pressed his knee hard against Miyavi’s groin area and began moving his knee up and down creating friction.
Miyavi whimpering moans serenaded Maaya’s ears encouraging him to continue the onslaught of familiar pleasures.
The heat from the vocalist’s body below him was the reality that he was in bed with his male band mate.
The swell of both men’s sex were now straining hard against the material of their clothes making it hard to ignore.
Breaking the kiss “Do you want me to…” Maaya’s voice trails off.
What am I asking? Maaya asks himself but the real question was not ‘could actually do it?’ it was ‘would Miyavi actually let him?’ do it.
Miyavi stares up at Maaya’s face. His bottle lip sucked practically into his mouth, his brows furrowed in concentration.
“Meeves, it’s not rocket science.” Maaya snapped at him playfully. Without waiting for the obvious answer Maaya pushed between them snaking his hand inside of Miyavi’s pants. A rush went up from MYV’s spine and out his body.
Warm slick semen coated Maaya’s fingers in mere seconds at the small caress of his finger tips. Using what he had gathered as lubricate Maaya took a firm hold at the base of Miyavi’s sex. “Get your pants down.” Maaya instructed.
Taking hold of the sides of his jeans Miyavi wiggled his pants down so that Maaya could have better access. Maaya stops.
“What?” Miyavi asks sitting up.
Maaya’s gaze was downcast his expression thoughtful.
“I found where all your food goes.” Maaya remarks with a smirk.
Relieved Miyavi laughs too.
“I thought something was wrong.” Miyavi giggles, his penis twitching with anticipation at making Maaya’s acquaintance, pre-cum sliding down in a thick bead from the crown to the bulging shaft.
Using the cup of his palm on his right hand Maaya began to massage the base of the shaft skillfully kneading the foreskin. With his left he cups Miyavi’s balls working them around with his fingers.
“Areyousureyouhaven’tdonethisbefore?” Miyavi panted in a single breath. He brought his legs together rubbing his thighs against each other to add to his mounting pleasure.
Maaya’s hands continued their magic, his palm ending it’s work as he switched to using his hand sliding up and down almost at an tortuous pace. His left hand crept from their ball play towards Miyavi’s unsuspecting cheeks.
“Hey!” Miyavi cries out jumping away.
Stunned Maaya stares back at the another man. “What?”
“I’m not ready for all of that yet.” Miyavi admitted sheepishly. Straightening up and going for the dresser at his beside Miyavi produced a box of baby wipes. Maaya watches as the vocalist cleans his neither regions. “You need one?”
Maaya shakes his head.
“I should get going. Everybody’s probably wondering what happened to us.” Maaya got up from the bed. Once to his feet the guitarist begins to stretch stalling his departure.
“Stay.” Miyavi requests from his place on the bed.
“Tongues will wag.” Maaya warned sliding beside him. He laid down placing his head onto Miyavi’s chest his feathered hair tinkling MYV’s skin.
“So?” Miyavi places his arms around the other guitarist almost possessively. “everybody else does it.” And with those words the two drifted to sleep.
A/n
No the story isn't done yet. I don't think I'm done. I noticed that Miyavi had moles going down his throat on a video. I stare at him too much. Hope you enjoyed.
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