Kami's Surprise | By : BrokenAngelYue Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > Malice Mizer Views: 1487 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Kami's Surprise
by BrokenAngelYue (K-chan)
Part I
Gackt checked his list carefully. If he was to surprise Kami, it had to be done right. After all, aside from Mana, Kami was the most difficult in all of Malice Mizer to surprise. Perhaps even the hardest, since no one dared to surprise Mana for a comparison.
So far, Gackt had two dozen "Blue Girl" roses, which looked lavender, being the closest he could get to purple roses, a bottle of chocolate sauce, one container of rainbow sprinkles (Kami had interesting tastes, he'd give him that much), and some altoids.
Walking up to the checkout, arms bursting with groceries, he set them down on the conveyor belt exhaustedly. He cursed himself for not getting one of those cumbersome, yet helpful little baskets.
The kid at register looked less than thrilled, and lazily bleeped the items across the scanner. Gackt nearly popped a vein at the agonizingly slow pace of it all, but maintained composure. After all, screaming "Dammit you buffoon, I need to go to my drummer's house and cover him with desserts so I can lick them off!!!" wasn't considered polite, and might very well leave him kicked out or institutionalized... again.
Dumping the rest of the groceries in the back of his car (except the roses which were were placed in the front seat), Gackt sped off. He needed to get there fast, just in case Kami decided to make other plans, and just in case his raging hard-on failed him for the first time in 4634234 years.
Gackt had called him earlier, and, other than seeming bored out of his mind and possibly depressed, Kami didn't have any other plans. So, Gackt convinced that he REALLY should stay home, JUST in case someone should show and up and want to DO something. He hoped the well natured, but somehow-naturally-dense-at-times-when-it's-most-inconvienient drummer would get the hint.
Pulling into the drummer's driveway, he carefully stepped through through the front lawn. Why the man decided he needed every single butterfly lawn ornament on the face of the PLANET was beyond him. Having made it through without slipping and impaling himself on colorful wires and spikes of death, he knocked somewhat breathlessly on the door.
"Comiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!!!!!" Came an exuberant voice form the other side of the door. Gackt quickly hid the roses as best he could behind his back, and nudged the other shopping bag out of view with his toe. After a few moments, Gackt was getting puzzled. Where had his lovely 'delicious taste' run off to now?
Kami opened the door a few moments later, panting a bit. He was wearing a purple silk shirt and tight black jeans. Gackt's pants got noticeably tighter as well. Kami stepped aside, letting Gackt come in. "Sorry about that, I was just in my boxers." Kami said in an ordinary tone. Something inside gackt cried pitifully, not wanting to be kept waiting.
Gackt revealed the roses, practically shoving the lavender mass of foliage in the poor drummer's face. Kami grabbed them, squealing in a incredibly... masculine manner. "Gaku-chan! They're gorgeous! Where on Earth did you find violet roses?!" Kami chirped, scampering off into the kitchen, undoubtedly to find a vase for them. "They were at the uh..." Gackt trailed off, as Kami was out of earshot before his ancient brain caught up with him.
Gackt entered the butterfly infested kitchen, watching, amused, as Kami hummed around, snipping the stems of the roses, taking for longer than most people. This happens, of course, if you get two dozen roses and smell each one before slicing off it's feet and putting it in water. Gackt's black leather pants were slowly becoming a torture chamber as he watched Kami sway his hips slightly, humming to himself. He had to admit, with the tight... pants... he was wearing, combined with a purple silk and long flowing hair, Kami wasn't looking very masculine. The great thing about about Kami was that he didn't care. At all. In fact, it seemed to go right over his head, causing most people to open theirs mouths and shut them again, and opt to just walk away, shaking their heads.
"You know, I can't possibly look THAT good. Blink, before your eyeballs fall out." Kami said with a smirk, before returning to the last half dozen or so roses. Gackt blushed a bit, looking at the floor. How long had he been staring? From Kami's giggles, quite a while. Perhaps his butterfly wasn't as naïve as he seemed.
"So, Gaku-chan." Kami purred, kitty face and all. "What brings you here, with such nice goodies?" Asked the drummer, finally finished torturing the creations of nature. Gackt paled a bit. "Be right back!" He said, dashing back to the front door, and hurling himself out of it.
Kami blinked, beyond confused. So much for his attempt at flirting with his vocalist.
Gackt returned looking like he was angry at himself again. In his arms he held a shopping bag filled with container of some sort. Kami wasn't sure what to think. It was either, knowing Gackt, something really kinky... or dinner. Or both, he realized with slight dismay. Most people liked eating dinner off of plates or bowls, but Gackt preferred body parts. Kami attributed this to his eons and eons of living alone in Antarctica or wherever his last life was.
Gackt waltzed into Kami's kitchen, trying his best to look sexy after having left whatever he had on the doorstep. Kami decided to humor him. Upon entering his kitchen, the butterfly noticed exactly what had been in that bag.
And found himself in an interesting situation. Gackt planned on making him up like a chocolate sundae. He felt slightly appalled at the notion that while his mind thought the idea was rather sticky and gross, his lower enemy downstairs found it rather arousing indeed. Traitor.
"Gaku-chan..." He found himself saying, a bit too breathlessly for his liking, "What is all this for?"
Gackt turned around and gave him a sly grin. "I think, my butterfly, that you already know what it's for." The vocalist said, looking pointedly at Kami's crotch, which unfortunately, looked pointedly back at him.
Kami's eyes widened as Gackt came over to him, pinning him against the wall. Kami found Gackt's lips assaulting his own eagerly, and deepened the kiss. He moaned around Gackt's lips when he felt their lower regions rub against each other. "Mmmph... Gackt... kitchen... bed..." Kami breathlessly muttered, while trying to catch his breath between kisses.
Gackt got the idea, sliding the both of them across the wall, until they reached Kami's bedroom. Since everything in the mer'mer's room was black, covered in black, or hidden by the black drapes, Gackt had a difficult time finding the bed. Kami steered the vocalist as best he could, until they both landed on Kami's bed with an "oomph."
"You know... Kami-chan... you rearrange your room too often..." Gackt said, plating kisses on the butterfly's neck. Kami moaned, his neck being one of his extreme erogenous zones. There was a reason he kept his room dark, several actually. It kept it cool in the summer, saved on his electric bill, and, of course, made it extremely kinky. Gackt was busily trying to get Kami's silk shirt off, and having little success. Kami finally just ripped off the offending article of clothing, sending buttons everywhere. Neither of them cared, however, and were soon back to more important things.
Kami raked his fingers through Gackt's hair, barely suppressing a moan. This was driving him up a wall. The pitch black room wasn't giving him any visual information, and being fundamentally blind was making his sense of touch outrageous. He could feel every single movement Gackt made, it was as if he had finally realized why Gackt held sex and religious experiences to be one and the same. Gackt moaned, pressing his tight pants up against Kami yet again, and Kami sent a hand down to unfasten them.
It wasn't until the had unfastened the singer's pants that he noticed his own had been undone as well. Gackt slid the pants down and off of Kami, quickly getting rid of his own as well. Kami was going nuts. He had one hand in Gackt's hair again, raking the fingers through as pulling jsligslightly. The other hand was wrapped greedily around Gackt, causing the singer to let loose a seriously arousing moan. Kami whimpered a bit, eyes locking uselessly on where he thought Gackt's face would be. He made a small noise in surprise as he felt two fingers go inside him. How had it gotten so slippery down there? He soon realized that as aroused as they both were, there was probably enough to go around.
"Mmmpph... Kami..." Gackt moaned as the butterfly began to move his hand up and down quickly. Kami wasn't surprised when the finger were soon replaced by something larger. Larger, but definitely welcome. Gackt began to move in and out at an alarming pace, causing Kami to feel immense pressure inside him. He moaned, hands gripping the black bed sheets. They both knew it wouldn't take long. Gackt was obviously trying to make it last longer, but wasn't having much luck. Kami's legs rose, pulled up as far as they would go. He was very close.
Gackt had never felt anything so wonderful in his life. Kami was deliciously tight and warm. It felt so surreal. "Mmmph... aaaah.... my butterfly...." Gackt rasped, finally going over the edge. The singer's back arched as he let himself go completely. He found himself unable to utter a sound as the feeling of heaven descended upon him again after so long.
Kami was right behind him. Feeling Gackt realize inside was all it took, and the pressure got infinitely worse, before he was one with everything. As impossibly dark as the room was, Kami saw only white. His vision left him, sparkling like fireworks. He only uttered a small sound, incapable of anything else.
He landed back on the mattress, gasping. Turning over, he crawled up to next to Gackt. He let out a soft, contented mew, and went to sleep.
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