The Dangerous Liaisons Tokyo (4/8)
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wendyjolyTitle : The Dangerous Liaisons Tokyo
Author : WendyJoly
Rating : NC-17
Pairing : Various but mainly Sakumoto
Beta : The wonderful![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jtaytt ♥
Genre : Schemes, university and love
Summary : Masaki Aiba enters the prestigious Tokyo U and becomes the stake of a game he totally ignores.
Note : This story is a very freely adapted version of one of my ever favourite book, “Les Liaisons Dangereuses” by Choderlos de Laclos.
CHAPTER 4
After eating one of the most delicious meals in Jun’s bedroom, Sho went back quickly in his bedroom and sat at his desk with glee. Jun was right, he would work so much better, once his sense was appeased…his stomach fulfilled, Jun specified seeing Sho’s awkward look. Sho cursed in silent, thinking he saw evil everywhere. He was the most pervert…imagining insinuations when Jun only wished to be kind.
He figured that despite his willingness to ignore gossips, he was nonetheless influenced. He knew what people said. Matsumoto was a debauchee, a cold heart who enjoyed ruining reputations. But this evening, as he was bending on the casserole, an innocent smile adorning his lips, Sho realized that he wasn’t the man they thought.
Above all, they laughed together…they talked literature, arts and realized they had a lot in common. He never had friends and began to think that Jun could be one.
A few days later, when he opened the door of his bedroom, Jun was waiting for him with croissants. Sho arched a surprised eyebrow.
“What are you doing here?”
“Ohayo, Sakurai-kun! Let’s do some visiting today.”
“What do you mean?”
“We have to find an apartment for the association; I guess we have to visit some.”
“Yeah…certainly…but today isn’t a day off.”
“Do you have a test?”
“I don’t, but~”
“So let’s go.” said Jun pulling on Sho’s sleeve.
“What are you doing?”
“You’ll skip school for the very first time. And…” He whispered, putting the pastry in Sho’s mouth “It’s for you. You have to eat.”
Sho took a bite of the buttery croissant and smiled, following Jun outside as the bell rang for the beginning of the courses.
They traversed the empty campus and the air smelled flower and fresh grass. A feeling of freedom overwhelmed Sho as he got into Jun’s car to reach the downtown.
Soon after, they parked along a sidewalk where a man with a strict suit was waiting for them. The estate agent dragged them into a first building, more recent than the association’s one but far from what Jun’s was used to.
Sho entered behind the estate agent and stared at Jun who was still on the sidewalk.
“I won’t set foot inside.” He put his hands in his pockets.
“But…we have to visit.”
“Something bothers you, Sir?” asked the zealous man.
“May I be honest…” Jun frowned, reading the badge on the man’s jacket “Yamada-san…”
“Of course, Matsumoto-san.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?”
Sho remained silent and the man blanked instantaneously.
“I…don’t understand.”
“Do you intend to con us because we’re working for an association for poor kids?”
“I thought…well…”
“So, my good man, stop thinking and if you don’t know, ask. If this is all you can do for us, I’ll call one of your colleagues.”
“I‘m sorry, Sir~” The man was red as Hell “If you don’t mind following me…” He got into his car in a blink of eye.
The two boys reached Jun’s car and when they sat down, Sho looked at Jun straightforwardly, an eyebrow arched.
Jun stuck his tongue out and Sho burst out laugh. He felt his heart skipping a beat…he never had so much fun.
Yes, Jun was irreverent and arrogant, he said things Sho would have dreamed to say, he was like a breath of fresh air in his world of habits.
They visited flats all day long, eating hamburgers in a park, sitting on the grass without noticing time passing.
When they went back at the dormitory by the end of the day, laughing, Maki was at Sho’s door.
The latter froze when he figured that he didn’t call her. He ran to her, ignoring Jun’s pissed gaze.
“Oh gomen, Maki-chan…I didn’t call today…”
“I was worry.”
“I spent the day visiting apartments for the association with Jun-kun and we found a splendid one. Imouto-sensei will have a new house.”
“True?!” She hugged him tight “I’m so happy for you!”
Jun turned his back to not see them and when Sho looked for him, he released his grip on Maki, suddenly embarrassed.
“Jun-kun, do you want to join us?”
“Hm…no thanks. I’m not hungry.” He left without a look.
“Jun-kun!”
“Yeah?”
“Thanks for today.”
“You’re welcome.”
Maki gazed at one, then the other, unable to grasp the situation. They entered Sho’s bedroom and he boiled water for instant noodles.
“Do you know him, Sho-kun?”
“Not really, I mean…he proposed to lend a hand to the association and…that’s all.”
“I’m glad to hear that he’s not as bad as people say…this could serve as a lesson , there’s good in everyone.”
“True, you’re right. But I’m so surprised. Now we have to move, well, I’m talking about the association.”
“Sho-kun, I have news for you.”
“Hm?”
“Do you remember what you told me about the internship?”
“TV stations?”
“They called me today!”
“It’s great!”
“The funny thing is, I didn’t postulate. I guess someone gave them my curriculum vitae.”
“You don’t really seem to be happy…”
“Well…the internship is in Osaka.”
“Osaka?! I see…how long?”
“4 months.”
“4 months? But it’s an eternity!”
Maki laughed seeing Sho’s pitiful look. She hugged him and put her head on his shoulder.
“Do you want me to refuse?”
“Of course not…what’s 4 months? Nothing. And you’ll learn so many things, it’s good news and we should celebrate it. I should have a good bottle of…beer.” He said putting the alcohol on the table.
Maki left the following month for Osaka unhappily. If she was happy to experience a working life, leaving the man of her life until Christmas broke her heart.
Especially because she knew he won’t be alone.
Jun was here.
Too much here.
Was it her feminine intuition which told her that his friendly attitude couldn’t hide the desire he felt for her boyfriend? The same desire she had in the eye when she was alone with Sho.
Yet, she persuaded herself that her huge imagination and her inhibitions about Sho’s gorgeous neighbour surely influenced her. And even if she was right, she trusted Sho…and his heterosexuality.
Sho bid her farewell at the station and went back at the university, feeling awfully low.
He didn’t feel the courage to be alone in his bedroom and lingered in the empty student’s hall.
He was leaving the place when Jun found him.
“Hi.”
“Oh, Jun-kun, how are you?”
“I’m fine but I can’t tell the same for you…what’s up? You sound miserable, drinking by yourself in the hall…”
“Maki left.”
“…Maki-chan left?” he murmured softly.
At last!
He had hard time finding an internship for the girl far from Tokyo. He had to call some friends but now he was off the hook “She will come back.”
“I know, it’s just~”
“Just what?”
“It’s the first time we are apart. She’s not only my girlfriend, she’s my best friend too, my confidant.”
“I’m here for you.” said Jun in an undertone, gazing at Sho deeply.
“It’s…don’t take it personally but there are some stuffs you can’t do.” Sho chuckled but froze when Jun turned pale. Now that he was used to going out with Jun and he almost forgot their very first discussion when he confessed. Seeing Jun’s air, he blamed himself. “Sorry, Jun-kun, I’m such an idiot.”
“No, I…know what you mean.”
“When I was a teenager I was a lonely boy. Head of the class, with a mother waiting for me each day at the end of the day to bring me back home.”
“Why?”
“Hm?”
“Why did she drove you back home? It’s weird, isn’t it? Was she afraid of something?”
Sho took another beer in the fridge and drank absentmindedly.
“I had a brother when I was a kid.”
“You had a brother?”
“He died when I was in middle school, a car crash. That’s why she drove me back; she was scared to lose another son.”
Jun lowered the head, embarrassed by this sudden trust. He waited for the explosion of joy he should have felt but this damn guiltiness cropped up again.
“He was brilliant my brother and when he died my parents told me I had to take his place now that no one could take up the family company…still today, my mother calls me by his name sometimes…it’s stupid, isn’t it?”
They are stupid thought Jun. You can’t replace a human being with another one.
“And Maki…helped you then?”
“Exactly.”
Without thinking further, Jun reached out and stroked Sho’s hand with compassion. Without calculation, without premeditation. He felt his fingers burning against Sho’s skin. Why was it different with him? The first physical move was something very important for Jun, it was an open door for a deepest relationship and a kind of test before a more daring try. But it was certainly not a move of compassion! And certainly not what he should be feeling. Suddenly his heart was beating uneasily, his cheeks flushing, his stomach twisting painfully and his throat became so dry.
Sho turned his gaze on Jun and it was only of sadness and pain. They were wetted by tears but his cheeks were dry like someone who cried too much and learnt how to stop the flow. Jun felt his fingers itching furiously. He wanted to hold him tight, to lull sweet words at his ear to tell him that he was a wonderful man, gentle and clever, that he wanted to become a better man to deserve him. Deserve him as friend, as confidant, as lover…like a comforting shadow if he was allowed to. Everything if he could stand by his side.
He kneeled at Sho’s feet, staring at him with sadness, sucking up his pain and putting his hand on Sho’s nape. Jun caressed the back of his ear with his thumb, encouraging him to put his head on his shoulder. Sho didn’t resist and bend over, finally letting a tear falling.
“Excuse me…” said a high pitched voice above. Sho leaped onto his feet, leaving Jun alone on the floor. He glared at the woman as she was pinching her nose with disgust.
“I’m looking for Aiba Masaki-kun. My son isn’t in his bedroom and I was wondering if you saw him.”
Sho hung the head, his cheeks burning, figuring out what the woman just saw. Jun rose and put his hands in his pockets, challenging her, visibly ready to jump at her throat.
“Obviously you didn’t see anything…”She hissed “You seem to be…pretty busy.”
She turned tail and an awkward silence fell between the two men.
“Sho…”
“I am going back to my bedroom.”
“Come to mine, I’ll cook for you, we’ll talk a bit.”
“I’d rather be alone tonight.”
“Because of her?!” groaned Jun, suddenly angry, refusing to let him go. “We did nothing wrong.”
“Good night, Matsumoto-kun.”
Sho ran away and Jun heard the sound of his steps in the corridors. He kicked an armchair and punched the wall behind. Seeing the blood dripping along his knuckles, he moaned with despise and grabbed his cell phone to contact one of his booty call.
Thanks to Sho, he would have a second night.
=+=
Tonight, in his locked and dark bedroom, Sho felt a light breath brushing his skin. He kept his eyes closed, thrilled when a warm body slid under the blanket by his side.
A burning breath brushed his neck and he could sense his skin erecting as a mouth caressed his jugular.
“Sho…” said a husky and eager voice in his ear, waking up his sleeping flesh.
Sho didn’t answer, didn’t dare to look at him, too afraid to break this magical moment. Since he was sleeping anything was allowed…the mouth climbed up from his neck to his jaw tenderly, avoiding his lips on purpose. A feeling of frustration pinched him deliciously and Jun smiled against his cheek.
“You’re gorgeous.” He murmured, drawing with the tip of his thumb some cabalistic drawing until his flank to finally intertwine their fingers. Jun moved their united hands inside Sho’s pyjamas to caress subtly the erected member. He tickled the extremity with his index finger, ripping the already leaking precum. He brushed Sho’s inferior lip with the salty liquid and tasted it with the tip of his tongue. Sho never felt anything more delicious than his own pleasure on Jun’s tongue. He went back south again, caressing the muscular belly and wrapped his hand on Sho’s unmoving fist. He moved until he reached the testicles and moving awfully slowly again, making him moan. Sho swayed naturally.
Jun kissed him again, more deeply and squeezed Sho’s hand tighter, accelerating his to-and-fro movements until the unavoidable orgasm. Sho screamed and released his hot load in Jun’s palm. He opened his eyes to see Jun but met only the darkness and his own hand covered by sperm. He sighed to catch his breath and he gave up to angst. He dreamt about Jun, Jun made love to him in his dream and he didn’t even think stopping it, his heart clenched with happiness and desire.
He raised, his mind confused and ran to the bathroom to erase the evidence of his crime. Because without a doubt of one reason. Maki left one week ago and he avoided Jun at all cost since the last scene. Not a day passed without Jun trying to speak to him. Yet Sho was too confused to accept. They did nothing wrong, true. He comforted him as he was feeling low and he should have been grateful but Sho knew it has been more than that. He has been moved by the way Jun gazed at him, by his cheerfulness, the gentleness he offered him and if this woman didn’t show up, Sho could swear they would have kissed. And the consequences would have been awful. Because Jun confessed his love.
What would he say to Maki? The desire to kiss him was cheating?
The only thing to do now was to run away…it wasn’t courageous, it wasn’t nice but it was better than staying by his side with this state of mind.
He dressed up hastily then peeped outside. No one. He exited and took a cab to his parents’ house.
It was Sunday and he couldn’t escape to the traditional lunch with his parents.
Sho greeted the employee at the door, asking news from her family and reached the lounge where his father was reading paper. He sat on the armchair facing his’ and immediately felt that he was preoccupied by something. When his mother asked them to sit at the table, her face so seriously closed that she barely opened her mouth, and Sho knew something bad had occurred. They eat in silent, exchanging only some news about the company and the university. The bomb exploded only after the end of the lunch, when they were in the library for the coffee.
“Sho-kun, I had a visit.” began his mother.
Sho gazed at her, startled.
“…The mother of a student from Tokyo U.”
“Yes?”
“Aiba Hibaki-san.”
“I don’t know her.”
“She, apparently knows you. She’s a member of the charity club and…she’s very aware about the rumours one can hear in our circles.”
Sho flushed, remembering the night he heard that name. “Aiba” The woman looking for her son.
“She told me you had a new friend, this Matsumoto.”
“He lives in the dormitory, indeed.”
“She saw you together and found useful to inform me. This boy isn’t respectable Sho…his reputation is deplorable.”
“He isn’t mean, Mother.”
“This isn’t the point! If you’re associated with this kind of man, can you imagine what will people say?”
“What’s bothering you exactly?” said Sho louder, feeling his anger rising.
For some reasons, attacking Jun hurt him.
“There are stories about him. He…seduced…last year a son from a good family. He’s a well-known homosexual, Sho and enjoy charming innocent young men, in order to put their intercourses on the internet.” She sighed with disgust.
Sho raised up and pinched his nose, irritated.
“People are jealous, and they know nothing about him.”
“I didn’t want to go this far but you forced me to.” She reached out and Sho’s father grabbed his laptop, and opened a file.
“Since the distribution of those pictures, the boy you can see had to leave Tokyo and the woman he married. He lost everything because of this man. Promise me you will never ever speak to him. I mean it, Sho!”
Slowly the pictures scrolled, displaying a naked Jun in bed with a man and there was no doubt about what they were doing. He felt sick. He gazed at his parents who discreetly looked everywhere but the screen and whispered a “the most surprising is that so many respectable people are in possession of such dirty pictures.”
He rushed out of the house, running to the nearest park. He felt numb and sad beyond imagination.
Sho came back only a few hours later making his way among the crowded corridors of the dormitory without a look for his peers.
The threshold barely passed, someone knocked at his door and he opened it on Jun, as expected. Sho exhaled noisily and stepped aside.
“It’s been a long time.” said Jun sitting on the couch “What’s up?”
“I ate with my parents today.” He sat on a chair far from the other.
“How was it?”
“It was pretty illuminating.” He kept on seriously.
He was angry. Against Jun, against himself because he couldn’t help but find excuses for his terrible behaviour…
“Ah?”
“Someone sent them some pictures.”
Jun frowned, seemingly unable to understand the point of the conversation.
“Pictures of you…with another man. In bed. A married man who lost his wife and his job because of the pictures.”
Jun walked to him.
“Which man?”
“There are so many men?”
“Who gave those pictures to your parents?” muttered Jun, his face misshaped with angriness.
“The woman, the other day…but that’s not the point. I promised my parents that I won’t speak to you again.”
“Are you kidding me?”
“I‘m not. It went too far.”
“Sho! Send them to Hell! We get along very well together. Don’t tell me you believe their bullshits?”
“And the pictures? Swear to me that it’s a lie and I’ll believe you…” He said looking at him straightforwardly, begging for a lie.
Jun looked into his gaze. He was about to smile, to tell that there were assholes who wanted to prank him, to separate them. He was about to walk to him and pat his shoulder to appease him and Sho would believe him. And once this lie was swallowed, he would accept everything. Even to share his bed. He could win his bet and Nino would be his at least.
But his lips were sealed. He couldn’t lie to him.
“It was before…” Was his only pitiful defence.
“Before what?”
“Before you. It’s true, I’m a bastard, a fucker, but I can swear to you, I’m sincere. I didn’t look anyone else since you.”
“And you slept with no one?”
“…”
Sho was angry enough to ask. It was none of his business. He had no right to judge Jun’s sentimental and sexual life…so why this so revealing silence hurt as hell?
“Get out.” He murmured.
“Sho, please.”
“I won’t ever see you again. You’re dead for me.”
Jun stepped back as if he had been slapped. He knew what those words meant for Sho. He knew he weighted his words. He could only repeat “Sho, please.” Flatly, his heart was aching madly, startled by the hard sentence.
He won’t be his. And in this very moment, he would have given anything to go back in time and be someone else. Someone who wouldn’t have done this kind of bet, someone who didn’t use to crush his lover’s heart, like his heart was currently suffering. He wished he had met Sho, being someone else, someone who would have deserved him because he heard this little voice in his head, mocking him, telling him served him right.
He lost him.
He never had him.
Not even a second.
Sho turned his head and Jun tiptoed, closing the door behind softly, to not hurt him more than he already did.
He was in the corridor when his mobile rang. A mail from Nino telling he waited him at his place.
Jun grabbed it as a buoy and drove to his mother’s place.
Nino was sitting in the library with a taller guy, who smiled shyly when he walked over to him.
Jun arched an eyebrow at Nino asking for the reason of this sudden invasion.
“This is Masaki-kun! Do you remember, we talked about him the last time I came.”
“Oh…the pearl?”
“Exactly.” said Nino with a smile, reaching out to Masaki who didn’t get the sibylline conversation.
“And? Why are you here both of you?”
“Come here…” said Nino gently, tapping the place by his side on the couch.
Masaki did what he was told while Jun sat on an armchair lighting a cigarette.
Nino put his arm around Masaki’s shoulder softly, stroking him as if he was a kitty searching for his master’s caress.
“Masaki-kun has a problem.”
“Really?” said Jun annoyed.
“He’s in love with his pottery teacher…shh..” He said to Aiba suddenly blushing “Jun-kun is our friend, you can tell everything, don’t worry. I’m pretty sure he can help you. Tell him.”
“I’m in love with Ohno-san.”
“And~” cut Nino, impatiently “He doesn’t know how to confess, he’s too shy. I suggest he writes a letter.”
“It’s a good idea.” agreed Jun, smiling at Nino.
He knew perfectly what Nino was aiming for. He brought him the sacrificial lamb…the son of the viper.
Jun smirked gently and leaned forward.
“Why won’t you sleep here? It’s already dark outside and perhaps could I…help you with this letter?”
“Can you do that?!” gasped Aiba, his look going from one bird of prey to another.
Nino nodded and caressed Aiba’s cheek.
“You see, I told you Jun-kun was a great friend…the best on Earth, ne, Jun-kun?”
“You’re too good to me, Nino.” smirked Jun.
“Go, Masaki-kun, the butler will show you the bedroom and Jun-kun will be here in a minute, okay?”
“Okay!”
Aiba followed the butler that Jun called and they stayed alone.
Jun smiled seductively.
“You’re ready to all out to achieve your goal, isn’t it?”
“He’s cute.”
“He’s cute” conceded Jun.
“And your affair with this…moron?” He said contemptuously.
Jun grabbed his collar.
“Don’t call him moron!” His eyes were burning with anger but seeing Nino’s startled gaze he released him “Sorry…I’m tired.”
“I knew it…he’s too tough for you. Or do you pity him? Don’t tell me you’re in love with him? No one can resist you when you really try.”
“He rejected me.” said Jun sadly.
Nino was confused. Nothing was happening like it should. He had to shake him up or he would lose him.
“And is it enough to cut your claws? Jun…”
Nino faced him and gripping his jacket, he kissed him. Still at first, Jun parted his lips, welcoming Nino’s tongue, putting his hands on the nape of his neck, the familiar excitement growing inside him.
Nino stepped back and smiled.
“Think about the night we’ll spend if you win our bet.”
He was right, thought Jun. What was this emotional mess? He lost his way, but fortunately, Nino was here. As always. He caressed his lips with his thumb, tasting Nino’s saliva on his tongue and he smirked knowingly.
“But for now…someone is waiting for you. And I have to go.”
“Are you going back to university?”
“You don’t need me…and I’ll watch for you with my cam, don’t worry. Ja’” said Nino after a last wink.
Jun readjusted his pants and climbed up the stairs, more determined than ever. She will pay, this old witch. She will be head of the list when he will send this wonderful video. Would she have the guts to send it to her friends, like she did for the pictures? No way.
He entered the room without knocking and Masaki jerked surprisingly.
He was laid down his stomach, his laptop opened on an almost white page. He wore a short and a top tank, ready for the night.
“Did you begin?” asked Jun, taking off his jacket and his pullover.
He sat by Masaki’s side and putting an arm on his waist, began to read above his shoulder. He frowned. “It sucks.” His voice was bossy and sententious.
Aiba lowered his head, ashamed.
“Erase this, I’ll tell you what you have to write.”
Masaki obeyed and gazed at him, waiting the dictation.
Jun moved his ringed finger on Masaki’s shoulder, caressing it gently as he speaks.
“Dear…how do you call him?”
“Satoshi-kun.” He murmured, his gaze focused on the hand exploring his back sensually.
“Dear Satoshi-kun, I can’t ignore my feelings any longer …write!” said Jun, staring at Masaki who was surprised as Jun was revealing his lower back.
Masaki nodded and wrote the words, flushed under the sweet caress. It was nice, he had to admit, but so unexpected…was it normal to do this kind of things? He heard Nino’s voice telling that it wasn’t wrong if he liked it and he relaxed, letting the thrill running through and shaking his body. Jun smiled victoriously. He took off Masaki’s top and tossed it on the floor. Masaki didn’t protest.
Air was hot suddenly and when he sensed Jun’s tongue running along his spine, he swayed to relieve his budding erection.
“Since we met, I can’t help but think about you as a man by whom I’d like to be loved…”
He straightened and passing his fingers under the waistband of Masaki’s underwear, revealed his so appetizing butt. He kissed it slowly, savouring the softness, then took off the short and the trunk in one goes. Aiba stared at him above his shoulder, unable to understand how he could be naked so quickly, without even thinking to complain. Jun was far too impressive and dominating. He let him do, didn’t even struggling against the pleasure he was feeling.
Jun raised and unbuttoned his shirt slowly.
“During those days we spent together, your look on me was gentle and I dare to hope, audaciously, that you could feel more than friendship for me…what again?”
“We never spent days together…”
“Write, that’s all.” said Jun authoritatively, and kept on with his stripping. “Where were we? Ah…those days together.”
He sat again and opened Masaki’s thighs, passing his finger between his round cheeks. Masaki gave him a worried look and Jun sighed annoyed “What again?”
“I’m in love with Satoshi-kun.”
“I know that’s the reason of this letter.”
“But what you’re doing to me…is it right?”
“Do you like it?”
Masaki blushed more and nodded slowly.
“So, there’s no problem at all. And Satoshi will be glad to have a lover who knows how to fulfil him. Now don’t open your mouth except for telling me you like it.”
He wetted his fingers with lubricant and rubbed his puckering hole before thrusting a knuckle inside him. Masaki tensed slightly and Jun placed between his legs, whispering in his ear:
“You can move against the mattress to pleasure yourself.”
Aiba did what he was told and moaned with contentment. Jun inserted a second finger then a third, stretching his hole to prepare him to his intrusion. No one thought about the dictation now and the sound of their pleasure was the only noise which could be heard. Jun bent over him, putting the laptop on the table by the foot of the bed. Seeing Masaki’s closed eyes, he winked at the camera. He opened wide the thighs of his partner and kneeled between them, grabbing his hips to lift them off from the bed, and guided his member to his oily entrance.
He kissed the nape of his neck and whispered erotically “I’m gonna penetrate you now. It will hurt a bit at first, but I swear to you that soon, you’ll love that.”
He moved his hips forward as he was talking to take him gently, invading his tightness deliciously, forgetting his concerns about Nino’s role in the affair.
Hearing his moans, he went further and angled his hips to hit his G-spot slowly. Masaki screamed with pleasure and Jun smirked. He wondered if Sho was hotter or tighter. Would he cry too? Would he feel the same pleasure?
Jun licked Masaki’s back, nibbling the crook of his neck and intertwined their fingers.
“Is it good?” asked Jun cupping Masaki’s chin to kiss his lips.
“Yes…it’s good…keep on please.” stuttered Masaki catching his breath.
Jun rammed into him stronger, imagining the muscular and virile body of Sho instead of the long and athletic Masaki. In that moment, he was making love to him, putting all the rage and frustration he felt since he turned his heel tonight in the Hall of the dormitory. He has been sweet and comprehensive; it didn’t work, so he had to be more aggressive. As he came deeply in Masaki, his heart exploded. He was determined to achieve his goal and win his bet. Nino would be in his bed soon and this time, he won’t be a spectator, he would be the main character of this little erotic-sensual comedy.
He withdrew and laid by Masaki’s side, caressing his face tenderly.
“So?” He whispered. “Did you like it?”
“It was great. Will it be this great with Satoshi-kun?”
“I heard it was better with someone you’re in love with.”
“Is it true?”
“That…I don’t know.” said Jun bitterly “Come here.” He opened his arms and Masaki nestled against his torso. Jun brushed his hair softly and they fell asleep.
TBC...
Author : WendyJoly
Rating : NC-17
Pairing : Various but mainly Sakumoto
Beta : The wonderful
jtaytt ♥Genre : Schemes, university and love
Summary : Masaki Aiba enters the prestigious Tokyo U and becomes the stake of a game he totally ignores.
Note : This story is a very freely adapted version of one of my ever favourite book, “Les Liaisons Dangereuses” by Choderlos de Laclos.
CHAPTER 4
After eating one of the most delicious meals in Jun’s bedroom, Sho went back quickly in his bedroom and sat at his desk with glee. Jun was right, he would work so much better, once his sense was appeased…his stomach fulfilled, Jun specified seeing Sho’s awkward look. Sho cursed in silent, thinking he saw evil everywhere. He was the most pervert…imagining insinuations when Jun only wished to be kind.
He figured that despite his willingness to ignore gossips, he was nonetheless influenced. He knew what people said. Matsumoto was a debauchee, a cold heart who enjoyed ruining reputations. But this evening, as he was bending on the casserole, an innocent smile adorning his lips, Sho realized that he wasn’t the man they thought.
Above all, they laughed together…they talked literature, arts and realized they had a lot in common. He never had friends and began to think that Jun could be one.
A few days later, when he opened the door of his bedroom, Jun was waiting for him with croissants. Sho arched a surprised eyebrow.
“What are you doing here?”
“Ohayo, Sakurai-kun! Let’s do some visiting today.”
“What do you mean?”
“We have to find an apartment for the association; I guess we have to visit some.”
“Yeah…certainly…but today isn’t a day off.”
“Do you have a test?”
“I don’t, but~”
“So let’s go.” said Jun pulling on Sho’s sleeve.
“What are you doing?”
“You’ll skip school for the very first time. And…” He whispered, putting the pastry in Sho’s mouth “It’s for you. You have to eat.”
Sho took a bite of the buttery croissant and smiled, following Jun outside as the bell rang for the beginning of the courses.
They traversed the empty campus and the air smelled flower and fresh grass. A feeling of freedom overwhelmed Sho as he got into Jun’s car to reach the downtown.
Soon after, they parked along a sidewalk where a man with a strict suit was waiting for them. The estate agent dragged them into a first building, more recent than the association’s one but far from what Jun’s was used to.
Sho entered behind the estate agent and stared at Jun who was still on the sidewalk.
“I won’t set foot inside.” He put his hands in his pockets.
“But…we have to visit.”
“Something bothers you, Sir?” asked the zealous man.
“May I be honest…” Jun frowned, reading the badge on the man’s jacket “Yamada-san…”
“Of course, Matsumoto-san.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?”
Sho remained silent and the man blanked instantaneously.
“I…don’t understand.”
“Do you intend to con us because we’re working for an association for poor kids?”
“I thought…well…”
“So, my good man, stop thinking and if you don’t know, ask. If this is all you can do for us, I’ll call one of your colleagues.”
“I‘m sorry, Sir~” The man was red as Hell “If you don’t mind following me…” He got into his car in a blink of eye.
The two boys reached Jun’s car and when they sat down, Sho looked at Jun straightforwardly, an eyebrow arched.
Jun stuck his tongue out and Sho burst out laugh. He felt his heart skipping a beat…he never had so much fun.
Yes, Jun was irreverent and arrogant, he said things Sho would have dreamed to say, he was like a breath of fresh air in his world of habits.
They visited flats all day long, eating hamburgers in a park, sitting on the grass without noticing time passing.
When they went back at the dormitory by the end of the day, laughing, Maki was at Sho’s door.
The latter froze when he figured that he didn’t call her. He ran to her, ignoring Jun’s pissed gaze.
“Oh gomen, Maki-chan…I didn’t call today…”
“I was worry.”
“I spent the day visiting apartments for the association with Jun-kun and we found a splendid one. Imouto-sensei will have a new house.”
“True?!” She hugged him tight “I’m so happy for you!”
Jun turned his back to not see them and when Sho looked for him, he released his grip on Maki, suddenly embarrassed.
“Jun-kun, do you want to join us?”
“Hm…no thanks. I’m not hungry.” He left without a look.
“Jun-kun!”
“Yeah?”
“Thanks for today.”
“You’re welcome.”
Maki gazed at one, then the other, unable to grasp the situation. They entered Sho’s bedroom and he boiled water for instant noodles.
“Do you know him, Sho-kun?”
“Not really, I mean…he proposed to lend a hand to the association and…that’s all.”
“I’m glad to hear that he’s not as bad as people say…this could serve as a lesson , there’s good in everyone.”
“True, you’re right. But I’m so surprised. Now we have to move, well, I’m talking about the association.”
“Sho-kun, I have news for you.”
“Hm?”
“Do you remember what you told me about the internship?”
“TV stations?”
“They called me today!”
“It’s great!”
“The funny thing is, I didn’t postulate. I guess someone gave them my curriculum vitae.”
“You don’t really seem to be happy…”
“Well…the internship is in Osaka.”
“Osaka?! I see…how long?”
“4 months.”
“4 months? But it’s an eternity!”
Maki laughed seeing Sho’s pitiful look. She hugged him and put her head on his shoulder.
“Do you want me to refuse?”
“Of course not…what’s 4 months? Nothing. And you’ll learn so many things, it’s good news and we should celebrate it. I should have a good bottle of…beer.” He said putting the alcohol on the table.
Maki left the following month for Osaka unhappily. If she was happy to experience a working life, leaving the man of her life until Christmas broke her heart.
Especially because she knew he won’t be alone.
Jun was here.
Too much here.
Was it her feminine intuition which told her that his friendly attitude couldn’t hide the desire he felt for her boyfriend? The same desire she had in the eye when she was alone with Sho.
Yet, she persuaded herself that her huge imagination and her inhibitions about Sho’s gorgeous neighbour surely influenced her. And even if she was right, she trusted Sho…and his heterosexuality.
Sho bid her farewell at the station and went back at the university, feeling awfully low.
He didn’t feel the courage to be alone in his bedroom and lingered in the empty student’s hall.
He was leaving the place when Jun found him.
“Hi.”
“Oh, Jun-kun, how are you?”
“I’m fine but I can’t tell the same for you…what’s up? You sound miserable, drinking by yourself in the hall…”
“Maki left.”
“…Maki-chan left?” he murmured softly.
At last!
He had hard time finding an internship for the girl far from Tokyo. He had to call some friends but now he was off the hook “She will come back.”
“I know, it’s just~”
“Just what?”
“It’s the first time we are apart. She’s not only my girlfriend, she’s my best friend too, my confidant.”
“I’m here for you.” said Jun in an undertone, gazing at Sho deeply.
“It’s…don’t take it personally but there are some stuffs you can’t do.” Sho chuckled but froze when Jun turned pale. Now that he was used to going out with Jun and he almost forgot their very first discussion when he confessed. Seeing Jun’s air, he blamed himself. “Sorry, Jun-kun, I’m such an idiot.”
“No, I…know what you mean.”
“When I was a teenager I was a lonely boy. Head of the class, with a mother waiting for me each day at the end of the day to bring me back home.”
“Why?”
“Hm?”
“Why did she drove you back home? It’s weird, isn’t it? Was she afraid of something?”
Sho took another beer in the fridge and drank absentmindedly.
“I had a brother when I was a kid.”
“You had a brother?”
“He died when I was in middle school, a car crash. That’s why she drove me back; she was scared to lose another son.”
Jun lowered the head, embarrassed by this sudden trust. He waited for the explosion of joy he should have felt but this damn guiltiness cropped up again.
“He was brilliant my brother and when he died my parents told me I had to take his place now that no one could take up the family company…still today, my mother calls me by his name sometimes…it’s stupid, isn’t it?”
They are stupid thought Jun. You can’t replace a human being with another one.
“And Maki…helped you then?”
“Exactly.”
Without thinking further, Jun reached out and stroked Sho’s hand with compassion. Without calculation, without premeditation. He felt his fingers burning against Sho’s skin. Why was it different with him? The first physical move was something very important for Jun, it was an open door for a deepest relationship and a kind of test before a more daring try. But it was certainly not a move of compassion! And certainly not what he should be feeling. Suddenly his heart was beating uneasily, his cheeks flushing, his stomach twisting painfully and his throat became so dry.
Sho turned his gaze on Jun and it was only of sadness and pain. They were wetted by tears but his cheeks were dry like someone who cried too much and learnt how to stop the flow. Jun felt his fingers itching furiously. He wanted to hold him tight, to lull sweet words at his ear to tell him that he was a wonderful man, gentle and clever, that he wanted to become a better man to deserve him. Deserve him as friend, as confidant, as lover…like a comforting shadow if he was allowed to. Everything if he could stand by his side.
He kneeled at Sho’s feet, staring at him with sadness, sucking up his pain and putting his hand on Sho’s nape. Jun caressed the back of his ear with his thumb, encouraging him to put his head on his shoulder. Sho didn’t resist and bend over, finally letting a tear falling.
“Excuse me…” said a high pitched voice above. Sho leaped onto his feet, leaving Jun alone on the floor. He glared at the woman as she was pinching her nose with disgust.
“I’m looking for Aiba Masaki-kun. My son isn’t in his bedroom and I was wondering if you saw him.”
Sho hung the head, his cheeks burning, figuring out what the woman just saw. Jun rose and put his hands in his pockets, challenging her, visibly ready to jump at her throat.
“Obviously you didn’t see anything…”She hissed “You seem to be…pretty busy.”
She turned tail and an awkward silence fell between the two men.
“Sho…”
“I am going back to my bedroom.”
“Come to mine, I’ll cook for you, we’ll talk a bit.”
“I’d rather be alone tonight.”
“Because of her?!” groaned Jun, suddenly angry, refusing to let him go. “We did nothing wrong.”
“Good night, Matsumoto-kun.”
Sho ran away and Jun heard the sound of his steps in the corridors. He kicked an armchair and punched the wall behind. Seeing the blood dripping along his knuckles, he moaned with despise and grabbed his cell phone to contact one of his booty call.
Thanks to Sho, he would have a second night.
Tonight, in his locked and dark bedroom, Sho felt a light breath brushing his skin. He kept his eyes closed, thrilled when a warm body slid under the blanket by his side.
A burning breath brushed his neck and he could sense his skin erecting as a mouth caressed his jugular.
“Sho…” said a husky and eager voice in his ear, waking up his sleeping flesh.
Sho didn’t answer, didn’t dare to look at him, too afraid to break this magical moment. Since he was sleeping anything was allowed…the mouth climbed up from his neck to his jaw tenderly, avoiding his lips on purpose. A feeling of frustration pinched him deliciously and Jun smiled against his cheek.
“You’re gorgeous.” He murmured, drawing with the tip of his thumb some cabalistic drawing until his flank to finally intertwine their fingers. Jun moved their united hands inside Sho’s pyjamas to caress subtly the erected member. He tickled the extremity with his index finger, ripping the already leaking precum. He brushed Sho’s inferior lip with the salty liquid and tasted it with the tip of his tongue. Sho never felt anything more delicious than his own pleasure on Jun’s tongue. He went back south again, caressing the muscular belly and wrapped his hand on Sho’s unmoving fist. He moved until he reached the testicles and moving awfully slowly again, making him moan. Sho swayed naturally.
Jun kissed him again, more deeply and squeezed Sho’s hand tighter, accelerating his to-and-fro movements until the unavoidable orgasm. Sho screamed and released his hot load in Jun’s palm. He opened his eyes to see Jun but met only the darkness and his own hand covered by sperm. He sighed to catch his breath and he gave up to angst. He dreamt about Jun, Jun made love to him in his dream and he didn’t even think stopping it, his heart clenched with happiness and desire.
He raised, his mind confused and ran to the bathroom to erase the evidence of his crime. Because without a doubt of one reason. Maki left one week ago and he avoided Jun at all cost since the last scene. Not a day passed without Jun trying to speak to him. Yet Sho was too confused to accept. They did nothing wrong, true. He comforted him as he was feeling low and he should have been grateful but Sho knew it has been more than that. He has been moved by the way Jun gazed at him, by his cheerfulness, the gentleness he offered him and if this woman didn’t show up, Sho could swear they would have kissed. And the consequences would have been awful. Because Jun confessed his love.
What would he say to Maki? The desire to kiss him was cheating?
The only thing to do now was to run away…it wasn’t courageous, it wasn’t nice but it was better than staying by his side with this state of mind.
He dressed up hastily then peeped outside. No one. He exited and took a cab to his parents’ house.
It was Sunday and he couldn’t escape to the traditional lunch with his parents.
Sho greeted the employee at the door, asking news from her family and reached the lounge where his father was reading paper. He sat on the armchair facing his’ and immediately felt that he was preoccupied by something. When his mother asked them to sit at the table, her face so seriously closed that she barely opened her mouth, and Sho knew something bad had occurred. They eat in silent, exchanging only some news about the company and the university. The bomb exploded only after the end of the lunch, when they were in the library for the coffee.
“Sho-kun, I had a visit.” began his mother.
Sho gazed at her, startled.
“…The mother of a student from Tokyo U.”
“Yes?”
“Aiba Hibaki-san.”
“I don’t know her.”
“She, apparently knows you. She’s a member of the charity club and…she’s very aware about the rumours one can hear in our circles.”
Sho flushed, remembering the night he heard that name. “Aiba” The woman looking for her son.
“She told me you had a new friend, this Matsumoto.”
“He lives in the dormitory, indeed.”
“She saw you together and found useful to inform me. This boy isn’t respectable Sho…his reputation is deplorable.”
“He isn’t mean, Mother.”
“This isn’t the point! If you’re associated with this kind of man, can you imagine what will people say?”
“What’s bothering you exactly?” said Sho louder, feeling his anger rising.
For some reasons, attacking Jun hurt him.
“There are stories about him. He…seduced…last year a son from a good family. He’s a well-known homosexual, Sho and enjoy charming innocent young men, in order to put their intercourses on the internet.” She sighed with disgust.
Sho raised up and pinched his nose, irritated.
“People are jealous, and they know nothing about him.”
“I didn’t want to go this far but you forced me to.” She reached out and Sho’s father grabbed his laptop, and opened a file.
“Since the distribution of those pictures, the boy you can see had to leave Tokyo and the woman he married. He lost everything because of this man. Promise me you will never ever speak to him. I mean it, Sho!”
Slowly the pictures scrolled, displaying a naked Jun in bed with a man and there was no doubt about what they were doing. He felt sick. He gazed at his parents who discreetly looked everywhere but the screen and whispered a “the most surprising is that so many respectable people are in possession of such dirty pictures.”
He rushed out of the house, running to the nearest park. He felt numb and sad beyond imagination.
Sho came back only a few hours later making his way among the crowded corridors of the dormitory without a look for his peers.
The threshold barely passed, someone knocked at his door and he opened it on Jun, as expected. Sho exhaled noisily and stepped aside.
“It’s been a long time.” said Jun sitting on the couch “What’s up?”
“I ate with my parents today.” He sat on a chair far from the other.
“How was it?”
“It was pretty illuminating.” He kept on seriously.
He was angry. Against Jun, against himself because he couldn’t help but find excuses for his terrible behaviour…
“Ah?”
“Someone sent them some pictures.”
Jun frowned, seemingly unable to understand the point of the conversation.
“Pictures of you…with another man. In bed. A married man who lost his wife and his job because of the pictures.”
Jun walked to him.
“Which man?”
“There are so many men?”
“Who gave those pictures to your parents?” muttered Jun, his face misshaped with angriness.
“The woman, the other day…but that’s not the point. I promised my parents that I won’t speak to you again.”
“Are you kidding me?”
“I‘m not. It went too far.”
“Sho! Send them to Hell! We get along very well together. Don’t tell me you believe their bullshits?”
“And the pictures? Swear to me that it’s a lie and I’ll believe you…” He said looking at him straightforwardly, begging for a lie.
Jun looked into his gaze. He was about to smile, to tell that there were assholes who wanted to prank him, to separate them. He was about to walk to him and pat his shoulder to appease him and Sho would believe him. And once this lie was swallowed, he would accept everything. Even to share his bed. He could win his bet and Nino would be his at least.
But his lips were sealed. He couldn’t lie to him.
“It was before…” Was his only pitiful defence.
“Before what?”
“Before you. It’s true, I’m a bastard, a fucker, but I can swear to you, I’m sincere. I didn’t look anyone else since you.”
“And you slept with no one?”
“…”
Sho was angry enough to ask. It was none of his business. He had no right to judge Jun’s sentimental and sexual life…so why this so revealing silence hurt as hell?
“Get out.” He murmured.
“Sho, please.”
“I won’t ever see you again. You’re dead for me.”
Jun stepped back as if he had been slapped. He knew what those words meant for Sho. He knew he weighted his words. He could only repeat “Sho, please.” Flatly, his heart was aching madly, startled by the hard sentence.
He won’t be his. And in this very moment, he would have given anything to go back in time and be someone else. Someone who wouldn’t have done this kind of bet, someone who didn’t use to crush his lover’s heart, like his heart was currently suffering. He wished he had met Sho, being someone else, someone who would have deserved him because he heard this little voice in his head, mocking him, telling him served him right.
He lost him.
He never had him.
Not even a second.
Sho turned his head and Jun tiptoed, closing the door behind softly, to not hurt him more than he already did.
He was in the corridor when his mobile rang. A mail from Nino telling he waited him at his place.
Jun grabbed it as a buoy and drove to his mother’s place.
Nino was sitting in the library with a taller guy, who smiled shyly when he walked over to him.
Jun arched an eyebrow at Nino asking for the reason of this sudden invasion.
“This is Masaki-kun! Do you remember, we talked about him the last time I came.”
“Oh…the pearl?”
“Exactly.” said Nino with a smile, reaching out to Masaki who didn’t get the sibylline conversation.
“And? Why are you here both of you?”
“Come here…” said Nino gently, tapping the place by his side on the couch.
Masaki did what he was told while Jun sat on an armchair lighting a cigarette.
Nino put his arm around Masaki’s shoulder softly, stroking him as if he was a kitty searching for his master’s caress.
“Masaki-kun has a problem.”
“Really?” said Jun annoyed.
“He’s in love with his pottery teacher…shh..” He said to Aiba suddenly blushing “Jun-kun is our friend, you can tell everything, don’t worry. I’m pretty sure he can help you. Tell him.”
“I’m in love with Ohno-san.”
“And~” cut Nino, impatiently “He doesn’t know how to confess, he’s too shy. I suggest he writes a letter.”
“It’s a good idea.” agreed Jun, smiling at Nino.
He knew perfectly what Nino was aiming for. He brought him the sacrificial lamb…the son of the viper.
Jun smirked gently and leaned forward.
“Why won’t you sleep here? It’s already dark outside and perhaps could I…help you with this letter?”
“Can you do that?!” gasped Aiba, his look going from one bird of prey to another.
Nino nodded and caressed Aiba’s cheek.
“You see, I told you Jun-kun was a great friend…the best on Earth, ne, Jun-kun?”
“You’re too good to me, Nino.” smirked Jun.
“Go, Masaki-kun, the butler will show you the bedroom and Jun-kun will be here in a minute, okay?”
“Okay!”
Aiba followed the butler that Jun called and they stayed alone.
Jun smiled seductively.
“You’re ready to all out to achieve your goal, isn’t it?”
“He’s cute.”
“He’s cute” conceded Jun.
“And your affair with this…moron?” He said contemptuously.
Jun grabbed his collar.
“Don’t call him moron!” His eyes were burning with anger but seeing Nino’s startled gaze he released him “Sorry…I’m tired.”
“I knew it…he’s too tough for you. Or do you pity him? Don’t tell me you’re in love with him? No one can resist you when you really try.”
“He rejected me.” said Jun sadly.
Nino was confused. Nothing was happening like it should. He had to shake him up or he would lose him.
“And is it enough to cut your claws? Jun…”
Nino faced him and gripping his jacket, he kissed him. Still at first, Jun parted his lips, welcoming Nino’s tongue, putting his hands on the nape of his neck, the familiar excitement growing inside him.
Nino stepped back and smiled.
“Think about the night we’ll spend if you win our bet.”
He was right, thought Jun. What was this emotional mess? He lost his way, but fortunately, Nino was here. As always. He caressed his lips with his thumb, tasting Nino’s saliva on his tongue and he smirked knowingly.
“But for now…someone is waiting for you. And I have to go.”
“Are you going back to university?”
“You don’t need me…and I’ll watch for you with my cam, don’t worry. Ja’” said Nino after a last wink.
Jun readjusted his pants and climbed up the stairs, more determined than ever. She will pay, this old witch. She will be head of the list when he will send this wonderful video. Would she have the guts to send it to her friends, like she did for the pictures? No way.
He entered the room without knocking and Masaki jerked surprisingly.
He was laid down his stomach, his laptop opened on an almost white page. He wore a short and a top tank, ready for the night.
“Did you begin?” asked Jun, taking off his jacket and his pullover.
He sat by Masaki’s side and putting an arm on his waist, began to read above his shoulder. He frowned. “It sucks.” His voice was bossy and sententious.
Aiba lowered his head, ashamed.
“Erase this, I’ll tell you what you have to write.”
Masaki obeyed and gazed at him, waiting the dictation.
Jun moved his ringed finger on Masaki’s shoulder, caressing it gently as he speaks.
“Dear…how do you call him?”
“Satoshi-kun.” He murmured, his gaze focused on the hand exploring his back sensually.
“Dear Satoshi-kun, I can’t ignore my feelings any longer …write!” said Jun, staring at Masaki who was surprised as Jun was revealing his lower back.
Masaki nodded and wrote the words, flushed under the sweet caress. It was nice, he had to admit, but so unexpected…was it normal to do this kind of things? He heard Nino’s voice telling that it wasn’t wrong if he liked it and he relaxed, letting the thrill running through and shaking his body. Jun smiled victoriously. He took off Masaki’s top and tossed it on the floor. Masaki didn’t protest.
Air was hot suddenly and when he sensed Jun’s tongue running along his spine, he swayed to relieve his budding erection.
“Since we met, I can’t help but think about you as a man by whom I’d like to be loved…”
He straightened and passing his fingers under the waistband of Masaki’s underwear, revealed his so appetizing butt. He kissed it slowly, savouring the softness, then took off the short and the trunk in one goes. Aiba stared at him above his shoulder, unable to understand how he could be naked so quickly, without even thinking to complain. Jun was far too impressive and dominating. He let him do, didn’t even struggling against the pleasure he was feeling.
Jun raised and unbuttoned his shirt slowly.
“During those days we spent together, your look on me was gentle and I dare to hope, audaciously, that you could feel more than friendship for me…what again?”
“We never spent days together…”
“Write, that’s all.” said Jun authoritatively, and kept on with his stripping. “Where were we? Ah…those days together.”
He sat again and opened Masaki’s thighs, passing his finger between his round cheeks. Masaki gave him a worried look and Jun sighed annoyed “What again?”
“I’m in love with Satoshi-kun.”
“I know that’s the reason of this letter.”
“But what you’re doing to me…is it right?”
“Do you like it?”
Masaki blushed more and nodded slowly.
“So, there’s no problem at all. And Satoshi will be glad to have a lover who knows how to fulfil him. Now don’t open your mouth except for telling me you like it.”
He wetted his fingers with lubricant and rubbed his puckering hole before thrusting a knuckle inside him. Masaki tensed slightly and Jun placed between his legs, whispering in his ear:
“You can move against the mattress to pleasure yourself.”
Aiba did what he was told and moaned with contentment. Jun inserted a second finger then a third, stretching his hole to prepare him to his intrusion. No one thought about the dictation now and the sound of their pleasure was the only noise which could be heard. Jun bent over him, putting the laptop on the table by the foot of the bed. Seeing Masaki’s closed eyes, he winked at the camera. He opened wide the thighs of his partner and kneeled between them, grabbing his hips to lift them off from the bed, and guided his member to his oily entrance.
He kissed the nape of his neck and whispered erotically “I’m gonna penetrate you now. It will hurt a bit at first, but I swear to you that soon, you’ll love that.”
He moved his hips forward as he was talking to take him gently, invading his tightness deliciously, forgetting his concerns about Nino’s role in the affair.
Hearing his moans, he went further and angled his hips to hit his G-spot slowly. Masaki screamed with pleasure and Jun smirked. He wondered if Sho was hotter or tighter. Would he cry too? Would he feel the same pleasure?
Jun licked Masaki’s back, nibbling the crook of his neck and intertwined their fingers.
“Is it good?” asked Jun cupping Masaki’s chin to kiss his lips.
“Yes…it’s good…keep on please.” stuttered Masaki catching his breath.
Jun rammed into him stronger, imagining the muscular and virile body of Sho instead of the long and athletic Masaki. In that moment, he was making love to him, putting all the rage and frustration he felt since he turned his heel tonight in the Hall of the dormitory. He has been sweet and comprehensive; it didn’t work, so he had to be more aggressive. As he came deeply in Masaki, his heart exploded. He was determined to achieve his goal and win his bet. Nino would be in his bed soon and this time, he won’t be a spectator, he would be the main character of this little erotic-sensual comedy.
He withdrew and laid by Masaki’s side, caressing his face tenderly.
“So?” He whispered. “Did you like it?”
“It was great. Will it be this great with Satoshi-kun?”
“I heard it was better with someone you’re in love with.”
“Is it true?”
“That…I don’t know.” said Jun bitterly “Come here.” He opened his arms and Masaki nestled against his torso. Jun brushed his hair softly and they fell asleep.
TBC...
