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Fic for yukitsubute! (part 1)
To: yukitsubute, continued in part 2
Title: The perfect fit
Pairing/Group: Junba, if you squint Sakumiya, Ohno has a guest appearance too
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: BDSM, spanking, whipping/flogging, orgasm denial, a tiny bit of dirty talk, D/s relationship – nothing hardcore though (!)
Word Count: ~9000
Summary: When Aiba sees Jun for the first time he knows they are made for each other. Jun is new to the scene though and not as experienced, but Aiba doesn’t mind. He is an experienced Dom, patient and ready to adapt to Jun’s pace
(the story is basically just an excuse to write 20 pages of smut ^^)
Notes: Dearyukitsubute, I immediately got drawn to your Junba prompt with Aiba as the dominant part. It’s so rare to read DoS!Aiba, so I thought I could give it a try ^^ I hope you will like this. <3
From the moment Aiba lays eyes on him in the club he knows they are made for each other. He swears, there is just something in the air that pulls him towards this man. It has to be destiny.
The guy has this tough, cool exterior which sparks Aiba’s interest immediately. He is rather tall, like Aiba himself, has broad shoulders but a small waist, a bit skinny yet strong, he looks like he is working out, pretty lean. From the distance Aiba isn’t sure about the colour of his eyes, but dang his face looks sharp and edgy, and those lips. He is quite a sight. Before getting his hopes up too high Aiba’s eyes snap down to the man’s wrist, just to be sure, a smile spreading on his lips when he sees the yellow bracelet. Single. Looking for a partner. Sub. Something in Aiba’s stomach tugs in anticipation.
Many doms like their subs to be… more on the fragile side, he however likes his partner to be equal to him, he likes to have someone strong. The prospect of looking after someone does excite Aiba, like it should excite any dom, but at the same time he likes a strong character next to him.
“Who is that guy?” Aiba asks when he finally sees Nino amongst a bunch of people. Nino has been standing next to the guy for a while, talking to him. He just always knows everyone.
Nino blinks. “Ten minutes here and you already found someone you like?”
“It’s a single party, no time to waste,” Aiba mumbles.
“True,” Nino grins. “I’ve laid eyes on someone too,” he chuckles, pointing at a serious looking guy, with a round face and pouty lips, leaning against the bar. He seems to realize Nino is looking at him, because he raises his eyebrows and his lips tug into a smirk. “The barkeeper told me his name is Sho. Need to hurry and talk to him. Just… the problem is...” Nino shifts around nervously. “I didn’t come alone today though. Need to watch out for my friend.”
“Yeah,” Aiba jokes when he takes a second look at the firm looking guy. “You like them strict.” Then he eyes Nino with interest. “Your friend? You came with him, right?” Aiba nods into the direction of the beautiful guy. Up to now three men have approached him, but the guy sent them all away again. Aiba klicks his tongue, getting more interested with every minute he watches.
“That’s Jun,” Nino comments. “It’s his first time here. I brought him along. He's been alone for too long already, thought he might find someone here.”
“Really?” Aiba asks interested. “And he is a sub?”
“Yeah, not really experienced though,” Nino points out, starting to shove Aiba into Jun’s direction. “Glad you are interested, better you than one of the nasty guys who are always lurking around such places. Please take care for him, okay?” He winks suggestively. “Don’t let him out of your sight.”
Aiba nods, normally he would have argued with Nino about his order and definitely not agreed, but this time... he has nothing to complain about.
Nino waves casually at Jun. “J, I want to introduce you to my best friend, Masaki.” Nino grins. “Don’t underestimate him because of his sweet exterior and goofy smile, he is like super-dominant. Be sassy, and he is going to spank you, and you won’t be able to sit down all day~”
Jun blushes slightly, while Aiba rolls his eyes. “How about you worry about your own butt?” Aiba teases and nods into Sho’s direction. His eyes have been following them all the while.
“Oh,” Nino blinks. “Right. Have a great time, you two!”
~~~
“Well,” Aiba chuckles. “Nino-kun already blurted out my name, but let me introduce myself properly.” He reaches out his hand. “Aiba Masaki.”
Jun takes his hand carefully. “Matsumoto Jun.” He is wearing a few rings and bracelets, it makes Aiba smile secretly. He seems to like accessories. Probably into classy stuff. Leather, silk… whips. Leather.
Before Aiba can start a talk though, one of these bulked up dudes approaches them. One of these idiots who obviously haven’t understood the concept of such an event and the club in general. Unfortunately there are always some of these annoying guys, who mistake BDSM for a free pass to do whatever they like. Another one for the blacklist it seems.
“Hey you,” the guy complains into Aiba’s direction. “I saw him first!”
Jun seems to get nervous immediately, and Aiba instinctively reaches out his hand to squeeze his thigh soothingly.
Then he looks at the guy in front of him sharply, his eyes narrowed, frowning deeply. “This is not a buffet,” he says with a calm but warning voice. “And not a market either. If you don’t understand this, this is not the place for you. If I see you harassing someone here, I’ll make sure you never set your foot into this establishment ever again.”
Guys like that look tough, but there is nothing about them, Aiba knows that. Strength does not come from bodily strength. It’s easy for him to deal with such guys. The dude retreats for real without saying anything else, and Aiba nods contently. When Aiba turns to look at Jun, the latter is looking at him in awe. There is something in his eyes that makes Aiba feel fuzzy immediately.
Still… he squeezes Jun’s thigh again. “You are too easy to impress,” he reprimands softly. “Be more careful.”
Jun nods, eyes still looking at Aiba with careful interest. “Do I need to be wary of you? Are you dangerous?”
Aiba chuckles. He reaches out his hand, touching Jun’s cheek tenderly. “Very dangerous,” he says softly, happy when it makes Jun smile.
“Nino-kun said, you are very experienced,” Jun says, his cool expression betrayed by the nervous shaking in his voice.
Aiba smiles brightly. “I’m looking for a partner, not for fast sex. The relationships most of us here are looking for have a lot of red and grey areas that differ for every couple.”
“I don’t even know my grey or red areas,” Jun says quietly.
Aiba rubs with his thumb over Jun’s cheek. “I know.”
“Does it matter to you?”
Aiba smiles brightly. “Do I look like it bothers me?”
Jun finally returns the smile, a beautiful dazzling smile. “Do you want to drink something?” he asks, surprisingly direct all of a sudden.
“Of course.” Aiba’s heart makes a careful jump. He likes how Jun can suddenly become confident and bold, and then retreat into his shyness. He likes that he puts on this tough stoic mask, but seems to be soft inside. There is going to be so much to discover.
Two hours later he knows that Jun works in a book shop he co-owns with a certain Ohno Satoshi, Jun’s childhood friend, and as a DJ once or twice a week in a pretty well-known club. He also knows that Jun has a great sense of humour, is a tease, loves romances and action movies, owns three bonsais he adores, can’t handle animals, and likes shopping. He also knows that the texture of his lips is as soft as he hoped they would be. And that Jun is shy first at the first physical contact which involves Jun being pressed against the wall, with Aiba’s hands on his hips and Aiba’s lips kissing him firmly. But that he grows more confident and bold with every minute.
~~~
They have met a few times already for dates, picnics, shopping, going out for dinner and to the movies. Aiba really enjoys these dates with Jun. It’s been so long that he actually dated someone, that he could call someone his boyfriend. It feels so good. He even visited Jun in his bookshop once, fascinated by how serious Jun is when he works, and how handsome he looks with his glasses on.
During all these dates Aiba hasn’t even touched on the subject of anything that might be related to bed or his lifestyle, to the things he enjoys doing in bed and to the things Jun might be enjoying too. He knows he needs to be patient and not rush things, because Nino already told him a few times that Jun doesn't have much experience in this field. And to be honest, Aiba doesn’t even feel the need to rush, he enjoys meeting Jun like this too.
“Masaki-san,” Jun turns around. They went to have dinner together, a weird top-notch place that only served them salad and half-cooked undefined pieces of food on tiny plates. Both of them had the time of their lives there, giggling, making fun of the food, and kissing whenever no one was looking. “Do you want to come upstairs?”
Aiba smiles brightly, happy about the invitation. “I thought you would never ask,” he exclaims, plastering little kisses on Jun’s face.
Jun giggles. “You could have asked yourself!”
They both know he couldn’t. Aiba knows it even more than Jun. Because Jun has to set the pace in this relationship here, he has to get everything rolling in a way he feels comfortable with.
Jun feels comfortable now, it seems, because they hardly make it through his entrance door, and Jun’s arms are already tugging at him, hungry lips kissing him. And Aiba lets him for a while, before grabbing Jun by his hips and shoving him against the wall. He nips at Jun’s bottom lip sharply, fingers slipping underneath his shirt and twisting and pinching one of his nipples between his fingers. Jun moans and flinches, but doesn’t move away. “Do you want this, Jun?” Aiba asks softly. “Because we can always have vanilla sex too.”
“I want this,” Jun mumbles, much to Aiba’s surprise not hesitating. “But I have not much experience with it.”
“That doesn’t matter,” Aiba sucks at Jun’s neck sharply, enjoying the way Jun’s body shivers and he moans his name. “Because we have all the time in the world. And even if you wouldn’t want it, I would still be here today and hold you in my arms. Because it just so happens that I like you a lot.”
Something in Jun’s eyes seems to light up, and he suddenly seems to let go of his doubts completely. “Make me yours, Masaki,” he says. “I want to feel you inside of me. Now!”
Aiba clicks with his tongue, a smirk appearing on his lips. “Are you giving me orders?” he asks, his voice edgier than usual.
Jun’s breath hitches. “I’m sorry,” he whispers, and much to Aiba’s surprise giving in to submission immediately.
Aiba nods in approval, surging forward to kiss Jun hungrily. He nips at his bottom lip again, biting down on it, before his tongue demands entrance. Jun opens his lips, and Aiba pushes his tongue in, not tentative but rather rough and demanding. When they part, Jun pants and his eyes are glazed with want.
Jun is about to pull them to the couch, but Aiba grabs his hand, and shakes his head. “Bedroom,” he orders. He is definitely not going to take Jun on the sofa. The more space they have the better. “I want to see and feel all of you.”
Jun nods, and when they approach Jun’s bed and he sits down on it, Aiba straddles his hips, taking his face between his hands. “I want you to talk more with me,” he says, planting kisses on Jun’s cheek.
“Talk,” Jun stutters.
“Yes, I want to hear your voice,” Aiba mumbles, his tongue moving over Jun’s neck teasingly. “I want to hear you moan, and tell me what you like, and what you don’t like. I want you to voice how certain things feel for you.” He moves back a bit, but doesn’t leave Jun’s lap. Instead he tugs at Jun’s shirt. “Take that off.”
Again Jun only nods, making Aiba chuckle. “You have such a beautiful voice, Jun-kun. Talk to me.”
Jun blushes. “I will try,” he promises nervously.
“Like…” Aiba waits for him to drop the shirt on the floor, before pushing him down on his back. He bends forward, and bites one of Jun’s nipples sharply, making his lover yelp. “How does that feel?”
“Hurts,” Jun stutters, moaning when Aiba starts licking and sucking at his abused nipple. “But it’s warm too.”
“You want me to stop with what I’m doing?”
“No!” Jun calls out, and almost blushes at his own words.
Aiba gives him a soft kiss as a reward, his finger twisting and squeezing Jun’s other nipple. “They are sensitive,” he says with a smile. “You are sensitive,” he teases, fingers softly brushing over Jun’s upper body, feeling the warm and soft skin. He pauses for a moment, taking in the picture in front of him in awe. Jun’s lips are slightly parted, he is breathing heavily, he is not wearing make-up which Aiba loves because Jun is perfect the way he is, even when his face shows signs that it wasn’t always blemishfree in his teenage years. His eyes are looking at him curiously, expectantly and a bit anxiously, a good mixture. Aiba lets his hand wander down to Jun’s trousers, starting to rub his crotch teasingly. When Jun jumps slightly, he smiles. “I love that you are so sensitive, Jun. Do you want to get rid of your trousers?” he asks with a smirk, while stroking Jun through his pants. “You are so hard already. Should I allow you to take them off?”
“Please,” Jun whines.
“For today,” Aiba whispers softly into Jun’s ear. “I’ll let you have your way, but don’t expect it every time.”
Jun’s eyelids flutter, and Aiba is amazed by the effect he has on Jun. He is so lucky really, he bends down to kiss Jun softly, a sudden wave of love overflowing him. His kiss is a contrast to all the teasing and biting from before. “You are wonderful,” he whispers. “I can’t believe how good you are, Jun.”
Jun’s body shivers slightly at his praise, making Aiba smile. “You are wonderful too,” Jun whispers, sounding slightly embarrassed.
Aiba holds back a teasing remark at Jun’s answer. He can do that the next times they have sex. For now… “Lube and condoms?”
“Bedside drawer.”
Aiba bends to the side, opening the drawer and pulling out said items. His eyes however suddenly get drawn in by a different object. He smirks, taking the vibrator in his hands. It’s black, not too big, but the tip is bent slightly, there are batteries in it… the size and the shape of it make it obvious that this little item is supposed to tease. “Interesting,” Aiba states. “You like toys.”
Jun looks like he is about to die inwardly, covering his face with his hands but Aiba pulls them away. “Don’t cover yourself,” he orders.
“But-“
“It’s cleaned?”
“Of course.”
Aiba nods contently. His hand wanders down to Jun’s dick, stroking him teasingly, while he starts to lick the vibrator. Jun’s reaction is really worth it, because his cock jumps and twitches immediately. He is easy to tease and sensitive to touches. Aiba moves his hand from Jun’s dick, using a generous amount of lube on his fingers before turning Jun over swiftly. It seems to take Jun by surprise though, because he yelps slightly, but there is no other sound of discomfort coming from him. On the contrary, he actually pushes against Aiba’s fingers, when Aiba parts his butt cheeks slightly and teases his hole. Jun’s butt is round and tight, and Aiba wonders what colour his butt cheeks will turn if he lands a smack on them. This is not the right timing though, but he will come back to Jun’s beautiful butt another day, no denying that.
“Your ass is gorgeous,” he says with a chuckle, kneading Jun’s left butt cheek, while slicking Jun’s hole up further. Before Jun can complain though he pushes two of his fingers inside. Jun moans and cries at the same time. Aiba doesn’t give him much time to adjust, instead moving his fingers immediately, scissoring them to stretch Jun properly. “How does it feel?” he wants to know, bending forward to kiss Jun’s shoulders.
“It burns a bit,” Jun answers breathlessly. “But it’s also good.”
Jun’s answer goes right to his cock. Jeez, he is getting good at that. At answering and saying the right things.
When Jun starts pushing back against Aiba impatiently, Aiba pulls his fingers out, ignoring the whine from Jun. Jun’s complains however get muffled when he pushes the slicked up vibrator into Jun carefully. Aiba switches it on almost immediately, making Jun squirm and moan in desperation. “How does it feel?” he asks teasingly.
“It’s…” Jun’s voice trails off. “It’s…”
Aiba twitches the item a bit, so that he is sure it will hit Jun’s prostate, making Jun moan and pant.
“Masaki,” Jun whines. “Please, I want to come.”
“Not yet,” Aiba answers firmly, twisting the vibrator again. When Jun bucks his hips, his body twitching, he switches it off. For a moment he doesn't do or touch anything, ignoring Jun’s begging completely until Jun’s breath evens out a bit. “Not yet,” he repeats. “You will come when I tell you to come.”
Jun nods, and Aiba turns him on his back again, hovering above him, before slapping him across his cheek lightly. It’s not a hard slap, and it makes Jun moan slightly. Aiba rests his hand on Jun’s cheek, his thumb parting Jun’s lips and pushing inside his mouth. Jun complies immediately, sucking at Aiba’s thumb. “You are doing so well, Jun,” he states. “As a reward I’m soon going to fuck you.”
Jun hums around Aiba’s fingers, and with a little smirk Aiba removes the vibrator from Jun’s hole, switching it on again and moving it over Jun’s dick. Jun cries out, his eyes closing shut, his back arching. Aiba twists the item a bit, continuing to brush it over Jun’s dick teasingly, including the tip of Jun’s cock. Before Jun can come though, he wraps his fingers around the tip of Jun’s dick, preventing him from coming. “Masaki,” Jun whines. “Please.”
“What did I tell you?” Aiba asks.
Jun bites down on his lips, his chest heaving but he doesn’t complain anymore. Aiba waits for him to calm down slightly, before removing his finger and instead grabbing Jun by his hips. He dabs Jun’s cheek once more before he settles between his legs, putting them over his shoulders and bending them forward like that, until they almost meet the backrest and Jun is basically doubled over. He really is flexible, Aiba thinks with pride, and he is doing so well. He stretches his head, pressing a heated kiss on Jun’s lips. “You are doing so well, Jun. I’m so proud of you,” he states, before pushing his dick into Jun in one go. He muffles Jun’s moan with another kiss, not spending any time with teasing. “How do you want me to fuck you?”
“Fast!” Jun huffs.
Aiba dabs his cheek warningly.
“I mean… fast… please,” Jun rephrases his words, his cheeks flushed. He looks stunning like this.
“How about fast and hard?” Aiba offers innocently.
Jun nods immediately. Aiba doesn’t tease him anymore, instead starting to pound into Jun relentlessly, his hips snapping forward with fast, strong movements. He takes the vibrator into his hand again, switching it on and moving it over the tip of Jun’s cock again. A shiver goes through Jun’s body, he whines and moans an incoherent mess of words, and Aiba is sure that he hears his name in between too.
“You may come,” he says, throwing the vibrator to the side, and wrapping his hand around Jun’s cock tightly. It takes him only a few brushes before Jun arches his back, his muscles around Aiba’s cock tensing, before he comes with a loud moan. Aiba pumps his cock until there is no liquid coming out anymore, before pounding into Jun again. He closes his eyes, taking in Jun’s scent and his warm body beneath him, his panting… before he comes too, moaning out Jun’s name.
He allows himself a few seconds to even out his breath before he pulls his now soft cock out of Jun carefully, releasing his legs and putting them down on the mattress carefully. Then he pulls Jun into his arms.
Jun nuzzles his head in Aiba’s neck, his breath feeling warm and shaky. He is still shivering a bit, and Aiba hugs him tighter. “You were so good, Jun,” he croons, hoping he manages to project all his overflowing feelings in his voice. “It might be early to say it, but I really love you.”
Jun’s lips turn into a smile. “Really?”
“Yes, you are wonderful.”
Jun snuggles closer, and although he doesn’t answer to Aiba’s confession, Aiba knows by his body reaction that he feels the same. He doesn’t prompt him to say something though. Jun will tell him whenever he feels able to stay these words. For now he brushes over Jun’s back, all the while praising him for being the perfect lover. When Jun finally comes down from his high, he giggles. “You are so cheesy, Masaki-kun.” He places a kiss against Masaki’s neck. “Thank you.”
“Did you enjoy it?” Aiba wants to know.
Jun nods eagerly. “It was wonderful. I’m sorry in case I’m awkward at the beginning or doing something wrong-“
Aiba stops him before he can say anything more, pulling back a bit to look into Jun’s eyes. “You did nothing wrong, Jun. You hear me? You are perfect the way you are, and I love how we can discover everything together.”
“But you are more experienced when it’s about BDSM,” Jun points out nervously.
“And?” Aiba shrugs. “Do I look in any way bothered to you?”
Jun blinks. Then he shakes his head.
“I love being dominant,” Aiba smiles brightly. “But it’s not only the sex for me. I love looking after someone. You will never need to pressure yourself into anything with me. You can take as much time as you want. We’ll find out what you like, and what you hate. And we’ll stick to the first. For now how about we continue what we have, and gradually – whenever you feel ready for something new – I’ll show you new things?”
Jun nods. “I would love to do it that way. I can research a bit then.”
“You should definitely research.” Aiba smiles. “To see what turns you off immediately. Just don’t watch any gross hardcore porn, believe me. I don’t want you to be traumatized like a little puppy.”
Jun laughs heartedly.
Aiba chuckles, he pats Jun’s back. “Fine, and now, shower.”
“I don’t want to move,” Jun mumbles.
Aiba grins. “I hope I don’t articulate myself so badly,” he teases. “Because I think my orders were clear.”
Jun sighs dramatically, like this is actually the most difficult thing they were doing tonight. Aiba smiles in amusement, pulling Jun along to the bathroom.
Once settled in the bathtub Jun seems to get more and more drowsy though, and Aiba hurries with helping him to clean himself up. Jun’s back feels pretty tensed though, making Aiba frown at the little bumps he feels there. “Jun,” he starts while massaging him. “Are you working that much? You are pretty tensed.”
Jun blushes. “I’m not sure-“
“Yes, you are,” Aiba interrupts him sharply.
Jun blushes. “I might overdo things sometimes,” he admits.
Aiba squeezes his shoulders. “Thank you for being honest,” he says warmly, his fingers tapping against Jun’s shoulders carefully to ease the tension. “I know you are passionate about your work, I think I can actually learn something from you there. But let’s not overdo it, shall we?”
Jun nods, his head leaning against Aiba’s knee. “I’ll try.”
Half an hour later Aiba has forced a complaining (I can fetch something to drink myself!) Jun into bed, before going to the kitchen and getting some soda and juice for them. “I still think I could have gotten the drink myself,” Jun argues.
Aiba grins and kisses him softly. “Let me just pamper you, okay?”
“Fine,” Jun sighs like he actually doesn’t enjoy the attention. But they both know he does.
~~~
yukitsubute, continued in part 2Title: The perfect fit
Pairing/Group: Junba, if you squint Sakumiya, Ohno has a guest appearance too
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: BDSM, spanking, whipping/flogging, orgasm denial, a tiny bit of dirty talk, D/s relationship – nothing hardcore though (!)
Word Count: ~9000
Summary: When Aiba sees Jun for the first time he knows they are made for each other. Jun is new to the scene though and not as experienced, but Aiba doesn’t mind. He is an experienced Dom, patient and ready to adapt to Jun’s pace
(the story is basically just an excuse to write 20 pages of smut ^^)
Notes: Dear
yukitsubute, I immediately got drawn to your Junba prompt with Aiba as the dominant part. It’s so rare to read DoS!Aiba, so I thought I could give it a try ^^ I hope you will like this. <3From the moment Aiba lays eyes on him in the club he knows they are made for each other. He swears, there is just something in the air that pulls him towards this man. It has to be destiny.
The guy has this tough, cool exterior which sparks Aiba’s interest immediately. He is rather tall, like Aiba himself, has broad shoulders but a small waist, a bit skinny yet strong, he looks like he is working out, pretty lean. From the distance Aiba isn’t sure about the colour of his eyes, but dang his face looks sharp and edgy, and those lips. He is quite a sight. Before getting his hopes up too high Aiba’s eyes snap down to the man’s wrist, just to be sure, a smile spreading on his lips when he sees the yellow bracelet. Single. Looking for a partner. Sub. Something in Aiba’s stomach tugs in anticipation.
Many doms like their subs to be… more on the fragile side, he however likes his partner to be equal to him, he likes to have someone strong. The prospect of looking after someone does excite Aiba, like it should excite any dom, but at the same time he likes a strong character next to him.
“Who is that guy?” Aiba asks when he finally sees Nino amongst a bunch of people. Nino has been standing next to the guy for a while, talking to him. He just always knows everyone.
Nino blinks. “Ten minutes here and you already found someone you like?”
“It’s a single party, no time to waste,” Aiba mumbles.
“True,” Nino grins. “I’ve laid eyes on someone too,” he chuckles, pointing at a serious looking guy, with a round face and pouty lips, leaning against the bar. He seems to realize Nino is looking at him, because he raises his eyebrows and his lips tug into a smirk. “The barkeeper told me his name is Sho. Need to hurry and talk to him. Just… the problem is...” Nino shifts around nervously. “I didn’t come alone today though. Need to watch out for my friend.”
“Yeah,” Aiba jokes when he takes a second look at the firm looking guy. “You like them strict.” Then he eyes Nino with interest. “Your friend? You came with him, right?” Aiba nods into the direction of the beautiful guy. Up to now three men have approached him, but the guy sent them all away again. Aiba klicks his tongue, getting more interested with every minute he watches.
“That’s Jun,” Nino comments. “It’s his first time here. I brought him along. He's been alone for too long already, thought he might find someone here.”
“Really?” Aiba asks interested. “And he is a sub?”
“Yeah, not really experienced though,” Nino points out, starting to shove Aiba into Jun’s direction. “Glad you are interested, better you than one of the nasty guys who are always lurking around such places. Please take care for him, okay?” He winks suggestively. “Don’t let him out of your sight.”
Aiba nods, normally he would have argued with Nino about his order and definitely not agreed, but this time... he has nothing to complain about.
Nino waves casually at Jun. “J, I want to introduce you to my best friend, Masaki.” Nino grins. “Don’t underestimate him because of his sweet exterior and goofy smile, he is like super-dominant. Be sassy, and he is going to spank you, and you won’t be able to sit down all day~”
Jun blushes slightly, while Aiba rolls his eyes. “How about you worry about your own butt?” Aiba teases and nods into Sho’s direction. His eyes have been following them all the while.
“Oh,” Nino blinks. “Right. Have a great time, you two!”
~~~
“Well,” Aiba chuckles. “Nino-kun already blurted out my name, but let me introduce myself properly.” He reaches out his hand. “Aiba Masaki.”
Jun takes his hand carefully. “Matsumoto Jun.” He is wearing a few rings and bracelets, it makes Aiba smile secretly. He seems to like accessories. Probably into classy stuff. Leather, silk… whips. Leather.
Before Aiba can start a talk though, one of these bulked up dudes approaches them. One of these idiots who obviously haven’t understood the concept of such an event and the club in general. Unfortunately there are always some of these annoying guys, who mistake BDSM for a free pass to do whatever they like. Another one for the blacklist it seems.
“Hey you,” the guy complains into Aiba’s direction. “I saw him first!”
Jun seems to get nervous immediately, and Aiba instinctively reaches out his hand to squeeze his thigh soothingly.
Then he looks at the guy in front of him sharply, his eyes narrowed, frowning deeply. “This is not a buffet,” he says with a calm but warning voice. “And not a market either. If you don’t understand this, this is not the place for you. If I see you harassing someone here, I’ll make sure you never set your foot into this establishment ever again.”
Guys like that look tough, but there is nothing about them, Aiba knows that. Strength does not come from bodily strength. It’s easy for him to deal with such guys. The dude retreats for real without saying anything else, and Aiba nods contently. When Aiba turns to look at Jun, the latter is looking at him in awe. There is something in his eyes that makes Aiba feel fuzzy immediately.
Still… he squeezes Jun’s thigh again. “You are too easy to impress,” he reprimands softly. “Be more careful.”
Jun nods, eyes still looking at Aiba with careful interest. “Do I need to be wary of you? Are you dangerous?”
Aiba chuckles. He reaches out his hand, touching Jun’s cheek tenderly. “Very dangerous,” he says softly, happy when it makes Jun smile.
“Nino-kun said, you are very experienced,” Jun says, his cool expression betrayed by the nervous shaking in his voice.
Aiba smiles brightly. “I’m looking for a partner, not for fast sex. The relationships most of us here are looking for have a lot of red and grey areas that differ for every couple.”
“I don’t even know my grey or red areas,” Jun says quietly.
Aiba rubs with his thumb over Jun’s cheek. “I know.”
“Does it matter to you?”
Aiba smiles brightly. “Do I look like it bothers me?”
Jun finally returns the smile, a beautiful dazzling smile. “Do you want to drink something?” he asks, surprisingly direct all of a sudden.
“Of course.” Aiba’s heart makes a careful jump. He likes how Jun can suddenly become confident and bold, and then retreat into his shyness. He likes that he puts on this tough stoic mask, but seems to be soft inside. There is going to be so much to discover.
Two hours later he knows that Jun works in a book shop he co-owns with a certain Ohno Satoshi, Jun’s childhood friend, and as a DJ once or twice a week in a pretty well-known club. He also knows that Jun has a great sense of humour, is a tease, loves romances and action movies, owns three bonsais he adores, can’t handle animals, and likes shopping. He also knows that the texture of his lips is as soft as he hoped they would be. And that Jun is shy first at the first physical contact which involves Jun being pressed against the wall, with Aiba’s hands on his hips and Aiba’s lips kissing him firmly. But that he grows more confident and bold with every minute.
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They have met a few times already for dates, picnics, shopping, going out for dinner and to the movies. Aiba really enjoys these dates with Jun. It’s been so long that he actually dated someone, that he could call someone his boyfriend. It feels so good. He even visited Jun in his bookshop once, fascinated by how serious Jun is when he works, and how handsome he looks with his glasses on.
During all these dates Aiba hasn’t even touched on the subject of anything that might be related to bed or his lifestyle, to the things he enjoys doing in bed and to the things Jun might be enjoying too. He knows he needs to be patient and not rush things, because Nino already told him a few times that Jun doesn't have much experience in this field. And to be honest, Aiba doesn’t even feel the need to rush, he enjoys meeting Jun like this too.
“Masaki-san,” Jun turns around. They went to have dinner together, a weird top-notch place that only served them salad and half-cooked undefined pieces of food on tiny plates. Both of them had the time of their lives there, giggling, making fun of the food, and kissing whenever no one was looking. “Do you want to come upstairs?”
Aiba smiles brightly, happy about the invitation. “I thought you would never ask,” he exclaims, plastering little kisses on Jun’s face.
Jun giggles. “You could have asked yourself!”
They both know he couldn’t. Aiba knows it even more than Jun. Because Jun has to set the pace in this relationship here, he has to get everything rolling in a way he feels comfortable with.
Jun feels comfortable now, it seems, because they hardly make it through his entrance door, and Jun’s arms are already tugging at him, hungry lips kissing him. And Aiba lets him for a while, before grabbing Jun by his hips and shoving him against the wall. He nips at Jun’s bottom lip sharply, fingers slipping underneath his shirt and twisting and pinching one of his nipples between his fingers. Jun moans and flinches, but doesn’t move away. “Do you want this, Jun?” Aiba asks softly. “Because we can always have vanilla sex too.”
“I want this,” Jun mumbles, much to Aiba’s surprise not hesitating. “But I have not much experience with it.”
“That doesn’t matter,” Aiba sucks at Jun’s neck sharply, enjoying the way Jun’s body shivers and he moans his name. “Because we have all the time in the world. And even if you wouldn’t want it, I would still be here today and hold you in my arms. Because it just so happens that I like you a lot.”
Something in Jun’s eyes seems to light up, and he suddenly seems to let go of his doubts completely. “Make me yours, Masaki,” he says. “I want to feel you inside of me. Now!”
Aiba clicks with his tongue, a smirk appearing on his lips. “Are you giving me orders?” he asks, his voice edgier than usual.
Jun’s breath hitches. “I’m sorry,” he whispers, and much to Aiba’s surprise giving in to submission immediately.
Aiba nods in approval, surging forward to kiss Jun hungrily. He nips at his bottom lip again, biting down on it, before his tongue demands entrance. Jun opens his lips, and Aiba pushes his tongue in, not tentative but rather rough and demanding. When they part, Jun pants and his eyes are glazed with want.
Jun is about to pull them to the couch, but Aiba grabs his hand, and shakes his head. “Bedroom,” he orders. He is definitely not going to take Jun on the sofa. The more space they have the better. “I want to see and feel all of you.”
Jun nods, and when they approach Jun’s bed and he sits down on it, Aiba straddles his hips, taking his face between his hands. “I want you to talk more with me,” he says, planting kisses on Jun’s cheek.
“Talk,” Jun stutters.
“Yes, I want to hear your voice,” Aiba mumbles, his tongue moving over Jun’s neck teasingly. “I want to hear you moan, and tell me what you like, and what you don’t like. I want you to voice how certain things feel for you.” He moves back a bit, but doesn’t leave Jun’s lap. Instead he tugs at Jun’s shirt. “Take that off.”
Again Jun only nods, making Aiba chuckle. “You have such a beautiful voice, Jun-kun. Talk to me.”
Jun blushes. “I will try,” he promises nervously.
“Like…” Aiba waits for him to drop the shirt on the floor, before pushing him down on his back. He bends forward, and bites one of Jun’s nipples sharply, making his lover yelp. “How does that feel?”
“Hurts,” Jun stutters, moaning when Aiba starts licking and sucking at his abused nipple. “But it’s warm too.”
“You want me to stop with what I’m doing?”
“No!” Jun calls out, and almost blushes at his own words.
Aiba gives him a soft kiss as a reward, his finger twisting and squeezing Jun’s other nipple. “They are sensitive,” he says with a smile. “You are sensitive,” he teases, fingers softly brushing over Jun’s upper body, feeling the warm and soft skin. He pauses for a moment, taking in the picture in front of him in awe. Jun’s lips are slightly parted, he is breathing heavily, he is not wearing make-up which Aiba loves because Jun is perfect the way he is, even when his face shows signs that it wasn’t always blemishfree in his teenage years. His eyes are looking at him curiously, expectantly and a bit anxiously, a good mixture. Aiba lets his hand wander down to Jun’s trousers, starting to rub his crotch teasingly. When Jun jumps slightly, he smiles. “I love that you are so sensitive, Jun. Do you want to get rid of your trousers?” he asks with a smirk, while stroking Jun through his pants. “You are so hard already. Should I allow you to take them off?”
“Please,” Jun whines.
“For today,” Aiba whispers softly into Jun’s ear. “I’ll let you have your way, but don’t expect it every time.”
Jun’s eyelids flutter, and Aiba is amazed by the effect he has on Jun. He is so lucky really, he bends down to kiss Jun softly, a sudden wave of love overflowing him. His kiss is a contrast to all the teasing and biting from before. “You are wonderful,” he whispers. “I can’t believe how good you are, Jun.”
Jun’s body shivers slightly at his praise, making Aiba smile. “You are wonderful too,” Jun whispers, sounding slightly embarrassed.
Aiba holds back a teasing remark at Jun’s answer. He can do that the next times they have sex. For now… “Lube and condoms?”
“Bedside drawer.”
Aiba bends to the side, opening the drawer and pulling out said items. His eyes however suddenly get drawn in by a different object. He smirks, taking the vibrator in his hands. It’s black, not too big, but the tip is bent slightly, there are batteries in it… the size and the shape of it make it obvious that this little item is supposed to tease. “Interesting,” Aiba states. “You like toys.”
Jun looks like he is about to die inwardly, covering his face with his hands but Aiba pulls them away. “Don’t cover yourself,” he orders.
“But-“
“It’s cleaned?”
“Of course.”
Aiba nods contently. His hand wanders down to Jun’s dick, stroking him teasingly, while he starts to lick the vibrator. Jun’s reaction is really worth it, because his cock jumps and twitches immediately. He is easy to tease and sensitive to touches. Aiba moves his hand from Jun’s dick, using a generous amount of lube on his fingers before turning Jun over swiftly. It seems to take Jun by surprise though, because he yelps slightly, but there is no other sound of discomfort coming from him. On the contrary, he actually pushes against Aiba’s fingers, when Aiba parts his butt cheeks slightly and teases his hole. Jun’s butt is round and tight, and Aiba wonders what colour his butt cheeks will turn if he lands a smack on them. This is not the right timing though, but he will come back to Jun’s beautiful butt another day, no denying that.
“Your ass is gorgeous,” he says with a chuckle, kneading Jun’s left butt cheek, while slicking Jun’s hole up further. Before Jun can complain though he pushes two of his fingers inside. Jun moans and cries at the same time. Aiba doesn’t give him much time to adjust, instead moving his fingers immediately, scissoring them to stretch Jun properly. “How does it feel?” he wants to know, bending forward to kiss Jun’s shoulders.
“It burns a bit,” Jun answers breathlessly. “But it’s also good.”
Jun’s answer goes right to his cock. Jeez, he is getting good at that. At answering and saying the right things.
When Jun starts pushing back against Aiba impatiently, Aiba pulls his fingers out, ignoring the whine from Jun. Jun’s complains however get muffled when he pushes the slicked up vibrator into Jun carefully. Aiba switches it on almost immediately, making Jun squirm and moan in desperation. “How does it feel?” he asks teasingly.
“It’s…” Jun’s voice trails off. “It’s…”
Aiba twitches the item a bit, so that he is sure it will hit Jun’s prostate, making Jun moan and pant.
“Masaki,” Jun whines. “Please, I want to come.”
“Not yet,” Aiba answers firmly, twisting the vibrator again. When Jun bucks his hips, his body twitching, he switches it off. For a moment he doesn't do or touch anything, ignoring Jun’s begging completely until Jun’s breath evens out a bit. “Not yet,” he repeats. “You will come when I tell you to come.”
Jun nods, and Aiba turns him on his back again, hovering above him, before slapping him across his cheek lightly. It’s not a hard slap, and it makes Jun moan slightly. Aiba rests his hand on Jun’s cheek, his thumb parting Jun’s lips and pushing inside his mouth. Jun complies immediately, sucking at Aiba’s thumb. “You are doing so well, Jun,” he states. “As a reward I’m soon going to fuck you.”
Jun hums around Aiba’s fingers, and with a little smirk Aiba removes the vibrator from Jun’s hole, switching it on again and moving it over Jun’s dick. Jun cries out, his eyes closing shut, his back arching. Aiba twists the item a bit, continuing to brush it over Jun’s dick teasingly, including the tip of Jun’s cock. Before Jun can come though, he wraps his fingers around the tip of Jun’s dick, preventing him from coming. “Masaki,” Jun whines. “Please.”
“What did I tell you?” Aiba asks.
Jun bites down on his lips, his chest heaving but he doesn’t complain anymore. Aiba waits for him to calm down slightly, before removing his finger and instead grabbing Jun by his hips. He dabs Jun’s cheek once more before he settles between his legs, putting them over his shoulders and bending them forward like that, until they almost meet the backrest and Jun is basically doubled over. He really is flexible, Aiba thinks with pride, and he is doing so well. He stretches his head, pressing a heated kiss on Jun’s lips. “You are doing so well, Jun. I’m so proud of you,” he states, before pushing his dick into Jun in one go. He muffles Jun’s moan with another kiss, not spending any time with teasing. “How do you want me to fuck you?”
“Fast!” Jun huffs.
Aiba dabs his cheek warningly.
“I mean… fast… please,” Jun rephrases his words, his cheeks flushed. He looks stunning like this.
“How about fast and hard?” Aiba offers innocently.
Jun nods immediately. Aiba doesn’t tease him anymore, instead starting to pound into Jun relentlessly, his hips snapping forward with fast, strong movements. He takes the vibrator into his hand again, switching it on and moving it over the tip of Jun’s cock again. A shiver goes through Jun’s body, he whines and moans an incoherent mess of words, and Aiba is sure that he hears his name in between too.
“You may come,” he says, throwing the vibrator to the side, and wrapping his hand around Jun’s cock tightly. It takes him only a few brushes before Jun arches his back, his muscles around Aiba’s cock tensing, before he comes with a loud moan. Aiba pumps his cock until there is no liquid coming out anymore, before pounding into Jun again. He closes his eyes, taking in Jun’s scent and his warm body beneath him, his panting… before he comes too, moaning out Jun’s name.
He allows himself a few seconds to even out his breath before he pulls his now soft cock out of Jun carefully, releasing his legs and putting them down on the mattress carefully. Then he pulls Jun into his arms.
Jun nuzzles his head in Aiba’s neck, his breath feeling warm and shaky. He is still shivering a bit, and Aiba hugs him tighter. “You were so good, Jun,” he croons, hoping he manages to project all his overflowing feelings in his voice. “It might be early to say it, but I really love you.”
Jun’s lips turn into a smile. “Really?”
“Yes, you are wonderful.”
Jun snuggles closer, and although he doesn’t answer to Aiba’s confession, Aiba knows by his body reaction that he feels the same. He doesn’t prompt him to say something though. Jun will tell him whenever he feels able to stay these words. For now he brushes over Jun’s back, all the while praising him for being the perfect lover. When Jun finally comes down from his high, he giggles. “You are so cheesy, Masaki-kun.” He places a kiss against Masaki’s neck. “Thank you.”
“Did you enjoy it?” Aiba wants to know.
Jun nods eagerly. “It was wonderful. I’m sorry in case I’m awkward at the beginning or doing something wrong-“
Aiba stops him before he can say anything more, pulling back a bit to look into Jun’s eyes. “You did nothing wrong, Jun. You hear me? You are perfect the way you are, and I love how we can discover everything together.”
“But you are more experienced when it’s about BDSM,” Jun points out nervously.
“And?” Aiba shrugs. “Do I look in any way bothered to you?”
Jun blinks. Then he shakes his head.
“I love being dominant,” Aiba smiles brightly. “But it’s not only the sex for me. I love looking after someone. You will never need to pressure yourself into anything with me. You can take as much time as you want. We’ll find out what you like, and what you hate. And we’ll stick to the first. For now how about we continue what we have, and gradually – whenever you feel ready for something new – I’ll show you new things?”
Jun nods. “I would love to do it that way. I can research a bit then.”
“You should definitely research.” Aiba smiles. “To see what turns you off immediately. Just don’t watch any gross hardcore porn, believe me. I don’t want you to be traumatized like a little puppy.”
Jun laughs heartedly.
Aiba chuckles, he pats Jun’s back. “Fine, and now, shower.”
“I don’t want to move,” Jun mumbles.
Aiba grins. “I hope I don’t articulate myself so badly,” he teases. “Because I think my orders were clear.”
Jun sighs dramatically, like this is actually the most difficult thing they were doing tonight. Aiba smiles in amusement, pulling Jun along to the bathroom.
Once settled in the bathtub Jun seems to get more and more drowsy though, and Aiba hurries with helping him to clean himself up. Jun’s back feels pretty tensed though, making Aiba frown at the little bumps he feels there. “Jun,” he starts while massaging him. “Are you working that much? You are pretty tensed.”
Jun blushes. “I’m not sure-“
“Yes, you are,” Aiba interrupts him sharply.
Jun blushes. “I might overdo things sometimes,” he admits.
Aiba squeezes his shoulders. “Thank you for being honest,” he says warmly, his fingers tapping against Jun’s shoulders carefully to ease the tension. “I know you are passionate about your work, I think I can actually learn something from you there. But let’s not overdo it, shall we?”
Jun nods, his head leaning against Aiba’s knee. “I’ll try.”
Half an hour later Aiba has forced a complaining (I can fetch something to drink myself!) Jun into bed, before going to the kitchen and getting some soda and juice for them. “I still think I could have gotten the drink myself,” Jun argues.
Aiba grins and kisses him softly. “Let me just pamper you, okay?”
“Fine,” Jun sighs like he actually doesn’t enjoy the attention. But they both know he does.
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