[TRACK 1] MISSION #2 - IN THE PARKING LOT
Track 1, Mission 2 - In The Parking Lot
Yohji and Ryuichi get friendly in the parking lot of the club.
It was more chilly outside the club, but part of that could be attributed to the loss of body heat, and in Ryuichi's case, a protective warm shirt. The parking lot wasn't necessarily huge, so it didn't take long to locate Yohji's car. Like the man who drove it, it was certainly something else.
Not many people in Tokyo drove a green convertible roadster with large wheels and a rollover cage. It looked something like out of a magazine, except it was right there, real.
Ryuichi walked around it, holding Kumagorou close to his chest as he inspected the vehicle. Then he held the plush close to his ear, nodding as the rabbit spoke. With a grin, he turned to Yohji,
"Kuma-chan likes your car, no da!"
"Thanks Kuma-chan, I'm glad you like it." Yohji smiled, playing along with Ryu's imaginary friend. It was a bit strange to see Ryuichi hop back and fourth on his personas. Yohji wasn't sure what to do, but as the singer rounded his car a few times he figured it was probably that, that made the man more adorable.
Ryuichi placed the rabbit in the passenger seat, then made another round about the car and Yohji as well. His eyes lost their innocence again, looking almost indigo in the night. Yohji felt like a specimen in observation. Eyes looking him over made him shiver and he watched as the innocent look in Ryu's eyes disappeared. Then the guy did something that was pretty much every man's wet dream...
"It's nice," he said, opting for sitting on the hood, letting his feet rest on the bumper and spreading his legs apart just enough. Ryuichi let his arms support his upper body as he turned his head back to look up at the sky.
"It's always so bright," he said in a hushed voice. "The lights make it hard to see the stars, to really see them. I miss seeing stars..."
Ryuichi Sakuma had just sat on his car and spread his legs.
Yohji wiped the drool on his lips.
Walking around to the front of the car, he stood before Ryuichi. "Yes, the city lights make it hard to see." But that wasn't what he was looking at currently. Ryuichi brought his gaze back down to the other man. He was pleased to see that he had moved closer. "My apartment is on the second floor and I have a balcony with a nice view. You can see the stars better from there," Yohji said.
His apartment did sound appealing...much more so than the hotel room Ryuichi was currently staying in. He was in the process of moving out of his own place - too many fans ended up knowing where it was. A night in a real apartment again sounded most appealing...as did the company.
Getting a little bolder Yohji stepped to stand in between Ryu's parted knees and placed a hand on either side of the singer's hips against the car, his height making him tower over so the singer was directly beneath him. Ryuichi didn't move an inch as the younger man moved in, just watching him with those glittering eyes and the barest hints of a smirk. Yohji leaned in closer so that they were chest to chest. The singer moved his legs in more so that they rested on Yohji's own hips, feet still along the bumper.
"You seem a little cold," Yohji murmured as he suckled on one of Ryuichi's ear piercings. "I can warm you up."
"I am cold..." Ryuichi affirmed quietly, closing his eyes and letting his teeth graze against Yohji's jawline. "You still have my shirt, Yohji-kun..." he pointed out, though right then he wanted to be covered with something else. A soft moan escaped his lips as the sucking on his ear-ring, and he purred into the other man's hair. One hand snaked up one of the younger man's arms and began to gently massage the back of his neck.
"hm...I don't think you need your shirt, you'll just be taking it off again later anyway." He murmured moving his lips down to the curve of Ryu's neck. He suckled there gently until the skin was a nice pink. Ryuichi leaned back against the car fully and he moved along with him. Completely laying ontop of the singer, their groins rubbed again and he was so hard he was sure Ryu felt it.
The car was cold, but the hand on his neck was warm, hot even. Just like it's owner.
Ryuichi leaned back more against the car hood until his back was fully resting on it, and he gazed up at Yohji. The singer's whole body then did a shiver from the metal of the car.
"Na...Even your cars cold..." He let that hand begin to stroke the other man's hair. "You're not cold though, Yohji-kun. And you make me feel..." Ryuichi's voice trailed off as his other hand started to move up and down the inner thigh of his own leg. He locked eyes with Yohji and smiled.
"I can warm you up Ryu. Just tell me how you want it." Yohji said. He pulled back and watched as Ryu caressed the inner of his own thigh.
Jesus the man was sexy! Smirking at an idea that just popped in his head, he slid down slowly. His hands dragging down along the torso of the singer until he reached the bellybutton. With the see through shirt still on, he blew warm air over the little nub. "Is that better?" He asked.
"Or..." Placing his own hand over Ryu's, he moved it over to the singers hardon. "..is that better?"
Ryuichi kept his hand in Yohji's hair as the man slid down his body, leaning up a bit on his elbows to watch. He shuddered again at the hands on him. Yes, Ryuichi was warming up quite nicely. The air around them was hot, but the night was still chilly and bitter, prickling at the skin that both men had exposed. Yet Ryuichi was beginning to like it in a masochistic sort of way.
Blue eyes clouded over at the warm breath flowing over his stomach. Ryuichi was yearning for that mouth is so many ways, the way it talked, the way it touched, the way it felt...
His breath hitched as he felt his own hand on his growing erection, tightly held back due to the material of his pants. "Nnn..." he moaned with a pant, very, very gently rubbing himself underneath Yohji's hand. "Nnyeah...that's better..."
Ryuichi's legs began to move apart on their own accord, making more room for Yohji and more room for Ryuichi to touch himself. His right leg moved down until it reached the other man's bum, using that new foothold to push Yohji back up the length of his body and capture the other man's lips in an open-mouthed kiss.
Yohji grew harder watching Ryuichi rub himself. Oh how he wanted that hand on his own member! To have it rub him the same way.
Sliding further in closer, if possible, he gripped Ryu's hand once more before being pulled up for a sensous kiss. He moaned into Ryu's mouth, loving the taste of the man's lips and tongue pressed against his.
His hand on Ryu's groin, moved it aside and slowly grabbed the lip of the zipper. Pulling it down slowly he unzipped the leather pants exposing one hard member to the open air. His finger tickled the soft fine hair there before slipping beneath the leather...
Ryuichi was not expecting that at all. A long moan broke out into the other's mouth, and Ryuichi had to tear his lips away from Yohji's to breathe. The sharp breath in and gasp followed as he felt Yohji's hands on him. The other man's touch on his erection only made him get harder, taking in more little gasps and pants.
He hadn't been touched in any intimate way like this for much too long.
Leather clad hips bucked up into the touch, sending more little tingle waves of pleasure throughout Ryuichi's lower body. The hand in Yohji's hair gripped a little roughly before smoothing out the strands in apology.
"Mmnn...Ah-h! Please, Yohji-kun..." he breathed out, eyes half-lidded. He moved his hips again.
Smiling to himself he stroked the hard member in his hand. Loving the little gasps the singer let out. Makes him wonder exactly what it would take to make this pop star sing. No harm in finding out?
"As you wish Sakuma-sama" Yohji chuckled as he slid down all the way until his shoulders were pressed against Ryuichis' thighs. Squeezing his erection again, Yohji tugged on the leather until the full member was exposed. He raised his eyes to catch Ryu's, and then with the tip of his tongue..licked along the underside of the singer's hardon.
He blew warm air over the wet skin before taking the whole thing into his warm mouth. He moaned, sending vibrations down the member as he suckled. His hand gently pushing Ryu's thighs apart a little more of more room
Ryuichi's head fell back against the hood, his normally powerful lungs reduced to a long string pants as he tried to gulp in enough air to stay conscious. That mouth on him felt immensely good as he thrust up into it, the humming making his blood boil with lust.
"Ahhhnnnn-h!" a sigh hitched into a high-pitched gasp as he tried to thrust into that warm cavern. "Yohjinn...Mmmmnnn.." His head thrashed to the side, hair now slightly sticking to his forehead and the car.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, Ryuichi hoped Kumagorou had taken to hiding. His bunny didn't need to hear him or see him like this.
Ryuichi lifted one his legs to rest over the other man's shoulder, trying to pull his body closer. He wanted that heat, that spark that Yohji brought. He craved it. He hadn't felt a spark like that in...
"Aaahhnnnnn...Yeah...l-like that..." he moaned. But even the way he moaned seemed to follow some hidden melody.
Yohji smiled around a mouthful. So that's all it took to make him sing? But it wasn't enough, he wanted to hear those powerful lungs reach it's pinnacle.
One leg tossed over his shoulder gave him more space and ability to pull the leather pants down further so that Ryu's bare bottom rubbed against the metal of the car. His hands rubbed the softness of the singers' firm bottom as he continued to eat away at Ryuichi's member. He loved how the smaller man thrusted into his mouth, showed how eager he was and that told Yohji, he was doing a good job.
Releasing Ryuichi from his mouth, a long string of saliva trailing from the corner of his lips to the tip of Ryu's member, Yohji smiled cockily. "Are you warm now Sakuma-sama?"
His finger teasing the line down Ryuichi's ass, teasingly trying to dip in.
A soft but almost melodic whimper escaped his lips when he was let out of Yohji's mouth and exposed to the chill of the night once again. He just moaned in response, trying to catch his breath, a breath that jumped when he felt that finger tease his bottom. Yohji pulled back and leaned upwards to give the singer a firm kiss, letting Ryu taste himself. Ryuichi accepted the kiss breathlessly, eagerly licking up everything he could taste.
Yotan pulled away. "Let's get out of here. Too many people might recognize you and I don't think you want to be on the cover of 'Sex Daily'?" He said. "Besides, I want you spread on my bed moaning my name before I take this any further." He winked.
Dark blue cracked open when the younger man began to speak. Even though Ryuichi didn't like being left as he was climbing closer to release, he didn't have too much of a problem with it either. With a little smirk, he literally slid down the car hood, disappearing beneath Yohji.
For a minute there he really thought Sakuma was going to go down on him. He just disappeared beneath him, he could feel the slim body slide against his as the singer moved around until he popped again beside the car, tucking himself back into his pants.
Standing next to the car, Ryuichi readjusted his pants, slipping his hardness back inside, even though it hurt. But he left the pants unzipped. He didn't speak as he hopped over the door and landed in the passenger's seat, pleased to see that his bunny had hid a bit. He pulled Kumagorou out.
"You're going to have to go to bed early tonight," he whispered to the plush. "No, you won't get a bed time story right now...I'll make it up to you later, no da, there are just some things bunnies can't see, understand?" Kumagorou did and Ryuichi gave him a happy hug.
Settling back into the seat, Kumagorou happily on the floor - there was no way he would sit the bunny in his lap at this state - Ryuichi idly twiddled with his hair, watching Yohji get in as well.
Yotan licked his lips, his hardon painfully rubbing against his own leather jeans. Walking around he climbed into the super seven and started the car. The roar of the engine as he hit the gas only made him harder. 275 HP beneath him baby!
With a look that bordered innocent virgin and horny demon, Ryu asked, "Is there really a magazine called 'Sex Daily'?
Looking over to Ryuichi, Yohji tucked a slim eartail behind the singers ear. "There is...and if you're nice I might let you see it." He smirked.
To be Continued.....
Yohji and Ryuichi get friendly in the parking lot of the club.
It was more chilly outside the club, but part of that could be attributed to the loss of body heat, and in Ryuichi's case, a protective warm shirt. The parking lot wasn't necessarily huge, so it didn't take long to locate Yohji's car. Like the man who drove it, it was certainly something else.
Not many people in Tokyo drove a green convertible roadster with large wheels and a rollover cage. It looked something like out of a magazine, except it was right there, real.
Ryuichi walked around it, holding Kumagorou close to his chest as he inspected the vehicle. Then he held the plush close to his ear, nodding as the rabbit spoke. With a grin, he turned to Yohji,
"Kuma-chan likes your car, no da!"
"Thanks Kuma-chan, I'm glad you like it." Yohji smiled, playing along with Ryu's imaginary friend. It was a bit strange to see Ryuichi hop back and fourth on his personas. Yohji wasn't sure what to do, but as the singer rounded his car a few times he figured it was probably that, that made the man more adorable.
Ryuichi placed the rabbit in the passenger seat, then made another round about the car and Yohji as well. His eyes lost their innocence again, looking almost indigo in the night. Yohji felt like a specimen in observation. Eyes looking him over made him shiver and he watched as the innocent look in Ryu's eyes disappeared. Then the guy did something that was pretty much every man's wet dream...
"It's nice," he said, opting for sitting on the hood, letting his feet rest on the bumper and spreading his legs apart just enough. Ryuichi let his arms support his upper body as he turned his head back to look up at the sky.
"It's always so bright," he said in a hushed voice. "The lights make it hard to see the stars, to really see them. I miss seeing stars..."
Ryuichi Sakuma had just sat on his car and spread his legs.
Yohji wiped the drool on his lips.
Walking around to the front of the car, he stood before Ryuichi. "Yes, the city lights make it hard to see." But that wasn't what he was looking at currently. Ryuichi brought his gaze back down to the other man. He was pleased to see that he had moved closer. "My apartment is on the second floor and I have a balcony with a nice view. You can see the stars better from there," Yohji said.
His apartment did sound appealing...much more so than the hotel room Ryuichi was currently staying in. He was in the process of moving out of his own place - too many fans ended up knowing where it was. A night in a real apartment again sounded most appealing...as did the company.
Getting a little bolder Yohji stepped to stand in between Ryu's parted knees and placed a hand on either side of the singer's hips against the car, his height making him tower over so the singer was directly beneath him. Ryuichi didn't move an inch as the younger man moved in, just watching him with those glittering eyes and the barest hints of a smirk. Yohji leaned in closer so that they were chest to chest. The singer moved his legs in more so that they rested on Yohji's own hips, feet still along the bumper.
"You seem a little cold," Yohji murmured as he suckled on one of Ryuichi's ear piercings. "I can warm you up."
"I am cold..." Ryuichi affirmed quietly, closing his eyes and letting his teeth graze against Yohji's jawline. "You still have my shirt, Yohji-kun..." he pointed out, though right then he wanted to be covered with something else. A soft moan escaped his lips as the sucking on his ear-ring, and he purred into the other man's hair. One hand snaked up one of the younger man's arms and began to gently massage the back of his neck.
"hm...I don't think you need your shirt, you'll just be taking it off again later anyway." He murmured moving his lips down to the curve of Ryu's neck. He suckled there gently until the skin was a nice pink. Ryuichi leaned back against the car fully and he moved along with him. Completely laying ontop of the singer, their groins rubbed again and he was so hard he was sure Ryu felt it.
The car was cold, but the hand on his neck was warm, hot even. Just like it's owner.
Ryuichi leaned back more against the car hood until his back was fully resting on it, and he gazed up at Yohji. The singer's whole body then did a shiver from the metal of the car.
"Na...Even your cars cold..." He let that hand begin to stroke the other man's hair. "You're not cold though, Yohji-kun. And you make me feel..." Ryuichi's voice trailed off as his other hand started to move up and down the inner thigh of his own leg. He locked eyes with Yohji and smiled.
"I can warm you up Ryu. Just tell me how you want it." Yohji said. He pulled back and watched as Ryu caressed the inner of his own thigh.
Jesus the man was sexy! Smirking at an idea that just popped in his head, he slid down slowly. His hands dragging down along the torso of the singer until he reached the bellybutton. With the see through shirt still on, he blew warm air over the little nub. "Is that better?" He asked.
"Or..." Placing his own hand over Ryu's, he moved it over to the singers hardon. "..is that better?"
Ryuichi kept his hand in Yohji's hair as the man slid down his body, leaning up a bit on his elbows to watch. He shuddered again at the hands on him. Yes, Ryuichi was warming up quite nicely. The air around them was hot, but the night was still chilly and bitter, prickling at the skin that both men had exposed. Yet Ryuichi was beginning to like it in a masochistic sort of way.
Blue eyes clouded over at the warm breath flowing over his stomach. Ryuichi was yearning for that mouth is so many ways, the way it talked, the way it touched, the way it felt...
His breath hitched as he felt his own hand on his growing erection, tightly held back due to the material of his pants. "Nnn..." he moaned with a pant, very, very gently rubbing himself underneath Yohji's hand. "Nnyeah...that's better..."
Ryuichi's legs began to move apart on their own accord, making more room for Yohji and more room for Ryuichi to touch himself. His right leg moved down until it reached the other man's bum, using that new foothold to push Yohji back up the length of his body and capture the other man's lips in an open-mouthed kiss.
Yohji grew harder watching Ryuichi rub himself. Oh how he wanted that hand on his own member! To have it rub him the same way.
Sliding further in closer, if possible, he gripped Ryu's hand once more before being pulled up for a sensous kiss. He moaned into Ryu's mouth, loving the taste of the man's lips and tongue pressed against his.
His hand on Ryu's groin, moved it aside and slowly grabbed the lip of the zipper. Pulling it down slowly he unzipped the leather pants exposing one hard member to the open air. His finger tickled the soft fine hair there before slipping beneath the leather...
Ryuichi was not expecting that at all. A long moan broke out into the other's mouth, and Ryuichi had to tear his lips away from Yohji's to breathe. The sharp breath in and gasp followed as he felt Yohji's hands on him. The other man's touch on his erection only made him get harder, taking in more little gasps and pants.
He hadn't been touched in any intimate way like this for much too long.
Leather clad hips bucked up into the touch, sending more little tingle waves of pleasure throughout Ryuichi's lower body. The hand in Yohji's hair gripped a little roughly before smoothing out the strands in apology.
"Mmnn...Ah-h! Please, Yohji-kun..." he breathed out, eyes half-lidded. He moved his hips again.
Smiling to himself he stroked the hard member in his hand. Loving the little gasps the singer let out. Makes him wonder exactly what it would take to make this pop star sing. No harm in finding out?
"As you wish Sakuma-sama" Yohji chuckled as he slid down all the way until his shoulders were pressed against Ryuichis' thighs. Squeezing his erection again, Yohji tugged on the leather until the full member was exposed. He raised his eyes to catch Ryu's, and then with the tip of his tongue..licked along the underside of the singer's hardon.
He blew warm air over the wet skin before taking the whole thing into his warm mouth. He moaned, sending vibrations down the member as he suckled. His hand gently pushing Ryu's thighs apart a little more of more room
Ryuichi's head fell back against the hood, his normally powerful lungs reduced to a long string pants as he tried to gulp in enough air to stay conscious. That mouth on him felt immensely good as he thrust up into it, the humming making his blood boil with lust.
"Ahhhnnnn-h!" a sigh hitched into a high-pitched gasp as he tried to thrust into that warm cavern. "Yohjinn...Mmmmnnn.." His head thrashed to the side, hair now slightly sticking to his forehead and the car.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, Ryuichi hoped Kumagorou had taken to hiding. His bunny didn't need to hear him or see him like this.
Ryuichi lifted one his legs to rest over the other man's shoulder, trying to pull his body closer. He wanted that heat, that spark that Yohji brought. He craved it. He hadn't felt a spark like that in...
"Aaahhnnnnn...Yeah...l-like that..." he moaned. But even the way he moaned seemed to follow some hidden melody.
Yohji smiled around a mouthful. So that's all it took to make him sing? But it wasn't enough, he wanted to hear those powerful lungs reach it's pinnacle.
One leg tossed over his shoulder gave him more space and ability to pull the leather pants down further so that Ryu's bare bottom rubbed against the metal of the car. His hands rubbed the softness of the singers' firm bottom as he continued to eat away at Ryuichi's member. He loved how the smaller man thrusted into his mouth, showed how eager he was and that told Yohji, he was doing a good job.
Releasing Ryuichi from his mouth, a long string of saliva trailing from the corner of his lips to the tip of Ryu's member, Yohji smiled cockily. "Are you warm now Sakuma-sama?"
His finger teasing the line down Ryuichi's ass, teasingly trying to dip in.
A soft but almost melodic whimper escaped his lips when he was let out of Yohji's mouth and exposed to the chill of the night once again. He just moaned in response, trying to catch his breath, a breath that jumped when he felt that finger tease his bottom. Yohji pulled back and leaned upwards to give the singer a firm kiss, letting Ryu taste himself. Ryuichi accepted the kiss breathlessly, eagerly licking up everything he could taste.
Yotan pulled away. "Let's get out of here. Too many people might recognize you and I don't think you want to be on the cover of 'Sex Daily'?" He said. "Besides, I want you spread on my bed moaning my name before I take this any further." He winked.
Dark blue cracked open when the younger man began to speak. Even though Ryuichi didn't like being left as he was climbing closer to release, he didn't have too much of a problem with it either. With a little smirk, he literally slid down the car hood, disappearing beneath Yohji.
For a minute there he really thought Sakuma was going to go down on him. He just disappeared beneath him, he could feel the slim body slide against his as the singer moved around until he popped again beside the car, tucking himself back into his pants.
Standing next to the car, Ryuichi readjusted his pants, slipping his hardness back inside, even though it hurt. But he left the pants unzipped. He didn't speak as he hopped over the door and landed in the passenger's seat, pleased to see that his bunny had hid a bit. He pulled Kumagorou out.
"You're going to have to go to bed early tonight," he whispered to the plush. "No, you won't get a bed time story right now...I'll make it up to you later, no da, there are just some things bunnies can't see, understand?" Kumagorou did and Ryuichi gave him a happy hug.
Settling back into the seat, Kumagorou happily on the floor - there was no way he would sit the bunny in his lap at this state - Ryuichi idly twiddled with his hair, watching Yohji get in as well.
Yotan licked his lips, his hardon painfully rubbing against his own leather jeans. Walking around he climbed into the super seven and started the car. The roar of the engine as he hit the gas only made him harder. 275 HP beneath him baby!
With a look that bordered innocent virgin and horny demon, Ryu asked, "Is there really a magazine called 'Sex Daily'?
Looking over to Ryuichi, Yohji tucked a slim eartail behind the singers ear. "There is...and if you're nice I might let you see it." He smirked.
To be Continued.....