2nd Encore

Jul. 15th, 2016 03:29 am
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Title: 2nd Encore
Characters/Pairings: Fukazawa/Sakuma
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Someone usually needs to take care of Sakuma’s post-concert excitement.


His hair was dripping into his eyes even though he’d avoided sliding through the water as much as possible. Fukazawa brushed his wet hair out of his eyes for the third time, glancing over at Sakuma who was bouncing with post-concert adrenaline. Sakuma was even more soaked from playing in the water with Kitayama and Senga.

The heat from the lights balanced the water chill as long as they were on stage, but literally three steps beyond the light, Fukazawa started to shiver. He was glad to strip his wet clothes off and hand them to a staff member - after an incident where someone slipped in a puddle of water and nearly dropped some expensive equipment, everyone had to strip as soon as they got backstage to avoid dripping water all over the place.

Fukazawa grinned as Watanabe dropped his boxers on a pile of clothes held by a staff member who was trying very hard to keep a straight face. No one was expected to strip fully, but trying to get Watanabe to keep clothes on when he had an excuse not to was futile. Another staff member handed Miyadate a towel, who promptly wrapped it around Watanabe’s hips before pushing him along to their dressing room.

Sakuma kept his boxers on, but the side-effects of concert excitement were pretty obvious regardless. Meeting his eyes, Fukazawa nodded towards some tall stacks of equipment that would hide them from sight for a couple of minutes if Sakuma felt he needed to vanish for a bit. Sakuma beamed at him, bouncing towards the hiding place after only a casual glance around to make sure no one was paying attention.

Following not much slower, Fukazawa found himself pushed against the wall as soon as they were out of sight. His hands went automatically to Sakuma’s butt, encountering only warm skin because Sakuma had already dropped his boxers. Sakuma was sucking on his neck, hands wandering everywhere, and Sakuma’s excitement was pressed hot and heavy against Fukazawa’s thigh.

Fukazawa squeezed Sakuma’s firm, muscular ass with both hands, regretting for a moment that he didn’t have any lube on him. Shaking off the thought, he turned them around, pushing Sakuma against the wall in his stead. Sinking to his knees, he sucked Sakuma’s hard dick into his mouth without playing around - they didn’t have much time to waste and Sakuma looked ready to explode already.

Sakuma’s first moan was pretty loud, but Fukazawa hoped the music had kept anyone from noticing. Sakuma did try to keep his following noises quiter, enough so that anyone who didn’t want to know could probably ignore the sounds coming from behind the piles of equipment. The staff was probably used to ignoring suspicious noises coming from dark corners, as well as random nudity.

Sakuma’s dick was small enough that Fukazawa could take all of it into his mouth without too much trouble. He sucked his cheeks in and bobbed his head, working Sakuma’s dick over with his tongue whenever he could, at the same time caressing Sakuma’s balls with his fingers. Looking up, Fukazawa saw that Sakuma had a hand clamped over his mouth, clearly trying to stay silent. It wasn’t a particularly successful move - Fukazawa could still hear plenty of moans, but anyone farther away probably wouldn’t.

Sakuma’s other hand dug into Fukazawa’s hair, pulling just hard enough to make Fukazawa groan as well. Parts of his own anatomy began to stir and Fukazawa considered touching himself while he blew Sakuma but resisted the urge. He knew he could get Sakuma off in the limited time they had, but he preferred to take more time himself.

Drawing back, he let Sakuma’s dick slip out of his mouth with a pop. He licked at the tip, tongue dipping into the slit, and stroked Sakuma’s shaft slowly. Mouthing his way down Sakuma’s dick, following the thick vein, Fukazawa listened to Sakuma’s panting breath and muffled moans, enjoying himself immensely.

Sakuma tugged on Fukazawa’s hair, warning him that he was close, so Fukazawa gave up on his teasing and sucked Sakuma’s dick back into his mouth. He liked to take a load of come on his face usually but they didn’t have anything here to clean his face up with, not even a t-shirt, and he didn’t exactly relish the thought of walking past an unknown number of staff members while covered in come, so swallowing was probably the better option.

He hummed at the first taste of salt on his tongue, making sure not to swallow any of it until Sakuma pried his eyes back open to look at him. His showy swallow earned another loud groan from Sakuma, as well as a muffled “fuck”. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, Fukazawa rose to his feet. Sakuma put his wet boxers back on with a grimace, then leaned in to give Fukazawa one last kiss before setting off for the dressing room and the showers.

Fukazawa followed at a slightly more sedate pace. He’d just wait until Sakuma invaded a shower and play with whoever was leftover, since sliding his hands all over Iwamoto’s hard muscles and taking advantage of Abe were about equally appealing.
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