Title: Merry Christmas
Pairing: DiexKyo
Summary: "Though as Die returned to the room, hands behind his back, he had no possible way of knowing that their vocalist had been previously screaming bloody murder and therefore was unaware of the potential danger he was going to get himself into."
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Anal, Exhib, oral, food, HJ, Mast, voyeur, language
Disclaimer: Don't own them, blabalbla.
Word Count: 3257
Author's Note: For the![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif)
jrocknc17 holiday contest.~
It was Christmas.
At least, technically it could be considered Christmas as the five men filed off stage and to the back room of the Yokohama BLITZ. They had all been beyond frustrated when their management had announced that they would be having a concert the night of Christmas eve, shouts of complaints and refusals coming from the group but mostly from the ever so boisterous Die and Toshiya. Had their complaints been heard? Of course not, they were a band so they were required to play. But honestly they had no idea why their legions of fans would have preferred to spend their pre-holiday evening with a bunch of sweaty moshers screaming in their ear than their loving families. Like, you know, the band members wanted to do.
Each member went their separate direction in the room, Die running out completely while Toshiya moved to get a water bottle with Kaoru at the back table and Shinya sat down quietly to deal with his aching wrists. Kyo was the first to collapse, going face first into a nearby couch as he screamed into the pillow with enough agitation to send the entire room staring at him. They had known after ten years to not bother the vocalist when he was angry.
Though as Die returned to the room, hands behind his back, he had no possible way of knowing that their vocalist had been previously screaming bloody murder and therefore was unaware of the potential danger he was going to get himself into. “Yo, losers, listen up,” the guitarist spoke with a goofy sort of grin that always seemed to ease whatever tension occurred in any room. Unfortunately this time it wasn't working.
“What is it, Daisuke?” Kaoru gave his friend a curious look as he took a drink from his water bottle, shoulder leaning against the wall as he screwed the cap back on.
“Well I felt bad you all couldn't go back to your hometowns to see your families so I figured I'd get you guys something to cheer you up,” Die returned with another grin, earning a chuckle from Toshiya at least.
Finally showing the jumbo sized candy canes he had been hiding, the dark haired man proceeded to toss one to each member. And like any other hand-eye coordinated human being, they caught it. That was everyone but Kyo. The vocalist hadn't bothered to get up from his face down position on the couch and instead of reaching out to catch the candy it instead hit him straight on the ass. It wasn't long before the room was set up into a fit of laughter, finding the situation rather humorous.
“Way to go, Die! Your aim sucks,” Toshiya mocked with a crooked smile. “Then again maybe you were aiming for his ass. It's kind of a hard target not to miss!”
“Oh shut up, Toshi, I was not aiming for Kyo's--”
Before Die could even finish his sentence Kyo had taken the candy cane and stalked out of the room and to the dressing rooms, leaving a stunned group of band mates in the process. The group exchanged nervous glances, wondering if their joking had probably went a little too far. Kyo was the type of person who hated to be humiliated, after all, even if it wasn't his fault. Any laughter directed at him he honestly thought was at him. The familiar tense feeling returned in the air before the musicians began to finally move about the room again.
“I'm going to go talk to him,” Die mumbled softly in apology to his other band members before leaving the room to go find Kyo.
The guitarist moved down the hall slowly as he peeked into each room, seeing as the vocalist had a habit to go somewhere and then be found somewhere else completely. He hadn't been in the first few rooms, so he could only figure that he had been in the dressing room like he initially figured the blonde man had gone. Die hated the fact that he had managed to piss off his friend when he had honestly just been trying to make him feel better but apparently that plan completely backfired in his face. The thought was enough to make him grimace in frustration at himself, wondering vaguely what he had been thinking to throw the candy cane at Kyo when the other hadn't even bothered to look up and see what it was Die was showing everyone.
Pushing the door open to talk to Kyo, Die couldn't help but stop dead in his tracks at the sight he was welcomed with.
Kyo had seated himself in a chair by the mirror, the tip of the large candy in between his lips as he sucked languidly on it. He didn't appear to notice Die's presence, happily toying with the candy in his mouth. Fingers had wrapped themselves almost carefully around the base of the treat as Kyo pushed the peppermint candy deeper into his mouth and Die could have sworn he heard the small man moan. There was no denying the phallic imagery going through Die's head and no matter how badly the guitarist wanted to step into the room and talk to Kyo he found himself unable to move. Instead he was glued to the spot, watching their vocalist suck off—err, suck on a candy cane like it was some sort of dick.
As if to further torture Die, Kyo had pulled the candy out of his mouth slowly, moist tongue darting out to run over his slightly redder lips thanks to the dye of the candy. The muscle moved out to flick across the tip of the candy teasingly, Die concentrating enough to see each way it moved. He circled around the very edge of the tip in long strokes of his tongue, only to gently move it against the center of the tip. Die clutched onto the door frame tighter as he stared wide-eyed at the smaller man. Die wasn't sure if he was humiliated or not at the fact that he was actually getting turned on watching his friend go down on a candy cane. Sure, he had always thought of Kyo as attractive but this? This was a little too much.
It was like Kyo knew he was there and wanted him to watch the way the vocalist suddenly deep throated the candy, taking half of the thick peppermint into his mouth and sucking noisly on it. Once again Die swore he heard Kyo moaning, eyes drifting from the vocalist's swollen lips from how hard he was sucking and to the expression on his face. His eyes were closed, a euphoric expression on his face as he sucked the candy for all he was worth. There was no way this was anything but deliberate, Die thought. The vocalist had said he hated getting candy, and had made no hint that he enjoyed peppermint this much before. Die's knuckles were white with how hard he was clutching the door, debating on whether or not he should stop this now before he started to get too excited.
“Die?”
The guitarist practically jumped out of his skin as he heard Kaoru's voice, turning on his heel quickly as he stared wide-eyed at his band leader. “Y-yeah?” The older man stuttered, clearing his throat as he tried to act as natural as humanly possible.
“Did you talk to Kyo?” Kaoru asked, a curious expression on his face as he watched the taller guitarist. The poor man was flustered as Hell, breathing slightly labored as he tried almost too hard to act natural. Even Kaoru was able to see that.
“Uh, no, I got distracted and...Okay I'll talk to him later, alright man?” Die practically snapped before turning on his heel and making a practical beeline to the bathroom.
Kaoru blinked, moving to the door Die had previously been standing at and catching Kyo's eyes in the mirror as the vocalist toyed with the candy idly between his fingers. “Hey, Die was looking for you. You're not upset, are you?” The leader asked with a small frown in his voice.
“Of course not,” the vocalist said with a small smirk, greeted with a perfect vision of Kaoru through the mirror anywhere he looked. “I like the present. I just needed a change of clothes,” Kyo chuckled darkly, looking over his shoulder to actually look at Kaoru. “Where'd Die go?”
“To the bathroom. He seemed pretty upset you should probably go talk to him later,” Kaoru replied simply, shoulders shrugging.
“I'll go see what I can do.” Kyo pushed himself out of the chair as he took the half-eaten candy cane with him, moving past the confused looking lead guitarist.
Kyo was careful to open the bathroom door, making sure to be as quiet as he possibly could as he shut the door and locked it behind him. He leaned his back against the wood, straining to hear what he wanted to. Within a few moments he was able to hear the distinct labored breathing of his guitarist, followed by the occasional grown and the sound of flesh stroking flesh. So he really had managed to work Die up like that? There was no denying the amount of self-satisfaction Kyo felt as he moved to the bathroom stall, pressing his ear against it to listen to Die more closely. He deliberately waited until it sounded like Die was about to reach his peak before pounding loudly on the door.
“Holy shit! What the fuck go away!” Die snapped, the agitation in his voice enough to scare even Kyo for a brief moment.
“Come out,” the vocalist said demandingly, twirling the candy between his fingers.
“What?! No!” Die seemed disgruntled with a brief hint of panic in his voice.
“Well tell me, Daisuke, have you been naughty or nice this Christmas?” Kyo smirked, putting enough suggestiveness in his voice to throw the guitarist off guard.
There was a brief moment of silence in the room before Die decided that he'd play along and see what exactly the vocalist was trying to get at. “I've been pretty damn nice if you ask me. I mean, I haven't killed you yet.”
A dark chuckle erupted from Kyo's throat, causing Die to shiver involuntarily and cause his cock to twitch in his hand. The guitarist didn't know why he was still gently touching himself as he listened to the sound of his friends voice, each time making him want to just fist his cock already so he could cum. “I think you've been naughty, Die,” the blonde spoke softly, causing Die to groan lightly as he pinched the head between his thumb and forefinger. “First you try to sexually harass me with a candy cane then you practically jack off to me eating it. And tell me, are you still jacking yourself off right now? Did I turn you on that much that you couldn't wait to go home or find some bitch to fuck that you had to take manners into your own hands? That's anything but nice, Die.”
Die inhaled sharply as he tried to choke back his humiliation for being caught like this. “Well fuck you try not getting turned on watching someone do what you did, Kyo,” the guitarist tried to defend himself as he scowled in frustration. “Do you have any idea how frustrating that is? And maybe I just don't want to fuck someone tonight.”
“And if I asked you to fuck me?”
Another wave of silence crashed into the room, momentarily stunning Die at the question. Was he serious? And was he seriously considering taking the other up on his hypothetical question? The dark haired man groaned softly as he stood up, shoulder hitting the right side of the stall as his hands moved to rest on the lock. “I think I'd have to be a fool to say no,” he finally admitted. He had just been jacking off thinking about his band mate, hadn't he? Why would he have to settle for just that when he could get the real thing? Honestly he didn't care about how strange this was or how admittedly wrong. The mind was capable of crazier things when in this frustrated state.
“Let me in, then,” Kyo spoke darkly, causing Die's dick to twitch again in need as a low groan left his lips. Oh dear God he was going to fuck that bitch into the wall for what he was doing to him.
The sound of the lock undoing itself echoed in the room as Kyo slipped into the stall with Die, eyes resting immediately at the erection sticking out from his jeans. A small smirk worked it's way across Kyo's lips as he took the end of the candy cane and swiped it across Die's cock, watching as the guitarist hissed softly and his hips jerked up in need. “Looks like you're about ready to blow right now, baby. Think you can last?” Kyo teased with a small smirk.
“If you hurry the fuck up and stop teasing I think I can manage,” Die hissed, his frustration slowly rising and patience growing thin. He was about five seconds from just ripping those track pants off Kyo's body and fucking him unconscious.
“Alright, alright. Try not to get too excited by this, you ain't taking me dry,” Kyo chuckled before he moved onto his knees in front of the older man. Die's eyes widened in shock as Kyo took nearly all of his cock into his mouth and sucked noisily on the flesh, feeling Die throb into his mouth. It was obvious Die was close and he had to admire him for not cumming as soon as his mouth wrapped around his skin. Die appeared momentarily dazed as Kyo bobbed his head up and down quickly against the other, doing his best to get the flesh wet so that he could fuck him with ease. Experimentally Kyo moved the candy cane directly by his dick, circling his mouth against Die's cock and the treat now that the latter was significantly thinner.
Die groaned as he fisted Kyo's hair, pulling on the bleached strands as he rolled his hips up. Each time he felt the candy cane rubbing against him and the dual sensation of Kyo's mouth he felt like he was going to fall over. “Kyo, stop,” the guitarist groaned softly, eyes fluttering closed.
Pulling back from both, Kyo couldn't help but smirk as he licked his lips and moved back to a standing position. “Ah, sorry, couldn't help it. You tasted good,” the vocalist chuckled, earning yet another frustrated groan from his band mate. “Now hurry up,” Kyo growled before he moved to face away from Die, hands reaching out to rest against the front of the stall.
Naturally Die was all too willingly to comply, quickly yanking the other's track pants off and watching in mild amusement as Kyo wore nothing beneath the clothing. “Slut,” Die teased as he reached around and began stroking Kyo softly, earning a low groan from the vocalist.
“Can you blame me?” He smirked, pressing back against Die and deliberately rubbing his ass against the other's erection. “Now hurry the fuck up I'm impatient.”
The pair didn't bother to remove any other clothing but that which was necessary. After all, this was simply about getting off not about anything deeper than that. Die groaned as he took hold of his cock and carefully pushed inside of the smaller man, not bothering to prepare him as neither men had any patience for that. The sudden scream that left Kyo's lips from the intrusion caused Die to chuckle softly as he moved his hands to grasp onto Kyo's hips, slowly moving in and out of the younger man and feeling the small frame tremble against him.
Kyo was vocal, as he thought he would be, and Die knew that it wasn't intentional. However their need to keep things quiet else they'd make their band mates wonder over powered his desire to hear that voice scream his name. Die was quick to grab the candy cane from Kyo's hand and shove it back into the vocalist's mouth, a strong arm wrapping around his waist as he pulled his body back each time he thrust forward. “F-fuck, Kyo,” he groaned, slowly pushing the candy cane in and out of the vocalist's mouth.
To his surprise the blonde didn't complain, instead closing his eyes as he more than eagerly sucked on the candy cane the same way he had when Die had peeked at him. Die couldn't control himself any longer as he began to pound relentlessly into the smaller man, digging his nails into his skin as he kept his eyes on Kyo's mouth as he sucked the candy cane. “You've done this before,” Die gasped out, hearing the smaller man moan in pleasure around the candy.
He angled his thrusts, finally striking the nerve Kyo had been dying for him to hit and earning a muffled scream from the blonde man. Kyo's nails clawed at the wall of the stall as he pushed back eagerly, begging against the candy cane as he sucked on it for the older man to hit that spot again. Die was smart enough to understand Kyo's request, making sure that with each movement of his hips he'd hit the younger man's prostate. The vocalist was trembling under him, small tears of frustration working themselves in the corner of his eyes as he closed his eyes tight and screamed angrily against the candy.
Die moved the peppermint in and out of Kyo's mouth at the same pace he fucked the smaller man, watching as the the red and white disappeared into his mouth only to appear again. He appeared fascinated by the movement of Kyo's lips as he moved his free hand to stroke the vocalist quickly, pinching the weeping head and fisting him to bring Kyo to a quick release. There was no way he was going to last, not with the visual stimulation and the tight heat he was surrounded by.
With a loud scream against the candy cane Kyo came, slumping forward against the stall as he supported himself with his fore arms and sucked slowly on the candy cane. Die sped up his thrusts, dropping his hold on the candy cane as he dropped from the vocalist's mouth and crashed onto the ground. Nails digging into Kyo's hips, the guitarist pounded himself quickly into Kyo's willing form until he finally felt his long awaited orgasm approach. Pulling out of the smaller, he fisted himself quickly and groaned as he came against the younger man's back and ass, a low moan coming from Kyo's lips.
For a good while the two men leaned against their respective sides of the stall as they came down from their high, no words being exchanged. It wasn't until Kyo got up to clean himself off did Die seem to wake up from his stupor, watching as Kyo discarded the tissue into the toilet and tugged his pants on.
“Why?” Die grumbled softly, not about to complain but curious nonetheless.
The vocalist looked over at Die with a smirk. “What? Christmas is about giving. I just happened to want to give you a good time,” he taunted.
Die couldn't help but grin. “Merry Christmas, bitch.”
“Merry Christmas, fucker.”
Pairing: DiexKyo
Summary: "Though as Die returned to the room, hands behind his back, he had no possible way of knowing that their vocalist had been previously screaming bloody murder and therefore was unaware of the potential danger he was going to get himself into."
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Anal, Exhib, oral, food, HJ, Mast, voyeur, language
Disclaimer: Don't own them, blabalbla.
Word Count: 3257
Author's Note: For the
jrocknc17 holiday contest.~It was Christmas.
At least, technically it could be considered Christmas as the five men filed off stage and to the back room of the Yokohama BLITZ. They had all been beyond frustrated when their management had announced that they would be having a concert the night of Christmas eve, shouts of complaints and refusals coming from the group but mostly from the ever so boisterous Die and Toshiya. Had their complaints been heard? Of course not, they were a band so they were required to play. But honestly they had no idea why their legions of fans would have preferred to spend their pre-holiday evening with a bunch of sweaty moshers screaming in their ear than their loving families. Like, you know, the band members wanted to do.
Each member went their separate direction in the room, Die running out completely while Toshiya moved to get a water bottle with Kaoru at the back table and Shinya sat down quietly to deal with his aching wrists. Kyo was the first to collapse, going face first into a nearby couch as he screamed into the pillow with enough agitation to send the entire room staring at him. They had known after ten years to not bother the vocalist when he was angry.
Though as Die returned to the room, hands behind his back, he had no possible way of knowing that their vocalist had been previously screaming bloody murder and therefore was unaware of the potential danger he was going to get himself into. “Yo, losers, listen up,” the guitarist spoke with a goofy sort of grin that always seemed to ease whatever tension occurred in any room. Unfortunately this time it wasn't working.
“What is it, Daisuke?” Kaoru gave his friend a curious look as he took a drink from his water bottle, shoulder leaning against the wall as he screwed the cap back on.
“Well I felt bad you all couldn't go back to your hometowns to see your families so I figured I'd get you guys something to cheer you up,” Die returned with another grin, earning a chuckle from Toshiya at least.
Finally showing the jumbo sized candy canes he had been hiding, the dark haired man proceeded to toss one to each member. And like any other hand-eye coordinated human being, they caught it. That was everyone but Kyo. The vocalist hadn't bothered to get up from his face down position on the couch and instead of reaching out to catch the candy it instead hit him straight on the ass. It wasn't long before the room was set up into a fit of laughter, finding the situation rather humorous.
“Way to go, Die! Your aim sucks,” Toshiya mocked with a crooked smile. “Then again maybe you were aiming for his ass. It's kind of a hard target not to miss!”
“Oh shut up, Toshi, I was not aiming for Kyo's--”
Before Die could even finish his sentence Kyo had taken the candy cane and stalked out of the room and to the dressing rooms, leaving a stunned group of band mates in the process. The group exchanged nervous glances, wondering if their joking had probably went a little too far. Kyo was the type of person who hated to be humiliated, after all, even if it wasn't his fault. Any laughter directed at him he honestly thought was at him. The familiar tense feeling returned in the air before the musicians began to finally move about the room again.
“I'm going to go talk to him,” Die mumbled softly in apology to his other band members before leaving the room to go find Kyo.
The guitarist moved down the hall slowly as he peeked into each room, seeing as the vocalist had a habit to go somewhere and then be found somewhere else completely. He hadn't been in the first few rooms, so he could only figure that he had been in the dressing room like he initially figured the blonde man had gone. Die hated the fact that he had managed to piss off his friend when he had honestly just been trying to make him feel better but apparently that plan completely backfired in his face. The thought was enough to make him grimace in frustration at himself, wondering vaguely what he had been thinking to throw the candy cane at Kyo when the other hadn't even bothered to look up and see what it was Die was showing everyone.
Pushing the door open to talk to Kyo, Die couldn't help but stop dead in his tracks at the sight he was welcomed with.
Kyo had seated himself in a chair by the mirror, the tip of the large candy in between his lips as he sucked languidly on it. He didn't appear to notice Die's presence, happily toying with the candy in his mouth. Fingers had wrapped themselves almost carefully around the base of the treat as Kyo pushed the peppermint candy deeper into his mouth and Die could have sworn he heard the small man moan. There was no denying the phallic imagery going through Die's head and no matter how badly the guitarist wanted to step into the room and talk to Kyo he found himself unable to move. Instead he was glued to the spot, watching their vocalist suck off—err, suck on a candy cane like it was some sort of dick.
As if to further torture Die, Kyo had pulled the candy out of his mouth slowly, moist tongue darting out to run over his slightly redder lips thanks to the dye of the candy. The muscle moved out to flick across the tip of the candy teasingly, Die concentrating enough to see each way it moved. He circled around the very edge of the tip in long strokes of his tongue, only to gently move it against the center of the tip. Die clutched onto the door frame tighter as he stared wide-eyed at the smaller man. Die wasn't sure if he was humiliated or not at the fact that he was actually getting turned on watching his friend go down on a candy cane. Sure, he had always thought of Kyo as attractive but this? This was a little too much.
It was like Kyo knew he was there and wanted him to watch the way the vocalist suddenly deep throated the candy, taking half of the thick peppermint into his mouth and sucking noisly on it. Once again Die swore he heard Kyo moaning, eyes drifting from the vocalist's swollen lips from how hard he was sucking and to the expression on his face. His eyes were closed, a euphoric expression on his face as he sucked the candy for all he was worth. There was no way this was anything but deliberate, Die thought. The vocalist had said he hated getting candy, and had made no hint that he enjoyed peppermint this much before. Die's knuckles were white with how hard he was clutching the door, debating on whether or not he should stop this now before he started to get too excited.
“Die?”
The guitarist practically jumped out of his skin as he heard Kaoru's voice, turning on his heel quickly as he stared wide-eyed at his band leader. “Y-yeah?” The older man stuttered, clearing his throat as he tried to act as natural as humanly possible.
“Did you talk to Kyo?” Kaoru asked, a curious expression on his face as he watched the taller guitarist. The poor man was flustered as Hell, breathing slightly labored as he tried almost too hard to act natural. Even Kaoru was able to see that.
“Uh, no, I got distracted and...Okay I'll talk to him later, alright man?” Die practically snapped before turning on his heel and making a practical beeline to the bathroom.
Kaoru blinked, moving to the door Die had previously been standing at and catching Kyo's eyes in the mirror as the vocalist toyed with the candy idly between his fingers. “Hey, Die was looking for you. You're not upset, are you?” The leader asked with a small frown in his voice.
“Of course not,” the vocalist said with a small smirk, greeted with a perfect vision of Kaoru through the mirror anywhere he looked. “I like the present. I just needed a change of clothes,” Kyo chuckled darkly, looking over his shoulder to actually look at Kaoru. “Where'd Die go?”
“To the bathroom. He seemed pretty upset you should probably go talk to him later,” Kaoru replied simply, shoulders shrugging.
“I'll go see what I can do.” Kyo pushed himself out of the chair as he took the half-eaten candy cane with him, moving past the confused looking lead guitarist.
Kyo was careful to open the bathroom door, making sure to be as quiet as he possibly could as he shut the door and locked it behind him. He leaned his back against the wood, straining to hear what he wanted to. Within a few moments he was able to hear the distinct labored breathing of his guitarist, followed by the occasional grown and the sound of flesh stroking flesh. So he really had managed to work Die up like that? There was no denying the amount of self-satisfaction Kyo felt as he moved to the bathroom stall, pressing his ear against it to listen to Die more closely. He deliberately waited until it sounded like Die was about to reach his peak before pounding loudly on the door.
“Holy shit! What the fuck go away!” Die snapped, the agitation in his voice enough to scare even Kyo for a brief moment.
“Come out,” the vocalist said demandingly, twirling the candy between his fingers.
“What?! No!” Die seemed disgruntled with a brief hint of panic in his voice.
“Well tell me, Daisuke, have you been naughty or nice this Christmas?” Kyo smirked, putting enough suggestiveness in his voice to throw the guitarist off guard.
There was a brief moment of silence in the room before Die decided that he'd play along and see what exactly the vocalist was trying to get at. “I've been pretty damn nice if you ask me. I mean, I haven't killed you yet.”
A dark chuckle erupted from Kyo's throat, causing Die to shiver involuntarily and cause his cock to twitch in his hand. The guitarist didn't know why he was still gently touching himself as he listened to the sound of his friends voice, each time making him want to just fist his cock already so he could cum. “I think you've been naughty, Die,” the blonde spoke softly, causing Die to groan lightly as he pinched the head between his thumb and forefinger. “First you try to sexually harass me with a candy cane then you practically jack off to me eating it. And tell me, are you still jacking yourself off right now? Did I turn you on that much that you couldn't wait to go home or find some bitch to fuck that you had to take manners into your own hands? That's anything but nice, Die.”
Die inhaled sharply as he tried to choke back his humiliation for being caught like this. “Well fuck you try not getting turned on watching someone do what you did, Kyo,” the guitarist tried to defend himself as he scowled in frustration. “Do you have any idea how frustrating that is? And maybe I just don't want to fuck someone tonight.”
“And if I asked you to fuck me?”
Another wave of silence crashed into the room, momentarily stunning Die at the question. Was he serious? And was he seriously considering taking the other up on his hypothetical question? The dark haired man groaned softly as he stood up, shoulder hitting the right side of the stall as his hands moved to rest on the lock. “I think I'd have to be a fool to say no,” he finally admitted. He had just been jacking off thinking about his band mate, hadn't he? Why would he have to settle for just that when he could get the real thing? Honestly he didn't care about how strange this was or how admittedly wrong. The mind was capable of crazier things when in this frustrated state.
“Let me in, then,” Kyo spoke darkly, causing Die's dick to twitch again in need as a low groan left his lips. Oh dear God he was going to fuck that bitch into the wall for what he was doing to him.
The sound of the lock undoing itself echoed in the room as Kyo slipped into the stall with Die, eyes resting immediately at the erection sticking out from his jeans. A small smirk worked it's way across Kyo's lips as he took the end of the candy cane and swiped it across Die's cock, watching as the guitarist hissed softly and his hips jerked up in need. “Looks like you're about ready to blow right now, baby. Think you can last?” Kyo teased with a small smirk.
“If you hurry the fuck up and stop teasing I think I can manage,” Die hissed, his frustration slowly rising and patience growing thin. He was about five seconds from just ripping those track pants off Kyo's body and fucking him unconscious.
“Alright, alright. Try not to get too excited by this, you ain't taking me dry,” Kyo chuckled before he moved onto his knees in front of the older man. Die's eyes widened in shock as Kyo took nearly all of his cock into his mouth and sucked noisily on the flesh, feeling Die throb into his mouth. It was obvious Die was close and he had to admire him for not cumming as soon as his mouth wrapped around his skin. Die appeared momentarily dazed as Kyo bobbed his head up and down quickly against the other, doing his best to get the flesh wet so that he could fuck him with ease. Experimentally Kyo moved the candy cane directly by his dick, circling his mouth against Die's cock and the treat now that the latter was significantly thinner.
Die groaned as he fisted Kyo's hair, pulling on the bleached strands as he rolled his hips up. Each time he felt the candy cane rubbing against him and the dual sensation of Kyo's mouth he felt like he was going to fall over. “Kyo, stop,” the guitarist groaned softly, eyes fluttering closed.
Pulling back from both, Kyo couldn't help but smirk as he licked his lips and moved back to a standing position. “Ah, sorry, couldn't help it. You tasted good,” the vocalist chuckled, earning yet another frustrated groan from his band mate. “Now hurry up,” Kyo growled before he moved to face away from Die, hands reaching out to rest against the front of the stall.
Naturally Die was all too willingly to comply, quickly yanking the other's track pants off and watching in mild amusement as Kyo wore nothing beneath the clothing. “Slut,” Die teased as he reached around and began stroking Kyo softly, earning a low groan from the vocalist.
“Can you blame me?” He smirked, pressing back against Die and deliberately rubbing his ass against the other's erection. “Now hurry the fuck up I'm impatient.”
The pair didn't bother to remove any other clothing but that which was necessary. After all, this was simply about getting off not about anything deeper than that. Die groaned as he took hold of his cock and carefully pushed inside of the smaller man, not bothering to prepare him as neither men had any patience for that. The sudden scream that left Kyo's lips from the intrusion caused Die to chuckle softly as he moved his hands to grasp onto Kyo's hips, slowly moving in and out of the younger man and feeling the small frame tremble against him.
Kyo was vocal, as he thought he would be, and Die knew that it wasn't intentional. However their need to keep things quiet else they'd make their band mates wonder over powered his desire to hear that voice scream his name. Die was quick to grab the candy cane from Kyo's hand and shove it back into the vocalist's mouth, a strong arm wrapping around his waist as he pulled his body back each time he thrust forward. “F-fuck, Kyo,” he groaned, slowly pushing the candy cane in and out of the vocalist's mouth.
To his surprise the blonde didn't complain, instead closing his eyes as he more than eagerly sucked on the candy cane the same way he had when Die had peeked at him. Die couldn't control himself any longer as he began to pound relentlessly into the smaller man, digging his nails into his skin as he kept his eyes on Kyo's mouth as he sucked the candy cane. “You've done this before,” Die gasped out, hearing the smaller man moan in pleasure around the candy.
He angled his thrusts, finally striking the nerve Kyo had been dying for him to hit and earning a muffled scream from the blonde man. Kyo's nails clawed at the wall of the stall as he pushed back eagerly, begging against the candy cane as he sucked on it for the older man to hit that spot again. Die was smart enough to understand Kyo's request, making sure that with each movement of his hips he'd hit the younger man's prostate. The vocalist was trembling under him, small tears of frustration working themselves in the corner of his eyes as he closed his eyes tight and screamed angrily against the candy.
Die moved the peppermint in and out of Kyo's mouth at the same pace he fucked the smaller man, watching as the the red and white disappeared into his mouth only to appear again. He appeared fascinated by the movement of Kyo's lips as he moved his free hand to stroke the vocalist quickly, pinching the weeping head and fisting him to bring Kyo to a quick release. There was no way he was going to last, not with the visual stimulation and the tight heat he was surrounded by.
With a loud scream against the candy cane Kyo came, slumping forward against the stall as he supported himself with his fore arms and sucked slowly on the candy cane. Die sped up his thrusts, dropping his hold on the candy cane as he dropped from the vocalist's mouth and crashed onto the ground. Nails digging into Kyo's hips, the guitarist pounded himself quickly into Kyo's willing form until he finally felt his long awaited orgasm approach. Pulling out of the smaller, he fisted himself quickly and groaned as he came against the younger man's back and ass, a low moan coming from Kyo's lips.
For a good while the two men leaned against their respective sides of the stall as they came down from their high, no words being exchanged. It wasn't until Kyo got up to clean himself off did Die seem to wake up from his stupor, watching as Kyo discarded the tissue into the toilet and tugged his pants on.
“Why?” Die grumbled softly, not about to complain but curious nonetheless.
The vocalist looked over at Die with a smirk. “What? Christmas is about giving. I just happened to want to give you a good time,” he taunted.
Die couldn't help but grin. “Merry Christmas, bitch.”
“Merry Christmas, fucker.”
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