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Data inscrierii: 28/Sep/2010 Mesaje: 94 Localitate: Bucuresti
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Trimis: 26/11/2010 23:47 Titlul subiectului: One shots (+18) |
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Da, scriu fan-fiction. *laughs*
Statuesque
Author: theVampRei or [url=http://mitsithevamp.livejournal.com]mitsithevamp[/url]
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Who said knowing everything about your partner makes a relationship boring?
Warnings: smut
Pairings: Atsushi x Sugizo
Disclaimer: I neither have or claim any rights over them so buzz off with your legal bulshit.
Pre Notes: If you’re waiting for the next (and last) chapter of “… Are you serious?”… wait for inspiration to hit me. On another note, since I love them so, here you go. The most awesome of the awesome pairing.
“I miss going record shopping.” Yoshiki said, laying on the whole white couch of the club they all went to.
“I know what you mean. Why does no one make a good record anymore? Did you hear MUCC’s new preview?” was Atsushi’s response, his head hitting the table repeatedly.
“Oh those guys… Made such good music before” Sugizo answered with a sigh, taking an grațios sip out of his whiskey.
“Aww, guess fucking the tall monkey wasn’t a solution, ey, Atsushi?” Yoshiki laughed.
Sakurai didn’t bother lifting his head from the table, but threw a pack of cigarettes in Yoshiki’s direction. Sugizo, shocked, choked on the liquid that was pouring down his throat, but made it seem like a laughter.
“Good shot, Atsushi. Hey, I have to go. Apparently I still have fan-girls” Yoshiki said, answering his phone.
After the drummer left, Atsushi finally lifted his head, turning at Sugizo who was glaring at him with a look that wasn’t a good sign for him. He got up and closed the door of the private VIP room they were in, sat back down next to Sugizo and laid his head on the guitarist’s lap.
Sugizo rolled his eyes and took the glass in his hand, spinning the liquid inside it and hearing the sound of the ice-cubs hitting themselves and the glass.
“It was before you and me, you know”
“Shut it, Atsu, I’ve had enough” Sugizo said and pushed the vocalist’s head off him. The latter fell off the couch and hit the floor, while Sugizo got up and left the room.
“That bitch is playing hard to get, again, huh?” Atsushi said, after he heard the slammed door. “Fine, I’ll play along.” He added, pulling out the keys of Sugizo’s apartment that he stole days ago from the guitarist. He looked out the window and saw him entering the black Pajero that he loves as his own child, then walked out of the club and got in his own car. He took a different, much faster route to Sugizo’s apartment, thankful that the latter loves to drive around town when he’s upset. He ran up the stairs of the 3 floors that separated him from his destination, unlocked the door and entered through large hallway of Sugizo’s apartment to his living room.
“Slow, Sugi… Slow” he stated and laughed. “There’s no traffic and he likes to drive around Shibuya before coming home. That gives me around 45 minutes, if I calculated correctly.”
Atsushi hid his coat in the closet, places his shoes behind the door, opening it so he could make sure Sugizo wouldn’t see them when he entered. He took the remote to the guitarist’s lighting system and remembered that a certain green button would create a dim, blood red light that they both loved so much. He looked through the records near Sugizo’s player for his band’s Six Nine album and started playing it at a low volume.
He checked everything, making sure the detail obsessed guitarist would be happy and took a seat on a black leather couch. His eyes went from the entrance to the living room to the bedroom door, that, to his surprise was now opened and a silhouette stood in it, leaning against the door frame. He thought the dim light was playing tricks on him so he rubbed his eyes and shook his head before looking again. The door was opened, but no one stood there. He let out a faint laugh and leaned back on the couch, sinking in the soft cushions of it.
He was surprised to feel fingers on his neck, going from below his jaw line to his collar bone slowly. He turned only to meet Sugizo’s face next to his, smirking.
“You’re becoming predictable, Atsu…” the guitarist whispered in his ear, then kissed the sensitive skin under it.
“How the f-…” Atsushi began to say but his words were stopped by a certain guitarist kissing him roughly. “Never mind”, he added when his lips were finally freed.
A smirk was heard from Sugizo while he walked from behind the couch to sit in Atsushi’s lap, his legs straddling the vocalist. Long, cold fingers were traveling underneath the brunette’s black shirt, making him jolt when they touched the warm skin near his nipples, pinching them. Atsushi rested his hands on Sugizo’s hips, knowing he won’t be disappointed if he let him do what he wanted.
Sugizo bit his lip and ripped his shirt open, attacking the skin on his neck with bites and kisses, sucking hard on a certain part he knew would earn him a moan from the vocalist. When it didn’t come, he lifted his head to look in Atsushi’s eyes and made a cute pout and puppy face.
“Aww, you have to do more than that” his lover said chuckling, after he tried hard not to let out said moan.
“Careful what you ask for” Sugizo warned, moving a finger from Atsushi’s lips, down his chest and abdomen, then on his crotch, rubbing it roughly through the fabric of his pants. He smirked when he saw him bite his lips and looking slightly above Sugizo’s head. He took his own shirt off and got his body closer to the vocalist’s, cursing the tight pants he wore that made his lower area start to get painful. He kissed Atsushi again, darting his tongue in his lover’s mouth, while his hands unbuckled the belt of his lover’s pants, ripped the button and put his hands inside them, not surprised that the other man wasn’t wearing any underwear.
He felt a groan in the kiss, as his fingers touched Atsushi’s erection. Content with himself, he pressed harder against it, while with his other hand he unbuckled his own pants.
Sugizo broke the kiss and got up to take his pants off, but Atsushi, tired of his teasing, took him by one hand and threw him on a nightstand next to the couch, that Sugizo used to keep his guitar tabs. He got on top of him, took his jaw with one hand, bringing his head near his and kissed him. “As I said. Slow, Sugi…”
He pushed his own pants down, spread Sugizo’s legs and entered him roughly, earning a loud groan from the other man. Sugizo threw his arms around Atsushi, his face grimacing from the sudden pain and scratched the skin on the vocalist’s back. Atsushi waited for the younger man to adjust and then started moving in and out of him at a fast pace.
“Damn it, you whore” Sugizo said, between moans.
“Just shut up, bitch” Atsushi answered, making sure Sugizo won’t say another word by filling his mouth with his own tongue. His went faster and deeper as Sugizo’s moans drove him closer to the edge. He pulled out and went back in, making sure the guitarist took in his whole length. A loud, sexy moan let out in Sugizo’s husky voice was all it took to drive Atsushi insane and one movement later he pulled out watching his own juices dripping on Sugizo’s legs.
Both men breathed heavily, Atsushi resting his head on the guitarist’s shoulder. Sugizo rested his head on Atsushi’s and his hands on his back. The vocalist stood up and lifted his pants, helping his lover who could barely stand to the couch, making him lay on it with his head on his own lap.
“I have to admit, I didn’t know you were that much of a sneaky bastard” Atsushi said, still catching his breath.
“I know you too well.” Sugizo answered, kissing Atsushi’s navel.
The vocalist moved his hand along his lover’s skin, reaching his erection.
“Oh, I’m sorry, love… Let me take care of that” he said and wrapped his hand on Sugizo’s length.
He didn’t stop until he felt the guitarist release in his hand, licked his fingers clean then gently kissed his lover.
“What happened to “fuck me, Sugi”?” Sugizo said, laughing.
“I was in a … giving … mood today” Atushi replied, laying next to his naked partner.
Post notes: I know the title seems a bit random, but in my head, these two men are the definition of a statuesque beauty. That, and I couldn’t come up with another one.
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Data inscrierii: 05/Oct/2009 Mesaje: 4366 Localitate: Somewhere in Japan
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Trimis: 27/11/2010 00:58 Titlul subiectului: |
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Ei nu are nimic in ceea ce priveste titlul, cateodata te duce in eroare.
Okay deci cei doi nu sunt numai membrii in aceasi formatie ci si iubiti.
Se pare ca la inceput Atsushi era cam nervos dar i-a trecut.
Ei nu stiu ce sa mai zic, e frumos construit. M are continuare? .gif" alt=": :" border="0" />
Da daca te asteptam. _________________
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theVampRei Ready'n go


Data inscrierii: 28/Sep/2010 Mesaje: 94 Localitate: Bucuresti
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Trimis: 27/11/2010 01:01 Titlul subiectului: |
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N-are continuare, e one-shot. Desi face, oarecum, parte dintr-o înșiruire de one-shots, un threesome si un collab, pe care o sa le pun mai incolo.
Si. uhm...
Atsushi si Sugizo NU sunt in aceeasi formatie. Atsushi e in Buck Tick, Sugizo in Luna Sea (si nu imi place sa recunosc dar si in X Japan, mai nou >_> ) _________________
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Data inscrierii: 05/Oct/2009 Mesaje: 4366 Localitate: Somewhere in Japan
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oh scuze.
E din cauza somnului. _________________
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theVampRei Ready'n go


Data inscrierii: 28/Sep/2010 Mesaje: 94 Localitate: Bucuresti
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Daijoubu!
Anata wa watashi no sutoorii wo suki, dakara watashi wa ureshii da yo. ^_^ _________________
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Data inscrierii: 06/Oct/2009 Mesaje: 6151 Localitate: KYOTO
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Trimis: 28/11/2010 00:26 Titlul subiectului: |
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ha,ce-mi place!si ce bine meritat e intre teze!!! merci!
a!da...mai vreau  _________________
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theVampRei Ready'n go


Data inscrierii: 28/Sep/2010 Mesaje: 94 Localitate: Bucuresti
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Ma bucur ca iti place )
Hey, dar chiar n-aveti nimic de criticat? o.o nu ma supar.
Oh. And another one, for stress release )
A lesson to learn
Author: theVampRei or mitsithevamp
Rating: NC-17
Summary: You have a lot to learn from a person more experienced than you. On what subject left to own interpretation.
Warnings: smut
Pairings: Miya x Sugizo
Disclaimer: I neither have or claim any rights over them so buzz off with your legal bulshit.
Pre Notes: I love and adore Sugizo to death. That man is seriously too awesome for this world.
Tuning his guitar carefully, by ear, until the sound is exactly the way he likes it, he hummed a song he used to play on his violin. His long fingers turned the small keys of his guitar as the door of his own studio opened, then closed.
The small burst of wind made a strand of his bangs shift to the right; he raised his head and looked in the direction of the door.
“Sugizo-san,” the man that entered said respectfully. “I’m sorry if I’m interrupting you, but…”
“I called you, you have nothing to apologize for”, the guitarist replied in a cold voice, his eyes turning back to the guitar he was holding. “Take a seat… somewhere” he added, pointing to his messy studio, filled with sheets of paper.
The intruder sat on a chair he found free, close to Sugizo’s guitar rack and looked at them as he waited for the latter to finish what he was doing.
“I believe that, if you don’t play the guitar for a long time, it gets lonely, don’t you think?” the grațios guitarist asked, his fingers moving along the fret board of his guitar. “I treat my instruments like lovers, but with extra attention” he added and smiled.
The tension the other man was feeling was relieved when Sugizo smiled.
“I don’t know, I just feel like there are more instruments out there, too. Beyond a guitar…”
“I might not be the most entitled one to tell you <stick> but, why take on another instrument before you’ve mastered one? And why change something you worked so hard to create… just because of a fancy that just struck you, Miya?”
Sugizo looked at the younger guitarist softly, a gentle smile on his face. Miya was fumbling with the fabric of his shirt, looking at the person he looked up to. He moved his eyes from Sugizo’s face to his hands, holding an elegant negru guitar. The fingers of his left hand were moving fast over the frets and he seemed to be listening in his head to a song which he was silently playing.
“I mean…why would you change something that earned you so much?”
“I don’t know, maybe I was afraid that people will get bored.”
“Bored, you say…” Sugizo got up, motioned for Miya to do the same and put an arm around his shoulder. “Here, let me show you something”
He lead him to another room of his house, one filled with prizes in glass boxes, and it’s walls covered in pictures. In one particular corner, he showed him a poster.
“Luna Sea” the younger man said.
“Apparently, people didn’t get bored of us yet.” Sugizo replied, pointing to another poster.
“Buck Tick. Man, they are amazing”
“I know. Penicillin, Kuroyume, even Malice Mizer. People still listen to them, even if they decided to split. You see, true music is what lasts beyond years. People never get bored of good music, hell, even now, I listen to your older albums. Because it was good music. What you make now is just something generic, that people will forget fast.”
Miya swallowed every word that the older guitarist told him and never for a second was he offended by his affirmations.
Sugizo had a way of always making him feel safe and he was the one he could go to and talk about every type of music he wanted, every musical idea he had and he would always say: “Don’t over think it.”
“I just feel like I’ve reached my limit at the guitar”
Sugizo stopped for a second before opening a small door and pulling out his signature guitar, one that he only played in tour finals. He plugged it in a Marshall amp he had in the room, closed his eyes and played random notes, somehow making them work with each other.
“There’s never a limit” he said, before handing the guitar to Miya.
The younger man held it in his hands and tried to imitate Sugizo who gave out a faint chuckle. Sugizo went behind him and wrapped his arms around him, placing his hands on top of Miya’s.
“You’re over thinking it.”
He moved Miya’s hand on the length of the fret, letting the younger guitarist press the strings the way he wanted, and hit the other end of the string with the guitar pick. Gently resting his head on Miya’s shoulder, he helped the less experienced guitarist play more fluidly then retreated his own hand, enjoying the sound coming from the speaker.
He rewarded his apprentice with a gentle kiss on the neck that sent shivers down Miya’s spine.
“Good.” He smiled.
Miya looked back at Sugizo, his lips being claimed in a kiss. The younger man put the guitar down and turned in the other one’s arms to face him. It wasn’t long until he felt himself being pushed to a white couch. Long, gentle fingers roamed the skin under his shirt and apparently knew exactly where to press the right amount of pressure. Lying on the couch, Miya pulled the dichisit guitarist on top of him, placed his hands on his hips and let him have his way around his neck and jaw-line.
He pulled him up and kissed him, his hand making its way under the black t-shirt Sugizo was wearing and slowly took it off, exposing the tattoo the older man had. Miya kissed his shoulder and sat up, making the latter sit in his lap, kissed his neck, from his jaw-line to his chest, leaving shallow marks on Sugizo’s skin.
“You’ll pay for that...”, the guitarist said, actually enjoying Miya’s treatment.
“I don’t think I’ll mind.” Was the reply he got.
Sugizo began grinding his hips against Miya’s slowly, and gradually added pressure. The younger guitarist unbuckled the other man’s belt and unbuttoned his pants, but was stopped when he tried to take them down.
“What makes you think you’re in control here?” Sugizo asked, raising an eyebrow and smirking. He took Miya’s shirt off and bit his nipple, pulling at it with his teeth.
The young man gasped at the sudden pain and pushed Sugizo a bit back. “You’re such a tease”
“Yeah, I like seeing you eager young men getting to the point where you’re about to beg”, Sugizo laughed. He massaged Miya through the fabric of his jeans and boxers then put his hand inside, wrapping his long fingers around his length.
Miya groaned and laid back on the couch, his hands rubbing Sugizo’s thighs. The latter took the rest of their clothes off, pushed an again way too eager Miya back on the couch and bent over him, licking the tip of his erection and up his stomach and chest, stopping at his lips then viciously claiming them in a heated kiss.
Sugizo sat on Miya, allowing the young male to enter him, slowly taking in his length and letting out teasing moans. His apprentice sat back up, this time not being pushed back, kissed the older man and wrapped his arms around his lower back as the latter moved slowly up and down. He swallowed in Sugizo’s soft moans and let out a few of his own, to the more experienced guitarist’s pleasure. When said guitarist quickened his pace, perhaps himself not being able to keep resisting the tease, Miya bit on the sensitive skin from under his ear, his breathing getting heavier.
Moments later, he threw is head back, not removing his arms from Sugizo’s back, and groaned in a deep, husky voice, enjoying his orgasm. The latter, however, didn’t stop until the friction between their skins didn’t bring him an climax of his own.
Miya laid on the couch, pulling Sugizo on top of him, holding him close.
“When can we go to a studio and jam?” he asked.
“When you’ll go back at being awesome” Sugizo replied, kissing him and regaining his breath.
Post notes: Tadam! I wanted to make Miya an uke, but I just couldn’t. And about the scenario, I really disagree with Miya bringing his DJ stuff to MUCC, because honestly, I think he ruined an almost complet band. This pairing came into my mind because I know Miya is a Luna Sea fan and when he was influenced by them, he composed some of his best songs. _________________
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ehe....si inCA CUm
a fost super si prin one-shot-uri gasesc si informatii noi pt mine...cum ar fi ca Miya e fan Luna Sea habar n-aveam
a fost misto mega tare,mi-a placut
de criticat,eu nu am...atata timp cat am ce citi dupa o pauza de ceva timp de one-shot+18 sau yaoi +scola...ma apuca durerea de cap  _________________
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