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angelshill) wrote2010-11-22 05:47 pm
angelshill) wrote2010-11-22 05:47 pm
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i hate nino
no... not really... i can't hate nino...
but i do hate the fact that the only rumors about him around lately are all about him being a sex bunny! and i hate that that idea is stuck in my head! and i also hate the fact that an idea came to me for a highly rated fic featuring him and masami and it's been bugging me even if i'm writing One Chance!
and because i have not seen any high rated NinoxMasami fics around (if you have, kindly direct me?), my mind has been continuously bugging me to write this down... and i had to write this down so that i can really and completely work freely on One Chance...
oh, and i also hate the fact that the cinema's here are not yet showing Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part1... but that is an entirely different issue...
so yeah... stop with the rambling and on with the flick... like i told![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tenshii_chan and azraqey , this is the highest rated fic i've ever done... argh!
TITLE: Shower
CHARACTERS: Ninomiya Kazunari, Nagasawa Masami
PAIRING: Nino/Masami
RATINGS: PG-13 to R
DISCLAIMER: The only thing i own in this story is the plot... everything else is Nino's fault...
SUMMARY: The sound of flowing water woke him up from his deep slumber.
The sound of flowing water stirred Nino from his deep sleep, confusing him a lot. The last thing he remembered was Jun offering him the couch their youngest member usually occupies because he was almost stumbling when he entered the greenroom. He refused of course, pretending that he’s fine. But when he smashed directly into one of the chairs on the long table there, he had to accept the offer. He hasn’t gotten a lot of sleep lately, if truth be told, and it’s not like he can win against Sho or Jun separately in his sleep deprived state, even more so when they’re together.
But basing on the wall he opened his eyes to, he wasn’t at their greenroom. He’s in his apartment, his room to be exact. Looking down at his body, instead of the statement shirt and blue jeans he wore to work that day, he saw that he was wearing just his undershirt and shorts.
Shaking his head a bit, he crawled out of the bed, trying to recall what happened and how he got home after that nap. His mind came up blank though which didn’t really worry him much. There’s been times in the past too that he couldn’t remember what happened, although those times are usually preceded by him drinking alcohol.
But curiosity got better of his confusion as he headed towards the slightly ajar door of his bathroom. That was where the sound of flowing water was coming from and that sound is pulling him like a magnet.
Pushing the door wider, he shielded his eyes from the sudden brightness of the room as the light reflected off his white tiles. When his eyes was able to adjust to the light, he saw a scene that simultaneously confused him and took his breathe away.
Masami, clad in a thin white lingerie, taking a shower.
It confused him, not because his girlfriend is wearing a lingerie while taking a shower, but because she had her old hair, the long hair he loved touching and kissing after those long passionate nights (and days). But just like earlier, his confusion was shoved to the side, not by curiosity this time, but by something more bodily, more human. Something that arises from the need of the thing that lies between his loins.
If truth be told, Masami had always had the ability to awaken his desire with simplest movements, with the slightest touch. But the particular sight of her getting wet with the shower, with her lingerie clinging to her body, was a sight that would surely take the cake. It was as if all the blood from his body went straight to his ‘thing’, making it throb painfully against his boxers. It didn’t help too that the thin material of her lingerie clung to her body, showing him all her curves, and showing him that she’s wearing the piece right, because she’s most definitely not wearing anything underneath it.
He immediately shed himself off his undershirt and shorts, leaving only his boxers behind to clothe his already standing member, highly aroused of what he’s already seeing. He had to swallow, hard, deep to stop himself from drooling but that didn’t stop an unexpected groan escaping from deep in his throat.
This caused Masami to turn around and face him, a sweet, inviting smile playing on her lips as her hands moved to gather all her hair to her back, exposing him to her lusciously pink breasts, her nipples already pebbled against the thin cloth as if in anticipation of what his hands and lips can and would most probably do and with her bellybutton already visible, along with the soft triangle a few inches below it.
This, if anything else, only hastened his movements more as he was in there, under the shower against her in almost a flash, his lips capturing hers hungrily and his hands started to travel slowly from her neck down. In one part of his mind, he registered that the water was really cold, almost freezing, but it did nothing to stop him from what he’s doing. The coldness of the water couldn’t even manage to tame his member, which only seemed to throb more, aching for a release, when he felt her skin against his.
His left hand went to the back of her neck, to angle her head for him to be able to kiss her hotter, deeper, while his right hand traveled down to cup one of her breasts, relishing in the joy and desire that he’s the only person who could do that to her. He felt her hands move too. From their resting place on his shoulders, he felt them move slowly, deliciously, enticingly downward to his chest, to his stomach, and they didn’t stop there.
When her fingers started playing with the band of his boxers, he couldn’t help but groan into her mouth as he continued to ravish her lips, already savoring the upcoming contact between her hands and his already bulging member.
But before it could happen though, he felt himself being shaken, softly at first and then vigorously. And the next thing he knew was that that beautiful scene was taken away from him when, at the blink of an eye, he saw himself face to face, not with Masami, but with Aiba.
“Nino! Nino!” Aiba was calling and he realized that he’s the reason why he felt himself shaking. “Are you all right?!’
“Wai—what?!” he cried, pushing to older idol away from him immediately.
“You were sleeping…” Ohno, the only other person in the room and was obviously leaning over Nino before he wake up, piped up from behind the sofa. “And it seemed like you were dreaming…”
“Yeah…” Aiba agreed. “You were even groaning and everything…”
Nino did just that, groan that is, when he finally realized that it was all just a dream and that he was still in their greenroom, sitting on the sofa. He repeated that groan when he realized that while it was just a dream, its effects on him weren’t, especially when he felt that there was still a bulging ache between his legs.
“What were you dreaming Nino~?” Aiba asked, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.
Nino turned at him angrily, faulting him for waking him up from that beautiful dream.
“I hate you!” he growled.
Aiba’s smile grew wider at this though as he shared a knowing and mischievous glance with Ohno who was smiling just the same.
Nino could only groan more. Trust Ohno and Aiba to read the situation clearly and immediately when it involves ‘those’ kinds of stuff.
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like i said, it's Nino's fault that my mind has temporarily gone down the drain (though i think i retrieved it somehow...)
readers? comments/critics are really loved and welcomed...
'tis my first time to write something like this... maybe reading too many pocketbooks and Johanna Lindsey stories had caught up on me....
but i do hate the fact that the only rumors about him around lately are all about him being a sex bunny! and i hate that that idea is stuck in my head! and i also hate the fact that an idea came to me for a highly rated fic featuring him and masami and it's been bugging me even if i'm writing One Chance!
and because i have not seen any high rated NinoxMasami fics around (if you have, kindly direct me?), my mind has been continuously bugging me to write this down... and i had to write this down so that i can really and completely work freely on One Chance...
oh, and i also hate the fact that the cinema's here are not yet showing Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part1... but that is an entirely different issue...
so yeah... stop with the rambling and on with the flick... like i told
tenshii_chan and azraqey , this is the highest rated fic i've ever done... argh!TITLE: Shower
CHARACTERS: Ninomiya Kazunari, Nagasawa Masami
PAIRING: Nino/Masami
RATINGS: PG-13 to R
DISCLAIMER: The only thing i own in this story is the plot... everything else is Nino's fault...
SUMMARY: The sound of flowing water woke him up from his deep slumber.
The sound of flowing water stirred Nino from his deep sleep, confusing him a lot. The last thing he remembered was Jun offering him the couch their youngest member usually occupies because he was almost stumbling when he entered the greenroom. He refused of course, pretending that he’s fine. But when he smashed directly into one of the chairs on the long table there, he had to accept the offer. He hasn’t gotten a lot of sleep lately, if truth be told, and it’s not like he can win against Sho or Jun separately in his sleep deprived state, even more so when they’re together.
But basing on the wall he opened his eyes to, he wasn’t at their greenroom. He’s in his apartment, his room to be exact. Looking down at his body, instead of the statement shirt and blue jeans he wore to work that day, he saw that he was wearing just his undershirt and shorts.
Shaking his head a bit, he crawled out of the bed, trying to recall what happened and how he got home after that nap. His mind came up blank though which didn’t really worry him much. There’s been times in the past too that he couldn’t remember what happened, although those times are usually preceded by him drinking alcohol.
But curiosity got better of his confusion as he headed towards the slightly ajar door of his bathroom. That was where the sound of flowing water was coming from and that sound is pulling him like a magnet.
Pushing the door wider, he shielded his eyes from the sudden brightness of the room as the light reflected off his white tiles. When his eyes was able to adjust to the light, he saw a scene that simultaneously confused him and took his breathe away.
Masami, clad in a thin white lingerie, taking a shower.
It confused him, not because his girlfriend is wearing a lingerie while taking a shower, but because she had her old hair, the long hair he loved touching and kissing after those long passionate nights (and days). But just like earlier, his confusion was shoved to the side, not by curiosity this time, but by something more bodily, more human. Something that arises from the need of the thing that lies between his loins.
If truth be told, Masami had always had the ability to awaken his desire with simplest movements, with the slightest touch. But the particular sight of her getting wet with the shower, with her lingerie clinging to her body, was a sight that would surely take the cake. It was as if all the blood from his body went straight to his ‘thing’, making it throb painfully against his boxers. It didn’t help too that the thin material of her lingerie clung to her body, showing him all her curves, and showing him that she’s wearing the piece right, because she’s most definitely not wearing anything underneath it.
He immediately shed himself off his undershirt and shorts, leaving only his boxers behind to clothe his already standing member, highly aroused of what he’s already seeing. He had to swallow, hard, deep to stop himself from drooling but that didn’t stop an unexpected groan escaping from deep in his throat.
This caused Masami to turn around and face him, a sweet, inviting smile playing on her lips as her hands moved to gather all her hair to her back, exposing him to her lusciously pink breasts, her nipples already pebbled against the thin cloth as if in anticipation of what his hands and lips can and would most probably do and with her bellybutton already visible, along with the soft triangle a few inches below it.
This, if anything else, only hastened his movements more as he was in there, under the shower against her in almost a flash, his lips capturing hers hungrily and his hands started to travel slowly from her neck down. In one part of his mind, he registered that the water was really cold, almost freezing, but it did nothing to stop him from what he’s doing. The coldness of the water couldn’t even manage to tame his member, which only seemed to throb more, aching for a release, when he felt her skin against his.
His left hand went to the back of her neck, to angle her head for him to be able to kiss her hotter, deeper, while his right hand traveled down to cup one of her breasts, relishing in the joy and desire that he’s the only person who could do that to her. He felt her hands move too. From their resting place on his shoulders, he felt them move slowly, deliciously, enticingly downward to his chest, to his stomach, and they didn’t stop there.
When her fingers started playing with the band of his boxers, he couldn’t help but groan into her mouth as he continued to ravish her lips, already savoring the upcoming contact between her hands and his already bulging member.
But before it could happen though, he felt himself being shaken, softly at first and then vigorously. And the next thing he knew was that that beautiful scene was taken away from him when, at the blink of an eye, he saw himself face to face, not with Masami, but with Aiba.
“Nino! Nino!” Aiba was calling and he realized that he’s the reason why he felt himself shaking. “Are you all right?!’
“Wai—what?!” he cried, pushing to older idol away from him immediately.
“You were sleeping…” Ohno, the only other person in the room and was obviously leaning over Nino before he wake up, piped up from behind the sofa. “And it seemed like you were dreaming…”
“Yeah…” Aiba agreed. “You were even groaning and everything…”
Nino did just that, groan that is, when he finally realized that it was all just a dream and that he was still in their greenroom, sitting on the sofa. He repeated that groan when he realized that while it was just a dream, its effects on him weren’t, especially when he felt that there was still a bulging ache between his legs.
“What were you dreaming Nino~?” Aiba asked, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.
Nino turned at him angrily, faulting him for waking him up from that beautiful dream.
“I hate you!” he growled.
Aiba’s smile grew wider at this though as he shared a knowing and mischievous glance with Ohno who was smiling just the same.
Nino could only groan more. Trust Ohno and Aiba to read the situation clearly and immediately when it involves ‘those’ kinds of stuff.
-----FIN-----
like i said, it's Nino's fault that my mind has temporarily gone down the drain (though i think i retrieved it somehow...)
readers? comments/critics are really loved and welcomed...
'tis my first time to write something like this... maybe reading too many pocketbooks and Johanna Lindsey stories had caught up on me....
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first time seeing you write these kind of scenes,, hehe, but its all good! i mean, sugeeiii..
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i haven't... i'm not sure i want to since i hate cliffhangers that makes me wait for a whole year to find out what happens next... with the exception of the hp books of course... since i savored the wait...
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hope it's still ok though...
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*off to write again.. (wishing)
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you're really spoiling us with your masamiya fics XD I ♥ you, really i do!
i agree, when you think about bunnies, you think about nino. they're kind of associated now, haha
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and would you believe that this actually might have a part 2?
argh!
thanks for reading and commenting though... :)
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Ah, poor Nino, Aiba had to wake him up. T_T
Haha, the disclaimer is funny. XDD
I am sorry to hear that you have to think about this rumour. I don´t know but I can´t believe this gossip, in my opinion it was only a silly article.
I don´t like times when something is disturbing me either, but with time it will get better. ;)
Have a nice day! ♥
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anyway, glad you liked it...
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But I think everything you have written is great, so don´t worry too much about it. ;)
You used the term sex bunny, but I think you can write nice fanfic with Nino being just cute bunny that will surprise Masami after she comes back from movie shooting or something like that. They will just chat and watch movie, and then Nino will fell asleep in her lap and Masami will be thinking about his cute sides. Kyaa. XD
I think even this rumour can give you good ideas that won´t have a connection with that night bed activity, when you don´t like it. ;)
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and thanks for the idea... i might just actually write something like that... :)
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I am looking forward to the part 2! ♥
I think there is a chance that you will get it out of your mind, when you write the 2nd part. ;)
You are welcome, but that was just spontaneous idea, nothing special. XD I think you have MUCH better ideas. ;)
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i do hope so... while i did sort of had fun writing this, i really need to get back on the series i was working on...
thanks... :)
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Or you have to come across something different which would stuck in you heard, but would give you good ideas too. :)
In any case I wish you a lot of luck with your writing! ♥
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*buahahahahahahaha...LOL to Nino!!*
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and yeah... it's all Nino's fault... including the upcoming part2... :)
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there will be part 2?
*uwah...what gonna happen next!!??
err..i have a feeling that Nino might end up meet Masami to 'continue' his dream~ LOL*
well, i'll be waiting for the next part!!
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check out the part 2 to find out if your right... :)
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hahaha..i will! ♥♥♥
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actually, you just did... lol... :)
what do you think of the byproduct of (my) today's craziness??? hehehe....
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why it is soooo short, i need that part 2. heh.
and yup, no dreaming. ahahahha
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i feel bad for nino!
i bet you, he is cursing aiba and ohno inside!
that was such wet dream!
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yeah... he'd most probably be cursing those two in his mind... and with his eyes... :D
thanks... :)