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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Johnny's_Entertainment, Johnny's_Jr.
  Relationship:
      JinguIwa, Iwahashi_Genki/Jinguji_Yuta
  Series:
      Part 2 of Jinguji's_hard_life
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-10-12 Words: 6782
****** The most horrible week of Jinguji's life (with the very best ending to
it) ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     Sometimes, Jinguji thinks that everyone only existed with the sole
     purpose of getting on his nerves.
     Sequel to Thinking is overrated
Notes
     Yes, I really did it, I wrote JinguIwa porn *cries and hides* It's
     not my fault people made me do it okay?!
     Well, not gonna talk much. Enjoy ;___;
See the end of the work for more notes
Jinguji’s POV
There had always been moments or days when I had believed that everyone existed
with the sole purpose of getting on my nerves, but nothing, I repeat, NOTHING
of those small moments of irritation could be compared to this one catastrophe
of a week.
Things had not even been that bad, at first. On Sunday still, I had spent the
afternoon with Genki snuggled up in my room, kissing and touching, and sure, I
had been a little grumpy when he had told me that he had to leave just when
things had gotten intense (because fuck, I might be only 15, but I was a guy
with needs as well and the farthest Genki and I had gone in the 2 weeks of our
relationship was a hand slipping under a T-Shirt, and that when I was ready to
walk up and down the walls in arousal every time I saw him), but I had kept
quiet and had sent him off like the good patient boyfriend I was.
It started Monday night, with a very intense dream about Genki, in which he
hadn’t left for the night and clothes were actually being shed. I woke up just
in the moment Genki’s lips were around my dick and I needed a full minute to
realized that I had really, well, woken up and was now here, alone with a
freaking boner. I was so close to calling Genki and yelling at him through the
phone, not caring that it was 3 am because how could he have left me in the
middle of a freaking blowjob, but let it be and instead tried to finish things
off with my own hands, which was not half as satisfying as I had hoped.
I was not able to go back to sleep afterwards, and so, when I found myself in
school later that morning, I was more than a little exhausted, and pretty
pissed. So pissed that I threw my English homework into Reia’s face when he had
the nerve to ask if I was so tired because Genki had kept me awake last night.
The consequence was a verbal fight with some of Reia’s bitchier insults that
was only broken when our teacher entered the class and swore to call Johnny’s
Entertainment to report how their idols behaved at school.
As if that was not enough, he started off the lesson with the announcement of a
surprise test, for which I hadn’t studied a thing (of course, it being a
freaking surprise test), and English was not my best subject and yeah, fuck it.
For the rest of the day, Reia pointedly ignored me, but I was not in the mood
to talk to him anyways. Well, to him or to anyone else, that was, which was why
I hid myself in the empty music room for the lunch break, pouting and cursing
my life. I received a message from Genki on my phone, asking where I was, but I
did not answer.
When it was finally time to go home after school, I wanted nothing more than to
grab my food and hide in my room for the rest of the day, but my mother had
other plans (Whydid women always feel the need totalk?! I knew why I had turned
out gay, in the end. Guys were less tiring).
The moment that I entered the kitchen, she started talking about Miki, the
neighbor’s daughter who my mother had adored ever since we had been toddlers
and who, unfortunately for me, had lately developed a huge crush on me, making
my mother want to set us up. Usually, I just let her talk and tuned her out,
not engaging much in her monologues, but today, she greeted me with a huge
smile and the words: “I gave Miki-Chan your phone number today.”
I stared at her with an open mouth.
“You did what?!” I called, my voice rising so high that our dog in the living
room fell from his sleeping position on the couch, barking.
“Why are you so mad?” Mum raised her eyebrows, putting a plate of curry into
the microwave to heat it up for me. “You’ve known each other since you were
little kids. You are friends, right?”
“We’re not friends, or did you see us hanging out together ever since, um,
first grade?!” I snapped. “And you know very well that she doesn’t want to be
‘only friends’ with me!”
“Yes, and I think she would be good for you!” Mum groaned, crossing her arms in
front of her chest in an expression that told me she was getting ready for a
fight. “She is smart, polite, and all over more pleasant than you, my dear
son!”
“I don’t care, she could be Beyoncé and I wouldn’t go out with her!” I called.
“Why?!” she demanded in frustration. “Do you have someone you like?!”
I was about to yell back when my words got stuck in my throat. I mean, sure, I
had someone I liked. I had a relationship, even. But I could hardly tell her
that, because you do not come out to your Mum just like that between school and
dinner.
And yeah, maybe I was a little bit scared, too.
So all I said, in the end, was: “She is not my type, okay?!”
“Why?!” Mum prodded angrily. “Tell me one thing that’s wrong with her!”
Well, for one, she had no dick, but I could hardly say that out loud. Also
mentioning that she doesn’t smile like Genki and doesn’t talk like Genki
wouldn’t really help the matter.
So all I brought out in the end was a lame: “She’s just annoying, okay?!”
“You’re annoying too, and I don’t sell you off to Africa either, even though
I’d really like to sometimes!” Mum hissed, but when the microwave beeped to
alert us of my heated dinner, I pushed past her and took out the plate,
disappearing without another word into my room.
When I checked my phone later that night, I had 2 messages, one from Miki and
one from Genki. I ignored both, even Genki’s, afraid of what I would say if I
talked to him in such a bad mood.
On Tuesday night, I dreamt about Genki again, and his touch felt so real in my
dream that I felt ready to scream in sexual tension the moment I woke up and
noticed that I was alone in bed again.
I figured that, to be able to build down some of my frustrations, I needed to
at least go and see him, so I crossed his way even before classes started in
the morning, kidnapping him wordlessly.
“Yuta, what’s wrong?” he asked hesitantly when I dragged him through the halls
by the sleeve, finally finding a broom cupboard and unceremoniously shoving him
inside, pressing him up against the closed door to attack his lips.
Genki only murmured something weak into the kiss in protest, but his arms came
up to entwine around my shoulders and it told me that he didn’t really mind.
I pressed my body against his eagerly, my tongue licking against his lips
demandingly, moaning as he finally opened his mouth and allowed me access.
I roamed his mouth eagerly, one of my hands diving into his soft hair, wanting
to get even closer, impossibly closer…
It was then, that suddenly, the door opened, making us fall out of the room
with a loud yelp, landing on the floor, me on top of Genki. We looked up with
huge eyes, only to find my home room teacher looking down at me with raised
eyebrows.
“Jinguji-Kun, interesting” she smirked, making me blush angrily because fuck.
“If you are so interested in brooms, maybe you can be so nice to clean the
classroom today after class as well. Or I may need to have a word with the
principal about how interested you are in Iwahashi-Kun instead of the brooms.”
I mumbled something about hating my life, and the teacher laughed at us as we
scrambled ourselves up from the floor.
She kept throwing me annoying grins all throughout the day and it always made
me flush very much not inconspicuously, alerting Reia as well that something
was the matter. Reia had apparently decided that he was speaking to me again in
favor for teasing me, annoying me until I finally spilled what had happened. I
still don’t know how I had thought it would be a good idea to confide in Reia
of all people, but as soon as I had told him that our home room teacher had
caught me and Genki kissing in a broom cupboard, he laughed at me so loudly
that Fu came running over excitedly, asking what was the matter, and I wished
for a hole to appear in the floor, not for myself to hide in, but to push Reia
into it.
When I came home (later than usual, after cleaning the classroom, which Reia
had naturally refused to help me with, suggesting for me to control my hormones
at least in school), my mother was still pointedly ignoring me, but I was kind
of thankful for that, since that spared me some talking. Down point was that
she had also refused to make me dinner, making me hide in my room grumpily with
an instant noodle soup.
On Wednesday, we got the results for our surprise test, proving me right in the
feeling that I had indeed failed it. I was in such a bad mood that I hid in the
music room again for the whole lunch break, not in the mood to see anyone, not
even Genki.
Genki texted me at some point, asking me where I was, but I didn’t answer.
It was only when I left school grounds again later that day, that Genki caught
up with me.
“Hey!” he said breathlessly as he appeared beside me, apparently having run,
his hair sticking to his face, making him flip it away in an endearing manner,
as my mind noticed distractedly. “I was searching for you! Are you okay?”
I just shrugged non-committedly, gulping down the need to kiss him here in the
middle of the street. Stupid hormones. Stupid Genki for having this kind of
influence on me.
“Well, I went to your class for lunch break” he continued hesitantly, watching
my face. “But Reia-Kun told me you had disappeared, and so I was wondering-“
“Do I have to report to you every time I go anywhere?!” I snapped before I
could help myself.
Genki looked at me with big eyes, shaking his head quickly, and I just rolled
my eyes before walking faster, leaving Genki standing on the spot. I did not
turn around to see him look after me.
I swear my mother had a talent to smell when people were annoyed, and decided
to annoy them even more when they were, just for the fun of it. Because
naturally, when I came home, she was already waiting for me, looking at me with
judging eyes.
“I met Takahashi-Kun’s mother earlier” she informed me with a tight voice. “Why
did you not tell me that you wrote a surprise test in English?!”
My heart fell, and I knew that she would not let go of it until I told her my
marks. Great, I was not at all ready for that discussion again.
An hour later, our screaming match was broken apart by my father as he came
home, but not before both had threatened to talk to the management if my grades
did not go up.
Also, I had a mail from Genki when I checked my phone, asking if he had done
anything to make me angry. Everything inside of me tightened in guilt and I
went to bed without changing out of my clothes or brushing my teeth, still not
being able to sleep a wink.
On Thursday, I decided to go talk to Genki to apologize for snapping at him,
but now, for a change, he seemed to avoid me, because he was nowhere near his
class every time I came to search for him, and his friends continued brushing
me off in a stiff manner.
My suspicion was only confirmed when Reia cornered me, firm glare on his face.
“What happened between you and Genki-Kun?” he asked, eyeing me skeptically.
I rolled my eyes, murmuring that it was none of his business, but Reia kept
staring at me in that judging look until I finally cracked and said: “I might
have overreacted a little yesterday, okay?”
“Fix it” he said simply, standing up when the teacher came in. “Genki-Kun is
crawling in on himself again and I don’t like it.”
I rolled my eyes at him, though I knew that he was kind of right.
The mood stayed tense even throughout the Myojo shoot after school. The only up
point was that Genki could not hide from me any longer, even if he still
avoided looking me in the eyes. I tried not to let this discourage me, though,
moving closer to his side when it was the other’s turn for shots, bumping his
shoulder inconspicuously.
“Hey” I said quietly, and Genki gulped before glancing over at me. “Can we talk
later?” I murmured, so quietly that we could not be overheard by the others.
“I still have homework tonight” Genki murmured airily, and when I pouted
slightly at him, the corners of his mouth twitched. It made me feel more
confident. “Don’t look at me like that!”
“Just 5 minutes” I promised. “Alright?”
“Fine” Genki sighed, smiling now, and I entwined my little finger with his
without anyone seeing, smiling as well. Reia glanced at us, nodding
approvingly.
It was later, when I was standing outside waiting for Genki, that I received a
message from Miki. I was just looking at it moodily, cursing my mother for her
obtrusive behavior, when suddenly, Genki turned up behind me, looking over my
shoulder.
“Who are you writing to?” he asked lazily, and I jumped, my heart racing a
thousand miles an hour as I quickly slipped the phone into my pocket.
“No one” I said quickly, only realizing my mistake after the words were out –
the smile on Genki’s face disappeared, and I could see him close in on himself
again.
“I guess I need to hurry home, after all” he only whispered after a moment,
turning his back to me again.
“Genki, wait!” I called, reaching out to grab his wrist, keeping him from
leaving. “I thought we would talk.”
Genki looked at me over his shoulder, the look strangely intense on my face
before he said firmly: “For talking you need to actually talk,Yuta, not hide
things.”
His words hit me like a punch in my stomach, and I was so stunned that I just
let Genki free himself from my grasp and walk away, staring after him
wordlessly.
Needless to mention, I did not sleep well again that night. Genki’s face kept
turning up in my dreams, and I felt like punching a pillow every time I woke up
because my insides kept clenching in guilt.
On Friday, Genki’s class was on a field trip, so when I tried to find him, it
was fruitless. Instead, Reia cornered me with a face that told me at the first
glance that he was done with the nice talking and gentle pushing, if that was
what you could ever call Reia’s help.
“Genki called me last night, and he thinks you want to break up with him” he
groaned, crossing his arms and building himself up in front of me very
impressively for his height. “What the fuck are you doing, Jinguji?!”
“I don’t want to break up with him!” I called defensively. “It’s his fault if
he’s jumping to conclusions! I just wanted to talk to him yesterday, but he was
the one fleeing!”
“You’ve been hiding for him for practically all week!” Reia pointed out. “You
don’t answer his messages, and he thinks you’re hiding something! What is he
supposed to think?!”
“I AM JUST HAVING A FUCKING BAD WEEK, OKAY?!” I yelled, making Reia raise his
eyebrows at him. “AND EVERYONE SEEMS ONLY TOO KEEN ON MAKING IT WORSE,
INCLUDING YOU!”
“ALL I DO IS WATCHING OUT FOR MY FRIENDS, BECAUSE YOU ARE AN INSENSITIVE DICK
AND GENKI-KUN IS TOO SELF-CONSCIOUS FOR HIS OWN GOOD!” Reia yelled back, never
letting my moods frighten him. “I KNOW YOU LIKE HIM AND SOMEONE HAS TO PUNCH
YOU IN THE FACE BEFORE YOU LOSE THE BEST THING YOU STUMBLED UPON IN YOUR WHOLE
FUCKING LIFE!”
“HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU IT’S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS! STAY OUT OF
MY LIFE!”
“I DON’T CARE ABOUT YOUR LIFE, BUT YOU ARE HURTING GENKI-KUN, IF YOU HAVEN’T
NOTICED YET!”
Our screaming continued for another few minutes until the teachers interrupted
us with equally loud voices and detention. Even though Reia and I worked side
by side cleaning up the whole music room for over an hour, we did not exchange
another word for the rest of the day.
When I came home, though, and my mother crossed ways with me immediately,
things escalated.
“Why are you not answering to Miki-Chan?” she demanded the moment I walked
through the door. “Her mother told me she has been sending you a couple of
message already and you never returned anything!”
“I TOLD you I am not interested in that girl” I called angrily, considering
just walking out again straight away for a moment. “Can you just the fuck stay
out of my life?!”
“The neighborhood will get a bad impression of you if you are so impolite!” Mum
called back. “I did not raise you like this!”
“Then did you raise me to marry me off to someone I don’t even like?!” I
groaned. “You shouldn’t have even given her my number without asking in the
first place!”
“I thought I’m doing you a favor!” she called. “You’re in the age where you
start to hook up with all the wrong people, so I thought a proper girl-“
“I’M NOT HOOKING UP WITH THE WRONG PEOPLE!” I shouted, my voice high from the
anger. “I only ever fell for one person, and he was just the right one for me!”
“I – what?!” Mum murmured, blinking. “I thought you had no girlfriend!”
“I don’t!” I groaned. “But I have a boyfriend! I am in love with Genki!”
“G-Genki?!” Mum spluttered, looking like I had just told her I was striving for
entering the ToDai. “Iwahashi Genki?!”
“Yes!” I called. “And Miki’s messages already caused a misunderstanding and now
he’s not talking to me and this is all your fault! Just keep out of my life!”
With that, I turned around and walked straight out of the door again, not even
waiting for my mother’s reaction.
In the end, I turned up at Shori’s doorstep an hour later. Shori had always
been something like a big brother to me, someone who would not ask too many
questions when he felt that I didn’t want to answer them and just was there to
distract me. He let me stay over for the night.
That night, I was so exhausted that I slept without any problems, even on the
thin futon on Shori’s floor
On Saturday, my mother suddenly stood in the Sato’s kitchen during breakfast.
First, I refused to even look at her when she suggested to take me with her,
but then, she sat down next to me at the table and Shori politely excused
himself to talk to his mother.
“I’m sorry, Yuta” she said finally, looking at me from the side. “I really
didn’t have any idea about… I really shouldn’t have tried to interfere in your
love life. I’m sorry.”
When I still didn’t react, she continued: “You don’t have to worry about Miki-
Chan anymore. I told her mother that you were already seeing someone and
apologized for the confusion. And about your boyfriend” she added very quietly,
as to not be overheard, even though I would not have cared anyways because I
think Shori already knew, even if I had never really spelled it out to him.
“I’m okay with that. If you are happy, you have my support. And Iwahashi-Kun is
just as nice and polite as Miki-Chan, he will surely have a good influence on
you, too.”
“Shut up” I murmured, but I had to smile a little at her words. When I looked
up at her, my mother was smiling back at me, and maybe, sometimes, she was not
that bad, I figured. “Alright” I gave in with a sigh. “Let’s go home.”
In the car on the way back home, she kept asking me about how I had fallen for
Genki and when we had gotten together, and though she was kind of pestering me
again, it was also nice, to talk to her openly like that.
“I’m glad to hear that you are happy with him” she said finally as we turned
into the driveway.
“I am” I nodded, making a face in an afterthought and adding: “Or I would be,
if he started talking to me again.”
“Why don’t you call him over tonight and have a good talk about what happened”
she suggested, cutting the engine. “I can also explain about Miki-Chan, if that
helps.”
“I don’t think Miki was the only problem” I admitted with a sigh, unfastening
my seatbelt. “I might have been a little… difficult, lately.”
“No, really?” Mum asked sarcastically, and when I glared at her, she added:
“You have that from me. You don’t know how often I drove your father insane
when we were younger. But still, he ended up marrying me.”
When I still didn’t answer, she repeated: “Just call him, dear, I’m serious.
Talking to him is the only way. I’m sure he will understand, he is a sweet kid,
unlike you.”
I stuck out my tongue at her childishly, and she laughed.
I needed another hour, until I finally had the courage to call Genki, and even
then, he did not take my call. I tried again and again for the next 2 hours,
until Genki must have had about about 20 missed calls on his phone. The sun was
already starting to set as he finally picked up.
“Yes?” he said quietly, almost making me fall off my bed at the sound of his
voice.
“Genki!” I murmured, not being able to keep the note of surprise out of my
voice. “You picked up!”
“Only because Sou talked me into it” he sighed, and from the loud background
noises, I could hear that he was out. “What do you want, Yuta?”
“I want to talk to you” I said gently, almost pleadingly. “Give me a chance to
apologize, okay? I was not fair to you in the last few days.” When Genki didn’t
answer, I added: “Please come over.”
“I am out with Sou” he pointed out. “I’m busy.”
“Then tomorrow” I murmured. “Whenever you’re free. Just please…”
There was another moment of silence, before Genki said finally: “Alright. I’ll
come by tomorrow afternoon.”
“Thank you” I breathed in relief, not being able to help myself from adding: “I
miss you.”
There was another sigh from the other end of the line, before he murmured: “I
really don’t understand you sometimes, Yuta.”
“I am difficult” I said automatically. “I have that from my mother.”
I could practically hear Genki rolling his eyes even though I could not see him
before he murmured: “I have to go now. See you tomorrow.”
“Okay, I’ll be waiting” I promised, listening until the line went dead.
For the rest of Saturday and all through to Sunday, I was more than a little
restless, annoying my mother with my mood even though she did her best to keep
the peace after our reconciliation.
She heaved a sigh of relief when the doorbell finally rang at around 3pm,
making me sprint to the door, pulling it open quickly to reveal an equally
restless looking Genki. It made me smile a little, to realize he seemed just as
uncomfortable and nervous as me.
“Hey” I said finally, stepping aside to let him in. “Thanks for coming,
really.”
“It’s not like you’d have left me in peace if I hadn’t” Genki pointed out as he
kicked off his shoes, and I smiled and shrugged.
“I am persistent” I pointed out, and Genki snorted before looking up at me.
I quickly led him upstairs into my room (too aware of my mother having become
too quietover there in the kitchen), feeling a little safer when we were behind
closed doors.
I looked up at Genki hesitantly, and when he stood there in the middle of the
room, apparently not sure if to sit down on the bed like he usually did or if
to search a safety distance by sitting on my chair, everything inside of me
clenched because I felt like I had not had him close for ages.
Genki gasped when my arms slung around his shoulders, my chest pressing to his
back in a tight hug.
“I’m sorry” I said finally. “How I was behaving this week really wasn’t your
fault. It was me. I had a really bad week.”
“Then why didn’t you talk to me?” Genki murmured, and I wave of warmth spread
through me as his hand found mine, holding onto it tentatively.
“Because I’m bad at talking about feelings” I pointed out. ”I just wanted to be
alone.”
“You could have just said so” Genki argued. “I would have understood. I need to
be alone sometimes, too. But if you ignore me like that I’ll think I did
something, and-“
“I’m sorry” I repeated, tightening my grip on him and resting my jaw on his
shoulder, turning my head slightly to nose his neck. Genki shivered in my arms.
“From now on I will take better care, I swear…”
There was another moment of silence in which I closed my eyes and enjoyed
Genki’s closeness, taking in his scent, before his hand on mine tightened and
he whispered: “Who did you write to the other day? When you hid your phone from
me?”
“Oh, that” I murmured with a sigh. “My Mum tried to set me up with the
neighbor’s daughter. I did not want to worry you. But I told my Mum about us
now, and she cleared things up.”
“I see” Genki murmured, and I loosened my hold on him, pulling him to face me.
“Don’t you ever think again that I want to break up with you just like that” I
scolded, catching his eyes. “You are too important to me for that. You should
know that.”
“How do I know, when you keep brushing me off?” Genki pointed out with a shrug,
seeming embarrassed that Reia had told me what he had been thinking.
“I keep dreaming about you every night” I said honestly, making the expression
in Genki’s face soften in slight awe. “About being close to you in every way
possible. And when you’re around, I can barely keep myself from touching you in
any way. It’s the most frustrating thing I ever experienced” I finished with a
slight blush, not used to being that honest.
“There are no people around now” Genki pointed out, and it made me smile as I
pulled him closer, until I could feel his breath on my lips.
“I’ll hold you responsible for everything that happens now” I warned, and Genki
grinned, murmuring something about me always pushing the blame on others, but I
didn’t let him finish, just catching his lips in a deep kiss.
After all the trouble of the last week, if possible, kissing him felt even more
intense. It made all of my skin tingle in longing. I deepened the kiss
gradually, not being able to help myself at the electricity that rushed through
me as his tongue brushed against mine, as my hands wandered over his back,
feeling his muscles through the material of his T-shirt.
When I finally palmed his ass, pushing my hips against his pointedly, Genki
gasped for air, and I broke our kiss to kiss down his jaw and his neck, unable
to stop.
“Yuta” Genki whimpered, his hand fisting the back of my shirt.
“Don’t tell me to stop now” I pleaded, licking the stripe of skin just over the
hem of his shirt. “I’ve been crawling out of my skin with the need to touch you
all week. If you don’t let me now I’ll go insane!”
“W-wait” Genki stammered, chuckling as the words sunk in. “So you mean your
week was only so bad because you were sexually frustrated?!”
“NO!” I said defensively, flushing when Genki started laughing. “DON’T LAUGH AT
ME!”
But Genki’s chest continued shaking with laughter, and I groaned, before
pushing him onto my bed. Genki yelped, catching himself on his elbows, looking
up at me in surprise as I crawled over him, straddling him.
“This is all your fault!” I scolded him, running a hand through his soft hair.
“You made me want you so much in the first place!”
“It’s amazing how you always manage to twist things” Genki chuckled, his hands
finding my hips, fingers teasing the skin right under the hem of my shirt.
“It’s a talent” I murmured distractedly, small shudders running up and down as
Genki touched my bare skin.
I bent down to catch his lips, quickly engaging him into another passion laced
kiss, my tongue licking its way through his mouth leisurely and thoroughly. I
murmured appreciative nothings against his lips when his hands started moving
up under my T-Shirt, mapping the skin he found. My breath started to come in
quick puffs as I felt his fingers on me, leaving a trail of heat everywhere
they went and making me feel hot and shivery soon.
I broke our kiss to tear Genki’s shirt over his head, almost choking him when I
didn’t get it over his head. I did not leave him much space to catch his breath
either after I had thrown it into a corner of the room, claiming his mouth
again, kissing him hungrily as I moved my hands over his stomach and up his
chest. Genki jerked when I brushed one of his nipples, moaning helplessly into
the kiss when I did it again.
I broke the kiss to pull back a little, watching his flushed face and his
plushed up lips, the want rushing through me like a drug.
“You don’t know how good you look like that” I murmured, my voice uneven, and
Genki’s fingers tightened on my hips, his thumbss pressing into my hipbones.
“Let me touch you, Genki, please.”
“You’re already touching me” Genki pointed out breathlessly, and when I moved
my hand down to grope between his legs, feeling the bulge through his jeans, he
groaned and arched his back.
“Not where I want to” I pointed out needlessly before attacking his belt.
It took some fumbling, mainly because Genki intervened by wanting to remove my
clothes as well, but after a few more minutes, our clothes were lying on the
floor and we were tucked under the blanket, still kissing messily.
“Yuta” Genki murmured against my lips, one of his hands tickling my shoulder
blades. “Have you ever done this before?”
“No” I scoffed, breaking our kiss to lick along his collarbone. “But I dreamt
about you like this a lot.”
“You did?” Genki asked, his breathing growing increasingly uneven as my hand
wandered down his belly until I found his hard shaft, fisting it.
“Yes” I breathed, feeling heady as I stroked him up and down slowly, getting
used to the sensation of someone else’s erection in my hand. “I wanted to touch
you so much. And I wanted you to touch me.”
“Like this?” Genki murmured, his hands finally finding my cock as well, making
me groan into his shoulder.
“Genki” I whimpered, reaching down to kneed his balls softly, making him jerk
and his hand around me tighten. “Can I try something else?”
Genki only nodded, and I got to my knees, Genki’s hand falling from me as I
pushed him onto his back and crawled down until I was facing his crotch.
“Yuta” Genki breathed, his voice unsteady. “Are you-?!”
“What does it look like?!” I demanded, flushed as stroked him again, my hand
holding his erection steady. “I’m going to suck you off.”
I did not wait for him to answer, though, gulping down my nerves and my
embarrassment to move down on him quickly, opening my mouth and pushing him
past my lips.
It felt weird and intense at first and I needed a moment to figure out how to
breathe, but then I relaxed my jaw a little and tightened my lips around him,
going up and down slowly.
Genki’s hand found my shoulder and he clung to it for his life, but otherwise
stayed still, almost tense. It worried me for a moment, because I wasn’t sure
if he was even breathing, and I wanted to look in his face to see if he was
alright, but then I ran my tongue over his hips and he gasped, his hips
twitching involuntarily.
“Yu… ta…” he breathed, and I took it as encouragement, hollowing my cheeks as I
continued my movements.
When I came up again, the skin of Genki’s entire body seemed flushed, and he
had his eyes closed tightly, his body completely tense as if he was afraid of
embarrassing himself once he let go. I was glad that he was holding back,
though, because I was not ready for this to be over yet.
“Can you… do this to me?” I asked quietly, my voice doing nothing to conceal my
arousal. “Only if you want to, I mean-“
“Okay” Genki nodded, opening his eyes and meeting mine. “But come up and kiss
me first.”
I did not wait to fulfill his request, crawling up his body and pulling him
into a deep kiss. Genki clung to me even tighter for a moment, enjoying the
kiss before turning us around so that he was on top. When he broke the kiss, he
seemed really nervous, and I regretted asking him in the first place.
“You don’t need to” I said quickly. “I just-“
“It’s okay” he shook his head. “I want to make you feel as good, too.”
And with that, he slid down my body too, until he could wrap his hand around my
erection, stroking it once from tip to base, making me squirm. I fastened one
of my hands in his soft hair, careful not to pull or push, keeping my eyes on
Genki’s face as he took a deep breath and lend down to swallow me past those
plush lips.
Pleasure soared through me in uncontrollable waves, making a few uncontrollable
moans slip out of my lips, and I closed my eyes, unable to keep them open any
longer.
Genki’s mouth felt amazing, it was all heat und wetness and the way he flicked
his tongue against me every now and then made me crawl my toes. My limbs seemed
to melt under his touch and I felt a pressure built up in my belly that
foreshadowed something I did not want to happen just yet.
So I pulled at Genki’s hair until he came up, looking at me curiously.
“I want to be inside of you” I said bluntly, making Genki’s eyes almost pop out
of their sockets. “Please.”
Genki opened his mouth and closed him again, his hands tightening on my hips
before nodding hesitantly. He moved up until he could catch my mouth in a
sloppy kiss again, and I hugged him close, trying to erase his nerves (and
maybe mine) at least a little.
I considered turning us around for a moment, but I liked the way Genki’s body
felt on top of mine and the way he straddled my hips, so I just reached around
his body like this, palming his butt cheeks while I tried to figure out
techniques.
In the end, I blindly fumbled for my bedside table, knocking over my alarm
clock and making Genki want to pull away, but I held him close and kept kissing
him, my fingers finally closing around the tube of body lotion I was searching
for. I uncapped it and squeezed some of the content into my hand, slicking my
fingers the best I could.
Genki jerked a little in surprise when my finger circled his entrance, and by
now, he was more passive in our kiss than actually participating, but I
sincerely hoped that this was a good sign.
I was not so sure anymore, though, when I pushed a finger inside and Genki
squirmed in my arms, breaking our kiss to whimper softly.
“Am I hurting you?” I asked in panic, freezing, but Genki shook his head,
pressing his face into my neck.
“No” he murmured, his voice muffled against my skin. “It’s just… weird…”
“I’m sorry” I murmured, circling my finger slowly and with as little pressure
as I could, but Genki was incredibly tight, and his walls were fighting the
intrusion.
I kept tracing feather light touches over his back, and slowly, he started to
relax under my touch, my finger moving in and out easier, making it possible to
enter another one, and finally, another. I was just wondering if he was ready
when Genki suddenly let out a high pitched moan, clinging to my shoulder. At
first, I thought I had hurt him, freezing, but when I accidentally grazed that
spot again, he whimpered my name in that way and it went straight to my cock.
“Genki” I moaned helplessly. “Please, I can’t-“
“Yes” Genki nodded, leaning up to kiss me again, and I hesitantly pulled my
fingers out before aligning my erection to his entrance.
“Genki” I murmured against his lips, and he nodded before sitting up shakily. I
needed to put my hands onto his hips to hold him steady, my grip involuntarily
tightening when my tip pressed into him.
We went very slow, so slow that I thought I would go insane, but the way
Genki’s jaw tensed at every movement gave me a patience I didn’t really feel.
When Genki finally sat completely in my lap, my shaft buried inside him, I
forgot to breathe completely because fuck.
“Genki” I murmured, my voice tight. “Can I move?”
Genki nodded, leaning down to kiss me again, and I snapped my hips up in
relief. Genki bit my lip at the friction, but I did not mind because the
electricity that went through me at every touch made me unable to think.
I should have known from the start that I was not going to last long, but
gladly Genki seemed to be too wound up as well, and when shakily brought a hand
down to stroke him in time with my pace, he whispered my name against my lips
and came into my hand.
His walls tightened double around me at his orgasm, bringing me over the edge
only seconds after him. I clung to his back, feeling him shudder in my arms,
the only thing that was keeping me tied to reality as I saw white.
When I opened my eyes again minutes later, Genki was still lying in my arms,
but his breathing had evened out. I watched his face for a few moments and
smiled as I turned my head to kiss his sweaty forehead.
Genki’s eyes fluttered open, needing a moment to focus on mine.
“Hey” I smiled, catching his lips with mine without waiting for an answer, and
Genki murmured something incoherent against my lips. Cute, I thought as I
pulled away, but Genki had always been the cutest for me anyways, even if Reia
would kick me if I ever said that out loud.
We lay like this for a few more minutes, just kissing, cuddling and talking in
hushed voices, and I felt more relaxed than I had felt in a long long time.
“You seem in a better mood now” Genki pointed out after a while, grinning,
making me want to pinch his cheeks. “So maybe your week wasn’t so bad, after
all?”
“Yeah” I sighed, stretching out against my pillow, pulling Genki tighter
against myself. “Maybe.”
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