Eavesdropping

Eavesdropping Part V - Ryuichi's Fantasy


Can a plushy toy really have a sexual fantasy?

Tatsuha shook his head. If he was even contemplating such thoughts, he'd been a Ryuichi fan far too long.

Through the crack between the cabinet doors he could see the table K and Ryuichi were sitting at. The muzzle of K's gun was still pointed at the cabinet as he polished it - a fact that made him more than a little nervous.

He tried not to move, or make a sound, waiting for Ryuichi to start. He could almost faint with happiness over the thought that his Ryuichi was fantasizing about him! But then he'd miss hearing it - and he wouldn't miss that for anything!

Though, he had to admit, the fact that Kumagorou was somehow involved worried him a little. Who'd have thought the innocent-looking pop star would be so...kinky? Still, he was sure his mind was just getting away with itself, and it wouldn't be that bad.

"It's after a show. Noriko's gone home, and Tohma's busy organizing the stage dismantle. I'm pretty bored so I'm happy when he shows up. We sit on the couch to talk, and Kumagorou sits on his knees. Neither of us can help but notice that he's dressed rather sexily tonight compared to normal. He's wearing a vest top that's V cuts low on his chest, and clinging leather pants. I think he was trying to look tough. Somehow, though, it plays up his youthfulness. He can't quite carry it, and it makes him look almost innocent. Like the teenager he is for once. Heh. Like a teenager out to lose his virginity. It's enough to make me wonder..."

K snickered, and Tatsuha shot him a glare - even if he couldn't see it. He frowned to himself, though. Would he really look like a dumb kid in the outfit Ryuichi had described?

"There's something about the feel of leather. I find my one hand toying with the bottome of his pant leg, vaguely noting that Kumagorou has started to slide up and down his leg - liking the feel of it too. I don't really think about it until he shifts a little, apparently uncomfortable. That's when I notice the tent in his pants. Oh my. I'd never intended this. Before I can put a stop to it, Kumagorou slides back, brushing against the bulge in his pants. He gasps, a blush burning his usually confident features. I know I should stop this, but seeing him blush is just so...delicious.

"Kumagorou presses harder against his crotch, and he gasps again - the blush deepening. He tries to speak but can't get past our names. I can't tell if it's meant to be a protest or an invitation. I can't resist leaning in to nuzzle his burning face. I whisper his name in his ear as Kumagorou slips further inbetween his legs - spreading them a little. He bites his lip, turning his head to the side. He looks so adorable. I nuzzle his neck next, and he whimpers. This is starting to drive me crazy.

"I straddle his legs, squeezing them together around Kuma with my knees - watching as he cries out, arching his head back. It's music to my ears, and I drink it in as my hands undo his vest. His skin is so soft, so unblemished. I run by hands over his torso, still helping Kuma press against that oh-so-enticing bulge. He's quivering beneath our touch, and I lean up to brush my lips over his ear, telling him not to be nervous."

"He's got a bunny between his legs and a lapful of Ryuichi. I'm surprised he hasn't fainted yet." K remarked dryly.

In the cabinet, Tatsuha flushed - shooting the american another glare. This wasn't quite as much fun as he'd thought it would be. Though the fantasy was very erotic, it was definately a bit kinky. And the way Ryuichi was portraying him. Wanton but innocent - totally submissive. It was a little...embarrasing.

"His arms come slowly up to settle on my waist. Relieved by the small guesture of consent, I run my tongue down his neck. I can feel his throat vibrate under my tongue as he moans. I want to draw more sounds from his throat. I want to play him like an instrument. I break the embrace, and he turns questioning eyes on me - worried he's done something wrong. You'll be more comfortable if you lie down, I tell him, pushing him down onto the couch and pulling Kuma from him long enough to undo the leather pants and pull them down. I chuckle when I realize there's nothing underneath. Naughty, naughty. He blushes, and I lick my lips hungrily. I love it when he does that. I crush his lips with my own, drinking him in as my hands run down his sides to his waist. He welcomes my tongue, rubbing his own against it, sucking on it. I pull back to nuzzle his jaw. So inviting...will he be so inviting elsewhere too? My hand ghosts his crotch before finding his entrance. His back arches, and he cries out. The sound is so raw, so wanton...

"I want you, I whisper, but pull my hand away. His eyes open, glazed with lust but filled with confusion. Fair's fair, though, I whisper and he gasps as he feels Kumagorou brushing up the inside of his leg. Kuma-chan did start this.

"I lean down to run my tongue over the curves of his chest, watching him struggle with the concept of what I'm asking of him. Then he feels Kuma's fur against his hardness and anohter cry of pleasure escapes his lips - his body arching again."

"Ride on, Cowboy Kuma." K chuckled. He glanced sideways at the cabinet, and chuckled again.

Tatsuha missed the glance, his eyes were locked on the floor of the cabinet, his face flushed bright red. He found himself wondering if sex with a plushy animal would be considered animalism or not. Maybe it was just use of a sex toy? Either way, he didn't think he'd be able to look at the plushy the same way again.

"My mouth latches onto one of his nipples as Kuma continues to rub against his stiffness. His cries are growing louder, but suddenly muffle. I look up to realize he's pressed his fist into his mouth. I reach up to pull it out, nipping at his knuckles. Oh, no. I want to hear his music. Kuma squeezes around him, and he screams as he sprays forth his essence.

"I'm hard myself now as I set Kuma aside. Sliding out of my pants I bring my hand up to my mouth, licking at the seed that's there. It's sharp, almost stinging. I run my hand across his coated stomach before bringng it up to dip my fingers into his mouth.

"He gasps, eyes widening as he tastes himself. Tangy, I whisper in his ear - watching in delight as he blushes. Damn, his blushing turns me on like nothing else. I withdraw my hand, licking the cum off his face and lips. My tongue plunges into his mouth just as my fingers plunge into his entrance. I drink in his scream. He's so warm, so tight. I scissor my fingers, prepping him. His screams are just another kind of music, an interlude in a song. Soon he's moaning again. I pull out my fingers, shaking with the need to enter him. His eyes open again, pure with desire. Wanton need swimming in their ebony depths.

"I plunge in, enveloping myself in his warmth. His scream is distant in my ears, I'm caught up in the sensation of being surrounded by him. It's incredible. Welcome me, I whisper, pulling out to plunge in again. He screams again, but I can feel him trying to relax, trying to adjust to having me sheathed inside of him.

"More, he pleads me - his hands reaching for my shoulders. I'm happy to do so, plunging in over and over - harder and harder His face is highlighted in an enticing blush, his cries are wanton now - full of pleasure and desire for me. I hold back as long as I can, enjoying the sounds I draw from his lips with my every invasion. I can feel myself begin to shake with preorgasm though, and I plunge in one last time - hitting his core. His final scream is once again raw, his body tightening around mine - releasing me deep inside of him. It echos around the room, full of release and spent desire.

"I collapse on top of him, reluctant to pull out. His breath is heavy beneath me. He whispers my name, and something that sounds alot like 'encore'. I find myself grinning, one hand tracing lazy circles on his skin. Encore indeed!"

K let out a low whistle. "Hm, yes...KUMAGOROU's got quite an imagination, doesn't he?" He only laughed when Ryuichi blushed. "I never knew you, I mean HE - was so interested in getting into Ta - fanboy's pants."

"K!" Ryuichi squeaks, hiding beind Kumagorou.

K laughed again. "Relax. Fantasy's are supposed to be fun - you shouldn't be embarrassed.

Easy for him to say! Tatsuha thought. Inside the cabinet he pressed his hands to his burning cheeks. He needed out of the cabinet. Out of NG. He reallly needed to think this over. Cuz what if...oh, boy. Would the two go already?

"Hmph." Ryuichi crossed his arms. "Then let's hear you talk about one then."

K arched an eyebrow. Glancing over at the cabinet, though, he smirked. "Sure, I'll spin one for you. I'll even make it about a certain fanboy of yours - unless you're feeling possessive."

"I didn't know you were bi." Ryuischi said, suddenly sounding mature.

"Hey, whatever's available." K shrugged.

"Alright, let's hear it then." Ryuichi leaned back in his chair.

K chuckled. "Alright..."

To Be Continued...


Because I have to write the next part. LOL Poor Tatsuha. I'm so mean to him. Although no meaner than I was to Shu...

I just realized looking through my notes that I didn't have Tohma in any part...please don't shoot me for that! It's hard for me to write Tohma in a sexual situation! It's hard to write Tohma period...

I'll fix it up, I'll get him in there...somehow...hmm, maybe...*thinks*

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Salmon