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FIC: Audition, Part 3
Title: Audition, Part 3
Rating: NC-17 overall
Fandom: Haru wo Daiteita (Embracing Love)
Pairing: Kikuchi/Onozuka
Word count: ~3,915
Disclaimer: No money is being made off this story; consider it a little wish fulfillment on my part.
Sequel to: Unexpected Opportunities, Comeback (Part 1 and Part 2), Forgiveness, Firsts, First Date (Part 1 and Part 2), and Going Steady ((Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6). The series also includes two side-stories that are outside of the main timeline: Valentine's Day Surprise and Strictly Business.
Summary: Onozuka celebrates his victory--first with his friends, and then with Kikuchi.
Part 1, Part 2
***
"I promised to buy a round of drinks for you, not for these two freeloaders," Fujimoto grumbled, glaring at Katou and Miyasaka sourly.
"It's hardly a celebration if he doesn't have his friends around," Katou pointed out.
"Then you should be buying the drinks," Fujimoto replied dryly. "I'm sure that you earn much more than I do."
"Fine, I'll buy the next round, if you're so stingy," Katou said, rolling his eyes. Then he raised his glass and said, "Come on, let's drink a toast to Onozuka--congratulations on your big screen debut!"
Fujimoto's sour expression relaxed into a smile and he echoed, "Congratulations, Onozuka-kun. As usual, you came through like you promised."
"Thanks," Onozuka said with a grin, clinking his glass against theirs.
Miyasaka halfheartedly raised his glass and mumbled, "Congratulations."
"Poor Miya-chan," Onozuka said consolingly, patting him on the shoulder. "Don't worry, another part will come along for you soon."
"Easy for you to say," Miyasaka replied, staring gloomily down into his glass.
"Aw, don't be a sore loser," Onozuka scolded him good-naturedly. "I didn't complain when you got the lead in 'Yakuza Love Story'."
A startled Miyasaka looked up at him and said, "I didn't know you wanted that role. You never even auditioned for it."
"Because I was already committed to my last series, and the filming schedules would have conflicted," Onozuka replied. "But who wouldn't want the chance to star opposite Kikuchi Katsuya?"
Miyasaka cheered up a little and said slyly, "Katou, apparently."
Katou scowled and cautioned, "It's great that you got the part, Onozuka, but watch yourself around that dirty old man. Who knows what he might try?"
"Oh?" Fujimoto asked eagerly, gaining interest in the conversation. "So something did happen between you and Kikuchi! Did he sexually harass you or something?" He grinned in a shark-like manner and added, "Or was Iwaki-san the one that was harassed?"
"Don't go spreading malicious rumors about my co-star," Onozuka told Katou sternly. "Besides, didn't you sign some kind of non-disclosure pact with the movie company?"
Katou's gaze flickered over towards Fujimoto, as he was reminded that an outsider was present. "Just watch your step is all that I'm saying," he growled.
"Don't worry, I can handle any unwanted advances," Onozuka replied flippantly, fighting back laughter as he privately thought that any advances Kikuchi might make on him were extremely welcome.
"Fine, but don't say that I didn't warn you," Katou huffed.
"I didn't know you were a Kikuchi fan," Miyasaka said, giving Onozuka a puzzled look. "You never said anything when I...er..." He glanced at Fujimoto and quickly swallowed any mention of bringing Kikuchi home to his apartment. "You never said anything the whole time I was filming that series with him," he finished, a bit lamely, and Fujimoto's eyes narrowed with suspicion.
Onozuka shrugged casually and said, "He's a great actor--he did win a Best Actor award for 'Tokyo Countdown,' after all. Anyone in the business would appreciate the opportunity to work with him...except maybe Katou."
"Or anyone who's homophobic," Fujimoto added.
"True, but I'm very liberal, as you can tell by my choice of friends," Onozuka said, smiling impishly at Katou. "What goes on between two consenting adults is none of my business."
"You like to meddle a lot with things that are none of your business," Katou muttered under his breath, and Miyasaka looked uncomfortable at that reminder of his past troubles with Katou and Iwaki.
"I don't think that Onozuka has anything to worry about," Miyasaka said, changing the subject. "Kikuchi never harassed me when we were working together."
"Who'd be interested in your ugly mug?" Katou retorted, then looked a little worried when Miyasaka just grunted and took another sip from his glass instead of rising to the bait. "Come on, don't mope around like that!" Katou said, giving Miyasaka a hearty slap on the back. "We're here to celebrate with Onozuka! I know it sucks to lose out on a good role, but we've all lost parts before. Next time it might be you winning the part over Onozuka."
"I'm not sulking because I lost the part," Miyasaka said morosely. "If I'd done my best but still wasn't picked, then I'd be able to shrug it off and move on. But I didn't do my best, and I'm upset with myself for blowing the audition."
"What do you mean?" Katou asked in a more sympathetic voice.
"I bragged to Kikuchi-san that I wanted to challenge myself with a different type of role," Miyasaka replied, flushing and looking a little ashamed of himself. "But I didn't rise to the challenge. I did Eisuke's lines okay, but I didn't know how to read Midori's. I wasn't sure how to play a woman in a man's body without sounding like a drag queen, and...well, my audition fell flat because I didn't understand the role properly. Onozuka, on the other hand, was brilliant." He raised his glass and smiled wanly at Onozuka. "The rest of us all knew at that point who'd won the audition, even before the decision was officially announced."
"Heh, thanks, Miya-chan," Onozuka said, grinning at his friend. "That's surprisingly sweet of you."
"Don't mock me," Miyasaka grumbled.
"I'm not!" Onozuka protested in a tone of wounded innocence. "Look, you admit that you made a mistake--that's a good sign, because you can't grow as an actor if you won't acknowledge that you still have things to learn."
"Exactly," Fujimoto said, nodding sagely in agreement. "You can't change the past, Miyasaka-kun, so all you can do is resolve to learn from your mistakes and do better next time."
"So cheer up, Miyasaka!" Onozuka said. "You'll learn from this experience and become a better actor for it."
He stole a quick glance at his watch, and Miyasaka said, almost belligerently, "Is there somewhere else you have to be?"
"Not really," Onozuka lied smoothly. "But I wanted to stop by later and thank the friend who was helping me rehearse for the audition."
"Onozuka has a secret girlfriend," Miyasaka informed Katou.
"I do not," Onozuka sighed wearily. "It's all in his imagination."
Miyasaka drained his glass, then slammed it down on the table and said, "Well then, let's drink up! We're having this party for you, so you'd better not run out on us early!"
Onozuka laughed and signaled to a waiter, calling out, "Can we get another round here?"
"It's your turn to pay," Fujimoto informed Katou sourly.
***
It was after midnight when Onozuka finally showed up at Kikuchi's apartment. Kikuchi opened the door and said dryly, "It's about time, your Highness. I was beginning to wonder if you'd forgotten about me."
"Never," Onozuka said, planting a kiss on his mouth that tasted of expensive liquor. "Sorry I'm late. Katou and Miyasaka said they wanted to celebrate with me, but Miya-chan was depressed about losing the role, so we spent most of the night trying to console him. Every time I tried to leave, Miyasaka would start going off about my 'secret girlfriend'. I was finally able to get away when Miyasaka was ready to pass out--Katou promised to take him home." He snickered and added, "But in return, he made me promise to introduce him to my 'girlfriend' someday."
"So are you going to tell your friends about us?" Kikuchi asked casually as he took Onozuka by the hand and led him over to the couch. "Not that I care either way, but it's going to get complicated if you continue to hide it from them."
"Actually, I was thinking that I should tell Miyasaka, Katou, and Iwaki about us soon," Onozuka replied. "But I didn't want to cause a fuss before the auditions." He grinned wickedly. "Maybe we should all get together for dinner one night so that I can introduce my 'secret girlfriend' to them!"
"I can't wait to see the expression on Katou's face!" Kikuchi laughed.
"Ooh, is this for me?" Onozuka asked with pleasure as he saw the bottle of champagne sitting in a bucket of ice on the coffee table, with two empty glasses beside it.
"To congratulate you, your Highness," Kikuchi informed him, popping the cork and then pouring the champagne into the glasses.
"I'm already a little drunk," Onozuka confessed playfully as Kikuchi handed him one of the glasses. "Are you trying to ply me with alcohol to take advantage of me?"
"You saw right through me," Kikuchi said with a grin, raising his own glass. "Cheers!"
"Cheers!" Onozuka laughed, clinking his glass against Kikuchi's and then taking a sip from it. "Mm, that's nice."
"Only the best for you, my Prince," Kikuchi whispered, brushing his lips against Onozuka's neck.
"That's nice, too," Onozuka sighed happily. He took another sip, then said, "You know that you don't really need to get me drunk to lure me into your bed, right?"
"That's good to know," Kikuchi said, kissing him. "So...how do you want to do it tonight? Do you want to fuck me, or do you want me to fuck you?" He grinned and added, "In honor of your victory today, I'll let you choose."
"Why do I have to choose?" Onozuka pouted. He wrapped his free arm around Kikuchi's neck, drawing him closer until their lips were nearly touching. "Why can't we do both?" he whispered.
"Greedy boy," Kikuchi chuckled, kissing his lover a second time. This time he slipped his tongue into Onozuka's mouth, prolonging the kiss until they were both gasping for breath. "I'll tell you what," Kikuchi said breathlessly, pulling Onozuka onto his lap. "Since I'm an old man and my stamina is doubtful..."
"Like I told you before, I don't buy that 'old man' act," Onozuka interrupted.
"Shush," Kikuchi said, silencing him with a kiss. "As I was saying, since my stamina is doubtful, why don't I make love to you first, and if you still have enough energy after that, you can do me, since that won't require...ah...active participation on my part."
"I think you underestimate your own strength, but I'll take you up on that offer," Onozuka replied. He shifted his weight so that he was straddling Kikuchi, then leaned in to nip at Kikuchi's earlobe and whisper, "I won't let you sleep at all tonight, Katsuya."
"Technically, it's morning, Yuu," Kikuchi reminded him wryly. They kissed and caressed each other between sips of champagne, but soon they abandoned the liquor altogether to concentrate on each other's bodies.
By now, Kikuchi had Onozuka's shirt open, exposing his chest, and he caught one of his lover's nipples between his teeth and nipped at it sharply, eliciting a yelp of pain from Onozuka. But then he immediately soothed the pain with his tongue and lips, licking and sucking at the abused nipple gently, causing Onozuka to groan in a low voice.
"You have a biting fetish," Onozuka complained, but he rocked forward against Kikuchi, and Kikuchi could feel how hard he was.
"I can't help wanting to mark this smooth, lovely skin of yours," Kikuchi murmured, biting just below the nipple this time, hard enough to leave a bruise, and Onozuka groaned again. Whenever the last mark Kikuchi had left on Onozuka began to fade, he replaced it with a fresh one, always in a place that would be covered by his clothing. He loved the idea of Onozuka bearing his secret mark, although Kikuchi wished he could leave it in a more visible place like his neck, to let everyone know that Onozuka was his.
Because Onozuka was his, even if Onozuka didn't realize it just yet.
Onozuka moaned and began to rock against him faster now, grinding their erections together, until Kikuchi gasped, "Yuu, wait!"
Onozuka didn't stop, but he slowed down, his body moving sinuously against Kikuchi's. "You're not going to be a tease again, are you, Katsuya?" he asked in a velvety voice. "Because you promised that you would make love to me tonight."
"And if you want me to keep that promise, you'd better stop," Kikuchi retorted. "Unless you want things to end prematurely, in every sense of the word."
"Shall we continue this in the bedroom, then?" Onozuka laughed.
A few minutes later, Onozuka was lying on Kikuchi's bed, writhing in delightful abandon as Kikuchi's fingers moved inside his lover, preparing him. Onozuka's legs were spread wide, as if to welcome him, and Kikuchi could see a fading bruise on his inner thigh, just barely visible, from one of their previous lovemaking sessions. Kikuchi licked his lips in anticipation, inwardly gloating over the fact that no one else got to see the Ice Prince lose control like this, not even Katou and Miyasaka.
"Enough, Katsuya!" Onozuka panted impatiently. "I want you inside me now!"
"Always so demanding," Kikuchi chided, leaning down to kiss him. Onozuka wrapped his arms around Kikuchi and started to pull Kikuchi down on top of him, but Kikuchi gently but firmly broke the embrace and pulled away from his eager young lover.
"I thought you weren't going to be a tease tonight," Onozuka accused.
"I'm not," Kikuchi defended himself. "I just thought that we could pick up where we left off on the couch." Onozuka gave him a puzzled look, and Kikuchi purred, "I want you to ride me."
Kikuchi had thought that Onozuka had lost what little modesty he'd possessed to begin with after the first couple of times they'd made love, but to his surprise and amusement, Onozuka blushed a deep shade of red.
Kikuchi laughed and said, "That reminds me, I meant to ask how you were able to blush perfectly on cue at the audition!"
"All I have to do is think about all the obscene things you say and do to me, and it's easy!" Onozuka retorted.
"Come here," Kikuchi said, beckoning to him invitingly, "and I'll be as obscene as you want."
Onozuka hesitated for just a moment, then moaned and crawled back onto Kikuchi's lap, straddling him once again. Kikuchi grasped his own cock with one hand and placed the other on Onozuka's hip, pressing gently to guide him down.
Onozuka slowly lowered himself, gasping when the head of Kikuchi's cock entered him. Kikuchi wanted to thrust up into him then, but he waited as Onozuka pushed down slowly until Kikuchi's entire length was inside him.
Kikuchi groaned at the delicious sensation of being buried deep inside Onozuka's body, enveloped by that heat and tightness. He thrust upwards gently, and Onozuka groaned and raised himself up, allowing Kikuchi to slide partway out of him, then pushed back down, not quite as slowly as the first time.
"Yes, like that," Kikuchi moaned, grabbing Onozuka's head none too gently, tangling his fingers in that lovely blond hair and pulling him down for a deep kiss. Onozuka kissed him back, their tongues entwining, then broke the kiss off so that he could continue to ride Kikuchi, harder and faster now, rising up so that he could slam back down, again and again--any lingering traces of hesitation or shyness had vanished completely.
Kikuchi thrust upwards every now and then, but let Onozuka do most of the work. It was such a beautiful sight to see Onozuka moving on top of him: back arched and head thrown back, eyes half-closed and sweaty strands of golden hair clinging to his flushed face, lips parted in a sensual moan.
"You're so lovely, my prince," Kikuchi murmured, his hands reaching out to caress Onozuka's chest and pinch his nipples sharply. Kikuchi felt Onozuka clench tightly around his cock in reflex, and it took a massive amount of self-control not to come on the spot.
Not yet, not yet, he told himself, gritting his teeth and trying to think about baseball scores or Hasegawa's supercilious voice or anything else that might dampen his libido and help keep himself in check just a little longer. He refused to come until he made Onozuka come first. That was the best part of their encounters: the moment when his beautiful Ice Prince finally melted and lost all control, screaming out Kikuchi's name as he came.
Oblivious to Kikuchi's inner struggle, Onozuka groaned, "Ah...so good! Why haven't we done this before?"
"Because we've only been doing 'this' for about a week," Kikuchi laughed, kissing his lover. "Patience, Yuu--Rome wasn't built in a day. We have plenty of time to explore all the things that people can do in bed together to give each other pleasure."
Kikuchi had always preferred experienced lovers in the past, but there was something intoxicating about Onozuka's inexperience and his reaction to each new discovery; Kikuchi savored each moan and cry and whimper that he was able to draw out of Onozuka. And there was a certain thrill in knowing that he was the first one to take Onozuka, to know that no other man had been inside Onozuka this way before, or had him inside them.
And never would, if Kikuchi had anything to say about it. It fleetingly crossed his mind that maybe he should be a little worried about his growing obsession with the young actor, but an urgent groan from Onozuka distracted him.
Onozuka was riding him harder, his breathing growing hoarse and ragged. It sounded like he was nearing climax, which was good because Kikuchi didn't think that he could hold out much longer himself. Kikuchi could feel Onozuka's hardness rubbing against him as Onozuka moved up and down on his lap, leaving wet smears of pre-come on Kikuchi's belly.
Kikuchi wrapped his arms around Onozuka, pulling him close. He bit down on Onozuka's earlobe, provoking a soft cry from his lover. Then he gently licked the lobe and whispered huskily, "I bet you could come just from this, without me even needing to touch you."
He thrust upwards with a sharp and sudden jerk, and Onozuka cried out louder this time. "I probably could," Onozuka gasped. "But I won't." He gave Kikuchi a fierce glare and commanded in a stern voice that brooked no argument, "Touch me!"
Kikuchi burst into laughter, thinking that Miyasaka was a fool to think that being on the "top" meant being the one in charge. Even the terms "top" and "bottom" weren't really accurate, since Onozuka was presently on top of him--a thought that made Kikuchi smile.
"As my prince commands," Kikuchi purred, and obediently took hold of Onozuka's cock, his hand moving in quick, rough strokes that drew a series of wonderfully desperate moans out of his prince's beautiful mouth.
Onozuka was riding him frantically now, moaning, "Kikuchi-sa...Katsuya...please..."
"Come for me, Yuu," Kikuchi whispered.
As if on cue, Onozuka rose up on his knees and slammed down hard one last time, wailing, "Katsuya!" as he came, his semen spilling into Kikuchi's hand and across his chest and stomach. His inner muscles clenched around Kikuchi hard in an involuntary spasm, and Kikuchi finally allowed himself release as he thrust up into Onozuka and came inside him.
"Yuu," Kikuchi whispered into Onozuka's ear as he wrapped his arms around his trembling lover and held him tightly until the shaking stopped and Onozuka's ragged breathing grew more quiet and even. Kikuchi brushed his lips against Onozuka's hair and asked, "Are you okay?"
Onozuka pulled away from him slightly and laughed, but his voice still sounded a bit shaky. "That was...amazing," he marveled. "Just when I think that it can't possibly get any better, you somehow manage to surprise me, Katsuya."
Kikuchi smiled smugly, and Onozuka laughed again, more heartily this time. "What's so funny?" Kikuchi asked, wondering if Onozuka was laughing at him.
Onozuka shook his head, still laughing, and replied, "It's just...I never understood before I met you what the big deal about sex was. I mean, of course it feels good, but I couldn't understand why people would get so obsessed about it that they'd risk their careers over it. You know...like a politician getting caught having an affair with a barmaid, or--"
"Or a famous movie star being photographed by the paparazzi with his male lover?" Kikuchi asked wryly.
"Ah, I'm sorry!" Onozuka exclaimed, looking genuinely chagrined. "I wasn't thinking...I didn't mean you, Katsuya."
"No offense taken," Kikuchi assured Onozuka, kissing him gently. "It was careless of me. But it wasn't just about sex...I really cared for him." The words had slipped out of his mouth before he'd thought about what he was saying, and Kikuchi wondered if it was a mistake to mention his old boyfriend now. But the flash of jealousy in Onozuka's eyes--quickly covered up by a more amiable look--gave Kikuchi a sense of satisfaction. At least his obsession wasn't completely one-sided.
"So you were serious about that guy?" Onozuka asked casually. "He was a consultant for one of your series, right--the one where you played a medical examiner?"
Kikuchi nodded, just as casually. "Yeah, we were serious at the time, but it probably wouldn't have worked out in the long run. It's hard for people from outside the entertainment world to deal with that kind of life, even without the gay scandal thing: the long hours away from home; the media constantly hounding your family; the tabloid rumors, both true and false. Why do you think that celebrities tend to marry each other instead of normal people?" He smiled at Onozuka. "Anyway, don't worry about it. It was a long time ago, and I'm totally over it. I haven't seen him since I went to America. And I don't know...maybe the scandal was for the best, although I feel bad that Kenji got caught up in it. It's a relief not to have to be in the closet anymore." He added hastily, "Not that I'm pressuring you to come out or anything. It would have a drastic effect on your career, so it's something that you should consider carefully. I'm fine with things either way."
Onozuka shrugged, looking unconcerned. "If we get caught by the paparazzi, I'll deal with it. But I don't feel the need to share the details of my private life with the public, regardless of whether I'm with a man or a woman." He yawned and added, "Besides I'm too tired to think about such serious things right now."
Kikuchi smiled and kissed him. "Okay, so do you want to take a shower before round two?"
"Maybe in a little bit," Onozuka replied sleepily, sliding off Kikuchi's lap to crawl under the covers. "Let me just rest for a minute."
But a few minutes later, he was soundly asleep and snoring quietly. Well, not really snoring--more of a steady and quiet heavy breathing. Onozuka even managed to snore in a princely manner!
Kikuchi prodded him gently in the ribs and teased, "Hey, your Highness, I thought you were going to keep me up all night?" But Onozuka just rolled over and settled into an even deeper sleep.
"And here I was worrying about my stamina when I should have been worrying about yours," Kikuchi said with ironic humor. "Ah well," he laughed, "there's always tomorrow morning!" He lay down beside Onozuka and gathered his lover into his arms; Onozuka snuggled against him and made a soft, contented noise. Then Kikuchi smiled and closed his eyes, and allowed himself to drift off into sleep as well.
THE END
Next story in the series: Cookout, Part 1
***
Afterword: The series will continue with Onozuka finally introducing Kikuchi to Iwaki, Katou, and Miyasaka, and of course we'll get to see Kikuchi and Onozuka film their movie together.
"I promised to buy a round of drinks for you, not for these two freeloaders," Fujimoto grumbled, glaring at Katou and Miyasaka sourly.
"It's hardly a celebration if he doesn't have his friends around," Katou pointed out.
"Then you should be buying the drinks," Fujimoto replied dryly. "I'm sure that you earn much more than I do."
"Fine, I'll buy the next round, if you're so stingy," Katou said, rolling his eyes. Then he raised his glass and said, "Come on, let's drink a toast to Onozuka--congratulations on your big screen debut!"
Fujimoto's sour expression relaxed into a smile and he echoed, "Congratulations, Onozuka-kun. As usual, you came through like you promised."
"Thanks," Onozuka said with a grin, clinking his glass against theirs.
Miyasaka halfheartedly raised his glass and mumbled, "Congratulations."
"Poor Miya-chan," Onozuka said consolingly, patting him on the shoulder. "Don't worry, another part will come along for you soon."
"Easy for you to say," Miyasaka replied, staring gloomily down into his glass.
"Aw, don't be a sore loser," Onozuka scolded him good-naturedly. "I didn't complain when you got the lead in 'Yakuza Love Story'."
A startled Miyasaka looked up at him and said, "I didn't know you wanted that role. You never even auditioned for it."
"Because I was already committed to my last series, and the filming schedules would have conflicted," Onozuka replied. "But who wouldn't want the chance to star opposite Kikuchi Katsuya?"
Miyasaka cheered up a little and said slyly, "Katou, apparently."
Katou scowled and cautioned, "It's great that you got the part, Onozuka, but watch yourself around that dirty old man. Who knows what he might try?"
"Oh?" Fujimoto asked eagerly, gaining interest in the conversation. "So something did happen between you and Kikuchi! Did he sexually harass you or something?" He grinned in a shark-like manner and added, "Or was Iwaki-san the one that was harassed?"
"Don't go spreading malicious rumors about my co-star," Onozuka told Katou sternly. "Besides, didn't you sign some kind of non-disclosure pact with the movie company?"
Katou's gaze flickered over towards Fujimoto, as he was reminded that an outsider was present. "Just watch your step is all that I'm saying," he growled.
"Don't worry, I can handle any unwanted advances," Onozuka replied flippantly, fighting back laughter as he privately thought that any advances Kikuchi might make on him were extremely welcome.
"Fine, but don't say that I didn't warn you," Katou huffed.
"I didn't know you were a Kikuchi fan," Miyasaka said, giving Onozuka a puzzled look. "You never said anything when I...er..." He glanced at Fujimoto and quickly swallowed any mention of bringing Kikuchi home to his apartment. "You never said anything the whole time I was filming that series with him," he finished, a bit lamely, and Fujimoto's eyes narrowed with suspicion.
Onozuka shrugged casually and said, "He's a great actor--he did win a Best Actor award for 'Tokyo Countdown,' after all. Anyone in the business would appreciate the opportunity to work with him...except maybe Katou."
"Or anyone who's homophobic," Fujimoto added.
"True, but I'm very liberal, as you can tell by my choice of friends," Onozuka said, smiling impishly at Katou. "What goes on between two consenting adults is none of my business."
"You like to meddle a lot with things that are none of your business," Katou muttered under his breath, and Miyasaka looked uncomfortable at that reminder of his past troubles with Katou and Iwaki.
"I don't think that Onozuka has anything to worry about," Miyasaka said, changing the subject. "Kikuchi never harassed me when we were working together."
"Who'd be interested in your ugly mug?" Katou retorted, then looked a little worried when Miyasaka just grunted and took another sip from his glass instead of rising to the bait. "Come on, don't mope around like that!" Katou said, giving Miyasaka a hearty slap on the back. "We're here to celebrate with Onozuka! I know it sucks to lose out on a good role, but we've all lost parts before. Next time it might be you winning the part over Onozuka."
"I'm not sulking because I lost the part," Miyasaka said morosely. "If I'd done my best but still wasn't picked, then I'd be able to shrug it off and move on. But I didn't do my best, and I'm upset with myself for blowing the audition."
"What do you mean?" Katou asked in a more sympathetic voice.
"I bragged to Kikuchi-san that I wanted to challenge myself with a different type of role," Miyasaka replied, flushing and looking a little ashamed of himself. "But I didn't rise to the challenge. I did Eisuke's lines okay, but I didn't know how to read Midori's. I wasn't sure how to play a woman in a man's body without sounding like a drag queen, and...well, my audition fell flat because I didn't understand the role properly. Onozuka, on the other hand, was brilliant." He raised his glass and smiled wanly at Onozuka. "The rest of us all knew at that point who'd won the audition, even before the decision was officially announced."
"Heh, thanks, Miya-chan," Onozuka said, grinning at his friend. "That's surprisingly sweet of you."
"Don't mock me," Miyasaka grumbled.
"I'm not!" Onozuka protested in a tone of wounded innocence. "Look, you admit that you made a mistake--that's a good sign, because you can't grow as an actor if you won't acknowledge that you still have things to learn."
"Exactly," Fujimoto said, nodding sagely in agreement. "You can't change the past, Miyasaka-kun, so all you can do is resolve to learn from your mistakes and do better next time."
"So cheer up, Miyasaka!" Onozuka said. "You'll learn from this experience and become a better actor for it."
He stole a quick glance at his watch, and Miyasaka said, almost belligerently, "Is there somewhere else you have to be?"
"Not really," Onozuka lied smoothly. "But I wanted to stop by later and thank the friend who was helping me rehearse for the audition."
"Onozuka has a secret girlfriend," Miyasaka informed Katou.
"I do not," Onozuka sighed wearily. "It's all in his imagination."
Miyasaka drained his glass, then slammed it down on the table and said, "Well then, let's drink up! We're having this party for you, so you'd better not run out on us early!"
Onozuka laughed and signaled to a waiter, calling out, "Can we get another round here?"
"It's your turn to pay," Fujimoto informed Katou sourly.
***
It was after midnight when Onozuka finally showed up at Kikuchi's apartment. Kikuchi opened the door and said dryly, "It's about time, your Highness. I was beginning to wonder if you'd forgotten about me."
"Never," Onozuka said, planting a kiss on his mouth that tasted of expensive liquor. "Sorry I'm late. Katou and Miyasaka said they wanted to celebrate with me, but Miya-chan was depressed about losing the role, so we spent most of the night trying to console him. Every time I tried to leave, Miyasaka would start going off about my 'secret girlfriend'. I was finally able to get away when Miyasaka was ready to pass out--Katou promised to take him home." He snickered and added, "But in return, he made me promise to introduce him to my 'girlfriend' someday."
"So are you going to tell your friends about us?" Kikuchi asked casually as he took Onozuka by the hand and led him over to the couch. "Not that I care either way, but it's going to get complicated if you continue to hide it from them."
"Actually, I was thinking that I should tell Miyasaka, Katou, and Iwaki about us soon," Onozuka replied. "But I didn't want to cause a fuss before the auditions." He grinned wickedly. "Maybe we should all get together for dinner one night so that I can introduce my 'secret girlfriend' to them!"
"I can't wait to see the expression on Katou's face!" Kikuchi laughed.
"Ooh, is this for me?" Onozuka asked with pleasure as he saw the bottle of champagne sitting in a bucket of ice on the coffee table, with two empty glasses beside it.
"To congratulate you, your Highness," Kikuchi informed him, popping the cork and then pouring the champagne into the glasses.
"I'm already a little drunk," Onozuka confessed playfully as Kikuchi handed him one of the glasses. "Are you trying to ply me with alcohol to take advantage of me?"
"You saw right through me," Kikuchi said with a grin, raising his own glass. "Cheers!"
"Cheers!" Onozuka laughed, clinking his glass against Kikuchi's and then taking a sip from it. "Mm, that's nice."
"Only the best for you, my Prince," Kikuchi whispered, brushing his lips against Onozuka's neck.
"That's nice, too," Onozuka sighed happily. He took another sip, then said, "You know that you don't really need to get me drunk to lure me into your bed, right?"
"That's good to know," Kikuchi said, kissing him. "So...how do you want to do it tonight? Do you want to fuck me, or do you want me to fuck you?" He grinned and added, "In honor of your victory today, I'll let you choose."
"Why do I have to choose?" Onozuka pouted. He wrapped his free arm around Kikuchi's neck, drawing him closer until their lips were nearly touching. "Why can't we do both?" he whispered.
"Greedy boy," Kikuchi chuckled, kissing his lover a second time. This time he slipped his tongue into Onozuka's mouth, prolonging the kiss until they were both gasping for breath. "I'll tell you what," Kikuchi said breathlessly, pulling Onozuka onto his lap. "Since I'm an old man and my stamina is doubtful..."
"Like I told you before, I don't buy that 'old man' act," Onozuka interrupted.
"Shush," Kikuchi said, silencing him with a kiss. "As I was saying, since my stamina is doubtful, why don't I make love to you first, and if you still have enough energy after that, you can do me, since that won't require...ah...active participation on my part."
"I think you underestimate your own strength, but I'll take you up on that offer," Onozuka replied. He shifted his weight so that he was straddling Kikuchi, then leaned in to nip at Kikuchi's earlobe and whisper, "I won't let you sleep at all tonight, Katsuya."
"Technically, it's morning, Yuu," Kikuchi reminded him wryly. They kissed and caressed each other between sips of champagne, but soon they abandoned the liquor altogether to concentrate on each other's bodies.
By now, Kikuchi had Onozuka's shirt open, exposing his chest, and he caught one of his lover's nipples between his teeth and nipped at it sharply, eliciting a yelp of pain from Onozuka. But then he immediately soothed the pain with his tongue and lips, licking and sucking at the abused nipple gently, causing Onozuka to groan in a low voice.
"You have a biting fetish," Onozuka complained, but he rocked forward against Kikuchi, and Kikuchi could feel how hard he was.
"I can't help wanting to mark this smooth, lovely skin of yours," Kikuchi murmured, biting just below the nipple this time, hard enough to leave a bruise, and Onozuka groaned again. Whenever the last mark Kikuchi had left on Onozuka began to fade, he replaced it with a fresh one, always in a place that would be covered by his clothing. He loved the idea of Onozuka bearing his secret mark, although Kikuchi wished he could leave it in a more visible place like his neck, to let everyone know that Onozuka was his.
Because Onozuka was his, even if Onozuka didn't realize it just yet.
Onozuka moaned and began to rock against him faster now, grinding their erections together, until Kikuchi gasped, "Yuu, wait!"
Onozuka didn't stop, but he slowed down, his body moving sinuously against Kikuchi's. "You're not going to be a tease again, are you, Katsuya?" he asked in a velvety voice. "Because you promised that you would make love to me tonight."
"And if you want me to keep that promise, you'd better stop," Kikuchi retorted. "Unless you want things to end prematurely, in every sense of the word."
"Shall we continue this in the bedroom, then?" Onozuka laughed.
A few minutes later, Onozuka was lying on Kikuchi's bed, writhing in delightful abandon as Kikuchi's fingers moved inside his lover, preparing him. Onozuka's legs were spread wide, as if to welcome him, and Kikuchi could see a fading bruise on his inner thigh, just barely visible, from one of their previous lovemaking sessions. Kikuchi licked his lips in anticipation, inwardly gloating over the fact that no one else got to see the Ice Prince lose control like this, not even Katou and Miyasaka.
"Enough, Katsuya!" Onozuka panted impatiently. "I want you inside me now!"
"Always so demanding," Kikuchi chided, leaning down to kiss him. Onozuka wrapped his arms around Kikuchi and started to pull Kikuchi down on top of him, but Kikuchi gently but firmly broke the embrace and pulled away from his eager young lover.
"I thought you weren't going to be a tease tonight," Onozuka accused.
"I'm not," Kikuchi defended himself. "I just thought that we could pick up where we left off on the couch." Onozuka gave him a puzzled look, and Kikuchi purred, "I want you to ride me."
Kikuchi had thought that Onozuka had lost what little modesty he'd possessed to begin with after the first couple of times they'd made love, but to his surprise and amusement, Onozuka blushed a deep shade of red.
Kikuchi laughed and said, "That reminds me, I meant to ask how you were able to blush perfectly on cue at the audition!"
"All I have to do is think about all the obscene things you say and do to me, and it's easy!" Onozuka retorted.
"Come here," Kikuchi said, beckoning to him invitingly, "and I'll be as obscene as you want."
Onozuka hesitated for just a moment, then moaned and crawled back onto Kikuchi's lap, straddling him once again. Kikuchi grasped his own cock with one hand and placed the other on Onozuka's hip, pressing gently to guide him down.
Onozuka slowly lowered himself, gasping when the head of Kikuchi's cock entered him. Kikuchi wanted to thrust up into him then, but he waited as Onozuka pushed down slowly until Kikuchi's entire length was inside him.
Kikuchi groaned at the delicious sensation of being buried deep inside Onozuka's body, enveloped by that heat and tightness. He thrust upwards gently, and Onozuka groaned and raised himself up, allowing Kikuchi to slide partway out of him, then pushed back down, not quite as slowly as the first time.
"Yes, like that," Kikuchi moaned, grabbing Onozuka's head none too gently, tangling his fingers in that lovely blond hair and pulling him down for a deep kiss. Onozuka kissed him back, their tongues entwining, then broke the kiss off so that he could continue to ride Kikuchi, harder and faster now, rising up so that he could slam back down, again and again--any lingering traces of hesitation or shyness had vanished completely.
Kikuchi thrust upwards every now and then, but let Onozuka do most of the work. It was such a beautiful sight to see Onozuka moving on top of him: back arched and head thrown back, eyes half-closed and sweaty strands of golden hair clinging to his flushed face, lips parted in a sensual moan.
"You're so lovely, my prince," Kikuchi murmured, his hands reaching out to caress Onozuka's chest and pinch his nipples sharply. Kikuchi felt Onozuka clench tightly around his cock in reflex, and it took a massive amount of self-control not to come on the spot.
Not yet, not yet, he told himself, gritting his teeth and trying to think about baseball scores or Hasegawa's supercilious voice or anything else that might dampen his libido and help keep himself in check just a little longer. He refused to come until he made Onozuka come first. That was the best part of their encounters: the moment when his beautiful Ice Prince finally melted and lost all control, screaming out Kikuchi's name as he came.
Oblivious to Kikuchi's inner struggle, Onozuka groaned, "Ah...so good! Why haven't we done this before?"
"Because we've only been doing 'this' for about a week," Kikuchi laughed, kissing his lover. "Patience, Yuu--Rome wasn't built in a day. We have plenty of time to explore all the things that people can do in bed together to give each other pleasure."
Kikuchi had always preferred experienced lovers in the past, but there was something intoxicating about Onozuka's inexperience and his reaction to each new discovery; Kikuchi savored each moan and cry and whimper that he was able to draw out of Onozuka. And there was a certain thrill in knowing that he was the first one to take Onozuka, to know that no other man had been inside Onozuka this way before, or had him inside them.
And never would, if Kikuchi had anything to say about it. It fleetingly crossed his mind that maybe he should be a little worried about his growing obsession with the young actor, but an urgent groan from Onozuka distracted him.
Onozuka was riding him harder, his breathing growing hoarse and ragged. It sounded like he was nearing climax, which was good because Kikuchi didn't think that he could hold out much longer himself. Kikuchi could feel Onozuka's hardness rubbing against him as Onozuka moved up and down on his lap, leaving wet smears of pre-come on Kikuchi's belly.
Kikuchi wrapped his arms around Onozuka, pulling him close. He bit down on Onozuka's earlobe, provoking a soft cry from his lover. Then he gently licked the lobe and whispered huskily, "I bet you could come just from this, without me even needing to touch you."
He thrust upwards with a sharp and sudden jerk, and Onozuka cried out louder this time. "I probably could," Onozuka gasped. "But I won't." He gave Kikuchi a fierce glare and commanded in a stern voice that brooked no argument, "Touch me!"
Kikuchi burst into laughter, thinking that Miyasaka was a fool to think that being on the "top" meant being the one in charge. Even the terms "top" and "bottom" weren't really accurate, since Onozuka was presently on top of him--a thought that made Kikuchi smile.
"As my prince commands," Kikuchi purred, and obediently took hold of Onozuka's cock, his hand moving in quick, rough strokes that drew a series of wonderfully desperate moans out of his prince's beautiful mouth.
Onozuka was riding him frantically now, moaning, "Kikuchi-sa...Katsuya...please..."
"Come for me, Yuu," Kikuchi whispered.
As if on cue, Onozuka rose up on his knees and slammed down hard one last time, wailing, "Katsuya!" as he came, his semen spilling into Kikuchi's hand and across his chest and stomach. His inner muscles clenched around Kikuchi hard in an involuntary spasm, and Kikuchi finally allowed himself release as he thrust up into Onozuka and came inside him.
"Yuu," Kikuchi whispered into Onozuka's ear as he wrapped his arms around his trembling lover and held him tightly until the shaking stopped and Onozuka's ragged breathing grew more quiet and even. Kikuchi brushed his lips against Onozuka's hair and asked, "Are you okay?"
Onozuka pulled away from him slightly and laughed, but his voice still sounded a bit shaky. "That was...amazing," he marveled. "Just when I think that it can't possibly get any better, you somehow manage to surprise me, Katsuya."
Kikuchi smiled smugly, and Onozuka laughed again, more heartily this time. "What's so funny?" Kikuchi asked, wondering if Onozuka was laughing at him.
Onozuka shook his head, still laughing, and replied, "It's just...I never understood before I met you what the big deal about sex was. I mean, of course it feels good, but I couldn't understand why people would get so obsessed about it that they'd risk their careers over it. You know...like a politician getting caught having an affair with a barmaid, or--"
"Or a famous movie star being photographed by the paparazzi with his male lover?" Kikuchi asked wryly.
"Ah, I'm sorry!" Onozuka exclaimed, looking genuinely chagrined. "I wasn't thinking...I didn't mean you, Katsuya."
"No offense taken," Kikuchi assured Onozuka, kissing him gently. "It was careless of me. But it wasn't just about sex...I really cared for him." The words had slipped out of his mouth before he'd thought about what he was saying, and Kikuchi wondered if it was a mistake to mention his old boyfriend now. But the flash of jealousy in Onozuka's eyes--quickly covered up by a more amiable look--gave Kikuchi a sense of satisfaction. At least his obsession wasn't completely one-sided.
"So you were serious about that guy?" Onozuka asked casually. "He was a consultant for one of your series, right--the one where you played a medical examiner?"
Kikuchi nodded, just as casually. "Yeah, we were serious at the time, but it probably wouldn't have worked out in the long run. It's hard for people from outside the entertainment world to deal with that kind of life, even without the gay scandal thing: the long hours away from home; the media constantly hounding your family; the tabloid rumors, both true and false. Why do you think that celebrities tend to marry each other instead of normal people?" He smiled at Onozuka. "Anyway, don't worry about it. It was a long time ago, and I'm totally over it. I haven't seen him since I went to America. And I don't know...maybe the scandal was for the best, although I feel bad that Kenji got caught up in it. It's a relief not to have to be in the closet anymore." He added hastily, "Not that I'm pressuring you to come out or anything. It would have a drastic effect on your career, so it's something that you should consider carefully. I'm fine with things either way."
Onozuka shrugged, looking unconcerned. "If we get caught by the paparazzi, I'll deal with it. But I don't feel the need to share the details of my private life with the public, regardless of whether I'm with a man or a woman." He yawned and added, "Besides I'm too tired to think about such serious things right now."
Kikuchi smiled and kissed him. "Okay, so do you want to take a shower before round two?"
"Maybe in a little bit," Onozuka replied sleepily, sliding off Kikuchi's lap to crawl under the covers. "Let me just rest for a minute."
But a few minutes later, he was soundly asleep and snoring quietly. Well, not really snoring--more of a steady and quiet heavy breathing. Onozuka even managed to snore in a princely manner!
Kikuchi prodded him gently in the ribs and teased, "Hey, your Highness, I thought you were going to keep me up all night?" But Onozuka just rolled over and settled into an even deeper sleep.
"And here I was worrying about my stamina when I should have been worrying about yours," Kikuchi said with ironic humor. "Ah well," he laughed, "there's always tomorrow morning!" He lay down beside Onozuka and gathered his lover into his arms; Onozuka snuggled against him and made a soft, contented noise. Then Kikuchi smiled and closed his eyes, and allowed himself to drift off into sleep as well.
THE END
Next story in the series: Cookout, Part 1
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Afterword: The series will continue with Onozuka finally introducing Kikuchi to Iwaki, Katou, and Miyasaka, and of course we'll get to see Kikuchi and Onozuka film their movie together.
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your writing is awesome as always!
ivy
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And OMG hot hot smex! I really love the way their relationship is evolving ♥
Great job! Looking forward to more XD
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the auditioning was described in your usual captivating manner - and the smexx scene is delightful ^__^
running breathless to the following chapters! i love holidays XD
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I'm really glad that you're having fun re-reading the series! ^_^
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Thanks for reading!