AN ARTISTIC VIEWPOINT
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learashiRating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Unfortunately the Arashi boys are not mine.
Summary: Satoshi muses on his relationship with Jun while sketching him.
Moonlight shone across the bedroom as Satoshi carefully slid out of bed, picking up his sketch book and pencils as he made his way to the chair under the window. This was the only time he could capture images of his lover in a completely unguarded moment. At any other time there was a wariness, a fear of giving away too much of himself which showed in his eyes and his slightly unnatural stance. It was only now, while he slept, sated after their latest bout of lovemaking that he could try to capture the perfect image of his beloved, which had eluded him throughout their ten years together. No matter how hard he tried he could never exactly capture all that he felt for Jun and bring it to life through his artworks.
He gazed in awe at the beautiful figure on the bed. Jun lay on his back on the rumpled sheet, the moonlight emphasizing his pale skin. He was completely naked except for the top sheet which reached to the top of his hips and as Satoshi watched Jun stirred slightly, turning onto his front exposing his perfectly rounded buttocks and smooth back, his head facing towards Satoshi, soft hair falling across his forehead, long dark eyelashes fluttering slightly.
Satoshi began to sketch while thinking of the parts of Jun that he would love to capture but would never be able to, as he was always at his most beautiful when he made love to him. The way his nipples became erect as he licked them. The heated hardness of Juns cock when he took him into his mouth. The way the muscles in his back rippled as he thrust inside him from behind.
As his hand flew across the page he thought back to earlier that night.
Jun had been particularly needy. Occasionally, after a too stressful day, he would return to the fear that he would be abandoned, like he had been by Sho. Sho had been his first love, someone who he given his entire being to and he had been left broken and empty when Sho finished with him and it had taken him a long time to recover from that.
When it first happened he invited Jun to his apartment to talk it over. Jun had spent the evening crying and asking why he wasn’t good enough, while they drank many beers together. Satoshi thought at the time that it would be impossible to forgive Sho for what he had done to Jun. He was left as an insecure, fragile mess and it was only in Satoshi’s apartment, which none of the others had been to, that Jun could forget the recent past and begin to heal. It had become a regular thing after that. Jun would turn up on his doorstep with a bottle of wine and a trembling smile and they would spend the evening together. At first it was just as friends, but gradually they began to be drawn into something deeper. It started with the brush of a hand as they walked together or Jun leaning his head on Satoshi’s shoulder as they watched movies together on the couch.
After a few weeks he knew that he wanted a relationship with Jun, but knew that he had to let the younger man be the one to make the decision. Only Jun would know when he was ready to move on from Sho and first love, and it was Jun who did make the first move, kissing Satoshi on the lips when they said goodbye one night. After that it was easy and they would spend their time on the sofa making out instead of watching movies, but he once again didn’t want to rush Jun to the next step and never took it any further.
Once again Jun took it into his own hands and one night after they had spent the last half hour kissing and stroking each other, by jumping on Satoshi’s lap. “Take me.” he said as he ground their erections together.
If he thought back, Satoshi could still recall how warm and tight Jun felt as his cock slid into his hole and how it felt like two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle fitting together.
Satoshi had gradually rebuilt Jun’s self esteem as he built up their relationship. Since they had moved in together Jun was more relaxed in the knowledge that no matter how tired, or much time they had to spend apart due to work commitments, when they were both at home they would always see each other before going to sleep, and spend a little time talking together and reaffirming their love. Satoshi was now eternally grateful to Sho, because he had ended up with his soul mate.
On this night Jun had pounced on him as soon as he entered the bedroom. They hadn’t seen each other for almost a week, since their filming schedules were the complete opposite at the moment. They had been writing each other a continuous note which lived on the kitchen bench that that both added to whenever they were at home, which had been getting more and more filthy with each passing day and had basically become a list things they would like to do to each other when they finally had some time together. Well, Jun had written things and Satoshi had drawn increasingly pornographic images in response.
Satoshi’s hand faltered on the page as an image of Jun’s wild eyes looking up at him as he sucked his cock into his mouth popped into his head, pupils blown wide with lust. He had looked so abandoned at that moment and so very beautiful, his hair tousled from Satoshi’s hands gripping his head as he thrust his cock deeper into his willing mouth that he had wanted to freeze time so that he could capture that moment forever.
He sighed and put the pad down. Once again the images in his mind were so much better than those he managed to put down on paper. The way Jun had arched his back when he entered him, pushing his hips up to meet him thrust for thrust, the way his bit his bottom lip and threw his head back when we was about to cum. The way his muscles moved beneath the satin skin was endlessly fascinating. Satoshi had studied all of these things intently over the years and especially in the beginning when they were learning everything about each other’s bodies so that now he knew each of Jun’s secret spots where the lightest touch could arouse him to new levels of ecstasy.
It wasn’t just the vision of Jun which was so exciting. It was his scent, a mixture of the perfume he liked to wear, his fruit scented shampoo and an indefinable scent which was pure Jun. It was his taste: sweet skin mixed with salt from the sweat worked up from sex, the bitter taste of his cum which Satoshi would swallow with enjoyment. It was also the noises that he made when he fucked him, moans and groans of pleasure, gasps when he hit his spot with his cock. Not just noises when he fucked him. The giggles which emerged when he tickled him sometimes were just the same as when they were teenagers.
“Hey old man, you’re being a pervert again aren’t you?”
He realized that Jun was awake and looking at him with amusement. He also realized that he had been absently stroking himself while thinking and he was half hard again. He blushed at the thought of being caught playing with himself while watching Jun sleep once again.
“I told you that if I caught you at it again, I would make you pay.” Jun smiled suggestively, picking up the lube from the bedside table where Satoshi had left it earlier.
Recognising the DoS gleam in Jun's eye, Satoshi smiled too, his cock hardening more just from the look his lover was giving him. If loving and making love to Jun was wonderful, being taken by him and feeling him pour all of his love into him in return was an even more precious thing.
Satoshi eagerly headed back to the bed, his sketch book abandoned on the floor.
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Date: 2016-01-18 09:17 pm (UTC)And this:
Well, Jun had written things and Satoshi had drawn increasingly pornographic images in response.
*LOL* They are so cute!! <3
I think this fic is wonderful. It's so hot and tender at the same time!!
Thanks so much for sharing!
By the way, do you mind if I add you?
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Date: 2016-01-18 10:13 pm (UTC)