I...kind of can't believe I went there...but I did! Enjoy <3
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Nino stumbles across the wooden box while sneaking through Jun’s closet, and, while it’s highly unlikely his Christmas present is hidden here, he has to open it. There are two velvet drawstring bags inside. Immediately suspicious, Nino hastily unties one of the bags and finds what he expected. They’re all simple shapes, nothing exceptionally vulgar—leave it to Jun to have classy sex toys, Nino thinks.
A hand on Nino’s shoulder makes him jump, head snapping up to find Jun frowning down at him.
“When the hell did you get home?” Nino grunts.
“Ten minutes ago. I see you’ve been entertaining yourself.”
“I didn’t, I just, I was looking for my present,” Nino stammers, surprised at his own embarrassment.
Jun kneels behind Nino, taking the smooth plastic vibe from his hand with a sigh.
“Sorry to disappoint you, but this isn’t it.”
“I didn’t think so.”
Jun isn’t speaking, still hovering near Nino’s back, arm outstretched with the toy in hand. Nino figures he’s already done enough damage that he can’t really get in more trouble, so he asks.
“Do you use these?”
“No, I just collect them.”
“It’s just, I’ve never seen them before,” Nino continues, dangerously close to stuttering again.
Jun interrupts with a chuckle that’s equal parts frustrating and exciting.
“You are totally scandalized,” he accuses, free hand snaking around Nino’s torso to throw off his balance.
Nino scrambles, but falls with his back to Jun’s chest, the vibrator still held in the corner of his eye.
“I am not,” he objects, trying to think about anything other than Jun pleasuring himself with a-
“Say ‘vibrator.’”
“Please, this is so stupid,” Nino mumbles, trying to remove himself from Jun’s grip, but finding it’s much too late as Jun’s hand slides up under his shirt.
Jun doesn’t have a snarky comeback, just soft lips on Nino’s neck, and Nino isn’t sure how to respond until Jun tugs at his belt. Then there are familiar things; Jun’s hipbones fitting neatly in Nino’s hands, Jun’s 400-thread count sheets under Nino’s bare back and Jun’s slick fingers between Nino’s legs.
Then Jun reaches for the vibrator where he left if on the nightstand. Nino’s mouth goes dry as he watches Jun smooth a condom over its length, turning the dial at the base until it makes a faint buzzing noise. Jun smiles at Nino’s wide eyes, leaning down to meet Nino’s lips while he runs the tip of the vibrator down the underside of Nino’s cock. Nino flinches, surprised at the sensation, but too nervous to enjoy it.
“Don’t think so much,” Jun says against Nino’s mouth, slowly moving the vibe down until it rests between Nino’s thighs. “It’s just a thing.”
“Right,” Nino answers, not very believable.
Jun sits up, still working the vibe in tiny circles around Nino’s entrance. He runs a hand through Nino’s hair and Nino recognizes the gesture, sitting up a little on his elbows so that he can angle his head properly. His lips close over the head of Jun’s erection and he tries to move down Jun’s length in time with Jun’s loud sigh.
“Fuck, Nino,” Jun groans.
The corners of Nino’s mouth start to twitch into a smile, but then Jun adjusts the settings on the toy and Nino finds his knees moving further apart of their own accord. Nino hears Jun moving over his head, uncapping the bottle of lube, but his eyes are lazy, focused on Jun’s abdomen as Jun pushes the tip of the vibrator inside.
curious nature [1/2]
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Nino stumbles across the wooden box while sneaking through Jun’s closet, and, while it’s highly unlikely his Christmas present is hidden here, he has to open it. There are two velvet drawstring bags inside. Immediately suspicious, Nino hastily unties one of the bags and finds what he expected. They’re all simple shapes, nothing exceptionally vulgar—leave it to Jun to have classy sex toys, Nino thinks.
A hand on Nino’s shoulder makes him jump, head snapping up to find Jun frowning down at him.
“When the hell did you get home?” Nino grunts.
“Ten minutes ago. I see you’ve been entertaining yourself.”
“I didn’t, I just, I was looking for my present,” Nino stammers, surprised at his own embarrassment.
Jun kneels behind Nino, taking the smooth plastic vibe from his hand with a sigh.
“Sorry to disappoint you, but this isn’t it.”
“I didn’t think so.”
Jun isn’t speaking, still hovering near Nino’s back, arm outstretched with the toy in hand. Nino figures he’s already done enough damage that he can’t really get in more trouble, so he asks.
“Do you use these?”
“No, I just collect them.”
“It’s just, I’ve never seen them before,” Nino continues, dangerously close to stuttering again.
Jun interrupts with a chuckle that’s equal parts frustrating and exciting.
“You are totally scandalized,” he accuses, free hand snaking around Nino’s torso to throw off his balance.
Nino scrambles, but falls with his back to Jun’s chest, the vibrator still held in the corner of his eye.
“I am not,” he objects, trying to think about anything other than Jun pleasuring himself with a-
“Say ‘vibrator.’”
“Please, this is so stupid,” Nino mumbles, trying to remove himself from Jun’s grip, but finding it’s much too late as Jun’s hand slides up under his shirt.
Jun doesn’t have a snarky comeback, just soft lips on Nino’s neck, and Nino isn’t sure how to respond until Jun tugs at his belt. Then there are familiar things; Jun’s hipbones fitting neatly in Nino’s hands, Jun’s 400-thread count sheets under Nino’s bare back and Jun’s slick fingers between Nino’s legs.
Then Jun reaches for the vibrator where he left if on the nightstand. Nino’s mouth goes dry as he watches Jun smooth a condom over its length, turning the dial at the base until it makes a faint buzzing noise. Jun smiles at Nino’s wide eyes, leaning down to meet Nino’s lips while he runs the tip of the vibrator down the underside of Nino’s cock. Nino flinches, surprised at the sensation, but too nervous to enjoy it.
“Don’t think so much,” Jun says against Nino’s mouth, slowly moving the vibe down until it rests between Nino’s thighs. “It’s just a thing.”
“Right,” Nino answers, not very believable.
Jun sits up, still working the vibe in tiny circles around Nino’s entrance. He runs a hand through Nino’s hair and Nino recognizes the gesture, sitting up a little on his elbows so that he can angle his head properly. His lips close over the head of Jun’s erection and he tries to move down Jun’s length in time with Jun’s loud sigh.
“Fuck, Nino,” Jun groans.
The corners of Nino’s mouth start to twitch into a smile, but then Jun adjusts the settings on the toy and Nino finds his knees moving further apart of their own accord. Nino hears Jun moving over his head, uncapping the bottle of lube, but his eyes are lazy, focused on Jun’s abdomen as Jun pushes the tip of the vibrator inside.