Title: Improvised Matchmaking

Author: Andy-chan (antimiya88)

Pairings: Sakuraiba / Ohmiya (only mentioned)

Genre: AU, Romance, (slight) Humor

Rating: R

Summary: Aiba Masaki is the new hot name in the music industry. He might look fierce and powerful on stage but he has a boyishness as well as many fetishes; one of them is smart looking yet sexy men, like the hottest name among newscasters, Sakurai Sho. After coming back to Tokyo from tour, Masaki picked up by mistake the wrong luggage. Could that cause him problems or bring him closer to the realization of one of his wildest dreams?

Disclaimer: I don't own Sakuraiba, they own me.

Part 1   /   Part 2

“Sa-ku-ra-i – san?” Masaki spoke huskily in the left ear of the almost trembling news caster. “You can explain what exactly?!”

“Well… I…” Sho gulped keeping his eyes tightly closed. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to see his idol this close. He could already feel Masaki’s hot breath landing so sensually on the now too sensitive skin of his neck, making things already difficult for him.

Masaki was smirking as he looked at the mess he had created in front of him. Simply piece of art… “You are a fan of mine…?” he asked and licked his lower lip as his eyes followed the way the Adam’s apple in Sho’s neck moved abruptly up and down. And we’re only at the beginning my sweetie… I can’t wait till you’re completely at my mercy…

Sho didn’t dare to answer.

Masaki chuckled and leaned forward, making their bodies be only a couple of inches apart. “I know you are…” he made sure his breath was hitting the half opened mouth of the other. “Why do you wish to hide it from me?”

Sho gasped as he felt the tip of Masaki’s fingers tracing slowly his right cheek, opening involuntarily his eyes. “Aib-” he tried to speak in an almost whispering tone but was immediately cut by the other.

“I’d say I’m rather flattered having such a fan…” Masaki continued, smiling mischievously. “… And with so good taste… especially that photo shoot of mine for last December’s Act… I was sure that my fans… like you… Sho… would appreciate it…”

Sho felt his cheeks turning red. I knew it… he’s seen everything… everything… But… Did… did I just hear well?! Did he just call me SHO?! Sho looked up straight at the rock star who seemed to read every single thought of his.

“I…”

Masaki hushed Sho with his forefinger. “Do you want me to tell you a secret?”

Sho didn’t know what he was supposed to say or how he was supposed to act at the moment but the way he was sandwiched between Masaki and the cold wall wasn’t helping him to keep a clear mind and soon found himself nodding without breaking the intense eye contact with the other.

Masaki leaned closer to Sho’s ear. “I think you’re one very attractive man… Sho…” he could tell that Sho shivered at the hearing of these words and smiled satisfied with his achievement. “You’re so hot… especially looking so vulnerable like right now…” he moved a bit so that his lips touched feather like only Sho’s earlobe. “It’s because of me…, isn’t it… Sho?”

“Hm… N… Nno?!” Sho managed to utter with difficulty.

He thought his heart would jump out of his chest. Masaki was right. He was weak… in fact his knees had turned into jelly, making him realize that if he was still standing, it was only because of the other. The more he heard him talking like that, the more he felt aroused. He had come not a few times that day but having the real version of Aiba Masaki talking to him like that was more than enough to bring his member back to life. No matter how much he tried, it wasn’t willing to listen to him; on the contrary it became harder and harder.

Oh God… I can’t let that happen… He will mock me forever… He’s already teasing me like that… I won’t stand it… No no no… No…

He was lost deep in his thoughts when he heard a loud laugh. “You’re not sincere… Sho…” Sho wanted to cry out of surprise and pleasure when he felt a hand wrapping around his arousal “…while someone else is…”

“A…iba-san…”

“I’m sure you call me Masaki… when you’re alone… so please… call me Masaki… I give you my permission…” Masaki replied fast and bit softly the tip of Sho’s earlobe while his hand made a small swirling move on the groin, gaining a moan from Sho’s throat.

“Aib… a-saaan…” Sho whined once again, feeling the blood concentrating on his lower belly, making his member become completely hard.

“What did I just tell you to call me?!” Masaki said, pretending to pout disappointed. “Sho is one bad, bad boy…”

Sho gasped as the sinful hand reached the line of his sweatpants, teasing the skin under his navel. Masaki didn’t lose time; slowly, he raised the tank top revealing the well-formed torso of his fan. Damn… he wears a piercing?! A fucking sexy navel piercing?! Masaki felt his throat getting dry as he moved his eyes on those abs… I bet it’s the yummiest chocolate bar I will ever taste…

His tongue moved nervously around his lips as he saw a sweat droplet running down the left side of them reaching the line of the sweatpants. Before he could prevent himself from doing so, he traced it down with his thumb and while staring intensely at the eyes of the so lustfully blushing Sho, he brought it to his lips, opening them only to lick it off slowly. “Delicious…” he said once he brought it out with a quite loud pop sound.

Sho could feel his precum ruining his boxers. This man wasn’t just sexy… was seduction itself… making him wish to be taken right at the moment; against the wall… on the floor… it didn’t matter where… it only mattered to feel owned by him…

“Masaki… huh…” he whispered, feeling his walls slowly falling down, one after another.

“Now that you are a good boy I’ll tell you another secret…” Masaki said, his body now pressing firmly against Sho’s. “You want to know?” he asked, titling his head on the side.

Sho let his head fall completely on the wall, completely surrendered to Masaki’s ministrations as he was. “Yes please… uhnnn….”

Masaki smirked and leaned closer to the exposed neck and inhaled deeply. “I am Sho’s fan too…”

Sho’s eyes bulged. What the…? He looked at Masaki with questioning eyes only to meet lust. He saw the other nodding and focusing on his lips, making his heart pound like crazy.

“It happened from the first time I saw you on TV... I don’t remember what you were talking about and to be honest I didn’t care… I was focused on that so perfectly rounded big eyes, that cutely shaped nose… those full, pouty and so fucking kissable lips… that impressive neck… and I could guess from the way the suit showed on your body that it would be perfect as well… and I’m never wrong… Sho…”

Sho had already parted his lips longing for the kiss that the other still refused to give him.

“I always look the news on Mondays… you are like my weekly dose of intellectual sexiness… always speaking and looking so fine… That made me wishing to destroy it by fucking you so hard that you’d only moan and whine and beg… scream my name as I’d thrust forcefully into you…”

Uneven breaths and moans were escaping Sho’s throat as Masaki kept on talking hoarsely straight in his mouth.

“You want it badly, don’t you?”Masaki’s hand let Sho’s cock free and cupped his chin, dirtying him with his own precum. “You want me to kiss you, don’t you… Sho…?!”

“Hnn… Pl… please… Masa-”

Sho didn’t have the chance to finish as he felt two lips crushing forcefully against his, and a hot tongue shoving deep inside his throat. It was surreal; him kissing with Aiba Masaki. He felt his tongue being bit by teeth and his lower lip being sucked hungrily. It was more than intense… it was breathtaking…

Masaki drove his hands to the neck of the tank and pulled it abruptly, ruining it completely. Without breaking the kiss his hands found the dark nipples, coming to full life under his touch. He kept his forefingers swirling around them the very same way his tongue was moving sensually inside of Sho’s mouth. Damn… he’s so responsive… Oh… I can’t wait to make you mine... Sho…

Sho needed more; his body needed more. He moved his hips in an attempt to find more friction but the other’s body remained still. He tried once more, thrusting slightly this time.

“Needy, aren’t we?” Masaki asked once he broke the kiss.

Sho was panting and dared to bring his trembling hands on Masaki’s shoulders. No voice could leave his throat but his eyes said it all.

Masaki placed his hands on top of Sho’s smirking. “Look at you… being this desperate for my touch… Tell me Sho… how many times have you come because of me?” Sho was left dumbfounded. Did he really just ask me what I think he did?! “Honestly, Sho…”

Sho tried to calm his breath. “Ma… many…”

“And how was I, in your imagination? Was I doing you hard?” Masaki continued his little game with even more excitement looking at the way the new caster responded.

“Yes…”

“Do you want me to do you hard right now?” Masaki asked in the hoarsest voice, Sho had ever heard, and palmed the leaking erection over the cloth.

“God yeees…” Sho replied without hesitation. He needed it… and he needed it badly.

Masaki made a couple of steps backwards. “I really want that too but...” he sighed “I’m not the type of guy who sleeps with someone he finds interesting from the very first night… not to mention that tomorrow morning I have that photo shoot for Anan and it’s already late…”

Sho was left with his mouth wide open, staring at Masaki heading towards his luggage. The latter opened it and searched through his T-shirts. “So that’s it?!” Sho heard him saying to himself, while smirking rather mischievously. The next minute, Masaki was holding his black T-shirt in his hand and threw right on Sho’s face. “You can keep it… like a special souvenir of the night…” he said sending him a fast wink.

Masaki slowly walked towards the entrance and put on his shoes. Once he had reached the doorknob, he turned around and looked at Sho who, completely shocked, remained at his spot, at the wall. “Good night… Sakurai Sho… it was… a pleasure…”

***

Sho was cursing as he got off the shower. He played with me… God… he played with me… it was only a game for him… and the problem is that I fucking loved every single minute of it… Damn it!

He had just purred some green tea to his cup in an attempt to calm down, when he heard his cell phone vibrating.

Who the hell is sending me messages at 1 o’clock in the morning?!

From: Masaki
Saturday at 23:00 you’re meeting me up for a drink.
I’ll pick you up from your apartment.
Kisses, babe ;)


How the hell did he get my number? Without thinking it twice he pressed the call button. He was ready to talk when he heard Masaki’s laugh coming from the other end of the line.

“I got your phone when you went in your bedroom to make my luggage look decent… oh! Since you called… So you know… tomorrow at my photo shoot for Anan… I’ll be thinking of you as I pose… nude… Goodnight Sho…” Masaki said and hanged up.

Sho was left blinking when he realized his pajamas felt rather tight. He looked down at his lap realizing that he was hard again. Masaki… Damn it!



TO BE CONTINUED…




A.N. Sooo minna here's part 3! ^^ I know many of you were expecting smut but Masaki prefers to tease Sho till the latter explodes! XDD They might have been each other's fan but they have never really talked... only Masaki harassed Sho XP I want them to have a date first... (I'm deeply romantic lol) Sho has it difficult that's for sure... but I think that Masaki will have it difficult as well as the date might turn out to be the payback time for Sho!!! ;)
I promise you though the NC part starts from the next one! ;D


I really hope you enjoyed it and as always your comments are <333!!!




See you soon! ^_^