Tilte: Chapter 1: "Christmas Cuppa"
AN: please R&R!!!! Reviws are love!!! Wont post the next chappy unlss i get 10 reviws!!!! No flames!!!!
"How is this a Christmas gift?"
"Well, that's not all there is to it!"
"It had better not be all there is," Tatsuya warned irritably as he examined the strange plastic bottle with the weird straw.
"It's not. Now hand it to me."
"It's not just that it's... whatever this is..."
"It's coffee, Tatsuya."
"Coffee?" he asked as he felt the sides of it and swirled it a bit. "Coffee? But it's... cold. And I don't even drink coffee, Ryo. Let alone in... what the fuck is this?" he questioned as he flicked the bent plastic protrusion, causing it to weakly rotate.
"It's room temperature, yes. But it's not for you to drink. Give it back," Ryo said, holding his hand out impudently.
Tatsuya huffed and his mouth gaped in incredulity. "Let me get this straight, Ryo because I don't want to miss a syllable of this. For Christmas you bought me a cup of cold coffee, which I don't drink, but I'm not to drink anyways. Served it in a container I wouldn't use... and now you're asking to have it back? And this, I reiterate, is my Christmas present."
"Yes. Give it back."
"Who's going to drink it then?"
Nostrils flaring in absolute exasperation, Tatsuya shoved it back into Ryo's hand. "Fine."
"Thank you, Tatsuya. Now, take off your clothes."
"So you want me naked while you drink my tepid Christmas coffee through a straw."
In his mirth, Ryo had to press his lips together to keep from dissolving into giggles. Tatsuya really had no clue. "I'm not drinking it out of this container. Now take off your clothes."
"Ryo, look. I realize that your crazy band (AN: uepon is onto talk a/but crazy band wat w/ kttun bin so whacky!!111!) being what it is you might not understand the concept of Christmas and giving. But I can assure you--
"Shut up and take off your clothes or we'll be well into the New Year before you strip in my presence again!" Ryo snapped. This was an idle threat, but one that clearly Tatsuya believed. For a moment the KAT-TUN princess simply sneered at Ryo as if trying to measure out how seriously he should take this threat. Judging Ryo's impassive face to be serious, Tatsuya tetchily disrobed.
"Good boy, Ryo. Now bend over the desk."
"Bend over the desk?" he asked as he contemptuously peered around the conveniently vacant office. "My Christmas present is you fucking me while drinking my cold Christmas coffee? Look, I realize I must be hard to shop for, but it hurts my feelings that you didn't try at all, Ryo."
Ryo didn't argue. He just stood there, holding the plastic bottle with a stern look on his face that continued to say his threat of no sex still applied. Tatsuya dropped his head back and made a quick appeal to the gods that went predictably unanswered. Without divine intervention to guide him, the naked KAT-TUN Princess did the only thing he could do; he turned around and bent over the desk.
"Thank you," Ryo said pleasantly as he stepped up behind Tatsuya and then knelt down to his knees. The sexy osaka man (AN hes soooo sex!111!!)was prepared for resistance, but he'd wanted this to be a surprise. He was pretty sure that if he'd told Tatsuya what he'd intended that he'd never even get this far.
Setting the bottle down, Ryo affectionately nuzzled his face against Tatsuya's cheeks. That, at least, was better as far as Tatsuya was concerned. As he felt the cleft of his ass parted, he relaxed his torso down against the desk. Ryo had never done this before, although it wasn't Tatsuya's first time to receive this treatment. He reasoned that since he hadn't heard Ryo's zipper come down, and since he was, in fact, kneeling behind him, that he was to be the recipient of a rim job. The flaxen-haired boy wasn't sure what the purpose of the coffee was. Perhaps Nishikido wasn't sure if he could keep awake?
All concerns about the tepid drink in the plastic bottle drifted away as Ryo's languid tongue laved over Tatsuya's wanton hole. Crossing his arms in front of him, Tatsuya rested his forehead against his hands, groaning and whimpering at the sleek tongue that tasted the rim of his sphincter. "Mmm... god, Ryo, that's nice." That was more like it. Way more like it.
Abruptly, the tender tongue trailed off its taunting and Tatsuya opened his eyes and stared at the black grain of the desk beneath him wonder where Ryo went. There was still no zipper sound; maybe he was having some coffee? "Ryo?"
Tatsuya brows furrowed in confusion as he felt something non-organic being pushed inside of him. Ryo had never been known to use toys before, but perhaps the true present was some manner of anal plug? Beads? Magic, vibrating- good lord what was that?
Eyes widening before he flipped his head up and then whirled to look back at Ryo, Tatsuya had no idea why he was suddenly feeling so uncomfortably... full. Something tepid and wet and-"YOU'RE PUMPING COFFEE INTO MY MY... MY... MY?!?" he screeched unable to vocalize where coffee was going.
"Don't make me silence you with my dick."
"I think you're going to HAVE to silence me with your dick if you don't explain RIGHT NOW what is going on!" Tatsuya squalled.
With a patient insistence, Ryo carried on squeezing the plastic container, pushing the hand-made organic coffee into the bewildered blonde's beleaguered orifice. "It's called a coffee enema, Tatsuya."
"Well, foreigners do it, mostly. It cleans you out on the inside. You put the fluid in and give it some time to clean you and then you let it back out. A coffee enema is supposed to be detoxifying. It will help your liver."
The internal pressure was mounting and one of the KAT-TUN princess's hands snaked down to massage his sore abdomen in an attempt to relieve the discomfort. His black eyes glared furiously at Ryo. "What? Foreigner practice? Liver? I DON'T NEED TO BE DETOXIFIED! THIS FUCKING HURTS!"
Ryo glared back at him and repeated two key words to Tatsuya, "New Year."
Slamming his fist against the desk angrily, he narrowed his eyes but was left with only one thing to say, "Pfft." And with that out of the way, he whisked back around and pressed his flushed cheek against the cool of the table.
Ryo was finished with the plastic enema bottle so he tenderly pulled it out of Tatsuya and cast it carelessly aside. "Now normally you'd have to wait ten to twenty minutes-"
"Twenty minutes?" Tatsuya cried out in a shrill tone.
"As I was saying, normally you'd have to wait that long, but I'll still need you to hold onto it."
"New Years, Tatsuya."
"Holding," Tatsuya whined against the desk. Then there it was again. His cheeks pulled apart and that delicate tongue taunting his opening. Didn't Ryo know how hard it was to "hold it" when he was doing that? Ueda had long since given in on being bottom, but he'd never known Ryo to be a sadist. "Ryo..."
Ryo slipped his tongue into Tatsuya's thickly puckered opening. His lips formed as much of a seal around it as he could manage and then he began to swallow. One hand moved around the astonished giftee and encircled his responding length. Tatsuya had no idea how in the world Ryo expected him to "hold on" while he was doing that. The cunning fairy princess realized that if he did release the coffee, not only would he have a very unhappy and doused lover, that delicious tongue would stop... doing... that.
The sexy osaka man was swallowing as fast as he could, but the soiled coffee overflowed the corners of his lips and dribbled down to pool in the hollows of his collarbones. But Christmas was the time of giving, and Ryo was giving this present his all, messiness be damned. Flicking and delving his tongue into the tight passage, he sucked down the potently thickened fluid, licked the smooth inner walls of Tatsuya and pumped feverishly at the luridly pink prick in his hand.
The hard-working brunet was glad that coffee was such a compelling taste that he wasn't made aware of what all else was coming down with it. The odd occasional chunk or seedy bit of something gushing over his tongue was on the cusp of making him gag, but instead he concentrated on what Tatsuya must be feeling.
The sensations pouring through Tatsuya were bordering on ecstasy. His swollen abdomen was starting to feel relief as the strain eased, and the remaining liquid was pressuring his pulsating prostate. Ryo's hand thrumming his now furious erection was overwhelming him and he tried desperately not to rut into it lest he stop "holding it."
On top of that was the sucking and pulling and undulating tongue of none other than the short guy who lived behind him. The overwhelming physical sensations, coupled with the euphoria of the caffeine so enthusiastically flushing his system through his anal membranes tripped his nerves into super sensitivity threw Tatsuya into a fervent orgasm.
Great globs of glistening white ooze spurted spectacularly against the dusty dark desk as Ryo continued to lick and suck inside Tatsuya. While normally at this point Tatsuya would be drained and tired, due to the lasting effects of the caffeine he felt jittery and elated. He panted hard, fogging up the counter. The spent KAT-TUN princess attempted to come down as he watched the breath mark evaporate gradually before his abnormally widened eyes. "For the love of god, Nishikido!"
Pulling his nose from Tatsuya's backside, Harry grabbed a small towel he'd concealed in his jacket and soaked up the excess coffee he'd failed to drink and then dabbed off Tatsuya's quivering legs. "And that is your Christmas present."