Title: Confessions Better Given to a Wall
Series: Uta No Prince-Sama
Summary: Haruka and Tokiya explore the wonderful world of BL together… with a video camera.
Rating: NC17
Genre: Drama/Romance/Humour
Pairings: Ren/Masato

Disclaimer: This is being written for the sheer enjoyment of writing, I make no profit other than fan's enjoyment of it.

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"I don't understand what we're doing…" Tokiya admitted. For all his cool, he was feeling more than a little nervous about the rabid look in Haruka's normally-shy eyes.

Funny how it was that a mere few weeks ago, they'd all been after her. Now, he felt like he'd lose his soul if he just 'touched' her.

"Well… you said that you enjoy the appearance of attractive men, as do I… so…" she waved the video camera with that blush still high on her cheeks and her crazy eyes ebbing in not the slightest.

"What does that have… oh, no!" Tokiya dashed after her as Haruka took off with his brand new video camera… off in a direction that Tokiya 'well' knew led to Ren and Masato's rooms… and if Tokiya knew Ren and Masato…

"Haruka!" he hissed as she paused in the entry hallway, looking around as if expecting to see someone.

"Shh!" she hissed at him, grabbing his hand and pulling him towards a place that Tokiya would probably list somewhere on his top five places to 'NEVER SEE AGAIN!. His retinas were scarred enough, thanks.

By the time he finally got a good grasp on her that didn't involve touching anything too personal, she'd already dragged them to the point of no return. It was either watch them, or be caught doing so, and while Tokiya quite possibly would have taken the fleeing route, he 'really' didn't need this on his head when their band actually went on tour.

…

Masato wasn't entirely sure what Ren's point was in pinning him against the wall, seeing as how vertical sex had always turned into a massive failure after they'd hit their growth spurt at fourteen… not that they'd had sex before that or anything… but… oh, who was he kidding?

"You're thinking too much," Ren scolded, falling to his knees before Masato's bared body and running his hands down pale skin reverently. "So beautiful…"

"Get on with it," Masato snapped with a blush, turning away so that he wouldn't have to watch Ren's breathtaking face come into contact with his body… he was more than a little embarrassed to say that it turned him on to the point of accidental ejaculation more than once.

"As you wish," Ren whispered, kissing his slightly-trembling inner thigh before licking once from base to tip on the underside of his cock and then nursing the tip with his tongue for a few seconds.

Masato felt his knees liquefy and he struggled to remain standing.

"Ah! Ren… not just… not just the tip!" Masato begged, reaching down to touch Ren's hair, before remembering that that wasn't the name of the game and planting his hands back against the wall.

"Too sensitive, my Rose?" Ren asked teasingly, swiping his tongue once more into his slit just to make Masato's knees weak, before continuing on his trek, taking the tip into his mouth and sucking on it while running his tongue over his glands.

"You… you enjoy tormenting me far t-too much…" Masato moaned.

"Very much so," Ren agreed as he pulled off, taking pity on his lover and wrapping a hand around Masato's base to stroke him as he took as much as he could into his mouth and started sucking him off in earnest.

"AH!" Masato cried, arching just slightly and struggling to keep his body upright, his hips against the wall and his hands off of Ren's hair.

At this point in their game, Ren didn't need to say a thing to melt Masato's will. Masato grit his teeth in misery, but still opened his legs more, ignoring Ren's chuckle as the other boy lifted his thigh over his shoulder and opened him up to further advances.

"My beautiful Masato…" Ren whispered, sucking a finger into his mouth to moisten it before placing it into Masato's body.

"AH!" Masato arched, shuddering helplessly as his cock was once more taken into the heat of Ren's mouth. That one finger didn't have nearly enough lubrication to stand up to his body, so Ren shuffled a bit to grab the actual lube off the ground, pausing in his merciless teasing so that he could take a bit more time to better prepare his partner.

There was no warning given as Ren's fingers entered him once more, two this time, and his mouth returned to its pleasurable torture.

"R-Ren… I'm not going to… ah… one more… REN!" Masato cried, his orgasm nearing with the dual sensation.

Ren's smirk said all he needed to as a third finger was introduced to his body and Masato moaned in ecstasy.

"This shouldn't… be allowed… to feel this good!" Masato cried out in dismay, nearly screaming when Ren placed a forth finger into him and took him deep in his throat at the same time. "REN!"

…

Tokiya felt stunned as Haruka scuttled back, her face red, but excited, with a smile still on her face. The camera didn't have the freshest batteries, and thus, was running out of life.

She snapped it shut, saving the data and dragging him back to his room. Otoya still wasn't there – thank, God, or he might have jumped him – so all Tokiya could do was stand there in shock.

"Thank you for your camera," Haruka said with a shy little bow, although he couldn't really believe that anymore, now could he?

Still, Tokiya took the camera back with as much dignity as he could.

"Until next time?" Haruka asked, that bright, clueless smile on her face hiding Satan himself within it.

Tokiya didn't even wave as she left, non-responsive to the end.

Collapsing on his bed, video camera in his lap, he opened it and rewound slightly, feeling his body clench uncomfortably as the sounds and sights of Masato and Ren's passionate lovemaking filled the room.

"Oh, shit," Tokiya gasped to himself, closing his eyes and debated whether he was fearing or looking forward to the next time Haruka dragged him off with this video camera in hand.