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Chapter Seven
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I can't believe I said that! Takuya thought silently as he showered later that night, gently massaging his scalp as his cheeks brightened.
"I look forward to our scene, Kazuki-san." He had told him, voice quiet and seductive.
Seductive. He would never apply that word to himself, but somehow, it was one of the only words that fit. Provocative was another, but that was practically the same thing! Or, at least close enough.
Was it possible that—just maybe—he had been channeling Notani? After all, Notani would say something like that and more, whereas he wouldn't have the courage to say anything even remotely like that, let alone anything even more forward.
What Kazuki must've thought about him!
He sighed and leaned back against the shower wall, the coolness of it sending chills down his spine. The look on Kazuki's face when he had said that… for some reason, he liked it.
Takuya gave a small smile. The fact that Kazuki had looked at him like that was something he wouldn't be getting over any time soon. How it had made him feel was something he also wouldn't be forgetting any time soon.
That look had sent a different kind of chill throughout him; a pleasurable one. It was something he honestly wouldn't mind feeling again.
He shook his head. He needed to stop thinking about that sort of thing. But he didn't want to stop thinking about that.
Takuya—for some reason—liked thinking about the gazes that Kazuki cast upon him, about the small touches they shared that left his skin burning. He even liked thinking about those kisses they had while on set, how afterwards he was left breathless and wanting more.
Takuya's eyes fell shut and he gave a small sigh, leaning even heavier into the wall for slight support.
It was probably a bad thing that he now couldn't help imaging the feel of his hands exploring his body, nails running over his vast expanse of skin, lips biting at the crook of his neck, marking him.
His breathing picked up when the sudden image of Kazuki firmly grabbing his hips, backing him up against this very bathroom wall, suddenly entered the front of his mind. Hardening length twitching, Takuya's hands tingled as he fought from reaching down, but to no use as he firmly grabbed the base of his cock, liking the thought of Kazuki touching him like this.
Kazuki would smile and softly thread his fingers through his hair, tongue darting in and out of his mouth as they kissed, tongues dancing together while their members rubbed against each other, growing more swollen by the second in anticipation.
Moaning, Takuya would place his hands on the broad chest and separate from the kiss only to nip at one of the small, dark nubs available to him, earning himself a quiet growl of pleasure.
Spreading his younger co-star's legs, Kazuki would bring up a finger to Takuya's tight entrance, gently massaging the ring of muscle before pushing it in, Takuya's hands tightening their hold on Kazuki's strong arms, eyes closing as he gave a small whimper—either in pain or light pleasure.
He would enter a second finger, stretching the teenager a little further in preparation. Already Takuya would sure to be clenching slightly around his fingers, being the virgin that he was, breathing heavily.
After he was finished preparing him, Kazuki would shift Takuya so that the teen's legs were wrapped around his waist and arms around his shoulders. Whispering soothing words of comfort, he would slowly guide his large member to Takuya's ass, stopping once the head was buried inside of him to give Takuya time to adjust to the intrusion.
"Ah," Takuya would let out a small noise of discomfort and slight pain before finally relaxing around the older man and giving a nod as a signal to continue.
Pushing the rest of his throbbing cock into Takuya's tight heat, Kazuki would then give a loud moan, seemingly forcing himself not to force himself into the teenager for fear of hurting him.
Thrusting back into him, Takuya would let out a gasp as Kazuki hit his prostate, hot pleasure swimming through his veins as he bucked his hips into Kazuki's length, forcing him further into his body.
"H—harder," Kazuki would obey, removing himself only to drive into him harder, picking up speed, only for the fantasy to fade.
As Takuya shot out white hot cum, he froze, the euphoria from his day dream quickly disappearing, hands shaking lightly. There was no way that had just happened.
He groaned and let his head fall back to the wall. He couldn't have just gotten off on the thought of Kazuki fucking him! That was… that was just impossible… wasn't it?
Then why did he feel kind of down heartened that it really was only a daydream?
Kato Kazuki was confused. No, he wasn't just confused; he was completely mind-boggled.
Everything between him and Takuya had been going so smoothly over the month and a half they had been doing of filming but suddenly—a few weeks ago—things had changed.
Not only was Takuya not speaking to him, but Kazuki had a feeling that he was right out avoiding him and Kazuki had no clue as to why. Truth be told it made him a little sad…
He had been getting used to Takuya as a constant in his life already (which was something that was surprising even himself) and to suddenly find that Takuya was no longer there all of the time was a little scary. Kazuki had tried to confront the teenager about it but every time he got the courage to do so, Takuya would only turn red when he saw him coming before quickly darting away.
Kazuki wanted to know just what was going on!
Sighing, Kazuki dropped the script he had been looking over onto the table next to him before standing from his chair and stretching. Glancing over at the door, he shook his head. If he wasn't able to get his mind off of Takuya there was no way he would ever be able to concentrate on anything.
And that was his justification for just why he was abandoning his script in search for Takuya. At least—if worst came to worst—he could always say that he needed to ask Takuya about one of his scenes.
That was an advantage about having a crush on your co-star.
Not that he was admitting he liked Takuya or anything. Because that wasn't it, it was just absolutely normal to day dream about touching your friend and co-worker in any sexual way. Or, that's what he told himself anyways.
But that didn't mean he believed himself.
As he passed a closed door, he heard a slight rustling sound and looked around himself. He hadn't been aware that this area was used for anything.
There was a groan and the sound of someone falling to the floor. Worried, Kazuki hurriedly opened the door, calling out, "Are you okay?" only to pause in shock, eyes widening dangerously at what he saw.
In the middle of the floor laid Saito Takumi in only pants, Aoyagi Ruito hovering over him, lips firmly attached to the older man's.
At the sound of the door opening, Aoyagi darted away from Saito, glancing wildly from Kazuki to Saito, asking, "Takumi, I thought you said you locked the door?"
Saito merely shrugged, not bothering to go for his shirt a few feet away. "Kato-san," he bowed his head and Kazuki gave a small bow back, only just recovering from the shock.
"Saito," he stared at Aoyagi as the teenager held his head to his knees, murmuring something quietly about how "We're going to be in so much trouble. Takumi is going to be in so much trouble."
"I won't tell anyone," he said at that, causing the two people to look at him, Aoyagi in surprise and Saito with a small smile.
"Arigato," Saito replied softly, going over to Aoyagi and picking up the teenager from the ground.
Giving a smile of his own back, Kazuki left, only just hearing Aoyagi say, "But, Takumi, what if he does say something?"
"I don't think he will, Ruito."
As he closed the door and walked away, Kazuki tried to wrap his mind around what he just saw; Saito Takumi—a twenty-three year old, almost twenty-four—and Aoyagi Ruito—a barely fifteen year old boy—making out in one of the unused rooms (and if he was right, about to have sex if he hadn't walked in on them).
It wasn't that it was all too unheard of (though he had only really heard of it in various mangas mostly—and those age differences usually were much larger), but he had never actually met any two people in a relationship while one was still a teenager, and the other almost in their mid twenties.
Though if how the two had looked and talked to each other was anything to go by, there really wasn't a need for worry.
He smiled. Although he didn't know them personally, he was happy for them.
"K—Kazuki," looking up from where he was walking, he saw Takuya standing there, smiling a little nervously and his heart gave a small twitch. "Hi,"
"Takuya," he forced out. "I was just looking for you."
Takuya glanced up at him. "Were you? I was looking for you, too."
Shocked, Kazuki asked, "Really? What a… coincidence."
Brushing his hair from his face, Takuya gave a nod. "Hai, uh—I wanted to say 'gomen'."
"Nani?" he questioned in slight confusion, taking a small step forward, only stopping when he saw Takuya back away shortly.
"Ahn, gomen for avoiding you. I was being a baka, ne?" he grinned cheesily, folding his hands behind his back and resting against the wall. "Something… something happened and I was a little embarrassed to face you."
Kazuki's brows narrowed and he walked over to stand next to him, pleased when Takuya didn't move away. "Why were you embarrassed? What happened?"
He eyed the teen's cheeks as they turned pink and Takuya averted his eyes. "It was nothing of importance; I just wanted to tell you that to make sure you knew that it was nothing you did. It was… it was me." Takuya glanced up at him. "I just wanted to tell you that before our scene later."
"About that," Kazuki started. "Are you still uncomfortable about doing that?" he tried not to think about what Takuya had whispered the month before.
Takuya shook his head, smiling. "No, I'm perfectly fine with it now." He replied honestly.
"Hontoni?" how was it that just a few weeks ago Takuya had been dreading it and now… this?
"Hai, I just think of it this way," Takuya bounced a little on his heels. "If I had to do this scene with someone because my life and the lives of my loved ones depended on it, I'd be glad it was you." He smiled sheepishly. "You're the person I would've picked."
His own face turning red, Kazuki turned away. "It's the same for me." He looked back at him, eyes wandering the seventeen year old's face. "I feel as you do." Kazuki looked back over at the opposite wall, Takuya's heat feeling as if it had gotten warmer in the few seconds he had turned away.
"Kazuki-kun," suddenly Kazuki felt soft lips pressed to his cheeks, not moving for a few seconds before they just as suddenly disappeared. "Arigato,"
"Action!"
The door slammed open as Takuya tugged Kazuki into "his" room, all the while lips firmly attached to some part of each other's body.
"My mom is at her second job and won't be back until late tomorrow morning, by then we'll already be at school." Takuya smirked as his hand traveled down to run over the front of Kazuki's jeans, Kazuki's head tilting back with a long moan. "We can take care of this, quite a few times actually."
Kazuki looked at him before finally leaning down and capturing his lips in a fierce kiss, tugging at Takuya's shirt and flinging it to the side of the room and glancing down at the half naked body, admiring his well-toned muscles.
"Are… are you sure, Yuuma?" he whispered quietly so that the microphones could only barely pick it up.
Takuya nodded. "Hai, it's not anything I've not done before, Shou-kun, now listen to your senpai and lie on the futon."
Giving a small smile, Kazuki walked over to the futon and spread out over it. "Senpai by age and not by year."
He raised an eyebrow as he straddled him. "Senpai by experience, too." Rolling his hips (that were now only clothed in boxers as he had rid himself of his pants before moving over to Kazuki) down, he smirked when he got a long, breathy moan from Kazuki. "I didn't know you've never done this before."
Kazuki stared up at him. "I've done things."
"But not sex, ne?" his smile widened, brows scrunching together just the tiniest bit. "I don't know how I feel about a virgin taking me, that's something I've never done before."
"Well—" Kazuki started only to be cut off.
"Ah, ah, ah," he chided playfully, even going as far as to wag a finger. He leaned down, lightly glossed lips just brushing his ear. "I don't take. I like the feel of someone else in me more than I do being in them." He smiled, pulling back. "But I don't mind if you're a virgin, it'll be a first, and I like trying new things."
As Kazuki eyed that smile that was simply seductive, nearly all thoughts—including his lines—flew from his mind. Thankfully though, he didn't have any more lines.
Tugging Takuya's head down—to both of their surprises—Kazuki automatically let his tongue push between Takuya's soft lips, exploring the wet cavern and massaging Takuya's tongue with his own.
Still not separating, Takuya swiftly undid Kazuki's buttons, only to fumble and miss. Finally getting impatient, the brunette tore at the shirt which wasn't completely out of character but whether or not it was in the script, he couldn't bring himself to care.
Dropping the shirt to the ground, Takuya mewled lowly when Kazuki's mouth sucked at his hardened nipple, hands threading into his thick hair, holding his head there.
Twisting the small bud between his teeth, Kazuki let his hand travel down Takuya's softly sweating back to inch his fingers beneath the waist band of the teen's boxers and grip at his waist.
The rest of the cast and crew standing around turned and looked at each other in slight worry, wondering if this was something they were doing for the scene or something entirely different.
Aoyagi gaped from where he stood next to Saito, before snapping his mouth shut and grinning, wanting to cheer on his friend as Takuya roughly pushed Kazuki down into the mattress before smirking and standing above him on the bed, bouncing a little as he balanced himself.
"Shou-kun," he placed a foot between the older man's legs, spreading them. "I can take you to places of pleasure further than you even know exist. If anything that you have done with other people felt good to you, this will make you feel utterly intoxicated."
A few of the people looked a little confused as they knew that this line was not in the script, but decided to do nothing as it worked well with the characters.
Kazuki's eyes widened at the line just as Takuya dropped down to his knees, quickly removing the older man's belt and tossing it away. After just as quickly ridding the aspiring singer of his pants, Takuya trailed a finger along his inner thigh, another smirk twitching at his lips as he noticed his co-star's growing problem.
"Are you enjoying this, Shou-kun?" another line that wasn't in the script.
Taking in a deep breath, Kazuki nodded, knowing that it was meant for him and not Shou and the pleased smile on Takuya's face told him he was right.
Takuya himself was a little shocked at his own actions, having no experience in this himself, but he was glad to know that he was doing things right.
Placing an open mouth kiss on Kazuki's thigh after bunching it up around the older man's hip, sucking and biting at the skin, leaving a large bruise. Inwardly he thought, oops. That's going to be difficult to hide for filming. But overall, Takuya really couldn't bring himself to care as he was turned over suddenly and looked up at Kazuki, a glaze covering his eyes and lips slightly swollen.
"Ka—Shou," he corrected in a hurry before Kazuki kissed him again.
Hearing this, the director stood, eyeing the two of them. "Cut! You two, cut! Cut!"
They ignored him—or rather blocked him out—and Kazuki inched down Takuya's lithe body as the teen arched up into his ministrations. Reaching his crotch area, Kazuki dipped his tongue under his waistband, licking at the skin eagerly, moaning when Takuya scraped at his back, bucking into his mouth, trying to push him further south.
"Cut!"
Nipping at him just as Takuya had done, he also left a bruise, a bit smaller than the one Takuya had given him on purpose. Kazuki than crawled back up his body, laying soft kisses over his skin.
"Do you two not understand the word 'cut'?!"
Takuya giggled and tilted his head back to look at the shocked looking people and cheerfully asked, "Can we do that scene again?" He felt Kazuki chuckle against his chest.
The director fell back into his chair with a heavy sigh, muttering, "I'm not looking forward to filming this scene."
