Ivory-white keys pressed in on themselves, a strong chord striking through the air and confusing the sea of bodies before her. In place of the normal digital voice Yukine used for her songs, a melodious, feminine voice rang out across the club.
«Where have all the good men gone,
and where are all the gods?»
Another few soft notes echoed from the electronic keyboard Yukine had set up for her show. She risked a glance up and searched her captive audience for one person in particular.
«Where's the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?»
A pair of bright green eyes glowed behind black frames from the middle of the crowd, next to a lithe brunette with dangerous golden eyes and her pink-haired partner, marching forward to get a better look at her just like they had done the first time she'd seen them at one of her shows. Yukine couldn't help the fond smile that graced her lips at the sight of her hero.
«Late at night I toss and I turn
And I dream of what I need…»
Yukine's fingers danced through the last few notes that signaled the end of the song's intro, using the momentum of her hands to lean over and flip the switch on her mixing board in one fluid motion. The melody quickly ramped up into something more upbeat. She switched over to the her mixing board and computer, letting the change in tune wash over her and the impassioned vocals invigorate her.
«I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight»
In that moment, nothing mattered except for the music. Neither the nerves from the past week nor the anxious excitement from knowing Hizashi was out there on the dance floor for her could break through the bubble of utter peace that wrapped around her in the form of dancing melodies and a pulsating beat.
«I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life!
Larger than life»
Yukine lifted one side of her headphones to her ear as she swayed her hips. Even though she couldn't help but let the music flow through her, her mind was as focused as ever. She broke apart the melody, matching the beat on her laptop to the accompaniment of the piano she switched to as needed for the live portion of her performance. She was in her zone, and nothing could stop her now. But that didn't prevent blonde hair and bright green eyes from capturing her attention every time she looked up from her instruments. Even in a sea of bodies, Hizashi's presence loomed larger than anything Yukine had ever seen before.
She played another few notes on the keyboard before moving back to to the mixing board to flip the switch that would play the trumpet recordings she had made earlier in the week. This was one of her most intensive performances yet, but meeting her own hero had inspired her. She only hoped she hadn't messed things up between them. Judging by the grin he beamed her way, Yukine felt things were going to be alright.
«Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There's someone reaching back for me
Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat
It's gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet»
Hizashi found her during her break before she could find him. He backed her against the wall behind the stage, having used his status as a hero and apparent frequenting of the club to gain access to the behind-the-scenes section. She could feel the want emanating from him as he pressed in close enough to steal the air from her lungs.
Everything about him made her dizzy — from the slight scent of cologne invading her mind to the deep chuckle reverberating through her bones. Yukine fought with her desire; it urged her to close the distance between them and sweep them both away in a lust-fueled rage. But she couldn't — not yet. She needed to tell him the truth first.
«Up where the mountains meet the heavens above
Out where the lightning splits the sea
I could swear there is someone, somewhere
Watching me»
Softly, she pushed Hizashi away. He began to pout, but then looked into her eyes and a fondness came over his face.
"You like me…" he whispered into her lips. Yukine nodded, unable to look away from his gaze. "Then it doesn't matter that you left. We can make this work, if you want it to."
«Through the wind, and the chill, and the rain
And the storm, and the flood
I can feel his approach like a fire in my blood»
Hizashi took one step closer, and his next words breathed life into Yukine.
"Just say the word, and I'll walk away no questions asked."
Her breath hitched in her throat, and before she could tell what she was doing, Yukine was shaking her head no and pulling Hizashi down so that his lips met hers in a fiery kiss.
Tongues and mouths moved against each other in a fever-pitched, lust-fueled battle. Yukine reveled in the groan that made its way out of Hizashi as she pressed into him, hands moving to feel the broad expanse of his shoulders as it turned into a trim waist and hips.
Yukine tried to continue moving things along and let out an annoyed huff when Hizashi pulled away. He laughed as she tried to pull him back in, but he couldn't be moved; he stood there, running his hand through brick-red locks with a soft, happy smile on his face.
"So now that we're together," he placed a short kiss on her pouting lips, "I want you to come hang out with my friends." he gave her another kiss to distract her from anxiously biting at her bottom lip and furrowing her brows. "I promise, they won't bite." Hizashi paused for a moment. "Okay, Shota won't bite. Nemuri absolutely will if she's drunk enough and sees an opening. Granted, she will if she's sober and sees an opening. Okay, let me try again, Shota probably won't bite, and Nemuri will only bite if she finds out you're into it. But you're not into it…are you?"
Hizashi eyebrows rose out of piqued curiosity when Yukine smiled her signature grin and snapped at the air between them. "Huh…guess I'll need to test that answer before I take you out with them." Yukine breathed out a long sigh when Hizashi dipped down to nip at the sensitive skin of her neck. He continued to lavish attention with tongue and teeth and lips, leaving Yukine to stutter through a reply.
| "Oh I'll show you what my mouth can do, mister. But meeting your friends? Are you sure?"
«I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life»
Hizashi was quick to reply to Yukine's hesitation.
"Shota already likes you! He says anyone that can put up with me has to have some redeeming qualities. And Nemuri super wants to meet you! I've been talking their ears off about you; it's only fair they get to meet the woman of my affection!"
Hizashi pouted — lower lip out and eyes wavering with crocodile tears — and Yukine knew she had no choice but to relent.
| "Alright, Sunshine, sure, You can take me out to properly meet them."
The pout quickly morphed into a blinding grin. "Aww, babe, you just gave me a pet name! "
| "Yea, well if you keep blinding me with that sunshine smile of yours, I'm gonna lose another one of my senses."
Hizashi choked on a laugh at her flippant comment, but quickly went silent at the dangerous glint in Yukine's eyes.
| "Now…I believe we can be doing something better with our mouths, yes?"
Yukine buried a hand into Hizashi's hair and pulled him forward into a bruising kiss. Her other hand teased at the barbells adorning his nipples through his shirt, and Yukine was sure she could get drunk on the low, throaty moans and breathy gasps Hizashi made.
Hizashi picked up one heeled leg and threw it around his waist with one particularly drawn out moan where Yukine had pinched one barbell between her fingers. His hand ran down the length of her thigh, playing with the hem of her galaxy-inspired skirt even as he slipped a hand underneath it and dragged his nails back down. Yukine gasped as Hizashi abandoned all pretenses and pushed away the leather fabric of her bandeau top to catch a nipple between his teeth. She knew they couldn't rightly fuck here in the club when she had to be back on stage soon, but with lust clouding her mind, she found it hard to argue against Hizashi's touch.
He sucked on her exposed breast, rolling her hardened nipple around his tongue, before pulling off with a slick sound that made Yukine let out a breathy almost-whine.
"We probably don't have enough time to have much fun huh?" Hizashi panted as he adjusted her top back and swooped in to bite at her neck.
Yukine thought for a moment before pounding twice against the wall. Akio's head popped around the corner at the signal and she sent him a quick sign with her visible hand.
⟨"We're gonna fuck!"⟩ Yukine shouted at him before busying herself with the man in front of her again.
That simple sign made her manager stare at her with a hard, disapproving gaze before turning on his heel and settling against the front of the stairs.
"What'd you tell him?" Hizashi murmured against her neck. Instead of responding, Yukine brought Hizashi's face back to hers for a hungry kiss before smirking at him. She took the hand that had been massaging her breast and easily wrapped her lips around two of his fingers.
"Oh fuck," Hizashi let his quirk rumble out with his moan as he pressed strong fingers down into the soft pad of Yukine's tongue. With a grind of her hips against him, she encouraged Hizashi to move his fingers, starting a slow pace as he tested how much Yukine could take.
With a tug and a quick switch as she sucked on probing fingers, Yukine reversed their positions. Entranced, Hizashi continued his exploration, pumping in and out between eager lips. However, Yukine was not known for her patience. She couldn't wait anymore — she needed him like music. So it didn't take long for her for slide Hizashi's fingers out of her mouth, breaking the hypnotic trance he'd fallen into, and show her appreciation for the man in front of her the way she knew best: on her knees.
Yukine quickly undid his tight jeans and pushed his boxers down just enough to release his hard cock from its confines. Fingers trailed down its length, and eyes drank in the sight in front of her. She rubbed her palm over his bare hip with her other hand, causing Hizashi to suck in a sharp breath. Hastily, she removed her palm and mentally chastised herself for forgetting about her speakers, but Hizashi quickly put a stop to that line of thinking.
"N-no, please. Ah— I, uhh, I like the feeling of your palms on me. Can…can you—" he nodded down at his throbbing erection, indicating he wanted to feel her hand on him, if only for a moment. Yukine happily complied.
As she wrapped her hand around his cock and began to lightly stroke him, Hizashi stuttered out a quiet moan. It encouraged Yukine to be more bold in her actions, and, after a couple more firm strokes, she took him into her mouth.
Yukine wasted no time in stuffing Hizashi's cock deeper down her throat, taking him all the way down in one go. A hand immediately flew to grip her hair, while another one found its way to Hizashi's mouth, stifling moans with bitten knuckles.
The hand ran through Yukine's hair as Hizashi gasped out praises, and she preened at the attention. Slowly, she pulled off of him until she could lick and suck at the head for a bit before starting a steady rhythm of taking Hizashi all the way down, swallowing so that he could feel the tight heat of her throat, and then slowly dragging her tongue back up his shaft.
Gods, he's so big, I'm amazed I can get all the way down on him, Yukine thought to herself after keeping her nose against the blonde, neatly trimmed, happy trail adorning Hizashi's stomach for a particularly long time. A litany of filthy praise and moaned-out curses fell from his lips, leaving Yukine proud of her effect on him.
"Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. You're good at this, taking me all the way like that. I didn't know you were so talented in something so — Aaah! — so filthy. That's right, baby, nngh, keep taking me all the way d— ahh!— down. Shit. Swallow like that again. Oh, fuck, baby, you're so fucking perfect."
She slid her palm up spit-slicked shaft, thumb swiping over slit and quickly followed by the soft lap of her tongue. Yukine began to tease Hizashi. Her lips moved playfully over the twitching member aching to be buried back in her mouth. The languid motion of her tongue across heated, sensitive skin combined with the skill of her hands turned Hizashi into a pleading mess.
"Please, beautiful, fuck— I just—" Hizashi's hips twitched forward in desperation to feel her take him in once more. "Please, Yukine, I need to feel you."
Looking up from underneath dark lashes, Yukine complied. Fingers dug into a toned ass, and Yukine encouraged Hizashi to move with her. With a painfully controlled slowness, he began to thrust into her mouth.
It was then that Yukine heard a voice call out for her. Hizashi cursed and mumbled something about getting caught, but his words were cut off by a whine and the thump of his head against the wall when Yukine hollowed out her cheeks and dragged her tongue along the head of his cock. She heard Akio cough and knew he'd stepped to engage the stage manager before he could discover her current activities.
"Yukine is currently involved in urgent business with a prominent figure in the industry, discussing important dealings," Akio informed the man looking for her just loud enough for Yukine to hear. "I'm sure she's doing everything in her power to return onstage as quickly as possible." A grumbling reply was heard before the man moved away, appeased by her manager's deflection.
"Guess it's good that I'm close huh?" Hizashi panted above her, twitching as Yukine continued her ministrations. "Fuck. Keep doing just that, beautiful, please. You're so fucking good to me, gods, yes."
Hizashi began to thrust a little harder, a little more erratically, so Yukine took a deep breath through her nose and took the entire length of his cock one last time. She swallowed around him, and Hizashi was done for.
"Ahh! Yes, yes, oh fuck— Yukine! Fuck!"
Hizashi came hard, urged on by the soft, wet slide of Yukine's tongue massaging him, and she waited patiently as he slowly stopped twitching before pulling off.
Helping hands pulled her up and brought her in for a warm embrace and gentle kiss.
"Fuck…you're so good to me, you know that?" Hizashi whispered against her lips. "I adore you."
A tender smile made its way across Yukine's lips as he spoke, and an overwhelming urge came over her. With a quick flurry of thumbs, Yukine handed her phone over and pressed a soft kiss to his lips before making her way back onstage.
Hizashi pressed the tips of his fingers to his lips and let his smile grow as he read and reread over the words Yukine had left him with:
| "I'm glad you found me, hero."