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White Butterflies-by Charlottlette
There was just something about Ryuuichi Sakuma that aroused him. It probably had something to do with that video, the one for their song White Butterflies. That was the one that all the music video stations refused to play, the one that was only avaible on copies of Nittle Grasper's live concert DVDs as a hidden feature.
Even though it had been at least six years since he'd first heard the soft ballad, the video itself had definitely made it's imapct on him. It was as vivid now as it had been then, the angst ridden ballad about unrequited love.
The video had started out with his honey Ryuuichi sitting at his keyboardists' instrument, dressed in a see through white mesh crop top and loose black silk pants. Tatsuha had always preferred his idol in much tighter clothing, but he wasn't about to complain.
Ryuuichi's shoulder length shaggy brown hair framed his youthful face as he began to sing. Fondling his chest as he did so, his long fingers eased down across his flat stomach to fling the shirt over his head. Tatsuha's breath had caught the first time he had seen this, watching as Ryuuichi's hands went next to the waistband of his loose pants. Easing them down his narrow hips and long legs, Ryuuichi panted, leaning against the keyboard as the song entered it's first chorus.
If that hadn't been enough, at that point, Touma Seguchi, his fellow bandmate's voice joined Ryuuichi's. The two singers' eyes locked and held as Ryuuichi arched towards the platinum haired musician to entice him. Touma smiled then and walked towards the object of Tatsuha's affection, taking in his dishelved state and the noticeable rise in his barely there white silk boxers.
"Oh wow..." Tatsuha had breathed, as he watched the two men come together in a hungry embrace.
Touma had quickly claimed the dark haired singer's mouth in a deep, sensual kiss, the two men melting into each other. Seeing this made Tatsuha's ache tighten to the point of being painful, and was only made worse when Touma cupped Ryuuichi's covered arousal with his hand. Ryuuichi gasped loudly as Touma loosed his firm grasp to invade beneath the material to touch him. Ryuuichi and Touma finished the song in unison, with Ryuuichi bemoaning the fates and allowing Touma to bring him to a swift completion off camera.
Tatsuha had assumed that Touma had gotten something out of it too, even though he had stayed full clothed. It wasn't hard to believe that Touma would be the more aggressive one, and Tatsuha had often wished it had been him with Ryuuichi instead...
White Butterflies-by Charlottlette
There was just something about Ryuuichi Sakuma that aroused him. It probably had something to do with that video, the one for their song White Butterflies. That was the one that all the music video stations refused to play, the one that was only avaible on copies of Nittle Grasper's live concert DVDs as a hidden feature.
Even though it had been at least six years since he'd first heard the soft ballad, the video itself had definitely made it's imapct on him. It was as vivid now as it had been then, the angst ridden ballad about unrequited love.
The video had started out with his honey Ryuuichi sitting at his keyboardists' instrument, dressed in a see through white mesh crop top and loose black silk pants. Tatsuha had always preferred his idol in much tighter clothing, but he wasn't about to complain.
Ryuuichi's shoulder length shaggy brown hair framed his youthful face as he began to sing. Fondling his chest as he did so, his long fingers eased down across his flat stomach to fling the shirt over his head. Tatsuha's breath had caught the first time he had seen this, watching as Ryuuichi's hands went next to the waistband of his loose pants. Easing them down his narrow hips and long legs, Ryuuichi panted, leaning against the keyboard as the song entered it's first chorus.
If that hadn't been enough, at that point, Touma Seguchi, his fellow bandmate's voice joined Ryuuichi's. The two singers' eyes locked and held as Ryuuichi arched towards the platinum haired musician to entice him. Touma smiled then and walked towards the object of Tatsuha's affection, taking in his dishelved state and the noticeable rise in his barely there white silk boxers.
"Oh wow..." Tatsuha had breathed, as he watched the two men come together in a hungry embrace.
Touma had quickly claimed the dark haired singer's mouth in a deep, sensual kiss, the two men melting into each other. Seeing this made Tatsuha's ache tighten to the point of being painful, and was only made worse when Touma cupped Ryuuichi's covered arousal with his hand. Ryuuichi gasped loudly as Touma loosed his firm grasp to invade beneath the material to touch him. Ryuuichi and Touma finished the song in unison, with Ryuuichi bemoaning the fates and allowing Touma to bring him to a swift completion off camera.
Tatsuha had assumed that Touma had gotten something out of it too, even though he had stayed full clothed. It wasn't hard to believe that Touma would be the more aggressive one, and Tatsuha had often wished it had been him with Ryuuichi instead...