Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ A Devil's Promise ❯ Turn About Isn't Fair Play ( Chapter 8 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Silverone 
Taki gets to top. Smut.
Anime/Manga: Gravitation Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.27.2006 | Updated On: 09.22.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 266 | Status: Completed
Taki gets to top. Smut.
Anime/Manga: Gravitation Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.27.2006 | Updated On: 09.22.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 266 | Status: Completed
Pairing/Fandom: Tohma Seguchi/Taki Aizawa, Gravitation
Theme: #22. Bottoms Up, or, "Surprise! Guess's Who's on Top Tonight?"
Title: Turn about isn’t fair play
Disclaimer: I don’t own these characters. Otherwise, Taki would be in the series a whole lot more.
For a long, long time, Taki had been thinking about how he’d like to show Tohma a thing or two if given the chance. Maybe someone riding him into the mattress would loosen up the little dictator. Of course, twisted revenge fantasies and actually doing it were two very different things.
“You’re topping tonight.” That was the first thing Tohma had said when he entered the hotel room. Seeing the way that Taki was staring, Tohma groaned. “You’re going to top. Or as you’d put it, fuck me, got it?”
When Tohma was crass, it was never a good sign. “Since when?”
The other man was sitting on the bed, his legs dangling off the edge, a smile on his face as always. “You said you wanted to.”
“When did I say that?” Taki was getting paranoid now. He had the sneaking suspicion that Tohma had somehow read his thoughts and was planning some sort of twisted revenge.
“Last week, when I came to visit you.”
“Last week?” He’d been sick that week and one of the few good things he’d remembered about it was not having to see Tohma, though the keyboardist had appeared in a really disturbing fever dream.
Tohma nodded as he got off the bed and walked over to Taki. “Yes. You said you desperately wanted to be on top, so I promised you that I would.”
Desperately wasn‘t the way Taki would have put it, but he had indeed wanted to be on top. Which was something he didn’t want Tohma to know. “I never said any such thing.”
“Are you calling me a liar?” Tohma was glaring a little now, as if he had just been offended. He was close to Taki now, with only half a foot between them. Taki resisted the urge to back up.
“No, no. But, why are you…”
“I decided I felt like a change of pace. It’s been a long time since I let any man on top of me, so I figured that I might as well treat myself.” The way Tohma was talking about it, you’d think he was talking about trying a new restaurant.
“So is this for real? You’re not going to kill me?” It was too good to be true, though he knew this wasn’t something to be excited about. Being excited about topping him would have been giving their ‘relationship’ too much meaning.
“No, I’m not going to kill you.” Tohma draped his arms over Taki’s neck and smiled at him seductively. “I want to see what you can do to me Aizawa-san.”
Taki swallowed, feeling the lump in his throat growing. “Are you sure you should be asking me that?” He kept imagining that this was a trick and that he was about to get in over his head.
“Of course I am.” Tohma laughed suddenly, causing Taki to flinch. There seemed to be something hysterical there, hidden beneath the sparkling, innocent tone. “Oh, don’t think you’re going to do anything violent towards me. I want things to be strictly vanilla.”
That almost relieved Taki, though another side of him wanted to scream foul. Not that he wanted to do anything really kinky to Tohma, but it didn’t seem fair that the other man was the one allowed to dictate their ‘relationship.’
As if sensing his doubts, Tohma smirked. “Perhaps you don’t have the guts to do anything? Maybe you’ve never actually been able to take a man before?” Before Tohma could blink, Taki drug him over to the bed and shoved him down onto the mattress. This didn’t phase Tohma a bit though “Did I say something to upset you?”
Ignoring him, Taki straddled his hips and started to kiss him. He knew he was playing into Tohma‘s plans, but he wasn’t going to stand for his pride being insulted. He began to work on Tohma’s shirt as he started to unbutton the older man’s shirt. If he just kept Tohma’s mouth shut, he wouldn’t be able to play anymore head games for the rest of the night.
He felt Tohma’s arms wrap around him, making it a little more difficult to unbutton his shirt, though he did manage it. Taking off his shirt wasn‘t going to be possible though, so much to his regret, Taki broke the kiss. “Were you going to suck my lungs out, Aizawa-san?” Without a word, Taki pulled Tohma so that he was sitting up and slid the shirt off his shoulders. “The silent treatment then?”
“Talking is for after sex.” Taki was pulling off his own shirt now, glaring at Tohma. “Or for praising me.” Tohma began to giggle, until Taki placed a finger to his lips. “I’m serious. You have to follow the rules.” He said this sternly, like Tohma was a bratty child.
“Okay, then I’ll follow them.” This was going too easy was Taki’s thought. He should just run right now, except, when was he going to have a chance like this again? He couldn’t tie Tohma up, beat him or hurt him in anyway, but anything else was up to his discretion.
“Good boy.” Taki smirked as he shoved Tohma down on to the bed. This time he started to kiss his neck, sucking roughly. He was sure that Tohma’s prohibition against pain wasn’t against anything mild.
“Don’t leave a mark Aizawa-san.” Taki chose to ignore him at that moment. “Aizawa-san?” If Tohma got absolutely pissed, Taki was going to claim that it had all been in the heat of passion. “Aizawa-san.” Tohma started to push him away, so Taki quickly bit his neck before he moved away.
“What?” Taki tried to look at him innocently. “You’re always sucking on my neck like a fucking vampire. I wanted to try it for a change, especially since you have such a lovely neck.”
The compliment seemed to catch Tohma off guard, but only for a split second. Taki wouldn’t have noticed if he had blinked. “So you do like me, Aizawa-san?”
“No. But, I’m not so dumb that I can’t tell what’s supposed to be attractive.” Maybe under different circumstances, he would have liked Tohma. Besides being attractive, he was intelligent, witty, charismatic and wealthy, all of which were pluses in Taki’s book.
“Uh huh.” Tohma crawled forward and placed his hands on Taki’s knees. “I bet you keep thinking about how gorgeous I am and how lucky you are to be mine.”
“I do-” Taki gritted his teeth as Tohma began started lick his navel. Somehow Taki had lost control, even though this was supposed to be his chance to be the one in charge. He needed to fix things and quick, before he ended up squandering this chance. He lifted Tohma up by the shoulders and forced him to lie down on his back. “We’re doing things my way.”
“My, my, my, you’re being rather firm, aren’t you?” Taki slid a hand down Tohma’s pants, ignoring him now. Tohma was looking up at him, not showing any reaction on his face, until Taki found his cock and grabbed hold of it. Tohma closed his eyes and whimpered as Taki’s hand began to move up and down.
Encouraged by this, Taki used his other hand to remove Tohma’s pants. Tohma pressed up against his hand slightly, despite his attempt to remain cool. As he finished undressing Tohma, Taki felt his confidence growing. It was refreshing to see the other man so desperate.
Getting off the bed, Taki walked over to the suitcase Tohma always had with him. Opening it, he found the lube that the older man always had with him. Setting it down on the nightstand, he then removed his own pants. Glancing at Tohma, he thought he saw what looked like nervousness.
“I haven’t even given you anything to cry about yet.” Taki sat down on the bed, screwing the cap off the bottle. He didn’t know if he should feel pity or not. Mainly because he had to admit, if he was in Tohma’s position, he’d be quaking in his boots.
Tohma seemed to since the inappropriate amount of concern and looked away. “I’m not scared of you. Because you know that if you make me bleed, you’re going to get it. After all, I never hurt you that badly during sex.”
Despite how rough he was, it was true that Tohma never hurt him during sex and was actually what could be called considerate. Didn’t mean that Taki felt like agreeing with him though. “You don’t need to freak out. I’ll handle you with kid gloves.”
Taki poured out a small amount of the substance on his fingers before shifting into position between Tohma’s legs. “I’m not afraid of you. You’re noth-” Tohma gasped as Taki slid a finger in. “You could have warned me.” Tohma’s teeth were gritted and he looked furious.
It was hard not to just start laughing at him. He‘d have said that Tohma was being childish, except Taki had been with guys far younger than Tohma who didn‘t whine half as much. “You don’t warn me usually, so I don’t see why you should be complaining.”
“You are more sturdily built than me, so I never saw the need to.” For once, Tohma’s snobbishness wasn’t annoying Taki, probably because it was hard to take him seriously when he was being more squeamish than a virgin in a porno flick.
“Have you ever done this before?” Taki asked as he slid another finger in. Tohma was squirming a little now, but seemed determined to hold onto his air of superiority.
“Yes, plenty of times. I’ve been with other men before. Don’t act like you are the first.”
Tohma‘s persistent huffiness finally got a laugh out of Taki. “I’m not. You’re just acting like you’re a virgin.”
“Not all of us are whores like you Taki.” Ignoring the comment, Taki removed his fingers and then reached over for the bottle of lube. He then began to liberally apply it to his own cock.
“At least I’m not married.” Taki position Tohma so that his legs were draped over his shoulders.
“Are you calling me a hypocrite?” Instead of answering, Taki began to press into Tohma, which shut him up. Of course, Taki did think that Tohma was biggest hypocrite he knew and he had a sizeable list of the reasons why, but he wasn’t going to recite them. Because he’d probably end up getting run over by the other man’s limo the next day.
He pushed in slowly, making sure to be careful, even if a part of him wanted to be more sadistic. It was enough that Tohma seemed to think that Taki was ready to rip him to shreds. Let him be the paranoid one for once. The moment he was all the way in, he stopped and looked at Tohma, whose eyes were shut. He really was cute when he wasn’t being a complete bastard.
Shoving that thought from his mind, Taki began to move, keeping his grip on Tohma’s sides tight. The control he had made him want to just start pounding into Tohma with reckless abandon. Instead he made sure to keep himself going at a moderate pace, not too hard, but not slow either.
Tohma was trying to keep quiet, but couldn’t hide the little whimpering noises he was making. His hands were digging into Taki’s arms, pinching the flesh, but not enough that it was painful. He was actually beginning to think that Tohma had either lied about having been on bottom before or that it had been a long, long time ago. In fact, Tohma didn’t even last that long.
“Ai-Aizawa-san!” Tohma came with a gasp, his body tensing. The tightness of the other man’s contracting muscles caused Taki to come not too long after. Pulling out of Tohma once he was done, Taki rolled off him, onto his side.
It was a while before Taki finally decided to break the silence. “So, you don’t have anything to say? Nothing about how you’ve had better? No, “it was a decent attempt, I suppose” or anything like that?”
Tohma sat up slowly, regarding Taki. “It had nothing to do with you. It just didn’t meet my expectations.” There was a funny look on Tohma’s face. Not the smile, nor that cold anger. He looked completely and utterly blank.
“What expectations?” Taki had been expecting something far more cutting than that. Not that he wanted to be insulted by Tohma, but it would have been far better than this dazed version.
“It’s no concern of yours.” Tohma got off the bed and started to walk towards the shower, limping a little. Taki had always wished to shut up Tohma, but not like this.
“Come on.” Taki got up off the bed to go after him. “Did it hurt or anything like that? Or did you like it?”
Tohma stopped and glared at him. “If you mean enjoyed in a physical sense, then yes. In an intellectual sense, no.”
In the realm of complaints about sex, that was one of the strangest he had ever heard. “What the fuck do you mean by that?”
“Leave Aizawa-san.” Tohma slammed the bathroom door shut, causing the room to reverberate. Taki stared at the shut door, then rolled his eyes.
“Bastard, you’re the one who wanted to do it.” As he’d gathered his clothes, Taki had known that it wasn’t just a simple matter of Tohma being fickle. He didn’t know how he knew, just that a change of some sort was in the air. And he didn’t like it one bit.
Theme: #22. Bottoms Up, or, "Surprise! Guess's Who's on Top Tonight?"
Title: Turn about isn’t fair play
Disclaimer: I don’t own these characters. Otherwise, Taki would be in the series a whole lot more.
For a long, long time, Taki had been thinking about how he’d like to show Tohma a thing or two if given the chance. Maybe someone riding him into the mattress would loosen up the little dictator. Of course, twisted revenge fantasies and actually doing it were two very different things.
“You’re topping tonight.” That was the first thing Tohma had said when he entered the hotel room. Seeing the way that Taki was staring, Tohma groaned. “You’re going to top. Or as you’d put it, fuck me, got it?”
When Tohma was crass, it was never a good sign. “Since when?”
The other man was sitting on the bed, his legs dangling off the edge, a smile on his face as always. “You said you wanted to.”
“When did I say that?” Taki was getting paranoid now. He had the sneaking suspicion that Tohma had somehow read his thoughts and was planning some sort of twisted revenge.
“Last week, when I came to visit you.”
“Last week?” He’d been sick that week and one of the few good things he’d remembered about it was not having to see Tohma, though the keyboardist had appeared in a really disturbing fever dream.
Tohma nodded as he got off the bed and walked over to Taki. “Yes. You said you desperately wanted to be on top, so I promised you that I would.”
Desperately wasn‘t the way Taki would have put it, but he had indeed wanted to be on top. Which was something he didn’t want Tohma to know. “I never said any such thing.”
“Are you calling me a liar?” Tohma was glaring a little now, as if he had just been offended. He was close to Taki now, with only half a foot between them. Taki resisted the urge to back up.
“No, no. But, why are you…”
“I decided I felt like a change of pace. It’s been a long time since I let any man on top of me, so I figured that I might as well treat myself.” The way Tohma was talking about it, you’d think he was talking about trying a new restaurant.
“So is this for real? You’re not going to kill me?” It was too good to be true, though he knew this wasn’t something to be excited about. Being excited about topping him would have been giving their ‘relationship’ too much meaning.
“No, I’m not going to kill you.” Tohma draped his arms over Taki’s neck and smiled at him seductively. “I want to see what you can do to me Aizawa-san.”
Taki swallowed, feeling the lump in his throat growing. “Are you sure you should be asking me that?” He kept imagining that this was a trick and that he was about to get in over his head.
“Of course I am.” Tohma laughed suddenly, causing Taki to flinch. There seemed to be something hysterical there, hidden beneath the sparkling, innocent tone. “Oh, don’t think you’re going to do anything violent towards me. I want things to be strictly vanilla.”
That almost relieved Taki, though another side of him wanted to scream foul. Not that he wanted to do anything really kinky to Tohma, but it didn’t seem fair that the other man was the one allowed to dictate their ‘relationship.’
As if sensing his doubts, Tohma smirked. “Perhaps you don’t have the guts to do anything? Maybe you’ve never actually been able to take a man before?” Before Tohma could blink, Taki drug him over to the bed and shoved him down onto the mattress. This didn’t phase Tohma a bit though “Did I say something to upset you?”
Ignoring him, Taki straddled his hips and started to kiss him. He knew he was playing into Tohma‘s plans, but he wasn’t going to stand for his pride being insulted. He began to work on Tohma’s shirt as he started to unbutton the older man’s shirt. If he just kept Tohma’s mouth shut, he wouldn’t be able to play anymore head games for the rest of the night.
He felt Tohma’s arms wrap around him, making it a little more difficult to unbutton his shirt, though he did manage it. Taking off his shirt wasn‘t going to be possible though, so much to his regret, Taki broke the kiss. “Were you going to suck my lungs out, Aizawa-san?” Without a word, Taki pulled Tohma so that he was sitting up and slid the shirt off his shoulders. “The silent treatment then?”
“Talking is for after sex.” Taki was pulling off his own shirt now, glaring at Tohma. “Or for praising me.” Tohma began to giggle, until Taki placed a finger to his lips. “I’m serious. You have to follow the rules.” He said this sternly, like Tohma was a bratty child.
“Okay, then I’ll follow them.” This was going too easy was Taki’s thought. He should just run right now, except, when was he going to have a chance like this again? He couldn’t tie Tohma up, beat him or hurt him in anyway, but anything else was up to his discretion.
“Good boy.” Taki smirked as he shoved Tohma down on to the bed. This time he started to kiss his neck, sucking roughly. He was sure that Tohma’s prohibition against pain wasn’t against anything mild.
“Don’t leave a mark Aizawa-san.” Taki chose to ignore him at that moment. “Aizawa-san?” If Tohma got absolutely pissed, Taki was going to claim that it had all been in the heat of passion. “Aizawa-san.” Tohma started to push him away, so Taki quickly bit his neck before he moved away.
“What?” Taki tried to look at him innocently. “You’re always sucking on my neck like a fucking vampire. I wanted to try it for a change, especially since you have such a lovely neck.”
The compliment seemed to catch Tohma off guard, but only for a split second. Taki wouldn’t have noticed if he had blinked. “So you do like me, Aizawa-san?”
“No. But, I’m not so dumb that I can’t tell what’s supposed to be attractive.” Maybe under different circumstances, he would have liked Tohma. Besides being attractive, he was intelligent, witty, charismatic and wealthy, all of which were pluses in Taki’s book.
“Uh huh.” Tohma crawled forward and placed his hands on Taki’s knees. “I bet you keep thinking about how gorgeous I am and how lucky you are to be mine.”
“I do-” Taki gritted his teeth as Tohma began started lick his navel. Somehow Taki had lost control, even though this was supposed to be his chance to be the one in charge. He needed to fix things and quick, before he ended up squandering this chance. He lifted Tohma up by the shoulders and forced him to lie down on his back. “We’re doing things my way.”
“My, my, my, you’re being rather firm, aren’t you?” Taki slid a hand down Tohma’s pants, ignoring him now. Tohma was looking up at him, not showing any reaction on his face, until Taki found his cock and grabbed hold of it. Tohma closed his eyes and whimpered as Taki’s hand began to move up and down.
Encouraged by this, Taki used his other hand to remove Tohma’s pants. Tohma pressed up against his hand slightly, despite his attempt to remain cool. As he finished undressing Tohma, Taki felt his confidence growing. It was refreshing to see the other man so desperate.
Getting off the bed, Taki walked over to the suitcase Tohma always had with him. Opening it, he found the lube that the older man always had with him. Setting it down on the nightstand, he then removed his own pants. Glancing at Tohma, he thought he saw what looked like nervousness.
“I haven’t even given you anything to cry about yet.” Taki sat down on the bed, screwing the cap off the bottle. He didn’t know if he should feel pity or not. Mainly because he had to admit, if he was in Tohma’s position, he’d be quaking in his boots.
Tohma seemed to since the inappropriate amount of concern and looked away. “I’m not scared of you. Because you know that if you make me bleed, you’re going to get it. After all, I never hurt you that badly during sex.”
Despite how rough he was, it was true that Tohma never hurt him during sex and was actually what could be called considerate. Didn’t mean that Taki felt like agreeing with him though. “You don’t need to freak out. I’ll handle you with kid gloves.”
Taki poured out a small amount of the substance on his fingers before shifting into position between Tohma’s legs. “I’m not afraid of you. You’re noth-” Tohma gasped as Taki slid a finger in. “You could have warned me.” Tohma’s teeth were gritted and he looked furious.
It was hard not to just start laughing at him. He‘d have said that Tohma was being childish, except Taki had been with guys far younger than Tohma who didn‘t whine half as much. “You don’t warn me usually, so I don’t see why you should be complaining.”
“You are more sturdily built than me, so I never saw the need to.” For once, Tohma’s snobbishness wasn’t annoying Taki, probably because it was hard to take him seriously when he was being more squeamish than a virgin in a porno flick.
“Have you ever done this before?” Taki asked as he slid another finger in. Tohma was squirming a little now, but seemed determined to hold onto his air of superiority.
“Yes, plenty of times. I’ve been with other men before. Don’t act like you are the first.”
Tohma‘s persistent huffiness finally got a laugh out of Taki. “I’m not. You’re just acting like you’re a virgin.”
“Not all of us are whores like you Taki.” Ignoring the comment, Taki removed his fingers and then reached over for the bottle of lube. He then began to liberally apply it to his own cock.
“At least I’m not married.” Taki position Tohma so that his legs were draped over his shoulders.
“Are you calling me a hypocrite?” Instead of answering, Taki began to press into Tohma, which shut him up. Of course, Taki did think that Tohma was biggest hypocrite he knew and he had a sizeable list of the reasons why, but he wasn’t going to recite them. Because he’d probably end up getting run over by the other man’s limo the next day.
He pushed in slowly, making sure to be careful, even if a part of him wanted to be more sadistic. It was enough that Tohma seemed to think that Taki was ready to rip him to shreds. Let him be the paranoid one for once. The moment he was all the way in, he stopped and looked at Tohma, whose eyes were shut. He really was cute when he wasn’t being a complete bastard.
Shoving that thought from his mind, Taki began to move, keeping his grip on Tohma’s sides tight. The control he had made him want to just start pounding into Tohma with reckless abandon. Instead he made sure to keep himself going at a moderate pace, not too hard, but not slow either.
Tohma was trying to keep quiet, but couldn’t hide the little whimpering noises he was making. His hands were digging into Taki’s arms, pinching the flesh, but not enough that it was painful. He was actually beginning to think that Tohma had either lied about having been on bottom before or that it had been a long, long time ago. In fact, Tohma didn’t even last that long.
“Ai-Aizawa-san!” Tohma came with a gasp, his body tensing. The tightness of the other man’s contracting muscles caused Taki to come not too long after. Pulling out of Tohma once he was done, Taki rolled off him, onto his side.
It was a while before Taki finally decided to break the silence. “So, you don’t have anything to say? Nothing about how you’ve had better? No, “it was a decent attempt, I suppose” or anything like that?”
Tohma sat up slowly, regarding Taki. “It had nothing to do with you. It just didn’t meet my expectations.” There was a funny look on Tohma’s face. Not the smile, nor that cold anger. He looked completely and utterly blank.
“What expectations?” Taki had been expecting something far more cutting than that. Not that he wanted to be insulted by Tohma, but it would have been far better than this dazed version.
“It’s no concern of yours.” Tohma got off the bed and started to walk towards the shower, limping a little. Taki had always wished to shut up Tohma, but not like this.
“Come on.” Taki got up off the bed to go after him. “Did it hurt or anything like that? Or did you like it?”
Tohma stopped and glared at him. “If you mean enjoyed in a physical sense, then yes. In an intellectual sense, no.”
In the realm of complaints about sex, that was one of the strangest he had ever heard. “What the fuck do you mean by that?”
“Leave Aizawa-san.” Tohma slammed the bathroom door shut, causing the room to reverberate. Taki stared at the shut door, then rolled his eyes.
“Bastard, you’re the one who wanted to do it.” As he’d gathered his clothes, Taki had known that it wasn’t just a simple matter of Tohma being fickle. He didn’t know how he knew, just that a change of some sort was in the air. And he didn’t like it one bit.