maayacolabackup | No Homo (Pin, NC-17)

No Homo
Pairing: Pin
Rating: NC-17
Notes: Pin= OTP. 4ever. For

kamiya_riko who wants me to be fat like Jin, and gives me food in exchange for porn.
Summary: Jin thinks Yamapi looks good naked. In a completely heterosexual, 'not interested in the slightest' kind of way.

"Yo, Jin, can you pass me that towel?" Yamapi asks, and Jin looks up from his magazine to see Yamapi dripping wet in front of him, butt-naked, and hair curling seductively around his shoulders from the steam in the jacuzzi.

Jin thinks Yamapi looks good naked. In a completely heterosexual, 'not interested in the slightest' kind of way.

"Yeah, sure," Jin replies, and manages tear his eyes aways from firm abs and jutting pelvic bones long enough to grab one of the fluffy white towels on the counter next to him. Jin himself is wearing jeans and a t-shirt, having just come from lunch with Ryo and Kusano, who were also visiting Yamapi during this rare break in his solo tour. "Do you...not wear swim trunks?" Jin queries, making his tone light.

"Not when I'm alone in my hotel room, in a private jacuzzi," Yamapi answers wryly. "When did you get here?"

"About 10 minutes ago. I thought you were taking a shower or something. I also thought you would have taken a towel," Jin says, still not looking at his friend. "You should...get dressed."

"Why?" Yamapi asks, and Jin can hear him toweling his hair. "What do I have that you don't have?"

"Visible abs," Jin replies without thinking, and then frowns. "No homo."

Yamapi chuckles. "Jin, I make jokes about us sleeping together on my webpage. You really don't have to say 'no homo'."

Jin looks up, and Yamapi is grinning at him. Jin is helpless to stop his eyes from sliding down, taking in every inch of Yamapi's toned body, somehow halting before he gets past the sexy 'v' of his hips. "Damn, Pi, when do you work out?"

"Right before I relax for an hour in the jacuzzi," Pi says, and then secures the towel around his waist. He slides onto the arm of the chair Jin is sitting on, leaning in close. "How'd you get in here to my private hotel room, anyway?"

"Pretended to bump into your manager. Smiled charmingly. And then..."

Yamapi narrows his eyes. "You didn't sleep with her to get access to my room again, did you?"

Jin grins. "And then stole her key card while she picked up her papers!" Jin finishes, proudly holding the card up between his index finger and thumb, before sliding it back into his shirt pocket.

"I'll be taking that before you leave. What are you reading?" he says, and Jin, in a completely and totally heterosexual way, shudders from the warm breath on his neck. Pi smells like cinnamon, and Jin is suddenly craving pastries.

"Just an article about Kamenashi," Jin replies, his voice steady. Yamapi throws an arm across his back, and Jin can feel the heat of his bare flesh burning him through his shirt. "Just the same old, same old."

Yamapi chuckles. "They never really have anything new to say," he agrees, sliding down off the arm of the chair and into Jin's lap. "The chair was hurting my ass," he explains, and Jin gurgles a response. He is completely, uncomfortably turned on.

"Um," Jin says, as Yamapi wriggles around to get comfortable, before suddenly freezing when he feels Jin's hard erection digging into his ass. "No homo?"

"Maybe you do have to say it," Yamapi mumbles, looking at Jin with wide eyes. Jin can't take his stare, so he leans forward and kisses him instead. He isn't expecting Yamapi to kiss him back, but he does, and Jin doesn't question it.

His fingernails dig into Yamapi's bare back as he pulls him closer, raking red lines down the smooth flesh as their tongues duel for dominance. Pi is an aggressive kisser, and Jin is not surprised at all; Pi is the sort who gives a hundred percent at all times, whether it be a drama role, a friendship, or...whatever this was going to be.

Pi bites his lip in retaliation for the clawing, and Jin winces, then moans as Yamapi draws the chastised lip into his mouth, sucking on it lightly to dull the pain.

Jin draws away, slowly, pressing kisses to Yamapi's neck, licking and sucking and biting at the sweet cinnamon scented skin. When Yamapi growls as Jin marks the skin behind his ear, Jin lingers there, nibbling and soothing until Pi is panting and gasping. Pi's fingers, which had wandered into his hair, yanked his head back, and then crushed his mouth to Jin's. Jin parts his lips immediately, eager to taste his best friend's mouth again and again.

When they part, Jin can feel Yamapi's warm breath on his eyelids, as he gasps and pants on Jin's lap. "So Jin," Pi says, and Jin digs his fingers roughly into Yamapi's waist. "I want you to fuck me." He places a kiss on Jin's brow. "No homo."

Jin tries to reply but his voice catches in his throat as Yamapi's hand finds it's way into his pants. He suddenly remembers that Yamapi is deliciously, gloriously naked, and blindly fumbles to return the favor.

Yamapi's other hand is pulling and tugging at his shirt, and Jin lifts his arms in the air so he can pull it off. "I'm not as buff as you," Jin mumbles into Yamapi's clavicle, as he sucks hard enough to bruise.

Yamapi hisses, and moves his hips forward as he straddles Jin, his hand between them still languorously stroking Jin's cock. "All those American chili dogs," he grunts. "And I don't really care," he adds, before he releases Jin's cock and grinds his hips forward.

Jin squeals, and knocks a lamp off the counter. "Fuck!" he yells, and Yamapi groans in agreement.

"That's what I've been trying to say," he grunts, before he leans over and grabs his duffel, which is lying beside the couch. It's open, and things scatter to the floor as Pi hoists it over and lays it next to Jin. "Lube, somewhere."

Jin looks at the 50 different types of hairspray scattered on the floor. "Dude, you have so many gels and shit. That is so gay," he says, and Yamapi grinds his hips forward again.

"That's the part of this you find gay?" he replies, and then captures Jin's lips in a kiss as his hand fumbles with the zipper on the front pocket of his duffel. "You're so fucked up." He lifts up a bit when he finds it, so Jin can slide his pants a little further down his legs, and then sits back down on Jin's now bare thighs. "And you came to visit me going commando?"

"Too lazy to do laundry," Jin replies, as he coats 3 fingers with lube. He quickly thrusts one into Pi, his hand at an awkward and almost painful angle but it doesn't matter because it's so fucking tight. "Oh my god," Jin says. "Holy shit that's tight."

"Well, duh," Yamapi says, but his face is strained as he adjusts to the intrusion. "You're too lazy to do anything. Remember that time," he gasps, "that you were too lazy to go turn on the PS2 so we just watched Sailor Moon for 2 hours until you had to go to the bathroom?"

"Are we seriously talking right now?" Jin asks, his voice tight as he slides another finger into Pi. "Because I can think of better things to do with your mouth." He leans forward and kisses him, and swallows Pi's moan as he crooks his fingers and finds the spot that makes Pi's face relax and his thighs tighten.

"Again," Pi says, and it's a command that Jin is happy to follow. He hits that spot again and again, adding a third finger and stretching with each thrust. "Now, Jin, fuck me now."

As Jin sinks into him, he thinks he might believe in Jesus, after all. "Holy fuck," he says. "I haven't felt something this amazing since the first time I tried deep fried twinkies," Jin says.

Pi laughs, but he's not really laughing; he's caught in a moan as Jin hits his prostate with each upward thrust of his hips. Jin can feel Pi's shaft between their stomachs, and slides one hand between them to grasp it and jerk it at a steady pace.

Jin feels like his heart might beat out of his chest. He knows that they're going to have to talk about this, that this might change everything but all he can think about it the almost painfully tight grip on his cock, the sweet cinnamon smell of Yamapi he inhales with every breath, and the fascinating and delightful moans and pants Yamapi is making while he bounces up and down on Jin's cock.

Yamapi comes first, but Jin isn't far behind, because when Yamapi comes and constricts around him, Jin feels like he's trapped in a vice of pleasure so indescribable that he could die now and he would remember it as the best moment of his life.

Jin leans back and Yamapi falls forward onto him, pressing himself into his own cum, which is splashed on Jin's stomach, with Jin slowly softening inside of him. "Yamapi nuzzles his face into Jin's neck, and Jin slides a hand into Yamapi's hair, pulling him closer. "I need another bath," Yamapi mumbles.

"I need another cheeseburger," Jin replies, and Yamapi snorts and says something along the lines of "Yeah but your ass doesn't," which Jin pretends not to hear because Yamapi did just let Jin fuck him, so Jin owes him a little leeway.

Jin's cellphone rings then, and Jin notices he has 5 missed calls. "Hello?" he says into the reciever, and it's Ryo.

"If you two are done, finally, with your festival of sex," Ryo says acerbicly into the phone, "it's time to go meet Kusano."

"What...what are you talking about?!" Jin yelps into the phone.

"Whatever dude, you didn't answer your phone so I went to Yamapi's room and almost knocked on the door, except I heard the sound of wild mating boars, so I decided to wait until you answered."

Jin sputtered into the phone as Yamapi snickered into shoulder.

"Just bring your...your boyfriend...and come downstairs," Ryo says disgustedly, as if the idea of relationships is offensive, and ends the call.

Jin clears his throat, and Yamapi lifts his head and looks him in the eyes. "You wanna be...you know, my boyfriend?" Jin manages to ask.

Yamapi grins. "Sure, but...no homo."

Jin groans and rolls his eyes. "No, it's really, really homo."

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"One of the rules of dating me," says Yamapi says later that night (after a thoroughly humiliating dinner with Ryo and Kusano, where they made a gratuitous number of references to buttsex and also, startlingly, to the inevitability of Jin and Pi having it ) as Jin washes his back, "is that you can't sleep with my manager anymore."

"Dude, I never slept with her the first time. I just made puppy eyes at her until she gave me the card key."

"What?" Yamapi says, turning around.

"She just likes me. Because I'm so cute."

"I'll show you cute," Yamapi growls, and slaps Jin's ass.

Jin squeaks and grabs his butt, then giggles. "Oops," he says, bending over slowly, and looking seductively over his shoulder. "I accidentally dropped the soap."

Yamapi chuckles. "So homo."