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Title<\/b>: Ringing in the New Year [Senga\/Kis-My-Ft2]
\nRating\/Warnings<\/b>: R to NC-17 thanks to Fujigaya
\nSummary<\/b>: After Kouhaku, Countdown, and CDTV, Kis-My-Ft2 have their own New Year’s celebration at Senga’s apartment.
\nAN<\/b>: New Year’s cuddlepile! Which…turned out not so much like cuddling lol. But I did feel totally bad for these guys when watching CDTV and Nika nearly broke his neck trying to do one of his usual backflips. They must have been exhausted! I hope they really did get some sleep after all of that. <\/p>\n
Ringing in the New Year<\/b><\/p>\n
All of them are shattered by the time they stumble into Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s apartment, eyes bleary and limbs heavy. The sun\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s coming up but none of them are interested in that, or in anything besides getting horizontal as quickly as possible. <\/p>\n
And not in the fun way. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Remember when the only thing we had to do after Countdown was make out with senpai?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Fujigaya says, voice raspy. He\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s got one boot off but can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t seem to work the other one, and he nearly topples over when Yokoo bops him lightly on the head. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You wished for all this,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he reminds, struggling to help Miyata drag a useless Tamamori the whole way inside. <\/p>\n
Behind them, Kitayama isn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t doing much better, but Senga only hollers back at him to lock the door behind them as he pushes Nikaido down onto the pile of cushions and blankets they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d been sprawled on in front of the television before they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d left for work. It feels like three days ago instead of not even one, Senga thinks as he scrubs at his face. <\/p>\n
Nikaido, flopped onto his back, holds out his arms silently, because he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s lost his voice as of half an hour ago. Senga drops to his knees and crawls into Nikaido\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s arms, sighing with relief as his cheek hits Nikaido\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s shoulder and he can let his eyes fall shut. <\/p>\n
There\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s a whump<\/i> on Nikaido\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s other side, and Senga cracks one eye open to find Tamamori sprawled against Nikaido\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s shoulder facing Senga. His eyes are closed but his cheeks are bright pink, and Senga hopes vaguely he won\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t come down with a cold from over-exertion. Over Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s shoulder, Miyata and Yokoo are swaying on their feet, but they go to strip the blankets off of Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s bed and tug out the spare futons anyway. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153That\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s why I love you guys,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Senga says, even though they probably can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t hear him. A heavy weight lands against Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s back that he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d know anywhere. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Mm, happy new year. Take care of us this year too, Leader~.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You brat.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Kitayama winds an arm around Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s waist and curls up tightly along his back, forehead pressing against the top of Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s spine. His breathing evens out almost immediately, and Senga passes out right after, lulled by the harmony of Kitayama\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s breathing and Nikaido\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s heartbeat. <\/p>\n
When he wakes up some hours later, his head is pounding and he needs to pee desperately, badly enough that he nearly doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t make it by the time he manages to untangle all his limbs from his bandmates\u00e2\u20ac\u2122. He doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t bother re-zipping his jeans, kicking them into a heap on the bathroom floor before stumbling back towards his warm spot. <\/p>\n
Senga whines when he sees that Kitayama has already rolled into it, taking over his space and cuddling Nikaido possessively as a body pillow. Nikaido snores on, that traitor, totally oblivious. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Room over here?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d a voice offers, and Senga turns to find Yokoo holding up an edge of the blanket that he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s sharing with Fujigaya. They\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re on a futon properly, no doubt thanks to Yokoo, and Senga gladly takes him up on the offer. Yokoo chuckles when Senga works his way in between Yokoo and Fujigaya instead of taking the end. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Thanks,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Senga says, wrapping arms around Yokoo\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s neck and snuggling close. He leans up for a kiss, expecting Yokoo to push him off when it lasts longer than a second since they are in a big pile of their bandmates and everyone else is sleeping. To his delight, though, Yokoo\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s exhaustion seems to have broken down his usual inhibitions, and he lets Senga kiss him until they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re rubbing steadily against each other. Senga can feel how hard Yokoo is starting to get without the barrier of his jeans. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Mm, Watta, don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t make me stop.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t going to,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yokoo murmurs, hands sliding down Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s back to his ass, pushing their hips together more pointedly. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Seriously?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Fujigaya groans from behind Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s back. Senga breaks the kiss to wink at Yokoo, and then rolls over to face Fujigaya, his ass tucked firmly against Yokoo\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s groin. Yokoo\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s rocking never misses a beat. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153We could help you out too if you wanted,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Senga offers. Fujigaya glares at him, but Senga thinks that\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hot really, and he tugs Fujigaya over the few centimeters by his T-shirt so that he can kiss him. He licks at Fujigaya\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s lips before waiting for him to respond, and is already sucking on his tongue when Yokoo\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hand slips into Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s boxers and draws his cock out. Fujigaya grunts, eyes glued to Yokoo\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hand fisted around Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s length, stroking him slowly. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Get his out too,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yokoo suggests in Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s ear, his \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcwhisper\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 loud enough that Fujigaya can certainly hear it. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I want to get you off at the same time.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Yeah,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Senga agrees without hesitation, fingers clumsy but eager against the zipper of Fujigaya\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s jeans. When he gets his hand around Fujigaya, Fujigaya whines and pushes his hips into the touch, despite his otherwise lack of cooperation. Senga has to tug with both hands to get Fujigaya to slide close enough for Yokoo to wrap his hand around both of them, but it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s so, so worth it when he does. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Watta,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Fujigaya groans, head tipping back out of kissing reach. Senga leans forward to nip and lick at Fujigaya\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s neck instead, making Fujigaya groan and snap his hips harder. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Does he feel good against you?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yokoo asks Senga, so hard against Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s ass that rocking back feels just as good as rocking forward. Senga moans agreement, exhaustion making everything more intense against his skin. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Mm, I wonder how I should have you make this favor up to me…\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Senga whimpers, imagining a few of the possibilities himself, and then cries out as he spills over Yokoo\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hand and Fujigaya\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cock. Yokoo\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s arms squeeze tighter around him as he shivers himself out and Senga sighs happily. <\/p>\n
Fujigaya isn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t nearly so amused. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Kento, what the fuck?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Sorry,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Senga giggles, high on everything. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I can–\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153My turn first, sorry, Taisuke,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yokoo interrupts, making Senga shiver at the possession in Yokoo\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s voice, and Fujigaya scrunches his face in displeasure. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Plenty of playmates behind you. And you can start with this.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yokoo lifts his hand to Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s mouth, obviously meaning for him to clean up his own mess for once. Senga sucks two of Yokoo\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s fingers into his mouth without hesitation, both of them groaning. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Fuck both of you,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Fujigaya growls, shoving his jeans out of the way so they don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t end up as a casualty as well. He rolls over and the nearest person is Tamamori, sprawled on his back next to Nikaido still, having relaxed out of his curl against Nikaido\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s shoulder. He gives Tamamori a shove. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Tama, wake up.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Nngh,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori grunts, unmoving. Fujigaya sneaks a hand up Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s shirt and pinches a nipple; Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s body leans into the touch, but he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s still dead to the world. Trailing fingers down his bare stomach gets a similar favorable response. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I can work with that,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Fujigaya says, not picky, and it isn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t like Tamamori would actually protest even if he were awake. He sits up enough to strip Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s pants and underwear off, cursing as his head spins a little from the sudden movement. He drags fingers lightly up Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s bare thighs and down between them, and Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cock twitches before Fujigaya\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s touch gets anywhere near it. When he does finally wrap his hand around it, Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cock looks so good sliding through his fingers that Fujigaya thinks idly about riding Tamamori instead of fucking him. <\/p>\n
Besides, topping is so much effort, and he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s really fucking tired. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Wake him up with your mouth and he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll totally let you fuck him,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d says a gruff voice behind him. Fujigaya turns to find Miyata curled up on his side on the other futon, by himself since everybody was already in their respective piles. His hair is sleep-mussed and eyes half-shut, but he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s clearly watching Fujigaya molest Tamamori. The blanket is half thrown off him, and Miyata has his own cock in his hand, stroking himself in time with Fujigaya\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hand on Tamamori. <\/p>\n
Fujigaya almost answers that he hadn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t intended to ask Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s permission, then realizes that sounds a bit too questionable even for them and settles for just giving a pointed glance to Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cock in his hand. Miyata shivers happily, that great big M, and Fujigaya clicks his tongue and turns back to Tamamori. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s only because he wants to lie down, he tells himself as he stretches out on his stomach and licks at Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s tip. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Mmm?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori stirs when Fujigaya starts sucking him off, but it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s a long minute or two until Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hand pats Fujigaya\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s head clumsily. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Gaya?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Fujigaya lifts his head to meet Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s confused gaze, letting Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cock slip out of his mouth. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Let me fuck you. Miyacchi wants to watch.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Mi\u00e2\u20ac\u2122chi?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s voice is slurred cutely, and he tosses his head to one side and then the other before he locates Miyata. He picks his head up with what looks like a lot of effort, squinting. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Why\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re y\u00e2\u20ac\u2122over there?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I just said, he wants to watch,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Fujigaya interrupts Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s answer, and Miyata closes his mouth and just grins. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m not enough for you?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Tamamori lets his head flop back down, yawning. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Whatever. If you want.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d He cants his hips up a little, but that\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s as much help as he offers, not that Fujigaya was expecting any better. In fact Tamamori gets immediately distracted by Yokoo and Senga to the side. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Mmm, yeah.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Fujigaya glances to the side, where Yokoo is rocking up into Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s mouth. Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s blowjob is messy and all for show, licking at Yokoo\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s tip and teasing at his shaft, but Yokoo doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t seem to mind. Tamamori doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t either, if the way he pushes down against Fujigaya\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hands is any indication. <\/p>\n
Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s tube of lubricant is sitting right on the coffee table, because Senga and Nikaido have all the subtlety of Takizawa\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s birthday presents, but at least it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s easy to grab. As much as Fujigaya doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t enjoy Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s fragmented attention span, what he does enjoy is the way Tamamori squeezes tight around his fingers almost immediately, how easily he opens up for Fujigaya, how good Tamamori looks willing and loose-limbed underneath him. Behind Fujigaya, Miyata is making soft, pleased noises, and Fujigaya is surprised that Miyata hasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t shouldered him aside to help out already. <\/p>\n
When he glances over his shoulder, Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s wide, dark eyes make his breath catch. The blanket is long gone and Miyata cock is hard and leaking in his hand, a side of Miyata that\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s so much more appealing than Fujigaya will ever admit out loud. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153He\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s ready,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata says, unnecessarily but it sounds hot, when he catches Fujigaya looking. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Fuck him, Taipi. Make him scream for you.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153In what universe do I take orders from you,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Fujigaya grumbles, but he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s already pulling his fingers free from Tamamori and fumbling for a condom, also on the coffee table. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You can take more than that, you tease,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yokoo tells Senga, voice stern. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Ahhh, there you go. Just like that, mmhmm.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Gayaaa,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori whines when Fujigaya starts pushing in, but he spreads his legs wider so it must be the good kind of whine. Fujigaya pushes Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s legs up, over his shoulders, and bears down harder, until their thighs press together. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153More,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori demands, shifting restlessly, and Fujigaya is happy to oblige. <\/p>\n
He\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s not trying to win a medal in the endurance olympics, so Fujigaya fucks Tamamori hard and fast. Hard enough that Tamamori starts to slide a little on the floor and ends up jostling Nikaido\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s shoulder. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Wha?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Nikaido asks blearily, stirring. He squints, useless without his contacts or glasses, and can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t even sit up because Kitayama is weighing down his other side, still dead to the world. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Fuck, seriously?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Pretty seriously,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Fujigaya grunts, not even pausing but grinning when Nikaido\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s face scrunches up. Tamamori only moans, flushed an adorable pink the whole way down his chest. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Ugh, is Miyacchi doing what I think he is? Gross. Where\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Kenpi?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Nikaido demands, shoving Kitayama off enough to sit up, but he relaxes visibly when he recognizes Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s shape on Fujigaya and Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s other side.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153He\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s busy,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yokoo informs Nikaido, although his voice is distracted. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Mm, Ken-chan, gonna…\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yokoo\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s words cut off in a soft, low moan that makes the hair on the back of Fujigaya\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s neck rise, and Yokoo has everyone\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s attention, except Kitayama\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s, when he arches his back and comes in Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s mouth. <\/p>\n
Senga licks Yokoo clean, grinning like he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s totally pleased with himself as he lets Yokoo\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cock slip out of his mouth and rubs his cheek against Yokoo\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hip. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Hmm. Nika, you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re up! Good morning~.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t good morning me like you didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t even wake me up before you left to suck off other members,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Nikaido grouses, as if he hadn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t had his eyes glued to the whole thing. Fujigaya turns his attention back to fucking Tamamori, trying to ignore the lovers\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 quarrel on either side of them, but Nikaido whines like a mosquito, so it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s difficult. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You were all curled up with Tama and Kitamitsu!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Senga protests, pouting. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You let them take my spot!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I was sleeping!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Nikaido squirms as he thinks about Kitayama heavy against his side. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Shut up, shut up,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Kitayama groans, the last to wake up and apparently not finding Nikaido\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s loud voice any more ignorable than Fujigaya does. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153What the fuck are you people–well, of course,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Kitayama interrupts himself, figuring it out with only one eye cracked. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he growls at Nikaido, and Nikaido yelps as he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s pushed down onto his back and finds an irritated and sleep-mussed Kitayama looming over top of him. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153They started it,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Nikaido tries weakly, but it only gets him a fiercer glare. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You know the rules,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Kitayama says, voice silky, making Nikaido shiver. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You wake up Leader, you pay the toll.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You aren\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t–\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Nikaido starts, then Kitayama\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s mouth is crushed against his, stealing all his breath. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Yeah,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori breathes, pushing up against Fujigaya desperately, eyes glued to Kitayama taking full advantage of a struggling Nikaido. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153C\u00e2\u20ac\u2122mon, touch me, Gaya, please?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Do it yourself,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Fujigaya growls, busy chasing his own release, like his hands right where they are, holding Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hips up at the most pleasing angle. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Gayaaaaa,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori whines, squirming, cock hard enough that it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s curled up against his stomach, bouncing with Fujigaya\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s thrusts. He tosses his head over to the side and pouts at Yokoo and Senga instead, just since they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re closest. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Pleeease? I want to come already, please?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153But you look so good like that,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yokoo purrs, totally content with the way all of them are laid out in front of him. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Watta, don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t be like that, you got what you wanted,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Senga scolds, giving Yokoo\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s side a pinch before rolling off of him and closer to Tamamori. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve got you, Tama, don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t worry.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Ken-chan~,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori sighs in relief as Senga curls up along his side, kissing Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cheek when it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s in easy reach. Confident in Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s word, Tamamori turns his head back to Nikaido and Kitayama. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153They look so good, right?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Senga murmurs in Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s ear as he wraps a hand around Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cock. He chuckles. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Your tip\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s all wet so you must think so too. Not that I like to share so much, but when Leader fucks him it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s the hottest thing, you know?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Tamamori groans as he starts to lose it, coming over Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hand and squeezing tight around Fujigaya. Fujigaya\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s breathing gets harsher as he fucks Tamamori through the sudden tightness, then comes himself only a few seconds later, already too close to his limit to hold back. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Mm, you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re welcome,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Senga says to both of them. Tamamori only grunts when Fujigaya collapses on his chest, neither one of them with enough air in their lungs to even complain that the other is all gross. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Damn, now I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m hard again.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Senga looks over his shoulder at the only person still just watching. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Hey, Miyacchi, you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll help out, right?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
He starts crawling towards Miyata without waiting for an answer, but Miyata doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t refuse him when he crawls right into Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s lap and turns his face up for a sweet kiss. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153There is no way I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m expending the energy to fuck you,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Kitayama informs Nikaido. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153No matter how desperate for my dick you are.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Go fuck yourself,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Nikaido growls, hair mussed and lips puffing up, shirt shoved up enough for Kitayama to thumb at his nipples. Kitayama only chuckles at him, knowing the scowl is only half at the suggestion that Kitayama might fuck him, and half at his announcement that he won\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Want my mouth instead?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Kitayama asks, voice silky and coaxing. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Ask nicely.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Nikaido clears his throat and looks away, cheeks going pink. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Suck me off.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Nicely.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Kitayama uses two fingers to draw a slow line down the center of Nikaido\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s chest, making him choke back a whimper. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Please suck me off?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Nikaido puts a bit of pout into it, looking at at Kitayama through his eyelashes. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Please.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Good enough.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Kitayama gives Nikaido a heated grin before sliding down, tugging Nikaido\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s track pants down with him. Nikaido\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s already mostly hard from the making out when he springs free, and Kitayama gives him a couple firm, tight strokes just to make him squirm. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Kitamitsu<\/i>,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Nikaido groans when Kitayama licks at his tip and then swallows him whole. His hands come up to tug at Kitayama\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hair, and Kitayama hums his approval, eyes falling half-shut. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Shit,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata breathes, shifting Senga more to the side so that they can both see. Senga reaches down to pull Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hand off of his cock and move it to his own, and then stroking Miyata in return. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Mm, that\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s good.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Miyacchi feels good too,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Senga says, leaning his cheek against Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s shoulder. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s true, Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cock hard and hot and big in Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hand, but most of his attention is absorbed by the soft, wet noises of Kitayama\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s mouth and the way Nikaido is rolling his hips up into it. Beside them, Fujigaya is already dozing again but Tamamori is watching, and Yokoo too, their eyes heavy-lidded but glittering with interest. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Next time, when we aren\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t so tired, we should play, okay? The two of us.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d He gives Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cock a squeeze. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153This would feel so good inside me, you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d make me feel so good.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Getting close,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata warns, voice strained, and it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s no wonder since he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s been awake nearly as long as Senga but hasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t come yet. Senga tears his attention away from Kitayama and Nikaido to look down at Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cock between his fingers, giving Miyata his full attention. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Go ahead,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he encourages, thumbing Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s head and smearing the wetness around. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I want to see you lose it, definitely.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Ken-chan,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata murmurs, and then he gives in and comes, thighs shaking and hips snapping up into Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hand. Senga strokes him through it, murmuring praise and soothing things, and then lifts his hand to lick a streak of white off the back of it. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Mm, Miyacchi comes a lot,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he comments, and Miyata laughs shakily and tugs Senga more squarely back into his lap, wrapping arms around his waist and snuggling against him from behind. He\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s still trembling a little, but it feels good to Senga, and soon enough Miyata has his strong, warm hands back on Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cock, where Senga wants them. <\/p>\n
Nikaido is moaning a steady stream of \u00e2\u20ac\u0153yeah\u00e2\u20ac\u009d and \u00e2\u20ac\u0153oh\u00e2\u20ac\u009d and pieces of Kitayama\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s name, and aside from the sight of him arching and begging for it, the sound of his voice is going right to Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cock, making it twitch in Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hands. Senga wishes he were close enough to touch Nikaido, but is definitely not moving from where he is, so he has to settle for talking himself. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Are you close, Nika?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he calls over. Nikaido moans something vague, but thrusts up at the sound of Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s voice. Kitayama growls low in his throat and pushes down on Nikaido\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hips to hold him still. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Mitsu\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s mouth feels so good, right? I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d ask to trade, but damn, you look so hot underneath him, just begging for it, losing control.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I love it when you talk like that,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata purrs in Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s ear, tugging at Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s earring a little with his teeth, and maybe Senga doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t like that nearly as much as Tamamori does, but it still makes Senga push up harder into Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s grip. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m gonna come,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Senga announces breathlessly, and even though he wants to watch, he can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t keep his eyes open. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Nika, you should totally come with me, okay? Come on, come for Mitsu and me.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
He hears Nikaido\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s sharp whine just before he tumbles over the edge himself. Miyata holds him tighter, murmuring praise at him while he pets Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s skin, and Senga comes down feeling safe and taken care of. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Miyacchi\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s the best,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Senga sighs happily, turning his head enough to nuzzle Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s neck and shoulder. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t play by yourself so much next time, okay? You should get attention too.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m happy enough,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata assures, but he squeezes Senga tightly with his strong arms in thanks. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Hey, don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t miss it though, look.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Senga turns his head just in time to see Kitayama straddling Nikaido\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s chest, Nikaido still too disoriented to put up a fight when Kitayama strokes himself off with a groan and comes all over Nikaido\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s face and throat. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Fuck you, seriously,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Nikaido whines, arms trapped so he can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t even wipe at the mess right away, only squirm. Kitayama eyes his handiwork smugly as he stretches his arms over his head, humming in satisfaction. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Where\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Taisuke\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s phone when you need it,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yokoo comments from the side. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d make that my wallpaper for sure.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Nikaido curses and starts struggling harder, but lucky for him Fujigaya is still dozing on top of Tamamori, oblivious to the photo opportunities he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s missing. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m sure there\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll be other opportunities,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Kitayama says, sliding down to kiss Nikaido, hot and quick, his come still on Nikaido\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s lips and everything. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Mm, you taste just as good as you look.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Nikaido squawks and calls Kitayama a string of curse words, making Kitayama chuckle as he rolls off and snuggles up next to Tamamori to poach his and Fujigaya\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s heat shamelessly. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Unless you want more of the same, I wouldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t wake me up again,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he warns, yawning. He gives Nikaido a wink before his eyes slip shut. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153The price of the toll increases each time.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Nikaido sits up and scrubs at his face with his shirt, still grumbling curses. He strips his dirtied shirt off and tosses it aside, then whines plaintively that it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cold. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Come over here,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Senga calls. He and Miyata have laid back down, snuggled together comfortably under Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s blanket. Senga giggles when Nikaido squints myopically in their direction. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Over here, over here~.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Like he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s using echolocation to pin down their position by Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s voice, Nikaido crawls towards them, grunting when he bangs his shoulder on the coffee table on the way by. Senga lifts the blanket to invite him in, and then rolls over him so that he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s tucked neatly in between Senga and Miyata, both of their overheated bodies warming Nikaido from either side. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Missed a spot,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Senga says, then licks the tip of Nikaido\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s nose. Nikaido gives him a fierce, ruffled look. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Shh, you like it. Mitsu doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t use his mouth on us very often, lucky.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d When Nikaido\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s tension doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t ease, Senga relents. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Want to take a bath?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153No.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Nikaido relaxes at last, cheek pressing against Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s shoulder. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Want to stay right here.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153When we wake up, then.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Senga presses a lingering kiss to Nikaido\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s forehead, sleep tugging heavily on his eyelids. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Want to come too, Miyacchi?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Sounds nice,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata sighs, mostly asleep already. His arm is thrown over both of their waists, his fingers brushing the small of Senga\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s back as he goes entirely limp. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Congratulations on the new year,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Senga says to any of them who happen to still be awake, if anybody is. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Let\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s spend next year together too.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
He only gets snores in response, but Senga is satisfied with that as he lets his own heavy eyes close and snuggles just a bit closer to Nikaido, glad to feel all of their presences so near to him as they start a new year together. <\/p>\n