[Arashi] Shirimoji
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neko_kirin3104Title: Shirimoji
Group/pairing: Arashi/Yama Pair (Ohno/Sho)
Prompt: 30 Sink
Word Count: 1570
Rating: PG
Genre: Fluff
Summary: Satoshi Ohno finds out something interesting about his partner and wants to see it for himself.
Disclaimer: I own nobody. Purely fictional, of course. :3
Notes: Inspired by a prompt from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
je_prompts, the Kazoku Game Episode 5 Teaser on TV Guide, and Arashi Discovery 2013.05.06 as translated by ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
twosen.
The guy moves in perfect sync to the rhythm of his own laughter mixed with the hearty chuckles of his highly bemused lone audience.
Holding his clenched fists up in the air for leverage, he sways this side and that, sinking low to draw a curve in the air, before gyrating his whole nether region in a full circle, and subsequently dipping back down to cycle through the routine over again. The order only slightly changes, but the motions remain pretty much the same.
Satoshi Ohno never knew his lover can move this way. Well, he does have an idea, but this is the first time he’s seeing those hips in action from this vantage point.
He finds it fascinating how a simple comment like, “I heard something interesting about you,” can turn into this hilariously surreal, yet strangely provocative performance—
Then again, this is Sho Sakurai, after all. And if there’s anything Ohno is confident he understands and can maneuver with ease sans any manuals, it is this guy.
His lover. His partner.
And now this hardly perfect, though seriously entertaining butt-writing trouper...
Back up to several hours ago when a sudden urge to clean his house pulled him right out of bed much earlier than he intended. The night before, Sho’s manager, who’s been his ally since day one, has sent him the guy’s schedule for the whole week (like he always does per Ohno’s request) with a rather amusing captioned photo at the bottom.
Sho-kun’s found a new skill.
And he had laughed loudly, like he never did for a long time. First over the embarrassed look on his lover’s adorably expressive face, then when he figured out a couple of minutes later just what the guy was doing when the candid shot was taken.
After sending a grateful reply with the customary comment about how the man was seriously shortchanging himself sticking with them when he could very well be the best spy in Japan, Ohno asked if Manager-san could maybe draw up a couple of hours break for Sho-chan the next day so he could check out this new skill for himself.
So when he messaged his lover later on about how he’s done dressing up his clay heads, and that he’d love for him to come by some time to check them out, Sho Sakurai only told him what he already knew—
I have a couple of hours break tomorrow.
Will bring lunch.
This was how he ended up hauling his sleepy ass out of bed at 8 AM to tidy up his apartment. Rid his wooden floor of the dust that has accumulated on it in all the days he spent canoodling with his muses. He has given this part of his spring cleaning activity the most attention knowing how incredibly clumsy his lover can be. He himself has lost count of how many times he almost slipped on his own floor. He figured, it wouldn’t be good if Sho-chan broke his hips walking before he could even move them writing.
There’s the option of meeting up at the younger guy’s place instead, but Ohno has long ago given up on that. He did try once to come over to surprise his lover by cleaning up his house. He gave up and turned away before he could even toe his shoes off at the door.
By the looks of it, he’d say it would take him one full day just to see what color the floorboards were in that place. And another couple of days—given he’s still interested, that is—to put everything else in order.
So they would always meet up here, at his house. Maybe not as immaculately squeaky as any neat-freak’s place, but decent enough for an afternoon tryst with his partner.
Sho came at a minute past one, bearing lunch as promised.
The younger guy wasted no time at all laying out the food on the low table in his living room, prattling on about how he needed to be back at the filming site at so-and-so hour.
Ohno was hardly listening, of course. Half his mind already lost in images of Sho Sakurai’s butt wiggling in front of his face—
“Satoshi-kun, we absolutely don’t have time for that today so you can stop staring,” his lover snapped at him, frowning deeply though a hint of a blush was already rising to his cheeks. “Eat.”
It excited him more how this guy could convincingly act all prudish like an eternal virgin, getting worked up over the mere thought of them having sex, when he could conversely talk openly about stripping naked in his sleep in public.
It was one of the many reasons why Satoshi Ohno loved teasing Sho Sakurai.
“I heard something interesting about you last night,” he said playfully while taking the chopsticks the younger guy broke apart for him, not shifting his gaze an inch.
It took merely a couple of seconds for Sho to figure out what he was talking about. The flustered guy’s eyes widened as his mouth dropped open in surprise. The accompanying blush quickly colored his whole face as an exasperated groan escaped his throat.
“Is this why you asked me to come over?”
Ohno placed his chopsticks over his untouched bento (he hardly knew what was in it anyway, just that it looked too green and leafy) and shifted his weight on the floor to lean closer to his partner, who with a rather whiny groan has hidden his face in the nook of his arms on the sofa behind them.
“I also have all these clay heads to show you,” he said while quietly willing the guy to raise his head and look at him.
Sho did raise his head, resting his cheek on his arm with a disappointed pout that only looked ridiculously charming on his rouge-colored face.
Ohno crossed his own arms on the sofa and moved his face as close as possible to his lover’s. “And I did miss you too,” he breathed tenderly against those desirably full lips that gradually cracked into a smile.
“I am seriously going to talk to someone to get that spying old man reassigned,” Sho whispered back the customary threat on his manager’s job that he never made good on.
“He won’t like that,” Ohno quipped with a slight grin as his hand began traveling up the buffs and lines of his partner’s well-toned torso.
“No he won’t,” Sho grumbled, shivering just a little, his eyes fluttering at each feathery touch.
“You won’t do it anyway.” Ohno’s challenging tone, along with the light peck he planted on his lover’s lips made the younger guy snicker.
“Yoshimoto would.” Sho let out one of his character’s menacing secret smiles and hummed, “Ii ne...”
“Sho-chan wouldn’t.” Ohno retaliated with his Maou smirk that got them both giggling like the frisky young boys they would forever be.
This little exchange loosened Sho up a little. A lot after he finished up the original meal set he got the Kazoku Game chef to make and pack for him, and about a quarter of the slightly similar bento he got for his lover.
And as it turned out, they barely really talked about the clay figures. Just threw a rather nonchalant glance at them during the very brief one-minute gap between lunch and Ohno pouncing on Sho, pulling the bewildered guy’s shirt over his head and pinning his squirming body to the floor in one continuous motion that left Sho breathless and rattled, though still able to tease.
“You missed me that much, huh?”
“No,” Ohno mumbled, quickly covering his partner’s mischievous grin with his lips.
But several minutes of foreplay did not really do well in shifting Satoshi Ohno’s mind from his initial goal.
He wanted to see Sho Sakurai’s shirimoji. And he was going to see it now.
“Show me,” he suddenly mumbled against the younger guy’s ear.
It took a moment for the words to sink in, but when it did, Ohno was rewarded with a startled squeak from his lover and the sight of his pouting face instantly turning a deep rouge yet again.
A couple of minutes, a determined glare and another command growled out through an evil, no-nonsense smirk later and the younger guy was up on his feet so fast he almost lost his balance and fell right back down.
And he starts moving in perfect sync to the rhythm of his own laughter mixed with the hearty chuckles of his highly bemused lover.
Holding his clenched fists up in the air for leverage, he sways this side and that, sinking low to draw a curve in the air, before gyrating his whole nether region in a full circle, and subsequently dipping back down to cycle through the routine over again. The order only slightly changes, but the motions remain pretty much the same.
Satoshi Ohno never knew his lover can move this way. Well, he does have an idea, but this is the first time he’s seeing those hips in action from this vantage point.
He knows he can work this guy out without need of any manuals, but he still finds it fascinating how a simple comment can easily turn into an embarrassed, though giggling half-naked Sho Sakurai wiggling his hot little butt in front of his face.
And their afternoon together has only just begun... ♥
***With additional info taken from Sho Sakurai’s J-Web, Kazoku Game no Game Vol. 4.
***I was going to work on something rather dark for this week, but that plot instantly dissolved against the images of Yoshimoto-sensei butt-writing. So next week, maybe? xD
On Yoshimoto-high right now. ♥
Group/pairing: Arashi/Yama Pair (Ohno/Sho)
Prompt: 30 Sink
Word Count: 1570
Rating: PG
Genre: Fluff
Summary: Satoshi Ohno finds out something interesting about his partner and wants to see it for himself.
Disclaimer: I own nobody. Purely fictional, of course. :3
Notes: Inspired by a prompt from
je_prompts, the Kazoku Game Episode 5 Teaser on TV Guide, and Arashi Discovery 2013.05.06 as translated by twosen.The guy moves in perfect sync to the rhythm of his own laughter mixed with the hearty chuckles of his highly bemused lone audience.
Holding his clenched fists up in the air for leverage, he sways this side and that, sinking low to draw a curve in the air, before gyrating his whole nether region in a full circle, and subsequently dipping back down to cycle through the routine over again. The order only slightly changes, but the motions remain pretty much the same.
Satoshi Ohno never knew his lover can move this way. Well, he does have an idea, but this is the first time he’s seeing those hips in action from this vantage point.
He finds it fascinating how a simple comment like, “I heard something interesting about you,” can turn into this hilariously surreal, yet strangely provocative performance—
Then again, this is Sho Sakurai, after all. And if there’s anything Ohno is confident he understands and can maneuver with ease sans any manuals, it is this guy.
His lover. His partner.
And now this hardly perfect, though seriously entertaining butt-writing trouper...
∞•∞•∞•∞•∞
Back up to several hours ago when a sudden urge to clean his house pulled him right out of bed much earlier than he intended. The night before, Sho’s manager, who’s been his ally since day one, has sent him the guy’s schedule for the whole week (like he always does per Ohno’s request) with a rather amusing captioned photo at the bottom.
Sho-kun’s found a new skill.
And he had laughed loudly, like he never did for a long time. First over the embarrassed look on his lover’s adorably expressive face, then when he figured out a couple of minutes later just what the guy was doing when the candid shot was taken.
After sending a grateful reply with the customary comment about how the man was seriously shortchanging himself sticking with them when he could very well be the best spy in Japan, Ohno asked if Manager-san could maybe draw up a couple of hours break for Sho-chan the next day so he could check out this new skill for himself.
So when he messaged his lover later on about how he’s done dressing up his clay heads, and that he’d love for him to come by some time to check them out, Sho Sakurai only told him what he already knew—
I have a couple of hours break tomorrow.
Will bring lunch.
This was how he ended up hauling his sleepy ass out of bed at 8 AM to tidy up his apartment. Rid his wooden floor of the dust that has accumulated on it in all the days he spent canoodling with his muses. He has given this part of his spring cleaning activity the most attention knowing how incredibly clumsy his lover can be. He himself has lost count of how many times he almost slipped on his own floor. He figured, it wouldn’t be good if Sho-chan broke his hips walking before he could even move them writing.
There’s the option of meeting up at the younger guy’s place instead, but Ohno has long ago given up on that. He did try once to come over to surprise his lover by cleaning up his house. He gave up and turned away before he could even toe his shoes off at the door.
By the looks of it, he’d say it would take him one full day just to see what color the floorboards were in that place. And another couple of days—given he’s still interested, that is—to put everything else in order.
So they would always meet up here, at his house. Maybe not as immaculately squeaky as any neat-freak’s place, but decent enough for an afternoon tryst with his partner.
Sho came at a minute past one, bearing lunch as promised.
The younger guy wasted no time at all laying out the food on the low table in his living room, prattling on about how he needed to be back at the filming site at so-and-so hour.
Ohno was hardly listening, of course. Half his mind already lost in images of Sho Sakurai’s butt wiggling in front of his face—
“Satoshi-kun, we absolutely don’t have time for that today so you can stop staring,” his lover snapped at him, frowning deeply though a hint of a blush was already rising to his cheeks. “Eat.”
It excited him more how this guy could convincingly act all prudish like an eternal virgin, getting worked up over the mere thought of them having sex, when he could conversely talk openly about stripping naked in his sleep in public.
It was one of the many reasons why Satoshi Ohno loved teasing Sho Sakurai.
“I heard something interesting about you last night,” he said playfully while taking the chopsticks the younger guy broke apart for him, not shifting his gaze an inch.
It took merely a couple of seconds for Sho to figure out what he was talking about. The flustered guy’s eyes widened as his mouth dropped open in surprise. The accompanying blush quickly colored his whole face as an exasperated groan escaped his throat.
“Is this why you asked me to come over?”
Ohno placed his chopsticks over his untouched bento (he hardly knew what was in it anyway, just that it looked too green and leafy) and shifted his weight on the floor to lean closer to his partner, who with a rather whiny groan has hidden his face in the nook of his arms on the sofa behind them.
“I also have all these clay heads to show you,” he said while quietly willing the guy to raise his head and look at him.
Sho did raise his head, resting his cheek on his arm with a disappointed pout that only looked ridiculously charming on his rouge-colored face.
Ohno crossed his own arms on the sofa and moved his face as close as possible to his lover’s. “And I did miss you too,” he breathed tenderly against those desirably full lips that gradually cracked into a smile.
“I am seriously going to talk to someone to get that spying old man reassigned,” Sho whispered back the customary threat on his manager’s job that he never made good on.
“He won’t like that,” Ohno quipped with a slight grin as his hand began traveling up the buffs and lines of his partner’s well-toned torso.
“No he won’t,” Sho grumbled, shivering just a little, his eyes fluttering at each feathery touch.
“You won’t do it anyway.” Ohno’s challenging tone, along with the light peck he planted on his lover’s lips made the younger guy snicker.
“Yoshimoto would.” Sho let out one of his character’s menacing secret smiles and hummed, “Ii ne...”
“Sho-chan wouldn’t.” Ohno retaliated with his Maou smirk that got them both giggling like the frisky young boys they would forever be.
This little exchange loosened Sho up a little. A lot after he finished up the original meal set he got the Kazoku Game chef to make and pack for him, and about a quarter of the slightly similar bento he got for his lover.
And as it turned out, they barely really talked about the clay figures. Just threw a rather nonchalant glance at them during the very brief one-minute gap between lunch and Ohno pouncing on Sho, pulling the bewildered guy’s shirt over his head and pinning his squirming body to the floor in one continuous motion that left Sho breathless and rattled, though still able to tease.
“You missed me that much, huh?”
“No,” Ohno mumbled, quickly covering his partner’s mischievous grin with his lips.
But several minutes of foreplay did not really do well in shifting Satoshi Ohno’s mind from his initial goal.
He wanted to see Sho Sakurai’s shirimoji. And he was going to see it now.
“Show me,” he suddenly mumbled against the younger guy’s ear.
It took a moment for the words to sink in, but when it did, Ohno was rewarded with a startled squeak from his lover and the sight of his pouting face instantly turning a deep rouge yet again.
A couple of minutes, a determined glare and another command growled out through an evil, no-nonsense smirk later and the younger guy was up on his feet so fast he almost lost his balance and fell right back down.
And he starts moving in perfect sync to the rhythm of his own laughter mixed with the hearty chuckles of his highly bemused lover.
Holding his clenched fists up in the air for leverage, he sways this side and that, sinking low to draw a curve in the air, before gyrating his whole nether region in a full circle, and subsequently dipping back down to cycle through the routine over again. The order only slightly changes, but the motions remain pretty much the same.
Satoshi Ohno never knew his lover can move this way. Well, he does have an idea, but this is the first time he’s seeing those hips in action from this vantage point.
He knows he can work this guy out without need of any manuals, but he still finds it fascinating how a simple comment can easily turn into an embarrassed, though giggling half-naked Sho Sakurai wiggling his hot little butt in front of his face
And their afternoon together has only just begun... ♥
~1992*4##111~
***With additional info taken from Sho Sakurai’s J-Web, Kazoku Game no Game Vol. 4.
***I was going to work on something rather dark for this week, but that plot instantly dissolved against the images of Yoshimoto-sensei butt-writing. So next week, maybe? xD
On Yoshimoto-high right now. ♥
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Date: 2013-05-11 03:49 am (UTC)thank you as always!! one of the things i look forward to is your fics <3 :)
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Date: 2013-05-11 05:53 am (UTC)I know I've still got a long list of your fics to work my way through, but I'm looking forward to your new fics as well.
Just keep 'em coming ne (no pressure, though ^-^) I'll catch up reading eventually. ~<3<3<3
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Date: 2013-05-11 07:25 am (UTC)also, i'm too tired when i get home so i just fall asleep once my back hits the bed XD
my journal is starting to look pretty lonely and well, abandoned XD
i'm just really really glad i still have the time and energy to read~ my tension goes up when i see my favorite authors (of course, you're one of them ♥) post yama ♥ :D you too keep 'em coming! i am always ready! XD
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Date: 2013-05-12 02:43 am (UTC)Hai! I'll try my best! ^_______^
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Date: 2013-05-11 08:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-05-12 02:44 am (UTC)Thank you very much! *hugs*
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Date: 2013-05-11 12:33 pm (UTC)soooooooooo cuuuuuteee~ I can't stop smiling ;)
love love for you ♥♥♥
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Date: 2013-05-12 02:45 am (UTC)Thank you very much! *hugs*
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Date: 2013-05-12 04:54 pm (UTC)Yoshimoto-high indeed XD
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Date: 2013-05-18 04:10 am (UTC)And Yoshimoto smirks at me at night and plants crazy ideas in my head *shudders*
Thank you very much! *hugs*
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Date: 2013-05-13 05:00 am (UTC)Ohno teasing and getting Sho to do what he wanted, and Sho being conflicted and doing it anyway :D I'll never get tired of this, really *hugs* I love how you could make sexy timez really cute and fun; the sounds of them giggling with each other should be a kink on its own *coughs*
Yay for Yoshimoto-inspired plots; and seriously hoping to read something with sauna scenes involved. ahem.
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Date: 2013-05-18 04:21 am (UTC)Just the idea of Ohno teasing Sho brings up a few dozen prompts on its own. LOL! The thing I like about Yama is that there's so much warmth right there already that too much smut would just seem redundant (if not totally unnecessary--then again, that may just be an excuse on my part). xD ~<3
And yay for a sauna scene! I'd probably fail at it if I were to try writing it, though, so let's hope and wait someone catches on to that, ne. ~<3
*hugs*
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Date: 2013-05-22 05:28 am (UTC)Your imaginations are wild! LOL!
Aw, thank you! *hugs tighter*
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Date: 2013-05-20 08:31 pm (UTC)oh gawd! (breathes!!)
....*goes back to not being coherent whilst quietly shaking in laughter*
I CANNOT OH GAWD OH GAWD OH GAWD OH GAWDDDDD!!!!!
/breathes
i love you! (and goes back to laughing silently like a mad man on silencio)
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Date: 2013-05-22 05:35 am (UTC)Thank you very much! Hope you're calm and coherent now... xD
*hugs*
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Date: 2013-05-23 05:07 pm (UTC)I am no such thing. xDDD DEFINITELY not coherent, but coherent enough to tell you that you are AWESOME. (I remember the grade school and high school days that that was once a punishment game. Butt-Spelling we called it. MORTIFYINGLY embarrassing. o///o)
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