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Title: Nice Guy
Chapter: Standalone
Author: Boots
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Pure PWP.
Warnings: Male/male sex, spanking, bondage, mild to moderate D/s play
Pairing: Kai X Uruha
Disclaimer: Boys belong to PS Company, I own the story only.
Summary: Everyone’s always telling Uruha what a good boy Kai is. Only Uruha knows the hidden, delicious other side.
Comments: Written for the Spanking/Paddling square of my Kink Bingo card. See notes at the end of the fic for additional information on the inspiration for it - WARNING, they contain discussions of rumors posted on a certain notorious Japanese gossip site that may be offensive to some. (I neither believe in or condone said rumors, and I wrote this fic basically as a big "up yours" to those people.)

Uruha was finishing his composition when he heard the key turn in the door. He pulled off his headphones and unplugged his guitar from the computer, not even looking to see who’d entered.

There was just one person who had the key to this apartment, after all.

He knew that Kai was coming from the gym – he’d texted Uruha to tell him he was headed that way after he left PSC’s offices. So he wasn’t surprised that his lover was flushed and sweaty when he finally did walk into Uruha’s line of vision, flashing one of his brilliant smiles.

Oh, yes, the sight was putting ideas in the guitarist’s head already. He’d worked hard. He deserved a special reward.

“Hi,” Kai said, leaning over for a kiss. “Did you have a good afternoon?”

Uruha nodded. Saving his document and quitting out of his music program, he said, “I got a lot accomplished. I think it’s done.”

“Good,” Kai said, swooping in for more. “Do you feel like celebrating?”

Uruha put his hands on his lover’s chest and pushed him away, gently, wrinkling his nose. “Shower first,” he said.

Kai blushed. “Oh . . . is it that bad? I didn’t get a chance to do it before I left, the showers were all crowded.”

Well, yes, it was bad, but Uruha wasn’t going to tell him that. No use risking a mood-killer before the evening had even begun. Instead, he said, “If I’m going to be close to you all evening, I want it to be as pleasant as possible. And I want to be very, very close.”

Kai pulled back from him, giving him a look that on the surface, looked like a sweet, innocent smile – but there was something else in his eyes, something dark and sultry, something devilish.

“All right,” he said. “And I won’t bother getting dressed afterward, either.”

Uruha watched him go into the bathroom, and took a deep breath. He leaned back, arms over his head, eyes closed.

Oh, yes, there was something in that expression, something that had his heart pounding. A promise of something to come tonight, something wild and hot and exciting . . . a taste of Kai’s hidden dark side.

Everyone was always telling Uruha how lucky he was to be with such a Nice Guy. His friends, of course, were all thrilled with the relationship. Even the band’s management was. Heck, even people outside the band talked about how nice Kai was.

He remembered being at a PSC cocktail party a few months ago, overhearing Saga saying, “See, this is why Shou got the leadership. He’s a Nice Guy, like Kai. Me . . . I’m not a Nice Guy.”

(This, by the way, had been followed by Tora telling Saga, “You didn’t want the leadership. And I prefer you not being a Nice Guy.”)

Reita was more thrilled than anyone. “It’s not like you to date a Nice Guy,” he told Uruha over drinks right after the guitarist had broken the news of his new relationship.

“Maybe I decided to go for something different,” Uruha said.

“Maybe I don’t mind it in the least,” Reita replied. “I was getting a little tired of beating up your cheating asshole boyfriends.”

(Of course, to Kai’s face, Reita was his usual merciless tease – “Hey, Uruha, I thought you had better taste in men than that!” But they all knew the truth.)

Uruha smiled to himself. Oh, yes, they all thought that Kai was always a Nice Guy, a good boy to the core. (Well, except for with the staff, but that didn’t count.)

Uruha knew better. And that’s the thing about him he found hotter than anything.

He stood up, peeling out of his tank top and baggy shorts. If Kai was going to come out of that bathroom naked, the least he could do was be ready for him. He strode to the bedroom, turning down the sheets.

Maybe he could encourage that rougher side to come out, coax it along. It had worked before.

The bathroom door opened, and Kai strode out, hair damp, not having even bothered to put on a towel, rivulets of water still running down those muscled arms and ripped chest. Uruha sucked in a breath at the hot, hot sight.

“You’re ready for me already?” Kai said, his eyes full of that devilish gleam again, the one that sent tingles to the tips of the guitarist’s fingers and toes.

“Oh, yes,” Uruha said in his silkiest voice. “I couldn’t wait. I can’t get enough.” Come on, Kai, he thought. Come on and take it to the net level.

“You can’t?” Kai moved over to him, wrapping his arms around his waist.

“Oh, no,” Uruha said. “I want you so bad . . . when I saw you, it was almost enough to make me touch myself.”

“Naughty boy, begging for sex like that.”

Uruha felt his insides turn to liquid butter. This was just what he wanted, just what he was thinking about. “Yes, I’m naughty,” he replied, letting his fingers wander past his lover’s waist, and down further still . . .

“Don’t,” Kai said, grabbing his wrist. “Not until I tell you to, understand?”

Oh, the contrast of the sweet and angelic look of that smiling face and the stern dominance he was showing. It was working. Uruha was getting exactly what he wanted. Kai was showing that other side, that other face, the one that belonged to Uruha alone.

Uruha put on a pout. “But I was only . . .”

“No buts,” Kai said.” Just the hint of a teasing edge to his voice, just enough to convey that this was play between them, but most of the sound was as dark and sharp as the finest black coffee, a sound that made Uruha’s heart skip beats.

Such a Nice Guy, they all told him, so gentle and sweet and loving . . .

“Now, don’t you think you need to be punished for being so forward?”

Uruha hung his head in proper repentance. “No, please, don’t, I’m sorry . . .”

But he also glanced up, caught the other man’s eye and mouthed the words, “Same safeword” – which Kai knew Uruha’s was “wisteria.” That had been the same since the first time this happened between them.

“It’s too late to apologize,” Kai said, pulling the wrist he was holding behind Uruha’s back and reaching for the other one. Oh, baby, the guitarist thought, yes, oh, yes, you’re going to do it, aren’t you . . .

Kai didn’t disappoint. He reached for one of his scarves on the bureau, and Uruha felt his hands being bound together, just tight enough that he couldn’t escape, but careful not to cut off circulation.

“Now, bend over my lap.”

He sat in a chair they had on the other side of the room, one with a high back and no arms, as if designed for this sort of thing. Uruha draped himself over his lap, breath coming harder, heavier, heart pounding.

The first blow landed on his left asscheek, a sharp slap from Kai’s hand, just hard enough to create a good, burning sting, to send pulses of warmth through Uruha’s blood. He yelped.

“There’s more coming, you know,” Kai said, sternly, and there was another smack on the other side, just as firm as the first. Uruha could feel the blood rush to the surface of his skin, the sharp sensations echoing through his whole body, fading from pain to tingles.

He clutched his hands together, tilting his hips upward, letting out another little cry, one which was both “Stop, please stop” and “Don’t ever stop.”

“Now, you know you have to take this like a good boy.” Another smack, another blast of pain and tingling, and Uruha was fighting back moans, because this was so good, oh, yes, Kai had hands just made for this, big and broad and delivering just the right amount of impact . . .

A smack to the left side, then the right, then the left again. He was spanking him faster now, in a rhythm. He was using Uruha as one of his goddamn drums, one hit after another landing solidly, and oh, was Uruha putting out music, starting to wail like his guitar.

The burn was becoming steady now, running through his veins like a fire that singes but doesn’t destroy. His hips were jerking in time with the smacks, starting to rub his cock against Kai’s flesh, oh, and you had better believe that Uruha was hard, how could he not be, with this happening . . .

A couple of spanks landed lower, on Uruha’s perfect thighs, and the blast of pain from the fresh, untouched location made him jump and cry out, panting rapidly.

Then, suddenly, the spanking stopped, and Uruha gasped, immediately missing the sensory overload.

But then, Kai ran his hand over Uruha’s bottom, tenderly, the brush against his oversensitive flesh sending tendrils of tingly pain/pleasure everywhere, and the guitarist moaned again.

“Now, are you going to be a good boy?” Kai said, fingers tracing the cleft, teasing his lover.

“Yes,” Uruha gasped. But, oh, he’d be a bad boy forever if it meant he got more of this.

“Show me how good and obedient you can be, then,” Kai said. “Get on your knees, and pleasure me.”

Uruha knew exactly what kind of pleasure he meant, and he was all too happy to give it. He was good at this and he knew it – and Kai always appreciated it. Oh, how he loved blow jobs, even more than most men did.

The guitarist slid to the floor, and Kai spread his legs apart, creating the perfect place for Uruha to kneel and make his magic. He opened his mouth, running his tongue along Kai’s cock, bottom to top.

A different kind of pleasure started running through Uruha’s body than when he was being spanked. In giving Kai oral gratification at his command, he was in the odd and wonderful position of submitting and being in control at the same time.

He reached the tip and wrapped his lips around it, flicking his tongue, earning an “Oh, yes” from his partner. And he began to move down on it, feeling the huge hardness penetrate his mouth, fill it up wonderfully.

Not having his hands free meant he had to work him entirely with his mouth, and he sucked firmly, starting a steady thrust, flicking his tongue out here and there. He listened for sounds of pleasure, signs he was doing well.

He got those, all right. A caress of his tongue over the tip brought about a gasp and a cry of “Oh, Uruha . . .” A deep thrust downward, taking in as much of that lovely thing as he could, brought his lover’s hands to his hair, stroking him almost like a beloved pet.

Uruha began to move faster, feeling the texture of the hot, firm flesh on his lips and tongue, tasting the salty tang of precome. Kai was letting out long, high-pitched moans now, the kind Uruha heard when Kai was deep in the zone, sexually, completely lost in pleasure. (He’d joked to his lover that those sounds were “moaning like a woman.”)

He felt Kai pull upward on his hair and moan, “Stop . . . I don’t want to come yet.”

Uruha lifted his head and looked up at his lover. Kai was leaning back in the seat, still panting, eyes closed, covered with a light veneer of sweat – and he looked completely, utterly delicious. He wanted to jump on him right now . . .

But he was a good boy. He waited for his orders, and the anticipation made him shiver with delicious need to the core.

“On the bed,” Kai finally said. “On your back, hands over head.”

Uruha obeyed, moving close enough to the bedpost so that Kai could tie the end of the scarf there. The request didn’t surprise him – Kai liked this position, liked to be able to look down and see Uruha’s face in the throes of pleasure.

Besides, as he moved into place, Uruha could feel the rub of the sheets against his spanking-sensitized bottom, and it reawakened the delicious, stinging pain, a reminder of lying across his lap, those big hands landing such firm blows . . .

Kai tied the scarf in place, then reached for the lube in the bedside table. “Raise your legs,” he said.

Uruha closed his eyes, waiting for the penetration as he heard the tube squish. And then, there was one of those wonderful, large fingers pressing on his entrance . . .

As it slipped inside, making him feel filled almost instantly, Uruha marveled how nature had equipped Kai with fingers that matched his cock in size, all the better to get his lover ready to receive him.

“You’re eager, aren’t you?” The finger moved inside Uruha, thrusting in and out. “You really are naughty.” A second digit joined the first, and Uruha let out a moan.

“Yes, I’m naughty,” he moaned.

“Who are you naughty for?” The fingers began a steady thrust, and Uruha began to push against them. “Who do you belong to, Uruha?”

He groaned in pleasure. “You,” he said. “Only you.”

“That’s a good boy,” Kai said, sliding in the third finger, and Uruha cried out. God, it was so hot, not just the sensations of the fingers inside him, but the very idea he had to do so much preparation and stretching to get him ready, just building the anticipation for just how huge his cock was.

The fingers slid out at long last, and Uruha heard the tube squish again, felt his lover lie atop him. The tip of his erection brushed against him . . . but didn’t push further.

Uruha moaned, tilting upward, but Kai grabbed his hips. “No. If you want this, you’ll have to ask for it. Nicely.”

Want it? He never wanted anything more in his life. He was like a man in the desert with water right in front of him.

“Please,” he said. “Please, Kai, I need to have you inside me, I need you to make me come . . .”

Kai began to push in, slowly – too slowly. “How bad do you need it?” he said.

“So bad I hurt,” Uruha murmured. “Please, please, I’ll do anything . . .”

“Anything?” A little more of him pushed in.

“I’m yours,” Uruha panted. “Yours, entirely . . .”

And finally, he pushed more of him in, and more still, and oh, God, more, and Uruha closed his eyes, losing himself in the sensation of being so very filled, almost too much, but only almost . . .

He felt Kai’s lips on his, and he opened up for his tongue, the two of them caressing each other. Kai leaned back, smiling at him, softly.

“You’re going to get what you want,” he said.

He started to move, to thrust, gently and slowly at first, and Uruha resisted the urge to pump his hips, to tell him he was ready for more. I want you, he thought, I want you so much . . .

Then, Kai was speeding up, pushing into Uruha faster and harder, a steady rhythm that mirrored the earlier spanking, and Uruha started to moan, long, low, wanton sounds. He writhed, hands straining at the scarf, but he didn’t want to come untied.

His captivity was delicious, the very idea that he could surrender entirely to this man, put himself totally in his hands, and get back precisely the amounts of pain and pleasure that he needed.

“Oh, baby, you’re so beautiful,” Kai murmured as he thrust into him, fucking him hard. “So gorgeous, Uruha . . .”

The two of them were moving together like the rise and fall of the tides now, Kai thrusting forward, Uruha pushing upward to meet him, the air filled with the sounds of their panting and moaning and murmuring each other’s names . . .

Uruha was feeling the pressure mounting, swelling, he was close, so damn close . . . And then Kai leaned over and bit his neck, teeth digging in right over his pulse line.

The sharp blast of pain on top of the overwhelming pleasure set him off, and he arched upward toward Kai, letting out a loud cry that verged on a wail, his whole body trembling with pleasure. He rode the ecstasy, and rode it, and just when it was ending, he felt another small shiver ripple through him as Kai cried out in response.

Uruha felt his lover pull out of him, felt his come land on his belly, near Uruha’s own essence. And then, Kai was collapsing on top of them, and they were kissing, softly, a sharp contrast to the savage passion of before.

Kai reached up and untied the scarf from the bed, then Uruha’s wrists – which he began to massage gently, with both hands. “Are you all right?” he said, sweetly.

The Nice Guy was back.

Uruha flexed his arms and fingers. They were a little sore, but nothing that wouldn’t go away in a little while. Kai was always so careful about that. He knew that Uruha’s arms and hands – and, by extension, his music – were not only his livelihood, but in many ways, the very source of his identity.

He suddenly pulled Kai into an embrace. “I’m fine. And I love you. I love you so much . . .”

“I love you, too,” Kai said, pulling Uruha closer. “You’re not like anyone else I’ve ever been with, you know that?”

“Oh?” said Uruha, snuggling against his shoulder. He knew he was smearing their come on both their bodies. He was going to have to do something about that. Later. Besides, there was something about the smearing that just added to the intimacy.

“We understand each other,” Kai said. “I mean, really understand each other.”

Oh, he knew what Kai meant by that. It wasn’t just a matter of understanding on a superficial level. It was knowing and appreciating each other’s needs, anticipating when those needs were going to emerge.

It was the difference between being boyfriends, and being a true couple.

Uruha leaned over and kissed Kai again, then slid out of bed. “I’m going to get cleaned up,” he said. “I’ll be right back.”

He went into the bathroom, and caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror – hair mussed, lips swollen with kisses, face very sated. And a bit of redness around the wrists.

Turning around, he looked over his shoulder at his ass. It was nicely reddened, still, and the sight of it was almost enough to get him hot again, despite the huge orgasm he’d just experienced.

He began to clean off the come, but one hand reached back, sliding over the curve of his ass, reawakening a faint echo of the delicious pain.

He didn’t want a Nice Guy. At least, not a full-time one.

Not when he could have him.

SPECIAL NOTE: In addition to the Kink Bingo prompt, what inspired this story was reading about what people were saying about Kai on Tanuki. For those of you who are unfamiliar, Tanuki is a division of 2chan – the Japanese equivalent of 4chan – where people who claim to have slept with J-rock stars post their supposed deepest, darkest secrets. As one might imagine from the Japanese equivalent of 4chan, it’s almost 100% trolls. Some people find them amusing, others offensive. I'm sort of in the "facepalming" camp - I see them as the Japanese equivalent of Westerners who go on J-rock confession communities to anonymously blast their least-favorite band member, or write fanfiction in which they loudly trumpet their indifference to/dislike for him. And so, I decided to take every single thing they were saying about Kai on there, convert the negatives into positives and weave them into a single fanfic, as sort of a huge "up yours" to them. I'm going to put the specifics of what they were saying about Kai below a spoiler space, in case you don't want to see them. To put these rumors in context, though . . . the same board was claiming that Aoi is married. Yes, AOI being MARRIED. They shouldn't be taken with a grain of salt, they should be taken with a ton of it.


Here’s what they were claiming about Kai – he “smells bad,” “has a sadistic streak,” “likes the missionary position and fellatio,” and “moans like a woman.” And, overall, he “sucks in bed.” Like I said, I couldn't let that go without fighting back in fanfiction.


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Aug. 25th, 2012 05:08 pm (UTC)
I... I'll come back and leave my thoughts about the actual fic later (they're positive, don't worry!), but first I'll have to go away and try and forget that part about Tanuki. I wish I hadn't read it.

I know it's trolls, but... I really hate reading those kind of rumours. -_-;
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Aug. 27th, 2012 11:46 am (UTC)
Thank you so much! That is a HUGE compliment - I'm glad I didn't disappoint your expectations with the final fic! (I wrote a sequel to this yesterday and posted it just now, by the way). And I'm so glad that you like the way I portray the people in the fic! I try hard to have them all come across as I see them!
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Aug. 26th, 2012 05:37 am (UTC)
Wow I love your Kink Bingo fics. <3 They're all so hot and brilliantly written. And trolls will always be trolls. </3
Aug. 27th, 2012 11:36 am (UTC)
Thank you! There's more to come, since there's plenty more squares in my first card, and hopefully, I'll be able t request a second soon (after I get a bingo)!

Trolls will be trolls, indeed. I don't take a single thing written on Trollnuki seriously - though I have to say it made for fun prompts to write from!
Aug. 26th, 2012 01:04 pm (UTC)
I think you've executed all the rumours pretty awesomely. I was smiling through the fic when I picked up all the hints. ;D I find those hilarious, because well... Yeah. Then again, if he really sucks in bed, it might be that the person he slept with didn't like what they did and then some other thought he was brilliant. Tanuki mostly consists of anti-fans and trolls, so if it's written in a negative tone, it's because they don't like the band/member and want to give them a negative image. This is just how it works over there. :C Every band has them.

Anywho, back to your fic. :D I think it was juicy and the spanking was delicious! I like how kinky you made them and I wish you'd write some more of the D/s setting. I think it could be exaggerated even more. I'm just a huge fan of reading this stuff, so I like to urge people to explore this genre more. :D
Awesome read! I still can't stop grinning at how subtly you've executed all these "flaws". Good job. :D
Aug. 27th, 2012 11:34 am (UTC)
Exactly - has ANYTHING positive ever been said about ANYONE on Tanuki? The tone of the whole thing is "This one sucks, that one sucks, the other one has weird kinks, and that one over there is married. To a porn star, yet." Has anyone ever said "This person is gentle, considerate and attentive to his partner's needs?"

Thank you! Your wish is my command, because I just posted a sequel to this fic - written from Kai's POV this time (and with a bit more of a humorous tone - but still kinky!)

And thanks for appreciating how I used what those jerks said about him in the fic. I actually found them fun prompts to work with!
Aug. 26th, 2012 04:45 pm (UTC)
They make all that stuff up cause they're sad they don't really get to have him.

This was a great fic! I really enjoyed it! Good job :)
Aug. 27th, 2012 11:26 am (UTC)
Oh, that's been one of my biggest theories about Tanuki all along - that half of it is people who hit on the celebrity and got rejected, and the other half is people who just plain don't like the person (the Japanese equivalent of people who write fics marked "Kai X Cooking" or post on secrets communities, "I hate Uruha, I wish he'd just leave GazettE" - yes, I've actually seen both).

Thank you so much for reading!
Aug. 28th, 2012 03:59 am (UTC)
I love how the "Nice Guy" become the "Bad Boy" on the bed. And that "Bad Boy" inside the "Nice Guy" is only belong to the naughty Uruha (^,^)b
Aug. 31st, 2012 11:29 am (UTC)
The idea of Kai having a hidden sadistic side is actually quite believable - since, despite his usual sunshiny and cute demeanor, it's said that GazettE's staff is afraid of him! And, of course, he'll only share that hidden side with the one he loves, because he understands (and he wants it too!)Thanks for reading!
Aug. 31st, 2012 03:24 am (UTC)
This is awesome and not to mention, very, very hot and drool-worthy. I just love Uruha and especially Kai's characters in this story and their relationship. I need to read more of your fics, woman! *runs off to check out your kink bingo card*

Oh, the last part of your AN, and the thing about Aoi and Kai was really... I actually have no words for it. -_-
Aug. 31st, 2012 11:35 am (UTC)
Thank you so much! And I see you found some of my other fics, thank you! (I've got a sequel to this story as well, and I'm working on something now that will, hopefully, complete a bingo line!)

I'm glad you liked the way I portrayed their relationship - I wanted it to seem as intimate as it was kinky, and vice-versa.

Yeah,the Tanuki stuff is pretty headwall-worthy. You have to take it from where it comes - the same fanbrat mentality that makes people harass Aoi on Twitter.

Thank you so much for being so enthusiastic about my stuff!
Aug. 31st, 2012 05:45 am (UTC)
I'd be okay with a slightly sadistic Kai-chan~~~ either way your story was amazing~~ thanks for the enjoyable read!
Aug. 31st, 2012 11:39 am (UTC)
Thank you! Sadistic!Kai is something that can definitely happen - we know there's a hidden dark side somewhere in all that sunshine! (The staff can't be afraid of him for nothing!) I'm so glad you enjoyed it, thanks!
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Aug. 31st, 2012 01:14 pm (UTC)
hello lovely.....i have to tell you, i adore your writing :) you write so well and i seriously had a wicked grin on my face for half of this!

thank you for always writing so nice and lovely~
(and thank you for not being a hater about the whole division thing! im so upset that people are actually bashing aoi for this shit)

i will be back for more.... ;)
*bookmarks you in my top fav authors*
Aug. 31st, 2012 04:54 pm (UTC)
People are bashing AOI for this incident? Seriously? *headwall* He certainly didn't ask to have fangirls spam his Twitter with "Hey, look what someone posted!"

Thank you so very much your heavy comments! I'm blushing big-time! I hope you enjoy the other fics! (There's a sequel to this one, too).
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Aug. 31st, 2012 05:25 pm (UTC)
Oh man...so late to this but OH LORD WOMAN!!!!

This was something else. Entirely. And I fucking loved it. You've had some D/s overtones in fics before but this was just so goddamn amazing because it was "in-your-face" Kai being dominant and sadistic and so very alpha male...uuuunf! You nailed it so well, the dominance play and the actual light bondage spanking, it felt very real and spontaneous and very much how I imagine Kai to be in the first place. Perfect. And I really want you to explore the D/s stuff more, you definitely have the skills and knowledge to handle it beautifully. Well done.

And well done with using all the tanuki bullshit as a prompt, it turned out so awesome, maybe I should do the same with the Tora rumours (unfaithful, moody and temperamental, hates condoms...lol, someone's bitter xD) but then you know my outlook on tanuki, ahem.

This was perfect. I want more! xoxo
Sep. 1st, 2012 03:10 am (UTC)
Well I DID do a sequel to this . . . XD

Thank you so much - it really, really means a lot that you think I did a good job, since this was my first foray into full-blown D/s. (I wouldn't have taken the plunge if not for Kink Bingo, and if not for your example!) Oh, and I just had to do Kai as the dom here - the Tanuki thing aside. it suits him to be the spanker. ~_^

Working on my last fic to complete a line bingo, by the way! I am psyched as hell. I'm going to be getting my Bingo and Division in the same weekend! And then, I'll be requesting a second card. We'll see what that one brings. ~_^

Oh, you should definitely do the same thing I did. XD Well, your Tora is polyamorous in at least two ficverses, that's a bit different than "unfaithful." Hates condoms? What a strange thing to accuse a man of. Ha, that could be a writing challenge on a general J-rock com - take what Trollnuki is saying about your bias and turn it into a fic.
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Sep. 5th, 2012 01:13 pm (UTC)
I love how you changed those rumours into something positive and something actually really hot and dirty. ♥ I have to say... I hate Tanuki. It's such a ridiculous place and I don't know why some people insist on believing what's on there.
Sep. 5th, 2012 04:35 pm (UTC)
I've always said that Tanuki is the Japanese equivalent of anonymemes and secrets communities in the West - it's a place to try to ruin the reputation of musicians you don't like while hiding beneath anonymity. Except in this case, the trolls are claiming firsthand, up-close-and-personal contact with the boys involved, which makes it more damaging. (Ever note nobody ever says how good, sweet, considerate and nice-smelling anyone is?)

I actually had fun working with the Trollnuki rumors - it was an extra layer of challenge on top of the Kink Bingo prompt!

Thanks so much for reading!
Sep. 13th, 2012 10:00 pm (UTC)
Assim fic. I love dom Kai so mic that it should be mt eternal fantasy, really. Im ussualy very fond of harsh dom sex(kyoxruki) bit i'm totaly in love with your good guy young bad kink. :D
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