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Title: Shot Through the Heart
Chapter: Standalone
Author: Boots
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Pure PWP smut
Warnings: Male/male sex, some D/s, spanking, biting, begging
Pairing: Kai X Aoi
Disclaimer: Boys belong to PS Company, I own the story only.
Summary: Kai has been rejected by his crush, Naoki, and he’s dejected. Aoi offers comfort sex, thinking it’ll be a sweet, warm, gentle evening. He’s about to get a surprise.
Comments: A fill for the GazettE Kink/Porn Meme. Prompt: Any pairing - hurt/comfort - one of the guys is hurt (physically or emotionally), and another member of the band take it upon himself to nurse them back to health, or heal them in other ways. (Including some kind of Magic Cock cliche, that's okay too.) Happy endings, okay? :)

Kai wasn’t someone that you normally saw hanging around bars. Nobody was quite sure what Leader-san did when he wasn’t working for the benefit of the band, but sitting around a watering hole downing whiskey wasn’t usually on the list of “things we think Kai might be up to.”

Which is why Aoi was shocked to see his bandmate sitting there, slumping so far into a glass of whiskey that it seemed he was going to drown in it. (This was a bad thing, not only for the obvious reasons, but also because whiskey would have a very, very bad chemical reaction with the usual visual kei hair care products.)

Even more shocking than the drink was the fact that Kai looked like a kicked puppy. That wasn’t like him. Kai was the smilingest, most optimistic person Aoi knew. He could be standing there in the aftermath of the apocalypse and saying, “Hey, at least there’s going to be less traffic now!”

This warranted investigation. Aoi grabbed his own drink and sidled up to the drummer. “Hi,” he said. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” Kai mumbled, not raising his head.

“That doesn’t look like nothing,” Aoi said.

“I’m fine,” Kai said, sounding about as “fine” as someone who’d just been through a train wreck.

“Okay, I’m going to start taking guesses as to what it is,” Aoi said.

Kai just grunted.

“Come on, you know you can tell me anything, right? A superstar doesn’t betray the trust of a friend. Now, is it something having to do with PSC?”

Kai just shook his head.

“Fight with one of the other guys?”

Another head-shake.

“Love life problems?”

This just brought about Kai slumping over even further, until Aoi thought his face was going to end up plastered to the bottom of that glass. Okay, he had his affirmative answer.

“Turned down by someone for a date?” he said.

Kai reached out and gripped the glass of whiskey, like a drowning man clinging to a life preserver. And we can mark that one a big, fat “affirmative.”

“Care to tell me who it is?” he said.

Kai sighed. “I’ve liked him forever,” he said. “And I told him, and, well . . .” He sighed. “He turned me down. He said he liked me as a friend, but . . .” He took a big swig of the drink. “I’m not his type.”

“Whoa, back up, there,” Aoi said. “Who is he?”

“Naoki,” Kai said, staring into his drink again, as if he was hoping to find the meaning of life in there. “You know, from Kagrra. We did a radio show together, and I kind of, um, let my feelings out on the air. Just a little bit. And afterward, I said I really did like him, and . . .” Another big drink.

So that’s why Ruki had texted Aoi earlier to tell him, “Our drummer is hitting on someone in public.” He had thought he was kidding. Kai wasn’t exactly the creeper type. Geez, he must have really liked this guy.

Now, of course, Aoi’s first impulse was to say, “Um, maybe you shouldn’t have hit on him on the radio?” But that was the last thing in the world Kai wanted, or needed, to hear right now. His heart was thoroughly broken.

So, instead, he said, “Now, what kind of guy wouldn’t like somebody like you?” He put his hand on his friend’s shoulder.

“Obviously, him,” Kai said, with more bitterness in his voice than Aoi thought Kai would ever be capable of. He watched his friend down the drink with the speed of a greased jackrabbit.

“Whoa, easy,” Aoi said, “That’s powerful stuff.” He watched as Kai pushed the glass forward for another. Great, now he’d be depressed and sloshed.

“I can handle it,” Kai mumbled.

All right, he was going to have to put a stop to this before their leader drank himself into a coma. “Look, I know it sucks. I know you’re upset right now. I’ve been there. Believe it or not, someone actually turned me down, too.”

“Really?” Kai said in a dull voice, taking his second glass and gulping from it.

“Yeah, I know it sounds ridiculous, right?” Aoi said. “But believe it or not, there’s a guy who shot me through the heart. I moped for days afterward.”

“And what did you do?” Kai said.

“I realized that he wasn’t the only guy in the world,” Aoi said. “I know it’s hard, and the last thing in the world you want to hear right now, but . . .” He moved his hand to the other man’s arm. “Maybe it wasn’t meant to be, you know? Maybe someone else is destined to come into your life.”

Kai just grunted, staring into his drink again.

“Someone is out there who’s the right one for you,” Aoi said. “Maybe you just haven’t met him yet. Or maybe you have, and you just don’t realize it. Hell, he might be someone you see every day. Weirder things have happened, right?” He patted his shoulder again. “But, look. You’re young and hot. You have your whole damn life ahead of you. You’re a brilliant bandleader – we couldn’t have gotten to Tokyo Dome without you. You’re a great musician and hell, you even write good songs.”

“You guys turned down most of my songs,” Kai said.

“Well, that’s because they were too pop for us,” Aoi said. “It wasn’t because they weren’t GOOD.” The hand still on his shoulder tightened in a squeeze. “Listen, it hurts me to see you like this, you know? You’re my friend. I want you to feel better. Tell me what I can do for you.”

Kai raised his head. “You really want to know?” he said.

“Yes,” Aoi said. “Tell me what it is, and I’ll do it.”

Kai took another big drink, put the glass down, and said, “I want you to make love to me.”

Okay, he didn’t see THAT one coming. To the point where he choked and spluttered, coming close to spewing booze from one end of the bar to the other. “You . . . what?” he said.

“You heard me,” Kai said. “I need to feel, I don’t know . . .” He slumped into his drink.

“Beautiful?” Aoi said. “And loved?”

Kai just nodded.

Aoi wrapped an arm around his shoulders. “You don’t have to feel beautiful,” he said. “You ARE beautiful. Hell, you’re one of the hottest men I’ve ever seen in my life. Only reason I haven’t tried to get you in bed before is . . .” He chuckled. “It’s kind of uncool to hit on the bandleader.”

Kai just took another drink. Yeah, Aoi was going to have to follow through on the request if he didn’t want to be scraping the man off the floor later.

“As for loved? You have no idea how much you mean to us. All of us. Hell, I can’t imagine not having you. Life without Kai would be . . . well, just not LIFE, you know?”

Kai just looked up at him, slowly. “So . . . will you . . .”

Aoi bent over, bringing his lips to the other man’s. The hell with any reporters who might be in here, or gossipy fangirls who would post about this on Tanuki. Nobody believed that shit anyway.

Kai kissed back with eagerness, hands tangling in the back of his bandmate’s hair, pulling him closer. Aoi parted his lips, letting his tongue slide into Kai’s mouth – just enough so he’d feel it, a promise of more to come.

The guitarist eased back from his friend, still touching his hair. “Does that answer your question?” he said.

Kai had just the hint of his usual sunshine smile dancing around his mouth. It was enough to tell Aoi they were moving in the right direction.

“Let’s go,” Kai said.

Aoi quickly paid the tab for both of them. Well, he was hoping he’d get laid tonight, but he wasn’t exactly counting on it being one of his bandmates. Not that he was complaining.

He wasn’t kidding when he said he’d considered taking Kai home before.

* * *

As soon as the door of Aoi’s apartment shut behind them, Kai grabbed the other man and shoved him against the wall, mouth devouring his hungrily, hands starting to pull at his buttons.

Well, so much for offering him another drink and some snacks beforehand.

Aoi opened his mouth with a small moan, feeling the bandleader’s tongue searching for his, as if looking for a light in the darkness. His hands started to roam Kai’s body, thinking damn, he really has been working out, I’m going to enjoy this even more than I . ..

His thoughts were interrupted by sharp teeth nipping at his neck, making him give a start and cry out. Wait a second, this WAS Kai he’d brought home, right? He didn’t thought he’d be that damn . . .

And there went his shirt buttons, popping off and rolling all over the floor as Kai literally tore the garment open. Good thing he decided to not wear anything new.

The thing slid down his arms, and he pulled it down and off, letting out a moan as Kai’s mouth latched on to his nipple, sucking hard, fingernails raking lightly down Aoi’s chest and stomach. Holy hellcakes, he was turning into an animal.

Not that Aoi exactly minded it. Hell, no. It had been a long time since he’d been thoroughly ravished like this – and given that it was Kai, of all people, that just made it more exciting.

Kai’s tongue flicked at the hardened bud as his fingers fumbled with the snap of Aoi’s pants, yanking it down, pushing the fabric away roughly. The guitarist felt fingers wrap around his length, firmly, just as the mouth moved to the other nipple – and bit. The combination of pleasure and pain screamed through his body, making him cry out.

Oh, my God, this was a side of Kai he’d never seen. Didn’t he always describe himself as a masochist? Well, okay, there was the fact that the staff was afraid of him, but that had nothing to do with sex!

There was a thumb rubbing over the tip of his cock, and teeth scraping his nipple again, and Aoi shuddered hard, clinging to the other man, lost in intense sensation. “Are you going to spank me next?” he panted.

A slight pause followed, just long enough for Kai to stand up and strip off his clothes, revealing that he was already fully erect. And then, Aoi was grabbed by the hand, dragged over to the couch and pulled across Kai’s lap.

Dear mother of mascara, he was kidding about that. Kidding! But he just had time to gasp “My safeword is ‘ramen’” before the broad hand crashed down on his bottom, stealing his breath from him.

This was crazy. It was utterly insane. And it was KAI, of all people. But it was also exciting and intense and erotic – he hadn’t had a good spanking in a very long time, and Kai had hands made for it.

Another smack landed on the left side of his ass, then on the right side again, the slaps measured and controlled, delivering just the right amount of burn and sting, enough to make Aoi moan and cling to the fabric of the couch.

And he didn’t let up. One spank after another, hitting him in perfect rhythm, well, of course he’d have that, he’s a fucking drummer, right, and oh, Lord, was he curving his hand just enough to make the slaps more intense . . .

Aoi was completely lost in sensation, in a state of total surrender, bottom arched up toward the man who was delivering such exquisite pain and pleasure. He was so used to being in control during sex, it was something new and hot to let someone else be in the driver’s seat.

“Had enough?” Kai asked, raising his hand, and Aoi nodded. He felt himself pulled up, until he was face-to-face with Kai . . .

And then, he was kissed with surprising sweetness and tenderness, given what had gone before. It caught him completely off-guard yet again, and he surrendered to it eagerly, letting Kai’s mouth caress his, feeling gentle hands on his body, stroking his skin.

The other man’s mouth parted from his, and Kai said in a no-nonsense voice, “Stand up and bend over.” Aoi did, hands braced on the couch, ass pushed out, panting in anticipation.

He heard Kai fumbling around in his discarded pants for condoms and lube – he’d probably thought he’d be getting lucky with his crush tonight. He waited to feel one of the other man’s broad fingers penetrating him . . .

Instead, Kai dropped down behind him and sank his teeth into his ass, making Aoi jump and cry out again – especially since his bottom was already sensitive from the spanking. And then, the lubed finger was pushing inside, stretching him gently, starting to push in and out . . . when Aoi moaned in pleasure, Kai bit his ass again, just leading to an even louder moan.

When the second finger slipped in, Aoi’s head was hanging down, his breath coming in pants, his hands gripping the couch. He was completely lost in intense sensation, reveling in it completely, feeling utterly at the mercy of his leader in the best possible way. He thrust back against the fingers, trying to get Kai to stretch him faster, but got another bite for his troubles – as if to say, “Remember who’s in charge here.”

This, when Kai said a gentle, submissive “Make love to me?” Aoi would like to see what would happen if Kai had said, “I want to surrender to you tonight.” He’d probably end up chained to the wall, being flogged.

Not that that idea didn’t have enticing possibilities . . .

The third finger slipped in, and Aoi murmured, “Yes, yes, I’m ready, Kai, I’m so ready . . .” He just needed to be fucked right now. He needed Kai to slam himself into him and complete the possession, to bring both of them to screaming ecstasy.

A pause, during which he heard the tearing of a condom packet and the squish of lube, and then there were hands gripping his hips and a cock pressing against his entrance, making him moan loudly.

“Do you want this?” Kai said.


“Beg, then,” Kai replied, hands gripping his hips harder, fingers digging into his skin.

Aoi gasped. “Please,” he said. “Please, I need your cock in me, I have to have it . . .”

“How much do you want it?” said Kai.

“So much I ache inside,” Aoi moaned. “Please, please, I’ll explode if you don’t . . .”

And then Kai began pushing inside with more care and tenderness than his harsh words would lead one to expect, and Aoi gripped the couch, gasping again. Oh, my God, he was so full of surprises, why the fuck didn’t he know Kai could be such an exciting lover, he should have just said the hell with what people thought . . .

Kai paused when he was fully sheathed, leaning over, gently kissing Aoi’s ear and neck, and Aoi purred beneath the attention.

Then, as his hips started to move, he caught the other man’s earring in his teeth and gave a sharp tug . . . followed by his mouth moving to Aoi’s neck and delivering a sharp bite.

“Aaah!” Aoi cried. “Oh, my God, Kai . . .”

The drummer was starting to thrust faster and harder now, and Aoi pushed his hips back against him, meeting him stroke for stroke, just letting out wordless groans and cries, feeling almost carried outside his physical body by the intensity of it all.

The sharp, relentless bites were alternating with sensual, tender licks, Kai’s tongue sweeping from the bottom of his neck to the top, before his teeth came down on him again – just as his cock hit a sweet spot inside Aoi, creating a luscious, shuddery contrast of pleasure and pain.

He didn’t know where Kai learned to do this, didn’t know if it was something he regularly did with lovers or if it was a one-time experiment. He just knew that he was the luckiest fucking man in the world right now.

Kai was speeding up, pounding into him relentlessly, and now his hands were moving along his sides, nails scratching just hard enough for him to feel it, enough for his moans to grow even more intense, his hands gripping the back of the couch, his heart hammering as if it was a drum that Kai was playing . . .

“Tell me you want to come,” Kai panted, before a deep, hard thrust that seemed to strike the very core of his lover, stealing Aoi’s breath yet again.

“Yes,” Aoi gasped. “I need to come, please, please let me . . .”

Kai’s fingers curled around his cock, but didn’t stroke. “Tell me again,” he panted.

“Please,” Aoi groaned. “I’m on fire, I’m burning for you, please, please, make me come, Kai, please . . .”

There was a rapid bush of fingers on his erection, and a thumb rubbing over the tip, and suddenly, Aoi let go, nearly screaming as his release poured over his lover’s fingers – and then, with a hard thrust inside him, Kai let out a feral cry and came as well, head falling over onto Aoi’s chest as he felt the last pulses of pleasure.

They collapsed onto the couch, trembling, and Kai gathered Aoi in his arms, kissing and stroking him, holding him close. Aoi just closed his eyes and surrendered to the ministrations.

He couldn’t remember the last time he’d had an experience quite this intense.

Kai gently tipped Aoi’s chin up so he could kiss him. “Thank you,” he said. “I needed that.”

“I needed that, too,” Aoi said. “I just didn’t know until you started.”

“I thought about this before,” Kai said. “Taking you home, I mean. I just didn’t do it because I didn’t want to . . .”

“Look like you were taking advantage of your leadership?” Aoi said.

Kai nodded.

“Don’t have to worry about that. With leadership like yours, I don’t think anyone will dare challenge you.” And he meant both in and out of bed, thank you very much.

Kai laughed, kissed Aoi again and pulled him closer. Yes, there was a condom and cleanup to deal with . . . but that could wait for another moment.

“Do you want to know what he said to me when he turned me down?” Kai said.

Him? Oh, yeah, Kai had been rejected by his crush. Some guy from Kagrra. His mind was so thoroughly blown that Aoi had forgotten why they were there in the first place.

“What did he say?” Aoi said.

“He’d heard that I could be a sadist in bed, and he wasn’t into that,” Kai said.

“Can’t see where he’d get that idea,” Aoi murmured, hand coming up to rub at the bites on his neck. The makeup artists were going to have a fun time with that one. Fuck it, it was worth it.

Kai leaned his head against Aoi’s. “Can I stay the whole night?” he said.

“Are you kidding?” Aoi said. “Of course you can. Just, let’s move the next round of action to the bedroom. It’ll be comfortable, and . . .” He reached up and stroked the other man’s hair. “You can tie me to the bedpost with a scarf.”

They looked into each other’s eyes, and then laughed, softly.

Aoi had come here to offer a healing cock. He’d gotten so much more in return. And he was eager to see how much more he was going to get.

* * *

Word apparently spread fast about Kai’s little hit-on-his-crush-in-public adventure. Aoi found himself deluged with texts from Kazuki (“Is everyone in your band such a creeper?”) to Hiroto (“Kai’s not like this all the time, right?”) to Reita (“I heard there’s now an official PSC betting pool for how long until Naoki takes out a restraining order against Kai.”)

Aoi didn’t care. There would be no more stalker behavior, no restraining orders. He was making damn sure Kai forgot that guy, and forgot him thoroughly. And then, he’d make sure he never thought of him again.

He didn’t care what the makeup artists had to say about his bite marks, either.


( 19 comments — Leave a comment )
Dec. 31st, 2012 05:38 pm (UTC)
My first smut fic of the year and it deserved the spot!

This is just pure genius. Love how you related the plot to Kai's recent scandal/issue and I lol'd so hard, especially at the end, hahahaha! But Kai was so cute when he was being creepy. Like, while reading the entire translation of the interview, all I could think about was creepy!Kai = HOT! Hahahaha!

And don't even get me started with Aoi's safe word, Ramen! Hahahaha! That was epic!

I love this fic. It's hot and sadistic!Kai is so freaking delish~ Yum!

Thank you for sharing and happy new year~ ^^
Jan. 13th, 2013 04:09 pm (UTC)
Oh, the Kai-being-a-creeper thing had to get its own fanfic. Seriously, he hit on the guy like a sledgehammer. And I figured he'd get turned down, because poor Naoki was flat-out squirming. XD (Plus, "ramen" seems like such a VK safeword to use, since they all seem to eat it all the time. XD) Thanks for reading!
Dec. 31st, 2012 06:55 pm (UTC)
yep---this is exactly what I needed to make me smile on a depressing new yr eve!!! God I love how you write <3
Jan. 13th, 2013 04:10 pm (UTC)
Thank you! I'm so glad I could dispel some of the New Year's gloom - hope the rest of the year gets better for you!
Jan. 13th, 2013 09:27 pm (UTC)
yes~~~ your amusing writing is always a good way to cheer up!!! I hope it does too I can't take much more drama T_T
Dec. 31st, 2012 07:36 pm (UTC)
That “My safeword is ‘ramen’”-part cracked me up, haha. This was fantastic, thanks for sharing! I've been thinking how epic that thing with Kai and Naoki was and then you go and add Aoi into it... I have no words.
Jan. 13th, 2013 04:14 pm (UTC)
Given that visual kei people talk all the time about eating ramen, I figured it would be an appropriate safeword for one of them. (I also saw "glitter" recently used as a safeword in another fic, which is also appropriate!) Thanks for reading!
Dec. 31st, 2012 08:17 pm (UTC)
For a second I thought those texts from Kazuki and Hiroto were true XD
Ohh God, Ramen for a safe word hahahaha.
This was epic!
In the interview I thought Kai was pretty smooth.
Jan. 13th, 2013 04:15 pm (UTC)
Ha, the texts almost could have been real - I can imagine people listening to that radio interview aghast. "Holy crap, I can't believe he's hitting on him so blatantly!" (Seriously, it seemed like he was seconds away from giving him an indecent proposal right on the air). Thank you so much for reading!
Jan. 13th, 2013 05:09 pm (UTC)
Well Ruki did tweet about Kai so they might have sent texts lol.
While reading the interview I was like, 'I ALWAYS THOUGHT KAI WAS SHY AND UKE LIKE HIS SURNAME...' I was so wrong.
No prob! I really love your fics. I think I've read almost all of them OwO
Jan. 1st, 2013 10:28 am (UTC)
... the ending was so epic XD

Ah~ I have a feeling that this year will be good to me ~ (●´∀`●)

Thanks for sharing this! I really love reading your fics ♥ ლ(́◉◞౪◟◉‵ლ)
Jan. 13th, 2013 04:16 pm (UTC)
I'm glad I could start off your year with a good fic! (And I'm really glad that you liked the ending! I don't think he'd mind having to hide those bite marks). Thanks for reading!
Jan. 2nd, 2013 08:57 pm (UTC)
Teeheehee I loved it.

I'm normally not in to Aoi being on bottom or spanking but this was awesome! I loved how Kai switched things up so much going from sadistic to slow sensual and caring.
Jan. 13th, 2013 04:18 pm (UTC)
Thank you - and I'm especially glad that you enjoyed it even though you don't normally like Aoi being on the bottom! (I usually write him as a seme, but this story called for him being the submissive one). And Kai really is a caring guy at heart - despite liking to spank guys. XD Thanks again!
Jan. 4th, 2013 08:57 am (UTC)
You just made my night ^w^~!
Jan. 13th, 2013 04:18 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much, I'm glad you enjoyed it!
Jan. 5th, 2013 07:06 am (UTC)
niiice ^^b

whoo kai baby!
Jan. 13th, 2013 04:19 pm (UTC)
Hee, hee, Kai was very much an in-control guy in this fanfic, both in the way he went after his crush and how he was very seme with Aoi afterward. Thank you for reading, I'm glad you enjoyed it!
Feb. 12th, 2013 06:52 am (UTC)
Aoi said a lot of "hell" here..lol
and there.. "or gossipy fangirls who would post about this on Tanuki. Nobody believed that shit anyway." ..ROFLMAO..
And then, "Dear mother of mascara,.." and the rest of paragraph after that..I had to laugh of that one..

And the smut..I'm one of those people who wouldn't say NO to on-charge!Kai x submissive!Aoi..yes! You made my day hotter than it had to..thank you very much~
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