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Title: Boyfriend Material
Chapter: Standalone
Author: Boots
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Pure PWP smut
Warnings: Male/male sex, dirty talk
Pairing: Aoi X Ruki, one-sided OC/Ruki
Disclaimer: Boys belong to PS Company, I own the story only.
Summary: Ruki has a stalker that he’s desperate to get rid of. Aoi offers to pose as his boyfriend to discourage the guy. But the fake date is about to lead to something very real – and hot.
Comments: A fill for the GazettE Kink/Porn Meme. Prompt: Any pairing you want - one gazette member is getting unwanted attention from an outside jrocker, and asks another gazette member to pretend to be his boyfriend to make the other guy stop. And then they end up having sex. ^_^ I made up an original character to be Ruki’s stalker, rather than put an actual person in that role – Musashi and his group are not meant to represent any actual J-rocker or band.

Ruki was not exactly in a good mood as he walked into the studio. Not at all. In fact, he was looking at his phone as if it were going to blow up in his face any moment.

So intense were the negative vibes coming off him that they got Aoi to look up from his guitar and pay attention – a rare thing indeed. When Aoi was “in the zone” playing, a chorus line of hippos dancing the can-can could pass in front of him and he wouldn’t notice.

“Hey,” he said. “What’s wrong?”

Ruki scowled at his phone. “It’s him again,” he said.

Well, that covered a narrow area, didn’t it? No less than just about every person they knew in the industry. “Him?”

“My fucking stalker,” Ruki said. “Musashi.”

“Oh,” Aoi said. “HIM.”

Musashi was a vocalist for another band – Cœur de la Rose, a heavy-costumes-and-makeup group that was with a non-PSC company. They had a pretty decent following, though nothing near the size of GazettE’s. They’d met GazettE some time ago, and Ruki, out of the goodness of his heart, gave Musashi his phone number and offered to mentor him – something he’d done for other vocalists, like Shou and Ryouga.

It was something he now regretted with his entire heart, because the bastard took it as an open invitation to try to date him.

“Yes, him,” Ruki said. “the bane of my fucking existence. I don’t know how many times I told him I’m just not interested. He keeps calling and texting me anyway. He seems to think that if he does that enough, I’ll come begging for his cock. The only thing I’m begging for is for him to shut the fuck up and leave me alone!”

“Tell him you don’t date musicians outside your band,” Aoi said.

“I tried,” Ruki said. “You think that would stop him?”

“Tell him you’re straight?”

“Like he’s going to believe that,” Ruki snorted. It was pretty well-known that Ruki had dated both Reita and Kai – before the latter and Uruha became joined at the hip – in the past.

“Tell him you have a boyfriend,” Aoi said.

“Yeah, and again, you think he’ll believe it?” Ruki said. “Only way he would is if he saw me making out with the guy in front of him.”

“What if you had someone willing to pose as your boyfriend?” Aoi said.

Ruki blinked, slowly. “What the hell do you mean by that?”

“I mean what I said. Look, you know and I know that he’s probably going to be at the Shoxx party tomorrow. What if you accidentally on purpose happened to kiss your so-called boyfriend in front of him?”

“And where would this boyfriend come from?” Ruki said, leaning over toward his bandmate with a glare.

“Right here, of course,” Aoi said. “I’ll be your boyfriend.”

“You?” Ruki gave a rueful laugh. “You’re supposed to be believable as my boyfriend?”

“Why not?” Aoi said. “We’re in the same band. I’m hot. Why wouldn’t you be dating me?”

“Because you’re the biggest serial dater in Japan,” Ruki said. “You couldn’t commit to one guy if you had a gun to your head.”

“Hey!” Aoi said. “I’m boyfriend material!”

“Oh, sure, you are,” Ruki said. “You have more boyfriends than a Barbie in a Ken doll warehouse.”

“Okay, so I like to hang out with a few different guys,” Aoi said. “Does that mean I couldn’t have had a change of heart and decided to commit to you?”

“Do we want to have people all over the party dropping dead from shock?” Ruki retorted.

“Can’t we just try it?” Aoi said. “It will be worth it, I promise. He’ll leave you alone. Just for one night, right?”

Ruki sighed, running his hand over his head. Well, he sure as fuck wanted to get rid of his stalker. And Aoi was right – conventional means of discouraging the attention weren’t working.

“All right,” he grumbled. “We’ll try it. And if it doesn’t seem to be working, we drop the act immediately.”

“Promise,” Aoi said, holding his hand up. “But you won’t regret it. I’ll make sure you’re begging for more.”

“What?” Ruki said.

“Well, if we’re going to have to make out to do this, we might as well enjoy it, right?”

Ruki sighed again. This had better fucking work. If it didn’t, he was going to take Aoi and his stalker and bang their heads together.

* * *

The Shoxx party was one of those anyone-who-was-everyone-had-to-be-there events. Ruki and Aoi entered a room full of sempais and koheis, living legends and up-and-comers.

There were friends of theirs in the room, too. Ruki really did want to say hi to Shou and Hiroto, who were sitting at a table with Hiroto’s best friend, K. But he wanted to get this over with first.

He didn’t want to have to explain to his friends why he was clinging to Aoi’s arm like a leech. All to free himself from a cockroach. It was enough to make one laugh like a hyena.

And there was their target for the evening, sitting at a table with some of his bandmates. He was overdressed, overstyled and over-made up for a party even by visual kei standards, his torso clad in a midnight velvet waistcoat, his flaming red hair billowing around his head in heavily-sprayed clouds.

He spotted Ruki and waved wildly. “Ruki-saaaaan! Hello!”

“This is it,” Aoi whispered. “Showtime. You pretend to be too into me to notice him.”

“What am I supposed to do?” Ruki whispered.

“Just look into my eyes,” Aoi whispered back.

Fine, he’d perform this charade, then get over to the other side of the room. Maybe he’d even have a drink. Ruki didn’t usually consume alcohol, but if any occasion called for it, it was this one.

He grabbed Aoi’s hand and stared at his bandmate’s face, focusing on the eyes, trying to appear to be swoony and romantic. They were very nice eyes, actually. There was an awful lot of soul there. Aoi was always the type who displayed his emotions right up front – sometimes, a bit too much – but when you looked in those eyes . . . you got the impression that he might still have secrets.

Maybe those secrets could only be unlocked by a true lover, someone he trusted to get truly close to him, and where the fuck were these thoughts coming from? Good Lord, someone just hit him over the head with a shovel right now, before he . . .

“We have his attention,” Aoi whispered.

“We do?” Ruki replied. And, dammit, why was he still looking into those eyes, as if he could never look away?

“He’s looking over at us.” Aoi broke the eye contact to nod over toward the stalker, and Ruki almost felt it like a physical loss.

“”So . . . what are we supposed to do about it?” Oh, he knew the answer, all right.

“This means . . .” Aoi’s hand was on the side of Ruki’s face, and it was warm, and those fingers were surprisingly gentle. Ruki had always thought of his bandmate’s hands being strong. Wait, when did he ever think about Aoi’s hands before?

“It’s time for the main event,” Aoi said, and those fingers were running over Ruki’s face, caressing it, and then Aoi was leaning over toward him, breath hot on Ruki’s face . . .

His heart was racing. Jesus Christ. It was pounding like a thunderstorm. This wasn’t happening. It couldn’t be. This was Aoi, for fuck’s sake. The serial dater. The egotistical “superstar.” The . . .

And then, there were warm lips on his, soft and strong at the same time, and arms encircling him, pulling him close. Ruki found himself flattened against another man’s chest, strong and smooth and sexy, and he was overwhelmed with the scent of leather and smoke and spice, and . . .

Oh, yes, a tongue on his, sliding against it, and Ruki stroked back, hands clinging to Aoi’s shirt, hips pushing against his, and dear Lord, was he starting to get hard? But it was no fucking wonder, the way he was being kissed, his mouth being caressed and loved and tongue-fucked . . .

He was losing himself in the kiss, utterly surrendering to it, forgetting entirely the reason why it was taking place originally. All he was aware of was the other man’s body, and his heat, and his scent, and . . .

Their lips broke apart, and Ruki tipped his head back with a gasp, feeling Aoi kiss his way down his neck, nibbling and licking. He found himself tangling his fingers in the guitarist’s hair, pulling him closer.

Aoi licked slowly upward, tongue tracing a wet trail up Ruki’s neck until he got to his earlobe, which he nipped. “I have a room upstairs,” he breathed into Ruki’s ear.

Ruki didn’t have to think about what was said, didn’t have to process it. There was only one possible answer.

“Let’s go,” he said.

* * *

He didn’t remember much about the trip through the ballroom, through the lobby and to the elevator. All he remembered was that he was still kissing Aoi as much as possible, lips locked as they walked, then breaking apart so they could navigate their way through the crowd, then kissing again.

Everyone was seeing them, of course. Ruki didn’t give a fuck. The entire goddamn world could be looking at them. All he was focused on now was getting Aoi naked so he could put his hands all over him.

This was insanity, of course. Contrary to his stage image, he usually didn’t do casual fucks on a whim. He definitely didn’t do them with guys who went through men like a J-rocker went through eyeliner.

But here he was, pushed up against the wall of the elevator, panting, Aoi’s knee pressed between his thighs, pushing upward, putting just enough pressure to make his whole body throb and want more.

“You can’t wait, can you?” Aoi murmured, before sucking at a sensitive spot on Ruki’s throat, bringing another moan. “You want to have my cock in you.”

“Shut up,” Ruki mumbled.

“Oh?” said Aoi. “Are you going to give me something better to put in my mouth?”

Fortunately, the elevator arrived at their floor at that moment, because if it didn’t, Ruki was going to tear Aoi’s clothes off and molest him then and there, and that would be a bit of a surprise to the next person who used the elevator, wouldn’t it?

The doors opened, and Ruki let Aoi propel him through the hall, pulling his key card out of his pocket, pushing it though the slot in the doorway. Ruki didn’t care about what was on the other side. Yes, it was probably another cookie-cutter hotel, with uncomfortable fucking bedding. The hell with it. He’d let Aoi fuck him on top of the covers.

He felt himself pushed through the doorway, and heard a slam behind him. And then, he was backed up against another wall, his lips claimed again, and he pushed his tongue forward, looking to ravish Aoi’s mouth this time.

Ruki’s hands found the front of the guitarist’s shirt, starting to unfasten buttons rapidly, and he felt the other man do the same to him. Good – the sooner they could get naked, the better.

Garments fell to the floor one by one, and then he found himself propelled once more, this time through the mass of plush carpeting and dark wood furniture that made up every hotel room, illuminated only by the moon outside. Aoi dropped something he'd fished out of his pocket to the mattress, and Ruki found himself pushed backward, tumbling, tumbling until his back collided with the bedding.

Then, there was a tall, lean body on top of him, all flat planes, smooth skin and rippling muscles. This was a wet dream come to life, with the hot mouth plundering his again, the hard cock pressing and rubbing against his.

“Oh, fuck,” Ruki murmured, as Aoi’s teeth nipped at his neck again. “Oh, fuck!”

“That’s what I’m going to do.” Aoi began to move down Ruki’s body, nibbling at his collarbone, kissing his chest. “I’m going to fuck you so hard and so deep you’re going to feel like it’s going to come out the other end. You’re going to be screaming by the time I’m done with you.”

He moved down further, until he came to a nipple, which he stroked with his tongue, making the man under him shiver. Aoi pulled it in his lips, sucking on it, then licking, exploring the surface, feeling the lusciously rough texture around the bud, and then the hard peak itself.

He raised his head. “Mmm, such delicious nipples you have. Why do you hide them from everyone?”

But Ruki wasn’t capable of speech at this point. He was just lying there on top of the bedding in an erotic daze, his entire world reduced to that little pinpoint of heat and wetness on his body. He writhed underneath the other man, his body seeming to echo the rise and fall of the tides.

“Mmm, you hide too much.” Aoi kissed the other nipple. “These delicious things, and . . .”

His hands were on Ruki’s thighs, stroking where they were most sensitive, very gently pinching, making the other man cry out louder – especially when he started sucking again, mouth drawing on heated, sensitive flesh.

Oh, God, oh, God, he had to give back at least some of this pleasure. He couldn’t just lie here and let himself be ravished. He’d explode.

He suddenly wrapped his arms around Aoi and flipped them both over so that he was on top, earning a groan of surprise and delight from the other man. He lowered his head, determined to do what Aoi had done to him, taking a nipple in his lips, swirling his tongue over it.

Aoi, unlike Ruki, had no qualms about sharing this part of him with the world – their Dim Scene live had made it obvious. Too fucking bad, those hard, dark buds were all Ruki’s now.

He moved to the other nipple, feasting on it, drawing it in his lips and licking, slowly. He heard the other man’s moan of delight, felt hands move over his hair.

And then his tongue continued to move, to explore, brushing over his torso, feeling the ridges of muscles – he was strong and athletic, not just skinny-skinny like a lot of men in their profession. It made him all the sexier.

He traced wet rings around his new lover’s navel, and then moved over his belly, following the line of a muscle, feeling the way his skin was molded to it. Aoi might as well have been sculpted by the hand of a particularly benevolent deity.

Further down he moved, over hair that remained black despite Aoi’s tendency to regularly change the color of that which was on his head, and then lower . . .

Fuck, his cock was big. His brags about “Mt. Fuji” were no idle boasting. He ran his tongue up the side of the shaft, tracing the line of a vein, hearing the delicious sound of a moan and an “Oh, yeah . . .”

And then he reached the tip, and he froze in surprise.

He knew that Aoi used to overdo it with the rock star piercings. He’d taken most of them out. But the little barbell under the head of his cock? Oh, yes, that was going nowhere.

“You found my surprise,” Aoi said. “Just imagine that inside you, Ruki. Think of how that’s going to feel rubbing all over the place. You want to feel it right against THAT spot, don’t you?”

Oh, hell. He hit Ruki’s thoughts right on the mark, dammit. And he HAD to have it. Now. Ruki moved away from Aoi and got on all fours on the bed, leaning over so his head was resting on his arms, lovely ass in the air.

It was a perfect position of submission, a signal to Aoi that he was to get him ready and take him as soon as possible.

“Look at that,” Aoi murmured as he felt for the condom and lube he’d salvaged from his pants pocket. “And that’s all for me.” He squeezed the slick liquid on his fingers and Ruki felt pressure at his entrance . . .

The first digit slipped inside, and Ruki gripped the hated hotel bedding, moaning in pleasure. He could be lying on sandpaper right now and he wouldn’t care.

“You really can’t wait now,” Aoi murmured as he gently thrust in and out, opening Ruki up. “You need my cock bad. And you’re going to get it – as much as you can take.”

The second finger pushed in, and Ruki thrust back against both of them, wanting deep, hard penetration. Merciful fuck, he loved the feeling of something hard and hot inside him anyway, but when what was about to be pushed in you was a big thing with a piercing . . .

He wanted no pain to come from this. Just the purest pleasure.

By the time the third finger was in him, he was rocking his hips backward, thrusting against him. “That’s it,” Aoi murmured. “Fuck yourself on my fingers. Make yourself feel good. God, look at all you can take. Do you play with toys, Ruki? Would you play with one with me watching you?” He leaned over and kissed the other man’s ear. “I have some nice ones at my apartment.”

“Fuck, fuck” Ruki murmured. It didn’t even register in his mind that Aoi was proposing extending this beyond a one-night stand. All he cared about was that the fingers were sliding out of him now, and he could hear Aoi tearing the condom packet.

He felt lube being poured in the cleft of his ass, and then hands gripping his hips, something hard against his opening . . .

And then Aoi was moving inside, stretching him, creating a mix of pleasure and pain that was almost overwhelming. Ruki gripped the bed, letting out a loud moan.

“This was what you were waiting for,” Aoi said. “Enjoy it. Feel every bit of it.” He leaned over. “Mmm, you’re a cock whore, aren’t you? You’re a guy who loves getting fucked.”

Okay, Aoi was right about that, and he was also right that Ruki had penetrating sex toys at home, and he hated when he was right sometimes, because all he wanted was more and more and more of . . .

Dear God, he WAS going deep, wasn’t he? Ruki nearly bit his own tongue as Aoi filled him, and filled him some more, until he thought he was going to burst.

And then, Aoi was pausing, and leaning over to kiss his neck . . . and dammit, Ruki was flat-out shaking, wasn’t he? Oh, yes, he was trembling with lust from head to toe.

“Relax,” the other man murmured. “Just relax, and let me fuck you.”

The cock was moving, and that metal thing was brushing over all Ruki’s sensitive spots, and he was moaning, grabbing the bed again, thinking he was going to catch on fire.

“Tell me what you want,” Aoi said. “I want to hear it.”

“I want you to fuck me hard and fast and deep,” Ruki said. “I want you so far in me that I don’t know where you end and I begin.”

“Mmm, that’s my dirty boy.” And Aoi’s hips were moving faster, and Ruki was getting his hard fucking, all right, the big, hard thing possessing him entirely, the little ornament caressing him from within.

As Aoi sped up, Ruki thrust back against him, their hips smacking together, the sounds of flesh hitting flesh just joining the ragged symphony of moans and panting.

“Look at all you can take,” Aoi murmured. “You can’t get enough cock. What else can you take, Ruki? My whole hand in you? Could you handle two men fucking you at once?”

The outrageous fantasies – things Ruki had never even considered before – were firing his imagination all the more, and making him thrust against Aoi faster, harder. He was lost in an erotic haze, drenched in sweat, hair a mess, but at the same time, he had never looked more beautiful.

He imagined what Aoi must look like behind him, beautiful face bearing an expression of bliss, beads of sweat running down the ridges of his chest and stomach, hips snapping forward as he claimed his prize . . .

And then, the little bit of metal hit Ruki’s prostate, and he couldn’t think anymore. He could only surrender to white heat, to fireworks exploding through every part of him, and yes, he let out a scream as Aoi predicted he would.

“Oh, yes,” Aoi said. “You love this.” Another hard thrust, and another explosion, more intense than the first. Ruki could feel his bones turning to molten metal. “You’re going to come, aren’t you?”

Come? He hadn’t come yet? Good Lord, if what he’d felt had been just pre-orgasmic tremors, what would the real thing be like? All he managed to moan was “Aoi . . .”

There were fingers wrapping around his cock, stroking rapidly, and another hard hit to his prostate. And then he was coming undone, screaming like he never had during climax before, body trembling so intensely he thought his bones were becoming unlatched. He was overwhelmed with wave after wave of ecstasy, each more delicious than the one before, and finally . . .

He sagged to the bed, completely, totally and utterly spent. Somewhere a million miles away, he heard Aoi cry out, felt a last hard thrust into his body.

And then Aoi was lying next to him, pulling him into an embrace and kiss, and Ruki was kissing back, then resting his heat on Aoi’s chest, letting out a deep sigh.

Aoi’s fingers brushed over Ruki’s hair. “Bet your stalker has forgotten all about you now,” he said.

Stalker? Christ, he’d forgotten all about that. Yes, yes, that was the reason they were here tonight, wasn’t it, to ditch the guy who was stalking him. Fuck all if that mattered anymore.

Ruki just gave a little grunt and snuggled further against Aoi, who chuckled and kissed the top of his head.

“I’ve got a confession to make,” he said. “I proposed getting rid of your stalker like that because I really did want to go out with you. Not just fuck you – go out with you.” He nuzzled Ruki. “But the fucking sure as hell didn’t hurt.”

Ruki raised his head. “Why didn’t you just ask?”

“Think you would have accepted?”

Ruki knew the answer to that. He remembered his initial objections to even the fake date, given Aoi’s track record.

Aoi snuggled against him again. “Look. The only reason I fucked so many other guys is I didn’t think I’d have a shot at you. Which just gave me even less of a shot at you, because the more guys I fucked, the less likely you were to date me. This . . .” He kissed Ruki’s temple. “I saw it as my last chance.”

Ruki raised his head. “You’re willing to commit? Really commit? As in, be a REAL boyfriend?”

“I wouldn’t say that to just anyone,” Aoi said.

There was something sincere in the other man’s voice that made Ruki think that maybe this wasn’t just a pickup line – maybe he really was ready to get serious.

“All right,” he said. “But I’m holding you to the commitment thing, you know.”

Aoi kissed him. “You won’t have to hold me very hard.”

“I’ll believe it when I see it,” Ruki murmured.

But he couldn’t deny the warm glow he was feeling inside. Because now, he could admit to himself that he’d wanted this for a long time, too.

* * *

Ruki finally saw the text from his stalker sometime the next day, when he was wrapped in the tangled mess of sheets on Aoi’s bed. He’d heard the ping of a message sometime during the 69, then heard it again when he’d had his legs over Aoi’s shoulders.

The goddam phone could wait at those points. The entire world could wait.

But when they were between rounds, he finally grabbed the device and looked at it.

“Hi, Ruki-san,” the message said. “Look, I used to think that you and me could happen, but then, I saw you and Aoi at the party, and it was really obvious you belong together. So, we’re going to be just friends.”

Ruki signed in relief and dropped the phone. “Musashi,” he said. “He’s given up.”

“Good,” Aoi said. “What did he say? Heartbroken and crying crocodile tears?”

“No,” Ruki said. “He was very calm about it. He just said he saw us and decided we belonged together.”

“Well, we do, don’t we?” Aoi took Ruki’s hand and kissed it.

How fucking ironic was it that it took an annoying stalker for Ruki to see where his heart had really belonged all along? He almost felt like thanking the bastard. Almost.

“Yeah,” he said, snuggling against Aoi. “We do.”


( 30 comments — Leave a comment )
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Feb. 3rd, 2013 12:16 am (UTC)
c'mon thank him! XD
Feb. 3rd, 2013 04:46 pm (UTC)
Ruki's not about to thank his stalker. Thank Aoi for saving him, though? Oh, yes, a hundred times over. XD

Thanks for reading, I'm glad you enjoyed!
Feb. 3rd, 2013 12:27 am (UTC)
I LOVED THIS!!! I swear you have a way with the kink meme XD
But I love this to pieces and keep up the great work!!!
Feb. 3rd, 2013 04:50 pm (UTC)
Oh, the Kink Meme is a LOT of fun to work with! It's a bottomless pit of ideas for short and porny fics. ~_^ And this turned out to be a particularly good one. Thanks for reading - glad you liked it!
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Feb. 3rd, 2013 04:51 pm (UTC)
I figured if anyone in the GazettE would be able to bring his partner to near-climax from dirty talk alone, it would be Aoi. ~_^ (Ruki's department is more putting on a display visually).

So glad you enjoyed this!
Feb. 3rd, 2013 01:44 am (UTC)
Okay... this is definitely the best and hottest smut you have done for this pairing EVERRRRRRR.... like EVERRRRR... lwiejirgjroghgurhejbnbkjfhhr! Excuse me for my incoherent thoughts but I just need to bombard you with slidjgfergeorhrbnjbntibhu right now!!!


Okay, I'm calm now... somehow.

And this...

He didn’t want to have to explain to his friends why he was clinging to Aoi’s arm like a leech. All to free himself from a cockroach. It was enough to make one laugh like a hyena.

This was just really smart.

Very awesome job in this one! :D
Feb. 3rd, 2013 04:55 pm (UTC)
Whoa, that's a lot of keysmash! I guess the smut made an impact, then. ~_^

I'm so glad you picked up on my little play on song titles! When I put that in, I was wondering if anyone would realize what I did. XD. So glad you enjoyed the fic, thanks!
Feb. 3rd, 2013 02:59 am (UTC)
My room is effing HOT now, this is just sextremely beyons expected, I FUCKING LOVE IT, more because it's my OTP here *fans her self* Damn, I loooooove this so much, lemme add this to memories
Feb. 3rd, 2013 04:56 pm (UTC)
*sends over some of the very cold air we have around here to cool you down*

Thank you, and I'm honored you liked it that much! I'm also glad I could bring you something for your OTP, because this is a pairing that just does not get enough love.
Feb. 3rd, 2013 07:58 am (UTC)
Shoot it!!! So damn hot!!!! XD

Aoi you fucking hot animal!!
Ruki is just cute. ^_^
Feb. 3rd, 2013 04:58 pm (UTC)
"Hot animal" is a very good description for Aoi in this fic. XD He's pretty much a creature of pure sex - and, of course, it's impossible for Ruki to resist. (What mortal could?) Thanks so much for reading, so glad you enjoyed!
Feb. 3rd, 2013 11:22 am (UTC)
Oh yum, yes... Aoi's totally right, Ruki needs to expose his nipples to the world more! :D

Also, I really like that you made the stalker up. Better than besmirching a real rockers, uh, 'good' name, right? ;)

Edited at 2013-02-03 11:22 am (UTC)
Feb. 3rd, 2013 05:07 pm (UTC)
Oh, hell, YES, he needs to expose his nipples to the world more. I call him and Shou the Cocoon Boys because both of them seem physically allergic to taking off their shirts in public. (The irony here is that Ruki will perform masturbation dances, abuse canes, pole-dance with the mike stand, molest guitarists, lick everything in sight . . . but he won't flash a nipple, unless it happens by accident).

That's definitely the reason I didn't want to use a real musician as the stalker (and I put a disclaimer in to make damn sure nobody thought the stalker was a thinly disguised real person to boot). I figured that everyone in J-rock is somebody's bias, and I didn't want to upset or offend anyone's fans by portraying him as unbalanced and annoying. (Because, of course, I wouldn't know firsthand about having a bias who's mistreated by fanfic writers. Nope, not at all).
Feb. 3rd, 2013 11:32 am (UTC)
this was freaking awesome!!!!!!!!
Plz make more aoixruki fics there needs to be more aoruki♥
Feb. 3rd, 2013 05:08 pm (UTC)
I intend to - this pairing does not get nearly enough love, and it needs a lot more! I'm so glad you enjoyed this, thank you for reading!
Feb. 3rd, 2013 02:05 pm (UTC)
ne~Ruki, you get your self a boyfriend eh. And yes Ruki you must thanks him ^^
wow nice smut there *fans herself*
Feb. 3rd, 2013 05:10 pm (UTC)
Thank you! In a way, he does owe his stalker gratitude, doesn't he? He'd never know that he and Aoi were meant to be if not for this incident. Thank you so much for reading, so glad that you liked it!
Feb. 3rd, 2013 02:06 pm (UTC)
love the play on words... leech cockroach hyena... nice.

ruki- what a bad boy XD
aoi- <3

love it. sexy as Kai!! =)
Feb. 3rd, 2013 05:12 pm (UTC)
Thank you! And I'm so glad that you picked up on the play on song titles! I just wrote "clinging to Aoi like a leech" and then the rest of it just sort of flowed naturally. ~_^ I'm so glad you liked it, thanks for reading and commenting!
Feb. 3rd, 2013 03:13 pm (UTC)
This is perfect. Why is Aoi/Ruki such rare paring, when it's so awesome <3. I love the animal references and how you used Ruki's diva attitude and Aoi's superstar ego =)
Feb. 3rd, 2013 05:26 pm (UTC)
I've asked myself a lot why it's such a rare pairing. I think it's because Ruki never performs as much overt fanservice with Aoi as he does with Uruha or Reita - that and the fact that Reituki and Aoiha are pretty much considered the default pairings in this fandom. But there's plenty of more subtle hints - especially the song Cassis. Not only is the PV one giant hint for the Kai/Uruha and Aoi/Ruki pairings (the whole thing seems to be them yearning for each other), but the name "Cassis" itself seems to refer to the Creme de Cassis Hollyhock, which grows in Asia. "Hollyhock" in Japanese is, of course, "Aoi." (Citation for Creme de Cassis Hollyhock: http://ladies-with-bottle.blogspot.com/2010/09/creme-de-cassis-blackcurrants.html )
Feb. 4th, 2013 05:07 am (UTC)
Very entertaining! <3
Feb. 4th, 2013 07:12 am (UTC)
Its really is ironic how a stalker helped Aoi and Ruki get together XD
Ohh God. I love how Aoi talks dirty in your fics and the piercing mmmmmmm. *faints*
Feb. 5th, 2013 01:25 am (UTC)
My second favorite pairing!!! YIPPEE!!! This was the cherry that topped the sundae for me today. I was feeling SO crappy; however, THIS appeared and it made me giggly and melty, goopy, and with the biggest idiotic grin on my face HAHAHAHA!!

Wait, with all this stuff I read about Aoi having a cock piercing, I'm starting to wonder if he REALLY has one LMAO!!!
Feb. 5th, 2013 03:26 am (UTC)
This was absolutely amazing! So damn deliciously hot and sexy. Love Aoi to pieces and to see him written like this was like getting your cake and being able to eat it too with a cherry on top. I was glued to my screen waiting for it to start melting. So incredibly sexy and wonderfully written. Thank you!!!
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