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Title: The T.A.B.O.O. vs. Disco Star
Author: Fabi & Dani (
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br_arashi Thank you ♥Pairing: Sakuraiba (main), Ohmiya (mentioned)
Genre: Romance, Fluff and bit of Fantasy
Rating: NC-17 (This chapter)
Summary: 'What will happen when The T.A.B.O.O. meet the Disco Star? This is the history of the two most famous night clubs of the century.'
Disclaimer: I don't own them, sadly ;-;
Just a reminder, English is not our first language please be kind ♥
CHAPTER 6
Ninomiya rolled in bed unable to sleep. In fact, since he had woken up that morning, discovering that night of love with Satoshi wasn't just a dream, he couldn't stop thinking about the stripper.
He couldn't take off his head, the hurt eyes when he talked about the money or the words that followed later: "I always liked you ...".
What he meant by that statement? He sympathized with him as a client? He loved him as a man?
After that he couldn't do anything proper without those words come back in every moment with fluidity and strength. He couldn't pay attention at work, neither eat his lunch properly and skipped dinner. He wanted to see Satoshi and clarify the real meaning of those words.
Barely finished his working hours, took a quick shower and headed for the T.A.B.O.O., his chest oscillating between hope and doubt.
When he arrived, he was told by the attendant Satoshi was already reserved for Aoki-san, a former baseball player still quite popular in variety shows. Snorted angry, considering the possibility of leaving, but the urgency to see the stripper was stronger than anything.
He appeared more impressive than ever in his simple look. He wore a white tank top shirt which revealed the tanned shoulders, jeans and black boots. Satoshi wasn't the athletic type with built body. In fact, he was quite common to be compared to the other strippers of the house, but he have something in his aura of simplicity that distinguished him from the others, a mysterious expression that Ninomiya wanted to unravel from the first time he saw him.
His heart beat fast as he approached with enigmatic eyes giving any hint of what he was feeling: no trace of hurt as in the morning, but no affection as before, only seduction. Especially when he leaned on him after having showed the sleek butt on his face.
For a moment, he believed he would kiss him so close were his lips. And if he had approached just a centimeter, Ninomiya would have allowed him to do there in front of employees and all other customers of T.A.B.O.O.
But Satoshi pulled away, hinting a sexual move on his body while his eyes were still tied to their. He felt his arm hairs stand on in an indescribable thrill; his heart skipping excited, but at the same time, frustrated with the lack of touch. Kazunari wanted to pull Satoshi for him as the night before and claim him as his own.
But he couldn't keep the intense gaze, lowering his head beaten. It was clear for the stripper, what they had didn't meaning nothing more than a night of pleasure.
However, when Satoshi tried to pull away to go towards another customer, he stopped, his hand acting faster than his thoughts. Ninomiya stand up and turned to look at him, the words stuck in his throat. But they didn't come out and he just stroked his handsome face before turning back and leave the club. He couldn't bear to see Satoshi doing to anyone else in the same way what he just did to him.
He rolled over, bringing an extra pillow to his nose to try to absorb Satoshi scent, but as expected, there was no trace of his passage in that bed, unless the fragments of his memory.
If he hadn't drunk so much ...
But maybe if wasn't like that, he wouldn't had the courage to bring him home.
He closed his eyes trying to sleep, but was prevented by the intercom ring. He felt a shiver of excitement at the thought of who might be looking for him at that time, almost two in the morning.
- I'm sorry to bother you at this hour, Ninomiya-san. Ohno Satoshi-san are here in the gate wanting to talk to you. He said it was important - told the doorman in a apologetically way.
- It's okay - he barely managed to say, taken by an unusual anxiety to confirm his suspicions. - You can let he come in.
Ohno Satoshi...
Ohno...
It wasn't the first time he was hearing the full name of the stripper despite being policy of T.A.B.O.O. don't reveal the last names of its employees. They just presents with the first names and some of them were not even real.
But he was a computer whiz, having patented his first software at 12 y.o. Of course he could got some information and he had to confess, he looked for them in the first night, quite interested to know who was the mysterious stripper who had attracted more than his desire.
- Sorry appear at this time - Satoshi said, entering in the apartment without waiting for a formal invitation. - But I need you to tell me what happened earlier or I'll go crazy. I know I have no right to ask you anything - he said after taking off the shoes and then follow the host to the luxurious room. - But your actions confuse me, Ninomiya-san.
- My actions?
- You dismissed me as a prostitute after the wonderful night we shared yesterday! - The stripper shouted with a hurt tone.
- And when you had the chance to do the same today in T.A.B.O.O., you looked at me as if you had some feelings for me. Please tell me why you left the club like that?
- Because I fell in love with you and I can't handle it! - The words came out fast and unrestrained, making Ninomiya eyes widen in disbelief with the impulsive attitude.
- You ... you fell in love with me?
- I'm sorry about this morning, Satoshi - Ninomiya murmured instead of answering the stripper's question, sitting on the nearest sofa, embarrassed, but somehow relieved. – I didn't mean to offend by offering you money... I was an idiot, I know. But I couldn't digest the fact that I had slept with you after have dreamed so much about it. I thought you didn't correspond to my feelings until you said you liked me. I was confused about what you mean by that...
- I always liked you - Satoshi sat beside him and took him by the chin, making Ninomiya look at him. - I know I shouldn't. You were a customer and I couldn't love you, but... I never pretended when I was with you. So you kissed me at the bar and said you wanted me and I...
Ninomiya didn't let Satoshi continue what he was saying. His gaze was enough to understand he corresponded to his feeling. In another impulsive attitude, he invaded his mouth with despair. He shivered as Satoshi corresponded the kiss by taking lead of the situation by passing his arms around Ninomiya's waist, bringing him closer to his body.
- Satoshi... - groaned when the other down his lips to his neck, kissing the spot gently. - Let's go to bed...
The dancer smiled and without warning, lifted him in his arms, carrying him to the room already known. The kisses stopped only to put him on the bed. For a few seconds, the tanned man stood in lethargy and Ninomiya assumed he was recalling the sad episode in the morning.
- You were the first person I let enter here - he said sweetly. - I've always been just me, my games and my computers - finished, while put his legs around Satoshi's waist and brought him against his body.
- Really? - The stripper asked in a tone of doubt, although he believes firmly in the pair of clear eyes in front of him.
- Yeah, just what I love is allowed to enter this room - muttered, cheeks adorned a red tone.
- Well, I'm happy to be among the things you love - Satoshi said, settling on the hot body and rubbing it slowly and provocatively - but I guarantee that I can satisfy you better than your games and computers...
- So full of yourself... - Ninomiya murmured before pulling him into a passionate kiss.
- Your fault for being so beautiful and make me so crazy about you provoke me like that - Satoshi bit the lobe of Nino's ear, making him moan again.
- You haven't seen anything - Nino said with closed eyes, wiggling his hips with more speed to further enhance the friction of bodies.
- You are playing with fire, Ninomiya-san.
- Kazunari. My name is Kazunari. Every time you call me Ninomiya-san, I...
- You are playing with fire, Kazu - Satoshi repeated emphasizing the nickname with a sexy tone.
- Well, I'd love to burn me - he smiled, eyes shining with desire. - How about starting by that hip who make me crazy since the first time I saw you dance?
- Is that what you want? A private show? - The stripper asked, attacking thirsty the thin lips of his lover, rolling winding way in his member already awake.
Under such mind-blowing effects of the older, Ninomiya didn't realize the when between the kisses and rubbing of the members even on top of clothing fabric, which Satoshi took the phone from his jeans pocket and started to play a well-known music .
Top Secret was the first song Nino had seen his perfomance, and always caused him chills of desire to see him wiggling so shameless as on stage. More than once, it crossed his mind to steal him from the hungry eyes of those old rich and ask to dance in that sensual way only for him.
- What are you doing? - Kazunari froze when he saw the other remove his own clothes in rhythm of the music, in a slow and sensual way leaving only his boxers.
- Giving what you asked... a personal and unique performance - smiled in a naughty way before wiggling again, not only in front, but on himself, leaving his cock even more sore below the thick fabric of his pants.
Not being able to hold more and moaning more than he wanted, he left the nimble hands open his pants and rid the throbbing cock out, massaging it gently, his dry mouth in front of the vision of Satoshi dancing, looking directly at him, wiggling and passing the perfect hands in his chest while finished the music.
- Don't think you can seduce me that easy - said stubborn, even though his eyes filled with lust, his face burned with pleasure and the beads of sweat trickling down his temples say otherwise.
- I don't think, I'm sure - Satoshi smiled, staring blatantly Nino's erection. Before he protested, the stripper gave him a breathtaking kiss at the same time he freed him of the mesh shirt he wore as pajamas. Then, with the same haste, he removed his pants with his underwear.
The hoarse moans of both escaped at the same pace and power as Satoshi's hands manipulated the now gathered members and wet by the pre-cum.
Kazunari focused on his partner's neck while scratching his back, leaving red marks where the nails went in a way to release the spasms of pleasure he felt in the moment.
Satoshi knew exactly how it leads to madness, proven on stage and now in a fully conscious act in bed. Kissing him once again fully passionately, he came to the conclusion while his pride hated to admit it, his body and mind wanted much more than just a night of pleasure.
- Satoshi...
- Beg - stripper whispered with lust.
- In your dreams - Ninomiya said, wanting to preserve a little bit of pride, even if it was already completely surrendered to the body of the other.
- In my dreams, you've done it so many times... - he strolled with his hand over his emotional face. - But I wanted to hear the real Kazu and make sure this is true... But if you don't want - Satoshi changed the tone, making mention of leaving the bed - you can finish by yourself or can solve also with a good cold shower.
- Hey, where do you think you will go, Toshi?
- Toshi?
- Satoshi is how your customers call you... I want it to be special between us - he said, kissing the tanned arm of the stripper. - Please Toshi, let me love you...
The tanned one smiled, turning to kiss the other again, before catching the lubricant inside the nightstand already known for the last time he was there.
- I want you - the young executive said, trying to reverse the positions, but was prevented by the stripper who took the time to hold it beneath him.
- What do you think you're doing?! - Ninomiya yelled, so he felt a lubricated finger of his lover enter inside him.
- It's not as if it was the first time, Kazu...
- Take off that finger inside my ahhhh hmmmm - he screamed in pleasure as he felt pressed his sweet spot.
- Are you sure you want to take it off? - Satoshi provoked, as he put another finger and stroked the prostate of his lover.
Nino shuddered, his body already beyond his control, his hips moving alone against the 'magic' fingers.
- Toshiiiiii…
- What do you want Kazu? - Murmured in his ear. - Recognize that you love the feeling of having me inside you... You said it several times last night.
- I... I was drunk... - he mumbled embarrassed between moans.
- Why are you so stubborn? It is quite obvious that you want more than my fingers pressing your prostate, right?
- Please... stop to teasing me... - he gave up of that battle of meaningless pride , staring at him with pleading eyes. - Fuck me then.
- I will not fuck you, Kazu. I will make love to you... like the first time - Satoshi crushed their lips in a passionate and needy kiss.
An indescribable feeling took his whole soul when Satoshi came slowly into his body and he couldn't keep a tear to come down in his pale cheek. Ninomiya had never experienced that feeling of happiness as he realize how complete he felt with him, like they were born to meet in that way, united and given one another without any condition.
- I love you - he managed amid the moans of pleasure.
- I love you too, Kazu... - Satoshi whispered, moving slowly, his mouth devouring the soft neck.
- Oh shit! Go faster and deeper...
- Are you sure? - The dancer start to move his hips faster and harder, as soon as he saw Nino nodding, making his body arching in pleasure and a scream of satisfaction echoing through the room.
Then there followed the sounds of wet kisses, unrestrained moans and the bed moving uncontrollably.
- You are so beautiful, Kazu - Satoshi gasped as he felt the legs of Nino around his waist, making his movements more deeper as he pumped the member of the other incessantly.
After some more and was at the peak and after a few more thrusts, Satoshi climaxed, followed by Nino.
Later that night, inside Satoshi embrace and listening to his quiet breathing in his ear, Ninomiya knew he had found his happiness.
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It was nearly eleven in the morning when Sho parked in front of T.A.B.O.O. He leaned his head on the seat and snorted angry while turned off the key in the ignition. Definitely he was not a man who dealt well with the morning, especially when he was forced to wake up before the time he was used to.
He could, indeed, have pretended he didn't heard the phone rang on the nightstand, but it was not like he wasn't expecting that call, plus because he would have to face it sooner or later. He reproached himself for not being discreet enough and therefore would have to give up Takahashi-san for a while. Not that he was his favorite, but he really liked his company. More than very attractive in his 47 years, the executive was also very cultured and generous.
He couldn't just ignore the short and authoritative message he had received about an hour ago as soon he answered the phone with a sleepy voice: "Be in my office in half an hour."
He adjusted his sunglasses to disguise the dark circles of a sleepless night and left the car, walking in a slow pace in the aisles of the club till stop in front of a door in the office area.
- Get in! - Heard the dry voice command as soon as he knocked in the door.
- Good morning - Sho greeted polite before sit on one of the chairs in front of the imposing table of solid wood. Behind it, the owner of T.A.B.O.O. analyzed some papers carefully, with a serious and concentrated expression behind the glasses.
Contrary his usual, he wore a visual stripped with a cream blouse and a simple linen slacks, which made him look younger and far from the image of the cold and stiff businessman who used to bear. Almost like the first impression that Sho had of him when they met just over a year.
- Where is Aiba-san? - The stripper asked curiously when he didn't found him there as he hoped.
- I left him sleeping at home. We talked for hours and it was almost morning when he finally fell asleep. I think the whole thing is still too crazy for him - the elder replied, making Sho fidgeting in his chair. Even that was not the case, he didn't like the idea of the two sharing a bed all night, while smiling and excitedly recounted the good times of the past. It had been hard to swallow, even if he didn't want to admit, the fact Aiba have preferred to follow the best friend to go home.
He should have feeling relieved, getting rid of a responsibility which he hadn't asked for. But he couldn't lie, saying he had not felt a twinge of disappointment and frustration when he saw him get on with his boss at the end of the day.
- I thought I'd let him rest, but I left a note warning that'll be back at lunchtime. Therefore, I will not beat around the bush about why I have taken you away from home at this time of morning - the oldest loaded the paper that analyzed on the table and stared at him for the first time. The glare he received, he knew he was in trouble. - I want you to explain why you believes can break the rules of my club.
- It was just a dinner with a friend...
- Are you a friend of Takahashi-san? Please, Sho! - Matsumoto stared at him without a trace of who believed in his words.
- Even if it is, he is married to the daughter of the mayor. There would be a scandal if he were photographed having dinner with a stripper of a gay club!
- And how could this happen? To my knowledge, our identity is preserved. I don't go around with a badge announcing that I'm a stripper.
- But people could speculate. Not only is his image that would be at risk. You also need to preserve and, consequently, maintain the good reputation of T.A.B.O.O. I cannot tolerate you to risk the standard of reliability we have with our customers.
- Even profiting so much with my services? - Sho asked defiantly. - I'm the best employee here, J-san.
- But it is not indispensable! Don't think that your job is secure only because you are the number of the club. I hope this kind of situation doesn't happen again!
- No need to worry - the stripper said, knowing his boss was serious and wasn't his will to lose his job at that time. - It will not happen again.
- Great! Now that we have solved this issue, I want to thank the help you gave to Masaki - Matsumoto softened his voice.
- No need to thank. I couldn't just leave him desperate at an unknown century for him - he said, feeling uncomfortable to find that J-san had been condescending to the fact that he had broken a rule of the club, because of the help he gave Aiba and not out of consideration for all he had done for the club.
- Still, you did more than anyone would.
Sho knew the eldest was right. He still didn't understand how he did come back to help Aiba after leave him alone. He was someone who cared about anyone but himself.
- I also want to ask for this time travel story just stay between us.
- No need to ask me that! I have no intention of going through crazy, don't worry - said, hiding the fact that he had already told the story to Satoshi. But he didn't need to worry, as his friend was very discreet.
- Before you go, I have another favor to ask you - Matsumoto said as he started to rise. - Masaki want to work here as a stripper.
- What? - Sho shouted, unable to imagine Aiba insinuating to other men. - You agreed to that? I'm sorry, but he doesn't seem to profile...
- Don't underestimate him, Sho - the boss smiled. - Masaki is the best dancer I've ever met.
- By the way, I was surprised to know that you've been a dancer Disco Star, J-san - Sho commented honest. If the boss was so elegant and beautiful at 60, probably used to be even more beautiful in youth. Even, it was hard to imagine that severe executive he knew had been a sensual dancer.
- Not any dancer... the best - he smiled vain. - Well, maybe as good as Masaki - Sho saw him correct, but without admit defeat, as if his pride wouldn't allow admit that the other was better. Suddenly he noticed how much they looked alike in that issue. - But after he disappeared, I stopped dancing. I couldn't go on without him in Disco Star with me.
- You were that such good friends? - He asked, strangely annoyed by the affectionate way he referred to Aiba.
- More than friends, I guess. And my feelings hasn't changed even in those 40 years that he's been out of my life. But anyway, it's not to talk about my feelings that we are here - he resumed in a serious tone. - As I was saying, Masaki is amazing and knows how to seduce when he want to. But he don't have the malice to act as a stripper.
- And why did you agree with the idea?
- Because I know his potential and I know that with a bit of rehearsal, he will make a great success here.
- And what does that have to do with the favor you want to ask me? - Sho asked without understanding how the older could accept his friend expose himself to that kind of work.
- I want you to be his coach.
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Note: Soooo That's it! Ohmiya are together finally /o/ Nino was just a stubborn... And now how will Sho finally knows why Masaki os Disco Star? I hope meet you in the next chapter =D
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