Gift fic for yomimashou

Title: The Games We Play
Pairing: Kouchi/Jesse
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Swearing, oral, fingering, smut.
Summary: Pranks are Jesse’s way of attention seeking.
Notes: For the great yomimashou~~ I originally wanted to write something Hey!Say!JUMP for you but I was short on time, so I went with a more familiar territory. XDDD Hope you still like it anyway.
-Around 2.8K of words.

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It all started with a random message Kouchi received on his phone from “little songbird”. It was brief and short, like from someone he knew well. It said simply, “Kouchi, want to go eat takoyaki?” But Kouchi never remembered nicknaming any of his friends on his phone.

It was only after a few messages from “lone wolf” and “gorilla” that he had the curiosity to check through his contacts to find that all his close friends had been (often not kindly) nicknamed. It wasn’t very difficult to pinpoint the culprit for only selected few close friends knew of his new password, and there was no doubting the most obvious of all was the fact that a certain contact had been changed into “American beauty”.

“Jesse,” Kouchi chuckled, clicking his tongue and shaking his head. Jesse was infamous for his pranks among the juniors and Kouchi had too often been the unwilling victim of his boyfriend’s mischief. It was not a widely known fact that he had been dating Jesse for quite some time. Save for SixTONES and Snow Man, only select other juniors were aware, and that was only because they were keen enough to pick up on it.

Smiling, he typed a message to the “American Beauty”, “Hey, gorgeous, how did I meet you again? PS. Stop pranking me, Jesse.” Satisfied he sent it, laid back, and began plotting his revenge.

“Hahaha, you figured it out? We might’ve met in the bathroom, that sounds like a funny setting, but it’s so like you~” came the reply, in the casual teasing manner Jesse often adopted. With one more sheepish grin, Kouchi drifted off to sleep.

~~

At break time a few days after, Kouchi had packed a little ‘surprise’ daifuku for Jesse. Surprisingly naive as Jesse was, he didn’t suspect a thing.

“Is it strawberry daifuku?” Jesse asked ecstatically.

Kouchi huffed nonchalantly, “you’ll know when you try it.” When Jesse grinned like a child receiving candy, Kouchi felt just a little guilty about the wasabi daifuku he got for his boyfriend. Nevertheless, Jesse deserved it, and Kouchi hid a smile as Jesse took it from his hands.
“Thanks! I’ll save it for later!” Jesse said, much to Kouchi’s dismay.

“Make sure you eat it,” he replied casually, trying to hide his disappointment that he wouldn’t be able to see his reaction.

Jesse pecked him on the cheek and set the daifuku on the table before returning to practice.

A couple of hours later, a sharp wail coming from the rest area stopped the attention of all the juniors in the room. Taiga was the first to recognize the scream.

“Juri!” he exclaimed rushing over to the tableside to where Juri lay on the floor whining. All the SixTONES members following close behind.

“It burns!” Juri whined, shrivelling into a ball. “It’s fucking spicy I tell you!” he added, clawing at his cheeks and throat.

Kouchi muffled his laughter as he realized what happened, quickly covering up his laughter by rushing to fetch water for poor Juri. He had barely gotten two steps away when all of SixTONES (minus Juri) had erupted in sadistical laughter.

“What did you eat? Don’t you know not to randomly eat things lying around?” Hokuto teased, all too familiar with variety programs and the pranks they played.

Juri could only groan in response as Taiga soothed him by rubbing circles on his back. Kouchi had the suspicion that those two were dating too, considering how sweet they always looked together, that is, if they weren’t fighting of course. Most of the boys had a hatred for losing and sometimes the smallest things could blow up into the largest fights. But Kouchi felt that his relationship with Jesse was more mellow, and at most times, one would give way to the other.

Giving up on coming up with a verbal retort, slowly Juri pointed accusingly to the half-eaten daifuku on the table and Jesse gasped in betrayal as he too realized how Juri had fallen victim to the gift that Kouchi gave him, and turned to gape open mouthed at Kouchi. He pulled one of his silly (yet so very charming) overly-dramatic offended looks exclaiming “Kouchi! How could you?” before chuckling to show he wasn’t as offended as he portrayed himself to be. “Thank goodness you ate it first!” he added to Juri laughing full heartedly. “You’re a real idiot, Juri.”

“Shut up, I practically saved you…” Juri groaned. “You are to call me savior for a week!”

“In your dreams,” Jesse replied in his smooth American English.

“Fuck you!” Juri spat back.

“Yeah, yeah, because that’s all you can say in English,” Hokuto smirked as they all picked Juri up from the floor and nursed him back to normal.

~~

“So, it’s a pity that prank didn’t work out, huh?” Jesse asked Kouchi when every other junior had left the practice room.

Kouchi laughed helplessly. “I totally didn’t expect Juri to steal a bite.”

“Didn’t you say something about it before? ‘Juri’s unpredictable actions are what makes him great’.”

“Yeah, I did,” Kouchi said, turning to Jesse with a grin. “Why? Jealous?”

Jesse smirked at that. He stepped closer to Kouchi, cornering him against the mirror. In a swift, practiced swish of his hand, Jesse’s palm slammed onto the smooth surface of the mirror right beside Kouchi’s ear. His knee made it’s way between Kouchi’s slender legs, and his face inched closer.

“Should I be?” Jesse asked in a deep, seductive tone. “When I know how you can’t resist me,” he added, whispering into Kouchi’s ears.

Kouchi chuckled, briefly thinking of all the girls who would die to be in his place right now. Jesse had all the qualities of an ideal media boyfriend. Kind, tall, handsome, and manly. But really, in truth, Jesse enjoyed being led more than he enjoyed leading. And his submissive attitude was one of the things that Kouchi found absolutely adorable.

Kouchi let his hands roam into Jesse’s flawless hair, feeling the soft strands of hair running through his fingers, he led Jesse’s lips onto his. Jesse’s lips were always perfectly soft and his American way of applying pressure into kisses always took Kouchi’s breath away. Kouchi swore there’s no way of returning to the innocent Japanese puppy kisses after having a taste of Jesse.

After a few coaxing kisses from Kouchi, Jesse relaxed, his body pressing against Kouchi’s and his lips parting, begging for deeper kisses. In his moment of weakness, Kouchi flipped their positions, pinning Jesse to the mirror, his thigh rubbing against Jesse’s crotch. Jesse moaned as Kouchi slid his tongue against his. His hands roamed Kouchi’s back, holding him close and inhaling deeply.

“Kouchi…” Jesse moaned, hands running through Kouchi’s long hair, tugging gently at the strands as Kouchi trailed kisses down his neck. Without warning, Kouchi bit Jesse close to his left collarbone, hard enough to leave a mark, but not enough to wound him. The taller male gasped in shock, moaning when Kouchi lapped at the bite.

“This is to compensate for that failed prank earlier,” Kouchi grinned evilly. “If you cover it with makeup, I’ll prank you even more, ok?”

“Kinky bitch,” Jesse teased.

“Tsk tsk tsk, you’re the bitch, I’m the bastard, idiot,” Kouchi mocked him back. He smooched Jesse one last time before pulling away. “You ok to go?” Kouchi asked ruffling the hair at the back of his head out of embarrassment. If it was from the biting or the words he said, Jesse didn’t know, but shy Kouchi was just adorable. With a nod from Jesse, Kouchi smiled again.

“C’mon, I’ll drive you back,” Kouchi winked, hinting more than just a drive.

~***~

“Hey…” Kouchi called for attention as he lounged on the dressing room couch. “Jesse’s being so mean to me lately,” he whined to the only other person in the room.

“You probably did something to him,” Taiga replied, not even sparing a glance to Kouchi as he focused on styling his hair.

“Nope, he normally confronts me when he’s mad. He isn’t tsundere like Genki you know.”

Taiga laughed at that. He glanced back at Kouchi. “He might be looking for attention. Juri gets bratty when he needs attention.”

“I knew it! You guys are dating!” Kouchi exclaimed, sitting up.

“Eh? I didn’t tell you?” Taiga brushed him off, turning back to the mirror to style his hair again. “Jesse doesn’t look particularly mean to me. What do you mean?” he asked, diverting the topic with ease.

“That day, he borrowed my lipbalm… And he returned me a menthol flavoured lipbalm! It shocked me when my lips went cold. I thought I had an allergy!” Kouchi complained, quickly forgetting about the matter with Juri. “And when we went karaoke together, he kept picking weird songs for me. And not to mention, when I wanted to borrow a pen, he gave me a shocker pen instead!”

Taiga only smiled at Kouchi. “You know… The best way to get through any conflict is to confront him. It’s important to talk things out. I can’t tell you what he’s thinking, and I doubt anyone other than Jesse can clarify his feelings,” he explained. “Just go talk to him.”

“Uwah, when did you become the love guru?”

“Exposure to the outside world can do wonders,” Taiga said. “I didn’t learn nothing from 3 months of kissing extremely experienced actors.”

“You sound like a porn actor,” Kouchi teased.

“Shut up. It was a musical. A very high quality one at that.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

They all knew how grateful and proud Taiga was to have participated in Elisabeth (even if it meant being apart from the Juniors for awhile). And although at the core, he was the same, Taiga felt like an evolved person when he came back. All the SixTONES members were proud of him even if they never said it directly. And at times like these, it made him the most reliable in the group.

“Taiga,” Kouchi called.

“Hmm?” he replied.

“Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it,” he replied with a smile. He came over to pet Kouchi on the head. “Good luck, group papa.”

~~

The drive back to Jesse’s place was quiet that day. Jesse shuffled between radio channels on Kouchi’s car radio before settling on a random station. Kouchi was pretty sure it was because he got bored of shuffling rather than because he liked it.

“What’s wrong?” Kouchi asked, genuinely worried. Silence ensued.

“Nothing really.” Jesse answered after some thought. He seemed pretty sure about it, so Kouchi dropped the matter.

“Hey, do you mind if I stay at your place for a bit?” Kouchi asked.

“Sure.”

And with that, not another word was uttered during that drive.

~~

“Did I do something wrong?” Kouchi asked, his head in Jesse’s lap as they watched a romance movie that Jesse was curious about from a discussion in an episode of R no Housoku.

Jesse looked down at him. His face handsome from every angle. “No,” he replied simply.

Kouchi shifted, placing a palm on Jesse’s thigh. “Really?” he asked again.

“What’s this about?” Jesse asked, petting Kouchi’s head gently.

“You’ve been pranking me a lot lately…” Kouchi pouted, looking up at Jesse with a pitiful expression. Jesse suppressed a smile.

“Oh, you noticed.”

“If you were trying to be subtle, it didn’t work,” Kouchi laughed.

“It wasn’t like that… It was… subconscious,” Jesse explained.

“I think I need a little more explanation than that,” Kouchi frowned, attention completely diverted from the movie. Jesse placed the movie on pause as Kouchi sat up to ‘interrogate’ him.

After some thought, he said “You’ve just been on my mind more… And to dismiss those thoughts I think of pranks…” When he trailed off, Kouchi encouraged him with a nod. “And your reactions are cute… Sometimes I want to tease you more...” he added in a small voice.

Kouchi sighed with relief. “So that’s why.” He smiled. “I thought you were tired of me or something…”

Jesse looked surprised. “I would never!” he exclaimed, moving closer to cup Kouchi’s cheek. Kouchi’s smile of relief made Jesse’s chest feel tight. Kouchi was sometimes so pessimistic, it hurt to think about it.

“I love you,” Jesse said, plain and simple, kissing Kouchi on the lips. He didn’t need flowery words for that, the kiss he gave Kouchi was proof enough of it.

“Thank goodness… I love you too.” Kouchi nuzzled the taller male, inhaling the mild scent of his cologne. “So much…” he added, pressing their lips together again, entwining their tongues. This time, in the comfort of Jesse’s room, the kisses were wet, hungry and passionate.

“So… Mind telling what’s keeping me on your mind?” Kouchi asked when his lips finally parted from Jesse’s. They were both disheveled and out of breath, but Jesse’s smile was sweet enough to send sparks of energy surging through Kouchi.

Jesse’s eyes twinkled mischievously as he brushed Kouchi’s long fringe to the side. “This,” he said, running his fingers through Kouchi’s long locks. Kouchi closed his eyes to the feeling of comfort washing through him. “Your hair looks so good like this.”

Kouchi hummed in appreciation. “Never knew you had a hair fetish.”

“Neither did I.”

Kouchi cleared his throat. “So… back to the movie?” he asked uncertainly. In truth, he wanted more but Jesse had been looking forward to that movie, so it was only polite to ask.

“What? After leaving me like this? Forget it,” Jesse said, pushing Kouchi onto the bed.

**

“Mmmh, Jesse…” Kouchi moaned, completely engrossed by the arousal pooling in between his legs. He looked down to watch Jesse’s plump lips wrapped around his length, moving slowly up and down. “Faster.”

Jesse released Kouchi, pumping him with his hands. “Not so fast,” he smirked. “Good things come to those who wait.” He took the opportunity to coat his fingers with lube.

Kouchi placed a hand behind Jesse’s neck, pulling him back towards his cock. “Be a good boy, Jesse. And I’ll fuck you as hard as you like.” Jesse obediently took Kouchi in his mouth again, making lewd noises as he bobbed his head up and down. Kouchi brushed Jesse’s fringe out of his eyes, so that he could see the way Jesse looked up at him as he moved.

Jesse moaned as he slid a lubed finger into his own entrance, flushing pink to the ears with embarrassment from the deed. Not long after Kouchi pulled him away, shifting their positions so Jesse was on his hands and knees.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t wait any longer… You’re too tempting,” Kouchi growled as he removed Jesse’s fingers. He replaced them with his own long slender fingers, spreading Jesse gradually as he went deeper, his other hand rubbing Jesse’s back, dissipating any discomfort he might be feeling. Jesse moaned loudly, in fact, he was never quiet, be it during sex or at normal times.

“Kouchi…” he gasped as Kouchi’s fingers brushed across a sensitive spot. “More~” he begged, chasing the shocks of pleasure it sent him. Kouchi complied, kissing him tenderly on the nape.

When he judged was time, Kouchi pulled his fingers out, and pushed in slowly with his cock. Jesse cried out, gripping at the sheets as Kouchi penetrated him. The slow rocking of his hips gradually picked up pace, making Jesse moan into the mattress.

“Jesse…” Kouchi moaned, Jesse was delightfully tight. His hands settled on Jesse’s waist, and his rhythm accelerated. With a correctly angled thrust, Jesse bucked his hips moaning with pleasure.

“There…” Jesse panted. “More…” he pleaded, arching his back, lifting his butt higher. Grunting Kouchi granted his wishes, drowning him in pleasure, making his knees grow weak. His moans ascended in pitch as he neared his orgasm. “Kouchi~” he moaned, in the sweetest voice Kouchi’s ever heard. Kouchi was close too, he could never last long when he heard Jesse’s sweet moans.

Kouchi began to pump Jesse’s cock as he thrusted deep and hard into the younger male. Jesse’s orgasm came in a blur, his mind going blank, and his body shivering from the sensation. “Yugo…” Jesse gasped, coming all over the sheets. Overwhelmed by the tightness as Jesse orgasm, Kouchi came soon after.

Kouchi pulled out, collapsing onto the mattress next to Jesse. He snuggled into Jesse’s wide back as he lay on his side.

“Damn, we got the sheets dirty again…” Jesse cursed, sighing.

“Don’t worry about it, I’ll help you clean up later,” Kouchi comforted him. “After I get my strength back, at least.”

With a sigh of content, Jesse linked his hands with Kouchi’s. “Thanks.”

Turning back to face Kouchi, Jesse gave him kiss as he ran his hands through Kouchi’s long hair again. “Thanks for everything,” he added, snuggling close to his boyfriend.

~~***~~

Notes:
-Daifuku - a mochi normally stuffed with a sweet filling.
-Tsundere - hot & cold personality, normally acts nasty or pouty on the outside but is sweet and cuddly on the inside.