nilielh | [Drabble] Thoughts to Ponder 7

Title : [Drabble] Thoughts to ponder 7
Rating : PG (will go up, soon enough)
Pairing : definitely Ohmiya
Summary : One faked kiss and now they’re here, eating each other’s faces like they couldn’t get enough of each other.
Note : Set around 2006, I think, about 5 or 6 years after Arashi’s debut.

It’s almost funny, the way Ohno’s hold around him was so tender, so gentle, like Ohno was afraid he would break if he as much as tightened his hold around him; even his kisses were soft and languid, like Ohno’s trying to reacquaint himself with all of these – like touching him and kissing him meant more than just that.

His shoulder blades hit the doorframe and he winced quietly, whimpered when Ohno all but pulled his mouth away to murmur his apologies into his neck; he didn’t know why it suddenly felt like Ohno was so afraid he’d lose control, that one wrong move might result to him hurting Nino in the process.

Ohno’s fingers touched his shoulders, feather-light, barely-there, his mouth kissing its way down Nino’s chin; Nino felt one of Ohno’s hands creeping behind him, up and up and up, tracing each bump on Nino’s spine tenderly.

“Oh-chan,” he moaned, because Ohno’s mouth happened to find one of his ticklish spots, sucking on the soft patch of skin beneath his ear as Ohno’s hand continued its exploration across his back; using the same hand, Ohno reached up to gently massaged the back of his head, the spot where he stupidly bumped against the wall of the bathroom stall back in the Jimusho.

“Sorry,” Ohno whispered, kissing him quiet again; he felt lightheaded, like Ohno was deliberately trying to calm him, even though his touches always gave the same effect no matter what the situation was. Then without another word, he felt Ohno’s hands left him for a bit before those hands moved to encircle his waist, and Ohno was bending down a little, his hands shifting beneath him. “Up you go,” Ohno whispered, and then he was being lifted up from the floor and up into Ohno’s arms.

“W-Wait, Oh-chan, wait, what are you doing?” he spluttered, arms wrapping automatically around Ohno’s neck as Ohno backed them away from the door, stepping through Nino’s genkan and onto the living room.

His legs wrapping themselves around Ohno’s middle, Ohno shook his head and tugged him down, kissed him full on the mouth, carrying him (thankfully not) bridal style towards his living room. He felt suddenly exhilarated, so precious and fragile as Ohno gently laid him down his battered brown couch before the older man’s body followed, lying on top of him but bracing himself on his elbows, still careful not to crush Nino by his weight.

Nino felt suddenly incredulous, but giddy and well –

“What the hell is up with you?” he asked just as Ohno was about to dip his face again to kiss him; Ohno shook his head and smiled, reached up to brush his bangs away from his eyes. The expression on Ohno’s face was something he couldn’t quite fathom, the overlapping sadness written across Ohno’s eyes had to be one of the most disconcerting thing he’d had to witness all day.

“Nothing,” Ohno said and ducked down to kiss him again, fingers light across his face and his body atop him was even lighter than he would have expected. “Just.. just let me,” he heard the older man murmured when their mouths parted, giving him just a few seconds to breath before Ohno’s mouth was on his again.

He was mostly confused but Ohno’s mouth on his was distracting enough that he found himself kissing the older man back just as softly.