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Arashi - ohno/nino/jun - Slow Kisses
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Title: Slow Kisses
Fandom: Arashi
Pairing: ohno/nino/jun
Rating: R
Word count: 3105
Notes: Written for i_am_zan in the jthreesome fic exchange. Actually, it really felt like I was writing this for myself. :3


Jun doesn't like to be left out. It brings up old teenage insecurities, carefully hidden away from view. It is stupid, Jun knows, but sometimes he just wonders how much the others really like him. Outside of work, he rarely sees his band mates. He knows... He knows that the others spend time together even in their free time.

It worries him, makes him feel rejected, even if he knows he has got other friends and other things to do. Still, Aiba and Sho and movie nights and dinners and Nino and Ohno and daily secret text messages and meetings that they never talk about and inside jokes that don't make sense to anyone else and Jun just feels so alone sometimes. He tries to hide it and brush it away, it's nothing, really, and he's just being paranoid and stupid and... He wants something, some small declaration that they aren't doing it on purpose.

One day, while drunk on too much red wine and too little sleep, he confesses this to Sho. Sho hugs him sloppily, his words slurring together and so, so earnest in his drunken state, telling him that he's just being paranoid. They all do love him, really.

The next day, Jun hopes Sho has forgotten all about it. But, of course, Sho rarely forgets anything, even when drunk and stupid and laughing too loudly at nothing at all. He knows Sho has told Ohno about it from the way their leader sticks to him the next day at the variety shooting, ignoring even Nino most of the time. Ohno has his hand casually against the small of Jun's back, fingers twitching when Jun moves. And then Nino's there, bumping hips with Ohno, eyes flickering from Ohno to Jun and back between the takes. Jun ignores Nino and his suspicious looks and so he is surprised when Nino suddenly asks: "Want to come over to my place next weekend? Ohno's coming too." Jun looks at Nino and frowns. The cameras are on Ohno and Sho, leaving Jun and Nino out of the shot.

"Did Sho talk to you too?" Jun asks, narrowing his eyes and keeping his voice low, covering his microphone with his hand.

"What would Sho tell me?" Nino asks, looking puzzled. Still, Jun isn't completely sure that it isn't just an act. "It was Ohno's idea," Nino adds.

Jun doesn't ask when Nino had the time to talk about this with Ohno.

"Do you have other plans already?" Nino asks when Jun doesn't answer right away. "Cancel them. You're going to like what we've planned." Nino's smile is mischievous and Jun knows he's doing it on purpose, teasing, like he does to Sho. Nino just forgets that teasing doesn't work on him the same way.

"It better be something really good. I'm not going to cancel my meeting with my friends for a night of watching you beat Ohno at Tekken," Jun says, raising an eyebrow.

"No," Ohno breathes, suddenly right there, out of breath. "No videogames." And there's a moment when Nino and Ohno exchange looks.

There's a beat of silence and then Nino says: "Of course not. It's something better."

Jun wonders what Nino likes more than videogames. He feels slightly worried.

After the shooting is over, Jun tries to confront Sho, but Aiba is constantly there, hanging in the edges of his vision. Sho smiles at him, but the smile is slightly strained, embarrassed. Jun pretends that he didn't see it. He pretends that he doesn't remember saying anything, that nothing has happened. It's easier to deal with Sho that way. Sho would only apologize and what could Jun say to him that would make any difference? Sho tells things to Ohno and Ohno tells things to Nino. That's how it works.

~

The way to Nino's apartment is strange to Jun. He has only visited once before, when Nino held his housewarming party, months ago. He only remembers a tiny apartment filled with half-familiar faces and loud conversations and spending his time squeezed into a corner and that one second when Nino's warm body pressed against his, breath smelling like beer close to his ear.

He almost loses his way few times; Nino's hand-drawn maps aren't very good.

Nino greets him cheerfully and pulls him inside by the hand. The apartment is a lot cleaner and far more orderly than Jun had imagined it would be. No dishes, no piles of unnecessary clutter in sight. The furniture is simple and sensible. Ohno greets him from his spot on the floor, a can of beer in his hand, looking like he belongs there just as much as the stack of game consoles next to the TV or Nino's favourite guitar standing in the corner.

Nino hands Jun a beer and guides him gently to sit next to Ohno. Jun isn't sure what he's doing there, in this curiously unfamiliar piece of a world he should know better than this. Ohno smiles at him, his head tipped slightly to the side. The TV is on but the sound is muted, reruns playing silently on the screen.

Jun waits for someone to speak. He's afraid of disrupting the curious balance that fills the room, afraid that his words could dissolve it too easily. He feels that something is happening, something that could be important, but he doesn't know what it is.

Ohno speaks first, and it's such a normal thing to say that Jun feels foolish to have been expecting something different.

"Are you hungry? Nino made dinner."

Now that Ohno has mentioned it, Jun can smell it in the air. Something smells delicious and he licks his lips.

"We were just waiting for you," Nino says.

Jun likes Nino's cooking. It's such a surprising thing to learn about Nino. How a man that feels so cold can understand flavours and can bother with cooking times, marinades and ingredients. Just like when Nino composes songs and you aren't quite sure where they come from, what is he hiding inside himself to be able to do that.

Still, Jun suspects that the cooking is not as much for Nino himself than it is for Ohno.

Nino watches Ohno while the other eats. His eyes are sharp, analyzing every little change in Ohno's expression. His expression softens only when Ohno tells him that the food is delicious and when he can see that Ohno really means it. For someone who tries to constantly tell everyone that he is independent, the way he is acting is telling.

Jun wonders if it is love and feels even more like an outsider, looking in on something that he can never have.

"Why did you invite me here?" he finally asks when they have finished eating and Nino is still watching Ohno like he's the only person in Nino's world.

Nino stands up, smiles, and starts to gather the dishes off the table.

"Sho told me something." It's actually Ohno who answers him.

Nino stops next to Jun and leans down. "Those two think you're lonely," he whispers into his ear. "Ohno is worried about you. So is Sho, but Sho doesn't know how to help you."

Jun doesn't move. He can feel Nino's breath against his ear, hot and teasing. He wants to close his eyes so that he is able to feel it properly and understand what it does to him. "And you thought feeding me would make it all better?" he asks instead, arching his eyebrow at Ohno.

"Ohno has a plan," Nino says and goes away. Jun doesn't grab Nino's wrist to pull him back close, even if he wants to. He has been ignoring these impulses for so long that it has gotten much easier.

Now Ohno gets up and comes to him. "Please don't freak out," he asks, voice low, nervous. Then he slips effortlessly into Jun's lap, with all the ease and fluid movements of a dancer, and suddenly Jun is warm all over. It feels like his blood has abruptly gotten hotter, his heart pumping it quicker and quicker. Instinctively, he grabs Ohno by the waist to keep him there. He doesn't dare to say anything. He just watches, eyes wide, as Ohno leans closer so that their faces are only inches apart.

"Hello," Ohno says softly and Jun gasps, knows what's going to happen.

Ohno kisses him then, tentatively at first, making sure that Jun allows him there, but deepens the kiss quickly after it's clear that Jun isn't going to object. Jun can feel Nino's eyes on his back and wonders what he's gotten himself into. But Ohno demands his full attention, leaving no room for doubts. He can't help but pull Ohno closer and answer the kiss. Ohno tastes like spices, like curry, like beer and Jun grabs him tighter.

Then someone's hands are smoothing over his neck and shoulders, calming him down, fingers warm against his collar bone. He lets Ohno go then and draws a deep breath. His heart is beating too fast, everything feels irregular. Nino presses his body against Jun's back and Jun leans on him, his head over Nino's heart, and closes his eyes.

He takes Nino's wrists in his hands, runs his fingers over the soft skin of Nino's forearms and tips his head back so that he can meet Nino's eyes. Nino answers the look with his dark eyes, as unreadable as always. They are like glass, with highlights that are always somehow off, the secrets behind them perfectly guarded. Eyes of a liar or an actor, or someone just like Jun. Still, that man is one of the few people Jun trusts, fully. And he's smiling, gently and warmly.

"Are you sure?" Jun asks then, voice barely a whisper.

"I don't want you to feel lonely any more than Ohno does," Nino says, leaning down, his lips ghosting over Jun's temple. Jun closes his eyes again when strands of Nino's hair touch his face. "And before you even think about it," Nino whispers, his lips now on the corner of Jun's mouth. "You aren't here because we pity you. You are here because we want you here."

Jun turns his head then and catches Nino's lips. Nino answers the kiss, making a shiver run through Jun's body. He wants this. He has wanted this for so long that he has forgotten when it began. Nino smiles into the kiss, probably sensing Jun's eagerness.

Ohno's hands are tugging at the waistband of Jun's jeans, his lips pressing against his neck and Jun whimpers and pulls away from Nino. "I..." Jun starts, but realises that he doesn't know what to say. And Ohno's hands slip under his shirt.

Nino is watching Ohno again intensely, lips parted and body motionless against Jun. Ohno catches him staring and smiles. That small smile is all that Nino seems to need. He moves quickly to Ohno, two steps and he's there, firmly grabbing Ohno's head between his hands and kissing him hard. Jun watches how Ohno's hands circle Nino's waist, gently pulling him closer.

Nino lets out a sound deep from his throat, almost like a growl, and pulls Ohno away from Jun and back to his feet. He stumbles backwards, his lips still on Ohno's, eyes closed, and crashes against the table.

"Fuck," Nino curses, breaking the kiss and letting go of Ohno. "That hurt," he says and rubs the spot on his back that he hit against the table's edge.

Jun gets up and follows them, resumes contact with Ohno with a hand around the waist. His arms felt cold without him there. The earlier heat had evaporated quickly after Ohno had moved away. "It's your own fault," he smiles and reaches out to Nino, trailing his hand over Nino's back. "You should watch where you're going."

A crooked smile appears on Nino's lips. "Want to kiss it better?" he asks, voice brimming with mirth, wiggling his eyebrows and making Ohno laugh softly next to Jun.

Jun wonders again how he ended up here and why he wants so desperately to be here, instead of somewhere with normal, sane people. And it's like Nino has again forgotten how he responds to teasing.

"Sure," Jun says and smiles, watching how Nino's expression changes. Jun tugs at the hem of Nino's shirt and pulls it up. Nino allows him to pull it over his head and away. He's still smiling when Jun discards the shirt, but it's now completely different kind of smile. It's soft and inviting and Nino bites his lip when Jun runs his hands over Nino's sides. His breath hitches when Jun turns him around in his arms but he doesn't complain when Jun kisses the back of his neck, his shoulders, slowly making his way down his spine. "Here?" Jun murmurs, his lips only inches above the waist of Nino's jeans, his tongue flicking out to taste the skin there.

Nino chuckles. "I can't remember anymore." He's leaning against Ohno, chest to chest, eyes closed and his arms loosely around Ohno's waist. Jun takes hold of Nino's hips and turns him over, placing his lips against Nino's stomach. He feels how the muscles tighten under his touch.

Jun looks up at Nino and grins. Nino looks flushed and out of breath and when Jun brushes his hand against the front of Nino's jeans, he gasps and pushes into the touch.

Ohno's hands snake around Nino's waist, to his belt buckle. His chin is on Nino's shoulder, a look of concentration on his face while he opens the belt and unbuttons Nino's jeans. Jun can't help but grin: Ohno looks so serious, like unbuttoning Nino's jeans somehow requires a lot of concentration and care.

"Oh-chan," Nino whines when Ohno's hand slips into his pants. "Let Jun."

"What?" Jun says, raising an eyebrow. "You think I'm going to give you a blowjob?"

"Since you're already down there..." Nino trails off, smirking.

"In the middle of your kitchen?"

There is a pause. "The bedroom's that way," Nino says and stumbles against Jun.

Nino's bedroom is dark and no one switches on the light as they enter. Nino pushes Jun on the bed and climbs on top of him, kisses him roughly.

Briefly Jun thinks that this is absurd, that this won't work. How could it work? Then he remembers that this was all Ohno's idea and somehow that makes it okay. He glances at Ohno who is standing next to the bed, watching them with a little smile on his lips.

"Don't mind him," Nino purrs against his neck. "He'll join us when he's ready."

Jun raises himself to a sitting position, gently pushing Nino out of his way. Nino settles next to him on the bed, watching him, waiting for what he's going to do next.

Jun extends his hand to Ohno. "Oh-chan," he whispers, hesitating slightly on the nickname he never uses out loud. "Come here."

Ohno's smile turns into a grin and he moves to the edge of the bed, taking Jun's head in his hands and kissing him. Jun can hear Nino chuckling quietly.

Jun still doesn't really believe that this is actually happening.

"Hey, I remember someone saying something about a blowjob?" Nino laughs next to Jun, his breath tickling Jun's ear. His voice is smooth and low and its effect is like little electric shocks running down Jun's back. Jun leans slightly to the side, so that his temple is resting gently against Nino's forehead.

"Nino, don't be selfish," Ohno mutters against Jun's lips. "It's about Jun today."

"Right," Nino says softly. Jun can feel his smile against his skin. "Now, Ohno, move over."

Ohno pulls back and Nino takes his place, kneels on the floor between Jun's legs and makes Jun's heart rate pick up just from the way he grins at him.

Somewhere along the way, Jun's senses fragment. He can't keep up with the sensations of two pairs of hands, two bodies against him. He stops thinking about the reasons and consequences, and instead just concentrates on how it feels to have Ohno pressed against his back and Nino's mouth on him.

It feels so warm... And it's not only because of the sex or the two warm bodies pressed close to him. It's something unexplainable, a feeling in the back of his mind, under his heart, deep within his whole body where his soul connects with his flesh. He has never been good with feelings; he needs reasons and meanings and certainties before he can lose himself.

With Nino and Ohno, it doesn't really matter. He has known them for too long to start aching from the wrong reasons. And they have known Jun so long that they know how to make the movements easy for him. When he comes, he leans back, putting his head on Ohno's shoulder, feeling Ohno's lips against his temple.

After his breathing has slowed, he watches how Nino goes to Ohno and pushes him gently down on the bed and kisses him slowly, thoroughly. Their love is instinctive, something that they have probably never put into words. Jun likes the idea of sliding together without resistance. He thinks it expands beyond sex, that it's true for all five of them. It's love that you don't have to explain, because it's always there, in the touches and the words and the silences and the spaces between them. It never mattered if they saw each other regularly or if they didn't meet for months. The connection still remained.

Jun feels stupid for needing all this to realize it, but now he understands what Ohno and Nino were trying to tell him.

Ohno's hand finds his and squeezes gently. When Jun lifts his eyes, he notices Nino looking at him, a smirk on his face. Jun holds Ohno's hand tighter. He tries to glare at Nino but it comes out all wrong, more a genuine smile than anything else, but he's too drained to really care about appearances.

~

When he wakes up, he still feels warm. His head is buried in Ohno's neck, lips against skin, and he can feel Nino pressed tightly against his back, his arm around Jun's waist. When he moves, Nino's hold tightens and he mutters something incomprehensible into Jun's hair.

Jun wonders if this was the only time he was allowed here, or if he could come back. He wakes Ohno up gently, with slow kisses, and then he pinches Nino's nose closed so that he wakes up sputtering, gasping for air.

Either way, it's very hard to regret anything.

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Ajdjflamdlanflk;jdk I had a sneaking suspicion that you wrote this one and OH MY GOD, so good. This was totally, in my opinion, the best fic to come out of this exchange. ♥ ♥ ♥

you know I was down to three guesses I thought it was one of you two. Hee! I was nearly right. ^____^

NO WORDS CAN EXPRESS MY AWE FOR THIS FIC. NO WORDS!!

After his breathing has slowed, he watches how Nino goes to Ohno and pushes him gently down on the bed and kisses him slowly, thoroughly. Their love is instinctive, something that they have probably never put into words. Jun likes the idea of sliding together without resistance. He thinks it expands beyond sex, that it's true for all five of them. It's love that you don't have to explain, because it's always there, in the touches and the words and the silences and the spaces between them. It never mattered if they saw each other regularly or if they didn't meet for months. The connection still remained.
Favorite paragraph in this fic. Hands down.

This is wonderfully, beautifully written. This is really my favorite kind of smut, without all the gratiuity, where there's meaning between the words. Not only did you manage 3some smut with three guys (OMGthepronouns!!) but you described, perfectly, that unspeakable sort of love.

Fabulous work!

Thank you! I don't remember writing threesome fic before this, so I was a little nervous. xD;

super-long comment, but...
Ohno greets him from his spot on the floor, a can of beer in his hand, looking like he belongs there just as much as the stack of game consoles next to the TV or Nino's favourite guitar standing in the corner.
Fantastic image.

Nino watching Ohno eat is also great. They're a hovering kind of pair ^__^

he slips effortlessly into Jun's lap, with all the ease and fluid movements of a dancer, and suddenly Jun is warm all over.
Mmmmffff. Nice. I like the "Hello," too- very Ohno.

"What?" Jun says, raising an eyebrow. "You think I'm going to give you a blowjob?"

"Since you're already down there..." Nino trails off, smirking.

"In the middle of your kitchen?"

Ha! Come on now, Nino. Jun's a classy broad.

I love all this soft, slightly unnerving laughter, Jun's insecurity (and, of course, just enough hot sex)

He wakes Ohno up gently, with slow kisses, and then he pinches Nino's nose closed so that he wakes up sputtering, gasping for air.
Aaaand fantastic ending.

This is just the kind of Ohno/Nino/Jun fic I've wanted to read! Thank you for writing it.

Thank you!
Heh, that line about Ohno in Nino's living room is my personal favourite. x3;

Jun's a classy broad.
LOL! He wouldn't be able to eat in Nino's kitchen ever again.

For some reason I normally dread any fic involving the pairing/threesome/whatever of Nino x Jun. I'm not really sure why; maybe because people tend to depict them both as cold and calculating and constantly out to one-up each other... like there's almost never any actual love between them at all, but just ego trips and power plays. And I guess I prefer a bit of genuine feeling mixed in with my smut. :P

But in this fic, they're PERFECT. You captured that inexplicable kind of love so perfectly, and included enough affection to make it sweet and (dare I say it?) heartwarming, while still managing to keep them in character and not overloading the sap factor.

No, I didn't forget about Ohno's involvement, but lack of genuine love and honesty rarely seems to be a problem with him anyway, so of course his role here was already perfect. Anyway, I ramble.

Amazing. I commend you x1000000. ♥

Well, Nino/Jun is kind of my OTP. Even if I can easily see that they could be an affectionless pairing (and I like that kind of angsty fic too) I still think they can also be written in a loving relationship. They just aren't sappy with each other. I'm happy you think I managed them without too much sap. :D

(hah, I kind of suspect that my Jun and Nino behaved themselves because Ohno was there too. xD)

Thank you!

:O
OH MY GOODNESS this ish soo my OT3
I love this so much it's so absolutely awesome and I wish jun could be more lonlier so this would happen a lot more and jun will be happy <33
Somehow I love the JunxNino moments the most *___*
but I LURVE everything in this fic <3

i.. i..
you.. ♥


usually in my mind, matsumiya the one who lures ohno but of lonely lovely matsumoto kind of existed in the canon. have i told you i love you? i do.
♥♥♥♥♥


Thank you~ x3 ♥

To tell you the truth, I never thought about matsumiya being the ones after Ohno. Maybe because ohmiya are so married in my head that I automatically put them together. xDD;;

:O
:O
Jun/Ohno/Nino is my not-so-secret love!!
That was brillient! Majorly hot! And very well written!
Luv it immensly!!! luv luv luv!!!

I know I have said everywhere ... but but I really realy love this and of course I kind of want to say it everywhere and I am so so sorry for the stalker-ish behaviour. I promise never to do this again. Stalk, I mean *fingers crossed behind back*

And of course I really have not enough words or the right words or the icons or the sparkly rainbow hearts to say how much I love it.

uhhmmm ... Thank you once again ... going going gone...I swear! ^__^

Thank you! lol, I don't mind the 'stalking' when you are saying such nice things! X3

ladkfasdflhkkkkkkkkkk
OMG LOVE
OMG LOVE
LOVE


After his breathing has slowed, he watches how Nino goes to Ohno and pushes him gently down on the bed and kisses him slowly, thoroughly. Their love is instinctive, something that they have probably never put into words. Jun likes the idea of sliding together without resistance. He thinks it expands beyond sex, that it's true for all five of them. It's love that you don't have to explain, because it's always there, in the touches and the words and the silences and the spaces between them. It never mattered if they saw each other regularly or if they didn't meet for months. The connection still remained.
agreed about best paragraph. ;-; Arashi~ Arashi~ for dream~
also this bit (assuming that really, more or less, this applies to all of them~):
. He has known them for too long to start aching from the wrong reasons. And they have known Jun so long that they know how to make the movements easy for him. see~ omg~ that - THAT - is what we call LOVE. it just exists like that.
<33333333333


So sweet. I love this Jun and this Arashi, and I just can't express how much I enjoyed reading this. Thank you.

My beloved OT3!
*beams and sparkles*
Thank you so much for this. <333


Jun wonders if this was the only time he was allowed here, or if he could come back. He wakes Ohno up gently, with slow kisses, and then he pinches Nino's nose closed so that he wakes up sputtering, gasping for air.


Those lines are so much love. <3

skf;skfs knew it was you. *_* I'm so glad the reveals are up, so I can properly add this to my memories :D ♥

Thanks! ♥
adflkjk I couldn't guess anyone. D:

kflasjlfsoifjwlfvma OMG SO MUCH LOVE!

<33333333333333333333333333

Does'OMGa;lkdjf;lsf;kjdhuuuurr' count as coherent feedback? Or should I go on to say that I found Jun's insecurity touching and loved how Nino and Ohno (and Sho, too) just loved him (and not just had sex with him).

Thank you~
I always abuse Jun so much that it was time I gave him some love. xD;

Juntoshi is my OTP.. but to say that matsuohmiya is my OT#.. not really
*somehow my brain can't process ohmiya O_O*

but matsuohmiya is awalys love. jun and nino AND ohno, they can never go wrong. either way, ohno has to take care of either one of them if not both ^^

and the way he cares about them. KISSING CAN NEVER GO WRONG RIIDA!!!

i'm indulging too much in this fic XD

haha, to me it's the other way around. I can't understand Jun/Ohno at all. xD

It was beautiful ! <3

Edited at 2014-03-03 10:01 am (UTC)

thank you!

(wow, it's kind of fun to get comments on old fic! :D)

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