Go for the green or go home (NC-17, MUCC & Aicle)

[Anraf]

Title: Go for the green or go home
Pairing: Tatsuro (MUCC) & Emiru (aicle.) (and starring also Takeru)
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Non-con, humor, pwp
Chapters: Oneshot

Author: Anraf
Beta: Sedatives

Warning: Swearing, forced sex

Summary: There is a big gig coming soon, with various bands in there, including MUCC and aicle. Dead tired Tatsuro just wants a moment of silence and rest, but the hyperactive Emiru doesn't seem to grant it for him. Finally Tatsuro finds out only one effective way to silent the cheerful vocalist.

PoV: Tatsuro's

A/N: Don't shoot the pianist! I'm innocent. Really. You see, my friend likes mostly those cheerful, colorful J-rockers. I, on the other hand, love the dark and mysterious characters. Then when we talk about "our men", it's like an endless battle of attention and awesomeness. Somehow, today too, at work we ended up discussing about these things, and she somehow blurted Emiru and Tatsuro in the same sentence, saying something like "what a random idea of a pairing". And I was stroking my fictional beard and humming "yes indeed, what a pairing..." Then on the way to home I started thinking of it, how someone like tired Tatsuro would react to someone like ever-so-cheerful Emiru. The thought made me chuckle. I wanted to share the chuckle. Enjoy!(if you can)
Also, I have to say, it was refreshing to write Tatsuro as bad-mouthed and bad-tempered for a change. :b

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Go for the green or go home


40 minutes. 40 fucking minutes he's been going on and on. Can't he see I really can't now? No matter how hard I try to ignore him and focus on my PSP, he keeps jumping around and distracting me. How can ANYONE go on for 40 minutes talking about how many different shades of green there is in the world, and how difficult it is to find the right one from Tokyo? Please, then go to some other country to look for it, I mean seriously, GO!

Ah, finally silence. I’m finally left alone. I swear this is the longest day I have had for ages. Last night I had to do a sound check until the late hours because our leader is such a nihilist. Then there was waiting about twenty e-mails from friends to reply to when I got home. And the duties require that I answer to some fanmails everyday too, so it took another hour or so. And when I finally tried to sleep, the cat decided to start jumping up and down from the bed so I possibly couldn't sleep well.

After a couple hours of sleep I had to return here again to check the things with the other bands too, and now finally, FINALLY, there is some time to rest before the concert. All the others went to eat, but I can't get anything down except Red Bull. So at least give me my rest and go talking about the colors with someone who cares! Ah, this is the best - nice, comfy sofa of the dressing room, Monster Hunter gaming and nice silent relaxing. Now that Emiru is gone, perhaps I could try to have a nap too. I feel drowsy…

"SHIT! Almost got a heart attack! You know, those doors belong outside and not inside of the room."
"Ahh, sorry Tatsuro-san, but I brought us some coffee, you seem to need some. You're a bit silent."

Silent huh? Could it be it's because I don't get a chance to say anything because you keep babbling on? Wait, did he say he brought coffee? No. No no no. No fucking way that he's going to drink coffee and get more high into caffeine! GIVE ME THOSE CUPS, NOW!

"Wow, you seemed to really like it, you drank them both so fast."

Yeah, keep grinning. I feel even more nauseous now because of you. But no way I'm going to let you get more energetic than you already are. Now where was I, back to laying on the couch, ahh…

What now? You just stare yourself from the mirror. Are you staring at ME from the mirror? Do you want me to ask what you're staring at? I don't want to ask. If I ask, you start talking again. I don't want you to talk. But I don't want you to stare at yourself like that either. It's freaking scary. And if you stare at me, I… Fine.

"What now?"
"I just… I wonder if this new hair color really suits me."

For fuck's sake…

"It's good."
"Oh really? Does Tatsuro-san really like it? I was green haired so many years but then Takeru got me convinced that I should try a blond color as well, and then I ended up trying it, but I'm not really accustomed to it yet. But if Tatsuro-san says it's good, I guess it has to be, right?"

Right whatever.

"I really wonder if this will impress people, I wonder if Takeru will like me more now as a blond, and I wonder if he would someday want more from our friendship…"

And I wonder if you really should talk about these things to me at all. Especially when I'm not even listening. See, I am not interested. I'm focusing on my game and just nodding unimpressed. I really don't care to know who you want to fuck, or who wants to fuck you rather as blond than green haired. But true that, you are a match made in Heaven with Takeru. You two are like love-children of Miyavi. And I swear I'm going to beat the shit out of the person who dares again to lay to your hands anything that contains caffeine.

"Isn't Tatsuro-san really not hungry at all?"
"No. I'm tired and I don't have an appetite."
"Then maybe you should drink some more coffee or something. I could go and have another cup for you."

How about a nice refreshing cup of SHUT THE FUCK UP???
Seriously. And what now? You're doing it again. Staring yourself creepily from the mirror. Are you… Checking your ass? The ass is fine, now move it off this room. Is it really necessary for you to pose there like that? They say guy's range of vision is narrow, but unfortunately that's bullshit. No matter how I try to focus my gaze on this small screen of PSP, I still succeed seeing your green micro shorts and small top. It's because you're like a green bouncing absinth fairy, dammit!

"I really don't know about this… Now that I'm blond, should I change the color of my costumes too? But I'm still kind of keen to these green clothes of mine. Lately I started training again, do you see these abs? Are they fine now? Because I'm not always sure if it's really me, you know. I like to have a trimmed body, but I don't mean to exaggerate it. Then again…"

And now we talk about your abs. You really do this purposely, don't you? You will not shut up, no matter what, right? You will always find something to say about your body. I can't take it. I want silence. I want to relax. I want to get rid of this stress and just relax. Don't make me shut your mouth, because I can't guarantee you like it.

"It's really hard to find the balance between the cute Emiru and the sexy Emiru. I feel more cute than sexy, but I have heard both opinions. It could be these abs too that give the sexy impression. But if I'm moving like this, isn't it rather cute?"

Okay, that does it. You had it coming. Now this console flies to the corner of the sofa, and you will finally shut up. I'm serious.

"Oh, Tatsuro-san, what are you…"
"Well let's see now. The hair. Just perfect color and perfect length."

As I can grab it perfectly to tilt your head to the left and bite your neck.

"Tatsuro…!"

Don't try that. I already saw it from your eyes when you looked at us through that mirror; you liked the view of me biting your neck.

"Then the abs… Hmm…"

Ahh, I actually like it how you squirm when I'm investigating your stomach and hips with my hands. Yeah, you actually feel pretty soft and nice, and I just love this scent of yours in your hair and neck. I want to taste some more of it.

"What are you doing?!"

What a stupid question. Can't you see I'm now giving you what you wanted - my full attention. I'm investigating the places you wanted me to.

"Just checking up these things to say my honest opinion. Let's remove this now…"

Without the top, what a beautiful body indeed this is. It feels wonderful in my hands. This marble chest and hardened nipples between my fingers. It must feel wonderful against my body too.

"Tatsuro! Why are you taking your shirt off? This is enough already…"

Enough, you say? Oh honey, nothing is ever enough for you. So let's do that investigation properly now, so there won't be a single place in your body left that you could start a topic about. Thus, now goes your pants.

"I don't want this! Stop it!"

I'm immune to your screaming now. You had so many chances to stop it. But you didn't. So stop that shouting. Fine, I'll kiss you silent. Mm, he tastes just the way he looks: sweet. Green. Can green be a taste? What am I messing now? Of course it can't. But if it was, it would be Emiru. Soft, warm, sweet Emiru. If I'd seal your lips like this every time you open your mouth, would you learn not to open it? Or would you just like it too much? Your squirms don't really convince me to stop, as I can feel your tongue replying to my kiss. You don't even push me away though I am not anymore holding you. I'm unzipping my pants but you just stand there. Hmph, you confuse me. Then again, I don't care if you want this or not, as I actually started really wanting this now myself.

"Don't touch me! Don't touch… there… No!"

Ah, turned around, you see your naked body from the mirror, and me standing taller behind you, hands caressing those famous abs and even lower. Don't lie that you don't like this sight. Even I like this sight. I like this neck I'm biting and sucking, I like your groans and how you squeeze my wrist, supposedly trying to stop me from caressing your manhood. What a pitiful try if you really are trying. That's right, just close your eyes and enjoy.

"You can't do this to me… Who do you think you are?!"

I'm Tatsuro fucking Iwakami and I'm sick and tired today, too much to listen to meaningless crap about the colors and other shit. You provoked me, so now answer the consequences.

"Rather than asking who do I think I am, ask what I'm thinking about doing to you."
"Stop it! You've gone mad."
"Somewhat. But you can only blame yourself about it."
"I will scream for help. You have 5 seconds to stop this or I'll scream."

5 seconds? That's merciful. In 5 seconds I can already do lots of things. Like this, spitting my hand and moisture your hole, pull your lower body towards me and make you bend against that dressing-table. Now that I have adjusted myself ready to thrust into you, do try to scream when my fingers are in your mouth.

"You… Pig."

Pig? That's just cute, Emiru. Gosh this feels good. My laughter mixed with your groans and murmurings, your heat against mine, your glare from the mirror… But dear Emiru, your eyes give you away. I can very well see, that despite that glare, you're as excited as I am. I can see your eyes following the lines of my arms and shoulders, enjoying it when my long hair tickle your arched back and neck. You love to watch me doing this to you. To watch us.

"Now watch me fucking you."
"No."
"Small and temperamental, they say. But you will watch. Now."

Even if I have to force you to watch, I'll make sure you won't miss this show. This wide mirror and table gives a perfect chance for a perfect view. I love to see your expressions every time I thrust deeper, how your body trembles and your back arches. Caressing these perfectly firmed buttocks is heavenly too.

I should thank you. I already feel the stress disappearing. When I'm fucking you and touching you all over, I feel so much better. To the point where my tiredness just makes me want to lean on your back, kiss your nape, spine, shoulders and bite it gently while I move inside of you. I could be like this forever, breath your sweet scent and rest in your warmth. I could keep my eyes closed and just dwell in this pleasure.

"Tatsuro…"

After opening my eyes, the first thing I see from the mirror is your euphoric gaze. There is no sign of resistance, if there ever was any, and I feel you sucking my two fingers in your mouth. You drive me crazy. First with your babbling and now by feeling so heavenly. I want to see you enjoying, I want to hear you moan, I want you to come, gasping my name.

"I can touch here now, can't I?"
"…Yes…"

See, I'm not a pig. You gave me a permission to wank you. This looks just too sexy; never knew a dressing room would be the best place for sex. I love to watch us going on like this, getting closer to the climax. I'm already fucking you like mad and stroking you at the same time, and your moans and gasps are turning me on… Sadly this will be over soon.

"I… Will not come for the likes of you."

I see, you decided to continue that play again. Very well then.

"Oh, but I don't think you have much to say in that. Don't lie you don't enjoy of this. I will only fuck you harder."

Darn, I can't hold back much longer. I need to… Bite… This neck under my teeth is awesome, this whole body is fucking awesome. And it was a fucking awesome fuck. Oh, great, he seemed to come at the same time. I can't get up, I just want to lay on his back and enjoy this moment awhile. His burning hot semen on my hand is completing this feeling. He seems exhausted too. Finally. Laying his cheek on the table and looking at us from the mirror. Such a beautiful smile.

Smile?! I know that smile! He schemed this whole thing! And I am the pig here?? Well done, Emiru, well done.

"Don't look so appalled. Don't you feel so much better already, Tatsuro-san?"

Ah what a cute grin. I have met my equivalent. For that alone I could fuck his brains out again. I have to admit, he saw lots of efforts. And it was worth it.

"I would say now my honest opinion, that everything in you is very much fuckable and you can very well balance between the sexy and cute. So could I now rest a little while on the sofa, in silence?"
"Ah, sure."

Except that relaxing is pretty much impossible now. Laying on the couch, having you next to me sitting on the floor and leaning your chin on my shoulder and having you caressing my stomach while watching me playing my PSP. I just want to do it again. But we have no time. Nor do I have the energy. I should save myself for the concert.

"Emiru!"
"Takeru!"

Ouch, my ears.

"Look what I found on our way to buy some food! I just couldn't leave these to that shop."
"Oh, they look great!"

I don't even dare turn to look.

"And guess what? I bought ones for you too!"
"You didn't!"
"I did! And guess what color?"

Kill… Me… Now…

"GREEEEEEEEEEEN!"

[Nokku]

What's better than Porn? Crack Porn! \o/ And curse you, I can't sleep now, not after this! Too hot and too funny! I was seriously skeptical about this at first, but once again you proved you've got the skills to make it work, no matter how weird the idea might sound. Bravo I say, bravo! Another 'yay' -thing is you used present-term. I suppose you already know how that makes me feel, so we can just say well done. Oh darlin', I'm so proud of you! ;_; <3 Btw, does this mean the next time MUCC comes to Finland all I've gotta do after the show is to babble about some hair color -nonsense and ask Tatsu if my boobs are fine the way they are and does my ass look nice and firm and he'll jump on me just to get me to shut up? Excellent! I still think he's and idiot for not coming here and taking us as his brides-to-be, since we're so hot and into him - and each other! <3 Well I guess we'll just have to send him some motivational pics, and he'll come running to us. ;) *hurhurhur* Nuh-uh, don't give me that look! You knew this would happen after the oh-so-sensual conversation and the facts it's three am and I'm one perverted kitty cat.

All the others went to eat, but I can't get anything down except Red Bull.
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nice, comfy sofa of the dressing room, Monster Hunter gaming and nice silent relaxing.

Red Bull and Monhan? Seriously woman, you're killin' me! xD

It's because you're like a green bouncing absinth fairy, dammit!

...and there goes my fancy for the green devil. >.< I'm not that keen to the idea of an absinth fairy Emiru. *shivers* Btw, don't wanna be a pain in your pants, but isn't it 'damnit'?

What a stupid question. Can't you see I'm now giving you what you wanted - my full attention.

What a stupid question indeed! Crow, Tatsu's full attention is everything anyone could ever dream of and Emiru is acting like he doesn't want it?! Seriously dude, what's wrong with you?!

Oh, okay. It was all just an act. Nice~ *nods approvingly* Okay, I really loved this, but I'm too tired to get my brains to work properly so I'll just give up and head to bed to... sleep. Yeah, girl gotta have her beauty sleep. No thoughts of Tatsu and his enormous... ego, no. That I'll save for the next time I'll be coming over. x) Okay, sorry! It's just that I'm really, really, tired and, lets face it, twisted to my core so you'll just have to live with it! I might edit this in the morning but for now this stays as creepy as it is. Hope you enjoyed!

//Yeah... Just wanted to add I loved the idea (Emiru being as sneaky and perverted as Tatsu<3) and the whole bad-mouth Tatsu with his perfect logic. ^^ You should write more pwp, since you seriously got the skills! *hint hint*

//2

If it were me, I woul've locked him in a cupboard

That's more like Yuketsuko, not Tatsu! x) (Poor Yukke, showed in a cupboard whenever Yuketsuko's around. ;_;)

[gnrbu]

I thought I'd rather read and comment on this one before moving on to Poker Face, but it probably didn't do any good for my mental health. ^^;;; Seriously, woman, what are you on, when did you give it to Nokku and can I get some, too?

I don't even know who Aicle's Emiru is. For me, Emiru will always be Lareine's Emiru. This Emiru was green and annoying (I take it you're not crazy about him either?), but Tatsurou more than made up for it. ^^ I loved seeing him all grumpy, but even then he didn't lose any of his charm. He did become more energetic himself after those two cups of coffee. Oh, and how logical of him to drink them! Not to speak of the other totally logical things he did to shut Emiru up. If it were me, I woul've locked him in a cupboard or shoved a sock into his mouth - or maybe even told him to shut up. ;D Obviously these options never even crossed Tatsurou's mind...

Not complaining, this is good crack and good porn. ^^ I'm not sure if I can call this good non-con, because Emiru so had it coming I can't even begin to feel sorry for him. ;p But still: Baby, you're sick! I wouldn't have believed you to be the type to type up a rape fantasy. ;D But hey, it's okay. As soon as you - or anyone else - never mention Emiru to me again. I don't think I could handle any more.

You two are like love-children of Miyavi.

This gave me mental images that were so wrong in so many different ways. ^^;

Oh, by the way, scratch whatever I said about Aki's abs last night. You are obsessed with just about anybody's abs!

PS. I added bands to your title.

[Anraf]

Okay, now that I have finally stopped laughing my ass off to your comments, perhaps I can write a thank you or alike.

Seriously, I can't tell what passed in my mind when writing this (besides the obvious. You know, the hot action on the desk with Tatsuro)
Those two are like light-years away from each other, in many senses, but even so, it was very tempting to make Tatsuro to teach Emiru about the reasons and consequences. ;b
I myself am whatmost horrible and terrible person when I'm dead-tired and knowing that I should still push on. So, in that point I don't answer about the consequences. And neither did Tatsuro. The only good thing in this case is that in the end, nobody complained about it. ;D

Yes yes, dear Nokku, Tatsuro without Red Bull and Monhan just isn't Tatsuro. (Sadly. We talked about this already. And the third thing that would bother our harmonious co-existing together, is his cellphone and the Internet in it, not to mention the endless flood of messages from his friends)
However, perhaps we indeed can learn from Emiru and try out his sneakish ways to steal Tatsuro's attention. If it doesn't work, we can still try multiple other things. We have time, we have time... While our sweetly ignorant man is focusing on his games and social life. ;3

And sorry about stealing your ideal about the absinth fairy. For me, it has always looked like that. Emiru just gave it a face and body. Embrace it. (the best you can)

Ahh, gnrbu... Your curiosity won after all. Or perhaps because, as you said, you didn't know who Emiru is (and now you can't forget even if you wished to). However, we can only guess what has driven me to write this... It may be a) the will to prove that Tatsuro owns all the other Jrockers b) they put something into our coffee at work (I have begun to suspect this) c) I was in need of some Tatsuro action and Emiru just happened to bounce in, but actually it could have been anyone. Or maybe all of the above. Who knows.

It was so fun and exciting to write Tatsuro being like this, and I'm happy he succeeded to excite you two too! ;)
As we know, he is so nice and kind to everyone *coughing* so of course he wouldn't shove socks nor stuck anyone into a closet. Unless it was about somekind of game, as in "a sock into your mouth so you won't make a sound and then let me show you something in the closet." *drool* Ahem, well, I believe you got the point.

Baby, you're sick! I wouldn't have believed you to be the type to type up a rape fantasy. ;D

Oh dear, I hope I haven't give some "pink cotton candy daydreamer" image of myself then? Because seriously, I'm more into p0rn than I'm into romance. I just treasure those fantasies usually secretly. And when not, I shock and twist people like this. *evil laughter*

So, embrace my obsessions, embrace my men and their abs, embrace even that bouncy absinth fairy! Hozaaah! \o/