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Night in the arms of Sakurai Sho
Jun. 3rd, 2017 10:36 amSomehow before Sakurai went back to Ishima’s arms, he specifically requested me to write our ‘night together’. He whispered that he’s quite afraid Ishima would get jealous. So without further ado, here’s the story.
It started when Satoshi took a bath at 9:30 in the evening and I chose his clothes in return for his deep understanding. He’s fairly calm about my weird craving but I knew he felt otherwise.
I sat at the edge of our bed, silently contemplating if I asked too much from him. Every time I asked for something, he would immediately smile and accept it. There were times that I reflected if I deserved to have such sweet, calm & loving person in my arms. Every moment I unconsciously lost myself to my thoughts, Satoshi would tightly embrace me and murmur sweet things in my ears. Knowing that he constantly understood my feelings, I would just lean my head to his shoulders and consciously smelled his fragrance that always remind me that he’s still within my reach, never letting go. He’s too observant that I wanted to crash that body with my powerful hug.
He finished showering 10 minutes earlier than his usual. He went out wearing a white towel wrapped around his waist, droplets on his well-built body. With years being staying with him, I still blushed at the sight. Excusing myself, I handed him my chosen date clothes to him.
I sat the sofa outside the room and waited for Satoshi to finish. Looking at the clock, it read a quarter before Sakurai’s arrival and I could honestly say that I’m looking forward for him. Maybe I was in a daze that I didn’t realize Satoshi to sit beside me.
“I’m sorry for this very stupid, childish request Satoshi.” I blurted out my concern. As much as I’m very much in bliss that Satoshi agreed to my stupid craving, I’m worried about his feelings. “Please do not worry and enjoy your night with Ishimaru, okay?”
He nodded. Patting my thigh, he leaned and kissed my right cheeks. “Enjoy yourself.” Too vague yet I understood his meaning.
I heard the doorbell ring signaling that my bear for the night has arrived.
Satoshi and I stood, embracing each other tightly. With the last stolen smell of his warmth, I opened the door letting Sakurai inside the house. I shook hands with Ishimaru Michiko and patted her shoulders in gratitude.
It took full 10 minutes before both parties separated.
My night with Sakurai started awkwardly. Who wouldn’t? When the mighty DoF Fujimoto Miyako, though in close relationship with all Arashi members, was not compatible being alone with some guy whose name was not Ohno Satoshi?
Sakurai Sho, the ever declared intelligent romantic guy of Ishimaru, started the conversation. “Well, I want to thank you for inviting me here, Miyako-chan.”
But of course, I snorted at the comment. Even the high DoS Matsumoto Jun knew about the cravings. “No need for formalities, Sakurai-kun.” The subject man smiled. “I guess, thank you for coming here.”
“Come here, Miyako-chan.” Sakurai opened his arms. In question of his action, he explained that he just wanted to comfort me. And I nod in appreciation.
“Thank you but no thanks.” I bowed my head. I really do not want to be enclosed with Ishimaru’s smell on his body.
“Can we sleep now if I may request? I’m sort of tired.”
I kind of laughed at his manner. Only Arashi could make that move to Fujimoto.
Walking him to my room, I genuinely asked if he needed something. And since he turned my offer down, I closed the door and sat at the bed.
“Do you want me to sleep at the sofa?” Sakurai gently asked, his sight pointing at the small sofa adjacent to the door.
I shook my head in disagreement. “You know perfectly well the reason you’re here, Sakurai-kun.” I arranged Satoshi pillow and placed on one side. Patting it, I encouraged him to lie on Satoshi’s part of the bed. “You can use Satoshi’s pillow.”
Sakurai nodded. Dropping his small bag to the floor, he took the laid out sleeping clothes of Satoshi in his hands. “Can I use the bathroom?” He asked and I nod.
One thing I loved about Arashi was they never minded if they even used each other’s boxers.
I was staring at the ceiling, a habit Satoshi pointed out, when I felt Sakurai’s body beside me. As a habit to pull Satoshi’s body close to mine, my hands itched to touch Sakurai’s. I guess I was too plainly obvious that the man himself pulled me to his. I knew very well I became stiff. The smell’s too manly; it’s definitely not Satoshi’s even if I forced my brain to think it was my lover.
“How’s everything with Satoshi-kun?” Sakurai cut the silence.
I’m glad he did so because I do not know if I should just pretend I fell asleep with his warmth. “The usual thing.”
That usual thing meant I was again thinking if I deserve Satoshi or not. And this usual thing was widely known by Sakurai and Aiba.
“You knew perfectly well that Satoshi loves you, right?” How comforting his words are.
I tried to close my eyes, imagined my current ongoing fiction. “What kind of a lover am I to consciously partnered my own lover to his best friend? I think I’m too delusional.”
Sakurai chuckled. Apparently he also knew about my weird habit of pairing Arashi members to each other. Even letting the real characters of the story line! “Like how you paired me with Aiba-kun?”
I really felt flustered. “Don’t.” I’m too stupid to even think of telling them about my fantasies.
“It’s okay, Miyako-chan.” I started wrapping my arms to his waist. “It’s your stress reliever. Do what makes you happy. I know Satoshi-kun would never mind about it.” With his comforting words, I unconsciously sniffed his smell.
“What are you, a puppy?” Sakurai slapped my back.
I pulled from his grip and looked at him questioningly. “Huh?”
“You sniffed me like a puppy!”
I punched him in the chest. “I’ll tell Ishima that you touched my butt on purpose!”
“What?!” Sakurai eyed me in despair. “I never did that!”
“You did, Mr. Big Pervert!” I unclasped my arms from his waist and wrapped my arms in my chest. “I honestly don’t mind. Since I knew Ishima’s short for you to notice I’m taller.” Waving my hand in tease, I began laughing at my own comment. “Is she that short? For you to lean to me and out of habit, you touched my butt instead of waist?”
“No!” Sakurai blushed. “Just don’t tell her Miyako-chan, or else.”
“Or else what, Mr. Pervert?” I snorted.
“I’ll tell Satoshi-kun how you sniffed me like a puppy!”
“How glorious. You don’t have any better comebacks?” I shrugged my shoulder. “I’ll let it go, Sakurai. So you should yours, too.”
He extended his arm to me and I took it wholeheartedly. “Good for us, then.”
We stared at each other for a second before we burst in laugh. We perfectly understood how we treasure our loved ones so much.
“Michiko’s a lucky woman to have you, Sakurai.” I said after catching my breath. “And I meant it with all my heart.”
“Satoshi too.” Sakurai placed his right arm behind his head and smiled at me. “Don’t doubt yourself.”
I nodded.
In the end, I was only able to embrace Sakurai before we slept. My cravings vanished the moment Sakurai was able to calm my nerves.
That very moment, I wished I never asked for this stupid request and instead, had Satoshi on my side.
FIN
It started when Satoshi took a bath at 9:30 in the evening and I chose his clothes in return for his deep understanding. He’s fairly calm about my weird craving but I knew he felt otherwise.
I sat at the edge of our bed, silently contemplating if I asked too much from him. Every time I asked for something, he would immediately smile and accept it. There were times that I reflected if I deserved to have such sweet, calm & loving person in my arms. Every moment I unconsciously lost myself to my thoughts, Satoshi would tightly embrace me and murmur sweet things in my ears. Knowing that he constantly understood my feelings, I would just lean my head to his shoulders and consciously smelled his fragrance that always remind me that he’s still within my reach, never letting go. He’s too observant that I wanted to crash that body with my powerful hug.
He finished showering 10 minutes earlier than his usual. He went out wearing a white towel wrapped around his waist, droplets on his well-built body. With years being staying with him, I still blushed at the sight. Excusing myself, I handed him my chosen date clothes to him.
I sat the sofa outside the room and waited for Satoshi to finish. Looking at the clock, it read a quarter before Sakurai’s arrival and I could honestly say that I’m looking forward for him. Maybe I was in a daze that I didn’t realize Satoshi to sit beside me.
“I’m sorry for this very stupid, childish request Satoshi.” I blurted out my concern. As much as I’m very much in bliss that Satoshi agreed to my stupid craving, I’m worried about his feelings. “Please do not worry and enjoy your night with Ishimaru, okay?”
He nodded. Patting my thigh, he leaned and kissed my right cheeks. “Enjoy yourself.” Too vague yet I understood his meaning.
I heard the doorbell ring signaling that my bear for the night has arrived.
Satoshi and I stood, embracing each other tightly. With the last stolen smell of his warmth, I opened the door letting Sakurai inside the house. I shook hands with Ishimaru Michiko and patted her shoulders in gratitude.
It took full 10 minutes before both parties separated.
My night with Sakurai started awkwardly. Who wouldn’t? When the mighty DoF Fujimoto Miyako, though in close relationship with all Arashi members, was not compatible being alone with some guy whose name was not Ohno Satoshi?
Sakurai Sho, the ever declared intelligent romantic guy of Ishimaru, started the conversation. “Well, I want to thank you for inviting me here, Miyako-chan.”
But of course, I snorted at the comment. Even the high DoS Matsumoto Jun knew about the cravings. “No need for formalities, Sakurai-kun.” The subject man smiled. “I guess, thank you for coming here.”
“Come here, Miyako-chan.” Sakurai opened his arms. In question of his action, he explained that he just wanted to comfort me. And I nod in appreciation.
“Thank you but no thanks.” I bowed my head. I really do not want to be enclosed with Ishimaru’s smell on his body.
“Can we sleep now if I may request? I’m sort of tired.”
I kind of laughed at his manner. Only Arashi could make that move to Fujimoto.
Walking him to my room, I genuinely asked if he needed something. And since he turned my offer down, I closed the door and sat at the bed.
“Do you want me to sleep at the sofa?” Sakurai gently asked, his sight pointing at the small sofa adjacent to the door.
I shook my head in disagreement. “You know perfectly well the reason you’re here, Sakurai-kun.” I arranged Satoshi pillow and placed on one side. Patting it, I encouraged him to lie on Satoshi’s part of the bed. “You can use Satoshi’s pillow.”
Sakurai nodded. Dropping his small bag to the floor, he took the laid out sleeping clothes of Satoshi in his hands. “Can I use the bathroom?” He asked and I nod.
One thing I loved about Arashi was they never minded if they even used each other’s boxers.
I was staring at the ceiling, a habit Satoshi pointed out, when I felt Sakurai’s body beside me. As a habit to pull Satoshi’s body close to mine, my hands itched to touch Sakurai’s. I guess I was too plainly obvious that the man himself pulled me to his. I knew very well I became stiff. The smell’s too manly; it’s definitely not Satoshi’s even if I forced my brain to think it was my lover.
“How’s everything with Satoshi-kun?” Sakurai cut the silence.
I’m glad he did so because I do not know if I should just pretend I fell asleep with his warmth. “The usual thing.”
That usual thing meant I was again thinking if I deserve Satoshi or not. And this usual thing was widely known by Sakurai and Aiba.
“You knew perfectly well that Satoshi loves you, right?” How comforting his words are.
I tried to close my eyes, imagined my current ongoing fiction. “What kind of a lover am I to consciously partnered my own lover to his best friend? I think I’m too delusional.”
Sakurai chuckled. Apparently he also knew about my weird habit of pairing Arashi members to each other. Even letting the real characters of the story line! “Like how you paired me with Aiba-kun?”
I really felt flustered. “Don’t.” I’m too stupid to even think of telling them about my fantasies.
“It’s okay, Miyako-chan.” I started wrapping my arms to his waist. “It’s your stress reliever. Do what makes you happy. I know Satoshi-kun would never mind about it.” With his comforting words, I unconsciously sniffed his smell.
“What are you, a puppy?” Sakurai slapped my back.
I pulled from his grip and looked at him questioningly. “Huh?”
“You sniffed me like a puppy!”
I punched him in the chest. “I’ll tell Ishima that you touched my butt on purpose!”
“What?!” Sakurai eyed me in despair. “I never did that!”
“You did, Mr. Big Pervert!” I unclasped my arms from his waist and wrapped my arms in my chest. “I honestly don’t mind. Since I knew Ishima’s short for you to notice I’m taller.” Waving my hand in tease, I began laughing at my own comment. “Is she that short? For you to lean to me and out of habit, you touched my butt instead of waist?”
“No!” Sakurai blushed. “Just don’t tell her Miyako-chan, or else.”
“Or else what, Mr. Pervert?” I snorted.
“I’ll tell Satoshi-kun how you sniffed me like a puppy!”
“How glorious. You don’t have any better comebacks?” I shrugged my shoulder. “I’ll let it go, Sakurai. So you should yours, too.”
He extended his arm to me and I took it wholeheartedly. “Good for us, then.”
We stared at each other for a second before we burst in laugh. We perfectly understood how we treasure our loved ones so much.
“Michiko’s a lucky woman to have you, Sakurai.” I said after catching my breath. “And I meant it with all my heart.”
“Satoshi too.” Sakurai placed his right arm behind his head and smiled at me. “Don’t doubt yourself.”
I nodded.
In the end, I was only able to embrace Sakurai before we slept. My cravings vanished the moment Sakurai was able to calm my nerves.
That very moment, I wished I never asked for this stupid request and instead, had Satoshi on my side.
FIN
