*A/N: TheGazettEFanatic's Prompt #7 : Breathplay (Erotic Asphyxiation). The link can be found here > (http://www.wattpad.com/111780069-kink-writing-prompts-prompt-7). Haven't done a prompt in ages, so here you go Emi! Also Royz fans please don't hate me! I don't really think what I wrote, I just wrote it into the story. The video is of Koudai's egoist outfit. Enjoy part 1! - filth
Fandom: Mejibray
Pairing: Koichi (Mejibray) x Koudai (Royz)*
~ I do not own Mejibray or Royz, this is fictional. ~
Sometimes people aren't always what you expect. And you'd think that two cute boys would be exactly that, cute. But regardless of how cute I seemed, I acted all but that. And tonight I showed him. I showed him my dark side. And his reaction was not at all what I expected.
Koichi's POV:
It was your usual live. Chekis. Perform. Wait for the other bands to perform. Do signings then back to the hotel. Expect for Koichi, this wasn't his usual live. Tonight they had performed with Royz, amongst a few other bands. For some reason, during the younger bands performance, the pink haired bassist had become very interested in a particular bassist. Well, lets just say, his nether regions became very interested. Koichi did not care to deny the fact that he was gay, he knew it was true, and so did his past boyfriends and lovers. But it wasn't like him to be interested in feminine men. His type were usually very masculine, a match to his pettiness. But for tonight, Koudai, Royz's red haired bassist, had got him aroused. He watched the way the sweat ran down his costume, and clung to his body. The sequinned material shimmered with it. The curly black and red hair became flatter as movement and heat pulled the delicate style apart. Egoist. The way the word sounded coming of the vocalists lips, entranced the bassist of Mejibray. Koichi could define himself as an egoist, then yet again, a lot of people in this scene could. It wasn't as though they intentionally were, they needed to be self interested if they were ever going to succeed in the cruel industry of music. Oh how Koichi wished that the bassist dressed like one of the guitarists, his costume was so covered. The pinkette tired to remember if the red head had ever worn revealing clothes, but came up blank, it wasn't like he had payed any attention to the rising band before now. As the song finished, the band rushed quickly to the backstage rooms, for a quick break and change, before performing once more. Koudai came back with a t-shirt, but still wore his skirt and leggings. Koichi pouted internally, he wanted to see more of the bassists skin, or at let the curve of his body. His long hair was tied up in a loose pony tail, the remnants of the curls struggle to be seen. Royz played a few more songs before finishing up for the night.
"You looked good tonight." Koichi winked at the other bassist.
Koudai blushed. Even in the darkness of the wings, the pinkette could see the red tinge grace the others cheeks.
"Thanks."
Koichi eyed what curves showed from the sweaty t-shirt. For a Jrock artist, the bassist was slightly chubby, the curves of his hips prominently showing through the clinging material. Suddenly feeling self conscious about his lack of weight Koichi wrapped his arms around himself. He frowned. Usually he was smooth when picking up guys. Now he was feeling uncertain. Strange.
"Glad you enjoyed your show, cause now it's time for dinner." Tsuzuku interrupted.
One bassist pouted, while the other smirked.
"You can't have both, although he does look tasty at the moment." The black haired vocalist continued.
Feeling embarrassed the pinkette bowed and led the raven away, before he could cause anymore damage.
But obviously, Tsuzuku was in an annoying mood tonight. As he yelled out loud. "Yo Subaru! Get the guys and meet us outside in 10, well take you to dinner!"
Koichi face palmed himself, and dragged the other outside.
"What was that for?!" The bassist demanded.
Tsuzuku smirked. "You were ogling him."
"I was not!" Koichi protested. "Okay, yeah maybe... Just a bit though!"
The raven examined his black fingernails and began to sulk. "I'm just being helpful."
"I can handle guys on my own thankyou very much." He huffed, turning his nose in the air.
"I don't think you can handle him." The vocalist muttered, but Koichi chose to ignore that.
"Who can't he handle?" MiA asked, strutting out the door.
The bassist groaned.
"Royz." Tsuzuku grinned evilly.
MiA pulled out his phone and checked his twitter notifications. "They're all a bunch of sluts. Ko can handle them."
"You can't say that MiA." Tsuzuku defended.
MiA shrugged. "Everyone knows its true. How many warnings have they had from their label about it? Okay... Not all of them are... The bassist and drummer are pretty well behaved. It's just the frontmen that set a bad example."
"Well no matter what everyone says, you're going to have to be polite. Tsu invited them to dinner with us."
Now it's was MiA's turn to mutter under his breath, and it sounded a lot like 'duck my wife'.
It wasn't long before they were joined by Meto and the whole of Royz. MiA strutted off into the darkness and led the way, since he was unhappy about the situation, Tsuzuku had allowed him to choose where they ate. The guitarist chose an expensive looking restaurant, which turned out to be quite cheap.
"So..." MiA began, eyeing everyone over his bowl of ramen. "How many piercings do you actually have Kuina?"
"20." The other guitarist answered simply.
"Don't lie Kuinyan!" Kazuki giggled. "You have more than that."
"Please, we're eating. I don't need to know what else he has pierced. And I don't care when it happened." Subaru sighed.
Koichi was not expecting that. From what he had heard, Royz was pretty rambunctious, and no topic was off limits. Hell, Kuina and Tomoya had shared pictures of them bathing together. After that, dinner remained pretty average. Koichi was bored senseless and had reduced himself to playing charades with Meto. Of course the drummer won. For a mute, he had a unfair advantage. Pouting at his loss the pinkette followed the others back, conveniently the two bands were placed in the same hotel. Once in his room, the one he happened to be sharing with the still gloating mute boy, the bassist stripped and took a shower. The rivulets of water ran over his skin, washing away the sweat, the makeup, the hairspray, and his thoughts. All except one thought. Koudai. The more the bassist thought about him, the more he was eager to touch himself. Fuck... One hand went to his throat, squeezing down on the soft flesh, arteries and larynx. Leaning back against the wall he imagined the red head choking him, as Koichi fucked him. Damn. He needed the other so bad. He allowed the other hand to fall lower, until it met hard skin. The hand around his throat gripped tighter, as the hand below moved. Small whines fell off his pierced tongue, and out of his lips. Chin quivering with another piercing, Koichi gasped and stroked harder. Biting his lip, refraining from saying the others name. Even though Meto was mute, there were still was in which he could tell, although he knew his best friend wouldn't. He couldn't live with the drummers smirk and knowing gaze, especially over the next few days that they were performing with Royz. The lack of oxygen, sent his orgasm bubbling faster to his head. With a final groan he slid down the wall and rested on his knees. The water washed away the evidence, the tiles hiding the secret. Standing up he washed his long pink hair, before turning the water off, and presenting himself to meet his friend. Stepping out Meto gave him a smirk.
"It's none of your business." Koichi snapped and dropped the towel before getting into bed.
He swore that the blue haired drummer was laughing at him. Even with that done, he still could not rest. His mind full of the other man. Go away! Kochi growled. He didn't need this. He didn't want to be pestered by another possible relationship. Rolling over and burying his face in the pillow he tried to find the elusive dream land. But tonight, Koudai was going to meet him there.
