Title: First Dream
Paring: Orgy (Sakumiya/Masamotoshi)
Rating: R
Warning: I did this when I was tired, so there is not much color in it. I hope it’s still enjoyable, though.
Note:.
Supposed to be New Year fic, though it’s late XD I was like (Hahah this is perfect through the whole process of writing it :3)

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Two of the five were asleep in Sho’s house and it wasn’t even midnight yet. It was about 20 minutes before, actually. “Sa~toshi,” Sho said, poking the man who was strewn on his couch. “Satoshi, it’s almost midnight. I thought you wanted to see the ball drop?” Ohno mumbled something relatively more incoherent than usual and turned away to snuggle into the couch. “Someone wake him up please?”

            “You know I can’t,” Jun said. He was leaning back in a table chair, one leg thrown lazily over the other. He was staring at the TV which was changing channels as he pressed the ‘+’ button on Sho’s remote, not actually paying attention to anything that was on.

            “I would,” Nino mumbled from the floor. “But I’m kinda tied up with this drunk idiot.” His cards were lain out in front of him in a perfect arch and he was leaning over Aiba’s body to play them. Of course, he was fast asleep, too. Sho knew he shouldn’t have let Aiba drink so much so fast.

            Sho sighed, continuing to poke Ohno’s back. “Oi~. Satoshi~,” he whined, whipping his head around to look at Nino again with pleading eyes. “Nino, do something. Surely he’ll wake up for you.” Jun nodded in silent agreement.

            They had agreed on the basis of ‘Ohmiya SK’, Nino knew that but it still peeved him. Ohno wasn’t the one he liked, anyway. He was just easy to get in bed with. “Just because we’re Ohmiya doesn’t mean he’ll wake up for me. In fact he sleeps better when I’m around.” Nino pouted, glaring at his cards.

            Jun coughed and stopped flipping the channels on the news, dropping the remote to the floor. “I don’t see how that’s possible. He sleeps like a log around any of us.” He waved a lazy hand towards himself, Sho, and Aiba who was dead to the world. “I would think he doesn’t sleep for you.” He raised an eyebrow in Nino’s direction. Sho snickered.

            Nino couldn’t help but smirk, looking Jun right in the eyes. “He doesn’t if I don’t let him.” Just then, Aiba turned around in Nino’s lap, rubbing his nose into his crotch. “OI!” Nino yelled, somehow startling Ohno out of his slumber. “Get this idiot out of my crotch!”

            Ohno sat up and blinked. “Somebody’s in your crotch Kazu?” He asked yawning so some of the words came out muffled. Sho was coughing from attempting not to laugh and Jun’s face was turning red from his attempt to stay calm and collected.

            “Yeah and it’s not you Captain,” Nino sneered.

            Ohno frowned, obviously pouting from Nino’s venomous words. “D-don’t worry, Satoshi,” Sho choked out. “Your Kazu’s just bitter ‘cause he couldn’t keep you awake tonight. Isn’t that right, Kazu?” Jun snorted from the chair and clamped his hand over his mouth. The night was just getting a whole lot more fun. And as always, it was because of the scatter-brained Aiba. He wondered if the drunk would ever wake up.

            Nino glared at Sho. That man didn’t understand a damn thing. How could someone who had gone to a University be so frustratingly stupid? “Could you just get this guy off me before he does something both he and I regret?” Jun looked away from the two on the floor, mind whirling from the words the tiny man had said.

            “How do you know he’d regret it?” Sho teased, though he made his way to his two younger friends. He stopped in front of Nino who shuffled his cards out of the way.

            “Couldn’t you just move him yourself?” Ohno piped up from the couch. He was peeking over the armrest, hands gripping it, on his knees so that his butt was in the air. Jun wanted to know how someone nearly 30 could have such a sexy and hot ass. His body wasn’t all too bad, either…

            “I would,” Nino replied quietly, looking straight at Sho. “But that may cause him to do something to me that I’d really rather him not do.” Though, if Aiba was serious in doing it he figured it wouldn’t be too bad. It’s just that Aiba was undoubtedly like a teenage boy in almost every aspect of his personality.

            Sho stared back into Nino’s eyes, concentrating hard on the swirling caramel brown. He wondered what Nino was planning. His eyes sparkled with a prank. “So you think Sho moving him will make it any better?” Jun asked. His eyes flicked from the floor to the couch, trying to figure out which scene was more interesting.

            “Maybe,” Nino shrugged. Sho looked down at Aiba whose face was indeed shoved in Nino’s crotch. But he looked peaceful there. He grabbed Aiba by the shoulder and shook.

           “Ma~saki,” he crooned. He smirked. Calling Aiba ‘Masaki’ always got his attention, especially if Sho said it sweetly. “Ma~saki, time to wake up.”

            Aiba jerked away from Sho’s hand and curled closer to Nino who squeaked at the sudden movement so close to his tender spot. “Five more… it’s…warm…leave me alone,” he mumbled.

            Sho stared. He wondered just how warm being in Nino’s crotch could be and brushed his nose. What was he thinking? Was he drunk? But he had only had two drinks… Maybe it was just the tension Aiba was creating in the room. He was always good at that and seemed to be so even in his sleep. It wasn’t even always sexual tension, though. Not that Sho wasn’t used to it. Judging by past occasions… this was sexual tension.

            While Sho was pondering his thoughts, Jun had decided that the two on the floor were more interesting than Ohno’s 28 year-old butt and had joined them. He had seen Nino look deeply into Sho’s eyes and Sho look away. He could feel the tension between the two rising though it stemmed originally from Aiba who refused to move away from Nino who he was now clinging to. Ohno popped up beside him, peeking over his shoulder to see what was going on. It seemed that his perch from the couch was too far away. Or he just wanted to be closer to where the action was.

            “Try again, Sho-chan,” Nino whined with puppy-dog eyes. “I want him off!” So Sho did. He shook Aiba’s shoulder again and when he didn’t move, Sho leaned over him. He put his lips close to Aiba’s ear, swallowed, and blew gently into the other man’s ear.

            Aiba’s reaction was startling and over dramatic. His head shot up and his arm flew up to grab Sho’s head and push it down. He lunged forward, tackling Jun who was straight in his path. Jun grabbed Aiba as they fell, pulling him close and uttered‘Oof’ as they both hit the floor.

            Ohno watched from the side, feeling left out .Sho’s face had replaced Aiba’s in between Nino’s legs, where he had a feeling Nino liked it. And Aiba was on top of Jun in the most provocative way Ohno had ever seen.

            Sho stayed immobile for a second, contemplating what he wanted to do while he was where it was. It didn’t take him long to slightly lift up his head, scoot closer to Nino, and dart a hand over to Nino’s zipper while the other pushed Nino onto the floor. “Wh-what?” Nino stuttered, head hitting the floor lightly.

            “Isn’t this what you wanted all along?” Sho asked pointedly. Ohno frowned. Now he really felt left out. He turned away from the new couple to watch the seemingly asleep Aiba attempt to push up Jun’s shirt. Ohno crawled over, deciding it wouldn’t hurt to help.

            Shit, Nino thought, biting his lip. So maybe Sho wasn’t so dull. To hide his thudding heart from the tantalizingly slowness in which Sho was pulling down his zipper Nino asked, “What about your idiot over there?”

            Sho peeked out of the corner of his eye towards the other three, uninterested. He went back to working on Nino’s pants. “What about your hubby?” He retaliated. “I’m sure Masaki will be taken care of by them. After he takes care of Jun that is.”

            Jun was having a hard time being two-teamed. At first he had just lain on the floor, dumbfounded. And then Ohno had come over and pulled off his shirt. His lips tickled his ear and Aiba’s made a trail down his chest. Jun didn’t like being teamed up on. He knew he should have been able to get away, but his reaction had been too slow and he couldn’t move Aiba’s body off of him. Not when Ohno was pinning his arms behind his head on the floor. With Aiba licking down his chest and Ohno’s lips nearing his Jun was surely having a hard time with everything. He bit his lip but let it slip out of his teeth to meet Ohno’s, which pressed against his just as Nino let out a tiny yelp from not even three meters away. Jun wasn’t surprised. Nino’s eyes had been on Sho and his sexy body for a while… he gasped against Ohno’s soft, warm lips as Aiba got past his waist band.

            Ohno bit Jun’s lip, feeling the youngest’s attention wander. Ohno needed something. The noises slipping from Nino’s sly tongue because of Sho made him restless. The things he imagined they were doing, for he could not see, were wet and fast, slick and loud in his head and he couldn’t get them out. He needed something to pull his attention away from Nino. Which he knew, from experience, was rather hard.

            But Nino would not let up with the noises and Sho would not stop causing Nino to make the noises. At least, not for a while. He could feel Nino getting close and when Jun ripped Ohno’s pants off his body and grabbed his aching hardness, Sho’s mouth released Nino. Nino retaliated right away, surprising Sho with strength and speed. He toppled on top of Sho and pulled down his pants. Not even bothering to get Sho ready, he shoved in, needing the friction. Sho cried out at the same time as Ohno and Jun. Jun, who was being sucked by Aiba and Ohno who was being handled by Jun. His lips hovered at Jun’s ear, his quick breaths working Jun up even more.

            As Nino went faster, Sho cried out louder. His noises were so boisterous and aching that they got to the point where it sounded as if he were egging the crowd on for a Lucky Man performance. Nino half smiled. How long he had waited to make those noises come from Sho.

            At the same time that Nino smiled, Jun’s face twisted and Ohno let out a choked breath. They were nearing their climax’s too. Somehow, though, before that, Ohno managed to squirm away from Jun and Jun managed to tug out of Aiba’s mouth; an unsaid agreement. They were both going to make Aiba suffer now, because he had caused this whole incident to happen. Aiba struggled, his eyes closed as if still in sleep. Ohno and Jun glanced at each other before ganging up on Aiba. Ohno attacked Aiba’s pants, taking control of that part for once. Jun decided to manipulate Aiba’s lips. He didn’t refuse when Aiba grabbed him. Aiba had always been good at hand jobs, though he knew this one wouldn’t be as good because of what Ohno was doing to the tall man.

            Aiba started breathing faster, hand twitching and hips jerking. Jun and Ohno got off just from watching. Nino and Sho were having a great time at the same exact timing as the other three, though their fun had much more meaning. Sho’s back arched and his hands clenched on air, unable to grab anything. The five, unable to hold back any longer, somehow, all came within seconds of each other.

            The tension was released faster than it had been gathered. They heard clapping and screams from the TV, though no one paid much attention. Ohno yawned, a half smile on his face as he leered at the drunk man on the floor. Jun rolled away from Aiba, letting out a slow breath. He was tired from this. Nino pulled out of Sho who jerked up his pants and then crawled over to Nino to pull up his. “Tired?” Nino asked Sho, gleaming. Sho smiled heartily back before falling next to Nino and curling up with him. “Yes,” he replied, along with Ohno and Jun.

 

            Aiba blinked up at Sho’s ceiling, his eyes fuzzy with sleep. His head throbbed with hangover, though it wasn’t as bad as he had expected the night before. He rolled to his side and then pushed himself up, standing and stretching. He wondered if it was midnight yet, then spotted the clock above Sho’s TV. It was 5am. He couldn’t believe he was up already.

            Plopping back onto the floor, he squeezed his eyes shut, trying to remember the dream he had. The first dream of the year, which told him what was in store for the new year. Little pieces of the dream came back. The whole notion he got from it was: SEX. So the year 2009 was going to be full of him having sex with his friends?

            Aiba shook his head. Not that he minded, but it seemed unlikely. He opened his eyes again, looking around the room. His friends were in the same position that they had ended up in in his dream. Aiba blinked, laid down back into the warm spot he had created on the floor, and attempted sleep again. It wasn’t hard. He wanted to get over being drunk. That was his New Year resolution. To not sleep over at his friends house after he drank a lot of alcohol.

            What Aiba didn’t realize before he fell asleep was that what he had dreamed was reality. Or was it…? Does what happens in Aiba’s head happen in real life? What goes on in that head of his, I guess no one will ever find out. Because how he could get everyone worked up while he was asleep? That’s definitely a feat only Aiba could pull off.

 

Happy (late) New Year!!