Untitled Ryo/Shige
Title: 5th One-Hour Porn Challenge
Pairing: Ryo/Shige
Rating: PG-13/R, depending on your standards
Disclaimer: If I owned Ryo, I wouldn't let him out of the house because one of you would try to steal him away!!
Notes: written for the One-Hour Porn challenge, inspired by HOMFG RYO



Ryo didn't much like doing that particular shoot for BOAO. He felt awkward being apart from his band mates and, to add insult to injury, it was a somewhere exposing set of photographs.

He felt even more awkward about it when the magazine hit stores on a Tuesday, and Yamapi walked into the break room with the issue open, whistling at a double-page spread of Ryo in nothing but white boxer-breifs and sending a knowing glance in Ryo's direction.

"Pi, don't--," he tried to say, but Yamapi was too fast.

"Guys! As leader of this group, I feel I have an important announcement to make," Yamapi called. Unaware of the joke, the other members looked up at him to hear what he had to say.

"Our very own Nishikido has his very own photo shoot in this month's issue of BOAO," he began, and displayed the front cover for all to see. They seemed disinterested.

Ryo rose to stop Yamapi from continuing, attempting to pull the magazine out of his hands. "Pi, you don't have to do this. They'll see the pictures eventually."

"Oh, Tegoshi…" Yamapi started, and Ryo looked to see that Tegoshi had snatched the magazine from Yamapi and was flipping through to find Ryo's photoshoot.

"Ryotan!" he exclaimed. "When did you take these pictures?" his eyes were wide enough to pique the curiosity of the other members, who gathered around Tegoshi to see what all the fuss was about.

"Sorry," said Yamapi to Ryo as the others made approving sounds at the magazine. "I thought you'd be proud of the pictures. You look good in them. It's a very nice photoshoot."

Ryo fought the urge to hide his face in his hands and tried to act casual. It wasn't like none of the others had never had to look sexy for a shoot, before. They weren't teasing him about it, anyway; he just felt so exposed, seeing his friends look at pictures of him in his underwear. Not even his, really. He'd never wear such hideous colors.

"Ne, Ryotan, these are good pictures!" Tegoshi chimed from in the midst of the huddle.

"I agree, you look good! It really shows you've been working out!" said Koyama.

"Ryochan," said Massu, suddenly at Ryo's side. "What did you do to define that muscle right here?" he asked, pushing up his shirtsleeve to point to the valley below his deltoid.

"Say, what brand of underwear is that? I think I like the ones with the stripes…" mused Koyama.

"Ryotan looks so handsome in this one!" shouted Tegoshi, above the din.

Ryo backed away from all of them in bewilderment. He felt the smile creeping onto his face; he'd expected jeers, taunting, teasing, but not compliments and praise.

He backed into Shige, who startled far more than necessary, in his opinion. He held his things in his arms and appeared to be leaving.

"Going somewhere?" Ryo asked, trying not to giggle at the ticklish feeling of Massu poking his left arm to inspect his muscles.

"I need somewhere quieter to study," Shige said, looking everywhere except at Ryo and trying to move to the door, if not for Tegoshi blocking his path. His face was redder than normal and he appeared more flustered to be in such close proximity to Ryo than he had in more than a year's time.

"But Shige," Tegoshi sing-songed. "I thought your last class of the semester ended last week?"

Shige looked panicked for a moment before mumbling something about studying ahead and pushing past Tegoshi to leave the room.

Ryo watched him leave, amused, and then excused himself from the mayhem.

**

Shige chose a quiet meeting room as his safe haven. He stepped just inside the doorway and pressed his back to the wall. He shoved his hands against his face, sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose.

To his right, "You need books to study, don't you?"

He sprang away from the sound. "Shit! You startled me! Don't do that!" he hissed. Ryo was looking back at him with a smug grin.

"I'm right, aren't I? Studying requires books? I noticed you didn't have any with you. I wondered if this were a new skill you'd aquired with your genius intellect."

Shige sputtered, "I must have left them in the other room. I was in such a hurry to leave… I must have… what are you doing?"

Ryo was inches from Shige, advancing, smiling, and making Shige very, very uncomfortable.

"Were you always hot for me or did this just happen today?" he asked. Shige was grateful he managed to look offended, but cursed his inability to come up with anything on the spot to deflect the question. "I don't mind," Ryo continued. Shige backed up. Ryo followed. Shige felt his heart stop for a whole second.

"You…" Shige began. "I don't. It's not…"

"Yes?" Ryo encouraged.

"It's not a big deal," Shige mumbled. He backed up another step. Felt his back hit the corner of the room. Saw Ryo close the distance between them. "I don't… I won't let it get in the way of group activities."

"I said," Ryo spoke, his voice low, breath ghosting in puffs of air with each word past Shige's right cheek. "I don't mind," he finished. Shige felt Ryo's hands along his sides, under his shirt, and snapped.

"What," he asked. He tried to wiggle away from Ryo's hands, but each way he turned, he just wiggled closer. Ryo laughed, a low noise from somewhere in his chest. "What are you—"

Ryo had him pinned. Shige froze. His wrists were held at his sides by Ryo's hands. Ryo pressed a thigh between Shige's legs, against the erection he'd been trying so hard not to have, and the noise he made was embarrassing, like air being let out of a balloon very slowly. He turned his face down, away from the intensity of Ryo's eyes.

Ryo's mouth near his ear rose bumps all over his body, "How long, Shige?" he asked, punctuating his question with a press of his hips, a slow roll forward that had Shige gasping, trying so hard to hold back the moan that barely, just barely, stayed inside.

Ryo released one wrist to direct Shige's face up by his chin, wasting no time in using his tongue to force Shige's mouth open in a wild kiss. Shige felt his toes curl, cursed his body for reacting so wantonly. Gasped when Ryo rolled his hips again and Shige felt an equally hard erection against his hip.

Ryo didn't say any more. He let go of Shige's other wrist to work at the fastenings on Shige's pants, loosening them just enough to reach inside and grasp Shige's cock firmly.