Current mood:	sore
Current music:	"Actuate Eden" Phantasmagoria
Entry tags:	reita x uruha, the gazette

Check-Up
Chapter: one-shot
Pairing: Reita x Uruha
Band: Gazette
Rating: PG-15
Summary: The happy married couple decide to play a little game with each other.
Author's Notes: This is based of a rp log I did with xxpocky_chanxx, so thanks again! Just in case you didn't know, "Takashima" is Uruha's last name and in the rp they decided to just switch last names when they got married...this is for future reference if I decide to use the whole "marriage" thing.


Approaching the bassist from behind, Uruha covered his eyes and said, “Guess who?”

“Hmm…Takanori-kun?” he guessed.

“No~”

“Die-san?”

“No~”

Reita smirked and reached behind him, feeling between the other’s legs. “Hmm…well, you’re not big enough to be Kouyou,” he teased.

The blonde gasped and replied, “What is that suppose to mean?”

“I’m just kidding, baby,” he chuckled lightly as the other removed his hands from his eyes.

“Good, because I’d feel awfully ridiculous wearing this nurse costume for you.”

The bassist turned around and his jaw dropped from the sight. “Wow, Kouyou…you look…hot!”

“Thanks. I thought we could play a little,” he suggested, blushing lightly from the compliment.

Reita nodded. “Anything you want.”

“Alright. Go in the bedroom and tell me when you’re ready.”

He nodded again and disappeared into the bedroom. He sat on the edge of the bed, trying to get into character. Taking a deep breath, he finally called out, “Okay! Ready~!”

Uruha tugged on the edge of his skirt and casually walked into the bedroom. “Ah, you must be Takashima-san.”

He nodded, acting like he was nervous.

“And you’re here for a check-up, right?”

“Hai.”

“Okay. Open your mouth,” he commanded.

Reita obeyed the other and opened his mouth for the other to look in. He moved over and looked inside his ear, then checked his eyes.

“Everything looks good. The doctor told me you’ve been experiencing some sort of pain. Can you tell me about that?” Uruha asked, trying to sound professional.

“Well…um…it feels like pins pricking me everywhere,” he responded, fidgeting with his fingers.

“Hmm…” Uruha thought for a moment, then said, “Take your pants off.”

Reita blinked a couple times and held back a laugh, taking his pants off. “Boxers too?”

The “nurse” nodded and tried to keep himself in character once the other’s arousal was exposed. He hid his smirk with his hand, then said, “Lay on your stomach.”

The bassist turned around and did what he was told. Soon he felt the other climb on top of him and massaged his shoulders and back.

Uruha stuck his index and middle fingers in his mouth, sucking on them for a brief moment and took them out. “This might feel a little uncomfortable,” he warned, calmly. He forced his wet fingers into Reita’s ass, causing him to groan loudly.

Feeling around a little, he forced his fingers a little deeper and finally pulled them out. “Hmm…you have a few injuries, but they should heal with time.”

He got off Reita as he rolled over. He gasped in surprise and said, “Ah! That’s your problem.”

“Honto ni? What should I do, nurse?” he asked.

“I figure I could ask the doctor to prescribe you something, but all you need is a little exercise,” he suggested.

“Ah. Like what?”

“Perhaps sex would be good.”

“Maybe you can help me with that, ne?” Reita smirked, feeling up the other’s bare thigh.

The blonde bit his lip, moving away. “I don’t think the doctor would approve of that. I can get you a good prostitute.”

“But I want you,” he pouted, tracing up his arm.

Uruha stood up and checked his cell phone, turning it off. He took the home phone off the hook and managed to straddle the other.

“Why’d you do that?” the bassist asked curiously.

“I don’t want any interruptions,” the blonde answered with an innocent smile. “You’re not going to tell the doctor about this, right?”

Reita shook his head, feeling up the man’s thigh again.

“Hmm…does Takashima-san have lots of sex?”

“No, not so much anymore. I’m trying to be a good husband.”

“Oh, wouldn’t your husband mind us having sex?” he asked, biting his lip.

“If you don’t tell, I won’t tell,” he smirked, moving his hips up slowly.

Uruha moaned softly. “I’ve never been with a man before,” he confessed, “Can you teach me?”

“Maybe, but I don’t know how well I’ll be teaching you with you on top of me,” he replied.

“What do you mean?” he asked, tilting his head.

“There’s a lot of positions and stuff, lots of demonstration,” Reita nodded a bit, unconsciously playing with the thin piece of Uruha’s thong.

The guitarist moaned a little and moved his hips slightly. “I don’t think I can do this anymore,” he breathed out.

“Nani?”

“This act. It’s hard to hold back.”

“Oh. You made a convincing virgin, baby. Were you really like that your first time? You were really cute and sexy,” he asked.

“Not at all. The first time I was with a guy, I only did it to please him,” Uruha answered.

“So, you did it against your own will?”

The blonde shook his head and defended, “No, I really liked him and I wanted to make him happy. It was…different. What were you like as a virgin, Akira?”

“Hmm…I was nervous and scared,” he answered truthfully.

“Oh, well, our first time wasn’t that bad, ne?”

Reita smiled and wrapped his arms around the other’s waist. “Hai. It made me feel better.”

“I’m glad,” Uruha smiled back, leaning down to kiss him sweetly.