Skewed Fairytale

Skewed Fairytale Part 3
A Lovemode Fanfic


Febuary 13th, 8:33PM

Katsuki found it hard to concentrate on the play. Which, he was sure, was exactly Jin's intention. His hand was going to be nibbled raw from Jin's constant attention to it. He kept pressing kisses to the palm; nibbling at bits of skin; suckling on his knuckles. It wad both distracting and arousing. A few times he'd tried to slip his hand from Jin's grasp, but his lover refused to allow him to do so. In retribution for his latest attempt to sneak his hand from his grasp, he nipped harder at the skin available to him.

Katsuki hissed at the action, glad the box seat was empty, though there were others close enough by that he kept his voice down when snapping at the other man, "I'm not edible!"

Jin only chuckled. "Now that's a matter of opinion." He whispered back, his voice heavy with intent.

Katsuki purposefully ignored him, turning his eyes back to the play. But Jin's tongue was flicking against the bite mark, soothing it little by little. He felt his body heating in response. "I'm trying to watch the play, Jin." He whispered.

"Last I checked, I wasn't blocking your view." The older man's voice was laced with amusement. Katsuki barely resisted the urge to growl at him.


Febuary 13th 9:03 PM

Jin finally released Katsuki's hand as the intermission came. Katsuki snapped it back to his side, sending an admonishing glare his way. As they stood, he reached out a hand to lay on the small of his back, watching with delight as he shivered at his touch. His own body was heated to a boiling point, and he'd had alot more training in self-control than his younger lover. He knew it was getting to the point that his touch was an agony. That thought alone only made his desire to simply leave now hard to resist. He purposefully led them to the lobby instead, where guests were mingling and enjoying refreshments. "You seem hot." His tone was smug. Under his hand, he could feel heat radiating off Katsuki's body.

"Must be all the layers of the tuxedo." Katsuki responded snappishly.

Jin finally removed his hand, noting that Katsuki relaxed slightly when he did. He snagged two glasses of wine off a nearby tray, offering one to him. "Perhaps a drink will help."

"Isn't wine traditionally an aphrodisiac?" He replied, not taking a sip.

"Why the concern? Is the food from earlier having an effect?" He tormented.

"None at all." Katsuki replied. He swirled the glass in his cup, taking a sniff of the aroma of the liquor.

Jin noticed a few eyes roaming his way, and found his hand falling back into place on Katsuki's lower back almost before he realized what he was doing. Katsuki stiffened a little, glancing his way suspiciously. Jin swirled his own glass as he led him farther into the lobby. "How do like Marudo's choice of plays so far?"

Katsuki seemed slightly troubled by the question. "It's...interesting." He admitted. He took a small sip of the wine, and he could tell he was letting it sit in his mouth, testing the texture and taste of it, before swallowing. He felt a small smile tug at his lips. It was all exactly as he'd taught him. "How do you find the play?"

"Not without merit." He replied, sipping from his own glass.

Having come toward the end of the lobby, Katsuki slipped away from his hand, turning to face him as if it was not an excuse to avoid his touch but continue the conversation. "I'm not sure I understand what you mean by that."

Large windows were at this side of the hall, no doubt cool from the night air outside. He leaned against them, and Jin thought he saw him exhale a slow breath, as if in relief. He smirked. "I find the concept of the play reasonably true to life. Therefore it isn't without merit."

Katsuki glanced down at his glass. "Are we simply discussing the concept here? I thought we were seeing a play, not having a discussion group of a novel."

Jin arched an eyebrow. "So now you want my critique of the actors?"

"If you like."

"I find the leading man's portrayal lacking."

"Truly, why?" Katsuki asked, honestly interested. He sipped from the wine again.

"He isn't forceful enough. The part should be strongly played, don't you agree?"

"If you dislike it, we can leave." He suggested slowly, resting the wine glass against the side of his neck.

Jin stepped closer, far closer than was proper to anyone watching. He saw a shiver go through Katsuki at his nearness. "You seemed so interested in coming, yet you want to leave early? Any particular reason?" His voice was low in invitation.

Katsuki swallowed. "None. I just don't want you to be bored."

"I'm far from bored." He assured him, watching him lick his lips nervously. He barely resisted the urge to taste them, despite the group behind them that were no doubt starting to take interest in their scene. "Is it perhaps that you can't wait an hour for more pleasurable pursuits?" He challenged.

Katsuki met his gaze steadily, despite the fact that his breathing was obviously heavier. "I can wait. Why? Can't you?"

He stepped back, offering his arm. "Shall we return to our seats then?"

The challenge was clear now. And as usual, Katsuki met it head on. He took the offered arm, eyes flashing with sheer stubborn determination. "As you like."


Febuary 13th, 10:13 PM

If Jin regretted his decision to drive instead of taking a limousine, it didn't show. Katsuki could barely sit still. Jin's every touch was electing an electrifying response from his body. All evening their flirtations had been reaching levels of sensuality he wasn't sure he could contain his response to. But that, Jin had made clear, was part of the challenge. And he had yet to fail to meet one of Jin's challenges to him.

The end of the play was actually troubling him a little. Marudo's choice seemed ironic indeed. The car stopped at a stoplight, but Katsuki only knew because the car stopped moving. He was looking out the window at the Tokyo street. Glad for the chance to try to cool his body's fervor. As if sensing his intentions, Jin's had was suddenly on his leg, stroking upward. He gasped slightly, a blush heating his cheeks. "J-Jin!" He complained. Instead of withdrawing his hand, he pushed his legs apart to rub his inner thigh.

"I want you heated for me. Don't get cold now." Jin's tone sent shivers through his body.

"If you're not careful, I won't last." He squirmed, moving closer to the door to avoid the invasive hand.

"Oh, I know you wouldn't give up so easily." The hand returned to the top of his thigh, though. But it remained on his leg the rest of the drive.


Febuary 13th, 10:33 PM

Jin was positively infuriating. Katsuki had to take several cooling breaths just to get out of the car to walk to into the B&B's entrance, and he was already at the doors, acting as if he was completely unaffected. He wasn't even looking at him. Letting his anger give him the necessary drive, he stormed past Jin into the building, heading for the elevator. He hit the button with more force than needed, and purposefully sidestepped to the other side of the elevator doors when Jin approached. Jin didn't even chuckle at his actions, which was rather unusual, but he didn't dwell on it. Jin's words in the car made it clear that he had no intention of ending the night with the play. If he'd dared even suggest it, he might have had to hit him.

He let him onto the elevator first, and he made sure to stand as far from him as possible, despite the fact that his body wanted the exact opposite. Sooner or later his head and body needed to get it's act together, he decided. Jin made no comment on his distance again, merely hitting the button for his floor.

The wait was killing him and he bit his lip, taking in several deep breaths again. When the doors opened he moved to step out, only to find himself grabbed from behind and flung over Jin's shoulder. He could only gasp in response, too surprised by the action to think clearly. A few strides later they were inside Jin's room, and he found himself pressed against the wall, being kissed with a hunger that made his legs weak.

He wrapped his arms around Jin's neck because he was sure his legs were going to give out without support anyway, and rubbed his body against his lover's. He paused, startled to feel Jin's erection hard and hot against him through the layers of their clothes. Apparently Jin had not been unaffected, just impatient. He felt downright triumphant by the realization and he broke the kiss leaning against the wall so he could start undoing Jin's tie.

Jin didn't even make one of his usual caustic remarks. Instead he leaned his taller body so he could start nibbling on his ear. Katsuki groaned both at the feeling of his mouth and the frustration of how long it was taking to get the wretched bowtie off. Jin's hand seemed to have expertly removed his already when the knot finally came undone and he could get at the buttons of his shirt.

Jin suddenly grabbed his hands and yanked him to him, kissing him again. Katsuki mumbled a protest. There were so many wretched clothes in the way, when all he wanted was the heat of Jin's skin. The caplet around his shoulder was yanked off and tossed aside, and Katsuki vaguely tried to think how Jin had managed to hold both his wrists with one hand when he felt his back pressing into back of the couch. Jin released his wrists, and his hands went for the buttons again, only for Jin to reach down and rip his own shirt open, his lips attacking his neck and blocking his ability to get at the other man's clothing.

He gave a cry that was part pleasure, part frustration, arching against the couch back as Jin's hands worked on his pants. "Jin..." He moaned desperately. He couldn't remember his body ever being so coiled with heat before. He yanked at the suit jacket as if to remind him he was still wearing it. The trick seemed to work. Jin's hands undid the jacket buttons, shrugging out of it before returning to their original task. Katsuki tossed the item away as Jin had his caplet, giving a shout as Jin's hand closed around his erection, pumping. "Wait..." He was too hot. He couldn't hold. "Jin...ah!" He gave a cry as he came, gasping for breath. He held onto the couch, shivering. Jin's body suddenly pulled away and he looked up, confused. "Jin?"

"Turn around." Jin told him - he was at a nearby desk, pulling something out of the drawer.

"If that's laced, I'll kill you." Katsuki panted, surprised to find that release had barely cooled his heated body. He kicked off the pants, turning to lean on the couch back.

Jin was there almost instantly, his teeth nibbling on the back of his neck. "When have I ever needed it to be?" He murmured.

Katsuki bit back a sarcastic comment as one finger pushed inside of him. He gripped the couch back, trying to calm his breathing. He felt the silk of Jin's shirt as he leaned over his back, and groaned. "You could have atleast...taken the shirt off."

"Time for that later." Jin's words were spoken into his skin as his lips continued down his spine. Two fingers inside of him, scissoring.

Katsuki moaned, pressing back against the evading digits, already growing hard again. "Get inside me already." He hissed.

The prompt was more than Jin apparently needed. He withdrew his fingers and slammed inside. Katsuki gave a cry, clawing at the couch. Jin reached forward to grip the couch on either side of him as he started moving. The pace was fast but Katsuki met it desperately. Jin turned his head to kiss him hungrily and Katsuki grabbed the back of his neck, feeling his nails dig into skin as Jin moved more forcefully against him, making his vision blur with pleasure.

He broke the kiss with a scream as Jin's hand squeezed down on his erection, bringing him to a second release. He could feel Jin's own release explode within him and began to shake with the force of their climax.

He wasn't even sure how they ended up on the floor, panting with exertion, his face buried in the nape of Jin's neck. The blasted shirt was still on, though. He reached up determinedly and began to undo the buttons. Jin's chest rumbled with a chuckle beneath him. He ignored it, splaying the shirt so he could bury his face in his lover's chest, breathing deeply of his scent, and enjoying the feel of his skin. "Did you plan this?" He finally asked, feeling Jin's hands move down to remove his own jacket and the tattered remains of his shirt. He shrugged out of them without objection.

"No, Marudo and Kiichi planned this all their own. I just took advantage of the offer."

Katsuki lifted his head to look at Jin suspiciously, but he saw no hint of deviousness in his expression. "Marudo offered me two tickets." He confessed.

Jin frowned. "Then why were you going alone?"

"It never occurred to me that you'd agree. Or, well, maybe I thought you might but...I didn't want it to be something you did for me."

"So if I wouldn't go, you'd go alone?" Jin watched him carefully.

Katsuki's face only clouded with confusion. "Of course, who else-?"

Jin silenced further words with a kiss, pushing him onto his back onto the rug. Katsuki's eyes widened at the feeling of Jin's erection against him.

"Already?"

"I've been waiting since the dinner." Jin told him, he leaned down to nibble at his shoulder, and he shivered at the feeling.

"We could always go to the bed." Katsuki suggested.

Jin's chuckle was dark as he pressed down ontop of him. "We'll get there..."

Febuary 14th, 12:01 AM

Katsuki lay panting in his arms. Out of breath from their prolonged romp. They had managed to make it to the bed. He nuzzled his hair, breathing in their mingled scents. "Do you know what date it is?" He asked him.

"The thirteenth." Katsuki murmured sleepily into his arm, too tired to wonder why he was even asking.

Jinnai chuckled, pulling him closer to nuzzle behind his ear. "It's midnight, Katsuki."

He felt his eyes flutter open in realization and then flutter close again. "Valentine's Day."

"Mm." He nuzzled his neck again.

"Don't expect any chocolates from me."

Jin smirked. "Why is that?"

"I understand they're traditionally viewed as an aphrodisiac. And you clearly don't need any."

Jin chuckled in response.


Febuary 14th, 6:07 AM

The phone woke him from his doze. He reluctantly withdrew from Katsuki's embrace to answer it. A bit surprised by the biting chill in the room away from his lover's arms. He noted the number before picking it up. "Early for a social call, isn't it, Marudo?"

"Getting old on me, Jin-san?"

"Perhaps a little."

"How was my Valentine's gift?"

Jin went to sit back down on the bed, reaching out to brush Katsuki's hair from his face. "You remembered after all."

"I promised I would, didn't I?"

"True."

"I was wrong. It seems, he could stop us from dreaming. But he's gone, so the only thing holding us back from dreaming now is ourselves."

Jin's face was thoughtful as he glanced around his room at the B&B, then down at Katsuki's sleeping form. "I have no need to."

"I'm trying to figure out if that's romantic or tragic. Clue me in here."

"Hn." Jin settled back against the headboard, but didn't answer the question. "Don't you have a flight to catch? I heard Tori requested you fly out to him."

"Yes, I"m finishing packing now. But I thought I'd call and see how Pygmalion was."

"I didn't care for the ending."

"Skewed fairytales more your style?"

"I don't recall any mention of what happened to the evil Emperor's denizens after his demise."

"Why, my dear Wolf, that's simple. They lived wickedly ever after."

Marudo hung up and Jin chuckled, setting the phone aside. Katsuki curled closer to him and Jin sifted a hand through his hair, soaking in his warmth.

Fini

I had too much fun writing this fic. (As you can probably tell.) LOL

For those who don't know Pygmalion, it's the book the musical play (And movie) My Fair Lady is based off of. From the first time I read it, I felt like Jin and Katsuki's story was a Pygmalion-style story, and you see pieces of that throughout my fics about them. In fact, Katsuki's visit to Hyouga's bar in Spiderwebs was inspired by how in the story when Eliza returns to the part of town she was raised in, people suddenly don't recognize her and treat her differently. Which is exactly what I have happen to Katsuki at Hyouga's bar.

So, yes, the play Marudo sent them to was supposed to be based off the book as well. The reason Jin tells him he doesn't care for the ending is that in the original story, it does not end happily as it does in the musical. In fact, after the final confrontation with Higgins, Eliza walks out for good.

Ah, but I'm getting too psychological for my cute Valentine's story. Hey, I managed to write JinxKatsuki fluff! Sort-of... (It's not my fault that there was a lemon. You can't expect sex not to be involved with these two...) I hope you all enjoyed it!

Salmon