I am Jun!
I play bass for the band Golden Bomber. Please excuse my band mates, they don’t think before acting most of the time. I like reading, playing bass, Reita-san, head-banging, and shopping at the store Sixh, most of my savings gets spent there. I very much dislike hot sauce. Please enjoy you’re stay.
Jun/Yutaka Side Story
*later on, after Yutaka has left*
“So… my dear panda bear, your behaviour this afternoon was quite terrible” Jun said standing at the foot of the bed. Watching over the older Jun bit his lip, there handcuffed to the bed was the drummer in nothing but his underwear. The bassist wasn’t going to let his partner get away with his possessive attitude over jun, he was way out of line before, he needed to be learn a lesson. “I think I need to put you back into your place”, the bassist smirked as he walked to the side of the bed.
“It better be a lesson for advance student, touching on every little detail” Kenji giggles as his body was getting excited. Jun’s intention weren’t the only thing getting him excited, it to was the uniform he wore. There stood the bassist in a mini cop cosplay out fit with leather belt wrapped around his waist, it possessing many objects that could be pleasurably fatal to ones body.
“I think I might just have to take you in. Should I read you your rights?” Jun laughed lightly while placing his hands on his hips above the belt he was wearing. Making sure Kenji was getting an eyeful of just how much the uniform revealed. “You might have to, I should know what I am getting into before you book me.” Kenji enjoyed playing into this little game. “Now I have to remember how it goes.” The bassist muttered while standing puzzled for a few seconds. “Ah! I know. You have the right to remain silent, but that doesn’t mean I want you to be.”
“But I didn’t-“
“Shut up!” Jun interrupted before continuing on. “Anything you say or do can and will be held against you in a court of law. You have the right to speak to an attorney, but I am sure you don’t even have one so who cares. Uh…. Do you know what you are being charged with Mr. Darvish?” Slowly Jun got up on the bed, facing Kenji and sitting with his legs sprawled out. “Maybe you should inform me?” Seeing Jun with his legs spread so apart and out of his reach was making the drummer’s mind seem to overload and short out. “I think I will have to arrest you for public indecency. On multiple accounts. I have enough proof to put you away for life.”
“Well that I won’t disagree with” signing as he admitted defeat against the evidence. “but may I ask, would there be any lean…” the drummer was cut off. Jun leaned down and gripped Kenji’s chin, looking right into his eyes. The smirk on cop Jun’s face wouldn’t leave as he watch how agitated his panda bear was becoming, long to touch the bassist body.
“You’re alreading asking for special Favour’s?” Jun laughed. “I don’t think you’re in any right to ask for anything” continued as he traced his nail down the drummers jawline, down to his collarbone. Kenji squirmed beneath him, tugging his cuffed hands in desperate longing to attack his Jun-pu.
Jun leaned back, watching Kenji strain even more just trying to get a little closer. “I might have to add bribing a cop to your list of offenses.” He teased taking his finger tips and gliding them along Kenji’s upper thigh. “I better be on my best behavior then.” Kenji pushed his leg against Jun’s hand, trying to feel just a bit more of him. “If you do as I say I might let some things slide.” Jun offered with an evil smirk spreading on his lips.
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