Title: Recording Studio

Author: Lara Manic

Genre: Smut
Rating: R

Warnings: Implied sex

Disclaimer: I own the storyline and any original characters mentioned.

Synopsis: Kei gets the perfect blackmail.

Kei honestly hated early mornings, especially the ones where he had to come in to the studio for practice, but he had long stopped complaining years ago. Today had started off okay, didn't have any annoying mishaps, and had actually gotten to the studio on time. In fact, he was the first in, or so he thought, which was odd.

Going into the lounge to start some coffee when he swore heard Kiriyu yelling. The sound came from the direction of the recording rooms themselves and deciding to check it out. Opening the door and seeing the light on, he looked around, stopping dead in his tracks.

Through the window over the soundboard he saw Kiriyu...and Daichi. On each other. Having sex.

FUCKING LIKE RABBITS would possibly the proper phrase.

In his gaping, he noticed a blinking light amongst their discarded apparel and realized it was recording. Oh shit, he thought. He knew this was wrong, knew this was bad, but oh holy hells, this was the best chance at blackmail he'd ever get.

Another loud chorus of moans sounded from both men and Kei knew that was his sign to leave. Shutting the door and skittering back into the lounge, it took everything he had to keep from bursting into a fit of laughter.

Several minutes later, Sora and Tsuki walked in, just as Kiriyu and Daichi came out. Both looking a little disheveled. The two guitarists quickly excused themselves with a few words and Kei immediately jumped up, heading to the other room the minute they left. He played around with a few buttons, knowing what he needed to do.

Walking out with an evil grin, he tossed a tape to Tsuki, who caught it easily.

"What's this?" He asked.

Kei grinned even more, "Free porn."

Tsuki raised a brow at this and went over to little stereo in the room, popping the tape in. Kei was having a very hard time controlling himself as the first sounds could be heard.

"Ooooooooooh, Daichi!!! Harder!!!"

Tsuki and Sora both spit out the coffee they had been drinking while Kei just collapsed into laughter. He just couldn't hold it in anymore, and it got worse, especially when Daichi and Kiriyu returned, both with confused looks.

"What the hell?" Daichi asked, looking at Kei on the floor.

"Oh god..." Kiriyu's voice had risen a few octaves, squeaking almost when he realized what was playing.

Tsuki soon joined in on the laugh-fest and Sora quickly buried his face in a couch cushion.

"OH MY GOD!!! You two hit something on your way in, got the WHOLE THING on tape!!" Kei shrieked in between his deranged giggles.

Daichi and Kiriyu both turned several shades of red.

Kei decided then, he liked coming to practice.