He'd never been very good at sport... not for lack of effort. Him and sport just didnt get on. He always ended up falling flat on his arse or face. Basketball, Soccer, Gym, Track, Swimming... all of it. Though he'd always somehow managed to keep in shape. Now it was alot easier, jumping around the stage on a regular basis, and of course the... "exercise" he got when at home with his lover. That happened every night unless they'd had a particularly exausting gig. One of those times was now, Maya laying on his couch with Aiji's arms wrapped around him, both just watching TV, although the blonde was almost asleep, eyes half closed as he snuggled closer to the other, moving onto his side and burying his face agasint that firm stomach. His lover had always been good at sports, sometimes he went and played soccer with Miyavi and the GazettE guys as well as some other PSC people. They may be on a different label but LM.C and the PSC bands were very close. He supposed it had something to do with the fact he used to be their 'Senpai's' support guitarist. Besides, everyone in the music industry knew everyone else on a first name basis.
Suddenly Maya pushed Aiji's top up a little, letting his tongue dart out to lick his stomach, the other letting out a gasp and shifting slightly. Well... he supposed there was a sport he was good at... it might no be a recognised sport... atleast... not to anyone but himself. He licked the other's stomach again, making the older man laugh lightly, trying to squirm away dispite the fact that he was trapped beneath his blonde lover.
"Maya! Stop that! It's irritating! You know I don't like being tickled."
Yes. This was his sport... Annoying Aiji.