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You knew your first trip to Japan would be pretty exhausting, but you never imagined it would be this exhausting. Working on the camera crew for Smosh meant you were running all over the place, transporting heavy equipment, and never really taking a break even when the filming was done. Tokyo was beautiful but it was summer and hot as fuck, by the end of the first day of filming the Smosh Takes Japan series, your clothes were smelly and drenched in sweat. You were grateful that you had time to go back to the hotel and shower before the whole cast and crew went out for dinner that night.
“God I’m so fucking tired,…” Shreditor Kevin sighed, leaning against the wall of the elevator on the way up to the hotel rooms.
Spencer nodded in agreement, pushing his damp curly hair out of his face. “Yeah, I’m kinda tempted to skip on going out tonight so I can get enough sleep for Disney tomorrow.”
The three of you groaned. While you were excited to spend the day at Tokyo Disney tomorrow, you dreaded the thought of how grueling it will be to carry around heavy cameras all day as you followed around the Smosh gang.
Spencer turned to you, “You going out tonight (Y/N)?” His eyes looked hopeful, like what he decided to do tonight depended on how you responded.
You shrug, “Yeah, I mean, my bed calls to me, but I’m hungry and Ian is paying so I’m gonna eat more sushi and drink more sake than my body can handle.”
“That’s a good point.” Spencer nodded, “I’m fuckin’ starving man.” He rubbed his growling stomach. He pointed to you and Kevin, “You guys promise to carry me home if I’m too tired to walk?”
Kevin stretched his hands behind his head, obviously showing off his flexed muscles, “I got you covered bro.”
You laughed, “You guys go ahead and do that, I’m gonna crawl my way to the nearest taxi when I’m done with dinner.”
“It’s less than a block away…” Kevin gave you a look.
You raise your eyes at him, “And…? Your point is…?”
The elevator dinged as you finally made it to your floor, where the three of you made your way to your rooms. Shayne and Damien came out of the room next to yours, already in fresh clean clothes. The actors got to leave set before the crew did.
Shayne fist bumped Kevin, “Hey guys, did you just make it back?”
You nodded, “Yep.”
Damien gave you guys a look of concern, “Aw, you poor things. Well, you’re doing a great job, so thank you for that.”
“You’re still going out tonight, right?” Shayne asked this to all three of you, but seemed to really focus on you with his eyes.
“Yeah, just gotta take a shower first.” You aired out your shirt, which stuck to your skin. This gave a pretty good view of your cleavage and the boys around you couldn’t help but stare. “You guys are gonna burn holes if you stare too long.” They all blushed and looked away.
Damien scratched the back of his neck, “Jesus, sorry about that. I blame the fatigue for our inappropriateness.”
You laughed, “Whatever you say…” You walked over to your door, “See you guys down there.”
Damien and Shayne started walking towards the elevators, “We’ll save some sushi for you.” Shayne hollered.
Damien chuckled, “Dude speak for yourself.”
Spencer pointed at you as he and Kevin started to walk away to their room down the hall, “Meet in the lobby in half an hour so we can walk over together?”
“Sure thing dude.” You wave at him as you enter your room. You sigh as the door closes behind you, the cool air of the hotel room felt really nice. You fortunately got a room to yourself, not that you minded sharing, things just turned out that way. It was nice to have some privacy after a long day.
You stepped into the shower after stripping off all of your dirty clothes, standing in the warm stream, letting your stress float away. You had noticed that some of the Smosh guys had been getting a bit closer to you on this trip. You suspected for a while that Spencer might have had a crush on you, he seemed to like being around you ever since you started working for Smosh. But even Shayne and Damien seemed to be more and more distracted by you. At first you figured it was because you were always around Spencer and the three of them liked to hang out in between shoots, but the past couple of days the guys seemed really eager to spend time alone with you. The idea that any of the guys you worked with would be into you was exciting, but you had to be careful with workplace relationships, and you worked with smart, logical people who would rather not risk it.
What felt like a short shower actually ended up being a half hour all on its own. “Shit!” You exclaimed when checking the time on your phone. After drying off and quickly throwing on some clean clothes, you rushed down to the lobby to meet up with Spencer and Kevin. When you got to the lobby, however, it was just Spencer waiting.
“Hey man, so sorry about making you wait.” you walk over to Spencer, “Where’s Kevin?”
Spencer shrugged, “He went on ahead with some of the other crew.”
You nodded, “Fair enough, let’s get going before they eat up all the food in the restaurant.”
The two of you rushed out of the hotel, strolling along the street in the dim orange light of dusk that washed over the city. Spencer smiled, looking up at the sky. “Damn, this place is gorgeous. I’m glad we can have this moment to enjoy it.”
You nodded in agreement, meeting his eyes before looking away. “Thanks for waiting for me, by the way.”
“Of course, dude.” Spencer smiled, “We promised to meet.”
You shrug, “Yeah, but I know how tired you are and how eager you probably are to eat and get back to your room as soon as possible so you can sleep. I feel bad for taking so long to get ready.”
“Don’t worry about it, man.” Spencer shrugged, “It was nice to just have a moment to sit and chill. I figured you were taking your time relaxing and enjoying yourself.”
“Enjoying myself?” You laugh.
Spencer blushed, ashamed by his choice of wording, “Not what I meant…” He stammered, cheeks fully red. “I meant like, after rushing around all day, it’s nice to just relax and take your time, you know? I took a quick shower, but I wish I had allowed myself to just enjoy it more…” You giggled at the phrasing. “I mean, you know what I mean, god dammit.” Spencer laughed and rubbed his forehead, “I’m just tired, I have no idea how to speak words good right now.”
You push his arm reassuringly, “Bro, don’t even sweat it. I’m just giving you shit.”
“Rude.” Spencer chuckled.
The two of you finally made it to the restaurant where the rest of the Smosh gang was partying it up. Eating plates of sushi, drinking, singing on the karaoke stage. Matt Raub and Sarah were in the middle of shout-singing Wannabe by the Spice Girls. Shayne saw you guys walk through the door and waved you over to where he had saved some seats for the both of you.
Shayne got up and embraced the both of you, “You’re alive! I was worried you got like kidnapped by the Yakuza or something.” His words were highlighted by the smell of booze.
You laughed, escaping from Shayne’s arms, “How are you this drunk already?”
Shayne sat down alongside you and Spencer and held up a half empty mug of beer. “Well while you guys were off making out or doing god knows what, we were here celebrating our first day of shooting.”
You grabbed some chopsticks and used them to steal some salmon nigiri from Shayne’s plate, “Yeah, that was my bad, I lost track of time while taking my shower.”
Shayne raised his eyebrow at you, “What were you doing that made you lose track of time?” He wiggled his eyebrows mischievously. “Something naughty I hope..?”
You sigh and steal another random sushi roll from Shayne’s plate, “Where’s HR when you need them?”
“Sorry, sushi makes me horrrrnyyy.” Shayne makes a goofy face as he says this, snatching from your chopsticks the next piece of sushi you were trying to steal from his plate, shoving the roll in his mouth and chewing on it violently, rice and bits of fish flying from his mouth.
Damien, who was having a separate conversation with Ian, turns to give Shayne a look of disgust, “Jesus Christ, dude. Calm down.”
Shayne grabs some more sushi with his bare hands and shoves them in his mouth, making a comedic yet grotesque show of his savagery. “I am the sushi king!” He grabs his beer, “Daddy needs juuuuice!” He chugs his drink, partially chewed chunks of sushi still in his mouth, beer dripping from the sides of his mouth.
Courtney kicks Shayne from the other side of the table, “Oh my god Shayne, you only had like 2 drinks, what the hell man?”
Damien raises a finger, “Actually, before you got here he had a couple of shots of sake.”
Shayne slams his empty mug down with a burp, “I’m INVINCIBLE.” He laughs like a dumbass.
Ian leans over, “Whelp, looks like Shayne’s cut off for the rest of the night.”
You eye the sushi viscera on the table surrounding Shayne, “Cut off from alcohol or sushi..?”
Ian raises his eyebrows, “Both.”
Damien wiped off some pieces of rice from his shoulder closest to Shayne, “You’ve defiled this sacred cuisine.”
Shayne leaned back in his chair, one arm resting on the back of your chair, the other rubbing his full belly, “What can I say, I’m a defiler.”
The group groaned. You’re finally able to order some food and a much needed alcoholic beverage. You and Spencer clink glasses once you’ve received your drinks, then clink glasses with the others around you. “Here’s to the best work trip ever!” Spencer says, raising his glass and drinking it down.
After you’ve eaten a bit, Shayne grabs you and Damien and forces you on stage to sing Take on Me by A-ha. You and Damien both attempt to actually sing the song well, but Shayne makes a comedic show of it. The both of you give up and start singing silly and overdramatic to accompany Shayne’s absurd performance. By the end of it everyone is laughing and out of breath, other patrons of the sushi bar are giving the group as a whole confused and concerned looks. You sit back down at the table next to Spenser, who seems to be drifting away into sleep.
You nudge him, “Hey Spence, you’re looking pretty beat. Want me to walk you back to the hotel?”
He jolts awake, rubbing his eyes, “I’m fine. You look like you’re having fun, I don’t want you to end the night early on account of me.”
Kevin leans over, jacket in hand, “I’m pretty spent, too. I’ll walk with Spencer back to our room. You stay and have fun.”
“Oh, okay. I’ll see you guys tomorrow then.” You help Kevin lift up Spencer. Damien is on stage singing Uso from Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood, motioning for you to come up and sing the chorus with him. He jumps down and pulls you up by the hand.
Spencer laughs as you’re dragged away, “See you tomorrow, have fun!” Then turns to leave with Kevin.
You spend the rest of the evening laughing and joking around with your friends at Smosh. Members of the group disperse periodically and eventually it’s just you, Damien, and Shayne strolling down the street together, singing anime theme songs and joking about the day’s events. You grab some taiyaki from a late-night street shop, each taking bites of each other’s treat to try the different flavors. Damien has his arm around your waist and Shayne walks to your other side with his arm around your shoulder, the three of you keeping each other standing up as you finally enter the hotel.
You lean against the two men upon entering the elevator and groan, “Ugh… Tomorrow is gonna be rough.”
Damien scratches your back, “Awww, don’t be like that. It’ll be fun! It’s your first time at Tokyo Disney!”
You roll your head onto his shoulder, “Easy for you to say, you’re not the ones carrying around the cameras all day.”
Shayne wraps his arms around you, “I can carry you while you carry around the cameras if you want.”
You chuckle, rubbing his back, “Tempting, I might take you up on that.”
The elevator dings and lets the three of you off at your floor. You help each other walk down the hall to your rooms. You lean against the door to your room, patting the shoulders of both Shayne and Damien, “Thanks for the help boys.”
You give Shayne a hug, he wraps his arms tight around you, pressing his flexed stomach against yours. You release yourself to give Damien a hug, he nuzzles his head into your neck sleepily, “Rest well, kiddo. We’ll see you in the morning.”
You’re tempted to grab the two men and pull them into your bedroom with you, but decided against it. You let go of Damien and lazily wave the two men off. “Good night boys, see you tomorrow.” You blow them an air kiss as you enter your room.
You find yourself alone in the darkness of your room, dimly illuminated by the lights of the city outside. You take off your shoes and throw your purse onto a chair, walking towards the glass door that led to your room’s covered balcony. You slide the door open a little, letting in the warm city breeze, admiring the view of Tokyo down below. You turn on the lamp on the bedside table and fall onto your bed, smiling at the thought of Damien and Shayne’s bodies pressed against yours. You could hear their voices faintly behind the wall but couldn’t make out what they were saying.
You reminisced at how they were flirting with you all night, placing their hands on you while singing on stage, how the two of them embraced you before you entered your room. You could feel your underwear getting moist as you thought about what they might have wanted to do to you. What you hoped they wanted to do to you.
You hiked up the bottom of your dress and slid your hand down, fingers slipping into your underwear and between the folds of your wet cunt. You moaned softly at the sensation, arousal increasing as you began to finger yourself, imagining it was their cocks pumping inside you.
“Oh, please… Fuck me please…” You panted to yourself, gripping your breast with your other hand. The sensation was too much to bare, you leaned up and threw off your dress, gripping your breast from underneath your bra, moaning desperately as you rubbed your clit. “Oh god Shayne… Oh fuck me Damien… Oh fuck…” You didn’t care who might be watching or listening, you were so aroused that the outside world faded away.
You didn’t even notice what was going on outside on your patio…