Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation, which actually belongs to Maki Murakami.
Chapter 1: Innovative Methods
Yuki sat at the computer in his office, working on his latest novel, his usual cigarette and coffee next to his computer. Although his deadline was not for several more weeks, he was definitely not where he wanted to be in the writing process. In addition to being several chapters behind, he also had a case of writer's block, unable to figure out just what direction to take the plot. Complicating the matter was the fact that Shuichi, his beloved brat, was sitting in a chair next to him -- unable to keep himself quiet, as usual.
"Heeeey, Yuki! I know what you should do here. Ryuichi once said…" Somehow, Shuichi could always find a way to interject something about his favorite singer.
Yuki held his hand up. "Shuichi, please! I don't mind you sitting here with me, but I need you to keep quiet so I can work, okay?" It was the truth. Yuki had mellowed out to the point that he actually liked having company when he worked, as long as he could maintain some level of focus.
Shuichi pouted, "Okay," and he was silent again. Still, he couldn't help shifting back and forth in his chair a bit and fidgeting. After 20 minutes or so, though, the boy simply could not keep quiet anymore. "Yuuuukiii, when do you think you'll be done for the day? We should go do something!"
"Now, Shuichi, what did I just tell you 20 minutes ago?" Yuki sighed. Suddenly, an idea occurred to him. "Hey, why don't you go get your notebook and come back in here? You occupy yourself with your lyrics, and I'll occupy myself with the novel, all right?"
"Okay," he replied. His pink hair bounced as he skipped out of the room. He returned a couple of minutes later with his notebook and lay down on the floor on his stomach. In that position, he started to write.
Yuki breathed a sigh of relief. That way, I'll get to have him here and still get work done. Indeed, as of late, he felt like he wanted Shuichi near him, no matter how hyper and annoying he could be. After all, this boy was the person he loved more than anyone or anything else in the world. I just have to figure out how to teach him to settle down, when the situation requires it.
It seemed to work. For about 30 minutes, Shuichi actually managed to keep himself quiet and occupied on the floor. Yuki smiled to himself and continued to type. Sweet peace and quiet. Now, I can finally enjoy his hyperactivity in the situations I prefer it. Like in the bedroom…
Regrettably, though, it was not to be. The brat could not help himself. "Yuki Yuki Yuki, we've been working hard for a while now. Let's go get some ice cream!"
Yuki groaned, pressed his palm to his forehead, and turned around in his chair. "Now, you're really starting to be a brat today, and..." Suddenly, he noticed the notebook, which contained no actual lyrics, just doodles. He looked, then got up, walked over to Shuichi, picked up the notebook, and looked at it even more closely. "Shuichi, what is this? You haven't been working on lyrics, at all."
He got embarrassed and started laughing. "Aww, Yuki, you caught me! I just got bored I guess…"
Yuki looked at him sternly. Caring, but stern. "Uh-huh, and when are your new lyrics supposed to be due?"
Shuichi's eyes suddenly got really wide, and he started to look up at the ceiling. "I... Um... I don't know. I think, um, a week ago," he said sheepishly.
Yuki's jaw hit the floor. "A week ago?" he asked in pure shock. This was not okay at all. Yuki could deal with being distracted himself, as he was experienced enough to overcome the distractions and get things done, regardless; he wouldn't fault his boyfriend for that. However, for Shuichi to be so irresponsible with his own career obligations was entirely unacceptable. It was then that he came to a decision. "Okay, Shuichi, I see what we're going to have to do."
He walked over to a cabinet, reached inside of it, took something out, and sat back down in his desk chair, keeping the object hidden from Shuichi. He looked over at his brat. "Shuichi, take off all your clothes now."
The pink-haired boy immediately smiled and started stripping off everything. Once completely naked, he looked at Yuki grinning ear to ear. Hahaha, thought Yuki. I bet he thinks we're about to have sex. Not that Yuki could deny being tempted. Shuichi's small, slender body was incredibly beautiful--especially since he was completely smooth and hairless below the neck; even though he could not grow much body hair anyway, he kept that small amount shaved completely off. His pecker was definitely on the small side; even though it was quite hard at the time, it was barely four inches. Shuichi, of course, was embarrassed about his size, but Yuki just thought it was cute. (Besides, at nearly nine inches, Yuki was big enough for both of them!) Yes, Yuki wanted to take him right then and there, but he had a job to do. "Now, I want you to come over here by my right side."
Shuichi complied and stood next to Yuki. He started to come onto him, but Yuki instead grabbed his wrist and pulled him over his lap. The boy giggled and asked, "Yuki, are you about to stick something in my butt?"
"Well, it's certainly going to involve your butt, but not in the way you think." Yuki smiled and shook his head. He continued, "You see, you're a cute, energetic boy, and while it's usually endearing, you also need to learn how to keep it under control sometimes. In addition, you've been rather irresponsible lately about your work obligations, the overdue lyrics today being the most recent example."
"Yuki, what are you talking about? I'm not sure where this is going..."
"It's rather simple, Shuichi. You just need to be taught responsibility and self-control -- in a more forceful manner than you may be used to. That's why I've decided to try out an innovative method." Yuki then pulled out the object. It was a wooden hairbrush, with a broad head; he turned it over in his hand a few times and then showed it to Shuichi. "It's clear that what you need, and have needed for a long time, is a good spanking!"
"A spanking? Haha, Yuki, that's funny. Now, come on. Let me up and we'll...OUCH!" Shuichi felt the first smack land on his right butt cheek, immediately followed by another on the left. "Owwww, Yuki, what are you doing?"
"Simple. Teaching you a lesson. Believe me, this is gonna hurt me a lot more than it hurts you!" Yuki then started to spank the boy in earnest, alternating between the left and right cheeks.
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"Ouch! Yuki, are you OUCH really being OUCH serious about this?" Shuichi yelled.
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"Umm, I think that's pretty obvious by now. You need to be taught some things, and I'm doing just that."
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"Owww, Yuki! Don't OUCH do that!" Shuichi tried to put his hand back to cover his butt, but Yuki just grabbed his wrist with his other hand and pinned it behind his back.
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By now, Shuichi was squirming, kicking his legs, and becoming more hysterical. "Yuuuuuukiiiii, please OUCH stop! That hurts!"
Yuki just chuckled. "That's kind of the point. If it didn't hurt, it wouldn't be really effective, now would it?"
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The brat's adorable little butt was starting to turn pink to match his hair. His tears and sobs eventually degenerated into total bawling. "Waaaaah, Yuki, I'm sorry! I promise I'll be good! Really, I will! Owwww oww oww!"
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"That's right [smack], and I'm going to [smack] make sure of it [smack]," replied Yuki.
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He continued spanking the pink-haired boy for another minute, at which point he stopped and set the brush down on the desk. Shuichi was crying and sniffling, so Yuki just caressed his back, gently and lovingly, as the crying subsided and he regained composure. After a few minutes, Shuichi stood up in front of Yuki, reached behind himself, and rubbed his sore, thoroughly spanked butt.
Yuki took his hand and looked into his eyes. "I'm sorry I had to do that, but you do need to learn these kinds of lessons. And, as much as I don't want to, I'm prepared to do it again in the future, if necessary."
Shuichi still looked a bit pained, but he seemed to get it. "I understand, Yuki, and I see what you're saying. I do need to learn more responsibility. And, who knows, maybe this will help me after all."
Yuki smiled at him and said, "Come here." He pulled his boy into a hug and held him tightly. "I really love you, more than anything, and I'm going to take care of you--in every way that counts." They stayed like that for a moment before Yuki pulled back and said to him, "Now, Shuichi, you are to go to the corner over there." He pointed over there. Shuichi started to walk over there and stopped to put his clothes back on. "No," said Yuki. "Go directly to the corner--good. Now, turn and face the corner, and place both hands behind your head. You will stay there, silently, for one hour--after which time, I will come get you. I think one spanking today should be enough, but if you disobey, I will do it again, understood?"
"Yes, Yuki, I'll do as you say," said Shuichi, as he assumed the position.
"Good boy!" replied Yuki.
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In that one hour, with Shuichi being quiet as a mouse, Yuki actually got a lot of work done. (Of course, it wasn't just the silence. Yuki was really aroused by the sight of Shuichi's naked body and his cute, tight, round butt glowing bright red. This, naturally, motivated him to work extra hard.) At the end of the hour, he removed an object from his desk drawer and walked over to the corner. "Okay, Shuichi, the hour's up. Turn and face me; arms remain in position."
Shuichi obediently turned around and faced Yuki, who took in the delicious sight of his boy naked in such a submissive pose. Yuki took his wrists and placed them behind his back, following it up with a long, passionate kiss. He then took the object from his pocket. It was a metallic chain, which he placed around Shuichi's neck and padlocked shut.
The boy looked confused. "I don't understand…"
"This is a slave collar," Yuki told him. "It is locked around your neck, and I hold the key. It's to show that you are all mine, that you belong to me alone."
Shuichi started to tear up again. "Awww, Yuki…"
The taller man continued. "You have a lot of energy and youth, but it really needs to be channeled properly. I think I can do that, so you're going to be my slave. You usually try to do what I want anyway, so we're just going to make it official."
"Slave?" Shuichi asked him. Although he seemed apprehensive, his little peter was starting to stand at attention again. It was clear that he liked the idea.
"That's right. I believe it'll be good for you because you'll thrive under the control, and it'll definitely be good for me because, well, I like the idea of being in charge of you on such a level and of you belonging to me." They both smiled at each other, and Yuki continued. "You will follow rules that I will develop over time. The first rule is that you will always be naked inside this apartment, unless given permission; you'll strip upon entering and remain that way until you get dressed for work. The collar stays on regardless. While naked, you are not allowed to cover yourself; all of your body must remain visible."
Shuichi nodded, and Yuki went on. "Second rule. When you return at the end of the day and disrobe, you will immediately come into my office, drop to your knees in front of me, and place your hands behind your head; you will remain there until given permission to move. There will be other rules later. I will reward you when you are good and punish you when you misbehave, and no matter whether I'm rewarding or punishing, I love you and always will."
"Oh, Yuki, I love you, too, and I want to belong to you more than anything. I want to be yours forever." He jumped on Yuki and hugged him.
"Yes, my love, forever!" They held each other like that for a while.
Suddenly, they heard the doorbell ring!