Weeks had passed and Shuichi continued to stay at the apartment with Grell and as the bruises disappeared, his smile reappeared bigger and brighter than ever. Grell walks Shuichi to work since it's on the way to his work at the club, and if it's raining or they just don't feel like walking they take the car. Shuichi comes by on the nights Grell performs, and they walk home talking and laughing and discussing anything and everything. They would go back home, Grell makes the dinner, they sit and eat, shower, and both go to sleep in the bed.
Grell had offered to turn in the king-sized bed for a couple of smaller one's so they both had their own bed in the same room but Shuichi objected and insisted he liked the company, and how could Grell object, it made the bed so warm and inviting he almost never wants to get out of it in the morning.
This had actually started a week after Shuichi started staying with him and it was raining out, thunder and flashes of lighting almost shook the place with it's rage. Grell always found the sound of rain comforting but the thunder and lightning made him nervous. He was about to fall asleep when a big flash of lightning lit up the house, and from it he heard a scream and next thing he knew, he had a trembling Shuichi in his lap.
"Shuichi?" Grell checked almost as though he was unsure of the small body in his arms.
"Y-y-yeah?" He responded in a trembling voice.
"Are you okay?"
"Perfectly fine." He said despite the tremble in his voice and he hugged Grell's waist tighter.
"Would you like to sleep here tonight?"
"Could I?"
"Of course. Now come under the blankets before you catch a cold." Grell lifted the blankets and Shuichi dove under them and made himself comfy and fell asleep cuddled to Grell's chest.
Even though there wasn't another storm, they both enjoyed the warm company in bed and continued to sleep together in it. One morning Shuichi had finally gathered up the courage to tell him about Eiri Yuki and how he got kicked out for good and all he went through to try to keep their love alive. But nothing worked, and so it was time that he moved on.
"Shuichi?" Grell had asked. "Would you like to go get all your stuff from your parents' house and come move in with me?"
There was a small pause before Shuichi jumped up from his spot on the bed, "REALLY? Oh my goodness! Thank you so much Grell I will do whatever I can to repay you." He gave Grell a kiss on the cheek before he grabbed his jacket and ran out of the apartment. When Grell heard the door click shut if when he snapped out of it and realized that he might not just be a fan of Shuichi Shindou. But, just a little, but still enough for it to make an impact, in love with him.
He sighed and dragged his butt out of the warm bed and got dressed for another day at work. When it wasn't his night to sing, he's a bartender and he had promised the boss that he'd come in early to help prepare for someone's big birthday party happening at the bar tonight. The boss said he can't tell them who the client is because he doesn't want everyone to hear, the bar will be closed for this private party.
Grell got dressed in a simple button-down white shirt and vest with red skinny jeans and converse and grabbed a pack of pocky and the shopping list before he started the walk to the bar.
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Later that night at the bar
The boss had been right, the place was full of people partying and apparently the birthday person had not even shown up yet. Everyone was either ordering shots or cosmos and there are a few that can't even stand on their feet anymore. Finally the crowd started growing quiet and then the bell to the door indicated the arrival of another guest and as the person walked in, my eyes bulged as everyone screamed surprise.
It was not the noise that made my eyes and my heart bug out, but the person that walked in, and who was with him. Who walked in was a man with blond hair and gold eyes that had an intense cold stare to them. But what made Grell's blood boil was that he had a tight hold on the wrist of an obviously struggling and teary-eyed Shuichi.
No one took notice to the captured pop-star as people surrounded them and offered him congratulations. He simply tried to ignore them as he sat down at a table, dragging Shuichi with him.
Why will no one help him?! Can't they see he's obviously being forced?!
He looked over to the one sober-looking client at the bar that looked very similarly like the guy who had his hands on Shuichi except with black hair and dark, kind eyes.
"Excuse me," Grell got the clients attention,"I know it's none of my business but who is that?"
"That my good man is my brother and famous romance novelist Eiri Yuki. I threw this party for him just to piss him off but it doesn't seem to bother him tonight."
Crap, Shuichi's in trouble. I can't just walk over there, I have to get someone else to notice and help Shu-chan!
"And why is he holding onto that boy so tightly?" Grell asked as his hands shook around the beer glass he was holding.
"Boy?" The customer asked almost amused and turned around to spot his brother, "Oh shit! Keep a phone near by, if anything really bad starts to happen don't hesitate to call the police." The customer said quickly under his breath as he got up form the bar stool and started his way towards Eiri Yuki and Shuichi.
What the hell?
I grabbed the wireless phone behind the bar and held it close as I watched the man approach the writer. Because of the noise in the bar I can't hear what they are saying and just watch their mouths move and their facial expressions.
The dark haired man had a face of concern as he walked up and make a motion with his hand to the still struggling Shuichi. The blond gave his a cocky grin and grabbed both of Shuichi's wrists in one hand and pulled him into his lap. The dark haired one grabbed the blond's shoulder and made an insisting face as he wrapped his other arm slowly around Shuichi. The writer slapped his hands away with his free hand and then slowly started to raise Shuichi's shirt and touch his skin.
I snapped and jumped over the bar, surprising a few customers as they grabbed their drinks out of their way as I made my way over to the table with the bastard sitting at it.
"Let Shuichi go!" I yell over the music, almost like a spell had been cast, everyone had stilled and gone quiet except for the still raging music.
The bastard laughed as he undid his tie and used it to tie Shuichi's wrists together then stood up and dragged Shuichi behind him like a dog, or a slave.
"And who is this?" The man sarcastically asked with ice and amusement in his voice.
"Eiri just knock this off and let him go." The black haired sibling insisted trying to step closer to the writer.
"Don't move! Look I don't know who you are, but this one belongs to me. Cute isn't he? I taught him everything he knows." At the last line, Shuichi went pale and stopped struggling as Eiri continued to laugh as his own statement.
"Grell just get out of here, I can handle this. Just call the police or something."
"'Grell'? Oh so you are the one. I have to thank you so much for taking such good care of him. He looks good, fun to play with isn't he? That's my favorite past-time." Eiri looked back at the crying Shuichi as Shuichi glared at him through his tears.
"I'll only say it one more time. Let. Shuichi. Go." I said with confidence in my voice but my body was obviously shaking as Eiri started walking towards me. Shuichi is trying to use his feet and whatever strength he has to pull against the tie around his wrist and either break free and/or stop Eiri from coming any closer.
"It's so sweet that you fell for Shuichi's little emotional game. You probably think he is adorable and fun, then you let him move in with you and then he'll drive you nuts but he's a good fuck so you think, 'Why not keep him around for convenience?'. I would let you have him but sadly he's already taken. He ran away from me for a week or so, but I found him again and I don't intend to let him go again. I'm taking him to America with me and we're going to get married there and live a long, happy life together. Isn't that right Shuichi?"
"NEVER!" Shuichi spit out like acid on his tongue.
"If you don't stop that Shuichi you're going to get hurt and I'm going to have to punish you. And I know how much you love doing that with an audience." Shuichi stared at the writer with disbelief in his eyes, "Now I suggest you qu-" The writer released his grip on the tie that bound Shuichi and dropped to the ground.
Without even realizing what I had done, I stepped over the writer and pulled Shuichi in my arms and had lead him out of the bar and towards home with my arms securely and protectively around Shuichi's shoulders.
Once we arrived at the apartment, I sat Shuichi on the couch and we both sat in silence as I worked at the knot around Shuichi's wrists. It was a tight knot and took a couple of minutes to get undone, but once it was off, it revealed red marks on his wrists. They will probably be gone by the morning, but the emotional mark will be there for a while.
Shuichi wouldn't meet my eyes as he rubbed his wrists and then up and down his arms almost like it there was a chill.
I got up and received a warm cloth and went back over to Shuichi and gingerly took one of the wrists in my hands. "This will sting a bit but it will lessen the reddening and the pain." Shuichi flinched as I started dabbing the red marks and then started on the other.
"Kiss me."
"What?" I looked up from the dainty wrists in his hands.
Tears gathered in his eyes as he chocked, "Please Grell, I need just a little compassion. Please! Just a kiss, you don't have to do anything else! But please, a kiss."
I finally complied, I took Shuichi into his arms and brought my lips to meet the others. They touched gently at first against his pedal lips, then the longer it lasted the more passion got sewed between us. We had to break from lack of air but I did not let my lips leave Shuichi's soft skin as I trailed gentle kisses and nibbles along his neck and collar bone.
Shuichi's breath started to pick up as the tears continued to fall down his face and over his reddened lips. He tilted his head back as my lips continued downwards. I started nibbling on one of Shuichi's nipples through his shirt. The bud rose up and hardened under my teeth and tongue while my other hand went below the shirt to play with the other one. Tears are still built up in Shuichi's eyes but they are built from pleasure now instead of sadness.
Shuichi gasped as he felt the cold air touch his chest as I lifted the shirt up and over his head as it landed somewhere behind the couch. He wrapped his arms around my neck and pulled me in for another kiss, after the kiss broke I whispered against his neck, "Shu-chan, let's take this to the bed. I want to show you my love for you properly." His eyes widened from my words but he nodded his head as he wrapped his arms around me once again as I carried him princess-style to the bedroom.
He practically jumped out of my arms and onto the bed as he pulled me down with him, working on my tie, vest and shirt buttons. Next I felt his hands head towards the button of my pants and then I felt shaky hands wrap around my length.
I gasped as his hand started moving as I tried to concentrate on removing Shuichi's pants and underwear, my mind started getting lost as I finally worked the pants off and saw Shuichi's length just begging to be loved just like the rest of him. I moved away from him as he made a confused and begging face and then a surprised expression as I showed his cock the same love I showered the rest of his body in.
I took it tenderly into my hands and started my planting gentle kisses all over it then slowly added small licks and nibbles to each kiss until Shuichi was practically purring beneath me and his length and his body was glistening beautifully from my saliva, sweat, and precome. I just couldn't help myself and popped the head into my mouth and slowly worked my way downwards as Shuichi ran his fingers through my hair over and over. When I licked a certain point, his petting turned into a grip as I saw his body start to tense up. I had to make sure I prepared the back as well so that it will not be painful for my Shu-chan.
I will make it so that he will not regret and will become forever my Shu-chan of his own free will. So if he chooses that we must separate, it will be up to him. But until that day comes, I will cherish him as forever mine. I held my fingers up to Shuichi's face and he took three of the fingers into his mouth and coated them as best he could. When I gave his length a gentle squeeze he almost bit down onto my fingers as his body tensed.
I slowly placed the first of the three wet fingers against his entrance and pushed it past the first ring of warm muscles. They kept contracting around my fingers as I moved it in and out until I added a second finger and then a third. I let go of his wet length as I worked to loosened his behind with my one hand and ran my fingers gently over his pelvic bone as chills ran up and down both of out bodies. Shuichi opened his eyes and grabbed my wrist and pulled my fingers out of him.
Fear ran up and into my chest worrying that I moved to quickly, that he wasn't ready, that I ruined my chance. But instead he pushed me so that I was laying on my back and he was hovering over my length, "You don't have to . . ." I started to say as I placed an unsure hand onto his hip.
"No," he panted as his legs shook as they struggled to hold himself up, "I want to do this." And then he slowly lowered himself onto me. He fused between us as he sat lower and lower as I went deeper and deeper. When I was in all the way in to the hilt, both pauses to try to catch out breath. He tried to raise himself but he was still breathing hard and he couldn't seem to find the strength in his legs. I used one of my hands to pet his cheeks and run my fingers through Shuichi's damp hair.
"Don't go any faster than you can." I whispered into his ear.
"No! I have to do this! I have to prove myself! I have to! I have to!" He cried as he continued to try to lift himself on his own but he couldn't as his tears of frustration fell as he didn't move and his legs continue to tremble from the strain. After a couple more tries, he stopped to take a breath and was about to start trying again but I stopped him by gripping his upper arms and urged him to not move.
"Shu-chan, please look at me." He didn't look. "Who said anything about proving yourself?" This time he did look up but in disbelief. "I want you to stay by my side, no proof of anything needed. All I need to do is to see you and feel you ever day," I experimentally rocked my hips upwards making us both moan, "and every night."
I started a rhythm as I thrust my hips upwards as Shuichi started bouncing in my lap, in and out, both of us crying, moaning, groaning at the amazing feeling coursing through us. At some point our eyes closed as we only concentrated on the heat and the sounds of our sweaty skin slapping against each other.
"Shu-chan . . . I think . . . I-I'm gonna . . ." My sentence got lost in our pants as we both picked up speed.
"M-Me too. . . together now . . . ngh . . . uh . . . ah . . .HNNN AH!" I spread myself onto your insides as you splatter yourself onto our chest. We collapse sideways as you fall off of me and we both lose consciousness from the intense orgasm.
I woke up to the feeling of an empty spot next to me and the smell of ramen. I sit up and look around but couldn't find my Shu-chan until I heard humming from the kitchen. I started to get up but I felt the stickiness from last night's love on my skin so I decided it would be best if I take a shower before anything else.
I come out of the shower and slide on just boxers and a pair of pants, and a warm tingling feeling in my chest as I walk out and see my Shu-chan struggling and attempting not to burn the ramen on the stove. He heard the door open and he turned towards me and he smiles sweetly as I walk over to him and lay one of my arms across his shoulder as plant the first good-morning kiss of many on his velvet cheek.
There you have it people! That is Neon Streetlights. I know it seems rushed and yes I know that Grell is VERY out of character, but I still hoped you enjoyed it and I hope you take the time to read some of my other works.
Love ya!