Strawberry Glaze

A Gravitation fan fiction

By: Something Dysfunctional

Chapter Ten

Pairings: Shuichi/Yuki, Emmy?

Disclaimer: Maki Murakami ownzed her pretty bishounen- you know who they are. I own Emmy and Gabriel and their band. : Well, I think I'm a little better now then lately. I had a marvelous intervention the other night and decided that, well... I'm going to be better than how I used to be. Well, enough of this drabble!!! I HAVE LET YOU ALL WAITED LONG ENOUGH FOR A HOTT, STEAMY, SHMEXY YAOI SCENE!!! And I mean Full-Yaoi. Like... fluffy shtuff, limey shtuff, hardcore shtuff... Review nicely and happy reading! Arigatou!
-NOTE: I apologize DEEPLY to my patient readers and followers of this story. I had many things happen, including the CRASHING of my beloved laptop. -sobs- It keeps going off at random times, no matter how many times I defrag it and clean it out. So, I wrote out as much as I could and save. This chapter is DEDICATED you ALL!!! I love you!-
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"God, please grant me a happy end.
In the present, past, and future,
I'll be completely devoted to you.
I can't forget that dear look in your eyes when we first met.
Out of tens of thousands of stars,
I can find you..."
-"Moonlight Legend" from "Sailor Moon"; translated second bridge

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"You're wearing a cat-bell..." Shuichi blushed at the comment and scratched his head. Eiri noticed that something sparkly fell from his head as he did that. "And is that fucking glitter?!! You put glitter in your hair?!," the blonde cried out in disbelief and surprise. The teen groaned miserably and hid his face in his hands. He stared thinking that perhaps this wasn't the best idea he had ever come up with. Shuichi pulled his body off the bed, sad. "Fine... I'm outta here...," he mumbled, hugging his body. "Sit back down, dumb-ass." Amethyst eyes widened and turned towards the man who was staring at him with hooded eyes, his perfect blonde hair falling across his pale face. "Wha-"

"Sit back down. Matter of fact... how about this?"
With that, Eiri hauled himself from the soft bed to the small boy before him and shoved him against the wall none too gently, prying his legs apart with a swift, sturdy thigh, his mouth covering Shuichi's quickly. His hands went around the teenager's wrists and brought them up above the strawberry-colored head, trapping Shuichi easily. Eiri's mouth worked briskly, quickly, and roughly against Shuichi's, teeth nipping at the reddening lips and his tongue wrapping around the vocalist's own in a fierce, dominating battle. Weeks and days of pent up frustration of not getting this boy worked Eiri in such a frenzy, all his stress went into this breath-taking kiss that Shuichi accepted hungrily, moaning around Eiri's lips. The boy brought a leg up to wrap around the novelist's waist, the faint tinkling of his cat-bell ringing. Eiri paused in mid-lick on Shuichi's lips and found himself wanting to laugh at the sudden noise. Instead, he made a choking noise in the back of his throat.

"What?!!," cried the boy, pulling away, panting heavily, his eyes glazed over and a pout on his lips. "What now?," he whined. Eiri smiled and hoisted the teen up into his arms fully, toting him to the messy bed. Once he had spilled Shuichi upon the sheets, he took a step back and ran a hand through his messy blonde hair, eyeing his piece of eye-candy carefully, his libido racing.

'It's come to this, Yuki. You're hard for a teenager. Now you've gone and done it,' grumbled his conscience in the back of Eiri's mind. The novelist shut him off and spoke firmly, lowly, to Shuichi. "Are you sure you want this? After what happens, I can't go back. And neither can you." Shuichi gulped and cast his eyes down his body towards the floor. Of course he knew the consequences and wanted to take them with full responsibility, no matter what was to happen. He knew deep down he had driving emotions and feelings for Yuki Eiri. And it was pure love. Lifting his head, the singer smiled truly and nodded, confident. "I know. But... I want it to be you and only you. No one else matters but you. It's been that way for awhile," Shuichi stated, sitting up. Eiri nodded some, his golden eyes flashing. "So, that means Emmy is nothing more than a friend. Am I correct?"

"That's all she's been."

With that, a smile graced Eiri's face with so much whole-heartedness that it sent Shuichi flying. So THAT was what had been bothering the blonde... Eiri walked to the teen and pushed him down none-too-gently onto the mattress, earning a loud protest. He straddled the boy with his long legs, his hands on either side of the strawberry-pink head, his golden eyes burning into Shuichi's own violet ones. "Now, we may begin what we started," Eiri growled, leaning down to suck at Shuichi's neck. His hand moved up and down Shuichi's vest, smoothing the PVC over the hot flesh, sending shivers of pleasure down the singer's spine. Instinctively, Shuichi's legs wrapped loosely around Eiri's waist, the tinkling of the cat-bell echoing off the bedroom walls.

Shuichi gasped as Yuki grazed his teeth over his skin, leaving a small red mark behind before moving to suck on the patch of skin. Shuichi was his and he was going to make that known to anyone who saw him. Even Emmy, who he still saw a threat in the back of his mind. No one was going to take what he rightfully, so he thought, earned. He pressed his body against Shuichi's, trapping the squirming boy against sheets. Shuichi gasped, feeling the hardness of Eiri's body. Rolling his hips, Yuki moved away from the patch of skin, and met Shuichi;s lips in a bruising kiss. "Are you going to get out of that tease of an outfit or what?," he rumbled against the singer's lips, grinding his hips down some on Shuichi's own.

"Oh..." was Shuichi's response, his eyes closed and his arms hanging loosely off the side of the bed. Eiri's hand slipped inside his vest, running over his tight, small stomach and up to his nipples, feeling the buds hardened under his expert teasing. "Strip," he said lowly, his amber eyes flitting over Shuichi's face, that was red and flushed from their activities. Kissing Shuichi once more, he moved away, both arms resting next to Shuichi's head and stared into hazy violet eyes. Slowly Shuichi brought his arms up, trying to make his fingers work as he pulled the PVC vest off, and licked his lips, a nervous habit of his that Eiri started to love.

Looking at the blonde from behind pink bangs, Shuichi slowly trailed his fingers down his chest to the hem of his shorts, tracing it slightly as his captor watched hungrily with narrowed eyes. Noticing how impatient the novelist was, Shuichi grinned foolishly, running finger down his crotch and back up, tracing the button and zipper lazily all while Eiri started to become aggravated. "Take them off already!!!, he growled, lowering a hand to rub Shuichi's erection through the leather shorts, making the teen gasp and moan at the feeling. Fumbling to undo the button, Shuichi hastily pulled off his pants, wearing nothing underneath. This made the blonde nearly choke on his own saliva at how his little partner came prepared. It was hot. Very unlike Shuichi, but nice.

Smirking, Eiri decided to take the matter into his own... erm, hand...

Thrusting into that inviting hand, Shuichi moaned, practically begging Eiri to touch him and give him more. Eiri stared some, entranced by the sight of his naked lover before him- flushed, hard and moaning. He moved one hand to slip out of his sweatpants while his other continued to tease Shuichi's erection. Loosening his pants, he leaned down to kiss the singer as he released his erection from his pants, a small groan being voiced as the pressure disappeared. Shuichi responded to the hungry kiss, thrusting his tongue against Eiri's and nipping at the blonde's lips as his hands came up to splay across the pale man's covered chest. He lightly thrust into Eiri's hand and caressed his nipples through his shirt. "Yuki...," he moaned as man removed his hand, tilting Shuichi's head up so he could look down at him.

"I want you to suck me off first," Eiri said before thrusting his tongue into Shuichi's mouth, wrapping around his own and stroking it. Shuichi moaning helplessly into the kiss but broke it, gasping for air, his eyes wide at the command the novelist gave him. "WHAT the-" he began, but a finger against his lips silenced him. Eiri bent his head down to Shuichi's ear, licking it, muttering against the shell, "No complaints."

Groaning in pleasure and humiliation, Shuichi sat up while the blonde laid down, leaning against the pillows like some golden god, a small smirk on his lips. He lifted the black wife-beater off and disposed of the sweatpants, his pale skin glowing in the dim lamp-light, everything on him bare. Blushing hard, the boy sunk down on his elbows slowly so that he was face to face with Eiri's shaft. His amethyst eyes lifted to look up at lust-filled amber and he gave a shy smile before hesitantly licking the tip of Eiri's cock. Slowly he took the hardness into his mouth, running his tongue down the underside. Feeling innocent tongue upon his heated flesh made the blonde groan and dig his fingers into the pink hair below him. Shuichi slipped the shaft slowly into his mouth, swirling his tongue about and sucking at the hard cock. It tasted not too bad. In fact, Shuichi was beginning to want more of it. He let the head of Eiri's cock touch the back of his throat and he sucked it up and out of his mouth hard, releasing from the moist cavern with a soft "pop!", making Eiri's head bang against the headboard. "God, Shuichi...!," Eiri groaned as the rest of his length slipped back into the hot mouth, teasing it with long licks. Sucking hard, he lifted his eyes upward to see Eiri's face contorted with pleasure, sweat visible in the light.

Flitting his tongue into the slit, Shuichi lightly bit and nibbled the sensitive head, making the man above him shudder with pleasure. Eiri pressed closer and began moving his lover's head up and down on his member, Shuichi relaxing his throat to let him fuck his mouth. His breathing changed to hard, labored breaths as his climax was approaching, pre-cum weeping from the tip into Shuichi's mouth. The pink singer lapped at the salty mixture happily, sucking hard on Eiri's cock for more. Getting an idea suddenly, the strawberry-haired singer held the base with one hand, the other hand trailing fast to Eiri's balls, cradling them lightly, making the novelist give out a yell as his climax came like a shot in the dark. Shuichi lapped the white liquid that escaped from him mouth and swallowed the majority of it, positively glowing with pride for what he did for Eiri. Shuichi pulled back and looked up at Eiri with bright violet eyes, a bit of cum sliding down the corner of his mouth. The blonde man panted, his face sweaty, golden locks falling into his eyes. "Oh, you little kitten...," he murmured, reaching from the singer. Shuichi leaned in as Eiri licked it off of him just before thrusting his mouth into his lover and tasting his essence on Shuichi's tongue.

"Yuki," whispered Shuichi against their lips, wrapping his arms around the man's neck. "Now, please! Please, do something...," he moaned as the blonde palmed his hard erection for the first time, giving him only temporary release.

The blonde chuckled and pressed him up against his chest, moving down to attack Shuichi's neck, licking and nipping at the exposed bronze flesh. Running his hands up the tiny chest, Yuki stopped to tease his nipples, twisting and rubbing until Shuichi was writhing and mewling. "Perhaps I will, perhaps I won't. Depends on how much you turn me on, brat," Eiri chuckled, making the boy pout and squirm in his lap. "Hold still and let me do my job," Eiri grounded out, squeezing Shuichi's member some. He stilled, gasping. Taking this moment, Eiri trailed his mouth down Shuichi's chest and took a nipple into his mouth, sucking fiercely. Shuichi gasped and moaned at the odd feeling, but he didn't complain or pull him away, instead he pulled Yuki closer, trying to get more of that feeling.

"Oh, God, please, Yuki! Quit teasing me and just do it already!," he whined, arching his back, offering more to the novelist. The older ma chuckled against his chest, moving up to capture those bruised lips once more in a hungry kiss. He pulled back to suck and nip at his bottom lip and heard the almost inaudible sigh of pleasure escape the boy's lips. He pushed Shuichi back down on the bed, pushing between Shuichi's legs, letting the teen feel his excitement. He rolled his hips lightly and Shuichi moaned beneath him, his hands coming up to run up and down Eiri's strong chest.

The blonde paused long enough to grab the lube out of his night-stand and then returned to torturing his little lover. He quickly slicked three fingers and reached for Shuichi's legs, tracing the puckered entrance hiding there. "Are you sure about this? Once this happens... I can't go back. Neither can you," the man said in a soft tone, his gaze on the teen under him turning serious. The boy swallowed, his amethyst eyes pleading with him. "I can do this. If it's you, and only you, I don't want to do it with anyone else... please... Eiri..." The blonde blinked some. "That's the first you've said my name," Eiri stated slowly. The boy nodded, smiling widely. "Only for you." With that, the man possessively swooped down and caught that delectable mouth in a fiery kiss, Shuichi letting out a long wail of pleasure as the first finger slipped inside and Eiri brought his free hand up to cup the back of Shuichi's neck, deepening the kiss. Shuichi gasped at the small pain as another finger was added, but Eiri's skilled tongue kept the pain at bay and the pleasure continuing. Soon a third was added and Eiri carefully stretched and prepped his small partner, wanting to be as prepared and wide enough to handle his first time.

Releasing his fingers, the blonde added more lube in his hand and slicked his hard length with quick, masterful strokes and moved Shuichi around so his cock was positioned at his entrance. Leaning down so that his chest was against Shuichi's hot back, Eiri wrapped a arm around the boy. "Hang on," he murmured hotly in Shuichi's ear. He thrust in quickly so the head of his shaft slid in and waited until he felt Shuichi's body relax around him. The boy's body was tense like a bow and he grimaced and grunted until he felt at one with the stiff object inside of him. Once the teen relaxed, Eiri wrapped his arms around his Shuichi's lower back and lifted him up so he could slide in easier. Shuichi moaned and offered his behind to the man as his body eased around the hard cock within him. Eiri latched onto the exposed skin of Shuichi's bent neck as his member finally slid completely into the small, tight portal, making him rein in his passion before he just fucked Shuichi into the bed.

Literally.

Letting his lover rest on his hands and knees, Eiri let his hands wander down to his hips and pulled out, Shuichi's muscles gripping around him, pulling him back in. He gave a couple shallow thrusts, the teen moaning with each one and lifting his hips to accommodate his partner, and then pulled out until only the head of his shaft remained inside. He grunted as he pushed back in, snapping his hips forward and pressing Shuichi's chest into the bed. The singer arched his back at the first thrust and gripped the sheets in his hands. Soon, the mewling and small noises turned into loud, long, drawn out groans and yelps as Eiri thrust mercilessly into the young teen. The sounds coming from the small mouth made Eiri's blood sing. He growled as he pushed back in, deeper, and aimed for Shuichi's prostate, loving the cry of ecstasy that came with it. Shuichi contracted his muscles around Eiri's cock and moaned as the man began thrusting faster into the lithe body beneath him.

Sweat poured down their bodies and Shuichi bent further down, aiming his ass high, letting the older man thrust deeper inside, hitting his prostate continuously. "Eiri!!!", he screamed. "FUCK! Eiri... nngggmmmm, faster! Oh, Eiri!" Hearing his name yelled with such passion filled him with even more desire and he began thrusting harder, deeper and making Shuichi cry out louder. He didn't care who heard them or even if someone walked in on them somehow-

his little baka was going to have that tight little ass of his fucked raw.

Feeling his climax coming, Eiri reached down and gripped Shuichi's hard member, surprising the boy. The lithe form beneath him gasped and thrust into his hand, his hips moving in constant rhythm with the novelist's thrusts. He moaned deep and turned his head around, thrusting his pink tongue into Eiri's mouth, battling with his own. The constant assault upon his prostate was sending him over the edge and when the blonde began pumping his cock with those strong fingers, he felt his completion coming. With a loud shout, Shuichi came all over his tight stomach and Eiri's hand. His muscles tightened around the turgid pole inside of him and made the blonde shudder as his own climax poured into the singer. Parting from the kiss and lifting the drenched hand, Eiri pulled Shuichi's head back, biting into his neck. He came hard into his little lover, thrusting in again and again as Shuichi's contracting muscles milked him dry.

They both finally collapsed onto the soaked bed, Eiri's face tucked between Shuichi's neck and shoulder. "Yuki...," Shuichi murmured tiredly, turning over underneath the heavy body, wrapping his arms loosing around the novelist. The man panted tiredly, closing his eyes and relaxing into Shuichi's embrace. They both laid there in comfortable silence, the only sound of their harsh breathing slowing down with each passing minute into even breaths, their bodies giving into slumber. The pink-haired singer sighed happily, feeling rather content and whole. He nuzzled his face into the blonde hair, breathing in sweat, musk, a faint trace of Marlboro Red cigarettes, and spice.

He didn't want to let go during the whole night...
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Who loves you?
ME!
THAT'S WHO!
---the moonlight carries the message of Love.---

"Later Days...!"
SD