Disclaimer: None of these bishounen are mine. They're by the wonderful Murakami Maki-sensei. If I had a choice, it'd be Ryuichi...
Infatuation
by Miyamoto Yui
Chapter 8 - Need me...
Tatsuha had gotten up and sighed as I looked at him walk out the door and into the kitchen. But, he wasn't there for long as he put on a song into the cd player.
"...And it's making me sad that I may not be what I think I am..." the woman sang.
I had learned to recognize these Shirou Sagisu songs that he loved so well. This one happened to be called, "Thanatos if I can't be yours."
He had gone to the bathroom, changed and I found him in front of me again. Smiling wistfully, he got into bed next to me and turned off the light. In the darkness, I had finally understood what was so enchanting yet painful...
I had finally comprehended why it was so much easier to move when there was no longer any light.
"Tatsuha?"
"Mm...Yes?" He was leaning to one side looking out the window before him as I placed my arm on his waist. Crouching even closer to him, I pulled him to lie flat on his back.
And this time, I was on top of him looking down with my arms barely holding me up. The sheets showed the contours of our bodies as our eyes interlocked content upon looking at one another.
I closed my eyes and leaned forward to kiss him on the lips. "I don't know what to say, Tatsuha..." I breathed into his ear.
"You don't have to..." he replied as he took a bit of my hair with his right hand pulling me gently closer to hold the kiss again. "You're showing me..."
Then, he grabbed my waist as he rolled over and once again, he was staring down at me as I began unbuttoning his pajama top. When I was done, he kissed my on the lips again.
"What is it that you really want, Shuichi?" he said while tilting his head at me.
Then, he started kissing my face as he made his way down my neck.
"What do you want me to say?" I asked without even thinking.
"I want you to make the decision," he said as he pulled my wrists over my head along with my tank top.
I...I...
"Tatsuha, what I want..." I began to say, "What I want is..."
Silence.
He looked down at me thoughtfully and patiently while waiting for my answer.
"Stay with me, Tatsuha." I whispered as I suddenly pulled his face to kiss mine as if I couldn't breathe anymore.
"Are you sure?" he questioned as he began to kiss my forehead and pushed my bangs from my eyes.
Holding his sleeves, my tears came out as I cried on his chest. "Need me..." I had sobbed. "Yuki doesn't me..."
"I want you to need me, Tatsuha." Holding onto him as if my life depended on it, I cried even more. "That's all. That's all I want."
He closed his eyes in understanding and nodded his head at me. "I know."
Kissing me once more on the forehead, he embraced me. "I know..."
It was then that he took off his pajama top which were barely hanging on his elbows as he began to start kissing me again. But this time, in between each caress, he had whispered, "I love you."
Biting my chin a bit, he had let his teeth go and devour my chest as I closed my eyes in pain still clinging onto his hands until they turned white.
"I want you," he whispered seductively.
Over my voice box, he said, "This is mine..."
I jolted up in pain as he began to caress my chest with his lips making marks wherever they went while my hands grabbed the sheets next to me.
Letting go of the my wrists over my head, my muscles began to tighten as he held my hips and planted kisses anywhere and in anyway he could...
"Tatsuha..." I could barely say as more pain through my body while his warm body went into my own. "Ah!"
Then, he pressed his body even harder against mine as I grabbed the pillows in pain.
Itai yo...
Everything...everything hurts...
My heart is broken...and you're trying to pick up the pieces...
I then clung onto his shoulders as he really showed me how much I meant to him...
How much he loved me...
I could really say that...
When he was finished, he looked down at me and leaned closer while whispering to my ear, "I need you."
Kissing my sweaty forehead, he wrapped his arms on my waist and nestled his nose onto my hair so that he couldn't see me.
But I know he could feel my hands clinging onto his hands never wanting to let go.
These warm hands...
I didn't want to let go.
Ever.
Was that so wrong?
Something inside me said yes...
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Author's note: --;;; Uh...well...I'm out of my slump now! ^^v
But everything's going to take a while...five fanfics at the same time and 4 of them are Clamp-related...
Infatuation
by Miyamoto Yui
Chapter 8 - Need me...
Tatsuha had gotten up and sighed as I looked at him walk out the door and into the kitchen. But, he wasn't there for long as he put on a song into the cd player.
"...And it's making me sad that I may not be what I think I am..." the woman sang.
I had learned to recognize these Shirou Sagisu songs that he loved so well. This one happened to be called, "Thanatos if I can't be yours."
He had gone to the bathroom, changed and I found him in front of me again. Smiling wistfully, he got into bed next to me and turned off the light. In the darkness, I had finally understood what was so enchanting yet painful...
I had finally comprehended why it was so much easier to move when there was no longer any light.
"Tatsuha?"
"Mm...Yes?" He was leaning to one side looking out the window before him as I placed my arm on his waist. Crouching even closer to him, I pulled him to lie flat on his back.
And this time, I was on top of him looking down with my arms barely holding me up. The sheets showed the contours of our bodies as our eyes interlocked content upon looking at one another.
I closed my eyes and leaned forward to kiss him on the lips. "I don't know what to say, Tatsuha..." I breathed into his ear.
"You don't have to..." he replied as he took a bit of my hair with his right hand pulling me gently closer to hold the kiss again. "You're showing me..."
Then, he grabbed my waist as he rolled over and once again, he was staring down at me as I began unbuttoning his pajama top. When I was done, he kissed my on the lips again.
"What is it that you really want, Shuichi?" he said while tilting his head at me.
Then, he started kissing my face as he made his way down my neck.
"What do you want me to say?" I asked without even thinking.
"I want you to make the decision," he said as he pulled my wrists over my head along with my tank top.
I...I...
"Tatsuha, what I want..." I began to say, "What I want is..."
Silence.
He looked down at me thoughtfully and patiently while waiting for my answer.
"Stay with me, Tatsuha." I whispered as I suddenly pulled his face to kiss mine as if I couldn't breathe anymore.
"Are you sure?" he questioned as he began to kiss my forehead and pushed my bangs from my eyes.
Holding his sleeves, my tears came out as I cried on his chest. "Need me..." I had sobbed. "Yuki doesn't me..."
"I want you to need me, Tatsuha." Holding onto him as if my life depended on it, I cried even more. "That's all. That's all I want."
He closed his eyes in understanding and nodded his head at me. "I know."
Kissing me once more on the forehead, he embraced me. "I know..."
It was then that he took off his pajama top which were barely hanging on his elbows as he began to start kissing me again. But this time, in between each caress, he had whispered, "I love you."
Biting my chin a bit, he had let his teeth go and devour my chest as I closed my eyes in pain still clinging onto his hands until they turned white.
"I want you," he whispered seductively.
Over my voice box, he said, "This is mine..."
I jolted up in pain as he began to caress my chest with his lips making marks wherever they went while my hands grabbed the sheets next to me.
Letting go of the my wrists over my head, my muscles began to tighten as he held my hips and planted kisses anywhere and in anyway he could...
"Tatsuha..." I could barely say as more pain through my body while his warm body went into my own. "Ah!"
Then, he pressed his body even harder against mine as I grabbed the pillows in pain.
Itai yo...
Everything...everything hurts...
My heart is broken...and you're trying to pick up the pieces...
I then clung onto his shoulders as he really showed me how much I meant to him...
How much he loved me...
I could really say that...
When he was finished, he looked down at me and leaned closer while whispering to my ear, "I need you."
Kissing my sweaty forehead, he wrapped his arms on my waist and nestled his nose onto my hair so that he couldn't see me.
But I know he could feel my hands clinging onto his hands never wanting to let go.
These warm hands...
I didn't want to let go.
Ever.
Was that so wrong?
Something inside me said yes...
--
Author's note: --;;; Uh...well...I'm out of my slump now! ^^v
But everything's going to take a while...five fanfics at the same time and 4 of them are Clamp-related...