AN) Here it is! The final chapter! I've decided it's time I retired this former one-shot! Why, you may ask, because I've now officially used up all the positions I could think of and I don't want to repeat! ; If you're interested in any future fanfics I may write, be sure to read the end note.
As for Hiro's OOCness in the last chapter… I must admit, he isn't a character of any major importance to me, I neither like nor dislike him, he's kinda in the background so I didn't put much effort into him… ; That is also my excuse for the terrible job I did on Sakano-san and the formerly forgotten Suguru-kun (bum… I don't like him . ). K-san scares me, and I hate Tohma-san (jerk). Anyone who happens to be fans of these characters, please don't hurt me!! runs away screaming
Disclaimer: I sure as hell don't own Gravitation, cause if I did, it'd be total crap. It belongs to Maki Murakami.
Chapter 4:
"You walking home Shu?"
Shuichi looked up from the lyrics he'd been working on. He and Hiro were back to being good friends again, it was as if the incident from the day before had never happened.
The pink haired singer smiled. "No, Yuki agreed to pick me up on his way home, he had another book signing session today."
He yawned and gathered up all his stuff, shoving it into his little orange backpack. He was really tired still, not to mention quite sore. Yuki was a little too rough sometimes, but as far as Shuichi was concerned, it was well worth a little pain.
"Besides, it's raining, I wouldn't walk home in this anyway, I'd take a taxi if I had to." He smiled at his friend, touched by the red-head's concern.
"Well, if you need anything give me a call, I'll see you tomorrow." With that Hiro turned and left the room, waving over his shoulder as he walked away.
Shuichi slung his backpack over his own shoulder and walked out, heading for the front door. He stopped and leaned against the wall next to the doors, staring at the parking lot and waiting for his lover to arrive. It was absolutely pouring now and Shuichi wrapped his arms around himself, shivering.
He didn't have to wait long, within minutes, Yuki drove up and parked and leapt out of the car, running towards the doors through the violently dumping rain, throwing them open.
"Yuki!!!" he yelled, leaping up and throwing his arms around the irritated blonde's neck, causing the tall man to slip on the large puddle of water he had brought in with him. With a startled yell, Shuichi landed on top of Yuki, knocking the wind out of the man.
Sitting up, Shuichi started apologizing frantically "I'm so sorry I didn't mean to please forgive me it won't happen again Yuki Yuki I'm sorry-"
"Shut the hell up and get the fuck off of me!" Yuki cut in, pissed off now and trying to force his lungs to work properly again.
Shuichi scrambled off the fallen man, fussing over him until Yuki slapped his hands away. With a grunt, Yuki climbed to his feet and dusted himself off, eyes narrowing when he saw the large muddy stains left from the water he'd landed in.
"Grab your stuff brat, we're leaving." He said shortly.
"Okay… Oh wait! I forgot! I left my notebook on the table!" Shuichi cried out.
Yuki sighed heavily and rubbed his eyes. "Fine, go get it, but be quick."
"B-but Yuki…" the little singer said, staring at him with wide eyes. "There isn't anyone there, and I-I'm scared…" He clung to the older man's shirt sleeve.
Yuki groaned. "Just go get the damn thing…" he replied, allowing himself to be dragged along by the clingy boy.
Entering Bad Luck's conference room, Shuichi groped around on the wall searching for the light switch, still hanging onto Yuki's sleeve tightly. He sighed audibly when he found it, then skipped in to look for his missing notebook, cheerful now that his lover was there with him.
Yuki sauntered in to lean against the table, watching intently as his tiny lover wandered around the room digging through various piles of useless things.
"Oh! Here it is!" Shuichi exclaimed happily as he bent over to pick up his fallen notebook, unaware of his lover's heated gaze following movements of his tight little ass.
Turning around, he cheerfully called out "Yuki! I found it-"
He never finished the sentence as Yuki's hand grabbed hold of the back of his head, forcing him to look up as the man's lips clamped hungrily down on his own.
Squirming out of his hands, Shuichi gasped and backed up a couple steps. "W-what are you doing Yuki?!"
"Kissing you, idiot." The novelist replied, irritated.
"B-but! W-we're…" he stuttered as Yuki grabbed him again. He went silent when Yuki slammed their lips back together again, licking his bottom lip. Without thinking, he opened his mouth and allowed Yuki in, melting as the older man assaulted his mouth, all worries of who might see melting as well.
Feeling the boy turn to butter in his hands, Yuki grinned and shoved him against the wall, sliding his hand into Shuichi's shirt, caressing the pink haired vocalist's smooth skin. Shuichi gasped, shuddering as Yuki's hand slid slowly downward, feather-light touch causing goose-bumps to form on the tiny singer's skin.
"Yuki!!" He arched, feeling the man's hand cup his growing erection, his pants suddenly seeming too tight. Shuichi leaned forward, clinging to Yuki's chest as his lover began gently massaging him.
Shuichi Shindo, the lead singer of the popular band Bad Luck cried out the name of a certain blonde writer just as his producer and keyboardist walked into the room.
Silence reigned supreme as everyone simply froze and stared at each other, shocked. Yuki detached his lips from Shuichi and turned to glare at the perpetrators of the interruption, the look he gave them enough to curdle milk. "Well, do you need something? Or are you just gonna stand there?" he growled.
The silence broken, Sakano-san coughed uncomfortably and grabbed Suguru by the sleeve, leading him quickly out of the room. Suguru looked at them with an unreadable expression on his face as he shut the door behind him. Shuichi was amazed that neither had raised a big fuss, thought he knew he'd be hearing about this again the next day…
With a soft grunt of satisfaction, Yuki turned back to the flustered boy to resume their interrupted kiss.
"No Yuki…" Shuichi whimpered, blushing as he turned his face away and tried to push Yuki off. "No… stop it.. not here…"
Yuki sighed in annoyance and pulled away, turning his back to Shuichi and grabbing the boy's stuff.
"Y-Yuki?" Shuichi asked, his confusion overpowering his embarrassment.
Yuki didn't look back at him, just continued off down the hall.
"Come on brat, we're leaving."
"Wait Yuki!" he called, running after the retreating novelist.
The trip home was in silence, a thick an uncomfortable silence that made Shuichi squirm. Pulling in the driveway, Yuki got out of the car and headed in, leaving Shuichi to scramble to catch up with him.
He's mad at me again, he thought sadly. I'll apologize.
"Yuki I-" he yelled, running thought the door. He pause, looking around. "Yuki?"
Click!
Shuichi jumped and spun around at the sound of a door slamming shut and the click of a key in a lock. Yuki eyed him with a slight frown.
"Why're you so damn jumpy brat? I'm not gonna attack you, idiot."
"I thought you were mad at me!" he whined, "You were ignoring me!"
"Whatever." Yuki brushed by him, heading for the kitchen.
"Yukiii!!!" the pink haired boy whined again, trailing after him into the kitchen like a lost puppy. "Don't be so mean!"
Yuki turned and looked at him with a funny look in his eyes. He advanced slowly on Shuichi, backing the boy up to the counter then cupping his face in his left hand and forcing the tiny singer to look up at him.
"How's this then?" he asked slyly as he leaned forward, giving his surprised little lover a rough kiss.
He smiled, watching the pink haired vocalist's eyes nearly double in size, then close in bliss as the tall blonde deepened the kiss.
Pretty soon, Shuichi was leaning into him, clinging to his chest and kissing back with enough force to bruise.
Drawing away for a breath, Yuki panted as he reached forward to draw the younger boy's shirt off his thin shoulders, admiring Shuichi's lithe frame as he did so.
With another deep, passionate kiss, Yuki grasped the base of Shuichi's thighs, lifting the startled boy up onto the counter and leaning over him, feeling Shuichi's hardness against his stomach. With a small smile, Yuki pushed his own erection roughly into the boy's inner thigh, smile widening when his tiny lover let loose a wild gasp.
He began drawing his mouth along Shuichi's neck, scraping his teeth lightly over the vocalist's pulse point before settling down to bite and suck on the side of his neck. He had to mark the boy, he needed to make sure it was obvious that Shuichi had already been claimed and belonged to him alone.
Sliding his hands down over the slight singer's fine body, he began to slowly undo Shuichi's belt, allowing it to fall to the floor. Moving his mouth over slightly, running his tongue across Shuichi's smooth skin, Yuki eagerly undid the zipper and button, smirking when the boy's tight capri pants joined the growing pile on the floor.
Yuki's mouth had worked its way lower. He was now hovering over the boy's taut stomach and leaving a trail of saliva leading ever lower. He dipped his tongue into his short lover's navel, enjoying the gasps and moans released more and more frequently now. Catching hold of the waistband of Shuichi's boxers, Yuki gently slid his finger in, slowly and eagerly drawing them down and off, licking his lips as he smiled over the singer's swollen member.
Yuki slid his tongue gently down over the tip and along the top, feeling the boy's erection throb and hearing Shuichi cry out at the unexpected contact. Yuki moaned slightly, his pants had tightened close to the point of pain and he reached down to unbutton them, never pausing his tongue's sensual exploration of Shuichi's nether realms.
Without warning, Yuki widened his mouth and drew the boy as deep inside as he comfortably could and started to suck.
"Yuki!" Shuichi screamed, arching his back and bucking his hips against Yuki's mouth, nearly gagging his blonde lover.
Running his tongue along Shuichi's throbbing arousal, Yuki pinned the boy's hips to the counter with his right hand then began fondling his little lover's balls with the other.
Shuichi squirmed and writhed, his hands clutching at the tall man's head, his fingers twining reflexively in the silky bond hair.
"Yuki…" he moaned, sweat beading on his forehead. "I… think I'm gonna…"
Yuki knew very well what was going to happen when he felt the muscles at Shuichi's base tighten. With a shrill cry, Shuichi climaxed, releasing into Yuki's mouth.
The author swallowed quickly, careful not to lose any of the thick white liquid, then licked the younger boy clean, lust burning hotly in his eyes.
Stretching up, the young author crushed his lips against those of his tiny lover, gnawing on Shuichi's lip as he slid his fingers slyly towards the pop star's entrance.
Shuichi's eyes nearly doubled in size when he felt the un-lubed intrusion.
"Yuki!" he practically screamed, writhing desperately in an attempt to escape. "You promised! You said you wouldn't go dry anymore!"
"It won't kill you!" he retorted, trying to grab hold of his not-so-compliant-anymore lover again.
"No! Not without the lube!" the pink haired boy shrieked, batting Yuki's hands away frantically.
"Fine! I'll get the goddamn lube!" Yuki shouted back, throwing up his hands. Softer, he added "You better not move an inch…" and leaned down to give Shuichi a rough kiss.
Watching as Yuki walked off down the hall, Shuichi did as he was told, blushing and squirming a little at the thought of what he must look like, laying completely nude on the counter with his legs spread.
His silent contemplation of his current (and embarrassing) position was interrupted by Yuki's graceful return, bottle of lubricant in hand.
Yuki eagerly grabbed hold of him again, smiling widely as he leaned forward. "You stayed still…" he breathed into Shuichi's ear. "I guess I'll have to play nice…at first…"
Shuichi shuddered in excitement and gasped as he felt the finger reenter his body, slicked this time.
He moaned as Yuki began moving the finger gently in and out, softly stroking the inside of him. Yuki moved his mouth down to Shuichi's chest, licking around the two sensitive patches of skin, teasing the pink nubs as he teased the boy's entrance with a second finger inserted to the knuckle.
The little pop star reached down with his own hands and swiftly undid the remaining buttons on his lover's pants before attempting to remove the man's boxers. His efforts were thwarted however, when Yuki's third finger brushed lightly against his prostrate. He arched, screaming out his lover's name as his body convulsed.
Removing his fingers, Yuki quickly lubed himself then lined his hotly throbbing arousal up with the submissive boy's opening.
"Yuki!!" Shuichi cried out, feeling himself so full it felt like something would tear. The pain was excruciating as Yuki forced himself in, stretching the younger boy ruthlessly, but like usual, it gradually ebbed away as the pleasure flooded in.
Slowly, the tall blonde pulled out until only the head of his huge shaft was inside his little lover then drove back in, driving his entire erection deep inside of the boy.
Yuki paused. "You've been a bad boy Shu-chan." He whispered, "You weren't cooperating at all earlier. You should know better than that…" He withdrew almost completely. "I think I need to punish you!"
Shuichi screamed as his body was dragged backwards across the counter to meet Yuki's thrusting hips halfway, hitting his sweet spot head on and sending waves of pleasure crashing throughout his little body. Drawing back, Yuki drove himself into his lover's prostate again, bringing them both closer to the edge.
Thrust after thrust, Yuki grunted and panted while Shuichi cried out, yelling his name. The counter vibrated beneath the force of their connecting bodies, the kitchen items on it bouncing around as the surface beneath them shook. Shuichi tightened his legs, wrapping them around Yuki's waist as he was banged into the counter.
The neighbors would be complaining soon, Yuki had forgotten to close the windows and Shuichi was screaming loud enough for it to be heard halfway down the street.
Not that Yuki cared.
Giving one last forceful thrust, Yuki groaned and came, spilling his seed deep into Shuichi's body and watching in rapt fascination as it slowly dripped out. A few seconds later, Shuichi violently reached his own climax, coating both of them as he screamed his loudest yet.
Yuki slumped over, leaning against the smaller boy's chest as they both panted. After a while, his breathing returned to normal and he pulled out, leaning against the counter next to Shuichi and lighting up a cigarette.
With a groan, the pink haired pop star pushed himself up onto his elbows and slid down off the counter, wincing a little as he hit the floor. Limping slightly, Shuichi hobbled off to the living room. Flopping down on the couch he grabbed the remote and tugged a blanket up onto his chilled naked body.
Amused, Yuki watched his little love as he finished his cigarette. Grinding the butt in a nearby ashtray, he pushed away from the counter and walked in after him. He walked up to the side of the couch behind Shuichi unnoticed, then pounced.
With a yell, the startled boy jerked upwards, bucking against Yuki's hands and knees as he was pinned to the couch. Yuki shifted a little so he was straddling his lover's hips then leaned down to nip his neck, whispering "Ready for round two?"
"Huh?" Shuichi asked dully, then gasped as the blanket was torn from him, Yuki's erection pressing hard against the base of his back.
He twisted his head, trying to see Yuki and struggling against the weight of the man on top of him, pinning him to the couch. Yuki simply watched his feeble attempts with and amused smile then said, "Why struggle Shu-chan? You'll only wear yourself out before we have our fun!"
Shuichi's response was muffled in the couch covering, so Yuki automatically interpreted as an agreement, regardless of the boy's feelings on the subject.
Reaching down, he slid a hand beneath Shuichi's limp body to run a soft touch down the length of his singer's shaft, feeling it spring to life under his attentions as the boy himself moaned.
"What's that? You don't like this?" he teased, slowly withdrawing his hand, fingers lingering slightly.
"…Yuki… please…"
"Please? What do you mean?" he asked innocently, stroking Shuichi's rapidly swelling member again.
"Please… I want… I need…"
"What do you want? I don't understand." The grin widened.
"Please Yuki! I want you to…" the boy blushed. "to… take me…" he finished in a small voice.
"Why didn't you say so earlier?" he kissed the back of Shuichi's neck, his left hand pulling his little lover onto all fours.
"That's one thing I don't mind doing for you."
He shoved in.
Yuki groaned as he felt himself sliding in smoothly, Shuichi's passage was still slick form the leftover lube and cum from the last round. Picking up speed and force, the blonde author slammed his throbbing arousal deep into the smaller boy's body.
He caressed his little lover's convulsing body, his blood burning through his veins and carrying with it a flood of almost overwhelming pleasure. He leaned down, running his tongue along Shuichi's spine as he drove forward, nailing the pop star into the couch pillows. The taste of the boy, his sweat, his skin, they were almost intoxicating, driving Yuki deeper into the fiery sea of ecstasy.
He grabbed hold of Shuichi's waist and leaned back, bringing the writhing and screaming boy with him and up onto his lap.
Instinctively, Shuichi reached back and braced his hands on Yuki's hips, using his widely spread legs to lift himself.
Then as Yuki's teeth clamped onto his neck, he drove himself back down, impaling his small body on Yuki's enormous arousal, shrieking out the blonde's name and arching against him.
Hearing Yuki's encouraging moan, Shuichi repeated the action.
He screamed, feeling Yuki rise to meet him halfway and drive himself full force into Shuichi's prostate. The boy was close, the desperate need to come increasing tow-fold as his tall lover found his sweet spot again. He threw his head back, crying out the man's name as he was filled to the breaking point.
Yuki reached around the convulsing vocalist's hips and grasped his erection, pumping it as he thrust his hips up.. He was burning up, his body was straining to reach its climax and he felt like he was going to explode.
"Yuki! I'm… I'm… Aahh!"
Shuichi climaxed, releasing his load over the blonde man's hand that was still clutching him, his muscles tightening around the large hard object moving around inside of him.
Yuki released cry of his own when the pressure suddenly increased dramatically. He couldn't take anymore and came hard, pumping the sticky white liquid up inside Shuichi, shuddering in ecstasy at the flood of pleasure that accompanied his release.
Yuki gently slid himself out of the small boy and slumped back , panting heavily. Shuichi turned onto his side, and laid down on top of Yuki, his head resting on the mans' chest.
After a couple minutes of listening to Shuichi's breathing even out, then beginning to slow, Yuki opened his cat-like amber eyes and gently shook the boy's shoulder.
"Come on Shu-chan, you can't sleep there, you'll freeze." He said softly, for once not trying to hide the love in his voice. His adorable little lover squirmed slightly, tiredly opening a single shining purple eye to look up lovingly up at Yuki.
Yuki sat up slowly and stood, half carrying the exhausted boy to the bedroom and laying him down in the blankets.
He walked over to the window to shut the curtains on the now bright and clear evening.
And found himself face to face with a camera.
That was when he suddenly remembering he was wearing absolutely nothing and was still coated in the remains of their last lovemaking session.
Throwing the curtains shut quickly, Yuki grimaced as he walked back to the bed, crawling in to join his sleeping singer.
Wrapping his arms around the tiny pink haired boy, he yawned as he bitterly considered the next day. Can't wait to see the beautiful cover picture of tomorrow's paper… he though ironically.
All bitterness flowed out of him as he stared down at the small boy he had cupped protectively in his arms, guarding him while he slept.
No… not a waste.
"…mmm…Yuki…" Shuichi murmured, caught up in whatever fantasy he was dreaming about.
"I love you" Yuki whispered kissing the boy tenderly.
It was definitely worth it.
-END-
End Note) If by chance I've acquired any fans, I think you'll be happy to know that I already have the plan for another 3 chapter fanfic written out, and while it was originally planned to be rated T, I'll see if I can't bump it up a little… I've been thinking about trying a bathtub scene… perhaps in the second or third chapter? wink wink nudge nudge