Disclaimer: Maki Murakami owns Gravitation. Clearly I do not.

A/N: Eep! Sorry for taking so long to update. This chapter is from the point of view of Yuki. The 'you' is Shuichi.

B IS FOR BENEATH

I sat hunched over my computer, completely absorbed in my latest novel. That's probably why you, notorious for your lack of stealthiness, were able to get into the apartment without my noticing.

Without warning, you wrapped your arms around my waist and squealed into my ear, "Yuki! I'm hoome!"

"Shut up, baka, I'm trying to work!" I growled, attempting to fling you off, which proved only to make you cling on tighter.

"Damnit," I cursed, pushing away from my desk with great force. You flew backwards and landed softly on your cute little butt.

"Aw, Yuki, don't be so mean!" you whined, rubbing your rear as you walked over to my desk. You sat on the edge of my desk, staring with puppy dog eyes at me as I attempted to get back into my novel.

No such luck. You were stuck on my mind, and you weren't going anywhere.

"Fine! If you want me so bad, then it's me you'll get!" I yelled. I pushed you off the desk with as much ease as if I were clearing paper from a table. You bounced onto the ground, staring at me with wide eyes. I straddled your waist, sitting on your lap, and you just sat there, stunned.

I lunged for your tender lips. I could taste them, mere centimeters away from my own, but I didn't dare go any further. I would never push you where you didn't want to go; I couldn't possibly mar your innocent features without your consent.

"Why'd you stop?" you whispered breathlessly, breaking out of your trance.

Oh, you want to go there all right, you little idiot. I crashed into your lips, breaking any space between us with one fluid movement. I pressed against your thin body, my fingertips traveling your upper arms; your hands roaming my back. I circled my arms around your waist and stood up, dragging you with me. Our lips remained connected even as I brought you to the bedroom, hungrily devouring eachother's mouths, fearing seperation for some reason I couldn't begin to grasp.

I tossed you to the bed and you sat there, smiling enticingly as if to say 'come and get me'. Willingly I obliged, stepping out of my socks as I crawled onto the bed.

Blood pounded through my veins at the mere sight of your flustered face, and I couldn't stand being apart from you for any longer. I grabbed at you in the dark room, tearing off your shirt and finding your body with trained precision. I had begun to memorize every curve of your abdomen, every bump of your chest, and I wanted it all. Desire took over; lust controlled both of us as we ravished eachother. It seemed as if all thought had ceased and all I could see was you, with your smooth skin shimmering as you writhed beneath me, your pink hair sticking to your forehead with steaming sweat, your violet eyes sparkling with passion. I need you, Shuichi.

Not many people would be able to understand some of the emotions that go through my head as I lie above you. You consume my mind and I cannot think of anything but you and your wants, your needs and desires. You lay beneath me, which makes it so unexpected that you are capable of controlling me.

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A/N: Ohmygoodness... that was short. Well, please review! Comments are mucho appreciated. Thank you!