Title: Please, God
Author: j-chan
Theme: fling #21 7/50
Rating: PG-13 (to be safe)
Warnings: Slight sex scene description, language
Disclaimer: Gravitation and characters mentioned are not property of me, though I wish they were because then Suguru would be in the remixes, damnit!
Author's note: These are 50 separate stories! They don't necessarily all together.
Summary: Tatsuha cheats on Suguru and is with Ryuichi one night. He wonders if he can just take it as a fling or if it can be more.
Please, God
By a show of hands, how many out there have someone that they would jump at if given the chance to sleep with them? Come on, don't be shy, I want to know. Only a few of you? I don't believe that. Don't worry, the only people seeing this is you and me, I promise. Now, let me see those hands again. How many of you, if given the opportunity, would let the one person you dream about drag you to a hotel so they could fuck you silly?
There, now that's better. Those who raised their hands will now turn around and see their lover, wife, husband, girlfriend, or boyfriend standing behind them with a furious look on their face. Soon your relationship will have ended and you'll blame me, a soon to be single man with the current residence of Tokyo, Japan. Current, but probably not current for much longer. Just like you, my lover will find out that I have done the worst possible thing to our relationship.
I, Uesugi Tatsuha, have cheated on my lover of two years, Fujisaki Suguru, with my lifetime obsession, Sakuma Ryuichi.
It wasn't like I meant to cheat on him (isn't that what they all say?). I was walking through downtown, trying to find Suguru a birthday present worthy of him when I found the Holy God of Music alone in a music store. Still being quite a fan of his, I decided to simply talk to him.
I found that Ryuichi had a lot in common with both Suguru and myself. He was in love with music, as was Suguru, and he also was in love with the simple things in life, as was I. The more we talked, the more I started to forget that I had promised Suguru –my lover– that I would be home for dinner. He was supposed to make my favorite tonight. Dinner, Suguru, and the time were all forgotten with one simple phrase from the Sex God in front of me.
"Tatsuha-kun … would you like to come to my place for a while?"
Poof! Suguru and dinner flew out my head and I found myself eagerly nodding, agreeing that going to Ryuichi Sakuma's house was perfectly fine. It was the sexiest man in Japan! Of course I would not turn down this opportunity (and you can stop calling me an idiot, you wouldn't have turned it down either if it were your obsession asking you that). It was my lifelong dream to get into the House of the God, Ryuichi's house.
Now, so nobody gets confused, I was extremely guilty after everything happened. I was never going to forgive myself, no matter what happened when I got home. I was never going to be able to look at Suguru or Ryuichi the same way again. One I had cheated on and the other I was cheating with. It was the worst mistake of my life and there was no way I could make up for it.
That out of the way, let me tell you that sex with Ryuichi was complete and utter bliss. It was heaven and damn that man was experienced! Not even five minutes and he was already over me while I was nothing but a pile of goo on his bed. Before I knew what was really happening, all of our clothes were off and he was rocking into me.
I was nothing but pudding as his hands danced their rhythm across me. His tongue, on my god don't get me started on his tongue, never stopped its movement across my neck. I was sure there were marks, evidence that I had slept with him. If not on my neck than on the handprints he left on my right hip. It would have been the perfect night, the perfect thing that had every happened in my short span of a lifetime. Really, it would have.
That is, if I had moaned out the right name as I came. Instead of moaning out 'Ryuichi' or 'Sakuma' as I reached my blissful peak, I moaned out (loudly, too) one name I should have thought about before I did this. That's right, I moaned out my lover's name, Suguru, instead of my current bed-partner's name, Ryuichi.
As soon as he heard the name, Ryuichi became horrified and demanded to know what was going on. Blushing like an embarrassed schoolgirl, I told him exactly what was going on. That I was cheating on Suguru with him and that it was totally unintentional. Terrified, Ryuichi told me to go home to Suguru, to explain what had happened and to blame himself. I didn't want to blame Ryuichi, but he insisted.
So now I stand at the front door to what has become my house, dreading going inside. It was close to ten and Suguru was going to be pissed as me when I got inside. That and one look at me would tell my lover what exactly I had been doing. There was nothing I could keep from him anymore and I think that was what terrified me the most.
Part of my mind spoke up then, though. Ryuichi had been scared, yes, but there had been a look in his eyes. A look that plainly said that he was hurt more by something else other than the fact that he was helping me cheat without realizing it. I could tell that he didn't want our little fling to just be one night. Hell, neither did I.
There was a small possibility, though, that it didn't. If Suguru and Ryuichi agreed to it, than we could work something out between us. Tohma was already going to kill me for cheating on his little cousin, so what did I have to loose? Well, other than Suguru and Ryuichi both, what did I have to loose? It was worth a try.
Taking a deep breath, I opened the door to the house and moved in. "Suguru? I'm home." I dropped my keys on the table beside the door before toeing off my shoes. I hear him come in, so I looked up into his worried and slightly accusing eyes. "We have to talk, Su."
Please, whatever god is listening to me, don't make me loose both of them.
fin.