I don▓t own Gravitation

Shuichi sat patiently at the foot of the bed he shared with his lover, hoping the older man had not forgotten about him. It had been twenty minutes since he had dressed in his little cat costume, and if he continued to sit there in the frigid room, he▓d catch a cold. ⌠Hey Yuki,■ the boy called out. ⌠Are you almost done with whatever your doing? I▓m cold!■ A grunt emanated from somewhere within the apartment, serving as the young mans answer.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he heard footsteps approaching the bedroom. He quickly readjusted the cat ears that were perched on his head , and sat up straight. Slowly, almost tauntingly, the doorknob turned. Shuichi watched wide eyed as the door crept open, cursing every long centimeter it had left to go.

Shuichi wasn▓t sure of what he had expected when Yuki entered the room, but it sure as hell wasn▓t this. It▓s not as if Yuki had gone all out kinky, no it was nothing like that. But still Shuichi stared in awe at the pair of golden dog ears that sat upon his golden locks.

⌠Um Yuki,■ the boy uttered nervously. ⌠What are those?■ ⌠What do you think they are?■ the man asked, approaching the bed as he shed his clothing. When he reached the foot of the king size he leaned down and breathed,■ You know Shu-chan, you look kinda of cute right now■ into the singers ears. Shuichi moaned loudly as the novelist pushed backwards onto the bed sheets. At that moment all but one part of him felt like jelly. When Yuki used his ⌠sexy■ voice, that was always the result.

Yuki immediately attacked the younger males mouth, only adding to the boys discomfort. Shuichi▓s already supper tight shorts felt ten sizes to small. Sensing the singers pain, and taking pity on him, Yuki▓s hands found their way down to the waistband of his shorts and freed Shuichi of his confinement. Shuichi moaned as the shorts roughly passed over his member, and again when Yuki grasped it firmly in his large hand.

Slowly, almost torturously, Yuki began to move his hand up and down Shuichi▓s cock, relishing the sounds that came from him. With his free hand he reached under his pillow, for a bottle he knew was there. He removed his hand from Shuichi▓s manhood, ignoring the sounds of protest, and squeezed the cool gel onto his hand. He remembered to be generous with the lubricant, preferring not to hear the boy complaining later on.

Lost in his own musings, Yuki did not notice Shuichi did not notice Shuichi shifting beneath him. Only when Shuichi drew the head of his hard member into his mouth did he notice the boys impatience. He ceased his actions reveling in the feeling of the singers warm mouth. He raked greasy fingers down the boys back, leaving red lines in their wake, and traced them around his puckered entrance. He paused for a moment before pushing one finger deep inside the younger man. Encouraged by Shuichi▓s muffled moan he sunk a second finger into him making scissoring motions.

After adding a third finger he pushed the boy off his length, already too close to the edge. Shuichi abandoned the older mans penis for his mouth, plunging his tongue into it and coaxing its occupant into a fierce battle for dominance. He whimpered slightly in protest when Yuki suddenly removed his fingers, but was overjoyed when the novelist drew him onto his lap. Yuki broke the kiss, and lifted Shuichi up, to position him above his erection. Slowly he pushed himself into the tight hole, waiting until Shuichi adjusted to start thrusting upward.

Shuichi met him halfway for each thrust, and soon their pace was erratic. Shuichi came first, loudly, coating both his and his lovers chest in his seed. Yuki came shortly after, and much quieter than hi lover. They collapsed onto the bed sheets, Yuki▓s softened cock still within the boy. He began to move away when a pair of strong, thin arms pulled him back down. ⌠Yuki stay with me for awhile. At least until I fall asleep.■ Yuki looked down a the boy, covered in seamen and body glitter, eyes half lidded, and determined expression etched into his features. His cat ears had long since abandoned their post. Yuki sighed, thinking of how cute his lover looked at that moment.

He lowered himself back down, not bothering to pull out the singer, and heard the singer sigh contently. He buried his face into the crook of the boys neck. ⌠I love you Yuki,■ the boy whispered before drifting off. Yuki never replied, but Shuichi could▓ve sworn as he fell asleep that the normally emotionless man smiled against his skin.

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