Disclaimer: Ok! This was a request from someone. It was requested by someone calling themselves…"Book Hunter" and although I do happily take requests I have never wrote a SuguruxShuichi fanfic before so I didn't really know where to start...lolz...i tried tho…plz let me know if I should change something. thanxies
DIY
Suguru sat in his living room watching the TV before him. He was alone in the room as he watched his band Bad Luck performing in front of an audience. Well watching Bad Luck was wrong; he was actually just watching the sexy pink thing singing its heart out into a microphone it was holding within its slender fingers. Suguru always called Shuichi a "thing" because he was so different, so beautiful that he couldn't be human, he had to be something out of this world.
Shuichi loved being on the stage and you could tell from a mile away. He walked around the in his stage clothes happily. Suguru's eyes travelled down Shuichi's body slowly. He watched as his pink hair shone from the stage lights, down his thin but slightly muscular chest, down his tight stomach following down the black leather trousers clinging to Shuichi's crotch and legs.
Suguru's eyes closed slightly ignoring his surroundings so he could concentrate more on the beauty before him. He felt his groin ache more and more the more he watched Shuichi sing happily. Suguru thought about how much he envied Yuki Eiri, he had only met Eiri a small number of times but he could tell Eiri didn't appreciate what he had. If he had Shuichi he would treat him like he was the best thing to hit the planet, that's what Shuichi needed, not to be constantly slowly being broken down by his lover, however of course Suguru couldn't say this, not to anyone, he knew better. Eiri was somewhat still a mystery to him. He still scared him slightly.
Because suguru wasn't concentrating on what he was doing and his surroundings. He subconsciously let his hand slither down his chest and rest on his groin. He cupped himself in his hand and rubbed himself through his jeans a little. His eyes never left the TV screen before him, showing him Shuichi. His eyes remained glued on the picture before him. His hand continued to explore himself more as he only slightly felt his hand unzip his jeans and enter through the made hole. He pulled out his own penis and began to rub lightly and slowly. The pleasure helped but not to a great extent he knew what he needed to do but he felt bad about it in another way. Shuichi had become a singer so everyone could hear him sing, not so everyone can masturbate watching him sing on stage.
He began to rub himself harder and he slumped down on the couch. He breathed heavily and began moaning. His other hand reached for the remote and froze the picture of Shuichi before himself. He rubbed himself hard and he moaned loudly, his eyes remained glued undressing Shuichi with his eyes. He felt himself begin to sweat as the pleasure got more intense. He stared at Shuichi deeply as he felt a familiar feeling in his stomach. He leaned forward and ran his hand down the screen. Imagining he was really touching Shuichi's body. He leaned forward and lightly moaned Shuichi's name as he came on the screen. He came on the picture of the screen below Shuichi, he didn't want to ruin the picture of Shuichi before him, Shuichi was a beautiful angel and he didn't deserve to taint his beauty with his disgusting ugly natural human parts.
Disclaimer: Thanxies for reading!! Remember I take requests so feel free…I will be faster next time I promise.