Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ Needs Must Be ❯ Fulfill ( Chapter 4 )

Warnings: Yaoi Lemon. Explicit Lemon (if that isn't redundant). You Have Been Warned. (Woo hoo!)

Disclaimer: Hell, I don't even own any Fushigi Yuugi plushies (yet)!

Needs Must Be

Chapter 4 - Fulfill

By Xellas M.

He clears his throat with a sort of strangled sound. His eyes dart around the room desperately, coming to rest on the jar sitting boldly on the table near the bed. His eyes become the size of dinner plates and his jaw drops. "Chichiri you…you…HENTAI!!!"

He leans past me, stretching out face down on my bed to grab the offensive piece of pottery. I'm too distracted by the way his body is moving to be worried by what he said. He has got to be doing that on purpose, no one moves that way unintentionally. He carefully stretches out on his stomach, back arching as he props himself up on his elbows. He grabs the jar and starts examining the small blue container as if the only copy of The Universe of the Four Gods is etched into it's surface.

"It's Nuriko's no da. And if I'm such a pervert, no da, then how is it that -you- know what that is no da?" I have him there. I lean over him and start playing with the shaggy strands of hair that trail down his back.

The back of his neck begins to flush. "I was with her when she bought it." He twists around and grins up at me. "You don't really think I'm that easy, do ya? I'm hurt."

He'd better be joking. He -is- kidding, right? Would Tasuki play games with me at a time like this? I look sharply at his face with it's huge, fangy grin and big, too-innocent eyes.

Yes, yes he would.

Time to fight fire with fire. By the time I'm done with him, he will want this just as badly as I do. I pull myself over and on top of him, allowing the weight of my lower body to sink fully onto his. I run my hands from his shoulders, down his arms, to the oil that he is still holding. I pry it from his grasp and place it back on the little table. I take his hands in my own and whisper into his ear "-Are- you that easy, Tasuki-kun?" before swiping my tongue lightly along the back of his ear.

His whole body jerks in surprise, apparently he likes this. I play for a short while, finally taking his earring between my teeth and giving it a gentle tug. I rock my hips slightly, rubbing myself against his incredible ass, only to gasp when it starts to feel too good, threatening my control.

He can't be very comfortable with his own erection pressed into the firm mattress, but I am not going to allow him to move until I get my answer. I stop all movement and he whimpers. "Well? Are you, Tasuki-kun?" I ask. My voice sounds strange to me, rasping and choked with need.

He tries to turn around to look at me, but I've got him pressed down too firmly. I raise myself up a little, lowering his arms to his sides before quickly taking his pajama top and yanking it halfway down, trapping him. I begin trailing slow kisses up the exposed portion of his spine, loving the feeling of him trembling beneath me.

When I reach his neck, I bite down gently and am rewarded when his body jerks again. "Yes..." he hisses. Now I know I have him.

I pull away just long enough to get rid of his pajama top entirely and turn him over to face me before kissing him deeply. He is making good use of his newly freed arms, all but ripping off my shirt. For a second I wonder how many hands the man has, it feels like he is touching me everywhere at once. Still, no matter how much he is giving me it still isn't enough, my whole body is on fire and I'm not sure what to do next.

I pull away for a second, looking him in the eyes. They're practically glowing with excitement and somewhere in the background I see that his seishi symbol is shining brightly on his arm. He is so beautiful, so perfect, and unlike me he is whole, pure.

Apparently I said that last part out loud. He laughs a little, nervously, and says "Um, Chiri, I'm -not- exactly pure."

"That's not what I meant, baka." I can't help but smile. I'd do anything for him, but I'm not sure what he would like. Performance anxiety hits like a sledgehammer. "What do you want me to do, Tasuki-kun?"

"I've wanted you so bad, do whatever you want. Only…" A deep blush covers his face.

"Yes?" I listen anxiously.

"I want ta know that you're enjoying me."

Something inside me breaks at those words. I need him so badly! I lean back, running my hands over his thighs. His pajama bottoms are in the way; quickly, I untie the cord and slide them off over his bare feet. I kiss my way up the insides of his legs, kissing hard but moving quickly to the place I know he is waiting for me to touch him. My hands roam ahead of my mouth, teasing the soft skin of his balls, then gently stroking the sensitive area behind them. Quickly as I am moving, it still seems forever before my face is pressed against his hardness. I take the very tip into my mouth and suck hard, dying to taste the shining droplets already forming there.

"Wonderful." I breathe before taking as much of him into my mouth as I can. It isn't as much as I would like, but I suppose that comes with practice. I look up but he doesn't seem to mind. His head is thrown back into the covers and his hands have a death grip on the sheets. I take the rest of him into my hand, stroking as I move my head up and down. I massage the rim just underneath the head of his shaft with my tongue, being very careful not to accidentally scrape.

His hips are moving now, his entire body completely lost in sensations I am providing. I could do this forever, but soon in a breathless voice he tries to give me a warning "I'm-"

I pull back a little as he releases into my mouth, warm liquid spurting and hitting the back of my throat before I block it with my tongue. I swallow, enjoying the taste of him.

When he is done I move up to kiss him, trying like hell to ignore my own now painful erection until he has recovered.

He soon gives me good reason to be grateful for the incredible stamina of 18 year old men. Only a couple of minutes pass before he reaches over and begins rubbing me through my pajama bottoms. "Your turn." he says, fangs poking out on either side of a very happy grin.

Again, he reaches over and grabs the jar of oil that Nuriko (may she marry Hotohori and live in eternal bliss) gave me. Again, he turns away, this time sitting upright and twisting around to watch as I strip. When I'm naked and kneeling behind him, he pops open the stuff and pours some into his hand, which he uses to thickly coat my erection. He leans back, resting his head against my shoulder and I lean down to kiss him. I soon have to grab his hand to stop him, it feels too good having him caress me like that, the slippery oil eliminating all friction. He hands me the jar before turning back around and raising himself on his hands and knees.

I pour more of the stuff onto my own hands. When did they start shaking like this? I probably should be doing something for him, or saying something, but I'm barely hanging onto myself as it is. I can't wait any longer. I prepare him as carefully and gently as I am able, then position myself at his entrance and tug gently on his hips to indicate that he should set this pace.

There isn't any way to describe what I'm feeling when he pushes himself back on to me. I had never imagined there was anything like it in the world. The act itself is a blur, I am thrusting into him wildly, hearing improbable animal noises coming from my own throat. How long have I wanted him without letting myself know it? It must have been always, I couldn't be feeling like this if it weren't. I hover on the brink for an eternal second, completely consumed by pleasure before taking my release inside him.

When I catch my breath, I pull out of him, loving the small noise he makes at the loss. I collapse onto the mattress, trying to pull him down with me. He resists and my heart skips for a moment. However, he's just crossing the room to bring back warm, damp towels. I fight sleep as I feel him gently first cleaning the oil from my body, then his own. Finally, he falls into my arms, holding me close as we fall asleep together.

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End Part 4

~ To Be Continued