Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ Cats, Crutches and Babies? Oh My! ❯ Good Morning Yuki! ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: (sigh) I don't own gravitation or any of the characters there in. I do own these ideas though!!!!! Yata for me!

 

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Warm sunlight filtered lazily through the gaps in the red blinds, filling the bedroom with a cheerful early morning brightness that only Shuichi was awake to enjoy. He could hear little rasping noises coming from Yuki's throat as the older man inhaled, a telltale sign that he was in a deep sleep. Shuichi always thought this was the cutest thing and smiled as he snuggled closer to his boyfriend's side.

The young singer just smiled as he snuggled closer to the warm body next to him. He treasured mornings such as these, when he woke up in Yuki's arms, above everything.

They rarely happened, but when they did he always felt deeply connected with his lover.

 

'He holds me as if a nasty group of paparazzi and screaming fan girls is going to come and steal me away from him in the middle of the night,'

 

Suddenly, the scary, but somehow hilarious image of Yuki fighting his way through a sea of screaming people to get to him as he was carried away Fay Wray, human sacrifice style came to mind. Shu started to giggle at this, but stopped immediately when Eiri groaned and rolled over onto his side, pulling his right arm out from underneath the smiling singer's back.

Shuichi instantly noticed that Yuki's hair was a mess and had fallen haphazardly over his closed eyes, so the dedicated little vocalist propped himself up on his elbow so he could lean over his lover to brush it off his face. The boy finished his self-assigned little task and continued to, stare down into the sleeping face of the one he loved.

Shuichi was amazed at how tranquil the impatient, short-tempered novelist looked when he was sleeping and it made him smile.

 

'They look so cute when they're asleep,' Shuichi thought as he continued to gaze lovingly at his boyfriend's elegant face, 'I wonder if he thinks I'm cute when I'm sleeping.'

Shuichi made a mental note to find this out as he slipped out of the bed, being careful not to make a sound. He, and he was sure anyone else that had ever spent the night, had quickly learned that Yuki was not a morning person and waking him up was extremely risky business.

The pink haired young man really didn't feel like having something thrown at his head this early in the morning so he was careful not to make a peep as he exited the room and headed toward the bathroom down the hall. He was half way there when he suddenly realized that he wasn't wearing anything. He was just going to continue walking when he remembered the dream he had had about being totally naked and pushed on stage (by K no less!) in front of thousands of people, and he fearfully thought better of it.

Ever since they had discovered that he and Yuki were a couple, the paparazzi had taken a considerable liking to hanging around outside of their apartment and peeking in through the windows. They were obviously trying to snap pictures of them, though Shuichi hadn't seen any climbing gear on the outside of the building in a long while.

 

'Mabey we're finally old news,' Shuichi thought hopefully as he made a note to check the building again today.

The singer couldn't think of anything more embarrassing than being caught in your birthday suit by the press. Shuddering at the mere thought of what K would do if something questionable like that were to find it's way onto the front page of the tabloids, he returned to the bedroom as silently as he had left.

 

Shuichi stole in silently and snatched one of Yuki's old shirts that he now used as pajamas from the bottom drawer of his dresser. He pulled the red shirt on and walked confidently back out of the room and down the hall to where he had been only moments before.

 

Shu could have used the ensuite attached to the master bedroom, but he didn't want to risk waking Eiri up and having him in a grouchy mood all day. The blonde had promised to take him out and he really didn't want to jeopardize his chances of that happening.

So instead he opted to walk the extra 50 feet to use the main shower down the hall.

His feet first made contact with the cold marble floor in the bathroom, causing Shuichi to shiver slightly. Fortunately they weren't cold for too long as he quickly hopped over onto the fluffy black bath mat that lay in front of the shower. He made sure the blinds in the bathroom were closed tightly before taking off his shirt and opening the transparent glass door to start the water.

Just after the warm stream coming from the fixture was the right temperature and Shu was about to step in, two strong warm arms wrapped themselves loosely around his torso and pulled him into a strange sort of backwards hug.

 

The pink-haired singer smiled broadly and turned in his attacker's arms so he could hug him properly.

 

" `Morning," Yuki sighed demurely as his boyfriend buried his face lovingly into his chest.

 

" `Morning Yuki!" Shuichi exclaimed loudly, causing the blonde to wince, "Why are you up so early?"

 

"I don't know," Yuki shrugged, sounding bored with the entire conversation.

 

Shuichi looked sideways at the steamy shower and back to his boyfriend. He smiled deviously as he motioned to the shower with his hand and tried his hardest to sound seductive.

 

"So…if you're not really doing anything right now. Want to do me?" He asked slyly.

Yuki rolled his eyes and cracked a small smile as if to say, `Do you even have to ask?'

 

Shuichi smiled devilishly and stepped backwards into the upright glass shower, beckoning his boyfriend to come closer with his finger. The older man removed what little clothes he had on and stepped in after his lover.

Eiri moved toward the boy and drew his mouth into a long, sweet kiss as he put his arms around the young mans slender waist.

 

"I love you," Shuichi whispered quietly in his lover's ear before turning his head sideways and dragging his hot tongue down Eiri's chest to his left nipple.

'I love you too, Shuichi. I love you more than you could ever imagine.'

 

Shuichi circled the now taut peak slowly a few times, invoking a small gasp from the blonde as he bit down gently and then proceeded to attend to the other one in a similar manner.

The singer knew exactly how to get Yuki going and playing with his nipples worked almost every time. A sharp gasp escaped the blonde as Shuichi absent-mindedly placed a firm hand on his boyfriend's swelling cock. The pleasure was unbelievably intense, and the vocalist wasn't barley doing anything yet.

 

'God… how does he do that?' Yuki wondered as Shuichi drew yet another clipped breath from his lungs.

 

The popstar moved up his lover's body, slowly caressing him in all the right places as he went along. Standing up on his tiptoes, he placed a soft kiss on Yuki's lips before moving his tongue back down the blondes wet body to where his right hand had been playing.

Eiri had to lean against the shower wall for support when the young vocalist first brushed soft lips over his erect member. The pink haired singer took his lover's cock into his mouth and started to move back and forth, his tongue slowly circling and rolling over the sensitive head.

 

The blonde author groaned loudly and arched his back in response. He unconsciously took a handful of Shuichi's soaked pink hair in his left hand and slowly moved the young man's head back and forth on his cock. He heard Shuichi gag and he suddenly realized what he was doing, letting go immediately.

The novelist started to apologize, but a gasp unexpectedly cut through and he didn't get to finish. The singer had started to take more and more of his lover into his mouth, and was obviously trying to ignore his gag reflex all together, and Eiri had to admit he was getting much better at it.

This was almost too much for the novelist to handle and he knew he was going to lose himself soon if he didn't do something.

With a pained groan, he pulled himself from Shuichi's enticing mouth, bent down and pulled the young man up smoothly so they were nearly face to face with each other. The younger man put his arms around Yuki's neck and stood up on his toes to kiss him fiercely.

 

Shu had never really dominated a kiss before and the blonde novelist approved of his boyfriend's newfound courage and prowess. It suited the hyperactive bundle of energy very well.

“Want to come up?” The whispered alluringly as he smoothed his hand down Shuichi's left side and down further to put pressure on the kid's thigh.

 

The singer murmured something and held on tightly to Yuki's neck.

“Okay,” The kid muttered confidently, still kissing and sucking on his lover's neck brutally, as if this was something he did on a regular basis. “One, two, three, jump!”

 

The singer launched himself upwards and Eiri hooked his arms behind the boys knees as he pressed his back against the dark green tiling of the shower wall.

Once the kid was firmly settled and Yuki was sure he wouldn't slip, he quickly got Shuichi warmed up using some of the gel they kept in the shower.

Shuichi wrapped his arms firmly around his boyfriend's neck as he was pushed back against the tiles. Eiri paused for a moment so he could use one of his hands to put some more gel onto his cock.

He managed to position himself at the proper angle, despite what Shuichi was now doing to his ear, and then waited for his lover to give him the go ahead.

Ever since he was raped, Yuki always waited before doing anything.

 

"Go ahead Yuki," Shuichi panted softly, taking a few deep relaxing breaths.

The singer shut his eyes tight and whimpered quietly as Yuki entered him with one hard thrust.

 

When they first started having sex they had had to experiment with different ways of doing it to find the one that was least painful for Shuichi. The pair had learned the hard way, that going slowly and adjusting gradually, as they had done in the beginning, was not the most comfortable way of doing things. The hyper young vocalist generally preferred to have Eiri go in all at once and then adjust after, though that wasn't always how the older man felt like going about things.

 

Yuki just stood there holding his lover up under the flow of hot water. It greatly helped Shuichi's muscles relax and accept the somewhat unnatural conditions they were under. He didn't move until the vocalist gave him a lust filled little smile and started to attack his ear and neck with his greedy little mouth.

 

The novelist went slowly at first, moving Shuichi up and down with his hands, until the boy started to move against him on his own.

The instant he knew that the singer was ready to handle it, Yuki pressed the boy roughly up against the shower wall and started to pound into him mercilessly.

“Ah!…it hurts…ohh…Yuki, stop!” The boy pleaded at he threw his head back against the wall, his hair splaying out and sticking to the steamy tiles.

 

“You're not…uhn! …Fooling anyone, Shuichi” The novelist grunted sadistically, “We both know you love it when I`m rough. Such ahh!.. a dirty boy, aren`t we?”

 

“No!” Shuichi cried, “ I…ahh!…oh god, Yuki! …I'm not…nhn!”

 

“Tell me you are!” Eiri demanded as he snapped his hips up sharply, making Shuichi scream louder, “ Tell me you're a dirty boy who likes it when I'm rough!”

 

The singer didn't want to admit it out loud, but he couldn't seem to control his voice anymore. He threw his arms around Eiri's neck and arched his back off the wall as his lover started to suck on his nipples.

 

“Ah! Yes!…yes! I'm a dirty boy…Oh! don't stop…please don't oh!…I do! I love it when you're rough with me!… nhh! I do…I ….Oh god! Don't stop!”

 

Shu gasped and moaned his lover's name like a mantra, over and over as Eiri fully complied to his wishes and took him as hard as he dared. That was exactly what the blonde wanted and needed to hear.

The writer smiled deviously as his lips found his lover's and they continued to make out passionately.

 

They continued in the same rhythmic pattern until Shuichi finally cried out and kissed his lover back fiercely, biting almost too hard at his tongue and lips as his cum pumped out of him in hard surges.

The writer was pulled into climax as his lover's strong skilled muscles contracted on his cock and squeezed him mercilessly as he came. They were both panting heavily and holding each other tightly, Shuichi resting his forehead against Yuki`s as he struggled to catch his breath.

 

"Are…are you alright?" Eiri panted after the boy had stopped breathing so hard.

Shuichi groaned with discomfort as his lover pulled out slowly and set him on his feet.

 

“I-I'm fine Eiri," Shuichi replied happily, hissing slightly through his teeth as pain gripped his ass and lower back when he tried to move.

Ignoring it, he wrapped his arms around his lover's middle, "I always am."

 

Yuki knew that if he really wasn't okay the kid would say something, but he still liked to be sure.

 

"Why do you always ask me that?" Shu inquired, looking up so he could see his lover's face, "You haven't actually hurt me hurt me in years. Those first few months were rough, but they weren't really your fault. I'm used to everything now though."

 

Yuki pretended to think about it for a while before giving out the answer he had had all along.

 

"I just feel better hearing that you're okay, rather than assuming it," Yuki said as he grabbed Shuichi's chin gently and looked into his eyes, "I don't want to hurt you... too bad."

 

The vocalist's large purple eyes filled with tears as he smiled and Yuki knew that he had over done it…again.

He hadn't meant to, it just came out that way on it's own.

One look down at his boyfriend's teary eyes and he immediately regretted his unplanned burst of affection.

 

'Here it comes,' Yuki thought as he rolled his eyes and cursed himself under his breath.

 

"Aww!!! Yuki you do care about me!!" Shuichi cried as he locked his arms around Eiri's middle in a rib crushing, vice that he called a `hug.'

 

The author was sorry he had even bothered to ask, though something told him that the boy really appreciated him for it, so it couldn't be all bad…could it?

 

He ignored Shuichi's attempt to hug him to death and grabbed the bottle of shampoo off of the ledge. After pouring some of the strawberry and apple scented stuff into his hands, He started to wash Shuichi's hair, which caused the singer to emit a sort of low growling sound from the back of his throat.

 

'I don't believe it. He's ...purring?' Yuki thought as a confused look spread over his face, 'the little freaks actually purring.'

 

The novelist shook his head in disbelief and he did something he didn't often do. He started to laugh as he kissed the kid on the forehead.

It wasn't the kind of laugh that almost constantly emanated from Shuichi, but a quiet sort of chuckle.

Any form of laughter was rare for Yuki, unless he was making fun of someone or mocking them, so this was a big deal, to Shu at least.

The little vocalist was about to comment on this strange behavior, but the moment he looked into his lover's eyes, and saw complete happiness, he just closed his mouth and hugged the man closer.

 

These kinds of mornings occurred quite often and they were on the border of becoming routine. It was almost second nature for Yuki to wash Shuichi's hair for him when they were in the shower together.

Wash his hair, then your own. It was that simple.

 

It seemed to Eiri that a lot of the things that had once been nuisances were now becoming frequent casualties and things that had been casual or more were almost engraved onto his brain.

This thought had been on his mind a lot lately.

Was it just because they had been together for so long or was it something else? He just couldn't tell one way or another.

 

The water was starting to get cold so Shuichi was pushed unceremoniously under the stream of water to rinse as Eiri quickly started to wash his own hair.

 

"Well, I'm done!" Shuichi beamed happily as he opened the now thoroughly fogged glass door and hopped out onto the mat, grabbing the fluffy black towel with the gold embroidered 'Shuichi' on it from it's place on the rack.

 

Yuki had had the set of towels made as an anniversary gift the previous year, though he had brushed the titles of `anniversary' and `present' off with the simple excuse that they needed new towels. It was more than he was willing too admit to himself, especially since he knew what day their anniversary was on and that had been almost too much for him to think about as it was.

He had the exact same set made, except his name was on them instead of Shuichi's.

Eiri watched in silence as the baka wrapped the beautiful towel firmly around his tiny waist and bounced happily out of the bathroom in his usual, bubbly way.

 

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