Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ Chapter 7 ❯ Chapter 7 ( One-Shot )

Chapter 7

By Leloi

Ichi regarded Ei with disappointment in his wide, innocent eyes. The look jolted Ei to his very core, seeing the vulnerability there. The boy wanted to be a companion… and Ei couldn't accept that.

Was Ichi not aware of the cruelty Ei was capable of? Countless numbers of women have fallen for the older man like Ichi had… but they were all driven away by lack of compassion. Sex Ei could give them… It was money and fame they desired. Only a hint of it he allowed to touch their lips, enough to give me small pleasures of the flesh… and then he dropped them. One after the other they came into his life only to leave again within the week or even a day.

But the boy would not leave.

Day after day he returned to Ei no matter what was said or how cruelly the older man threw him out. Each day the boy would return, Ei's name on his lips, demanding attention.

"I'm sorry… I know I'm annoying…" Ichi whispered his voice edged with pain as he stared down at his hands, lying helplessly on his lap.

Ei gently reached out to touch Ichi's smooth face and directed it towards his own lips. The boy's lips were soft and wet, tasting faintly of strawberry pocky. Ei's tongue scraped against Ichi's teeth, eagerly exploring the young, inexperienced mouth as his young partner's breath tickled his lips, coming in a trembling sigh of relief. Too many times the boy had been unsure of Ei's actions, worried that he would leave forever. Many times Ei had been tempted to disappear, but no matter where he went, Ichi found him… found him and brought him back home.

And yet the boy hadn't gotten up the urge to sleep with Ei. Women have passed through the older man's bed and it had never been so difficult for him to take what he wanted from them. This boy was different, crying when Ei's fingers got a little too deep. No doubt he was a virgin.

It had been too long… the younger boy disrupting his life completely, leaving very little time for any sexual encounters. Sex on a regular basis became a rare occurrence and Ei was horny with a partner that wouldn't put out.

Ei smiled almost wickedly at Ichi, his body demanding action. "How can you be satisfied with only kissing?" His voice was low as he moved closer, a predatory gleam in his eyes.

"I don't need anything more than kissing," Ichi insisted, leaning back at the uncomfortable advance.

"Liar…" Ei whispered pushing him back on the floor, his body warm and inviting between the boy's legs, allowing him to feel his weight on his hips.

Worry filled Ichi's eyes as he stared up at Ei, wondering what the older man had in store for him. "You're heavy."

Ichi was never one for understanding the moment. Romantic moments were lost with his statement of the obvious, sometimes painful observation. On more than one occasion the moments were lost, never to be found again at such statements.

"I'm sorry… I'll do it…" Ichi recanted, feeling his would-be lover pull away. Nervously he bit his lip and blushed, looking away. "Just give me a few minutes…"

With a half smile Ei pulled back, watching his boy fight the inner demons that raged within him.

"If we do this… will you… will you…?" Ichi nervously twisted his fingers together like the proper virgin flower, wondering if he would still be respected in the morning.

Ei chuckled, pondering the "respect in the morning" sentiment, wondering vaguely if the boy would EVER go away once the older man had his way with him. Sleeping with him would ensure Ichi would never leave the house ever again. Ei wasn't a fool, he knew how Ichi's mind worked. Ichi had imaged himself to be a live in lover even though they hadn't done anything physical together.

Of course having Ichi sleep with him could always have the opposite affect. The experience could open the boy's eyes and make him see that Ei may not be the best lover for him. Or Ei's making him act could force him to realize that it's only been infatuation on his part all along.

"Why, Ei? Why do you want to do this with me? Why are you being so nice to me?" Ichi asked, staring intently at the man, trying to understand his motivation.

"This isn't about me," Ei replied. "Why can't you do what you want? Why can't you take the next step? You want to be lovers but you shy away from me… why don't you make up your mind?"

Ichi made a face and leaned up to kiss Ei on the lips, pushing his tongue into his lover's mouth. Gently they fell back to the ground together, touching and caressing each other. Ichi's warm soft body lay beneath Ei's and for a long time their bodies were wrapped up with the kissing and touching to think about much else. The older man's fingers nimbly undid Ichi's pants, peeling back the jeans to expose the boy's underwear. The boy stared wistfully up at the TV, watching his favorite band play, somewhat unconcerned as to what was happening to him.

"I want to be like him… I want talent like his… Maybe someday I'll have it." Ichi whispered his eyes glued to the flickering television. There was almost defeat in his tone as he lay helplessly caught between his dream for the future and his dreams of companionship.

Ei stared up at the screen to watch his brother in law play. It was by some strange coincidence that his lover happened to be a major fan of the band his sister's husband once played for. Forced to watch the music videos and concerts over and over as his young lover sighed was a little too much. The mood was too serious, too somber. "The chick has hot tits…"

Ichi growled defensively, hearing the crude sexual words. "That's not why we're watching them!" His eyes once again were glued to the one beside him and not the television screen.

With a grin Ei reached down, stroking the boy's belly… making his way down into his pants. Forcefully his hand made its way into the boy's underwear, passing by his erection to press a fingertip into his tight anus, all the while hearing the loving words of, "That hurts, Ei… you're too strong, ouch!" in his ear. The mood was quickly being ruined, but Ei didn't care. It had been too long since he had had sex.

After only a minute of ministrations on the ass, trying to loosen it enough so it wouldn't hurt too much, Ichi's arms wrapped around Ei and he gave a sharp cry in his ear. Something warm and wet rolled down Ei's arm and in that moment, the older man realized just how little it took to get his lover to cum.

"I'm young and inexperienced." Ichi's defensiveness was quick, watching Ei pull his hand out of his pants.

Ei smiled in amusement, knowing his thoughts of Ichi being a virgin were well founded. Their shirts made a small pile on the floor as he stared down at the terrified boy. "What's wrong now?"

"I can't help it, I'm about to be raped," Ichi nearly spat back.

Ei cringed, hearing the words that stung at his soul. "Then what the hell do you want from me?" His demand was laced with impatience.

"I don't want sex…" Ichi replied weakly, staring up at the older man.

Ei stared down at him, trying to comprehend the pleading in Ichi's eyes. Watching the boy, he finally understood and gently eased himself in, using the mess the boy had created to lubricate. Ei's lips stifled any of Ichi's gasps and cries at the intrusion. Tenderly the older man folded him up in his arms and made love to him. This wasn't some shallow woman who opened her legs to Ei for the experience… this boy actually believed that he loved the older man and wanted to be with him as close as he possibly could. And Ei wanted to be with him… this annoying boy in his life who tried to make him do the right things. All Ichi wanted was to be with Ei regardless of what he could and couldn't give him.

Both of them came quickly with only a few thrusts on Ei's part. It had been too long without sex for him not to be quick. The boy had driven him crazy with need and the moment had been too fast. Getting up off the floor, Ei led Ichi to his bed, offering him the comfort of a mattress and pillows. Most of the women he fucked had never made it so far, usually ending up on the couch or in the backseat of his car. His sheets weren't for everyday fucking.

Hastily he removed the last of his clothing, helping Ichi do the same, eager for skin on skin contact. They fell onto the bed in a hopeless tangle of limbs, half in and half out with their feet on the floor. It was almost a desperate act on Ei's part, mounting the boy before he had a chance to get into the bed, but he wasn't ready to give up the privacy of his bed without it. Ichi had to earn the right to lay there.

Immediately upon ejaculating he knew the act had been too cruel. Ichi didn't need to earn anything. But the boy didn't seem to notice and instead crawled into the bed, choosing a side to sprawl out on as if he owned the spot and it would be his now and forever. Amused, Ei took the spot beside him, resting from their exertions.

"Ei…" Ichi breathed, moving closer to his lover and wrapping an arm around him. Ei took that as a sign to take Ichi a third time. His blankets piled up around them, he made love face to face with his new lover as an equal, sharing his bed as well as his body, completely.

Taking time to think about his actions in the shower, Ei was rather pleased with himself and what he had done, having Ichi act on his desires. It came as a complete surprise to him to see the boy shivering on his bed, wrapped up in the blankets. "What's wrong with you?"

"You took me three times, you animal," Ichi moaned.

Ei rolled his eyes, thinking of those three times, each different in mood, working towards his acceptance of Ichi as a lover. "You asked me to." Of course Ichi had said he didn't want sex… leaving Ei to guess what he really wanted and trying to give it to him. "And you never told me to stop."

"You would have stopped?" Ichi replied, sitting up, his lean, naked body fully visible.

"I always have before," Ei replied, his eyes following the contours of Ichi's body. "You asked me to do so much and I do it…" And the look in the boy's eyes when he said he didn't want sex… there was something more to it. Ichi had wanted more than the act… he wanted the feeling behind it, even though he was too inexperienced to consciously know that. "You asked me to make love to you… and I did." Make love was a better word for what Ichi wanted. Reaching out, he touched the cheeks of the wide-eyed, innocent face. "But no matter what I do I can't make you happy…"

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Yuki Eiri stared at the computer screen, reading over what he had written. Taking a long drag from his cigarette, his eyes lingered over the last few paragraphs. The writer exhaled, and casually flicked the ashes off the side of the bed. Beside him Shuuichi lay, naked and asleep, curled up under the blanket like a cat.

The moment of inspiration had come to him in the middle of their lovemaking, but now that he saw it written out, he could see that it wasn't his best idea. Was his adoring public ready to read about something so personal? Of course there would be no way for them to know he was describing a memory. But Shuuichi would know…

His eyes rested on his lover, illuminated by the glow of the laptop screen. The boy stirred and rolled over, muttering something about bunnies.

With a smile, Yuki extinguished the cigarette and saved the chapter file to his own personal folder, away from the book he was working on. Settling down in bed, he waited for sleep to take him, satisfied at what he had written in the middle of the night.