Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ I Feel Good! ❯ Saccharine ( Chapter 2 )

Songfic by: shake_it_buddy

Rating: NC-17

Song: Def Leppard - Pour Some Sugar On Me

Disclaimer: I don't own anything worth enough to be sold at a flea market.

Author's notes: Thank you so much for your support! I never thought I'd get even one review; it made me so happy that I decided to write a follow-up! I hope that it's going to be as appreciated as my first fic. Oh well. I've written two lemons by the way, if anyone wants me to put them up here, mail me or make a note of it if you write a review. But enough talking, let's get to the story, enjoy!

Saccharine

Yuki drummed his fingers against his desk. The blank screen of his laptop made his eyes feel sore. He felt his headache steadily working it's way towards becoming a full-blown migraine. What would cause super-popular-and-drop-dead-gorgeous-to-boot-romance-novelist Yuki Eiri to lack in inspiration, you might wonder? Tales of hard-won love, battling heroes and damsels in distress were in almost every Japanese woman's bookshelf. There was no one who hadn't become an addict of romance after reading one of his books.

The source of disturbance could be found quite closely to the blonde novelist; in fact, it came from his living room. The walls were almost shaking with the pulse of the bass and the drums of the song that his lover, super-talented-mega-genki-irresistably-cute-j-pop-idol Shuichi Shindo was currently listening to. Ever since the bubble-gum-pink haired singer had found the cardboard box with CDs from his childhood, he had been listening non-stop to them. He had vowed dearly to Yuki that he would listen to each and every one of them. When he had asked why he had simply gotten the reply that he wanted to know him better.

`Hn. What good will it do? What does he mean, "know me better"? I'm right here aren't I!?'

Yuki almost groaned as he felt the frustration build in his body. Shuichi was so busy with work and his music listening that he barely gave Yuki any notice. Nowadays he was lucky to get a peck on his cheek. That wasn't enough, he needed MORE damn it! At first, he hadn't said anything, thinking that Shuichi would get bored with his little project soon enough, but he was gravely mistaken.

Shuichi took his vow seriously; everyday when he got home from NG Records he would zoom by Yuki with a brief "I'm home" directly to the stereo, inserting a CD. In the evenings he'd listen to his freestyle, but since Yuki had complained that he couldn't sleep because of the freestyle's loud volume, Shuichi had moved by his own initiative to the couch. To sum up, Shuichi was obsessed with getting to know his lover's younger self. Yuki had experienced jealousy many times, however, he had never dreamed of that he would be jealous of himself!

The music died down and he sighed in relief. He drank whatever was left of the can of beer that was standing beside his laptop.

`Oh, yuck!' he thought in distaste. The beer had gone stale and was lukewarm. He swallowed the mouthful with difficulty and shuddered afterwards.

`Maybe I should start drinking coffee instead?' he mused. `Or get a mini-fridge.'

The bad taste wouldn't go away and with this new distraction he was once again unable to write. He glared at the can as if it was to blame for his foul mood. His eyebrow was almost twitching because he was so annoyed, but he managed to calm down. After all, famous novelist Yuki Eiri was known for being cool and indifferent, not for getting nervous breakdowns. That was Sakano-san's department.

Suddenly, several hoarse voices sang a few lines, before a rough beat filled the apartment… it seemed that Shuichi had inserted another CD, and he had raised the volume…

Step inside (Walk this way)
You and me babe (Hey, hey!)

*Twitch*

He almost sprung from the office-chair and yanked the door open so violently that it slammed hard against the wall. Out in the corridor the music was even louder. He stomped his way to the living room, hyperventilating and eyebrow twitching dramatically every few steps.

Love is like a bomb, baby, c'mon get it on
Livin' like a lover with a radar phone
Lookin' like a tramp, like a video vamp
Demolition woman, can I be your man?
(Be your man)

As he neared the corner of ground zero, he drew a deep breath, preparing to launch the mother-load of all the curses and damnations that he had picked up during his lifetime at Shuichi. He never got started though, for what met his eyes was something that had not yet been witnessed by any other living being.

Razzle 'n' a dazzle 'n' a flash a little light
Television lover, baby, go all night
Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet
Little miss ah innocent sugar me, yeah
Hey!
C'mon

Shuichi was dancing to the music, no, that was surely not what Yuki referred to as dancing; it was rather a mixture of writhing and thrusting into the air all combined into one of the most arousing motions that Yuki had ever witnessed. He swallowed dryly as the song neared its chorus.

Take a bottle
Shake it up
Break the bubble
Break it up

(Pour some sugar on me)
Ooh, in the name of love
(Pour some sugar on me)
C'mon fire me up
(Pour your sugar on me)
Oh, I can't get enough

Shuichi was wearing a pair of short-shorts that must have been three sizes too small. With every thrust those narrow hips made, the shorts would slip up, revealing soft creamy globes that Yuki long for to touch. Shuichi kept his arms above his head as he wiggled his hips, resulting in that the mesh-top that he was wearing exposed his stomach. Yuki had a hard time (no pun intended) keeping his jaw closed so as to avoid drooling down the front of his shirt.

I'm hot, sticky sweet from my head to my feet yeah

Rivulets of sweat were running down Shuichi's face. One lingered slightly on his jaw before sliding down his slim throat, before stopping at his collarbone. Yuki licked his lips, longing to lick down the same path that the drop had gone.

Listen!
Red light, yellow light, green-a-light go!
Crazy little woman in a one man show
Mirror queen, mannequin, rhythm of love
Sweet dream, saccharine, loosen up
(Loosen up) I loosen up

Shuichi threw back his head and buried his hands in the pink tresses. His face bore the look of utter abandon from reality as he started thrusting into the air, teasing Yuki even more. The blonde writer had to lean against a wall now to be able to stand up. Yuki closed his eyes, taking deep breaths. His pants felt as if they were two sizes too small, the constriction rubbing against his hardness, making it hard for him to breath regularly.

`Scratch that,' Yuki thought as he opened his eyes, `my pants must be at least four numbers too small!'

Shuichi had now begun to caress his chest under his top. Yuki could clearly see where he was touching, thanks to the mesh material. Shuichi's fingers were creeping closer towards his left nipple, not quite touching, just teasing. Shuichi was biting his lower lip in an effort not to make any sound. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore, and he twisted his nipple in rhythm to the music, moaning as shivers of pleasure ran from his chest all over his body.

You gotta squeeze a little, squeeze a little, tease a little more
Easy operator come a knockin' on my door
Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet
Little miss ah innocent sugar me, yeah
(Yeah!)
Give a little more

Yuki swallowed as he barely made out his lover's sexy voice over the music. Now, Shuichi was sucking on two of his fingers of his other hand. Yuki could distinguish his lover's tongue between them. Dribbles of saliva were running down his chin to his jaw and down his hand. He brought the wetted fingers to under his shirt, continuing to pleasure himself with more fervour. Desperate little mewls were pouring non-stop from his mouth. Yuki thought that he couldn't get anymore aroused, however, when Shuichi gave a slightly harder twist than before, and cried out in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Ah! Yuki! Mo- more! Please!"

Take a bottle
Shake it up
Break the bubble
Break it up

(Pour some sugar on me)
Ooh, in the name of love
(Pour some sugar on me)
C'mon fire me up
(Pour your sugar on me)
Oh, I can't get enough

Yuki squeezed himself through his pants in a futile attempt at relieving himself. His sex-deprived body reacted strongly to the show that his lover was putting up. Shuichi was now lying on the floor, writhing helplessly. One of his hands stole down to his pants. Yuki could see the not so slight tenting at the front of the shorts. Shuichi reached into the brim, before grasping his manhood and stroking it in time to the rough beat that coursed through the room.

I'm hot, sticky sweet from my head to my feet yeah

Yuki opened the fly of his pants and brought out his very erect dick, thanking whatever gods for the fact that he had chosen to skip underwear today. There was some pre-cum collected at the tip. He smeared over his staff, grunting slightly as the tightening increased in his groin.

(You got the peaches, I got the cream)
Sweet to taste (Saccharine)
'Cos I'm hot (Hot!)
So hot
Sticky sweet from my head
(Head!) My head
(Head to my feet)
To my feet
Do you take sugar?
One lump or two?

Shuichi slipped out of his shorts, writhing and thrusting even more as they slipped down his legs. He lay (unbeknownst to him) in the perfect position for Yuki to see all of what was going on between his soft thighs. Shuichi pulled at his dick, coating it with pre-cum, making it slicker. Yuki watched, spellbound by the sight, of his lover pleasuring himself. He caressed himself in the same speed as his lover, being careful not to come before him.

Take a bottle (Take a bottle)
Shake it up (Shake it up)
Break the bubble
Break it up (Break it up)

Shuichi began to speed up and abandoned his nipple for his balls. He pulled at them gently before inching further downwards, teasing his opening, barely entering one finger, then two. Before any of them knew it, Shuichi was rocking up and down on his fingers. His moans grew louder and louder, he was throwing his head from side to side. Yuki's breath grew heavier by the second. He thrusted into his hand as he neared climax. His eyes had become slits from, caused by the intense pleasure the was experiencing.

(Pour some sugar on me)
Ooh, in the name of love
(Pour some sugar on me)
C'mon fire me up
(Pour your sugar on me)
Oh, I can't get enough

Suddenly, Shuichi's body went rigid as his back created an arch as he came into his pumping fist. He cried unintelligibly as strings of pearly white cum streamed from the tip of his cock. Yuki bit his lower lip to keep quiet as he too came. Shuichi pulled at his dick to milk it from the last of his own essence. As their breathing slowed, the song played its last chorus before coming to a halt.

(Pour some sugar on me)
Oh, in the name of love
(Pour some sugar on me)
Get all, come get it
(Pour your sugar on me)
Ooh
(Pour some sugar on me)
Yeah!
Sugar me!

As Yuki regained his senses he wiped his hand on his shirt.

`I need to clean it anyway,' he mused. His entire being felt relaxed. All he wanted to do was to spend the entire night in bed, entwined in his lover's arms. He zipped up his pants and glanced over at Shuichi, who seemed to have fallen asleep. He crossed the floor and kneeled down by his beloved singer. Shuichi always got so sleepy after having sex. It was Yuki's favourite pastime to look at Shuichi's face after they'd made love. He reached out and gently caressed his soft cheek and brought some pink hair out of his face.

"Hn, I guess I'll forgive you for neglecting me," he muttered aloud to himself.

He shut down the stereo with the remote before lifting his sleeping lover into his arms. As he made his way to their bedroom, mindful not to disturb his precious burden, he missed the slight smile on Shuichi's face.

OWARI (?)

Author's notes: How was it? It's not my first lemon, "I Feel Good!" is quite old, but I'd like to know all the same! Yuki was sooo OOC, but I had a slight sugar-rush so I blame it on that and I hope that no one minds too much. ^.^;

If there's any unnatural or weird feeling, then please tell me! I'm a girl, so I don't know that much about the male anatomy… *blush*. Once again, thank you very much for your reviews! They really inspired me, as you might've noticed. ;)

I'm open for suggestions! If anyone's got a request I'll see what I can do. I'll only do Yuki/Shuichi and Ryuichi/Tatsuha though; I don't want them paired up with anyone else! >.< Anyway, write to me what you think! If anyone wants to mail me, my address is the_anime_freak_@hotmail.com. Until next time, ja!