Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ Make It Work ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

Make It Work

Chapter 3

 

In the three years that Erie and Shuichi have been together has their love taken its toll? Or is the fear of being lonely too great for Shuichi to move on? Or maybe, Eiri is trying to find a reason to push the greatest thing that ever happened to him out of his life? Maybe a little vacation to New York and a LOT of wine is what these two lover's need.

 

Disclaimer: I do not own any gravitation characters (although I desperately wished I owned Eiri….sigh)

 

A/N: Okay! This is chapter 3! I have been getting some really good reviews so that has become my inspiration (thank you) I will continue to apologize for my grammar and spelling and such, but I still want to be corrected (for my own good!) Please tell me what you think of this chapter….it was…hmmm…very interesting to me o_0!

 

After what felt like an eternity on the airplane the sullen writer was more than agitated.

 

He looked down at his lover whose legs were now on the headrest and his head on his lap with his pink hair spilling all over. Eiri admired Shuichi for his ability to fall asleep anywhere in any position and be completely dead to the world. With a sigh He pushed Shuichi off of him, so he landed with a thud onto the floor of the aircraft. As the singer woke up trying to get his bearings right, the writer stepped over him, grabbed his bag overhead and proceeded to the shower.

 

Eiri dropped his bag on the marble counter, peeled his clothes off from his skin and stepped into the shower. Adjusting the water so that it was hot, but bearable he began to wash himself. About five minutes into his shower the pink haired man joined him. The writer watched singer step in wincing at the heat, but slowly adjusting. Eiri was so tempted to tell him to get out, because he was in no mood to deal with Shuichi's craving, but he kept his mouth closed, reminding himself this whole trip was for the over emotional singer.

 

To Eiri's surprise the singer seemed to have no sexual intentions. He just washed up with Eiri and when he was finished proceeded to leave.

 

In dismay, Eiri grabbed Shuichi's hand.

 

“So where do you think you're going?”

 

“Sorry Eiri, I didn't think you were in the mood by the way you gently threw me on the floor.” Shuichi quietly replied with sarcasm evident in his voice.

 

Shuichi once again turned to walk out the shower but once again he was stopped.

 

“Well look at this, my little Shu is upset at big bad Eiri.”

 

Shuichi tried to pout in vain but a smile kept escaping. This was now becoming amusing to the writer and instead of satisfying Shuichi's cravings, it looked like he was going to have to start worrying about his sexual appetite.

 

“And look at this my little Shu is fretting, well I guess I'm going to have to take care of that.” With that Eiri leaned down and captured the smaller man's mouth in a very seductive manner. As he deepened the kiss he felt Shuichi's hand creep around his ass. Almost like a reflex, he let out a deep moan.

 

“You're going to have to pay for that, brat.” Eiri growled.

 

”I can't wait” Shuichi giggled.

 

Eiri pulled his lover back under the shower so that the hot water was cascading down on both of the aroused bodies. Eiri grabbed his liquid soap and poured the cool gel down Shuichi' body. He than began to rub the soap into the singer's body. Starting with the slender shoulders, he rubbed the soap in a circular motion going lower nipping and teasing at the same time. All the while Shuichi was trying to press his ass against the writer, hoping for some attention where he desperately needed it. Seeing that the writer was intent on making him wait, Shuichi grabbed his hard cock and began to stroke while the writer was still teasing.

 

Slipping a soapy wet digit down the crack of the singer's ass, Eiri pushed his erection against the singers back causing the singer to push back harder against him. Reaching for his soap with his left hand between the singers parted legs, Eiri began to fondle Shuichi's balls.

 

“Do you like this my little Shu?” Eiri asked, knowing what the answer would be.

 

Shuichi just moaned in response. Eiri moved them from under the hot water and leaded Shuichi against the tiles. Shuichi shivered in response, partly because of the cool tile and partly because of the hands that continued to play with his balls. Feeling Eiri's other hand reach around and grab his cock, he lifted his hands above him to lace his hands trough the writer's hair.

 

Eiri moved his head back to get Shuichi's hands out of his hair. He had other plans and Shuichi was just restricting his movement by holding his head. Slowly kneeling down, not stopping the movements of his hands, Eiri took one of Shuichi hot balls into his mouth. Shuichi let out such a shout, that Eiri was quite sure the pilots of the aircraft heard. Letting the ball fall from his mouth Eiri straightened up to scold the singer.

 

“Brat, Would you keep your voice down?!”

 

“Eiri, I don't care just fuck me!” Shuichi yelled again.

 

“Guess what brat? For that I'm going to make you wait longer.” Eiri stated with a smile on his lips.

 

Eiri turned Shuichi around so that he faced him now. Pushing the singer against the wall Eiri was on his knees again. He took the tip of Shuichi's eager cock into his mouth. He felt his lover quivering in passion at the touch. Using slight pressure he dragged his teeth along the length of his lover's cock.

 

“Oh Eiri, I don't know how long I can hold it” the singer cried out.

 

Eiri didn't bother respond since his mouth was full of hard cock. Picking up a quicker pace Eiri began to suck harder, with one hand holding his lover's hips to make sure that Shuichi doest make him gag. With a quick glance upward he saw that Shuichi was about to cum. Pulling his mouth back so only the tip of his lovers cock was covered, Eiri began to use his tongue to caress the small slit while using one hand to caress the singer's balls again and his other hand pumping his own cock that sought relief.

 

Without any warning Eiri felt him mouth flooding with the hot white cum that spilled from his lover. A little annoyed, Eiri took it in stride anyway and just swallowed quietly, because he knew his reward was coming. With a final jerk Shuichi emptied all his fluids into the writer's mouth. When he was finished he slumped against the wall. Eiri rose and gave the singer a quick kiss. He stepped back under the water and rinsed himself off as if nothing even happened at all. Shuichi washed up with him, but he waited until Shuichi was out to turn the water on cold, full blast. The way he felt a cold shower was definitely needed. Eiri knew that he would cum quickly in the singer's tight body, besides Shu should have to work to get him hot again.

 

Now stepping out of the shower he saw Shuichi sitting on top of the counter naked. Eiri raised a single golden eyebrow at the sight before him, because his lover was now erect again. Walking over to the singer, Eiri dropped his towel not bothering to dry off. Eiri stood between the widely parted legs and looked on with a smirk. Shuichi leaned over into his lover's ear.

 

“You know you're the only one who can do this to me.” Shuichi confessed with a blush creeping over his face.

 

“Well I better be brat.” Eiri murmured into Shuichi's chest.

 

Shuichi slid closer to the edge and lifted his legs so that each now rested on one of Eiri's shoulder.

 

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“Wait brat, I have to get the lube.” Eiri was kind of pissed, because he was hard already. `So much for making him work' the writer thought

 

“Um, Eiri? I was wondering if…if we could do it raw?” The singer was now completely red and looking down.

 

Eiri lifted his head up and replied “Whatever you want.”

 

 

Eiri was actually concerned, because he didn't want to hurt his Shu, but raw sex definitely did seem appealing. He figured since his body was still wet that might help ease some of the discomfort for the singer, so with out another thought Eiri positioned his hard, aching cock at Shuichi's entrance. With a deep thrust he forced his himself balls deep into his lover. Shuichi let out an even louder shout than before, but this time Eiri didn't scold him, because he was now shouting to. The friction of his little lover's ass could have made him cum instantly, but he held on. He had to use stronger thrusts, but soon picked up a rhythm. Feeling him self close to the edge, Eiri began to pull out further and slam back into Shuichi. Shuichi lifted his ass off the counter to allow easier access to his lover. Shuichi locked eyes with his lover and the lust glisten in Eiri's eyes was enough to send him over the edge. Feeling Eiri pick up the pace, he knew his lover was about to cum. Rocking his hips back and fourth with the rhythm, Shuichi helped drive Eiri's cock even further into him. It was at this point that the writer wrapped both hands around Shuichi's ass and lifted him off the counter. Shuichi held on to Eiri's shoulders as he slammed him self harder in to his man. With one great thrust, Eiri pushed into Shuichi and busted in the singer's tight ass. Shortly after, Shuichi groaned and spilled his hot seed onto the writer's stomach. With both of them riding out their last waves of pleasure, Eiri rested Shuichi back onto the counter.

 

“Um, Eiri?”

 

“Hmm?”

 

“I think were going to need another shower.”

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