Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ Summer Vacation ❯ Ch.2 ( Chapter 2 )

Yuki Eiri didn't know how much more fun in the sun he could handle, and they hadn't even reached the beach yet. Every single sensation that he felt only served to compound his annoyance. The blazing sun above, beating down on his pale head, drawing forth beads of sweat that occasionally trickled down his forehead to sting his sun-weary eyes, the salty air that he breathed irritated his sinuses, and the putrid scent of rancid oil from the countless fast-food vendors on that street threatened to bring forth a wave of nausea. Not to mention the endless chatter of his younger mate, promising him over and over again about how much fun they would have on that, their first vacation together. Repeating himself again and again like a broken record. Yuki growled noiselessly. It was hard enough to deal with Shuichi in a hyper state when he was in a good mood. Having to put up with the boy in his current state, however, was a completely different story, Yuki rationalized as the idea of walking directly into the frigid ocean waters and attempting to swim back home strangely began to appeal to him.

It was almost super-human, how the cheerful singer could swing his moods so easily. Less than 20 minutes ago, he was simply furious at Yuki. Downright livid at the usually stoic writer for taking advantage of his moment of weakness, and tricking him into wearing a tiny, very revealing thong bathing suit. But winning Shuichi's forgiveness turned out to be a very simple feat. It was, after all, impossible for the boy to remain angry when the person that he loved most in the entire universe presented him with the one dessert that he loved most in the entire universe, a scoop of strawberry cheesecake flavored ice cream. He could feel the sticky remnants of that peace offering on Shuichi's hand as his mate slid one hand into his own and pulled him onto the sandy beach.

"Oooh! I found the perfect spot!" Shuichi squealed, dragging his protesting lover behind him.

Shuichi pulled him along to one of the few free spots left on the beach. It wasn't the greatest place to set up for the day, no relief from the sun, completely surrounded by sunbathers and screaming children all around. But it didn't matter to Shuichi. Just as long as he could finally enjoy a nice relaxing day with Yuki, he was satisfied.

As soon as the blanket was set up, Shuichi pouted as he watched Yuki pull out a pen and a notebook from their pack. Even now he would still continue to work?!

"Awe, Yuki…" He whined as he pulled out a bottle of lotion from the pack.

"What is it?" The gruff voice answered without bothering to look up from the pen and paper in his hands.

"You said that once we got to the beach, you'd let me see you in that bathing suit that I picked out. Since we're here now, you're bound by your promise!"

"Oh I fully intend to keep my promise." Yuki answered as he continued to write. Although he hadn't looked up at the pouting teenager, Shuichi could see a wicked smirk form on Yuki's face from studying his profile. "You can see me in my bathing suit, as soon as I see you in yours." He finished.

Predictable, Shuichi blushed scarlet. And such a lovely shade of scarlet too, it would compliment his new bathing suit beautifully. Yuki thought to himself as he suppressed an urge to lick his lips just thinking about that image.

"But Yuki…" Shuichi protested in a hushed tone, so as to keep their conversation as private as possible. "That's not fair. You've already seen me in it remember? Back at the store!"

Yuki shrugged. "Okay then. I'll let you see my bathing suit just as soon as they see yours." He amended his conditions as he pointed the pen that he was holding in his left hand to the spot of sand next to theirs, which at the moment, was inhabited by two elderly women.

"Yuki, you're just horrible!" Shuichi chided as he seated himself behind his lover, and roughly pulled at his t-shirt.

"What are you doing?" Yuki asked, yet didn't protest as he set aside his writing tools to help Shuichi's task a little.

"I said that I wanted to rub lotion on you, remember? That is what I'm going to do!" Shuichi explained as he squirted some of the milky lotion onto the pale skin of Yuki's back, and ran his hands through it, making sure to cover as much of that smooth skin as possible.

Yuki stifled a pleased sigh. The feeling of Shuichi's hot, slick hands gliding across the heated skin of his shoulders, back arms and chest could have been the most erotic sensation that he had ever experienced in his entire life. The moan that slipped through his lips as one of Shuichi's hands brushed against a hard, dusky nipple was absolutely impossible to stifle.

His breathing deepened, and Yuki was well aware that if Shuichi kept at that longer, he would end up reacting by doing something that would embarrass the both of them. And when he became vaguely aware of Shuichi trying to work open the fly of his jeans, he knew that he was tethering on the brink.

He simply couldn't handle anymore of Shuichi's surprisingly talented hands. "Oh no you don't!" Yuki growled as he grabbed the offending hands and turned around to face Shuichi, so closely that the stunned boy could feel Yuki's breath gliding along his own lips.

Those lips, he realized, were so suddenly so dry as he beheld Yuki's lustful glare that he dared to poke out his tongue to moisten them.

Again Yuki growled, forcing himself back from crushing those rosy lips against his own, from taking that pretty pink tongue into his own mouth. "My turn…" He simply said as he pulled a very willing Shuichi to sit, facing him, on his lap.

It was now Yuki's turn to play, and judging by the deepened breathing occasionally coupled with a soft gasp and sigh, let Yuki know that he was pleasing his boy. He purposely made sure that he didn't let either of his hands stray onto any of Shuichi's hot spots… too much. A little teasing was perfectly acceptable after all; he rationalized as he moved both hands to cup Shuichi's soft pectorals, rubbing the palms of his hands roughly over the hardened pink nubs of flesh. He chucked as Shuichi's eyes clamped shut as he shuddered from the intense pleasure that Yuki's hands brought out of him.

He considered briefly how much he could get away with as his hands slid down Shuichi's sides and came to a rest at Shuichi's waist. He then dared to hook his fingers into the elastic waistband of the orange shorts that Shuichi was wearing.

"No! Yuki, I can't!" Shuichi protested. "Please, I… I'm already."

"It's all right…" He reassured in the form of a breathy sigh. "Nobody will see it but me." He repeated the same promise that he made in the bathing suit shop earlier, although this time, it was referring to something completely different.

"No!!!" Shuichi moaned again, but his body reacted much differently as he lifted his hips to allow Yuki to pull the shorts off Shuichi's ass. He then climbed off of Yuki's lap long enough to remove the garment completely.

"There we go… Much better…" Yuki whispered as he pulled Shuichi back onto his lap. He then poured more lotion onto his hand, and then rubbed them together to heat up the slick liquid a little. He then began to caress Shuichi's legs, making sure to pull them higher to be able to get full access to the incredibly sensitive skin of his inner thighs.

"I can't understand what you're so ashamed of…" Yuki continued, as he worked his hands up the soft curve of Shuichi's mostly uncovered ass. "Here you are, aroused as hell but nobody is paying attention to either of us…" It was a lie, of course. There was no way that people would be able to not notice two men making out hot and heavy on that public beach. And the insults that reached their ears by those people who regarded them with disgust made both of them very aware of that fact. Yet there were others who continued to stare curiously, and then there were those who didn't give a damn and ignored them.

"That's good…" Shuichi panted, completely focused on Yuki.

"No, actually it's a shame." Yuki corrected as he ran his lips down the line of Shuichi's jaw, as his hands once again came to a stop at Shuichi's waist. He then intertwined the fingers of both of his hands together, keeping Shuichi held as close to his body as possible, and preventing the singer from making any token struggle to break away from him. "I wanted everyone here to see what I have. To see how gorgeous you look when you're like this…" He added just before he leaned in to press his mouth against Shuichi's. Yuki, never one to miss an opportunity noticed that the boy's mouth was slightly ajar, so he took it as an invitation and slid his tongue into that welcome opening.

Yuki pulled away suddenly. "What can I do to get their attention?" He wondered out loud as he slipped one hand into the thin elastic band of Shuichi's bathing suit. "Should I pull these off…" He began to nip at Shuichi's neck… "Push you onto your back…" He bit Shuichi's shoulder… "Take that pretty cock of yours into my mouth and make you scream?"… He moved his lips back to Shuichi's neck. "Do you think that will get their attention?"

"God!" That was… Heavenly, Shuichi thought. Actually, that was one of the last coherent thoughts he was able to conjure up just before Yuki's skilled ministrations rendered all non-sensory functions of his mind to temporarily shut down. Within a few minutes, all he was aware of was simply Yuki. His breath, tasting slightly of beer and cigarette smoke, as they shared each others' breaths between the long, lazy kisses that they shared… The heat of their bodies pressed together chest to chest, and those strong hands that held him close, not giving him any opportunity to escape.

It just felt so perfect that he never wanted that moment to end…

And then it did.

"Eiri Uesugi! Be careful, will you? You're about to suffocate that poor buy there!" Shuichi was vaguely aware that a female voice was addressing them, speaking in perfect, American-accented English. At first he had dismissed it entirely and went back to enjoying Yuki, but then became painfully aware of the fact the Yuki was no longer holding him, or kissing him. In fact, he was pushing Shuichi off of his lap so that he could stand up to greet that mysterious woman who seemed to be so friendly with him.

'What the hell?' Shuichi thought as he stared dumbfounded. The woman who interrupted them was pretty, in an artificial way. She was Caucasian with long blonde hair that was perfect sculpted. Not one of the golden ringlets on her head was out of place. Her eyes were deep blue, and her little black bikini showed off a lot of her body. She had an impossibly tiny waist, especially when considering that the rack she sported looked terribly out of place on that slender frame of hers.

"Lydia Anders. It's quite a surprise seeing you, of all people here!" Yuki replied to the Saline-enhanced bunny in front of them. Then, despite himself Shuichi couldn't help but feel a wave of jealousy sweep across him as he saw Yuki walk up to her and embrace her warmly.

This wasn't happening. This COULDN'T be happening. Shuichi wasn't at the beach trying to enjoy a nice, relaxing vacation with his boyfriend. And he certainly wasn't watching said boyfriend warmly embrace some woman who looked like a lifelike rendition of those slutty dolls that his sister liked to play with when they were kids. He hated those dolls… Shuichi smiled to himself as he recalled the one time when his sister got on his nerves so badly that he took one of those dolls and gave her a haircut. Sure, he was grounded for a week, and his sister retaliated by 'accidentally' recording over one of his Nittle Grasper concerts with a show on the public access channel, but it was so worth it at the time. He then wondered what Ms. Lydia Anders would look like with a haircut like that… Or how she would look like if she were to accidentally get some chemical hair remover mixed in with her leave-in conditioner. Shuichi snickered.

Damn it, now Yuki was inviting her to sit down and join them, Shuichi realized.

Since the possibility of them getting a little more action together was looking bleaker and bleaker every passing moment, Shuichi sighed as he stood up to pull on his orange pants, blushing slightly, yet completely unaware that Yuki was watching him intently.

"You see one half-naked woman and you instantly go flaccid? God you're such a Homo." He joked in Japanese.

Shuichi glared, completely un-amused, and continued to stare disapprovingly at his lover despite the fact that Yuki had once again focused his attention to Ms. Lydia Anders.

"By the way, Shuichi, I would like to introduce you to Lydia. We used to date back when I lived in New York"

"It's a pleasure to meet you!" The woman said in a voice that sounded just a little too enthusiastic to be sincere.

"The pleasure is all mine, ma'am" Shuichi replied in English, figuring that he should at least attempt to act polite.

Then the reunited lovers began talking. Shuichi clenched his teeth while trying to drown out Yuki and Lydia's conversation. He tried half-heartedly to not let his annoyance and disappointment show, but it was getting almost unbearable. Yuki had been focused on Lydia for over an hour now, and Shuichi was quickly losing his patience. He had to think of something to divert Yuki's attention.

"Hey, is anybody thirsty?" Shuichi asked, interrupting the conversation between Yuki and Lydia.

"I could go for a beer now that you mention it. Lydie, would you like something as well?" Shuichi cringed as he heard Yuki use a nickname to refer to her. They hadn't seen each other in over eight years, and it just didn't seem right that he was still so friendly with her.

"Sure, a Diet Coke, please."

"A beer for me and a Diet Coke for the Lady." Yuki repeated their orders as he handed his wallet to Shuichi. "And try to hurry back."

"Wait, aren't you coming with me?"

"Do you REALLY need my help carrying 3 cups?"

"Do you REALLY need to be reminded that I'm still two years too young from being legally allowed to purchase your beer in this country?"

Yuki shook his head. "Forget the beer then, get me a cola too. And hurry back!"

"Idiot!" Shuichi mumbled under his breath as he stood up and went off to find a refreshment stand.

"Stupid Yuki..." Shuichi mumbled softly as he paid for the drinks and carefully picked up the three large paper cups to avoid spilling any of the frigid liquid on himself. "One second, your tongue is practically down my throat, and the next you can't wait to get rid of me so you can cozy up to your old girlfriend."

Shuichi was completely focused on the reunited lovers as he made his way back to their blanket. He watched as the happily couple laughed and chattered as they got reacquainted with one another. As he approached, his lips pursed and his brow furrowed angrily. He noticed that the two of them were sitting closer to one another now. She was practically sitting on Yuki's lap and his hand was placed precariously on her thigh.

"Yeah, pretend I don't exist. I'll show y.... WOAH!" Shuichi's train of thought was suddenly cut short as his foot got caught on the handle of a plastic toy bucket that was half-buried in the sand. He stumbled a bit as he tried to regain his footing, but he was too off balance, and he went tumbling to the ground, at the foot of his blanket where Yuki and Lydia were still wrapped up in their conversation, which was also abruptly interrupted as the two of them were hit with the icy contents of the three paper cups that had flown out of Shuichi's hands as he fell to the ground.

"God Damn it, Shuichi! What the hell is the matter with you?!"



TBC...