Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ The Final Encore ❯ The Show ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Reyn 
Anime/Manga: Gravitation Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 12.26.2004 | Updated On: 05.03.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 1.7K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gravitation Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 12.26.2004 | Updated On: 05.03.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 1.7K | Status: Completed
Title: The Final Encore
Author: Reyn
Rating: R for yaoi
Disclaimer: The wonderful rights of Gravitation belong the genius known as Maki Murakami. I am making no profit in posting this work of fiction.
Author's Note: So...this was one of my first ever fics. It was also one of my first attempts at smut. I'm not really a Tohma/Ryuichi fan, but when I was writing based off the quote, I didn't even give such a thing a second thought. That said, I hope everyone enjoys ^_^
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“The encore to that show is phenomenal. Ryuichi takes off his shirt. And him and Seguchi are getting it on in front of everyone.”
-Shuichi Shindou
Book 2, Track 8, Part 2
Page 166
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The crowd's screams grew wilder. After 20 minutes of non-stop cheering, Nittle Grasper finally came back on stage. Ryuichi grabbed the mic and tilted it so its stand was at the same angle as his leg. As Tohma began the first few chords, Ryu's hand slid up from his knee, slowly tracing the mic's pole up to his groin. This was going to be an encore to remember.
Tohma smiled as he started the first few chords. Ryuichi was already pumped from their performance, which meant this time; he'd probably end up going all the way now. Smirking slightly, Tohma reached over and flipped a switch to make the bass more prominent.
`This will give Ryu-san something to go by.'
Ryuichi could feel the bass pumping through his body. He let its steady beat flow through him, pushing him forward. This action made it seem like he was humping the mic's pole. And the crowd was loving it.
As Ryuichi sang, he could feel Tohma manipulating the music, using it to control his movements.
`Two can play at this game,' Ryu thought evilly as he ran his hand down his chest, his fingers scissoring the buttons on his shirt as they popped off slowly one by one. His hand traveled back up his now bare chest, carefully tracing the curves his muscles produced. He could feel Tohma's eyes on him and looked over to notice him hungrily eating his every move.
Already drunk off the ecstatic screams from the crowd and hard bass, Ryuichi couldn't help but feel aroused by Tohma's lustful look. Suddenly he needed more. More music. More contact. More Tohma.
Tohma watched as the hard bodied singer made his way over to him, while slowly removing his shirt in the process. His eyes never wavered as Ryu looked directly at him, his hand still rubbing his bare chest, moving down to his lower abdomen and passing his zipper, as his shoulders shrugged off his shirt.
Their eyes locked as Ryu tossed his shirt into the crowd. Tohma tore his gaze away, knowing his eyes would betray too much. He forced his focus back to the keyboard before him allowing the music to belt out the lust both he and the crowd felt.
Ryu smiled as Tohma looked away. Suddenly the music seemed to fill his every fiber with a burning desire. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back, allowing the music to wash over him. He opened his eyes, knowing they shone with desire and made his way next to Tohma and faced the crowd.
Tohma wanted to close his eyes and lean back in ecstasy as he felt Ryu lean against his side, his hand playing across his chest. Instead, he simply smirked as he made the music more intense.
Ryu thrust his hips sharply into Tohma's side. Even over the loud music, he could he the gasp escape from the keyboarder's lips.
`Come on Tohma, give in,' the singer thought as he began to grind his now hard bulge against Tohma's leg.
Tohma's' fingers faltered, but luckily the notes still carried strong thanks to Pico Pico Noriko-san. For once, Tohma's insistence on covering all the bases came in handy as Noriko switched on the prerecording of her part, and took over Tohma's. Using her other two band mates as inspiration, she did her best to keep the music as intense as before.
Ryu's free hand slowly undid Tohma's vest and the top three buttons of his shirt. Leaning in, he licked the rim of Tohma's ear before starting the next verse. He moved behind Tohma, his hand reaching over his shoulder and feeling down his partially bare chest.
Tohma froze when he felt Ryu's tongue against his ear. Suddenly his pants seemed ten sizes too small. He looked down confused. His fingers were no longer moving, and yet the music was still going strong. He looked over to see Noriko flashing him a victory sign as she played. Tohma smiled. This would give him a chance to indulge on what he had wanted for so long.
Ryu pressed his body against Tohma's back, resting his chin on Tohma's shoulder as he sang. Tohma turned his head smiling. Suddenly that smile faltered as he remembered the crowd.
`This is all a publicity stunt,' Tohma thought somewhat sadly. Go figure. Leave it to Ryu to give the crowd what they so desperately want.
Ryu frowned slightly as he noticed Tohma's sudden change in attitude. He turned his head and saw the crowd, screaming for more. Looking back at the blonde, Ryu decided to squeeze himself between the keyboard and Tohma. He leaned back slightly to keep his balance, causing his erection to press against Tohma's, leaving the next move up to the keyboardist.
Tohma's eyes followed Ryu as he moved in front of him. He bit back a moan as their members were pressed together. Tohma hesitated for a moment and looked back at the crowd.
`For the publicity,' he thought as his attention went back to Ryuichi.
Ryu's eyes stayed on Tohma, as the keyboarder's hands slowly ran down his chest. Tohma leaned in and licked his collarbone, slowly tracing it out with his tongue. Ryu couldn't have stopped the moan even if he had wanted to. With that, he wrapped his arm around Tohma and pressed their lower bodies together even harder. The reaction he received was a nip as Tohma's nerves seemed to jump.
Suddenly Ryu couldn't take it anymore. He was tired of this sporadic teasing. Still keeping his hand firmly against Tohma's back, Ryu began to steadily move his hips against the other's roughly in time with the music, in an attempt to show that what he was feeling was in fact real.
Tohma looked up, surprised to see Ryuichi looking directly at him, instead of the crowd. He decided to shrug it off and returned his attention to the chest before him. Tohma suppressed his moans and gasps as their hips continued shifting together. His mouth slowly traveled over to Ryu's nipple as he began to tease the flesh lightly with his tongue.
The end note Ryuichi was supposed to be holding was cut short with a gasp as a bolt of electricity shocked from where Tohma's tongue was down to his already throbbing erection. Ryu looked down and frowned as he noticed Tohma making a victory sign to the crowd.
`No. That's not how this is supposed to go.' Ryuichi thought angrily. He wanted it for him. Not for the crowd.
With that he grabbed Tohma's chin and pulled his face up into a bruising kiss as the song ended and the lights went out.
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The TV was suddenly turned off, causing everyone in the room to jump and turn around. There stood Tohma, holding the remote control with a slight frown on his face. The small crowd simply stared at him, too hot to do much else.
Finally, the keyboardist cleared his throat. “Where did you get this?”
Shuichi gulped. “I borrowed it from Tatsuha.”
“I never knew you had it in you, Tohma-san!” Suguru stated dreamily as Hiro and Mr. Sakano nodded in agreement.
A pink bunny suddenly appeared at the edge of the table, its owner hidden.
“Kumagoro remembers that concert!” Ryuichi said happily as the pink bunny waved it's arms above it's head.
“Yes, and if my memory serves me correctly, the tapes to that concert were limited edition,” K said thoughtfully. “Pity, considering it could have easy sold well over 10 million.”
“It was limited edition because I put a stop to the copies when I realized we were on there like that,” Tohma said as he crossed his arms.
Suddenly Ryuichi bounced up from his hiding spot and went over to Tohma. “Don't worry Tohma-san! At least they don't know what happened right after the concert!”
Everyone's mouth fell open as they leaned forward in their seat, anxious to find out what Ryu was talking about.
“Ryuichi, if you tell us, we'll give you anything you want.”
“What about Kumagoro? He might want something too!” Ryuichi pouted as he held up his furry friend.
“Fine, whatever! Deal!”
“Yay! You here that, Kumagoro? We're going to get presents!” Ryuichi sang as he began to dance around the room.
Tohma simply put his head in his hands and groaned. “Oh no…”
Author: Reyn
Rating: R for yaoi
Disclaimer: The wonderful rights of Gravitation belong the genius known as Maki Murakami. I am making no profit in posting this work of fiction.
Author's Note: So...this was one of my first ever fics. It was also one of my first attempts at smut. I'm not really a Tohma/Ryuichi fan, but when I was writing based off the quote, I didn't even give such a thing a second thought. That said, I hope everyone enjoys ^_^
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“The encore to that show is phenomenal. Ryuichi takes off his shirt. And him and Seguchi are getting it on in front of everyone.”
-Shuichi Shindou
Book 2, Track 8, Part 2
Page 166
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The crowd's screams grew wilder. After 20 minutes of non-stop cheering, Nittle Grasper finally came back on stage. Ryuichi grabbed the mic and tilted it so its stand was at the same angle as his leg. As Tohma began the first few chords, Ryu's hand slid up from his knee, slowly tracing the mic's pole up to his groin. This was going to be an encore to remember.
Tohma smiled as he started the first few chords. Ryuichi was already pumped from their performance, which meant this time; he'd probably end up going all the way now. Smirking slightly, Tohma reached over and flipped a switch to make the bass more prominent.
`This will give Ryu-san something to go by.'
Ryuichi could feel the bass pumping through his body. He let its steady beat flow through him, pushing him forward. This action made it seem like he was humping the mic's pole. And the crowd was loving it.
As Ryuichi sang, he could feel Tohma manipulating the music, using it to control his movements.
`Two can play at this game,' Ryu thought evilly as he ran his hand down his chest, his fingers scissoring the buttons on his shirt as they popped off slowly one by one. His hand traveled back up his now bare chest, carefully tracing the curves his muscles produced. He could feel Tohma's eyes on him and looked over to notice him hungrily eating his every move.
Already drunk off the ecstatic screams from the crowd and hard bass, Ryuichi couldn't help but feel aroused by Tohma's lustful look. Suddenly he needed more. More music. More contact. More Tohma.
Tohma watched as the hard bodied singer made his way over to him, while slowly removing his shirt in the process. His eyes never wavered as Ryu looked directly at him, his hand still rubbing his bare chest, moving down to his lower abdomen and passing his zipper, as his shoulders shrugged off his shirt.
Their eyes locked as Ryu tossed his shirt into the crowd. Tohma tore his gaze away, knowing his eyes would betray too much. He forced his focus back to the keyboard before him allowing the music to belt out the lust both he and the crowd felt.
Ryu smiled as Tohma looked away. Suddenly the music seemed to fill his every fiber with a burning desire. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back, allowing the music to wash over him. He opened his eyes, knowing they shone with desire and made his way next to Tohma and faced the crowd.
Tohma wanted to close his eyes and lean back in ecstasy as he felt Ryu lean against his side, his hand playing across his chest. Instead, he simply smirked as he made the music more intense.
Ryu thrust his hips sharply into Tohma's side. Even over the loud music, he could he the gasp escape from the keyboarder's lips.
`Come on Tohma, give in,' the singer thought as he began to grind his now hard bulge against Tohma's leg.
Tohma's' fingers faltered, but luckily the notes still carried strong thanks to Pico Pico Noriko-san. For once, Tohma's insistence on covering all the bases came in handy as Noriko switched on the prerecording of her part, and took over Tohma's. Using her other two band mates as inspiration, she did her best to keep the music as intense as before.
Ryu's free hand slowly undid Tohma's vest and the top three buttons of his shirt. Leaning in, he licked the rim of Tohma's ear before starting the next verse. He moved behind Tohma, his hand reaching over his shoulder and feeling down his partially bare chest.
Tohma froze when he felt Ryu's tongue against his ear. Suddenly his pants seemed ten sizes too small. He looked down confused. His fingers were no longer moving, and yet the music was still going strong. He looked over to see Noriko flashing him a victory sign as she played. Tohma smiled. This would give him a chance to indulge on what he had wanted for so long.
Ryu pressed his body against Tohma's back, resting his chin on Tohma's shoulder as he sang. Tohma turned his head smiling. Suddenly that smile faltered as he remembered the crowd.
`This is all a publicity stunt,' Tohma thought somewhat sadly. Go figure. Leave it to Ryu to give the crowd what they so desperately want.
Ryu frowned slightly as he noticed Tohma's sudden change in attitude. He turned his head and saw the crowd, screaming for more. Looking back at the blonde, Ryu decided to squeeze himself between the keyboard and Tohma. He leaned back slightly to keep his balance, causing his erection to press against Tohma's, leaving the next move up to the keyboardist.
Tohma's eyes followed Ryu as he moved in front of him. He bit back a moan as their members were pressed together. Tohma hesitated for a moment and looked back at the crowd.
`For the publicity,' he thought as his attention went back to Ryuichi.
Ryu's eyes stayed on Tohma, as the keyboarder's hands slowly ran down his chest. Tohma leaned in and licked his collarbone, slowly tracing it out with his tongue. Ryu couldn't have stopped the moan even if he had wanted to. With that, he wrapped his arm around Tohma and pressed their lower bodies together even harder. The reaction he received was a nip as Tohma's nerves seemed to jump.
Suddenly Ryu couldn't take it anymore. He was tired of this sporadic teasing. Still keeping his hand firmly against Tohma's back, Ryu began to steadily move his hips against the other's roughly in time with the music, in an attempt to show that what he was feeling was in fact real.
Tohma looked up, surprised to see Ryuichi looking directly at him, instead of the crowd. He decided to shrug it off and returned his attention to the chest before him. Tohma suppressed his moans and gasps as their hips continued shifting together. His mouth slowly traveled over to Ryu's nipple as he began to tease the flesh lightly with his tongue.
The end note Ryuichi was supposed to be holding was cut short with a gasp as a bolt of electricity shocked from where Tohma's tongue was down to his already throbbing erection. Ryu looked down and frowned as he noticed Tohma making a victory sign to the crowd.
`No. That's not how this is supposed to go.' Ryuichi thought angrily. He wanted it for him. Not for the crowd.
With that he grabbed Tohma's chin and pulled his face up into a bruising kiss as the song ended and the lights went out.
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The TV was suddenly turned off, causing everyone in the room to jump and turn around. There stood Tohma, holding the remote control with a slight frown on his face. The small crowd simply stared at him, too hot to do much else.
Finally, the keyboardist cleared his throat. “Where did you get this?”
Shuichi gulped. “I borrowed it from Tatsuha.”
“I never knew you had it in you, Tohma-san!” Suguru stated dreamily as Hiro and Mr. Sakano nodded in agreement.
A pink bunny suddenly appeared at the edge of the table, its owner hidden.
“Kumagoro remembers that concert!” Ryuichi said happily as the pink bunny waved it's arms above it's head.
“Yes, and if my memory serves me correctly, the tapes to that concert were limited edition,” K said thoughtfully. “Pity, considering it could have easy sold well over 10 million.”
“It was limited edition because I put a stop to the copies when I realized we were on there like that,” Tohma said as he crossed his arms.
Suddenly Ryuichi bounced up from his hiding spot and went over to Tohma. “Don't worry Tohma-san! At least they don't know what happened right after the concert!”
Everyone's mouth fell open as they leaned forward in their seat, anxious to find out what Ryu was talking about.
“Ryuichi, if you tell us, we'll give you anything you want.”
“What about Kumagoro? He might want something too!” Ryuichi pouted as he held up his furry friend.
“Fine, whatever! Deal!”
“Yay! You here that, Kumagoro? We're going to get presents!” Ryuichi sang as he began to dance around the room.
Tohma simply put his head in his hands and groaned. “Oh no…”