Sugar Cane

Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation.


Sugar Cane
By 11


Chapter 14

Yuki could hardly believe that the other boy had agreed. He could hardly believe himself that he had asked him. But he had; that was how it was now, sitting on the short car ride up to the beach house after the two of them had taken a half hour flight down to the warmest part of Japan where the summer home was located.

“We’re almost there now, right?” Shuichi asked suddenly. “It’s not a very long ride, that’s what you said, isn’t it?”

“We’re just about there now,” Yuki said, pointing to a hill where there was a small cemetery for the rural area. “See that? You pass that every time you go to the house and back into town, we’re only a couple of miles now.”

Shuichi leaned back in his seat. He was restless and so was Yuki. He was really glad they only had a few more miles to go. In fact, most of them had gone by, by now. The trees thinned out as the sloping hills started to lead down toward the ocean and beach’s sandy area. Shuichi sat up to look out the dashboard at the bright strip of glimmering blue that had appeared on the horizon over the tops of the miniscule hills.

The boy grinned to himself happily as they turned with the road, parking a little farther down in front of a comely wooden cottage type home. It had two floors. One was for bedrooms probably, and it reminded Shuichi a bit of a college frat place during the summer. That was probably what it was before Yuki and his family bought it.

“Come on, help out with your bags,” Yuki said as they got out of the car while the younger boy simply stared at the house for a few minutes.

“It’s bigger inside.” Shuichi said, shocked at the space found within the door the blond opened for them. Shuichi was carrying his bags and Yuki had his own in hand. “I wasn’t expecting that I guess.”

Yuki didn’t say a word as he went upstairs, followed by Shuichi, to dump their stuff in a room, but he could not help the smirk that stole across his face at Shuichi’s reaction. Of course the other boy did not see it since the blond had his back to him.

A quick exploration of the house, the grand tour really, left Shuichi looking like a little kid who had just been brought into the biggest candy store on the planet and told he could eat as much as he wanted. “The bamboo covered area over there is the bath. Upstairs is our rooms, there’s two, set up like suites from some hotel whose name I can’t remember currently.” Yuki said in a fairly disinterested voice as he led Shuichi around to let him get quickly acquainted with the set up of the beach house.

“And downstairs we have some DVD collections we could look at along with some games and consoles if we get really bored.” He said, finishing the ‘grand tour’ in front of the big screen TV and a case full of movies and games.

“And this is just your summer home?!” Shuichi asked in disbelief. “You are the luckiest guy in the world!! A private beach, a bath, a suite, and one of the largest DVD collections ever? Your place is awesome! I’m surprised you don’t live here year round!”

“That’s because of location and high school,” Eiri answered. Shuichi probably didn’t think he would actually answer that since he got right into the stacks of DVD’s and started picking out movie titles.

“Ooh… can we watch this one?” Shuichi asked his eyes practically glowing as he held up the movie to Yuki, who regarded it with an immeasurable tedium.

“Lord of the Rings?” he asked, arching an eyebrow at the pink-haired youth seated on the floor.

“It is one of the best films of all time!” he insisted, clutching the DVD to his chest happily, “Come on, please!”

Yuki sighed a little, “Fine,” he answered as he sat down. Shuichi was grinning happily as he put the DVD in the machine, turned on the television and grabbed the remote to the DVD player before sitting down on the couch next to the blond.

Shuichi was right; it was one of the best films of all time. Yuki had not seen the movie since he first got the DVD. It was still very cool. The modern effects helped to make the film as accurate as possible to the book. They had really done a great job with it. But around the last scene, where Sam and Frodo were sitting on the rock as Mount Doom was erupting, Yuki frowned slightly.

He always thought this part was completely unnecessary. He glanced over at Shuichi, but he did not seem to notice anything in particular about the scene so Yuki saved his comment until the credits appeared. Which took forever… first they had to pan out over the hobbit village… then they had to close in ever so slowly on the dirt path… then even more slowly close in on the doorknob.

The makers felt they HAD to make it a three hour movie so they slowed everything down at the end trying to draw it out as long as physically possible so it made the entire stretch to three hours. What a pain… “It didn’t have to take that long to get to the credits.” Yuki said irritably as the black screen finally appeared with white letters to form the producer’s and actor’s names on a scroll that was long enough to take as much time to view as it did the movie.

“Yeah, but it was still the best film ever. Now they have a new Harry Potter movie that’s taking forever to come out.” Shuichi laughed, “The third movie took two years before they had it come out, the wait was excruciating!”

“Back on the topic of Lord of the Rings, I have to wonder how it didn’t get any criticizing review for that last part in the scene with Sam and Frodo at Mount Doom’s eruption.” Eiri continued, “How could that not be termed ‘gay’? You’d think the critics would have a field day with it.”

“Because LOTR is the greatest book ever! Besides, Sam got married to a hobbit girl at the end, remember?” Shuichi pointed out.

“It’s still kind of odd,” Yuki shrugged.

“Paranoid!” Shuichi teased, chuckling at Yuki’s sour look.

“Whatever,” he said, standing up and turning off the TV and DVD machine, “Do you want to go outside and swim or something?”

“Sure.” Shuichi nodded in agreement as he stood up as well, then they headed upstairs to get their swimming trunks.

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This was stupid, just so incredibly stupid.

Hiro turned around again on the sidewalk for what felt like the fourth time. He started walking away again, trying to rationalize not going. But, he turned around again and started walking towards his previously thought of destination once more.

It didn’t make sense. None of it did, but it was summer break and he might not get a chance to talk to him again for a while. And the question was eating him alive, clawing around in his belly and threatening to tear him apart from the inside out.

Hiro paused in front of the apartment door; for the second time he found himself standing outside of K’s apartment. He knocked twice, loudly. If he did not ask him, he would never know and he would be wondering about it forever. It had already been bothering him all day. And it did not help that Shuichi had gone off to a friend’s for a few days; meaning the boy was not around to talk to and help Hiro devise a plan.

‘I love you, K.’

That is what he had said. But he had never received an answer. So he found himself at K’s doorstep; he knocked again a little louder this time. The door clicked open and K looked at him a little surprised, but not nearly as much as the first time Hiro had shown up at his door. It had been night then and Hiro had not been completely sober when he first came into the gunman’s apartment.

“Hey Hiro, what are you doing here?” K asked.

“I need to ask you something.” Hiro stated simply.

“Oh, okay,” K said stepping aside, “come in, I guess.” Hiro walked in and stood. His skin was starting to feel overly warm and his stomach had just decided to become a gymnast. “So what did you want to ask me?”

“You remember what happened a couple nights ago?” Hiro asked facing the blond. K nodded.

“What about it,” he asked, suddenly seeming a little protective of something. He probably knew what Hiro was going to ask, but he was not going to address it directly.

“I told you… I loved you.” Hiro stated. K’s eyes did not waver from Hiro’s. He did not nod this time, but by his eyes Hiro knew he remembered. “I never got an answer from you then. I’m sorry if now isn’t a good time, but I have to ask. Otherwise…”

Hiro let his voice trail off, not continuing that thought. His eyes did not leave K’s and the other youth’s eyes did not change either. “I meant that then K.” Hiro said in a low voice, “I love you. I need an answer. Please.”

It was like a staring contest. Hiro stopped talking and just watched K for a change, but the gunman did not even flinch and somehow it hurt to see that he was so unaffected. After a moment K sighed and dropped his eyes, staring somewhere across the room, no where in particular, just not at Hiro.

“K. I need an answer.” Hiro insisted. His gut that had been working itself raw suddenly dropped like cold lead, creating a hollow feeling at his center.

K did not look at him and remained completely silent. Hiro’s eyes narrowed, but not from anger, but because bile was threatening to come up his throat and his legs were shaking. The warm summer was doing nothing to prevent the sickly cold that was starting to consume him.

Hiro did not say anything more as he turned and headed outside, shutting the door behind him with a quick, jerking movement that was not quite a slam.

He ran after that, not knowing particularly why, except that if he ran maybe he could leave this cold behind, somewhere in his wake and escape it completely before it could swallow him. It did not matter where, he was not running home or anywhere in particular, just so long as he was running. But his body would only last so long before the need for rest and breath made him stop. He paused, leaning over, his hands braced on his knees as his lungs struggled to regain his breath.

But from ceasing to run, that same feeling came back and washed over him like a giant tidal wave, an uncontrollable flow of anger and sadness. He recognized vaguely that he had run to the park a few blocks from school. He sat down on a nearby bench, hunched over a little. With his arms propped on his hips, he felt too tired to do much else, to act, to cry out… or anything.

Stupid jerk…

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It did not take very long for either Shuichi or Yuki to get into their swimming gear for going outside. However, as they were about to head down to the beach, they could not help but notice the black car that had driven up and parked itself next to Yuki’s own vehicle.

A youth, only a little older than Yuki and Shuichi, stepped out from the car. He had short blond hair, a little lighter than Yuki’s, and greenish eyes that looked pleasantly surprised, though he only was looking at Yuki. “Oh, I didn’t know you had brought company with you this time.”

“Pardon my asking, Seguchi-san, but why are you here?” Yuki asked, being crisply polite.

“You don’t have to be so formal with me Yuki, call me Tohma,” the older teen told Eiri with a small wave of the hand as he approached the two boys. “You must be my cousin’s guest, Shuichi Shindou, I believe.”

“Tohma Seguchi? You’re in Nittle Grasper with Ryuichi!” Shuichi said, shocked that the synth. player was even here. “Yuki, I had no idea he was your cousin!”

“We’re not that closely related really,” Yuki answered, “why don’t you go ahead, I’ll catch up with you in a bit.”

Shuichi frowned; he did not appreciate being treated like a child. But after glancing between the two other boys he figured that Tohma would not be very obliged to talking with him about music anyway. So with a shrug, he headed off toward the beach. They better not take too long or he would get bored and go inside anyway.

“I’m very surprised, don’t you usually spend your summers up here alone with your computer?” Tohma asked. His voice was light but the meaning behind the words were not to Yuki’s liking.

“I don’t see that it’s any of your business Seguchi,” the blond said, still polite but slightly colder than before. There was definitely an edge in his voice. Tohma looked up in surprise.

“I’m not interrupting anything, am I?” he asked.

“It’s none of your concern if you are or aren’t. In any case, I don’t remember inviting your presence here,” Yuki told him. “This is Eiri personal property.”

“So you’re going to kick me out, are you Yuki?” Tohma sighed, shaking his head at his younger cousin. There a small smile on his lips as he glanced over at the beach where Shuichi was testing the waters by wading in a little before drawing back out and going in again.

“Unless you leave of your own accord,” Yuki told him simply. Tohma sighed again. His cousin was right; they were not so closely related that Yuki could not kick him off the beach house property.

“You sure he’s good for you? Shuichi I mean,” Tohma asked, watching Yuki’s reaction carefully, but his cousin did not give an inch.

“I see no reason why I should answer,” Yuki said, “It’s audacious of you to presume you already know why I invited him here. Now will you leave or must I get an eviction?”

“Very well, I’ll leave,” Tohma relented as he headed back to his car, “Take care of yourself Yuki.” He said as he got in the car and started the ignition. Yuki started to head toward the beach. Tohma would leave; the synthesizer operator was truthful at least. However, he did linger a few moments, watching the violet-eyed boy playing on the beach as Yuki approached; and he wondered.

Yuki glanced up to see Tohma’s car heading back up the road, away from the beach house. “Hey, what did you talk about? Did something happen?” Shuichi asked as Yuki approached.

“No. He just comes by sometimes, just to check up on me I guess,” Yuki told him with a shrug.

“Oh okay, well the water’s okay,” Shuichi said in a ‘well whatever’ tone as he headed off toward the wave. He waded in up to near his hips, letting the waves fade by him as his feet seemed to sink a little deeper into the moist underwater sand. Yuki waded out to join him; it seemed like it had been a while since the feeling of constantly wet sand was under his feet. The grains were slightly pricking but it was not painful so much as not as familiar. It reminded him from a few years ago when he would come up here all the time just to swim.

“I wanted to ask you something,” Yuki said after a moment, “about that last day at the library.” He could almost feel Shuichi start a little as he stood beside him.

Yuki had avoided bringing this up for a while, but right now, for some reason, he really wanted to know. He knew what he heard Shuichi say, but was it true or was it just something he blurted out inadvertently? The other boy had not been acting in any way that would make him think of it, maybe Tohma had brought it to the front of his mind with his stupid assumptions, but all the same.

“Did you mean what you said? Not that I really care,” Yuki started, the last part finishing with a little lower voice, as if embarrassed to admit it, “it’s just been bugging me…”

He was silent then and the only sound was that of the waves brushing by them and falling on the beach before being swept out again and crashing back to wear the sand smooth and soft with moisture. “I really do like you, Yuki. A lot.” Shuichi said. “You’re really cool. You may be really cold sometimes, but you’re still really cool, for some reason.”

Shuichi waded out of the water his eyes following a few gulls that landed a few meters down the beach. He turned back to Yuki momentarily, grinning. His words were easily audible and spoken without shame. It was something that many in the same position might consider brave for the almost sheer stupidity of it.

“I think I may love you Yuki.”

Yuki’s eyes followed the pink-haired youth stupidly as he walked over to where the gulls had landed; he followed after him. Shuichi was attempting to sneak up on the feathered scavengers, but as he got close enough to cry out and send them flying. The gulls must have heard or felt the crunch of sand because they took flight right then, just under him causing Shuichi to stumble backward onto Yuki. With a startled cry they both were knocked down into the sand with Shuichi lying over the blond.

“Um… Sorry Yuki,” Shuichi said quickly as he realized where they had landed. Yuki snorted slightly at the boy above him and not being so comfortable with the exact position turned so that Shuichi was under him instead.

“Okay…” Shuichi said after a moment of neither moving. “You going to stand up now?” Shuichi asked innocently.

“No.” Yuki replied.

“Why?” Shuichi said puzzled.

“I think I like where I am now just fine.” Yuki explained, lowering his body so that it was directly against Shuichi’s. Shuichi could not help the blush that covered his face and Yuki smirked slightly at the boy’s reaction. He had to admit the boy really was very cute. Maybe it was wrong to think such things, but somehow this felt too right to stop; besides he was enjoying the power he now had over the slightly younger teen.

Shuichi jerked a little when Yuki started to rub his body against him. He shut his eyes, trying to reign in the blood that was suddenly being pumped in a direction that he knew was not currently a place he wanted it to be. Yuki chuckled a little at his near pained _expression.

“Give it up kid, I can feel your hard on,” Yuki smirked. Shuichi’s eyes shot open as he looked up at the blond. That wasn’t true, he hadn’t gone hard!

Yuki snorted at the boy’s indignant face, it was predictable that he would look up at that. Yuki was not playing fair, not as though it mattered to him. This way he could trail his golden eyes over the other boy’s pink hair, his soft-featured face, beautiful deep violet eyes and full lips. The very same ones that had often caused spur of the moment wondering of what the boy would taste of…

Yuki leaned forward toward him with only one thought occupying his mind until their faces were mere millimeters apart. But Shuichi chose right then to cry out, pushing Yuki back from him.

“What?” Yuki asked confused, looking down at the pink headed boy still beneath him.

“You want a kiss, fine, but you gotta catch me first.” Shuichi told him, grinning a little. Yuki blinked in surprise.

“Kinky.” He stated simply with a slight scowl as he looked at the younger male. He was not really annoyed yet, but he was a good actor for it. “That’s stupid.”

“What?” Shuichi near shouted, shocked, “No it’s not! Besides, it’s not fair if you don’t have to work for what you get!”

Shuichi paused as Yuki got off of him and by looking up at the blond he saw that Yuki had not been serious. With a quick smile Shuichi leapt to his feet and dashed away. Yuki was suddenly after him, gaining quickly. At this rate, Shuichi would be caught way before he wanted to be, so he started toward the waves.

“Hey! No fair using the water.” Yuki called as Shuichi started swimming away from the shoreline. Soon he reached the far side of the dock and climbed up on it. He was all soaked this time but he did not seem to mind it. They were in their swimming gear after all.

“Well… all’s fair in love and war right?” Shuichi posed the question, looking back at the shoreline where Yuki stood scowling slightly.

“Whoever came up with that saying was a complete idiot.” Yuki insisted. Shuichi giggled slightly at the comment. It made Yuki seem a lot more like the blond he knew from school, the Yuki that could be spoiled sometimes. Looking up again though, Shuichi was a bit startled when the other boy was no longer at the shore.

“Gotcha!”

Shuichi was tackled from the side and soon found himself pinned to the dock beneath Yuki, just as he had been a little while before at the beach. He pouted. Yuki tricked him and used the land connection to get to him; figures! He shouldn’t have looked away right then; all apart of the blond’s clever plot!

“I caught you.” Yuki stated, looking down at Shuichi expectantly. Shuichi smiled up at him with a small laugh, unable to stay irritated with him.

“And I suppose you want something now, right?” Shuichi asked. Yuki descended on his lips quickly. It was chaste, just a simple brush of lips and neither of their eyes closed as they kept a firm hold of the other.

“What is it about you?” Yuki asked almost silently. When he first met the boy he had seen him as just another annoyance, then even as something to hate and avoid, someone to cause harm to in any way. Now he was confused… he did not know what he wanted from him anymore.

Shuichi did not answer him as he leaned forward to Yuki, resting his lips against the other’s neck and alternating between light kisses and gentle nibbling. The feel wasn’t unpleasant; Shuichi’s lips were soft like velvet. The boy himself was also alternating between happiness, understanding, friendship, and something else Yuki knew he liked and wanted but could not place exactly what it was.

Heck, that was not even a real kiss anyway! Yuki put his hand to the back of Shuichi’s neck, causing the pink headed boy to pull back from him slightly. Cold fingers pressed against his skin and Yuki descended again, more bold this time as he let his tongue lightly brush the rim of Shuichi’s mouth.

He gasped slightly at the feel and Yuki took the opportunity to slide his tongue in him. Shuichi’s taste was sweet; probably a result of all of the candies and other sugar filled foods he was fond of eating. He had not expected Shuichi’s tongue to respond right away but it did, finding the intruder and proceeding to give a warm welcome. The two boy’s eyes shut as they moaned against the other.

Yuki’s hands had moved. His weight was balanced back on his legs, his hands tracing down Shuichi’s arms, stroking lightly along Shuichi’s sides. A soft groan escaped the boy as he arched his body up into the touches, his lips never breaking from the blond.

Yuki growled lightly against the boy below him when Shuichi arched up against him, brushing their hips together in a maddening motion that sent blood pumping immediately south. The swimming trunks were flexible enough that it did not constrain Yuki as his member came to life. He rubbed down against Shuichi, noticing that the other boy was starting to get hard as well.

Feeling Yuki’s hips at his, Shuichi ground up against Yuki suddenly. His now freed hands moved to pull Yuki’s face closer to his own, his tongue stroking against Yuki’s as he attempted entrance into the blond as he had done previously to Shuichi.

Yuki pulled back suddenly, the need for air overpowering him briefly. Shuichi’s face was flushed and his lips were slightly swollen. Yuki assumed he must be in somewhat of the same state, but somehow the beautiful young teen below him seemed to draw something indescribable from Yuki. It was getting later now and there was a slight chill in the breeze.

“Yuki…?” Shuichi’s now husky voice asked. He shivered slightly from the wind, two pink peaks on either side of his chest rather stiff just from the water and wind.

“We have to rinse off the salt water,” Yuki told him, his own voice huskier than usual. He stood and pulled the violet-eyed boy up after him. He led him back to the beach house, inside then upstairs to the suite where they both stumbled into the large shower area and he switched on the warm water.

Shuichi leaned against the blond; his warm bare skin brushing against Yuki’s own bare skin. The short journey, surprisingly enough, had little effect on extinguishing the hardness in either boy’s swimming trunks. This Yuki knew by both himself and the stiffness pressed against his thigh from the boy leaning against him.

Yuki backed Shuichi up against the tile wall, descending on him and locking their lips together. His tongue briefly explored Shuichi’s warm cavern before withdrawing and moving to latch onto his neck. He heard Shuichi release a little mewl when he did that, his lips alternately nibbling and stroking against the soft warm skin of the throat.

His hands rested at the pink-haired boy’s hips to steady him; both of the other boy’s arms had wound themselves around Yuki’s neck, pulling him closer and gently traveling the expanse of the blond’s slightly muscled back. One of the golden-eyed boy’s hands drifted upwards a little, brushing against the flat span of the youth’s belly and rising higher to circle around the same sensitive nub he had inadvertently caused to harden once before.

Shuichi yelped a little as Yuki stroked his fingers over the coil of pink flesh, coming back again to pinch. He drew a little yell from the pink-haired youth before giving the same treatment to the other. Yuki trailed down the boy’s neck to his collarbone and lower still to examine the small gland of tissue that caused the boy to make such pleasing sounds.

Shuichi cried out, jerking a little as one hand wound into Yuki’s hair when his hot mouth closed around one of his nipples. His tongue played vicious patterns all across it, wringing small gasps and moans from the boy he was pleasuring.

After a time, he switched to give the same treatment to Shuichi’s other nipple. The boy’s hand in his hair pressed lightly as he did so, his body arching toward his golden-haired ‘tormentor’. The pelting warm water had by now washed away most of the salt from their bodies, but neither boy was very interested in forgoing their current activity just for that fact. The newly sensitized skin, then battered by warm water, turned pink from the abuse.

Shuichi’s hands fell to Yuki’s shoulders as the blond moved lower, tracing his tongue down to his navel where the warm muscle circled and dipped inside, invoking a strangled mewl from the teen’s throat. His breathing was rough and spontaneous. Yuki’s hands peeled back the top of Shuichi’s swimming trunks. He tugged at them lightly and glanced up at Shuichi, he really wanted them off. The teen nodded slightly and without further askance the golden-eyed boy peeled away the saturated garment from his partner’s smooth skin and revealed the semi-erection.

By some primal instinct, or something about the temperature right then or any number of things could have rationalized why Yuki suddenly took Shuichi’s erection into his mouth. A cry rang from the younger boy, his grip tightened on the blond’s shoulder’s to steady himself and his breath came in hurried, short gasps.

Yuki’s tongue forcefully stroked along the underside of Shuichi’s member, easily bringing him to full erection. Yuki’s own manhood began twitching just a bit from the muffled sounds Shuichi made as he attempted to arch further into Yuki’s warmth. However, it was in vain because Yuki’s hands held his hips back so he could move over the boy as he wished.

He was getting closer and if Yuki did not stop it might end all too soon. Shuichi’s hands went to Yuki’s hair and tugged gently, “Yu… yu..ki…” he managed to gasp out, “stop… please…”

Yuki drew back. The heat of the water and steam that had filtered through the shower, bathroom and no doubt bedroom, felt cool on his member in place of the blond’s warm mouth.

“Why?” Yuki asked, standing level with Shuichi. He stroked his cheek lightly for him to open his eyes. His golden eyes questioned if he had done anything wrong, that he had somehow hurt the other boy. “Did I-?”

Shuichi shook his head, cutting him off, “No… nothing is wrong…” he panted out, “except…” he managed to grin a little as he regained use of his lungs, although the burn in his loins was not even close to being extinguished. “You’re wearing too much.”

The violet-eyed youth leaned forward, kissing Yuki softly on the mouth in a light kiss before trailing a few kisses along his neck. Yuki pulled Shuichi to him, one hand knotting in his damp pink-hair gone almost crimson from the water. Pressing him on, a soft moan escaped him as one of Shuichi’s hands came up to rub across one of the sensitive nubs on his chest.

Shuichi did not take as long as Yuki did in getting down to removing the blond’s swimming trunks. He glanced up at his partner for permission, which was instantly granted. The wet garment was peeled away and tossed into the corner of the shower and forgotten along with Shuichi’s swimming trunks.

Yuki gasped as the warmth of Shuichi’s mouth fit over him, the hand in his partner’s hair pressed slightly, though Shuichi kept a fair grip on Yuki’s hips. His tongue seemed to have such knowledge as it traveled the vein that ran up the blond’s shaft, swirling around the length and then up to the tip, smearing the pre-cum over the top.

Yuki was barely aware of it as his own breathing became ragged and rough. His hand helped to somewhat guide Shuichi’s wonderful mouth as it bobbed up and down on his shaft. His blood flowed faster and faster and sweat mingled with the hot water as it pelted against his back.

He was getting close, and ever closer, a feeling of nearly inevitability, and it spurred him on to urge Shuichi faster. The boy picked up the message quickly and as the pace increased the cords in his body wound tighter and tighter like the loading of a gun when the shock is being pulled back… and then released in the moment right after clicking it into place.

The taste of the thick liquid that filled Shuichi’s mouth was slightly bitter, but not altogether unpleasant, it was Yuki after all. He could not take all of it and a bit spilled over into the shower to be washed away with the water that after being on so long had started to lose some of its heat. Shuichi sat back, breathing almost as heavily as Yuki. The blond leaned against the opposite side of the tiled shower unit.

Golden eyes opened to a slit to watch his partner; the pretty young boy whose hair was almost red from the dampness and skin slightly glistening from the water, partially pink from blush and possibly the abuse of the shower spray. His lips were still slightly swollen red from before and his violet eyes were glazed with lust. He was still hard, Yuki noticed. The picture the teen made started to send blood rushing back to a place that had just been relieved of pressure.

“I think all the salt is gone,” Yuki said softly, his voice thick with lust. Shuichi nodded and stood up to follow Yuki out of the shower and dried himself off somewhat as did Yuki. The dull throbbing that had started again in his loins made an uncomfortable pressure as he tried to ignore the soft breaths of the other boy who was still erect. “You’re still hard, aren’t you?”

Shuichi paused, “Its okay,” It’ll either go away or I’ll find a way to finish myself later. Shuichi thought to himself as he finished toweling off his legs. As he straightened up, Yuki’s arms suddenly enfolded him from behind, pulling their bodies together. A stiffness pressed between Shuichi’s lower globes causing a faint blush to cross his cheeks upon realizing that the blond was hard again.

“No it’s not…” Yuki answered, nuzzling against the violet-eyed boy’s neck. Shuichi leaned his head to the side to allow the golden-eyed youth better access. He sighed a little at the light gesture, such a tender thing allowed him to think, even for a moment that maybe the Eiri boy…

“Come on,” Yuki said, semi lifting Shuichi into his arms to carry him into the room, near tossing him down on the bed and crawling up after him. He descended onto Shuichi’s lips easily, coaxing them open to allow him a taste of the sweet nectar that was Shuichi. His hands at the slightly younger boy’s hips ground their loins together in forceful friction, causing both to groan deeply from the rough arousing sensation.

They had to break occasionally for breath, but currently Yuki was content to devour Shuichi, starting at his lips and grinding their hips. But steadily, he was starting to need more stimuli and only one thing occupied his mind; the thought that more than anything else he wanted Shuichi. He wanted to be touching him, grinding against him, tasting him.

He wanted Shuichi’s hands on him and already one hand massaged at his scalp, urging him on, while the other stroked along his back, kneading the firm flesh found there… but it just was not enough, not for either of them.

“Ah, Yuki…” Shuichi gasped when they broke a moment for air, “Yuki please…” he cried, arching his body up against the other, Yuki ground back down. It was something they both could tell they wanted. It was something that was hardly explainable, just instinctual. Animalistic maybe, but currently their bodies were both demanding it. “Please Yuki… I love you so much… I want you inside me…”

Yuki crushed all pleas with a firm pair of lips that moved over the younger teen’s mouth and he ground against him one more time before pulling away briefly. Seeking out something on the counter by the bed, he found what he was looking for and returned shortly. He pressed his lips over Shuichi’s, but his hands had disappeared somewhere.

Yuki’s hand reappeared suddenly, prodding with some kind of slick cool liquid, opening Shuichi up from the outside. Shuichi cried out but Yuki’s mouth over his kept the sound from escaping. The slicked digits slid in, first one, and just that one felt like it was going to tear him apart at his seams. The second was pure agony and he arched up toward Yuki in an attempt to get away from those intruding fingers. This could not be what his body was wishing for, could it?

Then they were moving, seeking and prodding at his inner walls. It felt so painful, until Yuki found a small bundle of nerves that he struck once. The kiss broke and Shuichi cried out, but it was not in pain this time. His eyes glazed suddenly with the elevated pleasure and Yuki brushed it again, earning another cry, a mewl and more ragged breathing.

The blond removed his fingers only to replace it with something larger. Shuichi felt pain first, but after that Yuki struck the prostrate again, covering all feelings of pain with nothing short of pure bliss. Yuki first waited for the slightly younger teen to adjust to him. Thankfully, he did not have to wait long before Shuichi started to move, attempting to draw back and slam once more against Yuki’s hips. He was driving his erection to hit that same cause of pleasure on every stroke.

Shuichi was very vocal with his cries, moaning, and panting that Yuki soon could not help but add to it; as the pace the younger boy set was grueling. In both boys the pressure mounted higher and higher, reaching the edge and threatening to overflow completely. Just a few more thrusts and both were thrust into nirvana.

There was only the pleasure. Only each other as they slowly wound back down to reality. The sheets were sticky with Shuichi’s own release while Yuki’s had gone into Shuichi. Both boys collapsed sideways on the bed, their rough and hurried breathing slowly evening out. Shuichi cuddled closer, facing into Yuki.

“I love you, Yuki,” he whispered. There was happiness in his voice as he held onto the blond tightly. Golden eyes opened just a bit, holding the boy closer to him. But questions swarmed just from that statement.

It was not logical. What did Shuichi want from him? What did he want that made him cuddle closer to him? It did not make any sense to the blond. He had just slept with him and let him come to his summer home, what else was there to give him? Why did he cling so closely to whatever it was that made him do such things?

‘I love you, Yuki,’

That was what he said. Other girls at school said the same thing and he had been with one or two of them, but it had never been something like this. He never felt this warm afterwards nor had he ever wanted to hold their sleeping forms. He was always gone in the morning… maybe he was just too tired this time. But that was not the answer and Yuki already knew that.

‘I love you, Yuki,’

Shuichi wanted him to love him back. It was something so abstract that he clung to, that love. Studying the sleeping youth’s face Yuki could not help but feel the warmth that filled him from just watching the other boy. His grip unconsciously tightened, pulling Shuichi up against him. He rested his head on the nest of soft pink hair.

How did he feel about Shuichi? He wasn’t sure… but he did know he wanted the boy with him. He always wanted him near him. Yes, he loved this boy in his arms.

“I love you… Shuichi…” Yuki whispered tenderly to the night, holding the smaller youth close. The faint sound of the waves outside and the soft sound of Shuichi’s even breathing slowly lulled the blond into the surrender of sleep.

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