Early Morning

Title: Early Morning
Pairing: YukixShuichi
Fandom: Gravitation
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: Maki Murakami owns all things Gravi!!
Summary: Yuki wakes during the night to find that his lover has left the light on.


Eyelids fluttered as Yuki Eiri came to wakefulness. \"Close the curtains, baka,\" he mumbled, shoving his face into the bed, hiding from the light shining onto him.

When he didn\'t get an answer and the bed didn\'t shift, he opened his eyes fully, gaze settling on the digital alarm clock on the table.

2.30 AM

\"Huh?\" He turned to look to the other side of the bed and found the source of the light.

There was Shuichi sprawled on his back sound asleep, pen still in hand and the lamp on the other side of the bed burning brightly. His notebook, filled with his childish script, lay open beside him.

The singer\'s hands clenched involuntarily and with a soft noise, the pen slid from the boy\'s grip to the floor as Yuki looked at him.

The blond propped himself up on one arm as he allowed himself to study his lover without interruption.

Messy pink hair fell over the boy\'s forehead and cheeks. His brilliant violet eyes were hidden beneath fragile looking eyelids and a thick curtain of lashes that even Yuki was jealous of.

He reached his free hand out to brush over a sleep-flushed cheek and was rewarded with a soft sigh as Shuichi arched lightly into the touch as he slept on.

Yuki allowed a rare smile to tug at his lips, gaze wandering further.

Shuichi\'s fully pouty lips were parted, soft sighing breaths escaping his slight body.

Golden eyes roved the singer\'s chest. Yuki\'s eyes widened.

Shuichi\'s shirt was so worn it was nearly sheer. From the angle of the lamplight, the writer could clearly see the soft pink of a nipple. His hand once again was drawn to that lithe body, brushing over the sensitive flesh nearly hidden from him.

Yuki almost missed the slight hitch in Shu\'s breathing as he watched the boy\'s nipple harden and peak beneath his finger.

\"Uh...” came the soft sound from the singer, his body quivering. His lashes fluttered a little.

The writer jerked his hand back, teeth sinking into his lip. I want to see how far I can take this, how long he lets me have my way with him as he sleeps...How he reacts to my touch... Yuki\'s heart pounded fiercely in his chest as his eyes flowed over the rest of Shuichi\'s body.

The white t-shirt was cut off well above his navel, exposing his flat muscled stomach. The writer drew the sheet away from the Shuichi\'s waist. Loose black sleep pants lay low on his hips, so low that the blond sees a peek of the soft brown curls that lay at the base of....

Yuki drew in a shuddering breath. Shuichi was hard. The pants did nothing to hide the bulge between the boy\'s spread thighs.

He shifted, feeling his own arousal begin to make its presence known. He decided to try a less direct approach and moved to a position that placed his face above the singer\'s bare stomach.

Keeping his eyes on the boy\'s face, Yuki leaned in, his lips kissing the soft skin near the shallow dip of Shuichi\'s belly button. A soft sigh came from above. Yuki slipped his tongue out to trace the faint ridges of the singer\'s abs.

Another slight hitch in breathing sounded in the room.

The blond swirled his tongue into Shuichi\'s bellybutton, a soft mimic of what he could be doing to other places of the slight body.

Shu\'s skin was soft to the touch and slightly salty-sweet to Yuki\'s taste buds as he drew his tongue upward, leaving a wet trail from navel to the bottom of the t-shirt. He pulled back to send a puff of hot air over the trail.

\"Ah...\" Shuichi\'s hands turned into his pillow near his head, grabbing at the material.

Yuki smirked, turning his attention back to the peaks of nipples that were clearly defined beneath soft thin cotton. Using his finger, he drew circles around the nub, caressing until his lover\'s sleeping body arched into the touch slightly. With the smirk still in place, Yuki repeated the action on the other nipple.

\"Yuki...\"

Even asleep he knows my touch...longs for it... Yuki marveled at the thought. Even after all the time they had been together, everything they\'d been through. Shindou Shuichi, his Shu-chan, was still here with him. He leaned forward again, closing his lips over a nipple, his tongue soaking the cloth quickly making it cling to sensitive flesh. He nibbled lightly and Shu\'s body gave a shudder, a moan passing his lips.

The writer moved to give equal attention to the other side. His fingers danced over the flat plane of stomach, getting a gasp from above. He pulled back to study the sight before him.

Shuichi was more flushed than before, breathing harshly. Two wet transparent patches of cotton clung to his crinkled nipples and the tip of his erection was peeking over the waistband of his pants now.

Yuki bit his lip to suppress a groan as he brought himself to his knees. He hissed when the sheet finally slipped down his naked body, flowing over his hard cock. He slowly, carefully slid his hands beneath Shuichi\'s back, and then dipped into the loose pants, tugging them down gently, being careful not to let Shu\'s own hardness catch the fabric lest it wake him.

The blond sighed as he lowered the singer\'s body back to the bed. He was still sleeping. Thank god. Yuki\'s eyes were drawn to the flushed length he\'d freed as he drew the pants down Shuichi\'s slender legs and finally off. He licked his lips.

He trailed a finger over the softness of Shuichi\'s balls, heavy and swollen, and up the dripping length. Yuki swirled the digit around the head, gathering the pearly drop onto his fingertip.

\"Hyu...\" The boy\'s hips gave a twitch, as if trying to arch into the touch.

Yuki sucked his finger into his mouth, tasting Shu. He gave a low moan as he watched the singer\'s eyelids flutter. Now...God I have to have him now!!! He snatched the lube from the beside table.

Moving as quickly and gently as possible, the writer moved into position between Shuichi\'s parted thighs. Smoothing his hands over the soft skin on the inside, Yuki spread him further.

A loud moan nearly made him jump. Shu tossed his head back. \"Eiri.....\" His eyes were still closed but Yuki knew it wouldn\'t be long before he woke.

He squirted the clear liquid onto his fingers before tracing the boy\'s hidden entrance.

A whimper.

He pushed gently, his index finger sliding in easily. So fucking tight...dear God... He couldn\'t stop the shiver of anticipation that slid up his spine. Shuichi was unbearably hot as he clenched about the finger with a low moan. Yuki hissed as his cock gave an interested twitch.

The writer allowed another finger to slide into Shu. This time, Yuki moaned and Shu gave a little cry, his eyes opening for a moment and sliding shut again. \"Dammit...\" Yuki mumbled as he twisted and scissored his fingers to prepare for something larger before the boy woke.

Suddenly his slender lover arched wildly into his hand. \"AH!\"

Yuki knew he\'d found that spot the singer loved for him to hit. He stroked his fingers over it once more before pulling them out. He could try gentle tonight...maybe...

Shuichi\'s eyes suddenly flew open and tried to focus on Yuki\'s face. \"Eiri...?\"

Gold met violet.

Yuki leaned over his tiny lover. \"Shizuka ni, Shu-chan...\" he whispered into the soft lips he brushed with his own.

\"Wh\'y\'doin\'?\" He mumbled, not quite awake, as he brought his arms up to circle the writer\'s neck.

\"Shh...\" Yuki pressed his lips firmly to the singer\'s, smothering any sleepy protest that might escape.

With a whimper Shuichi kissed back, his tongue timidly flickering over Yuki\'s lips as they parted.

The writer twined his tongue around the boy\'s, drawing it into his mouth and sucking gently before pulling back.

Heavy lidded violet eyes stared up at him. His eyes darted back to the kiss-swollen mouth of the singer. He placed a gentle kiss on his lips as he reached down to guide the head of his cock into Shuichi\'s entrance.

The boy tore his mouth from Yuki\'s as he felt the writer gently pushing into him. \"Yuki, I---\"

\"Shhh, relax,\" he murmured, shutting his eyes tightly against the searing heat that was pulling him in.

Shuichi moaned, half awake, his hand coming up to rub over Yuki\'s back as he was gently thrust into.

The blond panted harshly against the boy\'s sweaty shoulder. God...oh god...so fucking tight...

The singer gave a little cry when Yuki thrust roughly, burying himself to the hilt.

\"Fuck...oh god...Shu...\" He bit down on his lip. He held himself up, braced on his hands as he hovered over his tiny lover. He trembled as small hands pressed into this back.

\"Yuki...?\"

\"Uhnnn?\" He grunted into the crook of Shiuchi\'s neck. He could feel every shiver of the body beneath him, the quiver of velvety slick tightness around his cock. He felt the boy\'s hardness pressing into his stomach from their position.

\"Yuki...Eiri...\"

The writer lifted his head enough to meet the sleepy violet eyes of the singer. \"Hnnnn...?\" He shivered at the contact when Shuichi\'s lips met his.

\"It---It doesn\'t hurt...\" he whispered when he pulled back. He bucked his hips gently toward the blond.

Yuki gasped loudly when the singer moved against him, but it was cut off by the snort of laughter that burst forth as he registered what the baka had said.

Shuichi giggled, the actions causing his muscles to flutter about Yuki\'s cock. \"Ah!\"

\"Fuck...\" Yuki pulled back a little and pushed into the boy quickly. Laughter dissolved into moans as he started a lazy rhythm, a hand sliding under the boy\'s back to angle his hips just so....

\"Yes...\" he whispered, clutching at the writer\'s back when he touched that spot deep inside.

\"Like...that?\" The blond moaned.

\"Uh huh...\" Shuichi threw his head back, lips parting with a cry.

\"Oh God...Shu-chan...\" Yuki panted against the singer’s sweaty neck. \"So good...fuck.... Tight....\" He slammed into Shuichi\'s willing body, continually whispering.

Violet eyes widened, hands tightening on pale shoulders. Yuki\'s talking? During this?! \"Yukiiii!\" He squealed when each hard thrust hit that spot perfectly. His eyes rolled back hearing each word from that sinful voice fill his ears. \"I--Uh god, Yuki, I\'m----\" He broke off with a gasp, familiar pleasure coiling in his belly, about to burst outward.

Yuki felt a hand leave his shoulder and begin a trek between them to Shuichi\'s cock. He reached down and deftly caught the boy\'s wrist. \"Uh-Uh...naughty naughty Shu....\" He slowed his thrusts.

\"But...Yuki...I need---\" He jerked in Yuki\'s grip, desperate for his release. \"Please...\" he whimpered tears of pleasure sliding over his temples. He wound his slender legs about Yuki\'s hips, pulling him closer.

\"I know...\" Yuki licked the salty drops from Shuichi\'s skin as he laced their fingers together. His larger palms pressed small hands into the pillow on either side of the singer\'s head.

\"Please!\" He bucked his small body upward, meeting Yuki\'s halfway.

\"Come with me, Shu-chan...like this...\" the blond whispered, pulling back for a moment. He drove his length back into the tight heat.
\"Only my cock...I\'m not gonna jerk you off...\"

Shuichi quivered. \"I can\'t...not like that...\" He tightened his fingers around Yuki\'s hands.

\"Yes, you can...\" Yuki moaned. \"I\'ll...damn...well...prove...it!!!\" He punctated each word with a hard deep thrust.

\"Ahhhiiiiiii!!!\" Pink hair fanned out over the pillow as the singer tossed his head back. Pleasure, pure and unhindered, burned in his veins as he squeezed his eyes tightly shut.

Yuki began to move faster, his own pleasure sending him skyward. \"See? I told you, didn\'t it?\" His golden eyes studied the boy as he cried out at each perfectly aimed movement.

Shuichi nodded, stray strands of pink plastered to his flushed cheeks and forehead, his bruised lips falling open on a cry. He arched, rubbing his hardness against Yuki\'s stomach.

\"Look at me,\" Yuki gasped, friction on his cock searingly hot and about to send him over the edge.

The tiny singer\'s eyes fluttered open, violet locking with gold. One last thrust and Shuichi wailed, his legs tightened their hold on slim hips, his head going back, body arching and clamping down on the length inside him.

A harsh shout joined the boy\'s wail as Yuki spent himself, his hips freezing for a second and then pumping franticly into clenching heat, as he stared into Shuichi\'s wide passion glazed eyes.

Yuki slumped against the singer\'s chest, hips still moving gently in the aftermath. He loosed his grip on the hands beneath his.

Shuichi sighed, sliding his freed hands through his lover\'s blond locks, legs falling to the mattress.

Bathed in lamplight, they lay there in silence, sweat and come drying on their skin.

\"Yuki?\" Came the timid whisper.

\"Mmmm?\" Yuki murmured from where he lay against the boy\'s warm cotton covered chest, strong heartbeat lulling him to sleep.

\"Can I take my shirt off now?\"

\"Unngh...\" The writer gently pulled out of boy and sat back on his heels.

Shuichi wriggled out of the t-shirt and lay back. \"You can lay back down now.\"

With a grateful sigh, Yuki slumped back into his previous position.

Two sets of eyes slid closed as sleep began to creep upon them.

\"Ne...Yuki?\"

\"Hm?\"

\"Aishiteru,\" Shuichi whispered, pressing a kiss to the crown of the blond\'s head.

With a smile, Yuki slipped into dreams. I\'ll tell him in the morning...

With a soft click, Shuichi turned the lamp off and settled down to sleep.

~~~~THE END~~~~