Adult-FanFiction.org : Anime

To Ride a Reindeer	By : RabidCreature Category: Gravitation > General Views: 7226 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1
- 2
- 3
RC: Let us all praise LC for being brilliant and getting this out so quickly. And thank you to all those who reviewed!!!! I love you!

Disclaimer: Own nothing.

WARNING! EXTREME SMUT FEST! TURN BACK NOW IF YOU DO NOT LIKE GUY ON GUY, TOYS, AND OTHER NASTY THINGS! I SWEAR TO GOD, IF I GET REPORTED I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN!

HUNT

YOU

DOWN!!!

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

To Ride a Reindeer

Chapter 2

Once they separated, Yuki smirked. “So, you have a tail?”

Shuichi colored, a thrill of anticipation running down his spine at the predator glint in those gleaming golden eyes. He nodded, eyes locked on Yuki’s.

Yuki fingered the antlers. “Well, why don’t you go put it on?”

Shuichi grabbed his hand, a grin lighting up his face. “Why don’t you do it for me?” He towed Yuki along towards the bedroom, delighted that Yuki, for once, was acquiescing so meekly.

Arms and legs shot out to sweep the hall, floor, and miscellaneous flat surfaces (though not necessarily horizontal *wink wink*) clear of decorations. The bedroom door crashed open and they tumbled inside, Shuichi having jumped on him moments before. Yuki growled deep in his throat as he ravished his lover’s mouth, his tongue delving deep inside the warm, wet cavern, eliciting a moan and a buck from the younger in response.

Yuki lowered them onto the bed, his skillful hands pushing up the tight material of Shuichi’s scandalous shirt to bunch it beneath his pits. He graced the full lower lip, swollen with passionate kisses, with a final sharp bite before removing to the pounding pulse, a smirk quirking the side of his mouth as the pulse picked up speed under his ministrations, fluttering like a bird’s beneath the delicate skin.

Shuichi whimpered as Yuki nipped up the sensitive cords of his neck, his fingers twitching with pleasure and for want of something to do. The adventurous digits swam down the blond’s muscular back, tracing the contours of the coiled polecat muscles, before clawing up the blue fabric to run over his chest. His thumbs fluttered over Yuki’s clothed nipples, and the man on top of him bucked. Shuichi gasped as teeth bit down hard, a hot, textured tongue soothing away the pain. Shuichi growled and curled his fingers around the front of Yuki’s collar, pulling it apart. Buttons flew as they popped off the entire length of the shirt, Shuichi’s nails scraping vicious red trails down Yuki’s long, bare chest. He yanked the shirt down the panting author’s shoulders and pulled at the cloth, forcing their bodies flush as he arched against the hard body, begging to be touched.

Yuki growled, pulling off Shuichi’s shirt and shedding his own tattered, buttonless one. He attacked Shuichi’s neck again, burying his face in the dip of his shoulder, sucking and biting ravenously, intent on leaving a very large and obvious mark of his ownership. Shuichi gasped, biting his lip in pleasure and concentration, his hands working frantically at Yuki’s belt buckle.

Oh, what wouldn’t I give to have him whip me with that leather strip over and over and over agai–

He promptly lost all train of thought as Yuki laid an extra hard bite on his shoulder and moaned, discarding the belt to busy his hands unbuttoning and unzipping the bothersome pants. There was no doubt about it. Next year, Yuki was getting a kilt. Underwear be damned.

He slipped his hand inside the loosened pants, stroking the heated erection. Yuki groaned and shifted to his lover’s dusky nipples, his tongue flickering out teasingly. Shuichi gasped and arched. “Oh god, Yuki!”

He nipped the hardening nubs, then bit and pulled. Shuichi hissed in pleasure, gripping Yuki’s hair with his free hand and pumping Yuki’s engorged member with the other. He mewled as Yuki switched to the neglected nipple and began to administer the same treatment, pumping harder at his lover’s shaft, crooking one finger to pass the velvet head and rub the sensitive slit already dripping with precome. Yuki moaned, thrusting his hips in time to Shuichi’s relentless hand.

Yuki’s features pulled back in a grimace as the hand meshed in his hair twisted and pulled, forcing his head up. “You brat! What the– ”

Next thing he knew he was flat on his back, his wrists pinned above his head, straddled by an extremely self-satisfied, grinning, pink-haired baka. Said baka dove down and latched onto his neck, sucking hard. Yuki gritted his teeth as the hand grew more demanding, his cock responding in kind. Shuichi bestowed a quick nip on the already sorely abused skin, then soothed it with a kiss. Hah. So the brat wanted to be playful, did he? Oh, he’d get playful.

Shuichi sat up and grinned, mischief dancing in his eyes. “You look good with a hicky, Yuki.”

Yuki slapped a hand over the very large and noticeable mark the little deviant had so diligently made and glared pure murder. “You damn brat,” he growled. “I told you no marks!”

Shuichi giggled and wriggled happily against Yuki’s little– er, big– Yuki, which had taken on a life of its own and danced around quite happily itself. Yuki bit down a groan. If Shuichi didn’t get on with it he would be bursting his third pair of pants this month. Dammit if the brat wasn’t an expensive little monkey– what with the toys and little jiggly things, it was really starting to add up. “You weren’t complaining when I gave you that one on your dick,” Shuichi finished retorting, drawing Yuki’s attention off the mental calculations and to the present.

Yuki had yet to figure out how the hell the boy managed to pull that one off. Now that was a fucking accomplishment. In both senses of the word.

Shuichi shifted, the bedsprings creaking in protest, to align their pelvises. And then he thrust. Their clothed erections jammed together, evoking sharp gasps from both. Yuki dropped his head back onto the vacillating mattress and gripped Shuichi’s hips, his eyes closing in ecstacy as they thrust against each other, seeking relief.

Shuichi was moaning his name like a prayer. Yuki shuddered, digging his fingers painfully into those narrow, rocking hips, forcing him down harder and faster. Shuichi whimpered, dropping his head to rest on Yuki’s shoulder, his thrusts gaining speed and force.

Yuki was thrusting violently now, dangerously close to the edge. “Aahhh... Shui– ”

He blinked. His lover had stopped.

Shuichi grinned wickedly. “I thought you wanted to see my tail.”

Yuki fought, out of breath, past the lust-filled haze that fogged his mind. “What?”

“Reach under the pillow.”

His head clearing, Yuki smirked. He reached up, his fingers bumping against a largish, oblong object. He drew it out.

He turned the dildo over in his hands, his face carefully blank. A fluffy little deer tail was attached to the end. Shuichi buzzed with impatience, anxiety warring with eagerness. A faint blush tinged his cheeks. “Well?”

“Clothes off and on all fours.”

Shuichi giggled happily and quickly shed his pants as Yuki unscrewed the lube. He smeared the slick unguent over the dildo with the practiced ease of an expert and was done by the time Shuichi had crawled into position.

His legs were spread, presenting that perfect ass, and he was down on his elbows to allow Yuki greater access. Oh yes, his naughty little reindeer was very defenseless in this position. He smirked.

Shuichi squealed, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets. “Yuki!”

Yuki bit down a laugh and licked the opening once more before delving his tongue inside. Shuichi let out a cry and squirmed, his eyes screwed shut and fingers twisting the sheets. He dove his head into the pillow and bit down, muffling his scream.

Yuki lifted his head and tore the pillow away from his lover’s mouth. “No. I want to hear you.”

He pushed the dildo in. Shuichi bit his lip, the sheets twisting tighter under his fists. He moaned as it locked into place.

Yuki smirked again. “It’s upside down.”

Shuichi only moaned, oblivious.

“I’ll just have to rectify it, then.”

He twisted it.

A scream of pure pleasure ripped from Shuichi’s throat, and he arched. “AAAAHHHH!!!! YUKI!” He clawed the sheets, the thin material unraveling beneath his nails.

Yuki flipped him over, causing Shuichi to moan as the bouncing jarred the dildo inside him. “Aaahh... god...” Yuki’s lips curled in an evil smirk, and he locked a cock ring at the base of the other’s bulging manhood. Shuichi opened his eyes and glared at him. “You bastard.”

Yuki pulled out a pair of black furred handcuffs. “Don’t tell me things I already know, brat.”

One cuff clicked over Shuichi’s left wrist as he raised his hands obediently, albeit peevishly. “Why do I have to be the one cuffed?”

Golden eyes scanned pointedly over Shuichi’s naked, glistening body. He cocked a brow.

Right, right... he was the one with the dildo and the cock ring– uke incarnate.

“Stop complaining, brat.” He looped the other cuff through the bars of the headboard (they’d switched to steel after cracking the mahogany and cherrywood bedframes) and snapped it around Shuichi’s remaining wrist, stretching the beautiful boy’s body out for his viewing pleasure. This was a boy for the gods.

Shuichi’s mouth parted automatically as Yuki descended upon him, their lips and tongues meeting halfway. They kissed hungrily, mouths molding and pressing and pushing. Shuichi mewled as he rocked his hips, the dildo rubbing pleasurably against his prostate.

“Yuki...”

Yuki left his mouth to kiss down the straining neck, then outlined the gentle contours of muscle with his tongue.

Shuichi moaned loudly, currently lost between two mind-blowing experiences: Yuki loving him and the dildo fucking him. He rocked his hips as Yuki continued to trail kisses down to his naval, the warm, wet tongue swirling into the dip. His hips bucked, and his moan pitched into a screech of pleasure.

Yuki continued down. Shuichi released a ragged gasp of anticipation, wild desperation shining in his eyes as he waited for Yuki to take him into his mouth, swollen with need and dripping with precome.

Yuki breathed on it, letting the light puff of hot air wash over the engorged cock, satisfaction gleaming in the golden depths as the swollen member twitched and Shuichi bucked wildly, screaming his pleasure as the dildo moved inside him.

Yuki lapped up the milky white drops, then moving to kiss down the shaft. Shuichi pleaded, begged, screamed for release from the ring. Oh god, it hurt. It hurt so much. He had to come. He had to come!

Yuki ignored him, kissing the tanned inner thigh, sucking and mouthing the silky smooth treat. Shuichi whimpered, his head thrashing from side to side.

“Please, Yuki... please... I need to come... Yukiiiii...”

A tongue flickered out to lick the beading tip, then burning hot lips closed around the head, sucking hard. Shuichi bucked, screaming, against the cuffs. Yuki opened his mouth and allowed Shuichi to plunge wantonly into the wet, heavenly cavern, suctioning with each thrust and swirling his tongue over the velvety head with each descent.

Reaching under his lover, he gripped the furry tailed end of the dildo and held it down, the toy sliding easily in and out, in and out, his lover shrieking as he climbed new heights of pleasure.

Shuichi screamed Yuki’s name in pure, agonizing bliss, his thrusts growing ever more violent, nearly tossing the pair of them off the bed as he sought the release that would never come. His eyes were squeezed shut, his hands white with their death grip on the cuff chains. The steel headboard bent ever-so-slightly under the immense pressure.

New state-of-the-art steel bedframe: $10,000.

Huge house-razing yaoilicious lovefest holiday bonanza: Priceless.

Shuichi’s eyes rolled and trained an unfocused stare on the ceiling, mind and body completely overcome with mindless pleasure. He snapped them closed, screaming as Yuki slammed the dildo in, twisting it as he sucked ferociously. Oh god, he was going to die. He was going to die.

“YUKI!!!!! OH GOD, YUKI! PLEASE! YUKI! AAAAAAHH! YUKI! I LOVE YOU ! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! YUUUKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!”

Tears of mixed pleasure and pain streamed down his face, his toes curling and his feet sliding uselessly against the sheets. His legs jerked and tensed, his entire body writhing with the unbearable, incomprehensible pleasure of it all.

Yuki let go of the dildo and pressed Shuichi’s snapping hips down into the mattress, detaching his mouth from the straining dick. He sat up and hastily smeared lubricant over his own raging hard-on. Shit, he was going to come in his hand by the time he was done.

He lifted Shuichi’s hips and pulled out the dildo, throwing it carelessly into a corner. And then he slammed in.

Shuichi screamed, arching almost completely off the bed, twisting, as something larger, harder, and better hammered into his prostate.

Yuki drove frenziedly into his lover’s convulsing body, seeking release, Shuichi’s legs squeezing his hips as he thrust with equal if not greater enthusiasm. The two were fucking like rabbits.

Yuki frantically kissed Shuichi’s open, panting mouth as their passion escalated to hitherto unknown levels. Shuichi’s erection rubbed against his abdomen with every thrust, making the boy scream his name even louder in an ever-rising mantra.

Shuichi bit down on Yuki’s lip, a few beads of coppery blood trickling onto his tongue. He threw his head back and screamed his name once more, his voice shrill and hoarse.

Yuki bowed his head, resting his forehead beneath Shuichi’s chin.

So close...

Leaning back, he pulled off the cock ring and began to pump furiously. Shuichi gave a sob of relief that quickly cut off as he immediately shuddered into his climax, screaming Yuki’s name for all to hear. Milky seed jetted out in rapid spurts, coating their perspiring torsos and the expensive sheets.

Yuki cried out as Shuichi’s passage tightened unbearably about his engorged member. He slammed in and held there, riding his violent climax.

He collapsed, breathing heavily, over Shuichi. Shuichi, too, had yet to catch his breath, shivering and trembling as the aftershocks continued to roll through him. He twitched beneath Yuki’s heavy, reassuring weight, whimpers muffled in his throat.

Yuki concentrated on his breathing, slowing it enough for speech. “Shuichi?”

The singer was still out of breath. His mouth opened and closed wordlessly, and he shifted leaden arms with obvious difficulty. He lifted his eyes imploringly.

Oops. Yuki hurriedly snatched the key off the nightstand, and a quick shove and a twist had the beleaguered uke released of the cuffs’ confines. Arms flopped like dead weight onto the pillows.

The amethyst eyes were lidded with exhaustion, his breath coming in short pants. Mussed and spiky with sweat, the pink hair conferred a most definite “fucked senseless” look about his personage.

And that was not an exaggeration.

Yuki stared down at him. “Are you all right, brat?”

Glazed eyes moved toward the sound, and cleared slightly at Yuki’s look. “I can’t feel my lower body.”

Yuki smirked and lowered his mouth to the gaping one beneath him. Shuichi weakly attempted to respond, but soon gave up and simply lay there.

Yuki rolled off him and sprawled on his back, exhausted. A cool breeze wafted through the unshuttered window (he’d be getting complaints from the neighbors soon). He shivered and sat up, dragging the rumpled sheets clustered at the foot of the bed over their fatigued bodies.

He lay back again.

Shuichi finally summoned his voice, inquiring sleepily, “Yuki?”

“What?”

Shuichi yawned. “You know how I usually curl up next to you after we make love?”

“Yes.”

“Well... I can’t move.”

His fascinating disclosure was greeted by silence.

“So... can you do it for me?”

Yuki turned his head and glared. “You have got to be joking.”

Shuichi gave a whimper. “Pleeease, Yuki...”

Yuki sighed, hooked an arm beneath a stray leg, and pulled him over, settling an arm over the slimly-built, tired body.

Shuichi gave a contented sigh and nestled comfortably beneath Yuki’s chin. “I love you, Yuu...”

He had drifted off to sleep.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

For all you readers on fanfiction.net: DO NOT REPORT ME.

Review! ^__^
- 1
- 2
- 3
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

To Ride a Reindeer