Summer Shudders

AN: ‘peeks out from beneath the rock the author has been hiding under’ eek! Im so sorry for making you readers wait so long! Even when I got my requested reviews, I took so long to write this! I am so ashamed… I must perform seppuku. Eh… maybe not. ‘cough’

But on to business. I’ve had to write these insufferable essays for this insufferable summer assignment for this insufferable honors class. That is what has taken up my priorities, but I do not present this as an excuse. I take responsibility for the pleading reviews some of you have left.

DISCLAIMER: No time for my attempts at wit. I don’t own.

WARNING: Slash. Oral. PWP.

Please read on, those who have stuck with me! Huzzah!

Summer Shudders: quenched

If I take you from behind

Push myself into your mind

When you least expect it

Will you try and reject it

If I’m in charge

And I treat you like a child

Will you let yourself go wild

Let my mouth go where it wants to

-- “Erotica”, Madonna

It was hot, just like all the other evenings ravaged by the heat wave that has swept Tokyo in the last one and a half weeks. Insufferable heat, night after night after night… though they did lead to some unprecedented happy endings… Yuki Eiri thought with more than just a little reluctance. Yes, this was the supposed last night of the damned heat hell, and Yuki was mentally doing the tango with his laptop because, according to Yuki’s logic, there was (certainly) no one else to he’d care to dance with.

The dance floor was set in the living room, Yuki sitting upright on the sofa staring with slightly crazed golden eyes (the inferno was finally getting to him) at the wide screen television that had been broadcasting the evening news. His subconscious had pinpointed the channel and then the weather man, as he had been idly surfing, declaring in a steady booming voice that the torture had found a new target area in Japan to torment. And thus, the tangoing began.

And this is how Shuuichi, his beloved, found him. A beautiful work of art humming along to an unfamiliar tune, though Shuuichi briefly thought it sounded a bit like one of his bands’ hit songs. Spicy marmalade…? What is…

But then there was no more time for thought as Shuuichi instantly shot over to Yuki’s side, hovering over his lover’s form, waving a hand in front of his face and attempting to place a palm on his forehead.

The offending hand was snatched mid way, Yuki quickly composing himself, feeling as if waking from a dream. ...Dancing? Really? With my laptop? Maybe I’m the one who needs a cold shower now… oh god… im worse than the brat!

Shuuichi’s face turned from worried to just confused as Yuki’s expression turned from dazed to horrified as the hand still in his lover’s hold was now being painfully gripped.

“Yuki…? Um, my h-hand?” Shuuichi winced. He sometimes forgot how Yuki’s strength could be used.

Shuuichi’s pain laced voice seemed to do the trick. Yuki let go abruptly while composing himself for a second time. “… sorry,” He spat, annoyed, the usual Yuki face that Shuuichi was used to coming back. Never thought he’d be so glad to be glared at.

“What was that about, Yuki? My poor hand… how am I gonna hold the mic at my next concert? Think about the fans, Yuki!!” Shuuichi screeched, suddenly indignant.

Yuki rolled his eyes, knowing what the brat was after. Shuuichi liked the way Yuki shut him up just as much as he did. He pulled Shuuichi forward to close the short distance between them, as he was still hovering, and sealed his lips to Shuuichi’s babbling ones.

Hehe… sweet success Shuuichi thought as their lips slid together sweetly. Oblivious to the fact Yuki knew his perfectly crafted devious plan. While Shuuichi was rejoicing, Yuki pulled away, pushing the boy slightly by his shoulder.

“Get outta here. I have important work to catch up on.” Yuki said, relaxing into his spot on the couch, putting his sockless feet onto the coffee table a ways behind Shuuichi. Though Shuuichi was still swaying with a blitzed smile on his face, floating in a kingdom of Yuki’s kisses.

Yuki looked on with an expression close to smugness, but with a twitch of a genuine smile on his face. Noting in his head that Shuuichi could very well be standing there all night, he nudged his hip with a foot, causing the uncoordinated boy to fall onto the couch beside Yuki.

Shuuichi lifted his head from where he face planted on the back of the couch to shoot a pouting glare at Yuki. First my hand, and now my face… jerk…

Yuki barely glanced over to him and said, “It had to be done. You were blocking the news.”

Shuuichi harrumphed. “What happened to this ‘work’? And when do you watch the news?” he said accusingly, twisting and settling into the couch cross legged.

“The heat wave ends tonight.” Yuki replied succinctly. The reaction was immediate.

“What?! Finally?! Yes!!” Shuuichi jumped up from the couch in a pink flash, dancing around the living room, scarcely avoiding stubbing his toe on the tables’ legs. Yuki was content that the brat was fully distracted from asking any questions about his embarrassing lapse in reality. Why would you tango to Spicy Marmalade anyways? Yuki was baffled with his taste in music. Damn infectious pink brat…

“Yuki! We have to celebrate!! Are you thirsty?” Shuuichi stopped mid twirl to look at him imploringly. Yuki nodded, not one to turn down an offer for alcohol. Shuuichi swayed into the kitchen, Yuki’s golden eyes watching the boy’s hips all the while.

About a minute or two later, Shuuichi came humming out with two bottles of water. Yuki’s eyes became red as the blood vessels popped and he would’ve been gasping like a fish if he hadn’t so adamantly kept his emotions in check.

“Shuuichi… that is mineral water.” Yuki said this slowly and carefully, as if Shuuichi had straw in his head instead of a brain, which Yuki thought to be quite true. When thirst had been questioned, he thought in terms of the socially accepted way to celebrate; alcohol! Though it appeared Shuuichi’s actions were indeed fueled by straw.

“Yup. You drink too much, Yuki! Try to be healthier?” Shuuichi’s violet eyes swam at the plead.

“Baka, my lungs are already filled with tar. I’m a little too far gone. Now go get beer.” Yuki growled out.

“…Well then, what’s water gonna do? Just drink it! … Besides, we’re out of beer.” Shuuichi finished, not exactly winning the argument but plopping down next to Yuki and handing him the bottle anyway.

Rather than here more of Shuuichi’s pitiful arguing, he took the water. They were apparently out of anything else anyway. Yuki grumbled and twisted the cap off, about to take a drink, but took a glance over at the brat next to him. Upon reflection, he decided it was an unfortunate move.

Shuuichi was in the middle of drinking, head tipped back and violet eyes at half mast. Yuki thought he was done after a few seconds, but Shuuichi kept on swallowing and swallowing… he thought the bottle was surely going to be devoured. Though Yuki was mocking, he couldn’t help but watch the other’s throat dip with each suck, and it didn’t take much for his mind to sink into the gutter. He was awed and turned on all at once. It certainly didn’t help when after Shuuichi sucked the bottle dry, so to speak, he removed his mouth with a wet sound that made Yuki shudder. He then chased a drop of condensation that threatened to fall, swallowing that too. Yuki was torn. Ask him how the hell he did that or jump him?

The question was answered for him when Shuuichi caught Yuki’s rapturous stare. He noticed honey turned hungry and said “I can drink a lot when I’m thirsty enough. You just have to,” he paused to lick an errant drop of water from his lips, “open your throat.” (1)

Shuuichi was looking at him as if to say he’d like to drink a whole lot more and Yuki’s cock twitched. No more words were spoken as Yuki pounced, connecting their lips as Shuuichi came to straddle his lap, the empty bottle falling to the floor. Shuuichi was happy to find a hard bulge in his lover’s pants and he ground their hips together as Yuki bit his bottom lip, asking and receiving entrance into Shuuichi’s sinful mouth. Tongues twisted, rubbed, until Shuuichi broke away for air, gasping. His lungs could take downing a bottle of water but not Yuki’s too talented tongue.

Yuki latched onto the boy’s neck, trailing his lips along until he came to the pulse, biting down and earning another gasp. Lapping at the mark, he followed the curve of Shuuichi’s jaw back up to lips that were instantly claimed. Leaning his body into the kiss, Shuuichi’s hands explored the defined lines of Yuki’s chest through his shirt down to the hem, dipping his hands inside to feel the taut, pale stomach, fingering the pelvic lines pointing down to his destination.

Dragging his mouth away, Shuuichi moved his lips over Yuki’s jaw, pausing to nip certain spots until he came to a sensitive ear. He began to tease the lobe, hearing Yuki’s strangled moan, and started to undo his lover’s pants the same time he thrust his tongue in. Yuki bucked into Shuuichi’s waiting hands, sliding the constricting pants down and off, bringing his hands back to Yuki’s erection. Deft hands pumped and squeezed while Shuuichi brought his mouth down to a pale neck once again, one hand pushing up Yuki’s simple tee while the other continued to pump and tease. Shuuichi eyed the exposed skin hungrily, violet darkening to indigo, quickly bringing his mouth down to mar the pale stomach.

Yuki looked on from his spot splayed on the couch as Shuuichi finally, finally slid his boxers down but not bothering to take them off as he had the pants. The boy slipped his tongue inside a navel as his thumb brushed Yuki’s balls, hips jerking upwards slightly. Shuuichi grinned as his lips followed his hands, brushing his mouth lightly along the entire throbbing length until he came to a pearly drop of precum at the sensitive head, lapping it up and hearing a moan slip through Yuki’s resolve to hold it back.

Looking up, indigo met amber as Shuuichi slid his mouth torturously slow as he engulfed Yuki’s entire erect, the cockhead kissing the back of his throat. Yuki’s head snapped back into the cushions, growling. Lapping at the underside, he brought his mouth back up to the tip, closing his lips around the head and flicking his tongue. Shuuichi held down Yuki’s hips as he bucked, more to tease him than to stop from being choked. He pulled on the head almost painfully, hearing the gratifying sound come out of pale lips bitten red. It was fun making Yuki have to bite his lips.

Shuuichi began bobbing his head, working into a rhythm. Tracing the pulsing vein, he slid one hand from a hip down to one sac, squeezing slightly, then moving to fondle and rub them both. Yuki was barely putting forth any effort to effectively stop the sounds in his throat, focusing rather on the wet heat lip locked with his aching member. Shuuichi heard rather than saw this, and a smile graced his wet lips. Well, as well as he could with the prominent cock in his mouth.

He started to hum happily, to the very tune he heard Yuki humming earlier. Shuuichi felt the shiver that racked Yuki’s body, could feel his stomach muscles tightening beneath his hands. Deciding to pick up the pace, he stopped humming and hollowed his cheeks, increasing the suction with each bob of his head. Shuuichi wasn’t preventing Yuki from bucking anymore, putting his hands to better use, mapping out the quivering stomach muscles and teasing the heated flesh below.

Feeling the cock in his mouth swell further, Shuuichi had a second to brace himself before swallowing jets of Yuki’s cum, not letting a drop fall from his lips. He continued to bob his head until Yuki was completely spent, feeling him soften and then let him slide out of his mouth with a wet ‘sploop’ that made the man beneath him shudder as he panted.

Crawling up Yuki’s sated body, Shuuichi thrust his tongue inside his lover’s mouth, letting him taste himself before pulling back and smiling at him with a flushed face. Yuki could feel Shuuichi’s erection dig into his thigh, and he glanced over to his untouched bottle of mineral water that he had at some point put onto the table beside them. Smirking, he grabbed the water and dragged Shuuichi into the bedroom to celebrate all night long… (2)

SHUDDER 3: END

NOTE: (1) – I can do this too. Not make it look hot, but drink a bottle of some beverage in one go.

(2) – read Gravitation: Megamix to have an idea of what kind of night Shuuichi and Yuki had. If you haven’t but want to, ask me in a review or PM and I’ll give you the site.

aff.net an: i cant reply to reviews here, and since some of you have hidden emails, i cannot get a hold of you... so here's the link http:// gallery . yuki - eiri . com/
after you get there, create an account and go to the megamix section. you'll find Megamix- Eiri & Shuichi. that's the one. happy reading!!

AN: sadly, the summer has come to a close and so has summer shudders. But not forever! Next summer I will continue it. It will be a long wait, but I plan to write other mindless porn during the break so… if I’ve acquired any sort of fans (?) then I suppose that would make you happy…? Ah well. See you next year!!