The Changing Tides

Title: The Changing Tides: Chapter 4
Author: JadeHeart
Archived: Found on gurabiteshiyon.net. If anyone else would like it, please ask me first!
Fandom: Gravitation
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: LEMON, graphic sex, bad language
Timeline: Not long after the anime/manga finishes.
Characters: Shuichi/Yuki
Feedback: Feedback is always welcome!
Summary: Can Shuichi withstand the ebb and flow of Yuki’s affections?
Author’s Notes : Well, I’ve had to up the rating on this story now! Thank you for the reviews, FranknFurter, magikphoenix, sansty, and Dana. Hope you continue to enjoy this story.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, they belong to the creators of ‘Gravitation’, nor am I making any profits from this.


WARNING: THIS CHAPTER IS RATED NC-17 FOR MATURE READERS ONLY – SKIP THIS CHAPTER IF YOU SHOULD NOT BE READING THIS


The Changing Tides: Chapter 4

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In secret communication
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


Shuichi sat on the couch, cross legged, eyes closed, head filled with the music of Nittle Grasper. The headphones blocked out any other sounds around him, enclosing him in his own small world. A touch to his shoulder made him start in surprise, causing his heart to beat hard with fright.

Opening his eyes, he felt the couch dip next to him as Yuki sat down, beer in hand. A streaming mug had been placed on the table before him. He noticed that it had got quite dark whilst he had been wrapped up in his own lyrical world.

He looked over at Yuki. The man seemed tired.

“What did you do today?” Yuki asked, taking a sip of his beer.

“Oh, I spent some time writing up some lyrics.” Shuichi replied, pulling his headphones off completely, and reaching for his drink. It was just the way he liked it. He gulped it down with pleasure.

“Thought you had finished the album?”

“We have, apart from the final touches. I just wanted to see what else I could come up with for our next one.” he replied.

Yuki tipped his beer up and drank in silence for a while.

“Have you finished yet?” Shuichi asked quietly, hoping Yuki wouldn’t get mad.

“Yeah. Finally.”

Shuichi let out a small sigh of relief.

“Hey!” Yuki said suddenly.

“What?!” he said startled, turning to look at Yuki.

Yuki leant forward, placing his empty beer can on the table, and took Shuichi’s cup from his unresisting hands to also place it on the table. “Come here.” and he cupped the side of Shuichi’s face, tipping it upwards, to capture his lips.

Shuichi sat there in surprise, then allowed his lips to part. Yuki slipped his tongue inwards, swirling it around his mouth, sliding underneath Shuichi’s tongue, tugging it forwards. Shuichi responded, pushing into Yuki’s mouth, their tongues twining around each other.

Shuichi moaned softly at the teasing touch of Yuki’s tongue tracing the outline of his lips, touching lightly, before withdrawing. Their lips were wet and hot, pressing against each other’s.

Yuki slid his other arm around Shuichi, dragging him forward, arranging his legs until he was straddling him. He leant his head back, pulling Shuichi’s head down further. He devoured the interior of the boy’s mouth, ravaging it, sucking Shuichi’s breath away.

Shuichi moaned again, and leant further into Yuki. He felt the man’s hand drop to his rear, pushing his hips forward, pressing him tighter against Yuki’s body. He could feel Yuki’s erection hard against his groin, his own pressing into the other’s stomach.

He moaned again as Yuki’s hand slid up from his buttocks, slipping under his shirt, sliding over bare skin. He shivered as long fingers trailed upwards, sliding over the hills and troughs of each vertebrae. A second hand joined the first, both moving slowly higher, over the sharp planes of his shoulder blades, all the time pushing him closer and closer to Yuki.

He was getting light headed, his body beginning to shiver, as his nerves became heightened with pleasure. He felt the tug on his shirt as Yuki bunched it upwards under his arms. They broke the kiss for a moment so Yuki could pull Shuichi’s shirt over his head. As soon as his head was free, Yuki re-captured his lips, trapping his arms in the shirt, as he then moved his lips to fasten on Shuichi’s throat.

Shuichi groaned and squirmed, as Yuki lipped at the soft underside of his jaw, tongue leaving a moist path as it trailled outwards along the bone. Shuichi turned his head as he leant into the touch, allowing Yuki to continue on his way to reach his ear. He wasn’t as sensitive there as Yuki was, but he still really liked it.

He could feel Yuki’s warm breath caressing his skin, could hear how quickly Yuki was breathing. Yuki’s tongue traced the outer rim of his ear, slowly spiraling inwards, then back out, before sucking on the lobe. He moaned and shifted closer, pressing himself down harder against Yuki’s lap. He heard the other man’s soft moan reverberate through his ear bones.

Shuichi wriggled. Yuki still had his arms captured in his shirt, preventing him from reaching out and touching him. He wanted to touch Yuki! Quickly, Yuki brought his mouth hard back to Shuichi’s. Yuki stripped the shirt off the rest of the way, finally releasing him.

Now his hands were free, Shuichi brought them up to frame both sides of Yuki’s face, thumbs tracing the cheekbones before sliding back to thread fingers through the golden hair that felt like crushed silk. He breathed in Yuki’s breath, sucking his tongue into his mouth, wanting more. He felt Yuki’s hands roam up and down his bare back, gripping the skin tightly, before dropping lower again to hold his hips and shift him a fraction closer again. Shuichi moaned as the extra contact pressed Yuki’s erection harder against him.

He dropped his hands forward and began to undo the buttons of Yuki’s shirt, one at a time, trying not to fumble in his haste. Finally he had them all done, pushing the fabric apart so he could slide his hands over the hot skin beneath. He couldn’t help the shiver that shook his body. The touch of that heated flesh against his palms, sent corresponding fires through him. He felt like he was burning alive.

He frantically pulled his lips away from Yuki’s delectable mouth, so he could lick down that long exposed column of skin that was Yuki’s neck. He felt Yuki’s soft moan vibrate his throat, his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed. Shuichi attacked Yuki’s neck with some aggression; licking, kissing , nipping, sliding downwards and then back up, soft, then hard. Yuki’s hands were clenching and unclenching in his flesh at his hips. He knew he would have marks there from the pressure of Yuki’s fingers. Fine, he thought, as he fastened his lips over the pulse point on Yuki’s throat and sucked. Hard.

Yuki moaned loudly, his head pushed back further, his hands tightening on Shuichi’s body. Shuichi felt Yuki’s hips jerk forwards, as he continued to suckle, swearing he could feel Yuki’s erection grow harder. He knew that was what Yuki had wanted. He released his suction on that spot, opening his eyes briefly to see the bright red spot left there. Yes, that definitely would mark tomorrow. Fair’s fair.

He trailled his tongue out towards Yuki’s ear. Pressing his body hard against the man’s chest, he almost climbed up him to stretch outwards to reach his lover’s most sensitive spot. He couldn’t help moaning at the delightful contact of skin against skin as their bare chests met. He reached his goal, and without preamble, he latched onto Yuki’s ear, sucking the lobe into his mouth and nibbling gently on the flesh.

Yuki let out a small cry. Not just a moan, but a cry of pleasure, a sound that made Shuichi’s breath catch in his chest, and sweat break out over his body as a hot flush of desire coursed through his body.

Yuki’s arms were wrapped completely around him now, so tight it was almost becoming painful, but Shuichi wasn’t about to stop. Not when his seated lover was writhing beneath him, thrusting his hips upwards, head thrown back, breath panting fast and shallow. This response drove Shuichi on, filled him with desire so much that his own body was shaking with want.

“Shu..i…chi.” Yuki moaned out between pants.

Shuichi quivered at the sound of his name said in that way.

Suddenly Yuki reached up and pulled his mouth away from his ear, dragging his head back. They looked at each other, golden eyes locked with violet. Shuichi’s own breath caught at the sight of Yuki’s pale eyes looking up at him, glazed with passion. He could see small beads of sweat on his lover’s forehead, small drops of moisture that glistened on his skin. Shuichi couldn’t stop the shiver that shook him, knowing that Yuki would feel it also.

Yuki kept his eyes locked on Shuichi’s whilst he dropped his hand from Shuichi’s head, letting it glide down the side of his face, down his throat, pausing for a moment to rest over the pulse point, feeling the rapid beating of his heart. The fingers continued downwards to brush lightly over Shuichi’s nipple. The contact made him jump, but Yuki’s other hand kept him in place. Yuki continued to lightly rub and trace his nipple, eliciting further sparks of sensations through his body.

“Oh…” he moaned, throwing his head back and closing his eyes. His hands were gripping Yuki’s forearms tightly. Yuki continued to fondle his nipples, moving from one to the other, teasing them to hardened points. Shuichi continued to moan, delighting at every touch. His body was beginning to ache; ache with need, want and desire.

Suddenly he let out a high-pitched cry as he felt Yuki’s warm, moist mouth cover one nipple, blunt teeth capturing it firmly. Shuichi shuddered violently, his erection throbbing.

“Yu…ki!” he gasped. He knew that if Yuki continued, he would come here and now. He blindly reached up a hand to grab the back of Yuki’s head, tugging to try and get his lover to cease his sweet torture. Yuki didn’t seem inclined to stop his ministrations though.

Shuichi felt his body rushing towards his climax. No, he didn’t want it to be over yet! He moaned, in desire, and partly in despair. Suddenly there was relief. Yuki released his nipple with a last lick. Shuichi shuddered as he felt the flood recede a little. Not much, but it no longer threatened to burst its banks completely.

Yuki reached down and snapped open Shuichi’s stud fly, carefully keeping his contact with his straining erection to a minimum. He knew just how close Shuichi had been, and still was. He half lifted Shuichi and laid him down on the couch, Yuki kneeling between his legs.

Yuki dropped his head and ran his tongue down the centre of Shuichi’s chest, lapping at the sweat that had developed there. His head dipped lower, tongue sliding into his navel, before trailling lower still. Yuki used his hands to ease Shuichi’s erection free from his clothing. Slowly, he ran his tongue gently up the length, very lightly.

Shuichi gasped and writhed. He couldn’t take very much of this, he really couldn’t! He was too close, he wanted it too much, his body desired it too badly. Yuki slowly took the head of his shaft between his lips, circling his tongue around the head. Shuichi’s breath was coming in sharp pants, almost to the point of hyperventilating. Oh, gods, he couldn’t hold on for much longer!

With aching slowness, Yuki moved his lips lower, swallowing Shuichi’s length an inch at a time, until he reached the base. Shuichi was almost seeing stars. He couldn’t prevent his hips pushing upwards into that hot moist contact wrapped around him.

Yuki allowed his movement, beginning to move as well, lips sliding moistly up a little, before back down to swallow him entirely. Shuichi was letting out small cries now. He wanted it, he wanted more!

Yuki responded to his pleas, speeding up his movements, lips and tongue doing their work. Shuichi felt Yuki’s hands pull his shorts down lower, baring him fully. His mouth left Shuichi’s erection for a moment, the touch of cool air against the moistness and heat in sharp contrast.

Then Yuki’s mouth was back, taking him in entirely with one swallow. He bucked upwards, feeling the head of his shaft bump against the back of Yuki’s throat, though the other man made no sign of discomfort. Yuki continued to move his head, and Shuichi felt one of his hands slide underneath him. They cupped his testicles, squeezing gently, rolling them between his fingers.

Shuichi felt them begin to tighten. He was so close, he was so close! His back arched, hips trying to push deeper into Yuki’s mouth, his entire body straining to reach that threshold of completely pleasure. Reach it, and surpass it. Suddenly, he felt a finger slide inside his body, and he cried out, his voice echoing in the room. More, he had to have more!

Again Yuki knew what he needed, and willingly complied, sliding a second finger deep inside. As his fingers moved in and out of Shuichi’s body, yuki’s mouth continued to suck and pleasure his erection. Soon Shuichi felt every muscle in his body beginning to tense, the feeling clawing up from his toes, drawing closer, and centering in his erection.

As Yuki’s questing fingers finally touched their goal, Shuichi couldn’t hold back any longer. He threw his head back, almost screaming, as his climax shook him violently, body writhing and jerking in response, as he gasped and sobbed as it was dragged from him. Yuki continued to swallow every drop, refusing to let any slip past his lips.

Shuichi collapsed back on to the couch, breathing hard, completely drained. He felt Yuki’s fingers slide from his body, as his lips let his softening member slide from their grasp. Yuki slowly slid up his body, slick skin sliding against slick skin. Their lips touched, the kiss gentle, though no less passionate.

Shuichi moved his hands downwards to the front of Yuki’s trousers. He could feel the hard bulge of Yuki’s erection, still confined in his pants. He brushed his hand lightly over the bulge, hearing the soft moan from Yuki that was swallowed in their kiss.

Shuichi undid the button, and slid the zipper downwards, reaching in to release Yuki. He felt the man shudder at his touch. He slid his hands to Yuki’s hips, hooking the tops of the pants and pushing them downwards. He pushed them lower, letting them slide over Yuki’s hips, baring his buttocks, until they gathered at his knees.

Yuki broke the kiss, moving back to push his clothes off completely. As he sat there, dragging his pants from his feet, Shuichi sat up and moved to sit on Yuki’s lap. He leant in to kiss him again, feeling Yuki slide his tongue inside, searching.

Shuichi shifted forward a little so Yuki’s erection was pressed against his rear. Yuki broke the kiss.

“Shuichi.” he rasped out, a tinge of worry in his eyes.

Shuichi knew why, so he wriggled backwards and dropped his head to Yuki’s lap. He slid the erection into his mouth, laving it completely with moist lips and tongue, letting his saliva liberally coat it. He could hear Yuki’s moans at his attention, could feel his hands kneading the flesh of his shoulders. When he could see saliva sliding down Yuki’s red, engorged member, he sat up and sidled back to his previous position.

He looked into Yuki’s eyes as he raised himself up, reaching down to position Yuki’s erection against his entrance. Still maintaining eye contact, he slowly began to lower himself. He winced a little at the pain of the stretch, but felt Yuki’s hand on his hips helping to control the downward movement, halting and supporting him each time a stab of pain hit him.

Finally, Yuki was buried fully inside him. They stayed there, silent, still, just looking at each other. Then Shuichi leant forward to kiss Yuki, the movement making him slide upwards a little, and in breaking the kiss to sit back, pushing Yuki deeply back in. It felt so good! His eyes almost rolled back in his head.

Slowly he began to move up, and then back down. He gripped Yuki’s shoulders for support to help raise his body, whilst Yuki’s hands remained on his hips to control his downward movement. He continued to ride Yuki, both of them gasping. He could see the sweat glistening on Yuki’s chest, droplets sliding down to pool at the dip of his stomach. Moisture ran down his own bare back.

Yuki flexed his strong fingers, moving Shuichi’s body slightly, and suddenly he was hitting his prostate. Shuichi threw his head back with a loud keening cry, his whole body shuddering violently.

“Oh…oh. …OH!” he cried out, as Yuki pressed deep inside him, his hips thrusting upwards to meet Shuichi’s downward fall.

Shuichi’s own erection was hard and dripping. He reached a hand forward to clasp it, needing to reach that release. He felt one of Yuki’s larger hands close around his, and gripping his hand, began to stroke him firmly and quickly. Yuki continued to use his other hand to continue to firmly push Shuichi up and down his length, each time going deeper and deeper.

Shuichi knew he was going to come soon, his whole body was tingling. He opened his eyes and looked down at Yuki. His lover’s face was contorted with pleasure, his eyes wanton and burning with desire, a fierce need reflecting on his features.

Shuichi saw the little frown lines form between Yuki’s eyes. It was a sign that Yuki was about to come. Shuichi adamantly refused to close his eyes. He wanted to see. He wanted to see Yuki’s face when he came.

He sped up his movements, his whole body shaking every time Yuki touched his prostate, sending pleasure shooting through every nerve in his body. Their combined grip on his straining erection was becoming frantic, and he knew he would come any moment. But he wanted to see Yuki come first! He was it so badly!

He moaned, squirming on Yuki’s lap and suddenly saw Yuki’s eyes widen in surprise, before closing. His head dropped back, his body arched underneath Shuichi, pressing upwards as though straining towards some desired goal. Shuichi could feel Yuki’s muscles spasm, his whole body jerk. He could feel a flood of warmth filling him inside, the heat permeating his body. Yuki let out a soft cry, soft, but filled with such intensity.

With a final jolt, Yuki’s hand jerked hard on Shuichi’s shaft. That, and the amazing look on his lover’s face below him as he climaxed, plunged Shuichi over the edge and he came hard, his hot release flooding over his and Yuki’s hands, over their stomachs and chests. He was sobbing, panting, as his body jerked. He heard Yuki cry out again, as his interior muscles squeezed his lover’s shaft still buried in his body, squeezing further juices from him.

Shuichi slumped forward, unable to remain sitting upright any longer. His whole body shook, muscles quivering from tiredness. He lay there resting on Yuki’s chest, his release smeared between them, Yuki’s arms wrapped around his cooling body.

“Do you still have tomorrow off?” Yuki asked, voice muffled a little in his shoulder.

“Hmm?” Shuichi murmured, struggling to think coherently through his post-coital euphoria.

“Still want to do something?”

Shuichi’s heart leapt. He smiled into Yuki’s neck, snuggling deeper into the man’s embrace. “Yes, please.” he whispered joyfully.