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Title: Untitled
Genre: Smut.
Characters: Yuusuke x Yume.
Disclaimer: AHAHAHAHAHA! I don’t need one because these are MY boys!
Comments: Because it’s Character Appreciation Week, I thought that Yuusuke and Yume deserved their first fic. Why it had to be smut is anyone’s guess.
Word Count: 964.
Status: Complete as of 04/08/04.

Yume gasped as he was pressed against the wall, hips rocking against the hard form pinning him. He leaned up to press his lips hungrily against Yuusuke’s, a small sound of pleasure escaping as the taller boy returned the kiss just as eagerly.

Yuusuke forced his leg between his shorter lover’s legs, his thigh pressing against firmly against the evidence of Yume’s arousal. He smirked as the boy moaned and rocked his hips forward, thin hands coming up to clench at his shirt. Growling low in his throat, the taller boy pushed forward, lips moving down to devour Yume’s neck.

“Yuusuke!” The smaller boy gasped, one hand coming up to thread in Yuusuke’s hair, holding him there. Yuusuke knew all his sensitive spots; the bang boy took immense pleasure in that, exploiting his knowledge to drive his lover insane.

And damn if he didn’t do a helluva job doing it.

Yuusuke’s hands pushed under Yume’s shirt, traveling up his sides as he moved his lips downwards, pausing to nibble at Yume’s collarbone. The smaller boy moaned softly and continued rocking against him, the hand not clenched in Yuusuke’s hair sliding down to work at the fastenings of his shirt. “This...has to come off.” He managed to gasp out.

“As does this,” Yuusuke countered, moving back a bit to pull of Yume’s shirt. He tossed it somewhere to the side and returned to his worship of the boy’s body, hands continuing their slow exploration of Yume’s stomach and chest as his lips returned to kissing and nibbling his neck and shoulder.

Yume managed to get the fastenings done and pushed the shirt open, he ran his hands up Yuusuke’s chest, caressing the firm muscles and delighting as they fluttered under his touch. He smirked as he rubbed his thumbs over Yuusuke’s nipples, the smirk growing wider as Yuusuke gasped.

He knew how to drive Yuusuke crazy, too.

“Stop distracting me,” The taller boy muttered against his neck, nipping one last time before glancing up at him.

“Am I?” Yume replied innocently, repeating the action and chuckling as Yuusuke groaned. “Guess so.”

Yuusuke growled and grabbed Yume’s hands, pushing them above his hand and holding them there. He grinned as Yume tried to pull free. “Can’t distract me now, can you?” He teased, leaning forward to kiss him softly.

“That’s cheating,” Yume replied, mock-glaring at his lover.

“All’s fair in love and war, Yume.” Yuusuke chuckled, kissing him again. Making sure Yume’s hands were firmly held in one of his, he brought the other down to pull at the strings holding Yume’s pants up. “And you’ve been teasing me since Tuesday, so I think this is very fair...”

Yume rolled his eyes. “I wasn’t teasing you.”

“Oh?” Getting the strings untied, he let the loose pants fall, taking a moment to admire the flesh revealed. “Well, we must have different definitions of teasing.” He continued, pulling a small tube from his pocket.

“Apparently so,” Yume snorted, eyeing the tube. “Then again, maybe I was teasing you.”

“I knew it,” Yuusuke chuckled, letting go of Yume’s hands.

Yume lowered his arms to rest on Yuusuke’s shouldehandhands playing with the hair on the back of his neck. “It’s just so easy to tease you, love.” He smirked, tilting his head. “How can I resist?”

It was Yuusuke’s turn to roll his eyes as he fiddled with the tube. “I am not easy to tease.” He muttered, pocketing the tube again and letting arms circling Yume’s waist. “*You’re* the one who’s easy to tease, remember?”

Whatever Yume was going to say was forgotten as he felt Yuusuke’s finger brush against his entrance. He moaned as they pushed past the tight ring of muscle, hands clenching in Yuusuke’s hair as he fought his body’s urge to push back against them.

“G-God...” Yume gasped, leaning his head against Yuusuke’s shoulder. “Just do it, already!”

Yuusuke merely smiled and added another finger, working slowly to prepare the boy. His arm tightened around Yume’s waist as his legs collapsed underneath him, and he held him to him as he continued to prepare his lover. “Patience,” He murmured.

“Fuck patience!” Yume snarled, rocking against him. “Just do it, please!”

Yuusuke gently pulled his fingers out and quickly undid his pants, letting them fall to the floor. He stepped out of them and lifted Yume up by his hips; the boy eagerly wrapped his legs around him and pulled close, panting.

“You’re beautiful like this,” Yuusuke murmured, leaning forward to kiss him. His hands tightened on Yume’s hips and he pulled him down, his hips rocking forward as he slammed into him.

Yume broke the kiss and cried out as Yuusuke hit that spot that drove him insane. He squirmed, trying to raise himself up; Yuusuke groaned and gladly helped him, thrusting into him again.

Yuusuke pushed Yume into thel, hl, his thrusts coming faster and harder. One hand freed itself to take hold of Yume’s cock, pumping in time with their movements. “I love you,” He murmured, speeding up his pace.

Yume moaned hotly, hands sliding down to grasp at Yuusuke’s shoulders. “I-I love you, too.” He managed to gasp out, eyes shutting tightly at the sensations shooting through his body. Almost there...

Yume cried out as his climax his hit him, his seed spilling across his and Yuusuke’s stomachs. Yuusuke groaned as Yume’s muscles clamped down on his cock, climaxing soon after.

Yuusuke carefully lowered them to the ground, holding Yume closely as both fought catch their breaths. The smaller boy snuggled into his arms, sighing softly. “Mm...”

“Are you alright?” Yuusuke asked gently, brushing some hair away from his face.

“Oh, yes...” Yume fairly purred, smiling up at him. “I should tease you more often...”

Yuusuke laughed and kissed his forehead.