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Sweet Fire	By : Cornflower Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > GacktJOB Views: 2733 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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-After 'the falling off the stage incident' in August (2003).

Note: Gackt fell off the stage during a live performance (broadcasted on the internet) last week. He also sang like a hurt bird and looked rather sick and exhausted during the performance. He was also rather rude to a journalist afterwards.

Finally they met alone in the corridor. Bright lights and all too white walls. You leaned against that whiteness. Watched the door to the wardrobe restlessly. Waiting for him to come out...

He would come, he knew that. He would come looking for him before he packed up his stuff, - aou wou would be there, waiting for him...

Finally he appeared. His blue eyes scanned the corridor swiftly before he let his head fall down, his cool expressionless face cracked open and revealed a mask of pure exhaustion. Exhaustion, shame and pain.

"Come here!" You called for him and watched Gackt take a few stumbling steps towards him. You met him half way, gathered him in his arms and felt the other give in and fall against his body. Let himself be cradled there, soothed and cared for.

You's fingers stroked his hair, still wet from the recent shower, while he murmured calming phrases in Gackt's ear. Kissed his cheek affectionately.

"Hush...hush...it doesn't matter...don't be ashamed, dearest...Are you ok? Please tell me you're ok... "He placed two fingers under the other's chin and lifted Gackt's head from his chest. Looked down at him with worried eyes.

Gackt just blinked up at him with dark eyes and let his head fall back against him.

"I'm so tired..." he said.

"Of course you are." You's hand moved over his head again. "Let me take you home, eh?"

"Can I stay with you tonight?" The dreaded question was murmured against the fabric of his shirt. You swallowed hard. Knew Gackt would notice, but also that he wouldn't care...

"Of course," he said as expected of him. A sting of fear mingled with a rush of unwanted excent ent and made his body stiffen, -still with Gackt in his embrace. The other man's arms had curled around his waist now and he rested his cheek against You's shoulder. Breathed hot air across his neck.

You looked down at him; worried:

"Shouldn't you let a doctor look at you first?" he asked with a sudden need to prolong their departure, although he knew it wouldn't matter. It wasn't tonight he feared. He could handle tonight. They would be ok...tonight.

"Nah," Gackt said. "I just want to sleep...I'll be fine..."

You let his hands slip from his famous friend's shoulders:

"Go get your stuff, then," he said. "And I'll take you to bed." He reddened the moment he said it. Bit his lip nervously.

Gackt seemed, -or pretended, not to notice though. Just nodded gratefully and went back inside to get his bag.

You moved restlessly on the spot. Wondered why he couldn't say no. He loved his best friend, it wasn't that. It was bee...e...just because, - following night came dawn and with dawn came...Gackt!

His thoughts were interrupted when the other man came back out. Sun glasses in place and his bag flung over his leather-clad shoulder. He took You's hand as they walked together to the elevator. You pretended not to notice, not to think about it, as he was dragged along inside the small space and Gackt pushed the button, aiming for the underground parking area where the car waited. He kept his hand in Gackt’s until they'd passed thh thh the sliding doors and parted to get inside the vehicle. Somehow it was a loss, You thought, not to feel the warmth of the other's palm intimately pressed against his own.

He watched him in the mirror on the way home. His beautiful features, the serene calmness, now marred by an expression of tired worry. Absentmindedly, You put a comforting hand on his friend’s thighgretgretted it the moment he felt the rough fabrf Gaf Gackt's blue jeans under his palm, but then it was too late. So instead of removing it he squeezed lightly. Received a grateful look from the other and felt his hand came back to rest with his. Finger's lacing, caressing warmth...Just like a boyfriend...- You shrugged and focused on the road.

He threw the keys on the kitchen table. It was dark in there, but that was ok.

"Do you want something? -Tea?" he asked his silent friend who leaned against the doorframe behind him.

"No..." Gackt muttered in reply. "I just want to sleep in your bed." He smiled tiredly.

"Are you sure you're ok?" You asked worried.

"Yes..." Gackt entered the room, embraced himself and bit at his thumb. "Was I really bad tonight?" he asked with a dark expression. Made all that protective warmth well up in You...just at the sight of the brooding worry on his features, visible even in the dim lit room.

"Nah.." he soothed and instinctively reached out for the huddled form standing in the middle of the floor. "You're never bad," he said and pulled him into yet another comforting embrace. Kissed the hair at the top of his head without thinking. It felt good and right like that, holding him in his arms. The scent of his perfume tickled in his nostrils. And shampoo and soap. They were both neat and clean. Just like Gackt liked it...

"What would I do without you?" Gackt sighed and rested in his arms.

Live happily evfterfter, You though inwardly but didn't say anything. Just held him closer.

"Want to sleep, eh?" he said quietly and received a nod in reply. Still with his hand around You's waist, Gackt motioned them towards You's bedroom. You kept his arm around his shoulders as well...Just like lovers, he thought -and shrugged again.

He helped Gackt get rid of his jacket. Helped him unbutton his shirt. The exhausted singer staggered slightly when he moved and You pulled back the covfor for him. Watched him sit down and pull off his socks. Open his jeans and wriggle out of them. He leaned over and scrambled around a bit in You's bedside table drawer. It was dark in there but Gackt never minded...His hand appeared with a small box, he put it down on the mattress and opened it. Lifted his hands to his face and pulled up one eye lid. Blinked a little and caught the tiny piece of metallic blue as it fell from his eye, then he repeated the action on the othede. de. He screwed the lids back on and sought for You in the darkness with his gaze while putting the box away.

"Aren't you coming?" he asked.

"...Yes, of course." You realized he'd stood motionless on the floor with his arms crossed over his chest. Now he moved those few last steps to the bed and sat down beside the other man. Pulled his shirt quickly over his head and leaned down to take off his socks. Gackt's fingers brushed across his thigh then, he could see the other smile slightly in the dark.

"Sleep now..." You said hoarsely and opened his pants.

"Yes," Gackt replied. "Sleep..." Still he waited until You had rolled over and behind him before he lay down and pulled the covers over them both. His naked form was a warm presence under the shielding layers of fabric.

You was still awake when he heard the other's breathing even out. You wasn't sleeping though. You watched the ceiling in the dark and moved restlessly beside him. A tight knot of scared anticipation forming in his gut...

***

He had embraced him during the night. The beautiful singer was still asleep when he woke up. Features calm in the increasing dawn that slipped in between the curtains. He lay with his head on You's chest and had flung a hand across his stomach. You held him in both arms. Their legs had tangled and slightly moist warmth glued their thighs together under the covers. Gackt breathed calmly. His erection was firmly pressed against You's hip

You was aroused as well. But at least he'd kept his boxers on fel felt a pang of fear, thought of moving, to get up...but he didn't. He closed his eyes and went back to sleep. So nice that warmth. So nice to have him there, feel him so close to his body. Skin against skin. Like they belonged together...

***

Gackt's body moved against him. Stretched leisurely and snuggled closer. A warm mouth came to cover his. Moistt ant and a slick tongue that teased his lips gently.

"Wake up, You..." Gackt whispered and You slowly opened his eyes, parted his lips slightly. Gackt possessed him then; slipped a playful tongue quickly inside his mouth, - and before he knew it You was kissing him back. Pushed against and caressed the intruder. Let their lips meet in a silken touch. The lazy heat from the kiss spread slowly through his body and filled him with a teasing feel of life and hunger.

I need you, he thought absentmindedly and pulled the other closer. Explored his mouth with his tongue. Tasted every inch of it, like he had done a hundred times before. Still so sweet that taste; treacherous and cruel.

I don't want to, he thought and jerked when he felt Gackt's hand play across his stomach. Writhed and moaned when said hand slipped inside the thin satin of his underwear and gently took hold of him.

I wao, ho, he thought and moaned again, this time of shame as he let the other man coax and tease him into undeniable lust and hot desire.

"Please..." He murmured and reddened with shame.

"Hush," Gackt breathed and licked at his throat. You's own hand began moving across his back. Up and down. Softly caressing in circles. With a whimper he gave into the temptation and moved his hands down the beautifully sculpted body to cup Gackt's firm behind. Squeeze it gently and feel the muscles move when Gackt ground his pulsing erection against You's thigh. Left a moist trail of pre-cum on his skin as he moved.

So luscious that body. So strong and smooth. Beautiful...How was he to resist? - Even if he knew it was wrong.

Gackt didn't think so...But Gackt wasn't You...

"I want to fuck you..." Gackt whispered in his ear.

Against his will, it was arousing. Against his will it was...all good. He didn't answer though, just moaned softly and shifted on the bed. Let Gackt climb his body. Claim his mouth in yet another kiss.

His index fingers hooked inside the boxers and tugged. Knowing there was no use in resisting You just lifted his hips obediently. Let the other pull them off.

Their members crossed and moved against each other. You unconsciously parted his legs, gave the other more space.

"Thank you, " Gackt's hands drifted down his sides and stopped to rest on his hips. You took a hold of the other's hips as well, gave in with a deep sigh and pushed his crotch upwards, into closer contact with Gackt's hard flesh. Moved eagerly and met the other's downwards thrusts with his own. Felt so good he could hardly breathe. Just that friction, the arousing heat and feel of the other. His desire so obvious and naked. Deliciously so...

Gackt continued to kiss him...Red, swollen and moist. The most talented pair of lips You had ever known...- Alas they belonged to man...and to his best friend at that...

Gackt's necklace tickled his neck and effectively sidetracked his mind:

"Do you want me to fuck you?" the friend murmured softly against his lips. Waited for a confirmation.

"..Ye-hes!" he burst out in reply. Felt Gackt's finger-rings scratch against his skin as he reached for the night-stand drawer beside them. Scrambled around down there, looking for the half-empty tube of lube. One of those items he tried hard to forget wherehere when Gackt wasn't around, - sleeping in his bed.

He knew he had to keep it though, knew from experience Gackt would use anything at hand as lubrication if he had too . You figured it was bad enough they were doing it at all, he didn't have to increase the shame by letting himself be smeared with facial creams and soap bars.

Now he hissed lowly as the clear gel dribbled down between his buttocks. Spread his legs wider and felt like a whore as he did it. A happy whore though, riding high on the waves of pleasure those clever hands brought forth in him: Touched and caressed him, slipped slender fingers in and out of his body. Brushed that spot; the kernel of it all -as they passed by. His member twitched on his stomach and his hands sought Gackt. Pulled him in, closed the gap between their chests. Needed to...feel that soft, full mouth on his again.

I love you, he thought and met the thrusting fingers with eager hips. My man, his thoughts continued and he punished himself by biting down on his lip till he tasted the coppery tang of blood. Jerked beneath the other's body with a choked outburst of anger.

Gackt's gaze met his knowingly, - calm...He pretended not to see it. Just like he always did. He just...licked blo blood from his lips and continued his lovemaking.

"You know you like it..." he whispered against You's jaw. "Always have..." he continued and engulfed You's erection in his hand, smeared the smooth skin with droplets of warm pre-cum. You writhed on the mattress, the sounds he made created themselves in his throat. Lost all his will in this again. Wanted nothing but...to lay there and be loved by his friend.

"Gackt," an affectionate whisper, a breath of ai

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Gackt's hand traveled all the way down, probing fingers went back to his ente ane and separated the flesh as he used his other hand to guide himself inside. Push his erection all the way down You's depths, force the walls in his body to yield and take Gackt in. Mold around and keep him there; hard and firm in soft, pulsing warmth.

"Oh," he complained softly and closed his eyes. Gackt breathed heavily and leaned down over him again. Kept his hands on You's hips for support, enjoying the moment now, but soon...soon he would move. Take him like ver ver and fill him up with hot, branding sperm. Liquid of shame - salt of regret.

Still the scent and e ofe of it couldn't be anything but sweet...Neither could the sensation when Gackt finally redrew, pulled himself half-way out before quickly slamming back inside.

The feel of the firm erection, the way it moved, brushed against his prostate and made him whimper in longing for relief. Still it wasn't all, it was the scene as well. Being taken by Gackt. Overthrown and vulnerable and utterly loved. Just feeling him inside was arousing. The scent of his body, the feel of his skin as it slid against his own. The way his hair teased and tickled in his face as their struggling bodies entwined. You's legs curled behind Gackt's knees, his arms still held him close and he lifted his hips as much as he could to let the other reach deeper inside. His own penis was achingly hard and pressed between their bodies, got massaged and rubbed every time Gackt moved in or out. They moaned in tandem - no pretence. Just this: Heaving bodies and clutching fingers, bodies that moved forth and back, touched and separated. Pleasure that built and fell in waves of sweet pleasure that coursed through You's body as he held on to the other. Kissed his face, his neck, his mouth in an almost desperate haze. Beyond reason, - beyond shame...

"Touch me," he begged him. "I'm burning."

"I *am* touching you," Gackt whispered with ragged breath. " You are in love with me aren't you?" he added after a while. Something teasing and cold in his voice. Tasted faintly of bitterness. Something angled and sharp and vulnerable.

You opened his eyes lazily, met the deep brown of the other's gaze:

"How?" His body was still moving with Gackt's rhythm. The steady pounding inside made it impossible to think, to be - just feel. -That was all he could focus on.

"I would stay with you, you know...If you'd let me. - I don't need anyone but you..." The beautiful man said while fucking him senseless.

"I know..." He hardly recognized his own voice: Thick and strangled from the effort of handling both Gackt and his own pleasure. "...We'll se..." He added and felt the orgasm rise. Like a snake coiling out and rising it's head.- Ready to snap.

Gackt smiled down at him then, a little disappointed maybe. Something seemed broken and cracked in his eyes. It could be the light though, the dim mist of dawn...He renewed his efforts and slammed roughly into You's body, held in pin place by the hips.

You suddenly convulsed and white semen came pouring out of him. Covered their bellies in slick and warm liquid. He stifled his cry against Gackt's shoulder, bit into and marred the flawless surface with his teeth.
ckt ckt sighed deeply with a strangled sound and suddenly all movement stopped. He lay there completely still on top of him. Every muscle hard and strained against his body. You felt it flood inside: The sticky white pump out of the other in small convulsions. Gackt jerked a little for every new wave, - else he was still. Like carved marble - damp with moisture...

You gave a deep sigh of relief and closed his eyes again. Relaxed against the warm, wet mattress, still with Gackt buried inside of him. Quicsoftsoftening now, soon the fluid would come running out again. Trickle down in the mattress as well. He had to remember to change the sheets he mused dizzily. Wondered if he would sleep alone tonight...

He never had the heart to say no. - Or that's what he always told himself. He knew it was a lie...they both knew it was a lie...

"My beautiful You." It was soft and said with affection. Warm lips came to cover his. Gentle and sweet, filled with the laziness of content aftermath. "We'll wait if you say so," Gackt's melodious voice continued. So gentle now, - filled with sweet fire; honeyed and warm. "..But it'll be," he said with confidence. "You'll see that, my love...It will be in the end, -you and me..."

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