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Morning Wake Up Call	By : Elysia Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > S.K.I.N. Views: 2060 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of S.K.I.N. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-Morning Wake Up Call
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In honor of S.K.I.N. I have decided to write some love.
Since no one else has I feel it my duty. Enjoy.
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The phone rang. The lump under the bed only groaned softly and reached out for it pulling the receiver under the covers with him. “Hello?”
“Gackt? Are you still in bed?” Yoshiki’s voice was wide awake on the other side.
“Was out late. Go away.” Gackt answered mumbling.
“You’ll have a guest in a few get up. I gave him your key.” Yoshiki replied.
“Too early.” Gackt protested.
“Get up.” Yoshiki demanded and hung up the phone.
Gackt only dropped the phone on the floor and went back to sleep.
Busy signal. Great. So if Yoshiki did call him he left the phone off the hook. And since the man so loved his privacy there wasn’t even a servant to put the phone back on the hook for it to ring. Miyavi mentally cursed. He would just have to use the key Yoshiki gave him.
He looked at the house after hanging up his phone. He had wanted to make sure Gackt was awake. Even if it was only six a.m. He sighed and grabbed his bag off of the motorcycle and walked up the front stairs.
He had been a guest in Gackt’s home before so was not really surprised to find the utter cleanliness behind the front door. He simply to off his boots (Gackt would kill if there were foot prints on the floor) and made himself at home.
After about ten minutes of boredom he decided to go wake up his host. Miyavi quietly walked up the stairs and down the hall to the last door. The door wasn’t locked nor did it creak when he opened it. He let himself in then closed and after a thought locked the door behind him.
Gackt could be seen lying in his huge four post bed. It was actually the same spot he and Sugizo dumped him after the round of drinks last night. Gackt had proven to be a light weight and unable to drink the large quantities that Sugizo and Miyavi consumed.
Gackt must have gotten up in the middle of the night because Miyavi was sure he dumped him in bed fully clothed, but all the clothes were now on the floor. Miyavi grinned wicked to himself. What better way to wake up?
He silently (and being Miyavi that was difficult) stripped out of his clothes and climb under the sheets with Gackt. He wrapped around Gackt and pressed against his back cuddling.
“Yo, Gackt.” He whispered in the older man’s ear flicking his tongue against the ear with the words.
Gackt didn’t respond. Didn’t even move.
Miyavi pouted just a little. Being ignored was not something he was use to. “Gackt.” He murmured again trailing his arm around the man and caressing the plains of his abdomen.
“Sleeping,” it was a barely audible response.
“Well wake up.” Miyavi moved his hand up and gently pinched a nipple.
“Not yet.” Again barely audible.
Miyavi sighed. He would NOT be ignored. He moved his hand all the way back down and lightly played with Gackt’s penis. Morning wood was common, but if he could get Gackt to notice something just a little more painful.
“Miyavi stop.” It was murmured in protest.
“No.” Miyavi bite gently on the ear and at the same this squeezed the now attentive Gackt hard.
Gackt groaned softly and turned to face Miyavi. His sleepy blue eyes were half lidded and he looked thoroughly upset. “I told you to stop.”
“Miyavi pouted. “I won’t be ignored.”
“Obviously.” Gackt stated slightly amused. He crushed his mouth down on Miyavi’s and rolled on top of him. Settling in between his legs.
Miyavi moaned into Gackt’s mouth as Gackt rubbed all his wonderfulness against him.
“Tell me what you want Miyavi.” Gackt whispered against his lips.
“Attention.” Miyavi arched his hips against Gackt rubbing their erections together and making the older man shivered. “I don’t like being ignored.” Miyavi breathed against Gackt’s mouth before sucking the lower lip and nipping gently. Miyavi’s hands ran down Gackt’s back caressing the smooth muscles and rested on the smooth skin of his ass.
Gackt let Miyavi kiss him. While Miyavi held the kiss he wrapped a hand around Miyavi’s erection and unmercifully teased him with barely frictioned strokes.
“Gackt…” Miyavi let go of the kiss and arched into Gackt’s hand. “Stop teasing.” His voice was breathless.
Gackt ignored his request and kept the pressure light as he kissed down Miyavi’s neck and down across his tattooed chest. His mouth played gently with a nipple causing Miyavi to moan and buck with pleasure.
“Gackt please…” Miyavi’s begging was music to his ears.
“Reach into the stand.” Gackt said against Miyavi’s chest. “You know what you’re looking for.”
Gackt kissed down Miyavi’s belly as Miyavi reached for the stand. Miyavi’s hand faltered in its search when Gackt dipped his tongue into his belly button and mimicked the action soon approaching. His free hand tangled in Gackt’s hair.
“The bottle Miyavi.” Gackt reminded.
“Right.” Miyavi’s voice was shaky and strained.
Gackt continued to move further down and nipped the tip of Miyavi’s erection just as Miyavi’s hand closed around the bottle he was looking for. Miyavi cried out and bucked against Gackt’s mouth. Gackt did no more then that. He sat up and took the bottle gently from Miyavi’s clenched hand.
“You're a fucking tease.” Miyavi groaned out and wrapped his legs around Gackt’s waist pulling him closer.
Gackt meanwhile had his hand covered in sweet smelling oil. “You want to see teasing?”
He slid his hand between Miyavi’s cheeks and ran a finger around the entrance. Miyavi whimpered and arched against his hand.
“Gackt.” Miyavi said only his name.
Gackt torturously slowly entered that one finger into Miyavi. Miyavi pushed against his hand.
“Stop playing Gackt.” Miyavi begged.
Gackt entered a second finger just as slowly as the first. Miyavi whimpered and grew frustrated. He jerked suddenly, unexpectedly and rolled the position so he was straddling Gackt.
“Something wrong?” Gackt asked.
Miyavi didn’t answer. He just crushed his mouth down on Gackt’s and sat into Gackt’s erection pulling him in, in one motion.
Gackt moaned into Miyavi’s mouth as Miyavi’s body fisted around him. Miyavi filled with impatience set the pace hard and fast. Gackt’s hands were fisted on Miyavi’s hips and Miyavi’s hands tangled in Gackt’s hair holding him against his mouth. There would be bruises on Miyavi but he didn’t care.
Gackt forced himself deeper even as Miyavi drove them both to madness. It wasn’t enough for Gackt. Removing a hand from Miyavi’s hip he tangled in into the long hair and yanked. It was enough to have Miyavi thrown back and off of Gackt. Gackt using the hand in his hair force Miyavi on his knees and thrust back into him. Miyavi wailed in ecstasy when Gackt hit his prostate on the first thrust.
Gackt’s free hand wrapped around Miyavi’s erection and pumped him in the same frenzy that he was being fucked in. Miyavi was panting and moaning in elation. He was pushing back against Gackt even as Gackt was slamming back into him and when Gackt’s wonderfully long elegant fingers wrapped around him he couldn’t take the pressure anymore. He ejaculated on a high wail covering the bed in semen. Gackt groaned when Miyavi tightened around him and gave in to his orgasm. They both collapsed on the now very messy sheets.
Gackt didn’t bother to remove himself from Miyavi and Miyavi couldn’t move with dead weight Gackt on top.
“Gackt?” Miyavi asked.
“Sleeping.” Gackt muttered barely audible. “Come back in a few hours.”
Miyavi sighed. With Gackt sprawled on top of him in dead weight there’d be no moving him. He gave in and went to sleep.
AN: Crappy I know. But still in all it is a hot couple. Please leave comments, concerns, flames… whatever is your fancy. Baring if you wish not to type. Rate my stuff.
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