It is written with a twink in the eye. I really wanted to present Yūma's sister Mizki (VY1), and I think she's a pretty cool chick with a similar attitude to Yūma. Usually I find it hard for female characters, but she feels more like a tomboy - so it was okay to write about her.
Something that I also wanted to mention in the story was Yūma's properties as a street punk. I wanted to highlight his stubborn attitude and his fiery temper - and I also wanted to highlight Gakupo's adult like and mature personality that you won't see that often.
There are no pictures in the story so far. The artist behind the latest pictures have ended up in a "slump" in drawing pictures (as I have fallen into the same slump when it comes to writing), so if she will draw pictures for this story in the future I will update them as they get finished, and of course announce it here!
If you like this story, then check the other fanfictions with the same couple in the Story Archive.
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”Mmh! Right there,” Yūma sighed as he moved his hips over Gakupo’s member.
“Is it your good spot?” Gakupo asked with his intoxicating dark voice, and Yūma nodded as he raised his hips slowly and then let them slide down again.
“Yeah… It’s a very good spot,” Yūma said like in a trance with his eyes closed, and Gakupo laughed quietly.
“Hey, don’t disappear from me.”
Yūma opened his eyes a little and looked at the man laying in front of him on the bed. He was riding on top of him with slow motions. It felt nice to take it slow. He could feel everything in detail.
“I’m not disappearing,” he whispered and sighed. “It’s just that you reach so deep inside me like this. It feels incredible. Aah…”
“Yeah… You’re so warm, Yūma.”
“Mmmh…”
Suddenly something banged against the front door and they stopped and stared at each other. The banging continued, and a voice yelled:
“Gakupo-chaaan!”
Yūma got a shocked expression on his face.
“Shit! It’s my sister!”
Gakupo sat up in panic and his movement was so sudden that he accidentally head-butted Yūma on his chin.
“Ow! What a total turn off!” Yūma cried and was pushed off of Gakupo. He fell on his back on the bed and looked at Gakupo who took his dark blue yukata on. Then he threw a dark purple one to Yūma – who didn’t own a yukata or robe because he would rather walk around naked to tease Gakupo.
“Hurry up and put that on!” he said quietly in a panic, and Yūma pulled the robe on without protest. But he was really angry at being disturbed during their fun.
“Heeey! Gakupoooo! Are you home?”
Gakupo pulled Yūma along and fixed his yukata in a hurry and then hurried to the door to open it.
“What do you want, Mizki?” he asked as he opened the door, but to his surprise there stood Mizki, Miku, Kaito, the Kagamine twins, Meiko and Piko.
Before he had time to do anything else Mizki pushed the door open and all the Vocaloids entered the apartment. But when Mizki got inside and saw Yūma’s sour expression she stopped.
“Oh! Hello there, my dear little brother! I didn’t know you were here,” she said and walked up to him to pat him on his head. She was as tall as Yūma when she wore her very high geta.
Yūma didn’t answer. He just stared at her like he wanted to murder her.
Mizki and the other Vocaloids entered the kitchen and stood around the center kitchen counter. Gakupo and Yūma joined them – Gakupo waiting with a confused look on his face, and Yūma just kept staring murderously on his sister.
“So what brings you here?” Gakupo asked quietly, and Mizki smiled and slammed a brochure on the counter.
“We’re going to an onsen resort! I have this friend there who owns it and he said that we all could come to visit for free,” she said. Both Gakupo and Yūma heard it in her voice that it wasn’t a question – it was an order. “I was standing outside your place to tell you this, brother – but you weren’t at home. I never would have guessed that you actually were here,” she then said and stared meaningfully at Yūma.
“What are you implying?” Yūma asked irritated.
“Oh, are you wearing Gakupo’s yukata?” Mizki asked innocently. “That can’t be yours because it a little big - isn’t it? Were you two up to something?”
Yūma kept staring at her with his piercing gaze, and Gakupo began cold sweating.
“Uh… Yūma, don’t…” he began, but didn’t have time to finish it when Yūma said bluntly:
”We were fucking.”
Gakupo facepalmed, Len put his hands over Rin’s ears and Kaito pressed his hands over Len’s ears while he had a shocked expression on his face. Miku got a huge blush and put her hand over her mouth in surprise, Meiko got a nosebleed and Piko giggled. And Mizki…
“Pay up, Miku,” she said and held her hand out to Miku, who sighed and pulled some money out of her dress and pressed them in Mizki’s hand. “I’m sooo sorry for disturbing you two like this but this is an urgent matter. We’re going tomorrow. So what you say?”
Yūma growled like an angry hamster while he still stared at his sister, and Gakupo sighed and dried up the cold sweat on his forehead.
“Well… Why not? What do you say, Yūma?” he said and looked at Yūma, who still didn’t stop staring at his sister.
“I’ll go along if we get the presidential suite with private outdoor onsen,” he said without releasing his sister from his sharp gaze. “As a compensation for disturbing us of course,” he filled in.
Mizki smiled and nodded.
“Deal! Then tomorrow at nine o’clock outside the bus terminal. Don’t forget that, my sweet dear brother and Gakupo. Now we’ll let you have your fun and leave for the day.”
Mizki was like a pack leader for the others who followed her out and waved good bye to Gakupo and Yūma. When they left Gakupo closed the door and locked it, and then he sighed and looked at Yūma who was still pouting. He laughed and walked up to him.
“You’re really something – telling them what we were doing without thinking,” he said and hugged him from behind and caressed Yūma’s neck with the tip of his nose and then buried it into his hair and took a deep breath to fell the smell of Yūma’s hair. It smelled of sweet shampoo. “But I guess it was only for the better. You know I’m a little shy about things like this.”
Yūma sighed and put his arms on top of Gakupo’s which rested around his waist, and he leaned his head against Gakupo’s shoulder and looked at him.
“You are way too shy. But I guess that’s your personality and I don’t really mind it. I love you for who you are,” he said quietly, and Gakupo kissed him and then nibbled his earlobe. “Mm…”
“I love it when you sigh like that. And I love how sensitive your ears are,” Gakupo whispered and licked and sighed in Yūma’s ear. Yūma’s knees was about to give way under him when Gakupo did that, and Gakupo laughed quietly. “You get weak in the knees?” he asked, and Yūma grunted and pulled him free from Gakupo’s arms.
“Stop that,” he sighed and backed away, but Gakupo gave him a playful smile and took some steps closer. Yūma backed right into the wall behind him and came to an abrupt stop. Gakupo’s hands opened Yūma’s yukata and he took a hold of his buttocks and squeezed them hard. Yūma let out a moan. “Aah… Gakupo…”
Gakupo let his finger slide down the crease and to Yūma’s entrance, and he pushed it inside. Yūma moaned again and leaned against Gakupo’s chest and hugged his shoulder with his hands. “It’s still open. Want to end what we were doing?” he asked in Yūma’s ear, and Yūma nodded and sighed.
Gakupo parted his yukata and then put Yūma’s arms around his neck, and then lifted Yūma up with his strong arms under Yūma‘s knees and pushed him against the wall. He moved his hips in place and then searched for Yūma’s opening with the tip of his now hard member, and when he found it he pushed it in with brutal force and Yūma cried out and desperately clung to Gakupo.
“Haaah! Aaah! Oh… Gakupo…” he moaned and panted, and Gakupo kept on plunging hard inside him.
“Does it feel good?” Gakupo asked, and Yūma nodded.
“It feels incredible! You’re so hard. Nnaah!” Yūma cried and kissed him and kept on moaning inside Gakupo’s mouth. “Mmh! Mmmn!”
Gakupo slowed down and Yūma released his lips and leaned his head against the wall and closed his eyes. He always did that when Gakupo took him slowly. It looked like Yūma was getting into a trance when they were moving slowly.
Gakupo chuckled and kissed Yūma throat in front of him and then said quietly when he panted for breath while he kept on moving inside Yūma:
“Now you’re disappearing again.”
“Huh? Mmnh!” Yūma opened his eyes a little and looked at Gakupo with the sexiest look in his eyes that Gakupo had ever seen.
“Damn it, you look so sexy!” Gakupo sighed and pounded faster again. He wanted Yūma to cum and hear his cries.
“Aaah! Ah! W-what…?” Yūma got surprised by Gakupo’s harder thrusts and he clung harder around Gakupo’s neck. He panted and moaned desperately and soon he felt how his body began to shake and he climaxed while crying out loudly. “Aaaagh!”
Gakupo kept on thrusting and Yūma’s body didn’t stop shaking. Yūma felt like the climax would never stop and he whimpered and limply clung to Gakupo with tears in his eyes.
“P-please stop! It’s too much! Nngh!” Yūma cried. “Let me blow you.”
“You sure?” Gakupo asked, and Yūma nodded desperately.
“I want your candy,” he whispered as he was about to lose his breath because of the intense pleasure.
Gakupo let him down and Yūma instantly fell to his knees in front of Gakupo and licked his member. Gakupo didn’t wait for Yūma to take it into his mouth. He was so hot at the moment that he pushed it brutally inside Yūma’s mouth that Yūma hit his head against the wall behind him.
“Mmh!” Yūma complained and sighed, and when Gakupo began moving his hips Yūma accepted the big hard member inside his mouth and gave the control over to Gakupo.
Gakupo kept on thrusting inside Yūma’s mouth and at times he deep throated him. Yūma’s tears fell to his cheeks when he was forced to take the member down his throat, but he didn’t complain. When he felt a twitch in Gakupo’s member he pushed the man’s hips away a little to take control of the situation to accept Gakupo’s semen. He took a hold of Gakupo’s member and jerked it off while he sucked at the tip. Then he heard Gakupo moan out loud and he felt how his mouth was filled with a salty fluid. Some of the fluid dripped out from between the lips and when Gakupo had emptied himself Yūma tasted the semen inside his mouth and feasted on the taste. He swallowed it slowly and then licked his lips to clean them.
“Your candy tastes so good,” Yūma sighed and wipe the semen from his chin with his finger and sucked it clean. “I want more.”
Yūma took a hold of Gakupo’s member and sucked on it again. He made it clean and sucked at the tip to empty it.
“If you want more I can give it to you in a little while. I just have to rest a little,” Gakupo panted and looked down at Yūma who still was on his knees in front of him.
“But I want it now,” Yūma whispered with his lustful voice and he licked at Gakupo’s almost soft member. “Pretty please?” He licked all over it and teased the tip with his tongue. It began to grow hard again.
“Damn it!” Gakupo took a hold of Yūma’s head and pushed his member inside his mouth, and Yūma resigned himself to the man to use him as he pleased.
When morning came Gakupo woke Yūma up with Yūma making a lot of resistance. He wanted to stay in bed but Gakupo managed to persuade him up. They met with the other Vocaloids at the bus terminal and they jumped onboard a bus that would drive them to the resort. Yūma was very tired because he had to go up early, and he fell asleep in Gakupo’s arms. Gakupo patted him through his hair and sung a quiet melody that almost sounded like a lullaby. The whole bus got quiet as they listened to Gakupo singing, and a peaceful atmosphere spread inside the bus - and when they finally arrived everybody woke up from the sweet intoxication of Gakupo’s soft voice.
“Wake up, sleeping princess,” Gakupo said quietly into Yūma’s ear and kissed and caressed him. Yūma opened his eyes and yawned. Then he took a look around through the bus window. “We’re here,” Gakupo announced and Yūma yawned again and stretched himself.
“I’m too tired. Carry me,” he mumbled, and Gakupo got up from the seat in a protest and Yūma lost the warm embrace which he had leaned against, and fell down from the seat to the bus floor. “Hey!” He looked angrily up at Gakupo.
“I’m not carrying you. I spoil you enough as it is!” Gakupo scolded, and Yūma muttered and stood up. “Come now and don’t be such a baby.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Yūma muttered and stepped out from the bus. But when he did he noticed that Meiko, Mizki and Rin were staring at him. “What are you staring at?” he asked and gave them the evil eye.
The girls just giggled and took their luggage and walked up to the entrance to the big mansion that stood before them. Kaito came up to Yūma and whispered: “They were drooling all over you and Gakupo inside the bus.”
“What?!”
Gakupo put his arm around Yūma’s shoulders and nuzzled his hair.
“They were giggling and turning around on their seats while you slept in my arms. You really slept like a baby the whole way,” he said and then kissed Yūma’s hair.
“I did not!” Yūma looked at Gakupo next to him with a sour look on his face, and Gakupo just laughed.
Piko came up to them and said with a quiet voice:
“Gakupo’s voice is really soothing. The whole bus was about to fall asleep.”
Gakupo chuckled and looked meaningfully at Yūma.
“And there you have it. You slept like a baby.”
“I’ll make you sleep like a baby right here if you don’t shut up!” Yūma growled and threatened Gakupo with his fist.
Gakupo just laughed and took a hold of his and Yūma’s luggage and walked up to the entrance too. There they met a woman and eight men with uniforms that worked at the resort inn, and they were shown to their rooms after checking in. As Yūma had requested he and Gakupo got the finest room at the inn.
“Woah! Look at this!” Yūma exclaimed and ran inside the room. “We have our own outdoor bath! And we have a little garden of our own too! What’s in the mini bar?” He opened the bar. “Shit, we can have a party!”
Gakupo sighed with a laugh and shook his head. He watched while Yūma ran around and inspected the whole room. They had a big bedroom with a king-sized bed, and they had their own gym and a living room with a huge TV.
“Hey, Gakupo! Look at this! It’s almost as tall as I am!” Yūma said and stood next to the TV.
“You really are childish at times, you know that?” Gakupo chuckled, and Yūma’s cheeks blushed and he stomped up to Gakupo to take a hold of his cheeks and stretch them.
“What did you say?” he grumbled, and Gakupo tried to free himself.
“Chalm down, Hyuuma! I wash hyust hyoking!” Yūma let go of his cheeks and Gakupo instantly put his arms around him and hugged him close. “I really love you. And thank you for coming with me here,” he then whispered.
Yūma put his arms around his back and hugged him back. He whispered back that he loved Gakupo too, and then they stood there for a while until someone knocked on the door. They let go of each other and when Gakupo opened the door a girl stood there and bowed respectably.
“I would like to inform you that lunch is served in an hour. You’ll be joining the head of the resort together with your friends in the private dining room number four. Thank you for your time,” she said and Gakupo nodded and bowed back.
“Thank you for informing us.” The girl left and he closed the door. Then he looked at Yūma. “Shall we change into the yukata?” he asked, and Yūma nodded.
The yukata they got from the inn were wine red. They got two sets each. It was a really unusual color for men’s yukata. At the bottom of the yukata there were decorations of dark leaves and the obi was an even darker red than the yukata. As Gakupo was finished dressing and he turned around to look at Yūma, he lost his breath. Yūma looked incredibly handsome in the wine red yukata. His skin looked even paler than usual and it had a very attractive luster to it.
“You look amazing in that!” Gakupo exclaimed and Yūma got a blush on his cheeks and looked away.
“I’m not a girl who needs praise for what she’s wearing,” he mumbled, and Gakupo laughed and walked up to him. “Help me with the obi. I have no idea what to do with it,” Yūma then said, and Gakupo took the obi and turned Yūma around to fasten it around his waist.
“This color really brings out the luster in your skin and hair. It really suits you. I wish I could see you wearing this at home too,” he said and finished the traditional simple knot on the obi.
“I hate wearing these things. They are too open and boring,” Yūma complained, and Gakupo took a hold of his shoulders and turned him around.
“You should appreciate the simplicity of a yukata. They are made to make you feel comfortable and relaxed. But then again – you’re good at relaxing already,” he said and gave Yūma a kiss. “But you look really sexy in it. It makes me want to tear it all off,” he then whispered, and Yūma pulled back from him.
“We are going to eat lunch in less than an hour. I don’t want to go out there with a boner, so stop talking like that,” Yūma said and didn’t stand to look Gakupo in the eyes. He was still blushing.
Gakupo smiled and took a hold of Yūma’s waist and pulled him close. That was when he realized something.
“You’re not wearing the fundoshi?” Gakupo asked, and Yūma blushed.
“I … don’t know how to put that on either…” he mumbled, and Gakupo chuckled and kissed him.
“Shall I teach you how?” he asked, and the same moment when Yūma looked up at him in a panic he felt how Gakupo pushed him down on the floor and opened his yukata again. He took the fundoshi piece and laid it over Yūma’s stomach. “First you do like this,” he murmured next to Yūma’s ear.
“Nngh… Stop that! We’re going to have lunch soon!” Yūma protested and tried to push Gakupo off of him, but Gakupo didn’t budge. Instead he caressed Yūma’s waist with a light touch that gave Yūma goose bumps.
“Then you pull the lower end between your legs behind you, like this,” Gakupo continued and put the cloth over Yūma’s crotch with one hand and then smoothly pushed the end of the cloth under Yūma’s buttocks and pulled it firmly.
“Aah! Hey! That feels weird,” Yūma sighed and squeezed the yukata on Gakupo’s shoulders with his hands.
“Does it feel good?” Gakupo purred in Yūma’s ear, and Yūma sighed heavily and closed his eyes. “Then you twist it together behind your back like this,” Gakupo then continued and pulled it tighter.
“Mmh! Stop…” Yūma moaned.
“Does it feel good to have it between your legs and in your ass?” Gakupo smiled with an evil smile.
“You’re horrible!” Yūma’s cried and Gakupo chuckled and kissed him sweetly. Yūma’s breaths were hot and soft against Gakupo’s cheeks as their lips parted.
“Then you take the top part and usually you pull it back behind you too, but I won’t do that on you,” Gakupo whispered, and Yūma opened his eyes and looked at him with protesting glare.
“Why’s that?” he asked, and Gakupo smiled.
“It’ll be easier to take it off later tonight if we let it stay like this.”
“Asshole!” Yūma pushed Gakupo off of him and stood up. His cheek’s burned and his eyes were hot.
“Yūma, are you hot?” Gakupo asked and stood up to pull Yūma close and hugged him tight.
“Don’t touch me,” Yūma sighed but felt how Gakupo’s hand wandered down his torso and into the fundoshi and took a hold of his member. “Nngh! No! It’ll get dirty!”
Gakupo moved his hand and kissed Yūma’s neck while Yūma panted. “Shall I open it a little to let you cum?” he whispered, and Yūma nodded in silence. Gakupo smiled in victory and opened the fundoshi a little and then pushed Yūma against the wall and dropped down on his knees. “You’re really hard,” he chuckled and met Yūma’s protesting stare.
“You really are horrible,” Yūma sighed.
Gakupo chuckled again and took Yūma’s hardness into his mouth. He sucked on it and tasted Yūma’s sweet nectar. He sucked harder to finish it quick before they should go to lunch, and Yūma panted louder and moved his hips.
“Mmh! Aahh! Oh…”
Gakupo continued and Yūma’s whole body shook. He was so sensitive, and Gakupo loved it. He sucked and licked it while listened to Yūma’s moans, and then Yūma cried out and came into Gakupo’s mout.
“Haah… Damn you,” Yūma sighed and slid his back against the wall and collapsed to the floor.
”It felt good, didn’t it?” Gakupo smiled and tightened Yūma’s fundoshi again. “I’ll help you with the obi again. Can you stand up?” he asked, and Yūma did as he was told and got up from the floor. Gakupo stood up too and closed Yūma’s yukata and then did his obi.
“Now, shall we go to lunch?,” he asked, and Yūma sighed and collected himself a little.
“Yeah. But I feel a little weak in the knees,” Yūma answered and pulled his fingers through his hair.
Gakupo smiled and put on his geta. Yūma followed his example and together they left the room and walked past the corridors. They met Mizki in a violet yukata together with Meiko and Rin.
“Oh, little brother! You look so handsome in that!” Mizki exclaimed and put her hands against Yūma’s cheeks. “I should ask my friend to let you take that yukata home with you so Gakupo can see you in it more often!”
“Stop that, you crazy chick!” Yūma sighed and pushed her hands away. “I don’t like it. I’m wearing it just because Gakupo told me too.”
Rin and Meiko let out a small squeal, and Mizki leaned forward and whispered: “They can’t stop talking about your relationship. You should hear all the things they say.”
Yūma shook his head. “I don’t want to hear it.” Then he marched past them to go to the dining room, and the others followed. There they met Kaito, Len and Piko who already sat at the traditional small tables on the floor.
Continues in Part 2 (Klick to read!)
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