Play List Challenge -- "The Entertainer" (Gravitation, Shuichi)
Title: Tease
Song Prompt: “The Entertainer” - Billy Joel
Fandom: Gravitation
Pairing: None; focuses on Shuichi
Rating: R, for a naughty stage performance.
Something happens to Shuichi when he gets on the stage.
Hiro isn’t sure what it is. He just knows it’s not the same Shuichi who always pretended to be sick to get out of Sex Ed.
Maiko isn’t sure what it is. She just knows it’s not the same Shuichi who passed out from blood loss the first time he saw a Playboy.
Eiri isn’t sure what it is. He just knows it’s not the same Shuichi who still manages to blush when he refers to their coital activities as “doing it”.
Their Shuichi becomes someone else’s Shuichi on the stage, with the multi-colored lights. Hair and body glitter. Kohl mascara. Tight clothing that hugs in the right places. Boots that make a person think they should be tied down to a bed with the threat of being whipped. Bare midriff and the slightest hint of what lies below the low-slung shorts, just enough to tease, just enough to drive them mad.
He moves to the music with a skill that no one knew he had; those closest to him suspect it’s the result of hours of watching Ryuichi Sakuma behind his locked bedroom door. His fingers curl around the base of the microphone, as he brings his mouth close enough to lick the tip. He winks, an impish smile tugging at his lips while he sings the word “spicy”. He pulls the stand closer like it’s an accident, but he knows what he’s doing when he snaps his hips forward and grinds.
He’s on fire and the audience can feel the heat blossoming in their cheeks, pooling in their groins. Shuichi knows it, and he loves it, and his hips sway in the most tantalizing way as his fingers abandon the microphone to run through his hair and down the curve of his neck as his head tilts back and he thrusts forward and it should be illegal.
But he doesn’t stop. And the music pumps louder and the lyrics get saucier and his fingers get riskier, trailing down his chest to palm his stomach until the tips disappear under the line of his shorts, and as the girls scream, Shuichi laughs, and the music ends and the lights go out.
Song Prompt: “The Entertainer” - Billy Joel
Fandom: Gravitation
Pairing: None; focuses on Shuichi
Rating: R, for a naughty stage performance.
Something happens to Shuichi when he gets on the stage.
Hiro isn’t sure what it is. He just knows it’s not the same Shuichi who always pretended to be sick to get out of Sex Ed.
Maiko isn’t sure what it is. She just knows it’s not the same Shuichi who passed out from blood loss the first time he saw a Playboy.
Eiri isn’t sure what it is. He just knows it’s not the same Shuichi who still manages to blush when he refers to their coital activities as “doing it”.
Their Shuichi becomes someone else’s Shuichi on the stage, with the multi-colored lights. Hair and body glitter. Kohl mascara. Tight clothing that hugs in the right places. Boots that make a person think they should be tied down to a bed with the threat of being whipped. Bare midriff and the slightest hint of what lies below the low-slung shorts, just enough to tease, just enough to drive them mad.
He moves to the music with a skill that no one knew he had; those closest to him suspect it’s the result of hours of watching Ryuichi Sakuma behind his locked bedroom door. His fingers curl around the base of the microphone, as he brings his mouth close enough to lick the tip. He winks, an impish smile tugging at his lips while he sings the word “spicy”. He pulls the stand closer like it’s an accident, but he knows what he’s doing when he snaps his hips forward and grinds.
He’s on fire and the audience can feel the heat blossoming in their cheeks, pooling in their groins. Shuichi knows it, and he loves it, and his hips sway in the most tantalizing way as his fingers abandon the microphone to run through his hair and down the curve of his neck as his head tilts back and he thrusts forward and it should be illegal.
But he doesn’t stop. And the music pumps louder and the lyrics get saucier and his fingers get riskier, trailing down his chest to palm his stomach until the tips disappear under the line of his shorts, and as the girls scream, Shuichi laughs, and the music ends and the lights go out.