Hello again! Thank you so much for reading Addicted to Shuichi. This is my final chapter! It's probably not the ending I was hoping for but I really did not want to drag this any longer. I fear that I would not be able to update on a regular basis if I prolong this fiction, not to mention I am running out of ideas already.

Thank you for all your support and kind reviews. Over 900 reviews! I couldn't be more humbled. Thank you so much! I'd like to thank DxInsider, WarriorNun, KyouyaxCloud, Fedski, Shadowfox13, proton7 and shontaysmith233 for reviewing! Thank you!

To KensyEcho, again I couldn't thank you enough for helping me with this chapter. This final chapter is dedicated to you! (Hugs)

I changed the ratings to M since this chapter is mostly PWP (Is it Plot What Plot or Porn Without Plot?) Either, this chapter contains sexual scenes. I am lousy at writing lemons so please forgive me if the sexual scenes are not up to your expectations. To tell the truth, I was literally burning in shame when I wrote this.

So, please enjoy!

It was dark when Shuichi woke up. Stifling a yawn, he tried to snuggle closer to his lover. To his surprise, he found himself bound. He strained his eyes in the dark but the moonlight from the window did not offer much; he noticed apart from being stark naked with both hands bound above his head, he couldn't see anything.

"Yuki." Shuichi's voice was hoarse.

When silence greeted him, he shouted. "YUKI!"

"Shuichi?"

Shuichi's eyes sprinted to the door where the voice came from and saw the silhouette of his lover leaning against the door. He couldn't see Yuki's face but he could feel the older man was looking at him very intensely.

"Yuki? What's going on? Why am I being tied up?"

His lover walked closer to him. When he was finally illuminated against the moonlight, Shuichi gasped. It wasn't his Yuki. It was Eiji; Eiji was staring at him with lustful intentions. Fear paralyzed Shuichi when he saw his former manager reached both his hands out. Shaking his head, Shuichi sobbed as he begged the man to stay away from him.

His cries were ignored as greedy hands continued to touch his naked chest, travelling lower until he reached his hips.

"No, please!" Shuichi struggled against the restraints.

Eiji did not heed his pleas and merely smiled at the singer. Gently, he traced his fingers along Shuichi's thighs, moving them higher.

Shuichi tried to kick but his legs betrayed him, refusing to answer to his commands. Eiji's hands were all over him, crawling like spiders along his icy cold skin. Eiji took time to touch Shuichi, long lean fingers stroking his half erected manhood. Shuichi tried to call, tried to shout but he was so paralyzed with fear that no voice came out.

All of a sudden, Eiji's hands left him. Before Shuichi could breathe out in relief, those disgusting hands were on him again, this time closing on his throat, choking him. Shuichi sama, Eiji called him.

Shuichi mustered one final breathe and shouted, "YUKI!"

Yuki had just fallen asleep next to Shuichi when he heard his lover shouted for help. He sat up immediately and noticed the occupant next to him had his arms stretched out, flinging hopelessly in the air as though as he was trying to push someone away. He kicked his legs wildly as he sobbed, begging it to be stopped.

"Shuichi!" Yuki slapped the boy gently on his face.

"YUKI!"

Yuki froze when he heard his name. Alarmed, he slapped the boy harder. "Wake up, Shuichi!"

Shuichi fought him, gasping for air like a drowning man yet he refused to wake up from the dream. Yuki was at the verge of pressing his mouth on Shuichi to give him air when the singer finally opened his eyes, clawing out from his nightmare. Two hazel orbs stared at Yuki before fat tears slid down his cheeks.

"Yuki!" He clung to the novelist.

Shuichi wrapped his arms around the his lover, breathing in Yuki's scent. "It felt so real, he was touching me everywhere! He … he tried to -, " Shuichi trembled.

Yuki tightened his hold around his lover, tempered flared. When he rescued Shuichi from the Eiji, he never thought it would affect the singer so badly. If he could somehow foresee this, Yuki swore that he would not hesitate to use the gun he kept in his study and put a hole between Eiji's eyes.

"You need to sleep, brat." Yuki said gently as he patted Shuichi's back like a child.

Shuichi shook his head. "I can't. I see him whenever I close my eyes."

"Think of something else. Bad Luck, Nittle Grasper," Yuki suggested.

Shuichi untangled his arms from Yuki and looked at his lover. "I….. tried but the nightmare returns the minute I fall asleep. God, I'm so tired." Shuichi rubbed his eyes with the edge of his palms, holding back a sob.

Yuki sighed. He pulled Shuichi's hands away from his face, leaned over and kissed him gently. "I can help you sleep."

Shuichi gave a weak smile. "How?"

"Exercising."

Shuichi actually smiled for the first time. "Sex as sedative?"

Eyebrows raised, Yuki smirked before answering, "If you say so."

Placing both hands around his lover's neck, Shuichi whispered, "Make love to me, Yuki. Make me forget."

Yuki did not need a second invitation. He crushed his mouth on Shuichi and darted his tongue out, demanding entry from his young lover. Shuichi opened his mouth almost immediately to allow Yuki in. Their kiss was gentle, slow and sweet. They kissed for a while before Yuki pulled away to rest his back on the bed frame. Pulling Shuichi to him, he made the boy straddled him. Personally, he preferred Shuichi writhing beneath him, begging for his touches but he knew Shuichi needed to feel controlled at the moment; he need to erase the bad experience, to stop the nightmares from haunting him.

Placing both hands on Shuichi's cheeks, he drew him closer and kissed the singer again. Yuki's hands fell from his lover's face to travel lower to Shuichi's teddy bear pajamas. He unbuttoned the shirt slowly, popping the buttons one by one in a painstakingly slow movement.

When Yuki made it to the final button, it was Shuichi who pulled pajamas away impatiently. The singer undressed himself hastily before struggling to pull Yuki's black V-neck shirt and pants away. When he fumbled with his pants, Yuki helped by pushing them off and flung the clothes across the room, not caring where it landed.

Shuichi's hands trembled as he slid them around Yuki's neck. His lover cooperated by nudging him forward before capturing Shuichi's lips with his own. Shuichi moaned and Yuki took the opportunity to slip his tongue into his lover's sweet cavern.

Slowly, Shuichi broke the kiss. He pressed butterfly kisses on Yuki's neck before continuing his journey lower to Yuki's chest, stomach and finally his erected manhood. Shuichi inhaled the familiar musky scent—Yuki's scent—and found himself oddly comfortable with it, a reason he could hardly comprehend.

Shuichi darted his tongue out, licking the tip of Yuki's shaft slowly before taking the entire length in his mouth. Shuichi bobbed his head, slowly at first then increased his speed. He choked and gagged a few times as Yuki is rather large compared to his, but he didn't let it bother him.

Yuki's panted slightly as he gazed at his young lover lustfully. Just when he thought he would explode, Shuichi pulled away, much to Yuki's annoyance. He fixed his eyes on Shuichi and the singer challenged him by staring back. Eyes locking at Yuki, Shuichi ran his tongue at the side of the length where the vein is, licking it from the tip to the base and the motion was repeated. Taking all his willpower not to throw Shuichi on all fours and bury himself deep into him, Yuki guided his lover up and made him lie on his back.

He repeated Shuichi's foreplay, only he was more masterful. Before long, Shuichi was moaning shamelessly as Yuki sucked him. Sensing he was near climax, Shuichi grabbed Yuki's hair, trying to stop him from sucking too hard or fast but Yuki refused to let go. Within a short moment, Shuichi's hips jerk and he came into Yuki's mouth.

"Yuki, I'm sorry! I didn't mean…" Shuichi nearly cried in horror.

Yuki wiped the corners of his mouth with his thumb and kissed him. "Shhh" was all he said. He proceeded to lick Shuichi's puckered opening before gently inserting a finger in it. Shuichi stiffened at first but learnt to adapt quickly.

"Yuki please. Just enter me!" Shuichi begged, trashing his head from side to side.

"No, it's too soon. You have to be prepared or I'll hurt you," Yuki slowly added a second digit into Shuichi's tight hole.

The pleasure was too intense. "Ugh! Yuki! I can't wait, please!"

Yuki smirked. "Patience, my little kitten." He added a third finger and found his pleasure spot where he rubbed over it, causing the younger man to scream out in pleasure.

"Yuki, please!" Shuichi begged again. He reached out, trying to pull Yuki's hands away but failed miserably.

The foreplay was long and slow. When Yuki was sure that Shuichi was ready, he removed his fingers and positioned himself above him. He lifted the younger man's legs and slowly pushed his aroused member inside Shuichi.

Shuichi's eyes shot open when he felt Yuki's hardened cock pushed into him. Yuki was right to prepare him first; he was huge! Sensing his lover's discomfort, Yuki stilled, allowing Shuichi to get use to his length inside him before moving slowly.

"Onegai, Yuki. Move!"

Yuki complied and pushed his shaft all the way to the hilt. He pulled back, almost to the tip and rammed it into Shuichi again. He repeated the movement for a few times, allowing Shuichi to feel his length completely before he began to move at a rhythmic pace.

"Shuichi, it feels so good to be inside you," Yuki gritted out in lust but his lover did not reply. Eyes closed, mouth half opened, Shuichi was drowning in the pool of sensation.

As if it wasn't enough, Yuki brought Shuichi's legs together and placed them above his shoulders, thrusting deeper into the singer. There was an unexplainable urge to mark Shuichi as his and show to the rest of the world that Shindou Shuichi, the pink haired brat was his and his alone. In a weird, twisted way, he wished Eiji was present to witness their lovemaking so the bastard could see that Shuichi only reacted to him and no one else.

"Ah.. more, Yuki!" Shuichi demanded.

Yuki pulled out suddenly and flipped Shuichi's position so he was once again straddling him. He kissed him on his lips and whispered, "Ride me, Shuichi."

Shuichi needn't to be told twice. Still very much aroused, he climbed onto Yuki and impaled himself onto the blonde's length. He rode furiously, like a sex deprived man. Yuki placed his hands on each of Shuichi's buttocks, squeezing them as he encouraged his lover to ride faster.

"To-touch me," Shuichi's demanded.

Yuki obliged; his right hand left Shuichi's delectable ass to his aroused member. Yuki wrapped it around his large palms, stroking it gently at first then increased his speed. His other hand sneaked up to pinch Shuichi's perky nipple, causing the boy to moan louder.

"Yuki, ah… I can't! I am about to…" the singer panted.

Yuki tightened his grip on Shuichi's cock. "No, don't. Let's do it together."

"Ah…Yuki, please!"

Yuki answered his lover's pleas by thrusting upwards. Drowning in ecstasy, Shuichi closed his eyes as he continued to ride his blonde lover harder, faster. When Shuichi felt Yuki's breath labored, he knew his lover was close.

Yuki's hand left his nipple and touched the singer's face. "Shuichi, look at me."

Shuichi's eyes shot opened. He gazed at Yuki's beautiful golden eyes who stared right back at his as he rode his lover faster.

"Now, Yuki….NOW!" Shuichi screamed as he climaxed. Yuki came at the precise moment, shooting his essence into Shuichi.

Shuichi panted heavily as collapsed on his lover. Energy spent and sated, Shuichi's eyes finally felt heavy before he dozed off, not caring Yuki's length was still buried deep inside him.

Yuki smiled. He carefully pulled the sleeping boy away from him and laid him on the bed. He cleaned him up using a wet cloth before covering his naked body with the warm duvet cover. He slid into the covers and scrutinized him sleeping, looking for disturbing signs that his lover might be having a bad dream.

Yuki honestly didn't know how long would it take for Shuichi to free himself from the nightmare; he didn't think it would happen anytime so soon. But for now, Yuki would keep his Shuichi near, safe and protected.

Well, well.. what do you know? The great Yuki Eiri has finally fallen. Fallen in love and tamed by an annoying pink haired brat with zero talent. Yuki almost laughed aloud with that thought.

He stared at Shuichi's again before gently brushing away the bangs that covered his eyes. When he was sure that Shuichi was finally getting the sleep he needed, Yuki allowed himself to close his eyes.

Outside, the dawn broke.

Meanwhile, at Tokyo Central Police Station

Eiji Tono sat alone in the cramped cell. Draped in the ugly prison garb, he stared at the single picture he managed to smuggle in. Shuichi sama, Eiji smiled. He kissed the photo and lay down on the futon mattress as he looked at a smiling Shindou Shuichi posing with a peace sign.

Carefully, he placed the photo beneath his pillow and patted it gently. He sat up, cross legged and rested his chin on his palm. His demeanor changed instantly. Yuki Eiri, you stole Shuichi sama from me. Just wait, I will have my revenge when I'm out.

Eiji laughed loudly and began to formulate his perfect crime.

Owari!

Thank you again for reading Addicted to Shuichi! (bows). Damn, suddenly I feel like crying.

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