Garden Variety by scheherezhad
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue.
Summary: Earth Day fic, sequel to "Little Bunny Yuu-Yuu."
Author's notes: April, dear, you should really learn to quit saying never. Earth Day fic exists now, so ha. Oh, and happy birthday. : )
Author's notes part two: It was really, really hard not to make a joke about "plowing" in the summary. Just so you know.
Feedback: Please. Praise me, criticise me, outright flame me. I don't care; I just want to know what you think. scheherezhad@yahoo.com

Yusuke frowned and glanced at his watch again as he unlocked Kurama's door. They were supposed to have met half an hour ago for lunch, but Kurama hadn't shown up. After waiting for a good twenty minutes, Yusuke had given up and headed for Kurama's apartment.

"Hey, you here, fox-boy?" he called. No answer came. "Dumb fox. Where'd you go?"

He didn't hear the shower running, and his lover wasn't in the bedroom. Leaning against the back of the sofa, he sighed, wondering what he was going to do now. Just as he was ready to give up and leave, he had a flash of insight and knew where Kurama was.

Yusuke left the apartment, relocking the door behind him, and went up to the building's roof. Passing from the stairwell back into daylight, he looked around the lush garden that Kurama had raised over the past two years. The latest addition was the dahlia he'd gotten Kurama at Easter just over a week ago. It had been hard to find and a little pricey, but it was worth it to make Kurama happy.

Shoulda known he'd be up here on Earth Day of all days, he thought to himself. He finally spotted his lover's legs protruding from under a bush near the wall. His long...firm...bare legs.

The sight beckoned him closer, enticing him to explore all that soft, pale skin. Yusuke crossed the soft carpet of grass almost dreamily. Kurama finally noticed his presence and wriggled out from under the bush with a pair of plant clippers in one gloved hand and a dead branch in the other. He set them down and removed his gloves, though he remained sitting.

"Yusuke! Oh, I must have lost track of time. I hope I didn't make you wait too long."

Tight white t-shirt, faded denim cut-offs, plain white sneakers, hair pulled back to keep it off his neck; he was dirty and sweaty and completely irresistible.

"Yusuke?"

He stalked forward, eyes burning with desire, cock hardening, and dropped to his knees between Kurama's legs. His hands slid up the thighs on either side of him, and at the same time he leaned in to kiss Kurama demandingly.

"God, I want you so bad," he mumbled as he pulled back. One of his hands slipped under Kurama's t-shirt while the other cupped him through the faded denim shorts.

Kurama's head tipped back in pleasure, and he let out a low moan as Yusuke rubbed at his swelling erection. One of his hands clenched convulsively on Yusuke's thigh. "Not that I'm...complaining, but...what brought this on?" he panted, arching into the hand tormenting one of his sensitive nipples.

"You're gardening practically naked, getting hot and sweaty and dirty up here without me," Yusuke said, fumbling Kurama's shorts open. "I was jealous of a bunch of damn plants for seeing you like that."

The redhead moaned again and clung to his lover's shoulders when Yusuke pulled his cock out and ran his thumb across the wet head.

"But I am the only one who gets to see you like this," Yusuke whispered hotly against his ear, spreading the precome over his shaft and beginning to stroke firmly. "Only I get to touch you and hear you say my name, to see how incredible you look when you come. Only me."

"Only you," Kurama echoed shakily, his breathing ragged and his body quivering.

Yusuke's hand left Kurama's chest and braced against the ground behind them, then he carefully lowered Kurama to the sun-warmed grass, his other hand stroking faster.

"Yusuke, fuck me," he begged. "Please."

A deep shudder passed through Yusuke's body. "I don't have any..."

"Aloe vera," Kurama gasped.

With a quick glance around, he spotted the spiky plant in a large pot a few feet to his left. He staggered to his feet and went to snap a fat leaf from it. Returning to Kurama's side, he knelt and set the leaf aside so he could tug his shorts down. He didn't bother removing them completely; his own cock was aching so much now that he could hardly see straight, so he only pulled one of Kurama's legs from the shorts and left them around his other ankle.

He clumsily opened his own jeans and freed his erection to the warm air. Kurama licked his lips at the sight, and Yusuke felt precome trickle over his fingers. He broke the aloe vera leaf open and scooped out some of the gel inside, slicking it over his cock and using the rest to prepare Kurama quickly.

As soon as Kurama was ready, Yusuke moved to kneel between his legs again, wrapping one around his waist and pushing the other up and out. He braced it on his shoulder for a moment, using his now free hand to guide himself into Kurama. He pushed in slowly, leaning into his lover and gritting his teeth as the tight flesh closed around him.

Kurama was breathing quickly and urging Yusuke deeper with his body. It took all Yusuke's will power not to slide all the way in with one thrust; he knew that if he did, he would come far too soon. He continued to press and retreat, going only a tiny bit deeper with each small thrust.

"Yusuke, please. I need--" He broke off when Yusuke's hips jerked, and he slid home.

They both moaned, Yusuke trembling fiercely with the effort of holding back. He moved his hand back to Kurama's thigh to keep his leg up.

"Kurama, are you...?"

"Yes," he hissed, arching his back. "Move."

Bracing himself with one hand on the ground and one on Kurama's leg, Yusuke pulled out and thrust back in quickly, establishing a hard, fast rhythm.

Kurama writhed beneath him, back arching, hips raising into his thrusts. His hands clawed at the grass, one finally rising to his own erection.

Yusuke opened his eyes, not having realized they were closed, and his gaze locked with Kurama's. He was suddenly aware of the sun on his back, the sweat on his skin beneath his t-shirt, the way their breathing had synchronized, all while staring into those green, green eyes. It couldn't last long after that.

With a few final thrusts, Yusuke gave in to orgasm, Kurama following seconds later. He let the redhead's leg fall from his shoulder before collapsing on top of him. They lay there for a while in silence, Kurama's hand stroking through Yusuke's sweat-damp hair.

As his breath was finally returning to normal, Yusuke heard a soft "oh" from above him and looked up to ask what was wrong. He didn't need to, however.

The entire garden seemed to have burst to life suddenly. Flower buds had bloomed large and vibrant, leaves were deep green and glossy, even the cactus spines seemed spikier.

All in all, Yusuke found it rather funny.

"Does this happen every time you have sex around your plants?" he asked, snickering.

Kurama frowned and shoved at him half-heartedly. "No, it doesn't, thank you. Only...when I have sex with you around my plants," he mumbled.

It was quite a while before Yusuke stopped laughing.

End