Another song fic, because really, why not? :D The song is I Get Weak by Belinda Carlisle! I know, it doesn't really have the edge that Akira music would have, but the lyrics are just sooo wonderful! Please enjoy and review!

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When I'm with you, I shake inside~ Akira inched away from Shirogane, crossing his arms. After two incredibly hot sexual sessions with the shadow, Akira was really starting to understand why his heart-beat sky-rocketed when he was with the white-haired man. My heart's all tangled up~ He hated the knowledge. He hated knowing that Shirogane actually affected him. Can't walk, can't talk. Can't eat, can't sleep. Akira knew that he shouldn't be falling for the damn shadow. Oh god, 'falling for'? Did he actually just think it in those words? Oh I'm in deep~

"Akira-kun?" Shirogane tilted his head in inquiry. Akira felt his heart leap into his throat as they looked at eachother. I get weak when I look at you~

"Nothing, let's just get this fucking thing over with." The boy practically growled. Why he had even agreed to this little trip was beyond him, look at that- Shirogane even scrambled Akira's brain.

"I think we should stay the night, don't you think? Shin prefer to attack at night..." Fancy that, 'attack at night', Akira knew another white-haired shadow that also liked to attack at night; Akira's body trembled at that thought. Damn it. Convincing eyes, persuasive lips~the helpless heart just can't resist their power~

"I guess you're right...Master did get us a hotel room for the night anyway..." Akira murmured, looking over at the hotel and dreading the night that was coming. He glanced at Shirogance once more, feeling his heart practically skip a beat, before marching off towards the hotel.

"Are you alright, Akira-kun?" Shirogane asked, catching up to Akira and laying his hand against the small of Akira's back. Akira forced himself not to gasp at the contact. With a touch I completely lose control ~ 'Til all that's left of my strength is a memory~ His body now literally felt like a limp noodle.

"I-I'm fine!" Akira managed to stammer out, trying his damndest to get his body to respond. Like a wave you keep pulling me under~How I'll ever get out of this I don't know~I just know there's just no way to fight it~ He wasn't so sure he wanted to pull away anymore these days. "Damn it." The brunette growled under his breath, finally managing to get away and sprint into the hotel.
He was still cursing as he got to his hotel room and finding that that small touch had gotten him all hot and bothered. "Damn it." He stared at himself in the mirror of the bathroom, glaring at the bulge in his pants.

"Akira-kun," The brunette flinched at the knock on the door, "would you start the shower for me please?" Ah good news, he could have a few moments of peace tonight while the shadow showered...

"Yeah sure." Akira cranked on the shower, quickly finding that maybe this wasn't so good. His thoughts had turned from 'oh peace without the other male' to imagining what it would be like it when Shirogane got out of the shower...his pale skin touched with droplets of water, that would run down his lilthe chest...probably pool with other drops and run down...down...to the white-haired man's sharp hips...carress across his inner thighs..."STOP IT." Akira growled pointedly at himself.

"Stop what?" ...oh shit. Why was Shirogane stripped naked? Oh right, showering. DAMN IT. Akira couldn't respond, he was too busy staring heatedly in the mirror at the reflection of the nude male behind him. "Akira-kun?" Shirogane had a tiny smirk that stated he knew exactly what Akira was thinking about. You know you've got a hold over me~You know you've got me where I want to be~

"I'll just...go..." Akira certainly wanted to tell that fucking shadow that he shouldn't be waltzing around naked, but~ My tongue is tied it's crazy~ He instead took a deep breath, turning around and seeing how far he could 'go'. He didn't make it very far at all.

With a kiss you can strip me defenseless~ The damn white-haired man had caught him-with frightening ease at that. "You know, you're always welcome to shower with me, Akira-kun..." With a touch I completely lose control~ Shirogane's fingers were brushing up the brunette's chest, "if you want that is." I get weak~ And the kiss against his throat sent Akira off the deep-end.

"You fucking..." The already growling words fully turned into an animalistic roar. Akira pushed Shirogane up against the wall, taking his lips hard and rough. Shirogane submitted to the hardness, taking the kisses with excitement even as his head lightly hit the wall. He murmured encouragements as Akira's body pressed flush against his own, and moaned in gratification when Akira's hands finally touched him. The brunette's fingers carressed across every inch of pale flesh, as if putting each curve and dip to memory.
Akira turned Shirogane around, watching the white-haired male's pink nipples draw up tight and his erection swell until fully hard in the mirror. "Was your body always this slutty?" Akira asked, teasing the buds with soft pinches.

He was surprised to see Shirogane actually blush, "Do-don't say things like that, Akira-kun..."

"Why not? Its true, isn't it?" Akira responded, feeling triumphant that he finally had a way to make Shirogane embarrassed. He pushed fingers into the soft flesh of the shadow's ass, finding it was already slick and hot enough that his own body trembled from the mere feel of it. "You're already ready to be taken here."

"Akira-kun...!" Shirogane whined, his body pushing back into Akira's fingers.

"I bet I could sink into you right now and you'd like it." Akira was reveling in the fact that he could make Shirogane lose his composure. It seemed that Akira wasn't the only one who got weak.

"Akira-kun, don't tease..." Shirogane whimpered, thrusting himself against Akira's fingers. Fuck that was hot, Akira couldn't help but think that as he didn't deny the request. Shirogane let out a moan as Akira slammed ball's deep into him, bracing himself against the sink of the bathroom.
Akira glanced at the mirror again, facinated by how good it looked to have the white-haired man bent over in front of him, moaning in pleasure, and poised for more. More that Akira could and would deliver. Akira gripped Shirogane's hips, slamming hard pumps into the other male, excited more from every breathless 'yes' that the shadow encouraged him with.
Akira himself had to brace his body as climax came over him. His body spasming into Shirogane's that had seized around him as the other male was orgasming as well. The bathroom walls echoed their panting, "Akira-kun..." the brunette didn't even try to fight the affections as Shirogane straightened, hooking his arms around Akira, and claiming his lips. ~I get weak~ Weak from this love~

"...we're going to have to wash up, you know..." Akira wasn't even going to bother with the hard attitude, especially since all he could think about was getting Shirogane into that shower, getting the shadow wet from top to toe, and really taking his time with the pain in the ass that he was weak for.

Shirogane grinned almost knowingly, "Sounds perfect."

The End!

Author's note: I don't know why, but I think Shirogane would be weak to dirty talk :-P !