Disclaimer: I don't own, I've just commandeered Konomi-sensei's playground.

A/N: Epitsu Onna asked for me to write a Silver Pair seme!Shishido story. . .and here it is! Dedication to Epitsu Onna. Sorry it's so short, Epitsu-san! This is my first try at Silver Pair (especially at seme!Shishido, because I prefer him uke). Enjoy!


Adoration

He didn't know what to think of it. He didn't know how to react, exactly. He saw his kouhai as adorable, and innocent - as something that he didn't want to taint in any way at all. But there were some things that he found himself unable to prevent.

When he found that he was atop the younger, straddling the other's thighs, his fingers ghosting over wrists that lie against the pillows, he realized that he just couldn't stop himself. He leaned down, pressing a small, feather-light kiss to the smoothe flesh of the neck and shoulder, before he made his way back up until he found the almost pouting lips. Being doubles partners, they knew each other well, knew what the other was thinking even if the other didn't know it himself. They could tell when the other was in distress. . .and they fought to always help each other through thick and thin. And this was something that they both needed.

Slipping his tongue through the taller boy's lips, he easily dominated the kiss, immediately loving the feel and taste of the warm cavern. He had never really expected the silver-haired boy to actually admit his feelings. . .and he expected even less that he himself would admit them right back. But the fact was, he did, and they were in this position because of it.

He didn't want full-body contact, not just yet. Though, even if he did want it, he wouldn't award himself with it. It wasn't the right time; was too early for the two of them.

Pausing a moment, he pulled away, eyeing his partner as the hands larger than his own tugged off his cap, letting loose the bird's nest of hair he had. His eyes immediately closed as he felt the fingers running through the dark, messy locks, head tilting to the hand, loving the feel.

"Choutarou. . ." he whispered, leaning right back down for another kiss. He found that it was something he was addicted to; the taste that he just discovered, his partner's taste - Ohtori Choutarou. The Dash specialist realized that his feelings for Ohtori stretched farther than his feelings for tennis, and whatever else he gave a lot of thought to. His feelings for Ohtori are what kept him going. The taller boy under him had changed him. . .and got him back on the regulars. He adored this boy, and he knew the feelings were mutual.

"Shishido-san," Ohtori replied, giving a small smile, trusting his senpai. He was letting him know, silently, that he'd be there. And Shishido accepted that with great adoration.

Shishido Ryou had fallen far and fast for his kouhai, Ohtori Choutarou, and there was no going back.


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