Title: "Why Don't You Just Bite Me?"
Author: Ri-Ryn
Genre: Romance
Word Count: 658
Rating: M* (Content suitable for Mature Teens) / +T
Disclaimer: Diamond no Ace belongs to Yuji Terajima.
Summary: Everyone always said Miyuki was a biting bastard. So what? Seidou seemed to enjoy being his grazing grounds. (Bite Kink – Miyuki)
Warnings: Intense kissing? Lime-ish biting and general Bite Kink Miyuki having his way with the baseball team. If you're younger than 14…? Turn back! …maybe. Dirty talk? Or, at least, an attempt?
Chapter: Ante Up, Tetsu
Music: "Revive" by: Coyote Kisses
A/N: This will be a series of little ficlets bordering on lime and smut. Every single reader of this story can blame MehLikey for its existence. I wrote a few words in 'Effeminate Lies" about Miyuki biting Kuramochi in anger…and then I get a review seizure for Miyuki having a biting kink and everyone around him being the bitches lined up around the block for his teeth. I don't even know what to think of this. Although, later, it'll be bumped up to M-rated because of Miyauchi. I'm so sorry; ya'll can guess why that one's gonna' happen.
0-0-0-0-0-0-0
"Ne, Tetsu-san, what's wrong?" Miyuki leaned back languidly, watching Seidou's captain agonize over his next move on the Shogi board in front of them. His mouth twitched upwards when Tetsu's scowl deepened at his taunting. Miyuki glanced down at the board, knowing the match was already decided and feeling something hot claw at his mouth.
The catcher licked his lips and back in again, along the top row of his teeth.
"Do you really want to win that bad, Tetsu-san?" Gold eyes watched the flinch in the third batter's composure, zeroing in on it. "If I win, it'll be good for the both of us."
The black-haired young man in front of Miyuki swallowed, breathe going shallow. "I refuse to throw the game, Miyuki."
The instigator leaned forward, startling the other out of his thoughts and thus catching sight of the catcher. Miyuki flashed the ivory of his mouth, appreciating the way his senpai contemplated them so intimately. "Really now? That's too bad; you've already been cornered anyway."
Tetsu jerked his head away, reaching for a pawn and moving it. He could not lose focus, not now; he would win no matter what.
"It's a good thing you're man of few words Tetsu-san."
Tetsu countered Seidou's number two with his last remaining rook, tsking when he lost it the next move.
"Because it's going to be very difficult to talk the next few days with that filthy mouth of yours," Miyuki finished cheekily, breaking his captain's defense and taking the king. "Now, ante up, Tetsuya."
Tetsu eyed Miyuki, unsettled as the other slinked around the forgone game board and sidled right up into his lap, purposely pushing down just so. "Kazuya." He muttered in warning, no real power behind the catcher's given name.
"Tetsuya." Miyuki reinforced, nuzzling his way up the strong, pulsing tendons of the third year's neck. Tempting, but no. "Open."
Seidou's strongest caved, giving in as he tilted his head with pink flesh peaking between his lips, Miyuki's teeth meeting him half way before dragging the sharp calcium down the tender organ. Tetsu shuddered, mouth involuntarily opening wider to Miyuki's advantage.
The catcher purred with delight, capturing the first baseman's lip this time, rolling it gently over his incisors, beguiled at every jerk the older boy gave when he pressed down too hard with purpose. The third year's lips met the younger's teeth in a kiss over every press of lips, presenting his tongue when prompted by any particularly nasty nips to the corner of his mouth.
Miyuki drew Tetsu's tongue towards the back of his mouth, stimulating the sinful flesh with his wisdom teeth and enjoying the spit he could feel driveling where they were joined. The catcher pulled back, sucking on Tetsu's tongue before giving a dastardly bite to the agitated tip, rightfully coaxing a moan from his shogi partner and drinking it in until he grated down on the other's lap, earning a gasp and head thrown back. Miyuki lunged, teething the bared lips tender and stimulated until he drew back with a final bite to the slight dip of flesh and skin on Tetsu's upper lip.
The catcher's gave a leer that would put any prostitute to shame, purposely reminding Tetsu of the painful problem he had enticed with his obscene teeth as he stood, making for the dorm room door to leave. He gave a simpered face to his senpai over his shoulder, calling an invitation as the door closed behind him. "I look forward to our next romp, Captain."
Tetsuya groaned, wondering how he'd explain the swollen lips and bite marks littering his tongue and mouth.
There was no way his teacher's would believe he got hit with a baseball to the mouth, every Thursday like clock-work.
He licked his still damp limps, savoring the taste of the iniquity. He'd figure something out, because there was no way he, Miyuki, or any of them were giving this up.
0-0-0-0-0-0-0
[A/N #2: What am I even doing writing this? I can't do sexy at all and I've still got close to 17 more snippets to go that have to be unique with Miyuki biting the Hell out of everybody! At least it's good, short writing practice? If you wanna' know who and what is up next, I made a tumblr account with those spoilers on it, a link is on my profile page. That or you're free to take a guess or wait patiently.]