New drabble- Ya-ha! I keep making Hiruma a pervert... hmmm... is that saying something about him or me?
Persuasion
A couple of days ago, Hiruma had noticed that Sena became immune to his threats of exposing his biggest secrets. That wasn't good.
Hiruma had told everyone that Sena wetted his bed until the age of ten—he didn't care. Nor did anyone else. He had also told everyone that Sena still sucked his thumb in his sleep—Sena didn't care. Nor did anyone else.
No matter how many pictures Hiruma showed of Sena sleeping in his pyjamas with little hearts on them, Sena sleeping in Mamori's arms while still sucking his thumb, Sena who was reluctantly accepting the make-up Mamori was putting on his face; Sena still wouldn't give in to something Hiruma asked of him. Whether it was to wash the uniforms, or clean up after practice—Sena just stayed put and didn't do it.
Not even when Hiruma took out his gun and fired it in the air. He would just say, "Sorry Hiruma-san, but I really don't have much time". So, the quarterback of the Devil Bats was annoyed. Very annoyed.
Until an idea popped into his head.
The day he wanted Sena to clean up after practice, Sena had told him that he couldn't; his mother expected him home for dinner and he had a lot of homework to do. The young boy started heading home, when suddenly an arm was being swung around his shoulder—he froze on the spot, and looked at Hiruma, who was dangerously close to his face.
"H-Hiruma-san?" he questioned nervously. Hiruma didn't back off and instead pulled Sena a little closer to his chest.
"You know, if you won't clean up, you'll have to pay me back with something," he said huskily in Sena's ear. Said boy swallowed, his eyes widening.
"W-what do you want, Hiruma-san?" he asked, gulping when he felt Hiruma's hand tracing down his spine; it felt pretty ticklish, but he enjoyed it… a little.
He tensed when Hiruma licked his ear.
"Well, there are always methods to pay me… with your body," he said, biting Sena's neck gently. The running back let out a soft moan, before realising what he was doing. He pushed Hiruma off of him and quickly hurried back to the field.
"I'll clean up!" he yelled as he did so. He heard Hiruma cackling behind him, exclaiming a loud 'Ya-ha!' as he headed to the locker room. Though his new method worked, he also had to pay a price for it.
He really needed to take a cold shower.