Hello again.

This fic is about Allx Sawamura. Or Sawamura sleeping with anyone I feel like writing. And mind you, this is anPWP fic, a.k.a. porn fic. a.k.a. porn without plot. I just want to see Sawamura being loved. But then again maybe there wasn't going to be much love. Should add the (might be) lack of romance in the warning

By the way, I had no Idea about the title or the summary.

Warning : Yaoi, gay, boyxboy, porn, smut, pwp, SEX FRIEND, lack of romance, maybe fluff, aged-up characters (because I couldn't do the crime of writing minors), but still mentions of minor (go to hell, me!)

Pairing : Kuramochi x Sawamura

Disclaimer : This fic is mine, the characters aren't

The Thing About Heavens and Pillows

A Daiya no A fanfic

By Twist

Sex with Kuramochi was always easy. And fun, and wonderful, and hot, and so goddamn addicting, and many things. But mostly, sex with Kuramochi was easy.

The biggest factor to come to such conclussion was perhaps because they were roomates. And here, Sawamura couldn't help but wonder if fate loved to play match-maker that much, because even after high school, they were still roomates. And even after high school, they still sometimes had sex together.

Because they were roomates, it was easy for them to get a room. And Kuramochi had this strange tendency to smother people, which made it easier for them to touch each other. And Sawamura was always vocal, and Kuramochi just needed to grind him the right way to turn groans into moans. After that it was easier for them to get in the mood.

And because they were always bicker on the field, it was almost hard not to when they got on the bed. But the bickering only made it easier for them. Because Kuramochi was fast, and always fast, he could never wait much. With bickers and arguments and snide remarks, it was easier for Kuramochi to quickly pin him, bend him, bite him, mark him, under the name of punishment.

"Hyaha! Being cheeky, are we now?" He would say before manhandling Sawamura.

"Ow, ow... it was because you are hurting me, senpai!" Sawamura would remark.

"Haaaa..." Kuramochi then would growl and inciting further pain onto Sawamura. Then he himself would bend as well, and brought a leg over his shoulder while Sawamura was busy feeling choked and stretched because his spine would bend further than normal by then. And then Kuramochi would grind and nip his behind before he said : "I think you haven't learn enough to respect your senpai, huh?"

And Sawamura, never to disappoint, would inhale shaprly because his ears were so goddamn sensitive and Kuramochi just had to play with them. And being choked served well because Sawamura then would exhale a soundful moan, before feeling growing bulge pressed against his jeans. Kuramochi then would bite him anywhere he could manage to. And as much pain as it was his sensory nerves were feeling, there was even much more pleasure his groin was feeling.

And it was easy because Sawamura never had much problems with things, because Kuramochi being fast was awesome because he could quickly get on the base, but Kuramochi being fast on bed was fucking hot. And like how he couldn't slow down easily when he was on field, he couldn't as well when he was on Sawamura. Even as Sawamura replied his thrust by moving his hips as well, Kuramochi would outspeed him and pound twice as fast as Sawamura could. Ignoring every plea and every hiccup Sawamura could manage to throw between because the pleasure was too much.

"Stupid," he would say. "Cheeky," he would continue. "Brat!" he would snap. Each words accompanied by hard thrusts.

And Sawamura could only reply with broken words and moans, because who the fuck could think about words when his nerves were hit continuously, fast and hard, and feels awesome. In the end, there was never much chance for Sawamura's hips to move.

And then Kuramochi would lash out his signature laugh, deeper and sexier than usual, because he was laughing while pounding and those breathy deep groans in between was such a turn on for Sawamura. And Sawamura would plead to stop again because he was overwhelmed, because with Kuramochi he was always overwhelmed. But then Kuramochi would go even faster –and fuck that was insane– as he laugh even louder.

Sex with Kuramochi would always fast, hard. But because it was fast, one round never lasted long. But even if the time was a disappointment for Sawamura, Kuramochi wasn't. Because he always had the stamina for more. And with Kuramochi, sex was never only one round.

"Se...n...pai..." Sawamura would say between pant.

"Hyaha..." Kuramochi would reply as he carefully pulled out of Sawamura. Then he would land on his butt, straightened his back, and said : "Tired already, Sawamura?"

And Sawamura would snap back because there was no way he would be tired when Kuramochi hadn't fainted yet.

"Who would be tired from your shitty technique!" Sawamura would say, tongue out and all.

"You brat!" Kuramochi would reply, feral grin once again applied on his face. "What did you just say, haaa?"

"But it's true!" Sawamura would reply between pinched cheeks. "You finish too fast, senpai!"

"Hyahaha!" Kuramochi would laugh as he multipled his assault. "Fine then, I'll make you fainted tonight, brat!" he would continue.

He then would free Sawamura's face from his grip. And as Sawamura inhaled in relax, Kuramochi would sneak a hand and gripped Sawamura's hair, before yanked him forward and landed his roomate's face in front of his crotch, dick wet from sweat, lube, cum, and Sawamura's body fluid.

"Rather than spewing idiocy, why don't you put that mouth of yours into a good use, eh? Sawamura?" He would ask.

And Sawamura would gulp, not because he was scared or disgusted, but because Kuramochi's face, being partly annoyed partly aroused, was sending new shivers down his spine.

Kuramochi also had this nature inside him to dominate. It could be seen from the way he manhandled and nagged Sawamura everyday. And while on field Kuramochi's nature only served to annoy him, it only set his erection higher on bed.

But because Kuramochi was such a dominating man, he could never be satisfied by being under. Which was why, Sawamura could never ride him. Well, he could, but not for long. Because Kuramochi would quickly turned them over and continue on his pace. Which quickly sent Sawamura's babbling into incoherent spewing mess.

"You know, senpai," Sawamura would say as he worked his legs. "even you could look so cute being under me like this."

And unlike their usual banter, Kuramochi would never reply with words as he reversed their position. Which was dangerous because Sawamura was always deeply concentrating on teasing his senpai before the next thing he knew was his back meeting the bed and on top of him was the grin and glinted eyes of a wild animal.

"Brat!" Would always be Kuramochi's first word as he took control.

"Cheeky Brat! See if you can talk as much after I do this!" He would say on his second thrust. "Or this!" He would say on his third thrust, right into Sawamura's prostate.

"Ah- Se-" would be Sawamura's last reply, because by then Kuramochi would go faster than Sawamura could handle. And it was always almost in this position that the both of them would come.

But the dominating nature in Kuramochi was present because he had always taken the role of an older brother. Which was to say, his ability of taking care of others was unquestionably high leveleld. And when combined with his dominating habbit, Kuramochi could either be a nagging parents, or a caring after sex partner.

"Who said you could sleep right after! Bathroom now!" He would say when Sawamura's eyes was almost too heavy to open. "Why can't you clean it right brat!? You still have cum stain everywhere!" He would say once they were cleaning. "Gah! You still stink! Dammit, did you clean right? Here, sit here! I'll clean you. Next time you bathe, use my soap! You stink!" He would say after Sawamura finished his first shower. "Dry yourself well! If you're sick because you sleep wet, I'll kick you!" He would say as he helped Sawamura drying his hair.

And while his nagging was annoying for Sawamura, he couldn't help but finding solace in the way Kuramochi harshly taking care of him.

"Snuggling again? Hyaha! What a baby," Kuramochi would say after they're clean.

"Shut up, senpai." Sawamura would reply, because the nagging was almost too much. He would then hear a huff and feel an arm enveloping his back. And then Sawamura would smile as he quickly fall asleep under the promise of I will kick you in the morning for being disrespectful towards your senpai.

Sex with Kuramochi was always easy. And fun, and wonderful, and hot, and so goddamn addicting, and many things. But mostly, sex with Kuramochi was easy. Even after their first night sleeping together, there was never much awkwardness in the morning. Well, there was for awhile. But then Kuramochi would kick his rear some times in the afternoon and they went back to the way they were. Or during their second time, and Sawamura being aloud quickly melting the awkward tension even earlier than before.

Sex with Kuramochi was always easy to begin, and easy to handle in the morning. And while it was easy, sex with him was always fun. Especially seeing as the older boy enjoyed being with him as well.

And Sawamura could only thank the heaven for bringing him such a hot and fun and easy sex mate under the name of Kuramochi Youichi.

He still needed to tend to his abused ass in the morning, though.

end of chapter 1

Thank you for proceeding this story

By the way, I put baseball innuendos as the title. It fit, if I had my say.

Grand Slam : Sexual intercourse four or more times on one night

a/n :

Kuramochi is always a caring person despite his violent tendency. I've planned many fics, but mostly with Kuramochi on the side, either encouraging Sawamura or wrestling him for contaminating his sight. And apparently there are many Miyusawa author who love to bully this yankee boy.

He deserves to have at least a go with Sawamura. More than one would be very appreciated, though.

And I'm sorry for rambling again. And for, well... because as always, this is unbeta-ed.

Reviews are very much appreciated.