Hiya, again. This time I've got an AgonSena fic to break your brains with. This is dedicated to my darling Mom who is lucky enough to have her birthday on Friday the 13th. Lucky her. Anyway, here you go with the complete crack I've come up with. Oh, and there's a bit of lime in here, just so ya know.
Disclaimer- If I owned Eyeshield 21, would I be writing fanfiction?
"I hate training."
Sena glanced up from his new issue of JUMP to see his boyfriend stumble into his living room and fall over on his couch. "Well, you might not hate it so much if you bothered to show up more than once a week Agon." He said before turning his attention back to the latest chapter of Naruto.
"But I don't need to train!" Agon grumbled, plopping his head on Sena's lap, face buried in Sena's jeans. "Those trash may need it but I don't."
Sena sighed heavily and snapped his manga shut. Something told him there'd be no reading done today. "Yes Agon, because you're soo perfect and everyone else is worthless." The brunette snapped sarcastically.
"Not really. You and Unko-chan are worth-ful." The dread sounded muffled and tired. He was sprawled out on his stomach, and suprisingly, there were a handful of bruises on the tanned back and shoulders.
"Worth-ful isn't a word." Sena told Agon and stood up, letting his boyfriend's head hit the cushion. "You meant we're 'valuable'."
"That too." Agon lifted his head to look behind him when he felt Sena sit down on his back. "What the hell are you doing Sena-chan?" He started, only to stop short when he felt fingers kneading his shoulders in soothing motions.
"It's a massage. Just relax, I'm not gonna kill you." Said Sena calmly, digging his fingers into the taught skin and rubbing the genius's neck before letting his hands lower to Agon's back. "Enjoying yourself Agon?"
"Yep." Looking at Sena through his sunglasses, Agon grinning before adding, "I hope you are Sena-chan, 'cause this is the only time your gonna be on top of me."
The younger runningback nodded. "I know Agon. Don't worry, I know." Sena smiled and kneaded the sore muscles firmly, grinning broadly when Agon groaned and shifted around a bit. "What's wrong?" He asked innocently, even though he knew perfectly well what was wrong.
"You know full well 'what's wrong'." Growled Agon through clenched teeth. Jesus Christ I'm easy to please if a massage gets me hard. He thought before feeling a hand start rubbing just a smige to close to his ass for comfort. "Geh, are you tryin' to make me jump you or something?" Demanded the dread harshly.
Eyeshield smiled coyly and leaned over so he was lying down on the genius. "So what if I am?" He purred sweetly. "Is it working if I was?"
Agon's eye twitched ever-so-slightly and with lightning speed reflexes had switched their positions, him on top of Sena who was on his back. Shifting so Sena could feel just what he'd done to the Shinryuujii player, Agon bent down and kissed Sena's neck and straddled the freshman's hips. "Y'know, I might just show up to practice more often if you promise I'll get a massage like that afterwards."
"Oh yeah?" Asked Sena, hazel eyes glittering adorably. "What's in it for me?" He gasped as Agon bit the neck and shoulder junction.
"Why don't I show you? I'm sure you'll agree that you always give in to my methods of persuasion."
And an hour later, Sena couldn't help and agree that Agon was right, and he thanked God he'd taken that massage course his mother had insisted on.
Gah! I can't believe I'm publishing this! Sena is so OOC. I mean, whould he actually ever do that? We can hope... Anyway, review please! First review, and fifth get to request a one-shot, though I doubt anyone would want a fic by me...