Monta had been the first one to arrive or so he had thought upon entering the clubhouse with a small duffel bag.
Hiruma appeared from the showers just a moment later, but he was still wearing the normal school uniform. "You're early today fucking monkey," the demonic quarterback said upon immediately noticing the small receiver's presence. "If you've come to see the fucking manager, she isn't here yet."
Monta bristled (Hiruma always called Mamori 'fucking manager') and turned towards the much taller male only find Hiruma already right in front of him!
"Mukyaa!" he exclaimed, shocked and quite scared since he didn't know what the other male would do. The monkey boy was not prepared for the dexterous, long fingered hand that grabbed his chin and pulled his face up a bit. My-My first kiss! Monta thought, immediately closing his eyes, but the contact didn't happen!
"Kekeke! You thought I was going to kiss you fucking Taro!"
Monta felt angry even though there was a blush on his cheeks for the simple fact that he had been called by his first name. It sounded a bit foreign, but it embarrassed him none the less since "Monta" was his usual name. Why am I angry? He thought. Mukyaa! I don't like Hiruma-sempai...
"You—!"
The monkey boy's words were immediately cut off when a pair of warm lips might his own. They were surprisingly soft and felt nice even though they were both boys. He couldn't bring himself to pull away, not even when a hand inched down towards his rear… Wait, what! Suddenly pushing himself away from the older male, Monta looked confused. Hiruma had kissed him! Why had he done that? He liked Mamori! He still liked Mamori! She was pretty, and kind, and all around a much better person than Hiruma-sempai! His kiss had been nice though…!
"I like Mamori!"
"Kekeke! She'll never like you back! The fucking manager likes me!"
This startled the small receiver which gave Hiruma the chance to swoop down and capture his lips again. It was easy to slip past the younger male's partially parted lips, so the kissed was deepened just as an alarmed noise escaped Monta; it was muffled however, by Hiruma's tongue. Mamori liked...Hiruma-sempai!
'Hiruma-sempai's a great kisser!' Monta's cheeks heated instantly at the thought, but he couldn't help but agree wholeheartedly as his arms hesitantly wrapped around the older boy's neck. It was a bit strange, the feeling he was getting from this kiss with the blonde devil; he felt kind of like how he felt when Mamori was around, but it was different!
It was over sooner than both of them would have liked when someone began to enter.
Pulling away with slightly pink cheeks, Hiruma immediately barked an order at the smaller male.
"Go get dressed fucking monkey!"
"Mukyaa!"
The small receiver made a rather fast retreat to the changing room, his cheeks a bit pink as Sena entered.
"Good morning Hiruma-sem—"
"GO GET DRESSED FUCKING SHRIMP!" 'One hundred and ten fucking laps for you today!'
"HIIIIIE!" What did I do? The small running back thought frantically as he made his way towards the changing room.