So random pairing guys! Its just a little oneshot, I feel bad for poor Yoh~
I don't own the characters, Shiina Takashi does.
He slicked back his orange hair, "Nee-san… You sure this is okay?" Yoh wiped the sweat off his foread and licked his lips.
"Just shut it. We're almost done," Momiji glared at him from her position. She was bent at a ninety degree angle with her hands flat against the wall. Long dark blue hair hung freely in front of her shoulders.
Gripping her bare hips, long fingers digging into soft flesh, he thrust hard into her warmth. A frown graced his youthful features as he thrust into the silent woman underneath him. Her walls shuddered around his manhood and he pulled out, not even achieving his own climax. Quickly adjusting his clothing, he glanced at the woman who suggested they start this in the first place. Clothing back in place, she ran a hand through her hair and teleported away. "Tch," Yoh scowled and kicked the wall.
"Girl problems?" a voice from the door sent a cold chill down his spine.
He turned and looked at the Major, "What's it to you? Old man."
Hyoubu smiled, "I know everything that goes on. That's all." The Major smirked and walked away.
Yoh's green eyes darkened and his frown deepened. He shut the door and locked it for what little good that would do and flopped on his bed. He continued to glare at the ceiling till the ache in his pants grabbed his attention. Undoing his pants he freed his member, he gently wrapped his hand around himself, stroking his erection. His pace started out slowly but gradually picked up pace. Images of Momiji ran through his head. Perfectly rounded breasts, petite waist, curvy hips, everything about her pissed him off. Bitting down on his lip he could taste the metallic tang of blood on his tongue. He reached for the box of tissues he had stashed under the bed, grabbing several. Unloading into his handful of tissues he growled. Tossing the dirtied tissues into the garbage, he tidied himself up and left his room.
Tomorrow would be the same. "Tch," he scowled.
Momiji and Magi were walking the other way down the hall, "Yoh what happened to your lip?" False-sweet voice, grated on his ears.
"Nothing Nee-chan," he nodded at his comrades. Every day would be the same, 'Damn.'
