Fuji was at Ryoma's. Since Rinko and Nanjiroh – the latter with much reluctance – accepted their relationship, there were no other worries present and they could relax. Ryoma's father was whining something about grandchildren, but Fuji swiftly shut him up, saying they'll adopt.
With the present situation as it was, Fuji – who still bugged Ryoma to call him Syuuske, the younger obviously embarrassed about the lack of suffixes – and Ryoma – Ryo-chan or Ryoma-chan, to be correct – were sitting on the bed in Ryoma's room, looking through a tennis magazine together.
''Seishounen!'' Nanjiroh was loud, too loud to just ignore, so Ryoma stood up and opened the door, indifferently grumbling something that sounded like 'Stupid oyaji and his perverted magazines', probably because he was interrupted when comfortably sitting on his boyfriend's lap.
He then heard his mother's complaints, mostly because Nanjiroh would probably wake the whole neighborhood since it was already eleven.
''Ryoma, me and your father are going out. There's some food on the counter, since Nanako isn't here.'' His mother politely said to her son, still not seeing him as he was hanging on the door of his room, reluctant on leaving his current position. Thinking about Nanako, he remembared she had a date that day and would not return until tomorrow. He said something in response, not bothering to go down, and heard the door of their house shut.
Swinging his body, he faced the room and closed the door behind himself. Having a thought come to his mind, he locked the door, and Fuji, hearing the click, looked up from the magazine. Ryoma was feeling kinky tonight and he approached the tensai with leisure strides, wearing a smug expression. Not waiting for the other to react, he pushed the boy and was now straggling him, all the while smirking.
Fuji, expecting what to come, just let his smaller boyfriend have fun – that is until he would take over. He knew Ryoma would rarely show this side of him and wanting to see the upcoming events as much (or more) as the other boy, he let himself relax into the soft touches Ryoma was presenting him with.
Ryoma, with his fingertips lightly tracing the other boy's outline, leaned closer and gave a long lick along the other's neck. Feeling Fuji shudder, he smirked and proceeded with his ministrations. Securing the older's hands with one of his own above Fuji's head, his actions rose in passion as he felt the other (already) getting hard. Playing the devil, he rubbed against the hardening bud and enjoying a soft grunt – one of passion and frustration at not getting more friction – that came with it, he tentatively licked the other's lips. Fuji opened them immediately, stilling Ryoma, who intended to retreat back. The boy wonder relaxed into the kiss, allowing their tongues to roam. His mind was already getting cloudy and Fuji, sensing the boy above him weaken the grip on his hands (which he would have easily shaken off before but decided not to), reversed their position.
The small boy found himself on the bed, his back against the covers. Seeing how Fuji proceeded with undressing himself and eventually Ryoma, he took a deep breath, taking in all that was happening. He helped the boy by lifting his hips when the offending garments were being removed and latched his hands around the older's neck, pulling him down for another kiss. He heard Fuji chuckle and say something that sounded like 'Eager today, aren't we?' before his mind was blank again, for the ministrations the other was performing were far too much for the boy to take.
Fuji was kissing down his chest, occasionally licking a nipple with his tounge, all the while watching the smaller's reactions. Ryoma felt Fuji's breath ghost above his abdomen and wanting the boy to do something, he whimpered. Fuji, probably hearing him (Ryoma decided his boyfriend was playing nice today as he almost immediately complied) proceeded with his licking, tracing a line of saliva down to Ryoma's southern regions.
Ryoma's breathing became ragged and he closed his eyes in anticipation of what to come. Without any warning, Fuji swallowed the boy's penis and started sucking on it. Ryoma, overflowed with passion and lust, started to buck against the hot mouth but was stopped as Fuji placed his hand on his hip. The other pumped his erection, with his mouth still tightly closing on the phallus. Ryoma, without being able to form a half coherent thought, started pleading, saliva trickling down from his mouth.
''Syuusuke … please … I-I can't– '' Ryoma was close to coming, and Fuji, sensing that, sucked harder and faster. The younger boy put his hands on Fuji's hair, pushing him against the erection hard. The tensai let the boy do as he pleased, even when it was a little rought, as he released in his mouth, whispering 'Syuusuke, Syuusuke' (the blue-eyed boy found it addicting, hearing his name being uttered so seductively) all the way to the end.
Fuji swallowed the load and looked at his boyfriend. Ryoma had disheveled hair and a flushed face, his eyes were still fogged. Slowly coming to from his pleasure-filled cloud, the boy extended his arm, connecting it with the other boy's face. The older's eyes fluttered open, his hand grasping the other's and looking lovingly into the boy's golden eyes.
''I'm sorry.'' Ryoma mumbled, tracing the other's face with his eyes but not looking at his boyfriend's open ones, feeling embarrassed.
''Don't be.'' Fuji said, leaning forward and pecking the boy's lips with a chaste kiss.
Ryoma pulled himself up, Fuji sitting on top of him, winding his arms around the boy's chest. His passion (lust) arose again and he found himself giving light, fluttering kisses to the other. He pushed Fuji down again, straddling his waist. Not restricting the other's arms, he traced fleeting kisses to Fuji's nipples, now straining hard. He licked around the seemingly waiting buds, dark crimson which contrasted nicely with the boy's white, almost perfect chest. Hearing the boy gasp, heat started gathering in his lower regions again.
Seeing Fuji wanting to take over and be the one in control, he quickly stopped his movements by putting a finger to the other's mouth and leaning near the other's ear so Fuji wouldn't see his face, feeling embarrassed for what he was about to say.
''Don't.'' He whispered quietly, Fuji catching the nervousness in his voice, even though the boy was trying to hide it. Smiling to himself in mischief, Fuji wanted to say something that would utterly embarrass the younger boy, but halted as he heard the other say his next words.
''I-I'll ride.''
Ryoma was now blushing fiercely, trying to hide his discomfort by tilting his head down. The tensai, suprised by his boyfriend's bold (but highly sexy, as they excited him even more) words, quirked his lips at the corners saying, ''Whenever you're ready, Ryoma-chan.''
Ryoma was too nervous to deny him for the (seemingly on his side, but lovingly on the other's) offending nickname his older boyfriend provided him with. Hopping from the bed, Ryoma fished for a tube in his desk drawer, Fuji hungrily eyeing his firm buttocks.
Coming back to climb on the tensai again, he poured some lube on his fingers, providing Fuji a nice view over his lower half. He bent and proceeded with fingering his entrance. Slowly, he put a finger in and seeing he could easily fit in another, he slowly, but all the while seductively, added the second one and started pushing them further in.
Fuji, coming up with an idea of his own, traced one hand along the other's leg, who was kneeling before him, looking like he was enjoying himself. Ryoma's breath hitched as he felt himself being 'massaged' by the other. Opening his half lidded eyes, he, just in time, caught a glimpse of Fuji's other hand seizing his hard cock, pumping it. Still, surprised by the action, he pushed against the hand, feeling close to coming. The older boy sensed that and removed his hand, hearing the other mewl at the loss of friction.
Ryoma pushed one last time and then removed his fingers. Positioning himseld above the other's strained and eagerly waiting erection, he locked his gold eyes with the other's ocean-colored ones and slowly started to lower himself. Feeling the tip of Fuji's cock, he suddenly, to the other's surprise and pleasure, slammed his whole body down, screaming in passion as he hit his prostate. Going up, almost sliding the hot utensil out, he repeated the process, each time becoming faster and going in deeper, feeling Fuji's arms coil around his waist helping him with his ministrations.
Fuji felt himself being close to the end and started pumping Ryoma's erection with one hand.
''No … To much! Ah!'' Ryoma couldn't say more, as he felt himself come, his muscles tightening as Fuji came as well and rode out his orgasm.
Slumping down in his boyfriend's waiting arms, he didn't feel the need to pull out the other's penis, just wanting the warm feeling to last. After they regained their breath they exchanged a few lazy kisses. Ryoma felt himself being lulled to sleep by the rhythm of the other's steady heartbeat and let the darkness overtake him.