A/N: Steamy, smutty HaruxRin. Rated M. You have been warned...

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Chapter 3

Panting, Haruka slipped off his goggles and caps, tossing them onto the pool deck.

"Ok, you win," he heard Rin say. Haruka felt his heart sink. He had defeated Rin. An unpleasant memory of their race from many years ago flashed in his mind, which ended up with a deeply hurt Rin. Risking a glance, Haruka turned his head in Rin's direction. The sight made his heart sink even deeper. Something was wrong. Very, very wrong.

Rin was grinning. Grinning. After losing.

As confused as Haruka was, he had a bad feeling about this.

Muted, Haruka watched Rin climb out of the pool. The crimson-haired boy bit his lips, as if to hide his smile—as apparent it was—and spun on his heels and stretched out a hand for the boy staring blankly up at him.

What is going on? Haruka wondered, hesitantly taking the hand that was offered to him, which pulled him out of the pool.

"You shortened your streamline," Haruka said, tone even.

Rin shrugged. "I didn't get a very good hold on the wall."

Haruka frowned. That couldn't be. He recalled his recent competition with Rin at his high school; turns were one of his strongest points. There was no way he could mess up on a turn like this.

"The rules still apply," Haruka said plainly. He struggled to say the next statement with the same masked nonchalance. "So…you'll swim…naked."

"Of course. A loss is a loss," Rin remarked, his arms folded across his chest. "I'll take the punishment."

Then he smirked.

"So, Mr. Winner," Rin said, leveling his eyes with Haruka's. "Are you going to claim your prize?"

"…claim?" A puzzled look washed over Haruka's face.

"You won, so you have to…deliver the punishment," Rin stepped towards the wide-eyed boy. Haruka's eyes trailed down to Rin's swimming suit, the only piece of fabric away from nudity. The idea of stripping Rin with his own hands…

Haruka felt the heat rush to his face.

"What?" Rin leaned forward, his face hovering closely next to the pink-faced boy. His hot breath tickled Haruka's ears. "You're not getting shy now…or are you, Haru-chan."

Haruka stumbled back, wincing when the back of his shin bumped into the starting block. Rin followed, smoothly closing the distance between the two until he hovered over the flustered Haruka who was arching over the starting block, hands grasping on it for support.

"We're both boys, what's the problem?" The cocky grin spread across Rin's lips. The crimson-haired boy was leaning in so close, that Haruka dared to even breathe.

"There's no problem," Haruka stated, tone even, as he tried to conceal the uneasiness that was brewing internally.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Rin smirked and grabbed Haruka's wrists, pulling them off of the starting block. Haruka yelped, surprised by the sudden move. He turned a darker shade when Rin pulled his hands forward so that they touched the waistband of his swimsuit. Haruka stared at his hands, then at Rin's swimsuit which were at his fingertips. He could feel the warmth of the boy's skin. Rin's skin was still wet. His eyes ventured to the natural bump between Rin's legs, which the tight fabric stretched across. It was also the only fabric concealing that sensitive region.

Haruka's hands trembled.

He felt Rin's hot breath against his skin as he whispered, "I'm not making you nervous, am I, Haru-chan," Rin was teasing him.

Haruka's eyes widened when Rin's own fingers curled around the waistband of Haruka's swimsuit. "That's okay, if you don't want to do it. You can take my place and I'll strip you."

Call it an act of defense or whatnot for the privacy of his own sensitive region, but in that moment, Haruka summoned all his courage and pulled down Rin's swimsuit.

This hasty act on Haruka's part earned a chuckle from Rin. "You're too predictable."

Quickly backing away, the flustered Haruka looked anywhere but in Rin's direction. The next moment, he heard a splash.

It should've been fine if Rin was in the pool, with the water and all. But it wasn't. He was doing backstroke for god's sake. Backstroke. He could've picked any other stroke—breastroke, freestyle, even butterfly—which would not make his region completely visible like it was now. But of all strokes, he chose backstroke.

Haruka shifted uncomfortably, trying not to stare down there. He used all of his might to keep his gaze fixed on Rin's face. It was very hard.

Exactly who was getting punished?

The two laps shouldn't have taken so long, but it felt like forever when Rin finally came back into the wall after finishing two laps. He tossed his goggles and caps onto the deck, which landed at Haruka's feet.

"Hand me my water bottle," Rin said. Avoiding eye contact with the boy in the pool, Haruka reached for the bottle sitting behind the starting block and held it over the water in Rin's direction.

Haruka's eyes widened.

In that moment, he realized that the water bottle was completely empty by the weight of it. A moment was all Rin needed.

Haruka blinked in surprise when Rin caught his wrist in a steely grip and suddenly pulled forward. The blue-eyed boy yelped, plunging head-first into the water.

Having been caught completely off-guard, Haruka rose to the surface coughing out the water that had ran up his nose. He gaped at the crimson-haired boy speechlessly, whose fingers were still snaked around the startled boy's wrist with his gaze fixed on Haruka. It wasn't the usual expression that Rin wore. It seemed somewhat…predatory. Haruka stiffened, sensing the tense atmosphere. His heatbeat fell into a panicked cadence.

Why is he staring at me like that?

Why isn't he letting go?

Haruka pulled his arm away from Rin, only to stumble back clumsily. The thing is, that a pool with 5 feet deep water makes it very hard to escape from any dangerous situation. Such as this one.

"Haru," The crimson-haired boy said, voice low. Haruka swung his face back in Rin's direction, where focused red orbs caught the panicked set of blue.

Someone help me.

Haruka almost forgot to breathe when Rin placed a large, strong hand on his chest. Almost.

The tense look on Rin's face didn't faze as he stepped towards Haruka and leaned forward. Haruka gulped, forcing his gaze to not wander down any further than Rin's chin. With one hand on his chest, the other one locked around his wrist, and red eyes fixed on his eyes, Haruka felt caught. Trapped by Rin. But this time, it was different from the others.

He's touching me.

Haruka felt his flesh burn under Rin's touch and gaze. He swung his face away to look anywhere but in Rin's direction. He couldn't show his burning face to the crimson-haired male.

"L-let go," Haruka was surprised by how weak his voice sounded. Still confused, he tugged his wrist, struggling to release it from Rin's grip. But Rin's hold on him only tightened, making the boy wince from the pressure. "I-if you're upset about losing, we can do another round for you to redeem yourself," Haruka said evenly, attempting to mask his uneasiness.

"Upset about losing?" Rin's lips curled upward into amusement. "It's not that that's on my mind."

His red eyes darkened and the tense, predatory look washed across his features again.

Rin stepped forward. Haruka stepped back.

Suddenly, the crimson-haired boy sprung towards Haruka. A confused sound slipped from Haruka's throat as he barely dodged, backing away as far as he could. But far wasn't far enough.

Haruka winced as he felt his back crash into the wall.

"You can't escape from me," Haruka's eyes shot wide opened to find Rin's strong muscular frame leaning over him. A completely naked Rin. Smirking, Rin added, "Haru-chan." The blue-eyed boy swallowed.

Then Rin witnessed something unbelievable.

Haruka arched his back over the pool's edge, leaning as far away from Rin as physically possible, and pinched his own nose.

Baffled, Rin blinked mutely for a few moments.

"What?" he narrowed his eyes. "Do I stink or something?"

Haruka mumbled something that Rin could barely make out. Something along the lines of you…chlorine…smell…dizzy.

"I have no idea what you just said," Rin said. Then, the corner of his lips arched upward into his unmistakable shark-toothed grin. "But I know something else that'll make you dizzy."

In a series of movements that occurred too quickly for Haruka to register, Rin had suddenly pinned him firmly against the wall. The crimson-haired boy locked him in this position, pressing his shoulders against the wall behind. Haruka was pressed so hard into the wall that he swore that the wall's tiled pattern was going to be left on his back.

The blue-eyed boy gasped when Rin suddenly stepped forward, closing the distance between the two and pushed his strong frame against Haruka's. Rin leaned his face in, resting his lips right next to Haruka's ear. Huskily, he whispered "I'll make you so dizzy, you won't be able to stand."

Haruka shuddered.

"Rin—"

But the crimson-haired boy didn't let him finish. His lips covered Haruka's, cutting him off.

Haruka felt Rin's lips slipping across his own. It felt strangely soft.

"Nngh," Haruka first made the sound in surprise, then in bewilderment as he registered the situation. He shook his head, breaking the lip-to-lip contact and gave Rin a push, who quickly caught his hands and pushed them back until he had pinned Haruka's wrists against the wall.

"Don't fight me," Rin's voice was threatening. He licked his lips.

As Rin leaned forward to lock his lips with Haruka's again, his eyes held onto Haruka's set of blue…it was like diving into the ocean. And it felt so good.

The bewildered boy resisted when their lips locked again. But the more Haruka struggled, the harder Rin pressed him against the wall, the harder he pressed his lips against Haruka's, and the harder he pressed his own body against Haruka's.

A frightening sensation struck Haruka, but it was one that he oddly felt the desperation to savor. The strange, but overwhelming sensation coursed through his entire body like a fierce heat wave. Was it the chlorine? No…neither the chlorine in the pool nor on Rin's skin ever made him feel like this.

Was it the way Rin's body pressed against his own and how perfectly their tall, muscular frames seemed to mold together? Maybe it was how Rin was gently rubbing the flesh on the inside of his wrist? Perhaps it was from the raw and bare flesh that was pushing against each other? Was it the way Rin had worked his tongue into Haruka's mouth and how it pushed and played with his own tongue?

One set of Rin's fingers worked its way up Haruka's arm and settled against the back of his shoulders, kneading the flesh there, as the other hand trailed down the boy's bare chest, feeling and caressing the well-carved abs.

Noticing that Haruka's resistance had completely dissipated, Rin deepened the kiss, their tongues dancing and wrestling with each other, hot, wet mouths pressing against each other.

The thing with swimmers is that the intensive training expands the lungs, allowing one to go more time without oxygen.

Which comes quite handy for situations like this, both males realized. But even the best have to part at some point for air.

Panting heavily, the two pulled back and stared at each other.

Haruka's face was completely flushed, his lips slightly swollen. Rin studied the way the boy's impressively built chest heaved up and down with each deep breath he took. Noticing Rin's stare, Haruka crossed his arms over his chest, as if self-conscious.

"Getting a bit shy, I see?" Rin teased.

"S-shut up," Haruka mumbled, the shade of his cheeks darkening to a red that could rival Rin's eye color.

Haruka risked a glance at the opposite party, and his eyes daringly ventured down to Rin's bare lower half. His blush deepened, if that was even possible, as he saw Rin's hardened cock. He felt a throb between his own legs, and his gaze fell down to his own lower region. The thin fabric that hugged the territory of his lower half stretched tightly across what seemed to be an erection. Haruka's face flushed red, embarrassed.

"Haru…." Rin was closing between the two again. He pushed Haruka's wet, dark bangs back from his forehead with one hand, and softly cupped his face with the other.

Without thinking, Haruka tilted his head towards Rin's, lips following his. Rin lowered his face, stopping momentarily to hover his lips over Haruka's. A set of blue orbs gazed into Rin's, giving him a look of expectancy.

Rin smiled.

"You belong to me," he whispered, his hot breath brushing against Haruka's lips, before they opened to welcome Rin.

Wet, hot mouths collided with each other. A low grunt sounded from Haruka's throat as their hips grinded together. Rin's bare manhood rubbed against the stiffened length that was pushing against Haruka's swim suit. His own cock seemed to be screaming for independence from the fabric.

Rin's hands found Haruka's ass and squeezed them as their lower regions grinded against each other. With each thrust, Rin wanted more of Haruka. He wanted all of him. Tears gathered in Haruka's eyes as his cock screamed of pleasure. Rin squeezed Haruka's ass tighter as he thrusted himself harder and faster against him.

"Ahhh…R-Rin…" Haruka moaned.

Haruka's entire body shuddered with pleasure. His forehead dripped with sweat, and the water between and around them crashed in rhythm with each furious thrust and push. Feeling his dick sliding against Rin's, Haruka grunted and moaned between deep kisses. Rin didn't know how good it felt to have another erection slide furiously against his own until now. These delicious sounds coming from Haruka's throat and hearing his own name being moaned were music to Rin's ears and directly sent throbbing sensations to his hardened cock. Together, their moans and low grunts echoed off the pool walls.

Summoning up the courage, Haruka surveyed his hands across Rin's bare flesh. He traced the raw flesh of Rin's toned abdomen. Rin felt Haruka's fingers moving around, exploring shyly. He shuddered with pleasure.

Panting, Haruka leaned away slightly to catch him breath. Rin gently pressed his forehead against Haruka's, his fingers tangling themselves with his dark locks. He stared at the flushed face in front of him. Dark locks swept against his damp forehead. Soft, slightly swollen lips partly opened with each breath. Rin lifted Haruka's bangs and pushed them back. The blue eyes before him were glistening, just like the surface of the ocean sparkling when the sunlight struck it.

"You're beautiful, Haru..." Rin managed, breathless. This is what he came back for. He came back for Haruka.

Rin leaned forward, and Haruka parted his lips willingly. Skin met skin again. Hip crashed against hip. Hard cock rubbing against hard cock. Rin moaned into Haruka's mouth, his fingers tangling themselves in his wet, dark locks. Haruka released a soft gasp when Rin's mouth began to leave hot trails of saliva in new territories. Down the slope of his neck. Dropping over his peaked nipple. The deep sound from Haruka's throat drove Rin mad and he sucked harder. Then he moved onto the other waiting peak and continued sucking.

Meanwhile, Rin's hands transitioned from drawing light circles on Haruka's abdomen to their slow and daring descent to the large peak between Haruka's legs. He placed a warm hand over Haruka's erection. Haruka groaned loudly, tossing his head back and arching his body over the pool's edge as Rin's fingers slid up and down his hardened length with increasing speed and intensity, awakening new sensations. Sensations that Haruka never knew. Watching Haruka, flushed and panting, aroused Rin. He couldn't take it anymore.

"Rin…" Haruka gasped, as the crimson-haired boy grasped the waistband of his swimsuit. Rin slowly began to slip the swimsuit down, savoring the moment as the parts of Haruka he had only imagined in his own fantasies were revealed.

"Haru," Rin gasped. "You're beautiful."

A/N: ...Steamy enough for you? Let me know your thoughts in a review! Next chapter rated M. Thank you for all your support-I am truly grateful! :D Until next time.