Today I really don't have time to write anything, because of my premiere. Lucky for you I wrote this yesterday.

Oh my... Is this really ok to write...

I don't own Eyeshield 21.


Fall – Chapter 9


Hiruma kept his bad mood from lunch through practice and was cold and efficient during their pregame meeting afterwards. When the meeting ended he chased everyone but Sena out of the clubhouse. Sena watched as he made his way to the back and sat down behind the large desk where he had put his laptop. Meeting Sena's eyes his mood finally seemed to brighten up. His face split into an evil grin.

"You ate the lunch I bought, fucking shrimp. Come over here and pay the price." He said pointing down at his lap. Sena swallowed nervously and slowly made his way over. As soon as he got into Hiruma's range he was pulled over and lifted onto the desk. Now sitting face to face with Hiruma Sena felt himself blush. This had to be stopped before another incident like at lunch occurred.

"Hiruma-san, we really shouldn't be doing anything like that in here. Someone might see us again...." he said with a pleading tone. Hiruma smirked in a way that made Sena's cheeks a few shades redder.

"I like it when you beg." he said in a husky voice with his lips close to Sena's. Sena was taken by the sound of that voice and Hiruma seized the opportunity to press their lips together.

It was a forceful kiss and Hiruma's arms closed around Sena, making him moan. As he opened his lips Hiruma's hot tongue went in to explore. Sena felt the inside of his mouth tingle and his lips burn from the senation of the slick muscle stroking his tongue and the roof of his mouth. He tried his best to kiss back, gently sticking his tongue into the Hiruma's mouth and stroking it over the smooth fang like teeth waiting in there.

It didn't take long before the had to stop for breath. Sena sat panting at the desk as Hiruma peeked around him at the door. He turned his eyes to Sena with a cunning look on his face.

"You don't want anyone to see, right? The lets do it like this!" he said while lifting Sena of the table and putting him under the desk. Poking his head in under the tabletop he continued with a smile of pure malice.

"If you get me of from there people won't see even if they come walking right into this room. I'll keep on the lookout." As he said this he slowly pulled his zipper down, releasing his already hard member. Sena stared at it with the feeling of butterflies in his stomach. Chiding himself for letting Hiruma win him over he reached out to grab Hiruma's waiting erection. As he began to stroke it Hiruma made a pleased hum and reached down to comb his fingers through Sena's hair.

"Wasn't it enough what we did yesterday?" Sena asked him in a soft but slightly amused voice changing the pace to a slightly slower one. Hiruma leaned back to meet his gaze.

"Heh, I have a lot pent up. Didn't I tell you I've had my eyes on you for months?" he said with husky whisper as he gently caressed Sena's lips with his thumb.

Just as Sena was about to confess to the devil how long he had been interested in him as more then quarterback and tormentor he heard the door open. He could see Hiruma instantly snapping on his poker face and heard the sound of someone entering the clubhouse.

Sena's hands were still moving up and down Hiruma's shaft as he himself was far to caught up in listening after any sound of that person getting closer. Hiruma made an irritated sigh.

"What the fuck do you want?" he asked the intruder. A displeased sound was heard in a voice that was all to familiar to Sena.

"I'm looking for Sena. He said he would wait for me after practice so that we could walk home together." came the response in the voice of Mamori. Sena immediately halted the strokes and shot a panicking look up at Hiruma. Hiruma looked displeased and pinched Sena's cheek to urge him to continue moving his hands.

"Well, he's not here. Maybe he decided that he didn't need a fucking babysitter and went home all by himself." Hiruma taunted Mamori, who snorted at him. Sena blushed crimson as he continued to pleasure Hiruma with long strokes.

"I bet you made him participate in practice again. What's wrong with you? Sena cant handle those kinds of exercises!" As Mamori scolded him Hiruma pried Sena's mouth oven with his thumb. Gently pulling Sena's head forward he urged Sena to take his erection into his mouth. Sena was taken by surprise by the feel of the tip of Hiruma's penis grazing his lips.

"Oh, I'm sure that can handle much more then you think." Hiruma said in a superior tone. Those words gave Sena the impulse to defy what might be expected of him and he took Hiruma's head into his mouth. Hiruma's face gave nothing away of how he felt but his fingers had pressed into Sena's hair and were now massaging his scalp.

"Well, I'm gonna wait here for a while. He might have just gone to talk to someone." Mamori said as Sena sucked gently on the head of Hiruma's penis. When he licked along the length of it Hiruma gave him a light squeeze with his legs.

"I hope he hasn't gotten into any trouble." came Mamori's voice as Hiruma pushed on Sena's head, forcing him to take more of his erection into his mouth. Sena could feel the friction between his tongue and lips and Hiruma's penis increase when he picked up the pace. Suddenly Hiruma spoke in an tone that could be interpenetrated as both pissed of and extremely urgent.

"Get the fuck out of here, fucking manager." he hissed. Sena could hear Mamori let out an irritated "Always this attitude..." before opening the door to leave.

As soon as Sena heard the door close he felt the slender thighs squeeze him and Hiruma made a low growl before cumming in his mouth. Not knowing what to do with the salty liquid he swallowed it, while Hiruma watched him with a faint blush on his cheeks. Pulling Sena up from under the table to plant a firm kiss on is lips Hiruma smiled.

"That was fucking great."