Day eleven - dom/sub

From the moment that Makoto pulled him down into a heated kiss, hands pushing themselves under his shirt, and that look in green eyes that sent pleasured chills go down Seijuurou's spine. He let himself be pushed up against the pillows on Makoto's neatly made bed and groaned against Makoto's lips, cupping his face with his hands to bring the brunette closer and to have his tongue lap gently on the roof of Makoto's mouth.

Makoto brought the redhead's lower lip into his mouth, nibbling and sucking on it before releasing it with a satisfied sigh. "Seijuurou..."

He hummed in response, brushing his thumb against Makoto's cheek. "Yes?"

"Can we...try something?"

Seijuurou tied the final knot on the piece of cloth around Makoto's wrists that had him bound to his bedframe and Makoto shifted against the pillow that Seijuurou had placed between his body and his bed, smiling at the redhead. Seijuurou, at Makoto's breathy request, had also taken care of his clothing as well, leaving the brunette naked aside from the socks on his feet. Knowing that eventually Makoto would ask Seijuurou to remove his clothes as well due to his hands being incapable of doing the task themselves and with a grin spread on his face, Seijuurou discarded his clothes bit by bit, slowly, to tease his bound brunette. As his shirt was lifted, Seijuurou couldn't help but smile wider once he heard the pleased sound that came from Makoto on the floor.

"What, you like what you see?" Seijuurou rolled his hips as he hooked his fingers underneath his pants and underwear, slowly sliding them down past his hips and stopping.

"Fuck yeah." Makoto whined.

"Oooh, Tachibana bringing out the swears..." In a final tug Seijuurou dropped his clothing to the floor, sighing in pleased relief as his hardening erection bobbed once his boxers were removed. He kicked the discarded clothes to the pile with Makoto's, reaching over to slide his hand underneath Makoto's matress, grabbing the hidden container of lube before dropping to his knees in front of the waiting brunette.

"I can't help it, it's just what you do to me..." Makoto shifted to bring himself forward, pressing his lips to Seijuurou's jaw. "You drive me crazy."

"Which I'm very happy about."

Seijuurou nudged Makoto's thighs apart and the brunette followed suit, spreading his legs so that Seijuurou could rest comfortably between them. A low groan rumbled in Makoto's throat as Seijuurou dipped his head, trailing his mouth down his boyfriends neck to his collarbones. With every nip from Seijuurou's teeth it made Makoto's body jolt and the younger swimmer would forget that his hands were bound and he was unable to run his fingers through red hair and tug, no matter how much he wanted to. So instead, he could only whine and let Seijuurou continue. Makoto hissed once he felt teeth bite at his nipple, easing into a sigh as lips closed around it and sucked once, twice, before feeling Seijuurou's teeth again. The Samezuka captain lowered himself down and continued to press his lips to Makoto's skin, hands squeezing the thigs on his sides and licked at the brunette's abs and felt his erection rub against his chin.

Makoto rolled his hips, making his cock now press against Seijuurou's cheek and moaned. "Sei...can you?"

The redhead laughed. "Now, now, Makoto..."

"Seijuurou-" Makoto hooked his legs around the slightly larger body, pulling Seijuurou forward slightly and growled. "Suck my dick."

"My pleasure." A pink tongue swiped over the head of Makoto's cock, humming in appreciation as the sound of a low groan vibrated in Makoto's throat. "You like that, baby?"

"Mmmyeah..." The brunette shifted again, his foot brushing against Seijuurou's thigh. "You know what would be even better?"

"Hmm?" Seijuurou's lips were stretched over Makoto's member, tilting his golden eyes upward, raising an eyebrow.

Makoto pursed his lips, moaning as his cock slid further in Seijuurou's mouth. "Finger yourself while you suck me, baby. Then I want you to fuck yourself on my dick as hard as you can."

The youngest shivered when Seijuurou moaned, biting his lip as he watched the redhead sit up to reach for the bottle of lube off to Makoto's side and once he opened the cap he looked into half-lidded green eyes, smiling as he readjusted himself on his hands and knees in front of Makoto, holding his two lube-coated fingers in the air until he kissed the beading pre-cum from the slit of Makoto's cock. Seijuurou spread his legs, his spare hand resting on Makoto's thigh as his cold, wet fingers rubbed against his hole and moaned.

"I bet you're so tight, Sei..." Makoto whispered as Seijuurou slipped a finger inside himself, breathing heavily against Makoto's length and nipped at the foreskin.

Seijuurou didn't respond, only rubbing his cheek against Makoto's shaft as he moved his finger deeper inside. He swallowed and ran his tongue against the underside of Makoto's cock, moving up until his lips were around the reddened head again and his second slicked finger was softly pressing against his first. If Makoto's hands weren't tied behind him, Seijuurou was more than positive that those hands would be tangled in his short hair, tugging and urging his mouth to go deeper. He could taste the bittersweet beads of pre-cum at the back of his tongue and pressed his fingers in deeper, scissoring them apart and stretching himself further.

Makoto whined and rolled his hips, half-lidded green eyes looking down at his boyfriend. "Sei...I want to fuck you so bad right now..."

With a last lick, Seijuurou pulled his fingers out, sitting upright and reaching for the nearby tissue box to clean his fingers off. With every movement he could feel Makoto's gaze, watching with anticipation as he tossed the used tissue aside and reached for their bottle of lube again, to open the lid with ease and drizzle a decent amount on the brunette's erection. Seijuurou smiled when Makoto gasped due to the feeling of the cold gel and he pressed a kiss to his cheek. Closing the bottle and placing it on the bed, the redhead straddled Makoto's hips, adjusting himself so that he felt the slick tip of Makoto's erection between his cheeks, biting his lip at the feeling.

The brunette leaned in, biting at Seijuurou's earlobe, and groaned. "Now, fucking now-"

Seijuurou moved his arm behind him so that he was able to grasp the base of Makoto's cock, holding it in place as he slowly pressed the tip against his stretched hole, wincing and gasping as he felt himself adjust to the size. He breathed in sharply once Makoto was halfway inside, his own cock straining with the feeling and Makoto nibbling at his skin and thought that if Makoto kept this up, he would be coming sooner than planned. Once he was settled all the way down, Seijuurou shifted his hips, slowly raising himself up slightly so he could attempt at setting a slow pace to build up to whatever Makoto wanted.

"Seijuurou-" Makoto moaned. "Untie me."

"But b-being tied, that's what you wanted..."

"Seijuurou fucking Mikoshiba, I want you to untie me so I can fuck you right into the floor now so do it-!"

Seijuurou didn't have to be told twice as Makoto bit down on his shoulder.

As soon as the last knot was loosened and Makoto's wrists were free, he pushed the Samezuka captain to the floor, hands gripping his thighs, and thrust forward forcefully into him. Golden eyes widened and Seijuurou's mouth fell open, hands flying to claw at Makoto's back.

"You're so tight, babe..." Makoto licked his lips and stared down at Seijuurou's face. "You sound so wonderful, too..."

Makoto continued to move, thrusting as deep as he could into the redhead beneath him. As soon as Seijuurou let out a loud cry, Makoto knew that he finally reached that spot, and brought Seijuurou's hips up slightly more to apply his weight to press right into it, slowly rocking to rub the tip of his cock against Seijuurou's swollen gland.

"Sei, baby..." Makoto's voice was gentle and quiet, almost barely audible over Seijuurou's moans and pleads. His thumbs pressed harder against Seijuurou's tan thighs, making small comforting circles. "You like that, being fucked so deep?" A quick nod followed by a whine was Makoto's answer. Seijuurou was arching off of the floor, the beads of his pre-cum leaking down his shaft and rolling to pool on his stomach. Makoto gave a low chuckle, one of his hands leaving Seijuurou's leg to trail up and ran a finger up his throbbing length, enclosing two fingers to squeeze at the sensitive head.

"F-Fuck-!"

"Maybe I should have been the one to tie you up, instead..." Makoto watched as Seijuurou was starting to come undone in front of him, his breaths coming in sharp gasps mixed in with moans. "I don't think your hands would be enough, though...maybe I'd tie your legs apart, too...god, to have you completely bound would drive you as crazy as it makes me..."

The brunette felt Seijuurou's blunt nails dig into his back a final time with a choked wail before the hold went limp as the older captain came onto his stomach and Makoto's hand, breathing unevenly. With his clean hand Makoto pressed Seijuurou flat on the floor, pulling out of the redhead (making Seijuurou whine as soon as he felt himself being emptied), and moved himself to be on his knees above Seijuurou, stroking himself and the younger captain was torn between from watching his boyfriend's face or how the excess lube was dripping from his cock onto Seijuurou's chest. However he settled on his face, pumping his cock quicker as he felt the pressure in his abdomen tighten for his own release, focusing on flushed cheeks, wet, plump lips and hazed gold, the sounds that were coming out of that parted mouth still fresh in Makoto's mind as he tensed, ribbons of his cum decorating Seijuurou's face; cheeks, chin, lips, even on his neck, and sighed in relief and smiled at the sight.

"Beautiful." He breathed, leaning forward to rest himself on his side, propping his body on his arm to smile at the redhead.

Seijuurou kept his eyes closed, chest finally rising and falling at a even rate, and his tongue darted out to wipe the cum from his lips. "...You really want to tie me up?"

"It's...something I've been looking into." Makoto cleared his throat. "T-That is, if you want to!"

"Makoto, I don't understand you." Laughter bubbled up in Seijuurou's chest as he turned his head to look at his flustered and confused boyfriend.

"W-what?"

"You go from...well, in short, fucking sexy as hell and dominating and dirty talk and everything, right back to your cute ass self!" Seijuurou wiped a dab of cum from his cheek. "You came on my face on purpose!"

Makoto hid his face against the carpet, nudging Seijuurou with his leg. "W-Well I also read that sometimes it's good to...mix things up, so..."

"...You think you can manage another round after a bit? Maybe...try that tying up stuff you mentioned?"

The brunette didn't have to look at Seijuurou to know that his boyfriend's face was now as equally red as his own. "Ten minutes?"

"I'll just lay here, you go find stuff." Seijuurou lifted an arm to wave towards Makoto. "While you're at it, some water would be amazing right now."

With a laugh and grunt, Makoto brought himself up back to his knees and then bracing himself against his bed, back to his feet on wobbly legs. "Alright, alright..."

Author's note: I am so, so sorry.