AN: I love in the manga and musical how Yanagi feels ashamed that he failed Seiichi and the team and tried to carry it over into this fic. It's part of the reason he needs to destress ;p
Practice had been hard as always for the Rikkai tennis team, even with the third years' time there coming to an end. However, for Yanagi Renji, the hardest part was winding down from their high school entrance exams. Their final year at Rikkai had not gone as expected and that had added to the drooping of his shoulders this day, for his data had predicted victory and it had failed his team. Finally entering the locker room, long after he believed the rest of the team had gone home, Yanagi was surprised to find himself with his arms full of his blue-haired captain and friend. Blinking his eyes open, he wrapped his arms around the bundle nestled against his chest, looking up to find Sanada standing in the center of the clubroom as well.
"Seiichi, Genichirou. What are you still doing here?" Sanada quirked an eyebrow and Yukimura smiled up at him.
"I should be asking you that. I'd think you'd want to go home and relax." Yanagi scoffed quietly, stroking a hand over blue hair as he felt Yukimura's arms squeeze around his waist.
"The three of us know I'm not very good at that…" Yukimura smiled gently at his friend, serious captain replaced with caring friend.
"But you should be the least worried out of all of us. I'm sure you did excellent and will make Rikkai High with no problem. We all will." Yanagi nodded, releasing his friend when he pulled away and Yukimura pulled him to a bench, forcing him to sit. Yanagi's brow furrowed as he watched his blue-haired friend, feeling Sanada come around to his back. Suddenly, Yukimura's hands gently came up to unzip his jersey. It slid off of his shoulders easily. Yanagi started, however, when his shirt was pulled up, Yukimura's hands trailing over his abs as he gently pulled his shirt up and over his head. He watched as the other folded the clothing.
"What are you doing?" Yukimura smiled his angelic smile and then there were warm hands pressed to Yanagi's back, massaging his tense muscles. Yanagi bent his head back, resting it against Sanada's stomach as he questioned his friend silently, chocolate eyes confused. Sanada only closed his eyes, fingers hitting a particularly hard knot and kneading harder. Yanagi's eyes slipped closed again and a moan slipped past his lips as his head lolled forward with a sigh. Hands worked out the knots in his neck, sifting through his hair to massage his scalp before moving down his back in slow, firm circles. Another soft moan slipped from his throat and he felt Yukimura's hands joining their friend's to rub gently over his ears.
"We're helping you relax. You need it Renji." Yukimura's soft voice met his ears but Yanagi was out of it, leaning forward and resting his arms on his knees. He shivered, pleasure slowly relaxing his body as Seiichi's warm, slender hands smoothed over his hair, behind his ears and Sanada's calloused fingers dug against his sides in the most pleasing way.
Yukimura's hands slid from his ears and down his neck, squeezing the muscles gently before slipping his hands over his Renji's chest, massaging there as well before brushing gently across his collarbones. Yanagi, however, felt his face begin to flush when a familiar stirring began in his belly. He reluctantly lifted his hands, stilling Yukimura's on his chest. He could feel the blunette giving him a questioning glance as Sanada's hands stilled as well.
"Thank you. I really do appreciate what you're both doing. But…I think I'm thoroughly relaxed now." He swallowed thickly and thought he had made his point until Yukimura smiled softly, plopping himself into Renji's lap. One hand had made its way to Renji's shoulder before the captain froze, eyes widening a bit. Yanagi flushed, lowering his head as shame painted his cheeks red. He wasn't noticeably aroused but with his bottom pressed against it…well, Yukimura could obviously feel his troubling anatomy betraying him. He watched his friend's blue eyes flick over his shoulder, conveying something silently to his vice-captain which made Renji duck his head deeper. After a moment, he felt Yukimura's hand tighten on his shoulder. Suddenly, Yukimura grinned, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to his hair before standing. Dropping to his knees, Yukimura's hands quickly found the waistband of Yanagi's shorts. Renji's hands came quickly to still his.
"What…Seiichi!" the captain pushed his hands away, tugging his shorts down along with his boxers, revealing his semi-erect manhood. Sanada's finger tightened around his shoulders and Yanagi's face flamed.
"Seiichi!" Finally, Sanada reacted. But not in the way Renji expected. The calloused fingers of one hand came to press against his mouth as the other slid a bit further to rest against his collarbones and the blunette before him slowly stroked his thigh soothingly before the delicate digits grasped him. He hissed through his teeth, clenching his eyes closed as the cold fingers touched his semi-heated flesh. His vice-captian's fingers moved from caressing his mouth, to gently running over his abs, and stopping to gently pinch a nipple between his fingers. Yanagi arched, gasping softly. Unfortunately, as he thrust forward, unconsciously trying to get more friction from the rough digits, Yukimura's mouth came down around his hardening cock. Renji's eyes flew open, staring down at his blue-headed friend incredulously. Blue eyes stared back at him, flashing mischievously and daring Yanagi to look away and God, it was one of the most erotic things Renji had ever seen. One hand held gently at the base of his shaft, hot mouth coaxing him to full mast, blood-engorged member beginning to pulse as it filled Yukimura's mouth fully now. The blue head bobbed up and down slowly, hand following its path and Yukimura hummed softly around his shaft. Yanagi moaned, eyes slipping closed and head falling back, fingers scrabbling for purchase against Sanada's jersey clad arm. His body was strung tight and the feeling of being protected and loved surged through him as Sanada wrapped him fully in his arms, holding him tightly. Yukimura's fingers created a rhythm, teasing over his abs and sliding down his body intermittently to stroke gently over the trail of hair just above where he was keeping busy. Renji finally swallowed thickly, whimpering. Sanada's fingers soothingly slipped over his chest, playing over his hardened nipples before one arm came up, two fingers gently forcing their way into his mouth, thrusting slowly against his tongue. Yanagi began sucking greedily, all logic and questions thrown from his mind as he gripped tightly to Sanada's arms. His free hand slipped down, fisting it into blue hair as it tickled his thighs.
Yukimura pulled back, a string of saliva trailing from his lips that made Renji groan. His cheeks were flushed pink, lips swollen and eyes glazed. He smiled up at Yanagi, hand pumping his slick cock. Slowly, Sanada's fingers left his mouth and found Renji's, prying them from his jersey and linking them together. Yanagi whimpered and Yukimura pressed kisses along his thigh, eyes slipping closed, and trailing those kisses up until he had to stand and pressed one to the data master's lips and even in the intimate atmosphere, the kiss was friendly. Not pushy, not lustful. Just the press of lips to reassure him he was cared for. Yanagi began to tense again, hips thrusting forward to meet that delicate, calloused hand. He gripped Sanada's hand harder, other hand clutching at the boy in front of him as he felt the coil inside of him preparing to spring.
"S…Seiichi…" He clenched his eyes harder, pulling himself tighter back against Sanada and turning his face into the crook of his stoic friend's elbow. He felt Yukimura move back to his knees and gasped as his mouth once again replaced his hand. The flick of a tongue over his head, the press of the flat of that tongue to the underside of his erection, and his back arched. With a gasp, he pressed his face into Sanada's arm hard and came into his friend's mouth, twitching gently as he felt his seed spurt from his body and the only thing he could feel was the pleasure coursing through him and Sanada's arms keeping him grounded. As he came down, through the haze of his orgasm, Yanagi watched as Yukimura swiped his thumb over his lips, licking them clean and he blushed a deep red as he realized he had come in his friend's mouth. What's more, the blunette had swallowed every last drop of his essence. His face began to flame once more as he realized these things and his arm came up to cover his eyes. He heard Yukimura chuckle softly and Sanada untangled the fingers Renji had not realized were still linked, bring his hand up to rest over his arm.
"Oh Renji. Don't shy away like that." The blunette's gentle hands pulled his away from his face but he still couldn't look at his friend, turning his face into Sanada's shoulder.
"You…you just…and I…oh goodness…" Yukimura laughed loudly now, turning his face towards him as he seated himself gently in Renji's lap again.
"Do you think we would have done it if we weren't okay with it? You've already told us your preferences and we accept it. Why should we be offended that we made you feel this way with just our touch? I for one am flattered." He grinned cheekily and Yanagi's face didn't feel as hot. Sanada cleared his throat behind him and Renji slowly lifted his face, meeting his eyes as he rested his head against his stomach.
"You're our friend Renji. Of course, Yukimura originally told me he only planned to help you relax. This…wasn't what I thought he had in mind." Yukimura pouted.
"Well, I did just mean for us to just do the massage but when I realized we had turned him on…well, I wasn't against it and we couldn't leave him like that. Besides, it was nice to see him that way wasn't it? And it definitely helped you relax didn't it, Renji? Besides, it was a bit exciting wasn't it Genichirou? I think Renji has me questioning myself!" Yukimura's voice chirped as he stood and helped pull Yanagi's boxers and shorts back into place before dragging Yanagi's hand to the bulge in his own shorts. Seeing that he wasn't alone in how he felt, Yanagi felt a bit better and he even laughed softly, swiping his wrist over his forehead as Yukimura continued, making Sanada's face flush.
"You can help us explore our new sexuality. I obviously trust you as one of my best friends and I enjoyed this. I liked seeing that I made you feel that way. That I could do that to you. Wouldn't mind feeling it myself."
"Yukimura!" Sanada's voice was strained and he pulled his hat down over his eyes, gently propping Renji up and stalking away from the two, hand over his mouth. Yukimura was too busy to notice but Renji was able to catch a glimpse of the tent in the front of Sanada's trousers but said nothing of it as to not embarrass him further. He just smiled softly.
"Oh hush, Genichirou! Fine. We don't need you to have fun, do we Renji?" Yukimura's arms came around Yanagi's shoulders and he squeezed him, grinning as he kissed his hair. Yanagi laughed, realizing how relaxed he was feeling, and wrapped his arms around Yukimura, hugging him tightly.
"…thank you…both of you." Sanada turned his head, meeting his eyes momentarily with a blush faintly visible on his cheekbones as he nodded to Renji.
"And I'd be more than willing to help you explore yourself Seiichi." He stated, cocking his head towards Genichirou and winking at the blunette. "As long as you allow me to explore you as well." The inflection of seduction in Yanagi's voice made Sanada's face fall again and Yukimura laughed loudly, fingers pressing over his lips as Sanada blushed fiercely.
"T-Tarundoru!" Yanagi stifled his chuckles in Yukimura's shoulder, shaking his head and relishing the feel of Yukimura's fingers against the back of his neck.
"Honestly Genichirou." The stoic man huffed at the two on the bench, heading for the door.
"I'll see you both tomorrow. Please try not to strain yourselves with your…experiments." Yukimura chuckled again, waving as Genichirou closed the door behind him. Yanagi's smile faded a bit and Yukimura's hand found his shoulder.
"Don't worry Renji. He's not really mad. He has never been able to be mad at you. He just didn't expect to have to help me with your…problem. I however am most certainly not opposed…" A finger traced patterns against Renji's still bare chest and Yukimura's blue eyes were half lidded, watching his own finger against creamy skin. Had his eye lashes always been so thick and dark? He swallowed as the blunette continued. "I'm not opposed to learning more about what turns you on." His voice was husky and he lifted his eyes, watching Renji through dark lashes. Renji moaned softly in the back of his throat, throwing caution to the wind as his voice caught.
"You. You most definitely turn me on, Seiichi." He was able to see the blunette's eyes light up before he pulled him in for a rough kiss. Yukimura accepted readily, hands holding tightly to his new lover. When they pulled away, Renji buried his face in Yukimura's neck, tongue and teeth busying themselves with the pale skin. Yukimura moaned and decided, as Renji pressed him back against the bench that, yes, this was most definitely not bad at all.