Disclaimer: Yukimura owns the world. But Prince of Tennis belongs to Konomi-sensei.

Warning: Non-con. Because Marui got kidnapped. (haha, this is why reviewers are good. They tell me when I'm being a n00b and forgetting warnings and/or disclaimers. (SHUT UP I DONT HAVE TIME TO GET IT BETA-ED (unless you want the story to take a longer time to update? (Yeah, I didn't think so.))))


After his bath, Akaya walked back to the cafeteria to get more food. He was still hungry and was hoping to sneak something out. The devil ace nearly shrieked in delight when he found a bowl of fruit in the middle of an empty kitchen. He ate an apple and a banana before heading back.

After walking down a few hallways, Akaya stopped and scratched his head. Oh crap. Where was his room again?

Oh well. All he had to do was check each room individually and he would find his soon enough. He slid open the first door to his right, not bothering to knock. Knocking is for losers. And anyways, the room he had opened was not his. It was vacant.

He moved to the next door, sliding it open in the same fashion. Inside, Niou and Yagyuu were both naked. Niou was sweating and panting, shoving himself up and down on Yagyuu's hips, throwing his head back and shouting out in pleasure.

"Hey, sempai! Do you remember where my room is?" shouted Akaya, not caring about what he was interrupting.

"A-Akaya! What the hell, get out!" shouted Niou upon seeing his underclassman standing in the doorway, keeping the door wide open. Yagyuu turned his head and sighed.

Akaya grumbled and left, slamming the door shut. He went off in another hallway. Who cares about those two anyways? He could find his room without their help.

Once he reached the next hallway, Akaya once again opened the closest door he came across.

Inside the room were Marui and Jirou. But Marui was completely bound and tied up with a rope and tape covering his mouth. Jirou was carefully ripping Marui's clothes without removing the ropes and handcuffs all while stroking his palm against Marui's crotch.

"Marui-sempai, do you remember where my room is?" asked Akaya.

Marui gave Akaya a look that screamed 'HELP ME' while muffled screams erupted from his throat only to be stopped by the tape covering his mouth. The noise went unnoticed. Akaya left when he got no reply, slamming the door shut once again. Stupid useless sempai.

Luckily for Akaya, Yanagi showed up right after. "Akaya, there you are." said Yanagi, relief in his voice.

"Sempai! Sorry I got lost. Niou-sempai and Yagyuu-sempai were too busy fucking and Marui-sempai was too busy getting raped to even tell me where my room was." whined Akaya, hugging Yanagi's arm.

"I calculated there would be a 72% chance that you would get lost. Seems I was right. Let's go back to our room, Akaya." said Yanagi, gently patting Akaya's hair.

They walked to the end of the hall before turning left and reaching their room. Once they got back inside, Akaya wasted no time in pouncing on Yanagi. The data master fell on the futon, Akaya on top of him.

"Sempai! Let do more stuff today. We can have sex!" said Akaya enthusiastically.

Yanagi smiled. "I already told you, Akaya. Let's wait a little bit before that. A relationship is not just about the physical pleasure."

"But… I want to make you feel good." pouted Akaya. "And Niou-sempai said he had sex on the first day that he began dating Yagyuu-sempai! We've been dating for like, ages." Or a month. Whatever. Same thing.

"Masaharu and Hiroshi are… special. The normal rules don't apply to them." said Yanagi. "Besides, aren't you tired from all that climbing we did today? It's important to get proper rest."

Akaya leaned down and eagerly kissed Yanagi.

"But I don't wanna go to sleep yet, sempai. Can we do the same thing as last time then?" asked Akaya, not wanting to just go to bed like the previous day. "You know, that thing we did during our study session? I want to do that. Can we?" Akaya smiled widely, shaking Yanagi as if to shake the answers out of the data master.

"Akaya…" began Yanagi, tone slightly hesitant.

"Please sempai! I want to. Or else I'll… I'll never speak to you again!" said Akaya, turning his head away and crossing his arms like a child. Akaya didn't get why they had to wait. Wasn't sex supposed to feel good? Niou-sempai said it did. Then why was Yanagi-sempai so adverse to it? It felt good, so why shouldn't they do it? He didn't understand.

Yanagi sighed. He didn't like giving in to Akaya when the pouting started, but he knew he had to make the younger teen happy in some way. They had been lacking in intimacy lately.

"All right, Akaya. But be more careful this time." said Yanagi, recalling the last time when Akaya had accidentally bitten him. Akaya's face lit up brightly.

"I will! I'm not new to it anymore." Akaya brought his hands to the opening folds of Yanagi's yukata and spread it open, revealing the data master's skinny body. Akaya gazed down at his target: Yanagi-sempai's limp member.

Akaya wasted no time in shaking Yanagi's erection as if he was shaking a soda can.

"Akaya, slow down. I'm not going anywhere." said Yanagi, grabbing the smaller's hands to begin a good stroking pace.

"I know, I know!" said Akaya impatiently, starting to follow the gentle pace Yanagi began.

This was why Yanagi was not in any rush to get to the sex so soon. Akaya was like a child, and an impatient one at that. When Akaya gets a new game or toy, he will play with it enormously for a few weeks before abandoning it out of boredom and moving on to the next one. Yanagi did not want that to happen to him. He did not want to be a simple plaything to give physical pleasure until Akaya got tired of him. Not only that, but Yanagi was sure Akaya did not fully understand what sex was. Maybe Akaya was not dense like Genichirou, but the devil ace believed anything others told him.

Once Yanagi's cock became half-hard, Akaya gave a smile before swooping his head down and swallowing it down his throat. The devil ace quickly retreated a second later, coughing.

"Akaya, I told you to slow down. Don't choke yourself. You don't have to put the whole thing in your mouth. Do it like last time and use your hand too." said Yanagi calmly.

"But… Niou-sempai said he can put Yagyuu-sempai's entire thing in his mouth in all at once!" Akaya cried out.

"Akaya, Masaharu has years of experience that you don't. For now, just do what's comfortable." said Yanagi patiently despite his throbbing hard-on. "Besides, you said you wanted to pleasure me, no? You should follow what I say."

Akaya nodded frantically. "Yeah. Okay. But I'll definitely make you come faster than last time. And I'll swallow it all too!"

The younger teen grabbed hold of the hard member, now dragging his tongue all along the underside, tracing the large sensitive vein. Yanagi's breathing got harder. Akaya then moved on to swallow the tip, swirling his tongue over it and sucking hard, tasting bitter liquid. It was a good sign.

"Nhmm… Akaya, move your hand a lit- Ah, that's it." growled Yanagi when Akaya began pumping Yanagi's cock with his hand; his mouth never stopped what it was doing to the tip.

Instead of taking it all at once, Akaya slowly began putting the member in deeper and deeper into his mouth, being careful to not to choke again. When he went as far as he was comfortable with, he began pulling back and thrusting it back in his mouth. His tongue dug at the slit like a drill, lapping at the leaking essence. He was constantly sucking the erection as if he was sucking on candy.

Yanagi panted, his hips rocking in tune with Akaya's mouth. Yanagi's hand caressed Akaya's black hair, encouraging him to continue. The data master's foot dragged forward and back on the futon's covers; he was close. With a last, particularly deep thrust into the warm moist mouth, Yanagi came with a wild grunt. Akaya's eyebrows turned into a frown as he focused on swallowing as much as he could. Some of the bitter essence dripped out of his mouth even after all the effort.

Yanagi took his water bottle from the bag he kept next to the futon and gave it to Akaya. "Here, drink this... to get rid of the taste." he said, still panting slightly. Akaya took in and drank it all in one huge gulp as if he had been famished.

Once he emptied the bottle, Akaya let out a victorious shout, pouncing his fist in the air in victory. "Fwah! I did it better this time right?"

Yanagi smiled. "Yes you did."

"Yeah! I'll beat Niou-sempai in no time. I'll definitely get better than him. Did you notice? I was careful not to use teeth this time and I sucked more!" shouted Akaya in happiness.

"I did notice. You improved a lot." praised Yanagi, cleaning up the drying cum on the futon with a few tissues. "Now that you've have what you wanted, let's go to bed. Tomorrow's our last day here."

"Okay. Next time, can we have sex?"

"…We'll see, Akaya."


Atobe was not happy. Sure, he had stayed in the hot springs longer than anyone else, but that certainly did not give his team the right to vanish immediately after. Especially not when he was this horny.

No doubt Oshitari and Mukahi were off fucking somewhere after all those looks they gave each other during the day. The same could probably be said about Choutarou and Shishido... fucking traitors, thinking they were being discreet when it was totally obvious. Hiyoshi had simply said "I don't feel like it" and left to god-knows-where. There was Kabaji who was usually around, but who always mysteriously vanished whenever people on the team started sexing each other. Like now.

Even the Rikkai members were being boring and were already busy. Atobe had popped in on Genichirou and Seiichi, asking if they wanted a threesome with ore-sama. Not only did Genichirou and Seiichi both reject him, but Seiichi took away his senses while Genichirou, that idiotic muffinhead, threw large objects at him. How dare they! He was only trying to get them to actually have sex for once. They had been giving each other massages when Atobe had walked in. Honestly, those two have the slowest love life he had ever heard about. All alone in a room and they weren't even kissing! Instead, they had said stuff about "Enjoying each other's presence"… whatever that meant.

Anyways, that left one person: Jirou.

If he had to choose, Atobe would say that Jirou was certainly not the most skilled on the team. Jirou often was either too enthusiastic and hyper, or too sleepy that he fell asleep in the middle of sex as he already had multiple times before. But even if Jirou was not the best, Atobe did like his cute face and still preferred him over all the others on his team. Jirou actually respected him, his prowess and his amazing tennis abilities. And most importantly: Jirou did not ever vanish when Atobe needed him.

Atobe roughly slid open Jirou's hotel room door. "Oi Jirou, let's have some fun tonight." said the Hyotei captain. Atobe's eyes widened at what he saw in the room and he cursed out loud.

Damn. Jirou had captured that red-haired kid from Rikkai and was now blowing him. The kid, Marui Bunta, was completely naked except for ropes holding his hands together and tape over his mouth. Marui's face was red with a blush at the attention Jirou's mouth was giving his cock. Atobe knew well how good that mouth felt.

"Hey Jirou. Come back to my room and let the kid go. Seiichi's gonna get frantic if he hears you kidnapped and raped his teammate." said Atobe impatiently.

Jirou brought his head up, pouting. Marui gave a barely audible groan. "But Atobe… I finally got my beloved Marui-sama here. I don't want to go." said Jirou.

"Jirou…" growled Atobe.

"I know! Why don't you just join in? The more the merrier." said Jirou enthusiastically. Marui's eyes popped open in horror as he began struggling on the floor again.

Oh crap, thought Marui. He could take Jirou fine. Actually, the blowjob had even felt amazing so he wasn't minding it very much. But now the Hyotei captain wanted to join in? NO. No no no no no. This was not good.

Atobe smirked dangerously. "Fine, but I'm still fucking you, Jirou." He went to sit down on the futon where Marui was tied up. That redhead was really aroused already. It looked like Marui was having problems breathing with that tape over his mouth. Atobe began stripping himself of his expensive clothes, not caring to fold them.

"Okay. You can do that while I do Marui-sama." smiled Jirou, pushing Marui until the redhead fell on his stomach. Jirou then used the position to trail his hands on Marui's behind. Marui inhaled sharply and tried squirming away but to no avail.

Atobe shrugged. "Do whatever you want. I'll still fuck you so hard that even the redhead will be able to feel it." Whatever, he'll worry about the consequences later. First of all, he'll just have to tell Seiichi it wasn't his fault. Second of all, he wouldn't be in this mess if the others hadn't vanished, so he could blame them. And third of all, he's amazing at sex; Marui will have absolutely nothing to complain about in a few minutes.

Jirou smiled down at Marui. "Isn't that great Marui-sama? Don't worry, Atobe's great at this. We'll both make you feel really good."

Marui shook his head frantically, yelling out NO ANYONE BUT ATOBE! in his mind, which went totally ignored by the other two. Atobe brought his hand down and ripped the tape off Marui's mouth.

Atobe gave a sly grin and looked down at the panting redhead. "I'll make you both scream ore-sama's name all night long." said the Hyotei Captain.

Fortunately for everyone, Atobe was true to his word and used his prowess in bed to make both Jirou and Marui do nothing but moan loudly for more all night. Even Marui ended up having no complaints, much to his own surprise.


Author's Rant:

I like that word. PROWESS. lolzz

And the last few chapters didn't have enough Sanada-torture for my liking. There is a 100% chance that there will be some in the next chapter. Because I already wrote it. Haha.

SO TOMORROW I HAVE MY FIRST DAY OFF IN TWO WEEKS. DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS? AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER MARATHON. FUCK YEAH. /my life is awesome/ I am so excited.


Next Chapter: Yanagi makes Genichirou uncomfortable with his questions... again, and then a misunderstanding occurs because Atobe's head is in his pants.