Long awaited lemon, anyone? Hmm? Hmm? *evil grin*

Chapter 20: Us

Eijun whimpered as Mei nipped at his earlobe, canceling out the pain of his entrance being stretched. Mei slowly scissored two of his fingers inside, stretching the brunette's tight walls. "Does it hurt?"

"N-No … AH!"

Eijun desperately clung to the bedsheets as the blonde began to thrust into him. "Ngh … M-Mei … Mei … ahhh … f-faster …"

The former Inashiro pitcher held onto the younger male's hips, pushed him on the bed and increased his speed, smacking sounds reaching his ears. "How does that feel? Huh? Naughty little bunny. You want me all to yourself, don't you?" He bent down and plunged his lips onto the latter's, automatically gaining dominance. Their tongues engaged in a fierce dance, their moans drowning into the other's mouth.

Eijun suddenly shrieked as his sweet spot was hit. "Haaa!"

Mei repositioned his member and moved faster than ever, the bed creaking.

At last, they screamed in pleasure as they both came at the same time, the blonde's cum filling the brunette to the brim. It leaked down his thighs and onto the sheets, creating a mess. They toppled to the floor and laid there in silence, bliss shocking their bodies.

After a while, Mei kissed Eijun on the forehead. "I love you," he said seductively before falling asleep.

Miyuki intently watched a familiar figure from the gates of Seidou, studying their pitching form and relentless effort. "Oi! Not bad for a kid like you!"

The figure turned around and bit his lip shyly. "Miyuki-senpai …"

The bespectacled man walked over to the mound and sat next to Inohara Kotaro, an amused smirk on his face. "Don't overwork yourself. It's not good for your health."

The ace nodded, playing with a ball in his mitt. "I know, I know. As the ace, I have to take good care of myself, but … I'm not doing enough. I'm loud, noisy and my senpai kick me a lot. I have a lot to carry on my shoulders."

Miyuki pulled the redhead close and whispered, "I'll be here to support you. Every step of the way. Trust me."

Kotaro blushed at the warm embrace, his heart running wild. He always had a thing for the former catcher, but this was too much to handle. "Senpai … you can't be doing this. What about your relationship with Sawamura-senpai?"

" … We divorced."

"Eh? Why? Isn't he pregnant?"

"Yea, but apparently stuff came up and we had to call it off. I'm over him now." 'Ha, you wish.'

Kotaro mumbled in understanding, his head in the clouds. 'He's so close to me … damn, I'm about to explode! Wait, why are we hugging?!'

"Kotaro."

"Um, yeah —"

Miyuki suddenly planted a kiss on his lips, squeezing their bodies together. The first year's face turned florid at the intimate gesture, knocking his mitt out of his hands. "S-Senpai …" he muttered into the kiss.

The bespectacled man pushed the ace's head closer, deepening the kiss, forcing them into a tongue battle. Kotaro moaned as Miyuki bit hard on his bottom lip, but immediately stopped as he felt hands travel up his shirt. "Senpai, we can't," he warned weakly. "I'm too young. What if someone sees us? My title will be ruined, and so will yours."

"Don't worry," the latter reassured, his eyes radiating with a calm lust. "It's dark enough and no one will see, I promise. Let's go in the dugout." He grabbed the teen's arm and strolled to the dugout. He pushed him onto the bench and held his wrists above his head.

"Now, where were we?"