Disclaimer and summary found in part one.
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AGAIN
Chapter Three
"Good game, Echizen," Tezuka walked towards my side of the court and held one hand out. I lay on the ground staring at the passing clouds when Tezuka's open palms blocked my view. Taking his hand and I pulled myself up. "I still can't win you Tezuka," I said, not in a sad tone, but more of a tone of amusement. "Ah," was Tezuka's only reply. Yet on his face was a rare smile, that none of the other regulars have seen. "Kirei…," I spoke out-loud unknowingly.
"Eh?"
"No, nothing!" I immediately replied, feeling the redness growing on my face. I looked up at him again, while he stood next to me, looking at the clouds and the evening sky. I can smell the musky soap he uses, and feel the heat emitting from the earlier match. I want to reach out to him, pulling him into my arms, but I know I can't. At least not now, I suppose. Tezuka turned to face me, and smiled, again. I bet he enjoyed the match. I never seen him smile so much before. "Let's go back to the club house. It's getting late," and he turned his heels to walk away. He is walking away from me again. I felt a deep pain in my heart. It is the third time I see him walking around, his back facing me. "Tezu…," before I can finish calling him, he turned around and signaling me to follow him. Perhaps… perhaps… it is a good sign.
When I walked in, Tezuka was already in front of his locker, taking out his clean uniform. I grabbed my bag and walked towards the bench that was right in front of Tezuka. I stood there, staring at Tezuka's back. He removed his damp shirt, exposing the bare back in front of me. Sweat slid down from his neck to end of his spinal cord. He took his towel and gently wiped away the perspiration. My heart skipped a beat. I want him so much. I want him now.
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I was caught by surprise at Ryoma's sudden embrace. My face went red and was hot from the blush. I could feel him breathing down my back. My heart was pumping faster than usual and my breath was getting erratic. "Tezuka…," he whispered just below my ears. I shuddered when his lips brushed across my ear. He tightened his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. "Tezuka…," he whispered again. I couldn't resist anymore and turned myself around to face him. His eyes stared straight into mine. It was filled with hope, passion and lust. His lips looking so ever delicious and full. His hair flopped down, with pearls of perspiration at the ends. He was a temptation. A temptation standing in front of me.
I reached down to cup his cheeks. He closed his eyes, as an indication for me to kiss him. And I did. I place my lips onto his. His lips were soft, damp and sweet. He opened his mouth and allowed his moist tongue to roll over my dried lips, asking for entry, to invade mine. I was confused. My conscious was against the idea of me ravishing Ryoma now, yet the lusty part of my mind was cheering me on. I allowed the latter to take over.
I part my lips and allowed his tongue to play with mine. His hand found its way from my waist to my hair, left or right, I couldn't be bothered, while his other hand brought us closer. My left hand traveled to the top of his shorts while the right decided to roam under his damp shirt, running across his almost perfect chest.
Ryoma broke with the kiss, trying to catch his breath. We were both panting from the kiss. His face was red and flushed, either by embarrassment or by the kiss. Secretly, I hoping it was the kiss. He looked down at my chest, lost and confused as a kitten. He looked so sweet, so delicious and I wanted him more. I tugged his shirt with both my hands, asking silently if I could remove the garment off him. He lifted his arms, as I pulled the shirt off him. His exposed neckline and chest made the blood rushed downwards. I wanted to ravish him, on the spot. "Ryoma…," I whispered in his ears. He shuddered and I could tell he wanted me as well.
"I…," licking his ear lobe.
"Want…," kissing just below his ear.
"You…," leaving a trail of kisses from his collarbone to the bottom of the neck.
"Now…," lick again. He moaned at each word I said. I moved downwards, towards his chest, left hand supporting his back, right hand, playing with the waistband of his shorts. He was aroused, and he made no attempt to hide it. Placing feather kisses across his chest and giving a little lick at the nubs, his breath became sharp and erratic. Tugging at the waistband of his shorts, he gladly gave space for me to pull it down. I went back to his neck, kissing and sucking it, leaving marks randomly down his neck and chest. I was about to move lower when a polyphonic melody began to play. It was a tune I did not recognize. It was his cell phone ringing. I stopped in my tracks and looked up into his face. It was flushed and turned on. Yet his eyes, glimmered with confusion and guilt. I removed myself from him and got up. He stood there stumped for a while, before reaching within his bag his phone.
"Moshi moshi. Sakuno?" he answered. My heart seemed to have stopped. I stood in front of my locker, making sure my back was facing him. How could I have done that to him? How could I have been so careless to allow lust to run my mind? How could I being doing this to him when I knew he belonged to someone else? I quickly wore my shirt, grabbed my bag and walked out of the clubroom. This would be the third time I'm walking away from him.
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I hung up on Sakuno, to only see Tezuka walking away from me again. A sharp pain pierced my chest and tears just rolling down. The pain was so great that I couldn't handle it. It was killing me slowly.
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Author's notes:
Finally some action! I don't know, but I find myself writing that kissing scene more naturally than the other parts of the fic. =________=;; Yup, it was a switch of POV of Ryoma, then Tezuka and finally Ryoma again.