Disclaimer: Still not mine, but I'm working on it! *in my dreams*
Warning: Special warning for yaoi and a lil angst (not much) in this chapter…not to mention the usual OOCness.
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Chapter 5
Ryoma breathed a sigh in relief. He had done it. He had asked Fuji out and his senpai had agreed on it, instead of playing with him…yet. That thought worried the boy a little. Once again light footsteps pulled him back to reality and he gazed the blue-eyed boy.
"Shall we?" he asked, ready to trail either ahead or behind Fuji, when he felt a hand grasp his own.
"It's a date after all, isn't it?" Fuji mused, before his kouhai had the time to protest.
Ryoma saw no point in this. "Let's go."
"Where are we going?" Fuji asked as they trailed hand in hand.
"I thought we could perhaps go get a milkshake…and in case you'd be hungry we could order a meal at the same time."
"You've really given this some thought, haven't you!?" the older boy smiled a true smile.
"…"
"I'm touched."
"…I'm sorry." Ryoma then muttered, causing Fuji to stop in his tracks. The younger boy sure was surprising him a lot today. Things Fuji never thought Ryoma would say or do were done today. This was getting interesting.
"I wasn't really surprised." After all Fuji knew he had come on to the boy quite strong. They continued walking towards the hamburger restaurant in almost comfortable silence.
The whole date in fact was spent mostly in silence as well, and most of it turned out to be comfortable for the both of them, even when Fuji decided to walk Ryoma home afterwards. Ryoma couldn't protest to this, he felt like he somehow owe the other boy a real date.
"Ja, I had a great time!" Fuji broke the silence, when they had reached Ryoma's house. He was ready to turn and leave, when he felt the other boy grab his jacket sleeve.
"I've never been on a date before, but is this really how it's done?" he almost mumbled, and Fuji faced him.
"No, there's one more thing." the older boy murmured and bent down to seal those boyish lips. Strangely Fuji wasn't making advantages on the smaller boy, Ryoma felt as if his senpai was provoking him to do it.
Ryoma lingered his arms around the tensai's back and opened his mouth allowing him in. The younger boy felt that his embrace was being responded and gentle fingers ran up his spine.
Fuji broke the kiss slowly, but not the embrace. Blue eyes stared into brown. "You keep me guessing." he then softly spoke.
Ryoma looked like he was gonna confess his deepest secrets, when letting out a "mada mada dane" in reply, followed by an unreadable expression.
Fuji chuckled.
"Not bad. We could do this again sometime." the black-haired boy then stated, ready to slowly free himself from Fuji.
"It's not over yet." Ryoma's eyes widened.
"Won't your family wonder where you are?" he asked.
"Then I'll give them a call." the tensai replied, a smirk upon his lips. A phone call, and a sneaking in; avoiding Ryoma's family, later the two boys entered Ryoma's room.
The smaller boy picked up his cat from his bed, sitting down with it in his lap.
"I don't think my family would be very happy about me having you up here at this hour." he said, stroking the cat. "Except for my father of course, who would immediately think something dirty about it."
Fuji gave him a bright smile, holding back a chuckle. 'After all this and still so innocent.'
He made his way over to the bed and stroke Karupin together with Ryoma.
"Saa, it can't be that bad."
Ryoma looked up at him questioning.
"Ryoma-kun, there is something I wanted to tell you…-" Fuji started, when Karupin suddenly jumped at the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs.
"He probably hasn't got his food yet." the other boy said opening the door to let Karupin meet his cousin in the staircase. Ryoma closed the door again facing his date.
"Senpai?"
"I'm fine, I just got scratched." Fuji examined his right hand before letting it rest on his side again.
"I can take a look…" the younger boy offered.
"There's no need, I'm sure it's…" Fuji started as the smaller boy came up to him, seating them both down on the bed. A thought crossed the tensai's mind. "…but feel free." he then smiled again and offered Ryoma his hand.
Ryoma took it and gave it a quick look. "Nothing serious." he mumbled.
"I know what helps." Fuji then broke the short silence, lifting his hand up to Ryoma's lips. The other boy gave him a are-you-serious look, and the smile assured him that his senpai indeed was.
"Baka." he muttered, before Fuji had lifted his hand so that the small scar now touched the young boy's lips. Hesitating at first, Ryoma slowly gave it a soft blow.
"Helping already."
Fuji received a death glare, before receiving a soft kiss on the scar.
As the boy continued to place soft, innocent kisses on the other one's hand, Fuji smoothly shifted his hand's position, leaving the younger boy kissing his palm. Fuji slowly moved his hand again and out of reach from his kouhai, grabbing the side of his head firmly and drawing him closer to meet his lips.
"Fuji-senpai." Ryoma could only whisper in between the kisses, giving Fuji a chance to slip his tongue in to dance against the other one's.
Fuji loved the feeling he got whenever he pushed the younger boy to make a move or return the pleasure. Ryoma would always doubt, before very slowly give himself up to his senpai. Fuji guessed it wouldn't change very much if they dated. After all Ryoma was never one to show his feelings, not to mention express them.
Fuji caught one more "Fuji-senpai" out of the boy, before he leaned over making the smaller boy lie down on the bed under him. Ryoma's eyes showed a glint of confusion, but the boy didn't do anything this time to push Fuji away.
The young uke was silently hoping that Fuji wouldn't have seen the fear shine in his eyes. Recently Ryoma had realized that he had more than just hormone-feelings for the other guy, and in a way that disturbed him and he wouldn't have wanted Fuji to know that he was actually falling for him. It was all a game for Fuji after all, he wasn't serious about the date, he just wanted to see how long he could take this before Ryoma snapped or something.
Ryoma told himself he wouldn't allow it! No matter how much Fuji tortured him or drove him to his limits, he wouldn't snap! He reminded himself that this was what he wanted as well, he wasn't looking for a relationship.
Suddenly the smaller boy felt like he was being stared at. He lifted his gaze from Fuji's shoulder, where it had been resting, to Fuji's open eyes. The blue orbs eyed him curiously, and had only been waiting for the younger boy to snap out of his thoughts and realize he was being watched.
Fuji gave a small chuckle. "You're gonna make me fight for your attention, eh!?"
Ryoma wanted to deny it, but never had the chance to think of something before hungry lips sucked down on his neck, leaving another hickey just an inch from the previous one.
Helpless sounds made their way out of the smaller boy. Fuji pulled roughly the shirt over Ryoma's head and kissed his way down on the boy's chest. Strong hands dug into the places his lips had wet, as in a harsh kind of a massage.
Fuji had reached the belt on Ryoma's uniform and was almost teasingly slow undoing it.
Ryoma gave a furious blush, as his senpai started undoing his pants as well. Fuji had caught his attention back alright! Soon the smaller boy found himself in only his underwear lying spread under Fuji. He gave another even more furious blush when Fuji played with the rim of his boxers.
The older boy used his teeth to nibble on them and breathed hot air so that it made Ryoma even more hot than before. An almost guilty feeling struck the boy, when his senpai removed his last piece of clothing, exposing his hard on. Fuji didn't seem to mind that fact at all, he actually would have if the situation was the opposite for his little victim.
Fuji gave a chuckle seeing the other boy's flushed face and bent down to seal his lips in a passionate kiss, as if assuring the boy that everything was alright and the way it was supposed to be, before bending lower down to seal another part of the boy.
Ryoma arched up from the bed, a gasp escaping loudly from his mouth. He tried his best to be as quiet a possible, but the things Fuji was doing to him kept drawing sounds from the smaller boy and in the end he had no choice but to let out a small "Fuji-senpai".
Ryoma slammed his jaw shut, embarrassed of what he just had said.
Fuji chuckled, looking up at him. "I think I rather like you saying my name." he smiled, lowering his head back and taking only tip into his mouth.
The younger boy cursed him mentally, too scared of actually telling it to his face. God knows what kind of punishment he would have received then.
Ryoma let out a desperate moan. Why couldn't Fuji-senpai stop teasing him!? He would not say it!
Fuji slowed down his pace and let a delicate tongue ran very slowly up and down the boy's length, sending him a pleasure that made his body scream for more.
Sweat dripped down from the boy's body, but he refused to give in. Unfortunately his body seemed to move on it's own accord and he lifted his hips higher to force Fuji to take him fully.
His attempt was broken by strong hands that pushed him back down to the bed.
Fuji lifted his head and the boy felt a shiver go up his spine, noticing the blue eyes staring at him.
"Do I need to tie you up?"
Ryoma blushed like never before, speechlessly he just shook his head. His senpai gave him an amused look before lowering down once more to blow hot air at his length. Ryoma tensed as he tried to lift his lower body higher, but steady hands held him down.
A groan escaped his lips. Frustrated the boy knew that Fuji wouldn't let him have his release before he heard him say his name. The younger boy was mad at the fact that his senpai was able to have his way with him, and that Ryoma couldn't resist giving in to him in the end.
Suddenly Ryoma sprang faster than ever up against Fuji's hands that once more pinned him back down. Fuji had apperantly decided to increase to a new level of teasing on the younger boy, by biting harshly down on the younger boy's inner thigh. Fuji took a mental note that his kouhai was a bit ticklish.
"I believe I've just descovered a very sensitive area, Ryoma-kun." he murmured and bit down again.
The way he was ignoring how Ryoma was desperately in need of coming, was driving the smaller boy insane. He was so close then. The only thing to touch his manhood was the soft hair of Fuji's head that gently brushed over it every now and then.
"Fuji-senpai" he breathed, begging to remember how his senpai's mouth felt surrounding him with it's warmth.
"Mada mada dane." came the mocking answer on the angelic face. Fuji shifted away from the other boy to remove his own clothes. Soon his uniform was lying in a pile with Ryoma's on the floor, and the tensai placed himself on top of his kouhai.
"I just wanted you to know one thing first." Ryoma looked up at the older boy."Although I always had this in store before when I was with you…" he smiled brighter holding up a condom. Ryoma felt his face flush again."…I had no intention using it any earlier than tonight."
Ryoma only watched the boy in silence.
"Do you believe me?" Fuji then asked. Slowly the other one nodded. "Do you-" Fuji was interrupted by fingers on his lips.
"Yes. Now please, Fuji-senpai." the boy begged and Fuji's face lightened up, almost in a smirk.
The tensai positioned himself and gently pushed himself inside the boy under him. Ryoma's face showed pain and Fuji stopped to let him adjust a little before slowly starting to move in and out of him.
As his pace quickened the pain on the other boy's face was being replaced by pleasure. Soft moans started escaping those delicate lips, that Fuji just had to bend down and bring into a hot kiss.
Ryoma gasped for air in between Fuji's kisses. He had never sweated this much in any match he had ever been in, as Fuji kept trusting inside him just right and moving his hand on his length at the same time.
The younger boy had to bite his lower lip not to scream out loud, waking everybody in the house up, as he came and his senpai crashed on top of him.
They stayed like that until their breaths settled back to normal again, and Fuji then finally rolled over to the side.
Ryoma felt Fuji wrap an arm around his waist and nuzzle closer, head resting on Ryoma's shoulder and Fuji's hair tickling him on his chest.
"Good night, Ryoma." he breathed against the younger boy's neck.
"Good night, Fuji-senpai." came the answer seconds later. Carefully he laid an arm over Fuji's back and curled the other arm from under his senpai to hug the side of the resting boy. Fuji moved closer slightly chuckling, before relaxing again and drifting satisfied to sleep.¨
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A/N notes : this was the best I could make of it all at the moment *don't kill me*
The story (obviously) isn't finished, there'll be room for more playing and Ryoma just has to give Fuji reason to it first, ne?! enough said, R&R please!!
