Make you fall in love with me
Chapter 2 Me seme, you uke
The regulars seated down in Taka's father's sushi shop to celebrate, Ryoma being immediately glomped by both Eiji and Momo. Fuji sat opposite from his boyfriend, one table away, but the squinted eyes never left the smaller boy's form and all the time that scheming mind was trying to come up with the best way of showing Ryoma that the boy was important to him.
To Fuji's surprise Ryoma excused himself by saying he was tired, and left after only being there for almost two hours. This was bad, was Ryoma really that mad at Fuji that he wouldn't stay any longer than he had to? The tensai caught up with the boy on his way out.
"Ryoma, you're leaving already?" Fuji started, not actually knowing how to apologize after one of the only fights they had ever had.
"Hai, I'm tired." Ryoma repeated his words.
"Souka…want me to walk you home?" Fuji tried again but Ryoma just gave a tiny quirk on his lips, almost in a smirk.
"No, I'll manage. Don't stay too late." he answered and brushed past Fuji out of the shop. Fuji just stood there feeling the chilly air of the night take over the little warmness Ryoma had just provided him with.
The tensai decided to stay just an hour longer and then go home, so that no one would suspect anything.
'I'll just have to make it up to him someday when either of our families are away again…' Fuji thought as he walked down the street and moments later arrived at his door.
It was already late so Fuji sneaked quietly up to his room, since everyone seemed to be asleep. Opening the door to his room he was welcomed by a dusky light, and looking closer Fuji noticed candles placed in a path towards his bed.
"Thought I'd have to wait forever." Ryoma's husky voice came from next to him in the dark and a somewhat smooth object caressed against his chin. Fuji turned to the smaller boy, recognizing the object in question to be a rose.
"My, Ryoma, I never thought of you as the romantic kind." Fuji murmured and could see traces of a small smile on the younger boy's face in the flickering light.
"Not really." his usually casual voice came. "I just thought that this is what Tezuka would've done for you. Winning the gold, then celebrating."
Fuji gave a chuckle, blue eyes opening the way they always did as he looked upon the boy as his prey. "Are you kidding me? Tezuka didn't even come onto me when he was in the mood. But I saw it on him."
Ryoma fell quiet. This was the first time Fuji had a revealed a Tezuka-fact this intimate.
"But let's not bring him into this." Fuji then whispered, bending down to seal lips around the smaller boy's earlobe. Ryoma flinched away just in the nick of time and the tensai straightened himself, a little disappointed knowing he had killed the mood for sure now.
Ryoma moved the rose to the pale lips instead. "Who are you with now?"
Fuji cocked his head to the side, the rose following after him. "You."
Ryoma stood up on his toes, removing the rose from the lips and placing a hand behind Fuji's neck, making the older boy face him. "Are you sure?" he asked suspiciously.
"Ryoma, Tezuka would never have arranged something like this." Fuji chuckled. "But you on the other hand…well, admitfully very strange coming from you as well, but you always do surprise me. So believe me, I'm with my little tensai."
After eyeing the tensai for some time, Ryoma slowly leaned in and closed his mouth on Fuji's, making the other boy fight to take dominance over the kiss. Fuji succeeded quite fast in that task, since it was him who had stolen everything from the smaller boy's first kiss to his virginity.
Everything Ryoma knew he had learned from Fuji, so everytime he pulled apart for air and then started another demanding kiss, he always ended up losing the dominance to Fuji. Like it was a move on the tennis court that Fuji was showing off and bitching Ryoma to try his best to break.
To take his opponent out of his game a little Ryoma fiercily grabbed Fuji's shirt and pulled the boy along the candle path to bed. Using all of his strength he changed their positions, being the one to lay Fuji down on the bed in front of him instead of the other way around.
Fuji's blue eyes casted questioning looks at him, but Ryoma ignored them all and started to unbutton Fuji's white shirt. As soon as he had removed the clothing he let the rose roam down the cheekbones, to the neck and over both nipples, reaching the belly button.
Ryoma drew soft circles upon the milky creamed skin there as in soft caresses, just over the place where a visible bruise was starting to show. If the pedals weren't so light Ryoma would have been scared he could have hurt the older boy, where Kirihara had hurt him. Right there on that pale belly.
Pushing the stalk down under the senior's belt, Ryoma bent down and planted very soft kisses on and around the mark. He hated how Fuji had allowed himself to be hurt in that match, but didn't want Fuji to know that, so he hoped Fuji just thought he was teasing him before moving lower to please him.
With Fuji just laying there spread across bed, Ryoma slowly started unbuttoning his own shirt letting it fall to the floor next to Fuji's. Blue eyes watched him undo his school belt next and then the button and the zipper.
Both pants were soon removed for Fuji to enjoy the view and the tensai was definitely enjoying the show going on in front of him.
After exposing himself completely he found that Fuji's breathing was not as steady anymore and he placed the rose on the hastily rising chest to undo the tensai's pants and jerk them carefully off not wanting to hurt Fuji's already hurt knee, revealing first white boxers and then a bare erection.
He made his way up the body, letting his own rub against as much of it as it reached just to make Fuji involuntarily arche up to have more. Ryoma slipped his hands into Fuji's, guiding them up to the brunette hair and tightened the grip.
"Ryoma." Fuji's voice murmured and his mouth was left open, giving Ryoma the chance to kiss him as demanding as before. The smaller boy kept the dominance for a little longer this time, but only because of being positioned upon Fuji, breaking it just when the older boy was about to take over.
Fuji lifted his head from the mattress in an attempt to reach those lips again, but Ryoma avoided the contact in an almost teasing manner.
"Lay back on the bed." he whispered instead, releasing Fuji's hands so that the tensai could lie down properly with head against the pillow. Fuji was interested to see what had gone into the boy, so he obeyed with not a trace of resistance.
Also he knew that Ryoma usually only tried to take control when he really wanted something, and Fuji felt like he owed the boy one night of having it his way.
Getting his boyfriend where he wanted him, Ryoma closed his eyes leaning lips in to brush against the soft skin on Fuji's chin and slowly move down to the pale neck to please the delicate spots there. He could feel Fuji's moans vibrate against his lips before they even made it through the boy's parted ones.
But it wasn't enough for Ryoma. He wanted Fuji to surrender, to give himself completely to Ryoma. Guess he just had to work to get what he wanted, so he moved down the muscular chest and his mouth found two hard nipples, just begging to be touched.
More moans came floating out from the older boy as he was starting to get the attention closer to where he craved for it.
Ryoma let his hands caress the sides of Fuji and fall motionless upon the slender hips. Then finally a warm mouth took over the chilly air in the room around Fuji's now painfully throbbing erection. Fuji thought he had trained the boy well, feeling like the tempature in the room had gone up several degrees suddenly.
"Ryoma." Ryoma loved hearing Fuji's voice captured in pleasure and saying his name. It made him believe Fuji really was there when they were close, and that the boy remembered who it was that was dedicating himself to the tensai.
Fuji had started edging in the way for Ryoma to stop and let him come first when he was inside the smaller boy, but that talented tongue kept creating circles on the long shaft and the throat muscles massaged and tightened slightly around it, driving Fuji closer and closer to release.
Ryoma loosened his grip on the hips, allowing Fuji's lower body to be able to give small thrusts into his mouth, although Fuji did his best to resist the temptation and take control over his lustful body.
Only a few thrusts more and Fuji came. Ryoma was quite satisfied with for the first time hearing Fuji moan his name that loud, having no other choice. When Fuji came during sex the older boy had the power to control it better, unlike now lying pressed against the bed on his back and in the hands of someone else.
Ryoma took the opportunity to kiss the tensai in his exhausted state, dominating it all the way, as Fuji found it weird to taste himself inside of Ryoma's mouth. With a satisfied smirk Ryoma reached for the bedtable and took out a condom and a bottle of lube, starting with slightly shaking hands to undo the package.
Fuji gave out a weak chuckle. "Give me just a minute, Ryoma."
Ryoma lifted his gaze momentarily at the boy. "Sure." he mumbled, seating himself in between Fuji's still spread legs.
"Ryoma?" Fuji asked, but didn't receive an answer. The younger boy just positioned himself better in front of the tensai. "Ryoma, what are you doing?"
Ryoma didn't know how to answer to that question. He wanted to let Fuji feel the way he used to when he had been with Tezuka.
"Ryoma?" Fuji's voice wasn't harsh, but he could hear that tone almost demanding an explanation.
"You shouldn't really restrain yourself with that knee of yours right now…" he then muttered as an excuse.
Actually it would probably have been better to just let Fuji rest for tonight and maybe a few nights from now on, but the tensai had made a slip today and revealed something Ryoma could have waited a lifetime to hear.
No matter how painful the truth was, Fuji was gonna get it his way tonight. Ryoma bit his lip, even if Fuji would moan Tezuka's name.
"Ryoma, stop."
"No, I wanna let you feel it." the smaller boy protested at last. There was no fooling Fuji anyway and Ryoma decided to just make it easy for himself. Besides it was Fuji's body he was gonna take, so Fuji had every right to know what he had planned to do with it.
Fuji fell quiet, blue eyes only staring at absent golden ones, staring at the sheets.
He was gonna grant what Fuji had longed for. The thing Fuji had lost when he had lost Tezuka, to be taken, to be filled. Ryoma knew for a fact that nothing could come close to that feeling.
Suddenly Fuji broke into a smile. "And you may…someday, when you're older and less short."
The younger boy shot him a glare. "I'm serious, Fuji."
"Ah, and so am I." Fuji said softly. "Mada mada. Stay with me, and make love to me years from now."
"Just what are you saying?" Ryoma asked, scanning the face.
"If you stay with me." Fuji started. "Then after a while you may." he repeated, hiding the blue eyes again. How could Fuji be in that way now? He could stop thinking about Tezuka. He could give his complete focus to Ryoma and open up a little, but he could not give that yet! Not yet.
Ryoma just sat there silently, watching the face closely. It seemed that Fuji wasn't ready to be owned by anyone in that way just yet, but years? He wanted Ryoma in his life for that long? Even after graduating?
Fuji sat up and placed the rose from his chest on the bedtable then facing his lover. "Now it's my turn to let you feel it."
"But you said to me today after your match…" Ryoma was confused. Why couldn't anything about Fuji be simple and clear? Did he want to be taken or not?!
Blue eyes watched gently the innocent face. "I won't lie. Being with Tezuka…" Fuji said, opening up a bit more, feeling like the other boy deserved to know. "It was heaven. As is being with you. Atleast you can show you care when its really needed...like you did now. But as for the seme…"
Fuji inverted their positions and trapped the smaller boy between his body and his bed. Ryoma didn't dare to move in protest if he could accidently hurt either Fuji's knee or belly in the process.
"…I'll be more than happy to oblige." Fuji smiled a true smile and planted a few quick kisses on Ryoma's face and neck. "You'll understand the day I'll let you take me."
"And when will that be?" Ryoma asked, voice filled with suspicion.
"The day you grow taller than me." Fuji teased and leaned in to seal Ryoma's lips, but got pushed away.
"Chances are I never will." the other one muttered, arms shaking as Fuji was pressing himself down against them to kiss him.
Fuji beamed a smile. "Alright, when you graduate. How does that sound?"
"Deal." Ryoma smirked, golden eyes shining. "But if you've left me for Tezuka or anyone else by then, I will still hold you for that promise."
"Whatever have I gotten myself into?" Fuji laughed and the arms let him down to perform that kiss, breaking it moments later Fuji couldn't help asking, "Ryoma, are we having a conversation?"
Ryoma's face suddenly got serious and his voice was filled with annoyance. "S-Shut up! Aren't you going to make love to me already?"
A furious blush hit him at the way he had called it 'make love'. Why did he keep on blurting out such innocent comments all the time?
"Patience, baby boy." Fuji mocked, causing Ryoma's blush to darken. "Aren't we horny?"
The boy twitched under Fuji's body, as he was being touched in a caress moving in between his legs and he came on yet another second thought. "Don't! I mean, you shouldn't. If you do, your knee could…Seigaku needs your tennis skills-"
Fuji read: I don't want you to get hurt. I want to see you still play tennis.
"Maa, Ryoma, I'm alright." Fuji assured, the other one not feeling the least assured, but it was pretty normal in their relationship. "I'll take it easy." Fuji murmured kissing Ryoma on the forehead. "And go slow."
The excitement inside the younger boy was being dubbled at the moment, as he remembered similar words being spoken to him the first time Fuji had spent the night with him. He wondered if Fuji even recalled all that.
"Okay." Ryoma's voice sounded weak, as if totally out of breath and he slowly parted his legs.
Why would Fuji remember something that had happended in a state of pure lust, when the tensai had already had his first time by then. Ryoma had just been a conquer that night and meant only one thing to the prodigy; sex.
Ryoma breathed out deeply as Fuji moved inside of him. His hands unconsciously gripping the sheets around him and head tilting up to rest against the slowly moving neck above him.
With Fuji's arms protectively around him, while at the same time knowing his whole body and making him vulnerable, Ryoma allowed himself to love. He allowed himself to love Fuji, though doubting it could ever be returned equally. But perhaps it would be too much to ask at the moment.
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A/N notes: well this was the sappier part of the fic. The more fluffy part [gotta have the fluff when it's one of my stories] so one more chapter to go! I've basically written them all, but it took me a while to go through them again and edit.
Sonic16: aww, girl, you're always there to cheer me on! hugs thank you so much!
nall: XD XD poor Tezuka, and the giving Fuji to Ryoma part was so funny but true. I still think I'm worth flaming for breaking one of my two fave couples up…something I swore I'd never do…
Nn: thank you, I was mostly mad at myself for writing bad ending angst to TezukaFuji, but it's nice to hear I didn't make so many mistakes
