This fic is a Mythic Christmas over lap.
In part one, Ryoma and Momo' kinda got pushed into the background, so I decided to do something about this!
Now I have a very dear friend called Chibi Mina who just loved the idea of a Momo'-Ryoma-Eiji threesome and asked me if I would write one for her. So without further delay...here it is Mina! Hope you enjoy.
" Mythic Christmas part 2 "...or.. " What Momo and Ryoma got up to with a little feline help."
Disclaimer: They are NOT mine! Hugs Tezuka plushie in sorrow.
Story: Tora Macaw
WARNING: Boy on boy love!
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" Come here Yuuta! I want to unwrap my Christmas gift!"
" Only if you can CATCH your Christmas gift!"
Hearing Mizuki's lustful call and Yuuta's playful reply, Atobe turned his attention from his extremely drunken dragon friend to shake his wings and frown in disgust at Syusuke Fuji's younger brother as he raced into the house with a painfully obviously "excited" naked Elf hot on his heels. Seeing the 'Blood' wearing nothing but gift wrap and tinsel as he rapidly vanished through the open French windows, the Hikari of the Shining Cloud clan grit his teeth as the sound of loud, off key voices singing happy birthday to Ryoma and the almighty crash of some braking object made him shudder, then start a determined Im-so-going-to-kill-someone stride that was effectively halted when he had to rescue his beloved Jiroh from the sexual advances of young pooka stallion.
Roughly seizing the red coated mythic horse by the ear, he briefly wondered at the sudden eruption of cheers and raucous laughter, then shook his head as he abruptly decided he didn't want to know.
Most of Ryoma's friends happily gathered around an enormous, five layered birthday cake all covered with golden cream, pretty marzipan roses, delicate lace of icing and bound by bright purple ribbon. Sourly eyeing the huge structure, Ryoma was torn between mega embarrassment at all the attention he was receiving and annoyance over the beautifully crafted ice sculpture of his own likeness adorning the top. Settling for just standing on the spot and taking whatever his half drunken friends were about to dish out, the young demon wrapped his tail around his left leg and tightly folded his wings so the tops draped over his shoulders and clawed tips met to lock loosely across his chest. Arms also folded, the dark-haired youth wore a " What the hell am I doing here " expression as Eiji and Oishi finished lighting the ornate candles, then the gathering burst into a song so loud it made the teenagers ears ring.
Just as the painful cacophony drew to a close, a near naked 'Blood' from St Rudolf charged into the room, vaulted over a sofa and accidentally fell over the iridescent python body of Kaidoh as the naga watched the birthday proceedings from half way across the room. Letting out a startled hiss as Yuuta's toes rammed hard into his scaled side, the Seigaku Mamushi whipped about to lunge like a striking cobra. Unfortunately, a raven haired and completely naked Elf chose that exact moment to leap over the sinuous snake body and caught the brunt of the impact. Head butted by irate serpent man, Mizuki sailed backwards to collide with the enormous Atobe ice carving decorating one corner.
For a moment, the mixed heritage elf sat in a crumpled heap at it's base as he shook his head to clear it. However, hearing an ominous creak behind him, he glanced up, cursed comically, then frantically scrambled out of the way as the gleaming art work first rocked precariously, then leaned forward to answer gravity's incessant call. Toppling from its foundation, the racket holding, smug looking, wing spread Hikari seemed to fall in slow motion as laughing party guests all jumped from it's path.
With a mighty spring, Momo' leapt clear. However, his chosen trajectory just happened to have one certain obstruction and when Ryoma found himself losing his balance as a five-foot-long and muscular mongoose cannoned into him, he teetered sideways; only to introduce himself to his cake...with his face!
The sculptor just missing him as he floundered about in a messy heap of sponge and cream, hit the floor with an almighty crash and Ryoma was only just aware of his friends wild laughter and hooting jeers as he at last worked himself free of the sticky mess.
Looking like some kind of disgruntled snow man, the young demon irritably flicked cake from his hands, arms, wings and tail, then fixed a laughing Momo with a sour glare. Next thing he knew, Eiji was running an index finger down the side of his face. Staring in disbelief as the red head sucked cake and cream off the digit with a sultry comment of; " Hmmm...tasty nya!", Ryoma startled when a human Momo' imitated the move on his other cheek and echoed the words in a very seductive manner.
Chuckling as his friend squirmed, Momo's bright purple eyes twinkled as a naked half human Tezuka strode past with Fuji in his arms, then the bristle-haired youth lay an arm over the shorter youth's shoulders.
" Let me help to clean you up." he murmured into Ryoma's ear while teasingly licking cream from the folds. His face turning a delicate shade of crimson, the younger boy nodded, then allowed himself to be led away.
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" So where's the bathroom nya?"
Weaving behind the exploring Cat Lord on unsteady legs, Momo' kept an arm slung loosely over an irate Ryoma's shoulders and giggled a reply as they wandered the labyrinth of hallways of the vast mansion.
" Not so much where, as in which one." Pushing at a nearby door and owlishly peering at the room within, the mongoose spirit hiccuped softly then added, " This place may have at least a dozen...hic...Hey! This is pretty!"
Not bothering to consult his companions, the bristle-haired teen guided a small, dark-haired demon leaving a gloopy trail of cream behind him into a very large, high ceiling room and a gave the plush settings a low appreciative whistle.
Thick carpet the colour of a clear summer sky when the sun is sinking to the horizon and soft as bird down coated the floor. Ornate furnishings that would have done justice to fourteenth century European king stood in strategic positions against the brightly coloured floral and white bird wallpaper. But the thing that instantly caught Momo's eye was the enormous four poster bed all over hung with silk canopy dominating the rooms center.
" Hey Echizen..hic..want to give that bed a test run?" murmered Momo' while letting his hand slide down Ryoma's back to give his slender buttocks a gentle squeeze.
Snorting with disgust at his Sempai's drunken behaviour, the Seigaku singles star extracted himself from his friend's long arm and groping hand to follow Eiji as he crossed the room to discover a door leading to an onsuite in the far eastern corner.
" In here O Chibi chan!"
" Mada mada da ne" muttered the surly youth as he stalked in then proceeded to the gleaming marble sink to attack the cream, icing and lumps of sponge cake stuck to his face, hair and neck. Fiercely scrubbing at his jagged demon horns, his back snapped straight and he spat a startled exclamation when two large arms encircled him and the hands attached began to draw his shirt up.
" Momo' Sempai!" he gasped as he twisted away clutching protectively at the semi white garment and staring at his team mate out of huge round eyes. " Don't do that!"
Refusing to give up his grip, human form mongoose traded a wink with his flame-haired friend then answered in a wheedling tone.
" Look at yourself Echizen, you are completely covered in a delicious gooey mess and you wont clean up unless you have a proper bath."
" Nya! A bath O Chibi chan!" Echoed Eiji happily as he turned on golden taps to direct twin jets of water hissing into the large ivory tub. " Now take off those clothes and let me wash your back for you nya!"
Grumbling under his breath but seeing the logic in his friends words, Ryoma stepped back to pull his clinging shirt over his head then with a fierce glare at his giggling team mates he wiggled out of his black jeans and roughly kicked them aside. Standing in his underpants with his long black tail whipping from side-to-side and his arms stubbornly folded, the dark-haired youth shot an annoyed look at the now full tub then quickly climbed into it.
Rummaging around in a mirror fronted cabinet as Momo' scooped up water with his hands and poured it over a protesting Ryoma's head, Eiji suddenly let out a triumphant yell and bounced over to the pair while waving a peach coloured bottle in his right hand.
" Bubble bath nya!" he cried happily and before the under siege teenager within the hot liquid could stop him, Eiji emptied the entire contents into the bath with a joyful whoop of; "BUBBLES!"
"BUBBLES!" Agreed Momo' loudly as he furiously churned up the water with both hands.
White foam rose up spectacularly to spill messily over the sides, creep across the floor and all but bury the temporary tub dweller in vast sea of suds.
" OOPS!" laughed Eiji as he plunged an arm into the bubbly mountain to fish around in its center. " Chibi! Where did you go nya?"
Narrowing his eyes, Momo' leaned in to peer closely at the bubbling mass. " Hoi! hoi! He's got to..hic..be in here somewhere."
The top of the vast shape shuddered then fell away, revealing a twin set of startled green-gold orbs that emerged to stare wildly into thin purple slits.
" Got ya!" laughed the mongoose spirit playfully as he wrapped his arms around the shorter boy in a sudden lunge. Vigorously rubbing his nose against Ryoma's, he muttered; "Hmmm...you look soooo cute!"
Cheeks flushing to the same rich red as Eiji's hair, the young demon jerked back and set up a great spray of water with both hands as he frantically pushed the older teen back.
" Arrghh! Echizen!" he yelped comically as he held up his dripping, foam covered arms and surveyed his soaked T-shirt.
Laughing fit to burst, Eiji pointed at Momo' with a trembling finger. " Now you get to have a bath too nya!"
Grumbling, the bristle-haired Seigaku power house peeled off the sopping garment and tossed it aside with a wet plop as his eyes twinkled mischievously. " A bath with Echizen? Hoi! What a great idea!"
Removing his equally wet trousers, he leered at a retreating Ryoma as he stepped carefully into the tub.
" I'm outta here!" growled the raven-haired youth while avoiding Momo's grasp and scrambling clear of the bubbling suds. Once free of the bath, he beat his wings to liberally splatter the walls, mirror and gleaming tiles with liquid soap that ran down in lazy streams from their landing places and join the slick flood already oozing across the floor.
" OY! Spoiled sport!" yelped the taller teenager indignantly as he sluiced throughout the water with his right hand extended in a vain attempt to entice the younger one back. " Hey don't run away! Echizen!"
But the young demon was having none of it as he shook soap from his tail and cast about for a towel.
" Here you go nya!" chuckled Eiji as he pulled a rolled up rectangle of fluffy white linen from a nearby rack and cheekily tossed at the glowering youth.
Mumbling a muffled "Thank you" as he worked at his hair, he suddenly found himself being wrapped up in a second towel then was swept off his feet and carried out of the bathroom. Somewhat shocked at his Sempai's behaviour the smaller of the pair gazed up into Momo's grinning face as he casually flopped onto the bed and held Ryoma firmly in his lap while gently applying a patting pressure to soak up the moisture. " Ah, Momo' Sempai?"
" No 'Sempai' Ryoma." Replied the older youth calmly as he tenderly dried his friends hair then lifted a hand full of gleaming damp strands to smell them. " Your hair is wonderful, so black and soft." Flicking the longer than normal tresses to one side with his finger tips, Momo' then eyed the smooth column of pale neck with softly glowing purple orbs. Carefully tracing the line of Ryoma's throat with the back of an index finger, he then dragged it lightly over the slightly protruding collar bones and smiled warmly as his partner responded to the touch with a shuddering moan.
The other side of the bed dipped as Eiji joined them and Ryoma gasped as one hand slid about his chest and the other delicately traced along his upper wing bones then slid over the dark membrane of sail to tenderly caress the smooth back skin between them.
Half turning, he looked at the young Cat Lord with slightly glazed eyes. " Erm, Kikumaru Sempai..ah shouldn't you be with Oishi Sempai?"
" Hmmm nya?" answered the flame-haired youth as he subtly moved closer to gaze into Ryoma's large Green-gold orbs with half lidded, silted cats eyes. Licking his lips, his tongue darted out to teasingly drag down the boy's back and Ryoma trembled at the feline roughness. " Oshi wont mind if I spend a little time up here nya. After all..." he added mischievously " ...it's not like I'm alone with you."
Still seated on Momo's lap with his back to Eiji, Ryoma fell silent save for his groans of pleasure as his taller lover kissed his mouth, then his face and neck, nipping his shoulders with gentle bites that made him quiver as a hot hardness rose to press against his buttocks and a hand slipped down to cover his groin. Drowning a sea of pure emotion, Ryoma could no longer think but only feel as he surrendered completely to his passion.
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Team Rikkai had invaded; not that Atobe cared anymore when Yukimura whipped up a special elfin potion to rapidly sober up his very drunken guests and fill them with the kind of energy that not only compelled them to clean up, but also made him wonder about the teams incredible tennis playing prowess. Then group of revellers proceeded to move outside and Atobe paused when Oishi approached him to ask if the Hikari had seen his boyfriend.
" Ore Sama has no time for your feline friend." Arrogantly tossing his silver hair, he then remarked; " I have not seen him for some time, right Kabaji?"
Poking his huge head through the nearby window, the bronze dragon gave a gentle hiccup and said " USU!"
Gazing about as the others departed, Oishi then thoughtfully rubbed his chin. " And come to think of it, no one has seen Ryoma and Momo' either." Gasping at a sudden thought, he said; " He wouldn't!" Huffing with wounded pride, the vice captain of Seigaku morphed into his true canine form then spent a moment carefully sniffing the floor. Letting out a short bark as he picked their sent and a very tell tale trail of cake and cream, the moondog determinedly stalked his prey.
A few minutes later, he stood; all four paws firmly planted, short fur bristling along his spine and large triangular ears pricked forward as he menaced a closed door with a low growl and bared teeth. They were all in there all right his nose told him as the strong smells of three bodies and the unmistakable scent of expelled pleasure wafted through the wooden structure. Rearing onto his hind legs, Oishi gripped the doorknob with his hand like paws, turned it, then pushed the door wide as his green eyes blazed; then softened.
A large red cat lay curled up and fast asleep near the door so as to give some privacy to the occupants of the leg bed. Ryoma lay sleeping in Momo's arms, his long tail wrapped loosely about his partners naked torso and lax wings laying limp across the mattress. In his sleep, he nuzzled into his lovers warm chest and responded to his lovers languid caresses with a contented sigh.
Like a shadow, Oishi slipped unseen into the room then gently licked Eiji's face until the great cat awoke to return the kiss. Together, they stole silently for the room, Leaving the two lovers in their own private world.
Endless...