AN: this has been in my notes in my phone for a while and i was just like, why havent i finished this? so here ya go.

Guest- hey thanks! i did plan on writing hikaru and yoshiko, or at least, another almost smut for tsubasa and sanae, but i was thinking about people with large hands one time (i have small hands in case you wanted to know) and i thought, it must be so nice having a boyfriend with large hands, and then it morphed into genzo probably having large hands and im like IDEA! so this was born. hope you enjoyed it at least.

also NSFW FOR HERE ON OUT. TAKE CAUTION IF YOU DONT LIKE FINGERS USED FOR NOT SO INNOCENT ACTIVITIES RUN.

yeah i dont own captain tsubasa


Omake 6: 3rd Year, July 24

She stared at their intertwined hands, fascinated with how they look right now. She knew that Genzo's hand was big. she just didn't expect that it was that larger than hers. Compared to his, her hand seemed to be only half the size of his, and it was just so cool seeing how different they were still but still be like this.

"Something wrong?" She was interrupted from her revery by his voice. She looked up to him, one of his eyebrows raised in question.

"Nothing," she smiled. "Just comparing our hands." She gave his hand a good squeeze as she looked back down to them, leaning her back against his chest. "I just realize how small my hands are compared to yours."

Genzo quirked a corner of his lips in a smile. "You aren't exactly the biggest pup in the yard."

Shiori rolled her eyes and huffed, her smile still on her face. Genzo only chuckled and brought her hand to his lips for a kiss. "Don't worry about it," he said, laying their hands on her lap as his thumb stroked her knuckles. "I really do have large hands. It's expected for most goalies. Gotta get a good grip on those balls after all."

"Really?" She asked curiously.

Genzo shrugged and switched the channel on his TV. It was in these rare moments that her boyfriend got tired of watching soccer. She didn't mind him watching them all the time of course. It's practically ingrained in him, but it sure is nice to watch a different thing every now and then.

"I think so," he admitted. "Almost all goalkeepers I know have large hands. Some bigger than mine. Muller's hands are huge."

"That's so cool..." she trailed off, cradling his hand with both of hers.

Genzo looked at her incredulously. "What's so cool about having large hands? They're just like any others, except bigger."

"Nu uh," she shook her head, straining her neck to look at him. "Having bigger hands are definitely better than having small hands."

"And why is that exactly?" he challenged, one eyebrow quirked up in amusement.

"You can hold more things with it," she answered, caressing his hand with her thumb. Then she brought it up close in front of them, untwining them so that their palms touched. "And, they make me feel safe," she added softly. "You're hands make me feel safe."

He stared at her in surprise, taken aback by her sudden statement. He felt his face start to heat up before he suddenly buried his face on the back of her neck, his other hand getting her other one and bringing both of them down to settle by their sides.

"You're going to be the death of me," he mumbled against her skin.

Shiori chuckled and leaned back against him. "It's only the truth," she said, a slight tone of mischief in her voice. Of all people, she was the only one who could tease him like this.

"And it's not just your hands," she added, giving their laced hands a tender look. "It's you," she looked to him from the corner of her eyes. "Everything about you makes me feel safe."

She turned her body to face him as she laid a hand (such small, small hands) on his face. She met foreheads with him, closing her eyes as she relished in their close proximity. "You make me feel safe," she mumbled with a sigh.

Genzo could feel his face burn more, and his heart thumping quickly in his chest, but instead he ignored it and chose to make both of them fall on his bed, him groaning in slight embarrassment.

Shiori only giggled from under him. Genzo only rolled slightly over as he laid on his side, his hand supporting his head as he frowned (he was not pouting!) at his girlfriend.

He put a hand on her face and gently led her to look at him. Shiori only stared at him with a bright smile, laying a hand on his large one as she closed her eyes and leaned into his touch, relishing the comfort his hand is giving her.

She opened her eyes once more, peering up to him with her constant smile. She could see a small tug on his lips before he slowly leaned in to her and Shiori suddenly found her lips sealed by his.

Her grin widened between their kiss, loving the way their lips move together. His kisses had always been gentle, never hard, nor rough. His lips would softly press against hers, easing their connection gradually, and only when he knew she was comfortable would he begin to ask more from her, tenderly demanding what he wanted as he nibbled on her bottom lip, and that was when Shiori knew she was completely under his control.

He languidly separated from her, letting her breathe as he looked down on her, a lazy smirk painted on his lips.

"You know," he said. "Having large hands does have more advantages."

Shiori panted as she smiled up to him. "Really?"

Genzo nodded slowly, before taking a deep breath and looked at her seriously. "Do you trust me?"

Shiori met her eyes with him, holding it steady as she answered his question.

"Always."

And Genzo didn't waste any time in capturing her lips with his.

It was different than the one they shared before, noticing that he seemed to be pressing onto her with a little more force than usual. She didn't mind. There was just something about Genzo ignoring being such a gentlemen and demanding what he really wanted from her that made her body buzz with excitement, made her want him to do more to her.

She didn't notice her arms wrap around his neck as he moved to kneel over her; she was too busy feeling his hand run through her body, brushing at those spots that he knew made her shiver in delight. Shiori whimpered against their locked lips as she felt his hand slip under her uniform, brushing the skin under her breasts. Genzo only seemed to relish the sound she made and pressed even more harder and bite onto her bottom lip, making her gasp in surprise.

He took advantage of her open mouth and pushed his tongue inside her. Shiori couldn't help the moan to escape her throat from his sudden but welcomed intrusion; his free hand untangling hers and laying it down on the space beside her head, lacing his fingers with hers. His other hand was began to stroke her thigh, making her whole body tingle with jolts of pleasure. She whimpered once more as his tongue explored her mouth while his hand run through her inner thigh, sending sensations through her and when she felt his finger stroke her covered core, she lost it.

She couldn't help the moan to escape her lips as finger ran through her once more, giving her body another pleasant shiver.

"G-genzo," she whimpered once he separated from her. She could barely keep her eyes open, not just from the lack of air, but also from all the sensations he gave her. Her chest rose rapidly, trying to steady her breathing and her heartbeat.

And until now, he still wouldn't stop stroking her, making her wetter than she already was.

"Shhh," he said, tightening his grip on her hand. "Just trust me okay?"

Taking a deep breath, Shiori blinked once before staring into his eyes, looking into his obsidian pools that never failed to bring a sense of safety and comfort.

Blinking once more, she curled her lips into a small smile.

"Okay."

At that point, Genzo knew he was already in too deep.

Capturing her lips once more, he gently pulled her underwear down and she raised her hips lightly for his to take it all off. He made a quick work of it and took it off, mindlessly throwing it across the room. He wasted no time and before they both knew it, his hand was on her once again.

Genzo pulled away from their kiss and went to her throat, nibbling and sucking on it as whimpers and gasps escaped her lips. She didn't know whether it was from his lips or from his hand that stroked her dripping core.

She let out a silent scream as his finger rubbed her sensitive nub, her hand tightening its grip on his hand as continued his ministrations, making her a slave to his touches.

And when he finally inserted a finger inside of her, Shiori was gone.

"Genzo!" she exclaimed in pleasure.

"Shit," he cursed silently. "I didn't think you would be this tight. I mean, I kind of expected this, but damn Shiori. I only have one finger in you and you're already like this."

She turned to the side and looked away from him, closing her eyes in embarrassment. "You're making me feel embarrassed," she whined softly.

"Hey, hey," he said, untangling their hands and directed her face to him once again. "I didn't mean it like that."

Shiori opened her eyes and looked at him, before closing them again. He was making tiny circular motions inside her and she just couldn't take it. She wanted- she wanted more.

"I'm just happy okay," he confessed. "Knowing that I made you like this, that I'm the only one who could make you like this."

"You're the only one who will be able to make me like this," she blurted out suddenly, whether from the heat of the moment or from his finger that was still inside her and touching her and fucking her, she just didn't know.

"Please," she pleaded, opening her eyes to beg at his wide ones, her hands settled on his arm. "Genzo, I- I can't take it. Please, just- just continue."

He stared at her in surprise for a while, before that lazy smirk was once again on his lips.

"Who am I to refuse that?"

He put in another finger inside her and Shiori released her hold on him and suddenly opened her mouth in a gasp. Genzo delighted in her reaction and pulled out his fingers, before thrusting inside her again. He watched with thrill as she moaned and thrashed around, calling out his name repeatedly as if it was her lifeline.

"Oh god," she breathed out, feeling her body almost at its peak. "I'm gonna- I'm going to- Genzo!" His fingers didn't let up, thrusting into her repeatedly, driving her mad.

"Come for me, Shiori."

And that was all she needed.

With one last thrust, Shiori mewled as she her vision was suddenly covered in white as waves of pleasure rolled through her body, leaving her body tingling in bliss.

She felt her chest rise quickly, trying to catch her breath as she barely noticed Genzo brush strands of her hair away from her face.

"I told you having large hands has its perks," he said to her cheekily, stroking her cheek with his thumb.

Shiori could only smile as she still tried to steady her breathing. She opened her eyes, and immediately widened them as her cheeks were suddenly flushed red in disbelief.

Genzo was licking his hand, the hand that he just used to fuck her and oh gosh, she could feel herself getting wetter again.

"You taste good by the way," he said nonchalantly, still licking his fingers. Shiori didn't know how in the world he could do this with such a straight face.

Then he looked at her with that predatory glint she heard from Sanae-chan and Rika-chan and Shiori knew that she was in for one hell of an afternoon.

"You know," he said as he leaned down on her, their faces inches away from each other as his his hands enclosed the sides of her head.. Shiori knew that they've been in these kinds of situations before, but somehow, it still never failed to make her heart beat fast. "I could also show you ways to use my tongue too."

Well, who was she to refuse that?

End


AN: whether they end up doing the do or not depends on you really. i mean its open for interpretation, just like last chapter. but hey whatever works. i just hope you enjoyed it.

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