Disclaimer: ME NO OWN TENIPURI OR PEOPLE IN TENIPURI. K? HE DOES. *points to Konomi-sensei*
Why am I so in love with Rikkai? (get a grip, Knis! These people are not real! And stop talking to yourself.) My obsession is unhealthy.
Sanada was at home, with the door locked.
He had quickly given up on homework, and was now meditating on his bed, trying desperately to clear his mind. Yet, even after all that effort, it simply wasn't working. His mind just kept on flashing images of Yukimura over and over in his head.
Sanada stopped and let his mind linger on what Yukimura had been wearing. Not even the prettiest girl could have pulled off that look so beautifully, thought Sanada. He recalled Yukimura's hands, touching his arm and leg gently. Yukimura's long and soft-looking legs that Sanada was dying to run his hand over. Those sensual curves the vice-captain was longing to feel.
While thinking more and more about his captain's gorgeous figure and face, Sanada soon started feeling a tightness taking place in his school pants. Sanada hissed and swore lowly. He hated getting erections. They were uncomfortable, hard to get rid of, and messy. Plus, there was the fact that he had just gotten hard from thinking about his best friend. Sanada felt a wave of shame that he had such impure thoughts towards his captain.
Slowly, Sanada pulled down his zipper and lowered his pants and underwear, grabbing hold of his hard member. He stroked rhythmically, up and down, a touch at the tip and a finger tracing the underside. Yukimura kept on showing in his mind, making Sanada's entire body feel hot as he imagined his hands being Yukimura's instead of his own. He groaned as he increased the pace with his right hand, using the left to give attention to his sensitive slit, his mind nearly going numb at the pleasurable sensation.
After one last squeeze and a jerk of his hand, Sanada came, yelling his beloved captain's name. He panted heavily as he tried to regain his breathe.
But he couldn't stay still for long. He had to wash his sheets before his parents noticed. Luckily none got on his clothes.
Sanada knew it couldn't work out. Yukimura was also a male, just like Sanada. The capped teen hesitatingly recalled "The Talk" Yanagi had given him. Yanagi had specifically explained the mechanics of sex to him. Although Sanada was glad to know instead of being kept in the dark, he couldn't help but feel that his life had been a lot simpler when he didn't know about sex.
He had suddenly understood all of Niou's dirty jokes, all the rumours at school, what late night TV shows talked about, and what it truly meant to "sleep with someone".
Yes, he did love Yukimura, but that love could not go anywhere. He had nothing to give to his captain, and sex between two boys was not possible. In fact, he had never even heard of two boys being in love. It was always a girl and a boy. And now he knew why. It was all because of sex. Stupid sex.
At that moment, in Yanagi's house, the data master looked out his bedroom window and wondered whether he should explain gay sex to Genichirou. It might make it easier to get Seiichi and the dense vice-captain together if Sanada knew that it was possible for two guy to do it.
Yanagi smiled and went back to reading his notebook. "Well, he'll find out soon enough anyways."
Just like how Saturday was shopping-with-Yanagi day, Sunday was hang-out-with-Sanada day for Yukimura. Of course, they often hung out all three together, even doing entire team activities, but not on that particular weekend.
Yukimura smiled evilly as he looked at himself in the mirror. He looked absolutely perfect. There was no way Sanada was going to resist him this time.
Yukimura's parents and sister were out for the day, a rare occurrence, and Sanada was coming to hang out all afternoon. Nothing can go wrong. Sanada will be his by the end of the day.
The bluenette heard the doorbell ring from downstairs. Yukimura looked at himself through the mirror one last time before sprinting down the steps.
He opened the door with the most cheerful smile he could manage. "Sanada! Come in, come in." he said.
Sanada froze in the doorway, looking ready to choke on air, the moment he saw Yukimura's outfit.
"Yu-Yukimura… is that new?" asked Sanada, thinking about how Yukimura's clothes were seriously going to be the death of him.
Yukimura smiled delightedly at the blush beginning to form on Sanada's cheeks. "Yes, do you like it? I thought of you when I got it. You love traditional clothing. It's also very comfortable and perfect for around the house." Yukimura grabbed Sanada's arm and dragged him inside.
Sanada surveyed the bluenette next to him as he stepped in his friend's home. Yukimura was wearing a kimono. The top part was normal and innocent enough. In fact, it looked great and natural on Yukimura. The captain was extremely beautiful and it suited him well.
But the kimono was short. In fact, Sanada was sure it reached the same length as the short shorts Yukimura had worn the other day. Those milky legs were out for all eyes to see once again and Sanada was unable to look away. The capped teen could already feel his pants getting tighter and he mentally cursed. He considered leaving, but that would just not be fair for Yukimura.
As they went up the stairs, walking to Yukimura's bedroom for a studying session like they had planned, Sanada's eyes widened when he found himself walking up behind Yukimura. His erection throbbed at what he saw.
Yukimura was not wearing anything underneath. Sanada suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe properly at the sight of Yukimura's only partially hidden behind. Yes, that kimono was definitely too short, decided Sanada.
Once they reached the bedroom, Yukimura shoved Sanada inside. The bluenette then proceeded to dramatically lock the door. "So no one will disturb us." purred Yukimura, his eyes looking menacingly at Sanada.
Sanada gulped. "Yukimura, what are you-"
Yukimura prowled forward, making Sanada back up step after step until his knees met Yukimura's mattress. There Yukimura advanced again, and pushed down Sanada to a sitting position on the bed. Yukimura nearly shouted in victory when he noticed a large bulge in Sanada's pants, but he remained quiet.
The captain then looked expectantly at the bigger teen. "Well?" said Yukimura, feeling the limit of his patience approaching. Sanada gave a confused look, and Yukimura gestured to his clothing. "You didn't answer my previous question. I asked you if you liked my kimono."
Well, his body definitely liked it, thought Sanada. "It does look good on you. The colors suit you." said Sanada, not wanting to lie or insult his best friend. "It uh… displays your good assets." Sanada blushed intensely, not meeting Yukimura's gaze. He seriously wished he could have left when he had the chance. Who knows if Yukimura was now disgusted that Sanada thought he looked good in such a revealing attire.
Instead, Sanada felt a hand on his chin, pulling his head back up to look at Yukimura. The bluenette smirked and said, "Good answer."
Yukimura's hand began exploring the top of Sanada's head, stroking fingers in the thick black hair and pulling off the cap. The bluenette went and sat down on Sanada's lap, not at all disturbed by the pose and the way his kimono was riding up even more. Yukimura's knees were on either side of Sanada's frame, his hands never leaving the vice-captain's hair.
Sanada was panting at his current situation; having a half-naked Yukimura on his lap, stroking his scalp roughly and practically grinding against him was too much. He felt hot and the room suddenly didn't have enough air.
He didn't understand. Why was Yukimura doing this? Was Yukimura teasing him? Did he somehow find out about Sanada's feelings and now wanted to make fun of him? No, Yukimura would never do that. Then maybe… Yukimura feels the same way he does?
A gasp escaped Sanada's lips when Yukimura grinded his naked thighs against Sanada's clothed ones. Yukimura smirked at the reaction. Sanada might as well have confessed his feelings out loud for how much he breathed heavily and for how obvious his arousal was.
"Yuki…mura. Why are you…?" Sanada tried voicing his questions, but could barely get his voice to work. "Why… Ah! No, don't… nghh!" Yukimura had grinded heavily against him again. Sanada's erection felt like it wanted to burst, but there was too much pain because of his pants' tight confines. The fingers in Sanada's hair drifted down to grab his shoulders, allowing Yukimura to move even more than before.
Yukimura leaned in close to Sanada's ear. "Why do you think, Sanada?" asked Yukimura, silently begging that Sanada finally understood his feelings. Yukimura could not get any clearer than this. Sanada's only reply was a low moan.
"Does it feel good, Sanada?" said Yukimura, longing for more friction as he grinded his body eagerly against the vice-captain's hard member. Sanada nodded frantically, no longer trusting his voice. Yukimura grinned triumphantly at having turned the mighty emperor of Rikkai into an incoherent pile of mush.
All thoughts were erased from Sanada's mind. All he could process at the moment was oh please, don't stop. Sanada's hips moved upwards as well, pressing against the bluenette even more, wrapping his arms around Yukimura for more.
The smaller teen slowed down for a moment, making Sanada groan lowly. Yukimura brought one hand down, sliding carefully along the sculpted muscles of Sanada's torso through his shirt, until it reached the straining pants. Yukimura's hand slowly brought down the zipper, brushing against the hard bulge more than necessary, making Sanada hiss as his erection was freed from the pants.
"Ah, you're so hard here, Sanada." whispered Yukimura as he begun stroking Sanada's erection through the boxers. Yukimura's hand rubbed along the entire length methodically. "And it's so big too." Yukimura gave a small squeeze, earning a gasp from Sanada.
"Haa… hyaa… Yuki…muraaahhnn." groaned Sanada. "Ah! Please!"
Yukimura loved how surprisingly vocal and sensitive Sanada was; every movement of Yukimura's hand was met with a series of gasps and moans and intangible words from the vice-captain. Sanada felt his climax approaching quickly. He rocked fast and eagerly into Yukimura's warm palm, holding the bluenette against his body desperately as the heat became unbearable.
He came, shouting Yukimura's name in a quick breath, wetting the underpants completely. Sanada slumped from where he sat, still holding Yukimura on his lap, feeling satisfied and exhausted. Yukimura hummed contently and went back to stroking Sanada's hair.
Soon after, Sanada had sudden feelings of embarrassment as he realized what he had just done. Without thinking, he stood up quickly, making Yukimura fall to the ground with a loud thump.
"Ow. What the heck? That's no way to treat your new boyfriend." whined Yukimura.
Sanada's face flushed bright red. "I'm sorry." he said. Then it hit him. "Wait, boyfriend?"
"And just so you know, I'll forgive you today. But next time, I expect to receive satisfaction as well. Although…" Yukimura smiled innocently. "I wouldn't mind doing that again. Your voice was delightful."
Sanada's face reddened and he looked away in embarrassment.
Author's Rant:
Sorry but ShortKimono!Yukimura was in my mind for ages. Yup. I swear I'm not a pervert. *shifty eyes*
So I finally got over my noobish first days here, full of exploring stuff I can do on this site. I should have gotten an account ages ago. Writing is fun! :D
So yeah, today I'm not running in circles wondering what the hell a 'hit' and a 'beta' is. x_x and I finished spazzing out about 'OMFG ARE PEOPLE ACTUALLY READING THIS?' /embarrassed/
That's good though! If people are reading, then at least I know I'm not talking to myself. ._.