Disclaimer: I don't own prince of tennis or it's story or its plot or its characters or Karupin.
Niou and Yagyuu were hanging out on a beautiful sunday afternoon. Unfortunately, they were not enjoying the wonderful weather. They were both in Yagyuu's room. Because they always hung out there.
"Yagyuu, are you sure about this?" asked Niou for the millionth time.
"Yes Niou-kun. Now make sure they are tight enough." replied Yagyuu.
Niou made sure the handcuffs were secure and unbreakable around Yagyuu's wrists. As opposed to the other times, Yagyuu was now the one tied up and naked on the bed.
It had been the gentleman's idea. Yagyuu said that he often felt that he had taken things too far, such as when Niou got angry with him. Yagyuu insisted that Niou tie him up and give him the exact same treatment he gives Niou.
Niou sat back and looked at his boyfriend. "I already told you that I didn't mind being tied up. I don't need any revenge…"
"Niou-kun, please do this for me." Yagyuu asked politely. "And do it exactly like the way I do it to you. You may start."
Niou sighed. It wasn't that he didn't feel like doing it. It was just a little strange and uncommon. He wasn't used to it. Yagyuu usually was the one who did most of the action. He just loved the pleasure he got from it.
Even so, the trickster leaned in, tenderly kissing his lover on the mouth. He moved his lips across Yagyuu's cheeks, jaw and throat. Niou bit and sucked roughly, leaving marks like Yagyuu always did to him. It was oddly satisfying to leave his print on Yagyuu that way for the whole world to see. Yagyuu voiced no complaints so Niou left other hickies along the gentleman's neck. He moved his head even lower, marking various parts of Yagyuu's chest.
Niou gave the same treatment to Yagyuu's erect nipple, carefully biting it and then sucking forcefully. Yagyuu made no noise but his cock was already erect.
Yagyuu jumped a bit and bit back a groan when Niou swallowed his cock abruptly and without warning. Niou was exceptionally talented at sucking off him off, thought Yagyuu. The way the trickster was able to swallow Yagyuu's entire length so quickly while still being able to maintain the proper amount of suction and tongue was truly breathtaking.
If Yagyuu would just let his body relax, he was sure he would come in a minute. But he persevered and tried not to think of the wonderful things Niou's tongue was doing to his cock. He did have a reputation. The gentleman did not orgasm in a minute because of a simple blowjob, nor would he allow himself to make moaning noises like a simple pleasure-seeking whore. Yagyuu prided himself on never losing control.
Usually when the pleasure was beginning to get to him and he felt his control slipping away, he would stop Niou, turn him over and fuck him senseless; always being in charge and dominating the situation. But today, he was being restrained from that luxury.
Oh dear god, what had he gotten himself into? thought Yagyuu when he felt Niou's thoat muscles vibrating around his member. Yagyuu was biting down on his lips so hard that he could taste blood. No… he could not give in this easily…
"M-Masaharu…" panted out Yagyuu, attempting to control his voice. Simply opening his mouth was an astounding feat. "Haru… you better stop now before I c-come."
Niou looked up with questioning eyes, letting Yagyuu's thick length escape from his lips. "Why should I stop then?"
Yagyuu exhaled in relief, but also felt the loss of heat nearly unbearable. "Because that's never the way I do it. I always bring you to the edge several times before letting you come." he said.
Niou frowned, fingering Yagyuu's length playfully. "But Yeahgyuu, I don't want to do that to you. I want to give you full-on pleasure. You never seem to relax even when I try to make you happy. Like now... you're all tense and I saw you biting yourself so hard like you were afraid of dying." Niou looked sad. "Am I doing something wrong? Do you not like this?"
"Oh heavens no, Niou-kun. If I didn't like it, then I would not participate in these activities with you almost daily." Yagyuu said. "I do like it. You are very good and you give me a lot of pleasure just the way you are. Can't you tell by my body's reactions?"
Niou grumbled. "No... I can't tell. I reach orgasm so fast when you touch me, but it always takes you so much longer. You never make any sort of noise, yet I'm so loud and can't contain in my voice. So, no; I don't know." Niou felt depressed. If he was really as good as Yagyuu said, then why does Yagyuu never look happy and take forever to come?
"…I'm sorry Masaharu." said Yagyuu. "The one thing I can assure you of is that I do enjoy it. I truly and sincerely do feel a lot of pleasure, no matter what you may think." Yagyuu was then reminded of his painful erection. Fuck. If only his hands were free...
Niou sat quietly on the edge of the bed. Yagyuu's cock throbbed, seeking that warm and moist mouth again.
"Niou-kun, I really do need you right now. Please. I need you so much that I'm hurting." whispered Yagyuu, just loud enough for Niou to hear and turn around. Yagyuu felt slightly embarrassed. He was practically begging for pleasure, something he never did before. He tried not to feel ashamed, remembering that it was Niou, the person who was the closest to him.
Niou lick his lips upon hearing Yagyuu's pleas but then proceeded to shake his head. "I-I'll untie you then. So you can go relieve yourself." said the trickster.
Yagyuu hissed lowly. "No Masaharu. I want you to relieve me. Right now." God, he felt like he was burning.
With half-lidded eyes, Niou stood there and stared at Yagyuu almost hungrily. It was not everyday that his stiff boyfriend begs for him.
"Niou-kun! You should not even have to think about this." snapped Yagyuu, feeling his patience wearing thin.
"Heh, you're right." Niou gave a mischievous smile.
Yagyuu had his mouth already slightly open when Niou leaned back down and resumed what he had been doing. It was such a big relief for Yagyuu that a low moan escaped in lips. That alone seemed to break the ice. Yagyuu tried and failed to close his mouth after the first moan, but he just couldn't. His lips would simply no longer stay closed, the noise rising as the heat in him got greater and greater.
"Mgnnn... N-Niou-kunnn." said Yagyuu, failing to stop the noises. This was so embarrassing. He shouldn't have been caught so off-guard.
Niou was surprised to hear Yagyuu making sounds. Was he doing it purposely to please Niou? Niou frowned and slowly began to slide Yagyuu's cock out of his mouth.
"A-Ah… no… Haru, don't stop." said Yagyuu, panting heavily. It felt so good.
Niou looked up and saw Yagyuu's flushed face and eyes clouded over in want and lust.
"Ah… sorry." mumbled Niou, going back to sucking the sensitive tip. His hand reached up and massaged Yagyuu's balls, sliding fingers around and between them. Yagyuu rocked eagerly into Niou's mouth, seeking more and more friction.
When Niou hummed, Yagyuu came and spilled his seed down Niou's throat. The gentleman cried out in the process, one single scream that was enough to make Niou smile. Niou swallowed everything, licking Yagyuu's length carefully to clean it.
"Mmmm… that was a lot faster than I ever remember." noted Niou. He looked pleased with himself.
Yagyuu's glasses had fallen slightly down his nose. "As I had said previously, you are good at this Niou-kun." said Yagyuu.
"Yeah, but now I believe you for real. You should have just let that voice out from the start. It's really sexy."
Yagyuu hmphed. "Get that smirk off your face. That was the last time you will ever hear such noises coming from me."
Niou kissed his lover, pressing his own aroused body flushed again the gentleman. "We'll see about that." he said.
Yanagi knew that Seiichi was thinking of perverted things because of the way the bluenette licked his lips suggestively as he appeared deep in thought. Anyone else would think that the bluenette was thinking about tennis, considering they were in the middle of practice, but Yanagi knew better.
And indeed, the data master was correct. Seiichi was currently deeply thinking of dirty things he wanted to do to Genichirou. No one dared disturb the captain, especially since it was tennis practice, the place where Seiichi held the most authority.
Seiichi was happily watching Genichirou's match against Akaya. Seiichi's eyes flashed dangerously whenever Genichirou's shirt rode up and exposed a bit of skin.
Seeing the skin made Seiichi smirk happily. But wait… didn't that mean that all the others could see it too? Damn them. If anyone even looks at Genichirou, Seiichi was ready to take away their senses for a whole day.
It had been a while since he had a match against Genichirou. Every free time they spent together no longer revolved around tennis like it used to. Seiichi thought about how he would like to play against Genichirou again. Alone. On the tennis court. Whacking balls back and forth.
No wait… upon further inspection, Seiichi realized that it would be a lot better if he had sex with Genichirou on a tennis court instead. That idea was so genius that Seiichi didn't know why he had never thought of it before. He had thought of sex everywhere from his garden to a pile of hay in an abandoned farm but he had completely neglected to think about sex on a tennis court?
That was completely unacceptable. He will definitely have to write down that fantasy in the Book when he got home. Just thinking about Genichirou on the floor of the tennis field, panting with his shorts tangled around his ankles was enough to make Seiichi feel like cancelling practice at that very moment to have some free time with the capped teen.
Seiichi delved further into his fantasy, grinning maniacally and laughing by himself once in a while, scaring away several students that happened to be walking by.
Yanagi walked forward and snapped the captain out of it. "Seiichi, practice is almost over and several students have either left or are slacking off." said the data master.
"Ah, sorry Renji. I'll give everyone extra laps next practice." said Seiichi.
"This is not the first time this has happened. What on earth are you fantasizing about this time?" Yanagi asked, curiously.
"I was imagining what Genichirou would look like if I fucked him with a tennis racket."
"…" Yanagi was speechless for a moment. Several students around them looked scared for their lives. Seiichi was going to scare off the entire team if he continued talking so openly about his fantasies.
"Well…" Yanagi said. "I hope you mean the slim side of the racket."
Author's Rant:
*CACKLES*
From now on, none of you will look at tennis rackets the same way again.
Lately I've been getting a lot of story ideas. But I simply don't have enough time to actually write them. :( Of course I get a truckload amount of ideas right when I'm busy.
In the meantime, I'll settle with writing short summaries until I can get back to it someday.
Next Chapter: Genichirou finally decides to show Seiichi how he can totally not freak out about being the uke.