Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis' author owns Prince of Tennis.
Don't worry guyzzz, Sanada will get his chance to seme sooner or later.
Shit shit shit shit shit.
Genichirou was panicking. He thought he was ready but now he wasn't so sure anymore.
"TARUNDORU!" Genichirou shouted to himself. Seiichi would be showing up at his door any moment now. He couldn't back out.
His family had been concerned over him for the whole day. Apparently he looked pale and clammy. Plus he was restless, not being able to stay still for two seconds. It took a lot to convince his parents that he was fine and that they should keep their plans for the evening. So now Genichirou was alone in the house.
But this was awful. Genichirou was sure he had never been so nervous in his life. His entire body was sweating profusely even if he felt cold and shaky. His heartbeat was wild and irregular. He couldn't breathe in enough air, making him feel rather dizzy.
It had never been this bad. This anxiety was worst than what he experienced before his first tennis tournament. It was worst than having to talk in front of a whole class. Usually he was about to keep a calm face and mask the fact that he was nervous, but he really was bordering on going insane at the moment.
He pushed down the urge to run to his dojo and slash everything in sight with his sharpest sword.
Genichirou poured himself a cold glass of water and began chugging it down. At that moment, the doorbell rang. "GAH!" shouted Genichirou, dropping the glass to the floor. It shattered to pieces and water flew everywhere.
Forgetting about the broken glass, Genichirou rushed to the door, sprinting like his life depended on it.
Of course, behind the door was Seiichi. The bluenette looked lovely in his casual clothes; white pants and a dark shirt. Seiichi smiled blissfully at Genichirou, who gave a seemingly calm face in return. Genichirou's small smile was the exact opposite of what he felt, but Seiichi did make him feel a bit more at ease. He shouldn't be feeling so anxious; Seiichi would not hurt him or do anything he didn't like. But, that was still easier said than done.
Seiichi tilted his head to the side and stared at Genichirou's t-shirt.
"Why is your shirt all wet?" asked Seiichi curiously, walking inside the house and taking off his shoes.
"Ah, I dropped some water by accident… I need to go pick up the broken glass." said Genichirou. His voice had only a slight tremble to it and he didn't meet Seiichi's gaze.
"I'll help you then. It will be faster that way." said Seiichi.
Walking carefully as to not step on the broken glass, the two teens began picking up the shards splayed out across the kitchen floor. Genichirou had a garbage bag ready and Seiichi was using a small brush to sweep up the mess.
Genichirou's mind was not really focusing on the task at hand. He was silently calming himself down by looking at Seiichi, mesmerized by the gentle grace of the bluenette. Truly, it was a miracle that someone as magnificent as Seiichi would be with someone like him. Not only was Seiichi kind, but he treated Genichirou with patience and tenderness even when the vice-captain had been afraid of intimacy. Genichirou didn't know what he had done to merit having a lover like Seiichi, but he was overwhelmingly glad for it.
The vice-captain ran his eyes over Seiichi's dark blue hair; filled with silky strands that were soft to the touch. Seiichi's skin was milky pale as it always was, sometime marred by hints of blushing. Genichirou longed to caress that wide expanse of pure skin, and to drag his hands all over Seiichi's body, taking his time to explore every crevasse and curve that would make Seiichi give off noises of pleasure. Seiichi's skin appeared even paler with the dark shirt he was wearing.
The roaming eyes stopped and frowned at the hand that was holding the small brush. Seiichi was still dragging tiny glass pieces across the floor, but that was not what caught Genichirou's attention. Seiichi's hand was trembling.
The capped teen grabbed the wavering hand of his lover in his own hands. "Seiichi… you're shaking." said Genichirou in a soft whisper.
Seiichi's breath caught and he looked down, ashamed at his body's reactions. "Sorry. I'm sorry Genichirou. It's just- well, I'm just a little nervous." Seiichi said, giving a sheepish smile to the ground. Genichirou squeezed Seiichi's hand in comfort and pulled Seiichi's chin up with his other hand. Seiichi gasped when he noticed Genichirou's own unsteady grip. Genichirou gave Seiichi a loving look filled with understanding.
Genichirou laughed apprehensively. "A little nervous? I wish I could say the same about me. I'm practically freaking out at this point." he said. Seiichi's uncertainty slowly dissipated as he joined in Genichirou's laughter. The bluenette leaned against Genichirou's hard body, his lips immediately locking on Genichirou's mouth.
The kiss tasted of warmth and uncertainty. They were both a lot more hesitant than normal. They didn't open their mouths, choosing to kiss with their lips alone, rubbing them tranquilizingly over each other's. They pulled away quickly because of their awkward squatting positions. Kissing over broken glass was not such a good idea.
"Genichirou, I don't want us to make love just because we feel obligated. When we do it, it'll feel good and right." said Seiichi. Usually Seiichi would be glad to comply with any intimate acts involving Genichirou. But having his first time laid out right in front of him was extremely terrifying.
"I understand, Seiichi. I-I don't know what to do right now. I felt sure of this before. I know I love you and I want to make love with you. But this is just so… nerve-wracking." said Genichirou.
Seiichi nodded. "Yes, I agree." Seiichi thought of all his fears of what might happen: What if he hurts Gencihirou? What if he can't satisfy Genichirou properly? What if he does a poor job and doesn't meet up to the standards?
There was a thick silence in the room as they finished cleaning up, thinking about their doubts and qualms over and over in their heads. Without a word, they walked up the stairs and into Genichirou's bedroom. The bed had clean white sheets and looked extremely inviting.
Seiichi lay down in the middle of the bed on his stomach, stretching his body like a tiger and running his hands across the bedcovers. Genichirou sat on the side, watching Seiichi's every move intently.
"Gen, can you do me a favour?" asked Seiichi.
"Anything." Genichirou replied, walking forward. He touched Seiichi's arm lightly.
"Can you give me a massage? I think I've been worrying a little too excessively since yesterday. I need to relax."
Genichirou was more than happy to oblige. He moved across the large bed and on top of Seiichi. Genichirou braced his knees on either side of the bluenette, careful not to sit on Seiichi's thighs too heavily.
Seiichi quickly discarded his shirt for better access. Genichirou's callused fingertips began kneading the skin on Seiichi's back. Seiichi made a content noise into his pillow. The vice-captain lived his earlier fantasy of putting his hands all over Seiichi's skin as he rubbed and stroked knots apart. Seiichi was really tense and gave off a low moan each time Genichirou managed to loosen up a knot on his back. Slowly, Seiichi was able to relax.
Leaning down, Genichirou couldn't help but giving small kisses along his lover's smooth back and shoulders. The movement caused Genichirou's hips to drive into Seiichi's behind. Seiichi purred appreciatively at the attention. The bluenette in turn pushed his ass up and against Genichirou's body again.
Genichirou worked at squeezing one hand in between Seiichi's upper body and the mattress. When his hand was safely sandwiched in between, Genichirou was able to chafe his palm against Seiichi's nipple. Lost in the desire to please Seiichi and hear more of those enchanting moans, Genichirou continued to press his hips down as Seiichi brought his up. Soon, they were both panting at the rasping movements, eager for more.
Genichirou got off Seiichi, his movements hectic as he rid himself of all his clothing. Seiichi moved sideways and enjoyed the unintentional strip-tease. Genichirou impatiently pulled at the buttons on his top, revealing more and more of that tight and muscular skin. The vice-captain nearly tripped when he took off his pants, one foot getting stuck in the jeans. Seiichi giggled at the sight, eying his lover's body with lust.
The ice had been broken, and the mood had been changed. There was no more of that hesitation from before. They didn't think. All they wanted right now was to feel good and make their partners happy.
Genichirou attacked Seiichi's pants when he was done ridding himself of his own clothes. Seiichi smirked at the eager hands that pulled on his white pants. The bluenette could have undressed himself but had decided he would rather see Genichirou do it.
"Gen, slow down. I'm not going anywhere." Seiichi said. The bluenette ran his fingers through Genichirou's hair. Seiichi sat up to relieve his body from the pants, throwing them to the floor with the rest of the clothes. They kissed a much more passionate kiss than before. Seiichi explored Genichirou's mouth with feverish strokes of his tongue.
They fell back on the bed with Seiichi straddling Genichirou, their lips never once parting from each other's. They moaned as their bodies came in direct contact. Immediately, Seiichi thrust their erections together. Genichirou groaned, the sound getting swallowed by Seiichi's mouth, and he rocked in hips in tune with Seiichi's.
It felt so good. Seiichi's body was so soft and warm against his. Seiichi's hands were everywhere; deliberately touching his thigh, flicking a rigid nipple, supplely stroking the muscles on his stomach.
"Mhmm, hah… Seiichi." moaned Genichirou. His eyes were repeatedly closing as he groaned for more. The bluenette was happy to increase the pace, loving the way Genichirou spoke his name. They kissed sloppily as Seiichi's body continued moving on top of Genichirou's.
Suddenly, Seiichi stopped moving. He lay there panting on top of his lover, feeling the heat and sweat emitting from the two aroused bodies.
"Genichirou… do you… have lube?" asked Seiichi quietly next to Genichirou's ear.
"A-Ah." Genichirou reached under his pillow and grabbed the small bottle of lubricant. Seiichi took it, looking at the label.
The bluenette raised an eyebrow. "This is the real stuff." he said. Seiichi had expected a hand lotion like last time. Surprisingly, Extra Sensitive Warming Lubricant was etched on the bottle. Seiichi snorted. "Did you go into a sex shop or what?"
"Of course not." said Genichirou. "Blame my grandfather."
Laughter shook Seiichi's body. He was going to have to give Genichirou's grandfather a medal one of these days. The captain stopped laughing when he remembered their bodies' needy state. He opened the bottle and poured some of the warm lotion onto his fingers. Genichirou gulped at the sight.
"Genichirou, do you want the same position as last time. On your hands and knees?" asked Seiichi.
Genichirou looked thoughtful for a moment. "No. I want to stay in this position... on my back" said Genichirou.
"Are you sure? It might be more painful." said Seiichi, indicating that Genichirou will have to bend a lot more if he wanted to remain on his back.
"I'm sure. I'm flexible. Besides…" Genichirou blushed. "I-I want to see you. I want to touch you too."
Seiichi leaned in for a small but affectionate kiss. "Alright then. Please tell me if I'm hurting you."
The bluenette got off Genichirou. The vice-captain spread his legs so that Seiichi could sit between them and prepare him. Seiichi squirted more of the liquid on his fingers and brought it to Genichirou's entrance. He circled the pink rim, lightly dipping his fingers in, to moisturize the opening.
"Nhnn hyaaa… Sei- mhnmm ahhh." Genichirou's noises of pleasure filled the room as Seiichi continued gently pressing against the sensitive twitching hole. "Seiichi!" It felt so much more sensitive than it had the first time. He didn't know if it was because he was eagerly awaiting the pleasure or because he knew what was coming, but all he wanted right now was for Seiichi to put those fingers in.
One look at Genichirou's lust-covered eyes was enough for Seiichi to comply. Carefully, he slipped the first finger through the ring of muscle and moved it around as far as it could go. Seiichi's breath caught as his finger was sucked in by that amazing heat. Seiichi inserted the second digit hastily, spreading the soft insides with scissoring motions and lubing the soft inner walls.
Once the third finger was put in, Seiichi began prodding and exploring to find Genichirou's sweet spot. Seiichi angled his fingers in different places, going deeper and deeper. Finally, he heard a particularly loud gasp come from Genichirou mouth.
"AH! S-Sei- there! Ahnn, yes." Genichirou whimpered, buckling his hips forward to bring more pressure to that spot inside of him. Seiichi found it much more erotic to have Genichirou facing him. The bluenette was able to see every expression on Genichirou's face.
Seiichi grinned and unrelentingly prodded the small bundle of pleasure inside his lover. His erection was painful and swollen as much as Genichirou's. Seiichi twisted his fingers, turning them around and digging in. Genichirou gripped his bed sheets desperately as he positively screamed at the amazing pleasure.
"Gen… can I?" asked Seiichi. He slowly twisted his digits again, digging in even deeper, stroking Genichirou's thigh with his other hand.
"Ahhh... yes. Yes, please." panted Genichirou. He wanted- no, needed Seiichi inside him.
With a small nod, Seiichi pulled his fingers out. He quickly rubbed some lube on his erection, gasping at his own touch. Seiichi gripped Genichirou's hips tightly and raised them up. "I'm going in now." warned Seiichi. Genichirou nodded his head and kept his entrance aligned with Seiichi's member. Seiichi spread Genichirou's buttcheeks, showing the moist entrance he was about to bury himself in.
He pushed in, immediately moaning at the tight heat that enveloped his head. Genichirou stopped breathing for a few seconds as Seiichi went further and further in. Seiichi didn't stop until he was nearly completely buried in.
They both stopped moving, their heavy breaths the only noise in the room. Genichirou gave a pained look. He was so stretched and he felt a stinging ache in his insides. But even then, he felt euphoric. Seiichi was inside of him. It felt so intimate, so private, to finally be joined this close with the person he has loved for years. It was amazing.
"G-Gen, are you alright?" asked Seiichi.
"Yes. Just give me a moment." said Genichirou. The pain lessened as he grew accustomed to it. Really, it wasn't too bad. Seiichi was closing his eyes and gripping Genichirou's hips like a lifeline. "Does it feel good Seiichi?"
"Oh yesss." Good was an understatement. It was wonderful, astonishing and out of this world. His cock throbbed as it desperately wanted friction out of the taut, burning hole.
When Genichirou's pained face dissolved, Seiichi slowly slid out, being as gentle as he could. As much as he longed to thrust himself in to the hilt, Genichirou would not appreciate that. Once only the head was in, Seiichi pushed back in with an equally slow pace. The vice-captain moaned at the burning friction it created.
Seiichi kept up a slow pace to let Genichirou get adjusted and comfortable. The bluenette grabbed Genichirou's member and lightly stroked it. Genichirou soon began gasping and moaning, wrapping his legs around Seiichi's waist.
"Hah… Seiichi. Y-You can go faster now." panted Genichirou. He was no longer feeling the sharp pain.
The bed rocked and creaked in time with Seiichi's thrusts. Seiichi didn't hold back and now pushed all the way in to the hilt. Genichirou cried out in ecstasy at being filled so deeply. Seiichi would angle his thrust towards Genichirou's sweet spot, occasionally brushing it and making Genichirou shout out "Seiichi!"
Seiichi let his voice go, whimpering in pleasure over and over. Genichirou moved his body frantically. It didn't take long until they both lost any rhythm they had as they felt their release coming close. Seiichi's thrusts were short and quick like his breath, pushing harder and harder into Genichirou. Really, how was he expected to last with such intense pleasure?
Genichirou shook with bliss, his insides convulsed with each plunge of Seiichi's cock. "Ah, S-Sei... hnn..." The vice-captain couldn't form coherent sentences anymore. All he wanted was a little more, a little deeper and harder. Seiichi took the small message and roughly grabbed Genichirou's cock, moving his hand up and down with no particular pattern.
Finally, Seiichi hit Genichirou's prostate head-on. Combined with a hard squeeze to his cock made Genichirou yell out and come. The pleasure washed over him in a wave from heaven, spraying his seed over Seiichi's hand and both their bodies.
Seiichi only lasted a few more thrusts after seeing Genichirou's orgasmic face. He managed to pull out partially, his warm essence going in Genichirou's entrance just a bit and most on the mattress. Seiichi collapsed on top of his lover.
They both felt tired, not just because of their love-making but because all of their worries had been lifted from their shoulders at last. They lay there, Genichirou's arms around Seiichi's limp body, as they slowly regained their breaths.
The white sheets were wet and sticky. Genichirou had messed them up with his movements and when he had grabbed onto them for support.
After several minutes, Seiichi moved up, caressing Genichirou's face with his lips. Both would have been happy to lay there forever in their own mess. But they had to get up and wash out all the evidence. Genichirou had never felt too lazy to get out of bed, but he certainly felt it now.
Minute after minute of silence and gentle touches passed by. They looked at each other and groaned lazily before tentatively getting up.
"I suppose we should pick up before your parents show up." smiled Seiichi. He was feeling so calm and happy, still basking in the after-glow. He did even know why he had been so nervous before.
"Yeah. We should." said Genichirou. His voice had gone hoarse.
"How about we dump the sheets in the washing machine and take a shower together?" suggested Seiichi. "I think we need washing just as much as the sheets. Plus... I think I came inside of you a little bit."
Genichirou did feel wet stickiness in his butt. When he stood up, some began oozing out and down his legs. Seiichi grinned at the sight.
"I guess we should shower first after all." said Seiichi, not feeling sorry one bit. "I'll help you wash that out."
Author's Rant:
*headdesk*
*headdesk*
*headdesk*
I finished writing this and my mom called me down for supper immediately after. She looks at me and says "o_O why are you sweating and blushing profusedly?" and I was like "I WAS UHHHH- DANCING TO MUSIC. O-O" and then my mom went "-_- you and your dumb Chinese music…"
Next Chapter: Atobe sticks his nose into other people's business and then doesn't hesitate to tell the world exactly what Genichirou and Seiichi have been doing.