Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis is not mine.
Thanks to the offical fanbook, I noticed that Marui and Jirou are now sharing a room in New Prince of Tennis. *gigglesnort* This fact makes me happy.
Seiichi found it quite thrilling to be sneaking around Genichirou's house. Sure, it wasn't as if they were sneaking inside, about to make love a few rooms down from Genichirou's parents, but it was thrilling nonetheless that they were sneaking in the backyard's dojo.
Genichirou was actually quite tense, possibly fearing discovery by his nephew, his parents or worst, his grandfather. But, it turns out they didn't have to worry afterall. They got to the dojo doors fine, making Genichirou let out a breath of relief.
Genichirou slid the doors open to let them in, only to shut them back as quickly and silently as he could. Inside, the place was eerily quiet, so quiet that their talking was sure to sound loud and echoic. The only light was the moonlight seeping in through the windows. Seiichi immediately noticed the rather large futon in the far corner of the room. It looked out of place in the otherwise empty room.
Seiichi smiled, looking up at Genichirou, who was shifting slightly from left to right as if trying to figure out how to go about this.
"So Genichirou, are you going to add to my hickey collection tonight?" asked Seiichi, a laugh in his tone.
The line of Genichirou's tight mouth twitched upward. "My marks didn't go away yet?" he asked.
"Some did. The bigger ones are still there." Seiichi pulled his shirt up, showing parts of his stomach for a visual. A large red mark was still visible right under his bellybutton.
Genichirou cocked his head to the side, smiling mischievously. "Hmm… I don't even remember giving you that one."
Seiichi scoffed, playfully hitting Genichirou on the arm. "Well think harder. Did it mean so little to you that you already forgot all the details?" he said.
Still smiling, Genichirou wrapped his arms around the lithe figure of Seiichi, kissing the top of the bluenette's head. "I'm just joking. Of course I remember, Seiichi. That one was from our third round. You were sitting on the bed and I was kneeling in front of you when I gave you that mark."
Seiichi nodded approvingly. Genichirou hoped Seiichi wouldn't start quizzing him on each lovebite. Just to be safe, Genichirou leaned in and occupied both their lips the moment he saw Seiichi start to open his mouth.
The vice-captain moved his lips at a tranquilizing pace, slowly and blissfully tasting his lover. Seiichi still tasted like lime, probably from the ice cream he had eaten earlier. Genichirou kept his eyes open, observing Seiichi's face at close range. His fingers moved up to push the dark blue hair back. Seiichi's eyes were closed, long eyelashes lying down on soft cheeks as the bluenette gave a soft content noise. Genichirou saw that Seiichi's cheeks had a bit more color than usual, maybe because of the sunny weather they had practiced in all week or perhaps he was simply blushing. Genichirou traced his fingers along the sides of Seiichi's face, feeling the high cheekbone and then soft edge of the bluenette's jaw.
It was only when they pulled back, saliva connecting their lips, that Seiichi finally opened his gorgeous blue eyes.
"Seiichi, go on the futon. I'll be right back. I just need to get something before we start." whispered Genichirou. Giving the bluenette one final kiss, Genichirou nearly ran to the far end of the dojo, opening another sliding door and disappearing behind it.
Seiichi stood there looking at the small door where Genichirou had exited. The bluenette had never been through that door, but it seemed to just be another room in the dojo, or maybe a type of storage closet. Sighing, Seiichi went and settled himself on the large futon. He lounged down, sensually running his hand along the covers.
'What is with Genichirou and leaving to fetch something each time we are ready to do it?' Seiichi thought. He wasn't mad, but it had happened last time too when Genichirou had forgotten the lube in his coat pocket. Seiichi lay down, head on the pillow, when he felt something hard under him. He looked under the pillow and found the bottle of lubricant.
'Ah, that's what hurt my head.' thought Seiichi. 'But wait… if Genichirou didn't forget the lube, then what did he go get?'
Seiichi's curiosity had been piqued. But he would have to wait for Genichirou to return. For now, he might as well make it easier for when the vice-captain did come back. Seiichi took off his clothes. He didn't rush and made sure to carefully fold them before putting them in a neat pile on the side. Even after all that, Genichirou still not returned.
Seiichi thought about going to check if Genichirou was okay. Trusting his instincts, Seiichi got up and knocked on the sliding door.
"Genichirou, is everything alright?" asked Seiichi, not opening the door.
"Ah, sorry it's taking long. I'll be out soon." came Genichirou's voice.
Well, Genichirou didn't sound too nervous at least. Maybe he was cooling off his head before starting, like he did last time in the shower. Shrugging, Seiichi lay back down on the futon, splayed out on the side in a provocative pose for when Genichirou would re-appear. Seiichi was not usually impatient, but his cock certainly was.
In order to not be kept waiting more than was necessary, Seiichi opened the bottle of lube and coated his fingers in them. At least the preparation would be done and Seiichi wouldn't have to hold back for too long. He brought his hand behind him, running a moist finger around the rim of his entrance.
Seiichi slid one in, pushing in as far as he could and sliding it back out slowly. He began panting when two fingers slid past his ring of muscles, massaging the inner walls. He really wanted more... even Genichirou's fingers would feel better than this. Now if only that damn Genichirou would hurry the fuck up.
'Hmmm… maybe I can force him to come back here.' thought Seiichi.
The bluenette then proceeded to enter in a third finger. Along the way, he made sure to moan and groan as loudly as he could. Hopefully he was loud enough for Genichirou to hear him. Seiichi panted and yelled out Genichirou's name increasingly longer with each thrust of his fingers.
It took not even a minute for Genichirou to slide the door open in a panic. "Seiichi! Seiichi, what's wrong, is everything-" Genichirou stopped dead at the erotic sight in front of him. His member immediately took attention upon seeing Seiichi panting, naked on his stomach, moaning and yelling Genichirou's name with fingers playing at his entrance.
"Yes, there is something wrong, Genichirou. I am this aroused and you just left without an explanation." Seiichi turned around to glare at the vice-captain but his featured turned into a confused look. "Gen, why are you wearing your kendo hakama?"
Genichirou had returned to the room wearing the clothes he wore for kendo practice. The bottom part, the hakama, looked more like a long black pleated skirt, but Seiichi knew it had two separate pant legs. Genichirou had actually put on the entire outfit, everything from the white kimono that went under the hakama and covered his chest all the way to the white socks with sandals.
"You said you liked it when I wore my hakama." said Genichirou, blushing at being observed so precisely. "You said it only a few hours ago."
"Well, yes… I do think you look really hot in it, but is this really the time? It takes a freakishly long time to put on and take off." growled Seiichi, taking his fingers out and feeling his hole twitching with need.
Genichirou looked embarrassed. "A-Ah. Sorry… I didn't think about that." Indeed, folding the hakama and kimono when it was taken off took a long time, but was necessary for maintenance. "I-I'll go take it off then…"
An idea flashed in Seiichi's mind. The bluenette smiled and shook his head, invitingly telling Genichirou to get closer by waving his hand lazily. "It's alright Genichirou. Come here. We'll work with it." purred Seiichi.
Genichirou obeyed, not wanting to leave Seiichi alone in such a sexy position. Really, what kind of man would he be if he did that? Seiichi sat up and moved to the edge of the futon, stretching gracefully.
"Genichirou, lie down. On your back." drawled Seiichi, his tone lazy yet commanding. Genichirou didn't want to make Seiichi wait anymore so he walked forward and silently lay down on the futon, stiffly and tense. Seiichi shifted back in, cuddling his naked body against Genichirou's side.
Seiichi ran his hand along Genichirou's cheek. Genichirou turned his head to the side and kissed Seiichi's palm. The vice-captain still looked like he felt bad about putting on the kimono and hakama.
The bluenette brought his hand down and made it enter the folds of the white kimono, touching Genichirou's firm and pleasingly solid chest. Seiichi nipped at Genichirou's earlobe while his fingers played with a hardening nipple.
"Ahhh… Seiichi." murmured Genichirou. The vice-captain also began roaming his hands along Seiichi's body, making the bluenette arch into his broad hands. Genichirou touched Seiichi's dripping cock lightly before dipping his digits down further to the bluenette's entrance. The hole was already moist and stretched; Genichirou's dry finger easily went it. He pressed in deeply, twisting and angling where he remembered Seiichi's sweet spot was.
"Hah! Nnn! Gen, oh yes, there!" Seiichi gasped out, his insides clenching at the wonderful feeling. His hands grabbed desperately at the top of Genichirou's white kimono.
Genichirou removed his finger and went to sit up. Seiichi was ready and Genichirou's erection was throbbing and eager to thrust into the bluenette. But Seiichi pushed back down on Genichirou's chest, making the vice-captain lie down once more.
"No Gen… let me. You… just stay still." said a breathless Seiichi. The Rikkai captain grabbed the obi that held the hakama up. He quickly untied the knot. "Gen, lift your hips just a bit." Genichirou obeyed and Seiichi slid the hakama down, not too much but just enough for Genichirou's erection to be exposed. Seiichi also pulled the folds of the white kimono and shifted them a little to the side, fully revealing Genichirou's manhood.
"Wait, Seiichi…"
"Relax. You are still technically wearing your kimono and hakama. You can fold them once you take it off and only after we are done." said Seiichi, rubbing the hard shaft. Genichirou's clothes were loose and untied but he was still fully clothed except for the cock that Seiichi had expertly managed to stick out. It was an erotic sight. Seiichi couldn't wait make love to Genichirou like this.
Seiichi nearly laughed when he realized that Genichirou was even wearing his powerwrists. No doubt Genichirou wanted to make exercise out of anything.
The bluenette got up and settled himself on top of Genichirou, knees on either side of the vice-captain's figure. Genichirou's eyes widened at the position. Seiichi carefully aligned the cock to his entrance and got ready to sit on the engorged member.
"Hold me please, Genichirou." said Seiichi. He didn't want to lose his balance. Genichirou placed his hands on Seiichi waist right as the bluenette began to lower himself. Genichirou gasped at the wonderfully tight feeling that slowly enveloped him. Seiichi didn't push down all the way yet, stopping above the base to let himself get used to it. It didn't hurt nearly as much as the previous time but it was still painful.
Once Seiichi began moving, Genichirou decided that he quite liked the position despite the fact that he didn't do much other than rock his hips. As Seiichi rode him, Genichirou was able to fully see the bluenette's entire body in all its glory. He could see every single emotion that flickered across Seiichi's face. He had a full view of his cock sliding in and out of Seiichi as the bluenette brought his body up and down. He was able to observe every twitch and bounce of Seiichi's member as it dripped pre-come. It was probably going to get his kimono dirty but he honestly did not care at the moment.
"Iyaaa, ngnn Genichirou…" moaned Seiichi. Genichirou tightened his gripped on Seiichi and began pounding upwards. Now that Seiichi was past the painful first stage, Genichirou didn't want to leave Seiichi to do all the work.
He thrust up right when Seiichi dropped his hips down. A scream echoed in the room as Seiichi felt himself completely buried, Genichirou's cock so unbelievably deep inside him. His shaky knees felt powerless and weak as his prostate was constantly being hit.
Genichirou took control. His hands were strong enough to lift Seiichi up, continuing their rhythm but not for very long. Soon, all they could do was rock and grind their hips together. They moaned, groaned and made incoherent noises over and over. Seiichi didn't last long with Genichirou entire length moving so deeply inside him. The friction within him caused by the grinding was too good and Seiichi came in an explosion of semen.
The inner walls around Genichirou's erection tightened at Seiichi's release. Genichirou didn't hold out long either. With a wild grunt, Genichirou's thighs twitched upwards as his seed filled Seiichi's burning hole.
Seiichi gasped at the feeling of warm liquid inside him. He loved it, even if he was sure to feel sticky and dirty in an hour. With shaky arms, Seiichi got off of Genichirou's penis, some of the essence dripping out and onto Genichirou's now wrinkled clothes. A large amount of Seiichi's cum had sprayed on the white kimono.
The bluenette felt a little guilty at his impatience. He had just ruined Genichirou's precious traditional kendo clothes. He got off the larger male and mumbled an apology.
Genichirou seemed to just now notice the mess covering his clothes. His mouth fell into a tight line.
"I'm so sorry, Genichirou. I should have waited for you to take it off…" said Seiichi, biting his lip.
"…It's alright. It's just clothes. I have an extra." said Genichirou. "Just… don't expect me to wear a hakama next time." Seiichi still looked sad. Genichirou's monotonic tone did not help. The vice-captain sighed and hugged Seiichi against him. "Seiichi, it's alright. I felt amazing tonight. Even better than all the other times. I think the sex is getting better."
"Hmm… I thought so too." said Seiichi.
The vice-captain shifted to the side and got up, stripping himself of his hakama and kimono and throwing it to the side.
"Gen, aren't you going to fold it? I'm sure you can get it cleaned. There are loads of places you can go to for that."
Genichirou smiled. "Yes, but I'd sooner die of mortification. I do not want to explain to the cleaner why there is dry cum on my hakama. I agree it's not very respectable to the dojo or my aesthetics to just leave it there, but… maybe I'll simply keep this one hidden in my room in case we want to use it next time too."
Now fully naked, Genichirou lay back down on the futon, bringing the covers over both of them. Seiichi smiled at what Genichirou had implied. They fell asleep quickly, wrapped in each other's arms all night.
Author's Rant:
So I was in the middle of writing this chapter when a bird hit my window. O_O I looked outside and found the bird still alive and flapping around in my pool. So I flipped out and run outside (dangerously leaving my computer wide open on top of that!). I fished the bird out with a net and it was still alive and it walked around but couldn't fly but I was still so happy because I had just saved a life or something. :D :D :D
So I approached it slowly, feeling all proud. Then the bird flipped out, tried flying with a broken wing, hit the near wall and died. ;_; FML.
Plus my window is full of feathers and bird saliva/blood/whatever the gross stuff on my window is to constantly remind me of it. D; RIP Bird.
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Anyways, I realized that platinum pair have been absent from this fic for ages. O_O That won't do. Abd looking back at my previous chapters, I now realize how much I've missed my Sanada torture.
But at the same time, my next chapter is the last one. =/ Hmmm~ what to do what to do...
Next Chapter: I'm not telling because it's the last chapter~ ;D