Wow. After getting so many hits and reviews over one extra chapter, how can I not write another one?
I really am glad you are not all fed up with me yet. o_o
Anyways, this chapter is dedicated to the many many Yanagi and Akaya fans who nearly murdered me for not putting enough Kinky Pair in the main story and to the several requests for more Yana/Aka I got after writing the last chapter. D; So yes, enjoy.
Disclaimer: DAMN YOU DISCLAIMER. I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND EAT YOU AND I DON'T OWN PRINCE OF TENNIS.
"Yanagi-senpai!"
Before he could turn around, Yanagi was tackled to the ground from behind, effectively faceplanting on the carpet of the bedroom. Honestly, he couldn't even turn his back on Akaya for a second without being pushed to the ground with the devil ace on top of him.
Akaya shook Yanagi's shoulders frantically, still calling the data master's name.
"Akaya, I am right here. How many times do I have to tell you to not tackle me?" sighed Yanagi. "You are heavy."
"I know, but guess what?" Akaya went on, not even giving Yanagi the chance to speak. "I decided that we can have sex today! And I won't get mad or punch you out when you bite me and give me those weird kiss mark things all over."
"Akaya… I wasn't planning on marking you. Sex doesn't mean you'll end up having hickies all over your body."
Akaya pouted. "B-But captain had full of them and he looked really happy about it! And even Niou has some on his neck and he grinned when I pointed them out. Why can't I have some? Don't you want me to be happy?"
"Akaya, what is it that you want exactly? Do you want sex or do you just want me to bite you all over?" asked Yanagi.
"I want both!" shouted Akaya in a whiny tone. Finally, Akaya got off his boyfriend's back. Yanagi was relieved to finally be able to breathe normally.
When they were both standing up, Yanagi walked forward, getting into Akaya's space. He leaned down and pressed their lips together. The data master smiled cunningly, pressing his tongue in the younger's mouth and moving Akaya backwards at the same time.
Akaya's knees soon touched the edge of his bed. Their lips pulled back, a small dribble of saliva connecting them. Without warning, Yanagi pushed Akaya over. The younger teen fell down on the mattress, disoriented for a second as he tried to recover from the kiss and sudden fall.
"Akaya, you can't be selfish. Pick one." whispered Yanagi, joining Akaya on the bed. His hands went to Akaya's shirt and pulled it upwards to remove it. Akaya offered zero resistance, even when Yanagi moved on to remove the pants, throwing the clothes to the other end of the bed. Yanagi's hands paused, splayed out on Akaya's chest. "If you don't tell me, I'll just stop here."
"No, I'll tell you. Just let me think for a second." insisted Akaya.
"All right. Maybe I can help influence your decision a little more?" said Yanagi.
Yanagi's hands roamed the smaller body. He caressed and pinched small nipples, rolling them between his fingers. It earned him gasps from Akaya as the younger boy arched his back and buckled his hips. Yanagi grinned, taking full advantage of each and every sensitive point he had found on his lover's body over the last several weeks, recalling precisely where each one was.
"Mmm… ahhh, senpaiiii." Akaya moaned when he felt Yanagi's hands playing with the sensitive skin under his navel, dangerously close to his underwear line. The data master's hands paused, tracing the edge of the last piece of clothing that Akaya wore.
The younger boy didn't know what to do. He couldn't seem to form words anymore, but wanted Yanagi to touch him there so badly. He settled for groaning lowly and moving his hips insistently against Yanagi's palm.
Yanagi pressed his hands against the damn cloth, rubbing circles over Akaya's hardness. He brought his other hand to his lips and sucked lightly on two fingers. Akaya rocked his hips, continuing to silently ask for more while whining.
Finally, Yanagi pulled down the last piece of clothes. Instead of paying attention to Akaya's throbbing erection, Yanagi's slick fingers found their way to Akaya's behind, touching the soft pink skin of his entrance.
It was not the first time Yanagi had gotten that far. He had put fingers in before, but that about was it. Akaya remembered the pleasurable sensations it had caused last time, so he pressed back, urging Yanagi to slip them in.
The devil ace turned his head and moaned loudly into a pillow when Yanagi obliged, inserting one digit in and pumping it in and out. It didn't hurt at all. Yanagi quickly put the second in.
"Have you decided yet?" whispered Yanagi, insistent fingers pressing in Akaya's inner walls. The younger boy whimpered. "Do you want this…" Yanagi leaned his head in and bit Akaya's neck sharply, licking the red skin it caused. Akaya groaned at the sting. "Or… do you want this?" The data master's fingers pressed right on Akaya's sweet spot, unrelentingly moving his fingers on the bundle of the nerves. Akaya screamed out, hips lifting from the bed.
"Ah, that's what I thought too." agreed Yanagi, taking the ecstatic noise as a yes. The data master smiled wickedly, twisting his fingers again, digging right into Akaya's prostate.
"Ya-Yana…! Nghh!"
"Akaya, I told you to call me Renji when we're alone." scolded Yanagi, kissing the younger's neck calmly as if he wasn't currently pumping fingers in and out of a writhing Akaya.
Without warning, Akaya grabbed the bedsheets on either side of him and yelled loudly as he came.
As Akaya lay there panting, Yanagi pulled his fingers out and went to lie down next to his lover. He patted Akaya's dark hair, holding the younger's body close.
"I apologize, Akaya. It looks like I got a little too carried away and went too fast." said Yanagi.
Akaya pouted. "It's not fair. You and your stupid data know all of my good spots and can make me come so fast. It takes me ages when I try to make you come."
"Practice and patience, Akaya. I simply observe your reactions more closely. I can assure you that you make me feel very good as well." said Yanagi. Really, he was just a tad more observant than most people. If that helped him in sex, than so be it.
"You're always better than me in everything…" said Akaya sadly. "You get really good grades and I don't. I can't defeat you in tennis. And you are even better than me in bed."
"Now, what happened to all that willpower you used to have?" asked Yanagi, soothingly stroking his hands along Akaya's body. "The Akaya I know doesn't give up even in the worst of situations. He has amazing resolve and energy and keeps on improving at an incredible rate." Yanagi pressed a small kiss to the younger's lips. "And I know you can defeat me any day at video games, Akaya."
The corner of Akaya's lips lifted in a small smile. "You really suck at wii tennis, senpai."
"That game is irrational, Akaya. I cannot use any of my most valuable moves, the characters do not move fast enough, nor do they hit the ball where I want and-"
"I know, I know." said Akaya with amusement.
Yanagi touched Akaya's neck with feather-light touches. Akaya thought he saw Yanagi's eyelids open ever so slightly.
"I left you a mark, Akaya." said Yanagi, tracing circles around the red bite mark on the younger's neck. Akaya brought his hand up and touched it too, letting their fingers stroke together.
"Renji, can I give you one?" asked Akaya timidly. He always seemed so shy when he said Yanagi's first name.
Yanagi smiled gently like he always did when Akaya called him by that name.
"Oh Akaya, of course you can't." Yanagi said in a sweet voice, patting Akaya's cheek lovingly.
Akaya froze, wondering if he had heard correctly. Had Yanagi just said no to him in that gooey-lovey voice?
"No? Why not?" demanded Akaya, immediately sitting up and looking outraged.
"Well… it will arouse a lot of questions and suspicion, particularly from my parents. And fangirls at school will start rumours. No matter which way I look at it, having a hickey is an inconvenience." said Yanagi.
"B-But… it's about having my mark on you!" said Akaya.
"What good will that do if I cannot see it myself? Others already know we are a couple. I do not see the need to do more."
"That's not fair, senpai! You gave me one so it's only fair that I give you one too!" Akaya sat there, looking angrily down at his boyfriend.
"You asked for one, Akaya. I did not. Don't be illogical-"
"You're being illogical!" Akaya shouted back. "You are my boyfriend so you're supposed to be making me happy!"
Yanagi sighed. "But you happen to be my boyfriend, Akaya. And I can only be happy if you do not give me a love bite."
There was a pause, in which Akaya furrowed his brows together as if he was thinking really hard.
"But that's… you don't…" Akaya groaned. "Senpai, stop trying to confuse me!"
Yanagi only laughed and sat up as well, getting up from the small bed and throwing Akaya's clothes at the younger boy.
"Get dressed before you catch a cold, Akaya." said Yanagi.
"I know! How about I give you one somewhere you can hide with your clothes?" asked Akaya.
"Make sure you do your English homework as well." continued Yanagi.
"How about on your chest or stomach? Captain had a lot on his thighs so I can give you one there too!" insisted Akaya.
"Anyway you look at it, the team will be able to see it in the locker rooms." sighed Yanagi.
That made Akaya start thinking deeply again. Yanagi took his chance and slipped out of the room while the younger boy was distracted, whispering a small "good night, Akaya" as he left and silently closing the door behind him.
"Oh! I got it! If we move your hair out of the way, then I can give you one on your forehead! It can be covered with your hair." exclaimed Akaya. "But wait… a hickey on the forehead… that's kind of weird, don't you think so, Yanagi-senpai?"
Akaya paused, looking around his empty room.
"Senpai?"
Author's Note:
I feel embarrassed when I look back at my old chapters and re-read them. And I am still amused at the large amount of water wasting I put in it. Even chapter one has Yukimura wasting water. D:!
You know, it's not my fault that I have a perverted mind (only sometimes... *shifty eyes*). Blame my mom for letting me read that adult novel when I was ten years old. The ten year old me would be reading a sex scene I'd be like "o_o Wait... what's happening? What the heck is an 'erect rod' and why is he putting it in her 'wet folds'?"
Yeah, forget romance novels. I went through erotica first. D;
Anyways, that was the story of why my mind is a messed up and scary place...
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