Characters: Akutagawa Jirou
Theme: Hyoutei Orgy
Title: Pt. 2 Viewpoint of Tradition
(From the Sleepy Point of View)
It hadn't been until the first Monday in May that he had found out. Oshitari had a new move to try out, and it had definitely caught his attention, keeping him awake until they were dismissed. As he wandered with the others back to the clubroom, he noticed most people were smirking as they walked. His curiosity was piqued and he walked a tiny bit faster to get there so he could find out about the smirks. Once he got to the clubroom though, he stared in happy surprise.
Why were there so many beds here? Not that it mattered much; he loved them. He was going to jump on one, but Jirou noticed that everyone had started stripping. Not changing, but stripping.
Throughly curious, he followed suit and started unbuttoning his shirt, watching everyone else's interactions. There was Oshitari, making out with Shishido as though the world depended on it. Gakuto was trying to hook up with their old captain. The rest of the third years were in some kind of group. And there was Atobe, staring at him shamelessly with a sultry look.
Noticing Jirou staring, he smirked. He slowly pulled his shirt off of his tanned abdomen, then his muscular chest, and finally, over his head, somehow managing to pull it off without displacing even a single hair. He undid the belt deftly before starting on his pants . Once again, Atobe purposely teased the shorter blond, sliding the trousers down oh so slowly, barely an inch every time until he dropped and stepped out of them, leaving only his blue silk underwear on. Atobe slowly stepped closer to Jirou until their chests were hardly half an inch away and smirked.
Jirou, who had stopped moving as soon as Atobe's abdomen was visible, licked his lips and leaned back a little, trying to figure out what would be the best thing to do. "Ah... Atobe, what's going on?" seemed like his best option, but he didn't know if he'd like the answer.
"An orgy. Do plebeians not know what they are? " Atobe lifted an eyebrow, leaning in almost imperceptibly.
Yup, he still didn't know if that was good or not. Regardless, Atobe got him to one of the beds, his shirt and pants soon tossed carelessly to the side.
That had been better than watching Marui-kun play! But it was also absolutely exhausting, and he reallywanted to sleep. These beds were rather comfy...
Atobe stared at the now gently snoring boy. That had only been the first round, and everyone was switching partners, but Jirou was sound asleep. Oh well, might as well move on. After all, Gakuto was bendy and free.
A/N: Thanks to Bijoux25 for betaing!