A/N: Here I am again... ranting on about things you really don't care about...

I was just going to say that, thank you to everyone that reviewed, and criticized me on how... 'un-detailed' my lemon was :3
I have always found that to be one of my weaknesses... XD but I'll try to fix that. :3

I... really don't think I updated this in a while but here it is, Chapter 4 of Enslaved.

ps: This was written in the bus on my way to my uncles place :P

Previously...

"Nyyaaa! What are we going to do!" Eiji panicked and looked around as if looking for an answer. An answer that no-one could come up with. They all stared their own individual shoes until Fuji coughed.

"What more can we do?" Everyone looked up to see that his blue orbs were still visible. "We give Atobe a little visit of course."

Chapter 4:

Early in the morning, Atobe woke up to the annoying knocking on the door.

"What the hell is it so early in the morning?" he grumbled to himself and made sure Ryoma was still asleep before heading off to the door that was bothering him so much.

"Who is it?" When he opened the door, he wasn't too surprised to see the whole Seigaku tennis team in front of his door. "Ahh.. so you finally show up." Atobe smirked at the expression Fuji was making.

"Hello Atobe." Fuji gritted his teeth, blue orbs revealed and dark like the hell itself. The rest of the team nodded their heads; even the hyper-active Eiji was silent.

"What brings you all here today in oresama's mansion?" of course he knew why they were there, but it was his way of challenging them.

"Well, apparently one of our team-mate is here in your 'mansion'" It was hard for Fuji to keep his cool, but… yes, he tried. "We'd like him back." Atobe laughed out loud (lol) darkly

"I bought him, and therefore, he is actually mine now." Atobe smirked once again. "You'd have to pay at least 1100 dollars to free him." The regulars gasped at the price.

"Is this really necessary? I mean, we're friends are we not?" Oishi asked out of desperation, but Fuji looked disapproving.

"You call him a friend?" Fuji glared at Oishi, and both him and his doubles partner whimpered.

"Fuji, I could maybe offer you something though…" Atobe smirk morphed into a horrible grin and Fuji raised an eyebrow. "I suppose I'd let you see Ryoma… just once…" At this, Fuji's eyes widened bewildered.

"What are you…" Fuji, the Fuji stuttered, and blushed madly.

"oh stop pretending like you don't know." Atobe rolled his eyes. "You like Ryoma, do you not?" All the regular's eyes were now on Fuji, who was blushing furiously. "unless you would all like to stay and see him and oresama have fun with eachother?" Atobe offered knowing what the answer would be already.

"Um… No, thank… you…" Tezuka adjusted his glasses. He had always known Fuji liked Ryoma more than just as an underclassman, but to be this low…

"I'd like you all to leave then, seeing that you no longer have any business with me… Except you Fuji, you may stay; we've got… matters to discus." Without hesitation, everyone cleared out, while Fuji just stared at Atobe in shock.

"What are you planning Atobe?" Fuji grinded his teeth glaring at the purple haired man standing before his eyes.

"Well, before I tell you, you must be tired, let's take this conversation in my room, where my little prince would be waiting." Atobe didn't bother to look back and just strolled to his room, where indeed, Ryoma was waiting… tied up to the bed again.

The moment the door to his room was open, Atobe looked back to watch Fuji's reaction... Fuji's expression morphed into something that looked like lust. Ryoma was covered in a thin layer of sweat, his eyes half way closed, from waist down he had a blanket covering him, but Fuji could still see his his thin slender body… so pale… Fuji felt his pants get tight very uncomfortably. Atobe, who noticed this, walked up to Ryoma and bent down until his lips were inches away from Ryoma's ear.

"Ryoma..." He whispered, sending shivers down Ryoma's spine.

"Yes?" He gasped arching his back a little

"You have a guest today…" Atobe's hand ghosted on Ryoma's well toned chest. He arched his back and gasped.

"a… guest?" Ryoma's eyes roamed around the room but stopped when he saw a familiar figure standing by the door. Ryoma immediately snapped out of his drowsiness and turned his head so that his sempai couldn't see him. He felt so ashamed…

"Ryoma…" Fuji softly whispered, while walking forward. Atobe shot Fuji a hell of a glare which made even Fuji flinch.

"Fuji-san… you may not get any closer than that." Atobe bent down to lick Ryoma's neck. A moan escaped the princes' mouth. Fuji licked his lips. "And Ryoma… It's rude to turn your face away from the person that visited you… and you know what rude people get?" Atobe purred into Ryoma's ear.

"mmmph…" Ryoma reluctantly turned his head and blushed when he saw Fuji still there with a noticeable bulge in his pants.

"Keigo…sama…." Ryoma gasped when Atobe started fiddling with his nipples in a circling motion. Fuji couldn't take this any longer. He unzipped himself and slid his hands in his boxers, stroking his hard member. Atobe smirked. 'This is just the start…' he thought to himself, as he took the blanket covering Ryoma off of him putting it on display for Fuji to see. He gently got onto the bed and placed himself between Ryoma's legs which earned him an unexpected moan. Ryoma's member was already hard.

"My my… What a naughty boy…" Atobe purred in Ryoma's ear and nipped at his ears.

"aaahhmm… Sempai…ahh… no… don't.. mmmph… don't… look at me…" Ryoma begged panting.

"Ryo…ma…" Fuji moaned moving his hand up and down his shaft faster and faster. Atobe stopped and stared at Fuji.

"Fujiko, if you can hold on without coming, I'll give you a reward…" Fuji gulped and slowed down his pace and panted.

"Ryo…" he moaned, while Atobe sucked on Ryoma's left nipple and fondled around with his right.

"aah… Keigo… Kei…" Ryoma moaned, his both his nipples painfully hard.

"Ryoma… " Atobe groaned from deep down his throat, and started to move down until he reached Ryoma's fully erect shaft. When he licked the pre-cum off the head of the shaft, Ryoma hissed, arching his back. He licked his lips and took Ryoma's member whole. Working his tongue he managed to earn a lustful moan every single time his head bobbed up and down. Atobe had to hold down Ryoma's hips from thrusting into his mouth.

"Kei… I'm going to… mmmph!" Ryoma released his seeds in Atobe's mouth. He was surprised when Atobe swallowed his seeds.

"mmmhm… delish…." Licking his lips, Atobe untied Ryoma. Shock crossed Ryoma's face. "Ryo-chan… go and help your dear sempai over there…"

"Yes…" Ryoma crawled off the bed and slowly walked over to Fuji and kneeled down. "I'm sorry sempai…" He apologized before pulling out Fuji's shaft from his pants. Fuji's eyes widened.

"Wait, Ryoma… aaahh…" Ryoma licked Fuji's shaft from bottom to the head which made Fuji flinch slightly. Ryoma used his hands to start puming Fuji's member while he took the head of it in his mouth and started to work his tongue on it.

"ahhh!" Fuji's hand tangled in Ryoma's emerald hair and gripped it hard while Fuji continued to pant. Ryoma winced at the sudden pull but continued to pleasure him.

"mmph… Ryoma… I'm gonna…" Fuji came in Ryoma's mouth. Ryoma held the milk in his mouth, too bitter to swallow.

"Ryoma, swallow." And with that one order, he swallowed reluctantly. Tears rolling down his eyes.

Atobe got up his bed and walked over to his guest. While Ryoma was performing his services, Atobe was already dressed.

"Ryoma, wait here while I lead your guest out the door." Atobe grabbed onto Fuji's arm and pulled him out the door. 'What have I done…' Fuji thought to himself.

A/N: Reviews make stories live! oh, and the faves and alerts as well ;D

I am... unsure of when the next chapter will be up... but... i just wanted to say this...

SHAME ON FUJI! DDDDDDDD8

:3

Until next time~ =]