A Micro-Ice - Sinedd story / one shot's
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To celebrate Micro-Ice's healed injury, his teammates decided to visit the amusement park on the upper levels of Genesius Stadium. Micro-Ice was thrilled by this for he loved playing arcade games and going on roller coasters. They all met up after practice, freshly washed and in clean clothes outside of the hotel. The healed boy was fidgeting with his trusted necklace when Mei and D'jok walked outside with Sinedd. Micro-Ice's happy mood quickly turned sour for he did not want Sinedd to join them on their outing. Ever since the bathroom incident, he avoided Sinedd as best as he could and didn't let his eyes wander too close to the striker. The others saw this as a sign that Micro-Ice was finally trying to be civil, but the truth was that Micro-ice felt awkward around Sinedd. He felt very conflicted about being the one who had pulled the striker to the showers and done things to him. He didn't want this kind of thing to happen and yet he found himself wanting to touch the man again, to feel his skin beneath his fingertips, beneath his tongue. Urgh, Micro-Ice needed a break from his team, from Sinedd. Maybe being apart would rid him of his stupid feelings for the striker who was standing far to close to him at the moment, no doubt trying to get his attention.
Mei was the one who started the conversation with Sinedd and D'Jok chipped in. Far too easily according to Micro-Ice's taste. What do those two even have to talk about? Sure, they both loved the game and were super competitive with one another and apparently, they shared a similar taste in girls, since they both dated Mei. Urgh, now he was getting jealous because of Mei and her…
"What do you think, Mice?" D'Jok pulled the shorter man from his thoughts, who had no idea what they had been discussing. Luckily Thran and Ahito walked out of the hotel at that moment and he ignored the question he couldn't answer and walked over to them. A warm hand gently brushed against the palm of his hand as he walked past Sinedd, sending electricity up his arm. The confused boy kept his hands in the pockets of his jacket for the rest of the walk.
Ever since Sinedd joined the team, D'jok had made an effort to accept the raven head and even try to find common ground with him. He was an absolute traitor in Micro-Ice his eyes. And the redhead knew his best friend wasn't thrilled about him trying, but he was stuck between his best friend and his girlfriend. Mei could be a nag sometimes and she wants Sinedd to feel at ease between them. D'jok is secretly jealous of the way she cares and looks after the other boy. He knows it isn't because of any lasting romantic feelings, but because she got to see underneath his arrogance and the thick layer, he carries around himself. It had taken a few weeks, but D'jok was starting to see what Mei was trying to do for the other boy. She wanted him to have something to come home to instead of an empty apartment building. And because he realized that, he swallowed his pride and previous feelings for the boy and tried to be friendly. Naturally, that meant Micro-Ice would yell at him in the privacy of their shared bedroom from time to time.
Once they reached the amusement park they went straight to the biggest roller coaster, on Micro-Ice's request. Thran and Yuki weren't fans of this and everyone learned something new about Mei that day: she absolutely hates rides that go fast. She had been resistant to go on the ride, but Sinedd used his powers of persuasion and she had gone along with the gang. Everyone was shocked when the ride came back to a halt and they all heard Sinedd laugh so hard he had tears in his eyes because of Mei's antics during the ride. At one point she had clung to Sinedd in absolute fear and naturally at that moment their picture was taken. Even D'jok had to laugh when he saw his girlfriend hysterically clinging to Sinedd, who in his turn was trying to get her off him and laughing at the same time. Micro-Ice overheard Thran whispering to Yuki wondering if Sinedd's brain had malfunctioned, who giggled. The boy had to laugh at that and they all looked amused as Mei yelled at Sinedd for being a lousy friend, which only made him laugh harder.
After that ride, Mei insisted on something easier and she decided that she and D'Jok would go on some lovey-dovey boat ride. Tia and Rocket joined them, while Thran, Mark and Micro-Ice made howling sounds as they walked away. Sinedd noticed Yuki eyeing Micro-ice and the boat ride, but either the shorter man was oblivious to her longing stares or he didn't want to go on it with her. Sinedd hoped it was the later of the two possibilities.
"Where do you guys want to go on next?" Thran asked and Mark suggested the haunted house. Yuki declined to join them, not a fan of such things and Ahito stayed behind with her. Apparently, he had once fallen asleep in a haunted house and it took Thran two hours to find him. Micro-Ice wasn't sure about the house and Yuki was quick to ask him to stay with her as well, but Mark's teasing of Micro-Ice being scared made the boy quickly change his tune. Micro-Ice wasn't scared, he liked watching scary movies as much as the next guy, but Damn Simbai warned him to take it easy and walking around a dark house didn't seem like a good idea. He could easily trip and hurt himself again. But Micro-Ice his ego couldn't take Mark's suggestions, so he forgot about Damn Simbai and apologized to Yuki for not staying with her. Sinedd rolled his eyes at that.
They didn't have to wait long before they could enter the house, which had multiple rooms you walked through and the first room had some dizzying 3D moving actions. Thran was quick to walk through the moving room because he feared he would see his lunch again and Mark followed him, teasing him as usual. Micro-Ice wanted to follow them, but taking his time to see where he was stepping. The moving room made him lose his balance every now and then and he kept hearing Damn Simbai's voice in his head. But then he noticed Sinedd wasn't following and that made him curious. He looked to where Mark and Thran had disappeared. Would they come back and see what was taking them so long? Or would they ditch them to see what would happen? Yeah, knowing Mark, it would probably be the latter. He's kind of a jerk sometimes. And so, curiosity won over Damn Simbai's voice and Micro-Ice turned to the other striker and asked what was taking him so long. But the older boy was leaning on one of the pillars in the room, his eyes closed and he was breathing heavier. It didn't take long for Micro-Ice to realize the boy couldn't handle all the moving and spinning that was happening around him.
Micro-Ice didn't like to see the boy being in discomfort, but he also didn't want to be the one to help him. Where's Mei when you need her? She should be here to help him, not Micro-Ice, who is still his sworn enemy.
Who he occasionally makes out with, but that was beside the point.
Seeing the striker in discomfort annoyed Micro-Ice and since no one was there to help him, he swallowed his pride and went over to him. He slid his hand around the raven head's arm and tried to pull him along.
"No, just wait…" Sinedd refused but Micro-ice realized the boy needed to get out of this room as quickly as possible so he could shake off the effects of the room.
"Just take my hand Sinedd and focus on me," Micro-Ice leaned closer to the boy and whispered in his ear. He eventually had to use some force to pull the taller boy with him. He walked quicker than before, making him nearly trip halfway, but Sinedd caught him and prevented the younger man from injuring himself. He kept the boy in his arms for a few seconds too long, but he didn't care. He had Micro-Ice's attention and he wanted to savor that.
"We're almost out," Micro-Ice urged the boy and he pulled them out of the room, oblivious to the eyes of Thran who had walked back to see what was taking them so long. Thran, being the smartest of the team, quickly put two and two together and understood that whatever was happening between the two strikers, it wasn't any of his business. So, he stopped Mark in time to see nothing and the duo continued on their way through the house.
Once out of the room, Sinedd managed to quickly pull himself together again.
"What happened in there?" Micro-Ice asked, trying to pull his hand back, but Sinedd wasn't letting him go: "Too much spinning in too many directions. I'm fine now. How's your foot?"
"It's fine," Micro-Ice assured the striker and they continued on their way. Micro-Ice easily jumped whenever someone suddenly walked up to them from the dark and tried to scare them, which amused Sinedd. He took full advantage of those moments and pulled the smaller boy against him to calm him down. Micro-Ice felt conflicted about all this touching in public, but it felt so good to be pulled into Sinedd's chest. The dark house and the fact that Mark and Thran seemed to be gone, allowed Micro-Ice to accept the arms who greedily took hold of him. He might have even jumped a few times extra. Oh, how his fingers ached to touch the other boy again.
When they were nearly at the end, Sinedd decided he wanted to talk to Micro-Ice before they left the house and parted ways again. Luckily the dark house had many corners he could disappear into with the smaller boy, who only protested slightly when he was pulled away from the exit. He suspected he would need to face Micro-Ice's stubborn side before getting an honest answer, but before he could even say anything, the younger man pulled at the collar of his jacket and pulled him down to meet his lips. To say Sinedd was surprised, would be an overstatement. Micro-Ice's hold on his collar was very firm and Sinedd slid his hands down the younger man's ass and lifted him so they were on a more equal level. Micro-Ice's hands slide to Sinedd's hair and they roughly pulled the man's head back so his lips could assault his exposed neck. Sinedd reveled in the attention he was getting but he pulled Micro-Ice aside for a reason.
"Mice, stop," he tried, moaning slightly as Micro-Ice let his tongue slide up and down his neck. But the younger striker bites him for using his nickname. Sinedd didn't mind the rough action, he expected it to happen. The boy figured one-day Micro-Ice would accept him using his nickname.
"I want to talk," Sinedd tried again, but Micro-Ice blew him off and kissed him again. It took every willpower in Sinedd to break the kiss and make the boy look him in the eye: "Why do you keep ignoring me when we're in public?"
Micro-Ice wanted to avoid the question, but Sinedd didn't allow him to. He wanted an answer and preferable to change Micro-Ice his attitude towards whatever this was between them. He didn't want to go public or anything, he simply didn't want to be ignored and maybe fight a little less with the younger striker.
"Tell me," Sinedd whispered against his ears and pulled the boy in a very intimate hug. He felt Micro-Ice shiver as he whispered in his ear and he continued until he got an answer.
"I don't know how I feel about this okay," Micro-Ice confessed and let his head fall on Sinedd's shoulder. He took in the man's scent and suddenly realized he wished they were in Sinedd's bedroom instead of this haunted house, a disturbing thought.
"That's fine," Sinedd said through gritted teeth. He didn't agree with what he said, but he understood that Micro-Ice was someone who was going to need a lot of time to accept this and if he truly wanted this to work, then he would have to allow Micro-Ice that time.
"I'm not asking to be friendly in public, just don't ignore me."
"I can't look you in the eye around them."
"Why not?" Sinedd asked and it took Micro-ice a few seconds before he could answer that question honestly. Oh, why of all people did he have to find himself attracted to Sinedd? Why does he have to be the one who makes his heart beat faster? Why does he have to be the one who makes him blush? Why does he have to be the one whose attention he wants all for himself? Why does that boy, who bullied him for years have to be the one to make him fall in lo…
"I won't be able to keep my composure knowing what we do…knowing what I would be rather doing with you," Micro-Ice admitted and ended his train of thought before he could admit something he couldn't take back. Sinedd, oblivious to the younger's thoughts, couldn't help but grin.
"Wipe that smirk of your face," the younger striker told the man and pushed himself up again to meet the man face to face.
"Why don't we agree on something," Sinedd proposed and Micro-Ice's insides did a summersault at the idea of making some kind of agreement with the other boy. An agreement that was said out loud. It sounded so official.
"You don't ignore me in public and I won't do anything to attract the attention of the others," Sinedd suggested and Micro-Ice felt relieved knowing he would stop doing those things.
"Fine," Micro-Ice agreed and Sinedd playfully bit his ear: "Don't sound so pathetic when agreeing."
"Mice! Sinedd! Are you guoffy's coming out anytime soon?" they heard the voice of Thran yelling from the exit and they quickly pulled away, both blushing at the words 'coming out' that Thran used very deliberately. The two strikers exited the haunted house, both nearly tripping over their own feet and used Sinedd's motion sickness as an excuse for their tardiness.
For the rest of the day, Micro-Ice didn't avoid Sinedd like the plague anymore and Sinedd was pleased for that. They even played a few games together in the arcade and managed to keep it friendly when they played one-on-one games. When they were paired together for a two-on-two game against D'Jok and Thran, they fell back into their old bickering, but at least they managed to keep it more civil.
The sudden change in Micro-Ice's behavior caught Mei's attention and her suspicions grew even more. But they couldn't possibly be…?
Hours later when everyone was back at the hotel, Micro-Ice decided he wanted the encounter of the haunted house to continue. He couldn't leave with D'jok still in the room, because he'd ask questions. He had to wait for him to sneak to Mei's room, who was waiting for Tea to sneak to Rocket's room. Dear God, they all needed to get their own rooms next time. He didn't knock and quickly slipped into the room, not wanting anyone to see him in Sinedd's room.
The first thing Micro-Ice noticed when he snuck into the older boy's room was that he had a far nicer room than D'jok and himself. Why they still had to share was unclear to him. Winning the championship three times in a row should automatically qualify you to your own private room. The second thing he noticed was that Sinedd was sitting on his bed, with his back to the door and he didn't react when he came in. A cord was hanging from his ears to a device, so Micro-Ice realized he was listening to music and the boy hadn't heard him come in.
In the privacy of Sinedd's hotel room which had a locked door, Micro-Ice felt bolder (although his previous actions in the haunted house would prove he was rather bold in general). He snuck up on the older boy and slid his arms around the other boy's unexpected neck, who tensed up immediately when he felt the touch but relaxed again once he saw who the two strong arms belonged to. Sinedd was perplexed that Micro-Ice was in his room. He expected to have to wait a few days again before they would meet up again. Not wanting to jinx his good fortune by asking questions, he simply leaned back into Micro-Ice's chest, whose hands were quick to crawl beneath his shirt. The younger boy wasn't a fool, for he could feel Sinedd's heartbeat quickening underneath his hands. He understood that what he was doing, was turning the older boy on, but he decided to ignore that since the other boy didn't do anything to indicate he wanted him to stop.
Another reason why Micro-Ice wanted to come here was because a new curiosity had revealed itself. He wondered what it would feel like to have the other's naked skin touch his and he didn't mean his hands by that.
Micro-Ice was pleased when Sinedd either read his mind or simply wanted to give him more access and pulled his shirt over his head, revealing that well-developed chest that Micro-Ice had been ogling during practice these last couple of weeks. If Micro-Ice was prawn to have nosebleeds, he sure would have gotten one right now. The older boy didn't say anything about it and simply leaned back into the others chest and let him continue his exploring touches. Curious fingers slide over every muscle that was visible on the older boy's chest, sending pleasant shivers up and down the older boy's body.
After a couple of pleasant yet silent minutes, Micro-Ice started growing frustrated because he wanted to feel more, but his boldness only went so far and he'd exceeded that by inviting himself over tonight. Not to mention his wandering hands that crawled to their destination within seconds of arriving. Dear God, Micro-Ice was becoming far too forward.
Sinedd felt Micro-Ice retreat his hands and wondered why he stopped. He certainly didn't mind the feather-like touches that caressed his chest and stayed high enough to not stimulate any other regions that could make things embarrassing. The earbuds had fallen from his ears when he leaned into Micro-Ice and lay forgotten next to him. He turned to the boy, who adverted his eyes, a clear sign that something was up but he couldn't bring himself to talk about it, a slight blush covering his cheeks. Not wanting to embarrass the younger boy, Sinedd leaned in and kissed him to distract him. He was pleased that the younger boy didn't stop him and he was even allowed to push him down in his bed, with Micro-Ice's arms wrapped around his neck. This was the first time they laid down on a bed and it made Sinedd's inside squirm when he saw Micro-Ice lay beneath him. Sure, he'd had the boy wrapped around his waist on numerous occasions, touching intimately but this was something else. Something he would like to get used to.
He let his lips wander up Micro-Ice's jawbone and whispered his nickname in his ear, resulting in what seemed to become his usual punishment: nails being pushed down into his back. He did it again before letting his lips slide down the boy's neck and taking in how he shivered as his lips touched new territory. He wondered how far he could go before Micro-Ice would pull back. He decided to be bold and his lips found the other boy's ear again and whispered: "Take your shirt off."
He didn't wait for the other boy's response and leaned back on his knees to pull the other boy up with him. The jacket was quickly discarded but Micro-Ice hesitated when he wanted to lift his shirt, so Sinedd used his powers of whispering commands that seemed to usually get the desired result when it comes to Micro-Ice.
As soon as the older boy's fingers gently touched his chest, Micro-Ice felt like he was on fire. Everything Sinedd did, Micro-Ice's skin imprinted on. He grabbed the boy by the back of his hair and pulled him back down on top of him. The weight of him pushing down on him was a very welcomed sensation. Their naked chests touching left Micro-Ice's head spinning. Sinedd did everything he had done to him a few days ago and Micro-Ice didn't want it to end. Soft kisses and a few bites made him moan in pleasure and it didn't take long or the other boy's name rolled off his lips in a sign of pleasure, stimulating the other to please him more to hear him say his name again.
"Room check," Clamp's voice interrupted the pair's evening activities and they both froze and looked panicked at one another. Micro-Ice tensed up completely beneath Sinedd, who in turn needed to clear his voice before he answered the man standing outside his door: "Goodnight, Clamp."
"Goodnight Sinedd," the man said, and before he pulled back or Micro-Ice could escape, he kissed him quickly one more time. Who knew when the next time would be, but it did seem like their meetings were becoming more frequent which Sinedd was grateful for.