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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      ダイヤのA_|_Daiya_no_A_|_Ace_of_Diamond
  Relationship:
      Kuramochi_Youichi/Miyuki_Kazuya
  Character:
      Kuramochi_Youichi, Miyuki_Kazuya, Yuuki_Tetsuya
  Additional Tags:
      Tetsu_is_mentioned, Handcuffs, amature_bondage, im_so_sorry, this_is_for
      dana_ok
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-11-03 Words: 1859
****** Clink! Goes the handcuffs. ******
by CaffeineNCupcakes
Summary
     Things do not go Kuramochi's way.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
The moment Kuramochi laid eyes on those shiny real metal police issued
handcuffs his dad had kept in the garage from when he was a police officer, he
was full of ideas. Like Miyuki under his control. It all sounded fun so he put
them in his bag after dusting them off.
Miyuki should be afraid.
---
Kuramochi felt the handcuffs being tightened around his wrists as his hands
were secured above the bed. He should be the one dominating this situation. How
did this even happen? Somehow he just… ended up below him.
Miyuki however wasn't a complete douche so he turned to him. "Are you alright
with this?" He muttered as he shed his shirt.
Kuramochi nodded and gulped, his body starting to heat up. "Yes." He said.
Okay, so Miyuki was a little toxic and the way he felt when he was around him
was very submissive, but he didn’t expect to have Miyuki in nothing but a pair
of boxers and one sock grinding on his quickly growing erection.
Kuramochi made a sound of defeat as he fought the restraints with every living
fiber in his body. His body was telling him otherwise. He raised his hips to
meet the relentless grinding on his track pants. Miyuki the bastard was doing
this with a smirk on his face. The shortstop couldn't hold in his noises so he
bit his bottom lip, trying to bite back moans and gasps. He however failed
miserably as his resolve for whatever dirty things Miyuki was doing emptied and
he felt weakened by just his perfect ass working on him. The next thing he felt
was his nipples being licked. Just the sensation sent his senses to the sky
Miyuki bit, licked, and sucked on the pink nub until it stood to attention,
erected and hard. Meanwhile, underneath him, Kuramochi whined, squirming which
sent the feel of fabric rubbing against fabric friction right to his cock.
Suddenly the weight was gone and he opened his eyes only for his sight to be
completely blocked. The bastard had put a blindfold on him.
Now that his sight and movement was restricted, he didn't know what else could
make this worse for him. Well, the feeling of those top teeth scraping across
his collarbones and a hand groping his erection with the addition of a hot
minty breath on his neck for every scrape, his senses were on fire. His nerves
felt like an electric current was constantly running through him. Mochi jerked
in the restraints and let out a loud mewl.
Miyuki simply smirked his trademark smirk and trailed a finger down the stomach
of the shortstop. The squirm he got was worth this all.
"Bet you really wanna touch yourself, touch me, don't you?" The catcher teased
as he tried out the dirty talk he'd been mentally preparing. He wanted to do
dirty things to the shortstop in his current situation. The handcuffs were
being strained and made a jingling sound. However they wouldn't break. They
were police grade and issued for restraining even the strongest criminals. Not
that Mochi was a criminal or really strong except for his legs and back.
Miyuki trailed a teasingly hot breath down the shortstop's stomach, flicking
his tongue out to his nipples and licking, suckling and biting the small nub
until it was standing. Mochi whined and again tried moving his hands.
Damn Miyuki kazuya, damn his teasing ideas, damn him damn him damn him! For the
love of god. Kuramochi sucked in a breath and with his sight reduced to none,
he couldn't tell what Miyuki's next movement was going to be. He felt the
weight lifted off of him and sighed a breath. Too early.
He tugged at the handcuffs but no give. It apparently seemed fun to the catcher
to tease him. Not that he really gave a crap, he was going to cum anyway.
He went to reach out for the catcher but his hands were secured as were his
eyes from the blindfold. He eased in the blind pleasure he was receiving. The
only sounds in the room were Kuramochi's breathing and slight moans, the
licking and sucking noises of the megane and the jingling of the handcuffs as
Mochi strained against them.
Kuramochi arched his back, the lines of ecstasy being drawn and broken, it was
as if his veins were being lit on fire then ripped apart. The restraints were
not helping, as the loss of his sight and hands were only adding to the high he
was experiencing. Miyuki was poisonous.
Finally, just finally he felt his heavily neglected cock twitching and getting
the attention it wanted. Miyuki slid his tongue over the slit only just barely
touching the heated hardened skin as he teased the now whining and moaning
teen.
Handcuffs jingled as Kuramochi strained against them, jerking his hips against
the sweet sweet friction of just a hand placed at the side of his cock
casually. It was sad how needy he was right now. He thought he heard Miyuki so
he turned his head towards the noise and spoke quietly.
“W-What was that, Bakazuya?” He could hear himself breathing heavily, panting
even. What the hell. When did he get so worked up over-- He stopped his
thoughts when he heard a bottle being snapped open, and then felt his legs
being spread a little more than they should be. It wasn’t uncomfortable but it
did burn a little.
“The hell was that?” Kuramochi asked. “It sounded a lot like lube.” The catcher
was silent. Was this his outstanding plan? He heard a throat being cleared.
Mochi jerked his hands in the handcuffs, squirming as he felt his ass being
grabbed a little roughly by the calloused hands that dug deep into it,
spreading his ass cheeks and Miyuki just buried his face into his ass.
Kuramochi was about to scream when he felt the same tongue that had just been
teasing his cock no more than 2 minutes earlier licking into the entrance of
his ass. His body was twitching all over the place, with his hands still kept
in place at the head of the bed.
All he could register is that his mullet was over the blindfold, sticking to
his face and his entire body was sticky. Also that Miyuki Kazuya’s tongue was
in his ass.
Suddenly the almost comforting and weird feel of the tongue left him and he
pouted from the loss, his body still twitching, and his thighs spread so wide
they were shaking. He felt goosebumps rise their way up his legs and arms as he
felt the cold lubricated finger against his entrance. Youichi nearly squealed
and could feel his chest start to heave a little.
Once the finger went inside of him, he felt not very comfortable, but not bad
enough to want it out, even though he seemed to want to reject it. A slow burn.
His cock was still twitching and starting to ache. He felt the blush start to
spread across his cheeks. God, he was blushing from being fingered.
Kuramochi tensed a little at the second and third finger, but it got easier as
Miyuki went on.
“F-Fuck… Kazuya.. why don’t you just….. fuck me?” Miyuki was silent for so long
Youichi thought he’d walked out until he felt a hand over his mouth.
“I don’t want you to wake the others.” It was said in such a soft tone,
Kuramochi thought someone else had walked in and taken the place of the
sadistic grinding catcher. Wait, was Miyuki….afraid of hurting him? Or was it
that he didn’t want to let the others know of this…
“mmonnth … Mmmiuunnnie.” He mumbled before Miyuki spoke again. A tone that had
more sharpness to it this time. “I won’t be able to stop if I start.” Another
pause. “I don’t want to hurt you, and I don’t need Yuki walking in on me
screwing you.” The pauses in his speaking were starting to get ridiculous. “So…
if I do this… I need your okay, and a sure okay.” The hand was removed from the
shortstop’s mouth, as was the blindfold.
Kuramochi tried readjusting to the light in the room, blinking a few times
before the light was less harsh. He saw a glassesless sweaty, Miyuki with a
dick hard as a rock. The sight was beyond arousing and Kuramochi let out a soft
moan at the meer site before giving a curt nod with a sure and loudly expressed
“Yes. I am okay with all of this. Just fuck the shit out of me.”
Miyuki complied as he put probably way too much lube on his cock and lined
himself up.
“Ready?” He murmered. He was trying to keep himself quiet for the umpteenth
time as he slipped inside, his mouth forming an ‘o’ from the sheer hot and
tight environment he just thrusted into. He just had his tip inside to let
Mochi get used to the feeling but this was becoming hard and not just his cock.
Soon he thrusted forward a little more, little more and finally, he was all the
way in. Kuramochi was panting at this rate, his facial expression just plain ./
dirty/ and fucking /hot/.
The megane catcher thrusted once as a test run. He seemingly liked whatever
he'd just thrusted into and grinned, his body adjusting pretty quickly as he
thrusted again, this time hitting the male's prostate.
As he watched Kuramochi's eyes widen, his mouth opening wide and his body
physically shaking in pleasure. He jerked against the ever so apparent
handcuffs and started thrusting into whatever pleasure he was being given
blindly, screaming whatever profanities came to mind. When Youichi arched his
back, rough fingers pinched his nipples, making him scream again, gasping for
air and his legs finally giving out as he crashed to the bed, taking Miyuki
with him and making him be buried deeper than before, pressing against his
prostate.
Youichi squirmed, breathing and wheezing out monosyllables of words. Words he
didn't even know what they were. Finally Mochi's cock leaked that white fluid
that made Miyuki's mouth water, he watched as the white thick gloop splashed on
his stomach, turning the entire thing white. Great.
The over sensitivity as the megane still crashed into his ass was beginning to
get to him. Each thrust sent shocks throughout his body and Kuramochi found
himself crying out with tears running down his face for more and finally the
feeling of being filled ended with a gooey gross feeling inside of him and a
disgusting squelching noise as the catcher pulled out, having cummed inside.
 
---
Kuramochi somewhere along the way of his second time coming passed out and
didn't know how much time had passed when he awoke wrapped in a blanket and his
boyfriend pressing kisses to his cheeks, his nose and his lips as he smiled at
his awakening.
"Good morning sleepyhead! You were so tired last night you passed out and then
fell asleep after telling me you loved me."
Kuramochi wanted to smack him since the handcuffs were off.
End Notes
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