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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      ダイヤのA_|_Daiya_no_A_|_Ace_of_Diamond
  Relationship:
      Todoroki_Raizou/Sanada_Shunpei
  Character:
      Todoroki_Raizou, Sanada_Shunpei, mention_of_Raichi_at_the_end
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-09-17 Words: 2601
****** Dugout Advances ******
by Acinne
Summary
     There's a reason why Raizou is a single father.
Notes
     I wrote this instead of taking a nap. I should've honestly taken it
     instead.
Frequent private meetings made by the coach for the important and mature
players wasn’t something that was unfamiliar,even for Yakushi High - lead by
the troublesome coach Todoroki Raizou, who, at first glance didn’t have much
interest in anything other than money. Ever since the team earned a reputation
for itself after doing exceptionally well after Raizou arrived, it was obvious
that he had to do more than just yell at the team, make them run laps and
endlessly bat so that they could become closer to Raichi’s level. Some of the
players had become inspired and had started doing better after their impressive
wins, while others had completely given up.
Sanada Shunpei – the team’s ace who had almost as much of an impact on
Yakushi’s players outside of the field as Raichi in the batter's box, had
always been one of the coach’s interests which was somewhat kept as a secret.
Everyone knew that Raizou highly depended on Shunpei to lead the whole team,
along with Raichi and the other first years, though they didn’t know that the
pitcher’s talent, motivation and personality were the origins of his strong
obsession with him which he had started losing control of.
“You called for me, coach.”
Shunpei stated in a matter-of-fact way, shifting his weight on his feet in both
tiredness and uneasiness. Practice had ended almost half an hour ago, and the
first years had just finished cleaning up the field, eager to go home and
finally get some rest. It was unusual for Raizou to ever ask for the pitcher
right after practice, since, as far as the players were aware, the man was the
most eager out them all to leave the school grounds for the day. Most of them
shrugged it off and waved goodbye to Shunpei, who forced a friendly smile and
made his way towards the almost empty dugout where the coach was waiting for
him. He wasn’t sure whether he had done something wrong during practice and
definitely didn’t want to get scolded at the end of the day, but he grit his
teeth and stood straight in front of the man who was sitting with his arms
crossed, staring right at him.
“Sit down.”  Raizou stated, the firmness in his tone almost making Shunpei
 stiffen up as he mentally prepared himself to be lectured. “Not there.”
Shunpei looked up at him confused, halfway through squatting and stood up
again, taking it as a sign to sit next to the coach instead of behind him. He
hunched himself forwards and placed his elbows on his thighs, fumbling with his
fingers just so he could have something to do with his hands and looked away,
politely waiting for Raizou to continue speaking. The sooner he got done with
it, the sooner he would go home, which was what motivated Shunpei to not give
an exasperated sigh from the whole situation. It being Friday only made matters
worse.
“Not only has your pitching gotten better, but you’ve become a quite the
distraction on the field.” Raizou suddenly laughed, slamming his hand on
Shunpei’s back and making him flinch from the sudden contact, even if he always
did that whenever he was proud. The pitcher was completely confused at the out
of place random praise and he couldn’t help but look at the man next to him
with raised brows. It was a bizarre situation and Shunpei kept becoming more
and more uncomfortable, mainly because of the coach’s heavy hand which was
still resting on his back. He usually removed it.
“Especially whenever you turn around.” Raizou confidently spoke, starting to
slowly move his hand across the boy’s back. “I should make you stretch in front
of the other teams’ dugouts so that you can make them lose their focus.”
The hand kept moving lower and lower, almost reaching his waist. There were
alarms going off in Shunpei’s ears and he suddenly stood up, taking the coach
by surprise. “—I think I should get going.” He weakly spoke, looking away yet
again, trying to not show how wronghe felt. Just as he took a step away,
stomach in knots and expression in a grimace, Raizou roughly grabbed his wrist,
forcefully pulling him until he stumbled backwards and fell, his head hitting
the edge of the bench.
Before Shunpei had a chance to shake off the dizziness, the man had instantly
crawled over him, his knees on the pitcher’s sides while his hands were
gripping his shoulders, pushing him even further into the bench until he could
feel its edges start to cut into him. “I don’t remember giving you permission
to leave.” Raizou leaned in closer until his lips were less than a centimeter
away from the pitcher’s ear and whispered against it, before giving a long and
hard lick across its shell.
Shunpei’s eyes got instantly shut as he tried to struggle against the other’s
hold to no avail, the lick making a cold shiver run through his whole body and
he would’ve protested had he not previously grit his teeth. He started kicking
with his legs while trying to wiggle out of Raizou’s grasp, which only seemed
to make him even more riled up, Shunpei couldn’t help but realize after feeling
the coach’s erection against his crotch, making his breath hitch and heart drop
from the panic that was flooding through his veins.
The whole thing served to motivate Raizou even further, and soon enough he had
started slowly grinding against the teenager while giving hard bites and long
licks on the soft skin of his neck, not caring that Shunpei would have to cover
himself up for school and during practice to avoid people’s questions. He was
about to take his sweet time with him after waiting for so long, after all.
Shunpei’s mind was full of desperation which fought for dominance with panic,
but much to his agony, he realized that he wouldn’t be able to escape Raizou
with force. The next best thing was verbally making him let go. With all of his
pride gone, Shunpei opened his mouth to speak, still not daring to open his
eyes.
“—Please—“ He flinched at a sudden hard bite, trying to pull his legs towards
himself and doing his best to ignore the edges of the bench. “Don’t—Please
don’t.” His voice was weak as he kept begging on and on, hands tugging at the
man’s shirt but the other completely ignored him until he seemed to have gotten
fed up with his constant ‘whining’ as he called it, and gave a hard slap to
Shunpei, whose head turned to the side.
The slap made his cheek sting but it was nothing compared to what he was
feeling at that moment. The pitcher wanted to throw up, to disappear—to just
die so that he could stop the negative emotions flooding inside him. The shame
of what was happening was almost too much to handle. “Stop—“ Nonetheless, he
tried again, making Raizou roughly grab his chin and smash his lips against his
own to keep him quiet.
The man’s lips were rough and chapped, and his unkept beard felt uncomfortable
against Shunpei’s skin. The boy whined into the kiss, slowly opening his eyes
as if to make sure that it wasn’t just a horrible nightmare. Raizou was there,
on top of him, his tongue forcefully entering his mouth until he tried to bite
it, making the man back off with a groan. Shunpei had little to no time to
celebrate his small victory because the coach grabbed his throat with one of
his hands, while his other pushed him against the bench, eyes narrowed down in
annoyance, as if he was watching a boring game right before putting Shunpei in
it to make it more interesting. The comparison made the pitcher feel even worse
and he closed his eyes, stiffing up and waiting to get hit again.
“Look at me.”
Raizou finally spoke, the calmness in his voice making Shunpei’s blood run cold
and he tried to shake his head before feeling the grip around his neck start to
tighten up, making breathing much harder. He finally obeyed him, trying to
focus onto his face even though his vision was blurry from the tears prickling
at the corner of his eyes. His hands got wrapped around the other’s wrists in a
weak attempt to pry him off yet again.
“Good boy.” Raizou complimented him, despite his grip becoming tighter and
tighter as Shunpei felt his vision start to blur from both the tears and lack
of air in his lungs. The panic was the only thing that kept him away from
passing out even if it was exactly what he wanted to do. Just as he almost
blacked out, the hand around his throat loosened its fingers and he
instinctively took a deep breath, instantly starting to cough, the tears
already falling across his cheeks as he sobbed while taking quick breaths, eyes
wide in the terror he was feeling the moment he saw that he wouldn’t be able to
escape. Despair finally took over him and he stopped struggling, making the man
gave out a content sigh of relief.
The hand that was holding his throat started unbuttoning his uniform but
Shunpei didn’t protest—instead he just stood there, unmoving, afraid the other
might try to hurt him again if he tried to move while staring into the distance
with seemingly blank and distant eyes, which made him earn another slap.
Flinching from the force, his eyes focused on Raizou’s face who seemed offended
at the lack of attention.
“You’re gonna look at me while I fuck your brains out.”
Shunpei was barely able to understand the command that was given to him, his
mouth open agape in both surprise and denial as he tried to look away after it
instantly got blocked out by his mind. The action made Raizou chuckle, as if
knowing that it was exactly what he’d do in the first place. The boy was the
team’s ace, after all, and he wouldn’t give up no matter how hopeless the
situation. His rough and calloused hand grabbed Shunpei’s chin and moved his
face so that there was eye contact between them, before shoving his middle and
ring fingers into his mouth, still holding his face with the rest of his
fingers.
The pitcher tried to back away even if there wasn’t anywhere he could go,
trapped between the bench and Raizou’s heavy body. The fingers kept moving in
and out of his mouth, making his spit drool against the corners of his mouth
and down to his chin as the man’s free hand finally finished unbuttoning his
top, placing it across the smooth and tight skin on his stomach and slowly
dragging it up to his chest and then down to the waistband of his pants,
earning a whine of disapproval from the boy underneath him.
His index finger teasingly tugged at his pants before his whole hand moved
beneath it, running it across to boy’s crotch. Shunpei gasped and stiffened up
again, closing his eyes and still continuing to struggle against him even as
the fingers got shoved deep into his throat, almost making him throw up there
and then. When Raizou realized his attempts were futile, he suddenly pulled his
fingers out of his mouth as the hand under his pants started clumsily trying to
remove them before his newly free hand got to them as well and they fully got
removed, the cold ground making contact with Shunpei’s skin making him let out
an uncontrollable hiss. The man did all of the work of putting the other’s legs
on his shoulders, easily overpowering him and placing his middle finger against
his entrance, instantly pushing it in.
Shunpei gasped and closed his eyes, gritting his teeth while holding onto the
weak hope that he just had to get it over with and leave him alone. The foreign
feeling was completely uncomfortable and he started feeling even more ill,
especially after Raizou shoved another one in, mercilessly scissoring them
inside. It was obvious that he didn’t care about properly preparing the boy, he
only did it because he got off on it.
“What did I tell you less than a minute ago?”
Raizou spoke with a groan, his erection painfully pressing against his pants as
he kept moving his fingers in and out. Shunpei opened his eyes through the
agony and used all of his remaining willpower left to just stare at the man who
was violating him, his stare making the boy shiver from fear because of what
was happening.
“It hurts—“ The pitcher spoke through tear-filled eyes, despite not having
enough strength to sob and cry anymore. He was tired.
He just wanted for it finally end.
“Wait until I put it inside.”
Raizou proudly grinned, finally taking out his fingers but Shunpei froze at the
words and barely realized that he had a moment of freedom as the man unbuttoned
his own pants so that he could take his length out. His eyes came into focus
again and his body moved on its own, barely managing to swing his legs over the
coach’s head as he started crawling away as if his life depended on it.
The moment he felt an arm around his waist pulling him back, he cursed beneath
his breath and started hitting, finally getting the voice to scream. Raizou
instantaneously gripped his hair and pulled his head backwards with one hand as
his other covered his mouth. He lifted the boy’s waist up with the hand on his
hair so that he was kneeling in front of him and grabbed his erection, pushing
it inside on one go.
Shunpei screamed against his hand, feeling as if his whole body was getting
split open. The pain was too much to bear and he started feeling dizzy again,
his mind wanting to shut down. Each thrust was rough and agonizing and he felt
as if it went on forever. There was no way he could accept the pain, but he
knew that it would hurt even more if he tried to move, even if the other was
moving him plenty. Before he knew it, the man’s thrusts had become more and
more uneven, his grunts voicing the team’s small dugout as he kept going on and
on until he finally pushed inside with as much force as he could muster, coming
into the boy. Raizou’s back slouched and he stood like that for over a minute
from the orgasm’s aftermath before slowly pulling out with yet another pleased
sigh, giving Shunpei’s back one of his often proud slaps on the back as he
released his mouth.
The boy was a sobbing mess of tears, spit and snot as he kept trying to crawl
away despite the evident pain pulsing throughout his whole body, but he
suddenly stopped and started roughly coughing. Not long after, he threw up
while Raizou, who had stood up, completely ignored him, pulling his own pants
up and taking a step away from the bullpen.
“If you tell anyone about this—I’ll do the same to Raichi. I bet you wouldn’t
want your precious underclassman to suffer, right? Clean this mess up and come
to practice an hour earlier on Monday.”
Shunpei stared at the remains of his food in disbelief and shivered at the
man's words but gave a tired nod nonetheless, knowing that he wasn’t kidding
and that there was no way for him to escape.
Not anymore.
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