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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Tennis_no_Oujisama_|_Prince_of_Tennis
  Relationship:
      Mukahi_Gakuto/Oshitari_Yuushi
  Character:
      Mukahi_Gakuto, Oshitari_Yuushi
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-07-17 Words: 1425
****** Fulfilled ******
by mmmdraco
Summary
     I just think about you. Where that leads is a complication of your
     existence.
Notes
     Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, I mean no harm, I have no
     money... Stuff like that. Yeah.
     Co-written with rikunghts.
Gakuto's bottom lip trembled and his breath came out in half-moaned pants as
Oshitari kissed and nipped and licked a meandering line from his navel to the
tip of his chin. When Oshitari's lips reached his own, his entire body let
loose with little convulsions, the kind of thing that made him grasp the other
boy's shoulders and make quick work of wrapping a single leg around him. "Oh!"
he moaned as Oshitari plied him with more kisses, placing them soft and gentle
across his eyelids and firm and wanting across his brow, making them hard and
desperate against his lips and flutter fast to the tip of his nose.
Oshitari's hands found Gakuto's hips, holding on to them, fingers caressing his
visible hipbones. Beneath him, Gakuto moaned a little more, back twisting,
forcing his hips closer. He loved the way his partner's hands felt on his body.
Loved the way they felt when holding him, no matter how or where they were. And
Oshitari loved the feel of his slender hips, hips that gave him a much more
effeminate look than the others on the team. With a slight growl, he gave him
an open-mouthed, wet kiss, his tongue pressing and sliding against Gakuto's.
His own hands coming up to tangle in Oshitari's hair, Gakuto whispered his
name, only to have Oshitari swallow it whole as he kissed Gakuto with fervor.
Oshitari let his hands drift to Gakuto's thighs, parting them deftly and
lifting the other boy's legs up to his shoulders. Blushing hotly, Gakuto let go
of Oshitari's hair to grasp his own legs, holding them up for Oshitari to do as
he would. He murmurred unintelligible phrases of want and need as Oshitari's
warm fingers circle his entrance, pressing in gently to gain a measure of
access. He threw his head back against the pillow and saw the headboard briefly
between flashes of his fluttering eyelashes. Oshitari pressed into him more
insistently.
Feeling his body on fire, Gakuto's hands dropped to his side, fingers twisting
into the fine sheets of Oshitari's bed. He whispered his name, drawing out the
vowels, just the way Yuushi liked it. And he did. Oshitari loved hearing his
name, and only his name from the red head's lips. It was like he could control
his every move. Fingers twisting deeper, he leaned down to kiss his exposed
throat, flicking his tongue against the quick rise and fall of flesh.
Every breath catching in the back of his throat, Gakuto turned his head to the
side and spread his legs further, moaning softly. "L-lube, Yuushi. No~w."
Oshitari kissed Gakuto again, softly, and pulled away to grab a small tube off
of the bedside table. He flipped the cap and pulled his finger from Gakuto. He
squeezed a dollop of lubricant right onto Gakuto's soft pink hole and his
fingers were again drawn toward it; two sliding in side by side, drawing a
shaky gasp from Gakuto. Oshitari kissed his thigh and began suckling the skin
there, down where his shorts would just cover, just where he knew Gakuto liked
it.
When Oshitari whispered up at him, "Gakuto, you look heavenly," Gakuto lost his
composure. His hands went to grab at Oshitari's hair, pulling him up on top of
himself. "Oh god, Yuushi. Put it in. I'm ready. Now. Now!"
"A little needy, tonight, aren't you?" Oshitari smirked, tilting his head to
the side in amusement. "I think maybe I should make you wait a little longer,
na, Gakuto?"
"So help me, Yuushi, if you don't fucking do it right now," Gakuto snapped, his
voice losing itself instantly as fingers slid too quickly from his body,
replaced by something much thicker. "Yuuuushiii�" Gakuto moaned, once again
drawing out the vowels with a slight whine at the end.
Oshitari trailed his fingers through Gakuto's hair, gazing upon him with a
gentle smile while his hips rocked against Gakuto. "You look so lovely with
your face flushed like that," he said between thrusts.
Gakuto pushed his bangs away from his forehead and arched his back. Ah...
*there*. Every thrust was hitting his prostate now, sending jolting waves of
pleasure through him.
Once again, Oshitari was surprised by just how flexible his partner was. But he
slid his hands beneath the boy, supporting that gorgeously arched spine with
splayed hands that couldn't help but clutch at the boy as Oshitari bit gently
at his nipple and sought to press himself further into the other boy. Gakuto
began to mantra of moans, releasing a tiny, high-pitched noise that echoed on
his breath with each thrust that Oshitari gave him, infusing him with that
electricity. He wasn't sure how much longer he could last.
"You're being too noisy, Gakuto," Oshitari admonished, nipping at one of his
nipples. It dragged another squeak from the smaller boy, who opened his mouth
to speak.
"Shut� up�" Gakuto hissed between thrusts. He liked being loud. He loved the
feeling of complete abandon, being able to fully enjoy the sex as much as he
wanted. Twisting his legs into what would have been an awkward position for
most, he felt comfortable, dragging Yuushi back against him every time he moved
too far away.
Gakuto pulled himself up to press his chest against Oshitari's and gasped. "Oh,
I'm about to..." His back arched again as his pelvis ground against Oshitari's
and his balls drew up slightly. He muffled his shouts against Oshitari's
shoulder as he came, biting down slightly and clenching his hands around the
other boy's shoulders. His come painted Oshitari's stomach and then his own as
Oshitari pulled him close again, kissing him until he almost couldn't remember
who he was anymore. He was just... loved.
Oshitari was close behind Gakuto, hands grasping his hips roughly as he pushed
into him one last time before letting out a much softer sound. He wasn't nearly
as vocal as his flexible lover, but he still allowed himself to just let go
sometimes.
Collapsing onto the small body beneath him after he'd pulled out, Oshitari
somehow managed to drag up the covers, leaving them at his waist. Raised up on
his elbows, he dropped his head to press kisses and little love bites to
Gakuto's shoulder.
Gakuto groaned and lifted his arm up to drape it across Oshitari's shoulders.
"We're going to need such a long shower in the morning."
Oshitari laughed. "Well, we are a pair of dirty, dirty boys."
Gakuto grinned and kissed the tip of Oshitari's nose. "I just meant that it
would be *my* turn." He laughed and lay his head back down. "You always make me
feel incredible."
"The feeling's mutual," Oshitari said. He closed his eyes and felt Gakuto
wiggle next to him, trying to find a more comfortable position.
Once Gakuto finally settled into a comfortable position, Oshitari moved next to
him, folding his body around him, a bit possessively. "Yuushi, you're
smothering me again, get the fuck off."
"Certainly, with some assistance," Oshitari purred in Gakuto's ear, his voice
low. He felt a shiver ripple through Gakuto's body and was certain of some
activity a little lower, just barely out of his reach.
"Ch', is that all you think about?" Gakuto's fingers found Oshitari's and
twisted into them.
Oshitari pulled Gakuto's hand up to his mouth and kissed it, then held it
against his chest. "I just think about you. Where that leads is a complication
of your existence."
Gakuto's expression was a mix of confusion and amusement. "Yuushi... you're a
dumbass sometimes. But... I love... that about you."
Oshitari looked at him seriously, caressing the other boy's fingers. "I love
you, too."
Gakuto blushed and cleared his throat. "You're not going to leave me someday,
are you?"
"Saa~ well that depends on how well you can keep me satisfied. There are lots
of girls out there throwing themselves at me daily. And a few guys," Oshitari
teased. He received a stern glare.
"Fuck you."
"I said-"
"Cut it, Yuushi. I'm serious," Gakuto whined, squirming a bit to look at him
better. "I don't need you fucking with me and then tossing me away like you did
with everyone else. I'm not like them," He started, ready to get into his 'I'm
better than anyone you'll ever get, so you better worship me,' speech.
Oshitari hugged him close suddenly. "I'll be with you until you're tired of
me."
Gakuto heard the plaintive tone to Oshitari's voice and smiled softly. "Okay.
That works."
They settled into one another's arms and found comfort there.
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