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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:
      Kominato_Ryousuke/Kuramochi_Youichi
  Character:
      Kominato_Ryousuke, Kuramochi_Youichi, Sawamura_Eijun
  Additional Tags:
      Eijun_is_just_mentioned, Rimming, Ball_Licking, ass_eating, Top!Ryousuke,
      Anal_Fingering, Anal_Sex
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-09-10 Words: 2140
****** Now is the Time ******
by CaffeineNCupcakes
Summary
     Kuramochi and Kominato get up to some friskiness in their room
Notes
     Present for some friends I've made in the diamond no ace fandom.
     Thank you guys for being there!!!
See the end of the work for more notes
Kuramochi nearly dropped the milk he was drinking when he heard what the
shorter male, despite his normally passive aggressive attitude had said. Sure
he was never clear on what he meant but mostly, he tried to be.
"Kyahahah!! What was that? I thought I heard you--" immediately the elder pink
haired boy karate chopped the second year on the head. Youichi had no choice
but to hold his head in pain as he doubled over, the inconsistent throbbing
pain alternating between a head banging ache to a small sting for several
minutes. It was then, after the pain dissipated that he was able to speak to
the highly feared senpai.
"What do you want then?" He readjusted his position to the previous one he'd
been in. Leaning against his bunk bed resting his arms on his chest, his head
down trying to will away the blush slowly creeping up his cheeks and chest.
Suddenly, Youichi felt smaller hands gripping his chest and almost had a panic
attack. He looked down to see a familiar pink haired fielder with his hands on
his chest smiling that terrifying smile of his.
"I said I want to get on top of you. If that’s okay.” He said with a sly smile.
(This guy really has no shame!!) Mochi tried to keep his last sip down, tried
to will his body to calm down. He felt suddenly hot under Ryousuke’s gaze. When
he turned to meet it, those eyes were open, mentally undressing him. He
panicked and made a mental note to put on X-ray vision proof clothes next time.
“You want to what?” He asked, or was meant to ask before he was pushed on the
mattress, Ryousuke straddling his hips. Despite his size his legs had a weight
to them and he started praying for the well-being of his cock currently being
squished under the third year’s ass seated heavily on it. Kuramochi would have
bet his life on the fact that he was most likely getting laid tonight.
He let out a low groan, his body pulsating towards the heavy heat on his groin.
Had anyone told him that grinding purposely down on his growing erection would
result in a very frustrated Kuramochi? Apparently not. Kuramochi turned his
head and buried it in the pillow. This was much too much too early. Before when
they’d done it, Ryousuke had normally teased him until he shook with desire and
finally let him fuck him good and hard. Now, this was being slightly rushed but
as he felt cool hands slip up his shirt and nails sharp like claws run their
way down his abs sending a shiver through his body he figured this wasn’t that
bad.
The way the elder Kominato brother’s lips curved into a smirk, the darkness of
the shadow on his face as he looked over Youichi’s clothed body. Even through
his closed eyes he could tell he was seeing something. His gaze made him squirm
in his bed when he realized they were on Sawamura's bed. Probably not a good
thing to come back to. Your roommate being fucked on your bed.
Kuramochi placed a finger to Ryousuke's lips, shushing him as he sat up.
"Let's not do this on Sawamura’s bed alright?” Kuramochi mumbled as he got up
from under the elder and started climbing the ladder to his bed and laid down
again. He groaned as he watched Ryousuke straddle him once more. Just great,
how was he supposed to-- Oh, he’s taking his shirt off. He tried not to stare
and drool at those muscles as just about every single one rippled with the slow
pace Ryousuke took his shirt off with.
Ryousuke turned to him and leaned down, placing his hands on his chest as he
leaned down to press their lips together. The kiss was all lips tongue and
teeth with the pink haired boy leading Kuramochi on with a hand cupping his
cheek, gripping it towards his mouth as he simultaneously ground his ass right
on Kuramochi’s hard-on, his ass teasing him and also flicking his tongue out at
his lower lip as he sucked it into his mouth. The brunette let out a sharp moan
straight into the pink haired boy’s mouth. His entire body felt hot, much too
hot.
Everything was hot. His head was spinning and his vision was starting to go
blurry as Ryousuke sat up straight again (Since he was so short, the distance
between the bed and the ceiling that Kuramochi hit his head on every morning
was just enough for the shorter Kominato to not hit his head)
“Ryo-san, please… stop teasing me." He begged him and ran his nails down his
chest, watching as pink scratch marks were shown on his pale skin. He really
needed him to realize what he needed. Release.
Ryousuke did the opposite and flicked his tongue out at Kuramochi’s neck and
other sensitive spots. Youichi caught a glimpse of Ryousuke’s collarbones and
despretely wanted his mouth around them, Ryousuke trembling under him, his body
shivering for release that Mochi would not give. This all rolled through his
head until he remembered that he was the one pinned to the bed. He growled in
protest, trying to focus on anything but his cock that was starting to feel the
pressure.
"Just fucking fuck me!" Kuramochi all but growled, his voice starting to sound
like rough rocks. Ryousuke snapped. Hands went to his shirt, pulling it off so
quick he wondered if it ripped. If he was honest, this felt like the highlight
of his life. Everytime with Ryousuke felt that way. Like it was an adventure.
He heard the jingling of a belt buckle and held his breath. Here it comes. He
felt the weight give way to his belt being undone and pants opened as they were
slid down his legs by the nimble and fast moving fingers of his boyfriend.
Suddenly, Youichi was in nothing but underwear and the elder Kominato brother
was in nothing but boxers at the speed of lightning. He stopped straddling him
and instead, attached his teeth to the hem of Kuramochi’s underwear.
To say that Kuramochi was aroused at that would be an understatement. He
watched as pink hair fell over his eyes, his mind going completely blank as his
boxers were pulled down using only his teeth. Once at his ankles he watched as
they were removed using his hands. Kuramochi Youichi was now at the complete
mercy of Kominato Ryousuke. He felt so submissive, but at the same time, it
aroused him more, watching the boy’s eyes gaze over his features. He could feel
Ryousuke mentally planning what he was going to do next, his usual silence only
a reminder of what was to come.
Kuramochi almost swallowed his tongue when he felt his nipple being surrounded
by a hot wettness that could only be Ryousuke’s mouth. That felt amazing and it
took all his strength to not to scream out loud. He could feel his member
hardening instantaneously more, the amount of flames he could feel from his
body were to say the least; burning.
Ryousuke kept his hands at the sides of Kuramochi’s tummy, lapping at his
nipple with strokes of his tongue and even sucking at it a bit as he savoured
every reaction. Every moan, every curse, every squeal. All for him. With a pop,
he disconnected his mouth and ghosted his lips over the taut muscles of Mochi’s
abdomen.
“Please….Ryousuke...st-stop...teasing for the love of god…” Kuramochi murmured,
the pleasure beginning to take it’s toll on him. He was starting to feel tired
and his erection was sore, but knowingly his boyfriend was a sadistic fuck.
He nearly yelped in surprise when he felt a hand around his length. That was
sudden, his mind spinning in only ways he thought would be possible in his
imagination. He could not focus on anything and his vision started zooming in
and out of focus. The feeling was surreal. Did Ryousuke’s calluses get bigger
or was it him? the rough hard skin rubbing against his hardened, hot skin was
enough for him to emit a long mewl. Finally tears were running down his face.
As if that were a sign of his frustration, Ryo-San started making a groaning
noise. He took ahold of one of Mochi’s legs, spreading it out further as the
shortstop sat with his legs bent at the knee and spread as wide as they would
go. He covered his face with his hand as he suddenly felt the familiar tickle
of hair at his thighs and almost as soon as it started it stopped. The pink
haired boy had flicked his tongue out at his balls. Mochi shivered, his voice
faltering as he tried to ask what the HELL had just happened. W-Was that his
tongue??!
Kuramochi let out a long groan as the spot between his entrance and balls was
also flipped over by the tortuous organ. He was about to protest when he felt
his entrance being penetrated as well. Fuck. Fuck fuck. fuck! Not sure how long
he would last, Mochi tried to make some sorta signal to Ryousuke but obviously,
no signal.
“Ryo-Fu---ahh...y-you….aghh...ju-just..fuck!....sh-shit...agghhnggghh!!!” Was
all that dribbled from his mouth as that crazy nimble tongue poked and prodded
at his insides, torturing him all the more.
Suddenly though a hand wrapped around his length and he nearly squealed at the
contact. This was the first sign of contact his neglected length had gotten
this entire time. Ryousuke placed a teasing kiss to it as the boy below him
shuddered, biting his lip to hold back a screech. Perfect. This was exactly
what he wanted so he flicked his tongue out at it, savoring every moan from
Kuramochi’s lips that he’d let slip.
Finally, Ryousuke removed his boxers, climbing back inbetween Mochi’s legs. He
slapped some lube on his fingers sloppily and pressed into the warm inviting
entrance. Kuramochi was hot. He wasn’t as tight as last time since their last
time had been just a day prior. These were celebrations for winning. Mochi
moaned and tilted his head back as he was stretched very briefly. He was still
quite loose from the pounding yesterday that had left his back sort of sore. In
all honestly, Youichi didn’t mind bottoming, though he’d had his times when
he’d topped.
Ryousuke had just finished slapping some lube on his length as he lined himself
up to the entrance of the shortstop.
“Ready?” He asked in what he’d hoped was a seductive tone. It honestly wasn’t
that seductive and could have been better, but once he got the curt nod from
the trembling male he pushed against the pulsating hole and once entered, he
let out a yelp. It was sizzling hot. This was just what he needed. He gave a
wild thrust, letting him all the way inside before he checked on kuramochi.
The shortstop was trembling a bit as he tried to will away the stinging pain.
it always hurt at first, but it would feel okay in a few minutes. He was
certain of it. When his prostate was pressed against he jerked and reached up
to grasp at anything available to dig his nails into. That happened to be
Ryousuke’s back. He slipped a bit due to the sweat running down his muscles and
his fingers started feeling slippery and sticky. Was that blood? The sweat was
cold yet this was really warm. Oh god. Ryousuke was now bleeding.
Kuramochi could feel his legs tremble as he tried to keep his stance. The pink
haired boy however was ruthless; he was pounding into him at a now increased
rate that was making the most lewd noises he could imagine. This was most
likely very disgusting.
Suddenly, his stomach muscles tighten and there is a white pool of cum situated
in between their bodies. The shorter male’s lips curl to form a smirk as he
pounds into him a few more times, Kuramochi’s legs now gone limp and numb.
He feels a warmth inside of him approximately 7 seconds before he feels a
weight on top of him. He groans as the elder Kominato pulls out of him and
flops beside him, panting.
“Ey… Ryo-san, why don’t we try rough sex again, but not so soon.” Kuramochi
sleepily mumbles into a mat of sweaty, damp hair as he spoons him, ignoring the
stickiness in between them.
“Yes, that sounds nice dear.” Ryousuke replies as he turns to press a kiss to
Kuramochi’s lips. “I love you.” He said to his lips.
Too late however because Kuramochi was asleep before he heard it but Kominato
Ryousuke was sure that Kuramochi Youichi loved him.
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