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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:
      Miyuki_Kazuya/Sawamura_Eijun
  Character:
      Miyuki_Kazuya, Sawamura_Eijun
  Additional Tags:
      Oral_Sex, Anal_Sex, Anal_Fingering, birthday_fic, just_a_bit_of_fluff,
      okay_a_lot_of_fluff, Bottom_Miyuki
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-05-20 Words: 3248
****** Sunday Morning ******
by starrwinter
Summary
     Kazuya knew he was very fortunate on days such as these; steady
     breathing a comforting warmth against his broad chest, the soft
     tickle of hairs doing odd things to the rhythm of his heart.
 
Kazuya knew he was very fortunate on days such as these; steady breathing a
comforting warmth against his broad chest, the soft tickle of hairs doing odd
things to the rhythm of his heart.
Knowing he should start the movements of his day, but having to unweave his
fingers from silken strands, low rumbling becoming more apparent the longer his
circling strokes continued.
“Sleep well?” Eijun murmured softly against his skin.
He never had to worry about the morning chill nipping at his skin on Sundays.
Roommates absent (with bribes and arrangements long since held) to allow the
battery some alone time they always craved.
“You know my ability to settle for only a few hours, I had my needed sleep.”
But I also fully enjoyed having the time to watch you, your breaths lulling me
into my own slumber. Unspoken endearments that Kazuya felt didn't need to be
said, Eijun smiling in his own knowing way before placing a soft kiss on his
forehead and snuggling back under the covers.
“Hmm… I don't want to get up yet, just want to lay here all day.” Eijun’s whine
in his own familiar tone comforting as Kazuya’s lips softened to a slight
smile.
All he wanted to do was snuggle back against that warm body, but it just
happened to be someone’s ‘special’ day and sleeping in any longer was wasted
time Kazuya could not let slide. Cautiously, he slid into the circle of warm
arms waiting for him before inhaling deeply against Eijun’s familiar scent,
keeping still until the pace of his heart beat slowed and Kazuya could gently
coax the pitcher onto his back and a looser hold with his strong grip.
Kazuya carefully pulling the covers back over his head, eyes lovingly tracing
the muscled lines of Eijun’s freckled skin until he was settled against his
lower body, stilling for Eijun’s breathing to again even out before making his
next, careful move. An elbow to the face (from past experience) was a horrible
way to wake up in the morning.
But Kazuya knew the best of ways to awaken a sleepy Eijun who was reluctant to
leave the warmth of their shared bed in the morning, even if Kazuya would love
to give in to the same desires of a full days rest.
Placing a soft kiss just above Eijun’s navel, he felt the goosebumps drawing
upon exposed flesh as a shudder rumbled under Kazuya’s lips. The softest trail
of hair leading to Kazuya’s goal, nuzzling the side of Eijun’s cock before
kissing his way slowly to the tip.
Eijun was already half-hard, a normal predicament to the early-riser who loved
to either expel that energy through a vigorous run or a hard fuck early in the
morning. A pattern of Kazuya still groggy until his first cup of coffee was
consumed, or until he was drunk off the sounds of Eijun pumping into him,
moaning at his ear until both of them were sweaty, sedated, and rushing to get
dressed for morning classes.
Sunday was a far slower affair, no normal rush towards getting out of bed until
the late morning which meant Kazuya could take his time sampling, stroking, and
making Eijun writhe under the covers until he was ready to let him go.
Taking Eijun into his mouth, Kazuya was reminded of the night before when he
took his time stretching Eijun open, spreading him until he was howling into
the pillow before fucking him into the mattress. Remembering the smell of
sweat, sex, and satisfaction as they collapsed to the bed before snuggling in
together for warmth in each other’s arms.
Kazuya feeling himself harden against Eijun’s thigh as the length in his mouth
began to swell, taking his time licking, sucking, and circling the head until
he felt the clutching of hair pulling at his scalp with Eijun’s sexy, low moans
driving him on in the dim light.
He’s dreaming still… Kazuya’s silence turning to groans as Eijun’s slim fingers
dug in just right against his scalp, Eijun's hips thrusting shallowly in his
slumber as Kazuya adjusted to the growing length in his mouth to swallow all of
him down.
Kazuya knew it felt blinding to be woken up this way, Eijun not afraid to
resort to desperate tactics when the scent of a fresh cup of coffee and a hard
shake refused to rouse him from the safety of bed. How he would do those
special movements of his tongue that would set Kazuya’s nerves on fire and toes
twitching until he was awake panting, gasping for breath as Eijun brought him
closer to release before spilling down an eager throat.
It was nice to have the tables reversed, although, he wasn't entirely in
control with the fingers weaved into his strands demanding a quicker pace with
Kazuya refusing to give in- just yet.
It wasn't an exaggeration that Eijun smelled like sunshine, the taste of ripe
oranges meeting his tongue as he lapped around the girth of Eijun’s length,
sucking him down his throat until Miyuki released him letting his tongue weave
a tingling trail back up.
Covers suddenly thrown back, he was met face to face with a now very awake
Eijun. Panting growing louder as Kazuya let him take control of his bobbing
head, throat relaxed and cheeks hallow as Eijun continued to fuck his mouth.
"Kazuya that feels so good…” Eijun’s voice fading to a low purr as Kazuya
swallowed him down again, circles returning to stroke at the base of Kazuya’s
neck sending shivers down his own spine.
Stroking turning to a delicious pain as Eijun tugged in warning, Kazuya
chuckling in response to his concerns before only sucking harder on the cock
filling his mouth. He certainly didn't mind a bit, enjoying the show of Eijun’s
now fully exposed body trembling as he reached near and finally over the edge,
Kazuya swallowing down (almost) every drop of Eijun’s cum before pulling off. A
few scattered drops painting his mouth white in invitation of Eijun’s rosy
lips.
Kazuya let himself be pulled up far more gently, Eijun’s calloused fingers
caressing his jaw before leaning in to swipe his tongue against the splatters
of white. Kazuya biting back a moan as Eijun reached down to stroke him with
his left hand, teasing kisses cleaning his lips as Eijun made a rather lewd
sight enjoying licking his own mess from Kazuya’s parted mouth.
One last hard press of lips leaving Kazuya breathless before Eijun pulled away,
leaving a searing trail of kisses down his exposed throat before finding a
perfect spot on his neck to suck hard; a broach of blue and purple decorating
his otherwise creamy skin.
Eijun moving to puff breaths of hot air into Kazuya’s ear, pumping slowly over
his cock with his fingers to send Kazuya wriggling under his touch.
“Do you want me to suck you too Kazuya? Let you use my mouth so you can spill
down my hot, tight throat like you just did down mine?”
It was so tempting he couldn't refuse, even if Eijun always did a far better
job than Kazuya ever could, not able to last long against Eijun’s perfect
touches and sinister tongue.
The pitcher going straight to work, placing one last suck on Kazuya’s ear to
send him shivering before scooting down his body, calloused fingers holding his
hips still while Eijun’s mesmerizing eyes held his heart, beats sounding ever-
louder in Kazuya’s ears as Eijun continued to stare him down.
Eijun was always looking for approval- whether in the bullpen working towards
perfecting his pitch control, during games roaring his emotions from the mound
to affect everyone surrounding him from players to the crowd in the stands, to
even now gazing at Kazuya as if he was the only thing that mattered in the
world; in his world.
Golden eyes looking at him from under long lashes as Eijun leaned against his
skin, seeking that damn approval he should already know he earned long ago from
Kazuya’s loving gaze. A slight nod the only encouragement needed before Eijun
started to savor the skin within his reach, leaving a matching set of bruises
on far more sensitive skin that Kazuya didn't mind. Marks making him Eijun’s,
the slight pain of healing reminding him of the many hours spent coiled and
wrapped around Eijun’s comforting warmth worth any amount of questioning looks.
Only one look worth his care and attention, melting his heart in the process.
Eye contact was the most important part of sex for Eijun; to be able to tell
Kazuya was throughly enjoying himself with the slightest of shudders. Kazuya
making sure not to hold back his moans and appreciation for all of Eijun’s
efforts, where he lacked in words and vocabulary when Eijun was doing his best
to make him come with his perfectly placed strokes of tongue, making up for in
touch with fingertips ghosting over Eijun’s skin and guiding him in his own
encouraging way.
“Kazuya, since it is my birthday after all,” Eijun stopping briefly to place a
few carefully teasing pecks against Kazuya’s length, “Can I fuck you?” Golden
eyes glowing as he awaited Kazuya’s response, knowing he couldn't (wouldn’t)
ever refuse one of Eijun’s requests.
Answering in his own way by reaching under his pillow to grab a tube and foil
wrapper, placing them in Eijun’s hand before lying back against the mattress.
Eijun resuming his sucking, swallowing down Kazuya again all the way to the
hilt before looking up at him under those infuriating lashes. Suction growing
more intense before it loosened as Eijun’s tongue dragged along the underside
of his cock, trails of saliva giving Kazuya a show as he pulled off; Eijun’s
eyes glittering with mischief at the mess he was trailing across his chin.
Kazuya so distracted he almost missed the snick of a cap being opened, the
sound of slick fingers massaging before Eijun pushed his legs further apart.
Lips trailing downwards to suck each of his balls before lapping briefly over
his hole, Eijun’s grip firm and strong as Kazuya writhed under his
ministrations; Kazuya always willing to give anything and everything Eijun’s
heart desired.
A finger circled around his entrance slowly, Eijun returning to attacking his
thighs in distraction as a slender finger pushed it’s way easily inside.
Eijun’s mission of making him come more than once firmly glowing beneath his
eyes as he swallowed down his cock once again. Kazuya more than happy to let
him have the victory on this particular Sunday.
Most Sunday’s found Kazuya boneless until he started to hear Eijun move about
the room, or in more rare cases, when he could feel stillness at his side from
Eijun’s watching eyes. Occasionally, a few light kisses caressing his temple,
jaw or forehead; ones Eijun assumed he was getting away with under the veil of
sleep, but Kazuya kept his own talley to pay him back later in the most
unexpected of ways.
Brief, quick, stealthy kisses with just a hint of danger delivered before
heading into the bullpen, into the change room of the showers, or when they
were caught in rare moments alone to make them count before re-joining the
already knowing eyes of their friends and team mates; it was hard to ignore the
pair with one shining so brightly and the other trying to hard to ruffle
feathers for outbursts and attention on a daily basis.
Kazuya felt his thoughts pulled back to the present, to the warmth of Eijun’s
mouth around him and the slow, welcome stretch of fingers eagerly working to
bring him pleasure. Whether moments like now, quiet, the two of them almost
breathing in tandem as Eijun lovingly watched the changes in expressions on
Kazuya’s face, to the roar of the crowd sitting behind home plate and the gift
of seeing Eijun’s determination shine directly in front of him, Kazuya knew
just how lucky the two of them truly were blessed. All the pieces of destiny
fitting together to have them meet on Eijun’s first visit to Seido evolving to
their current bond and desire to never let go.
It was the thought of that stubborn determination in Eijun’s eyes with the
crook of his fingers in just the right way, that sent Kazuya over the edge.
“Eijun… I'm going to-“ Grabbing for Eijun’s hair to try and warn him, meeting
instead the burning eyes watching his every movement and shudder, smirk firmly
in place as he closed his eyes in anticipation, always willing to swallow down
whatever Kazuya would give him whether in pleasure or praises.
As Kazuya came down from his high, Eijun continued to suck until Kazuya was
fully spent, chest sweaty with exertion and breathing slowing as he fought
against the ticklish feeling of Eijun’s eager lips back to attacking his
thighs. The pitcher shifting until Kazuya felt the solid press of the other’s
length against his leg, a testament to just how much Eijun craved his touch,
his time, his everything; all that Kazuya was willing to give and more.
“Eijun,” Kazuya grabbed his attention, eyes shining brightly as Eijun stopped
his ministrations of creating bouquets of blue and purple on Kazuya’s skin,
“Come up here.”
Eijun licked his way up Kazuya’s body, stopping to nuzzle his ticklish hip
bones and perk his nipples to attention with his teeth before finally giving in
to Kazuya’s demand, mouths connecting in passion as Eijun wrapped his calloused
hand around Kazuya’s again half-hard length. It was hard not to be forever
turned on by the boy nipping at his lips, fingers knowing all the right places
to dance to make him moan in want into Eijun’s willing mouth.
Kazuya grabbing the condom from Eijun’s hand, letting him focus on pleasuring
touches that left Kazuya’s skin tingling as he ripped open the package to slip
it on Eijun’s length, taking satisfaction in making him pant for breath as he
circled the head smearing pre-cum before sliding it down to the hilt. Eijun
leaning in to attack his mouth again as Kazuya dragged him down the bed to grab
the discarded lube, palming a generous amount before grasping Eijun’s cock to
slick him from root to tip.
“Mmm… ready for your birthday present? I'm all yours for the rest of the
morning.” Taking delight in the pure joy radiating from Eijun, before his
expression shifted. Kazuya recognizing the flare of control and want radiating
off of Eijun, firm fingers guiding Kazuya’s limbs, warmth spooning against his
back as Eijun nuzzled into the crook of his neck, pushing Kazuya’s fingers off
his cock so he could rub it against Kazuya’s hole.
“The entire morning? What if I want to spend it fucking into you slowly,
pulling back just before you come, only giving in when you beg me for it. For
my legs to spread you wide open as you’re moaning for it,” as Eijun moved to do
just that, pushing into Kazuya deliciously slowly as he continued to nibble on
his ear. Not stopping until he was fully inside, Kazuya trying his best to
breathe deeply and slow down his racing heart.
He could admit sometimes he just wanted to wipe that smug expression right off
of Eijun’s face, but now was not one of those times. It was rare for Kazuya to
let his guard down, laying nerves exposed for only the most trusted of eyes to
see, but Eijun had worked his hardest to chip away, layer by layer at Kazuya’s
frozen shell helping him to longer be afraid to give up control in rare moments
like these.
Moments he gave himself completely over to the pitcher pumping into him slowly,
the urge to kiss the breath out of Eijun taking over. Bitten and bruised lips
the trophies to their intensity as Eijun repeatedly made good on his promise,
bringing Kazuya right to the brink before stilling to latch his mouth onto any
available piece of skin he could find. Kazuya finally having enough and needing
desperately to find release.
“Eijun… I need to… please,” Kazuya found himself begging, fingers digging into
muscled thighs as Eijun shifted to gaze at him lovingly.
“With pleasure, since you asked so nicely and everything,” Eijun avoiding the
quick chop to the head Kazuya had half-heartedly attempted, shifting to a moan
as Eijun moved between Kazuya’s legs, ankle trapped in the snare of sharp teeth
as Eijun continued to slowly pump into him.
“Eijun, please fuck me hard… let me come…” Were the last words Kazuya managed
to breathe out before Eijun let his perfect control fall, lifting both of
Kazuya’s legs to his shoulders so he could thrust hard, short, and so deep
inside Kazuya he felt he was falling apart at the seams.
He knew Eijun wouldn't last long either, but wanting to still be the last to
come of the two of them and hold out as long as it took until Kazuya was
completely satisfied and spent. Kazuya moving to stroke himself in time with
Eijun’s erratic thrusts, stopped suddenly by the pitcher leaning forward to
whisper into his ear.
“You know what I really want for my birthday?” Eijun moving his fingers to
Kazuya’s mouth, tracing his lips before Kazuya allowed him entrance, “For you
to moan my name as loudly as you can when I make you come,” Eijun shifting
Kazuya’s legs to circle his back, fingers continuing to play with his mouth and
caressing his tongue while the other hand reached to help encircle Kazuya’s
cock. Eijun moving faster as he could tell Kazuya was so close.
“Come for me, Kazuya.”
It was so uncharacteristically quiet for Eijun, the soft whisper the tipping
point for Kazuya’s already stressed mind as he leaned up to connect with
Eijun’s lips in a searing kiss, loud moans groaned against willing lips as
Kazuya shuddered underneath Eijun. A blanket of white coating his stomach as
Eijun shuddered within his legs, grin going a little crooked as his eyes closed
and he came within Kazuya.
The battery complete opposites in bed with Kazuya never able to keep quiet
under the spell of Eijun’s golden eyes; Eijun always knocked speechless by the
intensity of his orgasms.
Somehow, Kazuya floated back to consciousness aware of Eijun carefully
withdrawing from his body to clean up their shared mess. Sneaking in a few
swipes of tongue against Kazuya’s stomach before properly cleaning them up and
discarding a towel in the vicinity of the hamper.
Kazuya’s arms opening wide to allow the bundle of pitcher to snuggle back into
his side, welcome warmth keeping away the Sunday chills once again.
“You win you know, stubborn idiot.” Kazuya couldn't help grinning, chuckling as
Eijun started to pout and attempt to pull away from his embrace.
“What a rude thing to say especially after not just one, but two orgasms I gave
you,” Eijun looking away from Kazuya’s face, trying to feign being mad at the
slight insult.
“Well too bad, you’re stuck with snuggling me all morning just like you wanted
for your other present.” Kazuya moving his arms to trap Eijun, raining a
multitude of kisses across his face. “Of course, I do need to give you payback
for the landscape of bruises you painted me with earlier…”
 
As Kazuya spent the start of Eijun’s birthday doing just that, canvases painted
by the closest of battery partners (with a lot to explain later).
 
 
 
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