[PoT]- fan fic
Title: The Brothers Fuji (III).
Author: espial
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Pairing: Fuji Shuusuke/Fuji Yuuta.
Rating: Nc-17 WARNINGS: INCEST. HANDJOB.
Word Count: 900/1200
Summary: Shuusuke confronts Yuuta about his previous actions.
Disclaimer: Please, read the warnings. I do not own, nor do I make profit from prince of tennis
Author's Notes: For drabble123 Prompt:Before Sunrise. Feedback and comments are welcomed and encouraged.
The Brothers Fuji I
The Brothers Fuji II
Part III
The bedroom was barely illuminated by pre-dawn light; Yuuta stirred, unable to move, aniki’s arms were wrapped around him tight. Shuusuke was a warm, heavy presence at Yuuta’s back. Yuuta tried to relax in his brother’s embrace, Shuusuke’s breath slid along Yuuta’s neck. A quiet murmur of Yuuta’s name, paired with Shuusuke nuzzling gently between Yuuta’s shoulder blades caused Yuuta to groan, to make another effort to move from the bed.
Shuusuke’s hand moved down Yuuta’s chest, raising goose bumps on his skin despite the warmth of the touch. One of Shuusuke’s delicate hand rested low on Yuuta’s stomach, calloused fingertips grazing the waistband of Yuuta’s shorts. A light, dry kiss was pressed to one of Yuuta’s shoulders, Shuusuke’s fingers dipping just under the fabric to touch heated skin. Yuuta whimpered, fought to stay still, as Shuusuke’s touch came dangerously close to the tip of Yuuta’s erection.
“I know what you did, Yuuta.” Aniki’s voice low and rough with sleep, his hand barely brushing over Yuuta’s cock.
Yuuta flushed, his hips rocked forward automatically, body reacting eagerly to his brother’s touch. Shuusuke’s palm was slightly sweaty, grip loose, hand wrapped around Yuuta’s cock, touch slow and lingering as Shuusuke stroked him. Yuuta groaned, body curving forward as he gave in to the gentle touch, his voice cut through the early morning quiet, Shuusuke’s name whimpered, each time more desperate than the last. Shuusuke was snug against him, erection pressing against Yuuta’s ass. The grip tightened, Shuusuke’s stokes grew faster, harsher, one hand pressed to Yuuta’s chest, holding him in place. Yuuta cried out as he came, spilling out over Shuusuke’s hand. Panting, Yuuta sunk into the mattress, body shaking as he tried to regain composure. The bed shifted, Shuusuke easing his mouth over Yuuta’s hesitantly, the kiss slow and easy.
Author: espial
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Pairing: Fuji Shuusuke/Fuji Yuuta.
Rating: Nc-17 WARNINGS: INCEST. HANDJOB.
Word Count: 900/1200
Summary: Shuusuke confronts Yuuta about his previous actions.
Disclaimer: Please, read the warnings. I do not own, nor do I make profit from prince of tennis
Author's Notes: For drabble123 Prompt:Before Sunrise. Feedback and comments are welcomed and encouraged.
The Brothers Fuji I
The Brothers Fuji II
Part III
The bedroom was barely illuminated by pre-dawn light; Yuuta stirred, unable to move, aniki’s arms were wrapped around him tight. Shuusuke was a warm, heavy presence at Yuuta’s back. Yuuta tried to relax in his brother’s embrace, Shuusuke’s breath slid along Yuuta’s neck. A quiet murmur of Yuuta’s name, paired with Shuusuke nuzzling gently between Yuuta’s shoulder blades caused Yuuta to groan, to make another effort to move from the bed.
Shuusuke’s hand moved down Yuuta’s chest, raising goose bumps on his skin despite the warmth of the touch. One of Shuusuke’s delicate hand rested low on Yuuta’s stomach, calloused fingertips grazing the waistband of Yuuta’s shorts. A light, dry kiss was pressed to one of Yuuta’s shoulders, Shuusuke’s fingers dipping just under the fabric to touch heated skin. Yuuta whimpered, fought to stay still, as Shuusuke’s touch came dangerously close to the tip of Yuuta’s erection.
“I know what you did, Yuuta.” Aniki’s voice low and rough with sleep, his hand barely brushing over Yuuta’s cock.
Yuuta flushed, his hips rocked forward automatically, body reacting eagerly to his brother’s touch. Shuusuke’s palm was slightly sweaty, grip loose, hand wrapped around Yuuta’s cock, touch slow and lingering as Shuusuke stroked him. Yuuta groaned, body curving forward as he gave in to the gentle touch, his voice cut through the early morning quiet, Shuusuke’s name whimpered, each time more desperate than the last. Shuusuke was snug against him, erection pressing against Yuuta’s ass. The grip tightened, Shuusuke’s stokes grew faster, harsher, one hand pressed to Yuuta’s chest, holding him in place. Yuuta cried out as he came, spilling out over Shuusuke’s hand. Panting, Yuuta sunk into the mattress, body shaking as he tried to regain composure. The bed shifted, Shuusuke easing his mouth over Yuuta’s hesitantly, the kiss slow and easy.