Take A Break
Title: Take A Break
Author/Artist: shiningdrop
Rating: R
Warnings: Prompt should be warning enough. Lolfailnotmuchofaplot.
Prompt: 3-19 TYLRyohei/Yamamoto - Hansy; Play with our privates
Summary: Sometimes the best parts of training was when there was someone dropping by to check in how you're going.
It all started when the future Ryohei popped in to check on the swordsman's training. As usual, Yamamoto Takeshi was working hard, head drenched with sweat as he never stopped holding his weapon of choice.
"You seem stressed and tired to the extreme," the Sun Guardian laughed at the panting swordsman, who only flashed a smile in return.
"Well you get that when your training your hardest," the teenager grinned as he decided now would be a good time for a break."My muscles are already aching hahaha.."
Ryohei walked over to the swordsman as he patted the kid on the back. "You've trained a lot to the extreme, I know how I can fix that."
"Really?"
All of a sudden Yamamoto felt bandaged fingers slip in between the creases of his dark blue robes. "O-oi...Sempai?!" Any words of resistance were quickly hushed by the motions of the Sun Guardian's fingers, writhing against his skin- exploring the teenager underneath his pants. A swift moan escaped from his lips as he was caught off guard, dropping his sword to the wooden floor.
"Massages are great after a long day of extreme training..." Ryohei hummed as his hands began making circular motions against the swordsman's skin.
Ryohei's fingers brushed up the swordsman's inner thigh, sending shivers up Yamamoto's spine. Soon the boxer found his target, cupping the teenager's growing bulge as another hand sneakily entered to massage the heavily panting boy. Fingers encircled the growing shaft, feeling the blood that was filling Takeshi's arousal. Ryohei was breathing hard against the boy's neck, smiling when Yamamato was fully hard.
"So eager already?" The older man grinned as his fingers blindly felt a wet sensation. Hips uncontrollably pressed against the young boy, grinding heavily as he wrinkled Yamamoto's sweaty robes. He cupped the teenager's balls, massaging them as he slowly teased the teenager. Every little sound from Takeshi's mouth sent waves of pleasure between Ryohei's legs.
Takeshi couldn't help but lean back against the boxer. He would have probably guessed it already, but the feeling of something hard against his behind confirmed his suspicions. The teenager began to rub against Ryohei's arousal- unconsciously at first, causing the white-haired athlete to groan against Yamamato's hair. He then became aware of the boxer's faster-paced breathing, soon fueling Yamamoto's hand as he blindly groped on the threads of Ryohei's pants.
What was a horny teenager to do? The pleasure drove Yamamoto to turn around, facing the boxer to get a better view while his hands finally found Ryohei's zipper. Long, trembling fingers slowly pulled the zipper down, nerves causing him to shake as he slowly revealed the older man's erection, the speed testing the swordsman's patience. And then it was finally out, bobbing up and down to greet the heavily blushing teen, causing the well-endowed owner to let out a hearty laugh.
Ryohei quickly pulled the teen closer as their lips met to kiss. Tongues hungered for one another as two painfully hard erections grinded in between their bodies, sending muffled moans inside each other's mouths. Ryohei couldn't help but let out a loud moan as he felt the younger man's fingers stroke every inch of skin. He couldn't help but quicken his pace on Takeshi's crotch, making the swordsman double the volume of his straining voice. Yamamoto tensed his whole body as he succumbed to orgasm, breathing heavily as he called the Sun Guardian by name as he let himself spill all over the boxer's hands.
Ryohei's smile grew wider as the wet heat covered his fingers- he may not see it under those robes but oh how he felt it. The sensation in between his bandaged fingers was enough to send him over the edge as it was his turn to blow a load. Both his pants and the front of the swordsman's robes were now a mess as his body shook in the aftershocks of pleasure.
As soon as he could breathe again, Yamamoto would definitely ask Ryohei to check up on his training more often...
Author/Artist: shiningdrop
Rating: R
Warnings: Prompt should be warning enough. Lolfailnotmuchofaplot.
Prompt: 3-19 TYLRyohei/Yamamoto - Hansy; Play with our privates
Summary: Sometimes the best parts of training was when there was someone dropping by to check in how you're going.
It all started when the future Ryohei popped in to check on the swordsman's training. As usual, Yamamoto Takeshi was working hard, head drenched with sweat as he never stopped holding his weapon of choice.
"You seem stressed and tired to the extreme," the Sun Guardian laughed at the panting swordsman, who only flashed a smile in return.
"Well you get that when your training your hardest," the teenager grinned as he decided now would be a good time for a break."My muscles are already aching hahaha.."
Ryohei walked over to the swordsman as he patted the kid on the back. "You've trained a lot to the extreme, I know how I can fix that."
"Really?"
All of a sudden Yamamoto felt bandaged fingers slip in between the creases of his dark blue robes. "O-oi...Sempai?!" Any words of resistance were quickly hushed by the motions of the Sun Guardian's fingers, writhing against his skin- exploring the teenager underneath his pants. A swift moan escaped from his lips as he was caught off guard, dropping his sword to the wooden floor.
"Massages are great after a long day of extreme training..." Ryohei hummed as his hands began making circular motions against the swordsman's skin.
Ryohei's fingers brushed up the swordsman's inner thigh, sending shivers up Yamamoto's spine. Soon the boxer found his target, cupping the teenager's growing bulge as another hand sneakily entered to massage the heavily panting boy. Fingers encircled the growing shaft, feeling the blood that was filling Takeshi's arousal. Ryohei was breathing hard against the boy's neck, smiling when Yamamato was fully hard.
"So eager already?" The older man grinned as his fingers blindly felt a wet sensation. Hips uncontrollably pressed against the young boy, grinding heavily as he wrinkled Yamamoto's sweaty robes. He cupped the teenager's balls, massaging them as he slowly teased the teenager. Every little sound from Takeshi's mouth sent waves of pleasure between Ryohei's legs.
Takeshi couldn't help but lean back against the boxer. He would have probably guessed it already, but the feeling of something hard against his behind confirmed his suspicions. The teenager began to rub against Ryohei's arousal- unconsciously at first, causing the white-haired athlete to groan against Yamamato's hair. He then became aware of the boxer's faster-paced breathing, soon fueling Yamamoto's hand as he blindly groped on the threads of Ryohei's pants.
What was a horny teenager to do? The pleasure drove Yamamoto to turn around, facing the boxer to get a better view while his hands finally found Ryohei's zipper. Long, trembling fingers slowly pulled the zipper down, nerves causing him to shake as he slowly revealed the older man's erection, the speed testing the swordsman's patience. And then it was finally out, bobbing up and down to greet the heavily blushing teen, causing the well-endowed owner to let out a hearty laugh.
Ryohei quickly pulled the teen closer as their lips met to kiss. Tongues hungered for one another as two painfully hard erections grinded in between their bodies, sending muffled moans inside each other's mouths. Ryohei couldn't help but let out a loud moan as he felt the younger man's fingers stroke every inch of skin. He couldn't help but quicken his pace on Takeshi's crotch, making the swordsman double the volume of his straining voice. Yamamoto tensed his whole body as he succumbed to orgasm, breathing heavily as he called the Sun Guardian by name as he let himself spill all over the boxer's hands.
Ryohei's smile grew wider as the wet heat covered his fingers- he may not see it under those robes but oh how he felt it. The sensation in between his bandaged fingers was enough to send him over the edge as it was his turn to blow a load. Both his pants and the front of the swordsman's robes were now a mess as his body shook in the aftershocks of pleasure.
As soon as he could breathe again, Yamamoto would definitely ask Ryohei to check up on his training more often...