[Fic] Keeping Silent [NC-17]
Happy White Day everyone!
*cough* Yes well, this is my first time writing something so very OOC of me. I’m usually a fluff writing person so where did this come from?
Reason 1: Pic by ponderosa121 (Kaidoh in apron [PG-13])
Reason 2: Megane wo Hazusu Yoru ~ Megane’s Version (Tsuda-san’s aahhh… *dies*)
*is extremely nervous* Enjoy? ^^;;
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Disclaimers: Prince of Tennis belongs to Konomi Takeshi. This is for entertainment purposes only. No money being made.
Author: Helen (disutansu)
Title: Keeping Silent
Warnings: Possible OOC, Kaidoh POV, PWP / Smut, Lemon, Swearing and Naughtiness abounds
Pairings: InuKai, KaiInu
Spoilers: None
Rating: NC-17
Note: Unbetaed so all mistakes are my own. Much love to fffshuuu for always saying my smut writing is good even though I don’t think so. ^_^ *snugs her*
Word Count: 3,060
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Inui-senpai never made any noise when we… made love.
No breathy words, no hitching moans, nothing. And yet, time and time again he had managed to reduce me to a breathy, moaning… thing! I hated that, for him to know all my weaknesses and how to make me writhe at the slightest touch. Whether running his hand teasingly up the side of my bare body or lightly nipping the spot right under my ear, he knew just where that made me cry out his name. I’d tried numerous of times, repeating the same motions on his body but he always stayed… silent.
I really hated that.
So, being the stubborn bastard that I was, I found myself leaning against the kitchen counter and wearing nothing but an apron. It was obscenely short, barely reaching mid-thigh and about a size or two too small. Not to mention it was a disgusting pink color with a yellow heart sewn right in the middle. If that didn’t piss me off, the frilly edges and the matching pink bandana definitely did.
The idiot Momoshiro bought it ever since he’d found out that Inui-senpai and I got together. He had found it hilarious that I was the ‘female’ in the relationship. He hadn’t found it quite so funny after the bruise I gave him in his jaw. He should be grateful that Inui-senpai had held me back that day or else it would have been broken. The only reason it still existed (and not burned like I wanted to do) was because Inui-senpai had kept it safe in The Box in our room.
The Box was filled with all the things that were special to him: pictures of when I was a first-year at Seigaku, tapes of my matches, notebooks containing my data, various bandanas that he managed to steal from me, pictures he’d taken at my graduation and when I entered his high school, a dried leaf from the park where we shared our first kiss… Inui-senpai was too much of a sentimental baka. I didn’t know why the apron deserved to be in The Box but since it was there, it wouldn’t hurt to try. I guess.
God damn metal counter was freezing my ass! Where the hell was Inui-senpai!? He should’ve been finished with his classes an hour ago! As if some deity heard my inner cries, the front door opened and closed not a second later and his deep voice called out the usual, “Taidaima.” No, I didn’t panic… but suddenly, I really didn’t want to be in the kitchen, wearing nothing but an apron. Never mind that it was frilly and pink I had a matching bandana on my head to top it off. And all because of some stupid, spur of the moment idea! (Ignore the fact I had spent all day yesterday debating on whether or not I wanted to go through with it…)
I wanted about to make a break for it. I could easily cut through the side of the kitchen and down the hall to our room, changing out of this damn thing and pretend that nothing happened. But then I remembered what day it was.
White Day. The whole reason why I decided to go through with this half-baked plan.
Well, fuck.
Guilt rooted me to the spot as I recalled all the times I’ve repaid Inui-senpai back for the Valentine’s Day gifts he has given me since we got together… which was none. Supposedly it was the other way around with me giving gifts to him on Valentine’s Day since I was the ‘female’… no, since I was ‘uke’. But it wasn’t and I didn’t know why. K’so… okay, this better be damn worth it.
Inui-senpai walked into the kitchen with his school bag slung over his shoulder, which promptly dropped to the floor when he saw me. He pushed his glasses up, but when the image of me in an apron didn’t change, he stepped closer.
“…Kaidoh?”
“Fffshuu…” I hissed, averting my eyes. I wished he’d stop his damn staring. What’s to look at!? Feeling his fingers on the side of my face, I finally looked up at him. He was still taller than I was, his hand larger than my own, his shoulders broader… all in all, he ’seme-s’ me in every way. No wonder the idiot Momoshiro knew at a glance that I was the fe--uke! Any idiot could see that.
I closed my eyes when Inui-senpai kissed me. His other hand that wasn’t holding onto my face trailed up my bare thigh, pushing the apron along its length. He pulled me away from the cold metal and started to touch my half frozen rear. I groaned at the way he was rubbing it, warming it. My arms found their way around his neck, my hands burying into his soft hair as our kiss grew hotter.
Cupping my behind, he easily lifted me up against his body. Automatically, I wrapped my legs around his torso to keep from slipping. I really disliked when Inui-senpai gave into his urge of carrying me around. It made me feel very vulnerable… but just this once I didn’t allow myself to care. We broke apart as Inui-senpai slowly walked the short distance to our room. I bent to nibble his long neck, mainly so I didn’t have to see him staring at me. His gaze was always… rather intense. Reaching our room, he gently laid me onto the bed and leaned over me.
“What brought this, Kaidoh?” he questioned. Glancing at him, I reached up to take off his opaque glasses, revealing deep green eyes.
“White Day, Inui-senpai,” I answered simply. I deposited his glasses on the dresser before he caught my lips in another scorching kiss. His hands ran from my thighs to my torso and down again. A strangled ‘ahh’ escaped from my throat when he grasped my hardened erection and I frantically pulled at his clothing, removing them hastily. He pressed against me and I could feel the heat of his firm body through the thin apron. It was getting uncomfortable; I wanted the damn thing off! I sat up, reaching back to untie it but Inui-senpai held my hand.
“No,” he whispered in my ear. “Leave it on.” He never spoke when we came this close in making love. His voice sounded incredibly husky, making me shiver. He pushed me down onto the bed again and pushed my legs apart. The short apron gave me the slightest bit of modesty by covering my groin but I still felt… naughty.
“I’ve calculated 0% possibility of seeing you in this,” Inui-senpai told me as he lifted one frilly edge of the apron. A heated blush stole up my cheeks as he began to slowly expose me to his naked eyes. I turned my head away when the cool air hit my lower regions.
“S-Senpai… don’t…” I tried to protest, gripping onto the bed sheets.
“100% cotton,” he continued, bending down to press his lips against the material. “And it looks delectable on you.” At that moment, something wet and hot closed around me and I could do nothing but throw my head back, crying out loud. With each stroke of his mouth, I became… noisier. I cursed and I begged. I called out to Kami-sama before I was reduced to moaning. It was nothing but pure torture. Damn him.
He released me, leaving me hard and aching and reached for the tube of lubrication he kept in the dresser. I lay panting to catch my breath but the air quickly rushed back into my lungs when he plunged two slick fingers into me. Inui-senpai was impatient… that was a first. It was the fastest prep I’ve ever received and before I knew it, his fingers left and he thrust completely into my body, making me cry out once again. He, of course, stayed silent.
We were both still, allowing my body to become used to him inside. Then, he moved slowly, shallowly before pulling out and driving in with such force that I yelled rather loudly. Rarely did this happen… something was different. He lifted me up to sit on his lap and I clung onto his shoulders, riding up and down on his erection. I panted into his ear, whispering soft pleas to go faster, to make me come. Inui-senpai’s heavy panting was close to my own ear and I could swear that it was getting louder.
”Aahhh…”
Oh, SHIT!
I came without warning, all over the apron between us. Inui-senpai came a second later, deep within me. Both of us fell back onto the bed, breathing heavily. Still clinging onto him, my heart was pounding in my chest. I didn’t just hear what I thought I heard… It had sent shivers down my spine and melted my insides. It was so breathy, so damn erotic. It couldn’t have come from Inui-senpai. He wasn’t capable of something like that!
“Gomen,” he said, pulling away. Inui-senpai raised his hand to his eyes, probably to push up his absent glasses. He has a habit of going that whenever he felt embarrassed.
“I didn’t mean to lose control,” he told me, rolling away to lie next to me. I turned to look at him.
“What do you mean, Inui-senpai?” God damn it, I really wanted to clean up because the seed on the apron was starting to get disgusting. But he reached out and grabbed me around the waist, pulling our bodies together.
“Well, I’m just not used to losing control,” he said, smiling and gently stroking my hip. I glared up at him. Inui-senpai made me lose my control every time we… did that! He shouldn’t be the only one to keep his to himself! If I lose it, then he has to too…
“If you’re not losing control,” I said in a low, irritated voice. “Then you’re not enjoying this enough.”
I had no idea what came over me after that. I… attacked him, I guess. Attacked his lips until they were red and swollen, attacked his pale neck until it was covered with pink love bites, attacked his body with my touches until he too was gasping like I had. I did not understand why Inui-senpai restrained himself so much but I would make him cry out, even if it was the last thing I did.
I reached for the tube of lubrication that had been tossed to the corner of the bed and quickly squeezed the cold gel onto my fingers. I did feel slightly embarrassed that I was doing something like this to Inui-senpai but then again, I was a stubborn bastard after all. Like all those times he had prepared me for penetration, I repeated the same motion. I did not, however, anticipate how hot and tight his body was around my finger. Just… oh fuck, how could he be thrusting into this heat and not cry out?
“Inui-senpai…” I whispered quite huskily into his ear as I pushed another finger in. He didn’t answer - or rather couldn’t - as his words were being reduced to soft noises.
It was a start.
His erection was starting to stiffen and I was rather… curious as to how he tasted. I knew that whenever he took me into his mouth, I could never suppress my cries. Surely it’d be the same if the situation were reversed? Tentatively I stuck out my tongue and lightly licked the dripping tip. It was a weird taste, bad but not as bad as his Juices that I had been drinking back in Seigaku. Inserting another finger, I took more of him in. Inui-senpai bucked his hips and I heard a strangled noise but it was quickly muffled. So… he’s probably more stubborn than I was.
I released him moments later, sitting up to untie the apron. But Inui-senpai reached out and grabbed my arm again. Not this time… I wanted the damn thing OFF! I tried to pull away but he pulled harder until I landed on top of him. His mouth found mine and we exchanged a feverish kiss. I felt him roughly tugging the bandana off my head and reaching around to the small of my back. Untying the knot, he pulled the apron over my head and let it fall to the floor.
“Kaidoh…” Inui-senpai whispered, breathing heavily. Looking down at him, my eyes widened and I froze. What the hell was I doing? I couldn’t do… THIS to a senpai! Damn it, I should know my place!
“G-Gomen…” I heard myself apologizing. I must have been trying to get away from him as well because Inui-senpai caught my arm and pushed me down flat on my back.
“Don’t run away,” he told me harshly, his green eyes narrowed and intense.
“Senpai, I… I can’t,” I replied, shaking my head. He only reached for the tube I’d dropped, squeezing more onto his hand. Wrapping his slick hand around my erection, he coated it thoroughly. I twisted the bed sheets in my fists as Inui-senpai continued stroking me. He stopped moments later and glancing up, I saw him climbing over me. I was about to ask what he was doing when this… heat surrounded me.
Oh GOD!
I reached out to grab onto his arms as he seated himself around me. So hot… so tight… this was how Inui-senpai felt every time he entered me. Just how the hell could he keep quiet all this time!? I’d barely caught my breath before Inui-senpai started to ride up and down my hardened passion. I felt tears leaking out the corners of my eyes but I made no move to wipe them away. Inui-senpai, on the other hand, was just panting short breaths. That really did it. Inui-senpai… really needed to let go. Clamping down on the sensations I was feeling, I thrust upward as he came down.
“Ahh!” Inui-senpai shouted and we both stopped moving. I looked up at him, his face lightly flushed with a hint of embarrassment. So very… un-Inui-senpai-like and that made me want to hear him cry out again. And definitely much louder. With some difficulty, I pushed him back down onto the bed and sat up. Hooking my arms under his legs, I pulled out and plunged into his hot channel, a little harder than before. Soft moans rumbled in his throat and I clenched my jaw, wanting to keep quiet so I could hear everything.
“Kaidoh… aahhh.” Oh shit, it was that breathy, erotic sigh again. My motions almost faltered but I pressed on. Back and forth, I drove faster and deeper into his body, desperate to squeeze that out of his throat again before it was over.
“Inui-senpai. Please,” I begged him but only soft moans spilled out. God damn it. Stop being so stubborn, kono yarou! Biting my lip, I realized that I was getting closer to my climax. Bending down over him, I slowed my pace as I stared straight into his green, lust-filled eyes.
“Inui,” I said simply and he smiled. He always liked it when I called him by his family name without ‘-senpai’. Pulling me down for a kiss, I tasted the sounds vibrating in his throat. His body gripped all around me and I almost lost it then and there. But no… not until I said it was over. Reaching down, I grabbed onto his neglected erection and started stroking in earnest. A whimper escaped and his breathing started to grow shorter and faster, almost becoming labored when…
“Oh god… unh… Kaidoh--AHH!!” And his milky seed shot forth and splattered his body and my own. My erection was gripped so tightly that I too cried out as I reached my climax. I dropped down on top of his sweat-slick body, my ear pressing against his chest and hearing his rapid heartbeat. I exhaled unsteadily. I couldn’t believe I just did that. I… took Inui-senpai for the first time. I heard him cry out for the first time. I heard the sinfully breathy aahhh that I never knew he could sigh… for the first time.
Just… god…
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I woke up a while later, a bit disoriented and drained. Tch… I didn’t like being this weak but then again, it was the first time that I came twice in one night. My body needed time to recover. Turning over, I saw that Inui-senpai was sitting at his desk, writing in one of his many notebooks. My lips quirked into a wry smile; even after all these years, nothing had really changed.
“Ah,” he uttered softly when he noticed me staring intently at him. “Sorry to have woken you, Kaidoh.” He closed the green notebook and took off his glasses, setting them on the desk before rejoining me back on the bed.
“Still collecting data?” I asked when he was settled, leaning back against the headboard.
“Yes and no,” he replied, smiling. “Just wanted to note that I’ve seen a different side of you today.”
“Same for you,” I told him and he chuckled lightly.
“True. I’ve been quite… noisy, haven’t I?” He turned to me before continuing. “And you’ve been unexpectedly quiet… Perhaps now you understand why I’ve been always been silent when we made love, hm?”
Why the hell did he have to say it like that!? I turned away from him, my face burning with embarrassment.
“Fffshuuu,” I hissed. Thinking back on why I kept quiet during our… during that, I did understand. But still, he didn’t have to be that silent. Baka Inui-senpai.
“Kaidoh…” he called softly, making me turn back to glance up at him.
“What?”
“Will you ever wear that again?” he asked me, which earned him a glare.
“Senpai…” I hissed angrily.
“I see,” he said, cutting me off. “Less than 0% chance. As I thought.” He smiled uneasily and reached up to touch the bridge of his nose. For some reason, that made me feel… bad.
Damn it.
“Maybe… Maybe some other day,” I told him, turning away. Inui-senpai was silent before he draped himself over me and gently kissed my cheek. I hissed softly again.
“Only if I can… ‘seme’ you again,” I grumbled. That earned a surprised laugh from him and he pulled me close to his chest.
“Agreed.”
Owari
*runs and hides under her bed*
*cough* Yes well, this is my first time writing something so very OOC of me. I’m usually a fluff writing person so where did this come from?
Reason 1: Pic by ponderosa121 (Kaidoh in apron [PG-13])
Reason 2: Megane wo Hazusu Yoru ~ Megane’s Version (Tsuda-san’s aahhh… *dies*)
*is extremely nervous* Enjoy? ^^;;
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Disclaimers: Prince of Tennis belongs to Konomi Takeshi. This is for entertainment purposes only. No money being made.
Author: Helen (disutansu)
Title: Keeping Silent
Warnings: Possible OOC, Kaidoh POV, PWP / Smut, Lemon, Swearing and Naughtiness abounds
Pairings: InuKai, KaiInu
Spoilers: None
Rating: NC-17
Note: Unbetaed so all mistakes are my own. Much love to fffshuuu for always saying my smut writing is good even though I don’t think so. ^_^ *snugs her*
Word Count: 3,060
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Inui-senpai never made any noise when we… made love.
No breathy words, no hitching moans, nothing. And yet, time and time again he had managed to reduce me to a breathy, moaning… thing! I hated that, for him to know all my weaknesses and how to make me writhe at the slightest touch. Whether running his hand teasingly up the side of my bare body or lightly nipping the spot right under my ear, he knew just where that made me cry out his name. I’d tried numerous of times, repeating the same motions on his body but he always stayed… silent.
I really hated that.
So, being the stubborn bastard that I was, I found myself leaning against the kitchen counter and wearing nothing but an apron. It was obscenely short, barely reaching mid-thigh and about a size or two too small. Not to mention it was a disgusting pink color with a yellow heart sewn right in the middle. If that didn’t piss me off, the frilly edges and the matching pink bandana definitely did.
The idiot Momoshiro bought it ever since he’d found out that Inui-senpai and I got together. He had found it hilarious that I was the ‘female’ in the relationship. He hadn’t found it quite so funny after the bruise I gave him in his jaw. He should be grateful that Inui-senpai had held me back that day or else it would have been broken. The only reason it still existed (and not burned like I wanted to do) was because Inui-senpai had kept it safe in The Box in our room.
The Box was filled with all the things that were special to him: pictures of when I was a first-year at Seigaku, tapes of my matches, notebooks containing my data, various bandanas that he managed to steal from me, pictures he’d taken at my graduation and when I entered his high school, a dried leaf from the park where we shared our first kiss… Inui-senpai was too much of a sentimental baka. I didn’t know why the apron deserved to be in The Box but since it was there, it wouldn’t hurt to try. I guess.
God damn metal counter was freezing my ass! Where the hell was Inui-senpai!? He should’ve been finished with his classes an hour ago! As if some deity heard my inner cries, the front door opened and closed not a second later and his deep voice called out the usual, “Taidaima.” No, I didn’t panic… but suddenly, I really didn’t want to be in the kitchen, wearing nothing but an apron. Never mind that it was frilly and pink I had a matching bandana on my head to top it off. And all because of some stupid, spur of the moment idea! (Ignore the fact I had spent all day yesterday debating on whether or not I wanted to go through with it…)
I wanted about to make a break for it. I could easily cut through the side of the kitchen and down the hall to our room, changing out of this damn thing and pretend that nothing happened. But then I remembered what day it was.
White Day. The whole reason why I decided to go through with this half-baked plan.
Well, fuck.
Guilt rooted me to the spot as I recalled all the times I’ve repaid Inui-senpai back for the Valentine’s Day gifts he has given me since we got together… which was none. Supposedly it was the other way around with me giving gifts to him on Valentine’s Day since I was the ‘female’… no, since I was ‘uke’. But it wasn’t and I didn’t know why. K’so… okay, this better be damn worth it.
Inui-senpai walked into the kitchen with his school bag slung over his shoulder, which promptly dropped to the floor when he saw me. He pushed his glasses up, but when the image of me in an apron didn’t change, he stepped closer.
“…Kaidoh?”
“Fffshuu…” I hissed, averting my eyes. I wished he’d stop his damn staring. What’s to look at!? Feeling his fingers on the side of my face, I finally looked up at him. He was still taller than I was, his hand larger than my own, his shoulders broader… all in all, he ’seme-s’ me in every way. No wonder the idiot Momoshiro knew at a glance that I was the fe--uke! Any idiot could see that.
I closed my eyes when Inui-senpai kissed me. His other hand that wasn’t holding onto my face trailed up my bare thigh, pushing the apron along its length. He pulled me away from the cold metal and started to touch my half frozen rear. I groaned at the way he was rubbing it, warming it. My arms found their way around his neck, my hands burying into his soft hair as our kiss grew hotter.
Cupping my behind, he easily lifted me up against his body. Automatically, I wrapped my legs around his torso to keep from slipping. I really disliked when Inui-senpai gave into his urge of carrying me around. It made me feel very vulnerable… but just this once I didn’t allow myself to care. We broke apart as Inui-senpai slowly walked the short distance to our room. I bent to nibble his long neck, mainly so I didn’t have to see him staring at me. His gaze was always… rather intense. Reaching our room, he gently laid me onto the bed and leaned over me.
“What brought this, Kaidoh?” he questioned. Glancing at him, I reached up to take off his opaque glasses, revealing deep green eyes.
“White Day, Inui-senpai,” I answered simply. I deposited his glasses on the dresser before he caught my lips in another scorching kiss. His hands ran from my thighs to my torso and down again. A strangled ‘ahh’ escaped from my throat when he grasped my hardened erection and I frantically pulled at his clothing, removing them hastily. He pressed against me and I could feel the heat of his firm body through the thin apron. It was getting uncomfortable; I wanted the damn thing off! I sat up, reaching back to untie it but Inui-senpai held my hand.
“No,” he whispered in my ear. “Leave it on.” He never spoke when we came this close in making love. His voice sounded incredibly husky, making me shiver. He pushed me down onto the bed again and pushed my legs apart. The short apron gave me the slightest bit of modesty by covering my groin but I still felt… naughty.
“I’ve calculated 0% possibility of seeing you in this,” Inui-senpai told me as he lifted one frilly edge of the apron. A heated blush stole up my cheeks as he began to slowly expose me to his naked eyes. I turned my head away when the cool air hit my lower regions.
“S-Senpai… don’t…” I tried to protest, gripping onto the bed sheets.
“100% cotton,” he continued, bending down to press his lips against the material. “And it looks delectable on you.” At that moment, something wet and hot closed around me and I could do nothing but throw my head back, crying out loud. With each stroke of his mouth, I became… noisier. I cursed and I begged. I called out to Kami-sama before I was reduced to moaning. It was nothing but pure torture. Damn him.
He released me, leaving me hard and aching and reached for the tube of lubrication he kept in the dresser. I lay panting to catch my breath but the air quickly rushed back into my lungs when he plunged two slick fingers into me. Inui-senpai was impatient… that was a first. It was the fastest prep I’ve ever received and before I knew it, his fingers left and he thrust completely into my body, making me cry out once again. He, of course, stayed silent.
We were both still, allowing my body to become used to him inside. Then, he moved slowly, shallowly before pulling out and driving in with such force that I yelled rather loudly. Rarely did this happen… something was different. He lifted me up to sit on his lap and I clung onto his shoulders, riding up and down on his erection. I panted into his ear, whispering soft pleas to go faster, to make me come. Inui-senpai’s heavy panting was close to my own ear and I could swear that it was getting louder.
”Aahhh…”
Oh, SHIT!
I came without warning, all over the apron between us. Inui-senpai came a second later, deep within me. Both of us fell back onto the bed, breathing heavily. Still clinging onto him, my heart was pounding in my chest. I didn’t just hear what I thought I heard… It had sent shivers down my spine and melted my insides. It was so breathy, so damn erotic. It couldn’t have come from Inui-senpai. He wasn’t capable of something like that!
“Gomen,” he said, pulling away. Inui-senpai raised his hand to his eyes, probably to push up his absent glasses. He has a habit of going that whenever he felt embarrassed.
“I didn’t mean to lose control,” he told me, rolling away to lie next to me. I turned to look at him.
“What do you mean, Inui-senpai?” God damn it, I really wanted to clean up because the seed on the apron was starting to get disgusting. But he reached out and grabbed me around the waist, pulling our bodies together.
“Well, I’m just not used to losing control,” he said, smiling and gently stroking my hip. I glared up at him. Inui-senpai made me lose my control every time we… did that! He shouldn’t be the only one to keep his to himself! If I lose it, then he has to too…
“If you’re not losing control,” I said in a low, irritated voice. “Then you’re not enjoying this enough.”
I had no idea what came over me after that. I… attacked him, I guess. Attacked his lips until they were red and swollen, attacked his pale neck until it was covered with pink love bites, attacked his body with my touches until he too was gasping like I had. I did not understand why Inui-senpai restrained himself so much but I would make him cry out, even if it was the last thing I did.
I reached for the tube of lubrication that had been tossed to the corner of the bed and quickly squeezed the cold gel onto my fingers. I did feel slightly embarrassed that I was doing something like this to Inui-senpai but then again, I was a stubborn bastard after all. Like all those times he had prepared me for penetration, I repeated the same motion. I did not, however, anticipate how hot and tight his body was around my finger. Just… oh fuck, how could he be thrusting into this heat and not cry out?
“Inui-senpai…” I whispered quite huskily into his ear as I pushed another finger in. He didn’t answer - or rather couldn’t - as his words were being reduced to soft noises.
It was a start.
His erection was starting to stiffen and I was rather… curious as to how he tasted. I knew that whenever he took me into his mouth, I could never suppress my cries. Surely it’d be the same if the situation were reversed? Tentatively I stuck out my tongue and lightly licked the dripping tip. It was a weird taste, bad but not as bad as his Juices that I had been drinking back in Seigaku. Inserting another finger, I took more of him in. Inui-senpai bucked his hips and I heard a strangled noise but it was quickly muffled. So… he’s probably more stubborn than I was.
I released him moments later, sitting up to untie the apron. But Inui-senpai reached out and grabbed my arm again. Not this time… I wanted the damn thing OFF! I tried to pull away but he pulled harder until I landed on top of him. His mouth found mine and we exchanged a feverish kiss. I felt him roughly tugging the bandana off my head and reaching around to the small of my back. Untying the knot, he pulled the apron over my head and let it fall to the floor.
“Kaidoh…” Inui-senpai whispered, breathing heavily. Looking down at him, my eyes widened and I froze. What the hell was I doing? I couldn’t do… THIS to a senpai! Damn it, I should know my place!
“G-Gomen…” I heard myself apologizing. I must have been trying to get away from him as well because Inui-senpai caught my arm and pushed me down flat on my back.
“Don’t run away,” he told me harshly, his green eyes narrowed and intense.
“Senpai, I… I can’t,” I replied, shaking my head. He only reached for the tube I’d dropped, squeezing more onto his hand. Wrapping his slick hand around my erection, he coated it thoroughly. I twisted the bed sheets in my fists as Inui-senpai continued stroking me. He stopped moments later and glancing up, I saw him climbing over me. I was about to ask what he was doing when this… heat surrounded me.
Oh GOD!
I reached out to grab onto his arms as he seated himself around me. So hot… so tight… this was how Inui-senpai felt every time he entered me. Just how the hell could he keep quiet all this time!? I’d barely caught my breath before Inui-senpai started to ride up and down my hardened passion. I felt tears leaking out the corners of my eyes but I made no move to wipe them away. Inui-senpai, on the other hand, was just panting short breaths. That really did it. Inui-senpai… really needed to let go. Clamping down on the sensations I was feeling, I thrust upward as he came down.
“Ahh!” Inui-senpai shouted and we both stopped moving. I looked up at him, his face lightly flushed with a hint of embarrassment. So very… un-Inui-senpai-like and that made me want to hear him cry out again. And definitely much louder. With some difficulty, I pushed him back down onto the bed and sat up. Hooking my arms under his legs, I pulled out and plunged into his hot channel, a little harder than before. Soft moans rumbled in his throat and I clenched my jaw, wanting to keep quiet so I could hear everything.
“Kaidoh… aahhh.” Oh shit, it was that breathy, erotic sigh again. My motions almost faltered but I pressed on. Back and forth, I drove faster and deeper into his body, desperate to squeeze that out of his throat again before it was over.
“Inui-senpai. Please,” I begged him but only soft moans spilled out. God damn it. Stop being so stubborn, kono yarou! Biting my lip, I realized that I was getting closer to my climax. Bending down over him, I slowed my pace as I stared straight into his green, lust-filled eyes.
“Inui,” I said simply and he smiled. He always liked it when I called him by his family name without ‘-senpai’. Pulling me down for a kiss, I tasted the sounds vibrating in his throat. His body gripped all around me and I almost lost it then and there. But no… not until I said it was over. Reaching down, I grabbed onto his neglected erection and started stroking in earnest. A whimper escaped and his breathing started to grow shorter and faster, almost becoming labored when…
“Oh god… unh… Kaidoh--AHH!!” And his milky seed shot forth and splattered his body and my own. My erection was gripped so tightly that I too cried out as I reached my climax. I dropped down on top of his sweat-slick body, my ear pressing against his chest and hearing his rapid heartbeat. I exhaled unsteadily. I couldn’t believe I just did that. I… took Inui-senpai for the first time. I heard him cry out for the first time. I heard the sinfully breathy aahhh that I never knew he could sigh… for the first time.
Just… god…
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I woke up a while later, a bit disoriented and drained. Tch… I didn’t like being this weak but then again, it was the first time that I came twice in one night. My body needed time to recover. Turning over, I saw that Inui-senpai was sitting at his desk, writing in one of his many notebooks. My lips quirked into a wry smile; even after all these years, nothing had really changed.
“Ah,” he uttered softly when he noticed me staring intently at him. “Sorry to have woken you, Kaidoh.” He closed the green notebook and took off his glasses, setting them on the desk before rejoining me back on the bed.
“Still collecting data?” I asked when he was settled, leaning back against the headboard.
“Yes and no,” he replied, smiling. “Just wanted to note that I’ve seen a different side of you today.”
“Same for you,” I told him and he chuckled lightly.
“True. I’ve been quite… noisy, haven’t I?” He turned to me before continuing. “And you’ve been unexpectedly quiet… Perhaps now you understand why I’ve been always been silent when we made love, hm?”
Why the hell did he have to say it like that!? I turned away from him, my face burning with embarrassment.
“Fffshuuu,” I hissed. Thinking back on why I kept quiet during our… during that, I did understand. But still, he didn’t have to be that silent. Baka Inui-senpai.
“Kaidoh…” he called softly, making me turn back to glance up at him.
“What?”
“Will you ever wear that again?” he asked me, which earned him a glare.
“Senpai…” I hissed angrily.
“I see,” he said, cutting me off. “Less than 0% chance. As I thought.” He smiled uneasily and reached up to touch the bridge of his nose. For some reason, that made me feel… bad.
Damn it.
“Maybe… Maybe some other day,” I told him, turning away. Inui-senpai was silent before he draped himself over me and gently kissed my cheek. I hissed softly again.
“Only if I can… ‘seme’ you again,” I grumbled. That earned a surprised laugh from him and he pulled me close to his chest.
“Agreed.”
Owari
*runs and hides under her bed*