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Title: We'll Just Hesitate
Fandom: Prince of Tennis.
Featuring: Sanada/Atobe.
Genre: Drama? Fuck if I know anymore.
Words: ~ 125.
Rating: PG.
Warnings: The 'fuck' word.
Notes: Begun from six words.
The rose falls to the ground and Sanada smirks into the sudden kiss. Atobe's mouth against his is yielding, startled and unsure, and Sanada is reveling. He presses closer, exploiting his partner's unguarded alarm with a roving tongue and tight grip.
It is too many seconds later that Atobe finally regains his senses, and too many moments after that before he pulls away at last. But the music is still playing, and Sanada's hands are still on him, holding his waist, his hand, and Atobe thinks, Fuck you, but smiles silently. He is far too proud for Sanada, and Sanada too proud for him, so there is no admitting or confessing. They both pose, unruffled, and continue the dance, stepping over the fallen flower.
Fandom: Prince of Tennis.
Featuring: Sanada/Atobe.
Genre: Drama? Fuck if I know anymore.
Words: ~ 125.
Rating: PG.
Warnings: The 'fuck' word.
Notes: Begun from six words.
The rose falls to the ground and Sanada smirks into the sudden kiss. Atobe's mouth against his is yielding, startled and unsure, and Sanada is reveling. He presses closer, exploiting his partner's unguarded alarm with a roving tongue and tight grip.
It is too many seconds later that Atobe finally regains his senses, and too many moments after that before he pulls away at last. But the music is still playing, and Sanada's hands are still on him, holding his waist, his hand, and Atobe thinks, Fuck you, but smiles silently. He is far too proud for Sanada, and Sanada too proud for him, so there is no admitting or confessing. They both pose, unruffled, and continue the dance, stepping over the fallen flower.