Mind your step [PoT]
Title: Mind your step
Author: Tzusuki
Pairing: Fuji Syusuke
Rating: NC-17, plain PWP
Requester: fye_d_wlowright, xxmaddy and My ex-Boyfriend / Kristofer ^^
Disclaimer: I don't own it, all is to Takeshi Konomi (whom is a genius). I make no money whatsoever by writing this!
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The one thing Echizen Ryoma hated more than waking up early (often to early for his own liking) was taking the subway.
Now it just happened that Seigaku tennis club were taking a trip to Shiba to visit Rokkaku tennis club for a friendship match.
Which meant one thing (since he had really missed the bus, deliberately), yup taking the subway for a bit, then switch to a bus once more.
‘Train now arriving from Akihabara, going from Tokyo to, Shihagara, keep your eyes on the children and mind your step.’ the speakers announced cheerily, Ryoma heaved a heavy sigh.
Once again he was shoved into a metal cart, he soon got stuck by a window space near the other doors, packed in to the likes of sardines in a can.
Why did Shiba have to lie so far off, next time he would miss the team bus it would be a lot easier to trick his dad into driving him.
Ryoma adjusted the strap of his bag, golden eyes watching the scenery pass by, then suddenly, what was that? A slight brush to his right thigh, perhaps it was just a mistake, the cart was after all packed to the limit.
Then again, perhaps not, the brush was soon back, being more of a gentle caress, traveling from his thigh to his bottom.
This was surely something he thought only happened to girls, maybe whoever it was that the hand belonged to was blind or mistook him for a girl.
“Be good and keep quiet.” A soft, silky voice murmured warmly into his ear, a voice that was rather familiar to him.
“Fuji-sempai..” Ryoma mumbled, glancing over his shoulder he was met with a familiar, gentle smile and for them moment open, entrancing blue eyes of the tensai Fuji Syusuke.
“Hush.” Fuji purred lowly, easily slipping into the freshman’s red shorts, fingers teasing the soft organ inside, making it rise and harden.
Ryoma felt heat rise to his cheeks, gasping softly he closed his eyes hard and sealed his lips tightly shut, hoping he would be able to keep silent.
“I’ve wanted this for so long..” Fuji’s voice calmed the green haired boy, even if they at the same time made him nervous, he jerked slightly as a wet finger found it’s way up inside his warm cavern.
The freshman shuddered lightly, “Sorry if it hurts, I’ll make it better..” he opened his eyes to those words, staring at his reflection in the window, glancing back to let his eyes meet with Fuji’s.
He could then clearly hear the slip of cloth, holding his breath as he felt the others own heated breathing over his neck and a different heat pressing inside of him slowly.
“Sempai..” Ryoma whimpered lowly, feeling the gentle but deep slide of the brunette’s cock slide in and out of him.
Fuji’s lips gently traced his neck, to his ear and nibbled on it, reaching around them to softly wrap fingers round the younger boy’s cock, stroking him in time with their fucking.
In a matter of few short stops the two finished in glorious pleasure, Ryoma was glad no one seemed to have noticed them, either that or no one actually cared what they had done.
Fuji was more pleased over having nailing the freshman’s ass before Tezuka had a chance at it.
THE END
Author: Tzusuki
Pairing: Fuji Syusuke
Rating: NC-17, plain PWP
Requester: fye_d_wlowright, xxmaddy and My ex-Boyfriend / Kristofer ^^
Disclaimer: I don't own it, all is to Takeshi Konomi (whom is a genius). I make no money whatsoever by writing this!
---
The one thing Echizen Ryoma hated more than waking up early (often to early for his own liking) was taking the subway.
Now it just happened that Seigaku tennis club were taking a trip to Shiba to visit Rokkaku tennis club for a friendship match.
Which meant one thing (since he had really missed the bus, deliberately), yup taking the subway for a bit, then switch to a bus once more.
‘Train now arriving from Akihabara, going from Tokyo to, Shihagara, keep your eyes on the children and mind your step.’ the speakers announced cheerily, Ryoma heaved a heavy sigh.
Once again he was shoved into a metal cart, he soon got stuck by a window space near the other doors, packed in to the likes of sardines in a can.
Why did Shiba have to lie so far off, next time he would miss the team bus it would be a lot easier to trick his dad into driving him.
Ryoma adjusted the strap of his bag, golden eyes watching the scenery pass by, then suddenly, what was that? A slight brush to his right thigh, perhaps it was just a mistake, the cart was after all packed to the limit.
Then again, perhaps not, the brush was soon back, being more of a gentle caress, traveling from his thigh to his bottom.
This was surely something he thought only happened to girls, maybe whoever it was that the hand belonged to was blind or mistook him for a girl.
“Be good and keep quiet.” A soft, silky voice murmured warmly into his ear, a voice that was rather familiar to him.
“Fuji-sempai..” Ryoma mumbled, glancing over his shoulder he was met with a familiar, gentle smile and for them moment open, entrancing blue eyes of the tensai Fuji Syusuke.
“Hush.” Fuji purred lowly, easily slipping into the freshman’s red shorts, fingers teasing the soft organ inside, making it rise and harden.
Ryoma felt heat rise to his cheeks, gasping softly he closed his eyes hard and sealed his lips tightly shut, hoping he would be able to keep silent.
“I’ve wanted this for so long..” Fuji’s voice calmed the green haired boy, even if they at the same time made him nervous, he jerked slightly as a wet finger found it’s way up inside his warm cavern.
The freshman shuddered lightly, “Sorry if it hurts, I’ll make it better..” he opened his eyes to those words, staring at his reflection in the window, glancing back to let his eyes meet with Fuji’s.
He could then clearly hear the slip of cloth, holding his breath as he felt the others own heated breathing over his neck and a different heat pressing inside of him slowly.
“Sempai..” Ryoma whimpered lowly, feeling the gentle but deep slide of the brunette’s cock slide in and out of him.
Fuji’s lips gently traced his neck, to his ear and nibbled on it, reaching around them to softly wrap fingers round the younger boy’s cock, stroking him in time with their fucking.
In a matter of few short stops the two finished in glorious pleasure, Ryoma was glad no one seemed to have noticed them, either that or no one actually cared what they had done.
Fuji was more pleased over having nailing the freshman’s ass before Tezuka had a chance at it.
THE END