Shower Seduction
Written for fic_promptly on DW.
Prompt: Prince of Tennis, Yukimura/Fuji, One of them walking in the room when the other one is jerking off.
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis or any of its characters.
Shower Seduction
Yukimura cocked his head to the side, listening closely. Rikkaidai and Seigaku had just finished having a practice match on Rikkai’s courts, and he had thought that he was the last one left. He walked past the lockers towards the showers. He could hear the sound of a shower running and frowned. Kirihara probably forgot to turn off the shower he was using or Niou was just too lazy to turn his off again. He stepped into the shower room and froze.
Fuji Syuusuke was standing under the running shower, head thrown back and mouth open in a moan, with water pouring over his body. The tensai gasped as he ran his hand over his pulsing organ. Lost in his own pleasure, he failed to notice Yukimura’s entrance.
Yukimura swallowed hard, finding his mouth suddenly dry. His eyes roamed down the other’s body, burning the image into his memory. As he watched, Fuji grabbed the shower head with his free hand as the other slipped further down between his legs. When Yukimura saw two fingers disappear into the brunette’s body, he had to take a deep breath to keep himself in control. That control then completely snapped as he heard a whimper escape from the boy’s mouth.
“Saa…I didn’t expect to find Seigaku’s famed tensai here and in such a situation.”
Fuji’s eyes snapped open and immediately searched out for the one who called out to him.
Rikkai’s captain breath caught in his throat as Fuji’s eyes locked with his own. Those cerulean eyes were darkened with lust and a hint of fear flashed through them at being caught in such a vulnerable state. Yukimura smirked, enjoying the full body tremor that his gaze caused on the slightly smaller boy. He stalked towards the occupied shower, slowly stripping off his clothes along the way. “Well now, as Rikkaidai’s captain, I can hardly allow a rival team’s player to remain on our territory after everyone else has left. That’s just asking for trouble. Of course, I simply can’t let you leave without some sort of punishment, now can I?”
By this time, Fuji had removed his hands from his body and was backed against the cool tiled wall of the showers. “Yukimura.” His eyes flicked over to the exit before sliding closed. “I thought you already took a shower.”
The blue-haired boy chuckled. “I did, but I don’t mind having another one. After all, it seems that I won’t be taking this one alone.” He ducked beneath the fall of water and placed his hands on either side of the tensai’s head, trapping his prey. Yukimura leaned in close, invading Fuji’s personal space. “Now Fuji, you can make this difficult or easy. Your choice.”
Fuji’s eyes opened once again, but this time it was to glare at the taller boy. “Don’t think that you can intimidate me into doing whatever you wish. Unlike your teammates, I don’t obey your every word like an obedient puppy.”
“Maybe not.” Yukimura’s smirk darkened. “But that doesn’t mean that I can’t make you my bitch.” With that said, he smashed his lips against the tensai’s, forcing the other’s mouth open and completely dominating the fierce kiss.
Fuji growled deep in his throat and ripped his mouth away from the captain’s. Raising his arms, he attempted to shove the other boy away from him.
Yukimura quickly grabbed the smaller boy’s wrists in one hand and pinned them against the wall over their heads. “Now, now. There’s no need for that. Just relax and let me take the lead.” As he lowered his head to lap at Fuji’s neck, Yukimura missed the triumphant glint that flashed in the other’s eyes.
Fuji moaned as he felt teeth bite into his neck at the same time Yukimura slid into his body. He mewled and cried out at the fast pace the Rikkai player set up. Yukimura had wrapped an arm around his waist and had lifted his body up until his feet just barely remained on the floor.
Yukimura continued to pound into the tensai, enjoying the sounds he was causing the other boy to make. He quickly brought Fuji to climax before gaining his own. When the lust that was coursing through his body finally faded, he stepped back and allowed Fuji to slide to the floor. “I’ll be leaving in thirty minutes. If you’re still in my territory, then I’ll have to continue the punishment at my place.”
Fuji watched as Yukimura stalked out into the locker room and smirked. Just because his mission was accomplished did not mean that it had to end just yet.