2nd in uke Sana series
>.< I found out I offically suck at writing Alphapair...this took me way to long >.<; Anyway, this was requested by daily_ruse So I hope I haven't disapointed.
Title: Look After Me
Pairing: Alphapair (YukiSana)
Rating: Nc-17
Warnings: None really. Just lots of fluff at the end XD
Other fics KiriSana
Crossposted, so sorry for spamming inboxs
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Yukimura smiled softly to himself as he walked up to an old, traditional looking house. Sanada hadn’t been in school for a few days. The normally fit and well vice-captain had come down with a very bad fever. It must be bad to keep Sanada in bed and away from tennis. The boy had showed up wrapped in bandages after a run-in with a car, determined to practise. Yukimura forbade it, sending him home immediately. Sometimes, Sanada really did need to know when to give up.
Approaching the door, he knocked once, before letting himself in. He was often over at Sanada’s house, so he didn’t feel odd at all letting himself in. He often did. “Sanada?”
Yukimura heard a faint coughing sound. Chuckling, he walked over to Sanada’s bedroom, letting himself in. “How are you feeling?” He asked, closing the door behind him. “I have your school work.” Yukimura settled it on the nearby desk, before sitting down on Sanada’s futon, next to the other boy.
“I’m ok.” Sanada’s voice was strained. His face was flushed, and he was sweating a lot. “Better than yesterday.” That was true, when Yukimura came yesterday, Sanada couldn’t even speak. Yukimura watched as Sanada struggled to sit up.
“It’s ok. You don’t have to strain yourself.” Yukimura placed a hand on Sanada’s chest, going to push him back to lay down, but Sanada glared weakly.
”I need a drink.”
“I’ll get it. Wait here.” Yukimura stood up and went to the kitchen, getting Sanada a glass of water, before returning to the other boy’s room. Sanada reached his hand up, trying to take the glass, but his hands were shaking. Yukimura smiled, sitting back down, and placing the glass at Sanada’s lips.
Sanada blushed fiercely, feeling very stupid and weak, but drank anyway, Yukimura tipping the glass for him. “Thanks Yukimura.” Sanada felt himself fall back down onto his futon. Sitting up was too hard at the moment. “You can go home. Don’t feel you have to stay for my sake.”
Yukimura smiled. “It’s ok. Besides, you stayed by my side for hours on end when I was sick. It made me feel a lot better. I want to…return the favour. Besides, we can watch dvds together.”
Sanada smiled weakly. While he’d never admit it, he had been glad that Yukimura had visited him. “Sure. Feel free to rummage through them all. You know it’s mostly anime though, right?”
”Yeah.” Yukimura chuckled. Sanada was a huge anime nerd, something Yanagi refused to believe at first, when Yukimura told him. Only when he saw the extent of Sanada’s collection did he agree. Sanada certainly didn’t appear the type to be interested in that, but then, Sanada was the type to hide a lot of things about himself. Even now, after 3 years, Yukimura was still discovering more things about his friend. Like that his favourite fruit was strawberries, and that he also loved sweets almost as much as Marui. He stared at the DVDs for a while, but just as he decided that they might as well finish Tactics, he heard a small sigh. Turning around, he saw Sanada had fallen asleep, his breathing slightly heavy, but that was probably due to his sickness.
Yukimura watched his chest rising and falling. His face was still flushed, and his mouth was slightly open. The captain felt familiar warmth spread throughout his body. Sanada looked utterly molestable right now. Well, Yukimura always though that was true, but even more so now. With his body laid open, and knowing Sanada was weak from sickness, the fleeting thought of laying down next to him, and teasing him until he was gasping and begging doing nothing to cool his temperature. Yukimura knew he should leave before he did something he’d regret…but the thought of being able to watch Sanada was compelling. Just as he made up his mind to leave he heard something.
”Yukimura…” Sanada moaned quietly in his sleep.
Yukimura froze. Hearing his name slip from those lips like that made him shudder. Yukimura stood there awkwardly, fighting the urge to slip his hand into his trousers and deal with his now aching hard on.
”Yukimura…mmm…” Sanada’s hands clutched at his sheets slightly, head tilting. “Mmm…ah…Yukimura…”
Yukimura moaned himself. He closed his eyes, debating with himself for a moment, before sighing. He looked back down at Sanada. “I’m sorry.” And he found himself moving to lay down next to Sanada, his hands slipping under the sheets, delighted to discover Sanada was shirtless, before moving around, stroking all over the toned torso. His mouth moved to Sanada’s ear, nibbling softly. Sanada moaned again in his sleep, making Yukimura shudder. “I’m sorry.” He murmured again, shifting so he was straddling Sanada, pushing the sheet aside.
He looked down again. In the back of his mind, he knew doing this while Sanada was asleep was wrong on so many levels, but he couldn’t’ resist. Leaning down, he attached his mouth to a nipple, suckling softy.
“Ohh!” Sanada arched. “Yukimura!”
Yukimura pulled back again, staring at Sanada. His eyes were still closed, and a whimper left his lips.
“Don’t leave me! Yukimura…please don’t leave me…”
Yukimura smirked, leaning back down. “Don’t worry. I’m not going to leave you. In fact, I’m going to take you.”
Sanada’s eyes shot open suddenly. Yukimura was taken aback, and quickly got off Sanada. Sanada looked concerned. “Umm…” He wasn’t sure what he said when he was asleep.
Yukimura stuttered. “I-it’s not what it looks like!”
Sanada looked confused. “What?” He looked down, noticing the cover had been pushed aside. He also noticed one nipple was slightly bruised. “Yukimura?”
Yukimura stood there looking like a deer in headlights. “I…I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…it was impulse, I-I-I…” Shit! I knew I shouldn’t have done that. Now he’s going to hate me!
Sanada blinked. “Yukimura…why did you…do that?”
Yukimura flinched. “Because…because I wanted to.” He saw no point in lying. “I’m sorry.”
Sanada smiled softy. “Do you…like me?” His voice was unsure, and he looked down, embarrassed.
“Yes.” Yukimura said quietly.
“I like you too.” Sanada looked up shyly.
Yukimura blinked. He was sure Sanada would yell, or freak out. He looked over at Sanada, who coughed again weakly, but looked up and smiled. Yukimura found himself smiling, moving back to sit over Sanada again. “I’m glad.” He moved his mouth to Sanada’s neck, but found Sanada weakly bringing his hands up to his own shoulders.
“W-wait. I’m sick…you’ll get ill too…”
Yukimura smiled softly, removing Sanada’s hands. “I’ll be alright.”
Sanada looked down. “But…I haven’t showered in three days! I’m sweaty, and I stink.”
Yukimura grinned, chuckling slightly. “But I like the taste of your sweat.” He ran his tongue over Sanada’s neck, making Sanada whimper slightly. His hands came to dance around Sanada’s chest again, lightly teasing a nipple, forcing a groan from Sanada’s lips.
“Yukimura…” Sanada felt dizzy. Yukimura’s hands still tracing paths over his chest and abdomen, making him arch up into the touch. He wanted to touch Yukimura back, but he was so weak from his fever, he could barely lift his arms to wrap around his captains back.
Yukimura moaned as he moved back up, looking down on Sanada. Sanada was stretched out slightly, his chest heaving, hair messy and breath uneven. He looked totally fuckable. Yukimura licked his lips. “Oh yes, you look amazing like this.” He leaned down; kissing Sanada fiercely, moving his hands to the sweatpants Sanada was wearing, tearing at them desperately. Right now he needed this.
Sanada made weak noises of protest as Yukimura tore his sweatpants off, along with his boxers. He flushed, moving his legs up slightly, trying to hide himself.
That won’t do. Yukimura placed his hands on Sanada’s knees, pulling his legs down and apart slightly. “Don’t hide yourself.” He reached a hand down, stroking Sanada’s half-hard member, making Sanada mewl. Yukimura continued his ministrations, watching Sanada arch upwards slightly, gasping out and leaning his head back. Yukimura couldn’t resist it anymore. Shifting his weight, he settled himself between Sanada’s legs, placing his hands on the other teen’s hips to prevent his movement. He ran his tongue up the length once, experimentally, before taking it into his mouth.
Sanada cried out in surprise. He instinctively tried to buck up, but Yukimura’s hands kept his hips pinned to his futon. He could only lie there and gasp as Yukimura moved up and down, teasing him with tongue and altering his speed. “Yukimura…ergh…” he could feel his head spinning, and he felt as though he’d faint. He felt so hot. When Yukimura gave a little hum, his world went black as he cried out loudly.
Yukimura moved back up, swallowing all that Sanada had given him. It didn’t taste foul at all, which surprised Yukimura slightly. He looked down at Sanada. His eyes were unfocused and his breath was coming in choked gasps. Yukimura licked his lips again. He’d satisfied Sanada. Now he wanted to satisfy himself. He quickly removed his own clothes, shifting Sanada’s legs wider.
Sanada found himself becoming alert again. He could feel Yukimura pressing fingers against him, and he tried to pull away, but Yukimura caught him. He whimpered, scared. He’d heard it hurt girls a lot when it happened to them.
Yukimura could feel the tension in Sanada’s body, and see the fear in his eyes. He smiled reassuringly. “Try to relax. I promise, I won’t hurt you.” He pulled a tube out of his discarded trousers, coating his fingers. Never hurts to be prepared for any occasion. “Relax.” He repeated, as he pressed against Sanada’s opening, gently teasing a finger in.
Sanada gave a surprised cry when Yukimura pushed a finger in. It felt odd and uncomfortable, but it didn’t hurt. He found himself beginning to relax slightly as Yukimura started a slow pulsing, gently teasing his body until he was relaxed enough to take a second finger, then a third.
Yukimura waited until Sanada was sighing gently, before slipping his fingers out, quickly coating his own aching erection. Despite his eagerness, he pushed in slowly, but firmly.
Sanada flinched. It hurt. “Yukimura…wait.”
Yukimura ignored him, pushing in more. Sanada cried out, hands coming to push on Yukimura’s shoulders. “W-wait! Please…Yukimura, it hurts!”
Yukimura paused, looking at Sanada. He had tears in his eyes. Yukimura leaned forward, kissing his cheek. “Hush…relax. It’ll hurt a bit, but it’ll get better. I promise.” Sanada looked up at him. For a second, he looked unconvinced, but then he nodded slightly. Yukimura smiled sweetly, taking his time, and rubbing Sanada’s hips as he moved. When he was fully in, he waited.
Sanada squirmed. He could feel Yukimura inside him. It was an odd feeling. Forcing himself to slow his harsh breathing, he found his body slowly relaxing against the intrusion. He nodded meekly to Yukimura. He felt his captain pull almost all the way out, only to push back in firmly. It still felt odd.
Yukimura panted. Sanada was tight. Shifting himself slightly, he was delighted when he heard Sanada give a sharp cry, tossing his head back again. That’s what I wanted to find. “Does it feel better now?”
“Y-yes. I-I-Yukimura-ergh.” Sanada couldn’t think straight. His whole body was hypersensitive. Pleasure crashed through him in waves. “ F-faster…” Sanada felt his legs moving to lock around Yukimura’s hips, as he started rocking up to meet Yukimura. It feels good. “Ngh…more…”
Yukimura nodded, complying with Sanada’s request. He reached down to grab Sanada’s hips, giving himself greater stability as he increased the pace. His own eyes rolled back as he drowned in the feeling of Sanada’s heat around him. It was so much better than he had ever imagined it would be.
Under him, Sanada cried out loudly. He wanted to touch Yukimura, to kiss him, but he was so weak he couldn’t. Breathless, he wrapped his arms around Yukimura once more. Holding as tightly as he could. He needed to hold something, or he was afraid he’d lose his senses completely.
Yukimura panted loudly, revelling in the sensations. Too long, he waited too long to feel this. He looked down at Sanada’s flushed face, hearing his needy moans, and feeling his weak grip. This was heaven.
“Seiichi…Seiichi…” Sanada gasped and groaned, his body trembling and convoulsing. "I'm gonna...ngh~! Seiichi!!" Sanada's grip tightened as he came, body seizing.
Hearing Sanada call him by his first name, and feeling his body tighten around him was too much. "Genchiriou!" he gasped as he stopped moving, ringing himself out. He rode it out, before pulling himself out, falling panting over Sanada. He lay there for a while, breath slowly returning to normal. He cast a glance at Sanada; he was panting hard, looking slightly spaced out. Yukimura smiled softly. "Sorry...you probably feel even hotter now."
Sanada shook his head weakly. "I-it's ok...I...I'm alright..." his eyes fluttered closed, and he moved closer to Yukimura. "Mmm...just tired..."
Yukimura chuckled softly, pulling Sanada too him. "Me too." He sighed, closing his own eyes. I'm glad I came over again today...I think...life just got that little bit brighter...he chuckled again. "I love you." he breathed quietly, before settling down to sleep.
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*is shot* I know, I made Sanada a total innocent uke. xD
Remeber comments are love ^^ And also, if theres a pairing you want, with an uke Sana, let me know, and I'll do my best...
Title: Look After Me
Pairing: Alphapair (YukiSana)
Rating: Nc-17
Warnings: None really. Just lots of fluff at the end XD
Other fics KiriSana
Crossposted, so sorry for spamming inboxs
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Yukimura smiled softly to himself as he walked up to an old, traditional looking house. Sanada hadn’t been in school for a few days. The normally fit and well vice-captain had come down with a very bad fever. It must be bad to keep Sanada in bed and away from tennis. The boy had showed up wrapped in bandages after a run-in with a car, determined to practise. Yukimura forbade it, sending him home immediately. Sometimes, Sanada really did need to know when to give up.
Approaching the door, he knocked once, before letting himself in. He was often over at Sanada’s house, so he didn’t feel odd at all letting himself in. He often did. “Sanada?”
Yukimura heard a faint coughing sound. Chuckling, he walked over to Sanada’s bedroom, letting himself in. “How are you feeling?” He asked, closing the door behind him. “I have your school work.” Yukimura settled it on the nearby desk, before sitting down on Sanada’s futon, next to the other boy.
“I’m ok.” Sanada’s voice was strained. His face was flushed, and he was sweating a lot. “Better than yesterday.” That was true, when Yukimura came yesterday, Sanada couldn’t even speak. Yukimura watched as Sanada struggled to sit up.
“It’s ok. You don’t have to strain yourself.” Yukimura placed a hand on Sanada’s chest, going to push him back to lay down, but Sanada glared weakly.
”I need a drink.”
“I’ll get it. Wait here.” Yukimura stood up and went to the kitchen, getting Sanada a glass of water, before returning to the other boy’s room. Sanada reached his hand up, trying to take the glass, but his hands were shaking. Yukimura smiled, sitting back down, and placing the glass at Sanada’s lips.
Sanada blushed fiercely, feeling very stupid and weak, but drank anyway, Yukimura tipping the glass for him. “Thanks Yukimura.” Sanada felt himself fall back down onto his futon. Sitting up was too hard at the moment. “You can go home. Don’t feel you have to stay for my sake.”
Yukimura smiled. “It’s ok. Besides, you stayed by my side for hours on end when I was sick. It made me feel a lot better. I want to…return the favour. Besides, we can watch dvds together.”
Sanada smiled weakly. While he’d never admit it, he had been glad that Yukimura had visited him. “Sure. Feel free to rummage through them all. You know it’s mostly anime though, right?”
”Yeah.” Yukimura chuckled. Sanada was a huge anime nerd, something Yanagi refused to believe at first, when Yukimura told him. Only when he saw the extent of Sanada’s collection did he agree. Sanada certainly didn’t appear the type to be interested in that, but then, Sanada was the type to hide a lot of things about himself. Even now, after 3 years, Yukimura was still discovering more things about his friend. Like that his favourite fruit was strawberries, and that he also loved sweets almost as much as Marui. He stared at the DVDs for a while, but just as he decided that they might as well finish Tactics, he heard a small sigh. Turning around, he saw Sanada had fallen asleep, his breathing slightly heavy, but that was probably due to his sickness.
Yukimura watched his chest rising and falling. His face was still flushed, and his mouth was slightly open. The captain felt familiar warmth spread throughout his body. Sanada looked utterly molestable right now. Well, Yukimura always though that was true, but even more so now. With his body laid open, and knowing Sanada was weak from sickness, the fleeting thought of laying down next to him, and teasing him until he was gasping and begging doing nothing to cool his temperature. Yukimura knew he should leave before he did something he’d regret…but the thought of being able to watch Sanada was compelling. Just as he made up his mind to leave he heard something.
”Yukimura…” Sanada moaned quietly in his sleep.
Yukimura froze. Hearing his name slip from those lips like that made him shudder. Yukimura stood there awkwardly, fighting the urge to slip his hand into his trousers and deal with his now aching hard on.
”Yukimura…mmm…” Sanada’s hands clutched at his sheets slightly, head tilting. “Mmm…ah…Yukimura…”
Yukimura moaned himself. He closed his eyes, debating with himself for a moment, before sighing. He looked back down at Sanada. “I’m sorry.” And he found himself moving to lay down next to Sanada, his hands slipping under the sheets, delighted to discover Sanada was shirtless, before moving around, stroking all over the toned torso. His mouth moved to Sanada’s ear, nibbling softly. Sanada moaned again in his sleep, making Yukimura shudder. “I’m sorry.” He murmured again, shifting so he was straddling Sanada, pushing the sheet aside.
He looked down again. In the back of his mind, he knew doing this while Sanada was asleep was wrong on so many levels, but he couldn’t’ resist. Leaning down, he attached his mouth to a nipple, suckling softy.
“Ohh!” Sanada arched. “Yukimura!”
Yukimura pulled back again, staring at Sanada. His eyes were still closed, and a whimper left his lips.
“Don’t leave me! Yukimura…please don’t leave me…”
Yukimura smirked, leaning back down. “Don’t worry. I’m not going to leave you. In fact, I’m going to take you.”
Sanada’s eyes shot open suddenly. Yukimura was taken aback, and quickly got off Sanada. Sanada looked concerned. “Umm…” He wasn’t sure what he said when he was asleep.
Yukimura stuttered. “I-it’s not what it looks like!”
Sanada looked confused. “What?” He looked down, noticing the cover had been pushed aside. He also noticed one nipple was slightly bruised. “Yukimura?”
Yukimura stood there looking like a deer in headlights. “I…I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…it was impulse, I-I-I…” Shit! I knew I shouldn’t have done that. Now he’s going to hate me!
Sanada blinked. “Yukimura…why did you…do that?”
Yukimura flinched. “Because…because I wanted to.” He saw no point in lying. “I’m sorry.”
Sanada smiled softy. “Do you…like me?” His voice was unsure, and he looked down, embarrassed.
“Yes.” Yukimura said quietly.
“I like you too.” Sanada looked up shyly.
Yukimura blinked. He was sure Sanada would yell, or freak out. He looked over at Sanada, who coughed again weakly, but looked up and smiled. Yukimura found himself smiling, moving back to sit over Sanada again. “I’m glad.” He moved his mouth to Sanada’s neck, but found Sanada weakly bringing his hands up to his own shoulders.
“W-wait. I’m sick…you’ll get ill too…”
Yukimura smiled softly, removing Sanada’s hands. “I’ll be alright.”
Sanada looked down. “But…I haven’t showered in three days! I’m sweaty, and I stink.”
Yukimura grinned, chuckling slightly. “But I like the taste of your sweat.” He ran his tongue over Sanada’s neck, making Sanada whimper slightly. His hands came to dance around Sanada’s chest again, lightly teasing a nipple, forcing a groan from Sanada’s lips.
“Yukimura…” Sanada felt dizzy. Yukimura’s hands still tracing paths over his chest and abdomen, making him arch up into the touch. He wanted to touch Yukimura back, but he was so weak from his fever, he could barely lift his arms to wrap around his captains back.
Yukimura moaned as he moved back up, looking down on Sanada. Sanada was stretched out slightly, his chest heaving, hair messy and breath uneven. He looked totally fuckable. Yukimura licked his lips. “Oh yes, you look amazing like this.” He leaned down; kissing Sanada fiercely, moving his hands to the sweatpants Sanada was wearing, tearing at them desperately. Right now he needed this.
Sanada made weak noises of protest as Yukimura tore his sweatpants off, along with his boxers. He flushed, moving his legs up slightly, trying to hide himself.
That won’t do. Yukimura placed his hands on Sanada’s knees, pulling his legs down and apart slightly. “Don’t hide yourself.” He reached a hand down, stroking Sanada’s half-hard member, making Sanada mewl. Yukimura continued his ministrations, watching Sanada arch upwards slightly, gasping out and leaning his head back. Yukimura couldn’t resist it anymore. Shifting his weight, he settled himself between Sanada’s legs, placing his hands on the other teen’s hips to prevent his movement. He ran his tongue up the length once, experimentally, before taking it into his mouth.
Sanada cried out in surprise. He instinctively tried to buck up, but Yukimura’s hands kept his hips pinned to his futon. He could only lie there and gasp as Yukimura moved up and down, teasing him with tongue and altering his speed. “Yukimura…ergh…” he could feel his head spinning, and he felt as though he’d faint. He felt so hot. When Yukimura gave a little hum, his world went black as he cried out loudly.
Yukimura moved back up, swallowing all that Sanada had given him. It didn’t taste foul at all, which surprised Yukimura slightly. He looked down at Sanada. His eyes were unfocused and his breath was coming in choked gasps. Yukimura licked his lips again. He’d satisfied Sanada. Now he wanted to satisfy himself. He quickly removed his own clothes, shifting Sanada’s legs wider.
Sanada found himself becoming alert again. He could feel Yukimura pressing fingers against him, and he tried to pull away, but Yukimura caught him. He whimpered, scared. He’d heard it hurt girls a lot when it happened to them.
Yukimura could feel the tension in Sanada’s body, and see the fear in his eyes. He smiled reassuringly. “Try to relax. I promise, I won’t hurt you.” He pulled a tube out of his discarded trousers, coating his fingers. Never hurts to be prepared for any occasion. “Relax.” He repeated, as he pressed against Sanada’s opening, gently teasing a finger in.
Sanada gave a surprised cry when Yukimura pushed a finger in. It felt odd and uncomfortable, but it didn’t hurt. He found himself beginning to relax slightly as Yukimura started a slow pulsing, gently teasing his body until he was relaxed enough to take a second finger, then a third.
Yukimura waited until Sanada was sighing gently, before slipping his fingers out, quickly coating his own aching erection. Despite his eagerness, he pushed in slowly, but firmly.
Sanada flinched. It hurt. “Yukimura…wait.”
Yukimura ignored him, pushing in more. Sanada cried out, hands coming to push on Yukimura’s shoulders. “W-wait! Please…Yukimura, it hurts!”
Yukimura paused, looking at Sanada. He had tears in his eyes. Yukimura leaned forward, kissing his cheek. “Hush…relax. It’ll hurt a bit, but it’ll get better. I promise.” Sanada looked up at him. For a second, he looked unconvinced, but then he nodded slightly. Yukimura smiled sweetly, taking his time, and rubbing Sanada’s hips as he moved. When he was fully in, he waited.
Sanada squirmed. He could feel Yukimura inside him. It was an odd feeling. Forcing himself to slow his harsh breathing, he found his body slowly relaxing against the intrusion. He nodded meekly to Yukimura. He felt his captain pull almost all the way out, only to push back in firmly. It still felt odd.
Yukimura panted. Sanada was tight. Shifting himself slightly, he was delighted when he heard Sanada give a sharp cry, tossing his head back again. That’s what I wanted to find. “Does it feel better now?”
“Y-yes. I-I-Yukimura-ergh.” Sanada couldn’t think straight. His whole body was hypersensitive. Pleasure crashed through him in waves. “ F-faster…” Sanada felt his legs moving to lock around Yukimura’s hips, as he started rocking up to meet Yukimura. It feels good. “Ngh…more…”
Yukimura nodded, complying with Sanada’s request. He reached down to grab Sanada’s hips, giving himself greater stability as he increased the pace. His own eyes rolled back as he drowned in the feeling of Sanada’s heat around him. It was so much better than he had ever imagined it would be.
Under him, Sanada cried out loudly. He wanted to touch Yukimura, to kiss him, but he was so weak he couldn’t. Breathless, he wrapped his arms around Yukimura once more. Holding as tightly as he could. He needed to hold something, or he was afraid he’d lose his senses completely.
Yukimura panted loudly, revelling in the sensations. Too long, he waited too long to feel this. He looked down at Sanada’s flushed face, hearing his needy moans, and feeling his weak grip. This was heaven.
“Seiichi…Seiichi…” Sanada gasped and groaned, his body trembling and convoulsing. "I'm gonna...ngh~! Seiichi!!" Sanada's grip tightened as he came, body seizing.
Hearing Sanada call him by his first name, and feeling his body tighten around him was too much. "Genchiriou!" he gasped as he stopped moving, ringing himself out. He rode it out, before pulling himself out, falling panting over Sanada. He lay there for a while, breath slowly returning to normal. He cast a glance at Sanada; he was panting hard, looking slightly spaced out. Yukimura smiled softly. "Sorry...you probably feel even hotter now."
Sanada shook his head weakly. "I-it's ok...I...I'm alright..." his eyes fluttered closed, and he moved closer to Yukimura. "Mmm...just tired..."
Yukimura chuckled softly, pulling Sanada too him. "Me too." He sighed, closing his own eyes. I'm glad I came over again today...I think...life just got that little bit brighter...he chuckled again. "I love you." he breathed quietly, before settling down to sleep.
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*is shot* I know, I made Sanada a total innocent uke. xD
Remeber comments are love ^^ And also, if theres a pairing you want, with an uke Sana, let me know, and I'll do my best...