Up Close [R; Mukahi/Oshitari]
Title: Up Close
Author: worblehat
Genre: Prince of Tennis
Pairing: Mukahi/Oshitari
Rating: R
Disclaimer: All rights are Konomi's here.
Summary: Even Gakuto's acrobatics have a weak point.
Word Count: 509
On the courts, Gakuto moves a lot. He bounces and soars through the air. Even Kikumaru from Seigaku seems to have problems keeping up with him in competition. Gakuto's acrobatics have always been a point of pride with him, taking a few years to perfect to an impressive point. Being Yuushi's doubles partner helps; Yuushi doesn't mind working through his new moves, staying late to practice until Gakuto finally smiles in triumph as he adds a new tennis weapon to his list.
And it's all right, when they're on the courts and people are around. It's okay when they're a team and when Yuushi isn't saying his name like that or when his eyes aren't skating over almost every inch of his body. Gakuto loves being looked at; he sometimes teases Yuushi about being too possessive when really, he couldn't care less. He likes being Yuushi's.
But every time those eyes catch his, Gakuto's limbs stiffen, his mouth going dry. Yuushi seems to think it's cute and Gakuto wishes he could think so too. No matter what they do or how many times they do it, he can't help the blush that spreads over his cheeks when Yuushi kisses him, touches him, claims him completely with his own body. Sometimes Yuushi helps him, urging his legs to wrap around or spread further or just to lie still so he can slip inside without hurting Gakuto; mostly he strokes the soft skin, calming it with his fingers. Gakuto's tried to tell him that all that does is give him chills, but he keeps forgetting - because after that comes Yuushi's tongue, pressed hard at his throat before retracting, replaced by lips that tease and suck until Gakuto's neck is a bright, noticeable blue. Yuushi's hands move to Gakuto's cock, stroking, intent, and that's when Gakuto tries to move, to thrust into the willing curl of fingers. Yuushi says his name - Yuushi says a lot of things during this time, most of which make Gakuto's body yearn. His body barely moves, even if Yuushi shifts. Yuushi almost always tops, preferring to push his cock inside Gakuto's tight entrance while watching his face. It hurts, but Gakuto's face remains somewhat impassive, still too mesmerised by Yuushi's eyes, which are never hidden behind glasses when they're together like this.
Yuushi takes his time when they fuck, drawing out each thrust, letting out low, lustful moans as Gakuto's body adjusts to him. He's usually gentle, but Gakuto isn't sure if it's on purpose.
He feels every thrust, with closed eyes and open ones. He tries to touch Yuushi's skin, Yuushi's chest, Yuushi's hair - but he almost never can except the few times Yuushi reaches for his hand, bringing it up gently against his face, biting into the pale palm when he comes, spilling inside Gakuto.
On the courts, things are easier - Gakuto can move and spread around the court in a few seconds. But, he thinks, not all challenges are bad.
Not when it's Yuushi.
Author: worblehat
Genre: Prince of Tennis
Pairing: Mukahi/Oshitari
Rating: R
Disclaimer: All rights are Konomi's here.
Summary: Even Gakuto's acrobatics have a weak point.
Word Count: 509
On the courts, Gakuto moves a lot. He bounces and soars through the air. Even Kikumaru from Seigaku seems to have problems keeping up with him in competition. Gakuto's acrobatics have always been a point of pride with him, taking a few years to perfect to an impressive point. Being Yuushi's doubles partner helps; Yuushi doesn't mind working through his new moves, staying late to practice until Gakuto finally smiles in triumph as he adds a new tennis weapon to his list.
And it's all right, when they're on the courts and people are around. It's okay when they're a team and when Yuushi isn't saying his name like that or when his eyes aren't skating over almost every inch of his body. Gakuto loves being looked at; he sometimes teases Yuushi about being too possessive when really, he couldn't care less. He likes being Yuushi's.
But every time those eyes catch his, Gakuto's limbs stiffen, his mouth going dry. Yuushi seems to think it's cute and Gakuto wishes he could think so too. No matter what they do or how many times they do it, he can't help the blush that spreads over his cheeks when Yuushi kisses him, touches him, claims him completely with his own body. Sometimes Yuushi helps him, urging his legs to wrap around or spread further or just to lie still so he can slip inside without hurting Gakuto; mostly he strokes the soft skin, calming it with his fingers. Gakuto's tried to tell him that all that does is give him chills, but he keeps forgetting - because after that comes Yuushi's tongue, pressed hard at his throat before retracting, replaced by lips that tease and suck until Gakuto's neck is a bright, noticeable blue. Yuushi's hands move to Gakuto's cock, stroking, intent, and that's when Gakuto tries to move, to thrust into the willing curl of fingers. Yuushi says his name - Yuushi says a lot of things during this time, most of which make Gakuto's body yearn. His body barely moves, even if Yuushi shifts. Yuushi almost always tops, preferring to push his cock inside Gakuto's tight entrance while watching his face. It hurts, but Gakuto's face remains somewhat impassive, still too mesmerised by Yuushi's eyes, which are never hidden behind glasses when they're together like this.
Yuushi takes his time when they fuck, drawing out each thrust, letting out low, lustful moans as Gakuto's body adjusts to him. He's usually gentle, but Gakuto isn't sure if it's on purpose.
He feels every thrust, with closed eyes and open ones. He tries to touch Yuushi's skin, Yuushi's chest, Yuushi's hair - but he almost never can except the few times Yuushi reaches for his hand, bringing it up gently against his face, biting into the pale palm when he comes, spilling inside Gakuto.
On the courts, things are easier - Gakuto can move and spread around the court in a few seconds. But, he thinks, not all challenges are bad.
Not when it's Yuushi.