Prince Of Tennis Fan Fiction ❯ Pet ❯ Chapter 1

"Pet"

By Andrea Readwolf <andrea_readwolf @hotmail.com>

Chapter: 1/1

Rating: R

Pairings: Fuji x Echizen

Genre: BDSM references, Smut, yaoi

Warnings: Underage characters in homosexual romantic and sexual situations of self-discovery. Characters are written in character according to author's interpretation.

Spoilers: none

Summary: Fuji makes a proposal to Echizen in the locker rooms.

Disclaimer: Tennis no Ohjisama, characters and settings are the property of Konomi Takeshi.

Date Started: May 26, 2004

Status: complete

Revised: June 10, 2004

Word Count: 685

"Pet" by Andrea Readwolf

Fuji watched him enter the locker room. Those cat-like eyes focused on him immediately before sliding away, to his own locker. He began to undress, unmindful of being watched--he hesitated at dropping his shorts, however, and Fuji smiled.

"You interested in knowing whether I'm a boxers or briefs guy, senpai?" the other asked cheekily, shooting Fuji a look from one corner of his eye.

"Maybe," he answered back, allowing just a sliver of his dark blue eyes to show. It was enough, he knew when he saw the shiver that ran up and down that pale flesh. Fuji pushed away from his perch in the shadows of a corner. He approached the younger boy unhurriedly, raising a hand to the boy's chest and *pushing* him against a locker, holding him there with just the weight of his palm.

Even though his chin was pointed down, golden cat-like eyes continued to watch him through green-tinged bangs. He said nothing, but there was a hint of a smile dancing in those eyes, teasing those lips.

Fuji dragged his hand lower against that young muscular chest, curling his fingers just enough so that his nails scraped an angry red trail in their wake. The boy didn't flinch, even if his breathing became faster, as if he couldn't keep enough air in his lungs.

"So, Ryoma-kun?" he purred, running his fingertips along the edge of the elastic waistband. "Which is it? Boxers? Or Briefs?"

"Mmn? Preferably?" the boy tilted his head back, grinning fully at all. "Commando." His hips thrust forward, allowing the fingertips to slip inside his shorts. "But briefs for practice."

"Indeed."

Since his fingers were already inside Ryoma's shorts, he allowed the rest of his hand to follow, cupping a smooth-skinned globe of ass.

"Does that satisfy you interests, senpai?" the younger boy quipped, rocking his ass back into Fuji's hand.

Fuji licked his lips. "Not by a long shot. Why, Ryoma-kun? Are you interested in satisfying my interests?"

"Mmm... maybe," the younger boy moaned, soft and breathy-like. "Tell me, senpai: what are *your* interests?"

Fuji nearly laughed with giddiness. Except--Fuji *didn't* laugh, and never with *giddiness*... But this boy... He *knew*... and that made Fuji very happy indeed.

"Mmm... did you know, Ryoma-kun: most people are surprised to find out, since we're only junior high students, that we're really into bondage," he breathed against the younger boy's face.

"Quite surprising," Ryoma agreed with the same degree mocking. And then those eyes slid-half shut to look up at Fuji from a layer of dark lashes. "Is that *all* that junior high students are interested in?"

"Oh, no, not at all...Would you like me to show you?"

"Mmm... yes, please... senpai."

"Does that mean you submit willingly?" Fuji hissed, barely restraining himself from fucking the boy right then and there.

Ryoma squirmed, anxious to have more than just one hand squeezing his ass. "Can't we work out the fine details, *later*, Fuji-senpai?" he moaned. "Like, *after* you've finished nailing my ass full of your cock?"

Fuji was grinning as his mouth slammed down over Ryoma's. Oh, this was going to be so much fun.... he thought as he finished undressing the boy and turned him around to rub his fully covered crotch against Ryoma's bare bottom.

"I'd be *really* happy to know you have something, senpai," Ryoma gasped. "Although, I'm not object to taking a soapy shower, I don't think I could walk that far at the moment."

Fuji chuckled. "Lucky for you, then," he answered, reaching into his pocket and pulling out the tube he'd flinched earlier that day.

"Oh, senpai was hoping to get lucky," Ryoma teased, rocking back into the older boy's crotch.

That assumption annoyed him. "There was no 'hoping'," he growled, shoving two fingers up the boy's tight little ass. "I was going to fuck you tonight whether you said yes or no, Ryoma-kun."

"Mmmn. That's nice to know," the dark-haired boy cried, arching his back. "'Cause I'd a been lying if I said 'no.'"

Fuji purred before sliding inside Ryoma's receptive body. "I know."

~Owarimasu?~

Don't know if I want to continue this one or not; but either way, I need to head off to work. Ja ne!