Prince Of Tennis Fan Fiction ❯ Touched - Rikkaidai - SanadaKirihara ❯ Chapter 11

Title: Touched

A Prince of Tennis Fanfiction
By Andrea Readwolf [andrea_readwolf @hotmail.com]
Chapter: 11/12

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Date Started: June/August 2005
Word Count: 986

 

 

~~~"Touched"~~~

 

 

Fingers teased his entrance a moment before Sanada pressed his thick cock against him.

 

He tired to remember all the things he had read, but the burning stretching his ass open seared the information from his mind, and he was left with the knowledge that he was incredibly, wonderfully *full*.....

 

And he wanted Sanada to *move*. Now.

 

"Relax, Akaya," the older teen told him breathily. "If you need or want me to stop, just tell me."

 

"Don't," Kirihara replied quickly. "Don't stop. I'm fine."

 

To emphasize his desire, Kirihara went to wrap his legs around Sanada's waist.... and choked with surprise, looking up to Sanada with large, sensation-glazed eyes.

 

"There?" Sanada asked, grinning a little as he cautiously flexed his hips. "Good?"

 

"Oh, fuck yes," Kirihara moaned in reply, eyes closing as his body arched and worked, searching for that sweet, sharp pleasure again. "No wonder Niou-sempai and Yagyuu-sempai are always wanting to do it."

 

"No, they're always wanting to do 'it' because they're perverted people," Sanada groaned.

 

Grinning, Kirihara licked a trickle of rain watered-sweat from Sanada's chin. "Does that make me perverted, too?" he asked, enjoying the way the other boy shivered against him. "'Cause I really like this, sempai. I like it a lot."

 

Sanada made another noncommittal noise as Kirihara let out a long guttural moan.

 

"So good. Better than I'd imagined. You feel so goo--"

 

A hot mouth sealing over his effectively silenced whatever else Kirihara might have said, and he let it. Sanada was, after all, a very talented kisser--among other things. The slow and steady rocking of their bodies felt better than great. Kirihara couldn't think of another moment when his body felt so deliciously high. Not even tennis had ever given a rush like the one coursing through his veins, and he knew--just knew--that when he came, it was going to be the absolute best feeling in the world.

 

And on that thought was another--when he came, Sanada would be coming inside him. Not just inside his mouth, but actually inside his body.

 

Kirihara wrenched his mouth away and began keening. "Oh my god, oh my god, more. More, sempai, don't stop. I--" And then he thought of something. "I--turn over. I want to try something," he said, pushing at Sanada's shoulders.

 

Surprised and more than a little confused, Sanada did as he was told, sitting up and then following Kirihara's gestures into lying on his back. And then Kirihara sat on him. It wasn't the first time they'd fooled around like this--not even the first time they were both naked and in this position--but this time it had a whole new meaning as Kirihara attempted to sit back on Sanada's cock.

 

He could feel Sanada watching him, and it made him feel more than a little nervous and foolish. "I--" he tried to explain, licking his dry and chapped lips. "I want--"

 

But Sanada knew what he wanted. Didn't his vice-captain always know what Kirihara wanted from him, whether it was an extra practice game or a quick blow job in the locker room showers?

 

"Not too fast," Sanada warned as he repositioned himself at Kirihara's backdoor again. "Slowly," he reiterated when Kirihara made an impatient sound and attempted to just thrust down.

 

"I want you inside me again," Kirihara growled petulantly.

 

"I want to be inside you again," Sanada confessed, and Kirihara felt his chest compress.

 

"Please, then don't make me wait anymore."

 

"I'm all yours. Do what you want with me. You do anyway," the senior added wryly, and Kirihara grinned down at him.

 

He balanced his hands against Sanada's wonderfully cut chest, accepting the other's bracing support in the fashion of the strong, hard hands gripping his hips as he slowly--he could follow directions, too--sunk down on Sanada's cock. It still burned slightly--the protest of skin not wanting to stretch and accommodate Sanada's girth--but it felt too wickedly, deliciously good. Like a part of him had always been empty, wanting to be filled, and he'd finally done it.

 

Full. Yeah, that was a good word for it. He felt wonderfully full. Impossibly full.

 

It didn't take long at all for Kirihara to find a rhythm and angle that was more than comfortable for both of them, and with Sanada's fast grip moving steadily over his own cock, Kirihara was ready to come in minutes.

 

"Shit, no, wait," he gasped, knocking Sanada's hand away from him. "I want--I need you to come, sempai. Please, come inside me."

 

"Akaya.... "

 

Sanada's hand was rough against his face, but Kirihara leaned over willingly to reach the other boy's mouth. And with a squawk of surprise, he found himself shoved over and Sanada loaming over him, his knees caught up against Sanada's arms as the other boy thrust against him, hard and fast.

 

Kirihara had to bite his lip to keep from making too many loud sounds---vaguely aware that Sanada's family was just in the other building and the walls were rather thin, but he didn't have to worry when he came. It was as if his throat clenched as tight as his lower body, effectively cutting off both windpipe and vocal cords. His sight darkened and it felt as if he'd literally blown his mind.

 

Sanada collapsed less than a minute later, and they laid there, sweaty and sticky and panting.

 

"We should get cleaned up," Sanada said another minute later, but he made no effort to move.

 

"Mmm, yeah," Kirihara agreed lazily--he didn't feel much like moving just yet, either. But after another minute of silence stretched between them, his curiosity wiggled and he had to ask, "So... we can do this again, right?"

 

Sanada groaned and finally rolled away. "You're going to be the death of my. I know it. One way or another."

 

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TBC