Birthday Suit | By : tenshineechan Category: Prince of Tennis/Tennis no Ohjisama > General Views: 4014 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Birthday Suit
Author: tenshineechan
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Pairings/Characters: Fuji x Ryoma
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Belongs to Takeshi Konomi.
Notes: I intended to have this done by Christmas morning but got caught up in
family reunion preparations and all the baking I had to do, so it is a few days
late.
Ryoma detested his birthday.
Since it was so close to Christmas, his
birthday was always another excuse to eat, drink and get drunk. Which was why he had quickly agreed to his
boyfriend’s request for an intimate birthday celebration.
Stepping out of the hot shower he dried
himself then wrapped a towel around his waist and made his way to the
bedroom. He’d made the rounds with his
lover, visiting respective friends and family.
The short visit to his family earlier that day was an ordeal and a
half. His mother was exceptionally
cheerful, Nanako was incoherent in the presence of her boyfriend and his idiot
father was well…more moronic than usual.
As such he was looking forward to the
peaceful evening with his lover despite the late hour. Relatively peaceful considering their lively
relationship. There was never a dull
moment between them.
Walking into the room, he noticed the bouquet
of roses and a note. The note mentioned
that his clothes had already been set out in the dining room. Smiling at his lover’s consideration, he
strode off to the dining room, his pleasant mood intact despite his unease.
As he approached the dining room, he found
his significant other waiting patiently outside the door dressed in formal
evening wear. He frowned slightly, not
pleased with the thought of stuffing himself into such formal clothing. Making sure his towel was still secure around
his waist, he went to greet him and received a few chaste kisses before he was
whisked into the room.
Looking around, he nodded in approval. It was obvious that Syusuke was restraining
himself, there were no garish decorations or strange items lying around. A glance at the table showed normal-looking
food, which meant that someone other than Syusuke had made it.
Satisfied that nothing too untoward would be
happening on his ‘special’ night, he sought out his own attire but found
none. Okay, perhaps not so satisfied.
“Syusuke, where are my clothes?”
His lover just smiled serenely.
“Unfortunately it had to be drycleaned.”
“So what am I supposed to wear? Your note did say something about having my
clothes set out for me.”
“Aa, your clothes have been set out for you
as befitting the birthday boy. It just
needs a few more adjustments.” Ryoma
blinked. He could have sworn he heard
Syusuke’s voice purr.
Not quite sure how to comprehend the answer,
he nodded. “How long will that take?”
The serene smile morphed into a smirk. “Why, not long at all.” A slender hand rose and grasped the towel,
tugging it loose. Realising what was
happening, Ryoma made to grab the towel but missed as his hands were caught,
letting his only covering drop to the ground.
“Much better.
Don’t you think this attire is more appropriate for you to celebrate
your birthday?”
Ryoma tried to fight the urge to blush but
failed as his cheeks grew heated. He had
never liked being exposed despite having an exhibitionist for a boyfriend. The heat spread as he was pulled towards
Syusuke. Feeling arms that were
deceptively strong wrap around him, he relaxed slightly before looking up to
berate the other man. A warm smile
greeted him.
“Saa, Ryoma.
Isn’t this appropriate since it is just the two of us?” Ryoma stood
still as the murmur came closer, tiny puffs of air tickling his ears. “Just an intimate dinner to celebrate your
coming into the world.” He felt
something wet trace the curve of his ear.
“Very intimate.” The atmosphere
became headier as Ryoma was manoeuvred to sit down at the table on a lap.
He sighed.
There was nothing he could do as he slowly ate, with Syusuke’s hand
alternating between feeding him and lightly caressing his thigh. Tingling caresses that soon crept up his body
until they reached their goal making him pant as they stroked.
Food was forgotten as Ryoma focused on the
pleasure that hand evoked. Felt the long
slow strokes as soft fingertips explored his chest. Throwing his head back he wriggled into a
more comfortable position. As his mind
concentrated on those glorious hands, he faintly registered his lover’s growing
arousal pressing into him. He ground his
hips eliciting a moan that was quickly muffled into his neck. Ryoma felt on edge and impatient as an
intense feeling began to build as the pace was increased. His heartbeat pounded in his ears, his
breathing harsh until he cried out his release.
Ryoma distantly heard the clock chime
twelve. He experienced a moment of
disorientation as he was abruptly moved from his lover’s lap to the cleared
table.
“I hoped that you enjoyed your birthday
Ryoma, because the Christmas feast is about to begin.”
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