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Subtle Chains	By : Chirella Category: Prince of Tennis/Tennis no Ohjisama > General Views: 4086 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis (Tennis no Ohjisama), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-Subtle Chains
- 2-Chapter 2
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OTP5: Fuji/Atobe/Ryoma/Sanada/Tezuka ~
Here is the 2nd and final chapter ~ the "results" of their fivesome. Each
of the boys has to work out their feelings through sex, love, and friendship.
Subtle chains bind them together in not-so-subtle ways, but who are their hearts
really chained to?

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Subtle Chains ~
Chapter 2

Echizen

Echizen answered Sanada�s phone once when Yukimura called.
He felt sorry for his boyfriend�s previous lover and wanted to clear the
air. Yukimura wanted to see Sanada,
about tennis he said, nothing personal, and Echizen replied with an invitation
to have coffee, without Sanada. The Rikkaidai captain agreed, though he
sounded reluctant and suspicious.

Sanada had been depressed, eaten up with guilt over the way
he treated Yukimura and Echizen decided the best way to make him happy was ask
the attractive guy to join their group.
Yukimura refused, saying he couldn�t stand the thought of sharing Sanada
with one person, much less four other people.

Echizen tried to seduce Yukimura, hoping that would change
his mind, and ended up with a huge red handprint on his cheek.
The Rikkaidai captain didn�t want to be adventurous, so Ryoma decided to
let him have one last romp with Sanada.
He knew they both needed it so they could move on.

Sanada was gone the whole weekend, not bothering to call
once. When he returned to the group,
his eyes were red from crying and he shuffled away to be by himself.
He never spoke about what happened, but he did cheer up the next morning
and was livelier than usual in the following weeks.

Ryoma suspected something was amiss, but he couldn�t quite
put his finger on it. Atobe,
sticking his nose in, suggested that Sanada was still seeing Yukimura behind
their backs, but Ryoma didn�t believe it because Yukimura had made it very clear
that he wouldn�t share.

During this time, Ryoma noticed that Tezuka had become
rather sullen and started spending more time with his captain in attempt to
cheer him up. They played a lot of tennis
together on the weekends and got in the habit of cooling down with a post game
sex session. Tezuka had the longest cock and it always made Ryoma's eyes
roll back into his head. The more Tezuka watched Fuji and Atobe bicker
playfully, the more he seemed sad and withdrawn.

He asked him who he loved most and Tezuka shook his head,
saying he didn�t know. Ryoma thought
he loved Fuji
most, but then noticed that Tezuka watched Atobe just as much.
Maybe he loved them equally.

Fuji
was spending more and more time with Atobe, though he always made time to take
Ryoma out for ice cream, but his time with Tezuka was dwindling.
Ryoma finally said something to Fuji and Atobe, reminding
them that Tezuka wanted their affection as well.
They responded by taking the group on a two week vacation during summer
break to an island resort. Tezuka
spent an entire weekend in bed being served hand and foot by his four lovers.

Sanada accidentally got sunburned and Fuji applied the soothing aloe balm, spending
extra time feeling up their seme lover�s ass�though his ass was the one place he
wasn�t burned. Atobe personally
waited on Tezuka though he had three servants assisting him behind the scenes.
The highlight of the trip was when they discovered Fuji flirting with one of Atobe�s male
servants and punished him for being distracted by handcuffing him to the bed.

Fuji
didn�t think being handcuffed was much of a punishment as much as it was a
special treat. After Fuji, they handcuffed Sanada and tried to make
a uke out of him. Sanada was not
amused and they gave up on domesticating their alpha male.

Ryoma finally took his turn being a seme after much
prodding, but only agreeing after Atobe dared him that he didn�t have the
balls to do it.
He chose Fuji as his conquest but before he could
finish, Atobe was entering him from behind, making a sandwich out of him.
It seemed he could never have sex with just Fuji or Atobe anymore.
One always came with the other.

Sanada

Sanada didn�t know why he kept lying, but the words just
flowed from his mouth, locking him further and further away from Echizen�s
heart. His precious little Ryoma.

He saw Yukimura twice a week and their sex life was better
than ever, but Yukimura pressured him constantly to dump Echizen and the others.
He worried that his schoolmate�s idea about their future together was
possessive and unrealistic. Yukimura
already had them married off, traveling the world as an eccentric yet delightful
gay couple, sipping fresh roasted coffee at sidewalk
caf� in Paris.

Sanada could only smile and kiss his lover gently.
Yukimura demanded they make love while Echizen,
Fuji, and Atobe encouraged fucking, allowing his animal
instincts to come out and play. Even
Tezuka would let loose on occasion, though he strangely preferred making love to
Tezuka when given the chance because the Seigaku captain huffed in his ear in a
most adorable way.

He loved Yukimura and Echizen.
He admired Tezuka and found him to be a comfortable companion, but his
body went into over-drive arousal with Atobe and
Fuji, loving how their sensual auras blended to create a
sexual enigma that could drown even the strongest swimmer.

But the real problem became clear when Sanada realized he
was masturbating more since his orgy life started than ever before.
He feared he was a sex addict, one of those nymphomaniacs that needed a
constant fix. He'd even developed an interest in toys and hard core porn,
which led to a fascination of taking Atobe a little rougher and with a little
more dominance than the others. He figured if anyone could take it, Atobe
could.

Fuji told him to relax. They were hormonal boys and
they were scientifically right on target with all the other young, strapping
lads in the world who�d figured out that their cock would reward them with
orgasmic bliss if they rubbed it enough.
Sanada had replied with a scowl in disbelief to
Fuji�s comment, but later rubbed
Fuji�s cock until it rewarded him with a return blow job.

Hands down, Atobe gave the best blow jobs.
Next was probably Tezuka, though he frequently and openly doubted his
abilities. He liked Echizen�s mouth
on his mouth and his tight ass wrapped around his cock.
Fuji, now
Fuji was a coy creature that purred sometimes and hissed
others. When
Fuji
purred, he was the best fuck, the best kisser, the best hand jobs, the best
everything�except blow jobs because Atobe had him beat there.

Then there was Yukimura.
He had the best whimpers and the most enticing body, slender like Fuji yet more demure, if
that was even possible. Sanada felt
like a man when he was inside Yukimura and worried that if he didn't tend to his
delicate needs, his first lover would wilt and die of a broken heart.

The vacation retreat was nice but he�d returned more worn
out then before they left. Hours of
sex everyday sucked the life out him.
He told them the night they got home that he didn�t want to see so much
as a nipple, a cock, or anyone�s bare ass for three days so his body could
reboot.

Though everyone promised with rosy halos above their heads,
Sanada watched Fuji,
Atobe, and Echizen strip down and start a cock sucking chain five minutes after
his no-sex request. So of course, he
had to join in and drag Tezuka with him.

Atobe

All the money in the world couldn�t buy the happiness that
Atobe felt when Fuji
wrapped his legs around his waist and held on for dear life.
More and more, all he wanted was Fuji.

Fuji
in the morning. Fuji before lunch.
Fuji after tennis practice and
Fuji
for dessert. They�d fallen into a
routine where Atobe would spend the day pleasing Fuji
and Fuji would
spend the night pleasing him.

Tezuka had pulled away, but he hadn't really noticed until
Ryoma brought it to his attention.
There was only one solution, a two week sex fest getaway.
Sanada was oddly the first one packed and Atobe began to wonder if the
quiet Rikkaidai player was a sexual deviant at heart.
Sanada had cornered him on more than one occasion, fucking him so deep
that Atobe saw stars.

Sanada had a rigid routine.
He�d let Fuji ride him until he couldn�t wait anymore then he�d flip the
prodigy over on his stomach, lift his perky ass up and tell him to suck off
whoever was within reach. With
Tezuka, he always preferred a somewhat normal pace in the missionary style and
no one was allowed to bother them.

But Atobe found himself taken from behind nearly every
time, either standing up or bent over a random piece of furniture.
He always knew it was coming when Sanada would come up behind him and
gently kiss his neck. Within minutes
his pants were off or at his ankles and Sanada was fucking the dear life out of
him. Sanada liked it best when Ryoma
sucked Atobe off at the same time, and somehow, Atobe believed that their
Rikkaidai lover simply wanted to bring him to his knees, which happened often.

As for Ryoma, Sanada twisted him into every position
imaginable and especially liked doing it in front of a mirror so their youngest
lover could watch as his cock slid in and out.
And if Sanada happened to be buried inside
Fuji
or Atobe, he wanted to see Ryoma being taken by someone else, preferably with a
mirror nearby.

It amused Atobe because he couldn't imagine someone in the
group loved mirrors more than he did, but Sanada really was an odd one.
Nevertheless, Atobe was glad to know their seme had kink and often
wondered if Yukimura ever saw the glint of pure lust in Sanada�s eyes.
Did he bend the Rikkaidai captain over a desk and make him beg for
release too?

Atobe particularly liked it when either Tezuka or Sanada
would take him from behind while he was already inside Fuji.
The double stimulation made life worth it.
That and his eighty bazillion dollars...and Fuji.

Slowly, Atobe had started turning his shoulder away from
Echizen, wanting Fuji
without the runt taking up space.
Ryoma had retaliated by giving Fuji
a long desired gift and slathered him up with strawberry flavored lube and given
him his first tongue fucking. Fuji�s eyes rolled back in
his head and he wanted Echizen within arms reach for weeks after that, still
glowing from his special treatment.

Of course, Atobe knew his lingual skills far outweighed
Echizen�s so he waited until he was alone with Fuji and gave him a licking that shattered the
memory of Ryoma�s first try.

Fuji
then commented later that he was glad he could still work his magic in getting
his lovers to compete over him in such wonderfully pleasurable ways.
Tezuka rolled his eyes while Sanada studied the label on the tube of
strawberry lubricant, deviously suggesting they all take turns rimming Atobe.

Atobe literally melted.
Four hot tongues, one tube of lube, and the faint scent of strawberries
made it a night worth remembering. Finally
they had recognized his royal status and treated him like the true prince that
he was. After they fell asleep,
Fuji
had crawled between his legs and whispered a soft request.
He wanted to take Atobe.

Fuji
had taken him before, but this was the first time the prodigy made love to him
in a way that revealed more about his feelings than his physical desires.
It was also the first time he�d seen the prodigy cry during sex.
While the others slept close by, Atobe blinked back tears of his own,
overwhelmed by the emotional outpour that flowed between them.

That night, Atobe's entire perspective changed.
Ore-sama was no longer the center of the universe.
Fuji was.

Fuji

If there was one taboo thing that could happen in a
relationship with five boys, it was that two of them decided to fall madly in
love.

Sanada and Echizen had a special bond, but it had never
been a problem among the five because it had already been established when
Sanada was introduced to the group.
Plus, Sanada shared his love with Yukimura and even though Echizen pretended
like he didn�t care, it was obvious it tore his heart up every time Sanada spent
the night away.

Atobe had been wildly jealous and fucked Fuji raw in the bathroom after finding him
flirting with one of his servants on their vacation.
It was only after Fuji�s legs felt like jello and his backside
was sore that Atobe handcuffed him to the bed for additional punishment, letting
the others have a turn teasing him.

But the others didn�t know that Fuji was sore and he suspected that Atobe had
purposefully taken him rough so he wouldn�t enjoy sex with anyone else.
It took everything in Fuji�s power to pretend like he loved every
minute of his special punishment attention.
He couldn't let it show that Atobe had the upper hand.
Though he loved the Hyotei captain more than anything, he wanted a
confession of love, not a possessive show of dominance.

Since Atobe was stubborn and unaware of how to properly
express his feelings, Fuji
waited for the right moment to make his move.
Dazed and satiated from Sanada�s suggestion that they use all the
strawberry lube on Atobe princely derriere,
Fuji
listened for the deep, heavy breathing of his lovers and once they were all
asleep, he gently woke Atobe with a kiss.

It was a risk, but
Fuji
showed all his emotions as he made love to Atobe.
If the thick skulled diva didn�t understand how
Fuji felt after this, then he would give up.
But just when he feared he was the only one with feelings, Atobe�s eyes
softened and a he finally saw through his mask and into his heart.
Fuji
hadn�t been imagining the depth of Atobe�s feelings after all.

So when Atobe and Fuji found themselves sneaking around
behind the backs of their other three lovers just to make out, hold hands, and
go on dates to the movies, they knew they couldn�t blame their bond on the sex
anymore. They were head over heels
in love with one another.

Their fifth time in a love hotel, avoiding their bed mates,
Atobe had caressed his face and whispered those words Fuji had longed to hear.
I love you.

Fuji
pulled him down for a kiss, tears welling in his eyes as he choked out a
response. I love you too Atobe, I
love you too.

They had to tell their other boyfriends, didn�t they?
They didn�t know and they didn�t want to think about it.
Every time they talked about it they wound up in another passionate
embrace, cuddling and whispering their love in sappy declarations that would
embarrass either of them if anyone overheard.
Luckily, they managed to maintain their enigmatic personas around the others,
melting into smitten lovebirds only when they were safely locked behind private
doors.

When Sanada approached Atobe, confessing his intent to
leave the group and his precious Ryoma behind,
Fuji
recognized the perfect opportunity to swing the balance between them all with
the least amount of heartache. Or so
he hoped.

They didn�t desire the others any less, but they could no
longer hide their feelings and when it came down to it, love was stronger than
sex. For Fuji, there was only room for Atobe in his
heart.

Tezuka

The two week getaway answered a lot of his questions and
though it was the perfect adventure with the perfect companions, it was obvious
that the wind was changing. Atobe
confirmed his suspicions a short time later, bringing Tezuka up to date on
Sanada�s difficult decision.

The Rikkaidai vice-captain could no longer stand the guilt.
While he loved Echizen, the rookie didn�t need him as much as the more
sensitive Yukimura did and Sanada had realized that it was more his personality
to take care of someone who needed constant reassurance than to relax into an
unspoken level of comfort. In truth,
Sanada simply needed to be needed and Echizen didn�t need him, not like Yukimura
did.

It was Tezuka�s responsibility to distract Echizen while
Atobe and Fuji
prepared an evening where they could all sit down together and discuss Sanada
leaving the group. Spending little
time with Echizen outside of tennis or sex, Tezuka opted for a tennis match to
keep him out of Atobe�s guest cottage.
Even though Atobe offered for them to his use private court out back,
Echizen requested they play at a public court, preferably the one where they�d
first played each other before Tezuka went to Germany.

Tezuka thought Echizen had something to prove, so he was
slightly astonished when his youngest teammate lost six games to two and merely
shrugged it off like it was no big deal.
The fire in his eyes had dulled and his little prince looked sullen.
While Tezuka was busy mulling over the right way to comfort him without
being pushy, Ryoma came up to him, wrapped his arms around his waist and managed
to mumble, I missed you.

The ever growing need to comfort and protect Ryoma became
stronger when he found him that evening curled up on a sofa alone, desperately
trying to keep his crying silent.
Tezuka didn�t need to ask what happened, he already knew.
Sanada had finally told Echizen the truth.
At first, Tezuka was annoyed that Sanada had gone against the plan and
spoken to Ryoma alone, but then, as he held the sobbing boy in his arms, he
realized, Sanada had made the right choice.
Echizen wouldn�t want the others to see him cry like this.

Tezuka didn�t resist when hungry lips found his own and
tears were replaced with passionate pleas and demands.
He already had Ryoma pinned to the sofa below him, thrusting with a need
he�d never felt before when Fuji and Atobe walked in.
Fuji
stripped off his clothes and joined them while Atobe disappeared and then
returned with Sanada in tow.

Fuji
shed a few tears of his own when Sanada made love to Ryoma for the last time.
Sanada gathered his things and left right after, his eyes brimming with
emotions and regret. Tezuka was
surprised when Ryoma didn�t cry but instead turned to
Fuji
and Atobe and asked when they were going to admit that they were in love.

Tezuka�s heart beat heavily in his chest.
Ah, so that�s what it was.
Fuji
and Atobe were in love. But not with
him.

With a look of relief, Atobe leaned over and kissed Fuji with a tenderness that
neither Tezuka or Ryoma had imagined him capable of.
Fuji
apologized and cried some more, but Atobe said he wasn�t sorry for falling in
love. He cared about them all, but
it was time for him and Fuji
to try on their own.

Tezuka and Ryoma did the only thing they could, they wished
them well. Shortly after, Fuji and Atobe retired to
the master suite upstairs and Tezuka found himself alone with Ryoma, holding him
close in his arms. Now that they
were unobtainable and out of his reach, Tezuka finally realized which of the two
he loved more. He�d been in love
with Fuji all
along.

For the first time in years, Tezuka felt tears roll down
his face. Echizen didn�t leave his
side that night and they spent every day together over the next few weeks.
Mostly they played tennis, but sometimes they went to a movie or studied
in Tezuka�s bedroom, which often led to the more interesting study of anatomy.

It wasn�t long before Ryoma mentioned that Momoshiro had
asked him if he was dating buchou.
Tezuka flinched and hesitantly asked what his response had been.
Ryoma leaned up on his toes and kissed Tezuka on the cheek saying he�d
told Momo that buchou was his boyfriend.

After all, Ryoma confessed, it was only natural because it
was Tezuka that had caught his attention first.

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