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Heartbeat	By : Pixxit Category: Prince of Tennis/Tennis no Ohjisama > General Views: 1439 -:- 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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Heartbeat

Kawamura found it quite odd that he was able to focus on the
sounds of birds nesting in the trees while Fuji Shuusuke
was a solid warmth in his lap and was, at that very
moment, nibbling at his neck and making lovely little sounds in the doing of
it.

�Taka?� He murmured between soft, biting little kisses. Kawamura shifted, hands
settling at the small of Fuji�s back, wanting so badly to slip his hand beneath the loose
cotton shirt his friend wore and just touch
him.

�Hm?� Kawamura responded,
rubbing Fuji�s back in an attempt
to bolster his courage. Fuji
sucked at the soft skin just beneath Kawamura�s jaw and began to lay a hot path
of kisses along his jawline toward his ear. Kawamura tensed, hands tightening against Fuji�s
back. �Shuusuke.�

Fuji smiled a
bit and traced the shell of Kawamura�s ear with the tip of his tongue before
biting gently at the lobe. �You�re
tense. Relax. We�re alone.�

Kawamura slid one hand up to tangle in Fuji�s
silky hair and he turned his head to brush his lips against Fuji�s
cheek. �I know. I�m relaxed.�

Fuji laughed
softly, framing Kawamura�s face with one hand and tonguing his ear. Kawamura gasped and Fuji
rubbed his cheek against Kawamura�s. �You�re
rigid.�

Kawamura blushed scarlet and hid his face against the curve
of Fuji�s neck. �Ah�gomen,
Shuusuke.�

Fuji pushed
Kawamura back against the tree�s huge trunk and rested both hands on his
shoulders as he swung one leg over to settle in the taller boy�s lap. Instinctively, Kawamura�s hands gripped Fuji�s
bottom and he sucked in a breath when Fuji
planted that perfect ass squarely in Kawamura�s lap.

�Yes, you are, Takashi.
I think I like it.�

Kawamura lifted his chin, eyes wide and solemn and that
sweet, earnest gaze became something quite a bit more intense when Fuji
rolled his hips deliberately. He touched
Fuji�s face, taking in the sight of
him for just a moment before gripping the back of the smaller boy�s neck and
pulling him forward into a hot, possessive kiss.

With one hand at Fuji�s
neck, fingertips ruffling the edges of Fuji�s
hair, and the other hand kneading his friend�s bottom, Kawamura set the pace
without any further instruction from Fuji. He rolled his hips up and sucked gently on Fuji�s
tongue, swallowing his soft, surprised moan.
Fuji wound his arms around
his lover�s neck and tilted his head, allowing Kawamura whatever access he desired.

Kawamura was suddenly assailed with the incredibly erotic
vision of himself rolling Fuji onto
his back and getting between his thighs.
Rocking against him, kissing him, tasting him, touching him intimately �
just the way he�d begun to dream of doing.
He wondered if he�d have the nerve to rid Fuji
of his clothing, wondered if he�d be able to touch his soft skin and still keep
his wits about him. He knew, without
question, that Fuji would allow it.

And that, embarrassingly enough, was the main reason
Kawamura hadn�t done it yet. To know
that he could touch where he wanted, when he wanted and that there would be no
resistance was a heady sort of freedom that intimated Kawamura.

It was hard to remember that, however, with Fuji
moving against him as he was at that moment � grinding against Kawamura and
panting softly against Kawamura�s lips.

Kawamura deepened their kiss as he threw caution to the wind
and lifted the edge of Fuji�s
shirt. His damp palm slid up the smaller
boy�s slight back and Kawamura moaned as he wrapped his arm around Fuji�s
waist and pulled him ever closer.

�Ahh�Takashi�� Fuji
whispered, one hand slipping between them to work the fastenings of his
pants. Kawamura tipped his head to kiss
and suck at Fuji�s neck and his
blood ran thick and hot in his veins when Fuji�s
knuckles brushed against his still-covered erection. He leaned his head back and bent his knees a
little, causing Fuji to slide
forward in his lap.

Fuji�s fingers
were quick and skilled as he worked Kawamura�s pants open and he took the
taller boy�s mouth in another urgent, heated kiss. They moaned, in unison, when Fuji
shifted fabric and rubbed his erection against Kawamura�s.

Eyes squeezed tightly shut, Kawamura wrapped both arms
around Fuji�s waist and buried his
face in the curve of his lover�s neck.
The feel of Fuji, the scent
and the heat and the taste of his skin was too much for Kawamura and he thrust
upward, bringing them into an even more intimate sort of contact.

Fuji moaned into
Kawamura�s mouth and his fingers tightened in the taller boy�s hair as he began
to move restlessly against him. That
they were in a public park, no matter how secluded this spot was, hovered
somewhere in the back of Kawamura�s mind and when Fuji reached between them to
wrap his delicate fingers around both of their cocks, Kawamura realized that he
simply didn�t care.

He was going to come in Fuji�s
hand and the knowledge that somebody might see them, hear them, did not rank
very high on Kawamura�s list of things to worry about.

�Fuji�Shuusuke�ahhh.�

Fuji ground
against him, rode him quickly, gracefully and the husky, purring sounds he made
obliterated everything else. Kawamura
tensed, holding Fuji almost
painfully tightly as he leaned his head back again and panted, breath coming in
short gasps as he neared his release.

Fuji was
obviously close behind as his fingers tightened around their erections. He jerked them both, the pressure and the
pace absolutely faultless when he lay his head on Kawamura�s shoulder and proceeded
to make the most arousing, kittenish little sounds that Kawamura had ever heard in his life.

�Shuusuke�ohgod,
I�m��

Fuji gasped,
thrust hard into the channel of his own hand, the full, flushed crown of his
erection nudging Kawamura�s, and he sank his teeth into Kawamura�s flesh � just
where his neck joined his shoulder � and growled.

Kawamura cried out, his voice breaking on Fuji�s name and
the birds overhead took flight, bursting from between the tree�s branches in
startled droves and it was in that split second that Kawamura�s vision darkened
at the edges and he came, hard, all over his shirt and Fuji�s fingers. His lover clung to him, inhaling sharply when
he spilled his own release between them and Kawamura held him tight, unwilling
to let him go as he tried to calm his breathing.

As he began to come back to himself again, Kawamura blushed
hotly with the realization of what they had done. He ducked his head, hiding his face from Fuji.

�Taka-san. Don�t look away from me.�

Kawamura lifted his head, met Fuji�s
searching, open gaze. �I can�t believe
we just did that.�

Fuji lay his hand on Kawamura�s chest and smiled sweetly � the
blue of his eyes somehow more intense than usual. �I like it when your heart beats fast,
Takashi.�

Kawamura wanted to clean himself up, clean Fuji
up, make him all neat and tidy again.
But he didn�t. �It always beats
fast when I�m with you.�

Fuji leaned
forward and rubbed the tip of his nose against Kawamura�s. �I know.�

Kawamura smiled, hugging Fuji
against him in an attempt to prolong the moment just a little longer. �What am I going to do with you, Shuusuke?�

Fuji laughed
quietly and allowed himself to focus on the way
Kawamura�s heart beat so fast and true against the palm of his hand. �I think that was a fairly good start.�
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