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Prince of Tennis/Tennis no Ohjisama › General
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Adult ++
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3,405
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3
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Breathe in...
\"Breathe in...\"
Disclaimer: Not mine. Konomi\'s.
Rating: NC-17.
Description: Short, bittersweet het smut piece. Simple and clean.
Pairing/Characters: Echizen Ryoma and Ryuzaki Sakuno.
***
She\'s on top of him, straddling his hips, and only her long brown hair and the unbottoned blue shirt are covering her. He has his hands on her waist, and patiently waits until she\'s more comfortable.
\"Sakuno?\".
She feels tight, warm, and somewhat wet. Not enough to avoid pain, it seems. Also, when she slid down and he entered her, he was pretty sure that a sort of barrier inside of her broke, or sorta. The proof that, until few seconds ago, she was as much of a virgin as him, following the clichés about female virginity.
His hand slides down, touching her hip. The young woman\'s body shudders suddenly and a choked sob goes through her lips.
\"... You crying?,\" he asks.
She shakes her head to say no, but she can\'t fool him. The moonlight falls over her face, and the man can clearly see her tears. Being joined like this is clearly stressing her and causing her pain.
\"Oh dear...,\" he thinks, unable to hold back some bits of bother. They both knew first times weren\'t easy to deal with, though... so, if she\'s so uncomfortable, no use going on. He\'d never force his girlfriend to go all the way.
The 17-years-old boy gets ready to tell her to get off him... but then, soft hands are placed on his torso.
\"... Don\'t tell me to stop this, Ryoma-kun,\" she murmurs, her voice somewhat strained.
He doesn\'t really understand why she\'s willing to continue. He knows she\'d do a lot of things for him (and she has, already, since they were children), but this is ridiculous. And both Momoshiro and Tomoka would yell at him for allowing her.
\"Sakuno, you...\"
She smiles through her tears. \"I\'m feeling better, Ryoma-kun,\" she tells him sweetly. \"Please start moving.\"
She\'s as stubborn as he is, whenever she wants. He knows he has no other option. Besides, she still feels so warm and tight that he can barely hold himself back...
\"Okay, then,\" he says. \"Breathe in...\".
He very, very slowly sits up (it\'s good to have a strong and flexible body from training all of his life) so they\'re face to face and she can hold on him. Then, he starts moving his hips against hers; up, down, up, down...
As expected, the girl soon wraps her arms around his back and waist. He returns the gesture by kissing her, and what starts as a gentle kiss is soon a liplock, lips open and tongues dancing...
She\'s moaning now, louder and louder. Seems that either the pain is gone, or she\'s chosen to take it all along with the pleasure. He moans as well and holds the girl tightly as he closes his eyes and keeps slamming into her, the temperature in the love hotel room rising as they\'re closer and closer to the edge...
And he opens his eyes. After losing track of time for some seconds, he finds himself again lying on the bed, and she\'s on top of him. Both are sweaty, tired, and she\'s most likely very sore.
The girl rolls off him, allowing the man to pull out. With a sigh, he takes off the condom he used and disimulately throws it into a trash can placed near to the bed. He then turns to his lover, and pokes her on the shoulder.
\"No sleeping here, Sakuno,\" he tells her. \"I have to drop you home before Ryuuzaki-sensei and my old man start getting suspicious\".
She looks at him through half-closed lids. \"I\'m tired, Ryoma-kun...\"
\"Well, you did know we had just few hours to do this.\" He shrugs.
She mock-pouts, but it seems she got the message perfectly well. \"Okay, then. I\'ll go and shower first...\"
The girl slowly gets up from the bed, and without even looking back at him she goes into the bathroom. Her companion stares at the oil-painted ceiling of the room, his breath still heavy...
\"Well, Momo-sempai,\" he murmurs, \"it *was* as good as you said it would be\".
Disclaimer: Not mine. Konomi\'s.
Rating: NC-17.
Description: Short, bittersweet het smut piece. Simple and clean.
Pairing/Characters: Echizen Ryoma and Ryuzaki Sakuno.
***
She\'s on top of him, straddling his hips, and only her long brown hair and the unbottoned blue shirt are covering her. He has his hands on her waist, and patiently waits until she\'s more comfortable.
\"Sakuno?\".
She feels tight, warm, and somewhat wet. Not enough to avoid pain, it seems. Also, when she slid down and he entered her, he was pretty sure that a sort of barrier inside of her broke, or sorta. The proof that, until few seconds ago, she was as much of a virgin as him, following the clichés about female virginity.
His hand slides down, touching her hip. The young woman\'s body shudders suddenly and a choked sob goes through her lips.
\"... You crying?,\" he asks.
She shakes her head to say no, but she can\'t fool him. The moonlight falls over her face, and the man can clearly see her tears. Being joined like this is clearly stressing her and causing her pain.
\"Oh dear...,\" he thinks, unable to hold back some bits of bother. They both knew first times weren\'t easy to deal with, though... so, if she\'s so uncomfortable, no use going on. He\'d never force his girlfriend to go all the way.
The 17-years-old boy gets ready to tell her to get off him... but then, soft hands are placed on his torso.
\"... Don\'t tell me to stop this, Ryoma-kun,\" she murmurs, her voice somewhat strained.
He doesn\'t really understand why she\'s willing to continue. He knows she\'d do a lot of things for him (and she has, already, since they were children), but this is ridiculous. And both Momoshiro and Tomoka would yell at him for allowing her.
\"Sakuno, you...\"
She smiles through her tears. \"I\'m feeling better, Ryoma-kun,\" she tells him sweetly. \"Please start moving.\"
She\'s as stubborn as he is, whenever she wants. He knows he has no other option. Besides, she still feels so warm and tight that he can barely hold himself back...
\"Okay, then,\" he says. \"Breathe in...\".
He very, very slowly sits up (it\'s good to have a strong and flexible body from training all of his life) so they\'re face to face and she can hold on him. Then, he starts moving his hips against hers; up, down, up, down...
As expected, the girl soon wraps her arms around his back and waist. He returns the gesture by kissing her, and what starts as a gentle kiss is soon a liplock, lips open and tongues dancing...
She\'s moaning now, louder and louder. Seems that either the pain is gone, or she\'s chosen to take it all along with the pleasure. He moans as well and holds the girl tightly as he closes his eyes and keeps slamming into her, the temperature in the love hotel room rising as they\'re closer and closer to the edge...
And he opens his eyes. After losing track of time for some seconds, he finds himself again lying on the bed, and she\'s on top of him. Both are sweaty, tired, and she\'s most likely very sore.
The girl rolls off him, allowing the man to pull out. With a sigh, he takes off the condom he used and disimulately throws it into a trash can placed near to the bed. He then turns to his lover, and pokes her on the shoulder.
\"No sleeping here, Sakuno,\" he tells her. \"I have to drop you home before Ryuuzaki-sensei and my old man start getting suspicious\".
She looks at him through half-closed lids. \"I\'m tired, Ryoma-kun...\"
\"Well, you did know we had just few hours to do this.\" He shrugs.
She mock-pouts, but it seems she got the message perfectly well. \"Okay, then. I\'ll go and shower first...\"
The girl slowly gets up from the bed, and without even looking back at him she goes into the bathroom. Her companion stares at the oil-painted ceiling of the room, his breath still heavy...
\"Well, Momo-sempai,\" he murmurs, \"it *was* as good as you said it would be\".