Pepermint and Menthol

Niou pushed Yagyuu against the bed, his shirt falling down his sides to expose his chest and stomach. He slid out of it, and tossed it aside while the other boy loomed over him. Niou looked predatory, like Yagyuu’s lips were meat, and he was the hungry lion. Without hesitation, he swooped in and gobbled the delicious looking lips up, groaning at the familiar taste.

Peppermint and menthol. Yagyuu always had dry lips and insisted on using medicated chap stick, but never minded. He actually liked the taste, and would forever remember the scent.

Yagyuu always loved the intensity in Niou’s kisses. Like the other boy couldn’t get enough of him, and it thrilled him to the core. His arms came up and wrapped around his lover, pulling him down between his spread legs. The feeling of Niou there sent a shiver up his spine, which caused him to grind up into the other boy.

“Oh god, Yagyuu.” Niou murmured against kiss swollen lips as he ground his hips back into the other boys. Each touch was like a fire igniting anew all over his skin, and only Yagyuu had ever made that happen.

As Niou’s lips moved down toward his sensitive neck, he hissed at the torturous little nips. They didn’t hurt, Niou never did that to him, but they caught him off guard. Yagyuu slipped his hands under the fabric of Niou’s pants and slid down to cup his ass. He always loved Niou’s ass. The boy was generally boney, but his ass always seemed to have some cushion, and it was perfect for exactly what he was doing.

Niou groaned and gave a particularly slow roll of his hips, causing his eyes to practically roll up into his head. They needed friction soon.

“You’re such a damn tease…” He said, sliding his tongue against Yagyuu’s collarbone, then biting down gently just like Niou knew he liked.

“Mm… yes, I am.” Yagyuu leaned forward, jutting his tongue out to lick the shell of his lovers ear. “What are you going to do about it?”

Rather than respond in words, Niou pulled back enough so he wouldn’t fall, then slide his hands down and pulling the zipper to Yagyuu’s pants down. He hooked his fingers and ran them teasingly from side to side, looking as if he were really trying to think about if he should do it or not.

Yagyuu knew that look all too well, and he was making Niou wait on purpose. Making him try to get impatient with the other boy, baiting him, but he never took it. He knew that there was a sharp hook attached to that worm.

After a few moments it was Niou who got impatient. The aching throb in his groin and the visible bulge to Yagyuu’s pants telling him they had to go faster. As he slid Yagyuu’s pants down, the boy lifted his hips for him, and soon he was naked from the waste down, and all that glorious flesh was in front of him. Niou almost wanted to be greedy and suck him off until Yagyuu was sated, just so he could taste the cock his eyes couldn’t leave.

“You’re beautiful.” Niou said, dipping his head down to kiss everywhere but the too tempting cock pressed against his cheek. He knew Yagyuu wasn’t a woman, and hated when he said stupid things like that, but who the hell cared? He was telling the honest truth.

“Idiot.” Yagyuu half moaned, half laughed out. “Don’t say stupid things to ruin the mood.” He reached down to lace his fingers through Niou’s hair. It was embarrassing to be told he was beautiful when he was a man. Men weren’t beautiful, they were strong and handsome. Never pretty or beautiful… idiot.

“It’s not stupid.” Niou said taking the shaft of Yagyuu’s cock into his hand, giving a small pump. “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than you.” He licked the underside of Yagyuu’s cock, rolling his tongue up and over the head, then flicking the slit mischievously.

All thought or retorts to Niou’s stupid words were obliterated by the tongue toying with his most sensitive part. He bucked up into the touch and finding it was gone, and giving a low whine. Just when it was starting to feel good Niou left him hanging. Bastard.

Niou snickered as he reached into his nightstand and pulled out a small tube. Yagyuu’s favorite lube, and the one he told Niou he always had to get, or there was no prize at the end of the rainbow. He squirted some into his hands and rubbed them together to warm the liquid up before applying a finger to Yagyuu’s entrance.

Double bastard! Niou was using all the tricks to get him to make his mind go blank, and it was working. Yagyuu bit his lip at the new feeling,, welcoming what would be coming soon. God he loved this part. It was an odd feeling, but exciting at the same time.

Niou crooked his finger, eyes flashing over Yagyuu’s wanton form with a smirk. He watched the body under himself writhe and wiggle around, obviously wanting something more. Yagyuu was even more beautiful when he threw his mind out the window and gave into what his body wanted, and what only he could provide. Niou knew Yagyuu’s every hang-up, every turn on, and had made sure to remember them because he loved his lover in this state.

When he felt that Yagyuu was stretched enough, he pulled back, and smirked broader at the whimper.

“Shh…” He said, giving Yagyuu’s cock a stroke to keep him from whining any more. It was tough, but he managed to shrug out of his jeans using one hand, only taking his hand off of Yagyuu’s cock once. He loved being a lefty…

Yagyuu spread his legs wider and stare up at Niou, locking eyes with his lover in an intense stare.

Niou pressed his cock against the crease of Yagyuu’s ass and pressed in gently. He never wanted to hurt the other boy more than he had to, but knew that this part was painful, even though Yagyuu felt this was his favorite part of their act.

He threw his head back and bit his lip, immediately reaching out to grab onto Niou. God he loved this part. He loved it as much as he loved the feeling of Niou pressing against his prostate until he burst, and the feeling of the other boy slipping out of him. Each felt weird on some level, but somehow enjoyable to him.

Niou’s thrusts were slow, rolling thrusts that he knew were making Yagyuu’s toes curl just by the look he was giving. Their sex was always intense, just as their tennis was. Each move practically calculated because he could read his opponent so well.

Yagyuu pulled the other boy closer, bringing him in for a devouring kiss. Lips massaging against each others in a deep and hungry kiss, sometimes tongues warring with each others. It sometimes made him wonder when he wasn’t mindless like he was now, what made everything between them as intense as it was. He never remembered when he needed to, though. Could never answer his own question, because it was always an in the heat thought.

He ground his hips up against Niou’s, reveling in the beautiful friction he was getting, but too prideful to reach down and jerk himself off too soon. He wanted to ride the waves Niou was creating, and they were delicious waves too. Rocking him so thoroughly he had to break the kiss for air and to throw his head against the pillow. He never cared how much he acted like a woman during all of this, because it was just them. Neither Niou or Yagyuu himself judged each other. They didn’t need to, because they could see each other for what they truly were.

Niou grabbed Yagyuu’s hips, pulling him closer and more at an angle, smirking through his labored breaths at the gasping groan he heard from his lovers lips. He loved doing that. Absolutely loved making Yagyuu make those sounds for him. It was like a drug, and one he’d happily shoot up if presented to him.

Yagyuu wrapped his legs around Niou’s waste, ushering him deeper still, as he clung to the cloth still adorning the other boy’s back. Why was it there?

“Off.” Yagyuu half groaned out as he tugged at the material impatiently. He liked the feel of Niou’s naked flesh sliding against his as he thrust.

Niou gave a laugh as he helped pull the shirt from himself, then dove down to attack Yagyuu’s neck.

Oh god. Yagyuu almost came just at the feeling of Niou at his neck. He loved the little nips in just the right places, that sent his mind reeling. Niou was far too good at making him go mindless, and it was delicious.

Niou ran his hand down the firm torso and stomach, sliding down to toy with Yagyuu’s soft balls. Rolling them in his palm before slip up and grab the almost too hard shaft. He really had to smirk at the level of Yagyuu’s erection, and how he’d done that. He loved getting Yagyuu so hard he was about to pop.

Pumping his hand up and down the smooth shaft of Yagyuu’s cock, he matched the timing to his thrusts, which were getting shorter and shorter as his own need set in.

Yagyuu dug his nails into Niou’s back, raking downward and gripping that wonderful ass he so loved. Really, if there was one more thing to throw on a board about their sex, was how wild he knew Niou got when Yagyuu grabbed his ass. And the strokes were a delicious indication that he was getting to Niou: the other boy was hitting the right spot, and his toes curled on their own.

“Ga-” Yagyuu broke and couldn’t finish his word. The coiling heat in his stomach was starting to spread and grow hot, and he only hoped that Niou was close or he’d probably collapse at the intensity.

Oh he was. A few more thrusts and Niou spilled his seed inside of Yagyuu with such a force his vision went white and he groaned loudly.

Holy fucking christ! The pressure that he felt made him see stars as his own orgasm washed over him, making Yagyuu cling even harder to the figure above him. His whole body tensed up, and then relaxed after a moment, chest heaving in almost painfully labored breaths.

Sweat beaded on Niou’s forehead, and his breath was shaky to the point it almost hurt to breath. That had to be their most incredible bout of sex they’d ever had, and he felt too tired to care about clean-up. He collapsed on Yagyuu’s equally sweaty body, just waiting for his heart to stop racing.

It was a few moments before either of them could utter a word, and when one of them did, it was Yagyuu. “Get off me. You’re hot.”

Niou smirked in reply and cuddled the other boy closer. “You like it.”

“No I don’t, idiot. You’re a damn inferno.”

“Shut up and go to sleep.”

“I can’t with you on top of me.”

“Too damn bad.”

“Fine.” Yagyuu replied, relaxing and bringing his hands up to cradle the other exhausted youth to himself.

Niou snickered at Yagyuu’s reply, not saying anything else because he knew Yagyuu always needed to get the last word. It was just his nature, after all.

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Author's Talk about the couple in this fic.

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Reading Hestia's review, I'm taking the advice. (Thank You!) Niou Masaharu and Yagyuu Hiroshi are Rikkaidai Fuzoku's doubles 1 spot. They're more commonly known as "The Platinum Pair", (u_u much better than Gold and Silver, but that's just me being biast. *Rikkaidai Whore*) "2882", and of course "D1". The Rikkaidai arc in the manga doesn't start until chapter 185, but these two get introduced until chapter 193. In the anime (which I'm more fluent with.) The Rikkaidai arc starts with episode 101 as a glimps of Kirihara Akaya beating the pants off of Tachibana Kippei (Captain of Fudomine). Niou and Yagyuu don't get properly introduced until their match on episode 120.

Niou is more commonly known for being "The Trickster" of the courts, while Yagyuu is "The Gentleman". Their personalities are vastly different from each other. Yagyuu is the quiet knowledgable type who generally thinks before anything else. Niou, on the other hand, makes much more rash decisions, though prefectly calculated for success. Both have an odd gift for reading people; Niou in the way he studies others and uses their body language to decode habbits and figure things out. Yagyuu through more knowlege and observation over a longer period of time, where as Niou can get it in a matter of minutes. In the manga, they made a complete switch, impersonating each other well enough that their team mates didn't know until they revealed it. But before they did, Yagyuu as Niou landed a hit on Kikumaru, knocking him out. Sadly, in the anime they cut that out.

These two make one hell of an interesting pair, and very dangerous at that... Niou is highly unpredictable, and constantly playing tricks on people. I'm sure Yagyuu trails behind him silently chuckling and covering up for his mischevious teammate.