Oh My Maid [Repost]

Title: Oh My Maid
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince Of Tennis. All the characters, original idea and plot etc are copywrited to Takeshi Konomi. I make no profit (money) what so ever from writing this.
Series: Prince Of Tennis.
Pairing: Atobe Keigo x Sengoku Kiyosumi
Rating: 18+, PwP. Pure smut. Not for minors.

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“Absolutely not!” were shouted through the halls of Atobe Keigo’s mansion, said boy sighed leaning in close on the boy sitting with his arms stubbornly crossed over his chest, refusing to set his green eyes on the flamboyant boy.
“Kiyosumi-kun, remember when you promised you’d do me any favour?” the purple haired Hyoutei captain asked, sly smile on his lip as he tilted the orange haired boy’s head up slightly, delighting when those forest green eyes opened.
“I was drunk that night, besides I am not wearing THAT!” Sengoku huffed snatching his head away, showing the white and black material into Atobe’s chest.
Atobe sighed, taking Sengoku’s face in both hands and locked their eyes together, then leaned forward and locked their lips in a heated kiss.

“Do you want ore-sama to punish you instead, for not keeping your word?” Atobe asked, narrowing his blue eyes dangerously, his voice low.
Sengoku flinched a little, he remembered the last punishment, chained up with a egg vibrator inside and without any release for a day.
“Fine..” the happy go lucky boy mumbled, shuddering at the heated grin spreading on the others face.
Atobe slid off the bed, sauntering to the door “Good, meet me in my office later..bring some wine..” he said over his shoulder and continued on his path.
The Yamabuki player sighed fingers clenching in the material in his lap, he got up and hurried to undress and redress in the outfit given.

He then set about, going to the kitchen, fixing out a glass, couple of grapes, a few crackers and cheese, a fine bottle of red wine and put it on a tray, then walked off, the black high heels he were now walking in clicking on the marbled floor.
Atobe lifted his head sitting nonchalant in his plush red velvet chair reading a novel, held in one hand.
The smirk were unavoidable on his lips as he saw his lover walk into his office.
The orange haired boy blushed brightly correcting the little black and white maid hat on top of his head, he was wearing a full maid costume, black with white apron, and white frills, black shoes, white stockings and white gloves.

“My don’t you look lovely..” Atobe purred reaching out a hand, coaxing the green eyed boy closer.
Sengoku sighed taking the hand and then seated himself onto the captain’s lap, he set the tray on the desk and sighed, pulling the ridiculously short skirt over his ass.
“It’s last time I am doing this..” Sengoku growled his cheeks turning redder as he felt Atobe’s hand travelling along his back which were practically bare.
The flamboyant boy ignored the others growling and reached over and picked up the bottle of wine, he uncorked it and poured some into a glass.
“I doubt that, besides this is nice of ore-sama ne?” the blue eyed boy asked swirling the red fluid and then took a sip and offered a little to the Yamabuki player.

Sengoku sighed fighting back the urge to roll his eyes and took a few quick gulps of the wine offered.
“You wanna make me drunk again?” he asked slowly licking his lips and reached to grab a few grapes offering them to his smirking lover.
Atobe chuckled taking a grape near provokingly into his mouth, making sure to lick the other boy’s fingers before he ate it all up.
“No, I am just enjoying our time together..” the response were coy, Atobe’s eyes were gleaming with teasing light.
Sengoku tilted his head shifting on the slightly smaller boy’s lap, wanting to get off, sensing it the captain reached out and put a hand on the end of the orange haired boy’s spine barely touching his ass.
“Don’t fuck with me..” the boy hissed lowly, eyes turning serious only to be met with more provoking as Atobe started rubbing his fingers lightly over the material, massaging a little.

“That is very hard not to..” the captain said fully serious and lightly tossed his hair back and smiled, he fed Sengoku a small cracker and delighted in the blush deepening on the cheeks.
The orange haired boy shifted slightly, the massaging hand were driving him nuts, he were very sensitive right there, the purple haired boy could probably feel the growing erection press to him.
“Keigo..” Sengoku whined out, eyes shimmering with want, okay Atobe always had him on a short leach.
The smaller boy slowly licked his lips, his other hand softly grasped the Yamabuki players chin softly stoking it, then leaned in “do you want to please me?” he whispered huskily.

“Yes..” Sengoku answered without hesitation, and gasped as the blue eyed boy grasped his hips and pushed their groins together and ground into him, their erections meeting through their clothes.
“That is yours, you know what to do..” Atobe rasped out roughly, to which he only got a nod and the carrot top slid off his lap, spreading and pushing between the legs nuzzling the clothed groin, then leaned to undo the button and pulled the zipper down.
He was instantly met with bare and throbbing hot flesh, he stuck his tongue out and licked over the entire shaft, at the same time, pushing the slacks down, getting further access to all the jewels.

Atobe’s hand found it’s way into the soft orange locks, as he watched the dressed up boy lick and tease how he wished.
Sengoku purred, flicking his tongue rapidly over the drooling tip, taking into his mouth and sucked softly, hands gently cupping and massaging the heavy balls underneath.
Low pleased sighs and moans were escaping the blue eyed boy, his breath then hitched as the mouth on him descended all around him, deepthroating.
“That’s good..my pretty..” Atobe husked, bucking slightly into the hot mouth, until the orange haired boy stopped him by placing his hands on the captain’s thighs.
After minutes of teasing, bringing the purple haired boy to the edge teasing several time never really letting Atobe tip over.

The captain growled finally pulling Sengoku’s head up and leaned down to kiss him, tasting the slight lingering come on the orange haired boy’s tongue.
“Finally got you to break huh?” the happy go lucky boy smiled, green eyes twinkling with teasing still, Atobe snorted, hauling the Yamabuki player up into his lap.
Ripped the maid costume down Sengoku’s arms and chest, making said orange haired boy gasp, then moan as the purple haired boy leant down and suckled on a rock hard nipple, biting it softly.
“I think it’s time for the main course..” Atobe growled heated against the boxers chest, feeling the shudder run down the others smile.
Sengoku nodded “please..Keigo..” he rasped softly, gasping as he felt soft fingers shift in under the skirt and run along the bare skin off his ass, trailing between the cheeks.

The smirk were back then, the fingers easily slid in, moving about and stretching until he had Sengoku whimpering for more.
“Ready?” Atobe purred into a soft ear, licking along it and attacking the lobe with teeth.
“H-hurry!” the Yamabuki player urged and whined when the fingers pulled free, only to be filled with a throbbing large shaft the second later and he cried out softly.
The captain paused deeply imbedded and hissed out a soft breath, damn still so tight, his cheeks flushed slightly, he shifted making a new moan tear from Sengoku’s throat as he obviously brushed across the orange haired boy’s prostate.
Atobe licked his lips waiting a little before he grasped Sengoku’s hips and made him move up and down his length.

The green eyed boy’s arms went around the captain’s neck squishing their bodies close together.
Atobe feasted on the boxers neck greedily, sucking and biting on the lightly tanned skin, leaving possessive marks behind.
A hand soon found itself in under the maid skirt, finding the neglected shaft and started stroking, Sengoku tightened in rhythm as he started to fist himself.
Atobe noticing the motions under the skirt and hearting the change in the orange haired boy’s voice, shifted the skirt up exposing the hand and cock.
The Yamabuki players breath hitched as he felt air ghost over his bare flesh and he blushed a little, new sparks of blinding pleasure shooting through them both at the sight.

“Come for me Kiyosumi…my pretty maid..” the purple haired captain purred hotly into his lovers soft ear, licking it provokingly.
Sengoku tossed his head back on a cry, the small maid hat went flying off somewhere, “Keigo!” he moaned softly, tightening on the invasion hard as come spurted out to cover his hand, thighs and bit of the skirt.
A growl ripped from the flamboyant boy’s throat and he bit down hard on Sengoku’s shoulder, orgasm ripping through him as well and he filled the clenching heat with thick spurts of come.
The two slumped, panting roughly, both flushed and sweaty from their little work out.
Grasping the glass again, Atobe first let Sengoku have a sip then took one of his own, finishing the glass.

“So any objections to this?” the Hyoutei captain purred, leaning to kiss the taller boy gently, mingling the tastes around between their mouths.
Sengoku snorted softly, and after the kiss ended lifted his hand lazily and licked the fluids off smiling.
“As long as you wash the suits, I’m okay with it..” the happy go lucky boy answered simply.
Once more the smirk spread out on Atobe’s lips.
“Good next time, you’ll be a Sailor Girl..” he grinned, Sengoku’s eyes widened until…
“WHAT!!!!” was heard all through the mansion.


THE END!