Death Juice: It'll Be The End Of You

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I'm not reposting the disclaimer. Go to chapter 1 for all that crap.

Okay! Wow! So I've written the next chapter up! Took a little longer than I expected though. T__T

Akutsu: What the hell are you apologising for?! Get on with it!
griD: Okay, okay! Jeez, anyone would think you got PMS just like Tezuka >.>;
Akutsu: WHAT WAS THA-! *griD hits the boy over the head with a racket*

Right! So, on with it! I'd like to point out that this chapter is UNBETA'D so far. When it is this warning will be gone. ^_^

Also, we want to thank Gods aneurysm, Nanaka, ladygizarme, Houseki and fei-chan our first reviewers! You have saved Fuji from killing five captains. The other 200 odd people that looked at the fic however have condemned the poor captains to death! YOU WOULDN'T DO IT IF THEY WERE FAIRIES! Oh wait... hehe... they are fairies XD. Anyway, thanks to you guys for making us have an attack of the warm and fuzzies!

*griD gets hit over the head with a racket*
Akutsu: Now read the damn fic.

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Echizen pulled his cap low over his eyes and mumbled a ”mada madasune senpai...” as he walked into the locker room behind Fuji and Eiji, not really liking his options. Everyone knew Fuji was a sadist, and a sneaky bastard at that – and well Kikumaru – Kikumaru was just plain weird, and hyper. Getting under the spray and letting the water run off him, Echizen decided that he’d take his chances with the sadist, at least Fuji didn’t call him ’Ochibi’ and pounce on him all the time. Current ’Ochibi’ count: 12 954 Turning off the water the green haired boy walked out of the showers and over to Seigaku’s genius. ”Fujji-senpai...” his eyes never left the floor, his cheeks pinkening a little as he tried to keep his cool. ”I need some help...”

Eiji, after what seemed like an eternity, finally walked out of the showers humming on of The Chocolates’ latest tunes. He was too busy wondering what he was going to wear to the party that he smacked straight into someone, his towel landing on his head as he lay twitching on the ground. Probability of a head injury doing any damage whatsoever to Kikumaru’s GPA: 0%. Oishi’s head made a sickening thud as it smacked against the ground when someone decided to bowl him over while he was trying to get dressed. ”E-Eiji...” the vice captain blushed hard as his doubles partner lay sprawled out on top of him. The redhead whimpered at the pain from the fall, promptly turning the same colour as his hair when he realised he was sitting in Oishi’s lap naked. Both boys must have instantly thought that standing up and covering themselves would make it better, however instead of seperating, they only managed to trip over and end up in an even more awkward mess of limbs. Oishi could feel Eiji’s face in his crotch and his cock twitched to life, he didn’t really have a chance to faint of get a nosebleed as images of his friend ’nyaing’ as he sucked him into oblivion filled his head. At that thought however... he did get a nosebleed. On average Oishi loses 300mL of blood during every nosebleed, but has been known to loose up to 850mL at any one time. Must investigate further to see if Oishi is really a vampire that walks during the day as massive blood loss does not seem to effect him to a normal extent.

”Echizen?” A very naked Fuji turned to face him, not remotely phased that he was exposed for the entire room to see. ”What did you need help with?” he smiled his usual smile as he continued to towel himself off. It took all of Echizen’s self control not to stare directly at his senpai’s crotch. Possibly explained by the fact that Fuji’s penis is at the very least, 1.5 times larger than any other Regular’s. Mental note: must find out whether or not the strange food Fuji eats promotes hormonal growth... ”I don’t have any clothes...” Fuji chuckled as he looked the freshman over. ”I can see that...” he purred, loving the deep shade of red the other boy turned at his obvious mistake. ”I don’t have any clothes for the party tonight. I was wondering if you could help me find something?” he mumbled. The brunette’s eyes lit up at the chance to have some fun with the freshman. ”Ah, you want to go shopping?” Fuji loved shopping, especially for clothes. Lord knows what Tezuka would have done without his help over all these years. Most likely would have worn whatever was put in his cupboard by his mother. Probability of liking her choice of outfits: 9.45% Research indicates that Tezuka’s mother likes to buy him traditional style clothing, consisting of ’gaudy looking kimonos’. Quote source: Fuji. ”Mmm, okay. Just let me get changed and we’ll go. We can get food at the department store.” Momo poked his head out from around the corner, stepping over the Golden Pair that were still on the floor. ”Food!? Fuji-senpai is paying for food?!” Fuji laughed and put a hand on the power player’s shoulder. ”No, I’m going on a date with Echizen.” the glint in his eyes said it all as he walked back over to his locker chuckling softly. While he dressed the two friends had a screaming match about how Echizen was or wasn’t meant to be going on a date with the genius.

Eiji only blushed deeper feeling the vice captain’s dick press into his cheek, with a surprised yelp he tried to shift away, ultimately failing, his lips accidentally brushing along Oishi’s tip. Pulling up at the sensation the acrobat cried ”Oishi!” as he noticed the waterfall of blood cascading down the black haired boy’s face. Untangling himself quickly, Eiji scooted up into Oishi’s lap and started helping him try to stop the blood. ”Eiji...” Oishi moaned every time the redhead shifted on his lap, his hardened length being squeezed between the redhead’s supple asscheeks. ”E-Eiji!” the vice captain stilled the hyperactive acrobat so he could calm down. The redhead’s cheeks burned so much he thought they were about to fall off, only just noticing the heated length, threatening to push inside him. ”Oishi I was just trying to... I...” he looked away, not daring to move. ”I.. I know Eiji...” Oishi put his hands on the acrobat’s hips and lifted safely him off his lap. He was crimson as he stood up and wrapped his towel around his hips, it not even fitting now that he was hard. ”I’ll see you at the party later tonight then Eiji...” he mumbled and turned to his locker, grabbing clothes out to get dressed. ”Hoi! Hoi!” the redhead beamed in agreement, inside feeling a little sad that he’d lost the heat that was so close to being inside him. Although it was probably for the best that nothing happened, right?

Echizen was bright red and finally managed to stop Momo from giving him ’date noogies’ before he stated in a rather pissed off voice. ”It’s not a date! He’s helping me pick clothes for the party and we’re getting food while we’re there! Jeez...” Momo stopped and blinked a few times, letting the information seep through the dense material that surounded his brain. You could almost hear the gears cranking. ”Fuji-senpai that was mean! Letting me think that you and Echizen were going on a date when all you were doing was shopping!” he made a pouty face at the tensai who was now fully dressed, stylishly as always. Momo stopped dead and looked down at his clothes, back to Fuji’s, over to Echizen’s, back to Fuji’s and then finally back at his. ”Ah... I think I need help too.” he looked at the floor as Fuji just laughed again, nodding. It seemed everyone wanted to look their best since it was Atobe’s party and he was always big on things being stylish and just so. ”Then shall we go?” the genuis smiled and walked out the door of the clubhouse. Echizen pulled on his clothes in a rush as he was still standing there in nothing but a towel when Fuji walked out. Jogging lightly to catch up to the two boys outside, they started to walk down to the department store. Fuji was amused at the extremely uncertain expression that the freshman held after his ’date’ comment. ”It’s all right Echizen,” he smiled. ”I was only kidding.” Echizen’s mind drifted while Momo and Fuji talked about something he didn’t particularly care about. A date? Well, it did sound like one. Shopping, going to eat – all that was missing was a movie and then yeah it probably would have been a date. He shook of the thought entirely. Everyone at Seigaku knew Fuji had it bad for Tezuka Correction: Everyone EVERYWHERE knows Fuji wants Tezuka. It has now been so firmly entrenched in their minds that I have found that even Wikipedia classes Tezuka Kunimitsu as the ’property’ of Fuji Syuusuke. Conclusion: Fuji is scary.

Inui sat down on a bench in the park and pulled out his notebook, time to start work on Kaidoh's new training menu. He laid down on the grass and started lifting his leg weights while scribbling things that could increase Kaidoh's speed as they came to mind. As he kept thinking about Kaidoh he remembered what the junior had said about Inui's crotch being his. What had he meant by that? And if he had meant what Inui thought he meant then why hadn't it happened yet? This has now been clarified by an 85% chance that Kaidoh is too shy to disrespect his seniors. Probability that I would thoroughly enjoy being disrespected: 100%. Inui was startled out of his thoughts by Tezuka who came to talk to him about what exactly happened with the juice. Laying down next to the data man, the captain seemed unusually tense. ”I apologise profusely for the incident with my juice at practise. I really must have miscalculated one of the ingredients...” the data man offered but stopped as soon as he saw Tezuka wincing slightly when he moved. The brunette lookd over at his now silent teammate. ”My muscles are sore.” he stated matter of factly. In all honesty Tezuka was stressed out. He had way too many things to deal with as it was, without being turned into a cat-thing by something Inui left laying around the tennis courts. As the overseer of the team’s well being Inui was obligated to help his captain. After all he couldn’t have the captain’s muscles locking up during a match from being overstressed. Reluctant as always, Tezuka decided that he might as well, it’s not like he could reach around and do it himself anyway, and Inui was better than some flirty girl at a sports therapy place, cheaper too. As Tezuka stripped off his shirt and laid into his arms Inui noted that this was the second time today that the captain had been half naked and rubbing up against him. Probability that Fuji will try and remove my head from my body if he finds out: 87.4% The other 12.6% is the probability of Fuji trying to remove my entire soul from my body and devour it so he can keep smiling all the time without his face hurting.

Echizen by mere chance, that and he was uninterested in the conversation that was taking place, spotted Tezuka and Inui sprawled out on the grass together. His movements stopped for a split second until he realised that he probably shouldn’t watch whatever was going to happen over there, or draw attention to it since Fuji was a little... crazy. Momo however, wasn’t like Echizen. ”Oi! Oi! Echizen, Fuji-senpai! Isn’t that captain Tezuka and Inui-senpai?” the junior reefed the freshman and senior into the bushes as Tezuka let out a lound moan when Inui’s hands started moving over the muscles in his back.

The data player was surprised at just how tense the brunette was, he had so many muscle knots it was amazing that he managed to move let alone play tennis. What Inui would have liked to say: ”Tezuka, this level of tension in your muscles indicates that you should have more downtime and deligate your responsibilites more. What Inui actually said after the moan: ”Tezuka... you’re so tense...” it came out husky and more than a little suggestive. Another half groan half moan came from the captain, ”I know. Just make it feel better...”

A rustle in the bushes had Momo absolutely gaping. ”They sound like a porn film...” he murmured as he watched the two boys that were splayed out on the grass. ”You know... it’s how they always start...” Echizen stiffened at that comment, cheeks reddening. ”We shouldn’t be watching... Fuji-senpai is...”

Before anyone knew it, Tezuka was sprawled out over Inui’s lap making small noises of pleasure and relaxation, as all the tension was worked out of his muscles. Inui had never thought of Tezuka this way, Aside from that one scary bondage dream (see Inui reference book #12, page 34-39) but the sounds he was making were a little hard to ignore. He prided himself on his self control but he was starting to get a little hot under the collar. Heartrate increase of 22%, Breathing increase of 13% Percentage of blood that was now rushing towards a different head: 12% Clearing his throat, Inui announced ”Tezuka... you’re done.” he tried to sound convincing and as he expected the captain shifted off him and redressed. The data player almost sighed in relief.

Fuji was on the other side of Momo and poked his head out, still smiling his normal smile. ”I’m here Echizen. Anyway, do you want to keep heading to the shops now?” he was glad that Inui hadn’t made a move on Tezuka or vice versa. There would have been hell to pay Like locusts, fireballs and a 45% chance of it raining the blood of the innocent... if that had happened. But, since all was well, he decided to move on and get to the fun part – dress ups! Echizen and Momo nodded getting up and dusting their pants off, following after Fuji. On the way the group passed a hamburger place that Oishi was walking into. They didn’t have time to talk, but they’d see him at the party anyway, so they just continued on their way to the department store. Once they got there, Fuji lead the two boys through and past all the various racks and shoved them into a change room each. ”Be good and wait here, I’ll bring you things to try on.” with that he happily went off to search for some nice clothes to put on his teammates.

Oishi wandered into the burger joint that was down the road from the school. He needed something to eat ofter that episode with Eiji, he was... oh god... he was so close to... that... That vice captain blushed as he took his food and sat down by the window. He was still horny as hell from all of it too. He wanted Eiji so badly he probably could have done it back then too... but Eiji didn’t like him that way. Sighing he got out a notebook and a pencil while sipping on his coke. Eiji had also wandered down town looking for a place to eat, he’d wanted to find Momo but he’d left already, then again, that was probably a good thing of Eiji’s wallet. On the way there his mind kept wandering back to what happened with Oishi earlier. It had felt nice to have him there, threatening to push inside him. Just thinking about it made his pants tighten. ”Nya...” He stopped outside of the burger place he normally went with Momo, and suddenly leapt into action when he saw Oishi sitting in the window. Cultural reference note (personal use): This can be likened to a drunk samurai pizza cat on Acid. In other words: Scary. [Colourful terminology used for lack of a better description.] Funnily enough, Eiji had done everything he could to try calling attention to himself, it worked of course. Just on everyone but Oishi. Oishi was so lost in his own little world that he didn’t even notice Seigaku’s only male cheerleader standing in front of him. To most people’s surprise, the vice captain was actually a decent artist. He had to sit through so many of those dull student government meetings it was hard not to doodle when people droned on and on about things that they couldn’t possibly organise. In all honesty, being the student body president sucked ass sometimes. Oishi was currently doodling a picture of Eiji looking over his shoulder and blushing, wearing absolutely nothing and holding a tennis racket. The scene from just before was playing over and over in his mind and it turned him on – turned him on to the point where the tip of his hardened length was pressing up against the underneath of the table as he scribbled the sexy looking picture.

Fuji had picked out a pair of black hipster skate jeans and a punky looking button down shirt for Momo, he was quite happy with the selection because of Momo’s demeanour and attitude. It would surely bring all the guy’s attention towards his well defined shoulders and arms. For Echizen he’d chosen something a little more toned down, a hooded vneck style sweater and a pair of whitewash blue jeans that hugged tight. Oh yes, very Echizen. A few mumbled thank you’s from both boys had them on their way to trying on their outfits. Echizen looked at the clothes and put them on, of course they all fitted perfectly, but he frowned anyway. Looking over his shoulder in the mirror, there was only one way to describe the look on the freshman’s face – that was – ’OH MY GAWD! MY ASS LOOKS SOOOO FAT IN THESE!’ Fuji had to smile at the pout that had formed on the little samurai’s lips as he stared at his ass in the mirror. ”No, your ass doesn’t look fat in those jeans and you look hot.” the genius stated before going to find a new outfit for himself. Probability of Fuji’s outfit selection being a little more than promiscuous: 100% Personal Notes: Investigate further to see if any of Fuji’s relatives own a brothel. If so, then the mystery of where Fuji gets his fashion ideas is now solved. After a few minutes Fuji came back with an absolutely smouldering outfit – it really left nothing to the imagination – but frowned as all the change rooms were taken. He knew Echizen was dressed and still in his stall, so he simply got inside with his teammate. ”There’s no change rooms left, so I’m changing here.” the brunette said as he hung up his outfit and started to strip off. Echizen had seen him in the locker rooms on more than one occassion, so it wasn’t a big deal anyway. Echizen was fiddling with his shirt and nodded. ”Fuji-senpai, does this shirt come in a different colour?” the golden eyed boy wasn’t exactly what you’d call fond of dressing in lime green. ”You need more colour, Echizen. Plus, black isn’t really your colour.” Fuji said as he slipped his slim hips into his tight black flares. If the genius didn’t know how to tuck himself into them right, he’d probably need a size bigger just to accommodate his length. He threaded his arms into a very revealing crushed velvet shirt and did up the laces at the front. ”How does this look?” he twirled a little and looked expectantly at the freshman.

The redhead pouted and tapped his doubles partner on the head, noticing the picture he was drawing. ”O-i-shiiiiiiii!” he whined. ”Eiji?!” the vice captain almost jumped out of his skin and immediately tried to hide the picture he was drawing, not to mention the rather conspicuous erection he had from daydreaming about the acrobat. ”I... ah... how long have you been here?” Oishi was blushing the colour of the tomato sauce he had just put on his fries. Needless to say, being discovered in this kind of situation made him feel a little uncomfortable. Oishi’s blush count increases by over 73% around Kikumaru. Sexual tension between doubles partners is unacceptable. Must add a new item to Oishi’s training menu: masturbation. Eiji, with his usual cat-like reflexes, snatched the page out of the black haired boy’s book and studied it. Leaning over the table Eiji looked into Oishi’s eyes. ”Nya, Oishi! You’re really perverted!” he grinned. It took a few moments for that to sink into the vice captain’s brain. ”Ah... I umm... well you see... that is, about before and just now... Eiji I...” no words would come out as he tried to explain everything. It wasn’t like the redhead to miss when anything was off with his partner, especially when said partner had an absolutely zonking great big boner under the table. Must research definition of ’zonking’ and add to my vocabulary. Reason: To better understand Kikumaru when he explains things. Colloquial terminology knowledge is a necessity. Correction: I gotta talk the talk, yo. Taking a seat across from the blushing boy, Eiji got a sly look in his eyes and slid a foot teasingly over the heated length. ”Hoi, hoi Oishi! I liked it nya!” he purred, still grinning as he leaned his head in a hand casually. The vice captain looked completely dumbfounded. Levelled would probably be a more appropriate description. ”You... ah... I mean, Eiji, you want to? With me?” he blinked a few times. The acrobat’s eyes fell half lidded as he nodded in response. Oishi was more than a little stunned by the sudden confession. He twirled a french fry in his fingers for a few moments before absent mindedly dipping it in sauce and giving it to Eiji. He was so used to eating with the redhead, that feeding him his fries had become second nature, but he blushed a new shade of red when he felt the salt being licked off his fingers. "E-Eiji..." he almost moaned his partner's name. The vice captain’s throat had very quickly become dry, he was so turned on that it was hard to keep moans from coming out between his words. ”Do you... hnn...” Oishi’s eyes fell closed. ”Want to go to Atobe’s party with me then? Like, together? Maybe...? Ah! Eiji!” he gasped as his finger was taken all the way into the redhead’s mouth.

”But I don’t like this green...” the green haired boy grumbled and then blushed as he felt his pants tighten untile they were uncomfortable to wear. Clearing his throat he tried to get his voice to work, ”Looks like you want someone to fuck y- I mean... it looks good. Very... ’hot’.” Fuji chuckled, pretending not to notice the tightening in the freshman’s pants. ”Hmm, I thought it looks rather flattering on you. But would you like a deep maroon one instead?” the genius pulled out the exact same sweater in the deep red colour. Fuji was scarily smart sometimes. ”I thought you might be worried that one would match your hair – so I got a different colour just in case.” he bent down and winked at the extremely red Echizen. Yes, Fuji was scary when it came to knowing how people would react to certain things. Musing as the other boy stripped out of the green shirt, the brunette made his comment off-handedly with his usual innocent smile. ”And I look like I want someone to screw me? Oh my, I wonder who would want to do that?” Echizen shifted a little, his nipples were rock hard since he was so excited, but he tried in vain to hide it. He didn’t even notice he was licking his lips as his eyes wandered over Fuij’s body for about the thousandth time in only a few minutes. He slid the maroon shirt on, a thoutful sound muffled by the thick fabric. ”...Captain Tezuka... maybe?” he offered meekly, casting another small glance at the genius’ crotch. Fuji just gave a knowing smile as the freshman offered the person whose personality was the closest to his own. It was quite a lame dodge of his perfectly innocent little remark. Although he never would have thought Echizen would have seen him in that respect. In a sexual way that is, obviously Seigaku’s resident genius sorely misjudged the boy’s hormones. ”Oh?” he said with an amused smile, ”Just Tezuka? Or does that apply to all people that have become Seigaku’s pillar of support?” he teased, stepping closer to the younger boy. Oh how Fuji loved to tease. That’s what Tezuka hated most about him, the constant teasing. This is true. Tezuka’s frustration level increases almost ten fold thanks to Fuji prodding him in all the wrong places. Mental note: Ask Fuji to prod Tezuka in the right places for the benefit of the team. Sexually frustrated Tezuka equates to more laps than is physically possible. If Fuji refuses to prod Tezuka, add masturbation to his training menu also. Must investigate if lack of self service only runs in captains and vice captains. Echizen backed up into the corner of the change room, biting his lower lip hard enough to make him wince. ”M-maybe...” it came out in a heated whisper as the brunette pushed them both up against the wall. ”So, and over all assessment of how I look is as follows: I look good enough for you to want to have sex with me?” Not that the answer wasn’t half obvious. Fuji could feel the freshman’s cock throbbing against his thigh, straining with need. A small whimper escaped the smaller boy as he choked out a ”Y...Yes...” as a teasing finger found its way down his chest, stopping just before his groin. ”Ah, good. Then I look decent.” he winked and back off, taking his things and walking out of the booth nonchalantly. ”I’ll see you at the sales counter so you can buy those clothes.” he called out, disappearing around the corner, leaving the green haired boy to gather his things so they could all go and get something to eat.

Eiji licked his lips after he’d released Oishi’s finger, smiling innocently like he’d done nothing at all – and like he wasn’t doing anything with his foot under the table either. Mental note: Get Kikumaru to stop hanging around Fuji. Their contact should be limited as over exposure to Fuji may cause adverse reactions in the team – not to mention the universal equilibrium. He felt his own length twitch a little when Oishi moaned his name. ”Hoi! Like a real date! It’ll be fun Oishi!” the redhead beamed, glancing at the clock. They still had a few hours before the party, ”Want to go and find clothes or... something else?” he put the emphasis on ’something’ and winked playfully. If Oishi could have reacted any faster he would have been a super human blur. He and Eiji were up and out of the burger place in record time. ”You always look good Eiji... I don’t think our clothes are an issue...” he thought about all the sexy outfits that showed a little of Eiji’s stomach here or a bit of his hips there... it drove him wild. And girls were always all over Oishi, so he must have done something right. The vice captain practically dragged his partner onto the nearest bus that was heading in the direction of his house and got them on it. It was a good thrity minutes to Oishi’s from where they were and he couldn’t wait that long... not if his life depended on it. The bus was packed, but it was easier that way because Eiji was forced to sit on Oishi’s lap so they could fit, and facing him so they could talk and hear each other. The black haired boy’s baggy school shirt covered them both up enough to do what he wanted anyway. Oishi’s hand snaked its way up the redhead’s shirt, roaming along the band of the black school pants before stopping in the middle and slowly undoing the zip. Eiji gasped feeling his pants coming undone, they weren’t going to do that here, right? He had to stifle a moan as his length was promptly freed. ”Nyaa.. Oishi... what are you doing?” the blushing redhead looked around to see if anyone else on the bus was noticing any of it. After getting Eiji’s now throbbing member from his pants, Oishi started to stroke it slowly, so no one would notice the movement, his grip was firm, putting pressure in all the right spots so it didn’t matter that it was slow, the feeling growing more intense with each jerk. ”Eiji...” the vice captain’s eyes closed in pleasure as he continued to move. He was lost to being so close to the acrobat, lost in a haze of lust. He was blushing so hard it almost looked painful, but he wasn’t afraid, his head resting on Eiji’s shoulder as his other hand wrapped around the back of the other boy, keeping their bodies close. To everyone on the bus, it just looked like the two boys were embarrassed about sitting together like that, nothing more, nothing less.

Eiji bucked a little into the warm hand, hiding his head in Oishi’s neck, mewling and panting into his partner’s ear. He couldn’t believe they were doing this on a bus – in peak hour no less. Even though the redhead would have liked to be a little more aphrehensive about the entire situation, that didn’t mean he didn’t want to join in. Reaching down he pressed his palm into the firm tent of Oishi’s pants and rubbed a little, feeling the shaft pulse and twitch under his touch. Quivering at the teasing way Eiji was touching him, Oishi decided to help his little redhead along. Reaching under his shirt, he unzipped himself and pressed up into Eiji’s waiting hand. He would have almost screamed had they been somewhere else, the sensation almost being too much as he started to nip and suck at the exposed skin on Eiji’s neck, tongue starting to work its magic. The heat in the backseat of the bus was starting to bubble and boil as Oishi felt the redhead thrust into his hand harder and whimper, ”Nya... Oishi. Kiss.” he panted in that cute Eiji way, ”Kiss me...” At that, Oishi moaned softly into the redhead's neck, the plea shooting straight through him, making him even hotter if that was at all possible. Slowly moving his lips up to the redhead's he pressed them together, tongue easily sliding into Eiji's mouth, exploring everywhere it could reach. The friction between there bodies was almost maddening as he kept probing and swirling, feeling and tasting the other boy, wishing that he could just flatten him out on the floor and take him. Eiji tightened his grip around his shaft and ran his thumb over the head just so - Oishi was completely lost to that, he was so close after so little it was amazing. But he knew the Eiji was as well, which made his total lack of control a little more bearable. Breaking their kiss his husky voice was commanding and sexy, "Come with me Eiji... God... Come with me..." with those whispered words Oishi was pushed over the edge and thrust upwards, spilling his release up his shirt and over his muscled stomach. A few moments later warmth covered the vice captain’s hand as the redhead came hard, shuddering a little with the sensation and pouting at effort it took to keep quiet. Oishi’s breath was coming in shallow, almost ragged pants as he reached his lips up to take Eiji's in a soft kiss. "Mmmm... Eiji..." he breathed, trying to slow the beating of his heart. However, it was only going to get faster when he was nudged a little from the side, and a throat clearing sound was made. Puzzled, the vice captain looked up and was absolutely mortified when he saw Tezuka looking a little more than surprised at him. On the other side of the captain was Inui, the two boys almost gaping at the scene they had just witnessed. "T-Tezuka?! Inui!?! Ah, what are you- I mean, ah... how long have you been here?” No comment.

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