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Title: Handcuffs and Dreams
Author: the all powerful kitti-sama
Pairing: Saeki/Kisarazucest, Irei/Ryousuke(possible)
Rating: R
Fandom: Prince of Tennis/Tenimyu
Summary: Ryousuke has dreams about the Kisarazu brother's doing things for their birthday.

Katou Ryousuke had been excited when he had gotten the call from Marvelous Entertainment about wanting to bring him back to play Kisarazu Ryou. As he’d told KENN later on the phone how could they possibly hope to find someone who was a match for his good looks? KENN had told him that in a few seconds he was going to start sounding like the other Katou of Tenimyu fame.

 

It was true though; if they had wanted to find an exact match it would have been difficult. And the Kisarazu twins were identical after all. Still, some times Katou wished that maybe he had not gotten the call. Since taking on the persona of Ryou he had started having some interesting dreams. Dreams that had involved images of Kisarazu Ryou and Kisarazu Atsushi… doing things.

 

Closing his eyes and pulling the covers up to his shoulders Ryousuke had a feeling tonight was going to be one of those nights.

 

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Atsushi knew that in the clubroom at St. Rudolph’s his regular teammates would be waiting impatiently. Mizuki-san had baked him a cake, a two-layered chocolate one with raspberry jam in between the layers, and a light vanilla frosting. Mizuki-san always investigated what would be the perfect birthday cake, so the team made sure that either Akazawa or Yuuta was told what kind of cake they wanted to avoid Mizuki getting misinformation. Yuuta would have brought the streamers, while Nomura had the job of getting paper products ready. Yanagisawa had been sent out yesterday to get the team gift to him. Atsushi didn’t know what it was but he knew it was about a square foot and wrapped in silver paper. Akazawa-buchou would be looking for him right about now, and Kaneda would have gotten out the ponta.

 

Unfortunately he would be unable to enjoy the birthday party because he had been kidnapped.

 

“Ni-chan.” Atsushi tugged on the handcuffs as his brother led him off the train. “Are these really necessary?” Atsushi knew he probably should have been more careful about his surroundings today. He had called his brother and talked with him this weekend. Atsushi had tried to explain that he was not planning on coming home this week. Ryou had not been terribly happy about his decision.

 

“Yes.” Ryou nodded. “Without them you might have managed to run off, or hijack the train and go back to Tokyo, or something.” All of this was said with his brothers trademark poker face. Atsushi rolled his eyes.

 

“Ni-chan, I’m not an action movie star.” Atsushi turned to look at their light brown haired companion. “Sae-san please tell ni-chan to unlock my hands?” Saeki chuckled and looked down at the handcuffed wrists.

 

“Sorry Atsushi, I like the bound look on you.” Saeki stuck his hands in his pockets, looking around as they walked to the Kisarazu household. “And you’d be more of a damsel in distress then action star.”

 

Atsushi made a frustrated noise and pouted at his brother.

 

“Totally the damsel.” Ryou let a small smile quirk the edges of his lips before reaching behind Atsushi’s head, untying the red ribbon quickly.

 

“Ni-chan!” Atsushi barely had time to protest before the ribbon was securely knotted around the chain of his handcuffs and his brother was walking a few paces ahead, turning the ribbon and cuff combo into a leash.

 

“C’mon, the sooner you get home the sooner we can celebrate.” Atsushi debated kicking the snickering Saeki in the ankle but decided it would be too much like his brother. Tossing his head back Atsushi allowed his brother to pull him through Chiba.

 

“Is Mom home?” He asked as they stepped into the house, though he noticed there weren’t any other shoes in the genkan.

 

“No.” Ryou shrugged, continuing to lead Atsushi on the improvised leash. “Dad had a seminar today, for the bank. He and Mom are in Tokyo for a few days.” Somehow Atsushi was not surprised that his parents were out of town on their sons’ birthdays. Of course his brother had probably convinced both parents to go.

 

“Ni-chan can you unlock my hands now?” Atsushi whined a bit as he was pushed down to sit on the living room sofa. Saeki moved to sit on one side of the sofa, and Ryou on the other, putting Atsushi in the middle. Trading a look over Atsushi’s head Saeki and Ryou both smirked.

 

“No.” Suddenly Atsushi found Ryou’s hand in his lap. He blushed as his brother started moving his hand, rubbing it against Atsushi’s groin. Atsushi blushed and glanced at his brother as he tried prying the others hand away. “Told you, you were the damsel. Being taken off to be ravished.” Ryou had a hungry look in his eyes, and he was pushing Atsushi back from the middle seat straight into Saeki’s lap as he crawled forward.

 

“N-ni-chan.” Atsushi squirmed, trying to get off the couch but found himself wrapped in Saeki’s arms. He glanced behind him and flustered as Saeki gave him the same hungry look that Ryou was giving him. “But… Saeki’s…” Ryou had obviously invited his friend to play and Atsushi didn’t feel at all comfortable being the play toy.

 

“Don’t mind, Koujirou just wants to give you a good birthday present.” Ryou nuzzled his brother’s neck, his long hair sliding on the bare skin there and teasing Atsushi. Atsushi shivered, a small gasp slipping past his lips as his brother nipped at his skin. “Right Koujirou?”

 

“Yep.” Saeki agreed, fingers nimbly undoing Atsushi’s belt and slipping it out of his belt loops. “A real good present.” Seeing no help from that corner Atsushi turned to his brother again.

 

“Ni-chan I thought we said we wouldn’t do this anymore.” Atsushi distinctly remembered a conversation on it the last time he had come home. Of course it had mostly consisted of him talking and Ryou listening and this his brother had…. Atsushi felt the tips of his ears burn.

 

“You said we wouldn’t do this anymore.” Ryou slid one long fingered hand under Atsushi’s shirt, tickling his brother’s side. “I politely disagreed.”

 

“N-ni-chan.” Atsushi stuttered through a short giggle fit, and then suppressed a soft moan when Ryou’s fingers found his sensitive spots, like his twin always had. Wriggling back Atsushi felt his back meet Saeki’s warm broad chest, and his ass hit the bulge in Saeki’s pants.

 

“Don’t you want me ShuShu?” Ryou was pouting at him now and Atsushi knew he could never say no to his brother when he wanted something. Right now what Ryou seemed to want was he.

 

“N- yeah…” Atsushi blushed and ducked his head. “Yes, ni-chan, I want you.” He squirmed against Saeki’s bulge, enjoying the way the taller boy caught his breath. “Does Sae-san want us?” He asked coquettishly and knew from the wide smile spreading his brother’s face it was the right thing to do.

 

“Hey, I’m just here to please the birthday boys.” Saeki’s voice was husky now, and he was speaking right in Atsushi’s ear. Atsushi wiggled.

 

“Well it’s not a very good present if we have to tell you what we want.” Ryou climbed so that he was perched on top of Atsushi’s lap, pushing the other back against Saeki.

 

“I agree.” Atsushi rocked his hips, brushing upwards against his brother and then back down grinding against Saeki. Ryou reaches past Atsushi to tug Saeki into a kiss. Atsushi scooted away, turning his head so he could watch.

 

“Mmmm.” Saeki’s eyes were closed, kissing Ryou back sloppily. Ryou had his eyes open and was watching Saeki’s every move as he kissed him. He flickered a glance to Atsushi lips twitching into a smirk at the twin’s entranced expression. Ryou was certainly getting everything he wanted for his birthday.

 

“Wow.” Saeki pulled away, blinking a little dazedly. Atsushi moved forward then, brushing lips against Saeki’s and waiting until the others green eyes had focused on his own. Kissing Saeki Atsushi put every trick his brother had ever done to him to good use. Atsushi closed his eyes this time, while Saeki kept his open.

 

“My turn.” Ryou broke the kiss up and then ran fingers through Atsushi’s short hair, holding his brother in a breath-stealing kiss that seemed to last ages. It ended when they both shifted and tumbled off the couch onto the floor. The blinked, because sometime during the kiss their pants had disappeared.

 

“Moving down?” Saeki knelt in between the two twins, and ran a hand underneath their shirts, molesting identical chests that were still different. The twins both had a swimmers build, but Atsushi had muscles in places Ryou didn’t and Ryou’s skin was a lot less silky. Maybe they had moisturized more at St. Rudolph’s.

 

“I’d like to move down.” Ryou muttered, hands making short work of Saeki’s tight pants. “Go down more like.” Atsushi blushed at the rough terminology and wiggled as Saeki moved both hands under his shirt.

 

“So…” Saeki looked over one boxer clad ass and then the brief clad groin. “I guess you don’t share underwear? Ow!” Saeki looked down as Ryou bit his thigh. “Sensitive skin down there.”

 

Ryou stuck his tongue out. “I know.” Then he licked up Saeki’s cock, causing the brunet to shut up and go back to molesting Atsushi. Pulling Atsushi’s shirt off they encountered a problem.

 

“Can we take the cuffs of now?” Atsushi whined. He was greeted by a resounding ‘no’, which made him pout. His briefs came off next and Atsushi was about to complain about being the only one naked when a warm callused hand wrapped around his Sushi Roll and stroked.

 

Ryou sucked on Saeki, bobbing his head up and down and gagging slightly when the others cock hit the back of his throat. Pulling away he fished in Saeki’s pants pocket and pulled out the tube of lube he knew the other had stored there. It was frosting flavored, for their birthday. Turning around he poured some onto Saeki’s hand as he stroked Atsushi’s cock and then began fishing through his own pants for the condoms.

 

“Uhn…” Atsushi closed his eyes, arching his hips forward into the warm, and now slick hand tugging up and down on his sushi roll. He gasped as curious fingers started worming their way inside of his ass, two of his brothers slim digits wiggling carefully first one knuckle and then the other. “N-ni-chan?” He blinked open his eyes soon enough to catch his brother ripping the condom open with his teeth.

 

He whimpered. Damn that was hot.

 

“Oi, where’s my condom?” Saeki whined and Ryou handed one back to him along with a green, pink, and white striped tube. “Thank you Ryou-chan.”

 

“Don’t call me Ryou-chan.” Atsushi whined as his brother twisted the fingers inside of him, shivers racing up and down his body as his prostate was toyed with. Did his brother and Saeki have sex often enough to banter in the middle? Unfair! “And if you’re rough I’ll castrate you.”

 

“Nag, nag, nag.” There was another noise of ripping plastic and then Atsushi watched as his brother’s face went from mildly grumpy to slightly in pain but in a good way.

 

“I said don’t be rough.” Ryou hissed, a third finger pushing into Atsushi and causing the younger boy to keen, wriggling enough to get rug burn on his shoulders.

 

“I’m not.” Saeki moved first one finger and then two, stretching Ryou out and watching over his shoulder as Atsushi writhed. Pulling his fingers out he slicked his condom covered his cock (affectionately called ‘Hang 10’) and grasped Ryou’s hips, thrusting slowly into him.

 

“Ahn…” Ryou pulled Atsushi’s legs wide, propping them up on his and Saeki’s shoulders. He pushed into his brother as Saeki pushed into him, watching the younger boy squirm even more. Then they waited, three panting teenage boys stilled on a red carpet, until Atsushi bucked his hips, signaling he was ready, then Ryou pulled out, Saeki pulling back too as they started up a pace.

 

Ryou came first, caught between his brother around him and his friend behind him his orgasm was short and sweet, tossing his hair behind him as he groaned. Atsushi followed by a few seconds, his brothers face in orgasm and the spasming hand stroking him enough to push him over the edge. Saeki pulled out of Ryou, sitting back and watching as the twins collapsed, finally coming when the two black haired boys shared a post coital kiss.

 

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Irei Kanata woke up, groaning and holding his head. Another dream. He wondered if Ueshima sensei knew any good psychiatrists.