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Aug. 29th, 2007 04:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaSex was one realm where data made a useful ally, but also a dangerous one.
It was easy to abandon yourself to the smooth touch of skin, the taste of sweat, and the way your partner's mouth looked while panting and crying out in frustration. It was also easy to over think, to wonder if that was truly a moan or a groan, and if it was from pain or pleasure. Unless, of course, your data was perfect.
Niou's hair felt fine between Yanagi's fingers, and sweat pooled in the hollow of Yagyuu's collarbone. The room was stuffy, and reeked of sweat and mildew. Years of having boys use it every day had left a scent imprint that would never be cleared away. The hard wooden benches bit into backs and the cold cement floor bruised knees. Niou applied his mouth to Yagyuu's cock, while Yanagi left bite marks over Yagyuu's chest. Tomorrow Niou would be wearing pants at practice, and Yagyuu would have an extra shirt.
Taking on Rikkai's doubles one would be a dangerous idea for most. Yukimura might have handled it, Sanada would never have been able to, but Renji made a game out of it. And both Yagyuu and Niou loved playing games.
Yagyuu bit his lip when he came, his fingers finding and holding onto Yanagi's smooth shoulder. Yanagi stroked cool fingers along Yagyuu's sticky sweaty arm.
Niou let go of Yagyuu's now limp dick with a 'pop' grinning with bruised puffy lips.
"It's your turn." Niou, Yagyuu, and Yanagi all said in synch.
"That's what you were going to say, isn't it Niou-kun?"
Niou's hair felt fine between Yanagi's fingers, and sweat pooled in the hollow of Yagyuu's collarbone. The room was stuffy, and reeked of sweat and mildew. Years of having boys use it every day had left a scent imprint that would never be cleared away. The hard wooden benches bit into backs and the cold cement floor bruised knees. Niou applied his mouth to Yagyuu's cock, while Yanagi left bite marks over Yagyuu's chest. Tomorrow Niou would be wearing pants at practice, and Yagyuu would have an extra shirt.
Taking on Rikkai's doubles one would be a dangerous idea for most. Yukimura might have handled it, Sanada would never have been able to, but Renji made a game out of it. And both Yagyuu and Niou loved playing games.
Yagyuu bit his lip when he came, his fingers finding and holding onto Yanagi's smooth shoulder. Yanagi stroked cool fingers along Yagyuu's sticky sweaty arm.
Niou let go of Yagyuu's now limp dick with a 'pop' grinning with bruised puffy lips.
"It's your turn." Niou, Yagyuu, and Yanagi all said in synch.
"That's what you were going to say, isn't it Niou-kun?"
