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[kat8cha]

Title: Locker Room Wash Up
Pairing: Yukimura/Fuji/Tezuka
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Kink, non-con
Summary: ....really, do I need one? >< Yukimura corners Tezuka and Fuji in the showers at Seigaku. Is this set during Manga/Anime? God I hope not. 14 years olds doing this is a scary thought.

Yukimura smirked as he slipped into the Seigaku tennis team's clubroom. With a small smile he checked the lockers, smiling as he came upon the one he wanted.

Tezuka looked around as Fuji cornered him in the showers again. "Fuji, now's not the time." He slipped through the tensai's wet arms, aware of the others gaze on his ass as he moved away. "I told you, not at school."

Fuji huffed, crossing his arms. "Why not? Eiji and Oishi make out at school. The Hyotei team practically holds orgies during practice and don't get me started on Rikkai." Fuji ignored Tezuka's flinch at the mention of Rikkai. "You don't let me kiss you in public, and you don't let me touch you anywhere but behind the locked doors of my room. Are you hiding from someone?" Fuji glared.

Tezuka stopped, halting and listening to the patter of the shower on the ceramic floor before turning and facing Fuji. He walked over to his upset boyfreind, cupping the others cheek. "I'm sorry Syuusuke." He murmured and placed a soft kiss on Fuji's lips. The shorter man's lips clung to his as he started pulling away, though the brunet didn't move his arms.

Yukimura applauded from where he stood in the entrance to the showers, an innocent smile on his face. "Ah... and true love conquors all." Tezuka spun around on the wet tile, backing up and keeping Fuji behind him. He glanced around the room, looking like a cornered animal. "But can true love really help you overthrow the master?" Yukimura walked forward, stopping at the edge of the waters spray. "Don't you think he'd hunt down his slave?"

Fuji's eyes widened and he made a move to get past Tezuka but the others arm blocked him. Yukimura smiled, waving at the other. "Hello Fuji-kun. I'm sure you know my reputation." His eyes glinted menacingly. "And I know yours. But what are you doing playing with my precious pet?" Tezuka grabbed Fuji and pulled the wet boy to his chest when he tried to bolt. Fuji squirmed, writing against Tezuka in a way completely different from the one he had planned.

"Tezuka's not your pet!" Fuji snarled. "Don't touch him!" Yukimura chuckled, tapping his cheek.

"What a touching display. Don't you think Tezuka-kun?" He met the others quickly warming brown eyes. "Exciting too." Yukimura glanced down Tezuka's body, taking in the sight of Fuji's pale body twisting in Tezuka's hold, trying to get at him and eliciting Tezuka's natural bodily reaction.

Fuji stopped moving when he felt Tezuka's hard cock rubbing against his hip. He turned and looked at the other. "Tezuka?" Tezuka shook his head, and now that Fuji was calm he let thet other go.

"Yukimura-sama, what can I do for you?" Tezuka asked, bowing his head slightly. Fuji stiffened and turned to glare at Yukimura. "Please let my team mate leave first, he has nothing to do with us." Yukimura's smile grew feral and he stalked into the cooling streams of water, undoing his tie as he neared the couple.

"Oh.... I think he has quite a bit to do with us." Yukimura said softly as the water drenched his white shirt and made the pants cling to his long legs.

"He's seducing you away from me after all." Yukimura wound his tie around his hands and then unwound it. Tezuka flinched a little. "No. I would never leave you Yukimura-sama." Tezuka prayed Fuji would be safe somehow. He didn't want the other to be hurt.

"Ah.... but you would have us both?" Yukimura tsked. "Thanks unfair to Fuji-kun." Yukimura's arm snaked out, grabbing Fuji by the neck and choking him, pulling him close. "I'm sure he'd like to havee us both too."

Fuji gagged, reaching for the hand holding onto his throat and trying to pry it off. He was naked and vulnerable and fuck if it wasn't sexy. It was totally stupid for him to think that though.

Yukimura smirked and held tightly onto Fuji's neck, grabbing the others wrists with his free hand and tying them with his wet silk tie. It would hold the others wrists fast.

Pulling Fuji's bound wrists over the showerhead Yukimura was amused as the short brunet was forced onto his tiptoes. Fuji blinked, taking in a deep breath as his neck was released

"You look so pretty like that Fuji-kun." Yukimura turned and looked at Tezuka with a smile. "Does he Tezuka-kun? Isn't he such a sweetheart?" Tezuka turned, looking at Fuji and nodding his head with sad eyes. Fuji jerked his hands, trying to undo the knot with slick fingers. Yukimura undid his wet shirt, revealing pale skin. "Tezuka, did you have a towel?"

Tezuka nodded, moving to grab his towel and shivering at the cool brush of air on his wet skin. Moving back he shifted his eyes between the two feminine boys. Yukimura took the towel from him and wet it with the spray from the showers before turning the cold water off. Twisting the towel he smirked and slapped the rats tail down on Fuji's chest, eliciting a sharp sudden cry from the tensai

Fuji clenched his mouth shut, biting on his bottom lip at the pain. Yukimura made another slash with the improvised whip and then another, and another. Small welts began to form on the others pale chest.

Yukimura coninued slashing the others chest with the rats tail, smirking as Fuji twisted and tried not to cry out in pain. Tezuka's hands twisted as he fought internally, reminding hims not to do anything and that his actions would only hurt Fuji more.

Finally Yukimura tossed the towel aside, scraping at the marks on Fuji's chest. "Come here Tezuka-kun, feel Fuji-kun's chest." Tezuka moved forward, placing his hand on Fuji's chest and feeling the heat from the others whipping.

Fuji twisted slightly, backing up into the stall wall, fighting to lift a little more so he could get the tie off the showerhead. "Shh, don't struggle Fuji-kun." Yukimura murmured softly. "You'll only hurt yourself." He slapped Fuji hard, reddening the others cheek.

Fuji stilled at the slap, looking down at the floor as his chest was stroked and scratched. Yukimura pinched his nipple, eliciting a small gasp. With a smile the bluenet did it again, enjoying the blush that suffused Fuji's face. "Tezuka-kun." Yukimura stroked the others hair. "Lick these dirty little nubs will you? I want them clean."

Tezuka nodded, moving to lick and suck at first one nipple then the next. He nibbled lightly on the tightening pink nubs. Fuji's nipples were the pretties pale rose shade, though now the nubs were becoming rather red.

Fuji gasped, small cries working out of his mouth. "No! Stop. Please. Tezuka, don't." He twitched, chest arching into Tezuka's mouth. "Stop."

Yukimura stepped closer, tilting Fuji's head to the side. "Why should he?" He traced his nails over the others reddenned cheek. "You're enjoying this Fuji-kun." He stroked the others half-hard cock slowly. "See?"

Fuji moaned, cheeks red from more then just the slap. "N-noo...." He shuddered as his body was teased.

"Shh, it's nothing to be ashamed of." Yukimura murmured with a smile. He nudged Tezuka's hips forward, grinding the others hard cock into Fuji's stomach. "Tezuka-kun's excited too." Tezuka grunted at the friction. "Are you enjoying Fuji-kun’s body Tezuka-kun? And you were complaining about doing this at school." Yukimura pinched Tezuka’s ass, enjoying the small moan that the other issued. He looked at Fuji over Tezuka’s shoulder as he rubbed their hips together. "Did you know that Tezuka-kun plays with me during school all the time?"

 

"No." Fuji said softly and flinched as Yukimura smacked him again. The bastard was smiling again, and now Tezuka was delicately touching his cock, stroking the weeping member softly and slowly. Fuji bit his lip, trying to hold back his moans.

 

"Fuji-kun." Yukimura tapped his bottom lip, slidding his nail over it. "When you speak, you make sure you'r loud enough to be heard." He smiled sweetly before forcing his fingers into Fuji's mouth, amused when the brunet tried to force him out with his tongue.

Yukimura smirked slightly as he pressed Fuji's tongue between his middle and pointer finger, trapping it. When the other tried to bite him he pinched the tongue harshly, earning a small cry and twisted the others nipple. "Behave Fuji-kun. It could be worse." He let go of Fuji's tongue, pushing Tezuka down onto his knees and shoving the others face in Fuji's crotch.

Fuji moaned when Tezuka opened his mouth and swallowed him down, body tensing at the sudden hot tongue moving over his cock. He shook his head slightly, groaning softly and beginning to pant. Yukimura stroked his chin and tipped his head downward to look at Tezuka as the other swallowed his cock. Fuji's legs shook, his body washing in pleasure as Tezuka started humming. It was too much.

Crying out Fuji flung his head back, hitting it on the shower room's hard wall, but uncaring about the pain. Tezuka pulled off Fuji's cock, allowing the others semen to splatter over his face. Yukimura chuckled, rubbing at the white fluid on Tezuka’s cheeks, gathering it up onto his fingers and forcing them into Fuji’s mouth, rubbing it over the others tongue.

"How do you taste Fuji-kun?" Tezuka licked around his lips, attracting Yukimura’s attention as the other cleaned the spots he had missed. "What do you think Tezuka-kun? Salty or sweet?" Fuji gagged as Yukimura finger fucked his mouth.

"Salty." Tezuka said softly. To him all semen tasted like tears.

Yukimura chuckled, pressing his face to the side of Fuji’s head, nuzzling the others quickly drying hair. "Maa, but Fuji-kun smells so sweet!" He licked the rim of Fuji’s ear, nibbling gently on the lobe. "Do you taste that way?" He bit down the lobe hard enough to leave teeth marks.

Fuji’s eyes widened and he cried out, bucking slightly as he tried to push Yukimura away. The other was having none of it, and instead moved to bite harshly on Fuji’s neck. He removed his fingers from Fuji’s mouth and spread the others legs. With Tezuka on his knees the other had the full view as Yukimura shoved two fingers roughly into Fuji’s ass.

"AH!" Fuji’s legs almost gave out on him at the sudden rough pain exploding from his ass. Twisting his body he tried to move further onto his tiptoes, trying to get away from the invading fingers and only feeling them pressed deeper. Tears rolled down his face as another finger was added, stretching him roughly and he slipped on the wet floor, bearing down on the fingers before he could catch himself.

Yukimura’s smirk widened as Fuji’s body opened up around his fingers. "Such a dirty little slut, right Mitsu?" He nudged the others head forward again, and Tezuka licked slowly at Fuji’s cock. Despite the pain, or maybe because of it Fuji’s member was reawakening. "You’re blooming for me like a rose Fuji-kun. A dirty, slutty, red rose." Yukimura hissed in the others ear venomously, adding a fourth finger inside Fuji and stretching him wide.

Tears crawled slowly down Fuji’s cheeks again and he turned his head away from Yukimura, biting back sobs. The feeling in his chest as his sobs intermingled with long drawn out moans was horrifying, like his heart was collapsing in on itself. Tezuka was lapping at his cock, slowly bringing it back to full hardness as Yukimura turned his body to the side. His shame doubled as Yukimura pulled one of his legs up, opening him wider. Tezuka’s hand helped support him, or else all of his weight would have rested on the shower pole and his shoulders.

Yukimura held Fuji’s leg in place, amused at how awkwardly the other stood, and knowing it would only get worse. Maybe he should just have Tezuka hold Fuji up completely. Mmm.... maybe. Thrusting into Fuji he bit on the others shoulder, vastly enjoying the warm clench of a previously virgin ass. "So good Fuji-kun." He licked at the bite mark. "My dirty, masochistic rose."

Fuji whimpered, tossing his head back and leaning it on Yukimura’s shoulder. His leg was shaking, tired of straining to hold him up. He was almost grateful to Yukimura when the other undid the knot holding his arms to the shower head. His wrists were clasped by Yukimura and he was pulled away from Tezuka’s licking. His eyes fluttered open in confusion.

"Lie down Tezuka-kun." Yukimura ordered with a smile. "Head by my feet." As Tezuka did so Yukimura grasped Fuji’s shoulders, forcing the other into kneeling with him. He grasped the back of Fuji’s neck, bending the other so that his cock hung over Tezuka’s mouth and his head was right above Tezuka’s crotch. "Suck him Fuji-kun, be nice to your captain." Fuji opened his mouth, akwardly balancing on one hand as he took hold of Tezuka’s cock and brought it to his mouth. Yukimura’s next harsh thrust forced him down Tezuka’s throat and Fuji cried out at the pain and the pleasure meshing in his brain.

Tezuka lay on the ground, his eyes averted from the sight of Yukimura’s thick cock plunging into Fuji’s ass. He focused on sucking the others cock, gagging as it was roughly forced down his throat before relaxing, deep throating Fuji easily. Fuji groaned and Tezuka’s hands curled into fists, his back arching slightly.

Yukimura pounded roughly into Fuji, watching in amusement as slowly but surely both of the men under him lost control, their bodies writhing as they both tried to hold back their release and yet could not stop the slowly growing pleasure. Tezuka would know what the punishment for coming without permission was, Fuji-kun would not. He slapped Fuji’s ass, first one cheek, then the next.

Fuji blinked as his attention was taken away from the warmth wrapped around his cock and the slow fire building in his groin by the slaps to his already hurt ass. Blinking he heard Yukimura’s order to slide two fingers into Tezuka’s entrance. He moaned as he akwardly did so, surprised at how loose Tezuka was around his fingers. He searched around the others inside, gasping loudly around the cock in his mouth as Yukimura hit the spot inside of him that made fireworks go off in his mind. He was so close to orgasm.

Tezuka bucked as Fuji’s fingers pressed against his prostate. He whimpered, wishing his mouth was free so he could beg Yukimura to let them cum. Cumming without permission warranted punishment too painful to think about.

Smirking Yukimura scratched down Fuji’s back, enjoying the marks he had made on the other. He should probably get going soon. "Come pets, and swallow everything." He pinched Fuji’s ass hard and let go of his control, coating the brunet’s insides with his release.

Tezuka let out a silent scream as he orgasmed, thankful that his masters order hadn’t come a few seconds later. Fuji had exploded in his mouth, and the stoic swallowed it all, thankful that deep throating meant he didn’t need to taste the others jizz. He gasped, pulling away and turning his head to the side, breathing echoing in the

Fuji choked, coughing and spitting up Tezuka’s cum as he pulled away, gagging. He swallowed some of it but there was so much and it tasted gross. He coughed again, his ass burning from Yukimura’s touch. He shuddered, rolling off Tezuka as soon as Yukimura had pulled out of him.

Yukimura nudged the two tired bodies, smirking at their lax state. He nudge Fuji with his foot.

"Later, I’ll punish you for not swallowing all of it."