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Title: One of Those Days (1/?)
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kat8cha
Pairing: Ohtori/Hiyoshi/Shishido (in part one, it will be a multi-pairing fic with poor Hiyoshi being so abused)
Summary: Hiyoshi suffers from 'one of those days' when things just don't seem to go his way. And he's trying his hardest.
Rating: R
Author:
kat8chaPairing: Ohtori/Hiyoshi/Shishido (in part one, it will be a multi-pairing fic with poor Hiyoshi being so abused)
Summary: Hiyoshi suffers from 'one of those days' when things just don't seem to go his way. And he's trying his hardest.
Rating: R
Hiyoshi knew upon waking up that it was going to be one of those days. Brushing his hair and getting dressed Hiyoshi refused to make eye contact with anyone. His father dropped him off at Hyotei and Hiyoshi headed to morning practice, still careful not to look anyone in the eye. The minute he did things would start to happen and Hiyoshi didn’t want that. He had been looking forward to a quiet and uneventful week. Unfortunately it was one of those days . . . so there was no chance of Hiyoshi getting his quiet. Sakaki ordered them to work on doubles training during morning practice. That meant the Hiyoshi/Gakuto pair was facing off against the Shishido/Ohtori pair.
It was brutal.
What made it worse was that Hiyoshi looked up and *knew* he met both Ohtori and Shishido’s eyes. That was bad, but he could not play tennis staring at the ground. Hiyoshi was good, but not that good and he had yet to master the art of playing with his eyes closed.
He wasn’t a genius after all.
He’d managed to avoid Shishido and Ohtori, rushing through changing after practice and hurrying to class. Avoiding Ohtori during classes was a little harder and not for the first time Hiyoshi found himself glad that Kabaji was also in their class so he could hide behind him. Lunch, however, was a different matter.
Stealing outside with his bento Hiyoshi checked to make sure no one was around as he set up in his favorite spot on campus. It was right under a big tree, with plenty of shade and it hid him from the school. Occasionally he would eat with classmates on the roof, or in the cafeteria but he preferred his solitary spot under the tree.
Especially on ‘one of those days’.
There was a thunk as someone dropped out of the tree and Hiyoshi froze with his chopsticks hovering above his bento.
“Thought you’d be here,” A familiar voice said to his side. Hiyoshi looked over and Shishido smirked at him as he unwrapped a curry bread. Shishido waved someone over and Hiyoshi nearly groaned when he spotted Ohtori approaching. Well there was no point getting up and heading to a new spot. They already knew where he was. Grumpily Hiyoshi started to eat his bento. Ohtori sat on one side of him and Shishido on the other, making Hiyoshi hunch forward a little. Anyone knew eating lunch with these two was almost always a bad idea. They were like newlyweds most of the time.
Surprisingly, or unsurprisingly as it was one of those days, Shishido and Ohtori managed not to coo at each other, feed each other food, call each other pet names, play footsie, or kiss. Hiyoshi was amazed at their restraint. Closing up his bento box Hiyoshi started to stand, ready to make a quick retreat.
“Oi, Hiyo-Piyo.” Shishido grabbed his elbow and pulled him back down, smirking slightly as Hiyoshi grimaced at the use of that horrendous nickname. “Sit a while. Lunch isn’t over.”
Hiyoshi shot him a look. “Don’t you have to be on the other side of the school when it is?” He pulled on his elbow, ready to twist away from Shishido’s grip when he felt a soft touch to the back of his leg. He turned, giving sweetly smiling Ohtori a look before settling back against the tree. Ohtori moved his hand from the back of Hiyoshi’s leg to lie on his thigh and Hiyoshi twitched. Shishido was still holding his elbow.
“I can afford to be a little late to class,” Shishido said with a smug smirk. “You rushed out of practice awful quick today.” Hiyoshi glared at Shishido from beneath the fringe, which only made his smirk widen.
“I didn’t feel like sticking around.” Hiyoshi sulked, twitching his arm out of Shishido’s grip. He’d have to move closer to Shishido to get his leg back from Ohtori, so he decided it was not worth it. Ohtori wasn’t doing anything really, just petting his leg.
“Awww, you hurt me Piyo-chan.” Smirking Shishido moved onto his knees, placing his hand on the bark of the tree and leaning close. “And here Choutarou and I wanted to play with you some.” Hiyoshi scowled, pressing himself against the tree. Definitely one of those days.
“Shishido-san,” Shishido looked a little repentant at Ohtori’s scolding, but the repentance was soon overshadowed by a large dollop of mischief.
“Ah, sorry Choutarou. I’ll be nicer.” Shishido looked back at Hiyoshi, eyes glinting. “I’ll show HiyoPiyo just how nice I can be.” Then Hiyoshi found his lips covered by Shishido’s. The others warm, dry lips moving roughly against his own. Hiyoshi felt a few brief, insistent touches of a tongue before his mouth opened slightly and Shishido plunged in. Shishido was rough with his kisses, borderline dominating as he moved his tongue in Hiyoshi’s mouth.
Hiyoshi groaned into the kiss, opening up to Shishido’s tongue. Behind him Ohtori moved closer, planting soft kisses on his neck. Hiyoshi stiffened as someone’s hands moved up his shirt. Shishido’s cause Ohtori’s big warm hands were sitting on his hips. Shishido moved closer, spreading Hiyoshi’s legs with his knees. Hiyoshi’s uniform shirt was unbuttoned, the tie being pulled loose from his neck. He felt the silk fabric pulled around his wrists, tying them together. Ohtori liked these types of games.
Hiyoshi’s pants were undone and pulled down, a warm mouth encasing his cock. Hiyoshi groaned, body arching forward. The suction increased and hands held Hiyoshi’s hips down. His pants were tugged down to his knees and Hiyoshi looked down at the mouth on his cock, suddenly aware that he’d closed his eyes at some point. It sucked, cause he loved watching Ohtori and Shishido together.
Shishido was sucking him off, which meant it was Ohtori’s turn to be seme today. He groaned as one of Ohtori’s thick fingers pushed into him. Shishido smirked, a motion Hiyoshi could damn well feel as well as see, and pulled himself off Hiyoshi’s cock moving to kiss Ohtori over Hiyoshi’s shoulder. Hiyoshi turned to watch, still amazed at how hot the tongue action was. Shishido slid his tongue along the edge of Ohtori’s lips and Ohtori sucked it in. They slid their tongues between each other’s mouth’s, intertwining them, and locking eyes with each other.
Hiyoshi was always amazed at how hot the doubles partners looked together and a surprised groan slipped from his mouth as he felt slick fingers prodding at his entrance. Ohtori squirmed one finger in, and Hiyoshi hissed, closing his eyes at the burn of stretching muscles. Shishido’s hand was stroking his cock and the brown haired teens mouth was latched onto his neck, sucking harshly in a manner that would certainly leave a hickey. Hiyoshi bucked his hips once the burning settled down and let Ohtori prepare him, the stretching occasionally painful but needed.
When his tall year mate stroked the place inside of him that made everything better Hiyoshi opened his eyes and pulled Ohtori’s head into an awkward sloppy kiss. In front of him Shishido had loosened his own pants and was rubbing their cock together, stroking them both off. It wasn’t long behind Hiyoshi had one hand gripping onto Shishido’s ass, teasing the entrance with the pad of his index finger as he was thrust into from behind from Ohtori and Shishido exchanged sloppy kisses with both while rubbing against Hiyoshi’s front.
The bell that signaled the end of lunch period sounded just as orgasm rocked through the threesome, Hiyoshi and Shishido coming over each other and Ohtori pulling out of Hiyoshi to come on his bare ass. At the sensation of cum dripping down his legs Hiyoshi was grateful his pants were laying three feet away and the only stains he would have to worry about were grass stains.
“Hate you both,” He muttered as he took Ohtori’s offered handkercheif and started cleaning himself up. Shishido just snickered, kissing Ohtori as they straightened each other’s hair and tie’s.
“You’re late for class Piyo-chan,” Shishido stated with a smirk as he walked away.
It was brutal.
What made it worse was that Hiyoshi looked up and *knew* he met both Ohtori and Shishido’s eyes. That was bad, but he could not play tennis staring at the ground. Hiyoshi was good, but not that good and he had yet to master the art of playing with his eyes closed.
He wasn’t a genius after all.
He’d managed to avoid Shishido and Ohtori, rushing through changing after practice and hurrying to class. Avoiding Ohtori during classes was a little harder and not for the first time Hiyoshi found himself glad that Kabaji was also in their class so he could hide behind him. Lunch, however, was a different matter.
Stealing outside with his bento Hiyoshi checked to make sure no one was around as he set up in his favorite spot on campus. It was right under a big tree, with plenty of shade and it hid him from the school. Occasionally he would eat with classmates on the roof, or in the cafeteria but he preferred his solitary spot under the tree.
Especially on ‘one of those days’.
There was a thunk as someone dropped out of the tree and Hiyoshi froze with his chopsticks hovering above his bento.
“Thought you’d be here,” A familiar voice said to his side. Hiyoshi looked over and Shishido smirked at him as he unwrapped a curry bread. Shishido waved someone over and Hiyoshi nearly groaned when he spotted Ohtori approaching. Well there was no point getting up and heading to a new spot. They already knew where he was. Grumpily Hiyoshi started to eat his bento. Ohtori sat on one side of him and Shishido on the other, making Hiyoshi hunch forward a little. Anyone knew eating lunch with these two was almost always a bad idea. They were like newlyweds most of the time.
Surprisingly, or unsurprisingly as it was one of those days, Shishido and Ohtori managed not to coo at each other, feed each other food, call each other pet names, play footsie, or kiss. Hiyoshi was amazed at their restraint. Closing up his bento box Hiyoshi started to stand, ready to make a quick retreat.
“Oi, Hiyo-Piyo.” Shishido grabbed his elbow and pulled him back down, smirking slightly as Hiyoshi grimaced at the use of that horrendous nickname. “Sit a while. Lunch isn’t over.”
Hiyoshi shot him a look. “Don’t you have to be on the other side of the school when it is?” He pulled on his elbow, ready to twist away from Shishido’s grip when he felt a soft touch to the back of his leg. He turned, giving sweetly smiling Ohtori a look before settling back against the tree. Ohtori moved his hand from the back of Hiyoshi’s leg to lie on his thigh and Hiyoshi twitched. Shishido was still holding his elbow.
“I can afford to be a little late to class,” Shishido said with a smug smirk. “You rushed out of practice awful quick today.” Hiyoshi glared at Shishido from beneath the fringe, which only made his smirk widen.
“I didn’t feel like sticking around.” Hiyoshi sulked, twitching his arm out of Shishido’s grip. He’d have to move closer to Shishido to get his leg back from Ohtori, so he decided it was not worth it. Ohtori wasn’t doing anything really, just petting his leg.
“Awww, you hurt me Piyo-chan.” Smirking Shishido moved onto his knees, placing his hand on the bark of the tree and leaning close. “And here Choutarou and I wanted to play with you some.” Hiyoshi scowled, pressing himself against the tree. Definitely one of those days.
“Shishido-san,” Shishido looked a little repentant at Ohtori’s scolding, but the repentance was soon overshadowed by a large dollop of mischief.
“Ah, sorry Choutarou. I’ll be nicer.” Shishido looked back at Hiyoshi, eyes glinting. “I’ll show HiyoPiyo just how nice I can be.” Then Hiyoshi found his lips covered by Shishido’s. The others warm, dry lips moving roughly against his own. Hiyoshi felt a few brief, insistent touches of a tongue before his mouth opened slightly and Shishido plunged in. Shishido was rough with his kisses, borderline dominating as he moved his tongue in Hiyoshi’s mouth.
Hiyoshi groaned into the kiss, opening up to Shishido’s tongue. Behind him Ohtori moved closer, planting soft kisses on his neck. Hiyoshi stiffened as someone’s hands moved up his shirt. Shishido’s cause Ohtori’s big warm hands were sitting on his hips. Shishido moved closer, spreading Hiyoshi’s legs with his knees. Hiyoshi’s uniform shirt was unbuttoned, the tie being pulled loose from his neck. He felt the silk fabric pulled around his wrists, tying them together. Ohtori liked these types of games.
Hiyoshi’s pants were undone and pulled down, a warm mouth encasing his cock. Hiyoshi groaned, body arching forward. The suction increased and hands held Hiyoshi’s hips down. His pants were tugged down to his knees and Hiyoshi looked down at the mouth on his cock, suddenly aware that he’d closed his eyes at some point. It sucked, cause he loved watching Ohtori and Shishido together.
Shishido was sucking him off, which meant it was Ohtori’s turn to be seme today. He groaned as one of Ohtori’s thick fingers pushed into him. Shishido smirked, a motion Hiyoshi could damn well feel as well as see, and pulled himself off Hiyoshi’s cock moving to kiss Ohtori over Hiyoshi’s shoulder. Hiyoshi turned to watch, still amazed at how hot the tongue action was. Shishido slid his tongue along the edge of Ohtori’s lips and Ohtori sucked it in. They slid their tongues between each other’s mouth’s, intertwining them, and locking eyes with each other.
Hiyoshi was always amazed at how hot the doubles partners looked together and a surprised groan slipped from his mouth as he felt slick fingers prodding at his entrance. Ohtori squirmed one finger in, and Hiyoshi hissed, closing his eyes at the burn of stretching muscles. Shishido’s hand was stroking his cock and the brown haired teens mouth was latched onto his neck, sucking harshly in a manner that would certainly leave a hickey. Hiyoshi bucked his hips once the burning settled down and let Ohtori prepare him, the stretching occasionally painful but needed.
When his tall year mate stroked the place inside of him that made everything better Hiyoshi opened his eyes and pulled Ohtori’s head into an awkward sloppy kiss. In front of him Shishido had loosened his own pants and was rubbing their cock together, stroking them both off. It wasn’t long behind Hiyoshi had one hand gripping onto Shishido’s ass, teasing the entrance with the pad of his index finger as he was thrust into from behind from Ohtori and Shishido exchanged sloppy kisses with both while rubbing against Hiyoshi’s front.
The bell that signaled the end of lunch period sounded just as orgasm rocked through the threesome, Hiyoshi and Shishido coming over each other and Ohtori pulling out of Hiyoshi to come on his bare ass. At the sensation of cum dripping down his legs Hiyoshi was grateful his pants were laying three feet away and the only stains he would have to worry about were grass stains.
“Hate you both,” He muttered as he took Ohtori’s offered handkercheif and started cleaning himself up. Shishido just snickered, kissing Ohtori as they straightened each other’s hair and tie’s.
“You’re late for class Piyo-chan,” Shishido stated with a smirk as he walked away.