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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      ダイヤのA_|_Daiya_no_A_|_Ace_of_Diamond
  Relationship:
      Furuya_Satoru/Miyuki_Kazuya
  Character:
      Furuya_Satoru, Miyuki_Kazuya
  Additional Tags:
      Smut, First_Time
  Series:
      Part 8 of SASO_2016
  Collections:
      Sports_Anime_Shipping_Olympics_2016
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-06-10 Words: 1334
****** Can You Catch It? ******
by satorumiyuki
Summary
     Prompt: Furuya fucks how he pitches
Notes
     For this_prompt
It’s not a question of whether Kazuya wants to have sex with Furuya; it’s a
question of can he and still be able to walk the next day?
It only occurs to him now, Furuya’s long fingers tangled in his hair, their
bare chests pressed together and still clothed erections rubbing together that
maybe he should be a little more nervous.
When it comes to baseball Kazuya is all confidence, he knows he can handle
anything Furuya or anyone else throws at him, even if Furuya is a particular
danger to crushing his heart, faster than 150 kilometers an hour. But this,
this is different. He doesn’t have the distance between them to protect him,
he’s not holding his catcher’s mitt, there’s no chest guard, and the only balls
are in their pants, sensitive to the touch as Furuya grinds against him and
Kazuya grinds back.
When they met, Furuya was desperate, starved for lack of pitching and now that
they’re lovers Kazuya finds himself in the same position as before; unable to
deny him, unable to say no to the passion in his eyes and Furuya is not lacking
in passion right now.
If Kazuya had it in him to deny Furuya he wouldn’t want to anyway, not like
this, not when Furuya is making him feel so good, making his heart pound in his
chest and pushing his tongue into Kazuya’s mouth with a moan, a sliver of blue
peeking out at him around huge pupils. Kazuya has never felt so desired and he
pushes back because yes, Furuya, you can have it whatever I can give, I’ll give
to you.
One of Furuya’s hands leaves Kazuya’s hair, not even bothering with restraint,
no gentle trailing of fingers or teasing, he just grabs Kazuya’s ass, squeezing
hard and pulling Kazuya closer, grinding his cock against Kazuya’s and making
Kazuya moan obscenely into his mouth.
“Miyuki-senpai,” Furuya says against Kazuya’s abused lips. “Can I put it in
this time?”
Kazuya chuckles, flushing down to his naked chest even though he knew it was
coming.
“Such a direct kouhai,” he laughs at the look in Furuya’s eyes, knows he’d be
in danger of being ignored if this wasn’t an important matter.
He kisses Furuya’s pouting mouth, smiling against his lips.
“Yes,” he says and that’s all Furuya needs before Kazuya is on his back.
“Furuya,” he laughs, surprised even though he should have seen that coming.
“Can’t you do anything slowly?” He grins and lifts his hip as Furuya pulls off
his underwear and sweatpants.
“Miyuki-senpai said I was fine the way I am,” Furuya says from between his
legs, eyes burning into Kazuya’s as he kisses the inside of Kazuya’s thigh, the
muscle twitching under his touch.
“It’s a miracle you can remember that,” Kazuya snickers despite his pounding
heart. “You forget everything else I say as soon as I’ve said it.”
“You talk a lot senpai,” Furuya sucks a mark on Kazuya’s thigh, making him
shake.
“Furuya, ah,” he sinks into the pillow with a moan, feeling the goods he needs
under his head. He reaches under and hands them to Furuya, a bottle of lube and
a box of condoms. “Here. You asked and you weren’t even prepared were you?”
“I knew you would be,” Furuya says simply, uncapping the lube with a
concentrated expression as he coats his fingers.
“So disrespectful,” Kazuya lies back and tries to relax, calm his heart as he
watches Furuya curiously slide his fingers against each other, feeling the
liquid.
Furuya presses his finger against Kazuya’s entrance, pushing without finesse
and making Kazuya grip the bedsheets.
“Slower, Furuya, slower,” he hisses, trying to relax and Furuya eases up,
rubbing instead and murmuring an apology.
He works Kazuya open without restraint, only easing up if Kazuya tells him to,
but for the most part Kazuya doesn’t want to tell him, the eager fingers
stretching him open more of a thrill than a pain; those long, skilled fingers
inside of him, the though alone making his cock weep against his stomach.
Furuya is surprisingly patient, or maybe the noises Kazuya is making hold his
interest long enough for him to be prepared before Furuya unceremoniously pulls
his fingers from him and wipes them off on Kazuya’s blanket, Kazuya growling
with irritation while Furuya opens the condom.
His annoyance is quickly forgotten, watching Furuya unfurl the condom on his
length and slick it with more lube, replaced by that nervousness again. It
fades a bit when Furuya kisses him, hard and wet and needy, positioning himself
over Kazuya. Kazuya can feel the heat from him before the press of his cock,
the tip pushing against him and hurting.
“Slow, slow,” he pants against Furuya’s lips and Furuya pauses, allowing him to
adjust to the sensation. Maybe Kazuya should have insisted on being on top,
then he could at least control the speed but Furuya is taking his direction
well, licking into Kazuya’s mouth and distracting him from the initial
discomfort.
“Miyuki-senpai,” Furuya breaths out, “you feel so good. I want to make you feel
good too.”
“It does feel good,” Kazuya says and Furuya sinks in a little deeper, making
him gasp.
He’s never been full like this before, his own curious fingers he’s had but
Furuya’s cock is entirely different; it’s heavy and hot, stretching and filling
in a way his fingers weren’t and most of all it’s Furuya, filling him and
breathing hard even though he’s hardly moving, hunger in his eyes.
“Move slowly,” he emphasizes and Furuya nods, his lips brushing against
Kazuya’s.
Furuya moves slowly, sinking deeper into Kazuya and pulling out. The burn is
fading but the heat isn’t, Furuya’s intense gaze making him feel hotter, his
body hot and tingling and feeling needy for more. He moves his hips
experimentally, meeting Furuya’s thrust and Furuya takes that as a sign,
pushing back harder, making Kazuya gasp again.
“Is this alright, Miyuki-senpai?” Furuya asks, starting to move faster and
Kazuya nods, biting his lip to keep the noises in.
The pain is mostly gone, chased away by the way Furuya looks at him just as
much as the time he spent stretching and adjusting. It scares him a little, as
much as it thrills him and makes his toes curl too, to be looked at like that,
like he’s all Furuya wants in the world.  It makes him want to close his eyes
to hide but he watches Furuya’s face, close to his and full of concentration.
Now that he’s free to move as he likes, Kazuya tries to keep up. Furuya fucks
how he pitches, fast and hard and leaving Kazuya’s heart racing and wanting
more, both of them breathing hard, Kazuya catching his lower lip and nipping at
it.
“You really go all out with everything don’t you?” Kazuya tries to smirk but
it’s cut off by a moan as Furuya brushes against a spot that feels amazing. “Do
that again,” he says.
“Do what?” Furuya breaths and Kazuya laughs breathlessly.
“And as expected your control sucks.”
Kazuya adjusts the angle of his hips, finding the angle that will make him do
it again, when he finds is he moans into Furuya’s mouth, kissing him sloppily.
Fortunately for Kazuya’s body he’s also lacking in stamina, coming after
frenzied thrusting that Kazuya can only lie there moaning through, his hand
working on his cock between their bodies. Furuya keeps thrusting as he slows
down, still hard and deep, making Kazuya’s body shake as he jerks himself off
to completion, spilling himself onto his stomach with a groan as Furuya kisses
his neck.
“Thank you, Miyuki-senpai,” Furuya breaths against his sweat slicked skin.  
“We’ll work on your stamina and control later,” Kazuya says and Furuya huffs
with irritation. “But that was really good…for the first time.”
Furuya makes a noise of pleasure against him and Kazuya can feel the heat from
his blush radiating off of him and straight to Kazuya’s heart.
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