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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      ダイヤのA_|_Daiya_no_A_|_Ace_of_Diamond
  Relationship:
      Miyuki_Kazuya/Reader
  Character:
      You, Miyuki_Kazuya
  Additional Tags:
      Sexual_Content, Oral_Sex, Explicit_Sexual_Content, Shower_Sex, Underage
      Sex, Sexual_Humor, Dirty_Talk, only_a_little_bit_of_dirty_talk, didn't
      want_to_destroy_reader-chan
  Series:
      Part 1 of First_Time_Scenarios
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-04-26 Words: 4565
****** Fragments of Him ******
by Little4Seam
Summary
     You wanted to try on Miyuki's uniform, however, this leads to you
     being stuck in a rather awkward situation...
Notes
     This was written as a four part series of first-time scenarios on our
     Diamond No Ace Imagines blog, I got way too carried away with it so
     it was a lot longer than the other ones, I felt bad about it, but
     hey, inspiration hits harder in some works than in others. So please
     enjoy! If you're not a fan of Reader inserts than feel free to pass
     this one by.
     Shit. This was a bad idea. You knew it, and you were regretting it so
much as you heard the team shuffling around the locker room as you hid in one
of the shower stalls. 
     Your curiosity had gotten you into deep trouble this time, if anyone
caught you like this- You gulped as you tried to control your breathing, your
heart hammering so loudly within your chest that you felt that everyone within
a twenty meter radius of you could hear it. In theory, this idea had been
nothing less than perfect: just walk into the men's locker-room, find your
boyfriend's game uniform, try it on just for fun to see what it looks like,
because, let's be real, everyone's ass looks fucking fantastic in baseball
pants, and then simply fold it up as it had been before you had put it on, and
leave before the boys returned from practice. What you hadn't counted on,
however, was that the team would be spending a quarter of practice studying
their opponents on film in the locker-room. 
     Your lips felt dry, not the dryness of not having drank anything in a
while, a frigid dryness that only the coldest of winters could inflict. 
     At first, it had all gone so smoothly. Miyuki's locker hung open and the
clean, white uniform was practically calling to you as it rested on a shelf in
his locker next to some old statistic sheets and a contact lens case. Your
fingers brushed over the fabric, an unexplainable excitement rushing into you
as you removed your school uniform and folded it neatly on the bench behind you
with your schoolbag and shoes. You put the jersey on first, the sleeves were
baggy around your arms, his shoulders were much broader than yours, it made you
blush when you thought about how stunning and powerful he looked in it. You
buttoned the shirt up to your chest and then stepped into the pants which where
smooth and breathable. As soon as you finished tightening the belt, you took
his game cap and put it on. Unfortunately, it was a bit big on you, so it
awkwardly drooped to one side of your head. All geared up, you put your things
in his locker before sneaking into the bathroom to see how you looked in the
mirror. You had just started admiring your reflection when you heard the sounds
of metal-spiked cleats crunching against the floor of the locker-room.
     Your mind went blank. What do I do?You thought trying not to make any
noises of distress that threatened to slip from your mouth. Hands tugging at
your hair in a flurry of anxiety and panic, you looked at your options. 
     One: Hide in the bathroom stall.
     Two: Hide in the shower stall which you might be able to lock-
     Option two it was. You wasted no time in rushing towards the nearest one,
your bare-feet padding on the tiled floor. You managed to shut the door
silently just as the first couple of players strode into the bathroom, towels
over their shoulders, covered in dirt and sweat after an evening of brutal
fielding practice.
     To your horror, there was no lock. You uttered a stream of curses, praying
to the baseball gods to keep anyone from approaching your hiding-spot. 
     The sound of shower heads starting to spout water gave you an idea. If the
water is running... they'll know this shower is occupied! Your clammy hands
gripped the cool metal and turned it on, you stepped out of the way of the
stream of water, not wanting to ruin Miyuki's uniform with your negligence.
     You let out a sigh of relief as you leaned against the tile wall. You
inhaled deeply, hoping to recover from your frenzy of panic and indecisiveness.
Your eyes fluttered open as you realized that the uniform, though freshly
washed, smelled just like Miyuki. Feeling your cheeks flush, you lifted the
collar of the shirt to your nose and let the scent of him fill your nostrils.
He smelled so... Redolent and masculine, but there were hints and traces of
other things; the spice he always used when he was feeling creative in the
kitchen, the sweat that dripped down his back as he crouched in the catcher's
box behind home-plate on a hot summer's day, the loamy scent of the baseball
field's turf. These things defined him, made him who he was, brought life and
presence into his being, and always, always, always, comforted you and made
you feel safe. Your thighs rubbed against one-another as a warm, tingling
sensation tickled at your insides. You wanted to see him so badly, you missed
him and yearned for his teasing remarks, his stupid grin he sported whenever he
was up to no good, the way his voice lowered when he relaxed with you curled
into his chest on the nights that you both were up late studying, the way he
played with your hair, damn it, you even missed how he left his stuff scattered
all over your dorm room when he came to hang-out.
     Angry tears were welling up in your eyes. Why was he so busy all the time?
Were these feelings what forced you into this predicament? You felt like a
disgrace. But more than anything else, you just missed him so badly it made
your breath catch in your chest as you chocked back a painful sob that racked
across your entire body.
     In silence, your tears poured down your cheeks as you waited for the other
showers to one-by-one stop running. 
     You wanted to leave. You had thought that this would've made you feel
better, but it was just the opposite. It made you hurt. You felt physical
pain.It felt like smoke, you were experiences the traces of him that were
embedded in the fabric, yet you couldn't hold him close, hear his heart beat,
voice, or feel the caress of his calloused hand on your cheek.
     Slumping against the wall, you stayed like this for a long time, wishing
the tears would stop, but they just came stronger and stronger, you bit the
inside of your cheek in an attempt to keep your sobs from escaping. 
     Finally, the last shower aside from the one you remained hidden in stopped
running, and you could hear the sound of wet, bare feet slapping against the
tiles as the last player exited the bathroom. 
     You felt hollow, as if everything you had, had been stripped away from
you, and all was left was this empty shell that you now resided in. You stayed
like this for a long time. 
     Cursing under your breath for your carelessness, you realized that you had
left your phone in your bag, which was now in Miyuki's locker, so you had no
idea how much time had passed or if everyone was on their way back to the
dorms while you were still in the school building. 
     You pulled off the baseball cap and held it to your chest as you sat on
the dry portion of the shower floor, wondering if you would ever have the
courage to leave the stall.
     The voices in the other room faded away, and you heard lockers being shut
and the shuffling of feet, no-longer wearing cleats, as the players left for
home. 
     Not daring to peek and see if everyone had truly left, you put the
baseball cap back on and held your knees close to your chest, hoping that the
little hiccups your crying had caused would go away soon.
     Long minutes passed seemingly without end.
     Suddenly you heard something- a voice, a voice you yearned to hear so
badly that it made your whole body stand coherent and intent on listening.
     "Yes Coach, I will be sure to look over the stats in more detail for data
on our opponents in the competition lineup." Miyuki's muffled voice replied
respectfully to who you assumed was the coach.
     Then all was quite again. He was probably on his way to the Seido dorms at
this point. How wrong you were.
     "Well well well, what do we have here?" a familiar voice melodically
purred from the now-open shower stall.
     You didn't know what to feel; overjoyed, excited, guilty, embarrassed, all
these emotions left you in complete, utter silence, staring slack-jawed at
Miyuki fucking Kazuya. Embarrassment overtook all other emotions.
     "This isn't what it looks like!" You stammered waving your arms in a
futile attempt to distract him from the fact that you were wearing his uniform.
     "Eh? I have a feeling that this is exactly what it looks like." He grinned
malevolently," Have you missed me that badly _________?" 
     Honestly, his teasing felt like the final nail being hammered into your
coffin. Tears flowed with renewed strength over your raw cheeks, dripping onto
the pure, white uniform. 
     Miuyki looked shocked. "Oi! I didn't mean it like that! I was just joking
you know!"
     You sniffed meekly looking up at him, "I've missed you very badly, and I'm
sorry- I just wanted to be reminded of you- and-" 
     His lips met yours tenderly, holding you close as the hot water of the
shower poured over your two forms. His kiss had you rooted to the spot as it
only got deeper and more passionate. You only parted when the two of you could
no longer go without air. 
     Breathlessly, he said to you," I'm sorry, I know you've been so strong and
patient waiting for me, I've neglected you haven't I?"
     You bit you lip, you didn't want to make him feel bad, you just wanted
him-
     You replied by gazing up at him like a wounded puppy, before resting your
cheek on his firm chest.
     "I've missed you too..." He mumbled, you could feel the vibrations of his
voice as he said those words you didn't know that you truly needed to hear. 
     You realized that he was still in his dirty practice clothing.
     "How come you haven't changed and showered?" You found yourself suddenly
asking.
     "Well, when I saw a certain someone's clothing, shoes, and bag, not to
mention frilly panties, in my locker, I couldn't just open it up and get my
change of clothes without running the risk of exposing the fact that you were
here." Miyuki reasoned with a nod of his head. He was still wearing his sports
glasses but they were getting a bit fogged up with the steam of the shower. 
     You blushed in a way that he thought was nothing less than adorable. 
     "I'm sorry." 
     "For what? After all, why shower alone when I could wait and shower with
you? Because I hate to break it to you like this, but you wearing that is,
well-" He motioned to the growing bulge in his tight baseball pants.
     A whole new package of emotions pushed the others out of existence as your
innocent blush evolved into something incredibly red and raging.
     "D- do it?!?! Here?!?! Now?!?!?! W- with me?!?!! But- I've never- We never
have-" All of your thoughts seemed to tumble out of your mouth in no particular
order, let-alone coherency.
     "We can just shower together if that's what you prefer, but I cant deny
that I'd like to get a bit dirtier beforehand." He smirked at you, and how it
took you five whole, solid seconds to process what he had just implied. 
     "You might want to make-up your mind, or my jersey will decide for you."
He chuckled as you looked down and let out a strangled yelp of surprise to see
that the white fabric was now translucent with water and was sticking to you oh
so tightly, letting Miyuki see everything that he desired to.
     Even though you were embarrassed, and seeking to cover your body, you
couldn't help but let out an ironic laugh.
     "I guess this is how I am to be 'punished', for taking it without your
permission." You smiled whimsically. 
     "Punishment?" Miyuki mused thoughtfully," I'm thinking of this as more of
a reward." 
     Yeah, this was your first time, the only thing close to it that the two of
you had ever done was make out, but even then, you avoided letting things get
out of hand for fear that he would get in trouble for spending too much time
with you. All that mattered now, was that your mouths were locked onto one-
another, and his large hands explored the slick curves of your body, as your
hands were focused on pulling him closer, meanwhile, the other one grasped the
hair at the back of his neck that was stiff with dried sweat.
     His sloppy kisses began to devour other parts of your body as he lovingly
bit into your tender skin, relishing the little flustered gasps and cries that
escaped from you. Not letting him get the upper hand, you grabbed his ass and
roughly ground your hips into his, causing him to grunt. You thought you had
caught him off guard, but when you looked into his eyes, you saw a wicked glint
that made the tiny hairs on the back of your neck stand on end.
     He hummed as he stripped off the soaked jersey with ease, leaving your
torso bare except for your white bra. 
     "Such an innocent color for the things I'm about to do to you~" He purred,
lips brushing your ear before his swift tongue trailed down your neck.
     Though you were abashed at how you wanted to melt into his hands, to give
your all to him then and there, you knew that you had to make him work for it.
     "Two can play at that game, Kazuya." you muttered as your hands undid his
belt before sliding his soaked pants down to his ankles. Squatting down at his
knees, you glanced up at him innocently batting your lashes as you licked up
his sinewy thighs. This time he was against the wall of the shower, as if your
actions had him under some sort of spell. His skin tasted salty with sweat, but
you didn't care, sinking your teeth into his inner thigh, causing him to throw
his head back and groan low and feral in his throat. A smile played on your
lips, you loved how you could make him feel this way. 
     Miyuki, however, did not approve of your little show of domination. He
pulled you into a standing position, forcibly pulled your pants off, and lifted
you up, pinning you high against the shower wall in a humiliating position.
Practically everything, except your breasts were hanging in plain view as he
chuckled.
     "You really thought you had me there, huh? Not bad, but I'll show you how
it's really done." He taunted up at your squirming form that was pressed
against the cold shower tiles.
     "K- Kazuya!" You all but screamed as he bit into your sensitive inner
thigh hard enough to leave a bruise. His grin grew broader as he left more and
more love-marks on your skin. This continued until Miyuki was satisfied with
his work, detaching his lips with a wet "shmeck", a thread of saliva trailing
from his grinning mouth. Your thighs shook defeatedly. Although you felt
completely overpowered, you couldn't help but be strangely turned on. The
wetness that had formed between your legs hadn't gone unnoticed by the catcher,
and his devilish chuckling made your insides squirm as he eyed your expression.
     "You can't be wet just from that..." He remarked sarcastically
hoisting your thighs up onto his shoulders," I'm just getting started."
     "What do you mea-" Your question turned into a shrill cry of shock as his
tongue lapped at your dripping slit. Your thighs tightened around his head, the
sensation was so foreign, you couldn't help but squirm and dig your nails into
his built shoulders. 
     "Hold this," he playfully chuckled, removing his sports glasses and
handing them to you.
     "But- but wh-?!?!!" You started to question, but the feeling of his tongue
entering your opening caused you to clamp a hand over your mouth as you tried
not to yelp.
     Sliding in and out, he hummed in approval at your taste before penetrating
you with renewed tenacity and speed. Heat spiked within your lower abdomen and
nether regions in a sensation that could only be explained as indescribable
pleasure and ecstasy. It flared as his tongue departed from your dripping
core and his mouth went to suck on your swollen clit. Your back arched
violently, you winced as the back of your head hit the shower wall hard.
     To your relief, Miyuki stopped before you had a chance to loose yourself
completely. 
     He beamed up at you, his face gleaming with your fluids, golden eyes
radiating intensely with passion.
     You could have lost yourself in his eyes alone, to be honest, as his gaze
penetrated yours. You let out a clipped cry as he snapped the band of your bra
mischievously, watching your cleavage ripple in the aftershock.
     "Don't mind if I do?" He asked as he reached behind your back to undo the
clasp.
     You gulped, but nodded nervously, embarrassed, but at the same time,
excited. You never wanted him to stop. Fuck, both of you needed this
desperately. 
     You felt your chest fall a bit as the support of your bra vanished. Your
breasts bobbed in front of Miyuki, who seemed to be rendered speechless for the
first time in his life.
     "What's wrong?" You purred," You've felt them before, what's so special
about actually seeing them?"
     "Well," he groped them affectionately,"It's like witnessing a work of art
in all of it's glory." 
     You found yourself blushing stupidly at his comment. How strange it was,
how the smallest of comments could make you stammer and stutter like an idiot.
     He buried his face in between your cleavage, massaging the sides of your
breasts in a way that made you roll your shoulders back, allowing him better
access. His mouth went to work, licking your soft skin, causing goosebumps to
rise to the surface. 
     Although this was all so knew and different for you; the contact of skin
on skin, the attention, the sensations that made you do things you never even
knew you could, you were so happy to be there with Miyuki, sharing this type of
intimacy and forging a bond that was considered unbreakable. There was no doubt
in your mind that you wanted to give Miyuki your all. 
     He slid you down a bit, propping you on his knee so that you still
couldn't touch the ground. You dangled there as the hot water poured over the
two of your forms. He finally stripped off his shirt, discarding it carelessly
behind himself. Miyuki looked so seductive, leaning over you as the steam
vapors rose around his body. Abdominal muscles tensing as he panted softly, he
cupped your chin, holding your gaze with his intense golden eyes.
     "Are you sure you want to do this? I want to make sure that I have your
approval."His voiced was low and heavy, his mouth hardly moving as he waited
for your answer.
     Suddenly, you were keenly aware of how much he was holding back, just for
you. 
     "You're such a dork," you couldn't help but chuckle, throwing your arms
around his neck and pulling him into a hug before whispering in his ear," I
could never say no to you, Kazuya, it would be an honor." 
     You heard his breath hitch in his throat and his arms tighten around you.
Silence, aside from the sound of the running water, and the feeling that time
itself had frozen, proceeded for a long, solid moment. 
     When he spoke, his voice was deep and steady,"I am going to make you feel
good, no, better than you have in your entire life. So hold on, but don't be
afraid to tell me if you're uncomfortable or something doesn't feel right."
     "Yes captain." You smiled innocently.
     He licked his lips before lowering you back onto your feet, he wasted no
time pulling off his soaked boxers and freeing his throbbing erection. You
gulped as he took a step towards you with a proud smirk, raising his eyebrows
as you eyed his circumsized length.  
     "Enjoying the view?" he teased, flexing his dick for show.
     You nodded, trying to ignore the prickling heat that was building in your
cheeks. 
     "Honesty is one of the things I love about you." He purred as his strong
hands grasped under your arms, which you relaxed so that he could do as he
please. He lifted you up and aligned his lean hips with yours. 
     "I'm gonna take this nice and slow~" He licked his lips eagerly, you found
yourself biting your lip trying to ignore how damn alluring and handsome he
was. 
     Your chest trembled with excitement, your heart beginning to beat even
faster than it had been originally as his slick hard-on nudged at your opening.
     "Just take deep breaths and relax~" His low murmur gave away the smile
that tugged at the corners of his mouth.
     "O- okay Kazuya-" You took a deep breath through your nose and held it in
your chest before slowly exhaling through your mouth, preparing yourself
mentally.
     "I'm going in." He announced, and you felt the pressure spread your
opening wide as the head of his erection entered you. The heat that spread as
he slowly went deeper was intense, you felt like it would consume you like a
wildfire. 
     "How does it feel?" He inquired, his voice a little strained.
     "Like I just caught a fastball with my vagina-" You groaned, slightly
gasping at how strange it felt to talk with him inside of you.
     He laughed heartily at your sarcasm, which caused the even stranger
sensation of you really feeling his laughter, as if it was inside of your body
as well as his. You subconsciously clenched around him in reaction to the
foreign sensation you were experiencing, causing Miyuki to choke on his
laughter.
     "Let's not do that just yet-" He grunted, trying to maintain
composure,"Wait until we have set a pace, I haven't even started yet-"
     "You're inside of me! Of course it's started!" You hissed defensively,
slightly embarrassed that you didn't really know how to relax yourself around
him.
     "Oi, there's nothing to be nervous about, if I'm being perfectly honest
with you it's taking me everything I've got not to start, you look so fucking
beautiful-" His breathe was hitching in his throat raggedly as he tried to stay
collected.
     You closed your eyes and willed all your tense muscles to relax, you
didn't tell him, but you were putting all of your trust in Miyuki, knowing that
he was keeping you as his number one priority.
     "That'a girl." He praised looking up at you, sweat gleaming on his face,
his fine features slightly strained," You can try moving around a bit, just try
to get used to the feeling."
     "I don't know if I can-" you genuinely wondered aloud, attempting to
gyrate your hips a bit. To your surprise the movement caused not only ecstasy
to throb all throughout your lower abdomen, but Miyuki groaned loudly in
encouragement.
     "Just like that-" He chuckled through gritted teeth," I'm going to do some
moving of my own now-"
     With that he began steadily thrusting into you, you held onto his arms
which were grasping your waist as the two of you moved with his motions.
     Your mouth fell open as you moaned seductively against his neck, leaving
little, tender nips and love-bites on his sun-kissed skin. 
     "Feels good, huh?" His asked, voice straining.
     You clenched around him in reply, causing him to thrust a bit faster and
harder. You complemented his actions, when he would delve deeper into you, you
would relax, but as he moved back you would clench your walls around him,
increasing tension and friction that made him hum in approval.
     "You sure know how to make things difficult for me-" He sarcastically
grunted," Where did you learn that?"
     You felt yourself blush even harder than you already were," I- _ don't
know- It just seemed like a good idea- I- I haven't done this before."
     Miyuki's hooded eyelids suddenly widened in surprise, but thankfully he
didn't stop with his lower-half, which continued to pound into you with greater
force.
     "You've never had sex?" He asked in genuine wonder.
     You shook your head, feeling too humiliated to meet his intrigued gaze.
     "You should have told me sooner!" He sounded excited beyond belief," I
didn't know that I was your first, that makes it even more important that you
feel the fucking best I can, which I will~" He suddenly lifted you a bit,
changed the angle of his hips, and began thrusting deeper than you thought
possible. You felt like you couldn't breathe it felt so good.
     "K-Kazuya-" His name rolled off your tongue in desperation, even though
you had been attempting to stifle your yelps and suggestive noises.
     "Say it again, don't hold back, I'll fuck you until that pretty little
mouth is screaming my name." He panted before sliding his tongue into your
mouth, his breathing transferring to his nose. He pinched your nipple with his
free hand sadistically, loving your muffled little yelp that got drowned out by
your locked lips. His tongue explored the cavern of your mouth, fusing your
senses of taste, touch, smell, sight, sound; they were all bonded just like
your bodies and hearts.
     You broke free, gasping for air, your breasts heaving up and down as you
shouted his name, not giving a damn who heard. His desperate pants grew more
and more ragged as he roughly thrust into you. The pressure in your loins
throbbed so unbearably, you had tears welling in your eyes.
     "Go ahead, I'll wait until you've had yours before I lose myself." He
huffed, looking into your eyes with such piercing fixation you felt yourself
start to come. 
     On a particularly hard thrust he hit a spot deep within you that made you
scream his name as your back arose off of the tiles and thrilling waves of
pleasure and ecstasy overtook all your senses. Your walls clenched impossible
tight around Miyuki as you released your hot fluids erotically down his thick
length. 
     You heard him shout your name as his orgasm shuddered throughout both of
your bodies. His release was incredible, filling you with liquid fire that made
you tingle all-over as the aftershock of your orgasm pulsated within your
body. 
     Thighs weary and trembling from supporting not only you, but himself as
well, Miyuki pulled out of you exhaustedly, set you down and leaned over your
naked form for support.
     "That-" you panted breathlessly," Was amazing-"
     He smirked despite his fatigue," You didn't do too bad yourself, but just
wait until next time, it'll only get better and better."
     You found yourself overwhelmed with relief and excitement, he had just
promised more time with him, and not only that, he wanted to do it with you
again. 
     "I love you, Kazuya." You tenderly kissed his dry lips, beaming with
passion and rapture. 
     "I love you too, _______." He chuckled into your wet hair. His strong arms
encircled your body as if he never wanted to let you go.
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