
Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/
works/7412257.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      ダイヤのA_|_Daiya_no_A_|_Ace_of_Diamond
  Relationship:
      Furuya_Satoru/Sawamura_Eijun
  Character:
      Furuya_Satoru, Sawamura_Eijun, Kuramochi_Youichi, Miyuki_Kazuya
  Additional Tags:
      Anal_Play, Rimming, Kissing, Smut, Porn_With_Plot, Porn_with_Feelings,
      slight_feelings, not_a_lot_of_feelings, and_miyuki_is_a_little_shit,
      furuya_is_feisty, sawamura_doesn't_mess_around
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-07-07 Words: 5705
****** Let's Fight ******
by InfiniteTeal
Summary
     Sawamura and Furuya are not on good terms for the day after an
     incident that involves getting hit on the arm by a monster fast ball.
     They settle out their differences to get through the night only to
     start up with the petty fighting the day after.
Notes
     Furuya and Sawamura are both precious to me and deserve to be
     protected.
"Furuya," Miyuki was trying to get Furuya's attention for the past five minutes
but he was being ignored extremely hard. "Furuya, look at me." Miyuki moved to
get in Furuya's line of sight but that didn't work.
Furuya was being resistant, very resistant. It's not like he was in a good mood
today and there was a reason for it. Off in the distance was a wild Sawamura
glaring right back over to Furuya. He was grinding his teeth and clenching his
fists; behind him Kuramochi watched to keep him from doing something he
shouldn't. It was going to be a long day with practice.
"I'll let someone else pitch today." Miyuki threatened Furuya.
Furuya slowly turned to look at Miyuki but he wasn't happy. He kept his eyes
down so Miyuki wouldn't notice his inability to let go of his grudge. Miyuki
had to hide his smile behind his mitt. The entire situation made him burst into
tears from laughing too hard. It was a serious matter but he just found it so
funny, much funnier than people were thinking it was. The others were worried
that Furuya would do something he'd regret. They were worried Sawamura would
actually come and fight him.
It almost happened.
Earlier in the day, Sawamura did get into a vicious verbal fight with Furuya,
something no one expected to happen but also something they took lightly.
Almost everyone knew it wasn't a game when Furuya threw a fast ball to hit
Sawamura in the arm; the only way to justify his behavior, Sawamura was asking
for it.
He literally was asking for it.
Furuya gave his best pitch only to Sawamura, and he claims that he accidentally
went too far to the inside. Sawamura has been shouting about it for ten
minutes. He wanted a freebie to hit Furuya back but everyone knew how that
would end up. It would be better if Sawamura wasn't able to chase Furuya with a
baseball bat. He threatened to do it, too. He just about made his way to the
mound, swinging his bat around like he was about to do it, only to be stopped
by Kuramochi mid hit.
The two were separated quickly. Kuramochi practically dragged Sawamura away
while Miyuki took Furuya off to the side. This was a major delay with practice
and it was definitely something that doesn't usually happen. Or ever happens.
And as much as Miyuki wanted to yell about the situation, he couldn't just
because he was too busy trying to hide his laughter. He thought it was so funny
how Furuya thought he was going to fight Sawamura back. The look on his face at
the time was priceless. And Miyuki just couldn't get enough of Sawamura
threatening to hit Furuya with his bat. He knew that it was Sawamura's fault
for that part of the incident. He clearly heard Sawamura baiting Furuya for the
hit, but he didn't really expect Furuya to go for it. Miyuki continued to hide
his mouth with his mitt, more to show that he wasn't laughing but his shoulders
moved with every laugh. It was too funny. Though he knew he had to address the
situation.
"You can't hit people, Furuya. You'll kill them." Miyuki choked back his laugh
when he tried to be serious.
Furuya didn't look up.
He thought about how serious it could be but he wouldn't let it get that far.
He just wanted to shut Sawamura up for a second. It wasn't an accident that he
hit Sawamura, he was owning up to that part of it. But he wouldn't injure
Sawamura on purpose. Sawamura was swinging his arms around fine after the hit
since he was getting ready to hit Furuya with a bat.
"Go apologize." Miyuki said.
Furuya began ignoring him again. His eyes went away, far away, as if he was
staring into another dimension. He wasn't going to apologize, he was going to
wait till Sawamura apologized to him. If anyone was going to apologize first,
it's going to be Sawamura. Furuya would wait for hell to freeze over before the
statement came out of his mouth.
"Don't ignore me." Miyuki said, staring at him. "You hit him, you go
apologize." Miyuki said as sternly as he could. Behind his mitt though there
was a large smile on his face.
There was a small groaning sound coming from the back of Furuya's throat as he
dragged his feet around. He turned and trudged his way over to where Sawamura
was slowly. He desperately did not want to do it but Miyuki was "making" him,
without the force. Sawamura was waiting, ready to pounce. Furuya was cautious
of the bat in Sawamura's hand. It's not like Furuya wasn't prepared. He still
had the ball in his hand and his glove in the other; if he needed to, he would
throw the ball again as defense from Sawamura. Furuya kept a plain expression
as he stood in front of Sawamura quietly, his grey eyes lifeless and his lips
curving downward to a slight unpleasant frown. He was annoyed. Sawamura had to
bite his tongue but it wasn't going to be that way for long.
Kuramochi was keeping a close eye because Sawamura seemed to get quiet. He
should've taken the bat from Sawamura but Kuramochi doesn't expect him to go
through with hitting Furuya with actual force, maybe just a little threatening
to get Furuya to back away in fear.
"Got something you wanna say?" Sawamura asked loudly, planting his bat in the
ground. He waited since Furuya was being hesitant.
The apology was just about to come out of Furuya's mouth. He meant to
apologize. He was planning on it. He thought about it and was about to put the
words together to tell Sawamura that he truly didn't mean to hit him in the arm
with the ball.
But that's not what happened.
"Too bad it wasn't your left arm." Furuya said instead.
It only took a second for everything to change dramatically. Kuramochi had to
drag Sawamura to the ground because he picked his bat up and shouted so loud
the others could hear him. He was close to swinging it before Kuramochi began
to force his weight on to Sawamura's back. Still, it looked like Sawamura could
handle the pressure and take Furuya on. Furuya took step back in slight fear.
Sawamura couldn't stand up with the weight of Kuramochi on his back but he was
trying hard because he just wanted to give Furuya the same powerful smack on
his arm too.
Kuramochi had to actually put in more effort to keep Sawamura down from hitting
Furuya. Sawamura was just that angry. If Furuya wasn't going to apologize, then
it would only be fair if Sawamura got to hit him back. He wasn't going anywhere
with Kuramochi on him, however.
Furuya walked away quickly before Kuramochi could release the wild Sawamura
onto the field. Furuya needed protection so he made his way back to Miyuki; he
believed that Miyuki wasn't actually going to protect him, in fact, he knew
Miyuki would step to the side to make Furuya a big target just because he'd
think it'd be funny. But still, he made his way back to Miyuki as if he could
get some form of protection from Sawamura. He kept a dull expression on his
face like his attempt wasn't successful. He was acting innocent but Miyuki
wasn't buying it.
"You didn't apologize, did you?" Miyuki knew but he wanted to see what Furuya
would say.
Furuya didn't say anything.
"Well, I can't allow you up on the mound till you settle this with Sawamura."
Miyuki continued.
Furuya's eyes widened. He was devastated. He knows Miyuki was laughing so he
didn't think it was a big deal but now Miyuki was threatening him. As serious
as Miyuki wanted to be, he was smiling, and he knew that was terrible but he
couldn't help it. Furuya was trying to believe it was a joke but Miyuki turned
away to walk off, laughing loudly since he had a way to torture Furuya. It was
a cruel threat, something Furuya didn't want to have to deal with today. Miyuki
couldn't stop laughing about the situation, it was hurting his stomach to keep
laughing the way that he was.
The two second years were so lame that it was funny. They weren't the first two
that people would think would fight. And it was both shocking and funny, well
funny to Miyuki. Not many other people were laughing.
In the end, Sawamura got the same verdict. He won't pitch a single ball during
practice until he apologizes to Furuya. They both started this so they had to
be the ones to end it. It was a good thing that Miyuki tried to resolve the
issue first; if Coach Kataoka got to them before Miyuki, it wouldn't have been
a situation to laugh at.
Sawamura and Furuya stayed separated till the end of practice. Kuramochi stayed
around with Sawamura to see if he would run off to jump Furuya but he wasn't
like that. Surprise attacks aren't his thing. Sawamura would make sure Furuya
knew. That's another reason Kuramochi had to stay around and watch. Furuya was
protected by Haruichi, not that it's a big force but it's effective; Sawamura
would never do anything to Haruichi just to get to Furuya. If it were Miyuki
however, then that's a different story.
The sun finally set and the players finally made their way off the field.
Sawamura's whereabouts had to be known before Furuya went off anywhere. Miyuki
stood idly by as he watched as Kuramochi said that Sawamura just went back to
their room.
That wasn't entirely true.
Miyuki knew where Sawamura was. He just lied to Kuramochi. And then Kuramochi
lied to Furuya.
Miyuki couldn't hide his laughter now. He made his way over to Kuramochi who
seemed proud he could keep the fighting second years apart. Miyuki breathed a
happy sigh, pleased with what Kuramochi just did. Now the tension would rise
and who knows, an actual fight might happen. Miyuki would laugh even harder if
Furuya and Sawamura showed up to practice with bruises on them.
"So where's Furuya going?" He asked, being cheeky. Kuramochi narrowed his eyes
and looked away since he didn't like the smirk on Miyuki's face. His tone was
odd too. Kuramochi knew he should be worried, but he threw away the doubt since
he was just talking to Miyuki.
"The bath." Kuramochi answered.
Miyuki smiled wider and Kuramochi didn't like that either. If anyone was going
to fight on the team, it would be Kuramochi and he was looking at his first
target.
"What'd you do?" Kuramochi asked slowly.
"Where's Sawamura?"
"Our room."
Miyuki shook his head, and tried his hardest to hide his smile. Kuramochi was
wrong about Sawamura being in their room right at this moment. For a second, it
didn't click. Then he stared at Miyuki because he knew the right answer. His
hand came up like he was about to hit Miyuki but he didn't actually do it.
"You want Sawamura to drown Furuya in the bath?" Kuramochi asked loudly before
grabbing Miyuki's jersey to shake him up.
"Relax." Miyuki said when Kuramochi began to get a little violent. "They won't
actually fight each other. They'll make up and by tomorrow, everything will be
back to normal." Miyuki had high hopes.
"I give it a week." Kuramochi was being realistic.
Not that the two wouldn't go back to just being rival friends who supported
each other but also wanted to force each other off the mound to become the
best, it would be a while before they got there.
Sawamura was the first in the bath. He leaned over the tub, soaking in the
water and falling asleep. There was a bruise that had darken to a purple color
on his arm. The swelling went down but the pain was still there. Sawamura
sighed tiredly and closed his eyes. He let his arm drop in the water but the
heat wasn't very helpful with soothing the pain. If he could redo today over,
he would've been smarter about avoiding Kuramochi when he had the chance to hit
Furuya with his bat. If only he had another try. He sighed again and sunk lower
into the water until it was just his hair above the surface.
Furuya walked into the bath quietly. The hot air bothered him but he only
complained silently in his mind. He didn't notice the hair that was floating,
he just made his way to the other side and just about fell in from how tired he
was. He was engulfed by the water and it took him a second to sit up.
Today wasn't a good day for either of them. There was so much they wanted to
redo about what happened. But avoiding each other wasn't one of them.
Sawamura sat up again when he couldn't breathe. He took a heavy breath and
wiped his face of the water that continued to drip from his hair. He looked
over to the weird blob that was underwater; he didn't notice that someone got
in the tub.
It wasn't till Furuya sat up that Sawamura let out a horrific shrill.
"Furuya!" He shouted, pointing at him.
Furuya stared down to the water as he breathed heavily. He didn't wipe his face
of the water that poured over his skin from his black hair. He kept his eyes
closed but he recognized the voice that was screaming at him.
Furuya turned the other way and ignored Sawamura.
Sawamura couldn't even breathe a word about that. He turned the other way too,
putting his arm at the edge of the tub and resting his head on it. Quietly, he
grumbled to himself, cursing whatever being brought this on to him. He didn't
want to be near Furuya, it just made his bruised arm throb harder than it had.
"I'm sorry." Furuya said quietly, almost a whisper.
"What was that?!" Sawamura pretended he couldn't hear although he could.
"I should've hit your leg instead." Furuya clarified.
Sawamura sat up and looked at Furuya, more so glared at Furuya. He didn't like
that Furuya still intended to hit him but in a different spot. And now Sawamura
wasn't going to dare apologize since Furuya didn't mean it with his. Not that
Sawamura would mean it, too.
"I hope you get a cramp." Sawamura muttered.
"...should've been your left arm." Furuya looked away but he said loudly
enough.
No second later did a wave of water hit him. He was slow to move but he knew
that Sawamura was the one to splash him with water. Sawamura didn't stop
either. He kept hitting his hand down on the water so a wave of it would reach
Furuya.
"You owe me an apology!" Sawamura shouted.
"Huh?"
"Say it!" Sawamura splashed harder, making a mess.
Furuya knew he had to apologize, not because he had a threat hanging over his
head from Miyuki, but because he did do something horrible to Sawamura. But
Furuya expected an apology as well since Sawamura was being a complete and
total ass the entire day.
"I'm sorry." Furuya said again and this time he did mean it. "I shouldn't have
hit you." He mentioned quieter.
Sawamura stood up in the water and laughed louder with power. He was waiting
for this moment. It was about time Furuya caved in, and it's even better
because Furuya caved first. Sawamura couldn't help but boast. His voice echoed
through the humid room. Furuya had to look away because the view he saw was not
the view he wanted.
"That's right!" Sawamura laughed louder.
Furuya could've taken it back. But he didn't. Sawamura's boasting didn't bother
him as much as he thought it would.
"I guess it's my turn." Sawamura said. "I'm sorry I called you a giraffe." He
said with the largest smile on his face. Furuya turned to him slowly, not
liking his tone of voice. "And I'm also sorry that I taunted you the entire
day." He continued.
Furuya breathed out.
"Oh, and I wasn't going to hit your arm with the bat. I was probably going to
swing at your leg or around there." Sawamura added in and laughed out loud.
Furuya actually felt better about hearing that.
Maybe he should hit Sawamura with a ball again if it really was going to get
him to apologize for everything he's done.
That's reassuring.
They stayed in the water, mostly the fatigue making them drown in the water.
When they weren't breathing in liquid, they quietly talked to each other about
the things that really got them mad, but they laughed about it. Today was one
big misunderstanding. At least, for now they were going with that excuse. If
they were lucky, tomorrow won't happen like today did.
They were quick to leave the bath once they realized how long they were in
there. They got dressed and walked around together. They could rush to Miyuki
and say they cleared everything up, and as much as they were trying to do that,
Miyuki already disappeared because he knew they would make up some lie together
about it, and also Furuya and Sawamura were okay with each other for the moment
so they just decided to give up and wait for the next day.
They walked around the dorms and stopped at Sawamura's. He expected Kuramochi
to be there at least but neither he or the first year roommate was there.
Sawamura didn't particularly care since Furuya wasn't trying to break his arm
anymore. Now they were neutral but this was the first time they had been alone
together like this besides the bath.
"Kuramochi has a lot of video games but he sucks at all of them." Sawamura said
as he turned on the lights.
Furuya stood quietly by the door and waited as Sawamura dropped a few pillows
to the floor and pulled out the game console in front of the TV.
"We could honestly just play till he comes back." Sawamura said and sat down.
He hadn't noticed how pale Furuya had gone. Furuya remained where he had been
for the past minute. This was his first time in Sawamura's room and it was a
nice thing to be invited. Furuya couldn't describe how he was feeling but he
definitely knew it was something awkward. He stared at the back of Sawamura's
head, seeing water drip from his wet hair to his red sweatshirt he wore.
Sawamura turned around to look at Furuya. "You coming?" He asked.
Furuya took hesitant steps forward to Sawamura and sat down on the pillow. He
had no intention of playing video games with him, at least not tonight. He felt
some type of way and he had to resolve that awkward feeling or he would just be
bitter and resistant.
Sawamura didn't stop Furuya when he got too close. He figured that Furuya was
going to say some secret but it was more than that. Furuya didn't stop moving
till he could press his lips to Sawamura's. That was it, just a peck on the
lips because Furuya wouldn't be able to handle doing more than that.
"...sorry," he said under his breath after pulling away. It wasn't like him to
be so shy. He kept his eyes down and there was a blush on his cheeks too.
Sawamura didn't notice anything. He just thought the kiss was a harmless kiss
and that there was nothing more. Furuya didn't think there should be anymore to
that. Sawamura didn't mind it. He told himself that he didn't mind it. He told
himself that he didn't have any unnecessary feelings. It was just a kiss. No
feelings involved.
Then again, what were they going to do if there were more feelings than they
could handle?
Sawamura wasn't going to accept the apology. He didn't think Furuya had to
apologize for such a weak kiss. Sawamura would give him something to apologize
for instead.
He pulled Furuya back on to him and gave him a proper kiss, one that wasn't as
still as the kiss before. Sawamura was always enthusiastic about anything he
did, kissing included. If anything, it should be fun. After the day they've
had, it should just be fun.
Furuya was burning up. No one has ever gotten that close to him in his life. It
definitely wasn't helpful when Sawamura was moving his tongue inside Furuya's
mouth. It was a lot to respond to but Furuya was keeping up as best as he
could. He was just as competitive as Sawamura was. That was the mindset that
kept him going.
The only unexpected thing was that Furuya ended up coming out on top.
He pushed Sawamura down over the other pillow and let his hands push his red
sweatshirt up to his chest. Sawamura didn't have anything to say yet; he let
Furuya fondle his chest with his fingers since there wasn't a lot going on; he
just stared up at the ceiling and breathed through his open mouth.
He didn't expect Furuya to yank off his sweatpants as if they were unnecessary.
He didn't expect Furuya to bring him closer, much closer than he should have
been. Sawamura's legs were resting over Furuya's thighs since he sat on his
knees. Sawamura's cheeks were brightening up because Furuya had more of a view
than he deserved; now Sawamura was exposed to Furuya and that was not supposed
to happen. Ever.
Furuya didn't know what to say so he kept his mouth shut. His expression was
enough to emote what he was feeling.
"...Furuya." Sawamura wanted to warn him not to go any further than what he was
thinking.
Furuya kept his hands over Sawamura's bare stomach and didn't move an inch, not
yet. In his mind, he ran through all the scenarios; the ones that would make
Sawamura hate him, the ones that would make Sawamura hit him, and the ones that
would make Sawamura completely black out. There was one thing he wanted to do
and Sawamura could definitely see that Furuya was planning to go for it.
"Furuya, don't-" Sawamura couldn't get out his complaint.
Furuya's arms moved around Sawamura's legs and he lifted him up before removing
his arms so he could wrap them around Sawamura's stomach. It was abrupt and
quick. Sawamura blinked once and the next thing he knew, he had his head
between Furuya's knees, and he was staying across the room with an upside down
view. Furuya had a good grip around Sawamura's torso and he didn't let go for a
single second.
Sawamura was anticipating the awkward sensation he was about to feel. He closed
his eyes and hoped this was some sick joke but Furuya really wasn't messing
around.
Just barely did Furuya need to move to press his tongue to Sawamura's skin; his
mouth hovered over his hole that already began to twitch with excitement.
Sawamura didn't want to feel this way, he didn't want to want it but he stayed
put while Furuya continued licking him.
For Sawamura, it was awkward, at least in his mind it was. His body was
reacting differently to the care of Furuya's tongue and the way Furuya's lips
pressed on to his delicate. He tried to figure out what was there to like about
it but his body already knew. He couldn't hide the moans or his blush.
Furuya wasn't slow. He didn't pay attention to what Sawamura liked or didn't
like. He didn't care. Not at the moment. His fingers were digging in to
Sawamura's skin as he held him up closer so he could press his face down into
him. His tongue circled Sawamura's moving skin and he pressed his lips down
again before letting his tongue take over once more.
"St-ah!" Sawamura couldn't get it out there. "F-fuck- Furuya-" he was tempted
to tell him to stop.
His fingers couldn't clench to fists; they just rested over Furuya's knees
without moving. Sawamura thought of telling Furuya to stop multiple times but
each time became weaker and weaker.
Furuya was not gentle. He wasn't slow either. Sawamura struggled to keep his
eyes open. Blood was rushing to both heads at the moment. His body burned as
Furuya licked him harder without any rhythm; it was irregular how he moved
though it was his first time attempting this.
"Wa...ah-wait." Sawamura breathed. Furuya pretended not to hear him. "Furuya,
wait!" He said louder, strained and upset.
Furuya stopped licking but his mouth stayed over Sawamura's wet skin. He
could've kept going, though he listened since it did sound like Sawamura was a
confused mess. His fingers loosened their grip on Sawamura's skin but he felt
the marks were his nails scraped. Against his arms, Sawamura's stomach rose and
fell just like his chest did. Sawamura breathed heavily as he opened his eyes
just to get the blurry vision of an upside down room.
"Slow down." Sawamura's voice came out breathy and strained like before.
Furuya wasn't sure if he wanted to listen to that request. Sawamura could even
tell that Furuya was testing him.
"Slow down." He repeated himself again as if he didn't make himself clear the
first time.
Furuya just took it as a challenge.
Slowly, like Sawamura demanded, Furuya pushed his tongue inside of Sawamura,
just spreading him enough to lick inside him. His eyes had darkened when he did
it and his fingers were clutching hard again. Sawamura let out a low moan,
cursing in between when he moaned again. His body was tensing up against
Furuya's but he didn't move away, he was too weak to.
Furuya did take it slow. His tongue pushed in at a slow rhythm like he was
asked to. He could feel Sawamura shaking slightly from the sensation. When
Furuya looked up, he noticed Sawamura's thighs quivering as well. Sawamura did
his best to make it stop but the harder he tried the worse it got. He didn't
want to be like this in front of Furuya, but here he was, already a complete
mess. Furuya continued with the slow rhythm that he didn't like, he would
prefer to do it at his own pace but it's not like he had any control to with
how he moved his mouth.
Still, he just felt like reverting to how he started in the first place. He
couldn't help himself, not when Sawamura gets much louder when he's being
pleased. Furuya didn't stop for a second; he ended up becoming more forceful
within seconds and he didn't try to stop.
Sawamura was still confused. It was hard to focus with how he was feeling. He
kept his eyes closed but his vision blurred from being upside down. He didn't
want to admit that it was because Furuya was much better at rimming than he
thought. He wasn't going to admit that to even himself.
It's not like he could hide it.
Furuya felt how hard Sawamura breathed, his skin rose and fell around Furuya's
fingers. He didn't hold Sawamura's body gently but he remembered who he was
dealing with. Sawamura wouldn't be afraid to yell if Furuya did take it too
far, not that he had the mindset to anyway. Still though, Furuya became
conscious of everything he was doing. His tongue lapped over Sawamura's skin
before he let his lips press down again like before. And again he let his
tongue move, doing the entire process over and over again. Furuya felt like he
couldn't get enough, that's why he was so aggressive.
He could listen to Sawamura's voice and feel like he was the one coming out on
top, like he didn't have to worry about Sawamura taking his place. But he also
felt like he had to do everything to make sure Sawamura had the orgasm of his
life.
Furuya lacked control but he did have enthusiasm. He lacked technique but he
had determination.
And Sawamura would never lie about how he felt, even in a situation like this.
His legs were still shaking in the air, his thighs twitching and his toes
curling. Sawamura huffed out a heavy breath as he cursed from the frustration.
In his mind he thought Furuya was much better than he could imagine.
Just a bit of cum began dripping to Furuya's wrist. He opened his eyes but it's
not like he would be able to see Sawamura's face. More cum fell to his wrist
and on to Sawamura's chest where his sweatshirt didn't cover. Sawamura couldn't
help how much he was already leaking.
It wouldn't be long before he would have to give up.
Furuya had a need to tongue him. His face pressed down into Sawamura's skin and
not once did Furuya pull away. His tongue moved, twirling around Sawamura's
hole before pushing inside again. Sawamura would always shake when Furuya did
that and it happened right then.
Sawamura opened his eyes slowly but he could barely see. His vision was still
dark and filled with stars. It took him a moment to realize how deep into this
he really was. His mouth hung open while he moan with pleasure filled agony;
his voice got extremely loud but Furuya expected nothing less from Sawamura. It
was a habit. Sawamura strained again, his breath hitching, his eyes rolling,
his fingers clenching.
He felt it, he really felt it.
"Wait-..." he was desperate but could barely think. "F-fu...-Furuya!" Sawamura
cried unexpectedly.
Furuya was barely paying attention. He was too busy trying to get Sawamura to
cum which didn't seem like it would take long.
"If you...if you do t-that-" he couldn't finish.
And it was too late.
Furuya knew what he was doing. He wasn't really kind either. Furuya kept
pushing his tongue inside Sawamura right up until the moment he came; semen
spilled over Furuya's wrist and onto Sawamura's stomach and chest. Furuya
hadn't stopped even when he heard what Sawamura was feeling. It wasn't enough
for Furuya to pull his tongue away, if anything Furuya would try to get
Sawamura to go another round. At the moment Sawamura was practically in tears
and Furuya didn't have an ounce of sympathy in his body.
Furuya noticed Sawamura still twitching and shaking; he jerked every time
Furuya dragged his tongue over his skin. Furuya breathed hard over him; his
mouth opened wider but his tongue remained on Sawamura.
Sawamura could swear he was white hot. He was dizzy and lightheaded. Not to
forget to mention his body felt heavy and sensitive. Furuya didn't let go. His
arm pressed around Sawamura's lower torso and his other hand gripped Sawamura's
hip.
"Again." Furuya breathed against his skin.
Sawamura couldn't help but heave a sigh. He couldn't go through a moment like
that again, he wasn't physically prepared. Was Furuya even paying attention to
how much Sawamura's legs were shaking? He definitely was not going to last
long.
But Furuya didn't care.
And Sawamura didn't have the strength to kick Furuya in the face. Furuya was
too determined to continue and Sawamura was going to have to suffer through the
awkwardly agonizing pleasure.
This went on till Sawamura's roommates came back. Furuya didn't even have the
energy to boast about what he did. Sawamura laid on the floor for the rest of
the night and his roommates were worried that he might've injured himself. By
then Furuya was already gone but Sawamura couldn't help but think Furuya was
still around, just waiting to start over again.
This wouldn't have happened if they didn't fight today.
The next day was about to be a repeat of what happened. It wasn't a shock this
time, however. There was a ton of tension between Furuya and Sawamura and it
made the others draw away. Neither of them were going to forget what happened
the previous day, especially what happened during that night. Sawamura carried
a bat with him during practice. Even when he was in the dug out, he had his bat
near by. He wasn't allowed on the mound, just like Furuya wasn't. Sawamura
didn't get a chance to pitch a single ball either. All he could do was watch.
Furuya kept a helmet on during a day just in case Sawamura found him and
decided to take a swing on at his head. He wore guards for protection as well.
Sawamura will always be unpredictable. Furuya had to make sure he could stand
his ground against the spontaneity.
"So..." Kuramochi walked over to Miyuki. He had a plain expression but it
seemed like he was about to talk about his concern. "I just saw Sawamura hit
Furuya with a baseball bat. Like a clean hit to his leg." Kuramochi said.
Miyuki shrugged.
"You'd think he'd be able to do that in a game, but whatever." Kuramochi
shrugged, too.
"I'm not even shocked at the moment." Miyuki admitted. He covered his mouth
with his mitt to hide his smiling.
Kuramochi glanced to Miyuki, and Miyuki watched Kuramochi watch him. They could
stare silently at each other all day. Kuramochi just didn't like the smile on
Miyuki's face that was getting too wide. He was enjoying how Furuya and
Sawamura were quiet.
"It's not funny." Kuramochi turned away. "You're terrible and they're going to
kill each other." he pointed out.
Miyuki shrugged, but he was laughing louder. "I'm pretty sure they're getting
closer than ever." Miyuki said once he heard Sawamura's shouting from somewhere
on the field.
Of course he would be the one to find out that Sawamura and Furuya are getting
a bit too carried. It's not like they would tell anyone but they weren't trying
hard enough to keep it a secret. The phrase "let's fight" was being shouted by
someone on the field, and it wasn't Sawamura. Furuya was just as enthusiastic
to get Sawamura back for the hit to the leg. There was definitely more where
that came from, Sawamura swore it.
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