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works/2963.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Tennis_no_Oujisama_|_Prince_of_Tennis
  Relationship:
      Fuji_Shuusuke/Fuji_Yuuta
  Character:
      Fuji_Yuuta, Fuji_Shuusuke
  Additional Tags:
      Incest, ij_porn_battle, Smut, Drabble
  Stats:
      Published: 2009-01-31 Words: 379
****** Pragmatism ******
by Lys_ap_Adin_(lysapadin)
Summary
     Really, it's just easier this way, all around.
Notes
     Written for IJ's_Porn_Battle, to the prompt "Prince of Tennis, Yuuta/
     Fuji, easier this way." Smut, with brothers who love each other an
     awful lot. 337 words.
Pragmatism
It was easier this way. Yuuta had the advantage of him in height, after all.
Shuusuke had even almost managed to resign himself to the fact that Yuuta
always would, at this point. Yuuta had the longer legs and torso, and it was
just plain easier for Shuusuke to let Yuuta draw him up on his knees, snugging
Shuusuke's ass into the cradle of Yuuta's hips as Yuuta's cock pressed into
him, deep, stretching him hard. Those extra centimeters meant that Yuuta could
fuck him like that, cock sliding in and out of Shuusuke, and still be able to
press himself against Shuusuke's back and murmur in Shuusuke's ear: broken
curses and soft gasps, promises of what Yuuta was going to do to him spilling
from his lips as Shuusuke arched and flexed under him, panting open-mouthed as
the delicious stretch of Yuuta's cock burned through him. It was easier, too,
for Yuuta to wrap those long arms around Shuusuke, and slide one capable hand
down Shuusuke's chest to fondle his cock, thumb circling slow and sure over the
head until the sensation turned Shuusuke inside out and he came, shaking with
the intensity of it.
After, it was easy and good to rest his forehead against his arms as Yuuta drew
his hips higher, cock pounding into Shuusuke, and just let the hard thrusts
send aftershocks of pleasure curling through him, until Yuuta's hands tightened
on his hips and Yuuta groaned, rich and husky as he found his own pleasure.
Yuuta was always careful with him after, too, easing Shuusuke down again and
cleaning him off, expression intent as he arranged Shuusuke against the pillows
and then curled around him, protective. Shuusuke was content to let him do it,
and even to snuggle closer once Yuuta was settled.
Shuusuke was sure, in one corner of his mind, that Yuuta would have yielded to
him in all this, if Shuusuke had asked him too. But Shuusuke had made up his
mind, a long time ago, that he wouldn't ask that of his brother. If Yuuta
couldn't direct this, Shuusuke was certain, then his brother wouldn't be so
easy with himself about it.
And that, Shuusuke knew, right down to his bones, would have been a damn shame.
end
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