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THINGS THAT CAN'T BE HELPED Act 1: Sendoh Akira
A one-shot pwp! dances around PWP! PWP! A first ever smutty attempt at humor for SenRu-dom by Arachay
Disclaimers: I don't... own them! ARGH! There! I said it! Satisfied?
Warnings: This fic is very limey... so you may say it's lemony, but still lime... In muggle's terms, this fic has sexual innuendo! .
Sendoh closed his eyes and luxuriated in the relaxing evening shower, letting the hot water trickle down his parted lips, further down soothing tired aching muscles…
A hot shower after practice was always pleasurable. It was also nice for reminiscing
He sighed deeply at the recollection of the day's events. Another day had passed. An extremely rigorous one-on-one basketball practice had just ended. The intense game lingered in his mind. He smiled.
/"Baka… I don't like it when you smile for no reason…"/
That voice. It always sounded cuter than anyone else's, without even trying.
/Rukawa Kaede… /
It seems that lately, the blue-eyed boy with unruly black hair was all that ever occupied his thoughts.
Everytime he had a one-on-one with his passionate playmate, he couldn't help but get drawn more & more into those eyes, into his very soul. Truly, the popular player was a bewitching little fox. The good-looking ace was also the only one he considered a "rival" and "best friend". Somehow, they just got along so naturally. There was nothing more he could ask for…
/Usotski./
Sendoh Akira sighed. Lately being with or without Rukawa had been very stressful for him. Little by little he became aware of strange feelings within him. A dire fondness he was developing… Apart from the zeal for basketball that Rukawa had rekindled in him, something else was being awakened too. The more he tried to ignore the fact that he was attracted to his best friend, just made the feeling more resolute.
Sendoh closed his eyes. At once the image of Rukawa Kaede filled his mind. His breath-taking ivory skin, his graceful masculine stature, the way he moved, the way his voice was as comfortable as silence… his soft & messy jet black hair... his sweet intoxicating scent… those fierce & innocent blue eyes...
"Oh my love… my darling…
I hunger
For your touch…"
Sendoh was irked out of his reverie. Someone was playing his dad's cd of "Unchained Melody"
It was his onesan. "Oi Akira! Hayaku! I need to use the shower too y'know!"
/Ah yes, the perks of living with your older sister…/
He hung his head in resignation. "I better get out of here before I do something I might regret."
-x-
A few minutes later…
BING-BONG!
:::/Mnn…. What in the world is that strange sound?/:::
Bing-bong! Bing-bong!
"Akira!" A voice shrieked. "Get the freakin' door! Can't you see I'm in the shower?"
::/Sea witch…?/::
Thump-Thump-Thump. BING-BONG!
Sendoh sat bolt upright. He groaned. "K'so… fell asleep…"
THUMP. THUMP. THUMP. BING-BONG!
"Hai, hai!" With heavy eyelids, he hauled himself to his feet & bounded downstairs. In a few wobbly steps, he was at the front door. He flung it wide open.
"Sendoh. You're late."
/Very late./
It was Rukawa!
Sendoh was suddenly alert.
He looked pissed. Blue eyes ablaze. He addressed me by my last name. That was bad.
/Very bad./
Sendoh Akira swallowed the gigantic lump forming in his throat. "Kaede. Suimasen… I—"
Kaede's eyes reverted to Sendoh's lower body. His blank expression changed to apparent annoyance. "I see you've been busy."
Uncomprehending at first, Sendoh followed Rukawa's gaze and he nearly choked in shock.
In his haste, he didn't realize that he had fallen asleep still naked with nothing more than a skimpy towel. Unfortunately, that very same skimpy towel was gone now; evidently it had slipped off of him, at some point between his bed & the front door.
Sendoh was too mortified, and too late however to do anything but feel his cheeks burn.
The younger boy lifted his duffel bag. "I'm going home."
"Kaede, no wait!" Sendoh panicked.
Without thinking he grabbed Rukawa by the arm & pulled him into a kiss.
Their first kiss.
/So good… /
Their mouths lingered, unable to resist impulses of the moment. Teasing, sucking, nipping at each other's lips. Sendoh pressed the younger boy towards him harder, driving his tongue deeper, tasting and drinking more of his sweetness.
/Rukawa is so delicious…/
It was maddening…
Without leaving those irresistible lips, Sendoh pulls his best friend into the living room, relentlessly tearing off his shirt and every other piece of garment on Kaede. Finally, they part, allowing them both to catch their breaths.
Well, Sendoh had difficulty regulating his breathing… As he couldn't help but admire the view.
Kaede.
Naked.
So beautiful.
Sendoh swallowed involuntarily, intense pressure pulsating wildly in his chest. And even more tension was mounting somewhere down there… It was both pleasure & torture.
Rukawa faintly smirked, before zeroing in on Sendoh, pressing their now bare bodies against each other. Hard.
/Kamisama./
It was getting hot. He resumed kissing Rukawa deeply. The latter first submitted to Sendoh's mouth, moaning enticingly. And all was lost.
Sendoh caressed Kaede's nape, occasionally nibbling and biting at the soft, sweet & succulent flesh that was Kaede's. He first explored that mouth that he adored so much, with every moan that he swallowed, the more aroused he became, the harder and rougher he pressed.
Rukawa squirmed beneath the crushing embrace; his sensations were being driven to a feverish pitch. He whimpered and writhed as Sendoh began dampening his cheeks and ears, feeling the warm wetness of his tongue dancing in and around his earlobe.
"AH!" The raven-haired boy gasped, involuntarily trying to push Sendoh away, afraid at the sudden surge of adrenaline pumping in his veins…
Sendoh laughed and stared into those wild gleaming blue eyes. Rukawa was desperately trying to catch his breath. Sweat was trickling down his body, shedding a new aura to its inviting paleness. It was then that he knew he's never felt like this before… he's never been so aroused before… It was then that he knew for certain…
"I want to make love to you Kaede… "
Rukawa closed his eyes, as Sendoh ran his fingers through his silky ebony strands. "Akira…"
"I love you Rukawa Kaede." Sendoh breathed into Kaede's swollen lips.
Rukawa could no longer reply, as Sendoh bent down to resume licking his skin, tasting his saccharine sweat, inhaling Kaede's divine scent…
/Could this be real? Kaede is finally mine. Here in my bed… Kaechan…/
"Akira! You baka! Wake up!"
"Mnn…?" Sendoh groans. The images of his fantasy quickly dissolve, giving way to the rude intrusion. Not again. "Nechan… what is it?"
"Get your ass off the bed sleepyhead, someone's looking for you!"
Sendoh bitterly realizes he has been sharing intimacies with his pillow. Drenched in sweat, out of breath and still very much "unresolved", he buries his head in his sheets. Feeling some consolation in the fact that his sister could not see what "he felt".
"Who could it be, so early in the morning?"
His sister merely snickers. "It's your boyfriend. Rukawa Kaede."
She somehow knew this would get his attention. Sendoh sat up and stared at his onesan incredulously.
"He's not my boyfriend." He muttered groggily, embarrassment staining his cheeks. The pillow was very useful in hiding this.
"Whatever, you hentai." She quipped making her exit.
"We're just friends." Akira added to himself miserably.
"Yeah, yeah. Oh! And- " His sisters head bobbed back into his room. She had a funny insinuating smile on her face. "Remember to clean up & get dressed before you go down, ne?"
"…"
Epilogue:
Later at the basketball court…
Rukawa: Oi Akira!
Sendoh: speechless
Rukawa: You've been uncharacteristically quiet... Are you okay?
Sendoh: A-Aa.
Rukawa: starting to dribble the basketball You look like you just got laid...
Sendoh: Kaede… sweatdrop I can't believe you just said that!
Rukawa: shrugs & sighs Yare, yare…
Arachay's Muse: And so… Sendoh Akira's secret was between him & his pillow for now… Well maybe his sister already guessed, that he was hopelessly in love in every possible way… with his best friend. Rukawa Kaede.
[Tsuzuku?]
A/N: Will there be an Act 2, only my baka, baka muse knows... glomps muse