Prince of Tennis] [TezukaFuji (Romantic)] [Set#2/Theme#3Lust] Triptych of Desire:Scene Deux

Fuji sheds his clothes piece by piece, starting with his shirt.

His movements hold no hint of playfulness. He's taking his clothes off because to leave it on wouldn't make what they were going to do entirely comfortable.

Tezuka, sitting on the bed, finds him unbelievably erotic. That's until Fuji's shirt is completely off and he's pulling down his pants. On his torso, Tezuka sees, are perfect impressions of Tezuka's hands, almost bruises on pale skin.

He should've known about Fuji' delicate skin. What they do isn't gentle, it's all about the sex between them; all about the lust. All about satisfying their teenage desires, there's only so much your hand can do after all. And Fuji's hands feel better on his body than his own ever did.

But although Tezuka was the one who initiated the first time, he finds himself taking a gentler approach when he pushes Fuji onto the bed. They're both quiet, although no one in Fuji's family is coming home for the night.

After Tezuka comes he buries his face into Fuji's neck and inhales. Fuji smells fresh, despite the sheen of sweat that covers them both. Tezuka thinks he should say something at this moment, but he can't find anything appropriate, except "I love you".

He remembers Fuji's words from before. "... I won't have any delusions that you love me."

It's always about the sex between them, which is both strange and not, given their ages.

It's always about the lust, the thrum of desire that makes Tezuka's blood boil and his body tense. It's always about their mouths and their hands and their cocks and their completion.

So what was Tezuka doing, trying to change that?

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