a rainy day (WARNING)

"Stop."

"No, I won't." There came a muffled voice.

Tezuka groaned. "We are here to study."

"But.."

"Fuji..." he stifled a gasp as he felt Fuji's wet tongue tickling his nipple. How did it come to this, he sighed.

It's raining, come to my place. You need to study, don't you?

Tezuka had been busy lately: exams, tennis practices, scheduling matches, discussing with Inui about each players' weakness and strengths, observing Ryoma's progress - and trying to avoid Fuji's unnoticed advances - only visible to Tezuka - during each practice.

And all Fuji did was suggested going up to his room and offer a cup of nice, warm tea.

Tezuka was tired. Very tired. As he listened absently of Fuji's accounts of Oshitari's verbal advances as to where his racket was, capturing shots of Ryoma and wondering how he would look like if he had no clothes on, he felt a warm breath on his skin and the gentle touch of fingertips playing lightly on his uniform, slowly prying each button apart, slowly removing it..

But Tezuka Kunimitsu - the captain of Seigaku tennis club and the model student in academics - was numb with weariness...all he could feel was the inviting warm breath in his ear and the soft weight on his thighs, exactly in the middle, gently rocking his member to soothe his tired lover.

Without knowing, Tezuka found himself sprawled naked.

"Fuji-" he tried to distract, mustering all the strenth he can get -"the rain has stopped."

A soft inviting moan..Tezuka..

He couldn't let go. He just couldn't.

And he wouldn't.