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Two days ago, Ewell and Daichi had a little argument and they made a bet, who could last longer without sex. Ewell has to discover, that Daichi is a dirty player. |
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Like father, like son
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itle: Like father like son
Disclaimer: I own nothing and I’m not earning any money with it.
Warnings: yaoi, lemon
Pairings: Daichi (Tsubasa’s little brother) x Ewell (Rivaul’s son)
Summary: Two days ago, Ewell and Daichi had a little argument and they made a bet, who could last longer without sex. Ewell has to discover, that Daichi is a dirty player.
A.N.: 1. Don’t ask. Just don’t ask. I don’t know either what has gotten into me.
2. I pretend that Ewell and Daichi are the same age. It wouldn’t make any sense if Ewell would be ten years old, considering that Rivaul is only 26(that would mean he would have become a father with 16... Wait a moment, that could explain his marriage…Hmmm…)( considering the manga. Not the ff!)
3. I don’t know if Barca has a Football boarding school. Now they have, and Ewell and Daichi are both students of it. Sharing a room.
4. The title is a reference to my fanfiction „Well…it could be interesting“.
5. In the ff Daichi and Ewell are both 16 years old.
NOT BETA-ED
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Like father, like son
Ewell glanced sideways at Daichi, who lay on his bed, happily sucking at an ice cream (a white one) and reading a football magazine.
He looked at his book again, trying to concentrate on it but failing.
He glanced at Daichi again.
Damn, that guy. How could anyone suck an ice that sexily? In and out, in and out of that sexy mouth it went, sometimes even a red tongue would slip out and lick at the whole length of the ice; or just lick a drop of white (WHITE !!!) ice from these sinful lips.
It was driving him nuts. And his poor hormones were on full speed.
The sound of Daichi licking the ice cream was enough to set images free in his head he shouldn’t think about, and to look at him wasn’t helping either.
Two more minutes of this torture and Ewell was convinced that Daichi did this on purpose.
„Since when do you like that? “, he said through pressed teeth.
„Mm? “, Daichi looked at him, ice in his mouth.
„Since when do you eat milk ice cream? I thought you hate it? “
„Oh that. “, Daichi took the ice out of his mouth and licked some drops away,
„ normally I don’t, but this tastes actually nice. “
Ewell gave him a suspicious look.
„Aha, so you like that ice. “, he laid his book to the side and stood up, „so-so. “
He walked over to Daichi‘s bed and took the ice out of his hands. What Daichi could do, he could do too!
He licked along the ice. Blurgh, it tasted as expected.
„How can you eat that? “
Daichi shrugged his shoulders and took the ice cream back.
He looked down at him and Daichi looked innocently back up at him, starting to suck his ice again.
Grumpily Ewell stomped to his bed again and flung himself down on it.
If Daichi should think, it would drive him nuts and he would give in, he would be wrong. He was Ewell, the son of Rivaul, he was determined and strong and wouldn’t give in just because Japanese was sucking and licking an ice cream. No, he would not give in.
He opened his book again and stared hard at the page, but wasn’t reading any thing.
Two days ago, they had a big fight, which ended with the result, that they had made a bet of whom could last longer without sex. And since day one, Daichi had played dirty.
First he just had to drunken his milk in front of him with a sexy-sly look in his direction, and then after the showers….
Ewell gritted his teeth.
Daichi never had walked around half naked, only a towel around his hips (hanging low on his hips) an hour before, bending down so often; his nice, little ass high up in the air.
And now the ice.
He glanced sideways. Thank gods; he nearly had eaten it so the torture would be… Daichi stared to moan… over.
„Arggh!!! “, Ewell screamed and threw the book through the room. He marched to the door, locked it and then stormed to Daichi‘s bed.
„You… you little bastard! “, he said through gritted teeth, „ you‘re doing it on purpose. “
Daichi blinked innocently at him.
„What do you mean? “
„Stop fooling me! “, he stared angrily at him.
Daichi raised an eyebrow; clearly he was amused by seeing his boyfriend in this state. But it deserved him right.
„I‘m not fooling around with you. I have just eaten an ice-cream. What is wrong with it? “
Ewell snorted.
„You know what I mean. “, he crawled over Daichi and lay down on him.
„You are arousing me on purpose. “, he mumbled into Daichi‘s ear and nibbled at it.
„You must have imagined it. “, Daichi answered in a whispered voice.
„So? “, Ewell looked at him.
„Yes“, Daichi answered and kissed him.
Ewell kissed eagerly back, slipping his tongue into that hot mouth, tasting Daichi and a faint flavor of the ice cream.
His hands wandered down Daichi‘s body, slipping under his shirt, stroking soft skin.
„Mmmmm….Ewell…. “, Daichi moaned, when they bro
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