Though inexperienced, both Tsukishima and Yamaguchi moved with ease in bed. It took only seconds for each to match the other's pace, and the same amount of time for each to harden again.

"Tadashi," Tsukki began, still slightly doubting what he had just agreed to, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Of course I'm sure, Kei, I love you after all," Yama simply answered. He was going to do this, and do it his way. True his love for the blonde was overwhelming, but his desire to impress upon the other was even greater. Tsukishima was his, and only his.

"Okay..." Tsukki said, sliding his glasses off his face with grace. He slowly wrapped his arms around his partner, allowing them to explore his body, feel the arch in his back, the way he twitched when Tsukki's fingers ghosted over certain areas.

"That's enough of you in control," Yama purred, quickly turning around and grabbing a hold of his partner's body.

"Ta-Tadashi..." Tsukki whimpered, becoming weak at the knees from the sudden contact.

"This is how it should be," Yama whispered seductively in the other's ear, massaging his ass in the process. Soon enough this foreplay wouldn't be enough for either of them, but for now it was perfect.

Tsukishima gave in and dragged them down to the bed, where he was quickly pushed against. "Don't think you'll overpower me here either," Yama clicked his tongue after he spoke. The blonde was rendered motionless with his wrists pinned above his head, leaving him completely vulnerable. It was surprising how fast the dark-haired boy was even able to tie his hands together that fast.

Tsukki's face scrunched up in anticipation for the touch he was expecting, but none came. The boy towering over him was looking down, examining him, as if he were a work of art. "Aren't you going to, oh I don't know, fuck me?"

Wrong choice of words. Yama slowly put a finger to Tsukki's mouth and shook his head. Out of nowhere, Yama grabbed a blindfold. He crashed his lips into his love's initiating the kiss, just to prove that he was in control.

"Hmmm... What to do first?"

Ever so slowly, Yama drifted his finger across Tsukki's toned abs, causing the blonde to shudder. 'This is going to be fun~'

"Goodness Kei, your cock is so big and hard, for me of course~" Tsukki blushed self consciously, having his member "complimented".

Before a word could be uttered in response however, Yama had begun grinding against him, with the pace quickening every second. Close to his limit already, Tsukki began moaning unintelligible things, "I'm gonna" "please more" "faster" "so good".

"Not so fast, love," Yama murmured, raking his fingers through the blonde's precious short hair, occasionally stopping to twirl a stray curl. All at once he halted the friction, leaving Tsukishima a whimpering mess. Instead of immediately rocking back into the pace, Yama's hand traveled down to the throbbing member before him. Smoothly with fingers full of magic, he stroked Tsukki's dick.

"Holy fuck Tadashi, where did you lEARN—" but Yama's now tightened grip cut him short.

The rope chaining the blonde's wrist were well worn by now, from being jerked around so much. With brute force, somehow Tsukki broke free, ripping his blindfold off as well.

"Look who's a caged bird now," he said, pinning Yamaguchi to the bed.

"Still you~" the smaller boy replied, using his feet to push Kei off of him and reverse their roles.

Tsukki's skin prickled at the flip of well, him. He had just previously been on top and yet here he found himself being dominated by a boy who should be much weaker than him.

"How's this feel?~" Yama mewled, shoving his knee between the other's thighs. He proceeded to work his magic, causing Tsukki to gasp and bite back his moans, unsuccessfully.

Both in ecstasy, the pair of lovers flopped down on each other, not caring about the sticky substance covering their bare bodies. Tsukki's boxers were thrown onto the floor in the flurry of foreplay, and Yama's laid peacefully at the foot of the bed.

Nothing was going to ruin their fun tonight. "Round 2?" Tsukki practically begged, wiping sweat off his forehead.

"Why not, love?" Yama said.

That practice in the shower paid off in the end, as Yamaguchi could qu

It was quite easily fit the entire length of Tsukishima in his mouth. After it was over, they didn't bother to put any clothes back on, who would come in anyway? They curled up together, never letting go throughout the night.