Amethyst Fascination

As Yukimura expected, he got up late.

But it's not entirely his fault.Returning to the room with the drunken and rambunctious young man last night, the child has been teasing his proud self-control.In addition to kissing the seductive red lips and leaving deep and shallow hickeys on the delicate collarbone, the rest of the time was spent by him in various ways to calm the unbearable desire.

Counting it, they have been dating for more than half a year, and they haven't gotten any closer except for kissing.It's not that he doesn't want to, but that the child is cherished by him, and he doesn't want to apply the current love formula to each other.He still wants to wait until the day the child grows up.

Therefore, Seiichi Yukimura, the head of the Tennis Department of the dignified Rikkai University, tried cold baths and failed to drink ice water. For the first time in 16 years, he solved his physical needs with his hands, and then hugged his little lover until he lost sleep. midnight.

Gently rubbing the forehead that was a little swollen and sore due to lack of sleep, Yukimura had a helpless smile on his lips, looked down at the sleeping child in his arms, and sighed softly.

Recalling the shameful experience last night, Yukimura couldn't help but frowned slightly, twisted the boy's delicate face, and complained softly: "You really tortured me to death, little guy."

The boy whose sleep was disturbed moved, grunted dissatisfiedly, and buried his face deeper into Yukimura's arms.

If he was rubbed like this again, he would definitely have to shower with cold water later.With this kind of cognition, Yukimura lightly opened the arms around the boy and got up quickly.

After grooming, when Yukimura returned to the room, the cat-like boy had already woken up.There was still some sleepiness on the small face, and the golden eyes stared at the other party motionlessly, humming with a little displeasure: "Where did you go yesterday?"

Frowning slightly, Yukimura raised his eyebrows and looked at the boy, sighing in frustration.

Well, after doing so many unreliable things, I completely forgot!What else can he do other than teach this little guy a lesson?

Amethyst's phoenix eyes narrowed slowly, and with his arms folded around his chest, Yukimura approached the yawning boy step by step, with a slightly dangerous breath on his slightly raised lips.

Sitting on the head of the bed, clasping the boy's wrists with one hand and fixing them on top of his head, gently lifting his small jaw with the other hand, lowering his head and biting his red lips with force, he said slightly angrily: "My phone number is in the Is it a decoration in the phone? It’s fine if you can’t find me and don’t know how to make a call, how dare you go with those wolves.”

His lips tingled from being bitten, and the teenager struggled dissatisfied.But this kind of move won Yukimura's deeper kiss, and he could only stare fiercely at those deep purple eyes.

Breathing slightly, Yukimura pulled the boy into his arms, combed the messy dark green hair with his fingers, and sighed, "Forget it, get up, let's go for a walk later."

"What the hell are you angry about?" Slightly raising the corners of his eyes, the young man squinted at the handsome face that looked displeased no matter what, and muttered in a low voice.It's nothing like yesterday, didn't you just go in with Sanada-senpai and the others?

Quietly looking at the innocent little face of the young man, Yukimura smiled wryly, "I'm angry that there was a cat that gnawed and bit me in front of many people yesterday, and it forgot all about it after sleeping." Of course, it was even more angry What's more, I didn't even realize it when I teased myself.

Staring at the big round cat eyes in astonishment, the boy's eyes fell on the obvious tooth marks on the side of Yukimura's neck, and his face flushed immediately.He actually did such a shameful thing?Still in front of so many people?Why is there no impression at all?

With some guilt, he glanced at his purple eyes calmly, and the young man timidly reached out to touch the dark red on Yukimura's neck.Feeling the other party's sudden tremor, he sat up straight and moved closer to Yukimura, sticking out the tip of his pink tongue and gently licking the slightly red and swollen skin, with a flattering expression of "I was wrong, don't be angry".

Moaning uncontrollably, Yukimura panted and pressed his little head.Turning his head slowly, and resting his forehead on the boy's forehead, he murmured in a hoarse voice: "Are you willing to drive me crazy, little guy."

Hearing the soft voice that had never been deep before, the boy blushed, looked up at Yukimura's smiling eyes, and said softly, "Go change clothes, I'm hungry."

……

Even though Yukimura dragged him aimlessly on the avenue by the lake, the boy raised his eyes and secretly looked at the tall and handsome figure beside him, with a faint smile on his lips.

"What's the matter, Ryoma?" Sensing the boy's gaze, Yukimura stopped in his tracks, looked gently at the golden eyes that were shining brightly in the sun, and smiled slightly.

"It's nothing." Frowning a little embarrassedly, the boy raised his hand and pulled the brim of his hat.I won't tell him that he looks good in a white cotton shirt like this.

Raising the corners of his lips slightly, pinching his reddish face with his slender fingers, Yukimura said softly, "I haven't had time to congratulate you on winning French Open No.4, little guy."

"You know." With delicate eyebrows and eyes slightly frowned, the young man snorted as if very dissatisfied, and said, "If it wasn't for the venue, I would have played better."

Looking at that proud and unwilling expression, Yukimura couldn't help but be full of love, gently embraced him in his arms, and laughed softly: "I told you a long time ago that the clay court of the French Open is not so easy to adapt to. After a pause, he raised the boy's face with his fingers so that he could look at himself, and he asked, "What's the next plan? Are you going back to the United States?"

"I don't plan to go back for the time being." Looking up into the amethyst-like eyes, the boy thought for a while and asked in a low voice, "What about you? Have you recovered yet?"

"Basically everything is fine, don't worry." The boy's awkward care always made Yukimura feel warmer, and the smile in his eyes became brighter. "If you don't go back to the United States for the time being, can you stay with me in Kanagawa for a while?"

They spend so little time together.Although Yukimura is very sure that the child really likes him, but it is always such a day when the two places are separated, and occasionally there is a little uneasiness.

As if understanding what Yukimura was thinking at the moment, the young man curled his lips and hummed softly: "July." Seeing Yukimura's slight eyebrow raised in doubt, he smiled proudly and continued: "Before Wimbledon in July, I will accompany you."

The arms around the boy were tightened, and Yukimura smiled with joy in his eyes, "Then Ryoma can accompany me to prepare for the regional qualifiers."

"Cut, stop talking nonsense, Yukimura-senpai." Breaking away from Yukimura's hug, the boy took a few steps forward, looked back at his eyes still with a slight smile, frowned and snorted: "You don't know how to play at all, do you?" .”

Really, it's just a regional competition, this guy doesn't like it at all.

Yukimura didn't take it seriously when the lie was exposed. He looked at the boy's beautiful eyes with a smile, and said softly, "Then how about I accompany Ryoma to prepare for Wimbledon?"

"You are still far away, Yukimura-senpai." The corners of his lips raised in satisfaction, the boy continued to walk forward, but stretched out his hand to Yukimura behind him.

Stepping forward quickly, clasping the young man's little hand in the palm of his hand, Yukimura turned around and walked up the quaint stone steps. "Let's go to the shrine. It's time for others to arrive too."

Speaking of those teammates, Yukimura smiled slightly.As a self-inflicted fate last night, he gave them a surprise as an unforgettable memory of the school trip - meeting at the shrine after circling the lake twice.

Taking the boy into the Hakone Shrine, Yukimura was in a very happy mood when he saw the main candidates sitting slumped at the entrance of the shrine without accident.Signaling them to go at their own pace, he led the young man across the room.

The Hakone Shrine, located at the foot of Mount Hakone, has a majestic atmosphere. The red torii gates and green old trees complement each other, and the quiet atmosphere purifies the soul.

Looking down at the young man who was looking around curiously, his elegant lips curled into a mysterious arc, Yukimura led him into the hall without saying a word, and asked for two red kits in front of the altar.

Putting the exquisite kit on the calloused palm, Yukimura smiled softly when he met the puzzling eyes of the cat: "It's a blessing, may Ryoma's wishes come true."

Looking for a long time at those amethyst eyes that always gazed at him tenderly, tears welled up in the boy's eyes.Holding the kit tightly in the palm of his hand, it was rare for him to take the initiative to lean into the arms that were opened for him, and he whispered: "Together."

Yukimura could understand the simple two words, and it made the smiling eyes slightly moist.Interlocking his fingers, the kits that belonged to each other were tightly held in his palms. He kissed the boy's clear cat's eyes devoutly, and said softly, "Okay, let's go together."