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When Tobio decided to travel to Brazil to visit his boyfriend he never expected it to turn out like this. He figured they'd play volleyball and eat some interesting food. And then play more volleyball. But something about the bright Brazilian sun seemed to make his own, personal ball of sunshine have only one thing on his mind.
And it definitely wasn't volleyball.
They'd barely gotten in the apartment door when Shoyou spun him around, grabbed his wrists, and pressed him chest first against the wall.
"I've missed you, Bakayama," Shoyou purred against his neck. Tobio shivered at the feeling of having his alpha so close after so long. Goosebumps covered his skin as Shoyou licked a stripe up his neck, directly over his unmarked gland.
"I missed you too, Boke," Tobio whimpered back, "But I thought we were going to play volleyball?"
"Of course we are!" Shoyou said, sounding affronted before he leaned in for another taste, "But it's been over a year since I've seen you. You smell delicious, but you don't smell like me. We need to change that."
"And then volleyball?"
"Then volleyball," Shoyou confirmed before he captured Tobio's lips in a deep kiss. He pulled harder on Tobio's wrists, forcing his back to arch. It brought his face closer to the alpha's face and his ass closer to the alpha's groin.
Shoyou was already hard.
Tobio had wanted to get right to playing volleyball. He'd never played beach volleyball and he couldn't let this dumbass get ahead of him. But he supposed this was fine too.
More than fine.
He just wished he could smell his alpha better.
"You idiot!" Tobio hissed, pulling out of Shoyou's grip and turning around. "How are you supposed to scent me with your patch still on?"
"Oh yeah!" Shoyou chirped as he ripped the scent patch from his neck, his aroused amber scent filling the hall.
Tobio's mouth watered.
Shoyou noticed his arousal and grinned at him. He wrapped one hand around Tobio's neck and pulled him down for another kiss. Their tongues intertwined sloppily while his alpha's other hand crept under his shirt, finding one of his nipples and pinching. Tobio whined into the kiss and Shoyou pulled away.
"Wow, Yamayama, you're really noisy today. You must have missed me, huh?"
Tobio had, but he couldn't admit that. Not when the alpha had such a smug smirk on his face.
"Who'd miss you?" Tobio bit back but Shoyou's smirk only grew.
"Oh yeah?" Shoyou teased, "Well how about we have a competition? The first to make a sound loses."
A competition. Another tally Tobio could add to his win count. He was currently ahead of Shouyou by 2 points. This was his chance to further his lead.
"You're on," Tobio growled. He leaned down and kissed Shoyou, putting all of his suppressed emotions in the kiss. He had missed his alpha, so much. And he would use that to destroy him in this match. Sex plus a competition was almost as good as volleyball.
Almost.
The alpha returned the kiss with his own fervor. It was electrifying, the way their tongues battled without making a sound.
It was distracting.
Tobio almost shrieked when Shoyou stuffed his hand into his sweatpants.
He gritted his teeth as the alpha's calloused hands went straight to his little omega dick, rubbing roughly over the head in just the way he liked. Even after a year apart, Shoyou still knew his body so well.
But two could play at that game.
Tobio quickly shoved his own hand into Shoyou's shorts, wrapping his hand around the alpha's dick in a tight grip before he started to tug. All while Shoyou's fingers ran through his folds.
Tobio broke their kiss to pant silently. He leaned his head against his alpha's shoulder, enjoying Shoyou's small stature. It gave him an easy place to rest. He didn't rest his hand though. Staying silent, Tobio continued to stroke his alpha, thumbing over the tip on each upstroke.
Trying to pull out a noise.
Shoyou took the competition seriously too. Two of his wandering fingers had pushed inside of him, crooking just right as they went in and out.
It felt so good and Tobio was dripping, slick pouring down his thighs, his cunt showing his pleasure when his voice couldn't. It was the same for his alpha. Tobio's hand was already wet with Shoyou's leaking fluids. It had been so long since either of them had felt the other's touch.
Neither would last very long.
He wanted to make his alpha cum first, make him shiver and moan as he came and came hard. Just the thought of it made Tobio's eyes roll back in his head, the image doing just as much for him as the thumb pressing against his cock.
Fuck.
He needed to focus. Shoyou was too skilled. He made him feel things that Tobio never usually felt, that he never even focused on. Maybe that was why it was so hard not to focus on them now. Tobio had to clench his teeth as the alpha picked up his speed, thrusting his fingers in rapidly, and at just the right angle to make him see stars.
Tobio wanted to up his pace too, he couldn't be outdone.
But Shoyou was a sneaky bastard. The alpha turned his head until his mouth found Tobio's scent gland. Without any warning the alpha bit down, digging his teeth in with enough force to bruise but not break skin.
But with enough force to drag Tobio's orgasm out.
He cried out as his pussy clenched down on the fingers inside him, dual sensations of pleasure from his neck and groin sending him over the edge. Tobio made a noise, he came first, he lost.
And it felt amazing, but he wasn't going to tell Shoyou that.
Instead he pulled his hand from the alpha's shorts, scowling at him with red, flustered cheeks. He lost the game, that meant he didn't need to play anymore. Shoyou could bring himself to orgasm. The alpha didn't look disappointed though, he just looked smug.
And so, so handsome.
Shouyou pulled his slick covered hand out of Tobio's pants, bringing it up to his nose and inhaling deeply.
"You smell so good, like blueberries," Shoyou said, finally making a sound. He licked a finger and groaned, making eye contact before whispering, "I want more."
"No," Tobio protested weakly. “It's time for volleyball.”
"Not yet, Yamayama," Shoyou said as he dropped to his knees, tugging Tobio's pants and boxers down with him. "I won and I want to collect my prize." At that, the alpha used his arms to shift Tobio's thighs apart, diving in tongue first.
Tobio didn't even try to stop his cries, the game was already lost. He just buried his hands in Shoyou's hair and held on, nearly screaming as his sensitive parts were lapped at.
"And volleyball after?" he whimpered, grinding on the alpha's tongue.
Shoyou said something that Tobio couldn't hear. His mind too foggy with pleasure and the alpha's mouth too occupied to be understandable.
But this was Shoyou, they'd definitely play volleyball soon.