Ship: Indou/Mizuki & Narukami & Ubukata Fandom: DAYS Major Tags: tags omitted Other Tags: tags omitted Word Count: 419 words
Warnings for female-on-male violence, voyeurism, mild sexual content and Plans Going Wrong.
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According to all the other schools, it was impossible to film any footage of Seiseki at practice because of the manager. Ubukata had taken on legendary proportions amongst other teams, a girl who was so violent and brutal that to go up against Seiseki was to take your life in your hands.
Indou and Narukami, however, weren’t the type to be frightened by mere stories! They would go spy on Seiseki and come back with precious footage of the other’s team practice.
Their plan had been very carefully thought out by Indou himself!
“We go to Seiseki,” he said and Narukami nodded enthusiastically.
“And then I talk to Mizuki and distract him,” Indou continued, “And the girl will be so busy watching me that she won’t see you sneaking around!”
It was a brilliant plan, their team had agreed. With the synchronicity between Narukami and Indou, they could surely get in and out without being caught!
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Narukami had never been in so much pain in his entire life. The tales of Ubukata’s fighting prowess had not been exaggerated. Trying to suggest to her that she quit being the soccer team manager and join the kendo club to get rid of her aggression had not calmed her down in the least!
Painfully, he limped towards the clubhouse which was the last place he’d seen Mizuki and Indou heading. Their plan had been on track until Indou disappeared from sight and Narukami was going to give him a good scolding about why didn’t he take Ubukata with him?!
He pulled his camera up to rest on his bruised shoulder, thinking that maybe he could at least get a few shots of the inside of the clubhouse. Maybe they still had plays written up on whiteboards or something. Looking through the window, he tapped the button - and got a perfect picture of Indou half-sitting on a table, shirt open, hands back to support himself and his mouth being fiercely attacked by Mizuki’s.
Without thinking, Narukami snapped more shots as Indou’s shirt was pushed off his shoulders and his trousers opened. Mizuki kneeling on the floor made him realize he was using the wrong format so Narukami switched from photos to videos.
Yeah. Good. He zoomed in on Indou’s flushed face, then let the camera pan down to where Mizuki’s head was bobbing back and forth with Indou’s fingers tangled in Mizuki’s hair.
This was useless for practice but with this video for blackmail, Indou could never refuse to pass to him again!
FILL: Team The Prince of Tennis, M
Fandom: DAYS
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Word Count: 419 words
Warnings for female-on-male violence, voyeurism, mild sexual content and Plans Going Wrong.
***
According to all the other schools, it was impossible to film any footage of Seiseki at practice because of the manager. Ubukata had taken on legendary proportions amongst other teams, a girl who was so violent and brutal that to go up against Seiseki was to take your life in your hands.
Indou and Narukami, however, weren’t the type to be frightened by mere stories! They would go spy on Seiseki and come back with precious footage of the other’s team practice.
Their plan had been very carefully thought out by Indou himself!
“We go to Seiseki,” he said and Narukami nodded enthusiastically.
“And then I talk to Mizuki and distract him,” Indou continued, “And the girl will be so busy watching me that she won’t see you sneaking around!”
It was a brilliant plan, their team had agreed. With the synchronicity between Narukami and Indou, they could surely get in and out without being caught!
*
Narukami had never been in so much pain in his entire life. The tales of Ubukata’s fighting prowess had not been exaggerated. Trying to suggest to her that she quit being the soccer team manager and join the kendo club to get rid of her aggression had not calmed her down in the least!
Painfully, he limped towards the clubhouse which was the last place he’d seen Mizuki and Indou heading. Their plan had been on track until Indou disappeared from sight and Narukami was going to give him a good scolding about why didn’t he take Ubukata with him?!
He pulled his camera up to rest on his bruised shoulder, thinking that maybe he could at least get a few shots of the inside of the clubhouse. Maybe they still had plays written up on whiteboards or something. Looking through the window, he tapped the button - and got a perfect picture of Indou half-sitting on a table, shirt open, hands back to support himself and his mouth being fiercely attacked by Mizuki’s.
Without thinking, Narukami snapped more shots as Indou’s shirt was pushed off his shoulders and his trousers opened. Mizuki kneeling on the floor made him realize he was using the wrong format so Narukami switched from photos to videos.
Yeah. Good. He zoomed in on Indou’s flushed face, then let the camera pan down to where Mizuki’s head was bobbing back and forth with Indou’s fingers tangled in Mizuki’s hair.
This was useless for practice but with this video for blackmail, Indou could never refuse to pass to him again!