the garden of illusions
Summary: “But is that the essence of Yoichi’s football...!? The magic...”
Or Ness caught in the enigma of the spellbinding trap in the form of Isagi Yoichi.
Characters: Isagi Y. & A. Ness
(A/N: Post-Christmas fic for this fandom. Belated Merry Christmas. Spoiler tags in the warning so read at your own risk and discretion. Some scenes and dialogs are excerpts from the manga hence the spoiler tagging. Unnecessary comments or complaints will not be tolerated as sufficient tags and warnings were provided ahead of time. I own nothing from this franchise except for this fic that reeks of wild sin and filth.)
It’s a fluke.
It has to be.
There's no way...
...there’s no way that they can make a goal like that.
‘What was that just now... They didn’t even make eye contact...? Huh!? There’s no way they could sync up like that!? Disgusting. Disgusting. That kind of chemical reaction is fucking disgusting!’ Ness’ thoughts raced inside his head in vitriolic bewilderment.
The sheer abhorrence towards Isagi scoring the final goal enveloped his entire being. But he was also disconcerted and strangely mystified at how was Isagi and Hiori sync up perfectly without even looking towards each other.
“But is that the essence of Yoichi’s football...!? The magic...” Ness uttered in complete wonder and bafflement; his orchid irises gazed at them in wide eyed astonishment.
However, his awestruck state didn’t last for long as Kaiser’s scream from the side caught his attention and stared at him in complete surprise and alarm.
“Kaiser...” He murmured helplessly as he could only watched the young man yelled out in frustration and glared daggers at Isagi’s direction. If looks could kill, Isagi would be lying on a heap right now.
Before he could even take a step towards Kaiser’s direction, he stormed out of the field, leaving Ness distraught and bereft after the match.
He waited for a good feeling to come but it never came throughout the day.
Ness had a funny relationship with Kaiser sometimes.
To him he was the sun, the emperor, the God who had graced him with his blinding yet mesmerizing presence and made the impossible into a possibility in the realm of their reality.
He vanquished the despair that was eating at him on the day that they first met.
He believed in his skill. He believed in his ideas. And he made his magic come true with his exquisite skill on the field.
Nevertheless...
…
He was also the source of his own misery.
He cast a wretchedness to his entire being as a form of punishment.
To which he deserved.
He was totally useless these past few days.
And it was no wonder that Kaiser himself didn’t want to see his face nor grace him with his own presence when he was a sore sight to his pleasant surroundings.
Nothing will pacify nor satisfy him unless he successfully defeated Isagi with his own hands.
He had never doubted Kaiser’s abilities. Nor developed an ounce of hesitance in his belief in him.
One could say he was a mindless fanatic of the young man who treated him like a dirt even if he treated him like a God himself.
Nevertheless, Ness remained steadfast and constantly devoted to him. He wasn’t the type of person to only remain glued to the other’s side when things were going easy and nicely. He will stick by his side even on their unfavorable occasions.
He’d purposely ignored how his hands would sometimes bleed from tightly balling it or punching the wall frustratedly when the other’s attention was too wrapped up with Isagi.
He disregarded the way his body shook slightly from the silent anger and misery whenever Kaiser only looked down at him as if he was a complete disappointment in his eyes and would focus on the other things specifically on the wretched form of Isagi Yoichi who continued to haunt and even taunt him on his thoughts and sleepless nights.
There was no denying it.
His mind refused to entertain any other notion or idea as of why Kaiser had suddenly gone cold and dismissive of him.
It was all Isagi Yoichi’s fault.
Everything had changed when he entered the equation.
But he firmly believed that if he’d be better, interesting and more useful to Kaiser and the team, everything would go back to the way it was.
Kaiser’s attention will be solely on him, and they’d recreate the magic once again that made them great and had the team stay on top.
Just the mere thought of Kaiser sparing even an ounce of interest to that clown filled him with an irrevocable disgust and repugnance.
His mind had shunned any other thoughts that would confuse him or derail him. To him, Isagi Yoichi was a speck or the unwanted dust that needed to be get rid of.
And the idea that he’d be inclined to entertain the magic in Yoichi’s skills on the field...
...
Fucking disgusting.
Still...
...
It lingered on the back of his head.
Like a damn virus that spread out and slowly corrupted his own thoughts and notions.
To him Isagi Yoichi was a total enigma.
Yes. The hatred and animosity that he felt for the other was there. But he cannot also deny that he was an unknown variable in the equation.
Although it was bold and strangely admirable of him to refuse to bow down to Kaiser’s league, he cannot fathom as of to why and he simply dismissed him as a hopeless idiot who naively thought to himself that he can dethrone Kaiser and defeat him.
But seeing the results now...
…
Yoichi won.
He fucking won and scored the final goal for their team which secured their victory against the Ubers.
He took a gamble and showed them the results.
He had shown it to Noa who was a logical strategist and put his career on the line by putting Hiori out there in a field whose stats were vastly different from Kiyora himself.
One cannot refute if the evidence was shown right in front of their faces.
The thought made Ness let out an exasperated breath as he made another kick of the ball which landed perfectly inside the net.
He had been practicing for ages.
He didn’t know how much time had passed.
What he only knew was Kaiser can’t be the only one exerting himself in the practice.
He shouldn’t slack off nor let his guard down.
How can Kaiser rely on him if he’s going to be useless in the field once again?
He continued kicking the ball and slotting himself in different positions, trying to imagine himself in different soccer scenarios against the opponent when they’re on the field.
Amid his practice, the soft creaking sounds of the door being opened halted his movements and stopped midway to look at the person who went in.
Ness didn’t know if it was his unlucky day or fate had been playing tricks on him lately as he came face to face with the person who caused turbulence in his life and his partnership with Kaiser.
Isagi fucking Yoichi.
“Oh, sorry. I didn’t know that you were using it. I’m going to search for another room to practice in.” Isagi said in an apologetic voice. His persona outside of the field was vastly different from the one he put on when they’re inside the field and playing against their opponents.
He should get used to it but sometimes it still gave him whiplash.
“Well, well, well if it isn’t the Blue Lock’s clown coming in here.” Ness couldn’t help but sneer at him. The anger, bitterness and resentment were bleeding through his tone and words.
Upon hearing his words, a sudden switch seemed to flicker around Isagi’s eyes, and he glowered at him, balling his fists to the side.
“I didn’t know that mutts like you could talk back like this when we all know that all you probably do is to wag your tail at Kaiser and be there under his beck and call.” Isagi shot back and his on-field personality was resurfacing when being provoked.
“Finally growing a spine and talking back hmm? You’re getting way too arrogant just because you scored the last, measly goal against our opponent.” He jeered.
“You should be saying that to your emperor who is nothing but a bogus one considering that the shot that he made was from my own scraps and not from yours.” Isagi curled his lips contemptuously which made Ness’ hackles rise and he crossed the remaining distance between the two of them, taking Isagi by the collar of his shirt and backing him against the wall.
“Shut the fuck up you fool! You know nothing about Kaiser and us! I will not let you disrespect him like this!” He growled at him as his sharp glare pinned him on the spot, his hot breaths brushing along the other’s skin because of their proximity and Isagi refused to be distracted nor let a shiver run through him.
He didn’t want to give Ness the satisfaction that he was getting under his skin.
“Then do pray tell me Ness on what are you to him hmm? Cause from the way I see it, you’re nothing but a loyal lapdog who is at his beck and every call.” Isagi smiled sardonically at him.
The fury inside of Ness couldn’t be held onto longer and he let one of hist fists fly towards Isagi’s face. However, Isagi somewhat anticipated his attack and let his quick reflexes show by immediately catching his fist with one of his hands and prevented it from colliding into his face.
Isagi then switched their positions and pulled his wrist with a bit of force which ended up having them landing unceremoniously down into the ground.
Ness seemed taken aback for a moment, looking up at him with wide eyes as Isagi was on top of him with his hand holding him by the wrist while the other one cradled along his nape as if preventing him from having his head having a violent impact on the ground.
“You... You fucking son of a bitch...!” Ness finally cursed out although it came out in a shaky breath as their proximity had a strange effect on his entire being. It's as if a scintillating sensation was slowly creeping up on him and he couldn’t stop his heart from somersaulting wildly inside his chest.
Ness could only pray inwardly that Isagi wouldn’t take notice of his erratic heartbeat and the havoc that he was wreaking inside of him.
“You have a funny mouth sometimes. But it’s more entertaining if it could be put into other use.” Isagi replied mockingly before he leaned down and crashed his lips against his in an invigorating yet violent kiss.
Isagi had enough of the other constantly belittling and mocking his skills in soccer when he had proven more than once that he’s capable of winning for their team and dethroning Kaiser himself.
The anger and other tumultuous emotions erupted from him and let his reason and logic melted away from the back of his mind as he let his instinct and untapped swirling emotions win finally.
And that was to punish Ness himself for his impudence and lack of courtesy towards him as a fellow teammate and a human being.
Meanwhile, Ness struggled beneath him and thrashed against him, reacting instinctively against his kisses.
How dare this fucking insect kiss him and stole his first kiss?!
However, he was getting distracted as the fury that he felt clashed against the electrifying sensation that surged around his veins upon feeling the other’s lips crashing against his own in a wild yet punishing kiss.
Despite his struggling, Isagi’s hold into him was strong and firm preventing him from getting away. To rebel against him, he kept his mouth closed and didn’t let the other’s tongue invade inside his mouth.
For a moment, his lips felt numb until he felt Isagi slowly ceased his movements. Just as he thought that he’d finally stop, Isagi kissed him slowly yet deeply. He gently coaxed his mouth to open and granted him an access inside the warm crevices of his mouth.
His numb lips started to feel a tingling sensation and he belatedly realized that his traitorous body moved on its own and reciprocated the other’s kiss sensuously, mimicking the other’s mouth moving on his own.
Their mouths molding perfectly against one another as their tongues danced invitingly with one another.
The reasonable part of Ness’ mind seemed to shut down slowly as he slowly gave in to his body’s whispers of yearnings and desires. The moment that Ness tangled his hands into Isagi’s hair and knead through his scalp, he had inevitably lost and gave into his traitorous instincts and wants. Ness wanted to curse Isagi for an eternity. But even moreso for himself for indulging himself into this kind of weakness.
Was this Isagi Yoichi’s magic again working inside of him and manipulating his body like a puppeeter to his puppet?
Isagi couldn’t help a low groan escaping his lips as he felt Ness’ hands kneading through his scalp. The warm and soft sensation of his palms shook him slightly to his core.
The low vibrations of Isagi groaning inside his mouth made him dizzy and clouded his senses in soft pleasure. Drool started to trickle down their lips, but they couldn’t seem to stop kissing each other as their fevered embrace went deeper and harder.
One of Isagi’s hands grew bolder and traipsed inside his torso wherein he caressed the smooth and suppled skin of the other. He continued leaving a trail of featherlight touches to his chest until it reached towards his sensitive nubs and began to pinch it teasingly with his thumb.
The contact alone made Ness jolt and instead of the usual titillating sensation that should envelop around his body, it’s as if he was doused by cold water and brought him back to the present. He quickly pulled away and broke off their shared kisses and pushed him away.
Even with his legs trembling from the overwhelming sensation alone, Ness tried to retain his firm stance as he swiftly stood up and glared at Isagi murderously.
“Don’t you dare come near me you clown. If you value your life and dignity, then hopefully none of this humiliating encounter would come out you understand?” He said harshly and didn’t wait for Isagi’s response nor looked at him for his facial expression and quickly stormed away, ignoring the way his heart almost jumped out of his throat or how his face burned up in mortification.
Isagi was left there staring at his retreating figure until he was standing all alone.
He could still feel the tingling sensation around his lips and as common sense came flooding back to his senses, he swallowed thickly as he slowly closed his eyes to calm himself down.
“Oh fuck.” He muttered as a resigned sigh left his lips.
The next incoming days were filled with buzzing energy, excitement and anxiousness from the other players as the match against the PxG was drawing closer.
Of course, Ness acted perfectly normal and pretended as if he didn’t make out with Isagi the other day.
They were both good at it.
Both acting perfectly fine.
Even more so to Isagi’s part as the blue-eyed striker didn’t even spare him a passing glance outside of the pitch and only communicated with him if that’s necessary. It didn’t bother him in the very least. And why should it? When Isagi was a nobody in his eyes.
Nevertheless, he can’t shake off a prickling feeling inside of him whenever Isagi wore that casual indifference on his eyes every time that their eyes meet for a brief period. Ness didn’t even know if he wanted to punch the living daylight out of him or just pinned him against the walls and let him know how much it was...
...
What exactly?
Pisses him off?
Occupying his mind for the rest of the day when they’re not doing anything?
Or simply because he was causing a strange bewilderment inside of him that his mind cannot even fathom what it was?
Whatever.
He didn’t want to waste his time on this and was getting distracted by these useless thoughts about someone who he deemed was a waste of space and beneath Kaiser’s talent and skill.
But destiny liked to play cruel jokes on him because what supposed to be a normal day for him to start his practice was now interrupted by the male itself who was standing in front of him and who wore a determined yet sheepish look on his face.
“Just what are you onto about now Yoichi?” He asked impatiently, completely hiding the befuddlement and another emotion that rose from within himself that he couldn’t even name of.
“Listen Ness...” Isagi started off hesitantly. “About what happened the other day—.”
“Wow. You totally care about that huh?” Ness interrupted him mockingly. “I thought everything is fine and dandy with you considering on how you seemed casual about it.”
“Well, in my defense you’re the one who said not to utter any word about it before you left.” Isagi replied with his hands raised placatingly. “But that’s not why I’m here.”
Isagi took a deep breath before he continued.
“I just wanted to say that I’m sorry for my past actions and even invading your personal space... I let my emotions get the better of me. But that’s not an excuse for the way I acted towards you. I completely understand if you don’t want to do anything to me. But for the sake of the team, hopefully we can still be civil towards each other.” Isagi looked at him clear in the eye as he said his apology with a somber look on his face to express the sincerity of his words.
“Ha... What do you know? You still have an ounce of humbleness inside that arrogant bone in you. But I would appreciate it if you extended your apology to Kaiser as well. Considering on how you spout out some disrespectful words and nonsense towards him.” Ness replied.
“Unfortunately, that’s the one thing that I’m not apologizing for.” Isagi replied firmly and before Ness could protest, he continued pressing on. “Kaiser is an obstacle to me and my goal towards soccer. I won’t compromise on that and bow down to him.” He finished with a finality in his voice.
Ness clenched his fists as he smiled tightly at him.
“Very well then. If that’s your choice. Don’t expect me to be mellow to you either just because you went up here and apologize to me. Now, if you’ll excuse me I have a routine to finished today.” Ness replied frostily as he went past him.
“Wouldn’t dream of it.” Isagi mumbled under his breath as he watched him go until his figure disappeared on his line of sight.
Regardless of what’s been said and done in the past, they’d still ended up tangled on each other’s arms.
If Ness wasn’t so goddamn aroused right now, he would’ve yank Isagi away from his legs whose mouth was busy on sucking his cock like a damn lollipop.
Damn it to hell.
How did they even ended up in a situation like this?
All seemed to be a blur to him, but he could faintly remember how they got into a heated match and argument with one another and slammed each other against the walls until they’ve fought into who would get the upper hand this time. And Isagi whose mouth was faster than his brain when he’s hotheaded had challenged and insinuated at him that he bet he got off when Kaiser treated him like a trash to which he impulsively punched him on the face before he comically widened his eyes in shock as reason began to flood his senses.
However, much to his own surprise Isagi wore an incomprehensible look on his face as he only looked at him with that devious grin on his face which sent a scintillating sensation on his nerves. He caressed his cheek which was blooming in a faint crimson hue because of the blow he managed to land him in.
He only uttered those few little words that had riled him up and messed up his entire being once again.
“I bet you can do better, and I can surpass him.”
It was a challenging trap that Ness blindly walked on to prove that Isagi didn’t have any strong hold on him.
That he was a pathetic idiot who was desperate in an attempt to dethrone Kaiser even if getting his own favor against his emperor.
Nevertheless, he might’ve judged too soon because with the rate they’re going, he might give in to the temptation and flood Isagi’s mouth with his own cum because of how the latter sucked the life out of him.
Just how the fuck Isagi was talented in giving a damn blowjob?
Just thinking about onto where the blue-eyed striker learnt how to do that, left an incomprehensible feeling inside of him to which he blatantly ignored of course.
“Yoichi... If you keep doing that... Fuck...!” A light gasp and a faint moan escaped from Ness’ lips as Isagi deepthroat him harder, his gag reflex practically nonexistent in place.
His words had spurred Isagi on and sucked him deeper in return, his tongue snaking along his cock which was throbbing with need and want inside his hot mouth.
Ness couldn’t trust himself to speak without sounding hoarse or even stuttering so he settled for low grunts of pleasure and tried to suppressed a series of moans that threatened to slipped out from his lips if he stopped biting his lower lip.
But he couldn’t stop his body from shaking and thighs from twitching from the male’s tight grasp around it as he finally reached his own peak and splashed his load suddenly into his awaiting mouth to which Isagi enthusiastically caught and lapped at the essence before he let his cock go with a lewd slurp.
Ness could only breathed raggedly in response and looked hazily at him. His heart was beating loudly inside his chest that he might be deafened around the loud sound of it.
Without even realizing it, his hand reached out weakly for his shirt and pulled him closer towards his frame and removed the remaining gap between the two of them by crashing his lips against the other’s wet, red lips.
Isagi seemed taken aback for a moment before he quickly got his bearings and returned it passionately, his mouth molded perfectly against him like a missing piece of a puzzle.
A shiver ran down Ness’ spine as he could taste himself from Isagi’s lips making him drunk in the ecstasy that the other brought him on.
There was nothing that Ness could blame on for this kind of mistake.
Because in the end, he was the one who chased his lips and let himself be caught in the enemy’s trap themselves.
And Ness didn’t know what to do with that disturbing fact.
Even though they already fooled around the other day in the lockers, it seemed that Ness didn’t learn his lesson.
Yet.
Because not once. Not twice. Or even thrice that he had fallen on Isagi’s arms...
...
And unfortunately, on his bed...
But it seemed that he wasn’t really doing anything on stopping anytime soon regardless of the fact that the sane part of his mind was screaming at him of how utterly wrong and disgusting of him to sleep around with Kaiser’s arch enemy in and out of the field with a single goal of dethroning him and being the best striker of their team.
To which of course, Ness reacted with sheer animosity and hatred against Isagi who was threatening Kaiser and his superior role in their team.
But then again, what the hell was he doing now with Isagi tangled around the sheets every now and then?
Was Isagi his paramour? We’re they’re in a tryst currently?
However, Ness couldn’t point it at like that because they don’t even had a relationship towards each other nor with other people themselves.
He couldn’t even define what the nature of their relationship was.
All they know now was they traversed all the invisible lines that separated them personally and professionally.
It was all getting blurred from thereon but right now Ness couldn’t give a damn about it as Isagi’s mouth was busy devouring his own and tangled him in a wild and dirty kiss while his hands were busy exploring and caressing every inch of his body heatedly.
Their kisses showed no mercy.
It was filled with thorns, taunting and vitriolic feelings towards each other.
It was tethering between a like and dislike, amounting to the middle ground of smoky madness and blind captivity of twisted loathing and admiration.
One of his hands had reached around his scalp and tugged on his locks in a sensuous yet tight grip as their tongues tangled in a messy kiss, drool started to trickle down their lips.
Ness’ legs wrapped around Isagi’s waist automatically as Isagi moved towards the bed haphazardly. He finally placed him on the bed without breaking off the kiss.
He couldn’t help but to grind automatically against him to increase the heated friction on their bodies and this earned a low groan from Isagi inside his mouth. One of his hands had reached on the waistband of his boxers before it slipped right inside to squeezed and caressed his plump ass teasingly.
A light moan escaped from Ness’ lips and Isagi took advantage by slipping his tongue fully on the insides of his mouth and licking at the crevices beneath it.
Ness could do nothing but surrender in a moment of weakness and closed his eyes slowly, letting the other devour his mouth completely and let his hand travel sinfully against his skin.
As he continued to caressed Ness’ backside invitingly, one of his fingers grew bolder and finally made its way towards his entrance and prodded on the insides, breaching his velvety walls with a smooth yet seductive precision that had Ness gasping inside his mouth in pleasant surprise and opening his eyes once again.
He broke away from their wild kiss and pulled away to let out a sinful moan that sent Isagi’s arousal through the roof and added another finger in his entrance and scissored his insides.
“F-fuck...” Ness stuttered out as he drooled from the ecstasy of his fingers alone causing him to grind and ride on them.
Isagi watched Ness’ pleasure-ridden face, indigo irises glazing over, flushed cheeks and swollen, red lips which was thoroughly devoured by him earlier.
It made him lick his lips hungrily as he gazed at him with a predatory look on his face.
“Fuck. You’re so beautiful like this Ness...” He murmured absently.
Ness glared weakly at him. “S-shut up...”
It made Isagi chuckle softly under his breath. “Cute.” He mumbled under his breath before he pulled his fingers away.
This caused Ness to whine needily at the loss of his fingers inside of him but only for a brief period.
Isagi made him wrapped his legs securely on his hips before he gripped his waist and finally gave a one, quick thrust and finally breached his quivering walls and stretched him to the limit with the girth of his aching cock.
The hot friction of their bodies caused them to moan out in unison, the electrifying sensation running through their veins.
They both froze for a moment, neither of them moving as they breathed raggedly.
“Why aren’t you moving?” Ness asked breathlessly.
“Well, I wanted you to adjust to our current—.”
“I’m not made of glass you idiot. Just move already.” Ness replied in half petulance and half neediness.
Isagi curled his lips upwards. “If that’s what you want. Don’t come blaming me later for feeling sore later.” He replied lowly before he pulled away and slammed back right into him which Ness moaned out lecherously in response.
“Ngh... Ah... Fuck... Yoichi...” He gasped lightly as Isagi’s thrusts increased in tempo and began railing him recklessly on the mattress, his cock hitting all the right places inside of him.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! There! Hit there harder! Why’re getting bigger inside of me?” Ness babbled out incoherently as tears and drools of pleasure began cascading down his face.
Isagi continued to piston his insides mercilessly on the mattress, leaning down to lick away the salty tears on his cheeks before his mouth finally settled on his lips and kissed him languorously.
“Maybe you’re to blame on this Alexis hmm? With a face like that who’s eager to take my cock like a good slut, it’s bound to happen eventually.” He mumbled hotly against his lips and Ness could only mewl helplessly against his mouth as his cock reached deeper and harder inside of him until it reached and hit his sweet spot which made him saw stars in an instant.
“Ngh... Y-yoichi....! I-I'm c-close...!” A muffled moan slipped past his lips before his body quivered like a leaf beneath him and suddenly reached his peak, splashing his cum all over their chests.
Meanwhile, Isagi continued to chase his own release and plowed him vigorously on the bed which earned a weak moan from the other as his body grew oversensitive from the onslaught of pleasurable sensation hitting right through him.
Isagi pulled away from their kiss to let out a low groan as he finally reached his climax and painted his insides with the hot, thick ropes of his cum and filled up to his brim instantaneously.
Ness was falling in a state of haziness and soporific asunder until he finally succumbed to sleep, passing right out after their intense session that night.
It was still an ungodly hour of the night when Ness woke up. He needed to get away from Isagi’s bedroom soon before someone gets them caught. He wasn’t in the mood to explain everything to some nameless teammate about their current compromising situation.
But Isagi’s arms wrapped around his waist and pulled him closer until he whispered something against his ear that sent a shiver down his spine.
“Stay the night?” He asked huskily and Ness refused to acknowledge that he found his bedroom voice utterly sexy and seductive.
“We both know that I can’t.” He whispered back throatily, his resolve growing weaker damn it to hell.
“Well, before you leave, you might wanna take care of that.” One of Isagi’s fingers brushed along the tip of his cock which was now hard as a rock.
Fuck.
“I can take care of this myself.” Ness replied faintly.
“It’s more efficient if we do this way Alexis.” Isagi licked at the shell of his ear seductively before he hoisted him up on his arms and placed him on his lap.
“What the hell—.”
“Now c’mon. I know you wanna do this and relieve yourself. I don’t mind you riding me anyway.” Isagi gave him a wolfish grin and a playful wink which skyrocketed Ness’ nerves but couldn’t refute his words.
Biting his lip in a moment of deliberation, he finally made a choice.
A choice to let his dumb emotions get in the way again and let Isagi have his way with him again despite telling himself that it would be the last time.
He situated himself on his lap before he took his cock and guided along his entrance. A sigh and a moan slipped past his lips as his cock eased inside easily his walls which was still hot and slick from the copious amount of cum inside of it earlier.
Ness moved slowly, gyrating his hips in front of him as he tried to find a rhythm. Isagi watched in rapt silence as he let the other moved on top of him, his azure eyes darkened and swirled with desire and lust as the other’s walls hugged his invitingly, getting addicted to the delicious sensation of his body moving against his.
Isagi swallowed thickly and resisted the urge to pin him down on the mattress and devour him in avid ferocity and hunger.
When Ness eventually found his rhythm, his movements increased in staccato, grinding and thrusting himself up and down towards Isagi’s cock in eagerness. Isagi licked his lips slowly as his hands made their way to his hips and assisted him on his movements. He tried to match his speed and movement by grinding harder in return which earned a lecherous moan from the male.
It sounded musical to his ears.
Ness couldn’t even stop himself nor hold back as his body had developed a mind of its own and rode him like a horse in a race, jumping in and out of his cock like a spinning top. The lewd slapped of their skins and harsh breathings and grunts of pleasure resonated across the four walls of the room.
Isagi was inwardly thankful for possessing a pair of robust legs and thighs because his muscles would’ve given up a long time ago due to the strong impact of Ness’ lithe yet meaty thighs slapping against his own.
“Yoichi... Fuck... S-so good...” Ness stammered out as his hands braced themselves along his shoulders, the bed creaking beneath them against their wild movements.
“God fucking dammit Alexis... If you could see your face right now... Like you’re made to take my cock like this.” Isagi chuckled throatily before it was interrupted by a series of moans as Ness continued to impale himself wildly on his aching cock.
“S-shut the fuck up you clown...! Ngh... God...” Ness tried to glower at him which was weakened by how misty his eyes been with ecstasy and pleasure.
“Then make me.” Isagi’s eyes gleamed challengingly which Ness took on gladly and leaned down to capture his lips in an open-mouthed kiss.
One of Isagi’s hands landed on his nape and brought him closer, licking through the roof of his mouth as he returned his kiss hungrily, rutting his hips along with him and meeting his fervent thrusts with his own grinding until he felt Ness shook on top of him and pulled away and broke of their kiss.
“Fuck Yoichi... C’mon...” He whined softly.
“What do you want me to do hmm?”
“I c-can't... I’m close... Just t-take me...” Ness whimpered needily.
“If that’s what you want then I’m glad to do so.” He murmured before he suddenly hoisted Ness away from his lap and flipped their position instantly on the bed, with him now on top of him and Ness pinned beneath him on the mattress.
Before Ness could even protest at the loss of his cock inside of him, Isagi suddenly slammed inside of him ferociously which earned a salacious moan and lecherous mewl from him.
“Ah! Ah! Ah! Fuck! Yoichi! So good! Don’t fucking stop!” Ness mewled like a bitch in heat beneath him as he let Isagi railed him mercilessly on the bed.
“Fuck! You’re still fucking tight! Shit! Feels good around me!” Isagi groaned out in pleasure and lust as he couldn’t slow down nor hold back as his body moved on autopilot and continued to plow him wildly on the mattress.
As Ness’ voice started to grow louder, Isagi immediately leaned down and claimed his lips hungrily, swallowing all of his moans and mewls in a deep yet fervent kiss.
Ness returned his kiss deeply, his mouth slotting perfectly against his own as his legs wrapped tightly along his hips to bury him deeper inside of him.
“Fuck... I’m close too...” He mumbled hotly against his lips.
“Do it inside.” Ness murmured as he arched his back and met his avid thrusts ardently.
“You sure? I can just pu—.”
“I’m not saying it twice you clown. Inside or too scared to do it the second time hmm?” Ness pulled away from their kiss and smiled tauntingly at him.
Isagi growled lowly at him. “Then take all of it like the good whore you are.” He replied darkly as his body reached its limit and climax, splashing all his load like a damn waterfall on his hot and aching walls.
Ness moaned out softly as he was filled up to his brim instantaneously, reaching his own peak and painting their chests with thick, ropes of his cum.
Isagi continued to thrust into him with vigor, pumping his seed deeply into him.
“Ah... Ah... Ah... Yoichi...” He mewled helplessly as he trembled like a leaf beneath him, tears of pleasure began raining down on his face.
Isagi leaned down and licked the salty tears away before he kissed him tenderly on his lips and Ness could only moan softly into the kiss and returned it weakly.
His consciousness was slowly slipping away, and he let the slumber take him away into a deep sleep, failing to hear and recognize Isagi’s last words to him that night.
A loud whistle from their coach halted their movements on the field.
“A fifteen-minute break everyone.” Noa announced simply before he turned around and left the field for a moment.
Ness took a deep breath before he went to his bench and picked up his water bottle and pulled out the cap off and started to drink from it.
He tried so hard not to limp as he walked and moved around during their practice. Ness believed that he got his body perfectly under control even though his hips were aching, and legs felt like jelly from overexertion last night. Fuck Isagi and him being damn rough on him again.
He would make sure to let the other known to not overdo it once they have the time to hook up again in the future.
Ness paused and his mind grinded into a screeching halt.
Did he hear himself right? Was he actually considering another time into fooling around with Isagi under the sheets again?
God, how pathetic he can be, and he can’t even control hims—.
“Ness.” A familiar yet stone cold voice cut off his derailing thoughts and brought him back to the present.
Ness glanced around at the source of the voice to find that Kaiser was standing in front of him with that indifferent look on his face.
“Yes? What is it Kaiser?” Ness asked casually but something in his eyes made him feel uneasy and distraught as if his piercing gaze alone could bored right through his soul and read his innermost thoughts and feelings even though he found it to be utterly ridiculous and irrational.
“You’re distracted and you weren’t playing to the best ability at the practice today.” He pointed out bluntly.
“What do you mean?” He asked laughingly, trying to play it cool and hide his nervousness.
“For starters, you and Yoichi were late earlier at the practice. You missed twice in passing the ball to me which doesn’t usually happen to you as you can perform a perfect pass to me wherever I’m positioned at. So, did something happen? Or more specifically did something happened between you and Yoichi?” He asked sharply.
Damn it to hell. Sometimes Kaiser’s observational skills can be an advantage and a disadvantage as it extended outside the field, and he can easily observe and notice some changes in a person’s habits or mannerisms no matter how minor it can be.
Ness blinked at him a few times. “What makes you think that this has something to do with Yoichi? It’s just incidental that we’re both late at the practice earlier. I’d never waste my precious time with that clown. I just got late because I tried to finish reading a book last night and slept in late. Forgive me Kaiser if I’m not in my peak performance today, I’ll ensure to compensate for my mistakes for today later at the practice.” He tried to explain and apologize while looking at him directly, resisting the urge to look away as it would give way that he’d just lie straight into his face about Yoichi and the reason why he was late earlier.
Kaiser looked at him critically in his eyes before he scoffed lightly. “Make sure you do that. I don’t want you to be render useless in our upcoming match considering that you’re the heart of our team.” Kaiser turned around and went back to the field, not waiting for his reaction or response to his words.
A bittersweet smile inched across his lips as he watched Kaiser walked away with his back turned.
Right.
What did he expect from him anyway?
An emperor like him does not pay attention to any other miniscule thing except for his own well-being and how it would affect him in the long run.
And he would gladly do everything to make himself useful and support Kaiser’s hopes and dreams in the field of soccer.
But why there was lingering sense of vacillation within himself every time his thoughts would drift on that idea alone?
Instead, it was Isagi’s gleaming eyes and challenging smirk would appear in his head and his fevered touches and deep kisses would continued to haunt him in his sleepless nights.
He was in deep shit this time.
There were no stars in the sky tonight.
Of course, it’s a baseless and ridiculous notion that Ness could think of since they’re in a dome with no windows or glassy roofs in sight.
The facility of Blue Lock was equivalent to a concentration camp sometimes with the smell of antiseptic silver of alcohol which reminded him of a white hallway in a hospital.
If his parents were here and they’d heard him about it, they would simply dismiss it with a factual explanation of light pollution from human-made sources of light which brightened up the sky and made it difficult to see the stars.
They wouldn’t entertain any vague ideas that don’t hold any empirical evidence of some sort.
That's why Alexis had been a foreign specimen to them. An unknown data that they couldn’t comprehend in their lineage. In a family of scientists who always based their thoughts and conclusions on scientific data, he stood out to the rest of them like sore gum.
Ness knew within himself that he was the black sheep of his family. He had always believed in the possibility of the seemingly impossible things like magic and creativity.
Nevertheless...
...
Sometimes in the deep recesses of his own mind, he kept on thinking if this was real and if it was, why the fuck was he even doing it in the first place?
Why the hell he kept sleeping with Isagi repeatedly even though he was the mortal enemy of his own emperor?
He was no scientist by any means.
But any faceless person could chance a glance at him and his situation and would deemed that he was good at making terrible mistakes and irrational decisions based on the waves of his emotion and unreliable heart.
He’d chance a glance at Isagi’s frame from a distance and he’d see him chatting animatedly with his fellow peers in Blue Lock or even wore his usual scowl and annoyance whenever Kaiser would get a chance to deride and mock his skills in the field.
It’s as if their brief dalliance with one another didn’t happen in those feverish nights inside the facility that’s filled with oppressive environment and high-stake competitiveness with the other players.
The only moment that it’d finally register that the fate would deem for him it to be real was whenever he’d realize that Isagi would stole surreptitious glances at him, a ghost of a smirk lingering around his lips, and fingers subtly brushing along his in the guise of a casual physical comradery between the two of them in the pitch.
He thought that they were simply traversing in the garden of illusions where the others ceased to exist, and they were caught in a spellbinding trap of haziness with one another.
It was one of those nights once again that they were cocooned in each other’s arms with his frame pinned by Isagi under the mattress and showering his neck with languorous kisses and slight nibbling on his skin.
They’re just finished in their second round of sex but with the way things were going between the two of them, it seemed that a third round was not a farfetched idea after all.
It sent a thrilling sensation inside of him much to Ness’ chagrin.
“Don’t push your luck and leave any marks you idiot.” Ness grumbled hoarsely as he prevented Isagi’s teeth from sinking down on the sensitive expanse of his skin around his neck.
“Stop having grandeur of delusions Alexis. As if I wanted to claim you.” Isagi quipped idly as he trailed lazy kisses down his chest and started sucking on one of his nipples which was still flush and tender from being paid attention a few moments ago.
“Fuck you Yoichi. Don’t be too ahead of yourself. As if I’d want your pathetic ass to claim me.” He tried to sound derisive, but it came out as a light gasp as he felt his hot tongue giving out kitten licks on his sensitive nubs before he sucked it eagerly.
Isagi only hummed in response, seemingly distracted with his eager mouth doing sinful things around his body.
A light gasp escaped from Ness’ lips as Isagi’s fingers started to tease his rim briefly before they breached his entrance once again, his walls were still hot and slick from the cum jostling in and out of him.
“Fuck...” Ness breathed out raggedly as he couldn’t stop his hips from moving and riding the other’s fingers which were expertly maneuvering his insides like a soft sponge and milking his velvety walls in apt precision and dexterity.
“Wanna go again?” Isagi mouthed along his skin before he looked up at him with a devious yet charming smile on his face that sent Ness’ heart stuttering wildly inside his chest.
“Okay... Just don’t overdo it or we’ll be late for practice tomorrow again...” Ness replied faintly as a needy whine slipped past his lips when Isagi pulled out his fingers and situated himself on top of him.
“Of course. I don’t wanna be accuse of giving a bad influence to the heart of the team who got an impeccable record in attendance.” Isagi laughed huskily as he gave his cock a few more strokes before he slammed back into him with vigor and enthusiasm.
“Fuck you...!” Ness cursed at him before a series of moans erupted from his lips as he felt the wide girth of his cock breaching his quivering walls once again.
“That’s what I’m already doing... Shit... Still fucking tight... How are you still this tight when we’ve done this several times already...?” Isagi ground his teeth as he held his hips tightly and piston his insides in wild abandon, the bed creaking against their wild movements.
Ness could only mewl and moan sinfully as Isagi repeatedly abused his sweet spot, his eyes rolling back in the tumultuous pleasure and ecstasy that Isagi was giving him.
He barely registered Isagi leaning down and sealing his lips in a deep kiss to swallow all the pleasurable noises that he was making beneath him. Ness returned his kiss hungrily and let his tongue plunder the insides of his mouth wildly.
A few more thrusts and Isagi finally reached his peak and emptied himself into him, his insides milking on his cock as the splashes of his cum painted his walls in hot, silvery hues of his cum. He followed soon right after, the orgasm hitting him like a freight train as he splashed his load across their chests suddenly.
He moaned weakly inside his mouth as they both rode their highs together until it subsided.
Isagi pulled away from their kiss and fell on top of him unceremoniously, breathing raggedly against his neck.
Ness loosened his grip on him, but he kept his legs wrapped around his hips unconsciously to enjoy the remaining sizzling sensation traipsing inside of him whenever their bodies slot against each other sensuously.
“Stay the night?” Isagi asked throatily as he licked at the shell of his ear lazily.
The correct answer should be no.
There's no other right answer besides it.
But maybe his family was right.
He really was the moron on their family as he let his mouth run faster than his head.
That's why he can never be a scientist like them because he let the whims of his unreliable heart win in the end when the right thing to do was listen to the reasonable part of his head.
“Yeah, I will.”
He could feel Isagi smiling against his skin but chose to ignore it as the deep slumber took away his consciousness and fell into a dreamless sleep right into his arms.
A few days later...
The black gloves fit seamlessly inside his hands as he finally put them on.
Today was their anticipated match against the PxG and Ness’ nerves thrummed inside his veins in half excitement and half anxiousness.
Now’s not the time to feel any other negative emotion that could affect his performance later on in the match.
He just needed to focus on his goal and—
“Ness. You ready?” Kaiser’s cool voice interrupted his thoughts, and he faced him with a confident smile on his face. He just inwardly hoped that he couldn’t see the slight nervousness surging inside of him.
“Of course, I am Kaiser. As ready as I’ll ever be!” He closed the door of his locker with an audible click of the lock.
Kaiser was about to speak when his gaze caught Isagi’s figure at the corner who’s done tying his shoelaces and stood up.
“So, Yoichi are you ready to be the clown for today’s match?” He asked mockingly.
Isagi stared at Kaiser with a look of contempt in his eyes. “You’re the one who should be ready to be dethroned you naked emperor.” He scoffed.
Ness’ brow twitched as he glared sharply at Isagi. “Watch your words you loser.” He warned.
Isagi glanced at Ness briefly before he offered him a deriding grin and a weighted gaze that caught his breath and heart somersaulting inside his chest. “You’re the one who should watch yourself if I were you.”
“Why you—.”
A tap on his shoulder halted Ness’ next words and looked at Kaiser silently.
“Ness. I believe you should get in line now out there before Noa came looking for us. I’ll follow soon right after.”
Ness looked conflicted for a moment before he sighed in defeat and nodded, leaving him and Isagi in the locker room.
As soon as Ness left, Kaiser narrowed his eyes at Isagi. “This is between you and me. Consider this as a mild warning to not let my midfielder into your mind games and tricks.” He said coldly.
Isagi arched a brow before he wore an innocent smile on his lips as he approached him and whispered something right into his ear that made Kaiser taken aback for a moment before he clenched his fists to the side.
“You really should take care of your midfielder or else you’re going to lose him once he found the true source of magic that can make his ideas a true reality on the pitch.”
(A/N: This was born out of that panel in chapter 239 where Ness looked starstruck at Isagi after the match while still harboring a hatred for him lol. So, this is my special holiday gift to the Isaness shippers out there who keep on growng and sailing. Hover that mouse to the dialog box and leave me a review for my amusement.)
