kiramaru7 | Cross-posted from hentai contest

Title: Hojo the Jock
Fandom: Inuyasha, Fruits Basket
Author: Anonymous Me, aka kira ;p
Chars/Pairs: Hojo/Momiji
Genres: Crack!romance
Warnings: none
Word Count: 666
Summary: Hojo earns a spot on his the wrestling team until his first match with a transfer student.

Hojo stared at the bulletin board outside the gymnasium. He couldn’t believe it! He had actually made the wrestling team! If that doesn’t win Kagome’s heart, then nothing short of getting arrested for shoplifting would, the teen thought smugly. He was now a jock and well… girls just loved jocks more than they did brainy nice guys. It was a known fact and if there was one thing Hojo knew like the back of his hand, it was known facts.

So the teen spent the remainder of the school day, taking down notes, giving the correct answer when called on, and thinking about how Kagome will react when he tells her the good news. The poor thing needed some cheering up, what with her hemorrhoids acting up again. That got him wondering if he should stop at his dad’s pharmacy and pick up some more preparation H. Her grandfather had told him numerous times that was the only thing that gave her any relief. What Hojo had not counted on, was his first practice being this afternoon.

After school, Hojo donned his wrestling outfit, a tight, form-fitting leotard over his trusty athletic supporter and a pair of soft-soled lace-up boots. A padded “helmet” completed his outfit and Hojo felt all he needed was a cape and he could be one of his favorite comic book heroes. If only Kagome was here to watch and cheer me on!

Thoughts of Kagome dancing in his head, Hojo walked out onto the mat. He greeted his opponent, a cute blond, who had transferred from another school because of the work being done to the building. Hojo was rather surprised to see that the blond, whose name was Sohma Momiji, was in fact a boy, since he had been wearing a girl’s uniform. When the coach gave the signal to begin, they grappled with each other. Things were going good, and Hojo had the upper hand, until Momiji grabbed his upper thigh, his fingers grazing Hojo’s crotch. In his head, it was Kagome’s fingers touching him so intimately. When his opponent grabbed his ass, he also pretended it was Kagome goosing him. Hojo was so wrapped up in his fantasies that he was on his back and pinned to the mat before he could say, “Kagome’s panties!” To make matters worse, he was sporting quite the boner, but that wasn’t as bad as being pinned to the mat with the guy’s cute face just inches from his own. Hojo, if he was so inclined, could have easily kissed the guy, that’s how close he was!

And that’s exactly what that Sohma kid did! He kissed the startled Hojo passionately on the lips, repeating their wrestling match with their tongues! To make matter worse, Hojo found he was not only enjoying it, but all thoughts of Kagome flew out of his head at the speed of light! He and Momiji sucked face until the coach threatened to suspend then, settling for sending them both to the locker room for a cold shower.

Bingo!! Hojo thought and apparently Momiji was thinking the same thing. He grabbed Hojo by the hand and practically dragged him into the locker room where they ripped each other’s clothes off. Pushing Hojo into the lockers, Momiji covered him in searing kisses, blazing a passionate trail down his chest and stomach. When Momiji reached Hojo’s hot, thick length, he practically swallowed it, sucking until the teen’s eyes rolled back in his head and his knees went weak. Never in his wildest fantasy did Kagome even do anything remotely like this! Hojo thought he died and went to heaven as he came, screaming, “KAGOME SUCKS!!!” The “not as well as you do!” got lost in a moan when the teen collapsed from the pleasure.

That was the end of Hojo’s illustrious stint as a jock, because every time he saw his athletic supporter, the poor teen turned into a quivering pile of pure pleasure because Momiji was that GOOD!!!