Sendo Rukawa Fanfiction

Sendowaki took the towel and rubbed Ryukawa at Sushi's wet hair, the dark and soft hairs were

inadvertently interspersed between Sendowaki's fingers, and every time they tickled his heartstrings,

they were tugged on a little bit. Ryukawa Akechi, who had fallen *********** of this.

Exhausted after the match, he took off all his defenses and pressed his entire body weight on

Sendo Akira's body, and even though not long ago they were still rivals, the smell of competition