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homo-rashi · 2 years

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Tsukishima X Yamaguchi omo fic

prompt: Walking home from school

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Tsuki was having the worst day possible. He woke up with a stuffy nose, no doubt from falling asleep with his fan on once again because it was the start of summer and his room was unbarbly hot. To make matters worse, his mum had accidentally flushed the cap of her hair spray down the toilet while getting ready for work, in turn, clogging the entire plumbing system in their house.

He couldn't piss or brush his teeth because even the sinks were not draining. That being said, He rushes out of the house rather desperate to take his morning piss, just hoping to get to school as fast as possible.

But of course, that couldn't happen because when he got to the station, the train was delayed from a tree being blown over on the tracks a few miles up the road. It was rather windy last night, he recalls hearing the shutters on his bedroom window banging quite loudly, probably why he feels less rested then he should be. Looking at the time, he either waits at the station for god knows how long and misses morning practice and is late for class or he walks.

He makes the decision, a few miles walk to school isn't the worst, he has been meaning to get his stamina up for games now that he is constantly being compared to that freak, Hinata who seems to never run out of energy. But Of course, his pace is slow because of the constant nagging of his bladder.

He almost forgot in the commotion of the station that he hasn't peed in well over twelve hours, considering he was asleep for eight and the last time he went was right after dinner. Now that he knows it's been that long he grows concerned. ‘That can't be healthy? Right?’ he thinks to himself as he catches his free hand wandering to grab himself. But he refrains, realizing he is walking on a residential street, while there are no people around, anyone could be looking out their window at him.

He hit the cross streets he mentally marked in his head as the halfway point of his walk, not very happy with how long it took him. His need has grown substantially, his brisk pace slowed to a slight hobble as every step against the hard pavement sends jolts straight to his bladder. Threatening the liquid that's right at the tip of his dick to drip out.

A loud crackling of thunder stops him in his tracks. He was so focused on making it to school, he didn't even realize the sky around him was turning darker and darker. He feels the air get the pre-rain moist feeling and decides he has to pick up the pace, looking around, seeing only closed blinds and curtains drawn he shoves one hand into the pocket of his uniform pants and grabs ahold of his dick, pretending he doesn't feel the wetness on his fingers, he was unaware he was leaking so bad.

He starts to walk as fast as he can. Turning down street after street just trying to beat the storm. His hand is holding himself for dear life as he comes to a train crossing, the flashing lights blink him back into reality as he paces in place, hoping the train goes by faster. Walking was actually making him able to hold it more and now he is not so subtly stepping from foot to foot, trying to keep everything inside. ‘Its okay, you can make it.’ he whispers to himself, realizing, for a second, he had doubts. Doubts he would indeed make it to school without having an accident. He isn't a kid anymore, he should be able to hold his piss for an hour's walk to school.

The world has other plans for him, when he feels the first heavy drop of rain slash onto his shoulder. He looked up, his vision getting blurred by splashes of water hitting his glasses. The slow trickle of rain turns into a harsh downpour in seconds. The train finally passes, and his walkway is available again. Without an umbrella because, of course, he didn't bring his umbrella today either he starts walking in the direction of school, thigh tightly pressed together as he walks, ‘ten more minutes’ he tells himself over and over in his head.

He feels a shot of warmth wet his palm through the fabric of his pocket mixing with the cold wetness of the rain that has taken over his body. He manages to stop the hard stream of piss that escaped him for a moment, but not without crouching down, into a squat. Using both his hands and the feel of his foot to keep it all in. He can't see anything through his glasses, not able to remove a hand from his crotch to wipe away the rain drops coating them.

He can't take his hand away. He can't move. It's all become too much. His body is cold from the rain despite the hot summer sun, his nose is stuffy and he can't see, he is tired from walking and from not getting a good night sleep, not to mention he is soaking wet. Looking around, he is alone. Nobody else is walking in this weather, it's far less residential now, just a park to his left and the back of a bookstore to his left. He pretends he has an option as he tries to think of what to do, as if he can move, but his body makes up his mind for him.

He feels it before he quickly yanks his hands away, the feeling of hot liquid pooling in the ass of his pants, then dripping down onto the wet pavement below him. The loudness of the hiss between his legs mixes with the downpour of the store. He spreads his legs a bit in his squatted position, to not piss on his shoes and gives in. letting everything flow out of him onto the ground. He hands his head back in relief, feeling good for the first time all morning. The piss just keeps falling out of him, as if he has no muscle left. The rain washed everything away immediately as it left him. He laughs at himself as he presses harder, wanting to hurry this embarrassing event along. He finally feels the freeing sense of emptiness as he feels his pants stop being warm.

Able to stand up now he does so, looking around to be sure he is still alone, and he is. He looks down at his bottom half and it's completely undetectable to tell what pee and what's rain, unless of course one was to smell his pants. Feeling slightly embarrassed he wonders if he should turn around and go home, but he realizes his plumbing is still broken at home, so it's not like he would be able to shower there anyways. He decides to still go to school. He arrives and takes use of the locker room showers. Thankfully he has his volleyball tracksuit with him so he technically isn't breaking the uniform rule when he has to wear it all day. He simply tells everyone he got rained on on the walk to school and nobody bats an eye. He does substantially better in practice than he has in a long time. His stuffy nose cleared up sometime after lunch, A lunch period he spent napping in the library. After practice he grabs his sodden uniform from his locker and shoves it in his bag, noting he has to wash it when he gets home. He checks the news on his phone as he waits outside the gym, the train station is still backed up from the tree incident, the store that is still happening must have obstructed the clean up so he decides to walk home.

Yamaguchi walks up behind him and taps him on the shoulder. He explains why he didn't commute to school with him this morning, how he got stuck on the train for an hour and had to get off and jog to his first class. Tsuki didn't even realize his friend's absence in his morning predicament, but he just nodded and kept walking. The two walk in silence, Yamaguchi attempting to share his umbrella with Tsuki but it isn't helping much, the blonde is still quite wet from the rain. Tsuki notices a familiar twinge in his bladder. He chooses to ignore it for the time being, but cant help but feel a little nervous when he remembers this morning. He didn't go before leaving the gym, and he did drink many bottles of water during practice because he was doing so well today for some reason. In hindsight, he should have gone, the plumbers are probably still at his house.

“Are you okay?” Yamaguchi. Tsuki, deep in his train of thought, didn't even realize he had slowed down his pace.

“Sorry, I just-I have to pee.” Tsuki admits his need, it's Yamaguchi after all. The two of them have shared everything with each other since middle school. The two have seen each other with wet pants and red eyes many times before. Hell, Yamaguchi even puked on him one time at the fair.

“Oh, I actually do as well, I kinda forgot to go after practice.” Yamaguchi admits. Tsuki notices his slight fidgeting as he stands still and starts walking again. The two walk in silence for a while. Tsuki tried to drown out the sound of the rain as it made his need worse.

“I won't stay, because you're probably busy, but can I actually go inside and use your toilet when we get to your house? I'm sorry, it's just, I don't know if I can wait till I get to my house.” Yamaguchi breaks the silence, Tsuki looks over at his green haired friend who is not so subtle gripping himself in his pocket. Tsuki cringes at what he looked like earlier.

“Our plumbing is broken. Mom had a mishap this morning.” Tsuki feels bad, but it's not like he isn't in the same boat.

“Oh. that's not good. What are we gonna do?” Yamaguchi stops walking and looks around. Tsuki does too. This whole time he wasn't worried about the plumbing at home. Once he realized how wet he was from the rain again, he was just gonna squat down and pee like he did this morning. He already has to do laundry anyways, But with Yamaguchi in the same predicament, he can't suggest that, can he?

“Um? I was just gonna wait for the plumber to finish.” Tsuki lies. But he feels bad the instant he does. He doesn't lie to Yamaguchi.

“Yeah, I don't think that will work for me.” Yamaguchi laughs but Tsuki can see him swallow hard, his eyes darting around the congested residential area they are in.

“Let's just keep walking.” Tsuki says. His needs are bad. Not as bad as Yamaguchi’s it seems but standing there getting more wet not being able to hold himself is making it worse. Tuski keeps an eye on Yamaguchi, his hand has moved from inside his pocket to outside, holding himself for what looks like dear life. Long abandoning the umbrella. Tsuki realizes his comfort level for the rest of their walk would be greatly improved if he did the same. He places a hand on his crotch and looks over at Yamaguchi who gives him a sympathetic look.

“Tsukiiiii!” Yamaguchi stops in his tracks and dances around his legs crossing tightly, “I really have to go…I think i’m gonna have to go behind one of these walls and…” Tsuki can see the blush creep onto his friends face. He knows he isn't one to break the law and expose himself in public like this. It must be urgent for him to admit to that.

“Yama-wait- um I- You don’t wanna get in trouble.” Tsuki grabs his arm and pulls him over to a brick wall next to the street.

“Tsuki, it's either that or…” Yamaguchi hips and jerks in all directions, Tsuki still has a hand in between his legs. He realizes this is ridiculous. They both are soaked. He is just being shy for no reason. “Nobody is around to see! Really, I mean, I don't want to do it obviously, but it's an emergency and it hurts and-

“I'm gonna pee.” Tsuki says nonchalantly, cutting his rambling friends off because he is right, It hurts. Yamaguchi's eyes light up.

“Okay! Let's go find a hidden spot! I think if we just go this way-” Yamaguchi goes to grab Tsuki's arm but the blonde is already squatting down.

“Tsuki? Are you okay?! Let's go over here, just a little more!” Yamaguchi is stepping from foot to foot looking confused at Tsuki, when he sees it. The shudder of liquid cascading from his friend's butt onto the pavement below his crouched down body.

Tsuki looks up at his friend as his relief washes over him. He can't believe he is doing this again, but it feels so good and way less embarrassing than this morning, mostly because he did it of his own volition.

“Tsuki!” Yamaguchi crouches down next to his friend and places a comforting hand on his shoulder. “It's okay, accidents happen! Lets just, ah-” Yamaguchi stops and shoves a hand between his legs.

“Not an accident, I just needed to go, So I did. I was already wet and I have to wash my gym clothes anyways.” Tsuki says it's weird to talk while actively peeing, feeling your clothes warm as piss runs through them. “Plus it's not exactly illegal to pee your pants in public, so…” He cringes slightly at the admission that this is pissing his pants and not just going to the bathroom like it feels like it is.

“You-You seem like you have done this before…” Yamaguchi says Tsuki blushes at that but his embarrassment is short-lived when he sees his friend's hands quickly jerk away from his crotch.

Yamaguchi is peeing himself. A high-schooler. He is crouched down pissing in his school uniform next to his best friend who is also peeing his pants. The relief that washes over him he is sure is visible on his face but doesn't do anything to stop the flow. “Oh my god!” Yamaguchi says letting his face fall into his hands and piss drips from him. Tsuki has stopped crouching beside him and is standing up, wiping his glasses off on the inside of his jacket. When he feels empty enough to walk the rest of the way home, he cuts off his flow and stands up.

“That was, I can't believe I just did that!” Yamaguchi looks around to see if anyone saw what he and his friend just did.

“It's fine. You don't even look any different than you did a few minutes ago.” Tsuki says so calmly. “You have done this before, haven't you, oh my god Tsuki!” Yamaguchi realizes as they begin to walk, the blonde not even phased.

“This morning I kind of…” Tsuki mumbles under his breath. “It was an accident! I swear! Was like, what were we gonna do…It couldn't have been helped.” Tsuki suddenly realizes what he just did openly and how his friend reacted.

“I-I’m not judging you! I'm just surprised is all!” Yamaguchi grabs Tsuki’s arm and interlocks it with his. Tsuki feels better, they both walk to his house. To see the plumber van is parked outside.

“I'm actually not busy, wanna come in and play video games until the storm dies down?” Tsuki says, walking up to his front door. “I can wash your clothes with my uniform from this morning.”

“Yeah, but um, I kinda…” Yamaguchi looks both directions down Tsuki’s street before quickly crouching down in his front yard. “I didn't let it all out earlier…” He blushed as he released the rest of his pee into his already wet pants. Not wanting to hold it while the plumber fixed Tsuki’s toilet.

“Yama-hahaha” Tsuki laughs and his friend stands up and walks into his house like nothing ever happened, like he didn't just pee his pants next to his mom’s rose bushes.

“This stays between us.” Yamaguchi says as he walks past Tsuki,

“Obviously, now let's get out of these clothes.” Tsuki clothes the door behind them.

(posting some fics i’ve written and posted on Ao3 for everyone on tumblr to enjoy)

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homo-rashi · 11 months

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During a Picnic (Yuri on Ice)

Day 4 of #OmoSummer2023

(THIS FIC CONTAINS PISS. DON’T LIKE DON’T READ)

There's no better way than to spend a spring day in Japan then a hanami or flower viewing party. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom in Hatsetsu and Vitkor has been staying with Yuuri at the onsen hotel for a few months in preparation for their wedding in the summer. The skating duo is inviting all their close friends and family for a Honeymoon/ Wedding/Tropical getaway to Okinawa, to not only celebrate their nuptials but to officially have one last hurrah before Viktor retires from skating and to kick off Yuuri’s last season as a skater before becoming a coach himself.

Today however, It's still spring, the wedding preparations are being handled by Minako-san, Leaving Viktor and Yuuri to enjoy their time together during the off season, basking in their last few months as boyfriends and not husbands.

The day has brought them to Dobutsu Koen, a park that welcomes pets of all kinds, usually a dog but the rare cat and bunny on a leash isn't an uncommon spot. The cherry blossoms in this park have always been Yuuri’s favorite. Growing up he would always spend hours reading and relaxing when he wasn't on the ice under these trees. So he knew he had to bring Viktor here while he was in Japan.

Yuuri has had a lot of things that Viktor absolutely had to do while in Japan, and he seems to be trying to cram them all into one day for some reason unbeknownst to Viktor. The morning started off adorable, With Yuuri beginning him a huge, traditional japanese breakfast in bed. They both sat and fed each other, basking in the morning sunlight. After, they showered together and had a morning soak in the hot springs. Immediately after drying off, Yuuri pretty much dressed Viktor and had him out the door onto their first venture of the day, A tea house just outside the city.

On the bus to said tea house is when Viktor first noticed the major flaw in Yuuri being by his side since waking up, He didn't get a chance to take his morning pee. Even while brushing his teeth, the activity he usually does before relieving himself, Yuuri was right by his side. The whole ride there, he was eager to get to the tea house and use their restroom, so he could stop worrying about the low nagging in his lower half and enjoy the seemingly jam packed day with his fiance.

“Viktor! You have to try their hibiscus matcha latte! It was my own concoction I used to get as a kid and when I started skating professionally they made it an official menu item!” Yuuri hurriedly pulled Viktor into the store, not giving him a chance to excuse himself. He gave into Yuuri’s grasp deciding he can wait till after they order and get their drinks.

They order their drinks, Viktor is taken away by how delicious Yuuri’s custom drink is and mindlessly sips at it over the half hour while they sit and talk about Yuuri’s childhood. By the time Yuuri is ready to head to their next destination, Viktor had finished the entire latte. He did manage to excuse himself from Yuuri to find the bathroom when the owner of the shop asked for a picture with him to print out and stick on the menu next to the drinks.

Viktor turned the corner where the restroom was located and was eager to pop inside, He was halted by a yellow wet floor sign blocking the entire hallway, along with an out of order sign taped to the door to the single stall restroom. Viktor stood in shock for a second, not sure what to do. He really does have to go, but if the bathroom is out of order, there is nothing he can do. He makes due with standing still for a moment, crossing his legs tightly before making his way back out to an eagerly awaiting Yuuri to head to their next destination.

Of course it's a wine tasting. A vineyard. One of the only Italian style Vineyards in all of Japan that just so happened to be the place where Yuur’s mom proposed to his dad. Yes that is right, she proposed to him. Viktor was shocked to hear this from Yuuri’s as they walked around getting a tour of all of the different types of grapes growing. Viktor was thankful that while they kept moving, he could easily disguise his mild squirming as they walked on the uneven terrain, when they were brought to an outside terrace, lined with blooming Wisteria plants.

They were seated at a bar, with a few other couples. Viktor takes note that they aren't the only same-sex couple in the row, two women are seated a few couples down from them. He smiles, Japan is very different then Russia. The main difference Viktor is focused on now is how Japan apparently has a major lack of public restrooms, as this outside terrace has no restroom in sight.

“This is the wine they had at my moms wedding! I order us full glasses of it, and samples of all the others they offer so maybe we can pick one for our wedding.” Yuuri explains as the waitress drops the tray of drinks off at their side of the bar. Viktor swallows down his need, deciding to focus all of his attention on picking a wine for their wedding, something Yuuri is clearly passionate about.

“Ooh this one is good too! Try this one!” Yuuri hiccups, Viktor laughs, they both decide spitting out the wine after tasting it doesn't feel right, so they are drinking all of it and the slight tipsiness is making everything taste the same at this point.

“I like the one your parents choose, my love, it's sweet just like you, maybe that's why you're so sweet.” Viktor leans forward and kisses Yuuri, his belt being at the perfect angle to put major pressure on his bladder. He winces at the reminder that he still needs to pee, and the tea and now multiple small glasses of wine making themselves comfortable in his bladder is making him anything but comfortable.

“Yuuri-” Viktor is about to speak up but Yuuri starts talking before he can express his need.

“Come on, it's gonna start getting chilly and I wanna stop by the conbini and get the food for the Hanami!” Viktor is paying for their wine tasting and being ushered out the door before he can even realize just how desperate he is from the change of gravity.

The conbini has no bathroom for the public, they never do. Luckily, Yuuri lets him wait outside to grab their food, leaving him to wiggle about however he pleases to keep his need at bay. He is still a little tipsy from the wine, so he is not really feeling embarrassed by his obvious potty dance visible to the various onlookers. Yuuri exits the conbini excited to announce he got more booze for their picnic, and so many snacks.

They got to the park and layed out their tarp, topping it off with a plush green and white checkered throw blanket for added comfort. Though at this point, nothing could bring comfort to Victor besides emptying the massive swollen organ currently filling up his insides

“Try this love!” Yuuri was shoving a bite of something filled with shrimp and mayonnaise into his mouth, he smiled as he ate, enjoying being fed by the love of his life, but annoyed he couldn't fully enjoy the moment because of his need, he decided then he needed to speak up.

“Yuu-”

“We got here at the perfect time, look how crowded it's getting, we're lucky we got this spot.” Yuuri once again cuts Viktor off. Viktor looks around and there are quite a lot of people now. Viktor gives up hasking, they would lose their spot and it would ruin the end of their amazing day Yuuri planned. Viktor swallows hard, choosing to sit on his legs and crush his member between his thighs to keep his composure.

Said composer lasts all of thirty minutes when more alcohol is opened and he is feeling his previous buzz come back full circle. He never drank a lot during his active skating years so he is rather light weight, and the alcohol in japan doesn't taste bad like in russia so it's easy to down it rather quickly. He is wiggly now, uncomfortably so and Yuuri seems to notice.

“You okay, babe?” Yuuri places a hand on Viktors thigh, he tenses, and then realizes Yuuri can probably feel how tight he has his legs pushed together. He lets his muscles loose, trying to look as normal as possible while nodding, but when he does, a sharp burst of wetness shocks him into hunched over position, his hands, that he has been trying too hard to keep busy, shoot to hold himself.

“Viktor???” Yuuri is scooted over to his side the second he lets out a groan. The younger japanese man not knowing what's wrong with his fiance, Viktor can hear the concern in his voice.

“I’m okay, I just have to pee.” Viktor says he tries to sound normal but his voice comes out in a croak. All his muscles are taught, even his vocal cords while he waits for this course of desperation to pass.

“Oh that god! I was worried you were sick. Come on, let's go find a bathroom. I gotta go too.” Viktor feels Yuuri’s hand move from his thigh for a moment as the blanket shifts under them, to the small hand being held out for him to grab ahold of. Not feeling like the current wave is passed at all, he hesitantly lets one of his hands leave his crotch to be hoisted up,

Immediate regret. The second he goes to stand up, a gush of piss wets his boxers, it's long and hard and audible to Yuuri. Viktor instinctively slams himself back down into the picnic blanket and resumes the position with both hands holding his now damp crotch. Viktor just looks up at Yuuri with tears in his eyes.

“Hey hey! It's okay. Did you wait too long?” Yuuri is at his side sitting on the blanket once again, this time both hands are on his shoulders, massaging them gently.

“I-I can't move. I already started-” Viktor can't even say the words.

“Oh, baby.” Yuuri leans over and places a kiss on Viktor's cheek “if you already started then…” Viktor is surprised Yuuri’s lips didn't get burned from how hot his cheeks for from the suggestion.

“I can't, love, we're in public and I- nghhh” Viktor leans forward, another leak escaping him, this time, it shows on his pants outside of his hands. He looks down in a panic.

“It's okay. We will stay here until your pants are dry enough that nobody will know. The blanket will soak it all up.” Yuuri’s words are nonsense in Viktors ears, peeing himself? He is a grown man. He hasn't wet himself this publicly since the one time during practice he fell wrong and wet himself, and only Yakov was there to witness that.

Viktor doesn't have a choice in the matter, as another leak escapes him, this time, it doesn’t stop,

“Sit criss cross, that way only your bum will get wet.” Yuuri seems to notice the wetness spreading beneath viktor hands and the older skater lets his legs fall into the instructed position, Yuuri moves and grabs one of his hands, and that's it,

Viktor sits and stares down at his lap in horror as he feels the damn break, hot, steaming piss spattering hard against the inside of his jeans before rolling down his thighs and pooling at his ass. He can hear the hiss of how forcefully he is peeing, and he hopes Yuuri can’t, but likely, Yuuri is the only one who can, considering he is sitting beside Viktor, rubbing his back as he wets himself in the middle of a crowded park.

The feeling of relief as he finally starts to feel the pain subside is short lived, when shame overcomes him. Feeling just how wet his pants already are, while there is still an ocean spilling out of him makes him feel disgusting.

“I’m sorry.” He chokes, still peeing, but not being able to keep his emotion in. “I ruined our date because I forgot to go this morning, I should have been able to hold it.” Viktor cries, feeling the cooling sensation of his piss makes him realize he is finally empty. He couldn't even tell because the pain from holding it is still in his mid-section.

“This morning?! Viktor- Why didn't you say anything?” Yuuri whispers pulling Viktor into an embrace,

“Stop, I'll get pee on you!” Viktor tries to pull away, but Yuuri does let him,

“I don't care, come here. I'm sorry. I should have paid more attention to your needs.” Viktor melts into Yuuri's embrace, feeling the warmth of his husband that he loves so much.

“So you still want to marry me?” Viktor pulls away with a sad look on his face.

“Viktor!” Yuuri slaps him on the shoulder playfully, “of course I do what would you even ask that?” Yuuri pulls back and looks at him curiously,

“We both haven't been to the toilet and…I couldn't hold it. I’m weak, I'm broken. I’d understand if you didn't want to be with someone who can't even keep their pants dry for a dat-'' Viktor is cut off by a new, warm wetness seeping into the blanket, but this time not below him, but next to him.

“I don't care that you had an accident, see, it's not a big deal. I told you I had to go too, remember? See? Now let's move to the other side of the blanket that's dry, and let's open that egg sandwich before it gets too hot from the sun!” Viktor sits, shell shocked for a few seconds, bewildered on how he found the most perfect fiance in the world, Not many people can say their partner would piss themselves to make them feel better. Viktor moves from the wet spot on the blanket stealthily and eats the rest of the food Yuuri bought. Thankfully since its a rather hot spring day, their pants dry enough that they can leave right before sundown, hand in hand, closer then they had ever been and both dying to get home and change their pants.

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