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Bokuto constantly texted Kuroo, wondering when they’d next meet,
To: KuroBro🐈⬛
Yoooo! Dude where are you? We need to meet soon bro
[delivered yesterday]
“Bokuto-san” He looked up at Akaashi who was taking his phone and placing it on the grass beside them, “Stop worrying yourself, he’s probably just busy.” He said, sitting next to him and intertwining their fingers together, planting a soft kiss on his cheek.
“Yeah.. you’re probably right!” His hair drooped, suddenly turned upright as his mood increased instantly from the small kiss he received. He turned his head, unwravelling their hands and placing them both on Akaashi’s cheeks, leaning forward he pecked kisses everywhere on Keiji, emitting giggles and smiles from him, not caring about the other students attempting to eat their lunch on the field.
“You’re so pretty Keiji..” He said staring deep into his eyes once he pulled away.
Shocked at the use of his first name, Akaashi blushed, “So are you.. Koutarou.” He replied with a small smile plastered on his face. Bokuto beamed, a huge grin written upon his face, “Let’s go somewhere after school, I know a place!”
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The so called, “place” was a small abandoned pier, Bokuto used to go here with Kuroo, where they first ki-
“So! This is the place!” He showed off the sunset disappearing into the horizon, the part broken wood but sustainable to sit on, the waves crashing into the land, the sand, golden under the beams of light.
“This is beautiful Kou..” He said, turning his body to face him, grabbing onto his hands before rising to his toes, closing his eyes to kiss Bokuto passionately on his lips. He reciprocated it, feeling Bokuto’s tongue swipe across his bottom lip, he parted them slightly, their tongues connecting as they run out of breath.
They eventually parted, catching their breath while looking into each other’s eyes, slight tints of blush both covered their cheeks. “Come on..” He finally said, holding Keiji’s hand, dragging him to the pier to watch the sun set.
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They both sat, Akaashi’s head resting upon Bokuto’s shoulder. It’s been a month since the club incident, but Bokuto can’t seem to shake it off, he has a beautiful boyfriend, the one he wanted since forever, he should be more focused on that. But there’s something there, worrying him, wanting to care for Kuroo.
“..rou.. Koutarou?” Akaashi’s been calling him for a while now, he snapped his head over, not sure how long its been since he moved his head away. “It’s started to rain, and it’s late, would you like to sleep at my house?” He asked, standing up and extending an hand for Bokuto to grab.
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They were making out on Akaashi’s bed, hands wandering as their tongues slid together. They were breathless, pulling apart ever so slightly to catch it, their warm breath dusting over each others noses. Bokuto brought a hand down, “Can I?” He asked as it landed on Akaashi’s zipper. A slight nod was his response, the confirmation for what was about to happen.
He unzipped Akaashi’s jeans, revealing his soft, black, branded boxers, gently pulling them to reveal the base of his cock. Bokuto’s fingers wrapped around it to release it from the clothing, it sprang upwards, a thin but long cock was standing out on display. Bokuto stared at it, the neatly trimmed hair, the red shining tip, covered in pre-cum, he moved his fingers, rubbing over the tip, before moving his body down, kissing his torso before landing between his legs. He tugged down his clothes, revealing his soft thighs, were he bit and kissed the inner, before licking his cock from the base to the leaking tip. He swallowed it whole, focusing on the tip, playing with it in his mouth, hollowing his cheeks before taking it all in. Akaashi wasn’t that big, but big enough for Bokuto to tear up and gag.
Fingers intertwined with the black and white strands which covered Bokuto’s scalp, tugging at them slightly as he heard moans and whimpers fill his ears. He opened his eyes to look up at his boyfriend, the sight was angelic. Akaashi trailed his unreserved hand to meet with Bokuto’s which rested on his hip, joining together to hold on. He squeezed their hands together lightly, but pulled on Bokuto’s hair sharply, emitting a moan from the man in between his legs. It felt insane. His first ever blow job, and it was with the man he loved the most.
The two weren’t very experienced, Bokuto’s first kiss being Kuroo in middle school, and Akaashi having virgin lips. He admitted Bokuto was his first kiss after a very shitty, awkward make out session.. But Bokuto didn’t mind, he actually felt proud of being his first. Now they get to experience being each other’s firsts in everything else.
He heard another moan fill his now not so innocent ears, fuck..
“Koutarou..!” Was the last thing he heard before he felt warm, sweet liquid shoot down his throat instantly. He pulled off and swallowed with a cough, Akaashi’s cock still producing cum, splattered on Bokuto’s face. Closing his eyes he took it all in, painting his face.
Akaashi gasped as he tucked himself back in “I’m so sorry!” He whispered yelled, scrambling to get up to find some tissues as Bokuto sat up on his knees, shocked that just happened. He eventually snapped back to Akaashi wiping off his face with a few baby wipes, until Bokuto took ahold of his wrists and brought them away, “Let me take care of you aswell Keiji.” He said with a small smile, he was so blissed out from the recent moment.
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They were laying under the covers, Bokuto’s arm was around Akaashi, who rested his head on his lover’s head, slowly falling asleep from the persistent motions of Bokuto’s fingers running through his black hair. “We should do that again sometime.. it was nice” Bokuto eventually said quietly, receiving a hum in return as agreement.
His phone buzzed, it was 01:12 in the morning.. thats strange. His other arm reached over Akaashi, careful not to tossle him and wake him up, he grabbed his phone before unlocking it and seeing it was from Kuroo..
From: KuroBro🐈⬛
Hey man, sorry loll rough week! I’m down to hang soon! Miss you dude🖤
[Read Just Now]
To: KuroBro🐈⬛
Omg bro no worries it’s so glad to hear from you! I’m actually hosting a halloween party if you’re down to come?!👻🎃
[Read 5 Minutes ago]
From: KuroBro🐈⬛
Yeah sure man!
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Kuroo stepped into the large house, covered in decorations. He was dressed in a casual outfit with skeleton facepaint, curtesy of being best friends with an upcoming game maker. He looked around, the loud music, bright multicoloured lights, this was hell already.
He made his way over to the kitchen, knowing the house by heart from all the times hes been over, grabbing a plastic cup which was hopefully not in use, and filling it up with beer. Taking a few swigs he walked over to one of the many couches and sat down next to this snake looking dude..
“Hey man! I’m Daishou.. You’re pretty hot, what’s your name?” The snake guy started off, clearly intoxicated from his slurred words. “Kuroo,” He started, turning his body round to lean against the arm of the couch, facing this ‘Daishou’. Kuroo finished his drink, playing with his cup as Daishou tries to make small talk, he seems like a nice man.
“Let me get you a drink, I need a refill anyways, save you a trip”, Suguru offered, Kuroo knew better than this, but hell, what did he care for, “Thanks man!” He replied, handing off his cup and getting a wink in return, maybe he’ll get laid tonight.
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Shit.. how much did he drink? The room was spinning, he was sure he only drank a few glasses, he’s not usually a light weight. He was sat on the patio chairs, surrounded by old cigarette butts, alone. What was the point of Bokuto inviting him if he wasn’t gonna see him?! God…
The glass doors slid open, he whipped his head around and saw.. Dai.. Daishou?
“-ou do- look so go-d” What? He could barely make out what he was saying.. Daishou laughed at Kuroo’s puzzled face, before stepping over to get closer. Kuroo’s eyes were crossed as Daishou got even closer to him, then he felt something wet on his lips, oh, he was being kissed.. this was nice. He reciprocated the kiss, his hands flailing around before he felt a warm hand on his, placing it on the other’s shoulder.
“W-na take- … upstairs?” Upstairs? That’s where Bokuto’s bed is.. Yeah.. That’s nice.. He wants to go upstairs. Somehow nodding he was being helped up, through the doors into the loud crowd of people. Daishou pushed through, Kuroo’s arm on his shoulder as he pulled him closer to avoid the people.
Bokuto was making out with Akaashi in the corner of the Kitchen, boxed in as Akaashi had his arms around his neck. Bokuto’s hands were placed on his waist, clearly not sober but wasn’t drunk enough to not know where he was. He opened his eyes to see Kuroo being dragged up a step, pulling away from Akaashi, he stumbled to make an excuse to reply to the confused face before him.
“Sorry uh.. I need to do something. One second,” He kissed Akaashi’s head, “I’ll be right back I promise!” He ran off, leaving Akaashi to be swallowed in the crowd.
He ran over to the stairs, where Daishou was clearly struggle to handle a limp Kuroo. “What’s going on?” He started, the green hair man looked up, abandoning Kuroo to lay on the steps. Rubbing the back of his neck he replied “Just helping him, he’s verryyy drunk.” Sure. Shitty lie.
“I’ll take him.” Bokuto walked around Daishou, starting to pick up Kuroo from his armpits,
“He’s my boyfriend, I’m helping him.” Of course, another lie from the snake.
“No he isn’t. Now fuck off.” Bokuto spat at him. His words were full of spite and rage, eyes burning holes into Daishou before he listened to Bokuto and ‘fucked off’.
He went back to the task at hand, picking up Kuroo and carrying him, his legs wrapped around his waist and arms around his neck. He carried him carefully up to his bedroom as Kuroo looked at him puzzled.
“Daishou.. I don’t want you.. Not you!” He hit Bokuto’s back, “I want Kou..” He moved forwards and kisses Bokuto. Stunned he pulls back, “Kuroo?!”That kiss felt.. like something was missing. But he loves Akaashi.
What.. Now Daishou doesn’t even want him? Is he that repulsive. Tears welled up in Kuroo’s eyes, threatening to spill.
“Does no one want me..” he whispered, ever so quietly. Bokuto placed him down on the bed, tucking him under the covers as he sat next to his head, back resting on the headboard. He carded his fingers through Kuroo’s raven hair, lulling him to sleep before making a bold move, kissing Kuroo on the lips.
Akaashi stood there stunned, eyes wide as he watched his boyfriend kiss their friend.