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Can’t wait to see this continue!! keep it up kettle

Three

akaashi x reader ;)))

key moments in your relationship with keiji.

A layoff, and his rent had to be paid earlier than usual? He didn’t want to deal with it. Not tonight, at least. “Just my luck,” he grumbled. Just when everything was supposed to fall into place.

He kicked a couple rocks as he walked; hands in his pockets, head dipped down to only stare at the wet sidewalk.

Walking through the subtle lights of the city, there was a vibrant color in a passing puddle. When he looked up, he saw a flashing sign.

Crow’s Foot

A new club? Fuck it, anywhere is better than home.

Keiji made his way down the steps, suddenly feeling engulfed in music. When the doors opened, he looked across the way and saw a live band on a small stage. The whole place was relatively small; a small bar on one side, a few round tables surrounding the stage. Despite the entire club being dimly lit, he could count the number of people inside on one hand. With a sigh, he made his way over to the bar and got a drink.

The musicians playing when he came in were making their way out, and someone walked to the microphone in the middle of the stage. Keiji kept his gaze down, messing with his nails as the announcer spoke.

“We have singers with voices from the heavens at Crow’s Foot. Enjoy.”

It wasn’t until you started singing when his head shot up.

Keiji was completely and utterly captivated by the smoothness your voice had, the expressions your face held, the pure emotion you conveyed within the lryics. It was enough to make Anyone feel something. Hell, he wasn’t even dating anyone and he still felt the heartache growing as you went on. No wonder you were a singer. You weren’t good, you were great.

Keiji didn’t realize it, but he was completely entranced. He wasn’t even blinking as he stared at you.

Before he knew it, the song ended and the audience lazily applauded. You made your way offstage after subtly bowing.

Keiji immediately checked his phone, writing down the time, date, and name of the club.

I have to see you again.

—

“I’m here!” you announced.

Your hair was a bit ruffled, and your bag slipped down to hang at your elbow. You were panting,“Keiji, I’m so sorry for getting here late,”you took a breath,“My stupid gig went really late because the next act wasn’t there like they said they’d be,” you sat down in your chair, slightly shaking the table as you took your bag off, the palms of your hands hitting the table,“And my goddamn boss made me perform until they came, and traffic was such a bitch, and—“

“Hey.”

You stopped talking. One of Keiji’s hands rested on yours; he gave you a gentle squeeze before saying,“It’s okay, okay? If anything, I was really early.” He scooted closer and leaned near your ear,“It looks like you’re running on pure adrenaline right now. Just relax, you can think about killing your boss later, yeah?”

The last comment made both of you laugh. Your hand opened to return the squeeze.

Despite his assurance, you still couldn’t help but feel terrible. You backed your head away to look him in the eyes. “I’m sorry Keiji. It’s our first nice outing in god knows how long...and I just messed it up.”

He reached to touch your cheek. “You didn’t mess it up. I promise. We still have the rest of the night, hell, the rest of our lives to have more dates like these, too. You could never make me upset.” He kissed you, stroking under your eye with his thumb. “I love you. So much.”

You placed your hand over his. “I love you too. So much.”

—

“Dance with me?”

You kept yourself facing away from him. Your hands rested on the counter, balling up into fists. “Keiji...I’m fucking tired, please just let me go to bed. My shift was especially excruciating tonight and I feel like shit.”

“Just for a little bit. Maybe it’ll make you feel better.” He paused.

Don’t say it, Keiji. Don’t...

“I miss you.”

I miss you.

Of course he’d pull that shit.

When you turned around, you saw the same glimmer of hope on his face that you had seen too many times in the past. His hand was held out for you.

You were too tired to argue. Maybe if I indulge him now, he’ll leave me alone later.

Reluctantly taking his hand, you felt yourself being pulled gently into his arms.

He held you tight, body against body. Careful hands made their way around your waist. You rested your head on the side of his chest; your face turned away to keep from looking at him. The weight of his head dipped to the space between your neck and shoulder, lips brushing against your skin as he spoke. “Every time I hear this song, I think about the first time we met.”

He didn’t say anything else.

There was an attempt to sway along with the music, but you couldn’t take it. His arms were suffocating. His voice was too loud. His breath was too hot.

It hurts too much.

You hurt too much.

The tears took over; you turned your head to hide your face in his shirt. You were sure he felt the fabric getting wet. Fingers curled into his back, almost as if they were gripping for life. Your body shook when you let out a sob.

“I can’t do it, Keiji.”

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Closer

tendou x reader ;)))))

what it’d be like right before dating tendou satori. (i listened to blueberry eyes by MAX ft SUGA when writing this lolz)

I imagine dating tendou would be like dating your absolute best friend. You dont start liking each other right away; of course you both think the other is cute, but you just want a friendship.

You both appreciate everything happening: the inside jokes, the late night runs to mcdonalds, the starbucks study days where you just talk to each other. You try the new restaurant down the street; it’s just outside of campus. You like to go to all the college basketball games together, even though neither of you know anything about basketball. You just like the atmosphere and hanging out together. Nobody bothers to tag along to your antics; neither of you notice, but you tend to third/fourth/fifth wheel anybody who comes with you guys when you hang out. In group settings, you gravitate toward each other because no one understands your guys’ out of pocket—and frankly, fucking insane—humor.

As the months go by you notice when one inches closer, the other doesn’t move; they might inch forward as well. Whenever you talk to him, the eye contact is stronger than ever. His hand lingers when you offer him a low handed high five. You invite him to your apartment to watch a movie, and even though you’re on opposite ends of the couch, your and his legs are tangled together. It stays like that for most of the movie. He pokes your cheek because you hold in your laugh after he tells an especially dorky joke. Lately it burns a hole in your mind whenever he does it. When the two of you hug, you pay attention to how he smells. You swear he stares at you for a couple extra seconds after you look away when you’re done talking.

Both of you subconsciously find excuses to touch each other. You guys link arms and skip obnoxiously out in the courtyard and he insists on coming with you to the building your next class is in before he leaves, even though it’ll become a farther walk to his own class. You both fist bump after anything convenient happens; you find a dollar bill on the ground, Tendou’s class got cancelled for the day, there was an extension on the paper neither of you started. He starts to give you a playful punch in the arm whenever he brings up an inside joke. You get close to his face and grab his forearms when you have some really interesting gossip you want to tell him. You take turns on paying when you go out, but you realize he’s been more adamant about buying every time you have a full-on meal together.

One night, you need to go to the nearest Wal Mart and buy supplies for a project you forgot was due in ten hours. He comes with you, and you both goof off walking down the aisles. He makes fun of you for not remembering about this project earlier, and you just fire back about how he’d probably do the same thing if he was in the same class. At one point, you get closer to him, telling him something you remembered earlier that day. You trail off because you look at him, and you see he’s got a relaxed smile. He’s even blushing a little bit. He must have noticed your being confused because he doesn’t say anything or move out of the way; he holds your arms and pulls you just barely closer, and he confesses,”I like you. A lot.”

“I like you too.”

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im not the coward you are

stop this is making me feel like those popular blogs i don’t think i can handle the fame

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stinky

i haven’t showered in so long please help me

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you werent getting enough hate so i decided to take shit into my own hands and here we are

ur not wrong at all please keep it up i need some validation here

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bitch

finally

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ok this could apply to any god butsince we were talking abt atsumu how about “i’ve missed this.” w human reader where since he’s a god he comes and goes and when he comes back he’s all tired but wants to see reader they just cuddle and it’s all soft n fluffy !!!! aaaaaah

OKAY i know it’s been so long since i’ve interacted on this acc i’m really sorry yall but i’ve been so busy with work and it’s been really dificult for me to be focused enough to write aaajkdsdsjsj anyways i’m on meds now and am pulling less hours so maybe i can have the energy to write anyways here’s something i wrote at 3 am one time

As the seconds went by, you could feel your shoulders begin to slouch more and more, while the aches of that day began to settle and weigh heavy on your back. You stared quietly at your reflection in the mirror with somewhat sunken eyes as you persisted on in brushing your teeth, the light hum of the brush against your teeth working as its own little lullaby in an attempt to lull you to sleep right then and there. 

Just a few more moments, you thought to yourself, and then you could be on your way into bed and finally put this day to an end.

Thankfully, it didn’t take too long until you finished your nightly routine and found yourself crawling into bed, a yawn drawing itself out from your lips as your eyes barely hung themselves open. 

You flopped onto your back and let a heavy huff bounce out of you from the impact, with your eyes finally being allowed to close themselves. 

However, just as you thought this day was , it seemed the night had just one more surprise left for you. The apartment had been silent, until the faintest thud caught your ear in a room far off from yours, followed by some just as quiet shuffling sounds. The sounds slowly drew nearer towards your room, and though your eyes didn’t open, you could feel a long, relieved smile grow upon your lips.

It would be natural for any person to feel fear or anxiety in a situation where any unwarranted movement was heard throughout one’s home. And though it was unwarranted, yes, it didn’t take you even a half second to know what that approaching noise was. Or rather, who it was. 

It was only when the sound of movement stopped just at your doorway that you finally opened your eyes to peer at the figure that stood feet from your bed. Your smile grew somewhat larger, and in a soft, rasped voice from sleepiness you mumbled, “Took you long enough.”

Atsumu Miya laughed quietly in response, attempting to not be too loud, knowing very well just how tired you were. Already knowing what to do, you scooted over a foot or so to make room for him, an offer Atsumu immediately accepted as he crawled in next to you, all the while speaking lowly, “I know it’s late, but it’s been a rough day. I wanted to see you.”

For a while, you only nodded in response to his comment, eyes now fully closed. However, as your lover crawled into bed with you, almost as if it were instinctual, your arms wrapped around his torso to pull his flush against your chest. In response, his arms did just the same, his leg even raised and moved to hook itself around your hip, the both of you trying to capture any physical contact you could while the moment lasted. It took awhile but eventually, you got around to  responding with words, “You and me both.” Atsumu simply hummed in acknowledgement at your words. 

It was warm with the two of you snuggled up under the covers, but just enough to avoid being too uncomfortable. Your mind already half asleep, you mumbled dazedly an, “I missed you,” with the words coming out fairly muffled as your mouth laid pressed against his chest. Atsumu’s fingers found themselves running through your hair as he slowly and gently kneaded at your scalp, soothing hushes leaving him in an attempt to ease you into sleep. “I missed you too, I’ve missed this. But sleep now, we’ll talk later,” he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper, With that you needed no further convincing as you gave what could be barely considered a nod, and managed to scootch yourself even closer to him in a desperation for more of his warmth. You didn’t know how long he was here to stay, as he often had to leave earlier than expected. But you decided that now wasn’t really the time to worry about something like that. He was here now, and that alone was enough to put you at ease. 

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ok this could apply to any god butsince we were talking abt atsumu how about “i’ve missed this.” w human reader where since he’s a god he comes and goes and when he comes back he’s all tired but wants to see reader they just cuddle and it’s all soft n fluffy !!!! aaaaaah

OKAY i know it’s been so long since i’ve interacted on this acc i’m really sorry yall but i’ve been so busy with work and it’s been really dificult for me to be focused enough to write aaajkdsdsjsj anyways i’m on meds now and am pulling less hours so maybe i can have the energy to write anyways here’s something i wrote at 3 am one time

As the seconds went by, you could feel your shoulders begin to slouch more and more, while the aches of that day began to settle and weigh heavy on your back. You stared quietly at your reflection in the mirror with somewhat sunken eyes as you persisted on in brushing your teeth, the light hum of the brush against your teeth working as its own little lullaby in an attempt to lull you to sleep right then and there. 

Just a few more moments, you thought to yourself, and then you could be on your way into bed and finally put this day to an end.

Thankfully, it didn’t take too long until you finished your nightly routine and found yourself crawling into bed, a yawn drawing itself out from your lips as your eyes barely hung themselves open. 

You flopped onto your back and let a heavy huff bounce out of you from the impact, with your eyes finally being allowed to close themselves. 

However, just as you thought this day was , it seemed the night had just one more surprise left for you. The apartment had been silent, until the faintest thud caught your ear in a room far off from yours, followed by some just as quiet shuffling sounds. The sounds slowly drew nearer towards your room, and though your eyes didn’t open, you could feel a long, relieved smile grow upon your lips.

It would be natural for any person to feel fear or anxiety in a situation where any unwarranted movement was heard throughout one’s home. And though it was unwarranted, yes, it didn’t take you even a half second to know what that approaching noise was. Or rather, who it was. 

It was only when the sound of movement stopped just at your doorway that you finally opened your eyes to peer at the figure that stood feet from your bed. Your smile grew somewhat larger, and in a soft, rasped voice from sleepiness you mumbled, “Took you long enough.”

Atsumu Miya laughed quietly in response, attempting to not be too loud, knowing very well just how tired you were. Already knowing what to do, you scooted over a foot or so to make room for him, an offer Atsumu immediately accepted as he crawled in next to you, all the while speaking lowly, “I know it’s late, but it’s been a rough day. I wanted to see you.”

For a while, you only nodded in response to his comment, eyes now fully closed. However, as your lover crawled into bed with you, almost as if it were instinctual, your arms wrapped around his torso to pull his flush against your chest. In response, his arms did just the same, his leg even raised and moved to hook itself around your hip, the both of you trying to capture any physical contact you could while the moment lasted. It took awhile but eventually, you got around to  responding with words, “You and me both.” Atsumu simply hummed in acknowledgement at your words. 

It was warm with the two of you snuggled up under the covers, but just enough to avoid being too uncomfortable. Your mind already half asleep, you mumbled dazedly an, “I missed you,” with the words coming out fairly muffled as your mouth laid pressed against his chest. Atsumu’s fingers found themselves running through your hair as he slowly and gently kneaded at your scalp, soothing hushes leaving him in an attempt to ease you into sleep. “I missed you too, I’ve missed this. But sleep now, we’ll talk later,” he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper, With that you needed no further convincing as you gave what could be barely considered a nod, and managed to scootch yourself even closer to him in a desperation for more of his warmth. You didn’t know how long he was here to stay, as he often had to leave earlier than expected. But you decided that now wasn’t really the time to worry about something like that. He was here now, and that alone was enough to put you at ease. 

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omg nonono not at all!!! even though we talk i still look up to you so much as a writer so knowing that YOU??? like?? MY writing?? unfathomable honestly it makes me squeal

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The links work feom mobile!!! :)

thank you for letting me know!! tumblr is so weird when it comes to editing your page and i’m pretty bad when it comes to that kinda thing so it gets messed up way too often😞✌️

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KATKATKATKAT CAN I B ON UR TAGLIST PLS AND THANK I LOVED UR KUROO FIC TY ILY N MISS U OK BYE 💖💕💓💗💞

OF COURSE YOU CAN MIK ILYSM THANK YoU!! im so glad that you’re liking my stuff like honestly it’s too much to handle,,

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i just checked and nope they're not working :/

FRICK ok so i tried editing them again and i think they should be working now?? or at least i hope so ):

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hey sorry guys really quick could some of you see if the links in my description are working? please let me know if they are/aren’t because i just wanna be sure since it looks iffy from my end thank you please help a real one out here

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what accomplishment are you most proud of?

omg i’m sorry i just saw this but um,,,i don’t know honestly maybe my ability to not let things get to me? is that an accomplishment? sorry, head empty

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hi cock i miss u roach

SJHSJ im sorry babey,,,,😞😞u know how i be,,,ghosting and shit. i lovwe u

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can u do a short scenario where bokuto and his now wife just got married and they’re on their way to the honeymoon and it’s just fluffy where bokuto’s so happy and he’s just like “god damn i love my wife” this might not make sense but u get the vibe

wow,,, kara actually posting something? here’s this, it’s been forever but i hope you like it

Scenario; Bokuto being so in love with his wife that it just makes his heart swell

(Fem!Reader)

:::

       “Bokuto,” your voice murmurs lowly as your eyes fixate on the fingers intertwined with your own. Koutarou looks at you, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. “Yeah?” he asks, leaning over to kiss your temple lightly. You pause for another heartbeat, still looking at your hands as your head falls to Koutarou’s shoulder. “I’m Bokuto,” you say, glancing up at your now-husband with a grin breaking onto your face. Koutarou laughs heartily, shoulders trembling as he smiles widely, punching a fist into the air. “You’re damn right you’re Bokuto,” he shouts, pulling his hand from yours and wrapping an arm tightly around your shoulder.

           Koutarou leans closely to you from the airplane seat next to you, holding a fake microphone close to your mouth. “How does it feel to be the prettiest, sexiest, most amazing Bokuto in the whole entire world?” You tapped the fictional mic, blowing onto his fist twice before mustering up confidence in your voice. “Well, Kou, I just wanted to thank you for letting me come out here today, it really means a lot,” you giggle lightly before clearing your throat, continuing. “I’d have to say being the prettiest, sexiest, most amazing Bokuto in the whole entire world feels pretty great, but I’d have to ask you the same question, Kou. How does it feel to be the greatest, most athletic, cutest, sweetest Bokuto in the whole entire world?” Koutarou grins sheepishly, nuzzling his nose into the crook of his neck and grabbing your hand again, tracing circles against the back of it.

           He’s silent for a moment, smile pressed into the soft of your neck as he breathes into your ear lightly. “It’s still surreal to me, even though we’ve been married for two weeks now,” you murmur, resting your head on his with a sigh. “Two weeks, three days, twelve hours, thirty-six minutes, and forty-two seconds,” Koutarou says against your skin, almost inaudible. Your eyes close, letting out another breathy sigh as his other hand finds your arm, tracing abstract shapes with the pad of his index finger.

           “I mean all of it, you know that, right?” he mutters against your neck again, pressing a light kiss to your skin before looking at you with soft eyes. “All of what?” you ask, opening an eye to look at Koutarou tiredly. “My vows,” you close your eyes again, chuckling lightly as you wrap your arm around his and pull your feet up onto the seat, pressing closer into his side. “Even though you waited until the day before the ceremony to scribble them down onto a piece of paper?” Koutarou grins bashfully.

           “I didn’t even use those notes,” he confesses and your eyebrows furrow, lifting your head to look at him. Honey-colored eyes met yours and a blush scattered across his cheeks, his mouth turning up into a grin. “I knew nothing I said would even come close to how I actually feel,” you fell silent, heart now drumming against your chest as you shake your head, smiling softly to yourself. “You never told me that,”

           “I didn’t really have time to,” Koutarou cackles, nudging you lightly. “We haven’t really had much time to do any talking,” he trails off and your face reddens as you smack his shoulder, pushing him away with a grin on your face. “Shut up.”

           Koutarou smiles at you, unwavering fondness resting in the glimmer of his eyes. He pulls you closer into his chest, thankful he could flip up the armrest between the seats. Your breathing evens out and Koutarou tugs a sleeping mask over your eyes, nuzzling a kiss into your hair before resting his forehead against the top of your head. He waits a moment, making sure you’re fully asleep before whispering breathily in your ear.

           “I’m so happy you found me,” he can’t help the smile that breaks across his face as he continues. “God, you still get my heart racing, I can’t believe we have the rest of our lives together. I’m going to make you the best breakfasts in bed, I swear to god babe you haven’t even seen my ultimate scrambled eggs, my secret is that I put a little bit of garlic in them…” Koutarou babbles on, pressing kisses in your hair as he absentmindedly and subconsciously traces hearts into the palm of your hand.

           “I’m so in love with you,” he somehow manages to whisper as his hand falls in his lap and his head falls against yours with a light thump.

:::

You woke later, shifting the sleeping mask from your eyes and squeezing Koutarou’s hand softly. He shot awake, snorting and throwing punches into the air. You choke back laughter, never getting used to his violent routine. You shifted and stretched your legs, opening the blind on the window to your left, and gasping loudly at the view below.

The shimmering ocean spread out in all directions beneath you, so far that even if you squinted you couldn’t see land. Your eyes widened and you furiously grasped for Koutarou’s arm, dragging him across your lap and pressing a finger to the window. Your feet shuffled against the floor, bumping against the carry-on suitcase underneath your seat. Koutarou grinned at you, squinting the blinding sunlight out of his eye as he pressed his cheek to the window, effectively blocking your view. You shove him back out of the window, eyes glistening with joy.  

As he watched your childlike glee, Koutarou knows that even the deepest depths and the farthest reaches of the ocean pales in comparison to his love for you.

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44 off the prompt list and Kuroo omfg NSFW plzzz

holy cow writing’s been slow these days,,,anyways here’s some more greek god au. more info on the greek god au can be found here!

Warnings: NSFW

44. “I can still remember the way you taste.”

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The scent of lavender filled your nostrils, the water you sat in swishing back and forth with the smallest of movements. You slid further down into the bathtub so you could lean your head back against the cold, hard lip behind you. Gentle music played on in the background, urging you to close your eyes.

You had almost fallen asleep, until you heard the subtlest of noises down the hall. It was so small, you wouldn’t have heard it had you been focused on anything else. A whistling gust of wind blew through the walls, followed by the small ruffle and dropping of what sounded like cloth. To anyone else, the sounds would have been ultimately unrecognizable, maybe not even worthy to spare a glance at. But to you, it being a sound you’ve heard hundreds and hundreds of times before, you knew exactly what it was. Or better phrased, who it was.

Your head suggested that you remain where you were, that you continued in the irritation you’ve felt all this time while he was away. And yet, despite that, you found yourself still standing from the tub, not even taking the time to dry yourself as you slid on a robe and rather hurriedly wrung out your hair. Not sparing a moment to drain the water, you left the bathroom to start making your way to where you knew he would be, after what truly seemed would be an eternity of you waiting.

Your hurried steps echoed down the hallway as you almost ran to the living room where he stood. Without saying hello, you almost knocked the poor man off his feet as you practically tackled him into an embrace, forcing a loud ‘oof’ to leave Kuroo’s mouth. Out of instinct, his arms wrapped around you to return the embrace, perhaps to give himself something to hold onto if he were to actually fall over. The feeling of his body against yours was almost unfamiliar with how long he’d been gone.

After Kuroo stabilized himself, he said, “Well hi to you, too,” amidst a breathy chuckle. Hearing his voice somehow snapped you from your brief overload of excitement as you leaned back to look him in the eyes, though without letting go of his embrace. You gave a scowl, and pinched Kuroo in the side, “Where have you been? You were gone for so long, I was beginning to think something had happened to you.” As you spoke, Kuroo’s amused expression turned into a sheepish, apologetic smile. His arms left from their place around your waist, and instead, he snaked his hands around your shoulder to settle on the back of your neck. The light hearted, relieved atmosphere had been replaced with Kuroo’s immense feelings of guilt. “I’m sorry, sweetness, I really am. I should have at least sent someone to tell you at least, but I just couldn’t leave at a time like this. We’ve seen so many people coming down, Hecate’s probably gonna try to kill me when I go back just for leaving even now,” Kuroo explained, all the while gently massaging the back of your neck. After he finished speaking, you gave a quiet sigh and nodded to his words, but still replied, “I understand that you’re busy. How could you not be running the Underworld? But really, I was so worried something actually happened to you, somehow. What I’m trying to say is next time you won’t be able to come see me for a while, could you at least try to let me know?”

Kuroo thought to himself that being a god, it might be somewhat difficult for something to truly put him in danger. Though, he decided that maybe this was not the right time to voice such thoughts. Instead, he pressed a slow kiss to your forehead and nodded after pulling away, his smile growing in relief to your contemplative expression. “So, are you mad at me?” he asked, despite basically already knowing the answer. And that’s when you pulled yourself from his arms. With a huff, you took a step away from him and turned so he was now facing your back. “Not angry, just irritated,” you said, your tone laced with an extremely half hearted attempt at irritation. You taking a step away from him made the man realize that this entire time, you had been in nothing but a satin robe, his favorite robe, at that. The water from your hair dripped down onto the shiny material that wrapped around you, making the cloth somewhat see through.

Suddenly, Kuroo’s throat began to feel rather dry. It was then that he realized just how long it had been since he last held you. He took a step towards you to close the distance once more, this time with his chest pressed flush against your back. His arms snaked around your waist and pressed against your stomach, pushing you further into his body. “Irritated?” he began, speaking softly into your ear, “Well, that just won’t do, will it?” Still not looking at him, you bit back a smile. Despite your hidden smirk, you otherwise didn’t react, standing still as your lover hovered behind you. “What do you say,” he began once again, this time placing a slow, smooth kiss to the exposed skin of your neck, “that I make it up to you?”

Again, silence. Yet still, Kuroo was not discouraged, as he continued to trail loving touches up and down your neck. But then, as he landed behind your ear once more, he breathed out, “I can still remember the way you taste.” From his words alone, you felt your chest heat up and your core tighten, your heart rate beginning to thump excitedly in your eardrums.

Still in his arms, you turned yourself around to face him, your face not an inch away from his own. Immediately, you pulled Kuroo into a kiss against your smiled lips, a kiss which he was quick to return. At the same time, your arms moved up to wrap around his neck while his arms moved down to wrap around your thighs to lift you up, neither of you breaking from the kiss. As your legs wrapped around his waist, you let out a small sound of surprise into his mouth from the sensation of being lifted into the air.

Despite him not even feeling the need to take a look, it didn’t take Kuroo very long to push open the door to your bedroom and find his way inside. It was only to set you down on your bed that he broke away from the kiss, the both of you breathing heavily. No time was wasted for either of you as hands began to wander, with yours curiously sliding up his shirt and his already working to untie the knot had held your robe together. As soon as the cloth was untied, Kuroo began to pepper worshipped kisses along the now exposed skin of your chest. “Tetsurou,” you sighed quietly, reveling in the sensation of his mouth against your neglected skin. Desperate for more of his touch, your body arched into his in an attempt to get as much contact with your lover as possible, something he did not fail to notice. Kuroo pulled away for just a moment to sit up and rid himself of his shirt, all the while saying, “I guess I really have been neglecting you.”

You didn’t respond, but simply stared at him with flushed cheeks, lips parting ever so slightly from the sight of his bare chest. “Well, that’s alright,” Kuroo began, starting to slide the satin material off of your shoulders, so that you were now fully exposed to him, “I can make it up to you starting now.”

After relieving you of your robe, Kuroo smoothly slid off his pants, wanting to not spend a single second more without your touch. Once he was only in his underwear, the man leaned back down to hover over you, using his hands to support himself against the mattress. He started with your jaw, trailing his way down your body in an achingly slow pace with peppered kisses. You couldn’t help but to squirm a small amount, as every kiss he left would in turn leave a tingling, almost burning sensation against your skin that began to spread throughout you. You whined demandingly at his slow pace and he simply chuckled. Embarrassing as it was, the noise he made was enough for you to feel your cunt twitch in eagerness, your hips rising in an attempt to protest their lack of attention. And finally, finally, Kuroo found himself with his head between your legs, the heat that radiated off of you managing to flush his cheeks somewhat. His arms wrapped themselves around your thighs to hold you close as his tongue started off with a flat lick against your vulva.

The second his tongue flicked over your neglected folds, his name fell from your lips in a soft whine, one of your hands gliding down to rest itself in his hair followed with the occasional tug. Your body wanted to squirm against his touch, however his grip on you remained strong enough to hold you tight in place, as frustrating as it was. Kuroo’s mouth worked itself on your lower lips, with him being just as needy for this as you were. His fingers teased and prodded at your entrance while the tip of his tongue flicked gently but persistently over your clit. “Tetsuro,” you breathed out, your legs still straining against his firm grip, as his arms only gave you enough leeway to grind your hips not even a mere inch against his face, “please.”

His fingers pulled away from your hole to leave himself room to give you a flat lick up your slit, collecting your juices atop his tongue before giving himself a delighted swallow. From your taste alone, a quiet groan rumbled within Kuroo’s throat before he pulled his head up from between your legs to meet your eyes, his tongue gliding over his lips to catch any left over essence of you. “Yes?” he finally responded, his voice notably raspy, “please what?”

“I can’t wait anymore,” you started, your chest rising and falling from the almost frustrating build up of buzzing excitement bubbling all throughout your being, “I need you. Please.” And finally, after what seemed like forever, Kuroo’s arms unwrapped themselves from around your thighs as he pulled himself away, only to give him enough room to climb up to be fully on top of you. As he hovered over you, Kuroo grabbed your hand to lace your fingers together as he planted a soft, yet needy kiss on your lips, which in turn ended up giving you a taste of yourself, though you couldn’t complain too much about it.

“My, my, I guess I really have been neglecting you, haven’t I?” Kuroo lightly teased, a smirk playing at his lips. However, just as quick as he said those words, his smile gradually fell into a frown and his eyebrows scrunched together somewhat. The man looked at you with surprising sincerity, especially considering the situation you two were in, and he spoke barely above a whisper, “I’m sorry, and I’ll make it up. I promise you.”

To his apology, you simply smiled faintly and gave his hand a short yet tight squeeze, before leaning upwards to plant another chaste kiss to your lover’s mouth. Your free hand reached up to cup his cheek, the gesture bringing a comforted smile to his own face. “I love you,” was all you said, and Kuroo’s eyes widened despite it being far from the first time you spoke such words to him. It was just enough to light a fire in his engine once more, and you could tell this much from the cheeky smile that formed on his features. “I love you too, sweetness,” and just as the man finished speaking, you could feel the tip of his penis poke at your entrance, causing the both of you to giggle lightheartedly. One of his arms moved to wrap around you from underneath your back, holding you up somewhat closer to his chest. “Now,” he began, his words coming out in warm breaths just beside your ear, “what do you say we start making up for lost time?”