A/N: Hey, all! This is my first contribution to the Haikyuu! fandom. I'm super pumped about this collection. I hope you enjoy it! I take request prompts! :D

Prompt: Akaashi finds out that Bokuto is not wearing leggings.

Word Count: 561

Disclaimer: Nope. Never Have, Never Will.

Tempting Thighs

Bokuto Koutarou is indecent.

Akaashi stares dumbfounded at the tan thigh peeking out from Bokuto's shorts and knee pads when his senpai's shorts so happen to ride up during stretches. Of course, he quickly masks his expression of surprise into a stoic face, focusing on doing his own stretching and certainly not staring at Bokuto's leg. He just can't openly gape at Bokuto's thigh, even if he so badly wants to. (It doesn't stop him from discreetly glancing at the flash of skin every so often.) Still, Akaashi can't stop thinking about that gap between his shorts and knee pads that look 'oh so wrong' and 'simply tempting' as Bokuto stretches in front of the setter; his cheeks are slightly flushed from trying to reach his right leg and his red, plump are open in an 'O'.

It makes him want to touch Bokuto. Makes him want to reach out with his long, nimble fingers just to see his pale skin contrasted against Bokuto's tan skin, makes him want to press his fingers against his senpai's thigh just to see his fingers leave indents, and it makes him want to caress Bokuto's thighs and legs and see those lips part with moans. Wouldn't it be so easy just to reach out and have Bokuto lay on his back as Akaashi plants kiss after kiss along his thigh and then take a bit—

"Hey, hey, hey! What are ya spacing out for?" Bokuto's loud yet endearing voice breaks his train of thought that is honestly more suited to his bedroom than in the middle of afternoon practice. It actually makes him wonder if he's more perverted than he thought since it wouldn't be the first time he fantasized about the second year. "Coach said we should work on individual practice!"

Akaashi nods, hoping his cheeks aren't too pink, and Bokuto is leaning forward so that his face is right in front of him probably isn't helping either. He can see the hopeful expression in Bokuto's eyes as he not so subtle glances at the ball and then back at Akaashi. "Do you want me to toss you, Bokuto-san?" he finally asks, his lips curling slightly up when Bokuto shouts in agreement.

The second year scrambles to stand up (Akaashi notices with disappointment that he can no longer see the strip of skin) and pulls a surprised Akaashi (who was not thinking of lewd thoughts, thank you very much) up, practically embracing the first year into a bone crushing hug. That is, until he thrusts a ball in his hands and runs to take his spiking position by the net.

"Hey, hey, watch me! I'll spike them all because I'm the Ace!" Akaashi licks his lips at the excited face of Bokuto. His senpai gets excited so easily too.

"Whatever you say, Bokuto-san."

Despite himself, Akaashi allows himself a small smile as he tosses ball after ball to Bokuto's never ending stamina. Every once in awhile he's greeted to the flash of Bokuto's tan thigh showing. (Of course, he's purposely looking out for it now.) He's thankful for the small discovery that Bokuto is not in fact wearing leggings as he previously assumed because that tan delicious bit of skin is very much to his liking.

(And it's not his fault if he thinks about Bokuto's tempting thighs in his bedroom later tonight.)