(Author note - Oh my gosh. This is so embarrassing. I'm pretty sure that this is the dirtiest thing I've ever written. Not that I've written a lot, but still. Disclaimer - I do not own Haikyuu)
Kuroo watched his hunky silver haired owl from the other side of the gym. Bokuto's team was having their last match of the day and he couldn't tear his eyes away from the glorious sight. The flexing muscles and determined face. He also watched how Bokuto would leave longing looks on the team's pretty setter. Kuroo would never admit it to anyone, but it hurt. Kind of...sort of a lot. He hated the fact that Bokuto was so obsessed with another guy. They had been together for quite sometime now. Actually since their first year of high school when they met at a training camp. Of course they hit it off. Kuroo knew he was the cat's meow and Bokuto was hilarious and 'paw'some in his own right. By the summer before their second year their relationship had turned physical. I mean how couldn't it? Just look at the two of them. They both figured out that the other was into guys and had decided that until they found someone to actually date they might as well experiment with each other. Made perfect logical sense.
Then that second year Bokuto had met Akaashi and Kuroo has never stopped hearing about how exceptionally perfect the pretty setter was. He knew Bokuto was right. Akaashi was fucking beautiful and icy cold which was strangely really hot. Still didn't mean it didn't hurt though. Bokuto only made the mistake once talking about Akaashi when they were having sex. Kuroo made sure that never happened again. Not that he let Bokuto do much talking during that time anyways. No, too many incoherent mumbles was all that managed to come out of that big adorable mouth. It didn't stop the manly owl from talking about Akaashi afterwards though.
Kuroo was actually kind of astonished that Bokuto never picked up on any of the scowls that would occasionally grace his perfect face. But fine theeennn. If Bokuto could find a pretty guy he wanted, then so could he. Kuroo's hazel eyes drifted to Karasuno's tall blond bespectacled way too attractive middle blocker. Kuroo was determined to win the salty sarcastic prince over. He would make Tsukishima his and Bokuto could go on trying to fuck Akaashi for all he cared. He would be putting his little scheming plan into play that afternoon. That was how they all ended up in the third gym doing extra practice.
Tsukishima was in fact a tall mass of raging hormones. Not that he ever showed it. He was too refined to give way to crass human instincts...well most of the time. He was particularly turned on after spending another night practicing with three rather attractive guys. How could they all be this attractive he groaned in question to himself. It was all he could do to stay as sarcastic and snippy as possible. It just his default defense mechanism and he used it to the fullest. However, it didn't stop his internal turmoil that caused his heart to beat erratically whenever they paid attention to him or joked. Which he kind of found flirtatious? He wasn't sure. He was definitely way too attracted to Kuroo and it didn't help that he could actually feel Kuroo's burning hazel eyes on him. It made his skin crawl when they made eye contact. In a very good way. Kuroo was just so damned attractive without even trying with his perpetually crazy bed hair. All he wanted to do was to run his hands through that hair and tug at it while Kuroo's face was somewhere lower on his body. His voice also sent all the blood rushing to other parts of his body and his laugh...well that obnoxious noise only seemed to fan the little flame inside of him...which was completely and utterly ludicrous. That laugh literally sounded like a hyena dying a very slow and painful death. Tsukishima was ever the master at control though and among all the craziness inside of him, he didn't lose it.
Bokuto and Kuroo had already showered and were in the dining hall eating. Thank god. He wasn't sure how much more he could take being surrounded by that much manly testosterone all of the time. At this point it was just him and Akaashi left in the locker room and it was peaceful. He determined that Akaashi was some kind of saint putting up with the other two all of the time.
"Doesn't it bug you watching the two of them? They're clearly in some sort of relationship, but yet Bokuto is always eye fucking you up and down. You like Bokuto right?" Tsukishima said to the pretty guy next to him. His eyes strategically glancing from time to time.
"I guess. I do like Bokuto, but I don't want to get between him and Kuroo, so I just deal with it" Akaashi said in a monotone voice and shrugged. Not one to let his emotions actually show. Stoic as ever. It did always depress him to a certain extent, but he would not voice it fully. Especially to some blond he had just met. Bokuto's unwavering attention had left Akaashi feeling happy, but at the same time empty. He wanted more than just those teasing looks.
"You're too attractive to just be someone's third wheel" Tsukishima said like it was matter of fact. Which of course it was.
Akaashi raised an eyebrow. The offhand comment had caused his heart to flutter and his pulse quicken by just a smidgen. It didn't help that both were completely naked showering right next to each other. He looked the tall pale blond up and down. Speaking of attractive…
"Are you offering to keep me company?" Akaashi said quietly. Most people might have missed the slight seductive tone in it, but considering how sexually frustrated Tsukishima had been lately he didn't. A tingle of excitement washed over him. He looked at the guy next to him. He was the epitome of pretty. His face and slim muscular body had all the right angles and curves. He stared into Akaashi's grayish green eyes trying to determine if it was a joke, but not seeing any deception. He shrugged.
"I've been told I'm pretty good with my mouth if you wanted to find out" he said casually. Rinsing his head under the water to hide the rising blush that was creeping along his cheeks. God he hoped Akaashi would say yes.
"Sure why not" Akaashi said back just as casually if not more so. Watching the water cascade over that slim toned body was a little too much for him to weather.
Tsukishima took in a deep breath and closed the distance between them. His heart trying to break out of his chest. He tilted Akaashi's face up and looked him in the eyes. Akaashi was holding his breath looking back into the honey colored eyes with little flecks of gold splattered throughout. He was lost in those magnificent eyes as excitement coursed through his veins. Tsukishima's eyes dropped down to his mouth and he moved his face closer lightly rubbing their noses together intimately before he latched onto Akaashi's mouth. The kiss started slowly as if they were testing the water, but when Akaashi felt Tsukishima's tongue glide across his lips he obeyed the command and opened his mouth. They tilted their heads slightly to match the others mouth. His body stirred when Tsukishima pressed his tongue firmly in and started to caress every part of Akaashi's mouth. Exploring every bump and drop in that hot wet mouth. The soft warmth coming from the taller male in front of him caused Akaashi's blood to boil. He grabbed onto Tsukishima's hips and pulled their wet bodies closer together. He needed more of that comforting warmth.
Tsukishima didn't waste any time pressing Akaashi flat to the wall. It was cold and goosebumps broke out on Akaashi, but he didn't notice. He was on fire at this point. Tsukishima broke the kiss and let his mouth move down Akaashi's neck causing the pretty setter to shiver. His tongue gliding along the way and sucking gently at the area under Akaashi's ear. Akaashi let out a little moan. It felt so good. God what had he been missing all of these years? He couldn't help pressing his already hard dick against Tsukishima. He wanted more friction. He needed more friction.
Tsukishima moved his mouth back to Akaashi's and hungrily shoved his tongue inside. Relishing in the soft heat that encompassed his tongue. He tilted Akaashi's head further back to deepen the kiss. His hands were already caressing down the front of Akaashi's chest. Playing slightly with his nipples before continuing their journey. He broke the kiss again and started trailing kisses down the front of Akaashi. Sucking and tasting as he went. Akaashi's hips bucked forward involuntarily at the burning trail left behind by the blond. Tsukishima ended up putting both hands on those slim hips to hold him in place. He sucked hard on the place right below Akaashi's belly button causing a needy moan to escape from the warm mouth above him. Akaashi's hands grabbed hold of the blond wet hair and pushed Tsukishima's head closer to him.
"A little impatient aren't we?" Tsukishima said playfully. He let his mouth trail down the length of Akaashi's dick barely touching to tease the man above him. His tongue moved to the underside and started at the base licking his way to the tip before taking Akaashi's hard on fully into his mouth. Akaashi moaned as Tsukishima slowly moved his mouth down him again. It was torture. Beautiful erotic torture. His hand was still in the blond hair gently urging him to move faster. His other hand rested on the wall for support. He could feel Tsukishima's tongue caressing him along the way. Tsukishima increased the speed of moving up and down him. Sucking to build the pressure and make it tighter. His tongue would occasionally flip across the tip which would make Akaashi squirm and moan uncontrollably. He had never received head before and each press and flick of the warm tongue against him was like music to his deprived soul. His breathing was becoming erratic and his body had started a vibrating hum.
Both of Tsukishima's hands left his hips. One started to fondle his balls with the occasional finger finding its way caressing towards his ass. Tsukishima's other hand had started stroking his own hard on as the need to for release was becoming increasingly painful. He could also feel Akaashi getting close and he wasn't going to be the only one left hard. That would be embarrassing. Much more embarrassing then taking care of issue himself. His hand moving up and down himself faster with smooth expertise. It was most definitely not his first time and it wouldn't be his last. His wrist twisting and thumb gliding over the tip. The tension in his muscles and the heat building in him told him that he was close. His mouth on Akaashi's dick was getting more and more erratic. His breathing became heavier. Akaashi was moaning softly above him and it was driving him ever closer to the edge. His finger moved in-between Akaashi's ass cheeks and pressed gently against the tight hole. It was too much stimulation for Akaashi and he let out a little whine. Tsukishima felt his mouth fill with warm fluid. He flicked his wrist one more time and felt himself release.
Kuroo was eating and in a deep conversation with Bokuto, so it took him a while to realize that Tsukishima and Akaashi were still not there. He didn't find this acceptable at all. How was he supposed to win Tsukki (as he now called him) over if the blond was never to be found? After a while he decided that he would hunt down his prey and force him to spend time with him. Of course he would do it sneakily because of course Kuroo was always deviously sneaky. Bokuto got distracted talking with Hinata, so Kuroo excused himself. Last time he had seen the tall blond was in the locker room, so that's where he headed.
When he opened the door he could hear the water running. How long does a fucking shower take he thought? He was making his way to the shower to scold them when he heard the moaning sounds. He froze in his tracks. No he thought. Not possible. This is not happening. He forced himself to keep walking and turned the corner to the shower. His eyes looked at the scene in the shower in complete and utter shock. His blood chilling in his veins.
Akaashi was leaned against the wall. His eyes shut with the most relaxed orgasmic look on his face that made Kuroo's breath catch in his chest. He didn't even think Akaashi could make a face like that. He saw the pale blond kneeling on the ground. Making unbelievably sexy movements on Akaashi's lower region while his other hand was stroking his dick vigorously. He watched as Akaashi's mouth opened to cry out and how the Tsukishima let himself spill out. He felt like he couldn't breathe. Like he had been punched in the gut. Akaashi belonged to Bokuto. And if Tsukishima didn't want him, what was Kuroo going to do? This was wrong. This couldn't be happening.
"What the…? No" he choked out. Both heads turned toward him post orgasm written on their faces. Kuroo was breathing erratically. He couldn't be in the heat steamed locker room anymore it was suffocating. He turned on his heel and quickly ran out. When he was outside he moved around one of the buildings and sank to the ground. Cradling his head. Fuck this couldn't be happening. The thought that those two would get together had never even crossed his mind. How the fuck would Bokuto handle this? He would be broken knowing Akaashi picked some other guy.