Author note - So I thought I would try my hand out at something a little more angsty. Plus AkaKuroo needs some more love.
Again general disclosure - I don't own Haikyuu. I just love it way too much.
Keiji knew he was screwed. Not literally of course. That would be a whole other set of worries. No he was screwed because he was attracted and had extremely strong feelings for someone he shouldn't have feelings for. Keiji was head over heels in love with Tetsuro. Which was very much a no no because Tetsuro was Kotaro's best bro for life and Kotaro was in love with Keiji. He wasn't blind or deaf and Kotaro wasn't exactly subtle. He lived every day for 2 years listening to his teammates teasing him about Kotaro's extremely obvious crush. Yeah. Kotaro was his friend. He liked the eccentric owl, but he did not want to date Kotaro. He did not want to kiss Kotaro. He did not want to have sex with Kotaro. Nope. He wanted to do all of those with Tetsuro…which sucked. How the hell did he end up in this stupid love triangle? He had such shitty luck.
His luck was not exactly improving his last year of high school either. He couldn't seem to get Tetsuro's image out of his head. Tetsuro's messy black hair that he wanted to run his nimble fingers through. Tetsuro's halfcocked grin that left him weak kneed. Tetsuro's obnoxious laugh that made his heart beat faster. Tetsoru's body…oh god…did he have a body. Muscles everywhere. Slim waist. Thighs of a god. Keiji couldn't stop thinking about it when he was alone at night or in the shower. Just like he couldn't stop his hand from acting on the images that crept into his mind at times like that.
Right now he didn't have to imagine it though because Tetsuro was standing on the other side of the room. Plastic red solo cup in his hand. Keiji tried to collect his thoughts. Why was Tetsuro here? Was Kotaro here as well? They went to the same university in Tokyo, so it would make sense if Kotaro was here. As his eyebrows scrunched in thought staring at the messy haired individual, they made eye contact. Hazel eyes gazed at him and lit up accompanied by that overly attractive side grin. Keiji's heart started beating faster as Tetsuro walked closer.
"Akaashi! Hey long time no see" Tetsuro greeted and clapped him on his shoulder. His large hand lingering in a friendly manner…
"Hey Kuroo. What are you doing here?"
"Ouch! No I miss you Kuroo? It's great to see you Kuroo?" Tetsuro chuckled and ruffled his hair. "I was visiting my little baby kittens and they invited me to this little shindig."
"Oh." Keiji responded and swatted the hand away that was still on his head. "Stop that. Is Bokuto here as well?"
"Nah. Who knows what the hell he's up to tonight" Tetsuro shrugged and then his friendly grin turned mischievous. "You know what you need? A drink. I don't think I've ever seen you drunk."
"Because I've never been drunk. Some of us have self-control."
"Hey angel don't be such a stick in the mud. You're coming with me and we are getting you a drink." Tetsuro didn't wait for his response and grabbed his hand firmly dragging him off into the kitchen of Taketora's house. His parents were out of town on business and the wily cat was taking full advantage. He even invited members of Fukurodani. Keiji followed obediently and hoped his increasingly sweaty palm wasn't noticeable.
Tetsuro dropped his hand when they got their destination and then proceeded to mix Keiji a drink. Keiji didn't really pay attention to what he was pouring into it. Nope. He was watching Tetsuro's muscles flex beneath that thin gray material of his shirt. That had a picture of batcat. "Here you go! Drink up Akaashi dear."
Keiji grabbed the offered cup and took a sip. It was quickly followed by his face puckering. "What the hell did you put into this thing?"
"Only good things I promise."
Keiji highly doubted that statement based on the devious look on that stupidly attractive face, but he took a sip again anyways. It's not like one drink was going to kill him. He just wouldn't drink anything after this one. Tetsuro beamed at him.
The night was just beginning and Keiji didn't mind the taste of the awful drink after a while. He actually started to enjoy himself even though he wasn't exactly the most social person. He supposed Tetsuro helped with that as he always included him in conversations. Keiji became better at ignoring the little voice in his head that told him he was following Tetsuro around too much and that he should distance himself.
"Akaashi. Come play beer pong with me?" Tetsuro linked his arm with his. Keiji followed obediently. Surprisingly he was pretty good at this whole beer pong thing. Actually not that surprising. He was a setter after all. Tetsuro on the other hand, was not all that good. Keiji frowned at him. He was being downright ridiculous with his tosses trying to do trick shots or other random crap. What did he expect trying to toss the ball behind his back or with his eyes shut? Just ridiculous.
They won anyways and Tetsuro pulled him into a tight hug. Keiji's slightly buzzed mind completely had a shut down. Just like his lungs when he was pressed into that toned body. He could feel Tetsuro's body heat radiating off of him. He just hoped Tetsuro couldn't feel how fast his heart was beating and would think that his flushed face was because of the alcohol. Yes the alcohol. Keiji was not a blusher by nature.
He was already tempted to leave the party right then and there. Nothing good would come if he continued down this path, but Tetsuro kept dragging him everywhere by the hand. Barely letting go of him. Then Taketora brought out a joint and Keiji knew he really needed to flee, but then Tetsuro looked at him and waggled his eyebrows. Keiji couldn't find the willpower to leave. He couldn't find the willpower to decline the joint that Tetsuro handed him. He inhaled. Held. Released. Tetsuro grinned at him, winked and whacked him on the back. Keiji melted. He would follow this man anywhere.
"Shit man…I'm so fucking wasted…" Tetsuro slurred and wrapped his arm over Keiji's shoulders.
"Yeah that's what happens when you over indulge" Keiji responded and wrapped his arm around that slim waist.
"Akaashi shit how can you still use such big words?" Tetsuro leaned closer to his ear and his volume lowered.
Keiji felt the hot air on his neck and a shiver ran through his body. "Apparently my natural intelligence is enough to still overcome alcohol and weed." He shrugged.
"Fuck Akaashi quit talking like that…" Tetsuro leaned against him more. "I think I need to go home… will you help me?"
Keiji swallowed past the lump in his throat. "Fine. Only so you don't end up passed out in an alley…"
Keiji helped Tetsuro home. It involved a lot of stumbling. Grabbing. Holding. Laughing. Keiji didn't mind. When they walked in through the front door, Tetsuro tripped over the threshold. "FUCK!"
"Shh… you don't want to wake up your mom do you?" Keiji kneeled and helped Tetsuro back to his feet.
"She's not home. Just us tonight" Tetsuro whispered as he wrapped his arms around Keiji's waist. His hazel eyes locked onto Keiji's green ones.
"Oh…" Keiji responded. His face started to feel warm as a blush crept across it. They were standing so close. Their arms wrapped around each other. Their faces only inches apart.
"You're so pretty Akaashi…" Tetsuro whispered in a low voice.
Keiji's arms tightened instinctively. His mind being scattered to the wind as Tetsuro's face inched forward.
"Fuck… I want to kiss you so bad…" Tetsuro stopped mere seconds from connecting his lips with Keiji's.
Keiji could feel Tetsuro's breath on his mouth and he could feel his own heart pounding in his chest. What he couldn't do was think. He finished the distance between them and Tetsuro groaned at the contact. He tilted his head to get a better angle and pressed closer to Keiji. His hand grabbing fluffy black hair holding Keiji's head in place. Keiji's hand traveled up to grip the front of Tetsuro's t-shirt. He could feel the rapid heartbeat beneath.
Keiji slowly parted his lips. Tetsuro felt the movement and parted his own lips in response. His tongue creeping out and creeping into Keiji's hot mouth. Keiji let a little whine out as Tetsuro's tongue mapped the inside of his mouth. His own tongue reaching out to touch that exploring tongue. To feel it. His hand traveled up to the messy black hair and grasped it firmly.
Tetsuro felt like he was on fire. He wanted Keiji so bad. Wanted to feel him. Wanted to explore him. He was so pretty. His leg shifted and parted Keiji's. Pressing upward to rub. Keiji shivered in his arms and moaned. Tetsuro pulled them closer together, so there was no space between them.
Eventually they had to break for some much needed air. Their mouths didn't move that far away from each other though and they were breathing in each other's air. Tetsuro took the opportunity to free Keiji of his shirt. It ended up god knows where while his hands ended up on that beautiful slim toned body. He started mapping every bump and dip. By the time some of his fingers were dipping into tight form fitting jeans, he was plunging back into that panting mouth. Absorbing the small noises escaping Keiji.
Keiji was losing his mind or what was left of it anyways. Tetsuro's fingers were leaving burning trails across him and weirdly enough it left him shivering. Tetsuro's rubbing thigh and hips were making his pants feel extremely uncomfortable. His own hands plunged up that stupid cat shirt and were trailing up a muscular back and pulling it closer. He pulled his head back slightly to catch his breath and so he could speak. He pulled at the shirt. "Off."
Tetsuro grinned at him and tore his shirt off. Keiji swallowed and let his eyes roam over those impressive muscles. "Come with me…" Tetsuro said breathlessly and started dragging him again. Keiji followed trying to get some thought processes back. He was quickly lost again as Tetsuro paused for a moment pressing him against a wall and kissing him hungrily. His fingers working on the button and zipper of Keiji's jeans. Keiji smiled slightly against that demanding mouth and returned the favor on Tetsuro's jeans.
"Fuck Akaashi…I want you so bad…" Tetsuro mumbled as he buried his face into the crook of Keiji's neck and shoulder. His hips moved forward trying to find Keiji's again.
"Yeah…I want you too…" Keiji whispered back as his hand dove into the loosened jeans. Tetsuro groaned and bit down on his exposed shoulder. Keiji moaned in response and pressed forward to the enticing body heat.
Tetsuro released his shoulder and trailed his tongue up Keiji's neck nipping playfully before sucking hard behind the defined jaw. His hands pushed down Keiji's jeans and he pulled Keiji forward causing the other man to stumble slightly as he stepped out of the pants. Tetsuro kept pulling him forward until they were in his old bedroom. He pushed Keiji gently onto the bed and then clumsily removed his pants as well.
Keiji watched with clouded eyes as those godly thighs were exposed. He leaned back as Tetsuro climbed on the bed to join him. Tetsuro cupped his face and connected their mouths once again. Keiji arched into his body as Tetsuro dropped his hips to grind against the man beneath him. Keiji managed to wiggle a hand in between the tight space between them and started to stroke Tetsuro through his tight black boxers. Tetsuro groaned and thrusted into that amazing hand.
"Kuroo…wait…" Keiji managed to say in a shaky voice. "Touch me too…"
Tetsuro shifted his weight and complied. Keiji let out a relieved sigh as Tetsuro stroked him as well. "Fuck…fuck…I want you…" Tetsuro said as he bit down on Keiji's collarbone.
Keiji's nails dug into his shoulder blades and his head was thrown back in pleasure. "Then do it…take me…now…"
Tetsuro growled and pushed himself up to a kneeling position. Keiji lifted his hips obediently as Tetsuro pulled at his boxers. Tetsuro let out another little groan as he touched and played with Keiji's very hard dick. Keiji moaned at the feeling and reached for Tetsuro's boxers frantically. He pulled them down and Tetsuro finished removing them almost falling off the bed in the process.
"In…" Tetsuro said in a breathless voice as he pressed his fingers against Keiji's lips until they opened for him. Keiji complied eagerly and coated them thoroughly. He watched as Tetsuro's eyes fluttered shut and mouth parted with pleasure. Tetsuro slowly removed the digits and leaned down to claim that wonderful divine mouth again. His fingers slowly massaging and pressing until one gained access. Keiji arched his hips and moaned.
"Shh…relax" Tetsuro purred and proceeded to leave kisses across Keiji's flaming cheeks and down his neck. His other hand started a slow stroking. He took his time relaxing and stretching Keiji. He kept up the kissing and stroking until Keiji was writhing beneath him and breathing heavily.
"Enough. It's enough Kuroo." Keiji's mind felt like it was trying to swim through molasses. Molasses that buzzed and tingled.
Kuroo placed a kiss on his sweat damp forehead and reached for the lube that he kept hidden in the top drawer of his night stand. Keiji watched as the cap was popped and an overly generous amount was applied to that impressive dick and some falling on the sheets.
Tetsuro came back and tried to roll him over, but Keiji shook his head no. "Want to see you…"
Tetsuro gave one of those half grins. "Sure. Ok…" He then firmly lifted Keiji's hips and Keiji wrapped his legs around Tetsuro's back. Tetsuro groaned as he pushed himself all the way in at once. His handsome face forming into one of complete pleasure. Keiji's mind was so numb it didn't even register any pain. He just arched his hips and tightened his thighs.
There was no patience nor self-control in their inebriated minds. Tetsuro couldn't stop the desperate need that had taken over him and he set a fast pace. It didn't take long for Keiji to see stars behind his eyelids. He grasped desperately to Tetsuro's back with his nails and he couldn't stop the noises of pleasure pouring from his mouth. Tetsuro's hands were holding him hard. Tetsuro's mouth was attacking everything within its reach. Nipping. Kissing. Sucking.
Tetsuro could feel himself getting closer. His muscles were clenching tighter. He finally connected their mouths once again as his hand reached between their bodies and found Keiji's dick. His strokes matched his thrusts and Keiji screamed out in pleasure as the sudden sensation over took him. His own release coating their stomachs. Tetsuro grunted and buried himself deep as he too spent himself. He moved his hips slowly as he finished until finally he stopped. He plopped down on top of Keiji as he regained his breathing. He rolled a little on his side to avoid crushing the other man and closed his eyes. He had the momentary thought of getting up and cleaning off, but then the alcohol, pot and orgasmic high took over and he passed out. Keiji had already passed out the moment he orgasmed. His broken mind just couldn't take it the over stimulation.