AN: Please enjoy~
Lip-Lock III
"W-what?!" Kuroko managed to choke out before Akashi moved in front of him.
"Just try to relax and have some fun, Tetsuya," Akashi advised him as placed a hand on the boy's cheek. Kuroko opened his mouth to respond, but Akashi cut him off with a firm kiss. It was long and slow and left the blue haired boy gasping for air. Kuroko felt his face heat up. It wasn't exactly that either of their kisses felt bad, but with their lips touching him, relaxing was the furthest thing from Kuroko's mind.
Being propositioned by the two hottest guys in school was admittedly flattering, even if it was just for a hook up, but Kuroko wasn't even sure if he liked guys. It wasn't a possibility he had ever considered before. But then, he had certainly never considered that Akashi Seijuurou and Kise Ryouta would have him flat against a door either. And being in such a position with two so very attractive guys was bound to make anyone think about it a little, right? Kuroko silently tried to rationalize his confusion.
But even if Kuroko was willing to admit that Akashi and Kise were both objectively very attractive males, he really wasn't okay with hooking up with almost complete strangers in the middle of a school building.
"W-wait!" Kuroko half shouted and tried to push Akashi's chest away, but Akashi caught his hands easily. And looking directly into Kuroko's eyes, he brought them to his mouth, gently kissing the inside of the shocked boy's wrists. Confused, and oddly weary of such a tender action, Kuroko flinched backward, only to bump into Kise, who had slipped behind him when he moved forward to push Akashi.
"Just relax Kurokocchi," echoing Akashi's words, Kise wrapped his arms around the small boy's midsection and buried his face in his powder blue hair, "We'll make it feel good."
Kuroko's eyes widened at the blond's words and he tried to wriggle out of Kise's grasp, pushing against Akashi's hands. Kuroko could feel the tall blond smile into his hair. They didn't seem deterred by his lack of enthusiasm.
"You're really cute, Kurokocchi," Kise muttered into his ear, tightening his grip around the smaller boy and forcing him to still.
Akashi held up both of Kuroko's hands and brought them past his head so it seemed like the blue haired boy was moving to embrace him. Kuroko tried to pull his arms back, but found that even though Akashi wasn't too much larger than he was, the red head was much stronger.
"Ryouta," Akashi spoke. Kise gave an affirmative hum and brought his arms forward to hold Kuroko's hands, interlacing their fingers gently as he forced the boy's arms to extend over Akashi's shoulders. Akashi moved in until he was chest to chest with Kuroko and Kise was flush with Kuroko's back. Akashi wound his arms around the boys, resting his hands on Kise's lower back.
Kuroko's breathing was short and heavy. He tried to shift around, but they had him held so closely that any motion just seemed like he was rubbing up against them. He blushed at the thought.
"Please let go of me," Kuroko requested in a quiet, but curt voice.
"Why?" Came Kise's voice, light and relaxed, "Isn't Kurokocchi having fun?"
"You seem to be reacting properly," Akashi observed nonchalantly, noting the blue haired boy's flushed face and slightly labored breathing.
Though Kuroko mostly kept a straight face, there was no denying that he was affected by their actions. Kuroko tried to turn his face away, embarrassed that they could so easily force a physical reaction when he was so uncomfortable.
"That's not the point..." Kuroko muttered. They couldn't just jump strangers at random, no matter how attractive they were, thought Kuroko. Or how good at it they might be, added a small and dangerously confused voice in the back of his mind.
"It's exactly the point," Akashi said as he brought a hand up to tilt Kuroko's head back. Kise bent his head down and caught his lips while Akashi brought his mouth to the blue haired boy's throat. Kise's kiss was hot and messy and perfectly executed. The two of them were more than a little experienced.
"Your heart's beating so fast, Tetsuya," Akashi smirked into his neck. Sure enough, Kuroko could hear his own blood thumping.
"Haven't you ever been touched like this before, Kurokocchi?" Kise breathed into his mouth.
"Of course not," Kuroko breathed back bitterly. This was exhausting.
"Good," Kise breathed at the exact moment Akashi muttered, "Excellent."
There was a possessive edge to their voices that made Kuroko's stomach clench. Mismatched red and gold stared into wary blue eyes, drinking in the mix of anxiety and reluctant desire on the smaller boy's face. Akashi gave predator like grin.
"What would you think of keeping him, Ryouta?" the red head asked casually. Kuroko stiffened.
Kise hummed happily. "Fine by me, Akashicchi." He placed an affectionate kiss the top of Kuroko's head.
"Please stop deciding things for yourselves," Kuroko told them blankly, but his stomach curled in apprehension. What did they mean keep him? They couldn't be serious, could they?
"It's okay, Kurokocchi," came Kise's soothing voice as he moved to rub the sides of Kuroko's arms reassuringly, "You'll learn to like it in no time." He pressed his lips to the back of Kuroko's head. The blue haired boy squirmed uncomfortably.
"Feel free to resist, Tetsuya," Akashi told him calmly, "Training is my specialty."
Kuroko shivered. Horror and disgust swirled inside him along with an unexpected and unwelcome twinge of exhilaration. Apparently they were very serious.
The two of them kept pushing Kuroko, trading kisses back and forth until his knees went weak. Completely supported by their bodies, he stood, his head leaning back on Kise's chest, his forehead pushed up against Akashi's forehead. He closed his eyes, panting, completely overwhelmed.
"It really will be more fun if you loosen up, Tetsuya," Akashi told him, placing a chaste kiss on his lips.
"Though you'd hold me down anyway," Kuroko accused with as much conviction as he could muster between pants.
"Yes," Akashi replied without a shred of hesitation or shame.
"Don't worry, Kurokocchi," Kise murmured soothingly on his ear, "we won't push you too far."
Whatever that meant, it didn't make Kuroko feel better at all. They were more than capable of overpowering him, and clearly seemed to be enjoying it, but it didn't seem like they would let him go until he gave something back. The pressure he felt was immense. Kuroko took a deep breath, readying himself to go against all his instincts.
"Fine," Kuroko muttered, not entirely sure to what he was resigning himself.
AN: Okay yeah, I don't even know what this is. Like, "Training is my specialty"...? What on earth made me write that? I'm so sorry...or am I? Anyway, fortunately or unfortunately, there's more to come, one more chapter.
Please review, if you can.
