Rated M for language and suggestive content.


They had been dating for two months now and Kuroo could gladly say that he was happy and content. They ate lunch together, they walked home together, they went on dates, etc. etc. She was cute and sweet and always gave him the best parts of her bento and you could ask anyone who knew Kuroo personally, it was clear that he was head over heels for the petite raven haired girl. They had been dating for two months and they were going strong.

One problem.

Two months honestly wasn't that long of a time. He had known couples who had been going out since middle school and compared to that, two months really wasn't that long at all. But for Kuroo, it wasn't just two months of cute, happy dating.

No it was something much, much worse.

It was two months of hot, wet kisses under the school stairwell, two months of eager hands stroking, grabbing, squeezing, and two months of pent up frustration and no release.

It was two months of hell.

Although Kuroo was strong, he was still a hot-blooded young teenage male and there was only so much that he could take and frankly, two months of almosts had driven him slightly crazy. His girlfriend was attractive, with cute, pouting lips and supple curves that smoothed underneath his hands and god, just thinking about how good she looked after they kissed, with her cheeks flushed and lips wet and red, made his fingers twitch.

And his cock.

At this point, Kuroo needed her. He needed her more than anything he had ever thought he needed before. He needed to feel her skin against his, her hot, heavy breaths against his neck. He needed to envelope himself in her arms, sink into her warmth, give himself some sort of release soon or else he was pretty sure he was gonna snap.

And it wasn't like she was willing, oh no, she definitely was. They had talked about it and both teens had admitted that they were each other's first real relationship and if they were to go through with it, it would be their first time. Just hearing her say that she wanted him to be her first had made Kuroo want to drop everything and take her then but they were eating lunch out on a bench by the school and he was pretty sure that wasn't exactly proper. The only thing stopping them now was the fact that they never really had a chance to go through with it.

It never seemed like they were home alone. For Kagome, who lived on a shrine, someone had to be home during the day to tend to the place and by the time the shrine closed to visitors, Souta would already be home from practice as well as her mom who would be preparing dinner. And don't forget her grandfather who probably didn't ever leave the house.

Although he had already met her family and they loved him (he hoped), he didn't think that they'd appreciate him ravishing their daughter in their home while they were there, separated only by a few feet of space and a door.

As for his parents, it didn't seem like they ever went anywhere. Ever. Jesus Christ didn't they have a life? They should go out and have fun and do…whatever other middle aged parents did. Which probably involved going out and giving their teenage son some time alone at home.

Probably.

Kuroo groaned to himself and irritably blew his fringe out of his face.

Kagome looked over at him curiously. "Are you okay?" They were walking home like they usually did except Kenma wasn't with them, something about stopping by the video game store to sell his old games. The two teenagers walked along the street, Kuroo with his hands stuffed in his pockets and Kagome trotting along beside him, exerting little effort to keep up with his long legs.

Kuroo sighed heavily, "Yeah it's nothing, just thinking about….stuff.."

She hummed and cast her gaze ahead of her, a comfortable silence falling between them. As they walked, Kuroo looked at the girl beside him and took in her petite trim figure, the school uniform hugging what he knew to be full womanly curves. Her long black hair fell to her waist in waves and he knew from personal experience that if he were to bury his nose in her hair, he'd smell strawberries.

God he was so attracted to her.

Alright, despite everything he had said, it wasn't really that bad.

Yeah sure, he was extremely horny and extremely frustrated but he was a teenage boy and these things were inevitable. What mattered was that he had this amazing girlfriend and that he was happy. He had never been this comfortable around another person before and to know that she was his and he was hers brought a certain joy to his day to day life. Now, in addition to volleyball, he had something to look forward to every day.

And so, it really wasn't that bad.

Really.

It was gonna happen sooner or later, Kuroo just had to be patient. When the time was right, they would have the opportunity and when they did, it would be amazing. He just had to wait.

It was gonna happen.

"It is," Kuroo muttered to himself.

"Hm?" Kagome looked up at the tall volleyball captain next to her, "Did you say something Kuroo-kun?"

"A-ah, no I didn't."


For two months, it never seemed like there was ever a chance for Kuroo and Kagome to have that time they needed to themselves so it was a little odd that they suddenly had that chance now.

"Uhh…." Kuroo stared down at the note in his hand with a look of disbelief.

Hi son!

Your father and I decided to visit your Aunt Kyoko tonight and we totally forgot to tell you! We were supposed to tell you this morning but you had already left for school! :( Anywho, I left money for you to order food so you won't have to starve. We'll be back tomorrow morning so be good!

Love,

Mom

P.S. Don't do anything bad to Kagome-chan! :3

Kuroo glared at the last line.

"Kuroo-kun, what did the note say?" Kagome asked, coming up behind his shoulder. He quickly crumpled up the note and tossed it into the trash, unwilling to let her read his mother's inappropriate suggestions.

"They're out of town for tonight visiting my aunt and they won't be back til tomorrow morning." His eyes scanned the counter for- ah there it was. "They even left us some money to order food since my mom won't be here to make dinner," Kuroo said, holding up a few bills.

Kagome perked up, "Ah, great! It's nice to eat out once in a while. Do you wanna get delivery or go out?"

Kuroo hummed in thought, "Let's get delivery, it'll be nice to just relax at home with just the two of us." He folded the yen that his mom gave him and stuffed it into his back pocket. "Besides, we just got home and I don't wanna go out again, you know?" He shuffled around but at the lack of response, he looked up and saw Kagome staring off into the distance.

"Er, Kagome-chan?" He prodded the girl who was lost in her thoughts.

"Eh?" Kagome snapped back into focus and blushed, "Ah sorry! I was just…well it just sorta occurred to me that…well...we're in your house and your parents aren't here…"

Kuroo blinked.

"W-we're all alone."

Finally, the gravity of the situation hit the two teens and they stood there by the kitchen staring at each other, both with identical tints of red on their cheeks.


Annnd that is Part 1! Part 2 will be coming up soon and it'll be...limey.