Warnings: Smut. Nipple play. Orgasms. OTPs making out. Hand jobs. Late night pillow talk.
Notes this chapter: I can't write fight (action) scenes, so there is no way in hell I could write a basketball match, lol. If you came in to this fic looking for some wonderfully written basketball matches, this is not the fic for you!
We went with option 1! That's why this is a day late, sorry about that everyone! I'll see you again on the 26th~
Hope you enjoy!
- Kida-Asumi
Post-golden week classes were always the worst. The teachers would spring tests on them as soon as they were back in, criticize them because no one retained what had been taught before the break, and would test them again that Friday.
Because of Akashi's study session, Kuroko actually placed fairly high. By some miracle, so did Kagami. As they watched Riko and Hyuuga bitch out the rest of the team, the two were texting their respective boyfriends.
To: Akashi-kun
Subject: Re:Re:Free this weekend?
Kagami-kun also did well. Do you know how the rest of the generation did?
"Have you been attending extra lessons?" Kuroko tried to guess.
"Himuro has been helping me study." Kagami commented. Kuroko nodded, smiling a bit when Akashi quickly replied back. As punctual as usual, even if he was texting during a student council meeting.
From: Akashi-kun
Subject: Shopping trip
I am sure that Himuro is the reason for this, Tetsuya. This Friday, we are all going shopping together. It seems that all of the generation's teammates have been having issues with their studies, but because of mine and Shintarou's efforts, we are able to spend time together. Riko-san has agreed to let you in to my Saturday practice, so plan to spend the weekend with me once more, my darling.
"I am going to Kyoto this weekend, apparently." Kuroko commented.
"Ah, I'm going to Akita. Think that Kiyoshi-senpai is the reason?" Kagami asked. Kuroko nodded. Their gentle-hearted ex-teammate was the only one that could persuade Riko and Hyuuga to allow this instead of making them practice on their own.
"Oi, Kagami, Kuroko. You guys are good to go." Hyuuga called over to them. Both nodded and rose to their feet. They shouldered their bags and left the gym, discussing what they were going to do besides practice.
"I think I should take Himuro out. Like out, out. Maybe to a nice restaurant or some fancy premier." Kagami commented. Kuroko smirked a little, shaking his head.
"Such a romantic, Kagami-kun." He teased as they stepped into Maji Burger. Kagami blushed as red as his hair and punched Kuroko's shoulder.
"Shut up! Don't go acting like Akashi doesn't spoil you all the damned time." He grumbled, sliding in to the booth. Kuroko blushed in returned, tightening his grip on his cell phone.
"…does Himuro do these things for you?" He asked. It had been on his mind for a while now. Relationships were supposed to be about two equals, but as far as Kuroko could tell, Akashi was the only one giving back. When Kagami nodded, Kuroko's felt a little guilty. Seeing his fallen expression, Kagami quickly rushed to defend him.
"Hey, don't feel bad, Kuroko. I don't think that Akashi would let you do anything for him yet. He's probably still trying to sweep you off of your feet. Himuro used to spoil me all the time, and would throw a fit if I tried to reciprocate. It wasn't until recently that I began to take the lead in our relationship. When you are ready, you'll need to plan carefully. Akashi would probably appreciate a surprise from you, but it has to be just that – a surprise." Kagami explained. Kuroko nodded, and as the waitress took their orders, he let his mind wander.
What would he even do for Akashi? He didn't exactly have a lot of money to toss around like his boyfriend. Maybe he could make him a dinner? Surprise him with some type of fancy pen or tie? Or maybe, in the distant future, he could surprise him by showing up at lunchtime with homemade bento boxes. Shaking his head, Kuroko decided to push back these thoughts for a later date.
Practice with Rakuzan was hell. Kuroko had expected it, having been under Akashi's intense training regimens before, but it was still a surprise to him just how grueling they could be. His hands were shaking as he drank greedily from his water bottle.
"Drink slowly, Tetsuya." Akashi's warm hand rested at the base of his back, and he leaned in to it, closing his eyes as he slowed down his intake of the water.
"I almost forgot about how tough being under your command can be, Akashi-kun." Kuroko said as he wiped his mouth and passed Akashi the bottle. The red-head smiled around the rim, and chuckled once it was away from his lips.
"Complaining already, Tetsuya? We're not even halfway through." He teased him. Kuroko rolled his eyes, tugging Akashi in for a kiss.
"I'm well aware. I was just voicing my thoughts." Kuroko corrected. Akashi shook his head, passing Kuroko back the bottle of water as he turned to watch over the team.
The practice moved on past the basic warmup drills and play matches to things geared towards honing their skills. Kuroko was used to fill the gap that Mayuzumi had left in the first string, and it was proven useful by how surprised Mibuchi and Hayama would be whenever he used his misdirection. Nebuya ended up catching Kuroko off guard, leading to Akashi's delight and Kuroko's annoyance.
The practice eventually ended, much to Kuroko's relief. Kuroko wandered over to Shouta, dropping down next to the male. He passed him his bottle of water, offering him an encouraging smile. Akashi was rallying the Rakuzan players in to the locker room. After the second and third strings were dismissed, he and the first string began to talk. Kuroko took a drink of his water before grabbing Akashi's and rising to his feet. He approached them, passing Akashi the bottle.
"Thank you, Tetsuya. As I was saying, Reo, you have got to work on your new pass." Akashi continued his lecture. Kuroko sipped on his water, silently observing his boyfriend interact with his teammates. Nebuya took all of the criticism with a disappointed frown on his face. Mibuchi was pouting, and occasionally kicking Hayama's shins when he would whine at Akashi. The red-head himself relayed all of his criticisms without flinching, with absolute orders and commands. The first string was dismissed and headed off to the showers shortly after. Akashi sighed softly, running a hand through his hair.
"Riko-san will be pleased by my aching muscles, Akashi-kun." Kuroko murmured, eyes trailing down to his boyfriend's abdomen as his shirt rode up as he stretched. Akashi smirked as he noticed his gaze and took off his shirt, enjoying the flush that crossed Kuroko's cheeks.
"Riko-san is not the only person pleased with me, my Tetsuya. Now come with me. We need to shower." He insisted, offering Kuroko his hand. The shadow accepted it, lacing their fingers together as they walked towards the locker rooms.
When they had changed earlier, Kuroko had been very surprised by the lavish and extravagant locker room that Rakuzan had. It was pristinely clean, the lockers were electronically locked, the shower stalls had individual heads and an area to sit, and had shampoo and soap dispensers, and a large stack of clean towels were stacked neatly next to the laundry shoot. Kuroko ignored the burning and curious gazes of the rest of the team as Akashi led him into a private stall in the back, and gently ushered him inside of it.
"Are we showering together, Akashi-kun?" Kuroko asked, managing to keep his voice steady in his hushed whispered. Akashi hummed a confirmation as he gently tugged at the bottom of Kuroko's shirt. Getting the hint, Kuroko dutifully lifted his arms, feeling his blush creep down his neck as Akashi's gaze fell upon his bare chest.
This wouldn't be the first time they had seen one another without their shirts on, let alone naked. This would be their first time since they began dating. But there was just something about this situation that made Kuroko more aware of their bare states.
"You're so beautiful, Tetsuya." Akashi's strong voice pulled Kuroko out of his embarrassed thoughts, and he shyly looked up to meet Akashi's gaze. His boyfriend's dichromatic eyes were dark with intense interest, and they seemed to bore in to Kuroko's inner thoughts. Pulling his gaze away from Akashi's, Kuroko focused on getting off the rest of his clothing. Akashi got the hint, and did the same.
Akashi turned on the water once they were stripped and their clothing was put aside, and stepped into the gently spray first. Kuroko did his best not to get lost in the mesmerizing, glistening lines of his boyfriend's attractive back, and instead focused on properly washing himself. Occasionally, Akashi would bump in to him and he would blush a bright red, and a quiet chuckle would escape his boyfriend.
Eventually, both were clean of the sweat that had covered them. Akashi switched off the water, and Kuroko grabbed their towels. They dried themselves off and wrapped the towels around their waists before then grabbing their clothing and exiting the stall. The first string was all in their showers, so they quickly dressed in their street clothes.
Kuroko was relieved when the next time he looked at his boyfriend, he was wearing clothing. He wasn't shy about his attraction to Akashi. He was proud of Akashi for many things, and his good looks were certainly one of them. He just…was embarrassed by his hormonal reactions.
Especially because Akashi didn't have the same ones.
Akashi wrapped an arm around his waist and pressed a kiss to his lips, effectively pulling him out of his thoughts. Akashi parted from his mouth with a smile, nuzzling his cheek.
"A clean Tetsuya is certainly going to be one of my favorite things to kiss." Akashi murmured softly, pressing kisses to his cheeks as he blushed. Kuroko curled in closer to Akashi, trying to hide from his own embarrassment. As he burrowed his close, he heard the other members of the first string joining them. He reluctantly pulled away from Akashi's protective hold and took his duffle bag, tossing it over his shoulder. Akashi did the same, and together they left the first string to get dressed so that Akashi could oversee the cleaning of the gym.
He found himself thoroughly distracted as his eyes landed on Akashi's ass once more. It was certainly a lovely thing to look at, clothed or otherwise. He really didn't consider himself an 'ass man,' as Aomine would refer to it. Kuroko found Akashi's most appealing feature to be his chest and shoulders. But his ass was pretty nice too. The legs that were below it were nicely filled in by lithe, strong muscles that contributed to Akashi's agility. The nice lines of Akashi's back complimented his ass as well. (Also the fact in a loose jersey, his ass can be well defined.)
Now that he thought about, the back of Akashi was just as nice to look at as the front.
"Akashi-san didn't go easy on you during this practice." Shouta's voice pulled Kuroko out of his thoughts, and he tore his gaze away from his boyfriend's ass to stare at the manager.
"I didn't expect him to. If he had, I would have returned to Tokyo tonight." Kuroko frowned. Shouta's eyes widened in surprise.
"But you're dating!" He protested.
"And I can keep up with whatever he is putting Rakuzan through. He did the same things in Teiko. I was always exhausted after those practices as well." Kuroko corrected. Shouta backed off, and simply nodded, pretending that he understood.
Kuroko returned his gaze to his boyfriend, getting lost in thought as he watched him direct and command Rakuzan. Kuroko didn't want Akashi to go easy on him because they were dating. That wasn't a fair thing to ask or suggest, and Kuroko didn't want special treatment. He was actually really proud of himself for being able to keep up on the practices.
He was sure that his boyfriend was as well. Eventually, everyone was dismissed. Akashi walked over to Kuroko, smiling down at him. Kuroko blinked up at him in response, wondering what they were going to do now.
"Let me take you out to dinner now, Tetsuya. This will be our last weekend together before we are swept away in our preliminaries." Akashi murmured. Kuroko nodded, rising to his feet.
"Shouta's notes mentioned that you have fewer rounds than I do." Kuroko commented nonchalantly as they were walking out of the gym. Akashi nodded, taking Kuroko's hand.
"We do. My preliminaries will end the weekend that you finish your quarter finals. I plan to spend the next weekend with you in Tokyo, if that is not too much trouble." Akashi said. Kuroko appreciated the phrasing of the question; it made it seem like less of an order.
"So you will be coming to watch our semis and final?" Kuroko asked for clarification. Akashi nodded a smirk on his lips.
"Of course, my darling. I want to watch you win." He said, winking at Kuroko. Kuroko grinned, squeezing his hand as his heart soared.
"I would really like that, Akashi-kun. You can stay at my house, if you want. My parents are going to be out of town. I was just going to have Kise-kun or Aomine-kun or Kagami-kun stay." He explained. Akashi's hand tightened possessively around his own, and a frown appeared on his sharp features.
"I will stay, Tetsuya. I would love to keep you and Nigou company this weekend. He and I will enjoy watching your match from the sidelines." Akashi promised. Kuroko stepped closer to Akashi, their shoulders bumping on the occasion, and felt as if he couldn't stop grinning.
Knowing that Akashi was willing to come and support a rival school, for him, and keep him company on what was sure to be a lonely weekend, meant the world to him.
"Thank you, Akashi-kun. I will be sure to make the necessary preparations." He assured the red-head. Akashi simply hummed his response as they exited Rakuzan High School.
Seirin won every one of their matches in the preliminary rounds. As Kuroko finished his last warm-up lap, he had to admit that he was a little more than anxious to end this practice, and it had nothing to do with the fact that tomorrow would be the end of the preliminaries. Seirin had, once again, qualified for the Winter Cup, much to the team's delight. So had the rest of the Generation teams. Rakuzan and Yosen had already won their preliminary tournaments, with Too, Seirin, and Shutoku competing tomorrow, and Kajiou competing tonight.
He and Akashi planned to be there to support Kise. Most of Seirin, including Kagami and Himuro, would be coming along as well.
But back to the problem at hand. The thing that Kuroko was anxious about was the fact that his boyfriend would be arriving at any time. Himuro was already sitting on the bleachers, playing with Nigou. Akashi couldn't be far behind.
He was doing a lay-up drill when Akashi arrived. He didn't see him so much as he sensed him. As he landed on his feet, the tension in the room shifted to that of unease. Riko gasped and Nigou let out a happy bark.
"Please, don't let my presence interrupt your practice. You have important matches tomorrow night." Akashi's pleasant voice commanded. Kuroko turned around, giving his boyfriend a wave, before returning to his practice. Akashi would not appreciate him breaking his pace because he appeared. Seirin seemed to practice even harder after Akashi's arrival. Akashi watched them all with his all-seeing gaze as he and Himuro shared a pleasant conversation about how their final matches went. Eventually, Seirin's practice came to a close.
"Let's wash up, Kuroko. Then we can all go out to eat." Kagami suggest, gripping on to his shoulder. Kuroko shrugged, leading his current light in to the locker room.
"I don't mind, but we will need to ask Akashi-kun first. He is staying over this weekend." Kuroko explained.
"Eh? So he's coming to our match as well, Kuroko?" Koganei asked in. Kuroko nodded, stripping off his shirt and grabbing his towel.
"Yes, Koganei-kun."
"Well now we know. Kiyoshi is coming as well." Hyuuga informed them.
"Yay!" The other second years cheered. As Izuki asked about Kiyoshi's health, Kuroko stepped under the shower, relaxing as the water rinsed away the sweat. Tonight was certainly going to be an interesting night. His house didn't have much to offer, but he hoped that Akashi would overlook that.
When he stepped out of the changing room 20 minutes later, it was to a crowd surrounding Akashi and Himuro. He made his way through, greeting Akashi with a kiss. His boyfriend returned it, shifted Nigou to one arm, and wrapped his other around Kuroko's shoulders.
"Kagami just invited us out, Tetsuya. We are going." Akashi said. Kuroko nodded, leaning in to Akashi's side as Seirin began to disperse. Kagami took Himuro's hand and they led the way to Maji Burger.
The four enjoyed a quiet evening together, in which Akashi and Kuroko observed Kagami and Himuro's relationship.
It was very different from theirs. It might have been because of their past or their personalities, or a mixture of both, but the two seemed so much closer than Akashi and Kuroko were. They finished each other's thoughts, shared their food without awkwardly bumping into one another, they had inside jokes and silent conversations.
It was something that Kuroko wanted with Akashi.
They left Kagami and Himuro in the restaurant an hour later. Nigou happily led their way home, his tail wagging happily as he trotted in front of the young couple.
"You did wonderful in your practice today." Akashi murmured as Kuroko unlocked his house. The shadow ducked his head bashfully, a smile on his lips.
"Thank you, Akashi-kun. Tomorrow we face Midorima-kun. If we win, we will face Aomine-kun. I need to be at my best." Kuroko said, his blue eyes flashing with determination. Akashi nodded, closing the door behind him. They let Nigou out back, and then made their way upstairs to Kuroko's bedroom, where they dropped their things on to his desk. Akashi pulled Kuroko in to his arms afterwards, resting his chin on the top of Kuroko's head. Kuroko cuddled closer, relaxing as Akashi's arms tightened around him.
"It's been a tough couple of weekends, Tetsuya." Akashi murmured. Kuroko nodded, nuzzling at Akashi's throat before placing kisses along the base of it, doing his best to push back his blush. He shouldn't be the one embarrassed if he was the one doing the ravishing, right?
"I've missed you, Akashi-kun. I heard about your matches. I'm so proud of you and Rakuzan." Kuroko said against his neck. Akashi tightened his grip on Kuroko, placing a kiss to the top of his head. Kuroko looked up and Akashi pressed their lips together, quickly parting Kuroko's lips with his own. Kuroko's eyes slid shut, and he moaned softly around Akashi's tongue, submitting to his boyfriend's dominating nature. He wound his arms around Akashi's neck, carefully making his way back to his bed, thankful that his blankets were neatly folded at the end of his bed. Akashi gave his bottom lip a nip before pushing him on to the mattress.
"The things that you do to me, Tetsuya." Akashi murmured, eyes blazing as they stared down at Kuroko's flushed face. Kuroko didn't respond verbally; instead, he reached up and pulled Akashi down on to his body, moaning as their groins brushed together, and he felt comforted by the weight of his boyfriend pressing him in to the mattress. (I feel that) He gripped on to the back of Akashi's shirt, arching up with a gasp when Akashi's hand slipped under his shirt. Kuroko's heart pounded in his ears as Akashi's talented fingers went to work discovering every little sensitive spot he had.
This was something familiar. After Akashi had realized that Kuroko would be open about being uncomfortable, he had done his best to push him to his limits, discovering what they were before Kuroko himself could think it over. He had touched places that Kuroko had never thought about, and some of the ones that he had.
There is no reason to discriminate some parts over others. Yes, I have my favorites, but all of you is wonderful and an adventure, Tetsuya. He had explained it one afternoon.
Kuroko had let him with a healthy blush on his cheeks.
"Akashi-kun." Kuroko moaned when Akashi's fingers began to trace one of his nipples. He pulled away from Akashi's searing kiss, tossing his head back and panting. Akashi's fingers poked and prodded, with a gentle touch that was persistent in making him come undone. He jerked beneath his boyfriend when he began to tug at the nipple, enticing it to an erect state.
"I'm going to take off your shirt, Tetsuya. I'll take off mine too." Akashi said as he pulled away. Kuroko nodded, watching Akashi remove his shirt. Having the muscles that he appreciated so close to him, in the privacy of his own home, was too much to resist and Kuroko reached forward, running a hand down the planes of Akashi's chest. His boyfriend's eyes fluttered shut, and he leaned into Kuroko's touch, encouraging his exploration.
"You're beautiful, Akashi-kun." Kuroko murmured a small grin on his face when his touch erected Akashi's nipples as well. Akashi's hand snatched his and put it above his head. An involuntary shiver ran down Kuroko's spine as his gaze met Akashi's. The lust darkening his dichromatic eyes was something unfamiliar, and had a dangerous edge to it. When Akashi looked at him like that, it sent his heart racing. He felt like Akashi was about to pounce on him, ravish him and eat him as if he were some type of prey, and Akashi was a fierce predator.
Kuroko liked that.
"Don't move." Akashi ordered. "Remove your shirt and then do not move from that spot, Tetsuya."
Kuroko did as he was told, his body hyper-aware of Akashi's intense stare. Once his chest was bare, Akashi leaned down to drape over his body once more. The new feeling of skin-to-skin contact had Kuroko's throat tightening, and when Akashi's nipples brushed against his chest as he shifted, Kuroko's hardening cock twitched. He reached about his head, gripping on to his pillow to keep his hands from fidgeting. Akashi nuzzled the side of his face, placing tender kisses along his cheek.
"Akashi-kun, I-" Kuroko started to say. He was cut off as Akashi kissed him again. Instead of the intensity that he was expecting, it was slow, something softer and tender. His heart jumped to his throat and his eyes slid shut, lips parting easily when Akashi's tongue slid in to his mouth, wrapping around his own. Kuroko shifted under Akashi, feeling content and protected. When Akashi shifted away, a whimpered protest escaped Kuroko before he could stop it.
"Shh, Tetsuya. Let me take care of you. Do you trust me?" Akashi asked when their lips parted. Kuroko wrapped his arms around Akashi's neck, connecting their gazes. His fingers curled around Akashi's red strands, and he gave an affirmative tug at them.
"Yes, Akashi-kun, I do. I do trust you." He promised, leaning up to nuzzle Akashi's nose and softly press their lips together. Akashi returned his tender kiss before pressing him into the pillows. He placed a few more soft kisses to Kuroko's mouth before moving over to his right cheek. He trailed his kisses over to his jaw and then up to his ear, where he nipped at the flesh. Kuroko sucked in a gasp at the sharp sting of pain, his eyes sliding shut with pleasure when Akashi began to suck and lick at the place where he bit, his tongue apologizing for his teeth's sharp actions.
He moved on down his neck, doing much the same. The marks that Akashi left under his ear were the worst, and Akashi did his best to keep it just beneath Kuroko's hairline. As he moved on to his collarbones, Kuroko could tell by the sting of the love bite that it wouldn't be leaving anytime soon.
Strangely enough, the idea made him smile.
"Akashi-kun." Kuroko moaned when Akashi's lips closed around his nipple. Akashi smirked, tugging the nub between his teeth. He pulled back, running his tongue over it before gently blowing, a smirk on his handsome face when Kuroko shuddered beneath him. He returned his mouth to the nipple, teeth enclosing on it a bit tighter than before. Kuroko arched into the feeling, seeking refuge in the heat of his boyfriend's mouth. Akashi sucked on that one as he reached up and began to entice the other. Once he deemed them sensitive enough, Akashi began to trail his kisses lower. Kuroko watched, unable to tear his eyes away as Akashi nuzzled, nipped, and sucked his way down his abdomen, the little red bites stinging in his wake.
Akashi had a way of making him feel beautiful. Kuroko wasn't usually a self-conscious person. He just felt that he was surrounded by people far more attractive than he was. And for the one that he admired the most to enjoy all of him meant a hell of a lot to Kuroko.
When he worshipped him like this, Kuroko could almost believe that Akashi really did love him.
And it wasn't that he didn't love him, Kuroko mused as Akashi began to nibble below his belly button. He knew, rationally, that Akashi loved him. That this wasn't a fling, and that it was actually more serious than most people thought. But sometimes, on some of his darker days, he questioned himself and his ability to keep Akashi happy and satisfied. And in times like these, he felt silly for doubting it.
When he reached the hem of his pants, Kuroko tensed. He could do this. This was Akashi. He trusted this man with…just about everything, really. This was the next step-
"Tetsuya, look at me." Akashi's soft voice pulled him out of his growing panic attack. Kuroko forced himself to open his eyes, and his throat tightened with the sight before him.
His boyfriend had mastered the art of a poker face long ago. Just because the Generation could read his moods did not mean that Akashi was an open book.
As he hovered over his crotch, Akashi was looking up at Kuroko with the most emotion he had seen on his boyfriend's handsome face. His mouth was turned down in a concerned frown that matched the look in his eyes. He was not actually touching Kuroko, and had put a few inches between them to give them space.
"Our next move is up to you, my darling." He promised. Kuroko nodded, doing his best to fight back his panic. Akashi wouldn't do anything until he gave the say-so. He wouldn't push his hand or guilt him in to it. This was his decision if he wanted to make this next step.
And god did he.
With a shaking hand, Kuroko reached out and cupped the back of Akashi's head.
"Kiss me first?" He requested, blushing in mortification at how shaky his voice was. Akashi's gaze grew serious and determined and he nodded, and moved forward to press their lips together. Kuroko quickly entered Akashi's mouth, attempting to distract himself from his nerves by taking his boyfriend's breath away. Akashi must have sensed that, as he let Kuroko control the kiss, even as his hands began to undo his pants. Kuroko closed his eyes, sliding his tongue along Akashi's smooth teeth, gasping when his boyfriend's tongue flicked playfully against his own.
When Akashi's hand made its way in to his boxers, Kuroko froze once more. Akashi stilled in response. Forcing his way past his initial flight reaction, Kuroko moved his hips up, seeking Akashi's touch, making him crave it, even if it terrified him.
What if he wasn't what Akashi expected? Wanted? What if he wanted the favor returned? All of those doubts were swept away when Akashi's fingers brushed his cock for the first time. It was more of a shock than crashing pleasure, but that first spark had Kuroko's mouth breaking away from Akashi's so that he could moan, his head dropping back on to the pillow. Without giving him time to adjust, Akashi's slim fingers wrapped around his cock, gently tugging it free from his boxers.
"Lift your hips, Tetsuya." Akashi commanded, and Kuroko was sure that his boyfriend smirked when he obeyed. Akashi slid away his boxers as he began to stroke his cock. After a few initial strokes, Akashi found the angle that worked best and Kuroko relaxed onto the bed, his body flushing with arousal at long last.
"Akashi-kun." Kuroko moaned, blushing when he realized it, and covered his mouth with the back of his hand. Akashi let out a deep chuckle that sent a surge of arousal straight to Kuroko's dick.
"Don't cover your mouth, Tetsuya. I want to hear every sound I pull from you. And trust me I will find all of them." Akashi promised, leaning down to wrap his lips around one of Kuroko's nipples. Kuroko gasped, thrusting into Akashi's hand at the double simulation.
"Please do!" He gasped out, closing his eyes once more. Akashi's fingers shifted on his cock, and his thumb slid over the top of it, smearing the precome. The air cooled the liquid, and the contrast caused Kuroko to let out another moan, his mind rapidly unraveling as his boyfriend milked him for all that he was worth.
This was so much different than the hand jobs he had received in the past. It was more intimate and personal, and Kuroko wanted it so much more than he had the others. He had been nervous in the beginning, but now, as he thrusted his hips to match Akashi's strokes, he sure as hell wasn't any longer.
"You too, Akashi-kun." Kuroko demanded, reaching up and grasping on to his sheets as Akashi's hand began to increase its pace. Akashi leaned forward and kissed him, swallow his whine of disapproval when he let go of his cock.
"As you wish, Tetsuya." The red-head murmured in to his mouth before curling their tongues together once more. Akashi's hands brushed Kuroko's naked thighs as he reached down to undo his own pants, quickly and efficiently kicking them away. When Akashi's cock brushed his for the first time, Kuroko's eyes snapped open with the intent of looking down between them. However, he found himself melting in Akashi's gaze. It was full of warm affection and a little bit of concern, and great deal of lust. It caused the pool of arousal in Kuroko's gut to tighten, and he placed a tender kiss to Akashi's lips before pulling away to look down between them for the first time. His cheeks heated when he did.
Akashi was…very gifted.
"Akashi-kun." He breathed, taking in his boyfriend's glistening dick.
And to think, he had done that to him.
With that in mind, Kuroko gathered as much courage as he could and made a decision. Ignoring his suddenly pounding heart and Akashi's burning, curious gaze, Kuroko reached down and slid their cocks together in his grasp. Akashi's dick twitched alongside his own, and he shivered with delight.
"It's so warm." Kuroko commented. Akashi's lips pressed against his forehead before his boyfriend's met his own.
"I'm going to guide us." Akashi stated. Kuroko nodded, and he blushed when Akashi's hand covered his. This private moment was one that would help him stay awake at night for weeks to come, he was sure.
It was about the intimacy, Kuroko would later reflect. Seeing the proof that they shared a mutual trust and attraction between them, in the flesh for the first time, in the most intimate way possible, meant the world to him. He nodded, nuzzling Akashi's nose, smiling when their mingling breath added an extra amount of warmth between them. Akashi pressed another kiss to his lips as he began to guide their hands in a steady pace. Kuroko's moans resumed, accompanied by quiet grunts from Akashi, with the occasional pleased sigh tossed in there. Kuroko loved all of them, and he placed his kisses along Akashi's cheek so that he could hear them.
As they grew closer to their climax, Akashi's hand did all the work, as Kuroko's went along for the ride. His gasps grew erratic, and as he began to reach his peak, he called for Akashi and was rewarded with a deep kiss. Between the tongue in his mouth and the movements on his dick, it didn't take long for Kuroko to come. He spilled his seed between them, Akashi's name on his lips. A few more strokes and Akashi joined him, returning the favor. Kuroko kissed him through it, slow and tender and as deep as he dared. Akashi pushed them back against Kuroko's pillows, his come covered hand gripping on to his hip as the clean one reached up to thread through Kuroko's hair. Kuroko's hand released their dicks and he wrapped his arms around Akashi's waist, leisurely winding their tongues together as Akashi dominated his mouth. When they pulled apart, a light blush of residual embarrassment dusted Kuroko's cheeks. Akashi offered him a genuine smile, and he kissed him chastely before pulling away. (Ok, done laughing)
"Let me get us something to clean us up." Akashi insisted. Kuroko nodded, sitting up as well.
"My wash cloths are in a basket beside my sink. Do you want me to grab a pair of your boxers, Akashi-kun?" Kuroko asked, eyes landing on his boyfriend's glorious ass as he walked away.
"Please, Tetsuya." Akashi said, and when Kuroko looked up to meet his eyes, he winked. Kuroko blushed, looking away and rummaging in his drawers for his own clean pair of boxers. Akashi returned as Kuroko was pulling out his boxers. He smacked his ass, causing Kuroko to let out a surprised yelp. A soft cackle let Akashi, and Kuroko turned to him with a pout.
"Akashi-kun, that stings." He said. Akashi shook his head, taking the boxers from him and pressing a washcloth in to his hands instead.
"I have minimal regrets, my Tetsuya. I'm already clean. I'll slip these on and change your sheets. Where are your spares?" Akashi asked. Kuroko told him where they were as he wiped himself down. A bark from downstairs reminded him of Nigou, and he quickly finished up and slipped on his boxers.
"I am going to let Nigou inside." He called over his shoulder as he exited the room. He let the dog inside, who barked happily in greeting before trotting over to his food bowl. Kuroko smiled at his companion before shutting and locking the back door. He turned towards the kitchen once more, jumping when Akashi was suddenly in front of him.
"You are too quiet, Akashi-kun." Kuroko chided, even as he leaned in to Akashi's warm when his arms slid around his hips.
"And you are too thin. Are you skipping meals again, Tetsuya?" Akashi asked a stern glare on his face. Kuroko avoided his gaze, ducking his head in to the crook of his neck.
"…not intentionally. I will try and be better about eating, Akashi-kun. Will you make me breakfast tomorrow morning?" Kuroko asked, hoping that a request would distract his boyfriend. Akashi released him and headed for his cupboards instead, so it either worked or Akashi was letting the subject drop for now.
The two didn't remain in the kitchen much longer after that. They decided on what they would have the next morning and grabbed some snacks before making their way to the living room. Akashi turned on the news and the two cuddled up on Kuroko's couch under one of the blankets, with Nigou on Akashi's lap, and discussed some of the more interesting stories. As Kuroko cuddled in closer as the weather started, a thought occurred to him. He looked up at Akashi, nuzzling his chin to get his attention.
"Yes, Tetsuya?" Akashi asked. Kuroko traced circles on Akashi's hip as he gathered his thoughts.
"Ano…I really liked what we did earlier, Akashi-kun." He said, meeting Akashi's gaze. The red-head's lips quirked with amusement, and he pressed a quick kiss to Kuroko's lips.
"So did I, Tetsuya, so did I. It will happen from now on, as often as I can get away with it." He admitted. Kuroko blushed at that promise, and nodded, cuddling in closer to his warmth.
"Please do." He said, and the two fell silent once more, watching the forecast for the weekend.
When Seirin, Akashi, Himuro, and Nigou arrived at the stadium, they quickly were surrounded by photographers. Akashi and Kagami were the only two unaffected, and the rest were a mixture of confused and uncomfortable.
"Kurokocchi!" Kise's voice called out from somewhere nearby the entrance of the building. The flashes gave a brief pause as their wielders discussed whether it was actually Kise, and in that moment, the blonde appeared. He pulled Kuroko in to a tight embrace, babbling on about his winning toss last night.
"Ryouta, lets head inside so that we can meet the others." Akashi's arm snaked around Kuroko's waist, tugging him out of Kise's arms.
"Agreed, Ryou. Let's go." Aomine appeared next, grabbing Kise's elbow. He nodded a greeting to Akashi and Kuroko, and then led the group away from the cameras.
Inside the building was currently closed off to the public, and the excited sounds of the crowd outside was muffled. Akashi stepped away from Seirin, and as if he were a homing beacon, the rest of the Generation surrounded him.
"Tetsu-kun!" Momoi chirped as she and Murasakibara joined them. Midorima was close behind them.
"Best of luck today, everyone. Ryouta, Atsushi, Nigou, and I will be watching you from the stands. Shintarou, Daiki, and Tetsuya, I expect you to do your best." Akashi ordered. The three nodded, eyes flashing with determination.
"Fine."
"The only one who can beat me is me."
"Yes, Akashi-kun."
Satisfied, Akashi told the others about where their seats were. As they left, Akashi took Kuroko's hands in to his own.
"Are you nervous?" Akashi asked. Kuroko shrugged, looking down at their hands.
"Pre-match jitters. I'm not worried about whether we can win or lose. We will win." He declared. When he looked up, Akashi's eyes were shining with pride, and a smug smirk was on his face.
"Oi, Kuroko, we're heading to the locker room now." Kagami's voice sounded from the other side of the hallway. Kuroko nodded, releasing Akashi's hands. Akashi pressed their lips together briefly before scooping up Nigou and helping him in to his carrying bag.
"For luck, my love. Find me after the match. I will join you in the locker room." Akashi promised.
"Thanks. I'll see you later, Akashi-kun." Kuroko promised. He patted Nigou's head, and then walked away, waving at Himuro as he passed him. As he joined Kagami's side, he set his mind on the upcoming match.
As the final buzzer sounded, Kuroko watched with baited breath as his ball sank through the net. Instantly, the sound of cheering fans filled his ears, and Kagami's arm was around his neck, the male letting out a triumphant war cry. Kuroko grinned widely, thrusting his fist in the air. Around him, the rest of Seirin was gathering, congratulating one another. In the distance, they could faintly hear Aomine's buzzer going off as well, signaling that on the other court, his team had won.
Seirin gathered in front of Shutoku, and everyone thanked one another, shaking hands.
"Good game, Kagami, Kuroko." Midorima said.
"Shin-chan is right! It was a really great match! We'll return the favor at the Interhigh!" Takao declared. Kagami and Kuroko shared a look, promising one another that this wouldn't happen on their watch. As the teams dispersed, the crowd and the media began to enter the court. Typically, Kuroko would hide behind Kagami and make his way to the locker room. However, a few American fans swarmed Kagami, putting a wall between them. Shrugging it off, Kuroko turned away from Kagami and began to make his way towards the locker room. He paused, remembering Akashi, and tried to look for him. Spotting red, he tried to wave and call for him.
"Akashi-kun!" He called. The red-head had a hand on the back of Kise's neck, keeping him in place, with Himuro and Murasakibara hovering behind. A group of tall people blocked his path suddenly. With a frustrated frown, Kuroko moved around them, and his heart dropped with dread.
They were no longer there.
"Akashi-kun!" He tried again. He moved a few feet forward, only to get pushed back. "Akashi-kun!" He tried once more, hoping that the reporters wouldn't get closer to him and hear him trying to find his boyfriend.
After a few more minutes of staying in the same five feet of space, Kuroko began to panic. He no longer spotted any of Shutoku or Seirin, and Murasakibara was nowhere to be spotted amongst the other people. It would make sense if Akashi had headed towards the locker rooms.
"Akashi-kun!" He tried once more, heart racing with panic as he tried to make his way to the locker room. He got pushed out of the way, and he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. Maybe his first name would work? It would at least draw less attention to himself from the reporters beside him.
"Seijuurou-kun!" He tried instead.
Apparently it did.
"I'm here, Tetsuya. Atsushi, clear us a path. Kise, do not leave Himuro's side." Akashi ordered. The relief that crashed over Kuroko must have been obvious because Akashi's expression softened. "You're alright now, my love. Let's get to Seirin." He insisted, wrapping a protective arm around Kuroko's waist.
"I'm sorry I called you by your first name just now." Kuroko murmured, his cheeks heating with embarrassment. Akashi's body shook with laughter, and he smirked.
"Never apologize for that, my love. In fact, you should do it more often." He insisted. Kuroko shook his head, eyes wide with horror.
"But Akashi-kun is Akashi-kun. At least for now." He added in a hushed whispered. Pleased, Akashi tightened his grip on Kuroko. They managed make their way to the locker room swiftly, with Murasakibara branching off to the nearby vending machine. Kise skipped down the hall to Aomine's locker room.
"Himuro, I was beginning to worry." Kagami said first as they entered the room. Kuroko guessed that it was in English because he could only understand Himuro's name. Akashi arm left his waist, and Kuroko began to change.
"Kuroko, you're late!" Riko chided.
"With that crowd, it's no wonder." Kiyoshi commented, smiling a bit when Himuro dropped a kiss on to Kagami's forehead, praising him in English for their win.
"We had to use Atsushi's height. Riko-san, do you have a spare water bottle? Nigou could use a drink of water." Akashi ordered, helping the dog out of the bag. Riko gave him one immediately, and Akashi pulled out Nigou's bowl.
"Alright guys, let's get started." Hyuuga said as he clapped his hands. With that, Seirin focused on their Captain's post-match speech.
It was a common occurrence for Kuroko to wake in the middle of the night. When he was younger, it was because his parents were fighting. Now, it was years of that experience having conditioned him.
He awoke at 2:30 on the dot, pleasantly warm and comfortable. Akashi was pressed against his back, with a protective arm around his abdomen. His soft breathing fanned the back of Kuroko's neck and he rolled over to face the hopefully sleeping red-head. As he moved, he noted that he had been sleeping on Akashi's arm, and winced, making a note to apologize in the morning.
As he settled back in against Akashi's warmth, he tossed an arm over Akashi as well. He nuzzled in to his chest, a content sigh escaping him. He had just closed his eyes when Akashi's hand flattened against his back, pulling him in even closer.
"Are you alright?" Kuroko jumped at the unexpected question, and his eyes flew open, looking up to meet Akashi's concerned ones. He nodded, pressing a kiss to Akashi's lips.
"I usually wake up around this time of night. I have for years." He promised. Akashi nodded.
"Your parents." He stated. Kuroko nodded, resting his head back on Akashi's arm. They were silent for a few minutes before Kuroko thought of a random question.
"Akashi-kun?" He asked quietly.
"Yes, Tetsuya?" He asked.
"Why is this eye a different color than the other? At times, it appears bright golden color. At others, it is a lighter version of your other." He asked, reaching up to gently press his finger under the eye he was referring to.
Akashi let out a soft yawn and rolled over and on to his back. Kuroko moved so that he was leaning over him, staring at the eye in question as Akashi gathered his explanation.
"The Akashi family, many generations ago, was involved in a civil war in Northern Japan. At the time, the head of the family was pregnant with the next heir. The stress of it put a strain on both of them, but she had to remain strong. It is rumored that the strain caused a mutation in the eye color of the family to become a dominant trait, because the child that was born had the same issue, and dealt with the same war. His wife was pregnant during the tail end of the war. The child was also born with these eyes.
For the next couple of generations, as we migrated from the North to the central part of the country, in times of stress, the 'Emperor's Eye' would awaken in the head of the family, or any heirs. It is said to cause episodes of heightened awareness, and temporary insanity.
We began to manage it better, and with the new technological advantages, it was dormant for years. My mother explained to me when I was very young that this was a gift, not a deformity, as my father would call it. I agree with her. I am better now that I have learned to control it, and it seems to change depending on my moods, just as one with Hazel eyes." He explained. Kuroko mulled over this information, and in his absentminded state, he traced the lines of Akashi's face.
"Thank you for explaining this to me, Akashi-kun. I'm glad that you have this gift. It makes you even more powerful because of it." He stated without thinking. When Akashi chuckled in amusement, he retraced his words and then blushed bright red, hiding in Akashi's side. His boyfriend rolled over, giving him a better place to hide his burning face.
"You have a bit of a power kink then, my darling." Akashi teased. Kuroko nodded, not really seeing the point in hiding it.
"I suppose I do. I really enjoy watching you take complete command of a group of people or situation, and making things happen exactly as you want them to." He murmured in to Akashi's chest, refusing to look up at him. Akashi's hand cupped the back of his head, keeping him against his chest.
"This was a good thing to discover. When I am ruling something, I will try and have you nearby then, Tetsuya." He teased. Kuroko simply shook his head, embarrassment coloring his cheeks as Akashi let out a soft chuckle.
As they drifted off to sleep, Kuroko was just thankful that this information came out in the privacy of his room.
Kuroko sat in one of those 'if you can eat 50+ steaks, all of your food will be free' places with Seirin, Akashi, Murasakibara, Himuro, and Nigou the next day. He was pointedly not watching Kagami and Murasakibara eat as Akashi was pointedly reminding him to eat every last crumb on his own plate. Himuro was eating his own meal next to Kuroko, smiling fondly every time Kagami picked up a new plate.
After everyone but the two eating monsters were finished, Akashi called everyone's attention to him.
"I have a word of advice, Seirin." He declared. Kuroko and Seirin turned to Akashi with surprised eyes. "Daiki is a dear and beloved friend of mine, and the next time you have a match with him, I will do this with Touou instead. However, I am here with Tetsuya. Beware of Daiki. He is more powerful than ever, as he is happier than he has been in a very long time. When we went shopping with him on Friday, Tetsuya and I noticed just how happy he has become." Akashi said, glancing at his boyfriend. Kuroko nodded, catching on to his train of thought.
"Nothing is more dangerous on the court than an off the court happy Aomine-kun. Teiko was at its peak because of Aomine-kun being happy." Kuroko confirmed.
"We should remain on our toes, and play the defense?" Riko suggested. Akashi nodded, an impressed smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.
"Yes, exactly. But in the last quarter, at the final minute, push for as much offense as possible. That is how you will win this match." He declared. Kagami swallowed his last bite of steak, and grinned at Kuroko.
"We'll win anyway, right Kuroko?" He asked, offering Kuroko his fist. Kuroko nodded, bumping his first in return.
"Yes, Kagami-kun."
With 0.1 second on the clock, Kagami managed to jump high enough to knock the ball out of Aomine's hand, stopping him from scoring a match deciding point. The two landed on the court as the bell rang, signaling the end of the match. The fans immediately began to cheer, and the media's cameras and announcers began to do their celebrations or recoveries, depending on what team they were supporting. Kuroko approached Aomine, offering him his hand and a smile on his face.
"What a good match, Aomine-kun." He said. Aomine let out a resigned sigh, accepting his hand.
"It was, wasn't it, Tetsu? You should just transfer to Touou." He teased. Kuroko shook his head, stepping back from Aomine to start lining up with Seirin.
After their lineup, Kuroko quickly approached the bench. Akashi had decided to be on the court with Riko, ready to keep Kuroko grounded if he became upset. It hadn't been necessary, but Kuroko appreciated the thought.
"What a great job, Tetsuya. I am so proud of you." The red-head declared, rising from the bench. He pulled Kuroko in close, regardless of his sweaty state, and pressed a kiss to his lips. Kuroko's eyes slid shut and he returned the kiss, wrapping his arms around his neck. They were interrupted by a reporter taking a picture of them.
"Want an interview?" The guy offered. The two shared a glance, and when Akashi nodded, Kuroko shrugged and dropped his arms from Akashi's neck, moving to stand by his side instead.
After introducing them, the reporter began his questions.
"We were not aware that the two of you were together. I think that your respective fans will have a lot to say about this." The reporter stated. Akashi nodded his agreement.
"I am sure that they will. I want to disband a few rumors, and when you send a copy of this to my PR representative, we will post this for the public. First of all, Tetsuya is not a phase. He is not a fling. I love this man with everything that I am, and if anyone has a problem with him, then they should consider themselves my enemy. Disrespect to this man will mean disrespecting the Akashi family." He declared. "Next, neither of our performances will suffer from this. Tetsuya recently participated in my practice, and I managed to horrify my manager with how hard I pushed him. If I were to practice with Seirin, I would do the same. Our relationship and our professional rivalries are two separate entities that will not affect the other." Kuroko nodded, cutting in gently.
"Akashi-kun is correct. On the court, my biggest problem will be that he is my old Captain. I run the risk of falling into line with that if anything. I don't think of him as my boyfriend when we are in a match. He is a rival."
"Tetsuya will not be joining me at Rakuzan. He will remain with Seirin, and neither of our academics will falter because of our relationship. We are simply two young men who met with a common interest and have now formed a relationship. Tetsuya is my best friend and confidant, and I couldn't be happier with the situation." Akashi said with a smile. It brought one to Kuroko's face as well, and he turned towards the reporter.
"That makes two of us, Akashi-kun. We ask that everyone be happy for us as well." He finished. The reporter nodded, and then began to gear his questions about the match and the preliminaries in general. As he answered his questions with ease, Kuroko didn't even stop to think that he had referred to them as we until Akashi brought it up at dinner that night.
"I did?" He asked, surprised. Akashi nodded, setting down his fork and using his napkin to dab at his mouth.
"You did. To know that it was a subconscious action makes it even better. Thank you for being honest, my love." Akashi teased. Kuroko blushed, pointedly staring down at his plate.
"Hush, Akashi-kun." He tried to curtail his boyfriend's smug amusement. They finished their main entrees before either spoke again.
"Tetsuya? You are awfully quiet." Akashi commented. Kuroko's hand sought his, gripping it tightly.
"I am feeling a bit anxious, Akashi-kun. I feel like something bad is going to happen when you leave tonight." He admitted. Akashi's other hand cupped his, and he shook his head.
"Nothing we can't handle, my love. Everything will be just fine. After tonight, we will be together again next weekend, when you join me in Kyoto." Akashi promised. Kuroko nodded, despite the sinking feeling in his gut.
As he kissed Akashi goodnight and goodbye on his front doorstep, the nagging feeling that something terrible was going to happen grew.
Watching his boyfriend's car drive away, Kuroko hoped that he was just being paranoid.
A/N: I hope you liked the bullshit reason I made up for Akashi's heterochromatic eye color! I was very proud of myself. Also, the history of the Akashi family will continue to be revealed as we dive deeper and deeper in to this fic ^-^
Next chapter: Another first our favorite OTP~