Notes: Due to moving... to JAPAN I haven't been online much recently. But now that I'm settled and have my affairs in order I'll be back to uploading at least once a week. Much thanks.
Pulling Hinata away from the small pit of glowing coals, Daichi was in too good for a mood to be mad. It was Saturday and the day had started off swimmingly and the evening was going just as well. Having Suga arrive early enough for a breakfast out, they had spent a morning of mild chaos, happily chatting and engaging in play with their boys. Volleyball had been fun and interactive, both Nishinoya and Asahi were working well within the team. Asahi had even been in a different training group and there had been smiles and high fives all round.
On the drive home, Daichi asked the question he'd been aching to ask since the weekend previous.
"Do you think the boys would like a sleepover?" Humming as he checked over his shoulder and merged into the second lane, Suga shrugged.
"Maybe." Feeling a little disheartened at the lack of an immediate yes, Daichi nodded slowly and let the topic drop. Sensing his friend's sudden silence and disappointment, Suga reached out blindly and patted his knee. Hitting a little further up on his thigh to be considered comforting, but he didn't apologise. "I'll explain when we get home. Maybe just dinner and see how everything goes okay?" Pleased by his words and the soft caress of his inner thigh, Daichi enjoyed the sensation before pulling on his belt and turning around to inform Nishinoya that it was inside voice time and no more yelling.
Letting the kids run wild in the back yard, four new sets of bubble wands in hand, Suga and Daichi settled on the back steps. Watching Kageyama get frustrated at his lack of bubbles, Daichi nudged Suga's shoulder, prompting him to continue their conversation from the car.
"It can be at your house if that helps, I just thought having some dinner, maybe a barbecue here or something." Humming Suga leant back on his hands, watching Nishinoya and Asahi run around in circles, chasing their bubbles before they hit the ground.
"Truthfully we haven't been through sleepovers yet. I'm not too sure how Asahi would go with them. He gets really funny sometimes, especially around bedtime." Clearing his throat as he struggled to phase his next question right, without sounding like a massive creep, Daichi went ahead anyway.
"Well you can stay over to, if you'd like. Just to see how the boys go." The surprise on Suga's face quickly morphed into a grin as he nodded.
"That could work, should I bring my pyjamas?" Laughing as he fought down the blush rising in his cheeks, Daichi shrugged.
"You'll just have to wait and see. It's up to you."
Hearing the slam of the van door, Daichi yelled for Nishinoya to come in from outside and get ready to answer the door. Listening to door bell ring, Daichi leant in the doorway as Nishinoya ran through his door opening routine. He had taught the young one stranger danger recently especially when answering the door. Letting Hinata in on the run through as the toddler joined him, Nishinoya asked who it was before opening the door. Suga's calm and clear reply was almost right on script and so with a single look over his shoulder at his father, Nishinoya tugged the handle open. Squealing as he saw Asahi, Nishinoya all but tackled the larger boy, a bundle of blankets and pillows wedged between them.
"Are you moving in?" Daichi assumed Suga must be behind the layers of blankets and bursting bags that was struggling its way inside. A bumbling Kageyama brought up the near, volleyball under one arm, dragging a small duffel bag in the other.
"I wasn't sure if you had extra linen." Directing them to the lounge room, Daichi helped create a pile of blankets to free Suga's arms. It was doubtless the most shaken he'd seen the smaller man. Usually so composed and relaxed, his pale cheeks were flushed pink and his hair stuck out against its usual form.
"I think we'll be fine for tonight. Thank you though." Offering him a plastic bag for the kitchen, Suga glanced around to locate his little ones before dropping his bags on the floor and flopping down on the near by sofa.
"I think I went a little crazy." Pouting up at Daichi as he came back from the kitchen, the silver haired man held his arms open wide, beckoning him in for a hug. Grinning Daichi seized up the sofa before slipping down, swinging his legs over Suga's lap and wrapping his arms around the slim man's shoulders.
"That's okay, just a bit out of your comfort zone. Don't worry, tonight will be fun." Humming as he nuzzled Daichi's chest, Suga slide his hands up the board man's back.
"Yeah I know, just need to calm down a little." Pausing, his hands braced the muscles of Daichi's shoulders, squeezing gently. "Still a little tense I see." His eyes gleaming, Suga tickled the nape his friend's neck, watching him squirm. "Maybe I'll make good on that promise tonight." Unable to stop the blush that flared up, Daichi tucked his face in close to Suga's neck, refusing to look like an embarrassed school girl.
"Cuddle cuddle cuddle." Tearing around the corner, Kageyama in his wake, Hinata bumped into the padded sofa leg before clambering up Suga's leg and perching himself between the two. "Cuddle" he repeated firmly, demanding hugs from both his father and Suga. Kissing his cheeks fondly as he heaved the boy across to his lap to make room for the struggling climber Kageyama, Daichi keep his stance, linked closely to Suga as they showered affection upon their boys.
"Where's Asahi? Where's Nishinoya?" Asking the ever stony faced Kageyama, but receiving no response, Daichi chuckled a little.
"Outside outside outside." Pointing eagerly outside, Hinata bounced up and down, smiling. "Yama, outside." Cocking his head to the side, the steely eyed youngster nodded, looking to his father to be let down.
"I guess we should go join them then." Gently dropping his son to the floor and watching him toddle off, Suga nodded.
"I guess we should and leave cuddles for later."
Cooling a cob of corn with a gentle blow, Suga held it straight up for Hinata so the young one could munch with vigour.
"You want a beer?" Manoeuvring the feasting babe so the corn sat more comfortable around his tender gums, the slim man hummed.
"Sure, why not. But be warned, I'm a bit weak when it comes to booze." Turning on his heel, Daichi tried to hide his smile. He'd betted on this, on Suga being a lightweight. It was a little sad to admit, but with them both more relax and comfortable he was sure their night would run more smoothly. Leaving the barbecue in capable hands, Daichi went straight to the fridge, retrieving a couple of beers as well a packet of juice boxes to be shared among the boys.
Passing the beer to Suga and popping the straw in the box before handing it to Hinata, Daichi passed out juice boxes to the trio that approached him and inquired about their readiness for dinner.
"I want meat." Nishinoya exclaimed, striding over to the wire rack and pointing at the largest bit of beef he could find. "That one."
"You can have some meat and some vegetables," his father compromised, helping a struggling Kageyama sup from his straw. Frowning, the fiery little boy shook his head and stamped his foot.
"I want meat, just meat."
"Asahi wants vegetables," Suga cut in smoothly, cracking the top off his beer as he did. "Isn't that right Asahi?" Nodding but unsure, the tall boy looked torn between agreeing with his father and wanting to keep his friend happy.
"Yes" he said quietly, cramming his straw in his mouth and sucking hard to avoid any further augment. Huffing Nishinoya frowned at his father, refusing to admit defeat even though he'd been out voted.
"It'll be tasty, just put enough sauce on it and you won't even know the difference." Daichi assured him, readying paper plates and turning the meat a final time.
Serving dinner was a quite affair and after forcing Nishinoya to eat some vegetables with sauce, Daichi settled back with his own meal. Watching Hinata chew at a tough bit of steak, he sipped at his beer slowly. Perched on one of the abandoned lawn chairs of some past tenant had left, the taller man put up his feet with a small sigh. Stomach full and happy babies loitering, the backyard fell into a lull of comfortable silence.
"My compliments to the chef." Collecting their empty plates, Suga made about handing out a set of small cakes and treats to keep the kids happy. Smiling and at ease, the slim man sat down beside his friend, polishing off his beer as he did. The balance on the old lawn chair struggled and creak for a moment, but resettled as Suga laid down, stretched out along its length. "It's been a while since I had a drink."
"Oh?" Daichi was only half listening, his attentions were currently torn between his desire to watch his adorable little ones with their playmates and the slowly trailing hand running up and down his thigh.
"Yeah, never really had time or the will to once the boys came along. It's hard when you're doing it alone. I mean when I was staying with my folks I was fine, but otherwise there was never time." Daichi knew all about that, and it was why his time spent in his home town was such a special treat. But now with both of them on watch, there was no need to worry.
"Yeah, it's nice every now and again." Shivering slightly as Suga slid closer, the taller man on reflex reached out and looped an arm around his shoulder.
"I get a bit handsy though." Laughing as Suga's statement was backed up with a subtle squeeze, Daichi felt his cheeks flush. Craning his head to side, he pressed a small kiss to Suga's silvery hair.
"I would have never noticed. Perhaps," he said letting his voice drop an octave. "You can leave more of that for tonight. You still owe me a massage remember?" The look of heated surprise in the other man's whisky eyes quickly morphed into a dark golden amber that worked wonders for his libido.
"It was a promise," Suga said seriously, his cheek a little pink with alcohol and arousal. "You just have to keep your end of the deal." Unable to hold back the shiver that ran through him, Daichi bent down to lick the tip of the smaller man's ear. The tip of his tongue lapping gently at the arch and shell, finishing with a small bite and a soft breath, sat back content at the hitch in Suga's breathing and the tension working its way into his shoulders.
"I promise to make good."
Settling the boys for bed was about as hard as Daichi had expected. Hyped up on sugar and excitement, it had taken two whole movies for the smaller boys to nod off and hot chocolate for the older boys accompanied by a cuddle and a story. Three beers and a relatively confident swagger later, Daichi pulled a fussing Suga away from the boy's room and down the hall.
"Do you think they'll sleep okay? Asahi gets so funny when he's not in his own room."
"They'll be fine," the board man assured him, steering him away from the wall and into his bedroom. Had he known he would be having such a guest in his presences he would have cleaned up better. He'd thought about the possibility of having Suga stay with him, but he didn't ever think he'd be like this and not in such an eager fashion.
Handsy had been the slim man's way of describing his condition while drinking and Daichi couldn't agree more. Not that he minded of course. It was just such a strange experience after so many years of loneliness. At the various points throughout the evening, he'd felt the touch of fingers running up and down his body. His neck, his wrists, along his hips and chest, no place was safe from the eager Suga and his affection. Snuggled together on the sofa watching the end of another masterpiece of a Ghibli film, those teasing hands had taken a much more sensual tone.
Nothing too extreme, although Daichi had at one point worried the other man would all but jump him on the sofa, kids in the room and all. Instead without little hesitation or warning, those sly hands dipped under his shirt and splayed out across his chest and collarbone. It felt good and for a moment, Daichi assumed Suga was testing how far he could push with being told off or frightening him. There would be a long way to go before that would become an issue.
Switching on the light in his room, Daichi watched Suga flopped down on his bed, face first.
"Am I being an over protective, cotton wool parent?" Coming to stand behind him, Daichi bent down, letting his hands run and down the length of Suga's back.
"No, this is just all new and a little scary. Don't worry, you're right here if something goes wrong, which it won't. You're right here for them." Humming as he stretched out against the bed, Suga tilted his head to the side, watching Daichi over his shoulder.
"There's a lot of that going around at the moment." Only half listening, Daichi looked up to meet his friend's eye.
"Pardon?" Grinning a little, Suga slouched back off the edge of the bed, his feet touching the ground as he arched his back, propositioning for him.
"Doing things that are a little new and scary."
Licking his lips, his mouth running dry, Daichi could only nod. If he bent, just ever so slightly lower, Suga's ass would be pushed right up against his hips. Completely on level and in a startling moment of clarity, the dark haired man suddenly realised the dynamic Suga desired. Pleased and a little nervous, the hands running down the other man's back came to rest on his hips, steadying him as he swayed ever so slightly.
"A little new but not scary." Daichi assured, squaring his knees as he dropped his hips and rubbed his pelvis against Suga's ass. The small cry of pleasure that came from the smaller man's lips lit a fire in his belly. He'd been burning on a low heat all night, the small touches and teasing stoking the ambers hotter and hotter. But now with Suga all soft and sprawled out before him, his arousal jumped dramatically.
"You like this?" Unsure how to reply, Daichi simply nodded. Was Suga asking if he liked their play or if he liked being on top or... "You feel like you've done this before." Laughing a little, Daichi bent over further, his knees pushing forward to part Suga's legs as he covered the smaller man with his body.
"Not like this" he admitted, his cheeks burning hot. "But I've done something similar." Taking a chance, his face so close and warm, Daichi kissed the soft skin of Suga's blushing cheek. "Nervous, not scared." Inhaling quickly at the feeling of Daichi's lips on his cheek Suga rolled his hips back, feeling the larger man's whole body tense as he did.
"Good, well that makes two of us." Pushing off the bed and feeling Daichi shift with him, Suga turned and faced his friend down with a serious smile. "I want to kiss you." Losing his breath for a moment, Daichi could only nod. "Then I want to strip you down and massage all that stress out. Then..." he paused licking his lips. "Then I want you to use that tongue of yours and make me very happy.
Feeling the stupid grin break over his face in seconds, Daichi nodded, reaching out clumsily to pull Suga in for a hug.
"I want that," he said softly, pulling back slightly so that they were nose to nose. "I really want that."
"You just want a free massage," Suga teased, leaning his forehead against Daichi's. Struggling slightly, his hands trembling a little, Daichi cupped Suga's cheek, rubbing little circles over the soft flesh with careful fingers.
"I'm going to kiss you now." The look of longing was no doubt mirrored in his own eyes the taller man noticed as he angled in his head to the side and moved in for a kiss. It felt good. It felt better then be remembered but familiar all at once. Brushing his lips ever so gently over Suga's, Daichi shivered as small hands touched his shoulder and chest, pulling him closer as the slender man deepened the kiss. Taking the cue with vigour, Daichi kissed the corner of his lover's lips, moving down nip and suckle his bottom lip with gentle teeth.
"I have wanted to do that for so long." Falling back on the bed and panting lightly Daichi licked his lips, grinning at Suga's words.
"Oh yeah, how long?" Joining him, breathless and a little tussled, Suga struggled.
"Since the garage on the first day we met and you walked in with those overalls." Watching the board man pull a face, Suga couldn't help but laugh. "Oh come on, you looked hot. All greasy and dirty, it was like the perfect start to a porno." Pulling the small man close and taking his lips in an almost bruising kiss, Daichi couldn't help but chuckle.
"If you like that then maybe you should come around to the garage another time. Maybe when Ukai isn't around. I'd be happy to wear it for you again." All but purring, Suga bit his lips at the thought.
"Naughty, I like it. Soon maybe." Not soon enough Daichi thought as he's whole body shuddered with arousal. "You need to take your shirt off."
Stripping down at Suga's bidding, Daichi hummed happily. Closing his eyes, he was hyper aware of the dip and rise of the bed as Suga moved about.
"You weren't lying about the space" the small man said with a smile."Plenty of room for two." Daichi almost replied sourly, thinking about his ex wife and all the cold nights they'd spent in the bed together, but decided against especially as small, nibble hands touched his bare flesh.
There was a slick heat that followed, running in trickles down his spine. "I thought you could use some lavender and mint extract, it's great for calming nerves and relieving stressed" Zoning in on the tight, pinched area around his shoulders, Suga grinned as he straddled the back of Daichi's thighs. "Looks like it's working."
"So good" Daichi moaned, rolling his shoulders back against Suga's hands. "Really good." Working on easing out the knots in his lover's spine, Suga leant down slowly, using his whole body to rub and grind against Daichi's board back.
"I live to please," he said softly, letting his fingers traced the curve and slope of the other man's back. "You feel really good." Snorting into his pillow, Daichi struggled to look over his shoulder to throw a disapproving look at the smaller man.
"I probably feel stressed and flabby." Smiling gently Suga leant down, kissing him square on the nose as he continued to knead and work the on the particularly tense spots around the shoulders and neck.
"You feel powerful," Suga corrected. Thinking over the odd statement, Daichi shivered as the hands at his back worked down even lower. Over his spine and trailing down to to his hips and waist.
"I'm about as powerful as a washed up kitten." Laughing softly, Suga shook his head.
"Have you seen your thighs? Let me guess defence in basketball? You'd drop those hips and and nothing got passed you?" Biting back the moan that spilt forth as Suga dug into the aching region of his lower back, Daichi barely managed a nod.
"Pretty much. I used to be in better shape when I had time for the gym and stuff."
"I understand" Suga said, his hands playing over the cute little indentations framing the dark haired man's hips. "It'll get better as they get older. You'll be able to take Nishinoya with you soon enough. I'm sure it'd be something he'd love." Grinning as he pictured the overall humorous image of the pocket rocket pumpkin pumping iron, Daichi sighed contently.
"Maybe in a couple more years once he's settled down a little more. He's still so up and down."
Humming in agreement, Suga reached across the bed to pour more scented oil into his palm.
"He's improved so much since we first met, give him a couple more years and he'll be a star student." Pleased by the notion, Daichi let his mind focus on the slip and slide of Suga's hands. He was quiet for such a long time, the silver haired man feared he'd nodded off, stirring only as he hopped off his hips, making the bed dip.
"You do have magic hands." Rolling his shoulders for emphasis as he struggled up on his elbows Daichi stretched with a groan. Rolling over with a grunt, he took in the shirtless Suga with eager eyes.
"You look beautiful." He'd said it before, over text but saying it now held so much more meaning. Especially as Suga smiled and looked away with a blush.
"Brats and all?" There was something in the way he spoke that made Daichi curious, although he held his tongue.
"Got my own screaming brats haven't I? It's part of what makes you beautiful." Biting his lip to hide his smile, Suga crossed the bed, bending low to kiss Daichi briefly before posing over his hips, securing his knees either side of his of waist.
The weight of Suga on his thighs was welcomed and arousing. That and having the detailed and fluid muscle of his chest and torso so close and available to his touch made Daichi's head spin. Reaching out with a shaky hand, he ran a finger from the pillar of the slim man's neck, down his chest and onto the panels of his stomach. Watching the muscle bunch under his touch, coupled with the quick inhale fuelled his fire. Dragging his eyes down the other man's body and appreciating the coutures and slope, his mouth watered as he thought about what lay beneath the tight, crumpled denim of his jeans.
"Getting scared yet?" Breathless, Suga smiled down at him with lustful eyes. Shaking his head, Daichi ran his hand up the side of the smaller man's neck, touching the back of his head and directing him down for a kiss.
"Not even close, overly eager perhaps." Laughing against his lover's lips, Suga nipped his bottom lip cheekily.
"I can feel that." Rolling his hips against Daichi's and watching him jump at the contact, Suga purposely took his hand, rubbing it down his front to tease and centre on his nipples. Catching on quickly and thankful for the direction Daichi rubbed the hardened nubs, pinching them gently and watching Suga arch under his attentions. "Oh, that's good."
Chuckling softly, Daichi tugged sharply, watching closely as the silver haired man winced. Leaning up quickly, he replaced his fingers with lips. Licking and suckling around the tender nub, the sounds of pleasure coming from Suga spurring him on. Using his teeth to lightly nip around the soft flesh, his hands came up, wrapping around the slim man's waist, anchoring them together. "Is this the start of you making good on your promise?" Humming as he sucked harder, Daichi pulled back to look up at him.
"Just the start." Licking his lips and tasting the soft, natural musk of Suga, Daichi fitted his hands around the light haired man's hip bones. "You feeling okay?" Grinning as he threaded his fingers through Daichi dark, thick hair, Suga tipped his down for a small kiss on the nose.
"I'm feeling great, as you can tell." Thrusting forward, Daichi could must definitely feel how good his companion was feeling.
"Oh hell yes." Moaning slightly as the tent in his own pants rubbed against Suga's, the taller man stole his lips in another kiss. Delving beyond his lips to lap and taste with his teeth and tongue. Shivering as Suga sucked at his tongue, Daichi jumped suddenly as the door behind them slammed open.
"Daddy! Azzy wet the bed." Counting his lucky stars he'd pulled away from Suga before the man had snapped his jaw closed, both dads jumped into action. Tumbling out of bed and racing down the hall, towards the loud sobbing coming from the boy's room. Woken up by Asahi's crying, Hinata had decided to join in, increasing the volume ten fold. Plucking the redhead from his crib and rocking him gently, Nishinoya suddenly attached to his knee, Daichi watched a struggling Suga calm down a near screaming Asahi down.
"Shush shush shush, Hinata Hinata Hinata." Repeating his words to his son in the same fashion as he spoke, Daichi succeeded in keeping his interest and stemming the tears. Suga however was not having as much luck. Pulling the boy up and out of the damp bed and wiping away his tears, Suga spoke to him in soft, calming tones. "Shower?" Daichi asked, settling Hinata back into bed, accompanied by Kageyama who seemed thoroughly undisturbed by the whole affair.
"Yes please, I'm so sorry." Heaving up Nishinoya with a grunt and walking down to the bathroom and fixing up the shower temperature and pressure, Daichi left his friend and sulking child to their clean up.
"Daddy," Nishinoya said, clinging sleepily to his father's chest. "Azzy wet the bed."
"I know Yuu," Daichi said with a yawn, putting his son down before starting to strip the bed. "Can you please get some of the blankets Suga brought. They're in the living room." Grumbling as he dragged his feet towards the living room, Nishinoya went about his task. Fixing the bed and thanking some form of divine power that he'd kept the plastic sheeting on for just a little while longer, Daichi sighed. Thanking Nishinoya as he returned with a bundle of blankets, he set about making the bed as quick so as to get the sleepy boy back into bed as fast as possible. Pulling the blankets up and tucking the small boy in, Daichi was thankful there was no argument and that he appeared all to happy to head back to bed. Turning on the night light as he heard the bathroom door open, he went to find his friend.
Meeting Suga half way in the hall, he held the door open as his arms were full of sleeping Asahi. Re-emerging from the darken bedroom, Suga looked about ready to collapse.
"I'm so sorry," he repeated, glancing over his shoulder for a final time before following Daichi down the hall. "I thought we were over that stage, he's probably just a little shaken. I'm so sorry." Swinging an arm around his shoulders, Daichi gave him a comforting squeeze.
"It's fine, don't worry about it. These things happen, you said yourself he gets a little funny sometimes." Sighing and finishing with yawn, Suga rubbed his eyes.
"Yeah I thought something like this might happen." Forcing a smile as he bumped into the end of the bed and fell flat against the mattress, Suga gave him a tired smile. "Bit of a mood killer eh?" Pulling back the covers and stifling a yawn, Daichi hummed in agreement.
"True that, but never mind. Come to bed, you looked wrecked. He'll be fine for the rest of the night." Crawling up the bed and slipping under the blankets, Suga made a content noise the moment his head hit the pillow.
"There shouldn't be, he's in a diaper so he'll be fine." Switching off the light and snuggling down under the covers, Daichi pulled the smaller man closer, spooning him smoothly from behind.
"Thank you for a lovely night." Craning his head around, Suga managed to placed a small kiss of his lover's cheek.
"Thank you for tonight."