Pairing: Kurō x Tsukishima

Top: Kurō Tetsurō

Bottom: Tsukishima Kei

Warnings:

Degrading

bxb

MILD vore (Marks.)

Praise

Mirror sex

Masturbation

The Bathroom lights were going to go out soon, maybe sometime next week. For now the light was slightly dimmed, shining a soft color of grey on the large, clean bathroom mirror. The male stared at his messy hair, poking up in all the wrong places. It was unkempt and nappy. As his dark hair got longer it proceeded to become harder to care for. In an attempt for a new look, he pulled out a container of hair gel that a friend had bought him a while ago. Kuroo took some on his fingers and tried to hold his hair down with it. It flattened over, 3 messy strands falling on his forehead despite the desperate swiped to keep it up with the rest.

"Kuroo, are you almost done? I have to piss and Bokuto won't leave the other bathroom. He's probably watching his porn stash or something." The third roommate sighed from outside the white wooden door.

"Oh hey Tsukki! Uh, I might take awhile."

Kuroo mumbled softly, from anyone else's view they probably thought he was the one with the weird porn stash.

"Fuck, you too? Damnit I'm coming in."

Kuroo, who had made the mistake of forgetting to lock the door, stood in stunned embarrassment as the blond before him burst into laughter.

"Oh shit Kuroo, I know your hairs a mess but this is too much, it looks really fucking dumb."

"Awh shut up Tsukki! For all you know I could've been mid orgasam looking at a weird porno mag."

"Yeah, but I've seen you mid orgasam and it wouldn't affect me."

Ah yes, the harsh reminder that Tuskishima Kei was not only his roommate and friend, he was also his fuck buddy. No, they weren't dating. Fact is, they just hook up multiple times a week.

"Why are you looking at me like that? You want me to fix it for you or what?" Kei chuckled softly, a much different intent in his words. Suggesting something indecent wasn't a common thing for him, so at first it took Kuroo a second to comprehend it.

"Feel free, I like it much better when you do it anyway."

"That's funny because I've never done your hair." Tsukki spoke, humoring his former and still alive sexual set of thoughts.

"Oh? Then I guess everytime I fuck you, your hands just get a special grip.." Kuroos' sentence trailed quietly as he leaned to the blond's ear. Soon continuing his words.

"I'd love to see what else you can do."

The hushed words only added more and more to Kei's obvious built up sexual intention. He sat up on the bathroom counter and cupped Kuroo's face in his hands. Out of sore habit and crave, Kuroo found himself latching his hands on the blonds hips. The raveonettes palms pressed into the palers skin, pulling him closer while still holding him down on the marble counter. Kuroo hesitated for a moment, stuck on whether this was a good idea or not. His mind couldn't hold his thoughts for 5 seconds without breaking. The thought of making Tsukishima melt under him, beg for his touch and moan his name were all contributing factors as to why his mind thought he should. It seemed Kei wasn't a big fan of it because he snapped Kuroo out of his thoughts by pulling his head closer and beginning to kiss his lips eagerly. As their tongues intertwined and saliva mixed, the kiss became more heated, Kei would throw out little playful moans as to tease the more dominant figure.

"So soon, I'm not even fucking you into the counter yet darling. Do you really want me that bad?" Kuroo asked calmly, the smirk playing at his lips as he swiped his tongue along the tip of Keis ear.

"You-" Kei continued the kisses, tracing his tongue on Kuroos teeth and breathing heavily into the other males mouth. "Are so-" He gasped, their tongues battling for dominance, Tsukishima soon lost that battle but he was always putting up a fight for power. "Fucking- Hot."

Kuroo couldn't help himself as he slid his hands under Kei's shirt, tracing his pale skin and twirling his fingers around the others nipples to gain some sort of reaction. The younger man hummed under the touch, his back arched slightly as Kuroo rubbed his fingers over Keis soft pink buds. Kuroos shirt had long been discarded in the flurry of sensual kisses and lust, and while Keis remained on it was completely buttoned down allowing Kuroo to rip it off whenever he pleased. The older would bite down on Keis skin, fully aware that it drove the submissive one crazy. Kei found his hand gripping in Kuroos hair, gel coating the skin in contact. Ecstatic moans leaving the youngers mouth as Kuroo fondled with him and licked over the bite marks standing out on Keis Pale complexion. The bathroom door had now been locked in a frenzy of sex craved kisses, Kei was pulled off the counter and faced against it. The blonde glanced at himself in the mirror, a flushed face looking back at him. Kuroos deep chuckle filled Keis ear. A smug look reflecting on the mirror from the former Nekoma captain. The blond proceeded push his ass against the others painfully obvious hard-on, gaining friction and a light groan. Kuroo couldn't help but turn the younger man around and Kiss him again, playing with his tongue. Breathless and horny, Kei's hands hurried to Kuroos loose sweatpants as he slid one inside. It didn't last long though, because Kuroo grabbed his hand and moved it.

"No, love you have to be patient. Isn't that what you've always told me?" The Ravenette spoke in a harsh tone, arousal and mischief playing in his words. "Oh, and don't think I forgot. I still wanna know what you can do to yourself with your pretty little hands. Say, Kei, why don't you turn back around. I want you to see your slutty expressions."

Kuroo took his hands off of the blond to reach into the lower cabinet, a bottle of Lube hidden at the very back, behind a bottle of shampoo that was fairly bigger, at least enough to hide the bottle of obvious indecency. Clicking the top open, he pressed some on two of Keis fingers. The younger took this as a sign to start, his pale hand reaching into the boxers he wore, using his index finger of which remained clean. The clear gel was cold on his entrance but it didn't phase him in the slightest, he simply went on. Sliding one lubed up finger into himself, Keis face scrunched, his eyes shut tightly.

"Open them, you little whore. Don't you wanna see what I see everytime I push into your pretty little ass."

It took a slow moment of Kuroos soft encouraging kisses on the others shoulder, before Kei moved his finger around some. He sighed heavily in discomfort from his rushed stretching. "Hey, shh. Slow down, no need to hurt yourself love." The raveonette spoke.

Kei had managed to fit another digit in, the pain slowly turning into pleasure. "Mnn, Kuroo, ah" The blond moaned as he toyed with himself, losing grip on the sink counter. Kuroo was simply standing back and watching the show performed for him and him only. Still, it was getting harder to hold himself off from stepping forward and fucking Kei senseless. It seemed that Said blond had noticed, and he wouldn't pass it up.

"Ah! Kuroo, please, mh I love it when you fuck me. Please, please fuck me." Suddenly a louder moan comes out of Keis mouth, he had pressed his fingers against his own sweet spot, of course he knew how to get to it but he really wasn't expecting it.

Kuroo was losing himself, watching Kei roughly finger himself and hearing the sweet sounds of ecstasy falling from his mouth. The blonde felt absolutely euphoric right now, his own slim fingers pumping in and out of his tight hole. The only article of clothing that remained on was the unbuttoned shirt of which belonged to the university. Reason being, Kei hadn't gotten home until about an hour ago from study sessions. Keis bare ass felt abused as he overworked himself for more and more pleasure. Kuroo himself was a big softie when it came to most things and it pained him to see the sight of Kei overestimating himself all for the Raveonette. Said males aching cock was begging to be touched, to fill up the blonds pretty little ass. Then, Kei came for the first time tonight, his moans were loud and without a care in the world. The roommate could probably hear them right now, but the two couldn't Care less as Kuroo walked closer and shamelessly pulled Keis finger out, to replace them with his.

"No, no please Kuroo, I want it, no teasing please-" Keis pleads were cut off as Kuroo began to prod his lubed up cock at the others hole. He slowly entered, the blond could draw blood from how hard was biting down on his bottom lip, wet tears forming at the corners of his eyes. Once all the way in, Kuroo struggled to maintain himself with the way Kei clenched around him and began grinding his hips as to take away some pain. "Darling, don't force it, its okay. Are you ready?" Kuroos voice was deep, from the bottom of his throat, the obvious struggle to not take too much control leaking from his words.

Kei only nodded, still clenching onto the counter for balance.

Kuroo soon began to pull out, only halfway to push in again, repeating this step while soft, pain filled moans left Keis mouth.

"Color?" The older asked,

"Green."

With Keis response, Kuroo began to push in and out with more confidence. The soft moans leaving the others mouth had now progressed into loud, lustful and erotic sounds. His pale hips bruising against the hard marble tile, the way Kuroos hand held Keis Jaw up so her could see himself in the almost too clean mirror, it all brought so much more pleasure to Kei, of which a masochistic trait in him was obvious.

Kuroo began going faster, pumping in and out with groans leaving his lips. Keis eyes were rolling back, his mouth agape, skin to skin, Kuroo could feel the warmth of Kei on himself as he fucked into him. "Color?" He asked, reassuring Kei that they could stop if needed. He didn't want that, he wanted Kuroo to fuck him till he couldn't wall, till he forgot his own name. "Green. Please Tetsuro, more please!"

Kei high was coming as Kuroo slid in and out with ease, his pace picking up. "TETSURO! DONT STOP PLEASE! Ah! Fuck!" Keis moans got louder and louder until he finally came onto the expensive marble counter top. Due to the use of no condom, Kuroo asked permission to come inside, that of which Kei granted. His thighs trembled as Kuroo rode out his high and released into him.

Once Kuroo pulled out, he held Kei up and sat him in the large bathtub, turning on the water to a warm setting. Kuroo cleaned up the sink, and put things back in to place while his benefited friend lay in the slowly filling up tub, waiting for Kuroos oh so gentle aftercare. Upon finishing up his cleaning, Kuroo climbed into the tub with Kei in between his legs. Kuroo calmly grabbed the conditioner bottle from the small shelf. He began to lather the soap into Keis hair and gently wash it. Continuing the process until the got out and went over to Kuroos large bed to cuddle. It was like a routine, Aftercare was never skipped and Cuddle were always necessary afterwards. An unspoken rule to their little tweaked friendship.

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