She stopped moving as the song ended, his eyes meeting her hooded gaze, her face one of ecstasy. If she were under him, would she make a face like that? Her lips slightly parted, chest heaving, eyes hungry for more. Her tongue darted across her lips, making him tense as his mind went straight to feeling it on his cock, making him rock hard for her. Red, soft, wet- fuck, even if she was bad at it, he'd be shaking with her pretty lips wrapped around him. He took a deep breath, sitting up and running a hand through his hair. Her cheeks went pink, her eyes widening slightly as her eyes barely glanced between his legs. Kuroo grinned at her, knowing exactly what she was looking at, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees. She tore her eyes from him, discussing something with her club- she started dancing with another member, bouncing her fist, swaying her hips. Fuck, she was good at that. Was she trying to tease him? Everything she did was a tease, it wasn't fair. "Ha! I won!" The other girl said, Kimiko turning around and bending over. The girl smacked her ass, making her gasp as her ass jiggled- holy fucking jiggle, it would bounce everytime he slammed into-
"Kuro, are you done?" Kenma asks, making Kuroo blink as he realizes Kimiko is gone, nowhere to be seen. Fuck, he had gotten distracted thinking of her bent over in front of him, writhing as he- "Kuro?" Kenma asks, bringing him out of his thoughts as he takes a slow deep breath. "I'm gonna need a minute." Kuroo says, finally turning to face his court, running a hand over his face as he looks at the board. His team was currently losing by one point, what had he missed? "You alright?" Kenma asks, making Kuroo chuckle as he fully turns to face the court. "Yeah, just missing blood in the brain." Kuro says, Kenma slightly raising an eyebrow at him. "Go to the bathroom then, we need you on the court." Kenma says, making Kuroo laugh as he nodded. "Okay, be back." He says, getting up and heading to the bathroom. I bent over, brushing and holding my hair out of the way as I pressed the button on the fountain, taking a long slow drink of the refreshing water. I moaned softly, letting my eyes fall shut as I took another, and another, feeling more and more refreshed with every swallow. Someone's hot hand placed on my hip, making me jump as I lifted my head away from the fountain.
"Hey Tiny Dancer, can I ask you to do me a huge favor, just between us?" Kuroo asks, his voice low and rough, making me tingle as I let go of the fountain button. "What's the favor?" I ask, letting my hair go, looking to see that he was standing right behind me. "Give me head?" He asks, his face curling into a big grin. "What's that?" I ask, standing up straight as I turn to face him, his hand not moving from my hip. "Brain? Slop top?" He asks, his eyebrow raising though I just shake my head. "No clue what any of that is." I admit, making him chuckle as he runs a hand over his face, covering his mouth as he just stared at me for a second. I raised an eyebrow at him and he sighed, dropping his hand to cup my chin instead. "Basically, I take you somewhere private, you let me borrow that pretty little mouth of yours for a guilty pleasure, and I'll owe you big time. Anything you want. We don't talk about it with anyone, I won't do anything else and you can act like it never happened, and I won't say anything about it either." Kuroo says, and I begin to think about it. "Use my mouth? Are we going to kiss?" I ask, looking up at him, my brows furrowed in confusion.
