Yaku sighed, looking away from all the papers displayed on his desk. He eyed his clock and sighed again. Two in the morning. He should really go to sleep but his mind kept telling him to study a little bit more. In fact, he was not that afraid of his exams coming next week. He knew he will get the work done and pass easily. However, the little voice in his head told him otherwise. So he dodged every entertainment, every distraction that he could apart from volleyball. But right now, he was tired. He grabbed his phone, gazing over the different notifications and found out that he had three messages. The first one was from Kuroo, it was a picture of his chemistry lessons with Kenma in the background playing some game. The second was a warning from Kai, saying that he better be asleep by now. Whoopsi. And finally, the last one was from a very cute libero living far away.
From : Thunder Boy 3
01:27
"I miss you so much it hurts."
Morisuke chuckled then smiled fondly at his screen. It was really the type of Noya to put so much honesty in every text… Gosh, he missed him too.
To : Thunder Boy 3
02:08
"Me too… It's been only two weeks, though. Two more to go..."
Nekoma's libero stood up, giving up on his study session, and slid in his bed. He almost jolted when his phone buzzed on his night stand.
From : Thunder Boy 3
02:09
"Ugh, fourteen more days without seeing you"
02:09
"Without kissing you"
02:10
"Without feeling your hands on me"
Yaku actually choked, having to cover his mouth with his hand. He sited up, reddening furiously. Another message came.
From : Thunder Boy 3
02:10
"I want to hear you moan my name so bad right now"
The older's breath quickened, his fingers grazed over the keyboard for a moment before he took a deep inspiration and typed his answer.
To : Thunder Boy 3
02:11
"Call me then."
The third year didn't have time to regret his decision because his phone lighted up with an upcoming call. He picked up.
His greeting got stuck in his throat when he heard the uneven respiration of Nishinoya on the other side of the line. If he listened carefully, he could also hear the shift of the sheets and some movements.
"- Are you-?
- Yes. Yes, Mori..."
The aforementioned hiccuped loudly when his name was groaned so hotly. He felt his blood rushed downward immediately as images of his boyfriend stroking himself came to his mind. He put the phone on speaker rapidly, thanking every god he knew that his parents weren't home.
"- Mori, Mori…
- Yuu. Tell me what you're doing. Yaku asked, impressed by how his voice did not shake.
- You know already… the other boy whined, his breath coming out in pants.
- I want to hear you. Come on, don't you wanna please me ?"
It seemed to have worked 'cause Noya moaned loudly, the sound of his hand moving up and down on his wet skin indicating that his pace was fastening.
"- I-I'm… god…
- Come on, baby.
- Hmmm, Mori- I'm, ah, touching myself…
- Good, you still wanna please me right ?
- Ye-yeah…
- Great, so, I want you to wet your fingers and finger yourself."
At this point, the Nekoma's libero's hand had slipped under his underwear and was lazily gripping his own cock. He moved a finger around his slit and shuddered, repressing a grunt. The lewd noise of his lover sucking his own fingers was provoking shivers all the way down his spine. Then, it stopped.
"- Ah, ah…
- How do you feel now, baby ?
- Mmm'good, so good, please Mori…
- What are you begging for ? Use your words.
- I want to-to t-touch you, I miss your cock b-buried deep inside m-me…
- Oh, god, Yuu-" Yaku actually growled, his hand speeding its pumping.
On the phone, Nishinoya choked. He was unable to speak now as his mouth was hanging open, his head spinning. The way his boyfriend had said his name was spiraling in his foggy mind. He had three fingers shoved up his ass, hitting his sweet spot repeatedly. His hand was spasming around his crotch as he reached his point of no return.
"- Mori, Mori, Mori, Mori…
- Come o-on baby, c-cum for m-me."
And the Thunder Boy did, a broken sob leaving his mouth. He was still whining as he came down from his orgasm, snippets of his boyfriend's name coming out sometimes. Morisuke growled lowly when he spilled, staining his boxer. On the other side of the line, there was a comfortable silence, only disturbed by soft inhales of air.
"- I love you. he whispered, eyes closing.
- Love you too..." Yuu replied, already half asleep.
