Warning! This chapter is rated M for explicit sex. There will be verbal warnings at the beginning and end of explicit scenes, please feel free to skip those sections, the story will still make sense!
"Akashicchi, just once! I really don't want to go this year." Kise begged while following the other around campus.
"Ryouta, I said no." Akashi responded firmly as he checked out his books from the library.
"Please, please, please…just once! And then I won't ask ever again. I won't ask for anything ever again!"
The redhead turned to face his friend and sighed, "Once? If I take over the kissing booth at the campus festival this year, you'll never ask me for anything ever again?"
Kise nodded frantically. Akashi pursed his lips and then said, "I'll do it if you buy me tofu soup from our usual lunch place for a month."
The blond smiled, "Consider it done! Thank you, thank you, thank you! I'm going to go let the president know right now. I'll send you the details later as well! I love you, Akashicchi, but not really, but really!"
Akashi sighed and made his way to class. It was a peculiar thing their university did every year. They held a grand festival during the winter with various activities for students. One of the fan favourites was the kissing booth. A participant would pay, they would be blindfolded, and then they would get to kiss whoever was sitting in the booth. It was fairly expensive, last year they had charged nearly 40 dollars per kiss, yet many people paid for it.
When Kise texted him the details, he noticed there was a slight change. The kissing booth was going to be completely anonymous this year. Even the kisser was going to be blindfolded as there was some issue last year of one of the kissers harassing a participant after the event had ended. Akashi was just a little nervous. He wasn't big on participating in these types of events but he had to admit, he had a soft spot for his friends so if he could help, he would try.
The day of the event came quickly, much too quickly for Akashi. He slowly made his way to the kissing booth where Kise greeted him happily with a blindfold. The booth was a simple wooden booth covered with multiple blankets to make it dark. The blond sat Akashi down in a dark booth and explained the details,
"This year the cost of a kiss is exactly 50 dollars. There probably won't be too many participants because of the price change but we'll still be able to make quite a bit. You just need to stand in this dark booth, it's not too big as you can tell. I'll blindfold you and stand outside and blindfold any paying participants and then let them in here. You'll probably need to feel around for their face since you both won't really be able to see but, those are the rules this year."
"Yes, yes. Let's get this over with. How long do I have to stand here?"
Kise gently put the blindfold on, "Not too long actually. We don't want you kissing too many people and getting sick, right? Just an hour or two and then someone else will take over for you. Can you see anything? Is it on too tight?"
Akashi shook his head, "This is fine. Get out of here."
"Ah and don't take off your blindfold. We'll have to pay a penalty if you do, confidentiality, you know the works."
"Yeah, I got it. Go away."
The blond laughed and exited the booth to manage the table. Akashi stood in the quiet booth, blindfolded, in his t-shirt and sweatpants.
No one's going to see me anyway, didn't feel the need to dress up. Kinda hot in this booth… maybe I should've asked Ryouta for 2 months worth of tofu soup. I wonder who would pay for this stuff, is there any enjoyment in kissing a stranger? Ah...I'm bored.
The first participant came about 5 minutes after Akashi's shift had started. A group of girls paid for one of their friends saying that it was her test of courage. Kise blindfolded the girl and let her go into the booth.
Akashi heard the rustling of the cloth that covered the booth and spoke, "Uh...hello?"
"Hi… Um, my friends bought me this ticket and told me it was to test my courage."
Hmm, interesting. I guess you can use a kissing booth that way. The redhead thought to himself, "I see. If you don't want to kiss me that's totally fine. You can just tell your friends that you did."
"Really? Thank you so much. I was stressed that you would want a kiss and be irritated if I leave without one."
"Not at all," Akashi said, "I don't really want to be here either so it's totally fine. I would wait maybe a bit more in the booth and then exit. Throw in some steamy details, make them jealous."
They talked for a couple more minutes quietly and then parted ways. The redhead scratched the back of his head and sighed, "Mm...45 more minutes to go I think…"
Akashi's shift flew by fairly quickly. Most were girls in similar situations as the first girl so the redhead just ended up giving them advice on how to succeed in school before they went off on their way. Some had been brave enough to give Akashi a kiss on the cheek, but aside from that, it was very mild. Not that he was complaining, he loved it. A whole month's worth of tofu soup for this? He loved every second of it.
Akashi had been trying to calculate how much time had gone by since he first entered the booth and guessed that he probably had 10 or 15 minutes left before Kise let him go. His legs were starting to feel sore from standing in one place and all he could think about was going back to his dorm and knocking out for the rest of the evening.
From the outside, Akashi heard Kise shout, "This is your last person and then you're done!"
The redhead took a deep breath and heard the participant enter the booth.
"Hello…" The participant said, a little uncertain but bravely.
A boy? Akashi smiled a little, the first and last boy of my shift I guess.
"Hi," The redhead responded, "were you forced to come in here?"
"A little? My friend was teasing me and said that I haven't really done anything impulsive during my school years. We were passing by and he told me I wouldn't be brave enough to participate in a kissing booth even if he paid for me."
"Ah, so he paid?"
"Yes, of course. I've got to prove him wrong, right?" The boy said.
Akashi chuckled, "If you want, you can pretend that you kissed me and scam your friend."
"No. I can't do that. I am a man of my word."
That's surprising… The redhead thought to himself, he shifted in the dark booth and lightly reached out to touch the boy in front of him. He feels kind of small but toned. Maybe he's a part of the swim team? A dancer? Mm, not everyone is a part of clubs. He could just be a regular, slightly athletic student.
Akashi felt warm hands cup his face gently and then he was carefully pulled into a slow kiss. It was...nice, the boy's lips were soft against his own and the redhead couldn't help but melt into it. The boy's hands gripped his shirt and drew him closer until their bodies pressed together in the dark booth. Akashi didn't know what to do with his hands but he eventually let them fall onto the other's shoulders.
Akashi let out a quiet gasp when he felt the other's hands slide down his chest to rest on his hips. The boy took that moment to slip his tongue into Akashi's mouth, savoring every sound that the redhead made. Akashi's thoughts were jumbled up, he couldn't stop even if he wanted to and it didn't seem like the other was going to stop either. Akashi's hand gripped the back of the boy's head as the kiss deepened. He tasted like vanilla, he smelled like summer, he felt like someone beautiful. Akashi itched to take off the blindfold but all he could do was grasp the boy in front of him as they kissed.
The stranger pulled away a little, "Sorry...is this ok?"
Akashi laughed, panting, "You're asking that now? Kiss me."
The boy stepped forward until Akashi's back hit the hard wood of the booth. Akashi leaned forward to kiss the boy but they ended up knocking their foreheads together.
"Ouch." The redhead laughed a little and then felt the other's hands come up to guide their lips together once more. Akashi moaned softly and wrapped his arms around the boy's neck.
"Stay close." The stranger whispered, "Don't want to hit our heads again."
They made out for what felt like ten minutes, until they heard Kise clear his throat from outside the booth. Akashi was panting when their lips parted, his legs wrapped around the boy's waist. He didn't remember when the stranger had picked him up but the redhead knew for a fact that he most likely looked like a mess. The boy carefully let him down and pecked Akashi's lips one last time before whispering,
"See you around, Akashi Seijuro."
With that, he was gone.
"Eh…?" Akashi breathed out while taking off his blindfold. How did he...know my name?
The redhead stood in the booth for a couple of minutes to calm down and then came out to see Kise smirking at him.
"I assume you had fun?" The blond asked.
"I'm going to my room. I expect that tofu soup later for dinner." Akashi muttered, he glanced around the area but didn't see anyone around who could potentially be his mystery kisser. Then again, it could be anyone.
Before Akashi left, he turned and mumbled to his friend, "That last participant...he knew my name."
"I mean, you're not exactly a hidden student on campus, Akashicchi. You're the captain of the basketball team. I'm sure some people can recognize you from your voice." Kise smiled, "Who knows, maybe he's on the basketball team and you've never noticed him. I'll bring that tofu soup later to your dorm."
The redhead strolled through his campus, his fingers lightly brushing against his lips. Akashi did his best to remember what the stranger was like.
Slightly shorter than me, fairly short hair, less muscle than me but still fit...strong arms, delicate fingers, very persistent, I remember his voice...tastes like vanilla...Why would his taste matter? What's wrong with me? Am I going to go around tasting people? Stupid Seijuro. Important details only.
Akashi got to his dorm and fell face first onto his bed. The redhead let out a loud sigh. He turned over onto his back and stared at the ceiling trying to think of how to find his mystery kisser. He could try and beat the information out of Kise but if there was anything Akashi loved, it was a challenge. And this mystery kisser had just brought him the perfect challenge. He would later realize that this was an impossible challenge, even for him.
The redhead felt flushed at the thought of how the boy had kissed him. Akashi had had a few girlfriends and boyfriends before, but it didn't last long and he had never been kissed with so much passion before. His mystery kisser made it seem like Akashi was air itself. Something to be seeked, something needed.
Ah...I'm hard. Akashi's fingers trailed to the waistline of his sweatpants. Ryouta probably won't be here for a while, he still has to table, then he needs to go to the restaurant and get the tofu soup. That's...a couple of hours to myself I think.
Warning! Beginning of explicit scene.
Akashi silently thanked the heavens that he didn't have a roommate as he slipped his hand into his pants and began lightly stroking his growing erection. He sighed as he spread his legs, still remembering the feeling of the boy carrying him as if he weighed nothing.
When he was fully hard, the redhead reached over to his bedside table and brought out a small bottle of lube. It had been a long time since he had had sex, much less touch himself. He was always busy with school work that his sexual desires were usually pushed aside. Unfortunately, or fortunately, the mystery kisser had brought back those desires full force.
Akashi quickly covered his fingers with the lube and kicked his sweatpants and boxers off. He flipped over on his bed so his face was buried in his pillow and brought his fingers down towards his entrance. He didn't have sex often with his previous partners but he did have some interesting experiences throughout his school years and he was no stranger to the pleasures of giving or receiving during sex.
The first finger slipped inside with little to no resistance. Akashi let out a small moan as he stroked his cock in anticipation. Eventually, the redhead added a second finger and searched for his prostate to find satisfaction.
Ugh...I can't. The angle is off. Akashi pressed his fingers down towards his stomach and cried out when his fingers brushed against his prostate, fuck...feels good.
Akashi closed his eyes tight, his eyebrows furrowed in a mixture of pleasure and concentration. He wanted more. He imagined his mystery kisser hovering over him. The taste of vanilla still present on his tongue, the smell of summer, his hands softly brushing against his hips as he pulled Akashi closer. A shiver ran down Akashi's spine as he imagined his mystery kisser leaving dark hickeys on his body, whispering to him that it was ok to come.
"Ah-!" Akashi shuddered as he spent himself over his sheets, his hand working swiftly over his cock and his fingers pressing against his prostate. He collapsed onto his bed, not completely disgusted yet by the sticky sensation that started to spread across his stomach.
Warning! End of explicit scene.
Shit...that was intense, The redhead rolled over onto his back and stared at his ceiling as he tried to catch his breath. The discomfort began to settle and Akashi realized what he had just done. He abruptly got off his bed, tossed his sheets in the laundry, and ran into the shower to wash himself off.
I just masturbated to a guy I don't even know. Are you, crazy? Seijuro, calm down. You're not a teenager anymore, you're fucking twenty two. You shouldn't be pining over a guy you don't even know, much less using him as jerk off material! Just forget about it. Forget this whole thing happened. Yeah...that'll work. This is fine. It's fine. Everything is fine.
It was most definitely not fine.
A couple of months passed and the anonymous kissing booth event was like an ongoing joke for Kise and Akashi's friends. The blond would always laugh and say, "That was the first time I saw Akashicchi blush. He walked out of the kissing booth completely pink from head to toe, his shirt was untucked, his hair was a mess! It was the most hilarious thing I've ever seen.!"
Meanwhile, Akashi had jerked off to his mystery kisser at least ten times since. Sometimes he imagined the mystery man under him, crying out his name, begging, and sometimes he imagined the man on top of him, making him whine, making him submit.
He stood in the shower after jerking off to his active imagination of the kisser and leaned against the cold tiles.
Fuck, this is not fine. I need to do something about this or my dick is going to fall off.
The redhead confronted his friend the day after, "Ryouta...are you sure you can't tell me who that last participant of the kissing booth was?"
Kise frowned and shook his head, "I really can't, Akashicchi. I'll be skinned by the event organizer if word gets out."
Akashi smiled, "You're right. I'm sorry, I don't want to get you trouble. Forget about it...are you coming to basketball practice later? We have a game coming up soon."
"Of course!" The blond said with a grin, "I wouldn't miss it."
When Akashi left, Kise sighed and whipped out his cellphone. He quickly dialed his friend in hopes to get some good advice on how to deal with the situation.
"Ah, Kagamicchi?" The blond started, "He still hasn't figured it out. I can't believe we're all on the same basketball team and this idiot has never noticed him."
"Kuroko rarely talks to him, if ever."
"Can you at least just get them to talk? Akashicchi is going insane."
A sigh was heard on the other end, "Yeah...doesn't seem like he'll figure it out. I'll try to do something."
Basketball practice was always in the evening. Students were exhausted from a day of lectures yet Akashi was beaming with energy. He was an admirable captain who had joined the team in his first year and became captain during his second year. He had led their team to multiple national victories and was known by many students from his school and from other schools.
Practice was fun for Akashi as always. He always felt so relaxed and it was probably the only time during the day when he didn't think about his mystery kisser. That is, until he swore he heard him.
"Kagami-kun, you want to practice together?"
"Of course, Kuroko."
Akashi's neck nearly cracked with how fast he turned towards that familiar voice. It had been months but the redhead was certain of it, that boy was his mystery kisser. The shorter blue haired boy standing beside Kagami Taiga.
In his loss of focus, the ball he was dribbling hit his toes and rolled across the gym floor. Akashi didn't even bother going for the ball, he simply looked at the mystery kisser and tried to remember his name.
Did we have someone like that on our team? Is he in intramurals? Hmm...no, second string? Ah, Kuroko Tetsuya. I remember him, we spoke a couple of times. We hung out a couple of times too, we have a lot of mutual friends. I'm pretty sure he knows Ryouta too. His voice sounds too familiar, but if I'm wrong this is going to be extremely embarrassing.
Akashi approached the duo with confident strides, not entirely sure what he was going to do once he was face to face with his mystery kisser.
"Taiga, how are you?" Akashi asked while eyeing Kuroko.
The blue haired boy refused to meet his eye and Kagami awkwardly stared between them, "I'm fine, Akashi. Did you want to discuss something for our next game?"
"Not really. I mean, yes. Little later." Akashi turned to face the shorter boy and looked him up and down.
Hm, a little shorter than me… Toned body, strong arms, his hair seems about the same length. He looks like he could pick me up easily...interesting.
"Kuroko, right? You're a year younger? I remember you joined when I first became captain." Akashi asked, wanting to hear his voice.
"No need for formalities, you can just call me Tetsuya. It's an honor to be remembered by you, captain." Kuroko said, his voice monotone.
Kagami watched the exchange between them and decided to walk away before he got caught up in their mess. Akashi smiled, "You don't have to call me captain. In fact, if you're not uncomfortable with it, call me by my name. I'd like to confirm something."
"Confirm what, captain?" Kuroko asked, feigning innocence.
The redhead stepped forward and gently put his arms on Kuroko's shoulders. The kissing booth event was months ago, yet the memory was fresh in Akashi's head.
There's no doubt, Akashi thought, it's him.
"Say, Tetsuya. Have you ever participated in our school's kissing booth event?"
"I don't believe I have." Kuroko muttered, "Why? Are you looking for someone?"
"Come with me."
Akashi grabbed the other's hand and dragged him out of the gym. They stood in the change rooms which were fairly empty in the evenings. Kuroko stood with his back against the lockers, a smile ghosting his lips. A smile which Akashi really wanted to either kiss or slap off his face. He wasn't sure about which one yet.
"Why are you lying?" Akashi asked gently, not wanting to escalate the situation. He was sure he was right but there was a small part of him that was scared that he made a terrible mistake.
Kuroko tilted his head to the side and smiled, "I think you've mistaken me for someone else, captain."
"Nope. I most definitely have not."
Kuroko grabbed Akashi's hands and lightly pushed him away, "I don't know who you think I am but if you have nothing important to say then I'm leaving, captain."
Akashi gripped his hands harder, not wanting to let go, "Please...say my name. Then I'll know. Say my name, just once. I've been looking for so long."
The other sighed. There wasn't a big reason to hide the fact that he was the mystery kisser. He simply wanted to tease his captain as much as he could before revealing the fact that they had been all over each other in an anonymous kissing booth.
"Akashi Seijuro."
Akashi laughed and he ran his hand through his sweaty hair. He couldn't help but feel how stupid he was.
He's been on the same team as me for years and I'm just finding him now? Ridiculous.
"Why'd you hide it from me?" The redhead muttered.
Kuroko looked away, "I wasn't exactly hiding it. When I went to the kissing booth with Kagami-kun, I wasn't expecting to do anything… but when you spoke, I immediately knew it was you. I've had a crush on you for a while, I just never really said anything. And then I kissed you and I couldn't stop. I'm sorry."
"You're sorry? You're sorry?! Do you have any idea how you've been plaguing every single one of my thoughts? For months, I tried to look for you. I was ready to beat Ryouta's ass for the information. All of you knew except for me for months and you're sorry?"
"I'm sorry."
Akashi yanked Kuroko by his t-shirt into a rough kiss. His chest heaving, all his pent up emotions bursting out of him.
"If you don't want this, push me away-"
"No, no. I want this. Keep going." Kuroko murmured as he dragged Akashi back in for another kiss.
Kuroko's hands traveled up the redhead's shirt as their lips locked over and over again. Akashi let out a small gasp at the feeling of Kuroko's cold fingers against his abdomen and whined when he felt their tongues meet in a heated dance. Akashi felt his back hit the lockers and his knees buckled at the feeling of Kuroko's hands brushing over his nipples. The blue haired boy's arm wrapped around his waist quickly to keep him from falling.
"You ok?" Kuroko asked while littering small kisses against the redhead's cheek and jaw.
"Never better. My room?" Akashi cupped the blue haired boy's face and their eyes met. Partially filled with excitement as well as nervousness.
Kuroko leaned forward and lightly kissed his captain, "Lead the way."
Akashi quickly tossed a text to Kise to let him know that he went back to his room due to important matters and then grabbed Kuroko's hand. The walk back to Akashi's room was quiet, the air heavy. They both didn't want to seem too eager but also didn't want to waste time so they settled for a half jog to the redhead's residence. Akashi's hands trembled as he brought out his keys and fumbled with the lock on his door. Kuroko's hot breath fanned over the back of his neck causing a shiver to run down his spine.
"Can you let me at least unlock the door?" Akashi whispered harshly.
Kuroko's arms wrapped around the other's waist and he slowly kissed down his neck, "Mm, no."
When the door finally flew open, Kuroko pushed his captain into the room and closed the door with his foot. Their lips met, teeth clashing, Akashi's hands pulled at the other's hair as Kuroko shook off his sweater. They didn't make it far from the front door as Kuroko tripped while trying to kick off his shoes. Akashi fell with him while kicking off his own shoes, laughing. The fall had given them a nice pause from their frantic actions; Akashi lay on top of Kuroko and they took in each other's presence.
It was warm. Something about the way they looked at each other was warm, as if there was a heartbeat fluttering between them. Kuroko propped himself on his elbows to meet Akashi halfway in a languid kiss, a kiss of unspoken words, a kiss that simply said that they needed each other.
When they broke apart, Akashi opened his eyes and smiled up at Kuroko, "Bed?"
"Yeah." Kuroko got up slowly and grabbed the other's hands to pull him up from the ground. They walked hand in hand and sat down on the bed, suddenly feeling bashful with the turn of events.
Warning! Beginning of explicit scene
Akashi's hand rested on Kuroko's chest to feel his heart pounding. He felt the blue haired boy lean forward and capture his lips. Akashi's eyes fluttered closed as he let out a moan and felt Kuroko slowly push him back onto the bed. Their shirts were abandoned shortly after and Akashi could only watch as Kuroko pulled down his sweatpants. The redhead threw a bottle of lube at the other and licked his lips in anticipation.
"Tetsuya-!" Akashi moaned at the sensation of Kuroko's mouth taking in his cock. The redhead gripped the other's shoulder hard with one hand and covered his mouth with the other, feeling embarrassed by his own voice. Kuroko licked the underside of Akashi's cock before taking him in as far as he could. He hummed at the sound of the other's cries and grabbed the hand that was squeezing his shoulder. Akashi looked down and watched as Kuroko put his hand on his head as if inviting him to fuck his mouth.
Akashi swallowed hard, unable to tear his eyes away from Kuroko's. His blue eyes stared up at him with nothing but desire and Akashi could only comply. His fingers softly trailed through Kuroko's hair before gripping it tight. The redhead bucked his hips upwards slightly and when he was sure that Kuroko was comfortable, he found a steady rhythm. Tears welled up in Kuroko's eyes as he felt Akashi's cock hit the back of his throat repeatedly, but he relaxed his jaw and messily covered his fingers with lube.
"Ah...Tetsuya, shit." Akashi moaned, his eyes shut tight. His entire body tensed up when he felt Kuroko's finger intrude his entrance and he nearly let out a shout. Kuroko's other hand pinned the redhead's hips against the bed as he began bobbing his head and thrusting his finger. Akashi felt like he was hyperventilating. He had imagined this so many times, but Kuroko's fingers were different from his. They were thinner but also longer and reached the places which he always struggled to find on his own.
Akashi's eyes widened when he felt a second finger enter his body with little resistance, the stretch burned but it made him feel a certain satisfaction unlike anything else. He arched his back as Kuroko's fingers brushed against his prostate. He wasn't going to last long at this rate and they both knew it. Akashi's moans grew louder, his hands trying to pull Kuroko off of his cock from the intensity, "Hah...Tetsu..Tetsuya, wait. I'm-"
Suddenly, everything stopped. Kuroko pulled his fingers out and crawled back up on the bed to look at Akashi's flushed face. The blue haired boy cupped his face and kissed him. Akashi was panting, his impending orgasm subsiding and all he could taste was vanilla from Kuroko's tongue.
"Relax, Akashi-kun. Come back down to me. I'm right here, calm down." Kuroko mumbled as he sucked on his neck leaving light hickies that would darken over time. The blue haired boy smiled as he felt Akashi's erratic pulse against his lips.
A minute or two passed when Akashi's breathing evened out. Kuroko pressed his lips against his forehead, his fingers brushing away the stray red hairs that were damp with sweat.
"Ready to continue?" Kuroko asked as he dragged a finger down the other's bare torso.
Akashi shivered, "You didn't let me come."
"Of course not," Kuroko said while lightly biting Akashi's nipples, "I'm going to make you cry first."
Kuroko slowly turned the other over onto his hands and knees. The blue haired boy's hands brushed up Akashi's thighs and spread his ass cheeks apart. The redhead blushed furiously at the feeling but couldn't deny that he was excited. Kuroko's thumb brushed over his entrance and then Akashi felt his breath against his skin, his hair tickling him a little.
"Just enjoy everything I give you, Akashi-kun."
The redhead felt Kuroko's tongue over his entrance and panicked a little, "You don't have to do that!"
Kuroko stopped, "Do you not want to?"
"Ah...it's not that, I do want to! It's just…" Akashi fell onto his elbows, his arms giving out, and buried his face into his pillow, "It's kind of embarrassing."
"Embarrassing? We made out semi-publicly in a kissing booth. Kise-kun heard all the noises we were making in there, I don't know if there's anything more embarrassing than that."
Akashi felt like someone had lit his face on fire, he turned his head to the side and looked at Kuroko with a small smile, "Make me cry then."
Kuroko smiled back and focused on the task at hand. The feeling of a tongue pressing against his entrance was foreign to Akashi. None of his previous boyfriends had ever rimmed him and he wasn't entirely sure whether it would be pleasurable or not until Kuroko did it. The redhead squirmed as Kuroko's tongue prodded and penetrated him. Akashi let out a breathy moan and gripped his pillow tight. Kuroko moaned against him and reached Akashi's front to stroke his cock.
"Ah-! Please…" The redhead gasped against the sheets of his bed and pushed his hips back towards the other's mouth.
It didn't take long for Akashi to feel his orgasm build up again, his soft moans getting louder, his hands reaching back to hold Kuroko's. The blue haired boy's fingers swiped over the tip of his cock before gripping the base tightly.
"No!" Akashi shouted, "Please...Tetsuya, please."
"Not yet," Kuroko pulled away and ran his hand up and down Akashi's back in comfort, "it's alright. Come back down from the high. Calm down, deep breaths."
The redhead panted hard, his orgasm denied once again. He started to feel frustrated but he breathed through it and allowed his body to calm down. Kuroko, in the meantime, kicked off his pants and boxers and then slipped a condom over his own neglected erection. Akashi turned over onto his back and stared up at the other, his eyes glazed over as he eyed Kuroko's body.
The blue haired boy applied a generous amount of lube before spreading Akashi's legs apart. Akashi's muscles felt like jelly, his body refusing to cooperate, but he reached out and wrapped his arms around Kuroko's neck to pull him closer. The redhead whispered in this ear,
"I haven't cried yet."
Kuroko laughed and then unceremoniously thrusted into his heat. Akashi threw his head back at the sudden intrusion, his arms wrapping around Kuroko more tightly.
"Akashi-kun, you're going to strangle me. In more ways than one, you're tight, relax."
The redhead ignored him and yanked him down to kiss him, "I thought I said you can call me by my name."
Kuroko moaned into the kiss and gave a shallow thrust, "Akashi-kun."
"My first name ah...you idiot. There, feels good. Stop teasing me." Akashi's legs wrapped around Kuroko's waist as the other thrust faster and deeper. His back arched off the bed, his moans escaping him, his thoughts scattered.
Kuroko couldn't help but admire the beauty underneath him. Akashi's red hair splayed out against the pillow in a fiery mess, his face flushed, his eyes closed in pleasure, his mouth gasping for more, his skin glistening with sweat. He was absolutely stunning. Kuroko grabbed one of Akashi's legs and hooked it on his shoulder before thrusting harder into him. The sound of rough moans and skin slapping on skin filled the small room.
Akashi shouted, the change in angles allowing Kuroko to go deeper and hit his prostate directly. The redhead was begging incoherently, he didn't know what he wanted anymore. Whether it was for Kuroko to stop, to go faster, to wait, to go harder, he simply wanted more.
The bed creaked as Kuroko roughly took the redhead over and over again. When he noticed that Akashi was close, he slowed down immediately.
"Tetsuya, please! I can't anymore, please let me come, please. So deep, ah...shit, shit, shit."
Kuroko thrust lazily into the other and watched Akashi fall apart, "I think you can take more, can't you?"
He placed Akashi's other leg on his shoulder and carefully leaned forward nearly bending the other in half. The redhead moaned as he felt Kuroko's cock sink deeper into him. His hands reached out for anything to hold onto. Kuroko noticed and laced their fingers together before continuing his slow, deep thrusts into the other.
Akashi held Kuroko's hands tightly, his orgasm had been building yet he hadn't found his release yet. He felt overwhelmed. Tears welled up in his eyes and spilled onto the pillow. He cried with every drag over his prostate and sobbed when Kuroko nearly pulled out with each thrust.
Kuroko kissed the corners of his eyes to wipe away the tears and let go of Akashi's hands to grip his hips. The blue haired boy began thrusting in earnest and watched red eyes widen in sheer pleasure. He gripped the headboard with one hand as he pounded into Akashi and stroked his cock to give him the release he needed.
Akashi's eyes rolled back as he came. His nails scratched down Kuroko's back as he shouted his name. He came all over his chest, his vision went white, his ears ringing.
"Ah...Seijuro." Kuroko moaned at the feeling of Akashi clenching around him and came shortly after, emptying himself into the condom.
When they came down from their high, Kuroko slowly pulled out, tied off the condom, wiped Akashi's chest, and collapsed onto the bed beside him. They lay in silence for a couple of minutes, basking in the afterglow.
Akashi turned onto his side and pulled Kuroko closer to hold him. The blue haired boy was more than happy to lean against Akashi's chest and hummed in appreciation when he felt Akashi's fingers run through his hair.
"Did I really plague your thoughts for months?" Kuroko asked suddenly, dozing off slightly.
Akashi scoffed, "Oh yeah, more than you'd think."
"What'd you think about?"
"Ah, you know…" Akashi trailed off, feeling a little embarrassed by his dirty thoughts of his mystery kisser, "This and that."
The blue haired boy propped himself up on his elbows to look at the other, "That's not an answer. Tell me about it, I won't laugh, I promise."
Akashi rolled his eyes, "That's a lie and we both know it. I just...thought a lot about you, what you would look like and stuff."
Kuroko laughed, earning a small shove from the other, "That's all…?"
The redhead brought a hand to the back of Kuroko's head and pulled him in for a sweet kiss, "I imagined this. You on top of me, beneath me, everywhere."
"Mm," Kuroko sighed as he leaned into the kiss, "want to go again?"
"Fuck yes."
Kuroko straddled Akashi's hips as he stroked his own growing erection. He let out a breathless laugh while staring down at Akashi, his eyes filled with a burning desire,
"Hey, let me ride you. I've kind of wanted to for a while."
Akashi's mouth went dry at the sight before him. His fingers tracing lines against Kuroko's bare thighs. His eyes followed every movement the blue haired boy made, staring with hunger as Kuroko sucked on his fingers seductively. Eventually, Akashi snapped out of his trance and sat up. The redhead grabbed Kuroko's hand and then reached for the lube that was thrown on the bed.
"Let me do it for you." Akashi gave Kuroko a little peck on his cheek before warming up some lube on his fingers.
Kuroko wrapped his arms around the other's neck and played with his red hair as Akashi stroked his cock with one hand and teased his entrance with the other. Akashi's body was exhausted yet all he could think about was Kuroko's comfortable weight in his lap and the small noises he made as Akashi fingered him.
Their lips meshed together, heat searing between them and Akashi wanted to see the blue haired boy fall apart. Much like how Kuroko wanted to see him cry, Akashi wanted to see him in complete and utter bliss.
"It's good there…" Kuroko moaned as he felt Akashi's fingers brush against his prostate, "Yes, Seijuro more!"
The redhead relentlessly abused his prostate until Kuroko wasn't sure if he was moving his hips away or closer. Akashi kissed down his chest and stroked his cock faster, driving Kuroko closer to the edge.
"Ah, Seijuro! I-"
"Come Tetsuya. I've got you." Akashi mumbled low against the base of his neck.
Kuroko tensed up and bit his lip as he rode out his second orgasm of that evening. Akashi felt Kuroko's cum cover his hand as he kissed the other until he was breathless. The blue haired boy gasped and let out a shaky moan. Akashi fell back onto the bed and brushed his hands up and down Kuroko's waist.
"Well? You said you wanted to ride me," Akashi said with a smirk, "I want to watch you do it yourself."
The blue haired boy was still coming down from his high but he drooled at the sight of Akashi's cock in front of him. Kuroko slipped a condom over the redhead and slowly sat down onto his cock.
Akashi gripped Kuroko's hips to make sure he wouldn't get hurt and watched in adoration as the blue haired boy took him in. Kuroko felt himself trembling, his body sensitive and overstimulated, but he let out a sigh of relief when he felt Akashi bottom out.
Kuroko tilted his head back, his eyes screwed shut. He felt full and hot. The blue haired boy placed his hands on Akashi's chest for balance and slowly began moving his hips up and down. Akashi watched the other breathlessly bounce on his lap, his thighs trembling with effort. Kuroko could barely think anymore, his loud cries echoed through the room, his body chased the pleasure.
"Seijuro, I can't!" Kuroko fell forward onto Akashi's chest, panting hard. His thighs ached and he wasn't even sure if he would be able to come a third time.
"You did so well." Akashi muttered, his hands gently stroking his back. The redhead's hands massaged his lower back before gripping lightly to thrust upwards. Kuroko could only moan as he pushed his hips back to meet Akashi's thrusts.
"Yes, yes, Seijuro...please.." Kuroko gasped softly as he rubbed his neglected erection against Akashi's stomach. The blue haired boy nearly choked when he felt Akashi's hand wrap around his cock and stroke lazily.
"You can come a third time, can't you, Tetsuya?" Akashi teased as he jerked him off. Kuroko shook his head but when he moved his hips away from Akashi's hand, he was just met with a hard thrust into his prostate.
Kuroko's orgasm hit him hard. He shuddered with pleasure as he let out a long moan, his cum thin and clear. He collapsed onto Akashi's body and winced when he felt the redhead pull out and hastily take off the condom. The last thing Kuroko's brain registered before passing out was the feeling of Akashi's cum covering his chest.
Warning! End of explicit scene.
They woke up the morning after with their memories intact. Akashi groaned as he turned over onto his side. After Kuroko had fainted, the redhead half heartedly cleaned up before knocking out beside him. The redhead smiled as he watched his lover sleep peacefully. He lightly brushed away Kuroko's hair from his face and kissed his forehead. His room was littered with evidence of yesterday's events. Clothes still thrown on the ground, the bed sheets messy, tissues and condoms in the garbage, hickies and scratches painted Kuroko's skin as well as his own.
Kuroko sleepily opened his eyes, "Good morning, Sei."
"Good morning, my little duckling."
They lay in a comfortable silence together. Kuroko wrapped his arms around Akashi's waist and pulled him into a tight embrace. His fingers traced the tally marks that continued to grow in quantity. Akashi buried his face into the sky blue hair and breathed in summer.
"I love you so much, Tetsuya."
"I love you too, ducky. Do you want to get our tattoos once we find the will to get up? We really did a number on each other last night."
Akashi laughed, they both began to doze off, "Of course."
They got their 59th tally mark shortly after and announced to their mutual friends that they were going out together. It was a gentle lifetime, something which they knew they had to cherish. Fate was as cruel as it was beautiful, Akashi and Kuroko knew better than anyone that every moment they shared was a blessing.
They passed away in the same year decades later.