They were alone.
When they were alone they could do anything they wanted.
It was just them and this empty volleyball court. Suddenly the volleyball court became secondary in times like these. Kageyama would never make the first move, maybe his pride wouldn't allow it. That didn't deter Hinata at all instead it spurred him forward seeking more of a reaction from the stoic setter.
It usually started with Kageyama catching his breath after practice, sitting with his back against the wall. Hinata would crawl toward the taller boy. Kageyama never stopped Hinata from climbing onto his lap straddling his waist.
Only then would Kageyama slowly start to touch Hinata. His fingertips gliding over Hinata's exposed thighs still warm from the practice. Hinata's arms would curl around the back of Kagayama's neck while he leaned in. He'd rest his chin on top of Kageyama's black hair.
They'd sit like that huddle together for a bit before Kageyama would start to get a little more greedy. Hinata always loved that, it was nice to be wanted. Well even if it was a little embarrassing.
Still Hinata didn't mind Kageyama pulling the collar of his shirt forcing him to lean in more. Hinata made sure to move his head to the side to give the setter access to his neck. Kageyama was always happy to take advance of that, leaving soft kisses and gentle nips along his skin.
Hinata bit his bottom lip to keep in the sweet sounds that were threatening to spill out. His hands crept under the ravenette's shirt to feel the muscles of his stomach underneath. His fingers curled, nails digging into the still sweaty skin of his partner's abs.
"Idiot."
Hinata pouted his lips childishly hearing that word from the other boy, slowly he pulled back. Hinata's big brown eyes looked down at Kageyama as he adjusted on his lap. Once he was in a better position he leaned down into the setter finally pressing their lips together.
Kageyama didn't protest. It had taken them a long time to get to this point, to be comfortable enough to lose themselves in each other. It was still their little secret but Hinata thought that was cute in an endearing type of way.
Their lips moved together seamlessly, eventually a muffled moan broke passed Hinata's lips into his teammate's mouth. Kageyama responded in turn by pushing the smaller boy onto his back. The setter quickly followed hovering over him before reconnecting their pink lips.
Hinata hummed approvingly at this course of action, the hardwood floor was a little uncomfortable but that was okay. The decoy arched his back, his slender legs slowly wrapping around Kageyama's waist. In his new position of power Kageyama grazed over the skin of Hinata's throat with his nails making the boy on the bottom whimper.
Yes. There was the sound he was looking for.
Unfortunately that submissive sound turn into one of panic. Hinata's tiny hands started shoving at Kageyama's chest weakly trying to push him back. This confused the setter but he pulled away to let Hinata breath. He didn't have time to ask what was wrong before Hinata was shouting.
"Shimizu!" When he heard Hinata shout their cute manager's name Kageyama turned his neck stiffly toward the doors. Sure enough there stood Karasuno's manager, her face red like a tomato and shaking.
"We were cleaning!" Kageyama found himself explaining backing up on his ass away from Hinata.
"Yeah, cleaning!" Hinata joined in nodding his head frantically. The energetic little decoy started running around the court picking up loose balls. "It was our turn to clean up today after all!"
"We have to take the net down too, Hinata!" Kageyama nervously got to his feet staggering to help the shorter boy with the orange hair.
It was then Shimizu lifted her clipboard to hide half her face, her blue eyes still scanning over them behind their lenses. The pair of boys were surprised to hear a very soft giggle come from the girl. They froze at the same time looking over at her before yelling in unison.
"What does that mean?!"