Nine Lives of Dream
Chapter 2: Loose Ends (picks up immediately where chapter 1 ended)
"Tetsurou, quite down. You'll disturb the neighbors," Kuroo's mother scolded as she came to stand beside her son at the door.
"Ah, sorry," Kuroo looked down sheepishly.
"Now, about Kenma-kun…"
Kuroo stiffened. He'd known this was coming, after all Kenma had just confessed his love in the middle of their front hall. Hell they'd even kissed right there. And Kuroo wasn't naive enough to think that just because his parents weren't in the room, they weren't listening or something.
"Come along, we're going to have a nice long chat about this," Kuroo's mom said gesturing Kuroo away from the door to close it.
"But-"
"No but's, your father is over there pouting because he didn't notice anything."
"Wait, you knew?"
"Of course I knew Tetsurou dear, I'm your mother. It's my job to know these things. And you've been friends with that boy since this side of forever, making those adoring googly eyes at him. Heavens knows how you haven't managed to hook up yet. I don't know where you get that wishy-washy attitude from, it most certainly wasn't from me."
Dumbfounded. It was the only word that seemed fitting as Kuroo followed his mother into the dining room, where his father was sitting at the table, head in his hands as if he'd just been fired. But it could have just as well have been the distressed look from finding out his son was in a relationship with another guy – that generally causes most parents at least some consternation.
"Dad?"
Kuroo's dad looked up as his wife and son entered the room, lips drawn taught and brows furrowed.
"You're so mean Tetsurou! You don't tell me anything, and here I was being the only one who didn't know."
Kuroo's mother sighed as she took a seat across from her husband, gesturing for Kuroo to follow suit, but Kuroo just stood there, brain uncomprehending of what his father had just said.
"Sorry, I think I missed what you're actually mad about."
Kuroo's dad frowned looking away.
"It's not because I like Kenma?"
"Why would it be because you like Kenma-kun? I'll admit I was surprised, but Kenma-kun's a sweet kid, I have no complaints about your choice."
"Then what is it you're mad about?"
"That you didn't tell me! I'm your dad, and you never even came to me for advice once. Hey dad see there's this person I like… what should I do? Or hey dad, got a minute? There's this friend that I kind of like more than a friend but I don't want to ruin the relationship that we have now… You know? Or you'd give me a hypothetical situation, but we'd both know you were talking about yourself and then I'd get to say something cool."
'Something's definitely not right about this situation,' Kuroo thought as his father complained about having missed a real father-son bonding moment.
"I'm sorry."
"Are you really?"
"No."
"Okay, that's quite enough of that," Kuroo's mom interjected. "Now that we all know what the real problem is, let's move on. Tetsurou."
"Yes?"
"We love you very much, no matter who it is you decide to spend your life with. We just want to make sure that this is in fact what you want. Feelings aside, because it's obvious how much you adore Kenma-kun… Well obvious to some people," she pointedly cast a side glance at her husband before continuing. "You realize that not everyone will be as open to your relationship as we are. I suspect Kenma's parents will be understanding, but you could potentially be facing some pretty negative reactions. Are you prepared for that?"
"Yes, whatever the reaction, this is what I've chosen. Me and Kenma both, so I'll stand by him."
"That's my boy!" Kuroo's dad said beaming with pride.
"Shut up dear, you're not helping."
"Now the second thing I wanted to address is your future. Have you thought about your future at all? Kenma-kun aside, after graduation what are your plans?"
"I'll continue playing volleyball in college. And I've been looking into programs for sports medicine. Even I know that being a pro volleyball player isn't a given no matter how good you are, but I can't see myself in an office job. There's some good kinesiology programs at Meiji and Toudai and their volleyball teams are top class."
"And Kenma-kun? Do you know what he plans to do? It'll be another year before he's out of high school, but if say he decides to go abroad to study, or if by then you do, are you confident your relationship won't suffer for it?"
"I don't know. Kenma doesn't talk about the future so I don't really know what he wants to do. But I've waited four years for him already, so I'm pretty sure I can wait as long as I need to if the situation demands it. And Kenma… Kenma's never been so bold before in all the years I've known him. I don't even think I've ever heard him yelling like that before. So if he feels that strongly about me now, I'd like to think that he won't just decide I'm no longer worth it."
"Okay, now about kids."
Kuroo stiffened.
"You'll never be able to have your own kids if you're together. Adoption is an option if you so choose, but there's something special about making a family with someone that you will be forfeiting in this relationship. Are you okay with that? Have you even given it any thought?"
"No, I haven't thought about it. But I love Kenma. Kids... kids are nice but they grow up and they leave. Kenma's always going to be by my side, so if I had to choose, it would be Kenma every time."
"Alright and my last question."
"Yeah?"
"Why was there cat hair on the sofa?"
"On the couch?"
"Yes, I meant to ask you last night, but you were already in your room. The window in the living room was open and there was cat hair on the sofa."
"Oh, you see I kind of picked up a stray the other day, but it seems like he snuck out when I was sleeping."
"Well if it does come back-"
"He."
"Well if he does come back, then you'll have to take proper care of him, and don't you dare let him on my sofa again."
"Yes mom."
"Good. Dear did you have anything you wanted to ask?"
"Have you thought about how you two are going to have sex yet?"
Silence. Kuroo blanched.
"Your father raises a good point, have you?"
"I don't really want to talk about that."
"Fine. I don't have to be here when you do if it makes you uncomfortable. But sometime in the next couple of days, you two have to sit down and have a talk. Dear?"
"Yes, leave it to me," Kuroo's dad grinned, perhaps looking forward to the father-son milestone of life time more than was necessary. Kuroo on the other hand was dreading the encounter.
xXx
The conclusion that Kenma had come to when he'd entered Kuroo's room after having properly been discharged from the hospital to find Kenko lying on his back purring as Kuroo rubbed his stomach, was that cats are capable of some pretty amazing things. The common saying is that a cat has nine lives, but the myth had only come about because of some weird British proverb: A cat has nine lives. For three he plays, for three he strays and for the last three he stays. What it meant was that in general cats are most affectionate when they're old and have gotten the playing and straying out of his system or something thereabouts. But short of actually having nine lives, Kenma was sure there was no possible way Kenko should have survived that fall.
"Oh, Kenma! Come over here, I want you to meet my cat."
"So, he came back then?"
"What's that?"
"Kenko."
Kuroo blinked. "How the heck could you possibly know that?"
"It's a long story."
"I have time."
"It's not important, but I'm glad to see he's alright."
"Well whatever, I'm all ears if you ever want to share."
"Merow~"
Kenko hopped from Kuroo's lap, soft paws padding across the floor to Kenma, who bent down to pick him up.
"Sorry about last time," Kenma whispered, a relieved smile ghosting across his face as he felt that sandpaper tongue flicking over his cheek.
"Look this way for a second."
Kenma glanced up, Kenko craning his neck towards the sound of Kuroo's voice, both grimacing and blinking rapidly at the splotches of light and dark dancing in their vision from the flash of Kuroo's phone.
"Thanks."
"What the heck, Kuroo?"
"You guys are so cute, I want to make it my home screen."
Kenma's gaze narrowed, brow twitching in annoyance.
"Haha, sorry. So how'd it go at the hospital?" Kuroo asked walking over and drawing Kenma into a light embrace, Kenko jumping off to the side so as not to get caught up in it.
"Mmm, everything's fine. Doctor's couldn't find anything wrong with me," Kenma hummed in pleasure as he nuzzled against Kuroo. "Though my mom demanded to know what was so important that I would go running off without evening telling her that I'm alright. So I told her."
"You told her what?"
"That we're dating now."
"You did?"
"Yeah, I thought it would be best that they find out from me, before your parents called or something."
"Well yeah, that was probably the right move. So how did she take it?"
"She smacked me upside the head and told me that something like that could have waited until after the doctor's gave me a checkup to make sure I was alright."
"Well she's not wrong, but that's it?"
"Yeah."
"And your dad?"
"He didn't say anything."
"What does that mean?"
"That he's okay with it."
"Are you sure?"
"No, he's going to come at you with a shotgun and tell you to get the hell away from me."
The color drained from Kuroo's face.
"I'm joking, Tetsurou. I said he's okay with it."
"But if he didn't say anything, how do you know?"
"Because dad would have said something if he didn't approve."
"So what now?"
"I have the boss fight left to clear the last level of my game," Kenma said pulling his PSP from his pocket. "Want to watch?"
Kuroo smirked, of course things wouldn't go from causal to sexy immediately just because they were dating. It was actually endearing to him, that Kenma seemed so relaxed about their relationship. Still he kind of wished Kenma was a bit more flustered. Wanted to touch or cuddle more. Moving so that his back was to the side of his bed, Kuroo sat on the ground, idly noting that Kenko was making himself comfortable on the swivel chair in front of his desk.
"So which game is-" Kuroo's voice died in his throat as Kenma sat in the space between Kuroo's bent legs, scooching so his back leaned flush against Kuroo's front, and game poised in his hands propped up on his knees.
"Can you see okay?"
"Kenma, this…"
"Problem?" Kenma tilted his head back to meet Kuroo's gaze innocently, though his eyes gleamed with something daringly mischievous, as if challenging Kuroo to do something.
"No~"
"Good, because I'm sure you wouldn't be thinking I'm making a move on you while your parents are right downstairs."
"Of course not," Kuroo grinned, the suggestion was an enticing one, but he wasn't nearly bold enough to go at it with his parents in the house, especially before his father had given him the talk. He didn't' want to hear it, but he was sure he'd get into deep shit if he neglected his parents' wishes in this matter.
"His HP is 10k, the last boss was only 8k so I'm not sure what to expect. So don't distract me when I start okay, Tetsurou."
"Yeah, of course," Kuroo said, reaching around to pause Kenma's little avatar on the screen. "So kiss me before you start?"
Golden eyes glimmered with want, as Kenma set the game down on the floor, shifting to his knees and turning to face Kuroo. That sly sexy smirk, melted him, as he cupped Kuroo's cheeks in his hands and leaned in to capture his lips.
"Mmm," a rumble of desire as Kuroo's hand fell to Kenma's hips, pulling him closer as lips moved hungrily against lips. When Kenma pulled back, Kuroo groaned at the loss.
"If I win, you have to congratulate me properly," Kenma said ears tinting pink as he turned, settling back against Kuroo and picking his game back up. Kuroo grinned eagerly at the prospect, arms wrapping around Kenma's waist and chin resting on his shoulder.
xXx
"Now Tetsurou, your mother said to make sure I give these to you."
Kuroo looked at the box his father had just handed him and chocked upon realization of what it was. A talk was one thing, but getting a box of condoms from his father hadn't been on his list of things to expect for the day – though given the way their conversation had gone the last time, it probably shouldn't have been such a surprise.
"T-t-this is-"
"Now I can't claim to be knowledgeable about sex between two men, and you don't have to worry about accidentally having children, but anal is anal. The anus doesn't self-lubricate like a vagina, so you have to make sure and lube him up properly. We were talking with Kenma-kun's parents and they're giving him lube, so I didn't buy any. But back to the condoms, wear them or not, that's up to you and Kenma-kun, but lots of people don't really like the feeling of having semen in their rectum, and he'll probably have to scoop it out afterwards if you do it bareback."
Kuroo was so hot with embarrassment that he could have sworn his head was steaming. His gaze strayed to where Kenko was strolling by, proudly displaying the collar his mother had put on him earlier that morning. His father's voice dragging his straying concentration back to the conversation at hand.
"You're also going to have to stretch him properly before you start. Don't go immediately sticking your penis in him or you're going to hurt him. You might want to get him to orgasm once before moving on to penetration, so he'll at least be a bit more relaxed."
"D-do you really have to be telling me all this?" After grudgingly watching Kenma go the night before, all hot and bothered from the voraciously exciting makeout session he'd jerked off in the shower, and he'd woken up in the morning with a wet stain on the front of his boxers after a ridiculously vivid porn quality dream. He was anticipating their first time with every fiber of his being, but he wasn't so inconsiderately stupid to have not looked up safe anal preparation on the internet. Hurting Kenma because of ignorance was nowhere in his plans. He didn't need to hear about stretching from his dad.
"Sorry Tetsurou, your mother's orders that I don't leave anything out. We're just trying to be supportive."
"Too supportive. Way too supportive!"
"Well that's probably true, I would have been pissed off in my old man sat me down to have this kind of conversation, then again, his idea of the talk was, if you're going to do it, make sure you love her and more importantly that she loves you, and if you're going to do it for pleasure not for function, then make sure you wear a damn condom."
"Yeah, that would have been enough."
"He also said to make sure you stick it in the right hole, but you don't have that problem. So, since the situation is a bit different, you just have to suck it up and sit there until I'm done. Which I almost am."
"What else is there?"
"You need to pay attention to your partner, especially after you've already entered him. If you lose yourself from the sensation of being in him, and stop paying attention, you could hurt him without intending to."
"I know that."
"Good. Well that's all. So have fun, and don't do it anywhere you can get caught – unless you get off on that kind of thing – but still, sex in public places is illegal so try not to do anything to make your mother mad."
Kuroo raised a brow, sure he'd regret it, but decided to ask anyway. "Why would you even think we'd have sex in public?"
"Kenma-kun's surprisingly forward, so I can see you two getting carried away and going at it without thinking about your surroundings."
"I'll thank you not to imagine me and Kenma doing anything of the sort," Kuroo deadpanned.
xXx
"You may be wondering why I'm having this conversation with you and not your father, and the simple answer to that is that he almost passed out from embarrassment making a checklist of things to make sure he addressed."
Kenma nodded, staring ahead blankly as his mother began to speak. He didn't know how he'd ended up in this situation. His parents had been pretty chill about the dating a guy thing when he'd first told them so. Then when he'd gotten home from Kuroo's the first thing out of his mother's mouth had been: you didn't do it yet, did you? No. Okay good. We have to have a talk before you do. Kenma had almost passed out in shock as the blood rushed to his head.
"So first of all is this. I wasn't sure which one would be better, so I bought the standard kind, the warming kind, and this one that smelled like chocolate. The lady at the store said it was flavored and was pretty popular."
Golden eyes glazed over as they stared at the array of bottles laid out before him on the table. Stuck on the fact that his mother had gone into the store to buy this and didn't seem the slightest bit phased by it.
"You're the bottom aren't you honey?"
Kenma nodded, his voice having retreated somewhere along with his cognitive reasoning functions.
"So you're going to want to do regular enemas to keep yourself clean. I bought an enema kit for you," she said placing it on the table next to the bottles of lube with the picture instructions on the back facing up. "The instructions are pretty clear, but if you need help the first time you can ask your father... or me. I know asking your mother about it might be embarrassing, but I've washed and cleaned you so many times when you were a child that this really wouldn't be a problem for me, your father on the other hand might cry."
"I think I can manage myself," Kenma squeaked, banishing the thought of having to ask his parents to help him make preparations for sex. Not to mention how awkward it would be to have anyone around to listen to the lewd sounds of him expelling the enema fluid.
"Okay. And the last thing I wanted to mention was when you're going to have sex, make sure he stretches you properly and use a lot of the lube, it wouldn't be good if you ripped or damaged anything dear. My advice would be to perhaps prep yourself beforehand to make it easier on the both of you. A little stretching in the shower would probably suffice."
And that was it. Kenma blew a fuse, face down to his neck as red as a beet, and eyes dazed and unfocused. Something was fundamentally wrong with a world in which a guy was having a conversation with his mother about stretching his anus in the shower for sex with his boyfriend.
xXx
"Sorry for the intrusion," Kenma said as Kuroo's mom opened the door, dressed in an elegant mauve evening gown.
"Oh not at all dear, we're going out for a dinner with some friends and won't be back until late so do enjoy yourself."
"Un…" Kenma averted his gaze at the perceived insinuation.
"Evening Kenma-kun," Kuroo's dad walked out from the living room while straightening his tie.
"Hello Mr. Kuroo."
Kuroo's dad looked around and frowned. "Feel free to hit that idiot son of mine for not meeting you at the door."
"That's not really necessary."
"If you say so, but a man ought to be a bit more courteous to his date even if it is a night in sort of affair."
Kenma blinked and nodded. Kuroo had told him his parents were cool with it, but it still seemed strange for them to treat it so casually.
"Are you staying tonight?"
"Ah, yes…"
"I forgot to say so to Tetsurou, but since it's the first time, you should probably only do it once. Then again you're both young so- Oww!"
"Sorry Kenma dear, do ignore him," Mrs. Kuroo said smiling sweetly before turning a sharp disproving gaze towards her husband who she'd elbowed to shut up.
"…U-un," Kenma grunted in acknowledgement.
"Alright, let's go dear. Have a good night Kenma dear."
"You as well Mrs. Kuroo."
Once the two had left, Kuroo's mom berating her husband for his tactlessness just outside the door, Kenma's expression softened. Kuroo's family were really kind. Turning his attention to the stairs he headed up to Kuroo's room.
"Oh Kenma, hey! You're early," Kuroo grinned standing to greet Kenma only for the bleach blonde to kick him in the shin and walk straight past to the bed.
"Ow, what the fuck?" Kuroo hissed, rubbing his shin.
"You jerk, you have any idea how awkward it was being met at the door by your parents when they know we're going to have sex?"
Kuroo's eyes widened, brows creasing apologetically. "Sorry."
A long sigh heaved and dissipated from Kenma's lips, exhaling all the air in his lungs before breathing in again.
"You okay?" Kuroo asked as Kenma flopped face first into the sheets, jostling Kenko who'd been resting on the pillows at the head of the bed.
"Sorry, seeing your parents just now, and earlier having my mom talk to me about lube and stretching was a bit of a shock, I'm still recovering."
"Yeah, my da- wait your mom gave you the talk?"
"Yeah, apparently dad just couldn't do it."
"I have a whole new respect for Mrs. Kozume," Kuroo said impressed, sitting on the edge of the bed and rubbing Kenma's calf comfortingly.
"Yeah, she's hard as nails. Didn't even blush once."
"Haha, now I know where you get that spark of boldness from."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Kenma asked turning just enough for his eyes to meet Kuroo's.
"Just that, I never thought you'd confess to me, or be the first to initiate a kiss."
"It's not like I had a choice. If I didn't I'd still be waiting for you to grow a pair and do something," Kenma huffed indignantly.
Yellow ocher eyes narrowed as a grin turned up the corners of Kuroo's lips. Fingers wrapping around Kenma's ankle and dragging him closer, shirt riding up with the movement.
"What the hell Tetsurou?" Kenma asked rolling onto his back just as Kuroo crawled over to cage him against the mattress – knees on either sides of his hips, hands planted next to his ears.
Kuroo leaned in stealing a quick kiss from pouting lips before whispering lustily against Kenma's ear, "I'm growing a pair and doing something."
Kenma shivered at the low husky tone caressing his ear and warming over his neck. Before he had a chance to ponder over what exactly Kuroo was planning behind those deviously gleaming eyes, lips captured his again.
"Mmm," Kenma hummed as he bucked his hips to brush against the straining bulge in Kuroo's pants. Kuroo grunted, crushing his hips down just as Kenma retreated.
"Ungh!" Kenma gasped as the delicious pressure.
"Ne Kuroo, can we skip this part?"
"Hmm? What part is that exactly?"
"The foreplay. I just really want you now."
"I haven't even begun to prepare you yet," Kuroo said in surprise.
"I…before this..." Kenma averted his gaze. "Before this I prepped myself a bit, so I was kind of turned on already…"
Kurooo blinked, mind running away with him, images of Kenma lying back on his bed, his own fingers up his ass, an instant turn on.
"What the hell are you imagining?" Kenma frowned.
"You can't tell me something like that and not expect me to think about it," Kuroo growled predatorily. "I get you might already be on edge, hell I am too, I've been imagining taking you since you said you loved me, and having wet dreams about you since way before that, so I know want. Don't think I don't. But being our first time and all, we have to do this properly."
"Bu-"
"I won't take the chance I might hurt you," Kuroo said firmly, offering no room for compromise. "Understand?"
Kenma nodded mutely, a pout affixed to his face though he was inwardly squeeing, arousal stirring in his blood at the unyielding assertion.
"Good. Now where were we?" Oh yeah I think I was just about to start stripping you. Or would you rather give me a show?" Kuroo grinned teasingly.
"Not a chance," Kenma stuck his tongue out petulantly.
"Haha didn't think so. Can't blame a guy for asking though," Kuroo smirked as he slid his hands up under Kenma's shirt, skimming over a taut midsection before rolling it up and off, Kenma lifting his arms in compliance to allow Kuroo to remove this shirt.
"God you're beautiful."
"Shut up, you see me without my shirt after practice all the time."
"And I always think so, but it's not like I can stand there and appreciate the view. You'd have gotten pissed off at me for staring."
"It's good you understand that," Kenma muttered. "But do you really have to stare now?"
"I want to memorize every dip and contour of your body, Kenma. I want to memorize every smile, frown, gasp, and glare. I want to memorize the way your face twists in ecstasy so when I close my eyes I can always see you."
Golden eyes widened, scarlet cresting on his cheeks.
"I-idiot!"
"I'm sorry, did I make you self-conscious?" Kuroo asked, voice a sultry rumble, holding not a shred of remorse.
Kenma's gaze narrowed dangerously. "Don't play with me Tetsurou."
"I like that look. I think I'm enamored with this assertive Kenma. Show me more of him, won't you?"
Kenma pushed Kuroo back. Kuroo watching as slender fingers made quick work of his belt buckle, thumbs hooking in the fabric and pushing it down over his hips and kicking it off leaving him in nothing but a pair of grey boxer briefs, hugging him tightly and leaving little to the imagination.
"Now I think one of us is a bit overdressed," Kenma said unflinchingly serious. "Do something about it."
Kuroo blinked before doubling over laughing. "Fuck that's too sexy."
Fuming silently, Kenma sat up turning his back to Kuroo.
"Ah wait! Sorry! Sorry!" Kuroo said quickly. "You better turn around if you don't want to miss the show – short show that it'll be."
Kenma glanced over his shoulder, eyes meeting Kuroo's as the black t-shirt was removed without the slightest flourish, muscles rippling beneath his skin with the movement, tight abs, strong biceps, and defined forearms. Kuroo's hands fell to his hips.
"Wait."
"Hmm?"
"I- I want to."
"Is that so? Then get over here."
Kenma turned, falling to his hands and crawling over, in what Kuroo noted to be a very catlike manner, svelte form shifting sensuously as he approached. Stopping just before Kuroo, Kenma sat back on his heels, finger hesitantly touching Kuroo's abdomen, dancing lightly over the muscles with reverence before teasingly brushing along he hem of his jeans. Looking up to meet Kuroo's gaze, Kenma's fingers worked the belt, button and zipper open in quick succession, hand diving in to palm against Kuroo's erection.
"Ngh," Kuroo grunted, eyes closing briefly as he pressed his hips forward, desiring more friction.
Pulling his hand back, Kenma pushed Kuroo back. "Stand."
Standing back off the bed, Kuroo drank in the incensed gleam in Kenma's eyes as he slid Kuroo's pants down. Black boxers, tight against his thighs. Kenma swallowed. Gaze intense, Kenma hooked his fingers on the hem of Kuroo's boxers, slowly peeling the tight fabric down. Revealing inch by inch the organ that would soon be in him.
"Like what you see?" Kuroo asked with a smirk, to which Kenma's only response was the glazed hungry look in his golden eyes. "Shit, your eyes… I love that fierce look you get when you see something you want. Do you have any idea how ecstatic I am to have those eyes directed at me?"
Kenma stood, silently admiring every exposed inch of Kuroo's body, instinctively dropping to his knees, and stroking a finger along Kuroo's length.
"Kenma?"
"I… want to taste you," Kenma murmured grasping Kuroo's erection and bringing it to his lips before Kuroo could register what he'd said.
"Kenma!"
A slow, tentative lick from base to tip, thumb smearing precum over the head. Pleasure streaked up Kuroo's spine, eyes reflecting the smoldering want burgeoning in him. Another slow but more confident lick. And again. Then Kenma met Kuroo's eyes as his lips spread lewdly, mouth enveloping the head. Kuroo's head snapped back, gritting his teeth as Kema's tongue laved over the tip and down the sides.
"Fuck!" Kuroo pushed Kenma back, lifting the lithe form from the ground and tossing him back on the bed. A keening whimper escaping Kenma as he licked his lips.
Tugging Kenma's boxers off, Kuroo beheld the completely nude form. Intensely, adoringly, greedily.
"Tetsurou~" Kenma keened shifting his hips under the scrutiny.
"Lube," Kuroo rasped.
"My pants pocket."
Kuroo turned, fishing out the small bottle from the discarded article of clothing.
"Condom or bareback?"
"I want to feel you."
Kuroo nodded, pouring the clear liquid into his hands, liberally coating his fingers. "Spread."
Kenma took a breath to calm his thundering heart as he did as he'd been bidden, hands trembling in sudden uncertainty as cool slick fingers drew circles around his anus. He'd taken his mother's advice and stretched a bit in the shower, the sensation of having his finger up his ass was weird and rather uncomfortable, but somehow his whole body was set aflame when the first of Kuroo's fingers slid slowly past the ring of muscles.
"Nghhh~"
"Let me know if it hurts," Kuroo gruffed, as he pushed until his finger was in up to his knuckle. Kenma gave a curt nod as he watched in fascination as Kuroo pulled his finger out, feeling the resistance of his muscles clamping down on the digit. Then in again. And out.
"I can take two, Tetsurou. I prepped with two," Kenma said unabashedly, desperate to do or say anything that would speed up the process. Kuroo said nothing but he did comply, adding a second finger and feeling Kenma clamp down on him as he pushed in to the knuckles again, curling.
"Ahh!" Kenma's eyes widened, a yelp of surprise at the jolt of blazing pleasure shooting up his spine.
Smirking, Kuroo took care to rub at the small bundle of nerves in Kenma's rectum, eliciting a series of mewls and moans and gasps as Kenma writhed atop the bed, dick leaking precum against his stomach.
"S-stop!"
Kuroo didn't, twisting and scissoring his fingers, brushing Kenma's prostate intermittently, driving that flushed body higher and higher.
"T-tetsurou! Stop, I'm gonna… nnngh nngh ahhh!"
Kenma threw his head back, hips bucking onto Kuroo's hand as he came all over his stomach. Kuroo sat back on his knees in fascination. The glazed-eyed, mouth open, cheeks flushed, chest heaving picture of Kenma's post-orgasm face was once he wanted to sear into his very soul. The very first time he'd seen it. It was the most sinfully beautiful thing he'd ever seen.
Then an open palmed slap shocked Kuroo from his thoughts to meet angry golden eyes.
"You stupid fucking moron! I told you to stop!"
"What's the problem?" Kuroo asked cocking a brow, not understanding Kenma's anger.
"What's the problem? What's the damn problem? I told you to stop and you didn't that's the problem! I wanted to cum with you!"
"Yeah, you damn well better," Kuroo said still not understanding.
"You're impossible!" Kenma snapped irritably. "I wanted the first time I cum for you to be with you inside me. With that inside me."
Kuroo stared blankly at Kenma for a moment before his cheeks darkened with red. "Holy shit, Kenma you're so fucking cute!"
Kenma bristled. "Dumbass!"
"Does that mean you're too mad to continue? Do I have to go and take care of this by myself?" Kuroo asked.
"I'll smother you in your sleep if you even think about ending this now."
"Haha, okay," Kuroo grinned, ducking down to plant an apologetic kiss on Kenma's cheek. "Sorry I didn't stop, but entering you will be easier for you if you've already cum once. Forgive me?"
Lips pursed into a pout, but Kenma nodded.
"Now let's see if I can't put that sexy orgasmic expression back on your lovely face."
Kenma huffed but said nothing, as Kuroo poured lube over his cock, making sure it was properly coated before positioning himself at Kenma's entrance.
"Relax," Kuroo said, left hand resting on Kenma's hip, right hand holding himself straight. He began pushing. Kenma's whole body went rigid, the thing pressing at his entrance was nothing like the two fingers.
"Kenma, you have to relax," Kuroo ordered as he pushed, feeling the muscles straining to keep him out.
"I-"
"Deep breath in," Kuroo said pushing, the head pressing past the tight ring of muscles.
"Nnngh!"
"Kenma!" Golden eyes surprised at how painful the pressure was, met Kuroo's concerned gaze. "Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?"
Kenma shook his head, taking the instructed breath of air.
"Now let it out, exhale until you have nothing left to exhale," Kuroo instructed as he started pushing again, the head straining past Kenma's anus, finally inside.
"Ngh anh!" Kenma gasped, breaths coming shorter.
"Deep long breaths Kenma," Kuroo said, right hand reaching up briefly to brush aside some locks of sweat dampened hair.
Kenma didn't know how long it actually took for Kuroo to get all the way inside him, but it felt like an hour. A half arousing, half painful hour. And with Kuroo bottomed out inside him, balls resting against his ass Kenma felt a strange sense of fullness, as if the intruding organ were something to be expelled, anus reflexively constricting, rectal muscles contracting around Kuroo's length.
"I'll stay still until you tell me to, take your time to adjust," Kuroo said, though Kenma could see from the tightness in his jaw and the strained knitting of his brows, that he was having difficulty not moving.
"I-is it painful for you?" Kenma asked as Kuroo grasped his dick and began stroking it, in attempts to detract from the pain.
"Me?"
"Yeah."
"It's tight."
"What does that mean Tetsurou?"
"Just when you clamp down on me, but don't worry about me, let's just concentrate on you for the moment."
"Move."
"What, you're not-"
"Don't pull out, just move a bit," Kenma said gyrating his hips languidly, breath hitching as the length inside him pressed against different areas as he moved. Kuroo too began grinding into Kenma in time with his strokes.
"Ready," Kenma breathed, as the pain gave way to dissatisfaction and craving. Used to the intrusion, he wanted more.
Kuroo slowly pulled out to the head and pushed back in. Pulling out again he paused to pour some more lube on his dick as he pushed back in, slicker, smoother, easier to move.
"Mmm, feels weird but good," Kenma hummed as Kuroo settled into a rhythm.
"Weird but good huh? Then we gotta change that to feels fucking awesome, don't we?" Kuroo said hooking his arms under Kenma's legs and beginning to change the angle of his thrusts. Searching. Searching. Sear-
"Ahhh!"
"There it is," Kuroo smirked as he focused on hitting that same spot with every thrust. Kenma's anus clenching around him, this time as if trying to draw him in further.
"Anhghhh!" Kenma moaned as Kuroo's dick rubbed and bumped his prostate, making his whole body jerk each time. "Again~"
"My pleasure," Kuroo smirked, picking up the pace, until he was near slamming into Kenma's body, a symphony of lewd squelching, impassioned cries, bed creaking, and balls smacking flesh filled the air.
"Nnngh! Mmngh! Ahnn!" Kenma bit his lip, surprised at himself for being so vocal. "I'm close…"
"Me too."
"Want to cum together."
"I know you do."
"It's- uungh ahhnn," Kenma's head lolled back as Kuroo slowed the rapid thrusts to a slow deep gyrating, reaching as far inside Kenma as possible with every stroke.
Kenma's legs quivered as heat like molten liquid pooled in his gut.
"Testurou!,"
"Right there with you, Kenma," Kuroo grunted, suddenly back to slamming into Kenma's prostate.
"Ah! Ah! Ahhhh!"
Kenma came for the second time, his body wracked by orgasm as Kuroo buried himself, spilling his seed inside Kenma with a grunt and lusty groan.
Completely spent, Kuroo pulled out with a wet sucking sound, rolling off Kenma onto his back and tugging Kenma against him. Nothing but heavy breathing and panting. The whisper of sheets as Kuroo pulled the blanket over them.
"You okay?" Kuroo asked.
"Mmmhmm, all of me is tingling."
"Haha, okay as long as nothing hurts."
"Tetsurou…"
"Yeah?"
"I like your orgasm face," Kenma grinned – that sweet, reserved only for Kuroo grin.
"Yeah? I think I could probably get off just thinking about how erotic yours is."
Kenma huffed, but just cuddled closer to Kuroo, sweat cooling on his body. He knew he should probably shower, but he couldn't bring himself to move. So there he stayed, dozing off to the steady pulse of Kuroo's heart.
End
A/N: Woohoo it's done! Sorry it's late, I meant to have it up earlier, but it was hard to work on this with my six year old niece running up to me every few minutes asking what I was doing... But somehow I manged to finish without having to explain to her why I only seemed to be on my desktop when she looked at my screen ^^; Super awkward but I hope you all enjoyed it. I personally think Kenma's a lot more willful than people give him credit for and that Kuroo would totally be into this sassy demanding side of his. I had a lot of fun writing this, especially Kuroo and Kenma's parents. In my head, they're totally the most chill crazy parents. I might write a sequel with some morning after fun for the light theme towards the end of the month since I have a couple paragraphs that practically wrote themselves while I was tying up this one. Now onto the secrets theme for #kurokenmonth on tumblr! Should be up by Tuesday.
As always thanks for your time, all comments are very much welcomed and appreciated :)