A quiet slurping sound elicited from a young, female teenagers mouth, her tongue darting out to lap at the liquid that threatened to drip onto her delicate hands. Her lips, which had gone numb due to the constant sucking, wrapped themselves around her treat before receding with a pop. She hummed a bit in bliss, the sound reverberating in her throat as she smiled up at her companion.

"Thank you for buying me a popsicle," [Name] chirped happily, her tongue once again running along the length of her frozen treat. It was melting rather quickly under the heat of the summer sun.

Her companion, Karasuno's very own Guardian Deity, merely nodded at her thanks, his eyes wide open as he watched [Name] happily slurp away at her dripping treat. His own popsicle, which he had started to ignore upon seeing her actions, was held halfway in his mouth, his teeth hanging onto it for dear life as they barely bit through the frozen treat. His mind was far too distracted, the noises [Name] was making taking up most of his attention, and he didn't notice his favorite snack had started dripping onto the fabric of his shorts.

"Noya-senpai, you're going to get all sticky!"

Nishinoya swore his heart skipped a beat upon hearing the honorific spoken by the female. His cheeks tinted themselves with a rosy hue and he barely registered her reaching over to him, swiping at his hand with a paper towel in an attempt to get the sticky liquid off his skin. He muttered a thanks, finally able to take a large bite out of his snack before proceeding to stare at the younger female once more. He chewed slowly, willing the crunch of his popsicle to quiet down as he tried to listen to every syllable that fell from her lips.

"You seem really distracted today, Noya-senpai," [Name] murmured in slight concern. Her blue stained tongue darted out once more to lap at the drops of liquid and Nishinoya had to swallow a lump in his throat as he tried to avoid daydreaming anything too lewd. "You're not coming down with anything, are you?"

"Pfft, n-no, of course not!" Nishinoya coughed a bit at the end of his sentence, cursing himself for stumbling slightly through his words. He grunted a bit before continuing, forcing his voice to sound normal. "Anyway, don't worry about me. I'm the one who's supposed to be asking whether you're alright or not, remember?"

[Name] nodded, glad that her upper classman had cared enough about her to treat her to a snack when she had been feeling under the weather all day. Forgetting about the melting sweet in her hand for a moment, [Name] fumbled over words to try and thank Nishinoya for his kind actions. However, she was interrupted when the sound of ice hitting the floor met both of their ears. Looking down towards the sidewalk, [Name] noticed with a pout that her popsicle had melted off its stick, sliding down across her hand before making its way to the concrete below.

"Aw man, it got my wrist all sticky," [Name] whined.

Once again, Nishinoya couldn't help but stare as [Name] ran her tongue against her wrist, licking the sticky remains of her snack from her skin in one slow, fluid motion. His blush returned with a vengeance as he thought about the pink muscle meeting with other things. One thought looped through his mind as he tried to fight the urge to pounce the unsuspecting girl.

God, she could work that tongue.