LEMONS. LEMONS.
"So how long has it been?" You asked as you settled yourself behind the driver, while Kuroo sat beside you. You were classmates from highschool until college so your bond with him is really strong. And it's not the only relationship you have with the current Nekoma coach as you used to have an on off, no-strings-attached thing with him. He's an attractive guy after all.
"A year. We haven't seen each other for an entire year," he said as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, "You've been living a great life in the States, dancing for big sports leagues on off the screen. I even watched you during the Superbowl, damn that was something."
You giggled at him as you tried to hide the blush forming on your cheeks, "Thanks. It's really fun, you know? I love my life," you answered, "Well, you're doing really well. I even heard your name from one of the Volleyball coaches in the States. They were looking for footage of your games to study your strategies game plays."
"Really?," He sounded surprised, "I'm flattered," he answered, his deep chuckle sent shivers down your spine, "I'm really glad you agreed to come home."
"That's not fair. You know I can't say no when you beg," you said playfully.
You felt him shift closer to you, he bent lower his lips were inches from your ear, "We both know that I can also make you beg so bad," he whispered seductively, while you felt his hand on your thigh.
You tried to keep it in your pants, as you bit your lip, knowing how this would end, with you underneath his body, while he did wonderful things to your body.
"We're not so sure about that baby," you answered seductively.
As soon as you reached your hotel room, Kuroo slammed the door shut, and your luggage was left unceremoniously on the floor, while you started to undress your clothes one at a time.
"It was a very long flight, we'd definitely want to clean up," you said seductively while you threw your bra panties toward his direction, with him following suit, his clothes discarded on the floor with yours.
"I'll help you clean up," he answered in a low tone, following you inside the shower, "Save water, shower together," he said before he sealed your lips with his.
"Come on baby, you can take it again," Kuroo rasped against your ear as he inserted his tip in your pussy for the second round after he fucked you against the shower walls, "You have always taken me well... That's it... That's a good girl," he moaned, pushing your head down on the bed, while you gripped the sheets for your dear life. Kuroo is a big man, standing at 6 foot 2 inches. His dick never disappoints, you love his big size, but of course, it would always leave you sore after a couple of rounds with him.
"Kuroo," you panted, "You're so fucking big, fuck, Kuro fuck yes," you moaned while he slid himself slowly inside of you.
"Holy fuck baby," Kuroo panted heavily, "You've always been so tight. Damn, so fucking good."
"Let me fuck you good before we meet the others yeah?" Kuroo said before he slammed his dick, "I didn't hear you, baby. Answer me."
"Oh fuck," you cursed while Kuroo thrust violently inside of you, "Fuck yes, yes please fuck me hard."
Kruoo did not disappoint, not with his unwavering stamina. He made you cum in all possible positions he could you let him do what he wanted with your body.
You felt his pace go erratic, his pace harder and sloppier, you knew he was close.
"Baby, are you safe?" he growled between his teeth.
"Yes, yes I am safe, fuck, Kuroo," you moaned.
With a final thrust, he emptied his seed inside you, but as he pulled out, he inserted four digits in you, pinpointing the spot that makes your toes curl, "I couldn't leave you unsatisfied, come on baby, cum for me."
"Oh, fuck, that's it," you cried, "keep going, baby I'm so close, fuck!"
"Look at me when you cum," he commanded you obeyed as you let go just felt all the pleasure he is giving you, making you cum as he kissed you deeply.
"Gods you look so beautiful," he said against your lips, marvelling at your post-sex glow.
"Give me a minute, will you?" You panted heavily under the sheets, while Kuroo chuckled beside you, "You fucked me like there's no tomorrow."
"I'm flattered," He chuckled lightly, "But we have 15 minutes before we meet them. And we did not see each other for a year."
"Wait, you're not seeing anyone, are you?" You asked warily, "No one will get mad or pull my hair out of nowhere?"
"I've been single for 5 months now," he answered nonchalantly, "You can keep your pretty hair for me to pull later on," he winked.
"Ass," you said playfully before smacking him with a pillow.
"Time to get your pretty ass ready, princess," he said as he got up and started to gather his discarded clothes on the floor, "I'll go now before I see your gorgeous body again because I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off you."
"Oh and remember what I told you, right?" He said while putting on his clothes, "There are no boys in the Volleyball club, just men who can play in teams," he winked suggestively before he turned his back on you.
"What does he mean by that?" you wondered while you gathered all the strength left in you to wash the sex off your body. You just felt excited that you might see familiar faces. You took out your phone dialed your best friend, Kenma, hoping that he was here in Japan too.
You read a message from Kuroo who told you to wear something casual. Since you're in Japan, you decided to wear a white cheerleader skirt, a yellow knitted, loose sweater that stops at your midriff, thigh-high socks thick-soled sneakers. You knew that Japanese men have it crazy for outfits like this you wanted to have some fun while you're here. It's always casual sex with Kuroo, nothing more than that. You both knew you were never built for serious relationships, so you settled for all the fun that you can get with each other - as long as you're both single at the same time.
You topped your look by tying your hair in a high ponytail, light make up on your naturally pretty face, simple earrings a necklace with the first letter of your name on it.
You felt satisfied confident with your choice of outfit. You looked at the time were happy that you had 4 minutes to spare. You texted Kuroo told him that you'll meet him at the lobby he replied that he's on his way there.
"Wow," you heard Kuroo say behind you, "You really know how to make Japanese men swoon."
You winked at him smiled proudly, "Well I don't want to disappoint the team that I'll be representing. Anyone I know in there?"
Kuroo ushered you to the exit, you both entered the car he took out his phone with some photos of the players on the team.
"You might know some of them because we fought them back in high school college," he answered while he opened his gallery.
He scrolled through the photos you recognized a few.
"Hey, there's Hinata!" You said excitedly, "I hung out with him when I visited Kenma last year," you said as he continued to scroll, "Oh, Tooru-kun is teaming up with Hinata?" you asked which made Kuroo raise an eyebrow.
"Tooru-kun?" He asked with a teasing smirk on his lips.
You blushed as he knew perfectly well why you referred to Oikawa by his first name.
"He gets to be called by his first name, but I've always been just Kuroo to you?" he faked jealousy, "I'm hurt."
"Shut- shut up! Even Kenma calls you Kuroo. You've always been Kuroo. Your first name is too long," you pouted, hiding the blush on your cheeks.
The ride to the gymnasium was filled with catching up stories between you and Kuroo. You learned how he continued coaching the Nekoma Volleyball team while working for Japan's Volleyball Association. He also learned how much touring you did in the past year with your dance troupe, with some contest judging gigs even being invited to various dance clinics. You even appeared in a lot of music videos as the leading lady to popular bands singers.
"We're here," Kuroo announced, then opened the door for the both of you, "You may want to rethink your choices tonight, baby. After they see you, I'm sure everybody would want your attention. I'm willing to share, but only to another man." He said against your ear before dropping his hand from your waist.
"Shut up," You answered, trying to keep it cool between your legs. You haven't tried handling two men before if they are as big as Kuroo, you'd definitely be wrecked. You shook the lewd imaginations from your head focused on the job as the muse. Basically, you will be holding their flag, wearing their colors, smiling cheering for them all the way. You knew back in high school days, being the manager of the Nekoma Team, how much a girl's presence affects the Volleyball Boys' Club. It really affects the morale of the entire team for whatever reason. It was the same for Karasuno since you became friends with Kiyoko Shimizu, now Kiyoko Tanaka.
"Are you ready?" Kuroo asked, holding his hand in front of you invitingly, his handsome face adorned with a devilish, charming smile that did wonders to your already damp core.
You took his hand answered with a confident smirk, "Yes I am."
As soon as entered the room, you felt the familiar air of pure-testosterone in a room filled with gorgeous, bodies chiseled by gods, and handsome men. Kuroo wasn't joking when he said that you will have lots of eye candies once you meet the team. Forget eye candies, this is a buffet, a buffet of hot, gorgeous men with unlimited stamina in their bodies.
"Damn, keep it in your panties, girl," you thought as you smiled at the men who were fixated on you.
"Y/N!" you heard a familiar voice to your right saw Shoyo Hinata making his way to you. You smiled turned to him, meeting his excited high-five, happy to see another friendly face.
"Shoyo!" You greeted him excitedly, "You're back! How have you been?"
"I'm great! I told Kenma to come home, but he said he'll be a guest at a convention or something," Hinata answered with a pout.
"I think he'll fly in two days. Kuroo I spoke with him on our way here. I'm relieved to see a friendly face," you said in relief.
"Well the view is about to get better, Y/N-chan," you heard another familiar voice from your left. You turned around and saw Oikawa's handsome smile directed at you.
"Tooru-kun!" You smiled back at him, blushing as you saw Kuroo behind him make a teasing look at you. You ignored him turned your gaze at the man coming towards you, excusing yourself from Hinata, who was already running towards Kuroo.
"How are you?" Oikawa asked politely, his hands buried in his pockets, "It's been a while since we last saw each other," he said.
"Right. 4 months if I'm not mistaken?" You asked, keeping your hands in front of you.
"That long already? When will you be back in Argentina? You haven't seen enough places yet," He asked, taking out his phone handing it to you, "I haven't gotten your number."
"Smooth," you thought as you took his phone entered your number along with your socials. "There you go," you said with a smile, "Make sure to introduce yourself, or else I will block you."
"Noted," he said, taking back his phone as his fingers grazed with yours, sparks flying everywhere, "I'll make sure to let you know that it's me."
"By the way, did Kuroo book us at the same hotel?" He said, while he guided you gently towards the bar, you felt his big hands against your back, "I assume he did because I saw him entering the elevator at my hotel."
"I guess he did," you answered as you checked your hotel, "You're in this hotel, right?"
He nodded in confirmation, "Yup, same hotel. I'm on the 20th floor, you?"
"Same," you answered, not missing the handsome smirk on his lips. You knew what he was already thinking you don't have the power to say no to him as well.
Oikawa took a shot from the bar licked his lips before he stood up as Kuroo was calling everyone to the center, "Maybe I'll bump into you tonight?"
You smiled back at him, "Maybe you will."
Kuroo did not miss anything at all.
After all, he did say that he was willing to share.
He's a team player after all.