[Filling out that sweatshirt nicely. Credit where credit is due.
Fortunately, Mrs. Tsukishima is used to feeding her two sons. Been warned of Bokuto's appetite. He might still be hauling bags, by the time Tsukki ambles up. Wrapped in a scarf and coat against the chill.]
[He will extremely happy if he gets the compliment in person (and Tsukki will get all the hugs and squishes that involve said guns).
When Tsukishima gets home, he's still downstairs with Mrs. Tsukishima, very animatedly chatting about whatever, holding two heavy bags in his arms as if they weigh nothing while the woman is putting away things from other bags.
When Kei shows up, he's greeted with the biggest smile in the world.]
Tsukki!! You're just in time! We've been talking about dinner.
[He is very lucky his hands are occupied. For now. Momma Tsukishima is getting rid of the ingredients very fast though and soon he's free. And he looks positively beaming and ready to just tackle him into a hug.
[Bokuto, despite the urge to pull Tsukishima into a hug, politely waits to see if Mom Tsukishima needs help. But when she shoos them off, he thanks her and follows after his boyfriend.
And yes, they do make it to the hallway. And to the bottom of the stairs- where Bokuto hugs him and picks him up and just dashes up the stairs with a manic cackle because he knows Tsukki will protest in embarrassment.]
[You'd think he'd get used to the indignity. But. You know. There really is something heart-stopping about just getting swept up like one of the grocery bags. Not that Tsukki will admit this. Pfft.
He makes a show of straightening his clothes back out. Heaving a sigh.]
Showoff. Aren't you ever going to get tired of that?
Well actually, push ups would be a safer option right now, haha.
[It works, the goading. But he hears a noise from downstairs and it reminds him that Tsukkimom is home. It's what happens when you arrive ahead of time. Then he falls into "I'm plotting something" silence for a moment-]
[He just did all that work to get Bokuto decent. Then again - Tsukki also hasn't seen his boyfriend for a month. And it's getting more and more difficult to worry about things like that.
If they're quiet...]
And?
[He's still a little slow to move. Just enough for resistance, to feel the push before stepping backwards. A break in the defense.]
[Bokuto stops himself from wriggling his eyebrows and still gently goads Tsukishima back to the bed, until he finally takes a seat. And then lowers himself between his legs, nudging them apart.]
It's kind of exciting too, isn't it? [He smirks, his hands picking at the buttons of the pants and zipper.] I won't completely undress you, just in case. [For now.]
[Nod is all he needs. They did agree to be quiet and he's eager to do it. Perhaps too eager- they barely entered Kei's room and he's already going down on him like this.
But if his boyfriend says it's a go, then it's a go.
He takes some time to work him up, however- fingers sliding across the seams of the underwear, pressing into the skin on the hips and below the thin material, as he mouths him over the underwear. Slowly, steadily, more patient than usual, but current circumstance is not the same either.]
[Most people probably wouldn't believe it, the way Kotarou can settle. Become so focused. Kei likes it that way. Being the one who gets to see it. The one whose earned the attention.
He concentrates. Smoothing out the shuddery noises trying to escape.]
[Tsukishima will be busy both trying to listen and trying to enjoy Bokuto's mouth. Hopefully, the excitement of fear of being caught will help a little?
Bokuto is nothing if not diligent when he gets determined to make Tsukishima feel good. The underwear is soon tugged out of the way so he can properly wrap his mouth around him with a soft him and take him in as far as he can.]
[Kei's fists knot into the sheets, as Bokuto moves on. Somehow, knowing they shouldn't make noise gives him the perverse urge to moan. He shivers from the thought. Trying to distract himself.
Bokuto taking that much at once?
Doesn't help.
They're adults. It's not like they would get in trouble. But Kei hardly wants to share!
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Well
Not like I wanted to wait that long either
[Honesty? GASP!]
Home in about 15.
Help my mom with the groceries, it'll make a good impression.
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[Wonderful honesty that's making Bokuto almost squeal.]
Of course I'll help her!
Gotta put these guns to good use!
[Yes, have a selfie of him flexing in the mirror with a grin, showing off said guns.]
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Fortunately, Mrs. Tsukishima is used to feeding her two sons. Been warned of Bokuto's appetite. He might still be hauling bags, by the time Tsukki ambles up. Wrapped in a scarf and coat against the chill.]
Hey.
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When Tsukishima gets home, he's still downstairs with Mrs. Tsukishima, very animatedly chatting about whatever, holding two heavy bags in his arms as if they weigh nothing while the woman is putting away things from other bags.
When Kei shows up, he's greeted with the biggest smile in the world.]
Tsukki!! You're just in time! We've been talking about dinner.
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Yeah? What are we having?
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Let me let me let me!]
Stew! And potato salad.
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[That gets a smile and a head shake. Plus a 'shoo' motion towards the kitchen door. 'I'm fine. You two catch up.']
Thanks. Come on, Bokuto.
[Tsukki can tell that hug is on a final countdown. Hopefully they at least make it to the hallway.]
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And yes, they do make it to the hallway. And to the bottom of the stairs- where Bokuto hugs him and picks him up and just dashes up the stairs with a manic cackle because he knows Tsukki will protest in embarrassment.]
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[Tsukki at least keeps from kicking. He doesn't much want a cracked skull. Instead there's a thump to Bokuto's shoulder.]
Put me down!
[Hissed quietly, cheeks bright red.]
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[And he doesn't, not until they are in Tsukishima's room. And even then, he stops just to give the red cheek a loud smooch.]
I missed you!
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He makes a show of straightening his clothes back out. Heaving a sigh.]
Showoff. Aren't you ever going to get tired of that?
[He will not pass up another kiss, though.]
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[Bokuto waggels his eyebrows at him-] I have a lot of stamina and strength. I can show you~
[This definitively wasn't meant in 'carry Tsukishima' way but in a quite NSFW way.]
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[Subtle, Bokuto is not.
And Tsukki's never going to be able to resist goading him.]
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Well actually, push ups would be a safer option right now, haha.
[It works, the goading. But he hears a noise from downstairs and it reminds him that Tsukkimom is home. It's what happens when you arrive ahead of time. Then he falls into "I'm plotting something" silence for a moment-]
I could try to be quiet...
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[Another challenge. With a full head tilt and a smirk. This is pushing it. Tsukki knows that. His mother is right downstairs.
He just can't resist wondering what Bokuto will come up with...]
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And he loves challenges, of course. There's a stretched out silence as he thinks about it before he smirks.]
It's true. But you are quiet.
[Nudge, nudge towards the bed.]
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If they're quiet...]
And?
[He's still a little slow to move. Just enough for resistance, to feel the push before stepping backwards. A break in the defense.]
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It means that I can suck you off in silence. I do like your voice though when you scream my name.
But I'll compromise this time.
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Well. I guess that solves the problem...
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It's kind of exciting too, isn't it? [He smirks, his hands picking at the buttons of the pants and zipper.] I won't completely undress you, just in case. [For now.]
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Taking a deep breath, Kei nods.
Both to agree, and to give the go-ahead.]
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But if his boyfriend says it's a go, then it's a go.
He takes some time to work him up, however- fingers sliding across the seams of the underwear, pressing into the skin on the hips and below the thin material, as he mouths him over the underwear. Slowly, steadily, more patient than usual, but current circumstance is not the same either.]
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He concentrates. Smoothing out the shuddery noises trying to escape.]
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Bokuto is nothing if not diligent when he gets determined to make Tsukishima feel good. The underwear is soon tugged out of the way so he can properly wrap his mouth around him with a soft him and take him in as far as he can.]
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Bokuto taking that much at once?
Doesn't help.
They're adults. It's not like they would get in trouble. But Kei hardly wants to share!
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