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Hey!

[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.]

Nope~

[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!

[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?

[He will not pass up another kiss, though.]

Never!

[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.]

Hmm? Like what, push-ups?

[Subtle, Bokuto is not.

And Tsukki's never going to be able to resist goading him.]

[Bokuto pauses-]

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...

Pfft. You have never been quiet in your life.

[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...]

[When it comes to this Bokuto is oddly creative.

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.]

[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 hooks his fingers onto belt loops playfully, grinning.]

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.

[Which causes Kei to go red. He clears his throat. Buying time for the words to come out nonchalant. (As much as possible, anyway.)]

Well. I guess that solves the problem...

[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.]

[...He's still wearing Kei's hoodie, isn't he. Damn it. Why does that hit so hard?

Taking a deep breath, Kei nods.

Both to agree, and to give the go-ahead.]

[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!

[The sight is probably not the one his mother would like to witness.

He's never been the one to slack off, especially if it involves getting Tsukishima to squirm under his lips and hands. He is keeping a normal pace for now, wanting to get Tsukishima properly worked up, sucking at the tip then taking him all the way in; after that, he'll start switching between the slow and fast pace, to get his boyfriend impatient.

And, perhaps, draw out that forbidden moan from him.]

[Oh, it is a near thing. Kei's breath catches deep. Scrapes out with a small rasp. In the quiet, the sound practically echos.

Shit.

He grits his teeth. Determined to keep control.]

[Bokuto hums, the sound vibrating in the back of his throat; he keeps a paced rhythm of his sucks, very happy that he has no gag reflex and that he can do whatever he pleases.

He loves to drive Tsukishima insane like this. He'd listen to requests not to be rash and pushy and loud and keep it on down low-

-a perfect opportunity to tease. He pulls back all the way, lip closed tightly around the tip and sucking hard, eyes looking up to see Kei's expression, and keeps his gaze locked on his face whilst running his tongue on the underside as he takes him back in.]

[This was a terrible idea. A very bad plan, why did Tsukki agree to this plan.

Oh.

Right.

Because Bokuto is gorgeous like this. On his knees and spilling over with the brash confidence he brings to everything thing he does. Including oral.

Tsukki hisses.

Twisting a fist into Bokuto's hair.]

[Perfect. He loves the sting of Tsukki's grasp on his hair, the slight tug. He wouldn't even care or mind if he took the things into his own hands and just set up the pace himself. Fast, perhaps? A bit desparate...?

A tingle runs down Bokuto's back and he hums, taking him all the way in his mouth, as far as he can. Tsukishima's little sounds and hisses are driving him crazy so it is only fair to return the favor by deepthroating him, right?

He's putting his mouth to good use.]

[Everything. That's everything and you'd think Tsukki would - eventually - get acclimated to this. Bokuto taking his entire cock without gagging. Like it's easy.]

Fuck.

[That's still quiet. But if the hisses get results -

Then comes a tap on the door.

"Kei?"

Akiteru.

Shit.]

[Bokuto hopes Tsukishima never gets used to it. It's the best way to get all of the sweet sounds out of the blond- aside from pinning him to the mattress and making him scream his name.

But he pauses when he hears the knock on the door. Fortunately for both of them, Bokuto had just pulled up to the tip and, very reluctantly pulls his lips away from him. His hand, however, continues to stroke him as he looks up at Kei, eyebrows raised.

He won't be a jerk and suck him off while he talks- for now. But he's also not going to stop stroking him, running his tongue on the underside whilst watching him intently- he is determinded on getting him off.]

[So considerate.

Tsukki - through some miracle - Actually manages a coherent answer. Voice barely shaking at all.]

Yeah?

["What do you want to drink? Oh! And are you still coming tomorrow?"

Wow what an unfortunate combination of words. Tsukki clamps a hand over his mouth. Whole body shaking. Something about another person this close -

- With whatever Bokuto just did - ]

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