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!
[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.]
[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.]
[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?
[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 -
[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.]
[Yeah, Bokuto can tell he's close and he can't decide whether to get him off or to drag it out. Getting him off right now would probably mean he will lose several strands of hair and there's a chance Akiteru hears them.
-he doesn't even consider the other part of the coin. He wants Kei to come undone, now.
His lips wrap around the tip, letting Tsukishima answer those questions if he wants to but the moment he's done, he's taking him back into his mouth, all the way.]
At the last second, Tsukki lurches forward. Burying his face in Bokuto's shoulder. Biting into the sweatshirt. Maybe the shoulder. Smothering the sounds as hips spasm out of control.]
It's always perfect. The bite into his shoulder doesn't hurt, he loves it, he loves it every time it happens, when Tsukishima tries his best to keep his composure but it shatters. He loves being the reason for it.
Bokuto doesn't pull all the way, doing what Tsukishima calls him sometimes gross for, but he promised not to make a mess. Besides, Tsukki is resting on top of him and he doesn't feel like moving him yet. He just pulls head back enough to let go of him, humming as he does so. His hands stop gripping onto Tsukki's hips, from where he was keeping him in place and just slide up under the shirt, thumbs making small circles on the skin.]
[Only sometimes gross. Because Tsukki doesn't want to do that particular job. Can't understand why someone would. But it makes Bokuto happy. More importantly, keeps him quiet.
Tsukki gasps for air. Staring at the door, sure it's going to fly open at any second...
...It seems like Akiteru's been satisfied with the answers.]
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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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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.]
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Shit.
He grits his teeth. Determined to keep control.]
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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.]
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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.]
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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.]
Speaking of Tropes I Love
Fuck.
[That's still quiet. But if the hisses get results -
Then comes a tap on the door.
"Kei?"
Akiteru.
Shit.]
fufufu
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.]
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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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-he doesn't even consider the other part of the coin. He wants Kei to come undone, now.
His lips wrap around the tip, letting Tsukishima answer those questions if he wants to but the moment he's done, he's taking him back into his mouth, all the way.]
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[That ends in an undignified yelp.
"Kei? You all right?"]
Tea's - fine. We'll - let you know -
[If there's an answer?
Tsukki can't tell.
Because Bokuto is not stopping. Of course not.
At the last second, Tsukki lurches forward. Burying his face in Bokuto's shoulder. Biting into the sweatshirt. Maybe the shoulder. Smothering the sounds as hips spasm out of control.]
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It's always perfect. The bite into his shoulder doesn't hurt, he loves it, he loves it every time it happens, when Tsukishima tries his best to keep his composure but it shatters. He loves being the reason for it.
Bokuto doesn't pull all the way, doing what Tsukishima calls him sometimes gross for, but he promised not to make a mess. Besides, Tsukki is resting on top of him and he doesn't feel like moving him yet. He just pulls head back enough to let go of him, humming as he does so. His hands stop gripping onto Tsukki's hips, from where he was keeping him in place and just slide up under the shirt, thumbs making small circles on the skin.]
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Tsukki gasps for air. Staring at the door, sure it's going to fly open at any second...
...It seems like Akiteru's been satisfied with the answers.]
You - Asshole.
[Hissed low, but without any malice.]
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