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Kuroo doesn’t remember the moment he fell in love with Kenma. It just slowly built up until he couldn’t deny it anymore. He would be lying if he said it didn’t scare the crap out of him at first. Falling in love with your childhood best friend? Scary.
He was sixteen when he first realized he fell head over heels for Kenma. It was Kenma’s first day of high school and they were walking to school together. Kenma was playing on his phone, pretending not to be bothered at all. He couldn’t fool Kuroo, obviously. He could feel the anxiety that was crashing through Kenma’s body, see the little frown that Kenma tries to hide behind his hair.
„Kenma, we’ll meet for lunch later, right?“ He smiled at Kenma, waiting for him to meet his eyes.
He didn’t. „Aren’t you supposed to eat with the other second graders?“
„Well, technically yes, but I would rather eat with you and listen to how your first day was.“ He didn’t lie, but his main reason was the fear that Kenma would be eating alone. Kenma would pretend that it didn’t bother him and that he enjoyed being able to play his game in peace, but Kuroo knew him better than that. It would hurt him and Kuroo would rather die than see Kenma hurt. This realization was only the beginning of their shared journey.
Kuroo was always by Kenma’s side, always there even though Kenma wasn’t a social person like he was. It didn’t matter, he dragged Kenma everywhere he went. Kenma always followed.
Kuroo thought that Kenma went along because as long as he had his games it didn’t matter where he was. He realized a year later that Kenma didn’t want to leave his side either.
They kept dancing around the topic, never speaking about their mutual feelings. Every teammate knew what was going on, even Lev, but whenever someone asked about it they shrugged it off.
On the day of Kuroo’s graduation Kuroo decided that he needed to be the brave one. Kenma certainly wouldn’t. They were walking home from dinner with their parents because of course they had to celebrate Kuroo’s graduation together. He threw his arm over Kenma’s shoulder and pulled him closer than necessary. Kenma let him.
„Kenma, are you going to be okay when I leave for college?“
Kenma nodded while looking at his phone. „Of course. Why?“
„I don’t think I’ll be okay without you.“
That made Kenma freeze for a moment. Just a moment though. „Why wouldn’t you? Can’t take care of yourself?“
Kuroo knew that Kenma tried to loosen the tension that was starting to build. He laughed but didn’t even think about dropping the topic.
„I can, thank you very much. It’s just going to be different.“
Kenma seemed to understand that Kuroo won’t give up and put his phone away. „Well, yes. Obviously.“ He looked up to meet Kuroo’s eyes and raised his eyebrows.
Kuroo smirked and continued, „The best part of my day will still be here while I’m all the way in college.“
He saw the dark red blush that was creeping up Kenma’s neck and ears. He never wanted to do anything more than to kiss all over this beautiful red, making him blush even more.
„Kuro…“ Kenma didn’t say anything else, trying to avoid Kuroo’s gaze.
„Won’t you miss me?“
It took a few moments before he heard Kenma’s quiet mumble. „Of course I will.“
Kuroo’s smirk turned into a big smile, knowing that he just had to say the right words and he would’ve won.
„How about you turn into my pretty little boyfriend that’s waiting for the weekend every week because his handsome and absolutely dreamy boyfriend will come home then?“
Kenma scoffed at that, his face taking the same shade of red as his neck. „That was the worst way you could’ve asked me out.“
„You’re still going to say yes, won’t you?“ Kuroo pulled Kenma even closer now, knowing that he already won this.
Instead of answering Kenma stopped walking and turned to Kuroo, his hands grabbing his shoulder. He pulled himself up, standing on tiptoes, as he pressed his lips against Kuroo’s. Kuroo froze for a second, his mind running too fast to catch up, before he kissed Kenma back. Their kiss was insecure and inexperienced, but he couldn’t have imagined it any better. His hands finally were able to touch Kenma’s hair like he always wanted to. Kuroo was a naturally touchy person, especially with Kenma, but this was a whole new experience and he would never forget it. He doesn’t know how long they stood there, pressed together and kissing on the sidewalk. He just likes to think back to that day. The day he finally made Kenma his.
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„Kenma, tadaima!“ Kuroo shouts loudly into their apartment while taking off his shoes. He loosens his tie and walks into their living room, still waiting for his husband to answer.
„Kenma, are you home?“ Still no answer. He takes off his tie and throws it on their couch, opening the first two buttons of his dress shirt.
Kuroo walks around their apartment, looking for Kenma, until he finds him in his streaming room. Of course, where else would he be. Kuroo walks up to Kenma’s desk where he’s laying on his keyboard, eyes closed and breathing heavy. He leans down to whisper directly into Kenma’s ear.
„Kitten, wake up.“ Still no real response except a quiet groan. Kenma is adorable when he’s asleep, not being able to do anything but look cute and making Kuroo’s heart melt. He looks absolutely irresistible.
Kuroo smirks against Kenma’s ear while he starts to suck on his earlobe.
„Kitten, you have to wake up.“ Kenma still doesn’t respond, but his breathing pattern changes a little. Kuroo leaves kisses on his jaw, testing if this would wake him up. No reaction.
Kuroo’s lips wander along Kenma’s exposed neck, leaving open mouthed kisses all over it, trying to get a reaction out of the still sleeping man beneath his lips. Just as Kuroo bites Kenma’s neck he flinches and groans.
„Ugh, Kuro.“ Kenma slowly sits up, taking in his husband with a frown on his face.
„Hi Kitten. Fell asleep while gaming again?“ Kuroo brushes Kenma’s hair out of his face, taking his face in his hand. Kenma leans into the touch like a cat.
„I was doing some research for our new project and got lost in a new game. Honestly can’t remember when I stopped. What day is it?“
Kuroo laughs and pulls his husband up and into his arms. „Always working so hard.“
„I didn’t have a choice. We need to finish the project by tomorrow, so I had to pull an all dayer.“ Kenma sighs against his husband chest.
„All dayer instead of all nighter, huh?“ Kuroo laughs. „Maybe I should quit and turn into a househusband. Taking care of you all the time, in any way you need.“ He smirks, his hands wandering along Kenma’s body. Always so soft and inviting.
„That would be nice, even though “housewife“ would suit you better.“ Kenma’s hands move to sit on Kuroo’s tits, squeezing them as he talks, not trying to hide that he’s staring unapologetic.
Well, his boobs really looked good in this white dress shirt, especially as Bokuto drags him to the gym regularly. He still smirks, enjoying that Kenma is obviously turned on by his body, even after all those years together.
„Pervert.“
„Says the one who’s trying to grab my ass but is too tall.“ Kenma smirks, looking up to meet Kuroo’s eyes. God, he adores his kitten so much, it’s unbelievable.
„I could easily pick you up right now, but I think my dress pants would rip with all that ass I’m carrying.“
Kenma groans and rolls his eyes. „So full of yourself.“
„I’d rather have you be full of myself.“ His smirk turns devilish when he sees the red blush that is starting to cover Kenma’s entire neck. His lips dip down and lick a stripe along Kenma’s neck, making the other man shiver.
„Kuro, I didn’t even shower yet.“ Kenma still stretches his neck more, trying to get more of Kuroo’s lips on his body.
„Sounds like a team project.“ He laughs against Kenma’s neck before starting to suck on the soft skin.
Leaving marks is so easy on Kenma’s velvety skin, always there to show everyone that he has someone who owns him. That Kenma owns someone, too.
Kenma’s whine interrupts his thoughts, his blood starts to run hot. Screw his pants, he had enough pairs anyway.
Kuroo’s hands wander down Kenma’s back, reaching his ass and squeezing roughly, eliciting another whine from his husband. He grabs Kenma’s upper thighs, squeezing them twice to signal that he had to jump a little. The move was a routine at this point, he can’t remember how many times he picked Kenma up like this, carrying him around like the prize he is. As soon as Kuroo is holding Kenma, Kenma is wrapping his arms and legs around him, pulling him as close as possible while pressing his lips against Kuroo’s. The kiss is filled with heat and want, it’s messy and Kuroo feels his dick growing hard. Kuroo groans into Kenma’s mouth and starts walking to their bathroom, only a little bit distracted by the way Kenma runs his finger through Kuroo’s messy hair, pulling it slightly. They almost reached the bathroom door, when Kenma closes the last distance between their crotches, making their already half hard cocks sliding against each other. They moan into each others mouths, their kiss only consisting of their wet tongues sliding against each other. Kenma’s hands pull on Kuroo’s hair with so much passion that it would hurt if it didn’t turn him on so much, pulling their mouths even closer together while Kuroo’s hold on Kenma’s ass turns rough. He’ll definitely leave marks on Kenma’s perfect little ass even through the sweatpants he’s wearing. Good.
As they reach the bathroom, Kuroo lets Kenma down slowly, making their dicks slide against each other again. Kenma’s fingers wander to Kuroo’s chest, starting to open up the bottoms of his dress shirt, while Kuroo starts opening his pants. Kuroo is standing there in only his boxers now, his hard dick straining against the soft material. Kenma’s eyes are wandering all over his body with so much hunger that Kuroo visibly shivers before grabbing Kenma’s pretty small face in one hand and pulling him into a heated kiss. As they make out, Kuroo’s other hand wanders to the hem of Kenma’s shirt, playing with the soft skin before starting to pull it up. They break their kiss to finally get rid of Kenma’s shirt before their lips crash together again. Kuroo bites Kenma’s lower lip, making his husband moan into his mouth again, his hands wandering all over Kuroo’s hard chest. Kuroo breaks their kiss and pulls back a little, their lips still connected by their shared spit when he looks into eyes full of fire. He drops down to his knees slowly, leaving open mouthed kisses all over Kenma’s chest and soft tummy, Kuroo’s fingers playing with his perk nipples. His husband is whining quietly now, his hands are gripping Kuroo’s hair roughly. Kenma’s whole body is flushed in a beautiful shade of pink and Kuroo’s eyes are taking in every inch of it, enjoying the reactions he can pull out of his husband even after all those years they’ve been together like this. He squeezes Kenma’s nipples gently before his fingers go down to the hem of his sweatpants and boxers, pulling both down in one smooth movement. His lips follow the way the pants are falling, leaving kisses on Kenma’s upper thighs, biting gently. Kuroo leaves wet kisses all around Kenma’s hard cock, never touching it in any way. Teasing his kitten is one of his favorite activities, after all. His tongue is now wandering along Kenma’s inner thigh, dangerously close to his pretty dick that is sitting there, waiting for attention. Kuroo wants to swallow it down immediately, but resists. Instead his fingers caress Kenma’s balls gently, stopping after a few seconds so that it feels like it never happened. Kenma’s whine signals that he wants more, needs more. Kuroo wants to see Kenma fall apart without touching his throbbing dick, wants him to scream his name out of frustration. He bites Kenma’s inner thighs while his hands are wandering up to play with his nipples again, flicking them in the way he know Kenma can’t resist. The moan that leaves his husband’s mouth is loud enough to prove him right.
„Tetsu.“ Kenma whines his given name and Kuroo feels pre cum drip from his still clothed cock. Kuroo keeps torturing Kenma with his fingers and mouths for a few more minutes until he feel Kenma’s legs shake and his whines turning higher. He isn’t even able to tell how many times Kenma whispers his name, his slim fingers dragging through Kuroo’s messy hair. Before Kuroo stands up again, his lips wander to Kenma’s cock, already glistening with pre cum, and licks over his head one time. Kenma almost buckles over, his moan making Kuroo’s dick twitch in his boxers. If he doesn’t take them off in the next twenty seconds, he might die.
Kenma seems to read his mind because before Kuroo even fully stands up, his delicate fingers grab the hem of Kuroo’s boxers and pull them off. Kuroo’s thick dick springs free, leaving pre cum on his hard abs and Kenma’s eyes follow every little movement. Kenma leans down, his tongue moving all over Kuroo’s stomach to lick off the little pre cum. Kuroo has to concentrate not to cum right here and now, watching his beautiful kitten lick up the mess he made by accident. He wants to eat him whole. Kenma’s tongue moves up to Kuroo’s chest, biting it gently before his lips wrap around one of his nipples. He sucks hard, almost making Kuroo flinch with the wave of arousal running through his body. Kuroo’s finger play with Kenma’s hair before he grabs it roughly, turning his head up to his mouth. Their lips crash together forcefully, their tongues caressing each other while they press their naked body against each other. Kuroo breaks their kiss and smiles against Kenma’s lips before his tongue wipes over them one last time. He looks into his husband’s eyes, taking in the beautiful view. Kenma looks messy, his hair being all over the place, his lips red and swollen, his chin full with their shared spit. The bite marks and hickeys all over his neck are staying in such a beautiful contrast with Kenma’s delicate skin that Kuroo almost moans when he looks at them. Kenma really is a masterpiece. Kuroo couldn’t be more proud to call him his.
„Eager, aren’t we?“ Kuroo whispers against Kenma’s lips.
„Fuck you.“ Kenma’s cheek turn a little darker, his eyes sparkling with want.
„I’m planning to, kitten. Patience.“ Kuroo smirks and walks up to their shower, turning it on to warm it up. Kenma hates cold showers with a burning passion and he would rather die than let this moment get destroyed by some water. They could stay patient for a few more seconds, right?
Wrong. Kenma is already standing before him again, his hand wandering down Kuroo’s body and stopping right on his dick. He looks directly into Kuroo’s eyes before he wraps his slim fingers around his hard cock and pumps one time.
„Kenma.“ Kuroo’s moan is so loud that he feels sorry for their neighbors for a second. Just for a second though because his kitten doesn’t stop there. Kenma lifts the hand that was touching Kuroo’s dick and licks it, not breaking eye contact with Kuroo for even a second. Kenma sucks on his own fingers, making a show out of it by hollowing his cheeks and using every drop of spit he can produce. After he’s happy with the reactions Kuroo is giving him, he wraps his wet hand around Kuroo’s thick cock again and start pumping in a steady pace. Kuroo has to lean against their wall to not fall over in pleasure, one of his hand wandering to Kenma’s neck to pull his face closer. They don’t kiss yet, only breathing into each others open mouths while Kenma keeps pleasuring Kuroo with his small hand. Kuroo wants to start fucking into Kenma’s wet fist when Kenma drops his hand, a devilish smirk plastered on his face.
„The shower is hot enough now, Tetsu.“ He turns around and steps into their shower without another word. Kuroo is speechless for a second, still lost in the pleasure that so abruptly stopped, before he realizes that he’s meant to join Kenma in the shower. He almost stumbles over his feet by how quickly he steps into the shower, cornering Kenma between his naked body and the wall.
„That was so rude to just stop like that.“ Kuroo leans down and brushes a strand of hair out of Kenma’s face, still smiling teasingly.
„Oh, I’m sorry. Am I in trouble now, daddy?“ Kenma blinks innocently and puts on his best pout, driving Kuroo crazy.
Kuroo grabs Kenma’s hips and turns him around, his hand pressing gently against his back to make Kenma arch for him. Kenma sets his hands against the shower wall and shows Kuroo exactly what he wants, what his burning to finally touch. His fingers are moving down to grab Kenma’s perfect little ass, squeezing gently before starting to tease his rim. Kenma is already shivering slightly, filled with anticipation.
Kuroo’s finger circles Kenma’s hole, the shower water making it easier to glide without any disruption.
„Look at your pretty hole, waiting just for me to destroy it.“ Kenma whines in respond, his hips rutting back a little. So impatient.
Kuroo grabs the lube that they always store in their shower for moments like this and squeezes some on his fingers, rubbing them together to make them warm. The shower water probably would’ve been enough, but he didn’t want to risk hurting Kenma. Everything has to be perfect for his kitten, after all. He rubs around Kenma’s hole again, making Kenma whimper quietly, before his fingertip finally enters Kenma’s hot body. The sound that breaks out of Kenma sounds so pornographic that Kuroo has to take a deep breath to not fuck into him without any preparation. Kuroo pushes his finger until it’s completely fitted in and starts to move it. He fucks into Kenma’s hole with his thick finger, making his husband whine quietly. Kuroo wants to hear more. He needs to hear more, so he adds a second finger after a few more thrust, making his husband whine some louder. Almost as loud as he wants him to be. Almost.
He pushes his finger into Kenma’s hole, feeling up his hot walls and looking for the spot that will drive Kenma crazy. After a few more thrust he finally found it and Kenma almost screams. That’s it. Kuroo drives his fingers in, always touching the spot now that he found it while he leaves little kisses on Kenma’s right ass cheek.
„You’re doing so well, kitten. Ready for one more?“
Kenma’s „please“ is so quiet that he almost misses it, but he pulls his fingers out again and fucks into Kenma’s hole with three fingers now. Kuroo could never grow tired of the feeling of Kenma stretching around him. It’s almost hypnotizing to watch his hole swallow three of his fingers and he can’t wait to replace it with his throbbing cock as quickly as possible. His fingers thrust into Kenma a few more times before he visibly relaxes around them, his moans turning into unsteady breathing instead.
„I wish you could see how your pretty little hole is swallowing my thick fingers right now, kitten. You look like you were born to take a huge cock like mine.“
Kenma whines loudly and ruts back to draw Kuroo’s fingers deeper into him. Kuroo has the urge to wrap his fingers around his own cock, seeking the friction and attention, but he resists. Kenma will feel a million times better than any other release he could find.
„One more and you’re ready for my cock, kitten. We’re almost there, alright?“ As Kuroo pulls his fingers out again to add the fourth one, Kenma pulls his hips forward, away from Kuroo and shakes his head.
„I need you now, Tetsu.“ His voice is shaking, Kuroo can’t decide if it’s from arousal or something else. He stands up and looks into Kenma’s eyes.
„You’ll hurt yourself, kitten. Be a little more patient and I’ll fuck you as long as you want.“
„No, now. I promise I’m ready. Please, daddy.“
Kuroo frowns a little but his dick twitches. He doesn’t want to hurt Kenma and they know from their countless fucks that Kenma usually needs a little more preparation. His tiny body needs to know what to expect, after all.
„Are you sure?“ Kenma nods. „Promise to tell me whenever it hurts?“
Kenma nods again, „I promise, Tetsu. Please just fill me up. I need your cock so bad.“
As if to prove his point he pushes his hips back, showing his hole gaping around nothing. Kuroo suppresses a moan and finally wraps his hand around his cock. He grabs the lube again and rubs it all over his throbbing dick, making it even wetter for his waiting husband. The shower water is dripping down Kenma’s ass, making it look irresistible. Kuroo wants to lick off every single drop.
One hand is on his dick, the other grabbing Kenma’s hips to move him just like he needs him. Kenma is arching his back even more, offering his whole body to Kuroo. Always so easy for him.
Kuroo lets his dick circle around Kenma’s hole, making Kenma groan out of impatience before he pushes in. They both moan in unison, Kuroo’s grip on Kenma’s hip turning rough, definitely leaving a mark tomorrow. Kuroo’s dick is entering Kenma’s hot body slowly, taking his time to feel Kenma’s hole stretch around him.
„Always so tight for me, kitten. Made for me, only me.“
„Only you.“ Kenma moans back, his fingernails dragging along the shower wall.
After a few more moments Kuroo finally bottoms out, his hand moving from Kenma’s hip over his back, trying to soothe any unpleasantness his big cock is causing Kenma’s little body. They stay like that for a few minutes, trying to calm their breathing and Kenma adjusting to the thickness that’s sitting inside of him. Kenma breaks the comfortable silence first.
„Tetsu, you can move.“ He whispers, still a little bit out of breath.
„Are you sure? I can wait if you need more time.“ Kuroo’s fingers wander all over Kenma’s back, his nails leaving soft scratch marks.
Kenma turns his head and looks into Kuroo’s eyes, his lips turning into a one sided smirk.
„I want you to destroy my hole, daddy.“ Well, that’s it. Kuroo clenches his jaw, trying not to cum on the spot.
Kenma smirks, knowing exactly what kind of effect he has on his husband. Kuroo takes a big breath before he pulls out slowly. He counts to three to calm himself down and thrust into Kenma with so much force that Kenma almost hits the wall, if Kuroo’s hands didn’t grab his hips. Kuroo fucks into Kenma’s tight hole, making his husband moan so loud that it could count as a scream. His cock is thrusting into Kenma with eagerness, his hands moving Kenma’s hips to assist the movements.
Kuroo changes the angle a little, trying to find Kenma’s spot again when he hears Kenma scream.
„Fuck, daddy, right there.“ Kuroo’s hips move fast, his dick hitting the right spot with every thrust. Kuroo groans loudly, already feeling the heat in his stomach starting to build.
„God, kitten, you’re driving me crazy. Taking me so well with your tight hole.“
Kenma’s moans almost overshadow Kuroo’s praise, but Kuroo knows that Kenma heard him by the way his hole clenches around his dick. Kuroo slaps Kenma’s ass once, then slapping the other side, turning Kenma into a moaning mess. He slaps him again and again until he’s sure that Kenma’s perfect ass will be red by the time they’re done. The shower is helping Kuroo to slide in even more easily than with the lube, making his thrust even faster. God, he could spend the rest of his life like this, burrowed into his husband.
„Tetsu, close.“ Kenma mumbles quietly and Kuroo smirks.
„What was that?“ He teases, slapping Kenma’s ass again.
„Please, daddy. I’m so close.“
„That’s it, kitten.“ He whispers before sliding his hand to Kenma’s hard cock. He wraps his finger around it and starts pumping. Kuroo feels him tightening around his cock like Kenma wants to keep him inside of himself forever.
„Daddy, can I? Please, please, please.“ Kenma’s voice is nothing more than a whine at this point. Kuroo loves to see him like this, a whimpering mess, begging for release.
„Cum for me, kitten.“ And Kenma does, screaming Kuroo’s given name loudly, letting everyone know who just made him cum this hard.
„You’ve done so so well, kitten.“ Kuroo’s hand moves back to Kenma’s hip, grabbing it roughly. „Now help daddy cum too, will you?“ Kenma moans and sounds absolutely destroyed, but he still obliges. His hips start moving, rutting back to draw Kuroo’s cock in deeper. Kuroo thrust into Kenma’s tight hole a few more times before he falls over the edge. He spills inside of Kenma, painting his hot walls white with his cum. Kuroo grabs Kenma’s face and brings their lips together into a loving kiss, not at all desperate like their earlier ones. He breaks the kiss and wipes Kenma’s wild hair away from his beautiful flushed face and slowly slides out of his husband again. They both groan quietly at the loss of contact before Kenma fully stands up again and turns around. He gets on his tip toes to reach Kuroo’s face again, leaving small kisses all over his face.
„That was amazing, Tetsu.“ Kenma smiles softly, making Kuroo’s heart melt all over again.
„You were amazing, Kenma.“ Even when he’s flushed like he’s right now, Kuroo still manages to make Kenma blush harder. So adorable, his little kitten.
Kenma’s smile turns into a frown when he feels Kuroo’s cum running down his legs slowly. Kuroo laughs and leans down to help Kenma clean up the mess slowly. He grabs some shampoo and starts working through Kenma’s hair afterwards, making him hum happily. They switch places, helping each other scrub their naked and marked bodies, maybe sharing some more kisses. Maybe a lot more… nobody is counting, right?
As they step out of the shower, Kuroo immediately wraps his favorite towel around Kenma, not giving the cold any chance to creep up to him. Kenma smiles gratefully and cuddles into his towel, walking towards their bedroom. Kuroo follows right after. Kenma tries to dry his hair as good as possible before dropping the towel next to the bed, hopping on to it and immediately hiding under their warm blanket. Kuroo shakes his wet hair, making Kenma scowl at him before he joins him in their bed, pulling Kenma closer.
„How about we order some take out and then go to sleep?“ Kuroo suggests, his fingers wandering over Kenma’s body. Always trying to be as close as possible.
„How about we just sleep?“ Kenma sounds like he’s already on the edge of falling asleep, but Kuroo knows better.
„We could order apple pie as dessert.“ He smirks when he feels Kenma’s body shiver with joy.
„Sex and apple pie? You’re treating me today, Kuro.“
„Let’s talk about that open housewife position tomorrow then.“ Kuroo’s hands come to a rest on Kenma’s hips. „Wanna choose where we order?“
„Hell yes.“ Kenma sits up and grabs his phone, already opening the food delivery app.
Kuroo doesn’t remember the moment he fell in love with Kenma. He just knows that he will love his best friend until his last breath. And that his best friend will love him, too.