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Bokuto was definitely a hard person to deal with: It wasn't that he was easily angered or that he was shy; just the opposite. The thing about him was that he needed someone who praised him, like, for anything. It wasn't that difficult to discover that this man had a praise kink when it came to sex. It wasn't that hard to discover he had the hots for you, it wasn't difficult to imagine that you two would end as sex buddies.
Bokuto's technique would be a... Seven, yeah, sharp seven. His stamina a perfect ten... What was wrong in him? One had to think too much about it because it wasn't that easy. He had a very fit body, INCREDIBLE arms which I loved to scratch when he pounded inside me and we were facing each other... Yeah the only bad thing about this owl was the constant attention he needed which made sex a bit irritating until he was reaching the climax.
It was sometimes more difficult than others to understand what was going on between you two. I mean, it didn't had a real name. and neither of us had the necessity to make it a something.
It was a bit scary on his side because he felt something strong towards you and it didn't only happened when having sex; at first it was only between classes, talks at night and it gradually evolved to something stronger which didn't had anything to do with sex: Love.
— They are-They are going to come soon —. I slightly moan. He bites my neck with force and I moan again; he laughs —. Kou, I'm being serious here. You know how angry and annoying Tooru was last time we were making out.
— Ohohoho? Are we only going to make out?
He hides his face in the crook of my neck and sucks. He knows how much I love it and doesn't hesitate to simply bite it. Bokuto again smirks against my skin and I unconsciously smile while doing this. It feels good to feel him above me; the feeling of being covered by someone did really feel warm and secure. I arch my back and he uses that moment to strip off my blouse.
— You know how much did that... Er, piece of cloth suited you? Because it really did. — Can't help but laugh at his confusion of clothes. The thing is it's made of cloth right?
Both of his hands rests on my hips and slowly ascends. His hands are rough and wild like an animal contemplating his prey. I love it: Before things get wild, Bokuto would always look at me like a precious jewel before... Messing it up. He would caress all of my body when we had time and just sometimes look at me. It was embarrassing but I loved the way Bokuto smirked and smiled in a cocky way whenever he looked at my body as if he was proud.
— We don't have time today Kou, cut the crap — He opens my legs and I just sink in the bed.
— Are you worried that Baka-Tooru will found us? — You gasp for air when you feel his tongue in your stomach. The contact takes you by surprise and Bokuto laughs. Nevertheless he continues licking down until he reaches your pants —. Last time we were having sex but I think he will be more jealous when he finds that I'm going to eat you so good you will be screaming my name as if I were killing you.
I blush at his words and want to reply with something witty but he presses against my clit. The trousers are so annoying right now but Bokuto seems to have fun without removing them at all. There is only one way to make him act:
— Bokuto your hands are so skilled... Oh fuck! When you press like that it feels so good — The moans that are with each sentence aren't too fake. You can hear his smile — I can't imagine how good will I feel when you get cloooooser to me... I feel like I might cum almost immediately...
Keyword: Almost.
The effect it's almost immediate. He unbuttons the pants and tosses them off to somewhere in the room. He eats me with the underwear between his mouth and my wet clit and he can't help but laugh again at his very skilled hands which have caused... This state.
— Well, well, you are so wet now... Your cute panties are so damp, but it isn't only my doing... Damn you taste good, really good — He continuously says praising me although most times it's the other way around. The words from before must have really been a boost to his confidence.
— When you lick me like that I can't help but get like this Kou — I purr as if it were the most normal thing. And it is between us. Is this dirty talking? Or is it just a praise kink? Aren't they kind of the same? — When you do it so good I get this wet for you... Your tongue is so good when you eat me I think I will melt...
That's not entirely true... The one who really makes it good it's Tooru. He really must have a lot of practice in his teen days of high school because when he does it oh, you seriously are capable of cumming in seconds.
Bokuto continues licking above the cloth and only when I arch my back again getting to the edge - not really at the border but with pleasure starts the panting - he removes this last part. While I turn around and get on my fours he tosses his clothes off and quickly takes a condom out of the nightstand table drawer. He of course knows where they are without the necessity of looking but after putting it on he stops and glares at the piece of wood. I turn around and see that he is pouting.
Internally I roll my eyes.
— What's wrong now? — The irritation on my voice is almost noticeable. Again: Almost. Have to be careful with what I say to him.
— Last time we did it the pack was almost full... — Oh shit. Not this now, please. — Don't I satisfy you enough?
When he asks it, you could barely hear it. Shit, he's losing it.
— Koutarou, you know that I don't... I'm not attached to you —. The words hurt him but it would be worse to hide it. The mood is almost gone because his cockiness has lower a lot. I click my tongue — But I really do love doing it with you... You are incredible in bed.
My lips search for Bokuto's and he reluctantly accepts them. I give him pecks and he corresponds it little by little until I rest my forehead against his.
— Your stamina is amazing — I slowly start to praise: — I love... I love when you bite me. I love your fingers and when your tongue licks all of my body... I love when we do it slowly and you make me cum multiple times before you finally do... But please, now — The tone of my voice sounds like desperate — Now I need you to enter and fuck me brutally. I need you to make me cum before they come, oh, please, Kou...
No more foreplay: He just moves the cloth aside and enter me in one go. I arch my back more if possible taken by surprise and scream because he is moving too fast.
— H-Hold on! I know I said that but-
— Cut the crap, you told me to do it, and I'm doing it — He moans in my ear; he bites it and I clamp onto him because my ears are totally my weak spot. Fortunately Bokuto decides not to follow that way but to ram inside of me again and again — Isn't this what you want? My stamina and my fingers?
He takes my chest and elevates it until my back is touching his torso. He's hot, his breathing is irregular and his heart is beating fast. Bokuto takes both of my wrists into his hand and forces me to move my hips while he slows down; I need to catch his speed.
His free hand meanwhile pinches both of my buds and I moan out of pleasure and a bit of pain. He's being too rough but that's just so like him. I don't care at all, in fact I love when he gets wild.
The free hand mentioned before rubs my clit while ramming inside of me and I reach my peak in a second causing me to scream his name and moans.
— BOKU---TO!!! — When I cum he stops for a second just how I love it and gives me time to be myself again. Although I'm a panting mess he kisses my right cheek and slowly takes his speed again.
In our second round is more difficult for me to reach my peak but when he makes us look at the mirror which is hanged in the door I feel the pleasure in the lower part of my stomach. Bokuto is moaning my name like no tomorrow and I know he's close, but not enough to come yet.
I cum for second time when he frees my hands and he plays with my nipples, pinching them and making them hard again in the rough way Bokuto knows. I rest my head in the mattress for a second: Then he takes my ass and raises it up.
— When you cum you are so cute, oh, you almost mewl and is freaking hot... You clamp down so good in me... I'm going to cum very soon.
It is normally when we are on our third round when he cums because I kind of grip him too hard and become too tight.
— Too much, ohfucktoomuch — Bokuto quickly says linking both of his arms around my hips and pounding his hips like a dog would do.
I'm a mess by the time he says it and can feel myself on the edge of cumming just by hearing his voice in my ear. I feel too weird by now and I-I don't know how to control all of the emotions overflowing. I can't moan or scream anymore I just can screech for him to make me cum once again, oh, please, once more.
— SHITSHITSHIT — He shouts. Suddenly he changes his angle and hits it, right there. Immediate release, I shout his name and as the mess I am, my hands search for something to hold while the pleasure devours all of me. The pleasure, the angle, oh, it's damn fantastic and I couldn't have released at a better moment because that's what he needs to cum and hide his head in my neck.
It's a kind of guttural growl but I know he has cummed when he drops all of his weight on my back. I feel the legs so weak that I immediately give up and sink into the bed; he quickly rolls so as not to crush me and I slightly smile.
— Fantastic... How much did it take us?
— AN OIKAWA WHICH HAS SLAMMED THE DOOR AS SOON AS HE GOT INSIDE AND HEARD BOTH OF YOU DOING THE DO AND TWO TEAS FOR SUGA AND I, PAIR OF SCREAMERS.
It's Kuroo's voice and well, I know I kind of fucked up.
I huff in annoyance and roll on the bed to get up.
Regret in a moment: My legs give up.
I guess being on fours really made them weak. Kou immediately gets up and asks if I'm okay and I can hear Suga and Kuro are silent as well.
— Completely just... The position, you know I feel them numb.
He cockily smiles.
— I CAN JUST FEEL FROM HERE BOKUTO'S SMILE, FOR FUCK'S SAKE DON'T BOOST UP HIS EGO — Kuroo shouts again from downstairs. Are Suga and him in the living room?
— SUGAAAAAA, WOULD YOU BE SO KIND TO TAKE SOME CLOTHES FOR ME, PLEASE MY DEAR? — Another try to get up. Yep, it can work like this... Or so I think but manage to maintain the stability thanks to the wall.
A sigh, and moments later someone coming up from the stairs. Bokuto huffs as he turns around in bed sulking something like pillow talk, but either way, taking one of Kou's shirts and putting on again my underwear, I wait for Sugawara to come with a towel in hand and some clean clothes.
— MOM SUGA TO THE RESCUE.
— WILL YOU SHUT UP KUROO?!
— I WASN'T THE ONE SHOUTING MINUTES AGO, DARLING — My face reddens a bit as I see Suga exiting my room with some clothes in hand and a fluffy towel.
— WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU, MY DADDY?
— HAAAAAH? CALLING ME OLD, BRAT?! SUGA WHY THE FUCK DO YOU EVEN OBEY HER?!
Sugawara reaches Bokuto's door and handles everything with a bitter smile. I sigh and he raises both hands as if saying "Take it easy, okay?". He is a bit hurt, I know it, but it isn't as if I haven't heard them having sex with another girl in the house. They just happened to found us today, we already know the rules.
— Are you going to have dinner with us? — He quietly asks. Suga's voice always calms you because he is not shouting 24/7 as the boys. He is optimistic and a kind of glue to the house, the mom which takes care of everyone, including his little girl, to say I.
— I think so, but I will take a shower and look for Oikawa. He must have run to Iwaizumi's arms so I... I will call for him.
He nods and I head for the bathroom.
— NO PERVERTS ALLOWED — Is what I shout before closing the door.
— Is that green light for Suga then? — Kuroo's tongue is wonderful today.
— DADDY, STOP — It cames out of my throat as a seven year old high pitched tone.
I can hear Bokuto's and Suga's laughs. Eventually Kuroo imitates them and finally, let the water run in the shower.
It's difficult to live with this boys but I kind of manage sometimes.
Now, what was it with Tooru...?