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Oikawa's breath hitched before he gulped loudly as he took in the sight in front of him.
"Surprise~" Kuroo said lazily, propping himself up on his side, resting his head on the hand that was standing on his elbow. There was a sly smirk at the corner of his mouth that Oikawa knew oh-so-well by now.
Something in Oikawa's stomach was set ablaze by the sight only. This definitely didn't help his current internal turmoil but, well, he's never been able to resist the other man. That's precisely where his issue laid, if he was honest.
But, the more he thought of it the past few days, the more Oikawa started to realize that the reason why he couldn't determine the moment he fell for his friends with benefits is because Oikawa had fallen for him even before their arrangement even started.
So, of course, when he had been allowed to see how Kuroo looked when he was writhing under him, Oikawa was done for.
And now, Kuroo was here again. Laying on Oikawa's bed, naked in only a set of beautiful, lacy white lingerie.
Oikawa cleared his throat in an attempt to gain back some composure — fuck, he could already feel his pants getting tighter.
"What are you doing here, Tettsun?" His voice came out hoarser than he expected, and Kuroo definitely noticed, if his smirk widening was any indication. "You said you'd be away."
"Well, telling you I would be here defies the purpose of a surprise, don't you think?"
Oikawa huffed and rolled his eyes before finally taking a step forward in his bedroom. He let his eyes shamelessly roam over Kuroo's body, taking in his long, tanned limbs.
Kuroo was on vacation, which is why he told Oikawa he wouldn't be back today. It's been a little over two weeks that they hadn't seen each other and Oikawa found himself absolutely mesmerized by the tan lines on his lover's body.
The white lingerie contrasted perfectly with his skin tone, making the man impossibly sexier. Oikawa unconsciously licked his lips. When his eyes finally set on Kuroo's face, he was surprised to see a deep blush coloring the man’s face.
Oikawa smirked and Kuroo's blush deepened.
When he reached the edge of his bed, Oikawa broke the silence, "So you came back for me?" His tone was definitely not hiding how pleased he was by this turn of events, but he was past the point of caring.
Kuroo hummed and muttered something that Oikawa couldn't decipher. He was about to ask him to repeat when Kuroo turned himself so as to lay completely on his back and spread his legs right in front of Oikawa.
Oikawa choked on his saliva, his blood rushed south and all his thoughts flew away. "Fuck." He cursed under his breath and immediately went to remove his clothes. He got rid of his shirt and fumbled a bit with his belt while trying to be quick but, once he got it open, he dropped both his pants and underwear in one go.
Kuroo still laid prettily on the bed when Oikawa refocused his gaze on him. Kuroo's eyes were dark and hungry, taking the sight of him. Oikawa felt himself blush a bit at the intensity but he smirked anyway, clearly way too pleased to have that effect on the other man.
He grinned and kneeled on the bed, moving between Kuroo's spread legs and stopped when he was on top of him. He put his arms on each side of Kuroo's face, effectively caging him and finally lowered his head.
Their lips met in a hungry but desperate kiss. Kuroo's hands were trailing down Oikawa's back and, before long, their tongues were dancing around each other. Oikawa sighed and hummed in the kiss. He felt his heart flutter at the way Kuroo made it obviously known that he missed this as much as Oikawa did.
It was always in those moments that Oikawa's head went into overdrive due to trying to decipher the meaning behind Kuroo's actions. Was Kuroo just desperate for sex, or was there more to it? Oikawa never dared to voice the question aloud, too scared of its answer.
Oikawa nipped at Kuroo's bottom lip and smiled when the latter whined. "You're so gorgeous like this," He whispered against Kuroo's lips.
A moan escaped Kuroo's lips at the praise and his grip around Oikawa's shoulders tightened. Oikawa moaned in turn when he felt Kuroo's nails dig in his skin.
Holding himself up on one hand only, Oikawa let his other one move along Kuroo's lean body. He touched the laced bra, stopped on the man's nipple and pinched it. He smiled against Kuroo's lips when the latter yelped.
Kuroo arched his back when Oikawa pinched his nipple again, the action resulting in their cocks brushing against each other. They both let out twin groans.
"T– Ngh. Tooru, I– Please," Kuroo whined against Oikawa's mouth as he kept grinding his laced cock against Oikawa's now fully hard and leaking member.
Oikawa groaned at each grind. "Yeah baby, I got you." He whispered before lowering his hand until it reached Kuroo's panties.
He cursed under his breath again when he felt how wet the panties already were. He didn't know how long Kuroo had been waiting for him, but it was clear he'd been leaking for a while. Oikawa felt his cock twitch at the thought only.
He slipped his hand inside the panties and Kuroo sobbed when Oikawa's hand finally touched his dick. Oikawa smiled, utterly pleased with the effect he had on the other man.
He then let his hand wander lower until it reached Kuroo's hole and he choked on his saliva when what he felt instead was a plug. Oikawa raised his head in Kuroo's direction instantly. The other man was very clearly avoiding his gaze, his head turned to the side and cheeks cherry red.
"Oh?" Oikawa grinned, because he could and because he was in love with the sight of a blushing Kuroo Tetsurou — he was in love with the entirety of Kuroo Tetsurou, if he was being honest. "Had some fun?"
He smirked when Kuroo's blush somehow deepened.
Kuroo closed his eyes and sighed. "I wanted to be ready for you," he muttered.
Oikawa was so glad that Kuroo had his eyes closed because he was sure he couldn't have controlled his expression at that admission. "Fuck," Oikawa groaned loudly and dropped his head on Kuroo's chest, wishing for his burning cheeks and hammering heart to calm down.
"You have no idea what you do to me, Tetsurou." He mumbled against the man's stomach, unable to face him but also unable to control his mouth filter.
He felt how Kuroo's heart suddenly beat faster but, not wanting to elaborate on his statement and risking ruining everything, he quickly moved his hand.
He removed the plug from Kuroo's ass and the latter moaned loudly at the action. Oikawa didn't waste a single second before pushing two of his fingers inside the other man so as to make sure that he was loose enough.
The fingers slipped in so easily that Oikawa had to suppress a moan. He continued fingering Kuroo for a bit, adding a third finger at some point, before he pulled them out and reached for his bedside table.
"No," Kuroo stopped him, putting his hand softly on Oikawa's forearm. "I want to feel you."
Oikawa's eyes bulged out and his dick twitched for the nth time. Fuck. "Are–" He choked on his saliva. "Are you sure?"
Kuroo's blush was still decorating his beautiful face. "Yeah," he whispered, almost shyly.
Oikawa felt as if his heart was about to explode.
"Okay," he whispered back and left a soft kiss on Kuroo's forehead before he could even think about what he was doing. Kuroo's breath hitched and his eyes fluttered at the gesture, but he didn't say anything.
Oikawa opened his bedside table to retrieve the lube but didn't take any condom out. His heart was hammering in his chest as he poured some lube on his hand and went to stroke himself.
Kuroo was watching him with hungry eyes and Oikawa felt himself blush. He refocused on the man’s body before his thoughts could wander again and sucked in a breath.
Kuroo truly was gorgeous.
He removed Kuroo's panties and his cock sprung free. Oikawa licked his lips. He made no move to remove the bra, and Kuroo didn't either.
Oikawa took back his spot between the man's long legs and locked eyes with Kuroo. Kuroo bit his bottom lip when looking at him and nodded, Oikawa pushed in.
They both groaned at the sensation. Kuroo being filled and Oikawa being engulfed in the man's tight, hot hole. No matter how many times they've slept together, they never did it raw.
The sensations right now were new for both of them and Oikawa had to shut his eyes closed so as to not come on the spot. It was still Kuroo's hole, the one he knew by heart by now, but at the same time it was so… different. Better.
Kuroo whimpered when Oikawa bottomed out, the man's dick brushing against the sensitive bundle of nerves inside of him. He tried to raise his arms pathetically in Oikawa's direction but they both fell to his sides.
Oikawa chuckled, glad to see that he wasn't the only one on the verge of coming already. He understood the message though and lowered his body on top of Kuroo's.
Kuroo hummed satisfyingly and went to grab Oikawa's shoulders again.
Oikawa moaned softly when he felt the man's fingers dig in that same spot as earlier but didn't say anything. Instead, he locked eyes with his lover and kissed him hungrily. Kuroo moaned when Oikawa plunged his tongue in his mouth at the same time as he started fucking him strongly.
"Fuck, baby– You feel so good," Oikawa breathed out.
Kuroo whined at the praise, apparently already unable to form any coherent sentence. Oikawa grinned at the realization.
Before long, Oikawa started feeling himself already getting close to reaching his orgasm. So he brought one of his hands to Kuroo's cock, the latter yelping at the sudden touch on his ignored member.
Kuroo's fingers dig painfully in the skin of Oikawa's back, the scratches making Oikawa groan loudly.
"Tooru– Ahh– I'm gonna come, I–"
Oikawa kissed Kuroo again. "Come for me, baby."
Kuroo whimpered and his back arched. Oikawa moaned when he felt Kuroo clenching strongly around him. He choked on his saliva as it was all too much. The feeling of Kuroo's walls against him sending him over the edge before he even had the time to pull out. Oikawa came in a silent cry, panting against Kuroo's mouth.
Kuroo sobbed, overwhelmed by the new sensation of Oikawa's cum filling him and reached his own climax a few seconds later, Oikawa stroking him through it.
Oikawa soothed him afterwards, caressing Kuroo's hips softly and kissing his temple lovingly. Kuroo seemed to still be out of it, his legs were shaking uncontrollably but his grip around Oikawa's shoulders was still deadly.
Kuroo whined when Oikawa pulled out his softening dick, as if he needed to have Oikawa as close to him as possible. Oikawa felt something cling to his heart, as always, wishing for something more.
He shushed Kuroo, whispering sweet nothings in his ears and repeating that he was there, that he wasn't going anywhere. Only then did Kuroo loosen his grip around him. Oikawa smiled when he properly took in the sight in front of him.
Kuroo was completely fucked out, he looked ethereal.
Oikawa didn't know how much time he spent simply staring at the other man but when he came back to himself, Kuroo was smiling so softly at him that Oikawa's heart threatened to burst out of his chest.
Never had Kuroo worn that expression before. Never had Kuroo been so… bare.
"Happy birthday, Tooru." Kuroo said quietly. His soft, loving smile was still there when he mumbled the last part, "I love you."
Oikawa's heart dropped as his eyebrows shot up in surprise. As soon as his heart beat again, it started hammering, he couldn't hear anything but the thrumming blood in his ears. Kuroo was fast asleep under him, blissfully unaware of the battlefield he just created inside of Oikawa's head.
And he still had that same smile on his face when Oikawa came back from the bathroom with a damp cloth to clean him up, and he still had it when Oikawa set himself in bed next to him. Kuroo subconsciously brought himself closer to the warm body by his side, humming happily only when Oikawa placed his arm around him.
Oikawa chuckled and kissed the top of his head. "I love you too, Tetsurou." He mumbled against the man's messy hair. Then, Oikawa drifted off as well, the same happy and loving smile decorating his face.