i walked down the long hallway trembling, getting out the Hot water and immediately entering the cold air was a strange sensation.
i held my towel tightly around my body.
as i walked dripping water onto the dark oak floor.
the bathroom had let steam out the hallway vent, making the hallway appear hazy, filled with warm mist.
i started to hum my favorite song softly to myself, the quiet in this house was lonely, and i needed to make some noise.
i continued down the hall, looking for the room kuroo had pointed to before, telling me i could find something to wear in there.
i looked down at my feet, i was leaving a wet trail behind me, i should probably come back and clean that after i'm dressed.
suddenly i was forced onto something heavy, and i fell to the ground.
looking up i was met with a solid glare, and something landed on my face.
i used my finger to wipe it, it was water.
i felt it again.
staring at kuroo above me, who was shirtless and wore a towel around his waist.
his wet hair leaving drops running down my body.
"you okay"? he asked lowly.
i realized that i was loosing my grip on my towel.
"i'm fine". i shrugged.
"why is it so foggy"? he asked reaching his hand out to help me stand up.
"the shower". i replied.
he smiled.
and i put my legs together in fear that something else wet might start dripping to the floor.
"you must take some hot showers". he spoke.
i put my head down.
what the hell y/n. why are you acting like some timid bitch? you're a BAD BITCH...
i looked at kuroo again, this time with the same calm look he gave me.
he smiled wider.
"i decided since you made an offer, we could make some real money". he said.
i held the towel up with one hand and wiped the water off my face with my arm.
"how so"? i asked.
"let's take some good pictures". he said grabbing my free arm.
he led me down the hall, i could see his soaking hair falling around his head, i wanted to touch it.
and his back muscles flexed while he walked, the towel around his waist teasing me as it stood on its own, he wasn't even holding it up.
his grip on my wrist was loose, but tight at the same time. maybe because i really didn't want him to let go of me.
we walked back into his bedroom.
"what about the clothes"? i asked.
"towels are fine". he laughed.
i bit the inside of my lip.
for a man that said he wanted to wait- he sure was giving some mixed signals.
"kuroo what kind of pictures are we taking"? i asked.
"just erotic ones". he replied.
i sat on his bed as he grabbed a camera off his shelf and set it up on a tripod.
i watched, shivering from the frigid air.
"it's so cold". i said.
"good, it will make your body look more sensual". he said adjusting the lens.
my head felt so hot, and i felt so weak.
why is his vocabulary so sexual?
he finally came and sat on the bed beside me.
"basically, people will pay good money for teasing, you know like black and white photos with sexually posed people, and suggestive stuff you know".
i nodded.
"yeah- i know". i said obviously.
"so first we should probably take some like this". he said.
he started to adjust me.
he layed my body down on the bed, and i clutched my towel tightly.
then he hovered over me.
his body between my legs, making blood rush to my head.
he let his lower half lay between me, with his elbows beside my head and his face inches from mine.
"here's one". he said.
"how will you take the picture"? i asked.
"it's recording, i'll just screenshot".
with that i was a mess inside.
he's recording us like this?
can i... keep the tape for personal reasons???
"i'll just crop out this part right here to use". he said rubbing over my thigh and circling the area of our legs intertwined with his hand.
am i breathing?
i can't tell.
"am i getting you wet"? kuroo asked.
my eyes went wide.
"how'd you know"? i asked offended.
does my vagina talk?
"uh- because my hair is clearly dripping all over your face".
oh-
"it's fine". i said embarrassed.
he used his hand to wipe it off for me.
and i nearly had a heart attack.
"hold on". kuroo said getting up.
"what is it"? i asked.
he didn't answer, instead he went to his nightstand and dug through it.
"what are you getting"? i asked.
he held up a bottle.
"what's that"? i questioned annoyed that he wasn't answering.
"it's oil". he said.
fuck- don't you know you can't just lube a girl up... i expect back-shots.
"okay. and what for"? i asked.
"it will make the pictures better". he said taking the cap off.
he walked over to me.
"want me to put it on for you"? he asked.
i nodded slowly.
of course i do.
"you know"- i said.
he looked at me.
"if we weren't wearing towels, then we could take pictures that were just barely hiding our privates, that's what people want". i said confidently.
"is that what people want? or is that what you want"? he raised a brow.
i shook my head.
crap i've been caught.
"i'm just saying, it would be such a tease to see two naked people, but not being able to see the goods".
he licked his lips and looked me over.
"so you wanna get naked"? he asked.
"well when you put it like that"- i cut myself off.
he let out a laugh but it was more like a sigh.
"if you think it will sell". he said.
my stomach tightened.
i wanted to jump for joy and i nearly did.
"so"- i started.
without wasting a second, kuroo let his towel unravel.
dropping to the floor, and revealing himself to me.
it was... it was.... fuck it was big.
oaktree- are you wondering?
kuroo is packing 10 inches in this fiction-
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good luck LMAO
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Фанфикшн"is that for me"? i asked with a grin. "uh huh". he said tiredly. he was truly adorable, in those plaid pajama pants and a black shirt. "You're so kind", he smiled back, "0h am i?". I walked up to him and ruffled his hair a bit. kuroo was always...
