Keeping Company [Kuroo Tetsurou x Tsukishima Kei]

keeping company

"Is it wrong to ask someone if they are dating?"
Kuroo asks, but his eyes are focused on the blonde’s plump buttons tucked safely on the tight leather pants. Tsukishima Kei's outfit today is something worth saving on his memory. Though everything he wears looks perfect for him.

His simple white polo shirt tucked in his black waistcoat, black trousers, and the leather gloves he often wears at work. 

"Maybe, depends on how you ask them. Why? You offended someone?"
Tsukishima is one of the executives in charge of the casino. He rarely comes out of the office unless he needs to or someone requests for his appearance and that someone is mostly just Kuroo Tetsuro, the billionaire tycoon from Japan.

Kei knows for a fact that the billionaire fancies him, because why would someone bad at billiard ask for a match against someone like Kei who’s a pro at it? Well not that he's complaining, he already let the man have his way on him a couple of times since the day they've met but they never talk about turning it into a relationship 
Kei isn't interested in a romantic relationship. He never thought about it. No matter how good the sex, he never thought of them as something he wants to settle with. He also knows that Kuroo is not into commitment, so it’s a mutual understanding.

Kuroo stands up, the cue stick in his right hand as he rubs the end of it with the chalk.

"I don't know. Maybe Kenma is on his period or something." He shrugs his shoulder. He stands at the end of the table, where the white ball is. 

Tsukishima raises his eyebrow as he watches Kuroo miss the ball and tsks, making the blond snicker. 

He picks up his cue stick and a bridge, as the ball is too far away to use his other hand as a bridge.

The black-haired man leans back a little as he shamelessly stares as Tsukishima bends down and leans his body on the table. He bites his lip, eyes glinting with desire for the blond male.

"Let's bet"

"We're already doing it though"

"Other than that"

"What is it?"

"If you were able to hit them all, you can make me do anything you want"

"Anything I want? Like I can make you give to me all of your money?"

"Yeah, but, if you aren’t able to do it, I can do everything I want to you. Deal?"

"Fine, deal"

Tsukishima feels movement behind him and a warm body leaning on his back. A pair of hands slide down from his shoulder slowly to his arms, preventing him from hitting the cue ball. "Kuroo-san, you're distracting me"

Kuroo tilts his head, mouth pressing just behind Tsukishima's ear. "Don't mind me, Kei." Kuroo's low voice calling the blond by his first name has Tsukishima quivering.  
Kuroo presses his body on his back, his hands teasingly sliding to his waist and his front, touching his belt.

"You're cheating." Tsukishima lets out.

"I am not. We never talked about rules." His hands rub the inside of his thigh, slightly touching Kei's length.