Nine Things(A TsukiHina Fanfiction)

The Ninth

Tsukishima would never admit this to anyone ever,but their first kiss made him feel like someone staged a fireworks show inside his very stomach.

They were in his room, and nobody was home. Tsukishima was teaching him English, and Hinata was intently staring at what his boyfriend (they were calling each other that by this time, and it felt exhilarating to do so) was pointing at. You touch your tongue to the roof your mouth to pronounce the 'L' sound, he instructed, which was his first mistake.

His second one was him turning to look at Hinata when he said like this? with his lips parted to show him the inside of his mouth.

And just like that, Tsukishima had claimed Hinata's lips with his own. Hinata squeaked into him, and he relished that sound. He swiped all academic stuff off his desk and lifted off Hinata from his seat and onto the table. Tsukishima smiled at how he was still taller than Hinata in this position.

Hinata was (understandably) unresponsive at first. He just kept letting Tsukishima move his lips against his. Tsukishima thought crazily that maybe Hinata wasn't ready yet, and that he moved too fast (they were only dating for a month by then.) But then Hinata's hands gripped the back of Tsukishima's head and he pushed it towards him aggressively, hungrily. Tsukishima murmured appreciatively and stood up. He was leaning far down to meet Hinata, who in turn raised his upper body to comply.

Hinata's hand had snaked around Tsukishima's neck, and before he knew it, Hinata was clinging onto him funnily like a monkey. Tsukishima brought him from his desk to his bed, and carefully laid him there. They parted, and they were breathing heavily, like they had just finished training.

Hinata's eyes shone, and he grinned wide. That felt―you felt amazing, he breathed, lips swollen and hair tousled. Pride slapped his chest, and Tsukishima gravitated back down to Hinata. The moon meeting the sun. No, you, Hinata, he said with his teeth biting down on Hinata's lower lip. You're amazing. Amazing, amazing, amazing.

He pressed his body to Hinata's (Kei you needy fuck,he thought to himself), and Hinata responded by pulling him closer. Amazing, amazing, amazing.

Everything was a hot, feverish blur. At one point Tsukishima took off his glasses, and then his shirt. At one point Hinata was on top of him, and Tsukishima locked him against his body with one long arm. At one point Hinata struggled to take off his own shirt without letting go of Tsukishima's waists.

At one point their chests had developed a magnetic attraction towards each other. At one point Tsukishima was trailing bruising kisses down Hinata's neck (Hinata was humming, Hinata was pulling him by the hair, Hinata was planting his lips on Tsukishima's head softly, repeatedly.) Hinata did not complain and just kept kissing and kissing and kissing.

This, Tsukishima thought, fighting to get on top, (Hinata laughed and just let him do what he wanted) this is what sunlight tastes, then.