Awaited Encounter

Part 20

"Kuro, sit up straight." Mrs. Bokuto lectured with a huff. My cheeks puffed out to hold back my laughter as Kuro quickly straightened his back. The raven isn't the only one the mother is tearing into, every one of her children have been lectured. Besides Ai of course.

She even reprimanded me for babying Kou! Now my boyfriend is sulking as we faced his mother on the opposite side of the table.

Meg let out a giggle as she stuffed more of her meal into her mouth. "I'm sorry, how old are you again?" Daishou whispered to Kuro.

His teasing smile soon faded when Mrs. Bokuto spoke up again, "it's been a long time Suguru. Why haven't you come to visit me hm? Another question, why were you late to my Ai's wedding?"

The green-haired man froze, "um well..."

I zoned out of the conversation when a pinky finger poked my thigh. With the tilt of my head, I could see Kou fidgeting in his seat. His hand curled at the end of the chair, settling between his thighs.

"Akashi... when does the wedding end?" He asked me in a low whisper. I twisted my hand into my pocket to pull out my phone, "you got four hours left."

Kou whined from the time, "can't we just do it here! The bathrooms are clean! I checked."

"You...checked?" I repeated back with a raised brow. Kou's body stiffened for a moment before he groaned in defeat. His head fell on the table, earning a stare from Iwaizumi.

"Is he ok?" Iwaizumi mouthed to me, which made Oikawa pay attention to me as well. I gave a shrug to the older man, who in returned sighed.

Another hand poked mine, this time it was Kenma. The blonde slipped a small napkin in my hand with a pen tied around it. I opened the napkin and read the words in my head.

What's wrong with Bokuto?

I answered back, telling Kenma it was the same problem as before. When Kenma didn't read the note and passed it to Kuro, I cringed. The raven gave me a questioning look as Kenma whispered into his ear.

Before Kuro could even laugh, Oikawa pulled at his side. Both men whispered to one another, and the news spread around the table like wildfire. Now everyone knew Kou's problem except his mother.

Snickers and mischievous grins surrounded the table. The looks only made Kou sink down further. His finger continued to poke my thigh until his entire hand rested on it. His palm cupped my clothed flesh, stroking it at a slow pace.

Once in a while, I could feel his fingers twitch. "Kou." I began, placing my hand by his right cheek. "Try to think of something else." The gray-haired boy turned his head towards me. His heavy eyes staggered a little while his bitten lip puffed out.

Bokuto let out a sharp whisper, "I can't! Akashi, feel!" Feel? The word only echoed in my head for a moment before my wrist was yanked. Kou pressed my hand roughly against himself. Hissing from the small amount of friction.

My eyes widened when I realized what I was touching, "K-Kou! Let my hand go!" I mumbled while trying to pull my hand away. Kou laid his head on my arm, clenching it a little tighter. "I haven't felt you in so long." He squeezed out.

The fact that Kou was melting from an indirect touch worried me. How much of a sex drive does he have?

With that thought in mind, I pressed down harder on Kou's erection. The gray-haired man buckled his hips submissively, letting go without realizing it. Kou let out a cry and stuffed his head back into the table.