How We Began

Part Six (cont.)

Kuroo watched as Tsuki tried so hard not to laugh. But he failed miserably. His laughter echoed around them, drawing attention from the few other tourists who were in the area. And Kuroo felt himself falling even more in love. Putting his phone in his pocket, he gathered Tsuki up in his arms, and they spun around a little, almost dancing. They were both laughing, and so happy.

When they slowed down to a stop, so did their laughter, and then they were kissing. Tsuki had his hands on Kuroo's neck, fingers tickling the hair at the nape of his neck, making him shiver. Kuroo snaked his hands up under Tsuki's clothes, settling them on the heated skin of his hips, and then moving them slowly around to the small of his back.

Kuroo felt the strength of Tsuki's shiver, felt it in the way his hands tightened, in the way his fingers curled and the nails bit into his skin. He felt the way Tsuki kissed him just a little more wildly. With just the slightest bit of pressure, Kuroo pressed Tsuki against him, slid his hands upward just a smidge. Another violent shiver, the nails dug deeper, and Tsuki suddenly gasped, breaking their kiss.

"What did you do to me?" Tsuki asked breathlessly.

"The same thing you do to me," Kuroo panted.

"Impossible."

"Here," Kuroo reached up to lightly grasp Tsuki's wrist. "Feel." He gently brought Tsuki's hand down to his neck to feel his racing pulse. "And here," he moved Tsuki's hand down to his heart, which was beating hard. Finally, he moved his hand further down his body, until he reached the evidence of his desire. "Definitely here," he said, his voice rough. "This is what you do to me."

Tsuki managed to look amazed, and aroused, at the same time. "But it's only been two weeks," he said, still trying to figure things out. "Well, two and a half. But still! How is that even enough time?"

"This coming from the one who basically got us started last night."

"Did not."

"Did too."

"How so?"

"And I quote, 'Oh, I bite.' "

"Hhhmmm." Tsuki's eyebrows scrunched up over his suddenly troubled eyes.

"Okaaayyy. Now what's going on in that head of yours?"

"Two weeks, or two days... I want more."

"Tsuki..."

"I want as much as I can get."

Kuroo caught a note of desperation in Tsuki's voice, and not just for sex.

"Tsuki?"

"Don't ask. Please. Not now."

"Okay, but..."

"I want this to last as long as possible." It sounded like a prayer.

"Alright," and Kuroo reached up to gently cradle Tsuki's face. "Why don't we just go back to our room? We can eat and get some rest. We still have the Inari shrine to visit."

"Yeah. Okay."

They were walking back toward the main hall, when a tall man with sandy blonde hair approached them, and he looked vaguely familiar. Kuroo nodded politely, and would have continued, but Tsuki had suddenly stopped. He was staring at the man, his face had gone pale, and his eyes were wide with fear. Kuroo calmly took Tsuki's hand, and stood between Tsuki and whoever this person was.

"Are you okay, Tsuki?" he asked over his shoulder, not taking his eyes off the man in front of them.

"F-fine," Tsuki answered, sounding anything but fine.