Kuroko's Off Day

Blow It

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Basketball practice was really lonely without Kuroko. But right now, all he could do would be to sit in bed, resting. He had been bed written for about a week now. Kagami leaves practice every day and goes and cooks for him, even staying the night if he wants.

Kagami flashed around the gym floor, rubber squeaking against the plastic. Hyūga's face was sweaty and concentrated behind his glasses as he tried to follow the lively first year. His eyes went wide as the teen vanished then reappeared, ball flowing flawlessly into the hoop.

"Damnnit! I'll never be able to keep up with you!" Hyūga yelled.

Kagami laughed and turned away, worrying about Kuroko. He remembered the hospital and the way Kuroko's lips had tasted against his. The way he moaned and breathed against him. He looked down and quickly back stepped while looking at the tint in his pants.

'Oh god.'

Kagami looked back and smiled when Hyūga looked at him. He covered his shorts by playing with them while walking over to the huddled group.

"Hey... I have to go to the store to pick up some ingredients to cook for Kuroko, so I'm leaving a lil early."

Hyūga nodded and Kagami ran as fast as he could towards the locker room. He slammed the door shut and slid down. He felt his erection twitched and started thinking about his future actions.

'This might be wrong. Kuroko could hate me for this. But I can't go out like this.'

Kagami then dismissed his thoughts and reached down, rubbing himself through his clothes. His breath was cis able in the air as he continued on. He began stroking quickly and picked up the hem of his shirt, muffling himself with the fabric. He pulled his length out of his shorts and began to pump quickly, pictures and fantasies of Kuroko flashing before his eyes.

Kuroko was spread out in the bedsheets, moaning and touching himself as he watched. Kuroko in a small skirt in which he pulled up in the front to show the undies he had put on.

Kagami's breathing hitched and he felt himself coming all over his own hand. The warm substance drizzling down his chest and onto his shorts. He stood up and shuttered all the while trying to walk to his locker. He removed his jersey, whipping his chest off and throwing it into the locker, only to be replaced with new and clean clothes.

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I'm sorry this is so short but I thought you would enjoy some Kagami smut so yea. and I'll maybeeee update later tonight with Kagami's cooking and some Smutty shit.

Sorry for spelling.