He pulls at his own oversized t-shirt and Bokuto is quick to grab the hem and lift it. 'Let me help you with that'There's a hint of shyness in Kenma's look. He's used to Kuroo seeing him naked, used to Bokuto seeing him shirtless every now and then. But not like this.
Still, he lets Bokuto take in the sight, lets him roam his hand over his chest, down to his tummy, then up again. He arches his back, pushing himself closer to Bokuto as fingers graze over a nipple, then pinch it.
'Mmm, Kou... tarou' Kenma pushes himself more against Bokuto's hand, rolling his hips harder to feel his own cock press against Bokuto's.
'You like that?' And Kenma is quick to nod. He catches the fleeting spark in Bokuto's eye as the man leans in and takes his other nipple into his mouth.'Aahh~' Kenma closes his eyes, enjoying the sensations that Bokuto happily puts him through. When he opens his eyes again, his gaze settles on Kuroo, who looks even more turned on than Kenma has ever seen.
'K-kuro''Yes, kitten' his voice sounds hoarse and the arousal in his eyes makes Kenma shiver.Kenma pulls away from Bokuto, shivering when cold hits his swollen nipples. He gets off from Bokuto's lap and plays with the hem of his sweats.
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Short Kuroken|Bokuken story
FanfictieKuroo had seen the way his best friend looked at his boyfriend. He'd caught on those 'not-so-subtle' looks. Bokuto had never been known to be subtle. It should bother him. He should feel jealous. But he doesn't. It starts small.
