implicit attraction. | tsukishima kei x male!reader

05 - post-masturbation guilt

y/n's head immediately turns towards him after tsukishima grumbled, which makes him flinch, "did you say something?" he asks.

"no, just fuck off." tsukishima looks at his face with irritation in his expression.

"okay, geez." y/n sighs, but right before he could turn his head back towards the board he spots tsukishima jr, just standing up as if the national anthem was playing.

y/n's eyes widen and he immediately looks around the room, "is that morning wood or did you happen to see a hot girl take off her jacket..?" he whispers into tsukishima's ear.

this catches tsukishima completely off-guard, "what the fuck are you talking about..!" he whisper-yells back.

"just little old junior down there.." y/n points down towards tsukishima's erection, "i had no idea you'd be this mischievous, kei..! and during class too? you're a naughty boy!" he jokes teasingly but that seems to make tsukishima blush slightly.

they both sit in silence staring at eachother for a moment, realising what y/n had just called him.

"okay, im sorry. i say shit without thinking and-"

"lets fuck."

"...what?"

tsukishima starts packing up his things, "pack it all up, and be quick. i can't wait."

"o...kayyy?" y/n just shoves his textbook in his bag and gets pulled out of the classroom with tsukishima.

they hastily walk into the bathroom, and tsukishima throws himself onto y/n

"this is all your fault." he says as he kisses his neck, bringing him into a stall.

"what the fuck..? how is this even my fault?!" y/n tries pushing him off. "hey, i didn't even agree to this!" he grunts.

"ugh. are you fucking kidding me?" tsukishima groaned. "i already asked you in the classroom! the fact that you even followed me in here means that you wanted to go through with it!"

"..im not gonna lie, i thought you had some of that good stuff on you and used that as an excuse to lead me away to crack a deal with me..." y/n explained awkwardly.

"what do you mean by 'good stuff'?" tsukishima raises a brow.

"weed, duh!" y/n shrugged.

"oh my god, you're so fucking weird." he face-palmed, "just fucking go so i can rub one out or something.."

"or something? what else are you gonna do? fuck the toilet?" y/n cackled, "maybe the toilet paper roll? HAHA-"

tsukishima wrapped his hand around y/n's neck, "please just shut the fuck up."

"..okay, i see you took my advice from earlier, does this mean i just discovered one of your kinks?" y/n looked up at him nervously.

"y/n."

"okay im sorry. ill leave."

y/n walks out of the bathroom and decides to wait for tsukishima outside.

after around five minutes or so, y/n is still waiting around but tsukishima is no where to be seen. he goes inside to check up on him.

"yo, kei?" y/n knocks on the stall door, "are you shitting or something?"

"y/n. leave." tsukishima sighs, "why did you come back?"

"because i didn't want you to suffer the post-masturbation guilt." y/n replies, his answer being genuine without any sarcastic remarks.

tsukishima then opens the stall door, "what do you want me to say? thank you? that's so sweet of you?" he said sarcastically, very obviously feeling annoyed.

"not really," y/n shrugged, "i was just being considerate." he smiled.

tsukishima just stares at y/n in disbelief. even his smile compliments his good looking face. he just couldn't find one fault in his existence that could turn him off.

"you're so fucking weird." he groans, the frustration really took over.

y/n looks around the stall, "did you like, wipe off the semen stains?"

"why? now are you gonna say you wanted to lick it off the fucking wall?" tsukishima said sarcastically.

"how rude and disgusting! i just wanted to poke fun.." y/n cringes at the way that tsukishima said that entire sentence.

"yeah, right." tsukishima sighs, starting to recall the way y/n called out his name last night.

"so, kei. are you done ye-" y/n gets interrupted by being pinned up on the wall by tsukishima.

"i swear to god. stop calling me by my first name." tsukishima sighs as he presses onto y/n's lips. "it's driving me crazy."

y/n just looked into tsukishima's eyes, "...i don't have a driver's license." he joked as he put his arms around tsukishima's neck.

"that is the lamest joke i have ever heard." tsukishima smirks a little as he feels y/n's arms gripping onto him. "but i can deal with it right now."

he passionately kissed y/n, occasionally biting his neck.

"ugh, are you some kind of bug..? stop biting me." y/n pants heavily, the kiss had started to get him out of breath.

"just shut up. if you want me to stop, then tell me right now."

"..."

"that's what i thought." tsukishima tore up a packet of lube and condoms while y/n started taking off his pants.

"holy shit, why do you have like, three packs?" y/n asks hesitantly, looking down.

"you'll see." tsukishima replies, as he starts rubbing lube onto himself and into y/n. "this position is uncomfortable, turn around."

y/n awkwardly turns around with his face against the wall. "your fingers feel really fucking strange." he says as he feels some long ass fingers just squelching inside his ass.

"do you ever shut up?" tsukishima places his hand on y/n's mouth, which seems to have worked. y/n had successfully shut up.

tsukishima sighs in relief as he slowly starts rubbing against y/n's entry.

once he shoves it all in, he can feel y/n shuddering a little. he lets go of his hand and places it on y/n's waist.

"if you can't take it, just say it." he said, warning him one last time.

tsukishima took y/n's silence as an 'OK' to keep going, "if..you prefer doing it a certain way, just tell me." he offered, feeling a little guilty.

y/n just looks behind him and glances at tsukishima before quickly turning his head back to the front.

"its okay, just continue so we can get back to class soon."

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a/n: oh ma lawd, what is y/n DOING?
DIDN'T HE JUST SAY NO??? WHY IS HE FUCKING THIS BLONDE ASS GUY 😱😱😱😱😱 idk man, this is pretty suspicious to me!! this chapter looks very gay!!!!

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