Story's on archive so you can read here (smut)

Kenma x kurro

It was Kenma's birthday, he had finally finished up his birthday stream. Now that it was officially his birthday, he was going to spend it with Kuroo who was so obviously not watching the stream in the other room. He shut his stream off, stepping foot out of his gaming room.

The moment he stepped foot, he was alarmed with a hug from Kuroo.

That's right, it was his birthday. His day where Kuroo did everything with him and stayed with him the whole day whether it was sex or just bothering him. It was another year of being with Kuroo alive.

Kuroo captured Kenma's lips, breaking him from his thoughts. He licked the bottom of Kenma's lip, his mouth immediately opened. Kuroo placed his tongue in Kenma's mouth, tasting every bit of him before pulling his tongue out with a string of saliva following through.

Kenma panted, being dragged by Kuroo's hand afterwards.

What was he in a hurry for?

Kuroo slowed his pace down and covered Kenma's eyes, walking towards the kitchen counter.

His movement stopped, hand slowly dropping from Kenma's eyes.

His eyes averted from Kuroo, he stared at the table. It was filled with things he liked, games, food, stuff he never even asked for. How did Kuroo even have the time to get all of this? He didn't hear him leave unless he wasn't paying attention.

Kuroo handed Kenma the apple pie lit with a candle on top, singing happy birthday to him.

"Thanks.." Kenma said shyly, looking away from Kuroo.

Kuroo cut a slice of the pie, sticking a fork in it and taking a bite. He turned towards Kenma and placed a finger on his chin, attempting to pull his mouth open.

Kenma's eyes averted back to Kuroo, looking at him with weary eyes. He had worn himself out this time he had to admit.

He opened his mouth to speak, Kuroo pressing his mouth against his.

He felt the sweet warmth pile inside his mouth.

His whole mind went blank.

What the hell was this?

Kuroo was feeding him. By his mouth . Kuroo's tongue was trailing all over Kenma's mouth, savoring every flavor. He lapped up the sweet fluid that spilt between their lips, devouring the taste.

Kenma swallowed the bits in his mouth, looking back at Kuroo with a dazed expression.

He wiped his lips with the back of his palm, "The hell is wrong with you?"

"You liked it?"

He did. It was a shock. He was definitely not worn out anymore.

They continued making out for an extra 30 minutes, Kuroo feeding Kenma, vice versa. He enjoyed it way more than he should have.

He pushed Kuroo away from him, "Did you get me a cake?"

Kuroo froze. A cake? Kenma wanted a cake?

Kuroo bit his nails, "Did you want one this year?"

"I wanted to try something new."

"I can get you one!" Kuroo attempted to take off, immediately being jerked back.

Kenma shook his head and grabbed a hold of his sleeve.

"I already have one."

Kuroo was lost. His eyes traveled around the room, no sight of a cake to be seen. He had a cake? Was Kenma seeing things? There was no cake.