one shots of the haikyuu breed {on-going}

Lazy and Lucious

(A/N) hey so this is nice and cute and steamy. I like it. AsaNoya makes me squirm in a good way. The way YakuLev makes me squirm. NYAAA
I don't know if this is what you were hoping for but it happened nekenma

Asahi covered his face in a pillow, and groaned loudly.

The only thing he ever found fault with in Nishinoya is the fact that he literally never slept passed six in the morning.

"Jesus Christ, Yuu, you're gonna kill me..." He said, but his words were muffled in the fabric.

He heard the smacking of bare feet against their hardwood floor, and slightly loud thump. It was apparently Nishinoya jumping, because suddenly the small form landed on him. He huffed out a breath, and curled slight with the boy laying across him. He dragged the pillow from his face.

"That's you, Asahi! You're the Jesus guy!" He laughed merrily. He crawled off Asahi, and then straddled his lap.

Asahi laid back again, admiring the hyper boy. He reached his hands and grasped Nishinoya's calloused hands in his own, allowing his eyes to wander.

He loved the way Nishinoya looked, in the dim light with his hair flat and fluffy. Asahi's shirt was just long enough to touch mid thigh on Nishinoya's small frame.

"Yuu, you're so adorable..." Asahi whispered, kissing Nishinoya's knuckles, his face flushing.

Nishinoya's eyebrows raised, but his expression softened, a sweet smile finding it's way onto his lips.

"Azumane..." He giggled, leaning down and smacking his lips against Asahi briskly. "You're a giant fucking teddy bear, you're more adorable than I am." He teased against Asahi's lips.

Asahi chuckled, shifting his weight and rolling Nishinoya under him. He brushed their lips together, slipping his hands beneath Nishinoya's (actually it's technically Asahi's) shirt. His hands roamed over the lithe, little body of Nishinoya.

He pushed a knee between Nishinoya's thighs, then the other, and his legs hooked around Asahi's waist.

He pulled his lips out of the gentle kiss. "Yuu, maybe-..." He started, but Nishinoya's finger pressed itself against Asahi's lips.

"If you have sex with me, right now, I'll let you go back to sleep." He purred, and Asahi laughed.

"I won't be able to sleep after that, Yuu..."

"Okay, okay, whatever." He teased, placing a hand on Asahi's cheek, pulling him down to meet his lips. "You'll be plenty tired after it, I just wanna play a little."

Asahi shifted his weight back, pulling Nishinoya up enough to slip the shirt right over his head. He laid him back gently, and Nishinoya's hair flounced and laid flat on the pillow, forming a halo of hair.

For seconds they stared at each other, with faint smiles, before they fell upon each other with a languid kiss. Nishinoya pressed his hips against Asahi's, and they grinded together.

Beneath the thick comforter, their heat amplified by the literal temperature, and their skin slowly became slick with sweat.

Asahi used a single hand to pull down his underpants, and their bare, sinewy bodies pressed together. The kiss left them light headed, and the torturous arousal nearly over took Asahi.

Nishinoya's fingers curled into Asahi's hair, gently pulling as their teeth clicked. Asahi pulled his lips away, and his hands traveled about Nishinoya's chest. His lips sloppily dragged about Nishinoya's chest, causing little moans of approval. He grazed his teeth on the stiff nipples on Nishinoya's chest, who cried out once again.

His stole kisses up and down Nishinoya's body, trickling down to his protruding hip bones. He enjoyed the nooks and crannies of his lovers body, and finding them, and exhausting Nishinoya's voice. His tongue skimmed down, and circled about the arousal of Nishinoya, before taking the head into his mouth for a moment.

He pulled his lips away, satisfied with the whimpering begging of Nishinoya, and reached over him for the lubricant sitting on the night stand.

He quickly squirted it into his hand and rubbed himself, then slid his fingers into Nishinoya.

"Azumane.. Oh my god, just do it!" He giggled in between groans. Nishinoya always made awkward references to American viral sensations.

Asahi shook his head before shifting Nishinoya into position, and pushing himself at Nishinoya's entrance.

Soon, their bodies collided, both exhibiting a tantalizing pace. Nishinoya wrapped his arms around Asahi's neck, and nibbled on his ear gently.

With each thrust, Nishinoya mewled softly in Asahi's ears, the saccharine sound of his voice calling to him was enough for his more carnal instincts to creep to the surface, and his thrusts became far more frequent and far more aggressive.

They both neared the climax as they rocked together, and ecstasy engulfed them.

Nishinoya moaned a mixture of Asahi's name and curses, and Asahi but his lip, grunting lightly as he came, the pool of fire draining away.

Asahi rolled off to the side, and pulled Nishinoya to his chest.

"Can I go back to sleep now?" He asked, cuddling Nishinoya.

His question was answered quite simply. Nishinoya had already fallen asleep, and was lightly snoring against his broad chest.

Asahi sighed and shook his head.

"Well, that figures..."