one shots of the haikyuu breed {on-going}

"How Cute"

(A/N) I don't know man MommaSuga

Oikawa Tooru batted his eyes at Kenma, who didn't seem to notice. He rolled around onto his back, giving his best modeling face. He rolled again, his head in Kenma's lap.

Nothing.

Oikawa rolled back onto his stomach and dropped his head into his palm.

Kenma didn't seem to notice anything when he was playing his games. Nothing. At all.

He pouted and huffed out through his nose, craning his neck to see what game was keeping Kenma so preoccupied.

"Kozuuuuuu-kunnn..." He whined, nuzzling Kenma's neck. "Why don't you pay attention to me."

Kenma gave him a brief side glance. "I am." He frowned slightly when his character took a significant amount of damage. "You can talk to me while I play."

Oikawa narrowed his eyes. "Kenma, I want you to look at meeeee!" He left sloppy kisses up and down Kenma's neck, and he fumbled with the controls.

"T-Tooru, you're so distracting." Kenma frowned as the giant dragon batted at him with his giant, long claws. He faced Oikawa. "There, I've looked at you. Now I wanna beat this, okay?"

Oikawa's eye twitched in annoyance. He snatched the toy from Kenma's hand and tossed it out of his reach on the other side of the bed. "There, now you have to pay attention to me..." Oikawa mocked sweetly, climbing atop him and showering Kenma's face with sloppy kisses. He pinned his wrists by his ears and stared down lovingly.

Kenma scrunched up his nose and frowned, pursing his lips. "Tooru, I wanted to play my game first-..." Oikawa muffled his words with his lips.

"Kozu-kun, I wanna play with you though.." He purred petting Kenma's cheek with the back of his hand. "I have a tasty little proposition.. If I loose, you get an entire day to play as many games as you want without me pestering you. A full 24 hours." Kenma's face lit up slightly, and Oikawa smiled. "But... Here's the catch... If I win I get an entire day without you playing or even touching a single game. A full 24 fucking hours." Oikawa grinned excitedly and Kenma frowned deeply, his brows furrowing.

"And what is this bet all about? Will I have to like physically exert myself?" He narrowed his eyes.

"Nnnnope!" Oikawa held the n and popped his p cutely.

Kenma sighed and rolled his eyes. "Okay, I'm in. How are we about to decide who wins?"

"Oh I was hoping you'd ask, kitten," Oikawa not his lip sexily, and leaned down. "I'm going to pleasure you. If you moan, you lose. If you don't you win. Isn't it yummy?" He whispered, his breath tickling Kenma's ears.

"T-Tooru! That's so dirty!" Kenma's eyes widened, and his face flushed.

Oikawa loved when Kenma blushed. "I'm dirty, and you like it." He chuckled when Kenma spluttered.

Oikawa yanked Kenma's shirt over his head, and began to unzip and unbutton Kenma's pants. He shimmied them off, leaving Kenma's favorite Nyan Cat boxers alone for the time being.

He smiled down at Kenma, his eyes glittering with love and lust and joy. Oikawa licked his lips as his eyes traveled over Kenma's dainty body. He dropped wet kisses on his neck, trailing up to Kenma's lips, and engulfed them in his.