one shots of the haikyuu breed {on-going}

couch virgins

(A/N) Hi i know this is long awaited but y'know sorry it's difficult being a genius (ahahahahaaaa. JUST KIDDING IM not smart) Anywho, i wrote this because um why not and it's inspired by gay-anime-freak 's headcanon from like 30 years ago that i said i would write but never actually did. I guess this is me returning i'm rusty with smut but enjoy it.

Kuroo simply couldn't tear his eyes away. Bokuto lay sprawled across the couch with his head resting in Kuroo's lap as he crammed his mouth to the brim with potato chips and soda. Kuroo watched him quietly, taking in every detail of his lovely, spastic boyfriend. He observed every little change in expression, every smile and laugh and huff of annoyance as the movie drew on. He loved it.

"Ne*, Kou?" Kuroo said. Bokuto's eyes flickered up once quickly to acknowledge him before returning back to the movie. He shoved chips into his mouth, glancing back up again after the scene ended. His golden, birdlike eyes drilled into Kuroo's.

"Mmh... Yeah, Tetsu?" He spluttered, a few crumbs flying out of his mouth as he checked the television again, as if he'd miss something important in the movie they'd seen thousands of times.

Kuroo tilted his head to the side, smiling lightly. "You're breathtaking, Kuroo." He said lowly, thoughtfully. Bokuto's full gaze turned to him, filled with the intensity of his true focus. He ran his fingers through the gelled strands of his lover's hair. Bokuto chewed at an astoundingly slow rate, and swallowed everything in one giant gulp, his eyes aglem. Kuroo appreciated Bokuto's lack of a gag reflex immensely. 

"No way.." Bokuto blinked, his lips parted ever so slightly. "I think you are too..."

Kuroo smiled pleasantly, doting on his little owl. The smile did not represent the warmth spreading in his chest and how his heart missed a few beats. He leaned down over Bokuto, covering his cracked lips with his own briefly, squeezing his arms around him. "We are pretty hot together, huh?" He joked, chuckling as Bokuto squirmed out of his arms. He tackled Kuroo back onto the couch, straddling him.

"Bro, we're the hottest shit out here." He muttered, giggling lightly as he tilted Kuroo's head. He kissed at Kuroo's jawline by his ear, nipping softly at Kuroo's earlobe and earned an entirely satisfying little gasp. Tetsu tilted his head further to the side, giving Bokuto all the access to his sensitive skin that he could give.

"D-Dude... You made me hard." Kuroo complained, pushing softly at Bokuto's chest but to no avail. Bokuto wouldn't budge an inch. His eyes intently stared down, his strong, muscular arms holding Kuroo in place. 

"I can fix that..." Bokuto said, his eyes searching for something as he pinned Kuroo. Tetsu narrowed his eyes in confusion. He attempted to sit up again.

"You don't have to blow me, just leave it. I can just take care of it in the bathroom. Unless like... You want me to blow you too. Because then I'd feel bad." Kuroo rambled anxiously, looking away from the penetrating stare of Bokuto. It was a bit unnerving. Bokuto looked away pursing his lips, tapping his fingers.

"Well... Since we have* been dating for a few months now and we've been friends for years, I was thinking that we could... Y'know." He explained awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head and averting his eyes. He smiled suddenly. "Are you from Japan? 'Cause i wanna get in ja-panties!"

Kuroo squinted in confusion, the joke going over his head, before it pieced itself together. He felt a bit dense for a moment, and his eyes widened as he fully processed the proposal. A broad grin split his face as he relaxed a bit.

"In the bedroom?" Kuroo asked.

"Nah, let's keep it classy. I want our first time to be on this couch." He teased, patting it.