Bokuto was so close, hovering above him with nothing except that stupid muscle shirt that showed off his toned biceps. He couldn't believe he was doing this, but he didn't want to stop either.
Akaashi propped himself up on an elbow, grabbing the strap of the shirt to hold Bokuto there while he brushed his lips gently across the other man's.
Bokuto only hesitated a second before dropping his head down into the kiss. His hands tightened on the comforter on either side of Akaashi. He knew it was taking all Bokuto had not to touch him. He was stiff, rigid, but Akaashi only wanted him to relax.
He slid his hand down an arm, then back up and around his neck. Their eyes - which had been closed until then - met as their lips parted. Bokuto didn't move, but Akaashi slid over to make room for him.
"You're not sleeping on the couch."
As expected, Bokuto exploded.
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Mascot
FanfictionAkaashi Keiji is the school's mascot. He loves it more than he'll ever let on. Bokuto Koutaro is the extremely decorated quarterback who's fallen head over heels for the boy in the owl suit. When a player from Nekoma, their rival team, strikes out a...
