Just a collection of smuts, fluffs, and angsts to satisfy y'all. But be warned, as there are quite a few kinky scenes in this book.
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"Y/L/N, lie on the couch with the blanket wrapped between yout legs, looking bored at the T.V. This is going to be the scene that you're waiting for Kuroo to arrive." The director shouted from behind the camera somewhere, hiding behind the jungle of other people. I lay on the couch with one elbow propping my head up and the other arm holding the remote at the T.V. The camera clicked twice. I tried to stay calm by deeply inhaling and exhaling, but nothing could help me drowning from the pool of tension growing in the pit of my stomach.
Suddenly, a doorbell noise sounded from the background. "L/N, go and open the door a little, just so you can see who's at the door, but dropping the blanket on the floor on your way. When you see Kuroo your expression should drop. Kuroo, yours should be uh...dark." The music changed to a fucking sensual song. Great. I walked to the door slowly, dropping the soft blanket on the floor. The camera clicked again. I opened the door a little, and through The crack, was none other than Kuroo. Two cameras clicked twice this time. One behind me and one behind him.
"L/N, try and close door on him, but Tetsuro should barge in and pin you to the wall." I inhaled deeply before I tried to close the door. The camera clicked twice. He pushed the door open effortlessly and pinned me to the wall, but not before closing the door and locking it. His eyes were unreadable at that moment. What the director said after that was unbelievable.
"You guys can freestyle it from here." And as he said that, everyone disappeared to the dressing rooms besides the camera. You could cut the tension in the air like butter. I gulped, not looking at him. A hand slid round my waist, while another tilted my chin up. My gaze was still away from him. "Your eyes should be on me kitten, because you'll be underneath me in a second."
As soon as those words left his sinful lips, my eyes shot up to look at him, and I was met with them. The kiss was passionate and rough. He tangled his arms in mine above our heads. There came those annoying clicks. He pushed me to the couch without leaving my lips and pinned me onto it. He broke the kiss leaving a barely noticeable string of saliva connecting us. "Hot," he breathed.
He leaned back and removed his barely buttoned shirt. His body wasn't over-muscular, yet he was chiseled at the same time. He grabbed my hands and ran them down his chest, his abs, and then slowed down when he went even lower. Click. At this point I was at war with my conscience. I was dressed like a prostitute, I was underneath a hot model, possibly about to fuck. I had a shred of dignity left. Was there any point of trying to save it? 'No, fuck it.' Was the last thing I thought before I let my body fall into a lust-filled haze.
I traced his v-line and his eyes widened as I took him by surprise. I leaned up again to kiss him, but he kept himself out of reach, teasing me. I palmed his crotch and he rolled his head back and groaned, then rolled his head back to look at me, his eyes heavy-lidded. This time he kissed me himself, grabbing the back of my head and kissing me roughly. He pulled my hair back with enough force for me to lean my head back, and he started abusing my neck, biting and sucking and licking parts of my skin. Click.
I moaned and he tried to remove my top but I pushed his hands down quickly and glanced at the cameras. He got the message and shook his head. He jerked his head toward his now-prominent boner. I smirked at him, silently promising I would deal with it later and pecking him on the lips. The crew came in a few minutes later and clapped us on the backs for such an 'exeptional performance'.
Bokuto and Kenma looked at each other knowingly and looked back at us. "Maybe we should collaborate more..." Kuroo looked over at me and smirked. "Yeah, we should."
