The Sum of Our Parts

Chapter 6

"Kageyama, please."

A room with thin walls in a cheap onsen on the last day of Golden Week was perhaps not the place to do this. Suga had heard about Hinata's removal from games, and had sent them tickets for a free night. He claimed that his plans had been cancelled, and thought they might like to use them since everyone else he knew was busy. It was probably a lie, and the alumni had all pitched in for a gift because they felt sorry for their kouhais.

"I want to. Tobio."

Kageyama hadn't turned down the offer. How could he? The couple rarely had alone time together, and a onsen retreat would help relax Hinata. Kageyama had hoped that it would be a good distraction. He just hadn't realized where Hinata's mind would go.

"Ah!"

They only had the one night, and they made the best of their day, visiting all the pools, and enjoying all the food. That night was supposed to be a relaxing meal, a lot of unabashed cuddling, and maybe they would make-out a few times. Except...

"I can't wait any longer," Hinata whined.

Hinata, who was straddling Kageyama's lap.

Hinata, with kiss-swollen lips and heavy eyes.

Hinata, writhing around like an incubus incarnate.

Kageyama, who was a healthy, and thus far denied, eighteen year old, didn't stand a chance.

Their yukatas were barely holding onto them, already untied and open, a puddle of cloth around them, the sleeves catching on their elbows. Hinata's hands were wild, feeling every inch of skin in front of him like he needed to try it all before picking his favorite spots. Kageyama had a more sedate pace, running over all the places he'd always wanted to touch like he was trying to memorize it.

The only thing keeping them chaste was their underwear, stretched and bulging as they were. Hinata kept thrusting forward, rubbing along Kageyama with desperate whines. Every time it happened, Kageyama felt another sliver of his mind melt out of his ears.

"Touch me," Hinata whispered, his lips brushing along Kageyama's jaw. A challenge lay in Hinata's voice, and Kageyama instinctively wanted to rise to it. There had been reasons he was holding back, but he found that he couldn't remember them.

Light, shy fingers grazed against his clothed dick, and Kageyama's mind shattered. All he could focus on was the need to be freed from his confines, the need to touch and be touched, the need to hear every pleasured noise Hinata could make.

Kageyama's fingers fumbled over the fabric in a frenzied desire to move it out of the way. The moment his cock hit fresh air, calloused fingers were wrapping around it, exploring every inch of it. Kageyama gasped and shuddered. It felt like heaven.

When he finally managed to force open his fluttering eyelids, the sight of Hinata's hand on him ripped a long moan from his throat. Hinata's thumb flicked over the weeping head, and Kageyama's balls drew up tight to his body. This was going to be embarrassingly short.

"What?" Hinata asked, breathless and blushing. "You're gonna let me win?"

A growl rumbled in Kageyama's throat as his hand wrapped around Hinata in return. Hinata's skin was soft and pliable, but the steel underneath was girthier than Kageyama. Good thing he had such long fingers. He ran them along the shaft in all the ways he preferred, in hopes that Hinata would enjoy it as well.

Hinata's head dropped down to press against the side of Kageyama's neck. The smaller man let out harsh huffs of breath as his hips rocked into Kageyama's skillful fingers. His own hand picked up its pace, wanting to give better than he received. Not that Kageyama was going to let the other win that easily.