The boy [BokuAka]

I just confessed, didn't I?

   "Happy birthday to my favorite bro! Brokuto Koutabro; I owl you!"

   "Awww, I owl you too, my favorite bro, Kubroo Tetsubro!"

   Everybody drank their first drink of this party and a loud music started playing. Some guys were dancing, some guys were drinking, some guys were flirting, some guys were kissing.

   Yes, this is how Bokuto's late birthday party looks like. But Akaashi don't complain. He like it and he is ready to get drunk as much as he can. So he can confess. So he can do something. Do something he wanted to do for a long time now.

   Kiss those lips. Touch those biceps. Leave some marks on his neck. Hear him say my name again. And again.

   Akaashi took some whiskey and he drank the liquor that was in a glass. Akaashi was drinking because he wanted to be more relaxed, more comfortable, more in the mood. He was drinking because he knew that the alcohol will help him with his plan.

   He wanted to find already drunk Bokuto, take him to some room with a bed, and he wanted to became one body with that boy.

   Akaashi was so in love with this boy who was either straight or in love with Kuroo, that he was thinking about doing this for real. Drinking? One night stand? That wasn't him.

   But what was him, was an impatient boy in love that couldn't handle his feelings anymore. He wanted to touch Bokuto, he wanted to kiss him. He wanted to hear him calling his name... He wanted to make him moan.

   Okay, I had enough. I'm not drinking anymore. I have to find Bokuto and check his condition.

   Akaashi stood up and he staggered to the living room. Two boys, an owl and a cat, were standing on a TV table in the middle of the living room, holding some alcohol bottles, pouring the liquor in their mouths.

   "10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15!!!" the crowd was yelling at them numbers, probably the seconds.

   When it came to drinking, Bokuto and Kuroo were always the ones that were drinking beyond their limits. That was something that came in really handy right now.

   When the crowd shouted '20!!' the two boys jumped down, hugged and laughed. This was Akaashi's chance to steal Bokuto from this mass of people.

   "Hello, Bokuto-san. Can I borrow you for a moment?" Akaashi said and pulled Bokuto's shirt.

   Bokuto and Kuroo both nodded and Bokuto followed Akaashi to an empty room somewhere in Kuroo's house.

   Akaashi closed the door and he pinned Bokuto against them. Then he nestled his body against Bokuto's a bit more and he placed his fingers on Bokuto's chest.

   "Hey Bokuto-san... I borrowed you because I have something I wanted to say and do for some time now... you know? And... I just can't hold it inside of me anymore. See, Bokuto-san... I have a weakness. And that weakness is..." Akaashi leaned a bit.

   "Your smile..." he whispered straight to Bokuto's ear and he breathed out on his neck.

   Bokuto liked that warmth on his bare skin.

   "Akaashi..."

   "Yeah...?" he whispered.

   "Akaashi... I..."

   Akaashi kissed Bokuto on his neck, then on his cheek, while his fingers were running after Bokuto's body.

   "Yes, Bokuto-san.... Say my name again," Akaashi licked his lips and placed them on Bokuto's neck once again, leaving a mark on him.

   "Aka-" Bokuto tried to say something.

   "Not that. My name, Bokuto-san," Akaashi whispered and stripped the other boy's T-shirt.

   "Ke-Keiji..." Bokuto whispered and a moan escaped from his mouth. He liked that. He liked Akaashi's touch so much. And his kisses.

   But Akaashi was drunk. And he was drunk too. Drunk and in love. So he couldn't let Akaashi do what he was about to do.

   "Yeah... That's it..." Akaashi placed his lips on Bokuto's chest, making rounds with his hands on Bokuto's naked chest.

   "No... Akaashi, don't. Stop. You're drunk..."

   "So are you..."

   "Akaashi... Please, I don't.. I don't want you to..."

   "Don't worry, I want this."

   "I know... I hope. But I want to remember this..."

   "Why...? I'm just a guy that you know only for a few weeks. If you let me... this can be just a drunk one night stand...."

   "No. I don't... want that. I want to remember this because... Because I like you, Akaashi. No, I love you. And I want to remember. Our first time. Your moans. The pleasure. Being one with you..."

   "....So do I Bokuto-san," tears formed in a drunk boy's eyes.

   "Then don't. Don't do this. Stop it. Let's go back and let's have some more fun. For now. And next time... We will do this next time, hm?" Bokuto smiled.

   "Yeah... yeah," Akaashi said wiping tears from his face.

   He likes-likes me too. He said he loves me! He wants to remember this. He wants to do this with me. He loves me!

   Akaashi was drunk, but he was happy too.

   "I... I just confessed... didn't I...?" Bokuto covered his face with his hands when he realized it.

   "Yeah, you did. And I said I love you back," Akashi giggled.

   "You did?!"

   "Yes, Bokuto-san, I did," Akaashi giggled again.

   "Whaa?! I didn't heard you!"

   "Well," Akaashi whispered, placing his fingers at Bokuto's naked chest. With every other word he said, his fingers went higher and higher, "you said you love me, and I said, that I love you too..."

   Akaashi placed his fingers at Bokuto's red lips, quietly hypnotizing them. He felt a desire, burning desire that was yelling inside of him 'Kiss him! Kiss that boy!" His heart was beating so loudly, so quickly... He felt something strange in his stomach. His body was on fire.

   The black-haired boy licked his lips and he went a bit closer to the owl boy. Akaashi shortened the distance in between them again and he closed his eyes. He could feel Bokuto's warm breath on his neck.

   In the very next moment Akaashi's lips joined with Bokuto's. Bokuto's lips were warm and really, really soft. They tasted like a Captain Morgan, but Akaashi didn't mind at all. He prolonged their kiss and placed his right hand on Bokuto's neck. In another moment he felt strong, muscular hands placed on his back. And then Bokuto's tongue on his own teeth. Akaashi slowly opened his mouth and he let Bokuto's tongue slip into his mouth. Their tongues started dancing together in a slow pace.

   When Bokuto pulled away he breathed heavily.

   "Akaashi... I have to say... you're one hell of a kisser."

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