Haikyuu! Striking Thoughts

Sensation

Happy 1k, crows.
Here's a Special.
Tsukishima X Yamaguchi
TSUKKIYAMA

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"Tadashi," Kei mumbled, audible enough to stop the teen from whatever he was doing seeing as the blonde called him by his first name. The green haired turned to face him, waiting for Kei's words.

"Come here, please," there was something in his golden eyes Yamaguchi couldn't exactly read, but he obeyed either way as he walked over to the couch where Kei is sitting and halted right in front of him.

He stand in between Tsukki's legs and fits himself in them.

Tsukishima held his hips. "Yes, Kei?," Yamaguchi brushed his golden locks.

"Can I see you?," Tsukishima's voice was quiet, just like all the other times he had asked Yamaguchi the same thing over and over again. "I want to see you," he repeated.

Yamaguchi knows where the whole thing was going. His boyfriend has done it to him many times enough to know that Tsukki will once again touch him, feel his skin, then leave him hanging.

Slowly, he removed his hand from Kei's hair and proceeded to take his sweater off.

Kei didn't take his eyes off Yamaguchi the whole time and once the boy's body was in full display, it was even harder for him to look away. Not that Kei plans to.

Yamaguchi will always have his full attention, his eyes, his heart.

His hands that was resting on Yamaguchi's hips gingerly caressed his side. The touch is smooth, almost feather light, gentle more than anything, and Yamaguchi finds his eyes fluttering close the more Tsukki's fingers travel further up.

Soon he felt Tsukishima's palms pressed up against his skin. Goosebumps breakout all across his system and Yamaguchi bit his lip at how hot his hands were and almost heaved when he traced his ribs.

"Tsukki.." he breathed.

The blonde planted a kiss on Yamaguchi's belly. He kissed the same spot then gave it an open mouthed kiss. He sensed then that Yamaguchi's breathing hitched. Kei looked up at him, and to his surprise Tadashi still had his eyes closed.

The younger's feeling it as much as he does.

He touched his frail body again. This time by tracing the freckles that scattered around the boy's skin that very much reminded him of many other things besides beach sands, clusters of constellation, beautiful things in general.

Tsukishima smiled at how unique Yamaguchi's body is. It was his to claim.

His fingers grazed over his nipples for the umpteenth time that moment, every hair on Yamaguchi's skin standing up in alert. Kei even saw through his peripheral just how many times Yamaguchi clenched his fist to stop himself.

"When are you going to do it?," Yamaguchi snap his eyes open, meeting Tsukki's golden ones almost instantly. There was sadness swirling around Yamaguchi's eyes, his voice matching his disappointment. It was too impossible to ignore.

"When are you going to do it with me, Kei?," he asked more clearly.

"When you're ready," Tsukishima lowered his head in guilt.

Yamaguchi pursed his lips, looking back at the times when Tsukki asked him to see him, feel him, touch him although he's aware all this time that it aroused him but still left him hanging for a reason he can't figure out.

"You keep touching me Kei. There's no way I wouldn't crave for more and we both know that," Yamaguchi whispered honestly.

Tsukishima sighs.

With one swift pull, he had Yamaguchi sit on his lap. Right above his bulge that had been there since. "Feel this, love?."

Yamaguchi twitched, letting out a noise when he felt it poke him. He panted, resting his head on Tsukishima's shoulder. He can't let himself get tricked. He knew. He knew it wasn't going any further than that.

"Why are you doing this to me?," his tone was blank, cracking and on the verge of crying, tensing up when the pad of Tsukki's fingers roam round and round his back, even counting the knobs of his spine.

"Tadashi, you're the most important person to me," Tsukishima spoke, kissing his hair as his fingers reach out to play with Yamaguchi's nape.

"When the time comes I want to do it gently. Hold you gently, everything, gently. I just. . ." Yamaguchi silenced him.

If there's someone out there in the world who understands him way better than he understands his own self, it's him. No one else. "I know. I love you."

"Sorry, Tadashi." Tsukishima meant the unfinished business.

"I know. I love you," Yamaguchi lifts his head, sticking foreheads with him. "Tell me you love me too, Kei."

"I love you," he didn't need to be told twice.

Yamaguchi smiled, strained but genuine, feeling Tsukishima's lips on him next.