Soon to be rewritten, my old works need some tlc... but this book it back up and running folks~! now with some nsfw
I'm gonna take a shot at making some stories about my favorites, who usually are overlooked, though I'm sure I will do very well, tha...
Apologies for another more less gender neutral fic, but I hope you enjoy.
Kuroo: "I am mature."
Kuroo: *is the least mature of all of them.*
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Tanaka Ryuunosuke:
He freaks out. When he walks in and sees you, he stops. Jaw hanging open and speechless, gaze zoned in before shaking himself out of it, possible smacking his cheeks because he is not a pervert. Has no idea what to do though and frantically texts Noya and the Situation begging for advice.
Eventually he very carefully pulls the blanket up higher to cover your exposed chest.
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Bokuto Koutarou:
When he comes in to see you're asleep on the couch, he tiptoes over, still greeting you with a whispered "hey hey hey!", likely planning to slip onto the couch next to you and cuddle but stops short noticing how your shirt has been tugged aside and breast left fully uncovered.
He fidgets looking around the room, anywhere but your chest but always flitting right back to it. This lasts far too long before he decides to try fixing your shirt, one hand gently holding your breast and the other trying to tug the shirt back into place.
You wake up to your boyfriend carefully gropping you in the oddest way while staring at your chest, even his tongue is poking out in complete concentration. "Uh, babe?'
He y e l p s jumping back away from you.
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