bottom!tsukki
heavy smut
3rd person Pov
"god, where is he? he must be running late from work again..." tsukishima wondered out loud, getting agitated. he'd been waiting for kuroo since around 4:30. its 5:17 now, and kuroo just cant seem to get through traffic any faster, "this outfit itches so much.. why did he want this specific one?" tsukishima sighed.
"the world may never know, kei."
then , he finally heard the lovely sound of kuroo's keys in the front door, unlocking and twisting. kei sprinted off to their shared room, and tried to arrange himself on the bed in a "sexy" way. not like he knew how to do that very well.
tsukki knew exactly what friday evenings meant on a work week for kuroo. tsukishima loved fridays more than he did in high school, in fact, just because of this one factor.
kuroo took all of his stress from the work week out on tsukishima, by fucking him until he couldnt walk anymore.
tsukishima waited on their bed, getting more and more impatient, listening to kuroo call out through their small apartment.
"keeeeiii... where are you, doll? kei-chan? are you home?"
tsukki laughed a little to himself and called back to kuroo, "im in the bedroom, baka." immediately regretting his addition to the sentence, tsukishima heard kuroo's heavy footsteps walking to their shared room.
"baka, huh? im an idiot, am i, baby?" kuroo practically spat at him. walking closer to tsukishima, he inspected the fragile lace laying against his partner's pale skin.
"hm.. how cute, you got all dressed up for me?" tsukki squirmed under the scrutinizing gaze that kuroo held over him, and smiled sheepishly.
"y-yeah.. you asked me to wear this specifically for tonight.. right? i got it right, didnt i?" tsukishima asked, suddenly getting nervous. "oh god did i put on the wrong set?? hes going to be so angry at m-" tsukki was pulled from his thoughts by kuroo's fingers snapping in front of his nose.
"lose the glasses, doll. i know youre all up in your head, let Daddy take care of it for you, huh?" kuroo gently took the glasses from his fiance's face, and folded them to place on their nightstand. "much better, huh baby?"
tsukishima nodded quickly, most of his nervousness gone now. he didnt know what it was, but when he didnt have his glasses on, he was much less nervous. but thats fine, because kuroo's plan for the night may have broken those glasses if they werent removed when they were.
kuroo looked down at his obedient little boy, and started to undress himself.
"what is it? dont think too hard, love. youll hurt that pretty head of yours," kuroo said, shooting the younger man a wink. tsukishima immediately flushed red at being called pretty, and he didnt know why.
"kuroo always calls me pretty... why am i getting worked up now?" tsukishima thought quickly, before realizing that kuroo was standing in front of him, almost completely naked.
tsukishima stared up at the older man, and smiled gently.
"you know what youre supposed to be doing. why are you running so slow today, brat?" kuroo dragged out, knowing his words were like honey in tsukishima's ears. "four years, youve been mine, and you still get all flushed whenever youre under me like this, hm?"
tsukki jumped a little, startled by how sudden kuroo's voice had become so sickly sweet. getting frustrated with tsukishima's speed, kuroo dragged him to his feet and immediately slammed him down again.
"when i ask you to do something, you do it. right?" kuroo smiled at tsukishima's rapid nodding and violent blush. finally, tsukishima took responsibility for what he needed to do, and started tugging impatiently at kuroo's waistband.
"what is it, love? forgetting to ask something?" kuroo whispered in a growly tone.
tsukishima winced and quickly corrected his mistake, "k-kuroo can you please take your pants off?" He begged. at the quick nod of permission, tsukki practically ripped his partner's pants off in his eagerness. kuroo chuckled gently, and stood back a bit so tsukishima could have easier access.
