What Happens at Mrs. Koala's Stays at Mrs. Koala's

Chapter 3

Kuroo's bare torso was a sight to admire, you lean down and trace kisses all over his collar bones, neck, and chest. Sometimes you feel his breath gets ragged, then goes calm again. He kept his hands in your hair most of the time you were exploring his torso, gently stroking your head. "Does he think I'm a dog or something?" you wonder. Then you decided to move south. You unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, placed a knee between his legs and too close to his manhood as you leaned down to plant moist kisses on his neck and strong jawline. Your knee pressing against his member every time you move. You are feeling him grow harder and hotter, then you heard a groan escaping his mouth. Your lips curve into a smile while still pressed against his neck right under his ear. You move your lips a bit and take his earlobe between them. He shifts under you and a smile is drawn on his face. He was ticklish there. You smile to yourself and make a note about that. You wanted to please him as much as you please yourself with him. You wanted him to forever think that you were the best sex of his life. You wanted that power.

Suddenly one of your arms is grabbed and you were pinned down on the bed while Kuroo hovered above you, his lips slightly parted and his breathing audible. He leaned down on you, pressing his face against the side of your neck. His breath warm and ticklish against your skin. His wild hair brushing against your cheek and ear. His shampoo's scent filling your lungs, and you feel yourself going hot down there. Kuroo was on top of you and you had no way to break free. You didn't want to break free. You loved being in control, but this was okay. Something about this situation was making your heart run wild with thrill. You knew you still held more power. It might look like you were pinned down by a guy much stronger than you, and he was the one controlling the flow now, but in actuality he was losing his mind because of you. You couldn't help but smile. Kuroo was feeding both your ego and your body.

With only one hand, Kuroo went unbuttoning your uniform blouse one button at a time. His other hand was pulling your leg up and creeping under your skirt, caressing your thigh. He slowly raised his head up when he was done unbuttoning your blouse. He brought up his other hand from your thigh and pulled your blouse open and took a good look at your exposed chest. It was his first time looking at a girl's chest in a lacey bra. You saw his face paint in a slight red. After a few silent seconds you decided to speak. "You can touch them" you encouraged him. Never backing off a challenge, he moves one of his hands on top of one of your breasts. He cups your whole breast with his hand. He pulls up his other hand and cups the other breast.

"Why are they so soft?!"

"Because they're just fat. Fat is soft"

Kuroo then moves his head down and buries his face in your chest. "Teenage boys" you think to yourself, but totally enjoying it.

"You smell good" he says and kisses the exposed parts of your breasts.

"You feel good" you reply as you caress his strong bare shoulders.

His hands slide down your abdomen, frame your waist, then hold your thighs up, and wander beneath your skirt.

His hands!

Strong and rough against your flesh. Leaving traces of heat over every inch they touch. You closed your eyes and let yourself drown in the pleasure. Was this his first time for real? You wonder, and your body starts responding to him and moving with hunger for him. Your hands, one moves down his back, the other wraps under his underarm to rest on his shoulder blade. You want his body to come into contact with yours, but he was busy kissing your neck, cheeks, ears, and chest. Moist kisses making you moan and dig your nails on his back. He was as good with his mouth as he is with his hands.

You wanted more.

You wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled him down lightly, making him pause and pay attention. "Next step, Kuroo-kun" you say in a velvety voice with your hands running to frame his face.