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

Chapter 4

For the next couple of weeks, you both kept your distance. Which proved to make your huger grow worse. Many times a day you pick your phone with the intention of sexting Kuroo, but you stop yourself as it is a not very refined thing for you to do. You didn't want to come off as desperate either, especially that Kuroo was acting quite normally.

Till one day, during lunch break, you get a text from Kuroo.

"Wanna do it at school?"

You swallow your rice with a considerable difficulty due to the surprise.

"I see how fidgety you're getting lol" he sends another text.

"How rude!" you reply inwardly, but a smile is forming on your face and you can't hide it.

"Just imagine the thrill (≧∀≦)" he texts a third time.

"That emoji is too cute for this kind of conversation! So unholy of you XD" you reply

"I'm cute and unholy ( •̀ᴗ•́ ) ψ" he replies in a split second.

"Yes you are"

"Ok. tmrw in my clubroom at lunch break" you send him

"You the type who can't spell tomorrow?"

"There are a ton of words that I can't spell. I'll amaze you ( °∀° )✿"

"LOL I'm looking forward to all your misspellings. Also looking forward to tmrw ;) Chew your food well and don't drink while eating"

"Yes mom"

"At least call me daddy!"

"Ew! Shut up and let me finish my lunch!"

"K. byee"

You smile at your phone till the screen goes off before you return to your bento. Not knowing that Kuroo was some feet away watching you with an amused smile.

Next day, as you promised, you meet at the photography club. You being the club president gives you the privilege of having the key to the room. You two sneak in making sure no one sees you, and get straight to action since you got no much time. Once you locked the door, Kuroo pulled you by the waist towards him and secured you in his embrace. With your back pressed against him, he was the one in control this time. He kissed your cheek and moved to your neck. His hands moving down the front of your thighs then moving up pulling your skirt up along them. In a few moment you were feeling his strong hands on your inner thighs. Your knees moved inwards in response. Your hands, one on his neck, the other massaging his manhood. He was aroused and you felt his teeth on your neck. "No hickeys, Kuroo-kun!" you warn him. "But your blood smells so sweet" he replies as he kisses your neck then suck on it. You let out a small moan. Then you feel his hands down there, boldly pulling down your panties and invading your privacy.

"Where did the clumsy and inexperienced Kuroo-kun go??" you ask in a teasing tone.

"I heard that his innocence was crushed by some sadistic zoo keeper" Kuroo says with lips on your cheek.

"Zoo keeper..." you repeat in amusement. This boy is funny. You like him.

You also like how a single finger of his felt too thick down there. But before you get used to this new sensation Kuroo adds another finger and makes you gasp. Pressing hard against your clit he moved his fingers back and forth making you swell surprisingly fast. You blamed the accumulated hunger for your oversensitivity today. Or was it the setting? Maybe it is the bright day light? Or was it just the Kuroo Effect?

In what felt like no time at all you were struggling to stay standing. Your breath was quickening and you were begging Kuroo to just go in already. He teased you a bit making you whine in what he describes later as a 'Princess-y needy whine'. This boy was picking up a bad habit of forcing you to make sounds that made you feel like you were under his mercy. Was this a payback for bossing him around last time? Well, whatever, this can wait till after you get your dose of pleasure. And like that, Kuroo moved both of you to face a desk, and made you bend over it. As you were catching your breath, you heard him unbuckling his belt and undoing his zipper. You spread your legs and waited readily for him. In seconds he was diving into you in a perfect rhythm. Every few thrusts you wonder if your noises were loud to be heard by people passing by the club room. Kuroo didn't seem to care much as he slowed his movement to bend over you and start fondling your breasts, making you bite your lower lip hard to keep your moans and gasps contained. Smoothly he moved his hands from your breasts and ran them by you sides to rest on your waist. He kept himself bending over you for a few more seconds, taking a deep breath of your shampoo scent. You took the chance to catch your breath before he starts moving in and out of you in a quicker pace. You were speeding towards the climax with no breaks, your vision going blurry and heat building up inside of you. This boy was driving you nuts today, and you loved it.

You stayed in the clubroom for a bit after you were done. Sitting next to each other on the floor with backs pressed against the desk you were leaning over a few seconds ago. Catching up your breath and tidying up your uniforms and hairs, even though Kuroo's hair didn't look much different than usual. He looked at you with a teasing smirk asking "Can you walk?"

"All over you dignity, yes" you bark back at him making him laugh before he holds up one of your hands and kisses it just like the last time. He then got up on his feet and took a look around the room. "You guys are cool" he comments as he looks at the photos hanging on the walls. "Thanks" you reply and walk to stand next to him.

"Which are the photos you took?"

"Mine are on that wall. I take black and white portraitures nowadays"

Kuroo moves to your photos and take a long serious look at each one of them. "So much personality in there" he says.

"Really? You can feel them?"

"Yep"

"Thank you" you said softly. "Let me take your photo one day" you add as you look up at the tall boy standing next to you.

"That's breaking rule no. 2. Going deep" he says.

"You think?"

"Yep" he answers and turns to the photos. "Your photography feels like personality x-rays to be honest. People don't seem this expressive normally"

You smile fondly at the photos and say "They are. It's just that we live in a complicated harsh world that forces us to get so busy focusing on ourselves, so much to... not..." your voice goes quieter and you stop speaking because you suddenly think that you must sound lame with such poetic ideas. Your gaze travels down to your feet. You open your mouth to say something else but Kuroo beats you and tells you "Go on, I'm interested in what you think". You shut your eyes tight and bite your lower lip in embarrassment. You didn't want to sound idealistic and annoying, but all you did with cutting off your sentence so unnaturally was making your insecurity all the more apparent to Kuroo. Growing up, you learned that so many people are content with just knowing you on a visuals level. You were pleasant to look at. People gather around you for your looks, but they don't care much about what goes inside your head. You grew up hearing people call you boring, silly, idealistic, dramatic, and fake behind your back. Many thought that you depended on your looks to get by in your life. Only a handful of people throughout your life approached you for more than your pretty face, and you are forever thankful for them. But is Kuroo like them? Is he genuine? You look up at him and his eyes are staring right back at yours, almost suffocating you. You look back at the photos, clear your throat and continue with more courage "I wated to say that we are too busy to notice other people and connect with them in a deep and meaningful way"

Kuroo smiles, glad to know that you trusted him enough to break rule no. 2 without noticing. But still, hearing you say that, his brain instantly brought forth the information about your household situation. "So is it safe to assume that you like talking to strangers?" he asks.

"I dunno how you reached that conclusion but yes. I enjoy talking to different people and taking their photos" you answer with a bright innocent smile. Making Kuroo think how much of a complex entity you are. One moment you are a seductive and sadistic vixen, next you are a pure and innocent kitten, and at rare moments you are as fragile as a snow flake. You surely needed to be analyzed, figured-out, and conquered. Or else, Kuroo will not be able to rest in peace. But most importantly, Kuroo wanted you to be always smiling happily.

"Come watch my next match" Kuroo says so out of the blue after a few silent seconds.

"But we must keep our relationship a secret" you argue, not too comfortable with the idea of delving into each other's lives that exist outside this deal you made.

"Come as a classmate, many from school come to watch our games. It won't be a strange thing"

"I'll think about it" you reply, not so sure of his intentions at this moment.

"Good" he says with that charming boyish smile of his.