Bonus

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IM ONLY GOUNG OFF FANFICS =) SO ITS PROBS SHIT!!!!

*NSFW*

Tendou finished the last brushstroke on the canvas and let out a satisfied hum, yet other painting done for his portfolio. He quickly craned his head to see the clock that Ushijima had installed on their new house walls a couple of days before he left for overseas competition for a month. He was going to be home soon, any second actually but those seconds felt as if they dragged on for millennia. He spat a curse word before staring down at the brushes, paint water (which he hadn't mistaken for his hot chocolate on many times, no sir), scrap pieces of paper with small doodles and notes and plastic tubs of paint.

"Alright mess prepare to meet your match," he treated the inanimate objects. He rushed to wrap the small tubs with there, now very old glad wrap and drop his brushes into the water before taking it over to the sink. However before he could clean those he heard the tell tale sign of his fiancé's keys in the door. The young red head let a small sound of what one could only assume as happiness as he bounded over to the half open door, hearing Ushijima curse when his bags fell to the floor, he had no time to pick them up however as he had his arms full of his favourite redhead. Without a word Tendou glued his lips to Ushijima's own, finally returning the two, joining puzzle pieces together. The lust was undeniable in the passionate exchange.

"Let me get inside first" Ushijima eventually huffed out, his breath making a little white clouds as he spoke in the cool night air.

When Ushijima had put his bags down he was straight back into kissing Tendou who was laying on the bed. Tendou let out small moans as Ushijima began trailing his hands down Tendou's hips, then eventually began placing kisses over his collarbone, which was visible because of the low neckline of his loose red shirt, the shirt wasn't meant to have a low neckline but it was a couple sizes to big for the skinny redhead as it was, in fact Ushijima's shirt.

No matter how many times Ushijima and Tendou did this, Tendou would never get used to the feeling of Ushijima's open mouth kisses on his chest, he'd never get used to the fact that someone found him attractive and he'd never get used to the fact that Ushijima loved every inch of Tendou's body. The way his back arched, the way his blush would paint his chest and face, the way his skin colour contested the tattoos on his hipbone, the small doodles and notes on Tendou's wrists, ankles and wherever was available at the time. He loved Tendou's hands that were always covered in dry paint, he loved the smell of the red heads hair, he loved the way Satori's lips would for small circles when he was gasping for air or choking on moans, he loved the way he sounded, it was music to his ears. He loved Satori and Tendou would never get used to that.

Ushijima pulled his shirt off before reaching over to his bedside table, where the lube was kept. Tendou took this moment to look at his lover before him, the way Ushijima's muscles flexed as he leaned from his place between Satori's legs could turn the poor red head on so, so easily, his boyfriends toned chest and stomach was so perfect and the redhead couldn't keep his hands off the tattoo, that matched with one of Tendou's own. He traced the number one, coloured in purple then over some plants that looked like they were growing out of it, then the volleyball and the net, finally ending on the heart containing the number five. Tendou continued as Ushijima used the time to slip the red heads pants off and begin slicking up his fingers. Tendou had designed them as a little joke like 'wouldn't it be funny if we got matching tattoos' which... they did. Tendou's own tattoo, the one of his shoulder blade was the number five coloured in purple, around it, ti had the same volleyball and net as Wakatoshi's was well was the heart but his had a one in it. He also had a couple of brushes that looked like they were colouring in the five and some headphones. The red head smiled at the memory but was quickly pulled into reality as Ushijima's finger slipped past that tight ring of muscle. Tendou arched his hips and let out a loud moan. It was good they didn't live with Oikawa and Iwa because it seemed to echo around the whole house. Ushijima smiled as he began slowly moving his finger then adding another. Tendou mumbled all sorts of things, letting his mouth tumble out anything that came to his mind that was so ingrosed in the feeling of his boyfriends figures in him.

"Aha~ Waka- Ah, fuck I love yo- Ohh~"

"Ready?" Ushijima panted, he could feel his own need straining at his jeans.

"Oh- fuck yes~ Hurry upp~"

And who was Ushijima to refuse that? He applied a large amount o lube to his manhood (#trying to avoid the work dick cuz it makes me laugh every time) and slowly sinking in, until he felt his balls against Tendou. Ushijima liked going relatively fast but he could tell this wasn't the time, he wanted to make this last for his lover and him, it was so hard to be away from the redhead so often. Tendou nodded, showing it was ok to move. And move he did. Ushijima wouldn't admit to anyone he was great in the bedroom but right now he felt as of he needed some credit, i mean the man hit that special bundle of nerves first try. Hell he despaired a medal, but the noise that ripped form Tendou's throat was enough of a reward.

The pace was slow, not horrible, every millimetre of their skin was touching and neither wanted it the end. But the the pressure in tends stomach was too much. He cried out for his lover as he came, shooting white ribbons over both boys chests. Ushijima wasn't LÖNG after, the feeling of his lover clenching around him, the sound he made and the face was just too much and he pulled out before shooting his load over Tendou's thighs.

The two puffed in exhaustion and as Ushijima flopped down next to Tendou, the red head was already half asleep. Ushijima pulled him close, they could have a shower and clean up in the morning.

"Love you" Ushijima mumbled, kissing tends forehead which was caked in sweat.

"I love you to 'toshi"

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