Ready, Set.

*The End*

"Harder." 

"I can't, this shelf thing is in the way." 

"I don't fucking care." 

"God damn it, stop fucking looking at me like that." 

"Then make it so I can't keep my eyes open." 

"Here, put your foot on this.." 

"Fuck that's good, just like that." 

"I'm gonna cum, shit babe." 

"Not yet." 

"I can't.. Uh." 

"I'm not taking a whores bath tonight, one minute and I'll swallow it." 

"Fine, don't move or it might not be voluntary." 

"Right  there, yes ye..." 

"Get down there." 

"Yes sir." 

"Shit....Ke.. Uh.. Yeah, I'm cumming, don't stop, please, uh...!" 

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A/N: Hey guys, as the title may have given away this will be the last chapter of Ready, Set. I hope you enjoyed it! I will be writing spin-offs and more Kuroken fiction. I have a multi-ship AU story that I've been working on with a Kuroken focus. More of Kuroo before Kenma can be found in Two Owls, more smut can be found in my Once More (Oneshots) story. I have an Iwaoi story, Tied to You. But Swords and Smoke will be a mafia multi-ship fic and I'm pretty excited about it. I might come back and do a sequel type thing that would be a combined  Two Owls/Ready, Set  time skip to college, but that might take a little while since I just started Two Owls, although it won't be a 35 part story like this one is. 

Again, I appreciate each and every one of you  and I cannot put into words how amazing you guys are! I am always always taking suggestions for my one-shot fic and if something didn't happen in here that you wanted to happen or any other ships you guys want me to write just please inbox me! I love you all and this chapter will be a bit long, but hopefully satisfying and just know that this is not the end for these characters in this universe. 

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I walked out of the bathroom, waiting the five minutes after Kenma left. Not that we were slick, everyone had seen us slip away. I looked over and saw the group laughing with each other, Kenma already slipped into a chair between Bokuto and Ryoko. 

"...So you think I'm naming my child after you? For what good reason would you think that?" Inaka was gawking forward his his hand pointed at Yama. Yama threw his hands up as if it should be obvious, 

"You mean to tell me my name isn't perfect? It's better than all the other names here." Yama gestured to the rest of the table as I joined. I slid in between Sokka and Akaashi, Inaka across the table from me. 

"You do understand that we don't have to pick from just the names of our friends right? We could pick any name on the planet. My kid could be named Emily Jackson Inaka." Inaka ran his hands through his short pale hair, Yama scoffed, 

"That's a terrible name." He pouted, 

"You're impossible." Inaka groaned. Ryoko reached over and put her tiny hand on Inaka's shoulder. He leaned into her touch, her massive blue eyes looking up to his face. She loved him, I'll give her that. 

I looked over and saw Kenma giggling, Bokuto mumbling into his ear. I frowned and tapped Akaashi, 

"What exactly is your demon doing?" I asked. Akaashi took a deep breath,