HAIKYUU ONE SHOTS!!

𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘚𝘯𝘰𝘸 🎄 𝘛𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘬𝘪𝘠𝘢𝘮𝘢

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🎄💝 𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘚𝘯𝘰𝘸 💝🎄

Tsukishimma hands over hot tea to Yamaguchi.

It was their holiday break and they took turns hanging out at each other's flats.

"Thank you Tsukki," Yams sweetly smiles at his boyfriend before Tsukishima turns and leans on the bed, coming in close contact with Yamaguchi's face. 

"Let's do it," Tsukishima simply states. Yamaguchi frowns and flips over, "Eeeh? But it's too cold Tsukki," he pouts as the blonde adjusts his position, his face hovering over Yamaguchi's reluctant ones. 

"No sex then," Tsukishima bargains, "Just tongue," 

Yamaguchi sighs and sits up, pinching Tsukishima's cheek, "What's up with you today?"

"What else? I'm horny. Do I have to spell it out for you?"

Yamaguchi blushes, "N-Not too blunt!" he huffs and crosses his arms, "Besides if we do 'only that' then we'd end up wanting to do it, and I don't want to shower under cold weather," he reasons. 

Tsukishima sighs in defeat. "I guess I can't force you," he stands up and kisses Yamaguchi while flopping down the bed and burying his face in the plethora of Yamaguchi's pillows. The green-haired boy sighs, laying down beside Tsukishima and holding his cheeks.

"Strictly kissing only, no frotting okay?"

Tsukishima nods, "Promise,"

Yamaguchi then gulps looking at Tsukishima before closing the space between them. Tsukishima pulls up the blanket over them while his lips tangle with Yamaguchi's.

Tsukishima's tongue swirls around Yamaguchi's mouth, occasionally biting on his lip.

Yamaguchi places a hand against Tsukki's chest while the blonde wraps his arm around Yamaguchi's waist.

The sounds quietly rang through the room, sloppy lip-locking as the two felt heat engulf their bodies.

Yamaguchi places a hand against Tsukishima's chest after a while. His heart pounded against his chest, hazy from the slight lack of oxygen as they broke away.

It wasn't a big partition, their lips were one small nudge from meeting again but Yamaguchi had to breathe.

As much as Tsukishima hated to admit it, he would forever be addicted to the sensation of Yamaguchi's soft lips against his'.

He was more than satisfied to constantly make out with his boyfriend, enjoying the way his knees grew weak at the sensation.

He caresses Yamaguchi's cheek before his thumb trails to his lower lip, "More please?" he asks almost too politely.

Yamaguchi giggles and uses his index finger and thumb to get the bridge of Tsukishima's glasses before gently removing it for him.

Yamaguchi closes the space once more, but this time Tsukishima went straight at it. He started to swirl and clash tongues with Yamaguchi, the latter letting out a moan-like grunt while Tsukishima traverses his mouth.

He was holding Yamaguchi's cheek sternly but gently as he monopolized every single corner of Yamaguchi's lips.

Yamaguchi subconsciously lifts his leg only to feel Tsukishima's hard on. 

Tsukishima tilts his head a bit before finally having to catch some air. He gasps slightly before backing away from Yamaguchi a bit. His boyfriend sits up and beckons him to do the same.