teach me // kuroo tetsuro

𝟏𝟓 ⇢ 𝐒𝐎𝐀𝐏

you rubbed soap down his legs and then stood up straight again.

"rinse," you said, making a motion with your hand.

kuroo did as you asked, moving his body under the water and rinsing the soap off. when he was done, he turned back to you.

"your turn," he said, picking out a soap he thought had a more feminine scent. he wanted the excuse to touch you, feel you in his hands. it made him feel like you were his.

kuroo poured the soap into his hands. it smelled like aloe vera. you liked it.

"come here," he said, and you obliged, moving closer to him.

kuroo started at your shoulders, watching his hands lather soap on your body with a fond smile. you it the inside of your cheek as he rubbed down your torso. your breath hitched when he touched your breasts, holding them in his hands and squeezing lightly.

"don't get ahead of yourself," kuroo teased. "i'm just putting soap on." he gave you a smirk and you sucked your teeth giving him a playful slap on the chest.

"i hope you slip," you said defiantly, but you couldn't contain a smile.

kuroo hummed, lathering soap down your stomach and onto your hips. "that's not very nice," he mused, but he was smiling too.

he rubbed your back, ass, legs and everything else, touching every inch of you. you just watched his hands, feeling somewhat overwhelmed.

"rinse," kuroo demanded, copying your tone from before. it made you giggle, and you went under the water to rinse the soap off your body. when you were done, you picked up a shampoo from kuroo's collection, pouring some in your hands.

"bend over," you told him.

kuroo gave you a suggestive look, raising one eyebrow and smirking. your jaw dropped when you realized what he was thinking and you couldn't stop a laugh.

"not like that, you idiot!" you laughed, shaking your head in feigned disappointment. "you're so dirty minded."

kuroo laughed loudly before bending his body forward a little bit so you could reach his hair. you lathered the shampoo in the black strands, scratching his head a little bit to really get it everywhere.

kuroo leaned into your touch, closing his eyes as you shampooed his hair. it made you giggle.

"you're cute," you said, leaning forward to kiss his forehead. it felt like he was your boyfriend, which made your stomach flutter uncontrollably.

"keep going," kuroo said, gesturing to your fingers in his hair. you laughed and did as he asked, scratching his head softly and watching as the shampoo turned into white foam.

eventually, kuroo rinsed his hair and pulled you into a hug you wished would never end.

you walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around your body. kuroo followed behind you, drying his hair.

"you need something to wear, don't you?" he asked, stopping in front of what you assumed to be his closet.

you smiled sheepishly. "yeah... if you have something."

"i'll find something." kuroo looked through his clothes, and you took the opportunity to check your phone.

you had a snapchat from bokuto, asking if you got home safe. you answered telling him everything was fine, and thanked him for asking.

more importantly, you had about eight texts from ayako, including the following:

'BITCH ARE YOU SAFE?'