"This is bogus! I'm older than you!" Yamamoto shouted at me. He sat at the circle table with Bassui, Nakamura, Lev, Shibayama, and me.
"I take advanced courses anyway! You only have me by a month! Shut your mouth and pay attention." I commanded then smiled at Bassui to continue his explanation of the story they were analyzing.
I continued working with Shibayama who's only trouble was math. Soon though, we were stopped again by a quiet table. Everyone was staring at me even Bassui.
"What?" I asked annoyed at the new distraction.
"Well, you told Coach Kuroo you'd be home at nine and it's ten now." Bassui laughed at me.
Alarm shot through my body. "Shiba, don't forget the pythagorean theorem for tomorrow. Bassui, grab my books." I stood quickly throwing my books at Bassui who's house was on the way to mine, so I knew he'd walk with me.
"Woah, slow down!" Bassui smiled at our students, but quickly rushed to catch up with me with his arms full of his and my books and his falling reading glasses.
I slowed from my jog, but we both walked quickly alongside each other.
"He won't kill you for being late, you know." He plopped my books into my arms finally pushing his glasses back up.
"I know, I know. I just feel bad for lying to him." I had begun to confide in Bassui ever since I met him like he did with me. He became a best friend quickly like Lev had.
"It wasn't an intentional lie. You just lost track of time. It was partly my fault for teasing you instead of letting you know it was late." He laughed. I scowled at him, "Meanie."
He nudged me with his shoulder playfully, but grew solemn in his thoughts.
"Is something wrong Bass?" I used the nickname I'd given him on the first day I met him.
"Do you think we will make it far like you guys did last year? I worry I won't be good enough." His eyes were stuck on the ground in front of him as we walked.
"If anything, we will go farther. We had complications last year, but this year we have a strong team and a good coach. Plus, this year we have you Bass." I smiled at him and grinned when he looked up at me shocked.
"M-me? No, I won't make much of a difference. I'm just a bench warmer."
I laughed loudly and slapped my hand on my back startling the frail boy, "Nonsense. Your first major game is tomorrow, you know. Tetsurou missed many of the beginning practices, so this'll be a good chance to show them how good you are."
"M-major?" He bit his lip nervously.
I spotted his house and pushed him to his fence with a knowing smile, "You'll do great Bass. Don't worry so much!"
With the reassuring words, he went into his house and I began my eight block trek to my house where Kuroo sat on the porch nervously tapping his foot.
When I made it in the gate he ran hugging me tightly, "I was about to go searching for you! I got so worried!" He kissed my forehead then my cheek then my lips.
I pulled him inside locking the door, "I am so sorry. I lost track of time and I-"
"Shhh, it's fine. I understand, and I am secure in our relationship." He chuckled keeping me in his arms. "Just don't overwork yourself, okay?"
I looked up at him putting a quick kiss on his lips, "Okay."
He led me up the stairs explaining he'd put Kiba to bed and tidied up the house after I refused to let him feed me. I'd been snacking on pretzels the entire time we were studying in the library.
"You truly are the best housewife I could have." I teased and he scoffed, "House husband." He corrected.
"Yes, house husband and working wife." I threw myself onto the bed.
"We both work. I just happen to appreciate a clean house and a happy wife." He lifted me right off the bed putting me on the bathroom table, "Did you wash your hair yesterday?"
"No?" I attempted to analyze his thinking pattern.
He lifted my shirt off my body without even a hint of lust, but I noticed his eyes were being kept off of my exposed skin and held steady looking into my eyes or the shower. He pulled my pants off with my help since he wasn't looking, "Then I will wash it for you tonight." He said simply.
"Won't you look at me?" I caressed his face noticing his nervous look, "What's wrong?"
"It's just... last night I was a little rough with you and I think I took things too fast. I missed you so much I wasn't thinking straight. I don't want you to think I can't be a lover too."
I bit back my smile so he didn't think I was teasing him, "Is that really what's wrong?" I recalled the bite marks on my shoulder and hickeys on my neck that I had covered up today and realized that may be why he hasn't looked lower than my face.
"I know. It doesn't sound cool." He took his shirt off and blushed when I let my hands roam down his torso.
"Don't even worry about that, okay? I hadn't been with you since you left, so I was happy to have had you like that. Why don't you show me tonight what you think it means to be a lover?" I ask him softly keeping my eyes up trying to match his respect at least a little when he got himself naked with me.
He moved to turn on the water with his back turned. I shamelessly looked analyzing the way his back muscles flexed and moved. After he was satisfied with the temperature of the water, he lifted me up and let me stand in the stream of the water while he ran his fingers through my hair making sure it got wet.
"I will start like this then." He hummed enjoying the look of pleasure on my face when he used his nails to scrub the shampoo into my hair.
I leaned against him allowing him to take care of me. He ran the soapy cloth down my back washing me off, "Are you okay, princess?" He whispered in my ear while he moved me to press my back against his chest. I smiled knowing he was keeping me leaned differently to avoid his lower region.
"I'm absolutely perfect." I sighed at the warmth of the steam and his body. He continued washing me, but his touch was beginning to effect my body making me slightly annoyed at how attracted I am to him. I took the cloth from his hand when he glided it down my chest and pushed his hand to grope my breast. I moaned softly moving his other hand to grope the other one.
"Y/n..." He kept his hands where I put them without any grip and I could tell he was uncertain.
"Please Tetsurou. Please me~" I leaned against him letting his member brush against my ass. He stifled and moan and groped me. His lips trailed down my neck to my shoulder before he turned me and kissed my lips.
His tongue and mine danced together as we held each other close. Tetsurou moved us so he could reach the handle and he turned the water off. He picked me up lifting me out of the shower and putting me on the mat on the floor spreading my legs.
His eyes met mine asking for permission. I squeezed his shoulder and nodded, "Be gentle, okay? I'm a little embarrassed." I confessed.
"I'll make you feel so good you'll forget about it princess." He let his head slide between my legs, but his eyes stayed on mine to my upmost embarrassment.
His tongue licked on my clit before he sucked gently. His gripped my legs keeping them apart when they quivered.
"Tetsurou!" I moaned keeping as quiet as possible in consideration of a sleeping Kiba in another room. His tongue went inside of me and he moved his head quickly flicking his tongue around inside of me.
Between the slow rubbing he'd done in the shower and the new sensation that drove me crazy, my orgasm was coming too quickly.
I covered my face in shame, "Please... st-stop!" I moaned despite my plea. He smirked stopping for only a minute, "Say please if you really want me to princess."
He sucked on my clit again letting his fingers take the place of his tongue. I tensed arching my back and holding onto the side of the bath tub to stable myself.
"I'm cumming!" I warned him, but he didn't stop. If anything, he eagerly continued.
I came onto his hand and in his mouth and he moved to lick it up. He moaned softly taking as much as he could in his mouth cleaning me up easily.
I looked down noticing he had been touching himself the whole time and he had his cum filling his hand. He noticed my stare and looked away with a nervously.
"C-can I have yours too?" I asked quietly. He offered his hand to me letting me lap his cum up off of it.
We both dried off with heavy blushes, but as soon as we'd gotten dressed in our matching pajama shorts (he doesn't sleep in shirts), he picked me up making me yelp. He laughed at my reaction and kissed me delicately.
"I love you. Okay? Don't forget how much I love you." He laid me down and pulled me into his chest.
"How could I forget? I love you just as much."