“Haa… Haa…! Ngh… Haa…” His body was so weakened that all he could do was wobble around through the ridiculously large corridor that connected the gym to the locker room which belonged to the boy’s basketball club. Kuroko heavily panted while clutching at his own clothes as he tried to find some solace once again in the same place as the previous day.
I knew it… I shouldn’t… have come to school…, inwardly admonished himself Kuroko, his eyes half-lidded as he locked them on the door that gave access to his objective. With feet tripping all on their own, his shoulder came crashing against the wall, using it as both support and as a source of refrigeration due to the coldness it displayed compared to his smothering body. I should have… pretended to be sick… and stayed at home… until Akashi-kun returns to… Kyoto…
“Ahaha… I’m such… haa… a coward…” bitterly laughed Kuroko, sluggishly parting his body from the wall and resuming with his slow crawl to the locker room.
His wrist, however, was gripped out of the blue and his body pulled along in the opposite direction of where he was going. The door to another unused locker room was readily opened and then slammed shut once again with Kuroko now inside – together with the last person he wanted to be with in such a setting.
“Ngh…!” softly whimpered Kuroko when his back came crashing against the closed door as he tried to put distance between himself and Akashi, his cheeks puffed and red due to his hasty breathing rhythm and the heat that was drowning his mind in haziness. “Go… haa… away… Akashi-kun… Get away… ngh… from me…!”
“I will use the Devil’s Advocate and say that yesterday your words were a far cry from today’s,” pointed out Akashi, a small mischievous smirk on his lips as he took a couple of steps forward and shortened the distance between himself and the panting bluenette. “Or were they simply said in the heat of the moment?”
“Ahh… Ngh…” half moaned Kuroko, grabbing with one of his trembling hands the doorknob so that his wobbly legs wouldn’t fully give in under his weight. He tried to push his body as much as it was possible against the door, almost to the point he wished he could somehow fuse together with it and disappear from that place. Kuroko turned his head around and closed his half-lidded eyes, trying to not think about how turned on he was at that moment and how much Akashi’s presence was making the situation worse and worse.
Akashi, it seemed, wasn’t in agreement with it, for two hands gently grabbed Kuroko’s face and cupped his cheeks, forcing him to turn his face forward. For as weird as it may sound, Kuroko actually got proud of himself that he didn’t just climax at that soft touch and simply released a low growl of sexual arousal.
“Just say it, Kuroko, for I want to hear it straight from the horse’s mouth,” softly said Akashi, a serious demeanour on his features as he took one more step forward and brought the distance between them to an absolute zero. “I can only take your actions right now with a grain of salt. You continuously beat around the bush and get glad to see my back… but you still look at me as if the apple of your eyes. So I’m giving you a penny for your thoughts right now.”
“Haa… Akashi-kun… Let go… Haa…” beckoned Kuroko, his voice nothing more than a tired and exasperated whisper. He released the doorknob and motioned his two trembling hands forward, grabbing onto Akashi’s shirt and unconsciously leaning himself towards the warm body that just felt so cool compared to his own. “Go away… Ngh… Leave me… alone… already… Please… Akashi-kun…”
“Hey, Kuroko…” softly called Akashi, his thumbs gently caressing Kuroko’s bright red cheeks while he brought their faces even closer to one another. “Can I take that your actions speak louder than your words right now?”
“Please… haa… just go…” half moaned Kuroko, his watery teal eyes lovingly beckoning at Akashi as he leaned in even further to his touch.
“I guess we can cross that bridge when we come to it but I would rather not cry over spilt milk,” purred Akashi against Kuroko’s lips before he fully erased all distance between them and passionately kissed him, releasing his features to exchange for a hold on his waist.
“Mmhm!” whimpered Kuroko, his moans and gasps being hungrily swallowed by the kiss. He readily released Akashi’s shirt and lunged his hands forward. He circled Akashi’s neck tightly as he parted his back from the door and just threw himself at him, his sexual needs fully erasing the little bit of rationality that he still had in him. “Haa… Akashi…kun… Mmhm!!”
With a quick and swift movement, Akashi picked Kuroko from the floor through the means of his hold to his waist. Kuroko’s legs readily wrapped around his waist as he carried them both to inside of the empty locker room in between wet and desperate kisses. Once his knees bumped into the bench in the middle of the division, Akashi dropped their bodies on top of it, not wasting even a second to start pulling and removing Kuroko’s clothes.
“Ahh…! Akashi…kun…!” moaned Kuroko, his body trembling at the light touches of Akashi’s fingertips against his torso as he removed his shirt, his arms rising above his head to facilitate the motions. Once the sweaty piece of clothing was forgotten in the middle of the floor and their lips connected once again in a needy deep kiss, Kuroko grabbed onto the back of Akashi’s t-shirt, awkwardly tugging at it.
“I guess it truly takes two to tango,” chuckled Akashi, momentarily straightening his upper body and sitting on top of Kuroko’s lower half so he could also take off his clothes. Once the second piece of clothing was thrown away into oblivion, he lowered his body once again and his mouth connected with Kuroko’s neck, teasingly licking, biting and suckling into his hot and smooth skin.
“Ngh… Ahh! Haa… Ah!” moaned Kuroko, his body trembling against the bench at the augmented waves of arousal striking one after another with every little touch or teasing foreplay that Akashi did to his body. It wasn’t enough, however – not even close to fully quenching his desires. “Akashi-kun… haa… Not enough… I’ll go… ahh… insane like this…!”
“I’m the one about to go off my rocker… haa… with you giving the whole nine yards in seducing me…” purred Akashi with a husky voice, Kuroko’s bottomless arousal starting to instigate his own more and more. He allowed one of his hands to slowly motion down over Kuroko’s chest, gently caressing his smothering skin as it made its way to his lower half. Akashi took a hold of the elastic band of his shorts and tugged them down, together with the damp underwear, with a single jerk of his limb. “Ngh… I can’t turn a blind eye when you wear your heart on your sleeve in such delicious ways.”
“Ngh… Ahh…! Ahh!” moaned Kuroko, throwing his head back against the bench while his back arched above it, his body unconsciously accompanying Akashi’s movements as he slowly licked his chest and stomach while growing steadily closer to his denuded and aroused crotch. His hands closed down around Akashi’s shoulders, his nails digging into his hot flesh and imprinting themselves in reddish crescents on his skin. “Ahhh! Wai—! Akashi…kun! Ahh…!”
Opening his mouth wide, Akashi greedily swallowed Kuroko’s hard cock, the wet walls of the insides of his mouth pleasurably rubbing at the stiff member and tongue licking its length. He bobbed his head further and took in more of Kuroko’s cock in his mouth, slowly withdrawing once again as he teasingly pursed his lips and squeezed more honeyed juices from the aroused member.
“Ngh…! Ahh! Akas… Ahhhh…!” His body immensely shuddering and skin rippling at the pleasurable motions, Kuroko released Akashi’s shoulders and switched his hold to his red locks of hair, not knowing what to do with himself anymore. “Haa… Akashi…kun… I… Ahh! Ngh… I’m…!”
“Mhm? Haa… What is—“ started inquiring Akashi, giving one last long lick and suckle to the bluenette’s length before he fully withdrew his mouth and lifted his head just the slightest to peer over at Kuroko from in between the hands grabbing onto his hair.
What he saw made his whole body freeze on the spot.
“I’m… ngh… I’m sorry…” whimpered Kuroko, tears streaming down his half-lidded eyes and falling on the surface of the bench they were both on top of. “I’m… haa… s-sorry… Ngh…”
“Now you are just saying mumbo jumbo, Kuroko,” sighed Akashi, straightening his upper body and sitting once again on top of Kuroko, carefully so he wouldn’t hurt him in any way. He released his thighs and gently cupped Kuroko’s blushing features, cleaning the tears rolling down from his teal eyes with his thumbs. “Pick up your ears now, okay? I l— ………….I hate you more than anything else in this world.”
“…Eh…?” interjected Kuroko, his eyes slowly opening in utter shock as a painful stab struck his chest, crack after crack breaking his heart apart.
“There’s nothing that I hate more in this world than to have to take care of a troublesome person like you,” continued Akashi, a smirk on his lips as he stared down at Kuroko with his heterochromatic eyes. “How does it feel, Tetsuya? To be touched and sucked off by a man that hates you as much as I do?”
“A-Akashi…kun…?” stutteringly called Kuroko, his body now shuddering not out of unfulfilled desire but fright.
“Hey, tell me, Tetsuya… If a man that hates you as much as I do were to rape you right here, what would you do?” asked Akashi, lowering his head and shortening the distance between their faces, his smirk slowly widening more and more. “Would you still get this ridiculously and pitifully turned on by it? Or would you cry even more like the useless person that you are? Shall we find out, then?”
“…!” With his instinct of self-preservation kicking in, Kuroko quickly pushed Akashi away from him, causing him to roll off of the bench and fall on the hard floor of the unused locker room. Biting into his lips to try to keep his tears from leaking out, Kuroko sat up on the bench and sadly peered over to Akashi. “You’re… haa… the worst, Akashi-kun. I… hate you. I don’t want to… ugh… see you ever again…”
With his body still wobbling around due to the effects of his curse, heat once again starting to burn his body inside out, Kuroko awkwardly picked up his scattered clothes once again and put them on as quickly as his mellowed body enabled him to, not sparing even one more glance to Akashi, who was still sitting on the floor when he ran off of the room.
“Oh my… I already expected that I would be cursed too…” said Akashi, tilting his head slightly as he observed Kuroko disappear in the corridor, not bothering with closing the door behind himself. “This will be a quite amusing situation to everyone… I can already feel Daiki’s and Taiga’s loving gazes when they find out. And Ryouta surely will run into my arms while crying of happiness over seeing me again.”
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