(open post: love shack)

[putsch]

open post: NSFW。
pure, 100% smutty stuff. tell me which chara you want, refer to the wishlist if you have any questions about what kind of starter you wanna write/pictures you post/ships you wanna do.	wishlist gen post art cred CREDIT

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[corvidad]

Excuse me?! [ who calls anyone a sweet summer child anymore, oh my god. daichi just gives kuroo a disbelieving look.

it would be too easy to lose that look too, especially when kuroo leans in so close, grinning like he does, but daichi holds his ground. he's stared down worse.

(though to be fair, none of those things made his heart pound like this.) ]

That's pretty boastful of you to assume all that.

[oneupsmanship]

( what, would you prefer he just call you a hot piece of ass???

this time Kuroo aims for innocent, which is such a foreign look on his face it's probably ridiculous, but still. a man must try. )

I assume nothing, merely stating the facts. Are you really getting flustered over an idiom, Sawamura?

[corvidad]

[ at least then this situation would be more clear!! cause kuroo right now looks about as innocent as a cat who just threw up on his owner's pillow. it sets daichi on edge, not sure what to make of .... everything, especially after a few drinks. ]

...Was that really all it was?

[oneupsmanship]

( Kuroo wants to wince. there's a time and place for simple honesty, and he'd rather it not come up when he's trying to keep his heart off his sleeve.

well, if you can't kill a spike, you deflect it instead. that's how defence works - layers, complementing layers that keep the ball in play so it doesn't fall on your side of the court. he leans back; his fingers tug slightly where they're tangled with Sawamura's, ready to sweep up or give way at need. )

Why are you asking me? You started it.

[corvidad]

[ daichi wants to snap back i didn't start anything, but he snaps his mouth shut. he keeps his hand in kuroo's. there's a time and place for defense, but attacking is the only way to win. if he doesn't push forward, he'll never see where this trail ends. ]

And you're the one who kept it going instead of letting it drop.

[ he searches kuroo's face for something to give him a hint, trying to figure the best place to push through. ]

[oneupsmanship]

( a fun little back-and-forth salvo is degenerating into something more complicated and uncomfortable by the second. Kuroo clicks his tongue and looks away; if Sawamura's asking him to behave, he's sure doing it in a roundabout fashion. well, whatever!!

he does his best to remain snidely neutral, but there's disappointment clear in his tone as he replies: ) I figured you knew me better than to think I would in the first place.

[corvidad]

Hm, true.

[ he picks up the odd intent in kuroo's tone, trying to ignore how it makes his heart stop for a beat. this is all touching on way too sensitive nerves, and daichi really doesn't feel like fucking around on them.

he threads his fingers through kuroo's, thoughtful and slow. ] But I don't know you well enough to figure out exactly why you invited me here.

[oneupsmanship]

( Kuroo's attention shifts to the deliberate way Daichi increases contact, and he swallows hard. )

Would you believe it was out of the goodness of my heart? ( the question is obviously idle: Daichi's not stupid. he knows well enough by now that Kuroo can definitely be kind - benevolent, even. he should also know that Kuroo's efficient, and that any opportunity he gives away conceals an opportunity for himself. it's not about equal gain, it's about not wasting time.

well, he's been wasting a lot of time this evening, hasn't he?

Kuroo looks up from beneath the veil of his lashes, calculating. ) Or maybe, because I like your company? ( that's not a lie, but it's not exactly a confession, either, and when Sawamura's being so bold it's cowardly of him to keep up the smoke-and-mirrors act. Kuroo sighs, brnging their joined hands to his lips and kissing Daichi's knuckles experimentally. )

How far do I have'ta reach out before you meet me halfway?

[corvidad]

[ each question has easy answers - of course kuroo is kind, even if does his best to keep it hidden behind a smug smile and twisted layers. of course kuroo likes his company, otherwise they wouldn't have spent so much time together at training camps, and so much time texting. the question is how much does it mean to kuroo, if it means the same thing as it does to daichi.

so when kuroo kisses his knuckles his eyes go wide, sucking in a sharp breath through his teeth. oh.

so it's like that, thank god. ]

Meet you halfway? [ daichi's face falls from disbelief to smiling to a sharp cut grin that would make kuroo proud, leaning in so their foreheads touch. it's heady, it's terrifying, and daichi squeezes kuroo's hand as he braces himself for the drop. ]

I came all the way down to see you didn't I?

[oneupsmanship]

( devious does look good on Sawamura, and Kuroo regrets that every time he has to witness the guy bending over in shorts. he bares his teeth in defense but it's pretty obvious he's fronting, tugging harder at Daichi now that he's so close. their foreheads clash but - more importantly - their mouths meet. Kuroo sighs against him. they both taste like cheap beer and youthful impetuousness. it's somewhat refreshing. )

That doesn't mean anything by itself, ( he points out, and kisses him again for heady good measure. ) I'm obviously Tokyo's best tour guide, after all.

[corvidad]

[ it's a rough kiss, more of a bump of faces if he's honest, but it still lights up daichi's nerves and makes him grin. he can't believe his luck.

friends, he reminds himself, there are boundaries here that kuroo will probably need him respect come morning, but still, daichi lets himself lose that thought for now as he steals one more kiss. ]

I dunno about that, do good tour guides get people drunk in their house?

[oneupsmanship]

Only the best ones, obviously.

( it's like the brakes have come loose: Kuroo wrestles his hand free and grabs Daichi clumsily by the face and holds him at kissable range. there's probably more comfortable ways to do this - there are definitely more comfortable ways to do this - but Kuroo's damned if he'll let up long enough to move around. he's far too greedy for such expedience. )

[corvidad]

Yeah, okay.

[ his dripping with sarcasm tone would have a lot more effect if he wasn't still grinning like a damn fool, matching kuroo kiss for kiss. with his hand now free he gets it tangled in the endless bedhead, pulling kuroo down so neither of them are straining on the couch for kisses. ]

[oneupsmanship]

( their position is still a little awkward, Kuroo's legs hanging over the edge of the couch like the dangly pillock he is, but it could be worse. Sawamura could be shoving him away instead of bringing him closer. )

What, you don't believe me? ( his tone is distressingly uneven, but given the circumstances Kuroo'll let it slide. ) I'm shocked, and hurt, Sawamura.

[corvidad]

No, and shut up.

[ actually, he should probably keep kuroo talking with his voice that messed up, it sounds good, but daichi's afraid he'll get his bearings back if he's too nice.

whatever, details. daichi focuses more on pulling kuroo back in for another kiss, this time using his tongue to drag against the seam of kuroo's lips. just to see. ]

[oneupsmanship]

Ara, so rude.

( like hell he's going to obey that, especially if it makes Sawamura so grabby. too many tender emotions are unsettling; Kuroo would rather this bluster any day of the week.

he opens his mouth to Daichi's tongue, just long enough to exchange wet heat, and pulls back to mouth off again. )

Make me~

[corvidad]

[ daichi snorts at kuroo's idiocy - make him is a challenge daichi will gladly rise to. he shifts, getting himself facing kuroo on the couch and tugs kuroo up for another rough, searing kiss. ]

[oneupsmanship]

( ehe, looks like it's Kuroo's victory once again~ he congratulates himself and bites gently at Daichi's lip - just enough to prove that he's far from tamed yet. )

[corvidad]

[ he doesn't expect kuroo to be, and honestly doesn't want kuroo to be either. he likes the way it feels to have kuroo's teeth graze his lip, making him shudder, chasing after it for more kisses, more nips of teeth and swipes of tongue. ]

[oneupsmanship]

( shit, that's pretty good. Kuroo increases the thing, tongue delving deeper into Sawamura's mouth to taste him better. it's a little sloppy but he likes that, likes this lazy determination they've worked up between them. it's a good match for them.

unable to resist being a smug asshole, he breaks away to rasp, ) Curiousity killed you yet?

[corvidad]

[ it's probably a good thing kuroo pulls away, otherwise daichi might have made some horribly embarrassing noises, and no one wants that. ]

No, but you might if you keep talking. [ he tugs kuroo back into kissing range and shuts him up with his lips once again. seriously kuroo, don't go killing a good thing. ]

[oneupsmanship]

( uh excuz?? kuroo wants that???

he cackles - just as planned - and shoves Daichi onto his back. it makes their teeth clash together a little, but that's fine: from here he can pin Sawamura to the couch and really concentrate on sticking his tongue down his throat--

his foot knocks against a stray beercan and Kuroo blinks at it. ah. )

Feel like moving this down the hall?

( he almost, almost says 'to the boudoir' but figures he'll end up with a black eye and a sad boner. )

[corvidad]

[ daichi does his best to kiss the laugh out of kuroo's mouth, at least to quiet it down to something that doesn't ring horrible in his ears. it's a little more difficult when kuroo's shoving him down, but at least he can bring kuroo down with him, dragging his hands across the breadth of his back. ]

Uh. [ oh no, it's hard to listen to questions when kuroo's mouth is all kiss bruised already ] Sure, I guess.

[oneupsmanship]

( stretching under Daichi's hands like a spoiled cat, Kuroo almost forgets what he even asked. except that it was a great idea, because all his ideas are great (see: inviting rival captains down for the weekend, totally altruistically). the slow ebb of beer across the floor reminds him. Kuroo stands with a reluctant sigh and peels off his shirt, tossing it haphazardly over the mess.

look. he was gonna have to wash it anyway; two birds, one stone, all that jazz.

he rights the beer can and glances back at his guest, wondering if he should help him up. it'll probably get him punched, Kuroo decides, so he does, offering Sawamura his hand with a flourish that nearly has him falling over. whoa. )

[corvidad]

[ watching kuroo full give up and toss his shirt into the mess would be hilarious if it didn't that daichi would be left staring at a half naked kuroo tetsurou. he's doesn't carry his muscle the same way daichi does, but he can still make out the muscle that shapes his tall, lean figure. daichi swallows.

hopefully kuroo didn't notice all that, or the excessive staring. ]

That's gonna work? [ daichi does not take kuroo's hand, simply because he's fairly certain taking kuroo's hand will involve both of them flat on the floor in the beer mess. he'll pass on that, thanks. ]