(open post: love shack)

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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]

[ 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. ]

[oneupsmanship]

Hmm? ( he examines the hidden mess as if success hadn't even really occurred to him. liquid is already soaking into the fabric, which was sort of the point, right?

Kuroo shrugs, careless. ) It'll be fine. There wasn't that much.

( he heads for his bedroom, asking over his shoulder, ) You comin'? ( and then trying not to giggle because - heh - 'coming.' genius. )

[corvidad]

[ daichi sighs, wondering why he bothers to worry at this point. it's clear kuroo doesn't. ]

Yeah yeah, let's go.

[ it's weird to follow kuroo down unfamiliar, silent halls, but once he steps into kuroo's room he knows there's no going back. ]

[oneupsmanship]

( ehhh, he'll get it later.

because he's such a kind fella, there's even a second futon ready and laid out on his floor. that's totally optional, though. don't feel as if it needs to be used! ah, but that makes the options for seating room either a) said futon or b) Kuroo's actual bed. i mean, that's pretty final, isn't it??? he hadn't really considered that - he was just thinking about width and length and how he was about to fall off the couch (and mr guest Sawamura-kun) onto the beer can'd floor.

talk about awkward. oh, well, so it goes...

Kuroo flops onto the bed in his best 'one of your French girls' pose, grinning widely enough that it ought to cover the sudden rising of his nerves. )

Need a written invitation, Sawamura?

[corvidad]

[ the room is clean, neatly organized, and the futon on the floor feels a little comical when he knows the two of them had the same angle. to join kuroo on the bed would be something daichi would like to do more than he'd care to admit.

but there's something to be said about being a little shit.

so he flops down on the futon and matches kuroo's ridiculous laying down pose. ]

Nah, I think I'm good.

[oneupsmanship]

( this fuckin guy--

Kuroo's eyes roll. he is not going to be the one to break this stand-off, he refuses. if Sawamura wants to give up on touching his hot body asap, that's his own problem!!!

he scratches his chest idly. )

Oi, at least take some clothes off so I've got somethin' to look at.

[corvidad]

Isn't it rude to ask your guest to get naked first?

[ c'mon kuroo, it takes two to tango. ]

[oneupsmanship]

I've started! ( he protests. frankly, he's a little offended that Sawamura isn't drooling on his chest right now, but he's also not surprised. Sawamura's kind of a dick that way. it's probably why Kuroo likes him so much.

...platonically. mostly platonically. )

[corvidad]

[ well, true, but it felt less like a strip tease and more like a "too lazy to get a towel for this mess" solution.

oh well. he sighs and sits up, tossing his shirt off so he's in the same state of dress. ]

There, better? [ he leans back on his hands, and totally is not flexing. daichi would never, especially not to taunt kuroo into getting down at his level, of course not. ]

[oneupsmanship]

( what am i, a professional pole dancer

actually, Kuroo kind of gets the point: his dreams of a sexy little shimmy are promptly ruined. it's a cruel world. )

Ehh, it's not bad. ( just ignore the blush he's trying to fight; it's from the beer, that's all.

Kuroo moves his hands to his belt and raises an eyebrow in question, or challenge: I'll show you mine if you show me yours. )

[corvidad]

[ hey, daichi doesn't know what kuroo does to get flexible like that with so much height. he could be!

daichi could say something about kuroo's smug ass tone, but he gets very distracted by the way kuroo grabs at his belt, by the fact that with kuroo on the bed and him sitting back on the futon it's almost perfectly eye level. it makes the challenge feel very different, has daichi licking his lips as he considers it all. it'd be a little strange but... he certainly doesn't think it'd be bad.

slowly, he rises to his knees and holds eye contact with kuroo as he scoots closer, hands resting atop kuroo's.

you want a challenge kuroo, you got one. ]

[oneupsmanship]

( that's-- more than Kuroo bargained for, actually, and he's not sure what to do with it. his original plan was to remove the belt, and only the belt, before Sawamura hit him or laughed at him, or maybe said something sarcastic.

instead here they are, and Kuroo's trying not to screech in surprise. he manages - barely - and raises the other eyebrow. Daichi's hands are wider than his. it's a weird thing to notice like this. )

Oya, aren't you getting bold?

[corvidad]

[ even through the haze of beer, daichi keeps regarding him with a sharp gaze, trying to decide it really is too much for kuroo ]

Isn't this what you were going for?

[oneupsmanship]

That wasn't a complaint, Sawamura.

( Kuroo just hadn't thought past somehow tricking Daichi into kissing him a little bit, that's all. no sense in getting pointlessly riled up over distant possibilities, after all. but now they don't seem so improbable...

he turns his hands over, fingertips idle over Daichi's palms. )

I guess the question is, is it what you're going for?

( because Kuroo will push and push, but only if he thinks he's going to get pushed back. steamrolling people isn't his style. )

[corvidad]

[ kuroo's hands over his own is oddly embarrassing, or maybe not embarrassing... it touches something daichi isn't doesn't want to focus on or think about in the least.

friends. he tells himself for the thousandth time, as if it will change anything. ]

To... get you out of your pants? [ it sucks to lose your nerve when youre so close, but daichi can't keep it together down between kuroo's legs any longer. he moves to sit up on the bed, but doesn't move his hands. he still wants that much. ]

[oneupsmanship]

( Sawamura doesn't sound sure about it, but since it's probably because he's as stupidly nervous as Kuroo is (he hopes) he won't tease him too much for it. )

That's more promising than wanting to steal them, I guess.

( at least they're on the same level now. he retrieves his hands and leans back on them. )

Well? Go ahead and undress me, Sawamura; I don't have all night.

( hah. of course he does. what Kuroo means is that he doesn't want this to take all night: they've got a lot of discovery to get through, after all. )

[corvidad]

[ he laughs, equal parts actually endeared by kuroo's stupidity and trying to blow off his own nerves. ]

I couldn't fit in your stupid tight pants anyway.

[ it's a shame that doesn't help him feel better, because it's really hard to undo kuroo's belt and buttons with shaking hands. daichi manages though, pushes them aside to his thighs, manhandling kuroo a little bit to get them all the way down his long toned legs. ] Damn.