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The moment they’re back in their apartment, Akaashi corners Bokuto against the wall and he already has his hands on him before he can even change out of his sweaty uniform. He slides his hands up his muscular body, feeling his toned abdomen through the thin fabric of his jersey, until he reaches his chest.
“B-babe? What are you up to there?” Bokuto pants out, jolting a bit when Akaashi squeezes his pecs, practically groping them, “We just got home. Am I really that irresistible?” He’s only half joking, covering up how flustered he is with his classic overconfidence.
“Yes.” The simple reply makes Bokuto’s heart jump up into his throat, and he stifles a groan when Akaashi presses their hips together, already getting aroused just from being jumped like this. “I saw you do that receive with your chest and I just couldn’t stop thinking about touching them, about touching your body,” he admits, “God, you’re so fucking hot...You were always buff but you really filled out.”
Or a look at Bokuto and Akaashi's relationship right before and after Bokuto graduates (where over half the fic is Akaashi being horny for Bokuto)