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"Kenma?" Kuroo called out in his and his boyfriend's shared apartment when he arrived.
He heard footsteps rapidly running towards him.
Before he could even find out and turn where it was coming from, hands were wrapped around him as he was tackled to the ground. Kuroo fell into a sitting position with Kenma on top of him with his hands around Kuroo's waist.
"Did you miss me, kitten?" Kuroo asked, stroking the shorter man's hair.
"So much," Kenma whispered, nuzzling his face onto Kuroo's stomach.
"I missed you more," Kuroo said fondly, taking the other man's face in his hands so he could make him look up and finally see his lover's face.
"You said you'd only be gone for five days," Kenma huffed.
"Yeah, I know. Sorry. But I'm back now, isn't that what's more important, hm?" Kuroo said sweetly, stroking Kenma's cheek who leaned into the touch.
Kenma didn't say anything as he once again buried his face on Kuroo's stomach.
"Come on, kitten, we can't stay here. Let's move to the couch," Kuroo said, moving a bit to nudge his lover off him.
"No, I'm not moving," Kenma said stubbornly, hugging Kuroo tighter.
"I'll be the one to move you then."
Kuroo removed Kenma's hands around him and moved it to his neck. Next, he grabbed Kenma's thighs and wrapped it around his waist. Kuroo squeezed Kenma's ass before finally standing up. Kenma let Kuroo do what he wanted.
"Was so bored without you here," Kenma said, kissing his lover's neck.
"Fuck, kitten. Don't do that," the taller man groaned.
"Why?"
"I'm gonna get hard."
"Oh no, we wouldn't want that, would we?" Kenma teased, kissing up to the taller man's jaw.
"I wanted to take you out on a date first," Kuroo said through gritted teeth, sitting down on the couch when they finally got to it, with Kenma still on top of him.
He thinks it's possible that he'll never get tired of Kenma on top of him or wrapped around him. He'd take Kenma like this wherever he go if he could. He would if he could.
Kuroo couldn't help the pleasured "fuck" that came out of him when Kenma started to grind against him.
"Kuro, you haven't said my name yet," Kenma pouted.
Kuroo stared into Kenma's eyes and said, "I'm home, Kenma."
Kenma was obviously satisfied with that and replied, "Welcome home, Kuroo."
That was when he noticed what Kenma was wearing: one of Kuroo's shirts that was a bit big even on himself, and just a pair of boxers.
"Look so hot, Kenma. Have you been wearing my clothes while I was gone?"
"After three days… yes," Kenma admitted quietly, playing with Kuroo's tie.
The shorter man let out a surprised sound when Kuroo wrapped his arms around him and tugged him closer, kissing his shoulders that was easily accessible with just the oversized shirt Kenma got on.
"I wanna eat you," Kuroo said in a voice full of desperation onto Kenma's shoulder.
He missed Kenma so bad, he just wanted to throw the younger man on the bed and fuck him over and over and over , squirming on the bed while moaning and screaming "Kuro!" and "please!" and "So good---"
It was hard for him to not cum right then and there, with his filthy thoughts about the guy currently on his lap.
"Do it. Fuck, Kuro, do whatever you want with me," Kenma said, almost begging.
Something in Kuroo snapped when he heard the younger man say "fuck," not holding himself back when he bit Kenma's shoulder and sucked on it.
"K--- Kuro ."
In a second, their positions were flipped. It was Kenma underneath Kuroo now.
Kenma couldn't help moving his body to get more friction, he wanted to feel Kuroo's hard dick against his own. But Kuroo had a hold of his waist and was pinning him down so he couldn't, he could only grip the older man's shoulder as it gets filled with marks.
" Yes---please, Kuro."
"Hm, it feel so good~"
Kenma moaned like they were already having sex. Seven days. Who could blame him for being like this, really.
Oh yeah. Kuroo.
"Let's take this to the bedroom, kitten. Wouldn't want the couch to get dirty."
Kenma honest-to-god whined .
It took everything in Kuroo to not strip him off his boxers and just shove it in his boyfriend without even prepping. How did he get this lucky in life? It's a question he asks himself everyday.
"Kuro, let's just do it here, please? I'm ready, opened myself up for you since earlier," Kenma said in a small voice, circling his fingers on his boyfriend's chest.
Kuroo couldn't believe what he just heard, he put his hands on the younger man's ass again and Jesus H Christ it was true. Kenma was so wet.
"Okay, kitten, whatever you want."
Kenma hummed contently, knowing he has Kuroo wrapped around his finger.