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"AH FUCK YOU"
You wake up to the sound of insistent clicking and your obnoxious loud mouth of a boyfriend. You hear the muted voices of different people through his headphones. "I don't know, how about you disrespectfully suck my ass?" He goads into his headset, holding the microphone closer to his mouth for that crispy effect.
You slowly start sitting up, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes as you do. One look at the TV shows you that he is, in fact, playing Warzone with his high school friends. Without a shirt on. You sidle up to him, laying your head on his bare back. He turns toward you, flipping his mic up and sliding the headphones off of one ear.
"Good morning, princess. Sleep well?" He gives you a light kiss on the lips, pulling back with a smirk on his face.
"Well, I think I would've slept a little better if I wasn't awoken by your fish game," You say, teasingly.
"For the last time! I say cod instead of C.O.D to save time. It is not fishing, it's the pentacle of good gaming." He states, "Oh wait. My bad, you play gacha games. You wouldn't know."
"Well at least mine has a story and attractive characters," You say, huffing and crossing your arms.
He laughs and gives your forehead a kiss. "I'm just kidding, sweetheart. I'm sorry for waking you up, I'll try to keep the noise down." He slides his headphones back over his ears and lowers his mic, picking up his controller.
Tetsuro likes to play Call of Duty with his friends on Friday mornings. It's usually not an issue, since you open at your job every Friday. Today, however, you requested off to prepare for a weekend trip Kuroo planned. You decide to lay down on your stomach on the bed beside him, facing the TV so you could watch his game.
He gazed at you as you moved, only looking back at the screen when he heard footsteps approaching.
"Bo, BO he's on our ass at 5 o'clock. NO, NOT THAT W- idiot." You chuckle to yourself as you see his friend Bokuto's character lose all of its materials as it drops to the ground.
You heard a calm "You suck" on the other end of the headphones. You tapped Kuroo on his thigh. Looking down at you for a quick second, he pushed back one side of his headphones and hummed.
"How did you get Kenma to play with you guys?" You've known Kemna for years and they would never play a first-person shooter, especially if Bokuto is playing too.
Kuroo grinned slyly at you. "Let's just say I have some dirt on them now." You looked at him quizzically but when he put his headphones back on properly, you knew he wasn't planning on telling you the details right now.
You close your eyes to listen to the sounds of gaming. You don't know what it is, but seeing and hearing someone else game has always calmed you. You start to focus on the sound of Kuroo's deft fingers hitting different controller buttons, the sound of guns shooting erratically, and the muffled sounds of his teammates giving each other directions. You feel like you could go back to sleep just like this.
"AH HA BITCH look who's mom is getting fucked now. Kiss my entire ass!" One look at the screen told you his team won the match. You heard yelling and high-pitched arguing through his headphones. "I don't give a fuck if you're 12, you called me a slur earlier. Sucks now, don't it?" You hit him on the thigh for his comment and he laughed through the mic.
"Okay guys, let's break for 5 minutes and then hop back on. I'm going to get a snack really quick." He flips up the mic on his headset and takes them off, setting them on the bed.
He jogs out of the room. "While I'm in here, do you want anything?!" He screams from the kitchen. "A fruit cup would be nice!" You yell back. You kick your legs back and forth mindlessly as you inspect his game screen more. You zero in on his username to see if you can use it to tease him later. At the same time Kuroo enters the room again, tiptoeing through the door. Suddenly, you feel a hand come down on your ass, slapping it so hard you'll probably have a handprint for the rest of the day. You shriek.
"Tetsuro!" He falls into his spot next to you, cackling his ass off.
"I'm sorry," He somehow gets out between laughs, "They were poking out staring at me first, I swear!"
You try to rub the stinging sensation out of your ass. You whine as your hand passes over the spot he hit. It still hurt but the pain slowly started to turn into a nice heated feeling. You hope that Kuroo hasn't noticed the slight blush flushing your face at the feeling.
"Did you at least bring my fruit cup?" You asked him, still cupping your ass.
"Of course I did my sweet little fruit cup. Slow down on those or I might start calling you a cannibal." He presents the peach fruit cup in front of your face. You light up and instantly snatch it out of his hands.
"Woah there. It's not going anywhere, baby. You can chew you know."
"I am chewing." You say through a mouthful of peaches.
Kuroo lets out an exasperated sigh, taking a sip of the water bottle he procured from the kitchen. "It doesn't count as chewing if the whole cup is damn near gone. I thought you were going to eat the plastic for a second."
You finish the juice off in the cup and throw it in the waste bin in front of the TV stand. "Shut up. If I wasn't meant to eat it in a mouthful then it shouldn't be mouthful sized."
"Noo, sweetheart. You just have a Dyson vacuum as a mouth and I would know." He says, snickering.
You open your mouth in faux shock (because you should expect this after being together for 2 years) about to rebuttal when Kuroo grasps your chin in his hand. He took the opportunity to give you a real kiss. The way he massages your mouth with his tongue was almost devilish. He pulled away, grabbing your bottom lip with his teeth and playfully nibbling before drawing all the way back.
Kuroo grins mischievously down at you. "Hey, do you want to try something new?"
Just by the look on his face, you're a little doubtful. But with your curiosity piqued you can't help but nod yes. "Great." He drawls, grabbing your thigh and wiggling it a little. He picks up his headset and places it back on as if nothing happened.
"Sorry guys, I accidentally woke my girl up. We can continue now." He told his teammates on the other end. "SHE'S THERE? TELL HER I SAID HI!" You heard Bokuto yell. "Bo, I think she already heard you." "Oh." You prop yourself up on your elbows, leveling your mouth with his mic. "Hi Bokuto!" You reply. Kuroo smiles at you and you lay back down on the bed.
You try to pay attention to the game as they start back up but what Kuroo said earlier keeps buzzing around your head. What is he going to try? When? You're suddenly pulled out of your thoughts when you feel a hand on your thigh. You look up at Kuroo who is seemingly engrossed in his game but his hand tells a different story. He starts rubbing up and down your thigh, grazing the hem of your shorts. He looks down at you, a gleam in his eye.
You know that look anywhere. That's the look he gets whenever he tries out another risky kink. He can't be thinking what you think he's thinking. Kuroo's hand moved up into your shorts, teasing the outline of your panties.
"Kenma, lookout." He calls through his headphones, alerting his friend of an upcoming threat. His fingers started to caress your folds through the thin fabric of your panties, rubbing circles to make you want more. Your body starts to heat up as he started to rub harder. You looked up at him only to find that his attention was still on the game.
You whine, rutting against his fingers in a silent plea for more. "Ah fuck, that bitch just shot me," He says over his mic, "Hold on a sec, wait for me at the load out." He abruptly flicks the mic up and turns to you. "Aw, sweetheart. Already begging for more? Who said you could do that?" He smiles down at you before taking his hand from your shorts and wrapping it around the back of your neck, firmly pressing into the sides and forcing your body back down on the bed. "Stay. Still." He commands. You relax and he removes his hand from your neck. "Good girl." He praises. You feel your body heat up more. He wants to dominate you while he plays games and you're absolutely for it.
He flicks his mic back into place. "Sorry about that guys, had to check on the kittens. They were mewling up a storm." He gives you a sideways glance, smirking. "For the last time Bokuto, you have to ask Akaashi before I just give you a cat. I'm sure his hands are full with the parakeet you decided to buy because it looked like Hinata."
As he started to track down opposing players and continued his argument with Bokuto, you felt his finger creep into your panties again. Except this time, he started drawing circles around your hole. You put your hands around your mouth to cover a moan when you felt a finger start to dip inside. He continued that pattern, drawing circles and dipping his finger inside just a little bit until it was almost too much to bear. You see movement beside you and turn around. Kuroo switches to pressing buttons with his left hand while he moves to straddle your thighs. He sets down his controller when the coast is clear and peels your shorts off of you.
He shoots you a mischievous grin as he also pulls your panties down along with them. You lift your legs to help him get them off and pretty soon you're bare from the waist down. He flips his mic back down (that you didn't notice was up) to give instructions to his team members as they get ambushed by the rival group. He switches back over to playing with one hand and starts fingering you in earnest. He slides two fingers in from the beginning, curling them towards your belly button. Each push and pull sends a delicious electric feeling all the way to your toes. If you didn't need to cover your mouth before, you definitely need to now. You look back at him and see that his eyes are glued to the screen, attention focused on communicating with his teammates.
You can feel yourself getting close to climax quicker than usual. You feel your eyes start to roll back until Kuroo stops moving his fingers. You whine behind your hands but keep yourself from frotting back on his hand. You look back to see what he's doing. His eyes are still glued to his game but now there's a tent in his sweats. You can make out the exact shape of his cock, the tip making a small spot on red fabric. He takes his hand fingers out of you and uses his hand to push his sweats down. His delicious, veined member pops out ready to fuck you within an inch of your life. He gives himself a few strokes before rubbing it between your thighs.
"Look who's laughing now," He says through the mic after killing an opposing team member. The match is only halfway through but you want it to be over right now. Suddenly, he plunges into your wet heat. You draw out a moan as you're finally filled after being teased for so long. He starts to slowly fuck into you, both hands now back on his controller. It still seems like he's not paying attention to you but it turns you on even more to get used while he games with his friends. He repostions his hips and on his next thrust you're seeing stars. He starts to fuck into you deep and hard, taking a gasp from you with every thrust. He hits you G-spot with every thrust and pretty soon your toes are curling and your body starts to tighten up.
He flicks his mic up again and pulls out. Before you get the chance to whine and beg for more, he flips you onto your back and smacks your thigh hard. "Don't you dare cum with my permission, do you hear me?" He all but snarls into your ear. "Yes." You reply. "Yes what?" "Yes sir." You add. He caresses your face as he slides back in. He picks up his controller and flicks his mic back down. "Okay guys, one more round and then I gotta get off for the day," He tells his friends. At the same time, he starts to slowly pump into you again.
This time, you can see every expression he makes. Even though his attention is on the screen, you know you're getting to him. With every thrust, you can see his control being whittled away. You moan out loud after a particularly rough thrust and he breaks. "Actually, I have to stop right now. Text you guys later." He turns off his Playstation, pulling his headphones out of his controller and throwing both to the side. He grabs you by the hips and starts fucking into you in earnest, not even giving you a chance to breath. Each thrust is angled just right and makes you feel like you're head is going blank. You feel yourself tighten up again as you feel your orgasm growing. Kurro grabs your neck with one hand, slamming into you even harder. "Don't you fucking dare. I haven't given you permission yet." He continues to slam into you with all of his strength, hand still around your neck. Your eyes roll back as you try to hold your orgasm back. Kuroo looks at you and wipes the tears escaping your eyes. "Look at you, such a good girl for me. Go ahead, cum. Cum for me." His words sent you tumbling over the edge, vision turning white. You clenched hard around him as you came the hardest you've ever come in your life. You heard him grunt as your insides warmed, signaling his orgasm. When you came down from your high, both of you were panting.
"Holy fuck, that was hot," He said. "We should do that again." He rolled over you and laid down beside you. "You really like being choked huh?" Now that everything is over, you start getting a little embarrassed. "It was okay." You say, not wanting to boost his ego. "No no no, you were practically drooling. You should've felt the way you tightened when I grabbed you." "I don't wanna hear it lalala," You say, covering your ears to ignore him. "You can not hear all you want but you came really hard." You sighed as you mentally gave him the win for that one. You looked up at the ceiling and then remembered why you had requested off today. "We still have to pack for the trip," You say tiredly, rubbing your hands down your face. "I don't want to get up anymore." Kuroo gives you a gentle kiss on the lips.
"You think you're tired now? Sweetheart, this is just an hors d'oeuvre compared to what we're going to do on our trip" He gave you that signature smirk and cuddled up to you, ready to sleep.
This man will be the death of you.