"Well, that's interesting," says Bokuto, relinquishing the book without a fuss this time. Now that Tsukishima's this close, the Fukurodani captain has access to a wealth of information, every little twitch of his features and yes, the rush of blood to his cheeks. (Even his ears are blushing. Cute.) Most telling is how Tsukki isn't moving away, now that he has what he's after -- he's just staying in Bokuto's personal space, awkwardly straddling his thigh as though waiting for Bokuto to do it again.
Bokuto isn't that much of a bully, thankfully. In fact, he makes an effort just then to be downright gentlemanly, not even touching a hand to one narrow hip until he's sure they've gotten themselves on the same wavelength here.
"Hey, megane-kun," he says, voice dropping down near an intimate murmur. Their cheeks are almost brushing as it is, the slight height differential between them mattering very little at this angle. "Wanna get each other off?"
Tsukishima smells excellent up close, and Bokuto just knows a round of sex or two will loosen him up in exactly the way he needs. It's not all that different from a regular warmup anyway, it just feels better at the end.
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"Well, that's interesting," says Bokuto, relinquishing the book without a fuss this time. Now that Tsukishima's this close, the Fukurodani captain has access to a wealth of information, every little twitch of his features and yes, the rush of blood to his cheeks. (Even his ears are blushing. Cute.) Most telling is how Tsukki isn't moving away, now that he has what he's after -- he's just staying in Bokuto's personal space, awkwardly straddling his thigh as though waiting for Bokuto to do it again.
Bokuto isn't that much of a bully, thankfully. In fact, he makes an effort just then to be downright gentlemanly, not even touching a hand to one narrow hip until he's sure they've gotten themselves on the same wavelength here.
"Hey, megane-kun," he says, voice dropping down near an intimate murmur. Their cheeks are almost brushing as it is, the slight height differential between them mattering very little at this angle. "Wanna get each other off?"
Tsukishima smells excellent up close, and Bokuto just knows a round of sex or two will loosen him up in exactly the way he needs. It's not all that different from a regular warmup anyway, it just feels better at the end.