You slid your hands from Kuroo’s shoulders, up his neck, and intertwined them into the back of his head, pulling his face close as he nuzzled into your shirt.
“Yeah, maybe we should go to my room,” you whispered, the aching between your thighs starting to get the better of you.
“We can stop whenever you like,” he whispered back, tracing his lips back up to your jawline as he pulled you to a more upright position.
Your lips locked with his as he stood up, one of his hands grabbing your ass to hold you against his torso as he made his way to the door. Instinctively you wrapped your legs around his body while you kissed messily. The move from lounge to bedroom was slow going because Kuroo couldn’t see very well and had to stop occasionally to check his bearings but finally he got to the bottom of the stairs and stopped to press you, back first, up against the wall to adjust himself and also to get a good feel of your ass.
You tilted your head to the side more, his lips and yours making a vacuum seal as your tongues fought and played together.
“Getting hotter there,” Kuroo commented in a raspy voice as he pulled back from the kiss a little, his breathing rate increasing significantly.
“So are you,” you whispered back, your heart beating wildly against his chest as he tilted your head further to the side and bit into your neck lightly.
A small gasp of pleasure escaped your lips and he let out a devious chuckle.
“Ohh? The kitty-cat purrs, does it?” he teased with a mischievous chuckle, “I like those noises.”
“Keep doing what you’re doing and I just might make some more,” you quipped back, your lips finding his again quickly.
He pulled your body against his again then turned; slowly making his way upstairs and ever closer to your bedroom.
Time seemed to slow down as you continued to kiss, completely unrushed and comfortable in each other’s arms- knowing you two weren’t going to be interrupted at all.
As Kuroo made it to your room he pushed your door open with his foot and broke from the kiss long enough to see where your bed was then walked over to it and dropped you backwards onto it, immediately crawling up between your legs and pushed his lower half into yours to apply some much needed pressure against that incessant throbbing there that had started when you had been downstairs on the lounge.
After kissing a little more he made his way down your body, fingertips dragging at your clothes as they slid to the top of your pants.
All that could be heard in the room were small sounds of huffing and soft groans of yearning as he slowly tugged at your pants and kissed your hips and lower abdomen as they became exposed to him.
“This is my favourite spot right here,” he whispered as his irresistible amber eyes flicked up and locked onto yours while he dragged his tongue along the soft skin just above your pelvic bone.
“That tickles,” you giggled, grabbing onto his head and doing a small crunch, your body responding reflexively to the sensation of his hot, wet tongue that your sensitive spot.
“Would it tickle if I went a little lower?” he whispered in a husky voice, a lopsided smirk pulling at his lips as he pulled your pants down a little more and exposed a small portion of your pussy to him- but he wasn’t looking there, he was still gazing up at you.
“Somehow I don’t think it’s gonna tickle,” you whispered softly, watching as he poked his tongue out a little and dragged it along your slit. “Ohhhh~,” you breathed, breaking eye contact and rolling your head back as your hands smacked into the bedsheets and gripped hard to raise your hips while he pulled your pants down that little bit more.
“Can I take them off?” he whispered, “it’s ok if you don’t want me to…”
“No, I want you to,” you replied hurriedly, looking back down at him and helping pull your legs out of your pants and panties so that he could continue unrestricted by your clothing.
As he threw your pants and panties on the floor he grabbed for the bottom of his shirt and in one quick movement flicked it up and over his head to reveal a body you didn’t even think could exist on a real human.
“You sure you’re not a fictional character?” you teased, eyes bogging at his indescribable physique.
Sometimes I feel like a fantasy,” he said in a teasingly smug voice.
“Pfft, the humbleness,” you replied sarcastically, kicking him gently in the gut with the heel of your foot.
Like a flash he grabbed your leg and raised it up over his shoulder then crouched and lay back down, scooping his hands under your ass as he pushed his upper body against your pussy.
“Mmmm,” he hummed as he kissed and licked along that soft spot just above your pelvic bone again.
“That tickles,” you squealed, grabbing onto his hair and tugging it gently to try and pull him up.
He looked up at you with a grin and you smiled lovingly down at him then tenderly reached for his fringe and slowly pushed it out of the way so you could see his full face.
“What?” he asked when your eyes widened.
“You’re hot with your fringe down and out of the way, that’s not fair,” you leered.
“Oh?” he hummed, sliding back a little and dropping his mouth to your pussy and kissing it a few times, “for that comment I’m gonna make you scream.”
“Why does that sound like a threat?” you teased, moaning a little as his tongue slipped between your folds and swiped your clit.
“Because it is?” he leered, “I want the neighbours to know my name by the end of today.”
You gasped as he licked and sucked your pussy, gripping your fingers into his hair and pulling his mouth against you to create a little more pressure there.
“Dont be afraid to make some noise now, I like a responsive crowd,” he quipped.
“Is this a volleyball match?” you moaned, writhing under his mouth.
“Yep, ’cause I’m about to do a service ace,” he leered, running his fingers either side of your pussy lips and spreading them so he could focus on your clit.
You gasped again and let him spread your legs while he worked, your hips rolling up against his mouth as you scrunched your fingertips into his scalp.