“What are you scheming, you scheming captain, you?” you asked him as he approached you.
“Ah, you’ll just have to wait until tomorrow,” he replied with a mischievous grin and he grabbed you in his still sweaty arms.
“Should I be scared?” You hummed suspiciously, putting your hands on his damp torso and pushing back against his iron gripped arms, like a cat trying to escape a cuddle.
“Nahhhh~,” he sung, “we’ll have a great time.”
“Mmhmm,” you hummed, turning your head to the side and giving him the side eye.
Thursday after school, Kuroo walked you home like he usually did and you kissed him goodbye on your doorstep.
“It’s gonna be a late night,” he whispered into your ear as he nibbled along your neck.
“How late?” you whispered in reply, closing your eyes and tilting your head away so that he could access your soft skin better.
“I’ll keep you up all night if I have to,” he rasped in a low voice.
Suddenly your pussy developed a heartbeat and a small huff of delight escaped your parted lips.
“I look forward to it then,” you replied, running your fingers up into the back of his spikey black hair and gripping into his scalp a little.
You finished off your little intimate session and he stepped back.
“Be ready 10pm,” he said before turning and walking off down the path to the gate.
“Oh, you can bet I’ll be ready. I’m ready right now!”
Still thinking about what could possibly be in store later that night, you turned and unlocked the front door.
As you pushed it open you were greeted by a very stern looking Mrs Happy and you jumped with fright a little.
“Oh! Sorry,” you said sheepishly, “I wasn’t expecting you there…”
“I come tomorrow,” she said as she picked up her bag from the bench by the door and walked past you.
“Ok uh, thank you for today…” you called out after her as she marched away.
You shook your head and headed inside to see how pa was doing.
“Who’s that?” he warbled back.
“Me!” you said brightly.
“Are you a cute, me? Or not a cute, me?” he asked cheekily.
“Definitely not cute,” you replied.
“Ahhh, yes! You’re right… not cute at all. You’re beautiful.” Pa said in his gentle old man voice when he saw you come into the room.
“How was your day, pa?” You asked with a smirk, kissing him on the cheek.
“Well…” he said in an unsure voice, “I told Mrs Happy I thought she was just marvelous and that I would like to go steady with her and she slapped me on the face!”
“Pa! Oh my god!” you gasped, “oh no…”
“I know she liked it,” he added, “she said she would come again tomorrow. If she didn’t want to date me she wouldn’t be coming back.”
“But still,” you said with concern, “please… don’t push it.”
“We even had cabbage soup for lunch and she spoon fed me!”
“Oh…. well that’s… cute.”
“And she gave me some of my special brownies to eat!”
“Pa! You shouldn’t tell too many people about your special brownies and cookies,” you whispered, “I don’t want people thinking we’re a crack house.”
“This house has lots of cracks!” Pa replied, “heck… even I have a crack!” He pointed behind himself- to his ass- with his good arm then cackled to himself about his joke.
“Pa, oh my god,” you touched your hand to your forehead and took a deep breath in through your nose.
“And how was your day, sweetums?”
“Oh… good… Tetsuro lost the practice match but he still played amazingly.”
“Tell him that defeat maketh the man.”
“Isn’t it ‘manners maketh the man’?” you asked.
“Well not any more it isn’t!” Pa said with another chuckle.
“You’re a silly one, pa,” you giggled, leaning in the give him a kiss on the forehead then stepping back, “I’ve got some homework to do then I’ll be down to make dinner, ok?”
“Oh! Mrs happy made extra of the cabbage soup so we can eat that!” Pa said excitedly.
“Uh… ok, uh I’ll see if there’s something I can make for myself but I’ll heat up more soup for you.” You smiled then headed for the door, “better make sure I’m ready for 10pm!”
It was a little before 10pm that you heard a small stone hit your window pane and you looked over at the window and put your phone down on the bed… then picked it back up immediately.
“Oi… phones exist, just tell me that you’re outside. You don’t need to be breaking my windows,” you sent to Kuroo cheekily.
“I’m here,” he sent back and you chuckled.
“Ok coming,” you replied, jumping up and grabbing a jumper before getting to your door and checking out down the hall before flicking your bedroom light off and sneaking down the hall, down the stairs, then out the front door.
“Hey baby,” Kuroo greeted, complete with black hoodie up over his head.
“Hey,” you replied with a big grin as you jumped into his arms.
He hoisted your body up against his and turned around, walking back to a car that was waiting on the road outside your house.
“Who’s car is that?” you asked as he carried you towards it.
“Dabi’s,” Kuroo replied, reaching for the back door of the car and opening it.
“Got the prisoner?” Dabi asked from the front seat, one arm resting over the steering wheel and the other hand resting on the gear shift.
“Yep,” Kuroo said as he ducked down and squeezed both you and he into the backseats of the car, “she’s very willing to be kidnapped.”
“When my captor looks like a sex god, what can I say?” You thought, opting just to grin at Kuroo as your thirsty thoughts played out in your mind.
“Let’s go, Dabi, take us to utopia,” Kuroo said, thumping the back of the headrest to signal that it was time to go.
“Eager, rooster head?” Dabi mused, pulling away from the curb.
You and Kuroo clipped yourselves in and off you went, driving through all kinds of streets.
As you continued on, the houses got more and more spaced apart and you got into more country areas.
“Where are we going?” you asked Kuroo, holding his hand as you looked out the window.
“Ahhh, you’ll see,” Kuroo said with a knowing smirk, “it’s called utopia, and you’ll love it.”
“Not suspicious at all,” you replied.
Kuroo squeezed your hand. “Just wait and see.”