![]() At the bathroom, Kenma let Kuroo in and glanced between the halls before closing the door and sliding the deadbolt into place. Everyone that they did pass though seemed completely dismissive, so for that Kenma was grateful. Luckily on the way they didn’t run into Bokuto, who they agreed would probably salivate all over the fresh cut fruit. The bathrooms weren’t very far away, and the pair took a small detour to the linens closets to pick up a towel. “Then, let’s go,” Kenma paid him no heed at all and made for the door, Kuroo right behind with the grapefruit in a plastic container. “Right, well, I’m ready,” Kuroo announced and his expectant, smug grin gave all sorts of meanings to what he said. ![]() It was his favourite, no grapefruit juice or even any other juices for that matter were getting on this. “I suppose we should do this in a bathroom or something, since the article said it’d be messy…” Kenma rose and made sure his things were in order before he took off his hoodie. “As you were saying,” Kuroo said mildly as he took out a cutting board and indeed readied the grapefruit. “No,” He said as he powered off his phone and stuck it in the pillow case of his designated futon. “Unless you want to,” Kuroo’s sharp eyes shot a spark or two at Kenma, but Kenma shut his eyes in exasperation. “No, no, they were just on sale!” Kuroo waved his hand as he made his way to the small shelves to put the other five grapefruit away, leaving one out to find a knife. “We’re not gonna…use all of those, are we…!” “I suppose we should do this in the…-” Kenma started to speak when he heard Kuroo come back into the Nekoma room, but his words got caught up by the sight of Kuroo holding a whole bag of grapefruit. As he left the room, no one in the training camp suspected a thing as his transition from a giddy boy to a slick deviant was seamless - not even his own teammates. “Well, then, go buy a grapefruit,” Kenma said and returned to his phone, Kuroo hyping out a ‘yeah!’ as he hopped to his feet and threw triumphant fists in the air. A smile threatened to grace Kuroo’s face but his effort was valiant in trying to restrain it, so all Kenma could do was let out a breath. “You want to,” Kenma said and looked back, to see Kuroo’s devious eyes flicker from the space around Kenma’s phone to Kenma himself. “According to the author…” Kenma began, trailing off as he moved between browser tabs and typed, “It does.” Now, from being friends for so long coupled with Kenma’s keen ability to intuit solutions, the silence that plateaued afterwards had him stop and look up into the distance as he realised something. “Does it really work?” He asked as Kenma began scrolling around too fast for his eyes to keep up with. “Blowjob technique…something-something sexpert…cut off the top and bottom of…a grapefruit?” Kuroo spoke that last word with surprise and, truth be told, his interest was more than piqued. As he skimmed the article from Kenma’s tiny phone screen, he mumbled words here and there to himself. Kuroo got up and walked over any ways, sitting behind Kenma and looking over his shoulder. “An article,” was all that Kenma said, as if it were enough of an explanation. He saw Kenma’s little golden eyes moving along in small lines then snapping back to start again, like a typewriter. “What is it…?” Kuroo asked, not moving from the layout futon but not looking back to his sports magazine either. ![]() Kuroo looked over more than curiously, to see a small quirk to Kenma’s lips. “Hey, Kuro,” Kenma spoke, rousing Kuroo’s attention. Practise safe sex! Use a condom, even for blowjobs. Pairing: Kuroo / Kenma, Yaku, Inuoka, Daichi, Bokuto Five Times Fic where Kuroo uses a grapefruit, of which one time he helps someone else do it. Also, this turned out twice as long as I projected…so, I hope you enjoy! ![]() In which Kenma stumbles across an article of curiousity and Kuroo can’t help but be enticed. ![]()
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