- ', [rivals] ꒱ ➳ kuroo x reader

- ', [close call] ꒱

I could not believe this was happening.

Not even a full two weeks ago, I hated Kuroo with every inch of my being.

And now, here I was, pinned against the wall in my own bedroom as Kuroo hovered over me, his hands holding me in place.

His lips nipped at my neck, his touch soft but firm as I threw my head back in reflex, grabbing onto Kuroo, arms wrapped around his neck to pull him closer to me. He kissed his way up to my mouth, lips grazing mine in teasing, subtle ways

Kuroo's hands dropped down to my waist and around, slowly making their way under my shirt, the cold touch startling me for a moment as I pushed myself closer to him, letting out a soft gasp.

He separated his mouth from mine, smirking at my expression, and I could feel my face heat up.

"Are we really doing this...?" I looked at him, and everything about the way he looked back made my heart pound against my chest.

"Only if you want to."

Fuck it. Years of tension met as I grabbed Kuroo's shirt, twisting it in between my fists as I pulled him close to me, pressing my lips against him, open mouthed.

Our tongues met as Kuroo leaned further into the kiss, our mouths moving at a constant pace, working in sync with each other.

His hands touched me everywhere, and his hands dropped even further down to my ass, grabbing onto it as I lifted myself, wrapping my legs around him.

Our lips didn't part for even a second, kissing him like I needed it to breath. He carried me to the bed, placing me down gently.

He pulled away from the kiss, placing his hands on my face as he used his thumb to rub against my cheek, a jolt running through my body at his gentle touch. 

"I've been waiting for this."

Holy fuck. Kuroo's hands tugged on the edge of my shirt, and I raised my hands to make it easier for him to slide it off. 

He pressed me down on the bed and his lips grazed my neck, down to my chest, sucking against the soft parts of my skin.  My breath nearly stops as he pulls away, smiling at the marks he's left.

"Kuroo..." I look at him, whispering, "My mom... she might come home early."

Yet another smirk forms on his face, "Well then, we'll just have to make the best of the time we have, right?"

"Right," A flip inside me switches as I pull him back against my face, my tongue making its way into Kuroo's mouth.

I sit up and reach for his shirt, pulling it off before I can stop myself, revealing his toned upper body. Guess all that volleyball training was good for something.

I grab Kuroo's arm, flipping the positions as he sits down on the bed, climbing onto his lap. I deepen the kiss before separating my lips from his, opting for his jawline instead as he throws his head back slightly, a soft groan escaping his mouth.

It's my turn to smirk as I feel him getting hard, swaying my hips gently to tease him, and he lets out another sound, one that pleases me, so I lean back in to kiss him but he grabs my face before I can.