Two Owls

Cafe*

Akaashi was still asleep when I woke up, it was creepy, but I watched his shoulders rise and fall as he laid on his stomach. 

I checked my phone, a few messages from an unsaved number. I looked at them and felt my stomach drop, 

Unknown: Hey, coffee around 9 sound good? 

Unknown: You didn't show for coffee.. I know that we didn't really leave things in the best way, but I was hoping to talk to you while I was in town. Can you meet? 

Unknown: Well, I'll be at the cafe next to the hotel all day, just ask for Damian if you want to talk. I really hope you show up. Here's the address- 

Unknown: attachment 1 image. 

I cursed, Why me? The stress that suddenly came over me and the turning pit in my stomach made me toss the phone to the ground. I looked back to Akaashi, the one good thing, the boyfriend that was healthy and good and safe. Safe, if I went to see Damien I would risk that safety, the trust that Akaashi has given me for no reason other than his too big heart. 

Something about his glowing skin and puffy sleep face were calming to me, and I let myself reach out and gently trace down his spine. He didn't stir, so I kept tickling his skin, feeling my fingertips go numb from the friction. 

Finally he pinched his shoulders together and stirred, his face rubbed into the pillow before he turned with his eyes on me, 

"Good morning," His tired voice made me smile, 

"Morning," I replied. I kept rubbing his back and watching him drift in and out of sleep. His eyes shot open and he grumbled, 

"That feels so nice Bokuto," He pushed himself up slightly, moving so his shoulder was pressing into my chest and laying back down. 

"Should I keep doing it or would you want to wake up?" I laughed, tickling the lower part of his back. He shrugged and brought his arms up to cross under his head. 

"I don't want you to stop." He was already falling back asleep. I moved to straddle his thighs, using both hands to lightly dance over his skin, gradually I turned the light tickle into a gentle massage, "Fuck," He muttered. 

I smirked, "Sore?" He didn't answer, but the way he moved with my hands let me know just how much he was enjoying this. As I increased the pressure I heard him start to whimper, a dangerous sound on my ears. I leaned over his back and rubbed the tops of his shoulders, I put my lips beside his ear and made sure they brushed it softly, 

"Stop making that noise." I hissed. His breath caught as he chuckled, he turned to face me more, 

"Uh," he faked a moan, but my crotch couldn't tell it was fake, "Just like that Bokuto...Deeper.." He was mocking me, but it was unfortunately working. 

"Enough," I got off of him, he whined and grabbed my arm as I got off the bed, 

"Come back, please." I shook him off and reached for my sweatpants. 

I heard him huff and puff, when I looked back he had rolled over onto his back, 

"Jesus Akaashi.." I bit into my lip as he'd drawn the blankets off his naked body, his hand began to travel towards the already excited member laying across his waist. 

He let out breathy moans and started to play with himself, part of me wanted to tear off my pants and get back in bed, but the look on his face told me to stay where I was. His mouth fell open, 

"Bokuto.." He moaned my name and I hissed, his hips pushing off the bed, He moaned again, my self control flying out the door and I threw myself onto the bed. He giggled but as soon as my lips covered his he was back to warm gasps.