《kenma kozume: let's play》k f u
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everyone stood somewhere on the court with their partners. me and kenma were standing by the net next to kuroo and the girl he chose.
she was really pretty, but kuroo wasn't looking at her
"have you played before"? kenma asked me.
i looked at the floor and shook my head.
he smiled and bounced the ball on the floor so i would look up.
"it's fine, i'll teach you".
i tried to hide my blush.
kenma made my legs weak.
thinking about the bathroom.
it was our secret.
i can't believe he let me see it, i can't believe i'm the person he got hard for...
"let's try a receive". he said blowing a strand of hair out of his face.
"alright". i said squatting a bit.
"do you know what to do with your arms"? he asked.
i shook my head no embarrassed.
"stay there". he said walking around me and grabbing my arms from behind.
he bent them and clasped my hands together.
"hold them like this".
he whispered in my ear, it made me feel dizzy.
like i was overheating.
"make sure you don't get too tight here". my eyes shot open as he grabbed onto my waist, his thumbs pressing into my back.
"okay i won't". i said dazed.
he walked back in front of me.
"okay i'm gonna toss it up lightly, and you hit it like this". he said demonstrating an easy receive.
i nodded. "ok".
not really sure if i could do that or not.
he threw it up. and i kept my arms together, hitting the ball back to him.
i smiled. "i did it"! i said jumping up.
he smiled. "yeah you did".
"you're a great teacher". i said excitedly.
he looked around and blushed.
"i guess". he said lowly.
the jersey was so comfortable.
i actually can't believe he's letting me wear his uniform.
"does this uniform look good on me"? i asked him jokingly. he blushed even harder.
"yeah". he said back.
my face went pink.
"really"? i asked.
"yeah, i can see your boobs through the little holes if i look hard enough".
my face was red now.
"you pervert". i said squatting to the floor and covering my chest.
"just kidding". he said standing over me.
"if i could see your boobs, you would know".
"how so, am i supposed to read your mind"? i asked confused.
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"no, i just wouldn't stop staring". he replied tossing the ball into the air and catching it.
"kenma i want to hold it". i said feeling brave.
going into the bathroom with him.
everyday, just opening my mouth for him.
not even getting to lick it, simply just tasting the cum. it wasn't enough.
"okay". he said.
my face lit up.
REALLY!
i can't believe- "here". he said tossing the ball to me.
i wasn't prepared and it hit me right in the nose.
i dropped to the floor and kenma got down on his knees next to me.
"i thought you wanted to hold it". he said in a monotone voice.
"wrong... it". i said letting my head drop.
my nose started bleeding and kenma helped me up.
the coach barely batted an eye, no one seemed to care much. he just said to go to the office and get tissues to stop it.
kenma showed me the way to his office through the locker room.
when he opened the door, i was surprised to see a gaming chair by the coaches desk.
"why does he have one of these"? i asked shocked at how expensive it was.
"he said the normal roll chairs hurt his back, so he spent a lot of money buying a gamer chair". kenma laughed.
"that's hilarious". i said.
he doesn't even game, yet he has one of the top chair models out right now.
"it is really comfortable though, coach doesn't allow anyone to sit in it, but when me and kuroo come in here to get stuff we always sit down".
"what a bad boy". i said laughing.
but it really came out sounding weird.
"are you being kinky or something"? kenma asked.
i blushed and covered my face. "NO"!
"try the chair while i get some tissues from the closet". he said opening a door in the room.
i walked up to the chair and sat it in. immediately realizing how comfortable it was.
it sure must have been worth the price.
if i had a chair like this, i could game all day.
kenma closed the closet and handed me tissues.
my nose wasn't bleeding much. so i wiped away the few drops and threw the napkins across the room into the trash.
"i think i'll buy one of these". i said to kenma.
his eyes went wide.
"those cost a lot of money you know".
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i shrugged. "it's fine, i'll ask my dad".
kenma raised an eyebrow.
"is he in the mafia or something"?
i laughed.
"no he's a game developer".
kenmas eyes went even wider.
"oh my god really"?! he asked walking closer.
"yeah he owns gamecore". i said back.
i'm sure kenma wouldn't be the type to use me for money.
kenma visibly lost his cool.
"that's amazing". he said. his voice even cracked a little. it was.. adorable.
i started to spin in the chair, and kenma watched me.
"don't watch me you creep". i said spinning faster.
kenma tried to stop the chair but i kept spinning.
coming back around, i grabbed his arm and pulled him into the chair.
he fell on top of me and i kept spinning.
kenma started laughing.
"stop". he said trying to hold my legs still.
"you're heavy". i said surprised at how he could weigh so much. "it's my muscles". he said standing up.
"yeah right". i said laughing.
he turned around. "oh"? he asked.
"what"? i said with a smile on my face.
"wanna fight then"? he asked.
"you'd lose". i said confidently.
he walked forward and pulled me by my arm out the chair.
i stood up in front of him.
eye to eye.
"hit me". i said.
he quickly put his hand behind me, and pulled me forward by the waist.
he smiled in my face. "i wouldn't do that". he smelled so good.
"then how will you fight me"? i asked.
"i would choke you". he said smiling wider.
i glanced down and back up.
"i'd grab your hands before you could".
he put his hands in the waist band of his shorts, by his thumbs he held them in there since he didn't have pockets.
"i don't need my hands." he said back.
once i understood what he was implying i blushed.
"but i thought we were going to fight now". i said.
he ran his eyes down my figure, and looked back into my eyes.
"i don't see why not"? he replied.
"but coach". i said feeling cautious.
"coach wouldn't leave them out there alone". he said back.
"but they would know, we can't be in here that long".
i started looking at the door, i was getting nervous about kenmas surprising nerve, he was care free.
"are you saying that you're bad at sucking dick"? he asked. i was beyond shocked. my eyes opened, and my jaw dropped.
wha-?
"i didn't say that". i said defending myself- i think.
"if you're good at it, then we shouldn't be in here long at all". he smiled.
"but i've never really done that before". i said holding my own hands together and looking at the floor.
"but you seem so eager to suck mine". he said getting a little closer, whispering in my face.
"why is that"? he asked.
"i- i don't know. i don't even know what you mean". i said feeling his breath on my face.
"i always know when someone's watching me, you look at me so much, i know what you're thinking too. you want to fuck me but you don't even know how to suck my dick? y/n that cute face, and those dirty thoughts are gonna get you in trouble". he said staring into my soul. he was speaking so soft, but so harsh.
"i do know!... i- i do know how to suck it, you just put it in your mouth". i said biting my lip.
"and then what"? he asked pushing my head up aggressively.
"and- then you lick it, and try to fit it all in your mouth".
i said barely whispering.
"what part of that- sounds fun to you"? kenma asked making me think.
"it's more like a chore right"? he asked so close now i thought we would go through each other.
"but not if it was with you, you make me want to". i said back.
i was starting to look down at the floor again.
he pushed my head back up and i gasped when he did.
"you're more timid than me". he laughed.
"you don't seem so timid". i said back.
"i'm so interested in you, something about you makes me so angry, i want to fuck you everytime i see you". kenma said glaring.
he backed up and walked out the door with a quick pace.
my fast beating heart was trying to follow him, and my brain was trying to understand what happened.
kenma wants to fuck me.
:) well then that's nice...........
KENMA WANTS TO FUCK ME. ?!
oaktree- merry christmas 😭💀
anyways. let's see what happens next.
i can't believe kenma would SAY THAT omg. 🙄
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