Thread by @mmm_msby4

#kuroken

Something's wrong.

Oh yeah, something's /definitely/ wrong today.

Was it the summer air? Was it the weeks he's spent on a business trip? Was it the game he can't seem to finish? Hunger?

Why does Kenma think Tetsurou looked /extremely/ hot eating a goddamn apple?

When Tetsurou barged in Kenma's apartment, groceries on hand, Kenma stopped himself from jumping at his boyfriend and instead mumbled a "hey" then returned to his game.

Not that it was new to Tetsurou, this was always the case for Kenma, even if the last time they saw each other was 40 days ago.

"Hey, kitten. You eaten yet?" He asked as he took out several fruits and vegetables out of the bag and placed some on the empty fridge.

/What would Kenma do without me? Seriously, this baby./

Kenma, who has not had any food in his system since his flight landed 5 hours ago, mumbled a yes to his partner.

/Liar./ Tetsurou thought.

After a few seconds, Tetsurou plopped down beside Kenma with a bowl of apples.

Thus, the start of Kenma's suffering.

Veined hands went to pick up an apple from the bowl on the table and a flash of those hands on his neck was what Kenma saw.

/what the hell?/ Kenma shook his head from the thought and tried to concentrate on the screen in front of him.

Tetsurou saw it though, and thinking Kenma was adorable, he chuckled deeply.

With which, Kenma imagined that deep voice saying his name on his ears. He got goosebumps.

/I'm going to smack my head here./ He thought, staring at the table in front of him, forehead creased.

Tetsurou took a bite from the apple and some of its juice dripped down his hands.

Kenma was looking though, so Tetsurou carelessly said "No to waste." then licked his wrists while looking at Kenma.

Oh to have that tongue on his neck.

Kenma looked back at his game quickly, slowly losing his resolve.

/Get it fucking together./ was his vehement warning to himself. As if it'll stop him from sneaking glances at the man beside him.

As Tetsurou chewed and swallowed, that adam's apple of his moved up and down slowly (in Kenma's eyes), and made him think of Tetsurou under him, trying to hold back his groans of pleasure.

/Jesus, am I going crazy? What the hell is happening?/

"You okay, babe?" was what Kenma heard before he looked at Tetsurou, who, coincidentally, bit his lips, staring.

/Oh fuck it./ Kenma dropped his controller, grabbed Tetsurou's collar and kissed him.

This is not Kenma's fault. He had nothing to do with what's going to happen.

It wasn't because he was lonely or he missed Tetsurou or that he wanted to be man-handled by this man after a month of separation.

As Tetsurou kissed back, with lips that taste just like an apple, he lifted Kenma onto his lap and held him by the waist.

As tongues slipped in, and lips trying to overpower each other, Kenma, involuntarily (in his perspective), grinded onto Tetsurou.

This made Tetsurou pull away and Kenma to lean his lips back onto his, to no avail.

"What the fuck Tetsu?" He asked, pissed at the sudden distance.

"You miss me, kitten?" breathless and definitely with a hard-on, Tetsurou asked, lips dangerously close to Kenma's.

"Yes." might as well be honest, Kenma thought.

"Wanna take this to the bed?" Tetsurou asked, as he pressed himself on Kenma.

Releasing a shaky breath at the sudden pressure beneath him, Kenma whispered "Yes please." and bit down Tetsurou's lower lip softly.

So he was carried over to their bedroom, with Kenma glaring at the fruit on the table.

If he couldn't walk tomorrow, he'll blame it on the apple. Definitely the apple's fault. Stupid apple.

-fin.