Thread by @Paintbrushyy

#Bokuaka // NSFW // Fishnets

Akaashi rummages through his drawers, pulling out shirts and socks and clothing that are long past needing to be replaced. He checks the socks for holes and tosses the ones with them. He holds a shirt up to his chest, looking down before balling +

it up and throwing it into the pile next to him. He's been wanting to clean out his closet for a while, and with his vacation coming up he finally decided to procrastinate packing by doing this.
Akaashi pushes aside a clump of clothes, but his fingers snag on something and he +

stops. he pulls it out, the long stockings coming out like a thread from a sweater. He pulls it up over his head until it snaps free. He looks at them, brows bunched. Where did he get these?
Akaashi stares at them for a moment, and then it clicks. Kenma gave him them for his +

22nd, the year Bokuto and him go together finally. Akaashi sighs and glares into the distance. He never wore them.
Akaashi looks at them closer, the soft fabric of the fishnet unusual between his fingers. He holds them out in front of him and looks a them. They are pretty.+

Akaashi shuffles towards the room door, looking around it towards the living room. Bokuto is occupied with a movie, so he shouldn't be disturbed, and Akaashi's curiosity is peaking. Without looking away Akaashi pushes the door closed, and falls forward to make it click shut. +

Akaashi gets to his feet, unbuttoning his pants and shimmying out of them. He kicks them to the side and then pauses, should he take his underwear off too? He looks down then at the stockings. They have a partial crotch, solid fabric filling the area with a triangle that hooks +

under. He turns them, it doesn't cover the ass though, only stops before it on the underside.
"Where did he even find these?" he whispers to himself, and turns them over again. Akaashi sighs and remembers he asked that same thing when he first got them.
Akaashi slips out of +

his underwear and pulls them on naked. They feel weird against his skin, and it's hard not to get his toes caught in the holes. But after a little effort and some whispered laughter, he's able to pull them up his body.
Akaashi steps in front of the full length mirror, turning +

and looking at his body. The waist band hugs his waist, not his hips, and it gives him tighter curves than he's seen on himself. He pulls at the crotch, adjusting himself and turning to look at his ass. He doesn't look bad in them.
Akaashi twitches an eyebrow and shrugs. +

At least he could say he wore them once.
Akaashi picks up his underwear off the bed and stands straight when the door creaks open.
"Keiji can you—" They both stop, Akaashi wide eyed looking at Bokuto with equal shock on his face. Akaashi's heart pounds in his chest, practically+

choking him as Bokuto stands stunned next to the door.
"I'm— I'm cleaning," Akaashi mumbles, and the blush rises on his cheeks. He sees Bokuto's ears start to burn and his mouth parts.
"How... how is this cleaning?" Bokuto whispers and it takes everything+

in Akaashi not to laugh or run away.
"Well, um... I found them, in the drawer." Akaashi stands straight, crossing his arm over his body and talking with his hand. Bokuto takes a step closer. "Do you remember my 22nd birthday? Kenma kinda— well remember how Kenma gave these to me+

? They were a gifts, and like I never wore them... before." Akaashi stops rambling, Bokuto incredibly close now, stumbling up to him. His hands gently reach for his hips and Akaashi can feel their cold touch through the holes in the fishnets. Akaashi's never seen Bokuto like +

this: completely entranced and speechless. Akaashi swallows.
Bokuto pulls on him, closing the gap between their bodies, until their hips press together. Bokuto looks down between them, watching where they touch. He pulls on the waist band then lets it snap. Akaashi flinches, +

the sting warming the area. He places his hands on Bokuto's arms, unsure what to say. But Bokuto speaks instead.
"Can I fuck you in these?" He's straight to the point.
"What?" Akaashi's eyes widen again and his hands tighten on Bokuto's forearms.
"Please," he whispers. Bokuto+

leans in, gently pressing a kiss under Akaashi's ear and it makes him shiver. It always makes him shiver when Bokuto is that gentle.
"I'm..." he swallows again, "I was kind of packing for our trip," Akaashi mumbles, looking away. It's not that he wants to deny him, but, well he+

does need to pack. And the way Bokuto is looking at him, he isn't sure how heavy he'd fuck him, it makes him nervous.
Bokuto presses another kiss to his cheek.
"I'll help you pack tonight. I promise." Akaashi half laughs and half shivers again. Oh god does he want to say yes. +

He sighs and Bokuto's hands wander down more, cupping his thighs and squeezing. Akaashi whimpers and he blinks rapidly, his head no longer clear.
"O— Okay."
Bokuto doesn't wait another second. He grabs the underside of Akaashi's thighs and pulls. Akaashi yelps, frantically +

grabbing onto Bokuto's shoulders, trying not to fall as Bokuto lifts him into his arms. He crosses his legs around Bokuto's hips and adjusts. Bokuto smirks at him and turns. He isn't gentle anymore.
Bokuto throws him into the center of the bed, Akaashi sucking in a sharp breath+

as he bounces on the mattress and then watches Bokuto with wide eyes as he undoes his jeans. He swallows and a whimper escapes, Akaashi knowing he's in for something intense.
His heart races as he looks up at Bokuto and watches him, trying not to let himself overthink. +

But when Bokuto finally pulls down his pants, kicking them aside with his underwear Akaashi finds his body growing hot, and his head emptying of any nervous thought. His mouth parts and he licks his lips.
Bokuto crawls towards him in just his black shirt and Akaashi finds +

himself upset that it didn't come off as well. He stops Bokuto with a hand to his chest.
"This off too," he demands, and pulls on the collar of the shirt. Bokuto looks down at his hand then back up to his eyes. He smiles and then tsks. Bokuto sits up on his knees and pulls +

his shirt off over his head, and Akaashi does the same, letting them drop off the side of the bed.
When Bokuto lowers down again Akaashi cups his cheeks and takes him in a kiss. It's desperate and it makes Akaashi lose hold of his breath. He lies back, Bokuto hovering over him +

and sliding a hand up his body. He curves into Bokuto's hand and lets his tongue slip out, moaning into his mouth. Bokuto pulls his leg up, running a hand under his thigh again. He hooks a finger over a thread of the stockings, and it snaps against Akaashi's skin. +

/// Break! I hit the limit. This fic might be a little long hehe//

Akaashi gasps a little, and he tightens his grip. Bokuto kisses his lips until they feel bruised, nipping at them and making them raw. And by the time he's done Akaashi is hard and his cock is weeping in the stockings. A dark spot has spread where precum has soaked through. +

He gasps when Bokuto pulls away, tilting his head to kiss along Akaashi's neck. Akaashi moves to make more space, exposing his throat, and looks between them. Bokuto is hard as well, cock swollen and pink as it bobs when he moves.
Akaashi runs his hands down Bokuto's chest, +

ghosting fingers over his pecs and abs until he reaches what he's after. Bokuto groans when Akaashi takes his cock in hand, stroking softly.
"Fuck—" Bokuto whispers and then bites into Akaashi's collarbone. Akaashi hisses, arching his back as the pain shivers through him. +

He shutters, and Bokuto sighs.
He kisses down the length of his body, licking at his nipples and biting into the soft skin of his stomach. He leaves marks like he always does, red and purple all the way down his chest. Akaashi is shaking by the time he reaches his cock. +

He licks at it through the fabric, mouthing at the imprint, strained and tight around Akaashi's cock. Akaashi whimpers and everything goes white for a moment, his eyes rolling and his legs trembling. Akaashi gasps, huffing each sigh until Bokuto stops. +

He moans and opens his eyes, looking at Bokuto between his legs.
"Turn on your stomach," Bokuto says and starts to push on Akaashi's hip. Akaashi quickly turns over, and Bokuto yanks his hips into the air. "I'm going to rip them." He doesn't ask permission, and before Akaashi +

can respond Bokuto's fingers are wedged into the holes and he tears them open. Akaashi whimpers at the sound of the thread snapping and how the stockings loosen just slightly. And then the cold wet feeling of Bokuto's tongue is on his ass.
"HA—" Akaashi moans and lurches forward+

Bokuto's touch is intense and desperate, making Akaashi hotter by the moment. Each time he takes a breath Akaashi feels Bokuto's grip hold tighter, and his tongue fuck deeper.
Bokuto licks the rim of Akaashi's hole, and then without warning plunges in. Akaashi's hands grab into +

the sheets, his cheek pressed to the bed. His cock throbs in his stockings and Akaashi wants to touch himself more with every passing second.
"Kou— I want—"
"No. You can't touch yourself." He always says that, Bokuto never wants Akaashi to do things himself, not when Bokuto +

has his hands on him. When Bokuto touches him, Akaashi is his completely.
Akaashi whines and adjusts his hips, trying to find any friction in the fabric of the stockings, but they're so tight to his body they don't move.
Bokuto sticks a finger in next to his tongue, curling +

it inside Akaashi and it makes him shake. Akaashi's mouth drops open, his entire body burning in Bokuto's hands.
"Kou— Please, just fuck me. I need you to— AH" Bokuto sticks in a second finger and his tongue, and Akaashi's cock throbs and leaks more.
Akaashi buries his face +

into the mattress and groans. He pushes back on Bokuto's hand and starts to fuck himself. Bokuto lets him, keeping still as Akaashi moans louder and rolls his hips.
Bokuto's spit drips from Akaashi's hole, and he can feel it cold on his skin, and then soaking into the fabric. +

Akaashi's hole flutters and he clenches down when Bokuto removes his fingers and tongue, the emptiness leaving him wanting more.
Bokuto reaches between Akaashi's legs, rubbing his palm over the length of his cock, and Akaashi moans again, arching his back to jut his hips out. +

But he doesn't let him have it for long. Bokuto takes back his hand only to pat on the inside of Akaashi's thighs. Akaashi knows what it means, after years of being fucked like this, he knows exactly what's coming.
Akaashi spreads his legs more, lowering his hips so they line +

up with Bokuto's cock when he kneels behind him. Akaashi's body tenses.
Bokuto lines himself up to Akaashi's hole and rubs his cock to the tight muscle. Akaashi whimpers and pushes his hips back. Bokuto doesn't scold him.
"Please..." he whines. Bokuto grips a palm to his ass, +

and massages it, squeezing and spreading his cheeks more.
"If I knew you'd look this hot in fishnets I would have bought you some myself."
Akaashi's body flares up, his chest burning with heat that spreads up his neck to his ears. He groans and buries his face into a pillow +

he's pulled from the head of their bed.
Akaashi holds tight to the pillow as Bokuto inches in, pressing further until Akaashi's taken all of him.
Akaashi shouts, Bokuto's cock stretching him until it burns, and tears perk in the corners of his eyes. His body trembles, and +

Bokuto doesn't move, letting him adjust.
But when Akaashi rolls his own hips, Bokuto knows that's an okay to keep going.
Bokuto shifts his hips, pressing them firm against Akaashi's ass, and holds his hips tight. He pulls out slowly and then without any more teasing slams in +

again. Akaashi cries out and jerks with the force. He holds tighter to the pillow but when it doesn't help he spread his arms and hold the sheets bellow him. He rocks as Bokuto fucks him, moaning with each thrust.
Bokuto groans, cock burying in Akaashi's hole, his ass sucking +

him up. He pounds harder and Akaashi's moans gets louder until he's practically screaming. Bokuto's cock presses right to his prostate, the angle deadly and perfect. Akaashi's body is almost at its limit, pleasure rushing through him with each push, Bokuto fucking him like he's +

a toy, and it makes Akaashi's heart race.
Bokuto grips into the fishnets, pulling on them to keep Akaashi's ass steady on his cock. Akaashi gasps, almost out of breath as he feels it racing towards him. The heat rushes through him as he feels himself get harder, and Bokuto's +

cock throb inside his hole. He's close and Akaashi clenches around him. He needs him more, his body begging for release as it shakes.
"Fuck, Keiji— You looks so hot," Bokuto moans, punctuating with a hard thrust and Akaashi cries out again.
"Kou— Kou I'm going—" He doesn't +

finish the thought before Akaashi moans loudly and spills into the fabric of the stockings. His hips shake and roll, his body trying to find friction. The cum soaks into the black stockings and Akaashi feels weak. But Bokuto doesn't let him fall.
He grips tight to his hips, +

pulling him up and continuing to fuck him. He pounds harder, his hips snapping against Akaashi's ass, the sound of their skin coming together echoing in their room. It drives Akaashi over another edge and without warning another rush of electricity shoots through him.
Akaashi +

// hit another limit. More coming soon. //

shouts, trembling. He whines and moans and wants to collapse, but Bokuto keeps his hips lifted and presses him into the mattress. His back aches as it bends, and he feels Bokuto's cock deep inside him.
Bokuto spreads his cheeks, grabbing his ass as he pounds into him and Akaashi+

cries.
"Kou! Kou please—"
"I know baby, just—" He comes without finishing his sentence, cum spilling into Akaashi's hole. He groans and slams into Akaashi.
Akaashi feels the hot liquid spread inside him, coating Bokuto's cock as he keeps thrusting, chasing his orgasm. Akaashi +

finds himself rolling his hips, even as they stutter, shifting them to feel Bokuto deeper.
"Fuck—" he whines, and squirms. He's overwhelmed and his body burns and stings from so much stimulation.
Bokuto's cock fills Akaashi with cum, until it's leaking out of his hole and +

dripping onto their bed.
He slows his thrusts, and Akaashi can feel his hips shake. He pulls out and Akaashi finally lets his body relax. Bokuto loosens his grip and lets Akaashi gently fall to the mattress, falling limp. Akaashi sighs and his eyes flutter at the feeling of the+

of the cum leaking out of him. He'll have to wash these sheets again.
Bokuto gasps, catching his breath as he climbs back over Akaashi's body. He presses a kiss to Akaashi's shoulder and then the nape of his neck.
"You... are beautiful," Bokuto whispers between kisses and +

Akaashi chuckles. He turns his head to the side, and Bokuto presses a firm kiss to his cheek.
"You just like the stockings," Akaashi says, but out of the corner of his eye he sees Bokuto shake his head.
"Uh uh, I like /you/ in the stockings."
Akaashi chuckles again and then +

sighs.
Bokuto rubs his back, pressing more kisses down his spine, and then over his ass. It shocks Akaashi when Bokuto licks his hole again, cleaning the cum. He sucks in a breath and shivers, his body heating up again.
"No more, Kou. I'm sore."
Bokuto pulls away, and soon +

Akaashi feels his presence above him again.
"Okay okay, I'll stop." He presses another kiss to Akaashi's neck, burying his face there. "I just love you. That's all."
Akaashi feels his cheeks bloom with warmth at his comments and he smiles as he smothers his face into the pillow.+

He sighs, and then look to the side again, looking at Bokuto.
"I love you too," he says and Bokuto's smile beams, looking down at him like he's the best thing in the world.

//END

lol cheesy ending but like I can't help it they're just perfect.
Hope you enjoyed! Follow for more Bokuaka!
#Haikyuu #Bokuto #Akaashi #Threadfics #hq_anime #fanfic