(A/N) Hi hey I've never actually written boyxboy smut but I've always wanted to try because I've written everything BUT boyxboy and boyxboy is the best. So I might fuck up and I don't really know the best terminology for some things so just bare with me, worst comes to worst just ignore it lol. Also I'm a bit... descriptive(?) sometimes, so beware.

Bokuto managed to hold himself together as he pleasured his little lover.

The luxurious noises that erupted from Akaashi as Bokuto kissed his stomach and neck are away at any reserve Bokuto had over himself.

After his initial outburst, Bokuto showered Akaashi in kisses, his breath tickling his neck and ears. But he would not bite Akaashi. He would not litter Akaashi's porcelain skin with hickies.

He dragged his lips about Akaashi's collarbone, down to his nipples, which he kissed around and tweaked with his other hands. Akaashi moaned in delight, and Bokuto could feel himself twitching between his legs.

Bokuto took it slow, attempted for everything to be sensual and nice for Akaashi. He didn't want to overwhelm his baby, he didn't want to hurt him either. However, Akaashi wanted more, and was quite verbal about it.

"C'mon, I know you can do better than this~.." He managed, but his voice cracked and morphed into a moan.

Bokuto froze. Eventually, he laughed hysterically. "Y'know, those were just baby steps in case you couldn't handle it." He then gave a hearty laugh, before trailing off into a devious grin. "I'll take control now, my dear, pretty boy."

He decided to move. Perhaps it wouldn't be comfortable to make love on a table the first time. If they even actually did.

Would Akaashi actually have sex with Bokuto? Even drunk, would Akaashi allow that?

He lifted Akaashi, and they toppled down onto the mattress. Bokuto straddled Akaashi, and their hungry lips devoured each other. Bokuto's tongue skimmed his bottom lip, and Akaashi parted his lips more to allow entrance. Their tongues clashed together, and their hands fumbled on each other's bodies.

Bokuto kissed Akaashi roughly on his lips, and his mouth eagerly made its way to his throat. He left a trail of hickies and love bites of the entire color wheel, blooming into flowers of purple, pink and bloody red.

Akaashi will have Bokuto's head in the morning, but he didn't mind. Throughout the entire ordeal, Akaashi's voice could be heard, whimpering in pleasure and possibly pain.

Soon, Bokuto met the elastic of Akaashi's boxers. He scooted down, his hands rubbing Akaashi's smooth thighs. He kissed his pretty little setter's hip bones, leaving encouragingly dark hickeys, and jumped to his thighs, his fingers and his lips rubbing circles into his thighs.

A soft mewl arose from Akaashi, and Bokuto paused, raising his head and grinning. "Now, Akaashi is this what you were talking about-.."

Bokuto didn't have time to finish the thought, for Akaashi sat up and rolled them over. "Do you want me to be on my knees, or towering over you when I make you cum the first time?" Akaashi purred.

Bokuto shivered involuntarily. "Your knees?"

Akaashi nodded, pushing back to his knees. He waved his hand, gesturing for him to stand. Bokuto moved to his knees, and pushed off his palms. When he finally stood, Akaashi thumbed at his boxer's, and paused a moment before pulling them down. Bokuto stared down at him, and swallowed hard. Akaashi blushing was almost to much to handle.

Almost lazily, Akaashi tantalizingly pumped Bokuto's shaft with his hand. Akaashi looked up at him again, and his tongue flicked over the tip of Bokuto's stiffness. His breath hitched, and he reached down and pushed Akaashi's hair off his forehead and past his ears.

Akaashi smirked seductively. "Ah, so that's something that makes you squirm..?" He leant his head forward once more, this time engulfing the head of Bokuto between his lips, and swirling his tongue about. Bokuto sucked in breath through his teeth.

"Mm, oh my god, Akaashi..." He choked out. "Mm-.. More." He squeezed his eyes shut as Akaashi heeded to his request, pulling in more and more, the suction increasing each second. He tilted his head back, but it snapped back forward as he felt hollowed cheeks around his manhood. His eyes are up the image of Akaashi on his knees, with his eyes shut, and his hand stroking as his hollowed out his cheeks against the upper half of Bokuto.

Bokuto bit his lip as Akaashi batted open, and they watched each other throughout most of the process. His rod was slick with Akaashi's saliva, and the pace increased as Akaashi devoured his lover more and more deeply.

Bokuto felt a stir in the pit of his stomach, and he resisted the urge to thrust into Akaashi's mouth. At one point, Akaashi tried to deep throat.

His luscious suckling's pace shifted into a languid, enticing drift, up and down. His lips stopped sliding up, and parted from the shaft altogether. He placed his hands on Bokuto's hips, rotating his head side to side, attempting to ease Bokuto's thickness further into his throat. He was unsuccessful in completely mastering it in one go, sadly. Bokuto felt Akaashi's throat tighten up, and he pulled his lips away. He frowned, his face flushed.

Bokuto had been holding his breath and moans inside his chest, and he huffed out, before placing his hand on Akaashi's cheek. "Keep going?"

Akaashi nodded sheepishly, casting his eyes down slightly, before enveloping Bokuto in the wet warmth of his mouth once more. This time, he slowly thrusted along into the hollowness of Akaashi's cheeks.

His breath became erratic, and he shuddered with pleasure. "I'm-... I'm gonna come soon, Akaashi..."

But Akaashi only continued, not acknowledging Bokuto's words one bit. Bokuto bit back moans, along with his lips, as Akaashi continued to throw him over the edge.

He released inside Akaashi's mouth, and pulled out of his mouth, accidentally squirting some onto his cheek.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry. Oh my god, let me just-..." Bokuto leant down with his hands forward, but Akaashi surprised him by using his own thumb to wipe it away, and stuck it between his lips, and slowly cleaned his finger.

"Oh, oh holy shit." Bokuto breathed, pushing Akaashi onto his back, assaulting Akaashi's already swollen, red lips with his own. His fingers traced down Akaashi's stomach, and squeezed into his boxers. His big, calloused hands grasped Akaashi's length, causing a tremble and delicious squeak.

He hooked his fingers beneath the elastic, and yanked them down and tossed them away.

He hesitated. "Akaashi? Do you have lube? Or condoms?" He asked as Akaashi lurched to his touch.

"L- Lube... In my bag over there..." He managed through a gulp.

Bokuto nodded and jogged to the plastic table across the room. He opened the organized little "satchel" and withdrew a bottle of lube.

He'd ask why Akaashi had something like that handy later on.

"Do you want to... Y'know...?" Bokuto asked quietly, raising the bottle to finish his point.

Akaashi pushed himself onto his elbows. His eyes avoided Bokuto's, his face and neck flushed, and even the tips of his ears were pink.

"Do-... Do you?" Akaashi asked. "I'm not really drunk anymore Bokuto. I mean, if you think it's disgusting I understand we can just pretend...-" Bokuto interrupted him by jolting forward, tilting his chin up, and gently taking Akaashi's lip between his.

"Akaashi... I love you."

The blackette blinked. Once, twice, three times, and a smile pasted itself into Akaashi's face. Tears welled up in his eyes, and their lips ghosted together.

"I love you, Bokuto. I love you so much." He lightly shook his head to emphasize his words, before cupping Bokuto's cheeks and stealing another passionate, open-mouthed kiss.

They laid back once more, a hot and heavy kiss being shared, and their hips pressed and grounded against each other.

After a few moments, Bokuto impatiently rolled Akaashi onto his stomach. He crawled onto his frisky lover, kissing the back of his neck, and leaving more little trails of possession along the muscles and shoulder blades of Akaashi's back. He then grasped Akaashi's hips pulling them up to a more accessible angle, after reaching his back dimples and planting a peck of each one.

He reached for the discsrded bottle of lube, uncapped it, and squeezed a reasonable amount onto his fingers. Bokuto spread Akaashi apart, teasing his puckered entrance with his slippery thumb, before rotating fingers, and sliding his middle finger into a moaning Akaashi.

He began to slowly pump his finger into Akaashi, assuring himself that Akaashi was not in pain with every gasp. Soon, he tried for his index finger, and slowly, as he dripped more lubricant onto his fingers.

Akaashi sucked in a breath as it touched his skin, and released a breathy moan as he continued to spread him little by little.

"Ahh-... Bokuto... Please.. More." He whispered heatedly.

Bokuto leant over him as he slid a third finger in ever so gently, resulting in Akaashi's shaking forearms and groans.

"Anything for you, my pretty little setter.." He teased.

He added more lubricant every so often, and Akaashi dripped everywhere, whether it be sweat or lube or precum, and Bokuto was in the same position.

"Bokuto... Fuck me.. Please..." Akaashi pleaded.

Bokuto's almost feral instincts took over. He removed his fingers, and poured lubricant onto his cock. He rolled Akaashi once more so their burning eyes would meet, and shifted his hips upwards for the right angle. Before pressing it against Akaashi's entrance, he assured the lube was properly applaid.

He pushed into Akaashi slowly, and immediately received a succulent cry. He slowly rocked his body back in forth, his hands moving from Akaashi's hips to right beside his ears.

He whispered to Akaashi, questioning if it felt good.

A vigorous nod was his reply, as well as a moan resulting with the end of a stroke.

He then questioned about the pain, and accidentally pushed the entire thing in as he leant forward. Akaashi's mouth opened wide as he cries out, and his eyes widened.

"Ah, Bokuto, it's both... Nng..." Akaashi sputtered, his hands shifting from Bokuto's waist to his forearms.

His nails dug in suddenly, more and more with each pump. Bokuto's bemused expression led to thoughts of experimentation, as he began to focus more and more on one spot.

This idea, Bokuto decided, was a wonderful idea.

Beneath him was a drooling mess known as Akaashi, one which mewled divinely, and bit his lip constantly. One who begged for Bokuto over and over.

Yes, it was a heavenly choice.

Soon, Bokuto began to near the end of his ride, his own pants joined those of a messy Akaashi, who clung to Bokuto's muscular arms for dear life. His thrusts became deeper, harder.

He wanted Akaashi to orgasm before him though.

Bokuto shifted more weight onto his left arm, and he used his right to stroke Akaashi between his legs. As well as this, as the cherry at the top of the sundae, Bokuto put even more power and direction in his thrusts, which seemed to be driving Akaashi into an intense high.

He wanted to hear Akaashi say his name. His real name.

"Keiji... I want you to say my name... My actual name." He husked out, his strokes quickened.

His beautiful little setter obliged. The air was filled with cracks of Akaashi's voice and breathy outcries of 'Koutarou.'

In moments, Bokuto witnessed the exquisite sight of Akaashi Keiji melting into pleasure, as cum splattered over his stomach.

In the next few moments, Bokuto pulled out. The fire raging in his lower abdomen exploded at last, and released onto Akaashi's stomach.

Panting, he collapsed next to his little lover as the final waves of his orgasm crashed through. He grabbed his shirt from beneath his back, and wiped off Akaashi's stomach. He scooted close to Akaashi, and lazily tossed his arm over his sticky lover so that he could play with Akaashi's damp hair.

"Who knew it was such a workout?" He panted dryly. His head lolled to the side, their eyes meeting. Akaashi's blinks were slow and tired.

Bokuto shrugged. "I definitely didn't." His eyes trailed about Akaashi's smooth features, and his handsome face, his dark, wet hair. His body and face gleamed with sweat, and Bokuto noticed his own sweat.

Bokuto smiled softly, eying Akaashi's lithe body. "God, you're so beautiful." He murmured, his golden eyes searching the big turquoise orbs of Akaashi.

Akaashi flushed red, even more so than before. Bokuto didn't even think it was possible at that point. Burying his face into Bokuto's chest, Akaashi pulled closer, entangling their legs together wrapping an arm around Bokuto's waist.

"Kou...? I love you.." Akashi said, kissing his neck.

"I know, I love you," Bokuto whispered, sliding his forearm beneath Akaashi's head for a pillow, and wrapping the other around his back, and pulling the blanket on top of them.

"Let's just hope you're not to sore tomorrow..." Bokuto laughed, and Akaashi gently pinched them.

I think his ears managed to get a little redder.

Bokuto kissed the top of Akaashi's mop of wet hair, and shut his eyes.

Maybe they'd get a little sleep that night.

(A/N) Wow hello welcome to 2000+ word chapter club Jesus. if you made it this far thank you so much for reading. It really means a lot to me, and if you liked if, I hope to keep you happy!! Wow this chapter is sinful. THE FILTH I need to be bathed in holy water brb

muchos amor,
writer-chan