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Nothing but Time
Chapter 8: Ranelle has Returned
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I'm doing a double feature today: two chapters posted, and the second WILL have the man, the myth, the legend's appearance.

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Nothing but Time
Chapter 9: They Call Him Spines
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Erm, guys, he (Kuroo) is right behind me, isn't he?

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Ok I wrote a blurb

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him, Kenma can only hope that he walks home in cum soaked underwear again, but this time, it'll be his own mess running down his thighs.

Who knows? He might just get lucky.

//That's all for now, Idk about a part 2, I'm lazy!

I do not spell check; it's against my religion.

Kenma nods and buries his face against Kuroo's chest, eager to get home already. Kenma wants more, but he is all too familiar with how much the four of them enjoy foreplay, and that means he's got a ways to go.

In the corner of the old bar, with hands and a tongue ruining +

shoulder, just to keep from collapsing.

"Yeah, he is. He's so greedy, trying to hold back little moans while he's getting all this attention." Kuroo leans into Kenma, "We're all gonna head back to the flat in a little while, and you can thank us for making you feel so good." +

that alone tells Kenma that he's in for a rough game.

"Your cum is so good." Akaashi whines, looking up at Kuroo.

Bokoto pulls the panties down enough to wrap his hand around Kenma's cock and stroke casually, "He's so turned on, what a slut."

Kenma has to grip Kuroo's +

above Keiji's head.

"Guys..." Kenma moans, barely audible with the bar music blaring, "I'm gonna... I'm gonna cum if you keep-"

"No, you won't." Kuroo says, "You're gonna wait. We just want to play. You can hold back until I say so." He curls his fingers inside of Kenma and +

and his fingers slip into Kenma, coated in his own cum after a quick swipe over his ass to wet them. It turns Kenma on even more to see that Kuroo still hasn't acknowledged what's happening, even as Bokuto takes a drink and moves his free hand to rub Kenma's hard little cock +

Kenma's will to fight is weak as Akaashi fully repositions to be kneeling, blocked from anyone's view by Bokuto and Kuroo. He sucks Kenma's inner thigh and works upward until he's outright lapping at the soaked panties, and Kuroo's hand slides under the back of the skirt again +

Kuroo and Bokuto don't pause their conversation, but it all clicks into place when Bokuto rests his hand on Keiji's head.

/They already knew./ Kenma realizes.

He's been fooled into the position of the night's entertainment, but Kenma isn't too upset with that surprise. +

his skirt downward to hide the panties, but he gasps when Keiji leans in under the protection of the dark area they've settled in. Keiji licks Kenma's inner thigh without warning, and Kenma feels Kuroo's hand on the back of his neck. +

to have Akaashi do something like this, they've fucked many times in their wild nights as a foursome, but Kenma still finds himself panicked.

"Oh..." Akaashi whispers after only seeing the cause of Kenma's actions for a moment, "I see."

"Uh, don't-" Kenma begins to push +

time he's been so anxious about it.

"I'm fine, really." Kenma whispers, "Just making sure I'm not flashing people."

With a cheeky grin, Akaashi bends down to check on the status of the skirt, "I'm sure it's okay. Let me take a look." Now, it isn't intimidating for Kenma +

"Nothing. I'm just enjoying the vibes tonight. Why do you ask?"

"Because you're standing weird, you keep moving around and fixing your skirt. It's short, sure, but you seem more nervous than usual." It isn't the first time Kenma had worn the skirt out, but it is the only +

It is becoming clear that Kuroo has no plans to do that; he always was a master at riling Kenma up and then making him wait hours before being rewarded.

Akaashi shifts closer as Bokuto starts explaining the prep for the upcoming game season. "What's up with you?"

Kenma shrugs,+

rim of Kenma's glass, coating it in a light layer of his own cum. Kenma was throbbing; he could hardly contain himself. The bathroom at the back of the bar is calling for him to drag Kuroo inside and bend over the sink to be fucked into oblivion. +

slips beneath Kenma's skirt, and he takes advantage of the dim bar to finger a little cum into Kenma without changing his expression in the slightest.

"How's training?" Kuroo asks Bokuto as he casually keeps their friends distracted so he can wipe his fingers casually on the +

Kuroo from across the bar. "It's always a unique sensation, being bold." He smooths down the skirt and discreetly wipes his inner thigh to check for any wetness.

It only takes a few minutes for Kuroo and Bokuto to return with drinks, and as Kuroo hands his to Kenma, his hand +

fluidity. You don't need to be nervous about it." He can only assume Kenma's tense expression is due to the clothing; little does Akaashi know, he's right... just not about which items are causing Kenma's squirming.

"Mhm." Kenma smiles, half-hard beneath the skirt and eyeing +

"You look like a whore right now." Kuroo whispers to Kenma before stepping away to hug Bokuto and grab drinks. Akaashi joins Kenma, noting the suppressed look of discomfort quickly.

"Hey," Akaashi smiles, "I like the outfit. It's nice to see you being comfortable with your +

sticky from the slight spill of it out of the sides of the skimpy underwear.

Once they enter the bar, surrounded by their friends within seconds, Kenma is unable to ignore the sensation of it. He squirms from time to time, sensing the threat of even more spilling out. +

get beneath the hem and remind Kenma endlessly that he's a debauched little pervert. It helps that Kuroo cums a /lot/. Kenma has had a full mouth more than once if Kuroo is pent up enough, unloading an insane amount of cum without warning.

Because of that, Kenma's thighs are +

while only he and Kuroo know. This, Kenma thinks, will be a lot of fun.

...

The walk to the bar only a few minutes from their flat is a quick method of showing Kenma how unique it felt to have cold, wet panties on beneath a hardly functional skirt. It allows the breeze to +

to wear these out and feel my cum against your cute ass all night."

Kenma raises his eyebrows and plucks the panties, completely drenched, out of Kuroo's hand. He's never imagined trying this, but it's hot; it's always arousing to Kenma to be wearing a toy or plug in public +

returns to the bathroom just in time to witness Kuroo cumming onto the panties in his free hand. It's beautiful; it always has been.

"This is interesting, what are you up to, Kuroo?"

Wordlessly, Kuroo holds the lacy little item out, soaked in white. "Put them on, you're going+

bedroom, where his clothes are already laid out. The skirt Kuroo has consistently enjoyed seeing Kenma in, a thin, nearly see-through tank top, and nothing more, is waiting for him.

Kenma doesn't question Kuroo, he hardly does when things get horny. After a minute or two, Kenma+

Kenma grin and blush.

"Oh yeah?" Kenma takes a step closer, but Kuroo shakes his head. "I can't help?" Kenma pouts.

"Get dressed, I want you ready within five minutes." Kuroo closes his eyes and groans, which makes it far more difficult for Kenma to walk back into their +

without pausing his fun, "I've got your outfit picked out already. You're wearing that little skirt tonight."

Kenma is undeniably aroused by Kuroo's actions and words; it's never been boring to watch Kuroo masturbate, but when there was clearly a specific purpose, it makes +

It begins when Kenma walks into the bathroom to clean himself up for the evening, but the normally boring room is occupied by Kuroo, leaning against the wall with a pair of lacy panties in one hand while the other is busy jerking him off.

"Hey," Kuroo pants, staring at Kenma +