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Kinky + Angst?

Current loudest idiots: Blue Locks, Narutos, Crow Hogan, Kageyama, Nishinoya, Lolopechka, Epel, Natsuo, Tamaki, Bakugou( let him subbbbbb), Inosuke, muichiro,
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Kinks Most Wanted: wetting, orgasm control/denial, dubcon, power imbalance, dacryphilia, humiliation, blackmail, free use, sloppy seconds, bdsm scenes, TPE (total power exchange) relationships and more
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"Shoyo!" Oikawa whined after him. "¡Maldito seas! ¡Eres una pequeña perra!" He pouted at the door, pouted at Hinta whom he could see through the glass of the door, watching the shorter man down the drink he had just ordered.
He took a breath and looked around, eyes settling on Kageyama. "Hola," he said. "Er, shit, I speak almost nothing but Spanish now."
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"...Hi," he says, inclining his head in a slight bow. Maybe he should've made a run for it. It's been a long time since the two of them have talked and yet he feels right back to his high school self.
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He turns, yells opens the door. "You hear that! You're a puto!" Then he slams the door and the door. "Mierda," he scowls, before turning to look at Kageyama. "I guess I should," he said. "Walk me to my hotel, Tobio?"
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“Why?” Kageyama can’t think of a single reason Hinata would think that. Hinata doesn’t even know what he and Oikawa had gotten up to in high school and well what is there to say about that or anything else. Kageyama had been sure he’d just been a footnote for Oikawa.
“Mm,” he agrees to walking with him.
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He stretched and hummed. "We, Shoyo and I, met in Brazil a few years back." He poked Kageyama's cheek. "We're good friends now, he and I. And we talk, a lot. Mostly about you."
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His brows furrow again and he tilts his head away at the poke, and in spite of himself flushes. "Complaining or something...?"
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Oh yeah, they've talked about sleeping with Kageyama. Or rather, about him sexing Kageyama up since Hinata's attempt had been awkward all around. But that didn't matter. "Sometimes how adorable you are. All the parts of you."
In case it was clear.
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"..." Well if he didn't get it at first.
"Why would you...?"
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"All good things, I promise," he said.
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"Why are you telling me?"
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He poked Kageyama's cheek again as they came to his hotel.
"Wanna come up with me?" he asked.
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"... Okay," he says. He's come this far after all so he might as well follow Oikawa to his room.
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"Mhm," he mumbles, the tips of his ear pink. He still wants to ask why a billion times but he's biting it back and following Oikawa to his room.
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With a grin, Oikawa pulls Kageyama towards the stairs. It's not that late, so there are people walking around, watching TV or chatting amongst themselves in Spanish, a few wave at him, and he waves back. One person asks what he's doing with Kageyama, and he responds with, "Sólo voy a ponerme al día con mi kouhai."
'Kouhai' just translate well into other languages because Japanese is one of the most respectful languages in the world.
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More importantly, what is Oikawa thinking?
His mind is blank when he tries to put it together. When they finally get to Oikawa's door he lets out a breath he'd been holding. "What were you saying before?"
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He opens the door, pulls Kageyama inside, then quickly shuts and locks the door behind him.
"Make yourself comfortable."
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"Can you tell me what this is about yet?"
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Sober enough to know the difference but saying what he wanted to say when he was completely sober would be far more impactful.
Once free from his shirt, he pointed dramatically at Kageyama.
"And when I tell you, I don't want you to be able to say it was just the drink speaking."
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Kageyama inhales when Oikawa pulls off his shirt, his eyes lingering on his body, similar and yet very different from high school, he’s tanner. What hasn’t changed is how much Kageyama likes everything about Oikawa’s body. He looks away as the other is pointing at him, ears a bit pink.
“This is stupid,” he mumbles.
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He hangs up his shirt and then looks expectantly at Kageyama. "Well? Are we going to have sex or not?"
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Oh. That’s what this was about. Kageyama felt heat creeping up the back of his neck. For some reason the possibility Oikawa might have dragged him back here for sex hadn’t even really crossed his mind.
He hasn’t really done it at all since Oikawa stopped. No one else had really captured his interest that way. But now, Oikawa is shirtless and being so blunt that even Kageyama can’t misunderstand.
“Okay,” he pulls his shirt off, standing up and dropping it on the back of the chair. Nervousness twists a little inside him as he fumbles with his pants next.
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Then go on and win gold for the Olympics.
Best plan ever.
Down to his underwear, cock half hard, he walks over to his bed, cupping Kageyama's jaw and leaning down to kiss him. "I want you, pretty boy."
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Kageyama had shed his pants too, dropping it over the back of the chair again. He swallows heavily as he looks over Oikawa. He isn’t drunk himself and well… he wouldn’t need to be to ever have sex with Oikawa. Still, he really doesn’t get it why.
“Senpai..” he trails off as soon as he starts, eyes focused on him and instinctively leaning into his touch. He’d missed him, missed being touched by him too. He kisses back, unpracticed and after so long a little shy.
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