Kenma stills but doesn't release Kuroo's cock from his hand when he lets out that exclamation, and what happens next startles him so completely that he goes full deer-in-headlights. It's so sudden, the shift from Kuroo at rest to Kuroo shuddering and thrusting and expelling massive amounts of cum all over himself - and all over Kenma as well, or at least his hand and part of his forearm.
It's the first orgasm he's seen that isn't his own, and he's never had one that was anything like that. He jerks himself off when his body insists that it's time and thinks of nothing but the sensation so it'll be over quicker, and the climax usually amounts to a sticky puddle in his palm and a warm, pleasant sense of relief. Kuroo looks like he just ran a marathon or fought his way through a whole gang of criminals or something, so shaky and short of breath.]
That... [Kenma stares down at his soiled hand. Looks up into Kuroo's flushed face. Back down at his hand.] ... I didn't mean to... make that... happen...
[He feels hotter than ever. His clothes feel like they're woven of lead. His skin feels too tight for his body.
For perhaps the first time in his life, Kenma is horny.]
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Kenma stills but doesn't release Kuroo's cock from his hand when he lets out that exclamation, and what happens next startles him so completely that he goes full deer-in-headlights. It's so sudden, the shift from Kuroo at rest to Kuroo shuddering and thrusting and expelling massive amounts of cum all over himself - and all over Kenma as well, or at least his hand and part of his forearm.
It's the first orgasm he's seen that isn't his own, and he's never had one that was anything like that. He jerks himself off when his body insists that it's time and thinks of nothing but the sensation so it'll be over quicker, and the climax usually amounts to a sticky puddle in his palm and a warm, pleasant sense of relief. Kuroo looks like he just ran a marathon or fought his way through a whole gang of criminals or something, so shaky and short of breath.]
That... [Kenma stares down at his soiled hand. Looks up into Kuroo's flushed face. Back down at his hand.] ... I didn't mean to... make that... happen...
[He feels hotter than ever. His clothes feel like they're woven of lead. His skin feels too tight for his body.
For perhaps the first time in his life, Kenma is horny.]