Ship: kageyama tobio / hinata shouyou Fandom: haikyuu Major Tags: None. Other Tags: Making out, love bites Square: B2: teeth sinking into the spot just above your collarbone Word Count: 453
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“Hhhn,” Kageyama breathed. “Hinata—”
“Mh?” Hinata pulled back from Kageyama’s neck and looked up. He had a hint of that look—the slightly unnerving one he wore on the court sometimes. His eyes were wide and dark. Kageyama swallowed.
“You’re not—you’re not leaving marks, are you?” Kageyama asked.
Hinata frowned, his eyebrows scrunching together. “No. I’ve never left marks.”
“Oh. Okay. Good.”
Hinata pulled back a little further, looking Kageyama in the eye. “…Do you want me to?”
“What?”
“Do you want me to try, um, you know. Biting?”
“No!”
“Why not?”
Why would I want you to bite me?!”
“A lot of people like it!” Hinata said defensively. “How would you know you don’t like it unless you try it?”
Kageyama didn’t have an answer to that, but he didn’t want to give Hinata the credit for making a good point, so instead he just frowned harder.
“What about this,” Hinata said. “If we try it and you don’t like it, I’ll buy you your milk boxes for a week.”
Hm. That was actually a pretty good deal.
“…Fine,” Kageyama said. “Just… just don’t do it anywhere that the jersey doesn’t cover.”
Hinata nodded eagerly. “Sure! Is here okay?” He tapped the skin just above Kageyama’s collarbone.
“…Yeah.”
Despite having just given Hinata permission, Kageyama was totally unprepared for the sensation of Hinata’s teeth on his skin. The second he felt it he jerked back, nearly elbowing Hinata in the face.
“Hey!” Hinata complained. “What was that for?”
“…Sorry…” Kageyama mumbled. He clenched his fists around the fabric of his practice shorts in an attempt to keep them in place.
Hinata moved back in, a little more hesitantly this time, but no less persistent. His teeth scraped the skin above Kageyama’s clavicle, pulling it and nibbling at it in a way that wasn’t quite painful, but not quite comfortable, either. He felt hyperaware of himself in a way he’d never felt before, acutely conscious of every pinch, every tiny bite, every swipe from Hinata’s tongue. When Hinata trailed an open-mouthed kiss over the spot he’d been working on and sucked, Kageyama decided that maybe, he might like this biting thing after all.
“Nnh,” Kageyama shuddered the next time Hinata’s teeth sank into his skin. Almost immediately, Hinata pulled backwards, looking way too triumphant.
“See?” he said. “I told you you’d like it.”
Kageyama huffed. A small part of him wanted to deny it out of spite, but a much larger and more vocal part of him just wanted Hinata to get back to work. “Now that you’ve started,” Kageyama said, “you should finish.”
The dark-eyed, intense look was back on Hinata’s face. He nodded once and leaned in.
FILL: Team Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, T
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: None.
Other Tags: Making out, love bites
Square: B2: teeth sinking into the spot just above your collarbone
Word Count: 453
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“Hhhn,” Kageyama breathed. “Hinata—”
“Mh?” Hinata pulled back from Kageyama’s neck and looked up. He had a hint of that look—the slightly unnerving one he wore on the court sometimes. His eyes were wide and dark. Kageyama swallowed.
“You’re not—you’re not leaving marks, are you?” Kageyama asked.
Hinata frowned, his eyebrows scrunching together. “No. I’ve never left marks.”
“Oh. Okay. Good.”
Hinata pulled back a little further, looking Kageyama in the eye. “…Do you want me to?”
“What?”
“Do you want me to try, um, you know. Biting?”
“No!”
“Why not?”
Why would I want you to bite me?!”
“A lot of people like it!” Hinata said defensively. “How would you know you don’t like it unless you try it?”
Kageyama didn’t have an answer to that, but he didn’t want to give Hinata the credit for making a good point, so instead he just frowned harder.
“What about this,” Hinata said. “If we try it and you don’t like it, I’ll buy you your milk boxes for a week.”
Hm. That was actually a pretty good deal.
“…Fine,” Kageyama said. “Just… just don’t do it anywhere that the jersey doesn’t cover.”
Hinata nodded eagerly. “Sure! Is here okay?” He tapped the skin just above Kageyama’s collarbone.
“…Yeah.”
Despite having just given Hinata permission, Kageyama was totally unprepared for the sensation of Hinata’s teeth on his skin. The second he felt it he jerked back, nearly elbowing Hinata in the face.
“Hey!” Hinata complained. “What was that for?”
“…Sorry…” Kageyama mumbled. He clenched his fists around the fabric of his practice shorts in an attempt to keep them in place.
Hinata moved back in, a little more hesitantly this time, but no less persistent. His teeth scraped the skin above Kageyama’s clavicle, pulling it and nibbling at it in a way that wasn’t quite painful, but not quite comfortable, either. He felt hyperaware of himself in a way he’d never felt before, acutely conscious of every pinch, every tiny bite, every swipe from Hinata’s tongue. When Hinata trailed an open-mouthed kiss over the spot he’d been working on and sucked, Kageyama decided that maybe, he might like this biting thing after all.
“Nnh,” Kageyama shuddered the next time Hinata’s teeth sank into his skin. Almost immediately, Hinata pulled backwards, looking way too triumphant.
“See?” he said. “I told you you’d like it.”
Kageyama huffed. A small part of him wanted to deny it out of spite, but a much larger and more vocal part of him just wanted Hinata to get back to work. “Now that you’ve started,” Kageyama said, “you should finish.”
The dark-eyed, intense look was back on Hinata’s face. He nodded once and leaned in.
“I will.”