HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I hope you have a wonderful day and enjoy this little gift!
“Did you enjoy your birthday, ____-chan?” Kuroko asks, carding his fingers through your hair where your head lies in his lap.
You let out a long contented sigh, opening your eyes to look up at his sweet face, melting at the tenderness found in cool blue eyes. “It was wonderful, Tetsu, I loved having everyone over, especially after not seeing them for so long.”
He hums agreement, still petting your hair and you sigh, closing your eyes again, enjoying his touch. A comfortable silence ensues for a few moments but is broken when Kuroko says, “______-chan, there’s one thing I didn’t get to give you yet for your birthday.”
You crack open one eyelid, cocking up your brow. “Oh? And what’s that?”
“An orgasm.”
Heat floods your face at his unexpected answer, both your eyes flying open and your mouth gaping. Kuroko isn’t usually so… forthcoming when it comes to sex. Maybe it’s because it’s your birthday.
“Would that be… ok?” he asks, an undertone of hesitation, undoubtedly due to your stunned silence.
“Of course!” you exclaim, sitting up so fast your head spins, but that doesn’t matter because your wonderful, sweet and caring boyfriend wants to take care of you, to give you pleasure on your special day on top of throwing you a surprise party. “Wha… what did you have in mind,” you ask a bit breathless.
“I… I’d like to eat you out… with you on top of me,” he says, pink blooming over his cheeks.
You swallow thickly, heat pooling between your legs and you’re almost embarrassed at how wet you are from his admission alone. Slowly you nod your head and he smiles, standing from the couch and extending his hand to you; “Let’s take this into the bedroom, more comfortable.”
Again you nod silently, taking his hand, allowing him to lead you. Next to the bed, you undress one another, taking your time and pausing for kisses, their intensity growing with each article removed and press of skin.
You sigh under Kuroko, his body covering yours, pressing you into the mattress, the heat of his body warming your own. He kisses your neck, sucking the skin lightly then more firmly, his hand roaming over your chest to squeeze one breast then the other.
“Are you ready… cause I want my head between these amazing thighs,” he moans lowly in your ear.
“Ye… Yes, Tetsu, please…”
You feel more than see him smile, and he rolls to his back, crooking a finger. You obey the silent call, crawling up the bed and straddling his face. A gasp escapes you when his hands land on your ass, tugging you roughly down to press your glistening lips to his mouth.
He starts slow again, teasing your outer lips with his tongue, sucking one side and then the other, building the sensitivity. Your fingers grip the headboard tightly, your breath short sharp gasps and sighs, his name becoming the only thing you can remember. Finally, he flicks your clit, making your hips buck roughly.
“Sorry,” you moan.
He shakes his head. “Don’t be, ride my face, _____-chan, I want you to feel good, remember?”
You nod, take more initiative and grind your hips down, moaning loudly as his tongue grazes over and over your sensitive nub. He’s still holding your ass, molding the flesh between his fingers and moaning into your cunt, the vibrations shooting down your spine.
“Suck… suck it, please, Tetsu, suck my clit… let me come, please!”
“As you wish,” he says, doing just as you request.
It doesn’t take long for your orgasm to wash over you like a tidal wave, his name a shout on your lips as your thighs quiver in the aftershock.
Slumping to the side, your half asleep by the time he’s returned from the bathroom to wash up. He spoons up behind you, pressing a kiss to the back of your neck. “Happy birthday, _____-chan.”

