My pleasure to bring in this salty boy. Enjoy!

Kei Tsukishima – Kiss #17 – following
the kiss with a series of kisses down the neck

Leaning against the wall of the gymnasium, Kei watches you
as you move about with Yachi-san and Shimizu-senpai, all three of you looking
rather lovely in your formal gowns. To him you always look lovely but especially
tonight in that dress. Colored black,
of course, and floor length it is the picture of elegance but it’s the plunging
neckline that makes his heart race. Somehow you’ve managed to look both
completely sensual and completely innocent, a combination that is currently testing
his level of self-control and hormones are in the lead by a wide margin.

He notices some bold second years making their way to the
three of you. Glancing to the right, he sees Nishinoya and Tanaka are already
on their way to protect Shimizu-senpai and by proxy Yachi-san; but you’re his and they know it. Closing the distance
quickly with his long legs, his hand touches your lower back. As you turn to
look at him, he casts a look over your head; the idiots are moving on, looking
for less watched after females.

“There you are,” you say beaming up at him and he has to
work to keep his eyes trained on your face. You’re not even showing that much
skin but it’s just enough to entice him. “I never realized how large the gym
is,” you comment looking around. It’s your first time coming to Karasuno.
Living as far as you do and with the rarity of time he gets to spend time with
you, Kei monopolizes it when you’re in town, keeping the two of you as far away
from the volleyball nuts as he can.

But tonight is their end of season banquet and thankfully
you were able to convince your parents to let you come and stay the weekend at
Yachi-san’s, for which Kei is immensely grateful, going so far as to sneak a small
pack of her favorite colored pencils with a simple thank you note to her bag
that afternoon. The blonde had blushed three shades of red but was beaming when
she found them.

A sudden thought makes Kei’s lips curl up in a devious smile
that he drops as your eyes return to his face. “Come on,” he says tugging your
hand, “I wanna show you something.”

You grasp the hem of your dress, heels clicking against the
wood floor as he leads you outside towards the block of buildings which house
their club room; he still has the key from helping earlier with the
preparations. Unlocking the door, he walks in, pulling you after him.

“What are we do-“ you ask but your question is cut off by
Kei’s lips on yours kissing you hungrily. Pleasantly surprised at his sudden
turn of affection, you kiss him back, running your hands up his back.

Kei pulls away after a few moments, making you gasp when his
lips trail down the side of your neck, going lower and lower. “Kei,” you
whisper, clutching his jacket, one part excited and one part nervous.

At the sound of his name, he changes direction heading back
up but doesn’t stop kissing you until his mouth is level with your ear. “I really like this dress on you,” he confesses
then kisses your lips once more.

You stay there until Daichi comes looking for
his errant middle blocker, invoking embarrassment in you and smug satisfaction in
your boyfriend. Kissing you breathless is worth the “dad” look he gets as he
hands his captain the key before leading you back to the gym.