After the practice match, the winter sun had set in the horizon, and as they headed home, the night was already full dark.

Kageyama was slowly walking down the road as he was heading back home. Suddenly a figure appeared of vision; it was Hinata, quietly walking beside his bike, humming some undefined song.

Tobio approached closer to the boy, keeping his presence discreet. His thoughts went back to the afternoon, when he had passionately kissed his little friend. He frowned when he felt his heart beating faster in his chest.

“Why did I do that…? It was like my body moved on its own…” Kageyama thought, biting his lower lip.

He was still striding along, head down, a few meters behind Hinata. Or so he thought.

All of a sudden he felt something poking on his forehead, between his eyebrows. He froze in place, eyes shooting up in front of him. And there was Hinata, looking at him curiously.

“You should really stop frowning like this… You’re going to get wrinkles!” the young boy said, poking the forehead again.

Kageyama blushed a little at the sudden contact, “Mind your own business, shrimp!”

He gripped Hinata’s wrist and pulled the hand away from his face.

“Okay, okay! Sorry!” Hinata said, hands in the air. “Come on, let’s go, it’s freezing!”

They resumed their walk, standing side by side this time. The silence was a little awkward, and Kageyama kept peeking sideways at Hinata. The latter sighed.

“Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something you want to tell me?”

They halted their walk once more and faced each other.

Kageyama averted his eyes and scratched the back of his head.

“Well, um, you know… sorry about the k- kiss earlier…” he said, almost whispering.

Hinata’s eyes widened. “Oh…” he replied, blushing. “I- it’s okay! I shouldn’t have taken your milk… ha ha.”

Hinata swirled around and started walking forward again, hiding his rosy cheeks.

“Did you like it?”

“Huh?” Shouyo turned his head to Kageyama, who was looking at him with a weird expression on his face.

“Th- the kiss… Did you um… like it?” Kageyama repeated his question, taking a step towards Hinata.

The small boy hesitated, his cheeks clearly flushed. “Err, well I… didn’t… hate it.”

He was looking down, playing with the handle of his bike.

“Okay…” he heard Kageyama say.

Hinata raised his gaze timidly. Tobio was staring at him intently without a word; he was clearly thinking of what to say next.

“Do you… want to do it again…?” Kageyama finally asked, taking another step forward.

He was now so close that he was reminded of how small Hinata was. The latter met his gaze, eyes wide open; his lips were shaking.

“S- sure… why not.” Hinata replied, giving a small nod.

Kageyama gritted his teeth; the little shrimp was being unfair with his cuteness…

He caught Hinata’s wrist and, without a warning, led him a few yards away from the road. They ended up in a small kid’s playground, deserted at this time of the evening.

Tobio looked around, still holding onto Hinata’s wrist, and noticed that the slide had a sort of box/hut tucked under it; and without thinking, he pushed Shouyo inside the hut.

He realized then that he could barely stand inside and had to hunch forward. The two boys pressed tightly against each in this small box, and Kageyama could feel Hinata breath tickling his neck. He let out a shaky breath and looked down at his friend. He saw the blush on Hinata’s cheeks and could resist.

He leant further and brushed his lips on Shouyo’s. “Tell me to stop if you don’t want to…” he whispered slowly.

Hinata groaned and grabbed the collar of Tobio’s shirt, “You brought me here, so you better not back down!”

He nibbled at Kageyama’s lower lip before kissing him fully.

The mere contact made their legs give way under them and they ended up crouching on the ground. Hinata was pushed against the wall of the hut as Tobio hunched over him, straining their necks in weird positions.

They finally paused their kiss to catch their breath, forehead against forehead.

“Shit… why does it feel so good?” Hinata wondered out loud.

“I don’t know either… It’s too weird…” Kageyama added, suddenly aware of the bulging tension in his trousers. “Fuck!”

He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to make it go away.

He suddenly felt something touch his crotch area and his eyes flew back open. Hinata was staring at it with astonishment.

“I can help you if you want.” Shouyo simply stated, peeking up at his friend.

He seized the hard member through the clothes and squeezed a little, making Kageyama groan. The latter simply nodded once, averting his foggy eyes.

Hinata unbuckled Tobio’s trousers and lowered them just enough to reveal the boy’s erection. He licks his lips at the vision, which made his body really hot for some reason.

Kageyama was now up on his knees, eyes closed, and waited for Hinata to do something.

After a few seconds of expectation, he felt a tongue timidly lick the tip of his dick. He gasped, not really accustomed to such intimacy.

His voice came louder as Hinata’s warm mouth devoured his masculinity, moving up and down in a quick rhythm. The sensation was driving Kageyama insane.

And the lewd sounds of frictions and wetness made it even worse…

He pressed the back of Hinata’s head, gripping on his soft orange hair, and, as he was approaching his climax, thrust his hips forwards.

“Ngh!” he cried out in a last movement as he came into Hinata’s mouth.

Hinata coughed a bit, swiping the cum off his face as it trickled down his chin.

“Wow, that was… intense!” Hinata mused as he tried to stand up.

He held his hand to Tobio to help him do the same.

“You okay?” he worried as he saw his friend out of breath.

Tobio stared at him, his eyes still unfocused. “Y- yeah… I… it felt good.” he shyly confessed, blushing really hard.

Hinata blushed in response, pressing his lips tight. “Y- yeah…”

They just stared at each other for a minute, not really understanding what was going on between them. Then they left the playground in silence, walking side by side.

All they knew was that it felt… natural?

And so they continued kissing, once in a while at first, then once a week. Until they could spend a day without kissing and more.

And from that day on, the “Freak Duo” became the “Make out Duo” in secret.