“Hey, do I really need to keep wearing this?!”

“What do you think, stupid? It’s part of our deal, isn’t it?”

Hinata was standing in the middle of Kei’s room, dressed in his cute maid dress. He was visibly upset, throwing daggers at Tsukishima. The latter smirked and approached the small boy. He looked down on him and grabbed his upper arm.

“Come on, the quicker we do this, the quicker you’ll be out of this outfit…”

Both boys stepped closer to the single bed and Tsukishima sat down on it. For a moment, he got lost in thoughts, admiring Hinata’s stance. It was still crazy how it turned Kei on.

Then he glided at the end of the bed, pressing his back on the wall, and tapped on his lap.

“Come here, maid-chan.” he ordered with the same nonchalant voice.

“W-what? Why do I have to…?”

“Now!”

Hinata groaned but obeyed, he slowly climbed onto the bed and strided Tsukishima’s thighs.

“Come closer.” Kei said, pulling him in.

They were facing each other, closer than what Shouyou found comfortable. He averted his eyes and blushed. “

“W-what do I need to do today…?”

“Well… you lost twice today, right? So it should be twice as big as the thing we did last time…”

“No, wait! Can’t you… I don’t know, delay the two wins? Please!”

This time, Hinata had lost their challenge not once but twice. He had wanted to rush things up, trying desperately to win, but his luck was apparently against him for these…

Tsukishima stared at his young teammate then nodded with another sigh.

“Fine… but you will have to do something really huge next time.”

“Okay, okay!”

Kei pointed at his crotch, “Then for today, I want you to rub my dick against yours.”

Hinata’s eyes widened, “Huh? W-what do you…?”

Tsukishima pulled the boy even closer, until their pelvis were almost touching, and lifted Hinata’s dress. He brushed his fingers against the bulge in his underwear.

“I want this to touch mine…” Kei said quietly.

Hinata gasped at the touch and slapped the hand away. But it was too late, his penis had grown hard already. Kei smirked.

“Sensitive, are we?” he teased with a satisfied grin.

Hinata growled and pressed his hand against Tsukishima’s masculinity. It was his turn to grin.

“Mock me all you want, Tsukishima-kun, but you are even worse than me…”

Kei frowned at him and caught his wrist.

“Do something about it then!” he ordered.

He winced when Hinata unzipped the front of his pants and fully grabbed the erected member. The small spiker brought himself against Tsukishima’s manhood and glanced up at his friend, not sure what to do next. Kei found such innocence weirdly endearing. He smiled a little and placed Shouyou’s hands around their two dicks.

“Now, you just jerked us both at the same time.” he explained curtly.

“Oh… o-okay…” Hinata replied, blushing widely.

In silence, Shouyou started rubbing his two shaky hands up and down against the hard sticks. The sensation immediately felt amazing, and Shouyou tried his hardest to not let out weird noises. Tsukishima watched him intently, enthralled by the rosy cheeks and fluttering eyes. He could feel Hinata’s warm breath against his face, which almost made him kiss the boy on impulse. He resisted his urge and wrapped his hand around Hinata’s instead.

“Do it harder…” Tsukishima ordered in a breath.

“I-I’m doing what I can okay?!” Shouyou retorted.

He squeezed the erected members harder and quickened his pace. Kei snapped his head backwards against the wall, closing his eyes.

‘Shit… this is too good!’ he thought, biting his lower lip.

The room was filled with the sounds of the heavy breath and aroused moans. Suddenly Hinata asked:

“Why do you keep wanting me to do these things…? Isn’t it better to do it with your girlfriend or someone you like…?”

Tsukishima opened his eyes and looked curiously at Hinata for a moment.

“Nah, girlfriends are too bothersome…” he replied honestly. “And for that matter, as long as it feels good, it doesn’t matter if it’s a boy or a girl.”

Hinata paused for a second and stared at the glasses boy with widened eyes.

“Oh, r-really… G-good for you then!” he stammered, dropping his gaze.

“What about you then? Do you want to do lewd things with someone in particular?” Tsukishima asked, suddenly curious.

“N-not really! Just… you know... someone who likes me, I guess.” Shouyou said, glancing up at the glasses boy.

“Ah I see…” Kei replied, his eyes glued to the hazel pupils. “That’s good then.”

Though he didn’t totally understand it at the time, those words made Hinata strangely hot inside, and the throbbing dicks in his hands seem to grow bigger. He lowered his face on Tsukishima’s shoulder, gasping for air as he approached his climax. The small whimpers escaping Shouyou’s lips urged Kei to caress his neck, which he knew was one of his weak spots. He peered sideways and could see Hinata’s flustered face.

‘How can he be so cute…?’ Tsukishima wondered.

He grabbed a handful of orange hair and yanked Hinata’s head backwards, only enough to be face to face. He licked Shouyou’s lips teasingly.

“No! Ngh…!” Shouyou moaned, squeezing his eyes shut.

The gesture had apparently been enough to make the small high schooler come. His body shook with spasms as his seed spread on both of them.

Tsukishima looked down and smirked.

“I win again!” he joked.

“S-shut up!”

“You still have to make me come though, come on, hurry!”

Hinata scowled at him but resumed his jerking. His grip tightened harder, enough to make Kei come to completion in a few movements.

Hinata stood up, his legs weak and wiped to juices off the dress, turning away from Tsukishima. The latter walked past him to his desk and did the same.

“So, is that it for today…?” Hinata asked shyly.

Kei swirled around, “Yeah, that’s it… We’ll continue for ‘part two’ tomorrow.”

“P-part two?! Oh… right…” Hinata realized and bit his lip. “Wait, but tomorrow is…”

“Sunday, I know.”

“But you still want me to come?”

“I said it, didn’t I? Be here around 3pm.”

“O-okay…”

Hinata lowered his head and started to walk to the bathroom to change his clothes.

To his surprise, Tsukishima was waiting for him when he came out, pressed against his bedroom door.

“You better not stand me up…” Kei said, his arms crossed on his chest.

“Of course not! Who do you take me for?!” Hinata retorted, stepping closer to the big guy. He glared at him from below, eyebrows knit together.

Tsukishima leaned over him, caught his chin between his fingers and smirked, “Right my bad… I guess you’re too simple-minded to pull such a move.”

Hinata growled and grabbed Kei’s hand; he yanked him down in a sudden movement.

“Stop insulting me, stingyshima…”

“Or what…? What can you do, midget?” Kei provoked, as he usually did.

But inside, his heart was beating really fast; having Hinata’s face right there made his whole body tingle with anticipation.

Hinata took the bait and bit on Tsukishima’s lower lip, so hard it actually drew blood. The gesture took Kei aback and he pushed him off, skipping a breath. He brought the back of his hand to his mouth and saw the red liquid.

“You!” he shouted, frowning at Hinata.

“I may be stupid, but don’t take me for granted, beanpole! I can still make you miserable!”

Finishing his declaration, Shouyou swirled around and rushed out of the house, grumbling under his breath.

Tsukishima blankly stared at the stairs, still rubbing his bloody lips. He licked it down and shuddered.

What the heck was that…?! he pondered as a slight blush appeared on his face.

Kei slided against the door and sat on the floor, face in his hands. He couldn’t believe that Hinata would be able to make that kind of bold move. He chuckled and touched his bruised lips again. Kei’s eyes bore a playful glint.

“We’ll if you can be so brave tomorrow, midget…”