Blind Date
Kurodai week Day 3! Prompt: Blind Date Tags: NSFW, suggestive, not explicit “Sawamura Daichi”, a low, grumbling tone as he gives his name at the restaurant, a real fancy one at that. He was going to kill Suga for setting him up on this- or worse, make him pay his half of the dinner. It was one thing to tell him ‘it’ll be fun!’, ‘you need to get out more’, ‘he’s quite the looker Kenma said’ and wink at him like the imp he was. But this place was literally sitting on a beach- the dark waves crashing on the rocks just below them, several lanterns illuminated the night dimly as the strum of a guitar floated through the air. It was excessive. “Table with Kuroo Tetsurou?”, the man at the desk inquired of him politely, and the brown haired man nodded soberly at him. He was led past several other tables, most of them occupied by couples holding hands or cooing at each other in whispers. And suddenly, Daichi felt his stomach knot uncomfortably. He’d need half a bottle of something strong to get him through the night, that much was certain. He had made sure to dress appropriately- bringing out his nicer linen shirt for the occasion. And it was barely 7 pm, he was sure he was the first to arrive. Good, it gave him time to gather his surroundings and get started on some champagne- or maybe even scotch. But he was mistaken. As they neared his table- he saw Kuroo Tetsurou- sitting there with a glass of wine, his face turned to the ocean. He looked tall, well built, and had a handsome enough face. His hair looked like something wild that had been told to behave- covering a considerable part of his face. His shirt collar was popped open just enough to leave the eye.. wandering.. He turned to see him then, a polite smile on his lips as he stood up to greet him properly. Daichi was at a loss for words, was he supposed to shake hands with him? He couldn’t apologize for being late, he was exactly on time in fact. So he nodded at him instead, awkwardly standing there and avoiding eye contact. “A h h! Sorry I came early, I uh- I was eager I guess”, the other man said, smiling warmly, unabashed by his own lack of restraint. “Don’t worry about it! It’s uh- a pretty place..”, Daichi added as he looked around and motioned for him to sit. “It is! Glad they picked it..”, Kuroo settled back down easy, his hand idly reaching into his hair to card through it, which only made him wonder if it was a well placed tactic- What would it feel like, pushing his fingers through that hair.. Dusky gold eyes flickered up to meet his as a menu was placed on the table for each of them. “Something to drink? I’ve already got mine”, he gestured to his glass just as he takes a sip out of it. Red wine, he was a red wine kind of guy.. “Uh yeah- let me just..”, he looked down the menu, and ordered himself a whiskey sour, thinking maybe with two of those in him, he might just be able to have fun tonight. He wanted to have fun tonight, he decided, brown eyes trailing up the man’s hands, the corded muscle of his fore arms, and then his strong, broad shoulders. But when he looked up at his face, he saw immediately that Kuroo had noticed. His eyes seemed to settle heavily on him, something dark and magnetic that called from behind them. And that smile, he would see it for the first time that night, but certainly not for the last- the corners of his lips turning up slyly. What the hell was he smirking for. He was checking him out, so what, it’s a date, what else was he supposed to- The man moved forward to rest his elbows on the table, “Well you’re very handsome, guess I wasn’t wrong in telling Twitter I had a hot date tonight..”, Tetsurou’s words spilled out from his lips smooth and warm. Was he supposed to thank the guy? Oh no, Daichi didn’t roll like that, he wasn’t a shy man, and though he found himself severely enjoying having those eyes fix on him the way they did- he wasn’t going to make it obvious. At least not right away. “Mm? Your Twitter followers know?”, he said just as smoothly, deciding to lean towards him and let him have his full gaze. A small smirk on his face, “Are they expecting updates on how well it’s going too?” Daichi took a sip from his drink, watching him from above the rim of his glass. He seemed to enjoy it, the little tease had his lips stretching wider, slow and deliberate. Tetsurou hummed softly at him as he feigned being thoughtful about his answer. “No.. I think I’ll keep the more fun details to myself”, and sure enough, his eyes did a quick sweep over his chest, “Leave them begging for more-“ His lips formed the last words carefully, purposefully. It had Daichi exhaling slowly and sitting up straighter, very amused by his companion already.
By now, Daichi had downed half his drink, and was feeling very good. They spoke some more about their interests- they didn’t speak about work. Work was boring and drab they both agreed- they both liked dogs, they both liked fish. They’d ordered a seafood platter to be had between them, Daichi had asked him if he didn’t mind sharing- and Kuroo had answered with a devilishly charming smile, ‘not if it’s food’. It must’ve been good whiskey to make him look back at the man with renewed interest, his eyes frequently going to the neckline of his shirt. Or was it. He couldn’t stop himself then from saying the next words. “You don’t look like a man who does dates in restaurants..” “Don’t I? And why’s that..” “Don’t strike me as the type to beat around the bush.. faff around with wine and such” Kuroo laughed a little at him, and tilted his head to indulge him, “You’ll be surprised how much of that I do- but you’re right, I don’t usually enjoy it.” “Mm me neither, I prefer something more.. organic should we say-“, Daichi wanted to kick himself as he spoke, a slight pinkness to his cheeks now. But he couldn’t deny that he was feeling more bold as the night went by. “You like the outdoors?”, he asked fairly innocently. So he did want to make conversation. “I like using muscle- biking, trekking..”, he looked back at him casually as he sucked on a shrimp, “As long as we’re tired and sweaty after-“ “Maybe we should quit faffing around and go on a hike- there’s a spot nearby for joggers” There it was again, his smile, his eyes challenging him, inviting him to bite. And oh he wanted to bite- Daichi nibbled at his lip, the alcohol was making him warm. The alcohol, and the way this man licked the inside of that calamari ring. His tongue knew what it was doing- and he didn’t seem to give a single fuck that they were in the middle of a populated restaurant. Either that or his fourth glass of wine was doing its magic. Bit of both, he figured. “It’s a senior citizen’s park..” “Way past their bed-time anyway-“, a gleeful smile on his lips, before he erupted in a hearty laugh. Kuroo laughed so fully, so confidently, his body shaking with delight- and it was contagious as hell. Daichi found himself laughing too- his eyes looking back at this beautiful man he wanted to kiss. He wanted to kiss him so much. Reach across the table.. put his tongue in his mouth, show him what he could do with it, show him he wasn’t special with that trick with the squid.. “Mmm don’t trust myself right now- might end up leaning on you half the way”, Kuroo stretched back in his chair- gesturing to the fifth glass of wine he’d just started on. Daichi himself was on his third whiskey- “Wow we’re really going for it tonight huh”, he said with an amused chuckle as he sucked on the slice of orange from his drink- choosing to leave it in his mouth so he could use his hands to hammer open the crab-shell. “It’s a beautiful place, beautiful man by my side, beautiful food- why the hell not-“, Tetsurou said in what seemed like a genuine compliment, which he had to take in good grace. Daichi smiled at him, casting his eyes lower in a sweet blush. “Do you like that.. Daichi..?” Brown eyes found his gold, widened in drunken honesty. “Knowing I think you’re beautiful..” Now, Daichi was a decent man, even when plastered he could gather his bearings, laugh it off and escape with a blush on his face. But right now, his mind was bending, telling him where his hands could go on Tetsurou’s body- where his mouth could go on his own body- telling him that the bathroom was so very close by.. “I’ll be taking that as a yes..” He smiled down at the clams- picking one up in his chopsticks- and Daichi knew that that clam was a goner. Kuroo put his lips on the soft flesh, his mouth only half open as he curled his tongue against the meat. And he sucked at it- little smacking noises while he practically made love to that little mollusc. “You trying to impress me with that show?”, Daichi snarked at him, his cheeks impossibly reddened from the sight and the sound of it. He expected the man to say something witty, sidestep him like the smartass he was. But instead, he looked directly into his eyes with his drunken, molten gold- an open mouthed smile, his tongue licking a sloppy, dirty stripe up to scoop up the remaining shellfish- “Why! You noticed! Is it working?” Is it working, he asks. He was just about ready to push that plate of clams off the table and lie down on it himself- Yeah.. his fingers clutching at the tablecloth- the soft, damp flesh of the lobster under his shoulders while Kuroo Tetsurou pushes that hungry, wet tongue of his deep inside of him. His back arching, his head snapping backwards.. hazy lights of the lanterns and the crash of the waves.. the live band being drowned out by loud music of his own. “Daichi..?” Surprising innocence on his face, the knit of his brows like he’s genuinely concerned. “I’m fine.. had enough of this..”, he says with a nod and pushes his empty glass away. Daichi looked at the waves to try and calm himself down. He really didn’t want a hard-on here- though he was already half there, he realized, much to his embarrassment. “Mm- me too.. man I’m stuffed”, Tetsurou stated with a happy pat of his stomach. Cute. He was being cute now. Was there no end to the multitude of emotions he would have Daichi running through tonight. “So.. you still on for that hike? Or- should we call it a night-“ Daichi looked back at him curiously. Did he seriously mean.. “Uh h- Can you even walk right now?” “Nope! You’ll have to carry me- use your muscle and all that, you hunk-“, a gleeful smile on his lips as he rests his chin on his palms. Daichi’s eyes narrowed at him, not amused by the joke. Or maybe a little amused- the smirk on his lips threatening to pull into a smile of endearment. Kuroo giggled slightly to himself, then straightened up- his aura changing effortlessly back to assume his dark purpose, “O r, we take that hike tomorrow.. afternoon, after we’re doing with round two-“ He didn’t have to say another word- but he did anyway, the wet tip of his tongue touched his upper lip, sharp gold fixing on the pair of brown, “I lied.. I’m still so fucking hungry..” That was it. He couldn’t take it anymore- Daichi quickly turned around in his seat to raise his hand high, and waved with conviction for their server. Just, get the damn check already.