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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      No_Archive_Warnings_Apply, Underage
  Category:
      M/M, Other
  Fandom:
      Haikyuu!!
  Relationship:
      Hinata_Shouyou/Kozume_Kenma
  Character:
      Hinata_Shouyou, Kozume_Kenma
  Additional Tags:
      Trans_Male_Character, Fluff, PWP, Morning_Sex, Cunnilingus, Anal
      Fingering
  Series:
      Part 2 of KenHina
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-10-12 Words: 2220
****** Morning Distraction ******
by clenchedhands
Summary
     "Hinata stilled, allowing himself to wake slowly, kissing the top of
     Kenma’s head. They stayed in bed, Hinata drifting in and out of sleep
     for a bit, before he glanced at the clock and groaned."
     (A month or so after Stages of a Dying Sun)
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
Hinata Shouyo sighed, leaning further into the warmth beside him. The light was
at a slant, indicating that it was late in the morning. Slowly, his eyes opened
blearily taking in his surroundings. He breathed in, earning a tickle from the
hair of the boy pressed against his side. Kenma Kozume was asleep, his head
tucked under Hinata’s cheek. His breathing was slow and soft and as Hinata
shifted, his arms held on to Hinata’s waist tighter. Hinata stilled, allowing
himself to wake slowly, kissing the top of Kenma’s head. Drowsily, Kenma’s
golden eyes opened to see Hinata peering down at him. With a soft smile, Kenma
shifted in bed and drew their hands together.
The past couple months had not been easy in any sense of the word. Hinata had
been going to therapy twice a week, started new meds, and only just avoided
being sent to a hospital. Hinata wasn’t sure how he made it out alive, but he
was sure that his boyfriend was at least half of the reason. Kenma brushed his
fingers on Hinata’s upper arm, across the scars that were still dark on his
skin. Kenma shifted closer, and gently kissed them, pecking his way down
Hinata’s arm. At his touch, Hinata trembled and drew in a deep breath. With a
final kiss atop Hinata’s fingers, Kenma snuggled closer and closed his eyes
again.
They stayed in bed, Hinata drifting in and out of sleep for a bit, before he
glanced at the clock and groaned. It was almost noon, so with a quick stretch,
Hinata careful disentangled himself from his sleeping boyfriend and headed to
the bathroom to brush his teeth. Coming behind Hinata, he wrapped his arms
around the shorter’s waist and pressed a kiss to the back of his neck.
“G’morning,” Kenma mumbled into Hinata. He let go, grabbing his own toothbrush,
so they stood side by side in front of the sink mirror. When they were done
brushing, Hinata went to the kitchen and made coffee, bringing back some for
Kenma who was using the bathroom. He came out and smiled, taking the cup and
inhaling the strong scent of coffee. He took a sip before putting it on the
bedside table, crawling on top of the sheets.
“C’mere,” Kenma’s words were still slurred with sleep, and he gave another
yawn, causing Hinata to do so as well in response.
“We should probably wake up, Kozume,” Despite his words, Hinata puts his mug
down as well and lays down next to him, one arm propped under his head. He
leans forward catching Kenma in a soft kiss. They both sigh into it, and Hinata
sifts so half his body is on top of Kenma’s, their chests flush. Hinata pulls
back and moves to kiss his cheek, then his jaw, then his neck right below his
ear. Kenma hums and brings his hands up to play with Hinata’s hair, tugging his
head so their lips meet again.
The kiss is soft, breaths warm against each other. Hinata swipes the tip of his
tongue on Kenma’s bottom lip, and he parts his lips, deepening the kiss. Their
tongues move together slowly, the occasional low hum coming out of their
throats. Kenma nips Hinata’s tongue lightly, relishing the squirm it elicits.
The boy above him pulls back, and Kenma lets out a whine.
“I want to just… stay here.” Kenma says, pouting slightly, bringing Hinata’s
wrist up to his mouth, kissing across a scar. “And kiss you.”
What was Hinata supposed to say to that? They didn’t really have plans for the
day anyway. With a small giggle, Hinata says okay, settling back down. He pecks
Kenma’s lips, then moves down to kiss his neck. This time he is determined, and
ignores Kenma pulling at his hair. He presses his tongue flat onto Kenma’s
pulse before bringing together his lips, sucking lightly. He bites the same
spot, and Kenma’s breath hitches above him. Hinata moves lower, and does the
same thing, giving him a small hickie. Kenma’s hands move down to Hinata’s
hips, his thumbs massaging the supple flesh there. He presses circles against
his hip bones, moaning when Hinata’s leg pushes against his crotch. Kenma rolls
up into his boyfriend, and they both let out sighs of contentment.
Hinata moves back up, and they kiss once more, this time harder. They continue
pressing into one another, slowly rolling their hips. The pink flush in
Hinata’s cheeks deepens as they continue like this for a few minutes. Kenma’s
hand moves to tug on Hinata’s hair again, the other snaking down to press
against Hinata’s half-hard cock. He cups it, rubbing his thumb on it’s head
though the thin material of Hinata’s boxers. Hinata lets out a gasp, thrusting
down into the touch.
“Ah, Kozume…” Hinata sighs before pulling back, tugging on the hem of Kenma’s
shirt. Understanding what he wants, Kenma quickly takes it off, and Hinata does
the same to his own. Now sitting on Kenma’s hips, he places one hand onto
Kenma’s breast. He moves his thumb across the nipple, to which Kenma arches his
back slightly.  Hinata pinches it, then bends down giving the nipple a wet
kiss. His other hand pinches the other nipple, and he bites down, sucking
slightly. Kenma lets out a breathy moan as Hinata peppers kisses and light
hickies across his tits.
Hinata is startled when Kenma pushes him back, and he opens his mouth in
question as Kenma flips them, tugging at Hinata’s boxers. Hinata makes a noise
of protest that quickly dies in his throat as he catches the glint in Kenma’s
eyes. They golden hue turned into a dark honey with lust, looking hungry as he
takes in Hinata’s newly revealed dick. Hinata lets a cough, and Kenma jerks
slightly, and stops his staring with a blush. He brings his hands up to
Hinata’s hips, holding them down as he kisses the base of his dick and mouths
upwards, tongue laving across the shaft. He continues to leave open mouthed
kisses on Hinata’s cock, bringing one hand down to rub a circle against
Hinata’s entrance. Above him, Hinata moans louder, pressing his hips down onto
the finger. Kenma reaches his arm out blindly onto the night table before
Hinata, who can actually see it, pulls out the lube and hands it to him. Kenma
pours some onto his fingers, fits his mouth over the head of his cock, and
slides his index finger in one smooth motion into him. Hinata trembles slightly
as Kenma’s finger presses against his walls, slowly adding another finger. They
build up a pace, Kenma kissing wetly across Hinata’s dick while opening up
Hinata’s ass. He curls hins finger, searching and stopping to press against one
spot when Hinata’s hips twitch and a whine leaves his lips. Kenma stays on that
spot, rubbing circles around it with unrelenting pressure.
Soon, Hinata is moaning above him, his hips jerking down, one hand tugging at
Kenma’s hair and the other gripping the sheets. “K- Kozu- ah! More, please.”
Kenma hums against his dick and adds a third finger, this time avoiding
Hinata’s prostate, instead touching everywhere else. Hinata lets out a string
of curses above him, his hands tightening in Kenma’s hair, and a moan rips from
him as Kenma  finally presses against his prostate, just letting the pressure
sit there once more. Hinata gurgles, his toes curling with pleasure.
“God, so good, that feels so -ah! So good,” Hinata is panting hard above him
and Kenma takes him into his mouth sucking hard as he presses down against his
prostate again and again. “I’m, I’m going to- “ With a full body shiver, Hinata
comes into Kenma’s mouth, who continues to finger him through his orgasm. He
comes down from the high, but Kenma is still pressing his prostate, and
Hinata’s hips jerk away in pain and pleasure. Kenma teases his a couple more
times, just until Hinata’s nails begins to scrape against his scalp. He pulls
out his fingers, wiping them absentmindedly on the sheets. Hinata draws him
into a sloppy kiss before removing his hand from Kenma’s hair and pushing it
down his underwear, one finger slicking against his folds.
“Kozume, can I eat you out?” Hinata murmers against Kenma’s lips, his fingers
still against Kenma’s cunt.
“Y-yeah,” Kenma’s pupils are blown wide and he moves with a groan and falls
back on his back so that Hinata can position himself over him. Hinata pulls
down his boxers, carelessly tossing them to the side. He breaths in the musky
scent of Kenma’s wet pussy before placing a kiss to his inner thigh. Hinata
leads a trail of kisses to his trimmed pubic hair, choosing to bitethe flesh
right beside it causing Kenma’s hips to spasm. Hinata brings his index and
middle fingers to rest against his hole, not yet penetrating it. With the tip
of his tongue he teases Kenma’s clit and pushes the two fingers in, turning
palm up and curling. Kenma’s breath leaves him in a rush and he lets out a moan
of pleasure.
Hinata slowly thrusts his fingers in and out, still using his tongue to lick
across his clit, pausing at times to suck on it. He shifts so that his finger
can have more purchase inside Kenma, and his dick slides against the sheets,
hardening again. Hinata groans low, the vibrations causing Kenma to grind down
on Hinata’s face. Kenma’s hips make tiny circles, stuttering as Hinata slips
his tongue in beside his two fingers. His other hands scratches at Kenma’s hips
and he begins to finger fuck him in earnest.
But for the second time that morning, Kenma pulls away, again leaving Hinata
confused. Kenma looks blissed out, his hair splayed across the pillow, nipples
red from Hinata’s earlier ministrations. He pushes himself up and Hinata sits
back in between Kenma’s legs, a quizzical look on his face.
“Fuck me,” Kenma’s voice is strong, but his face turns a darker shade of red as
he says this. Hinata’s heart gets stuck in his throat. Kenma didn’t usually get
like this, and generally wasn’t big on full penetrative sex.
“Are you sure?” Hinata’s cock twitched, now almost entirely hard again.
“Yes, do it now,” Kenma sits up to grab Hinata’s hips and bring them towards
his own.
“Lemme get a condo-“
“No! Just fuck me already!” His hands grip harder on Hinata’s hips, and one of
them goes to squeeze the head of his dick. Hinata bucks into the touch, letting
out a yelp of surprise.
“O-okay then…”
Kenma lays back down and spreads his legs wide, hips wiggling in anticipation.
Hinata strokes himself a couple times to bring him to full hardness, then
guides his dick into Kenma’s cunt. The wetness envelops him and he lets out a
winded moan, bottoming out with ease. Kenma’s hands move from Hinata’s hips to
his hair, drawing him into a kiss and grinding down on his dick. They moan into
each other’s mouths, and Hinata begins to fuck him slow, drawing out and
thrusting in at a snail’s pace. They continue like this for a while, pleasure
mounting and obscene squelching noises filling the air. Kenma tilts his head
and bites down at the juncture between Hinata’s neck and shoulder while he
thrusts upwards suddenly, a silent plea to pick up the pace.
Hinata obliges, and pulls out all the way before pushing in hard, and Kenma’s
hands scramble and scratch against Hinata’s back, a whimper drawn from his
lips. Kenmas hips rise to meet each thrust and their bodies slap together at an
increasing pace. Kenma’s moans hiccup with each thrust and his legs come to
hook themselves behind Hinata’s back. Hinata pounds into his boyfriend, his
balls beginning to tighten. They both are close to the climax, and Kenma
purposefully clenches around Hinata, eliciting a high pitched moan and a
particularly rough thrust. The pleasure peaks and HInata manages to bring his
thumb down over Kenma’s clit.
Kenma’s nails bite into Hinata’s back as he arches his back and comes hard, his
cunt clenching and unclenching around Hinata. Kenma locks his lips with his
boyfriend’s, tongue quickly dancing with his. In the next moment Hinata comes
as well, pulling out to release on Kenma’s stomach. Kenma throws an arm over
his head and groans, thoroughly wrecked. Hinata sits back and grabs the tissues
from the bedside table, wiping his cum off Kenma’s abdomen. Kenma peers up at
him, taking in the red of the bite by his shoulder, the bruises that were
beginning to form at his hips, and his flushed red, now soft cock. Hinata’s
hair was rumpled, and an enticing pink was high on his cheeks, sweeping across
his nose.
“You’re so beautiful,” Kenma tugs Hinata’s arm as he says this so they are
lying side by side, hands clasped together. He then grabs the blanket from
where it was pushed to the side during their lovemaking and throws it across
them. “I love you.”
With a beaming smile, Hinata replies, “I love you too!” A couple moments pass
in silence before Kenma closes his eyes.
“Hey! Wait a minute! It’s almost one o’clock, and we still have to study!”
Kenma laughs at him, pulling him into a tight hug.
End Notes
     yup. its gay and i love them. anyway catch me on tumblr @clenched
     hands
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