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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Haikyuu!!
  Relationship:
      Azumane_Asahi/Nishinoya_Yuu
  Character:
      Azumane_Asahi, Nishinoya_Yuu
  Additional Tags:
      literally_just_smut, boyfriends_experimenting, Blow_Jobs, Anal_Fingering,
      Anal_Sex, a_very_serious_title_for_a_very_serious_fanfiction
  Collections:
      Asanoya_(main_pairing)
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-10-23 Words: 2559
****** Expedition: Asahi ******
by princessbelle212
Summary
     When Asahi asks for the one thing Noya's been fantasizing about, they
     jump at the chance to experiment. 100% free trade organic porn.
     Contains no plot.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
“Noya,” whispered Asahi, his breath ghosting hot over Nishinoya’s ear. “I was
wondering- well. Um.” He flushed red, and Noya leaned back from where he had
been biting marks into his neck. He studied Asahi curiously. It had taken some
time and a lot of blushing and stammering, but lately Asahi had been treating
half-naked Noya straddled over his lap with the same confidence he treated his
spikes.
“We were talking, the other day,” Asahi continued, glancing at the floor and
turning away. “About how you- Um. I know we’ve done stuff, for you, that you
like a lot, and I was wondering. Um. Maybe today, you would want to f-finger me
instead?” His face turned a deep crimson and his hand brushed over his long
hair, a convulsive, nervous movement.
Noya grinned at him, trying not to laugh at his embarrassment.
“I mean, you just seem to enjoy it so much and I keep- I mean your hands are so
much smaller than mine and it would feel. Um. Different.” Asahi cleared his
throat, his hand shaking a little where it gripped Noya’s thigh.
“Are you really that embarrassed to ask me if I want to finger you?” asked
Nishinoya, his voice a little louder than he’d intended. The idea was
completely ridiculous. Asahi gulped and glanced towards the door of his
bedroom.
“Well-” Asahi said, trying to keep his voice quiet, which was ridiculous. They
were alone.
“Idiot!” yelled Nishinoya, shoving his hands into Asahi’s chest and glaring up
at him. Even sitting on his lap, Noya was shorter by a few centimeters. “Of
course I will! It feels so great, you’re going to love it! It’s like- POW! And
like WHAM and it’s amazing!”
Noya bounced on Asahi’s lap, excited. They’d been officially an item since the
end of the spring tournament, once Asahi had decided to stay near Karasuno.
He’d joined the neighborhood volleyball team, and Nishinoya got to play against
with him against the new first years sometimes. Noya loved the feeling of
playing with his ace, of being there to support him no matter what happened, of
grounding him and helping him fly. He was more than happy with their
relationship, happy to let Asahi explore his body, happy to encourage Asahi’s
tentative caresses.
As Asahi had grown more confident in Noya’s affection, though, Noya had started
to wonder what it would be like to reciprocate. He wanted to make Asahi feel
taken care of and adored, the way that Asahi made him feel. He wanted Asahi to
be unbeatable.
Also he would just really like to fuck Asahi senseless. Noya had only bottomed,
and it was great. Asahi was always gentle and caring and made sure that Noya
came first. And Asahi had an appropriately proportioned dick. Noya had no
complaints whatsoever. That still didn’t stop him from waking up in the middle
of the night, hard and leaking as he replayed the dream images of Asahi under
him, slick heat around his cock and Asahi’s moans swallowed by his lips. The
idea made Noya groan with want, and he leaned up to kiss Asahi before the big
idiot lost his nerve.
Asahi’s lips were warm against his and wet from their earlier make-out session.
Noya parted his lips and felt Asahi do the same, and he pressed his tongue into
Asahi’s mouth, his cock twitching in response to the way Asahi’s tongue slid
along his. Noya moaned into Asahi’s mouth, grinding his hips forward until his
dick pressed against Asahi’s stomach. His hands tangled in Asahi’s long hair,
tugging gently until Asahi moaned back, his strong arm wrapping around Noya’s
waist and lifting him off his lap until he was standing on the floor again.
“Noya,” Asahi said, his voice deep and thick with lust. “I really want to try
it and you’ll make me come too fast if you keep that up.”
“Oh my god, Asahi,” Noya said, arousal thrilling through his whole body. He
tugged Asahi to his feet in front of him so Asahi’s calves were pressed against
the bed. “God, you- just-”
He shut up and sank to his knees. Asahi spread his legs apart in response so
that Noya’s mouth was level with his dick. He unbuttoned Asahi’s jeans, fingers
clumsy, and managed to tug them and his boxer-briefs down until they were
trapped around his knees. Asahi’s cock was thick and heavy and smelled the way
the rest of Asahi smelled only more concentrated and it was so fucking hot and
Noya dove forward and got his mouth around the tip, tasting the tang of precum.
Asahi bit off a moan. His hand fisted in Noya’s hair and relaxed the moment he
realized he was pulling.
Noya liked the flash of pain, though, and reached up to press his fingers
against Asahi’s while he swallowed down as much of Asahi’s cock as he could.
Asahi seemed to get the message and tugged again, more gently, but still hard
enough that Noya’s cock twitched in response. He bobbed his head, sucking and
licking and making a mess of himself and he SO did not give a fuck. All he
cared about was getting Asahi to keep making those sounds, the soft gasps and
whimpers and the occasional animalistic growl. When Noya flicked his tongue
over the veins on the underside of his dick, Asahi’s fingers clenched and he
dragged Noya off of him.
“Wait,” Asahi gasped, and reached over to fumble in the bedside table until he
pulled out a bottle of clear lube. He handed it to Noya, blushing, and hopped
around until he got his jeans all the way off.
“Fuck yes!” Noya yelled, pumping a fist into the air.
“It’s not that exciting, Noya,” Asahi muttered, his cheeks flaming red, but he
smiled from behind his curtain of hair. “And only- only if you’re sure about
it.”
“If I’m sure about it??” Noya asked. “I’ve been wanting that sweet ass of yours
for ages!”
“Christ,” Asahi muttered, hiding his eyes behind his palm.
Not wanting to turn Asahi off, Noya wrapped his mouth around Asahi’s dick
again, slowly savoring the sliding sensation against his lips. Asahi hissed out
a breath and braced one hand behind him on the bed, tipping his hips forward to
give Noya access to-
Damn. It was so fucking hot. Noya clicked the cap off of the lube, and Asahi
tensed for a moment before relaxing and reaching down with his other hand to
thread through Noya’s hair. Noya started a steady pace, bobbing his head as he
slathered the fingers of his right hand with lube. His fingers trembled a
little as he reached behind Asahi’s balls and over skin and tensed muscles and
brushed over the impossibly hot, tight pucker. Asahi’s knees buckled a little
and he had to let go of Noya’s hair and brace himself with both hands on the
bed.
Noya kept up the rhythmic bobbing of his head while his slicked fingers played
with the tight ring of muscle. Asahi rolled his hips, trying drag Noya’s finger
inside him, but Noya was content with exploring and getting the muscles to
relax a little. His free hand came up and started to caress Asahi’s balls. The
skin was cool and slick with spit, and Asahi snarled a feral sound.
“Noya,” he growled. “Come on.”
Noya grinned around his dick, then took him as far back in his throat as he
could while he pressed his fingertip against Asahi’s hole and slid inside up to
the first knuckle.
Asahi moaned, high and breathy, his legs quivering around Noya, and Noya almost
came in his goddamn jeans. He hadn’t expected Asahi to be quite that
responsive, and it made him determined to work harder. He stopped fondling
Asahi’s balls for a moment to unfasten his jeans, letting his aching cock have
some freedom. He had to grip it at the base for a moment until he felt less
like he was on the verge of coming.
He swirled his tongue over the veins and loose skin on the underside of Asahi’s
cock, and slid his finger in as far as he could. He wasn’t sure his fingers
were long enough to find Asahi’s prostate until his finger crooked and he felt
a spongy spot and Asahi bucked into his mouth, shoving his cock down Noya’s
throat.
“Noya,” Asahi moaned, so far gone that he didn’t bother to apologize for nearly
choking Noya with his dick. His hands scrabbling for purchase on the slippery
bedspread. “Again, oh god please-” His legs tensed, the muscles of his thighs
defined and strong. God, Noya loved his legs. He trailed his free hand over
Asahi’s thighs, feeling the smooth warm skin and the soft hair growing on them.
Asahi seemed to be losing control of himself, his hips bucking into Noya’s
mouth as he tried to get more sensation, so Noya worked a second finger into
him. Asahi was so tight that he was worried he’d lose circulation in his
fingers, but as Noya moved his tongue across the tip of his cock, Asahi
loosened up and his hips started jerking in small motions. Noya could tell he
was about to come, and he quirked his fingers into Asahi’s prostate, stroking
gently until Asahi let out a stuttered breath and came in pulses in Noya’s
mouth.
The taste was gross. Noya had heard rumors that some guys liked it, but he
thought cum was bitter and slimy. He made a face as he swallowed.
Asahi had crumpled backwards onto the bed, twitching with aftershocks, and Noya
stood up. His legs were numb but he ignored the prickling feeling. The ache in
his cock was more important. He leaned down over Asahi, threading their fingers
together, and kissed him soundly. Asahi made a faint sound, presumably at the
taste of his own cum, but he didn’t push Noya away.
They stayed like that, Noya on top of Asahi, and kissed and nipped at each
other, Asahi’s breathing starting to calm down. When he recovered enough to
sift a hand through Noya’s hair, Noya pulled back, his nose brushing against
Asahi’s.
“Can I fuck you?” he asked, his voice pitched into a lower register than usual.
Asahi moaned softly and nodded. “Just give me a second.”
Noya waited as patiently as he could, his hips grinding his cock against
Asahi’s abdomen. His balls were starting to ache with the need to come, but he
wanted to come in Asahi’s ass, so he tried to control his movements.
He pressed his lips to Asahi’s again, sliding his tongue between the seam of
his lips, then pressed open-mouthed kisses along Asahi’s stubbly jaw and down
his neck. He bit into a tendon there and Asahi jerked under him, fingers
tightening in Noya’s hair.
Noya pulled back. It hadn’t even left a mark, the big baby. Still, he didn’t
want to leave marks where anyone could see, so he bit into Asahi’s pectoral
muscle instead and Asahi yelped. Noya soothed over the indentations with his
tongue, then sucked warmth to the surface.
“Noya, okay, okay. You can-” Asahi didn’t seem to be able to finish the
sentence, so he pushed Noya off of him and rolled onto his stomach. He got his
knees under him, jostling Noya out of the way, and lifted his ass in the air.
Noya was pretty sure he passed out. Asahi was the hottest thing he’d ever seen,
and he hopped out of his jeans as quickly as he could. He was on Asahi the
moment he was fully naked, rutting his cock along Asahi’s ass and pressing
kisses down his spine.
“I’ve wanted this for ages,” he said against Asahi’s back, and grabbed the lube
from where he’d tossed it on the bed. He barely wanted to take the time to
slick up his cock, but he managed to stop himself long enough to get his cock
dripping. He slid between Asahi’s cheeks again. “Can I now- are you ready?”
Asahi hesitated, but then nodded and turned his face into the comforter. Noya
barely had time to see the flush of red across his cheeks before they were
covered by his hair. Noya moaned and bit into Asahi’s shoulder-blade, then
thrust forward and pressed the tip of his cock into Asahi’s ass. Asahi tensed
up, every muscle locked, and Noya froze. Asahi didn’t have quite the pain
tolerance that he did. He waited, the epitome of patience, thank you very much,
until a ripple went up Asahi’s back muscles and he slumped back to the mattress
again, taking more of Noya’s dick into him.
Noya gave a little experimental thrust, and it sounded like the air had gotten
knocked out of Asahi. He wheezed, tense, and Noya ran a comforting hand down
his spine. He hoped Asahi would get used to it quickly, though, because every
instinct he had was telling him to thrust faster and faster and finally fucking
come. He’d been waiting way too long and he was going to go insane and- Asahi
relaxed again, and Noya slid all the way into him.
The sensation was overwhelming. Wet and slick and tight and raw and Noya was
going to lose his mind if he didn’t start moving. He backed out a little,
slowly, and Asahi moaned a high, breathy moan that broke off when Noya thrust
forward again.
“It’s good,” Asahi groaned, his voice muffled by the comforter. “Yuu, god,
just- go.”
Noya didn’t need to be told twice. He growled and bit a matching mark onto
Asahi’s other shoulder, then gripped his hips in both hands and started
thrusting forward, the friction and heat perfect around his cock.
It felt like only a few seconds had passed before his orgasm hit him like a
truck. He came hard, shuddering against Asahi and seeing stars as he forgot how
to breathe. When his cock finished pulsing, he finally gasped in a breath and
pulled out. Asahi let out a little groan.
They both collapsed to the bed. Noya’s vision was still spotty, stars dancing
across his vision as he stared up at the ceiling. His breathing was as heavy as
it ever was at the end of a match, and he barely had the energy to reach over
and rest his palm against Asahi’s chest.
“That was,” he panted, “fucking awesome.” A grin stretched across his face, and
he started to laugh breathlessly.
Asahi wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him close against his side,
grinning.
“Yeah,” he said, his voice soft and fond. “Yeah. Thank you.”
“Thank you, you giant idiot,” Noya said. “I, Nishinoya Yuu, am always here at
your service.”
Asahi snorted, but patted Noya’s hand. “Well, if I can get it up again, I’d
really like to repay the favor.”
“You’re an ace. Surely you’ve got the stamina,” Noya said, his voice muffled
against Asahi’s side. He was worn out as hell, but he wouldn’t deny Asahi
anything. “As long you don’t ruin me for practice. Your cock’s a lot bigger
than mine.”
Asahi flushed, but grinned down at Noya. “It’s not size that matters, it’s what
you do with it.”
Noya punched him in the arm, then curled around him and closed his eyes. He
needed a fucking nap.
End Notes
     I hope you enjoyed this pure unadulterated smut :D
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