Long Distance
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If Hinata was ugly, or if he didn’t text Kageyama all the time, or if he was anyone else, then none of this would even be happening. Kageyama would’ve been able to squash whatever childish crush he’d developed, and he wouldn’t be sitting here spending hours thinking about someone who’s halfway across the world.
If Hinata would just stop posting those fucking thrist traps, then Kageyama’d be able to look at Hinata’s pictures without getting a boner, and maybe he’d be able to dream of something other than thick thighs and pouty lips.
Oh god, the thirst traps.
Hinata tries to get Kageyama's attention.
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- Part 1 of Long Distance
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‘ninjashouyou9 posted 1 new photo’
Of course, there’s a chance it could be a perfectly normal picture. Like a screenshot of a new recipe he’s trying, or some stupid picture of the sunset. Maybe even another harmless selfie of Hinata and the guys he’s training with, or some childhood photo he’d dug up.
Suddenly, words flash through Kageyama’s mind without his permission. I posted most of them to get your attention, anyways.
What if. . . what if Hinata’s trying to get Kageyama’s attention right now? What if this is his way of saying that he liked what they did last night, that he wants more?
Calm down, Tobio. He should probably look at the photo before making a call like that. Kageyama forces himself to take a deep breath, his pulse starting to quicken. He allows himself one final look at the notification before he’s hovering his thumb over it, pressing down, putting his password in一
一and subsequently getting his next inhale punched out of him.
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- Part 2 of Long Distance
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“Wish I was there with you,” Hinata says, the wet sound of his touches making Kageyama go crazy. “I would get under the water, and. . . and I would get on my knees and take off your boxers with my teeth, swallow you all the way, you’d be so big.”
“How do you just say things like th一”
“You’d taste so nice,” Hinata continues, seemingly too far gone to realize that Kageyama’s even saying anything. “You could fuck my throat hard, and I wouldn’t. . . I’d like it, want more一”
“Jesus christ, Hinata一” Kageyama chokes out, trying to understand how Hinata, his Hinata could say things like this with no abandon. Trying to understand why he likes it so much, why all he wants is for Hinata to keep going.
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- Part 3 of Long Distance
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“I wanted you toー” it’s more than a little embarrassing for Kageyama to lay out what he wants like this, but when he hears Hinata’s curious hitch of breath on the other line, he’s filled with a newfound confidence, “ーto see it, and. . . and. . .”
“And what, Tobio?” Hinata prompts, voice sounding like he’s on the very edge of a cliff. “Tell you how good you look? Get hard?”
Kageyama’s entire body goes weak. It suddenly feels like way too much work to keep himself standing, so he stumbles into his shower and takes a seat on the floor, too horny to think about how gross it is. “Fuck, yesー”
“I mean, itー” Hinata cuts himself off with a moan that has Kageyama’s hand snaking between his legs, “ーit worked. You look fucking amazing, ‘yama. Like. . . like you were made for me, or something.”
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- Part 4 of Long Distance
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He opens his eyes to a smiling Hinata, one that looks at him with something like a challenge. “All the shit we’ve done together, and that’s all you’ve got? I gotta say, I expected more, Tobio.”
Kageyama grips Hinata’s chin. “Then do something about it.”
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- Part 5 of Long Distance
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“Tastes good,” Hinata repeats, mid-chew. “Better than stuff I’ve eaten at restaurants. Seriously, you made it so well. You’re so talented.”
In front of him, Kageyama makes an unintelligible noise, his hand fisting on the table. His head’s fallen down, hair obscuring his face. “Oh,” he eventually says. Whispers, really. No thank you, no shut up dumbass, just. . . oh.
“I mean it. I guess it makes sense, though, seeing as cooking involves your hands and you're amazing with your hands. Your fingers are so long, made to make me feel good. And you do, Tobio, you make me feel so good一”
Kageyama stands up suddenly, chair creaking against the floor. “Gotta shower,” he mumbles, and Hinata barely has time to register that Kageyama’s hard before he’s moving away, slamming the bathroom door behind him.
A tiny scoff leaves Hinata and despite himself, he smiles. Oh, he’s going to have fun with this.
Kageyama has a praise kink.
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- Part 6 of Long Distance
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Hinata chokes, eyes watering, as he starts sucking on his fingers. Kageyama feels the way his mouth works, tongue tracing his knuckles, paying special attention to the callouses. As if thanking Kageyama, acknowledging him for the dedication behind them.
It’s humiliating and filthy and Kageyama feels hungry watching him, desperate to do more. Hinata's drooling. His cheeks and ears are flushed. His hair is messy, hairline sticky with sweat. If Kageyama thinks about it, then he looks really. . .
“Pathetic,” he says out loud. “On your knees like that, your mouth full of me. . . so easy.”
Hinata has a degradation kink.
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- Part 7 of Long Distance