A/N: Hey guys, sorry for the long wait! But here it is, the final chapter of 'Co-act flow'. This chapter contains lemons (which took me ages to write, I seriously have difficulties with writing smut) so be warned!

Enjoy!

Loortje

Co-act flow

- Chapter 6 -

Kagami's point of view

As I lie in my bed, I reflect on the events of this afternoon.

I can't really say whether his dad likes me or not. At least his mother seems to accept me. She even offered to make Kuroko and me some dinner. Though I declined her politely because I couldn't stand to be around Kuroko's dad any longer.

He's a nice guy. He has the same blue hair as Kuroko and the same color eyes too. But Kuroko's eyes have this innocent and timid radiation, the opposite of mister Tetsuya's.

Those eyes spit fire, beamed power and showed strength.

Just like Kuroko's when he plays basketball. Fortunately he isn't always that intimidating, because honestly, it scares me a little bit to see those eyes. Especially on mister Tetsuya. And particularly when he directs his gaze at me.

I suppose I haven't done anything really wrong when I was at Kuroko's place, although I got judged by his dad's eyes on whatever I did. Thanks to miss Tetsuya appeasing her husband, I didn't get assaulted then and there when I mentioned my poor grades at school. Damn, I love that woman.

Oh, and some credit goes to Momoi as well. Kuroko had invited her to come over so that "the atmosphere isn't going to be electrifying tensed". And just as he had said: Momoi indeed provided a relaxing atmosphere.

Mainly because she kept Kuroko's dad busy. He liked her so much, it almost is creepy. But well, she really did act as a perfect daughter-in-law. I guess I'm starting to get along with her a little better since she isn't in the fucking way anymore. She even went on a successful date with Aomine, and I don't know that because Kuroko or Momoi told me.

Aomine himself had texted me:

I went out with Momoi.

You better get your shit together,

and give Tetsu a good time as well.

I feel like Aomine is starting to respect me a little more. I mean, the text wasn't really nice or special, but he did text me. And when I responded with something like: "I'll give him a way better time than you are going to give Satsuki", he didn't offend me real bad. He just bragged that he would fuck Momoi until she was sore and satisfied.

That could only mean they hadn't done it yet and that, apparently, Momoi doesn't always fuck on first dates.

Sadly enough she did with Kuroko and took his virginity away. Seriously, she could have done it better with Aomine because he sure as hell wasn't a virgin; girls worship him.

I put my hands underneath my pillow and sigh against it. Why am I nervous to go to school tomorrow? Nothing has changed between me and Kuroko, right? Except the whole dating thing, of course.

I'll just have to act normal, as usual, and everything will be alright.

No holding hands at school. No kisses in public. Kuroko and me aren't official yet, so I suppose we'll keep it a secret until then.

Forcing the nerve-racking thoughts to the back of my mind, I surrender to my fatigue and close my eyes for a good night of sleep.

I had worried over nothing. Everything at school went super smooth, no one suspected a thing even though Kuroko was being a little sweeter than usual – which I absolutely adored.

After fumbling with my keys, I open the door of my apartment while throwing my bag somewhere on the ground. My stomach rumbles; it already is pretty late because I played some basketball after school. That's why I decide to make some dinner right away. A simple curry will do. And a shower too… damn I'm sweaty. Showering takes priority.

I stand in the kitchen, only wearing sweatpants and a towel that I had thrown around my neck after drying my hair. I just set up the rice and cut some vegetables, when the doorbell rings. With an annoyed sigh – hell I thought I'd finally have time for myself – I walk towards the door. Should I put on a T-shirt? It may be a little inappropriate to open the door, bare-chested. On the other hand, it'll probably someone to lecture me about Jesus Christ, so I don't need to be dressed fancy anyway. Who else would come to my house at this hour? I open the door.

'So this is where you live?'

This boy keeps popping up at unexpected times. 'Kuroko, what are you doing here?' I ask. Oh I wish I put that T-shirt on.

'Yesterday you visited my place, so it is only fair I visit yours today.' Kuroko says with a small smile playing around his lips. 'May I come inside?'

'Uh, yeah sure,' I answer while opening the door a little wider.

Kuroko walks past me. 'Mmm, it smells nice.'

'I'm making curry. Have you already eaten?' I ask him.

He shakes his head. 'No I haven't. I'm planning on buying some hamburgers after visiting you. My parents aren't at home, and I really can't cook.'

Sure, I've had dinner with Kuroko many times, but that always was in either a restaurant with the rest of the team or at Maji Burger. And for some reason, the thought of him having dinner at my place, makes my rather nervous. Even so, I'm not going to be a dick who doesn't let someone eat with him.

'If you'd like, I can make some curry for you as well.'

'Really? That'd be great! I love your curry.' Kuroko's eyes light up.

'Okay, you can sit at the kitchen table while I prepare our meals,' I say as I gesture towards my kitchen.

My tiny kitchen in my tiny apartment. I hope Kuroko understands that I can't afford a bigger place, unless I work my ass off. But that'd mean that I wouldn't have time to play basketball anymore. And if I had to choose between living in this apartment with only two chambers – a living room and a bathroom – or living in a fancy ass apartment but I'd have to omit basketball, I'd choose basketball.

Basketball over everything. Except Kuroko.

It can be pretty convenient to have my bed standing in the living room; no need for extra furniture. A bed is a desk, couch and a place to sleep in one.

While I'm cooking, Kuroko watches me in silence. He doesn't have to wait for long though, because I'm done cooking fairly fast.

I hand him over a plate, praying to god that he'll like it. Then I sit down myself. I can't help but look at it him as he takes the first bite.

I sigh relieved as I hear Kuroko hum in delight. 'It tastes as good as always, Kagami-kun. Certainly better than Riko's.'

'Even my sister can cook better than she. And I don't have a sister.'

Kuroko laughs and we then continue eating without saying much. Occasionally exchanging a glance, whilst we smile at each other.

Even though I had twice as much food as Kuroko, we finish eating at the same time. After dinner I'm not sure what to do next. Usually when I'm alone with Kuroko we just play basketball, or we are at school obviously.

But now I feel this certain kind of pressure to entertain Kuroko and show him a good time.

'So… what do you want to do now?' I ask him while putting both plates on the counter.

'I don't feel like doing anything too active…'

'Me neither, I'm pretty sore from training,' I say rubbing my arm. Riko's trainings had been hella tough lately.

'How about watching some TV?' Kuroko suggest. 'I believe there was a pretty cool movie on this evening. What was it called again? Sword of the stranger, or so.'

'You haven't seen that one yet?'I ask surprised. 'You have to watch it, it is pretty cool!'

I grab Kuroko by his wrist and drag him to my bed – that acts as my couch for today, I mean, beds are way more comfortable – and turn on my television. Which I'm very proud of for getting my hands on it, by the way. It may look like a 50000 yen flat-screen TV, but it didn't even cost me half the price thanks to someone I know from work, who happens to work in some store that sells TVs and other electronic stuff. He gave me a lot of discount, because it was an older model and it was going to be taken out of the stores soon. However, it still works perfectly fine.

I settle down next to Kuroko, who already took place on my bed. To my surprise, Kuroko shuffles a little closer to me, then he lays his head against my very bare chest. I jolt as his blue hair tickles my chin.

Kuroko must have felt me shiver, because he tilts his head so he can look at me and asks, 'Is it not okay for me to sit like this, Kagami-kun?'

'Uh… of course it is.' I blush, sounding and looking terribly inexperienced on the love field at the moment. 'On what channel is Sword of the stranger anyway?'

'TV Tokyo.'

I hum as I switch channels. We find ourselves starting at the end of the movie. But that doesn't matter to Kuroko, he clenches my sweatpants in excitement as he watches the final fight. Of course – because he hasn't seen the beginning – Kuroko has many questions about the plot, which I answer patiently.

'That was a really intense scene! I think I'm going to watch the entire movie someday,' Kuroko smiles. The credits appear on the screen, the movie had ended.

'You definitely should, it is totally worth it,' I respond , placing a hesitant kiss on his hair.

'Maybe we can watch it together again, I like being with you.'

That is like music to my ears, I pull Kuroko a little tighter against my chest. 'I like being with you as well.'

The bluenette lazily places a hand on my stomach, warmth spreading through my body.

'You must work out a lot, you are extremely ripped!' Kuroko traces my abs with his slender fingers.

'Well, I train because I want to improve my basketball. Getting muscles is just a fortuitous coincidence.'

Kuroko pouts, 'I also train, but I'm not nearly as muscled as you.'

'I think you are beautiful, just the way you are.' I enjoy seeing a blush spreading over his face. 'But if you'd like, you can come with me next time I go to the gym.'

'Really?' Kuroko climbs on top of me and places a peck on my cheek. 'You are the sweetest!'

Only he is allowed to call me sweet. Only he is allowed to see this vulnerable side of me.

But of course I'm not content with that half-assed kiss. 'A kiss on the cheek? Seriously? I'm not your grandma.'

Kuroko chuckles and puts his hands on my shoulders. Then he plants his lips on mine, first briefly but soon harder and deeper. Our lips making wet sounds. Sucking, biting, making my entire body tingle. Kuroko teasingly slips his tongue between my lips, before pulling away.

'Was that good enough?' He ask with a crooked smile.

'No, I am not satisfied. Yet.'

And with that, I flip him over so he lies sprawled underneath me. My bigger body hovers over his smaller one as I immediately seek his lips again, taking possession of his mouth. I want him now more than ever, no stupid teasing-game. A strangled moan slips up Kuroko's throat as our tongues rub together. Butterflies flutter in my stomach and chest, having him this close feels amazing.

I move my lips to his jaw, placing little kisses along the line. Beautiful gasps are to be heard as I let my fingers glide underneath his shirt, feeling his lean muscles – they indeed are less bulked than mine, but damn, they feel good and his skin is as soft as a rose petal. I let my fingers skim lower and lower while I start sucking his neck, making sure to leave a mark. To my utter satisfaction, his breath becomes shallow and quick with an occasional whimper. I lick the spot where I'd sucked, trailing my tongue upwards, until I reach his earlobe.

'Are you satisfied, Kuroko?' I whisper in his ear.

'It does feel good, Kagami-kun, but I want more,' he responds a bit out of breath.

'Good, because I'm not satisfied either.'

But how far is more, I wonder. I don't want to be like Momoi, but ignoring my groin is going to be very difficult.

I softly bite Kuroko's collarbone, to which he bucks his hips upwards. I'm on the edge of losing all of my restraint. A groan rumbles deep within me, because Kuroko scrapes his nails over the skin just above the elastic band of my sweatpants. My heartbeat accelerates, feeling like it could jump out of my chest any second.

My finger tips run over his belt, I look him in the eyes, questioning. Hoping that he understands my intentions.

He does. 'You can go on if you'd like. I want it, I want you.'

I really am glad with his response, but I don't want him to regret it later just because he is horny now. 'Are you sure about that? You don't think it is too early for doing it? We don't necessarily have to go all the way…'

'Don't worry so much, Kagami-kun. I've told you what I want; I want all of you.'

I freaking love when Kuroko is bold like that. He is eager for me, only I get to hear these words. I stare into the deep depths of his eyes for some time, no hesitance to be seen, only lust. It has the same intensity as when he plays basketball. Though this stare is hotter, it makes my body grow hotter as he lets his with darkened eyes roam over my body.

After taking the option to stop with what I'm doing in consideration once more, I unbuckle his belt. With a swift motion I pull his pants down to his knees, revealing the tight red boxers with a delicious arousal underneath it. I palm him through the piece of fabric, getting rewarded with a innocent yelp.

'No turning back now, right, Kuroko? I'm going to fuck you,' I state.

Kuroko laughs shyly. 'Yes you can –', he falters for a second, 'fuck me.'

I yank both his boxers and jeans of his legs and toss them on the ground. A hard cock leaps free. My lips search for his pink nipple while I wrap my hand tightly around his member. Kuroko squirms, engorging lust shooting through me as I feel how hard Kuroko is getting from my action. I let my teeth graze over the pink, sensitive nub which makes him shudder. I tenderly stroke his shaft from tip to base, feeling the pulsing veins with my fingers.

Kuroko looks so appallingly hot, a moaning mess beneath me. Because I don't want my blue haired lover to blow his load to soon, I stop stroking his cock and search for his entrance.

To be honest, I don't have much knowledge about how two men have sex. I haven't done it. Ever. Of course I know a thing or two about it. Like "be careful when it's the first time, it may hurt". So I gently put a little pressure on my index finger. Kuroko gasps, and cries out. I suppose that hurts a lot more than I initially thought.

If he can't even handle one finger, he certainly can't handle my cock…

But that's when it hit me. 'Lube!' I exclaim. 'Let me get some lube.'

I reach for my nightstand, open a drawer and grab the lube. It is not as though I kept the lube in there because I was planning on fucking a boy someday. It is just… jerking off with lube feels pretty damn good.

I quickly squirt some of the liquid on my hand. Now my finger slids much easier inside his tight heat, but Kuroko wriggles uncomfortably.

'Just lie still, let me do all of the work. Relax your muscles and don't move,' I say to Kuroko.

He nods and I feel him relax a little bit on my finger. Sweat pearls on his forehead and he bites his lips to hold back the screams that might escape.

'Okay, good. I'm going to move now.'

My finger rubs over his velvet inside, grunts of either pleasure or pain ringing in my ears. The blanket crumples underneath Kuroko's body as he rocks his hips down on my fingers. Responding to his willingness, I add another finger, scissoring carefully to loosen him up.

Kuroko wines softly. 'Kagami-kun, it hurts. It feels weird. I feel good!' A mixture of different words and different feelings rolling over his lips.

'It's okay, I'm gonna make you feel even better.'

I once read there is this certain spot, and when that spot is hit, it is supposed to feel really good. So I search for that spot. I don't want Kuroko to forget me, this needs to be special and astonishing. After thrusting my fingers inside a few times, I feel a different texture. That should be it, so I pull back my fingers to the tips – sneaking another finger in his opening – to only shove them in harder.

A loud, expressive moan rends from Kuroko's throat, straight into my pants.

It indeed is the right place. I rub it again, and again. Feeling as if I become one with Kuroko, getting hornier with every thrust that makes him wither on my mattress. His fingers caress my arms, leaving hot lingering trails behind. He mewls words I don't understand, but I guess they encourage me to go on and that is what I do. I make him growl for me, groan for me. It isn't even solely for his pleasure, it is for mine as well. I'd rather hear his raspy voice than jerk myself off. The sounds he makes are more than foreplay, which is why I'm rock hard and aching with unresolved desire.

'Kagami-kun,' Kuroko pants. 'I want to make you feel good too. I'm prepared enough, put it in.'

I take two seconds to consider if Kuroko indeed is ready for me, but my mind had grown hazy and I can't think straight anymore. Everything is lust, every touch desire. The three fingers I've used to loosen him up don't make Kuroko cry, they make him moan. I guess that indicates he is prepared. I get rid of my sweatpants in a split second.

Using my hands, I spread his legs so that I can position myself before his entrance. 'This might hurt a little.' I warn Kuroko.

'I don't care, Kagami-kun, just do it.'

Needless to say I immediately obey, guiding my manhood to the puckered opening that glistens of lube. I really want to slam myself inside him, but I hold back. Carefully, I press the tip inside. Kuroko grits his teeth, though he nods and urges me to go on. I move my hips forward, growling at the heath around my cock. As I'm buried inside the clenching warmth till the base, I let Kuroko adjust. Pain is written all over his face, but he keeps the shouts to himself.

This is the first time I'm fucking a guy, and this ass feels god damn amazing. He squeezes me – not hard enough to make me cum without moving, but he does send hot shocks throughout my limbs.

'What are you waiting for? Move, please,' Kuroko says between heavy breaths.

'Yeah, yeah. Don't be impatient.'

I thrust myself inside, making sure to hit his sweet spot. Kuroko moans loudly and pulls on the sheets underneath him to find some sort of grip.

'Does it hurt?'

'Just a tiny bit. But the pleasure is much greater.'

Happy with his answer, I snap my hips forward again in a steady pace. The high sounds coming from Kuroko forms a beautiful contrast with my own, lower grunts. He feels amazingly good around me and my chest tightens as I see his flushed face.

I freaking love him.

A little shocked by the confession I made in my head, I rock my hips a little faster. I want to make my loved one cum as quick as possible. My efforts are getting rewarded by Kuroko, who arches his back rather sexily as I streak the spot with more force this time. Electricity runs up my spine as he tightens his muscles around me and I groan loudly.

'If you are going to keep doing that, I'm not gonna last long,' I manage to say.

'Doesn't… matter. Going to c-cum s-soon… as well, ngghh.'

I crash my lips on Kuroko's, our tongues sweeping violently as he moans in my mouth. He smells like himself with a whiff of clean soap; intoxicating as hell. My thrust become ragged, my orgasm nearing. I bury my head in the crook of his neck, closing the gap between our sweaty and hot bodies.

Kuroko's nails dig in my arm while he gets – I thought it was impossible – even tighter. I breath in Kuroko's smell, I taste his throat that vibrates because of the hums.

I'm losing control. I don't want to hurt Kuroko, but the only thing I can do is thrust rougher and deeper.

'Kagami, I'm so close! Keep. Going,' Kuroko cries out. 'Harder!'

He is yearning for me, he is longing for me. These thoughts get me so incredibly hot. It is like I'm in a spiral of lust, a bucket with water that is about to overflow. The last drop is about to make the bucket spill over.

'C-cumming, I'm cumming!' Kuroko howls as he bucks his hips down on me before crying out my name and coating both our stomachs with his white juice.

The feel of Kuroko spasming around me is too much. I get overwhelmed by the intensity of my orgasm. I groan hard in Kuroko's neck as I release my liquid inside Kuroko with one last thrust.

I fall down next to Kuroko, we both are out of breath and sticky with cum.

'So does this make us official?' I ask Kuroko as we lie on the bed, our fingers intertwined

'I guess it does, boyfriend.' Kuroko snuggles against me.

'Boyfriend? I like the sound of that.'

- The End -