Published: November 20, 2016
"Sometime today, baby."
"Do I really have to?"
"You said anything I wanted."
". . . I feel ridiculous."
"The King awaits, [Name]."
Kuroo's lips spread slowly at the begrudged sigh from behind the bathroom door. His reclined posture at the edge of the bed straightened and a sliver of white teeth showcased their smugness when you stepped from the seemingly ethereal, fluorescent light of the bathroom. He folded his arms across his chest, his grin now ear to ear and his snarky, feline orbs languidly taking in the sight of you.
While you were, obviously, less than thrilled. You were all for spicing things up in the bedroom, and though a maid's costume was fairly common you didn't think it would be up Kuroo's ally. Perhaps it still wasn't; perhaps it was the cat-ears and and cutesy, peek-a-boo cat, thigh-high tights that went along with the skimpy black and white skirt that did it for him. Either way, it was taking everything you had just to meet his lewd gaze.
He whistled, "Oya, oya . . . What do we have here, eh?"
"Tetsu," you warned, a second round of heat tinting the apples of your cheeks.
"[Name]," his tongue clicked, "C'mon, say the thing."
"Do I have to? It doesn't make any sense!"
"Yup," his lips popped, and your foot stomped meagerly.
Feigning a curtsy and a sickeningly-sweet smile, you said, "How may I please you, Meowster."
Kuroo's chest bubbled with restrained laughter, and his pit of his stomach filled with what he could only assume was elation mixed with anticipation. You looked so adorably flustered, and it was the sexiest thing to see you pout. He was about to do the most beautiful thing in the room and those kitty-tights would be the only things staying on.
He simply curled his index finger, and you nearly choked on your gasp. It was beyond your comprehension how a man like Kuroo, who was ninety-percent dork, a man who came up with the term Meowster as a substitute for Master could switch gears so quickly. The way he stared at you now was enough to make your nether-area quiver, and your heart race for freedom.
It only took one step closer for Kuroo to reach, grab and flip you against the mattress. In a blink of an eye, you were pinned between fabric and a ravenous King.