Amazingly, for good or ill, Kise's erection didn't deflate. He contributed that to the fact he had been so close and had been so, so close to climax.

It didn't take much, a few more strokes and he had an orgasm that was... odd. He didn't know if it was amazing, or disappointing.

Being caught was... something, Kise thought as he stared at his dirtied hand, then at the some of cum on the grass before him. With a sigh, he shook his hand, getting most of it off and then licked up the rest. He didn't want to wipe it on his shirt or pants. (He kinda liked it, he figured he wouldn't mind swallowing.)

He then found a restroom, washed his hands and face.

It was time for dinner, and he didn't know how he was going to face Kuroko. He'd have to.

Pretend it didn't happen. That was the best way to deal with it.