"Boo," Kise pouted more at him, trying not to shiver as Kuroko's hands slid down his front. He could feel the heat of the other's hands through the thin cotton of the summer kimono.

It had been a year since Kuroko had caught him masturbating at the hot springs resort. He had no idea why that memory was suddenly in his brain. His face burned as much as Kuroko's.

Why was he blushing?

Wait.

Wait. Kuroko liked Akashi, right? Right?