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Title: Sugar, Spice, Sand – Shouyou's Sugar Daddy
Fandom: Haikyuu!
Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Haruichi Fundate. This fanfiction on the other hand is entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.
Tags: m/m, post canon, BDSM, bondage, explicit intercourse, anal, oral
Main Pairing: Kenma/Shouyou
Haikyuu! Characters: Hinata Shouyou, Kozume Kenma
Summary: Someone calls Kenma Shouyou's 'sugar daddy' and after looking that up and investigating some, Shouyou goes to confront Kenma about what that means for them.
Sugar, Spice, Sand
Shouyou's Sugar Daddy
If you get boring, I'll stop.
When Kenma had first offered to be Shouyou's sponsor, the ginger hadn't questioned it. Shouyou had just been grateful for the opportunity, his thoughts all on volleyball and the fact that this allowed him to play even more volleyball.
Only when his friends in Brazil questioned how he afforded everything and he told them about his really good friend Kenma who paid for everything did he start to question Kenma's motivation. His friends had laughed and joked that Shouyou had a 'sugar daddy', which wasn't a term Shouyou had ever heard before. After looking it up on his phone quickly, he'd just smiled at his friends and confirmed that that was it. Which had caused more laughter and confusion from them.
At which point Shouyou realized that there was more to this than just paying. It was the first time that Shouyou actually questioned the nature of their relationship. Every interaction between the two, how close they were, how much Kenma made Shouyou's heart jump.
Which was when he went to Kenma and asked, point blank, why exactly Kenma sponsored him. He'd hoped for a clear answer, something that would help him in his confusion. Instead, Kenma had looked at him with that dangerous, predatory grin like a cat who was about to pounce on the helpless little birdie and eat it whole, and then he had said that he did it just because he had the money to spare – and that, if Shouyou got boring, he'd stop.
Never had Shouyou been more determined not to be boring. Even though he continued being confused, not just about his own feelings but also about Kenma's feelings. Were there any romantic feelings? Was that the motivation for the sponsorship, or was it just friendship? Just entertainment?
Only after their big victory did Shouyou gather up the courage to really ask.
/break\
They had gone out for dinner and drinks with everybody they knew from their high school days who'd managed to make it and watch the game. Shouyou and Kageyama had competed in a drinking competition until someone – and he genuinely did not remember who – took their drinks away and told them to go outside and get some fresh air.
"Shouyou. You should drink some water, stay hydrated."
Shouyou blinked sluggishly, he hadn't even realized that he had closed his eyes. Kenma stood in front of him, holding a bottle of water. With a frown did Shouyou look around, not spotting Kageyama anywhere. After a moment, he accepted the water bottle, downing half of it.
"Kageyama-kun went back to his hotel. Oikawa-san helped him," offered Kenma.
At that, Shouyou nodded and took another big gulp of water. "Was I entertaining enough?"
Kenma blinked a couple of times, before he laughed softly. "Yeah. Yeah, you were entertaining. Things... with you never get boring, Shouyou. You know that, right?"
Never boring sounded good. But then Kenma had said he'd be paying until things got boring, so if Kenma never expected Shouyou to get boring then...? Shouyou furrowed his brows at that.
"So you'll pay for me forever?" asked Shouyou confused.
Kenma had sat down next to him and he reluctantly laid an arm around Shouyou to pull him closer. For warmth, because Shouyou had come out without a jacket. With a content little sigh did Shouyou lean against Kenma, resting his head against Kenma's shoulder.
"I suppose so," whispered Kenma after a moment.
"Mh," Shouyou tilted his head to look up at Kenma from his curled together position. "So are we like engaged then? Because that sounds like marriage and from what I read about sugar daddies, there is definitely like a relationship or something or maybe marriage?"
Which was super clumsy and definitely not how Shouyou had ever imagined that conversation to go, but also he was super drunk. Too drunk to remember anything after that, because in the warmth of Kenma's embrace, he had fallen asleep on the spot before Kenma had a chance to answer.
/break\
Shouyou woke up with the worst hangover of his entire life, everything was way too bright. Groaning, he rolled over and buried his face in the very soft and comfy pillow. Someone chuckled.
"I have aspirin for you," whispered Kenma gently.
"Mh...?" Shouyou peaked out from the pillow. "Where am I...?"
"My hotel room. You fell asleep on me yesterday, I needed Kuro to help me drag you here."
Rolling onto his back, Shouyou took a look around. It looked super fancy and not the kind of hotel room he would have ever taken for himself, probably. Kenma sat down on the edge of the bed and handed a glass of water and a pill to Shouyou, who gladly accepted them and sat up.
"I clearly remember drinking with Kageyama. And we... uh... How much did we drink...?"
"I'd say about two beer too many," replied Kenma calmly. "But I suppose you stopped in time, because you kept everything in and just went sleepy. After proposing to me."
Shouyou sputtered, spitting the water out wide. "I... What?"
"You said if I am paying for you and if I will be paying for you forever, that we should get married. Kuro had a good laugh about this, you know," Kenma offered him a grin.
With his face aflame did Shouyou collapse back onto the bed. He grabbed the pillow to cover his face in embarrassment. So that really had happened, huh? Why did his stupid mouth sometimes work faster than his stupid brain? It was actually Kageyama's fault for challenging him to drink!
"Shouyou," Kenma nudged him gently. "Here."
Something was placed on Shouyou's stomach. Curiosity got the best of Shouyou and he removed the pillow from his face to look. It was a small black velvet box. Once he sat up again, he took the box and opened it. Inside rested a single ring. That sideways eight symbol on top and in each hole sat a stone – one black stone and one cat's eye. He knew that stone, because he'd bought a pendant for Kenma before when he'd seen that in a jewelry store during his travels!
"What's that?" asked Shouyou, picking the ring out of the box.
"An engagement ring. The black onyx for the crow, the cat's eye for the cat. Us in a ring."
Well, that didn't really sound like Kenma. Kenma wasn't the metaphorical romantic type. Shouyou lifted his head to narrow his eyes at the other. Not yet focusing on the 'engagement' part.
"Yachi designed them," admitted Kenma.
"What. When did she have time to do that? I only sputtered that out yesterday!"
"I've had it for a while," Kenma didn't look at him. "Kuro thinks I should have given it to you a while ago. But I knew that you wanted to travel, to go away. And I felt like... saying it, doing that, might be something to hold you back. And I wanted you to go follow your dream."
"...Huh," Shouyou blinked repeatedly. "So... we are boyfriends then?"
"To me, yes," admitted Kenma, turning to look at Shouyou again. "I... am not good with these... feelings. It took Kuro pointing things out to me to realize that that's what I feel for you. I just knew you are very... important to me."
"I'm not good with that either," admitted Shouyou sheepishly, ruffling his hair. "But you're very important to me too? And my heart goes whump-whump-whump when we actually see each other! I always thought it was just because we're good friends but we don't see each other much but I feel like it's gotten... stronger ever since we graduated? And I've been thinking really hard on it and my friends asked me about it, after they said that you're like my sugar daddy. They asked me if I could imagine kissing you and going on romantic dates with you and it's just... yes."
The smile on Kenma's lips was so bright and filled with love as he watched the ginger ramble excitably in this very honest manner that was so typical to Shouyou. Without thinking about it much, Kenma leaned in and kissed Shouyou. It was just a soft press of lips, but it left Shouyou's heart racing. He'd kissed other people before, but this was different – it was as though he could taste the years of friendship and everything they had shared with each other in that one kiss.
"Wait, so like are we engaged now?" Shouyou blinked and stared from Kenma to the ring.
Kenma closed his eyes and leaned into Shouyou's space. "If you want to be, yes."
When he peeked at Shouyou, there was a giant grin splitting the ginger's face. Shouyou wrapped his arms around Kenma, hugging him tightly. This felt as exciting to Shouyou as winning had yesterday and that just seemed so incredibly unreal, because he had never thought anything could be as exciting as winning a game of volleyball. But this felt like winning in life?
"But don't get boring now," warned Kenma playfully.
/break\
Kenma smiled, a pleased and lazy expression as he ran his fingers through Shouyou's hair. It was so soft, he'd always liked that. As fluffy as it looked. His fingers entangled further in the hair and he tugged, pulling Shouyou's head back so the kneeling boy would look up at him. He'd soon found out that he liked Shouyou on his knees – and Shouyou liked being on his knees for him.
"I'm bored, I'm sure you can change that, Shouyou," Kenma's voice was a low, dark drawl.
He was sitting in his chair behind his desk, working. Work was boring. Shouyou wasn't. Those warm, brown eyes sparkled eagerly and Shouyou grinned broadly at him. The same eagerness Kenma was used to meeting on the court with his little crow. Laughing softly to himself, Kenma leaned back, gently guiding Shouyou's head between his legs.
BDSM had always fascinated him, ever since he'd discovered it as a teenager. It was intimacy but as a game and that was the kind he found interesting. Touching and physical intimacy weren't entirely his favorite thing, he often didn't want excessive touching and someone in his personal space. But BDSM was all about boundaries and respecting them, about people making clear what they wanted and what they definitely didn't want to, a street light system to warn your partner if something was getting uncomfortable. And a successful session was like clearing a level, winning a game.
He'd explored this with Kuro as a teen, out of curiosity and because Kuro was the one he trusted the most. Even if they weren't in love with each other, both were okay with sharing this. It had been a good arrangement to explore their own boundaries. But that was also how he had discovered that he was asexual. He found Kuro good looking, objectively, but he hadn't chosen him for this because he was sexually attracted to his best friend – he'd come to realize that he didn't feel that. He didn't feel sexual attraction. And he didn't know if he would have figured that out back then, without Kuro. Because his best friend did experience that, looking at someone and wanting to be intimate with that person specifically because he was attracted to him. Something Kenma had learned when Kuro would whine about Tsukki in the aftermath of their sessions. Thankfully, those two were by now hitched and Kenma had to endure much less whining on Kuro's part.
"Good boy," Kenma gasped softly as Shouyou wrapped his lips around him.
Shouyou was very greedy and generous as a lover, which Kenma appreciated greatly. Even though he didn't experience sexual attraction, he still found pleasure in the act. As long as it happened in a controlled setting, as long as he got to call the shots. All of that, he had explained to Shouyou very patiently after the two had gotten together. It took multiple conversation to explain, because Shouyou wasn't familiar with the term asexuality, or the nuances to that. And all he knew about BDSM was from porn. So they had taken a few weeks, taking their time to set boundaries and understand what they both wanted and were comfortable with.
What Kenma found very sweet was that his boyfriend had quite the praise kink. Every little praise would make the ginger even more eager – and Kenma got to reap the benefits of that. He moaned, a stuttering sound, as he got closer to his orgasm. Shouyou hummed softly, the vibrations that sent through Kenma's cock made Kenma come hard. While he came down from his orgasm, he ran his fingers gently through Shouyou's hair, patting his head in praise.
"You did very good for me, Shouyou," whispered Kenma pleased.
That was always how their scenes ended. The ginger pulled off and licked his lips, the biggest, most pleased grin on his lips. His hands rested on Kenma's thighs and he pushed himself up enough to get a kiss. As their kiss deepened, Shouyou came to sit on his lap. When Shouyou laid his arms around Kenma's neck, the light caught in the gem on Shouyou's engagement ring and Kenma grinned pleased. The two of them had done things a bit unconventionally but it worked for them.
"Natsu and Yachi-chan are trying on brides-maid dresses tomorrow," said Shouyou, curled against Kenma, his head tucked beneath Kenma's chin. "And we finally got the last confirmations!"
Kenma ran his knuckles down Shouyou's spine, reaching for his mouse with his other hand so he could continue working. He did have deadlines to meet, after all. But even he needed a break.
"That's good. I talked to the caterer this morning," replied Kenma with a small smile.
The two had been dating for half a year and even though that might not seem long for many people, both counted their many years of friendship too. They knew what they had and that there was no going back, so they started planning the wedding. Of course they had to plan it around Shouyou's work – being a professional volleyball player, they couldn't exactly get married while he had active games to play. Thankfully, Kenma's own work was more flexible and he could work from home, meaning he got to move in with his fiance and live wherever he wanted to while still heading his firm and doing his work. Something that had made Shouyou smile the brightest, because the idea of leaving Japan again, and consequently leaving Kenma behind, had bummed him out.
/break\
Beach volleyball was one of the things Shouyou had really grown attached to. He'd come to miss it, whenever he was not close to the beach. The heat, the sun, the sand, the beach in the background. It was vastly different than indoor volleyball and he loved them both, but to get to play at a beach? That was a privilege as Shouyou came to realize. Indoor volleyball, he could play anywhere.
"Sho—oyou," called his husband out, sounding mildly miserable.
While Shouyou thrived in the sun, Kenma was very much an indoors person. Still, they had to spend their honeymoon at a beach, Shouyou had pleaded in that way that Kenma couldn't deny. After scoring the winning point, Shouyou jogged over to his still new husband. He came to sit next to him, kneeling over Kenma so he could lean down and steal a kiss.
"Yes, husband?" asked Shouyou, giggling a little as he said it.
It still felt weird and new to say and it got him all excited with his heart thumping hard. Kenma smiled up at him fondly before resting a hand in Shouyou's neck to pull him down into another kiss.
"Can we go back to the hotel for today? It's way too hot?" requested Kenma.
They did have a dinner reservation for tonight and should shower, clean up and get changed first, so Shouyou nodded in confirmation, aiming a grin at his husband. Kenma smiled pleased at that.
/break\
Shouyou was sprawled out on their hotel room bed, hands over his head and tied to the headboard. He kept squirming, which was why he had gotten tied down in the first place. A predatory smile laid on Kenma's lips, all the cat with his favorite prey at his mercy. He kissed his way down Shouyou's chest, one hand playing with Shouyou's nipples in a teasing manner. That got him the high little whines, some of Kenma's favorite sounds. He'd loved exploring Shouyou's body, cataloging all the noises his lover made. All the while, his other hand was between Shouyou's legs, working the ginger open with three fingers. Spreading his fingers apart, he thrust in and out of the other.
"Are you ready, little crow?" asked Kenma softly, his lips ghosting over Shouyou's pulse.
"Ye—es," Shouyou's voice was a drawn-out whine.
How cute. Kenma tilted his head as he pulled out of his husband. The fun of sex was both in his own release and in bringing his Shouyou pleasure, drawing all these pretty noises from his crow. His hands wandered over Shouyou's thighs, parting them. Once he had proper access, he pushed into Shouyou. Nice and slow, giving his husband the chance to adjust to the stretch.
"Good boy, you're taking me so well," whispered Kenma softly against Shouyou's lips.
One hand cupped Shouyou's ass, the other wrapped around Shouyou's dick, jerking him off slowly. He picked up the pace on both his jerks and thrusts. His husband kept squirming cutely, never good at sitting still. But he looked so pretty all tied up, with the black rope around his wrists.
"I... I'm close," Shouyou gasped and bucked his hips.
"Mh..." Kenma feigned thoughtfulness as he thrust into his lover's tight hole.
A whine and then a pout, the cute one that Kenma found hard to deny. "Please?"
"Okay," whispered Kenma, thrusting sharper and rubbing his thumb over the head of Shouyou's cock. "I'll allow it. Come for me, my little crow."
The moan that came from Shouyou was so needy and beautiful, the knowledge that he had caused this moan was enough to push Kenma over the edge too. He came inside his lover just as Shouyou came all over both their stomachs. Shouyou went slack beneath him, looking blissed out.
Kenma kissed his husband's temple. "You did very good for me, Shouyou."
He carefully untied Shouyou and then went to get something to clean up. Sex was such a messy business, so he didn't exactly indulge in it too often. But it made his husband happy and he himself enjoyed the release and the physical contact occasionally too. He grabbed a towel and got it wet with lukewarm water before he went to clean himself and his husband off the cum.
"Are you alright, Shouyou?" asked Kenma when he noticed the ginger rubbing his wrists.
"I wiggled too much," Shouyou pouted a little. "It's okay, they're just a bit raw."
When Kenma got rid of the towel, he grabbed the lotion for Shouyou's wrists. While applying the lotion, his eyes caught on their matching wedding bands. Seeing them put a smile on his lips. This had really all worked out well for him, mh? Patience had paid off. He had the career and the husband he always wanted. With a smile did he kiss Shouyou before joining him in bed.
~*~ The End ~*~