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A soft sketch,,

I'm a little spoon Tsukki truther (this is not spooning but he likes being held u get it)

was talking to my friend about haikyuu!! yesterday

Yamaguchi + D, T, V.

18+, mdni.

D= dirty secret

sweet, sweet yamaguchi. love's the feeling of overstimming himself. likes to see how far he can take it before he taps out. the way his toes curl into the carpet with each jerk of his cock, the way his body shudders as he fucks another load into his hand, the way he fights the pretty moans bubbling in his throat so his roommates don't hear...it all adds to the thrill, the pleasure of it all. he always blocks off half a day for these sessions because once he's finished, he sleeps for hours.

T= toys

owns toys but he's a lil shy about it. won't bring up the fact that he has a handful of different cock rings under his bed, or the fact that he's got a fleshlight or two in his closet, unless you ask.

V= volume

he's a whiner, lets out a long whine when he finally sinks his cock into you. typically not extremely loud, but he definitely can be. doesn't take much to make him loud, a little bit of dirty talk or a few quick pinches to his sensitive nipples usually does the trick.

♥︎ ┊what can i do for you?

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( yamaguchi / black f.reader)

＃ tags :: fingering (m receiving), sugar baby yamaguchi, pillow princess yamaguchi, oral sex (m receiving) , d/s vibes

＃ wc :: 1.2k

＃ a/n :: just tossing this out here to see how readers feel about switch boys who actually bottom.

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"when⎯when did you even have time to order this?" yamaguchi asked, holding his new phone in soft hands. he stared at you in disbelief, and something beautiful, awe hidden plainly in his pretty brown eyes. he had actually broken his phone about a week ago, but he had been so busy with finals, and therefore couldn't meet with you in person, which meant you noticed his broken phone just before you got on your flight.

you shrugged, trying to play it cool. "i got someone to order it for me" secretly though, you were over the moon for him. and it pleased you to buy yamaguchi things, especially things you knew he would appreciate.

"how much did it cost?"

"doesn't matter" yamaguchi opened his mouth to speak. "and no, you aren't going to pay me back. i won't let you. this is really no big deal"

yamaguchi frowned. he gestured. around the lavish hotel room expressively "i don't know if you noticed, but we have two very different definitions of 'no big deal'"

you patted the spot on the bed next to you, and your boyfriend spent no time curling up around you. "you're in your head again baby" you said gently, turning to press a kiss to the first part of him you could reach; his upper bicep. even though yamaguchi was larger, and much taller, he still managed to fit just right against the crook of your neck like a snuggly koala. and even though things between the two of you were far from normal, it felt right. it was where both of you belonged.

"it's just...you already do a lot for me" he muttered, cheeks pinking under the soft light. probably referring to your latest scheme. you whisked him away on vacation because he seemed stressed out, and no matter how he tried to downplay it, university life was getting to him. you hated seeing him doing anything less than the things that made him happy.

"i do these things for you because i want to. we both know i wouldn't do anything i wouldn't want tadashi. so please stop acting like your inconveniencing me" yamaguchi pulled a face, like he still wanted to argue, so you pulled him down into a heated kiss. when you released him, hands still framing his face, you saw the hunger burning behind his smile. he leaned down to kiss you again, gasping into your mouth when your hands trailed up to tug at his nipples.

"can we?" he asked vaguely, not quite meeting your eye, and practically tripped over himself to take off his clothes when you said yes. yamaguchi hurried to get back in his spot, reaching his arms out and silently asking for another kiss, which you were happy to do.

you shed your own clothes, not that you were wearing much from your shower earlier and straddled yamaguchi's lap . you could feel his hardon pressing into your thigh. "i want you to just sit here and be pretty. can you do that for me tadashi? be my pretty little prince?"

yamaguchi whined. the sound was sweeter than drizzled honey. "i can do that"

"i know you can," you said, kissing down his jaw. he itched to touch you, to run his hands up and down your sides and the squish of your thighs. but as much as he liked to touch you, he liked it even more when you touched him, when you told him how good he was for letting you do what you wanted. you pressed a knee between his inner thighs and giggled when immediately, he began to roll his hips. "you're so good to everyone else. even when they don't deserve it. let me spoil you. i promise it's not a bad thing"

he whined lowly, squirming against your knee. you were happy to just watch, content in hearing his quiet moans and the feeling of his sharp hipbones making contact against your own. yamaguchi threw his head back onto the pillow. what a pretty picture he made, tip of his pretty cock red and leaking. "ha. hnng, more, please!"

you laughed, the sound knife-sharp and condescending. "oh but i am touching you pretty boy" you pressed your knee against his leaking cock for emphasis. " if you want something else baby, you've got to be specific. you know how to ask for things that you want"

there wasn't much else you loved in this world besides teasing yamaguchi. he always gave you everything, the best of all he had to offer. "wan' your mouth! y/n⎯please"

"you're so pretty when you beg" you whispered in his ear, grinning. you shifted down to rest on the bed , spreading yamaguchi's legs, and then lifting them, adjusting yourself properly. he couldn't hold in the noise he made when your mouth finally went down on his, couldn't even if he tried. but you always liked it better when he didn't, he when told you how good he felt.

"so⎯ so good! ha, f-fuck"

you patted around the bed for the lube. yamaguchi's eyes flew open (almost comically) when he heard the sound of the lid uncapping, and he began to push his hips out impatiently. you pulled off his dick, and swatted at the head of cock, soothing the sting with a kiss. yamaguchi's hands settled softly into your hair as you went back down on him. you spread the cold liquid onto your index finger, circling around his rim before pushing in slowly.

he released a choked noise, voice trembling above you. to take away from the initial pain you knew he felt, your tongue trailed through the slit of the head, and then swirled around it. bingo,you thought triumphantly as one of yamaguchi's tell-tale 'i'm close' moans rung through the hotel room. once the initial discomfort passed, there was only smooth sailing. you pushed your finger in and out of him, quickly picking up pace, pressing against his walls in all the right places.

yamaguchi rolled his hips into your mouth, fucking your face and chasing his high. when you reached down to suckle one of his balls into your mouth, he came, shouting your name and throwing a hand over his face in embarrassment. "oh my god, i was so loud..."

you pulled your fingers out of him slowly., laughing "a little bit. but i like it when you're loud"

rereading my own fic and every single line is hitting because i wrote it specifically to cater to my extremely particular interests

closet perv yams currently on the brain…

I am not meant for casual. I was born for soul crushing devotion.

boyfrens :)) [wip]