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Okay and it is so hard to make a normal face when sukuna's tongue is literally swirling against your own...
And when itadori turns around and sees you a blushing mess 😳
Okay I'll go
Eeek!! So I had this idea last night when I was just about to sleep..!
Like imagine your with itadori on a mission and like you have to hide and you for some reason couldn't keep quiet so he puts his hand on your mouth and like sukuna sees this as an opportunity...
He makes his mouth come on itadori's hand and kind of makes out with you...😳😳
Please I'll stop ✋🏻 😭😭
Also let me know if you want me to write about this! Or if you're a writer reblog this and go crazy!!
:))
Eeek!! So I had this idea last night when I was just about to sleep..!
Like imagine your with itadori on a mission and like you have to hide and you for some reason couldn't keep quiet so he puts his hand on your mouth and like sukuna sees this as an opportunity...
He makes his mouth come on itadori's hand and kind of makes out with you...😳😳
Please I'll stop ✋🏻 😭😭
Also let me know if you want me to write about this! Or if you're a writer reblog this and go crazy!!
:))
God this is s' precious 💖
«Visage of a Friend»
Disclaimer1: Not based on any Genshin lore. Based on the fact "he" can sculpt.
For other disclaimers and title explanation,plz read thread.
Plz read from left to right.
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Title explanation (MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS,SO YOU CAN OPT TO READ LATER)
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It can cover many meanings.
Venti seeing the visage of his departed friend from the statue, serenely smiling as he always remembers it, and
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(Disclaimer 2) What if it weren't Mondstadt's citizens who sculpted the largest Barbatos statue as widely believed, but his friend Morax? Thus,title also refers to how Morax views Barbatos as his friend. Morax certainly knows how to sculpt, since he sculpted Azhdaha.
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And thus,the third meaning of the title,is how Morax made the statue to reflect the visage of both Barbatos and his best friend.
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Reblogs are wildly welcomed w.
#Venti #GenshinImpact #原神 #溫迪 #Barbatos #morax #rexlapis #zhongli #鍾離
Just - !🤍🤍
♡ Sharing -: ✧ :-゜・．
✧ Summary: Haikyuu captains sharing you with their best friends.
✧ Characters: Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Daichi, Sugawara, Kita, Aran, Atsumu, Ushijima, Tendou, Kuroo, Kenma, Bokuto, Akaashi.
✧ CW. AFAB reader, consensual cucking, voyeurism, dom! W/sub! Reader, size kink, dacryphilia, oral (m. & f. Receiving), fingering, spanking, dirty talk, pussy slap, edging, overstim, full Nelson, choking, degradation, praise, handjob(?), exhibitionism, MDNI
#tags. @festive @yuujispinkhair and @sinichiro @shigadabni (come get ur blond fox) @r1nf4iry
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»» Oikawa + Iwaizumi
“If you want to come you better beg." A deep growl falls on your ears but how can you form any words when the muscular ace has his cock buried so deep inside you. Rough palms pressed your knees to your chest and with each thrust, he hit your cervix,"Hajime, please please, need to cum s'bad," Your clouded mind forgot your brunette lover's presence. But you're soon reminded when your wrist is grabbed by a large hand,"No slacking off, baby." Oikawa guides your fist on his cock, leaky tip throbbing under your touch.
“Don’t forget who you belong to.” The possessive tint to his words made your pussy clench around his friend's cock,"'m sorry, Tooru," Your hand resumes to jerk him while Iwaizumi wrecked your pussy with rough strokes right on your cervix. Just as you feel the band in your belly snap, a feeling of emptiness washes over you. The spikey haired ace fisted his angry red dick at the sight of you whimpering underneath them,"Aww, did you really think you're allowed to cum on anything other than my cock?" Oikawa coos, kneading your breasts in his large palms before pinching the hard buds harshly. Iwaizumi chuckles at your squeak, releasing hot spurts of white on your fluttering cunt. He delivered a hard slap on your pussy,"Be good f'your boyfriend, yeah?"
»» Daichi + Sugawara
“You feel amazing.” Pretty brown eyes admire you with gentle hands tracing your body,"No more," Your hot palms pressed on the setter's chest as your body trembled above him,"No more, daddy." Your eyes flew to land on the captain's dark brown ones, begging for relief.
“You can take it, you’ve done it before.” His smirk told you he won't let you rest anytime soon, “Be a good girl for daddy.” Sugawara's hands cupped your breasts as they slid up your torso slowly, drumming his fingers gently on your heated skin,"Yeah be a good girl for daddy." With a shuddering breath, you resume bouncing on the grey haired man's cock, your pussy quivering from overstimulation. They had made you cum thrice on their mouths and fingers before this and you're sure the session is barely over, "Think you can take Asahi next, baby?"
»» Ushijima + Tendou
Through your blurred gaze you could see the red haired man's smirk,"You look cute like this, baby." Breasts heaving with shallow pants from the two men's antics as you whimper,"'Toshi, please, lemme cum, will be good f'ya'." Your sob clashes with Tendou's chuckle,"Where's the fun in that?" Long fingers slide inside your folds with ease,"When we can have you moaning like a whore like this," Your thighs close around his arm when he nudges your sweet spot again.
“Be a good girl and spread your legs.” A deep voice rumbles near your chest and soon your nipple is engulfed in a hot mouth,"Maybe he'll let you cum then." You don't believe him but you obey your dark haired boyfriend's words anyway. Ushijima gives a rewarding tweak to your other bud and watches with amused eyes as you squirm under him. Tendou hums, pressing his thumb to your clit and teasing the puffy bundle of nerves till you're crying out all sweet for him,“I love the way you look with my fingers inside you." Maybe he will let you cum this time.
»» Kuroo + Kenma
“Use your tongue.” Kuroo whispered into your skin as his hands wrapped around your body, holding you still for his friend. Dyed blond locks brushed soft on your thighs with Kenma's hum resonating against your wet folds. The setter pressed a kiss on your puffy clit before licking a smooth strip up your slit. Kuroo's knees held your legs apart so that you don't crush Kenma's head. A globe of hot liquid dropped on your pussy followed by a soft snicker. Your head falls back on the team captain's shoulders with an unintentionally loud moan as Kenma slides in two slender fingers through your entrance.
"Be quiet," Kuroo purrs in your ear, fingers massaging your breasts through your shirt. He's got you on his lap in the boy's locker room as his friend knelt between your legs,“If we get caught I’m killing you.” Your complain dies down to a whimper when Kenma curls his fingers upwards,“Oh kitten, don’t make me tell you twice." Kuroo pinches both your nipples with a devious smirk.
»» Bokuto + Akaashi
Your mind is foggy as your jaw aches from hanging open for so long but the hand behind your your head keeps you from pulling away as the dark haired setter in front of you continued to fuck your face,“You’re so sexy when you’re hot and bothered.” A moan vibrated on Akaashi's cock at his captain's words,"Fuck," Hearing the usually composed and calculated man curse under his breath made a fresh gush of arousal wash over you,"Oh, oh fuck,” Bokuto's golden eyes roll back from how good your cunt feels around him, tighter and wetter than ever before.
“You can get louder, can’t you?” His grip on your hips becomes almost bruising as he goes harder, plunging his cock deeper. Bringing his palm down on your ass, Bokuto snickers,"Be a bit louder for us, yeah?" Akaashi's hips stutter from the loud whimper you let out. His vein pulses on your tongue before he's cumming in your mouth,"Swallow." Another slap is delivered on the aching cheek when you falter at your boyfriend's command. His junior shudders when he feels you gulp around his sensitive cock before pulling out,"Good girl." He caresses your tear stained face. Your arms give out under you when Bokuto starts fucking you mercilessly. Grabbing your wrists, he pulls them behind you as his hips met yours with messy wet slaps,"Now, I want to hear you scream."
»» Kita + Aran
"Too big," You huff, pressing your cheek to the sheets,"Please, can't." A dark hand takes your chin softly and turns you to face brown eyes,"But you're doing s'good for me, darling." Aran pants as your walls wrap snug around his hard length,"She can take it," Your lashes flutter up to meet your boyfriend's eyes, a regaled shade of lust hazing them. Kita smiled down at you,"Right?"
Not trusting your voice, you nod with a whimper. Immediately cursing yourself for that when Aran thrusts lightly inside you and your back arches because of how his thick cock pushes in your tight cunt,"Aran, please," The said man can't help the low growl originating in his chest at your mewl. You look so cute like this, tiny hands clawing at his bare chest as he fucks you dumb in front of his captain,"Hm, darling?" His appreciative hum is followed by a roll of his hips, he'll show you just how grateful he is that he got to be here, buried in your pussy.
Bonus:
»» Kita + Atsumu
“This feels dirty.”
“That's because it is.” Kita's lips mould into a smirk at his junior's words. You tuck your face in the blond's neck with a whimper,“Don’t pretend to be s'innocent.” The wall is cold on your naked back but Atsumu's body is hot against yours,"Not when yer' takin' my dick s'well." His lips are a breath away from the shell of your ear. Large palms hooked under your thighs to hoist you up as he rut into you, cock hitting all the good places inside your pussy,"In front of yer' boyfriend none the less."
"'Tsumu!" Your ankles lock around his waist as your arms wrap around his shoulders,"Aw are ya' shy?" He bites your earlobe, pulling it slightly before releasing the burning cartilage. You whimper in response,"Drop the facade, y/n." A cool hand slithers around your neck before fingers press into your jaw and turn you to meet the blond's captain,"I know you love this." Kita's lips are on yours, whisper fanning your skin before he kissed you,"No need to pretend you don't want Atsumu's cock to rearrange your guts." His words made your walls squeeze impossibly around his junior, who grunted and stilled so as not to cum right away,"Yeah? That right, baby?" You whimper against your white haired boyfriend's lips,"Then admit it."
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Ahhh-!!! Gumi !!!!
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Don't you love me, mommy?
༄ Megumi Fushiguro x Reader
Megumi steals his dad's pretty gf
ㅤ— Warnings. AFAB reader, MDNI, MOMMY KINK, DEGRADATION, edging, dacryphilia, slight size kink too bc he's got toji's genes hehe, creampie, possessive 'Gumi, pussy slaps, unprotected sex, cheating, objectification, age gap mentioned (y/n is of Megumi's age, early 20s and toji in his 40s), spit kink, bita angst ig, mean dom! Megumi :(
ㅤ— Note. This is my toji smut's reverse. Y'all wanted reverse? Y'all get reverse in every sense. And I blame @oikawabreakme and this post here for this idea lmao. Pfft, I'm not even here to see the damage. Have fun finally getting it on queue.
#tags. @manjiken @s-zu
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"What's the matter, mommy?" Your cheek's pressed to the couch, a hand over your flushed face to shield your obvious embarrassment,"Am I too much for you?"
Talented fingers move inside you at a fast pace,"'Gumi, sto-ah!" You can't even finish your sentence because the dark haired man above you is curving his fingers, the pads of his index and middle fingers nudging at your sweet spot,"Please," You beg as you feel him press his thumb on your clit. Your arm's yanked away, exposing your heated face to your boyfriend's son,"Please what?" A snicker brushes against your lips before a teasing kiss lands on your panting mouth.
His tongue is shoved inside your wet cavern, tangling yours up in a tango. Wrist flicking harshly on your pussy had you pouring muffled cries in the kiss. Megumi moans against your lips at how good you feel wrapped around tight on his fingers. His deadbeat old man didn't deserve this pussy, he didn't deserve you.
His thumb rubs smooth eights on your nub while his digits plunge inside you with vigour. Breaking the kiss, Megumi rests his wet lips on your jaw, breath moist on your skin, "Ya' want me to stop?"
Before you process his words, he's pulling his fingers out with a wet 'pop'. A breathy chuckle hangs in the room following your whine,"'Gumi," He loves how you seem confused like you can't decide. To him, there's nothing to decide, he's the better man for you, not his fucking father. And he's gonna drill that into your mind, even if he has to fuck your brains out before that.
"Just fuckin' saying my name like that," His palm lands roughly on your fluttering cunt, you crying out because of the slap and he smirks,"And yet you chose him." Dark eyes filled with unbridled hatred stare down at you,"Over me." He spat, malice intertwined with hurt in his voice. Your eyes fluttered, lips parting to tell him how you had pinned for him since you both were in Tokyo High but he never showed any interest. So, when you met his father at an unexpected jeopardy of a mission-"I only chose him 'cause-" But he doesn't want an explanation.
"Yeah? You wanna be a whore for my father?" His fingers press on your jaw. Bruising. Punishing,"Then I'll treat you like one." Mouth crashing on yours in a rough kiss, all teeth and tongue. He bit your plump lower lip. Hard. You tasted metal at the tip of your tongue. His eyes spoke for him,'I want to hurt you. Feel my pain.'
You're breathing hard from the intensity of the kiss when he delivered another slap to your pussy. With a yelp, your legs sandwiched his arm. A grin spreads on his lips, expression borderline sadistic when your eyes squeeze shut and you turn your face to the side,"Aw mommy, did that hurt?"
You sob out an unintelligible murmur for response. You don't even recall how you ended up under your boyfriend's son, on his couch, clothes thrown across the room- probably ripped. You were supposed to have dinner at some fancy restaurant Toji was taking you to tonight. It's not uncommon for him to pamper you like this. He'd usually take you out after he gets a job done. His job's dirty but pays well. Yet you're here, almost cumming on his son's- your long time crush's- fingers,"Speak up, whore."
"Yes, Megumi!" Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes from humiliation,"Then apologize," His hand wretched from between your legs only to be replaced by his cock. Slapping the cock head against your sensitive entrance, he chuckled,"You want it?" The tip hit your wet folds with a squelch,"You want my cock?" Your hands are around his neck, holding onto his body like your life depends on it,"Yes, please."
"Then apologize for choosing that old man when you coulda' done better." You can't help but notice how his eyes remind you of Toji's, the same green hue, while it had been the opposite when you first kissed the older man.
"'M sorry, 'Gumi." Your whimper doesn't satisfy him,"Not good 'nough." Another cock slap on your sensitive pussy and you're wailing, babbling,"Please, Megumi, I'm so sorry," He laughs, breathy and bitter,"Beg like the little whore you are, c'mon, mommy." You wanted him to stop calling you that but it's weirdly arousing, you don't understand why your cunt clenched at the title from his lips. But you had wanted your first time with Megumi to be sweet, for him to moan your name while you tell him how you love him- have loved him since forever.
"Sorry, 'Gumi, 'm sorry for being a whore n' choosing your dad,"
"Yeah, good enough for me," He sneered, thrusting inside you and bottoming out with one deep stroke. A scream tore through your lips, back arching off the couch. He might not be as huge as his dad but he's long, stretching you just right.
Megumi marveled as your breasts pressed to his chest and oh, he felt like he's gonna cum right now because you were squeezing his leaky cock so nicely,"Ah fuck," Pulling out till just his tip was breaching your entrance, he pushed in roughly, with a punishing pace at that,"He's been having this every night, eh?" Head thrown back, your toes curl at the sting when he talks about you like you're just an object,"Well, this pussy's mine now." Grabbing your jaw, he brings your face to his,"Open your mouth." He delivers a deep thrust when you fail to comply. Your jaw slackens in a loud yelp. Eyes shoot open when you feel a large drop of liquid wet your tongue with a soft thud,"Swallow." Megumi warned,"You're mine now." He jeers when you swallow his spit.
The drag of his cock is slow and deep against your walls first, a tantalizing pace that made you go mad,"Faster please," Your legs wrap around his waist and pull him in deeper, holding him close,"Yeah?" Spreading your thighs open, he drills into your pussy,"You asked for this." Your nails dig on his shoulders and back, drawing blood as a purchase of how he's jackhammering inside you, hitting your spot again and again. Cries and grunts fill the room, the couch scratching, creaking on the floor from his force. A hand squeezes your breast harshly, teeth clamping down on the other. Your walls tighten from the pain, and you feel the veins running along his cock pulse inside you.
You're gonna cum and he can tell from how your breathing picked up and how you're thrashing under him. So he stopped his pounding, grinding his hips in circles against yours, cock twitching deep but not deep enough to press against the rough patch inside you. You hiccup, whimpering in denial and try to buck up into him but Megumi's bigger hands hold down your hips firmly,"Fuck, take it." Spurts of warm ropes shoot inside you as he thrusts lightly with shallow bucks of his hips,"Take it all," Pulling out, Megumi watches in amusement as your cunt clenched around empty air, his cum pouring out, dripping down your ass and making a mess on the couch.
"Need you," Your sob breaks his trance. Glancing at your tear stained face, he feels a pang of guilt in his chest,"'Gumi, please, need to cum," His hand finds your ruined hole, fingers brushing lightly over the wet folds as he watched you squirm,"Yeah?" Thumb fiddling at your clit, he watched every reaction of yours,"Then beg like the good little whore you are."
Pleas bleed through your lips before he's plunging two of his fingers inside your pussy,"That's right," Digits ram against your spot as he fucks his seed deeper inside you,"You're just a whore who's only good for being a toy." His words hurt, you bit your lip to keep your sobs in- unsure about what your tears are of, his words or his actions. When he kisses you, it starts out rough like everything he's doing to you but turns passionate by the end, fingers burying knuckles deep within you,"Don't you love me, mommy?" There's still a tone of condescension but the desire of approval, the desperation didn't go unnoticed by you,"Yes," You breathe against his lips,"I love you, 'Gumi."
"Then cum for me, y/n." Your heart fluttered at the mention of your name, cunt gushing on his hand. The hint of adoration in his green eyes was gone as soon as it had appeared,"What a filthy slut ya' are, mommy." Megumi holds up his hand, drenched in the mixture of his and your cum,"Clean it up for me, will ya'?" Not a question. Even if he phrased it like one. Because he's shoving two of his digits past your lips. Your tongue swipes around the pads of his fingers, tasting the sweet tang.
Your phone ringing had his attention,"Would you look at that," Megumi snarls, pulling his fingers out of your mouth,"It's your boyfriend." Lips press against yours, possessively,"Dear ol' dad."
Your hands push at his chest lightly,"What? You still wanna go back to him?" The anger fades to a taunting smirk,"With my cum dripping down your thighs?"
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Makki Reacting to you Asking Him to Rail you | 4/46
Pairing: Takahiro Hanamaki x f!reader
Notes: Okay, so on top of the two stories I have to post today, I have Makki! I hope you guys enjoy this one, out of all of them, his was my favorite to write thus far. The thought of dating Makki is amazing and I think he’d be a great, fun boyfriend, but there’s something about the FWB trope for him that just… ugh, drives me wild in the best way 😫
Photo count: 6
If you want to see the other Haikyuu chapters I have done as well as catch up with this series as I post new parts, you can follow {this link} to my Haikyuu texting series masterlist!
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Why tf are these so hot-???
(Not that I am complaining <33)
Matsukawa Reacting to you Asking Him to Rail you | 3/46
Pairing: Issei Matsukawa x f!reader
Notes: Two in one day because who can tell me no? 😂 I hope you guys like this one! I’ve gotten some good feedback on the other two, so fingers crossed this keeps up the momentum 🤞
Photo count: 6
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Oikawa Reacting to you Asking Him to Rail you | 1/46
Pairing: Tōru Oikawa x f!reader
Notes: So, as you can see on my masterlist for my texting series, under the incomplete chapters I didn’t have the parts down. I did that on purpose because long ago I decided I was going to make this chapter longer than just one little photo and I knew it’d take more than 2 for some. This was on my old blog and I’m using my old baseline for each of the chapter while still adding things on! Unlike my “Accidentally sending them a message meant for someone else” series, I changed the names for the boys in this series. I didn’t know before that it was quite so easy to change their names, so from now on, if there’s a chapter where you’re just friends, I will change the name to make it a bit more realistic
With all of this being said, I will be doing this entire series in order of the characters who are in the normal texting series line-up. So, next will be Iwaizumi! I won’t rush these so that they can all be as great as I can make them. They won’t all make it to 10 chapters, maybe none of them will, but they will all be above 3 photos!
In the future, I may do more series like this (especially if it is from my old blog because they were such long chapters), however for a normal reference I will keep my texting series with the parts and normal line-up, this is just a fun difference!
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This is so hot please-!
EEKKK!!!<33
Be a good pet
ㅤ — Characters: Gojo, Geto, Nobara, Maki, Megumi, Yuji.
Mha version.
ㅤ — Warnings. AFAB hybrid reader, All characters are aged up to 21+, edging, fingering, Gojo and Geto being menaces, one spank, creampie, cervix fucking, overstim, sex toys (vibrator, strap on), oral (f. Receiving), thigh riding, mommy kink, praise kink, very little degradation bc of geto.
ㅤ— minors don’t interact.
— Note. Lmao I ran outta ideas for the title. Anyway, thank @drakendme for this bc we were having a hybrids convo last night.
#Tags. @manjiken @s-zu (cmon, bark for Suguru now), @screechingmelon @yuujispinkhair @fiftyshadesofpurple
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Satoru Gojo
Being Satoru's bunny is nice. He pampers you, spoils you rotten. But he's a brat himself and you gotta deal with his shenanigans with a pout. Because if you give him the cold shoulder, he's gonna punish you. Smh, Satoru's probably the brattiest dom if I've ever seen one.
"Why don't ya' show your master how much you missed him, hmm, little bunny?" Shoving you in the mattress, his hands are all over you, nose nudging at your sensitive ears and fingers cradling your tail. Your thighs wrap around his waist, his touches having riled you up,"Missed you so much, 'toru, need you inside me."
The bastard grins, he's back from a mission abroad yet he's got just enough patience to tease and watch you squirm,"That so, bunny?" His fingers play with your folds before thrusting knuckles deep the very next moment,"Oh, you're already wet," Moving his digits inside you, Satoru marvels at the warm spongy tightness. Your ear is being pinched by his other hand while his mouth crashes on yours, tongue pushing past your lips. He tastes of chocolate, probably was eating some on his way home,"Brought you some too, don't worry." His chuckle is drowned by your moan because his long fingers found your sweet spot already, relentlessly knocking against it till you're thrashing under him,"Gunna cum, master."
But his fingers are pulling out of your tight walls,"Shh," He soothes you with mock sympathy,"Oh you naive lil' bunny." Satoru's cock rests heavy on your empty entrance, teasing, tempting yet not making any moves to ease your ache,"Did ya' really think I'd let you cum on anything but my cock?"
Suguru Geto
Oh you poor little thing. Suguru loves you, he does, he adores his little puppy. Even if you're always annoying him while he's got meetings to attend. So he's got you here, impailed on his cock while he speaks to his followers with a smile on his face. Your legs tremble from trying to stay still because if you disboey, he's gonna punish you even more,"Stop squirming, puppy." Suguru's voice is sickeningly sweet, a gentle coo as his lips brush against your ear. You'd apologize but you know that if you open your mouth, only whimpers will let loose,"And stay quiet unless you want them to know," His thumb traced your jawline, black eyes latched onto how your teeth clamp down on your lower lip in an attempt to bite back any moan,"That your slutty puppy cunt is stretched out by my cock right now." Your hands are balled on his kimono,"Or do you want them to know how you're dripping, makin' a mess of my clothes, hmm?" You can't help it, your hips grind down on his, a pathetic soft cry escaping through your swollen lips,"What a bad puppy you been, y/n." He turned your face to his, kissing your lips softly.
Which is a direct contrast to how he's treating you now, at night, bending you over, face pushed down on the bed as he pounds into your spasming pussy,"Ah, I can never get enough of this cunt," His mouth if filthy, black hair sticking to his sweaty skin. Large hands grip your ass, parting your cheeks to watch as his cock disappears inside you. Muffled pleas make him laugh,"What's that, puppy?" A slap lands heavy on your ass, sting setting your nerves alight,"Speak up, can't hear ya' over your cunt drooling for my cock." His mean commentary only suffices in making you clench harder. With a hard thrust, the cock head is kissing at your cervix opening, pulling loud wails from you.
"Fuck," Your master is cumming, deep inside you, unable to handle your tight pussy anymore, cursing when he's got to pull out because he can feel your orgasm about to hit. Panting, he relishes in your whines as you try to push your hips back at his. Suguru watches as his cum dribbles down your thighs and your fluttering cunt begging for a release,"Disobedient little puppies don't get ta' cum."
Nobara Kugisaki
Y'all know right that she's a cat person? So imagine Nobara with a cute little kitten. She'd adore you, stealing kisses and groping your breasts from behind before hugging you tightly,"Hey kitty," She'd purr into your neck, breathing in your scent.
Then there are times when she's hovering over you as you writh on the bed, sharp claws leaving red lines on her shoulders and back, wherever you can scratch. Because the strap on she's wearing is rearranging your guts. Oh and the vibrator her fingers are pressing to your pretty little clit, turned up to the highest setting isn't helping at all.
"Too much for my kitten?" Her eyebrows would furrow in faux concern when you'd cry and nod with a small "yes". But then she'd just go faster, even if you've cum twice already. Nobara loves to overstim her kitten till you're a heaving mess, tears running down your pretty face and chest moving up and down because your mind can't process the amount of pleasure your body's receiving,"One more for me," She says right after you gush around the her strap on, wetting the vibrator and her hand in the process,"Can't, please." You sob.
"Yeah you can."
Maki Zenin
Maki got a dumb little bunny, who can't do anything but hump her leg and nuzzle her face into her neck. Her hands would hold your waist, trying to slow down your erratic movements but eventually she'd give up. Moving her fingers to your tail and giving it a light tug instead.
The moan you let out with your lips presses to her throat is enough to make her pussy clench. Maki's hand plays with your ears as you bounce on her thigh,"Mommy, I'm close, so close,"
"Then go ahead and cream on my thigh, little bunny." Her voice is strained, bordering on a moan because she can feel you drip on her skin and your tongue hot on her neck. Her hands cup your breasts and with one pinch at your sensitive nipples, you're crying out her name, cumming on her thigh.
A few seconds later, Maki is pushing you down on the floor, between her legs,"Won't you be a good bunny and take care of mommy?" Before you can nod, she's shoving your face against her pussy, moaning when you use your tongue just right,"Ah that's right, you're mommy's dumb lil' bunny."
Megumi Fushiguro
So, Megumi's a dog person. Obviously he's getting a puppy girl. A sweet puppy who's so obedient for him. Always so eager so serve but all Megumi wants to do is make you feel good. Which is why he's spending hours downtown, tongue swiping around your slit with vigour as your thighs muffle out any other sound by sandwiching his head.
He can't stop even when you're crying, tugging at his dark locks. That only manages to make him groan against your pussy. Tongue flicking up to your clit before he's nibbling on it,"Megumi, gonna cum-"
"Again?" Blue eyes look up at you from under his lashes. His mouth is off you in an instant. Before you can whine in protest, your dark haired owner is sliding his hard cock inside. The sudden stretch makes your toes curl, the band snapping inside your belly. His fingers rub at your ears, smiling when they twitch under his touch,"Not done with you yet, puppy."
Yuji Itadori
Yeah, he's a himbo. I'mma elaborate. Yuji with a puppy girl. He matches her vibes, kay? He loves her so much that he can never deny anything she asks from him.
"Yuji, more." He's been at it for so long now that he's lost track of time. His swollen cock pushing in and out of her gummy walls,"Please," Bracing his hands on each side of your head, he's obeying your command, going deeper till he's reached your cervix,"Ah, cumming, puppy-" Your legs wrap around his waist, holding him close as he pours hot ropes in your slick walls. Your tail wags underneath, brushing against his knees as you cum with him, milking him for all he's worth. But he's not done yet. Drunk on the feel of your pussy, he's thrusting again, wet slaps fill the room and you're sure the sheets have a wet patch too.
"Oh, puppy, your pussy feels so good," Brown eyes hidden away under heavy lids, he whimpers above you. Each thrust courses through your overestimated nerves and your back arches up, breasts pressing taut against his broad chest,"You feel so good," His balls slap on your ass with every move. Tears prick at both your eyes, yet he can't stop. Through your post orgasmic haze and stimulation for another relapsing, you can't decide if you wanna push him away or pull him closer. But your mouth has a mind of its own,"Yuji, feels s'good, please, more." Who's he to not indulge his dumb little puppy?
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<3 love this !!!
random texts with bonten
𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘴: 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘶, 𝘳𝘢𝘯, 𝘮𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘺, 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘻𝘶, 𝘬𝘰𝘬𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘪 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘰
Aww<3 very cute!!!
Putting mascara on the salty bois
genre: fluff/ crack
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SUNA
he was watching you do your makeup for a while now and still didn't understand why you wanted to put it on. you looked pretty without it in his opinion, "so this is..mascara right?" He asked picking up the tube on your vanity. You hummed in response, "Put it on me." You grinned turning towards him, "Yay! Ok hold still dummy."
You cupped his cheek as if to keep him steady while you put the mascara on him, carefully stroking it on his lashes. Rin's lips curled into a small smile, "Just know this is a one time thing dumbass, I don't want you getting any ideas." You rolled your eyes at the comment, "Shush I'm done stupid." You pulled back to admire your work, "My pretty boy rinny.." You muttered, making your fox like boyfriend melt in your touch
TSUKISHIMA
"Cmon baby pleasee, you'd so cute with it on!" You pleaded with Kei, who shot you a 'you better not beg me for anything else after this.' look. "Fine, just this once." He put down the book he was reading, leaving the bookmark on the page. Luckily this day he had decided to use the contacts you bought him a while back, grabbing your cosmetics back your rummaged through it before you found your mascara. Climbing onto his lap you, then twisted the top open. "Is..is it really necessary for you to be on my lap?"
"Kei calm down I've sat on your lap before, besides if I wanna do it correctly I need to be as close as possible, so yes." You explained. "Now hold still and try your best not to complain." You carefully stroked the bristles on his eye lashes, you went over twice to make sure it was dark enough and then closed the top. "Done! Aww Kei you look pretty!" You cooed kissing his cheek, The blonde middle blocker blushed ever so lightly, still maintaining his stoic expression. "Shut up..now let me do you."
Changed my theme a bit,how is it?
(Yes orange is still my signature colour)
Pretty girl!!!
I am lazy whatsoever but likeee....
She is so prettyyyyyy
And I am so gay
Anyone can join!!
this picrew. found this while I was having morning coffee.
tagging: @storms-playhouse @iwaizvmei @iwasbunny @thighridingsamu @drvxen @sanophiliac @jthebeauty @akirahira @sluttyissei @sluttsumu @ittowhore @licantropa @osaken — tried to tag people that I’m newly moots with and some moots I vibe with on the regular
Bold of you to assume I haven't already fallen in love 😪
I am here to confess my deep love for you 💕❤and I will call you my sweetheart ♥
Do what you want about it (maybe flirt back-;))
ull call me your sweetheart 🥴🥴 moans
:')</3
Hey baybay 😚😚😚😚
Can I pleaseee request a super angsty cheating imagine?? It can be headcons for a few haikyuu characters or you can just choose any character you would like!!
I just like really wanna feel the angst yk?? 🥺🥺
Thank you my love 😚💗💗
hey so i did this in one sitting 😍 it’s not very good HOWEVER i hope u enjoy none the less !! adore u guys. Also! if i haven’t gotten to ur event request yet i will do it soon! sorry for the wait i just went back to school so i haven’t had a bunch of time! p.s sorry the kageyama one is so short @toshigimmemilk
WHY THEY CHEAT
angst
ushijima x reader, daichi x reader, kageyama x reader
masterlist
warnings: cheating (obvi)
KAGEYAMA
He was scared
“Don’t give me that bullshit”
“It’s true.”
“I don’t care if it’s true, I don’t want to fucking hear it,” you sigh tearily,
“If you’re scared grab a fucking blankie, or actually talk to me like an adult. Don’t fuck some rando in my fucking house.”
You were crying but your anger still made him wilt into himself.
‘Afraid of how you made him feel’. Fucking disgusting.
“I said I’m sorry! i don’t want to throw this away! Please!”
He took your hand.
“What can I do? What can I do to fix this? tell me and i’ll do anything.”
“You can’t do anything for me anymore. Just get out of my house, please.”
USHIJIMA
you were too much
“I’m sorry Y/N. I’m sorry I didn’t talk to you, I’m sorry I hurt you, I’m so sorry.”
He was crying, but you didn’t really get it. He clutched at your hands, crouched in front of you, tears streaming down his blotchy face. You were dead behind the eyes, far away from here, from him. You remember the start, when you were so young, so naive. You thought it would be better to lie, pretending you were quite and reserved, happy with minimal chit-chat, content with little affection. You thought it would be better to keep your personality and tastes under wraps just to hold onto him, not to make a nuisance of yourself. You loved him, you could change for him.
As time went on, you grew closer, more and more infatuated with each other. Trusting in him, you decided you could stop tweaking yourself, you thought you could be yourself around him, be a little louder than before, a little more clingy, and little more demanding.
You wish you had faked it longer.
The real you drove him away, how you felt was too much work, you were too much work.
Not only did you drive him away, you drove him into someone else’s arms.
You needed more affection than he could give, it was so easy to call her up, and relax. You could be so loud nowadays, and she was like a detox, helping him be rid of the edge of annoyance that your constant chatter could bring on. He still loved you, but... you were different now.
You were worse.
He only realised what he’d done when you’d found out. He realised he still loved you, but he didn’t know if it was in that way anymore.
“Ushijima,” Your voice was shakier than you liked, and he wasn’t fond of it either.
He waited patiently for you to continue anyway, however much it stung that you used his last name. He understood, he couldn’t ask anything of you anymore. He could only listen.
“You don’t want me still, do you?”
He paused. He wasn’t going to say it directly, but if you asked, he couldn’t lie.
“No, Y/N. But I-“
“Then there’s nothing else to say. I can just... um, I’m going to-“
Swallowing, you made to continue, but your face burned, and you couldn’t see. Your tears were fat in your eyes, blurring your vision.
You gave up pretending to be numb, and hunched forwards, letting your sobs overtake you. He shuffled back and covered his mouth with his forearm to muffle his own gasps, eyes scrunched with remorse. He hated seeing you like this, despite what he did. He cared about you, whether he realised it before or not. But he did this to you, so he was going to sit here and take it until you sent him away.
DAICHI
he didn’t know
Everything was perfect.
He wouldn’t change a thing.
He loved you, he loved you so much. More than he’s ever loved anything.
But when a pretty girl made eyes at him from across the bar, he faltered anyway. He didn’t want for anything with you. You were attentive, affectionate, understanding, stunning. Even as she led him away, he was questioning why he was there, what the hell he was doing. But her lips felt so nice, just like yours had felt that morning when you kissed him goodbye before work, and her touch was as soft as yours, just as inviting.
He knew it wasn’t good enough to say he didn’t know, but it was the only full truth.
He wish he knew but the question still remained,
Why?
Why?
Why?
“Why?”
“I don’t know, Y/N,” He said hoarsely.
“You what?” Your voice trembled, with misery or rage he couldn’t tell.
“I don’t know. She just... She came up to me, and I didn’t... I don’t know why.”
You scoffed, and flounced down onto the dining room chair, aggressively taking a sip of bottled water and closing the cap in a scramble. You were so angry you couldn’t think. He had betrayed you, ruined your perfect life together, and he wouldn’t tell you why.
“Really Daichi, the least you could do is tell me. Don’t try and spare my feelings now.”
“I really- I really don’t know. We were- are perfect. There’s nothing wrong with anything.” He had covered his face with his hands, resting all his weight on the wall. He was becoming hysterically, and he knew it was selfish to fall apart in front of you when he gave in at the lightest flirtation.
“I’m just pathetic and-and weak, and I love you. I love you so much Y/N, I don’t want this to end.”
You sighed and ran your fingers through your hair, tugging to the point of slight pain.
“I can’t ever trust you again, sawamura.”
Your voice had softened, but still held firm.
That’s was when he knew he’d lost you.
reblogs appreciated even tho this is dog water
Sameee I have an exam tomorrow :)))
a bitch has an exam in like 2 hours
Please-how do you NOT expect me to swipe right-??
—𝙃𝘼𝙄𝙆𝙔𝙐!! 𝙏𝙄𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍
Welcome to part one of Haikyuu Tinder Profiles, please tell me if you'll swap right or left, depending on their bios!
And yes, EVERYONE IS QUEER UNDER MY WATCH.
If you like this, I might even make convos hehe
my boredom and desire to not do what i’m supposed to be doing know no bounds, so here are some Haikyuu!! team banner headers
Like/Reblog if you use :)
It's so detailed-wtf😭
Overall a chef's kiss <3
baby jackals and a family moment
THE FLOWERS YOU’D COUGH UP FOR THEM
hanahaki disease -fictional disease in which the victim coughs up flower petals when they suffer from one-sided love. it ends when the beloved returns their romantic feelings, or when the victim dies. it can be cured through surgical removal, but when the infection is removed, the victim's romantic feelings for their love also disappear.
author’s note: this one .. was pretty sad for me to write djdb. i’m not the best with angst but i really, really wanted to write this. this is probably going to be a little series where i add more boys and possibly do a part 2 to some characters. if there are any characters you’d like to see in this, please let me know ! [ suga is already in the works btw ]
KAGEYAMA - deep blue forget-me-nots, ones the same shade of his eyes. it’s bittersweet really, to cough up the petals at first. and the longer you let it go on, the more little flowers you coughed up— the more they killed you. it made you miss out on so much. it especially made you miss hanging out with kageyama. eventually, the hacking got much worse and the tiny little things tumbled past your lips stained scarlet. the flower that represents true love now falls from your heaving lips into the toilet bowl to represent your unrequited love for kageyama. it was as if it was mocking you— telling you that kageyama would never be more than a friend because he didn’t feel anything more than that for you.
HINATA - orange dahlias reminiscent of the shade of his hair. the first time you coughed up a flower petal, hinata was with you. you’d turned away from him to spare him from your coughing fit. when it was over and you’d pulled your arm away, there was a single orange flower petal in the crease of your elbow. you stared at it in shock and startled when hinata had asked if you were okay. you turned back to him and gave your most reassuring smile. eventually, you started to cough up more and more petals and in larger clumps— sometimes they were stained with your blood other times they were only coated in saliva. that’s how you found out they were petals from dahlias— the flower of strength and commitment. kind of ironic, right? ironic that a flower that represents strength was making you weaker, killing you, even. a flower that represents commitment where there would never be in the way you longed for. but maybe it was to solidify your commitment to him, even if it meant it would hurt you in the end. it was a pain that would be worth it, though. because a life without shoyo? that wasn’t a life you wanted to endure.
ATSUMU - yellow carnations that matched the shade of his bleached hair. the first time you coughed up one of the vibrant petals you’d burst into tears. you knew immediately. you’d been trying to deny your feelings for the longest time and you thought you’d succeeded. oh how you were wrong. so damn wrong. the flower confirmed it. the yellow carnation, also known as the flower of disappointment and rejection. he didn’t feel the same. atsumu didn’t return your feelings. you sat slumped against your toilet after coughing up a yellow flower head, a sobbing mess while a large drop of blood dribbled down your chin. you didn’t know what hurt more— the act of coughing a whole flower out of your lungs or the fact that the person you had fallen in love with just.. didn’t feel the same. it was most definitely the latter option but pretending it wasn’t eased the ache just a bit.
Suna+neck/chest (upper torso area idk how to say it 😭)
suna + upper body <3
the fact that these guys have tattoos is a coincidence i swear (or is it).
Hiii foxy how are you?,Hope you are doing great <3 anyway,just let me tel you something,I had a daydream(?) And It was like makki and mattun like fighting over you and trying to get your attention,but like you being the sweet as bimbo you are you fail to realize it,they both kinda get pissed off and are like "let's teach our little doll a lesson for being so oblivious"
Ahhhh-please,that's enough internet for today
Byee take care foxyyy
<3
a/n: FUCKING FINALLY I HAD THE CHANCE TO WRITE THIS CUZ DAMN- YOUR MIND ANON!! I had a good time writing this 🥴 thank you for sending me this babe!!!
THIS POST IS NSFW! Minors do not interact or I'll bite.
warnings: threesome,,, maybe dub-con cuz the reader is fucking dumb, bimbo reader, spitting, fingering, all that shit, name calling
@hqintheclub
Okay but,,, imagine if it was OIKAWA'S LITTLE SISTER TOO BRUH
Oikawa's dumb, pretty little sister, a slut just like his big brother, letting people do whatever they want to her since she's too stupid to even understand what's going on.
For what reason, no one knows, Oikawa thinks leaving you to his trusty teammates is a good idea when he can't make it home that night. Oikawa knows you're a little stupid, doesn't want her sister to be alone all night.
So he calls his friends over to stay a night at his home.
Hanamaki is the first to arrive, you spend the day together, watching movies, playing card. He teaches you a game, strip poker, he tells you, a game that leaves you with only your bra and skirt, whereas he hasn't removed even an item.
"'s not fair!" You cry out brattily, looking around to at least find your lace panties you had to remove, the feeling of being nude under your short little skirt a bit too embarrassing, and- well, maybe it makes you a little, just a little.. wet.
"You have everything on you, and I-" you keep whining as you keep looking for the panties, you swear they were right there a second ago, did you lost them already? "Did you see my panties?"
"Aw, baby, it's not my fault you're so bad at this game." Hanamaki mocks you, watching you with amusement as you keep looking around for the pair or royal blue panties.
"Ugh, I swear they were right here." You pout. You sit on your knees, pressing your face down and pushing your ass high up to try and see under the couch-
"Fuck!" You hear the man curse behind you, you don't think much of it, definitely don't think it's because of how your short little skirt bunches around your waist, giving Hanamaki a show of your pretty little pussy and fuck- he's fucking hard.
"I can't find it!" You whine, standing back up. Your eyes fall on the man, eyes much darker than they usually are, a dangerous twist to his usually docile expression. "Makki?" You tilt your head, "what's wrong?"
Before he can answer, the doorbell makes the both of you jump in your places. You run towards the door, knowing who it is, already.
"Hey, sweetheart."
"Mattsun!" Hanamaki hears you chirp his best friends name, who enters the room with you hanging on his arm like a pretty little prize. "Why are you half-naked?" Mattsun raises an amazed brow. "Was Makki teaching you strip-poker?"
"Yes, but he keeps winning!" You pout, you look so adorable when you do, your glossed bottom lip jutting forward, making him wonder how you'd look pouting like this under him, too.
"Oh," Matsukawa turns his gaze to the pink haired man, spreading on the couch, a visible tent stretching his pants. "Without me?"
"You were late." Hanamaki grins, pulling something from his pocket, something royal-blue colored, and laced. "She was just looking for her panties."
Before you can see it, Hanamaki stuffs the material back in his pocket.
"Your panties?" Matsukawa repeats with a wide grin, turning to you, who looks embarrassed, hiding your face by strictly looking at your shoes. "You're not wearing them right now?"
Now he can guess what had Hanamaki so hard in his pants. Well, he can guess very well, as it's the same thing making him go hard, as well.
"...I couldn't find them." You whisper, playing with the hem of your skirt. "I swear they were right here but-"
"Oh, dumb girl," Matsukawa pulls you into a hug when your voice starts shaking with embarrassment. You're quick to wrap your hands around his large body, letting him comfort you as his lips are mere inches away from your ears, hands tracing the material of the skirt.
Matsukawa pushes your body closer to himself, hands starting to wander around your ass over your skirt, kneading your pretty ass, stretching the material over your pussy and making you cry out a surprised whimper.
You don't say anything but his name as his fingers press on your pussy from over the skirt, pinching the skin of your ass, feeling the dampness over the cloth.
"Mattsun-" you whimper as his lips ghost over the shell of your ear, his hot breath giving you goosebumps.
"My dumb, little girl," he repeats, this time with a grin as you start to hump his larg fingers, pressing on your oussy from over your skirt. "-I always knew you were just a dumb little slut."
Your body freezes against his as you process your friends' words, tears that were just drying into he corners of your eyes starting to well again. "What-?"
"No, he's right." Hanamaki finally stands up from his seat to walk towards you. "You really are a stupid whore."
"I'm not!" You cry out, wondering why Matsukawa's fingers are still pressing on your clit like that, making you forget your hard earned words. "I'm not a stupid- a stupid whore!"
"Aren't you?" Hanamaki threads his fingers through your hair and pulls, making your head snap back to meet his cruel grin. "Aren't you the one, pantiless, standing in a room with two grown men?"
"But- but I couldn't find it-"
"Bending right in front of me like that only minutes ago-" Hanamaki pushes two fingers through your lips, he wonders if it's reflex you welcome them so easily, starting to suck kn them like a little bitch. "Showing me that pretty pussy, you think I didn't notice how wet you were?"
"Oh, you should feel her now, Makki." Matsukawa interrupts as he finally pushes his fingers under your skirts, feeling your naked pussy, dripping.
Your eyes wide as he pulls them back out, fingers shining with your wetness. "Look how wet she is. Do you believe her, Makki? You believe she's not a whore?"
"Such a pretty face," Hanamaki's hands push your cheeks together, creating an adorable pout, "I would've believed her if I hadn't seen how much of a whore she can be with my own two eyes."
"Please!" Your breaths start quickening as you feel Matsukawa's hardened cock pressing against your ass, you start rubbing yourself on him in return.
"Please?" Hanamaki laughs at you, hands already pulling on your bra, "please, what?"
"Are you accepting you're a slut, pretty girl? Is that what it is?" Matuskawa keeps stretching the skirt over your pussy, making you squirm between the two man, making you feel dizzy, mind blank.
"Say you're our dumb slut, and we'll fuck you, doll." Hanamaki grins at your pathetic face, at the drool starting to drip from the corners of your lips.
"-'m not- mmh!!" A soft pat to your pussy makes you cry out in pleasure, your knees shaking, making you worry you might fall over.
"Try again, baby."
"I'm-" a gasp falls from between your pants, "I'm your stupid whore!" You finally manage to cry out, a loud moan eliciting from your lips when Matsukawa grins, "Good girl."
"Oh, look at that," Maki laughs at you, hands already pulling on your bra, exposing your tits, "she liked that."
"Did you, dumb girl?"
"Y-yeah," you mindlessly agree as you're too focused on the feeling of his fingers now circling your clit, the burning sensation killing any thought that was in your head. "Liked it."
Matsukawa's fingers are big, you always knew it, but never realized how much bigger than yours. Even one of his fingers are enough to stretch your tiny little pussy, but Matsukawa's never been the type to settle for anything less than he'd like.
With the second finger slipping in you, your legs can't hold you up anymore, your throat sore from the moans and cries, and pleasure screams, Hanamaki's hands groping and kneading your tits, pinching your nipples.
"Oh, poor baby," Hanamaki holds your face by the chin, leaning closer enough to feel your hot breath against his face. "Too bad praise is the last thing you'll be getting today."
As soon as he finishes his words, his fingers press on your bottom lip, making you open your mouth, spitting in it with a smile. "Whores like you don't deserve anything better."
Your eyes widen as his spit rests on your tongue, mouth still agape, Matsukawa's large fingers slipping in and out of you and its all so much-
"Come on, baby," Hanamaki's voice finally pulls you out of your daze, "get on the floor, face down, ass up, show Mattsun here, too, just how pretty you look like that."
had a collection of drawings of these 3 snuggling and had to make a comic out of it
^^
fake dating kita to appease his granny
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𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞'𝐬 𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐞
ATSUMU VERSION HERE
pairing: kita x reader (strangers to lovers—fake dating)
genre: fluff
word count: 2k (ty to sunny for beta reading bye it would’ve been 2k words of a mess without her)
summary: kita wants to get away from his granny’s matchmaking, and your idea ends up with you getting involved
kita shinsuke.
he’s a righteous man, he comes into your local convenience store every weekend and buys a drink—maybe a snack on a particularly long day—as he does his granny’s shopping for her.
his smile is warm, it’s the kind that takes up his whole face and crinkles his eyes at the corners, a little tilt to his head as he offers you a greeting when he steps in through the doors. he grabs a bottle of yakult from the fridge, a small weekly indulgence he grants himself, before pulling out a folded piece of paper and starting his routine of hunting for each item aisle by aisle.
and without fail, each time he pays, he has a small conversation with you that you can’t help but wish would last longer. and you’re not sure if you’re imagining things, but it almost seems like he lingers a bit after each payment, something on the cusp of rolling off his tongue. but he stops it every time, offering you a small nod and a quiet “have a nice day” before he’s off.
but today, something seems a bit off as he trudges in.
“good evenin’,” kita nods quietly, a heavy sigh on his lips as he pulls out his list as usual. you smile softly and watch him as he starts at one aisle and slowly moves on to the next, diligently crossing off each item as he places it into his basket.
it’s endearing, in a sense, the way he’s so meticulous even in the smallest of things. he lines up boxes so they’re neatly in a row, he makes sure to click his pen closed after he uses it, and your favorite little quirk of his is the small squint of his eyes when he isn’t quite sure what something on the list is.
you think you’ve learned to read him pretty well, despite only seeing him once a week.
“you ready to pay?” you ask.
“yeah, just about found everythin’ on here. granny’s got some old friends comin’ over for dinner this weekend,” he explains, lining up his groceries in front of you neatly.
“well, that explains all the extra items,” you grin. “thought you were sneaking in some things for yourself,” you tease. his laugh is soft and almost melodic.
“can’t let granny have all the say in the groceries,” he jokes back.
“so, are you going to be there too? during the dinner,” you question as you scan through the items.
“yeah,” he sighs. “think it’s more of a set up ta meet their grandkids, if ‘m bein’ honest. granny’s been on the hunt for me ta find someone ta settle down with,” he mumbles dully. you nod slowly, and he looks you in the eye, almost like he’s waiting for you to react.
“so, granny’s a matchmaker too, it seems,” you offer with a small smile. the corner of your lips barely tilt.
“hmm,” he hums. “don’t think she’s as good as she thinks she is,” he shakes his head—but there’s still a small bit of fondness as he speaks. “i’ll just have ta let ‘er down gently.”
you’re not sure how your next sentence manages to tumble past your lips, but it does. and you almost want to duck under the counter at his shock, but what’s done is done.
“well, you can always just tell her you have someone already, bring someone home with you for the dinner.” kita looks at you with furrowed eyebrows and a confused face before a small chuckle rumbles from his chest.
“got any candidates in mind?” he reaches into his pocket for his wallet, and even with his hard turned to the side, you don’t miss the little glint in his eyes.
“um, probably someone who knows you well,” you mumble.
“someone i see every week?” your cheeks heat up a tad bit as you busy yourself with finishing ringing him up.
“well if they know you well, sure.”
“well, they know my groceries well,” his lips curl into a grin. “ya think that’s enough?”
“technically, in this case i know your granny’s groceries well,” you whisper. he offers you the money in his hands with another chuckle.
“well, ‘s not my usual way of handlin’ things, but i s’pose it’d get her off ma back for a bit. what do ya say?” kita’s smile is infectious, and so is his ability to sway you it seems because the next thing you know, you’re agreeing.
“well, i guess i’m free this weekend,” you sigh.
“perfect,” he grins. and as you hand him his change, he plops it into the tip jar and waves goodbye.
kita brings you to his childhood home sunday evening, dressed in a dark red button down, sleeves rolled midway up his arm. he’s built well, you notice for the first time—it’s a tad bit hard to tell under his usual overalls from farming.
“well, we gotta play as a couple, so i guess i should have ma arm around yer waist,” he mumbles. inhaling sharply, you both stop in front of his door, his arm hovering over your waist as he waits for you to give the okay. you nod meekly and he smiles, wrapping a muscled arm around you and bringing you flush against his chest.
“you sure are taking this seriously,” you observe, and he flashes you a toothy grin.
“it was yer idea, ya know.”
“i didn’t think you’d convince me to be a part of it.” he chuckles as he pulls out his keys, unlocking the front door.
“didn’t take a lot o’ convincin’,” he teases. but he turns to you, eyes soft and sincere as he adds, “but thank ya for doin’ this, i know ‘s not exactly ideal.” your heart hammers a little in your chest when he squeezes you around your middle affectionately.
“oh…of course,” you whisper. before you can say anything else, the front door swings open, revealing an elderly woman who you immediately recognize as his granny. she’s got the same soft eyes as him.
“shin, yer here, and—oh! hello!” she smiles brightly, immediately cupping your cheeks as your eyes widen at the gesture. “i can’t believe my shin’s brought someone home.” his granny is almost buzzing with excitement as she grabs you by the wrist and pulls you into the living room, giving you a bone crushing hug the second you’re in.
“granny, don’t squeeze too hard,” kita chides softly, coming up behind the two of you.
“what’s yer name, dear?” she plants a soft kiss to your forehead as she admires you, hands finding themselves back your cheeks.
“i’m y/n. it’s nice to meet you, ki—shinsuke tells me quite a lot about you,” you catch yourself, switching from his family name to his first quickly. her smile widens considerably as she lets you go.
“oh ya have to tell me how ya both met,” she insists, and once you’ve gotten over the initial shock, you can’t help but smile at the way her eyes light up at the sight of you.
kita pulls you into his chest once more as he speaks up.
“the convenience store yer always sendin’ me off to. y/n’s been ringin’ me up for weeks.” his hand rubs over your hip gently, and as much as it soothes you, it flusters you equally.
“well,” she hums happily. “seems i’ve helped find ya someone after all. i’ll go get the food ready, ya make yerself at home, okay, dear?” and with a nod, you watch as she hurries to the kitchen, humming to herself delighted.
“she’s a bit much sometimes, ‘m sorry,” kita rubs his neck sheepishly. you don’t miss how you’re still in his embrace even after his granny is out of sight.
“that’s okay,” you chuckle. “she’s adorable.” he hums, eyes softening as they look down at you.
“she’s been waitin’ ages for this moment, so she’s pretty darn excited.” and slowly, you both find your faces leaning in towards each other, foreheads pressing lightly. you can see the tiny specks of brown in his eyes from up close, and you have to fight the urge to brush a few strands of hair that stray from his fringe.
“maybe you should spend less time grocery shopping and more time finding someone to settle down with,” you tease, and his grin widens ever so slightly.
“ya got a candidate in mind, again?” shrugging, your hand moves up to lay on his chest, and his other arm circles around you too.
“maybe someone who knows your groceries well.” you’re not entirely sure where the small surge of confidence stems from, but something about the way his arms seem to tighten by the second and his eyes seem to brighten at each quip, you find something about this doesn’t feel so fake.
“well, i’ll have ta remind ya that it’s my granny’s groceries ya know of.”
“i see why your granny wants you to settle down, you can’t even do grocery shopping on your own.” and this time, you do reach up and brush the strands of hair into place, watching as he closes his eyes at the touch.
“i’ve gotten this far,” he hums. you can see the sun start to set from the window, and even though the light pouring in from the windows makes his skin glow, you break your gaze from him to the clock.
“shouldn’t your guests be here soon?” and kita hesitantly looks at the ground for a moment before meeting your eyes, suddenly a tad bit nervous as he clears his throat.
“well…” he trails off for a moment, “told granny i’d bring someone for dinner and she wanted ta get ta know ya better…so…” you raise a brow as he sighs.
“so…?”
“so it’s just us for tonight,” he mumbles, avoiding your gaze. “dinner’s been rescheduled.” you blink at him for a moment before breaking into a fit of giggles. kita stares at you bewildered, a soft blush spreading over his cheeks as you throw your head back while you laugh. he finds he wants to be the cause of that sound much more than he should. “why’re ya laughin’?” he pouts slightly. you pat his cheek in reassurance as you calm down.
“we both really went through circles to get here, huh? next week, take me out on a real date,” you grin, loosely wrapping your arms around his neck. the smile on his face makes him look a tad bit younger, boyish and gleeful as he lets out a chuckle of his own.
“it was yer idea,” he reminds you.
“you went along with it,” you counter. and this time, when he pulls you closer to his chest, kita’s lips are there to greet you too, pressing against yours ever so softly as he sighs into the kiss. your hands trail over his broad chest and shoulders, appreciating the bulkiness he’s developed from his days on the farm. and you both smile into this kiss here and there, he stumbles with you in his arms at one point over the rug, and you wrinkle his shirt where you clutch it in your fist, but it’s still perfect.
“so, looks like my granny can matchmake,” he whispers against your lips. you peck his briefly before smiling.
“i think i should get the credit here. it was my idea.”
“i went along with it,” he pokes your nose. and from the doorway, his granny watches happily as you both lean in and share another kiss.
a/n: requests are closed unless you’re sunny <3
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ok you’re so cool i was a little scared to ask hehe
but really…i want mattsun to bully me pls 😩😩 that gunplay thirst wow i really want to gag on his dick while he spits in my face what is wrong with me he has no screen time and is still hot as fuck
BRUH FRATBOY MATTSUN WAIT THIS GAVE ME THE IDEA OKAY WAIt
pls no nothing cool here 😫 but thank you qhejqje (I wrote this twice man, pray for my poor heart) i love thirst like these don't be shy send me the kinkiest shit I have so many issues 🥴🥴
PLEASE you don't understand, as I personally proclaimed him as haikyuu's biggest sadist (okay maybe after sakusa), and since all my thoughts are canon 😋 lemme bless you with what I have in mind babe-
THIS POST IS NSFW! Minors do not interact or I'll bite.
warnings: taking pictures, on your pretty face he nut on :3 spitting, slapping (soft), oral (male receiving), fingering, size kink hehe, this is heavy yall, idk what else uhh, calling names?? Tell me if I missed smtn
here's gunplay w mattsun because I'm a whore and here's the taglist form if you wanna be tagged when I post!
You don't like parties.
The way your short skirt and tiny top feels awkward on your body, the air heavy and feels dirty, cigarette smoke hanging in the air making your eyes and throat burn.
It all feels too much, you don't even like to drink, you know you don't fit in this place, but you just wanted to live your life for once.
Even saying that leaves a weird, foreign taste in your mouth, it's not something you'd say, after all, not something you'd you'd think, really, it's just you trying to calm yourself using your friend's words.
"Please- just come with me babe," she had begged and begged, "I finally have a chance with Matsukawa please don't let me go alone!"
For some reason, she was so damn obsessed with the guy lately, texting him so damn often, squealing with happiness whenever he texted back 8 hours later (earliest and dry: ok 👍), doing everything she could to get his attention- so there was no way you could say no when she asked you to be there for her.
But you just couldn't have known it would turn out this way.
"What a fucking slut," his breath fans on your neck, lips tracing the shell of your ear, you can feel his lazy smile, your back flush against his chest. "Getting fingered by her friend's crush."
He's obsessive as his touch never once leaves you room to breathe, large hands groping and pulling on your tits spilling from your blouse ripped open, fingers planted in your panties under the skirt your friend had gave to you (maybe you'll get lucky, she had winked.)
"She's your best friend, too, no?" His fingers circle your clit making you whine loudly, "how much of a whore do you have to be to fuck your best friend's crush?"
"-'m not!" You whine but your body betrays you by bucking your hips on his fingers, knees shaking as you fall deeper into his heavy touch. "I'm not a whore!"
"Sure you aren't sweet girl," Matsukawa's lazy gaze lingers on your face contracting with pleasure as his fingers start thrusting in and out of you, laughing at the sounds your pussy makes, "and this pretty little pussy isn't yours, either, making the sluttiest fucking sounds- fuck, do you fucking hear yourself, darlin'?" He groans behind you, grinding his hard cock on your ass, his huffs of short pants and moans making you feel dizzy.
"Please-!" Your hand closes around the wrist of his hand fingering you into oblivion. "Mattsun, please!"
His fingers are so long and so big- two of them barely fit inside you and he still pushes a third in, his cock twitching at the way how you can't even take three of his fingers, wondering how you'll manage to take his cock, grinding his hips and moaning so sinfully at the tears welling in your eyes.
Your body shakes so much against his, you're so small compared to him, Matsukawa wonders if he can even fit the tip of his cock in this tight pussy- even if he could, you're so damn sensitive, already crying, already drooling, all over yourself like a stupid fucking whore.
You're close, he can tell. Your body starts squirming even more, you can't stay still as his fingers keep going in and out of you and-
"I'm cumming!" You scream as your whole body shakes uncontrollably, "imcummingimcumming-"
The way you clamp down on his fingers as you do is nothing but exciting for him, thinking how it'll feel around his cock if you're this tight just around his fingers. When you finally come down of your high, your limp body is ushered onto your knees before you even know what's happening, your head lolling around, eyes shut close, you're about to sleep.
"Wake up," Matsukawa furrows his brows, his hand grips your jaw and shakes your head around, watching the way your mouth opens to suck on his digits, "fucking wake up, slut."
His large fingers tap on your damp cheeks, large hand landing a "soft" slap on your damp cheeks to jerk you back awake when shaking you doesn't work.
(you look pretty like this. fingered unconscious, head lolling around like a doll, your tits all for his gaze to see and enjoy.)
He grins when you moan.
You open your eyes only to find a huge cock against your lips, Matsukawa grinning down at you, his fingers trying to dip in your mouth and give his cock access at your pretty tongue.
He rubs the tip of his cock on your lips, the salty precum making you flutter close your eyes, the sheer size of him causing panic to start welling up.
"Spit on it, pretty thing," he orders as his hand slowly pumps his cock, still rubbing it on your face, now on your eyes and brows, humiliating- but has you clenching in your panties nonetheless.
You do, a trickle of spit falling on his cock, but it's just too big and you're small- it can't even lather the upper half.
The moment your spit touches his cock, Matsukawa's large hand flies into your hair, pulling on the locks so mercilessly, making you cry out a scream, your face forcefully being turned up, your neck aching.
"You call that spitting?" He snarls at your face, lips curled in pain, and suddenly his lazy demeanor is lost to a cold, dangerous one. "I'll show you what spitting is."
It's not a second after you feel something wet on your face, foreign and disturbing, trickling down to the left corner of your mouth. Matsukawa's fingers start spreading the fluid even more on your face, they dip into your mouth and make you taste him.
"Ooh, fuck-" he groans at how pathetic of a bitch you are, taking his spit so good, the guy that your best friend has such a desperate crush on. "Fuck, you little bitch, suck my fucking cock, already. Bet you can do it much better than your stupid friend, show me how good you suck a cock, baby."
He's huge, he's huge in your mouth, almost impossible to fit, but you somehow stuff that little mouth with his cock, and even do a good job about it.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He groans, hands still pulling on your skin, your hair, however he can hurt you as you suck his cock. "So damn good!"
As he finally pulls out, so close to cumming, he starts pumping himself vigorously before your eyes, staring into your awaiting mouth and his cock twitching even more.
You look ruined, your pretty face wet with his and your spit, your tears caused by the way he had fucked your mouth and now-
"Fuck, I'm cumming." He groans, and you feel the hot, sticky fluid all over your face, running down your face, some you can catch in your mouth.
It feels awful, to have someone's cum on your face, especially someone who cumms buckets of it, you almost can't breathe by just how much cum he has.
your phone rings.
you hear the ring of a text.
"I think Matsukawa's fucking some other bitch tonight, where are you? I just wanna go home."
You can't read it as you're busy trying to taste as much of his cum as you can- but Matsukawa sees it, and he has a pretty idea.
With his cock still half hard, Matsukawa reaches for his phone, opening your friends contacts, and the camera.
"Hey, sweetheart," he calls for you, your face still covered with his cum, you look more beautiful than you ever did. "Smile for me."
snap, and send.
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ɪᴡᴀɪᴢᴜᴍɪ ʜᴀᴊɪᴍᴇ
Trudging into the living room, y/n avoid eye contact with Iwaizumi, who was intensely watching TV. She walked right past the TV just to tick him off and to her pleasure, it did.
“What the fuck? How much times do I need to tell you to stop walking right past the TV?”, he said shrugging his shoulders, dropping his arms to his side, with an annoyed expression.
Giving him the silent treatment, y/n remained silent and sat down on a single couch, scrolling through her phone. She could feel Iwaizumi’s stare penetrate through her, still waiting for an answer. The side of her lips curled up in triumph of pissing him off. He deserved it after ignoring her this morning when she was horny. Little did she know, that in no way will Iwaizumi take this shit from her. At all. In the slightest. Iwaizumi got up groaning and walked to her, towering over her.
“Oi”, he hissed.
“Oi, brat. Answer me when I speak to you”, he spat as he grabbed her chin harshly, making her face him.
No reply.
Y/n stared at him with a nonchalant expression, not intimidated in any way. “I’d appreciate it if you’d let go, Iwaizumi.”
“I already told you to not address me like that. It’s sir.”
“No thank you, Iwaizumi”, y/n smirked, knowing she was pressing all his right buttons.
“It isn’t a choice”, he growled, squeezing her cheeks so her mouth hung open. “You’re being a real nasty brat today you know. It seems like you want me to fuck some respect into that snarky attitude of yours today.”
Y/n could tell he was mad by the way his veins were popping out of his arms as he squeezed her cheeks. Whimpering, y/n moved her face away but to her dismay, his grip was tight. Painfully tight. He wouldn’t let go at all.
“You pulling this shit just because I didn’t want to fuck you this morning?”, he growled, pushing her face away from him.
Y/n grabbed her jaw and rubbed it. That grip was painful but she was in no mood to give in just yet.
“And what?”, she spat, getting up and trudging to her bedroom.
“Oho~ Don’t you fucking walk away from me when I’m talking to you, brat”, he said in a tone warning her to stop, his patience slowly cracking.
“Suck it Hajime”, y/n yelled, sticking her middle finger up, making it visible to Iwaizumi who was trailing behind her before slamming the door on his face.
“Oh fuck it. You’re done, bitch. I’ll make you suck this cock and choke on it”, he said, his patience with her finally smashing into smithereens.
He swung the door wide open and took y/n by the throat, pushing her on a wall, taking her by surprise. Her eyes widened as he pulled her in by her neck for a deep kiss, shoving his tongue as far as he could down her mouth. He slapped her ass, making y/n moan loudly. He pulled away and hissed dirty things in her ear.
“I’m gonna fuck you dumb, bitch”, he slurred.
Picking her up, he slammed her onto the bed. He began taking off his shirt, exposing his broad body and sculpted abs. His biceps bulged, making y/n drool. Snapping out of her trance, she panicked as she saw his expression.
“W-Wait Hajime. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to-”
“Shut your mouth before I put it to good use, slut.”
He pulled his sweatpants and boxers down, his thick member being exposed to the environment around him. He slapped her, making her wince. Quickly, he removed her oversized shirt from her body, shocked that she had no bra or panties beneath it. She was expecting this. Topping her, he put one hand on the headboard and one hand cupping her right cheek, his thumb shoved deep into her mouth.
“Suck it”, he hissed into her ear.
Y/n obeyed and sucked his thumb as he lined his cock at her entrance, teasing her. Y/n whimpered, wanting him to fuck her that very second. Inaudible babbling came from her mouth as she drooled all over his thumb. Releasing her neck from the choke, he pulled his thumb away, a strand of saliva connecting it.
“Such a fucking dirty slut. Bet you’d like it if Oikawa walked in on us right now, you whore”, he growled. Y/n’s eyes widened at this statement. “I know how much you know have been getting close. Yeah baby, I do. But he can’t fuck you stupid like what I’m about to do. Open your mouth.”
Y/n’s jaw dropped and she stuck her tongue out. He spat into her mouth and closed her jaw. Without warning, he slammed his whole length into her and y/n suppressed a loud moan by digging her nails into his back muscles and biting her tongue. He hit her cervix and the pain was immense but it felt so fucking good. She couldn’t deny that. Iwaizumi thrusted in and out, groaning and commenting on how tight her walls was clenching his dick. Y/n was moaning from all the overwhelming pleasure and stars blurred her vision.
“Nghh fuck~”, he groaned loudly, his breath becoming more shallow. “Take it all, like the cock hungry slut you are.”
Y/n’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as she threw her head back in pleasure, moaning.
“F-fuck. Sir- ‘m so-so f-nghh.”
Inaudible words poured out of her mouth and Iwaizumi grinned devishly. Fucked dumb right down to the core.
“Sir, ‘m gonna-”
Iwaizumi pulled out, leaving y/n to cum. She squirted all over his torso, leaving him in shock.
“Fucking hell”, he said in a low raspy whisper. “That was so hot.”
Whimpering, y/n released until she felt empty. He scooped up her cum with his finger and brought it to his mouth, sucking his fingers clean.
“Ride me and I’ll consider letting you cum again, princess”, he slurred into her ear.
‘Yes sir”, she whined as she climbed on top of him when he laid down on the bed. Y/n sunk down on his cock, continuing to whine.
“I-I can’t”, she shook her head vigorously, tears streaming down her cheek. “It won’t fit. H-help.”
“You’re gonna have to make it fit somehow otherwise you can’t cum for a week”, he growled. “I’m not helping you,”
Crying, y/n felt her hot tears run down her face. Sinking down further, she took in his whole length, the top hitting her cervix.
“This dick isn’t gonna ride itself, bitch”, he groaned. “Get a move on.” Iwaizumi slapped her ass, causing her to jerk forward, making her moan.
Y/n bounced up and down, whimpering from both pleasure and pain. Stars could be seen in her vision. Iwaizumi’s eyes were glued to her breasts that were going up and down. He snaked his hands from her back to her front, meeting them and squeezing her breasts. Y/n threw her head back and let out a sharp moan, dumb with pleasure. This sense of euphoria was too much for her. She continued moving on his dick and her walls clenched around his thick length.
“Fuck~ ‘M gonna cum”, he groaned.
“Cum inside me, sir. Pleas-nghh”, y/n moaned.
Iwaizumi thrusted his hips up against y/n, causing her to jump and his tip to hit her cervix. Warm liquid shot up her and her insides were painted white. He threw his head back in pleasure, his sharp jawline flexed enough for y/n to admire how sculpted and sharp it was. Getting off him, she threw herself beside him and whimpered as she buried her face into the crook of his neck.
“We’re not done yet baby”, he whispered into her ear. “Remember my promise? Ride me and I’ll consider letting you cum again? Ring any bells?”
Tucking her hair behind her ear, he got on top of her and rubbed her clit harshly. Y/n whined knowing what his game was. He was going to make her cum over and over again. Over. And over. And over again. He inserted his index and middle finger inside her, pumping them in and out quickly. He bent and twisted them inside her, earning several different reactions.
“Like this?”, he said as he bent his fingers inside.
“Mmmm, yes- yes sir”, she babbled.
Y/n felt her reach her high again and came on his fingers. Pulling them out, he lapped her juices with his tongue, sucking her dry. He smirked at her, watching her legs shaking violently.
“Would Oikawa make you feel this good? Huh?”, he said.
No reply. Y/n was too much of in shock to speak.
“Speak slut!”, he hissed, gripping onto her thighs, his nails digging into it. “Would he?”
“N-no sir. Only yo-you”, she stuttered, struggling to get words out.
“That’s right princess”, he chuckled.
He dug his face in between her legs and teased her clit with his tongue. Y/n felt her loss her vision from the overstimulation. He began to shove his tongue inside her and lapped it around, tasting every inch of her.
“Hajime- I can’t. Please”, she cried out.
“Mmmm”, he hummed, sending vibrations through her. “Can’t finish what you started? How pathetic. You wanted this didn’t you? You knew what was coming with that bitchy attitude.”
“I’m sorry- ‘M sorry”, she sobbed.
“So pretty when you cry”, he smirked.
Carrying on, he ate her out like it was his last chance ever. Y/n felt a knot in her stomach and released into his mouth, squirting. He sucked all her juices and then laid down beside y/n, who was shaking violently.
“Won’t be walking for days after this, will ya?”, he lowly whistled. “Well I was gonna make you suck me off but that can wait for another day”, he chuckled.
Y/n whimpered and dug her face into his chest and bundled herself up.
“You did so well baby”, he coped, stroking her hair, tangling his fingers in her strands.
Her eyes feeling heavy, y/n drifted off to sleep in Iwaizumi’s strong arms, feeling safe and protected. She was exhausted but that’s what bratty bitches get in the end isn’t it?
💜💞
sakusa hair clip agenda rise, led by natsu
art of a scene from clipped to you on ao3
—can’t compete with mine
pairing: eren yeager x fem!reader
warnings: heavy smut (it’s mostly smut >.<), cunnilingus, slight dubcon (reader is intoxicated), handjob, drinking, mentions of smoking, lowkey manipulation, choking, daddy!kink, corruption!kink, dacryphilia, dumbification, size kink, creampie, unsafe sex, scumbag!eren, dom!eren, college!au
a/n: the devil is a lie, them other girls…
“So, who do you know here?”
“Um, Eren. Eren Yeager?” You have to yell over the music— you aren’t even inside yet but the porch vibrates from the bass of the speakers.
The red-haired boy scoffs, nearly choking on his drink. “You know Eren?” He does a quick once-over, eyes scanning your body, cheap dress and all. “Sure about that?”
Your fingers clench into fists, but you force yourself to take a deep breath, not wanting to ruin your chances of getting into the party by telling this prick to fuck off. “Yeah.” It comes out as a hiss. “He was in my chem class.”
Another incredulous look is tossed your way. “You want me to ask him? Right now? See what he says?”
“Y’know what— whatever.”
You turn on your heels, ignoring the blooming heat on your cheeks as you hear the man snicker behind you. Gah. You aren’t even sure why you came— Eren’s a bit… annoying, in the way most guys are, but he’s been begging you to come by to one of his frat party for weeks now.
C’mon, it’ll be fun. Just come by for one drink, that’s it, for all your troubles of tutoring me.
You swear there’s a hidden tone behind his words, something mischievous, even sinister, which is why you have never gone until today: no classes, no plans. He’ll finally get off your back if you stopped by. Might as well try.
So now, whatever, you tried. He can appreciate the effort when you tell him later—
“Hey! Teach! Where are you going?”
Your heels dig into the ground on their own, forcing your body to stop at the sound of the familiar nickname— something stupid he came up with after you had to tutor him through the whole semester. You wince, wishing your legs could move, but Eren’s voice just has a certain spell on you, the convincing lift in his tone that makes you want to do whatever he wants. It’s dangerous, he’s dangerous, and all you want to do is leave.
“Oh, hey.” You turn towards him, tossing up a hand to give him a small wave. “I’m just—“
“Don’t tell me you’re leaving.” Eren bounds down the porch, a red solo cup in his hand, how clichéd. He looks like he belongs here, fitted with a blue unbuttoned shirt that gives you a front-view of his abs and khaki shorts that are a bit too tight. You try not to look so hard at the bulge.
“Y’know her, Yeager?” The dunce at the door speaks up, eyebrow furrowing as he watches the two of you talk.
“She’s my lab partner. Helped me pass chem last semester.” Eren frowns. “Don’t tell me you sent her out, Flotch. Might have to put you on clean-up duty now.”
Flotch’s face pales, making Eren turn to wink at you. “C’mon, now.” He places a hand on your lower back, giving you no room to argue as he gently pushes you back up the steps and into the house.
You try not to look so smug as you pass Flotch on your way in.
The place is absolutely packed, fraternity and sorority members and just randoms from campus sprawled out in the house. You can spot a pong game in the kitchen, there’s a group smoking from a bong on the couch, and a guy and a girl— wait, is that Connie and Sasha from psych?— dirty dancing on top of a table.
“Cool party.” You comment as you watch a couple by the stairs fully make-out, tongues wrapping around like fevered snakes. Gross.
“Thanks. Would you like a drink?”
“Yes, actually.”
Swiftly, he drags you to the kitchen with his fingers wrapped around your wrist. As he takes you through the house, your attention catches onto the coolness of his rings and the roughness of his palm instead of the wild party happening around you.
He presents you with a red solo cup. When you sniff at the red liquid suspiciously, he smirks. “It’s punch, sweetheart. Not iodide.”
Your lip twitches. “You mean cyanide, genius. But this does smell like poison.”
“It actually might be. Connie made it, so…”
“Ah.” You take a sip, managing to keep in your wince so you don’t look like an idiot in front of him. “Tastes like candy.”
He laughs, a breathless chuckle that makes your heart pound. “Alright.”
You expected him to go away by now, but he’s still here, leaning against the kitchen counter as you try your hardest to finish this drink. Even as a group of girls walk past, giggling “hey, Yeager!” in his direction, he simply lifts a hand in acknowledgment but doesn’t even leave your side to talk to them. Huh.
“Y’know, you don’t have to babysit me.”
“Ha?” Eren raises a brow, sipping on his own drink now. “What do you mean?”
“Like…” His eyes are so wide, so green, that you have to look away, lowering your gaze to your cup as you circle the rim of it with your index finger. “You can go hang out with Armin or Mikasa, your friend group or whatever. I can manage here.”
He cocks his head to the side, confused. “Do you not want me here?”
“No, no!” You jerk your head back up. “No, I just—“
Eren hides a grins as you fumble with your words, making you even more flustered. “I just… don’t want to be a burden. You don’t have to be here if you don’t want to.”
He leans in, crowding you against the counter. “I want to be here.”
“Ah—” You try for a smart retort but you can’t— it’s as if the scent of his sharp cologne is making your senses go foggy. Eren isn’t helping either, the tip of his tongue peeking out to wet his lips as he glances down your dress, checking you out in a way that felt completely different from the way Flotch was doing earlier.
“Nice dress. A step up from your groutfits.”
“Hey.” You bring your hand up to shove at his chest. “My groutfits are cool. Besides, you’re the one who wears fucking khakis to class.”
He smirks. “You pay attention to what I wear?”
Your eyes widen at his lowered tone, at the gravely sound of his laughter that follows the comment. It slowly creeps in how vulnerable you are in this position— Eren’s hands are pressed up against the cupboard above you, caving you in as his face tips over yours. Your palm is still pressed up against his chest, his tan skin warm and alive under your fingers.
“Well?” He whispers, and you can feel his breath pan against your lips, so soft and cajoling— it just makes you want to lift up on the tips of your toes to close the distance between you two.
“Only because you’d spill something all over them every single lab.” You pull him in by his collar, moving your lips to his ear. “You’re a bit of a klutz, Yeager.”
“Woah!” Jean comes stumbling through, clearly wasted, clasping an arm around Eren and effectively pushing him off of you. “Yo, Eren! Where’s the beer, bro?”
The drink in Eren’s hand sloshes all over from the movement, bright red punch making a splash right on your dress.
Eren’s eyes widen. “Oh shit, fuck, I’m sorry—“
You dab away at the fabric— the stain was going away just fine. “I’m good. Not your fault.” Your eyes flicker to Jean accusingly, who’s too busy smiling at Eren.
“Damnnnn, sorry about that. Y’know, Eren, I think there are extra t-shirts in our room, right?” He squeezes his shoulder, very obviously winking at him. “Maybe you can take your girl up there, huh?”
Eren’s eye twitches in annoyance. “Tone it down a little, yeah?”
“Yeah?” Jean wiggles his brows, teeth sparkling with his smile.
“Shut the fuck up.”
“Uh, actually—“ You interrupt, glancing between the two boys as they exchange some weird secret. “I think I’ll, ah, go dry off in the bathroom. Where is it?”
“Nah, I’ll take you up to my room.” Eren quickly ushers you away from Jean, notably glaring in his direction. “There’s a bathroom in there anyway.” As you walk away from the kitchen, you could have sworn that Jean was giving Eren two thumbs-up.
Huh.
“So what was that all about?” You gently bounce onto Eren’s bed— of course, he would have a waterbed— as he digs through his closet to find a t-shirt for you to wear. His room is surprisingly clean, a few posters of indie bands up on the walls, random sports equipment neatly tucked in a corner.
“What are you talking about?” Eren pops his head out of his closet to toss you a shirt. It’s big— bigger than your dress— and smells like Eren— a mix of pine and sandalwood. He’s enough of a gentleman to turn around as you peel your dress off, but you turn your back to him as well.
“Y’know, with Jean.” You stumble as the dress pools around your waist. The jungle juice was probably as strong as it tasted. “Are you going to kill me up here or something?”
When he doesn’t respond, silence filling the room, you twist around to face him. “Um, Er—”
The world sweeps from beneath you, legs buckling as your dress catches at your ankle. Before you can even yelp, Eren has a steady hold on your waist— bare waist, mind you— with his face just inches from yours.
“Well, who’s the klutz now?”
You narrow your eyes. “Fuck off, Yeager.”
He glances down. “Didn’t take you as a pink girl, either.”
You blink, slowly but surely realizing that you’re in your underwear in front of him— in front of Eren Yeager. Fit with a frilly hot pink bra and underwear set that is an absolute monstrosity, but, to be fair, you didn’t think you’d end up in a situation like this. What the fuck were you thinking, coming to a frat party?
“Shut up.” You try to pull away from him but he’s eager, keeping you as close to him as possible.
“Why? You’re cute when you’re embarrassed.”
“Stop saying things like that!”
“Or what?”
“Or—”
Your voice hitches as Eren brushes your hair away from your face. With a roll of his eyes— “You’re the smartest idiot I know,” He mumbles— Eren runs his hand through your hair, effectively tilting your head up and slotting his mouth perfectly against yours.
Finally.
It’s like all the tension dissipated for a single moment, each of you relaxing in the embrace of the other as his tongue coaxes your mouth open— but it builds back up quickly with how eager the two of you are. While you’re busy moaning into his mouth, Eren simultaneously swallows them down and strips himself of his shirt.
“So— fucking— hot.” He gasps between breaths, palms moving down to grope your ass before lifting you up, legs wrapping around his torso. The alcohol you drank is giving you the power to lean down and bite the salty skin by his neck, sucking pretty bruises onto his skin.
Eren groans as he guides you to the bed, tossing you down and watching your tits bounce at the impact. “Wanted to do this for so long.” He licks his lips like a predator looking at its prey, a cat that’s got the cream. “Don’t know how much I’ve thought of this.”
You shiver from his words, from his stare, as he nudges your shoulder to lay back. He looms over your clothed cunt, gaze narrowing in at the wet spot that has formed. His thumb brushes at it lewdly.
“All this for me?” He hooks his fingers around the waistband, tugging your thong down your legs. He whistles, low and deep. “Prettiest fucking pussy, I swear.”
“Eren!” You whine. Your eyebrows pinch as your eyes close, knees clacking against each other as you shut the space between your legs. “‘S embarrassing.”
Eren rolls his eyes and pries open your legs with ease, his biceps tightening and rippling and making your pussy drip even more. “It’s true.” He dips down, tongue dragging up your folds and making you yelp in surprise. “Prettiest pussy.”
You open your mouth to complain but all that comes out is a squeal. “E-Eren!”
He’s a fucking menace, sucking and slurping and eating you out like you’re his last meal, his teeth occasionally coming out to nip at your inner thigh. When you gasp at the sensation of him gently biting your clit, nerve endings that you didn’t even know existed crackling to life, he chuckes, laughing at you as he rolls it on his tongue and against his perfect pearly rows.
“Ah, fu-shit!” Your teeth sink into your bottom lip, palm slapping over your mouth as you hold back a moan, not wanting to be loud and under Eren’s scrutiny.
“What? Cat got your tongue, teach?” He snickers to himself, slapping the side of your thigh. He digs himself a little deeper between your legs, his nose nudging right at your clit. “Guess I’m not trying hard enough.”
If you thought the last five minutes were bad, this is… this is… you can’t even describe it. Eren’s fingers spread your lips as wide as they’ll go, tongue prodding deep inside you. You must be soaked, drenched from yourself and slick with his spit, completely debauched. Eren is crazed— you can’t tell if he’s focusing on your pleasure or his own as he hums and moans against you, his hips digging into the bed to ease the tension between his legs.
He’s right— he wasn’t trying hard enough before. You don’t even bother to cut off your screams when he latches onto your clit, your mouth spilling “ah, Eren!”’s and “oh, fuck!”s, and the “ohmygodImcumming!”
You flood his mouth, gushing and overstimulated as he laps up everything you’ve offered. When the haziness clears up, vision slowly returning after being completely blinded from the orgasm, his face hovers above you. Green eyes glow like the moon hitting the ocean just at the right angle, slickness drenching his lips and chin, his canines glinting as he grins.
“Fucking hell, teach.” He sounds amused. “Didn’t know you could squirt.”
Weakly, you push his head away from you. “Didn’t know I could, either.”
He raises a brow. “Never did that before?”
“Don’t let it get to your ego, Yeager.”
“Me? Never.”
He grabs you by the ankles, pulling you to the edge of the bed. As he stands, the bulge becomes a lot more noticeable, a lot more intimidating. Your own hands begin to move on their own, fingers digging into his waistband and tugging down desperately.
“Like what you see?”
Your eyes flicker up. “Thought I told you not to get cocky.”
His eyes sparkle with humor. “So now you want to talk about my cock—”
“I swear to God, Yeager.”
Your cheeks flare and he laughs, giving you a break by pulling down his pants and boxers in one go, his length bouncing up and just barely missing your face.
Knowing Eren, you should have known that he’s cocky for a reason. He’s long and thick, thicker than anyone else you’ve been with. A prominent vein runs up along the bottom of him, leading right up to the pearl that drips from his tip. Your thumb catches the drop, spreading it down and gently squeezing, watching as Eren’s eyes roll back. Thrill runs through your veins— a god is at your mercy.
“F— fuck!” He jerks his hips into your hand, head tossing back. “Keep doing that, baby. Fuuuuck.”
It’s quite a sight, seeing Eren gasp and groan and grit his teeth while you control him with your soft hand, pumping him up and down at a steady pace. Drops of sweat perspire on his temples, down his chest and on his pelvis— you find your throat getting dry as you wish to lick him up, cheeks flushing at the audacity of your own thoughts.
Fuck this. From the strength of your power high— and whatever was in that jungle juice— you kneel up, tongue darting out to lick up his abs, his chest, his neck, hand still pleasing his cock.
“Sh— shit. What are you—”
“Want you inside me.” You whisper in his ear, him hissing at the desperation in your tone. “Please, ‘ren, need you so bad.”
‘Need you’ nearly sends him over the edge, his pupils widening into saucers. Eren manhandles you— “Ah! Eren!”— pushing your head into the sheets with your ass raised high.
“Gonna feed this pretty pussy.” He groans, jerking his hips so that his cock grinds right up against you, the tip just barely catching your entrance and making you gasp. “Make it mine.”
He’s right there, slowly pushing in and letting you adjust. It’s too fast— you feel tears welling your eyes from the burst of pleasure.
“‘Ren, too much, too big, I can’t—”
Your hand moves behind you, trying to push back against his front. He easily swats it away.
“C’mon, teach. You can take it f’me, can’t you?” He coos as he pushes in deeper, reveling in your gasps. “You’re doing so good, atta girl.”
You feel woozy, lightheaded when his balls settle right against your ass, his entire length lodged inside you. It’s unfair, really, how he’s got you shivering and clenching around him while he’s still standing upright, hand coming down to slap your ass.
“So fucking tight, baby. Need ya to loosen up, can my good girl do that?”
He’s fucking babying you, of course he is. It’s payback for all the times you’ve rolled your eyes at him— you’re not exactly secretive— for not knowing the difference between ionic and covalent bonds. Now he’s the one who gets to dumb this all down for you, dumb you all down for him.
So as you numbly moan, his hand having to guide yours towards your clit, Eren feels his pride grow exponentially, his gaze narrowing in on the movements of your fingers circling it around. He feels you slowly loosen up, and hell, if it doesn’t feel like heaven itself is stuck right between your legs.
“So good for me.”
With that, he’s pulling out and thrusting back in, hypnotized by the way his cock is covered in gossamer strands each time he does so. The little “‘rens!” that are muffled by the pillow under your face spurs him on even more, balls slapping loudly against you as he digs his heels into the carpet and completely wrecks you.
“Gonna c-cum! Eren, please… wanna cum!”
Eren thinks he’s going to die— his heart flutters at the same pace as your cunt, thumping and racing and— fuck, fucking hell, you’re practically choking his cock with how your clamping down on it. He’s dizzy, overwhelmingly drunk on the taste and feel of you. This is better than any high he’s ever had, even better than the wins of football games or a kill streak on Call of Duty— which is saying something, seriously. He thinks, knows, he can die here peacefully, balls deep inside you, with a smile on his face as he goes. Eren reminds himself to thank Jean after this.
“Cum then.” Eren manages to break from his thoughts to answer you. “What are ya waiting for?”
“Can’t!” You’re hiccuping into the sheets, fingers pinching uselessly at your clit. Your dignity is long gone, you don’t even care, too busy chasing the feeling that you can’t grab: “Need you to h-help me, please ‘ren, I-“
“Shhh, alright, okay, Daddy’s got you.”
And you groan, cringing from the term and trying to move away from him but not being able to with his fingers digging into your love handles. Eren keeps you snug against him, idea blooming in his brain, lightbulb floating over his head.
“I’ll give you want you want, teach. Only if you call me Daddy.”
“Mmph, no, ah!” You try to push against him, rolling your hips but not getting the satisfaction of him thrusting into you. “F-fuck you. You’re such a p-perv.”
“Hmm, maybe I am.” He leans down, wrapping a hand around your throat to lift you up against him, your back to his front. “But you are too, aren’t ya?”
There’s so much pressure, the weight of him against you, the feeling of him hot and heavy inside of you— and nothing is alleviating it. A pathetic mewl leaves your lips, fuck him, fuck this. “D-daddy, please, fuck me.”
“See? Was that so hard, teach?”
Yes, you want to scream, but you’re afraid of biting your own tongue off as Eren drags you back and forth on his cock again, his fingers dipping down to tease your throbbing clit. “Cum f’me, sweetheart, you can do it now, ha? Got Daddy helping you, c’mon teach, just let go.”
The authority in his voice is enough— a wail of “‘ren!” and you’re toppling over, limply in Eren’s grasp as he jerks into you rapidly, desperate for his own high. He doesn’t have to go far to chase it— you’re clenching him so hard he can’t even think, cumming quickly and seeing white before collapsing, laying right on top of you as he softens inside you.
“How was that, teach?” Eren mumbles in your ear, teeth grazing the shell of it. “Worth an A plus?”
“G’off me.” You squirm under him.
“Let me take you out.”
“W-what?”
“Like a date.”
“With me?”
Eren bites down on your lobe, making you squeak. “Fuck teach, I thought you were smart.”
“I am! I just… fine. Only if you let me breathe.”
He rolls off of you, still keeping you tight against him as he kisses your pink-tinged cheek. You smile, matching his grin. “You’re an idio—”
There’s a knock at the door. “Yo, Eren. You fuck her yet?”
You stiffen against him, Eren stilling his movements too before barking out: “Fuck off, Kirstein.”
“You planned this?”
“Uh.” Eren runs a hand through his hair sheepishly. “Maybe?”
“You are an idiot. Actually.”
“Hey, you liked it!”
“You ruined my dress!”
“Oh, whatever.” He pins you under him with ease, canines peeking through his smirk. “Daddy’ll just buy you a new one.”
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↳ kageyama tobio/fem!reader
what better way to test the viral cardboard beds than to do it with your 2-time olympian boyfriend?
genre. pwp, explicit smut, 18+
tags/warnings. olympian!tobio, profanity, fellatio, cunnilingus, spit as lube, spanking like once, slight degradation, protected sex, allusions to gangbang
notes. 4k wc. pls i might edit this bland n shitty writing soon ㅠㅡㅠ anyway ik it’s late but we r gonna break these cardboard beds tho i didn’t make it in time for the olympics bc i was swamped w other works ,, sobs
Dating a professional athlete had its pros and cons. They were very passionate lovers, financially stable, and always on the move. They lived on a strict healthy diet and have very disciplined lifestyles that were highly inspiring on their own. On the down side, the attention that they may receive could be a bit overwhelming from an outsider’s perspective and you knew this first hand after both locals and foreigners have set their eyes on your boyfriend ever since he first joined the Japan Men’s National Volleyball Team as a nineteen-year old. You could still remember how he blew up on the internet back in the 2016 Rio Olympics with fangirls posting pictures and video clips of him on various social media platforms, proclaiming their newfound admiration for him and fighting for the role to be his next girlfriend. It was humorous to an extent where even Tobio himself would often be placed on the spot of not knowing how to respond to an avid fan’s outward declaration of love. But even now that he was twenty-four and more popular than ever, he was still considerably awkward around girls.
Nevertheless, for Kageyama, none of it mattered better than the prestige of being an Olympian for the second time around. What made this year more exciting was the fact that the host country for the 2020 Olympics was his homeland, Tokyo. And with the advantage of having his home country as the world’s stadium, he was also exhilarated about this year’s team roster. The squad was packed with the best volleyball players in all of Japan and he found it extremely honorable to be the starting setter for such a powerful team. It was no surprise to see how focused and motivated he was to be a part of something this huge at the height of his career knowing that the road to the gold medal was within their reach. No external factors could ever take his attention away from the sport that he loved more than anything else in this world.
Besides, how could girls distract him from his game when he already had you? To be fair, no one really knew about you because Tobio was yet to reveal your relationship to the public and you weren’t really keen to be in the spotlight when you’ve always preferred to date him on the low. Though, sometimes you admit that you wish people had the idea that he was already taken so that they would know their boundaries because a handsome and talented man like him would always have women trying their chances.
You didn’t consider yourself the jealous type, but it was natural to feel small and insecure when you were dating an almost-celebrity.
Were you upset? Not really. And you tried not to be irrational over things like that. However, your face must have reflected your thoughts because the said boyfriend wouldn’t stop looking at you as you both hopped inside the elevator. He was pulling your hand, possibly smiling under his face mask as he held your waist and rested his chin above your head. “What’s going through your mind?”
You adjusted your own mask before giving an answer. “Nothing,” you lied, changing the topic quickly. “I enjoyed watching the broadcast yesterday. You guys did so well.”
“Who’s the best?” he asked just so you could utter his name and inflate his ego. It had always been Kageyama’s goal to compete with Shoyo even when they were on the same team and hearing you say that he played the best among his own teammates would make him extra ‘proud’.
But for the sake of teasing him, you began to say everyone else’s name but him. “Well, I’d say Ushijima or maybe Bokuto. Hinata’s attacks were very fun to watch, too. Oh, and Atsumu!”
As expected, your boyfriend raised an eyebrow at your chosen response. “Atsumu-san keeps the bench warm and you say he played better than me?”
“That’s so mean!” you chortled, shaking your head and thinking of how Atsumu would have been so offended.
You ended up laughing it off until the elevator doors opened and you were both taking measured footsteps across the hallway before anyone could see you. Tobio was the one in charge of being on the lookout for any staff that could catch your presence within the Japan team’s floor while you were the docile deer hiding behind him as you two made your way towards his assigned room.
You were not supposed to be here. The Olympic village had very strict COVID-19 protocols that altered some traditions in the Olympics according to your boyfriend’s past experience. Athletes were encouraged to keep their masks on at all times which was mainly one of the reasons that made it easier for you to sneak inside the famous village that caused a stir on social media. Your favorite so far was the apartment-style housing that had state-of-the-art facilities, with flags from different countries hanging on their balconies to serve as an identifier for each nation who would be competing.
Tobio was aware of how much the Olympic spirit was taking over Tiktok and that he and the rest of his teammates were gaining popularity, specifically amongst women from all over the world. Even Iwaizumi Hajime, the team’s athletic trainer, could not escape the curious eyes of the online audience who shamelessly expressed how good looking he was.
But one of the most interesting controversies in this year’s Olympics were the cardboard beds.
Yes, cardboard. When you first heard about it, you thought it was strange, too. Japan was a country known for its advanced technology and impressive sustainability so you had an inkling that these cardboard frames were made for easy disposing, but Tiktok seemed to have another take on it.
“Woah.” Your eyes widened as you finally stood in front of the infamous bed, covered in a blue sheet with the words ‘2020 Tokyo Olympics’ labeled on the bottom. “So this is the famous bed, huh?”
Tobio, who had just locked the door to his room, soon removed his mask and sat at the edge of his bed. “They tested it out. Miya-san and Bokuto-san,” he shared, pulling you to sit on his lap and looping his fingers around the string on your mask, removing it from your face completely. “Did you see the videos?”
“Yeah, the one Suna posted.” You let out a silent chuckle after remembering the video where Atsumu and Bokuto were jumping on top of their bed to prove ‘the theory’ surrounding the said cardboard frames. “Is this bed really meant for you guys to… avoid intimacy? I mean, it’s not like you’re gonna hookup with another Olympian, right?”
Your boyfriend sniggered at your doubtful tone. “I sense jealousy,” he claimed, rubbing circles on your hip with his thumb. “Why would I do that when I have you?”
With a small and barely visible pout, you draped an arm around his shoulders and placed your index finger on his lower lip. “I saw those really gorgeous gymnast girls talking to you this morning.”
He inched his face closer, warm breath tickling your neck before he softly planted a kiss on your jaw. “They were just asking to take pictures, babe.”
Right. Well, you didn't really want to ponder much about it and you already felt bad that you brought it up at all. There was no room for a jealous girlfriend at a time like this and all he needed from you was to be supportive.
Although, maybe giving him a little time out from his athletic responsibilities could help lessen the pressure on his mind. A quick distraction was what he needed and besides, you ought to give him a reward for winning the game against Italy yesterday.
You would blame it on your high sex drive because you were ovulating and it had been a while since you last did anything together. Tobio had been extremely busy and today was a rare opportunity that he even managed to sneak you in, so you weren’t going to waste it by simply looking at each other’s faces. What you did was to push him back in bed, crawling on top so you could straddle his lap. “Why don’t we test if this is really an anti-sex bed?”
“Babe.” His eyes gleamed with humor, but you could see the trace of excitement behind his gaze that lingered on your collarbone down to your cleavage. You grinned at how he was trying to restrain himself so you didn’t hesitate to undo each button of your shirt with your needy boyfriend enjoying the view. “This bed can hold up to four hundred pounds. It’s not gonna break.”
You tilted your head to the side and slipped the shirt off of your body. “Hm, really?” Whether it was the afternoon heat or you were simply on fire from the sexual tension, you could see Kageyama’s chest rising and falling slowly as you leaned down to kiss his jaw. “What happens if it breaks?”
“We’ll be legendary,” he stated, gripping your thighs with large calloused hands that soon did the job at unzipping your fly. “Hinata will be back soon.”
It was 3 PM when you glanced at the time and his roommate would come back by 5 PM after watching the live match between Brazil and Argentina. You had two full hours to enjoy yourselves for the time being and you were not planning to waste every minute of it. “Then, let’s do it quickly before he returns,” you insisted as you pulled away to undress him off of his hoodie, revealing his perfectly toned upper body. “Don’t act like you haven’t been so needy for the past week. You literally sent me a dick pic last night.”
A handsome smirk settled on his face when he pulled your pants down, leaving you in nothing but your underwear. “It’s ‘cause I missed you,” he whispered on your lips before attaching it against his with a soft, open-mouthed kiss that had you wanting for more. “Mm—you’re all I think about before I sleep.”
“Naughty.” You pecked his lips and let your hands travel along his chest and shoulders. Since when did Tobio become this… huge? He was so broad and muscular despite keeping a lean physique and you were losing your mind from all the obscene images that you were forming in your head. Perhaps it wouldn’t be too bad to turn them into reality. “Lay your back on the mattress.”
“Taking full control on me now, huh?”
“Consider it a reward.”
It seemed that the cardboard frame was, in fact, sturdier than wood. You were frankly impressed at how it was able to withstand two entangled persons shifting in bed with significant pressure. Your boyfriend was already raking his fingers through his cropped raven hair, nape reclined against the headboard while you palmed the growing bulge on his sweatpants. He’s hard already, you giggled at the thought and slowly pulled the bands of his sweatpants to release his aching member from the restriction of his garment.
“Fuck, I missed this…” He closed his eyes after taking a deep breath because he seemed to enjoy how you were touching him again—how you wrapped your hand around his girth, pumping his length at a rhythm that he liked, and swirling your tongue around his pink head to remind yourself of his taste. “Suck me more.”
“Mm—patience.” You kissed his throbbing head, treating it like a lollipop with the way you teased the slit on his head by running your tongue around it. You eventually placed his cock inside your mouth after kissing every inch of his length, sated by how hard he had grown at the thought of you. His moans filled your ears, driving you to do more as you started bobbing your head to suck his shaft like a good girl. You always were. Hushed curses left his mouth to confirm just how satisfied he was with the job that you were doing until you released his cock with a pop to wipe the drool that escaped the corner of your lips. “You like it, baby?”
He nodded, looking down at you with glazed eyes. “Don’t stop.”
You kept eye-contact when you ejected spit on throbbing head, later spreading your saliva around his length by pumping him nice and fast. “As you wish.” And with that, your own lust-filled eyes were pleased with the sight of your boyfriend throwing his head back after you put all of his cock back inside of your mouth. His tip hit your uvula with how deep you took him and you gagged at the sudden penetration on your throat, but did not stop yourself from stroking the lower half of his length and sucking his precum on the upper.
“Shit. Tighten those pretty lips for me.”
Doing as told, you continued to please him with the best blowjob you’ve ever done in your life because you gained the confidence to try and be more skillful with the way you were moving your head at a steady rhythm. At some point, he became too impatient that he was thrusting himself upward to meet your throat and you could feel the veins of his shaft as your tongue glided past them.
You should have known that dating an athlete would give you a competitive partner in bed. Tobio was already highly competitive on his own, but seeing how great you sucked his cock put him on a mission to give you the same pleasure by means of oral sex. He was quite good at it, frankly. And his goal was to remind you of who the dominant one in your relationship was—shifting you under him after you sucked his cock, now keeping you caged under his fit body so he could start doing the work. When every piece of underwear was thrown to the floor, there was not even an ounce of hesitation before he latched his mouth on your left tit. His tongue played with your nipple while his other hand kneaded your right breast, massaging and feeling the soft flesh wantonly. “T-Tobio.” Salacious moans flew off your lips. “Mm—I want you so bad.”
“Yeah?” You could feel the upward curve of his lips when he heard your desperate whines, subsequently moving his hand to spread your legs apart so he could get in between. He leaned in to envelope both of your lips for a rough kiss, allowing you to roll your tongue against his without realizing that he was concurrently cupping your pussy with his pretty, setter hands. The same genius fingers that used to touch the ball were now on your clit, doing circular motions to earn your mewls, spreading your pussy lips apart as an attempt to tease your entrance with his middle finger. Heaven or hell, Tobio was certainly a little bit of both. “Y-Yes, m-more.”
He grinned, biting your lower lip before he inserted two fingers inside of your soaking core. “Already so wet for me, needy little slut.”
His words earned your giggle. “Always…” You latched onto his arm, squeezing his bicep and arching your back as he began pumping his fingers in and out of your hole. You could feel him increasing his speed—eyes half lidded when you looked at his face, shying away as soon as he smirked at you. “B-Baby, so g-good.”
“I’m gonna ask you again,” he spoke in a low voice before planting a kiss on your lips, “who played the best?”
“You… Fuck… Mm—it’s you.” Ecstasy was coursing through your veins as your boyfriend found your most sensitive spot, curling his fingers inside your velvet walls until he crawled down to dive his face between your legs. God. The next thing you knew, he was replacing his fingers with his tongue, lapping your folds and spitting on your entrance to provide more lubrication. “T-Tobio!”
You couldn’t breathe. The gravity of your pleasure was too overwhelming and all you could do was to clamp the sheets as you mewled. Kageyama—clearly proud of his work—was looking up at you with a haughty gaze as if he had just proven that he was still excellent at making you helpless with the way he was eating you out. His warm breath tickled your core when he placed his mouth near your cunt—face on the perfect level adjacent to your genital, ready to ravage the soaking pussy that he hadn’t tasted for a few days. “Did you touch yourself while I was gone?”
“Y-Yes,” your breath hitched, “but i-it’s not as good without you.” You hoisted your hips up a little, squeezing your breasts together while throwing your head back as a rush of pleasure entered your body. He was putting more effort into rolling his tongue inside of you, tasting your juices and french kissing your pussy without a care for the wetness that surrounded his beautiful lips. The slurping sounds were making you crazy. But more than that, you wanted more. “Tobio, please… fuck me.”
A triumphant grin was soon plastered on his face. “Hm? Say that again.”
This prick’s enjoying this, you had it in mind as you looked down at him. “Please. Fuck me h-hard and fast like you always d-do.”
It was all it took for your boyfriend to kneel in bed, combing his fingers through his raven locks to give you a cocky smirk. “Can’t rawdog you today, babe,” he said before reaching towards the bedside drawer to take out a packet of condom. The same packet was soon in between his teeth, easily ripped open and discarded to the floor along with the rest of your clothes. You didn’t even realize that you closed your legs when you sat up. “Open up.”
You watched how he rolled the rubber on his big, pretty cock while you spread your legs apart to let your fingers play with your clit. “Mm. Shit, I want you so bad…”
“You’ll have me. What position do you want?”
“Can we do doggy?” Because he was blessed with a well-endowed member that filled you to the brim, you thought that it would feel best if you could experience his divine cock at a position where he could go deep.
Tobio didn’t even respond. He was already approving your request by pulling you by the arm and flipping you over so you could get in all fours. “Face down, ass up.”
You could feel how wet your vulva was when he palmed your pussy from behind, pushing you to lower your upper body while you raised your buttocks high enough to meet his pelvis. “If this bed breaks, I’m putting it on Tiktok.”
His soft chuckle bounced off the walls. “If it doesn’t break, I’ll be disappointed.” And as he said that, you weren’t aware that he was already positioning his cock on your entrance before he rammed it inside without warning. “Fuuuck!”
“Aah!” The side of your face found its comfort against the cushion. “H-Harder.”
Why do you keep on challenging this man? He was only about to do twice as much as what you asked for, stretching your hole at the deep penetration while the headboard hit the wall with each thrust. You were left whimpering from his roughness as every slam caused slapping noises from your ass to his groin. Goddamn, the friction that he was creating against your cunt was achingly good.
“A-Aah, yeah!” you cried out, gripping the cushion as you leaned forward while you were being pussy pounded from behind. Tobio’s grip on your waist was tight and he paid very little mercy at how his huge, veiny cock was entering you at an insane pace until tears started welling up your eyes. “T-Tobio!”
“Be a good girl.” His hot breath tickled your ear after he pulled you back through your arms until your body was arched into a C. He only released his grip on your arms so he could place his hand on your bum, giving it a nice slap to leave his handprint on the flesh.
So good, you were losing your mind. So fucking good. The movements of his hips were so fast and rough that you almost felt your eyes rolling at the back of your head. “Y-You’re hitting my g-spot.”
He cussed under his breath while angling his hips to penetrate your sensitive spot even more. “Good. You like it from the back?”
“I-I do.” The bed’s gonna break. You were gripping the headboard, sensing that the cardboard frame could not keep up from all the jostling. At this point, you were getting dizzy from the way he upped his speed and plowed his fat cock through your clamped walls.
“You’re clenching. Ah—fuck. You’re so fucking tight.”
Guttural moans reverberated through the room when the penetrative action sent you into a state of euphoria and you were left wondering if the people next door could hear the obscenities leaving your mouths. You were told that his ‘more energetic’ teammates were staying next door and you suddenly felt shy at the thought.
Though, that was not what made you lose your mind. It was the roughness of his thrusts that went harder, faster, and more desperate. The movements lasted for a couple of minutes while he was stretching your buttocks apart to see just how deep his cock was going in.
“T-Tobio… shit. I-I’m gonna cum!”
“Do it.”
You took deep breaths, humming in pleasure and closing your eyes to simply bask in the feeling. His nails dug onto your waist, leaving crescent marks on your flesh as he fucked your cunt at a satisfying rhythm. At this point, whimpers were coming out of your mouth while your boyfriend romanced your body for his own pleasure. His hand later traveled down to your chest to give your bust a harsh squeeze, flicking your nipple with his index finger and panting as he continued drilling his shaft into your hole.
With moans getting louder and gasps causing your mouths to part open, you disintegrated between your lover as your lower abdomen signaled your orgasm. “A-Aah!” Your legs started to shake while you clenched around his member, body twitching as he continued to pound into you through your overstimulation. You could not think straight just imagining how much you creamed around his protected cock and you were breathing through your mouth to catch the breath that you’ve lost.
After a few more minutes of thrusting and cockslamming, Tobio’s hot spurts of seed were sent straight to the rubber as his movements became sloppy and uneven, pulling out of you only to see his semen filling up the condom. “That was fucking good.”
Your whole body has become limp, but you managed to turn around and cover yourself with the sheets, watching how Kageyama stood at the side of the bed to roll the rubber off his cock. “You came so much.”
“The fuck I did.” And he was cocky about it, too. However, his confidence was only fleeting when he assessed the bed frame and could not find any fault. “It didn’t break.”
“It’s a lot stronger than we assumed.” You chuckled at the way he scrunched his nose in disappointment. “It’s okay. The manufacturer gets extra points for this.”
At least, you two were satiated after fucking like animals in heat. You couldn’t even deny how sore you still were even after a few minutes of resting time and your boyfriend distracted your thoughts when he sat at the edge of the bed to meet your lips with his. “I love you.”
“I love you. Good luck on your game tomorrow.” You wrapped your arms around his torso and rested your chin on his shoulder.
“Do you think we should—”
“Kageyamaaa!”
The high-pitched voice nearly made you jump and your panic grew when it was added by the loud banging on the door. Hinata. He was back and you were still fucking naked.
“Dumbass, don’t come in!” Tobio yelled at the door, picking your clothes up and gesturing for you to wear them while he pulled his own boxers to cover himself. He then made his way towards the door and peeked at the peephole. “Hinata, just stay put.”
“Well, are you done?” the smaller guy asked, voice laced with humor. “We heard everything. Half the team’s next door. They’re asking if you were able to break the bed.” Someone was chuckling aside from Hinata and you got the hint that another team member was outside of the door.
You froze and lost the ability to function.
Holy shit.
Even Tobio himself was releasing a series of curses, shaking his head as he turned to you. You were supposed to feel ashamed. You were supposed to be so embarrassed that you would hide your face under the sheets, but strangely, the thought of being heard by nearly the whole team seemed to have ignited a newfound excitement inside of you.
Kageyama himself could see it on your face. “Don’t tell me…”
“No,” you giggled, clasping your bra back in. “No. It’s not what you think.”
Did you really just imagine yourself surrounded by his attractive teammates?
“If you’re up for it,” he confirmed your thoughts with a playful smirk. “We can let two or more people join.”
“Tobio!”
He wasn’t too bothered, though. In fact, he was entertaining the thought with curiosity as though he had been considering it in his head for a long time. You two liked trying new things to make up for your vanilla sex life and there was little to no shame when it came to sharing your weirdest kinks to your wildest dreams.
The bed certainly did not break, but you’ve just unlocked something even more exciting than proving the stability of the cardboard bed.
But this time around, no one else on Tiktok would have to know.
“So, are you down?” he asked, leaning his back against the wall as he waited for your approval. “I don’t mind sharing you.”
Your meek smile was a confirmation in itself. “If it helps improve their game, why not?”
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a/n: here is my piece for the summer euphoria collab! Thank you to bully girls server for having me :3
for every reblog I’ll give you a kiss bcs writing this took shit ton of energy from me <3
synopsis: good girls don’t cheat in their tests. even if you have to- at least don’t get caught, yeah?
THIS POST IS NSFW! Minors do not interact or I’ll bite.
warnings: dub-con, almost non-con, dark fic, blackmail, age-gap, degrading, corruption, dacryphilia idk if anything else please lmk
You were a good girl.
An innocent little girl who did everything by the book, always wearing your little school skirt, beige, tight blouse, and tight necktie, you represented the school perfectly with your bright smile, a pretty face, and ugly, ugly grades.
Your hair a mess as he threads his long fingers through them, your always perfect necktie now pushed in your throat and damp with your drool, blouse ripped open just for him, and your skirt hiked up on your waist; Suna Rintarou loves to destroy everything about you.
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