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Did the air just get hotter?

It’s the way his warm, strong hands come to rest on your shoulders, bending down, giving you all his attention. It’s the way he is in your personal space, leaning in just to hear you. It’s the way the scent of his cologne fills the air. It’s the way his mop of hair is close to you—so close that you could almost reach out and touch it. It’s the way he crouches down, yet you still feel small in front of his athletic build. It’s the way, in this moment, you can only see him—nothing else.

"You were saying something?"

What? What were you saying? What just happened?

The warm air around you suddenly feels ten times hotter as you realise he’s been waiting—bending down like this for an entire minute.

"Umm— I was—I was…"

You stutter, scrambling to remember what you were going to say only for your brain to short-circuit the moment you feel a large, warm palm settle against the small of your back as he straightens to his full height.

"Take your time. I’ll wait for you."

He says, completely unaware of the damage he has caused in these past 10 minutes

-Kageyama tobio, ushijima wakatoshi, sakusa kiyoomi, iwaizumi hajime, kita shinsuke, osamu miya, kuroo??, akaashi keiji, daichi? asahi azumane, aone takanobu, shugo meian, maybee tsukishima

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TRAINING WHEELS

pairing: step daddy!suna x fem!reader warnings: 18+, DARK FIC, age gap (reader is in college), dilf!suna, stepcest, dry humping, dirty fantasies, masturbation, oral sex, corruption kink. words: 1.8k notes: happy suna day!! <3 taglist: @babayaga67​ ​​ @galagcica​ ​​ @hotwings0203​ ​​ @kgojo​ ​​ @mangocrepe​ ​@minniberri​ ​ @coldspoons​ ​ @hawkspet​ ​ @xxrwzy​ ​ @seita #📂 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴 𝗴𝘂𝗶𝗱𝗲 #📂 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

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Suna watches you. He watches you a lot.

It’s like watching a curious puppy taking its first steps, you clumsily mix the chocolate milk, licking the spoon right after, bouncing on your feet at the sound of some pop song blasting on your headphones. 

You wear one of his shirts, white cotton against your skin stopping at your mid-thighs. He notices your baby blue panties when you reach for the cereal on the shelf, the fabric hugging your butt so cutely he almost lets out a groan. He didn’t want to scare you, but you were almost falling out of the counter trying to grab the goddamn cereal box.

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streets

pairing: hajime iwaizumi x reader

genre: smut

warnings: 18+ nsfw, mentions of alcohol consumption, oral (male receiving), choking, dirty talk, daddy kink, slight size kink, slight praise kink

summary: you give your boyfriend top at the red light

you sigh as you climb into the passenger seat of the car, your body feeling heavy because of how tired you were. as you settle into the seat you hear the door of the driver’s side opening. your head lolling to the side, you see your boyfriend. you catch iwaizumi’s eyes and with a small smile he leans forward pecking your lips.

after pulling back, he begins to put his seat belt on and breaks the comfortable silence, “i hope tonight wasn’t too much. i know you don’t really like parties.”

oikawa had thrown a little new year’s kickback as a celebration of not only the new year but him finally being back in japan. he had invited a majority of the seijoh boys and of course iwaizumi. being oikawa’s closest friend, iwaizumi knew he had to show up or else oikawa would whine about it for the months to come. truth be told, hajime was looking forward to spending his new year with you cuddled on the couch while some random countdown special played in the background. clearly that wasn’t the case. the both of you had went and hajime had made it known that he didn’t feel like drinking tonight but he had no issue if you wanted to. you had decided not to drink too much because you didn’t want your boyfriend to ring in the new year by holding your hair up while you threw your guts up in the toilet. although, you knew that if that were to happen he would have no problem with it. a couple beers and a shot or two later, you and hajime decided to take your leave early in hopes that you two could make it home before the clock hit 12:00.

leaning your head back against the headrest you close your eyes and smile, “no, it’s okay. i had a lot of fun. nothing beats seeing makki and mattsun doing drunk karaoke.”

hajime begins to reverse the car, placing his hand on the back of your headrest as he looks back. he shakes his head, “yeah but hearing that shit is awful, i almost went deaf.”

he looks at you briefly before directing his attention to the road in front of him, “are you okay though? you need me to pick up anything?”

you were always able to handle your liquor fairly well so you don’t feel anything more than a slight buzz. you open your eyes to look at your boyfriend, slight smile still on your face, “i’m okay, just wanna be home.”

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how you left

synopsis. at the end of the day, you’re always your boyfriend’s second choice.

pairing. oikawa tooru x female reader word count. 1.2k genre. establish relationship au, break up au, angst. warnings and notes. mentions of insecurity, part of my prompt list requests.

“You wanna watch a movie tonight?”

There’s a slight pause at your words, a mellow voice echoing throughout the four walls of your shared apartment as your boyfriend, Oikawa, looks up from his phone, his smile slowly fading.

“About that,” he purses his lips, “I’m busy later.”

It only takes those three words, the exact ones that he’s overused for the past three months to make your heart drop. Even without context, you already know that this must be something that revolves around his best friend, Nari, someone who seems to be more important to Oikawa than you.

It’s almost as if they’re in the relationship, and you’re his supportive best friend instead.

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ok so iwachan is the type of boy you bring home to show your fam, the type that has you and your fam wrapped around his fingers *literally*. imagine bringing him home for dinner one day and he reacted when you asked “daddy” to pass you the pepper??? AND CUES SOME NASTY SHIT HE WILL PULL. make it nasty

A/N: “make it nasty” man you are really putting a lot of pressure on me here (x

Warning: fingering, panty thieving, daddy kink

You were almost, no, you were certain that your parents liked your boyfriend more than they like you.

To think that the thought of your boyfriend having to win them over even crossed your head when you brought him home for the first time, how foolish of you. Credit where it was due, Iwaizumi was a great guy. Respectable, reliable, with his feet on the ground and held all his words with weight. But still, it didn’t stop your saltiness at how your parents almost wanted to hand you off the moment they met him.

You wondered how they would feel if they knew that their perfect son in law was secretly a bit of a freak. But that wasn’t entirely fair, after all, the gap in his demeanor the moment the bedroom door closed had you weak in the knees.

He could probably get away with most anything when it comes to your parents, let’s be honest. But it didn’t stop you from feeling the dread when he casually reached over the table the moment you absent-mindedly asked for “daddy” to pass you the pepper.

Everyone froze in place, and you could see the brief panic in his eyes when he realised what he had done. The smile on your face was stiff as he handed you the jar, hoping and praying that your family would not get the connotation of the phrase. You wanted to die when you see your actual father opened his mouth as if he was hesitant to say something but before he could even articulate his confusion, your boyfriend rose up from his seat and filled your father’s glass with a smile that was too earnest for him to even say anything. 

You were supposed to be relieved that your father was immediately grinning and patting Iwa’s shoulder at his thoughtfulness, but you could feel shivers running up your spine when he sat back down and shot you a meaningful glance.

He really, really could get away with anything.

You tried to brush it off when you felt his hand on your thigh, looking over to your side to see him grinning at something your mother said. The clink of your chopsticks falling onto the ceramic made everyone snap their heads to look at you, and your face was burning as you tried to pretend like you totally weren’t caught off guard by your boyfriend’s finger dipping into your panties.

“Are you feeling alright?” he asked with a tone of concern, leaning over to place his palm on your forehead. Your hand was immediately clutching his forearm as the movement allowed him to press his fingers down onto your clit, biting your lips so that you would not make a sound.

He had his back to your parents, and you were the only one who could see the slight smirk on his face.

“I’m alright,” you said, trying your best to hide the way your voice was trembling as you pushed your chair back, abruptly standing up. Iwa was eyeing you in amusement as you chuckled nervously, “it’s just a bit stuffy in here, I’ll be better once I go splash some water on my face.”

You took a deep breath the moment you were along in the corridor, trying to calm yourself down. You were not going back in there until your skin stops burning up and the goosebumps on your arm eased. Your thighs clenched together was you walked, cursing at yourself for how the ministrations he did on you had such an effect.

“Baby girl.”

You jumped at the voice that was low by your ear, his hot breath tickling your senses as he cornered you. The way you rubbed your legs together as he approached you didn’t go unnoticed and you knew you were in for it when his eyes darkened.

“Hajime, what are you-”

“Just then out there, you nearly embarrassed me in front of mom and dad,” you loved and hated the way he addressed your parents like that, “you know how I feel about you using that word...”

You wanted to argue that it was a reach, that it was unintentional but your voice came out as nothing more than a squeak when his hands slipped under your skirt to tug at the elastic of your panties.

“Off.”

The sheer dominance in his voice had you weak in his hands. Looking around to make sure no one was watching, you shuddered as he peeled the fabric off your legs, stuffing it in his jean pocket.

“Now that’s a good girl,” he was quick to return to his usual demeanor as he took your hand in his before walking back out to the dining area but not without leaning down to whisper in your ear. The gravel in his voice made you shiver. “behave, or else daddy will get very angry at you.”

The food was delicious, but your sense of taste seemed to betray you as your mind was not able to ignore how bare you felt. You hoped no one noticed that you were shifting in your seat but he sure did, ever so attentive as he was. 

“What’s wrong?” he asked, nothing suspicious except for the fact that his hand was inching towards your now naked core. Your hand was gripping at the table as he traced your folds, collecting the leaking arousal at the pad of his fingers. “Hm?”

“Nothing!” you managed to choke out, quickly biting your cheeks so that nothing would slip out as he eased two fingers inside your walls, slowly scissoring them.

“You have been acting very strangle today, are you sure you’re alright?” you mother asked, “maybe you should go home and take some rest.

You could only force yourself to nod as the bolts of pleasure shot up your spine, the feeling of him gliding in and out of you painfully prominent.

“No worries, I’ll take care of her.” 

You wanted nothing more than to glare at him for managing to sound so sweet, so caring as he toyed with you. The tingling on your scalp as he pulled away was enough to keep you on edge and you could feel your arousal gushing out at the sudden lost of friction.

“Of course we won’t worry, we know she is in very good hands!” There it was, your parents’ near painful oblivion as to what was going on

“It’s nice to know that we can always count on you!”

Your mother’s voice rang by your ear as he walked you out of the restaurant with his arm holding you up. You were glaring daggers at him the moment you were out of their sight. “Hajime-”

You gasped when you felt his hand grabbing your ass roughly.

“Sh... daddy will take very good care of you tonight.”

Sakusa Kiyoomi(Haikyuu)- Babysteps

A/N: this is inspired by that art of Sakusa holding bby sakusa by @/5takuhu1 uwu the line draft was already powerful enough but the finished version was simply *chef kiss*

Description: You and your husband spend some much needed alone time together to catch a break from parenting.

Warning: vaginal penetration, breeding kink, you two called each other mommy and daddy like, once

Word count: 3462

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The hallway was pitch black except for the faint glow under the door from the room at the very end.

“Sh… there you go…”

You rubbed your eyes as you gently pushed the door open, leaning on the wooden frame as you basked in this harmonious scene before you interrupt it. The crib that was meant for your young son looked even more miniature with your tall husband crouching next to it, his arm rocking it slowly as he slowly pulled away. His hair was tangled up and you looked down to see that he wasn’t even wearing his room slippers, and smiled.

Sakusa Kiyoomi had his doubts on whether he would make a decent father at first but after a year into parenthood, it would be blatant slander for anyone to say he didn’t love his child.

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Yaku Morisuke(Haikyuu)- Triple Feature

Kinktober 2020 — sex tape

A/N: something about yaku just makes me want to call him daddy in everything I write for him you know…

Description: A triple feature of some very questionable home videos…

Warning: filming, vaginal penetration, unprotected sex, creampie, spanking, spitting, cumplay, mirror sex, mentions of maturbation, you called him daddy (1) time

Word count: 4707

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vid001.mp4

“God damn it, this is harder than I thought it would be…”

The crisp ring of your chuckle followed the mumbling groan of your boyfriend as he fixed the placement of his phone on the nightstand. Yaku’s face took up the entirety of the frame, with your grinning features peeking out from behind of his chestnut locks. The camera could not focus on his round eyes right at the very front but instead showed you clearly, the way you bit your lips as your eyes looked away from the camera all recorded down as an evidence that you were not as confident as you had thought you would be.

There were sounds of things shifting and clicking at the background, until he finally took a step back. His full face could finally get into the frame now that he wasn’t upfront, his eyes looking at the screen as his hands held mid-air, hoping that the device wouldn’t fall down.

“Ok…” he murmured as he turned around, still staring at the phone from the corner of his eyes before climbing onto the bed where you were already laying there to make sure it wouldn’t fall down the moment he let go, “I think this should work.”

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