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“that escalated quickly”

Suna rintarou x fem!reader

Synopsis : you ask your childhood friend to show his pp due to a certain encounter.

cw : —smut, oral [f.receiving], cervix bruising, slight breeding kink, unprotected sex, fingering, degradation + praising [names called —pretty whore, doll], masochism, sadism, dacryphilia [suna likes seeing you cry], mean¡dom suna.

Note : you don't have to read the series to read the smut, stay horny friends. mdni.

↳ part : 1, ↳ part : 2, ↳ part : 3

“oh what's this?” then corner of his lips curled up, a sinister smirk and you know you got yourself tangled in a spider web, there is no backing out. “don't get shy on me now y/n, eyes on me”

Listen, it would have been really easy to keep your eyes on him but not like this

you are panting, you can't focus like this, he is so mean, suna's hand were gripped around your thighs so tightly that you know their will be marks left, both over his shoulder.

his pointy tongue has been making small circles around your bud, painfully lazily, painfully slowly. while his fingers? They held a ruthless pace, the long pale ones which were hitting you right on your gspot.

Your breaths are so shallow, with each and every strike against your gspot, with stripe of his long tongue against your perky clit, you feel the bliss, you will cum like this, your head is thrown back.

A little more push and you will be over, your eyes keep clenching due to jolts of pleasure everytime his finger moves a bit higher, and the most lustful things was how his eyes were directly observing every expression of your face.

a fox? Yeah they were smart and sneaky but suna, he isn't a fox he is a snake, his slanted eyes never leaves your face, you can see how his tongue flattens over your clit and how his lips wraps around your already swollen bud, to suck even more harshly.

he is enjoying your pain and pleasure, he is enjoying how tears were brimming in your eyes just to follow his words, he is enjoying how flustered you look every time you are about to let the knot in your stomach go, but just as it about to happen

he removes his hands, he removes his tongue and replaces your heat with a smile on his lips, a grin, a evil one.

“fuck— stop being a bitch” you stutter out, and you know shouldn't have said that when he is in control but he wouldn't mind that right he is your friend for year— his tongue is poking his cheek at your words, it seems so dangerous.

“a bitch you say?” he undoes his sweats and finally after the cruel hours of you imaging it, over and over again your eyes lands on his dick, oozing with a little precum, it looks a little bigger than last time, a little harder maybe.

“weren't you the one who was acting like a bitch in heat, all this while begging me to fuck you over” he scoffs, raising his eyebrows when you shudder hearing his words.

“don't tell me being humiliated gets you off” his hands pulls you abruptly closer by your thighs, to the edge of the bed, his lips twisted and amused, so close, a little more and you will be rubbing against him.

suna smells like being high in summer afternoon, intoxicating and mind enfulging, his one hand rests on your waist, closer to your mounds. he bents a little lower and you don't mean to whine but you do, he rubs his member on your core forming slow little shapes. “let's play a guessing game, we guess what turns us on, I will go first”

He slips in without a warning, you have imagined it more than you would like to admit but nothing could prepare you to hold his length, he isn't halfway through and you are filled, you moan loud enough that you know if you anyone was in the hallways they could hear you.

suna is not one to make noise in bed, but he can't help but curse at how tight you were, yeah maybe he was a little to big for you but that doesn't mean he wouldn't make you fit for him.

“you are a masochist” he slams in again and you scream, the stretch is too much for you, the pain is greater par with the pleasure but that doesn't make suna stop, so cute crying like that— who would have thought he could fuck his neighbors daughter so well, the one who trusted him to take care of you? Is now fucking you like you are his own personal doll.

He asks for your assumption, but your are blabbing mess the only thing you could do was moan more loudly as his pace started to increase, he is hitting your cervix already—

“moans? you got this right, pretty moans from a pretty whore” he hovers over you, leaning in right below your neck, his teeth sinks on your mound, away from your nipples but enough to make whine.

His hands move to grip you by your neck, veins popping out as he tightens it and your cloudy mind comes to a halt, he grunts feeling you clench down on him as he grips your neck more tightly, breaths shallow for you that your face becomes red, you feel like you will pass out

“choking” he seems proud, eyes intently watching your fucked out face. The tears that were threatening to come out of your eyes, once he moves faster, the water break loose and tears glides down your cheek. His hits were accurate, how could be so fast and not sloppy.

“aww are you crying?” he smirks, leaning in, mere inches away from your face, his hands that were wrapped around your neck finally let's you breath and grips your jaw, you were expecting a kiss, a slower pace when he inched more closer but he licked, he licked your tears away that escaped your eyes.

“guess your tears turn me on too” and you don't mean to shudder or clench around him at his words, but he feels the clench around his pulsating member ramming your heat, it's so hot— you like this under him, you feel friction against your walls, the knot in your stomach hanging just to let it go.

His pelvis keeps rubbing your clit, the accurate sharp hitting of his dick against your cervix leaves a burning sensation, it's bruised definitely, the muscle on his inside you keeps getting hard with each rub against your gspot, you will cum, you will cum.

“cumming” you manage to mumble out, your back is arched, and as you feel the rush pooling out of with the little rub against your clit his finger pressed on, your toe curls and you gush out against his member.

His pace gets a little sloppy as he feels your walls tightening more, his head thrown back as a small mewl of your names leaves his lips. That is gonna be painted in your mind forever.

But instead of him slowing down or rushing his escape that he feels around him, the warm hot hole which keeps squeezing him, his thumb moves to your perky nub and rubs, he lowers his face putting your nipple between in his teeth only to press down on it roughly.

“no, no too much ahh—” you moan out, slurring between your words. he sucks on your nipples more harshly, rolling the tip with his tongue, suna is clouded with being in you— the pleasure and satisfaction after having you after days and days of wet dreams

The warmth is finally satisfying, it finally feels complete and each thrust even if he pretends to be control, he is loosing it, he is loosing himself in you— fuck it,

you look so pretty under him shivering, like you are just a mess and only have him to guide you out, he crossed the friends line and if that means he gets to see such a pretty view under him, he will do it all over again.

Faster and sloppiler pace as he watches your eyes roll back due to the overstimulation all over again, he gets ready to move out and cum on your stomach but, the small mewl when you say 'inside' had his hips rolling in a new angle.

He grips your thigh, putting it over his shoulder, his thoughts stuck in his throat before it could finally reach his conscience, with another accurate push against your gspot, with another harsh hit on your cervix and with another clench by you, he paints your walls white.

Hot spurts of seed shooting inside you, the warmth alone makes you cum again with the overstimulation of your little nub, he places a sloppy kiss on your lips before pulling out.

Collapsing on the sheet beside you, you huff out— letting your breath catch, the fast orgasm still has your mind fuzzy.

You turn to look at suna, not as wrecked or visibly exhausted like you but he is panting, the hair is sticking to his forehead and his eyes are closed, the sweat is making his skin glow, he looks so hot. Did you just fuck this guy?

“hey,” you mumble, your voice comes off as a feeble sound, your throat was too strained due to the screaming, “I am on birth control so don't worry”

Suna turns to look directly into your eyes, his lips are twisted upwards, a mischievous one “that didn't bother me, you knocked up and swollen cause of me? Hot”

You almost choke yourself at his remark, and you wonder if the red bruises on your skin he left was more pigmented than your cheeks.

“one more round?”

“YOU DID WHAT?” the professor sighs once again, is yelling in his class a daily occurrence now? Atleast nobody cursed this time, he looks at the back of the glass from where the sound came and, ah yes it's the oh so familiar blond head and along with the girl who curses, again.

he takes his glasses off. “out now”

Yuuji terushima is still in shock, no he saw a mere inch of that hickey and wondered for a whole minute, did a whole fucking octopus attacked you with his suckling tentacles.

“y/n you can't walk properly, you are stumbling”

“I know” you whisper loudly, trying to keep your pace up to walk like a normal human being, the cramps in your thighs are still there. It's like you a bulldozer was drilled inside you.

But you would pay anything, anything to feel the ecstasy of his tongue rubbing softly against you. Anything to be held by his gruff hands, anything to feel him inside you.

and anything to feel the smell of his summer like hair, minty cologne he uses which was mixed a bit with the scent of cigar.

“I need details, babe” terushima yuuji stops you, clicking his tongue, a isolated place to talk about your sex life. It may sound creepy but he is your bestfriend he deserves to know. “hush, not now bitch” you roll your eyes, like what if someone hears about how suna plunged his fingers inside you, no no not safe.

“fine, then I won't tell you about atsumu's new girl” he has a smug smile, but you roll your eyes, placing your hands over your chest. “as if I care”

“oh, you will” he sounds so assure, quickly fumbling to take his phone out, he unlocks it, opening up his instagram. “its suna's ex” huh.

“knew tsumu was a scumbag, how could he fuck his bestfriend's ex” you spat out, taking the phone from his hand, you don't really care about which suna's ex this was, non insignificant. but she looks pretty.

“says the one who fucked their ex's bestfriend, and suna also did the same you know” you scoff, mumbling to reason how you were the hot ex of miya and suna was the hot bestfriend— its different with hot people apparently.

“we are not talking about this again, we are adults we can fuck whoever you want”

“but you said he was a scumbag first for doing that”

“you are supposed take my side”

“suna, tsumu went out with that half korean girl last saturday” Osamu, puts the drink for his friend on the kitchen counter, its his brother he is bitching about he knows, he is a douchebag he will agree.

but he doesn't want that bastard to have a black eye so if that means he has to apologize for him, he will do it.

“oh yeah?” suna puts his phone on the desk, eyes still lingering on the typing sign on his screen, he is least bothered, he is chewing his lips in anctipation for your message to pop up.

“can't believe he is going for your ex” Osamu sighs, waiting for a reaction but he notices as his lips are turned a bit upwards when the ding of notification pops on his screen.

“that doesn't bother you?” suna finally looks up after typing out something, nonchalant expression as he slips his phone into his jacket.

“can't really blame him while I am making his ex's heartbeat faster too” that leaves osamu dumbfounded, which ex— atsumu had tons of flings and relationship so if suna was going out one his girlfriend it wouldn't bother him. right?

“which one?” he raises his eyebrow taking a chuck of his drink, the cold liquid leaves a burn in his throat.

“y/n” Osamu chokes, spits the drink almost out, Oh that will bother atsumu miya real well.

“for real?” he stares at suna, slurring between his word, a simple nod confirms the deal, suna isn't one to joke around with stuff like this.

“never knew you were the gentleman cheesy type, making her heartbeat faster and stuff” he scoffs, sipping his drink once again.

“oh” suna pauses, a smirk tugging on his lips, as his tongue pokes the inside of his check. “the other heartbeat, down south”

que to osamu choking again

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“that escalated quickly”

Suna x fem!reader

Synopsis : you ask your childhood friend to show his pp due to a certain encounter

Note : AHHH SIR SUNA DRIVES ME INSANE HONESTLY, READ THE OTHER PARTS FOR BETTER UNDERSTANDING, mdni

⩩ part : 1, ⩩ part : 2, current, part : 4

“FUCK FUCK” you stutter aloud in class, you turn to your bestfriend to tell him the code red news but the widen gaze of his makes your excitement to come in a halt.

with a awkward realization developing in the back of your mind, you look around yourself, as expected several eyes looking back at you and a piercing gaze just from the front of the class. shit, you just didn't do that.

“miss l/n, out of my class now” with a sharp tone and dagger like gaze thrown at your way, you feel the shudder in your spine.

“gladly” mumbling to yourself, you scramble your things with shaky hands. the shock that you got from a certain ex inarizaki bastard is making your knees wobble.

Taking a note of your, what to say trembling and flushed state, any other bestfriend would have told you need to go to the nurse immediately or to take some rest. but,

Yuuji terushima, knows better than that. years of experience gets him to the conclusion that you must have seen something which had either made you excited or disgusted. A porn maybe, a dirty text or is it a nude?

He helps himself to pack his things too, lazily standing up to follow you and listen to your code red. the professor gives him a raised eyebrow, followed with a questionable look. “where do you think you are going?”

“will accompany y/n, she doesn't look so good” the professor takes a quicky glance again at your way, yeah you do look kind of freaked out, he just nods at terushima's way and you feel relieved that you can fuss about the whole thing to him.

You remember the first time he tired to kabedon you once you entered college but missed miserably, embarrassing indeed but that was the beginning of your crack friendship, he is a great friend, a perfect listener, one who can always cheer you up and a spontaneous ride.

He can be a bit much sometimes, but trusting him was so easy after you overcame his advances, even if he is know for being the infamous playboy, he behaves like a kid with his friends around.

Stepping faster to a isolated place in the hallway, you gasp loudly turning to him, grasping yuuji by his jacket you practically shove your damn phone onto his face.

“calm down—woah, WOAH” he was expecting something nasty surely, but not from the guy who was ghosting you, and damn, those fine abs and large hands which were wrapped so well around his it— with that angle. Suna definitely was a photography major.

and he finally gets it why you have been wanting to fuck suna rintarou, he also gets why some of the boys call suna, horse cock. Questioning his sexuality somewhat, he makes a mental note to ask the both of you for a threesome.

“I know” you rasp loudly, nodding your head furiously when he returns the pleased expression, like he approves of your choice.

But you were still mad at suna. He took every chance to cut you off and you thought your horny senses really got you to break off your friendship but you wish he could just talk it out with you.

But this. THIS? It's fucking ten am in the morning, and he had the audacity to send you a nude during the class which he purposely ditched?

“what should I do?” you pull at yuji's sleeves with a loud sigh, and nag in your tone. Just like a little kid who is confused to choose which flavor of ice cream they want, for them it's a crisis at their age and for you it's a crisis for your age.

“fuck him? Didn't you want to do that all along” he removes your hands from his sleeve, yeah you aren't not wrinkling his branded shirt, smacking you softly on your head, you wince like you just have been shot with a bullet. People who walk by will probably think it's a dramatic commotion, because it is.

“HE GHOSTED ME”

“and you are desperate”

What happened to your bestfriend who supported you? He shouldn't point your horniness out, because you will return the favor and he wouldn't survive a day.

“it's not like he wasn't into you as— oh, OH” he yanks you behind the nearest pillar, looming to glance behind you, hands gripped on your forearm, he peeks leaning sideways while trying to not get noticed.

“wait what happened” you furrow your eyebrows, curious to know what you both are hiding from? His another one night stand or his two weeks girlfriend? you try to look back but he doesn't let you move.

“blond bastard on our radar” he mumbles

“you mean yourself?”

He rolls his eyes, “no, miya” followed with a fake sweet smile. You furrow your brows, it's not like he will be able to do something if he sees you so what's the fuss?

Terushima looks back at your face, a total confusion plastered, he sighs “with the bestfriend you are trying to fuck” oh. You will have to thank him for that one.

you flinch, kneeling down a little, like that's gonna hide you. you whisper to yuuji to stand infront of you and guard you until they pass by but before you could finish your sentence, you already hear the hoarse voice which rejected you that night.

“y/n, hey, do you mind if we talk back at our place”

You really ponder over how coming all the way to his dorm was actually not a good option at all from the very start, you skipped your class for him right after he offered that can both of you talk, alone at his place?

Damn, where did your pride go— you really were just going on with hormones that affected your sense of right and wrong.

With how small the place was, it was suffocating, the aircon is on but all you can feel is heat radiating off you and your surroundings.

Especially off the guy who was just five feet away from you, the way his hand was fiddling with his watch so he could take it off, the same pretty hands which were probably wrapped around something that you desperatly wanted to see again.

“y/n, take a seat instead of standing awkwardly” you stiffly look at his face again, a raised eyebrow and a plain expression he usually wear to cover his emotions but you wonder if he feels nervous and anxious as you.

You slowly moved to turn his chair around, shifting it away afrom his desk but you are stopped with a soft little, 'huh' ringing in your ears.

Snapping your head back, you see suna sitting on his bed, hands supporting his weight from behind while his face titled with narrowed eyes, eyes that shimmers with confusion that said, why weren't you sitting on his bed ?

“cmon' sit”

“on your lap?” you try to crack a joke to lighten the mood, followed with laughs. Only from you that is, awkwardly stopping, you tighten your lips into a thin line, you feel you can successfully die now.

“sure, I'm more comfortable than that chair atleast” you choke, that totally catched you off guard, widen eyes and words fumbling out your lips that you don't even comprehend.

He looks so sexy, slanted eyes which observes your every move, sweatpants which makes everything so prominent yet not enough that you want him to take it off, you want to slip it off yourself.

Suna laughs as you blush furiously, you are red to the tip of your ear, he feels bad, he didn't even tease you yet, why did he even call you over to his room, not like he had anything he particularly wanted to be done or can be done in his dorm only.

“y/n, don't need to get so flustered I was just kidding—”

“but I wasn't” you clench the strap of bag in your hands, moving on your feet before you can even come back to your sentence.

You were always called blunt, naive with the things and abrupt decisions you made, you and him, both knows making a risky step is no good for you, yet you are tempted by your so called desire you can't seem to control. No,

You don't want to control.

So before you even gave the consequences of your action a thought, your hands were already on his shoulder, your leg pressed on the mattress that you placed between his thighs, eyes lost into each other's, you felt his hot breath on your neck.

“can I see your dick please”

This time, you weren't sick or high enough to blame your stubborness or call it craziness on something— with a straight mind you dug your own grave and,

This time, suna won't take any responsibility, he decided he won't also think about the risk, not on the red mark left on you due to the way he gripped your waist when he flipped you over his soft mattress.

“go ahead and have me”

A green light

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