#haikyuu kinktober
kinktober day 12: saeko tanaka + shower sex
cw. nsfw, mdni, f!reader, shower sex, fingering, it ain’t much but it’s honest work
wc.600
a/n. girl content for all my gays mwah <3
“please, come with me” she said, her hand extended to you while she carried a towel in her other arm.
“i don’t think you need me to take a shower” you say, your words contrary to your actions as you hold her hand. she smiles to herself, knowing as much as you protest, you would always bend to her will if she asked nicely.
“god, you’re beautiful,” she whispered between the kiss, her lips parted while she pushed her tongue against yours. you smile into the kiss, knowing this was her intention all this time, yet you still took your clothes off and came into the shower with her. the warm water falls on your back soothingly, while her lips move in sync with yours.
“do you wanna… y’know” she says sheepishly, and you laugh at her. she always made big talk about the things she wanted to do to you, but when it came to the moment, she would wait for your approval for everything. you kiss her one more time, pecking her lips.
“mmh, yes” you say with a smile, feeling her hands on the small of your back. she holds one of your legs up, hooked on her hips with her hand on the back of your thigh, while her other hand plays with your tits. she thumbs your nipple and kisses down your neck, stopping every once in a while to make sure you’re feeling good.
“fuck,” she says, her hand cupping your chest. “i love you so much,” she sighs into your lips, her tongue brushing over your bottom lip. water runs down her hair and drips on your face, along with the pleasurable feeling of her hand going lower and lower down your body, building up your need for her.
“don’t tease” you say, one of your hands gripping her short hair and lightly pulling on the strands. she simply laughs at your eagerness and runs her fingers down your slit.
“is this what you wanted?” she asks.
“you know what i want” you say breathlessly, between the hand on the back of your thigh squeezing around the fat, and her other fingers toying with your sensitive clit, you were already bucking your hips into her touch.
“are you sure?” she asks, her fingers coming dangerously close to slipping into you. you nod your head eagerly, a soft moan escaping your lips. “uh-uh, use your words, pretty girl, c’mon, i wanna hear you” she says.
“please, i want you,” you say, “want you to make me feel good, just like you always do”. you wrap your arms around her neck and pull her into another kiss that drinks in your moans when she slips one of her fingers in, and thrusts it one, two, three times before adding another one.
she doesn’t stop, she knows just what to do to have you a writhing mess in a few seconds, curling her digits at the right places and pressing her fingertips against all your sensitive spots.
“s-saeko” you whine as she bites onto your bottom lip, almost hard enough to draw blood from it.
“shh, you’re doing so good for me baby, you’re gonna cum already?” she asks, the grip she had on your leg growing stronger, strong enough to leave bruises that she would apologize for later.
you shake your head at her question, too ashamed to admit that you were on the verge of an orgasm so quickly.
“no?” she says, faux worry in her tone. she presses her fingers up against your g-spot, abusing the same spot over and over. “how ‘bout now?” she asks, a smirk on her face as she watches your eyes swell with tears. too much stimulation at the same time, her fingers thrusting into you fast enough to make you see start, and her thumb rubbing on your clit.
you’re suddenly cumming, your cunt spasming around her fingers and drooling around them.
“you’re so pretty like this” she says, leaving a sweet kiss on your forehead. “all fucked out, just for me”
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day 11: hanamaki takahiro + handjob + edging
cw.nsfw, mdni, handjob, lowkey sub makki? edging, hand holding while cumming [<333] lots of begging and teasing
wc.500
a/n.makki is like… very ooc in this but,, yeah
“just like that baby, just like that” he groans, his hand lacing into your hair as you fist his cock, feeling him twitch in your hand.
he looks so close to the edge, such a shame he’ll have to hold it in again.
“fuck, fuck please, wanna cum for you, please” he says, bucking his hips into your touch. his whines were getting louder, telling you it was time to pull away from him. you release your hand and watch him crumble, begging you to touch him again, blindly searching for your hand because he doesn’t want to open his eyes, he doesn’t want to ruin the feeling of being so close, and he doesn’t want to accept that it’s been taken away from himagain.
“please,please” he cries, tugging your hand on his cock, but when you pull away, he uses his own hand to fist his cock.
you slap his hand away, “i told you not to touch” you said, reminding him of the rules you established in the beginning.
“i can’t, please,” he begs again. “please, i wanna cum”
“not until i say so, ok?” you say, wrapping your hand around him and stroking him, building up the orgasm he’s longing for.
“more,” he groans. “want more”
“you want me to go faster?” you tease, knowing that’s exactly what he wants, what he needs to get that sweet release he’s been craving so badly since you walked into his apartment. you give him a taste, pumping your fist faster, his precum smearing down to the base of his cock with your movements, only to resume your slow pace and leave him with a bittersweet feeling of yearning for more.
“fuck yes please” he says, his eyes clenched shut and his head thrown back. you go faster, complying to his pleading for once, you figured it had been enough torture for him already. he mutters little curses and praises every few seconds, his tone whiny when he tells you what he wants again. “please let me cum, i-i’ll be good, i just wanna cum for you, please”
you hum in response, not giving him a coherent answer, knowing it would make him even more frustrated.
“beg for me, one more time, and i’ll let you cum” you tell him.
“please, i’m so pent up, j-just wanna cum… wanna be good for you, please let me cum” he sighs, his hand on your head again. who could deny someone begging so well. he reaches out his hand and fumbles with your fingers, trying to lace them with his own.
“aww, you wanna hold my hand when you cum?” you ask, already knowing the answer to the question from countless nights when he’s done the same thing
“mm,” you say with a chuckle. “cum for me” you whisper, barely loud enough for him to hear, but even the implication makes him buck his hips into your hand and curse under his breath. his cum shoots in spurts, staining your- his shirt, and he breathlessly moans your name, sighing when he comes down from his high.
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kinktober day 10: kageyama tobio + roleplay
cw. nsfw, mdni, roleplay [doctor kageyama + patient reader], dub-con, toys [vibrator], fingering, pussy slaps
wc.700
a/n.doctor kageyama pussy slaps omfg
“do you want me to take a closer look?” he asks, scribbling a few last things on the small notebook. you nod hesitantly.
going to the doctor was never your favorite activity, but given your recent problem it was necessary. lucky for you, the doctor seems more than happy to fix you up.
“alright, just lay back, and open your legs so i can take a look” he says. you do as told, laying down on the cold parchment paper covered bed, and spreading your legs, your tiny skirt riding up your thighs.
“spread them” he says. god, you know he’s just being professional, but the way those words rolled out of his mouth sounded so sinful. “wider” he puts his hands on your thigh, prompting you to do as he says. it’s a little weird for him to touch you like this, but you brush it off as something he does with all his patients.
little did he know, you’re getting special treatment for wearing that tiny skirt, a dainty girl like you should know better than to wear something like that to a doctors office.
“let me take a look” you unintentionally hold in your breath, his hands roaming from your legs to your inner thigh. you remind yourself it’s all in the most professional manner, but something about his fingers fingering in the same place for so long makes you think there’s something else behind his touches.
“hm” it’s a simple reply before he shies away from you and rummages through something in his drawers. he pulls out a pink toy. a sex toy.
it’s not what he normally uses with his patients, but he’s willing to make an exception for such a pretty little thing like you.
he looks back over to you, lying helplessly on the bed. thoughts of everything he could do with such a pretty girl laying on the bed of his office, but he’d have to wait a little longer. he notices the blush that spreads on your cheeks when he reveals the toy.
“aww, don’t be embarrassed, i’m a professional, you don’t have to worry about…” there’s a slight pause he uses to take in a breath. “the things i’m going to do to you” he says with a sigh.
next thing you know, your fingers are clenching down around the parchment paper, almost tearing through it. his hand is pressing the toy on your clit, the vibrations making you squirm in your seat.
as much as he assured you that he was a professional, he couldn’t deny the hand on your chest had nothing to do with the procedure, he shouldn’t be rubbing his fingers along your perked up nipple, but who were you to stop him when it only drove you closer to the edge.
“you know, it doesn’t seem like you have any problems with your libido” he says, reminding you of why you came to his office in the first place. he’s right, all of your problems seemingly went away as soon as he stepped into the room.
a loud slap snaps you out of your thoughts, his gloved hand coming down hard on your cunt. “o-ow!” you cry, bucking your hips into his touch.
“did that hurt? i’m so sorry” he says, but from the smirk on his face, you can tell he’s far from apologetic. “are you close, princess?”
“mhmm” you whine, trying your best to hold back from him. one of his fingers slips into you, the wetness between your thighs making it easy and putting you to shame. between the stimulation to your swollen clit, and his finger curling upwards and finding your sweet spot, you’re convulsing and clenching around his digits in just a few seconds.
“good, good” he says, soothingly running his hand over your arm. “good girl” he coos. he pulls away from you, walking over to his desk and cleaning the toy, putting it back into the drawer. he takes your panties, still bunched up on the corner of the bed, and tucks them in the pocket of his coat.
“doctor” you call him, and god the way the title slips out of your lips is enough to make his cock twitch, already hard from seeing you cream around his fingers. “it still hurts” you pout, playing with the hem of your skirt while you sit on the edge of the bed. you spread your legs invitingly, “i think i need you to take another look” you say, eyeing the bulge in his pants.
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kinktober day 9: iwaizumi hajime + somnophilia
cw. nsfw, mdni, [consented] somnophilia, vaginal penetration, mentions of masturbation, praise, slight overstimulation [blink and you’ll miss it]
wc.600
it’s not most mornings when iwaizumi gets to wake up so peacefully. normally he’s waking up at the crack of dawn to the sound of his loud alarm, rummaging to turn it off before it wakes you. and every one of those days he wishes he could stay a little longer, that he could wrap his arms around your waist to see you wake up when the sun hits your eyes through the window.
thank god it’s his day off, he couldn’t handle another day touching himself in the shower to the thought of your sleeping form.
“h-hajime” you stutter. he grins, even in your sleep you’re thinking about him, whispering his name in such a sultry tone, could it have to do with the fact that he was rubbing the head of his cock along your folds?
“shh, you’re doing so good” he whispers, lazily stroking his cock alongs your cunt, and slowly slipping in. you’re still sore from last night, but he’s sure you’ll enjoy waking up to him filling you up to the brim with his cock, he can tell by the way a small gasp slips from your lips.
he cursed to himself, frustrated at himself for not being able to hold back. it’s your damn face, that blissful expression you have, your parted lips and the slight blush on your face, it drives him crazy. the grip on your waist tightens up, his fingers digging into the skin while he pulls out and slips back into you.
he does his best not to wake you yet, he’d much rather you wake up with his cum dripping down your thighs, but a few thrusts and your eyes are fluttering open, along with your whines and cries.
“ah- hajime! hajime, f-fuck!” you curse, desperately pawing at the sheets, looking for relief while you buck your hips back to meet his pace. his hand slips down your stomach, spreading your lips and gently rubbing your clit.
when you gave him full permission to do whatever he pleased with you while you were sleeping, you caught him by surprise. it’s not to say he didn’t enjoy the idea of having his way with you while you slept, but he always thought of you as such a dainty little thing. that’s why, even now as he takes you when you’re most vulnerable, he’s still gentle with you, his thrusts hard but slow at the same time, gently building up your orgasm.
“god, you look so beautiful like this, my pretty girl” he groans, leaving love bites along the skin of the back of your neck. his praise makes you clench around him, making it hard for him to keep bucking his hips into you, but making it more rewarding for him, knowing he was making his pretty girl feel thisgood.
“f-fuck iwa, ‘m gonna cum, please don’t stop, p-please” you whine, tears rolling down your cheeks. his fingers skillfully speed up, knowing just what he had to do to push you over the edge and give you your well deserved orgasm.
you cum around him, your whole body shaking and trembling under his touch, and god with the way you kept chanting his name over and over like a prayer, he followed shortly after, spilling his cum into you.
his thrusts were sloppy from his orgasm, but he didn’t feel like stopping until you tapped your hand on his shoulder, wordlessly telling him it was too much. he sighed in relief, happy to finally fulfill the fantasy that had been haunting his head for the past few days.
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kinktober day 8: konoha akinori + phone sex
cw.nsfw, mdni, phone sex, [guided] masturbation, edging, slight degradation
wc.700
+ @hqintheclub
it’s been such a long day, konoha can only wish to go home to you. he sulks, knowing he couldn’t do that for the next four weeks if he wanted to finish his classes, but the need to be engulfed between your arms in a hug still remains.
he’s been missing you more than usual these days, he craves your touch more than anything right now. as he closes the door to his dorm, he notices a missed call from you, only a few minutes ago, and decides to return the call.
he sits on his bed, expecting the same usual cheery tone that always greeted him with a sweet hi, baby!, not desperate panting and begging on the other end of the line.
“c’mon baby, you can do it” he sighs, his palm running over the forming bulge in his pants.
“i can’t, i n-need you, please!” you whine into the phone, tears running down your face with your hands in your panties. after more than half an hour trying to get off on your own, you thought maybe his voice would’ve helped, but it didn’t. it only made it worse, it only made your body yearn for him even more.
he doesn’t like hearing you cry like this, but he can’t deny the thought of you being so conditioned to him and his touch makes him even harder. he won’t show it, but he loves hearing your little sobs on the phone, and he can only imagine your face when you realize that any hope you had of cumming is slowly slipping out of your grasp, realizing he’s the only one who holds the power to do so.
“you don’t need me, princess, you just need your fingers” he says, releasing his cock from the confinements of his pants and slowly stroking it.
“‘s not enough!” you cry. “please, please aki- please t-tell me what to do” there’s a small pause of silence on the other end before he decides what to do, he wants to build up tension before he starts talking, he knows you won’t last long.
“touch your clit for me” he orders, and you take out your fingers to rub your clit, quick circles around the needy bud. “slowly,” he says at the sound of your labored breathing. “that’s it”
“f-fuck…” you moan under your breath. it still didn’t feel enough, but he must know what he’s doing, it’s what he always does, building up the feeling of your orgasm, as slowly as possible, before letting you fall off the edge.
“keep going, baby” he groans, listening for more of your moans, anything to satisfy him, but he doesn’t hear anything for a while. “your better not be holding back your fucking moans” he says, the sweet tone he used to order you around gone and replaced with one that makes you clench your thighs around your hand. it’s like he saw you, biting your lip in frustration to hold back your whines and cries.
“c’mon pretty, put a finger in” you do as told, slipping in one, two fingers when he told you to, feeling close to the edge in just a matter of minutes. it can’t compare to the feeling of his long fingers, but it’s enough to get you off while he’s away.
“you’re close? you wanna cum, i can hear you moaning like a bitch in heat, bet you’re bucking your hips in the air, you’re so needy” every word that fell from his lips drove you even closer to your orgasm. he groaned into the phone, recalling how you would tighten around him when he groaned into your ear while he had you pressed into the mattress and fucked you with no end in sight.
“fuck- ‘m gonna cum” you cry, and you hear a slight chuckle on the other end.
“hm, no… hands off, princess” he says with a smirk.
“w-wh- no, please! please don’t-” you moan, sobbing into the pillow, desperately bucking your hips.
“i said hands off” he repeats. you take your fingers out of your cunt and wait for his next orders, you can practically see the wide smirk on his face, knowing he’d trained the perfect girl who obeyed him even if he was miles away.
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kinktober day 7: futakuchi kenji + hickies
cw.nsfw, mdni, kinda mean kenji [ofc], hickies, not really smut just suggestive content
wc.700
a/n. kinda wish this would be longer, and maybe i’ll make a part two to it later but i just want to keep all of these kinktober drabbles short
try as you might to get his attention, he can’t be bothered to tear his eyes away from his notebook. he’s never been so focused on his studies, and the thought of him doing it on purpose couldn’t be possible, right?
“kenji” you whine from your place in his bed. his back is turned to you, he doesn’t even flinch when you call out his name. “kenji” you repeat, but still no answer.
you get up and walk over to his chair, standing next to him. sure, it’s a good thing he’s studying, but not when he hasn’t given you a second of attention since a few hours ago, did he invite you over just to be some background noise?
“leave that, you’ve studied enough, come to bed” you say, soothingly rubbing the palm of your head on his shoulders. he spares you a glance, finally something after all this time, but turns right back to the page he’d been staring at.
you slide your way between the chair and the desk, sitting on his lap and burying your face into his neck. one of his hands wraps around your waist and holds you flushed against his chest, it rises and falls with every breath that falls from his lips. you look up to see him still reading, typing into his computer with no care for you, literally sitting on him. normally, he would’ve already said something, he would’ve already stopped reading and studying because he knows how bad you get when he doesn’t give you any attention.
“kenji c’mon” as much as you beg and nag at him, he still doesn’t answer, and you’re on the brink of giving up before an idea pops into your head. you slowly kiss his cheek, and it seems to spread a light blush over his cheeks, but still nothing to say to you.
then you take it a step further, leaving open mouthed kisses on his cheek, down his neck to his collarbone. you look up to see him staring at you, one of his stern looks that tell you everything you need to know, that you should stop and let him go on with his work. sadly, you couldn’t take a hint, and kept kissing his neck, almost reaching the collar of his shirt, and going back up again until you reached his lips.
just before placing a kiss on his lips, you chuckle and avoid them, knowing he must be cursing at you in his head, just thinking of the things he might do to you makes you anxious and desperate for more. you grind down on him excitedly, feeling the bulge in his pants grow with every roll of your hips. you start sucking on the skin of his neck, nipping and watching his eyes widen at your actions. he ignores you one last time, the last effort to see how far you could go. he underestimated you if he thought you were going to stop now, because you keep sucking on the same spot, going back to it even after seeing it glow red under your lips.
you go to suck on another spot of his skin, but this time he tears his hands away from the keyboard and wraps his fingers around your neck, taking you by surprise and making you gasp.
“you know i was ignoring you to see what you’d do, and this is what i get?” he says, turning his head to the side to give you a better view of the hickie. the daring glint of attitude that shined in your eyes is replaced with one of fear, scared of what he might do to you. you knew he was going to do this, you knew he was probably ignoring you to get under your skin, and you still played along, so why were you so scared.
it’s the thrill of it all, the not knowing what he’s going to do next that makes your panties wet underneath his growing bulge.
“now you’re scared? what happened to all that attitude, huh?” he says, as if reading your mind. “looks like i’m gonna have to fuck it out of you” he says.
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kinktober day 6: kenma + age gap + degradation
cw.nsfw, mdni, age gap [kenma is 40 and you’re in your twenties], sugar daddy kenma , vaginal penetration, oral [giving], degradation
wc.600
a/n:dear god sugar daddy kenma horny cock now cock now
+ @hqintheclub
“from now on, you use my money” he says, handing you a stack of twenty dollar bills. there’s probably more than 2,000 thousand dollars in it. the same he gave you yesterday.
“it’s ok, i can use my own-”
“but you won’t” first he sounded kind, inviting, but now he just sounds plain controlling.
“why would you refuse my money, baby?” he asks, his hands lacing in your hair and pushing your head to take more of him, despite already feeling him in the back of your throat. you think he’s talking to himself before he pulls your hair and makes you face him, tears pricking the corners of your eyes and drool running down your chin.
“hm?” he hums, watching your tear-ridden face.
“i’m sorry, i just think i’”
“no, you don’t think,” he says cruelly, “or at least you don’t think with your head” he taps your forehead to further demonstrate what he’s trying to say. “you think with this cunt down here” he pushes the leather of his shoe against your clothed cunt, enough to make your thighs, clench against each other. “you can only think about this, sex, pleasuring me” his fingers run through your hair, knowing how much you like it when he pulls on your hair. “pleasuring yourself”
“you spend my money, you don’t have to think about it, ok?” his fingers linger on your chin. you nod your head and grip his thighs again, lowering your head and taking him in your mouth, swirling your tongue around the head of his cock.
“understood?” you hum around him, the sweet feeling of your voice sending vibrations. “come up here” he says.
you stand up and sit on his lap, rolling your hips against him in hopes he’ll forgive you. he knows you mean well, but he still feels the need to punish you when you don’t let him spoil you like you deserve to be. It’s the whole point of this relationship, isn’t it?
“i want you to ride me, get off on my cock, pretty” he says, his hands grinding your hips against him. you blush at his words, but still stroke him a few times before pressing it into your entrance and slowly sinking down, hitting the deepest parts inside of you and making you hide your face in the crook of your neck.
you start bouncing on him, just fast enough to prompt a few moans from your lips and make you hide your face into the crook of his neck.
“c’mon, you can do better than that” he says, moving your hips faster, sinking you down harder on his cock until he makes you see stars with every thrust. he doesn’t pay any mind to how you scream in pleasure, he hits spots inside you that you could never reach with your fingers, only he can satisfy you like this.
you try to match his pace, but every time you come close to the speed of his hands on your waist, it seems like he goes faster, harder, enough to make you shed a few tears into the collar of his shirt.
“you’re such a messy baby,” he mutters, slightly bucking his hips into you. “you’re my messy girl, aren’t you?” you nod into his neck.
“c’mon, i’m doing all the work baby, i told you to ride me,” he groans, watching you struggle through the shakiness of your legs to bounce on him, while he takes one of his hands and uses it to rub small circles into your clit. the combined stimulation makes you sob, soft moans and desperate whines rolling off your tongue, and its music to kenma’s ear.
“that’s it doll, just like that, get off on my cock, tell me what you want”
“want you sir, j-just want you” you moan into his ear, your hands clutching onto his shoulders despite your trembling fingers. you’re having such a hard time doing what he asks, keeping yourself from collapsing on his chest and begging him to hold you again is harder than you thought.
“not that, pretty baby, what you really want” he whispers. he wants to drive out anything you might want in the heat of the moment, whether it be him or a shiny new necklace, he knows you wouldn’t tell him under any other circumstances, that’s why he has to fuck it out of you.
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kinktober day 5: osamu + dumbification + voyeurism
cw.nsfw, mdni, vaginal penetration, public sex? [samu fucks you in his empty shop], spanking, humiliation, voyeurism, slight dumbification, tsumu walks in on you at the end
wc.600
a/n. pls forgive me for not posting, i’ve had a lot of things going on but i’m gonna try and finish this kinktober even if it’s late
“you’re just a little whore, aren’t you?” he says, when the customer finally leaves through the door. you curse under your breath, regretful of what you did earlier today to merit the punishment he was sure to give you now that you were free.
his hands fell heavy on your waist, and his breath shuddered next to your shoulder. you try to ignore him, you look out the window to distract yourself, not too many cars passing by the street in front of you.
“i’m talking to you” he says, grabbing your cheeks between his thumb and his pointer finger and turning your head towards him, squishing your face in the process. “don’t ignore me”
“i’m not” you reply with difficulty, it’s hard to talk when he holds your head like this.
“you’re not?” he parrots with a chuckle, “then bend over”
it’s embarrassing how quickly you bend over on the table in front of you and flip up the skirt you’d been wearing to tease him. his fingers are driven to your slit, it’s almost automatic from how many times he’s done the same thing.
“you’re not even wearing any panties, aren’t you ashamed of yourself?” he asks, his fingers dipping into your needy hole. your walls flutter around his digits at his words, and your hands grab onto the edge of the small round table.
“you’re not supposed to enjoy your punishment” he says, and you feel his fingers slip out and his belt buckle come undone.
try as you might to turn your head and see him, he pushes your head against the cold wood of the table, and leaves you breathless when he does so little as rub the tip against you. your back arches and your hips buck under his touch.
aren’t you ashamed of yourself? his question lingers in your head. in other circumstances, yes. you would be ashamed, your cheeks would be burning red with guilt and embarrassment, but not right now, when all you can think about is the anticipation of him pushing into you.
you both gasp when he slips in, even if he doesn’t want to give you the satisfaction of his sounds right now, you know he can’t hold back when he’s finally inside you. he lands a few spanks on your ass and presses his chest to your back, whispering in your ear.
“you know, anyone could come in through the door right now,” he says, almost proud of himself for making you kick and squeal at his words. “and they’d see you, creaming around my dick like a fucking bitch in heat”
your walls flutter around him unintentionally. the thought of someone walking in and seeing you like this, bent over and completely submitted to your boyfriend, it makes you clench your walls around him and moan in pleasure. sure, it would be embarrassing to be found like this, but the thrill makes you so sensitive, just a few more thrusts and you’re cumming around his cock, crying from overstimulation since he is still chasing his high.
“you like that? hm? would you like someone to walk in and see you? see how dumb you are for my cock, huh?” he sighs, sloppily thrusting into you, fucking his cum into you, his hands trembling as they hold your waist. for a moment, everything is blissful, but then the little bell above the door rings, indicating someone walked in.
“aww, don’t tell me you started without me” atsumu pouts.
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kinktober day 4: bokuto kotaro + aphrodisiacs
cw.nsfw, mdni, f!reader, aphrodisiacs, vaginal penetration, creampie
wc.500
you didn’t think it would work. well, you’ve seen it work for other girls and their boyfriends, but it was the internet, a lot of things are fake.
still, you sprayed the perfume on your neck, just for fun.
“oh, oh baby” he mumbled, rutting his hips into you with more brute force, holding your hips flushed against him, the kisses getting sloppier and sloppier every time his lips met your neck.
“ko, slow down baby- hahh!” your pleads fall on deaf ears, you can only scratch at his back while he keeps the abuse to your walls, whispering sweet nothings in your ear and hoping you’ll put up with him a little longer. “‘m not going anywhere”
he knows you must be tired, already going for a fourth round with barely any time to breath in between. every time he filled you up with his cum, and you laid in bed thinking it was finally over, the bed would suddenly shift and tower over you. you would look into his sweet eyes as he wordlessly begged you for what he needed.
so it does work.
bokuto was never one to be satisfied after one round only, but he wasn’t one to be so addicted that he had to go round after round inside of you either. his hands roam your body, searching for a place to settle themselves, but he can’t seem to find the right place.
“fuck baby, you’re gonna make me cum again” he groans, tears gathering on the corners of his eyes, he’s so desperate to get that release, even if he’s already reached it countless times.
tonight feels different, he doesn’t know what it is about you, but he feels as if he needs to praise every inch of your body. he feels like he’s getting drunk in your pussy, and as much as he wants to stop and take a break, he can’t help himself from going back to you after a few seconds.
you curse under breath, you should be tired, you should be begging him to stop because it’s too much. a part of your body tells you you’ve already had too much and you’re past your limit, but it’s hard to listen when you feel so good, when every drag of his cock against that spongy spot inside you tells you to keep going.
his hands press against the headboard, the newly found position giving him a much better view of your fucked out body. god he loves seeing how ruined you are, how you drool and pant like a dog for him, watching how sensitive you become when his hips roll against yours.
“one more, pretty, one more and we’re done” he says, even though he doesn’t believe it himself. your legs start trembling, kicking and convulsing around his waist, pulling his hips closer to yours as your fist the sheets beneath you. his gaze almost makes you feel embarrassed, if weren’t for the feeling of your orgasm taking over your body.
it doesn’t take long before he joins you in ecstasy, groaning in relief when he finally gets to cum inside, as if he hasn’t been doing that for the past hours.
he sighs when he comes down from his high, and slips out to lay over on the bed next to you. it’s hard to stay down, because whenever he tries to cuddle closer to you, he gets a whiff of the perfume, and it riles him up all over again.
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kinktober day 3: kyoutani kentaro + incest/step-cest
cw. nsfw, mdni, f!reader, step-cest [step brother kyoutani], masturbation, fingering, vaginal penetration, degradation
wc.600
maybe it was bad to think about him this way, but before you could stop and think about the satirity of it all, your hands are already slipping into your panties. another night, another lewd thought of your step brother.
except this time you’re ignorant to the eyes that peek through the gap in the door.
“you really thought, all these nights, you were being quiet?” no. you thought you were being quiet enough, there’s no denying that soft moans would occasionally slip out of your mouth, but you didn’t think anyone heard.
now, you’re sure anyone could hear you, even through the thick walls of your room. thank god your parents are out for vacation, it would be so shameful to hear how their daughter gets fingered by her step brother.
“fuck, stop” you moan, crying against him as you grab his wrist and try to pull him away from you.
“you don’t like it?” he scoffs and laughs at you. “this hole down here says something else” it’s true, you’re practically dripping like a faucet around his fingers.
“i like it, f-feels so good” you can barely get out the right words when his fingers purposefully press against that special spot inside your walls, just enough to make you stutter and trip over your words. “but… i want m-more- mhhh!”
“more? i’m already fucking you with my fingers, isn’t that enough for you, filthy whore?” he asks in a condescending tone, his warm breath shuddering against your neck, making you tremble in anticipation, because you know despite all the teasing he wants the same thing you do, and won’t take long to fall into his desire.
“you’re so dirty, you’re not even satisfied with my fingers, you want your big brother to fuck you with his cock, make you feel so full, ‘s that what you want?” even if he’s not really your big brother, the title still makes your pussy flutter around his fingers. “you really like that?” it’s almost maddening how he effortlessly leaves you a mess beside him when he pulls out his fingers and uses them to slide down his sweatpants, revealing his hard cock.
“turn around” you quickly do what he said, too excited to tell him otherwise. you’ve already had a small taste of what his fingers can do, it’s only natural you’re eager for him to use his cock. you’re laying on your side, his chest pressed against your back and one of his hands keeping balance with your body while his other hand guides his cock into your cunt.
“you’re so filthy” he says, slowly sinking into you while his fingers tighten around your hips and your needy hole drips down your thighs and onto the sheets beneath you.
“i’m not the only one,” you say, catching him off guard. he wasn’t expecting to hear anything from you when you were panting and drooling into the pillow a second ago. “you’re just as filthy as me, bet you were waiting for them to leave just so you could fuck me”
his nails dig into the skin beneath, so much it almost draws blood, so instead he moves it to the back of your thigh. there, he spreads your legs open, giving him better access to start moving into you. his other hand slips around your throat and chokes you, making it so hard to breath when you most needed to.
“what about you?” he asks, his thrusts knock the air out of your lungs, and his hand makes it so hard to get it back. “at least i waited, but you? you didn’t even wait until they were gone, you would touch yourself… while they were sleeping downstairs, and you still have the courage to talk back” you start to regret ever saying anything, you should’ve just kept quiet and maybe he wouldn’t be so hard on you. “don’t worry, i’ll teach you some manners”.
