#hq smut

Pairing: Kuroo x Bokuto’s sister (you)
Characters:Kuroo Tetsurō, Bokuto Kōtarō
Rating:NSFW
Content:facial, manhandling, subspace, marking, overstimulation, praising, slight footjob 

Oh boy here we go, part 3 of my main hoe Kuroo. Please read both Part 1andPart 2 if you haven’t already so you can understand the context x 
Anyways, I hope you guys like the final part! This was a really fun series to write!

We’ve been through this twice already so y’all get the gist. Both Kuroo and Bokuto are in their third years and are 18 :)

Dinner is just as it usually would be. The two boys chatting away about spikes, receives and anything volleyball related. Frankly, you find it quite amazing that Kuroo can act so nonchalant even after joining you in the shower just a few hours ago. His poker face is one you unfortunately can’t return. Your eyes remain studying your plate of food as if you were going to take a test on it. Any point that you glance up, you feel your cheeks burn to a bright red at the mere sight of him. Just sitting with your brother, acting as if he doesn’t have malicious intent for later in the night.  
“Hey, Y/N,” Bokuto hums, snapping you out of your blank stare. “You okay there? You haven’t said anything all night.” His eyes are genuine, the glint of concern adds to the strident gold of his that give off his resemblance to an owl.
You smile warmly at him, Bokuto has always been the one to worry about you. “I’m fine Bo, just thinking.” You comfort him by taking a mouthful of the food you had been pushing around your plate. 
“Whatcha thinking about?” Kuroo asks, resting his chin in his palm. There’s a certain smile on his face that appears innocent enough. But you know better, you know he is far from innocent.
You graze your tongue over your top teeth, cocking your eyebrow up at his question. “Normal girl stuff. School, friendships… boys.” You slightly smirk to yourself, knowing the dominos that you’ve just toppled over.

“BOYS?” Bokuto blurts out, almost choking on his food. “Has someone caught the eye of my precious sister?” He clutches his chest, putting on an over-exaggerated act of some sort of love-struck teenage girl. 
You roll your eyes, taking note of Kuroo’s slight grimace. “I mean there is a guy yeah. But I dunno if I like him. He’s a bit cocky.” You state casually. 
Kuroo scoffs and raises his eyebrows. “Sounds interesting. Tell me,” He leans forward in his seat. Bokuto does the same, leaning forward and awaiting your words. “Does this boy treat you right?” There’s something about his seemingly innocent question that makes you want to mess with him.
“I dunno. Haven’t really noticed much at this point. All I really know is that while he’s good looking, he’s also a bit selfish. Gets what he wants a lot.” You look back over to Kuroo, his eyes have narrowed yet he still holds his cocky smile. He looks as if he wants to leap right across the table and teach you a thing or two about speaking nicely. 
“Gosh how’d you meet this guy? He sounds like an ass.” Bokuto tuts to himself while looking over at Kuroo for his approval. 
Kuroo looks away briefly before returning your gaze. “Yeah, actually, how did you meet this guy?” 
You chuckle quietly and scratch at your eyebrow, unsure what to answer with. It’s not like you can say you met him through Bokuto. “I uh met him through… volleyball! One of your games, Bo. He goes to a different school.” Possibly the dumbest response you could have said purely because of your brothers reaction.
“Another school? Which one? Have I versed him? What position is he? Am i better than him?” His bombardment of questions almost completely overwhelm you as you try to keep up. Kuroo, on the other hand, simply laughs and looks at you for an answer. 
“Geez, Bo! Calm down and just lemme do my thing okay?” You laugh, used to his excited antics. He was just happy that his sister was finally talking about the possibility of someone else making her happy.  
Kuroo wraps his arm around Bokuto and pulls him in. “Yeah, leave your sister alone.” He teases while ruffling his hair.
Bokuto smiles and grabs the empty plates. “I’m cleaning! Get over it Kiddo!” He dashes into the kitchen, barely giving you any time to react. You scoff lightly and roll your eyes.

Kuroo listens out for the sound of running water before turning his gaze to you. “So, this boy is a bit selfish huh?” He asks, raising an eyebrow. 
“Yep. But I never said I wasn’t selfish either.” You lean forward and smile at him while your foot from under the table nudges against his crotch. Kuroo inhales sharply and shoots you a challenging look, almost daring you to keep going and see what happens. You smile innocently and pull out your phone, barely paying any attention to him while you rub him out of view from anyone who could walk into the room. Kuroo shuts his eyes and rests his forehead in the palm of his hand, trying to keep himself composed. It hardly worked, his cheeks were already flushed and his breathing changed as he immediately hardened from your movements. 
Kuroo tilts his head back and clenches his fist, obviously struggling to keep calm. “So fucking mean.” He laughs breathily. His eyes lock back onto yours. There it is again, the gloss of lust that was oh so obvious. 
Even as Bokuto walks back into the room, your foot doesn’t move, in fact, it moves faster. Revenge for what happened in the shower. 

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You glance over at your phone. 1:47am. Bokuto would definitely asleep right now. Your heart almost leaps out of your chest when you hear the door from the end of the hallway opening. Quiet footsteps echo against the wooden floors with each subtle movement, curse the rickety house. The steps stop as soon as they reach just outside your door. You wait.
The handle turns slowly to reveal Kuroo who quickly steps into your room. Shirtless and wearing grey sweatpants. He 100% did that on purpose.
You smile and sit up. “Lost?” You ask, batting your eyelashes innocently. 
Kuroo laughs quietly and sits over at the seat by your desk, intentionally creating distance. “Don’t act so pure as if you weren’t begging me to fuck you in the shower.”

You narrow your eyes and grin while climbing out from under the bed covers. He wasn’t the only one who planned their outfit considering you have nothing on besides a bra and panties. You glide over and straddle his lap, letting your hands run up his bare chest. 
“Is the offer still on the table?” You ask, feeling him harden against your inner thigh. You giggle and run your hand over his crotch through the thin fabric of his pants. “Should I take this as a yes?”
Kuroo inhales sharply. “Well I’m certainly not here to read you a bedtime story.” One of his hands reaches behind and unclasps your bra, throwing it far away. His thumb grazes over one of your nipples. The coldness of his fingertips sends goosebumps over your body. He smirks at the sight of them now perky at the sensation. 
“You’re so quick to call me out for getting hard when you’re already dripping wet.” He titters, slipping his fingers inside your underwear. He wasn’t wrong. You were ready for him hours ago. The mere thought of him sneaking into your room was enough to have you squeezing your thighs together in anticipation. With no warning, he slips two fingers inside. You cut off the sound of your gasp by hiding in his shoulder. 
Kuroo laughs and strokes your hair with his free hand. “Such a pretty girl.” He cooes, strategically pumping his fingers in the way that effortlessly reaches your g-spot. You exhale breathily against him and lean up to his ear.
“You gonna tease me all night? Or are you gonna fuck me?”
Kuroo smirks and kisses your neck. “So demanding. Maybe if you ask nicely… or beg.” He’s such an asshole. A very attractive one but still.

You lean back and look into his eyes, slightly glassy and obviously full of desire. “Please Kuroo,” You tangle one of your hands into his hair and pout, rocking your hips against his fingers that still insist on working to give you pleasure. “Please fuck me… I’ve waited so patiently.” 
He curls his fingers, hitting the spot that makes your toes curl. You lean back and gasp, hips trembling at the sensation. Kuroo stands and carries you over to the bed, your legs wrapped around his waist. 
“Patiently? You call rubbing me under the table ‘waiting patiently’?” He raises an eyebrow and throws you on the bed as if you were a doll that weighed nothing. “I ought to just tease you and then leave you alone, craving me all night.” He climbs onto the bed and towers over you, his head tilted down to look at your body. 
You lift his chin up to look in his eyes. “Really think you have that self control?” You ask, nudging your knee against his crotch.
Kuroo exhales a short laugh. “You got me there.” His lips plant themselves against your own. His tongue quickly finding yours. All of his actions completely belittling his words from before, you can tell how desperate he is for you. Almost melting into your hands. 

If his true intentions weren’t obvious enough, he lowers himself down your body, littering your entire body with kisses. He flicks his tongue over your nipple and smirks when you whine at him for moving on so quickly. In almost no time at all, he reaches your hips where his thumb traces the deep marks he left on your thighs. 
“Not fair-” You frown, looking down at him as you prop yourself onto your elbows. Kuroo looks up with a questioning face. “You’ve marked me but I haven’t done it to you.” 
He can’t help but snort at your remark. “Alright, come here then.” He sits back against the bed head and pulls you up back up onto his lap. “Put em anywhere you’d like.”
Your eyes scan his body, trying to decide where you should leave your mark. Eventually, you settle on his collarbone. Easy enough to find but also easy to hide. Better to not leave any that Bokuto could see. You catch his skin in your lips and suck hard enough to leave a deep purple hickey. You pull back with a triumphant smile.  
“Happy now?” He asks, grinning with his tongue between his teeth. He was very clearly enjoying himself. You nod your head, unable to take your eyes off of the hickey. “Good. My turn.”

Kuroo throws you onto your back once again and mirrors your movements by choosing your collarbone. But rather than giving just one, he covers your chest in marks. 
“God Kuroo you trynna turn me purple?!” You point to the one at the very base of your neck. “People will be able to see this one! My uniform doesn’t cover.” You grumble with a small frown.
He raises an eyebrow and smiles. “Let them see. I want them to know you belong to someone.” A side of him you had never seen before, possessive. Kuroo leans his forehead against your own. “You were right about me being selfish.”
You scoff lightly while rolling your eyes. “No shit.”
Kuroo smirks and trails his fingertips over your jaw. His eyes admiring every single part of your face while his free hand slips your underwear down your legs. “You sure about this?” He asks, hooking his thumb into the waistband of his sweats. 
You pull them down for him and smile. “Don’t tell me you’re getting cold feet?” You tease, leaning up to his ear. “Better not hold back.”
He exhales deeply and throws off his pants completely, gone to your bedroom floor. “Wasn’t planning on it.”

Kuroo grabs a hold on both of your wrist with one hand and pins them above your head. His other hand adjusting himself just a few centimeters away from your hole. 
“Whatever you do, don’t scream.” He warns, glancing up into your eyes. You almost laugh at him sounding rather confident in his abilities. Perhaps you shouldn’t underestimate him. Kuroo thrusts up, hard. Completely bottoming out in that one move alone. 
Already knowing you’d cry out, he covered your mouth with his hand. Smiling a smile that almost made you want to punch him in the jaw. “Told you not to scream.” he shrugs. 
Your entire body trembles underneath him, hardly used to his size as it stretches you out. “Asshole.” The word muffles against his hand. 
Kuroo simply smiles and thrusts again. Working his way up to an average pace to give you time to adjust. Unable to control your noises, moans slip past your lips into the silence of  the night.
“You’re gonna wake Bokuto.” He whispers, a slight laugh trailing behind. Perhaps that was part of the thrill for him. Rather than slowing down, he doubles his speed.

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You’re not quite sure how long you’ve been going at it. Long enough to feel nothing but numbness in your legs. 
Kuroo’s hand is latched on to your hip as he snaps his hips into you from behind. You mind completely fogged with desire. It takes over your whole body, leaving you with nothing but the need to obey. 
You look towards your legs, unsure when he left those deep bite marks and slight bruises from gripping so hard. 
“Kuroo-” You whimper, eyes heavy and tongue almost completely fallen from your mouth. 
Kuroo pulls your hair back to bring you up against his chest. “Never seen you like this before. Safe to say you’ve completely submitted?” He kisses at your neck and rubs against your clit with his fingers. 
You whine out and lean your head back against his shoulders. God knows how many times you’ve come already. It almost hurts to feel it build up again. Your entire body’s sensitivity at its maximum.
“Can’t come again-” You babble, breathily heavily and shutting your eyes. 
Kuroo pushes you onto the mattress yet again and flips you onto your back, never even taking you off of his cock. “Yes you can pretty girl. You’re gonna come for me, okay?”
Obey. You nod your head with a whimper, your mind unable to even consider the possibility of saying no. 
“Such a good girl. That’s it, Princess. You’re taking it so well.” His voice lingers in your mind. Replaying over and over. It sends you further to your upcoming orgasm. Who knew just some simple words could hold so much power?
You cover your mouth and squeeze your eyes shut. Of course you want to look at him, with the newly setting sun you could properly see his face. But now wasn’t the time.
You brace yourself for the hot white waves that wash over your body and makes every inch of you tremble against him. 

Kuroo hardly even slows down. He just keeps thrusting, dragging out your orgasm to an almost painful extent.
You hide your face in his shoulder and shriek. “Kuroo! Slow- slow down!” 
“Sorry, Princess. But I’m so close. Just hold out for me baby.” His voice almost breaking in the overwhelming pleasure. You bite your lip, trying to endure the overstimulation. 
Kuroo groans lowly and grips the sheets beside your head, trying to keep himself as composed as possible. His hips shift to hit that spot that makes you arch your back off the bed and pant for air. 
“I love seeing you like this. A complete mess for me.” He grins before pulling out and moving further up your body. He strokes himself as he starts to reach the summit of his own orgasm. “Stick out your tongue for me sweetheart.” Kuroo’s eyes flutter shut as you obey his command. His last few strokes making a complete mess of your face. You can taste the saltiness of his cum against your lips. 
Once he calms down, Kuroo stands and fetches a towel to clean you up with. There was absolutely no way you were moving to get it yourself. 

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He lays down beside you and pulls you into his body. You can hear his heart beat loudly in his chest. 
“You okay?” He asks, planting his lips onto your forehead and gently brushing back your hair with his fingertips. 
You look up at him with an almost amused look. “I can’t feel my fucking legs.”
Kuroo laughs and holds you tighter. “Yeah sorry about that. I did warn you though.” His fingers interlock with your own, keeping you held in the embrace. “So… you down for another round?” He jokes.
You push off of him and chuckle. “Go back to your room before Bo wakes up.” 
“Yeah yeah.” He gets up and searches for his pants that were carelessly thrown on the floor. “Oh and Princess?” He pauses right before the door, looking back at you. “Tell me, does this boy treat you right?”
You smile at him. “Better than all the others.”
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I literally had to stop writing this at some point because I was listening to a Miruko audio and hOLY FUCKING MOLY HELP SHE’S SO HOT JKHGJV
Anyways! Here’s the long awaited part 3 to daddy kuroo. Legs? Destroyed. You gon need a wheelchair babe

Pairing: Kuroo x Bokuto’s sister (you)
Characters: Kuroo Tetsurō, Bokuto Kōtarō
Rating:NSFW
Content:eating out, shower tings, fingering, marking

What up fellow sluts! I’m drunk again and you know what that means… more writing!!!! You guys seemed to really like part 1 so here you go! 
If you haven’t read part 1 don’t even worry your cutie booty, you can click here to read it

Once again, this is a bit later on when Bokuto and Kuroo are in their 3rd years and are both 18 

You didn’t seem to get any sleep last night, especially after what happened between you and Kuroo. Your mind was far too wrapped up in replaying it over and over.
Your door flies open with a forceful kick. You sit up in shock and see your brother standing in your door frame.  
“Hey Y/N I made breakfast! Come grab some.” He beams, obviously proud that he made a meal on his own.
“Okay I’ll be out in a sec Bo.” You mumble, rubbing the sleep from your eyes that seemed to show up in the singular hour that you managed to pass out in.

As you walk out of your room, you see Kuroo and Bokuto both sitting at the table eating bowls of Tamago Kake Gohan. Unsurprising for Bokuto to make as he usually finds it quite easy.
You take a seat across from them, looking down at your bowl filled with rice and egg. “Thanks for breakfast, Bo. It looks really good.” You smile at him, trying your best to avoid eye contact with Kuroo a mere few meters away. 
“It’s okay!” Bokuto says with a grin. “Wait give me one second I left my phone in my room.” He says, jumping up and sprinting down the hallway.
The air fills with an unavoidable tension. “There a reason you can’t look at me, Princess?” Kuroo teases, acting coy as if he was unaware of what happened the night before.
You cheeks flush a bright red as you push the rice around your bowl. “Nope, just really interested in my food.” 
Kuroo leans back on his chair, a smirk painted across his gorgeous yet smug face. “Is that so?”
You nod your head, shoving the food into your mouth to get away with not speaking. 
“Then look at me.” He says, his tone significantly more serious than before. 
It almost felt like a command that you couldn’t disobey. Your eyes hesitantly meet his. A deep brown that draws you in to him every single time without failure. You cross one leg over the other, trying to get a handle on the butterflies that erupted in your stomach.
Kuroo smiles maliciously, intimidating you without even needing words. “Regretting last night?” He asks, leaning forward. 
You shake your head furiously. “Definitely not. Just kinda… coming to terms with it I guess…” Your voice becomes quieter as your sentence trails off.
“Well, if it’s any consultation…” Kuroo stands and makes his way to your side, boxing you in by resting both hands on the table to either side of you. “You were incredible.” He whispers before laying a soft peck on your neck. You squeeze your thighs closer together, still trying to compose yourself.
“Hey Kuroo!” Bokuto calls out from his room. “Can you come here a sec?”

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“Just brush it off.”You tell yourself as you slip your clothes off. A shower is much needed after everything that happened. You turn the water on and step in, letting the water slide off your face and onto your body. 
As you run your soap-filled hands over your legs, the bathroom door opens. You jump and cover yourself, unable to see who it is through the fogged glass. “Bo! I’m in here!” You yelp, instinctively thinking your brother had walked in by accident.
Yet, much to your surprise, you hear a laugh. One that clearly isn’t Bokuto. You slap your hand to your mouth once the realisation comes that it’s Kuroo who stands behind the shower door that just barely separates the two of you. The lock to the bathroom clicks shut.

You open the shower door and poke your head out, staring directly at him. “What the fuck are you doing?” You whisper-shout, knowing that noises from the bathroom echo throughout the house.
With no words, he slides his shirt off along with his shorts. 
You hide your blushing cheeks behind your hand as your eyes scan over his toned, exposed body. “Kuroo–”
He covers your mouth with his own hand, staring right into your eyes as he steps into the shower with you. There’s a sort of cloud to his eyes that seems like pure lust for you. It’s intoxicating, you can’t break away your own stare. 
He leans further down, grazing his soft lips over your collarbone. “Figured I’d return the favour.” You feel him smirk against your skin. 
Kuroo returns his piercing gaze to you as he kneels down, head level with your stomach. It’s in this moment that you remember just how bare you are to him. You attempt to cover up but he stops you before you can raise your arms any higher from your side. 
“I’ve known you for a while, Y/N. You shouldn’t be embarrassed.” He says, laying a kiss on your hip. 
From your hip, he trails down. Planting a path of kisses down to your inner thigh. You inhale sharply as he reaches the joint of your leg. So close yet so far.  You whimper as you feel his breath fan against your sex. 
Kuroo smiles maliciously. “Someone’s eager.” He teases. 
You scrunch your nose and look away from him. 
“Hey,” He lifts your leg and rests it over his shoulder. “Don’t you dare look away.” He warns, making your body quiver with anticipation. 

Once your eyes return to his, he just barely grazes his tongue over your now throbbing clit. A small taste that drives him mad with desire. 
“Fuck…” He mumbles before gripping your hips and plunging his tongue deep inside of you. 
With one hand, you grip his hair whilst the other covers your mouth. Already feeling the stimulation from him that you longed for every since he walked through the front door. 
He returns his tongue to your clit, flicking it expertly over and over. As if he knew the exact way to make you crave him. Your eyes flutter shut as he continues to devour you.
“Did I not tell you to not look away?” He asks, slipping a finger inside of you that causes you to throw your head back. Your attempt to suppress your moans is one that makes him smile whilst trying his best to make you louder. 
“K-Kuroo–” You whisper breathily, praying to yourself that Bokuto isn’t close enough to hear you. 
Kuroo groans quietly before just barely pulling away. “Never heard you say my name like that, Princess…” He kisses your thigh once more. “I hope I get to hear you scream it.”
You gasp as he rapidly returns his tongue to you. His hunger for you never fully satisfied, leaving him aching for more. Your eyes glance down, taken notice of his fully hardened cock. You marvel at the size, now able to see it fully in the daylight. You swallow hard. Unknowing how you managed to take it down your throat. 
Kuroo smirks while adding a second finger. You wince as you tighten around him, enduring the slight pain. “So tight…” He cooes, watching your face turn quickly from pain to pleasure. 
Your voice starts to break as the knot in your stomach begins tightening. 

“Hey Y/N?” You hear Bokuto knock on the bathroom door, sending you into a panic. 
“W-what’s up, Bo?” You ask, trying to keep your sentence as short as possible. Kuroo catches on but rather than helping you, he flicks his tongue faster and adds a third finger. Your eyes roll to the back of you head as you bite your lip, almost afraid that you’ll bite straight through it.
“Do you know where Kuroo went? I can’t find him.” He asks. A genuine question from your slight himbo of a brother.
You wrack your brain for some sort of plausible answer. “I think he… went for a walk.” You squeeze your eyes shut, cringing at the oh so obvious lie.
“Oh…” Bokuto says. “Okay! Well I’m just running down to the store to pick up stuff for dinner. If he comes back before me just let him know.” 
You can not believe that it worked. You wait until the front door slams shut to cry out.

“Fuck!” You whine, impressed that you could hold it in for so long. 
Kuroo snickers. “Am I that good huh?” He asks cockily, already knowing the answer.
“Please–” You whimper. “Please, Kuroo, I need it so bad.” You beg for him to keep going. Desperately trying to chase after your orgasm. 
A low snarl erupts from him, one only due to the singular fact that begging for him was something that always seemed to throw him over the line of dominance. 
His hands quicken their pace along with his tongue, now furiously flicking over your sensitive clit. If he could, he would just about swallow you whole. 
“Taste so fucking good, Princess.” He says between breaths, never taking his skilled tongue away from you. “Come on I wanna hear you scream for me. Let me make you come.” 
His filthy words add to the constricting knot, edging you further and further towards the peak. Your grip on his hair tightens as you approach the summit.
“I-I’m–” You can’t get your words out. 
“Come.” He growls. Not a request, but a command. 
With that one word you come completely undone, now screaming his name with no shame or second thought. Your leg that kept balance gives out but Kuroo catches you, throwing it over his other shoulder. His strong arm keeps you held against the shower wall. 
As you start to come down from your state of euphoria, Kuroo licks up the mess made off your thighs. 
Once your legs stop shaking, he lets you down. However, you’re so very wrong to assume he’s finished.
As you stand to your feet, he grabs your ass and pulls you closer in to him once again. Now sucking deep hickeys onto your inner thighs. You yelp at the slight pain on your sensitive skin.

When satisfied with his trail of marks all over your thighs, he stands. You pull him in for a kiss, a deep one that you’ve craved for the entire time. 
You slightly grind yourself against his cock making him moan. “Please…” You whisper. “Please fuck me.” You look at him with pure desire in your eyes.
Kuroo smiles and kisses you once more. “Not yet. Tonight.” He says, grazing his thumb over your bottom lip.
“But- But this is the perfect time! Bo isn’t home.” You whine, clearly unhappy at his answer.
Kuroo laughs to himself and flashes you a bright smile. “Do you really think I’ll be finished with you before he gets home?” He asks, twirling a piece of your soaked hair between his fingertips. “Sure we could be as loud as we want but I won’t be able to stop. Princess, I’m going to fuck you until the sun comes up tomorrow and I’d much rather do that when we can be uninterrupted.” Your knees grow weak as he continues speaking. “Plus, you’ll need to be able to use your legs by the time he gets home.”
A small squeak escapes your mouth. “T-tonight?”
Kuroo presses his forehead against yours and takes hold of your hands. “Tonight.”

My keyboard is kinda spinning right now so I hope this post makes sense
Anyways this was part 2 of 3, tune in soon for the final part where things get intense ;)
Kuroo I beg… a crumb of your attention pls. I know I wrote him to be like this sex God but holy fuck do I want just one night alone with this man.

(Hi this is sober me just saying thank you for reading lmao. I hope you liked it <3)

Pairing: Semi x Female Reader
Characters: Semi Eita, Ushijima Wakatoshi
Rating: NSFW
Content:bondage, public play, biting/marks, creampie, hair pulling, breeding kink, Katoptronophilia (arousal from sex in front of a mirror), face-fucking

“Heyo! I’m back with a member of our pretty setter squad <3 This one is fairly tame in comparison to some of my other posts but still just giving y’all a heads up :)”
Okay so that ^^^ was when I was first writing this. Uhhh I’m just gonna say this post got REAL KINKY REAL FAST (I blame my wifey, love you bubs)

This is after the time-jump where Semi is in his 20s x

Semi: Hey bunny, you still okay to come with me tonight?
You: Of course! What time is it again?
Semi: It starts at 8 and ends at 11
You:Okay great! I’m pretty sure I know what I’m wearing
Semi:Perfect <3 Also I’m just gonna meet you there okay? I gotta pick up something along the way
You: Okay, see you there xx

You slide your phone back onto the glass table that Semi insisted to buy -all the while you owned a perfectly fine wooden table- and stand from your seat. It’s 2 hours before you need to leave for the event.

Semi had received a call from his old high school friend Ushijima telling him that he was being scouted at a black-tie event and wondered if Semi would like to come. For old times sake he said.
Wasting no time Semi accepted, compromising with going if he could bring you along.

You step out of the shower and wrap a towel around your body dripping with water soon turning cold on exposure to the air.
As you dry your hair, you throw on some makeup. Smokey tones accent your eyes as well as small wings made from your eyeliner. You glance down to your lips in dire need of some gloss. 

With the time it took to shower, do your makeup and then your hair, you had a little less than an hour to slip into your dress and head to the event location. 
The thing about this dress, it’s new. One your boyfriend has never seen before. You already know that he will love every square inch of it purely because you’re the one that will wear it.
As your feet glide over to your shared closet, something else catches your attention. You tongue grazes over your teeth as a devious idea takes over your mind.

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Countless bodies fill the space that hosts the event. The place itself being an exceedingly large property, one would say a mansion. It’s cascading staircase makes you feel like you’ve just stepped in to a Gatsby party. Your eyes wander to the outfits that present themselves to your vision, all appearing elegant and well-kept. 
With your eyes scanning the room, you notice the familiar face of Ushijima. You squeeze past a group of men standing around drinking from a shared flask. 
“Toshi!” You wave to him from a few feet away.
Ushijima glances up from his watch that lay on his wrist. “Hey Y/N,” he smiles warmly at you before pulling you in for a hug. “It’s been a while. How are you?”
“A while? More like 3 or 4 years,” You laugh. “I’ve been good. Heard you’re a very desirable player. Good on you Wakatoshi.” 
He ruffles a hand through his hair and grins sheepishly. “Guess so, I’d like to think I’ve improved since Shiratorizawa.”
“Geez if that were even possible Mr Prodigy.” You say as you lightly push him. 
He rolls his eyes with a smile, obvious that he’s missed your bright presence. “Also have you seen Semi around? I was supposed to just meet him here.”
Ushijima ponders for a second, scratching his freshly shaved chin. “I did see him, I think he went to the bathroom.”
You glance towards the staircase. “Oh okay thank you!”

You heels make that distinct click as you hike up the seemingly never ending stairs. As you reach the top you notice a hallway, assuming it’s where the bathrooms will be, you trudge towards it.
Expensive art fills the walls, capturing your attention with every new array of colours that fill a canvas. 
“Holy shit…” You hear someone mutter under their breath from behind your back. You turn to see Semi with wide eyes and a gaping mouth. You smile at him and plant a kiss on his cheek. It doesn’t phase him, he remains staring at your body, now fulling engulfing your dress.
It’s a deep purple velvet dress that hugs your chest and waist but flows back down your hips. If that weren’t enough, large slits ran up the fabric in front of both of your legs, exposing them to the public eye. 
Semi cleaned up quite well, the sight of him in a suit stirs something deep inside of you that you don’t care to visit quite yet.
“You look… incredible…” He gawks, grazing his hand over your hip and pulling you in closer to him. 
“Not too bad yourself, stud.” You say while straightening his tie. “You should wear a suit more often.”
“And this…” He motions towards your dress. “Why have I never seen this before? Fuck it looks amazing.” His hands find themselves moving further down your body. You smirk to yourself, wondering whether or not you should let him keep going.
“We should probably go back to the event.” 
“Yeah…” Semi agrees yet never moves his feet. You roll your eyes and playfully slap his arm. He snaps out of his state and bites his lip. “Come with me.” 

Semi grabs your hand and drags you down to the very end of the hallway. He opens the door and pushes you inside, it’s a bathroom much to your surprise.
“Semi what are you–” He cuts you off with a kiss. A desperate one that says a thousand words about how badly he wants you. 
“I’m sorry I just– I need you– I can’t help it.” One thing you had a love-hate relationship with was his insane libido, you knew no matter what you wore the night would end this way.
In mere seconds Semi lifts you up onto the basin and spread your legs. The only thing blocking his sight being the one bit of fabric from the leg slits that covered your sex. He throws it over one of your thighs and sticks two of his fingers in your mouth. Your tongue swirls around them, making sure to wet them just how you like it, already knowing where they will end up.
His eyes trail down, catching a full view. He gulps loudly. “No panties?”
You smile and shake your head. Semi exhales a suppressed scoff to himself before suddenly sliding his fingers inside of you.  “Fuck… such a pretty girl hm?” 
You let out a short giggle and place your hand on his cheek, snapping him out of his trance. “I think you should take a closer look.” 
With a confused frown on his face, he does as you say. Returning his eyes to your sex now noticing thin rope wrapped by the joints of your leg. His eyes snap up to your own. 
“Are you…?”
You nod your head and bite your bottom lip. “I put on another dress I thought you’d like.” 

Semi’s eyes fill with the sheer animalistic desire to tear your clothes and mate right there. He reaches his hands up your dress, running over your hips and pulling the thin fabric up with them. 
“You’re being surprisingly gentle.” You say, nuzzling at his neck. His intoxicating smell of expensive cologne and mint almost sends you dumb on the spot. 
“I know you’ll kill me if I rip this dress.” He states, eyes still not leaving your figure. 
As his hands reach your chest, you raise your arms, allowing him to pull the dress over your head. The sight of your body wrapped expertly with rope seemed to overwhelm him. His eyes now dark and filled with a lust that was unavoidable. 
“Baby… do you remember the safe word?” He asks, holding himself back from doing anything before he was certain that he could.
You wrap your legs around his waist and kiss at his neck. “Of course.” 
“Y/N I’m not going to be gentle.” He warns, the veins on his hands coming to surface as he remains held back. 
“Good.” You purr in his ear.

Semi wastes no time to pull you off of the basin and grip your chin, forcing you to get on your knees while staring him straight in the eyes. “You’re going to be a good little pet and take what I give you, understand?” 
You nod, unable to tear your eyes away from his. One of his hands wraps tightly around your hair whilst the other pulled out his fully erect cock. Already knowing by instinct, you immediately take his full length down your throat with no prior preparation. Semi smirks down at you, admiring his already drooling mess of a girlfriend. 
“That’s a good girl, so obedient.” His free hand rests on the basin by your head, gripping the fine marble while you choke back on him. With no warning, he takes over. Holding your hair tightly in place so your head doesn’t move while he fucks your face. The sounds of your muffled gags and choking fills the room making you pray no one walks past and hears. 
Your nails dig in to the back of his thighs as he pushes himself further into your throat than you thought you could handle. 

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Even after coming, he still hasn’t calmed down. You gulp loudly, knowing that you have bitten off far more than you can chew. 
Semi forces you to bend over the sink, all the while a mirror stands before you, adding to the humiliation. 
In an instant, he bottoms out completely inside of you, thrusting up brutally into your insides. Tears stream down your cheeks along with your makeup as you feel yourself being bruised and torn from the inside. 
“Such a pretty baby. That hurt didn’t it? What a good girl taking it without complaining.” Semi cooes while you squeeze your eyes shut and grip the basin. 
As he picks up a stable rhythm, your pain subsides, allowing for more pleasure to fill your body in all the ways you had craved. You allow yourself to fall slave to his cock, wanting to do anything it takes to keep the pleasure going. 
With his fastening pace, you moan into your arm, trying to stay as quiet as possible. Semi titters at you and slams his hips harder against your body, reaching much further than before.

“Beg for it.” He growls in your ear, sending chills down your spine.
With a broken and breathy voice, you cry out. “Please! Semi fill me! Breed me like a bunny! Please!” In an event you didn’t even know was possible, he grew larger inside of you. Stretching your hole to an almost painful extent. If you didn’t know any better you’d mistake it for knotting. The bulge in your stomach grows in size as he scrambles your insides. 
He pulls your hair to force you to look at yourself in the mirror. Mascara running down your cheeks and hickies all over your neck and chest. A sight quite beautiful of you being absolutely ruined by your feral boyfriend. 
“I’m gonna get you fucking pregnant, bunny. My little cum slut.” Semi snarls before biting down hard on your neck. You yelp and tilt your head back, allowing him more access as he runs his tongue over the teeth marks. 
His hand previously gripping the ropes on your hip raises itself into the air before coming down hard on your exposed ass. A loud slap echoes through the room as a sharp sting finds itself where his hand made contact. 
You slap your hand to your mouth to hold back a squeal of pain.

With Semi’s fingers digging in to your hips, you assist in bringing him his orgasm. Pushing back against him causing a slapping sound to ricochet through the air. 
Your tongue falls out of your mouth as you chase the air that couldn’t quite seem to fill your lungs.
It only makes Semi snicker at you. “Already gone dumb, baby?” 
You can’t form a proper sentence. It’s like your mind has been overcome with a thick fog of lust. You look up at him with glossy eyes and whimper, the only way you can express that you need more. 
More pleasure.
More thrusts.
More friction.
More.
“Fuck-!” Semi half-groans, still grasping at his feeble attempt to keep quiet. He pulls your hair forcing you to tilt your head onto his shoulder before planting a sloppy kiss on your lips. His tongue swirling against your own.
You can already tell the face he’s making, the one he always makes when he’s especially close. Flushed cheeks, mouth agape to make room for his moans and a slight frown as he squeezes his eyes shut.
“Look at yourself while I fill you up.” He commands. You immediately obey, staring back into the mirror at your almost unrecognisable face. 
Your back arches as you rapidly approach the hot, white waves of your climax. The heat in your stomach reaches to a burning point where you’re at the very tipping point of your release. Following suit of your orgasm comes Semi’s as he spills his cum deep inside of you, making sure none of it drips out. 
The both of you cry out for each other before your legs give out and you drop to your knees. You look up at Semi who’s smiling down at you. He grips your chin with his thumb and lays a sweet kiss on your lips.
“What a good bunny.” He says, crouching down to your level. “Now, I want you to keep all of that cum inside, okay? We’re nowhere near finished but you just gotta get through the rest of this event without making a mess.”
Your mouth gapes. “But–”
“But what? You knew what you were doing when you tied yourself in ropes.” He brushes a strand of hair behind your ear and smiles gently. “Now spend this time preparing yourself, because when we get home not only am I gonna fill you until you physically can’t hold any more…” He inhales sharply, licking his lips in the process. “I’m also gonna ruin these pretty legs of yours.”

SEMI DESERVES SOME APPRECIATION. I SAID WHAT I SAID. Love you guys also I haven’t forgotten about my current series (the Kuroo and Mad Dog ones) just working on some other drafts as well :)

Pairing: Kuroo x Bokuto’s sister (you)
Characters: Kuroo Tetsurō, Bokuto Kōtarō
Rating: NSFW
Content:blowjob, face-fucking, cum swallowing (that’s right, we swallow up in this bitch)

All I gotta say about this one is BARK BARK GRR WOOF
Very intelligent words, I know.

This is a tad later the current-ish timeline when Bokuto and Kuroo are in their 3rd years and are both 18 :)

Friday, 5:36 pm
“Y/N!” Your brother’s whiney voice echoes from down the hallway. Your eyes never leave the phone that sits in your hand.
“What’s up Bo?” You call back to him, tilting your head back ever so slightly as if it would make your voice travel further.
“Have you seen my volleyballlllllll?” 
You reluctantly get up off the couch and walk towards his bedroom. “No, last I saw it was outside. Why?” You ask, leaning against his door frame.
Bokuto rummages through his closet paying no mind to the tornado of mess forming on his floor. “Kuroo’s coming over and we’re practicing spikes.”
You groan with dismay. “So let me get this straight…” You slump down onto his bed. “We have the house to ourselves for a whole weekend and instead of– I don’t know– having a party or going out and doing something, you decide to practice volleyball. Something you do basically everyday.”
Bokuto turns to face you with a beaming smile. “Yeah! It’s fun!” You roll your eyes at his childlike excitement. “Also can you pretty please set up the spare room? Kuroo’s sleeping over.”
You clasp your hands together and hold them to your cheek. “Ooooo sleeping over. You gonna braid each others hair and have pillow fights?” You say with an  almost ear-shattering high pitched tone.
“Yeah yeah. Also I’m sorry to ask but can you also make dinner? We’re gonna be at the courts and I won’t be able to make it in time.”
You tilt your head towards your shoulder and look away in thought. “Hmm… fine. But you owe me some Pocky.”
“Done deal!”

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You stand in the kitchen wrapping some onigiris. An easy meal to make with what you had lying around the house.
Bokuto had left a few hours ago to meet with Kuroo, you assume they should be back at any minute. You attempt to ignore the slight itch on the tip of your nose while your hands are covered in rice.
The lock on the front door clicks open followed by heavy footsteps and laughing. 
“Y/N we’re hooooome.” Bokuto calls out, throwing his keys on the table by the door.
As they walk through to the kitchen you glance up at the both of them, coated in sweat and still slightly huffing. “Oh thank God you told me, I thought a robber with keys to the house was coming in.” You say, faking a damsel in distress voice. 
Bokuto rolls his eyes and slumps on to one of the chairs right in front of the bench that you’re working at. “Ooo onigiris! Itadakimasu!” Bokuto gleams, already stuffing one in his mouth. 
“Hey! Be patient! I’m almost done.” You scold whilst wrapping the final ones. 
Kuroo snickers and steps behind the bench towards you. He lays one land on your waist and gently pulls you to the side. “Sorry, just gotta get to the cups.” He leans down to the cupboard where you were standing and pulls out a glass. His touch still lingers on your skin even after he lets go. 
“A simple ‘can you please move’ would have sufficed.” You state, tilting your head back to look at him filling his glass with water. 
“This was quicker.” He smirks, taking a sip.
Bokuto remains too caught up in the plate of onigiris to bust out the protective older brother mode.

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“Thanks for dinner, Y/N!” Bokuto smiles, hitting his stomach with his hand. “Think I might have a food baby.”
The two boys burst into laughter as you sigh at their incompetence. You stand from your seat and grab the empty plates. Kuroo gets up from his seat. “Hey hey sit down, you cooked.” He says taking the plates from your hands. 
You smile to the floor then look back up at him. “And you’re the guest so shut up and let me do my thing.” 
Kuroo runs his tongue over his top teeth and raises his eyebrows. “Damn… yes ma’am. Have you always been this bossy?” He teases, leaning in to get a better look at your face. 
Your eyes trail to his arm that holds the stack of plates, bicep bulging ever so slightly at the weight of the porcelain. You snap yourself out of your slight daze and silently scold yourself for checking him out. 
Kuroo carries the plates to the kitchen sink, much to your disapproval, and smiles innocently. 
“Get outta here rooster boy.” You say, lightly pushing him away from the sink.
He snickers to himself and plants his feet, placing both hands on his hips. “And if I refuse?” 
You glance over to Bokuto’s direction where he is staring at the ceiling trying not to throw up the abundance of rice and seaweed he consumed in under 5 minutes.
“I mean hey it’s up to you but would you rather get punched in the gut by me or sit over with Bo unharmed?”
Kuroo pauses, glancing up in fake thought. “I don’t know, being punched by you seems like more of a privilege than a punishment.”
A giggle slips past your lips. You slap your hand to your mouth having never heard yourself made that noise before. 

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“Hey Kiddo, can you please grab my phone from the bathroom? I accidentally left it in there.”
You nod to Bokuto and head towards the hallway. As you open the bathroom door you catch a full view of a shirtless Kuroo in grey sweats throwing a loose tank top on, still slightly dripping with shower water that falls from his hair. 
“Oh my god I am so sorry!” You blurt out, covering your eyes with your arm. “I was just grabbing Bo’s phone I swear! I didn’t mean to–”
Your words are cut of as he laughs. “Y/N it’s fine, also you can look now.” 
You hesitantly take your arm away, all the while covering your now blushing cheeks. 
Kuroo picks up Bokuto’s phone as he dries his hair with his other arm. “This one?”
You nod, taking the phone from his hand and leaving as soon as you can. You run back to the lounge room where Bokuto is laying on the couch and full force throw a pillow at him.

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The night drags on and the boys decide to head to bed. Yet you lay wide awake, replaying what happened over and over in your head. 
The image never leaving your head. Kuroo’s abs that seemed hand crafted by Greek Gods themselves, toned arms that would slightly flex with every movement he made. Not even to mention the outline of his package against the grey sweatpants, one that appeared far bigger than you thought it would be.
There is something that bubbles inside you. A sort of craving that you couldn’t satisfy with anything other than Kuroo himself.
You bite your nail, running scenarios through your mind that you wish would happen. Him suddenly coming in and…
You rub your eyes with your palms, trying to stop your thoughts from running wild.

“This is stupid. So stupid.” You mind screams at you as you tiptoe down the hallway. You stop right outside the spare bedroom, contemplating just turning around.
One deep breath and you open the door.

Kuroo sits up and squints in the darkness, the moonlight just barely showing your face. “Y/N?” 
You rush over to cover his mouth. “Quiet.” You whisper. “Don’t wake Bo.”
His face seems perplexed, unsure as to why you’re there. “Okay,’ He whispers back. “What’s up?”
Your cheeks flush as you move to straddle his lap. “I wanted to do something for you…” Your completely eyes avoid his.
“Oh? And what’s that, Princess?” He smirks, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.
Princess. The word rolls off his tongue with such ease, as if it were completely natural. It sends a shiver down your spine. “Hmph. Just– just sit.” 
Even though you feel as if your heart is going to leap out of your chest, you continue to take control. 

Your hand reaches down and rubs against his crotch, palming him through his pants. 
“Shit…” Kuroo mumbles, covering his mouth his his large hand. Your fingertip grazes above his length. As you reach the tip, he slightly thrusts, urging for more friction. You can’t help but smile, the thought of him feeling good because of you is exhilarating. 
As your nervousness subsides, you remember your actual technique to making boys feel good.  
Kuroo squeezes his eyes shut, overwhelmed at the sensations that wash over his body. As you pull your hand away, you notice him trembling as the loss of stimulation. A small wet patch from his precum surfaces on his sweats. 
You lean down and lick right at the tip through his pants, looking up at him. 
“Fuck stop teasing…” he laughs breathily, pushing your hair away from your eyes. 
You snicker and hook your fingers in his waistband, sliding his sweat pants down. His full length slaps against his torso as if it had been loaded to a spring. It takes you by complete surprise, not expecting him to be fully erect.
“No underwear?” You ask, gently touching him with your fingertips.
“Had to give you easier access.” He grins while running your hair through his hands. 
“Oh so you knew this would happen?”
“As soon as I stepped through the door. Thought I wouldn’t notice you gawking at my arms?” 
His confidence was nothing less than intoxicating, in fact, everything about him was. His figure, his stare that made your knees weak, his natural smell of musk and hint of cheap cologne. 

You run your tongue up his full length, paying extra attention to the underside and very tip where your taste the remnants of his precum. You swirl your tongue against him earning a quiet groan. 
Kuroo leans down to your ear, brushing his lips against it. “Please… just do it.” His toned-down begging makes you instinctively whine.
You accept his request and wrap your lips around his cock, unsure exactly how you’ll take him all considering not just his length but thickness as well. You push your head down, letting him fill your mouth. You keep going until he touches the very back of your throat, forcing your gag reflex to kick in. You pull back for air.
“Too big?” He asks cockily. 
You squint your eyes at him, accepting his challenge. You immediately go back down, taking him once again down your throat. Not even close to his base, tears spring to your eyes while you choke back. Kuroo curses under his breath and holds your hair in a ponytail with both hands, helping guide your head up and down his cock. 
You follow along with his movements, picking up the pace as you adjust just that little bit more to him. Your hands grip his muscular thighs while you squeeze your cheeks in more, tightening the space. 
“Fuck that’s it, good girl.” He praises. As you look up, you notice his cheeks now a bright red and eyes glossing over with pleasure. 

His suppression of his moans is slipping from him as he grows louder. You pull back once more, and sit up completely level with him. “You’re gonna wake Bo up.” You say with a laugh.
“I’m sorry you’re just so– fuck– so fucking good.” He pulls you in by the back of your neck and wastes no time to slide his tongue into your mouth. You place your hands on his shoulders and grind against his cock with your crotch just covered by underwear. 
Kuroo hisses against your lips. “Fuck! When did you get so dirty? What the fuck.” He whisper-shouts.
You say nothing, just giggle at him before returning your mouth to his cock. This time moving faster and deepthroating to the best of your ability. Kuroo bits his hand, trying his best not to moan. You flick your hair to the side and watch him as you put your mouth to work. He’s biting his lip with his eyes shut and hands running through your hair again. 
You can tell he’s close as he starts thrusting his hips against you, trying to chase his climax. 
“Princess?” 
“What’s up?” You ask, pulling away and wiping the spit from your chin. 
Kuroo scratches the back of his neck. “Can I please face-fuck you?” 
You grin deviously. Your hand pumps him rhythmically as you nod. “Don’t hold back.”

Kuroo doesn’t hesitate to get up on his knees and push himself back inside your mouth. You prepare yourself knowing he’ll be a little more rough.
God are you right. Kuroo thrusts hard to the back of your throat forcing you to choke against him. Your nails dig in to the back of his legs while he rams himself into your mouth.
Tears trail down your cheeks while you attempt to take his full length. His grip on your hair tightening significantly. His moans turn to whimpers as he approaches his orgasm. 
Kuroo tries to pull out but you hold him against you, taking his whole load in your mouth, his muscles tensing with his climax. When he comes to, he slightly panics, realising that he just came in your mouth. He searches for something you can spit it in to. You simply keep deep eye contact and swallow the cum. It’s flavour definitely sweeter than other you tasted, well, as sweet as it can be while salty.
Kuroo’s mouth hangs open. “…you’re incredible.” With no warning, he crashes his lips against yours. 

You get up off of his bed and turn towards the door
“Wait, don’t you want anything?” He asks, getting up after you.
You give him a quick kiss and shake your head. “Nope. I wanted to do something for you.”
Kuroo lets out a soft chuckle. “Princess giving me that royal treatment huh?” You roll your eyes and smile at him. “Oh and by the way…” He pins you against the door and leans in to your ear. “One of these days, sometime soon, I’m gonna fuck you until you can’t walk.”
You knees grow weak at his words. “Oh yeah? Pick a time and I’m all yours.” You wink at him before leaving the room.

FUCK I LOVE THIS MANNNNNNN
Anyways, the next part will be him returning the favour ;) There will be 3 parts overall.
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I hope you enjoyed! I now know for one I wanna give Kuroo that gawk gawk 3000

Pairing: Yūji Terushima x Female party goer
Characters: Tetsurō Kuroo, Koutaro Bokuto, Atsumu Miya, Toru Oikawa (mentioned)
Rating:NSFW! 

FYI:Every single character in this is aged up. The third years like Suga are now in college and the second years like Kuroo and Bokuto are now in their third years and are 18+
I also wrote this at 1am while I was drunk so if it doesn’t make sense I am sorry jnkbhjvgc

The roaring thumps of music rang through the house. Stampedes of jostling feet abused the floorboards. House parties were often wild… and then there were Oikawa’s.
“Hey Y/N! Having a good time?” A very buzzed Sugawara slouched down next to you on the sofa.
“Absolutely exhilarated, Sugar.” You smile at the boy with saucers for pupils. “How about you?”
“Oh you know, taking what I can get.” He grins, welcoming a joint between his lips and inhaling deeply. The end of the roach lit with his breath.
“I can see that.” You laugh. “Tell me, how’s college life treating you.”
He lets out a hearty scoff. “To beers every night and ass on the side.” He picks up your legs and lounges them over his own.
“Damn you living that good life.” You ruffle his hair. “Ass code for certain someone we know?” You grin.
He presses his forefinger to his lips, silencing you. “As much as Oikawa could be a ponce, he does throw a good party.”
“HEY HEY HEY you could say that again!” A boy from a group says, approaching the two of you. You glance up at them. Yūji Terushima, Tetsurō Kuroo, Koutaro Bokuto and Atsumu Miya. Odd group to be seen together.
“My oh my who invited you troublemakers?” You smirk. Kuroo leans down for a quick hug.
“You know you missed us.” Atsumu teases.
“Like how I miss the 90s my love, fun to think about but would never go there if I had the choice.” You fire back.
“Oh how I missed that spunk. What you been up to killer?” The single twin asked also giving you a hug.
“Ahh you know, the usual. Getting through my last year. I miss the dumbass third years that graduated though. Like this stoner.” You say punching Suga lightly on the arm. Your eyes trail up to one of the boys. Terushima. You hadn’t actually had a proper conversation with him. In fact you hadn’t really been around him that much either.
“Ay! Easy on the merchandise!” Suga whines with the joint still pressed against his lips.
You notice Bokuto slightly frowning. “What’s up buttercup?” You ask him. He purses his bottom lip out and furrows his brows. Then it hits you. “Oh you big baby.” You say standing up and jumping into his arms. Bokuto immediately smiles and lifts you off the ground.
As he lets go you notice your spot taken by Terushima who whispered to Suga. “Hey! Rude! Taking someone’s seat.” You cross your arms and raise an eyebrow. Your hip popping out just magnifying the sass that tripped from your tone.
“Oh by all means it’s still open.” He said patting his lap.
Kuroo snickers alongside Atsumu. You scoff and shrug your shoulders. “Fine. Don’t complain when I get too heavy.” You drop yourself onto his lap and place your legs back over Suga’s. Terushima remains unbothered and rests one hand on your thigh.
“Yeah you haven’t changed one bit.” Kuroo says brushing back the hair from your eyes. You playfully bite in his direction. “Gotta get Karasuno to have a practice match with us soon.”
“Gosh Tetsurō you can just say that you want to see me, don’t have to make up excuses.”
“Darn caught me. That obvious?” Kuroo sarcastically asks. You laugh, now noticing your arm starting to ache as you hold it close to your body.
“That can’t be comfortable.” Terushima lifts your arm and wraps it around his shoulders as he slips his hands onto your waist.
“What a gentleman.” Atsumu licks his teeth trying not to smile.
You fake laugh at him. “Aww Miya don’t get jealous. You remember our fun little experiences after your games.”
“Think you’d remember them better darlin’ found someone else who can make you shake like that?”
“What makes you think that’s any of your business?”
“I’ll take that as a no then.” There was something about his smugness that made you smirk. Sure, he could be an asshole at times but damn could he make you squirm. “Shit. We’re finishing this later. Someone just high-fived Sakusa and he looks like he’s about to explode.” Atsumu says quickly as he rushes away from the group.
“That can’t end well.” Suga giggles with red eyes. Far from gone out of their reality.
“Awh, Sugar, honey. I’ll drive you to your dorm later ‘Kay? I don’t want you dying tonight.” Suga vaguely waves at you and stares at the ceiling. Kuroo and Bokuto remain deep in conversation over what one can only assume to be volleyball, leaving you with the boy whose lap you claimed as your personal seat.

“Hm.” You faze your attention to him. “What about you Mr seat stealer? What’s been going on in your life?”
“Aside from pissing off some pretty girls, not much actually.”
“Well then I’d say you’re pretty used to this behaviour by now huh?”
He poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue. Just barely flashing you a look of the silver stud that rest on his pink tongue. “Well none of them decided to just come sit on my lap so I’d say as of right now I’m quite surprised at your boldness.”
“That’s me.” You smirk. “Weird question, do you have a tongue piercing?”
He glances to his right and chuckles. “Take a look for yourself.” He states before sticking out his tongue, exposing it as clear as day.
“Wow…” you edge just that tiny bit closer to get a better look. “Another weird question, can I touch it?” You ask cocking your head to the side.
Terushima raises an eyebrow. “I guess so. Fingertip is safe but I’m not opposed to your tongue.”
“I’m sure you aren’t.” You mock, gently tapping the titanium ball with your nail. “Looks cool.”
“Thanks, feels cool too.”
“Ever used it on someone else?” You ask leaning further into his body.
“Of course.”
“And the feedback?”
“Breathtaking.”
You felt your lips curl into a smile. “Interesting.”
“You could always find out for yourself.” He grips your waist slightly tighter.
“Huh… you really think you could handle me?”
“I do. Yes.”
You glance up at the boys in front of you. “Hey Tetsurō…” Kuroo pauses mid sentence and awaits your next words. “Terushima over here seems to think he can take me.”
Your words send Kuroo into a fit of maniacal laughter. He nods at you which immediately makes you straddle Terushima’s lap in one swift movement. “Good luck bud.” Kuroo salutes him.
“I’m out of my fucking tree and even I know that’s ridiculous.” Sugawara chimes in.
“Alright then.” Terushima pulls you in closer, you feel his crotch just below your own. “I guess we’ll just see huh?”
A challenge. You always liked boys who challenged you. “I guess so.” You lock your lips against his, snaking one of your hands into his hair.
“And so it begins.” Kuroo whispers to Bokuto. “Y/N, I’m warning Oikawa. Go use his room.” He says before dragging Bokuto along with him.
You pull away from his lips. “Well you heard him.” You grab his hand and you get up from his lap.

Leading him down the corridor, you find the room that Kuroo suggested. “So, seat stealer, your night. Tell me what to do.”
As you turn to face him again he picks you up in an instant and wraps your legs around his waist. Moving to the bed with you sitting once again straddle on his laps. “Well you see, since you’re so hung up on me taking your seat, I figured I’d give you a new one.”
“Oh is that so?” You say running your hands through his hair.
“Uh huh. So why not you be a good girl and take your spot.” He said as he lay back and unzipped your skirt, throwing it to the other side of the room. His strong spiker hands gripped your hips and pulled you up to his face until you hovered just over his lips. He lay a soft peck on your inner thigh followed by a harsh bite that made you yelp.
You felt his finger graze over your sensitivity through your panties which made you shudder at the touch. “I’m starting to like this seat.” You joke.
“You’ll love it soon.” He rebuts. Replacing his finger, a slick tongue trailed up your panties, before slipping inside. His hand separated the fabric for easier access.
The sudden sensation caused you to whine. You could feel the cold metal make contact with your hot clit. Terushima’s fingers dug into your hips as he sent his tongue in deeper. Your back arched in the air. One of your hands gripped at his hair for balance.
Your voice broke as your moans became more desperate for release. “Teru…shima…” you breathily called out his name as he devoured you completely. The piercing that lay on his tongue made you feel twice as good as usual. The mix of metal, saliva and his tongue drive you mad. “I’m… gonna—“ you cut yourself off with a high pitched whine, signalling to him that you were just at the edge.
In what felt like a split second, Terushima lifted you off of his face and threw you onto your back. He spread your legs and continued. Faster than before. Quickly driving you back to your fast reaching orgasm. Only this time, he pumped two fingers inside of you at the same time. The combination of everything was too much. You gripped the bed sheets tightly in your fists. “Please please please please.” You whined desperately. This time he wasn’t stopping. He just went fast and harder. Pulling you closer and closer over the edge.
“That’s it. Come for me.” His words immediately finished you off. Your body erupted into intense spasms that tried to force your legs shut. But he held them down and rubbed aggressively at your sweet spot, dragging out your orgasm.
When you finally caught your own breath you noticed him smirking down at you. “My feedback?”
You laugh and look up at the ceiling. “Breathtaking.”

Dis is kinda what I imagined some of the boys from Haikyuu would do in an instance where you use the safeword. 
(Kuroo, Ushijima, Kageyama, Tsukishima, Bokuto)

All time jumped! Don’t you worry :) this is all when they are consenting adults

Kuroo

• aware of your limits
  
• can usually pick up when you’re not feeling good or not as excited
• sometimes he gets carried away
• degradation is usually where he excels
• going a little too hard without realising 
• hears quiet sniffles and stops immediately
• “colour?” He asks
  
• he catches a glance at your face thats been away from his vision the whole time
• its stained with tears
• he pulls out right away without waiting for an answer
• frantically rushing to put some pants on before throwing a blanket over you and caressing your cheek
• as you cry he strokes your face gently 
• “shh its ok. I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry”
  
• guilt eats away at him
• he asks permission to give you a hug
• he pulls you in tightly and kisses your forehead
• you sit on his lap in a tight embrace

Ushijima 

• baby unaware he can really easily hurt you
  
• overwhelming strength and size thats hard to take
• not sadistic in the slightest but still urges a safeword
• has you on top and thrusting up 
• it hurts more than usual 
• like r e a l l y hurts
• your eyes water in the way thats not the usual pain and pleasure watering
• you dont want to ruin his orgasm but ouchies
• your nails dig into his shoulders and you break out into a sob of messy pleading 
• “ r-red… red… red…” you voice breaks
  
• he lifts you as soon as you started crying and holds you to his body
• “are you hurt? What can I do?” he asks frantically
  
• his strong arms keep you close to him. stroking your hair softly
• he plants soft kisses on you cheeks and forehead
• doesnt let go until he feels like you have fully calmed
• checks in every few seconds and reminds you that he’s sorry

Kageyama

• has had a really shitty day
  
• decides to take it out on you in the bedroom
• gag in your mouth and hands bound
• he stands beside the bed, hitting various parts of your body too hard
• his anger obviously present in the hits
• he forgets your limit zones where he is not to hit in any circumstance, one of your only rules
• he mistakes your back arch in pain for pleasure 
• until he notices your panicked breathing and tapping of your foot 
• he snaps out of it, pulls the gag out of your mouth and unbinds your hands
• “Are you ok?” he asks
  
• “you… you hit the spot. the spot kags”
  
• he goes to touch you but you flinch 
• his face falls to horror 
• “I am so sorry baby! I…” he starts to tear up and runs to get you some water
  
• he takes it really rough and does whatever he can to look after you all night
• he makes you food and helps you bathe 

Tsukishima

• he is mean in the bedroom
  
• always degrading 
  
• obviously very good at it
• takes it too far sometimes and doesnt notice you being off
• “tsukki…”
  
• he wraps a hand around your throat and growls “shut up slut, I’m almost done. Then you’ve served your only purpose in my life”
• it breaks your heart
• you always felt like you weren’t good enough for tsukki
• choking back on tears you wheeze out “red” with your lack of oxygen
• as he lets go in shock you break down
• sobbing and frantically apologising for ruining his orgasm 
• he pulles you onto his lap and rocks you gently
• speaking gently with reminders of “I love you” “never apologise” “I didnt mean what I said”
• soft kisses all over face
• keeps you close to him all night and buys you flowers the next day

Bokuto 

• size also an issue
  
• doesn’t understand that you have your limits to how much you can take
  
• unintentionally hurts you if he goes too hard
• gets overexcited and wants to please you
• too much
• you feel tearing and pure pain rather than pleasure
• in an instant you say “red” as loud as you can
• t s u n a m i of questions
• “are you ok? did i hurt you? where does it hurt? anywhere else?” 
  
• carries you to the bathroom and runs a bath for you
• cleaning you up all nice
• helps you change and carries you back to bed where you cuddle up together 
• he holds you extra close
• whispers praises in your ear as you fall asleep

Hello there. This is my first ever Tumblr post so please go easy. I’m not much of a writer but I hope you enjoy anyways! <3

Pairing: Kuroo Tetsurō x Female Reader
Main Idea: You’ve teased Kuroo all day and now have to face the consequences
Content: Degrading, dom and sub play, spanking, face slapping, handcuffs, teasing, edging, Dacryphilia, over stimulation, thigh riding

FYI: This is a time jump to adult Kuroo. Both parties are consensual and can stop any time they want :)

“Aww baby…”
Kuroo’s husky voice sent a large chill down your spine. Fully aware this would come, you prepare yourself for his next actions. 
“You’ve been so cheeky. How cute…” 
There was something about his dominant voice that made your body ache with desire. A flame of lust growing in the pit of your stomach.
“Teasing me all day…” 
He circled you like a shark circles its prey. No doubt in your mind that you were his next meal. And you loved it.
“Tell me, which part did you love the most? Was it when you bent over in front of me?” 
A sharp sting erupted onto your left buttcheek as Kuroo landed a hard slap. Your knees already growing weak as your arousal builds up deep, deep inside of you.
“Or was it when you pressed your ass against me?”
Another spank.
“Making sure I got hard just to leave me there, needy for my toy.”
And another… each hit harder than the last. You could already tell that your ass was red with his large handprint. 
His left hand tangled in your hair. Grabbing a fistful before aggressively pulling your head back to look him in the eyes. He towered over you from behind, making sure you were aware of the massive size difference. He could ruin you if he really wanted to. “Answer me, slut.” 
His harsh tone forcing a whimper to escape from your plump lips. The lips he’s refused to kiss as a petty revenge for riling him up. 
“Y-yes sir…” You mutter.
“What are you saying yes to? I asked you what your favourite part was.” The stinging now present in your face. He slapped you. However, much more gentle than usual. You could tell he was softer today. “Tell me.”
“M-my favourite part was… s-sitting on your lap…” It didn’t matter what he did. Whenever he looked at you with his eyes full of desire and cravings, you turned into a bumbling mess. 
“Really now?”
You frantically nod your head as best as you can while his grip still suffocates your hair.
“Well… if my Kitty liked it so much, maybe I should let her do it again hm?” There it was. Kitty.Kuroo always called you ‘Angel’ or ‘Princess’ when he wanted to make you feel nothing but pleasure. But Kitty… that was when he was going to ruin you. 
His hand removed itself from your hair as he walked towards the living room. Instinctively, you followed him. Watching carefully as he positioned himself on the couch. 
Just as you were about to straddle his lap, he stopped you. “Y/N… take off your clothes. All of them.”
Your obedience quickly kicked in, forcing you to remove every single piece of clothing until you stood a blushing mess in front of your master. There was something about the vulnerability that stirred the arousal in your loins. 
“Good Kitty… now go to the box and pull out some handcuffs and the vibrating egg.” You complied. Returning with a face even more red than before.
He stood once more, cuffing your wrists behind your back. “Safeword?” He asked trailing the small vibrator down your neck all the way to your pretty hole where he hovered but never inserted.
“G-green.”
“Good girl.” With that, he slipped it in. Pushing past your folds into your tight sex. He hissed at your obvious arousal. “I forgot how turned on you get just from my hits. Fuck…” He cursed under his breath. 
Sitting back down, he pat his lap, signalling you to come sit down. As you did, he hooked up his phone to the vibrator and switched it on. Sending weak vibrations through your body. Something was off, he was so angry before. You had no idea what he was planning.
He turned it up halfway. Your hips bucked in your surprise. “Feel good baby?”
You bit your lip and nodded slowly. Drinking in the stimulation from not just the vibrator but also sitting on your masters lap while being pleasured. You shuffle slightly and breath hitches as you feel his erection against your inner thigh. 
“That’s because of you Kitty. Being such a bad girl and sitting on my lap completely bare. Shit I’m too hard for this.” 
A smirk plays on your lips. “Then why don’t I take care of it for you?” You ask slyly praying he’ll let you worship his almost uncomfortably large member.
“Oh no baby. You just sit there. Sluts like you don’t deserve the pleasure of touching me.” 
Then it struck. You knew exactly what he was planning.
He suddenly turned the vibrator up higher, earning a quiet squeal from your throat that was still sore from him face fucking you last night. 
“God my little Kitty looks so good.” He grinned, palming himself through his pants. “But I think its quite unfair that you’re the only one enjoying yourself…”
“Mm… p-please-”
“Please what?”
“Please let me touch you, Master.”
A hearty chuckle erupted from him, immediately turning your face red from embarrassment. “Oh no, you’ve got it all wrong…” He leaned in close. Lips grazing over your ear. “Your master with be touching himself. You… you watch like a good girl.”
There it was. His wicked smile that activated your goosebumps on your arms. So he had a plan all along…
Kuroo unzipped his pants and let his erection spring free. Slapping against his covered torso. The mere sight just turning you on more. His large hand wrapped around his length and pumped rhythmically. 
“W-wait!”
“What Kitty? I’m just enjoying myself.” He flashed you a grimace before intentionally moaning your name. Your insides now panicking with the mix of jealously and pleasure. Your eyes squeeze shut as you feel yourself get closer and closer to your climax. “Don’t shut your fucking eyes. Look at me.” He growled. Now speeding up his pumps.
“Please! M’gonna cum!” You whine.
“Well… we cant have that can we?” He chuckled, switching off the vibrator completely. 
“No! Fuck!” Your harsh language earning you another slap in the face. Adding wetness to your already soaked hole.
“Shame. I thought I taught you better manners than this. Guess you are just a stupid whore after all.” His simple words sending electricity through your body. Another moan fills the air. “Oh does my baby like that? Like being called a stupid whore?” Your only reponse being a whimper of desperation. “Fuck… my cute little cum slut.” He growled, turning the vibrator on its highest setting. You scream with pleasure. 
“Sir! A-ah! Too much!”
“I thought you wanted this Kitty. Seeing you so desperate to cum. God…” 
Your hips unconsciously grinded in circles. Used to riding Masters cock like a good little toy. 
Kuroo purposely moaned louder. Gasping. Cursing under his breath and growling your name. It killed you not being able to even touch him. He edged you again and again and again until tears streamed down your face and you were a sobbing mess. 
“Please sir…” You cried. “I need release…”
He never slowed his movements nor lay a hand on you. You paid close attention to his next words.
“If you want to cum so bad. Do it yourself. Ride my thigh. You have 3 minutes to finish or you don’t get to cum at all.”
Not wasting any time, you reposition yourself so your throbbing clit is against his material covered thigh. Leaving a wet patch wherever you started grinding against. 
“That-a girl… oh fuck…” His voice oozed pleasure as he kept touching himself to his little slut. Time was quickly passing and you were so close. Moaning louder and faster. Just a little longer…
RIIIIING
Kuroo’s Phone. He looked over at the screen and smiled a smile most deviant. 
“Hey Kenma! What’s happening?” He picked it up. You froze in fear of being heard by his friend. Kuroo covered the speaker with his phone and whispered. “Times running out, if you want to cum you better do it quick.” 
This time you were careful. Still riding but now aware of your noise. Your orgasm quickly urging back. Small whimpers snuck past Kuroo’s hand that covered your mouth.
Kenma’s voice echoed from the phone. “What was that?”
He heard. You turned bright red for what seemed like the hundredth time and shook your head desperately.
“Y/N being a needy whore and riding my thigh.” Kuroo stated casually. “I can send you a picture if you’d like.”
There was an elongated silence. “I’m good. Don’t be too hard on her. She’s a nice girl.” Kenma sighed. 
“She’s getting what she deserves.” Kuroo laughed before hanging up. “Oh and Kitty… your time is up.”
Your stomach sank. “W-what? N-no! Please!” 
Kuroo’s groans became louder. His chest rising and falling faster than before. “Fuck…” He growled. “Keep begging me Baby.” He commanded. Something about your desperation drove him wild.
You did as he said. Begging him for release as he touched himself faster. In one swift moment, his free arm gripped your waist and moved you back to the centre of his lap. Right up against his throbbing member where he came onto your stomach, hips and thighs. 
His face a shade of red that only occured after a good climax. He took a moment to gather himself, looking at the mess he made of his little slut. “Fuck!” He swore to himself.
In what seemed like half a second, he effortlessly lifted you up and placed you back down onto the couch. Ass in the air and face into the cushioned surface. with no warning he removed the vibrator and replaced it with his slick tongue. Flicking your clit and giving you the pleasure you seeked all whilst pumping two digits in and out of your tight hole. Your moans now making him lose complete control. He loved hearing his baby enjoy herself.
“Fuck Kitty. You wanted this all along didn’t you? All my attention on this pretty little cunt of yours.” With his skilled tongue and long fingers it didn’t take long for you climax to come back. This one more intense than any you tried to gain for yourself. 
“I-I-”
“I know baby,” He could feel your walls tightening around his fingers. “You can cum.”
With that, you came completely undone. Body erupting into multiple spasms and shakes. Much to your surprise, Kuroo never stopped fingering you. Dragging out your orgasm. 
“Oh you didn’t think we were done. Did you?” He snickered. Completely over stimulating you. More tears fell from your eyes as you screamed his name. 
“We’re just getting started…”

Reader:F
Character:Satori Tendō
Rating:E
Summary:   “Aw, my little paradise.” Tendō purred, with careful fingers he was opening up the fly of your shorts. You were behind the convenience store near where you lived. He had you pinned up against the wall of the store
Warning:Semi Public Sex, Fingering, Choking, Smut
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  “Aw, my little paradise.” Tendō purred, with careful fingers he was opening up the fly of your shorts. You were behind the convenience store near where you lived. He had you pinned up against the wall of the store. 

He pushed the shorts to your knees and ran a long finger up against your pussy over your panties. He licked his lips and crowded your space, blocking out the light, leaving you pressed against him as his hand dipped into your panties. 

You bit back a moan as he pressed his pointer finger against your clit and rubbed against it. He chuckled against your ear and kept your back against the wall. 

  “You’re beautiful, paradise. Especially when you get all flustered like this.” He pressed a little harder on your clit which made you let out a sharp moan. But he quickly put a hand around your throat, “Now, now, paradise. Keep quiet, I’d hate to get us caught.” 

You looked at him with pleading eyes and croaked out quietly, “Yes, Satori.” 

He kissed your warm forehead, “Good job, baby girl. Now let me play with your sweet little cunt. I know how much you love my fingers stuffed inside of you. Don’t worry, I’m not going to stuff you full of my cock. Just yet.” He winked as he moved his fingers inside of you. Spreading you open with two long digits. 

That was what you first noticed about Tendō when you first met him. Was how long those fingers were, as just as he was skilled in volleyball. He was also skilled in other manners of using his fingers. Which included what he was doing to you at that moment. 

He pumped his fingers, scraping across your insides. He caused your toes to curl up into your shoes as you remained pinned against the wall. His hand around your throat, which made more blood rush to your face. You tried to squeeze your thighs together, but it was near impossible. 

He thought you looked like a dream, he kissed your warm lips as he continued to finger you. His digits were covered in your wetness with each pump. He kept you quiet as he ravished you against the wall. He couldn’t help himself, you looked too divine this lovely summer afternoon. All you wanted was a water bottle to cool down, but he wanted so much more. He wanted to touch his beloved paradise, the one thing he loved more than anything. 

You gasped against his lips as he rubbed your sweet clit. Feeling the bundle of nerves cross up your spine. But Tendō just shushed you and went back to sloppily making out with you. His cock brushed against your thigh as he tried to keep himself level with his fingers stuffed into your panties like a perverted man.

He was wild when he was with you. 

He felt like a man without a leash when he got you in his grasp. He was a lover by heart, his passion seeped into everything he did. From his former days of volleyball to his profession now to of course you. Tendō adored you with every inch of his body. 

And seeing you look beautiful on a day like today in a city like Paris. It was impossible for him to keep it together. Was this not his brightest idea? Yes. But did he care? No. He was going to bring you to a wonderful climax like a good boyfriend. 

 “You’re beautiful.” He growled, “A perfect queen, my paradise.” He continued to play with your sex with skillful fingers. He watched the rise and fall of your chest, your breasts in your tank top. He licked his lips, that’ll be for later. 

He scraped his thumb across your clit roughly which made you jolt and tighten around him. Making sure that his fingers stayed inside of you. The sight made his lick his lips and go back to making out with you, he growled against the kiss as he kept you pinned against the wall. 

 “Close?” He asked. 

 “Yes, Satori.” You whimpered. 

 “Good girl. Cum for me, I want to see your beauty as you finish. You always had the best orgasm face.” He purred as he looked in your eyes. 

 “Satori.” You squeaked as he tightened his hand around your throat. Which in turn made you more wet.

  “Beauty, beauty, beauty.” He smiled, “I can’t wait to get you home. You’re going to be beautiful under me when I get you on the bed. I can’t deny you.” His voice was low as he continued to pump you full of his fingers.

  “Tori.” You whimpered, trying to keep quiet. 

He felt your sex contract around his fingers as you let out a pitiful moan. You clenched around him and he purred in delight. Almost finishing in his jeans as he watched your blissed out expression. Your wetness slicked his fingers in a way that Tendō wanted a taste when he took his fingers out. 

He watched you slump a little against the brick wall and removed his hand from around your throat, where he was holding you still all this time. He slipped his fingers out of you and watched the glossy texture drip off his fingers. He licked his lips and took a lick of your wetness. 

He made a pleased noise, “Oh this is divine, paradise.” He said in a husky tone. He finished licking it off before he took a tissue out of his pocket and cleaned his fingers, “Dirty, dirty girl. Maybe next time we should do this in a park. Maybe you’ll give me some satisfaction too.” 

You whimpered, still trying to find your voice. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and pulled him close. You kissed him on the lips and rubbed up against him. He cupped your ass playfully as he pulled your shorts back up. 

 “Now, now, paradise.” He said, “Let’s go home. I want to see how many more times I can make you cum before you’re nothing but a puddle.” 

You had no choice but to forget about the water bottle you came to the store for, plus there was more than enough water at home. 

Reader:F
Character:Tōru Oikawa
Rating:E
Summary: Summer rain, who didn’t like summer rain. The heavy drops against the window, the smell of summer revival. How green everything looked when the clouds cleared. 
Warning:Smut, Cunnilingus, Sensory Deprivation, Thunderstorms, Blindfolds.
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Summer rain, who didn’t like summer rain. The heavy drops against the window, the smell of summer revival. How green everything looked when the clouds cleared. 

It seemed like summer rain was a universally loved experience, except for you. You hated summer rain, especially a summer thunderstorm. You woke up to the sight of a bright summer day, sun high in the sky, the heat of summer creeped through the house. But as morning turned to afternoon, the dark clouds loomed over the neighbourhood and suddenly there was a clap of thunder. 

Like angels playing bowling, the sky rumbled. You tightened the light hoodie of Oikawa’s you were wearing. Oikawa didn’t mind the summer rain, he was in the kitchen per usual, making some lunch for the both of you while you sat on the couch. 

Outside the large window in the living room was the swaying of branches, the darkening of the sky, and then the first heavy drops of the latest thunderstorm. You swallowed and tried to calm yourself down. Thunder and lightning gave you bad anxiety. the worry of being struck, branches breaking, the heavy wind sweeping you away. It was scary to say the least.

And when lightning crossed the sky in a flash, you jumped in your seat and let out a pained yelp. You heard the clattering of a knife in the kitchen and suddenly Oikawa was in the doorframe, wearing his old volleyball club t-shirt (that he was starting to outgrow) and athletic shorts. 

You pulled the hood over your head and looked at him, “it’s getting scary out there.” The minimal light that was coming into the living room left a deep shadow on your face as Oikawa approached you. 

He sat down beside you and pulled the hood off your head. There was another rumble of thunder and he held onto you. He kissed the top of your head like a true lover would. 

  “The rain can’t hurt you, not while I’m here.”

  “It’s scary Tōru.” You mumbled, “I don’t know how to describe it, it’s just scary. I hate it.” You clutched onto him harder as lightning crossed the sky and the rain became heavier.

He rubbed your back for a few moments to settle you down. He then said, “Let’s go to the bedroom and relax until the storm is over. I have an idea of what to do to help you calm down and forget all about the storm.” 

You asked, “What is it, Tōru?” 

He smiled, “Well, it involves my tongue. You spread out for me, and your inability to hear or see the rain. Just focusing on me.” He touched your chin, “Would that help my precious little baby?”

You loosened your grip a little and blushed, even after years of dating and months of living together. The idea of something so erotic made you flustered, however you couldn’t be like that too long as there was another hard rumble of thunder and you were back to clutching your boyfriend.

He chuckled, “Hold on.” And then picked you up in his arms. Your legs wrapped around his toned waist, your arms over his shoulders. He carried you by your bottom and walked through the house towards the bedroom.

Once he got inside, he dropped you onto the bed carefully. He kissed you on the cheek and rubbed your other one gently, “There, there. I’m going to get what we need. You get undressed and hold onto the pillow if needed. I’m not going far.” 

You whimpered, “Promise.” And then jolted when there was another clap of thunder. The sound of rain hitting the window.

  “Promise on my life.” He smiled as he let go of you as walked towards the collection of “fun” toys in a box in the closet. He pulled out noise cancelling headphones and a silk blindfold. He stared at the items for a few moments, this should block out anything that could scare you.

He then watched you get undressed and hold onto Oikawa’s pillow, burying your head in the scent like he wasn’t in the other end of the room. He then approached you with slow movements, he smiled at you gently and you peeked your eyes over the pillow. 

Thunder rumbled outside and you squeaked into the soft pillow as your legs laid spread out on the bed. You saw Oikawa’s gaze on you and you blinked at him as he reached the bed. He rounded to the side and ran his fingers through your hair. 

  “I promise, I’ll protect you from the storm. There is no need to ever worry about thunder or lightning hurting you.” He smiled as he motioned for you to lift your head to he could put the blindfold on. Once it was on you couldn’t see the flashes of lightning across the window. But the drums of thunder still left you tense. 

It seemed he had to take the tension out of your body. He carefully moved the pillow down and then slipped on the noise cancelling headphones. Leaving you in total sensory deprivation, which sounded a lot worse than what he was actually doing. 

He tapped two fingers on your midriff to signal your safe signal, two taps on that part of your body and he’d stop. From there he, got onto the bed and in between your bare thighs. 

He massaged your thighs, feeling the thickness under his palms. Oikawa loved your thighs, from the size, to the stretch marks to even the hair that was on them. He kissed them gently, his kisses wet and loud but you could only feel them not hear them.

You still clung to the pillow as Oikawa pushed your pussy lips apart with one hooked finger. Exposing your sweet sex to him as he admired your beauty. He made a pleased noise to himself before he kissed the junction between your pussy and thigh, then trailed those kissed across your opening until he reached your clit. 

He didn’t want to dive in unexpectedly, he worried about scaring you. You were hyper enough as it was because of the rain. Now you needed to simmer down and relax. 

He started to lap at your clit and you made small noises that you could feel exit your mouth but couldn’t hear them escape. Your nails dug into the soft blue pillow as Oikawa smiled to himself. He went back to lapping at your pussy. He then slowly inserted the finger he was using to hold your pussy open. It was accompanied by another finger and then another once you were wet enough to accommodate for it. 

You were sensitive in times like these, it felt like you were simply just a bundle of nerves that Oikawa could just play with. He heard you scratch at his pillow, the more he applied force to the movements of his fingers. 

  “My, my.” He said quietly, “What a beauty before me.” He said that to himself, but he hot breath made you want to rub your thighs together in want. But he kept them open with his free hand. He kissed and sucked at your clit, letting the bundle of nerves make lust run through you. 

And as it thundered outside, you barely flinched. Your capacity to think was clouded by your lust and want for Oikawa rather than the terrifying feeling of crashes of lightning and rumbles of thunder. 

He get go of your thigh and let your legs wrap around his head as he continued to lap at your clit and finger you full. He felt your wall contract around his digits and he groaned to himself. The rumble of his sounds made you feel over sensitive. You couldn’t hear your own noises or ragged breath as he continued to pleasure you. 

Oikawa could feel his cock harden in his shorts but he’d deal with it later. As he noticed you visibly relax the more he pleasured you, your thighs wrapped around his hand as hot breath blushed against your clit. 

He groaned as he now held onto both of your hips from the back and used his tongue to pleasure you, with light grazing of his teeth across one of your more sensitive areas. 

You were panting, it was music to Oikawa’s ears as he gripped your thighs as he moved his tongue. It wasn’t long before you felt the tightness of your thighs around his head, messing his hair. Your clit was hard and he smirked to himself as he went in for the final stroke of his tongue. 

You let out a loud gasp as there was a clash of thunder outside. You orgasmed in the dark room, the sun blocked out by storm clouds. Your gasp was followed by a breathless moan as pleasure shook you to the core. 

As you started to relax, he smiled to himself as he carefully pulled your thighs away from his head. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as he looked down at your aching cunt. He ran a careful finger across your lips and you tensed for a moment. 

He pulled away and got up the bed, his cock pressed against his thigh as he crawled up to you slowly. He slowly took off the headphones and said quietly, “That’s my girl.”

  “Tōru.” You said meekly, still blissed out from the experience. When he took of the blindfold, your beautiful eyes looked at him. Your cheeks were warmed with lust that made him smirk.

  “Liked that? Are you more settle. I think that storm is starting to settle.” He looked out the window and saw the grey sky was a lighter shade of grey now. He looked back at  you as you reached out for him.

You leaned up and kissed him on the lips passionately. You kiss lasted a few moments before Oikawa took the pillow out of your arms and laid down beside you. He took you in his arms and kissed the top of your head.

  “Better?” He asked, “Do you think lunch is in order?”

You nodded, “Let’s just lay here until I can use my arms again to get dressed.” You said, still recovering from the lustful feeling in your gut. 

The rain became lighter, the last remains of thunder gave their final growl and soon enough it would be the end of another summer thunderstorm. And you were still safe from the heavy droplets and the streaks of light across the sky.  

Reader:F
Character:Kōtarō Bokuto
Rating:E
Summary: It was hard to tire out Bokuto, it felt like the man had unlimited energy that just kept going and going and going. Doesn’t matter if it was 4pm or 4am, he was your big Energizer Bunny.
Warning:Teasing, Rutting, Multiple Orgasms, Smut, Light Bondage, Overstimulation
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It was hard to tire out Bokuto, it felt like the man had unlimited energy that just kept going and going and going. Doesn’t matter if it was 4pm or 4am, he was your big Energizer Bunny. 

When you were tired and wanted to go to bed, your loving boyfriend always wanted to stay up a bit longer, watch another episode of television or maybe have another cup of coffee. But tonight you wanted a good night’s rest, you’d do anything to tire out you Bo.

  “Babe… Baby, what are you doing with those ties. Honey, babycakes.” He swallowed as he pushed himself further up the bed.

You tightened the tie in your hands and got up onto the bed, “Just lie back and relax, Bo.” You jumped him and pinned him down to the bed, you hooked the tie around his wrist and tied it to the bed frame. 

Bokuto’s cock twitched in his shorts at the sight of you being a little more dominant. He relaxed against the bed, “What’s gotten into you, honey?” He swallowed again. 

You pinned his other wrist down onto the bed, “I love you, Bo. So much, so, so much. But you are nothing but a ball of energy.” You let go of his wrist and sat on his waist as you unbuttoned your shirt, “I want to tire you out.”

He shivered, “Baby, you didn’t have to tie me up.” He chuckled, “You just had to ask!” He reached with his free hand and grabbed your ass through your shorts, “Always love my babygirl’s cute booty.”

You slapped his hand away and took off your shirt, you tossed it onto the floor. You ran your hands up his chest and leaned in to kiss him on the lips, “You better be tired by the end of this. I want you fast asleep by the time I untie you.” 

He chuckled, loving the position he was in, “Then baby, we’ll be going for a while.” He wiggled a little bit, full of energy. His cock twitched in his athletic shorts. 

You moved up and got your shorts off with minimal trouble, it was followed by your panties until you were left bare except for your bra. You sat on him and unhooked your bra, freeing your breasts. 

Bokuto groaned and thrusted his hips up to rub his hard on against you. He gripped the tie with his bound hand. A blush formed on his cheeks. He purred, “Get the shorts off, honeypie. I wanna feel you.” He thrusted up a little harder. 

You rubbed your hands along his clothed chest and rubbed your sex against his clothed cock. You rubbed yourself a little harder, your pussy becoming wetter with each rub. You felt his cock twitch in his shorts and you saw the stickiness of your wetness against the black fabric. 

  “Fuck, baby. C’mon stop teasing. Ride me already.” He whined. 

  “No, no, you’re going to cum from this. And then maybe I’ll ride you.” You gripped his shoulders and continued to rub your exposed pussy against him. You made a mess of his shorts as you moved against him. 

Bokuto whimpered as gripped the tie around his wrist. He bucked up against you. He swallowed harshly and moaned loudly. His eyes rolled back a little bit as you rubbed up against him. He felt like he was on cloud nine, he could hear his heart thumping in his ears. 

It didn’t take long before he was gasping, on the verge of his first orgasm. He came in his shorts with a loud moan. His back arched and his nails digging into his palms. 

You continued to rut against him, on the verge of your first orgasm. You felt the stickiness in his shorts as you moved up and down on them. Your pussy felt raw and your clit stimulated. You gripped his shoulders and came on his shorts, further dirtying them. You gasped and your eyes rolled back as you felt Bokuto get hard again, you guess he wasn’t done yet.

  “Fuck!” You moaned. 

  “That’s it, fuck baby. You feel so good, fuck please baby. Ride me! Ride me! Tire me out!” He called out as he bucked up against you. 

You pushed your hair out of your eyes and looked down at the mess you two made. You saw the lump back in Bokuto’s pants. You rubbed the wet fabric and then pulled down the shorts under his cock and then off his body. His proud cock stood at attention and throbbed with want. It was covered in the stickiness of his previous orgasm. 

You ran a finger up the thick vein that ran up his cock, “Bobo, you still want more?”

He tensed at the feeling of your fingernail against his cock, “Please, please baby. You make me feel so good.” He watched you with his golden eyes as you sat on his cock, your pussy was wet enough to easily seat yourself on his large length. 

You gripped the front of his shirt as you started to move yourself onto his cock. He filled you in the best way possible, you pushed your hair out your eyes once more as you moved up and down on his cock. You were still coming down from your orgasm, you felt warm all over in the best way possible.

  “Oh fuck, that’s it.” He purred, “You feel amazing, I love it. I love you.” He met your pace. The bed creaked, your bodies moved together. Your heavy breathing, sharp moans and loud groans filled the room. 

  “I love you too.” You replied, “I adore you.”

You gasped at the feeling of Bokuto’s cock hitting you in the right places. You panted heavily, feeling warm to your core. Your sex clenched around you, your breasts shook as you bounced on his cock. 

Bokuto held onto you with his free hand as he quickly came the second time, he was starting to feel overstimulated. But he was still full of energy and got hard as soon as he was starting to come down. The feeling of your pussy wrapped around his cock turned him on greatly. 

The sight of your shaking breasts, your pussy coated in his cum your flustered expression and the true bliss you were in. 

  “Fuck baby, fucking ruin me. I can’t take anymore!” He called out, his back bent as he felt himself become smothered in pleasure again. He felt amazing, his body thrummed with lust and want. His face was flushed, strands of hair stuck to his forehead and he was sweating through his t-shirt. His thighs quivered and his body longed for the high of pleasure. 

His cock felt sensitive inside of you, but he still wanted that next orgasm. He was addicted to your cunt. 

You managed to wring out two more orgasms before you were starting to lose steam, your thrusts became unorganized. Your body felt on a whole other level, your pussy was messy and wet. Your hands shook around his shirts. You were unfocused and messy as you continued your quest to tire him out. 

But at the edge of Bokuto’s third orgasm. He was panting, his eyes rolled back a little bit. His body was tense as he spurted cum deep inside of you, making a further mess of your insides. Fully claimed by him inside and out. 

He cried out, “Baby!” before he slumped against the bed. Fully wrung out and overstimulated. His cock throbbed with tiredness and the lasting lingerings of lust. 

You panted and stopped moving your hips. You sighed deeply and went, “wow.” If you were trying to tire him out, you tired yourself out in the process. You slipped his softening cock out of your pussy and rested on his thighs as you leaned over and undid the tie. 

Once his arm was free he grabbed you and rolled over to his side. He rubbed himself up against you sleepily and yawned, “Wow indeed, babycakes.” He kissed you on the cheek, “Are you in any pain?”

  “No, I’m all good.” You yawned in response, “I think it’s time we get some sleep. You seem worn out.”

He nodded and rubbed his cheek up against your neck, “I adore you baby.” He yawned against, “I’m tired.” 

You sighed happily, mission accomplished. You felt Bokuto cuddle up against you and kissed your cheek. It wasn’t long before your boyfriend was snoring beside you.

You sighed happily and got out of his arms to clean yourself up. With wobbly legs and a quiet yawn you made your way over to your shared bathroom. That was one way to get Bokuto to tire out. 

Reader:F
Character:Keiji Akaashi & Kōtarō Bokuto
Rating:E
Summary: Akaashi looked sleek in his suit, all black with small accents of yellow. He sighed as he scanned the room for you. He found no sight of you and sighed to himself, you must be busy backstage. With Bokuto. Because he wasn’t on stage with the rest of the band.
Warning:Smut, Polyam, Reverse Cowgirl, Cunnilingus, Pregnant Reader, Pregnancy Kink, Jazz AU
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Akaashi looked sleek in his suit, all black with small accents of yellow. He sighed as he scanned the room for you. He found no sight of you and sighed to himself, you must be busy backstage. With Bokuto. Because he wasn’t on stage with the rest of the band.

He straightened his tie, as walked through the club as the next song played. There weren’t many jazz clubs left in Tokyo, but the ones that remained were often filled. Old men with young waitresses and up and coming bands. 

Akaashi slinked past tables and go to the back of the club. The saxophone played high on stage mixed with the piano, drums and trumpet. No one would notice him slipping into backstage. 

Once he got far enough away from the stage, down the narrow hallway of the backrooms, thats when he heard the rough moans and high gasps of two people in the furthest room. Akaashi sighed and pushed his hair out of his eyes before he with quick feet got down the hall and opened the door to the room. 

Inside was you and Bokuto, and Bokuto inside of you. You were in his lap on the couch with you blouse open, your bra pulled down, and your six month pregnant belly in fully display. And of course your maternity underwear pushed to the side to give Bokuto easy access to you. Your skirt and blouse were a crumpled mess on the floor. 

Akaashi sighed, “Ko.” He pinched the bridge of his nose, “You weren’t on stage tonight.” And entered the room, slamming the door behind him. Might as well give the pregnant woman some decency. 

You got off of Bokuto’s lap with a huff and dropped down beside him. You rubbed your belly idly, “You guys have been away on tour, I missed both of you.”

  “And it couldn’t wait till we all got home?” Akaashi said as he eyed your pregnant body. He knew that Bokuto had a liking for your new figure, but Akaashi enjoyed the sight of your large breasts and the brat you carried. There was a 50% chance it was his anyway so maybe he shouldn’t call it a brat. 

You pouted, “I wasn’t able to serve drinks when I saw him roll up his sleeves, you know what his forearms do to me.” 

Akaashi took off his suit jacket, hung it up over the chair and rolled up his sleeves, “I know, I have the ultrasound in my wallet that clearly explains what his forearms do to you.” He walked up to you and rubbed your bump, “You have to be gentle, I’d hate for our baby to be premature because you two couldn’t behave.” 

You leaned forward, and pulled on Akaashi’s tie, “But you want a taste of mama don’t you?” 

Akaashi could hear the climax of the song hit, and he knew he didn’t have much time before the band came back to pack up for the night. He pulled away from you and patted you on the head the way an owner would a dog.

  “I’ll just observe tonight, seem you two already started without me.” He walked over to the vanity and turned the chair to face the couch. He grabbed a beer from the mini fridge and sat down. He crossed one leg over the other and opened the beer. He looked at the both of you, his gaze lingered on your bump and swollen breasts, “Get to it, the climax of the song just happened.” 

You peeled off your panties, exposing your wet cunt. You gave Akaashi a smart look before you rolled back over onto Bokuto’s lap. 

The dark haired man took a sip then said, “I want her facing, I wanna see that that beautiful face of hers.” He smirked as he heard you huff. 

  “Pregnant lady here.” You retorted as you sat in Bokuto’s lap. You faced Akaashi with your knees on the couch on either side of Bokuto and you took off your bra. Exposing your beautiful pregnant body to Akaashi. You seated yourself on Bokuto’s tacky cock. 

Bokuto’s strong hands splayed across your bump, stretch marks ran up your belly, it was only a matter of time before you popped. The silver haired man started to thrust up into you.

You placed your hands on your knees and started to move up and down on Bokuto’s cock. Soon your hands found your bump. You rubbed it as you moved up and down, picking up where you left off. 

Akaashi sipped his beer, it was the cheap stuff from the corner store. His cock strained in his pants, his naked partner riding his other partner. Quite the sight.

You deeply exhaled and grumbled, “Kōtarō, you woke up the baby.” You ran your hands along the curve of your belly as you continued to ride him. The music on stage was distant, but still heard through the thin walls of the change room. 

Bokuto smoothed his hands across your belly, feeling his child inside of you. No one really knows the father, you both fucked these two men often and with many rounds. Either the kid was gonna be a silver haired hyper active little thing or dark hair with knowing eyes and the ability to talk out of any situation. 

Akaashi continued to drink his cheap beer as you and Bokuto moved against one another. Your belly shook with each thrusts and your breasts were shiny with a thin layer of sweat. You two must’ve been at it for a while. 

  “My perverted partners.” Akaashi sighed, “Couldn’t wait till we got home. I bet you seduced him didn’t you, baby?” He asked you, “He saw that tight skirt and the heavy belly and knew he had to have you. It’s not fair to to tease Ko like that.” 

  “Hey, c’mon!” Bokuto chirped, “I wanted to feel my baby mama. She’s all plush and sexy.” He groaned as he hands found purchase on your hips and he started to move his hips faster.

Akaashi finished the rest of the beer and crushed the can in his hand. He listened carefully over the huffs, moans and groans of you and Bokuto to hear that the band was doing an encore. He smirked to himself, “Well, seems like they’re popular tonight.” He got up and rolled up his sleeves further. 

  “Keiji.” You groaned, you cupped your belly from the bottom. You looked beautiful under the yellow light of the backroom. You moans and deep breaths, the shudder through your body as waves of pleasure lapped over you. 

  “Beautiful.” Akaashi growled.

He got down on his knees, to your stuffed cock and held your thighs open. He went straight to your clit. He started to lick at your aching sex. After all you were his baby mama too. And since you three still had time before the rest of the band came back, he could wring you of every orgasm you had. 

Your pregnant body could handle the pleasure. After all pleasure is good fro keeping a mama happy. And Akaashi was in the business of keeping you happy. 

  “She’s beautiful.”

  “She’s ours.”

The first orgasm hit, then the second, the the third. Your eyes rolled back as the third orgasm hit. Both Akaashi and Bokuto’s hands were on your belly, feeling you as Bokuto fucked into you and Akaashi pleasured your cunt. 

You felt full in every sense of the word. Both men at your sexual disposal in this moment, making your orgasms seem like an easy thing to make you have. You could curse them if you could have a coherent thought that wasn’t centred around the feeling in your body. 

  “That’s our girl.” Bokuto chirped, “Fuck you’re so tight around me. How are you gonna push my baby out? Guess we gotta loosen you up a bit.” 

Akaashi nipped your over stimulated clit then said, “We have time.” 

  “Fuck, I’m close.’ Bokuto groaned. The band was coming to a close and as the silver haired man continued to fuck you wildly, you were just as much as their disposal as they were yours. 

Bokuto gripped your bump as he gave you a few more heavy thrusts. Then he spurted cum into your aching pussy. He threw his head back and groaned, his eyes rolled back a little. 

Once he started to come down from his high, he flopped his arms against the couch as his now useless cock stayed inside of you. Akaashi gave you one final orgasm and as the last song hit its second climax you finished on Bokuto’s cock. Soaking him and the couch with your wetness. 

When Akaashi was done, he sat on the hardwood floor of the room and looked up at your swollen belly and puffy, abused cunt. He reached out and touched taunt skin. You were an insatiable woman. 

You whimpered and carefully got off of Bokuto’s cock. You sat on the leather couch, your wet pussy against the warm leather as you sat there with your hands on your bump. 

The audience clapped and Akaashi got up, “Alright.” He said, “Let’s get you two cleaned up and air out the room before the rest of them make comments. And no more fucking in the room, it’s a shared room.” 

You rolled your eyes, “Yes, sir. Now help me up, I can’t get off the couch… Baby bump.”

Akaashi smiled and rubbed your bump, “Of course, and don’t think I’m not finished with the both of you.”

Bokuto gave him a cheeky girl, “Yes, sir.” 

Reader:F
Character:Keiji Akaashi
Rating:E
Summary: “Do you remember how we met?” Akaashi asked as he laid in bed with you, his hand trailed down your arm as he kissed your nose, “Do you even think about how one moment changed the course of our lives.”
Warning:Smut, Fluff, Gentle Sex, Kissing
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 “Do you remember how we met?” Akaashi asked as he laid in bed with you, his hand trailed down your arm as he kissed your nose, “Do you even think about how one moment changed the course of our lives.” 

  “All the time.” You said as you curled up closer to him and kissed his chin.

It was your second year, you were the new transfer student at the school and were more nervous than anything. Fukurōdani Academy was unlike your old school, everything seemed much more grander. 

But all you had to do was pass your classes with minimal damage and graduate. However, that was unlikely on your first day. You were walking to go sit outside for lunch and with your head down you suddenly bumped into someone much taller.

  “Are you okay?” You heard and looked up. Big golden eyes looked down at you with worry.

  “Um, yeah I’m okay!” You chirped as you tried to back up but as the stranger tried to reach out for you, he dropped his cup fo mango juice all over the front of your uniform shirt. 

You were approached by a second person, “Oh, Bokuto-san. You got her covered in juice.” He had dark eyes and dark hair. He pulled you away from the puddle that had formed. Your eyes met for the first time and you felt heat rise to your cheeks. 

You jumped back and yelped as you slipped on the puddle of juice. You laid there sprawled out on the ground. You felt some embarrassed, you expected the boys to laugh at you but instead the boy with the dark eyes, leaned over and helped you up. 

  “Let’s get you cleaned up before Bokuto does anymore damage. I’m Keiji Akaashi, he is Kōtarō Bokuto. Let us help.” He gave you a small smile, “And don’t worry, no one else saw you fall.”

  “Promise not to tell anyone.” You said as you looked down at your interlocked fingers with Akaashi.

  “It’ll be our secret. Now, can I check if you hit your head on your fall?”

And that was how you met Keiji Akaashi, and somehow all the years later you were together. Living in Tokyo, working, loving and being together. All because of an incident with mango juice. 

  “What a day.” You chuckled. 

Akaashi continued to kiss you, he rolled you onto the bed. His hands found your breasts and rubbed them over your t-shirt, which was actually his t-shirt. He smiled down at you before he took his glasses off and continued to play with you. 

You giggled as your nipples started to poke through your t-shirt. Soon enough you got it off, “I think about that day almost every day. If it wasn’t for some mango juice and Bokuto’s butter fingers, we would’ve never met.” 

  “I’m just glad you didn’t hit your head, I would’ve hated to have to see you in the nurse’s office.” He sighed as he leaned in for another kiss as his hands roamed your thighs, “You’re too beautiful to be hurt like that.” 

You chuckled into the kiss, “Sweet talker.” You wiggled your shorts off as then brought your hands up to his cheeks and held them as you made out, your bodies pressed together as you laid there in nothing but panties. 

You knew where this was going. You kisses were sweet and tender, just like the love you often made. While kink was fun, sometimes it was nice to be gentle with one another. 

You combed your fingers through his hair as he continued to feel up your bare body while you made out. The kisses were sweet, soft, but hungry for more. Especially since you were bare under him.

When he pulled away, he pulled off his shirts and slipped off his boxers. Then he went to your panties. He licked his lips as he ran his hands down your thighs as he leaned back over you. 

He placed your legs around his waist as he soon guided his cock inside of you. He groaned into the kiss as he slipped inside of you, his cock stretched you open as he inched his cock further inside of you. He started to rut against you, his hands on your hips as he moved you up and down on his cock in time with his thrusts. 

You continued to kiss you, your kisses became make outs. Sloppy and wet between you two. You groaned into the kiss and he shuddered against you as pleasure traced up his spine.

  “Fuck, I love you.” He groaned, “You’re perfect.” And then cupped your face for a moment with one hand while his other was on your hips. He was still fucking into you with warmth and passion but not in rough in the slightest. 

He pushed hair out of your eyes and smiled down at you, “You’re so gorgeous, I don’t know what to do half the time. You’re just too good to be true. I’m a better man every day because I met you.”

  “Oh, Akaashi.” You smiled, “I love you.”

  “And I love you. You make me feel so good, you’re perfect.” He groaned as he put both hands back on your hips and leaned back. His pace went quicker, his hard cock brushed up against you as he moved against you. 

You two were gentle with each other as you moved. In perfect harmony after years together, it was a sight for the both of you. Truly in love and so perfect for another. That didn’t mean you never fought, but you always resolved the issue. No matter what. 

  “My beloved.” He sighed.

  “My Keiji.” You responded as you linked your fingers with his as he continued to thrust into you with just his hips. You met his pace and moved with him, you felt pleasure swirl in your gut.

It wasn’t long before you tightened your legs around his waist, your thighs squeezed around his toned body as he continued to thrust inside of you. Your hands linked together as you moved. 

  “Fuck.” He groaned, “Perfect.” 

You both came in unison, you panting breaths mixed together. He let out a sharp groan through his teeth as he finished inside of you, your pussy tight around him. You let out a whimper of a noise, your legs tight around him. 

When he finished, he exhaled deeply and carefully took your legs off around him. He got tissues to clean up his mess and carefully gave you aftercare. Even if it was gentle, soft sex. When he was done, he laid beside you and captured you in his arms.

He kissed you on the crook of your neck and smiled against your heated skin. He chuckled, “To mango juice.” And gave you another kiss on your warmed skin.

You chuckled, “To mango juice.” You flipped over to face him, you cupped his face, still warmed from sex, “And our love. My favourite person in the entire world.” Then kissed him on the lips. 

Reader:F
Character:Tobio Kageyama
Rating:E
Summary: As you reached, your boyfriend pulled down the front of your tank top and started to suck on your nipples. His warm mouth against your skin. You gasped and recoiled back to your side of the bed but he followed you.
Warning:Breast Worship, Nipple Play, Creampie, Minor Breeding Kink, Smut
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You were leaning over your boyfriend Kageyama. Your breasts in his face as you went over to grab his bottle of water to drink before bed because you forgot yours. 

As you reached, your boyfriend pulled down the front of your tank top and started to suck on your nipples. His warm mouth against your skin. You gasped and recoiled back to your side of the bed but he followed you.

His lips still against your nipple, as he palmed the other one with his hand. He let out a small groan as his cock rubbed up against the front of your shorts. He pulled away for a second, noticing how raw you were getting, “I wish there was milk in here.”  Then crowded your space and started to suck on your nipples even more as he rutted against you. His cock hard in his sweatpants. 

  “I wonder if you’re wet.” He asked quietly, “Do you enjoy the feeling of this?” He gave a hard thrust of his cock against you. He leaned up and kissed you on the lips, “Get on top of me so I can make them nice and raw.” Then got off of you to lie down beside you on the bed. He took off his t-shirt and bottoms and laid there naked while you got your tank top and shorts off. 

You straddled his waist just above his cock and leaned in so he could put his mouth back on your soft, supple beasts. He teased the skin between his teeth which made you grow more wet as you moved back a little to seat yourself on his cock.

His cock opened you up in ways you never felt before. You gripped onto his bare chest and started to move up and down onto his cock. You were wet around him, a tight hole that he could fuck while he played with your nipples, moving back and forth between two in prominent lust. 

Your cunt throbbed around him as you continued to move up and down on his cock slowly, letting pleasure wash over you as he bit and tugged gently at your nipples. Your hands on his chest as you rocked against him. His cock throbbed inside of you.

  “I want no one else, only you. You’re mine. I mean it.” He groaned as he moved against you. His lips sucking on you, “I adore you.” He gave an open tongue lick against your sensitive, hard nipples. 

  “Fuck, Tobio.” You whined as you continued to rock against him. Your moans got louder the deeper he pushed into you. He held onto your hips while his mouth sloppily made out with your hard nipples. His cock ached inside of you, yearning for release. 

  “One day these are gonna be filled with milk and I’m going to have my fill.” He purred, his cock jolting inside of you. He held onto your hips to keep you anchored against his cock, your hole stretched to accommodate his length and size. He was already packing and the stretch always felt so good.

  “No one has tits like you.” He said, “No one at all, and they’re all mine. My little dairy cow.” He purred.

You blushed and playfully smacked him, “Don’t be mean!”

  “But your cunt seemed to like it. And I like when you struggle around my cock. Makes it all the more easier to stuff you.” He went back to sucking on your breast. 

You continued to rock yourself up against him, feeling pleasure slowly creeping up on you. You gasped a little bit and moaned. His teeth on your nipple, his cock inside of you. It was a wonderful feeling. 

  “I know you like it.” He purred, “I know you do, because you’re my good girl. Everything you do I’m in love with, you’re mine.” His voice was low and primal, you were turned on by him.

How could you not be, he was your boyfriend who loved to play with your breasts. If anyone made you feel confident in them, it was him. He looked at you with those lusty eyes as you continued to ride him. His hard cock pushing against your most sensitive areas. 

  “Please Tobio. I love you.”

  “And I love you, keep working those hips. C’mon.” His voice was a purr, on the verge of orgasm. His licks became rougher, he started to leave bites around your nipples, bruising your skin. Marking you as his. 

He continued to buck his hips to meet your pace. You looked amazing getting lost in pleasure like this. His fingernails bit at your skin as he helped you move against him. His eyes rolled back a little as he felt the shivers of orgasm crawl up his spine. 

It wasn’t long before you felt the overstimulated of your pussy and nipples. You gripped onto his shoulders, bouncing yourself on his cock while your nipples was in his mouth. 

He tugged at your flesh with his teeth and groaned when he felt the tightness around his cock and the feeling of more sticky wetness against his cock. And with a soft moan, you came around his cock. 

He grunted in response and came with you. Spurting cum deep inside of you with the promise of getting you pregnant. You’d look even better with milky breasts in a few months. He dropped his head onto the pillow, his mouth open and panting like an animal. 

You dropped yourself onto his chest and panted. You felt his strong arms wrap around you tightly as he roll over to his side and took you with him. Protecting you with his strength, his cock softening inside of you. Holding all the cum inside. 

He kissed under your ear and said lowly, “You’re mine. And only mine. You and your soft tits. I could suck on them all day. Next time.” He said even lower, his voice a growl, “I’m gonna make sure they get bigger.” And his hand traced down to your pussy that was sticky with your love making, “And that’s a promise.”

  “Tobi.” You moaned as he kissed your neck. He had a fascination with your breasts and it was the type of fascination that wasn’t going anyway anytime. It’ll only grow with time. 

“love potion”

includes: prince!iwaizumi x witch!reader

cw: afab! reader, fem! reader, slight dubcon, drunk iwaizumi, love potions, matting press, degradation, slight dom/sub dynamics, womb fucking (so much womb fucking, an unhealthy amount) breeding… a fuck ton of cum, multiple rounds, multiple positions, big dick iwa (duh), 69ing

for@introlovesonce upon a time collab! i’m so sorry it’s late, i just lost track of time (aka i didn’t realize it was already march) and sorry remi for bugging you in your inbox so much

this piece has not be thoroughly edited

the knights had been on their campaign for what felt like years but in reality, only two months had passed. they were faced with everything from wild boars and scaly dragons— each more difficult that the last. all being lead by the knight-prince himself, hajime from the house of iwaizumi.

trekking through the thick forest, even his white horse, who’d accompanied him through long nights and days, was getting tired. it was easy to see that his men, too were exhausted.

“at the first inn, we’ll stop and rest for the night. no camps, a nice bed for all of you.” he promised, raising the morale in the slightest. still, it was more than enough to keep them going for the time being.

it wasn’t long after he made his remark that the knights stumbled across what looked like an inn. moss was growing up its side, old brick, a small garden outside and frosty windows. surely, it could fit all them. if not, the prince would pay a hefty sum to persuade their hospitality.

“i don’t know,” he heard one of his men say, “there’s rumors of a witch in these woods…” that’s all iwaizumi thought of them—rumors. getting off his horse, he approached the front door, slowly knocking.

the wooden door opened soon after that and iwaizumi caught a glimpse of the inn’s owner. you were gorgeous, and he was instantly entranced. he watched as you bowed in front of him, recognizing him as a prince.

“we’d like to stay at your inn, if that’s alright.” he looked back, trying to roughly tally the number of knights he had with him but you only waved him off.

“all of you can rest here, what type of hostess would i be if i didn’t let the handsome prince and his men stay the night?” the prince nodded, gratefully, telling you he’d be sure to pay more than the full price. although, he tried not to let his face flush when you called him handsome.

like that, you showed the knights where to leave their horses, and where they could draw a bath if they liked. you also showed them the rooms available, preparing each of the cots.

“come, dinner!” you called for them after enough time had passed. the rowdy men gathered quickly, sitting down at the table as you presented their meal. as they collectively thanked you, your poured a chalice of wine for iwaizumi, whom you’d seated next to you.

what the prince didn’t know was that the rumors of a witch were true, and the reality of said rumors were much closer than he’d thought. unsuspectingly, he drank from the chalice you offered him, thinking nothing of it when in fact, it had been laced with a spell.

drink after drink, iwaizumi only began more extroverted, his cheeks burning pink at his drunkenness.

the men feasted the whole night as you observed them with cheery eyes. foolish mortal men, you thought to yourself, your hand finding your way to iwaizumi’s back. lightly tracing along his spin, your touch gave him the courage to stand up.

“alright, you’ve all indulge, now to your quarters and get some rest.” he ordered his men, but they snickered at the way he drunkenly slurred his words.

you finally had iwaizumi to yourself, though while they all scurried away and back to the rooms you’d prepared for them. leaning towards him, you were practically right next to his ear as you whispered: “why don’t you go get cozy in your room, your royal highness?”

iwaizumi grunted with a nod, making his way out of the dinning room. that gave you enough time to sneak into your workshop, taking a special love potion and putting a few droplets on your tongue. you amused it would be enough, those drops alone would give iwaizumi the stamina to last a fortnight.

from there, you found iwaizumi’s room, the largest one, second to your own of course. he was there, laying on his bed, his shirt undone, exposing his glistening abs. he perked his head up at your presence.

“i’m glad you’re here,” he said, and though the potion itself that laced his cup was not a direct love potion, it would unearth and heighten any existing romantic or even sexual feelings.

while locking eyes, you let the clothes you were wearing slip to the floor, revealing yourself to him.

“i’ve been thinking about you all night,” he remarked, petting your thigh as you sat down next to him, the bed dipping under your weight.

he started sitting himself up, placing his hand at the back of your neck and wasting no time pulling you in for a kiss. the prince was a sloppy kisser, his lips devouring yours like he was a hungry beast, which you happily allowed. your tongues slipped on top of each other and intertwined, letting the magic droplets seep into his blood stream at the same time.

iwaizumi was quick to position himself on top, staring down at your with lustful, focused eyes.

“to be exact, i’ve been thinking about how you’d look stuffed with my cock.” you smiled at his words, your grin challenging him. iwaizumi continued to kiss down along your neck, biting and sucking until you’d been successfully marked as his.

he spread your legs, exposing your bare cunt, already wet and ready. iwaizumi let out a heavy breath, one that he’d been holding for a while. his carefully broguht his fingers towards your folds, running his finger along your slit, collecting your juices.

while looking in your eyes, he placed them into his mouth, getting his first taste of you. it was enough to get him hard on the spot. he then put his digits into your own mouth, ordering you to suck on them.

you complied, seeing how he shuffled to rid himself of his own pants. fluttering your eyes shut, you circled your tongue, feeling how his fingers managed to reach close to the back of your throat, almost making you gag.

it was then that you felt the head of his dick against your pussy. he was thick, thicker than any man you’d taken before and you could already feel how it’s veins pulsed.

“fuck me until tomorrow morning,” you said, popping his fingers out of your mouth and tilting your head back. iwaizumi had no problem with that, cursing with he pushed his dick into you.

you let out a shameless moan, wrapping your legs around him to keep him close. he stayed sill for just a moment, basking in the feelings of you pulsing around him, your warm cunt sucking you in– it made him want to lift your legs up and fuck you into the mattress.

so he did.

he manhandled your body, moving your legs from around his waist to over his shoulders as the prince bent you in half. iwaizumi’s cock now was nestled even deeper than it had been before, kissing your cervix.

“this is what you wanted, hm? to get the prince all to yourself, to be fucked like a common whore?” if it were any other time, you would’ve laughed, told him you were more than a common whore but now, despite being a powerful witch, you whimpered at his words.

he began to fuck you, at an ungodly rate, making your mouth go slack, drool forming on your lower lip.

“more, more, please,” is all you could manage to say, and barely that. because even though iwaizumi was still wrestling with his sobriety, the love potion seemed to give him the strength to fuck you nice and good.

his hands gripped into your plush thighs, adding and extra sensation to you as the knot in your stomach was about to snap. if you weren’t being stretched apart with iwaizumi’s cock, you would’ve tried to hold out a little longer, but after taking some of the love potion as well, you couldn’t stop yourself.

iwaizumi grunted too, “fuck i’m gonna cum, fill up your womb all night until you’re little pussy can’t take anymore, do you hear me?” you nodded, having already gone dumb, your first orgasm of the night washing over your.

“this pussy’s squeezing me so good,” he groaned, throwing his head back as he pushed passed the opening of your cervix, doing exactly what he promised and filled your womb with his hot, white liquid.

his breathing was heavy, both of you coming down from your high, temporarily stalling your antics. iwaizumi slowly pulled out of you, hearing the wet noises of your shared juices spilling onto the bed sheets.

you panted, laying there for just a second longer as iwaizumi put his weight back on his ankles. cautiously sitting back up, your insides were missing the feeling of his cock; of his veins brushing against your sensitive spots, the way his thrusting made your brain foggy.

bringing yourself back up, you placed your hands on iwaizumi’s shoulders, seeing how small he made you feel, you guided him to lay down, wrapping your hand around his cock.

he was still hard, but now he was even more sensitive so while you stroked it, you were gifted the sight of his chest becoming a deep shade of red as he covered his face with the back of his hand.

“we’re not done,” you mentioned, straddling him and lining up you cum-dripping pussy with his fat dick and angry head. sitting down on his cock was a heavenly experience, eyes rolling to the back of your head while your core tensed.

he was so big, that was the only thing that was on your mind, the only thing you could think about.

“that’s it, ride my cock, just that like, like a slut, fuck.”your hands were on his chest, your own nails digging into his own skin as you humped his dick. once you built a comfortable pace you began to jump, putting scratch marks all over iwaizumi’s chest. surely the prince would blame it on some ferocious monster, which only made you grin.

“that’s right, i’m your slut, aren’t i?” you said in between gasps, hooking your feet under his thighs to give yourself a better stance.

“mhm, and i’m gonna fuck you like the slut you are, you like that?”

“yeah.” iwaizumi had added his thumb to your clit, making small circular motions, driving you crazy.

“i’m gonna cum again-” it was so close to your last orgasm but still you were at your tipping point again.

“then cum.” you heard iwaizumi growl, “cum on my cock.” with his command, your thighs trembled as you screamed out in pleasure. your body kept twitching, flinching into iwaizumi’s body as he chuckled?

“what’s wrong? had enough? wasn’t it you that said you wanted to fuck all night?” you nodded your head, embarrassed. youwere supposed to be the one in control, yet you so easily gave it up for this man. “besides, i haven’t had my way with you yet.”

iwaizumi was strong, undoubtedly so and with a swift motion, you were on your hands and knees, your ass high in the air, your hole ready for fucking once more.

the prince pulled apart your ass cheeks, letting a wob of his spit slip past his lips and towards your pussy, making you shiver at the cold sensation.

gripping his dick, he pushed himself back into you, the sticky sounds ringing once more and it was music to his ears. he held on tightly to your hips so much so that he’d most likely leave some sort of bruising but you didn’t care.

he snapped his hips into you at a steady pace because inevitably speeding up. iwaizumi snaked his hand around your waist, pressing down on your lower stomach, making you feel where his cock was buried.

he didn’t care if his men heard him, all iwaizumi could do was focus in on the way you reacted to his body. the way your pussy gripped his dick, the way you arched your back, or the way those sweet moans left your throat.

reaching forward, iwaizumi grabbed the back of your neck, pressing your face against the mattress. again, his dick was brushing against your cervix, leaving your a blabbering mess.

you whined when he left a harsh slap against your ass, his repetition left you sore and stinging but still wanting more.

iwaizumi rammed his cock into you, your own hand making its way back to you swollen clit. you tried to properly get yourself off but were too distracted by iwaizumi hitting every special spot inside you.

“let’s come together, yeah?” he panted, his voice low and seductive. you let out a small ‘mhm.’ increasing the pace of your fingers.

your poor abused cunt started to spasm for the third time that night, “good girl, good fucking girl–” iwaizumi breathed out, shooting his cum inside you, hitting your cervix once more. in attempts of getting it all out, he gave one last thrust, milking the last of that orgasm’s cum into your womb.

you were in a euphoric state, this was the first time your love potion had worked so well, especially when you could feel that iwaizumi’s cock was still rock hard inside you, ready to keep going.

but instead of continuing to pound you, iwaizumi removed himself, his booming voice echoing through the room.

“turn around.” and that you did, still on your hands and knees but this time met with his thick cock right in your face.

“taste yourself,” he told you and without a second thought, you leaned forward, taking his length into your mouth, swirling your tongue around, collected your mixed juices.

“fuck it,” iwaizumi let out, pulling you off him, leaving you whining at how badly you wanted to suck him off. instead he put his head again his pillow, signalling you with his finger to come over to where you were.

“let me see that pretty pussy.” and whatever he asked of you, you did, wiggling your ass in his face, giving him the perfect opportunity to stick his tongue into your cunt.

you happily sat on his face, grinding down on him as his skilled tongue went to work. he kitten licked your clit, sucking and flicking it with the tip of his tongue.

feeling how he moaned into your pussy, it only made you gasp with pleasure, but who would you be if you didn’t return the favor? leaning forward, you wrapped your lips around his dick once again, letting his cock head hit the back of your throat.

you could feel how he twitched and throbbed in your mouth, getting ready to take all his cum to go down your throat. at the same time, you were getting close again, loosing yourself in bliss while he ate you out.

“cum, cum again, fuck holy fucking his, swallow my cum.” iwaizumi’s voice was starting to become more strained and whiny, and just as he said that, you both came together, swallowing around him just like he asked.

your whole body was shaking as you could taste his cum on your mouth, slowly bringing yourself off of him. iwaizumi was clearly just as fucked out, letting you lay next to him.

he’d fucked you better than any man who’d come through those woods ever had, making you wonder if you should put him under a spell binding him to your inn.

although your thoughts were quickly interrupted as the prince kissed your lips, slowing himself down just a bit as his fingers found your nipples.

“don’t get tired now, okay? i think we can go for a few more rounds.” smirking at him, you nodded.

“whatever you wish, your highness.” that seemed to fuel his lustful fire anymore, leaving him to mount you and begin to suck on your breasts.

the moon was still high in the sky, giving you hours more of fun. and the prince, well he would surely be overstaying his visit.

# ( )…

….

# warnings:MDNI!Slightly nsfw content ahead.

+Bench presses three times your roundabout weight at the gym, records it (flexing afterwards with a smile on his face, as his shorts hang dangerously low on his hips and you swear you can see both his V lines and the beginning of his happy trail) and proudly shows it to you heavily hinting athow he can take the brunt of you riding his cock like an Amazon, while making sure to support you with his physical prowess and the strength, he certainly does not hide, of his shredded body so that your thighs do not burn, but instead slowly rock back and forth letting your walls clench around his thick length while he does all the work for you.

BOKUTO, Atsumu, Hinata, IWAIZUMI, Matsukawa, Kyoutani, Meian,Terushima, FUTAKUCHI.

+ Bullshits that he knows how to deal with aphrodisiac ingredients, and that he is a pro in the kitchen, so he tries very hard to cook you a five course meal with recipes he found on the internet and that were even half decently made, but when it comes at the dessert, he says “I’d rather have you, as a dessert,” wanton and his eyes half lidded, because he might be a gentleman, as shown by the candle still burning in the middle of the table and the careful but elegant mise-En-place but he very much wants to lap and lick your pussy more than the passion fruit ice cream sitting in his freezer, looking into your eyes when you provide the only cream he actuallylikes.

OIKAWA, Akiteru, SUNA, Kuroo, Sugawara, Daishō, TSUKISHIMA, Sakusa, Semi, KEISHIN.

+Tried to write verses of poetry for you and how he feels everytime that he sees you - which did not turn out very well, but he kept a rhyme and probably embarrassed himself reading them more than you did listening to them. However, as he makes a habit out of it, leaving you post-its or just simple scribbles of his ‘writing’, you find out that he also writes some other spicy ones (surprising better articulated) where he is sure you can’t see them and from which you get the idea that maybe he is very much into letting you give him head while he fingers you until you come on him and his leaking cock stuffs your throat, choking your moans.

Tendō, Osamu, Daichi,Akaashi, KITA, Ushijima, Kageyama, ARAN, Konoha, Hoshiumi.

every reblog and interaction is greatly appreciated!

© renaissansse, 2022.

alotofteez:

Smut Prompt List - Drabble Game

I have compiled a list of smut prompts/phrases from multiple different lists. For my drabble game, send up to 3 for any member of Ateez. In addition to smut, you may specify an extra genre such as angst, fluff, comedy, or whatever. Also, you may include a trope or an AU, like college au, idol au, neighbors au, coffee shop au, etc., or any existing story universes I have written if you would like. Since these are reader insert drabbles, please include reader’s pronouns!

1. “I’d hold onto something if I were you.”
2. “I love it when you moan my name”
3. “Just a little harder”
4. “Let me give you a reason to stay in bed”
5. “No panties?”
6. “I want you now”
7. “Use your tongue”
8. “Please don’t stop.”
9. “I can’t sleep without you here”
10. “Do you like that?”
11. “You need a place to stay for the night?”
12. “Spend the night with me”
13. “You can get louder, can’t you?”
14. “Look what you do to me.”
15. “I want to taste you.”
16. “Open your mouth.”
17. “If you want to come, you better beg.”
18. “That feels so good.”
19. “Don’t cum yet.”
20. “Strip. Now.”
21. “Take off your clothes.”
22. “Bite me”
23. “If you insist”
24. “Can you feel what you’re doing to me?”
25. “This is a one-time thing.”
26. “Tell me how you like it.”
27. “Get on your hands and knees, right now.”
28. “I just want to please you”
29. “All of my thoughts about you are improper.”
30. “I love it when you kiss my neck.”
31. “Don’t be gentle.”
32. “I’ve never wanted to fuck you more than I do right now.”
33. “You wanna have sex with me?”
34. “You’re not going out dressed like that”
35. “I’m afraid I can no longer remain professional.”
36. “Make me.”
37. “You’re mine.”
38. “I love it when you talk dirty.”
39. “I’ll let you do anything if you just touch me right now.”
40. “I’ve never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly”
41. “This is new.”
42. “Don’t give me that look.”
43. “Like what you see?”
44. “Stay quiet”
45. “I told you to stay still.”
46. “I promise I’ll be good.”
47. “Just shut up and fuck me.”
48. “You feel so good.”
49. “I want you inside me.”
50. “Maybe I need to remind you of your place.”
51. “I think I’ve made my intentions clear.”
52. “Be a good girl and spread your legs.”
53. “Don’t worry I’ll take good care of you.”
54. “I know a workout you might actually enjoy.”
55. “I had no idea you were into this kinda thing.”
56. “Don’t tempt me.”
57. “I want it to hurt.”
58. “I’ve never done this before.”
59. “Don’t be afraid. It’s just me.”
60. “I just want to feel something.”
61. “I swear I’m gonna fuck the next person that comes through that door.”
62. “Wanna join?”
63. “Mind if I join?”
64. “I’m either joining or watching, you pick.”
65. “Don’t make me take you home and punish you.”
66. “You’re more than just a one night stand”
67. “Don’t forget who you belong to.”
68. “Would you just shut up and kiss me already.”
69. “Try to stay quiet, understand?”
70. “We’re in public you know.”
71. “I didn’t know you were so sensitive.”
72. “Don’t be so rough there can’t be any marks.”
73. “I really don’t care. You still look hot and I’m trying not to fuck you senseless right now.”
74. “Are you sure? Once we start, I might not be able to stop.”
75. “No. I’m supposed to make you feel good.”
76. “Stop teasing me so much”
77. “Bed. Now.”
78. “I’m waiting.”
79. “You better watch your fucking mouth.”
80. “Did I say you could stop?”
81. “First one to make a noise loses”
82. “I love the way you look with my fingers inside you.”
83. “I guess I’ll just get off all by myself.”
84. “These walls are pretty thick which means you and I can be as loud as we want.”
85. “You look so good on your knees like that.”
86. “Did you touch yourself while I was gone?”
87. “If you leave the house wearing that, then the second you come home I’m bending you over the bed.”
88. “Mine.”
89. “We can’t do that here.”
90. “Don’t make me tell you twice.”
91. “Behave.”
92. “What did you just say?”
93. “Come here.”
94. “Watch me.”
95. “If you can’t sleep… how about we have sex?”
96. “Put that thing away.”
97. “If you interrupt me one more time— so help me god”
98. “Tell me what you want”
99. “Y-you’re not…. w-wearing anything under that are you?”
100. “Are you trying to turn me on or are you really that oblivious?”
101. “There is no way anyone is that innocent.”
102. “You taste like fucking candy.”
103. “The only way you’re getting off is on my thigh.”
104. “You make a sound and it’s game over.”
105. “I haven’t even touched you and you’re already wet.”
106. “Were you just masturbating?”
107. “What are you doing in my bed?”
108. “Want help with that?”
109. “Shut up!” “Why don’t you come over here and make me!”
110. “You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.”
111. “We’re not just friends and you know it.”
112. “What? Does that feel good?”
113. “I’m not jealous! It’s just…. you’re mine.”
114. “If we get caught I’m blaming you.”
115. “We have to be quiet.”
116. “Tell me that again.”
117. “You have no idea how much I want you.”
118. “If we weren’t in public right now, I’d have my head between your legs.”
119. “Say it.”
120. “If you don’t like my teasing, then why are you moaning?”
121. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you forget that guy’s name.”
122. “I really want to kiss you right now.”
123. “Wanna fuck?”
124. “You’re not taking me to bed. Ever.” “Who said it had to be on a bed?”
125. “How do I look?”
126. “Don’t fucking touch what is not yours.”
127. “We’re…. just friends.”
128. “Friends don’t do this kind of shit.”
129. “Friends don’t know the way you taste.”
130. “How quickly can you cum?”
131. “Think you could warm me up?”
132. “Touch me and you lose.”
133. “There are people here.”
134. “I want him to fuck you, so you know I can do it better.”
135. “I don’t care what you do, just fuck me.”
136. “Guess I’ll have to cum inside you then.”
137. “I don’t know what to do.” “Then let me teach you.”
138. “I’m not going to touch you unless you beg.”
139. “Wanna bet?”
140. “If I have to pull over, you won’t be able to walk for a week.”
141. “I know for a fact you can be a hell of a lot louder than that.”
142. “If we get caught, I’m killing you.”
143. “It’s not what it looks like!” “Yes, it is.”
144. “Show me.”
145. “Are you… trying to flirt with me?”
146. “I forgot my towel.”
147. “You’re naked, aren’t you?”
148. “Take it off slowly.”
149. “Can you help me with this zipper?”
150. “Come to my room, there’s this thing I wanna try.”
151. “I hope you know what that implies.”
152. “No one can ever find out about this.”
153. “Are these handcuffs?”
154. “Miss me?”
155. “What are you staring at?”
156. “I don’t feel like sleeping.”
157. “What are you going to do about it?”
158. “Why so shy?”
159. “Will you let us fuck you?”
160. “Don’t worry. I’ll make you feel really good.”
161. “You’re the one who aroused me, so let’s have some fun.”
162. “Why don’t we move this to the bed?”
163. “Would you like to go somewhere a little private?”
164. “I know the fastest way to release anxiety.”
165. “These are so wet. Aren’t you going to remove them?”
166. “Is this too much?”
167. “I need you. Now.”
168. “This feels dirty…” “Because it is.”
169. “Fuck.” “Already did.”
170. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?”
171. “Don’t pretend to be so innocent.”
172. “Move your hands.”
173. “I want you to touch yourself.”
174. “I dare you to fuck ____.”
175. “I’d be more than happy to show you a good time if you’re looking for one.”
176. “Hey, you awake?”
177. “I want you… here… right now.”
178. “Bend over and spread your legs.”
179. “I can’t hold back anymore.”
180. “Do it like you always do.”
181. “Oh don’t mind me. Just enjoying the view.”
182. “Your lips make me wonder what you taste like.”
183. “I don’t like being told what to do unless I’m naked.”
184. “I’ve been thinking about this all night.”
185. “Don’t cover your face, I want to see you.”
186. “You’re so beautiful all spread out like this, just for me.”
187. “Lay back.”
188. “I can’t believe how wet you are already.”
189. “Oh fuck me.” “That’s the plan.”
190. “The night’s still young.”
191. “Did I stutter?”
192. “It’s your fault I’m like this.”
193. “I’m going to remember this moment when I’m jerking off later.”
194. “I just took a shower, but I don’t mind taking a second one with you.”
195. “The only thing more beautiful than seeing you orgasm is seeing you smile.”
196. “Where do you think you’re going dressed like that? Your body is for my eyes only.”
197. “I love being with you like this.”
198. “I know you think about me at night.”
199. “Choose me.”
200. “Stop biting that fucking lip.”
201. “You’re blushing.”
202. “Can you not keep that damn tongue in your mouth?”
203. “Do you want to kiss as bad as I do right now?”
204. “Is that my shirt?”
205. “I don’t want you to stop.”
206. “Just once.”
207. “Can I hold your hand?”
208. “I can’t believe you talked me into this.”
209. “You heard me. Take. It. Off.”
210. “No one needs to know.”
211. “You were always the quiet one.”
212. “I had a dream like this once…”

Prompt Smut is back!

How will it work this time?

»I’ll be taking a maximum of FIVE prompts for each fandom, and I won’t be doing repeat characters (sorry!).

Apart from this limitations, you can just pick a character andsend it in an ask, with the number of the prompt you want, (please specify if you want specific pronouns), choosing from the ones here above! Please stay tuned for the requests. And now, enjoy!

No thoughts, just want Kageyama to sit on my lap, only to hug him from behind, and squeeze his middle as he blushes and pouts because he is not used to be treated like the baby he is.

—moon halo.

“Mh, what did you say?” he asks, shaking your bed violently, pounding deep into your hole - as if he can’t see you not wrecked by his own cock.

“Would you fancy for my likes to stop?” he asks again, non-chalantly, a deep growl in his rasping vocals, his breath just slightly, but unceremoniously ragged and his eyes fiery and oozing the heat he is using to melt you from inside. His cocky grin is a permanent feature of his face, but you can’t afford to be fooled. Not by him; not when any misstep would cost you your dignity, your mental peace, your pride. You certainly know that the only reason he is behaving confidently because his thick cock is making you moan your heart out, and tears are pooling right in the corner of the eye without your consent - as a reminder that being fucked by him is an honour, a privilege, a luxury you are privy to because for some fucking reason Tsukishima Kei decided that your pussy hugs him tight enough to have his breath hitched, and Kei loves that sensation just a bit more than he is willing to admit to himself.

You pussy is already clenching around Kei’s shaft, pulsating and making you feel lightheaded, but you try to resist what you know has been coming for a while; but you don’t want to give Kei the satisfaction of seeing you cum first, again, for the third time. But Kei isn’t just school smart, he is also one of the sharpest people you know, and the widening mocking curve of his lips tells you what his vocal chords don’t: he knows you are holding back.

Kei then lowers his head towards your ear, licking the outer shell, making your entire body you shiver, your toes curling for the amount of arousal wrecking through you body, your fists clenching the sheets - your nipples stiff and demanding, and his cock still pounding you in the way which will let itself be known the next day in your step, and the slow pace you lower yourself to your seat.

“It’s not like you to refrain,” Kei taunts evil and punishing, “don’t you want to cum?” And you’d like to answer that you do, you crave the sweet release and abandonment, the bliss of orgasm but you’re tight lipped and the yearning to close your eyes and scream is tempting you more each second. You dig your nails into his back instead and do your best to make your voice steadier than you’re sure it would sound if you were to talk right now: “I don’t see you coming either. You’re not satisfied enough?”

Clenching your pussy around him two times, quickly in a sequence, earns you a hiss - and a deeper thrust, a drill into your hips. “If you wanted to see, all you had to do was ask” Kei responds, and as soon as he is done talking you feel yourself emptied out, and Tsukishima Kei jerking himself off, white thick cum pooling on your stomach, with few drops spreading on your breasts and a single one, ending up right on your neck - warm. Now, it’s now a game anymore, just the ending of a day where the moon shines ove r your naked, dirty bodies, Kei fitting himself into your cunt once again, to finish the job. It takes a few thrusts, all of which you’re sure are calculated to the centimetre as all of them hit your G-spot with scary accuracy, and you’re rambling off to a forgotten God, blabbering non-sense, while Kei lets your ride your orgasm and goes to grab you a tissue instead.

“It wasn’t so bad to lower yourself to ask for something, wasn’t it?” Kei drawls, as he changes off his glasses and cleans your stomach from his own cum.

“One out of ten. Won’t do it again,” you answer him petty, because you’re not about to give Tsukishima Kei any more weapons than he already has against you.

“As long as you keep doing me, I can live with that,” Kei concludes, and you see his blonde hair tufts glowing in the moonlight, creating a halo around his head - making him look angelic for a split second. But you shake your head, and adjust yourself in order to rest for a few minutes, until your start to get wet again, as Kei’s fingers cross the foils of your sweet flesh, and his lips steal away another piece of you: as if what he has taken so far, was not enough. As if nothing you ever give him, is enough to satisfy his desires. Not now, not ever, not him.

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where they like to hold

hands

— yamaguchi, kageyama, osamu, akaashi, kuroo, asahi

face

— kita, hinata, kenma, nishinoya, semi, daichi, hanamaki

waist

— sakusa, iwaizumi, aone, suna, kunimi, yaku, shirabu

ass

— matsukawa, sugawara, tanaka, oikawa, konoha, atsumu, tendou

thighs

— aran, ushijima, tsukishima, bokuto, futakuchi, terushima

“just relax and let me take care of you baby”

— IWAIZUMI, ushijima, KITA, SUGAWARA, osamu, aran, KUROO, aone, sakusa

“i know you can take it”

— terushima, TENDOU, tsukishima, shirabu, FUTAKUCHI, tanaka

“please i promise i’ll be good”

— OIKAWA, nishinoya, ATSUMU, hinata, yaku, KUNIMI, yamaguchi, hanamaki

“use me however you like sweetheart”

— asahi, akaashi, MATSUKAWA, suna, KONOHA, kageyama, KENMA, daichi, BOKUTO, semi