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(s): Shiratorizawa Demons: Tendou, Ushijima, Semi, Shirabu x f!reader
Tags/tw: attempted noncon—no mc’s, death (Not Reader), blood, profanity, monster-fucking, alcohol consumption, foursome, double + triple pen, possessive behavior, mentions of past abuse, lots of tail stuff—beware, face-fucking
WC: 9.6k
A/N: This is my contribution to @miyarinrin’sFright Night Collab! It’s also the technical part one to my demon au! I’ve been working on it all month so I hope you guys enjoy it. Also forgive me if its a mess I didn’t give my beta’s enough time to get to it. The Italic scene is a flashback!
You don’t remember the outside world feeling so daunting. The wind that sweeps down the streets, causing tree branches to creak and sway, feels colder, ominous. The soft moonlight peeking out from the thin clouds used to be so entrancing, now simply baleful. Each crunching leaf and snapped twig makes your eyes dart around to survey your surroundings, carefully assuring yourself that you’re alone.
ATSUMU felt terribly desperate. he’s aware of how break ups were meant to hurt—how it’d leave you feeling so numb and void of emotions because everything just felt like it’s closing in on you. it hurts how he realized things wouldn’t be the same as before. there wouldn’t be a beaming smile to greet him nor the face of a lover he’s grown so in love with over the past few years. did it hurt you? he wonders. did it also hurt you when you found yourselves under a raging silence, realizing that you two were no longer together, no longer a couple? he wants to hate you, but believe him when he says he couldn’t find the will anywhere. what happened to having closure? you didn’t have to block his number like that. what happened to all the years of being together then? did that meant nothing to you? it’s such a wonder for him to think about how you two were able to go through a painful break up, yet it looked like he was the only one that suffered so much.
SEMI had been in a state of incredulity. it never really dawned to him how you two were no longer together. all he knew was there were sparking arguments, gazes that burned, and numbing pain that left him leaning against his front door. you’d come back eventually, won’t you? you didn’t mean it when you said we’re through, right? tell him it was a misunderstanding—lie to him, deceive him into believing that there was still love evident in what you two had. when he climbs into your shared bed, hugs your pillow close to his chest, and closes his eyes, would he find you looking at him in adoration the morning after? ah.. maybe he was still in denial. was this even normal? was it normal to feel no pain and instead, feel like your heart had gone numb? maybe that was it. maybe feeling so much pain from your break up had him looking into the void like a blank paper, tears welling up on the sides of his eyes. he’d break anytime soon, but for now, he’d have to process that maybe eventual would never happen. maybe you really did break things through with him and he just refuses to believe it.
OIKAWA wants to place all the blame on you for your break up, but when he sees you closing the door behind you, all the words had gone down—he was to blame. his gaze burned through the door as all the words that bottled up within him became indecipherable, what was he going to say again? i love you? i’m sorry? please come back to me? he always knew he wasn’t one for relationships, he carried a lot of burden from his past and never seemed to let them go. he wants to desperately tie his head around the thought that maybe meeting you made him push his burdens away and live freely without any restriction. and maybe his head was far too wrapped around it—far too gone that he realized amongst the ones he pushed away from his life was the one who made him learn how to fall in love again. so when he snaps from his daze of rainbows and sunshines, he couldn’t help but feel his mouth go dry. why couldn’t he reach for you or even call your name one last time just so he could apologize dearly? maybe he never really let go of his burdens, and instead, bottled them. and in return, it caused him to lose everything, including the love you two once had.
the moment you lay your head on top of his shoulder for the very first time, he completely freezes up in both surprise - but a good surprise!! -, happiness - he’s overjoyed that you feel so comfortable with him-, and simply because he didn’t want to disrupt you. sure, he couldn’t actually see your face in that position, but he knew that you looked as angelic as ever in that moment and why would he want to ruin that?? he’s your boyfriend and if his shoulder for a pillow you want, then it’s his shoulder for a pillow you get.
lowkey debating whether to whip out his phone and snap a picture of you
SUNA RINTARO:
the moment you lay your head on his shoulder, he lays his head on top of yours nonchalantly. continuing to scroll on his phone or debating whether or not to post the hilarious photo he captured of atsumu during their high school reunion. the loves the fact that you were closer to each other - he’s affectionate, but don’t you dare let his teammates know - and it would be easier for him to show you memes he found funny. every now and then, whenever he does this, he’ll turn his head so he’ll be able to kiss your cheek which is the cutest thing ever.
SEMI EITA:
the moment you lay your head on his shoulder, he asks you if you’re sleepy so you can sleep on his lap instead. he knew it was much more comfortable for you to be able to lean forward and hug him as you slept so he offered it to you. and he also knew how you loved to play with his hair as you drifted off to dreamland and having you face him while you slept would make that much, much easier. besides, it’s not like he’d mind having you sit on his lap and being able to hold you in his big arms.
also eita singing to you while you try to go to sleep AAAAAAAAH
USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI:
the moment you lay your head on his shoulder, he doesn’t seem to have much of a reaction. his usually stoic face remains, well, stoic. he doesn’t even blink. but you, and only you (actually, maybe tendo too tbh), the person who is closest to him - in both a physical manner and in a mental/emotional manner - would be able to see his tells which were proof that internally, he was, in fact, freaking out. the way the sparkle in his intense olive eyes return and the oh so soft speckle of pink dusting his cheeks and if you were to hold his hands, it’d be cold and clammy.
IWAIZUMI HAJIME:
the moment you lay your head on his shoulder, he wraps his arm around your shoulder so you can snuggle into him further. he adores it when you he can feel your nose nuzzling into his neck and breathing in his perfume – it smells not only musky, but also of iwaizumiandhome,because home is where the heart is, and wherever hajime went, to tokyo for a major league basketball team, or to osaka for the msby black jackals, whereveriwaizumi had and will always carry your heart with him.
immediately attacks your lips, kissable and pretty, it feels like it was made to be savored by him. he has a grip on your waist as he walks you backwards, leading you through the long hallways of your shared home and into his favorite room in the house: the bedroom. he continues to push you backwards until the back of your knees hit the bed though his lips has not left yours since he’s stepped foot through the front door. he’s been gone away for so so long and he’s been missing you dearly. he figures that there’s no better way to get reacquainted than this.
semi, SUNA, tsukishima
immediately lunges at you. you almost topple backwards, not just because of his momentum, but also because this man is huge.all muscle and all smiles for you, the person he’s lucky enough to call the love of his life. he bends down and nuzzles his face into your neck, then crushes you to his chest and you feel like you can’t breathe. it doesn’t matter though. you cannot get yourself to care. the only thing that matters is himis the fact that he’s homewith you. in his heart, he knows for sure that there’s no place he’d rather be.
