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nekoma finds out about your crush on kuroo

fic notes : kuroo x gn!reader, fluff, fake texts / smau

read more : inarizaki finds out about your crush on samu;seijoh finds out about your crush on iwa

from elle ! this one’s dedicated to the amazing @spiritingawaytoanime bc I saw your tags on the iwa one to do a kuroo one and my brain went brrrr >_< thank you so much for reading <3 reblogs are appreciated, they help a ton <3

Minors DNI

Yaku Morisuke x F!Reader

Wordcount:5.3k

Warnings: Alcohol Consumption, Dubcon, Voyeurism, over the pants handjob, thigh riding, mentions of cheating by other people, oral (female receiving), unprotected sex, slight breeding kink

Author’s Note: This is one of two pieces I am writing for the intoxicated collab. Big thanks to the other members who suggested I do this fic along with my Iwaizumi fic. Shoutout to Wing, Shae, and Psyche for betaing this for me. Thanks to Whorehouse for supporting my first dip into smut/dubcon.

Check out the other collabs on The Intoxicated Collab Masterlist

“Can you pick up more Everclear and whatever mixer you want on your way over?”

Picking up your phone to read Yaku’s text, you huff. He clearly didn’t plan it well if he needed you to pick up more, but also it wasn’t that bad since you could pick the mixer. Normally he decides on what is being mixed for the night, so it was a nice change. You shot back a quick text to tell him okay while you finished getting ready. In another room in your apartment, your two best friends were also getting ready. The three of you were close since your first year when you all lived on the same floor. 

It just happened that all three of you were now dating boys that were in the same frat. You had your beloved Morisuke, while your two friends were dating Iwaizumi and Oikawa respectfully. Although that didn’t stop them from joking about switching partners for a night to see what it would be like. From the whispers that Yaku heard, it might be that night since their boyfriends were possibly planning on switching tonight, girlfriends knowing or not. 

As you finished zipping up your skirt and adjusting your shirt, a soft knock was heard on your door.

“Come in!” Turning to see Azumi’s face peer through the door. All you had left was a bit of makeup before heading out. “What’s up?”

“You almost ready to head out? Tooru wants to know when to expect the three of us.” She was dressed similarly to you, her skirt a bit longer than yours. Her necklace being the most prominent thing she wore; a gift from Tooru for her birthday last year with his name on it. You asked Mori for one, and he promised you he would be getting you one soon enough. 

“Mori texted me that he needs me to stop and get more alcohol and mixer, so I will have to meet you guys there.”

“Oh, is he letting you pick the mixer this time? I’m amazed.”

“Yeah, he never does, but you two can go on ahead of me. I just have to stop by real quick and grab it.”

“If you say so, we will see you there.” She gave you a smile before closing your door, turning back to your mirror to finish putting on your makeup. Finishing off your look, you apply your favorite lipstick and eyeliner.

When you stopped to get more Everclear, you decided on lemonade this time, wanting to not taste the alcohol as much and instead just get as drunk as possible. There was a chance Yaku already had his drink mixed but wanted you to get your own. The two of you tended to not drink whatever was the main drink of the night. Not that he never let you, since before you two got together that was the only way you could get any drinks. Now that you were together, you shared whatever he bought.

Your arms were full, but you had texted your boyfriend that you were almost there, smiling as you saw him waiting outside.

“Angel, there you are, let me get those.” He hurried towards you, taking the bottles from you before ushering you in. “Let’s go get your drink mixed and say hi to everyone.”

It didn’t take long for you and Yaku to determine your spot for the night. Most of the time you two just watched everyone else’s interactions while you two got drunk, but it never failed for you two to somehow put on a tiny show before disappearing for the night. Most newcomers to their parties always felt a little awkward when your shows happened, while those who were around more often were used to the display and knew that it meant you both were going to disappear soon.

You spotted your two best friends with their significant others by the tub for the jungle juice. Yaku laughed at the face you made of disgust. He knew you hated jungle juice mainly because you have had one too many bad experiences with it, although it was one of those bad experiences that led you and Yaku to grow closer and eventually date. Since that night, Yaku made you share his drinks with him, even before you got together. You introduced your friends to their now boyfriends, and now the three of you were staples at these parties. 

As people began to arrive, you took your spot on Yaku’s lap, looking around and making small talk with people as they came up. You each had your cup of alcohol, Yaku’s hand securely on your hip, his thumb rubbing small circles just under the hem of your shirt.

“Angel, did you hear what Iwa and Oikawa are planning for tonight?” He leaves a small kiss on your shoulder before looking up at you and taking a drink.

“Yeah, switching partners for the night. Not that my best friends know what to expect, but I don’t think they will mind.” A smirk rested upon your face as you took a drink, it amused you to see Yaku raise his eyebrow at your statement.

“You know something I don’t? Are you saying the girls also planned this?” He set his drink to the table next to you both as he brought you down for a quick kiss.

Wrapping your free arm around his neck, you brought your mouth close to his ear. “In case you didn’t know, the girls were discussing what it would be like to switch men for a night anyways.” You give him a quick kiss to his temple before sitting back upright.

“Who knew that the four of them would be thinking the same thing?”

Before you could respond, Atsumu wandered up to you both. “Four of who? Iwa, Oikawa, and their girls?”

“Yeah, ‘Tsumu, looks like we get some entertainment tonight.” Yaku took another drink while Atsumu sat down next to you both.

“Ya not wantin’ in on their plans, Mori?” Atsumu nudged his friend a bit, ignoring the glare.

“You know he doesn’t like to share, ‘Tsumu, don’t tease Mori.” You could feel Yaku’s grip on your hip tighten as his fingers dug into the fabric of your skirt. “Even if he did, it wouldn’t be with those two or anyone from this frat at least.”

“I know he won’t share ya, but now I’m curious if he did, who it would be with.” Atsumu took a swig of his beer before making eye contact with Yaku once more. The two were a close pair, but not as close as Yaku was with Kuroo.

“Well, if I had to share… let me think.” You knew what his answer would be, and it was all to get under Atsumu’s skin. “I would have to say ‘Samu. At least he isn’t part of this frat.” 

You couldn’t help but almost giggle at Atsumu’s face. The last thing he wanted to know was the fact that Yaku would willingly share you with his own brother. 

“Don’t be upset, ‘Tsumu. I’m sure if you asked Iwa or Oikawa, they’d be willin’ to share with you as well.” You took your hand and gently ruffled the blond’s hair before taking another drink. If there was one thing you knew, it was that Yaku and Atsumu respected one another and were good friends outside of their little bickers. 

“Ya know they wouldn’t let me. Maybe Oikawa, but Iwa wouldn’t let me come within five feet of his girl.” His frown was evident, and you knew that you should try and cheer him up. 

“I’ll try and talk to Iwa if everything goes well for them tonight. How ‘bout that, ‘Tsumu?” Satisfied with that answer, he got up, giving you a pat on the head and Yaku a nod while he went to find his possible hookup of the night.

It was a comfortable silence for a few minutes while you and Yaku looked on at everyone else, watching as they all were slowly getting more drunk and their inhibitions were getting lower. It didn’t take long before you both saw Oikawa wander off to another part of the house with Iwa’s girlfriend.

While you tried to see exactly where they went, you felt a soft tap to your chin, looking towards Yaku. “You want a shot, angel? I’ll share with you.” He knew the answer to that question as a bright smile spread across your face, along with a nod. 

Removing his hand from your hip, he leaned over to grab the bottle of Everclear that you both would use later should you need more mixed drinks. Unscrewing the cap, Yaku brought the bottle up to his lips and drank some, keeping a bit in his mouth. After placing the bottle down, he gently grabbed your chin and brought you in for a kiss, his tongue asking for entrance into your mouth. As soon as you do, he pushes the alcohol from his mouth to his, breaking the kiss after to let you swallow. As soon as you finished, you pulled him back in for another kiss, trying to fight for dominance for once. He humored you for a moment before turning the tables, earning a small giggle from you once you broke apart. 

“Let me know when you want another shot, angel.” He smiled at your nod, before you took a drink from your own cup. Noticing it was half empty, you reached down to grab your bottles. Yaku made sure that your skirt didn’t ride up too high while you bent down. While he would like to enjoy the view, he wasn’t willing to let others see. 

“You want any, Mori?” 

“Nah, you enjoy your lemonade and Everclear. Don’t want to take any from you.” 

As you went on, you could see Iwa and Azumi get up to play beer pong. Nudging your boyfriend in the side, you tilted your head towards their direction knowing that they were going to be competing not only with the other team but with each other.

“I can sense the sexual tension between them already.” 

“Mhm, it’s only a matter of time before it snaps and they wander off to either his room or Tooru’s.” You took the chance to turn in Yaku’s lap to face him, your skirt flaring out around your legs.

“I give them ten minutes after the game.” Once again, he rested his hand on your hip, his fingers slipping ever so slightly below the hem of your shirt to rub small circles in your skin.

“I give it until she drags him to dance, you know how she is. Once she gets drunk enough and she starts dancing, that’s her queue.” Leaning forward, you press a soft kiss to his forehead. “It is how she met Tooru if you remember, she got drunk enough to just dance and ended up dancing with him before they wandered off.”

“That is true, while we met because you needed someone to take care of your sick self after drinking too much jungle juice.” He took another sip before chuckling at your pout. You hated whenever he brought that up. It was one of your least presentable moments. 

“That’s embarrassing and you know it.”

“If anything, it led me to sharing my drinks with you, and from there, us dating.”

“That is very true, but I wish you met me when I wasn’t throwing up in the bathroom.”

“Don’t act like I never noticed your pretty self, I just didn’t know how to talk to you. That accidentally gave me the perfect chance.” Removing his hand from your hip, he brought it up to gently stroke your cheek. The two of you had admired each other from afar, both too shy to talk to the other.

As you finished your next drink, you saw your best friend drag Iwa to dance. “Here we go, turns out I was right.” Yaku looked to the side around your shoulder to see Iwa being dragged to dance. He huffed in annoyance that you were right. Although Azumi was your best friend so you knew their tendencies better than him.

The two of you watched them dance before Iwa made his move. Yaku’s gaze flickered to you as you choke slightly on how straightforward he was, going as far as to place his hand on her throat. “Never knew he could be so…”

“Blunt in his actions?” Nodding slightly at Yaku before turning your gaze back to the pair in question. From there it only took another minute or so until you watched as they wandered off in the direction of Oikawa’s room. “Nothing like fucking your best friend’s girl in his own room it seems.” Yaku sighed before resting his hand back on your hip, squeezing lightly.

“There goes our fun for the night, since no one else is trying to hook up with their friend’s girlfriend.” You smiled as Yaku poured more into your cup. He wasn’t one to let your cup be completely empty, but sometimes it did happen.

“Unless we see ‘Tsumu or someone else try and fail to get laid. ‘Tsumu will probably succeed though because it’s him.”

The two of you went back to watching what was happening around you. A few of your mutual friends wandered up to make short conversations with you both, not wanting to linger around too long just in case that you happened to get horny. By this point, you had drank nearly half a bottle of everclear on your own, not counting the ‘shots’ that Yaku gave you.

“Open.” It was simple but you knew what was going to happen. He took another swig of everclear and proceeded to basically spit the liquid into your mouth. Some still ended up on your skirt and his shirt, and some even clung to his chin. Before he had a chance to bring his hand up to wipe it off, in your haze you leaned forward to gently gather the liquid with your tongue before bringing him into a kiss.

Yaku could tell just from the kiss alone that you were done drinking for the night after this cup, but also that you were becoming desperate for him. The gentle rock of your hips not going unnoticed though the last five minutes.

Pulling away, one of his hands came to rest on your cheek. “Someone becoming a bit desperate?” He took pride in the small whine that escaped your lips made him smile. “Does my angel want to put on a show for everyone around us?” His thumb rubbing along your cheek before swiping towards your lips. As if on some silent command, you brought his thumb into your mouth, looking sweetly at him before he pulled away.

“If you want me to fuck you tonight, I want you to cum once before we disappear. Think you can do that?” He heard a faint yes before starting to shuffle himself and then you. Moving one leg out from under you so you were resting on one of his thighs. “Can you cum just from my thigh? If you do, I promise I’ll fuck you however you want.”

Your breath hitched at the promise of being fucked how you wanted, not that Yaku was a selfish lover. But you both knew that when you were given the chance to decide, that it lit a spark inside of you. This wasn’t a challenge, you had cum on his thigh before, but those times he also touched you. During these moments, when you would put on a show to anyone who happened to gaze your way, Yaku only ever left his hands on your ass, hips, or thighs. Refusing to touch you where you needed him most.

“Need you Mori… “ it was breathless, and barely above a whisper, but Yaku heard it over the sound of the music playing around you. “Want you inside me.”

“If you want me inside you, then you need to be a good girl for me, you can do that right?” He brought his hand under your chin to force you to look at him in the eyes. They were soft but you knew he meant it, he wanted you to be a good girl.

“‘M a good girl, promise Mori.” Your gentle pout about the fact that he was unsure of your ability to be good for him brought a soft smile to his face.

“You’re always such a good girl, the prettiest girl for me. You never disappoint me.” He let his hand fall to rest back on your thigh, his fingers gently brushing against the inside of your thigh. “The sooner you start your little show, the sooner I can be inside you.”

Gently nodding your head. You placed a hand on either side of his head, steadying yourself as you began to gently rock back and forth. It would take you a bit to get over the feeling of being watched. Not that you minded an audience, you just needed to get into a rhythm and focus on chasing your own high against your boyfriend. 

Pressing your forehead against his, you could faintly hear his praises as you started to set a pace that was comfortable for you that you could keep without his help. At the same time, you could feel the stares of others around you, mostly of those who might not be used to seeing this display at a party. Faint praises of ‘look at you’, ‘such a good girl’, and ‘look at you putting on a show’.

You knew internally that the pace you were going at wasn’t enough to get you to cum, or at least it would take you longer than you wanted. “M-mori, please touch me somewhere… please.”

Who was he to deny you when you sounded so pretty and out of breath. He could see that the longer you were grinding on him, that the more you became aroused and needy. While he wouldn’t actually touch you where you needed him most, he knew that even brief touches elsewhere would do the job for now.

“If that’s what my pretty baby needs, then how can I deny her?” Setting down his cup on the table beside him, he ran his hands up your thighs, slipping under your skirt. He felt the way your body reacted to his touches, especially since he could feel how wet you were getting. Deciding to plant his hands on your ass, pulling you forward, making you grind down harder than you had been. He smirked as he watched your face twist with pleasure, a gasp escaping your lungs. 

He leaned forward to plant kisses along your collarbone and neck. “My pretty baby, you make the most beautiful sounds. To think they are all mine too, it’s a gift to those watching.” He loved feeling your hands move to tug at his hair, the other trailing down his chest. This was your favorite pair of parties, and while he would tell you he wouldn’t touch you, it always ended up with him basically starting to rip your clothing off before you finished. 

It was hard to keep your hands to yourself as you ground yourself against his thigh, and with one hard tug on his hair, he got the message and started to randomly flex his thigh. Sending jolts of pleasure spirling through your body. It was almost like a practiced routine, the timing between when you would move forward and when he would flex his thigh.

You could feel the lingering stares, and in the distance you could swear you heard Atsumu make a side comment. Not that you could understand with the way you were feeling and starting to be blissed out on pleasure. Feeling Yakus lips on your neck, while his hands occasionally squeezed your ass, daring to reveal your ass to the party with each movement. The flexing of his thigh sends you closer and closer to your orgasm.

Another tug of his hair earns you the pleasure of hearing his grunt. Although it earned a bite to your collarbone from your lover. Your other hand moved to wander under his shirt, feeling your way back up as you ground your hips harder on his thigh. Tugging on his hair again to bring him into a sloppy kiss, little moans escaping your mouth before separating to catch your breath. His teasing of the possibility of the rest of the party seeing your ass and panties drove you to teasing of your own.

Leaning your head to kiss along his jaw and neck, letting your hand gently fall back down along his chest. Sucking just below his ear, a spot you knew would drive him wild. As your hand dropped down, you started to palm him through his shorts, feeling how hard he already was just from the little show you were putting on. He loved when other people watched you, knowing full well that you were his, and no one else could have you like this. You were his good girl, even if there were times you were a massive brat and tease.

Although you knew he wasn’t minding what you were doing, you could feel how shaky his breath was as you pressed slightly harder as you reached the head, while you continued to kiss and suck along his neck and jaw. As you reached a very sensitive spot, you felt a swift smach to your ass, causing a small yelp to leave your mouth as you leaned back to look at Yaku.

“Don’t get too ahead of yourself angel.” Taking one hand, he brought it up to gently grab a chunk of hair at the base of your neck, pulling you back into a kiss. He couldn’t hold back a moan as you basically wrapped your hand around his cock through his shorts. He tried to resist rutting into your hand as you continued palming him. He could tell you were getting closer to your orgasm as your hips started to stutter a bit as you moved. “Are you getting close princess? Soon you’ll get your reward.”

The idea of being able to slip away from everyone soon brought a soft smile to your face. Your brain was starting to become hazy due to how close you were. Yaku returned to pressing kisses to your neck, sucking hard on the skin to leave little marks. While he wasn’t going to touch your cunt, the hand on your ass forced you to move faster and harder along his thigh. He was getting just as impatient as you were. 

Deciding to be bold, and test your luck, you slowly moved your hand to Yakus waistband, attempting to slide your hand below the fabric. You stopped when you felt a nip at your neck, understanding that this was not the place for that. “Mori… Can we just slip away, need you now.”

“Once you finish we can, I know you need a little more of a push.” Releasing the grip on your hair, Yaku slipped his hand below the hem of your skirt, letting his fingers trace your inner thigh before ghosting over your panties. “I don’t want to wait so we can play this game another day.” Pressing more kisses to your neck as he brought his fingers to rub on your clit through your panties. He knew that it wouldn’t take long for you to come undone at this point. Between the hard and fast pace that was set, his fingers circling your clit, and him kissing and sucking on the sensitive parts of your neck, it would only be a matter of time.

After about another minute or two, you had to grab onto his shoulders to keep yourself upright as you came undone. Biting into Yaku’s shoulder to keep your cries quiet, while Yaku kept gently circling your clit to help you ride through your high, the pace now gentle as you semi-collapsed against him.

Turning his head to gently kiss your temple, a smile on his face. “You did so good for me angel, let’s head back to our room now. Just wrap your arms around my shoulders and don’t let go.” Giving another soft kiss before gently repositioning you. He didn’t care to leave your drinks behind, at this point you were both drunk off alcohol and arousal. 

Yaku got up, in the process helping you stand as well, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as he started to make his way back to the room you two basically shared. He made brief eye contact with Atsumu before disappearing into the crowd.

In order to get to his room, he had to pass Oikawa’s. Unsure if he would hear any noises coming from within or if you both had finished yet. He raised an eyebrow as he heard your best friend moaning out for Iwa, in contrast to hearing her beg for Oikawa. “Seems like they are having fun, huh angel?” He felt your nod against his shoulder before continuing on. He was thankful he kept his door unlocked and slightly ajar for instances like this. Closing the door behind him, he made his way towards the bed, helping you sit down. It didn’t take long for you to lay back against the bed and look up at him with a small pout, all because he hadn’t joined you yet. 

He thought you were beautiful like this, tears on your waterline from the pleasure you felt, eyes glazed and filled with lust. You were always beautiful but he loved seeing you like this. Although he knew you were both impatient for this. Your arms reached for him as you pulled him back down for a kiss. Using his arms to keep himself above you. 

Breaking away enough for you both to catch your breath. “Let me make you feel good angel. It’s the least I can do since you put on a wonderful show.” Your gentle nod was all it took for him to break from your hold. Taking off his shirt while you did the same, you just admired the way his neck was adored with little marks from you, all while Yaku started to work your panties and skirt off you, while you had unhooked your bra and tossed it somewhere else in the room. Pulling him back in for a kiss as he rid you of the last of your clothing.

He could sense your impatience as he felt your hands wander down to start unbuttoning his shorts. Chuckling softly against your lips, he pulled back to finish what you had started, leaving him in just his boxers. After tossing his pants somewhere in his room, he leaned back down to give you a rough kiss, one of his hands resting on your hip while his other arm was used to keep him hovering above you. 

It didn’t take long for Yaku’s kisses to move to your jaw and neck. Enjoying the sounds you made as he lightly sucked and bit at the sensitive skin. The hand that rested in your hip came up to grope at one of your breasts, massaging the soft flesh before pinching your nipple, causing a gasp to leave you in surprise. After leaving a few more bites on your neck, Yaku left a trail of kisses down to your other breast, taking the other nipple into his mouth. Rolling his tongue over it and occasionally pulling back to gently blow air on it, making you shiver. He felt your hands tangled in his hair, and how you were lightly pulling on it as he teased you slightly. 

He placed a hand back on your hips to stop you from grinding against him, whispering for you to behave and have some patience. Once he gave attention to both breasts, he continued trailing kisses along your stomach and down to your hips. Giving a gentle bite to one hip before settling himself on his knees between your legs. Resting either of your thighs on his shoulders. 

“Is this okay angel?” He had one eyebrow raised as he waited for your answer. You knew a headnod wouldn’t be good enough for a response.

“Y-yeah, it’s okay. Please Mori, need you.” It was almost breathless but it was enough for him. He started to trail kisses down the inside of one thigh towards your core. The closer he got, the hotter you swore you felt. His kisses ignited fire where he kissed. Once he reached your cunt, he simply smiled. He knew you could feel his breath along your slit and he knew it would drive your crazy. Having to use his hands to keep your hips from bucking towards him. 

He wanted to hear you do some begging. Choosing to take one hand and gently run a single fingertip along the outside of your slit, avoiding it completely. The whine that left you sounded like pure desperation as he noticed you sit up on your elbows to look at him.

“Mori… please. Please touch me, I’ll be your good girl.” He gave a kiss to your thigh while maintaining eye contact with you, before chuckling to himself.

“Then lay back and let me treat you like the princess you are.” He waited until you laid back before giving your thigh another kiss. Then gently he brought his tongue to lick up your slit before rolling it around your clit. He could hear the sigh that you let out as he finally was where you needed him. 

Maybe it was the alcohol in your system, or the experience that he had with your body, but you couldn’t help but feel a heightened pleasure. Gripping his hair as a gasp escapes from you once more. He snaked one hand up to start putting one finger in your hole, slowly finding the spots you cannot reach. You knew he loved whenever you squeezed his head with your thighs, so he never made an attempt to keep them apart.

It didn’t take long for you to relax and him to fit another two fingers in, moving to find that sweet spot that makes you buck against his face. He could tell you were getting close as your moans got louder and you squeezed his head harder. He wanted you to come undone before he relieved himself, and it only took a little more pressure and him sucking and circling your clit with his tongue to feel you lock up as you came.

Giving one more kiss to the inside of your thigh before standing up. Leaning over to press a soft kiss to your lips while giving his cock a few pumps. “Ready angel?” He peppered kisses to your face as he waited for your soft ‘yes’. 

After your answer left your lips, he lined himself up and pushed the tip into your hole slowly. Wanting you to feel the stretch as he filled you up. Eventually bottoming out, waiting for you to adjust and give him the go ahead to start moving. His forehead resting on yours, whispering sweet nothings to you. 

“Move Mori…” That was all it took for him to start moving his hips. Starting out slow and slowly increasing to a fast and rough pace. Locking your legs around his waist as he leaned down to bite and suck at your chest once more. At this point, Yaku was chasing his own high, the alcohol causing his pace to be slightly sloppy. The sound of Yaku’s skin slapping into yours filled the room along the moans escaping you both. 

As Yaku’s pace became sloppier and more forceful, you knew he was coming close to his end. “Inside Mori, want you inside.” Hearing those words caused Yaku to pound into you harder, almost like he was intending to mark you as his forever. A few more pumps before he stilled inside you, letting his cum paint your insides before collapsing on top of you, rolling over with you in his arms, letting his cock soften inside you.

“I love you angel, but let this be a reminder that I won’t share.”