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pornography warning ⚠︎ some links may not work.

instead of writing some heavy detailed smut, why not provide some porno links saved in my twitter bookmarks contributing to my brain rot ? 😩

GOJO

the sudden need to thigh fuck you

tying you up and torturing you with your vibrator

from late night cuddling to sitting on his face

NANAMI

breeding his pretty baby

teasing your pussy knowing how sensitive you are

bound and fucked after a stressful day of working

TODO

full nelson position with him

deep throat training

growing desperate everytime he thrusts

CHOSO

throwing you over his lap just to play with your pussy

fingering + nipple play

rough and possessive sex till you hit mind break

GETOU

dom!getou and disobeying him

riding him like there’s no tomorrow

exhibitionism during your honeymoon

TOJI

sex at the dinner table ft. size kink

sucking off a random, attractive stranger like him in public

filling your cunt so deep you can’t think straight

KAMO

eating you out for hours that you become overstimulated

making love on the couch

booking a motel nearby just to fuck him all night

SUKUNA

recklessly fucking you in the woods

releasing his frustrations out on you in his favorite position

using you as if you’re nothing but a hole

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『 JUJUTSU KAISEN 』

𝑭𝑰𝑪𝑺

⤷ BIRTHDAY SEX ⚠︎ nanami, gojo, getou, choso, toji. 3.5k.

⤷ GAME NIGHT ⚠︎ getou, gojo, nanami, toji. 4.6k.

⤷ SPECIAL TREATMENT ⚠︎ doctor!nanami. 3.2k.

⤷ THE PRIORESS ⚠︎ priest!getou x nun!reader. 1.4k.

⤷ GOD’S WHORE ⚠︎ incubus!toji x f!reader masterlist.

𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑹𝑺𝑻𝑺 + 𝑫𝑹𝑨𝑩𝑩𝑳𝑬𝑺

JJK MEN X NSFW LINKS

SATOSUGU FIGHTING OVER THE VIBRATOR REMOTE

TOJI SNEAKING INTO YOUR BRIDAL SUITE

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messy

pairing: k. sakusa x fem!reader

genre: drabble, smut, 18+ mdni

word count: ~850

warnings: face riding, sloppy wet oral

a/n: i do not know anything but sakusa kiyoomi. he is all i think about and i am unfortunately not kidding.

hymn: pink + white by frank ocean

You feel so wet and soft against his quivering, unassured mouth.

His tongue has been carded in between the lips of your pussy for what feels like the latter part of a decade, Kiyoomi’s so hard it hurts. His boner has gone from a minor ache to a major problem, pressed tightly against his zipper. He can’t get himself to reach down to adjust, that would mean letting go of you.

It’s been about 15 minutes since kissing dragged the two of you to lie on Kiyoomi’s perfectly pressed bedspread. He tumbled onto the fabric and you were quick to fall on top of him. Your body fits so perfectly above his own. You against him makes him feel things like never before. The touch of others has always felt like a hot, angry rash against his skin. An allergy, an itchy burn that he does his best to escape.

Your skin feels like a honeyed balm. Kiyoomi wants to lean in. He wants to hold you, he wants to ruin you.

He doesn’t remember exactly when he had pulled you up so his nose could brush against your clit, your knees hook over his shoulders. His own arms wrap around the back of your thighs, hands eclipsing your ass.

Your hips stutter at first, only grinding down shallowly. Movements careful and unsure even though every nerve in your body screams to sit down fully. Kiyoomi growls from under you, pulling you to his mouth completely. He gives you a quick swat, the almost playful smack to your ass calms some tension in the air. You relax into the mouth of your captor.

You can feel the tips of his fingers as they blindly explore your cunt. He’s clumsy at first, nervous, but finds a rhythm quickly. His tongue and mouth work against you like he’s starved. Kiyoomi’s usually prickly demeanor melts down the sides of his face and chin. Slick is lapped up like he’s found an oasis between your legs. It tastes better than he has always imagined.

“O-Omi, s’feels so good.”

Those words sound better than anything he’s ever heard, fuck, he wants you to scream.

Your slurred, round words have Kiyoomi craning his neck upwards, tongue digging in even farther. He wants it all— he wants it messy and dribbling down his chin.

He wants your mess, all of it.

The muffled, almost desperate call of your name vibrates around your kiss-swollen cunt, “Cum on my face, I need to feel it.”

His next words have you bucking into the stubble on his jaw with new resolve.

“Please, please.”

The muscles in your thighs shake, clamping around Kiyoomi’s head in a feeble attempt to lessen the pressure building in your core. You know what this feeling is, you know where your orgasm is climbing.

Two long fingers curled into your g-spot turn into three— pumping in and out at an angle that has you muffling a wail.

You don’t know his neighbors, but they’ll definitely remember Kiyoomi’s name as it’s screamed like prayer.

“Omi, I’m— I’m close I can’t— you need to let me down.”

His grip on you is cemented in place, his tongue, first unsure and explorative, now wips against you like second nature.

“I’m gonna cum, Omi. Gonna cum on y-you.”

Your words sound choppy and far away. Nothing feels real except Kiyoomi. His pistoning, squelching fingers; his tongue as it lashes against your clit like he’s trying to pick a fight. The way he pulls you in even closer every time you try to pull away.

You’re babbling with each stroke against that spongy patch Kiyoomi’s disastrously beautiful fingers won’t let up on. Stretched around three of his digits and relentless proded, there’s no way you can hold out any longer.

He’s not faring much better, each lick and nibble against your most intimate skin has him drunk. Everything that usually tells him to keep others at arms distance is no where to be found. All he knows— all he wants to know— is the sounds you make when he sucks on your clit.

A string of warnings slip part your teeth, boneless and unconvincing. A chanting.

“I’m gonna make a mess Omi. Gonna- make a m-mess.”

Kiyoomi bucks up into nothing, jeans straining, boxers definitely stained in pre-cum.

He wants it, he wants it all over him. He’ll take every drop he can.

“Good. Fucking do it.”

His command has your spine snapping back into a sharp curve, your fingers curling into his hair and pulling tightly. You break on top of him, gushing against his awaiting mouth. You cum so hard you can feel a soreness in your abs. Every nerve in your body catches fire, your skin must feel red hot from what’s underneath.

Kiyoomi doesn't stop, he’s not sure he can. You topple to the side, legs unable to keep you hovered over his mouth. You fall and Kiyoomi follows, diving back into your twitching hole. The soft cries and sporadic jerking of your legs only emboldens the starving man.

He’s not done, he’s tasted his first sip.

Now he wants to drown.

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Jealous Fuck Buddy Kiyoomi

☀︎︎ Pairing: Sakusa Kiyoomi x reader

☀︎︎ Alternate prompt: Jealous Fuck Buddy Satori

☀︎︎ Wc: 3.8 k words

☀︎︎ Genre: smut with fluff at the end 

☀︎︎ Warnings: nsfw, public sex, degradation, oral (f receiving), bit of angst

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Jealous Fuck Buddy Sakusa Kiyoomi

Pairing: Sakusa Kiyoomi x reader

Summary: You’re in a ‘just fuck no strings attached’ relationship with the both of you secretly having feelings for each other. Having found out you have history with Atsumu during practice, he can’t contain his jealousy as he fucks you in the shower room. 

Wc: 3.8 k words

Genre: smut with fluff at the end 

Warnings: nsfw, jealous rough sex, degradation, not rlly without consent but kinda (?)  

Requests are open

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𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙢 𝙚𝙛𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩 — olympic team / fem reader

[ atsumu, sakusa, suna, kageyama, gao, bokuto, hinata, iwaizumi, oikawa ]

the stress of the first match seems to be taking a toll on the team’s spirit, and you refuse to sit and watch them fail when you know you can be of help. but can you really handle all of them?

(or, where you end up having a gang bang with 8 professional volleyball players, and 1 athletic trainer)

⥅ word c. 7,928

⥅ warnings. sub reader, gang bang, foursomes, voyeurism?, fellatio, cum play, vaginal penetration, anal, unprotected sex, creampie, facial, size + stomach bulging kink, praise kink, mild degradation, double penetration, pussy job (for like, one second), double vaginal penetration, fingering, squirting, overstimulation, someone passes out, aftercare

⥅author n. brought to u thanks to this tweet + @kmorgzz​ who suggested adding iwaoi to the mix

special mention to my wife and love of my life, runa. @tsumue​ u had me laughing at 4am as i read ur comments in the google doc. i don’t know what i’d do without u, tysm for beta and putting up with me for the past week ♡ 

ps. im v sorry if ur fave didn’t make the cut (╥_╥) i added the ones im more familiar with, in terms of writing

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— good girl | tetsurō kuroo (m.)

pairing: kuroo/reader

genre: smut

wordcount: 𝟷𝟺𝟺𝟼

cw: pure pwp, established relationship

tags: dom!kuroo, sadistic!kuroo, sir!kuroo, strong dom/sub dynamtic, subspace, dirty talk, blowjob, deepthroating, facefucking, pet  names, degradation/humiliation, praise kink,  dacryphilia, some aftercare

note: this is an kuroo au i like to call ‘sadistic sir kuroo’. he’s rlly mean lmao. thank you to my friend @atsushimi​ for her help in cultivating this kuroo!

— you’re determined to prove to your dom, kuroo, you’re a good girl who can suck his cock well.

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Kuroo looked down at where you were kneeling on the floor between his spread thighs. His jeans were unbuttoned with his cock out, his large hand wrapped around the thick length as he leisurely stroked himself. 

Precum dripped from the tip, down the shaft to meet his hand and he hummed. Your eyes followed it, subconsciously licking your lips at the phantom taste of him on your tongue. 

“What is it, kitten?” he purred, cocky smirk on his lips as he gave himself a generous squeeze, “You want something?”

“Wanna suck your cock,” you whimpered submissively, resting your cheek against his knee. 

He chuckled, brushing his hand through your hair, angling the tip of his cock towards you, “Go ahead then. Better make it good.”

You grinned joyously, taking the head of him into your mouth with a sigh. Your eyes fluttered back into your skull as you finally tasted him. You set a pace you knew he enjoyed, making sure to keep your hands away lest you be punished. 

He was being kind enough to let you suck his cock, giving you the privilege of sucking him off. You didn’t want to sully it by being bad.

You took as much as you could, a little more than half of his length. He sighed, head tipping back in pleasure as the head of his cock reached the back of your throat. You pulled away quickly to avoid gagging and suctioned your mouth around him, bobbing your head in a rhythm you knew he would appreciate. 

“Hm,” he looked down at you, one eye concealed by the mess of hair, a brow quirked, “I don’t think you’re doing good enough, kitty.”

You whined, the idea of him being left unsatisfied making your heart plummet. You worked even harder but his face didn’t change, in fact he began to look more and more disinterested. Suddenly you pulled off, licking your lips to chase the taste of him.

“U-Use my mouth how you want to, Sir,” you whispered. 

His eyes flashed, “Are you sure? Do you think you can take it, kitten? You know I like to get rough with that pretty throat of yours.”

“I-I can take it, I promise Sir!” you reassured, sealing your lips around his cock once more.

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— size kink headcanons 2 [haikyuu!!]

ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs: ᴜsʜɪᴊɪᴍᴀ, ᴛᴇɴᴅᴏᴜ, ᴇɪᴛᴀ, sʜɪʀᴀʙᴜ + sᴀᴋᴜsᴀ.

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-ˏ͛ shiratorizawaˏ͛-

— wakatoshi ushijima.

∴ hes a big guy so ∴ as expected…. ∴ lit biggest dick of the team. ∴ but he’s actually pretty fuckin clueless about it too ∴ he isn’t actively aware there’s such thing as a size kink ∴ so he doesn’t actually have the kink ∴ but u do. so. ∴ welcome to the life ushiwaka.

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“y-you’re so big toshi…” you whined, hands on his shoulders.

“i know,” he breathed, holding your hips to support you.

half his cock was buried inside of you and the stretch was aching. you could feel him reaching places no one else ever had. letting out a breath, you felt your eyes roll to the back of your head as you ground your hips in a circle. he hit that glorious spot inside you and you clenched tight around him.

he groaned, eyes fixated on your cunt. the way you were stretched wide around him, not even taking his whole length yet had his cock throbbing. you were so small compared to him, so fragile. he could break you if he wanted to.

yet there you were, losing yourself on his cock, slowly easing yourself down so you could take in more of his length.

“good girl,” he whispered, moving his hand to circle your clit with his thumb until you finally bottomed out, settling in his lap. your walls seized around him and he had to bite his lip to keep from moaning when he realized you were cumming.

— satori tendou.

∴ he likes size kink mostly bc he’s a bit of a sadist ∴ like he knows you struggle to take his dick ∴ and he knows it sometimes hurts ∴ seeing that pain on your face ∴ it’s euphoric to him ∴ and boy is he evil about it ∴ his dirty talk??? foul. filthy. humiliating ∴ he could make you cry from half the shit he says ∴ lil sadistic babie

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When One Cheats 

☾ pairing: oikawa x reader

☾ request: oikawa cheating on s/o and feeling like the worst person ever afterwards cause he always feared doing this with her, but she doesn’t forgive him. very angst please, i know you’re really good on making your readers cry

☾ genre: angst

☾ warning/s: angst, cheating

☾ wc: 1.1k

He loves you deeply, no one understood and knew him the way you do and he could imagine spending the rest of his days beside you. That kind of love was more than enough, but he misses the thrill, the slow burn, the teasing, the new butterflies. 

It’s nothing serious, he thinks to himself every single time he smirks down at the girl that wasn’t you, holding her hand and telling her words he knew she wanted to hear. Like a trap, like he had anticipated, she falls for him, dancing into the bliss that is Oikawa Tohru’s affection. 

It doesn’t really matter right? He only ever wants her to fall for him, he has no intention whatsoever to actually like her back or actually give her himself; it was all for his ego. The seat in his heart is for you and you alone, it’s all fun and games with other girls. 

“I’ll see you after class,” you smile, head tilted up to look at him and he warmly smiles back, heart beating against his chest at the sight of your pretty eyes and sincere smile. This, this is his personal heaven on earth, his angel in human form. You are the love of his life; he knew that to the very core. 

“I love you, y/n-chan,” he chuckles, cupping your cheek before he leans down to plant a chaste kiss on your lips. “I’ll be off to practice then,” he waves at you as he backs away, and you grin at him, “do your best!” 

Of course he will, much more now that you’ve given him his daily serotonin boost with your loving smile. After his practice, he’s surprised to have his teammate call for him, “Oikawa-kun your girlfriend’s here.” He races outside the locker room only to be disappointed when it’s not you who’s standing there.

“Tohru-chan!” Oh, if it isn’t the girl who fell for him after only a week of texting and a few sweet words from him.  “Yuki-chan,” he says, taken aback before he quickly recovers with a smile, “what are you doing here? Missed me already?” 

“You haven’t been replying to my texts,” she pouts. He internally scoffs in his head. He’s actually disgusted his teammates referred to her as his girlfriend. 

“Oh, I’ve been really busy with practice,” he scratches the back of his head. 

“You don’t like me anymore, do you?” 

Tohru cockily smirks at her, approaching her slowly before tilting her chin up and teasingly leaning in. If there was a school for capturing girl’s hearts, he’s self-aware he’d be the top of the class. “Is that how you feel? Then how could I make it up to you?” He muses, the girl speechless at his closeness.  

He’s great at analyzing character, she was an easily-attached girl who was lowkey shy and could never do the first move. People, however, tend to be unpredictable, no matter how sure Tohru was she’d never do things that’d cause him demise. 

Without warning, she tiptoes and locks her lips against his, wrapping her arms around his neck. Petrified, his eyes remain wide open and he stills, unable to kiss her back as a heavy pang on his chest reminded him that this was utterly wrong. Consumed with the guilt, he comes back to his senses and places a hand on her shoulder to lightly push her off him. 

“That surprised me,” he chuckles, perfectly pretending he wasn’t panicking inside. 

“Why’d you push me off? You really don’t like me! Well I don’t want you either!”

“That’s not what your lips said,” he raises a brow, his ego slightly wounded. He wasn’t in his right mind at all when he grabs her and kisses her the way he knew would leave her knees weak. Gentle kisses turned into something more needy in her part, and the once level-headed setter slowly gave in to impulse as he backs her up against the wall.

Bodies pressed against each other, her hands running across his back, feeling his chest, his shoulders— he knew she was crazy for his body. 

Oikawa Tohru, the man who promised you the world. Not once in your years together did you doubt him or fear disloyalty. Your relationship was built around trust, and you thought it was something that neither of you would break. 

Yet, you couldn’t explain the sight before you. Your person was in the arms of another and kissing someone that wasn’t you. It made you sick, your heart was trampled with and torn to pieces. You desperately wish it was all a dream, but your eyes are wide open and it is reality; it’s cruel, but you know he’s no longer yours. 

An image of you smiling at him when he woke you up this morning flashes across his mind, and on instinct he pulls away almost immediately. It’s as if a cold bucket of water was poured down on him when he sees you standing at the entrance of the gym from the corner of his eye. 

Please, no, that’s all he could ever think; afraid to look at you and confirm that you actually saw the shameful mistake he’s committed— the thoughtless choice he still chose. 

He’s forced to look and come to you the moment your sobs reach his ears; it was the most painful thing he’s ever heard. It seems as if the world was ending the moment his eyes fall on you, your shoulders were shaking and you were falling apart before him. 

“Y/n-chan,” he softly says your name, but his voice only hurt you more as you flinch away from his attempt to touch your shoulder. “I thought you loved me,” you sob, his eyes widening at the heavy weight of your pain-filled words. 

“I- I do, you know I do, please, y/n-chan I can explain,” he moves to hold your hands.

“Thank you for all these years Tohru, I never imagined this day would come but it did. Are you happy now? Were you unhappy with me?” Your voice just keeps on breaking and he holds your hands tighter, a desperate look on his face as tears blurred his vision. 

“You are my happiness y/n, I was foolish, I never meant for this to happen I wasn’t think-

“I’ll be out of the house before you come home.” 

True to your word, he came home to an empty lifeless house, void of your presence. All your clothes were gone and so were you. He’d be a bit more hopeful he could fix it if the picture frame of the both of you on the bedside table was empty too, but your picture was there, you didn’t take it with you. 

He felt bitter as he looks at both your smiles looking back at him, you’re gone and all that’s left are finite recollections of the both of you together as he could no longer make more memories with you in this lifetime.

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gib the skate rats x catholic school girl lewd >:0

no,, jk have some (skate rat) akaashi x reader

yes, they r university age | w.c 597

tw sacrilegious, tw public sex, tw condescension, tw i am a sinner, tw lit pls do not read if ur not prepared for some sacrilegious shit i’m not kidding

“Can you slow down my uniform will...” You roll the waistband of your skirt a little more, the hem of it skimming across your thighs exposing more and more flesh to the man kneeling before you.

With a sinful grin he runs his hands up your thighs, fingers toying with the waistband of your thin cotton panties. He snaps the elastic against your hip, smirking at the way goosebumps erupt across your skin.

“Thanks for the meal.” He teases, the look in his gunmetal blue eyes consumes you, watching in awe as he throws your leg over his shoulder and hooks his thumb on your panties, tugging them to the side. he brings up his other hand running his thumb down your slit. You inhale slowly, eyes fluttering shut as his lips attach to your swelling clit, stifling a moan with a sharp bite to your bottom lip.

“A-ah Akaashi,” you sneak a hand into his hair, tangling your fingers into the chestnut locks, moaning softly at the feeling his tongue dart out, teasing at your twitching hole making your chest heave, “please just.”

“Pray.” He pulls away just enough for you to hear his words, his hot breath fanning over your inner thighs and cunt.

“What?” Your grip on his hair loosens as you focus your gaze on him, the single word rings in your ears, you must’ve misheard him, there’s no way that he really said-

“Pray. Isn’t what you good little church girls do? You’re getting eaten out in a skatepark bathroom by a gross skate rat, shouldn’t you pray?” With a shaky breath you nod your head slowly, the burning in your chest is almost painful, the weight of the sinful situation bearing down on you as he attaches his mouth to your dripping cunt again.

“H-Hail Mary full of grace,” you whisper, he flicks his tongue against your clit again, using his middle and index finger to spread your cunt for him to admire for just a moment, flattening his tongue against your entrance, “the Lord is with thee.”

“Blessed art thou amongst women,” a moan tumbles from your lips as his he sucks harshly at your hole, the lewd sounds tangling with the prayer upon your lips, “and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, ah! J-Jesus.”

“Keep going.” He rasps, your eyes squeezing shut again as he presses a finger against your entrance, working his tongue against your clit once more.

“Holy Mary, mother of God,” you whine out, legs starting to shake as his finger thrusts lazily into you “p-p-pray...” He works in another finger, slurping at the juices dribbling from your cunt.

“Pray for us sinners n-now!” You yelp out at the third digit forcing it’s way in, the hand that you had been using to brace yourself against the stall coming forward to grip at his shoulder. You can feel yourself curl towards him, the sharp burn in your thigh thats hooked over his shoulder filling you with a twisted sense of pleasure and pain.

“And, and... at the hour of our death.” the tightness gripping at your core is dizzying, you can’t help but pant desperately as you feel yourself tip over the edge. His mouth finally relents as he continues to mercilessly piston his fingers into your abused cunt.

“Amen.” He sinks his teeth into the soft flesh of your thigh as pleasure wracks through your body, a ragged broken whine fills the stall as you let your head hang forward, the thought of going to confession after class biting at the back of your mind.

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hello! i really luv your MHA boys headcanons where they found y/n dancing and singing in the kitchen!! 🥺❤️ so if its okay can i request headcanons just like that but with haikyuu boys? maybe akaashi, kenma, and atsumu? thank you so much! ❤️

The HQ boys coming home to see their s/o dancing + singing in the kitchen

AHAOSNKSS thanks anon that means the world to me I’m glad you felt this way🥺 my heart is warm💘

The BNHA one if anyone was wondering ☺️

Here’s what @millie-mint did for Tsukki, Daichi, and Semi

PAIRINGS: Akaashi x fem!reader, Kenma x fem!reader, Atsumu x fem!reader

GENRE: Fluff!!!!!!!!

Working long hours at his job always makes him miss your presence and he was eager to go home to you

And it’s definitely a sight when he sees your pretty self singing and twirling around in the kitchen using a broom as a microphone

He lets himself stare to soak in all of you and how comforting you are just being you

And he grabs the extra broom in the closet to help you sweep (well he’ll sweep and you’ll dance ig)

He’s chuckling to himself when you don’t notice him until the song ends and he gives you a small clap for the performance

“KAASHI!!” You scream, embracing him with all your might because you’ve missed him so much

“Hi sweetheart, how was your day?”

You love how thoughtful your boyfriend is and take the broom from his arms, hoping to let him rest for the day

“It was good, as always! Let me take that from you”

But his stubborn hands don’t allow it and he promises that he wants to spend time with you no matter what you’re doing

so that’s how you and Akaashi spent the rest of the day cleaning the house and catching up on everything

Being the MSBY Jackals’ setter was definitely a tiring job and knowing you were at home waiting for him? Perfect

And he was in for a good laugh because when he walked through the door, you were covered in flour from the cookies you were baking and belting the lyrics of “party in the USA” that was playing through your speaker

He couldn’t help but snap a pic and snicker as he makes his way over to you pretending you were a rockstar and loops his arms around you to lift you in the air

You gasp as your boyfriend sets you down and you’re giddy as you point to the cookie tray that was about to go into the oven

“I made double chocolate fudge cookies see?” You exclaim and he chuckles, messing up the top of your hair

“That was some cute dancing you were doing there, Ms Miley Cyrus,” he teases

You slap him playfully on the arm and grimace at his comment

And when you thought it couldn’t get any worse, he pulls out his phone to show you his new lock screen: the picture of you jamming out

You shriek, reaching out to grab it with Atsumu easily dodging every time

It was a game of cat and mouse until the cookies finished and you threatened to not give him any if he didn’t delete it

He didn’t delete it, but he did coerce you into giving him the cookies by offering cuddles all night long

Being a professional Youtuber? Tiring. Being a CEO of your own own company as well? Absolutely mind-breakingly exhausting!

So it’s no surprise that he’s able to let out a breath of relief when he sees the normalcy (yet weird) presence that is you in the kitchen dancing about while making his favourite apple pie

He marvels at you like you’re a new game he’s been waiting for, for months and fiddles with his fingers before asking when the apple pie will be done but not wanting to interrupt your little session

You grin at him and go “there’s my sugar daddy— I mean boyfriend!”

Your jokes make him want to face palm but he lets you lead you to the kitchen table and seat him in the chair

He listens intently as you ramble on about your day and offer comments here and there to show that he’s listening

He notices there’s still a slight bounce in your step as though you were dancing and engraved it into his memory

How could he not when everything you do gives him serotonin?

He doesn’t tell you that, but the next time he sees Hinata and Kuroo, he’s raving about it to them like no other

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contains: smut, first time, virgin!reader, soft dom!kuroo, praise kink (so much omg), daddy kink, creampie, dirty talk, talks of overstimulation, tiny bit of size kink for fun uwu

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let us picture this: sakusa, tendou, aaaaand eita who take degradation too far nd accidentally make their babie cry 👁👄👁

how fitting for afton to be my very first request🥺 i hope u enjoy these babie im love you <3

sakusa kiyoomi

"such a stupid little slut, aren’t you?” sakusa grits through his teeth as he places a strong hand on your stomach to hold you down. his eyes are focused on your cunt, mesmerized by the sight of you taking in every inch of him. “this pussy’s all you’re good for, anyway,” he continues, “just a dumb little cocksleeve for me to use.”

you’d stopped clenching at his words a while ago, but sakusa hadn’t noticed— he was lost in his own overwhelming pleasure. he didn’t hear your quiet whimpers over the sound of his hips snapping into yours. he didn’t see your distraught expression because his eyes were glued to your pussy. he was finally torn from his lust induced haze when he heard a soft sob fall from your lips. his hips stilled and he immediately looked up to see thick tears falling down your cheeks and a distressed look on your face.

“hey, heyheyhey, what’s wrong? are you hurt?” sakusa pulled out and sat you up so you were face to face. you were still crying, his words just kept replaying in your head over and over again.

“d-do you really th-think my pussy is a-all i’m good for?” you managed to say between sobs, looking up to see a horrified look on sakusa’s face.

“no!” he yelled, making you flinch away from him. he took a breath and grabbed your hand gently, pulling you into his chest. “no, my love, of course not. i’m sorry for saying that.”

you nodded, curling into your boyfriends arms. “it-it’s okay,” you mumble quietly.

“no, it’s not.” sakusa replies as he starts running his fingers through your hair, “i’ll never say it again, baby. thank you for telling me.”

tendou satori

your head is buried in the pillows as tendou slowly thrusts in and out of your cunt. “look at you, all stretched open like the nasty whore you are.” he says— his tone cold and mocking, which makes you curl in on yourself. you feel a harsh slap on your exposed clit, making you scream and shake your head rapidly.

“shut up and take it.” tendou’s voice is stern now, as he pushes your head deeper into the pillows. “if you can’t shut up and take what i’m giving you like a good girl, maybe i’ll just have to find one who will.”

he hears you mumbling something into the pillows, so he takes hold of your hair and pulls you up in order to hear whatever it is you were saying. he didn’t expect to hear you whimpering and crying with a quiet “please don’t go” falling from your lips. he stops himself immediately, pulling out of your cunt and releasing the grip he had on your hair while pulling you into a tight embrace. you cling to him, scared if you let go he’d disappear.

“i’m here, angel. i’m not going anywhere, i promise.” tendou whispers, rubbing comforting circles into your back. you let his hands and his words calm you down, before finally looking up to see him already watching you.

“there she is, hi baby,” he says, leaning down to place a kiss on your forehead. his gentleness makes you smile, which rewards you with a vibrant satori smile in return. you giggle and bury your face in his chest, relaxing back into his touch. his arms envelope you in another tight hug and you hear him whisper, “i’m yours forever, angel.”

eita semi

“please,” you whine as eita slowly lowers you down onto his cock, his hands gripping your hips with enough force to bruise them.

“what a slutty little girl, begging to have her stupid cunny fucked,” eita muses, letting go of your hip to give your clit a gentle tap. your body jolts at the sensation, causing eita to laugh beneath you. the familiar feeling of humiliation creeps in and you start to sweat. you shake your head quickly, trying to signal that you don’t like where this was going but eita wasn’t looking. he laughed again. you could feel the tears welling up in your eyes, threatening to spill at any moment. eita’s hands were still firmly placed on your hips, guiding you up and down his length.

“such a dumb little thing.” he said, completely unaware that you were falling apart above him.

“p-please,” you echoed your request from earlier, but this time with an entirely different meaning. “n-no more, please, no m-more.”

once eita heard your words he froze, looking up to see your tear stained cheeks and furrowed eyebrows. eita’s heart broke at the sight of you so distraught over him, but was quick to lift you off his cock and let you fall into his arms. he held you as you cried, littering kisses all over your skin and whispering sweet words in your ear. you looked up at him and offered him a soft smile, which he returned in an instant.

“my pretty girl,” he breathed, cupping your cheek in his hand. “so perfect and all mine.”

you nodded, pulling yourself even closer to eita before whispering a quiet apology, just loud enough for him to hear.

“don’t be sorry, baby.” he reassures you, gently rubbing your back. “i’m sorry for hurting you, it’ll never happen again, okay?” his voice is so strong, so certain. you find yourself nodding, “okay.”

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degradation taken too far - kuroo, tsukishima, iwaizumi

contains: angst, smut, heavy degradation, rough sex, slapping, mentions of cheating, lots of comfort, they’re all kinda really mean ): 

request: omg omg im in luvv with ur they make u cry during degradation and i was wondering if you could do one for kuroo tsukki and iwa?? i luv ur blog so much stay healthy!

note: the very heavily anticipated part two of the “degradation taken too far” series!! i’m sorry it took me so long, i’ve been dealing with a lot of mental health stuff lately and it’s been really hard for me to find motivation to do, well, anything really ): to make up for it these are extra long (kuroo’s is the shortest at 600 words lol) big thank u to @seita​ for helping me decide what to do for iwa’s scenario, im love u so much! i hope u guys enjoy <3

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4.9 words | smut | nsfw, eightsome??, rebound sex, fingering, cunnigulus, fellatio, anal, double penetration, squirting. | kuroo tetsurō, bokuto kōtaro, akaashi keiji, oikawa tōru, iwaizumi hajime, hanamaki takahiro, matsukawa issei.

— if you saw my bias for akaashi no you didn’t. inspired by @satendou​. i might write some sequels to this or i might not but either way please enjoy this seijoh third year + bokuroaka gangbang! 🤍

it had started out innocently enough.

a poorly disguised attempt at cheering you up after your relationship of three years had been broken off without so much as face-to-face conversation or an apology. it had simply come to a close with an “it’s over” text which you couldn’t even respond to because your number had been blocked. and yet, in a way, after hours and days and what was bordering on weeks of salt sprinkled tears and half-eaten pints of häagen dazs macadamia nut brittle, you had begun to find some sort of clarity within the initial shock of the situation and the inevitable questions that had followed.

you had known that your ex-boyfriend had had a tendency to flirt with other girls. oikawa and akaashi had even pointed it out to you when you had started dating him with warnings that you had ignored time and time again in favor of some sort of pretense of love. 

“he cares about me,” you had repeated over and over as your friends did little to mask their skepticism, “he’ll grow out of it eventually.”

but in the end, he hadn’t grown out of it, in fact when he had realized that you were prone to turn a blind eye to his infidelity, it had only gotten more and more flagrant what with you catching him chatting up girls at random college parties and disappearing with them off to a bedroom or the bathroom while you drowned your sorrows away with a bottle of cheap champagne.

“i think he’s cheating on me,” you had slurred out night to a half sober akaashi who had grown accustomed to the way you would readily spill your feelings out to him when you got past your fourth glass.

“so why are you still with him?” akaashi had replied, his voice the picture of nonchalance as he fought the urge to wrap his arms around you and comfort you, knowing that it would only end in rejection and an insult that he knew you ultimately didn’t mean.

“because he loves me?” your voice had involuntarily risen at the end of your sentence and akaashi had shot you a sharp and saddened look.

“who are you trying to convince?” he had answered after a while, watching with a pang of silent anger as your boyfriend had emerged from the bathroom hand in hand with a pretty first year, lipstick still staining his neck, “me or yourself?”

and, of course, in the end, he had been right, though at the time you had brushed him off with a scowl and sauntered away for a refill. because, even though you had known that deep down that your boyfriend didn’t truly love you, the fear of rejection and loneliness had been one that you simply couldn’t bear to think about. 

so you hadn’t.

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“surprise!” bokuto’s loud and enthusiastic voice echoed around your apartment the second you turned the key in the lock, nearly jumping out of your skin at the sudden buoyant exclamation.

“jesus-” you muttered mostly to yourself as you recovered the bag of miscellaneous groceries that had fallen from your hands at the sudden surprise and set it on the counter. looking up, you glanced around the room to find seven pairs of eyes staring back at you, most of them shining with the satisfaction of knowing that their scheme had been a success. 

“what are you guys doing here?” you inquired as nonchalantly as possible, gazing back at them with a very nonplussed look, “how did you even get in?”

“if you think that we don’t know that you keep a spare key in the flower pot outside of your apartment,” kuroo sneered from where he lounged languidly on the couch next to matsukawa, “you’re sorely mistaken.”

at his words, you narrowed your eyes and shot a dirty look at oikawa, who suddenly appeared to be very interested in the stray strings of your second-hand sofa. 

“you’re a traitor,” you said plainly as you moved to empty your bag of groceries into the fridge, ignoring the look of feigned distress that now lined oikawa’s pretty features. 

“i am not-” he exclaimed, and from beside him you heard iwaizumi mutter something that sounded like a cross between a groan and a ‘kill me’, “besides, akaashi was there when you told me about it,” he continued, gesturing frantically towards the quiet brunette, “what makes you think that i told them and that he didn’t.”

you sighed and rubbed your temples in exasperation. you could definitely feel the hint of a headache rapidly approaching. 

“because, tooru,” you answered after a beat, donning a sickly sweet smile, “unlike you, ‘kaashi isn’t the type of person to spill someone’s secrets that easily.”

oikawa looked shocked. matsukawa snorted and nearly choked on the vape smoke that he had just been inhaling.

“actually,” bokuto interrupted, coming up to you and planting his hands firmly on his hips, “akaashi’s the one that suggested that we do this.”

“i did not-” the quiet voice rang out from behind him and turning your head slightly, you could see that a light blush was rapidly spreading across akaashi’s cheekbones, “i just said that we should do something to cheer you up.”

“especially since you’ve basically been holed up in your apartment for nearly a month,” hanamaki tacked on as he took a drag from matsukawa’s vape and blew a smoke ring into oikawa’s face.

“so-” kuroo completed finally, speaking over the indignant shouting coming from beside him on the couch, “we decided to sneak into your apartment and surprise you with a peaceful night in with your best friends.”

his tone reeked of irony and you threw him a skeptical look. 

“since when is anything involving you seven peaceful?” you muttered as you closed the fridge door and turned to face them.

bokuto’s face dropped and he quickly walked up to you, taking your hands in his and gazing up at you in desperate earnestness.

“we’ll be calm, i promise,” he lamented as he pulled you towards the couch, setting you in between oikawa, who was still attempting to fend off makki’s smoke rings and akaashi, who took your hand in his and shot you a smile.

you relaxed and let your head fall onto his shoulder.

“fine,” you muttered after a short beat, and you saw bokuto and oikawa’s faces light up, “but if things get too rowdy i’m kicking you out.

and so that was that.

in the end, the eight of you decided on watching a movie, and though iwaizumi proffered that you watch godzilla for the umpteenth time, hanamaki and matsukawa insisted that a ghibli movie would be much more fitting, and so a ghibli movie it was.

“how are you feeling?” whispered akaashi, about midway through kiki’s delivery service.

“fine,” you answered as you grabbed a handful of popcorn from where the bowl lay in bokuto’s lap.

“you don’t look fine.” akaashi said rather bluntly and you shot him a glare.

“okay, i’m not fine,” you hissed out against your will, ignoring the seven stares that you had received upon your declaration, “but i doubt you would be either after what happened.”

“hasn’t been like- a month?” iwaizumi deadpanned as oikawa shot him a look.

“yeah, and?” you retorted defensively.

“and-” makki interrupted before iwaizumi could say anything, “we’re just worried.”

at makki’s words, you felt a twinge of guilt form in your gut and you looked down, suddenly ashamed of your outburst.

“yeah-” you whispered, feeling a single tear begin to trail down your cheek, “i’m sorry, i just can’t see to get him out of my brain.”

“you know,” oikawa said, after a short interval of silence, grabbing the remote and pausing the movie, “we could always help you feel better-”

you laughed quietly and let your head fall back onto the couch.

“what are you gonna do?” you inquired with a hint of a sarcastic smile, trying to ignore the pang of sadness that had suddenly begun to form in your gut, “stake him out after class and kill him?”

“not like that,” he whispered, and you felt a shiver run through your body as he trailed the back of his finger down your tear-stained cheek, “like this-”

and before you could question him- before you could so much as meet his eyes, you felt him press his lips to yours in one fell swoop. this kiss was soft- sweet and experimental as oikawa’s hand came to cup your cheek, drawing you closer, letting you sink into his warm embrace. 

“tooru-” you murmured as he pulled away and let a fond smile graze over his handsome features, “wha-?”

“i’m just saying that we could help you forget about everything that’s happened for a little while,” he said in return, “that is if you’ll let us.”

searching his eyes for any hint of insincerity, you watched as he took your hand in yours and rubbed comforting circles into your palm. 

“did-” you started only to find that you couldn’t quite articulate the words that you wanted to say, “did you guys- plan this beforehand?”

“honestly?” kuroo’s voice rang out into the room and you turned to meet his sparkling eyes. “no, we didn’t.”

“however-” makki echoed, shifting in his seat and fixing you with an oddly earnest look, “i really don’t think anyone would object. that is- hypothetically speaking.”

you glanced around the room tentatively, your eyes flitting over each of the boys in turn. 

“you guys aren’t- just messing with my head, are you?” you said finally in a quiet voice, laced with trepidation and insecurity.

“we wouldn’t mess with your head about something like this,” oikawa said in response, drawing your attention back to him as he closed the gap between your lips once more and laid an equally soft kiss upon them, relishing in the quiet gasp that he swallowed with his tongue, “so, what do you say?”

looking around the room one last time, you stared at the curious eyes of your friends who were regarding you just as intently. you finally set your gaze on akaashi who was sitting beside you, almost as if to ask him a wordless question. but, before you say again or attempt to express what you were feeling, his lips quirked up into a subtle smile and unbeknownst to the rest of the room, he let his fingers lace through yours and gave your hand a soft squeeze.

“okay,” you murmured, looking down in a sudden fit of shy embarrassment, “just- just be careful.”

at your words, oikawa let out a soft moan and all of sudden he had pulled you into his lap, lips capturing yours once more, only this time with more passion and vigor as he made to undress you.

“you have no idea how long i’ve wanted to do this,” he panted between heated kisses as your shirt and skirt were pulled off of you by nimble fingers that danced all over your body with a bout of featherlight touches, almost as if he wanted to leave you wanting more. 

“oi-” a firm voice echoed from behind and all of sudden you felt a second pair of hands ghost over your waist as oikawa made to unfasten your bra with irritating ease, “don’t hog her, shittykawa.”

pulling away momentarily from oikawa’s intoxicating lips, you let yourself be lifted up into iwaizumi’s lap almost as if you weighed nothing.

“hajime-” you whispered, as you gazed at him with wide eyes, taking in the way his smile was uncharacteristically tender as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and began to pepper a trail of kisses down your neck, his lips sucking and lapping at your delicate skin as you fought back the urge to moan out at the sensation.

letting your head falling back onto his shoulder, you closed your eyes and felt as his fingers began to trail lower and lower, calluses brushing against your chest as he began to play with your tits, twisting and tweaking the nipples as you let out a muffled whine and arched your back into his chest.

“that’s it, princess,” he muttered as he began to suck at your earlobe, his teeth grazing over the shell of your ear, making your shiver and lean into his touch, “don’t hide those pretty sounds from me.”

but before you could find the words to say anything else, you found that someone had replaced oikawa in front of you, and before you knew it, you felt your legs be nudged open and your underwear be pulled down past your knees.

“look at you, all soaking wet for us,” matsukawa mused as he ran a thick finger through your folds, grinning at the way your eyes snapped open and the way you let out a sharp gasp, followed by a moan as he brought his thumb up to circle teasingly around your clit, “if you were into this beforehand, you should have just told us, and i’m sure that we would have indulged you.”

“issei-” you murmured out as your breathing began to quicken, “don’t- don’t tease me, please-”

smirking up at you, matsukawa removed his hand from your cunt and brought his fingers up to his lips, licking at them and letting out a hum of satisfaction. then, tracing the outline of your entrance he plunged two fingers in without warning, causing you to gasp and let out a loud whine, your hands finding purchase in iwaizumi’s hair as he continued teasing you from behind.

“how does that feel, kitten?” he whispered as his breath ghosted over your neck, “do his fingers feel good in that sweet cunt of yours?”

nodding your head vigorously you let out something between a “yes” and a moan, and at your words, matsukawa began to pump in and out of you. his fingers moved at an excruciatingly slow pace, dragging easily against your walls as you attempted to push yourself further onto them, searching for more friction.

“god, you’re so tight, babygirl,” matsukawa whispered as iwaizumi’s hand came down to play with your swollen clit, “you’re going to need a bit of prep before you can even think of taking us all.”

moaning at the lewd implications of his words, you ground down on his fingers, desperate to find release from the pleasure that was rapidly building up in your gut.

“hajime- issei- i-” you panted as the two boys increased their pace, sporting identical grins as you began to squirm against them, “i’m so close- i-”

but before you could finish your sentence- before you could warn them of anything, you felt the familiar pleasure in your core snap and all of sudden you were cumming, a sharp moan falling from your lips as you twitched and writhed against them, waves of euphoria filling you up as you rode out your high and collapsed against iwaizumi’s chest.

for a couple of seconds, you lay there in an attempt to catch your breath, then at the sudden realization of what had just happened, you flushed a deep crimson and hid your face in your hands, suddenly too embarrassed to look at any of your friends.

then, before you could say anything you felt yourself being pulled delicately out of iwaizumi’s lap and set onto your knees. 

you peeked open a single eye.

in front of you now sat akaashi, who had stripped down to his underwear, and who was regarding you with a half fond-half concerned expression.

“do you want to keep going?” he whispered, so quietly that you were sure that no one you could hear him.

removing your hands from your face, you stared up at him, a hint of a blush still lining your cheeks and nodded slowly. there was something so comforting in his gaze, so soothing and calm, that you felt yourself move forward and wrap your arms around his neck, capturing his lips in a kiss that he returned almost instantly, his tongue pushing easily into your mouth as you moaned out in delight.

trailing your hands down his torso, freed him of his underwear, letting your hand brush lightly over his erection, laughing softly as akaashi moaned into the kiss and bucked his hips up instinctively.

“fuck-” you heard him mutter as you began to pump up and down his cock, and just as you started increase your speed, you felt a presence behind you, encircling your waist and drawing you back.

“i wouldn’t be laughing if i were you, kitten,” kuroo sneered, brushing his fingers against your still over-sensitive folds. “we’re not done with you yet-”

and with that, you suddenly felt someone slide underneath and hook their arms around your thighs. looking down in bewilderment, you caught sight of bokuto’s signature frosted tips, but before you could do anything, you were suddenly pulled down, a searing heat engulfing your core as bokuto swirled his tongue inside of you.

bucking your hips up, you fell forward into akaashi’s lap, your legs still stuck firmly in place by bokuto’s strong grasp as he continued to lap and suck at your dripping cunt. moaning lewdly, you suddenly felt the need for something new- anything to distract you temporarily from the unyielding pleasure that was coursing through your body.

“‘kaashi-” you murmured between a bout of breathless panting, watching as his eyes widened significantly when you took his cock in your hands and pressed a soft kiss to its tip- “i want you.”

swirling your tongue around his length, you took him fully into your mouth.  beneath you, you felt him shudder and let out a moan so wanton that your cunt clenched needily, only spurring bokuto to push his tongue deeper into you. 

taking him deeper and deeper, you felt his fingers thread themselves through your hair as he attempted to steady your quickening pace, but just then, a particularly deep twirl of the tongue from bokuto sent you over the edge and you cried out as you came for the second time, the vibrations shooting waves of ecstasy through akaashi as he suddenly bucked his hips up and shot white-hot strings of cum down your throat. 

feeling the way that you clenched down, bokuto let go of his firm hold on your thighs after a couple of final kitten licks and you nearly fell forward, only to be pulled back and placed onto the couch as kuroo hovered over you, licking his lips.

“looks like you’re all prepped for the real deal, kitten,” he mused as he leaned forward and caught the shell of your ear between his teeth. then, stroking his cock several times, he lined himself up with your entrance and pushed inside, capturing the moan that fell from your mouth with his lips as he settled inside of you.

“tetsu- ro-” you whimpered as he pulled back, the length of his cock dragging against your already over-sensitive walls, “you’re so big, i-”

“shhh~” he whispered and you felt his pace begin to increase, your cunt sucking in his cock as you let your head fall back, completely overwhelmed, “i know, kitten, but you’re doing so well.”

and just like that, a dam broke and all of a sudden, you felt the pleasure in your gut, begin to build itself up again.

“kuroo-san,” you heard akaashi mutter from where he was lying beside you, trying to catch his breath, “be careful-” but you were too far gone as kuroo thrust into you with dizzying speed and accuracy, his length hitting your g-spot over and over. the way that he fucked you was intoxicating, mixing various speeds and depths just to confuse you, as you whined out that it wasn’t fair and begged him desperately for your release.

suddenly, from beside you, you heard a whine, and you let your eyes fall open in a haze of lust and bliss. turning your head, your gaze focused on a very distressed looking bokuto, who was thrusting his cock up into his fist, watching you intently as kuroo continued to pump in and out of you. 

“ko,” you murmured, gesturing towards him, “lemme help you.”

eyes brightening up at your words, bokuto stumbled forward and you took him into your mouth with ease, gagging around his length as he began to fuck your mouth with unbridled enthusiasm, letting out a myriad of whines and grunts and moans that made your cunt clench in anticipation.

and then you felt it- a particularly sharp thrust from kuroo that had him spilling his cum inside of you with a shaky moan as he gripped your hips and forced you deeper onto his cock. bokuto followed suit not long after with a low groan he pulled out and shot thick strings of cum onto your cheeks and chest, shuddering as he leaned down and captured you lips in a greedy kiss.

the pleasure coursing through you was addictive- intoxicating- as you whimpered out in distress, wanting to be filled up once more.

and so you were. 

without wasting a second, you were hoisted up onto makki’s lap and you ground your pussy furiously against his thick cock, desperately wanting to regain the pleasure that you had lost when kuroo had pulled out of you. 

“hey, hey, hey,” makki grinned wickedly as you whined at him in pure want and despair, “let’s not get too eager now-”

pushing inside you slowly and carefully, the ridges of his cock grazed against your walls as you gasped at the feeling of fullness. behind you heard something shift, and all of sudden you felt a hard length press up against your back and cool liquid drip down your ass. turning around, you felt matsukawa take hold of your chin and move it upwards so that he could kiss you, his tongue pushing past your lips as you moaned into his mouth, desperate for more.

“think you can take me from behind, baby,” he murmured as he ran his cock up and down your ass cheeks.

“yes- please, issei-” you managed to choke out, and with a final kiss, he guided you forward and began to work you open from behind.

the second that his fingers made their way into your ass, you bucked your hips forward and makki let out a low hiss of surprise, his fingers grabbing your hips to steady you.

“careful, princess,” he panted out as he moved you up and down, “you wouldn’t wanna make me cum too soon would you?”

“wanna- make you feel- good- hiro-” you breathed out, and just then, you felt matsukawa remove his fingers from your ass and replace them with his cock.

and for a second, you forgot how to breathe.

“so- thick-” you managed to utter amidst gasping breaths as he slowly pushed inside of you, your hands coming to wind themselves into makki’s short hair, desperate to cling onto something- anything.

“i know, baby,” he muttered soothingly as makki slowed his pace, allowing you to adjust yourself to the new feeling of fullness, “just relax, i got you.”

and with that he began to move, pushing deeper and deeper into you each time, the two men filling you up beyond the brim as you lost yourself to their touch. 

matsukawa came first with a shuddering grunt and a mutter of something that sounded like “too tight-” and pulled out of you, lining your back with hot strings of his cum as you continued to bounce up and down on makki’s cock.

then, before you could beg to be filled up again, you saw iwaizumi take matsukawa’s place behind you only to thrust inside your ass, completing you once more. 

“you feel so fucking good,” he muttered as you sunk down, deeper- craving more and more,- completely drunk on the feelings that were flowing through you, “you’re doing so well, princess-”

and then, after what felt like mere seconds, you came undone once more, your breath uneven and erratic as you came for what seemed like the umpteenth time that night, a babbling mess of sounds and names falling from your lips as you were fucked into oblivion.

and so it continued like this for a while as you were pulled in various directions with a lingering tenderness that contrasted with the way the boys pounded into you mercilessly, seeking to quench your thirst, to fuck out the pain and the sorrow that lay dormant in your heart as you lost yourself to the overwhelming pleasure that threatened to consume you. 

and then all of sudden you felt yourself being pulled into a softer and more tender embrace as akaashi regarded you with a gentle and caring smile, grounding you back in reality.

“are you okay?” he whispered and you answered with a breathless “yes” and the kiss to his lips that soon deepened into a passionate embrace.

“ji-” you murmured as skillful hands drew circles into the small of your back, “i want you- please.”

“of course-” he answered almost instantly, and with a high pitch whine you sunk down onto his cock, shuddering at the way you fluttered around him- the pain and pleasure of overstimulation sending waves deep into your core.

“room for one more?” oikawa’s smooth voice echoed from behind you as you began to bounce up and down on akaashi’s length. nodding frantically, you felt akaashi pull out momentarily as oikawa emptied out the remains of the lube onto his and akaashi’s cocks. then, slowly and carefully as to not hurt you, they pushed into you at the same time, groaning as your cunt tightened desperately around them.

“so- full-” you panted out to no one in particular as you dug your fingers into akaashi’s back and let your head fall back onto his shoulder, a loud moan flying from your lips as you felt them suddenly bottom out. 

delirious with pleasure, you let them take the lead, easing themselves in and out of you until you were stretched out enough to accommodate them.

“god, you’re so- fucking tight-” oikawa choked out as he watched the way both his and akaashi’s cocks disappeared into your abused cunt, almost as if you were sucking them in.

“tooru- keiji- i’m so- close-” you started as akaashi began to suck and lap at your neck and as oikawa let his fingers ghost down your waist to come and circle your clit, “please, i’m gonna cum- i-”

“go ahead, baby,” akaashi whispered as he captured your lips in a passionate kiss, “just let go-”

and with a loud cry, you came, a clear liquid gushing out from your cunt, spilling itself all over akaashi and oikawa’s cocks, surely staining the sofa as you trembled and twitched, so fucked out and filled with a feeling of the utmost euphoria that you almost forgot how to breathe. feeling the way you clenched down onto them, akaashi and oikawa came semi-simultaneously, shooting white-hot spurts of cum into you, painting your walls white with low moans as you convulsed around them.

and then, it was all over.

lying you down onto the now soaked couch, oikawa pressed a chaste kiss to your lips, before letting kuroo take his place in front of you to clean you off with a warm washcloth.

“how are you feeling, kitten?” he whispered, and you could hear a hint of tenderness in his usual teasing voice.

“tired,” you began honestly, “but better. much better.”

“glad to hear it,” he smiled as he pressed a short kiss to your forehead, “i’ll go run you a bath.”

and so, that’s how the evening came to an end- a long bath with akaashi, who followed you into the bathroom and helped you wash your hair as your limbs were numb and sore from the night’s activities. outside of the bathroom, you could hear the boys struggling to dig out the pressure cleaner from your closet to try and clean off the couch, and when you finally returned to the living room, wrapped in a fluffy towel, everything had been put back the way it was. 

“so-” matsukawa proffered after you had changed into a more comfortable set of clothing, “we were thinking- of continuing the movie.”

“if that’s okay with you,” makki completed, grinning up at you as you curled up in the middle of the couch in between iwaizumi and bokuto.

“sure,” you murmured with a soft smile, and with that, makki grabbed the remote and resumed the long-forgotten movie.

after a couple minutes, you opened your eyes and gazed around you fondly, a twinge of emotion blossoming in your chest as you regarded the boys in front of you.

“thank you,” you whispered, so quietly that you thought that none of them would hear.

but they did, and seven sets of eyes crinkled up into various smiles as you cuddled closer to bokuto who had wrapped his arm protectively around you. 

“you’re welcome,” oikawa said tenderly from where he was seated beneath you on the carpeted floor as he reached out his hand and gave yours a little squeeze, “anytime, princess.“

[call-me-romi]

Nightfall - Fantasy!AU

pairing: daichi sawamura x reader

nsfw, characters aged up 18+, fem!reader and prince!daichi

word count: 6k

CONTENT WARNINGS: smut, nipple play, breeding kink, vaginal penetration, creampie

a/n: I am so pleased to share my collab piece for the Pleasant & Strider Present: Fantasy AU Writing Collab! I have been itching to write more for Haikyuu, and thought fantasy isn’t generally my forte, when I came up with a royal AU idea, I knew Daichi had to be my prince. I hope you enjoy, and PLEASE read all of the other works on the masterlist by my talented friends as well! 

I wanna say a huge thank you to the owners of the server, my pals @pleasantanathema, @linestrider, and @present-mel for putting on the collab!

Find the masterlist here

playlist: Dancing In The Moonlight (Medieval Version) by Samus Ordicus

In the shadow of an ancient tree, as the last traces of sunlight finally fell below the horizon, you watched as the fae appeared, dancing across the forest floor and the foliage, glimmering lights of green and purple and yellow trailing behind them. The tiny creatures illuminated the landscape as you leaned back against your lover’s chest, letting your head fall onto his broad shoulder as you looked up toward the sky. His hand, warm and trembling, brushed down the side of your neck and shoulder, pushing the sleeve of your dress away so that he could kiss the bare skin he found there.

You sat between his legs, the plush velvet of his robes soft against your back, and you sighed as one of the fluttering lights bounced off a flower just a short distance away. You reached back, placing a delicate hand over Daichi’s on your shoulder, and sighed. “I wish this could last forever.”

You felt his exhale against your ear. “So do I, princess,” he whispered before pulling your hand to his lips for a chaste kiss.

But alas, your time was running short. Sunrise was approaching, and if you weren’t back soon, you’d surely be missed. Daichi’s fingertips grazed the tiny flower buds he’d woven into your hair, placed just so to adorn you like a forest spirit so the fae would not get jealous of a mortal with such beauty and attempt to steal you away. But as the minutes dragged on, though all you wanted was to stay cradled in his arms, you knew it was time to leave the clearing and head for home.

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