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chiyuvx · 4 years ago

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ℭ𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔞𝔯𝔡

〈When you decide to disobey Issei, not only does he indulge in your punishment, but so does his boys.

�� Genre: 18+ NSFW MINORS DNI

𖤐 Pairing: Fem! Reader x Matsukawa Issei x Hanamaki Takahiro x Oikawa Toru x Iwaizumi Hajime

𖤐 Warnings: established relationship ( between you and issei) daddy kink, collaring, mild pet play, use of “kitten” punishment, use of a vibrator, exhibitionism, Iwaizumi controls it later on, degradation and praise

Hiiii, ❦ so this piece is for @atsumuscumslut fuck me right here collab (and is very late m'sorry) and it took a totally different turn than I thought it would! But tbh, much sexier than I intended it to be 😳 enjoy and let me know what you think~!

Dancer at @hqintheclub

“B-But Daddy-“

That’s all you could get out, voice being replaced with a high-pitched whine as the vibrator in your cunt turned up. The vibration levels weren’t even that high just yet, just enough to have you squirming, enough to keep you distracted as Issei tightened the collar properly around your neck.

“But nothing. You wanna be a fucking brat? You’ll be treated like one, even out at fucking brunch with the boys.”

Matsukawa was right. You had been bratty all morning, it was your fault he had pinned you to the bed, pressed the toy between your slick folds and now, put your collar on snuggly. And it wasn’t even the subtle collar you wore out to the bar sometimes. This was the one you wore in the bedroom, thick black leather, baby blue seams, a thick silver ring hanging at the front. ‘Kitten’ was engraved in the metal, along with his initials.

“Looks pretty as ever.” He said with a small chuckle, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead despite the roughness of his hands as he hauled you off the bed. “Now, fix your hair, Angel. I’m gonna go start the car so we aren’t too late for brunch.”

You were squirming the entire car ride, pout etched onto your cute face as the smallest of whines bubbled past your lips. You didn’t dare say a word to Issei, hoping that maybe if you kept quiet, were his “good little kitten” in the car he’d change his mind about all this. But when he pulled into the parking lot of the familiar diner the 5 of you usually attended for brunch, still humming away to the radio, you began to panic a bit.

“I-Issei--”

Wrong move, the speed of the vibrations within you increased in an instant. You couldn’t hold back the gasp this time, gripping onto the seatbelt as he was slow to pull the keys out of the ignition.

“Daddy! Daddy!”

“Yes, Kitten?” His voice was nothing but condescending, dripping of false honey as he met your gaze, the amusement swimming in his eyes making you groan.

“I-I was good the whole car ride--”

“You actually squirmed the whole time love, ya know how hard it is for Daddy to drive when your whining like that--”

“B-But--”

“But what?” There was his firm tone, the one that made his thick eyebrows set, jaw tightening a bit as he looked at you sternly. It had your lips sealing shut in seconds, cheeks burning as he continued to speak.

“You think just because you barely sat still for 20 minutes I’ll let your behaviour slide? C’mon Princess, I know you aren’t that stupid.” You whimpered, unable to look him in the eye anymore as he leaned in closer, fingers ghosting over the collar.

“I think the boys are gonna like seeing you like this, all flustered and embarrassed. It’ll be good for them to know that Daddy puts you in your place regardless of where we go, isn't that right, sweetheart?”

You didn’t trust yourself to speak right now, not with him so close, not with the way he was looking at you, not with the vibrator making your insides turn to jelly. So instead you just nodded, slowly unbuckling yourself.

“That’s my good girl.” He hummed. He was quick to exit the vehicle, making sure he made it to your side to help you out of the car. He actually laughed out loud when the sun hit off your thighs, the sheen of your arousal reflecting in the light. It only made you more flustered, clinging to his side despite your pouting lips.

As the two of you entered the diner and headed towards your respected table he leaned into you. Your eyes were locked onto the back of Oikawa’s head, heart dropping at the fact that the three other boys were already there, waiting.

“Wipe that pout off your lips, I would hate for the boys to think you're upset.”

You could feel your lower lip trembling, wanting nothing more than to allow petty tears to fall, plead with him and beg about how sorry you were. But there was no time, not when you made eye contact with Hanamaki.

Your pout quickly faded into a smile, giving the male a little wave.

But his eyes were trained on your neck, on the thick leather he had seen once or twice when Matsukawa had let him join in your endeavours.

“Well well, hello love birds.” His smirk made your lips twitch, your pout threatening to come back if not for the grip Issei had on your forearm.

“Boys, looking handsome as usual,” Issei responded in his usual playful tone, his grin growing as all the boys finally took in your appearance.

Face pinched up in embarrassment, thighs pressed tightly together under your skirt, eyes a little glossy and smile just a little forced.

“Hi” You murmur, very much aware of their eyes on you, taking you in even as you slip into the booth, squished between Hanamaki and Matsukawa. Oikawa leans into his palm, his fingers slowly tapping along his jaw as he speaks.

“Do you feel sick today Y/N? You’re lookin a little… flushed angel.”

Issei snorts, not even trying to hide it at this point. Iwaizumi sighs in disapproval, arms crossed over his chest as he shakes his head. The boys were used to this, the way Issei would always bring risky business into your relationship, but this more aggressive than usual, much more obvious.

It was honestly amusing, amusing for everyone but you.

“I’m fine kawa, it's just hot--”

Your voice hitched in volume suddenly, words quickly getting caught in your throat when the vibrations within you increased.

Curse Issei and that stupid controller conveniently found on his phone.

Iwaizumi was going to tell the boys to quit it with the antics before the waitress came to the table. You didn’t trust your voice, especially with the way Issei’s hand was slowly massaging circles into your thigh, so you just let the boys order for you.

When she left Oikawa spoke again, voice muffled into his straw as he sipped away at his Mimosa “So, what did she do to get a punishment like this, Hm Mattsun?”

Iwaizumi coughed up his coffee, quickly glancing to make sure no one was close or paying attention to their booth. “Really Toru? Why are you--”

“She was being a big fucking brat, right kitten?” Issei commented bluntly, which only had Hanamaki laughing harder.

Again, you didn’t respond, even with Issei’s fingers sneaking beneath the hem of your skirt. You avoided eye contact when you nodded, fidgeting a bit in your seat.

“You guys are sick.” Iwaizumi spoke with a frown, he almost felt bad for you, almost. Had it not been for the hard-on he currently had under the table. Hanamaki simply shrugged at the comment, giving your head a gentle pat.

“Wouldn’t want my sweet little pet misbehaving either, I think Issei has the right idea here.”

“I know I do,” Issei responded, pulling out his phone finally. You were so tempted to snatch it up and throw it away, the vibrations starting to make your thighs twitch without your approval. You watched closely as he slowly handed the phone to Iwaizumi, shaking it even like it was a shiny new prize to be won.

“Wanna play with it Iwa-chan~ Let's see how she reacts when you fiddle with it.”

“Oh fuck off--”

“I want a turn!” Oikawa piped in, only making you heat up even further. You gripped onto Issei’s sleeve, eyes almost becoming glassy all over again as he threatened to give the power he currently held over you to his friends.

Not that he hadn’t done it before, but here? Right as the food was coming?

“I-Issei…” Your voice was so soft, holding that desperate tone it always did when you were really trying to get your way. Usually, Issei caved with it, the way your lashes would bat and your eyes would shine enough to make him give you exactly what you wanted.

But he was just having so much fun, and so were his boys.

Who was he to break that up now?

“Just one orgasm? Think you can be quiet enough to do it right here at the table, Kitten?” Although it may have sounded like a demand to the boys, you knew. Knew that this specific softer tone was Matsukawa making sure this was 100% okay with you. You were his precious baby after all, and your comfort at the end of all this was the most important thing to him.

Sucking in a shaky breath, you finally nodded, spreading your legs a bit further apart under the table so Issei could slide his hand up further.

“B-But only if you give it to Iwa, I don’t trust the others.”

“Rude!” Oikawa was pouting, while Hanamaki shrugged with a lazy grin. It was the truth anyway, both of them would have put the toy on full blast as soon as they had the control in their clutches anyway.

Iwaizumi took the phone as if it were a chore, while in reality the way you rocked in your seat, bit your lip so softly, fiddling with the thick silver ring on your collar.

He was so very grateful they were at a booth, so no one could see the way his cock was twitching in his pants.

He took in a deep sigh first, eyeing the control panel on the screen before slowly looking up to meet your gaze. He waited, patient as ever, despite the way the boys tried to egg him on. He waited until your lips parted.

He waited until the naive waitress approached the table, hands full of food.

And he cranked the dial. Not to the full blast of course, just enough that it would have your eyes widening, an unexpected gasp slipping from your lips as your hands shot into your lap. It was the waitress who said something first, her smile cheery as ever.

“Well Darlin, aren’t ya excited for breakfast!”

Issei snorted, along with Hanamaki who couldn’t hold back his laughter, even as the plates were being set down. You couldn’t even look the lady in the eye, afraid she’d notice the tears that sat fat in your lashes so instead you just gave her a soft hum of approval.

Iwaizumi had the perfect view though, not even paying attention to the steaming food before him as his eyes bore into you, watching the way you trembled against the leather seats. As soon as the waitress was gone he spoke up, clearing his throat so he’d catch your attention.

“Feels good?” When all he got was a nod in response Issei placed his hand on the back of your neck, fingers squeezing the leather further into your flesh.

“Words.” Was all he had to mumble before you spoke up, voice airy and very much stuttery.

“Y-Yes… feels good.”

“Good. Go on and eat.” His voice was still so casual as if he wasn’t turning you into a wet sopping mess right here in the middle of the restaurant. The boys took that as their own cue to eat, but they still all stared.

Stared at the way your fingers trembled as you gripped your fork, mewling as you stuffed your food between your lips in hopes that it would muffle your desperate sounds of delight. Stared at the way you leaned in closer to Issei, stared at the way you stared to grip the edge of the table, legs twitching so much it now seemed like a nervous bounce.

You chugged back some water, a tear finally falling and making your cheeks look puffy. Issei had to coo, swiping it away before any innocent bystanders noticed.

“What is it, baby? Foods spicy or somethin?”

You whimpered at that, looking at him before looking back to Iwaizumi. You were certain he hadn't taken his eyes off you the entire time he ate, pupils blown wide as the phone sat conveniently beside his plate.

“M-more--” Was all you could get out, thighs pressed together too tightly, fingers threatening to just plunge under your skirt had Issei’s hand not been there to block the path. Oikawa was grinning from ear to ear, giving Iwaizumi’s shoulder a nudge.

“Did ya hear that Iwa-Chan, ‘m-more’~” His voice was nothing but taunting, only making you squeeze around the vibrator tighter, fresh tears lining your lower lashes.

“Little slut… getting off on what's supposed to be a punishment,” Issei mumbled into his orange juice, his large palm giving your thigh such a hard squeeze you could have sobbed.

Iwaizumi wanted to believe he had a strong will, wanted to look you dead in the face and tell you ‘eat your food first before it gets cold’ or even degrade you for asking for something so lewd right here in the public eye.

But as you looked at him, desperate, whining, biting your lower lip so hard there would surely be a split in it, he just couldn’t help himself.

“Fuck it.” It was mumbled more to himself than the others, his fork falling to the table with a clank as he picked up the phone once more. His thumb smoothed over the dial, watching that way your lips hung lower and lower the higher it got.

All four boys would hear it now, the subtle sound of the vibrations emanating from your panties. Mattsun and Hanamaki could even feel it against the leather beneath them as you let out a silent sob. Issei noticed the way you were about to hide your face against the table and held the back of your neck once more, licking his lips.

“Don’t hide it, baby, c'mon. Cum right here, right now in front of all the boys and the people tryna eat in fucking peace.”

The words of praise, degradation, and tease given out by the boys all melted together as the vibrations travelled up your spine. Everything turned white as the cord in your abdomen snapped, heat ripping through you as you soaked your already soiled panties, along with the leather beneath you. You were panting, eyes slowly blinking back to reality to see amused and flushed faces all around.

Issei’s thumb was at your lips, and you lulled them open further on instinct as if his thumb was going to push into your mouth. Instead, he just wiped away at the little line of drool dripping down your chin, the one you had failed to notice in your haze of enjoyment.

“Good girl… that's my kitten.”

“Can’t believe she actually finished.” Hanamaki was nothing short of impressed

“I’m not, Mattsun trained her fucking well,” Oikawa stated pointedly, pouting when Iwaizumi nudged him from such a comment.

You were curled into Issei’s side now, tremors finally relaxing as you slowly sunk out of the haze. Matsukawa wrapped an arm around you, pressed a few kisses to your dampening hairline. He was subtle about feeling the seat between your thighs.

That is until it soaked his fingertips.

“Fuck me--.” He groaned, catching the boy's attention all over again as the waiter approached to collect their dishes.

“Since there's already a mess down here, might as well blame it on some ‘spilled water’ and go for round two, huh kitten?”

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chiyuvx · 4 years ago

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this is too fluff- my heart is gonna burst-

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chiyuvx · 4 years ago

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Ok so like how would Ushijima Aone Iwaizumi matsukawa asahi react to seeing their crush talking with some guy who’s been trying to ask her out and he doesn’t believe her when she says she has a bf until she sees the hq guy and just likes goes up to him and starts hanging off his arm smiling and she looks back at the other guy and says “told you I have a BIG STRONG bf” the dude looks beyond scared and says “sorry” and runs away scared LMAOO just like how would they react to that? and the hq guys confess after that and they start dating fr Sorry this is so long thank you !

pretending to be your boyfriend

feat. Ushijima, Aone, Iwaizumi, Matsukawa, Asahi

♡ note: f!reader

♡ a/n: so did you choose these guys to match the request or is your fav type of guy hehe. anyways this was v fun bc i wrote for 3 new characters today hehe

♡ part two, part three, part four

USHIJIMA

you ran into him at the grocery store, the produce aisle specifically

and after greeting one another the two of you parted ways and did your own produce shopping

which was a bit of a shame- you wanted to talk to him longer

unfortunately for you, the guy who’s always trying to flirt with you at the store was also there

“Here alone again I see? Why don’t I change that?” he asks, and you cringe at his attempt

at this moment, Ushijima walks to the vegetable you happen to be at

he was lowkey curious to see what you were talking about with this guy but he pretended to be looking through the vegetables

with your free arm, you link your arm with his and lean your head on him

“Can’t change that since I already have him as my boyfriend” you fake giggle and Ushijima looks down at you confused, but when he sees your pleading eyes he nods at you and looks back up at the guy

“Yes, that’s me” Ushijima says, and honestly- you kind of wish he could be a better actor but you know you just have to work with it

the guy stares at you dumbfounded at the fact that you think you can fool him

“I’m not an idiot Y/n, I know you’re lying. you both have separate grocery baskets. you aren’t dating” the guy says, and you feel yourself becoming more timid that you were caught

but Ushijima was not having it

“we live in different places so of course we’re using different baskets so our groceries don’t get mixed up. also I’m a volleyball player so what I need to eat is completely different from her. do you still think my girlfriend and I are lying” Ushijima says in a completely cold voice, different from how he talks to you

the guy steals another glance at Ushijima’s arms and gulps, “n-no... sorry for bothering you” he mutters before walking away

when he’s out of sight you let go of Ushijima and bow to him, thanking him in the process

“We should probably date for real though” he says

“I- we should what now?” you have to ask him to repeat it to make sure you weren’t hearing things

“We should date for real. He still seems pretty skeptical and I think it’s in our best interest to go out for real... for your safety of course” Ushijima explains, a faint blush forming on his cheeks

you smile at him, “Yeah, I guess we should huh... if it’s for my safety after all”

AONE

you and Aone bonded more when it was discovered you both liked to shop for flowers at the same florist

listen he buys his mom flowers every week and you can’t argue with that

and while at first you thought him indifferent, when he did speak to you, you learned that he was actually very careful with his words

you started to look forward to your weekly talks with him, surrounded by a beautiful array of flowers

and so the flower shop was your little safe haven

but as of the last couple of weeks, one of the new workers hired there just wouldn’t stop bothering you

he was always bombarding you with terrible flirts, and today he advanced to actually asking you out on dates

“c’mon, a pretty girl like you should go out with me” he said, and you panic about what to do next- what would be the best excuse to get him to stop bothering you

“Sorry, but I already have a boyfriend” you say without thinking, wondering how you were going to pull this off since you infact had no boyfriend at the time

the worker saw right through at you, and he smirked at you, “no you don’t”

but you remember that Aone was there and you call him over carrying a bouquet of marigolds

when he comes to you, you instantly hugs his free arm

“yes I do, and he’s right here. this is my cute boyfriend” you say

Aone stays silent and just stares at the other worker

and stares

and just stares at the guy- not saying a single word

the worker becomes so scared he excuses himself to the backroom

you on the other hand, don’t find him scary at all so when the annoying worker leaves you pull away from Aone

“thank you for your help!” you say, and Aone nods at you

he's silent for a second but he speaks up

“Y/n, would you like to go out with me” he softly asks, and you excitedly nod at him

“Yes! I would love to!” you break out into a wide smile

Aone nods, and puts the bouquet of marigold away. he gently holds your hand and leads you out of the shop

“Eh? where are we going Aone?” you ask, letting him lead the way

he pulls out his phone and starts searching up something

“Another flower shop to buy you flowers. One where workers don’t make you feel uncomfortable”

IWAIZUMI

it’s not that you didn’t enjoy parties- it’s just when some drunk guy keeps approaching you and trying to ask you out repeatedly despite you saying ‘no’, it really kills the mood for you

you made your way to the kitchen, and you saw Iwaizumi leaning against a counter talking to Oikawa

but before you could say hi, the dude came back

“Hey! Where did you go? You didn’t even answer my question!” the guy slurs his words together and you grimace

“I said I have a boyfriend” you remind him

“uhh, I don’t see him”

you remember Iwaizumi standing nearby, and you walk towards him and hug his arm

“he’s right here silly!” you say

Iwaizumi looks down at you, both flustered and confused, “you alright Y/n?” and he lowers his face to check to see if you’re wasted

“I’m alright babe, just telling this guy here I already had a cute and strong boyfriend”

you tilt your head in the direction of the other guy and when Iwaizumi sees the dude still checking you out, his first instinct is to wrap you in his arms and give a hard glare at him

honestly, you didn’t expect Iwaizumi to do this, but you move your arms to hug him back- it was admittedly very nice

Oikawa’s just standing there still trying his best not to laugh so much because as intimidating Iwaizumi is, he’s also blushing profusely because of you

anyways the dude takes one look at Iwaizumi and freaks out a bit

“oh shoot, sorry man- didn’t realize she was your girlfriend”

“even if she wasn’t you don’t pester a girl if she rejects you dumbass” Iwaizumi retorts, and the guy makes his way back to the living room, disappearing in a sea of people

when he’s gone, Iwaizumi reluctantly let go of you, and you took a step back, also feeling a bit upset you couldn’t remain in that position longer

“sorry about springing upon you like that all of a sudden, but thanks for your help Iwa...”

“uhh yeah it’s no problem....” Iwaizumi takes a sip of his drink and takes a deep breath, “but uh, you know it’s not a bad idea”

“What is?”

“If we went out” he said before taking another sip out of his drink, and when you paid more attention to him, you saw his face was shades redder. whether that was from his drink or that was him blushing you couldn’t be sure

but you quickly agreed, and spent the rest of the party chatting more with him in the kitchen

(Oikawa was also there but much to his dismay he wasn’t really involved in the conversation all that much)

MASUKAWA

“I’m telling you I have a boyfriend!!” you plead to the guy you always run into at the coffee shop

“I really don’t believe you, why don’t I fix that?” the guy said

you quickly scan the coffee shop, and you spotted a familiar face sitting at one of the tables

it was Matsukawa-someone you were well acquainted with, alongside three of his friends

you make a beeline to the table, with the guy trailing shortly behind, and plop a seat onto Matsukawa’s lap, surprising everyone there

honestly, it would have been better had he been standing because even this was a bit much for you, but desperate times call for desperate measures

“This is my boyfriend!!” you announce, throwing your hands around his neck, leaning in for a hug

and as you lean in, you quickly whisper, “I’m sorry but please go along with it”

the moment you said that Matsukawa has his arms snaked around your waist and smiled at the guy. speaking of, the guy got a good look at Matsukawa’s arms and got nervous at the sight

“Hey babe, who’s this?” he grinned at you and looked back at the guy

the two started having a small conversation, introducing themselves to one another, and during this time, you made eye contact to his other three friends, and they quickly came to the realization the situation you were in

unfortunately the guy caught sight of how the other three reacted and became suspicious

“Are- are you sure you two are dating? your friends don’t seem to know who she is”

“I keep my relationships private until we’re serious.” Matsukawa said without hesitation, and with a smug grin he continued, “and considering Y/n and I got pretty serious last night, it was only time they met her”

you blushed heavily- even though it obviously wasn’t true- it was still quite bold to allude to something like that

your reaction was sincere enough to cause the guy to utter an apology and walk away, leaving the coffee shop

“Oh my goodness, thank you so much for that Matsukawa, I owe you one” you sigh, and try to hop off his lap

except he doesn’t let you. he’s still holding onto your waist

“Hold on a second Y/n- you said you owe me one, and I’d like to cash in that favor by asking you out. I mean we might as well should since my friends here already think you’re my girlfriend” he chuckles

“Oh- okay...” you nod, not really expecting to come out of the situation with a boyfriend but who were you to complain really

“That’s fine and all Mattsun, but she can sit on her own chair you know” one of his friends said

“Oikawa. I literally see no free chairs available” Matsukawa answered with a straight face

there were so many free chairs

ASAHI

you were at the library, trying to reach a book that was way too high up on a shelf- like why are the shelves so tall? the average person can’t reach

but someone grabs the book and hands it to you- you quickly recognize the person as Asahi, a cute acquaintance of yours

“Ah! Thank you so much!” you say, giving him a small bow and smile

he smiles back and tells you its no problem before scouring the shelves for his book

“Oh? Y/n? Hey!” you hear to the other side of you and when you turn its the guy you were project partners with once but never stopped bothering you

“....hey” you reply, scanning your eyes back to the shelves

“You never replied to my texts, why don’t we go out sometime” the guy pesters you more- and honestly you weren’t sure how long he’d keep it up

“can’t- have a boyfriend” you say, hoping he bought your lie

“What? No you don��t. C’mon, just one date” the guy says, grabbing your wrist, but you quickly yank it back

your eyes widen at his action and you realize that you’re really going to need to make your lie believeable

“I do, he’s literally right here!!” you announce, turning back to Asahi and hugging his arm

Asahi is quite startled at what just happens, but he glances over at the guy and meekly nods

and of course the guy sees it differently, he thinks Asahi is looking him up and down, judging him- which is honestly very intimidating

“oh uh- I’m so sorry- I’ll go now” he stutters and runs off

Asahi is so confused the entire time

“I- I didn’t even say anything how did he believe this?” he asks

you don’t have it in you to tell him its because he looks frightening to others

“hmm, we must be pretty good actors then” you muse and Asahi nods to himself, who is he to argue

“maybe.... but uh hey Y/n?” he asks

“yeah?”

you turn around and you see Asahi not looking directly at you, he’s still looking at the bookshelf, but you can tell he’s not scanning for books at all

“would you like to maybe go out sometime?” he’s blushing profusely, and he’s honestly already regretting that he asked given that you rejected that other guy not too long ago

but to his surprise you don’t do that to him

“I'd love too!!” you grin at him and poor guy gets even more nervous now that you said yes

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chiyuvx · 4 years ago

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Aww what a fluffy way to start the morning! Also, how did you know I was craving some soft Makki 🥺 It's nice to hear that he has this side of him since he's usually depicted as being a tease/mischievous, laid back and so confident in bed. I'm curious as to how he ended up asking you out, after the first time and even proposing (I have a feeling he had to do it 'properly' since he was rejected in 'put on a show' HAHA! Not that he wouldn't try asking/be hopeful it would work after rounds of great sex again and again 😆). Only if it picks up your interest!! Have a nice day!

HAHAHA THANK U💕 this was so sweet of you. I was craving soft Makki too 🥺 he is just boyfriend material. I like to think this side of him came about because he was finally taking someone seriously and a relationship seriously. Probably saw you and was just like ‘ I don’t believe in love at first sight but damn.’

cw: suggestive jokes, fluff

You know that Oreo moment that Ross and Rachel had in friends. I just thought of it and I just think that’s one of the ways, you knew Hanamaki Takahiro, the hot, laid back, best pussy eater, funny guy, was finally taking whatever it was between you, seriously.

It also all started with that one time you two had sex. Just one hook up because the both of you were blown off by your respective dates. Hanamaki had suggested to chill at your place since it was cleaner and bigger, so of course you said yes, and it was normal. Then his visits almost became something you didn’t want to stop, and he had no intention of not crashing at yours whenever he had a chance.

“Really?”

“Yeah, nothing more hot than a guy in a suit and uniform,” you chuckled, swirling the remnants of your beer in its bottle. “How bout you? What’s your secret costume fantasy on a girl?”

These conversations were normal too. He felt so comfortable and at the same time, his heart was racing.

“Princess Leia in the golden bikini,” he quickly answered.

Your brows raised, Makki wondering if he finally scared you off. What he didn’t expect was for you to smile and reply, “Nice.”

Oh he was in love. He definitely was.

“You know I’ve done that before, Princess Leia fantasy thing. I think I still have it, I’m not sure,” you wondered out loud, Makki blushing at the thought of you in the skimpy outfit. “Wanna see?” You winked at him, only making him even more red in the face.

“Not till I take you out on a couple of dates first!” He blurted out, averting his eyes form your form that was imagining you in that Princess Leia get-up.

“You mean that?” Your voice softened, immediately grasping his attention.

“W-well...,” he rubbed the nape of his neck before sighing. “Yeah.”

“You’re so cute,” you chuckled, leaning back into the couch and gazing up at him with the gentle smile that was recently the last thing he thought about before he sleeps. “So when?”

“What?”

“When are you taking me out on a date?”

“OH! Well, um, Friday? Is Friday good? If that’s not good then Saturday is fine too—

“Friday is great,” you nodded, trying to hold back your giggles which you failed at miserably. You can never remember a moment with Makki where you weren’t smiling or laughing, and little did he know, that’s what made you so fond of him. “I’m glad you finally asked me out.”

“I’ve tried countless of times, what are you talking about?” He scoffed, a small smirk on his face, his heart in raced in his chest at his chance.

“Hiro...you told me you liked my face then ran off.”

“I was flustered!”

“On Valentine’s Day you were going to feed me chocolate and it fell down my shirt, and you reached into—

“Ah! I was trying to get it for you!”

“Your fingers were touching my boobs!”

“You have nice boobs.”

Y/N: 🙂

*insert friend’s reference *

“Nice? They’re nice? Just nice?”

“Well—“ he didn’t understand why you were getting so worked up.

“Hiro. Mittens are nice.”

“Okay I’m sorry! You have a really great, amazing set of breasts.”

You nodded at him, and let out a breath. “Thank you.”

After a brief moment of collection, Makki muttered to himself but you didn’t quite hear him .

“I think I love you.”

“What did you say?”

“NOTHING.”

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chiyuvx · 4 years ago

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sun kisses

Hanamaki Takahiro x f!reader

summary: a tropical getaway honeymoon with Hanamaki Takahiro

cw : kinda pwp, beach sex, breeding kink, fingering, fellatio, unprotected sex, husband!Hanamaki

word count : 2.6k

special mention 💕 @selfishwitch

a/n: this was pretty self indulgent cause Makki would be such a whipped husband and the thought makes me so soft for him adsgdhdk will still be a little in and off tumblr cause finals is next month 😔 miss you guys!

“Hot! Hot! Hot! Hot!”

Reaching behind you, you readjusted the fabric of your bikini bottom that hugged your bum snuggly, your vision that was dimmed by your thick rimmed cat eyed sunglasses moved from your book that you had been reading for a solid 10 minutes on your stomach. The heat of the sand beneath the beach towel warmed your body that was covered by the large parasol.

You raised your gaze only to see your tall, strawberry blond boyfriend hastily running beneath the sun, almost waddling, his feet burning on the white sand.

Hanamaki took shelter beneath your parasol groaning at the stinging pain in the soles of his feet.

“Need something cold Hiro?” You giggled, flipping to the next page of your book as he plopped himself beside you shaking his feet.

Makki’s nose was scrunched up muttering to himself about his feet but he sound of your voice made him glance at you, only to have a double take, the pain in his feet forgotten.

“You need help with um...sunscreen on your back?” He suddenly chirped, the not so innocent excitement in his tone evident, his hand already resting on the small over your back and resisting the urge to untie the ribbon of your bikini top.

“Did you put sunscreen before you left the suite?” You threw the question back at him, propping yourself on your elbows to turn your body towards him. That specific look in his eyes you knew all too well, he was eyeing you like you were the profiteroles served to you and him last night at dinner.

“I did,” he replied, hand digging into the beach bag for the sunscreen bottle. He was never gonna let an opportunity to touch you or more simply go unclaimed. Besides this little one week vacation was not just some vacation, in this one he was allowed to touch you as much as he wanted because he was your—

“As a husband,you shouldn’t lie to your wife ,” you teased in a sing-song voice, giggling once more before lying down on your stomach once more to continue your book.

“Okay, maybe I did lie but I did put on sunscreen,” he shrugged, laying on his side very close to you, your skin touching his shirtless upper body. “I wasn’t able to reach my back maybe so that my beautiful wife can take care of me.”

“How much more of my attention do you need?” You gazed turned to your right, your cheek resting on your folded arms, his face inches away from yours.

“So much more,” he smirked, leaning in to capture your lips in a kiss, his tongue swiping your lower lip indicating for more but you pulled back, a childish pout instantly forming on his face.

“Really though, you should’ve put on sunscreen,” you simply said , sitting up and taking the sunscreen bottle while his eyes flicked to your breasts , watching it jiggle in your bikini. “Go on, lie down on your stomach.”

The soft crash of the waves on the shore and distant chirps of sea gulls flying high in the sky were quick to lure Makki into a moment of calmness, and the shadow casted over the two of you by the parasol provided shelter from the sun and helped his skin cool down. Plus, your hands were working wonders on his back, massaging the sunscreen on his back, soft palms sliding on the skin and fingers applying pressure to spots that would relax him.

You even went out of your way to massage the sunscreen onto his torso, a gentle look in his eyes as he know laid on his back watching you apply the sunscreen on his chest.

“That bikini is tiny,” he pointed out.

“Your sister added stuff to my luggage for me. She has good taste,” you replied, sunscreen finally absorbed into his skin but your hand wouldn’t stop caressing his torso eyes on the freckles along his skin.

“I’d prefer it off of you.” He lazily reached out a hand, hooking a finger on your flimsy bikini top and tugging at it.

“Is doing it on the beach one of your things on your to-do list?” You removed your sunglasses and put it aside to see his sun kissed pink glowing skin, a not so prominent tan on him but enough to accentuate the shape of his toned muscles.

“Mayyybeee,” his hand now cupped your breast beneath the fabric, fingers pinching your soft nipple that began to harden with his touch. “Lazy beach sex sounds sexy, don’t you think?”

“You’re making me think you married me for other reasons,” you joked, leaning forward to place a kiss on his stomach on a spot where his freckles were. He hummed at the contact, placing his hand on the small of your back.

“I can’t believe you married me,”

“Me too.”

“Oi what?!”

His reaction made you laugh, a smile still present on his face desire your remark. The back and forth between you, something he lived for daily.

“I can’t believe my luck,” you chuckled, finger tracing along the hem of his beach shorts, a tent already forming against the fabric.

“I can’t believe my luck too, trust me.”

“Mhm,” you simply hummed, kissing along the sun kissed spots on his pelvis, your hand pushing his shorts low enough so that his cock could spring free. You could feel the heat of his eyes on you, warmth collecting in your core to see how needy he always was for you. That’s one of the things you loved about him, he always made you feel needed and loved in more ways than one.

“For real?” Makki bit his lip as you kissed along his shaft.

You nodded before swirling your tongue around his tip, wetting it, his eyes already shutting in bliss at the mere motion.

Your warm hand wrapped around his hardened length and gave a few pumps, gripping him in the way you knew would have him cumming in minutes and if you added your mouth, maybe just maybe you may have a record of how fast you can make him cum.

“Baby, don’t tease,” he groaned, his cock still not sheathed inside your pretty mouth. He bucked his hips a little. “C’mon, let your hubby cum.”

You gave him a little glare before letting his tip slip past your lips, both of you moaning. Your eyes shut as you hollowed your cheeks, slowly bobbing your head up and down his length, filthy praises spilling from Hanamaki’s lips. He was hot and heavy in your mouth which surprised you because there wasn’t really a single moment during this getaway that you two weren’t fucking, and with this mornings struggle to leave the soft bed, you had half expected him to sort of have a lower libido during the day but you were wrong.

His hand petted your head and pushed you further down his length. “Take me all the way in, baby. Fuck. Haven’t had you blow me in awhile ,” he groaned, eyes never leaving the way you sucked his cock, the lewd wet slurping and your muffled moans, music to his ears.

His other hand caressed your rear, slipping under the fabric of your bottoms to slip a finger between your folds, a hum of delight sounding from him as he spread your slick all over you cunt, your core clenching at the contact.

“Already so wet,” he chuckled, fingers finding your clit and rolling it between them, making you moan around his length not ceasing your movements to take him all the way down your throat. He kept playing with your little sensitive puffy nub not only to give his sweet baby girl some attention but also because when you moaned around his cock the vibrations felt mind blowing.

Your hips wiggled asking him for more, asking him to slip a finger or two inside but all you received was a tight slap against your rear.

“Greedy little thing you are,” he chuckled, squeezing the fat of your ass while your gaze all cute and doe eyed locked with his, begging him to touch you more.

Makki enjoyed this view better than the landscape around the two of you in your little private villa. You knelt beside him and bent over, mouth gagged by his cock and your tits pressed against his hip. He loved this more than anything and was definitely one of the many images he’ll treasure from this trip.

“Mhmf...mhm...” you whined around his length, your pussy aching so terribly to be played with and yet you were getting nothing while you eagerly bobbed your head up and down his length.

“You really want it that bad huh?” Makki cooed and you nodded your head. “You’re so cute when you beg,” he added untying your bikini bottom before slipping two fingers into your dripping wet cunny, his digits slicked by your essence at the first dip.

Your toes curled at the sensation. Your walls squeezed around his digits greedily and Makki was quick to curl and scissor his fingers in your cunny, thrusting in and out fast to have you squirming on top of him. The gentle waves of pleasure was constant but enough to have the coil inside you begin to tighten as well as your throat.

“F-fuck! Baby, wait,” he choked out, his hips bucking up close to cumming. “Don’t wanna cum in your mouth.”

Your brows furrowed as you sat up a little, his cock slipping from your mouth with a pop as you tilted your head to the side, Makki’s fingers halting their ministration making you bite your lip.

“Need you to ride me. Can you do that for me?”

He knew he didn’t have to ask but he did anyways because it was so cute how your lashes fluttered as you nodded quickly. You took a little glance at the empty private beach area making sure none of the resort staff could see the two of you before straddling your husband.

Your hand positioned his cock at your entrance, rubbing the tip along your slit to coat it more with your arousal before you finally, lowered your hips to meet his, a moan both leaving you two breathily.

“You feel so good, Hiro,” you hissed, relishing the way his cock glided against your walls, sucking him inside of you.

“Never can get enough of my cock can’t you baby?” He grinned, hands finding purchase on your hips to guide you lower. His eyes were glued to your pretty cunt split around his cock that slowly disappeared inside of you. “Always so willing to take me aren’t you?”

“A-always,” your voice trembled, hips desperately beginning to move to curb the hunger for his cock. He filled you up just right and he was nice and long that he easily brushed your g-spot effortlessly. It was like he was made for you. “Hiro is mine,” you whimpered, rolling your hips the way he liked it.

“Fuck, am all yours baby.” He squeezed your hips, guiding you to bounce on his cock, the sound of his skin slapping against yours crescendoing the harder and faster you fucked him.

Makki watched in awe, as you squeezed his length so tightly, your cunny desperate to cum and milk him at the same time. Your tits spilled out of your flimsy bikini and the fabric that still remained on you, only accentuated the soft flesh. He couldn’t help but take one of those pebbled buds between his fingers pinching and pulling at them which only spurred him and you on.

“Hiro!” You cried out, rocking your hips faster to feel his cock bury deeper inside of you, rubbing against your g-spot and nudging against your cervix. “Cum inside me, Hiro. Please n-need you to cum.”

“Yeah?” He smirked, his hand on your hip moving to your lower lips, thumb pressing against your clit and rubbing tight slow circles making you keen and cream around his cock. “Want to make me a daddy?”

You nodded desperately, moving your hips up and down struggling to reach your peak. You were so close but you weren’t really there yet and your body was on fire, the heat and the pleasure making your head spin.

Makki gently pulled you down, your lips crashing onto his that attacked yours with passion, tongue dipping between your lips to taste you. Your body was plush against his while his hands held your hips slowly rocking himself up into you, shallow yet deep thrusts.

“Hiro.” His name left your lips in a chant, like a prayer, losing yourself more and more at the delicious waves of pleasure.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got you,” he grunted, stilling your hips only to upthrust hard into you and starting a breathlessly fast pace, tip ramming against your cervix mercilessly.

“Ah! Hiro!” You cried out, hands squeezing his shoulders, clutching onto him. No matter how many years you’ve been together, he never failed to make you feel so utterly good.

“Gonna breed this tight cunt,” he groaned, increasing the strength of his thrusts making your back arch into him babbling nonsense and reduced to nothing but a moaning mess.

It was too much. Too delectably much. It was a high that could never compare to anything else and you thought people were mad when they said they were love drunk on their partner, and yet here you were feeling exaclty that with Hiro, whom you had just tied the knot with four days ago.

“I love you,” you managed to say, but it was so soft and laced with wanton need. “Love you s’much.” You buried your face in the crook of his neck, the smell of the ocean and his cologne something you’d remember forever.

“I know baby, I know,” he panted, voice deep and fingers tangled with your hair, his grip getting tighter as he neared his release. “C-cum with me baby, come on—fuck.”

White was all you saw for a split second as your lips parted in a silent cry, body shaking against your husband, walls clamping around his length and earning a sharp intake of breath from him as you milked him for what he’s worth.

More cusses were uttered under his breath as he gripped your hips, keeping you still on top of him, cock nestled comfortably inside of you as he spilled inside of you, painting your walls white. A shaky breath of relief left you as you remained close to him, the heat of tropical climate adding to that warmth of his body, you could even mistake this for a fever dream.

Makki pressed soft kisses on the crown of your head, hands lazily caressing your skin as the two of you came down from your high, pussy throbbing around him still.

“Don’t want this to be over,” Makki murmured, burying his nose in your hair. “Do we really have to leave this place? Why can’t we honeymoon for another week?”

“Because we have responsibilities at home and also because you’ll miss you side piece,”

“My side piece?” Makki’s scrunched up, a small smile just about to break out on his face.

“Our dear Matsukawa,” you giggled.

“Damn, I said I’d get him a souvenir,” he remembered, hand resting on the curve of your back. “Him becoming a godfather to my kid should be enough though right?”

“Hiro, how’s that a souvenir?”

“Cause I’ll be damned if we leave this place without conceiving. I’m surprised you’re not pregnant yet,”

“Guess you’ll have to fuck me more ,” you hummed as if deep in thought, knowing it’ll get a reaction from him, his libido always so high. “But no more beach sex.”

“I’m surprised we even managed to get to leave the bed.”

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