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ooOoOps do you do ships?

Yes i do XDSorry i havent replied to your ask ive been busy on other sites (u know where pfft-)

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Hey hey hey lemme whisper i yo ear

*whispers* haikyuu pirate au

trash king and cat daddy wearing an eyepatch

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hi!! i just wanted to say i love your writing and i hope you're doing well!!!

thank you! I’m not very active recently so I apologize for that since I was concentrating on other stuff both in real life (ahem, school) and online :3 But overall, I’m doing good ^^

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Hihii~ can i request a inuoka kai one. Where he and this girl are eternal rivals at school and he hates her. He must hate her. Right ? But whenever they meet , his heart goes *badump badump* . And kuroo plays matchmaker. Thehehe. Thanks !!

A/N : if i remember correctly his name is Inouka So XD but sure! here it is, the long awaited (not really) request //i was busy so i apologize ;-;

“Kuroo Tetsuro I swear when I get out of this closet, I will shave your head bald so you won’t have to complain about your stupid bedhead ever again!!” You screamed, slamming your fist against the door like a mad gorilla. Kuroo, your upperclassman and captain asked you to go pick up some more balls since ‘there wasn’t enough’. And somehow you ended up trapped inside the storage room, yelling for help. You couldn’t help but think it was one of Kuroo’s schemes.

“Wah, ___, where did all the ‘respect your senpai’ go?”

“Up your ass!”

He snickered followed by footsteps getting further away from the door and everything became quiet.

…

“Kuroo-senpai?”

…

“This is not funny, are you really leaving me here?”

Dropping down to your knees, you feel your soul leaving your body at the realization that you’re going to be stuck in the supply closet until someone comes tomorrow. A movement caught at the corner of your eye made you yelp, your hands forming a fist.

“(L-L/n)?!”

“Geh, it’s you..!” In front of you stood Inouka Kai, an equally shocked expression on his face when he sees you on the floor. Unlike you, Inouka was pushed into the storage room by someone  instead of entering willingly and was trapped inside for about ten minutes until the door opened once more. And the person that entered was you who unfortunately is stuck this dark room.

The two of you remained silent, sitting beside each other with an awkward atmosphere surrounding the area. You swear once you get out of here, you’re going on a manhunt for Kuroo Tetsuro.

Inouka moved slightly away from you, the male was mumbling incoherently, fidgeting here and there.

“Stop shifting around, dumbass,” You grumbled.

He made an annoyed sound before saying, “Hah?! All I did was move a bit!”

You shifted closer to him, shoulders almost touching, “Why are you trying to stay away from me? Do I smell bad?”

“S-stop doing that!”

“Do what? This?” You inched closer to him and you could hear his breathing quickened, “What the hell..you sound like you’re dying. Are you okay?”

“I-it’s just whenever I see you, you make my heart would go BADUMP and then everything feels like WAAAHH, then-then when you smile my heart just- DOKIDOKI- I don’t know why-” Inouka paused then gasped, “A-Am I really dying? What did you do to me?!”

Oh..So that explains why he kept avoiding you recently. “You like me, Inouka-san.”

“N-no way! I don’t like you, it can’t be! I hate you-”

“You’re in denial.”

“No way..” Inouka mumbled, a hand over his face. his face may be covered but you can tell that it’s as red as a tomato from his reddened ears.

You crossed your arms over your chest, turning to look at him “I like you too, even though you can be annoying sometimes.”

Inouka froze, stiffly turning to face you. You were glad the room was dark enough to hide your red, embarrassed face, “W-what a funny joke (l/n). As if I’d fall for tha-mh..!”

Smashing your lips on his, you grab on the collar of his jersey and pulled him closer to you. Inouka let out a noise that sounds similar to a dog whining, his hands automatically went to hold onto each side of your shoulders. You pulled away, staring right into his eyes.

“There. You still think it was a joke?”

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TSUKKI.FLUFF. Thanks ~~~

A/N : Oh lordy I haven’t been active on tumblr at all ; - ;

well, im still going to write it anyway XD

“Stop it.”

Your muffled giggles filled the room, face buried on Tsukishima’s sweater, your hands made its way to his hips, brushing it slightly against the spot that made him jolt.

“I’m warning you. One more and I’m kicking you out.”

“Aw, but Tsukki, I didn’t know you were ticklish,” You said, looking up at the male who is concentrating on the TV in front of him. The two of you were watching a documentary for almost the whole day. The documentary ranged from birds to dinosaurs to insects (much to your disgust) and now you two are watching about how stone fish are able to camouflage to their surroundings.

Tsukishima gave you a warning glare before bringing his attention back to the TV in front of him.

Poke.

“Tsukki, I’m bored.”

Poke.

“Tsuk~ki~”

The blonde clicked his tongue, grabbing you by the chin and pulled your face to face him. Tsukishima pressed his lips against yours and you gasped. He mentally smirk at the sound you made and pulled away but you wanted more, trying to press your lips against him again.

“If you don’t stop poking me I won’t kiss you anymore.”

Your face reddened as you nodded, “O-okay..”

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reblogging ‘cause I'm not active ; - ;

Is this a Ushijima marathon?! Sign me up!! I want jealous Ushiwaka because Oikawa flirt with her and the girl is totally oblivious of it! We want more Wakawaka!!

A/N : lmao yup an ushijima marathon XD

i was hoping to get a request for other charas but not that i mind tho lol u anons just can’t get enough of wakawaka-chan

Pairing : Ushijima x Reader

“Ne, do you want to go get something to eat after the match? I’m sure it’ll be fun to get to know more about you,” Oikawa smirked, leaning his face closer to yours. It was before the start of the match. You came to cheer Ushijima on but since it was your first time coming to this gigantic place, you got lost. And obviously, you ask for some help and that person so happened to be the Oikawa Tooru who was just walking by.

‘Free food!’ “Uh, sure..?” You blinked, backing away slightly from the male, wondering why he had to lean so close to you. Clutching the bento close to your chest, you look around hoping to spot a certain mop of dark, olive brown hair.

You didn’t know what Oikawa Tooru look like before he told you his name. You aren’t really a fan of sports so it was perfectly clear why you didn’t recognize the handsome male you just asked for directions.

“_______’s your name right? It fits a pretty girl like you.”

“Thanks…well, I have to, uh- go now so-”

“_______.”

Upon hearing the voice, your face immediately lit up and turned to face the speaker. There he stood in his Shiratorizawa jersey with his hands in his pockets, an unamused look on his face, “Toshi!”

Oikawa did a doubletake and stared at the two of you dumbfounded, “Wait, You and him- wha..”

“She’s my girlfriend,” Ushijima said bluntly, not single hint of shyness in his face. He placed his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him. His brows furrowed when he remember the sight of you being so close to his long-term rival. You skipped towards him and turn to face Oikawa who still has a look of disbelief on his face but soon change into a fake smile, waving at you.

“See you later, ______-chan~” Oikawa chimed, walking away towards where his team is waiting.

When he was a good distance away, Ushijima grabbed you by the shoulder, a disapproving look on his face, “Why are you with him?”

“I was lost and he so happened to be the closest person to ask for directions..” You fidgeted with the fabric of the bento wrap, “He seems nice.”

“No he isn’t,” Ushijima corrected in a split second, fist clenched,“And he invited you to a date and you accepted.”

“He did?” Your eyes widened, “I thought he just wanted to hang out. I need to tell him that-” Suddenly you realized something, “Toshi…could you possibly be jealous?”

“What if I am?” He avoided your gaze while you laughed, “That (damn)Oikawa..”

“Toshi, leaned down for a bit,” You motioned for him to lower his body down slightly to your height and you smiled, standing on your tip toes. Pressing your lips against his cheek, you giggled when you saw the tip of his ears turned pinkish but his face was still that usual stone face, “I’m yours and no one else, remember that.”

He fell in love with you even more.

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AU ; Chapter 3

Pairing(s) :  Main ; Kuroo/Reader, Slight Bokuto/Akaashi

Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | 

You felt a pang on your chest at his words, eyes wide.

"How dare you-"

"There was not a single trace of the real killer. No trace of intrusion, no signs of someone suspiscious or any DNA. Just the weapon, a gun attached with a silencer in it." Kuroo cut you off, "It has been six damn years and there's still no clue who the real killer was. The only thing that came in mind is that the killer must be a Special."

You felt your eye twitched, "You can't just make assumptions like that! I thought you're a detective, the founder of Nekoma, renowned private police group yet you can't solve your own case! Relying on what you think!" 

"That's why I need your powers to help me!" Kuroo was seething in anger, glaring down at you, stepping on the break of the car causing the vehicle to stop right in the middle of the road. Your body flew forward, fortunately being held by the seatbelt or you would have crashed out of the car. The cars behind you honked angrily, tires screeching against the road.

Leaning back on your seat, you closed your eyes. What have you gotten yourself into.

"You want me to find the real killer of your parents?"

"I need someone who has the abilities to teleport to places and through time. And you fit the description." 

"Hell no."

"Hah?"

Crossing your arms, you sighed, "Look, if I use my abilities I might accidentally change the future or worse, distort reality. I'm also not that powerful. I might faint from using too much of my abilities. I can go into coma from overusing my abilities!"

"It won't be that far to the past. Just six years."

You almost chocked at the amount of time needed to travel in the past, "Six years is too far! I might affect some events that happened six years ago and change even a person's future completely!"

"That's what I want. Affect my past, change my future, find the killer before they kill my parents." 

"Well, aren't you selfish." You gave him a hard look, "As expected of a rich boy. What am I going to get in return?"

"A million dollars."

"And?"

He sighed, "I'll pay your student loan."

"Deal."

Why did you even agreed with this again?

A scream erupted from your throat as you accidentally teleported onto a sixty story skyscraper's roof top with Kuroo howling in laughter while holding your hand. The male had told - more like ordered - you to try teleporting one hour to the past but instead here you are on top of this building trying not to feel nauseous from the height. 

"Stop laughing!"

"Oh fuck this is hilarious!"

"Don't make me throw you down this damn building." You hissed, tempting to push him off and send him flying down to the busy streets below.

"C'mon, try it again, maybe you can do it this time."

Suddenly, a dull pain coming from your head made you wince, letting go of the male's hand to place it on your head. You closed your eyes hoping the pain will slowly go away but it didn't. It became worse.

"Shit, not again," You muttered under your breath, trying to find something to hold or lean onto and the only thing nearby is Kuroo in which you held onto his shoulder for support.

Kuroo had a worried look on his face at your sudden action, "Hey, are you okay?"

You blinked up at him, visions blurry, "You remember when I said if I overuse my abilities I might go into coma?"

"Yeah?"

"I feel like I'm going to have one of those."

"Wha- holy shit."

"Send...back, we don't...ourselves.."

"She...only hope..."

"Kur...stubbor-..."

The muscle between your brows twitched, your eyes slowly fluttered open and light greeted your irises, temporary blinding you. The light cause you to squint, blinking rapidly trying to adjust your vision.

"We need her, Yakkun. She has the abilities that we don't." You heard Kuroo's voice just beside you.

Another male voice spoke up in a warning tone, "Kuroo."  

"Ngh." You groaned, turning to your side to face the two arguing guys, "What's happening?"

Now that you have a clearer look on the other man's face, you noticed he has caramel colored hair and he's rather..short. Despite the shortness, he possess a mature aura around him with the serious expression on his face. This 'Yakkun' guy looked down at your form, sighing with a small shake of his head.

"Miss _____." He began, "I'd like to apologize for what this guy brought you into. Whatever deal you and him made-"

Kuroo interrupted him, "-is still ongoing."

"Kuroo!"

"I'm the boss here, Yaku. My orders are absolute whether you like it or not." Kuroo's voice dropped down slightly, glaring at the shorter male. Ah, so his name is actually Yaku. Yaku gritted his teeth but listened to the male anyway. What is he going to gain when he just keeps arguing with Kuroo? Nothing.

"I'm just warning you. If something happens to her, you will be the one who takes responsibility. Also,  if something bad happens to you, everyone in Nekoma will also be affected." With that, Yaku walked over to the door and twisted the doorknob open, walking out.

When it was sure that Yaku's faraway from earshot, Kuroo sighed, looking down at you on his bed with the covers covered up to your nose. Your gaze went to him and furrowed your brows, silently asking him 'what the hell is going on?'.

"It's normal. Kind of a routine already for the two of us to argue." Kuroo plopped onto his bed causing it to dip and bounce slightly from his weight. The ravenette sat up, turning to look at you still staring at him owlishly, "You fell unconscious the whole day if that's what you were wondering."

"Where am I?"

"My house."

"Oh," Now that you got to take a good look around your surroundings, you noticed that the interior is very..minimalistic yet luxurious looking. The walls are maroon color and the floors are carpeted in a dark grey-ish color. You bet it's gonna feel so soft on your feet. There's a large window that showed a view of the night sky and city below. Could it be that you are in some sort of condo? And the bed you're laying on. Oh, the bed is so soft and fluffy unlike your bed at the apartment. It felt like you're sleeping on a cotton candy- a gigantic cotton candy.

"Hey."

The male's voice made you break out of your thoughts to see him staring at you with a worried look on his face.

"You were spacing out. Are you feeling okay?"

You clicked your tongue, glaring at him. kuroo was a bit taken aback from your sudden change of mood. Ignoring the male's shock, you began to scold him, "I told you I can't use my abilities to time travel six years to the past. That is suicide for me." You grumbled, sitting up from the bed with arms crossed to your chest. Closing your eyes, you let out a sigh for the umpteenth time, "You saw what happened earlier. I went unconscious just from teleporting on top of some stupid sky scraper."

"Look, I'm sorry for making you do that. It's my fault alright? I just..." Kuroo's shoulders slumped.

"Just?" You opened one eye, tapping your foot against each other impatiently waiting for his answer.

"I need to know the truth. i want to know what's the reason the killer killed my parents and to do that, I need to catch him before he could kill my parents again. That's why," He looked at you in the eyes, grasping both your hands in his, "I need your help."

Opening your eyes, you look down to your hands that are still grasp in his larger ones, "To be honest, I feel like I'm treading dangerous waters here. I don't know what I'm going to get involve and my abilities aren't that powerful to even travel an hour to the future just thinking about traveling back six years to the past...I feel like I want to vomit all of a sudden."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Why are you so weak?"

"Excuse me?!" You hissed.

Kuroo let go of your hand to raise it up defensively in front of him, "I mean- Aren't Specials suppose to be strong both physically and mentally? All the Specials I fought with all incredibly strong to the point that they can hurl a truck at me.."

"Because I don't want to use them. I don't even see the use in them at all." 'Unless I'm late for college..' You mentally added.

"Most Specials would use their abilities to show off.."

"I'm not like other Specials then."

"Of course. You're a strange one you know.." He trailed off, a sheepish smile slowly made its way to his lips, "Now that I realize. We haven't introduce ourselves properly at all."

A huff of what sounds like laughter escapes through your nose, extending your hand in front of his, "____(l/n), an ordinary college student working at Black Cat as a part time job."

Kuroo chuckled, taking ahold of your hand once more, "Tetsuro Kuroo, founder of Nekoma and your boss at Black Cat."

"Why the name 'Black Cat' though?"

"I was planning on naming it Black Dog but Yaku kept complaining about how the name sounds like a gun shop than a cafe."

"...I have to agree with him."

The ravenette rolled his eyes, standing up from the bed, "It's already late. You should get back to your apartment. I'll drive you home."

"It's fine. I can walk on my own. I bet you have something more important to do."  You said, standing up from the bed, your legs wobbling from the lack of movement for a long period of time. "If you'll excuse me," You were about to walk out of the door but he stopped you.

"What type of gentleman lets a lady walk alone at night?"

"I'm an independent lady thank you very much." You persisted, trying to shake his hands off of your shoulder.

"Let me."

"..."

"Just think of it as an apology for making you faint."

"Fine."

Stepping out of the expensive car, you quietly thank the man for bringing you home before closing the door shut. You were expecting him to drive off but he rolled down the window and you tilted your head in confusion.

"Hey ____, you have work tomorrow at the cafe, right?

"Yeah."

Kuroo gave you a wink, a smirk of his face, "See you tomorrow then."

He drove off, leaving you even more confuse. 'What does he mean by see you tomorrow?'

You walked into your apartment, taking the worn out and noisy lift up to the sixth floor. Upon reaching the floor, you walked out of the lift and went to your room, blinding searching for the keys in the pocket of your pants, cursing under your breath during the process. Pulling out the keys, you unlock the door and went in. 

The musky smell of old wooden floor tiles mix with cheap house freshener greeted your nostril causing you to wrinkle your nose in distaste. You noticed the light coming from the kitchen and called out your roommate's name.

Yahaba peeked out from the doorway of the kitchen, a cup of hot milk in his hand, "You're later than usual. Were you at the library again?"

You shook your head, walking into the kitchen to prepare dinner- cup noodles, "Nah, just got a bit of problem at work."

"Ok then." Yahaba said, not wanting to pry into whatever business you had.

"How 'bout you?" You placed the cup of water into the microwave, punching your fingers on the button and wait for it to heat up.

Yahaba took a gulp of milk from the cup, "The usual. Volleyball with the guys after class. Tired as hell." 

The microwave made a 'beep beep' sound and you took out the cup of now hot water and poured it into the cup noodle, covering the top with a plate, leaving it to cook.

"You can't sleep?"

"How'd you know?" Yahaba raised a brow.

"Hot milk." You pointed at the cup he is holding.

"Observant."

"Of course."

It became silent for a few minutes before Yahaba spoke up once again, leaning on the counter, his expression turned serious.

"Say, ____."

"Hmm?" You said, now slurping on the noodle.

"You heard the news? About a Special that can control the minds of others?  The ones that Nekoma captured last month? They said he managed to escape from custody and is now on the loose somewhere in the area."

You paused, giving the younger male a hard stare, "Yahaba if this is your way of trying to scare me-"

"I'm serious."

"Fuck then."

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AU ; Chapter 2

Pairings ; Main ; Kuroo/Reader

Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 |

Someone snaps their finger in front of your face bringing you out of your thoughts. You blink, looking up to see one of your co-worker and friend, Haiba Lev. Lev is a tall, half Russian-Japanese studying in the same university as you. You two know each other by working in the cafe, Lev works in the cafe a bit longer than you. The guy nearly scared you half to death with his intimidating height the first time you met when he is actually just a giant baby.

"You look tired, you okay?" He asked. The cafe today is not so busy unlike during the weekends. Your eyes gaze to the clock, it read, 3 : 17 PM then back to Lev.

"I guess I slept a little late last night. I also had a weird dream about meeting Kuroo Tetsuro...weird.." you answered, laughing sheepishly, "It felt so real but when I woke up I'm on a bed in my apartment that's when I realized it's just a dream."

"That's really a weird dream.." Lev agreed, looking out of the glass window of the cafe, his green eyes widened, tensing up immediately. 

"Is something wrong?" You followed his gaze to see a red ferrari pulled up just in front of the cafe. Lev excused himself, going to the back of the counter. Brows furrowed, you tilt your head. Why would someone that wealthy be coming to a cafe in this area? This area are mostly small shops and apartments. Nonetheless, you didn't really care, continuing to clean the tables.

It was a tiresome day today. Not getting enough sleep, tripped over your foot while in a hurry to go to class, going to class late and being lectured by a customer earlier today. You sighed at the thought. You feel that this is only just the beginning.

The sound of the cafe door creaked open along with the chime of the bell hanging on the door making you wince. Someone needs to oil the door. Even without looking you can hear heavy footsteps approaching your spot, probably to find a seat at the corner of the cafe. A shadow loomed over you and you told them that you'll be finish shortly.

"Found you, kitten."

Upon hearing the sound of that familiar voice, you perked up, slowly turning around to see Kuroo Tetsuro with a small smirk on his face, hand on his hips clad in a black suit. A confident aura surrounding him. The man's hair is as wild as ever just like what you saw on TV. Kuroo placed his hand on the already clean table, leaning slightly with the support of the said hand, head tilted.

"How may I help you..?" The unsure tone of your voice was a dead giveaway of how confuse you are. Suddenly, you wondered if you were hallucinating.

Kuroo raised a brow, his lips stretched even wider, "Not a single 'thank you' for bringing you back to your apartment after you passed out?"

So it wasn't a dream-

"Wait, it wasn't a dream?" You repeat your thought out loud.

Then you remembered that you saved his life last night by pushing him out of the way.

"Hah? You should be the one who says 'thank you', I saved your life! If not then you'd be a barbecue!" a glare was sent to his way, and the man held his hands up defensively.

A squeak interrupted before you can lectured him further. Your manager straightened up, her eyes wide in a panic, "___, apologize right now."

Mouth gape open, you stared at her in disbelief, "But manager, he-"

"I'm sorry about this, boss!"

Boss?

You did a double take, looking between the manager then Kuroo alternately before you let out a loud 'what'. Lev who was behind the counter, ducked his head down, pretending to be making coffee. Some people in the cafe either whispered to themselves while some began to pull out their phone in case something happened. 

"I own this place, lady." Kuroo leanes his face dangerously close to you, his hazel eyes gleamed in amusement, "..and coincidently, you work here which made it easy for me to find you."

"What do you want from me then, sir?" 

The man grabbed you by the wrist, pulling you out o the cafe whilst you complained in protest. The manager and Lev can only stare as you were dragged into the red ferrari that you now know belongs to Kuroo Tetsuro, the renowned billionaire and founder of Nekoma, the private police force. He shoved you into the passenger seat, slamming the door shut then went to the driver's seat, putting on his seatbelt, you followed suit even though you are tempted to jump out of the vehicle and run for your life.

If not for the gun you now noticed tucked in the pocket of his pants.

As he drove off, you prayed to whatever is up above the heavens to save you from this man for you did not do anything wrong to deserve this. What if he is taking you to jail because you're a Special? It is well known how much Kuroo dislike Specials, Specials who commit crime. So it's a relief (not really) since you've never commit a crime your whole life unless having a cup of coffee in Black Cat cafe without paying is one.

"I need you to do something for me."

Kuroo suddenly spoke up, his eyes trained on the road in front of his, making a sharp right turn casing your head to bump against the window followed by a hiss escaping your lips.

"Oops, sorry."

"It fine," You spat bitterly, crossing your arms, "Before answering your question, how did you know where I live?"

"Now, now, no need to get all angry sweetheart," Kuroo teased, causing you to feel even more annoyed, "I saw your ID in your bag and did some background check."

You did a double take at what he said , "You rummaged through my bag? And why a background check?!"

"Just to make sure you don't belong to ant of those gangs wandering around the city, especially a Special."

You've never felt this offended in your whole life.

"Excuse me? Just because I have abilities you don't have doesn't mean you have to discriminate me like I'm some sort of wild, rabid animal. Why do you hate us so much-"

"Because your kind killed my parents."

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Hello there! I would like to request a Tendo x fem!s/o that happens to be Ushijima's sister? Has that been asked yet? I don't know, I'm still really new to tumblr. Anyways, i really like your writing and I hope you have a nice day!

There she is, sitting on the bleachers waiting for volleyball practice to end as  usual. Her fingers tapping away no her phone, her legs shifting to a new position from time to time. Hair tied into a ponytail, she tilted her head to the side causing the hair to bounce at the movement.

Ushijima ___. 

Her and Wakatoshi may be related but they aren’t the same.

She isn’t athletic nor smart, no special talent that made her stand out. She’s clumsy and awkward when it comes to communicating with people. Her looks are on the average level, too.

But she’s kind, caring and helpful. 

Sure, she can be shy sometimes when he teases her bit that’s what made him fall for her even harder.

Tendou wondered why she’d go out with someone like him. He was a nervous wreck when he finally confessed his feelings during his second year and his heart soared when she accepted without any doubt in her voice.

“That’s it for today, get some rest and be on time for tomorrow’s practice!”

The boys were finally done with their after school practice. Tendou skipped his way towards his dear little ___, a grin on his face.

“___~” He cooed, his height looming over her. 

Looking up from her phone, a small smile made its way to her lips, placing the phone back into her pocket.

“Go change, Tendou, you’re all sweaty.”

“Aw, fine,” He pouted then chuckled, “..but let me do this first!”

He peppered kisses all over her reddened cheeks as she tried to push him away, feeling embarrassed that he had the guts to show so much affection in public - and most importantly,  in front of her brother.

“What are you doing, Tendou?” She giggled causing the boy to mentally swoon at her cute laughter. 

The feeling of someone’s eyes on him made the red head paused his actions. He doesn’t need to turn around to see who it is that is burning holes through his back. It’s Ushijima Wakatoshi, her overprotective brother. A sigh escaped his lips, looking at his girlfriend.

“He’s glaring at me, isn’t he?”

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Hey there ^_^ the blog's awesome. Keep writing ~~ Your content is really good. ^_^ so i was wondering if i could have Mr.Owl Setter Akaashi and S/o in their room studying or playing video games sitting on his lap and things get heated up between them ?

A/N : omg I’m sorry i didn’t answer this ;-; sorry it took so long..

Sitting on the lap of a certain owl setter, you sighed for the umpteenth time as you shifted on your makeshift chair. Akaashi tensed up at the action. Are you doing this on purpose? He thought, trying to concentrate on the homework in front of him. If only you weren’t moving so much-

“Kenji..This is boring,” You mumbled, “..so boring..”

“Concentrate, ___.”

You puffed your cheeks, glaring at the homework in front of you with so much hate Akaashi swear you might accidentally set it on fire.

“I don’t want to.”

Shift

Akaashi flinched when you adjust yourself on his lap, unknowingly (or not) rubbing your butt against his clothed groin. Pursing his lips together, he closed his eyes trying not to think too much about his throbbing member.

The two of you are suppose to be doing homework. That’s the point of coming to your house, right?

He can feel the heat pooling between his legs, his member twitched when you continue to shift on his lap, whining about wanting to play games instead of doing boring homework that needed to be handed next week.

Shift

The male sucked in a deep, shaky breathed, causing you to crane your neck to look at him with a worried look on your face.

“Are you okay? A-am I heavy?”

“No, I just thought of something,” He reassured, wondering how you are still unaware that his cock is practically-

“Ah, I want to play video games..”

In a blink of an eye, your back was suddenly pressed to the floor, 

You blinked, staring up at the boy hovering over you, “Kenji..?”

A small smirk made its way to his lips, his hand caressing your thigh while the other tugging your shirt up, “Or we can do something else.”

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AU ; Chapter 1

Pairing(s) :  Main ; Kuroo/Reader, Slight Bokuto/Akaashi

Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

"The renowned billionaire and founder of the Nekoma group, Kuroo Tetsuro, had caught a group of robbers in the National bank of Karasuno."

You stared up at the old television hanging on the wall of the cafe you work in, a bored look on your face. You are a waiter at the cafe. All you had to do is clean the tables and serve drinks or cakes to the customers. The busy cafe is located nearby the university you are studying in so most customers are obviously, college students. Black Cat is the name of the cafe much to your confusion since the cafe isn't related to cats at all but you brush the thought off anyway. People likes to call the cafe, the 'hotspot' since the place have free wifi. 

"Kuroo Tetsuro is at it again, isn't he?" Your manager popped up from behind you, her gaze went to the TV screen as well. You nodded, wiping the table with a cloth, set it down then wipe your forehead with the back of your hand. "A great man he is. Tall, handsome, smart and look at that smirk of his. No wonder girls flock like pigeons."

"But didn't he killed his parents six years ago?" You brought up the topic that everyone has been debating for years. Did Kuroo really murdered his parents? Some said that he was framed while some said that he killed for the money. Your manager sighed, shaking her head.

"It can't be."

"Well, we never know." You shrugged, taking the cloth that you used to wipe the table and walk to back of the counter, placing it in a bucket filled with clean water. The black apron tied around your waist moved with the movement of each of your steps. It's already five fifty five in the afternoon and a few more minutes is going to be the end of your shift. The thought of having to go to class tomorrow made your mood worsen. But on the bright side, one more year and you'll graduate from college and finally get a real job. You're twenty one for goodness's sake, an adult.

"___, your shift ended, you can go now!" A co-worker of yours called out, poking their head from  the staff room. You nodded, walking over to where you placed your bag, just behind the counter, removing the apron you wore and fold it neatly, putting it into your bag.

"I'll be off then. See you tomorrow afternoon." You told your manager before stepping out of the cafe, bag in hand.

Making your way to your apartment, you looked up at the street lights, the only source of light in the area, stopping on your tracks for a moment.

Why do you feel as if you are being watched?

A shiver ran up your spine at the thought. Could it just be your imagination? Maybe you watched too much horror yesterday that it made you paranoid. Your hand gripped on the bag tightened, gathering the courage to turn around. Only to see no one. Weird. You thought, turning back to the road in front of you. Continue to walk down the dimly lit road, you pulled out your phone to check if you had any message. 

One message.

Yahaba 1 : 47

gonna go out with some friends so no one's at the apartment

might be back at 11 or midnight 

_____ 19 : 01

alright

dont tell me you're going to that bar with your old volleyball team?

Yahaba 19 : 04

geez, took you long enough to reply and yeah, the third years, Kindaichi, Kunimi  and Watari are coming

_____ 19 : 04

Aww, Kyoken-chan isnt coming? Little Yahaba is going to be sad..

Yahaba 19 : 04

for the last time i dont like him

I dont even swing that way

_____ 19 : 05

Who knows ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Yahaba 19 : 07

omg i hate that face

anyway i gotta go now 

 Yahaba and you are roommates for the past two years. He's a year younger than you and is studying to be a veterinarian much to your surprise. He seems to suit more on the business course, like you. You dreamt of opening a business of your own one day. To earn enough money to travel around the world deapite having the abilities to travel anywhere you want. But you wanted to do it the normal way. Your abilities scare you so you kept it hidden at all cost and will only use it if really needed to.

In this world, people with supernatural powers are uncommon but nonetheless, they exist. Most decided to show it off, in a bad way. They would do crime and do whatever they want, thinking that they are above the normal humans. Until Kuroo Tetsuro came into view. The man has no powers yet he was able to beat the crap out of those supernatural criminals.

You placed your phone in your pocket as you continue to make your way back to your apartment. Noticing a blockade on the road, you raised a brow, wondering what's going on. Is there a construction going on that you didn't know? The streets are quiet with no signs of construction going on so why..

..who gives a crap anyway? Your apartment is closeby and you want to take a rest. You're going to walk pass that stupid blockade no matter wha-

A hand went to cover you mouth before you could let out a scream. The person pulled you into an alleyway, wrapping their arms around you, shushing you. 

"Mmff bmmffr!" Struggling in the grip of your captor, your hands went to grab their arm, trying to get away.

"Can't you see the road blockage?" A voice hissed and you froze. It belonged to a man, "That area is a do not enter zone right now, you should already learn that in school."

"Mmmh..mmh!?" You tried to say, wanting to look up to see his face but can't. Your back is facing him and all you see is the dirty wall in front of you.

The man sighed, "Promise me you're not gonna scream. Or you'll ruin the case and alert those bastards."

You nodded and he hesitantly pulled his hand away just in case you're going to scream.

"What's going on?" You asked, turning around to face the man. You couldn't clearly see his face much to your disappointment. The alley was too dark but you can make out how tall he is and that piercing hazel eyes.

"You're about to walk into a gang turf, lady." He answered, his voice husky. 

"The hell are you talking about? I lived there and there's no sign of any gang activities in the area."

"They're the 'quiet type' of gang so that explains why you are unaware about this. We just discovered their whereabouts yesterday." He said, "Besides, one more step and you're on your way to the black market."

"Who are you anyway? You're not a police so you don't have the right to-"

"Kuroo Tetsuro."

You paused, blinking.

"What?"

"And here I thought I'm famous enough that everyone'll recognize me. I guess I was wrong." The man who you now found out is the one and only Kuroo Tetsuro, turned on his flashlight, pointing the light at his face then yours making you squint your eyes, turning away from the blinding light, "Hey, you're kinda cute."

You hissed, swatting the flashlight away from your face, "Why should I believe that you're really Kuroo Tetsuro? You might be one of those Specials who can shape shift."

He turned off the flashlight and let out a dramatic gasp, motioning to his hair,  "How can you not recognize this awesome hair?"

"Ah, the badly groomed hair."

"It's my bedhead, sweetie," He gave you a wink in which you huffed in return, grumbling a swear word under your breath, "Also, If they are able to shape shift, you can simply just knock them out. They'll return to their normal form." 

Riiiiiinngg

The sound of someone's phone rang and Kuroo pulled out his phone from the pocket of his pants, answering the call and placed the phone to his ear.

"What is it, Kenma? What?", A pause. Kuroo's gaze went from you then to the opening of the alleyway, "Yeah, there's a woman with me..They noticed we're outside?!...one is heading towards my direction? Hah? A Special? Fuck then. Alright. I'll try."

The call ended and Kuroo's face distorted from calm to annoyed, shoving the phone back and pulled out-

A gun.

A yelp escaped your lips ,raising your hands up as reflex, backing away from him, "W-what-what-"

"I'm not gonna shoot you, calm down." Kuroo suddenly motioned for you to keep quiet and you tensed up, nodding, lowering your hand. The sound of footsteps quickly approached the alley the two of you are in. The twenty three years old ran out of his hiding place to confront the escaped criminal with you following him.

A hot flash breezed past you, hitting a lamppost, causing the bulb to explode and the pole to bend. Was that..fire? Craning your neck, you saw the lamp post burst into flames.

"Kuroo Tetsuro! Fight me!!" A middle aged man, possibly insane who looked like he crawled out from some sewer, screamed his lungs out, his hands covered in flames. 

"Great, a crazy guy who can shoot fireballs out from his hands." Kuroo groaned, aiming his gun at the man's leg, trying not to hit any vital organ so he could take the man to the police station, alive. "You should run away as far as you can, lady. Wouldn't want that pretty face to get burn." Out of the corner of your eye, the fire shooting man was about to shoot another flaming bullet at Kuroo, taking this chance to burn the Nekoma's founder to crisp.  

"Watch out!" You pushed Kuroo away, the ball of fire quickly approaching you, ready to engulf anything in it's path to flames.

"Holy fuck."

You heard Kuroo whispered and you opened your eyes to see that you have teleported a few meters away from the flames. 

"You got a Special with you? Who is she, your girlfriend?" The man growled, "I thought you hate Specials, Kuroo." 

Kuroo got back to his senses, pointing his gun at the man once again, "I hate Specials who commit crime."

BANG

"Whew, that was easier than I thought." Kuroo sighed in relief, lowering his gun. The man was on the ground, a bullet to his chest. He didn't mean to kill him but he didn't care anyway. The man had crossed the line between sane and absolutely unstable. Even if he took the guy to the police station, he would try to escape and kill more people. Now that this problem is solved, he wanted an explanation on why you didn't tell him in the first place that you are a Special. Kuroo's gaze fell on you, expecting an instant explanation only to meet with your unconscious body lying on the cold and rough road.

"Hey, lady. If you're trying to act dead to avoid answering my questions.." Kuroo walked over to you, crouching down, "...you seriously fainted? I thought Specials are strong."

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AU : Prologue

Pairing : Main ; Kuroo/Reader , Slight Bokuto/Akaashi , And other pairings I’m lazy to list..

Genre : Action, Fantasy, Romance, Crime

Prologue | Part 1

A/N : I decided to post this over here too, I hope you don’t mind (  ; - ; ) and i’m sorry for not being active on tumblr! I’ve been busy over at Q..

"You rich people think you can do anything, don't cha?" The man in his late thirties slammed Kuroo back down onto the table, his face pressed against the cold metal surface, "Money buys everything? Not in this place, kid!" He hissed into Kuroo's ear, "Now are you gonna spit it out or not? You killed your parents didn't you?"

Kuroo gritted his teeth, "I didn't kill them! Take my money or whatever! I did not kill them, I swear!"

"Look at this fucking liar." The man muttered, "trying to bribe me with the money of his dead parents."

"I'm not!" Kuroo eyed the camera that had been pushed down on the wall so the only thing it sees is the floor and not the scene of him getting beat up by this shitty man. The people on the other side didn't even intervene on what was happening.

"Just admit it already or you'll to endure days and days of this torture until you finally admit it."

"Fuck you." 

"Kuroo Tetsuro will be sentenced for ten years in prison."

Those words ringed in the said male's ears. His hands were cuffed by the metal restrained, the all bluish grey uniform he wore with his name plastered on the left side of the shirt. Kuroo can feel himself about to explode in rage, shoulders tensed up, shaking. What had he done to deserve this? He didn't do anything wrong nor did he killed his parents with a gun. His parents are rich, kind and caring. There was no reason to kill them. His mother and father. He remembered the looks on their faces when he walked into them laying in the pool of their own blood with a bullet to their head. Cold and dead.

"I never would of thought of him to turn out like this.."

"Disgusting, killing his parents for money."

"Only ten years?!"

"He's lucky he isn't eighteen yet or he would of receive a death penalty."

"Is this really the heir of the Kuroo family?"

The whispers from the 'audience' behind him was taking a toll on his already seething temper.

A loud slam on the wooden table made everyone one in the room silent as they stared at the guilty man, his hands red,  "Wrong, wrong. You're all wrong! It wasn't me!" Kuroo yelled, shaking his head, his eyes flashed in anger.

"Guards, please take him away."

Six years later

"The renowned billionaire and founder of the Nekoma group, Kuroo Tetsuro, had caught a group of robbers in the National bank of Karasuno." A picture of the twenty three years old was shown on the screen, his handsome face along with that rather seductive smirk of his can be seen throughout the whole country. It was always the same news. At least once or twice a week, there would always be a news about him saving people and fighting crime.

Kuroo, currently sitting at the bar he owned, sighed, turning his attention away from the television. A glass of whiskey in front him, the male was about to take a sip only to stop when someone smacked him in the back.

"Bro, you're on the news again!" Bokuto, his loud companion and bodyguard yelled, pointing at the screen where Kuroo's picture is still shown.

Kenma who is sitting right beside Kuroo spoke up, "Kuroo, don't forget about the apartment raid tonight. This is a hit it or miss it opportunity to get rid of the final members of that gang."

Kuroo felt his left eye twitched, shifting on the stool he sat. He can feel the eyes of the group of people from the table behind him,  "Seriously, even when I do something good, people still dub me as a murderer who killed his parents for money."

"How the hell did you get out anyway? Shouldn't you be in prison for.." Bokuto trailed off as he began to count with his fingers, "..four more years?"

"C'mon, bro." Kuroo rolled his eyes, "I was seventeen at that time, got a ten years in prison sentence. But because of my 'good behavior' in prison and connections with the police, they lowered it to four. Shitty, right?"

"That's really shitty.."

"It has been two since since I got out of that hellish place and I still couldn't find the one who killed my parents. But you know what?" Kuroo turned to look at his owl-like friend, a serious look on his face, "I will find that person, no matter what."

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???

inbox says 3 but when i click on it there’s nothing inside?

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i love ur blog and writing btw :') aa can i get a lil fic or something where oikawa gets really pouty and jealous after seeing their s/o talk to another schools volleyball team?? thank u ;u;

This is getting out of hand. You stared at the volleyball captain sulking at the corner of the locker room with his cheeks puffed up, brows furrowed. It was a funny sight and you couldn’t help but snort. Upon seeing you from the corner of his eyes, he turned his head away from you.

What had gotten into him? 

“Tooru? What are you doing? Everyone is waiting for you outside since you promised them you’ll treat them to ramen.” You asked, approaching the male who huffed, turning around, his back facing you. An irk mark appeared on your forehead, wondering what in the world happened to make him act like some pouty kid who didn’t get what they want for their birthday.

“….”

“Tooru.”

“…..”

“Oikawa Tooru.”

“You were flirting with them!” He finally whirled around, pouting with his arms crossed at his chest. The male in front of you resembles an overgrown child more than a third year high school. And what did he said about you flirting with who?

Oh.

Did he saw you talking to their opponent earlier after the match? You couldn’t blame him since you’ll act the same way but not to this extent. It wasn’t your fault too. That guy just pop up out of nowhere and started asking you for your number. Back to the pouting captain in front of you, you pat him on the back before staring at him in the eye. Oikawa blinked. The height difference between the two of you in quite amusing since you only reach his shoulder.

“Are you jealous?”

Oikawa paused for a split second before raising his head slightly, a hand on his hips,  “Why would I be jealous? I am not jealous. I’m not jealous at all!”

Your hand that was on his back went to slap against your forehead, an annoyed sigh escape your lips.

How did you fell in love with this idiot captain is still a mystery. 

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Go Camping lol

so today im going to go on a camping trip with my fam and i probably wont be that much active since its like the forest, the wifi is gonna be hella bad

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YAMAGUCHI WITH HIS S.O ON AT DISNEYLAND/HOGWARTS JAPAN ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ PLEASE.

A/N : omg anon you dont know how much i want to go to Hogwarts Japan

hnngggg– i went to disneyland in tokyo before and i just- (*´▽`*) *flaps arms happily* i’ll be writing about disneyland though since i’ve never been to hogwarts japan before ( T v T )

You stared in awe at the castle in front of you, cheeks flushed with excitement as you let out a muffled squeal. You’re finally here! Disneyland! Yamaguchi smiled at your happy form, bouncing up and down, pointing at different mascots walking around. You are adorable.

“Let’s go ride that skinny cup!” You tugged on the hem of his shirt, eyes widened like that cat from that one movie with the green ogre, “Please?”

“Of course, anything for you, ______-chan.” Yamaguchi nodded as he was dragged by you to the spinning ride. The ride was fun with a bit of nauseous feeling at the end of the ride for Yamaguchi. Poor boy was suppressing his urge to vomit and trying not to look like an idiot in front of you.

The male was spoiling you too much. When you said you’re hungry he’ll go run to buy some snacks. When you want to ride a rather scary, daring ride that he wouldn’t dare to ride, he’ll do it. Just to see you smile and enjoy your time with him is enough for him.

“Yama-kun, let’s go over to that haunted mansion!” You squealed, dragging the male over to the said ride. Oh boy. But this is Disneyland so it wouldn’t be that scary, right?

“UWWAAAAHHH-!” Yamaguchi yelled as he clung to your side, a terrified expression on his face when he heard a scream of a little girl just by his side. It isn’t that scary but the screams just caught him off guard. Besides, he isn’t really good with these types of ride where things suddenly pop out of nowhere and scare him. The two of you are seated on this moving cart traveling around the haunted mansion, the narrator talking in the background. You only blinked at the sound, looking around.

“What was that? Did someone hurt themselves?” You tilted your head to the side. 

Yamaguchi sighed.

“That was fun~” You smiled, hugging the (Disney character.) plushie close to your chest. Yamaguchi bought it for you since he saw you kept staring at it. Such a sweetheart. Both of you sat on the bench to take a small rest before going back to riding more rides. The sun was already setting but you still have a bit more energy left. The male beside you blushed when you leaned against his shoulder, nuzzling against him.

“Yama-kun, kiss me.”

Yamaguchi choked on the cup of chocolate he was drinking, “K-kiss?!”

Puckering your lips up, you made a ‘chuu’ sound, closing your eyes. He gulped, slowly leaning down, his lips meeting yours.

A ‘Mommy, look! Their kissing!’ and a small gasp was heard but you ignored it, pulling away and giggled at his flustered expression.

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How about this ? Oikawa drags Kags to the bar. And Kags he sees this girl who looks reeeeally mesmerising. He tries to sweet talk to her but she kinda surprises him by inviting him to the dance floor. What happens next is up to you. ;) sfw or nsfw. Anything would do. Thanks a lot. ^_^ you're the best. :* :* :*

“Why do I have to come here instead of studying,” Kageyama winced at the loud, obnoxious music coming out from the stereo system.

“Tobio-chan~ You can finish those papers later.” Oikawa slapped Kageyama on his back, a smirk on his face, “Besides, you need to relax a bit. Talk to some girls here or have a drink.” 

The younger male sighed, his brows furrowed at the male’s persistence. Why did he even agree to go to a bar at the first place? He could be doing those essays in his small apartment room or watch some volleyball match on TV.  His dark blue eyes scanned the room. Groups of people dancing on the dance floor, a couple sitting at the corner, a drunk group of friends laughing at some stupid joke and-

Holy shit

There she sat on a stool at the bar, a glass of whiskey in front of her untouched. Her silky, smooth looking hair and eyes that sparkled under the lights hanging on the ceiling. The young man felt butterfly in his stomach just like when he had a crush during his highshool years. She’s beautiful, stunning, even. She was dressed in a black long sleeved dress (a bit too modest for someone in this type of place) that hugged her curves not so tightly.

“Oh, so she’s your type.” Oikawa mused, his eyes trailing at her form up and down. A small ‘not bad’ and a nod made Kageyama question whether Oikawa is planning to go over to her and flirt or leave her be, knowing that he’s quite a flirt he’ll do the former. But the brunette suddenly nudged Kageyama forward making the awkward male stumbled. He managed to still stand on his feet, cursing under his breath as he turned around to glare at his senpai.

Only to find him already surrounded by girls fawning over him like some sort of celebrity.

‘Get over there!’ Oikawa mouthed before being dragged away by the crowd of ladies wanting to be lavished by the male’s attention. Kageyama debated to himself if he should just go back to his apartment or talk to the pretty girl at the bar who still hasn’t even touch the glass of whiskey yet.

Maybe he should try talk to her. It’s a once in a lifetime opportunity for him to talk to a girl as pretty as her. The girls in his course are pretty but they never seem to caught his eyes unlike that lone young lady at the bar. There’s something about her that draws him in. Was it how she dress differently from the other girls? The mysterious vibe she has? Or the way she looks?

Kageyama took a deep breath, hands in his pocket and made his way over to her. The lady noticed him out of the corner of her eyes and slowly turned to look at him.

Oh god, she’s beautiful

He didn’t think she would be this mesmerizing. He only saw the side of her face but then when she faced him fully. Kageyama gulped a lump in his throat, his face heating up. Her eyes were a captivating shade of (e/c) and her plump, pink lips . She didn’t even wore make up, he noticed.

“H-hey,” Kageyama called out, suddenly feeling slightly intimidated by her gaze.

“Hey to you too,” Her voice was sensual and soft, her hands went to grab the glass of whiskey, taking a small sip.

Kageyama took a seat beside her, placing an elbow on the counter and leaned forward slightly, “What’s a beautiful girl like you doing over here?”

That went better than expected. He didn’t even stutter like an idiot! 

“Having a drink,” She answered, motioning at the glass in her grasp with a face that said ‘isn’t that obvious?’.

“S-so…” Shit, he stuttered, “What’s your name?”

“______.”

“I’m Tobio Kageyama.”

“Is this your first time coming here?”

“Well, yeah.” He awkwardly fidgeted with a lock of his jet black hair.

“Would you like to go dance, Tobio?” She asked, gulping down the drink in her hand in one go and slammed the glass on the counter with a ‘slam’. Her hand extended in front of him as the other was placed on her hips.

He breathed out, eyes slightly widened, “Of course…”

______ giggled, a sweet sound to Kageyama’s ear as she dragged him to the crowd of people drunkly dancing on the dance floor. He wouldn’t be surprised if the two of them were the only ones sober at the moment. A familiar locks of brown hair caught his attention as he looked to see Oikawa with a knowing smirk on his face. The cheeky brunette sat at the bar, winking at Kageyama, indirectly telling him to ‘get some’ in which Kageyama glared at him in return, face burning a shade of red.

An arm wrapped around his neck. Kageyama tensed up, staring down at the charming girl in front of him who has a small smile on her face.

“What’s a guy like you doing in a place like this anyway?” She shot him back with his question earlier, “With your hoodie and sweatpants,” she added with a small laugh.

Kageyama blushed when he noticed his attire, “My… ‘friend’ dragged me here. To relax and have fun or whatever his definition of ‘relax’ is. I didn’t think he would bring me to a club.” He said, his hand unconsciously went to her waist, pulling her closer. The music had slowed down a bit and a last obnoxious song was replaced by a jazzy, groovy one. He didn’t know clubs also play these types of song. ______ hummed, swaying to the music, her chest pressed dangerously against the male.

“I see…” Her voice unexpectedly became sultry, “Do you want if I help you relax a bit. You look stressed. College?”

“I-I-um-”

“I’m also stressed with college, y’know? So maybe you can help me relax too.”

How could he turn down an invitation from a pretty girl?

The male above her groaned, thrusting his cock in her wet and tight cunt. Kageyama growled, nipping the skin of her neck, bucking his hips. Their clothes were thrown carelessly around the room. Her eyes spotted her red lacy panties on top of one of his books on the desk. The sound of skin slapping against each other made her clench tighter around his fat, swollen cock. It was so erotic. She didn’t expect him to be this good.

“Fuck, fuckfuckfuck- Oh god, it feels so good.” She grabbed pillow beside her for support, the feeling of his cock pounding into her like no tomorrow was too much. Her breast bounced with every thrust he made and it was arousing just looking at her. Legs placed on each side of his shoulders, Kageyama’s arms wrapped around her thighs that were, roughly pushing in and out of her. She can feel her mind becoming blank at the amount of pleasure she is receiving.

His cock brushed on that one spot that made her go crazy. Right there! Harder! Faster! She moaned, not caring if his neighbors heard her screams and pleasured moans. Kageyama fully obeyed her and began to pick up the pace, sweat running down his body, brows furrowed. He could feel himself reaching his limit. The male leaned down and pressed his lips on her swollen ones, tongue swirling around each other, fighting for dominance.

He suddenly pulled his head back, a broken version of your name groaned out from his lips as he spilled his seeds into the condom. _____ gasped, tightening around him, holding onto the pillow for dear life, white engulfing her visions.

Kageyama gasped for air, plopping down onto her, their sweaty bodies pressed against each other, the smell of sex filled the air of his room. His breath tickled her ear and she stared up at the white ceiling, panting, still dazed from the activities they had done few minutes moments ago. The male on top of her pulled his member out from her seeping hole with a hiss of pleasure from the light friction then rolled off of her, laying beside her. 

______ craned her neck slightly, a small smile on her lips as she stared at his now sleeping form. That was quick. Looking at the digital clock on his desk with her bra thrown not far away from it, it read 1 : 00 AM. 

‘Just a little rest wouldn’t hurt,’ Se thought, snuggling against Kageyama who was snoring lightly, pulling the covers over them.