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nicka-nell · 2 years

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How they found out that they're in love with you and how they confessed

Pairing: Semi x; Ushijima x; Osamu x; Daichi x reader

Warning: just fluff

With Semi, it was a slow process.

How could it have been love at first sight if you were just everywhere? You were on the bus in the morning, you were in his class, even during volleyball training you were there from time to time.

Semi has noticed that he has feelings for you when he had to think of you again and again when he wrote lyrics or poems.

When he started writing a song about this one pretty girl, this smile that raises the atmosphere in the bus in the morning and makes his tired eyes cheer up. He noticed that he is writing a song about you.

He confessed his feelings to you when you once ran up to him in the break and asked him what he was doing.

He twitches when you look over his shoulder smiling, looking at the paper in front of him. Probably a new song he’s writing. With stars in your eyes, you’re crushing on the fact and want to hear him sing the song to you when it’s done, of course only if he’s comfortable with it. And how cute you apologized for requesting such a thing makes him shy.

He glances at the text, and also your gaze wanders down again. Actually, you don’t want to lurk, but his writing is so clear that it is difficult for you not to read the words. Almost jealous that he dedicates such loving words to a girl, you look at him.

“You’re writing about a girl, right? Wow, she’s really a lucky one. This is so beautiful, Eita!”

“You know, your name would really fit for the song.” Semi says as calmly as he could before he looks into your eyes, even if his heart is pounding loudly in his chest. Your eyes are getting big, you’re embarrassed.

“Wh-what do you mean by it?”

“I mean, maybe this song is about you?”

“Wh- Why?” you ask in confusion. Notice how the heat rises to your cheeks.

Now or never, Semi won’t be able to talk himself out of an excuse anyway. “Because I fell in love with you.”

Actually, before Ushijima, everyone knew he was in love with you. Because in your presence he was different.

Ushijima himself noticed it late.

It was the little things that, according to Tendou, also made him realize he loves you.

As soon as he sees you, he always feels the need to talk to you. If he had read new fun facts from magazines, such as coconut oil, which should be good for the hair, so that they keep their shine, he’s happy that he can tell you this fact the next time you see each other.

Once you were gone for a week, he realized how weird it was without you. But he couldn’t understand why he felt so weird, so he asked Tendou for advice.

Tendou had then told him it is quite obvious, and that he is in love with you.

Ushijima didn’t want to believe it at first, but after a brief exchange of words, he agreed to it.

“So if you don’t love her, it’s okay that I ask her out?”

“Of course.”

“I mean, on a date. And to kiss her and to ask her if she wants to be my girlfriend.”

“Oh, no, that’s not okay.”

“But why? You don’t love her.”

“Because I don’t feel comfortable if she would have a boyfriend.”

“But you would only say such a thing if you love her, Wakatoshi.”

“Oh… So I love her…”

That alone had convinced him he has feelings for you and that he should tell you the next time you see each other.

You know the guys are training, but probably taking a break and just want to sprint by quickly to give Tendou the borrowed Shonen Jump magazines back. Only a second into the hall, you want to run out again to not disturb the boys any longer, but Ushijima stops you to talk to you. Irritated, you go back to the group, look at him questioningly. If he wants to tell you about all the nice-to-know facts from magazines, he can do it after his training. But Ushijima just clears his throat, stares at you and starts talking straight out.

“It was weird that you’ve been away so long and since I don’t want you to go on a date with Tendou or kiss him, I want you to become my girlfriend. And because I love you.”

Not only you stand there with your mouth open but also his team looks at him stunned. Tendou with big eyes, can’t believe what Ushijima just said. Semi swallowed his water and you absolutely don’t know what to say. But Ushijima still looks at you calmly, as if he had just told you that the sun goes down three minutes earlier than yesterday. And why would you go on a date with Tendou?

“You… you love me?”

“Yes, I thought I said that a minute ago.”

“You- you did, but you said it like it’s the most normal thing in the world.”

“So it’s not normal? Don’t you love me?”

Ushijima had not thought that you might feel otherwise. But then why should you stay in his presence so often?

“No, I mean yes I love you t- too…” you say and try to avoid his serious, neutral look because you, unlike him, notice how your cheeks get warm.

“Good, so you’re my girlfriend now?” Shyly you just nod with a soft “uhu” before Tendou’s loud “Kiss her finally, Wakatoshi!” tears you out of your thoughts. Immediately you glance up at him, embarrassingly touched. Ushijima just nods to his friend before he leans over to you for a kiss. Before you can say anything, his lips meet yours. After the kiss, you separate smoothly and for the first time you see how the big ace looks puzzled, how his cheeks are reddish and he stares at you stunned.

Daichi and you have known each other for an eternity.

But at some point, he realized that his heart goes crazy every morning when he goes to your apartment to pick you up.

Before every ringing, he runs through his hair, clears his throat and just stands there straight to greet you.

If you then open the door with this somewhat tired look, but still try to give your happiest smile, he is addicted to you.

Every morning he has to pull himself together not to whisper quietly, “will you marry me someday”.

Daichi and you were on your way home from school when it suddenly started raining. Of course, none of you have an umbrella, but Daichi would not be a gentleman if he would not take off his jacket to keep it protective over your head so that you do not get wet. His heart beats fast as you get closer to him to not get wet. Even if his chest just feels like it’s going to explode, he would lie if he would say that he didn’t enjoy your closeness.

“Let’s rest under the bus stop until the rain stops, okay?” He laughs and looks down at you as you nod with a smile on your face. You feel like you’re in a silly movie. The boy and the girl go home, it rains, both get wet and in the end the two kiss. Somehow, this stupid thought makes you smile, even if you know that would never happen.

Out of breath, you arrive under the bus stop after running there when the rain has become even stronger. The jacket has kept your torso fairly dry, your hair and faces too, but Daichi’s pants, your skirt are completely soaked.

“Ah damn, I think I should come to school from now on with a coat, don’t you think?” Daichi tries to laugh off his anger, because in wet clothes everything just feels uncomfortable. But you have to giggle again, nudging his shoulder with yours.

“Oh c’mon, that was funny, don’t you think? Sure, we’re wet now and we probably catch a cold, but right now we’re laughing, right?” Again you nudge his shoulder, look over at him while he does exactly the same. Only now you realize how close your faces are to each other. Both of you fall silent and Daichi is not sure why he did it, but it was a short-circuit reaction. His body just acted on its own, as if it was a puppet that was currently being controlled. Because he keeps bending over to you and suddenly gives you a kiss. Just as fast as the kiss came, he interrupts it, looks at you with the same big eyes as you.

“I’m so sorry I- I don’t know what I-” But his words are sealed from your lips as you press them on his own just as suddenly as he did before. This time the kiss lasts a few seconds longer, even if it feels like a soothing eternity for Daichi.

“I’m sorry but… I kissed you back..” You whisper, your lips touch lightly with each of your words.

“Can I kiss you again?”

“I don’t know, can you?”

“I want to…” Unlike before, these three words are so deep and almost dangerous in your ears. And before you get into this dialogue, you feel his icy hand wrap around the back of your head, pulling you close and pressing his warm lips on yours for the third time. With the kiss, he doesn’t need to tell you he loves you, because you can feel his love.

Osamu didn’t know for a long time. Or let’s say, he wouldn’t accept it. Because you’re good friends. If you didn’t love him, he’d just ruin it all.

Others might have guessed that he had feelings for you, as he sometimes gave you food from his lunch box when you stared at the thing that looked so incredibly delicious long enough.

An annoyed “eat, before you drool on my food,” leaves his mouth before handing you over the food on which you had thrown your eyes at. Yet he always had red ear tips.

He also usually teases you more than others. Not the way he teases his brother. It’s more of a loving tease.

It only really became clear to him when he had waited for his brother to go home with him after the free training day, but he had been late as usual. You and Atsumu suddenly came to Osamu, which was one reason he was annoyed. It had distressed him you were with his twin and not with Osamu. And then the much bigger problem. You’re wearing Atsumu’s jacket.

The fact that he was so annoyed about it opened his eyes. And he had to admit that he fell for you.

Why do you have to wear his jacket? Have his smell on you? Osamu could have given you his. It would look so much better on you. “I didn’t know you were going to replace Atsumu as a setter of the Inarizaki volleyball club.” He greets you with a clicking tongue.

Atsumu just rolls his eyes and stands behind you to rub your arms warmly with his hands. “Jerk, don’t you see that she’s cold? That’s why she’s wearing my jacket.” Atsumu is not stupid. He knows very well about the feelings of his brother to you. If he can set you both up like this, that would be great, and if he can really annoy his brother, make him jealous, all the better! And right now, everything is running like clockwork. He literally sees how Osamu’s jaw gets firm, how he clenches his teeth.

“Tch, you could have had my jacket, too.” Osamu says and looks casually at you with his dark eyes, snaps the zipper of the closed jacket up a bit, so that the zipper almost touches your chin, but before it hits you, it falls down again. With Osamu’s sulky words, you can’t help but laugh.

“So? It’s better for me to replace the moody outside-hitter than the setter?”

“I’m not moody, dummy…” Rolling his eyes, he clasps his arms before looking to the side, away from your mischievous looks.

“But why is it so much better to wear your jacket instead, Samu?” You still laugh, tap to the side to come again in his field of vision.

“Because you look better with my number.”

“But why, Samu? Just because you don’t like your brother?” As you shape your words, you hear Atsumu’s whining “hey” from the side while he’s eating a candy bar that was actually in your school bag...

“Why, why, why? Because I love you, of course…”

“What?!” you ask in surprise, making big eyes just like Osamu’s brother. Atsumu was sure that Osamu would eventually confess his feelings to you, but that he was so direct is new to him.

“Wha– wait… you heard me…”

“You love me?”

“Do you?”

“What if?”

“Wear my jacket and be my girlfriend then.”

Never in your life have you taken off a jacket so quickly and traded it for a much warmer and cooler jacket.

#haikyuu x reader #semi x reader #ushijima x reader #osamu x reader #daichi x reader

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nicka-nell · 2 years

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Can u write more in the helping pregnant reader with kenma or semi???

Hi anon, you mean the one comforting their so during pregnancy? I made one for Semi, Oikawa and Kenma today. You can find it here :))

Pregnancy fic

#nela answers

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nicka-nell · 2 years

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IM SO SORRY I was the anon for the comforting pregnant s/o and I totally forgot i sent that

Could you maybe so oikawa and kenma? Or semi

Hii Anon! Please don't say you're sorry ♥ It's okay to forget stuff, honestly I do that 24/7 :D

I made a little comforting fic for Kenma, Oikawa and Semi, and I hope you'll enjoy reading it. ♥ :))

Comforting their s/o in her pregnancy during a bad day

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Pairing: Semi x reader, Kenma x reader, Oikawa x reader Warning: slightly mention of blood (Oikawa, Semi), short mention of miscarriage (Semi)

Semi tries not to treat you differently as a pregnant woman.

He tries to deal with everything as normal as possible.

If you lift one thing or the other, he will not panic. But if you need help, he’s there for you.

On many appointments, he’s not there, which you don’t find too bad. Not that you like it to go alone, but you understand why he can’t join you every time with his work or band.

He is happy to listen to you in the evening when you tell him about your doctor’s appointment. Try to explain to him on the ultrasound image where the head of your baby is.

You are three months pregnant, your belly is only slightly visible and except for a few minor abdominal cramps, you are fine. At your last gynecological appointment, you had asked the doctor if these cramps are normal or should cause anxiety, but she said that all is well.

And today is another such day, where you woke up with mild cramps but you had thought nothing of it. You have laid down on the sofa, Semi, who is already dressed because he is going to the band rehearsal, makes you a warm cherry pit pillow.

He is sorry to see you with the cramps, although they are not so dangerous, but still they cause you pain from time to time, and make you feel uncomfortable. “Should I make you another cup of tea before I leave?” he asks, opens the kitchen shelf to select the tea.

“Yes, is there still the tea that Wakatoshi had brought me? The one to help with cramps?” While you’re still asking, you get up to go to the kitchen and look for the tea, as you’re sure Semi doesn’t know which one you’re talking about. Ushijima had given you a tea for mothers-to-be to help with stress and cramps a few days after you told your friends about your pregnancy. You found it amusing at first, but also very attentive and sweet. Now you mentally thank him for giving you some quiet nights with it.

On the way to the kitchen, you suddenly feel your cramps getting stronger, so strong that you slump on the floor and scream out loud.

“Hey babe, what’s wrong?” Semi panics, runs straight to you and gets scared when he sees you crouching on the floor. His arms wrap around you and he tries to help you up, wants to get you back on the couch. But you just shake your head, because not only are you in pain, you feel that your discharge is strong suddenly.

“Bath- bathroom, please take me to the bathroom.” Your voice is just as scared as his, and even if Semi doesn’t want to admit it, he’s glad you’re telling him what to do. Because he feels helpless.

Slowly he walks you into the bathroom, step by step, supporting your body as best he can as you go to the toilet and take off some toilet paper to give yourself and Semi the all-clear. You had read that just in the beginning, a miscarriage often occurs, usually also associated with bleeding and cramps. But what you bring out under your dress gives you both anything but rest, because the toilet paper is smeared with some blood.

With tears in your eyes, you look up at Semi, who stares at you anxiously and petrified from the door frame. “Come on, put your shoes on. I’ll drive you to the doctor.” That’s the only thing he can bring out halfway with a firm voice. He tries to stay calm so that you do not panic even more, even if he himself is just terrified.

Again he runs to you, supports you from the side and walks with you in the hallway where he puts on your sneakers before he helps you to get into the car. “I can drive too, Semi… What’s with your band re-”

“The band rehearsal doesn’t matter, baby. We need to get you to the doctor.” Semi interrupts you directly with slightly harsh words and now you realize how tense he actually is. Hands on the steering wheel, so firm that his ankles are white. Again, you realize what is happening here and anew tears shoot into your eyes as you put your hands in front of your face and cry bitterly.

“Our baby… What if our baby’s gone? Did I kill our baby with anything?” Repeatedly, you repeat this question, can’t calm down anymore until you feel Semi’s hand on your thigh, holding your leg firmly. The car comes to a standstill and Semi is glad that the traffic light just turned red. Because when driving, he can’t focus on the road and on you.

Your eyes are red and your make-up smeared as you look at him. A sad smile lies on his face as he wipes your smeared mascara with his thumb from your cheeks, leaning over to give you a kiss on your nose. His forehead is pressed against yours before he speaks softly.

“Hey baby, it’s gonna be okay. I just know. You’re such a strong woman, such a powerful mother. We’re both strong for our child, okay? Stop crying, yeah? We’ll be right there and then we’ll know more.”

“But what if-”

“No, we are strong, you, me and our child too. And if there really is something with the baby, then this is not your fault. Please do not forget this.” His words are so quiet, so gentle and so calm, just like the second kiss he gives your nose before he smiles at you and then looks back at the traffic light.

It’s incredible how strong he is when you can’t be emotionally stable anymore. His mild nature also calms you. Even if you’re sure he’s just as scared as you are. That he’s horribly terrified, and that he fears to lose your baby too. Yet he’s so strong for you.

“Thank you, Eita…” you whisper so gently, patting his hand, which still caresses your thigh.

At the doctor, he helps you out of the car, goes to the reception, while you are already sitting in the waiting room and both of you are waiting for the doctor together. At no time does he let you cry, try to change your mind by telling you about a song he had written for you and then he didn’t have the courage to sing it back then.

Back then, you weren’t together. You were with Ushijima so often that he thought you were into the big and famous ace. But he quickly realized that it was not like that. And it took him courage to talk to you and ask what you do after school. If you want to hang out. Just the two of you. And strangers became friends, friends became best friends and best friends became lovers.

“No, I don’t believe you, Eita.” you finally laugh again before he pokes your shoulder with his.

“But it’s the truth!”

“Then prove it, my poet and writer heh.” For a moment, he ponders as he takes his wallet out of his pocket and takes out a folded old piece of paper in the small hidden pocket and clears his throat.

“Seeing you smile, in a bridal style, hearing you talk in a cheerful squawk, made my heart fell apart in the sweetest way I ever thought. My biggest wish to capture your all, to make you my friend, my lover, my heart. Oh baby your smile, I love it so much. Imagine your lips when they’re wet with mine, red with desire, lit with a passionate fire. I love your voice when-”

Just as he wants to continue singing, the doctor’s assistant interrupts him and asks you to the doctor. But unlike Semi, you don’t get up straight. You’re still flashed by the fact that he really wrote you a song that you didn’t know about. And that he really carried it all the time in his wallet. Moved to tears, you take his hand that he stretches out to help you up, shift your lip forward to show him how touched you are before he gives you a kiss on your hairline and whispers a soft “I love you.” before leading you to the treatment room.

Your tension is big, the relief even greater than your doctor tells you that everything is okay with your baby. And also with Semi, the relief is noticeable, because he presses your hand harder for a moment, before he calmly smiles at you again and says, “I knew everything was okay.”

The doctor tells you that such light spotting may occur in the first few months, but you should come back quietly if it is worse bleeding or if you feel that something is wrong. Without the worry in you, it is also much easier for you to get out of the building again. Semi holds the car door open for you, but before you sit down, you hug him.

“Thank you for always being so strong for me, my love. I know you were worried, too.” Anew you feel his lips on your hair, his fingers stroking through your locks and his heavy breath falling on your skin.

“I was afraid, yeah… But I knew it would all end well. It just has to, because together we can do everything. Also, the birth of our little angel.”

You’re just giggling happily. Glad to have Semi by your side. Both of you get in the car, happy to drive home with good news, with a smile on your lips.

“Eita, when we get home, can you sing that song to me again?”

Embarrassed, he smiles, but then nods. “Of course. I can reveal the only secret I’ve hidden from you, and I can sing you the complete confession of love when we’re home.”

And so he did. Several times a day, he had sung the song to you, canceled his band to spend the day with you, after the adventurous and not so beautiful experience, which then turned out fortunately positive.

Kenma is definitely not as well prepared as you are. Although you can probably never be prepared enough at the first pregnancy.

Kenma is no one to go to preparatory courses with you, but he still tries to show his attention and support with little things.

He always brings you fresh water, carries the shopping bags for you and always cuts you fruit.

But if you feel bad, he is sometimes still overwhelmed and asks Google or his best friend for advice.

Nevertheless, he really does so much for which you are grateful.

For several days, you can not sleep properly. You wake up, have the feeling that you can no longer breathe deeply, can not fall asleep and are also tired the whole day. It’s like the baby is draining all your strength and you can’t even find the energy to eat. The only thing that gives you power at the moment is the calendar, which is getting closer and closer to the birth date.

You just can’t anymore. You want it all over, that the baby’s finally here. Does it make you a terrible mother that you’re tired of pregnancy? Probably, you think.

“Why can’t I be as strong as the other women?” You sigh exhausted as you walk past Kenma’s gaming room to go into the bedroom. Kenma’s door is open and you know that if you should feel bad, you can always talk to him, but you don’t want to disturb him now. He’s probably recording video games for his channel. So you roll into bed with your heavy stomach, under the far too warm duvet for this season and just want to close your eyes, forget everything for a moment.

“Honey, did you say anything?” Kenma takes off his headphones when he sees you sprinting past his room. But you do not answer him. Again he calls you, this time by your name, again no answer. If something happened to you? He had heard that pregnant women can also have dizziness. Again he puts on the headphones, unmute himself with a short “afk.” to say goodbye and go in the direction you went.

You’re not in the bathroom. So only the bedroom remains. Quietly, he opens the door when he sees you lying, your hands folded over your head. Is that how you fell asleep? Kenma asks himself and smiles unconsciously. But his smile disappears when he hears you sniffing. A sound he hates more than anything.

In his head, he goes through several scenarios. Should he just leave you alone? You just want to be alone? But what if you feel bad and you just want to be hugged? Should he go to you, ask you what’s wrong? But what if you yell at him, tell him to leave? Then it is like it is. But he can’t just leave the room now.

Slowly he approaches you, squatting in front of the bed to pull with his hand slightly on your wrist. So that he takes your hands off your face. Only now you realize Kenma is there. That he can see you.

“Kenma please… I look ugly… don’t stare…” You say and want to turn your head, but his hand stops you, lies on your cheek.

“Why are you crying?” he asks anxiously, sees that your dark circles are deep, that you are probably overtired. In the last few days you could not sleep, were so restless next to him, but he just could do nothing to give you more sleep.

“Because I’m a horrible mom…” you sniff, have to remember how relieved you are when this pregnancy is over. Kenma does not understand your sentence, frowns surprised and does not quite know what to say.

“Why- why would you say such nonsense?” Lying to him is wasted time. Kenma would look through your lie. Even if it’s hard for you, you tell him about everything. How tired you are, tired of all this. This belly, the pregnancy.

“If- if every pregnancy is like this… Kenma, I- I don’t think I want another child. I don’t want to feel like this ever again… I’m so sorry, I can’t-” Your words are becoming more and more indistinct, your voice trembling and your eyes are glassy, full of tears.

Kenma can’t hear you anymore. He’s somewhere else with his mind. Your words hurt him, just like the fact that he didn’t notice all this. That you’re not feeling well. For days. What can he do to support you? Why didn’t you tell him earlier? Before you can finish your sentence, he brings his hand to your forehead and gently kisses your lips before looking deep into your eyes. He stands up to sit on the bed, to grasp your hands and stroke the back of them.

“Honey… you’re not a horrible mom. I think, I think it’s okay to feel overwhelmed with everything. And I can imagine how happy you are when everything is over. When your body feels lighter. But that doesn’t mean you’re a terrible mom.”

Kenma leads your hand that he holds in his down to your belly, places it there. “I’m sure you’ll be a wonderful mother. And if you want no more kids, then that’s no reason to apologize. That is all right. We don’t have to have a big family like everyone else. We live our lives. If you’re happy, so am I. I just need you and our little sunshine that’s inside you right now.” Kenma lifts your shirt slightly to give your big belly a loving kiss before he lays down next to you in bed.

You’re still crying, but this time because you’re relieved because his words make you happy. “Is that really fine for you?” You want to make sure again, but Kenma caresses your belly, looks at you sad yet still loving. He is not sad that you may not want to have children anymore, but that you really think that you and your baby are not enough for him. You’re all he needs.

“Yes, my dear, I love you… and I support every decision you make. And now… try to sleep a bit, okay?” The little of air that was still between you and Kenma’s body no longer exists. He is lying against your side, his hand around your stomach while his forehead presses against your temple.

“But aren’t you recording a video for your channel with friends?”

“Told them I’m afk, didn’t tell them for how long.” He answers you almost tired, his eyes already closed. Kenma has noticed that you always fell asleep quickly when he had you in his arms, head to head. He just wants to make it easier for you to sleep.

“But-”

“No but. If you still can’t sleep, let’s visit the doc tomorrow.” And this time you don’t contradict him. Just nod while you close your eyes and try to get some sleep in the arms of your beloved husband.

Oikawa is overprotective during your pregnancy.

You want to carry the shopping bags? No way at all. You want to go swimming? He first has to google whether a pregnant woman can bathe or if the child drowns. Spoiler alert: Of course it doesn’t drown.

Due to his many trainings and the games that always take place at different places, at different times, he does not always manage to be there at the appointments with the gynecologist.

But he tries his best to be there, at least via video calls.

You were watching Oikawa’s game on TV earlier, took a shower after the press conference before he comes home. After the soothing shower, you stand in front of the still slightly fogged mirror, just cream your body with body butter, as your fingers drive over a few bumps on your skin. Skeptically, you step closer to the mirror, drive over this bump again and realize that they are new stretch marks. Even more marks than before... First on your butt, now on your belly... Why are you getting these? They will also disfigure your body after pregnancy...

After the pregnancy… You look at your body in the mirror. You’ll never look like you did before you got pregnant. You will have more weight, a different body and Oikawa will continue to look as good as now. Muscular, handsome, without imperfection. He won’t want you anymore, exchange you for a way better looking fan. You think, get sick by the thought when you run out of the bathroom, into the living room where you see the open bag of chips.

You can’t put on more weight… You can’t eat anything anymore to lose weight. Panicked, you run into the kitchen, open a large plastic bag to throw all sweets, all food that has many calories in the bag. You don’t care that you just walk through the apartment in underwear. You just want the food away. If you don’t eat, you won’t gain weight, will you?

With the big garbage bag in your hand, you go to the front door, want to put the bag in the hallway, quickly dress and throw away the food, as you pass the large, hallway mirror, which shows you your whole body again with good lighting. Is that me? You ask yourself, drop the sack directly to touch your body. No, that can’t be...

“No!” you almost scream, feel like you’re close to a panic attack, and want to take the mirror off the wall to turn it over, but it falls out of your hand and shatters with a loud clang on the floor.

“Ah no!” you scream again, are afraid to move barefoot across the sea of shards and squat down to wipe the shards to the side. Of course, you cut your hand, start bleeding and crying, feel like you are absolutely useless right now.

Instead of being welcomed by a loving “Tooru welcome back!”, Oikawa finds only chaos, hears your crying voice, the blood on your hand and your body in all the shards. Full of shock, he runs towards you, drops the bag somewhere in the hallway on the floor to squat next to you, and takes your hand in his.

“Bunny what happened? Are you fine? Talk to me!” His voice gets louder and louder. He panics and calls your name so that you look in his direction.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Tooru, I’m such a failure.” you only cry. Oikawa inspects your head, because he questions if you may have fallen on the head with the nonsense you give of yourself. But he sees no blood.

Again he studies your hand, wipes the blood away to see how deep your wound is. But it’s just a big scratch on the top of your skin. If he cleans it, it’s probably not so bad.

Oikawa’s heart is still racing with panic as he wraps your arm around his shoulder, helps you get up and walks with you to the living room to sit on the sofa. Anew he asks what happened, and if you are okay, thereby goes into the kitchen to get a wet rag and a bandage and sits down on the coffee table in front of you, your hand on his lap to clean it.

“Tooru do you think I’m ugly?” With your words, he winces, asks you if you really mean it right now. Of course he loves you, he shows you that often enough, or is that not enough for you? What does he have to do to make you believe him?

“Look at me… all these stretch marks, the extra weight… I will never look like I looked before the pregnancy…. My body is-”

“Bunny you’ll look even better…” He interrupts you, bends forward to look into your sad eyes. “I love you, you, your body, these marks. They are part of our family.”

“They are part of my body, make me unattractive but you still look hot.” Grinning, Oikawa leans back, just wants to say that he knows how good he looks, but also likes to hear such compliments from you, when he realizes that this is actually not the right moment for his little teasing.

“Fuck these marks. They look so good on you. You know what they show? They show a damn hot mother who has given birth to a wonderful baby. Well, I mean not yet, but soon.”

Oikawa sees the corner of your mouth go up briefly before you lower your gaze and look at your now bandaged hand. And now his gaze drifts to the broken mirror, to the garbage bag in which he can see all kinds of food.

“Bunny look, you have to eat to keep the baby healthy so that you both stay healthy.”

“But I don’t want to gain even more weight…”

Why do you think like that? Why can’t you love your body as much as he does? Oikawa loves everything about you. He would never think that a higher number on the scale would disfigure you. On the contrary, your body looks beautiful. Before pregnancy, during pregnancy and Oikawa knows it will be stunning even after pregnancy. “It’s normal to gain weight, but if you still feel uncomfortable after pregnancy, then I will train with you. I will help you feel comfortable again, okay?”

His statement doesn’t completely convince you, because what if he doesn’t like you anymore? If he stops loving you because of your body? If he’s tired of you?

Your husband notices your skepticism, clasps his hands around your cheeks and pulls your face towards him. “Listen, you are the woman I love. The only woman I will love for my entire life. I would never, not even in my dreams, think about replacing you with another woman. You know why I smile so proudly during my games? During the interviews or photo session with fans? It’s because I think of you.”

Before you have time to rebel against him, he presses his lips on yours, kisses you passionately and reaches for your not injured hand to lead it to his pants. You flinch when you can suddenly feel his hard cock under your hand, sense his wide, dangerous grin on his lips. Blushed, you look at him, detach yourself from the kiss but he bites your lower lips again playfully.

“I know our baby is not out of your belly yet but you’re such a hot milf… I can’t stop thinking about how pretty you and your titts will jump up and down while you ride me.”

“Tooru!” You just stutter embarrassed, but he chuckles and gets up just to lift you up bridelike.

“Tooru wait! Let us clean the-”

“Nuhu, I’ll do that later… Let’s burn some calories now.”

Both of you laugh, and you’re just glad that Oikawa can find the right words. That he unconsciously boosts your courage.

#haikyuu x reader #semi x reader #kenma x reader #oikawa x reader

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nicka-nell · 2 years

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I'm literally in love with your hq first time series could I request Kunimi and Yamaguchi for it 👀

Hi sweet anon, thank you so much for saying this ♥ I'm glad you like tham that much! :) Here's the First time with Kunimi and Yamaguchi for you. ♥

Having their first time

Pairing: Kunimi Akira x reader, Yamaguchi Tadashi x reader

Warning: not.sfw, 18+, Minors DNI

Note: All characters are grown up!

Kunimi and you haven’t exchanged more than kisses.

You both take the relationship slowly and just watch what happens.

You also haven’t talked about sex so far. On the one hand, because Kunimi would find it somehow annoying to get information about everything and on the other hand, because sex is not the most important thing in a relationship.

You would probably be the one to address the topic first. At least he can’t really imagine that he will be the one who wants to have sex in your relationship first. That’s what he thought.

Anyway, you’ve had some kind of thirst for him lately. Especially when you both lie in bed in the evening, he only with shorts, you in his warm shirt on his chest and brush your fingers over his abs.

So you had asked the gynecologist about contraceptive methods and were of the opinion that the IUD is best for you.

You told Kunimi about it a few weeks later casually and explained to him how it works. At the same time, you clarified that you don’t want to have sex right now, but that nothing would stand in your way if you ever felt like it.

You are in Kunimi’s small one-room apartment sitting on the pull-out L-shaped couch and just want to make you a cozy evening. Just Netflix and chill. You sit on his lap as he falls backwards onto the sofa, his feet outstretched forward.

“Aki, you can’t watch the movie like that...” you grumble as you skip through the top rated movies and then pick out a comedy movie.

“I can’t see it anyway, if you’re sitting on top of me.” He only sighs, crossing his arms behind his back and just wants to close his eyes to relax when he notices how your weight shifts on his body. You lift your pelvis briefly to bring it back down on his lower belly, bending your upper half so that you lie on him kneeling forward.

Not only do Kunimi’s eyes grow large, his cheeks also turn slightly red at the sight that is now in front of him. By your movement, your skirt has slid up, so that he now has a perfect view of your naked ass and your... “Better?”

“Wh- what?” he asks out of his thoughts, only sees you looking back questioningly and waiting for an answer.

“Can you see everything now?”

Oh and how he can see everything... Right, you mean the TV, not your ass. Without giving you a clear answer, he just nods, but that’s enough for you.

You’ve been together with Kunimi for a while now. He’s never been a skilled speaker. Therefore, you interpret the situation so that everything is fine and you can finally start the film. But Kunimi can’t concentrate on the movie. The fact that you wobble with your round ass every time the music plays in the background simply does not help him at all. Instead, he has a completely different problem. Because he notices how something slowly moves in his pants. He knows exactly what it is. His cock is about to get hard. How can he not be aroused when his girlfriend sits on him and she holds her naked ass in his face like that?

Your little slip that covers only a small part of your pussy lips makes his mouth water. And then you also wear exactly this one slip made of lace that shows him actually everything of you. The pressure in his pants is getting bigger,and his hands act on their own as they lie down on your butt, slowly caress it.

What’s he doing here? You just wanted to watch a movie with him… But… You say nothing either… With his half-lidded eyes, he tries to catch a glimpse of your face. You seem to be focused on the movie. Maybe he should just stop here and do exactly the same? Just watch the movie…

But no matter how many times he says he’s dropping your warm skin, he can’t make it for inexplicable reasons. Instead, his fingers move further down to your core. What he’s doing here is wrong. But that doesn’t stop him from driving his fingertips over the naked part of your pussy lips. If he keeps going like this, his dick will.. Damn it, it’s already hard.

“Mh Aki… what are you doing there?” Again, it is your voice that pulls him out of his thoughts and stops him in his actions.

Your heart is racing. You had already noticed how he had touched your butt before, but said nothing because you somehow liked it. But now he’s so dangerously close to your cunt… And underneath, you feel something hard pressing against your lower belly. You’re afraid to tell him, but you’re really aroused right now. Afraid because you’re worried that he feels different. After all, he never really mentioned the topic of sex on his own. He probably thinks nothing lewd about grabbing your body like this right now.

How you look at him with your long eyelashes… He sees that you’re shy, that your cheeks are red, just like his. Kunimi sees you do not look at him disgusted, but that something completely different is in your look. Something he can’t express, but what he can feel. How can he hold back now? If you look at him so plainly, your legs try to squeeze together every time his fingertips come dangerously close to your folds. If he looks closer, he sees it is not only your legs that twitch but also your pussy trying in vain to cling to something that is not there. You really have the wrong panties on to be shy now. Because he can see everything. Everything you want to hide, he sees. Your body is cheating on you because Kunimi can see this little wet strip on your panties. Even if you try to hide it, he knows you’re aroused.

“God, I wish I can eat you out…”

“Wh- what did you just say?”

Startled, he winces, looks with big eyes into yours when he realizes he had pronounced his thoughts loudly. Shit, you’re going to think he’s a pervert. He tries in vain to come up with an excuse, but your words cut his thoughts.

“But, I never h-had someone do this… down there…”

Your hands tremble slightly at his legs. Did he scare you? Or are you just unsure because you don’t know what to do? Kunimi knows this will be your first time. Your first time petting, your first time sex, if it came to that.��

“I can be your first.” He still looks directly into your eyes, barely shows how he feels right now. His hands also do not move further, as if he wants to give you time to consider what you want to do.

You’re excited, after all, you hoped that something like this will happen to you soon in the relationship, but now that it’s time, you’re afraid to behave like an idiot.

“Just come here, sit on my face if you want it. If not, let’s continue the series.”

“It’s a- a movie…”

“Huh, yeah whatever… come here, pretty. The only thing I can focus on right now is you anyway.”

Surprised by his honest words, your heat swells to your head before you nod and crawl up to him with shaky legs. Your abdomen is completely exposed to his gaze, and somehow it feels a bit humiliating to squat on top of his face. That certainly looks strange, you think, as you feel his index finger on the edge of your panties, hear his quiet “so pretty” before he pushes your panties aside. Kunimi can now look at your naked pussy, at your soft, glistering skin. Ashamed, you pinch your eyes, resist a dull moan by biting on your lower lip when you feel his fingers graze past your folds.

“Aki that’s really embarra- ah!” Before you can finish your sentence, his hands press your thighs down on his face, making you groan loudly. Your cunt meets his lips, his tongue that slowly licks your slit.

“Mmh you taste so good…” His voice vibrates at your entrance, making your legs tremble. An unknown feeling spreads through your body. It feels like your abdomen is cramping, similar to when you started your period. Just not so bad. Somehow it’s a little different. As if everything is accumulating and every moment, this tension in your body could burst. But from second to second it becomes more comfortable, at the same time unbearable since you feel your body does not obey you anymore, is preparing itself for something big.

Kunimi’s big hands roughly massage your thighs as his tongue sinks deeper into your pussy, sucking on it as if he was starving. He senses at the way you roll your hips that you are about to have an orgasm. But not only the thought that you come on him makes him greedy, but also your voice that can no longer suppress the sobbing sounds. Your moan makes him pull harder on your thighs, push your cunt further into his face and make you cry again.

“Aki.. feels so good ngh!”

With trembling lips, you let your head hang, wanting to enjoy this new feeling in you as you see how Kunimi’s pants tighten, how the imprint of his cock is drawn clear on his pants. Is it possible that you can make him moan the way you do, just with your lips around his cock? You do not know what to do, but you want to try it. Want to make him feel good.

Still deep between your folds, Kunimi murmurs as he eats you out, when he suddenly winces. You have opened his pants, his entire length meets the cold air and now lies in full glory in front of you. Kunimi feels your warm hands wrapping around his shaft, your soft lips kiss his tip.

“Mmh fuck… You don’t have to do that, princess.” He murmurs in a low voice, doesn’t want you to feel obliged to do this, just because he is.

“But I want to..”

Kunimi hardly understands you when your tongue licks his tip like that. He can’t think clearly anymore. It feels so good. “God, yes, yes just like that, pretty. Use your hands and move them up and down slowly.”

You’re grateful to him for telling you what to do, because you just started without really knowing what may please him. But you quickly realize that this is too much for you, that you can not focus on sucking his cock while he abuses your pussy with his tongue so sweetly. So you let go of his length, set your head sighing on his thigh while this tension in your body becomes unbearable. You’ve never had that feeling before, but it’s like you could come at any moment and that’s just too much for you right now.

“Please… Akira… that’s too much, I can’t anymore…” You cry and try to lift your legs, this time he lets you as you crawl away from him and settle down next to him on the extended part of the couch to look at him sadly.

Damn it, he overdid it, didn’t he? He should have known better. “I’m… sorry. Come here, let’s just cuddle, okay?” Although he is angry with himself, he does not let it show.

You don’t want to stop. At least not completely… Maybe you should just try something different. Something that might not hit you directly with an orgasm you never experienced by now. So instead of listening to his warm words that try to calm you down, you shake your head.

“Can… I want it but, c- can we slow down a bit? S-sleep with each other without the face-sitting thing? I- I think that’s too much for me. I’m sorry Akira…”

“Hey pretty, there’s no need to apologize. Tell me what you want. You want to ride me? Decide the speed?”

“But I don’t know what to do…”

“I’ll guide you.” Nodding, you respond to his soothing words, even though you are unsure. Not because you don’t want this, but because you are afraid that it will go completely wrong. That you’ll make a fool out of yourself. Your legs are already so shaky. What if you can’t move them? What if you should bleed? He’ll surely be disgusted…

You still look down at the ground as Kunimi’s hand comes into your field of vision, gently reaching for your hand to pull on them. His dark eyes don’t look at you as tired as usual. They are curious, almost impatient when you crawl to him.

While Kunimi sits up slightly, you place your boys on his lap, feel his massive length that lies on your slit. It’s so warm… so big…

“Don’t be afraid. Lift your hips a bit for me, okay?” Nodding, you don’t dare to say anything, follow his instructions as you feel him rubbing his tip on your slit.

“Ngh! Aki… What are you doing there?”

“I don’t have lube here, and I can’t push it in dry… Don’t want you to be in pain…” He mutters quietly, so that you don’t understand his last sentence, but you trust him. Kunimi had already tried one or the other thing with his former girlfriend, but it never came to sex. It’s your first time for both of you, but he still makes you feel safe in his arms. Like he knows what he’s doing.

“Okay, just move your hips down slowly now. Can you do this for me?” Again you nod, but you are frightened when his tip slowly penetrates through your entrance.

“Hold on to my shoulders.”

“O-okay…” You whimper softly as you grab his shirt and cling to his shoulders. You can feel his cock slowly sliding into you inch by inch when you push your hips down and softly whimper.

“Are you in pain, pretty? Does it hurt?”

No, actually it’s just a bit tearing, but it’s not hurtful. This feeling of being stretched is burning, but it feels like you’re getting used to it. “N- no.. It’s just.. I feel so strange…”

“S-strange?”

“It’s so warm here…” Your voice is shaking. Your whole body has goosebumps when your ass touches Kunimi’s thigh, before he’s completely inside of you.

“Oh g- god, wait a bit, don’t move, pretty.” Kunimi moans, his head tilted back as he closes his eyes for a moment. You’re so tight, and the warmth of your walls feels so much better than his hand when he jerks off. He has to pull himself together, not to come immediately.

“Are you in pain?” You ask him worried. You have not even thought about whether the first time for men can be painful too. But Kunimi only shakes his head.

“No, but if you move, I’m gonna come immediately. So, just stay like this for a second longer, okay?” With his honest words, you notice how your cheeks get warm as you nod and hold still for a few seconds until you feel Kunimi’s hands on your ass. How they wander you up and down. You sob while his thick cock massages your walls. A melody in Kunimi’s ears, a blessing to his eyes as your lips part, and you tilt your head back to present your slender neck.

Why did he wait so long for this moment? He should have done this much earlier. Thinking that he shouldn’t let his mood be ruined, he notices your hips are slowly moving faster and are less dependent on his support, while your arms cling more tightly around his neck. The clapping of your skin is louder than the sounds coming from the TV. Kunimi observes you as he takes his hands off your butt, sees that you can keep the speed even without him and starts to open the buttons of your blouse. Button by button, he bends forward to kiss your exposed skin.

“You’re so pretty…” He murmurs as you ride on him as if you had done nothing else before, aroused by his words, by the passionate and wet kisses that leave goose bumps on your skin. Your shirt slides off your shoulders, exposes your bra. Your breasts jump up and down in the bit of fabric that covers your nipples and part of your chest. That alone is enough to press you against him, to suck on the bare skin of your chest, before he nuzzles his teeth into your flesh, rumbling like an animal, but without seriously hurting you.

“Ah! Aki! I feel… I feel so dizzy… So- so…” You moan at all the feelings that flow through your body.

“Me too, pretty. I’m gonna cum any second.” His words are so deep, so full of lust and greed as they kiss your ears. He grips your hips with his hands as he moves you up and down quickly. His cock pushes stronger into you, hits a spot in you that makes you scream before your body twitches, your toes curl and your upper body falls forward to Kunimi. Your whimper gets louder and louder in his ears.

“Ha! C- cumming!”

“God, me too, pretty.” He murmurs as he comes into you with his throaty words, no time to take his pulsating length out of your cramped walls. You feel something warm entering you. It’s his sperm which looks for its way out, just like his cock, which is squeezed out by your swollen walls.

Kunimi’s pants stick to the mix of your juice and his sperm. But he doesn’t care. Exhausted, he presses you tighter to his chest, lets himself fall on the couch, while he has his big hand at the back of your head.

“Sorry… I made a mess down there…” he apologizes to you, still feels how the sperm comes out of you dripping on his pelvis.

“I- I made a mess too…” You, too, want to apologize to him, hoping you didn’t mess up the couch when you hear Kunimi’s laughter close to your ears. Surprised you look up at him, to those tired eyes screaming to rest.

“I love the mess you made. And now stop looking at me like that. There’s no need to look at me with these sad puppy eyes.”

“Akira… I -” You just want to thank him that he always cheers you up when you feel bad, want to tell him you love him, but he stills you with a “shh.” Your loving boyfriend pushes your head back down on his chest, puts his chin on your head, his hand still on the back of your head.

“Let’s just sleep a bit and then take a shower together…” An answer is unnecessary. Your nod confirms you agree with his plan. Because even your eyes are heavy, his heartbeat so calming that it is difficult for you to stay awake in his arms.

The subject of sex has not really arisen with Yamaguchi or with you. It is rather your friends who tease you with it. Who always when you both come later to the training with a mischievous grin ask what you have been up to and if it has finally happened.

Especially Tsukishima, the four-eyes, teases you both on every opportunity that presents itself to him.

Since you somehow don’t get around this topic, you both then sat down and talked about sex. You just wanted to discuss a few things.

You wanted to make an appointment with your gynecologist, Yamaguchi had offered to accompany you but you wanted to go alone.

There you talked to your gyn about contraception methods, but could not decide directly and have also told Yamaguchi.

For him it is perfectly fine to use condoms until you have decided for something else. Even if you just want to stick with condoms, that’s okay with him.

You were intentionally listening to your gynecologist’s advice, not looking at any forums because it would only drive you crazy.

You both told each other that you didn’t want to stress, that if one of you gets pleasure, you just go for it and try.

However, it’s not that easy. Because you have already tried this twice, but then at the decisive moment both were too nervous and shy and stopped it during the foreplay.

Since then, a few months have passed and none of you dare to try it again.

Today, you were invited to Hinata’s birthday, had a cozy evening with friends, a little of alcohol and delightful music. Nevertheless, you are glad to finally be home. Your tight dress drives you crazy. You just want to get out of it.

Only the light in the hallway burns, your bedroom in which you stand is still dark, and is only illuminated by the light ray from the hallway. “Yams, can you help me, please?” you call your boyfriend and signal him to open your zipper.

You both are slightly drunk, and Yamaguchi is extra affectionate today. Not that you don’t like it, you enjoy the affection, the kisses he gave you today. They unlocked a little greedy flame in you.

Giggling, Yamaguchi stands behind you, puts his arms around your waist, before he presses you against him, burying his head in your neck to kiss it.

“Tadashi heh, hey ah that tickles!” Hard to believe this is the Yamaguchi you met years ago. He used to be so shy, now he’s grown up so much. Is so much more confident. All thanks to the training with his team, and maybe also thanks to you, because you have always told him that he is the only man you are interested in.

“Really? I like your sweet voice when I tickle you.” Maybe it’s the alcohol that makes it easier for him to bring out such words, maybe it’s the alcohol that makes him not nervous.

“You must have been too much with Tsukishima today, when you tease me like that.” You just laugh, feel his hands move from your waist to your back zipper and slowly open it.

“No… I just like your voice when I tease you, my love…” His gentle voice lays like a veil on your shoulder before he strips your dress off of your body and kisses your shoulder blade. Can it be that he just wants to have sex? The first two times you were the one who took the initiative, but the way he kisses you, the way he touches you, he wants you. And you’d have to lie if you said you feel different about it.

But what if it doesn’t work again? Once it was up to you because you were too scared, weren’t ready for it. The other time it was because of Yamaguchi who was so nervous that he could not put on the condom in the dark, had turned on the light and then still somehow panicked and his cock became limp. He was so frustrated that it didn’t work out. What if it doesn’t work now? That would only frustrate you both. No, you can’t think about that now.

On your toes you turn around, look up at him with your big eyes, into these dark eyes that radiate nothing but passion and lust, before you kiss him. “It’s because I like how you touch me, Tadashi…” you breathe, put your arms around his neck to caress his neck with your fingertips before you kiss him again. Slow, passionate and yet gentle.

You sense his deep breathing on your skin, notice how his tongue presses through your lips to meet yours. You love his kisses. They’re so soothing. Make you feel good. They are so warm, just like his hands patting your body, grabbing your butt and walking down to your thighs. Briefly you hold your breath, feel this tingling again in your abdomen, which you had already felt during your last two attempts.

“Tadashi… let’s try it again…” you whisper softly, swipe your hands from his neck forward over his shirt, over the buttons you slowly open. His lips were still hungrily hovering over yours.

Without many words he just answers you with a raspy “yeah” before letting go of your body, helping you to undress him as he takes off his pants and drops them to the floor.

Through the light in the hallway you see the outlines of the room, both of you stumble over to the bed where you settle down. The duvets are cold on your back, but it’s not the cold air that gives you goosebumps, it’s Yamaguchi’s kisses that touch your chest.

Twice it didn’t work out right, but still you have the feeling that Yamaguchi knows how to move his hands to raise your mood even further. While his lips lull you, his fingers wander between your legs, tickling your inner legs.

“Tadashi please… Don’t tease me like that.” you cry, want him to touch you in your most feminine place. Here, now. Now you notice his fingers again. How they rub against the moistening fabric of your panties. He hums and you sense how his cock pricks your side, before his fingers slide under your panties and he uses his fingers to play with your clit.

Moaning you hump up your pelvis, as if you want to tell him he should be faster, coarser. His movements react to yours and he presses harder on your bump, massages it rhythmically while you notice how his length gets bigger, his kisses more and more passionate.

“Take off your bra, my love…” He whispers as he hears your growing moans. Sign that you want to feel more than just his fingers. Yamaguchi, like you, is sure it will work this time. It just has to… Both of you straighten up in bed and while you take off your bra and panties, Yamaguchi takes off his shorts, reaches into the bedside cabinet to grab a pack of condoms. He practiced it quietly. He knows how to pull it over. And yet he does not get the package open, has shaky hands and notices how he suddenly loses all his guts. The nervousness returns and ensures that his cock becomes limp. No, this can’t happen again. It can’t be true. Why does he have to disappoint you again? How frustrating...

“Yams? Is everything alright?” you ask anxiously when you hear his depressed sigh, see him clenching his hands into fists on his thighs.

“I am a loser...” Is the only thing that comes out of his quivering lips and now you see what he means. Was he too nervous again? Earlier, his dick was still stiff… He must have worried too much that he’s taking too long...

“Oh Tadashi, my heart… Please don’t say that…” you hug him from behind and kiss his neck.

“I really want that… I really do. So why does this always happen?” It breaks your heart to hear him so sad, you want to do something about it. But what could you do to give him more security? To lift the mood? For a moment, you don’t move when you come to the idea that not only does he always have to finger you, but that you could do the same for him. Although you don’t know what to do, you reach for his cock, your arms around his waist. Bring your hand around his shaft and kiss his neck again as he winces.

“What- what are you doing?”

“Tell me Yams, what should I do? G- guide me please…” Whispering softly into his ear, you massage his length with your fingertips, gently playing with his glans. Yamaguchi notices how he loses tension, as his upper body leans back against yours, his head stretches back so that his hair tickles your shoulders.

“C-can you move your hand faster?”

“Show me, Tadashi…” you whisper again, see in the corner of your eye how he winces briefly because he is shy. But as wished by you, he puts his hand over yours, guides your hand and pumps his cock. You hear his breath flatten, his hand coarser against yours, and especially how his cock grows in your hand and becomes stiff. His erection does not leave you cold, you feel how feverish your whole body is. How you would like to put your hands all over his body, want to kiss him continuously.

“That f- feels so good, hah..” He moans before he stops your hand, turns to you, looks deep into your eyes as if he wants to tell you he’s ready. Mentally you nod before you take the condom out of his other hand, try to open it in peace and pull it over Yamaguchi’s hard cock.

“L-like that?” you are unsure, since this is the first time for you to put on a condom.

“Yes, yes that’s good, my love.” he breathes with a hoarse voice, kisses you on the hairline before he turns completely to you.

“Do you want to be on top or down?”

“I- I think I don’t want to be on top…” This time you are the one who has exchanged all her courage with shyness, looking to the side before Yamaguchi’s hands lays you down, pressing his lips on yours. The excitement rises in you, your heart beats faster, now that you know that this time it will really work. This time you will sleep together for the first time.

Although you know Yamaguchi worships you, you are glad that the light only burns in the hallway. The room where you are is only slightly lit. The darkness makes you feel safer.

“Should I just… put it in? I don’t want to hurt you…” Stutters Yamaguchi. If something is completely new to him, he drops back into the old pattern, is unsure. But right now there is no reason for it. This is new to both of you. Instead of answering him, you bend slightly forward to grasp his cock, leading it to your entrance. But when his tip touches your cunt, you get nervous too.

“Yams, I- I’m nervous too… but I love you and even if I’m nervous, I’m not afraid. Let’s try it out together, let’s learn together and let’s laugh about our silly fear later.”

Of course, you’ll probably be even more insecure than he is. After all, you may be in pain... How pathetic of him to make you feel that you have to give him courage. He should be the one who has to make you feel comfortable. Still, your words help him. You calm him down.

“I love you too.” Even if you can’t see him completely, you know he smiles shyly at his words before his lips make their way back to your puffed-up ones. Your kisses are getting more and more intense. Yamaguchi places further between your legs with each kiss, pressing them slightly apart with his thighs before he uses his free hand to gently slides his tip into you. Shortly, you hiss between your kiss, slightly deforming your face as if you are in pain. But there is no pain, rather a feeling of being unexpectedly stretched, of a size far fuller than one or two fingers.

“Does it hurt?”

“N-no, please go on.” It slips off your lips while your body is covered in goosebumps. You can feel every wrinkle of his cock, the dominant vein pressing against your walls, as if it’s not suitable for his size. But that’s what gives you a mix of pain and excitement that is indescribable.

“You’re s- so tight.” Yamaguchi interrupts your kiss, clenching his teeth as he slowly tries to find a rhythm in his thrusts, not to come directly.

“And you’re so big, nhg!” you only respond in the same agitated voice, bury your fingers in his hair and try to relax. Try to give your body time to get used to Yamaguchi. To this new feeling of fullness.

It’s as if your quivering words are like an ego push for him, because he quickly finds his rhythm, now thrusting deeper into you with controlled, slow thrusts.

“F- feels so… good!” you only groan, lift your hips up to feel him even better. You don’t think that there is a condom between your skin that separates you from being completely one. It all feels so natural. The stretching from the beginning is now completely gone and the only thing you feel is pure lust and love.

With every thrust his tip hits your soft spot. You groan, sense that something is happening in you you can not control. Every time he slaps his hips against yours, his skin rubs against yours. On your clit, which drives you crazy. In a positive way.

“Tada- shi… I can’t hold back anymore ah!” you moan, fingers more tightly spun into his hair, legs now curved around his waist.

“Should I stop?”

“N- n ah! I think I’m gonna come!” As soon as you have spoken your words, you sense the surge of feelings flowing through your body as your walls pulsate around his cock. With the sound of your voice, with the trembling of your walls, even Yamaguchi can no longer hold back, comes the same moment before he collapses apologetically on you. Clutching your exhausted body with his warm arms, as if he’s afraid that you would leave.

“I love you...” He grunts, still can not believe that you just really had sex, even if this probably did not last over four minutes. But you don’t seem to care, because you lie peacefully under him, your nails gently scratch his scalp.

“Your heart is beating so fast, Yams.” you say with a tired voice, you know that your heart is just as fast.

“It’s because of you.” he answers you lovingly, asks you if it is okay for you when he draws his cock out of you to remove the condom. Giggling, you just nod, find it sweet that he asks and that he said that he’s instantly right back for cuddles with you.

“Let me see if the condom is torn. I’m just for a second in the bathroom.”

After he makes sure that everything is okay, you don’t have to talk about a plan B, he comes back to you, sees that you are still on the bed as before. He covers you up with a blanket, doesn’t want you to catch a cold before he lays down next to you and leans his head on his hand so he can look at you in the dim light. Under the blanket he caresses your skin, your collarbone, your chest and your still slightly hard nipple, your stomach, your hips...

“I’m so lucky to have you by my side…” he whispers to you, but you no longer answer, you have already fallen asleep with a smile on your face.

#haikyuu x reader #kunimi x reader #yamaguchi x reader #haikyuu x

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nicka-nell · 2 years

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Awkward boyfriend moments

Pairing: Kita x; Iwaizumi x; Akaashi x; Daichi x; Matsukawa x; Kuroo x; Hinata x; Ennoshita x; Kageyama x reader

Warning: not.sfw-ish, awkward (because well we’re talking about awkward moments again)

Note: Part 1 | Part 2

You were with your child at a performance to register your child in school. They guided you through the school with several parents, and you could ask questions. In the end the children could still play and get to know each other.

Kita was not there because he had a business talk with a man who wants to buy him a large amount of rice every year. The conversation was over quickly and Kita wanted to pick you up, but you were not finished yet.So he went to Osamu’s Onigiri shop, stayed there with his friends until your message came that the tour was over in ten minutes.

With your sleeping child on your arm, you still talk to the director and the other parents when you see Kita and smile at him. And also Kita smiled at you, came up to you with the words “If that’s not my wonderful MILF.”

You drop your jaw, just like all the other parents around you and also the director did not know what to say. He just looked at you skeptically.

For the first time in your life, you wanted to say, “I don’t know this man up there,” and you’d like to sink into the ground.

Embarrassed, you went to Kita, who took your child from your arms, wanted to give you a kiss, but you dodged him and stomped to the car.

In the car he had asked you why you were so angry, because he meant nothing bad with it.

“Why are you so mad, my dear? Is it because of the word MILF? Don’t you know it?”

“Oh Shinsuke, believe me, I know the meaning of MILF pretty well. Just like all the other people who heard you calling me that…”

“But… Why are you mad? Do you feel uncomfortable if I call you the mother I love forever?”

MILF… The mother I love forever… What?! And that was the moment you realized it was Suna’s work who wanted to let your naïve husband believe MILF means ‘Mother I Love Forever’.

After you told Kita what MILF really meant, he just nodded sympathetically and apologized to you. But in his opinion, the true meaning of MILF is inappropriate, since you never want to sleep with someone else’s mother normally. Thereby he completely forgets that you are also the mother of his child and actually you are his MILF, but next time he shouldn’t say that while you’re outside your bedroom.

And with Suna… Well, with him he spoke a serious word, so that the poor man had hidden for over three months from Kita.

#thank you guys💚#haikyuu x reader

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nicka-nell · 2 years

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When he hears that you’re pregnant

Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x reader

Warning: angst, fluff, slightly Toji being abusive, mention of abortion

Note: 💭 means the person is thinking

Writing a ‘smau’ in this style is something new I tried out. I would be happy if you would let me know if you like it like that or if it’s confusing with the text. 😇

#jjk x y/n #toji x reader

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nicka-nell · 2 years

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This is just so not cool... Writers put a lot of time in their fics, to post these fics somewhere else is just disrespectful.... If you're a tumblr user just reblog the fics you like instead of uploading them on your own page saying "this is not my fic but whatever.." and for AO3, just ask them if they have an AO3 acc and if so, like their fics, comment on them but don't steal them... Man that's not cool at all....

I really get why some writers don't feel like writing anymore if stuff like this happens.

writers who post for one piece, jjk, bnha, and demon slayer. take a look at kokono3 on AO3 if you haven’t already. a lot of the reposts are my stuff but there’s also a handful that aren’t mine so just be safe <33

#nela talks #that stuff like this still happens makes me so mad...#don't steal fics from other writers #support them instead

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