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kissingchoso · 3 years

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Thinking of telling your closest friend Takahiro Hanamaki that you have had the worst luck when it comes to sex.

No one ever seemed to make you finish properly and you’ve always had to use whatever high you’re on to bring yourself to an orgasm. He shakes his head in disbelief, surprised that you’re confiding in him like this but also to think that no one has ever put you first. It sounds like a crime in of itself.

“I always put my partner’s first, are you fucking kidding me? Nothing is hotter than watching them cum from my fingers or my tongue, shit gets me going,” he explains, leaning back on his palms as he takes your embarrassed form in.

“Well, you sound like a dream. With you boasting like this, I’m sure your partners have been very satisfied,” you giggle, moving in the open in front of the both of you to pick a potato chip from the bag that laid innocently between the two of you on your bed.

He’s not one to think before he speaks, especially when hanging with his close ones. Friendships like these should have no filter, at all. “If you want, I can add you to that list.”

“What?”

“It’s no big deal, really. Friends do it all the time, y’know. Don’t believe me, ask Issei and Tooru.” Fucking, Matsukawa?! Tooru, understandable, yeah. But he managed to saddle in one of the most emotionally unavailabke motherfuckers you’ve ever met?

His smooth chuckle freezes you in place, staring at him with a dumbfounded expression as he removes the chip bag and laying it to rest on your nightstand table. He was serious. Beyond it, even. While his eyes read amusement from your shocked face, there’s a clear hunger hidden behind them as he zeroes in on your personal space.

Then came the warm hand lightly pressed on your exposed knee, a comforting presence but you can tell he’s restraining himself from exactly pouncing on you without any clear permission. You can feel the warmth of his fingers seep through the material of your bottoms.

There’s no shame to it, really. People have ‘with benefits’ relationships with almost anyone they can get their hands on if it meant a good fuck from the arrangement.

Even though it’s all pure speculation, Hanamaki does seem like the type to leave the both of you more than satisfied by the end.

Before you can open your mouth, he’s speaking again, warm breath fanning across your lower face. “Barely even have to lift a finger, just tell me if I’m being too rough, okay? Unless that’s what you’re into,” his wink sends a flurry of butterflies through your lower abdomen at the prospect.

All you could do was nod, completely starstruck at his lustfilled gaze. He gives you another look as if to make sure you’re properly okay with this before he gently placed his lips on youre,

A small part of you is surprised to find out that the strawberry haired boy actually has the softest lips you’ve ever felt before. A mixture of sweet and salty is how you’d describe the taste, of him, too dazed to notice that he’s pulled away slightly to gauge at your expression.

Upset by the lack of contact, you whine slightly before looping your arms around his neck and pulling him back in. Hiro chuckles at your state, complying to your wishes without an ounce of hesitation. The both of you fall back on the sheets with him on top of you, lips being pushed back and forth against each other in a heated fashion that leaves you dizzy.

When he pulls away again, he doesn’t give you the opportunity to complain before he’s shrugging off the loose sweater he chose to wear today. It struck you this is the first time you’re seeing him shirtless in a really, really long time. Despite attending every last one of his games in the past and having more than one beach day in high school, you haven’t had the chance to explore what has changed since then.

Still holding a lean form, you note the slight sunburn on the tops of his shoulders, likely from the recent trip he took to Argentina when visiting Oikawa. He marvels under your stare, allowing your eyes the chance to drink him up before he’s undoing his jeans and belt buckle, standing up off your bed so that hr can slide them down his legs.

Of course he’s hard. The imprint at the front of his briefs intrigues you, makes you want to lean over and take him in your hand, and possibly your mouth if he’ll be so kind to. But that’s for another day, clearly. It’s not long before he’s coming back onto the bed, hovering over you before he’s kissing you again, pushing himself between your spread legs.

“Doin’ so good for me baby, ‘m proud of you. Can I undress you?” He whispered against your lips. The praise makes you melt under his touch, nodding quickly without having to consider his request. That was the effect he has on you at the moment.

And so he does, sitting back on his haunches not too long after to strip you down. There’s a fire that is hidden behind his gaze as he watches the way your chest stutters with each breath you take, or the way your thighs slightly shiver in anticipation when he trails his fingers up your thighs slowly, giving the place where you need him the most the slightest of attention.

You yelp, hips lifting to search for him once more. “You want me there baby?” he asks again, voice dropping an octave as his eyes never leave your pelvic area. Dark brown eyes watch a tiny bit of the fabric darken under his touch, and his thumb is suddenly there, teasing you through the layer of cloth to watch the spot widen some more.

You nod but he can’t see you. Not when his eyes are fixated down there and his other hand is lightly caressing your hips. There’s no other choice for you but to tell him! Never mind how embarrassed you may feel or how your statement will never leave his mind for the rest of his life, you need this now!

“Please, Hiro. Just fuck me,” finally the words left your mouth. You could swear the shit eating smirk on his face grew wider, but he still complied to your request. On his terms though.

Without giving you a second warning, your underwear is off your body. It’s tossed somewhere behind him, likely next to his own pants before getting comfortable between your legs, wrists looping around your inner thighs.

“Not gonna push you too hard tonight, but I think you can cum for me twice, right darling? One from my tongue and the other from my cock,” he coos softly, planting a gentle kiss on your inner thigh. “Been good up until now, I’ll play nice with ya~”

And he does! You’re taken aback by the skills he has with his mouth, driving you to and from the edge multiple times all the while never giving up on his ministration! Your fingers mess with his shirt pink hair, pulling him closer to the place you most desire from and he allows it. He allows the desperate touches, allows you occasionally close your legs around his head and even allows you to pull your hips back if you get too overstimulated.

You need this, he reminds himself.

All he could do is deliver you to that sweet, sweet release where you’re crying out his name so prettily. A manner of which he’d never thought he’d hear from you but he fucking loves the sound of. He collects everything on his tongue, only to sit back and show you that he’s done his part and swallow right in front of you.

“How do you feel?” he talks you through any emotions you’re having, ready to pull the plug when necessary. Yet, when you smile at him and ask him for ‘one more, please?’ his cock jumps in his underwear.

“So fucking good for me, I’ll make you feel better, darling,” he starts, already rolling down his briefs. “Fucking hell, I know I’m not gonna last.”

He’s pretty, you note. Seven inches stand tall, curving to the side and a lovely head that resembles the color of a ripe strawberry. Feel free to stare all you want though! He appreciates you lustful stare, especially when he senses your gaze on him while he fishes a condom from the wallet in his jeans.

It rolls on with little to no issue and he improvises by using mixture of your of your essence and a bit of his own spit to lube himself up. There’s no way you can look at Hanamaki the same after this, not when he’s slowly inserting himself inside until he completely bottoms out inside of you.

His concentration is beautiful, the furrow of his brows, slightly parted lips, the determined look in his eyes as he watches you for any discomfort. Once he moves, both of you are goners.

His pace he sets up reminds you of a tempo of a really good song, where the pacing picks up at some point and slows down enough to the point where you can enjoy it. It steals your breath away when he hits the deepest parts of you, chest tightening as he himself staves off his impeding orgasm for you.

Then came his voice. “Bet none of them assholes made you fucking feel good like this— shit. Sucking me in so good, baby, tell me how you feel,” he tells you, a newly discovered timbre to his voice as he watches you with interest.

“S’fucking good, Hiro. I-I’m gonna ahh gonna cum soon,” you announce, desperately reaching for him once more. He leans into your touch without an issue, falling into your warmth as he presses kisses against your neck and his thrusts become sporadic.

One certain brush of his hips has you keening, thrashing underneath him as your orgasm hits you like a brick. He detaches from your bruised neck in time to witness your beautiful downfall, moaning in appreciation of how absolutely fucked out you look. It gets him off too, not too long after filling up the condom with no second thought about it.

His moans mix with yours and you swear hearing him is the best thing ever. Beautifully pitched, so raw and real, you wished you had heard more tonight.

And then he’s carefully pulling out of you, discarding the condom properly before joining your shivering form in bed. Aftercare with him is a bit different, but it’s nice. He kisses your cheeks, mumbling about how he’ll be right back before he’s jogging off to take care of you.

Hanamaki Takahiro, a good friend and an excellent fuck.

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lovelytarou · 3 years

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— random hcs of underrated hq boys

characters — yamaguchi tadashi, tanaka ryuunosuke, matsukawa issei, hanamaki takahiro, ushijima wakatoshi, konoha akinori, yaku morisuke, lev haiba, kyotani kentaro, daishou suguru & kita shinsuke.

genre — fluff

warnings — a little suggestive at kyotani's part bcs i can't help myself

notes — i just felt like these guys are underrated and see very little of them in fanfics and i was in a ✨yearning✨mood when i wrote this

♡ yamaguchi t. — messages you good morning and good night without fail. if you thought that he’ll only do it on the first few months of dating, you were wrong because he’s fully committed to do it until he couldn’t anymore. and in the rare occasions where he couldn’t, he’ll do it in person with a whispered “good morning” or “good night” on your lips after a kiss. will get upset if he couldn’t do it through messages or in person and you’ll have to remind him that it’s totally okay for him not to greet you every morning or night but he won’t stand for it.

♡ tanaka r. — always knows when you’re feeling down even if he’s miles away, it’s like he has a sensor for when you’re upset. it’s so endearing like one second he’s away and then the next he’ll be busting down the door demanding who made you this upset and who he should beat up. please calm him down before he gets in any trouble! on the other hand he’ll hate to see you sad and will do everything in his power to make you happy.

♡ matsukawa i. — kisses you first thing in the morning even if you protest by saying you have the worst morning breath. he will not care and he will get his morning kisses one way or another. his day won’t be complete without feeling your lips smiling against his, ending up in lighthearted laughter and tickling each other in bed until you just lazily lie in bed for hours until it’s finally time to get up. gets real cuddly in the morning, demanding you to stay for five more minutes wrapped in his arms although you both know it will last longer than that but it’s worth it.

♡ hanamaki t. — never leaves your side at a party or any social gatherings. will just hover close by, a hand on your lower back, waist, or around your shoulder as he talks to the guest. will nod along to your stories and will offer a few insights of his own. it's reassuring to have him by your side if you're someone who's not fond of crowds, will hold your hand as a way of saying “i'm here for you” and will not hesitate to take you out of there, just say the word. and if you do get separated at a party, you will always find each other whether on purpose or unconsciously like two magnets, always finding your way to one another.

♡ ushijima w. — he has his silent ways of protecting you. when the two of you walk on the street, he will be holding your hand while he walks on the part of the sidewalk where you're not near the road. will put his arm around your shoulder and will stare down anyone who would look at you weirdly in public. if you fell asleep on his shoulder, he will protect your head with one gentle hand so it wouldn't fall forward. he will always carry essentials for you – medicine, hairties, extra money, tissues, etc. you name it, he has it. he cares about your safety and comfort more than anything.

♡ konoha a. — appreciates you babying him after a long day at work. expect to give cuddles, kisses and back rubs as soon as he flops himself on top of you like lifeless lump. absolutely loves it when he lays his head on your lap and you run your hands through his blond hair or massage his temples if he has a headache. he will plant a kiss on your inner wrist, palm, the back of your hand and fingertips if your hand even comes close to his lips. he will turn into a putty in your hand if you hold his face, he will feel so loved he would want to stay there forever. he will pepper you with praise and compliments while pampering him, and you should also expect the same treatment and more once he's recharged.

♡ yaku m. — physical touch is his major love language. he wouldn't last a day without touching you even with the tips of his fingers. more often than not, you'll find yourself in his embrace – making you feel safe and warm. he likes to rub your arms up and down in a soothing manner and usually does this to help you fall asleep. he's the type to bring your head closer to the crook of his neck when you hug and will kiss your temple, his lips lingering there for a moment. his touches are comforting and not at all in an uncomfortable, overbearing manner. if you want space, he will gladly respect it and will wait for you once you're ready for his affection.

♡ lev h. — will carry your bags, groceries, shoes, whatever it is, lev will be happy to help you carry it. and he will do so by carrying it with one hand and holding yours with the other. he claims you shouldn't be carrying heavy stuff when you have him to do it for you. a true gentleman that will make you think that chivalry isn't really dead – will open car doors for you, pulls your seat out from the table for you to sit on, drapes his jacket or coat over your shoulder if he so much as saw a slight shiver, greets you by kissing the back of your hand every time you see each other, he's so cheesy it hurts.

♡ kyotani k. — he's possessive of you, can you blame him? you're literally the best thing that ever happened to him, and volleyball. he tries not to be too over the top about it, but once he notices people eyeing you, he'll draw you close to him, even going as far as grabbing your butt in public while you faced away from the person looking at you the wrong way, completely oblivious to kyotani's smug smirk. aside from that, he's totally on board with pda, loves it, actually. won't pass the chance to show everyone how smitten he is– will nuzzle your neck, have a full-blown make out session while sitting at a table in a fancy restaurant, a hand on your waist – if he get to show them how much you love each other, why wouldn't he?

♡ daishou s. — flirts with you like you're still at that early stage of the relationship. it's cute, really, even if sometimes his pick-up lines can be annoying. for the most part, he enjoyed the way you blush at his compliments, and you always amuse him by retaliating back and making him speechless. will use the “are you new here?” card complete with a salacious wink, you're quick to reply with “no, if i were, i'd remember a pretty face like yours” it ended up as a challenge between you two on who can flirt the worst, but deep down, it makes your hearts flutter each time like two fools in love.

♡ kita s. — your number one supporter and cheerleader. when things get rough, he's there beside you, telling you sweet nothings and encouragement in his soothing voice, a kind smile on his face. his presence is so warm and you feel safe with him, it feels like everything is going to be alright. he cheers you on with whatever you have going on, will always ask you about the thing you're working on, checking in on you to make sure you're taking care of yourself and not overworking. he will call you out though if you're not taking care of yourself lately, he will definitely have to do it himself or he will convince you to do it for him, please. he really really loves you and he loves to see you be successful and happy.

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chil2de · 3 years

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❝𝐒𝐄𝐈𝐉𝐎𝐇’𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋❞

you’ll always be their favourite, whether you lie to gain what you want or not

a/n: tfw your keyboard gets fixed and now you have no reason to write fics in lowercase anymore

w.c: 2424

𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙮 𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙬 !

“What’s wrong with you, angel?” Matsukawa quips sarcastically, an eyebrow raised incredulously until your body language and facial expressions give way to the fact that you are, in fact, upset.

You slump your body weight down onto the bench, too exasperated and panicked to care that you’ve just barged the door down inside the men’s changing room. Realistically, though, even if you were in the right state of mind— you’d still be here anyway.

Matsukawa’s still in the process of buttoning his shirt up, digits loosely clinging to the fabric. His arms rapidly drop to his sides and he’s quick to sit down next to you, slinging one arm around you as he pulls you in. His lips brush the delicate skin of your forehead, and he draws hushed murmurs to help calm you down. Your sobs muffle against him , salty tears globbing against his bare skin. He combs his slender fingertips through your hair, drawing little nonsensical patterns into your scalp. Over the commotion, Kunimi glances over from the side of his locker a few doors down. His eyebrows furrow and his gaze searches Matsukawa’s in a look that can only be heeded as a question: “what the fuck?”

You can hear the audible chatter and murmuring coming from just outside the changing room, footsteps impeding and tones growing more rambunctious as they get closer. In through the door come Oikawa, Iwaizumi and Hanamaki. They all instantaneously shut up in their tracks when your awful wails pierce their ears. Iwaizumi’s the first to hurry over, slinging his heavy backpack and shoving it onto Oikawa who only exclaims in protest.

Matsukawa allows Iwaizumi to pry you out of his hold, carefully taking you to face him. He kneels down as though he’s talking to a child, eye-level to your glassy eyes and smeared mascara.

“Talk.” Iwaizumi commands sternly, evening out his voice at the very last second to show through some sympathy and concern. You hiccup against him, lips trembling and nose twitching. You’re about to get another word out, attempt to string together a sentence, but the waterworks come flooding out once more.

“I— He, uh. Fuck. He fucking done it again.” You choke out thickly, struggling to speak properly. Your tone snaps and wobbles, blurting out a sentence and snapping your lips shut in hopes that they’ll piece together the rest of the puzzle.

“Terushima broke up with you again?” Hanamaki inquires, watching for your facial expression. It’s obvious that he’s right on the money with the way your breath hitches, making that wheezy little gasp and the crease in your brows to form.

“Fucking asshole.” Iwaizumi scoffs with a roll of his eyes. He stands up, pulling you up with him and he roughly collides your chest into his. He’s a little bit sticky, teal and white uniform clinging to his body. Despite just finishing a heavy volleyball session, he thinks it’s not the end of the world that he has to hug you even if his body is burning up twofold.

“You’re too good for him.” Iwaizumi mutters into your shoulders, right hand securing your shoulder blade and the other one lingering at your waist.

“That guy’s an ass.” Hanamaki agrees, earning a snort from Matsukawa.

“Serious prick. How did you two last anyways?”

“Oi.” Iwaizumi barks, glaring daggers at Matsukawa. The latter raises his hands in defence, but his face reads ‘Am I wrong?’

Oikawa, who is either fashionably late to the conversation or cannot seem to care, casually punches in the code for his locker with a small hum. He doesn’t seem phased by the situation whatsoever, and goes about his day by lifting his shirt off in a criss-crossed manner.

“Are you kidding? You’re not going to say anything to her?” Iwaizumi guffaws, tone increasing with impatience. His palms gradually grip you with more strength out of agitation. He stops himself short quickly, resuming by handling you as though you’re a form of fine china. You’re not sure which one aggravates you more, but you can’t find the need to complain about it in a situation like this.

“Mm? And say what? I’m sorry that you two broke up?” Oikawa inquires, tone pitchy and on the verge of teasing. Tantalising, even.

“Yeah?” Iwaizumi shakes his head in disbelief, speaking in a matter-of-fact way.

“I’m not sorry, though? Wonder what I should say instead, then?”

Matsukawa allows his mouth to part loosely, closing and opening it several times. Alas, he still cannot think of anything to say, and has to stifle the chortle that bubbles up within him. He exchanges glances with Hanamaki, who only looks at him before glancing around in multiple directions.

Iwaizumi drops his hold on you, passing you back over to Matsukawa. He turns to Oikawa instead, gripping the setter by his shirt and slamming him up against the lockers. You coil away into Matsukawa’s touch, resting your spine against him. You can feel his heartbeat steadily thump away against your vertebrae, pulse thrumming and coursing through your entire body. His legs are at either sides of you, caging you in and protecting you all the same.

“What the fuck is wrong with you, huh? Mama never taught you to keep your shit to yourself?” Iwaizumi hisses through grit teeth, shaking Oikawa against the cool metal.

“You want me to lie, Iwa-chan? Is that it?” Oikawa taunts, gripping onto the hand that’s keeping him pinned up against the lockers. Iwaizumi uncurls his fist away from Oikawa as though he’s just touched a hot pan, huffing with a scoff and glaring at him to proceed with whatever excuse is about to come spewing out of his mouth.

“You.” Oikawa accuses, extending his index finger towards you.

“It’s your fault, princess.” He hums, and Hanamaki has to physically keep Iwaizumi back from ripping Oikawa’s head off.

You gulp, swallowing thickly.

“Me?” You protest, taking your own hand and pointing towards yourself in question.

“Think about it.”

“You knew Terushima doesn’t do well in relationships. Did you really think you could change him?”

“Were you even dating him at all, (Y/N)-chan?” Oikawa tilts his head back, gaze following down his nose— eyebrow curled up in contempt.

“Are you fucking kidding?” Iwaizumi spits, jaw locked and his chest tightens. He can feel his skin tingle, prickled with imaginary needles that are almost enough to send him over the edge. He’s not about to stand here and let Oikawa shit-talk you like that, after all.

There’s a lack of response on your end. Your throat constricts, and your blood rocks around in your cranium.

It’s not that you won’t say yes, it’s that you can’t.

If they were to think about it, they’d be able to pull up a few red flags. They can’t remember the last time you exhibited any signs of actually being in a relationship. You never openly spoke about a Terushima. Neither of them asked— and only because they were too selfish and invested in debating what it would have been like if you were fully theirs.

Of course, you’d always be their baby girl. Liar, or not.

But you’d be underestimating them if you assumed they weren’t going to punish you for it.

“(Y/N)?” Matsukawa leans in, warm and velvety lips brushing the shell of your ears. You’d expect to feel the ghost of a smirk tugging his lips, but there’s nothing. No state of emotion, just five men awaiting the truth that they’ve been chasing for months now.

“You’re not gonna respond?” He presses again, tone taking a noticeable turn as it lowers an octave. You can feel the shivers crawl the expanse of your skin, and you're sure Matsukawa can feel you trembling in his hold, too.

Oikawa clasps your chin with his thumb and index, tilting you up. As suspected, you avoid his gaze.

“You poor thing.” He coos condescendingly, thumb brushing up to pull your bottom lip down. His eyes gloss over in an unidentifiable expression, though the closest thing you can label it as is perhaps hunger.

“Looks like we’ve got a pretty liar.”

“Easy, easy. You’re gonna fucking break her, dude.” Matsukawa hisses, looping his warm and sturdy hands underneath your arms.

“You okay, angel?” Matsukawa murmurs, attaching his lips onto your neck. This elicits a meek whimper from you, and there’s too many things occurring at once sensory wise for you to be able to respond to him. You think of doing it, but it flies from your train of thought the second Hanamaki’s cold hands circle the inside of your thighs.

“That’s not gonna break her. Are you stupid? She’s not a doll.” Hanamaki mutters with dejection.

“Will it break you?” Hanamaki glances up, double checking anyways. You shake your head with fervour, a garbled plea choking out from between the partition of your lips for him to keep going.

“Relax.” Matsukawa murmurs, warm breath seeping into your muscles and down to your bones. It’s difficult to relax when every fibre of your body screams, every inch of skin slicked with sweat or dried cum stains. Your thighs are trembling, legs shaking from strain even when Hanamaki’s holding onto both of them.

Oikawa leans in to grab ahold of your face despite it all, stealing you for a kiss. He whimpers into the partition of your lips, seizing your gasp to drink you in and tangle his tongue with yours. He bites onto your bottom lip lightly, pulling it back ever so slightly with his teeth in a teasing manner. You whine when he pulls away, and it’s exactly what he wanted. When you lean back into Oikawa, his nose just barely brushes the tip of yours before he pulls away.

“Tooru—“ you whine with a babble, pouting and nose wrinkling.

“What’s wrong?” He feigns sympathy, smiling with mockery.

“You wanna kiss me? Hm?”

“Y-yeah—“

“Yeah?” He imitates your tone, taking it up a few notches to sound more feminine.

“You don’t get to pick and choose.” Oikawa taunts, flicking you between the brows. His gaze flickers behind you and there’s a small nod from him before your head’s yanked to the right. You’re passed on to Iwaizumi, and he doesn’t waste any time in stuffing his cock down the contents of your throat. Your dainty wrists run and scratch at his hips, eyes blown wide whilst you gag around his length. It’s the little commotion in that moment that Hanamaki decides he should slide his dick right in, hips snapping in place into your sticky and fucked up cunt.

Iwaizumi grips the back of your head, gritting his teeth as he peers down at you through hazy eyelids. A mix of your saliva and drool spill out the corners of your lips, dribbling down your chin and onto your neck. He grabs fistfuls of your hair, yanking you back and forth off his cock until you’re slurping around him sufficiently. Iwaizumi’s sure he’s about to shoot his cum down your throat, so he has to throw his head back and regain his composure in hopes of drawing this out a little bit longer.

“Maki-chan, hurry it up— will you? I’m getting bored over here.” Oikawa sighs wistfully, opting to toy with your breasts. He pinches your nipples, rolling the hard bud between his index and thumb. He pulls it up with intrigue, flicking it whilst watching intently to see how you writhe and arch your back. Every time you do, you can feel Matsukawa’s cock poke against your lower back— stabbing you through the fabric of his uniform. He rolls his hips, groaning into your ear at the added friction. He insists that he’s going to wait until everyone is finished with you so he can have his way with you afterwards; but he’s antsy on whether or not he’ll end up coming in his boxers just like this. It’s almost the same with Kunimi, actually. He’d rather make you wail and thrash on his tongue and fingertips, but he may just end up growing impatient and rail the fuck out of you instead.

“Hurry up? I just started fucking her.”

“And? Get your dick out, I’m taking her.”

Hanamaki, not one to refuse his Captain’s orders, pulls himself out with an exhale. In turn, Oikawa settles himself between your legs with a dismal sigh. Missionary isn’t his favourite, but it’ll have to do for now.

He slides his jet black boxers down to his toned thighs, never really pulling them off all the way. His shirt, however, follows in a different fashion and he pulls it off fully before bundling it up and throwing it halfway across the changing room.

Oikawa lifts your legs, throwing your ankles over his shoulders. He slaps his cock, which is stained a deep red against his pallor, onto your clit. Your mewls are muffled by Iwaizumi’s dick. Oikawa continues to taunt you, smearing his head around your folds and gathering up the lubrication there— all the while he peers at you with a small arrogant smirk that curls his lips.

“Would be pretty tragic if I just didn’t fuck you.” He chuckles, bony and blue-veined hands reaching down, ghosting the outline of your vulva. Enough to encompass your nerves, light them on fire, but not enough to satisfy your cravings for his touch. You arch your hips, angling around and around in hopes of just maybe helping the captain cave in to his desires. You want to plead him, beg him some more, but you can’t. Iwaizumi seems amused by this, and it’s evident because he downright laughs at you.

You can’t utter a single thing, not at all. It’s all muffled, and it goes on like this for a while. You can feel the tears prick your vision, mind growing hazy and how the knot in your abdomen just threatens to snap. You haven’t cum once. Not once. Oikawa knows this, as does everyone else, who have already finished in one way or another.

When the time does come and Oikawa relents by pushing his tip through the thin membrane of your cunt, past all the cum that’s been dumped there and burying his length whole inside your gummy walls— you almost lose your mind. You can’t fathom the sensation of him stretching you wide, filling you up to the brim.

His touch becomes bruising, on the verge of painful as he uses your waist as leverage before fucking himself with deep and rough strokes at an even pace. His cock threatens to slam against the start of your cervix, drawing a ring of cream from you already.

But that’s it. He gives you the strokes you wanted so much, and left you hanging.

He tells you to do the rest yourself, to ride him. Fuck him yourself.

But how can you?

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#ahem.#so. yeah.#🌹.txt #🖤.nsfw #hq #haikyuu x me #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x self insert #seijoh x reader #seijoh x manager #oikawa x you #oikawa x reader #iwaizumi x y/n #matsukawa smut #matsukawa x reader #haikyuu smut #hanamaki x you #kunimi x y/n

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emmyrosee · 3 years

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Their daughter tells them they have a boyfriend

with a mix of my faves🖤

He tenses slightly, his brows furrowed as he immediately stops what he’s doing to look at his little girl gushing about her boyfriend that she held hands with today. As you entertain the idea, you see him shifting, grumbling a passive-aggressive “oh, I don’t like this,” as she rambles.

OSAMU, Daichi, Kenma, Iwaizumi, KAGEYAMA, Yaku, Yamaguchi, Ushijima, TENDOU, Konoha

“Daddy! Guess what! I gotta boyfriend today!”

“No you didn’t,” he replies instantly as your daughter pouts back up at him, almost sad at his words and the snap of them. You offer him a scold and a gentle smack on his arm, and he holds his hands up in defense, “what! She’s five! I’m not letting her have a boyfriend, no way, I’ll get you a pony before I let you get a boyfriend-“

“YOULL GET ME A PONY?”

KUROO, Sakusa, Tanaka, Noya, Aran (cause his baby is growin up too fast smh </3), SUNA, TSUKISHIMA, SEMI, Matsukawa, Kyotani, Iwaizumi

“Is that right!” He asks, smiling as he picks his daughter up and plants a kiss to her cheek. “I’m glad you’re making friends with boys too, my baby. Maybe one day he can come over to play, and mommy and daddy can meet his family, hmm?”

Like any good man shOULD-

Asahi, Sugawara, KITA, Akagi, Akaashi

His head whips around so far you’re almost convinced he hurt himself, his brows furrowing as his little girl giggles at his dramatic reaction, though you know it’s shamelessly genuine, “WHO TOLD YOU YOU COULD HAVE A BOYFRIEND?”

“But daaaaaaddy!!”

“HOW OLD DO YOU THINK- WHEN DO YOU- WHO IS-“

“Oooookay, I think you broke daddy,” you snort, taking the giggling child from his arms as he struggles to ask all fifty of the questions that cloud his brain at once.

ATSUMU, BOKUTO, HINATA, LEV, HANAMAKI, OIKAWA, TERUSHIMA

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creative-crybaby · 3 years

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Aoba Johsai Masterlist

🤍=SFW 💚=NSFW 🖤=Dark Content

Oikawa Tooru

Nothing yet

Matsukawa Issei

🖤 Hey, Neighbour

Hanamaki Takahiro

💚 Vixen

Iwaizumi Hajime

💚 Desperate Times Calls for Desperate Pleasures (+ Ushijima Wakatoshi)

💚 Desperate Times Call (+ Ushijima Wakatoshi)

💚 Desperate Times (+Ushijima Wakatoshi)

Yahaba Shigeru

Nothing yet

Watari Shinji

Nothing yet

Kyoutani Kentarou

Nothing yet

Kindaichi Yuutarou

Nothing yet

Kunimi Akira

Nothing yet

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imsofthelp · 3 years

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🖤 smut

💙 angst

❤️ fluff

✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖

Karasuno:

Koushi Sugawara

Tobio Kageyama

Kei Tsukishima

✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖

Nekoma

Tetsuro Kuroo

Morisuke Yaku

Kenma Kozume

Lev Haiba

✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖

Aoba Johsai

Tooru Oikawa

💙🖤 Days without sun

Summary: Having your heart broken by Oikawa Tooru is unexpectedly hard, but it’s even harder to let yourself fall for someone new.

Issei Matsukawa

Takahiro Hanamaki

Hajime Iwaizumi

💙🖤 Days without sun

Summary: Having your heart broken by Oikawa Tooru is unexpectedly hard, but it’s even harder to let yourself fall for someone new.

Akira Kunimi

✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖

Fukurodani

Koutarou Bokuto

Akaashi Keiji

💙🖤 Soft spot

Summary: Akaashi is always there to put you back together, granting your every wish. Even when you leave him without any message and disappear for two months. You could say that he has a soft spot for you

✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖

Shiratorizawa

Tendou Satori

Eita Semi

✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖

Inarizaki

Shinsuke Kita

Atsumu Miya

Osamu Miya

Rintarou Suna

✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖

Others:

Keishin Ukai

Akiteru Tsukishima

Saeko Tanaka

Shugo Meian

Kiyoomi Sakusa

✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖*✧˖

#haikyuu!masterlist #haikyuu masterlist #imsofthelp's masterlist #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #haikyuu angst

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011tsukishima · 3 years

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Hello, Em! Can I still request for your ask game? If yes, I’d love a matchup for Tokyo Revengers, Haikyuu, as well as Obey me! My favorite song is Iris by Goo Goo Dolls.

Just wanna share that I’ve visited your profile and saw that we’re the same zodiac sign, hogwarts house, and mbti, hehe. It also shookt me how you have a lot of activities in your pinned post, I’m just amazed! I may send some requests for them later if that’s alright?

You seem like such a lovely person to me—that’s all I wanted to say, thank you for taking the time to read this message of mine! ✨

You're so sweet!!!!!! You can always send in request whenever (I love doing them🖤)

For Tokyo revengers I match you with.... Draken!

Haikyuu I match you with.... Hanamaki!

Obey me I match you with.... Belphie!

I hope you like it🖤

#Matchup #Tokyo revengers #Obey me #Haikyuu #Hanamaki #Belphie #Draken

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ukaisprincesss · 4 years

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🍒🖤 𝔸𝕣𝕥’𝕤 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 🍒🖤

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~Haikyuu~

~Karasuno🧡🖤

[Daichi]

Sugar Daddy Daichi

[Sugawara]

[Asahi]

Pregnant S/O Headcanon

[Nishinoya]

[Tanaka]

Wedding Night

[Ennoshita]

[Kageyama]

[Hinata]

[Tsukishima]

Dinner Punishment

Comfort Headcanon

[Yamaguchi]

[Kiyoko]

[Yaachi]

[Takeda]

[Ukai]

Drabble

~Aoba Johsai💙🤍

[Oikawa]

Pregnant S/O Headcanon

[Matsukawa]

Drabble

[Hanamaki]

[Iwaizumi]

[Kindaichi]

[Kunimi]

[Kyotani]

~Nekoma❤️🖤

[Kuroo]

Comfort Headcanon

[Yaku]

[Yamamoto]

[Kenma]

Comfort Headcanon

[Lev]

~Fukurodani🤍💛

[Bokuto]

Comfort Headcanon

Pregnant S/O Headcanon

Drabble

Needy Bokuto Drabble

[Akaashi]

Comfort Headcanon

Piss Baby

Helpless

[Konoha]

~Shiritorizawa🤍💜

[Ushijima]

[Semi]

[Tendou]

[Goshiki]

[Shirabu]

~My Hero Academia~

~Class 1-A

[Aoyama]

[Mina]

[Asui]

[Iida]

[Uraraka]

[Ojiro]

[Kaminari]

[Koda]

[Sato]

[Shoji]

[Jirou]

[Sero]

[Tokoyami]

[Todoroki]

[Bakugou]

Unexpected Visitor

The Assistant

[Midoriya]

The Assistant

[Yayorozu]

~Class 1-B

[Awase]

[Kaibara]

[Kendo]

[TetsuTetsu]

[Monoma]

~Class 1-C

[Shinso]

~Pro Hereos

[All Might]

[Endeavor]

[Hawks]

[Best Jeanist]

[Edgeshot]

[Kamui Woods]

[Ryukyu]

[Gang Orca]

[Mt.Lady]

[Fatgum]

[Mandalay]

[Pixie-Bob]

[Tiger]

[Cementoss]

[Extoplasm]

[Eraserhead]

[Ms.Joke]

[Present Mic]

[Rock Lock]

[Selkie]

~Villians

[Dabi]

Dabi’s Birthday Surprise

[Shigaraki]

[Toga]

[Chisaki]

Shower Love

[Twice]

[Kurogiri]

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mystiqueewrites · 3 years

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Hello Humansss~ In this post, you could find all my drabbles, headcanons, and fics for Haikyuu! ;D Enjoy your time here lovelies~ <3

The fandoms I write for so far are,,,~

Haikyuu

Boku no Hero Academia/My Hero Academia

Seraph of the End/Owari no Seraph

Obey Me! Shall we Date?

Dangerous Fellows

The masterlists for the others will be posted later =)

Here's a little guide for you to know what "theme" the hcs/drabbles/fics are ;)

🤍 ~ fluff

🖤 ~ angst

💔 ~ angst-ish

💙 ~ comfort

💌 ~ love letter

Rules for requesting will be posted a little later ^^ <3

KARASUNO

Plush plush~ How are some of the Haikyuu captains with a chubby s/o? Why don't we go ahead and find out,,, :D 🤍

Sawamura Daichi

Sugawara Koushi