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hornime · 4 years

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watch and learn | iwaizumi hajime x f!reader x team japan

there were two things they all had in common: the growing bulges in their pants that they were urgently trying to distract themselves from, and the fact that their full attention was on you.

warnings: 18+, timeskip!everyone, BIG MANGA SPOILERS BASICALLY, exhibitionism, voyeurism, orgasm denial

w/c: 3.1k

a/n: now i don’t know if iwaizumi hajime (27) athletic trainer learned about female orgasms when he was studying sports science at irvine BUT he def knows how to show a girl a good time which is reason enough for me to write this. also, i read this article to prep for this piece and it was super enlightening, so i do recommend giving it a read if you’re interested!

in the middle of his morning run, iwaizumi slowed momentarily to check the repetitive buzzing of this phone, curious as to who was messaging him this early. when he’d left the apartment, you were sleeping, and you had the tendency to still be sleeping by the time he returned, so who else could it be?

he unlocked his phone, quickly finding the source of the notifications: the team japan group chat.

[06:43 AM] miya: hey @iwaizumi—you know stuff abt the human body right?

[06:43 AM] miya: cus like you studied it in college and shit??

iwaizumi rolled his eyes. i spent four years in america to earn my degree, came back home to support my country’s olympic team, and dealt with the biggest idiots of volleyball, only to get treated like this?

[06:44 AM] iwaizumi: yes, miya. i took many courses on the human body. in fact that’s the purpose of my job. to know the human body. because i am a fucking athletic trainer.

[06:44 AM] miya: okay okay i get it. dumb question

[06:44 AM] iwaizumi: why? is something up? you need help or anything?

[06:44 AM] miya: uhhh kinda

[06:44 AM] miya: @hinata i’m not fucking asking this

[06:44 AM] bokuto: bro just do it

[06:44 AM] miya: @hinata @hinata @hinata

iwaizumi cocked an eyebrow. what the hell are they going on about?

[06:45 AM] iwaizumi: so am i needed or...

[06:45 AM] hinata: YES

[06:45 AM] hinata: we had a question

[06:46 AM] sakusa: by “we” he means him, miya, and bokuto

[06:46 AM] suna: yeah don’t bring us into this

[06:46 AM] hinata: don’t listen to them! both suna and sakusa wanna know too

[06:46 AM] iwaizumi: okay. what’s up

[06:47 AM] hinata: we wanted to know how to make a girl cum

he chuckled in disbelief.

[06:47 AM] iwaizumi: you’re telling me that you guys are in your mid-20s, literal olympic athletes, and you don’t know how to make a girl cum

[06:47 AM] iwaizumi: have you never done it before??

[06:47 AM] miya: NO

[06:47 AM] miya: FOR THE RECORD IVE MADE MANY GIRLS CUM

[06:48 AM] bokuto: ME TOO

[06:48 AM] bokuto: i think

he laughed out loud, briefly startling another runner on the sidewalk.

[06:48 AM] iwaizumi: you guys are unbelievable

[06:48 AM] hinata: i mean she says she finished but idk what i did to make that happen

[06:48 AM] bokuto: ^^

[06:48 AM] hinata: so like i wanna know how to actually do it

[06:48 AM] suna: actually im kinda interested in this too

[06:48 AM] aran: i pray for your future girlfriends. this is painful to see. im out

[06:48 AM] kageyama: i’m with aran on this one. you guys are dumb

[06:48 AM] hinata: shut up. you suck.

[06:48 AM] miya: cmon iwaizumi, help a guy out

[06:48 AM] sakusa: it wouldnt hurt for you to give us some pointers at least

iwaizumi sighed.

[06:49 AM] iwaizumi: @miya @hinata @bokuto @suna @sakusa meet in the locker room after practice. ill give you guys a lesson in the art of pleasing a woman

to teach effectively, he needed a volunteer, though he was sure you wouldn’t need much convincing. you’d always loved the attention, and the biceps, of the pro athletes. he spun on his heel and jogged home.

you woke up to the sound of your apartment door opening, your boyfriend creeping inside, forehead damp with sweat.

“hey,” you said quietly, making your way towards him.

“hey, baby. sorry for waking you up, i was trying to be quiet.”

you giggled sleepily. “s’okay, haji. you spoil me too much anyway, always letting me sleep in for hours while you’re off doing god knows what.”

at that, his eyes crinkled in amusement, and as you tried to step into a hug, he shuffled back. “woah there, baby. i gotta shower, ‘m all gross from my run. and then,” he gave you a peculiar look that you couldn’t quite place, “i got a proposition for you.”

after his shower, he waltzed out of the bathroom, steam wafting out from behind the door. his tanned body made you feel things you definitely shouldn’t be barely an hour after the sun’s risen, and you reached out to massage the tension in his shoulders. “so, what’s your proposition?”

“well,” he hesitated. “it’s a bit... unconventional. the team asked me to show them how to make a girl cum,” he took in your intrigued expression. “and it’d be a lot easier to explain if i had someone to do a live demonstration with. so,” his eyes flicked up to you. “that’s where you’d come in.”

“a... live demonstration? like you’re gonna make me cum in front of them?”

“yeah, essentially.” he gave you a devilish grin. “you want that, baby? wanna show those boys how a real man treats a gorgeous woman like you?”

you rubbed your thighs at his words. “yeah,” you purred. “i do. wanna show them how good you are to me.”

and that’s how you found yourself nestled between iwaizumi’s muscled thighs, back pressed against his chest, completely naked, with five of japan’s best volleyball players staring at your body in awe.

practically an expert in his field, iwaizumi knew the human body inside and out. this had many benefits; of course it allowed him to catapult up the ranks and work with the country’s best athletes to keep them at the top of their game, but it also had a unique side effect: an overwhelming vault of knowledge on how to make a woman feel good anywhere.

you’d seen the proof firsthand; he knew exactly where to push, prod, stroke, and tease to have you cumming in seconds, over and over, as many times as you wanted. he was amazing, and you were well-aware just how lucky you were to have such a talented man in the sheets.

“oi,” iwaizumi snapped his fingers, drawing each of the players’ eyes away from your glistening cunt. “pay attention. i know more than anybody that she’s hot as fuck, but you gotta listen to what i’m saying or else there’s no point to this.”

he lightly pressed his lips against your collarbone, slowly tracing them against your jaw, the contact making you squirm. “if you wanna make a girl cum, first thing you gotta do is make her comfortable. if she’s worried about how she looks or sounds or smells she’s gonna be too stressed to let go.” he moved his hands to grope your tits, his calloused fingers brushing over your hardening nipples. “so reassure her, tell her how irresistible she is, how pretty her moans are, how tasty her pussy is. shit like that. the sexier she feels the better it’ll be.”

he leaned into you, whispering into your ear. “feeling good, baby? we can stop whenever.”

you nodded weakly, afraid to open your mouth, barely holding in your whines as his palms worked wonders on your chest and stomach, sending shocks of heat wherever they touched.

you craned your neck up to observe the men before you. atsumu was flushed red, wringing his hands as if he was worried they’d do something embarrassing if he didn’t keep them occupied. hinata was bouncing his leg up and down, wiping his palms on his shorts as he took in the plushness of your thighs. bokuto was basically drooling, greedily tracing your soft curves with his eyes. suna maintained his indifferent expression, but the reddening tips of his ears showed that he was a lot more hot and bothered than he let on. sakusa stood quietly to the side, leaning against the wall, mask tucked under his chin as if he’d just realized how much the temperature had gone up in the room.

there were two things they all had in common: the growing bulges in their pants that they were urgently trying to distract themselves from, and the fact that their full attention was on you.

"make sure to try different things; there’s multiple ways to make a woman cum. only like a quarter of women experience orgasms just from penetration,” someone made a sound of shock. “yes, the number is that small, bokuto.”

his fingertip slowly trailed past your belly button, dipping into the mess between your thighs, causing you to slightly arch your back into the solid chest supporting you. “foreplay with the clit is your best bet; even stupid fucks like you probably wouldn’t screw it up too bad.”

hinata opened his mouth to speak, but iwaizumi anticipated his question and continued.

“i know you’re wondering where the clit is. it’s around here, under this hood of skin,” he slid his digit between your labia. “s’not gonna come with a label so you gotta explore a little bit. i know where hers is like the back of my hand, but for you guys, with your girls, you’re gonna have to move your fingers around. slowly. and pay attention to her expressions.” he began to rub in a circular motion around your clit, causing you to make small whimpers of pleasure and shift your hips to meet his movements.

“if she clenches up or twitches when you feel a certain spot, like this,” your legs flexed as he increased the pressure, “that’s the clit. be kind, it’s not a volleyball. be gentle n’ make small circles, whether it’s with your fingers or your tongue.”

he thought for a second. “speaking of which, oral’s important. very important. most women cum when they’ve been eaten out, so use your mouths for something more useful than just dirty talk. suck on the clit, maybe tongue-fuck her a ‘lil, but your main focus should always be the clit.”

he removed his hands from your sopping pussy, and you made a pathetic noise of frustration. “’m sorry, baby,” he muttered seductively in your ear. “don’t wanna have you finishing too early. lesson’s barely started.”

he turned his attention back to your audience, his lustful tone being replaced by a more instructional one. “there’s other places that’ll help a woman orgasm, too: her nipples, her neck, her ears—”

“her ears?” sakusa questioned. he blushed profusely as everyone turned to look at him, surprised that he’d opened his mouth. “what? we were all thinking it.”

“s’a valid question,” iwaizumi said. “yeah, you can lick ‘em if they’re sensitive. hers are.” as if to prove his statement, he licked a stripe on the shell of you ear, making you wiggle helplessly at the stimulation. “‘n leave kisses everywhere else. feels good for them just like it does for us.” he wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him and forcing your movements to stop as he traced patterns with his tongue all around your neck.

“something you should know about an orgasm is that it’s something called a positive feedback loop.” he looked up and was met with five blank stares. shouldn’t have expected anything from these dumb jocks, he lamented. “basically that means that, once you start releasing sexual tension, things will feel better and better until you climax.”

“oh!” atsumu chirped. “like how my sets get better and better throughout a game.”

“no, not really,” he quipped. “your sets suck throughout.” atsumu frowned at that.

iwaizumi exhaled exasperatedly. “the general idea is that the body gets more and more sensitive, muscle contractions become more and more frequent, and touches feel more and more stimulating until you cum. all right?”

they all made noises of understanding except for bokuto and hinata, whose eyes had glazed over at the first mention of an academic term. whatever, iwaizumi thought. they’ll get it through example.

"don’t worry about it too much if you don’t get it, that’s just an orgasm on paper. in practice, though, this is the crucial step: listen to her. she knows what feels good. never forget that you’re just an idiot with a cock.” he took a breath, gathering his thoughts before proceeding with his lecture.

“if she tells you to slow down, you slow down. if she tells you to go harder, you go harder. if she tells you to keep doing what you’re doing, you...”

“keep doing what you’re doing”, they all chimed in at staggered times.

“that’s right. don’t go faster or else you’ll mess up the rhythm and she won’t cum. and you wanna make her cum, don’t you?”

they nodded simultaneously.

“so if you keep up the tempo and force that feels good to her, you’ll be fine. questions?”

suna spoke up. “what about,” he choked on the word. “penetration?”

hinata hummed in agreement and bokuto jumped in. “yeah, what if i wanna make her cum on my cock?”

iwaizumi made a weird face. “that’s some pretty advanced stuff, but i guess i can go over it. when you try it, though, you have to be patient. with both of your bodies. s’not rocket science but s’not always easy. also it depends on the woman but sometimes she physically won’t be able to finish from penetration alone. just make sure you’re communicating.”

his swirled two fingers over your hole before shoving them in, your wetness making it easy for him to thrust in and out as your entrance stretched to accommodate him. “f—fuck!” your eyes flew open at the intrusion and you body lurched forward, but you were held back by his strong forearm. “ohmygod, oh my g—ah! feels s’good haji, s’good!”

“i know, baby, i know. you’re taking it so well.” he turned his attention back to the men, each of who were gulping heavily. if that didn’t signal to you that they were evidently affected by your moans, the way they shifted in their workout shorts did.

“boys, focus.” he curled his fingertips, brushing at the spongy spot at the top of your walls, ripping a pleasured wail from your throat and causing tears to prick at your eyelashes. “when you’re fingering her, you’ll feel an area inside that’s a bit soft and squishy. that’s the g-spot.”

you trembled in his arms as he mercilessly struck the same place over and over again with his fingers. “when you’re fucking her, try to keep the pressure building there, but it’ll be harder to make her finish since you can’t see what you’re doing.”

your breath hitched as iwaizumi’s incessant movements brought your body tantalizingly close to your release. he suddenly stopped and you almost sobbed in disappointment, until he plunged his fingers impossibly deeper.

a guttural scream of ecstasy came from within you, and your eyes rolled back as he began playing with another part of you, your body putty in his hands. “hngh, haji, ah! so good, s’good...” you threw your hands back around his neck, nails digging into the skin as you desperately tried to keep yourself grounded. your soft moans filled the air.

“stop clenching,” he hissed. “can barely move my hand.” you tried to relax but failed miserably as the tips of his fingers grazed your cervix.

“holy fuck,” suna muttered. “you’re a god.”

“she sounds so pretty,” atsumu said in amazement.

“i wanna make a girl feel good like that, too!” bokuto sulked.

“you can do it, bokuto!” hinata hit him on the arm. “just listen to iwaizumi. clearly he knows what he’s talking about.”

their eyes refocused on your figure, writhing in pleasure, prompting white hot waves of arousal to pool in their stomachs.

“yeah,” sakusa said. “clearly.”

“stop talking,” iwaizumi ordered. “and listen. beyond the g-spot is the cervix, which is basically the end of the vagina. if you’re long enough,” he briefly scanned each of their faces, “which i’m sure you are, you’ll be able to reach it if you bottom out.”

“haji—hajime, please.” the stimulation was coming absolutely unbearable, and you could tell he was sadistically holding you at the edge, refusing to give you the satisfaction of finishing. “lemme cum, please. please lemme cum, please, please, i can’t—i can’t take it ‘nymore!”

“what was that? you can’t take it anymore? gonna cum?” you helplessly bobbed your head up and down, hoping that he’d give you permission. “well,” he growled, “we can’t have that happening, can we?”

he abruptly halted his thrusts, pulling his fingers out of you with an embarrassing squelch and popping them into his mouth. pearly tears rolled down your cheeks as you grieved the loss of contact and relief.

your viewers looked on in horror, feeling immense sympathy for you; you just looked so dejected from being denied yet another orgasm.

“why didn’t you—why didn’t you let her cum?” bokuto asked.

“why do you think?” iwaizumi snapped. “don’t want you guys to see her when she does. that’s for me, and only me.”

“oh, okay,” he responded, disgruntlement clear in his voice.

iwaizumi’s glare could cut glass, it was so sharp. the possessiveness that had enveloped his mind made him hyperfocus on just one thought: being alone with you. “so, any other questions? if not, we’re done here.”

you pouted at that, not wanting the demonstration to be over. “but haji,” you mumbled into his collarbone. “i di’nt get to cum. and i wanna.” you looked up at him, eyes wide with want. “please make me cum.”

iwaizumi sent a harsh glance to the players that nonverbally communicated his message loud and clear: get out. they shuffled awkwardly out of the locker room due to the hardness between their legs that they would most definitely need to deal with soon.

your boyfriend turned his attention back to you. “’m sorry, i know i had to deny you a bunch of times. i just really hated the idea of anyone but me seeing the cute way you look when you cum.”

you made a small noise of acknowledgement and a little whisper of it’s okay, haji. he looked down, sensing the way your poor, desperate cunt was pulsing around nothing, the erotic sight injecting him with the pure need to ravage you.

he shifted his head to kiss you passionately. “why don’t i make it up to you?” he breathed between your parted lips before picking you up by the backs of your thighs, forcing you to lock your ankles around his waist.

he delicately situated you onto one of the recovery beds at the back of the room, before murmuring something that made your pussy throb in anticipation: “i’ll make you cum whichever way you want, however many times you want, all right? all you gotta do is lay back and take it.”

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kaijime · 4 years

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she’s all yours

includes. virgin!sakusa kiyoomi, atsumu miya, bokuto koutarou, hinata shoyo

cw. fem reader, fivesome, virginity loss [not yours], fingering, oral [receiving and giving], nipple play, vaginal penetration, size kink, degradation, voyeourism, squirting, masturbation, breeding kink, creampie, cumflation

wc. 1.9k

a/n. thought of this idea last minute so this is probably gonna be a late birthday for mr. omi

“c’mon omi, have a taste” this position is embarrassing, to say the least. arms pinned above you with the help of bokuto and hinata, who hold your legs up in the air and position your pussy close to kiyoomi’s face. “our pretty lil manager has made a mess in her panties, just for you” atsumu taunts.

atsumu doesn’t hesitate to rip off your underwear and move his fingers across your folds. you squirm in your place, still suspended in the air with the two males holding your arms and legs open, putting on such a good show for sakusa, who’s knelt down close to your cunt. “she’s so sensitive, if ya press here” he uses his fingers to press on your clit, making you jolt and gasp at the contact. “she’ll be such a good girl for you”

sakusa puts his hand on your inner thigh, surprised at the little gasp you let slip past your lips. “omi-” you whine, sensitive thighs trembling under the grip they had on you. he does as atsumu suggested and toyed with the little sensitive nub, watching as you thrashed your legs in ecstasy, finally getting the attention you’d been longing since they suggested the idea.

unexperienced fingers played with your clit, your folds, and gathered up your dripping slick. he puts them in his mouth, savoring your taste like a starved man. “fuck” he groaned under his breath, breathy moans approaching your heat, making you buck your hips forward in hopes for some much needed relief.

his lips finally suck on your clit, tongue rolling circles around the nub and prompting another jolt from your body. he lets his muscle wander over you, lewd slurping sounds echoing in the almost silent room from between your thighs.

“fuck, she tastes so good” he revels in the sweetness of your cunt, his eyes glistening and asking for more without use of words. he unexpectedly leans in and slips his tongue past your folds and into your tight hole, watching how you arch your back against bokuto and hinata’s chest. they let one of your legs drop onto kiyoomi’s shoulder, giving him a better angle to eat you out and make you squirm.

“k-kiyo-! fuck!” you can’t even pronounce his whole name without cutting off.

“you should use your fingers on her” atsumu suggests, sitting up from his place in a chair where he was already palming himself through his pants.

“i already did” kiyoomi is quick to point at your clit, motioning at how he pressed on the nub. atsumu comes a little closer and swipes his fingers across your lips, spreading you with two of his fingers.

“no, like this” he slips a finger inside and curls it, hitting the spot that made your vision blue and left your mouth agape. “see, she likes it even more”

“oh” sakusa exclaims in embarrassment , comprehending what he said as atsumu took his fingers out of your clenching hole, just to be replaced with sakusa’s. “slowly, let her get used to you” atsumu says in an ordering tone.

you’re so lost from the pleasure, you throw your head back to be met with bokuto’s needy gaze on your face, your fucked our expression made this so much harder for him. “focus on him, princess” bokuto mumbles close to your ear.

“k-kiyoomi!” you squeal, feeling a second finger slip into your little hole.

“she can do something even better,” atsumu says “that right?” he asks, nudging his head towards you. as if on command, you nod your head eagerly.

“wanna suck you off omi, take you all in my mouth, please?” you beg. he looks up from his place between your thighs and nods, looking at bokuto and hinata so they would let you go. sakusa sits against the headboard of the bed, clearly nervous with how much he fiddled with his fingers.

you crawl up the bed until you reach his crotch, taking off his belt, his pants, his briefs, until his cock slaps against his tummy. it’s pretty, standing tall with a slight curve to the left and a pink tip. you moan a small fuck under your breath when you finally take in his size. he’s big. too big, you wonder if he’ll even fit.

you act on impulse, slowly wrapping your hand around it and sliding it up and down, watching the precum drip out at the mere contact.

“m-mmh!” he tries to muffle his moans, tries to save himself from the embarrassment since his teammates are here watching, but he wonders how long he could keep up, and how long he could last before he made a mess of himself.

you give the tip a kitten lick, slowly eyeing him up from his happy trail, to his chest, to his face. he’s so fucked out, holding on by a thread because all he wants to do is slam your face down his cock. you wrap your lips around the tip, paying special attention to it after receiving such a cute reaction from him. he’s clearly struggling, holding the back of your head as an alternative to the rough things he wants to do to you right now.

“fuck- can i?” he asks, ashamed to use you like a toy after you’ve been such a good girl.

“‘course you can” atsumu chimes in, using his fist on his cock, pretending it was him you were teasing with that pretty mouth. “she’s all yours”

sakusa wastes no time slamming your head close to the base of his cock, grunting at the feeling of your throat and your tongue swirling around him.

the best part is when you hollow out your cheeks around him, it’s such a pretty sight, specially when you look up at him like that when you bob your head.

“you can cum in her mouth” atsumu assures, as if you’re not even there, you’re just a toy for them to use. “she won’t mind, will ya?”

you shake your head, simultaneously humming a small mm-mm that drove him over the edge. the vibrations sent shivers up his spine, and gave him the last thing he needed to release down your throat.

“mmf-fuck” his toes point and his grip on your head tightens, shoving you down as far as he can while bucking his hips into your mouth. a steady stream of cum fills your mouth, and you do your best to swallow, but a tiny bit sneaks past and runs down the side of your cheeks.

he finally finished, letting go of you and giving you the chance to gasp for air. it took a few minutes to regain your breath, but when you did, you immediately crawled and sat on his lap, your warm cunt on his cock made him shoot up from his place on the bed.

“wh-what are you-?”

“c’mon omi, you already prepped me enough, don’t you wanna put it in?” you ask. the question was so tentative, yes, but he still couldn’t bring himself to give you an answer. instead, he cleans up the bit of his cum on the corner of your lip, and you lean into his touch. could it be that you’re desperate for him too? “it’s your birthday, after all”

with that, he slowly lifts your hips and flips you around to have you on your back, laid down on the bed for him to see and admire. your pretty tits, still covered by the pink lacy bra. he grabbed the cups and slid them down, just enough so he could marvel at them, leaning down to lick and suck at them.

“please- omi!” you wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him even closer to your sex and signaling you couldn’t wait anymore. “want you i-inside” you stutter.

he lines himself up with your hole, slapping the head against your clit a few times before pushing in slowly, inch by inch, making you squirm in your place. his groans are so pretty, his deep voice sounded so nice when he made such a lewd sound. “does it hurt?” he asks, worried.

“n-no, ‘s just big” you feel a pair of hands capture your own, pinning them above you once again and other hands play with your tits, squeezing and twisting your nipples, just enough to send waves of pleasure soaring through your body. “ah!”

“shh” bokuto comforts you, “be quiet” you do your best to stop your whines, but a few of them still manage to get past your lips. “good girl” hinata says, using his free hand to pet your hair.

kiyoomi slides out, almost completely and slams back inside, groaning at the feeling of your tight cunt. he knew it would be tight, but he didn’t think it would be that tight. “fuck- it’s so good” he groans.

“touch her clit again omi, it’ll make her feel good too” sakusa does as instructed and uses his thumb to rub at your clit. you buck your hips under his touch, kicking and squealing at the pleasure. “try calling her mean names, like a slut”

“dirty fucking slut” he says, as if he’d been holding back and atsumu just gave him permission. “gonna cum?”

he ruts his hips against yours, animalistic pace while searching for his high. you throw your head back, gasping for air when he presses your knees close to your body and folds you into a mating press. “yeah- oh! ‘m gonna cum... gonna make a m-mess” you moan. being starved off your orgasm for so long made you so sensitive and receptive to everything he did.

“m-mess?” sakusa repeats, he’s too focused on his own pleasure to know what you’re saying, barely able to process a few of your words.

“she’s gonna squirt” atsumu tells, still using his fist to get off on the lewd scene in front of him. “dumb little baby’s gonna make a mess all over his cock, ain’t that right sweetheart?”

“y-yes! yes, omi... wanna cum, please l-let me cum” you whine while sakusa changes the position again, putting one of your legs over his shoulder and holding the other one down, getting a much better angle, reaching deeper in your tight heat.

“do it, cum for me” he says, feeling your juices spray against his hips and soak the sheets. he swipes his fingers on your clit, watching as it prompted more slick to squirt out of your sensitive cunt.

“a-ah! fuck kiyoomi- kiyoomi!” you squeal, getting overstimulated from his harsh pace to your abused pussy, hitting your cervix with each thrust. the pain mixed with the stimulation left you panting and gasping for air, wishing he’d just finish.

“oh! i’m gonna cum, gonna cum!” he exclaims. “fuck, can i come inside?” he asks you.

“yeah! please omi, come i-inside, breed me!” you whine, suddenly feeling a spurt of creamy white on your cheek, presumably from atsumu, but you were too fucked out to find out. sakusa stills inside your cunt and shudders heavy breaths while he fills you up with the warmth of his seed.

“s-so much omi” you tell him, feeling as he keeps shooting cum into your womb, leaving a small bump in your tummy when he pulls out. he puts his hand on the bump, slowly pressing down and watching it spurt out of your gaping hole.

“so pretty” he says in awe, the sight of his cum dripping down your thighs and forming a pool beneath your ass, turns him on so much, just as much as seeing how atsumu flips your body towards him, legs hanging on the edge of the bed while he lines himself up with your cum filled hole.

he’s grateful the night has just started.

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dadbodosamu · 3 years

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only you || part iv

Stepdad Osamu x Fem!Reader, Miya Atsumu x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS: pseudo-incest, threesome, double penetration in one hole, daddy kink, wombfucking, TWO pierced dicks, clit slapping, breeding kink, choking (m receiving), slight femdom, snowballing, facial (f receiving), cockwarming, exhibitionism, voyeurism, male masturbation, nipple play, dry humping, dacryphilia

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“What the fuck is this?”

Osamu immediately shielded your body with his arms and hands as your mom stood in the doorway.

You stared up at her, frozen.

“M-mom,” you stuttered. She turned on her heel and stormed away.

You stumbled out of the bathtub, nearly falling over the edge as you wrapped a towel around your body.

“Mom! I can explain!” You exclaimed, following after her into the living room. She spun around, arms crossed and tears streaming down her face.

“Explain what? The fact that you’re sleeping with my husband or the fact that you’re both apparently falling in love?” She spat.

“I-It’s not like that,” you said. “Well, it is but, believe me, we didn’t want to hurt you.”

She let out a dry laugh. “Oh? Didn’t want to hurt me? Well, sleeping with my husband surely wouldn’t hurt. Of course not! How could I be so stupid to be hurt by this, this brutal betrayal of trust?!”

“M/n, you weren’t supposed to find out like this,” Osamu said, coming up behind you.

“You! You thought it was okay to sleep with my daughter?!” Your mom exclaimed, poking a finger against Osamu’s bare chest. “Your stepdaughter? You sick bastard!”

“It’s not like he raised me,” you said. “And anyway, you’re the one who married a man half your age!”

“Oh, you are not turning this around on me!” Your mom shouted. “You’re the slut that fucked her stepdad!”

“And you’re the whore that married a man six months after your husband of twenty years died!” You yelled. Osamu stepped between the two of you, pushing you both back.

“Both of ya calm down!” He exclaimed. He turned to your mom. “Ya, sit down on the couch. And ya-“ he turned to face you. “go get dressed.”

You huffed as you turned and walked down the hall to your room. You pulled on the first clothes you saw and went back to the living room.

“We both know it wasn’t working out anyway,” Osamu said, standing in front of your mom. “This was a marriage of convenience for both of us.”

“I would’ve been fine with anyone else, but you slept with my daughter, Osamu,” your mom said.

“For what it’s worth, I wish Osamu hadn’t been my stepdad,” you said, sitting on the opposite end of the couch.

“Is this your way of getting back at me for getting married so soon after your father died?” Your mom asked.

“No! I’d never use Osamu like that,” you said, glancing at Osamu. “I really like him. That’s it. I wish I didn’t, but I do. I’m sorry.”

Your mom sighed. “I have to leave for Tokyo. I only came back because I forgot my laptop. We’ll discuss this more when I get back. I can’t just sit here and pretend I’m okay with this.”

“Okay,” you said. You awkwardly stood up as your mom did. “I’m really sorry, Mom.”

“I know,” she said. She disappeared into the bedroom, grabbing her laptop.

“And we’ll discuss more when you get home,” Osamu said as your mom stood at the door.

She nodded. “You can move your things to the guest room.”

“Yeah,” Osamu said, nodding. “For what it’s worth, I’m sorry, too.”

“I’m sure you are,” your mom said. She turned and left quickly.

You stood behind Osamu, both watching as she pulled away.

Osamu turned and wrapped his arms around your waist.

“Well, she knows,” Osamu said, holding you closely.

“Wish she didn’t find out this way,” you mumbled, leaning your head against his chest.

“Hey,” he said, tilting your chin up so you were looking up at him. “It’s all going to work out, baby. Everything is going to be just fine.”

“Famous last words,” you said.

“What’s the worst that could happen?” Osamu asked. “She never talks to us again?”

You sighed. “She is my mom, Osamu. Even if we don’t always get along.”

“And you’re her daughter. She’ll forgive you,” Osamu said. “And if she doesn’t, I’ll be there for ya.”

“Thanks,” you said. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him down for a short kiss.

“Now, what do you want to do all day?” Osamu asked.

“Honestly?” You asked. “Cry in my bed.”

“We’re not doing that,” Osamu said. “Wanna watch a movie?”

“Can I pick?” You asked. Osamu nodded. “We’re watching the new Demon Slayer movie.”

You sniffled and rubbed your eyes as the movie ended.

“Are ya crying? I thought ya’ve seen this?” Osamu asked, glancing down at you.

“How are you not crying?” You asked, wiping your eyes. “It’s sad! Rengoku’s my favourite!”

“It’s just a movie,” Osamu said, yawning.

“Yeah, well, it’s a sad movie,” you said. “You’re just heartless.”

“We barely knew Rengoku!” Osamu exclaimed as the credits rolled.

“I knew him!” You exclaimed. “He deserved more!”

“Baby, you’ve seen this movie before. Ya knew what was going to happen,” Osamu said.

You sniffled, “I always hope it happens differently. I hate Akaza!”

“Ya literally just said he could get it,” Osamu said.

“That was before he killed Rengoku, my love!” You exclaimed.

Osamu kissed your temple. “Yer lucky yer cute.”

“Cute enough to make lunch for?” You asked.

Osamu sighed and stood up. “What do ya want?”

“Surprise me?” You asked, stretching out on the couch.

Osamu nodded and wandered into the kitchen. You followed after him, mindlessly, sitting at the bar, watching as he gathered ingredients.

“Do you want any help?” You asked as he chopped up some vegetables.

“Can you start a pot of water to boil?” He asked. You nodded.

Osamu seasoned the water and let it boil before adding in the vegetables and noodles.

“Hope ya like Korean food,” Osamu said, adding a spoonful of Korean chili powder.

“You’re in luck,” you said, wrapping your arms around his waist as he stirred the ramen. You rested your head against his back as he hummed.

“Baby, grab some bowls, please?” He asked. You nodded, tiredly, and grabbed two bowls. You sat them at the table before grabbing some spoons and chopsticks.

Osamu quickly filled the two bowls and placed the extra back on the oven before joining you at the table.

“Thanks,” you said, slurping up some of the spicy broth.

“So,” Osamu said as you ate. “Let me take ya out tonight.”

“Like, on a date?” You asked, perking up.

He nodded. “Like, a real date. I know we don’t really have a traditional relationship, but I want to take ya out. Really wine and dine ya.”

You smiled. “I’d like that.”

“Say, around 7?” Osamu suggested.

“Sounds like a plan,” you said, smiling as you took a sip of your drink. Osamu smiled to himself.

“I really want to do this properly from here on out,” Osamu said.

“So no more fucking until the third date?” You teased.

“That’s not what I’m saying,” Osamu said. “But, like, I want to properly date ya. Not just sneak around and fuck, even though I like that.”

“Ooo, sounds like someone has feelings for me,” you teased, playfully knocking your foot against his.

“I definitely have feelings for ya,” he said, knocking his foot against yours.

“Good, because I have feelings for you,” you said, smiling.

You finished lunch quickly, chatting about nothing in particular.

“They beat us our first game,” Osamu said. “Everyone was shocked because they were nobodies from Miyagi and we were set to win that year.”

“That’s the power of having Hinata Shoyo, Kageyama Tobio, and Tsukishima Kei on your team,” you said. “Still though, I can’t believe they beat you.”

“It happens,” Osamu said, shrugging. He stacked your bowls and took them to the sink. “And it’s not like our team was weak. We had Tsumu, Suna Rintaro, and Aran Ojiro. And I could’ve gone pro if I hadn’t opened Onigiri Miya. I just like food more than volleyball.”

“I’m glad you didn’t go pro, otherwise who would make my favourite food?” You said, padding after Osamu. You wrapped your arms around his waist as he cleaned the dishes.

“Someone’s clingy today,” he said. You pressed a kiss against his spine.

“Just realised we only have a few days left together,” you mumbled against his skin. “And the whole mom finding out situation is stressing me out.”

“Hey, I like you being clingy,” Osamu said, twisting around in your arms. He wrapped his arms around you. “I want to spend the rest of my days in your arms.”

“Cheesy,” you said, looking down and smiling. He tilted your chin up and kissed you softly.

“You like it,” he said, peppering your face with kisses. You giggled as he kissed your nose.

“I know it’s only been a few days, Osamu, but I—“

“I love ya, too,” Osamu said, kissing your lips slowly.

“Let me at least say it first,” you grumbled. “I love you.”

“I love ya,” he said, kissing you again. He smiled into the kiss. “I love ya, I love ya, I love ya. I don’t even care that yer mom found out. I’m just glad I don’t have to hide it. I could shout it from the rooftops, I love ya so much.”

“We’re crazy,” you said. “It’s been less than a week.”

“That’s how love works,” Osamu said. “It’s weird and crazy and sometimes ya fall in love in three days, so let me hear ya say it again.”

“I love you,” you said. Osamu grinned widely.

“I love ya,” Osamu said, leaning down to kiss you again. His hips pressed against yours as he kissed down your neck.

“Samu,” you moaned rolling your hips against his hardening cock. “Need you.”

“Let me hear it one more time,” he mumbled, lifting you on to the counter. You moved your arms around his neck and wrapped your legs around his waist

“Samu, I love you,” you breathed, letting your head fall back as he nibbled and sucked on your skin. “I love you and I need you, please.”

“I know, baby, I know,” he said, pulling back. He pulled your shorts and underwear down in one quick motion before he was back on you, wrapping your legs back around him. “I love ya, too, princess.”

You whined as you ground your pussy against his clothed erection. He pushed down his shorts, letting his cock free. You moaned as he slapped you clit with the purpling tip.

“Such a good girl,” Osamu praised, pressing the head of his cock into your wet heat. “Daddy loves ya so much.”

“Love you, daddy,” you moaned, trying in vain to move your hips forward. Osamu’s iron grip on your hips kept you firmly in place.

“Gonna make ya scream it, baby,” Osamu said, pressing forward an inch. You moaned at the stretch.

“Want more,” you said, tangling your fingers in the back of Osamu’s hair and pulling him into a kiss. “Fuck me, please, Samu. Want your cock in me, need it in me.”

“Need it? How bad, baby?” Osamu asked, pushing in another inch. You rested your forehead against his as your mouth opened in a silent moan.

“Gonna cry,” you said, “if you don’t fuck me. Need you to fuck me full of your cum. Need your cum in me, breed me, please.”

“Aw, my little girl’s gonna cry if daddy doesn’t breed her tight lil cunt?” Osamu said. Your eyes burned with tears of frustration as he slowly pushed his cock in another inch.

“Daddy, I love you,” you said, softly. “I love you so much, wanna be tied to you forever. Please, want you to breed me.”

“Fuck,” Osamu hissed. He rutted his hips forward, the head of his cock kissing your cervix as he buried his cock in you. “Love ya, too, princess.”

You moaned and tightened your legs around him as he thrusted into you. His heavy balls slapped against your ass and his cock pushed past your cervix more and more with each strong thrust.

“Still so tight,” Osamu grunted as your head fell against his shoulder. “Squeezin’ me just how I like it.”

You buried your face in his shoulder to muffle your loud moans.

“Nuh-uh, baby,” Osamu said, pulling your head back by your hair. “Let me hear ya.”

You moaned loudly as he kissed your neck. Osamu bit his lip as your walls clenched around his cock.

“Don’t cum yet,” he mumbled. “Wanna cum with you.”

You nodded your head, biting back a moan as Osamu’s piercing continuously dragged against your sweet spot.

“What did I say?” Osamu asked. “I wanna hear ya, baby.”

“Sorry,” you moaned. You yelped in shock as he landed a quick slap against your clit.

“There we go, let me hear you, princess,” Osamu said. You let out a low moan as he rubbed your clit, soothingly. You whined as he slapped it again.

“Gonna- gonna cum!” You gasped as he landed three rapid slaps against your clit. “Samu, please!”

“Gonna fill ya up, baby,” Osamu grunted, hips stuttering as his cock twitched inside you. “Just one second.”

You bit your lip as your walls fluttered around him.

“C-can’t hold on much longer!” You whined. “Daddy!”

“Fuck, let me hear it again,” Osamu said.

“I love you, Osamu,” you moaned.

“Fuck,” he grunted as he spilled his seed in you. Your head fell back against the cabinets as you gushed around him, milking his cock with your spasming walls. “I love ya, too, Y/n.” You breathed heavily as your head fell against his chest. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to his warm body.

“Don’t pull out yet,” you mumbled, wrapping your legs tighter around him. “Don’t wanna lose your cum.”

Osamu groaned as his cock twitched. “Don’t say that, makes me wanna fill ya up again.”

You pulled him closer to you by your ankles, forcing his softening cock deeper into you.

“Come on, let’s move to the couch,” Osamu said, lifting you up without pulling out. He sat down, keeping you in his lap. You rearranged yourself carefully, resting your head on his shoulder and wrapping your arms around Osamu’s chest.

You dozed happily, full and satiated until someone knocked on the door.

“Who is it?” Osamu called.

“It’s Atsumu,” Atsumu called. You whined as Osamu lifted you off of his cock, which was hard once again.

“No, daddy,” you pouted. “Wanna stay full.”

“Baby, Tsumu wants to come in,” Osamu said. You twisted around until you were sitting in his lap, back flush against his front, and pulled a blanket over you as you guided his cock back in you before too much of his cum could leak out.

“Yer a naughty girl,” Osamu said, smirking at you. “Yer lucky it’s Tsumu. Come on in!”

The front door opened and closed quickly and Atsumu appeared in the living room.

“What’s up?” Atsumu asked, sitting in the recliner next to the couch.

You shifted slightly. Osamu pinched your thigh.

“Just watched the Demon Slayer movie,” Osamu said. “Ate some lunch.”

“That’s all? Because M/n changed her facebook relationship status to ‘it’s complicated’,” Atsumu said, leaning forward to show you two his phone screen.

“What?” You asked, grabbing his phone. Osamu hissed quietly as your body jostled. “I can’t believe she would do that! You know what, actually I can.”

“She caught us this morning,” Osamu said. Atsumu cringed as he grabbed his phone back.

“I guess in a precarious situation,” Atsumu said.

“We were in the bath,” you said. “Basically confessing our love.”

Atsumu hissed. “Damn, that’s almost worse than being caught fuckin’.”

“We were still naked so it was plenty awkward,” you said. Osamu gripped your hips to keep you from moving.

“What did she say?” Atsumu asked, leaning back as he propped the recliner’s footrest up.

“She called me a sick bastard,” Osamu said.

“And she called me a slut,” you said. “Then she said we’d talk about it when she got back.”

“Damn, what did ya say when she called ya a slut?” Atsumu asked.

“I called her a whore,” you said, smiling proudly. Osamu shifted your weight, causing his cock to press against that spongy spot inside you. You covered your moan with a cough.

“Badass,” Atsumu said. “She definitely deserves it. After all, it’s not like she hasn’t cheated on Samu before.”

You sat up abruptly. “What?”

“Oh, yeah, plenty of times,” Atsumu said.

“That’s why she doesn’t get along with Atsumu,” Osamu said, pulling you back against him. “He called her out on it.”

“And I turned her down,” Atsumu said. “I mean, of course I’m the hotter twin, but I would never sleep with any of Samu’s girls without his permission.” Atsumu winked at you.

“Yeah, well you can keep waitin’,” Osamu said, holding you tighter. You bit your lip as his cock was forced into you deeper.

“Well, why not? Yer cockwarmin’ right in front of me,” Atsumu said. He sat up and leaned forward and snatched your blanket away.

You yelped and instinctively reached forward as Osamu covered you up with his hands.

“Tsumu!” You squealed, as he pulled the blanket out of your reach. He smirked at you.

“Come on, let me watch,” Atsumu said. Osamu rolled his eyes.

“Watch what? She’s just cockwarming,” Osamu said.

“Fuck her,” Atsumu said, leaning back. His cock was straining against his jogging shorts. “Come on, I saw ya squirmin’.”

Osamu slowly moved his hands to your hips. He leaned forward, whispering in your ear. “Ya want to, baby? Wanna give Uncle Tsumu a show?”

You nodded. “Want Uncle Tsumu to watch me, daddy.” You spread your legs, showing off your full cunt to Atsumu.

Atsumu groaned as he sat up and palmed his cock in his shorts.

“Good girl,” Atsumu groaned. “Rub yer clit for me, doll.”

“Yer not givin’ orders, Tsumu,” Osamu said. He reached down and spread your folds apart, revealing your swollen clit. You moaned as Osamu rubbed small circles around the nub.

“Just watchin’,” you moaned, rolling your hips.

“Fuck, just wanna get off,” Atsumu whined, thrusting his hips up against his hand.

“He’s such a fuckin’ sub,” Osamu said, kissing under your ear. “Just tryin’ to pretend he isn’t. Won’t do anything without yer permission.”

“Really?” You asked.

“Tell him what to do,” Osamu said.

“Stop touching yourself,” you said. Atsumu whined as he moved his hand away from his cock. You smiled as his hips kept rolling upward, searching for friction.

“Watch me,” you moaned as he shut his eyes. You bounced up and down on Osamu’s cock, moaning at the way his piercing dragged against your walls.

“Please, please, wanna touch myself,” Atsumu begged, squirming as he watched you. You smirked.

“You’re always so cocky,” you moaned. “Can’t believe I have you begging. Beg for me, Tsumu.”

“Fuck, please, please,” Atsumu begged. “Please, doll, wanna cum for ya.”

You hummed. “Pull your cock out, Tsumu.” Tsumu quickly pushed his shorts down, letting his cock out. It bobbed heavily between his legs. It was slightly longer than Osamu’s, with a slight curve to the right instead of the left like Osamu’s, just a smidge thinner, with an ampallang going horizontally through the dark pink head, opposite Osamu’s piercing. You moaned at the sight, immediately wondering how it would feel, stretching you out with Osamu’s.

The dark pink head was nearly purple and leaking precum steadily. Atsumu wrapped his large hand around the base, and pumped once, thumbing his slit and running his thumb over his piercing.

“Fuck,” he hissed, gathering precum on his thumb. Your mouth watered, wanting to lick it clean.

“Wanna taste,” you whined. “Tsumu, give me.”

Atsumu leaned forward, offering you his precum covered thumb. You wrapped your plush lips around his thumb and sucked. You hollowed your cheeks and swirled your tongue around, licking the salty precum away. You pulled off with a soft pop.

“Who said ya could taste him?” Osamu asked, jerking you back by your hair. You moaned.

“‘m sorry, daddy,” you said. Osamu slapped your clit, making you jump in his lap.

“Remember who makes the rules, baby,” Osamu said. You moaned as he pulled your hips down roughly, forcing the head of his cock past your cervix. You looked down at where your stomach poked out with the stretch of his cock. “Look how deep she takes me, Tsumu. Fuck, she’s takin’ me so well.”

Atsumu pumped his cock in time with Osamu’s thrusts, moaning and whining as his balls tightened.

“Want him to cum on me,” you moaned, watching Atsumu as he got closer and closer to cumming. “Please, daddy.”

“Where, baby?” Osamu asked. “Want him to cover yer cute tits? Maybe yer lil face? Huh? Tell daddy what ya want.”

“My face, daddy,” you said. Atsumu moaned and wrapped his fingers around the base of his cock, holding back his orgasm.

“Ya heard her, Tsumu,” Osamu said. “Cum on my baby’s face.”

“Fuck, okay,” Atsumu scrambled up, standing in front of you. “Fuck, gonna look so cute covered in my cum, doll.”

“Cum on my face, please, Uncle Tsumu,” you moaned. He jerked his cock quickly as it twitched.

“Open yer mouth,” he said. You opened your mouth, tongue eagerly hanging out. He moaned as his balls tightened and cum spurted out, covering your tongue and splattering on your cheeks and chin.

“Samu, please,” Atsumu begged.

“Just this once,” Osamu said.

“Don’t swallow,” Atsumu said, leaning down. He kissed you messily, scooping his cum out of your mouth before pushing it back in, making it run down your chin. When he pulled back, a strand of saliva connected you two. You moaned as Osamu bounced you on his cock.

“Gonna cum,” you moaned as Osamu pinched your clit.

“Yer clenchin’ ‘round me so tight, baby. Is it just for Tsumu?” Osamu asked. “If I knew ya liked him so much I woulda suggested this sooner.”

“Daddy,” you whined. “Wanna cum for you and Uncle Tsumu.”

“Go ‘head, baby,” Osamu said, swiping his fingers over your clit furiously. You let out a high pitched moan as you squirted around Osamu’s cock, wetting his shorts as well as Atsumu’s.

“Fuck, doll,” Atsumu breathed as Osamu continued to pound into you. He kneeled in front of you.

“She’s my messy, lil girl,” Osamu said, smirking. “Isn’t that right?” You nodded, leaning back against Osamu tiredly.

“Want you to fill me up again, daddy,” you moaned, softly.

“Fill ‘er up, Samu,” Atsumu said, pushing your legs out wider. “Wanna see her dripping with yer cum.”

You moaned, feeling Osamu’s cock twitch inside you.

“Samu, please,” you moaned, walls tightening around his cock. “I love you so much, wanna be full of you.”

“Fuck, baby, I love ya, too,” Osamu grunted as he painted your walls white. Atsumu’s cock twitched as Osamu pulled out. Cum slowly leaked out of you, coating your thighs.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Atsumu said. He glanced up at Osamu questioningly.

“Ask her,” Osamu said.

“Let me fill ya up,” Atsumu said, looking up at you.

“Just this once,” Osamu said.

“I don’t know,” you said. You looked up at Osamu, trying to gauge his emotions.

“What do ya want, baby?” Osamu asked. You looked at Atsumu.

“Are you okay with it?” You asked, looking up at Osamu. “Really? You said just yesterday you didn’t want to share me with him.”

“It’s whatever ya want,” Osamu said. “‘S’long as ya remember who ya belong to.”

“I want you both,” you said. “Wanna be really full.”

“Fuck, we haven’t done that in a while,” Atsumu said.

“Want us to ruin yer lil cunt?” Osamu asked. “Stretch ya around both of our cocks?”

“Please,” you whimpered as Osamu teased your folds with his hardening cock.

“Let’s take her to bed so she can be comfortable,” Atsumu said. Osamu nodded as lifted you easily.

Osamu led Atsumu to your bedroom, where he tossed you on the bed. The twins loomed over you, staring down at your half dressed form.

“Let’s get rid of this,” Osamu said, tugging your shirt off. You instinctively crossed your arms to cover your breasts.

“Oh, no, doll, no hiding from us,” Atsumu said. “Let us see those pretty tits, please.”

You breathed deeply and dropped your arms to the side, releasing your breasts.

Atsumu looked at Osamu, who nodded. Atsumu climbed over you, palming your breasts heavily and pinching your nipples.

“So pretty, doll,” Atsumu breathed. “Let me have a lil taste, please.”

You nodded as he leaned down. He placed a kitten lick to your right nipple before sucking it in his mouth. He mouthed at the pebbles nipple messily, spit running down his chin and down the mount of your breast. You moaned softly, and tangled your hands in his blond hair, pulling him closer.

“Tsumu,” you moaned. Osamu crossed his arms, watching carefully for any hint you weren’t enjoying yourself.

Once your right nipple was puffy and sore, Atsumu pulled back before switching to the left.

He rolled his tongue against your sensitive flesh, gently grazing his teeth along it. You moaned as he pulled away with a pop.

“Say my name again,” Atsumu said, spit running down his chin.

“Tsumu,” you moaned, tugging his hair.

He glanced back at Osamu, once again questioning his next move.

“Ask her,” Osamu said.

“Wanna kiss ya,” Atsumu said. You looked at Osamu, who nodded.

“Okay,” you mumbled. Atsumu leaned up and kissed you deeply, messily. He kissed wildly, with teeth clicking together and tongue licking into your mouth, like he just couldn’t get enough fast enough.

“Want it,” Atsumu whined against your lips.

“Tell me what you want,” you said, breathlessly as you pulled back.

“Want you on top of me,” Atsumu said. You nodded. He flipped you over and you straddled his hips.

“He wants ya to spit in his mouth,” Osamu said, coming up behind you. His lips brushed the lobe of your ear. “He just doesn’t know how to ask.”

You looked down at Atsumu, and ran your hands over his chest.

“Can you ask?” You asked. “I wanna hear it from you, Atsumu.”

He whined, bucking his hips up, grinding his clothed cock against your bare pussy.

“Please, please,” he begged. “Want ya to spit in my mouth.”

One of your hands circled his neck as you leaned down, while the other squeezed his cheeks, forcing his mouth open.

“Tongue out,” you said. Atsumu eagerly stuck his tongue out. You gathered saliva in your mouth and hovered over him. You let your spit fall out of your mouth. Adrenaline rushed in your veins at the sound of his moans under you. You could feel the vibrations under your hand on his throat. You squeezed lightly as he swallowed.

“Fuck,” you said as Atsumu moaned again. You squeezed a little harder.

“Wanna-wanna,” Atsumu stuttered. He grabbed your hand around his throat, holding you there. “Harder.”

You applied a bit more pressure and squirmed as Atsumu let out a choked moan. You ground your cunt against his shorts as you choked him.

“You like that?” You asked, letting out a moan as your clit dragged against the rough fabric of his shorts. Atsumu nodded. His face was flushed and his pupils blown as you ground against him.

“Fuck, gonna get off just from choking you,” you moaned.

“Please, please,” Atsumu breathed.

“Let up a lil,” Osamu whispered in your ear. “Then press down again.”

You loosened your hand, letting Atsumu suck in a quick breath before squeezing again.

You moaned in sync with Atsumu.

“Gonna cum,” you gasped as you practically rode Atsumu’s thighs. You gasped again as Atsumu rolled his hips up. “Fuck.”

You gushed around nothing, surely leaving a wet spot on Atsumu’s shorts.

Atsumu moaned as you released his throat.

“Now, aftercare,” Osamu whispered in your ear. “Comfort him.”

“Such a good boy for me,” you said. “Letting me use you to get off. You did such a good job.”

You leaned down and pressed a few soft kisses along his throat. “Looked so pretty under me.”

Atsumu whined as you peppered his face in kisses. You pecked his lips last and pulled back.

“Good boy,” Atsumu repeated. You nodded and ran your fingers through his hair.

“Yes you were,” you said, smiling down at him. “My good boy.”

“Yer good boy,” Atsumu echoed.

“Does my good boy wanna fill me up, now?” You asked, pushing his shirt up and over his head. “Stretch me out until I’m crying over your cock?”

“Please,” Atsumu breathed. “Wanna be in ya.”

You scrambled down Atsumu’s legs, tugging his shorts down. His cock bobbed heavily, leaking precum. You couldn’t help yourself, you placed a small lick along his slit, tasting the salty precum and moaning.

“Don’t,” Atsumu choked out. “Don’t wanna cum yet.”

You leaned up and crawled up his body, straddling his hips again.

“Just wanna make you feel good, Tsumu,” you said, grinding your wet cunt against his cock. He let out a broken moan. “Where do you want to cum?”

“In ya, in ya!” He exclaimed.

“Move up for me,” you said. “Lean against the headboard.”

Atsumu pushed himself up right, leaning against your headboard. You reached down and ran his cock through your folds, teasing your clit with the swollen head.

“Please, jus’ wanna be in ya,” Atsumu moaned. You sank down on his cock with a low moan. “Fuck, so tight.”

“Her pretty pussy’s always so tight,” Osamu said, crawling on the bed behind you. He kissed your shoulder softly. “Too bad we’re gonna ruin it.”

Osamu bent you over, pushing your chest flush against Atsumu’s.

“How’s this lil hole gonna fit us both, baby?” Osamu asked, placing a hand on the small of your back as he forced his forefinger in your already stretched out hole. Your jaw dropped in a silent moan and your head fell on Atsumu’s shoulder as Osamu stretched you out.

“Don’t worry, I’ll go slow,” Osamu said, slowly pumping his finger in and out of you. Thankfully, Osamu’s cum from earlier provided enough lubricant that his finger slid in easily.

“M-more,” you moaned after a few minutes. Osamu added another finger, slowly.

Atsumu held you tightly against his body, playing with your hair as a distraction so he wouldn’t cum just from being in your tight walls. You whimpered as Osamu added a third, thick finger.

“Does it hurt, princess?” Osamu asked, carefully scissoring his fingers. You nodded as tears pricked at your eyes.

“Hurts good,” you said.

“Yer almost ready, princess,” Osamu said, leaning down to kiss the base of your spine. “Just a lil more.”

“‘S’okay, doll,” Atsumu said, wiping a stray tear away. You nodded as Osamu added a fourth finger.

“Ya’ll be feelin’ good in a minute, baby,” Osamu said. You felt the head of his cock nudge your entrance. “Ready?”

You nodded and gripped Atsumu’s biceps tightly. Osamu slowly pushed in, stretching you out even more.

“Daddy,” you whimpered as Osamu and Atsumu moaned. Atsumu rubbed your back as Osamu gripped your hips. His thumbs moved in soothing circles on your skin as he bottomed out.

“Fuck,” Osamu hissed. “Squeezin’ me so tight, baby.”

“Full,” was all you could choke out.

“She’s so full, she can’t speak,” Atsumu said.

You could barely think. With each breath, your insides tightened. With each heartbeat, a piercing was pressing against that little spot inside you. You wanted so badly for someone to move, but at the same time, if anyone did, you’d break in half.

“Gonna pull out now,” Osamu said. You reached back and grabbed his forearm.

“No,” you said. “Wanna be full.”

You took a deep breath and glanced down. At the base of your stomach, you could almost trace where Atsumu’s cock was. You pushed down on the small bulge and moaned.

“Go ‘head,” you breathed, releasing Osamu’s arm. He slowly pulled out most of the way, leaving just the tip.

“Gonna ruin ya, princess,” Osamu whispered in your ear. You shivered and he rutted back into you.

“Samu!” You cried, falling against Atsumu’s chest.

“‘S’alright, doll?” Atsumu asked, moaning in your ear.

You nodded. Osamu grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled you against his chest, his free arm wrapped around your waist.

“She’s alright, Tsumu, look at ‘er, fucked out already,” Osamu said. You moaned loudly as his cock pushed in and out of you.

“Samu,” you moaned, arching your back against him. He reached down and pressed two fingers against your clit. Your body spasmed with the added stimulation.

“Gonna cum!” You cried, walls fluttering around their cocks. Atsumu bit his lip, trying to stave off his own orgasm.

“Already, baby? I thought you could handle us?” Osamu said, hips pounding against yours. You could already feel the bruises forming.

Tears rolled down your cheeks as your orgasm squirted out of you. Osamu’s hips continued their brutal pace.

“Such a messy girl,” Osamu cooed, pinching your nipple. He rolled it between his fingers and cooed when you cried out.

“S-Samu,” Atsumu stuttered. “Gonna cum if you don’t slow down.”

“Come on, fill her up,” Osamu grunted, slapping your clit. More tears ran down your face. “She wants to be full, Tsumu. Tell him, baby.”

“Wa-wanna be full!” You moaned, rolling your hips back to meet Osamu’s thrusts. “Cum in me, Tsumu!”

Atsumu moaned out your name as he came hard. His twitching cock spurted out more cum every time you tightened around him.

“Want you to cum,” you moaned as Osamu continued to pound into your abused cunt.

“Just a lil more,” he grunted. Atsumu moaned from the overstimulation. His cock twitched, trying, in vain, to stay hard.

You clenched around them, desperately trying to make Osamu cum. He pinched your clit.

“Cum again for us, baby,” Osamu said, rubbing your clit. “Make a mess.”

You cried out as he slapped your clit.

“Samu’s mean!” You cried as he alternated between slapping and rubbing your clit. Your walls fluttered and you gushed around them just as Osamu came.

“Good job, baby,” Osamu praised. He slowly pulled out of you, leaving you to fall in a heap on Atsumu. Both of you breathed heavily as Osamu collapsed next to you.

He tugged you away from Atsumu.

“No,” you whined as both of their cum leaked out of you.

“Come here, princess,” Osamu breathed, pulling you on top of him. You fell limp on his chest. “Ya okay?”

You nodded, tiredly.

“Share her, I want cuddles, too!” Atsumu exclaimed. You shifted to lay in between them. Atsumu immediately wrapped an arm around your waist and buried his face in your neck. Osamu wrapped an arm around your waist, below Atsumu’s arm and nuzzled the other side of your neck, pressing soft kisses against your skin.

You turned and curled into Osamu’s side as you fell asleep.

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xmyshya · 3 years

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Pvssy murdered on the Orgasm Express

summary: MSBY takes a night train to Tokyo for a match, but Atsumu has better ideas than sleeping. genre: crack, smut warnings: semi-public sex, unprotected sex, MINORS DNI betas: @vanille–kiss I love you birdie so much, you help me a lot and I'm forever grateful to you a/n: Fic is part of the HQHQ Server Collab with a prompt "Public sex/Chikan"! You can find the masterlist here wc: 1.6k

[Freeze frame] You open the door of your tiny room in a sleeping train compartment, only to be met with intense gazes of Bokuto and Hinata. Your hair is a mess, your clothes are disheveled, but the man stretching behind you looks flawless with his flowy blond hair and a lazy smirk. It’s painfully obvious what you’ve been doing.

[Record scratch] Yep, that’s me. You’re probably wondering how I got in this mess. Buckle up.

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It’s going to be a long ride. You can’t recall the last time you travelled by public transportation and neither do MSBY boys, yet here you all are, on the way from Osaka to Tokyo. There’s an important game tomorrow, and the team's bus had the audacity to break down yesterday. Luckily, management splurged a little on a sleeping train car for the team, which means getting at least some rest.

This is the longest section, 6-hour train ride after the last transfer in Yamashina Eki. It’s nearing midnight, so you instruct the men to split between the rooms and get some rest before another change. They oblige without objections, shuffling into their segments, and soon the compartment falls silent.

It’s way past your usual bedtime, and now that adrenaline rush is over, exhaustion washes over you. The bed looks really inviting, especially with your boyfriend, Miya Atsumu, in it. He’s waiting with his arms open, prompting you with his hands to join in. So you do, laying down with your back pressed against his chest, his warm embrace making you relax with a content sigh.

“G’night, ‘Tsumu.”

You mumble through your sleepy haze, but instead of an answer, you’re met with a gentle rocking of his hips behind you and grinding of a growing erection against your ass. His breath is hot on the nape of your neck.

“I said good night, ‘Tsumu.”

“Heard ya the first time.”

His ministrations don’t stop though; it’s the opposite, actually. His hand finds its way under your shirt, calloused fingers gliding along the skin of your stomach in small circles, while he leaves open-mouthed kisses on your shoulder. You’re trying hard not to give in, firstly, because you don’t want to give him satisfaction, and secondly, because you actually intended to get some rest.

But when Atsumu’s teeth graze the sensitive skin you can’t help but let out a quiet gasp, and you can feel his lips curl into a smirk. Of course he knows your body way too well. His palm moves up in a slow motion, until it reaches your breasts; he gives one of them a gentle squeeze and brushes his thumb against a hardened nipple.

The blond’s lips move up your neck, biting, sucking, and licking, leaving red and purple marks on its way. His fingers play with the bud, rolling it and circling at the same pace as the languid movement of his clothed cock against your butt. It drives you crazy, but it’s not enough.

You place one leg over his; his thigh is now pressed to your covered pussy and you shamelessly roll your hips in search of some friction.

“Are ya this turned on already, Princess?”

His voice is low, husky, and sends a heated shiver down your spine. God, you think, how can someone be so annoying and so hot at the same time? He pinches your nipple and you moan his name, in response his chuckle rumbles through his chest. He loves how sensitive you are, he loves how his touch makes you pliant and needy.

“‘Tsumu, touch me.”

“I am touchin’ ya.”

Of course he knows what you mean. But he would lie if he said it doesn’t turn him on when you’re asking for things. When you’re demanding things. Another pinch on your bud and you jerk your hips at his cock.

“Finger me. Now.”

His erection twitches in his pants, and he’s dying to rip them off and just bury himself balls deep inside of you, but first, he has to oblige. Atsumu gives your breast last squeeze before trailing down. He draws his knee up opening you for his touch, and slides a finger along your covered slit.

“God, you’re soaked.” He half whispered, half groaned.

“Atsumu…”

He pushes your panties to the side and slips one finger between your folds. He pumps it in and out of your cunt, thumb massaging your already swollen clit. One of your hands disappears under your top, and through the thin fabric he can see you playing with your tits. His cock twitches again, and he pushes another finger in.

Atsumu picks up his pace, curling his fingers to make sure to brush against that spongy spot on your wall, that makes you clench so tight. You can feel the heat blooming in your abdomen, your boyfriend’s digits sliding and scissoring against your fluttering walls, as his thumb draws circles on your nub.

You come with loud moans of his name, screaming “Atsumu, fuck me” over and over again. And it’s all he needs to let go of his inhibitions, rolling you on your stomach and hovering over you.

He pulls your panties off and spreads your legs, kneeling in between them. Finally, he frees his already leaking cock, and it slaps against his abdomen.

“Lift yer ass a little, Princess.”

Calloused fingers dig into your hips as he helps you get in the position. The angle is low and uncomfortable, but works well with the moving and rocking train. Atsumu leans on one hand to your side, aiming his cock with the other. He glides inside in one swift motion, stretching you so deliciously, tip kissing your cervix.

“Move, please!”

The man shifts to all fours, and pulls back almost entirely before slamming his hips into yours. He does it again, and again, retracting slowly, letting you feel each vein of his cock, to thrust back in with enough force to push you forward on the sheets.

Atsumu rolls his hips in a circular motion, reaching deep and the angle allows him to drag his head along the g-spot repeatedly. He knows the pace is too slow to push you off the edge, but you still squeeze him tight with every brush on your spongy spot.

“Fuck, ya feel s’good. You… yer doing so well.”

He hisses through clenched teeth, praise sending a wave of pleasure through your body.

“‘Tsumu, faster.”

Your pleas are always his weakness, how could he say no to his little Princess when you’re asking him like that? He’s quickening his pace gradually, pushing out a moan after a moan from your throat. God, you sound so, so good.

“Babe, ‘m close.”

He groans as he reaches his hand between your thighs, the sudden rub on your clit makes your walls spasm and cry out his name.

“Baby, cum for… cum for me.”

The way Atsumu moans out those words drives you insane, his brutal rutting and relentless circling on your bud makes your orgasm hit you like a train. Your cries fill the whole room, and with the way your cunt clenches frantically around his cock, he can’t hold back either. He fills you with his milky release, as he rides you both down from your highs.

“Do we have wet wipes?”

The faux blonde mumbles against your shoulder blade, receiving only a hum as an answer.

“That good, huh?” he mutters as he hears your simple response, reaching into your bag to collect them.

“‘Tsum, gotta go to the bathroom.”

He cleans you and himself with damp tissues, and then helps you put on some clothes so you could leave the room. Atsumu snickers at your troubles with standing up, and you slap his chest for looking too proud about it. After a moment you’re able to take a few steps towards the door, and the man manages to pull up his boxers a moment before you slide it open.

Terror and embarrassment creep up on your features when you’re suddenly face to face with both Bokuto and Hinata, the former slapping something into the hand of his teammate.

Bonus scene:

Bokuto wakes up from his bladder being painfully full. He won’t be able to hold it in for another minute, so he taps his foot in darkness in search of his shoes. Still half asleep, he slides them on and waddles through the whole way to the toilet. It’s on the other end of the car, right behind your and Tsum Tsum’s room.

At first he doesn’t register the sounds, but as he reaches your door, the voices become clear. Moans. You two are having sex. And good sex at that. If Bokuto opened the door, he’d see you with your face buried in the pillow and ass up, and Atsumu railing you from behind.

But he doesn’t open the door. His first instinct is to run back to his room and disrupt the slumber of his mate.

“Chibi-chan! Wake up!”

The other man mumbles and turns to the other side, but Bokuto doesn’t get discouraged.

“Hey! Shoyo! You gotta hear this!”

With this Hinata sits up and rubs his eyes, but his friend already pulls him out of bed and into the hall.

“Bokuto-san, where-”

“Shhhh!”

And then he hears it. Your voices calling each others’ names.

“Who do you think is on top?” The taller man asks.

“Atsumu-san for sure.”

“I bet…” Bokuto searches his pockets and pulls out some bills. “2000 yen that it’s Y/N. If she comes out with nice hair, she was on top.”

Just as Hinata cheerfully declares “deal!”, the door slides open and they’re standing face to face with you. With messy hair. Behind you Atsumu is stretching looking as flawless as ever. Bokuto quickly slaps the money in Hinata’s hand.

#haikyuu x reader #atsumu x reader #miya atsumu x reader #haikyuu smut #atsumu smut #miya atsumu smut #haikyuu x y/n #atsumu x y/n #miya atsumu x y/n #hqhq server collab #hq x reader #hq x y/n #hq smut #mysh.supernova.[hq]

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bokugaos · 4 years

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thrills.

pairing: msby x f!reader (hinata, atsumu, sakusa, bokuto, meian, barnes, adriah, inunaki)

length: 1.8k

tw — gangbang, slight bondage (beginning), exhibitionism/voyeurism, double penetration in two holes, belly bulge, creampie, facial, overstimulation

a/n: nothing else but porn ;; no plot. at all </33

you’re chained up, hands tied above your head. hinata enters your cage to prepare you—he’s on rotation today—and when he does, he gets a feel of your breasts, the plush flesh that molds nicely beneath his trembling hands.

his hands quickly retracts though, once he hears the door slam open behind him. atsumu walks in and makes his way straight to you, and sakusa is only a few steps behind, shooting the youngest member an impatient look.

the blonde starts kissing you, pulling at your lower lip, teeth clacking wetly as you are effectively woken up. your nipples rub on his chest as you mewl into his mouth. when atsumu manages to pull back, sakusa immediately leans forward to take your nipple into his mouth. your head falls forward, chest jerking at how his lips sink into the soft skin as he sucks.

he swiftly stops any attempt to restrain himself, pulling out his cock to fuck into his fist as he watches how you thrust out your hips to rut against atsumu’s fingers.

he doesn’t even realize when bokuto saunters in, twirling a key in his hand, a bright grin gleaming on his face.

soon enough, the chains fall with loud clangs on the floor but nobody seems to mind. the next moment, you’re filled to the brim, so fucking full, your hole is stretched wide, to the very limit but fuck it’s just the right side of painful, your aching body already leaving your drowsy mind behind, bucking and desperate for more, just a little more.

bokuto delivers, thick cock in your ass, swelling, catching on your sensitive rim with each slip outwards, and the push back in... hinata knows you must feel like you’re in fucking heaven with the way your face is locked in an obscene look.

atsumu grips at your hips. fingers pressing onto your skin, moans dropping low and eyes lustful behind hooded lids. he fucks into you, hips bucking up to a halt when he feels you squirming, you helplessly flailing around with nowhere to turn to.

hinata doesn’t waste any time and scramble to you, hands back where they were earlier, squeezing your tits and pulling on your nipples, sighing in satisfaction before you feel his hot mouth sucking on it.

you fall apart at all the feelings—compounded—the gaping of your pussy, the ache in your ass, the thick swollen feeling leaving you obscenely open and wet, fuck. and you cum, with atsumu balls deep inside you, your mouth disconnected from sakusa’s for a wide scream, bokuto’s cock relentlessly twitching inside your ass.

out of the corner of his eyes, you see meian approaching, voicing in disbelief, “already?”

you can’t really process the word, your body and mind feel about as tender as your holes. meian takes one look at the the big warm cocks sliding into you, slick dripping down the insides of your thighs; you really hope he’ll grant you a rest.

“was she even prepped?” he chuckles to others but it feels as if he’s rumbling it against your ear, never motioning for them to stop.

“she is now,” bokuto grunts his quick reply before biting down on your shoulders, cupping his other hand over your jaw and the side of your neck in a tender show of affection.

he does not seem to require any real answer anyway. he is humming low and happy as if they had given him a whole-hearted answer, and starts to move his hand on his cock in a slow twisting motion to the ruined gape of your hole.

you don’t notice when the rest came in. you don’t even notice when atsumu slips out of you. you wouldn’t be able to get a word in even if you had been able to speak. you can barely feel it when bokuto breathes a long, satisfied exhale, breath tickling your ear and the small hairs on your nape.

his hips are fucking marginally faster now, slapping against your backside. you are vaguely aware of the swell of meian’s cock, but it feels impossibly huge this time when you’re taking their cocks in all your holes. they really must be stretching you out.

meian suddenly grunts and rears his head up, shifting and moving until he is grabbing you by the hips and driving into you so hard that you can’t help but hiccup with every bone rattling thrust.

with bokuto’s hands pressing indents on your thighs and meian’s on your hips, you can’t struggle, their arms keep you tightly contained. meian is moving slowly, but there is no preparation needed; just his tapered, fever hot cock slip-sliding deeper and deeper as he keep nudging his way in until your belly is visibly bulging.

they leave you reeling as you are gasping for breath with every thrust inside your body that has your pussy burning, insides bearing down, squeezing against the intrusion.

your belly is hot as if meian’s thrusts are filling you with magma, hot and molten. it feels like bokuto’s cock is sliding in impossibly deep and rearranging all your insides, and you are helpless but to accept it.

hinata falls back on his knees, his fist fucking his cock in a pace faster than before, nearly losing everything from the sight of the bulge in your abdomen alone. that your intestines have conformed, if just for the moment.

bokuto comes with a loud grunt, as you feel hot ropes of his cum spurting inside your ass. your head has sunken back some time ago, a weak moan spilling from your throat. you can feel the mess sticky on your lower body. your own and atsumu’s cum practically pushed out of you by meian’s cock.

“such pretty hole,” you hear barnes’ voice as he leans in to nip at your earlobe playfully. he hovers at your rim before slowly easing the head of his dick in, inch by inch.

he is big, easily filling you up, especially with how your hole is already full from bokuto’s tireless endeavor. he has to slide in very slowly until he could feel his stomach pressing up against your ass. he can hear you choke when he hits a spot inside you.

it takes him a little while, but once he gets the hang of a suitable tempo, he begins to move faster, wanting more friction with every grunt and moan. your eyes are clenched shut, away from meian’s intense eyes that proves to fuel his drive as he pounds your pussy.

you’re whimpering as you feel the tension building inside his stomach, crawling through your body and squeezing your lungs as you start to feel your orgasm coming in a huge wave again. meian is moving faster and faster, filthy words leaving his lips to urge you to come again.

your holes feel so raw and sensitive from the abuse; it’s as if your body is on fire as you orgasm again. you can’t feel anything, not even barnes’ faltering behind you, hear his hitched and broken moans. soon enough, you feel warmth filling your insides, layering every inch of your holes. there’s so much cum slipping out of your holes, wetting the floor.

when you come to, your bleary eyes that are trying to refocus, catch the sight of hinata, stroking his own cock then, panting as he thrusts into his fist to reach that climax so he so desperately craves. adriah is on the side, and he bends down to wipe the drool from your face, tucking your hair out of your face.

hinata comes into your view again, takes his cock and strokes it himself. there are stars of wonder in your eyes as you watch the throbbing red of his cock, the head pulsing with need, before it shoots out strings of white across your pretty face.

inunaki immediately lurches forward, hands easily gliding all over your body with the mixture of sweat and cum. he’s careful not to dip his hands between your thighs first, seeing as your pussy is still humping around nothing in the air. he’ll take his time, seeing as it’s his turn next.

you look tired. disoriented, he supposes. but your lips form an 'o’ when you see sakusa settling next to your face, hand fiercely pumping his cock, brows furrowed in desperation, eyes intense at the sight of your cum-painted face. you try your best to open your mouth wider, sticking your tongue out to get as much of his as possible.

while adriah encourages you in his praises, sakusa groans at how beautiful you look as cum continues to pour out of his cock onto your face.

they won’t let you rest, though.

your tongue is lolling out, chest still heaving in your poor attempt to catch your breath, but you also cannot fight adriah as he nudges his way between your thighs. he ambles closer when he sees your fingers white knuckling against the ground, and he gently brushes his fingertips over the back of your hand as he starts to nudge at your chin until he has access to his throat.

he is as gentle as could be, huge body moving slow, slippery cock sliding against the insides of your thighs to leave cooling smears of pre-cum behind.

and in no time, adriah has got you flipped onto your belly and settles your body above his, his slick helping to guide his long girth into your twitching hole as he fucks up into you, your cheeks pressed against his chest. you’re laying there limp save for the sudden jerks and occasional twitches, your only active thoughts are merely the need and the overwhelming knowledge that there is a warm cock in your pussy that needs to be stuffed and filled.

still, you wince when you feel the another cock pushing against your aching ass yet again. your rim is already raw from fucking; inunaki thinks the cum bokuto and barnes left in there is enough and simply rams into you sloppily.

you want to scream, the pain moving through your body like a heat wave. your thighs are shaking. your insides are protesting. you’re not made to do this marathon fucking, but…

they all know you’re enjoying this; you’re easily addicted to these thrills after all.

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seijohsbabe · 4 years

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Hellloo Can I request where the MSBY boys (Saku, Atsu, Hina,Bo) trains their naive little manager? and now she's their fully fledge cum dumpster and their girl 🥴 like the others thought that she's still innocent by the way she act but the boys knew that you are slut in front of them tysm!!!!!!

a/n: Hell yes! I always wanted to write something about them c: Hope You will like it :)

Pairing: Black Jackals x Reader

Tw: dubcon, anal, overstimulation, cum overload, fivesome, double penetration

Wordcount: 2,6k

You wouldn't take your job as manager of the Black Jackals lightly. The guys could be really exhausting at times, but you still enjoyed watching them, cheering them on, helping them everywhere you could. Four of them seemed to be particularly interested in you, but you didn't think anything special about it, after all, they just want to be nice. Atsumu, who always liked to give you a little tweak in your butt, and was all in all very touchy. Bokuto, who hugged you tightly once a day, while his hand always wandered a little deeper. Hinata, who always picked you up after every game in bridal style and pressed you against him while he was cheering, the hand that held you, was tight on your butt what made you blushing mess. And of course Sakusa. He didn't really like human contact at all, but with you he was somehow different, he liked to talk to you, even sometimes hugging you after a win, but you couldn't see his dirty grin, when he felt your breasts pressing firmly against his chest.

They knew how naive you were and shamelessly took advantage of it to satisfy their craving for you.

But when Bokuto saw you on a free noon with a boy who was pretty close to you, of course he immediately told the others about it and they all agreed they had to make something clear to you.

Sakusa wrote to you late at night. You were a little confused about what Sakusa wanted from you so late.

"Hey y/n-chan, im sorry to bother you at this time but I've left my keys in the lockeroom. Could you maybe come and unlock the door for me?“

You immediately typed that you would be there in 10 minutes, wondering why he didn't just ask the captain. With quick steps you went to the door, where Sakusa was standing alone, and already had you in his sight. "I'm sorry that you had to come here that late.“ He said to you while you tried to unlock the door, but it was already open. With a questioning look, you looked back at Sakusa, who was now standing very close behind you, and pushed you into the lockeroom, and Kick the door shut with his foot.

The lights went on and right in front of you were Atsumu, Hinata and Bokuto, with a big grin. Now you were completely confused. The door was open all the time? And why are the three here? "G-guys? What's going on?", your voice let out your discomfort as you looked back and forth between the four. Atsumu was the first to speak. "Actually you should know why you're here manager-chan." Your question mark in your head got bigger and bigger, just like your eyebrow which got higher and higher. "Did I do something wrong? I'm sorry.“

Sakusa was the next to speak. "Oh yeah you did, but no problem we accept your apology, but we expect a little more than a simple apology." His arms crossed over each other on his chest while he leaned against the wall. "Sure uhm- I'll invite you to an ice cream?" You answered with a questioning undertone, still unsure what you did wrong. "I'm thinking of something better, right?“ Atsumu asked around and everyone nodded.

Now Bokuto came up to you with wide arms to pull you with him and to place you on his lap on a bench while he roamed his hands over your figure and pushed your sweater up, exposing your bra. His hands were warm on the skin, it was comfortable, but the whole thing happened so irrationally. You let it just happen, the hands that you felt on your skin were too pleasant. They were joined by two more on your legs that they spread and put everything that covered you off. It was Hinata's hands that pulled your thighs apart and ran over them once. A voice penetrated your ear. "Ya know, you were a bad manager, we thought you belonged to us. This all."

Bokuto made it clear while he grabbed your tits. "Suddenly I see you with such a stupid schoolboy who probably can't even protect you as we can." His hands were everywhere, one brushed the hair from your face, the other kneaded your chest, which made you wince slightly. As Hinata let his hands get closer and closer to your cunt you had to twitch briefly. "W-what? I don’t know what you mean“, you stuttered while their hands continued to slide over your flesh. The other two men watched with a satisfied smile, lazily touching their cocks trough their sweatpants. "Oh you know what i mean Angel" now he tilted your face and looked deep into your eyes before he pulled you into a lovely kiss. It felt as intimate as a warm summer night. Hinata had meanwhile arrived at your cunt and stretched your lips with two fingers apart to lick between it. It made you moan into the kiss. But Hinata didn’t stop, on the contrary, he became faster and more energetic. You broke away from the kiss to put your head on Bokuto's shoulder and claw your finger in Hinata’s orange hair.

"Mmhm, you like that don't you? Keep going Shoyo, she likes it!"

Bokuto exclaimed. The addressed man lifted his head once to look up and grin. "She tastes so good Bokuto-san!" Shortly afterwards he sank back between your thighs while Bokuto played with your nipples. Your moans could not be held back so you put your hand over your mouth to hide them, but your hand was quickly pulled away. "Let us hear you Princess." Bokuto mumbled. And while the two kept going you noticed how your climax was getting closer and closer, it only needed a little push. This push came when the man behind you now attacked your neck and sucked tight. Your body hunched up, your hands clenched in Hinata's hair.

Atsumu couldn't take his eyes off you during the whole process, caught in your noises and movements. Your breathing had quickened and your senses were slowly coming back. Hinata slowly got up to take off his shirt. Your gaze slid over him. His built wasn’t that bad. Your hands clenched behind you around the neck of Bokuto who now slowly sat you down on the floor.

"I think it's our turn isn't it?" Atsumu now came into it. You totally forgot about him and Sakusa. Bokuto pouted as he had just taken off his boxers and his hard cock bumped against his stomach. Your mouth watered. Now Sakusa was in front of you and blocked your view. What you didn't notice, he was already naked just like Atsumu. This time your gaze wandered down and back up to Sakusa‘s face. He smiled a little bit.

"Come on, be a good girl and get on my cock," said the black-haired now while he sat down on the floor. You nodded lightly and crawled over him. His hand led his penis to your entrance, and slowly rubbed it against your cunt, back and forth.

"Please fill me up Sakusa!" you moanded, too desperate to be filled up.

"You sure?" he answered with a raised brow. You nodded to him, and he sank into you in one motion which let your eyes cramp together and your hands drawn together on his chest. He let out a loud, almost bestial moan. You didn't notice that suddenly behind you was Atsumu until he put a hand on your back and pushed you down to Sakusa.

"I need a place too baby.“ He smiled at your questioning face. But when he slowely rubbed his dick an the same entrance you and Sakusa were connected, you shook your head immediately. "No there's no place for you Ats-"

but he already sank in you right beside Sakusa's cock. He had too groan because of the friction of Atsumu's cock. It burned really bad, it was just too much filled up right now. Just not that there were two in you at the same time, they weren't really that small, which didn't made the whole thing easier. Fortunately, Atsumu gave you a little time to get used to the new feeling until he built a slow pace, while Atsumu’s hand caressed your shoulder blades. "Fuck- so tight." Sakusa hissed while his hands were grabbing on to your hips.

"Oh baby, how long we dreamed about that, to make you out lil 'slut just for us. Well-fuck, we have to learn a lot but your doing great right now." the blonde setter behind you groaned while he picked up the pace and perfectly kissed your cervix every time. Your brain could not process the information, it was too absorbed to notice the two cocks in you. Also Sakusa tried to generate a few thrusts, and your body jolted on instant. Your face was suddenly turned to one side by pulling your hair to see Hinata looking down at you while his cock glistened with pre-cum right in front of your face. "Take it." he only commented while he buried his hand in your hair a little tighter. Your mouth opened to let him in, and he took advantage of it by picking up a quick pace right away. He used your mouth like you were just a doll. You had to spit, and cough while he was totally abusing your throat. Your hand was suddenly put around another penis, which declared itself to be Bokuto, who looked at you with a pout. He probably feels left out. So your hand picked up a pace as best it could and slid up and down his thick length.

Your tongue rolled the length of Hianata‘s cock back and forth over the tip, sometimes having to let out a moan, which made your mouth vibrate. Hinata's head was in his neck and his hand tightened in your hair. "So your pretty mouth can be used for more," groaned Hinata. Your last final lick made him groan, while he spilled is cum in your throat. You had to cough, a little bit spilled out of your mouth, while the other half went down your throat. His hand released your hair, and he sat down, to relax.

Atsumu's thrusts became more and more precise and hard, which brought you closer to your second orgasm. Your hand was still around Bokuto, who had to howl loudly as your hand was getting faster and faster. And when he turned your chin in his direction, his cum went in your face and upper body. It dripped all over your body and Bokuto looked at you with a satisfied grin. But now you felt your climax approaching, especially when Sakusa's hand suddenly came to your breasts.

Your eyes rolled back, your hands clenched in the bicep of Sakusa and with another sharp thrust came another wave of euphoria. Your walls tightened around the two as your strength slowly left your body. As you were about to fall forward, a hand held you around your neck. It was Atsumu who now held you up and pushed himself further into you. Sakusa who thrust into you again came all of a sudden, and fucked his whole load into you. "Fuuuuck- so tight." He hissed while he made sure to fuck all his load in you. Atsumu who felt everything, had to groan as well, while he looked down where you two are connected. Sakusa‘s cum dripped from you onto his cock. However, everything was getting too much for you, you howled softly, you were too sensitive at the moment after two orgasms. "Dont worry, I hurry up." Atsumu groaned, and in fact after the next thrust he came into you too. Both now pulled out, and the two loads of cum just dripped out of you. The sudden emptiness let you groan. Your body was gently passed on, but you didn't notice that, your senses were blown away.

Bokuto was suddenly in front of you and looked at you with a shimmering and excited face. You only now noticed that you were on his lap, his length lying tense against you. How could he have had so much stamina?

He picked you up by your waist to lower you on top of his member. Your hands automatically slid to his shoulders to give you a little strength. He had to groan, "Fuck you are still so tight even though you only had two cocks in you." He groaned while his hands cramped on your hips. "I want her too Bokuto-san" Hinata pouted behind you, his length in his hand. "Take her Ass." Bokuto only commented. Your thoughts said you should say something about it but nothing came out of your mouth. And then his tip was already on the tight muscle ring, and penetrated without any preparation. It made you howl. "Shhh, baby come on be a good girl, alright." Bokuto whispered softly in your ear while his hand ran soothingly over your back. But it got tighter as Hinata pushed further and further, until you noticed that he was completely inside. It was an uncomfortable but kinda satisfying feeling, even if you had already two orgasms behind you. Now Bokuto raised you again to get you on the two cocks up and down. At the beginning slower, but after he saw your face to make sure your okay he was going faster. When Hinata‘s hand clapped on your ass cheek you had to groan loudly, out of nowhere you were completely horny again.

"Your doing Great." Bokuto groaned, he sank in and out of you, while his tip kissed your point perfect. His balls slapped against your skin, and Hinata groaned behind you while he held your butt open to see where you two are connected. ,,She‘s so perfect, our little manager.“ he moaned, while he thrusted into you. You were a moaning mess, full of cum and no strength in you anymore. It was humiliating and you never imagined that, this would ever happen.

His pace became faster and more hectic, so that you couldn't hold out for long until you reached the climax for the third time and just let yourself go. It was liberating to finally untie the knot. Your walls cramped around the two, you kind of sucked them into you. Bokuto seemed to be getting too much and load his cum into your cunt. His hips stuttered, while his hands were still on your hips. you would very likely have red marks tomorrow. Now only Hinata was left who did not wait long and came on your ass and back. You felt dirty, used, you just wanted to wash yourself and lie in your bed, but what you didn't know, this was not the last round, because Atsumu came up to you again with a big grin. The night went on for a few more laps, they persuaded you to be hers, their own little cum garbage to discharge. Until you couldn't say anything, not even your own name. Now after a week, they had you perfectly under their control, their own little manager slut. They knew what you wanted to do every time you accidentally let something fall and tried to pick it up from the floor and your skirt slipped up higher than necessary, how you accidentally brushed them across their crouch when you walked past them. You became her own little slut, and whether you would ever get out of there remains to be doubted.

#tw.dubcon #haikyuu #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu scenarios #dark haikyuu #bokuto smut #sakusa smut #Atsumu smut #hinata smut #msby jackals smut #haikyuu dubcon #Atsumu x reader #sakusa x reader #hinata x reader #bokuto x reader #smut haikyuu

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spikesbimbo · 4 years

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Picnic Date

Pairing: Shugo Meian x Reader

Tags: Picnic date with a side of head, fluff, babymaking breeding kink, daddy kink, nipple sucking, oral sex, handjob, outdoor/public sex, mating press

Summary: Your titties look a little too good to be kept in that dress.

Word Count: 1.7k

a/n: i tried looking up his bio to get a better idea of his personality but there's nothing. I def think hes a gemini sun and/or mars

-And also i do not support zoos and aquariums, i just can't think of where else people would go on a date☠️

18+ Minors DNI

You laid on the blanket, your head in his lap a little buzzed from the champagne you drank earlier, giggling with that soft smile of yours, him stroking your hair out of your face watching the cute little kids run around.

Going out with your fiance was a regular occurance, you’ve pretty much been (fucked) everywhere in the city with him. He loved to express his feelings for you by taking you on spontaneous dates; whether it be the beach in the middle of the night, the club, aquarium, and any new food place that opened up, loving watching you eat.

“Aren't they cute?” He said referring to the toddler pushing his baby brother on the swing. You already knew where this was going, yes you've daydreamed about starting a family together, but having a 6' 5., 200lb man's babies was a nightmare for your body. But that was overshadowed but the sincere look he had on his face watching them play, not to mention you were ovulating right now making your baby fever rise.

“Yeah” you shyly mumble, hoping he doesn't notice the blood rushing to your face, spoiler he does.

You try to take your mind off of that, feeding him the sliced up watermelon, keeping all the strawberries to yourself. His lips lingering on your sticky fingers. You loved babying him, yes he was a grown, strong ass man, but the second he was in your arms he melted, finding comfort in you.

“Your shoulders are stiff baby” you said, noticing it after leaning on them for hours “You want a massage?” you asked, fluttering your eyelashes up at him, already knowing the answer taking matters into your own hands.

“Yeah doll, whatever you want.” he said, giving you the go. You work your hands over his shoulders down his back, your boobs pushing against him, making him grow in his pants. You were just trying to have a cute date, but the way your body looked in that sundress was killing him. The thin straps leading down to the v-neck exposing your cleavage. The loose cotton material hugging your hips perfectly, stopping below your knees. Fuck you were pretty.

The tree behind you covered you two just enough, the park was empty enough now as it was now dinner time and all the families went home.

He thinks for a second, it not being the first time you two have fucked in public, the last time being in the locker room. All worries leave him as he grabs your neck pulling you in for a kiss, falling in his lap. His lips were warm and soft, parting slightly, allowing your tongue to slip inside tasting the sweetness of the fruit.

He kisses down your neck, stopping at your collarbone and pulls your top to the side freeing your breast. “Meian” You moaned, the feeling of being exposed making you twitch.

His mouth wrapped around your nipple, sucking greedily, gripping his hair pushing him into you more. Your tits feeling sensitive and sore, him latching his mouth onto you. He was so grateful for you being in his life, letting him use you as he needed. Him showing his love by giving you your every want and need.

You looked around making sure no one was here, the embarrassment of Hinata walking in on you two while he was balls deep in you in the locker room making cringe at the thought, but who were you to deny your fiance as sweet as he was?

You reach down palming his crotch until he was hard. Your fingers sliding slowly down not wanting to leave, unzipping his pants bringing his boxers down, precum staining the fabric pulling it down enough to uncover his cock.

You wanted to be his good girl, he was always so good to you. He’d never tell you no, whether it was wanting him to get you something or wanting to ride him in the middle of the night, he never told you no.

“nghh daddy” you whined, him finally giving you a break from abusing your tits. He tightly wrapped his other hand around your waist leaving an imprint, dragging you closer to him.

“You're so good to me angel.” He whispered, making you shudder. His low voice stirring something inside of you.

“Really daddy?” You asked, hoping to get confirmation that you were doing a good job, grabbing his balls underneath you.

“Fuck baby” he said, thrusting his hips, you squeezing his balls a little harder. He looked at you with heavy eyes, pleading for you to touch his throbbing cock.

You took him in your hand, wrapping your fingers around his shaft the best you could, stroking him slowly looking up to meet his eyes to see if you were doing a good job.

He looks at you grabbing your thigh to stabilize himself and reattaching himself to you tits, you made him feel like he was in heaven, what's better than getting played with by a pretty girl with her tits in his mouth.

“Fuck princess im close. You gonna let me cum in that little mouth of yours?” you don't respond, just moving your head down to be face to face with his cock stroking your hand faster, opening your mouth for whenever he was ready.

“Fuck y/n” he groaned, his voice crackling at his release. His cock still so sensitive in your hands. His cum dripping down your lips, you not being able to swallow it all.

“Clean it up” He said, referring to the mess in his lap. You quickly moved your mouth to his length kissing the tip, some cum still on it as you worked your way down. His hand grips your hair as you wrap your lips around him.

A throaty groan escapes and he rolls eyes back. He thrusts into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat making you gag and your eyes water, but you don't get off, still keeping him in your mouth.

You move your head up and down moaning at the feeling, wanting to reach down and relieve yourself but knowing he wouldn't allow it. Your eyes water this time not because you're choking but because you're needy, wanting to be touched also.

Your eyes flicker up and see him staring at you with his eyes drowning you in lust. His dark locks stuck to his forehead. His cheeks red with want as his breath quickens.

“Baby, fuck. I'm close”

You bob your head faster, hoping to push him over the edge sooner, your jaw hurting with each motion. His hand is wrapped in your hair again and you can feel his voice get strained and deeper letting you know he was about to cum again.

He doesnt pull out when he spills, his cock sitting in the back of your throat. You swallow his cum for the second time today. Him finally taking it out, looking at your disheveled appearance, wondering how you were so beautiful while looking like a mess.

“Cmere baby” he said dragging you in for a kiss, lifting your dress up enough to feel your drenched panties, not giving a fuck if anyone saw with the sun still out.

You loved his cock so much, borderline worshipping it. It filled you in all the right places, stretching your little cunny out while hitting your g spot, him being the only one that could ever make you feel this way.

“Daddy” you moaned. “ I need it daddy. Please” You whined out as he laid you on your back, hand behind your head making sure you didn't hurt yourself.

He parted your legs sliding your panties off, your body beneath him, your soft tits slipping out of your dress, your soaked pussy on display for him. Fuck he was in love.

“Hold on angel” he said, adjusting himself with your entrance, staying in this position so he could see your pretty face.

“You're such a good girl.” he said, slowly sliding his cock in against your whimpers. “Pretty girl, taking a cock too big for you” he continued, you grabbing his arms, leaving indents from your nails.

“Look at you, i haven't even bottomed out yet and you've already made a mess” he teased, putting your legs on his shoulders, stroking your cheek.

“Uhhngh please” you cried trying to hold on as he finally settled into you and started thrusting

“Meian please” you said not knowing what you were begging for.

“Hmm” he froze, stopping his movement.

“s-sorry daddy” you realized correcting yourself. “sorry please... please”

“Guess I’ll just have to pull out then” he said slowly taking his cock out looking at your teary eyes all distraught

“No! Dont pull out. Daddy pleaseee, no, please please... nghhah” you cried out like the world was gonna end if he didnt fuck you.

“Hmm? You want me to cum in you? You want my babies?” he teased, getting off on the fact that he knew you got turned by the thought of having his kids. The embarrassment appearing on your face, highly aware of your needs, you turned your face away looking at the grass beside you.

“Hmm? u gonna be my good girl?” He said cupping your jaw to look at him.

“Yes daddy” you said reaching your arms out trying to grab him in for a kiss.

“Nope only good girls get to kiss daddy”

“Nooo daddy please!” You cried again, needing his touch.

“U gonna let me stuff you full?”

“Yea-ah” you said pulling your legs back exposing your sloppy cunt, needing him to be in you again.

“There’s my good girl” he praised leaning down into you, thrusting in you getting harder each time.

“D-daddy m’gonna make a mess” You cried coming closer to your orgasm. You feeling him batter your cervix and g spot at the same time making your tummy burn and seeing white.

“You are sweet girl? Go ahead. Do it.” He cooed, encouraging you to let go. You listened and quickly came, clenching around him making him follow soon after.

He brought you up against him, his still being in you whispering sweet praise while stroking your head. You feel so content in his arms, enough to fall asleep, but unfortunately you two had to walk home as the sun was setting.

“Love you meian” You said, snuggling in him yawning

“Love you too angel” he replied, kissing your forehead as you two watched the sun set in the distance, trying you best to stay awake. The both of you never being as happy as you were together.

#shugo meian x reader #shugo meian #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #meian smut #shugo meian smut #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu imagines #meian x reader #meian shugo x reader

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drakenology · 4 years

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boyfriend number 2

- hinata shoyo x fem!reader x miya osamu

minors dni.

warnings: 18+ content, smut, infidelity, exhibitionism (yall already know lol), degradation, dumbification/incoherence, cussing, raw sex, mentions of cum, raunchy hook up, poor unsuspecting boyfriend

Every day of the week you’re subjected to a routine. The same routine you’d been living since high school. With the same boy since high school.

Sure, Hinata was quite possibly the perfect boyfriend. He was sensitive and attentive, so sweet you almost felt sick. But in bed.. well he did his best. Always cumming a bit too quickly, nearly finishing you off or not even driving you close to an orgasm. You’d lost count of the amount of times you’ve faked it with him and with him being as sweet as he is Hinata didn’t suspect a thing. But you loved him, really you did. Hopefully, eventually, you could teach him how to please you.

But every so often, every now and again you found yourself with someone else. Sure it was wrong, but it was just different with him. With Osamu. Osamu was the hot volleyball player from out of town you had met one foggy night at the bar. It was supposed to be a one time thing, you swore to yourself.

But with the way he fucked you that night, you found yourself coming back for more everytime. You swore with every orgasm came a high you could never get with Shoyo. When you felt that ache of need, that dull feeling in your dissatisfied cunt when Shoyo went home for the night, you knew exactly who to call. And Osamu always answered, always so ready and willing to give you a filling the right way.

Not to mention he was insatiable, every spot left untouched and wavering would then be caressed, licked, sucked on, fucked. You’ll never forget the times he made you cum so hard, the cops were called from the concerning sound of your high pitched whines and sobs.

Eventually, his neighbors stopped calling when you came over, knowing that when you come over in your pajamas and an over night bag hanging over your shoulder as you happily knock on his door meant you’d be getting your insides flipped about 7 different ways in about a half hour.

Just like usual, Hinata flops next to you in bed. His chest heaves after another “wild” night with his pretty girlfriend who seemed to enjoy herself too. He peppered kisses along your shoulders and up to your ear and whispered a sweet I love you. You smile and close your eyes, sleeping in your boyfriends arms as he followed right behind you.

-bzzzt bzzzt-

Who could be texting you at this hour? You sit up groggily, squinting your eyes at the bright screen of your phone as you pick it up. It was Osamu.

“Be ready in 30, tell your boyfriend you’re goin out ;).” The text read, a familiar feeling in your chest starting to brew as you bit your lip. You slowly slip out of Hinata’s grasp and kiss his forehead, tip toeing around his room to find your clothes and all your belongings.

Just as promised, Osamu arrived in 30 minutes, honking his horn ignorantly as if it wasn’t about 12 o’clock in the fucking morning. You rushed downstairs about as quietly as you could and practically ran towards his car, jumping inside to escape the cold rain.

He drives back to his place with his hand on your inner thigh, his thumb caressing the flesh as his other hand turned the steering wheel. You knew running off with another guy behind your boyfriend’s back was wrong, but why did it feel so right every time you did it? Osamu had everything Hinata didn’t; passion with an attentive and doting nature.

Besides the bedroom, he made you feel like you were the sexiest thing walking. He was exciting and wild and unpredictable. Everything you didn’t know you needed until you started fucking him a month ago.

Even as you kiss Osamu’s lips pinned up against his apartment door, even as your clothes are casted aside all throughout modest space, you still think of Hinata and how much this would crush him if he ever found out. But when Osamu was inside you, shit, who the hell was Hinata? Osamu hoists you over his shoulder, walking into his bedroom with a firm smack on your ass before laying you down on the bed.

“Mm, I missed you, Osamu.” You purr, arching into his body as he kissed and sucked on your neck.

“Ditto.” He mumbled, pulling your panties off when you lift your ass to help him take them off. His hands make their way to your already dripping cunt, clit swollen from the denied orgasm you were forced to endure just moments before coming here.

“What is that motherfucker doing to you, huh?” He asks, apologetically rubbing tender circles on the puffy bud. You yelp, so sensitive your thighs start shaking a little. “Bet he doesn’t even know what this is, does he baby?” You mewl in response, the pleasure going straight to your brain.

Osamu smirks at you, rubbing his fingers along your slit to relish in your wetness, your aching pussy practically gushing for him to do anything to you.

“You get so wet for me, princess. You get this wet for your little boyfriend?” He questions, hooking his fingers inside you to prod at your softest spots. You attempt to answer, shaking your head and letting out a shaky “uh-uh” as he fucks you with his fingers. Osamu kissed you sloppily, moaning into your mouth as his fingers moved faster, the sound of your pussy sucking in his fingers causing his cock to make less room for him in his pants.

Your back arched off the bed, panting as his tongue lapped up your clit, his fingers hooking deliciously against your spongiest spots. His name was written on your lips, the only thing you can say before your stomach is in knots, pathetic moans leaving the pit of your chest as you feel yourself getting oh so close to cumming all over Osamu’s handsome face.

“I-I’m cumming, hnnnn fuck!” You scream, your slick dripping all over Osamu’s hand. He moans against you, pulling you closer as he suckled on your puffy clit. With a high pitched squeal, your coming undone, your thighs closing around his head as you pant heavily.

Osamu’s smirking against your skin before pulling away, wrapping his big hand around your throat and kissing you hotly. Your tongues swirl, moaning against each other as Osamu pulls out his heavy length.

Another thing Hinata lacks. Osamu’s cock always had you feeling so full, the perfect size to get you drooling. His girth alone was impressive, thick veins, the cherry on top. Don’t even get me started on those heavy balls, the ones that swing and slap at your already aching clit with every thrust of his hips. He ran his length along your dripping folds, tapping his perfect head against your clit as your hiss and writhe underneath him, desperate to feel full.

“Want it baby?” He asks, prodding himself at your desperate hole. You nod feverishly, rambling on about how badly you wanted to feel full, how much you wanted to feel him throbbing inside you. Of course your dirty mouth grants you your wish, Osamu’s cock stretching you with a slow motion.

“‘S so fuckin’ tight, baby. Gimme that pussy.” He moans, rutting his hips into yours, hands holding up your thighs to reach deep. You’re sobbing, tears falling onto the pillow beneath you as you let out breathy moans. Osamu’s mouth stop ghosting over yours to sit on his haunches, reaching over and grabbing something.

“Phone for you.” Osamu whispers, handing it to you, not halting his hips for no one. You grab it, darting your eyes at him as his dick kissed your cervix.

“H-Hello?” You croon, trying to sound like you’re half asleep.

“Y/N? Did you go home? Where’d you go?” You hear Hinata ask, unable to answer right away as your mouth hangs open at the searing hot pleasure Osamu’s cock brought you.

“I-I.. Yes. Sorry I didn’t wake you. I just- ah.. didn’t feel well.” You lie, biting your lip and rubbing soft circles on your sensitive clit as Osamu fucks your harder.

“Well, you coulda stayed over. I would have taken care of you.” Shoyo lectured, your mind not even fixated on what he’s saying to you.

You nod as if he could see you, looking up at Osamu with pleading eyes, his thumb replacing your fingers as he played with your clit.

“Go on, baby. Tell ‘em you’re about to cream all over my fuckin’ dick.” Osamu huffs, almost loud enough for Hinata to hear. You chew at your bottom lip, eyes rolling back as Osamu works you open with his cock, hearing Hinata say something hoping you feel better.

The pleasure was too much, your mouth drooling as your lips formed an o-shape. Osamu laughs, realizing you’re way too dumb to rush Hinata off the phone. So he does it for you, like the nice guy he is.

“She’ll call back later. She’s too busy taking my cock to talk right now.” He says before hanging up, turning off your ringer and returning to his work on your cervix.

You blink away tears, throat hurting from all the screaming and whimpering as you approach another mind blowing orgasm.

“Hnnn, fuck, Osamu yes. Your cock’s so fucking big. Need it to make me cum, fuck! Hah shit!” You mewl, wrapping your legs around his strong waist.

“Yeah? Ooo that little fucker has no idea what this feels like, huh princess? Give it to me baby. Fuckin give it to me.” Osamu urged, eager to feel your gummy walls clamp down around him and milk him for every ounce of his cum as he brutally slammed his hips down into you.

“You’re my little whore, yeah? Like it when another man fucks your greedy pussy? Such a dirty slut. Say you’re a dirty slut.”

“I’m a dirty slut, Ah! I-I’m your dirty slut, ‘Samu. Uhhnnn!” The last thing you say before clenching around Osamu’s size, his cock throbbing furiously before erupting in white hot globs of his cum.

It was all so filthy, so raunchy and so wrong. Guilt was the furthest thing from your conscience though, laying limp and half asleep as Osamu pulled out and went to grab a towel to clean up. How could something so erotic be wrong.

You’d call Hinata tomorrow, try and explain everything when the time was right. But for now, you’d just lay there in your stupor, high off the euphoric orgasms you’ve experienced just then.

Tomorrow you’d make it right, even though it probably never could be.

#haikyuu smut #haikyuu osamu #osamu smut #haikyuu hinata #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu #haikyuu hinata shoyo #haikyuu osamu miya #haikyuu osamu x reader

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risjime · 3 years

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Congratulations on reaching 300+ followers!!

I love your way of writing and immediately followed after reading on of your work

You inspire me <3

Also if it is alright can I request a 3 of spades with kenma kozume in his bedroom at 2am?

Another thing is your theme for your blog is outstanding!! I love the color palette you chose for it as well :)

2AM WITH KENMA IN HIS ROOM

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

with: kenma; f!reader

content: smut (18+), dacryphilia, soft dom kenma, oral (m receiving), praise

wc: 0.5k

a/n: you’re so sweet ahhh thank you love <3 is this a bit of a cliche scenario with kenma? mAybe but i wanted to write it + it fit the prompt,, i hope you enjoy!!

a cocky smirk rests on your boyfriend’s face as he glances down at you, your eyes wide and teary, and your mouth full of his cock. your head moves rhythmically, in a steady motion along his thick muscle, kenma remaining focused on his game despite his constant peaks at your figure. you just looked so pretty to him, sitting underneath his desk like that. like you could barely fit him in your mouth, but you desperately needed to. soft trails of tears painted lines on your cheeks because it was too much for you. still, you continued.

you pull back, but before you can reach his tip, his fingers wrap along the nape of your neck, pulling you closer towards him. he lets out a quiet tsk, what would otherwise be a warning if you hadn’t see his eyes gleaming with mischief. you hear hinata’s muffled voice through his headphones, "you okay, kenma?"

he hums, "just gotta move faster." a subtle way of dropping a hint for you. despite already being too much to handle, you do speed up, because you know he would get back at you later otherwise.

you hear the clicks of his keyboard get louder as he comes close, along with quiet grunts disguised as investment toward the game. just as the warm liquid falls on your lips, kenma announces he’s going to head off, setting his headphones on the desk. before you can stand up, he rolls his chair back, his eyes looking down at you as he pats his lap. you sit on top of him, your legs on either side of his, and your arms wrapping around his neck as you look at him shyly, "did i do okay?"

"you did great, angel," he runs a hand along your back, "let me make you feel good now." you nod eagerly, your boyfriend leaning in to suck sweetly at your neck. he smirks as he kisses along your collarbone, his finger running along your folds, feeling your wetness grow from the contact. his hands move to your waist to guide you onto him, pushing you slowly along his length. he sees your face scrunch slightly from the stretch, his voice gently chanting "i got you, i’m here." you sit on him for a little while, adjusting yourself to his thickness, his hands never leaving your body.

you start moving your hips, kenma’s hands fitting into the curve of your ass to aid your motion. his lips press against your breasts, sucking dark spots onto the plush skin, your soft mewls only encouraging him more. "feels s’good kenma," you sighed, "n-need more." he pulls back, his grin visible for only a few seconds before he starts pounding up into you, your head falling back in response. he wipes away a tear rolling down your cheek, whispering notes of encouragement in between your moans. he leans into your neck, pressing kisses as you ride out your high, "so good for me, baby, so good."

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sakurology · 4 years

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Brainrot Kinktober 10/25

crybaby

Dacryphilia: Sakusa Kiyoomi x Fem!Reader

Warnings: crying, kinda unhealthy-ish conflict resolution?, Sakusa is mean, Sakusa is a Pisces(we’re like that I apologize on the behalf of us all), light degradation, oral sex (m. receiving), unprotected sex, a lil namecalling too, orgasm denial, overall kinda unhealthy established relationship if you squint

Word Count: 1.1k

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Day 3 of not talking. When Sakusa was mean, he was mean. Your boyfriend was definitely a master at holding a grudge. You couldn’t even remember what you were fighting about, but it was day 3 of the silent treatment, and Sakusa didn’t come home last night. You stayed up worried sick until you had gotten a text from Hinata that he was crashing with him for the night, and that was how you knew you were in for it- Sakusa would NEVER stay at anyone’s house overnight, let alone Hinata.

When you heard the faint beep of your keypad lock, your eyes darted to the door, only for Sakusa to enter, remove his shoes, drop his duffle bag to the floor and head up to your bedroom- not a word or acknowledgment of your presence made. It was tearing you apart, and you couldn’t take it anymore. You hurried after him, the thud in your chest rising as the handle of the faucet behind your eyes started to twist.

“WHY WON’T YOU TALK TO ME?!?” You shouted tearfully.

Even with his eyes affixed to yours, Sakusa was a stone. More tears welled in your eyes until finally the first few started to fall.

“I don’t even know what I did, how am I supposed to fix anything if you won’t tell me what I did,” you choked out.

“There you go again, being a fucking crybaby,” Sakusa spat. You had caught him in the middle of changing into clean clothes, his shirt was discarded with the dirty laundry as he started to take off his sweats. He crossed the room to you, still crying about whatever it was that had caused the rift between you two this time.

Taking your hands, Sakusa kissed one of your palms before bringing it down to his boxers, where you could feel his cock. It was rock hard against the fabric, begging to be released.

“If you want to fix it so bad, get on your knees,” he commanded.

“Wh- Kiy- I-,” you sniffled. “What do you-“

“You heard me, Princess,” he snarled.

“If you want to fix it so bad, get on your knees.”

It always happens this way. There was just something about the way you looked when you cried that just... flipped a switch in Sakusa. Instinctively, you lowered yourself to the ground, thumb hooking itself into the waistband of his underwear and pulling them down with a fluid motion. As his cock sprang up to hit his abdomen, you slowly and cautiously ran a finger over the prominent vein on the underside before positioning your mouth over the tip and taking him into your mouth.

“That’s it,” he purred in approval. “Come on, keep sucking.”

You looked up at him with your wet eyes and tear stained cheeks, and Sakusa let out a guttural moan. One hand began to follow the motions of your mouth, twisting and pumping at his length as you went down on him. His hands found your head, pushing you down further as he began to fuck your face, causing you to gag a little, more tears streaming down your face.

“You’re such a fucking crybaby,” Sakusa hissed. “Mmmph- all you do is- ah- cry.”

He pulled you off of him, eyes locked on yours. Your face was stained with smudged eyeliner and mascara, spit dripping from the corners of your mouth.

“You’re a mess,” your boyfriend remarked, picking you up and propping you up on the mattress, ass high in the air. Pulling your shorts and panties to your knees, he lined his cock at your entrance, rubbing the tip into the slick that had pooled between your legs. Sakusa struck your ass harshly as he sunk himself into your pussy, swallowing him snugly.

“Omi please,” you pleaded at the feeling of his cock stretching your walls.

“Please what?” He asked.

“Please fuck me, pleasepleaseplease” you chant, nearly begging for some type of motion, any friction against the dull ache growing in your abdomen.

He rolled his hips once, a wanton moan escaping your lips as he did. Then another, each thrust painstakingly slow as to punish you.

“Kiyoomi, please,” you pleaded, starting to move your own hips and fuck yourself on his cock. He spanked you once again, stopping your motions with a displeased whine.

“I’m not going to fuck you until you apologize,” he grunted. “Apologize for being a messy fucking crybaby.”

You whimpered in response to his words. They stung, but the lack of movement stung even more. You just wanted to feel full with Sakusa’s cock. It was all you could think about.

“I’m waiting,” Sakusa said flatly. He could do this all day. But you wanted your punishment over with.

“I’m sorry, Omi,” you sobbed. “I’m sorry for being a messy crybaby.”

Pleased, he started to rapidly drill into your cunt.

“Good girl,” he groaned, thumbs digging into the dimples of your back as he held onto your waist. You didn’t stop crying though- instead you found your sniffles entangled kitten-like mewls as Sakusa pulled you up by your hair. Your back was flush against his chest as he continued pounding you, letting out a low growl into your ear.

“You know you shouldn’t cry unless I’m tearing your pretty little cunt apart, god, you’re so fucking pretty like this.”

Loud yelps and curses flew from both your mouths as he fucked you into the mattress- your cries of sadness having been replaced by cries of pleasure and garbled moans from the back of your throat at the feeling of one of Sakusa’s hands massaging your clit. A blistering heat spread from your core to everywhere else in your body at the contact he made with your sensitive nerves.

“Look at my pretty little flower all ready to bloom for me,” he remarked, feeling your walls start to spasm and clench on his length. These were the first loving words you had heard from him in days. You heart- and your hole- fluttered in response.

“Fuck- Kiyoomi, I-“ the white hot pleasure that had been blistering through your body had suddenly fizzled out almost immediately, a sudden loss of contact ruining the high you were chasing.

Sakusa pulled out of you, leaving you there on the bed.

“I’m gonna go shower,” he began, kissing your face and murmuring a muffled “love you” against your temple.

“You should... probably wash your face... the salt is gonna dry out your skin.”

He set you up. That asshole. He was going to hold onto this as long as he possibly could.

You were confused at first, angry a little, frustrated that your orgasm was ruined- but you remembered your punishment.

“This isn’t fair,” you whined, sitting up as you watched him head for the bathroom.

“What are you gonna do? Cry about it?” Sakusa teased, closing the bathroom door behind him.

Seeing the position you were in, you could make no demands. Following him into the shower, you could only hope that even though the silent treatment was over, your day of ‘working things out’ with Sakusa was just beginning.

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rosesandtoshi · 4 years

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Confident ✯ Bokuto Kōtarō

✯ Pairing: Bokuto Koutarou x F!Reader

✯ Summary:

✯ Warnings: smut, alcohol and weed, oral (male and female receiving), anal play, creampie, unprotected sex, characters are aged up, reader on birthcontrol. And whatever else I didn’t mention.

✯ Word Count: 2235

✯ A/N: I am a simp for this man. He can have all of me. Also, Happy New Year’s Eve and/or New Year. Feeling really down, so had to write some Bokuto smut. Enjoy.

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“I’m so glad you could make it!” Bokuto yelled at his childhood friend. He engulfed her in a tight hug, almost crushing her frame.

“You’re crushing me Kou.” She managed to squeak out.

“Ahh, I’m sorry, princess! Just haven’t seen you in so long!” She felt her cheeks heat up at her childhood nickname.

“Well you’re famous now. You don’t have time for silly old me.” She waved at him.

“Don’t say that! You know I love you and will always make time for my best friend!” She rolled her eyes and patted his chest.

“It’s okay. You know I understand.” She smiled at him and walked away. Bokuto decided to have a end of the year Christmas party for his team and close friends. She made her way to the drink table and started up a conversation with Hinata. She could see Bokuto watching them out of the corner of her eye. She didn’t pay attention to him, instead focusing on the conversation with Hinata. All night, she seemed to be watch by Bokuto as she talked with more of his teammates.

Soon the party was in full swing as the music played in the background as everyone became mellow and calm. The blunt being passed around finally made it back to her.

“I’m okay.” She said, waving her hand.

“One more hit!” Bokuto shouted, giving her puppy dog eyes.

“Kou. Ugh, fine.” She took the blunt and put it between her lips. Smoke filled her lungs as the music continued playing. Soon enough, she started feeling good. The mix of alcohol and weed made her feel happy. She watched as Bokuto and Akaashi talked and laughed at something. She couldn’t help but ogle at Bokuto. He looks really good with his tight long sleeve and jeans. She wanted to make him jealous so the rest of the night she flirted and talked with Atsumu. She was a bit shy around Bokuto, harboring this huge crush on him since they were children. He always seemed focused on volleyball and she never thought he’d feel the same.

The party slowly came to an end and people started leaving. Atsumu stood by the door as they were getting ready to leave. She saw Bokuto watching them as her planned worked.

“You just going to let him take your girl away like that?” Akaashi asked Bokuto.

“No.” He grumbled back, walking his way over to the pair. Akaashi knew both of his friends feelings. Both of them to blind to see it themselves.

“Princess, come here. I need to give you your gift.” Bokuto said, interrupting their conversation. Atsumu got the hint from the look on Bokuto’s face that said ‘back off’. He told the pair goodbye as he left.

“Kou!” She yelled at him. “Let’s go!”

He led her upstairs to his bedroom. He went to the closet and handed her a jersey.

“Here. Merry Christmas. I know you come to my games all the time and thought you could a jersey of your own.” She admired the jersey. Bokuto’s number on the front as well as the back with his name on it. Her confidence from earlier seemed to kick in a she took her shirt off. “Woah! I can leave.”

“No! I want you try it on!” She said, her shirt on the ground as she pulled the jersey over her head. She noticed it was really big on her. “Kou, is this one of your jerseys?” Bokuto’s cheeks started to heat up.

“Yeah! I wanted you to have one of mine.” Bokuto couldn’t help but stare at her with his oversized jersey on her. He had hoped Akaashi let himself out so there would be no interruptions.

“I love it so much!” She jumped into him, her arms clinging around his neck as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

“Damn princess. Don’t need to be so excited.” Bokuto said, his hands moving to grab her thighs. He wouldn’t deny that his pants were getting a little tighter the longer he held her. She pulled her head back to look at his golden eyes. If she was sober, she wouldn’t have done this, but her lips pressed against his softly. She pulled back just as quickly as she kissed him.

“I’m so sorry Kou! I don’t know what came over me. Must be the alcohol and weed.” She said, her cheeks red. Bokuto smiled and moved one hand to grip her neck.

“I didn’t say it was a bad thing.” Bokuto said, his eyes darkening a bit. She licked her lips and then looked down at his again. She moved to kiss him again. This time with a bit more force. He kissed her back with back with just as much force. He licked her bottom lip and she opened her mouth allowing him to explore. His hand moved to grip a fist full of her hair. A moan came from her throat as he continued to dominate their kiss.

“Kou, I want you. Please. I want you so bad.” She pulled away from him and kissed down his jaw line to his neck. She heard him groan as she started to suck on his neck, leaving a big purple bruise.

“I’m all yours baby.” Bokuto said, moving her toward the bed and laying her down. He stripped his shirt off and she sat up, staring at him. Sure, she’d seen him plenty of times shirtless, but this was different.

“Like what you see princess?” Bokuto teased, flexing his muscles. She crawled towards him and pulled his hips towards.

“I’ve been waiting a long time for this.” She said, as she grabbed his belt and unbuckled it. Once she got his jeans and underwear down, his hard cock sprung free, hitting his abs. She licked her lips again and her hands reached out to grab him. He moaned at the feeling of her soft hand on his cock. She began moving her hands up and down his shaft. She admired his face as he closed his eyes and put his head back. She moved her mouth to his tip and licked his head. She took as much as she could in her mouth, using her hands for the rest of his length. Her tongue hit the thick vein running along his shaft. His moans grew louder and a hand moved to grip her hair tightly.

“Just like that baby. Keep sucking this cock.” He started to increase his pace as he face fucked her. His tip hit the back of her throat and he could feel the moan coming from her. He saw the tears forming in the corner of her eyes. He pulled away from her, a pop sound leaving her mouth. Drool and precum ran down her chin as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

“God you take my dick so good baby. Now lay down and let daddy make you feel good.” She laid on her back as Bokuto moved to her hips and started to pull her jeans down. He noticed the black and grey thong she had on. He spread her legs and looked at the thin material coving her pussy. His hands sent shivers down her spine as he pulled the thong down her legs and threw them to the side. He stared at her pussy, mimicking her motions by licking his lips. “I’ve waited so long to get in between these legs. You’re all mine baby.”

He moved his hands up to her middle and opened up her lips, noticing the way her hole was clenching around nothing.

“Please Kou. No more teasing me.” She begged.

“Beg for me.” Bokuto demanded.

“Please. Daddy please. I want you to eat my pussy. Please.” She cried out.

“Good girl.” He finally moved his head down and his tongue laid flat against her as he licked a long strip slowly from the bottom to her clit. A moan escaped her lips as he continued to lick strips on her. He attached his lips to her clit and started sucking. His tongue swirled around her as a hand moved down to his hair. She gripped it tightly as her hips bucked up. His right hand slapped her thigh, earning a yelp from her. “Stay still.”

She nodded furiously at him and laid still as Bokuto continued his pleasuring. His right hand moved to her entrance and he slide a finger in. Her moans filled his ears as everything around him disappeared. His only thoughts were her and making her feel amazing. His childhood love was finally his. He felt her tightening around him as he added another finger, scissoring her. He watched as her arousal dripped down to her ass. His pinky made his way down to her other hole and he gathered her slick around her hole before pushing a finger in her ass. Her moans grew louder as his fingers worked both of her holes.

“Yeah. Just like that. Oh fuck!” She cried out as his pointer finger hit the spongy spot inside of her. His tongue continued his assault on her clit as his fingers moved in and out of her. She felt the knot in her stomach starting to grow. “Kou, I’m going to cum. Please. Oh god!”

His fingers picked up the pace as he felt her tighten around them. “Cum for daddy.” Her breath got caught in her throat as her orgasm came crashing down on her.

“Koutarou!” She screamed out his full name. His cock twitch at her using his whole name. She rode out her orgasm and whined at the loss of Bokuto’s fingers.

“Don’t worry. I’m not done princess. I’m going to stuff you so full of this cock, you’ll never need anyone else.” Bokuto said, coming back up and kissing her. She could feel her slick all on his chin. He pushed the jersey up as well as her bra, her breasts freeing. She moved to take the jersey off when he grabbed her hands. “Leave it on. I’ve always dreamed of fucking you in my jersey.” She looked at him through hazy eyes as she pulled him back down to kiss her. One of his hands moved up to knead her breast. He played with her hard nippled between his fingers. His lips traveled down her jaw to her neck as he sucked and bit her neck; her moans filling her ears again. He moved down to her breasts, his mouth latching on to one. His leg moved between hers as he spread her open. He rubbed his cock up and down her folds before slowly pushing inside of her. A gasp left her lips, but was replaced by a loud moan. She’s never been with anyone this big. She knew she was going to her destroyed tonight. He wasn’t even fully in and the stretched burned. Bokuto left her breasts and came up to her lips. “You’re taking me so good princess. Can you handle the rest?” Bokuto moved his hand up to wipe away a couple of tears that fell from her eyes. She nodded at him and he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer. He felt her teeth sink into his shoulder and he continued to push in. Once he bottomed out, a loud cry came from her as one hand gripped his back, the other gripping his bicep. He saw her eyes roll to the back of her head and she moved her hips up, giving him the okay. He pulled his hips back and snapped back into her. She cried out as he continued his brutal pace. Her nails dug into his back as she felt her orgasm building again. The angle of his hips continued to hit her g-spot over and over again.

“You’re so tight baby. You’re taking my cock so well. Do you like me splitting you open?” She could only moan at his words. Her vision started to go blurry as her high continued to build. “Come on. I know you can talk. Let me hear those pretty words.”

She babbled out something in the lines of ‘so good’ and ‘so full’. One hand moved down and started rubbing circles on her clit.

“Cum for me. Cum all over daddy’s cock.” He felt her start to tighten more and then she snapped.

“Fuck! Koutarou yes!!” Her screams filled the room as he started pumping faster. He felt his orgasm nearing as her walls milked his cock.

“God I love you princess.” He moaned out as he came in her. He filled her up with a couple more small thrusts before slowly pulling out. She moaned at the loss of him as he got out of the bed and went to the bathroom. He came back with a warm wash cloth and wiped up the mess. He threw it to the side and got back into the bed, pulling her to him and then pulling the blankets on them.

“Did you mean it?” She asked him.

“Mean what?” He gave her a puzzled look.

“That you love me?”

“I’ve loved you since we were children. You’ve always been by my side through everything. And I don’t want anyone else to have you.”

“I’m all yours Kou. I love you too.” She nuzzled into his neck and slowly started to fall asleep.

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percybeloved · 3 years

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“So Good, puppy” Hajime Hinata x Male Reader

Note: Pretty happy with this one tbh. Unedited because editing is a bitch. Might edit it in the future though.

Word Count: 1813

Contains: NSFW content, lingerie, the petname “puppy”, rimming, riding, fingerfucking, handjob, photo shoot turned sex session, breeding kink, belly bulging

It was a nice day. Wasn't too cold, wasn't too warm. M/N L/N, the Ultimate Cupid, had woke up late and quickly got dressed. He had sometime to spare before he grabbed some dinner so he shook his head, trying to figure out how to spend his extra time. M/N decided to leave his cabin and go on a small stroll. Whilst on his walk, he went into deep thought. Mostly about his Ultimate and why he could never fall in love. Well, That wasn't ENTIRELY true. He was infatuated with one person. And that was Hajime Hinata. The way his eyes lit up during trials absolutely hypnotized him. The way he closed his eyes and scratched his cheek a little when he talked to M/N never failed to make him smile, even if its just a little bit.

"HEY, M/N!!!" M/N is quickly thrown out of his thoughts of his "lover" by no other than Kazuichi Souda. "Oh, Hey, Kaz" M/N said with a small smile accompanied by a nod. "What are you up to today?" the Ultimate Mechanic said with a toothy smile as he started to follow M/N. "Nothing Much! Just trying to kill time before dinner, heh" M/N continued to listen to Kazuichi's rambling as they walked around the beach. They both then heard a feminine voice call out for Kazuichi. "Oh, That must be Ibuki" he mumbled to himself, just loud enough for M/N to hear.

"Welp, Catch ya later, bud!" the pink haired boy said with another grin. M/N returned the gesture and waved as Kazuichi made his way to Ibuki's voice. M/N looked down at his watch and noticed that he still had about 2 hours to spare. "Maybe I should spend sometime with Usami..." He said to himself whilst pulling at his ear, a small habit he picked up from Mahiru. The red haired girl suddenly came to mind. "We did make plans to take pictures... well, specifically her teaching me " M/N mumbled as he started to walk towards her cabin. As he got closer to the door, he noticed Peko and Mikan walking together while chatting about something he couldn't hear. He called out for them and greeted them with a wave. Peko returned the gesture while Mikan just smiled bashfully back.

M/N knocked a few times before hearing voices behind the door. The door opened to reveal Mahiru holding her camera. "Heyo, L/N! Hinata is already here so let's get started!" She said. It almost looked as if there were stars in her eyes. M/N paused for a second. "Wait" he said in disbelief. "HAJIME? why is he here?" As if like a mother, Mahiru whipped around and started to scowl him. "L/N! I already explained to you I had a shoot with Hinata today!" She started, her finger pointed and directed towards M/N. "You said you were okay with helping me! Now come on! I don't have all day, L/N!" A small huff came from her before she walked further into the room. On the floor sat Hajime. He didn't even notice that M/N had came in.

He was absolutely stunning. Instead of the white button up and jeans he usually wore, it was replaced with a blue lacy two piece. The top was a bralette that showed most of his nipples, leaving little to the imagination. Trailing down to the bottoms, he wore a pair of matching laced panties that could barely contain his cock. His legs were covered by a white sheet, but you could still see the white and blue laced stockings that covered his thighs. M/N stared in awe, but the other male was too busy readjusting his stocking to even notice M/N's gaze. Mahiru's voice startled Hajime from his thoughts. "Can we just go along with the photoshoot?" she said in a bit of a excited voice. Hajime's eyes met M/N as Mahiru continued to ramble about how this shoot will be perfect. "You look amazing" M/N said in awe. Hajime, on the other hand, just looked away as he blushed.

He did speak though, but saying only "Why do I have to do this perverted photoshoot?" The question was directed towards Mahiru, who quickly said, "You're the perfect candidate! I rarely take pictures of males, Hinata" she chirped. His eyes met M/N's again, this time he mouthed "That was one hell of a answer" with a small chuckle. Wait. Is that lip gloss on his lips? M/N was starting to imagine very ungodly things. Mostly, Hajime wrapping his tiny mouth on his cock and swallowing his length whilst the lip gloss started to smear on his pretty face. Someone was getting excited... M/n turned to Mahiru and said, "Let's start!" with a enthusiastic smile. The longer Hajime stays like this, the longer he'll have this boner.

They had taken many pictures of Hajime in various positions. Mahiru showed M/N the parts of the camera as he tried not to come in his pants by just looking at him. Hajime would sway his hips a little everytime M/N looked at him. The {h/c} boy would look away while blushing. About 1/6 through the session, A light knock was heard on the door. Mahiru rushed to it and opened it. She looked at Akane with a warm smile. Apparently, Akane needed help with something but couldn't ask Nekomaru for he was way too busy doing whatever the hell he was doing. Mahiru quickly told Hajime and M/N that she'd be back in a hour or so and that she wanted them to finish up for her. As she left, fear filled the gut of M/N's stomach. He turned around and met the hungry eyes of Hajime.

"It was for you" he said while looking deep into M/N's eyes. "All of it. I was gonna tell Mahiru to send the pictures to you" "But why? Why me?" The {h/c} boy quickly said. "Everyone and their mother knows you're in love with me. Its obvious. I just wanted to treat you" He said with a smirk. He crawled over to the chair that M/N had sat down in. "But since you're here, I'll just treat you now" He reached up and grabbed a fistful of M/N's hair before pulling him down into a opened mouth kiss. Both of them sucked at each others tongues whilst in the kiss. "You taste amazing" M/N said as he kissed the side of Hajime's cheek. "Stand Up, love" Hajime scrambled to stand up, as he was still drunk from the kiss. "You're so pretty" he said to his now lover as he leaned in and kissed him again. He pulled back and whispered, "i want you to breed me, baby" M/N's fingers quickly danced over Hajime's body, groping at his still covered chest.

He placed open mouthed kisses on Hajime's stomach as he leaned over the boy. "Lets lie down, please." A voice quickly invaded his senses. He picked his brown haired lover up and gently laid him down on the sheets that were previously used as props for the shoot. He began to undress himself and gave Hajime a smiled before stripping down to his boxers. "Baby please" he started to whine "it hurts so much. Please touch me" M/N hurried to slot himself inbetween his lovers legs before running his hands up and down the body in front of him. "Ok, darling. Let me relieve the pain" he was met with happy and almost intoxicating giggles. He began to rub his lover through the small piece of lingerie that covered him. Dick already hard and standing proud, M/N started to get him off. Hajime's giggles turned into moans and groans as the {e/c} boy fisted his cock. "So good, puppy. Keep going"

M/N was taken back by the nickname but to hear it more. He stopped getting Hajime off and quickly put his fingers into his mouth. "Darling, I have to prepare you" He started moving his hand again as Hajime wetted his fingers. He slowly pulled them away and ceased all motion. He started at Hajime, who was blushing and covered in saliva and tears. He lowered himself down to meet the now almost soaked under wear the he wore. M/N bunched the fabric to the side to reveal a small, pink, twitching hole. He began to lap at it before inserting his tounge. Hajime released beautiful moans and groans at the sudden feeling. M/N inserted a wet finger into said hole. One turned into two and two turned into M/N's cock. "Wait" Hajime said, making M/N freeze as he was taking off his boxers that were doused in precum. "I wanna ride you baby" He said with a small smirk. "Please do" M/N said, his words trailing off and turning into a moan.

Hajime flipped them over and slowly lower himself on the thick cock underneath him. "M/N, You feel so good inside me" When he finally got settled, he started to move. "Let me jerk your cock, baby" M/N said as he began to get his lover off again. Hajime was rambling things along the lines of "so so good" and "let me cum" M/N already felt close but held his own orgasm untill the brown haired boy was finished fucking himself on his cock. "Such a good little puppy" Hajime moaned as he continued to bounce on M/N's cock. "Are you close? Please fill me with your cum, Please baby, please" This time he was crying. His moans, whimpers and cries drowned out M/N's groans. "Look, love. Your cock is so big, you can see it bulging out of me" He said with giggles. M/N looked down and the sight was almost murderous.

He came inside of Hajime, Right then and there, because of the sight. The feeling of being breeded made Hajime also come undone. He kept moving though, making both his and M/N's brains turn to mush. When he finally started to come to his senses, he saw a come covered M/N, and a ruined set of lingerie, but also came to the realization that they fucked on Mahiru's floor. "Fucking Hell" he muttered. "Hm?" his now sleepy lover said while trying to help clean the come off of him, using the silk white sheets. He gave him a smile and kissed him before saying, "Nothing, doll. Don't worry about it"

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They quickly cleaned up, trying to erase any evidence that they had did anything they weren't suppose to. They also took this as a opportunity to go to Hajime's cabin and hold each other. "You don't understand how in love with you I am" M/N whispered as Hajime laid on his chest, already half way asleep. With a sleepy smile, the other boy replied with "I love you so much more"

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