#maddog x reader

[mrs-kodzuken]

Destiny ♡

Pairing: Kōshi Sugawara x fem!reader

WC: 2.3k

Genre: fluff, soulmate au

CW: you’re a twin to oikawa meaning your looks will be similar, some cussing, fluff fem!reader, oikawa is annoying, iwaoi mentions

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"Tōru, the preliminaries are right around the corner, I swear to god if you overwork yourself," I glared at him putting my hands on my hips.

"Relax, I'll be fine. As always." He chuckled running a hand through his glorious brown hair.

"I'm so disgusted by you.." I mumbled and walked away from my annoying brother.

"Aren't we all?" I heard iwaizumi chime in from beside me.

"You guys are so mean to me!" Tōru whined, trying to get us to pity him.

I rolled my eyes and walked off to gather towels for the boys on the volleyball team. As the appointed manager, I had a great time working with almost all of them.

Even Kyoutani, or as Tōru likes to call him, 'Maddog-chan'.

"Here, do you need more water?" I softly asked Kindaichi as I handed him a fresh white towel.

Our hands lightly grazed each others as he took it. I could definitely tell my presence made him visibly nervous.

High school boys, am I right?

"S-Sure!" His voice was suddenly very high pitched in his response.

"Alright.." I've slightly gotten used to being the girl around but half of the time it was awkward due to me being related to Tōru.

I grabbed his water bottle from his hands while gathering the rest of the empty ones too. Better fill the rest of them up whilst I'm at it.

"Huh, you must have the hots for me too if you like my sister. We're practically the same person." Oikawa chimes in all dickheadedly. And this is my exact thirteenth reason.

I heard Tōru say as he slung an arm across my shoulder.

"Don't touch me, Shittykawa." I growled with a glare and headed out of the gym, annoyed that I'm unfortunately related to him.

"Yep, the exact same." I heard iwaizumi snicker sarcastically to Tōru. I picked up that little nick name for my brother from Iwaizumi, of course.

I was surprised, Tōru sure did have balls for saying that in front of his soulmate. Who likes to throw balls at his stupid head, which I may add.

What a dumbass.

Even if Kindaichi did like me, bless his poor soul, I was going to wait for my soulmate. However, it didn't especially feel like I was going to see them anytime soon though.

I was always feeling a tiny shiver here and there, not exactly burning.

You see, the way we find our soulmates is basically a game of hot and cold. The closer we are, it's hot but farther we are, it's cold. Some fucked up life game if you ask me.

I wasn't particularly cold nor hot, just averagely warm more than half of the time.

I've heard it goes away once you find them and then you'll feel tingles or something when you touch. How the heck would I know? I haven't met the person.

However, the thoughts of my soulmate were pushed to the back of my mind as the Inter-high Prelim's were coming up.

I wanted to make sure Aoba Johsai won to nationals. As much as I always find Tōru a pain in the ass, I do want him to be happy. Even if he is boastful about himself a lot of the time.

I carried the bottles back, some of them slightly wet. I had to make sure not to drop any of them on my way.

"Alright, we're done for today. Make sure you guys stretch and rest up." Tōru said all captain-like as everyone got finished with putting the supplies away.

I eyed Tōru making sure he was coming along and not staying behind to continue his extra practice that he doesn't need.

"Calm down. I'm coming, jeez." I heard him say to Iwaizumi as he slung his bag on his back.

"Uh huh, I thought I'd have to drag your flatass out the gym." A retort sounded through the gym.

I stifled a laugh as Tōru and Haji argued back and forth about my brother's ass. Which now that I really give some thought about it, that sounds weird.

"Please stop, I don't want to hear about Tōru's flatass." I grossly commented.

"You two are so-" Oikawa started up with but immediately got cut off.

"Would you look at that, this is my house. Bye (Y/n)." Iwaizumi said, purposely cutting Tōru off and ignoring him.

"See you tomorrow." I waved and continued my walk  home with a grumbling Tōru behind me. Our house was, coincidentally, only a couple houses down from Iwaizumi's.

I looked up at the night sky and silently wished the best for my team. Although, I wouldn't ever dare to admit that.

"Tōru? Aren't you going up against Tobio? Your kouhai?" I asked as we headed inside, taking off our shoes.

"First of all, he isn't my kouhai and yes I am. I'm going to beat him in an actual match and prove I'm better than him." He sassily retorted to me.

"Isn't he, like, a first year?" With Toru and I being twins, we both are in our third year.

However, that doesn't make us alike in anyway possible, except maybe looks and of course the relation of family.

"Yeah, why do you ask?" He slightly peered behind me, curious of my intentions.

I shrugged, "You sound immature when he's a first year and you're a third year." I pulled the, 'you're older' card on him like he was dumb.

"Hmph, no it doesn't! Mom!" He rushed into the kitchen to probably tell on me like the little snitch he is. Doesnt matter whether graduation was coming up or not, Tōru still had the motive to act like we were five.

"Tch, childish." I rolled my eyes and headed in there too, to defend myself of course.

"Ah! There are my two favorite headaches! Come help me set the table." I heard mom say as I saw Tōru take offense to what she said.

"Quit being a baby." I looked at him with a pointed expression and set the plates down.

"So mean." He grumbled.

I knew he couldn't insult me physical wise because we are the gender bented version of each other. However, sometimes he knew how to stoop low. Brother or not, he could be ruthless.

"Well, at least I'm not the one without a soulmate." He placed his hands on his hips and smiled triumphantly with an eating shit grin. Although, that didn't last long on his part.

"Don't say that to your sister." I heard dad enter the kitchen and scold him, very convenient on my part.

I grinned brightly at my dad who backed me up as I ignored the dull pain in my chest at not yet having found the other part of me.

Tōru stuck his tongue out at me and I did the same. Hey, if he gets to act childish why can't I do the same?

"Isn't it a bit hot in here to you?" I pulled at my shirt collar. I had taken off my jacket yet I thought about it because it was starting to get too hot for me.

"No? I'm playing in a match and it's not even that hot." Iwaizumi looked at me weird.

"Well whatever it is, it needs to pass." I glared at nothing in particular. I hated being hot, the feeling only made my mood worsen at times.

"Okay, now you guys go out there and win this." I supportively said, pushing the heat on my body aside, and saw Tōru visibly cringe.

"No, stop. That's just..no." He shook his head in a disapproving manner at me.

"Iwaizumi." I merely grumbled, if I couldn't do anything, he surely could for me.

The next thing I knew, Iwaizumi had slapped Tōru on the back of his head.

"That's not how you're supposed to talk to your sister." He scolded. I heard the ref blow the whistle, signaling the break was over and it was time to get back in the game.

My gaze stayed focused on the game, not particularly on one player. I was following each move they made with my eyes.

Soon, the game had been over and Aoba Johsai had won.

"You guys did so well! I'm so proud of you!" I ran towards them, trying to hug all of them at once.

Suddenly, I heard a rough voice come from across the net as we were celebrating.

"Oikawa."

I turned around at the same time Tōru did, and coincidentally Iwaizumi turned too.

"Yes?" we three had answered simultaneously. I raised a brow over to Iwaizumi and stifled a laugh. Strange, I didn't think he would take our last name.

I saw the tall guy, who seemed to be familiar, look dumbfounded.

He quickly seemed to get over his pause, "Next time, we'll win." He said strongly as I saw their captain come and get him.

Before they could even react, I turned towards the two.

"So, Mr. Hajime Oikawa?" I watched the two of them blush as we walked off the court together.

"You two are hella dorks." I muttered at them with a smile on my face.

While they had started changing their uniforms I felt an enormous amount of heat flow through me.

I furrowed my brows unbeknownst to why and then it suddenly hit me. My soulmate must be here.

I started walking around, feeling to see if I had gotten warmer or colder. This really is just a big game of hot and cold.

"Uhh, what're doing?" I heard my brother ask from behind me.

"They're leaving." I whispered and started a fast-paced walk to where the warmth was leaving me.

"(Y/n)! you can't just run off like that!" I heard Tōru yell behind me as I booked into a run. God, I didn't want them to leave.

Soon, I was led outside. It was as if someone placed the sun beside me. I could feel it radiating all over my entire body. I was so fucking hot.

I saw the Karasuno team slowly walking towards and entering their bus. I couldn't spot anyone who exactly looked like they were close to fainting from the heat like I was.

"Hey! Wait!" I yelled out as I neared them. I just had to find them.

However, I didn't see where I was going and collided with someone. The heat I was experiencing, and almost fainted from, suddenly vanished and was replaced with tingles.

Lots of tingles like when your foot is asleep and you have to walk on it. But.. this was comforting, a little pleasurable.

Opening my eyes, I saw a silver haired guy in front of me, on the ground too. I could have cared less at the moment, I just needed to know.

Without thinking of my actions, I grabbed his arm, and sure enough there were tingles radiating up and down my arm.

"Oh my God." I heard him whisper to himself probably. I pulled into a hug as I heard footsteps nearing us.

"I can't believe I found you." I said which came out to a mumble since I was pressed into to him. I could smell his jersey, honeysuckle and linen, a surprisingly intoxicating scent.

I felt his heartbeat, which seemed like it would fly out of his chest at any minute. As if he realized we were still on the ground, he tore himself from the embrace. Standing up, he offering a hand to me.

"Thank you," I nervously said, I mean this was the person I'd most likely be spending the rest of my life with, according to fate.

"I'm Kōshi Sugawara, what's your name?" He moved a strand of hair out of my face, the tingles giving me chills as I shivered with delight.

Just as I was about to answer, a rude and annoying but all too familiar voice interrupted me, and our moment.

"Just what do you think you're doing with my sister, Mr. Pleasant!" I heard Tōru's God awful voice yell from a distance, coming closer with every second.

"Sister?" The man named Kōshi Sugawara questioned.

I looked toward Sugawara and sighed then sadly nodded. It was as if his team had tensed up with Tōru coming.

I mean, we did just beat them. Wait.. did they watch the entire meeting of me and Sugawara? Gosh, that is embarrassing.

"Tch, Shittykawa, can't you see i'm doing something?" I growled out at him, about to hit him when I stopped, seeing Iwaizumi in the distance.

Lucky for me, I have a future brother-in-law who can beat his ass for me.

He came up behind Tōru and grabbed his shirt by the collar. "You're such a pain sometimes." He muttered after bowing to us apologetically and dragged him back.

"Jesus, sorry about him. He really is a pain in the ass. Hi, I'm (Y/n) Oikawa." I smiled brightly at Koushi, my soulmate.

"I didn't know Oikawa had a sister?" I heard someone from his team speak up.

"Oh yeah, and it gets even worse, I'm his twin." I sighed in defeat at my words.

"Well, (Y/n) Oikawa. Here's my number, I would like to go out with you Saturday if you want? For coffee?"

I turned back to my soulmate upon hearing his voice and smiled brightly once again. He literally looks like an angel from heaven.

"Of course," I put his number in my phone and my eyes wandered upward towards the time.

They almost bulged out of my head, "Oh my god, I have to go. Uh, I'll see you Saturday Koushi? Bye!" I waved him off, missing the feeling of the tingles that would linger on my hand.

I couldn't wait for Saturday.

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a/n: this is from my “Haikyuu x Reader One Shots” on Wattpad! I hope you enjoyed and let me know if you want more!

the header is from Jimena Martinez on Pinterest

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Kyotani YN:

Being Seijoh's Manager

and Dating Terushima Yuuji

Terushima Yuuji (featuring Seijoh) x Kyotani YN (fem! Reader)

Warnings: Terushima and Oikawa in the same piece, probably Swearing (its me)

A/N: This is a request from 🦎 anon! This one got long 😅 I have no self control

Terushima is like the Oikawa x Atsumu collab nobody asked for

There I finally got it out 😅

I feel so much better

N E WAYS let's get on with this one

Kyotani YN... God I can already tell I love you

A female versions of THE maddog ✋🏻 say less

Now I feel like you would be alot like your twin brother

Except that perhaps you are better at masking your delebrate hate for Oikawa 😃

Like Maddog always looks grumpy

But 🙌🏻picture this 🙌🏻

You are just as brass and blunt as your brother but not to everyone

Except Oikawa

You hang around with the boys volleyball team alot

Already hate you YN 😑

You grew to love and care for the guys

Except Oikawa

Like Kentaro, you looked up to Iwaizumi

I mean, also maybe but more like probably had a huge crush on Hajime 🥵

I feel like Iwa was that guy alot of people had crushes on but he never dated anyone 😒

Like he's just out here flirting but never dating

Because of Oikawa 🙄

Anyways as well as hanging out with the guys at practice, you sort of became their unofficial Manager

Mostly because you got along with everyone

Except Oikawa

Always a win in the Aoba Johsei book YN 👏🏻

Tournaments were always fun for you because you got to hang out with your brother and the team

Except Oikawa

You also got to meet alot of amazing players from other schools 👀

Like the weirdo duo from Karsuno

Or the big stoic tree man from SHIRATORIZAWA 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻

But it wasn't those guys that interested you, oh no no no

You were filling up water bottles

Again with the water bottles 🙄 I know I know

Honestly Seijoh wasn't worried about leaving you alone

Like nobody in their right mind would mess with Kyotani YN 🤣

Good thing Terushima Yuji isn't known for his brains 😃

"Excuse me miss?"- Terushima says

"Yes?"- You say looking at him

You know exactly who he is

I mean people talk... because Oikawa talks... A LOT

And Oikawa definitely knows all the tea about Terushima 👀

"Do you have a map? Because I just got lost in your eyes"- Terushima 😏

You 👉🏻😐🙄 dear God-

You just go back to filling up the water bottles, hoping Romeo will leave

Too bad that's not gonna happen YN 😅

"I'd like to take you to the movies but unfortunately they don't let you bring your own snacks"- Terushima 😜

Please he's so proud of those YN give him something

You smile a little trying not to laugh

That little action encourages Terushima

"You are quite annoying you know"- you say, rolling your eyes

"So does that mean I've annoyed you enough to get your number?"- Terushima smirks

"Sure"- you

"Really???"- Terushima 😱

"No 😃"- you say

"You wound me !!"- Terushima says dramtically

He reminds you of someone 🤨

"Yoooohooo YN-chan"- Oikawa screeches from the end of the hallway

Oh yeah 😐

You roll your eyes and walk by Oikawa straight to the real caption

"Hajime, do you need me to do anything else?"- You ask

"YN-CHANN"- Oikawa bellows 😱

"Nah we are good thanks YN"- Iwa says as you smile and wave to your brother and the team

You exit the gym, accidently running straight into a giant yellow wall

"Oh I'm so sorry"- you say, falling back as a hand lands on your waist

"Hey look who is is"- Terushima smirks

You 👉🏻😐🙄 dear God

"Couldn't resist my magnetic pull could you?"- Terushima

"I guess not, I do tend to attractive negative energy"- You

"Why must you be so mean to me!"- Terushima says, hands clenched to his chest

Drama king istg-

You just walk away again, unfortunately this time big bird follows you

"You know I'm not going to leave you alone until you give me your number"- Terushima says

This is when I would punch him YN

Go ahead, nobody is looking 😏

You just roll your eyes and keep walking

And Terushima keeps pace, talking to you the entire time

This is literally an Iwa and Oikawa situation 🤣 you being Iwa and Terushima being Oiks

"You know what, fine I'll give you my number"- you finally relent

Terushima smiles, taking out his phone

"Wait- I'll give you my number and you text me. That way I know your number isn't fake"- Terushima

"Do you get fake numbers alot Romero??"- You smirk

Terushima glares at you as your roll your eyes, taking your phone out to text him

"There"- you say, sending him a text

"Hey thanks! I'll text you this weekend and maybe we can chill?"- Terushima

"Sure"- you say, shrugging

Terushima waves goodbye while reaching into his pocket to check his phone

Unknown number: BTW my name is YN dumbass

"I FORGOT TO ASK HER NAME"- Terushima screams as you giggle to yourself from down the hallway

After the catastrophe that was meeting Terushima, he IMMEDIATELY started texting you

Mans has less chill than I do 🤣

However, I fully believe he's not as annoying over text as he is in person

So he's actually kind of... sweet?

Sure let's go with that 😃

Anyways he manages to persuade you to "hang out" with him

We all know "hang out" means date

Terushima takes you out and you actually have an amazing time

He asks you about your brother and the Seijoh team

"Somethings are best left unsaid Yuji"- YN, quote of the century

I'm not going to go into a ton of detail but after your first date, things started progressing nicely

You actually enjoyed the Oikawa/Atsumu crossover alot 😅

However, all good things must come to an end YN

Per the rules of my headcanons, we must now destroy all happiness we have thus created

You knew it was only a matter of time before someone figured out you were dating Terushima

However what you didn't expect was an entire team intervention 😃

You see, your twin brother was completely on to the fact that you were dating someone

Well he was like 99.9% sure

Because before this, you basically never left the house

And suddenly you were never home??

That's suspicious, that's weird 🤨

But your brother knew if HE confronted you, that he would probably get his ass handed to him on a silver platter

So instead, he asked Yahaba for help

Because Mad dog and Yahaba are bros

So he tells Yahaba about his plight

Unfortunately, Oikawa has the hearing of bat and overhead

"YN-CHAN HAS A BOYFRIEND"- Oikawa 😱

"SHITTYKAWA ISTG-" Iwaizumi 🥰

Kentaro decides to ask the entire team for help

"Why not have Iwa ask her? She loves Iwa"- Makki suggests

"I'm not asking YN anything"- Iwaizumi says

Our biggest support system 🥺

"But what if YN-chan is in danger Iwa-chan!"- Oikawa, whining

Iwaizumi 👉🏻 😐🙄 fine

However, one thing about Iwaizumi is that he has zero chill as well

Seriously Oikawa has wore this man down 👏🏻

So he's going to ask you like right away

Unbeknownst to Seijoh, you were actually on your way to introduce Yuji to the team

No time like the present to change your mind YN 😐

Because secrets like this are best left in the open YN

Too bad your brother and body guards go to Seijoh and you can't have nice things 🙃

Oikawa saw you walking in with Terushima and pretty much announced it to the entire Miyagi prefecture 🙄

Kentaro and Iwaizumi were running 🏃‍♂️ 🏃‍♂️ towards you

Terushima was semi hiding behind you

You just stood there, glaring with your arms crossed

Luckily, Kentaro and Iwaizumi saw your stance and stopped short

Kentaro and Iwaizumi are both growling at Terushima 😐

"Will you idiots stop it! Yuji and I are together and istg if ANY of you ruins it, I'll personally make sure you disappear without a trace"- you 😡

On que, someone comes to ruin it 🙃

"YN-CHAN HOW COULD YOU??? FRANTERNIZING WITH THE ENEMY!!"- Oikawa cries

Kunimi whips out his phone to live stream Oikawa's impending murder

Kageyama is the first to tune in ✋🏻

"YN why didn't you tell us?"- Mattsun asks

Meanwhile Oikawa is having a legit fit

You 👉🏻😐

"Nevermind"- Mattsun 🙄

"This is so stupid! YN is he treating you well?"- Yahaba says

You nod, till in a stand off with Iwaizumi and Kentaro

Please my money is on you YN 😫

"Ok well then I guess that's it"- Watari says

"I care about YN and I promise I'll do whatever I can to make sure she's safe"- Terushima says

"More like YN will keep you safe"- Makki chuckles

"Well I don't have to like it"- Kentaro growls

"Yeah well you don't like anything. And hey, it could be worse, I could be dating Oikawa"- you say

Iwaizumi and Kentaro 👉🏻😐 you right

Oikawa 👉🏻😱😱😱

After that, the boys respected your relationship

They may not have liked it but again, at least you weren't dating Oikawa YN 🥰

Oikawa rn after all the slander 👇🏻

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Aoba Johsai x Female Manager

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Summary: kyoutani and reader on a date and the rest of aoba johsai end up seeing them

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Chapter Twenty Five

Abaeis Nicippe Eruca

Pairing: Haikyuu!! x Fem!Reader

previous | next | 2099

TSUKISHIMA'S P.O.V.

After the power had gone out, I was living at a park on the north side of the town where I knew nobody was around. I'd raid the houses around there, too, knowing that the mansions were now uninhabited. However, as the days go by, food becomes harder and harder to come by. So, eventually, I decide to venture out to other parts of town at night when I assumed people were asleep.

One day, as I walk around, I find myself nearby the street where my old friend grew up. I decide to take a detour and head over just on the off chance that anyone was around. But I definitely wasn't expecting to see my green-haired friend standing on the other side of the door just as I'm about to let myself in.

"Yamaguchi," I almost gasp as I see him there.

His resting face immediately lifts into a bright smile the second he sees me. He throws his arms right around me and pulls me into a tight hug that I wasn't expecting whatsoever.

"Tsukki!" he beams, "I can't believe it's you! I can't believe you're here! How?! Why?! What's going on?!" he asks repeatedly.

I explain to him how I happened to stumble by and he whisks me right into the house. He explains to me how he's been staying here, waiting for his parents to come home. He has absolutely no idea what has happened to them since the outage, but he's waiting in case they do happen to return.

I didn't plan on staying with him forever, but how could I just leave him there by himself? Besides, a group of two in a world as crazy as this one is better than being alone. So, I decided to stick around.

"So, how have you been Tsukki?" Yamaguchi asks me as he hands me a homemade cup of tea from a mug that he must have made in the third grade.

"Oh, you know, good..." I lie. To be completely honest, I'm a stockbroker who lost my job after fighting with my boss. I wasn't exactly honest as Kuroo's already made perfectly clear. I had been making shady deals with my clients. I was a douche in my life before all of this, but perhaps finding Yamaguchi again made me reevaluate my previous decisions. That, and, well, he had the food I had been looking for.

After that day, Yamaguchi and I went everywhere together. It wasn't until that fateful day that we went our separate ways. We had walked out our front door at the exact wrong time. In the middle of the road, a group of thugs was walking and destroying absolutely everything in their path. When they see the door fling open and our two bodies step out, they immediately rush to us.

One of them, a man with short blond hair and two black stripes running vertically down his head, gets right up in my face. The asshole grabs right onto my shirt and pulls me close to him.

"Who the hell are you fuckers getting off looking at us like that?!" he snaps as though he was absolutely insane.

"Yo, Maddog, I think this is their house," a girl snickers as she walks up to us. A man who looks eerily similar to me follows right behind her.

"Oh really?" another member interrupts. He approaches Yamaguchi with a pistol swinging around his pointer finger. "They must be hiding some good stuff in there then. Care to share?" he asks Yamaguchi.

"There's nothing," Yamaguchi frantically shakes his head as the man points his gun at Yamaguchi's head. "I swear!"

"Yeah, yeah. It's not like you'd tell us anyway," the man with the gun scoffs.

"Come on Maddog, Hanamaki," a new voice calls. "It's not worth it."

"Matsukawa's right," the girl nods as she backs off. "Let's keep going."

"Nah, no way," Hanamaki shakes his head as he turns the safety off his gun. "They've got to have somethin' in there. Remind me, Kyotani, how many people does it take to give us an answer?"

"One," the man holding onto me grins as he pushes me away.

Just then, Hanamaki's gun lets out a bullet and Yamaguchi falls to the ground. Like the coward I was, I ran. I took the moment when Kyotani let me go to get myself the hell out of there. I didn't go far, though. I stayed in the forest nearby until I watched them leave. For the next day or two, I stayed close by. Though I couldn't manage to pick up Yamaguchi and bury him, I watched as that group of thugs came back for him eventually and threw him into their car.

Eventually, I was so thirsty and hungry that I decided I needed to move on. I ran through the forest until I found Y/N's bus on the other side. I thought I'd raid it quickly and make my escape before anybody showed up, but when she found me instead, my whole world was once more flipped around.

If I could do one thing over, I would have never let Yamaguchi die alone like that. I ran away like he meant absolutely nothing to me. Looking back now, I can't believe I did that to my closest friend. After it happened, I completely fell apart until Y/N, somehow, built me back into a functioning human. If I never met her, I don't know what would have happened to me. I definitely wouldn't be the person I was in the end. That much is safe to say.

"See anyone?"  I asked him when he stepped into the same room as me. As much as I don't trust him, Y/N did have a point the other day when she said we should all get along. She seems to be a good judge of character anyway.

"Nope," he shrugs. "But I did find your backpack."

"So?" I ask, watching as he tosses it in my direction. When I look up, I see he's got my gun in his hand.

"Sorry, man, but you're getting a little too close to Y/N for my liking. I don't appreciate your influence on her. You've made her way too skeptical. It's not really a pretty trait for a girl like her to have."

"Jealous of a smart girl, are you?" I scoff.

"Now's not the time for jokes, Tsukishima. Got any last words?"

"She'll figure out it's you. You won't be able to trick her for long."

"I've got all the time in the world."

The last thing I see is his wicked grin before I hear the sound of a bullet and the pain of it lodging straight into my chest. I immediately fall onto my knees as my eyes close and I land on the floor with a thud.

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(i had to repost lol- it wasn’t showing up on my page)

this the request: part 3 of thiccy gf hcs ??? with kuroo, terushima, sakusa, and daichi and/or atsumu 🥺👉🏽👈🏽 i must be fed

i understand your need for them

and as a member of the thunder-thigh committee, i am happy to write about my fellow sexy women! (another 4:56 am ramble i refuse to delete)

part one

part 2 <3

i mixed this with this ask ;  Pt. 3 of the thicc af gf with Aone, Osamu, Kyotani, Daichi, Kuguri, and Terushima plz? 🥺

this got wayyyyyyyyy long

4, 685 words. my finger slipped?

Kuroo tetsuro

this guy has been trying to get you since first year

he’s that dedicated

and you didn’t even notice, he was just a flirty friend who helped you with science

(even when he would practically put you in his lap while he went over things)

lo and behold, he finally got his chance during the third year culture festival

yeah as in he waited a whole three years for this

Eh, once again, had a whole pan to make you see him as your great future husband, aka the haunted house (a good excuse to have you hold onto him)

He has to give it to class 2-4, the did a damn good job, it was scary

Long story short you fell on top of him, boobs in face hands-on ass

~heaven~

Mans actually asked you to be his girlfriend right there, groping you and murmuring between your boobs. (he wouldn't have gotten up if the next group wasn’t approaching.)

From then on he’d literally do anything for the ass

He’s a big simp and we all know it.

Like When you wear shorts he has to ‘pull them down’ aka feel you up while pulling the hem of your shorts down ever so slightly.

Or when he gets on a knee right behind you to ‘tie his shoe’, but the school shoes have no laces.

He could be a bit more creative and he wanted to look under your skirt.

When he wants to cut the bull shit he’ll just lift the back of your skirt and rub around for a but, to hell with all the other kids in the hallway.

(did I mention that he puts things on the highest shelves so he can walk up behind you and practically dry hump you.)

Speaking of simp nation

You can't really wear anything without setting him off

Shorts drive him absolutely nuts, it's insane. But it isn't his fault that most of your shorts are spandex that cut off right at the beginning of your thighs, it's like a homemade booty lifter. He just can’t help but wanting to cop a feel.

Or the color red in general. It is ridiculous, the guy rips everything when he tries to take it off too. So that stunning red cocktail dress with the lace-up sides was not unwearable, and you only had it on for like 2 hours. And that was only because it was a friend's 18th birthday party you were both invited to.

(thanks to kuroo not letting you out of his arms you both were late and left early.)

((in his defense you looked like a full course meal and it was giving him severe blue balls, and he’s only seen you for a few minutes))

Halloween, you know. the one night you could dress up as anything. any you decide to go as a cat-girl in a maid costume. And you expected him to just take that sitting down? Hell no. the red thigh highs AND the corset middle? You're lucky it lasted as long as it did.

That my dear was bravery. His color. A cat. And a short skirt. With thigh highs!

And so, he did what he did all those other times, dragged you to sit on his lap, and opening your thighs, and like a good girl you’ll let him

If you could already tell, he gives no shits to whos watching, let ‘em see (they really never do but you get the point)

He’s also a prime thigh groper, especially when he wants to keep your legs open, he also loves thigh hic

Terushima Yuji

Another shower-offer

You were already he's so why can't he let everyone know?

Speaking of you being his, he doesn't tell people how you guys don’t together, with good reason considering you practically beat him up

Not really but that’s what he calls it, basically he tried to get with one of your friends at a party.

She just happens to not be interested in men and has a wonderful girlfriend, so she was uncomfortable but couldn't tell him to leave her alone

So you took fate into your own hands, literally, you stole Fate from class 3-2’s drink and poured it on him before slapping him and telling him about how he was a pig.

And he fell in love, you looked like an angel, a really hot angel, it didn't help you were in a white dress either

And from then on he literally once or twice, got on his knees for you, asking to give him a chance.

Honestly, it got annoying, so you just agreed to make it go away. It did, but you also gained a perv of a boyfriend who has an insatiable love for your lower half

He’s a simple creature, do take caution of his fragile being

So that means all those times you bend over in front of him he was slowly cracking and trying to figure out where the nearest storage closet is.

He thought he was having heart palpitations when he saw you in the damn dress again, apparently, he didn't see all of it. Specifically the v-neck top, and the fact it only went to the end of your ass. Needless to say, he made sure to walk behind you on every staircase that you went on

Another set off is yoga legging, like the lululemon ones, that people wear all the time. They fit you great, really really great. They were supposed to work out in them???? Why were they so skin-tight????? And he also figured out that you wore things because of them. Instant nut.

How you ask, simple.

One time he saw your underwear line through the pants and he pointed them out, they did make it seem like your ass was super soft so he saw his chance and took it.

So the next time you wore them and he didn't see the lines he was like ??????

And thus began the “Yuji hunt for lineless underwear” and he found the thongs

And you received the fucking of your life soon after.

Oh! And there’s any time you go to the beach. Literally every time.

No cap.

The first time was when you wore a red one-piece and he practically went feral. It wasn't really a one-piece if it was see-through and had the lowest neckline on the planet.

Everyone was looking at you.

He practically fucked you on the beach but held off until you got back to the hotel room.

He’s way more forward when he wants to fuck, if you could imagine. He’ll just walk up to you and tell you he wants to get some, like right now.

If you can even ignore him, he’ll throw an arm around your waist and grope around your legs, all the way to the apex.

It is also not below him to try and get you off while still wearing underwear that he will be taking after.

(i didn't say anything about his stash off orgasm ruined underwear? My bad.)

Sakusa Kiyoomi

Going beyond the fact he even has a girlfriend, y’know considering, but the fact that no one knew who you were until you showed up at nationals to cheer him on

(atsumu was even starting to think that you didn't exist and that poor kiyoomi just imagined you up, so can imagine his shock when you ran up to said boy after they won)

The whole dating thing wasn't the shocking part; it was the fact that you looked like you walked off of the Milan runway.

And you were wearing leggings and sakusa's jacket, all of a sudden everyone was interested in how that happened

It was a kind of a boring story, someone had spilled coffee in a shop that you both happen to be in

And he watched you offer the man the same disinfectant wipes that he uses!

And in the most sakusa way possible he followed you out of the shop and tried to talk to you.

An exchange of numbers and many awkward conversations (and boners) later, you were a couple.

Back to that hug, like the many others, he's let you have, it’s all just to feel how soft you were

But poor touch -starved sakusa doesn't know what to do with any of these pent up feelings.

And he has a loooooooot of them.

Multiple occasions have shaped the poor germ-boy into the horny-tornado he has become

so he’s not really into what you’re wearing, it’s more about what you’re doing

like when you wore the mask he bought you to one of his games, and you wore one of his alternate uniforms, but the kicker was how you stayed away from everyone and didn’t let a single person near you (or his shirt)

or when you helped him clean his dorm when he was doing his weekly deep clean

or when the two of you washed the dishes while trying to do one of those “try not to sing” challenges

(is it normal to get a boner when your girlfriend helps you clean? no?)

but, as much as he tries to remain emotionless on the subject, there are multiple exceptions to the “it’s not what she wears” whole thing

Like that violet puffy skirt, you wore to a study fate, the one with the white sweater? That one, the same one that he could see your panties, from anywhere he sat. and Every time you got up you would have to smooth it down to make the creases go down, but it was only ever really giving him a good idea about the shape of your ass.

(if he sees you in that skirt again he’s just going to fuck you in it)

The lesser-known horny-inducer, since he made you take it off within the first five minutes, was a dress! What kind of dress? A neon yellow see-through mesh dress. The bottom wasn’t what got him though, it was the fact that your white bra was clearly seen under the mesh top. Or maybe it was the way the skirt made your waist look super small, and how your hips looked so round and squeezable.

Yeah, no one else could experience you in that.

Not to sound like this, but sakusa is still averse to touch

BUT BUT BUT

That goes out the window when he wants to dance the devil's tango with you.

Mr. His way or no way shows up,  he does it every so slightly different

If it’s just the two of you, he’ll put a hand on your shoulder and he’ll push you to your knees. And he’ll pet your head and tell you what’s about to happen and advise you to listen like a good girl.

But in the instance you are in the presence of others, he’ll stand behind you and bring you super close to him, ass to dick. (maybe he’ll grind into you a bit, just to convince you to follow him) and he’ll throw a few words in about how much of a bitch in heat you are for getting turned on in front of all of these people.

It’s best to just do what he wants before he makes you cum in your underwear.

Daichi Sawamura

oh my

you guys are the power thigh couple

powerful and defined mixed with soft and pillowy

In Fact, that’s literally how the two of you met, thanks to Tanaka and Nishinoya of course.

(let’s just pretend karasuno has a cheer squad, and you just happened to be the captain of said team)

So basically you were doing a favor for the student council, and you were supposed to ask how many third years, managers included, were on each team and each club in the school

Easy! Turns out not so much. You were still in your cheer practice uniform, which was the shortest spandex ever made, and a Karasuno school t-shirt that was ever so slightly too tight.

Anyway, you make it to the gym and open the door, and the little one, Yachi, saw you and literally screamed. (she was right by the door), and that alerted everyone else in the gym, which led to the bald boy and his short companion pushing you further into the gym.

But in the better sense, it did gain the attention of the captain! Just the exact moment he was in front of you someone pushed; your back and within a second, in some miracle like way, you both ended up on the floor and he ended up planked on top of you with a leg between your spread thighs.

Almost kissing nonetheless.

Then, like the gentleman he was, he got off and asked you if you alright and kneeled down and let you use his shoulder to try and stand back up.

You did get up, for a split second, Daichi still kneeling letting you use him as a step stool when a certain red-head was flung right into you and you went toppling forward.

Onto Daichi.

Onto Daichi's face.

Your thighs around his head.

His hands-on your ass.

Hand in his hair.  

He could sit there forever, you were frozen, everyone else was frozen.

You eventually climbed off and asked how many third years there were. But he just sat there, his hands hadn’t moved either, luckily Suga answered and you were on your way.

And Daichi still didn’t move, after that incident, you had begun to see him everywhere, and eventually, he just cut the shit and asked you out.

Daddy Daichi likes seeing you in literally anything from sweatshirts to lingerie.

His favorite was the brown buttoned pencil skirt and the white blouse, that you wore to a date. You were kind of overdressed for the ramen shop and after a walk, but he didn't even care. He was so thrown off by how turned on he was he couldn't speak in full sentences.

An example:

“Yeah, the food here is- boob, I-I mean great, not boob, great, yes, great.”

The second.

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Was a bathrobe.

Can you see where I'm going with that? Simply you look hot.

His favorite part of the night was ripping it off of you.

And like the first time you met, he had his head in your thighs <3

Atsumu Miya

You met poor atsumu at a party.

He tried to shoot his shot, y’know he sees a cute lady he’s just gotta try and show you what you could be getting

he had it all planned, he was going to walk up behind you and run his hands over your delicious curves and ask you if you were in need of any help

he doesn’t take into account that a having a random guy just start groping you and pressing himself behind a girl was panic-inducing

so when he dropped your waist, you freaked out and may or may not have punched him in the dick

while he was in a. world of pain you age to figure out what the hell had just happened to you

then you noticed him on the floor, and when he noticed you looking at him he put this forced cocky smirk on and gave you a “how you doing”

You took pity on the poor creature and helped him up and got him some ice, then conversed with him for the majority of the rest of the night.

And he just hasn't left you alone since

(and, you learned this far later, that he went so far to tell Sakusa and Kageyama all about you and how amazing you are, and has even sent them- more than one- picture

But in other news, he’s very horny

So really all that means is he always has his hands on you

Like during practice breaks when you're allowed to come down and talk to him for a bit, give him some things, but it normally just consists of him sitting on the bench and you standing in front of him.

While his hands rest on your hips and his face is shoved into the valley between your breasts, and he just sits and listens to you as you brush a hand through his hair.

Or sometimes, if he had been having a rough time, he’ll just have his hands under your skirt and he’ll feel around for a bit while grumbling about how people cant hit his sets

But for being the possessive bastard he is, he sure likes letting you wear all those outfits

Like the booty shorts and tank top, you wore to bring them food during the summer training camp. That same camp that the two of you disappeared at and he came back looking like he had won the lottery.

Or the cute little red dress you wore to your anniversary date? The one that made him have a hard-on the entire time you were at dinner. He knows the waiter remembers, he also bets the waiter remembers seeing him fucking you in the car when his shift was over.

And that time you wore his jersey to bed and sent him a picture of it. It was such a good picture that he made it his lock screen for everyone to see.

He just likes looking at you tbh.

Aone Takanobu

you guys didn’t meet in some weird perverted way, it was actually really cute!

Not to sound creepy but he knew that you were in the garden club because you sat right in front of him in class

And since he didn't talk to anyone else in that class he was just content with listening, and so there he was

Standing outside of the garden club door holding his withering basil plant. Lost.

Lucky for him you were walking down the hallway and greeted him, looking all pretty and cute

You did help him realize that he was overwatering the basil and within a few weeks, it was back to life!

From that first time on, he came to the club room with you twice a week and walked home with you, just listening to all the random plant facts that you had harbored in your mind.

Eventually, with the help of the team, he asked you out, and you hugged him and said yes, and that was the beginning of the “oh god, y/n is way softer than I thought”

So he really just tries to be near you or be touching you at all times  

(i am also a firm believer that he likes to slow dance to classical music in your living room)

Like during lunch periods when you sit next to him and the second you finish eating hell push you to lean against him

And he’ll rub small circles on your hips and give you small innocent gropes

Or how he hugs your waist when you're doing literally anything, and he puts his head on top of your head while swaying

I can also tell you that Aone is a good singer

So he hums to you (I'm uwuing over my own headcanon lol)

He also really likes just running his hands along your body, so he likes when you wear the one-piece dresses so he has smooth sailing down your body

As a man of little words, he clearly has a more physical approach to getting you on the horny train

What I am trying to get at is that more often than not he literally just picks you up and carries you away.

Of course, that leaves you to come back to whatever you were doing.

That is after the cuddles and after sex ‘conversations’ about the dumbest things

Basically, he likes to hear you talk and he really likes being near.

Osamu Miya

He knew who you were

With a brother like atsumu, who never shuts up about you, it's hard not to

(Osamu is pretty sure atsumu had a picture of you next to his pillow. ew)

Anyway, the two of you just happened to share the same lunch block, and it also just happens to be the only period block that he was alone

No teammates and no especially close that he could hang out with

That meant he could either study or eat

Had he chose to eat, only to be met with the fact that atsumu had drained both of their lunch accounts for his flavor of the week

Poor baby stood there for a while just processing what was the worst news of his life

When you, a true angel among the evil, said that you would graciously pay for his food so that he didn't outlook so sad anymore

If he wasn’t holding an armful of onigiri he would have fallen on his knees and begged to whatever god was out there to let him keep you

But he settled for thanking you and spending the entire period with you, he even offered to share (for the first time in his life)

You complimented him on his flavor choice and he decided to keep you

He made sure to share his recipes with you and you tried to do the same

And somehow that evolved into you guys going on dates, much to atsumu’s distaste, and you guys were totally hitting it off

Osamu was your official biggest fan, he loved everything you do

But that means he wants to stay your biggest fan, and he knows that you’re pretty well known for boys thinking not so innocent things about you

Again being brothers with atsumu gave him this little sadistic streak

He lets you wear all of the revealing outfits and the bikinis, all for everyone to see

Everyone to see what belongs to him

Like at suna’s party he let you wear a black mini-skirt and a white off the shoulder long sleeved flowy shirt.

You looked good, and all the guys staring at you proved that point tenfold. Three guys had come up to you and tried to get you to go upstairs with them. And it was almost immediately shut down when they noticed the act you were sitting on your boyfriend.

Speaking of, he almost always has you in his lap.

Aww, cute! Not, he like grinding you down on him, that's also why he likes having you wear skirts, easy access to your ass, also a nice way to ensure that he could get more than a few gropes in when he wants

No, it's definitely the way he made you wear thigh highs to school one day and the shortest skirt you owned (like a school skirt) and walked behind you the entire day.

And he just reached behind you and lifted your skirt for the whole hallway to see, but mostly for him

He waists no time when he wants to fuck, he’ll just walk up to and open your legs while making out with either you or your neck.

And yes he has done that in front of atsumu

Who was warned to stay out of their room for a while.

Not to mention all those times he convince you to go to school with no underwear on just for the fun of it

(I didn't tell you this but those off the shoulder mini dresses drive him wild. On graduation day he pulled into a closet and had his way with you. I mean he did say that if you wore that dress he was going to do it, buuuuuut y’know….. yolo)

Kyotani Kentaro

We all know he’s a fighter, which means he gets hurt a lot, which in turn makes him a frequent face in the nurse's office

And who happens to be the nurse's niece? You of course!

And right after school, when your aunt takes her break and leaves you to take care of the office alone

Right after school is also when Kyotani always comes in.

(it’s not like he knew that you would be there alone, and that meant that you had to deal with him and heal him up. And it also is not like he started the fight so he could come here and see you. No not that)

Who am I kidding it was like that.

It was totally like that.

Your hands were just so soft when they put the bandages on and you have to bend down to get the wrapping.

He had a crush, that's what iwaizumi said, and after googling what the symptoms of a crush were he was sure

So with the help of the third years, aka Oikawa just having Iwaizumi repeat what he wanted to say, they had a plan

And the next time he was in the office he asked if you wanted to see a movie with him, it was so cute and he looked so shy

It would have been perfect if after five seconds he tried to take it back, you still went on the date with him though

He was happy.

Angry boy likes hugs

And yes he does, no objections

So when he’s upset he’ll make these grabby hands at you and have you come over and stand with him

He shoves his chin on your shoulder and his hands squeezing your waist and you’ll rock back and forth until he calms down.

He’s also very aware of what you wear

Like how your skirt perfectly frames your legs. How the socks you wear make your legs look 10x longer, and make you look like you’re walking like a model.

Or the dark blue leggings you wore with his alternate jersey and you were cheering for him!

But nothing and I mean NOTHING gets him better than when you wear spandex shorts and one of his shirts. He goes feral every time.

This man is the CEO of picking you up and placing you on his lap, straddle style, and just going ham on you

Not to mention that sometimes when he’s really tired he’ll have you just sitting on his lap while he plays with your thighs

(he also likes playing with your waist and stomach, but he doesn't realize that he’s talking out loud so you can hear all of the “so soft”’s he lets out.

Kuguri

You were one of Mika's close friends so you were always just kind of around

It was a little get together that Daishou threw that really made you two close

It was a weird drinking game of sorts, and it had these teams, and you were out as a pair!

Somehow throughout the game, you guys got side-tracked and just ended up talking to each other the rest of the night

Eventually, you were convinced to go on a double date and the rest was history

He didn't even pay attention to what you wore that much until he heard a few rando kids in the locker room talking about it.

And that’s when he started thinking about just who he was dating

He first realized how round your ass was. Is it normal to look that good in leggings? No one else has ever looked that good to him. With that came his obsession with just touching your butt. He just grabs it or he’ll stop you from walking and palm it. Or he’ll rub circles into it.

(it's cute how intrigued he is by your butt)

Then came his obsession with your thighs. Mostly the way that they spread out when you sit. He didn't even understand why they were just so mesmerizing. They were so squishy too. He likes how they look in his hands-

Lastly was the waist thing. You aren't even sure what it is. He just likes putting his hands on your waist. Like a prom picture. Sometimes he’ll squeeze or run his hands along your sides. But he’s mostly stationary.

He also has this habit of just opening your legs and laying on your stomach.

He is just so into how soft you are.

[sugamamacustard]

Feral Animal

Pairing:  Alpha! Kentarou Kyoutani x Omega! Reader

Genre: Fluff

Request:  Hi! I love your abo blog! I was wondering if you could write about Alpha!Kyotani with an Omega!Reader, where their first encounter catches everyone by surprise? Like, Reader has a traditionally alpha scent (like burning/smokey wood) and can usually get away with being mistaken as an alpha at first glance? It’s fine if you’re asks are full or you don’t want to do this but thanks for your time 😊 —Sno

Summary:  You just wanted to get the boys to practice on time. You weren’t prepared to deal with this.  Good thing you had a gaurdian angel- or should we say, dog. 

Author’s Note: I love Kyoutani so much. Like he’s in my top three people I simp for. 

Requests: Open!

Kentarou Kyoutani

➵ No one gathered in your way when walked down the hall. You smelt strong enough to put them on edge. 

➵ Peoples hackles were constantly raised when you were around, and truthfully, you didn’t know why. 

➵ You were still you. You were still an omega. 

➵ You still ached to reach out for touch, to scent someone, to just have the smallest bit of attention from anyone that wasn’t Iwaizumi.

➵  You and he had met when you were young, and he took to being your personal guardian—since he was a year older than you.

➵  You were thankful for him and his friendship, but that was all it would ever be. You both tried dating in your first year of middle school (Dating being a loose term), but it was obvious you were better off as friends. 

➵ You both still hung out constantly though, and eventually he grew to be an older brother to you.

➵  When you got to high school though, you quickly realized that with Iwaizumi came Oikawa. You had known him just as you had known Iwaizumi, but the other male seemed to keep his distance from you.

➵ It didn’t take a genius to figure out why he was keeping his distance with you. When you and Iwaizumi explained to him there was nothing between the two of you, nor would there ever be, he calmed down. 

➵ The fellow omega (Oikawa is an omega ass bottom change my mind. Unless it comes to requests. Then he’s an alpha for you :D) grew to be close with you as well and if one or the other was being idiotic you stepped in as the shoulder to cry on. 

➵ You were happy for them, truly, but you knew sooner or later you were going to be out of the picture.

➵  They were third years, and you were a second year. They had a relationship that ran deeper than any thing you could offer them.

➵ And that was okay.

➵ Facing the obvious, it’s clear that, because your best friends are those two dorks, you’re into volleyball. Or in the very least, know of it and how to play. Because of this, you’re elected manager.

➵  No more choice. 

➵ You don’t fawn over Oikawa constantly, you can handle Iwaizumi’s outbursts, you were calm with the first years, and you don’t put up with any fan girl’s bullshit. 

➵ You didn’t get the chance to refuse honestly.

➵ “I’m sorry, but unfortunately, Oikawa-Senpai is busy at the moment- “

➵ “Please, just- Let me see him! I won’t be long!” The Alpha pleaded, trying to appease to your sense of empathy. Unfortunately for her, that was dried up before the second girl even looked at you to ask the very same thing. 

➵ You were tired of girls, obviously not getting the hint, trying to confess their undying love to Oikawa every other day. How did they not see he was an Omega? 

➵ Yeah, he had suppressants out the wahzoo but, good golly, his mannerisms were all Omega.  

➵ Apparently this alpha though her and Oikawa would be the ultimate power couple.

➵ “Like I said before, he is busy. Any time you take up is time wasted.” You snorted, turning tail and shutting the gym door, ignoring the screech of anger behind it. You were used to it.

➵  Most times you locked them out, they’d throw a bitch-fit, turn and bad-mouth you to their friends for a few days. 

➵ They’d tease you for your scent—which was a, frankly lovely, pinewood and amber scent—and poke fun at you, saying how ‘you’ll never get an alpha smelling stronger than them” with a sneer. You’ve learned to ignore those types of girls.

➵ What you didn’t expect however, was for her to scream some more, banging on the metal door.

➵  It was ripped open in your moment of shock, making you turn on your heel to face her. 

➵ Her hair, though still relatively upkept, was frizzy with fly-a way’s running out occasionally, but her eyes were what scared you. 

➵ They were constricted to ball point bulbs that were locked onto you, fangs poking out as she snarled at you.

➵ Of course. Because why wouldn’t a feral Alpha be part of your day today?

➵ You growled yourself, trying to reign in your scent but it was getting harder and harder as she stalked closer.

➵ No one else was in the gym, as they were changing in the club room, but you figured you could handle her.

➵ You hoped at least.

➵ She tried pouncing on you, your arms quickly crossing in front of your face to shield yourself, but instead of an angry alpha trying to claw your eyes out, you merely got a gust of wind.

➵   Peeking open an eye—you couldn’t recall closing them, but whatever—you frowned at the face staring back at you.

➵  You hadn’t talked to him, personally, but you knew who he was. Kentarou Kyoutani. 

➵ He was incredibly strong, a worthy advisory, and worst of all…

➵ A ticking time-bomb of an alpha.

➵ He had the resting bitch face to end all resting bitch faces, and the attitude to go with it. He had only said one word to you ever and it was ‘move’. His voice was gruff and angry when he said it, but his eyes softened when you looked up at him. 

➵ He waited patiently for you to gather your things before moving. That was the first, and what you thought, last time you’d ever see the alpha. He entranced you though, so you wouldn’t ever necessarily be opposed to seeing him again. 

➵ Just maybe not in this circumstance.

➵ Kyoutani held the alpha by the collar of her shirt, his lips poked up in a snarl with his canines gleaming dangerously in the sunlight

➵ . Contrary to popular belief, he’d only ever gone feral once in his life. His stepfather, an awful, awful, excuse for an alpha had raised a hand to his Mama.

➵  He refused to let anyone ever raise a hand to omega that day and stuck to his grits with it.

➵  Many people often feared him because of his careful eye and quick reflexes. 

➵ They claimed he was close to going feral because they never cared to admit they were planning on hurting someone. He didn’t care.

➵ At least he didn’t. When he saw you simply turn and close the gym door, he felt his heart skip a beat. 

➵ Maybe it was just the fact that you didn’t relent, or maybe it was the fact that you didn’t care or bend or submiss in the absolute slightest, or maybe it was the waft of the most calming scent he’s ever smelt before.

➵  He knew the other alpha’s scent, as she had practically reeked all over him while asking him for things Oikawa liked before he snapped on her, so this was all you. And he…liked it. 

➵ He hated scents that were too sweet or too ‘exciting’ in a way, but this? This was calming and euphoric all in one and he wanted to straight up bathe in it.  It smelt that good.

➵ He watched the alpha screech, stomping her foot—he could guess she was the very definition of daddy’s girl with her reaction to being told ‘no’—and before he could growl at her to leave, she was forcing open the door and snarling. 

➵ So, he dropped his bag and ran to make sure you were okay. His alpha pawing at him to hurry up. 

➵ He had felt the very same as they day he ran his stepfather out of his life, but this time…This time, he would be sure not to go feral. That would scare you and he couldn’t, wouldn’t risk that.

➵ When he got there, the alpha lunged and he had barely enough time to grab her. You looked shocked to see him, or maybe it was residue from when she broke into the gym, but you didn’t say anything.

➵  He took that as a good sign, turning tail and dragging her to where he dropped his bag. He grabbed it quickly, instead dropping her and rushing back to the gym.

➵  You closed the door behind him, Iwaizumi and Matsukawa quickly locking it. In the time, between Kyoutani dragging out the feral alpha you had the chance to text Iwaizumi, sending choppy and shaky, but succinct, messages to let him know what was going on.

➵  The rest of the team were on their way anyway, so they merely hurried their steps. When they turned to lock the door, you stopped them, crying for them to just wait for a minute.

➵ Kyoutani had run in seconds after your plea and the door was quickly shut. 

➵ Scents were going insane in the gym, but his was most discernible to you. He smelt scared.

➵  Before anyone had a chance to mention it though, he was turning to you and reaching for your face.

➵ you flinched but that didn’t stop him. His fingers were gentle, more so than you could expect from him, and he was so soft while turning your face to observe the damage. Iwaizumi tried to get close, but he was growled at as you were held to Kyoutani’s chest. 

➵  The team could only watch, flabbergasted, as you were hugged and scented by their mad dog. Even more so when you began laughing and purring, placing your hands around his neck.

➵  You whispered something (They were ‘Thank you’ and appreciation whispers) into his ear, making his shoulders visibly relax. No one could really understand what had happened, but they weren’t sure if they wanted to question it just yet.

➵ Well, most of team didn’t at least.

➵ “Aw, Mad dog-Chan! How do you know our little Chibi-chan?” Oikawa laughed, leaning off Iwaizumi as he spun a volleyball on his pointer finger.  

➵ Kyoutani grunted, abruptly pulling away, only to growl and pull you back when his alpha snarled. “Don’t.”

➵ “Wait- wait, wait. Hold on.” Hanamaki snorted, holding his hands up. “So you, Mad dog, most vicious alpha this side of the equator, just decided fuck it, and chose to not only save an omega you’ve never met, but then hog her? I don’t know, Mattsun, seems kind of sus to me.”

➵ “Very sus.” Matsukawa agreed, snickering. He yelped however, when Kyoutani turned to snarl at him, only for you to hold him back. Matsukawa had never felt more scared for his life in that very moment, and he owed you a whole ass chapel.

➵ It stayed like that for the rest of the practice, with you calming Kyoutani down ever time he needed a ‘time out’ and over time he got much better at controlling his anger.

➵ No one was surprised when you walked in two weeks later, a small, thin leather choker clipped on around your neck with a hand-made moon charm hanging from it.

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y’all know that one smut fic with kyotani and he was like “this is where i’m gonna tattoo our babies name” it was so good i literally cant find it help a girl out 🤞

[sugako]

backseat care

kyotani x f!reader  sum: getting elbowed in the face at a concert isn’t new for you, but at least this time it’s by a hot guy  cw: 18+ minors dni, nsfw, minor accidental violence (reader gets a bloody nose/split lip from kyo), mentions of blood, mentions of alcohol (but no one is drunk), slight public sex/car sex, oral (f!receiving), slight overstim, creampie, strangers to lovers wc: 2.4k a/n: i have had such bad writers block lately, but i’ve been wanting to write more kyo content for so long and i miss going to loud basement shows so why not combine both also there’s a longish intro just an fyi

the amount of pain from the limb crashing into your face isn’t all that different from what you’ve felt before. things get messy in the pit, you know that, but when you reach up to wipe the sweat from your upper lip you realize it smells a lot more like copper. just as your nose starts to leak the assailant spins around, looking as if he’s about to tell you off for getting in the way of his arm before his expression drops.

kyotani can’t believe he just gave the prettiest girl he’s ever seen a bloody nose and split lip. your head is tilted down, desperately trying to catch the blood in your palms as you cover up the bottom part of your face. the lights are flashing and it’s dark, but he feels like he can see all of you. 

“i’m sorry.” he huffs over the music. 

“it’s fine, i’m just gonna, uhh...” you choke out, lightly pinching your nose with a little wince. 

“c’mon,” he sighed, “let’s go see if there’s a first aid kit around.” he was already grabbing your arm and dragging you out of the mess of people before you could respond. his firm grip made your mind wander, momentarily distracted from the mess that was your face. 

after scrounging the dingy, cramped space for close to five minutes, he gives a defeated huff. 

“nothing?” you asked nasally, the blood finally slowing to a crawl. he shakes his head, eyebrows tightening together even more. 

“i have a kit in my car if you’re okay with that.” 

“tell me your name and promise you won’t murder me?” you breathe out, already texting the friend you came with about your little injury and that you were stepping out with a stranger. “you don’t really look creepy, but you never know.”

“kentarō kyōtani and no.” he quips back, still guiding you with his hand clamped around your arm out of the building. 

the cool night air runs right through your body, quelling the hotness that’s built up in your face. thankfully, his car is only two spots away from the exit. it’s tiny and black with two thin silver stripes that remind you of the ones that run through his hair, giving him a pseudo-mohawk.

he opens up the rear door, grabbing a box from the floor and motioning for you to sit, of which you happily oblige. under the dim light the car gives off you can clearly see his honey brown eyes and the way his eyeliner is smudged around.

“does it feel broken?” he asks about your nose, cautiously grabbing your chin to inspect the injuries. 

“no, i don’t think so. my mouth really hurts though.” you mumble out, heart racing under his calloused touch. 

“good, it doesn’t look broken. and your lip is a little split.” he rummages through the kit, pulling out a wipe that he carefully rubs along your face where the blood has caked and dried. 

“you’re pretty good at this, go to lots of rough shows?” you awkwardly break the tense quiet, trying to not move your lips much as you talk. 

“no, i play volleyball.” he says simply. it’s impossible for you to really tell whether it’s a joke or not, but out of gut reaction you laugh. “i’m not kidding,” he sighs, tossing the dirty wipe in a small trash carrier inside the car and pulling a tiny pad from the kit to press to your open lip. 

“oh, sorry, really? that’s pretty cool. didn’t realize volleyball was really a big contact sport. though i guess you could get hit in the face with the ball a lot.” 

“don’t get hit a ton in the face in Division 2 volleyball, but you can fall hard.”

another moment of silence passes when he takes the padding away from your lip and inspects your face once again. although your heart hasn’t slowed, it seems he’s just realized how close you’re faces are and how he’s kneeling between your thighs that keep twitching every time he leans in a little closer. 

“i wouldn’t expect a, uh, a professional volleyball player at a place like this.” voice all spluttery like you can’t control it. 

“you shouldn’t assume things about people.” he says simply, not moving a muscle. “your lips look better now,” he’s whispering now, the smooth vibrations of his voice echoing around in your head like a bouncy ball, “wanna try them out?” 

part of you wants to laugh at how cheesy his words are, but more of you is interested in how his lips would feel against yours. he doesn’t move a muscle, the needy feeling that’s burning inside of him can’t be seen through his eyes, but you catch it in the way his jaw tenses while he patiently waits for your answer. 

“that’s a great idea,” you whisper back as his face closes in on yours. 

his motions are gentle and measured, it’s easy to tell he’s holding back by the way his hands twitch against your waist. carefully, he’s avoiding the edge of your lip where it’s still bruised and open, but as he presses harder and harder into you, the pain grows. nothing about the kiss is nice - everything tastes of cheap beer, blood, sweat, and disinfectant, but it feels good. 

it feels as though his clawing fingers are burning into your sides, forcing you further into the backseat of the car. letting yourself willingly move back, he clumsily reaches up to snap the automatic light off in the roof, not quite closing the door all the way behind him. 

when his teeth scrape against your wound, you let out a small yelp against your own will. before the noise is even done coming out of your mouth, he pulls away, adjusting so he isn’t crushing you so hard into the seats, and cradling your face. 

“sorry,” you pant out, “just hurts a little.” 

at this angle he can see how little tears have pricked in the edge of your eyes, purely from the gentle stinging pain. it hurts his heart a little that he’s caused you some pain, but you look so pretty like this with your teary eyes and pink tongue sticking out as you quietly gasp for air. 

“let’s give you a little break, huh.” he chuckles, sitting back on his heels and grabbing your knees to hook over his shoulders. it takes a minute for your foggy brain to realize what’s happening, but as he lowers himself between your thighs, the sight makes you clench around nothing and everything clicks into place. 

suddenly you’re glad you wore a skirt. he nips up your already shaking thighs, eyes locked between your legs groaning at the pretty panties that were clinging to the slickness of your folds. he flips your skirt up, pressing your knees tighter to your body when his broad shoulders lift your legs higher. 

“please...?” you whimper when you feel his breath against you. 

“need to cum?” he questions, teasingly, mouthing over your clothed cunt. 

“yes, please, wanna cum.” hips barely jerking under him, desperate for anything. 

“pfft, i can tell. so wet already.” kyōtani mumbles into you just before he reaches his arms around your legs and rests them just above your pelvis, using one hand to pull aside the thin fabric. before the cool air could even hit your exposed flesh, his mouth came down on you, messily lapping up your slit, tasting you completely before he began to circle your clit. 

when he finally arrives at your sensitive, little bud your hips involuntarily twitch against him, begging for release. hot breaths and moans filled up the space of the car, barely escaping through the tiny crack where the backdoor wasn’t completely closed, just resting against the hinge. 

the small fear of being caught or seen urged you on, encouraging you to cum as fast as you could. not that you really needed to do much when he had such great control of his tongue and two of his fingers easily slipped past your entrance, curling against your spongey walls. 

“k-kentarō!” you squeaked out, waves of relief edging up on you, “gonna cum, please, gonna cum.” the words came out like a broken record, separated by little hiccupped moans. 

“asking permission?” his low laugh vibrated across you skin. “that’s cute.” as soon as the words were out, he went back lapping and sucking your swollen clit. 

it only took moments for you to fall into your high, body squirming under him, limbs twitching in time with the way your cunt clamped around his fingers that just kept pumping into you. all the while his mouth didn’t stop, he didn’t even hesitate. 

he just kept lapping up your clit until your nails were digging into his wrist that was resting on your tummy, sobbing out moans. you didn’t want him to stop but the feeling was overwhelming, like you couldn’t stop cumming. briefly, you wondered if it was always supposed to be like this, body and brain turning fuzzy as he finally slowed enough for you to rest. 

the little whine you let out when he took his fingers from your pulsing hole made him grind his hips into the seat. you let out a low groan as you watched him stick his fingers into his mouth and suck them clean, his eyes never leaving yours. 

“feel good?” he grumbles out, languidly flattening his tongue against you to take another slow lap. 

it’s nearly impossible to focus with the way he’s touching you, but you manage out the words you want to say. “uh-huh, want...want more.” you shyly make out. 

“more?” one of his angled brows shoots up before he shrugs and roughly laps against your clit. body betraying you, it crumbles under him, hips already bucking up into his nose again before you can reach down and drag him off of you by his short curls. 

“no...no,” you gasp, “want your cock.” 

his eyes soften for a second before the expression is replaced with something a little more feral. “why not just say so.” he hums, pants already unbuttoned, pulling them down just enough so his cock can slip out. 

you can’t help the gasp that breaks past your lips. it’s embarrassing, but he’s beautiful and you’re sure that his pretty cock could fill you up two times over. before you bask too much in the pleasantness of the moment, he reaches down to tear at your panties. 

“hey!” you yelp, unable to do much with your ankles still propped up on his shoulders. 

“eh, there was a pull in the seam anyway.” he says back lamely, leaning back in so he can loom over you, smirking when his cock slaps against your folds and you squirm under him.

“i...i liked them.” you pout, trying to ignore the burn between your legs. he presses a hot kiss against your jaw and licks up the shell of your ear. admittedly, he liked them quite a bit too.

“go on a real date with me sometime and i’ll get you a new pair.” his hips rut against yours, rubbing the tip of his cock against your still sensitive folds. 

“oh, uhh- okay, yeah.” surprised by his proposition, but already hoping you’d meet him again, you quickly agree. 

“good.” he says while he lines himself, pushing in and trying to ignore how tightly you were clenching around him. his thumb comes down on your clit, rubbing tight circles to get you to settle as he bottomed out. 

your eyes didn’t deceive you, he certainly filled you to the brim and he knew how to use his entire body. still so close from his prior ministrations you found yourself already shuddering under his touch, the coil in your belly snapping even more harshly this time as you came undone around his cock. 

he shallowly pumped into you, getting you used to the size while you squeezed and sucked him in. 

“feel so good,” he grunts, “want me to fuck this pretty pussy?”

it’s not a real question, not when you’re arching into him, whimpering and moaning incoherencies, but you quickly nod to answer anyway. his grin makes your heart race, and he hurries to pull out nearly all the way before slamming back into you, setting a quick pace from the start. 

you have the brace the back of your head to stop it from crashing into the car door as he rams you into the seats, body at the will of his harsh thrusts. mouth open in a silent scream, only choked whines crack out from your throat that he quickly swallows up with a messy kiss. 

pent up from the entire day and the ghost of the taste of your cunt still on his lips, he feels himself getting close, encouraged on by the way you keep fluttering around him. as if sensing, by the way his kiss tightens up and his arms tense, you pull away and nod up at him. 

“want you to cum in me.” you quickly assure him. 

he lets out a sharp gasp, hips already stuttering against yours as he nods back in silent agreement. swallowing hard, he rests his head against your shoulder, letting his hips fall against yours, cock twitching against your aching, gummy walls, filling you with cum. 

after his labored breathing slows and you relax under him, he presses a soft kiss to your cheek and steadily sits up and pulls out. the gasp you let out when you’re empty is nearly enough to make his cock twitch again, but he holds back. he watches as your poor cunt quivers around nothing, eyeing the way his cum slowly dribbles out of you. 

achingly, you sit up when he lets your legs slide off his arms, leaning against the car door closest to you to get a good look at him while he tucks himself back into his pants, ignoring the messy, stickiness between his legs for now. you feel the mix of cum between your legs start to seep out, tightly closing your thighs to keep from making a mess on his car seats. 

grabbing your phone from where it had fallen onto the floor, you toss it at him before grabbing your destroyed panties off the spot in the bench between the two of you. 

“put your number in. we can go shopping this weekend.” you sigh with a soft smile. for once, getting a dumb injury at a shitty show was worth your while. 

[hornime]

mutually assured destruction | kyoutani kentarou x gn!reader

he pushed your cheeks in with his fingers, effectively quieting your protests. “be quiet,” he spat, “and take what i give you. or nothing at all.”

warnings: 18+, fwb!kyoutani, hate sex, degradation, orgasm denial, fighting for dominance (idek if that’s a thing but it should be), both you and kyo are BRATTY AS HELL, some choking, spitting, CHAIN BITING, kinda toxic ?? but like mutually so it cancels out cus pemdas ???

w/c: 1.7k (i got carried away but kyoutani is just so sexy)

a/n: the way i came up with this title while studying for apush and then kyoutani flooded my mind and suddenly the catalysts of the cold war no longer mattered to me anymore.

you and kyoutani were not a good mix, not by a long shot. simply being in the same room was a disaster waiting to happen; he was a bundle of tnt and you were a lit match. for all that you hated each other, though, both of you needed the other for something: a fuck that would never disappoint.

the sex, just like your relationship, was explosive. it was heart-stopping, ab-clenching, vision-blinding, breath-stealing, hardcore-as-fuck sex. neither of you could get enough of it nor wane yourself off it. you were addicted.

it made you hate him even more.

[11:05 PM] kyo-kyo: come over

you cringed at the contact name. you must’ve changed it after the last time you hooked up, all stupid and cock-drunk. you quickly retyped his contact info before responding to his message.

[11:05 PM] you: why

[11:05 PM] kyoutani: are you an idiot? you know why

[11:05 PM] you: ik i just wanna hear u say it

[11:05 PM] you: say that ur soooooo horny that you just haddddd to text me

[11:06 PM] kyoutani: no. fuck you.

[11:06 PM] you: fine. im not coming over then.

you both knew that was a lie.

[11:08 PM] you: have fun taking care of urself.

[11:08 PM] you: needy bitch.

[11:08 PM] kyoutani: watch it. i wasnt this mean when you were begging me to fuck you last week.

you sighed. that was a moment of weakness.

[11:08 PM] kyoutani: whatd you say last time? something along the lines of “ill do whatever you want just come fuck me”?

[11:11 PM] kyoutani: *attachment: one (1) screenshot*

[11:11 PM] kyoutani: ohh it was “ill do whatever you want PLEASE just come fuck me”

[11:12 PM] kyoutani: youre so much nicer to be around when you use your manners

definitely a moment of weakness.

[11:12 PM] you: fuck off i get it. im coming

[11:12 PM] kyoutani: doors unlocked

the moment you nudged your way into his apartment, he was on you, hands gripping tightly at the flesh of your hips and teeth nibbling at your bottom lip.

“get off,” you groaned, pushing him away. as you peeled off your jacket, you glanced down at his pants and looked back up at his face with an amused expression. “are you hard already?”

he met your eyes with a gaze of lust—and was that desperation?—before turning to walk towards his bedroom, expecting you to follow. “no.”

“yes you are,” you teased. “you really needed me, didn’t you? you’re absolutely pathe—”

before you could finish, kyoutani grabbed your wrist before practically dragging you to his bed. he pushed you onto the mattress and, with his hands on your waist, maneuvered your body up until your head rested between his two pillows. “stop fucking talking. your voice is annoying.”

“at least i can keep it in my pants,” you retorted. “you’re just embarrassingly horny.”

“you wouldn’t be here if you weren’t.” that shut you up.

he crept towards you until the gold chain around his neck dangled tantalizingly in your face. in an instant, you were kissing, aggressively melding your lips together in a mess of teeth and tongue. kyoutani’s hands clumsily reached for your bottoms, briefly breaking the kiss to unbutton your pants and yank them, along with your underwear, off your legs. he then did the same to himself, giving his leather belt a thoughtful once-over before glancing back at your face. he was clearly deliberating about something in his head, though you were completely clueless as to what, but he ultimately threw the belt to the side alongside his jeans with a shrug of his shoulders. maybe next time, he thought.

meanwhile, you’d taken off your shirt and were tugging at the hem at kyoutani’s. he seized your forearm, “stop being so impatient,” he chastised, before pulling the cloth over his head and letting it drop to the floor.

breathless, you both marveled in the glory of the other’s naked body. kyoutani, a lot more eager than you—though he’d rather die than admit that—closed the distance between you, leaning down to suck on your tongue. when he separated from you, his eyes cloudy and cheeks flushed, you spit in your palm, maintaining eye contact while feeling blindly for his cock.

he hissed, briefly shutting his eyes, as your fingers closed around his shaft, leisurely stroking up and down. 

“where’s the lube?”

“in the,“ his voice became strained as your thumb swirled his pre-cum around the tip, “the bo-bottom drawer. i’ll,” he groaned. “i’ll get it.”

you released his cock as he leaned over, opening the drawer and pulling out the bottle. he dribbled some of the liquid on the pads of his fingers and brought them closer to your hole. you tensed, eyes squeezing in anticipation as you prepared for the intrusion.

nothing happened.

in confusion, you opened your eyelids only to be met with the mildly-entertained expression of the man above you. “so hasty,” he tsked. his fingertips circled your fluttering hole but did nothing more.

“stop teasing,” you pleaded.

he slowly inched his fingers in, groaning as he watched your walls stretch to accommodate him. for a few minutes, he did nothing but push in and out and scissor his fingers, making you wider and wider.

“put it in.”

your words were met with little resistance—he wanted this as much as you did, if not more—and he repositioned himself, aligning his cock with your hole, now stretched and slick with lube. he moved his hips in, moaning lightly as he bottomed out.

“f-fuck,” he mumbled. “you’re so tight.”

“just move.”

he obliged, thrusting in and out, faster and faster, until you both were crying out in pleasure, scrumptiously close to your orgasms.

“i’m gonna cum soon,” you babbled. “don’t s-stop.”

“oh, are you now?”

you nodded mindlessly, brain hazy and unable to register the sinister undertone of his question.

“y-yeah. i’m so close. so. close—fuck i’m gon-”

kyoutani suddenly halted his movements, eyes blazing as he looked down at you.

“wha-why’d you stop?” you couldn’t help but whine. “i was so close.”

“are you seriously asking me that? why i stopped?” he taunted. “who’s the one that called me a ‘needy bitch’? huh?”

shit. if you’d known that he was going to use your jabs against you like this, you never would’ve made them. hindsight is a bitch.

“i didn’t mean it, kyo,” you pleaded, innocently using the cute nickname. “you know that. so why don’t you just give me what i wan-”

he pushed your cheeks in with his fingers, effectively quieting your protests. “be quiet,” he spat, “and take what i give you. or nothing at all.”

he thought for a moment. “and call me ken.”

he resumed his thrusts, significantly more erratic than before, and you couldn’t help but call out his name: ken, k-ken, fuck ken, more. 

however, you’d sobered up from your denied release, and a wicked plan was beginning to formulate in your head. kyoutani, actually ken, now, was losing his composure even faster than you were—he’d denied himself an orgasm for the sake of punishing you, after all. you could tell that his dominance was crumbling—his shaking forearms and barely concealed moans had not gone unnoticed—and now was a good a time as ever for revenge. 

and his chain, his stupid, fucking, gold chain, was getting on your nerves, clashing with your face every time his hips met yours. fed up and driven by vengeance, you clasped your teeth around the glimmering necklace, catching him off-guard.

he looked down at you, curiosity shining through his lustful gaze. “what’re yo-”

you quickly jerked your head to the side, yanking him off balance and making him land on his side. in an instant, you’d forced him onto his back and straddled his muscular thighs, a triumphant look visible on your face. 

“how’d you even d-” ken choked on his words as you slammed back down on him again, taking him impossibly deeper. his hands scrambled to grip the bedsheets, “shit.”

“for the record,” you panted in between heavy breaths, rocking your hips, “i called you a needy bitch because you are a needy bitch.”

“shut up. no i’m no-”

your hand closed around his neck, preventing him from continuing. “yes you are,” you insisted, “and you’ll take whatever i give you.”

he shook his head out of your grasp, gasping for air. “i fucking hate you.”

“open your mouth,” you ordered. he glared at you defiantly. “open,” you purposefully clenched, tightening your hold on his cock, “up.”

at the sudden change in pressure, he couldn’t help but throw his head back and moan, allowing you to harshly grab his chin and let your salvia drip off your lips onto his awaiting tongue.

“swallow,” you demanded.

overwhelmed by the undeniable pleasure coursing through his veins, he did so without complaint. why does it taste good, he sighed internally. now i’m gonna want more.

just a few thrusts later, you both reached your orgasms, moaning far too loud in a room of walls that were far too thin. the intensity made your muscles turn to jelly and you collapsed onto ken’s chiseled chest, your bodies both trembling.

“‘m tired,” you mumbled into his collarbone.

“yeah me too,” he snapped. “you’re fucking exhausting to be around. i don’t know why i do it.”

“i do,” you teased, raising your head, “‘cus you’re a needy bi-”

he mashed your cheek back into his shoulder. “don’t finish that.” you weren’t sure if the fuzziness in your mind was clouding your judgement, but you swore you could hear the hint of a snicker in his voice.

gradually shaking the exertion out of your limbs, you picked up your clothes and got dressed, walking out ken’s front door with a middle-finger throw over your shoulder.

“i hope i never have to see you again!” he called out behind you.

as you headed back to your apartment, your phone buzzed with a text:

[02:01 AM] ken: i have a team dinner on tues and its gonna be annoying and ill probably be frustrated as hell

[02:01 AM] ken: so

you hesitated before responding.

[02:01 AM] you: i can be there around 10

[02:02 AM] ken: cool. sounds good

you couldn’t help the corners of your mouth from turning up. you were happy—in a sick, perverted, sex-crazed kind of way—but happy all the same.

tuesday couldn’t come soon enough. you were going to absolutely destroy each other.

© property of hornime 2021. do not plagiarize any of my writing and do not repost/copy my writing onto any other sites.

[wwwcapricorncom]

Oral Fixation- with Kyoutani Kentarou

                                      For Kinktober 2021!

Featuring: Kyotani Kentarou 

Kinks: Oral fixation

mouth fingering, gagging, and oral (m! Receiving), Characters aged up, MINORS DNI.

WC:711

This was your heaven.

Your legs tucked under you as the hardwood floor began to bruise the flesh of your knees and shins. Tucked in between Kyo’s wide spread legs looking up at him with fluttery eyes as he responded to your gaze with a hard stare, lips parted softly. His fingers stuffed to the first knuckle in your mouth as he pressed them against your tongue, forcing your jaw down.

Saliva began to run down his hand and your neck as you stayed still, not daring to swallow. This is how he liked you too, so obedient before him and making a mess of yourself in hopes that if you did everything right then he’ll give you more. For the tough guy he was, he was quick to spoil you as he shoved his two fingers further in your mouth. Down to the second knuckle and your eyes fluttered closed, pussy growing wet.

“Go ahead.” He didn’t have to elaborate, you two have been through this before, you happily closed your mouth around his fingers. Humming lewdly, as you sucked on them, hot tongue slithering around his digits. You lather them up with spit before lightly grazing your teeth on the skin, slowly nibbling before he grabs your chin roughly.

Your eyes open slowly, wanting to watch the show, as he begins to shove his fingers roughly in your mouth making you gag. He loved it. Loved how you allowed him to grip your face roughly, shove his lengthy and thick fingers as far as he could in your hot mouth. Your tongue soft against his touch as he retracted them, rubbing the spit on your mouth and cheeks, some falling onto your heaving chest. He was always so concentrated when doing it too, which is why you always kept your eyes open, swooning over the way his breaths came out in slow puffs as his lips stayed parted.

“Can I-?” You would eventually say flicking your eyes up at him then down at his straining cock. He licks his lips and hums gruffly, grabbing your head and pushing it in his lap. You can smell how aroused he is, sticking your face further in his lap as you cup his bulging tip within your mouth through his tight boxers.  

The way you worship whatever he puts into your mouth makes his body hot with anticipation and need but he, just for a few moments, allows you this much. Allows you to kiss and lick him through the fabric as long as you want even if it’s teasing the fuck out of him, panting increasing, as you squeeze your legs together feverishly. Making sure he doesn’t rush you through this.

He lets out a low, barely audible moan when you finally pull his underwear down, his hard cock slapping his skin before you grab it. It’s hot in your hands, sticky with precum, and you drool as you quickly pop it into your mouth. You moan hard, it’s your fav when you just put it in and it’s pulsating so hard that your tongue can't help but have a field day.

[the-atlas-sister]

Making Out (Aoba Johsai Boys)

Oikawa:

I swear to god, you thought, stomping around the empty school halls. Oikawa, your shitty boyfriend was late for his volleyball practice, which was rare. But since everyone knew you were dating, the team made you go look for him.

"SHITTYKAWA!" you yelled, frustrated with your pretty-boy boyfriend. Suddenly, a hand reached out of a classroom and grabbed you before pulling you in. You screamed, only for a hand to cover your mouth.

"Hush, Little Cutie, it's not time for you to scream yet," Oikawa's voice chuckled.

"Oikawa!" you exclaimed, pushing him away. "What the hell? You should be at practice!"

"I knew they'd send you after me," Oikawa smirked, picked you up by your thighs. He placed you on one of the empty desks, standing between your legs.

"You suck," you scoffed, leaning back on your palms.

"You're starting to sound like Iwaizumi," Oikawa pouted.

"Maybe I should go get him to kick your ass," you said, ignoring Oikawa's pout as he leaned forward.

"I'd rather you do it," he smirked, making you snort.

"First of all, what ass?" you joked, making Oikawa frown again with a whine. "Second, was that supposed to be kinky?"

"Kinda," he mumbled- his ears flushing pink.

"You suck at this," you giggled but wrapped your arms around the taller boy's neck. "But your cute."

Oikawa smiled slightly at the sweet compliment.

"But you still need to get back to practice," you said.

"In a bit," Oikawa smirked, pulling you close to him by your hips. Before you could answer, he pressed his lips against yours. You rolled your eyes but kissed back. You cupped the sides of his neck. "I love you, cutie," he mumbled, leaning back a bit.

"Shut up and kiss me," you mumbled, pulling him back.

You felt him smirk against your lips, his hands moving around your waist. He licked your bottom lip gently, and you opened your mouth- letting his talented tongue slip through. You let out a breathy sigh and his tongue massaged your own. "Little Cutie," he teased, pulling away and kissing down your jaw.

You laced your fingers through his soft hair as he moved down to your neck, occasionally nipping at the skin. You moaned quietly as he reached your soft spot skillfully. "Oik-"

"I swear to god you two," Iwaizumi sighed from the doorway of the classroom. "You can't keep your hands off each other for ten seconds, can you?"

"You're just jealous you don't have a little lady of your own," Oikawa smirked.

Iwaizumi scowled before stomping towards the two of you, grabbing your boyfriend's collar.

Oikawa yelped as his friend yanked on him, pulling him away. "Bye, Y/N," he said, bowing slightly before smacking Oikawa.

Iwaizumi:

"Y/n!" Oikawa exclaimed, bursting into your room.

"What do you want idiot?" you asked, looking at him.

"Iwa-chan is coming over," Oikawa stated. You smiled brightly at the mention of your boyfriend. "So, stay in here."

"Why?" you frowned. "He's my boyfriend."

"I'm aware," Oikawa frowned. "But he's here to see me, so I don't need you to distract him."

"Your ridiculous," you scoffed.

"Just... stay!" Oikawa stated, pointing at you.

You stuck your tongue out at your older brother. "You can't keep me here forever!" you called as he walked out, closing the door behind him.

***

"There you are," Iwazumi said, walking into your room with a smile.

"Hajme," you smiled back, jumping out of your bed.

"Where have you been?" he asked as you wrapped your arms around the taller boy's waist. "You've left me with Shittykawa." You tucked your head against Iwaizumi's chest, humming as he hugged you and kissed the top of your head.

"He forebade me from the rest of the house," you said, looking up at Iwaizumi.

"Why?" he asked, his brows furrowing.

"So I wouldn't distract you," you shrugged. "I think my dummy brother is getting jealous of how much time I'm spending with his best friend."

"Well, I wanna spend time with you," Iwaizumi stated.

"Since when have you been all soft?" you teased, making him blush.

"Shut up," he grumbled. "Lazykawa's in the bathroom, so do you wanna do something?" He smirked. "Jump- will ya?" You jumped and Iwaizumi caught your thighs. You wrapped your legs around his waist.

"What are you suggesting, Boss?" you asked, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"What do you think Babygirl?" he smirked, placing kissing along the side of your neck.

"Do we have time?" you questioned, lacing one hand through Iwaizumi's hair.

"Sure we do," he stated, biting down on the skin between your shoulder and neck.

"Okay," you said, grabbing Iwaizumi's face and smashing his lips against yours.

Iwaizumi gripped your thighs tighter, making you gasp gently. He smiling slightly, slipping his tongue past your lips. You let him take domanice- knowing better then to challenge him.

"Iwa!" Oikawa yelped, making the two of you pull apart. "I knew you'd be here." You let out a tired sigh. "Y/N! I told you to stay away today!" he whined.

"He came in here!" you defended, hopping out of Iwaizumi's grasp. "So yell at him!"

"I-" Oikawa was cut off by Iwaizumi slamming the door in his face. "HEY!" Iwaizumi smirked, locking it.

"Where were we?"

Kyōtani Kentarō:

You looked up from your phone when you heard stomping down your hallway, followed by your bedroom door being slammed open.

He grunted, making you cock an eyebrow.

"You know I can't understand you when you grunt," you stated, looking back at your phone.

"Where the hell where you?" Kyōtani asked, glaring at you from your doorway.

"Um-" you looked around before looking back at him, confused. "Here?"

"We had a game," Kyōtani scowled, walking further into the room, slamming the door behind him.

"Oh," you said, putting down your phone and sitting up. "How was it?"

"We won," he said, but he still held his scowl.

"That's great!" you said, smiling.

"Why the hell weren't you there?" he snapped, standing in front of your bed.

"I figured you didn't want me to distract you," you stated as Kyōtani sat at the end of your bed.

"What made you think that?" he scoffed, grabbing your ankles and pulling you towards him.

"That's why you hate Oikawa's fangirls," you shrugged, letting Kyōtani pull you into his lap. "And you won, so maybe I'm right."

"Shittykawa's fangirls are just screaming about how attractive he is," Kyōtani stated, wrapping his arms around your waist.  "You don't do that."

"So... I'm like your good luck charm?" you smirked.

Kyōtani blushed and let out a gentle grunt. He leaned forward, but you gripped his chin- stopping him.

"You have to say it," you teased.

He growled lowly. "Fine- you're... my good luck charm," he grumbled, pressing his head against your chest.

"Aw," you smiled, running your fingers over his scalp.

"Can I kiss you now?" he grumbled against your chest.

You cupped his face, bringing him to face you. "Go ahead," you smiled.

Kyōtani gave you one of his rare smiles before pressing his lips against yours. You let your eyes flutter closed as your draped your arms over the blondes shoulders.

He pulled you closer by your hips- if possible, his kiss getting rougher. He bit down on your lip- making you gasp gently. He used this opportunity to slip his tongue past your lips.

Your tongues fought for domanice, making Kyōtani let out a low growl before taking over your mouth.

You pulled away, gasping slightly for air.

Kyōtani gripped your chin and tilted your head up. He placed wet kisses down your throat, making you breath shakily.

"Be at our next game," he snarled, biting down just above your collar bone. "Understand?" You moaned softly in response. "Good girl." He continued to place hickies up and down your neck.

"Hey Y/n-" your younger sibling said, walking into your room. They stopped mid-sentence- their eyes going wide at your current position.

"Hey, s/n," you said- your voice quiet with embarrassment. Your sibling smiled. "No, don't-"

"MOM!"

[incorrectly-haikyuu]

Haikyuu Incorrect Quotes

Iwaizumi: I never tell people off the bat that I'm gay. I wait. I wait until they say some homophobic shit and then I laugh and am like "you know I'm gay right?" and watch the look of terror on their face.

Kyoutani (Mad Dog): Kyoutani: I like you.

[lo-vesimping]

ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅꜱ

♥ character : kyotani kentaro (maddog <3)

♡ warning(s) : none, fluff again ^^ 

♥ author-chan : hikaru

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The silence was... not awkward. It was comfortable. Well, for you anyway. For him? A thousand words prowling through his mind but nothing came out of his mouth. The sound of you rummaging through the first aid kit feels like a scratch in his ear. Deciding he had enough, he asked a question carefully to break the silence.

"Are you mad at me?"

"No Ken, I'm just disappointed that you broke our promise," You frowned. He promised not to get into fights voluntarily. You really don't like seeing him hurt but you also know how he can get when he is in his emotions.

"I’m sorry, i’ll do better next time,"

You just hum and continue to focus on cleaning up his wounds.

Your knees keep bumping with his while trying to reach his face. He quickly lifts you up and puts you down on his lap. Your eyes widen in surprise and cheeks flushed in pink.

"You need to reach my face," he says. As he rests his hands on your waist, he wasn't even fazed by what he just did. You like it when he does that since you definitely weren't the bold type.

"I just don’t like seeing you hurt okay?" You worriedly scold him.

"But it doesn't hurt though- ouch!" He yelped as you put a bit of pressure.

"Are you sure?" You asked cheekily while grinning. Oh look at that beautiful smile. You don't know how glad he's now that you've smiled. He doesn't like seeing a frown adorning your face.

"Give me your hand, i know i've seen a few scratches there," you said with your hands open, waiting for him to give his hands to you. He put his hands on top of yours gently. You start to work carefully.

"Done!" you exclaimed cutely with a smile, satisfied with your work.

"Thank you babe." It's a simple thanks from him but his gaze conveyed a lot more. So much more. Grateful that you chose to walk beside him. That you stayed.

"No problem, we promised to take care of each other right?" You cup his face, making sure to keep eye contact as you knew your words weren't enough to get your feelings across.

"Oh wait, I forgot something!" You exclaimed. He was about to ask what you've forgotten when you lean in and place a lingering kiss on his forehead.

"Wh- what was that?" A slow smile builds on his face as the surprise sinks in.

"Get well soon kiss! It helps you heal faster!" You explained brightly. He pulls you closer to hug you (and hides his blushing face on the crook of your neck). You were only making him want to get into fights more if this is what he gets at the end. But he thinks that you will be more happy if he keeps his promise, so he will try his hardest to keep it.

He was certain that you were in fact an angel because no human can be this lovely. You hug back happily and scrape your nail softly on his head.

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✪ bonus :

 ❥ You stayed in that position for a long time.

❥ He agrees that his wounds heal faster (shush it did okay? it usually took a week and this time it only took five days for it to not sting)

❥ When he gets injured in a match, he will look for you on the sidelines to get his kiss. He would not go back to the court if he hasn't got his kiss yet.

[rintarouss]

𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗢𝗠 𝗕𝗙 𝗧𝗘𝗫𝗧𝗦 𝗙𝗧 𝗞𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗜 𝗞𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗢𝗨 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝟮 !

𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲: here's something until i go offline for like the rest of the weekend bc exams💔‼️

𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀: kyoutani kentarou x f!reader

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: profanity, suggestive themes, mentions of violence if u squint, implied self-doubt, reader being possessive over kyo wearing grey sweats

[𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝟭]

© 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗕𝗘𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗦 𝗧𝗢 𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗢𝗨𝗦𝗦 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟭. 𝗗𝗢 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗠𝗢𝗗𝗜𝗙𝗬 𝗢𝗥 𝗥𝗘𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗧. 𝗿𝗲𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 !

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @dancingazaleas @izukine @okayitadori @txzierbaby @mitsuluv​ @xenihime @conniesspringersgf​ @fiaficsxo​ @luvmegumi​ @oblxvion​ @aotwrites

[kkusuka]

Helloooo, your writing on the aftermath hc was just ✨immaculate✨ please if you can write more to those i would be super mega happy, just if you want lol. Also I am loving your blog! Hope you have a nice day and a happy new year! <3

stardust you have my heart

da bois : matsukawa, suna, kyotani (daddy maddog), kuroo, daichi, oikawa, futakuchi

pt.1 

matsukawa issei

𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚙 ☀︎︎

simply, he has a big dick

and god does he know how to use it

and he’s a quick learner too, by the second time you two fucked he already knew exactly where to aim for you to feel the best

and this is where it all began

what’s worse is sex gets better and better every time he’s in you

but better=harder=longer= you look like you’ve been hit my a car

or was lifting weights the entire night before

the two of you have mastered just ignoring the looks and just the limp in general

but it seemed some people just couldn’t get past it

“ y/n, are you ok? you’ve been limping all week”

yeah issei got a really good laugh at your explaining that you were fine

of course the sex was too good for you to stop

limp or not matsukawa makes it worth it

and having him carry you around the next morning will never get old

suna rintarou

𝕒 𝕗𝕦𝕝𝕝 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕣𝕒 𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕝 ❣︎

even if it’s the total opposite of their school motto, suna likes memories

specifically memories of you bouncing in on his dick

and considering that suna has a fairly high sex drive (no question he’s a horny boy and we know it)

also consider that he not only records but takes pictures, from as many angles as he can

it kills his phone storage!

but you have a phone don’t you? you can just send them to him or something

and by the end of the month both of your camera rolls were full of pictures and videos of you two fucking

even blowjobs

(his favorite tho, a “selfie” of you sitting on his face. back arched and grinding into his face)

yeah the both of you invested in more phone storage and had to filter some stuff to his computer for safe keeping

a tiny little thing

suna doesn’t hide these photos either

all you have to do is open his phone and go to the camera to see anything you’ve pretty much done in the past

this lead to the entire japanese national olympic team seeing more that a few pictures of you losing yourself on him

thanks atsumu, no more selfie’s on suna’s phone

kyotani kentaro

𝒃𝒆𝒅𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒔 

(bed sheet imprints)

face down ass up, somehow you’re always in this position

and we all know he’s got some pent up anger that has to be released in some way

you see where this is going right?

yeah you aren’t getting out of that position until you collapse, but the hell just kinda pick you back up

you know those really good naps? and how you get those imprints you get?

yeah those are alllllll over you, and he loves it

after sex he gets so soft 🥺

he likes to cuddle and we all know it

he’ll lay your body over his and he’ll just rub your arms and just stare at them

he doesn’t voice it but he loves seeing the physical evidence that you belong to him

aaaannnnddd it gives he more of a reason to hold you in his arms

he tell you it’s because he “feels bad” about marking your skin

you’re not gonna argue against you secretly cuddle loving boyfriend

kuroo tetsuro

ʀɪᴘᴘᴇᴅ ᴘᴀɴᴛɪᴇs ꕥ

they are just so hard to get off

it takes too long and he’d just rather be in you

its gotten so bad they you walk around your house with not panties on

its not worth wearing them only to be shredded on the floor like they never existed. 

but when you do have your own little protest for your panties

he’ll wave you over  and hook his fingers over the sides of the garment

and yank!!

there they go, like they never existed in the first place

that is until you discover his stash of your ripped underwear in his side of your shared closet. 

eventually you run out of underwear to rip

and that means kuroo can take you to the lingere shop and buy you a ton on stuff. 

but that also mean he gets his annual panty fashion show

you could rival the victoria secret girls when you do it for him

sex is just too good for you to be worrying about some silly panties

sawamura daichi (he is very hot and we need to recognize it) 

𝓪 𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓭 ☯︎︎

Daichi just goes so hard

And he makes you ragasm at leat twice before he’s even in you

Then he fucks you stupid

It is unfair how good he makes you feel

But too many orgasms come with a price

One serious cloudy mind that eventually forms a light head 

You can't even think about what you want to do

Its all just fog and orgasic glow

And he knows it too, he purposely makes you unable to think

But when you do come back, a bath is being run for you

And a sort of tea is next to the bed

With either chocolate or another sweet snack of some sort

Even if he is strict in bed, he takes very good care of his baby, a bath and cuddles are just what you need to get back your working mind

oikawa tooru

IᑎᗩᗷIᒪIY TO ᖴOᖇᗰ ᗯOᖇᗪs

This man is lateral mind fuck

Two things play into your inability to speak almost every time he fucks you

One, he wants to hear you scream for him

And that you do

Well you ready don't have a choice in the matter

But after your throat goes raw, you can still mumble some words? 

No no no

That won’t do, not at all

So he fucks you as hard and longs as his amazing stamina will allow him too, making you an incompentent mound of flesh

No more words and an accomplished tooru are what you always seem to zone back in to.  

But like always he’ll make you some tea and set up a little move and cuddle session

Your voice still hurts in the morning but its all worth it in the end

futakuchi kenji

ⒶⓃ ⒺⒼⓄ ⓇⒾⒹⒹⒺⓃ ⒷⓄⓎ 𓀬

Anything gives this man an ego trip

Moan loudly he’s giving you that stupidly hot smirk

So when you really get off from him he practically sparkling

He doesn't even try to hide it either

He walks around boasting about it

He is so full of himself its ridiculous 

But it’s rightfully so, he makes you feel like you're on cloud nine every time he gets a finger on you. 

And you should NEVER tell him that, like ever ever

He also tells you that he cuddles you after sex because YOU need it

Yeah liar, he likes it just as much as you do

[sugamamacustard]

Puppy

Pairing:  Alpha! Kentarou Kyoutani x Omega! Reader

Genre: Fluff, NSFW (Kinda heavy with this one, i am hor-knee for this man)

Request:  I was wondering if you could do an alpha! Kyotani x omega reader where she is a second year just like him and the manager for the boys team and they are secretly dating. But one time while they were at practice she goes into heat and so Kyotani has to take her home before the other alphas try anything and he helps her with her heat.

Summary:  It wasn’t supposed to hit you as hard as it did, but when your heat came and blindsided you, you were left staggering for a way out. Luckily, your alpha knows you better than anyone else.

Author’s Note: Not to be that person but uhhhhh Strawberry milk> Anything else. 

Requests: Open!

Warnings: Use of the name ‘puppy’ for reader, 

Kentarou Kyoutani

➵ Kentarou wasn’t an alpha that like to control you. Not at all. 

➵ He enjoyed the fact that you had things you enjoyed and pursued. It’s what made you his pretty perfect omega. He just, he loved you a lot okay?

➵ And he didn’t want to share you. 

➵ When you came to him about being the manager for the Seijoh team, he was hesitant. You knew everything there was to know about volleyball, you were his omega, but his team was a little...

➵ Ya know...

➵ Oikawa is a flirt who doesn’t know that no means get the fuck away from me. Mattsun and Makki are little shits who take teasing to a whole new level. And, with you on the line, he didn’t even trust Iwaizumi. 

➵ But he trusted you wholly. 

➵ When you proposed the idea of keeping your relationships under-wraps so no one would see as a ‘challenge’ he agreed immediately. 

➵ No one would tease him for being so soft for you, and no one would constantly ask you about him as an alpha. 

➵ And for a while it was going great. Oikawa seemed to view you more as a little sister, Iwaizumi always made sure you were okay when Kentarou couldn’t, and you dished back just as much as Makki and Mattsun gave you,

➵ You were a good match for the team. 

➵ “Oikawa-Kun, you have another batch of...Well, I’m not sure.” You huffed, dropping an armful of packages on the floor beside the team bench. 

➵ “Will I find a love letter from you in there, Y/N-chan?”  Oikawa teased, rounding around to pick up one of the brighter packages. 

➵ You snorted. As if. 

➵ You sent a look to Kyoutani as if to say ‘not in this fuckin’ lifetime’. He smiled lowly before going back to practice. 

➵ “Mean, Y/N-Chan!” 

➵ You shook your head, flipping through your notebook to a new page, writing the date before looking up. 

➵ You noted Kyoutani’s form and how it was a little more curved than necessary, but he went above and beyond with everything he did. 

➵ And then it hit. 

➵ A wave of utter heat and gross cramps washed over you. You bit your cheek, trying not to groan at the sudden wave of unpleasant pain anchoring you. 

➵ You tried to be discreet about the incoming signs of this- out of nowhere- heat. 

➵ But Kentarou knew the moment your scent changed. 

➵ He knew every thing about you. When your cedarwood (eh- eh????Get it? Does my callback resonate?) scent would change even the slightest. 

➵ He memorized every single change with you and used them to his advantage on picking up on the small things before situations got out of hand.

➵ You used the same tactics on him. 

➵ But just because he noticed a change didn’t mean he connected the dots right away. 

➵ In fact, it took a couple moments before it finally clicked for him.

➵ And it seemed others had picked up on it too, as Okawa seemed to sniff the air a little more obviously then he previously had. 

➵ And maybe that was when it clicked. When Kyoutani immediately looked at you before packing up quickly, not even changing. He walked over to you, quickly pulling you into his chest, frowning when you panted and began whining to him. 

➵ He allowed you to clamber onto his back, making him ever so aware of the slick no ruining your panties and probably staining his tank top (Since it was just a practice, he didn’t need to wear his jersey).

➵ God he could smell you and it did nothing but turn him on as he practically ran to your house

➵ He had to help his puppy, and he was wasting no time in doing so. 

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“Aw, fuck-” Kentarou’s breath was hot on your spine as his hands yanked your hips. His forehead rested at the base of your neck, nips occasionally littering your back. Your face was pressed harshly into the pillow, but you didn’t care. You were too focused on the absolute pleasure rocketing through your body. Maybe it was your heat, or maybe it was your alpha, but it was like everything was on high definition. 

The feeling of Kentarou’s cock dragging against your tightening walls, the feeling of his knot pressing harshly against your clit with every thrust, just begging to be pushed in and stretch you even wider. Even the feeling of his finger pads digging into your hips made your cunt spasm and gush slick. 

He was pounding into your pussy wildly and roughly, grunts leaving him as one of his hands snaked between your thighs, rubbing your clit in rough circles. You yelped at the sudden shock of pleasure, which had you plummeting into the pool of utter pleasure, making you quiver as your orgasm quickly crept up on you.

“Alpha- I, holy god, alpha I’m gonna-”

“I know, puppy. Cum for me, cum on your alpha’s cock.” The fingers pressed harsher into your clit, making you gasp before you were clamping down on Kentarou, pussy squelching as you came with a moan, back arching against Kentarou as he continued to overstimulate you. Slick gushed out of your cunt, dripping down your thighs and splashing against his knot every time it met your over stimulated cunny. 

Kentarou wasn’t far behind, stuffing you with his knot as rope after rope filled you with hot cum. Your omega purred in delight as the blazing heat in your stomach died down despite the warmth spreading through out your lower body. A small kiss was pressed to your bond mark, which you didn’t realize he renewed in the heat of your orgasm. 

“Feel better, puppy?” Kentarou’s deep voice made you shiver before you hummed. 

“I always feel better with you, Ken.” 

“Good.”