#shiratorizawa fluff

[dira333]

Roll the Dice Drabbles - Tendou & Candy Apple

The outer layer of the chocolate melts in your mouth. Satori has used your favorite kind of chocolate, a recipe that he’s perfected over the years of knowing - and loving - you. 

He grins at you from across the table, as you savor the taste. 

Chocolates from him are always an experience. He likes to keep you on your toes and writes hidden messages in a language only the two of you understand. 

Your first clue is usually the packaging. Three round chocolates sit on a pristine white plate. The plate is from your shared apartment which means he made the chocolates at home. This means that this isn’t the type of taste testing you were expecting when he interrupted your work.

Your sculpture sits on the table behind you, a thick cloth hiding it from him. You know he’s probably taken a peak already, but it’s about the principle and your principle is to keep him on his toes as much as possible too.

Satori is beaming at you. He didn’t tell you which chocolate to try first - which is your second hint. But you don’t have time to think about that when the outer layer of chocolate melts away and a truly unexpected flavor hits your tongue.

You gag.

Satori’s hunched over in his seat, cackling at the face your making as you’re looking for your water bottle, a forgotten cup of coffee, anything to wash away that taste.

“Why did- What was that?” You rinse out your mouth but the taste stays. You take a breath and glare at your husband.

“Why did you put a pickle in a chocolate?”

He’s beaming at you. “Don’t pregnant women love that?”

There’s a quiet gasp and you realize it’s coming from you. 

“How did you find out-” You freeze as you realize that he’s got you - again.

“Satori!” You whine. “I was trying to surprise you!”

“Yeah?” His hand reaches out, his long fingers touching the side of your mouth to wipe away a stray droplet of water. “First, I am the guess monster after all. You haven’t had period cravings in far too long. And second, you shouldn’t forget that I take out the trash too. I saw your positive pregnancy test.”

“You could have just talked to me.” 

“Aww and pass over the chance to make you some delicious chocolate?” He doesn’t wait for your reaction, instead pushing the plate closer to you. “Try the next one.”

“Do I have to?”

He doesn’t answer you. At least not with words. But you can read in the way he slouches over the table, seemingly bored but his eyes are watching your every move. You can read it in the way his smile is a lot smaller now, the quiet and soft one he’s reserved just for you.

So you take the second chocolate and pop it into your mouth. This time you bite the outer shell, prepared for the same acidity as before. Instead, there’s the distinct taste of caramel and apple. You blink in surprise. Then it hits you.

“You did it?” There’s wonder in your voice and all the history you have with this man. 

Because back when you’d shared a Candy Apple on your first date, he’d promised to one day make your favorite sweet into a chocolate - your second favorite sweet.

And today he’s finally made it. A treat that means so much more. It’s fulfilling a promise, bringing back sweet memories in the face of an even sweeter future.

It doesn’t matter that there’s still the faint taste of dill pickle and chocolate left in your mouth as you kiss him. The sculpture behind you - you’re attempt at surprising him with your news - is just as forgotten as the third chocolate on the plate. It might be something disgusting or something sweet. But as he kisses you back you know that it can wait.

You’ve got all the time in the world together.

[mungdou]

USING THEIR THIGHS AS A PILLOW

W. mentions of kissing, lap.. lying?

AN. i sliced the tip of my finger off yesterday so its been hard to type but here's something random!

He OFFERS it to you. Will sit on the couch/chair/bed and smile at you with his hands pointing to his lap. When you lie on them it's so soft, like a heated memory foam pillow. Will quietly talk to you about his day as you fall asleep, stroking your hair. Definitely bends down and kisses you, being the softest human in the world.

DAICHI, sugawara, yamaguchi, yaku, AKAASHI, aone, KITA, komori

Also offers to you but also is very hyper active, so he rambles about his day, bouncing up and down and most likely might try to jump up from his seat to make wild hand motions. Will this gradually turn into a make-out session? Probably.

HINATA, NISHINOYA, BOKUTO, atsumu, lev, inuoka, koganegawa

He'll notice and let you rest. He'll be on his phone or reading a book, petting your hair to pass the time. If you start talking to him, he'll set the book aside and listen to you intently, clinging onto every word you say.

ASAHI, takeda, kenma, IWAIZUMI, semi, SAKUSA, OSAMU, hirugami, USHIJIMA

Literally does not care. Knows that you want to rest, and also doesn't feel like talking. Will hold your hand and/or stroke your hair. Definitely is looking on his phone as y'all stay in silence. He'll annoy you sometimes though, lovingly annoying ://

kenma, suna, TSUKISHIMA, terushima, TENDOU, futakuchi, oikawa, kunimi, KUROO

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[natriae]

ushijima definitely enjoys having his girl speak for him. It doesn't make him uncomfortable or angry, if anything he quite enjoys how you know exactly what he's thinking.

"Ushijima do you understand?"

"yes, he does. He's not stupid," you say firmly. Easily taking notice of how his hand holds yours under the table.

Or when he was sick...

"Wakatoshi's not feeling well" you say over the phone.

"did he tell you that?" a voice rings out over the line. Most likely his coach.

"No, but i know," you say pouting, putting you hand over his forehead feeling the growing fever, "He will rest today, goodbye" He also loved how you never gave people the chance to question you. The ring in his gym bag will definitely have a new home soon.

[dabiekql]

HQ Ushijima - Members Meeting His Girlfriend (Fluff)

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If the members found out that Ushijima was in a relationship, they will initially think that he was joking, but at the same time they knew he wasn't the type to joke around, so they were like, "HOW?!" They didn't even think he was capable of liking someone. All he cared about was volleyball, but apparently that wasn't the case.

So when they finally got to meet his girlfriend, the first thing they asked was, "You don't happened to be threatened by him, right?" The members knew Ushijima wasn't really the type to threaten, but they knew others could mistaken his words that way that they couldn't help but ask.

"No, of course not. Why do you say so?" Y/n asked confused while Ushijima had a confused face as well. "Why would I do that?"

"N-Nothing..." The members just shook their head as they tried to process everything.

Once they processed everything, the members were determined to help Ushijima out with his relationship since they didn't trust him when it comes to relationship. They wanted to make sure that there was no misunderstanding between Ushijima and y/n. But they will soon see how pink the air between them is.

Ushijima was so gentle with her and just looking at his eyes, there was no way y/n will think Ushijima doesn't love her anymore. They saw them holding their hands tightly as they walked around and Ushijima gently pulling her inward to avoid bumping into others. They even saw him smiling time to time as he listened to her. This side of Ushijima caused the members to rub their eyes in belief. "Are we seeing this right?"

[satorisoup]

ICK .ᐟ pt. 1 pt. 2

ft. suna, tendou, iwaizumi, hinata, kenma, and ushijima

✉︎ incoming note from the writer .ᐟ

don’t hate me for these T^T i promise they’re not to be taken seriously!

ᰔ SUNA

he’s ALWAYS on his phone. sure, pretty much every person uses their phone quite a bit but he seriously has a problem. he can’t eat without watching a show, and his ears are practically turned off when his phone is on. he’s even played candy crush at a michelin star restaurant. PLEASE rip it out of his hand immediately.

ᰔ TENDOU

dare i say… he leaves his nail clippings on the floor after cutting them. he doesn’t bother to sweep them up, he just lets them land wherever the wind takes them. you stepped on something crunchy? yeah, that was his toenail on the bathroom tile. “i didn’t know where they went!” SATORI! JUST GET THE DAMN BROOM AND SWEEP!

ᰔ IWAIZUMI

i’ve had this headcanon for years now, but you know those kids who had dried mustard on the corners of their mouths after eating a sandwich? yeah. he was that kid. and that’s him as an ADULT too. you can’t take him anywhere because he’s always getting food on his face. SOMEONE GRAB THIS GUY A NAPKIN! I CAN SEE YOUR LUNCH!

ᰔ HINATA

he’s always leaving the damn toilet seat up. walking in after he’s done with his business and it’s practically waving at you in mockery. how are you able to sing a whole bathroom jingle and STILL FORGET TO PUT THE LID DOWN SHOYO???

ᰔ KENMA

his texts are dryer than the sahara desert. doesn’t matter what you say, his response ranges from “ok” or the thumbs up reaction button. in person he’s better, but do NOT try talking to him about anything important over text message because you are getting absolutely nothing in return. “hi kenma! how are you? i can’t wait to see you” “ok” WHAT???

ᰔ USHIJIMA

avid flipflop wearer. but in the sense that his TOES HANG OVER THE EDGE. he’s letting his feet breathe no matter what time of day. don’t you dare look down because you’ll get an unpleasing sight of his little but not so little piggies. “i enjoy these flipflops.” I DONT! PUT SOME DAMN SHOES ON!

[sim-patelle]

Overnight story

Dilf! Ushijima x Reader (afab)

Smut! MDNI!

Word count: 4.6k

+ : age gap (reader in their 20s, him in his 40s), rough play, breast play, obvious flirting, overstimulation, passing out, very little degradation, very little to little praising, mentioning of creampie, hot body, Ushijima Wakatoshi (god this man..)

"Wow I'm so glad for you! Honestly I couldn't endure it seeing you guys almost fucking right on the spot" you said to your friend, congratulating her that she got engaged, finally. "And it's really Alright if I'm there too?" you ask.

She was having a meet over with her family and her partners, and you got asked to give her company while they announce their love once again and celebrating it.

"Yes you gotta come, otherwise I can't stand my parents silent-treating each other all the time" she jokes around, while you try to remember her dad, wondering if you have ever met him...

You arrived at her house, lightly dressed up with a black dress and a see-through white blouse over your shoulder, keeping you a bit warm, having some exchange clothes with you in your Bag. She saw you through the windows and opened the door, hugging you tight. "You're good in time!" she adds a sentence whispering in your ear "my parents are already annoying" and smiles innocently. As you stepped into the quite big house, you already got greeted by 3 faces. Her family.

Her mother hugs you light as a greeting "Oh y/n I haven't seen you for a long time! You look good!" she says, admiring your looks and clothes. You thanked her for the compliment and looked at your friends brother, already knowing him. He gives you a slight smile and holds out his hand. With a comfort in your chest, you took his head and greeted him with exchanging some words. He's not much of a talker.

You feel a light gaze upon you while talking with him, a gaze that let you feel lightly uncomfortable. As you were done chattering, a tall man with olive eyes looks at you.

"Ushijima Wakatoshi, it's a pleasure to meet you" he says calm, with a deep voice that let you feel something deep down. You weren't expecting such an attractive man as her father, and he quite fits your type too. He holds out his right hand to greet you. You took his hand, noticing the size of it, but looked into his eyes with a slight smile, noticing his almost perfect eyelashes.

"Y/n l/n it's a pleasure to meet you too mister". He looks you deep in the eyes, letting a mysterious gaze through you, like he would enjoy giving you all the attention there is. Would that affect you? Probably..

...

The family of your friends fiance arrived shortly after that and you had quite some good time. Eating, drinking champagne, chatting with the others but mostly listening to the others. But all the time, you felt the familiar gaze from before all the time, Wakatoshi following your movements with his eyes, not taking them off of you.

He enjoys looking at you, studying like a picture, wondering what's making it so unbreable to not gaze at it, imagining what could be under that dress of yours. He is desperate for something new. His divorce was quite a time ago, and there hasn't been anything quite after it, just some hook-ups that were not that much fun as he thought.

Quite charmed of that misterious man, you got caught, trying to examine him with his grey-greenish hair. Just now your sight wanders over his clothes. A black blouse which seems a little tight on his build shoulders, dark-grey trousers and a brown slim belt, holding his trousers up to his waist. He notices your gaze, locking your eyes at his. Your doe eyes looking into his from a distance. He raises his glass with such a little smile, only you could see, you holding yours up too, sympathizing with him and smiling back.

You would love to hear his voice once again, him speaking with his deep voice that has made a little impact on you, wanting to hear him right next to your ear.

...

The evening went on, and eventually the party went to an end. The family of the fiance went home, your friends brother drove home to his girlfriend as you found out, and your friend and his fiance went into their bedroom. Because of your long way there, you got the guestroom and (unfortunately) Wakatoshi took the couch to sleep on, his driveway also long enough just to see his daughter.

You're laying in bed, already changed clothes, but still fully awake, your mind not getting him out of your mind. Wakatoshi was admiring you and he let you know that, visibly admiring you, smiling at you when you met him, it drives you crazy. Crazy not knowing what his intentions are, what he wants to do with you.

It gave you some tickling down your lower stomach, and just imagining that his rough, big hand would stroke over this area, gives you goosebumps. Already awake and not doing anything except of scrolling through your phone, you decided to go down into the kitchen to get something to drink.

Very slowly and trying to not wake the others, you open your door and get down the stairs, not making a noise. Only a bit light down there. Through the kitchen there's a wide opening, right to the living room where he sits. Wakatoshi, watching TV. He didn't notice you, not yet.

You quietly get a glass and fill it up with water, just now noticing that he sits there, without his upper cloth, having his right arm on the sofa back, his big shoulders and his upper back being visible. Your eyes wander over his muscles moving near his neck, hearing a little sigh from him. Even that makes you feel light, just some sounds from him.

He grabs something next to his body, his shirt. The moves that he makes while getting his shirt on, turned you kinda on. Those muscles that moves around, his arms getting through that shirt, his biceps visible is getting you some tickles and not just down your abdomen.

You shook your head, getting back your mind and were about to drink out of the glass, until the head of the tall man turns to the kitchen, catching you a little embarrassed on the stop.

Unable to get out of the situation, you decided to get another glass of water, asking a little shy if he wants something to drink. He nods to your answer and you walk to him, slowly, with the glasses in your hands, and getting a bit exited, to finally talk to him a bit. You walk through the opening with the glasses and he watches you, wondering if he gets to see more tonight, than just your short pants and your white shirt. He wants to rip it off, wanting to open that bra you can see a bit through.

As you sat down slowly next to him, it's more visible that he got a big chest that now is covered. His visible jawline got a shave two days ago. He leans back, his arm resting on the back of the sofa again, looking but not watching TV.

"You also couldn't fall asleep?" he asks, looking down at you from the side. "No not really.." you answer him, a bit intimidated, wondering what he will say again with this voice of his, that makes you feel dizzy. You now see where the silence from your friends brother come from. "Why can't you sleep?" you finally ask, not bearing that silence between you. "I couldn't handle it, not being able to talk to you propably" he shoot his shot. What does he have to lose? Nothing but your company he enjoys, and he was aware of what he has done to you.

You weren't prepared to hear that out of his mouth, making you feel exited, asking yourself if you should say something. "I think so too" you say, quietly regretting those words now. "I'm sorry mister, please forget what I said" spits out of your mouth, wanting to stand up and leave of embarrassment and the fact that you feel your cheek light up a bit.

As you stand up, he grabs your arm soft to hold you back, his whole hand fitting around your forearm. The soft touch with this raw hand, got your core throb a bit, getting too excited than you should. "Don't worry, I won't make a fuzz. You can stay to my pleasure"these words coming out of his mouth, you do see a light excitement from his eyes that look through you.

Deciding to stay, you sit back down and came a bit near him. It's hard to make a move when he is full of courage that he sends out, making it almost impossible to even flirt with that older man. Wakatoshi puts his arm on the back of the sofa, kind of getting you in his space more. As you noticed you dare to take a look at him while watching TV. He awaited that and raises his eyebrows at catching you stare, having a light smirk on his face which makes him unbearable to not fuck the shit out of him.

He slowly wanders his gaze down to your chest, and back at your eyes with a smile. God you just wished for a move that he would make, which he does, surprisingly right after enjoying the view of your body.

The excitement almost overflowing in you, as he lays down his hand on your thigh, not affecting him in any way. God, he is so close to your core, that you clench your thighs a bit to supress the throb that went a bit needier.

"Is that alright with you?" such a polite man, only if you knew what he wants to do with you. Fuck you raw and good, making you cum all over his dick are the only desires he has right now, and he is close to fulfilling that dream.

You nod, making him feel more comfortable around you than he was, making him stroke your squeezable thigh with his thumb, really slowly making his way to your lose short-pants. A compliment comes from his lips.

"You looked very good in that dress. I couldn't stop looking at you" finally you made a move, still kind of afraid but it was so obvious to you that he likes you. "I noticed that, I loved your attention on me" you said. God finally he kept moving on, you thought as he leans to you, watching those eyes and lips, wanting to kiss them so bad.

"I want to give you all the attention you want" he breathes, almost touching your lips with his. Only just some inches between it... You couldn't hold back, your self-control finally went away, he waited for that moment. "please do mister.." you answer without hesitation, finally getting his lips to touch yours.

~~<3~~

Your whole body feeling hot, bursting out the lust you tried to keep in, moving along with his. His hand longing to finally touch your waist and grabbing your skin of it. Wakatoshi pulls you onto his lap, not interrupting your greedy wet kiss, turning into deep tongue kisses.

His deep voice humming while he sucked on your tongue, makes you crazy, slowly moving your hip, noticing his aroused cock inside his pants. As you weren't already wet of his touches, he slips his hand into your pants from your left leg, pleasuring your folds with slow movements.

He doesn't want to pleasure himself with you, he wants you to have an unforgettable rough sex with him, not wanting anything else but his dick after that. You break the tongue kiss, watching his hands in your panties, knowing exactly what he does and you can't hold back a slight moan.

"I can't let you be louder than that, otherwise they're gonna wake up" toshi says under his excited breath, longing for your pussy, but keeping it patient. He focuses on your throat now, slowly giving you some of the roughness by biting your collarbone and moving his lips up, placing wet kisses all over the side. Fuck, you thought, already so close to cumming on his fingers and he was just caressing your folds, his wet fingers full of your juice enter into your pussy, and it feels incredible, such a little rush but pleasuring like nothing ever was. You hiss, pulling you onto him more, and grabbing the back of his shirt.

Ruin, wanting to ruin that pretty back was your thought.

You pulled of his shirt, which was kind of hard while getting the full menue of getting fucked with fingers, and hold yourself onto his back, slowly scratching it with your nails. Some little whimpers come out of your mouth and as he started scissoring you, your moan got concealed by wakatoshis hand, while you finally cum on his other one, as you couldn't endure all that pleasure down there.

Your pussy wrenching it all out, sucking his fingers into it more, got him turned all up, ready to make you feel so good. Slowly taking out his fingers, holding them infront of your scrunched up face. "Was that you?" he asked in such a deep voice, it vibrates in your brain. "yes mister..."

What a lovely name to call him, bringing his control to the edge, especially hearing that out of your mouth. It drives him crazy, wanting to fill your hole up more with his cock. He helps you out of your shirt, him finally seeing that bra of yours for a short time, just to open it again, wanting to see every inch of your body.

"Stand up and take off your pants" he says with his eyes on your breasts, that would fit perfectly in his hands. As you do with a little struggle to keep yourself up, his eyes glances down, looking at his art of you with a slight smile. Seeing you being wet all of his doings with just one hand, is such a view to him.

He wanted you to come back on his lap, feeling the throb of your pussy for him, but you decide otherwise. You want to pleasure him too, giving him something he wouldn't expect.

Getting on your knees, you open his legs and pull down his pants. He looks at you seductively, waiting for you to go on, you hold up for a second and admire his length, overall a bit over average but it's gonna fill you up so good.

Taking your breasts around it, to give him some stimulation is a good idea. You start to move them around his cock, seeing how he lays back his head, enjoying your doings. God your sight of him wants you to cum again, and his little hums that turn into some grunts give you a little kick, finally wanting to hear more of him, his deep voice.

His cock starts to twitch, close to cover your tits with his cum, he stops you as his hand grabs your chin lightly. "Don't. Come sit on it." he says under his little breaths, that would enter your mouth soon again. You stand up and move your cunt right over his dick, hesitating at first, unsure of how fast he would go.

Wakatoshi holds you at your hips, getting some help. His large hands almost could hold you alone like that.

"Go on" he commands as he watches you dead in the eyes, giving you a shiver down your spine, almost doing it immediately.

You get down, only just taking his tip and you are already feeling full, feeling his cock. Going to the half, it already hurts a bit, stretching you lightly, but it turns to a pleasuring pain you want to get more of.

As you arrived at his crotch, you hissed in deep, full of him and feeling his veins so intense already brings you to an orgasm already, whining through that pain. You wouldn't know that you were so sensitive for him, already having your first orgasm.

"mister I- fuck I'm sorry..." you apologize under this pain turning into a pleasure. He feels your clenching insides, getting him more aroused. "you're taking my dick good. Don't worry, I will handle the rest" and he immediately starts moving you up and down, getting out full of you and letting you down full on his length.

Tooking you by surprise, you almost scream out his name, but he could stop you with his tongue getting into your mouth once more. Only this one move is enough for him, to get more interested in you.

The only thing you can do to express your pain is by scratching his back. Your hands under his arms, reaching out to it and holding you with your fingernails, leaving some marks and getting 'toshi to grunt into your mouth. The artwork of yours looks so good in his back, and surely as he moved your body up and down, the longer those scratches will stay.

His sweat already is wandering down his back, getting his body even warmer. Him moving you up and down all the time took him to the edge and he is about to give you a creampie. How he would love so see his cum slowly wandering out of you.

Under his heavier rough breaths he got out some words. "You'll feel so good when I come into you..." And so close to getting out all what he got, a supressed moan wanders through the hand of him on your mouth. you came again, not sure if his words got an influence on that, but it was already so much pleasure to endure, as you also couldn't believe how good he let's you feel, already having your second orgasm that lasted whole 2 minutes. Surely you got his lower back red of your nails digging into his wet skin.

His twitching cock pulses into you and at the last move of putting you down, his sperm flew right out of it, warming your insides more. Your clenching walls getting out everything of his cock. Arching your back as you feel hot inside gave you the rest and you almost screamed, again held back from 'toshis hand, muffling your pleasured sound, already seeing stars and so close of passing out.

Him grunting heavily by his doings, feeling your tight pussy. Slowly his cum is dripping out of you, still having his dick in you, is making him smile light, being proud of what he has done to you.

He was the first one, to give you two or three orgasms in only one position. And he will be the only one that managed that. You feel so exhausted, your body only leaning onto his big one, but you can feel his cock getting wrapped up again.

"Haven't you done your job right?" he whispers into your ear, shortly nibbling your earlobe, already having a plan how to manage a mess like you. "No mister... I'm sorry mister..." you say exhausted, not even able to move your body right now.

Unable to predict his actions, your body is in his control now, but he waits. He waits that you earn a bit strength back, slowly stroking your head, going through your hair, holding you tight to his body. He could be considered gentle, but his impression and roughness tell otherwise.

With slow movements, you wrap your arms over his shoulder, this being his sign to go on. "hold on tight" he whispers, slowly moving up, holding you. You automatically wrap your legs around his waist but your head wasn't quite able to catch up. And in a second, he bounced you on his dick once again, moving in even further.

Your mouths already together, you moan into his mouth again, even having the feeling to melt into his sloppy kisses. Not even you didn't know that you would be so loud in one lifetime, yet your beautiful sounds that he enjoys are getting muffled by his warm lips or his hand on your swollen mouth, due to all that kissing.

Your slim walls pushing once again, gives him extra pleasure to his thickened cock. Bouncing your body while he stood up, was only the second of his list on how to fuck you, but for tonight it was the last thing.

Feeling you so tight around his dick, feeling your bouncy boobs and moving you on your arse is everything he could do to feel you everywhere, which made his cock twitchened and he came once again, letting it all out inside you, already feeling is sperm getting out around it, grunting one last time in your mouth. You would remember that grunt forever. His chest heavily moves from the exhaustion that haunts him lightly, looking at his product that he made. The view he has, still holding your body and seeing you still intertwined with him, has such an impact of him. Never thinking of looking at a more beautiful thing.

What a shame it's already over, he thinks but your whole body was tired, you exhausted and barely could keep your eyes open.

The only thing you could remember was getting brought to bed like a kid, carried like one. Only feeling some wet tissues and towels on your body. Then black... You fell asleep, while Wakatoshi took care of you. Cleaning up the living room and bringing you your clothes in the guest room.

As he was done, he came back into your room one last time to look at you, seeing you sleep so peacefully after he made you such a mess. He placed a kiss on your forehead, leaving the room with one thing in his hand. If he would've slept in the same bed as yours, there would've been speculations and you couldn't see each other ever again. He wouldn't let that happen,he is a vulnerable middle aged man.

As he got on the couch, he took the cloth out of his pockets he took of you, your underwear being in his hands, wanting to do this all day long. One little sniff and he was satisfied for the rest of the night, falling asleep on the couch, remembering the view he had from you in his dreams.

~~<3~~

The next morning, you hear some movements in the house, not quite able to assign them. You just lay in your bed, tired body and still tired mind, still trying to remember the last things from the night. As you decide to look down, you slowly stand up from the bed and stretching a bit to get a bit of the pain away that haunts you.

Climbing out of it and slowly opening the door, you see him on the stairs going up. The man that made you mess, Ushijima Wakatoshi. He noticed you on the doorframe and stopped going up, looking at you.

"the others eat breakfast, better get dressed" he says, quickly looking up and down at you, you still being naked. You speak up "I couldn't find my underwear" and as he predicted that, he gets to you, taking your hand and opening it.

This man was slightly obsessed with you and that was an understatement.

Placing his other hand on yours, giving you the underwear you searched for. Your eyes went from your hands to his face, looking up and meeting his. There's a small comfort in them now, a softer gaze than the day before, kind of hard to not lose yourself in his olive eyes. "come, get dressed and eat someting" he says with a charm in his voice, so soft yet so hot with his deep voice.

He shortly gives you a kiss on the forehead and went on going to the bathroom. You stopped him right before with your teasing words. "Missed me that much the night?" smirking to your satisfaction. Did you get him with that?

He looks back, chuckling shortly with a slight smirk. "Go dress up" he says, smiling light and disappears into the bathroom.

Wow, the short chuckle gave you little butterflies into your stomach... So attractive, you think and went into the room to get dressed.

All dressed up - with your underwear - you get down the stairs and sit down on the table where the others sit, one seat next to Wakatoshi. "Wow you slept in" says your friend, smiling to you. Quickly lying on the spot you say: "Yeah I drank a bit much champagne yesterday" and grab the juice to pour it into the glass infront of you.

As you do, a knee hits you light, not moving away from you, already knowing it's Wakatoshis. Only the little touch, not even from his hand, is making you feel comfortable, warm, maybe even a bit needy. It makes you happy, that he searches attention from you, a light smile appearing on your face.

You both shared some touches with your knees under the table as you all ate breakfast, and soon it was time to leave. Leaving your friends house, going home, not able to see him again..

With a little unsure feeling in your tummy, you pack your things in your bag, hopefully not forgetting anything. If yes, you have no shame of turning back if he would live here.

A knock on the doorframe, he stands there, leaning on it with his arm. God the marvelous sight, seeing him in that shirt, such a simple plain one, but he can style anything if it's on his body.

"Ready to leave with me?" you nod turning around and grabbing your bag, but holding in, did he say 'with me'? You look confused to him.

"I'll drive you, no talking back" he says, going away from the doorframe, longing for a short kiss and walks infront of you, ready to wait for your signal.

"okay, I can't talk back" you say, smiling at him, but is it a good time to kiss here? Well, your friend is downstairs, maybe one will satisfy your needs..

You got close to him also, your calm face awaiting his lips tells him that you also want it.

Looking at his lips was the sign to finally kiss you, he brought his hand onto your cheek, you feeling the sensation too much already and he closes your lips with his. It feels like you are on cloud 9 while getting electric shocks through your body. You lean into the kiss, he's feeling every inch of your cheek with-

"Come you guys, my mother is already away, you go now too!" you stop in shock, hearing your friends voice from downstairs. With widening eyes, you look at him moving away from your desperate lips. "We continue this another time" he whispers into your ears, making you fuzzy.

He goes down the stairs, you slowly follow, not trying to show your excitement on your cheeks.

...

"I'm gonna miss you!" Your friend says hugging you tight as a goodbye. You, laying your hands around her back. "I'm gonna miss you too, have nice holidays with him" you say and let go of her. Wakatoshi leans down to his daughter, hugging her and wishing her beautiful moments with her fiance.

You watching them, realizing that you like her dad, but he's single and you too. It felt like a match, and does she have to find out? You let that question open.

Both of you walk out of the door and wandering to his car, getting into the passenger seat, and as you watch him get into his car, you look at his thighs, now seeing that not only his back is well trained. He doesn't skip leg days.

"What city?" he asks you, answering a little late because you were.. Distracted. "xxxxxx" he looks at you, lighty having a disbelief in his eyes. "What?" you ask confused. "So we got the same destination" he answers, and also you were quite surprised but slowly replacing it with a tickling happiness in your stomach.

He starts to drive and you turned on the radio, not liking the silence when someone just doesn't turn up music while driving. It's giving you the ick.

You look out the windows but your gaze went to another thing, your thigh having a hand placed on it. It feels incredible, you had that feeling before, sure but it's always a relieving excitement wandering through your body with chills just by having his touch on your body. He notices you smiling and couldn't suppress his one, his corner of his mouth moving up.

You seem to find a pen next to you, deciding to write something on his hand. You took it, and hold down the hand with yours, writing with the other one. It sure is a spectacle, feeling his rough hands with little veins over it in yours.

He was relieved seeing your number on his hand, having some thoughts on what you guys were writing about and how he could pleasure you through the phone when he will write you...

[lujingheswife]

not a man of words

summary: he may look a little tough on the outside, he simply just wanted to let out his feelings to someone.

featuring: ushijima wakatoshi

word count: 263

cw: gn!reader, set right after preliminary finals, ushijima looks fine but is actually sad, mentions of ushijima’s past

_________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

after bowing to their opponents, ushijima wakatoshi searched around the gymnasium for someone. his face remained stoic, but the strong urge to let out his defeat was kept in his heart.

“toshi!”

he heard the familiar voice behind him, which he turned around to find you standing not far away from him with a proud smile on your face. “you did well,” you said with a light-hearted whisper.

it was all he needed. in an instant, he made his way towards you who had your arms wide open before wrapping them around his waist in a tight embrace. he had you in his arms, and you both said nothing — ignoring the stares of everyone in the gymnasium hall. you could feel him shaking against your touch, which you soothed him by patting his back slowly.

the ace of shiratorizawa may appear strong, stoic and blunt, no one knew that even someone like him could feel lonely too. raised in a strict household with both of his parents separated since he was a child, he was raised under the care of a busy mother and not being able to meet his father living far away. you were there with him since your first year of middle school; you were there when he needed someone the most; you were his home, his comfort, his emotional support, and his everything.

he may not be a man of words, but his actions speak louder than them.

ushijima wakatoshi did not utter a word, but you knew he was very grateful to have you by his side.

[loveephia]

you as shiratorizawa's beautiful manager.

content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, shiratorizawa is scary, reader is intimidated, she wants to go home, one scene is a reference to shiratorizawa antics on ao3 (one of my favorite fics!!!).

⚠ warning/s: none.

inarizaki ver. | nekoma ver. | fukurodani ver. | aoba johsai ver.

h...

hhahaHHahahahHAHAHAHAHA

if shiratorizawa was a circus, you'd be the star of the show :3

coach washijo was skeptical about letting you manage the team since girls would normally just try to shoot their shot with the players

BUT NAH. IF ANYTHING, YOU'RE MORE SCARED THAN IN LOVE.

THOSE BOYS ARE 6FT AND ABOVE. 6FT BEING THE MINIMUM HEIGHT. ARE YOU KIDDING ME???(#?$($

that's a joke shirabu is 5'8"

but round it off to the tenth place and you get 6ft BOOM MATH

you introduced yourself and did your duties properly, trying desperately not to make a FOOL OF YOURSELF.

you were most comfortable around goshiki, honestly

he was your cute underclassmen who craved validation!!

me too

AHEM ANYWAYyy

when you complimented him on his skills in volleyball, bro was over the moon

AND IT'S COMING FROM YOU?? THEIR PRETTY MANAGER?@?@?

he slipped, tripped, did a flip, and malfunctioned on the spot

"is he dead?" shirabu asked

tendō poked at his leg with a stick he found outside, "nope!

...

i think"

moving on,,

shirabu is actually your classmate

he doesn't know why you're doing this to yourself you joined the team, but he doesn't question it

tendō likes to crack jokes with you every now and then, you got comfortable with him pretty quickly too

ushijima is scary. you steered clear of him.

everyone else is too stoic and intimidating to interact with, so you don't have an opinion on them

until late at night in the shiratorizawa common room, they did the spicy ramen challenge.

man. shiratorizawa sure was scary on the court, but once you get to know them, they're an uNHINGED GROUP.

YOU WERE JUST TRYING TO STUDY???

there's kawanishi laughing hysterically at the scene before him

goshiki passed out with drool in the corner of his mouth

semi sweating bullets while trying to eat the remaining noodles

tendō running around the common room to take his mind off the spice

hayato banging his head against the table, already regretting his first bite

ushijima looking PERFECTLY FINE AFTER EATING FOUR CUPS OF 3x SPICY RAMEN.

reon coming back with the milk (he was responsible enough not to join.)

and shirabu who made a mental bet with himself that ushijima would win

what. did. you. sign. up. for.

© lowercase intended | loveephia

[tsxkkis]

# ushijima wakatoshi - party

a/n = a really short one i wrote out of boredom, tbh i had to start this fic like that, idk but it was so funny in my head T-T

summary = you definitely did not think going to your best friends party would end up like this.

warnings = kinda suggestive, make out sesh, mentions of drinking

"you should have come to shiratorizawa." ushijima mumbled against your mouth, his hands resting on your hips, gripping them tightly.

neither of you were able to recall how you ended up in this situation. first you were helping your best friend set up everything for her party, stressed about not really knowing anyone from her school. and suddenly, a few hours and many drinks later you ended up here, in one of the rooms upstairs, shamelessly making out with the volleyball team captain.

ushijima wakatoshi was the most intimidating out of all the boys you stumbled upon today. shockingly, he was also the one you spent most of the time with; as it turned out, he was one hell of a great listener. and even better kisser, as you quickly realized.

your hands were resting on his chest as your lips moved against his, the muffled sounds of the party coming from behind the closed doors.

"maybe it's you who should've come to aoba johsai." you said in between kisses, his hand coming up to grab your chin, pulling away from the kiss for a second as he looked at you, his usual cold and emotionless look replaced by a small, yet noticeable smile.

"i don't think so."

he leaned in yet again, his face stopping mere millimeters from yours for a second before reconnecting his lips with yours in another kiss, this one even more passionate than before. his hand, which was before resting on your chin, has moved to your back, pulling you even closer towards him.

as the kiss escalated, you moved your hand to gently tug at his hair, every touch from him feeling like an electric shock going through your body. you smiled into the kiss feeling him pulling you even closer, your body now firmly pressed against his.

"if you guys could stop for a second." both of you quickly pulled away from eachother, surprised to see a boy standing next to the opened door. you recognized him to be semi, the guy your friend introduced you to at the beginning of the party. "your friend's currently throwing up in the bathroom. she probably needs your help."

you cursed yourself out in your head, turning to ushijima and giving him an awkward smile before leaving the room, quickly heading towards the bathroom to help your best friend. meanwhile, semi stood there, a grin on his face as he looked at his captain, raising an eyebrow.

"don't even say anything." his voice sounded deep and serious as he stepped out of the room, leaving his teammate behind. his face wasn't telling it, but as semi took a look at ushijima's ears, he quickly realized the tips of them were red as a tomato, his grin growing even bigger as he chuckled.

taglist: @ox1-lovesick @moonswolfie @wyrcan

[hiraethwa]

the collection - one summer day

pairing: ushijima x reader summary: where you did not expect to fall for shiratorizawa's future ace warnings: slice of life, strangers to friends, friends to lovers, fluff, angst, childhood trauma, swearing, set in 2010 (2 years before the pre-timeskip events), maybe some smut, best friend!semi, (did i mention angst??) a/n: rewatching haikyuu which has inspired me to write again after 5 years of break... this is going to be a long ride so buckle in folks! thank you for your support! tags: send me an ask to be tagged!

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updates every other wednesday

[doumadono]

Hi! For sinful sunday can you do ushijima with breeding and size kink? We all know he slaps hard ;))

Warnings: post-timeskip Ushijima, dom!Ushijima

SINFUL SUNDAY

In a languid state, he gently nudges his nose against your neck, followed by a teasing nibble on your ear that elicits a soft moan from you. Despite your perception of not being overly vocal, Ushijima, of course, catches the sound. A sharp intake of breath accompanies his firm bite into the back of your neck, prompting you to gasp and squirm within his suddenly tight grip. His teeth, sharp and quick, leave an immediate bruise, yet you find yourself melting into the sensation.

Unperturbed by your protest, he effortlessly repositions your entire body, fine-tuning the angles before driving himself assertively into the entrance of your pussy.

Your cries of pain escape, ignored by Wakatoshi as he thrusts deeper into your spasming pussy without any hint of gentleness. Hips firmly gripped, he pulls you onto him, compelling your delicate cunny to stretch over his notably thick dick. "I love how small you are, little girl," he grunts, spanking your asscheek several times; a red hand print is already visible and your ass burns from the force he used on you.

"U-Ushijima!" you manage to moan. Cries erupt from within you; it's as if he's molding you from the inside out.

Ushijima establishes an unrelenting rhythm, withdrawing entirely before thrusting his rock-hard dick back in your tight cunny without mercy. Disparagingly, he labels you "a fucking whore", "his private bitch", and "his little girl he's going to break", extracting moans and whimpers from your lips. His huge size guarantees that with each thrust, a sense of elongation prevails, leaving you already begging for permission to climax. "Please-please-please," you whimper pathetically.

"Cum for me," Wakatoshi growls in your ear, his hand tightening around your throat, and his ther hand spanking your ass hard.

Quivering in his grasp, you succumb to an intense climax, but Wakatoshi exhibits no inclination to let up. Repeatedly, you implore him for release, and each time, he graciously bestows upon you the ecstasy you seek. Meanwhile, your hands tightly grip the sheets, a fleeting worry crossing your mind that your nails might pierce through. Your body is drenched, thoroughly claimed, lost in the intoxicating throes of the moment.

"Such a good fucktoy, I can hear how wet you are for my cock. Your slutty cunt feels so good wrapped around me," he growls in your ear.

His observation rings true, both of you keenly attuned to the sultry sounds resonating from your dripping pussy. Swiftly, Ushijima flips you onto your back, assuming a dominant position. Folding you in half, he ensnares your legs between your bodies, your ankles delicately perched on his shoulders. Gently, he kisses you before plunging into you with a force that momentarily steals your breath away.

As you groan into his mouth, your nails dig into his shoulders, provoking a growl as he forcefully bites your lip. Your toes curl, legs tremble, and you can't help but squeal, pleading for another release. This time, he encircles both his hands around your throat, applying a firm squeeze. Stars fill your vision as the orgasm courses through you like fire, leaving your head spinning — whether from the intensity or the scarcity of air is uncertain. You feel so small beneath him, so vulnerable.

Against his chest, your legs shake, and when he releases his grip, a surge of oxygen catapults your climax to new heights. You scream while your entire body trembles uncontrollably beneath him, and he moans into your ear, whispering something about how incredible it feels when you climax for him — even though understanding his words becomes a challenge at this point.

In the midst of overwhelming sensitivity, he perceives it. A resounding spank lands on your right ass cheek, igniting your nerves. The sharp slap triggers an instant climax, his unrelenting thrusts into your spasming cunt sustaining the pleasure without pause. A series of additional spanks ensue, each one coaxing forth another orgasm, faster and closer together. You find yourself ensnared in an unending cascade of ecstasy, limbs losing control, and emitting embarrassingly desperate sounds.

Ushijima pulls away completely, then thrusts deeply into you, eliciting a loud scream that escapes your lips. The symphony of his groans and gasps harmonizes with your own as he reaches his climax within your pussy, filling you with his thick cum. "Take it, take it, I want you to take it all," he snarled. "I want you to be stuffed with my seed, I want your little womb to be swollen with it." The shared intensity leaves both of you trembling and moaning, your pussy coaxing every last drop from him until the two of you collapse on the bed, breathless.

[bby-bo]

Cafe Cutie

hey. someone tell the universe to make this happen to me. thanks. 

Summary: Ushijima has a little crush on a girl who shares his favorite coffee shop

Warnings: none, fluff

Everyday before practice, Ushijima would pick up his iced americano from the cafe down the street. 

And everyday he would see you, sitting by the window with your own drink between your hands. Eyes bouncing around the coffee shop before finally settling on him, and giving him the little smile and wave he so eagerly looked forward to each morning. 

Your smile made your eyes upturn slightly, bright and awake even in the early hours of the day. He loved that about you, and it helped him stay motivated to get to practice early. Ushijima tried his best to notice every little detail about you in the moments you blessed him with those waves, tucking the details into the back of his brain forever. 

Like the freckles that speckled across parts of your face, the dimples on your cheeks and the tiny crinkles by your eyes that appeared when you gave him a soft smile. Like your collar bones tempting him from just above the neckline of your sweater. Or your tiny hands that barely made it around the mug of whatever it was you drank every morning. 

Ushijima swallowed roughly, returning your greeting before quickly turning out of the cafe and trying to conceal the grin breaking its way across his lips. 

It was business as usual for Ushijima the next few days, only seeing you briefly in the cafe before rushing off to practice- but thoughts of you stayed with him. Long hours of workouts were passed in seconds as he imagined you standing next to him in the gym. Watching, with him the center of your attention. Even winning matches felt bitter sweet, because he could so easily picture you on the sidelines, running into his open arms to congratulate him on a job well done.

But unfortunately, Ushijima’s one major shortcoming was communication. His teammates even referred to him as a “volleyball idiot”, whatever that was. 

Sometimes he would give you a small “hello” or “good morning”, but your conversation never went further than that. It was pure torture. He was confident that if you had only been introduced properly that things would be different, but Ushijima knew that he was only a stranger in the cafe to you. 

“It would not be polite to disturb her peace or approach her against her will.” 

“Dude. Just say hi, it’s not that weird!” 

Hoshiumi honestly could not believe his ears. Not only was Ushijima chatting up a storm instead of warming up, but he was talking about a girl. Ushijima was hardly ever interested in something that had nothing to do with volleyball, and as far as Hoshiumi knew, girls were certainly never on his radar before now… 

“We exchange greetings all the time, that’s not the issue-”

“Ask her what her coffee order is.” Kageyama cut in with a surprisingly normal answer, and now Hoshiumi was sure that he had woken up in another dimension this morning. 

“I didn’t know you were good at this sort of thing. Thank you.” Rising to his full height and turning towards the court with a newfound energy, Ushijima had found his answer.  And two days later, on a Thursday morning, the opportunity arose. 

You were a bit later than usual in arriving at the cafe, and today you were in line directly behind Ushijima at the counter. He took a deep breath, willing the buzzing in his brain to silence itself as he turned to face you. 

If he hadn’t just taken a breath, he certainly would’ve choked on the next one. You were gorgeous up close, and he was overcome with the urge to stare. Getting himself under some semblance of control, he bowed softly and muttered a soft “good morning, how are you”. Your eyes followed his the entire time, and he realized how much shorter you were. Your neck tilted back to raise your face to his, lips just loosening a breath, before you quickly returned his bow and greeting. 

“What’s your coffee order?” Shit, did that sound weird? It certainly felt weird.

“I get a flat white!” Her smile is so cute… What the hell is a flat white?

“I can’t say I'm familiar with-”

“What can I get for you today sir?” Without even thinking, Ushijima answered the cashier. 

“Two flat whites please.”

You were clearly taken aback, but Ushijima thought your flustered reaction was so sweet. That tiny blush creeping across your nose made the initial awkwardness more than worth it. And Ushijima promised himself in that split second that he would see that blush again, somehow. 

“O-oh I didn’t say that to make you buy my coffee! Thank you so much but I-”

“It was my pleasure. I have a few extra minutes this morning if you’d like to sit with me?” Oh, if Kageyama could see him now. 

Your conversation was short because of his morning practice, but Ushijima finally got your name and your number, which was far more than he ever could have expected for your first real interaction. And as he got up to leave and say his goodbyes, he remembered the little promise he made to himself.

“I hope you’ll continue to let me do this in the mornings, have a good day” 

And that adorable blush graced his view once more as you nodded in shy agreement.

[lowkeyremi]

hello, hello. I would like you request shiratorizawa 3rds boys playing Minecraft with their s/o🤭

I think with tendou would be hilarious

Nah bc Satori would be killing ur cats 😭 this is so cute

Playing minecraft w GN!reader ft. Ushijima, Tendou, and Semi.

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Ushijima Wakatoshi:

"How do you- I'm being attacked by zombies." His voice is nonchalant and he stares at you waiting for your input.

"'Toshi, use your sword!" You don't even look at him because you're fighting a stupid skeleton.

"Which button was that again?" His character is close to dying.

"We should have played on creative mode." A snort escapes your lips and he smiles at you.

"Maybe I'll lose more often if I get to hear that cute laugh of yours." You don't even have to look at him to know he's smirking.

"Better stop daydreamimg cuz I'm robbing your place." You laugh again.

His brows furrow, he looks so cute. "Hey, I've gathered all that myself, you can't take it." He shakes his head playfully.

"Quit getting distracted by my hotness, then." You smile.

"That's hard to do.." He sighs trying to keep from smiling,

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Tendo Satori:

"Satori!!" You scream kicking his side. He starts cackling.

"What?" He asks trying and failing to sound innocent.

"You snake! You burnt my house down!" It took you two weeks straight to finish your build, it was perfect.

"Ah... that was your house? Oops." It wasn't an accident, the smirk on his face said so.

"I'm so going to get you back." You scoff and walk over to his place and kill some of his cattle and his favorite cat— which is named after you.

"You killed, (name)?!" He screeches in shock.

"I'm not your minecraft bae anymore, 'Tori." You feel pretty satisfied with yourself.

"Two can play that game." His character makes his way to your burnt down house. He finds your favorite wolf in his pin and kills him. "Goodbye Satori junior, your sacrifice was not in vain."

"You killed my baby and burned my place?!" You weren't able to believe what happened in a little over five minutes.

"Okay how about we make a truce and I help you build your house again?" He knew you couldn't resist such an offer.

"Fine but if you burn down my place again, I will kill all of your animals." He chuckles at your childness. He loves that about you.

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Semi Eita:

"Did you kill them yet?" You ask Semi waiting for the green light.

"Mhm.. give me like two seconds." He was concentrating hard, but you can't help being silly.

"One, two." You count out very fast and he scoffs at you.

"Okay I'm done, go go go." He says and your character runs into the house of the villager he just killed.

"What's in there?" He asks with amusement.

"Let's leave, it's only bread." You let out a laugh from your gut as he sighs.

"Damn, this is like the fifth house with nothing good in it." He groans, it's not a big deal to kill villagers, its just time consuming.

"What if we rob the pillagers? It's risky but I'm sure they have some good items." You mention, it causes your boyfriend to smile at the thought.

"Okay, we'll give it one last shot." He was just as determined as you are.

Actually finding the pillagers took over an hour, you happened to stumble across one and it began attacking you.

"Eita, help! I found a pillager!" You scream and he laughs at you. It's so adorable to see you really getting into the game. Honestly, he's thinking about leaving you by yourself to see how you'd respond.

"Eita, where are you?!" You're fighting the pillager with your sword that wasn't as cool as your boyfriend's sword.

You can hear muffled laughter, indicating that Semi planned on letting you die. That bastard.

"Eita please, I'm dying!" The pillager gets the upperhand, it shoots you one last time and your character dies.

"Eita, how could you?! I thought we were partners in crime!" If anyone else heard what you said without context they'd be confused. Your boyfriend on the other hand broke into fits of laughter.

"I'm sorry baby, try to catch up." Eita lets out a small giggle. At least he waits for you to catch up before continuing.

Heyyyy, thanks for this request ily anon!! I think Tendo's is my favorite, he is such a cute menace. Anyways thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it :P

[natriae]

part 2 of this

cw// smut, daddy kink, got hella fluffy at the end ngl, MDI!!

"how many women have you fucked in here?" you question as your hand continues to feel up his chest.

"not many," is all the opposite hitter states. Slowly he lifts himself up so the two of you are face to face. Not letting your guard down you take a deep breath and watch as he holds your hand in place over his heart, "recently I've been thinking about one in particular," his deep voice rings out. Your pussy contracts around nothing as his sharp eyes maintain on yours. You swore you watched his jaw clench before asking, "You haven't fucked anyone, right? Kept yourself pure?" for me, you know he was implying that last part. You can't stop your face from flushing at his words.

Shaking you head you respond, "you know how much of a helicopter parent my dad is.." you just don't have time. The normally emotionless man's lips twitch with happiness. It didn't last long but even for a man like him it can be hard to keep your composure.

And it wasn't that you were saving your cunt just for him, you just never found the right time. Whether is was your father showing up randomly at your dorm, or being busy with class work, you just never had the right moment to do it. I mean, it definitely didn't help that none of the poor college boys could compare to the 44 year old man in front of you. They wouldn't be able to protect you the way he would and they most definitely wouldn't be able to please you the way he could.

"I've been so lonely here," you finish looking up at him. His hand finally leaves yours and pushes you down on the bed. He pulls your hand out from under your shirt and commands, "stay here tonight. I'll get you clothes, and you can sleep in here." He doesn't give you a chance to deny before he's up and walking into his closet.

'Jima sets the table and speaks to you like this was his everyday. It's so domestic, like you are his actual wife. After dinner he shows you to his bathroom, and the clothes he prepared for you. However, he doesn't leave for you to start undressing. Instead he pulls his shirt off and turns on the shower letting the water heat up.

"are you showering or not?" He asks pulling his sweats off. The bulge in his boxers is quite visible. Not wanting to get caught gawking you begin to bring your shirt over your head. "no bra. Good girl," He whispers before kissing your forehead. In your peripherals you watch as he pulls his boxers off and walks into the shower. God, how can a man have that nice of an ass.

Your body feels hot as you pull off the last of your clothing. The glass door to the shower not hiding Toshi's eyes as he watches you undress. Opening the door you can't help but immediately look at the large cock that twitches leaning on his thigh. The weight of it clearly dragging it down. "come on, baby" his deep voice rings out as he pulls you closer to him. He moves you so your hair is under the water, running his hands through your hair to allowing the water to really dampen it, but you can tell he's just using it as an excuse to touch you. "something wrong, baby?" his thick eyebrows bunch up as his bottom lip juts out. For such a quiet man he loves to tease.

"it hurts," you breathe out, looking up at him. His hands run down your arms and pull you closer by your hips. Now chest to chest the older man strokes your back with caution and empathy.

"what hurts, sweetie?" he asks as delicately he can, but his deep, commanding voice leaves your pussy pulsing around nothing.

"my pussy, daddy" you pout at him. Your arms wrapped around his neck waiting for the moment he finally crosses the invisible line between you too.

"want daddy to kiss it better?" you feel his chest move with each breath and there's no doubt he can feel the fast beating of your heart. You nod at his words, and then your world stops. The moment you have been working towards all these years. His large hand drops to your butt cheek to pull you closer as his head drops down to finally kiss your lips.

His kisses are rough just as you imagined. The large man easily lifts you off the ground attempting to get you as close as he possible can. He pushes your body against the cold tile wall as his hands grope as much as he can. God, he's been waiting for this since he knew you moved here. His best friend's pretty little daughter is such a slut for him.

The strong man breaks off the kiss and leaves a small peck on your cheek before lifting you up to the ceiling. Your hand immediately reaches out to grab onto the wall as your legs wrap around his head, thighs on his shoulders. He's shows no signs of stopping even as you latch onto his hair. He's much more vocal than you thought.

You can hear every deep breath he takes as he eats your pussy like its his last meal. His tongue licks up your folds as he sucks on your pulsing clit. You're sure you could cum from the slurps and grunts alone. Before you know it your body starts spasming and your hands pull harder at his hair. The retired volleyball player drops you back down as you cling to him like a koala. God damn you're so cute, he thinks. You watch as he licks his lips attempting to savor the taste of your virgin pussy.

Not saying a word he turns the water off and carries you to his bed. You've never seen him this aggressive. His hands easily pry your legs apart as his lust filled eyes watch as your pussy begs for attention.

"so wet," he states more to himself then to you. He maneuvers his body so he lays next to you just like earlier in the day. His eyes never leave your face as his fingers trail down your body to your awaiting pussy. Shamelessly he hits his girthy cock along your thigh a few times before his fingers go back to playing at your clit.

"need to stretch you a out before i can put it in," Toshi whispers nuzzling closer to your ear. He leaves light pecks along your ear lobe before licking you softly. His middle finger slowly trails down to push into your entrance. "relax, baby, can't fit it if your nervous," finally pushing past the tight ring of your vagina. "have you ever fingered yourself?" he asks eyes not leaving your face. He's so intimidating just watching your face contort in pleasure you couldn't imagine facing him off in a game. Shaking you head no Wakatoshi's lips begin to frown. Words, he tells you implicitly.

"no i haven't- ah- doesn't fill this good, daddy" you pout, his angry face morphs into one of pity as he starts easing in another finger.

"better?" better than your tiny fingers? I can please you so well baby. He leans his face down to kiss your plump and pouty lips. "no pouting" his voice rumbles as his whole arm starts to move to make you feel good. The speed at which his arm is moving up and down has you seeing stars and your pussy getting wetter by the minute.

"daddy, feels f-uhh-nnyy" you whine for him. Not wanting him to stop. Your eyes cross as you feel the urge to pee. Don't pee Don't pee you tell yourself as you moan and whine. Your arm closest to his body latches to his back as your nails dig into his flesh. The pleasure is more than you'd ever imagine. Your left arm is reaching up to grab at his face, feeling the stubble left on his cheek.

"cum,baby" he whispers as his nose bumps yours. Your eyes cross and then close once you feel your release. Your body jerking towards his arm as he carefully rides out your high. His arm doesn't lose his speed even after you start gushing all over his hand and forearm. Who knew you'd be such a squirter. It's borderline pornagraphic the way you moaned his name as fluids shot out of your glistening pussy. You're perfect.

Ushijima kisses your cheeks as you come down from your high. The two of you watch as he brings his thick fingers out and your cum drips off his hand. Before you can speak however his tounge is already back licking into your mouth. Biting his bottom lip as he manuvers over you has him groaning in pleasure. Ushijima Wakatoshi may be a switch you conclude as you smile into the kiss. When the two of you pull apart you can't help but take notice of the red dusting his cheeks. He's so cute.

Pulling a pillow to lay comfortably under your head he rests his arms on each side of you while he gets into position. You know he's wondering if you can take his cock, but you don't want to spoil that you've been practicing taking a dick that girth and length, but you've never had the real thing. His hand holds his thick length as he slaps and rubs his cock over your lips. Your cum providing enough slick that he doesn't have to force it. You bite your lip as his fat mushroom tip pushes past your entrance. God, you wish you had a camera set up from your point of view, so you could watch over and over again Wakatoshi's face as he slides in. If only you knew just how happy this makes him.

His body stills as he watches a few tears fall from your eyes. The corner of his lips twitch as his nostrils flare slightly. Knowing him your whole life makes you a genius at reading his expressions. "fills good 'toshi. You're not hurting me," you calmly tell him as you smile. At your declaration he continues to slide in. You watch as his biceps flex and unflex while he carefully easies in.

Always so caring. You knew Wakatoshi was a caring guy, but you thought that man was gone the minute he got you naked, but you were wrong. Your 'toshi is still in there. When his pelvis finally hits yours, his arms wrap around your body bringing you with him as he essential kneels on his bed. Your arms wrap around his neck as he positions himself for you can fully sit on him, but his arms don't leave. He holds you close like this is all a dream and he's scared you'll leave. You hold tightens are you start to ride his cock. Your body surpising him as it starts to rock back and forth. Swallowing, you have to hold yourself back from speeding up, wanting to savor this pleasure for as long as you can. Your hand threads through his hair as you lean back to look into his eyes. His hands move to your ass to help you grind on him. It's slow, sensual, perfect. It's everything you'd ever imagine.

That night he runs a bath and bathes you before finally getting you dressed and ready for bed. The large man cuddles you close to his chest and kisses your forehead. "stay with me," he speaks out before falling asleep.

[vainilla-milk]

princess

pairing: Ushijima x Fem! Reader

tags: too much fluff, female body, reader's height is 1.55m, time skip characters

wordcount: 1.5k

Ushijima has always been a reserved and unexpressive man, but for those who have been close to him, they know that this inexpressiveness is not an impediment to be someone very concerned about his own. Despite that, there was a side that he himself was unaware of and that had not yet come to light for everyone.

Until you came along.

You were both in college, he working on his sports career and you on your career related to journalism. You practically met him because of an assignment you were asked to do with your classmates, a sports-related report. 

Wakatoshi was big and imposing, his stony gaze made you nervous at first, but you managed to strike up a conversation with him. 

The acclaimed "Japan’s cannon" was the MOST docile man you had ever met in your life, naive and overly transparent.

You had been charmed by the boy, although you had to be resourceful to get him to talk to you. After that project, you didn't have any more contact with sports, but you didn't care about that. 

You became interested in volleyball and used the pretext to approach him again. 

Ushijima noticed your growing presence on his radar, but without giving it much importance, as you looked busy talking to several people present at the training. You were in and out of the place, always carrying some notebook handy with your pen. 

"Really your strength is impressive" you tell him one day after finishing his training. "I imagine you've trained very hard since you were little, haven't you?"

His stoic expression fixed on you, well, having to lower his gaze because of the size difference between him and you. You didn't get the blunt answer you were hoping for, it was simply a dry yes. 

You weren't going to give up just because of that. 

You tried again and again, until you became a constant in his life. Your stomach clenched with excitement the first time he was the one who took the initiative to talk to you.

To know more about you.

You invite him for coffee afterward and he accepts without objection. 

"You look pretty passionate about what you do" you hear him say. You lift your gaze from the sandwich to notice him and smile at him. 

Wakatoshi listened to you patiently and connected too much when you entered the waters of the sporting world. When you told him that he was the reason you became interested in volleyball and sports journalism, he felt a great warmth in his chest, so much so, that it was inevitable to smile. 

Everything pointed to the fact that from that moment on, he could never get you out of his mind again.

Your relationship was blossoming slowly but surely, Ushijima is quite the gentleman, you thought constantly. He cared about you, about your health, that you rest and eat well, hydrate and be happy. 

Because there has been no better discovery that behind that stoic face, hides a man who loves to pamper and spoil you.

Treat you like a princess. 

He genuinely loved to give you things as gifts, whether he surprised you by seeing a dress you had loved, new shoes to match a new outfit or your medicine to calm your menstrual discomfort. 

He left you a copy of the keys to his apartment in case you needed to study somewhere quiet, after all, he lives without roommates. You could sleep over if you wanted to. 

Were you tense? He helped you with massages. Were you feeling sick? He'd take you to the doctor. Did you need love? He'd make sure you got it all night long.

If you asked him for the moon, he would personally bring it down for you.

But to speak only of his love is an understatement in everything that really happened in the relationship, because you did not lag behind with your displays of affection. 

You supported him in everything that involved his career, taking advantage of the fact that your area allowed you to do so. You cooked for him, you tucked him in, you were there with him every moment. You got along very well with his father, something he quite appreciated, just as he appreciated that you were also able to get along with his former Shiratorizawa classmates. Especially with Tendou, his best friend. You helped him rediscover himself and open a new perspective on life and the world.

But still, time passes, and so many years of love and lust-filled nights were clearly going to end with you holding a positive pregnancy test.

You sighed in relief thanking the gods that the Olympic games had come to an end. 

Yeah, well, in these years of relationship you discovered that Wakatoshi could be quite passionate in bed. Sometimes enough to make an attempt on a poor condom trying to withstand hard onslaughts that would promptly release a load too heavy to hold back with latex. 

You guessed that during the games one must have broken without them noticing, or you just didn't give it enough thought. 

Watching your belly grow was fascinating for him, and more fascinating for the press to see Ushijima Wakatoshi show the world an unknown and exploitable side for their magazines and newspapers.

If you were his princess before, now, you are his queen expecting a princess. 

Although you both initially worried about how a baby might affect his sports career, you were supportive enough to go along with it. Ushijima sought advice from his father, but also received plenty of help from Romero. He felt reassured when both men presented him with all the ways to balance his work with fatherhood and marriage. 

"You should rest," he tells you as he hugs you from behind, his hands gently caressing your swollen belly. He was so excited, his frequent smiles gave him away, inside you was a little princess he was looking forward to meeting. 

"I need to move" you reply as you wash the dishes. "I'm not going to stay lying in bed for months until I give birth"

You remember in your youth not understanding why pregnant women insisted on doing so many things instead of resting and enjoying themselves during pregnancy. You can understand it better now, there is a certain feeling of uselessness that haunts you and you don't like it, your husband is constantly watching you to remind you not to overexert yourself. 

Still, in your last weeks, you were unstoppable. You felt almost no contractions and the last thing you wanted in life was to have to give birth by C-section. 

You cleaned the entire apartment, took forty-minute walks, tried to exercise.

You did it all! But it still seemed like the pregnancy would never come to an end.

You were so sad that Wakatoshi decided to comfort you with some libido. He did his best not to hurt you so he could please you.

Oh, but the way he managed to do it was the trigger for your body to finally decide that you should go into labor. You were almost past forty-one weeks, it was a relief to know that at last your princess would arrive. 

Hearing you scream made his stomach knot, you are strong and he knows it, but it didn't stop him from worrying that you were delivering the baby of a man who is over six feet tall and well, tall you clearly are not. 

When the noise stops, Wakatoshi feels that his heart finally manages to return to calm. His hand never let go of yours. 

"You did good, sweetie" he whispered against your forehead as he deposited a comforting kiss on your skin.

You felt an enormous happiness to see your baby placed on your chest while the medical team cleaned and tidied up the room before moving you and the baby to where you could rest and monitor your health. 

Wakatoshi watched you, recording the image in detail in his mind. Soon your laughter snapped him out of his trance. 

"Baby, you really were a huge pain in the ass for how small you turned out to be" you joked. 

Your husband smiles, you're right, his baby is a pretty little princess.

Tiny, unruly, troublemaker and too spoiled by her father. You thought.

The years flew by when your daughter was born. You were so thankful that Wakatoshi did not abandon you emotionally at any time as you had feared, it was something so recurrent in motherhood that you had even psyched yourself up in case it happened to you.

But that never happened, neither when you were in Japan nor when you moved to Poland, because Ushijima Wakatoshi would always move heaven and earth to always take his beloved wife and little princess wherever he went. 

Your daughter is quite a case, you expected her to inherit your husband's calm temperament, instead, she inherited yours but with multiplied energy. Her battery never ran out, but she was giggly and overflowing with joy. 

A lucky girl who had a devoted mother like you and a father like Wakatoshi who can never get enough of the love he gives to both of you and so must spoil you more and pamper his daughter like the good daddy's princess she is. 

But sometimes he overflows so much love for you that your belly again finds itself conceiving a new life. Maybe now it's the turn of a prince, maybe it's another little princess. 

You still have months to find out, but for Ushijima, he has a lifetime left to continue loving you and his precious daughter, Daddy's little princess.

[houseoftulips]

Living With… ~ Ushijima Wakatoshi

Fem reader and ushijima in a relationship (age over 21)

Synopsis ~ here are just things it would be like living with our stoic Miracle Boy. God, I love him so much just look at this picture of him!!

Content warning ~ just a smole bit of booby and thigh loving but that’s it, just fluff, fluff, fluff

First of all, waking up next to him seeing his bed head will immediately be the highlight of your day and him seeing you will be his highlight as well. He’ll pull you in closer with giggles falling from your smile just to snuggle for a bit. Sometimes on weekends you guys fall back asleep in each other’s arms.

He actually likes being the small spoon with his arms wrapped around your waist and his face buried between your boobs. Every once in a while he’ll add an occasional love bite as you run your fingers through his olive green hair. He’d even force you on your back so he could lay on your stomach or between your thighs.

“Babe?” you softly call to him.

“Yes, sweetheart?”

“You’re not uncomfortable?” you asked as you run your fingers through his scalp.

“No,” he mumbles as he kissed your inner thigh, “These are my favorite pillows.”

You guys would actually spend your rare free time in bed with him laying between your things as you both binge watch your favorite anime shows.

You love Ushijima with all your being but this man can be a little blunt with you when it comes to cleaning. He’s not necessarily a clean freak but there are ways to keep things tidy and up to his standards that aren’t hard to keep up with. (his words)

Cleaning is something he’s always kept up with since high school so he doesn’t get overwhelmed with trash, laundry, or anything of the sort when he comes home from practice or away games. Especially since he’s lived mostly alone when he wasn’t at the dorms of Shiratorizawa.

He put you on his cute little cleaning schedule he has for the week with him. Sundays mornings are for laundry and groceries, Tuesdays are for cleaning the bed sheets and towels, and Fridays are for cleaning the bathroom and kitchen. At first you were a little baffled by such a schedule because you didn’t put yourself on one.

“Honey… You don’t think it’s too much to go by that all the time?” you asked as you watched him dig under the kitchen sink to find his cleaning supplies for the bathroom.

“No? Why would I?” he asks out of curiosity as tall ass rises from the floor and hovers over you like a god damn cyclopes.

“We’ll because I’ve never done a schedule like this before. It’s so much work,” you laughed as you wrapped your arms around his waist. “We could be cuddling right now…”

A deep chuckle slips from his lips as he kissed your forehead. “I may have caught onto that a while ago but if feels strenuous to you I’ll give you a massage for completing such a task,” he smiled softly with a small hint of sarcasm.

Kisses on your forehead was something you learned that he loves doing. Yes, he can’t ever get enough of your sweet kisses on your lips but with the height gap between you two, it feels more sensual on his side, but you’re obviously not complaining. It’s also his way of comforting you and himself. He wraps his arms around your shoulders as he drowns your forehead in soft kisses and mumbles sentences consisting of “how was your day?” or “What do you need from me, baby?” or a simple, “I love you.”

He’s not too much of a cook, that’s more your thing. But that doesn’t stop him from learning or helping you out because he hates not doing something for you. He’s actually really good at cutting veggies to whatever desired size you’re looking for along with accurately measuring the ingredients. It’s also a perfect way for him to spend time with you since he’s not always home.

He has a thing for sweets but since he can’t eat too much of it because of volleyball, you make enough to last more than a week between the both of you. It’s one of his favorite reasons for coming home all happy is smelling the sweetness of whatever baked goodies you’ve made. It really makes him feel at home with you especially after coming home from away games.

Away games was something you guys fought over in the beginning when you moved in together. Before it was different because…well you weren’t living together so you were used to not being around him as it was. But as soon as you found your apartment and moved in, you guys were together all the time.

He knew that you were just missing him when you guys fought so he never let it get to him and always made sure to let you know that he’s listening to you. He was able to read you like a book most of the time and he knew how to put two and two together rather fast. So after those fights, he promised to be even more communicative than he already was to help ease the hurt you felt when he was gone. He also went out of his way to get you to come with him and his team to games out of the country. He genuinely thought it was absurd to leave you for months at a time so he took you much to your dismay.

“‘Tosh, I understand that you have to leave so don’t feel obligated to take me with you,” you said to him as you cooked dinner together.

He then looked at you like you shot him in the heart with a shotgun and a rifle at the same time. He was completely baffled at the fact you would say something like that because everything he’s done for you and will continue doing so is never out of obligation. “Why would you say such a thing,” he asked, “Its not out of obligation, you’re my girlfriend. You’re practically my wife at this point so don’t think I see you as any less than that,” he huffs as he continues to mince the mushrooms.

You smiled softly and didn’t bother to continue the conversation because deep down inside you were happy that he took you with him to those games but you wouldn’t have survived months of being apart. “You’re more than the best… I hope you know that,” you said to him.

He turns toward you to cup your cheeks as he kisses your forehead with his stoic smile. “I’ll always know that, baby,” he says as he wraps his arms around you.

And it’s true, living with him has taught you that he knows that you love him and he loves you. There were days where the both of you would sit down for a cup of coffee in the morning and just talk.

In high school, he wasn’t much of a talker but when he met you, he changed that. While he’s a bit straightforward, he makes sure he does it in a way where he doesn’t come off as an ass or as a way to start a fight. He’s obviously a lot more open to you than he is to his teammates so he actually likes to come home and rant to you about how stupid his team can be.

Baths with you are also something that’s comforting for him. It’s provided a quiet place for him as he just leans back and watches you read your book as you sit against his chest. Every once in a while, he’ll kiss your bare shoulder go let you he’s thanking you for the quality time you’re providing for him. There are even days where he’s beat to a pulp so you wash his body for him as you sit on his lap. His forehead leans against your chest as you wash his back and shoulders with his arms wrapped around your waist. You give him sweet and soft praises for making it through the long and grueling day to which he’s thankful for.

He’s so thankful for you…

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