#tetsuro kuroo smut

[sugawarassoulmate]

a few of y'all asked me about this ages ago and i always had the thought in my head but i never actually wrote it down.

but y'all really liked the idea of loser!kuroo and virgin!mean!reader

word count: 845 cw: fem!reader, virgin!reader, name calling, bullying, fingering, implied oral (f receiving), minors dni

virgin!mean!reader who everyone thinks is experienced and she's never bothered to correct them

even kuroo thinks she has a couple bodies under her belt when she starts tormenting him on the daily

she's just so cool and beautiful and everyone is afraid of her but lowkey wants to spend a night with her????

but some things are a bit off

whenever kuroo gets too close to reader during their study sessions and his tall, imposing, figure completely towering over reader when he leans in to ask a question, he notices for some reason you can't look him in the eye

sometimes reader kisses kuroo when she's bored and wants him to stop talking but whenever he deepens it by sucking on her tongue or his fingers try to slip under her shirt, she immediately pushes him away. "fucking pervert," she snaps, going back to her book

reader's bugging kuroo another day—the usual poking fun at him for being a loser always talking about science and tripping over his own feet. "i bet you've never even had pussy. you a virgin or something?" you laugh at your own hypocrisy, keeping up the ruse

kuroo shrugs his shoulders, explaining that he had, in fact, slept with two people back in high school (his first girlfriend ever and a rebound after the two broke up)

reader's shocked that even someone as pitifully embarrassing as kuroo got some before her and irrationally pissed off at the thought of someone else touching kuroo like that

again, her behavior captures kuroo's attention, prompting him to ask if she's had sex before

"what the fuck are you on about? i'm not a fucking virgin!" you blurted out, immediately going on the defense. but kuroo can see how you're acting now and remembers all those times you got flustered but the tiniest bit of physical intimacy.

he stands up, using his height to back you into a corner of your small dorm room. just as he figured, your eyes grow wide and all the attitude you had moments before is nowhere to be seen.

"has nobody ever made you cum before, baby?" kuroo asks, leaning in for a deep kiss that you can't push your way out of this time. "is that why you're so upset? do you need me to help you cum?"

you've never seen kuroo act like this before—so secure and sure of himself. his finger reached out, slipping past your top to touch the soft skin and your body feels like it's buzzing.

he kisses you again, using his strength to keep you from pushing him away when his tongue enters your mouth. "te-tetsu," you whine, feeling embarrassed that he's having such an effect on you.

"tell me you want me to help," kuroo huffs between kisses. "i can't do it unless you tell me."

you'd literally rather die than admit how badly you want kuroo to do whatever he wants with you. but the words leave your lips anyway, full of desperation and shame. "tetsu, i wanna cum. please, please help me cum."

it's all kuroo needs to shove his hand down your shorts and push your panties to the side. you whine when his fingers plunge into your warm, wet heat. it's the first time anyone else has touched you down there and kuroo's fingers are thicker and rougher than yours.

his pace is slow but kuroo easily stretches you out, swallowing every cry of yours with another kiss. "this is all you needed huh, baby?"

it's all over when kuroo uses his thumb to circle your clit, leaving you more of an incoherent mess. it's never felt like this when it was just you. touching yourself will never be the same, it has to be kuroo doing it now. nobody else but him.

your body shudders, a sob leaving your lips as you finally come on kuroo's fingers, juices running down his hand. your cunt offers no resistance, fully accepting his digits fucking you through your orgasm.

the only thing keeping you upright is the fact that kuroo pinned you to the wall. you're feeling lightheaded—when did tears run down your face?—the squelching sound your pussy makes when kuroos pull his fingers out leave you mortified.

it's worse when he starts licking them, groaning over your essence.

kuroo helps you to your bed, laying you gently on the mattress and situates himself between your legs. "ready?"

"ready?" you repeated, unsure of what he meant. your cunt was still reeling from your last release, still feeling the ghost of kuroo's fingers sending you over the edge.

"oh, don't worry, baby. we're not having sex tonight, you're not ready yet." he coos, kissing your thigh. "but the thought of licking your sweet pussy right now makes me really hard and i just wanna be a little selfish."

this isn't the kuroo that cowers whenever you walk down the hall, afraid of becoming the target of your anger. this is much, much different that what you're used to.

"whatever makes you feel good, loser," you said, with no malice in your voice.

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[forusomimiya]

I had a vision,

and it's Kuroo in his office, with his hand working hard on his cock again.

It's too late for this. Everyone in the office had gone home, but Kuroo was still there, reminding you what a slut you are for fantasizing about him fucking you while you were home alone. Your fingers running across your belly, hearing him losing his mind, struggling to keep quiet even though he knew no one was there. Just him having a normal ordinary call with you like all the other nights.

"I can see even without you by my side how beautiful you get when you moan like that" His voice wicked, lustful, enjoying what he hears on the other end of the phone, imagining you collapsing just listening to him. It only made you want more, more than he was making you feel right now that cold night from his office.

Sitting in that black office chair, suit pants stretching at the crotch, legs spread wide, and a few little tickling thrusts near his balls, making him breathe hard, widely with each pump. The hand which he was holding the phone with started to go cold, but he didn't care, your voice made him warm up and speed up for seconds.

“I know you’re as close as I am, doll… now I need y—hah.. I need ya completely surrendered to me, ‘kay?”

He could see you nodding, eyebrows drawn together as you heard him gasp, accompanying him with every breath, feeling so slowly as your ecstasy approached sooner than it should, that you had to warn him.

"Yeah baby, I feel it too. Listen" you could clearly hear his wet cock, causing you to have an unquenchable thirst to clean his leaks. “Now im gonna cum inside you and I want you being the good girl you are and hear you scream your fucking husband’s name, right?”

You shouted so loudly that you swore that even your neighbors would not forget Kuroo’s name for the next years.

Taglist ✨: @wishiknewwhatiwasdoingwithmylife @tsukiran

[saigethearies]

saige’s terrortober presents…

future

seeing how good tetsuro is with kids has you wanting him to put one in you.

camp counselor!tetsuro kuroo x fem!reader

contents/warnings: breeding, unprotected doggystyle, vaginal fingering, kitten and mama petnames, mentions of marriage and babymaking, no pregnancy reader is on birth control, reader and kuroo are in college and work at a camp

wc: 1.4k

18+ MINORS DNI

the crisp fall air felt even more refreshing at night. the changing colors surrounded the camp in pretty hues of orange and red, matching the warm flames crackling away in the middle of the circle. storytimes are firepit were always a hit during the fall season, when the camp operated more as a babysitting service for couples on a date night rather than the usual summer sleepaway. it was honestly nice, allowing you to keep your counselor job into the start of the semester without having to work as many hours so you had time for your coursework.

the convenience wasn’t the only thing you loved, though.

“the group inched closer to the closet, flashlights held tight in their hands as they crept through the dark,” kuroo narrated, voice projecting so every kid listening in could hear.

you smiled at the way your boyfriend had them all on the edge of their seat, everyone’s undivided attention on the rooster head as he told his tale. he knew exactly when to pause for dramatic effect or when to emphasize a certain point. it was honestly impressive how great of a storyteller he was.

“they finally reached the door, turning the knob slowly and opening the door with a loud creak only to find…a report card! full of f’s!”

the kids all laughed, seemingly amused with the funny twist kuroo chose to end his story with. he didn’t want to send the kids back to their homes too scared, now. you chuckled along with them, heart feeling all warm watching the way he interacted with the children.

in your three years of dating, it was not lost on you how naturally amazing kuroo was with kids. he always treated them with the same kindness and respect he would give an adult, and you could see the content smile that would come onto his face whenever a youngster would engage in conversation with him.

not only was it precious, but it was honestly attractive. you were nearing the end of your college years, graduation on the horizon, and he’d already brought up the m word multiple times- not to mention you caught him studying the sizes of your rings that one time. while you told him not to rush anything, you knew he was the one you were going to marry. not only that, but this was the man that would most likely be fathering your children, and every time you saw him bring a smile to a kid’s face, it just reminded you of how amazing of a dad he was going to be.

and that made you want him so much.

knowing that he would take such good care of you and your potential babies drove you up the wall, wishing you could skip to your white picket fence era despite telling him that the two of you were young and didn’t need to be in a hurry.

kuroo caught you staring at him from across the firepit and sent you his signature grin, and you had to resist the urge to press your thighs together, knowing that this wasn’t the place.

the thoughts were still shuffling around in your mind when kuroo drove the two of you back to his apartment later, shift finally over now that all of the children had been picked up by their guardians. visions were dancing across your brain of him gently rocking a little baby, giving piggyback rides to a toddler, teaching a child how to spike a volleyball.

your boyfriend had noticed you were much more quiet than usual but chose not to question it. he figured you would talk once the two of you got home.

the elevator trip once you arrived was silent, and kuroo was starting to worry that there really was something bothering you.

so imagine his surprise when your lips were crashing against his the second he locked his front door, smaller hands gripping his shoulder and pulling him down to your height. his eyes went a little wide in surprise before he closed them and melted into the kiss, never one to look a gift horse in the face.

you pulled away to gasp for air and he grinned, bringing a thumb up to press against your bottom lip.

“what’s gotten into you, kitten?”

nothing could prepare him for what you said next, your eyes glassy and breath labored.

“wanna have a baby with you.”

now wasn’t the time, both of you knew that, and it was mainly just the lust talking at the moment. however, the idea still filled both of you with a sense of excitement and adrenaline. you were on birth control, but a little practice for the real deal in the future couldn’t hurt, right?

you felt his large hands snake under your t-shirt, forehead coming to rest against yours.

“is that right? my pretty girl wants to become a mommy?”

you nodded. “wanna make you a daddy.”

he hummed at that, beginning to kiss you once more as he backed you towards his bedroom, tugging both of your shirts off in the process. each of you were shedding your clothes, nude as can be by the time you reached the bed.

kuroo gave you one final kiss before commanding you to get on the bed.

“all fours.”

you did as you were told, keeping your ass towards him and arching the way he liked. you heard him step towards you and almost cried when you felt his fingers teasing at your entrance.

he slowly pumped his index and middle in and out of you, amazed at how wet your cunt already was. how long had you been wanting this?

not in the mood to waste time, you craned your neck to look at him, a desperate look in your eyes.

“inside, tetsu! want you inside now!”

he normally would refuse, insisting on prepping you. but tonight you had asked for a baby. you asked for a baby as if you knew about the endless dreams and fantasies in his head of you with a sweet little bump on your belly.

he’d give into your plea to forego foreplay tonight, but only this once. only because you managed to hit him where it really hurts.

the moan that tore from your throat as he split you open was the neediest he’d ever heard, and he wasted no time in starting to cant his hips as deep as possible. you were mewling, trying to push back to meet his thrusts each time, the want to be filed fogging your mind.

“so good! so good!”

you felt his hand between your shoulder blades, pressing down to arch your back even more. he groaned as he started to hit even further down in your walls, as if he was trying to get as close to your cervix as he could.

“good girl, such a good fucking girl for me.”

he didn’t think he’d ever felt your pussy grip him this tight. you were going to milk him for everything he was worth, and he honestly couldn’t wait.

you felt him lean over you, his chest against your back as his hot breath fanned against your ear.

“gonna be the prettiest mama ever. can’t wait to see how beautiful you look carrying my baby.”

you whined at his words.

“baby! want your baby, tetsu! want it so bad!”

“fuck.”

your cries had him pistoning into you even faster, so ready to give into your pleas and grant you your wish. maybe not today, but someday.

the coil in his stomach had grown so taught, and from the way your thighs were shaking, he knew yours had, too. he brought his thumb to your clit, knowing it would be the last shove you needed to tumble over the edge with him.

“where do you want it, kitten?”

he already knew the answer.

“inside! inside inside inside, please!”

one last rub at your sensitive nub had the wave of pleasure crashing over you, your orgasm sending kuroo into his own as he spilled his cum deep into your cunt. you’d never felt so full in your life.

you slumped against the bed, boneless. you heard kuroo chuckle behind you and felt a kiss pressed to the crown of your head.

“come on, mama,” kuroo said. “don’t go tapping out on me just yet.”

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saige’s terrortober masterlist

[lunaekalenda]

SCENE II: 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔡𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔢𝔯 𝔣𝔬𝔯?

summary: bokuto was almost sure you were there to cheer on him, but all your smiles were directed to the captain of the Nekoma Team. What a shame they are friends, and friends share.

warnings: nothing is canon here lol (names of the high school teams are still the same but on national league (?)). consensual filming. use of words like pretty, beautiful, . voyeurism, idk it's long to be plotless.

The stadium is full, people cheering on both teams can be seen on the steps, screaming, hugging each other, celebrating every point as if it was decisive. You weren't a fan of volleyball, but it's true that your brother insist every time that he could do better if you're there cheering on him. Although, it's true that there's something that has caught your interest during the adult's league.

Bokuto thinks it's him. The one that makes you follow the ball with such a tension, he feels your eyes on him with every move. He has been giving you side looks from time to time. You're pretty. Way too pretty to be ignored. And with those eyes fixed on him, there's nothing he can do but flex his amazing abilities in front of you.

Kuroo, on the other side, already knows you, from the long afternoons at your house with your brother, when they practiced on the garden and you brought them freshly made smoothies with a cute smile and quiet voice. And he was eager to identify your shirt's color, to know on what side you were standing today. He focuses on serving, blocking and annotating. He has time later to say hi properly.

The match lasts longer than you expected, but finishes with a big victory of your brother's team over the other one, dressed in white. They smile to the others as the results are announced. You try to find your brother between all the people, to indicate him you will wait outside. It takes you a second, but in the moment your gaze falls on your brother, he asks you to go and meet his high school friends with a signal. You leave the steps and walk quietly towards the team. You know a couple of them, of course, but the other team is almost unknown for you. Kuroo gets a step closer, but it's a white-haired guy who takes your hand.

"Bokuto Kōtarō at your serve, beautiful." His eyes are flirty and his side smile is directed towards you. You feel heat on your cheeks as he releases your hand softly.

"Nice to meet you. You made a good game." You say. Bokuto's eyes scan your body softly, stopping on the right curves and the right spots, admiring it so shamelessly while your brother was helping to order and put everything on place. His eyes go back from the red fabric of your clothes to your eyes, a raised brow and a smirk.

"Although you seemed to know who to cheer on today, hm?" this time, is a familiar voice who sounds as an answer.

"Come on, Bokuto. Everyone knew that we were gonna win." Kuroo's arm catches your shoulders, making you smile towards him, and Bokuto sees it. It's almost a second before you fade it away, but his eyes were faster. You like Kuroo. And he can't help but think if it might be reciprocal and both of you are too dumb to get that the other feels the same. Although, seeing it better, the look he gives you back, the side smile you give him... Bokuto catches the real feeling. Tension. Something way more feral. He looks at you as if the only thing stopping from taking you to the locker room is your consent.

You desire each other, and he's never wrong on that. He'll have to wait if he want to have his opportunity with you, unless Kuroo doesn't mind to share. If anything happens between you two, of course.

And, somehow, you two ended alone in the changing rooms.

"Now I get why you come so much to volleyball matches." His voice sounds sweet as he slides his hands over your body, finding every spot that makes you tremble, taking you closer to him, lips ghostly touching yours as he speaks. "Such a little opportunist." His tongue makes your lips' shape slowly and you lean towards him, bodies colliding softly as your hands wander around his toned abs and the V shape that the sporty shorts leave to your gaze. His t-shirt keeps falling on your hands, so you're quick to take it away, pulling slowly to make him notice what you want to do. He's way taller than you, and taking his t-shirt by yourself would be impossible. He gives you a smirk before a fast kiss, still looking at you in the eyes and holding your hands, that are still gripped to his shirt. "What do you want, pretty?" You avoid his gaze, feeling shy, but he takes your chin, making you look at him again. "I'm not a seer, baby. And you can speak clearly what you want me to do, can't you?" The phone is still on the lockers where you left it earlier. It could be a time until you'll be able to meet like this again, so, having a memory if this will make the wait way shorter.

"Take it off, Tetsu, please." your voice is deep from the desire, and you can't even recognize yourself. Your fingertips burn and your spine gets a electric sensation when his big hand rubs your waist.

"A clothing for a clothing, does it sound good for you, love?" you nod and he takes your lips on his once again, before parting with a sigh, taking his red t-shirt out with a movement. You let out a little exhalation at the sight of strong, hard muscles right against you hand when he presses it under his hot one, sliding it softly. Your breaths are mixed and both your gazes are fixed on your hands, tangled. He takes the free one to your cheek, kissing you again intensely. He releases you to grip to your t-shirt, red as his, and with a little pull you part. He takes it away from your body slowly, letting the fabric caress and tickle softly your skin, making your back arch towards him and you open your mouth in a silent moan when his hot fingers take your bare skin next to his again. His eyes are darkened with lust as they travel from your belly button to the cleveage. He lowers his head until his lips and teeth bite on your breasts, following the line that the cup of the bra makes against your skin. His pants go next as you part from his lips with a sweet smile, hands finding the shorts elastic as you get on your knees, slowly taking them down. His arm rests against the wall and he looks down at your hands massaging him from above the black underwear. He smiles softly. "You're so hot..." his whisper gets trunked by a little moan when you lick the fabric, above the wet spot. His free hand flies to your head, caressing your cheek, pushing you a little harder towards his length, still covered. He feels so aroused, it's such a tempting image to see you kneeling in front of him.

Tempting for both him and the guy in the shower room, that gets a peek through the door of your busy lips kissing his tip through the black fabric. His hand caresses his bulge a little harder, still not in the main show to jerk himself to. He tries to be silent, but he's already so hard he's not sure he'll be able to muffle the moans.

Kuroo makes you stand up again, searching your lips with much more necessity. He whispers between kisses.

"Are you sure your brother won't search you?" you shake your head. You told him you were gonna help on the girls changing room to a friend that plays next hour. You hope it to work. His lips find yours again, aggressively, tongue sliding inside. His hands take away your jeans as fast as he can, hands now touching the revealing lace of your underwear. He parts with a smile, lust and playfulness shining on his eyes. "You really did prepare yourself, didn't you?" He cups your ass with his hands to attract you closer, and you dedicate him a silly smile.

"Maybe." his face gets close again, but he only leaves a peck before talking in a whisper, again. "You know so well how to make me hard, don't you?" one of his hands leave your butt and rests on the panties, giving a long caress down, touching where you more wanted him. You body arches towards his as his lips leave a ghost kiss on yours, almost mocking you. He takes the lace a little to a side, being able to test, with expert fingers, how wet you already are. And, for his own good, you're soaking. He smiles before getting closer again, another fierce kiss pressed on your mouth, tongue exploring your mouth as good as his fingers caress your puffy folds. He wants to sit on that bench and make you sit on his face so bad, but he selected this spot to be covered in case someone enters. He will have to leave it for another time, sadly. He makes you hurry, taking your bra up and your panties down until they're on your ankles. His boxers disappear as well, between rushed kisses and shared moans. The pace fastened and the atmosphere got hotter quickly. His hands take your thighs, panties hanging from your ankle and your fingers tangled on his hair. You need him so bad, you try to move, with your legs gripped, against his cock, failing. He laughs. "Oh, do it."

He smiles, a brow raising as he gives a fake thrust that only makes both of you moan because of the friction.

"Say please." he says, words pronounced against your lips. "Beg for it. Beg for me to fuck you" his last whisper sends electricity through your spine, and you kiss him, so needly, so damn needly. His lips feel like cold breeze in summer. He gives another fake thrust, another painfully good thrust were his cock slide against your folds. You moan, and it made Bokuto palm himself harder. Damn, he should be there too. Two mouths feel better than one. Four hands do better than two. He opens the door a little more, getting to listen your sweet, breathless voice.

"Please, Tetsu. Please."

He takes both your legs on his arms stronger, your back totally against the wall and his tip teasing your folds softly, a moan escaping from his mouth when, using one arm to keep you in place, he puts himself on your entrance. Your body is folded against the blue wall, and his lips cover yours as he enters slowly on you. Both your legs hang from the sides of his body, and move with every thrust he gives you. He starts at a slow pace, but your moans and the way you clench around him makes him loose his mind. "Harder, Tetsu, do it harder."

Oh, fuck. You seemed so cute, so innocent, and that's how you beg for him to break you. Bokuto didn't expect this, he was even waiting for the most vanilla session he could ever watch, but damn. His fist follows Kuroo's pace as he bites his shirt, trying to drown the moans and trying to not make both of you suspect of his presence. He feels so close, so damn close... He can't help but moan when he releases, but both of you seem too entertained to notice. He cleans his hands the best he can before leaving but, before, he wants to make sure that he was there, just for fun, for pure arousal. Maybe because of the adrenaline of the orgasm. He walks towards both of you, still too concentrated on each other to repair on his presence.

"Huh? Having fun without inviting, Tetsuro?" a deep voice asks. You try to take him away from your skin, but Kuroo keeps licking and kissing. The white-haired guy is standing there, without worrying about your state - both legs useless, panties hanging, back against the wall and hands around his neck-. "An incredible cutie and you wanted to keep it for yourself. How selfish." Bokuto takes his bag and leaves with a gesture. "Remember to invite next time!" he says, before leaving. How much time has he been there? Has been Kuroo aware of his presence? Has he seen everything? The thought makes something hot travel to your core. Being seen like this, with the brain intoxicated by such a man, filled with him and moaning his name. You moan harder, feeling your throat sore, and your partner smiles. "Discovering that he saw you begging for my cock has you dripping wet, love." his thrusts are now harder, even more than before, as you try to rearrange yourself on his arms. "We may habe to invite him next time, what do you think?" Kuroo's words fill your brain, but it is too full of him to understand anything. Your lips suck softly on his shoulder, drowning the moans on his skin. "I might need to reward him for making my girl that wet." his breath starts to be erratic as his thrust are, tongue licking up your neck and hands gripping harder to the flesh of your legs. "Come on, cum, pretty. You deserve it after the good show you gave him." It's not long until you're screaming and trembling against his body, with both your fluids sliding down your legs. You both take a second to catch your breaths, smiling at the other. He leaves a peck again, and another one. He smiles softly before releasing you, letting your feet touch the cold floor. His hands grip your hips to avoid you from falling, as your legs are still sore. His smile is luminous before he gets closer to gove you another kiss, hungrier, deeper this time. "You alright?" he asks, foreheads resting against the other and lips still too close. You nod. "Need me to kick that asshole?" you smile, but shake your head.

"It made things kinda... hornier." Tetsuro smiles bigger before kissing you again. Was he always this affectionate? You can't remember, but you like it. You like him.

"Little exhibitionist." he whispers, before getting his lips closer to yours again. "My little exhibitionist."

[bokuakaluv]

Think about how Kuroo would have you in missionary and press down on your stomach where he can see his himself.

Im going insane thinking bout this 🫶🏻

[itsthe-grim-reaper]

thinking about kuroo buying you lingerie just to rip it off of you. Not like rip like move it but like legitimately tearing fabric and breathing heavily from the sight before he shoves his cock inside of you

[viviaj]

its 6:57 in the morning and you can vaguely feel kuroo’s cock pressing against you.

with his hand pressed against your soft stomach, he silently presses against your back. you’re not really awake, but you’re not exactly asleep either.

kuroo loves morning sex, he likes to feel you and hear your whiny sounds as your eyes struggle to adjust to the early light— as they adjust to him intruding your peaceful sleep.

he’s a pervert, he thinks for a moment; wanting to press his fingers into you while you’re barely awake. he thinks he should feel guilty, but you always react so dubiously that he can’t help himself.

with his cock still rubbing against you methodically, he reaches for your little shorts and slips his hand down to your soft sweet cunt.

he runs his hand over your thighs, and every part where you connect with him. it’s not enough.

he’s slipping a hand between your folds, gently feeling you. there was no intent to get you off; just a pure moment of wanting to feel you and touch you. he slips a single finger into you and its him groaning into your shoulder.

“baby?” he murmurs against you and a small noise comes from the back of your throat, “you’re so soft,” you can hear the smile in his voice.

“i have to, baby,” he’s sitting up and gently prying your legs apart, “i have to put my cock in you baby, okay?”

he’s not really asking, more so just letting you know. he’s not wearing a condom.

your body twitches up into him as he enters you, just letting himself feel around you. your hands move up to his arms as you murmur that he “shouldn’t”.

“i don’t see you making much of an effort to stop me,” and you just let yourself whine, eyes pressed closed as kuroo is everywhere on you.

“but we shouldn’t, kuroo, we can’t,” he thinks it’s funny when you act like this because as soon as he takes his cock out, you’ll whine and groan, just like you are now. you’re so predictable.

so he does that. he moves down to your neck, kissing you lightly over, and over again. “just the tip, please. please?” you’re begging, just like he knew you would. he loves you.

“oh? just the tip?” you nod quickly, “okay baby, just the tip.”

it is not just the tip.

with one hand, he’s holding your legs up; giving himself the world-class view of watching his cock disappear into your pretty pussy.

you’re breathtaking like this. smooth, and sweet and pretty. he can’t help himself, and how could you even blame him? not when he’s so close to you, and so sweet to you as he’s smiling down at your batting eyes.

“what is it? talk to me, baby,” no words come out, just a soft hiccup coming from your lips. “you don’t have to do anything, you’ve done enough,” his eyes soften with the softness in his smile; which do not correspond to the way hes moving in and out of you.

kuroo and you have never fucked without a condom before, and it shows. it feels so intensely different, with the knowledge that this is something you shouldn’t be doing, it’s explosive.

“gonna cum in you, yeah? just let me take care of you.”

“kuroo, we- we can’t, we shouldn’t,” you’re pathetically murmuring, hips moving up towards him. everything you’re saying is contradicting your actions, it’s silly.

“okay baby, yeah, i won’t, dont worry, ” kuroo lies. with your face buried into his neck, you mouth at the skin there, unable to say much.

he tells you how good you feel, how your cunt is so soft and he just can’t help it.

“you’re so warm,” you whine into him, the feeling of him cumming in you foreign, it doesn’t feel right.

kuroo reaches down to kiss you wherever he can manage to reach you, his arms keeping you where you are.

“good morning.”

[tiza0925]

Hello! I'm new to this but have you ever thought about any of your favorite characters while they're in the act and you look down at a certain part and they're so big on you that it scares you but they're pretty sure it could fit.I don't know if you could write something like that, sorry if it makes you uncomfortable.

hellooo, absolutely love this prompt so much ty for this ♡

men that make it fit | 18+

warnings/tags: nsfw, afab/female!reader, size difference, fingering, pet names, praise kink, squirting, raw sex, implied multiple orgasms, large cocks ♡

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Big men who just cover your entire body with theirs when they’re on top of you. 

Guys who make you feel so small when you’re on their lap, their hands are so damn big that they can cover your entire waist, legs, and hands—practically engulfing you. 

Big men that just pin you to the mattress while making out with you, they’re so strong without needing to try, and you probably should feel scared by the difference in strengths but god—you feel so secure. 

And you know he’ll take care of you even if he can hurt you sometimes—never on purpose unless you want it—because of how massive he is. 

Guys who feel just a little bad when they hear you cry from them pushing their thick fingers inside you—stretching your poor cunt and making you leak all over his hand as he curls his fingers inside your plush walls, coaxing out a throbbing orgasm from you. 

“Such a sweet little thing for me,” You hear him murmur, watching as your face twists with pleasure, and he can see the slight worry in your eyes as he fucks you with his fingers. “My baby is taking me so well already.” 

But can you take his cock? 

Fuck—what if it’s too big? 

It must be—his fingers are already too much for you—his dick will be nearly impossible to fit inside you. 

“You think you can be good and take my cock?” You whine, feeling heady and muddy as he pins both of your hands above your head on the bed, while his other hand continues to twist and curl inside you, his thumb pressing and rubbing your swollen clit. “I want to feel my favourite pussy, sweetheart.” 

But you suck in a shaky breath, eyes wide and scared because you know you can’t fit all of him in, and he chuckles breathlessly as he kisses your lips so softly, making you melt against him. 

“Don’t be scared,” He kisses your cheek, then gives your trembling lower lip a gentle pull with his mouth, trying to get you relaxed as he strums his fingers through your sopping folds, his voice low and deceptively soothing. “I’ll be gentle with you, okay?” 

He always is—and that’s the thing. 

No matter how gentle he tries to be—he still ends up stretching you so wide that you think you might actually split in half, the sting of him inside you being too much that you cry sometimes.

He kisses you, and reassures you, hand running up and down your body to spread goosebumps all over your skin. 

Then he’s pushing his pants off to let his fat cock bounce free—it lands on your belly, all hot and heavy, and your breath hitches as electricity sparks through your body—and your heart rate doubles with every passing moment, just waiting for him to stuff you with his cock. 

“Relax for me,” He says while guiding his dick to slide between your plush pussy, letting your slick folds hug his length and coat them in juices as he rocks his hips—his cock head bumping against your clit every time his hips are flushed against yours. 

“You feel that, baby?” Your lashes flutter, your eyes half-lidded as he works you up, making your cunt pulse as he glides his heavy cock over it. “You’re gonna be so good and fit all of me, okay?” 

You gulp, but you still nod—because you want to be good for him. 

You want to feel him and make him feel good. 

And he watches you, focused, taking in every twitch of your features as he slowly pushes the head of his dick inside you—his eyes alight with heat when he sees the way your mouth pops open with a gasp, already feeling the intense stretch of him. 

“You’re okay, baby,” he shushes you, sliding his hands under your thighs to guide them around his waist, and you whine as you hook your arms around his neck, bringing him closer, sloppily kissing him as he waits for you to adjust. “You feel so tight already—fuck—”

He groans, his voice vibrating against you, and you begin to breathe heavily as he pushes his fat cock into you—making you feel every agonizing inch as your pussy struggles to swallow him whole. 

“I—“ Your sentence gets cut short as you choke, already feeling him in your lungs and he’s only halfway in, “I can’t—”

“You can,” One of his hands comes up to swipe a fallen tear on your cheek with his thumb, while his other hand pins you to the bed by the waist. “I know you can, baby, you always did before.”

Which is true—you always did but—

It’s just so fucking big—holy shit—

You bite your lip, and your eyes squeeze shut as you try your hardest to relax—your fluids being pushed out as he lodges his dick inside your warm, plush walls, causing a wet mess all over your thighs and bed. 

You hold him as if you’re clinging onto dear life—taking all of him as he kisses you through it—until his hips finally press against your ass, his cock so deep that your limbs grow numb and you swear you can orgasm already. 

“There you go, sweetheart,” He purrs, waiting a moment as your pussy throbs around him, feeling abused and soaked, and he smiles down at you so achingly soft. “Taking me all like a good girl for me.” 

Then he pulls back—

“Oh god—” And you keen when he rocks his hips forward, sliding his cock along your walls, and he sets a pace of fucking you—getting you wet and your eyes to roll back as he becomes greedy with your pussy. 

“Look, baby,” He grunts, thrusting his cock in and out, his length coming out slick and creamy from your arousal, and he grips your face—fingers squishing your cheeks—to make you look down. “Look how well you’re taking me.” 

Your vision is foggy, you’re barely able to comprehend anything except for the dick inside your sore cunt, and you blink blearily as you try to look at what he wants you to see and—

Fuck.

You watch the way his cock disappears into your pussy, his girth forcing its way into you—and you let out a shaky breath at the way you’re taking it all in. 

Just like he said you would. 

“Told you I’ll make it fit, sweetheart, I always do,” You hear him murmur, and you force yourself to relax into a ragged breath as your limps melt into the mattress beneath you.

You feel like you’re being split in half as he fucks you over and over, bringing you higher and higher until you’re cumming all over him—gushing out liquid as you squirt on his cock with a wet moan, his name on your tongue—

And he takes good care of you throughout it all. His aftercare overwhelms you with cuddles of love and affirmation.

He loves you too much, anyway.

End.

Bokuto, Oikawa, Ushijima, Atsumu, Suna, Gojo, Choso, Sakusa, Geto, Sukuna, Nanami, Akaza, Oda, Kuroo, Hinata, plus any of your fav characters ♡

Masterpost

[sugawarassoulmate]

Oml what about loser! kuroo thigh fucking bully!reader bcs she mad at him smth?

omg omg omg omg loser!kuroo being incredibly horny but reader is so pissed off him that she doesn't even want to give him a handy or let him eat her out sksksk

words: 489 cw: fem!reader, intercrural sex/thigh sex, humiliation, crying, implied oral (f receiving) minors dni

"please, please, baby i'm sorry," he rambles, tears streaming down his face as he says anything to feel the warm comfort of your cunt again. but you don't even acknowledge him as you scroll through tiktok.

that's probably the worst of it. you won't throw an insult his way, seemingly unfazed by the big man on top of you, folding your body in half as he desperately tries to get off by sliding his heavy cock between your thighs.

kuroo doesn't know what he did to be on the receiving end of your ire but it must have been bad enough if you weren't even looking at him. he offered to give you pleasure instead but you wouldn't let him shove his head between your thighs.

instead, you spread your legs for him and gave kuroo a look that said "you're lucky i'm giving you this," before turning your attention to your phone.

"i'll do anything, please i'm sorry," he whines, his thrusts getting sloppier. the touch of your skin does enough to get him off judging by the slippery mess he leaves between the plush of your thighs. but nothing would ever compare to the feeling of burying his cock so deep within you that he nearly passes out.

but you give him nothing except a bored sigh. not even a quirk of your eyebrow or a glance in his direction. you were letting him use you like a toy—something for kuroo to use to get off.

it pained him but also made him so fucking hard.

"oh my—fuck, baby," he gasps, pathetically wiping his tears away as he presses your thighs harder against his cock, increasing his pleasure. "please let me eat you out. let me fuck you. let me do something. it's not the same if i can't make you feel good too, baby...fuck!"

kuroo's cum covers your thighs and spills onto your stomach. for someone who complained about it not being enough, he was able to make an absolute mess of your lower half. his entire body shakes above you and he’s sure you can feel the stray tears hitting your skin.

“i’m sorry, let me—let me just make it better, please,” he breathes, head laying on your chest as he tries to collect himself. he’s so weak for your body that even your thighs can get him to cum that hard, how shameful.

but you don’t give kuroo the time to reflect. for the first time that night, he feels your hands on him. your fingers pull at his hair to push him away and show him the mess in between your legs. most of his cum dripped down to your pussy, painting it white with his seed.

your beautiful, haunting eyes bore into his and kuroo knows what to do without you uttering a single word. and suddenly all of the shame is worth it when he hears a gasp leave your lips.

©sugawarassoulmate 2023 all rights reserved - please do not repost/translate my work on other platforms!

[forusomimiya]

@syafil00 ship & prompt: “You won’t stop shaking” w/ Tetsuro Kuroo ˚₊˚✧🐈✧˖°❤️‍🔥

You had never really enjoyed oral. At least, not until Kuroo went down on you for the first time. But before that, you had to beg a lot to get him to slip between your legs.

"Please..."

"Please, what?"

"Stop doing that"

"Aren't you enjoying it?" a new caress appeared on your inner thigh, inducing you to grind your hips in the direction of his face as he nibbled right there. "Cause I think you are".

It was hard enough to deal with the sight of Kuroo kneeling before you, with the dining room table behind you as a foothold to hold you up when his gaze met yours while he created a long, leisurely path of kisses from your ankle, resting on his shoulder, to that part of your thigh where you could already feel the tingle running up to your entrance. It was hard enough now having to deal with him blatantly, but excitingly, teasing you. Of your grumbles, of how your frustration made you pull his hair when you saw that with just his breath on your crotch and a little imagination, you could spill over his mouth.

"Will it take you long?"

"Babe please, let me enjoy this marvel body just a little while longer and I promise you that you can use my face as many times you want. I promise you won't stop shaking" Fuck. What a beautiful, lascivious scene it would be to have Kuroo begging you for one more spill when he still hasn't finished tasting the last one. "If I already go wild with your smell, I don't want to imagine with your taste…"

"Tetsuro… ahh your, your lips…"

"Huh? What´s wrong?"

You couldn't look.

"I- like it, please do it again"

"What, honey? what do you want me to do?"

Damn dummy. His voice accompanied his mockery very well. Specially when he dragged out a word and waited expectantly for you to see how annoying he became when he laughed at your pleas and the way even your underwear had no use when his fingers wandered around.

"You know what I fucking mean" again your frustration venting on his hair. Quick future images of him eating you rough and careless.

You couldn't look. You couldn't fucking look.

"Okay…" But he got his way and smiled when your eyes opened and watched how he let his lower lip trail in your pussy before sticking out his tongue and wetting the cloth that, as he well thought, was no longer of any use and would soon make you get rid of them.

"You— sucker!" and what a great welcome to his tongue, now you did, teasing it, rocking on it while Kuroo's eyes sparkled with excitement, seeing through them how he too likes to get a taste of his own medicine. Watching you use him at your whim.

[tojiphile]

when your teacher assigned him to be your tutor, you’re sure he didn’t expect it to end up like this. it’s 5:46pm on a school night and instead of studying, your panties are bunched around your ankles, your cropped skirt flipped up and your blouse unbuttoned obscenely. your sports bra barely keeps your tits in place as your alleged ‘tutor’ bends you over your desk, fucking you silly.

“well, what’s the answer?” he asks, one hand on your waist and the other rubbing small circles around your swollen clit. “i- ‘s too much!” you cry, trying to squirm out of his grip. he traps you in place firmly, slipping his cock in and out of your cunt slowly, causing you to tremble with desire.

“please…” you beg, hot tears spilling down your face, “i- i can’t do this anymore!” you’ve been in this position for an hour; your clit overstimulated and your pussy desperate for more. he’s brought you so close so many times but never once did he let you cum. “why should i?” he scoffs, “stupid girls don’t deserve nice things.”

“if you answer correctly, i’ll fuck you properly. how’s that sound?” he baits you, hook, line and sinker. he asks the question again and you strain your brain to find the correct answer, trying your best to resist his delicate touch.

inevitably, you never get the answer right. that’s okay though, because at the end of every class, your tutor always says, if you can’t be smart, you could always be his little trophy wife. still, stupid girls don’t deserve to cum, so he focuses himself on relieving his own stress, pounding into you like a dog in heat, bullying your cunt and stuffing it full with his cock.

you still feel good though, because at least you’re useful for something! <3

TSUKISHIMA KEI, GETO SUGURU, nanami kento, tendou satoori, sugawara koishi, TETSURO KUROO, takahiro hanamaki, ryomen sukuna, ooc!saiki kusuo, kamisato ayato, KAEYA ALBERICH

[teamatsumu]

kinktober 2023 - haikyuu edition

So here is the complete masterlist i did for kinktober 2023, and it is an all haikyuu special! I’m excited to share all these with you and I hope you like them!

Day 1: THIGH RIDING - Miya Atsumu x reader

Day 2: THREESOME - Bokuto Koutaro x reader x Akaashi Keiji

Day 3: PHONE SEX - Oikawa Tooru x reader

Day 4: SHOWER/TUB - Sakusa Kiyoomi x reader

Day 5: MUTUAL MASTURBATION - Kageyama Tobio x reader

Day 6: ORAL - Terushima Yuuji x reader

Day 7: ORGASM DENIAL - Matsukawa Issei x reader

Day 8: DOMINATION - Ushijima Wakatoshi x reader

Day 9: SKINNY DIPPING - Hinata Shoyo x reader

Day 10: VIDEO TAPING - Suna Rintarou x reader

Day 11: STRANGERS - Iwaizumi Hajime x reader

Day 12: PUBLIC PLAY - Tendou Satori x reader

Day 13: GROUP SEX - Seijoh 4 x reader

Day 14: AGE DIFFERENCE - Ukai Keishin x reader

Day 15: MORNING SEX - Bokuto Koutaro x reader

Day 16: DADDY - Miya Osamu x reader

Day 17: DIRTY TALK - Miya Atsumu x reader

Day 18: HAIR PULLING - Kozume Kenma x reader

Day 19: SPANKING - Iwaizumi Hajime x reader

Day 20: SCRATCHING - Bokuto Koutaro x reader

Day 21: WINDOW - Suna Rintarou x reader

Day 22: KNOT - Miya Osamu x reader

Day 23: VOYEURISM - Kageyama Tobio x reader x Oikawa Tooru

Day 24: CAR - Miya Atsumu x reader

Day 25: COCKWARMING - Sugawara Koushi x reader

Day 26: DEGRADATION - Sakusa Kiyoomi x reader

Day 27: HATE SEX - Kuroo Tetsuro x reader

Day 28: DOUBLE PENETRATION - Kita Shinsuke x reader x Miya Osamu

Day 29: BRAT TAMING - Kita Shinsuke x reader

Day 30: OVERSTIMULATION - Sugawara Koushi x reader

Day 31: BREEDING KINK - Miya Osamu x reader

[shaisuki]

Tetsu's breeding kink? 😁👉🏼👈🏼🤭

kuroo's breeding kink didn't come overnight. it just came to him naturally. he wifed you up, put a pretty ring around your finger and treat you right like any man like him would do.

he sees you and got this heart eyes full of pure adoration and he's a goner. coming to his breeding kink he just realized it. how his words of adoration like ballad being sang turning into one of a filth that only your ears could ever hear.

“f—fuck, you're getting tight....” kuroo moans out. his tie still hanging from his neck. sleeves rolled up, bunching in his muscular biceps. his pants still pooling in his ankles while his balls deep inside you. “you like that, huh? me filling you up with my cum...” speeding up his thrusts and you wonder where kuroo gets this strength when he have the most strenuous of jobs. your velvet walls fluttering around his length while he continue to whisper those words.

“going to fill you up plenty, make this belly round...with my baby.” his hips stuttering. raising your leg to hook in his shoulder to bury himself deeper. making sure it will take. “that's it baby, milk me dry with this slutty pussy of yours...” kuroo groans, holding your plush waist like a lifeline while he ruts deeply inside you.

his tip nudging your soft walls that leaves you clenching involuntarily around him. hugging him so tightly that you don't ever wanna let him go. toes curling and sheets almost being ripped from the pleasure you were getting from him battering your pussy.

“s—shit, going to cum and fill you up...” he says before spilling his cum inside you. your legs wrapping around him to make sure he's not going to let go but kuroo won't. his cock spasming while letting jets of his cum paint your walls white.

he groans followed by hissing at his cock being sensitive but kuroo only buries himself deeper. cock still hard and pulsating. ready for another round of breeding.

“i'm not done, baby. gotta make you round and glowing for me.” he smirks and you nod. not minding your pussy begging for a break when all you can think is being stuffed by his cum.

[crushmeeren]

Everyone involved in this is aged up/18+, if that bothers you—move on or block me lmao

Men who live for the opportunity to fuck you from behind. Not because they don’t want to watch your pretty features twist in pleasure. Or because they don’t want to see your eyes widen in surprise, or the base of your skull digging into the pillow when their cocks hit it just right.

No, it’s because they’ve mastered fucking you in this position—almost like a finely tuned skill. It is after all, the best way to get your head high up in the clouds. Guaranteed to make your pussy love them, to drool obscenely for them.

However, they’d be remiss not to mention it soothes the deepest, most repressed & possessive urges they have to fuck you like a dog. Your chest, your face shoved suffocatingly into the mattress. Of course your ass is in the air,—god there’s nothing like it.

Their cocks throb & twitch repeatedly while they study the way your spine curves. How your sweet fingers fist the sheets. Back tensing up like a cramped muscle. But, they hold out on cumming. There’s no way they’re gonna end it this quickly—fuck no, they want to watch their cocks disappear into you for as long as they can drag it out.

They pay attention as you snake one hand under yourself to play with your clit, rubbing tight circles desperately until your pussy starts to flutter. Hugging their cocks in an overwhelmingly slick warmth when you help yourself cum.

Right after this is when they really start to fuck you, palms pressing into your lower back, threatening to snap your spine. They put their strength to use, thrusting even harder.

Bullying your g-spot until your throat feels raw from moaning their name. Until you’re shoving your overheated face into the sheets, a palm braced on the wall in front of you so you don’t get a concussion.

They keep going until you cry out you can’t take it, till you’re both slick with sweat but even still they make you cum at least one more time—despite your pleas.

Their voice is low, intimidating & enticing all at once when they speak next— replacing your brain with cotton

“c’mon, give me another pretty girl—just do what I say & I’ll give your pretty pussy a treat, promise”

It’s with terrifying ease that they make this last orgasm count. Just to make you squirt of course. Waiting until your entire being has gone taught for at least a few seconds while you cum. Pulling out quickly & watching you squirt onto the sheets below as they paint your ass white.

These men can play your body like a damn fiddle every single time—especially hitting it from behind. They leave you a panting, sweaty heap on the bed always—they fucking live for it.

EREN, levi, BAKUGOU, kirishima, GOJO, zoro, hawks, SANEMI, KUROO, benimaru + any of your faves!

[nkogneatho]

𝐂𝐄𝐎'𝐒 𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐇

—cw: fem!reader, cunningulus, nickname (princess). for @tetzoro @sookisaurus @sugarbebenireo

𝐂𝐄𝐎!𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐎 who is a workaholic so you have to constantly remind him to eat his lunch. You called his secretary but she said he skipped the kunch today again so you decide to take matter in your own hands. You visit his office, two sift knocks on the door and you enter, finding him fidgeting with a black metal pen, his eyes focus on the laptop until you call out his name in your sweet voice.

"tetsu?" Yes. That sweet voice that reminds him to take a breather. That sweet voice that grows a tent in his pants. He scans you as we walks towards you, your fingers holding the knot of the bento box you prepared. He gives you a soft smile and places a kiss on your forehead. You take such a goid care of him. He loves your food.

But he'd rather eat you now that he has some time.

You're shamelessly seated on the glass table, legs hanging off his shoulders. He is such a tease, breathing heavily against your pussy, the warm breath sending a tickling sensation down your spine.

"testu—ngh! don't tease, please," you mewl.

"'m not teasing, princess. just need to prepare myself before i devour this slutty lil pussy," you moan at his dirty words.

he licks a stripe before latching his tongue and starts sucking on it. your juices don't even get a chance to flow down his lips as be violently devours you. he is really been hungry.

he flicks your bean with the soft edge of his tongue, and your hands grab his hair, hips jerking forward violently as you come undone on his tongue.

"fuck! mhm. if this was my lunch everyday, i would never skip it," he purrs. "i still have some space for dinner. you ready, baby?" your bento was lying lonely on the wooden table in a corner as tetsuro continued to eat you for an hour.