#why do y’all hate grey female characters but are on your knees for male ones???

[bokuroskitten]

𝔓𝔯𝔬𝔪𝔬𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫

〈Kuroo never seem to get the promotion, unless he has the help of his good luck charm(s)

❉Genre: NSFW 18+ (minors dni) ❉warning(s): tw: blood, Poly relationships (Bokuroo x Reader), DDLG dynamics (Papa and Daddy titles used), fingering (female receiving), oral (male receiving), slight exhibitionism.  ❉Character(s): Timeskip! Bokuto Koutarou x Kuroo Tetsurō x Fem!Reader

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Fucking hell.” Bokuto murmured to himself from the back seat of the sleek sports car he sat in. The white button up he had decided to wear to the job today was sprinkled with droplets of blood. It had been a messier shift than usual, and now his shirt had paid the price.

His thumb brushed over his collar bone, grumbling out an annoyed “fuck” when blood was smeared along the pad of his finger. Akaashi looked to Bokuto through the review mirror, before he turned into the private driveway with ease. “You’re usually never this messy, Bokuto-San.” “Yea well, that guy was an asshole.” The grey haired male barked out, knowing very well it wasn’t Akaashi’s fault but sometimes unable to hold back his frustrations. He hated coming home like this, despite Kuroo working along side him most of the time. He just didn’t like when YOU had to see it, the violence or the dark stuff that came with the jobs him and Kuroo had to do. Even though you were all aware and stayed with them regardless, he still didn’t like bringing it home. “Thanks for the ride Akaashi. See you tomorrow.” Bokuto spoke as he quickly opened the door. Akaashi nodded to his leader, rolling down the window to speak. “Did you need me to call someone to come pick up that suit? They’ll get all the blood out.” Bokuto waved a yes, knowing Akaashi knew him well enough for his answer without having to actually say it. The male sighed as he easily clicked open the front door. He expected to be welcomed home by at least one of his partners, but it only made his brows furrow with more irritation to be met with silence. “Hello?” He called to the open hallway, finally hearing the muffled voice of Kuroo. “One moment please— Bo, in the office love.” Bokuto was rolling up the sleeves of his dirtied shirt as he headed for the office. “Are you on the phone or something Ro? Where’s Birdy? I thought she’d be home. Today was such a shit sh—“ He paused when he finally walked into the office, his eyes meeting those of Kuroo’s which were currently lit up with devilish mischief. He was indeed on the phone, having it pressed up against his ear with shoulders as his palms...

One was pinning your arms against your back, while the other was buried between your trembling thighs. You were stuck over Kuroo’s lap, ass up and bruised and body naked. You looked to Bokuto and whimpered softly into the tie that had been stuffed between your lips, the one he assumed belonged to Kuroo. “Ah~ this is why y’all couldn’t respond.” Bokuto murmured, lowering his voice as Kuroo continued on with his business call, fingers still causing a mess between your legs. Bokuto had to chuckle, approaching slowly as to not make a sound. He took hold of your chin, slowly rose your face so you could look him in the eye. They were wide and filled with tears, another whimper muffled through fabric making Bokuto’s grin grow even bigger. He bent at the knees, thumb quick to scoop up the tear that slipped from your eye. “You look so pretty like this Birdy...~” Bokuto spoke in a whisper, his eyes darting up to Kuroo only to see that his voice didn’t disturb the call. “Daddy’s really been giving it you huh?” You nodded desperately, wanting to reach for him but only having Kuroo’s large palm grip your wrists tighter, his fingers only leaving your core to give your rear a quick swat before going back to work. Your eyes widened as your body jolted, facing lulling into Bokuto’s warm and inviting palm. Bokuto chuckled again, this time slowly pulling the tie from between your swollen lips. You gasped softly when it was removed, chest heaving as you caught your breath, whined softly at Bokuto. “P-Papa~” you pleaded, only to be shushed by Bokuto who ran his thumb over your bottom lip, knowing you’d happily suck it between your petals. “Only a little longer Buba, you’re Daddy’s good luck charm remember?” Bokuto encouraged, pressing kisses along your dampened face. It was more that Kuroo just loved teasing you while he was on business, the threat of someone hearing your pretty cries turning both you and him on. But things did seem to work in his favour whenever he had you begging and whimpering for him while on a business call. So it became a regular thing. Kuroo let out a hearty laugh into the phone, his eyes peering down at Bokuto and sending a wink his way, all the while two of his fingers pressed into your sweet spot. You bit down gently on Bokuto’s thumb, an attempt to stay quiet as possible and failing as you curled your toes in sweet delight. Bokuto’s hissed softly, biting his own lip as his own excitement seems to build within his pants. Considering his suit was already a mess from earlier, he thought a little more fun wouldn’t hurt. “Let’s keep you quiet hm Birdy? Want papa to help you?” You nodded, struggling to find proper words as Kuroo massaged that spot within your spongy walls, edging you on closer and closer to a high. Bokuto pulled his thumb from your lips with a pop and was back to standing. He eased his belt off, unzipping his slacks to easily pull his cock free of its confines. It was semi hard as he held it towards your face, watching the ways your eyes glazed with desire and your mouth lulled open submissively. “That’s it pretty girl.” He praised, easing his length between your lips. You kept your eyes glued on him as he pushed all the way into your shallowed cheeks, gagging ever so softly as his tip brushed against the back of your throat. Bokuto groaned softly, rolling his hips at a low pace so he wouldn’t make too much noise. He ran his fingers through your hair, grabbing a handful at the nape of your neck that had your eyes watering. He looked to Kuroo again to see he was blushing a bit , eyes clouded with desire as he watched Bokuto thrust into your pretty mouth. “Sounds good, what day do you think we can have this all planned?” Kuroo spoke into the phone, the pace of his fingers suddenly picking up within your clamping walls. It had you gagging around Bokuto, fists curling up tight as you sat on the very edge of pleasure. Bokuto had to lick his lips, picking up his pace just a little bit as your little moans of delight sent vibrations all the way up his spine. “Good girl, let’s both cum for daddy and give him double the luck? Can you do that for me Birdy~?” You nodded as best you could, nosing into his pelvic bone as he stuffed your mouth with his cock. Kuroo was smirking from ear to ear at that remark, and yet his voice stayed so professional over the phone. Bokuto’s grip on your hair tightened as he picked up his pace, the lewd sounds of him thrusting into your mouth almost making him moan out loud. You had such a perfect mouth, and you took him so well as he fucked into your hallowed cheeks. You could feel the way he pulsed against your tongue, drools dribbling down your chin as you let out the softest whimpers around his shaft. When your core clumped down on Kuroo’s fingers he had to take a deep breathe, his smirk grown to it usual cat like grin as his employer gave his usual bullshit ending speech. Kuroo took that has his que to press harshly against your sweet spot. Your eyes widened, body jolting as you gagged on Bokuto’s cock and finally gushed over Kuroo’s fingers. His fingers kept up that pace so you could ride out the high, the feeling of you squirming and whimpering in his lap only making it all that much more satisfying. All the while Bokuto bit back a moan, finishing quicker than usual as he watched you crumble so easily under Kuroo’s touch. He saw the way your cheeks bulged, tears finally spilling as he shot his warm load down your throat. “Thank you so much Sir for your time, I look forward to working with you.” Kuroo spoke, before he hung up the phone. As soon as the conversation was done let out a hearty laugh, his fingers finally slowly down between your throbbing walls. “I got the promotion!! It was going south so it’s a good thing Bokuto came home when he did.” “Congrats babe...” Bokuto huffed out, his cheeks still a bit red as he slowly pulled out of your mouth. He groaned softly when he pulled out with a pop, watching your naked form slump into Kuroo’s lap. Kuroo hummed, finally letting go of your pinned arms so he could massage them out instead. “C-congratulations Daddy...~” Your voice was raspy as you spoke, which made both of the boys chuckle softly. “I couldn’t have done it without you and this perfect pussy kitten~” Kuroo teased, allowing you to nuzzle yourself in his lap to calm down after the high of your orgasm. Kuroo looked up to Bokuto then, brows furrowed when he finally noticed the blood that stained Bokuto’s shirt. “Oh? A messy day huh? Why don’t we all shower together then?” “Movie night?” You questioned softly, finally rubbing away the drool that tried to dry on your chin. Kuroo held you tighter then, pressing a kiss to your hairline. Bokuto happily agreed, stripping down right there in the office. “Oh fuck yea. We’re cuddling all night long.”