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simpforanyanimeguywithdarkhair · 1 year

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BUT NOT ENOUGH 4

#Genre: Fluff, angst

#Includes: Whoever you wish, no character descriptors.

#Description: Period piece. King ML x Maid FL.

#WC: 2.1k

♛ Part 1 ♛ Part 2 ♛ Part 3 ♛ Part 4 (Final)

The following morning was hectic to say the least, your mind preoccupied with the events of last night and the Kings life altering words swam around your mind like the earth orbiting the sun, yet you hope to find an answer to the Kings question faster than it takes the earth to orbit said sun. You were in two minds, while nothing was keeping you tied to your Kingdom, leaving was easier said than done and you were unsure of what was detaining you here – was it the safety or the fear of the past repeating itself? You strongly believe King Isenad would not be a repeat of your king despite only knowing him for a short time but the way your heart beats for him cannot be overlooked and the feelings you hold for him outweigh the ones you ever held for your Kingdoms King.

However, you knew what would become of you if you did leave and you were unsure if you would ever be ready for that drastic of a responsibility. ‘Be mine’ he had said, and you knew what that entailed – you would become Isenads Queen, and this was and is something you are wholly unprepared for and the fear itself begs you to say no to the King. You were not born for this life like Queen Nearan was and you know you would not fall into that role as gracefully as she had once done. But alas you are selfish, you long for King Isenads heart, dreaming to possess it fully as he posses yours and you wonder if that love is enough to uproot your peaceful life to start a new one, one where you would hold imaginable power. Only time will tell.

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King Isenad had not felt this at peace in a long time, the usual furrow in his eyebrows is smoothed out and his lips that used to be pressed in a fine line are now relaxed. Instead, they twitch up at the memory of last night, your bare form lying against his as your breathing syncs up to his is something he could very much get used to and he hopes by the end of today It will become a regular occurrence – but that is only if you agree to leave with him and for the first time in a while he prays to whatever gods are above that you deem him worthy enough to follow.

However, at this moment he stands in front of the Kings large oak doors that lead him to his office and he prepares himself for the inevitable fight that is sure to ensure once the words in his mind come forth. With a steady breath he raps his knuckles against the door and a voice from the other side welcomes him inside. “To what do I owe the pleasure, King Isenad? Have you changed your mind about your current stance on our alliance?” the smug smile on the Kings face as he questions King Isenad has him wanting to wipe it from his face and he is sure his next words will succeed in that, “I am preparing to leave your Kingdom your highness and it will not be with an alliance” the smirk drops from the Kings face as he studies Isenads expression but not one thing gives away the meaning of his words.

“You will have to forgive me because I do not understand the implications of your words” only then does he let a smile flit against his lips “I have happened to take a liking to the maid you assigned to me, I believe she will be coming with me”, the shock of his words has the King stilling in his chair before he bellows out an unconvinced laugh “you are a lot of things King Isenad but I did not take you for a jester” he says while wiping away imaginary tears. “That is because I am not jesting” all humour is stripped from the Kings face as he takes in the other Kings serious expression and dread weighs heavily on his chest “And what do you plan to do with her if she agrees to leave with you?”, the king ponders on this for a beat before firmly replying “I plan to make her my Queen” and there is no doubt in his tone.

It dawns on the King that you leaving is very much a possible outcome now and the tightness in his chest does not relent. While he may not have been with you, had you in his arms in the late of the night like he once used to, just being able to see you around the castle was satisfactory enough, it satiated the desire to be with you but with the prospect of you leaving, the hollowness that was once filled with your mere presence opens up and leaves a gaping hole in its wake. Grasping onto anything that could deter King Isenad from taking you, he snarls his response “Do you think your kingdom will accept her?”. The King cannot stop the cruel twist in his face as he hears those words, affronted from the accusation “My kingdom and my people will accept whatever I want them to, especially her” he spits. The King bristles at the double meaning behind Isenads words, now knowing without a doubt that he is aware of your previous relationship and the unpleasant way it had ended – the reason it had ended.

He could or rather would not have made you his bride, the fear of his people turning on him and the backlash he would have received not only from his family but from other Kingdoms. They would have seen him as weak, resulting in his current and potential alliances crumbling. He despises the fact that King Isenad does not require alliances to stay the strongest, court whispers have no affect on him and his ability to marry you without large consequences is yet another stab in his heart. King Isenad takes his silence as his answer “just because you were a coward and could not does not mean I will follow your same mistakes; you had your chance” and he has no rebuttal because he knows it is the truth yet he would rather take a sword to the heart than admit it.

“You do not love her” it is the last card he could pull and unfortunately it does not work in his favour, King Isenad stands taut with fists clenched at his side, the picture of your horrified face if you saw what he wanted to do to the King in front of him was his only life line that held him back and in a dangerously calm voice he spoke, “Do not try to tell me how I feel your highness because it will not end well. I suggest you pay more attention to your Queen and mind your tongue when it comes to mine”

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You pace the gardens, searching for answers you do not have yet, but the orchids, pond and weeping willow trees also do not hold the answers you seek – only you do. You decide to take a break from your hurried strides on one of the benches, hoping that the clear sky can offer some insight into your decision but all it offers you is a pigeon that takes a break on a branch before soring off into the sky once again. Maybe that is your answer, you are but a bird that does not require being confined to one place your whole life, you deserve to stretch your wings and fly to wherever your heart desires instead of worrying about if your absence will have any affect. Before you can ponder on this for any longer a voice calls out behind you and your heart stills “Will you go with him?” you cannot see his face yet, but you can imagine his expression just from his tone and you hesitate to answer “I…I have not decided yet”.

You were unaware of the fact that King Isenad was going to make the King aware of his offer and you shudder to imagine the dispute that must have occurred considering that not only was he possibly leaving with the Kings staff but also without an alliance indefinitely. “Do you have no loyalty to your kingdom?” and only then does your head snap back to look at him, reeling at the audacity of his words “loyalty” you scoffed “you dare question me about loyalty”. He clenched his jaw, knowing he was in no place to question you on that, but he could not shake off the unsettled feeling that was consuming him “I am worried”, a mirthless smile settled on your face “that is no longer any of your concern your highness, it has not been for a while” and with that you stood from the bench and with a bow made your way inside in search of a certain King, ignoring the shouts of your name that came from behind you.

You hesitate at the threshold of the Kings chamber, building up the courage to knock but before you can the door swings open and startled you jump back. The King looks at you with pleasant confusion “I apologise for startling you my lady, I was just on my way to see you”, “then I guess I saved your highness some time” you smiled which was met with his own. “Would you like to come in?” he asked after a pause, not wanting to cross your boundaries despite you laying in his bed bare the previous night “that would be most appreciated”, you wanted to have this conversation away from prying ears and eyes. The king sat on a chair beside his bed as his eyes tracked your every move and he patiently waited for you to gather your thoughts before you spoke, “I have been thinking about your proposal… and I have come to a decision” you rush out. Despite your quick tone he did not miss a single syllable and suddenly sat straighter, heart thumping and hands trembling in wait of your answer “and what would that be?” his calm tone gave way to a slight tremble, and you quickly put him out of his misery “I would like to come with you”.

Eyes alight, he jumped out of his chair and before he reached you asked “truly?” with a hint of disbelieve, with a brief chuckle you excitedly nod your head while making your way to him, throwing your arms around his neck as you bury yourself into his shoulder and let his scent overtake you. He wasted no time in wrapping his own arms around your waist as he lifts you off the ground and spins you, revelling in the laugh that shakes his whole being, “I had hoped…dreamed of your answer but never let myself believe it, too afraid of the disappointment that would consume me if you were to answer no” he admits.

“You will never have to imagine the disappointment as my answer is yes and will always be yes to you my King” your comforting voice washes over him and it sounds so much like home, “I have so much I want to show you, places I want to take you to and memories to create with you my love”, “and I will impatiently wait for those days” you whisper before drawing your lips to his and he matches your passion with his own, letting his tongue invade your mouth and letting out a content sigh at the contact before he reluctantly draws back with a final peck “we have much packing to do”.

Three Years Later

Strong arms wrap themselves around your waist as you gaze into the gardens below your balcony, “the orchids are starting to bloom” “that they are” he whispers against your neck. “But what has my Queen distracted this fine morning?” he questions. His hands make their way to your stomach before he drops to his knees in front of you and places a slow peck to your protruding tummy “I am guessing it is this little scoundrel” he looks up at you, gaze full of adoration and warmth. “He has been kicking a lot more these past few days”, “mmh, he’s going to be a fighter” he states proudly, and you stifle a laugh while responding “like his father then” “and mother” he adds while smiling up at you. You stroke his cheek with gentle fingers, drawing him up to his full height where you place your lips against his, and you think every touch of his lips against yours feels the first.

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simpforanyanimeguywithdarkhair · 1 year

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#Genre: Smut

#Includes: Dilf Asahi x fem reader (in their 20s)

#Warnings: Daddy kink, creampie, M oral, F oral, fingering, slight edging, nipple play, pussy spank, age gap, praise, friends dad.

#Word Count: 2.7K

Minors for the love of all that’s holy please DO NOT interact , thank you :)

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Dilf Asahi whose been divorced for a few years and is so touch starved and lonely. The divorce took a real hit to his self-esteem, so he had put no effort in putting himself out there again, thinking he was too old to start dating again so what’s the point. You just wanted him to see himself how you see him because the years have been kind to him, still so big and strong, he may be a little soft now, but it makes him more welcoming, makes you feel safe. You think you should feel a little guilt with using your friend to get closer to her dad, but you can’t find yourself caring every time you get a look at his thick cock straining against the front of his pants. You want him and you’ll get him.

However, you wouldn’t put so much effort into getting his attention if it wasn’t paying off. You can practically feel his gaze glued to you whenever you show up at his house in your tiny skirt, every time you slightly bend over and it ignites you, the evidence being the obvious wet patch in your underwear. But poor Asahi would never try anything, he wasn’t like that, he felt shame in just looking let alone trying to touch, but you’re okay with making the first few moves because they’ll pay off…and oh they do.

It was late, your friend passed out long ago and when she’s out, she’s out, so you have no worry when it comes to her. You can hear the faint sound of the tv downstairs indicating that Asahi is still awake – perfect. You slowly make your way downstairs and smirk as he sputters once he gets a look at you. Your nipples are pebbled in the thin shirt you’re wearing – his shirt to be precise. It’s a tattered old band tee that he gave to his daughter years back, once it started to get tight on him and you pat yourself on the back for deciding to go with this outfit choice. He clears his throat and snaps out of his thoughts as he addresses you “what are you still doing up?”. “couldn’t sleep” you slightly pout, which draws his gaze to your plump glossy lips.

You make your way towards the couch he was spread out on, “can I sit here?” you innocently ask. “I don’t think that’s a good idea” he gets out while keeping his gaze trained on the tv.

You slowly sank to your knees in front of him and rested your hand on his thigh, high enough for it to make his breath hitch. “What are you doing?” he rasped out while glancing down at you. “Just want to make you feel good…daddy” the word you decided to add at the end had him roughly swallowing the saliva that was collecting in his mouth. While he had yet to accept your advances, he made no move to reject them, and you took that as a good sign. To further encourage him, you slowly started to massage his thigh, barely inching your hand higher, you didn’t want to scare him off. “I see the way you look at me, no one has to know” you blinked up at him.

You rose on your knees and inched your face closer to his and repeated your previous words in a whisper against his parted lips “no one has to know”, briefly glancing down at his obvious bulge that indicated that he was enjoying this more than he let on, you gently closed the remaining gap and pressed your lips against his. After a few seconds of Asahi being frozen on the spot, his reserve had clearly broken as he reciprocated the kiss with vigour.

As the kiss grew more heated and passionate, you inched your hand up his thigh and massaged his cock through his sweats and felt it respond to your touch as it grew impossibly hard, desperate to be released from its confines.

By now he gave up on resisting any of your advances and welcomed them, quickly opening his mouth once he felt your tongue probing his lips and meeting it in a twisted dance. You moved to straddle his legs and he happily accommodated you by leaning back on the couch where he cupped the back of your neck and pushed you further into the kiss. “Do you know…how long…I’ve waited for this” he got out through rough kisses. “Definitely not as long as me”

You moved your hand from his cock to his wrist, gently grabbing it and guiding it up your shirt, until it made contact with your braless chest. Your tongues continued messily twisting around each other as he moved to fully cup your breast and delicately kneed it. Your nipples immediately hardened under his touch, and he let out a groan as he moved to remove your (his) shirt and toss it on the couch next to him. He briefly pulled away from you to admire the sight in front of him. He had wanted this for so long and he could barely believe that this was happening, that someone like you would even want him, even glance at him. But as you sat in front of him, chest heaving from your passionate kiss, he couldn’t bear to waste another moment, not when your puffy nipples looked oh so inviting.

He brought his head closer to your chest and at first just kissed around your breast, taking his time to shower you with his admiration, then he progressed to lapping at your nipples which had you clenching in his lap, before he eventually took your nipple into his mouth and sucked. He gently held it between his teeth and flicked it with his tongue. “ooooh god” you moaned out, gripping the back of his head and pulling him tight to your chest. He moved to cup your other breast and rolled your nipple between his fingers, while his mouth continued its torture with your other nipple. His ministrations had you grinding your pussy against him, the more aggressive he got with your nipples, the harder you ground your pussy against his throbbing length. “Oh fuck” you softly breathed out, pulling his head away from your nipple and bringing it back up to your mouth.

You broke of the kiss and tugged at his shirt “I think you’re a little overdressed” you grinned. With a brief chuckle he let you help him out of his shirt and now it was your turn to admire him. He had clearly still maintained his physique from his volleyball days and that was clear from his large arms and toned chest and while his abs may have faded, they left in place a still firm surface. You slid off his lap and wiggled out of your remaining article of clothing- your very damp panties.

You stood for a few seconds and let him gaze at your wet slit that the light from the tv clearly highlighted before you leaned over him and tugged at his sweats, “let me help you out of those”. You pulled his sweats and boxers off together and his hard cock sprang to attention, the tip already swollen and leaking. “Fuck, if I knew you had such a big cock, I would have made a move long ago”, all he did was sweetly smile at you as you sank to your knees between his legs and took his cock into your hand and gave it an experimental stroke. Like music to your ears, you received a gruff groan from above as he cleared your hair away from your face. Starting from the base of his dick, you licked a stripe up to his tip and sucked it into you mouth, “shit baby, that feels so good” he panted out.

You released his cock and gave him a sultry smile. Taking your time, you started to lick the length of his shaft, occasionally paying attention to his balls, and taking them into your mouth. You brought him to the edge multiple times but pulled him back just as fast, enjoying his panting and flushed face as he begged you to let him cum. Precum was dripping down his cock, making it look even more delectable and you couldn’t help taking it back into your mouth and sliding it further and further until it hit the back of your throat. He was so thick and long that it was a struggle to accommodate him, but you so desperately wanted to make him fit – to make him feel good. He slowly slid back out, leaving just the tip to give you a chance to catch your breath. With the remaining length, you used your hands to stroke him with twisting motions which seeming to be the last straw. He pumped his load into your mouth with broken moans and bated breaths while you worked your throat to swallow it and looked up at him to catch him looking at you with glazed eyes. You opened your mouth showing him the remnants of his cum on your tongue before swallowing it down, “you like me being your little cum slut daddy?”

With a soft curse all he could do was nod yes – even in this situation he was still your soft and shy Asahi.

“You’re amazing. Come up here, I want to taste your pussy princess”. You crawled up towards him as he shuffled down to make room for you to straddle his face, your bare pussy now spread out before him. Reaching up he grabs the flesh of your ass in both hands to drag your wet pussy closer to his face where he proceeds to tentatively lick it. Spurred on by your quiet moans, he became bolder with his strokes, alternating from sucking your clit and sliding his tongue into your dripping hole. Asahi voiced his appreciation of your taste with muffled groans into your pussy, the vibrations making you grip his long hair and drag him further into you.

“Oh fuck Asahi, that feels so good” you groaned. Your praise was met with more eager sucking as you continued to wantonly moan and grind your cunt harder against his face, the slight stubble he supported lightly scratched the sensitive parts of your thighs which further turned you on. So entranced with your own pleasure you don’t notice him slide his middle finger into your tight hole, it clenching around the intrusion. He laps at your clit to ease the grip it has on his finger “shh its okay princess, loosen up for me, okay?” he mumbles against your wet core before proceeding to push his finger in and out.

Your breathing was starting to get more erratic and the noises you were making were getting to a dangerous level which resulted in a sharp slap to your pussy. You groaned in surprise at the sting that shorty transformed into pleasure, almost tipping you over the edge “you’ve got to be quiet, wouldn’t want you waking up f/n and cutting this short”. All you could do was nod in reply as he continued his ministrations, adding another finger and picking up speed while all you could do was bite your bottom lip to conceal the sounds. The tight string in your tummy snapped as he assaulted the sweet spot inside you and you came with a silent scream, eyes screwed shut as he looked up at you from under hooded eyes. You spasmed above him as he slowly brought you down from your high, placing gentle kisses on your puffy pussy and thighs “You done so well baby, came so hard and you managed to keep quiet”.

You lowered yourself onto his lap and brought your faces closer, “just for you daddy” before your lips met again in a less heated kiss. As his tongue invaded your mouth, you could taste yourself on him and groaned at the taste, “I like the taste of my pussy on you, you should eat it more often”. Even after everything he found himself blushing at that, unable to stop himself from gripping you harder and dragging you against him, his now hard dick sliding through your wet folds. “Mmh I can’t wait to finally have you inside me”.

And with that you reached back and gripped his thick length and slid it between your slit, getting him nice and wet and teasing yourself as you felt his tip bump against your still throbbing clit, causing you to whine. “Please baby put it in” he desperately begged. Ever so slowly you lowered yourself onto him, taking your time to feel every inch invade you, feel every vein rub against you, it seemed like an eternity before you reached the base, sitting firmly against his lap now with his dick deep inside you. You planted your hands against his chest, and he moved his hands to your hips, letting you get comfortable with his size, “fuck you’re so big daddy, can feel you deep inside me”, “I know baby I know, I can feel you clenching around me, so fucking tight”.

After a few seconds, you slowly rose, clenching at the sheer size of him before dropping down. You continued this motion for every inch before you got to his tip and slammed back down, both of you throwing your heads back at the feeling, “fuck just like that baby, just like that”. You continued this rhythm, riding his cock as his nails left crescent moons on your ass and his eager hands helped you in rising and dropping back down, “mmh fuck, I want you deeper” you moaned out. With firm hands he placed his hand on your back and pushed you towards him, your chest now flush with his and your face safely in the crook of his neck. You placed your hands against the back of the couch for support as he planted his feet and roughly thrusted up. The new angle had him hitting places inside you that had you seeing stars and clenching around him impossibly tighter, “shit, you like that princess?” “yes daddy” you cried out.

He continued to roughly pound into you, the slapping sounds echoing around the room, and you should have been slightly worried about the noise but all you could focus on was what he was doing to your body and your quickly rising orgasm. Each thrust became deeper, and your juices freely leaked out of you, a white ring surrounded the base of his dick, indicating your arousal. His movements soon became erratic, and he reached down to slide his hand between you both, fingers making quick work of your clit “cum for me baby, I know you’re close”. A few hard thrusts were all it took for you to break, your teeth sinking into his shoulder to hide you moans as you tightened around him. He let out a few curses as he continued his brutal pace, “where do you want me to cum?” he managed to ask through clenched teeth. “Inside me” you replied with zero hesitation, “fuckkk” he groaned out before he joined you in bliss, shooting hot jets of cum deep inside you, the throbbing of his cock becoming to much for you – you were bordering on overstimulation at this point.

You were both breathing heavily as you came down, you rested your head on his shoulder as he massaged your hips that were previously in his bruising grip. His cock was still lodged inside you and you could feel him softening up, something that was far more pleasant than you expected. With a gentle grip on your neck, he brought your face out of his neck so he could place a kiss on your lips and forehead. He looked good like this you thought, all fucked out and sweaty. “That was far better than I imagined” you grinned at him. “Definitely better than my dreams” he grinned back before noticing his cum leaking out of you, a sight that had him hardening again, “we should get you cleaned up” he said before gently lifting you off him. Before either of you could move any further a sound at the top of the stairs caught your attention…

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simpforanyanimeguywithdarkhair · 2 years

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BUT NOT ENOUGH 3

#Genre: angst, fluff, smut (minors proceed with caution)

#Includes: Whoever you wish, no character descriptors.

#Description: Period piece. King ML x Maid FL

#WC: 3.9k

♛ Part 1 ♛ Part 2 ♛ Part 3 ♛ Part 4

King Isenad had already been here for a week now and you were still unsure of what to make of him. While he may have kept his distance this did not stop a pleasant shiver from running down your spine anytime he met your eyes or when you can feel them on you, and this further confused your indecisive mind. He was well mannered and treated you with the upmost respect – something that could not be said of other Kings that had visited the Kingdom in the previous weeks – as he made the effort to converse with you and not treat you like a throw away servant. It was rather a complete one-eighty from your very first interaction with him that continues to fluster you in the dark of the night. He had not made any further bold moves, but this did not mean he had kept his hands off of you either, subtle touches and brushes of his fingers against yours brought about the same reaction as the chamber incident and you were not opposed to them.

However, both of the Kings had spent most of the morning holed up in the Kings office discussing their potential alliance and by the look on King Isenads’ face as you ran into him on his way out, it did not look like it had gone too well. He stopped before you, face softening a fraction as he made out your form and hesitated slightly as he asked his question “Would you care to accompany me on my walk my lady?” You were unsure where this request had come from and deemed that his discussion with the King must have been worse than you thought for him to seek out your company but nevertheless a pleasant flutter infiltrated your stomach “It would be my pleasure your Highness”.

King Isenad led you to the gardens and you could not help the smile that lit your face, the gardens happened to be one of if not your favourite places out of the whole castle grounds, especially during the current season where various gorgeously delicate flowers bloomed. The gardens also held a pond with benches and swings littered across the land with weeping willows overhead that provided shade from the harsh early summer sun. “If there is one thing your kingdom has that bests mine it would be these gardens” he spoke, breaking the serene silence that had settled over you both. “Does your Kingdom not have gardens of their own your highness?” you asked while you gazed at his face, a face which was beautifully defined by the sun – high cheek bones, plump lips and eyes that could hold you in place with one glance. Even though he wore no smile or expression that displayed his contentment, this was the most peaceful you had seen him, and your heart felt lighter baring witness to this. “Not ones like these my lady” he glanced down at you, “then I guess even if you leave our Kingdom without an alliance, there will be something our Kingdom influenced on yours”. “I think it is less the gardens and more the company that has made these sights enjoyable” he speaks with a slight tilt in his voice and as you glance back up you understand why, there happens to be smirk in place of his usual flat expression. You refused to suppress your own grin as you replied “and I will not argue with that your highness”

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In the East wing of the castle the King and Queen remained in the office, discussing the situation that had just occurred moments before “He is incorrigible!” the King shouted. The Queen tried to soothe his temperament with gentle hands on his arms “I understand your frustration your highness, perhaps we should try again with a different approach. There must be something that can benefit the King through our alliance”, “the man cannot be reasoned with” the king huffed. “It is like he travelled all this way to rub in our faces that he does not require an alliance” the king continued, unaware of the Queens adverted gaze where she peered out of the large windows of the office and into the gardens below. “Well, it seems the King is in a much better mood compared to this morning” she muttered which caught his highnesses attention and he proceeded to follow her stare where it took a few moments for him to understand the situation he was witnessing.

He did not predict that you would voluntarily be keeping the King company and looking joyful in his presence when he assigned you to him and a heaviness fell onto his chest. “Yes, well I guess even the coldest of Kings require company regardless of stature” he commented while simultaneously trying and failing to shake of the envy that enveloped him. “I think it is rather sweet” the Queen smiled, oblivious to her husbands’ internal struggle, “I think the King holds affection for the lady” she dutifully observed and the green monster that was currently wrapping itself around the Kings body flared “He is a King, and she is merely a maid, it could not work” he attempted to put a rest to the current discussion but once again the Queen did not pick up on this cue “love does not care about status my dear” she wistfully sighed. “Love?! They have barely gotten to know the other, they are not in love” he retaliated. “That may be true, yet with the way his highness gazes at her it shall not be long”. Something dark and sinful was clawing at the Kings throat, beckoning to be released and this was enough for him to firmly put the conversation to rest before he said something he would surely regret “Let us discuss something other than my maids’ personal affairs” the bitter undertone he replied in did not escape her highnesses attention. Despite the conversation shifting to a more pleasant note, he could not remove the image of your smiling face from his mind and stop the bitter resentment from building.

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As the sun started to set and the sky became a blanket of reds and yellows, both you and the King agreed that you had been wondering the gardens for long enough and it would be ideal to head back inside before the night becomes colder. Despite you agreeing with his highness, you longed to spend more time in his company, desperate to get to know more about him and unravel all of his sharp layers that you know holds a soft centre. The King himself shares similar thoughts as you both slowly walk to his chamber, wracking his mind to find a solution that would result in him basking in your presence for longer. You were an enigma to the King, so beautifully mysterious as you caught his eyes immediately and while you were sweet and kind there also happened to be an edge to you, something that had caused you to forcibly strengthen and build protective walls around you that he so desperately would aim to scale. As you both came to a stop outside of his highnesses door your mind is once again drawn to your first encounter and the memory has you shakily breathing in and you are snapped out of your haze by his request “Would you mind preparing a bath”, you stare at him in confusion before you answer, “of course your highness” and obediently follow his request.

Once the steaming bath is ready in his highnesses chamber, you go to make your leave “everything is ready your highness, I shall call a servant to aid you” “there is no need” he brushes off your words. You once again stare in confusion “do you wish to bathe yourself your highness?”. He stares intently into your eyes for a few moments before they briefly flicker down to your lips and return “I think I would much prefer your assistance, is that okay with you my lady?”, it takes a moment for your brain to process the Kings words and once they do a blush rises to your cheeks as you stutter out your response “i-I don’t think that would be acceptable your highness”, “you are here to serve me are you not? There is nothing impure about my lady assisting me with my bath, unless of course you are thinking of impure thoughts...”. “of course not your highness! I shall assist you right away” you rush out as your cheeks burn a deeper shade and you can make out a deep chuckle through your embarrassment “Just when I thought my lady could not get any more endearing”.

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The lavender scent emitting from the bath aided in calming your beating heart and shaky hands. The bubbles you thankfully decided to add covered the king’s intimate region but left the top half of him exposed to the nippy air and your wondering eyes. A hard chest and toned arms were a welcomed sight and you attributed them to the many battles and wars he had won and yet there was not an imperfection that graced his smooth body from what you could see. “Am I distracting you from the task at hand?” the king lazily asked. You quickly proceeded to continue scrubbing his back that you had stopped washing “of course not your highness” you confidently replied yet the waver in your tone gave you away and he could not stop the twitch of his lips that so desperately wanted to quirk upwards, “do not fret, it is nothing to be ashamed of”. The smug sound of his voice irked you as you could tell he was taking pleasure in your discomfort and you wanted nothing more than to take him down a peg or two “I have no idea what you mean, what is there to be distracted by your highness?”, “oh?” The subtle raise of his eyebrow let’s you know he had not expected this response. “Is my lady familiar with such situations? Perhaps you have bathed the King before, yet your trembling fingers suggest otherwise”.

You gape at his suggestion and it takes you a few seconds to spit out your scandalised response “I will not dignify that accusation with a response and I was merely suggesting that you are nothing special to look at your highness” the smirk he sends you let’s you know that whatever happens next will not bode well “I see my lady is getting bolder and I will not lie by saying it does not excite me” he carefully took both your hands in his large one, removing the rag you were washing him with and discarding it before carefully positioning you in front of him “join me” and the request sounds oh so compelling before you remember who you are and your position “I couldn’t possibly your highness” “join me” he says firmer, his eyes not straying from yours for even a beat and you get drawn into them, wanting to comply to his every command regardless of the consequences and you are tired of fighting the feelings whirring inside of you so you give in.

You remove his grasp on your hands before standing, his sharp eyes following your every move as you slowly start to disrobe. Piece by piece your garments drop to the floor until you are standing bare before him, and it takes everything in you not to shy away from him assessing gaze as he drinks in your form. “So beautiful, I have been imagining this since the day I laid my eyes upon you” his voices breathlessly and he holds a hand out for you to take as you slip into the tub opposite him. The warm water deliciously encases you and does wanders for your tense muscles, “come here” it is not a request but rather a demand and you put up no fight to defy him. You slowly inch forward and allow him to turn you around in order for him to drag your back to become flush with his front where he wraps his arms around you, hesitantly kneading your bare flesh and his movements are a stark contrast to his confident words. He peppers gentle kisses on the expanse of your neck, leading a trail up to your jaw and cheek until it reaches the corners of your mouth. You tilt your head back with a sigh, letting it rest on his broad shoulder as he turns your face towards him with sure fingers “gorgeous” he whispers not wanting to break the tranquillity you both are submerged in.

He draws his face closer, brushing the tip of his nose against yours before making his way down to his true target where he tenderly slots his lips against yours. It is delicate and sweet, tentative and new but nonetheless it still manages to ignite you, a warm pool settles in your stomach and leaks out of you as he continues to move his lips against yours, brushing your bottom lip with his, tongue seeking access and when have you ever denied him. His tongue slips past your lips and enters the warm cavern of your mouth where your own tongue greets his, both muscles intertwine as if they had taken part in this dance many times before and fall into a rhythm like it was second nature. And despite your previous internal resistance, you knew that this is where you were meant to be because if you were not then the feeling of you both coming together would not feel so right. You both breathlessly part, he brushes your lip with his thumb succeeding in breaking the chain of saliva that still connected you both and his next words that are whispered against your lips does nothing to ease the pulsing in your core “I want you to let me worship you, let me show you how a real King fucks”

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The plush mattress gives in beneath you as you are lowered onto it, the combined weight of you and the King creating divots in the once even surface. Soft caresses from his agile hands has you shallowly panting and greedy for more but you would not dare voice these thoughts, afraid of breaking the intimacy created. His hands venture from your chest to stomach until they make their way down to your plush thighs, steadily parting them and exposing your most vulnerable area to his desperate eyes. He slots his body between the open space, lowering his face till it is level with yours where he proceeds to lay kisses on any skin he sees, leaving your lips for last. Bit by bit he works his way lower, stopping to pay special attention to your heaving chest where he lavishes your breasts with his dextrous tongue, he softly swirls the puffy peak before sucking on it gently, popping off with a gentle scrape of his teeth which has your back arching and whines escaping your throat. He kisses the valley of your breasts before making his way to your other nipple, paying it the same attention as its counterpart while simultaneously watching you from under the hood of his lashes, needing to know you are enjoying yourself and when your hand snakes its way up the nape of his neck and into his tousled hair, he lets his eyes close and enjoys the sensation of your pert nipple in his wet mouth.

Once he has shown your chest enough love, he continues his journey south that leads him to your mound. Once again, he parts your thighs that you had instinctively shut due to embarrassment “Do not shy away from me” he chastises, “I’m sorry your highness, it’s just…I’ve never done this before” you shyly admit and the genuine smile he casts your way eases the tightness in your chest “do not worry, I will take good care of you, I promise” and he seals his promise with a warm kiss on your thigh. His hands run up and down the expanse of your thighs, lowering his face until you can feel the gentle breath of him on your wet core, your desire freely running out of you. You yearn for more, more of him and his touches and you are no longer shy in showing your need when your arch up into his mouth, hands once again gripping his head as you try to lower him where you so desperately crave him, “is that what you want? my mouth on this beautiful cunt” ,“yes yes please your highness” you gasp, “then that is what you shall get”. The King wastes no time in delving in and devouring your needy cunt, his tongue makes quick work in exploring your every crevice and decides to settle on your throbbing bud. The alternation between harsh lashes and soft strokes has you trying to supress the screams that are clawing their way out of your throat, but the thought of everyone in the castle being made aware of your current affairs has you quickly snapping your lips together. However, once his highness starts sucking on your nub and glances up at you while groaning out his response “you taste as divine as you look”, you can no longer subdue the fire overtaking your body as you release your nectar into the Kings’ mouth, hips raising and mouth parting to moan out your gratitude.

“I can wait no longer; I must have you,” he rises to his knees, and only then do you get to fully admire his bare form, board shoulders and strong arms you noticed during his bath but as your gaze travels lower you bare witness to something that was once concealed. You do not make the effort to conceal your wondering eyes that are open in awe as you asses his manhood which stands tall and proud. It is deliciously thick with an angry red tip that leaks his own desire and has a vein that runs the course of his length that subtly bobs as you continue to stare “I see my lady is just as eager as I” he smirks proudly and for once you do not refute his statement but instead open your legs in invitation. His smirk falters as his eyes glaze over with desire and with a steady hand he draws his manhood to align with your opening, giving an experimental pump before he slowly starts inching his way inside of you. You wince at the initial entrance, taking deep breaths to help open yourself up to him as he stretches your once untouched womanhood with his thick girth. With soft hands he massages your hips while whispering praises into the open air “you are doing so well my love, taking me so well” and before you can reply with your own praises, his thighs make contact with yours, letting you know he is now fully sheathed inside of you.

You and the King both groan at the sensation and he cautiously pulls back, letting you feel every ridge of him before pushing back in and repeating this motion. Your pants and wanton moans fill the room around you as he steadily picks up his pace, the sound of skin slapping against skin now joining the sounds you make as he drops his face into the crook of your neck, softly biting the skin there before easing the sting with a lap. “I could die a happy man if you allowed me to take this cunt every night and day” he groans into your ear, and you cannot stop the high-pitched whine that comes out of you at his improper words. You wrap your legs around his waist, encouraging him to go deeper and he does not disappoint, pulling back to harshly bury himself in you becomes his new rhythm and it is not long before you warn him of your oncoming release “I am close your highness, so close”, “do not hold back my lady, reward me with your sweet nectar” he pants as he picks up his pace and you do just that. With a silent scream you release around him, every fibre of your being vibrating with the strength of your pleasure and with a guttural groan he follows suit, pumping his own release inside of you. With shallow breaths he gently pulls out while collapsing beside you and pulling you on top of his glistening chest.

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You lose track of time as you lay above him, enjoying the feeling of his steadily rising chest and rough fingers as they make patterns on your bare back. You attempt to rise of him but are met with his strong arm as he pulls you back to his chest “stay” he whispers in the grove of your neck, and you would love nothing more, so you do. It is a few minutes before you hear his voice again and you did not expect the words that flowed from his lips “I would like for you to come with me”, the confusion on your face must have been easily read as he elaborates “back to my Kingdom in Isenad”, yet this does not clear up your puzzlement. “To work as your maid?” you asked unsurely, “do not insult me” he fired back, “then as what your highness?” “be mine” you reeled back in shock. “You are a king, and I am but a maid” you replied incredulously, “it does not matter to me” and the conviction is his tone has you desperately wanting to believe him, yet you cannot subject yourself to this once again, your heart still not fully mended. “What is the cause of your hesitance?” you pause, unsure whether you should confide in the King or not, while physical intimacy is one thing, emotional intimacy is another, and it is seemingly harder to give up. However, the King shocks you with his words “the King I presume?” and as you gaze up at him in bewilderment, he clarifies “I see the way he looks at you” with no resentment or envy in his tone or shown on his face, you ease back into his chest.

“It will not work, I have already experienced the pain of being thrown aside when duty calls, I will not submit myself to that again” you whisper. He takes his time to dwell on your words, gentle fingers still at work on your back as he replies “however, I do not need to rely on marrying foreign princesses to keep my kingdom strong” and you know that he does not lie when he says those words, the evidence being your Kings frustration in not being able to secure an alliance with King Isenad. He does not stop his reassuring words here; he continues to shower you in them “Know that you will always be safe with me. Your every wish is within my command, just say the word and it will be yours.” Fear settles within you as you start to believe the words that spew from his honeyed lips, and you want nothing more than to leave your life here at the palace behind and start anew with the King beneath you but instead you settle with “I…I will need time to think about your proposal” and like the gentleman he is, he does not push you “I understand.”

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THIRD TIMES THE CHARM

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#Genre: Fluff

#Includes: Miya Atsumu x Fem Reader ft. Osamu Miya

#Description: Miya Atsumu just can't seem to get you out of his head after first laying eyes on you but asking you out proves to be rather difficult.

#WC: 2.1K

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[17:45]

The hustling and bustling of Ongiri Miya is drowned out by the music flowing through your headphones. You keep your head down and gaze centred on the laptop in front of you, making the final touches to your internship application that you had been spending the past few hours perfecting. You desperately needed and wanted the position you were currently applying for as it would give you the relevant experience while also looking very attractive on a CV for potential employers. Ongiri Miya was your go to study spot – it was the perfect atmosphere to get your work done, a nice welcoming environment that wasn’t too loud or quite (unlike the library that was eerily silent) and you found yourself the most productive there, plus the food was to die for.

The ringing of the door that signals there’s a new customer falls on deaf ears as you go over the words written on the screen that are starting to blur together the longer you stare at them. You double check the email you’re supposed to send the application to and before you can hit send you sense a presence beside you. You briefly glance up and are met with a towering figure who seems to be talking a mile an hour and you can’t tell if the redness creeping up his cheeks is from a lack of air or nervousness. Coming to the realisation (unlike him) that you can’t hear him due to the headphones still firmly planted on your head, you move one cushion aside and catch the end of his sentence “…if that’s okay with ya, totally fine if it isn’t and I mean it! Its totally okay to say no!” he ends his speal with a shy smile.

You both stare at each other in awkward silence for a beat before you open your mouth “I’m so sorry but what were you saying?”. He blinks a few times before proceeding to open his mouth and promptly shut it, rushing out his next words “nothin, sorry to bother ya”, you’re met with the back of his head as he spins on his heels and speed walks out the restaurant. You continue to stare at the space his bleach blond hair used to occupy, and it takes a minute to gather your thoughts, tilting your head in confusion at the whole interaction and worrying over if you offended the strange yet handsome man somehow, you were genuinely curious at what he had to say. You shake your head, dispelling those thoughts, you had enough to worry about and with that you hit send to the email you were previously working on and gathering your belongings to head home.

[17:50] – ATSUMU

The ringing bell signals his presence as he opens the door to the place he’s at more often than his own home. He looks around for his brother that’s absent from the behind the counter and instead of catching sight of him, he sees something much better – you. He can’t seem to drag his eyes off you as he reflexively walks to the counter, his gaze not once straying from your pretty face. He doesn’t think someone’s presence has made his heart stutter and knees wobbly like yours just unconsciously has and he hasn’t even talked to you yet. His brother makes his way from the back, brow raised as he follows his line of sight, smacking him upside the head to get his attention “Its rude to stare ya creep” “I wasn’t starin, I was admirin!” he weakly defends. “Anyway, who’s the girl?” he wastes no time asking, “Ya mean the one ya were droolin over?”, Atsumu doesn’t bother denying that because he might as well have been, “Either way, how should a know, what a can tell ya is that she’s a regular – here every week same time”. He makes sure to store that piece of information for later because he has a feeling he’ll need it. Now that he knows Osamu’s useless and can’t give him any more information, he starts to walk up to you – starting of with a confident stride that slowly turns into hesitant baby steps the closer he gets to you.

Now that’s he’s closer to you, he can make out your pretty lashes that flutter every time your eyes move across the screen and plump lips that your teeth are currently gnawing on. He feels his heart pick up the pace and hands slowly start to sweat and before he can even get your attention his stupid mouth opens, and the words just start spewing. His brain screams at him to stop because he knows you can’t hear him because of your headphones, yet his mouth seems to be on a different wavelength as he continues his word vomit that even he knows makes no sense.

He thinks he could die just there as you glance up at him with confusion displayed on your face and he knows you can see the blush spreading across his face. If his previous rambling didn’t make him want to die, he definitely wants to drop dead now after hearing the words that come from your mouth. However, all of a sudden, his mindless mouth is silent and doesn’t know what to say and his brain just so happens to have shut down and he thinks its probably some fight or flight bullshit and his brain has chosen flight like the coward it is because not a single coherent thought is present. So, he says the only thing that can get him to quickly escape the situation he’s created because he’s 99% sure he can hear his asshole brother cackling in the background and just like his coward brain he chooses flight and briskly walks away before he can see your reaction.

“Idiot, idiot, idiot” he chants under his breath as he walks away, head lowered in shame. Where had the once smooth Atsumu gone, he has never had any trouble talking to girls, throwing sly winks and flirtatious smirks was second nature to him yet stood before you he suddenly turned into a fucking virgin. There’s no way he was living this down (he knows Osamu’s not going to let him forget) but now he knows for sure he has to try to ask you out again, if not for his bruised ego but because you were clearly special if you had him stumbling over his words and doing the walk of shame out of his brothers’ restaurant.

[18:30] – The following week

He had been waiting for over an hour now and you were a no show, your usual spot sat empty, and he was starting to get strange looks. Knees rapidly bouncing and eyes darting to the door every time he heard it jingle but was met with a face that wasn’t yours had disappointment shooting through him and the rational part of his brain was trying to convince him it wasn’t because of him and the situation last week that had you avoiding Ongiri Miya like the plague. He had heard from Osamu a few minutes prior that you hadn’t stepped in since last week, yet he still held onto the sliver of hope that you may pop in today – the same day and time as last week. Yet as the minutes ticked by and people filtered in and out of the doors, you had yet to make an appearance and he felt himself quickly slumping in his chair and thinking he might as well give up, it was a long shot anyway and he doubts you want anything to do with him after that embarrassing display he put on last week.

While the angel on his right shoulder tells him not to give up and tries to convince him that you may have found his bashful confession endearing, the devil on his left shoulder berates him for even thinking that. It convinces him that he’s so self-absorbed to think that he’s even playing on your mind, why would a pretty little thing like you waste even a millisecond thinking about him? You probably wiped his existence from your mind the second he walked out the door. “Can ya leave now, yer scaring away ma customers” his brothers voice comes from behind him. He debates whether to wait a few more minutes just in case but he knows better and he’s starting to feel a little pathetic, so he gives Osamu a solemn nod before picking himself up and dragging himself out the door.

The best thing for him to do now was to just forget about you because he’s uncertain about if he’s ever going to see you again. However, that’s easier said than done because you’ve been playing on his mind the moment he saw you and everyday after that, multiple what if questions infest his mind every day and night and he makes up scenarios of what he would do if he did see you again.

[9:28]

The past few weeks have been hectic with university and your internship application being accepted which resulted in interviews, workshops and getting to know the people who are going to be supervising you. While it was fun it was also extremely nerve wracking as you were going to be working at a big company with some very important athletes that you are going to meet very shortly. You wash your sweaty hands and brush away any fly aways to ensure you look the utmost professional and for some reason your brain thinks it’s the perfect time to draw your attention back to the unexpected encounter you had a few weeks ago at a certain restaurant. The situation had been playing on your mind for a while now and while at first it was confusing and albeit awkward it now brings a smile to your face and has you chuckling. You slowly started to find the unnamed stranger endearing and dare you say…cute. You hadn’t really had the time the process how he looked and what he was saying but after a few recollections of the memory you found yourself smiling at the whole ordeal and your curiosity piqued at what he was asking you about. Unfortunately, you hadn’t had the time to go back to Ongiri Miya with how busy you were, and you were certain he probably wouldn’t have even been there with how quickly he had ran out, you doubt he’d even be able to face you if you saw him again.

Deciding that you looked presentable enough, you walked out of the bathrooms and into the gymnasium where the coach and managers stood and took your place beside them. You anxiously twiddled your thumbs as you waited for the players to emerge from the locker rooms and during this time one of the coaches started to make conversation. You talked about what university you attend and your hopes for the future as the athletes made their way into the gymnasium and you could see them gather together from your peripheral. As you wrapped up your conversation you could sense a pair of eyes on you – not just looking but staring intensely.

You turned to the small crowd gathered in front of you and swept your eyes over them as the coaches introduced you and the plan for today, nothing seemed out of the ordinary until your eyes flickered back to a familiar mop of blond hair and a pair of brown eyes stared back at you in shock. You were sure you sported the same expression as you took in the MSBY uniform the cute stranger adorned and quickly shook yourself out of those thoughts as you shot the rest of the team a friendly smile. After the coaches finished their speech, the players started to disperse yet one made their way towards you with a soft smile.

“Hi, I’m Miya Atsumu, I never got to introduce myself before” he shyly chuckles out and once again there’s a rosy tint to his cheeks. “Miya? As in…” “Ahaha yeah, ma brother owns it” you stare at him in shock for a few seconds “I’m such an idiot, no wonder you looked familiar” “if anyone’s an idiot it would be me” he cringes in embarrassment, and you can feel yourself smile at the sight. “Well why don’t we start again, I’m L/N F/N nice to officially meet you” you hold your hand out and he wastes no time in softly grasping it and shaking it. You find yourself missing the comforting warmth of his calloused hand as he takes it away and you both just stare at each other in silence for a few seconds before he coughs out “I was asking ya out” “huh?” “That day ya know, I was asking ya out on a date” he mumbles, and it takes all your effort to bite back a cheesy grin because he really was too cute for his own good, “Well then Miya Atsumu, I think you owe me a date”

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ONLY ONE WAY IT CAN END

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#Genre: Smut

#Includes: Kuroo, Sakusa

#Description: Jealousy hasn’t felt so good.

#Warnings: Degradation, praise, dub con spanking, roughness, jealously, slightly toxic, fingering, unprotected sex, creampie, choking, possessiveness.

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KUROO TETSUROU

He was quickly starting to regret bringing you to this work party, he knew you would get along well with everyone, the proof was in front of him. You happily giggled along to whatever his co-worker had just said, and your smile brought a blush to said co-workers face. It was obvious to everyone but you apparently that he had taken a liking to you, slowly inching closer to you and the way his eyes were raking over your figure made Kuroo want to rip them from their sockets.

With clenched teeth, he plastered a clearly fake smile onto his face as he made his way over to you, his quick steps reached you in a few seconds and he deliberately placed his hand too low on your back as he excused you both, making sure his co-workers eyes followed both of you out the office, his hand now placed firmly on your ass.

“What’s up with you?” you questioned. “Me? You’re the one letting that sleaze bag flirt with you and right in front of me” he scoffed out. “He wasn’t flirting!” you quickly defended. A dark smirk made its way on his face, and you gulped as he dragged you into his office, “We can do this at home tetsu, not at your work.” He roughly chuckled out his next words “no no, I want him to hear what I do to you, and you’re going to fucking enjoy it.”

He carelessly pushed you onto his desk, your chest flat against the solid wood and ass up on display. Coming up behind you, he roughly palms your flesh as you struggle to hold in your moans. A resounding slap echoes around the room and a gasp leaves you as you’re left with the stinging after math of his large hand. You feel his hot breath next to your ear, a shiver taking over your body as he whispers, “I want to hear you, I want him to hear you.” You whimper as you feel his hardness grind into your ass and you deliriously nod your head at his words, “Good girl.”

He drags his hand up your bare thigh, catching the hem of your dress on the way and bringing it over your waist. He takes his time as he smooths his hand over your red ass, slowly dragging them down to the wet patch on your underwear, fingers gliding against your slit and deliciously catching your clit. You whine as you push back into him, silently begging for more, “so needy and impatient” he tuts, his words bring an embarrassed flush to your face, but you can’t help but want more. Despite his chastising, his peels your underwear off and slips it into his jacket pocket, spreading your legs with his knees and releasing a gruff groan as the moonlight catches the wetness between them.

He dips his fingers back into your cunt, smoothing them around your throbbing clit lightly before he slips one into your tight hole, stretching you out for his fully hardened dick. You moan into your arms as he keeps his pace slow, begging him to add another “please tetsu, more, I need more.” “I know you do baby, but you need to be punished for acting like a slut, you going to take it like a good girl?” “…yes”. Your answer is rewarded with a sweet kiss to your bare shoulder, a harsh contrast to his earlier words and he follows it with adding another finger. You release a shuddering breath as he curls his fingers and starts rubbing your clit with his thumb, your wetness now making its way down your thighs, and you clamp them together once you start feeling that string in your stomach tighten. Another harsh slap to your ass has you immediately opening them once more. You chance a look back at him and the sight has your eyes rolling into your head - there he stands, still in his suit with his eyes closed and head tilted back, the hand that isn’t currently inside you is palming his hard dick through his slacks.

“I’m going to cum” you moan out. The words bring him out of his trance, and he rips his hand away from your soaking pussy. “No, you’re going to cum around my dick or not at all”, he pulls you off his desk and moves you both around it. He drops down into his chair, unbuckling his pants and pulling them down, along with his boxers, revealing his angry red tip that’s leaking pre-cum and you unconsciously lick your lips, an action that doesn’t slip past him “as much as I’d love to feel your lips around my dick and hitting the back of your throat, I can’t wait”.

He taps his thigh, and you know that’s your cue, you slide onto his lap, hovering over his dick. He taps it against your clit a few times, an action that has you gripping his shoulder and biting your lip, he teasingly chuckles as he continues to get his dick wet with your juices before he slips the tip in. Both of you moaning in unison at the feeling, your pussy tightens around the intrusion as he works himself deeper, each inch further stretching you, “fuck kitten, so tight and warm, ease up on me” “I’m tryin” you groan as you try to loosen your hold on him. You bring your hand down your body until it reaches its destination – your clit, you gently circle it with your fingers, and you’re compensated with the last few inches of his long cock. “There we go, so fuckin hot”, you swivel your hips and groan as you feel the ridges of his cock massage your insides, “move tetsu”, “anything you want baby”.

He grips your hips and helps you lift up and drop down, continuing that action till you’re both panting and sweaty. Once you stop your movements and grind down on him instead, he knows you’re getting tired and takes over. He pushes you flush against his chest and takes your ass into his hands as he starts to piston his hips upwards, delivering hard deep thrusts. Your sweet moans reverberate in his ears and encourages him to go faster, his own head tilting back as the pleasure takes over him “I know you’re close baby, come for me yeah” “Mmh fu-uck, harder testus, please so close” “shit baby, so am I, you going to scream for me?”

His question is soon answered when he feels you clamp around him, shuddering in his hold as you loudly moan out your release, slowly twitching as you come down from your high. He follows closely behind, releasing him cum deep inside you as he groans out his own pleasure, thrusting a few more times before he stills and catches his breath. He brushes your hair away from your forehead, “well he definitely heard that” he smirks. You slap his chest “you really need to get that under control” “you only ever complain once you’ve cum”. With one last slap, you drag yourself off his lap, feeling his load make its way out of you, “shit! underwear tetsu” you hold your hand out. He shakes his head with that infuriating smirk as he tucks himself back into his slacks “you’ll make do kitten”.

SAKUSA KIYOOMI

The euphoria he felt from winning the match was short lived when he glanced up at the stands, expecting you to meet his gaze with a smile and thumbs up like usual, however you weren’t even paying attention to him. Too busy conversing with the stranger next to you who was paying more attention to your body than your eyes, briefly placing his hand on your arm and shooting you a grin. While you may have removed his hand, that brief touch was enough to have Sakusa planning the man’s murder and your punishment.

After politely dismissing the stranger, you glanced to the court, expecting to see Sakusa celebrating with his teammates after his win, but you were met with his absence. A confused frown stretches across your face, and you chalk his disappearance to going to shower before everyone else which wasn’t unusual. You make your way down the stands with the aim to wait for him near the changing rooms but before you can reach them, you’re roughly pulled by the arm into a closet. Your back roughly meets the back of the door while a hand is placed over your mouth to silence your shouts for help.

“Shh, its just me” you squint in the darkness and the crack under the door provides enough light for you to make out the silhouette in front of you. You’re now even more confused as you identify the person as Sakusa, you try to speak over his hand, but he refuses to move it, bringing his face close to your ear as he whispers his words “did you have fun?” your scrunched brows make him dryly chuckle, “it looked like you did, letting another man put his hands on what’s mine”. You quickly shake your head, not wanting him to get the wrong idea but it seems as if his mind is already made up. “No? it looked like that to me, I don’t want excuses princess, I want forgiveness, can you give that to me?” he mockingly asked. You gulped as you shakily nodded your head, he let out a sigh of relief as he brushed his lips against the shell of your ear, letting his breath fan over it before he sucks the lobe into his mouth “good girl, because you need to be cleansed”.

He removes his hand from your mouth, his lips hurriedly replacing them, and he wastes no time in parting your lips and coaxing your tongue into his mouth, massaging the wet muscle with his own before he pulls back, not so gently biting your lip on his retreat. His fingers subconsciously make their way to your red lips that gleam with his saliva, gently tracing them and watches transfixed as you slightly part them, welcoming the digits into the place his tongue once was. You close your lips around the slender intrusions, swirling your tongue around them as he presses them down against your tongue, “fuck” he breathily pants. You only manage to bob your head on them a few times before he rips them from your mouth and abruptly turns you around.

He encircles your throat with the wet fingers and brings his mouth down to your ear once again “you’re going to have to do better than that”. “I’ll do anything” you promise. “Oh, I know you will, slut”, he enunciates the last word. Your pussy pulses at the name, needily grinding against his front, an action that has him tightening his grip on your throat “you want my dick that bad huh? Who’s got you this needy? I want to hear you say it”, “you, you have, no one else…I promise”. He lets out a satisfied grunt as he uses his free hand to lift your skirt up and pull your underwear to the side. He skims the pad of his fingers between your dripping slit, paying special attention to your throbbing clit, teasingly circling it, and pulling away as soon as you moan. He brings his wet fingers to your panting mouth “taste yourself” he orders, you moan at the authority dripping from his words, eagerly taking them into your mouth and cleaning them off, “taste good?” “Mmh” you nod. Your obedience is rewarded with a soft kiss on the lips and cheek.

With shaky hands, he slips his shorts and underwear down, letting his hard leaking dick slap against his stomach. He gives himself a few pumps before bringing it down to your pulsating pussy, slipping it between your folds and grinding against them and you groan at the feeling, revelling in the brief pleasure of his tip hitting your clit. “Put your hands on the door” he instructs, and you do as he says, steadying yourself against the door and you beg no one will be able to hear you. The hand on your throat travels down the expanse of your clothed back before it settles on you hip, now taking that in a bruising grip. Sakusa finally brushes his dick against your entrance, sliding only the tip in and back out again, repeating this until tears gather in your eyes and you whine at him to do something “please Omi baby please, I’m sorry” you cry out. “What are you sorry for?”, “For not paying attention to you, for letting him touch me, everything”“see that wasn’t so hard” he condescendingly tuts.

Without warning he slams his hips forward, pushing you into the door and you can do nothing to stop his relentless pace. He hammers into you again and again, the rough slap of his balls against your ass can surely be heard outside but you’re too far gone to care. Your eyes roll back as he hits that spongy spot inside of you that renders your brain useless, making it uncapable to answer his relentless questions “do you think he can make you feel this good?” he seethes, your only reply being the whimpers his hard thrusts pull of you. You bring your hand back and push it against his hip, hoping he slows down and relents at least a little, but instead he takes your wrist in a tight grip, pulling it back hard enough that your front lurches of the door and he continues to slam his cock into you “do you think he knows your body the way I do?” “fuck no-o” you manage to wail out, “thats right baby, this pussy is mine and mine only, understand?” he cements his words by bringing his fingers down to your clit, feverishly rubbing it.

“shit I’m coming Omi” “cum all over my dick pretty, don’t worry about the mess”, his words being the last string to release your orgasm. Your pussy clenches and practically vibrates around his dick, squeezing it in a vice grip as you cum, the pressure trying to push his dick out. However, he brings your back flush against his front, his arm secure against your stomach as he continues to thrust into you. “Omi, I’m so sensitive” you plead. “Tell me you’re mine” he grits out, “I’m yours baby, all yours.” Your words proved to be effective as his hips stutter and end up fully stopping as he releases inside you, his load coating your insides. After a few seconds of catching his breath, he gently pulls out, slipping your panties back into place before bringing your skirt down and sorting himself out. You turn around and are met with his soft gaze, he brings his hands up to cup your cheeks, softly pecking your lips “sorry if I was rough, just really didn’t like seeing someone else touch you” “its okay” you whisper, returning his kiss “I’m yours, I’ll always be yours”.

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BUT NOT ENOUGH 2

#Genre: angst, fluff

#Includes: Whoever you wish, no character descriptors.

#Description: Period piece. Prince ML x Maid FL

#WC: 1.6k

♛ Part 1 ♛ Part 2 ♛ Part 3 ♛ Part 4

The following weeks passed by excruciatingly slow despite the first few weeks succeeding the wedding being hectic and rather lively but as of now the pace has settled and everyone is falling back into their usual routines but with a new addition… the Queen. It pained you to witness how easily she fit in as if she had always been there, roaming the halls and talking animatedly with the surrounding Kingdoms Kings and Queens like she was born for this, and you guess she was. Prior to becoming your nations Queen, she served as the princess of Nearan - one of the richest nations your Kingdom was allied with, therefore their union shouldn’t have surprised you as much as it had, their coming together was written long before you had even met the King and you were unsure if that eased the sting your heart still carried or doused it with a healthy dose of spirit. The only saving grace was that you were not part of the maids who tended to her highness, the only time you crossed paths could be attributed to unfortunate coincidences and even those meetings were few and far.

You had been prepared to dislike her whole being and a cruel part of you hoped she would step out of line in order to give you a fair reason to hold so much hostility towards her. Yet every time your ears perked up at the mention of her highness it was nothing but to sing her praises and you could not fault that because as much as you wanted to you could not dislike her for she was perfect and it pained you to admit it. While she looked perfect and pure on the outside, the inside reflected the same, you had not heard or witnessed one negative word about her Majesty, and you doubt you would so with a heavy heart you tried your hardest to soothe the ache and longing burning deep inside you.

It was easy to forget the pain when you did not see the King often if ever, due to his Union and new title of King there were many responsibilities that now fell upon his shoulders, and he would spend most of his days tucked away into his office that you thankfully were no longer required to tend to. The events he must have been present for, you were fortunately and conveniently absent and you pushed away the treacherous thoughts of if he would ever seek you out amongst the crowd, did he long to see your face as you did his? Yet you dispelled that question as soon as it entered your mind for you already knew the answer – of course not. By his side he had one of the most beautiful women you had ever laid your eyes upon and a heart to match, you could not offer him what she could and once again it pained you to admit that he had made the right choice in marrying her but at least you can confirm he will have a deserving partner at his side.

You did not know you would find the answer to all of your questions the following day. The King of Isenad was scheduled to arrive at your kingdom today and every person was slightly unsettled to say the least. This King had a reputation – deemed to be cold and calculating yet fair and benevolent but the most important detail would be that he had one of the strongest armies you had seen through the years, which is why many are on edge about todays meeting between both Kings. An alliance with the King of Isenad would greatly benefit your Kingdom and prove to be a great feat and you hoped it would go smoothly. You strode down the hallway, preparing for todays visitor when a brooding figure stopped you in your tracks and every thought that consumed you suddenly disappeared.

You had not fully seen him since his wedding day and now in all his glory he stood before you, looking just as handsome as he did then but now dark circles littered beneath his eyes and a dark shadow clung to his chin and jaw. He stared straight ahead as he spoke to you, his cold and distant eyes had you roughly swallowing your concerns – that was no longer your job. “You will be In charge of serving King Isenad on his arrival today” his voice was void of any emotion and he still had not met your eye and sick sense of satisfaction sparked within you – good, you do not deserve to meet my eye. “Yes your Highness, will that be all?” and with a nod he dismissed you and that was it.

You felt surprisingly light and touched your eyes to ensure you had not unknowingly shed tears, yet your fingertips came back dry, and you bit back a proud smile. You were getting better and while it still hurt to see him you no longer wanted to run and reside in your room for the rest of the day, and you would take that as a win. A commotion from downstairs snapped you out of your revery and you peered over the banister to see maids bustling about, rushing to get everything in place and that only meant one thing “He’s early” you whispered. The Kings previous words suddenly infiltrate your mind and only now do you understand their meaning. Before you can process what this means two guards open the towering arched doors and a black clad boot steps past the threshold.

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He enters with the confidence of a thousand men, standing tall and proud as he surveys those who stand before him. His sharp jawline briefly clenches, and his dark eyes follow the King as he makes his way into the foyer with an outstretched hand that he firmly clasps “King Isenad, I hope your journey was not too unpleasant” “it was as pleasant as it could have been” his smooth deep voice replies. “I see. Your chambers have been prepared and supper should be ready shortly” the King continues informing King Isenad on protocol and introducing his Queen as she joined them. However, his eyes once again flit across the room, this time making contact with you who is still standing peering over the banister, and you could swear you saw a flash of amusement as you hurried to hide behind the wall out of his line of sight. Well, this was not the best start to your new task, and you will your heart to stop beating so fast and try to remove the image of his sharp piercing eyes that seem to have seared themselves into your mind. You realise you will have to introduce yourself shortly in order to show the King to his chambers and fulfil any of his wishes during the time he resides here, so you hurry to make yourself presentable before you make your way towards both of the Kings.

“Ah, this will be the maid serving you during your stay with us” the King informed him in no particular fashion, as if it was a fleeting fact. King Isenad assessed you from top to bottom, not concerned with hiding his gaze as he stared into your eyes while asking his question “and does she have a name?” the King startles at this not expecting such a question and stutters out his response “uh I- yes, its Y/N your Highness” “Mmh” he hums before snapping his gaze back to the King, “Do you recall all of your castle staff by name?” at this the King bristles while her highness shuffles uncomfortably next to him. You stand there in shock at the sudden question, unaware of what prompted it as you sneak a glance at your King to see his response “I do try to make an effort” he sounds strained as he responds which King Isenad decides to ignore as he nods before addressing you “I’d like to be shown to my chambers” and you wonder if you’re imagining the slight curve of his lips “Of course your Majesty, its right this way”. He bids his goodbye to his and her highness before he departs and follows your steps into the west wing.

His heavy footsteps echo around the quiet corridor and you can sense his imposing figure behind you close enough that the heat radiating off his chest seeps through the thin material of your drabs and into your back like a soft caress. You roughly gulp and wipe your sweaty palms on the front of your dress before you stop in front of the room he will be residing in “This is your chamber your-” you turn around but are quickly cut of as he happens to be standing a lot closer than you predicted, you slowly walk backwards to give yourself more room but collide with his door. He takes one step closer, closing the distance you had created before bending down to become eye level with you “Do I make you nervous?” he asks quietly. You beg he doesn’t notice your eyes flit to his lips for half a second before returning to his eyes – you have never been this close to any other man, not even your own King.

You deem it better to honest with him as you sense he already knows your answer as he stares at you like a predator would observe it’s pray “Yes your highness” you breathily reply. He leans in closer, brushing the shell of your ear with his lips “Good” he whispers before standing up straight and his frame completely dwarfs you. You now stare at his rising chest that’s become eye level to you, faintly making out the hard planes of his chest and stomach before his voice snaps you back to reality “you’re in my way” you blink away the haze before hurriedly rising of the door and stepping away “I apologise your highness, it will not happen again” you rush out, “we will see” he smirks before entering his chamber and letting you finally breath a sigh of relief.

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I've fully completed the short series 'But not enough' and cant wait for you guys to read it. its the first time I've written a series and fics that follow the same storyline but it was so fun !!

its the most fun i've had writing anything so cant wait for your feedback 🤍 its got a mix of angst, fluff and smut ... so a bit of everything ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡)

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｡.｡:∞♡ HAIKYUU MASTERLIST:

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simpforanyanimeguywithdarkhair · 2 years

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CUTE MOMENTS WITH HAIKYUU BOYS 2

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#Genre: Fluff

#includes: Iwaizumi, Tsukishima, Kenma, Suna

#Warnings: Kissing but barely

♡ Part 1

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IWAIZUMI HAJIME

You fumbled with the dainty and annoying metal clasp for the umpteenth time, letting out a frustrated sigh as you brought it away from your neck. A cough snapped you out of your irritation and you glanced up and locked eyes with a pair of olive green ones that danced with mirth, “need some help?” “please” you dejectedly replied. Removing his hands from the pockets of his trousers, he pushed himself off the door he was leaning on, maintaining eye contact with you through the mirror as he got closer. He carefully removed your grip on the object of your disdain – your necklace and took it into his own fingers. Fingers that completely dwarfed the delicate piece of jewellery and you questioned if he would even be able to maintain a decent grip on it.

With the gentlest of motions, he sweeps your hair to one side before bringing the metal around you once more, with precise movements he manages to clasp it in a few tries. His hands linger on your neck for a beat before they caress your bare shoulders, he takes his time bringing his face down to them where he places the airiest of kisses and you wonder if you imagined his lips on you. Stretching to his full height, he sorts your hair into its original position before he takes a step back, something inside of you aching to close the distance once more, begging to feel the heat of his chest against you, the roughness of his fingers and softness of his lips. Once again, he breaks the silence, however this time there’s no amusement in his eyes as he says the next word in a breathless whisper, there’s only desire. “beautiful”

TSUKISHIMA KEI

A quiet yet serene silence filled the space around you both creating a comforting atmosphere. There were only a few people you could see in the room with you, in their own little worlds as they admired the art around them, dissecting and analysing each stroke and colour used, projecting their own feelings and thoughts onto the pieces. You wonder what Tsuki thought of the current art in front of you, his eyes were intently trained ahead of him, and you refused to break him out of his own safe sanctuary. You were content with just being close to him and sharing the silence, so you shifted your own eyes onto the art instead of him. As you yourself got absorbed with the painting, you failed to notice the pair of eyes that slowly glided to you, now fully transfixed on you. When he was sure you wouldn’t notice him, he let himself relax and now more comfortably gazed at you.

He took his time admiring you, from the distant look in your eyes that he found hard to break away from to your soft parted lips that were beckoning him closer, he had to physically stop himself from reaching out and cupping your cheeks and slotting his lips against yours, would they feel as good as they look? He asked himself. He quickly shoved that thought out of his mind, chiding himself as he felt a rush of warmth rise from his neck upwards. He still couldn’t comprehend that you asked him if he wanted to go to the gallery with you, quickly masking the shock with a nonchalant expression before he agreed. And now you were here in front of him, looking better than any of the mediocre art that surrounded him - he wanted to analyse you instead, wanted to know everything about you, that’s why he didn’t move when your own eyes slid over to his and caught his gaze. You answered the silent question in his eyes with a soft smile and reached over to slide your palm into his, giving it a reassuring squeeze that was met with his own.

KENMA KOZUME

While you both may live together now it was still a rarity to see each other for more than a few minutes. Kenma spent most of his time holed up in his office, streaming and only left when he had to, and you spent most of your time at work and with school. It was an unfortunate and unbalanced situation but there wasn’t much to be done. However, what got both of you through this was the unexpected notes that you guys found around the house, they’d pop up in the most random places, but they wouldn’t fail to put a smile on both your faces. It was your favourite part of the day, coming home and finding short, sweet messages in weird nooks and crannies and leaving your own short, sweet messages in places that have Kenma chuckling.

The notes often consist of cheesy jokes and pick up lines, however there are some that have you smiling like a love stuck fool – because that’s what you are. The same can be said for him though, he can’t help the blush that rises to his cheeks as he reads one of those said notes: ‘I was contemplating disturbing you, but you looked so concentrated (and handsome) that I couldn’t bring myself to. I just wanted to tell you that I love you…and miss you a lot. I can’t wait till we get some time off to spend together, we should visit that café you had your eye on :)’. He happened to find this note under his keyboard and immediately opened his desk draw, pulling out his own stack of sticky notes and got to work, hopefully you’d find it tomorrow morning.

SUNA RINTAROU

The distant sound of music could still be heard from the party that was going on below you. You had left the room filled with sweaty bodies and sticky floors long ago, now taking refuge on the roof, the chilling wind helped in cooling you down and calming your racing heart – you just needed a moment. The sound of a window opening snapped you out of your daze and you turned to see Suna clambering through it, rather clumsily you might add. Once he caught you staring, he shot you a smirk and made his way towards you, taking a seat right next to you, close enough where you could feel his thigh graze yours every time he slightly moved and the lingering muskiness of his cologne, it was nice you thought…familiar. “Hey, I missed you in there” he said after a few moments of silence, “sorry I needed some fresh air”, he hummed in understanding. Suddenly, he leaned back, now lying down staring up at the sky that was a blanket of darkness.

Without even looking at you he reached for your hand and dragged you down next to him. Now side by side with your hand still in his warm grip, you made no move to remove it – it felt nice. Almost absentmindedly he begins to brush the back of your hand with his thumb, a touch that had your stomach fluttering and brain fogging up, it scared you how a simple touch could disarm you, could have you longing for more. Leisurely he turns his head towards yours and it takes you a minute to pluck up the courage to also face him but somehow you find it and turn to meet his low lidded eyes. You don’t know how long you spent searching his eyes or when your eyes drifted towards his lips but once they set there you briefly noticed how they seemed to be getting closer, now only a hairs length away. The soft brush of his nose against yours had your eyes fluttering back up to his that were filled with yearning. He softly spoke his question and you had to strain to hear it even with the short distance between you both “Can I kiss you?”. Your subtle nod was enough for him, and he wasted no time in uniting your lips together.

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2nd part of not enough??🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽

I’ve had a few requests for a second part and to be honest i went into writing that expecting it to be a short open ended story, but now I’m thinking about maybe making it like a 3 part series ?

Let me know ur thoughts :))

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BUT NOT ENOUGH

#Genre: Short angst with no fluff :(

#Includes: Whoever you wish, no character descriptors.

#Description: Period piece. Prince ML x Maid FL

♛ Part 1 ♛ Part 2 ♛ Part 3 ♛ Part 4

His dull eyes make brief contact with yours before quickly directing his gaze elsewhere. Despite the large audience in front of him, his eyes naturally find you in the crowd, so used to picking you apart from everyone else despite you blending in with the lower society. The fact sends a painful stab to your heart, and it is yet another reminder of why his hands are clasped in those of another. While you adorn nothing more than old, dull, dark garms that the rest of the Castle staff wear, he stands tall and bright with heavy velvet and silk encasing his form and a crown that sits proudly upon his head, it being furnished with jewels and diamonds that cost more than your life.

You think he looks good beside her, like he was always meant to be there, but you selfishly chase that thought away. You doubt you are the only one wishing it was you on that stage, it not being hard to spot the envy in the many noble eyes that surround you in the grand hall, that many have travelling far and wide to be in to witness this union. A union you were not made aware of until a few weeks prior and the memory transports you to that fateful day.

“Y/N! Wait” he calls out after you. You had not meant to eavesdrop; you were merely passing by his office before a few words had caught your attention and you were glad you had stayed. A strong hand clasps your arm and brings you to a stop in the corridor, both of you panting from the chase “just stop and listen to me”. “How long have you known?” you ask, the hesitation in his face is answer enough and you rip your arm from his searing hold. “Were you ever planning on telling me?” “of course I was, don’t be silly” he incredulously replies. “Ha, on the day of the wedding I presume” you sarcastically retort, “don’t” he warns. “I cannot believe you kept this from me”

“You knew this could go no further” and you could not refute that statement no matter how much it hurt. Yet you hoped, stupidly hoped that a small part of him would long for you enough to go against his parents, defy the norms of society to be with you. But you knew that small bubble you found yourself in would soon burst and you’d come to the realization that you were nothing more than a pastime. Unfortunately, you had realised that too late, that you were just a mere pit stop until he reached his final destination, and it was not you and that epiphany tore away at your already breaking heart.

“Well, I apologize for hoping that the man who claimed to love me would put up more of a fight for me…for us”. “This is no longer about you or I, it is about this kingdom. I will soon become king and I will not throw that away for these fleeting feelings” he scornfully replies. “Fleeting” you whisper in disbelief as the tears that gathered in your eyes finally escape. “You know what I mean” he harshly spits, “No, I don’t think I do”. You back turns from him as you hurry to wipe the tears streaking down your face, you refuse to let him see you like this. Refuse to let him see the hold he has on you and your heart.

“You know I care for you, do not make this harder than It has to be” he whispers. “But not enough…your Highness” you dryly chuckle out and with that you stride away from the man that you love, that you despise yourself for still loving despite his cruel and indifferent words.

You watch with bated breath as they both recite their vows, each word a hit to your bruised heart and your eyes glisten as he slips that beautiful sapphire ring onto her delicate finger. Your eyes once again meet and you pray he understands the words your eyes speak – “when you drive your sword through my heart, know that only you could have stopped it beating, for it has always been yours to destroy”

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^^ what they said !!!

Please don’t repost my work especially if you haven’t asked for permission - this blog kindly brought to my attention that one of my fics got dropped in a tik tok comment section and as much as I love that people like my work to recommend it, reblogging will be enough !

You may not understand why it’s such a big deal (other than writers saying not to and you still doing it) it’s because it brings not always good traction to my blog. Anyone can see that tik tok - including/especially under 18s, the fic they recommended of mine was a 18+ smut. I now may have minors on my blog specifically seeking out and interacting with 18+ content….it’s weird and uncomfortable.

Please think before you do dumb shit like that 😕

STOP POSTING TUMBLR FICS ON TIKTOK WITHOU AUTHORS SPECIFIC PERMISSION R U CRAZY!!!!

#don’t repost my shit #please #please consider reblogging #instead

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Hey I would love to see some baking moments with the haikyuu boys! I love to bake and would love some Fluffy thoughts with the boys

It’s in the works !! The prompts been sitting in my drafts for a while I just haven’t gotten around to writing it 😩

But I promise it’ll definitely see the light of day soon 🤍

#soon I promise #zafs mail #💌

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What are you personal thoughts on the HQ Kusuo boys + Coach Ukai's first time eating out their s/o? And I mean it's their first time doing this at all, not just with their s/o

Ooohh I love the thought of some pussy eating virgins 😌

Includes: Timeskip Karasuno + Coach Ukai and Takeda

Warnings: Pussy eating, saliva, fingering, humping, cum eating, fem reader, praise

Minors for the love of all that’s holy please DO NOT interact , thank you :)

Note: I know you asked for the boys but I also added the girls ;) (I used ‘guys’ as a neutral term)

These guys would be the hesitant, shy ones. They’ll slowly open your legs with reddened cheeks and a flustered expression while they gaze down at your beautifully wet pussy. They’ll slowly look up at you and your nod is all the confirmation they need to bend down and get a closer look at your dripping hole. They stare marvelled at the bare sight of you, unable to comprehend how much they want to taste you and how a mere body part can look so appetising. However while their mind screams at them to devour you, they’re still nervous because all they want to do is make you feel good and they don’t want to fuck that up.

So with shaky hands they’ll grip your legs and bring their mouth closer to where you both want it and tentatively give a kitten lick to your clit. Your surprised moan and twitching body has their head snapping up to look at you, so afraid they fucked up and hurt you. Your velvety smooth voice reassuring them it felt good has their tense body calming down and returning to the task at hand. While they may have been new to this, they were a quick learner and after seeing your reaction to their tongue on your clit they knew that was where to focus. Slightly less hesitant than before, they placed a gentle kiss on your puffy clit before lapping at it with soft strokes that slowly got bolder the longer they heard your whiny moans and voice telling them how good it feels. Your hands snaking themselves into their hair further encourages them to pick up the pace, alternating between using their tongue on your clit to sucking it into their mouth - both of which had you crying out their name.

They take a break from your clit to lap at the juices leaking out of your hole, the taste of you transporting them to a place of total euphoria and has them groaning into you “taste so fucking good baby and its all for me”. The once shy demeanour has now morphed into a self-assured one that would make you think they’ve been eating pussy for years, their movements are confident and every lick and suck is well placed - as if their body is now perfectly in-tune with yours and they know what you need. That seems to be the case as it doesn’t take long for them to make you come on their tongue and greedily lap at your release and refuse to release your thighs until they’re satisfied, “that was so hot baby, can we do that again?”

Daichi, Asahi, Kinoshita, Hinata, Kageyama, Tadashi, Takeda, Yachi

These are the fake confident guys. They’ll act all assertive and pretend they know what they’re doing but on the inside they’re terrified - because just like the other guys they want to make you feel good but are insecure about being bad at it. However one thing they do have that gives them a bit of a leg up is exposure to these acts, they’ve read and watched plenty and are confident they can replicate what they’ve seen or read.

So with bold movements they’ll grip your legs and drag you towards them while throwing a self-assured smirk your way but unbeknown to them you can feel the slight tremble in their hands that they’ve tried to suppress. When their eyes move from yours to your pussy, the brave facade they previously wore crumbles for a few seconds, they sit gaping at the sight of your pretty pussy covered in a sheen of slick and they swallow the saliva gathering in their mouths - no pussy has got them as turned on as yours just did. Full of curiosity and desperateness, they bring their face level to your cunt and spread your sticky lips apart with two fingers, softly blowing on your throbbing clit. The jump of your hips and low whine has them lowly chuckling and there’s no hesitance in sight.

Licking their suddenly dry lips, they waste no time in enveloping you into their mouth, their tongue licking the length of you while paying special attention to your clit, swirling it with their tongue before gently sucking it. They’re full of curiosity and can’t wait to try out everything they’ve read and heard about and with that thought they gather a glob of saliva before letting it dribble down your pussy, making sure they rub the wetness into you. You cry out at the feeling of their warm spit and it’s contrast to the cool air, trying to close your legs in pleasure. They softly tut you while holding your thighs apart as they resume eating you out. Their noses grind against your clit while their tongue experimentally makes its way inside you, curling it upwards as you grip the sheets and hump their face. They’ll playfully pull away and tease you “see I knew I’d make you feel good baby” before inserting a finger and harshly flicking your clit with their tongue- the dual feeling has you spasming around them in no time, chanting their name while you hold them against your clit “you taste better than I could ever imagine”

Sugawara, Ennoshita, Tsukishima, Kiyoko, Coach Ukai

Whiny subby little babies that’ll do anything to make you feel good and don’t trust themselves so they’ll just lie there and let you sit on their face and hump their tongue and nose to get off. They’re fully in heaven when your juices smear across their face and you grip their hair/head to get better leverage.

While you hump his face with your head thrown back, they’re grinding against air as their hard dicks strain to be released. They’ll have their tongue lolled out while you grind your clit against it and then guide him to to insert it into your hole- something that took a bit of time because they’re new to this after all. After their tongue is inside you probing your walls, you slowly lift yourself up and down, fucking yourself on his thankfully long tongue. Every time you bounce back down their nose deliciously hits your clit and has you clenching around his muscle- the foreign feeling has his eyes rolling back and hand making its way to his cock. It doesn’t take long for you to cum, clenching around him one last time as he happily sucks your release into his mouth and licks you clean. Once you move yourself of him, he lies their in a daze with a fucked out smile and wet pants fresh with his release “thank you, thank you baby for letting me make you feel good”

Nishinoya and Tanaka

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DADDYS GIRL

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#Includes: Suna

#Genre: Smut

#Description: In which Suna ends up seeing a message from mother dearest, asking about her future grandchildren and he aims to deliver.

#Warnings: Breeding, creampie, praise, daddy kink, ‘mommy’ is used, fem reader

#Note: Got this request awhile ago and unfortunately I only managed to do Suna because I lacked motivation to do the rest, sorry :(

Minors for the love of all that’s holy please DO NOT interact , thank you :)

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He was just in the kitchen making himself a protein shake, minding his business.

Out of the corner of his eye, he notices a phone light up from a notification and out of reflex picks it up, thinking it’s his.

Once he realises that it isn’t his phone from the case that is very clearly not his style, he goes to give it to you, seeing you have a message from your mum.

However, he can’t help read the text and his eyes widen as they go over the words multiple times, wanting to make sure he read it right.

“This weekend was great sweetheart. Suna seems like a lovely boy, when can I expect the grandkids? ;)”

After the shock wears off, a sly smirk makes its way across his face. After meeting her once, Suna can confidently say that he loves your mum and he aims to stay in her good graces and what better way than to give her what she wants?

You feel arms slowly snake themselves around your waist and soft kisses make their way from your neck to the shell of your ear, “your mum seems to like me”. Before you can question where this came from, you’re met with your phone in your face and groan in embarrassment as you read the text “omg why would she say that!” you whine. You’re only met with a soft chuckle and lips that continue their assault on your neck.

“I think we should start practicing for when the time comes, what do you think?” “Practice?” You ask with a raised brow. “Mmh” he mumbles as he turns you around to face him. You wrap your arms around his neck and bring your lips to brush over his as you whisper “Practice does makes perfect”. Before you can seal your lips, you’re thrown over his shoulder as he makes his way to your bed and swiftly drops you on it. Suna looms over you with smirk as he makes quick work of his clothes, then starts on you. “We can’t make a baby with these on” he teases as he hooks his fingers into the waistband of your shorts and underwear, removing both in one swift pull.

“Fuuck…you’re already so wet baby, just the thought of me making you a mommy got you this wet huh?” He asks as his fingers part your folds to toy with your slit. Your hips buck off the bed, trying to reach closer to him as you pathetically whine out pleas “Mmh Rin, please” “please what baby? Come on use your words”. It takes a few seconds to gather your thoughts before you’re able to communicate what you want “want you inside me, feel so empty”, he attempts and fails to hold back a groan at your words, already imagining himself buried deep inside of you.

He sits up and brings himself over to your spread legs and with one hand he teasingly runs the head of his cock up and down your wet slit, getting it lubricated and making you keen. “Fuck baby, stop teasing and just put it in” “what’s the magic word?” He asks coyly. “Please…” “please what?” He smirks. “Please daddy” “There you go baby”, and with that he carefully inches himself into your tight hole, the slight stretch making you bite your lip and him grip your hips as he spreads you wider. Once he’s fully inside of you, he bends down to give you a sloppy kiss, tongues intertwined and breaths mingling as he groans out his praise “you feel so good baby, so fucking tight”. He slowly pulls out, wanting you to feel every inch of him before he slams back in and repeats this rhythm until you’re both panting and moaning without a care.

“Fuck daddy, feels so good, you’re so deep” you moan out as your hands move to grip the nearest thing to them. Your head lolls back and Suna’s pace refuses to falter, and you’re pretty such he has the aim of knocking you up with how hard he’s going. “Shit y/n, you keep getting tighter baby, if you keep squeezing me like that I might actually fuck a baby into you”, you can’t help but whimper at his words and as a result you instinctively clench around him. You watch with dazed eyes as he throws his head back and lets out a deep groan, your eyes following the path the beads of sweat make down his toned chest until they reach where you both connect. You can make out the white ring of cream that decorates the base of his pretty red cock and can’t help but whine out “cum in me Rin, wanna feel you cum in me baby” “shiittt”.

Your words only aid in making his thrusts deeper as he moves your legs up to your chest, essentially folding you in half. “Gonna cum so deep in you baby, gonna fill you up till you can’t take any more” “please, pleaseee” you chant as you reach up and slide your hands into his hair, using it to pull him down into a kiss “I’m so close daddy” you whimper against his mouth.

He reaches one hand down to run feverish circles on your clit and you can feel the tight knot in your stomach snap causing you to arch your back and clench around him to the point where he finds it hard to move. The tight grip your pussy has on him, paired with the fucked out look on your face as you come down from your high, triggers his own release. With a deep groan and incoherent words, you feel him pulse inside you and release thick ropes of cum deep into your hole. He softly pants as he collapses into your chest, his now softening dick still inside you, acting like a plug but you can still feel some of it making its way out of you, the sensation causing you to whimper. “done so good baby” he whispers against your neck, “my mum should text more often” you softly laugh as you kiss his forehead.

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