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kuroosdarling · 1 year

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no nut november

♡‧₊˚ kuroo x reader

♡‧₊˚ wc: 2.9k

♡‧₊˚ cw: MDNI. oral fem!receiving, face sitting, unprotected sex, brief edging, creampie(s), overstimulation, overall kuroo is just … really submissive lmfao

♡‧₊˚ synopsis: one drunk mistake and now he’s wishing he never opened up his mouth to accept the challenge

dear tetsu ♡

kuroo said it wasn’t fair, that he didn’t want any part of it. but the boys had roped him into him, guilted him by using his beloved provocation against him. and he had been drunk when he agreed. but now he’s sober and miserable as he stares at you lounging on the bed in one of his work shirts and nothing else but your red, lacy panties that drive him absolutely insane.

yeah, it was absolutely unfair.

“babeee.” he lets out an exaggerated whine as he sulks into the room, sliding his blazer off of him. it had been a week since the challenge started and he’d be lying if he said it wasn’t already getting to him.

“tetsu?” you sit up, the collar of the shirt sliding off your shoulder, exposing the soft skin that he so desperately wanted to latch his lips around, leaving his loving marks in his wake. “you’re home early.”

“didn’t feel well.” a pitiful pout forming on his face as he quickly unbuttoned his shirt so he could slip it of. he also makes a point to kick off his dress pants, flinging them across the room as he continued his journey to your shared bed.

“what’s wrong?” your head delicately tilts to the side, concern etched all over your face. is it bad that it only made him want you even more? always so caring — so good to him. his cock leaps at the thought, at the way your brows furrowed, a small pout overtaking your features. if it was any normal day, he’d bend you over on the bed and have his way with you. maybe even lay you down on your back at the edge of the bed so he could use your throat the way you both loved.

he tried to shake the thoughts from his head as he sat down next to you, leaning his forehead against your shoulder. if he moved his head just a little further up, he could kiss your exposed skin. but he bit back his tongue. he felt your hand cover the top of his head, rubbing soothing circles into him.

“i need to touch you.” he whispered, trying to hide further into your shirt as if it would take back the words he said. he desperately wanted to overcome this challenge but you were just too damn intoxicating, luring him in by just a few seemingly innocent touches.

“i’m right here.” you whispered back, moving so you could properly wrap your arms around him. he stopped you before you could get too far, the challenge coming back to the forefront of his brain. he looked up to see the pretty pout resting on your face and it took every ounce of him to not kiss it right off of you.

all week he had been bragging that this would be easy — that you’d be the one begging him to indulge you. but here he was, debating his entire existence. why had he let the boys talk him into something so dumb? he could practically hear them taunting him.

“but i cant lose this challenge.” he lets out a dramatic sigh, flopping back onto the bed, his head gently landing in between the mess of pillows that lined up on your bed. you easily crawled over him, straddling him so he was trapped in your hold. immediately, he tried to sit up, propping himself up on his elbows. “hey-“

“what, im not doing anything?” you cut him off as you smirked down at him. now he really wanted to kiss that look off your face. he bit his lip as you splayed your hands over his chest, lightly scratching his exposed skin as your fingers cascaded down.

“exactly.” he let out a low groan, frustration evident in his voice as his head flops back down on the pillow. you couldn’t help but snicker at your boyfriend. “that’s the problem.”

“oh? want me to solve it for you then?” you teased, your hands dancing over the black boxer briefs he still had on. just from the touch alone, he could feel his cock twitch, already interested in seeing where this would go. but his brain wouldn’t allow it.

“you’re so mean. you know the rules and i feel like this is already teetering on the edge of them.” he said, trying to wriggle out from your hold. the friction only sent sparks down his spine.

“but tetsu.” you gently cooed down at him, leaning over so your lips lightly brushed up against his ear. he clenched his jaw as hard as he could to keep himself in check, but he could barely hold it together. “i miss you.”

suddenly, nothing else mattered to him. not the challenge, not the stakes he had set for losing the bet, nothing. the only thing that mattered was you. maybe he could hold on a little bit, somehow gain control of the situation…

“oh you’re such a little minx.” he groaned, his hands flying up to your hips in an attempt to ground himself. but self-sabotage must’ve been his middle name because everything he was doing only made it worse for himself. his hands slowly slid up under the shirt you had on. everything about you was so warm, all he wanted to do was fully indulge himself in the desire he kept trying to repress.

“what are ya gonna do about it?” you had him right where you wanted him. you knew that, he knew that — it was only a matter of time before he caved in. he made it a good 7 days. a solid run if you ask him. his fingers dug into your soft skin, using the leverage to slide you down so you were directly over his hardening cock.

“please.” he asked, looking up at you like you hung up every single star in the sky. you were a wonder to him, something he’d always cherish and appreciate. it filled him with so much pride when he was able to see you like this. normally, he took charge in the bedroom. but damn, you were so hot over him like this that he didn’t really mind the change in power.

“come again?” you were driving him crazy. his grip on you only tightened as his eyes trailed down your body. your hips started to move against him, achingly slow. “what about the challenge?”

“fuck the challenge, fuck me instead. please. need to feel you. need you to make me feel good. don’t care if i lose if it means i get to be with you.” his eyes met yours, desperation swimming in his irises. the normally light, hazel color was drowning in deep gold, trying to pull you under his spell. he needed you to know how badly he needed this — needed you.

“as much as i love to hear you beg, i think i’m going to need a visual demonstration.” you demand. he doesn’t waste another second as his grip moved to your plush thighs, easily pulling you up to his mouth. his fingers hook under your already drenched panties to push them aside so he could line up your glistening folds with his parched lips. “woah tets-“

“itadakimasu.” he muttered before diving into you, his tongue sliding into your entrance as his nose bumped against your clit. your hands find their home in his hair, pulling onto it as he had his way with you — so desperate to prove himself.

each flick of his tongue had you tightening your hold on him, each quick, concise movement earned another tug on his hair. he lets out a deep groan into your cunt, absolutely hooked on your sweet taste. he had been deprived of it for a week; a man starved from the absence of his favorite pleasure.

your thighs deliciously pressed around his head as you nearly reach your peak. it was kuroos favorite place to be — save for being buried deep inside of you. the iron grip he had around your thighs was unwavering as he relentlessly feasted on you.

kuroos mouth was a marvel. meant for more than his quick wit and endless charm. it was your saving grace just as it was your downfall. he only further proves your point as he wraps his sinful lips around your clit, dragging you closer to your edge.

he relishes in each twitch of your body, pride filling him as your body gives away your true feelings — you missed this almost as much as he did.

“tetsu- ‘m close.” you whimpered as you grind against his face, the friction starting to get to your head. each drag of your hips had you bumping your clit against his nose and hurling your further towards your release.

“please cum f’me baby.” he mumbled against your core as he continued on. he wanted his reward, but he needed you to cum more.

you moved your hands behind you, inching towards his cock. you hand barely grazed his covered length, evidence of his arousal coated his boxers. kuroo hissed into your cunt as your hand started to palm against him, grinding his hips up into your hold, seeking more friction.

it was almost pitiful at how close he was by just a few of your touches. but could you blame him? it had been a week and you were too irresistible for him to hold back.

it only made him work harder, using his skillful mouth to coax you into unraveling. his thumb pressed down onto your clit and it’s all you needed to cum, your slick gushing onto the lower half of his face. he quickly tried to lap it up, savoring the flavor he missed so much.

quickly sliding back down towards his neglected length, you slide off your panties. you gently take his cock out, pressing your thumb against his tip, causing his body to jolt forward. you quickly straddle him again, rubbing his tip all over your slick, trying to get it as wet as possible before you sink down onto it.

shame quickly filled kuroo as he gripped the sheets, his body already threatening to betray him and cum from just a trivial pussyjob. and of course you pick up on it, teetering between teasing him more or just fulling seating yourself onto him. you decide on the latter, sliding down on his cock. his jaw goes slack as his head tosses back, desperately holding onto his composure as he fully sheathed himself into you.

nothing beat this. being buried in your silky, sopping cunt had his eyes rolling to the back of his head. it took everything in him to not cum from merely bottoming out, but you didn’t give him a fair chance.

even though the stretch burned, you were getting off on his internal struggle, so you started rocking your hips back and forth. his leaking tip already nudging against your sweet spot.

“w-wait—“ he groaned, grabbing onto your hips to try and stop you. even though he had the physical strength to stop your actions, mentally, he couldn’t do it. not when everything felt so good. “give me a minute to—“

as quickly as he entered you was as quickly as he left. you sat up, his glistening cock sliding out of you, already on the brink of release. kuroo groaned out in frustration, pawing at your hips to try and get you back to where he needed you.

“darling.” he gasped out, his hair stuck on his forehead from the sweat that started to accumulate. he felt tormented, tortured. he needed release but he knew he had to do it on your terms. his cock twitched as it brushed up against your thigh. “please don’t tease me —“

“you told me you needed a moment.” you said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. maybe it was, but he was already too fucked out to see it. did he say that? he doesn’t even know anymore. all he knows is that he needed to pump you full of his cum.

“moment taken.” he purrs, trying to hold onto his composure. his hands hooking onto your hips to ease you back down onto him. you allow him, transfixed on the way his mouth hung open in a silent moan as your warm, tight walls wrap around him. the bead of sweat that hung by his forehead starts to make its way down the side of his face. “you’re so fucking hot like this baby, bet you feel real good, huh? does my baby like being in charge?”

you involuntarily clench around his cock from his words alone. it fuels him with a small sense of pride that even though you were in control, he still held some sort of power over the situation.

but it was short lived.

you reached down to lick the sweat off his face. his hips stuttered at the feeling of your warm tongue swiping along his skin. he gulped as you slowly slid off his cock before slamming back down into him. he lets out a strangled groan, his tight grip on your hips becoming bruising as his mind became filled with you.

“just you wait, baby, by the time im done with you, you’re gonna beg me to always be in charge.” you teased, mocking him. his lustful gaze latches onto you as all the words leave his body.

if he thought you were doing your worst earlier, it was nothing compared to now. watching you bounce up and down on his cock had him in a trance, pleasure shooting up his spine as he feels his impending release tighten deep in his core.

“missed you s’much.” he groaned, moving his hips to match your pace.

“you act like it’s been a whole month.” you teased back, “when you only made it a week.”

“hah - you just feel so good.” he babbled, thrusting his hips faster into you, almost overpowering to the pace you were setting. but even in his fucked out mind, he knew better than to cross you right now. “wanna give you all my cum.”

“then give it to me, baby. you don’t need to hold back anymore.” you cooed, brushing his hair back off of his forehead before giving it a harsh tug. it sent him over the edge, gripping onto your plush thighs as he let out a long string of curses mixed with your name.

rope after rope of cum spills into you as he pushed his cock as deep as he can into you. your hips slow to a stop, giving your burning thighs a much needed break.

he knew the boys were gonna make fun of him for failing the challenge, but he reveled in your warmth that snuggly held his cock in place, already trying to milk him dry. you looked so ethereal perched up on him, the work shirt you still had one hanging on by a button. he couldn’t stop himself from ripping it off and sliding it off your shoulders.

he sat up, making his mark all over your collarbones. you at least allowed him a short-lived grace period as he came down from his first high. his cock was still painfully hard, something he knew he’d need at least another release before it started to die down.

once you start moving your hips again, kuroo buried his face in your chest, groaning out at the overstimulation. his head was dizzy with pleasure, drowning in his lust for you.

everything was so wet — so tight — as he repeatedly fucked his cum back into you, trying to push it as far as he could to make room for his next load. he knew you were determined to milk him dry and all he could do was take your nipple into his mouth and let you use him.

“‘m gonna cum again.” you breathed out. you were so tight, your walls encasing him like a vice. he lifted his head to look up at you, mesmerized by how heavenly you looked. his hand had a mind of its own as it reached down to press against your clit, rubbing small circles. your soft whines turned into loud whimpers as you reached your high, pulling him with you.

he kept cumming, your walls spasming around him in what could only be an attempt to drain him. he lazily humped against you, lost in pleasure as his mind washed over in a haze.

“n-no more.” kuroo breathed out, wrapping his arms around you and resting his head against your chest. he felt the vibrations in your chest as you let out a soft laugh, running your fingers through his hair. you slowly moved your hips again, not taking in his words. kuroo choked out a strangled moan as he looked up at you.

seeing his lash line brimmed with tears from overstimulation had you feeling a power you didn’t know you could feel. was this always why he fucked you until you cried? seeing him underneath you and looking so messy had you resuming your actions, fucking yourself even harder onto his aching, but still hard cock.

“no, tetsu.” your hands splayed across his chest as you stop bouncing for a moment so he could take in your words. “you don’t get it. you failed, so now you get to cum as many times as i want you to.”

safe to say, he had a long night ahead of him.

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jeonjiah · 7 years

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💌: 11 → @makao6x10

TETSU, MY LOVE, MY PARTNER IN CRIME. We haven’t talked as much as we used to (every single day!) lately, but I love you not even a drop less, I have told you so many things and you have told me just as many, we’ve bonded in a symphony of laughs, tears and gossip. We met through a group chat on KIK and it was the funniest thing in the world, (remember all those ‘Ir*nians’ lMFAO) I still remember the amount of squealing we would do over all our anime boys and do our best to capture their animated sex appeal on paper kdkejdk and all the snippets of writings we would share OH MY GOD. You were there to witness my transition from anime to kpop and you, although having long disappeared from the kpop scene, still sat through the picture spams and endless screeching I would unleash on you out of nowhere.

Not to mention, all the bitching about art and the rants we held about everything wrong with the subject were akin to a mental and emotional stress reliever, and I can’t thank you enough for that. I would always turn to you whenever I was upset or unsure and you would do you best to console me, relate to me or push me. For example without you, this blog would not exist. THIS IS SO LONG DEAR GOD, but I love you so very much I hope your fucking toe is doing better and you know how wonderful a person you are.

#ext #I know you sent this on the other blog but I'll answer it here #m;#number post game

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kuroosdarling · 1 year

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happy birthday tetsu

♡‧₊˚ featuring : kuroo x reader

♡‧₊˚ wc: 3k

♡‧₊˚ contents: MDNI !! mentions of alcohol, unprotected sex, outdoor sex (ur on a balcony), spanking, praise/degradation, pet names (kuroo says kitten once), slight choking/breath play, creampie,

♡‧₊˚ synopsis: it’s kuroos birthday and he’s always had something on his list he’s wanted to cross off. what better time than the present?

a/n: the last installment of dear tetsu hehe it’s only a month late .. no biggie <3 thank you to everyone who has read these lil fics and left feedback !! i cherish y’all sm :) <3

dear tetsu ♡

it was finally kuroo’s birthday. while he had practically ignored the impending day all month, you had taken all the needed preparations this year to make it the best. reservations at his favorite restaurant, his favorite brand of bubbly sitting on ice, and you had even bought a new lingerie set for him, one that was a deep red, lacy and had a cute garter belt that pulled it all together. all of his favorites.

he wore one of his best suits to dinner while you wore one of the dresses he loved to see on you — the one that hugged all your curves just right. but the moment the two of you got home, kuroo had insisted on wearing your matching robes. his was longer, and fluffy while yours was short and silky. the dork only called them matching because they’re the same color.

“it’s a beautiful night.” you comment as you walk out, the nighttime chill hitting your exposed skin as you overlook the balcony. the dark, metal railing cools your fingers as you lightly place them on there to glance out at the view. all the city lights were up in a full display, sparkling in the distance.

“it sure is.” kuroo agrees, you turn to face him and see his gaze already set on you, a soft smile resting on his features. you smile back at his cheesiness but let him embrace you anyway. he presses you closer to him, claiming something about needing to warm you up since your robe barely did a thing to help.

“you’re the one that wanted to change into these.” you pout as you look up at him.

“actually, i just wanted to see what was under it. so why don’t you just…” he trails off as he attempts to wrap his fingers around the robes tie, threatening to undo it in one fluid motion – something he has done countless times.

“no wait!” you squeal, almost hopping back from him. he lets out a smooth chuckle, letting his hand fall to his side. “we have to have our champagne first!”

“always such a tease.” he sighs before smiling at you. “fine, fine. it’s on the table inside, grab it for us?” he kisses your cheek. you nod and waste no time in grabbing the chilled bottle from the bed of ice it was comfortably nestled in.

the moment you came back outside, kuroo’s large hands found your waist, pulling you into him so he can place a delicate kiss on the top of your head. while you were gone, he had put on some music, the beat softly playing in the background. the song the two of you had your first dance to flits through your ears, pulling your heartstrings as he spins you around, his laughter beautifully mixing in with the melody.

you twirl around with the champagne bottle in hand, no doubt shaking up the contents that lie within it. kuroo watches with a fond smile on his face, reaching over to grab your hand to pull you in. seeing you under the moonlight – basking in the glow from the city lights and laughing to your hearts content has him falling in love with you all over again.

the lengths you would go to make his birthday special tugs at his heart, gently squeezing it as the love you have for him wraps around it, securing it in place - something he never thought he’d get. for his own walls were brought down to let you into his heart, for it to safely lie in your hands.

you stumble towards him as you lose your footing. you're able to catch yourself but the bottle pops, the cork launching itself to the other side of the balcony. you and kuroo peel your eyes away from the traitorous cork that was spinning on the ground to look at one another.

all you can do is laugh, both of you absolutely doused in the sweet bubbly liquid. kuroo joins in, cupping your cheek and curling his fingers around your soft skin before pulling you in closer.

“looks like we made quite the mess.” he purrs, his lips ghost over yours before moving to the side. his tongue pokes out to gently lick the champagne that lingers on you, savoring it’s taste as he presses his lips against your skin. your breath hitches – the sound drawing him in closely, gripping your hip tighter as it rushes to his head. the previous fun and lively energy zapped into something more intimate, an invisible magnetic field drawing the two of you closer together.

“guess we should clean it up.” you murmur back, licking near the corner of his mouth, making sure to get the champagne off of him. you felt a drop flow down your neck, making its way down your chest. he couldn’t help but duck his head down, licking the drop all the way back. his wet, warm tongue slowly slid back up the column of your neck before finding its home right under you ear, his words kissing the sensitive skin.

“if you insist.” he peppers kisses along your jaw, his lips chasing to meet yours — colliding with a spark, fueled by the everlasting love you held for each other, stubbornly refusing to ever burn out. the passion and desire rapidly build, his hands desperately digging into the plush of your hips so he can pull you in impossibly close. your hands weave up into his hair, tugging it towards you to reach a better angle.

he breaks the kiss almost too soon — completely out of breath as he takes in your appearance. he watches as your chest rises up and down, almost heaving against the thin fabric of your robe. his eyes darken as his mind fills with a new idea, one that he has been wanting to do for awhile. and what better time for it if not his birthday?

he towers over you, reaching his hand out to rub down your sides before hooking his finger in the loop of your robes tie. his middle finger slips into the loose knot, circling around so he has enough room to add his ring finger before pulling the fabric towards him so it effortlessly falls open.

his eyes meet yours as he takes his time, fingers moving far slower than you want him to – his teasing going straight to your head. he always loves seeing you all riled up, loves getting you to feel so desperate that all you can do is beg for him to do something. and paired with the look he is giving you right now? he wasn’t messing around.

with the same hand, he takes the two strings and unravels them, sliding it out of the loops and off of you. the fabric races around the curve of your waist as kuroo pulls at it, dangling it off to the side before he unceremoniously drops it to the ground.

your robe falls open, his hand immediately making contact with your bare skin as he rubs circles against your hip, admiring the set you had on for him.

“this new?” his voice grew an octave deeper as he runs his hand all over the lacy fabric. his eyes don't leave your body, fixating on the beautiful garment you were wearing just for him.

“yes.” you breathe out, the involuntary pull between you two has him leaning closer, drawn in by the ever-fading perfume that lingers on your neck. his nose barely brushes the spot where you apply it, before pulling away again. he’s so close but yet, the only thing physically connecting you two is his hand glued to your hip.

“you’re so beautiful.” his hands trailing up the garter belt, smoothing over the skin that puffs above the thigh straps. he slips his finger under the elastic that wraps around the plush of your thigh and snaps it. you yelp out in surprise and his eyes go back to yours. “so, so beautiful.”

his soft lips graze against the column of your throat leaving kisses in his wake as he lands on your pulse point. his tongue skillfully twirls over the spot before sucking his mark onto your skin. his fingers run back up your sides, the pad of this thumb swiping over your hardened nipple that was doing everything in its power to pierce through the fabric.

“ah – tetsu please.” you squirm under his hold, trying to break free so you could do what you had set out to do. “its your birthday. let me–”

“not so fast, kitten. you wrapped up such a beautiful present for me, don’t i get to open it and use it to my heart’s content?” he smirks, slowly unfastening your bra. he watches as the fabric falls to the ground before pinching your nipple, getting drunk on the squeals you let out. “besides, it’s my birthday. you didn’t really think you’d be in charge, did you?”

“n-no-“ you stammer as he’s relentlessly leaving hickies all over your neck. he knew you too well, he knew how to make you unravel with just a few well-calculated touches – never one to have an issue with reading you like a book.

“then be good and take what i give you. can you do that for me?” his smirk stretches across his face, building off of your ever-growing desperate need to please him.

you nod and luckily he’s feeling nice right now, not demanding a verbal answer. he’s almost more eager than you are. the moment he saw you wearing this new set he knew he needed to rip it off of you. having his way with you was truly the best present you could give him.

his fingers run down to hook themselves in your garter belt again, pausing briefly before moving down to cup your clothed cunt. the sudden touch sends shocks throughout your body, arching your back into his heavenly hold. his eyes never left your face, absolutely mesmerized as he watches every changing feature as he draws more pleasure from you.

he stands up straight, taking the smallest step back from you so there’s just a breath of air between your bodies. he starts to reach for his robe to untie it but, immediately stops as he has a better idea.

“take it off me.” he demands, grasping onto your hands and guiding them towards him.

you pull him back in for a deep kiss, hungrily moving your lips against his as your hands glide down the front of his fluffy red robe. you quickly undo the knot, pushing the fabric off his shoulders before moving your fingers down over his taut abdominal muscles that flex against your touch.

your wandering hands can’t stand still, and he feeds off of it. he pours hours of his week into working out and while he does it out of habit, he can’t help but enjoy your reaction when you grab onto his bicep, the muscle bulging at your touch.

“gonna do something? or just feel me up?” he quips, causing you to strike a glare at him.

“you asked me to take it off and i did.” you huff, crossing your arms in front of your chest and look away, annoyed that he was trying to be coy right now.

“hey.” he says, swiftly grabbing you by the chin so you’re facing him instead. “eyes on me, yeah? i’m the birthday boy and i still want my present.”

you nod, his hand slipping from its hold on you, and go to get down on your knees. he pulls you up before they touch the ground, shaking his head, a smirk hanging off his lips. before you open your mouth to question what he wants he just twirls his finger in the air.

“turn around for me, hands on the railing.” he watches as you stand still, eyes widening at his request. surely he didn’t plan on fucking you out here in the open, right? it was one of his fantasies, one that you hadn’t crossed off the list yet. a small smirk takes up your face as you look up at him, a challenge set under your fiery gaze. he always did insist on wanting to show you off, and what better time than his birthday? “disobeying already? maybe you should’ve gotten me a good girl for my birthday.”

“maybe next year.” you wink back at him as you saunter your way over to where he wants you. his eyes narrow down at you and guides you so you’re leaning against the railing of the balcony, your hands grasping them for support. the pads of his fingers slowly trail down your bare back before he smacks your ass, relishing in the surprised sound you let out.

“mind your manners. last warning.” he pauses, watching as you nod your head. he slips off your drenched panties, tossing them somewhere to the side. “this all for me?” he asks, slipping his fingers between your glistening folds and swiftly into your entrance. his fingers feel too good as they glide against your walls, almost close enough to hit your sweet spot, but he’s actively avoiding it. “bet i won’t even have to prep you that much, you're practically sucking my fingers in.”

“you don’t need to prep me tetsu- please.” you wiggle your hips against him, silently begging for more.

“please what?” kuroo roughly grabs onto the plush of your thighs, his thumb running over the skin that was spilling over the garter belt.

“just fuck me please, let me be your good girl for your birthday, wanna makes you feel good.”

“i dont know, you were pretty mouthy earlier. i’m not sure if i want to let you get away with something like that. maybe i should get your pretty robe belt and tie your hands back.” he tsks, sliding off his boxer briefs and putting them off to the side. his hand wraps around his aching cock, tapping it against your ass a few times for good measure before sliding the head against your wet folds.

“i’ll be good, promise.” you pout back at him, trying to give him your best doe-eyed stare.

“prove it to me then.” he pushes his tip against your folds, slowly sliding into you. he groans as he fully sinks into you, enjoying the way you tense against the stretch. even though you were dripping wet, his girth still pierces through you, lodging itself right against your cervix. “god, you’re just so perfect. so wet — so warm.”

“tets-“ the rest of his name gets stuck in your throat, choked back from his girth stretching you out.

“what? too much?” he pulls out slowly until the tip is pressed against your opening. the whine you let out tells him all he needs to know before he slams back into you. “too bad.”

he doesn’t hold back as he drives into you, thoroughly entranced with the way your tight cunt sucks him in. he smacks your ass, watching as the plush skin jiggles in its wake, rippling against the force of his thrusts. it doesn’t matter how many times he’s had his way with you, it always felt like the first time — like he had to hold back from cumming the moment he slides inside of you. you were just too damn intoxicating.

a loud moan from you broke him out of his trance, watching as your fingers meekly grip onto the railing, trying to match his pace. but he didn’t relent, and you could already feel your thighs deliciously burn.

“yeah? you like that baby? getting off on being fucked out in the open like this?” he holds onto the back of your neck, slowly wrapping his fingers around until he’s holding you from the front. “answer me.”

“that all you got?” you keen, smiling up at him. kuroo’s eyes darken, the hold on your jaw gets a little tighter. “maybe you really are getting old.”

“brat.” he snarls, snapping his hips harder, trying his best to get as deep as he could. “you’re gonna regret that.”

“fuck- you’re so deep tetsu.” you choke out as he starts to gently pinch against your airways, just enough for you to know he’s at his limit with you. he relents, opting to grab onto your shoulder instead for better leverage, the tip of his cock pressing against your sweetest spot.

“you’re such a fucking slut. letting me show the world how well i can fuck you.” he can’t help but thrust into you harder, quick snaps of his hips driving his cock into you at a brutal pace.

“how i’m the only one that gets to have you this way.” he continues on as his other hand caresses your back, watching the way the plushness of your ass collides against his hips. he couldn’t take it anymore.

“come here and give me a kiss.” he pulls you up by your shoulder so you can turn your head for a kiss. “want you to cum all over my cock baby, can you do that for me?”

“tets- feels so good. wanna cum f’you.” you moan into his mouth.

“yeah? then cum.” he pulls on your hair as he drives into you faster. from his command alone, you follow his orders. your nails dig into the railing as your back arches. all of your muscles in your body tighten up before they release, your mind going blank for a moment from the intensity of the orgasm. “that’s it, you’re so good for me.

kuroo quickly peels you off of the balcony, pushing you against the wall so he can dive into you better. the change in positions drags your orgasm out even longer, the release is evident as it pools around the base of his cock and starts dripping down your inner thighs. kuroo can’t help but reach down, taking some onto his fingers before sucking them down in his mouth, letting out a satisfied groan.

“tetsu.” you whine, clutching onto his back, your nails piercing into his skin as you hold onto him. your legs wrap around the small of his waist, pulling him even deeper despite already feeling so full.

“i know baby, i know. ‘m almost done. just a little more, can you do that f’me?” all you can do is nod as his cock furiously drags against your pulsing walls. each time, his tip kisses your cervix as he tries to bury himself as deeply as he can. he can’t hold back anymore as he feels his balls tighten up, ready to release for you.

he lets out a long groan, the sound kissing your ears as his hips stutter from his impending release. whispered moans of how much he loves you– how good you feel, fly out of his mouth as he pushes all the way inside of you, his cum painting your walls.

kuroo slowly lowers you down, littering kisses all over your exposed skin. murmurs of honey-praise words fill your ears as you both come down from your high. kuroos heart is beating so fast he’s sure you can hear it, but he knows yours is beating in time with his. always synced up with each other, your heart fighting to be together just as your bodies had been.

“you’re so beautiful.” he pulls you in for a kiss, before picking up his robe from the ground, wrapping you up in the warm fluff.

“mmm tetsu.” your brain is playing catch up as your body revels in the high that he brought you. “always do so good for me, always make me feel good.”

he can’t help but blush at your praise. his already flushed face turning a darker pink. he looks around the balcony for a second before picking up the long forgotten bottle of booze.

“now, how about that champagne?” he scoops you up into his arms, ready to bring you into the house for some rest before he gets started on his dessert.

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kuroosdarling · 1 year

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best friend

♡‧₊˚ kuroo x reader

♡‧₊˚ wc: 1.6k

♡‧₊˚ cw: none :)

♡‧₊˚ synopsis: kuroos exhausted and curling up next to you after a long week seems like the most perfect night. aka domestic bliss with tetsu and taking in the small, meaningful moments <3

a/n: thank you for all the love n support with this series yall. it means sm to me that you’re enjoying these lil fics hehe almost at the end !! don’t hate me but i rlly didn’t know how to end this fic pls !! just wanted summ cute :’) enjoy !!

dear tetsu ♡

marriage was something that kuroo never thought was going to be in the cards for him. he figured that he’d never get to a point in life where he could open himself up to someone like that, to completely surrender his heart. to fully trust someone to lean on and know they’d never leave you. all his life he had actively avoided it. it wasn’t that he didn’t want it – it was the opposite. he wanted it so badly it had scared him from even trying to go after it.

he saw what a marriage could do to someone – to two people who were “in love”. watching his parents' marriage dismantle before his very eyes at such a young age took a toll. the thought of being destined to be with someone forever had been shattered the day his mother left, taking his sister with her. so yeah, it scared him.

but you were just too stubborn.

falling in love with you never felt like he was falling, more like the two of you were coming together and creating something he thought he’d never be able to have. being friends first definitely helped but even when he felt his heartstrings tug a little too harshly anytime he was too close to you and felt the itch to bolt, you had managed to soothe them. comfort him so he wasn’t so afraid. he wanted to be there for you, wanted to be the guy he dreamed of being when he was little. that broken view of marriage slowly pieced itself back together the more you pushed past his walls and accepted him into your heart.

and marrying you? the greatest day of his life. sure marriage wasn’t always a walk in the park, but with you, he would do anything to make it work. luckily, you felt the same exact way.

lately, things have been tough for him. every morning he’d go to work and constantly get slammed with more tasks, more deadlines he needed to meet. frustration bit at him as he tried to carry on, keeping the well-placed smirk on his face to avoid any unnecessary conflict. his boss could be a real ass sometimes and he didn’t want to deal with more than he had to.

every day this week he had come home late, taken a shower, eaten whatever delicious meal you made, and laid down in bed. he missed you. and he knew you missed him but you didn’t fight him or call him out on his absence. instead, you were being so patient for him, so understanding and supportive. the thought almost brought tears to his eyes. all he wanted to be was the perfect husband, but work had placed too much on his shoulders for him to properly be there for you.

guilt was gnawing at him more and more each day. he was so tired he could feel it in his bones, the heaviness pushing down on him with each step he made back home. all he wanted to do was curl up and sleep next to you, no matter what. he’s been tired of missing out on his precious moments with you and tried to push through his tiredness. to hold you close and be wrapped up in your love was more than he could ask for.

even though his day was cruddy, being greeted by you at the door had instantly lifted his spirits. the way you curl into him, holding him close. it takes everything in him not to completely slump onto you, folding into your warm embrace. so he settles for resting his cheek against your head, enveloping his arms around you and breathing you in. your presence always felt like home and coming back to it after a long day was the perfect remedy for settling his frayed emotions.

“long day?” you asked, rubbing circles along his back as he refused to let go. he could smell the food cooking in the kitchen – the all too familiar smell of his favorite mackerel being cooked had his heart swelling with love. he was so lucky.

so lucky to be loved by someone as thoughtful as you. never in a million years did he dream of finding someone that he would be comfortable enough to let them take care of him, but here he is, leaning onto you – literally.

“you have no idea.” he breathes, pulling back to get a proper look at you. you look so beautiful, so sweet. he didn’t even need to think as his body was so drawn to you, dipping down to press a soft kiss against your lips and lingering just long enough for the butterflies to flutter around his stomach. he pulls back with a smile, loosening his tie. “that what i think it is?”

“yup, made your favorite.” you beam up at him. he couldn’t help but reach down to plant another kiss.

“you’re the best, you know that?” pinching your cheek before offering a sweet kiss onto your forehead.

“duh. why else would you have married me?”

“ya got me there.” he laughs as he makes his way into the bedroom while you went back to finish cooking dinner. it only took him a minute to change into something comfier.

he stood in the doorway to the kitchen, his tall frame leaning against the archway, admiring the view – watching as you tend to his favorite meal with so much care. again, how did he get so lucky?

he takes a few long steps and wraps his arms around you, tucking you in closer to him from behind. his warmth surrounds yours, soaking up as much as he can.

“tetsu-“ you start as he nuzzles his head into the crook of your neck, inhaling your sweet perfume. he couldn’t help himself. it feels like it’s the first time he’s really held you in weeks. even if it was only 5 days.

“what?” he mumbles against your skin, a small smile stretching across his face.

“i’m cooking.”

“’m helping.” his head raises up so he can smirk down at you. even though you can’t see him, you feel it there.

“oh really? is that what we’re calling it now?” he doesn’t offer a response but he laughs, the harsh sound tickling your ear. besides, you knew him well enough by now that all he wanted was to be in your presence so you decide against teasing him — for now.

it was welcomed though, seeing the smile on his face filled you with warmth, your own little ray of sunshine in your very own kitchen. even on his hardest days, he always manages to shine through. but it was hard not to when he had his own personal source of sunshine himself, your energy always soothing him. he wishes he could bottle it up and take it to work everyday.

dinner goes by smoothly as you and kuroo catch each other up on the week you had. all the stress, all the headaches. he manages to crack a few jokes, trying to make light of the otherwise stressful situation. part of him feels bad because he sounds like a broken record but the other part feels good. good because he knows he could tell you anything and you’d never judge him, never think any less of him.

even though it was only 8pm, all kuroo wanted to do was sleep. he knew it was friday and normally the two of you would go out on a date but as much as he wanted to, he couldn’t muster the energy.

so he settles for the next best thing: his head in your lap as you run your fingers through his hair. anytime you stopped to pick up the controller again, he couldn’t help but pout, rubbing his head up against yours hands anyway. his long legs stretch out and dangle off the end of the couch but he has never felt more comfortable. he was watching you play some new game that he had heard you and kenma talk about lately.

nothing beat this. half of the time he wasn’t even watching the game, he was too caught up in watching you and your reaction. every so often, he could make out kenmas voice humming through the headphones, trying to give direction to your squadmates. it was even cuter when you’d join in, anger quickly washing over your features as your squadmates were obviously ignoring kenma. every scrunch of your nose followed by the dainty crinkle by your smiling eyes were far more interesting than whatever was happening on the screen.

“you’re my best friend, you know that?” he murmurs, slightly delirious from lack of sleep. he pokes at you to get your full attention, his finger sliding down your arm before he places it back on his chest. he hears the game music abruptly stop as you place the controller down to run your fingers through his hair once again.

“yeah?” you smile. you guys have been married for years but you still get butterflies every time he expresses how much you mean to him. especially when he was like this, sleepy with his voice being a few octaves deeper. nothing but adoration shines through his eyes as he looks up at you.

“yeah.” he smiles, fluttering his eyes closed as he surrenders under your touch. your fingers carded through his hair, messing it up further. his eyes bolt open as he jolts, “don’t tell kenma though. he doesn’t need to know i picked a favorite.”

“well, lets just hope he didn’t hear that then.” you can’t help but laugh at his seriousness. the lack of sleep has fully gotten to him and even though it was still way too early, you decide to say goodbye to kenma and turn off the game in favor of watching one of Kuroo’s favorite movies.

about 20 minutes in, you could hear his soft snores fill the room as he laid on your chest, fully content. old habits die hard and he couldn’t help but weasel his head against your chest.

being around you always fueled him up, recharged his strength so he could face each day with newfound strength. strength to be better for not only himself, but for you. someone you could be proud of, someone you could love endlessly.

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kuroosdarling · 1 year

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corset

♡‧₊˚ knight!kuroo x princess!reader

♡‧₊˚ wc: 1k

♡‧₊˚ cw: royal AU, rlly suggestive, lots of pining lol

♡‧₊˚ synopsis: tonight was the grand ball where different suitors would try their best to woo you. but you only had eyes for the one you were forbidden to ever be with. maybe a little rebellion never hurt…

a/n: pls this one was so much fun to write lol i always wanted to do a royal au with kuroo!!! it’s a whole universe id like to explore .. >:) pls i hope y’all enjoy this !! i’m hoping to get all the fics out by his bday :) so sry for the spam lol

dear tetsu ♡

“kuroo?” you duck your head out from the door, trying to hide your barely covered torso from view. he quickly turns from his post, shock covering his features before he put on a stone cold mask — one that you were all too familiar seeing. he did this anytime he showed you a fraction of emotion and it was slowly driving you insane. you had to hold back your pout as you continue on. “my handmaidens are unavailable right now, could you—?”

you trail off as you motion towards the room, suddenly a little nervous at your request. it had been your idea all along to have your girls run off for a few hours so you could make your move. even though it was juvenile and completely inappropriate, you wanted to feel the rush of having an intimate moment with the one who truly holds your hearts affection.

“of course, princess.” he offers a small smile but that’s it as he walks into the room. you press the corset against your body, holding it in place so it doesn’t slip off — to both of your disappointment. he shuts the door and takes three long steps to the other side of the room. you follow suit and turn around, letting him have a go at it. “i’ve never done this before.” he admits.

“it’s okay,” you whisper, your voice just above a breath. the corset was hardly on you and yet you feel like it was starting to suffocate you. “just do what feels right.”

he nods to himself, steeling himself for what he’s about to do. if anyone had found out about this, he’d be thrown into the dungeon for who knows how long. but it was worth it. your tantalizing smell drew him in, the perfume he loved so much filled his senses, causing all his thoughts to spiral. he swallows thickly as he comes to the realization that he’s never been so close to you.

his fingers lightly trail down the back of you corset, a feathery, ghostlike touch that you weren’t even sure was real — or if your mind was just playing tricks on you.

his strong hands grab the ties at the bottom, pausing briefly as he gazed at the back of your head, trying to decipher what thoughts were running through it. his voice escapes him so all he can do is tug at the strings, tightening your corset.

his hand steadies you when you wobble at the force of him tightening it. he had never done this before and might’ve been a little too rough with it, but you didn’t seem to mind, only letting out a small squeak of surprise that will sweetly haunt his mind until the end of his days.

part of him wants to do it again to see what other noises he could pull from you, but logic quickly takes over, shoving that thought far down with the other forbidden ones he holds dearly — only for you.

he pushes the top half of you down just a little, to get a better angle, he tells himself. not because he wants to see like what you would look like sprawled out under him, bent over the bed that he’d never be able to lie in. the one meant for you and your future husband.

he roughly tightens the string at the thought, getting softer with his touch each section before he slowly makes his way back down to the ties hanging off of you, tying them in a small bow. it takes everything in him not to spin you by your waist and pull you in for a kiss that would leave the both of you breathless — one that would change the course of fate itself.

all the air was sucked out of the room, and it wasn’t because of the corset pressing down against your ribcage. he was intoxicating and it took every morsel of self-control to not turn around and start something you’d never wish to finish.

“it’s done.” he whispers, not even daring to trust his own voice. you straighten up and slowly turn.

“how do i look?” you ask, the words barely coming out of your mouth. he looks down at you, something filling his eyes that you can’t allow yourself to decipher. he slowly leans down into your space so his breath fans against your face as he speaks.

“you look absolutely divine, my princess.” he says, the smallest smirk dancing along his lips as his cheeks liven up in a pink hue. “i wouldn’t be surprised if your beauty stole every heart at the ball tonight.”

“even yours?” you ask before you had a chance to think it through. the question catches you both off guard, and you’re scared he’ll take off and leave you standing like a fool. or worse — laugh right in your face.

“you’ve had mine long before you put on this corset.” he smiles, something more sincere that fills your heart with hope. his hand reaches up as if he wants to touch the corset, run his hands along it and follow the curvature of your waist. but he snaps it back down at his side like he had just got badly singed.

your eyes follow his movements and before you can really think it through, you play your next move. your lips have a mind of their own as you lean up closer to him, ready to plant themselves on his in a union that had waited far too long to commence.

his eyes flutter shut right after yours as the space between you grows smaller and smaller. you could almost taste the sweet, smokey scent that radiates off him. the ghost of his lips almost meeting yours before cruel fate gets it’s last laugh.

three knocks on the door pull you further away from each other, your widened eyes mirroring his own as your thoughts catch up to your actions. were you really about to risk it all for him? and why did you feel so okay with that fact? he takes a step back and clears his throat.

he knows what he had to do. he knows he needs to march over to the door and walk away from this. but he can’t move, his feet betray him as his eyes give away his true feelings. lust and something softer pools in the hues of his hazel eyes, darkening the longer he looks at you.

you’re too scared to breathe, too scared to move — to do anything that would burst this bubble. all you could do was stare back at him as the person at the door starts to pound against it.

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kuroosdarling · 1 year

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late night conversations

♡‧₊˚ kuroo x reader

♡‧₊˚ wc: 1.3k

♡‧₊˚ cw: fluff, mentions of self doubt, lil suggestive at the end

♡‧₊˚ synopsis: you’ve got a lot on your mind tonight and can’t seem to sleep. luckily, your husband always knows just what to do to make you feel better

dear tetsu ♡

no matter what you try, you just couldn’t fall asleep. tossing and turning, switching from one side to another, nothing was working. and now your poor husband was awake from your constant moving.

“honey?” his deep voice rang out, thick from sleep. his arm found your waist, pulling you closer to him. he buries his face in your shoulder to leave kisses in his place, mumbling against your skin. “what’s going on? you alright?”

“i cant sleep..” you whisper, wiggling closer into his space. he pulls back from the cozy spot on your shoulder to peek up at you between the fringe of his hair. part of you feels a little guilty for waking him up, but the sense of relief you feel when he presses up against you eases your mind.

“got something on your mind?” he asks, moving around on the bed so his face is almost in front of yours in an attempt to give you his full attention — no matter how sleepy he feels. “wanna talk about it?”

“it’s okay love, go back to sleep.” you coo, reaching over to smooth down his already disheveled bed head, trying to brush it out of his eyes. he reaches his hand to grab yours and place a delicate kiss on your wrist.

“cant go to sleep without you, baby.” he smiles, placing his cheek in your hand.

“well.” you sigh, smoothing your fingers across his cheek as you try to collect your thoughts. “it’s really nothing. don’t worry.”

“it’s not nothing if it’s keeping you from sleeping with your amazingly, wonderful husband.” he teases, trying to lighten the mood even just a little bit. he’d fight tooth and nail to see your eyes shine the way they do whenever he tells a lousy joke.

“smartass.” you roll your eyes, a playful glint trying to break through the surface before it darkens once again. he takes it as a small victory. “i just worry about my purpose sometimes.

he knows you well enough by now to know that this is something you ponder from time to time, especially when life starts getting a little too much. there wasn’t a dull moment in the last week and it’s no wonder it’s all catching up with you now. most of the dust had settled, but feelings always linger longer than they should. sometimes it takes another person to help you process everything and help you move forward. luckily, he was an expert in that area.

“damn, yeah that would keep anyone up.” he nods slowly, like he was agreeing with himself. “that’s not an easy question to ask yourself. you wanna walk me through it?” he asks, shifting himself slightly, his hand crawling over to you so it’s next to yours — ever so slightly touching them.

“it’s just,” you sigh, shutting your eyes for a moment to take it all in. maybe it was best to get everything out and say exactly how you were feeling. “i feel so stupid. like nothing i do really matters, not in the way i want it to. if that makes sense. everything i do feels like it’s never enough. i just don’t know what i can really offer the world.”

“well, you don’t owe the world anything.” he says, searching your eyes to make sure you were about to take in what he was going to say next. “but you offer so much. you gave me a family, you gave me a healthy love that i never thought i’d be able to have. you do so much for others that i wish you treated yourself with that same kindness. to be loved by you is one of the greatest gifts anyone could ever ask for.”

you take in all his words, mulling them over in your mind. everything he said made sense but your heart just didn’t want to grasp on to it right now. kuroo could almost see the inner turmoil bubbling in you, so he pushes a little further to try to get his point across.

“i wish there were more people in this world like you.” he murmurs softly, curling into your further. “but then again, i count myself so lucky that i get the one and only.”

“so cheesy.” a ghost of a smile graces your lips as he nuzzles into you, taking in the sweet scent of your hair. the only thing that could truly help was being in each others space, soaking up each others unyielding affection for one another.

“i see how hard you’ve been trying lately and im so proud of you.” he kisses your cheek before pressing his forehead against yours. your heart flutters as your gaze locks onto his.

“really?” you ask. he almost hates the way your voice sounds so small, so unsure of yourself — but he could never hate a thing about you. if only you knew how magnificent you really were. if only you could see him through his eyes so you’ll know you’re the most wonderful person he’s ever had the chance of knowing.

“really. you know, i’m so happy we exist at the same time; life would be so dull without you. i mean, who else would i have these cliche late night chats with?” he goes on, pulling you closer so he could litter kisses all over your head. you snort and the sound fills kuroo with so much adoration for you.

“i guess you’re right.” you smile at him. “what’s next on the list? the existence of aliens?”

“hm, or maybe the lack of evidence you have to support that claim.”

“you’re such an ass.” you laugh, holding onto his hand. he brings your hand up to his lips to kiss each knuckle, lingering on the one that proudly wears his ring.

“but i’m your ass.” he flutters his eyelashes at you to earn another laugh before he turns serious again for a moment. “i’m so in love with you. forever and always.”

“i love you so much.” you look up at him and pull him in for a sweet kiss. “thank you tetsu.”

“anything for my baby.” he smiles, going back in for another quick kiss before pressing his forehead against yours. the two of you lie in silence for a bit, taking in each others company. the warmth you felt from him made you feel a little more sleepy. knowing you were safe and secure with him by your side made it a little easier. “you tired?”

“not really.” you admit. the thoughts that were weighing in your head were gone, but the stress remains in your body.

“i think i can help with that.” he smirks, ducking down to bury his face into your neck, obnoxiously kissing all over it. you couldn’t help but laugh as he tickles you.

“tetsu-“ you laugh, trying to push his head from you. but he was strong. he climbed on top of you, somewhat careful not to put all his weight into you.

“i’m gonna need you to be nicer to yourself or else.” he said, hovering over you with one of his dramatic pouts. he was really laying it on thick tonight.

“or else what?” you challenge, already trying to figure out how to break out of his hold so you can properly one up him.

“or else i’m gonna have to punish you.” he smirks as you stop squirming.

“and if that’s what i want?” you tease right back. he blinks for a moment before his hazel eyes darken.

“damn you should’ve just asked then.” he leans down so he can pull you in for a deep kiss, wrapping his arm around your waist to pull you flush against his body. he made it his mission so that by the time he was done with you, you’d have no more bad thoughts lingering in your brain and you’d finally be fast asleep in his arms, right where you were meant to be.

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