#aran ojiro smut

[cloudzoro]

Kink Discovery | haikyuu ♡

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individual reaction/headcanon scenarios on kink discovery with haikyuu characters!

reaction/headcanon requests for jjk, one piece, haikyuu, fmab & death note (male & female characters) are OPEN!

jjk vers | op vers | masterlist

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genre: smut (minors dni)

characters included: aran, atsumu, daichi, mattsun, tsukki, ukai, bokuto, tendo

cw: drunk sex (atsumu), public sex, facefucking, deepthroating, dom!tendou, biting, spitting, marking, jealousy, ukai is kind of a meanie, fem!reader

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Aran Ojiro - lingerie

When you wake up on your birthday, Aran has already left for work. There's a small gift bag sitting on the dresser, stuffed with tissue paper. Beneath all the tissue paper sits a cute lacy lingerie set and a note.

Happy birthday, baby. I'm only working a half shift today. Be ready when I get back.

- your loving husband

You spend the rest of the morning getting ready, excited for what the second half of your birthday will bring you. The lingerie set fits perfectly; Aran has been adamant about knowing your size in everything when you first started dating. You feel sexy in it, and knowing that your husband wants to see you in it, you take some mirror selfies. You put effort into finding the sexiest poses and position yourself so your husband can see multiple angles. You sort through your favourites and send them to him with a message asking when he'll be home. He responds immediately, telling you to sit pretty and wait for him to be home soon.

It doesn't take long for Aran to get home. As soon as you hear the door click shut behind him, you exit the bedroom and meet him face-to-face. He takes a second to look you up and down.

“The pictures don't do you justice,” he says, pulling you into a kiss and patting your thigh. You jump at his signal, wrapping your legs around him, and your big, strong husband carries you back to your bedroom. Initially, Aran bought the lingerie because he knows it makes you feel sexy. He always thinks you look beautiful in it, but he never went as crazy over it as he feels now. He drops you down to the mattress and removes his shirt.

“Happy birthday, sweet girl,” he says, leaning down to kiss you again. He kisses around the edge of the lace on your chest and down to the waistband of your panties. He showers you in compliments, letting you know how much of a goddess you are to him and how he worships the ground you walk on. He pulls your panties to the side instead of sliding them down your leg. “I'm not ready to take these off yet”, he says before diving in and flicking his tongue against your clit.

Atsumu Miya - public

Atsumu backs you against the door of the club bathroom, refusing to part from your lips as he reaches for the lock. He told you before you even left the house, there's no way he'd ever be able to behave himself around you in that dress. One of his hands wraps around your waist, pulling you closer to his body, and the other slips underneath the skirt of your dress.

“You look so good”, he growls. He moves his kisses down to your neck. You're so worked up by the combination of alcohol and lust in your system. His hand dips into your underwear and he groans against your skin when he feels how wet you are. He kisses your lips again and walks you over to the sink. He turns you around to face the mirror, and you stumble forward slightly, angled over the sink. Atsumu pushes you further over the sink. “Love seeing you like this.”

He's quick and desperate when he pulls your underwear down your legs. He waits for you to kick them away so he can pick them up and tuck them into his jeans pocket. He unbuttons his jeans and pulls his cock free, lining it up with your pussy. When he pushes into you, Atsumu moans louder than expected; the walls of your pussy always seem to unravel him.

“Quiet tsumu, someone might hear us” Your plea, however, only makes Atsumu louder as he pictures one of his friends walking in on the two of you.

“And what if they did, huh? What if someone walked in to see me fucking this pretty pussy? I'd keep going, let ‘em watch. Would you like that?” You hear him growl under his breath when you nod in response.

You look up at his face in the mirror's reflection and see a grin plastered on his. He lifts one of your legs, using the counter to support it, and pulls the rest of your body upright. You turn your head to look at him properly, and he immediately kisses your lips, pushing his tongue into your mouth. His hips pick up speed, and he gets rougher with you, desperate to make you cum. When you start whining that you're close, Atsumu moves his hand that was holding your leg to play with your clit, getting you closer and closer to cumming.

“scream for me, baby, let everyone out there know I'm fucking you good.”

Daichi Sawamura - facefucking

Daichi returns home from work, and within seconds, you're standing in the entryway, waiting to throw yourself into his arms. It's late in the evening, but you don't mind; all you want is to see your husband. After he takes his jacket off and hangs it up, he looks you in the eye and steps towards you. He reaches out, and you waste no time pulling him into a kiss. His arms wrap around you, squeezing you as tight to him as you can get.

“I missed you today. Sorry I'm home so late”, he sighs after pulling away, touching his forehead against yours. You cup his face and push him back slightly to see his face properly. Daichi stares at you with tired eyes, struggling to focus on you.

“I missed you too. How about we get you to bed so we can spend the day together tomorrow?” you say, running a hand through his hair. He shakes his head in protest, leaning back in to kiss you. You smile into the kiss. You drag him into the living room and tell him to sit on the sofa. He groans as you drop to your knees in front of him. He reaches down to unbutton his trousers, and you swat his hands away.

“let me take care of you,” you say, doing it for him.

“You're so good to me, baby”, he groans as you lick up his cock. You take his cock into your mouth, and he loudly moans. He's too tired to keep his composure, so his hips buck up into your mouth. You try to push your mouth as far down as it will go. “don't take all of me if you can't do it, baby; this already feels insane”, he says. You ignore his words and relax your throat. His tip hits the back of your throat, and you gag slightly. The strangled noise Daichi makes is unlike anything you've heard from him before. He pulls you off his cock, panting loudly.

“Is everything OK?” you ask, voice tired and raspy. Your husband smiles at you, nodding his head.

“Perfect baby, I just - let me fuck your face,” he says. “Please”, he adds. You nod, opening your mouth for him. His hand grabs the back of your hair, holding you in place and thrusting his hips up into your mouth. The tight feeling of your throat has him cumming the quickest he ever has. You swallow everything he gives you, and he watches you in awe. He tucks himself back into his trousers and pulls up onto his lap.

“Was that good?” you ask, and he laughs at the ridiculousness of your question.

“I'm barely even functioning right now. You were perfect. Give me a few minutes to recuperate, and we can go to bed.”

Issei Matsukawa - marking

Mattsun wishes he could control his jealousy problem. He knows you would never cheat, but seeing you laughing away with his friends leaves a bitter taste in his mouth. He knows it shouldn't bother him, but when you give Makki a goodbye hug and wish him happy birthday, it makes his skin crawl.

When he finally gets you home, he immediately pulls you to the bedroom, growling under your breath about how he's so much better than stupid Makki. You roll your eyes at his muttering, but you're not going to complain when he's channelling his jealousy into fucking you.

It doesn't take long before you're on your back, legs wrapped around Mattsuns waist as his cock stretches you. You claw at his back as he buries his face in your neck, fucking you slow and deep.

“You're mine. I'm gonna mark you up, maybe then my friends will remember you're taken” Your neck muffles his voice, but the raspy tone of his voice still makes you whimper. He attaches his lips to your neck, teeth grazing the skin and sucks a pretty mark into your neck. When he's finished, he leans back to look at the mark. He's overcome with the urge to add more, so he does. He continues slowly rocking his hips and sectioning his mouth over any patch of skin he can get to.

When he's finally done, your neck and shoulders are covered in very obvious red and purple marks. Feeling satisfied and accomplished, he picks up his pace. His large hands grip the back of your thighs and push your legs up to your chest. He fucks your harder, eyes flickering from your marked up chest to your blissed out face.

“You're so fucking pretty”

Kei Tsukishima - Spitting

The two of you are at a house party. Tsukki stands in the kitchen chatting to Kyotani, and you cling to his side. He looks good, and you can't help teasing him. He tries not to give in because he's in public, but when you wait for Kyotani to get another drink and lean up to whine in his ear, his patience wanes. He grabs your hand and drags you into the nearest bedroom.

“You're so needy,” Says Tsukki, pushing his hands into your panties. “You seriously couldn't wait until we went home?.” His words may sound harsh, but there's a smile on his face as he kisses you. The feeling of his tongue in your mouth has your mind going hazy. You don't even register your words until they leave your mouth.

“spit on me”, you whine, opening your mouth for him. He pauses to think it over, it's the first time you've ever requested him to spit on you. He obliges, spit landing on your tongue, then reconnects your lips. He pushes his fingers inside you as his kisses get messier. He has you pressed against his friend's bedroom wall, fingering you and you cling to him.

“if you're good and cum for me now, I'll take you home and fuck you properly.” he growls moving his kisses to your neck. “I'll be as nasty as you want me to be. I'll spit on that pretty pussy before I eat it. I'll make a real mess of you” He's usually mouthy during sex but he's never dirty talked like this before. You're both desperate and he grinds against your leg as he works you to your orgasm.

You cum almost immediately, legs shaking as he holds you upright. He kisses you, sucking on your tongue as he lets you ride out your orgasm. He sucks his fingers into his mouth and walks out of the party, not even bothering to say goodbye to the host. He has something much more appealing in his mind.

Keishin Ukai - begging

Keishin leans back against the sofa, staring at you with a smug grin on his face as you ride his cock. In the heat of an argument, you had told him you didn't need him to get off, that you could do all the work yourself. After talking through your petty argument, he found the comment lingering in his head so he decided to prove you wrong. He kissed all over your pretty skin, spoke soft words and got you all worked up, only to sit back and tell you that if you want to cum then you have to do it yourself or take back what you said. You, ever the stubborn type, accepted his terms and took the reins for once. His cock feels so good, reaching all the deepest spots inside you.

“feels so good” Your voice comes out as an airy whine, and your boyfriend tries his best to keep his composure as you clench around him. Your hand presses into his bare shoulders to use as leverage to keep your hips moving. After a few minutes, the muscles in your thighs start to burn, and you slow down, choosing to grind down on him instead of bounce. Keishin notices what you're doing and laughs, trying his best not to show you how affected he is.

“I thought you could do it all yourself. What's wrong, baby?” he asks condescendingly. Your thighs shake slightly as you will yourself to keep moving. “If you want me to take over, all you have to do is tell me how much you need me”, He says in a smug sing-song voice. You groan, you don't want to admit defeat, but if your boyfriend doesn't put you on your back and fuck your brains out, then you might combust.

“Please, Keishin”, you beg, “I need you so bad. Want you to pin me down and fuck me” He's never heard you beg before, but the way your voice trembles when like you're so desperate for him you're going to cry flips a switch inside him, and he happily turns you so you're laying with your back against the sofa cushions.

“Don't you worry, baby I got you.”

Kotaro Bokuto - size kink

Your boyfriend's size was always a major turn-on for you, but he never gave your size difference much thought until now. Bokuto has you in his arms, fucking you against the wall.

“You take me so well, pussy was made for me”, He moans in your ear. You hold on to him the best you can as he stretches you out. The way your pussy is clenching around him has him seeing stars.

“You're so big, Kou”, you whine, and he almost cums on the spot. He's used to compliments about the size of his muscles, but the way you cry out about the size of his cock and struggle to take him full ignites a different kind of fire within him.

“You can take me; you always do”, he growls. He's always sensitive, your tight pussy brings him to the edge fast, but he tries to hold off as he makes you cum with him. His grip tightens around you as he puts you on the bed. He leans over you fucking you harder. He dwarfs you in size, which is made clearer by the way you're hidden in his shadow. If someone were to walk in, they might not even see you. His size makes him feel like he can protect you no matter what and fuels his pride. His words are slurred and garbled together as his hips rut wildly into you. You're both close, and it doesn't take long for you to cum. Bokuto follows soon after, unable to withstand the way your pussy pulses around his huge cock, and he fills you up with cum.

“Fuck”, you groan, dragging out the vowel. “Sometimes it scares me how much you stretch me out. You're too big,” you whine, clenching around him again. He hasn't moved from inside you, opting instead to squish you slightly. You don't miss the way his cock twitches when he compliments your size. “round two?” you ask, pulling his head up so he can look you in the eyes.

“I thought you said I was too big?” he asks playfully. He lifts himself back up to his forearms and pulls you into a sweet kiss, rocking his hips into you again.

Satori Tendou - biting

Tendou has always been a bit wild in the bedroom, and he's never afraid to bring things up with you, so when he asks mid-stroke if he can sink his sharp teeth into your skin, you don't hesitate to say yes.

He has you positioned face down, ass up. Your face is squished against the sheets as Tendou holds you down by your hair. He fucks you slow and hard to begin with, building you up to an orgasm, then holding still and tearing it away from you. You can feel his breath on your shoulder blade; he occasionally presses sloppy kisses there or lets his teeth scrape against your skin, but he has yet actually to bite down. You know it's coming, and the anticipation is making you restless that, combined with the frustration of a denied orgasm, almost has you in tears.

“‘Tori” you whine, and he softly shushes you.

“It's ok, angel. I'll make you come soon I promise” he coos, pressing another kiss to your back. His hips speed up and you feel the coil tighten in your stomach. He pays close attention to your reactions and just when you get lost in the feeling of your impending orgasm he leans down and bites the skin of your shoulder blade. The sudden sting makes heat fill your body as you cum. Your legs shake and your boyfriend's skilled hands rub soothe your tired muscles. The feeling of sinking his teeth into you is ingrained in his brain and he admires the mark on your back as you catch your breath.

“That was incredible” you breathe out, cutting yourself off with a moan when Tendou runs his tongue over the teeth marks in your skin.

“You're incredible” He smiles before kissing your shoulder again.

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[merakidoll]

sundress season!

he was oddly intrigued by the way your ass was bouncing so much in the long bodycon dress. he decided to walk behind you to the basketball court where everyone waited for the two of you guys arrival. “damn mama i’m making that shit fat” he chucked placing a hard slap onto your ass immediately pausing in his steps when there was no extra fabric - other than the dress, stoping you from feeling it.

“damn, stop that hurt!” you pushed him rubbing your butt then going back to walking, stopping when you didn’t hear any footsteps behind you. turning he stood with a mug, eying you with hard eyes, and a stern look. “what?” you questioned giggling in your head because your plan was working perfectly. “you ain’t got no panties on?” “well .. no?”

“that’s a good girl” you now knew you had completely fucked up. your man quickly dragged you into an alley way, his hands held yours against the wall and above you- his cock being stuffed deep into your throat. gags, spit, and cum came from your full mouth, your throat contacted gargling saliva on his tip, tongue licking the base of his large dick in confidence that he wasn’t completely bitching you out.

“l-lost your fuckin mind ma’ma, mmm good slut. choke on my shit” putting both of your hands in one of his, he caressed your cheeks throwing his head back and shooting his cum deep into you making your swallow as soon as it shot out.

after that day you never thought to pull a stunt like that again, who am i kidding. yes you did.

onyankopon, aran, connie, eren

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[nysrage]

Options, Aran Ojiro.

you weren’t used to dealing with someone one who had as many options as you, especially not with anyone you dealt with behind closed doors. pnd inspired lol.

cw: smut, sneaky linksss, texts, jealousy, cursing, arguing, pet names (baby, ma, pa, daddy), dirty talk, missionary (aran loves to look at your pretty face).

it’s homecoming week at your university, the streets and sidewalks of campus are filled with more than the normal amount of students. house parties being planned around every corner, and food trucks and goody stands wherever you turn. it was a weekend to be alive but for you it turned out to be a weekend full of surprises. the night was still young while you put on the final touches of accessories to pull your outfit together. snapping a couple mirror pics away as you waited for your friends to finish their pregame rituals. “one more shot then we gotta go!” your best friend gizelle giggled, alcohol already coursing through her system and you haven’t even left for the party yet.

you laughed to yourself, continuing to scroll through your phone and weeding out the pictures you didn’t like until a text from a certain someone came across your screen. a smile curving into your lips as you read over the message.

‘can’t wait to see you, ain seen yo fine ass all day.’

“c’mon y/n! take a shot with me!” sending a quick reply you stood, waving your hands in refusal, a flustered smile on your face. “you know i can’t hold liquor.” gizelle smacked her lips, grabbing and pulling you towards the island. “bitch it’s homecoming! throw it back.” placing a shot glass with a slice lime on its rim in your hand. filled with nothing but her fav alcohol, don julio. you timidly lift the glass to your lips. gizelle playfully rolling her eyes and pushing the cup to your lips for you to down, watching your face scrunch in disgust with a giggle. “now we’re ready t’go.”

soon as the door opened the smells of alcohol, weed, and other substances filled your nose. clouded over ceilings and music thumping from the speakers while you and your girls weaved through the crowd straight towards the kitchen. where different bowls of punch made by the greeks were lined up on the table, “so what y’all feeling? i’m leaning towards oil, centaur piss or tiddy milk.” your friend gizelle grabbed a couple cups, you laughed reading over the labels. “greeks always come up with the freakiest shit for drinks.”

you settled for the tiddy milk, joining your friends who were drunkenly rapping and dancing to the music. sipping on the pina colada flavor drink as you glanced over the crowded room. eyes being met with low ones that were already on you. chilling against the wall in rotation, black fit contrasting nice against his deep caramel skin. your mystery boo, aran ojiro. he gives you a smirk and a acknowledging wink, leaving you flustered with a small smile. trying your best to focus on your friends but you kept looking back over your shoulder, body feigning to be by his side. the only thing grabbing your attention is your phone flashing and buzzing in your hand with a thread of texts.

‘you look so good’

‘can’t wait to have yo sexy ass to myself tn.’

‘pretty ass’

‘you givin’ me them looks, must be ready to go’

you give him a glance, aran practically eye fucking you from across the room as he took a long pull of the blunt. you throw him a small innocent nod, your friends picking up on the signs and having a silent conversation between themselves. exchanging looks of ‘she finna leave us for some dick’ and longs sips of their drinks in agreement ‘mhmm’. gizelle finally speaking up with quick bump to the side. “leaving soon?” you suck your teeth and roll your eye’s playfully, ignoring your friends teasing to focus on your boo. aran texting you a quick ‘bet’ pushing himself off the wall and getting ready to make his exit until a girl walked up on him, tugging on his shirt to bring him closer with a smile as she spoke with him.

your eyebrow raised with a scoff, eyeing the interaction from across the room. blood beginning to boil at how long the two have been talking. “ain’t nobody worth leavin’ for.” you say to your friend, turning your back on aran, setting your phone on do not disturb and focusing on the group of girl for the rest of the night. trying your best to not let someone you weren’t even exclusively dating get to you, but your friends definitely noticed the slight shift. “you good girl?”

you nodded, deciding to call it a night. you weren’t one to dampen the mood and mope around your friends. “m’ just tired, been out all day..” gizelle nodded, not asking anymore questions and dropping you off to your dorm, ready to listen whenever your ready to share. the drive back was quiet but comfortable, soft music playing through the speakers. you just staring out at the road post in your thoughts. you didn’t understand what was going on with you. yeah you liked aran, but the traits and behaviors you were throwing you off. some were good and some were bad, like jealousy.

an emotion you never really displayed until now, not even with previous flings or boyfriends. you never really had to compete for anyone’s attention, so where you found yourself now was was new.. and embarrassing. “see you tomorrow luv.” you blew her a kiss, grabbing your things and hopping out the car. walking toward the complex entrance, you found aran waiting for you. ignoring him you walked straight to the door, searching in your purse for your keys. “wassup, so you ignoring me now?” you shook your head, back still turned to him as you placed your id on the reader, unlocking the door. “didn’t think you cared whether i ignored you or not..

“you seemed to have a good convo with ole girl at the party..”

“so you gone be like this over a girl talkin’ to me?” aran raised a brow in confusion, turning you around to face him. you gave him little time though, pulling out your phone and texting your friends you made it home. “aran i’m wayyy too drunk for this conversation right now.” but you were interrupted by him snatching your phone out of your hand.

“man look..” he sighed, placing your phone in his pocket. “m’ not about to do this childish bullshit with you, so what’s up with you.” you shrugged your shoulders, finally facing him with a facade of no emotion. “it doesn’t matter, aran. none of this shit matters.” aran’s face flashing with confusion, taken back by your response. “you could wake up one morning deciding to ghost me for that girl who was feeling all up on you tonight, or any of the options in yo roster and it wouldn’t be shit i could do about it. so why would you care if i’m mad huh?!”

“so you wanna pull that card? you know i ain’t even on that timing.” aran sucked his teeth, jaw clenching with agitation. “everytime i show you any type of progress to something more YOU RUN. that shit confusing!” you close your arms around yourself, embarrassed that he truly paid attention to you and your actions. “whatever aran, can i just get my phone.” he scoffed, running his tatted hand down his face with a sarcastic laugh leaving his lips. “now it’s whatever, shit don’t feel good do it?”

“you the first girl in a while that i felt was fucking with me for me and not some basketball wife fantasy.” aran breathed out, pausing for a second before going on. “you ain’t gotta fight for no spot that already reserved for you ma.” head falling down in defeated with his hands in his pockets.

“but you think i’m privileged or this lil boy who playing games..”

“i don’t think your either aran..” you slowly approached him, engulfing him in a tight hug. aran nuzzled into your neck, hands wrapped tight around your waist as he melted into the sweet smell of your perfume. nothing no longer exchanged because everything had already be said with those few words. aran pulled back, looking into your eyes before closing your lips in a deep, heated kiss. eyes darting all over his face once he pulled back, “still staying with me tonight? so i can hold and kiss on you.”

“hm i don’t know.” hiding your smirk in his neck, trying to continue your pouty attitude, aran smacked his teeth rubbing his hands all over your curves. squeezing on the soft flesh of your ass. “c’mon mama, come home with me.” you sighed, giving him a soft smile. mind set on giving him a hard time the rest of the night as he tries to make it up to you but not even five minutes passed in his room before you were puddy in his arms.

your anklets dangling next your ear while aran folded you up in his bed, ready to split you open. your whines sounding off the walls as his heavy dick slapped down on your throbbing clit. “looka that wet ass pussy..” running it through your slit and teasing your entrance with his tip before sinking into you deep, eyes rolling back with a moan as he caressed your sweet spot within. aran watching the white ring form around the base from how eagerly you sucked him in. keeping that steady pace that had you leaking for him, your hand pushing at his pelvis to keep him from going too deep, only for him to remove it and place it on your lower belly. pushing it down for you to feel him fucking you in ways you’ve never felt before. “feel me huh? m’ all yours mama, this yo dick.”

“ain’t no reason to trip”

your back arching into his at the deep slow pace he maintained, making sure you feel every single inch he gave you. stretching and filling you full while his thumb circled your clit and setting the fire in the pit of your stomach ablaze, legs shaking in his hold. “o-ohhh my g-goddd, paaa.” his eyes flickering from your pooling mess to your glazed over eyes, moaning at how you clenched down on him. “i know baby, i know..”

oncoming orgasm swelling your walls and trying to push him out. “open up for daddy.” slowly hardening his thrust, hips slamming against your pelvis with precision. moans catching in your throat as aran watches your pretty brown breast bounce in his hold, nipples hard and erect from the cool air against your scorching skin. aran wrapping a strong hand around your neck leaning in and giving you a sloppy kiss, slipping his tongue in your mouth and swallowing every moan you let out for him. aran pulled back with a smirk, lips red and wet from the kiss. “you still mad at me..?” you came hard, creamy arousal coating his dick and pelvis. aran slowly stroking you through your orgasm with a smile.

“nah, you ain’t mad..”

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[lovaesworld]

"she misses you." you brought the camera between your plush thighs, spreading your brown folds—clit glistening with slick. "shit. I missed you too, baby." aran freed his bulge, thick dick sprung out slapping against his abs with his tip spewing with precum letting out a shaky moan.

"go ahead and play with her, fo' me." aran groaned rubbing his tip with his thumb as you slipped two fingers between your wet folds. "ouu aran.." you moaned, you both watched you pump your fingers into your glistening cunt, biting his plumped lip at the sweet moans you let out. aran stroked his dick faster. “aran! i’m-shit!” your orgasm nearing as you curled your fingers deeper into your hole growing.

“good ahead, baby.” you let out a whimper trying as you begin to fall apart.. aran threw his head back dick twitching against his palm. “fuck!” his leg twitched shooting warm ropes of cum on his abs. “m’aran. ouu f-fuck!” you let out a pornographic rubbing at your puffy, pink clit legs quivering squirting all over the camera.

#lovaesworld #smut #aran Ojiro x black y/n #aran ojiro x black reader #aran ojiro smut #aran haikyuu

[dilfl0v3rss]

hiii, I love your work, just wanted to ask if you would do the “shes busy bro” text thing with the baldies

i’m so slow bc this is not what you meant but i made the texts too don’t worry😭

she’s busy

𝑜𝑛𝑦

it wasn’t your fault that the waiter was flirting with you while ony was using the bathroom, but he still took it very personal. you knew how he felt about that “friendly” attitude you seemed to have towards people. and even though the waiter had no business trying to get your number while he was in the bathroom, you had no business giggling and smiling in his face like you were going to give it to him. you were both wrong, but since ony can’t deal with the waiter tonight, he will deal with you.

“ma stop wit the runnin. you not goin nowhere.” ony groaned, yanking your hips back to him as you tried to crawl away from his relentless backshots. “i-i didn’t even d-do nun” he chuckled at your weak defense, thrusting back into you at full speed to shut you up. “and ian doing nun right now either. you lucky ion got yo ass cuffed up. daddy bein nice” ony jingled the cuffs in his hand before putting them down and continuing his brutal thrusts, your stomach brushing the sheets as he held your back down with one hand. you decided to just shut up, because little did he know you gave the waiter your number. to you, ony was just overreacting. he seemed like a genuinely nice guy to you so you gave it to him hoping the two of you could become good friends.

*ring ring* the sound of your phone snatched the both of your attention. ‘please don’t be him please don’t be him please don’t be him’ you repeatedly thought as ony picked up your phone. of course the guy had one of those automatic contacts with the picture so ony immediately knew it was him. “oh so this what we doin now?” he mumbled, dick still fully hard inside you as he showed you the screen. “i-it’s not what it looked like baby. i wanna be his f-friend”

ony scoffed as he answered the phone, smirking as an idea popped up in his head. the next thing you knew he was starting his quick pace up again, pounding you into the sheets as he spoke normally through the receiver. “yo?….you looking for my girl?……nah nah nah it’s all good. she right here” he put the phone towards your mouth before thrusting into you even harder, making sure to get each one of your pitiful moans through to him. “d-daddy pleaseeee m’gonna….fuckk m’gonna cummm!” you screamed as you felt his dick kissing your cervix. he brought the phone back to his ear, hearing nothing but the man’s breathing on the other line. “she busy right now…..move your fucking hand ma m’not playin wit you….delete this number or your next shift at that lil restaurant gon be your last” and with that he hung up the phone. you already know you were gonna get it as soon as you heard the sound of metal clanking. the fur of the cuffs brushing against your ass while ony spoke.

“gimme your hands mama”

𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑒

“you can do it mami. just give me one more and you can get a break ‘kay?” connie said before dipping his tongue back inside your awaiting pussy. you came home from work with tears in your eyes as you explained to connie the rude words your coworker uttered to you. sentences like “what are you, stupid?” and “jesus you can do anything right” thrown your way all day as your frustrated colleague used you as a punching bag.

in order to help fix your sad face, connie decided to change it into one of pleasure. sitting in between your thighs for hours as he gave you words of encouragement and reassurance to help uplift your spirits. “you not dumb mi vida. smartest girl i know so don’t even trip over that . papi gon fix it” connie’s mouth worked wonders on you, kissing, licking, and sucking orgasm after orgasm to keep you from thinking about the harsh words said to you.

the vibration of your phone took connie’s attention. the contact name “charles (coworker)” was calling you. connie brought the phone to your face, giving you time to read the name as he continued pleasuring you with his fingers. “this him?” all it took was a singular nod from you before connie had the phone answered and at his ear. he could hear the man trying to apologize almost instantly. “listen y/n. m’really sorry about how i was actin today. i was just frustrated and you were the closest person to me. please let me make it up t’you with dinner or something”

connie looked up at you, pretty eyes all glossy and low as you tried not to scream from how heavenly connie’s fingers fucked you. he mouthed a “you wanna talk to em?” smiling as you quickly shook your head no. “didn’t think so” he said before putting the phone to his ear. “this her man. she s little preoccupied at the moment” connie quickly flicked his tongue on your clit, digging quicker and deeper into you with his fingers to draw out a loud moan. “auughhh ohh my goddd” your back arched off the bed as you felt your release coming close. connie continued to finger you while he moved his mouth from your clit to speak. “uhh she most definitely will not be having dinner wit your punk ass tho so you can dead that shit. m’not gon fuck you up cause she told me how much you need every check from that lil job, but if she come here crying again cause of you ima break your jaw”

𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑛

“fuck keep suckin it jus like that mama” aran groaned as you were hard at work on his living room floor. knees burning from being in the same position for so long as you sucked the life out of aran’s dick while he sat on the couch. were you supposed to be here? fuck no, but there was no way you were turning down going to see the d1 athlete just so you can be home arguing with your bum ass ex boyfriend.

aran has been trying to get at you for awhile, and you would’ve been with him too if your ex would just hurry up and move out. he’s been purposely dragging his feet when it came to getting his shit out of your house, always lingering on the couch when you have company over to keep you from moving on. you don’t want to put aran through that so the two of you just settled for this. coming over to his place and getting the best dick if your life every weekend.

you had both of your hands wrapped around his thick dick. stroking him with a tight grip as you sucked on his tip. your eyes trained on his beautiful physique as you watched his big pecs move up and down with each breath. “shit girl you gon make me trap you” he chuckled as he watched you slap the head of his dick all over your tongue, spit dripping all over him as the both of your brown eyes locked. “do it daddy” you sighed before taking his full length down your throat. “oh i will”. the sound of your ringtone went off into the air, the both of you ignoring it as you continued, but it didn’t stop there. whoever was calling must’ve been dying or something because after the call came a bunch of notifications, then it rang again.

“man who the fuck-” aran mumble, his annoyed face quickly becoming one of mischief as he read the name on your phone. “s’randy” he said with a smirk. you rolled your eyes as you released his dick with a pop. “gimme i’ll just turn it off” you went to reach for the phone, but aran pulled it out of your reach, a petty smirk on his face as he answered the call and put the phone to his ear. before you could protest, his big hand found the back of your head, pushing you back down on his dick for you to continue.

“wassup randy. how you been nigga?” you rolled your eyes as you continued to let aran guide your head up and down. your tongue running along the underside of his dick while he continued to talk to your ex. “who is this? tell y/n it’s time to come home. m’hungry and i need her to cook something” randy mumbled, probably sitting on the couch surrounded by bear bottles and filth. “she busy. eating right now as we speak. how it taste mama?” aran said before pushing your head all the way down, his dick hitting the back of your throat as you gagged loudly into the receiver. aran brought the phone back to his ear with a smirk before letting go of your head. it was time for payback so you wrapped both of your hands around him again, quickly stroking him before roughly sucking his sensitive tip. “ooouu shit man we gotta go”

𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑘𝑎

“ohhh my godddd i’m about to give you a baby” tanaka groaned as he watched your skillfully bounce on his dick. large inked hands gripping your hips as the two of you moaned in unison. “want you t’nut in me daddy. cum in this pussy” tanaka’s eyes rolled at your words, the thought of him filling you up bringing him closer to his climax. he was the best bff you could ever ask for.

you’ve been having some issues with a guy you were talking to. he couldn’t seem to be able to grasp the fact that you are a bad bitch and could easily replace him if he didn’t act right. so that’s exactly what you did. you “replaced” him with tanaka. posting him and going on little “dates” with your best friend to get his attention. the two of you never expected to actually fall for each other. letting your true feelings take over as you plopped yourself repeatedly on his dick. you had forgotten all about your ex.

you knew he’d come crawling back one of these days, and you couldn’t wait to break the new to him that you were intact in love with another man. *ring ring* ‘just on time’ you thought as you snatched up your phone on the first ring, picking it up as you began to bounce harder on the man below you. “s-shittt who it that?” tanaka grumbled, but you ignored him. listening to the man on the other line beg for forgiveness. “listen baby i didn’t know it would be like this. i was stupid to think i didn’t need you. you were the best thing that every happened to me please give me another chance.”

a giggled escaped from your mouth before you put the phone to tanaka’s ear. “it’s my ex” you said before letting tanaka listen to the pitiful man beg. a smile planted on his face before he quickly brought your face down to his by your neck, thrusting up into you quickly. you tried to swallow your moans but he was just fucking you too good. “fuck daddy s-slow downnnn” you moaned, eyes rolling back as tanaka held the phone between your faces on speaker.

“stop bitchin, she can’t even talk right now. too busy getting fucked by her new man”

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[verslxt]

y'all got this all wrong

suna rintaro's absolute favorite sex position is cowgirl. all suna has to do is lay back and enjoy the show that your tits are giving him. rocking horse when he gets horny sitting up but mostly cowgirl. mating press when he wants to get you pregnant.

atsumu miya's favorite sex position is most definitely missionary. he loves to see the way your pretty face contorts as he sticks his cock in while toying with your clit calling you pretty girl along the way

aran ojiro most definitely loves doggy style. looking at you arch your back already a wet sloppy mess for him. he loves to reach one hand around to wipe the tears of overstimulation from your face while the other toys with your clit

#suna rintarō #suna x you #suna x reader #suna rintaro scenarios #haikyuu suna #osamu miya #suna scenarios #haikyuu scenarios #suna smut #suna rintarou smut #osamu miya smut #aran ojiro smut #ojiro aran #atsumu miya #atsumu miya smut

[ilyluffy]

𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚 || 𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: signing your son up for after school volleyball lessons with the handsome former olympian was the best choice you’ve ever made

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: aran ojirou x afab!reader

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut {minors + ageless blogs dni!! you’ll be blocked}

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: dom!volleyball coach!aran, single parent!sub!reader, despite the name the reader is only referred to with gn!terms, mentions of last baby daddies, unestablished relationship, vaginal sex, backshots, unprotected sex, size kink, semi-public sex, slight dumbification, rough sex, petnames “baby”

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.6k+

𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐘𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐁𝐄 𝐒𝐎 𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐔𝐏 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓 𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐆𝐎. the idea was first presented to you when your child came home one day, begging to join the after school activity. apparently the man running the whole thing had gone to the olympics and your son was dying to learn from him.

you jiggled the idea around in your head for a bit. you were hesitant because not only could sports gear get expensive but it would require you to take time out of your already busy schedule to go sit in a gym as the kids smacked a ball over a net.

however, the desperate and excited look in your baby’s eyes managed to convince you. it couldn’t hurt right? he’d be exercising and interacting with other children. besides, it would give you a chance to possibly make friends with other single parents. having made up your mind, you signed your son up the next day.

frankly it was the best decision you’ve ever made. you realized that the moment you laid eyes on aran. his good looks shocked you so much when you entered the volleyball gym for the first time that your son practically had to yell to get your attention.

“i’m going to go play now,” your son informs you before racing toward the group of kids. quickly regaining your composure, you flash him a smile and wave him off. aran, with an award winning smile, greets everyone enthusiastically as they gather around. meanwhile you can’t seem to take your eyes off him as you sit on a bench with some of the other parents.

“look at that eye candy,” one of the mom’s giggle. “i guess the kids won’t be the only ones entertained”.

there’s a chorus of giddy laughter from the other mother’s sitting about. you would have been inclined to chuckle along with them if you weren’t a little jealous that you weren’t the only one admiring the handsome coach. instead of expressing your attraction like the others, you stay focused on watching your son as he gets in position on the court.

for a couple more weeks this routine continues. you’d sit in on the volleyball practices, playing the part of the dutiful and attentive parent. at the same time your sneakily stealing glances at aran and wondering what it would be like to have his chiseled arms pinning you down.

you’re in the middle of a day dream like this when you suddenly feel your boy tugging on your sleeve. “the coach wants to talk to you” he informs you, much to your surprise. what could this be about? you’re hesitant because the two of you should really be heading home for dinner but one of the other mom’s you recently befriended reassures you.

“i’ll take him to my house. our kids have been wanting to have a sleepover for ages after all” she tells you, easing any worries you had about staying too late. “you stay behind and have a nice little chat with the coach”. she ends off that sentence with a wink. as if implying something interesting might occur.

you brush that off and watch as your son is lead out of the gym along with his friend. eventually when all the equipment is cleaned up and everyone has left, you approach the man with the whistle around his neck. “hey, i don’t think we’ve been able to properly introduce ourselves yet” aran smiles when he sees that you’re close. “aran ojirou”.

politely you exchange your own name. you can’t help but feel a little anxious. until now you’re pretty sure that it’s only been you staring at him. however, right now aran’s eyes are on nothing but you. it’s enough to make your heart race and your palms sweaty. trying not to make a fool of yourself, you ask what it was he wanted to talk to you about.

“let’s go talk in my office. it’s just this way” aran, motions to a door at the other end of the gym. thinking nothing of it, you follow him without question. as promised, the pair of you eventually walk into a room with a desk, two chairs, and a bit of volleyball gear spread about. you take a seat in one of the chairs while aran makes himself comfortable leaning against his chest. he’s still so close. the proximity alone makes you rub your thighs together nervously.

“i just wanted to say how impressed i am with how supportive of a parent you are” aran explains, crossing his large arms over his chest. “a lot of people sit around and gossip instead of paying attention to the game but i noticed that you’re always so engaged”.

he noticed you? if that were true that must mean he was gazing in your direction more than you thought. as if you couldn’t get more flustered. you were a grown up for goodness sake! you were well past the age of getting hot in the face just because a hot guy was giving you praise and yet…

“why doesn’t his dad come watch?” aran tilts his head to the side as he asks his question. admittedly you had spaced out for a second and hadn’t heard what he say previously. however you’re able to put the pieces together based on what you have heard.

“my son’s father? oh… he’s not around” you confess, slightly embarrassed although it was nothing to be ashamed about.

“single parent?”.

“mhm” you confirm, completely unaware of the reasoning behind the interrogation. there was underlying meaning to these questions but before you realize it you start speaking again. “that’s why i’m so grateful you’ve been so nice to my son. he could use more positive male role models”.

“it’s my pleasure but if i’m being honest… i’d really like to get to know you better” aran says, leaning in a little closer to you. his expression shifts in that moment. his eyes go from bright to dark with mischievous intentions. at first you can’t help but gulp but something about the way he’s looking at you draws you in.

you can’t recall how EXACTLY things proceed after that. it’s something along the lines of the gap between both of your lips closes and aran big hands grab hold of you. apparently all the sexual tension bubbled to the surface until neither of you could take it anymore. you only seem to come to your senses when you’re undressed and bent over aran’s desk.

“shit” aran groans, gripping your waist as he begins to shove his thick cock past your folds. “i’ve only put the tip inside and you feel incredible”.

your lips, which are swollen from the heavy kissing earlier, create an O shape as aran stretches you further. you have to claw at random items on the wooden desk as he fills you further and further. by the time aran’s heavy balls slap against your clit your eyes are glossed over and nearly rolled back into your head.

“was your baby daddy this big?” aran teases, thumbs rubbing circles into your hips as he gives you a moment to get used to his size. already too fucked out to talk, you shake your head. that gives the coach a sense of pride as he pulls his hips back and slams back inside of you. “good to hear. i only want you thinking about me from now on, baby”.

with the way he’s fucking you, so hard and fast, you couldn’t think about anything much less another man. thank god all the kids had long cleared out of the building because there no doubt your moans of his name were leaking out of the office. aran seems like he could care less about you being too loud. in fact, he’s completely transfixed on the way your ass jiggles with every thrust.

“a-aran” you stutter, looking over your shoulder at the man pounding your cunt. you’re fully aware that there’s tears in your eyelashes and drool slipping past your lips but you’re too cock drunk to care. “harder please, ‘m so close”.

it’s impossible for aran to hold back his groan at your request. each snap of his hips was already rough to begin with but unable to deny you, aran increases the intensity. the result is you chanting at a louder volume than you had been previously.

“yes! yes! yes! right there. fuck- ‘m gonna cum” you slur, giving up trying to ground yourself. if it wasn’t for aran gripping your ass you would have gone flying. you’re already squeezing him so tight that aran’s sure that the moment you reach orgasm and clamp down on him, he’ll cum simultaneously.

wanting to reach his end too, one of aran’s hands move away from your waist so he can pinch your clit. that causes you to cry out in pleasure. with that little push, you tip over the edge. aran feels you unmistakably cream around him. just as he predicted, coating his dick with your slick makes aran’s balls tighten.

you’re not sure how he manages to pull out in time but expertly aran does. instead of burying his load deep inside your pussy, aran paints your ass with his thick white ropes. unable to think clearly and mind still clouded with lust, you whine in disappointment after he fails to fill you.

chuckling at your pouting, aran grabs one of the towels that he typically hands out after practices. using it to clean up his mess, aran gives you another long kiss once he’s finished. “sorry baby, i’m not trying to be your second baby daddy… at least not yet”.

the last part of his sentence earns a wide eyed look of surprise from you. meanwhile aran doesn’t seem to regret a word as he hands you the clothes you had tossed away. “let's do this again okay?” he continues as he watches you get dressed. “𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐒”.

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#aran ojiro #aran ojiro x reader #aran ojiro smut #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #hq #hq x reader #hq smut #apollo writes ✎

[neesieiumz]

love language ⸻ You remind me I’m imperfect and it sucks to admit it. ⸻ a. ojiro

synopsis ⸺ after six months, you lay eyes on your ex-boyfriend at a mutual friend’s party. 

warnings ⸺ smut. 18+, black-coded reader. female reader. afab anatomy. praise kink, cunnilingus, blow job, some angst, happy ending, time skip aran. use of ocs, but barely even mentioned. he’s very sweet to you no matter what. this is also my haikyuu debut so... I haven't read the haikyuu time skip so this is all referencing his wiki page and how other people write about him.

writer notes ⸺ disclaimer, i'm just starting the haikyuu manga, so please bear with me. I really tried to embody what people say he embodies, so hopefully, I did this fine man justice. (also disclaimer, i hate the reason they broke up but it was the best one i could find and create.)

wc ⸺ 6.2k

The city was alive mostly at night, it was a beautiful thing. Although, that was where you were not at tonight. 

As you walked, your heels clicked through against the cobblestone walkway. Passing by the bright glass stone lights, lighting your way to the one destination. Smiling, although it was a melancholy one. It had been a while since you had gone out like this, wrapping yourself up in work and distracting yourself from any and everything. Most of your friends would call your recent way of life destructive, so you hoped to get them off your back this way. Your dress was black, matching everything else you wore. After all, the event you were going to was an all-black attire. The dress is backless, along with carefully sewn holes on both sides of the dress. In your hands held both your bag and a gift bag as well, containing a very expensive purse and perfume. 

Soon you arrived at the event, a birthday party, a very private one as well. It was held at a country club you used to frequent as well, back during a different part of your life. Two guards stood out front, one holding a tablet. 

“Name?” The one on the left asked you, the moment you stepped up to them.

You gave them your name, and them checking, glancing at your photo that popped up before looking at you. It was very tight security after all. You hold both bags in one hand, before lowering your glasses and revealing your eyes so they can get a good look at you. The two men nodded, stepping out of the way and opening the door to the private club. They both tell you to enjoy your night, which you thanked them for before walking inside. At the reception of the country club, the lady at the desk smiled, before asking you where you were headed. There must have been multiple events being held during this time, you thought to yourself, no matter though.

You told her the name of your close friend, whose birthday it was today. She smiled, before pointing down the hall, telling you which hall is hosting the party. Smiling, thanking her before walking down yourself. You creaked the door open slightly, the sounds of people mingling together getting louder and louder as you did. The tables were mostly gone, making room for the tall tables designed for people to rest their drinks on. The meshing of gold and green, a garden-themed cocktail party. Vines decorated the walls, paired together with shimmering fake flowers. You smiled to yourself, once again, you thought, she goes all out. Towards the back, hanging a beautifully decorated table which deemed itself to be the gift table was a banner adorning her name. Wading through the crowd, smiling and waving at those you knew and excusing yourself past those you did not know. 

Jumping at the sudden attack behind your back, you heard familiar giggling as pink silk-gloved hands wrap themselves around you. The familiar giggling had you smiling even wider, placing your hands on top of her own, and turning your head to make eye contact with her. 

“I thought you weren’t going to make it!!” She whined in your ear, the smell of saccharine alcohol on her tongue. 

Smiling, you turned towards her fully, wrapping your arms around her in a hug, “of course I wasn’t, I couldn't miss your birthday for the world.”

She fully accepted your hug, letting you go but still keeping her arms around you. Immediately her eyes zeroed in on the gift you had in your hands. She squealed, immediately diving in to swipe it away from you, but you moved back with a quick step, laughing as she pouted once again. Your friend became very spoiled once alcohol tasted her tongue.

“I’ll place this on the gift table and you can open them tomorrow when you're much more yourself, okay?”

She pouted again, but nodded her head, telling you to stop by the cocktail table before finding the rest of your friends. You agreed, turning around to continue on your journey to the gift table. Getting the table, you placed your gift along with the rest of the massive and most expensive gifts as well. Once you did, you turned around, eyeing both the assortment of cocktails available already pre-made, along with an open bar making custom selections for those who didn’t like what was available. Walking over to the table, you looked over everything that was in front of you, and it all looked so good. Martinis, margaritas, and all the different assortment of colored drinks. Glancing over everything one more time, you decided on a gradient-like drink, clear on top with yellow settling at the bottom, decorated with ice at the top and a piece of rose vine and a small bud that had yet to grow into a full-fleshed rose. This specific drink came with its own straw. After carefully sipping it, approving of its taste, you cast your eyes to the crowds, looking for wherever your friends were congregating.

Catching sight of your friend’s frilly pink dress, you started to make your way to them, and then froze…

Standing there, over 6 feet tall, wearing a navy blue silk fitted shirt with matching slacks. You couldn't keep your eyes off of him, eyes seeing his familiar layered chains. When he’s not on the court, he’s always wearing them, especially the ones you got him. Your eyes landed on the biggest one of them all, recognizing it as the one you got him on his birthday, in the very shape of the ball he loves the most. When you left to spend it with him with what little time you had. His birthday was always during the volleyball season here, so you never got to do a more special celebration until the off-season. His ears were adorned with gold studs, face, and hair, and freshly cut, you took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. Aran Ojiro looked good, way too good for you to face him again. 

It was only six months ago that you even broke up with him. 

The season had just begun when you did so as well, which usually lasted about six months as well, but you weren’t expecting to see him so soon after. 

Before you could turn around, fall into the crowd and avoid the man, the birthday girl spotted you once again. She smiled, waving to you to come over, calling you by name. Almost immediately, the rest of your group followed her eyesight, including Aran. 

Damn her, you bitterly thought, forcing yourself to pick up your legs to walk over to the group. You kept your eyes on the birthday girl, forcing yourself to ignore the cryptic countenance Aran took the moment he laid his eyes. You greeted the rest of the group, giving hugs to the ones who came up for them, without spilling your drink. 

“It’s so good to see you, it feels like we haven’t seen you in forever!” Fumiya, who stood next to the birthday girl said. 

“I’ve just been… really busy!” You forced a smile on your face, taking another sip of your drink. 

“Yeah, busy throwing yourself into work and barely giving yourself a fucking break.”

The group knew of your recent break with the man not too far away, but it seemed the flowing alcohol stripped away all inhibitions. You could feel his eyes on your own the moment Fumiya said that, although you did your best to ignore it, as the group delved into further conversation. Before you knew it, your straw was sucking up remnants of water from the melting ice. You excused yourself from the group, deciding to go to the bar for a custom drink. 

Smiling at the bartender, you handed over the empty glass before looking over the cocktail menu, the more complicated it was as you looked further down and down the menu. Everything was covered by your friend’s fiance, who was also a very rich man completely in love with her. You looked over what was available, before deciding on a platinum passion, a very expensive drink, something you would never order on a day-to-day basis. As you waited, you could hear footsteps walking about behind you, mostly ignoring them until someone came up right beside you. 

“What would you like to order, sir?” You heard the bartender ask whoever was beside you. 

“Uh, lemme get a Moscow mule.”

Your eyes widened at the familiar voice beside you, but this time you couldn't help but glance to your right, seeing the same man you had been avoiding at all cost right beside you. The two of you locked eyes for a moment, and quickly you looked away, your manicured nails tapping against the open bar. 

“It’s been a while, huh?” You heard him say, knowing his words for you.

You took a deep quick breath, before deciding to speak, “yeah… yeah, it has.”

It went quiet all over again, the awkwardness settling in and suffocating the two of you. Soon the bartender that took your order came over with a tall glass filled with fizzling purple drink, topped with a beautiful orchid and a black straw to tie it all together. You took a sip of it, the taste of passion fruit and expensive champagne, with some sweet apricots mixed in, you could hardly taste the alcohol in the drink. Despite everything telling you not to, you couldn't help yourself, turning towards him. He was leaning against the bar, sipping away at his glass of vodka and ginger beer. Crossing your legs as you glanced over his form once more. You took another sip, watching him as he finished his drink with no stopping, handing his glass right back to the person at the bar. He ordered another one, and as he did, took the opportunity to get closer to you.

“How’s work been for you?” He asked, showing off his soft, sweet smile. 

“It’s been really good for me, I recently closed on a house and am currently setting up some open houses as well.” You said, smiling at the recent positive prospects at your job as a realtor. 

His smile got even bigger at that, which had you smiling even harder.

“How… How is the season this year? I didn’t really keep up with it as much as I wanted.” You said, looking away from him.

The two of you knew what that meant, but the two of you didn’t want to mention it, at least not right now. Nodding his head, he turned his head towards the bartender who gave him his drink. 

“The season was good, really good. I’m just… glad to be home for the time being until training.”

You nodded your head once again at that, “I’m glad... That you had a good season of course.”

As you took a sip of your drink and Aran did at the same time, you couldn’t help but wonder, how different the two of you would be if you hadn’t made the decision you did. Six months ago may not feel like a lot, but if you had asked yourself just fifteen minutes ago before you even laid eyes on him once again, you would have said you were over him. However, you’re here, staring your ex-boyfriend once again in the eyes, and realizing, how much you really missed him. 

Your stomach took on a sudden, heavy feeling of realization as you stood up straight, slightly startling the very same man your mind was in turbulence over. You forced a smile on your face.

“itwasreallynicetoseeyouAranbutihavetogo,” you mumbled down, placing your unfinished drink on the bar before racing past him as fast as you can without drawing much attention to yourself. 

You could hear him call out your name, but you ignored it, opting to open the doors leading to the endarkened hallway of the country club, into sudden cold air. Crossing your arms, rubbing your hands over your upper to provide some kind of warmth. You wanted to grab your phone, to call yourself an Uber or Lyft, whichever would get here fast when you eyed landed on your empty elbow which was supposed to hold your bag. You blinked once, once again, before relaxing you must have left it at the open bar, where you left Aran all high and dry from the… could you even call that a conversation?

Suddenly the door flew open right behind you, showing Aran, eyes wide open and holding two things in his hands. Your very bag that you were just worrying over, and the drink that you had left behind. Immidalet he spotted, his anxious form relaxing as he approached you. 

“You left this behind,” he said quietly, holding them out to you. 

As quiet as he was, you thanked him, taking the things from his hands. As you were about to walk away, Aran’s voice stopped you right in your tracks. 

“Did… did I make a mistake?”

His voice echoed through the hall, louder than he probably meant for it but it hits you nonetheless. Slowly you turned around, taking a deep breath and shaking your head at him. 

“No, it was… it was me, you were… perfect.”

He shook his head, taking even more steps towards you. You tried to step away but he just got closer, “I’m not accepting that, there has to be a reason why you would break up with me with no reason, no reason at all.”

You shook your head once again, “I’m not lying Aran.” You could say this a million times, the look on his face revealed that he wasn’t taking your answer. 

He took another step towards you, and you took another step back. Over again, you did this song and dance until your back hit the wall. You dropped your bag, while he took the drink back, placing it on the ground before standing back up. His tall form towered over you, arm resting above your head as he looked down at you. You could only give him one glance before looking away from him, your mesh-gloved hands trying to push him away from you. Heart pounding with your ears, body beginning to throb all over. Insanity on how he still had such an effect on you. 

A hand came under your chin, moving your face, “look at me,” his low voice mumbled, but it was loud and clear. 

You listened before anything could tell you to stop, looking up at his deep, dark brown eyes, shining with a multitude of emotions. 

“Aran…” you whispered, and that was the last thing you said before feeling lips on your own. 

Taking in a breath of surprise, you could help yourself, falling under his spell, returning the kiss with just as much vigor. The arm that was above you left its position, hand now resting softly on your cheek as his other hand came about your waist, his palms touching the open skin on the dress. Your own hands trailed up from his stomach, the feeling of his abs so familiar under you yet everything you've been craving for a long time. Hands now resting on the sides of his neck, you pulled him as close as you could. 

Slowly, you pulled away from the kiss, the two of you breathing heavily as you did. Suddenly you could feel his rough hands swipe something away on your face… liquid… oh, you’re crying. Sniffing, you tried to wipe away the rest of them but he wasn’t having that, taking both of your hands in one of his before whipping the rest of your tears with his other. Soon after, he took your bag off the ground, along with a drink. With nothing but a motion, he told you to finish up the drink. Nodding your head, you took the drink, tears still silently streaking down your face, as you sip down the rest. He took his phone and keys out of his pockets, before taking your free hand and guiding you out of the country club. You had finished the drink as you reached the receptionist's desk, which was now empty. Aran took the empty glass filled with ice, and placed it on the desk, leaving a small note before taking your hand and taking you right outside. 

It was quiet between the two of you as you walked outside into the cold. Almost immediately, you shivered, and Aran stopped in his tracks. He turned around, facing you, before shifting off his jacket. You tried to refuse the jacket, but he was having absolutely none of that, draping it across your shoulders before taking your hand and leading you right to his car. He unlocked the car, and opened the passenger side, gesturing for you to get inside, which you did. 

Making yourself comfortable within the familiar car, buckling in your seatbelt, as Aran jogged around, opening his own door before sliding inside the car. With a quick press of a button, sliding on his own seatbelt before pulling out of his parking space. With so much to say, and no clear way to say it, the car ride was silent as he drove the two of you to your– his apartment, or his loft, you would put it. As he suddenly turned a sharp left, his broad hand suddenly grabbed at your thigh, keeping you both in place as he turned. It was such a simple gesture but everything about it had your heart racing just like the event hall

Arriving at the parking deck, Aran pulled in, parked, and got out of the car. You knew better than to move, Aran jogging right back over to open your door. Holding his hand, you thanked him, watching him close the door behind you before locking the car. He handed you your bag and you held it as he held a tight grip on your hand, guiding you to the exit into the building. He knew you knew where to go, yet diced on keeping a tight grip on you, the two of you entering a dimmed hallway before heading down the hall to the left. Going down the familiar twists and turns of the loft building, the two of you arrived right in front of his door. Quickly, he unlocked the door, before taking you inside his place. Aran turned on the lights as you entered inside. Eyeing everything, it was just as you left it six months ago. 

Kicking off your heels, you placed them by the door as Aran went to the kitchen, telling you to take a seat on the couch. Despite everything within you, you listened, snuggling within his formal jacket, smelling of frosted apples, whiskey, and white oak. You waited for a few moments, before hearing movement and seeing him walk over to you with a glass hand, filled with water. He sat right next to you, slowly handing over the glass to you. You thanked him, taking a few sips of the water, the coolness relieving pressure building you didn’t know was building within you. Once you had enough, you placed the glass on the glass coffee table in front of you, before feeling your hands grab your own. He turned you towards, holding them close to his, placing a slight kiss on the mesh gloves. You relished in the feeling of his soft lips, the thin material allowing you to do so. Aran soon moved one of his hands around your waist, basically scooping you up and placing you right on his lap. 

“Talk to me, you know how these things go,” he murmured, “we didn't have a chance to because you broke things off right before I left and wouldn’t answer my calls or texts.”

You sighed, leaning into his hold, his arms locking you right into his lap. 

“You said it wasn’t something I did… was it something you did and you simply didn't want to tell me?”

“Did you stop loving me?”

You shook your head as well, denying that qualm as well. 

“Well then, if it’s not any of those, and you say it wasn’t something I did… what prompted you to do so, then?”

You took a deep breath, thumb aimlessly stroking across his fingers, “it wasn't something you did. More like, I made a decision that I thought was best for both of us.”

Confusion overtook his face as you shifted your body, straddling his lap so you could face him fully. You ignored the throbbing within yourself, shifting yourself up to get as close to him as you could. 

“You’ve always been a person of passion, it’s been your life since before I met you. I just… I just like I couldn’t keep up with you sometimes. You would want to do all these things when your home and I… couldn’t keep up.”

“We were on two different wavelengths to me, and I didn’t know how else to fix it.”

You could both feel and hear Aran take in a deep breath before sighing it out, all while his hands made mindless circles into the parts of your skin that were exposed. 

“So it was something I did,” he mumbled in your ear. 

You immediately shook your head, but he shushed, laying his head right on top of your shoulders. You moved your arms up, resting your hand straight on the back of his head, holding him to you. 

“I should have been more sensitive to what you were feeling,” he said, placing a kiss on top of your shoulder. 

You shook your head, “maybe I should have just told you what I was feeling, I was… scared.”

“Scared? Of what?”

You couldn't help but shrug your shoulders, “I… psyched myself into believing you wouldn't understand what I was feeling.”

“Now you know the last thing I would do is judge you, angel.”

You couldn't help but smile at the nickname, it’s been a while since you'd heard, it was your favorite one out of everything he’s ever called you. Aran continued to place kisses on top of your shoulders, moving closer and closer to your neck, His heated breath caused you to shiver within his hold, and your hands tightened around the back of his neck. You could feel your dress rising up with every movement you made, your body aching for him after so long. His movements went from your shoulder to your neck, laying careful but electrifying kisses all along it. 

Gasping his name, you curled into him, his hands soon sliding from your hips to your ass. He gripped at it tightly, and before you knew it, he got up with you still in his arms. You squealed, holding on to him tightly as he made a few steps before heading up his black cherry-wood stairs, heading up to his own bedroom on the second floor. The moment he arrived at the top, he took a few uck steps to the left before launching you right onto the bed, landing on the soft material. You scooted back a bit, resting again on your arms and the pillows as Aran began to unbutton his shirt a bit. The dark shirt slowly revealed his very well-fitted form, from years of volleyball. He threw his shirt to the side, before getting on the bed, climbing right on top of you. 

“I fucking missed you,” he mumbled into your skin, his hands dipping down under your rising dress. 

Breathless as he pressed his fingers against your panties, taking in the wetness staining them. He left a few kisses along your cheek before capturing another kiss, pressing himself as he did. You held his face in your hands as he kissed you, deeply, as if you were going to disappear right in front of him. The dress straps were slipping with every movement he made against you, the dress falling off all the same. He pushed himself in between your legs, allowing you to wrap them around his waist as well. His thick fingers slipped past your panties, two of them easing themselves deep inside you. Gasping within the kiss, unconsciously squeezing around them. Aran said nothing as he teases you, taking his thumb to rub slow yet deep circles in your clit, moving his fingers just as slowly. 

Slowly, he let go of the kiss, keeping his lips right next to your ear as his hollow deep voice whispered into it. He took in your squirms, your pleas for him to go faster, knowing this pace couldn’t do anything for you. 

“Relax for me,” his voice was soft but stern. 

You tried your best to listen to him, but your body still slightly trembled in anguish, wanting him to do more and more to you. Slowly he began to speed up, sating the building desire and frustration within you. Your legs had spread wider and wider, allowing him to hit deeper and deeper. At this point your dress had fallen off your dress, scrunching up and pooling around your waist. Dripping all over his fingers, your body quivered and shook, jerking as you cried out. 

You hear his voice speak up again, “you gonna come for me?”

Rapidly shaking your head, no words come to your head as your mind begins filling with brown noise. You could feel his body pressing against you, keeping the same rapid pace, with no sense of stopping. Squeezing around him, your hands came up around his upper arms, squeezing them so tight, your sharp nails dug dents into his skin. He paid it no mind, entrancing by the spaced-out look on your face. 

“Don’t hold back, angel.”

Eyes closing shut, your body convulsed, a loud gasp-like moan coming out through the room, arousal gushing out of all over your thighs and his fingers. You melted back into his hold and bed, mind floating and filled with noise. Slowly he pulled his fingers out, not being able to see him taking the two before lapping your juices up. Sono you felt hands right at your waist, pulling off the rest of the dress, along with your panties. Once the clothes were gone, you could feel those same hands pull right down towards him, matching up eye to eye with him. Aran placed one hand on your face, keeping the other one at your waist. He lowered his face down to you, whispering in your ear, 

“You okay angel?”

You nodded your head, and slowly brought up your arms to his face, holding his face in your hands. He accepted your soft kiss, his thumb rubbing affectionately against your cheek. Using your arm, you prop yourself up, pushing back against him as he rises up a bit. His hands went back down around your waist, before flipping the two of you with ease, you laying right on top of him. You swung your legs over his body as you let go of the kiss, straddling his lap. You reached down, unclasping his pants button before slowly pulling down the zipper. Slowly you stripped his pants away, revealing plain black boxers. You pushed his pants as far down as they could, Aran kicking off the rest of his legs and the bed. Your hands went on his boxers next, slowly peeling them back. Before you could even peel them down a quarter of the way, his thick cock sprung out, slapping against his abdomen. You peeled them down the rest of the way, scooting back a bit, leaning down with soft, wet kisses against his stomach, leading down to the tip. He let out small, soft gasps with every kiss you left. 

You relished every sound he made, tongue swirling and teasing him, knowingly teasing him just as he did you. Having had enough of your antics, Aran’s hands gripped at your shortened locs, no longer in the high ponytail you had for the part. You slowed him to slowly guide your head down his length, your hands wrapping around the rest of the length you couldn’t swallow. The moment his cock hit the back of your throat, he groaned, head thrown back. Bobbing your head up and down, droll dripping down onto his length. The sounds of his pleasure only fueled your actions further, your hand coming around to your lips couldn't reach. 

“So good, so fucking good for me,” he let out, using his hands to help guide down his cock. 

You moaned around him, causing him to jerk within your hold, heaving in and out. Just as quickly he had your entire being under his spell, you couldn't deny how much you released in the sounds Aran made for you. 

How could I ever part with him in the first place? You couldn't help but think to yourself, feeling his grip against your hair tighten, as if was beginning to brace himself. This didn't stop your movements and continued to swallow him down. He wants you as much as he could get out of his mouth, before the taste of slightly sour yet basic flooding your mouth. You swallowed all his cum, not letting up even after Aran let go of your hair. Taking a deep breath, you lifted your head off of his cock, placing wet kisses all along it. His hands suddenly grabbed your hips, dragging you right up to him. You hovered right over him, smiling as you looked down at his face. As you went down for another kiss, you could feel his own hands guiding your hips further down. 

Gasing, gripping his hands in sharp pain as he began to slowly sink his cock inside you. You begged for him to go slowly, hearing him whisper in your ear. 

“Breath through your nose, angel, I’ll go as slow as you need me to do.”

You nodded your head hanging onto every word that fell from his lips. It had been so long, and the fact he was so big was an even bigger contributing factor. Overwhelmed, your head dropped down to his chest as his hands moved from your hips to underneath your butt. Restricted in his movements, his grip on you was tight as he slowly lifted your body up and down. Your body lay against his, trying your best to relax as he slowly fucked you, allowing your body to get used to him once again. Aran whispered in your ears, guiding you through everything. Soon your painful gasps became filled with passion, your tight grip on his shoulders loosening up. Your own hips began to grind down. 

“Better?” he whispered, feeling your own hips begin to move against him. 

You let out a moan in affirmation, nodding against his chest before feeling him thrust up once. His pace began to quicken, beginning to repeatedly plunge into you. His every movement overwhelmed you, curling into the pleasure. Your hands roamed his chest, nails slightly digging into them as he ravished you through and through. The sounds of wet skin slapping against wet skin, the gush of your arousal soaking the both of you, dripping onto the bed. Suddenly, he lifted you up, rising above the bed. Quickly, you wrapped your arms around his shoulder and neck, holding on tight as he stood up, slamming your back against the wall. Head threw back in pleasure as he parted your legs widener, his grip on your thighs so strong he could leave bruises. 

Aran nuzzled against your neck, his hot heavy breath breathing shivers down your body. He nipped away at your neck, taking in every sound you made under him. 

“Soso good,” your words were slurring together, eyes rolling to the back of your head. 

“You’re taking me so well, angel, fuck I could fuck you all night,” he groaned into your ear, biting at it slightly at the end. 

Your body and voice cried out at that, expletives falling from your lips. He was hitting so deep, he could almost bruise your cervix with the pace he was going. You couldn’t complain, you had never felt more within a single moment. The number of marks you left on his body would definitely be noticeable tomorrow, but you couldn't care less about that. He continued leaving kisses along your neck, sucking and biting against the skin as well. Tension was inciting, building within you, your cunt throbbing and squeezing tighter and tighter around him. 

“I’m gonna, fuck I’m gonna⸺” you could barely finish your warning before the dam broke, cum gushing out of you, making a bigger mess than before.

“Oooh fuck,” your body shook and shuddered, letting out a loud moan as you came all over him, squirting all over you. 

Aran didn’t stop his movements for a second, fucking you through your prolonged orgasm. Your body twitches within his hold, incoherent words slurring together from your mouth. Just as quickly as he moved you from the bed, he pulled out for a moment, carrying you right back to the bed before sliding right back into you, your legs stretched to their maximum. You screamed, hands reaching for something ground as you could feel his fat tip press right against your cervix, 

“Too deep,” you squealed, overly sensitive from the orgasm you just had. 

He said nothing, his slams into you starting to become more erratic, his mind getting just as spaced out as your own. His body hovered over you, slamming into you with everything breath he had in him, face furrowed in concentration. You could do nothing but take the force of his pummels, mind floating and body tingling from everything around you. His sweat dripped down from his face, his chains falling in front of you, dangling above your face. 

With a sudden groan, “fuck⸺”, he slammed into you aimlessly a few more times, before going, his body laying right on top of you as he groaned into your neck. 

You could feel him filling you up, gasping as you did. In the back of your mind, you were thankful you were still on birth control. His body was sticky with sweat, sticking on top of yours as the two of you just lay there. He turned his head, moving it right back to your face, before laying soft and sweet kisses all over your face and cheek, completely different from the man who had just ravaged and relished in your every being. 

Slowly, he pulled out, the two of you hissing from the sensitivity as he did. You could barely move off the bed, only hearing his movements as he walked away from the bed. You could only sit with your thoughts, they began to run rough, wondering if he had suddenly regretted that before hearing his footsteps approach the bed. Suddenly, you felt something cold and wet along your inner thighs, pressing carefully into the sore places his grip got a little too tight. You smiled, this was familiar, reminiscing on the days past. Hissing at the sudden switch in sensations, but relaxing as the cold wet rag made your inner thighs better. Aran continued to wipe away the mess on your body, along with carefully pressing the rag against your pussy to allow for it to receive some relief. It helps you regain some of your strength, being able to watch him walk away into the bathroom to clean himself up. He kept the door open, allowing you to gaze and look at him as he did, watching the cold water drip down his body as well. 

He felt your eyes on him, turned around, and saw you keeping your eyes on every part of his body. Aran only smirked, turning away from you. 

“You better stop looking at me before I want a round two,” is all he said, turning on the sink and ringing out the rag. 

Your boisterous laugh echoed through the loft, flipping around in the sheets, which were still slightly wet. You heard the sink turn off, before seeing Aran walk over with a blanket and a silk wrapping in hand. Together the two of you laid the blanket down on the bed, before grabbing the thick, black comforter and wrapping yourselves in it, exhaustion hitting your body like freight trains. Aran took the silk wrapping, helping you place your hair into it before falling into the blankets.

Yawning, you could feel his strong arms wrap themselves sound you, pulling you into him. You turned around, snuggling into his physique, hands coming up right under your head to get more comfortable under him. You felt him place a kiss on 

You know you’re still in due for a long conversation concerning your insecurities within your relationship. How this situation even came to be was all about you getting into your head, along with other outside forces that you would rather not talk about. However, there was one thing you could come to a conclusion about when it comes to Aran Ojiro, you could never fully part with him. Even if your paths diverge at the end.

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DADDY OR MOMMY?

ft. aran, atsumu, && iwaizumi !!

cw. oral, teasing, humping, daddy n mommy kink duhh, dirty talk, praise, and back scratching !!

ARAN: He definitely has a daddy kink. This man is literally daddy omg. He loves to hear you call him that. It makes his cock throb so much and has his stomach filling with butterflies. When you jerk him off, your mouth stuffed with his cock, and he hears you say “am i making you feel good daddy?” he can’t help but groan at your sweet words and shake his head and praise you so so much. And when he’s horny, he would sit next to you and grab your hand, putting it on his boxers where you can feel his bulge. He would ask in the sweetest tone ever. “Wanna make daddy feel good hm? i miss ya so much baby.”

ATSUMU: He definitely has a mommy kink but not in the way you think. He likes to tease you with it. Coming up behind you whispering stuff in your ear like “I’m so horny mommy. Can ya help me out hm? I wanna feel mommys warm cunt around me.” God he even says shit like that in public. He’s insufferable. In the bedroom when you two are getting intimate, he says it every second lmao. “Mommy fuck, just like that. y’gonna make me cum fuck.” “Fuck i’m coming, wan’ me to fill ya up so ya can be a real mommy hm?” And when he’s fucking into you, he loves the feeling of your nails scratching down his back. “damn mommy, am i fuckin’ ya that good?” He just loves the expression on your face when he calls you mommy.

IWAIZUMI: Definitely loves when you call him daddy. He loves when you tease him with that word. He won’t admit it to you or to anyone in the matter but everytime it slips from your lips with that sweet voice of yours, it has him getting hard on the spot. He loves when you call him daddy when you guys are having sex. it’s a big turn on for him. He loves to hear your pleas of daddy go slower when he’s thrusting his thick cock inside your dripping cunt. He also loves when he goes down on you and you grip onto his hair pushing him more down on your cunt as you moan “daddy please! fuck, m’gonna cum daddy!” It definitely has him humping his cock into the mattress as he pleases you.

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   "Alright y'all this is a practice match no need to waste energy recklessly. Atsumu if you keep arguing you'll be warming the bench." You sigh walking over to Karasuno's managers.

    You introduced yourself. "Hey I'm (y/n), the manager." The brunette smiled slightly. "Hello I'm Kiyoko and this is Yachi." The smaller girl waved, you returned the gesture. "Having to handle a team of rowdy teenage boys is tough; that's why I got myself an assistant."

   You sigh dramatically. "Yeah but I couldn't do that to someone else." You both laugh as she takes in your appearance. "I like your outfit." You thank her, it wasn't nothing much just a white tank and some gray biker shorts.

   You expected to be moving around a lot, critiquing the boys and helping them get the balls; and no offense to the pretty girl but it was too hot to be wearing a damn tracksuit. You excused yourself heading almost across the court to get some water from the sports cooler.

   "I'm Daichi, the captain." A voice interrupts your sip holding a hand out. You shook his hand, the firmness of his grip had you thinking of other things as you stared at it. "I'm (y/n), the manager of Inarizaki." You look up catching him smile.

   "Ah I don't recall seeing you at the tournament; I think I'd remember a pretty face like yours." His smile so smooth and voice so deep you almost forgot you were 'working.' You giggled playing with the end of your twist.

   "Oh nah, I couldn't come I had some business to attend." He looks you up and down. "Aw that's a shame I would've loved to see you watching me win." You nudge his peck slyly trying to get a feel of his muscle, which he caught on.

   "You don't even know me." He smirks. "You could've been my good luck charm; I would've pinpointed you out." You laugh, face heating up as you tsked. "Stop playin." He looked at you pulling out his phone asking for your insta which you obliged.

   "Ayoo manager practice is over!" Kita yells out from somewhere in the gym. Daichi waves you off with a "I'll text you later." You grin waving back.

   "Soo manager what were you talking about with Karasuno's captain?" Atsumu poked. You sigh looking over him. "Nunya business." "They were flirting, laughing. She probably gave him her number." Another person giggled.

   "Suna how many girls are you cheating on? How many baby mamas? Ohh thought so with yo toxic ass, mind ya business stay on that phone." He hissed raising his hands in surrender. "Yo Aran you better get yo girl, she acting out."

   The bus laughs as you both tsk; You telling the boys to shut up and Aran looking out the window, face indifferent.

—

   "So you tryna make me look dumb now?" You were questioned as you set your shoes by the door and your bag on the couch. "Excuse me?" You continue down the hall until you're grabbed by the hand. "You excused."

   You snatch your hand from the boys hold. "Aran...boy don't play." He sneered at you. "Little girl don't play with me right now. The fuck you doing flirting with our rival team, making me look mad dumb earlier."

   Scoffing, you continue to your bedroom. "Boy…first of all don't little girl me, second i wasn't flirting, and third ain't nobody making you look dumb." He followed right behind you. "How the fuck does it look when my girl is fucking touching another nigga chest?"

   "As far as I'm concerned im single... You made it very clear this was a situationship, so I can do whatever I want." You shrug. His brows knit up as he jerks you back, pressing you up against a wall, hand pinned to your throat.

   "(Y/n), bruh, you gon learn to stop fuckin with me." You push at him, he didn't budge so you suck your teeth. "Don't bruh me, I ain't your brother or one of your little friends."

   "You stay trying me. Bet." He let you go before pulling his shirt over his head. "Undress. Get in the bed." You did what he said not wanting him to throw a fit.

   You couldn't lie to yourself you was getting hot, and you loved making Aran mad but his ass was gonna have to learn to be direct with you or you'd bust it open for whomever you wanted...and Daichi was kinda fine.

   He sat at the head of your bed only in his briefs as he stared at you, stroking his dick from the outside. You bit your lip, he was trying to bait you but it wasn't gonna work today, you were too stubborn.

   "Whatchu at my crib for anyways? Ain't you got stuff to do? Girls to play with?" You study him, arms crossed making your boobs press together, he licked his lips slowly eyeing you. You almost creamed.

   He sucked his teeth. "Man (y/n) why you gotta play so much?" He pulled you forward onto his lap as you retaliate, pressing your finger to the side of his temple. "I don't be playin with you Aran, in fact you be testing me." He smirk, hands resting on your hips.

   "So that's why you tryna make me jealous?" "I ain—" you’re interrupted by your phone notifications going off and Aran is quick to grab it before you, reading the message aloud.

   "You got niggas texting you now?...'So wassup do you want a relationship or a fwb cuz I'm down for whatever'...?" He paused staring at your phone then at you before putting it back on the nightstand.

   "So wassup with you? You ain't tell this man we together?" You shrug. "Cuz we not." His eyebrows are furrowed as his hand is once again on your neck. "Yo lips so pretty but all you do is talk shit. Suck my dick, do something useful."

   You pull his briefs down lowkey marveling in it. His dick was a pretty two tone brown his tip the lighter shade as it stood at 8 inches, fat and heavy. Your thumb ran across his tip spreading the pre so his dick looked like it had a nice glaze.

You kitten lick the tip hearing him hiss. "Cmon now suck this dick like you mean it." He watch your tongue curl around his tip before going down getting his whole dick wet as you fondled his balls.

Y'all maintained eye contact when you lifted off of him, rubbing his tip against your puffy lips before spitting. It ran down his length, you rubbed it in twisting your fist around him. His eyes rolled back, letting out loud groan, you plunge down taking him all in.

"S-shit that's what 'm talkin bout." He looked at you observing how your lips puckered around his dick, biting his lip. You moaned the sound rumbling through Aran's core. He pulled you off of him kissing you deeply, his tongue dominating yours.

You pull away, getting air, a string of saliva connecting you both. He drags you onto his lap, hand going to your soaked pussy as he placed hickeys on your neck and shoulders. "Why you do this to me girl? You like how I fuck you when I'm mad?"

Letting out a heavy sigh you bit your lip, his fingers rubbing in between your folds, circling your clit. "Yea but you gon have to start claiming me or I'll find someone who will." He stared you in the eyes nodding his head a soft "Bet." leaving his plump lips.

   It happened so fast, you arched your stomach on the bed, Aran behind you. You could feel his print in between your cheeks as he plays with the globes of your ass. He moved his dick rubbing it against your pussy teasing you.

   His tip repeatedly bumped your clit, you were beyond horny but you couldn't give in so quickly, especially when his tip caught your hole almost going in. "Fuck Aran if you don't fuck me right now imma call over Daichi. I ain—"

   The air is knocked out of your lungs, his dick sat inside of you uncomfortably, his tip pressing your cervix. Your back is arched deeper from the pain. He bent over your form, hand snaking your throat, biting your shoulder before he growled out.

   "Yo (y/n) fuck allat shit. Must think it's fun to play with me or something, speaking another nigga name while my dick in you." You finally caught your breathe one of your hands reached back to push him away a little as you cried out.

   "Fuck you hittin my cervix Daddy~ 'm sorry, 'm sorry." He chuckled sarcastically, gyrating his hips making you inhale sharply. "Ohh you sorry now? Gon stop fuckin around?" You mutter yes's and sorry's. He pulled out a bit, you could breathe now, he kissed your cheek then your mouth sloppily.

   He slowly circled his hips, the wet slapping sounds made you heat up, you moaned as the pain that once stifled your lower stomach turned into pleasure. He kissed the few tears that fell down your soft face. "That's what I thought."

   Your pride rolled its eyes internally as you whine. "It's not fair you can talk to other people but I can't." You hear him suck his teeth, feeling a particularly sharp thrust. "I ain't entertaining nobody."

   You didn't say anything but it's like he could hear your inner thoughts. He sat up hands gripping your waist ramming into you making you lurch forwards gripping your sheets as you moan.

   "This all yo dick baby, you don't gotta trip." He felt you tighten around him. "You like hearing me say that baby? This yo dick. All of it." You continue to moan, you tried not to release so quickly, feeling that familiar pressure building up.

   "M yours too Daddy~ 'm sorry f-for talking to him." Your eyes roll, so close to the edge, Aran could feel the sporadic clenching of your pussy making him grin, slowing a little to precisely hit your sweet spot.

    "Yea baby I know. And when I tell you don't talk to another nigga unless I let you—" You trembled, your orgasm was gonna hit you hard, you both knew that as Aran continued hitting your spot with precision. "I! Mean! That! Shit!"

   "A-aran~ fuck fuck fuck!" You buckled, pussy squeezing Aran's dick tightly, your body flopped forward, trembling, ass in the air still. Aran pulled out jerking his dick off, three pumps later You hear him groan, feeling warm splotches fall on your ass. "Ahhh~ fuucck!"

  Your eyes felt heavy, hearing movement in the back before soon feeling a cool sensation, Aran was wiping you down from your slick in between your thighs to his cum on your backside. When the rag left your body you fully laid in the bed, Aran coming to lay behind you, throwing the cover over y’all in the now cold room.

   He pressed his head into your shoulder. "We been together together. I just didn't know you wanted labels 'n shit." You sigh. "Aran you are a fine ass black athlete bitches are gonna throw themselves at you regardless.”

You continue. “It may be my insecurity talkin but I would feel comfortable knowing that some would back off if they knew we was official; to know I’m the only person you messin’ with."

   "Bet." He pulled out his phone snapping a picture.

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—

   He turned to face you kissing you softly. "We official now. So drop that fuck nigga from earlier." You smile wrapping your arms around his waist.

   "I wasn't gon text him back anyways."

𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖣𝖮𝖭𝖳 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅, 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾. ©𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅

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[pearl-blue-musings]

Hey Elle! I hope you're doing well. I just saw the post about wine night (sorry I'm late!). I have the perfect scenario for this! Aran Ojiro is amazing. He's such a sweet calm presence that I appreciate. Whenever I'm stressed, he’s always there to talk it out. That said, sometimes he has to give me physical touch, whether it be a nice bear hug, or even better: a massage. Sometimes it's so good I fall asleep but other times it ignites something more passionate 😏 For him, I think of Baekhyun's song "All I Got". A thoughtful, tender passion with love ❤️

Hi my dear!!!! Sorry I’m getting to this late but I promise it’ll be worth it 🥰💜

Your breathing is erratic as your chest heaves up and down. The tremble in your thighs matches the tremble of your lips as you try to bite them. Your fingers grip sweat soaked sheets as your back arches off the mattress.

“I need you to use your words, sweetheart. Is this helping?”

Aran Ojiro’s eyes lock into your expression, hoping to find your response. His firm hands rub at the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, humming against your lower lips. You find yourself eagerly nodding and whining behind closed lips. A soft pinch comes to your inner thigh and you force your eyes open. “I believe I said,” he kisses at your wet hole, “to use your words.” He slowly inserts a finger with a subtle kiss to your clit. “Is this relaxing?”

“Yes! Yes,” you wail out finally, “it’s helping! P-please keep going.”

When Aran is determined to make you feel better, his focus is like a hawk. His hands that are usually used for intense spikes are gentle and careful as they caress your skin. Aran loves the feel of your skin under his fingertips and knows it’s something that calms you down after a stressful day. Just like today. “Good girl. You’ve been working so hard. Now, scream how I’m making you feel amazing.”

Elle’s Wine Night!

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[kyosmommy]

MINORS DNI

This contains: recording and photos during sex, mirror fucking, obviously smut

“smile for the camera baby” He held the phone up to the mirror with one hand, chim resting on your shoulder. The other stuffed in your cunt running fast and tight circles on your clit.

His legs hooked over yours holding you open for the camera. Lips exploring your neck and jaw, making eye contact with you through the mirror.

“you like being recorded, don't you doll” His fingers collected some of your slick, holding it up to you and spreading his fingers making it drip a little. He huffed into your ear, “I can feel it”.

Without a thought he shoved his fingers into your mouth and pressed down on your tongue, making you gag a little. You could taste yourself, a small satisfied hum left your lips. He slid them out, a string of saliva still connecting you. His cock twitched, you could make him feel so good without even trying. A small bead of pre cum ran down your back.

“Always so messy”

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[merakidoll]

submissive men - (ice)

he hated giving away his control. he hated how his body loved when you would tie, and blindfold him, making him have to trust you - which he did, but a little more than before. even with this hatred of being submissive, he whined and moaned with each gag you made on his cock. the cool ice swishing around him, while your throat fucked it’s length so deep that a small print showed

“t-too much b-babyy” he stumbled over his words leaning back against the chair that held him captive needing something to get him out of this - out of this hasty submissive state that his body loved. he held himself back not wanting to give you the satisfaction of his cum, you were his good girl- this was supposed to be you!

“n-no” he cried out no longer being able to hold it in when one hand massaged his balls and the other pinched the hard, sensitive nipples. “fuckinghateyouu - SHIT!” screaming, he began to see stars behind the silk eye cover, his body shaking, toes curling, limp dick going back hard just from a subtle kiss you placed on the mushroom tip once you swallowed the sweet cum.

tauntingly giggling at him you kissed his chest, and neck, the soft plump lips, all the way to his ear where you let words that made him instantly cum on command. “what’s next good boy? how about wax?”

eren, onyankopon, reiner, toji, nanami, aran

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[nysrage]

drabble drabble drabble!

aran loved eating you out, he found the most pleasure when he nestled his head between your thighs. settling right in front of your sex and watching as it pulsed for him. just for him to dive in seconds later and feast as if he hadn’t eaten in months. thick tongue pushing past the two toned lips of your pussy and giving it a long wet lick, slurping up all the slick he gathered along the way. “mm, taste so good baby..” moaning against you and giving himself a quick taste as you whimpered and moaned above him. “a-aran.. stop teasingg” watching every move he makes as he begins to eat you out deliciously. legs instantly closing around his head until he gives that soft brown thigh a firm slap, “open, y’know how i like em’ baby” spreading those plush thighs and holding them up to your chest. “good girl..”

biting at your lip as he dives back in and begins tongue fucking you while his middle and index fingers are busy circling your clit at a slow steady pace just before he stops to give it a soft kiss. doing it again and again until he’s messily suckling on that pulsing clit of yours as he teasingly runs his fingers over that hole that wants to be filled so desperately. “ouu, f-fuck daddy keep eating’ just like thattt!” voice dripping in arousal, body heating at the building pressure in your tummy as he enjoys his meal. he’s scanning that sexy body of yours and he rubs all over your thighs and chubby tummy. your face twisted up in pleasure as you tug at the coils of that fresh temp fade. “eyes on me pretty girl” eyes meeting his just as he slips those two fingers in.

“mhm, watch daddy make this pussy cum..” relieving that feeling of emptiness that sent your hips bucking, tongue flicking down at that clit of yours with every buck of your hips as aran curls those fingers deep within and tapped at your walls. “m’ cumming araa—” voice breaking into a silent scream as your toes curl and eyes settle in the back of your head while he sucked your soul from your body, legs shaking in his hold as he gulps down the creamy essence spilling out of you. “meal cant get no better than this..”

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[dilfl0v3rss]

poly basketball player ony and aran

YES

having two very successful professional athletes as your boyfriends was a blessing and a curse. they were caring, smart, passionate about what they were doing, and gave you everything you could ever dream of having. there hasn’t been a day where you felt any less of the queen you already are and from the outside looking in, these men were calm and delicate when it came to you. always around to keep you safe and happy. you were as happy as can be with them, but every relationship has their issues. the main one in yours was their competitiveness.

“i won nigga get off the sticks and go wash the dishes” aran yelled, pointing to the kitchen where you were standing. you had told them an hour ago to wash the dishes and instead of just doing it, they decided to bet a game of 2k on it. the yelling and screaming coming from the living room irritated you so much that you washed them on your own to try to drown out the noise. as ony walked up to you, his tall figure already saw over your head that the dishes were done. a remorseful look on his face as he leaned down to give you a kiss on the cheek. “my fault mama, thank you” you rolled your eyes, ignoring him before walking towards your room.

this was a constant thing in your house whether it be who dressed better, who was smarter, who should get the bigger plate during breakfast, and the most common, who loved you more.

“i love her so much, i bought her a plane when her flight got delayed” ony smirked as he talked, his big hands rubbing on your back as you laid your stomach on his thighs, the rest of your body laying on aran’s lap. his big hands rubbing all over you ass while he replied. “that ain’t nun nigga. i love her so much, i bought her a house in every state so she don’t ever gotta worry about sleeping in a hotel when my matches are far away” ony rolled his eyes at his boyfriend, giving him a “duhh” look before replying. “how you think she be getting to the houses nigga? she takes the plane….dumbass” aran looked away, an embarrassed look on his face as he thought about what ony just said.

“well my dick is bigger nigga, now what?” the dark skin male laughed, his hand leaving your back to cop a feel of aran's manhood. he gave him a knowing look. “be furreal nigga y'know my shit bigger. that was cute tho” you rolled your eyes, sighing loudly as you got up from the both of them. “ohh my goddd do y'all ever just shut up?” you spit before walking away to your room. before you reached the door a small smirk graced your features as you came up with an idea to help them get along. “both of y'all dicks is little so ion even know why y'all arguing furreal”your words brought a mix of confusion and anger to both of their faces before ony and aran turned to look towards each other. silently communicating there next actions before getting up and making their way towards you. “we gon see about that”

your boyfriends argued almost everyday, using there bantering as a way to show their love for each other. you knew they'd never downplay each others love for you for real, always in the others defense in the media when different blogs would try to put them against each other. they always saved their arguing for when they were in private or in the comfort of their home and when at home there was only one way to shut them up.

“mhmm i know ma” aran mumbled as he listened to your pretty whines. his big hands outstretched on your ass while you made out with ony. all three of you sat on your knees as aran fucked you from behind and you stroked ony's dick in front go you with your pretty hand, your other hand on ony's his shoulder to keep yourself from falling over. “how she feel baby?”he moaned as he felt your hand tighten around him. aran matched his boyfriends moan with one of his own. “good...fuck...real good da” his dick twitched inside of your wet walls as he watched his the darkskin male tightly grip your neck before giving you a sloppy kiss. ony's eyes never left aran's as he let his tongue slide in and out of your wet mouth.

aran knew was ony was doing, purposely teasing him to bring him closer to his orgasm, but he had just the thing for that. his big brown hands gripped your hips before he started deepening his strokes, his pace increasing to get you to moan into ony's mouth just the way he loved. "aauughh fuck papa m'finna cum" you whined, your hand slowing to a stop on ony's dick as you felt your orgasm approaching. before you knew it, there was a hard slap brought to your ass by aran, his thrusts never faltering as he spoke. “don't stop touching him mama, daddy gotta cum too” a smirk grew on ony's face at the interaction, his dick twitching in delight at your obedience when you brought your hand back to him.

you were enjoying every minute of this. letting the men you love take control over your body and bring you to some of the best orgasms you'll ever received. ony squeezed your neck, pulling you from your thoughts as he brought his lips to your ear. “throw that shit back mama, make em feel real good so he can fill you up. you want papa to fill you up right?” you quickly nodded your head, listening to his command instantly. the feeling of your ass meeting his thrusts made aran moan, his release getting closer and closer as he felt your arousal begin to drip to the sheets. your walls fluttered repeatedly as you felt your orgasm begin to rush through you. "m'cummin oh my god m'cumminnn" your pretty cry brought ony to his orgasm as well, his dick pushing out thick streams of cum that rolled down his tip and onto your hand.

aran began to deepen his thrusts, using your release as lubricant to move quicker inside you. “fuck mama ima give you all this nut, hold still f'me” you tried your best to listen, stilling you body from shaking in overstimulation as you felt all of his inches move in and out of you. as aran fucked you, you watched ony make his way to his side, letting you fall to the bed before giving aran a sloppy kiss on the lips. his hand rubbed up and down aran's chest just the way he liked as he continued to let his tongue dance inside his mouth. in no time he was cumming, his thick load shooting into you had he slowed his thrusts. “thank you da” aran sighed as he caught his breath. ony gave him another slow kiss on the lips, his hand still on his chest as he spoke. “of course baby”

as they brought their attention to you, they noticed that you were already asleep. chuckles flew from both of them as they got off the bed to clean up. “where you goin?” aran asked as he watched ony begin to carry your towards the bathroom. “we finna take a bath while you clean the sheets” the brownskin man sucked his teeth before walking towards your sleeping form in his boyfriends arms. “you took a bath wit her last time, you said you was gon take a shower wit me this time after we bathe her together” ony rolled his eyes, before turning back around to go in the bathroom. “that was before you made me wash your dishes nigga” aran opened his mouth to argue but was cut off by your sleepy, annoyed voice. "if y'all don't shut up y'all gon be together on the couch" the two men looked at each other, silently communicating that they did't want to have to share a couch between their big tall bodies.

“my fault ma”

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[verslxt]

paring : aran x fem bodied!reader

warnings : aran's a little sweet heart, implied arguments and hella aftercare

authors note : as you guys can see i'm now in a relationship!! and you'll be getting two kinktober posts today. I LOVE YOU BITCH

you sat on the couch upset from your husbands ways with volleyball. watching some footage from high school when you two first started dating. you could always tell from the footage if you were there or if you weren't. he played harder when you were at the games

later you walked into the bedroom giving a quick glance over to the bathroom where you heard the shower water running. aran was getting ready for his flight for tomorrow because of a volleyball promotion thing. he told you about it as soon as he got off the call with the organizer of the whole thing

you heard the water shut off as you were getting ready to go to bed. no matter how mad at him you were you always wore his sweatshirt or at least one of his shirts to bed. you decided that you wanted to sleep without pants because arans just a personal heater.

later on in the night you and aran still haven't said a word to each other as he wraps his arms around you and snuggles his head into your neck "i'm sorry" he said smoothing out some of your hair. you turned around to face him "it's okay baby" you lied to him. it wasn't okay. you wanted to cherish your time together but instead its all spent fighting and with him away at volleyball. aran knew you were lying

now your legs are on his shoulders feeling him pound into you at a slow pace making sure that you two could really feel how much you two loved each other. he moved your legs down you his hips and leaned down to kiss you softly. you kissed back your hands holding the sides of his face. just taking in how handsome he was

"when'd you get so handsome" you said pressing a kiss to his lips as he smiled and let out a breathy laugh still rutting his hips against yours "when'd you get so beautiful hm?" he smiled and pressed a kiss to your neck. you smiled and moaned out as aran hit your sweet spot.

"making you feel good pretty girl?" he said smiling leaning back up. you let out a breathy moan and a short nod letting him know that he was truly making pretty girl feel so good. aran smiled as he felt your walls contract around him. your hands found your hair your fingers weaving through your hair

your tits bouncing with ever thrust aran made up. aran down at you as the knot in your stomach finally snapped and you came all over his cock. your hips bucked up as aran continued thrusting. aran pulled out and came on your stomach.

aran pulled his discarded boxers up off the floor and pulled them up. then he went into the bathroom and grabbed a rag and poured some warm water over the rag he came back after he wringed it out to clean his cum off your tummy. he cleaned all the cum off of your tummy and he pulled your sports bra back on and pulled his shirt back over your head. he grabbed you new panties and he smiled down at you giving you another kiss on the lips

god you loved arans make up sex so much

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