#bokuto x reader are friends

[kiwanopie]

Strawberry Jam

Your best friend has a sweet tooth.

cw: college!bokuto, oral(f!receving), dubcon, manhandling if you squint. 1.3k

“Ah shit!” Bokuto frowns. “I dropped my pencil.”

You absently hum at the sound of his voice from the ledge of your laptop. “Hm-?”

The sound of a skidding chair barely disrupts your line of focus from where it’s locked on your midterm - but the sound of his head knocking a bit against the underside of the table does pull a little chuckle from you. You glance at your keyboard through a few dull taps on your mousepad, but at the very least you’re considerate enough to mumble a quiet ‘You okay?’

Bokuto makes a huffy little whining sound that you opt to ignore in favor of letting your best friend crawl about the carpet like a mouse. Patting his palms against the plush nylon of your bedroom floor as he searches for his pencil, and you’re really no help when you make less than an effort to move your legs as he knocks against them.

The blue light turns the darkening room behind you a washed navy, whatever he just knocked his back against just unplugged the desk light. “You can just borrow one of mine y’know.”

“But this one’s special! It has my name engraved on it and everything!”

“Why would you-“ You spam the backspace bar for a loud couple clicks. “Why would you buy something like that if you know it’s gonna get shaved away anyway?”

“Because it’s cool… And I’ll know if someone steals it!”

Bokuto roots for the little punctures on the outlet through a few messy jabs of his fingers. “Your room eats up all my stuff.”

The fact that you can physically hear him pouting is enough to make you wanna audibly scoff. Especially when his little nest across the hall has already swallowed up a pair of your headphones, a few mismatched socks, and a volume of that manga you’ve been collecting since last spring. And anyways, it’s totally his fault. He’s the one who keeps treating your room like a second bedroom. You can’t even sift through your hamper without finding some of your clothes mixed up with his.

But instead of making that point, you pull a little piece of skin off your bottom lip that tastes metallic when you tuck it under your tongue, switching tabs to double check your sources and mumble a little sarcastically under your breath. “Sorry ‘bout my room eating your stuff.”

The way the room bursts into a warm haze barely phases you anymore than the hollow tap of thin wood clinking just before your feet. If Bokuto’s gasp should mean anything, a number two pencil gets to live to see another day.

“Find it?”

“I found it!”

Bokuto snorts at your halfhearted ‘Hoorah.” as he turns on his knees to crawl out from under the table. Blithely grunting his way through the cramped little space, but stopping on the heel of his palm when he notices something.

“Oh, hey!”

“Hmm?”

He ducks his head for a better view of your skirt. “What’s up with these undies?”

“Hm? Oh.” You lift your back a little, even still your eyes are locked on the screen. “You got a problem with Strawberry Shortcake?”

“No, I like them! They’re cute.”

You blow a tickled breath out through your nose. You should kick him for being a perv and peeking up your skirt. But really you’re just thankful he didn’t tease you for being childish after you just ragged on his special pencil.

Your elbow digs into the desk with a squeak as you rest your jaw in your palm, your voice is an absent drone. “Thanks, they’re strawberry flavored.”

The shift key clicks as you start a new paragraph.

And then your knees are colliding with the table. “Wha- They’re not actually strawberry flavored!”

The way you startledly flinch is hardly enough to deter Bokuto’s hot mouth from the front side of your panties, but the way he hums - runs a thorough lick through your clothed slit and pulls away, makes it hard for you not to outwardly shutter. “They’re not? No way, I totally taste it.”

“Bokut-“ You lay your hand against his scalp when he leans in to dig his nose in. “Don’t just start doing something like that out of nowhere!”

Wow, he’s really slobbering all over those poor things isn’t he? “Y’want me to stop?”

“N-…No, but-”

He digs his tongue in with a fervor.

It’s a few tempered licks before he’s finally reaching forward to tug your panties to the side, molten tongue massaging attentively over your clit as the way he’s all but mushing his head into your soaked cunt inclines you to scoot into your seat. - Although the distance is short lived. You’re helpless to stop him when he uses his weight to push the chair back enough to lift his head freely, and you're all but yanked onto your back as he secures your legs over his shoulders, lifting on his knees to eat you out from a better angle.

The position is a little awkward but the sensation is incredible. This guy is drinking you up like it’s all he knows how to do. The angle opens you up from top to bottom, his tongue doesn’t leave a spot untouched. You’d almost be embarrassed with all the noise you’re making, but his drunken moans are a contest to yours.

“Ko, you’re-“ Oh god, your poor chair. “You’re… making such a mess…!”

He makes a gluttonned sound of indignation. “S’your fault. ‘Pussy tastes so good…”

You whine. That’s your best friend talking to you like that. You don’t even know where this came from. One minute he’s a bumbling teddy bear, rooting around your carpet for his stupid novelty pencil, the next he’s-

“You’re g’nna cum in my mouth?” He noses your clit. “Gonna let me drink your cum? Yeah?”

You claw at the arms locked over your thighs. “Koutarou! K-Ko! Fuck… Oh my god…”

“You taste so fucking sweet. What kind of friend holds out on another when they know they’ve got the-“ The way he spits on your messy cunt makes your pretty eyes roll. “Most perfectest pussy in the whole wide world?”

That’s not a word. But you get the sentiment. Especially when he punctuates it by circling his middle finger around your tight little hole and eases it in with his tongue pressed against your clit. Deep guttural groan that reverberates throughout your entire body at the way your cunt suckles on his finger, gushing for him so eagerly that you start to drip down his arm. Your pretty pussy seems intent on making him fall in love with it. Love struck even when he slides another finger in. And it’s all he can do not go mad when you start to drunkenly hump into his face.

“Oh god, Ko! Fuck me! Fuck me!”

Bokuto moans as your legs lock behind his shoulders, you’re so fucking hot he could die. “Mhm! Mhm!”

He’s rocking into you so thoroughly with his fingers that the chair starts to creek. The way the veins in his arm deliciously pop is enough to send you over the edge. “Ohhhh fuck! Cumming! m’ cumming!”

Bokuto sloshes his tongue over your clit as you spasm around his fingers. Wet noises double in volume as he continues to fuck into you, even when your leg kicks up from the amount of overstimulation. He just barely gives when you start to push his head away.

“Sorry, sorry!” Bokuto raises his head. “You’re just too fucking good.”

He helps you shimmy your sodden panties down your legs as you tiredly upright yourself in your seat, kissing your knee for good measure. “Hey, we’re still friends right?”

You nod. Though your throbbing clit says otherwise. “Yeah, you’re still my buddy.”

“Yay!” And you could almost giggle at how happy-go-lucky he can still look with your cum all over his face.

He holds your soaked underwear in his hand and they squish a little in his palm. “Can I keep these?”

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[etoiile]

boys who are known as talkative and loud but go completely silent the minute a word falls out of your mouth. they hang onto every word you say and listen completely and carefully while his friends are just sitting there shocked at his quietness.

"huh? yeah, he's pretty quiet! he's a good listener."

"girl. NO HE'S NOT"

itadori, bachira, hinata, bokuto, and ur other energetic favs <3

©etoiile

#ami writes 💌 #idk if this counts as writing bc its js a thought but idc #was thinking abt this bc it literally happened to me #i thought this guy was like pretty quiet and js a listener in general and then his friends were like no he never shuts up and i was like hu #itadori x reader #itadori fluff #itadori headcanons #bachira x reader #bachira fluff #bachira headcanons #hinata x reader #hinata fluff #hinata headcanons #bokuto x reader #bokuto fluff #bokuto headcanons

[khrysomallos]

bestfriend! bokuto who says “we can share!” when he notices you looking at his food

bestfriend! bokuto who stands in front of you while you pee in a bush on a night out, so no one sees you

bestfriend! bokuto who supports you whenever you mention a knew hobby, and research’s it himself so he can talk to you about it

bestfriend! bokuto who says “pinkie promise me?”

bestfriend! bokuto who texts you “i got home safe!” after he walked you home (because no way is he letting you walk home alone)

bestfriend! bokuto who says “hey is that guy bothering you?” whenever you bump into an object and puts his arms in front of you, always making you giggle

#haikyuu bokuto #haikyuu #bokuto koutaro x reader #bokuto kōtarō #bokuto x reader #bokuto kotaro #bokuto kotaro x reader #best friend Bokuto #haikyuu!! #bokuto x y/n #bokuto koutarou #bokuto fluff #fluff #headcannons #bokuto headcanons #kaity writes

[delwrites]

Haikyuu! Masterlist

-bokuto

plus size!reader headcannons

-akaashi

roommate!akaashi headcannons

-atsumu

best friend to lovers headcannons

-kenma

cosy rain day drabble

touch headcannons

-tsukishima

ignoring him (angst to fluff)

-suna

best friend!suna headcannons

-asahi

doing his hair headcannons

-smau oneshots

calling him pretty texts part one (akaashi, noya, kenma, tendou)

calling him pretty texts part two (oikawa, bokuto, kuroo, hinata)

ignoring them (akaashi, bokuto) fluff!

trying to make plans with kenma...

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu texts #haikyuu x yn #akaashi x reader #bokuto x yn #bokuto #best friends to lovers #bokuto x chubby reader #bokuto x reader #x plus size reader #haikyuu kenma #haikyu #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu asahi #haikyuu tsukishima #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu smau #haikyuu social media au #haikyuu x chubby reader #haikyuu x plus size reader #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x you

[luvring]

UNIVERSITY WITH BOKUTO

gn!reader | late bokuto birthday post. kyaaa.. sorry for using sociology btw. i’m coping

university student!bokuto who you meet the first day of classes. it was hard not to notice him on the train, nor how you seemed to be taking the same path. you’re speed-walking down a pedway—just a few minutes from being late—when his eyes flicker over to you. “we were on the train together, right? i thought it was funny we started walking the same way. what class are you going to?” he asks with a smile.

and it’s a cute smile, but you wish it wasn’t because you’re starting to run out of breath and you don’t think the one you flash back is anywhere near as easy. “sociology with, uh, philip.”

your new-found acquaintance lights up. “really? me too!”

“yeah, i had him last year and he was really good,” you reply. and maybe it’s the adrenaline, or the way he seems so friendly despite how little you’ve spoken, but you decide to introduce yourself first.

the stranger grins again. “it’s nice to meet you,” he says your name hesitantly, as if testing it out for the first time. “i’m kotaro!”

university student!bokuto who has an impressive skill for keeping small talk going in a way that isn’t awkward or miserable. he sits across from you on the train every morning you have class—taking the side that keeps you from squinting at the sun, which, of course, garners a thank you—and talks about anything and everything. he tells you about his other courses, asks for yours, what you had for breakfast, whether you prefer pancakes or waffles, and even describes how he likes to drizzle on designs with his syrup. (one of his favourites was a wonky little owl, and kotaro swears he managed to draw mario once—or at least his long-lost twin.)

it’s easy talking with him, and even when you want to skip and sleep in, you find yourself getting ready, just in hopes of seeing him again.

university student!bokuto who has a pad of sticky notes in his backpack, filled with reminders and drawings and scribbles from testing if a pen has ink left. the professor is going over the syllabus when you turn to see his brows furrowed, pen doing something on the paper. you have to stop yourself from smiling too big when kotaro passes you a note—a little doodle of the you holding hands and cheering, “SOCIOLOGISTS! >:)” written in block letters above. you have a collection growing by the end of the first two weeks.

bokuto who offers to hang out with you while you wait for your next class, and even walks you there when you’re ready. forty minutes—it’s an awkward amount of time where you can’t really do anything, or sit outside the room to wait, so having someone with you is always nice. you’ve just sat down when you remind him again, “you could just go home, kotaro. you don’t have to wait for me.” and kotaro shakes his head, taking a sip of his drink before replying. “you can’t get rid of me that easy. i like spending time with you, anyway, so don’t worry about me.”

bokuto who stops mid-bite of his lunch when you use his nickname for the first time. “kou, did you get napkins?” you try to ask casually, ignoring how foreign the name feels on your tongue. kotaro stares, cheeks filled on one side with rice. “…kou?” “huh? oh, yeah! uhm.” he fumbles, but manages to hand them over. you thank him quietly and he smiles. he considers himself lucky that you’re looking down at your food, and can’t see how he’s holding back what could possibly be the biggest grin of his life.

bokuto who casually mentions his birthday is coming up, much sooner than you’d expect, and much sooner than you’d hope considering you wanted to get a gift. you lightly hit him on the shoulder. “why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

“aw, you don’t need to get me a gift. but if you’re free, i was gonna have dinner with some friends,” he offers. “which probably sounds awkward because you don’t really know them, but i told them about you and they’re really nice, and i’d be there so i don’t think it’d be too bad? and it’s after your assignment is due for your other class, i think. or we could do something another day? if you wanted to.”

your ears heat up when he says he’s talked about you, the rest of your face following suit when you realize he's been paying attention to your schedule, but you bite the inside of your cheek and say nothing. “no, it’s okay, i’ll come to dinner, if that’d be okay with them.”

any nervousness that was building inside him evaporates, and kotaro is suddenly back to his usual grinning self. “awesome! it’s my birthday so they’ll be fine, promise!”

bokuto who, himself, is not fine when the day comes—who starts shaking akaashi’s shoulder when you text to say you’ll be there soon. he’s barely paying attention to how his other friends are snickering, or even to akaashi’s reassurance that yes, bokuto, your outfit looks nice, and yes, he’s sure you’d have mentioned any allergies to his cake and no, he doesn’t think he’ll need an epipen by the end of the night.

bokuto who had no idea you managed to text akaashi and the others privately to figure out what the best short-notice gift would be. they told you that kotaro would appreciate anything you bought or made, even if it was just a simple card. they’re all a little surprised when you show up with not just a card, but also a sweater, owl plushie, and collection of sticky notes.

“i mean, i just thought the sweater was pretty soft and the owl was cute. but the sticky notes are ‘cause you always draw on them during class. so i sort of…made you little drawings? of you, stuff you like…they aren’t the best since i had to make them fast, but...” you trail off as he flips through each one.

one of his friends—kuroo, you think—looks over kotaro’s shoulder and snickers. “huh? i don’t know what you’re talking about, i’m pretty sure i’ve seen him make that exact face before. are you considering going into the art industry?”

you smile as everyone else looks over your gift, but your eyes are fixed on the birthday boy himself. he’s smiling widely as he takes in each sticky note, making comments and laughing when he reads an inside joke you have from class.

bokuto who takes you to the side while everyone else is talking amongst themselves, surprising you with a hug. “oh!” you take a second to process the fact that there’s arms wrapped around you, but eventually wrap yourself around him in return.

he says your name, dragging out the last syllable as he squeezes you tighter, moving you side to side. “thank you for the present!”

you snort and pat his back. “i’m glad you liked it, some of those sticky notes took a few tries to not look like shit.” you joke.

when he finally lets go, kotaro has a look of determination on his face. “i’ll be sure to make a birthday present just as good as yours, or even better! i didn’t miss it, did i? is it close? i should have asked earlier,” he panics. “well, even if it’s tomorrow, i’ll make sure it’s super good. it isn’t tomorrow, is it? or are new year’s presents a thing?”

bokuto who’s already planning what to do for a gift after you’ve all left, wearing the sweater and holding the plush, with the drawings on his desk, waiting to be put up in the morning.

#haikyuu x reader #bokuto x reader #bokuto fluff #happy belated birthday... #sorry taglist friends . i do not have the energy right neow

[ineedhaikyu]

Precious Memories- Bokuto x fem! Reader

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Summary: As another school year came to an end, (Y/N) reminisces the moment where she became best friends with Bokuto and how he opened her eyes to the world of volleyball.

Word Count: 3.9K

Warnings: SO MUCH FLUFF!! I COULDN’T HELP MYSELF LOL

A/N: My first Haikyu x reader fic. I’m an Asahi girl but my sister practically begged for this. She loves Bokuto so much so I decided why not. Hope you enjoy reading! Gif belongs to @reallysaltykou​ 

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“(Y/N)-CHAN!” Bokuto’s happy-go-lucky voice echoed in the gym as he ran up to her. The volleyball-loving boy wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly. “We finished our second year! Isn’t that great?”

Leave it to her best friend Bokuto to put a smile on her face. He was always a beam of positivity ever since they were first years. She couldn’t believe that two years had passed by already.

(Y/N) hugged Bokuto back and laughed when he twirled her around in his arms. “It is. I can’t believe we’re going to be in our third year! Oh, by the way, did you get your yearbook?”

“Yep! A lot of people signed it but I made sure to save a spot for my best friend. You guys did a great job! This yearbook is so awesome!”

The girl smiled. “Glad you liked it, Kotaro, but you and the volleyball team made it awesome. You guys made it to Nationals after all. It’s why I was able to convince the yearbook editor to let me add a couple of extra pages to show the team’s success in making it to Nationals.”

“Really?! No wonder! You’re so awesome!” Bokuto looked over his shoulder. “Hey, Akaashi! Look! (Y/N) is here!”

Akaashi Keiji. A first-year (now going into his second year) that made up their little trio. Though he was a year younger than her and Bokuto, the calm and composed setter easily found his rhythm in the group.

Because before he came, no one on the volleyball team was able to keep up with Bokuto’s energy and as a result the silver-haired male would often beg her to make sets. At first, (Y/N) refused but when she saw his ‘emo mode’ coming she crumbled at the sight.

So she was forever grateful that someone like Akaashi came into her and Bokuto’s lives. At the very least she can count on Akaashi to be there for Bokuto. He already has the hang of dealing with Bokuto’s mood swings and mentally compiling a list of the ace’s weaknesses.

“Hello (Y/N)-senpai.” The setter greeted her.

“Akaashi, how are you? Bokuto isn’t pushing you too hard, is he?”

“(Y/N)!” Bokuto squawked. “I would never!”

Akaashi couldn’t help but smirk a little. “I’m doing well, thank you. Also congratulations on finishing your second year.”

“Ah, thanks and congrats on being a first-year in Nationals. I made sure to mention that fact in the yearbook.”

“Really?” The setter didn’t have the time to review the yearbook so this took him by surprise. “You didn’t have to.”

(Y/N) shook her head. “Of course I do. Your skills were amazing. Aren’t they, Bokuto?”

Bokuto nodded. “Your sets are the best, Akaashi. My spikes were so easy to make! The other team didn’t have a chance!”

“See?” She brought her yearbook out and showed him the page dedicated to the boys volleyball team. “I made sure to get good shots of you and Bokuto together.”

After signing each other’s yearbook, the boys continued to look at the yearbook and offered their praises. While she accepted their compliments with a smile, (Y/N) couldn’t help but recall the time she first met the ace for the first time.

Flashback

Freshly enrolled at Fukurodani Academy, a first-year (Y/N) immediately applied to become a member of the photography club from which she learned that members of the photography club are also in charge of the yearbook. It wasn’t long when the yearbook editor gave her first assignment:

Shadowing the Fukurodani’s Boys Volleyball Team.

At the time, (Y/N) didn’t realize how desirable her spot was until many of her senpais offered their congratulations and her fellow classmates expressed how ‘lucky’ she was to get this assignment. Why was she ‘lucky’? Obviously, she played the sport back in middle school as part of PE class. She knew the basics. So why? What was so special about volleyball? It was just a game.

That all changed when (Y/N) went to her first official game. Never had she clicked the shutter button so many times before. She lost count on the amount of times she went from anxious to excited throughout the three sets against another Tokyo powerhouse school. Of course, she wanted her school to win. She had pride after all.

It wasn’t until her hopes of winning were dashed when a third-year regular injured himself at the final set. Oh well… Better luck next time. She focused her camera lens on the person who was subbing in. She didn’t have to look at the roster to recognize him.

Bokuto Kotaro

He was a first-year just like her, not in the same class as her but she had to be completely oblivious to the loud, overly friendly, and playful guy who can go from happy one minute to a sad boy in the next.

(Y/N) zoomed her camera to focus on him and she was taken aback by the lack of nervousness on his face. Instead, his golden eyes shined with excitement with a wide smile to match.

For some reason she couldn’t explain, (Y/N) decided this next shot was the one. No, that’s not right. She knew why. The momentum, the atmosphere, the tension, the hunger for victory… Everything was riding on Bokuto to make the point to secure their win.

She had to capture this moment!

At the sound of the whistle, (Y/N) wasted no time in pressing the shutter button repeatedly, hoping that one of these photos could work. With one last click from her camera, she watched the course of the volleyball with new found anticipation.

She squeezed her camera as the opponent pulled off a shaky receive. She bit her lip as the other team’s setter set the ball for their team’s ace. She refrained herself from letting out an excited squeal when Fukurodani was able to soft block it.

From the middle blocker’s block, the libero pulled off a receive. From the libero’s receive, the setter was able to set.

“LEFT! LEFT!”

By muscle memory, (Y/N) brought her camera into the perfect position just in time to capture this moment. Her finger pressed the shutter button at the same time Bokuto’s hand slammed the ball with brute force. The volleyball bounced off the hardwood floor of the gym before soaring into the audience. For about five seconds, the gym was void of any sound until-

“ALRIGHT!” Bokuto raised both of his fists into the air. His smile was even wider than before. “HEY! HEY! HEY!”

The audience cheered with him. The sounds of applause and whistles filled the air along with the praises from the Fukurodani players directed to the person who secured victory.

With one last click of her camera, (Y/N) smiled at the scene before her. Bokuto looked so happy amongst his teammates. It wasn’t until a gentle nudge on her arm brought her out of her trance. (Y/N) looked up to see her senpai that accompanied her to the match.

The older girl held out a tissue. “You're crying, (Y/N)-san.”

“I am?” True enough, there were tears slowly escaping from the corner of her eyes. How long were those tears there? How did she not notice? A bit embarrassed, (Y/N) accepted the tissue. “Thank you senpai.”

“How do you like volleyball now?” The third-year asked her underclassman, knowing she wasn’t a huge fan of the sport. “Any change of opinion?”

(Y/N) fiddled with her camera’s neck strap. She took a quick peek at Fukurodani’s players, specifically Bokuto, before answering, “I think…”

The upperclassman strained her ears to hear the shy girl’s answer.

(Y/N) smiled genuinely. “I think I can get into it.”

The glint in her (E/C) showed determination only strengthened her answer and honestly it was a relief for the older girl. She can pass on the torch into (Y/N)’s hands knowing the girl will do her best to capture these moments. The senpai smiled down at her kohai. She remembered the first time going to a volleyball match. She’ll never forget this feeling and she hoped that (Y/N) wouldn’t either. This was her last year documenting the volleyball team, but it was only the beginning for (Y/N).

“Remember this, (Y/N)-san.”

“Yes, senpai?”

“Never let these moments be forgotten because one day these photographs may become something precious to someone.”

“Hai.”

“Alright. Let’s go. I’ll treat you to some ramen!”

As they were leaving the gym, (Y/N) inspected all of her pictures and stopped at a particular one. It was of Bokuto during his jump serve. She smiled once more as she replayed the memory.

Maybe volleyball wasn’t just a game. Maybe she was lucky after all.

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The next day was a normal school day at Fukurodani Academy. It was lunch time and (Y/N) was waiting for a certain silver-haired individual to be left alone. However, that wasn’t going to be the case. Ever since he scored the winning point, his popularity soared to greater heights and as a result he was surrounded by his friends and new admirers.

(Y/N) held her portfolio folder tighter. She printed the pictures from yesterday’s game and she thought it was only right for Bokuto to see them before anyone else. Obviously, in private. She would be so embarrassed if everyone saw her photos at once… Which, of course, didn’t make sense. Photos are meant to be looked at. She was just not confident enough. What if he didn’t like them? What if he calls her photos trash? Oh, god. What if he doesn’t like having his picture take-

“Hey, hey, hey! You’re the camera girl, right?”

The girl jumped when she saw the Kotaro Bokuto right next to her. His gray blazer was unbuttoned, his white collared shirt was completely untucked, and his blue/white striped tie was loosely tied. (Y/N) wondered if this was intentional or if he just didn’t care about the school’s dress code. She could only imagine the former.

“Oh, um, yeah. I'm camera girl?” She bowed and introduced herself. “My name is (L/N) (Y/N). I’m in Class 1-5. It’s nice to meet you.”

Bokuto could mentally hear his mother and older sisters telling him that he has to act properly with a girl. “Bokuto Kotaro. Nice to meet you too, (L/N)-chan. So did you get some great shots yesterday?”

“I did,” (Y/N) caressed her folder with her thumb and softly smiled as she felt excitement course through her veins. “I never thought volleyball could get so exciting.”

This of course brought the boy’s attention. “Are you serious?!”

(Y/N) faltered a bit at his sudden loudness. She wasn’t used to his extrovert personality and the proof was evident when everyone in the hallway carried on as normal, ignoring the two first-years.

“Please tell me that it was your first time watching a volleyball match!”

“Uh… No?” (Y/N) averted her gaze to the ground. “I’ve seen volleyball on TV but it never really caught my interest. I usually change the channel when it’s on. Never really liked it during middle school either…”

It was as if each word that came out of her mouth was a dagger and each dagger was perfectly aimed at his heart. He could feel his hair deflate as he pouted deeper and deeper. He wanted to cry. Hide in a small, dark area where no one would find him and cry.

(Y/N) looked back at the boy in front of her and she could feel her heart fall from her chest to her stomach. This must be Bokuto’s ‘emo mode’ she heard so much about.

“B-Bokuto-san? Please don’t be sad.”

“I can’t,” His voice sounded so hollow and his eyes lost their shine. “What you just said was the saddest thing I’ve ever heard.”

Not wanting to create a scene, (Y/N)’s mind raced to find a solution. “I have some grilled meat left from my bento, you can have it if you want-”

Bokuto visibly perked up at the girl’s offer. “Grilled meat? My favorite!”

~

“So,” Bokuto finished eating the last piece of delicious grilled meat and stared at the girl in front of him. They opted to sit in her classroom where it was less occupied. “Why do you hate volleyball?”

“Huh?” (Y/N) furrowed her brows at his question. “I never said I hated it.”

“But you did!”

She was sure -100% positive- that she never used the word hate and she was just about to point it out when a thought popped into her mind. What if -for Bokuto- the words ‘hate’ and ‘never liked’ meant the same thing to him? So does that mean her ‘normal’ and his ‘normal’ were completely different? Most likely.

“You know maybe that’s for the best.”

“Huh?” Bokuto tilted his head in confusion.

(Y/N) swallowed nervously before placing her portfolio folder on the desk in front of Bokuto. This was it. He’s going to see her work for the first time. With a bit of courage, (Y/N) opened up both literally (as she opened her folder) and figuratively (as this was the start of her friendship with the extrovert).

“I didn’t understand what the hype over volleyball was all about.” Bokuto opened his mouth, ready to defend his beloved sport so (Y/N) quickly continued, “But you changed that.”

“I have?”

(Y/N) nodded excitedly and flipped the pages of her portfolio before stopping at the one picture of the boy himself successfully completing a jump serve.

“Is that…” Bokuto couldn’t even finish his sentence. He was rendered speechless by the image.

“That was the moment,” (Y/N) gazed at the image with such admiration that she no longer felt nervous about sharing her work. “You helped me realize that volleyball isn’t just a game but a battle on the court. The momentum was crazy!”

Bokuto grinned at her words. “I know, right?! What did you think about my serve?”

No longer feeling shy, (Y/N) scooted to the edge of her seat. The smile on her face could match Bokuto’s. “That was amazing! I thought it was game over when your teammate injured himself but you came in and…and… I don’t know. Breathed new life into the game, I guess. It’s hard to explain-”

“No, no, no. I know exactly what you're talking about. It’s the best thing about volleyball. Anything can happen in a split second. When I was subbed in, I felt all eyes on me.”

“Weren’t you nervous?”

“Of course not! It was my chance to prove to everyone I’m here. That’s what Coach Yamiji told me. He told me I was the team’s secret weapon and the other team never expected me to be so awesome. Now, I have a chance to be in the starting line-up in the next match!” Bokuto looked back at the picture of himself, his heart beating rapidly with happiness. “I want to become the best ace this school has ever had!”

(Y/N) felt goosebumps on her skin at Bokuto’s declaration. Was this what confidence does to a person? Could she ever gain such confidence in her skills like Bokuto is with volleyball?

“This is an awesome picture! And this one! That one, too!” Bokuto’s grin never faltered as he flipped through her portfolio. “Wow, you even got me spiking the winning point! You’re amazing!”

Her (E/C) eyes filled with hope. “Y-You like them?”

“Like them? I LOVE THEM!” Bokuto’s confession could be heard from the hallway, causing some students to peer into the classroom. “I’ve never had my picture professionally taken before.”

“P-Professional?” (Y/N) could feel the heat rise from her neck to her face. “Th-They’re not that good, Bokuto-san. I still have a lot to learn.”

Bokuto wasn’t having it. “What are you talking about? These are great! Be more confident in yourself, (L/N)-chan.”

(Y/N) watched as he continued to marvel at her work and she couldn’t help the warm feeling of pride blossom within her. While Bokuto insisted her pictures were top-tier, (Y/N) knew that there was more she had to learn, but for now, she’ll take Bokuto’s words to heart.

“Alright. Then please call me by my first name.” She extended her hand towards him. “I look forward to working with you, future ace. I can’t wait for what you do next.”

Bokuto grinned at her confidence. With both hands, the male shook the girl’s entire arm. “I’ll do my best, (Y/N)-chan. Just you watch. When I become the ace, you're going to be in love with volleyball and it will be thanks to me! Bokuto Kotaro! Hey! Hey! Hey!”

The girl laughed. “When you become the ace, my camera and I will be there.”

Bokuto beamed once more. “Call me Kotaro. I have a feeling we’re going to be best friends.”

“I think so too!”

End of Flashback

(Y/N) chuckled softly at her core memory. Bokuto has kept his word ever since then and in return she has as well. Countless memories were shared between them and even more when Akaashi joined the group.

She was there to celebrate every win. She was there to mourn every loss but during those rare moments (Y/N) has watched Bokuto pick himself up and continue to play his heart out in the next match.

Of course, along the way, (Y/N) has met with other great people from other schools. She never thought she would get the chance to meet the people that make up a powerhouse team. There was Kuroo from Nekoma, Ushijima and Tendo from Shiratorizawa, and even Sakusa from Itachiyama. Along with the rest of their respective teams, it was no wonder they were contenders in the Spring Tournament.

But for some reason, the silver-haired boy was just an inch above the rest. Biased or not, it was Bokuto that introduced her to volleyball and (Y/N) would always be grateful for that.

“I can’t wait for next year!” Bokuto’s loud voice brought her back to reality. “It’s going to be so awesome!” With one hand over her shoulder and the other over Akaashi’s, “Let’s practice my cross shots!”

Both her and Akaashi looked at each other and laughed. Bokuto tilted his head to one side, confused as to why his best friends were laughing. Nonetheless, he laughed with them too.

“Alright,” (Y/N) smiled at her friends. “But first let’s take a picture.”

As (Y/N) took out her phone and Bokuto marveled at the various filters and stickers, Akaashi took a moment to analyze. He knew his seniors were close but he always wondered if there was a possibility that the two could be something more than just friends. And he wasn’t the only one who thought that either -the volleyball team, the managers, even the coaches- all watched from the sidelines whenever Bokuto and (Y/N) interacted with one another, hoping to see a confession.

It was the classic best friends-falling-for-another-but-they’re-both-oblivious scenario and everyone wants to know the ending. They’ve seen how the two of you are to each other. There were so many example to choose from, such as:

If there was an upcoming math test, (Y/N) would give out her notes to help Bokuto out. She would even spend the night at his place to make sure the lessons stuck, making a great impression on his family at the same time.

Bokuto would gladly volunteer to be (Y/N)’s muse in any of her projects, no matter the project’s purpose. As mentioned before, (Y/N) would help set the ball for the ace but she would put her foot down if HOURS have gone by, stating that resting is just as important. She would later treat Bokuto to his favorite meal afterwards.

Before Akaashi, (Y/N) was the only person to bring Bokuto out of his ‘emo mode’. The team knew this early on.

Washio, Sarukai, Konoha, Komi, etc.: Come on Bokuto. It was just a practice match. Don’t beat yourself up.

Bokuto: *pouts and hugs his knees tighter as he hides between the gym mats* I can’t. I was terrible.

Managers: We need (Y/N).

Coach: Someone go get (Y/N)!

Ten minutes later, ✨(Y/N) the savior✨ arrived.

(Y/N): Kotaro, please don’t be sad. It’s called a practice match for a reason. Please don’t beat yourself up. I know you. This isn’t going to stop you from becoming a great ace. We all believe in you.

Bokuto: *visibly perks up, eyes bright, and smiling brightly* You’re right! I will be a great ace. Hey, hey, hey!

And just like that, Bokuto was back to normal.

Washio, Sarukai, Konoha, Komi, etc.: We said the same thing and now he gets hyped up. What’s up with that?

Managers: Don’t question it. It’s different when he hears it from (Y/N).

After that, it was declared that (Y/N) was a member of the volleyball team. Position: Hype-woman.

Bokuto met her parents on an unplanned visit. Her parents were wary of him at first but that soon changed when they noticed how their usual reserved daughter grew more confident. From then on, they welcomed Bokuto.

Every away game the team has to take a bus and surprise surprise Bokuto claimed the seat next to (Y/N). The two of them would play games, tell childhood stories, take silly pictures or just share funny memes on social media. It’s late on the way back home. No one had any trouble sleeping. Akaashi was the first to wake up when the bus finally arrived at its destination. He was just about to wake everyone when he saw a rare sight: a sleeping Bokuto and (Y/N). Her head on his shoulder with his jacket covering her body while Bokuto’s head rested on her own. Akaashi quietly took out his phone and took a picture. And while the jacket covered (Y/N) like a blanket, Akaashi had a sneaking suspicion that the two were holding hands as they slept.

Akaashi would save the picture until he finds the right moment to share it -either graduation or whenever the two finally become a couple. He hoped for the latter.

When the team made it to Nationals, after hugging his team with pride, Bokuto immediately looked for (Y/N) amongst the various photographers in the gym. He easily found her and ran up to her with great speed before hugging her tightly. Neither one of them noticed how the cheers from the Fukurodani audience section grew louder.

“Akaashi!” (Y/N) waved him over, her phone in her hand. “Come on, we’re waiting for you!”

“Ah, sorry.”

“What were you thinking about Akaashi?” Bokuto asked.

“Oh, just some memories.”

(Y/N) gave him an understanding smile. At the same time, the words of her senpai from two years ago ran once more in her mind. “Never let these moments be forgotten because one day these photographs may become something precious to someone.”

“Well, let’s capture this memory while we can.”

“Oh! Let me take the picture. Please, (Y/N)? I won’t disappoint you.”

“You could never disappoint me, Bokuto.”

Bokuto felt his heart skip a beat at her words. Was he getting warm? He felt warm. Oh, he was in the gym. That’s the only reason, right?

With (Y/N) in between the volleyball players, she brought her arms over each of their shoulders. “Ok, smile everybody! Nationals on three! One…”

Akaashi made a peace sign with his hand. Mentally, he prayed to any god up there. That next year was the year a confession will happen. “Two…”

“Three!”

“NATIONALS!”

~

And that’s a wrap! Let me know what you think! Next fic will definitely be about the ace-with-the-glass-heart Asahi!!!!

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I'm not sure if we are mooties!! So if not,please disregard and I shall enjoy every thing else you make with this ask game 💛💛

But if I am able to play! One of my favourite tropes meet-cute fail - think bumping into each other at a café and instead of it being awkwardly cute you accidently spill coffee on each other - and it just how perfect it is with Bokuto ☺☺

Okay first of all OF COURSE WERE MOOTIES I LOVE YOU SO SO SO SO MUCH PATCHY YOU MAKE MY LIFE SO MUCH BETTER OKAY?!?!??? 💜💜💜💜

“Woohoo! Next round is on me!”

Bokuto screams over the crowd of people as they all cheer to his announcement. Since winning the most recent tournament, Bokuto has been on a high. He scored the winning point and secured the win for MSBY. It was truly exciting and he’s more than pumped up! Since he decided he was buying the next round, it was his duty to go and get it.

Bokuto knew a few people wouldn’t want shots, so he was able to buy accordingly. He walks up to the bar and orders about 20 shots with a big grin on his face. He takes the platter and starts to walk over to the VIP lounge. He’s already had a few and he doesn’t realize he’s stumbling until the platter falls. And almost all 20 shots fall somewhere…

That somewhere being your brand new dress.

You were trying to unwind from the stressful week by going out to a club with your friends, new outfit and everything! You hadnt realized the MSBY team was also here until the player Bokuto made that announcement. You had heard but you had disregarded it. You body sways with the music, letting it move through you until you feel what you think is a brick wall and then liquid all over you. You’re now on the ground, realizing you’re covered in liquor. A frown sets on your face as you wipe down your body. “What,” you begin to exclaim, “the fuck?!”

“Oh shit…”

You look up through angry eyes and see a tipsy, athletic, yet concerned man above you. He breathes heavily with a stumble in his step. “Oh shit, are you okay?” You want to be angry, truly you do. And you still are! But his puppy dog stare is starting to get to you. But not too much.

Your friends around you help you up, and you continue to try and dry yourself off. With hands on your hips you stare indignantly at him. “Do I look okay to you, asshole? You! I’m! Im covered, I’m fucking liquor in my new dress! I was supposed to relax and now I’m covered in alcohol from some stupid jock!” Now there’s a crowd forming around you, and Bokuto begins to panic. His eyes fart left to right before he quickly takes your hand and drags you away.

You struggle behind him, your anger growing. “Just,” you exasperate, “where the fuck are you taking me?” Suddenly, the VIP section is in front of you and all eyes are on you as you quickly are pulled to a bathroom. You’re quickly sat on a counter with two strong hands holding your arms. You cross your arms with a pout and that makes the man in front of you almost, whimper?

“I uh, I’m really sorry! I, I had bought everyone here the next round and I didn’t see you! And now I ruined your day.” Bokuto begins to pout and you’re sure his bottom lip trembles. Your eyebrows soften at his confession, but your anger is still bubbling. You see him dart around and ask for a towel. He gives you the towel and you begrudgingly take it. “If it,” he slurs a bit, “if it helps I always carry a sweatsuit with me! You can change into that! T-trust me, it’s gotta be more comfortable than being in wet sexy clothes! Ah sorry! I meant just clothes.”

You can’t help but laugh at his slip up and relax your muscles. You nod at him and he smiles widely. He stands up to his full height and you feel your stomach drop. He extends a hand and you happily take it.

“I’m Bokuto! I’m a member of MSBY. And I’m the one that ruined your dress and your night.

“What’s your name?”

#yara’s shell friends #patchy 🌻 #I hope you like it!!! #and ma’am #I love you so so so much!!! #bokuto koutarou #bokuto x reader #bokuto x you #bokuto x fem!reader #bokuto x y/n #hq x reader #my writing #i did the thing

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BokutoxFem Reader

Cw: +18. Very smutty fic. Friends to lovers, Slow smut, Lot’s of foreplay, fingering, oral sex, stuffing kink, mating press, prone bone

Tonights the night.

~~~~~~Earlier that week~~~~~~~

Bokuto held YC in his lap, his hands slowly groping and caressing her breasts, her tank top now was loosely bunched around her mid drift and her lips grazed and pecked his.

She gazed upon his amber eyes, anticipation and neediness were all that she saw. The hungry gaze of the buff man was something she had never seen this close up. Sure he had a familiar aura, she had felt it many times before during every match of his she attended. Was it eagerness? A competitive streak? Arousal- well, of course it was arousal…but there was something more to it. She didn’t want to get ahead of herself.

For now she just wanted to enjoy the moment. She fluttered her eyes close, her voice softly seeping into their passion as Bokuto eagerly kissed and touched.

He hungrily kissed her lips, his excitement was blatant and he couldn’t get enough of her lips. He greedily began to explore, enjoying the sweet taste of her beneath his tongue. Her moans were better than any cheering he had ever heard, it just motivated the olympian to dive into the next step.

Not forgetting to be gentle, he began to slowly trail the kisses to her neck and shoulders, sliding the straps of her bra down her shoulders ever so gently. He wanted to see. He wanted to touch, grope, suck, bite. He wanted it more than anything and he had secretly craved this for so long. He sunk his teeth into her sweet spot, making sure to be gentle yet firm. He sucked softly on her skin, caressing up and down the sides of his torso, edging his hands up to soon touch a much awaited sensual area of hers. He wanted a reaction first to grasp how ready she was, and oh boy was he getting a good reaction.

His arousal began to grow more prominent, his lust rendered him drunk off her body. Awareness was slipping away from both of them.

She began to tremble, her skin heating up under his fingers. His lips tickled and nipped her skin. Upon shivering when he took his bite, she jumped, letting out a surprised yelp and bucked her hips into his. “K-Kotaro!~”

Thats when they both stopped, YCs face now hot with embarrassment and her hands now clasped over her lips. She uttered his first name. They had always been on casual terms but this was an unexpectedly effective way to raise the heat of their moment. She glanced down only to see Bokuto starring up at her with a bright pink tint to his face.

She could feel something hard in his lap and he knew that she knew what is was. They both starred at each other, now fully aware of where things had gone.

Within seconds, YC had hopped off his lap and was quickly pulling her shirt over her chest while shyly making up excuses. “Sorry! My bad- I mean um. I didn’t mean to uh. I have finals on Monday, I should go home and study some more. I’ll text you when I get home!”

She scrambled to grab her belongings while quickly scrambling out of his bedroom and out the house.

Bokuto sat there on his bed, his hands still in the air where her torso once was, very confused as to what the hell just happened. He had his usual lost stare, now groping the empty space in front of his before pouting, “no boobies…?”

Blissfully unaware of the fact that they had both graduated college a few years ago.

~~~~~~

It took days for YC to finally calm down enough to actually text him back with one worded answers. She was practically dying from embarrassment the entire time. They had always had a sort of flirtatious friendship. Hand holding, the lack of personal space, cuddles, naps together, her bumming piggyback rides off him, him getting cuddles from her during his mood swings, and even occasional pecks on the cheek. This was all done under the obvious lie of a platonic friendship.

This flimsy shield fooled no one. Not even the infamously dense Bokuto. However there was always something holding them back. College graduation, Bokuto’s Olympian career, family crisis’, long distance, it was always something unspoken but fully excused. Things had suddenly changed now that they were both honest about their attraction for each other.

Their flirtatious friendship now had obvious emotional strings attached and now it was to late to turn back. YC wasn’t even sure if he felt the same way. Afterall, Bokuto was by nature extremely kind and just a bit flirty. She found herself at an emotional cross roads. She had deep feelings for Bokuto but he was rarely in the country these days due to his career.

What she didn’t know was Bokuto also found himself juggling the same feelings, which lead him to using any opportunity he could to come back to their home town to bug her. Even with plenty of money to buy a place, he enjoyed staying at his family home, with being just a few houses down from her.

They had a few blurred lines sure, but Bokuto couldn’t resist his reliance on her attention. When things would occasionally get a bit on the heated side, they would play their usual games of chicken. Their flirting never crossed any big boundaries beyond a few pecks and love bites. Maybe even an adventurous caress here or there, but nothing outwardly adulterated. Neither of them were aware of when the shift truly happened, but when it did, for her it meant something secretly special, but to him, it was a step in the direction he liked. He never pushed the envelope to far, but on the inside he was swooning. He may have been the sharpest knife in the drawer…in fact, he could be considered a spoon among cutlery, but he knew that all he wanted was to be the center of her attention.

Her phone pinged.

“Hey hey! Let’s hang out!”

Ping.

“Let’s go to the gym!”

Ping.

“A run?”

Ping.

“A fast walk?”

Ping.

“A stroller?”

Ping

“Wait no.”

Ping.

“Stroll?”

Ping.

“Walk? A walk. Yeah that.”

YC heard the repeated notification sound and didn’t have to even guess who it was. Her heart thumped rapidly in her chest and she sighed after reading the barrage of messages, glancing back up at the mirror and at the faint little mark he had left on her skin. She knew she couldn’t keep avoiding him forever. He was pretty dumb but he wasn’t blissfully unaware of his surroundings all the time. After all, volleyball season was over until summer and aside from training, he usually hung out with YC and the guys still in Japan. Eventually, Aakashi would be busy with an editing deadline and Kuroo would have to leave town for work. Bokuto was very high energy and required quite a bit of attention already. She couldn’t run forever.

Ping.

“Im really sorry…please talk to me.”

Her heart sunk and she felt a tinge of guilt. That was it. She couldn’t hold back any longer. She gathered up her courage along with her purse and phone and headed to the front door. She needed to talk to him in person.

She took a deep breath before openong the door. She quickly noticed something and turned her head to the right.

There was Bokuto; sitting with his knees to his chest, balled up and moping. Despite his hair being shorter, it was still obviously drooping due to his bad mood. He also had a grocery bag beside him, a few of her favorite snacks inside.

He glanced up at her and blushed before looking away, that same solemn pout still on his face.

YCs heart eased and the tension in her gut disappeared. He was so obvious that she couldn’t help but smile. After a few moments, she sighed and went to sit beside him. “You okay there bud?” She asked in a gentle voice.

Bokuto pouted, to ashamed to e and now a bit embarrassed by the way her voice lightly joked.

YC grabbed the bag and held it up, “A peace offering?”

Bokuto wouldn’t look at her. His pouty face was as cute as ever. “No… why would you think that…. It’s not like taking it would make me feel better or anything…. Look I know I messed up, I should have asked if it was okay sooner. I get it if you don’t feel like talking to me…I don’t even know why I’m here…”

She already felt bad about practically ghosting him but she couldn’t help but feel flattered by his obvious attempt at reconciliation. She knew he would probably pout if she flat out said that it was okay. She wanted to apologize herself, but not here. It was time to coax him in.

A small giggle left her lips and she opened the bag. She smiled when she saw a few drinks, her favorite savory snacks, and even some of his rare feel good cheat meal snacks. She grabbed a drink and held it up, “Darn….I really wanted some of this too. I guess im going to have to pass on ordering Yakiniku. I don’t have any yummy drinks like these to pair it with…”

Bokuto peeked over at her, his attention now grasped. “Barbecue?”

She sighed, a soft smile on her face and an obviously faked tone mixed with her sigh, “Yep, I just got a huge bonus on my pay check. I was going to order lots of pork, chicken, beef, veggies, rice…..”

His mouth was practically watering as he turned his full attention to her, “You were…gunna…eat all that…by yourself?”

YC sighed, “Hm? Me? Oh no. I was actually about thinking of finding a date. Maybe someone tall, funny, muscular, and really loves barbecue.”

Bokuto cut his eyes at her before huffing and looking away, “Oh… I see how it is….I guess he’d be better looking than me too?”

YC stared at him, once again dumb struck by how completely witless he was. She was then completely flattered by the obvious display of jealousy.

She giggled and took a chance., “You are the date silly~”

Bokuto paused for a moment before smiling and pointing at himself, “Me?”

She nodded, kissing his cheek gently and pulling away, “I didn’t mean to ignore you. Now come on.”

YC took his hand and lead him into the house, the tension between them now eased by the unspoken promise to talk it out. They knew things weren’t going to be easy but they were ready to try.

Bokuto blushed from the kiss to his cheek, gently taking her hand when it was offered and following her into the house. He wasn’t sure if she really had truly forgiven him but things were looking a lot better now

After ordering their food and pretending things were back to normal, the two of them began to play some classic video games. Neither of them were the best at the game but they were evenly matched with their skills. Eventually after tying with the frosted haired man for what felt like the 80th time, YC decided she needed a break.

With a tired sigh, she put away her controller and stretched out her arms, soon just giving up and laying her head back against the cushion of the couch they were sitting in front of.

Bokuto stopped for a moment, huffing and complaining, “Aw come on YC. You’re seriously throwing in the towel already?”

YC didn’t pay his complaint much mind. “Aw come on, in still full from all that food. Besides im bored of playing video games!”

A chuckle left Bokuto’s lips and he purred out to her, “Oh I don’t do boring. You’re just challenging me at this rate”

YN waved her hand dismissively, “Fine then! Pick a new game for us. But it has to be something new and exciting. Otherwise I’m going to bed.” She teased

Bokuto heard the discontent in her voice and stared at her for a moment, starring at a faint spot on her neck. He had left his claim on her and felt a sense of pride when he looked at the fading mark. He may have been an idiot with most things, but he had mixed emotions that required some deep thought.

He knew she was likely just teasing. She never kept her word with the petty threats along those lines. He was still unsure about her true intentions now. The way she suddenly got up and practically ran away from him. The way she kissed his cheek earlier counteracted her actions before. She even referred to him as her date. Did she feel the same as him? Did she want more? Was she just shy? Why hadn’t they ever talked about this sooner?

Amongst all of these feelings, Bokuto was also faced with a challenge. He was never one to turn down competition and something about his competitive streak made the gears in his head turn.

She was as beautiful as ever to him and he could feel tension at the back of his throat. He didn’t know if indulging in his feelings for her was the best idea but his heart was aching for her at this point. Each trip back home after a season just made him miss her so much more when he went away. He knew he had to act before summer rolled around this year or else he would lose his mind.

After what he experienced with her earlier that week, he didn’t think he could keep these feelings back anymore. Each memory of her soft lips brushing up against his made his chest pound. He wanted so much more from her. He decided that tonight he could try be a bit more selfish.

He took the opportunity of her guard being down to gulp back the lump in his throat. After taking a deep silent breath, he leaned his body in close to hers and pressed his lips against her neck, softly planting two kisses near her earlobe and jaw to get her attention

YC quickly opened her eyes, a gasp leaving her lips and her eyes soon meeting his. “Boku..to…”

He gazed back at her a now competitive gleam coming from his stare “Wanna play chicken again? Loser has to say what they’re feeling?…”

YC blushed, her cheeks hot with embarrassment when she realized where this was going. “I meant a video game!” She protested

Bokuto raised an eyebrow, “So is that a no?”

She couldn’t run from embarrassment now, she was in her own home. Not to mention, she didn’t want to run. She was acting on impulse before. It was time to see this through. She nodded

Bokuto slid his hand up to hold her cheek, his lips returning to the faint spot on her neck to remark the spot. The first thing he wanted to do was to give her something to remind her of his desire for her.

After a few moment of teasing she let out a gentle gasp, shivering under his bite. Her hands reached up to grasp his pecks, gently squeezing as she felt her body tense up from excitement.

He pulled away, chuckling softly and speaking softly, “You’re really sensitive huh?” He leaned in and briefly planted his lips against her face, gently moving in closer to show her how serious he was. His eyes remained half shut and his frequency of the kisses grew. He made sure to gently yet lovingly kiss her, giving all his focus to making sure she was comfortable.

YC soon covered her face from the embarrassment once again, sinking down into her emotions and whining out quietly, “Bokutoooo…..”

With a satisfied grin, he pulled away to whisper, “Throwing in the towel already? I guess I won. Go on, pay up…”

YC was shocked but she couldn’t flee. She didn’t want to. She felt the passion of his lips against her face. His half closed gaze was one of wanting. He even had a serious look on his face that she had only seen a few times before.

“I…” she kept her face covered.

“I…feel…nervous….so nervous I could curl up and die.” She admitted shyly.

Bokuto chuckled “Why? Are you nervous?~”

YC frowned, “That’s all you’re getting…it’s my turn now….” She said before reaching her hands back to lay on his bulky chest before pulling herself up to gently kiss his lips.

He was shocked but not detoured. That only motivated him to work harder at trying to win their little game. He eagerly kissed back, taking special care to listen and feel for what she desired in their kiss.

She pushed back into the embrace while letting her eyes slowly soften. She could feel his tongue intruding into her mouth in no time, the eagerness somehow not being overbearing. He made her whole body feel like it was going to melt.

Her hands slowly moved up and down touching the front of his tshirt, her palms resting on his large soft pecks, in love with his form. Her tongue didn’t demand much when it wrestled with his and he very easily took control, slowly taking over. The two of them fed off of each others energy, the kiss soon getting loud and wet.

A soft huff left his lips as he briefly pulled away cooing out a sweet taunt, “Gotta try harder than that if you want me to give~”

She pouted before they returned to the kiss, moving her hands up to rest at the nape of his neck. It didn’t take long until Bokuto had her pulled into his lap. His large rough grip slowly touched away at her hips and sides. He groped her curves, toying with her body while avoiding the blatantly erotic zones. He slid his hands down along the sides and tops of her thighs, his kisses now going from dominant to needy and lust driven. His tongue demanded unlimited access to her.

Before they knew it, they were both breathing heavily, barely pulled away from each other. YC huffed softly while she studied Bokuto’s expression. She just couldn’t get him to cave. He had such a determined look on his face. She only saw this from him when he was in his competitive mindset. This was a game to him and he had the upper hand. He was determined to show her he wasn’t all bark and no bite, his indulgence caused him to slip into a lust driven trance.

YC reached up slowly to touch the side of his face. She was so immersed in the moment that she felt all of her fear disappear. Instead she was driven by the competitive tension. She knew what to do to get her way. Speaking ever so softly to get his attention, she uttered out the key word to his heart, “Kotaro…”

Bokutos expression immediately changed. A bright red tint suddenly filled his cheeks and he looked away. The man had lost his nerve the second she used his first name. He didn’t know what to do next, he was frozen in place. He burried his face in her neck, hugging her close and muttering out, “That’s cheating….”

YC realized quickly that the mood had shifted. Her partner was embarrassed, so she immediately followed suit. Unlucky for her, her face was already hot from the heat of their kiss.

Bokuto had a moment of realization similar to YCs earlier that week. The girl who he had worked so hard to impress for so long was now on his lap, letting him indulge in his fantasy. She even called him by his first name. He had more thoughts going through his mind now than ever before.

“I want her so bad. I want her more than anything. That was so hot, oh my god. I need her now or else I’ll lose my mind.”

He didn’t even have to think about it, he already knew that he was rock hard and she was millimeters away from pressing up against it once again. He was struggling to fight for control. The urge to push and grind up against her was to much. He was trying so hard to avoid taking over. What was he even supposed to say to her? ‘I wanna rip your clothes off and play with you until the sun comes up and then do it some more???’

Even he wasn’t that bold. All these thoughts coursed through his mind while he gripped her hips, keeping them at bay and away from his bulge.

She could tell he was losing his nerve. She figured it was just because of her little power move. She had no idea what was going to happen now. As awkward as she may have felt, she knew she had to step up to avoid yet another night of physical and emotional edging. Now was her moment.

Sucking up her fear, YC slid her hand from the nape of his neck down to his cheek. Her other hand slid up to his shoulder and her mouth met his once again, a gentle kiss being her way of coaxing him out of her neck, “We had a deal, remember?…”

Bokuto couldn’t even react initially he was so caught off guard. He soon realized he had fallen into a new type of spiral. He was love drunk and now sinking into this new addiction. He slipped his hands up and down along her back before resting them back on her hips. His shy gaze met hers and he pouted his lips softly, “Are you sure you want to know? I can’t really put it into…words”

YC nodded softly, gently biting her bottom lip before gently pressing her forehead against his. “A deals a deal…”

Bokuto loved the look on her face, his body now slowly taking over and acting on its own. He took the gamble and kissed her cheek while closing his eyes and gently pulling her hips forward to sit on his bulging tent, the restriction only growing more intense when it made contact with her clothed warmth.

YC practically burnt up from shyness. Bokuto pulled away to watch her expression. YC covered her face once more, a soft squeak of embarrassment coming from behind her palms. They both lost the game at this point.

He gently coaxed her to talk to him with a moment of reassurance, “Do you want to stop?” While moving his hands up to gently hold the outside of her upper arms.

She shyly shook her head, letting him know that she had no intention of leaving. She wanted to see this through.

Bokuto smiled and pecked her on the exposed sides of her face. “Okay, your turn. Tell me…”

She shook her head once again, feeling her embarrassment still bubbling up inside of her. “I…want to keep going…not just for tonight either…” she admitted while retreating back into her curled up hands.

Bokuto was starting to understand what she meant and he felt his heart skip with joy. A big grin formed, “I’m going all out then, okay?~” he cooed playfully.

She couldn’t help it. She nodded and slowly plopped herself down on the ground, letting the surge of awkwardness take over until she was on the ground.

Bokuto chuckled and playfully followed behind her, climbing over her and straddling her hips. He lifted her hands off her face and placed them on his shoulders, advancing in to planting a loving kiss on her lips. No words were needed in that moment. The sexual tension grew with each passing second and before they knew it, they were soon wrestling their tongues once more with a deep and heavy passion.

YCs hands were rubbing up and down Bokuto’s torso, occasionally pulling him down to press her chest against his during particular deep moments. Amongst their shuffling and petting, she managed to slolwy buck her hips up to press herself up against his prominent crotch.

As soon as her hips made contact with his lap, he let out a small chuckle, pleased by her body language. His amber stare clouded with desire while his hand slid up and found a handful of her breast.

He was pleasantly suprised to discover a lack of barrier, the only thing separating the skin to skin being her thin tshirt. The eagerness almost took over as he carefully groped and rubbed. It wasn’t long before he rubbed around and felt her nipples perked under the thin tshirt fabric. He pulled away with a smug grin, pink still lightly tinting his pale cheeks. One thing was on his mind and he had began losing control of his patience and gentleness. “Looks like my guess was right~ You weren’t wearing a bra. You’re really good at hiding it though. I turned the air on and everything, and you just kept your arms over them the whole night~”

YC gasped in shock, wincing softly when he massaged her bosom. His fingers trailing over her perky buds caused a surge of chills to run up her spine. Goosebumps danced on her already chilled skin, feeling more exposed than ever before, mostly because she had been trying to hide them this entire evening.

When she received his teasing remark, she looked at him, shocked and amazed at how sneaky he had been. She had to remember thats just because he wasn’t the smartest person she had ever met, didn’t mean he didn’t think. When he was motivated, he had a stunning ability to think ahead. “If what I did earlier was cheating, you rigged the whole game…” she huffed and pouted.

Bokuto gave her a mischievous look and spoke gently, “I always try my best to get what I want. I’ve waited so long that I had to think in my best interests.~ If I couldn’t get my way, I might as well leave with a good memory for later.” He taunted while brushing his thumb over her clothed bud.

YC trembled, gently resting her face in the crook of his neck and stifling her pleasured voice. “You didn’t have to say it out loud….that…you think of me when…you..” she trailed off while biting and caressing along the firm muscle tone of his neck.

Bokuto gasped yearning for more and now whispering gently while his cock pulsed against her clothed excitement. “I do~ All the time~ What about you? Hm?~” he cooed while his hands explored.

YC nodded slowly, now giving in to his every coo and flirt. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him in closer to her awaiting body.

YC slid her kisses down to Bokuto’s neck and with a nice little bite to his sweet spot, Bokuto jerked his hips into hers as he shivered, now pressing their clothed arousal together. Both of them let out weak moans, Bokuto using it to set a firm rhythm for him to give her a taste of how he wants to ravish her body.

It didn’t take long for his needy side to come out and he was soon motioning her to rock her hips, his spare hand now leading her rub her heat up against him. He breathed with each kiss and peck she made and soon he spoke his mind, his desires forming a low whisper for YCs ears, “You know what that means right?…I require a lot of attention. I’m gunna bug the heck out of you all the time you know?”

When she processed the comment he had just made, she felt a weight lift off her shoulders. “As long as you promise to never stop needing me~”

Bokuto started to ever so slowly lose the last of his grip on his patience. He pressed his forehead to hers, closing his eyes and letting out a muffled pant.

He paused the kisses for a moment, slowly sliding his hands under her shirt, excited to feel the bare skin of her curves. His digits danced up her belly, admiring the contours and edges of her soft hot skin. He trailed his thumb over the peak of her bust playing with the erect nipples Once his palm pressed on the hot bare skin of her breast.

YC kissed the side of his head, her heart racing from the realization that they were taking things to the next level. Her tender breasts were already sensitive from the cold and his hot hands created a lewd sensation to course through her. Goosebumps appeared and her buds became fully erect. “B-Bokuto~”

The sound of her letting out small moans, her eyes shutting from the embarrassment of making such lewd noises, the sight of her smooth skin peaking out from under the shirt motivated his next move. He may have been explorative but it was obvious he knew what he was doing.

“Hey…say my first name again.” He cooed while moving his palms down and hooking his thumbs at the hem of her shirt, slowly pulling up.

His bulge was definitely in her way and now she has to decide to make that big step. A very big step according to the girth of his tightly restricted member. starred into his amber eyes with a gentle expression, completely submitting to his touch before whispering his name softly, “Kotaro…”

That was far more attractive than he expected. Even though he accepted that things were escalating fast and he knew hid next move, such bold moves caused him to swallow a lump in his throat as he inched closer to a sight he had only dreamt of. This was completely different than anything he had come face to face with before He lifted her shirt up over her breasts, his piercing gaze making its way to her beautiful bare torso.

YC gently lifted her hands over her breasts, covering Bokuto’s view. He wasn’t to happy about that. He pouted before moving her wrists to pin them next to her head. His grip was firm enough to make sure she couldn’t budge. With a hungry beam, he leaned in kissing and softly licking along her breasts. He placed his mouth on her right bosom, sucking briefly on her nipple before gently tugging it with his teeth.

YC yelped out softly, shivering and protesting the pleasure, “H-Hey! That’s…Nnh~ Please…They’re sensetive…” she admitted, not wanting him to stop but also being to bashful to keep her excitement down.

He was completely in love with the appearance of her bare chest. Every curve, contour, and mound was so unique to her body. He could feel his tip dampening his boxers. They had been dry humping and grinding for so long by this point that his appendage ached. He needed to act on relieving some tension soon.

His voice added to the cacophony of their intimacy. “I didn’t think you’d sound this cute” he mentioned with a moody pout while he pulled away, releasing her hands and unbuttoning his jeans to let his mound breathe.

She watched him pull away, her eyes now following his hands as they worked to free himself from his confinement. Her heart raced fast, reality setting in in a whole new way. “Bokuto~ I….” She trailed off as she stared at his large bulky frame hovering over her.

The sight of her lips being lightly swollen from their constant sucking and nibbling added insult to injury. He watched her eyes widened upon seeing his tent taking up a considerable amount of room from his boxers. His mound throbbed and pulsed with flattery. Her surprise gave him a shiver of confidence and fueled his ambition.

Leaning forward, he bit down tenderly on her left nipple adding to the love bites he scattered on her neck and chest. His digits danced down her torso from her breasts to her tummy, and in no time they had her pants down her thighs, “Hey hey…don’t forget….I want you to call me by my first name.” He whispered softly.

Bokuto had every right to feel impressed. YC was now curious just to see how intense he really was. His size was impressive to say the least. So far he was no slacker when it came to foreplay so when he but down on one of her most gentle areas

YC complied, panting his name into the kiss, “Kotaro please~ I….I love…” she trailed off, to bashful to finish the sentence

He moved his hand to hold her cheek, “I do too…”

He spoke in a hushed tone, a serious look in his eyes, “I want you to be mine….and only mine.~”

He pecked her lips. “You’re all I think about… all the time…I want to be selfish and take you all to myself.”

YN blushed, giving in to his moody demands and nodding softly. “Please stay by my side~”

She gently lifted her hips to help him get her pants off of her legs. Her own hand went behind her to tug at the hem of his jeans.

When Bokuto picked up on her body language he perked up, jumping into action. Once she began to tug on his clothes, he wasted no time sitting up and quickly sliding his pants off his legs. He took a moment To appreciate the scene, her black panties covering not nearly as much as he thought they would. He then ripped off his shirt, throwing it off to the side with the rest of their clothes

His hand reached down to pull her body close to him, cupping her backside, his hips reconnecting to hers while his large palms enjoying the handful. He grinned and began kissing and biting at the curve of her neck once more, realizing that his favorite thing to do was to kiss her delicate skin.

YC gasped when she felt him take a handful of her backside, only to softly giggle at the feel of his lips on her neck. She felt so much more relaxed now that they had confessed, yet the sexual tension only seemed to escalate. Her giggle shifted to a breathy moan in a matter of seconds.

He slid his hand up from her tender behind and along her side, his kisses slowly reaching to travel up to her earlobe. He began to nip at her soft lone while his other hand made its way down her lower abdomen to the lining of her panties.

YC shivered when he began toying with her ear lobe. The way he bit and bucked his hips felt primal. His clothed member ground up against her covered folds. Goosebumps formed and covered her skin, giving away just how truly excited she was. By the time his hand began to wander, her hand slowly reaching up to hold the side of his head while he kissed her.

He noticed her soft skin prickling under his fingertips and he paused his teasing to nuzzle his face into her hand. With a soft kiss he soon spoke up, “Still Nervous?” He asked while stopping his hands from venturing any further.

YC turned her head a bit to meet his gaze, nodding her head and pecking his lips to answer back softly, “Of course I am…I’ve wanted this for so long….now it’s for real…”

Knowing she felt the same was reassuring. The only negativity he felt was the regret of not acting on his urges sooner. “I guess I shouldn’t keep you waiting then…I won’t let you down then…I’ll do my best,” he said with hungry voice

“Kotaro….” She whispered his name again while touching the side of his face.

He smiled softly, using a soft kiss to her temple to relax her while he slipped his hand onto the front of her panties. He made sure to rub along the crevic of her heat, paying extra attention to add pressure to her most sensitive spot. The gentle petting and edging was something he was excited to indulge on. Making sure he could pleasure her the whole night was a dream of his that he was ready to make a reality right now. He watched her carefully while touching and caressing her soaked slit, brushing the tips over her awaiting clit to gage her sensetivity

YC let out a quiet yip, “Aa-aah!~” she whimpered when his fingers grazed along her awaiting bud.

He loved the sound of her voice but he loved what he felt under his fingers even more. Dampness had already taken over her heat, “I barely touched you and you already sound this cute~” he taunted.

She tried to remain still as he began to circle his fingers around the bud. Her mind was already racing and she couldn’t argue back. Her spare hand held his tough shoulders, marveling at how hot and flushed his skin was. She had only seen his skin turn this gentle hue of pink when he was drunk. She would soon come to realize that he was drunk. He was drunk off of her body and now she was partaking in the same debauchery.

The way he only gently grazed her most tender button was truly a sign that he was going to rally her lust. She rocked her hips into his hand, her ass pressing against his bulging mound and practically pushing herself into his lap despite laying under him. She wanted him to know that she wanted so much more.

With his dick twitching eagerly, he rocked his hips against hers, teasing her wetness and letting it dampen his boxers before applying pressure from the tips of his fingers to her soft bud. His digits easily slipped over her clit, already damp, fully aroused, and eager for attention. They worked at a gentle speed, establishing his rhythm quickly based on her reactions and pleas for more.

Excited gasps left YCs lips as she felt his fingers begin to touch on her eager bud. Arousal displayed on her cool skin and with each rub and flick of her bud she could feel herself melting under his fingertips. She could already tell by how attentive he was being that he only wanted to please her and he was doing so well already. It made her even more excited to see how fun this would be.

Bokuto watched her closely, his digits feeding into each reaction she gave him. Her hips rocked forward into his fingers so she could get as much pleasure as possible. Knowing how delicate her body was with pleasure, it wasn’t long before she felt herself nearing the edge. She let out small yelps, pants, and whimpers.

Shivers, whimpers, and the prickle of hot breath, flooded Bokuto’s senses. There was so much chemistry between the two that they could both feel the fireworks of compatibility firing off wuth each touch. A big grin filled the frosted haired mans expression and he kissed her cheek before removing his hand from her panties and licking and sucking on his middle and ring finger.

YC watched, soon reaching her hands up to hide her face from the embarrassment. He frowned, using his other hand to move her hands from her face, “I won’t let you keep doing that. Look at me…please.”

YC felt like her face was on fire and all she could do was nod while looking into his love lacquered gaze.

He moved his hand back between her legs, his fingers gently caressing and teasing over her entrance. It wasn’t long before she heard his playful coos. “Don’t be embarrassed~ You look so tasty I couldn’t resist.” His lubricated fingers slipping into her upon the last word leaving his lips.

YC may have felt shy from his teasing, but that quickly disappeared when she was taken over by his thick fingers penetrating her hole. He filled her cave with such a slow and careful stroke, carefully feeling for her sweet spots. His extremities reacted to each gasp and moan moving on instinct while all of his focus went to a half lidded stare at her gorgeous face.

Her hole was slick and tight. The snug feel was enough to drive him mad with anticipation. He wanted to just fuck her senseless already but the need to see her a dripping and begging mess came first. He wanted to see her a complete mess with pleasure so that he could savor every moment that they shared tonight.

She resisted the urge to press her hips back against him, failing miserably as he curled his fingertips to her gspot.She didn’t want to seem so weak and pathetic right off the bat, but it just caused her to whine out his name with the most pitiful voice. “Hng-Ko-Kotar-Kotaro!~”

He couldn’t take it. He pulled his fingers out with a satisfying schlick and yanked her panties to the side so he could see her soft lower lips. He pressed her legs up, holding them in place before dragging his tongue over her soaked slit, soon diving his tongue into the divot that housed her clit. He began rubbing along it with his tongue, loving the taste of her sopping heat with each flick of her bud.

YC whined and begged, her gasps being the only thing to separate her needy moans. His tongue quickly worked at her most fragile bundle of nerves, causing her core to flutter with a desperate throb. She trembled, throwing her head back and desperately holding on to the carpet. That wasn’t enough, her mind was foggy and her hips bucked.

Within seconds he was soon taking long greedy licks, his lips occasionally sucking on her bud in between impatient kisses. It wasn’t long until his touch slid along the epicenter of her slick juices. His tongue managed to snake its way into her hole, eagerly licking and exploring. He loved the way she tasted, how hot her skin had become, how she was starting to completely submit to his touch.

YC let out a few desperate coos, aching for more. She was getting close. Her body took over and her hands ended up in his hair, gripping it and disheveling it as she held on tight.

That only motivated Bokuto to target her sweet spot, his tongue sliding up to her desperate clit. He was going to push her over the edge in the best way he knew how. It didn’t take genius to know that the way she reacted when he played with it meant she loved it. His tongue went to work, enjoying each one of her intense pleas while she tugged on his now messy white hair.

Drool dripped from her chin as she felt her orgasm approaching. “Kotaro!~” She called out his name as a warning and Bokuto swiftly jumped into action.

He pulled her hips up closer to his face, holding her folds open by tightly gripping her thighs and cheeks, one hand lightly slapping the side of her ass upon making contact.

YC shivered, trying not to thrash her legs as she felt herself cumming. Her hands quickly came up to her mouth, releasing his now disheveled hair. She covered her mouth as she came hard, bucking her hips up to his face and curling her toes.

Bokuto eagerly licked up her juices, using the freedom of her orgasm to open up room for another one. He slipped his middle and ring fingers directly into her convulsing heat.

YC quickly bucked and rocked her hips, trembling and shaking when he presses into her gspot. Her back arched and her hands desperately moved to grip the carpet under them.

Bokuto watched her squirm and wiggle under him. Her breasts and curves bounced beautifully, causing Bokuto to stare hungrily at her, his cock now being painfully repressed from how desperate he was. It motivated him to plunged and pushed against her gspot. He sat up straight, pulling her hips close to his and pushing his palm up against her clit.

YC quaked, her body unable to contain its excitement. He kept her orgasm going, not letting it end and instead igniting another one. She couldn’t stay tense forever. Eventually she collapsed under his touch, trembling and shuddering as his palm stimulated her clit. She couldn’t hold herself back now and she let out a loud and lewd moan, her cunt now dripping with arousal and soaking Bokuto’s hand.

That was probably the hottest thing that the man had ever seen. He couldn’t resist his urges any longer. Especially when he watched her once chilly skin now starting the bead sweat over all of her sweet spots. Even the front of her panties were soaking wet. All of this was only illuminated by the blue glow of the tv

He slid his fingers out of her slippery cave, loving the slick sound her pussy made. His hand slipped the front of his now soaked boxers down, his thick member popping out while he leaned in, kissing her lips while he whispered to her, “YC…” he spoke while rubbing the thick length along her inner thighs, letting her feel how ready he was.

His hand guided itself down to his veiny pulsing girth. All it wanted to do was to stuff itself inside of YC, it didn’t matter how, it just craved relief. He rubbed the tip of his cock along her soaked panties, placing a shy peck to her cheek as he lifted one of her legs up from behind her knee

YC was still coming down from the work he put in with his mouth and fingers, she wasnt prepared for when she suddenly felt a new sensation pressing against her damp panties. She knew that she couldn’t take the wait any longer. With a gentle bite and nip at Bokuto’s lower lip, she rocked her hips up against his tip, motioning her panties to be pushed aside.

Bokuto’s soft kisses served as a distraction to the both of them. Both of them felt as their arousal began to slip and slide against eachother, only causing them to both moan and gasp into the kiss. He rocked his hips slowly, making sure to push and press his member past her thinly clothed heat and to graze his tip over her begging hole.

They both let out soft moans of relief when the heat of her lower lips pressed against his shaft. Bokuto focused on sliding the head directly over her clit, pleasuring both of them while he mentally prepared to burry himself into his lover.

YC shivered and bucked her hips as her thighs tried to instinctively close from how sensitive she still was. She gasped softly when she felt his tip attempt to slide over the well lubricated entrance. She realized quickly that he was built thickly in more ways than one. A gentle whisper left her lips to get his attention, only pausing to gently return his soft pecks, “Bokuto…I love….you…” each pause being embraced with a kiss.

He blushed a gentle pink when he finally heard her say it out loud. He pouted and looked into her eyes softly, “I wanted to say it first…” he moped while pulled her leg up to rest on his hip. He resumed the kiss, his teeth bit and tugged on her bottom lip, showing off his passion.

YC pulled him in tight, one arm wrapping under his arm to hold his bare back and the other holding onto his cheek as she fought the kiss. She slowly slithered her tongue into his mouth, grinding her hips closer to his.

Bokuto let out a soft moan when she slid her tongue into his mouth. He immediately melted to the will of her tongue. Now was as good a time as ever, he was moving according to the desires of his body. His hips moved on their own, taking over as he finally dipped the tip of his dick into her dripping hole. Feeling a chill run up his back from pure bliss as soon as the heat engulfed the head of his cock, he found himself greedily stuffing the majority of it, right into her drenched pussy.

“Fuck…” he growled softly into the kiss.

“A-ahh~ Oh god~….” YC whimpered out, trying to muffle her voice in the kiss.

The two both let out their surprised lewd moans, causing both of them to pause to adjust to the intense sensations. It only took a moment before Bokuto began to rock and stroke his hips against YCs, stuffing her hole more with each thrust. He slid his hands down to hold her hips in place while he shoved his cock into her firmly, “Fuck… it’s to good YC~”

YC leaned her head back, letting out a louder moan when he crowded himself into her further. She was surprised to discover he still had so much more to give, marveled by the sheer girth of his dick. Not only was it the tight fit, just finally being physically united with Bokuto was euphoric. He filled her in such a new and intense way. His cock was so thick and defined, able to even feel the distinct vein running along it when she focused on how he felt inside of her. She clung to him tightly, wrapping her leg up to rest on his lower back. “B-Boku…bokut-ahh~” she was a moaning mess.

She wasn’t alone. Bokuto was in shock from how delightfully hot and slick her tunnel was. It may have just been the strength of their chemistry but he had never felt this delightful. The way her pussy encased him so perfectly, the sounds it made with each thrust, how slick and ready it was for him to use as his. Everything about it was addicting. Now that he had her, his body still craved more. All he could do was pull away from the kiss, ripping off the rest of her shirt and resuming his powerful and steady rhythm with his hands tightly gripping her sides, his goal now being to watch her breasts and curves bounce with each whip of his hips.

YC cried out, whining when he briefly stopped, only to become a moaning mess when he resumed. Each firm stroke made it feel like he was hitting the back of her desperate cave. The passion sent her into a trance as her eyes focused on the gorgeously sculpted form over her. He was truly successful at proving that he wanted to satisfy her body in every possible way.

He reached his hand up, grasping her breast while roughly rocking his hips forward to push himself in deeper, their hips clapping together loudly. His eyes wandered and his strokes slowed while he took a moment to take it all in. His hand only fondled for a bit, sliding back down to hold her hips while he watched himself stretch her hole every time he pushed himself inside of her. A devious grin resurfaced and his hand slid down to her stomach, pressing down when he began to speed his thrusts up, keeping the same strength behind each thrust.

Wet sounds were quickly filling the room and YCs moans we’re starting to mix in with them. She felt like he was breaking her open with each ram, the overindulgence making her mind go completely blank. “M-More~ please~” she couldn’t help but desperately beg for more, moaning out in a lewd voice between every firm thrust.

Bokuto couldn’t resist rocking and rolling his hips to meet hers. He breathed heavily, his own grunts and pleas mixing with hers. She felt better than he had ever imagined. He didn’t know if it was the thrill of finally getting his chance with her or if it was just her body being made for him, but all he knew was he was already addicted. Such passion only made their much awaited pleasure so much more fulfilling. Bokuto could only sink deeper into bliss, his usually wide eyes now lidded and starring down at her, just starting to ravage her with all his might

Her body bounced into his desperately after each slam to her gspot. He could hear the slaps, claps, and splashed while he filled and stuffed her in just the right way, making her body convulse and react to each slam. It didn’t take long for her to reach her peak once more.

YCs body felt like an euphoric electricity coursed through it. Her skin raised with goosebumps and her eyes lidded, lust being the only expression present on her face. She had never felt herself get pushed to her limit quite like this, in that moment, her only regret was not giving her body up to him sooner. Her orgasm was completely reinvented, causing her to let out a loud and passionate cry of bliss.

Bokuto winced when he felt her pussy squeeze tightly around him. She was going to cum soon and her hole was overstimulating his cock with each pulse. This caused him to buck into her hard, shoving his entire girth inside of her in one firm thrust, holding it against her gspot while he held her face close to his, staring into her eyes half lidded as he whined quietly against her lips. He was fiercely holding his composure, trying not to release then and there. His dick was drowning in pleasure, making his body desperately hold on to her hips to hold her in place.

YC came hard, her walls tightly sucking him in. “Ko-Kotaro~ Ahh…” she whimpered against his lips as her walls pulsed and squeezed, finally starting to relax.

Kotaro shivered, closing his eyes as her hole clamped and massaged his length. This is was bad, he could feel himself already getting close to the edge.

Precum leaked out of his tip and as soon as her body relaxed, he slid himself out of her, kissing her cheeks and forehead before pulling out and quickly guiding her hips to lay her on her stomach.

YC was weak from her repeated orgasms, practically seeing double by the time she realized she was being turned onto her stomach. “I…I’m still…calming..” she could barely speak as she tried to calm down.

Bokuto stared at her bare ass in awe, unable to look away or hear what she was saying. He wanted to dive his face right in but a different need of his ached. He climbed over her, rubbing his hands up against her plump cheeks before spreading them to marvel at the view. He starred at her drenched cunt, soon pushing his shaft between her cheeks for just a moment, his tip making its way back inside her in no time.

YC let out a sensitive moan, her voice trembling when he re-entered. She gripped the carpet desperately, feeling as he squeezed into the now tighter fit and right into her sweet spot. “K-Kotaro~”

Bokuto quickly realized that he made a vital mistake. The tighter angle did nothing to service him holding back his arousal. His hips were now closer to hers than ever, her ass perked against his hips just right, her moans lewder than ever and his cock was snug inside of her. He leaned over, kissing and biting his shoulder as he tried to slowly stroke to preserve his climax. It wasn’t working.

YC shuddered, moaning as the pressure from his figure mixed with the sensations of his teeth sinking into her shoulder. She reached her hands up to cover her mouth, her emotions over flowing with each smack to her aching pussy. He had managed to keep her entirely on edge the whole time, now was no different. She felt like there was no end to his ability to satisfy her and her moans reflected that.

He couldn’t hold back, his tip leaked but he couldn’t find the strength to pull back. Instead his lips traveled up her neck and to her cheeks, motioning her to kiss him. To make sure of this, he snaked his hands up the back of her neck and to the base of her skull, grabbing her by the base of her hair and aiming her face to his. He wanted to kiss her desperately but he also did this to hush her moans. He loved them so much that they were pushing him over the edge. He couldn’t control his hips anymore, they just smacked and plunged into her backside, causing her ass to move in waves with each hard smack.

She began to reach her end once more, the sheer force of his hips edging her closer and closer. She drooled into the kiss, moaning and trying to warn him of her approaching orgasm once more, her body now unable to keep up with the pleasure overload. When his hands tangled into her hair and began to tug, it was like a switch was flipped and her body caved in on her. Her walls began to close in on him again, just pulling him in as they pulsed.

He was so focused on maintaining his own mental fortitude that he didn’t consider her body giving in so quickly. He had pulled away from the kiss, now pushing her face down against the carpet while gripping her hair. When she came hard once again, he couldn’t hold back this time. He slammed himself in one good time before feeling a cord of tension snap.

“Ah-“ he moaned out harshly while a shock wave of pleasure coursed through his entire being.

He began to cum, the first wave being completely unavoidable before he forced his cock out of her soft hole. His seed spilled out of the tip of his cock and onto her cheeks. He rested his cock on the split of her backside, holding her hips with his hands and watching as it jerked and flinched while releasing onto her back.

Sweat beaded on her skin, mixing with his seed. It was a beautiful view and he soon found himself slowly starting to gain his composure. He soon blushed a deep red and nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck while apologizing, “Sorry…I came inside a bit…” he admitted.

YC was still coming down, somehow far more out of breath than him. Three orgasms is more than enough to where someone out, especially after they had essentially just been used as a hole. When the mental fog cleared, she was made aware of Bokuto’s guilty little pout. She could only giggle quietly before moving to turn onto her back, still in a state of euphoria. She could only pull him into a deep kiss, her tongue sliding back into his mouth to convey a very promiscuous message.

Bokuto’s eyes widened as he kissed her, surprised at how bold she had suddenly become. His member didn’t even have time to fully soften from satisfaction, he already craved more. It grazed against her folds once more, able to tell that it was dampened further by his release. His tongue fought for dominance with hers, his hands reaching down to grip her by her ass.

She roughly tugged and bit at his lip, bucking her hips up against his to beg for more. She was high off his touch, his rhythm, him in general. She had never experienced such chemistry, she wasn’t satisfied yet.

Bokuto was in the same boat, already sensitive to her will as it was. Nothing could have prepared him for how euphoric her body was. His hands went to work, no longer focused on love making but just eager to fuck her relentlessly. His control left him long ago and he pulled her legs up to hook at his hips. His grip on her ass turned into a rough slap, barely able to hold back the same force he used in his powerful cross court shots. That was going to leave a print on her complexion, no doubt about it.

The grip returned to her cheeks and he found himself shoving his cock back inside of her dripping hole, his face breaking away from the pleasure.

They both let out a passionate sound once more, YC now clawing into his back and pulling down.

Bokuto purred from pleasure, only able to gasp out, “God YC…I love you~” he pleaded before smacking his hips against hers with all his might

YC began to let out yelps of lust, her voice unable to be contained as he hit the back of her dripping cunt over and over and over. Her eyes began to drift up and her body collapsed under his touch.

Bokuto latched onto one of her breasts, sucking and biting at her nipples with each thrust. He loved marking up her body now that he was able to claim her in more ways than one. When he watched her face begin to blank out, he knew he had to finish her off on the best note possible.

Bokuto pushed her thighs up grasping the backs of her ankles and forcing his bodyweight forward. She was pressed up into a folded position while his cock plunged inside the deepest divot of her entrance. He was going to fill her in more ways than one. It was already crazy intense with the way her pussy dripped from the mix of their juices, but now there was nothing to stop him. He was going to breed her until they couldn’t move anymore.

YC hadn’t ever been taken to this level. The sting of his hand print on her ass cheek never went away. It only mixed and blended into the pleasure, making her just buck her hips into his more. Hearts were in her eyes as she continued to claw into his back and now tugging on her short hair. Her tongue tangled with his. Her body gave in to his, and in seconds, she was folded up, now taking every bit of his massive girth. She couldn’t even form words anymore, just desperate whines as her cunt quivered.

Bokuto was nearing his peak. The constant thrusting went on and in and on, being driven by excitement and lust. They had been at it for hours by this point and this final position was the grandiose final stretch. Her pussy was pulsing, signifying her getting close. His dick hadn’t stopped leaking since he slid it back into her. Now he was truly getting close.

YC began to cry out from pleasure, one final orgasm bringing her to become a complete mess. She released onto him, dampening the front of his groin while he continued to slap his hips into her.

Bokuto felt himself edging closer and before he knew it he started to cum hard, still thrusting with all his might and causing semen to pour out of her along with her own fluids. After several strong pumps, he couldn’t keep up. His legs went weak and the gave out on him, causing him to have to catch himself with his hands as he watched her lost gaze.

YC shivered, feeling his hot seed fill her up completely. As she slowly calmed down, she eventually looked directly into his gaze, her ears ringing and her body tingling from her head to her toes.

Bokuto pumped a few more times, letting the rest of his release leak into the overcrowded hole. He gently kissed her forehead before pulling away and watching his now softening cock slide out of her, completely drenched in their fluids and still dripping cum. He stared at her abused hole, loving how it dripped with his seed, watching it pour and drip out into a puddle on the floor.

YC eventually spoke up, slowly composing herself and looking up at him while she slowly sat up, “Bokuto…that was…amazing..” she admitted shyly.

The man chuckled, soon pulling her into his lap to kiss her forehead. “If you thought that was amazing, be prepared to have your mind blown a lot~” he kissed her cheeks, “Well…more than just your mind actually~”

YC blushed a bright red before smacking his now dewy chest playfully, “Way to ruin a moment..” she said shyly with a pout.

Bokuto smiled and nuzzled into her neck, “I can make it up to you…. I’ll scrub your back~” he cooed softly.

YC smiled, chuckling and teasing back, “Who said I would let you into the shower with me?~”

“Can I at least peak?” He asked playfully

And with that, the two had officially become a couple. Their chemistry and lust for each other was unmatched and they had many many many more wonderful nights like this ahead of them.

#haikyu x reader #haikyuu #bokuto x reader #bokuto x you #bokuto smut #hq smut #fanfic #friends to lovers

[teddybear-sunflower]

Of pens and papers - Bokuto x Reader (pt.Three)

Pairing: Bokuto x reader

Wordcount: ca. 1900 words

Genre: fluff, future angst, college Au

Summary: Sometimes you are lucky enough to meet the right people at the right time. You meet up to study and you even cook for him.

Parts: One Two Three

A/N: I actually planned to post soemthing else but deicded to give you a double update, so hopefully you can enjoy two parts of The Soulamte Games this Sunday. One part will definetly be realised and this series will be updated next week!

To your surprise Bokuto texted you the same day you exchanged numbers and the first few days it wasn’t even about studying. He texted you memes he thought were funny, he asked you about your day, he told you about his friends and how “mean” they apparently could be because they didn´t want to believe you were real but still nice enough that you should swing by the gym someday to meet them and he even texted you good morning and good night.

You were a little overwhelmed to say the least. You knew  that the ace was extroverted and in a way you expected that he would text you randomly but you didn’t expect him to constantly text you randomly, if that made any sense.

It wasn’t like you minded it. It was actually nice to wake up to a good morning or text while sitting in class.

You both were a bit busy lately, so you only saw each other in that one class you shared. He even kept true to his word and came regularly now that he knew you were also in that class.

Even though you didn’t see each other that much, you still felt your friendship grew exponentially fast since the two of you made up for the lack of meeting up by texting.

You probably shouldn’t be surprised that you started to crush on him. You wanted to deny it but your friends ruined that when they pointed out that you grinned like an idiot whenever he texted you and that you were disappointed when someone else dared to text you.

Maybe it showed due to the amount of time he spent texting you but he also started to really like you. He always thought you were cute but now that he got to know you and your quirks and likes he felt warm just thinking about you, something he did a lot lately.

He just liked the little things. You were shy but so kind and good-natured. You were smart and hardworking. You loved animals, especially cute puppies and kittens never failed to make you smile. You were scared of spiders but didn´t mind bugs. You listened to music whenever you could and you most definetly were a night owl, which ended up to be your new name in his phone.

He really liked you and he hoped that you liked him too.

-

After about three weeks you finally decided to meet up to study since the exam for that one class creeped dangerously close and Bokuto still had a lot work to do.

When he asked you to meet up, you didn’t hesitate to invite him to come over to your small apartment. You disliked tutoring at the library because some people could be very sensitive about noise, and you knew that Bokuto had two roommates. While you didn’t know them personally, you knew enough that you knew that it would be too distracting to get anything done.

And just maybe, you were a bit too nervous about meeting his close friends. You weren’t exactly in a relationship, but you still felt the need to make a good first impression and you weren’t ready for that much stress.

Bokuto immediately accepted.

That´s how you ended up cleaning your apartment like you were possessed at 9 AM. It wasn’t like you were the messiest person but you definitely weren´t the cleanest as well.

Soon enough your door bell rang and you skipped to your door, being in a surprisingly good mood considering that you planned on studying all day.

You threw your door open and there he stood. He wore a hoodie and a pair of shorts, nothing special really but to you, he still looked extremely handsome at that moment.

“Hi” you greeted with a bright smile.

“Hey! Did you sleep well?” he asked as he stepped into your apartment and took off his shoes.

“Pretty good, actually” you lied. You didn’t, you were too excited to meet up with him but he didn’t need to know that.

“Those tell a different story” you were surprised when he reached out with one hand and brushed his thump over the dark shadow under your right eye.

It wasn’t even a second that his skin made contact with yours, but it was enough to throw you off.

“Well, I guess, you caught me. I studied until late at night again. I promise I will get a good sleep tonight though” your hand tucked at the hem of your shirt as you explained yourself.

“You should! How is your brain supposed to remember all the stuff you feed it when you don’t get enough rest” he playfully ruffled your hair, which only deepened your blush, but the action definitely wasn’t unwelcome.

“I will let you know my brain is just fine with how things are” you scoffed, making your way into your apartment, expecting him to follow you wordlessly.

He did, looking around. A smile made it´s way on his face as he took in your surroundings. The apartment mirrored your personality so well. It wasn’t much. Just a one-room apartment but the way you decorated it made it feel very homy and just so you.

He liked it a lot.

“Your place is so cute; it definitely reminds me of you” he didn’t hesitate to put his thoughts into words. You sheepishly looked over to him as you took a seat on your floor´s rug. Your desk only had space for one person and you weren´t sure if he would be comfortable with sitting on your bed, so you decided to go for the floor.

Without any complains he followed your example and plopped down beside you.

“You ready for some studying?” You raised an eyebrow at his enthusiasm but didn’t question it. The better his mood, the easier it would be to explain him all this stuff.

“I guess” you replied not matching his happy mood, but you definitely felt content with having him with you.

-

You soon enough realized that it wasn’t as easy to teach him material that was supposed to be remembered over an entire semester. He wasn’t stupid at all but it was hard to keep his attention on what was important right now.

And why you chose that specific color for your curtains didn´t count to the important things, even if Bokuto said otherwise.

“I am hungry” he whined after a few hours of studying, falling back on his back while stretching out his limps. As much as you wanted to remind him that you still had a lot of work to do, you were hungry yourself, so you decided that a break was needed.

"How about I cook something for us?” You suggested also leaning back on your arms as you looked over to the volleyball player for a reaction.

“You would cook for me?” His energy returned at that, sitting up immediately and pretty much throwing his arms up in glee. Your eyes widened at that and you silently questioned when was the last time anyone cooked for him.

“That would be awesome! We only ever eat ramen or random fast food at home because we all don’t know how to cook or are too lazy to do so” he pouted as he thought back to his shared dorm.

“Well, I am not the greatest chef, but I am sure I can make something better than fast food” you assured, standing up before making your way over to your kitchen that was down a small hallway.

“I can´t wait!” He cheered, following you into the kitchen “Can I help you?” You giggled at his eagerness.

“If you really want to help, you can cut the vegetables” you told him as you took said food out of the fridge.

“I can do that!” He replied and that’s how the two of you started cooking. You couldn’t remember the last time you cooked with one of your friends, so this felt really nice. It had a strangely domestic feeling as you both cooked while talking about pretty much everything that came to mind.

“I have to tell the guys. They will be so jealous that I get to eat cooked food and on top of that I get to enjoy it with a pretty girl” you almost let go of the spoon that you used to stir the vegetables with. He really had no filter, and it flustered you every time.

For a moment he didn’t say anything as he was presumingly busy texting his friends. A minute or so later he startled you once more by suddenly appearing right beside you, pretty much throwing his arm around your shoulder.

“They don’t believe you or the food is real. Lets send them a picture to proof it!” He grinned, pulling you into his side. The first thing you noticed was how well you fitted right under his arm and the second thing was how warm the male was.

You automatically felt comfortable but that didn’t mean you werent a bit confused by the situation.

“Why don’t you send a picture of the food?” You suggested as he obviously tried to go for a selfie.

“No! I want them to be real jealous and to stop acting like I´m making you up. You really have to meet the guys soon” before you could reply anything he already held his phone in front of your faces and without waiting for you to be ready he took a picture.

“Hey!” You  huffed when it was over so fast “I didn’t even smile” you complained.

“You always look good, just wait” he assured as he pulled the picture up. You stared at it and werent sure what to think.

Bokuto flashed his typical bright smile in the camera and looked as good as ever. You on the other hand looked confused. Tucked under his arm and right in his side you had your face slightly turned to the male since you had tried to talk him out of taking a picture with you.

“See? That picture is great” he grinned and already went ahead and sent it to his friends. “I really like it. Our first picture together” he grinned down at you and the way he worded this made your heart skip a beat.

“I don’t know, next time at least give me time to smile” you pointed out before realizing that you were still hugged by him. He apparently also seemed to finally notice how close you were and took a step back with a small blush adorning his cheeks. He once more acted before thinking.

You turned your attention to the food which was pretty much ready.

His flustered state also didn’t last too long as he finally got an answer.

Kuroo: I can´t believe she is real

Kuroo: and can cook

Kuroo: and is pretty

Kuroo: I am kinda jealous, you lucky bastard

He proudly helt the phone in front of your face, letting you read the text of his friend, Kuroo.

“Well, I am glad you were able to outdo your friends” you snickered, picking up two plates.

A few minutes later the two of you were sitting in your living room / bedroom enjoying your newly cooked food.

“You are really good at cooking! This tastes amazing! We have to do this more often” Bokuto claimed.

“I wouldn’t mind that”

#haikyuu au #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #my writing #anime #haikyuu!! #hq #manga #haikyuu fluff #fluff #hq x reader #x reader #bokuto fluff #bokuto #bokuto x reader #bokuto kōtarō #bokuto imagines #bokuto x you #bokuto x y/n #friends to lovers

[octo-cutie]

Hello, just wanted to ask if you are still active on tumblr? I am just waiting and dying for the new chapter of your Bokuto fanfic to come out for a while now.

Hello bby! I am finally back and ready to start writing. I am fueled by the College Bokuto news and now I have a very short sneak peak for you all while I finish up the next chapter! I don't wanna give away too much because there is a HUGE fight coming up between Y/N, Amelie, Bokuto, Suga and Taichi

Are you free later? -Sent

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Sugawara’s chat bubble popped up and within a few minutes he responded informing her he was in fact free and did she want to have dinner with him? Y/N sent off a quick reply asking if 6pm would work and if he would like to come over for dinner. Sugawara responded with a thumbs up and a happy face emoji and Y/N smiled happily to herself. Even after his abrupt confession through a kiss in his car a month ago, Y/N hadn’t found herself uncomfortable around him. In fact they had been dancing around the issue for some time and it was never brought up without flushed cheeks or a squeak from one of them about how they had an errand to run later. But Y/N sighed as she heaved herself out of the tub to dry off. 

She could be happy with Sugawara. This was the right level for her. Nothing too flashy and a romance that would keep her comfortable… Just the right amount of happiness.

Y/N was so busy imagining what possibilities could arise from this one dinner that she almost didn’t notice the pull of her heartstrings at the thought of telling Bokuto they were ‘just friends.’ 

#bokuto x f!reader #cute octopus writing #undiscovered sea friend! #haikyuu!! #fan mail!

[teamatsumu]

it was you all along. (bokuto koutaro x reader)

summary: you confess to him, and he’s confused because he thinks you’re already dating. for my valentine’s day event - theme: confessions.

word count: 1285

tags: @keiva1000 @kindnessspreads @msbyomimi @sleepyxxhead @priv-rose @nishayuro @kitas-tapioca @kakashineedstotouchgrass s @amisuh @avis-writeshq @samanthaa-leanne @akaashi-todorki @sp1ng @kur0obaby @bleach-your-panties @pinkiipeachiikeen @whippedbel

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Careful hands tried to handle the cupcake as delicately as possible. You held your breath, lowering it into the box. When its base hit the cardboard, you finally sighed out in relief. You pulled back to admire your creation, feeling a smile creep up on your face at the sight of the four cupcakes, all decorated to the nines.

No doubt in your head that Bokuto would love this. After all, you knew his every like and dislike very well. You had known him forever.

Bokuto Kotarou had taken you under his ‘wing’ when you were in elementary school. Tiny-you had no confidence and zero capability to make friends, while Bokuto was your exact opposite. He had taken a liking to you and had bravely proclaimed that he would ‘protect’ you, puffing out his tiny chest and grinning wide. Over the years, Bokuto had not let you down even once.

It was no wonder that you slowly fell in love with him. How could you not? You spent every day joined at the hip. The only time you were apart was when he was on the court, and even then you were on the sidelines, clipboard in hand, managing the team while admiring how talented your friend was. So really, how could you not fall in love?

In your defense, Bokuto doted on you like crazy. He knew very little physical boundaries when it came to you, hugging and squeezing the life out of you, laying sloppy kisses on your cheeks, sharing food and stories and…. basically each other’s entire lives.

But today. Today was the day. Today you would tell him that you no longer wanted to be friends. That you wanted more. Your heartbeat sped up at the thought of how he might react. You weren’t an arrogant person by any means but you couldn’t imagine him reacting negatively. There’s no way Bokuto could be as affectionate as he was if he didn’t feel something for you. Hell, how many times had he told you he loved you? Every day. You had lost count.

You were careful with the box as you walked to school. Your very limbs were vibrating, and you were breathing deeply in and out to make sure you remained calm. You were optimistic in taking this step. In fact, all your mutual friends, including the team, had only encouraged you. They were all dead sure he would accept your confession and return your feelings just as enthusiastically. You were more excited than you were nervous. You couldn’t wait to see him.

You found Bokuto with his head buried in his locker, and you had to hold back a snort. He was muttering something under his breath, and you were sure he had lost something else now. His locker was a mess, and you had repeatedly scolded him to clean it up or else he would lose things. Once again, you were right.

You tapped his shoulder, biting back a laugh when he jolted and banged his head against the roof. Curses flew from his mouth before he ducked and pulled his head out, turning to look at you with a glare. You watched fondly when his scowl was replaced by the widest, brightest smile you had ever seen. Bokuto’s smile could give the Sun a run for its money.

He exclaimed your name loudly, opening his arms wide to pull you into a bear hug. You immediately held a hand out to push his chest back.

“Hold it!” You lifted up the box. “I’m holding something delicate.”

Bokuto’s interest was immediately piqued, and you giggled at his childish curiosity, grabbing his wrist and tugging him with you. He hastily slammed his locker shut and let you drag him down the crowded halls and outside, finding an empty bench overlooking the school track.

“What’s going on?” He finally asked, wide golden eyes peering into your own. You sat down and patted the seat beside you for Bokuto to do the same. He obliged, waiting for you to speak. Instead, you handed him the box.

Bokuto opened it up and gasped at the selection of four intricately decorated cupcakes, admiring each one separately. You felt your heart swell at his reactions.

“Holy shit,” he whispered. “This one looks like a volleyball. And this one has my jersey number!”

Bokuto looked back up at you with stars in his eyes. “I can’t believe it. This is so awesome!”

You grinned wide, fiddling with your hands a bit. “I made them for a special occasion.”

Bokuto perked up again. “What special occasion?”

You took a deep breath. Finally, the time was here. “I love you, Kou.”

Bokuto blinked before a wide smile overtook his face. “I love ya too, babe.”

You stared at him for a bit. “No. I mean, I love you. I’m in love with you.”

Now, a small, confused frown formed between the boy’s eyebrows. “I heard you. I love you, too. What’s going on? You’re bein’ weird.”

You gaped at Bokuto, unable to even fathom what he was getting from this. Were you not being clear enough? Was he not understanding what you meant?

“Kotarou, I don’t want to be just friends. This isn’t a ‘friends’ kind of love. I wanna date you. I wanna be your girlfriend.”

Now Bokuto looked flabbergasted, slowly closing the box and placing it to the side. “What are you talking about? You are my girlfriend!”

Silence. “What?”

Bokuto nodded, though he still looked at you like you had grown two heads. “Y-yeah?”

“Kou-” You held up a hand as if calling a timeout, trying, but failing, to understand what he meant. You had anticipated requited feelings. Some part of you had even considered the possibility of rejection. But this? How was this even possible?

Bokuto looked like he was processing things too. He quirked his head to the side, staring quizzically at you. One of his hands ran through his hair, almost in thought. You felt a horrific laugh bubble up inside you at how ridiculous the situation was. This…. this was so on brand for Bokuto. Your confession going awry because this idiot thought you were already dating.

“But what about all the time we’re together? I always hug you and kiss you. We have sleepovers all the time. I sleep in your damn bed!”

“Well yes, but-” You shifted. “We did that as friends!”

Bokuto gave you a look. “You think I act that way with my other friends?”

“I thought I was special.” You mumbled, suddenly rethinking almost every interaction you had with Bokuto.

“You are.” His voice softened. “Because you’re my girlfriend.”

You felt your face burn hot. “But you never-”

He waited for you to continue. You fidgeted.

“We never kissed.”

Now, a shiteating grin was slowly spreading across Bokuto’s face. He wiggled his crazy eyebrows at you. “You wanna?”

You smacked his bicep hard, making him yelp and rub the sore spot with a little pout. Inside your chest, your heart was doing endless flip flops. You still couldn’t believe that all this time, Bokuto had assumed you were dating and not just friends. The very thought of it was both completely expected and also insanely shocking at the same time.

Bokuto was watching you closely, having calmed down a bit. He gave you a little smile.

“Since ya didn’t consider any of our dates as…. dates, can I take you out on a proper one now?”

A smile spread across your face at his words. You nodded jerkily, staring down at your hands. Bokuto clapped his hands in finality.

“Great! Now, I need to eat these cupcakes and talk about how great they are.”

You laughed.

#bokuto koutarou #bokuto koutaro x reader #bokuto x reader #bokuto fluff #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu fluff #hq fluff #bokuto koutaro x you #bokuto koutaro x y/n

[tyunniez]

tired already?... kuroo x bottom male reader

!!.. amab reader, semi-public sex, kuroo loves to tease, bokuto almost caught the both of them lol, biting and marking, creampie, both characters are 18...

a moan resonated through the empty bathroom. the setting sun outside peeked its way into the many stalls yet the fluorescent lights overpowered it.

" k-kuroo.. finish already! w-what if someone comes in... plus i don't think i can hold myself up anymore! " you whined, trying your hardest to hold yourself up using the stall's door.

meanwhile, kuroo only got more excited at the thought of someone coming in. them being able to hear your slutty moans. how loud you were begging just for some sweet release. maybe kuroo would let them take a peek too.

" hah, bet you would love that right? " kuroo grinned and trusted into you harshly, making you choke a bit on your own spit.

how did you even get here?

" bokuto! " you yelled out at your best friend, him already running and making his way towards you.

kuroo noticed this however it was too late.

before he could even react, you already set the ball towards bokuto who was already mid-jumping. the ball spun in the air, everyone's eyes towards it.

bokuto raised his left hand and winded back his right, preparing to hit said ball. kuroo tried jumping to stop the ball but it was too late.

the moment he began jumping, the ball hit the floor with a loud thud. the sound echoing throughout the audienceless court.

a moment of silence passed by with everyone processing the victory which now belonged to the fukurodani's players.

screams of happiness broke the silence, shaking the empty court. " yeah! let's go! " you screamed out, hugging your sweaty best friends bokuto and akaashi.

the three of you hopped around in happiness after winning the game, your teammates also happily cheering around you.

the nekoma players all congratulated you upon winning the practice match, both players shaking each others hands.

a whistle interrupted you, " yn, nice save earlier! " kuroo, your close friend approached you and sat down next to you.

" oh hey kuroo! thanks heh, you were pretty awesome earlier too! " you compliment him back, sipping the last drop of water in your bottle.

he hums in acknowledgment, appearing tired from the match. " oho what's this? is the great nekoma captain tired already? " your teasing voice earned you a slight jab from him.

" ugh im not tired yet! c'mon, let's go grab some drinks at the vending machine. " kuroo got up first, leaving you to follow him on your own which you did.

your mind wandered off as you trailed behind him, thinking of what to drink to get at the vending machine. what you didn't expect though was you being pulled to the bathroom by kuroo and getting your back blown by him.

" tired already? weren't you the one who was teasing me about being tired earlier. " kuroo laughed at your face as he held you up with both hands, slamming you up and down his cock.

" now look who can't even keep himself up. "

you could only moan while grabbing onto his shoulder, your own cock already leaking and smeared with cum. " i'm close, keep going kuroo..! " you managed to moan out, clenching him harder and harder.

kuroo's cheshire smile stretched itself on his lips, clearly enjoying how dumb you were from his cock alone.

you were so so close to cuming till..

" yn? kuroo? are you here? " bokuto's cheerful voice suddenly echoed in the bathroom, causing you and kuroo to stop your movement entirely.

bokuto looked around the bathroom, shrugging when he found neither you nor kuroo. he decided why not take a quick bathroom break while he was here, completely unaware of what was going on in two stalls next to him.

he sat himself at the first stall, one stall away from him having a front-row seat to hearing you get your ass pounded.

you looked up at kuroo in fear, afraid that even a tiny squeak could make bokuto a bit too curious and start to investigate the sound.

however, kuroo on the other hand looked down at you with a sinister look in his eyes, it being pretty obvious about what he was about to do.

you shook your head at him while covering your mouth to which he turned a blind eye.

he slid you up and slammed you down on his cock harshly, the sound itself making bokuto look around, but the sound that escaped from your mouth was what made him realize what was going on.

a high-pitched moan escaped from your mouth, the sound being an obvious giveaway of what was going on in one of the stalls.

your eyes rolled up to the back of your head at the sudden sensation of being full.

your release immediately came out of your cock. the cum that was seeping out of your ass hole and dripping down onto kuroo's thigh was also just making the situation more messy.

but kuroo wasn't done yet.

he picked up the pace and began thrusting into you, the feeling of your tight walls making him go overdrive.

tears rolled down your face as you tried your best to keep quiet, afraid that your own best friend might hear you getting dicked down.

you buried your face into the crevices of kuroo's neck, bitting and sucking on his neck in an attempt to hush yourself. kuroo on the other hand enjoyed the feeling of your teeth against his skin, leaving mark after mark on him.

bokuto quickly finished his business and rushed out of the bathroom, leaving the both of you alone again.

" mhm.. hahah, you loved almost getting caught by your own best friend, didn't you? " kuroo teased, his relentless thrusting still not finished.

you shook your head while burying deeper into his neck, your tears and saliva soaking kuroo's jersey.

he laughed at you, muttering about how cute you were.

after some hellish rounds, he was finished with his tormenting of you. the both of you walked out of the bathroom with your tracksuit jacket covering the marks all over each other's bodies.

you went back to the almost empty court, trying your hardest not to limp.

" hey hey hey, yn! where were you earlier? " you looked around like a deer caught in headlights upon seeing your two best friends behind you.

" oh uh.. hey! i was just at the store nearby.. " you lied through your teeth, praying that bokuto would buy it.

thankfully he wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed.

he nodded in understanding and began gossiping to you about how he heard some couple getting it on in the bathroom and how awkward it was since he needed to take a shit earlier.

you nodded along, acting as if that couple wasn't you and kuroo.

however, akaashi didn't seem convinced about your lie.

" yn, were you with kuroo earlier? " akaashi suddenly questioned you. your sweat dropped as you tried your hardest to not make any eye contact with either of them.

" huh oh uh yeah.. w-we were just yknow.. eating at the store together. " your voice gradually got quieter the more you talked.

akaashi hummed, as if already knowing what was going on but decided to not pry any further. meanwhile bokuto looked between you and akaashi, trying to figure out why you were so red at the simple question.

" well whatever, im tired and sweaty! let's go home now! " you thanked the world for how dense bokuto was.

you grabbed your stuff and followed behind the two men, already planning to beat the shit out of kuroo for next week's practice.

#tyunniez 🕷 #tyunniez asks 💌 #bottom male reader #bttm male reader #male reader #uke male reader #x male reader #amab reader #male x male smut #male reader smut #kuroo x male reader #haikyuu x male reader #kuroo x reader

[hqkalon]

♱ 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 ♱

welcome to the experiments of sex terror where each character x reader takes place within a different kink. if your able to handle the horror of sex mania then you can proceed... may all the kinky whores enjoy kinktober 23’ !

this will be my first kinktober, so remember to have patience as I am learning to navigate throughout this upcoming month xx. all writings will have content warnings, so i'd recommend you to read the warnings as well as the guidelines to what i write!!

all fics will be displayed at the top, while drabbles/headcanons will be at the bottom. (scroll down)

— from one kinky whore to another <3

main masterlist - taglist ( +18 )

- OCT. 07 - “Stakes won’t hurt me darling.”

KINK : PARAPHILIA — vampire!gojo x hunter!reader

october 31st a blood-thirsty vampire appeared within the shadows of the london, preying on innocent civilians. it was your job as a vampire hunter to execute this fiend, but how would that be knowing you were the missing puzzle to his piece.

- OCT. 14 - “A game of Fox and the Little Mouse.”

KINK : CORRUPTION — stalker!toji x reader

letters from an unknown sender, suddenly start appearing at your doorstep every night with a questionable slogan- the Hunter and it's Prey. who could this sender be? and why did the victim have to be you?

- OCT. 21 - “How about a different kind of studying?”

KINK : DUMBIFICATION — tutor!atsumu x reader

it's the night of Halloween and you're stuck getting tutored by one of your fellow classmates. he's everything a girl could dream of, but why did you have to land on bad luck while all your friends got to party, or so you thought.

- OCT. 28 - “Smile for the camera as I slaughter your cunt.”

KINK : VOYEURISM — ghost face!suna x reader

you were now the new helpeless victim in his sequel. stumbling upon the infamous ghost face- inviting you into his film, recording live. starring @/ghostface and his new helpeless victim.

- OCT. 31 - “Am I too much for you dear?”

KINK : DEGRADATION — assassin!getou x reader

a quiet town rose with suspicion as the sudden news of a murder lurking within the shadows- though stumbling upon his shadows leads you into a vacant mansion. what will you do when faced with this cold-blooded killer.

- OCT. 01 -

KINK : BONDAGE — könig x reader

- OCT. 08 -

KINK : SPANKING — nanami x reader

- OCT. 15 -

KINK : FACE-SITTING — incubus!bokuto x reader

- OCT. 22 -

KINK : THIGH-RIDING — mean dom!getou x reader

- OCT. 29 -

KINK : HATE-FUCKING — simon ghost x reader

#sintober #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #call of duty #jujutsu kaisen #haikyuu #cod smut #jjk smut #hq smut #gojo smut #toji smut #atsumu smut #suna smut #geto smut #konig smut #nanami smut #bokuto smut #simon riley smut #ghost smut #jjk x reader #hq x reader #cod x reader #call of duty x reader #haikyuu smut #konig x reader #toji x reader #ghost x reader #atsumu x reader #gojo x reader #suna x reader

[sweetfushi]

SYNOPSIS. making others jealous of you.

TAGS. iwaizumi, bokuto, ushijima x reader.

hajime iwaizumi:

— A few of the participating teams flow out the gym in their groups while you wait for Iwaizumi. You spot Oikawa walk out the gym with a skip in his step, Iwaizumi in tow as he glowers at his friend's public display of joy. "Can you not? You're going to jinx our next game," your beloved husband murmurs.

— Oikawa spots you from afar and makes a beeline for you, throwing his arm around your shoulder and ruffling your hair. "You here to congratulate us, Y/N? You're too good to us," he places a hand on his chest, touched by your alleged gesture. You can already hear a few girls from the other teams whispering at not only Oikawa's presence, but Iwaizumi's too.

— Lately, Iwaizumi had become popular amongst the college students, almost everyone recognising him for effortless talent in volleyball. However, that meant that he was rivalling Oikawa's fanbase because wherever they went meant that both of them gained the squeals and excited whispers of students.

— Evidently, Iwaizumi didn't care about the longing stares of the girls from the other team as he pressed a kiss to your awaiting lips. "Thanks for coming, baby," he smiles softly, eyes scanning your face to ease his nerves after such an exhilarating game. "You hungry?" He asks, letting you link your arm with his as Oikawa walked on the other side of him.

— You spot a few girls stunned by sudden display of affection (as this had been the first time you had met Iwa after a game), some wiggling their eyebrows to congratulate your absolute catch of a husband, while others evidently wished to be in your place (while a few of the male students wished to be the one you linked your arm with).

— "Yeah," you sigh. "I'm starving," you laugh, the confirmation all Oikawa needed before bursting into an array of suggestions. "You know, there's this new ramen place down the street, it's right opposite the bus stop, we have to go." You and Iwa share a glance, a silent agreement. "Yeah, why not?"

kotaro bokuto:

— As you walk into the gym, you spot Bokuto talking to a couple of seemingly infatuated girls. He seemed to be demonstrating his spiking method as he was jumping around and swinging his arms around enthusiastically. His voice could be heard from outside the gym let alone when one stood in it.

— At the sight of you, his eyes light up significantly and he excuses himself from the girls to charge towards you and tackle you into his arms, lifting you high in a crushing yet heart-fluttering embrace. "You came! Late, but you came," he exclaims ecstatically, placing you back down on the ground when you start to slap his shoulder at your lack of oxygen. "You should've seen me this practice round, damn was I amazing or was I amazing?" He flaunts, grinning at you but directing the boast at Akaashi, who smiles faintly as both Bokuto's validation and his greeting to you.

— The girls Bokuto was previously talking to seem startled by his sudden display of affection, albeit not offended. They giggle when he begins peppering your face with kisses, mumbling adorable affirmations in between each one (things such as "I love you so much" and "you are so beautiful", even "it's so hard having such a gorgeous wife because it means I miss her all the time").

— You blush at each word, having to eventually push him away with a breathy laugh. "You got another round?" You ask, nodding towards the others who seem to be feeding back to each other. "Oh yeah, you have to watch me, baby," he insists, grabbing your hand and ensuring you sit in a middle row on the bleachers (far enough to not get hit but close enough to still see every bit of the action).

— The girls he was previously talking to are packing their stuff and start walking up the bleacher stairs. On their way to the gym's exit, they flash you a thumbs up and whisper "we are so jealous of you right now" with evident excitement in their voices. They giggle at your blush and thanks, waving you goodbye before leaving.

wakatoshi ushijima:

— Ushijima is not one for public displays of affection, but his method of displaying it is noticeable (at least to his teammates). You're walking with three of your friends to the diner the team invited you to after an allegedly 'boringly easy' game (according to Tendou's words). When you enter the late 1980s styled diner, the bell ringing upon your entrance catches the attention of Semi and Goshiki, who both sit up and wave you over.

— You sit next to Ushijima while your friends squeeze in between the others. Ushijima stares at you for a moment, observing you, before smiling softly and greeting you. His hand finds your knee under the table, tracing circles with his thumb. "I already ordered you a milkshake, but take some time to order some food too," he suggests, handing you the menu with a subtle yet detectable shift closer to you.

— Although your friends each have a crush of their own on other members of Shiratorizawa, they don't deny the chemistry between you and Ushijima (so they're not ones to be jealous of you spitefully, rather be envious of your relationship as they wish to have the same with their crushes).

— As aforementioned, Ushijima is not greatly into PDA, so the most he will do is wipe a stain of ketchup off your cheek, or perform acts of service such as placing all your favourite sauces near you and unwrapping your straw for you. You're engaged in a conversation with Goshiki about the best breed of cat as you feel Ushijima's gaze burn into the side of your face.

— You try to contain your blush the best you can, but fail spectacularly when Semi smirks at you, openly acknowledging your embarrassment. You glare at him in a failed attempt to divert his attention, but he shrugs and sips on his own drink as he observes Ushijima's infatuation with you. He and the other members are not used to anything but demands and feedback from their captain, so seeing him like this? It almost makes them jealous of what you two have.

#haikyuu #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu x reader #ushijima x reader #bokuto x reader #iwaizumi x reader #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu fluff #ushijima #bokuto #iwaizumi #haikyuu fanfic

[dumbseee]

boyfriend!iwaizumi when you’re a famous idol.

iwaizumi hajime x fem!reader.

genre: fluff.

warnings: bad english/grammar :p /mention of the kpop industry (in here, dating someone is less taboo than it is in real life) / first work so it’s not that good.

_

after high school, you left japan for south korea, you always had this dream of becoming a kpop idol. during your time in seijoh, you were already known for being an amazing dancer but also for your angelic voice.

iwaizumi would always brag about you to the volleyball team, oikawa would tease him about you leaving him for a famous korean actor, after you became famous. to which, iwaizumi would respond with a kick in his friend’s back. truth be told, he was actually very scared of what the future had in store for you two after high school. he didn’t know if long distance would work for you, or if you even wanted it in the first place.

during your last school day, iwaizumi walked you back home, like he always did, but he seemed out of it and almost, sad? you asked him what was wrong and he told you that if you wanted to break up with him to focus on your dreams, he’d respect your decision and always support you. he couldn’t even look at you, tears starting to form in the corner of his eyes as he tried his best to keep a straight face. his words surprised you and broke your heart because you never knew that iwaizumi could be so dumb to think that you’d break up with him like that. "no matter the distance, it will never make me forget about how much i love you, hajime."

so you left for south korea and he left for america to study. you two called each other everyday, when you two were too busy, you’d try to call at least twice a week. iwaizumi was busy with school and finals took all his time while your trainee program took up yours. but somehow you two made it work. a few years later, you debuted as a soloist and sold millions with your first album whilst iwaizumi came back to japan after graduating, and became an athletic trainer for japan national volleyball team. you couldn’t be prouder of him, and you were his pride. he streamed all your songs, putting them on speaker while the boys would practice, he brought all your albums and watched the variety shows you were featured in. he was basically the president of your fanclub. and he wasn’t ashamed of it.

you two always made sure to go together on vacation in a foreign country, where kpop wasn’t really the thing. the distance actually strengthened your relationship since being apart of each other for so long, made the reunion better. you knew iwaizumi was it for you, and he was also your muse for your music. your fans often joked about how inspired and how deep your love songs were. it made you laugh to read all their theories about you being married to a farmer. if only they knew…

iwaizumi never minded being your secret boyfriend, he actually liked it that way. he didn’t know if he could bare being in the public eye every time. knowing that you were south korea’s sweetheart, being your public boyfriend would mean saying goodbye to his peaceful life, and iwaizumi wasn’t ready for that. well, he wasn’t ready yet. one day, he woke up to his phone being blown up by messages, actually tons of messages, from the groupchat he shared with the japan national team. he even had missed calls from oikawa, and all his close friends.

shoyo: IWAIZUMI-SENPAIIIIII

SID YOU SEE HHE NEWS???

kageyama: learn how to spell, idiot.

ushijima: blowing up his phone isn’t the best way to announce something like that.

bokuto: HAJI-SAN IT’S TERRIBLE ARE YOU OKAY??

atsumu: JUST SHUT UP

let the man wake up peacefully damn

shoyo: IT WAS TO BE A FAKE NEWS RIGHT??

bokuto: YEAH L/N-SAN WOULD NEVER DO THAT

iwaizumi: what the fuck?

ushijima: you should check twitter, hajime.

iwaizumi had frowned, but went on twitter, an app you forced him to subscribe to. apparently it was the genz’s newspaper. to his surprise, your face was all over his feed, it wasn’t surprising because he liked everything about you, followed dozens of fan account and basically became a fan account himself. but what surprised him was seeing those big account talking about your "relationship" with a famous korean actor.

"l/n y/n, the famous soloist who stole everyone’s heart with her heartfelt songs and beautiful looks, is dating a/l a/n!"

his eyes widened as he typed your name to call you immediately. his heart was beating so fast as he didn’t know how to feel about this. of course it was fake news, right? he knew you’d never cheat on him, you loved each other and iwaizumi couldn’t see his life without you in it. he quickly became aware of how much he loved you and how important you were in his life. without you, iwaizumi would be nothing but an empty shell. "hajime? thank god, i tried to call you!" your voice made him release a breath he didn’t know he was holding. "you saw, right?" your voice was small and for a second he thought that maybe you called him to announce your new relationship with this dumbass actor. "yeah, it’s not that fun to wakeup to your friends blowing up your phone and news outlets talking about your girlfriend’s relationship with that fucker." he rubbed his face with his free hand. "these idiots took pictures of us while we were in cabo and thought it was a/n. apparently you two look alike." he heard you chuckle which made him feel warm inside. he hated the fact that he doubted you for a second. suddenly, an idea popped up in his head, a crazy one but still. "you have an award show in a week right?" he asked you, a smile tugging at his lips. "yeah, why?"

well, iwaizumi’s idea was indeed crazy but you didn’t care, you were down for it. and as your name got called in the category, "best female artist", iwaizumi was next to you, he stood up before you could even understand what was going on, and he kissed you. showing to the world, that you were his as much as he was yours. it was a crazy way to launch your relationship to the world, but you didn’t care, because as long as you were together, nothing could happen.

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x y/n #iwaizumi hajime #iwaizumi x reader #haikyuu iwaizumi #iwaizumi fluff #hq iwaizumi #iwaizumi x you #iwaizumi x y/n #iwaizumi headcanons #fluff #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu fandom #haikyuu fic #iwaizumi hajime x reader #iwaizumi hajime x you #iwaizumi hajime fluff

[dolliestfairy]

𝑂𝑜𝑝𝑠.. 👀 𓏲๋ ⊹ ֢

jjk, Genshin Impact, Naruto, & Haikyuu Men's react when they got caught in the act while fuck*ng with you ᰔᩚ ‌ིᨴּ ˒˒۪

ೀ𔓘 Tw : Smut, Public S*x, teasing, degradations, mocking. and maybe some misspelled words. lmk if i miss anything! ᰔᩚ Chubby reader fanfictions with no skintone of reader mentioned.

ೀ𔓘 Notes from Author ; tyvm for the long break. my head is like out of an ideas so i have to sort some things out to have an ideas again. and luckily and hopely from now on my heads will be full of these ideas lolol :3 ‌ིᨴּ ˒˒۪

꒰͡⠀Mdni

They Got Embarrased! This type of mens are a Huuuge shy bean! they got pretty embarrased when they got caught wet in you. wether the ones who peeks within it are his friends, his family, or even a stranger.. he still got sooo embarrased! you have to reassure him that everything is fine or later on he will get pretty embarrased that he want you to stop the deed for a moment 😭 but dont hate him though.. he's just super shy and he doesnt know how to handle it.. espesially if its his first time getting caught in the act.

( jjk ) ᰔᩚ Yuuji, YUUTA, Choso ( genshin impact ) ᰔᩚ AETHER, venti, KAZUHA, al-haitam ( naruto ) ᰔᩚ ROCK LEE, sasori, Yamato Sensei, minato ( Haikyuu ) ᰔᩚ Hinata, SUGAWARA, Akiteru Tsukishima, Akaashi, KOZUME KENMA, YAMAGUCHI.

They got a Little.. embarrased.. but Still continue anyway. these type of men will probably gonna stop for a second. its like when he pound into you and someones coming in but after that person sees you both during those things they immediately go out of the room, he's gonna have to proceed some things. its like he's... out of the server. but not even 1 minutes later he's already back and then he just like immediately grabbing you and then pound you Twice harder than before while saying some real real weird and nasty stuff.

( Jujutsu Kaisen ) ᰔᩚ MEGUMI, Geto, Nanami ( Genshin impact ) ᰔᩚ DILUC, XIAO, Ayato, ALBEDO, Zhongli ( Naruto ) ᰔᩚ Kakashi, NEJI, SHIKAMARU ( Haikyuu ) ᰔᩚ TSUKISHIMA KEI, SEMI EITA, Lev Haiba, MIYA TWINS, Kageyama.

THEY DOESNT GAVE A FUCK! what do you expect? do you think some buds or some strangers walking into the rooms will stop him from pounding your big ass hips? No! aint no fucking way. he'll gave whoever that person is some real fucking performance. wether they like it or not. And when that person wants to walk out of that room, he'll be quick enough to saying things like "hey buds! you dont want to check this out?! come see me tame my woman! i'll gave you some stuff to watch!" and others.. i know he's sound like a real Nuts, but.. thats who he is. you'll probably cant complain to him anyway since his excitedment will sped up the pace of his pounding, that'll make it the end of you. and just hope that he'll be merciful enough to not suffocate you with his teasing later on.

( jjk ) ᰔᩚ Toji, GOJO, SUKUNA, MAHITO ( Genshin impact ) ᰔᩚ Itto, SCARAMOUCHE, CHILDE, Kaeya ( Naruto ) ᰔᩚ Madara, OBITO, Sasuke, Kiba, NARUTO HIMSELF, HIDAN ( Haikyuu ) ᰔᩚ KUROO, Bokuto, KYOUTANI, Oikawa, TENDOU, TERUSHIMA.

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