#daichi sawamura smut

[forusomimiya]

HQ captains reacting to you walking semi-naked with his team jersey

𝘍𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘛𝘦𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘰 𝘒𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘰, 𝘚𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘋𝘢𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪, 𝘒𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘰 𝘉𝘰𝘬𝘶𝘵𝘰 𝘸/ 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 (all of them timeskip!) 𝘊𝘞: 𝘛𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘹, 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 (?) 𝘈.𝘕.: 𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 ‘𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 4 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 🦅🐍👑😜

𝐓𝐄𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐎 Despite no longer being involved in the world of volleyball, Kuroo still keeps his uniform as if it were a treasure. That uniform is not just a simple piece of clothing, in that uniform there are memories, family, victories… and he keeps it as his most precious object.

So precious that, when you get home and see that you have nothing to wear, you decide to surprise him by wearing it. And that's how you get it when he comes home after a long day at work.

"Oh wow" he says looking at you as he sets his keys in the foyer and his briefcase on the floor. "You look so pretty".

"Ya think?" You pinch the bottom of your shirt and stretch it out as if it were a dress, twirling on yourself. He gives you a smirk, examining your bare legs.

"Yep, just ´cause you're the one wearing it" he walks to the couch and once seated, sighs tiredly, turning to look at you. You know something has gone through his head. A couple of pats on the couch urge you to sit next to him, but you prefer to climb into his lap and entwine your fingers behind the back of his neck. His hands soon wrap around your waist.

"Thank you for the compliment" so innocent, you deposit a kiss on the tip of his nose.

"You're welcome, though…I think you'd look better without it" his hands come in direct contact with your skin, running up your ribs before coming to brush the sides of your tits, up your neck with his lips.

"Oh yeah?" you ask wryly. "Then you'll have to take it me off if you want to enjoy the view" you have plenty of time to jump up from the couch and rush out to his office, to wait for a smiling Kuroo to come through the door while along the way he undoes a couple of buttons on his shirt and rolls up his sleeves. A fucking sexy businessman.

Only 15 minutes later he had you begging, lying on the cold table, making a mess of your ass while he teased your pussy with his fingers, whimpering in pain and pleasure as you swooned listening to all the compliments he had in store for you since he saw you with his shirt on.

𝐒𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈 "Daichiii…" you call from across the hall, peeking your head around the door frame, watching your husband cook. Daichi turns slightly but ignores you. "I can't see you now honey, come and show me" so you walked tiptoe to his side, where you wait for him to turn to look at you, leaning on the kitchen counter. He gives you a sidelong glance and when he notices what you're wearing, he completely disregards his task. "What a surprise" he laughs. "Where did ya get it?" "It was stored in one of those old boxes in the storage room" Daichi disappears, only his gaze is left riveted on you, licking his lip unconsciously under lewd thoughts. "Earth calling Daichi, are you listening to me?" you ask snapping your fingers in front of his face. The only movement he makes is to touch a button on the plate, the one you can assume makes the fire go out, before you see yourself lifted into his arms, walking with you to the bedroom, where he drops you on the bed and lets you know his thoughts as he goes to the closet and rummages through the drawers. "Oh… I know what you want to play at" "Oh yeah?" he asks undoing his shirt and exposing his toned abs. You can't help but think he's going to give you a striptease right there, because that's how all the strippers in the movies start, bare-chested and in dark jeans. But your world falls apart when from behind his pants pocket he pulls out his work handcuffs. "I'll bet by your expression it wasn't what you imagined" A groan escapes you as he takes both wrists, raising them high above your head, positioning himself behind your legs, which are you don't know how, raised. This was the fucking Daichi you married. "If your intention was to turn me on, it worked. Now be a good girl, or..." whip your ass in warning "I don't promise to be a good cop".

𝐊𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎 𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎 "Where do you want to go for lunch tomorrow?" as if it were nothing, you stroll semi-naked in front of your boyfriend, who had long since stopped paying attention to the book in his hands, forcing him to look at you, no, to analyze you as you paced back and forth across the room. "Kotaro" you call him, scowling. "I'm sorry honey, I was so stunned looking at you I think I cum in my pants." "KOTARO!" but your temper soon deflates and you burst out laughing. "I'm kidding, it looks really good on you, better than me" you blush and steal a kiss for the compliment. "Do you think I would have made a good captain?" "I don't think you're good at that whole leadership and taking control thing" your shocked face makes him chew and swallow his words back. "I said I think!" "Well, since you've questioned it, I think it's a good time to show you that I can do it" Bokuto proclaims victoriously when his provocation towards you makes him manage to get you on top of him, unable to help but smile at the sight of your tits moving easily under his shirt. All he needs to do is lick his lips. "Let's be honest. If you're going to fuck me, let me at least take those tits honey. I can't stop drooling thinking about them" you can't say no to him, because one of the good things about Bokuto in sex, is that just by sucking your tits, he would make you cum time after time. "Well… Let me see those pretty lips wrapped around them then" just one command and Bokuto would already be under your shirt sucking your tits, with a noticeable erection that you would soon take between your hands, milking him.

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[kingdaddydaichi]

₊✧⋆⭒ nsfw. MDNI. x f!reader. 600+ wc.

daichi is by no means pushy, especially when it comes to you.

but after several weeks of dating and the most you’ve done with him is kissing and grinding each other through your clothes, he realizes that he’s going to have to take the lead if things are going to go any further.

so near the end of your next date, once again he finds himself making out with you as you straddle his thighs. 

you’ve been too shy to tell him or make a move, but you desperately want to feel more of him. which is why you moan in his mouth when his hand slips under your shirt and squeezes your tit, your nipple slotting between his thick fingers. it feels so good, so long overdue that you can’t stop yourself from keening his name.

“daichi…hnn~don’t stop,” you gasp in his mouth, making his hard cock jump inside his pants. you feel it pulse against the back of your thigh and grind back against him, needing to feel more of him but too shy to say or do anything more about it.

but daichi reads your body. he’s had enough time by now to pick up on the little messages you send to him without saying a word. even through your pants, he can feel the moist heat between your legs.

he lays you back, his hard cock pressing against your center when he slots himself between your thighs. what shred of shyness remained crumbles away when you feel the full roll of his hips against you.

“daichi…please,” you whine, driving him even deeper into a feral state.

he raises up to his knees and peels your pants off your legs, keeping his big brown eyes on you as he lowers his mouth to your core. he has smelled your scent on his pants before and has been dying to taste you. he tongues your slit through your damp panties before closing his lips around your clit and sucking you into his mouth.

“mm~fuck…you taste so good,” he moans, his deep voice reverberating against you, making your legs shake against his shoulders.

he sticks his middle finger in his mouth, slicking it up before slipping it inside your panties and pushing inside your tight, needy hole. you whine and keen, shivering at the feeling of daichi's finger - daichi's anything - inside you. his tongue plays at your clit some more before he moves your panties to one side to expose you.

“so pretty,” he breathes before dragging his warm tongue along your bare cunt for the first time. 

you push your fingers into his brown hair, whining his name as he works a second finger inside you, spreading you open a little more but still not nearly as much as his cock will. he’s grinding his hips against the couch cushion below, eager -desperate, even- for some friction against his aching erection.

“fuck…daichi, yes,” you say without thinking, head rolling back against the couch. “eat my pussy so good~”

he latches on for real now, his lips forming an air-tight bond with your clit. he’s sucking you in so hard, his tongue pushing over your clit inside his mouth as his thick fingers curl inside you, wishing it was his fat cock instead. 

you’re oblivious to the fact that he’s so close to cumming, his almost-purple cockhead pinned against his own navel and dragging against the rough material of his pants. you arch your back, pulling your legs further open and back for him as he fucks you harder and faster with his fingers.

“ohh…dai~” you whimper. “i- think i’m gonna…ohfuckyes~”

your cunt aches and flexes around his fingers as he drinks you down, moaning and savoring every last drop of your orgasm as his cock soils his pants with his own cum. next time, he thinks, it'll be inside you.

₊✧⋆⭒ daichi m.list || 18+ reblogs, likes, comments, and follows are very much appreciated ty babies !!

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[dyeher]

Third Offense | HAIKYUU

includes: daichi sawamura x fem! reader warnings: age gap [legal], anal, creampie, breeding, fem nicnknames [princess] and pronouns [her, she], daddy kink, overstimulation, incorrect use of panties, handcuffs, dirty talk. summary: your third offense lands you behind bars. 

Daichi fucks you with your cheek squished into the bar of the cell. Your lips parted, drool staining your chin and your eyes rolled into the back of your head; he fucks you like you’ve wronged him. Briefly, in the minutes before his cock presses against that one spot inside of you that makes your brain shut down, you wonder if he treats everyone who sees the inside of this cell that way. 

As if it’s not bad enough, it’s a Friday night. The station is busy with drunkards and reckless teens being dragged in almost routinely. Phones are ringing off the hook, the bustling sounds of Miyagi’s Police Station are the only things drowning out your hiccuping. Your pathetic hiccuping. 

“If you get any louder they’ll come down here wondering what the fuck is going on princess,” Daichi coos. “And then, they’ll find you here, crying on my cock, almost making a mess of my pants with the way you’re fucking creaming,” he pauses- not his thrusts, his speech- to take a breath and glance down at the place where your bodies meet, “God,” he groans. “Look at your little princess cunt, so fucking messy for daddy.”

You want to reply, you want to say yes, you want to tell him it’s all for him. But there are thick fingers pressing onto your tongue. Fingers that go deeper with the force of each of his thrusts. More than once he’s had to pull them back when you gag obnoxiously around them. 

Daichi has stripped you. Tugged your dress free from your body, ripped your panties so they’re hanging off your hip as he plows into you. They sway with the rocking of your body, almost the same way your tits are bouncing, rubbing against the cold metal of the cell door. If only you weren’t completely out of it. If only you could tell him to go slower, to be gentler but your cunt squeezes around him mindlessly, gushing another round of cum as your nth orgasm washes through you. 

He cums too. You know because you can feel the brief pain as the fat head of his cock breaches the entrance to your cervix and empties yet another load of his hot cum into it. You try to make a sound of pleasure around his fingers but only succeed in drooling more. 

“Good girl,” he grunts as he lets his weight fall against you. The downside to having your hands cuffed together on the outside of the cell is that you can’t support yourself. Not that you’d be able to anyway. You’re trembling too hard, a result of being fucked standing up. Daichi pulls his fingers free from your mouth and chuckles when you take a harsh breath. “Your little pussy did so well, princess. Daddy’s so proud of it.”

You don’t expect the hand that was in your mouth to snake down to your cunt. You don’t expect the slap that lands against your swollen clit. So you wail, a broken sound that makes Daichi’s cock throb. You slump, knees buckling under the weight of your exhaustion but Daichi isn’t done with you yet. He wraps an arm around you to support you and hoists one of your legs up to the bar running horizontally through the others. Spreading you out for him, giving him access to the important parts of you, the parts that matter right now.

“I think I’m done with your pussy for tonight,” he huffs. “I think it’s nice and full, there’s no room for daddy’s cum in there anymore.” 

He pulls his cock free, bending to watch as his thick cum begins to ooze out of you. With a dissatisfied huff, he smacks at it. The sticky strands of your mixed arousal connect him to you for a little bit. “Naughty little cunt, trying to get rid of my cum.”

He straightens to wrap his hand around your throat and silence your sob. He kisses roughly at the side of your forehead before bringing his lips to your ear to growl. “Thought you wanted me to put a baby in you. Hm? Your little cunt isn’t being very agreeable, princess.”

He lets go with a shove mumbling under his breath about common whores who won’t behave as he tears your underwear the rest of the way off. You glance down when he squats between your legs, and a split second before he does it you realize his intentions. You squirm when he stuffs the torn piece of cloth into your hole. 

“Dai- daddy,” you whine, the feeling is foreign and uncomfortable, making you wiggle your hips in consternation.

“Shh,” he gently turns your head to face him, a small smile forming on his face when he takes in your running mascara and horribly smudged lipstick. “Don’t worry, daddy knows what he’s doing. You want to keep his cum inside right? Want to give daddy a baby?”

He kisses you softly when you nod dumbly, taking his time to coax your lips and tongue with his own. It’s a mind-melting kiss that once more reduces you to a brainless set of holes, so much so you don’t feel when he rubs the thick of his cock along your exposed asshole. Barely feel when he presses one thick finger into it. It’s not the first time Daichi has fucked your other hole but there’s usually far more prep involved before he can even attempt to fit in there. 

Tonight though, it’s clear he’s a little upset about what you’ve gotten yourself into. About the fact that he’s been forced to arrest you for something he’d warned you about several times before. He doesn’t stop kissing you until the head of his cock presses against the puckered hole. He’s still soaked in your cum and he’s too impatient to provide more prep. He pulls away from your mouth then, dragging the hand around your waist up to squeeze at your breasts and pinch at your nipples.

“Relax, princess,” he pleads, hooking his chin over your shoulder. “Let me get in there.” He peppers kisses along your exposed skin, sucking and nipping into your neck until you relax enough for the head to pop in. You squeal; an adorable sound that has Daichi’s eyes squeezing shut as he forces himself not to cum again. 

He’s incredibly overstimulated. His cock raw and pulsing but he needs to fill you with cum. He needs to fill every hole in your body. Every crevice that can collect liquid, he needs to douse your inside in him. It’s what you deserve. To be treated like a cum jar. A cum dump. A fleshlight. A toy. And Daichi doesn’t care if he fucks himself dumb doing it but he will use you.

His hand slides down your tummy and thick fingers nestle themselves on either side of your clit, they scissor against your puffy lips, spreading them apart and smearing the mess around. You keen when he uses your relaxed state as an opportunity to slip his cock the rest of the way in.

“There we go,” he chuckles. “There you are.” He takes a moment to appreciate the way you have to stretch to accommodate him, and then at the velveteen walls that massage the veins on either side of his cock. When he pulls out you both groan at the obscene squelch. 

“Fu-fuck,” you whimper, fingers flexing as they scramble for something to hold on to. There is nothing though. Not when they’re outstretched in front of you. “Please- plea-“

“Please what Princess?” he uses his thumb to press the head back into you. The fit is so tight, so deliciously perfect that Daichi loses his sense of awareness for a little bit. Forgets where he is, his vision going white at the burn from how tight you are, the sound of his blood roaring in his ears deafens him. He has to stay frozen, one hand on your hip as he regains his bearings. 

“Fuck me,” you slur. “Fuck my little hole.”

“Oh God,” your words snap something inside of him, as though he wasn’t already spiraling from the number of times he’d stuffed your cunt with his cum he’s suddenly overcome with the need to fucking ruin your little ass. So, he does. 

A big palm pressing your face into the frigid bars, he rams into you. His pace is unforgiving even to him. You’re both moaning and panting and groaning; broken, breathy, dizzying sounds that spur each other on. Daichi mutters filth into your ear and you agree with dumb little ‘uh huh’s and ‘yes daddy’s because that’s all you can manage to say. When he cums into your ass you cry, you sob and tremble so badly that Daichi can barely catch you before you’re straining yourself on the weight of your cuffs. 

You’re both sweaty and disgusting but, Daichi doesn’t give you the opportunity to freshen up before he takes you home. When Sugawara opens the front door, there’s a tense moment of silence while he takes in your disheveled form and ruined make-up. He gives Daichi a calculating look, one that Daichi recognizes all too well.

“Thank you, Daichi-san,” Sugawara sighs. “I don’t know what I’d do if you weren’t looking out for her.”

“It’s never a problem Suga.”

“You-” Sugawara glares in your direction, “-get in the house. Get cleaned up. We’ll talk about this in the morning.”

You’re about to protest, about to tell your father that there’s nothing to talk about, that you’re a fucking adult even if you are still living with him but, the subtle clearing of Daichi’s throat paralyzes you.

“Goodnight daddy,” you huff. You don’t wait for a reply, scurrying into the house and away from both men. Daichi bites his tongue when he realizes that you’ve only given one goodbye. He almost calls you a brat as you storm off but Suga doesn’t seem to catch on to the way daddy addresses them both.

“Sometimes, I think you’d be a much better father to her than I am,” Suga sighs.

Daichi chuckles, ‘“You’re an amazing father Suga, she’s just a little attention hungry.”

“I can’t afford to keep bailing her out every other week!”

“As long as I’m at the precinct, she’ll be fine,” Daichi reassures him.

“This is her third offense,” Suga frowns. “You can’t protect her forever, and it might cost you your job.”

It’s actually your sixth offense, the other three times he’d just never been able to make it to the station before you’d finally goaded him into fucking you in the back seat of the cruiser. Belatedly, Daichi recognizes that he may have encouraged this behavior by giving you the attention you were asking for, he recognizes that he may have created a monster. He doesn't care though, if there’s one thing he’s good at it’s breaking brats.

“It’s fine Suga,” Daichi smiles. “We can fix this, we’ll just have to work on her together.”

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[suyacho]

ON THE WAY ft. haikyuu captains

synopsis — they were busy men but never too busy to have you whenever they needed it

kinktober 2023 | taglist

content warnings: minors/ageless blogs dni - fem!reader - quickies - unprotected sex - no prep - size kink - dirty talk - use of nicknames - creampie - breeding - office sex - praise - soft/intimate sex - shower sex - slight temperature play (?) - back scratching - 1,5k words in total

note: oikawa was supposed to be a part of this but i took way too long and just needed this wip to be DONE before i deleted it fnskdkd

DAICHI SAWAMURA — 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃

“Love… I gotta go in a bit.” Daichi groaned as you pulled his undergarments down and started stroking his half hard cock, trying to keep his last bit of sanity together.  “I know but you look so hot like this.” you smile innocently, teasingly rubbing him against your already dripping heat. “Just be quick, it’ll be fine.” you continued, lining him up with your entrance.

“You’re such a needy girl.” Daichi sighed in defeat, knowing he couldn’t fight against your teasing, he fell for it every single time. “Sorry love, you just gotta take it like the needy girl you are.” he warned you, looking for any hesitation on your face and pushing in with one quick thrust when he couldn’t find it. “Are you really this needy to be fucked?” Daichi smirked, stumbling on his words at the way you felt, you were so fucking tight, or maybe he was too big, yet the second thought never crossed his mind.

“No– but y-you look like you are.” you tried to get back at him, a gasp leaving your lips as he picked up the pace, fucking you deeper as his tip kissed your sweetspot. Wrapping your arms around him in reaction and pulling him even closer. “You d-didn’t even give me a second to adjust.” you mumbled against his skin, tears pricking in your eyes from both the stretch and the pleasure you were feeling, each thrust only bringing you closer to your release.

“Mhm– you’re the one who can’t keep her pretty hands off me whenever I’m in my work clothes.” Daichi taunted you, his big hands easily gripping your sides as he pounded into you at a fast pace, fighting against time yet slowly losing himself and the time from the way you clamped down on him. He knew better than anyone that he couldn’t keep it by one round, not when you were like this. All he could do is hope that you didn’t ruin his work clothes too much.

KUROO TETSUROU — 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

“T-Tetsu, you have a meeting!” you gasped, grabbing onto the desk for support, hearing Kuroo’s belt unbuckle behind you. “Screw that meeting.” he mumbled cheekily, slowly pushing in, making sure that you felt it all. A whimper fell past your lips at the feeling of being filled, when in reality you should’ve probably argued back. Tell him that his meeting was far more important and that he couldn’t afford to miss it, but Kuroo was so hard to resist.

“B-But–.” you choked out a moan, his deep yet sloppy thrusts making him hit all the right spaces. Kuroo wasn’t wasting time, he wasn’t going to the meeting before making you cum. “Shh honey–, it’s okay, just take it like a good girl.” Kuroo taunted, shamelessly moaning out loud, the sound of skin slapping against each other, his desk creaking and your moans echoing through his office and Kuroo couldn’t give two flying shits if anyone heard you. He just gripped onto your sides as he continued pounding into you, loving the way you looked bent over his desk, one of his favorite sights to see, especially after a stressful workday.

Usually, you’d come here on purpose, wearing your pretty outfits just to get fucked and then leave filled with his cum. His higher role gave him a lot of freedom and he knew just to use it to his advantage, so your work visits were his favorite moment of the day. No one made a problem of it either, especially because they knew you were his wife. Little did they know how Kuroo fucked you on the desk they put their papers and hard work on, how he’d breed you till it spilled out and made you cum over and over on his cock, all in his office. Your visit today was no different in his eyes, yet for once, you actually came with a reason to his office, Kuroo had forgotten his lunch at home but before you could even mention it, you were bent over the desk.

“Just like that, you’re doing so good for me.” Kuroo praised you, grabbing a fist of your hair and pulling you close to him, back pressed against his chest as he kept fucking into you, your legs already feeling like jelly. “Tetsu I j-just came to bring you lunch.” you cried out, his grip on you being the only kind of support you had before your legs gave out. “In this honey? Knowing it’s my favorite.” Kuroo whispered into your ear, nibbling onto the skin behind it and making sure to leave his mark, the meeting becoming a long forgotten event for him.

BOKUTO KOUTARO — 𝐇𝐄’𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔

“Baby… I’m so nervous.” Bokuto admitted, hovering over you and lining himself up with your entrance. “Relax Bo, I know you’ll do great.” you smiled lovingly at the man above you, his face flushed as he slowly pushed in, a broken groan leaving his lips as he got swallowed by your warmth, slightly relaxing at your touch.

“It’s just– I don’t know if I’ll do well.” Bokuto mumbled, thrusting into you at a sensual pace, his fingers intertwined with yours. “I know you will, you always do your best baby.” you reassured him, squeezing his hand gently while the other cupped his cheek, locking eyes with him, not being able to help the moans rolling off your lips.“Mhm– you’re always so sweet to me.” he murmured, sweetly kissing your hand and nuzzling his face into it after, picking up his pace as he watched your reactions, his cock twitching at the sight. 

Being riled up before a match was nothing new for Bokuto, he was pumping with adrenaline and a wave of emotions, all of this becoming too overwhelming sometimes. That’s why he was so thankful to have you by his side every single time, you just knew how to comfort him in all types of ways, his favorite being comforted when he was buried deep inside of you. You just knew what to say and what to do, even when he was putting his heart out while fucking you, being at his most vulnerable state while being intimate with you. The way you kissed him, held him, sweetly told him reassuring words while moaning out his name, he couldn’t imagine nor wish it any other way, this was all Bokuto needed.

“You’re gonna cheer for me right?” Bokuto asked in between kisses, his hand gently rubbing your side as his tip massaged your sweet spot with every thrust, making you see stars and slowly lose yourself in pleasure. “Of course I will Bo, you’re the best, remember?” you praised him, closing the gap between you two with yet another kiss and pulling him as close as possible, slightly stretching his back from how deep he was fucking you. Maybe this was all Bokuto needed to be able to concentrate on his matches.

ATSUMU MIYA — 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐔𝐏 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐓

“Atsumu! You said it would be only a quick shower.” you gasp as he teases his hard on along your slit and pushes your back against the cold shower wall, the sensation from the temperature difference between the water and wall leaving you burning up with lust. “Easy pretty, I just wanna spend more time with you.” Atsumu taunted, teasing his tip at your entrance before sliding in, giving you a few seconds to adjust before starting to move.

“ ‘Sumu, your f-flight.” you reminded him, closing your eyes and slowly letting yourself get lost in pleasure, not actually caring enough about his flight to stop this and not give in. “I’ll catch the next one.” Atsumu shrugged, picking up his pace and placing kisses on your neck, making sure to leave marks for when he was gone. The water dripping onto your connected bodies only turning you on more, his hands traveling over your body and massaging your chest not helping one bit as you moaned out his name with every thrust. “That’s it pretty, you’re taking me so well.” 

If there was one thing about Atsumu it’s that he could get rather selfish at times, especially at important moments like leaving home at time to catch a flight. Yet here he was, fucking you in the shower and both of you knew this wasn’t going to be just one round, it never was with Atsumu. Missing his flight wasn’t the most important part, it was his teammates waiting on the other side of the world, probably fed up with him because this isn’t the first time he pulled this, he was a little too carefree but that was also another reason why you loved him. Atsumu just had to come up with yet another excuse of why he missed his flight because he could not bluntly admit he just wanted to get his dick wet one last time before leaving for a while, though it isn’t something he didn’t do before.

“Just l-like that Tsumu.” you whined, your nails digging into his back as you stared at him dumbly, already drunk on his cock. “Oh yeah? What happened to me missing my flight?” Atsumu teased, fucking into you with deep yet desperate thrusts. “You wanna be fucked that bad?” he taunted you, knowing that he was no better than you, especially when he started it and he felt his orgasm building up. Maybe sex was the best when you had a flight to catch after all.

#daichi smut #kuroo smut #bokuto smut #atsumu smut #daichi sawamura smut #kuroo tetsurou smut #bokuto kotaro smut #atsumu miya smut #daichi drabble #bokuto drabble #kuroo drabble #atsumu drabble #haikyuu smut #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu scenarios #snow writes; smut #snow’s kinktober #kinktober 2023

[fushigurro]

𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝘼𝙇𝙇 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙂𝙄𝙑𝙀.

𝗗𝗔𝗜𝗖𝗛𝗜 𝗦𝗔𝗪𝗔𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔 𝗫 𝗙!𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥. ⌇ 18+ only, mdni / incest / big brother!daichi / fingering / thigh riding / lots of praise / 1.7k words

Ever astute, he always has a sense for what needs to be done.

“C’mon. Come sit with me.” Daichi pats his muscular thigh with a smile, voice warm and inviting as always as he beckons you towards his place on the couch.

“Okay.” You comply and step closer to where he sits, spreading your legs to place them on either side of his and promptly placing yourself in his lap. This brings you face to face with him, his warm breath reaching out to caress your skin and familiar scent wrapping around your senses. a hand comes up to meet your hip on instinct.

“Hi.” He grins.

“Hi.” You grin back.

There’s heat in your cheeks and then he’s quickly pulling you closer, sliding you further up his thighs and making you squeal as his deft fingers start to poke and tickle at your sides. You have no choice but to wriggle and contort against him with choked laughter, trying with little success to escape his friendly torture because his arms are too big, his grip too strong, his own chuckles too hearty.

Daichi continues his attack until you’ve folded forward, cheek now resting upon his shoulder as you pant close to his neck. Your body rises and falls with the motion of your desperate lungs, and he embraces you all the while, a strong hand very gently squeezing the back of your neck.

“You’re always so adorable when you get worked up.” His tone never fails to sound so benevolent and wholesome; however, the relationship between you two would be considered anything but.

Gravity keeps you planted firmly in his lap, your bodies connected far too thoroughly for what might be deemed appropriate. It’s warm there where two pelvises meet and it’s incredibly familiar—incredibly enticing.

Daichi can pick up on even the smallest movement you make with your hips. His senses are keen like that, and he knows what it means even before you do. Somehow he always knows.

After quietly holding you for a few moments, a couple of his fingers tug at the waistband of your pants.

“How about you go ahead and slide ‘em off for me?” It's a gentle encouragement and command all wrapped into one, his sturdy presence compelling you to obey before you can even think anything through.

When you raise from his lap to start peeling the clothing from your bottom half, he watches with a glowing pride as if this is something acceptable or even virtuous. “Atta girl.”

Somehow he’s always aware of when you need him, when you need reassurance, praise, support. It’s a talent that you can’t decide is a blessing or a curse, because it feels deplorably natural to accept his offerings and his commands when it should in fact never be acceptable for you to so willingly open yourself up to him as you reclaim your seat in his lap.

It almost seems as if something like this is nothing more than a brotherly duty to him, the responsibility of the eldest to tend to your needs, but no—he always enjoys it far too much for it to be something as simple as that. Daichi is just so steadfast and unselfish in his approach that it nearly appears to be only for your benefit.

Your hands lock behind his neck and your noses are an inch or two from touching. His smile never fades even after yours has.

“You’re beautiful,” he states with an upward lilt, calm demeanor masking how his cock twitches in his pants knowing that your bare cunt hovers not far above it. His biology makes him ache to be inside you, but he always resists, never indulges. He’s a good big brother. Right?

“Stop it…” your voice is bashful and you turn your head away from him, a frown daring to shape your lips.

Daichi softly yet firmly grabs your chin and directs your gaze back to his. “Hey, it’s true.”

“Daichi—“ your words are cut off by the little noise that leaves you at the feeling of his fingers slipping between your folds, gracefully gathering some of the slick to coat his fingertips. The slippery wetness is minimal at the moment, but he’ll work it out of you. He always does.

“There’s no reason to be embarrassed,” he reassures and breathes you in, eyes closed as he places a kiss to your throat. “It's just me.”

Just him. Your big brother, the foundation, the man of the house, your role model, the one who’s taught you everything…

The one who’s always there, the one who knows you better than yourself.

Daichi’s tongue presses against the plane of your neck followed by the gentle suckling of his lips, and he performs this pattern several times until you’re sighing, humming, and becoming even more pliant against him. His middle finger strokes you with an incredibly easy, coaxing precision that urges your sensitive cunt to drool around it. For as stern as he can be at times, he certainly has a particular tenderness about him.

“Good girl. Relax.”

He settles you like it’s his job, his purpose; and to him, it is. It would be shameful of him to not give you everything that you need and more, and to teach you to appreciate yourself as much as he does. Part of Daichi holds on to the hope that, if he’s successful, one day you won’t even need him anymore.

But will the time for that ever really come?

None of that matters, however, because right here, right now, he’s making you drip onto his palm, pulling the wetness out of you like the seasoned lover he is. You’re slick enough now that he can easily slip two fingers inside you, already knowing that it’ll be enough to give you a good stretch but not enough to make you uncomfortable. It makes you clench and whimper, fingers digging into his shoulder.

Daichi’s amused chuckle flutters against your skin. “Feels good, huh?” he doesn’t necessarily mean it in a cocky way, but more so an ‘I know this is exactly what you’ve been needing’ way.

You nod in response, flustered. “Mhm.”

His thumb swipes over your clit while his digits remain completely still inside you, but it isn’t long before you’re seeking the sensation of him prodding at your walls, fucking you with his fingers in tandem with teasing your nub, so your hips begin to move with impatience.

Daichi takes this as his cue to caress your insides, hooking his fingers and working them in and out until there are filthy wet noises echoing from between your thighs and into his ears. How outrageously musical, he thinks.

The longer he does this at his steady, perfected pace, the more saliva pools in your mouth and threatens to drip down your chin to make a fine display of your current state of bliss. Daichi’s muscles flex with every precise movement, but you’re too preoccupied with chasing the pleasure he offers you to notice just how divine he looks while doing it.

The angle is unforgiving and limits his exactness upon your clit, especially with the way your hips rock, and the lack of stimulation grows frustrating enough for you to whine and furrow your brows, nearly on the verge of tears. “Daichi…”

Knowing you so well, he immediately connects the dots and identifies a solution.

“Hey, hey, I’ve got you.” Daichi kisses your cheek and slips his hand from between your thighs. You shudder and prepare to protest, but he doesn’t give you the chance before he’s grabbing you by the waist and putting his plan into motion.

“Up. Knee here,” he guides, helping shift you until you’re straddling one of his thick thighs, cunt drenching his clothing when it settles upon him. “There we go.”

The new pressure feels delicious, his hands pushing you down into place and grinding you against him with ease. You fall forward with a shiver, your face making its home in the crook of his neck as you begin to muster a rhythm and grace him with your moans of satisfaction. His grip on you lessens slightly as you take the initiative but still remains in place for support, like an adult walking alongside a child on a bicycle fresh without training wheels.

“That's my girl. You know what you want.” His voice is low and encouraging as he praises you, enticing you to find your footing and unapologetically take everything you need.

And you do. You grind your clit down on him and twist your fingers into his clothing, panting and moaning as your brother lets you find pleasure upon his thigh. You circle and rock and he holds you all the while, trying not to lose his own composure as you so beautifully work yourself into a tizzy, the rubber band threatening to snap at any moment—

A loud sob rips its way out of you when you cum, empty cunt pulsing as you tremble uncontrollably in Daichi’s arms. Despite the sweat that coats his forehead and the painful throb that tortures him in his pants, he steadies you like the solid man he is. It’s the least he can do after being fortunate enough to witness the magnificence of your orgasm.

After taking a moment to catch your breath, you rise up to look at him and promptly steal a kiss from his lips. He typically refrains from kissing you there due to some unspoken rule he appears to follow, but this time you break it without remorse. He doesn’t seem to mind

When your tongues are done languidly stroking each other, he moves his lips to your forehead for a juxtaposed chaste kiss as if to tie the ordeal off into a pretty, palatable bow. But you’re not ready. You don’t want this to be over, don’t want this to be it. Not anymore.

Maybe he’s ruined you. Maybe it’s the other way around. Whatever it is, you know deep down inside you’ll never be satisfied unless he’s given you everything at least once.

His mouth has hardly parted from your skin when you swallow down a breath and say, “I wanna feel you inside me, Daichi.” the seriousness of your expression couldn’t be more prominent.

Taken aback, his jaw drops. And then his brown eyes almost go black.

#daichi x reader #daichi sawamura x reader #daichi sawamura smut #hq x reader #haikyuu x reader #my writing. #re: daichi sawamura

[loveazumane]

— t-shirt.

warnings: slight nsfw. suggestive content. daichi comes home from work and thinks ur sexy af.

note: saw this in my drafts. its incomplete but i dont think i’ll continue it so ill just post it

you’re so fucking sexy.

when daichi walks into the room, his eyes land on your soft figure, curled up in your bed, leg up and cuddling with his pillow. you’re wearing his shirt too, the same shirt he uses under his uniform. it’s white and it compliments your beautiful skin.

daichi licks his lips when his eyes travel the expanse of your bare thighs. then, it lands on your ass. it peaks out teasingly from under his shirt and the lewd yet innocent image of it has his cock stiffening.

daichi walks up to the bed and touches your shoulder. he softly nudges you awake and you moan—so raspy and melodious. it’s by far one of his favorite sounds ever since having you in his life. your eyes flutter open and a soft and sleepy smile pulls at your lips at the sight of your husband.

“back home already? what time is it?” you ask.

“three.” daichi finished early today. thank goodness he did. it was a nice opportunity to see you taking your afternoon nap half naked in his shirt.

daichi leans down to kiss you softly. you hum and kiss back, tasting the bitter black coffee that daichi enjoys to drink. there’s a slight minty taste too, and it’s enhanced when daichi pulls you in for a deeper kiss and his tongue swipes at your bottom lip.

daichi pulls away, but his forehead rests on yours. he notices how hot your skin is when he holds your cheek in his hand. “you look so cute today.”

“i haven’t even changed yet,” you say with a giggle.

“it’s a good thing.” daichi climbs into bed and hovers above you before dipping down to kiss you again.

“not gonna change?” you ask in between soft kisses.

“mm, i thought you liked me in my uniform,” daichi teases, nipping at your neck playfully.

you giggle. “you know i love it.”

you push him back softly to admire him. he’s still in his cop uniform. his pectoral muscles are soft but puffed, showing just how much he takes care of his body. you can almost also feel his abs under the fabric of his uniform. when you trail your eyes lower, you see daichi’s dick outline. he’s thick and hard, and the image of it had you drooling.

“staring too long can get you in trouble, y’know,” daichi says.

you smirk at him and reach down to palm his cock. his breath hitches at the contact. “what are you going to do about it, officer?”

daichi groans. he sits up and takes your hands before hooking on the cuffs. daichi admires how vulnerable you are in a situation. using his cuffs isn’t a strange thing. you both do it once in a while. but ever since daichi has been busy, there has been slim chances. now was a great opportunity.

daichi picks up your—technically his—shirt and presses it to your lips. “bite,” he demands.

you obey him. daichi smiles at your willingness and nearly crumbles when he notices your dark, lust-filled eyes. jesus, he could already come in his pants. he gulps and leans forward to kiss your cheek. it’s a small sign to tell you that you can say stop whenever you want to.

daichi lets his eyes trail down your figure—the figure he’s loved for many years. he appreciates your beauty before he dips down to capture a nipple into his mouth. you gasp at the warm contact and the shirt falls.

daichi looks up and takes the shirt and presses it between your lips again. “if it falls one more time, i’m gonna have to punish you. clear?”

you nod and say yes, but it comes out stifled because of the shirt.

“good girl.”

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #daichi thirst #daichi sawamura smut #daichi smut #hq smut

[sugawarassoulmate]

imagine reader wearing a crop top and daichi just gets all worked up about it cause he loves her stomach 😩

stomach man daichi supremacy!!!!!!

words: 502 cw: fem!reader, insecurity, body image issues, descriptions about weight, unprotected sex, praise, mirror sex, minors dni

you were confident when you bought the stupid top but now that you're putting it on again, you're feeling insecure. you keep poking and prodding at your exposed stomach while standing in front of the mirror.

had you always had that pouch in the front that went over your jeans? it seemed like no matter how much you worked out, you couldn't get rid of those love handles you hated so much.

you didn't notice daichi until he wrapped his arms around you, lips already attaching themselves to your neck. "should i change?" you asked, wishing the shirt covered a bit more.

"well, i kinda like what you already have on," he mumbles against your skin. daichi places his big, rough hand against the plush of your stomach. you find it hard to see what he sees—the beauty of your shape and the soft, pliant feeling of your body.

"i don't know, dai. i think i'm gonna return this top..." there was no way you could wear this. even just the air hitting your exposed middle made you want to crawl into a hole and die.

but daichi thought otherwise, he always did. "you just look so pretty, baby," he breathes, his already hard cock pressing against your ass. his hand on your stomach grabs at the soft skin, reveling in the feeling of your fat between his fingers. the other one travels down the front of your shorts, inching closer to your cunt. "wish you could see yourself the way i do...so perfect."

soon enough, daichi has you sitting pretty on his cock, chest against his back as he makes you look in the mirror. "so pretty, the prettiest girl in the world, fuck," he grunts, fingers digging into your love handles. "say it, say how fuckin' beautiful you are."

"i-i'm beautiful," you cry, trying to keep eye contact with your reflection. daichi said he wouldn't let you cum if you turned away. it was so hard. how could he love you when you looked like this? what did he see that you couldn't? "dai...i gonna—"

"only pretty girls get to cum and you're the prettiest, yeah? tell me how pretty you are, baby. lemme hear it."

you can feel your orgasm brewing. it just needs a bit more to send you over the edge but daichi isn't above pulling out and starting all over. scanning your eyes over your reflection—every part of your body jiggling with each bounce from daichi's thrust, you swallow your self-doubts. "i'm the prettiest girl in the world. i'm...i'm your pretty girl. please make your pretty girl cum, please...please!"

it's all he needed to fuck you harder, doing everything in his power to make you cum just like you wanted. "that's my girl," he moans, drilling his hips into you.

your body shakes as you cum, with daichi's praises flooding your ear. "good girl, the best girl..." he plants his feet on the ground and takes ahold of your hips. "now it's my turn."

©sugawarassoulmate 2022 all rights reserved - please do not repost/translate my work on other platforms!

#haikyuu smut #haikyu smut #sawamura daichi #daichi x reader #daichi smut #daichi sawamura x reader #sawamura daichi x reader #sawamura daichi smut #daichi sawamura smut #haikyuu x reader #haikyu x reader #🍑 #🍑daichi

[violette-hue]

Red Lipstick

Summary: Daichi can't stop thinking about how you'll look as he fucks your face with red lipstick

Trigger Warning(s): smut, smut with little plot, face fucking, cum on the face, little to no proof reading, slight (?) breeding kink, holiday parties

Word Count: 1.2k

Pairing(s): Daichi x female reader

A/N: Please enjoy the bread @ceo-of-daichi @kingdaddydaichi and anyone else that loves Daichi

**minors and ageless blogs do not interact**

Daichi couldn’t stop looking at your lips since you’d left the house. He knew he should’ve been paying more attention to his Sargent, or even his Corporal, but he couldn’t. Your lips looked too damn good in that shade of red. Had your lips always been so plump? So fuckable? The hand around the champagne glass he was holding clenched slightly . This party had only just started and he already wanted to leave. He took a long drink of the bubbly liquor. 

It’s not exactly that this party was boring. It was boring, but he knew it was just the beginning. There was a process to go through. Mingling. Formalities. Speech. Party. They were now halfway through the formalities. That was the boring part. In a perfect world he’d be interested in meeting the other sectors’ Corporals and Sergents, maybe even try to climb the latter. But god he could not stop looking at your mouth as you talked. 

He supposed he’d always taken your mouth for granted until now. He loved the way you took him in your mouth, yes, but he’d always enjoyed fucking you more. Spilling his seed within and pushing it deep inside you. But now he wanted to know what it would be like to spill himself in your mouth—on your face. Daichi shifted from foot to foot. 

He casually looked over to you, to find you already looking at him. You scrunched your eyebrows, only enough for him to notice. He knew what you were asking—If he was okay. He wasn’t, but he couldn’t exactly say that. You’d probably go into a small panic and pull him to the side just to ask what was wrong. And he couldn’t exactly tell you his fantasy. Not yet at least. Daichi knew if he told you, you’d be on your knees begging for his cum. He felt his cock twitch and shifted again. He wondered if you caught on. 

He practically groaned when you walked in front of him and took his hand. He was far from touch starved, but it didn’t help the way you brushed subtly against him. Neither did the small smirk on your face help when your ass pressed against his hard cock. 

Reluctantly, he let you take him to a nearby table to hear the speech. It was a long speech, long enough to sedate the intense lust driving him. But then he stole one glance at you as you took a sip of water, and there it was again. His cock straining against his slacks, begging to be taken out and stroked. As he watched you licked your ruby lips, he could feel the precum spilling into his boxers. 

The sound of applause drew him out of his stupor, and he clapped along with his colleagues. He shuffled along with everyone else to the reception area where music was already playing, his hands firmly placed on your hips. 

“What’s got you so hard, babe?” Daichi heard you ask quietly, your head turning slightly to face him. If he hadn’t been fixated on your lips, he wouldn’t have heard you at all. 

Daichi had to suppress his irritation at the question. The answer was obvious. “You.”

“Me?” You feigned confusion. “Little ol’ me? I haven’t done a thing.”

His grip on your hips tightened and he pressed himself against you. He leaned down to speak in your ear, a gesture that to others seemed innocent. “You’ve been tempting me all night with those red lips of yours.” He pressed a hard kiss against the back of your ear. He smiled as he felt a shiver roll through your body. 

“It’s a nice color, isn’t it?” you mused, a smirk gracing your lips. “I wonder how it’d look smeared on your—”

Daichi guided you back towards the entrance, muttering something about an emergency to his colleagues. Of course there was no emergency, unless they counted going back to the hotel you shared for the weekend and fucking you until morning. That was his current emergency. He’d fuck your mouth first–that he knew, needed. Then he’d have you writhing beneath him as he ate you out. Daichi opened the door for you, practically pushing you inside and rushed to the driver’s side. 

It only took ten minutes to reach the hotel, and then another five to get to the hotel room. It wasn’t like he was counting. Which he was. It was just he’d never been so hard before for so long. The anticipation made him more aroused as you opened the door to the room. He closed the door quickly with his foot, hastily undoing his belt and zipper. His cock was freed, a hand stroking it sensually. 

“Get on your knees,” he commanded. Daichi didn’t think he’d ever been eager enough to be so dominant and commanding, but gods be damned if he was going to wait. One more look at those ruby lips and he thought he might just come undone. 

Thank heavens you obeyed. He wasn’t up to the brattiness–at least not now. He stepped closer to you, the tip of his cock tracing your bottom lip. Smearing the red lipstick. Daichi groaned deeply. He wanted to see the lipstick all over your face. At the base of his fat cock. 

“Open your mouth.” 

He pushed his cock in your mouth slowly as you opened your mouth, another deep groan pushing from his chest. You flicked your tongue against the head of his penis and his eyes rolled back. He let you suck him off, let you bob your head up and down his thick shaft, let you tighten your cheeks as you moved. He was trying desperately to keep himself under his control, but as he dug his fingers in your hair and heard you choke on him, he snapped. 

His other hand tangled itself within your hair, both of his hands now on your head. He snapped his hips against your face, balls slapping against your chin and his cock hitting the back of your throat. You let out another choking sound, and he thought he might have gone too far. Until your hand gently cupped his balls and started massaging them. 

Daichi was moaning now, thrusting harshly into your mouth and guiding your head to take you in with his hands. He loved this so much, loved the way your lipstick was already smearing all over your face. Loved the way your mascara ran as tears streamed down your cheeks. God, you looked like such a mess.

“That’s it, baby, you’re doing such a good job,” he praised. And you were. He could practically feel the head of his cock twitch against the back of your throat. He was going to cum soon. 

He pulled himself out of you harshly, eliciting a soft whine from your lips. He pumped himself–once, twice–until his cock was twitching as he unloaded himself on your face. He watched as the cloudy liquid squirted on your face, in your open mouth. It still wasn’t enough. He let the tip of his penis rest against your bottom lip, still hard. 

“You look so fucking hot,” Daichi breathed. “You’re such a good girl.”

You smiled, the action causing slight friction against his cock. “I want you to mount me and spill your cum inside me.” You stroked his shaft and pressed a kiss to his tip. 

Daichi practically groaned. “Anything for you, baby.”

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[blueparadis]

Hi! How are you? I hope you're having a wonderful day so far. For the Valentine's thing I'd like to ask for 🧡 with Daichi from Haikyuu.

Thanks in advance, this idea is amazing 😊

Hello there. yep, i'm good, having fun writing on my blorbos and blorbettes. you're the only one to choose hq. so thank you to you too. hope you like this. CWs :: f!reader, first time, marking, m-masturbation.

Daichi and first time from v-day event.

Daichi is well informed and has even educated himself so that he could give you the best sex of your life. He is aware of the fact that it is not your first time so he has to do his job well, surpass all the limits of your x-factors while keeping in mind your hard limits. For months he has been going out and when he gets intimate with you he seems to be more alert than he should be.

How much would you moan if he were to touch you there while kissing? Would you like it if he grabbed you by your neck lightly before kissing you? Would you be willing to get down on your knees as much as he willing to do it for you? Would you. . .

“Daichi...please.” and that is when he realizes that he has been staring too hard and too long while hovering over your naked body. you look so warm, feel so warm and he wants to pause this moment and stare at you a little longer before. . . before he marks each and every part of your body that he thought of while jerking off at the thought of you.

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[kingdaddydaichi]

but like...

daichi slamming into you but SLOW. drawing his cock almost all the way out, moaning your name as his mouth falls open, your tight, creamy cunt sucking his fat dick so good before he snaps his hips flush with yours again.

daichi's coarse fingertips dimpling the plush of your hips with one hand as he grips the headboard w the other. his heavy balls are smacking against your clit, wet with your combined pre.

you arch your back for him, preen for him. you whimper his name like a pathetic whore in heat, presenting yourself to the most basic, carnal beast inside of him

and it fucking works.

daichi drapes his larger body over your back, the pressure of his weight only feeding into your impending orgasm. he wraps his fist around the longest part of your hair and insists that you cum for him. and who are you to deny your devoted husband and father of your children?

you obey, squeezing and squealing...clenching and crying out as you come apart around him, repeatedly telling him how much you love him.

"baby, you know i love you too," he huffs, slamming his hips against your ass with sharp, wet slaps of skin. "love you more than anything..." he almost sounds drunk now. "...so good, nhhn~ love you so much~" he groans, spilling his thick seed inside you as his trembling hips push hard against your bottom.

#sorry not proofread or anything #not adding warnings and shit worries me but i've just gotta get this out #just pulled c1 zhongli tonight (iykyk) so feeling QUITE GOOD #fun fact: zhongli (genshin impact) and daichi have the same bday 👀 #if you're familiar w both you'll easily see it #jfc sorry not sorry #daichi #daichi sawamura #daichi x f!reader #daichi sawamura x f!reader #daichi x reader #daichi sawamura x reader #daichi smut #daichi sawamura smut #daichi x you #daichi sawamura x you #daichi x y/n #daichi sawamura x y/n #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #hq x reader #hq smut #feral daichi omg please

[miioouu]

9-Drunk Sex: Daichi Sawamura

(Warning: anal) 

       His shirt was clinging to his body, his abs bulging through the thin fabric. His sweat was running down the side of his face, glistening under the neon lights of the club…. He was breathtaking like that, hips swaying to the rhythm, and chest puffing with every breath he took. Even though the night was only getting started, he already felt hazy and dizzy. 

     You didn't feel any better; with alcohol burning through your veins, you couldn't keep your eyes off of his body. All you wanted to do was run your hand up and down his chest, up and down his muscular arms, sink your nails into his flesh as he'd be thrusting in and out of you… You were slowly losing your mind over that stranger, it could be the many shots in your system, or it could be that the man was really hot. It was definitely both. 

       You couldn't even control your body at this point, as you strut your way to him, hips swaying and drink in a shaky hand, only a smirk on your face as you finally reach him. You wouldn't usually do that, be that bold, but you'll blame it on the liquor, you'll blame it on the way he was eyeing you all night too. You knew he wanted you just as much, and you were, because as soon as you were close enough, he wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer. His mind was fighting him, telling him how inappropriate he was being, how he's acting like all the dudes he has arrested before, but as you crashed your lips against his, Daichi forgot all about morals and let his instincts take over. 

      His hands found your waist, his ears filled with obnoxious music, he moved you to the rhythm. With the way you're so close to him, grinding against his bulge was inevitable, but it's not like you minded, in fact, you pushed yourself closer, your chest heaving against his, your lips on his neck as you did so. Teeth sinking into the tender flesh, racking against it and coloring it with blues and reds. Your tongue poking out every now and then, licking at the spots you just abused. His digits left your hips at this point, groping your ass through your dress, so short, you can feel it riding up, nearly exposing you to the people. You didn't find it in you to care, not when his rough and calloused fingers sent electric waves through your body as soon as they brushed against your supple skin. You whimpered, your head resting on his chest as you muttered something he couldn't quite understand "Could you repeat that sweetheart? Couldn't hear your pretty voice over the music?" Your thighs rubbed together at his voice, at his words, you couldn't help but pout as you looked up to him, staring right into his eyes as you spoke louder this time "I said, I really want you to fuck me…. Please?" And he didn't know what made him storm out of the club, dragging you with him, was it your voice dripping with fake innocence, was it your eyes filled with despair, or was it the redness of your cheeks? 

      In a flash, he found himself pinning you against the hallway wall. Now it's his time to dig his teeth into your neck, leaving hickeys as he goes lower and lower, between the valley of your breast, thanking whatever god above that you're wearing such a revealing dress. Your whines and moans echoed through his small apartment, your begs for more were all he could hear and he'd be cruel not to give you what you wanted. Without breaking any contact he walked you to his couch, and as your legs hit the furniture, you fell backwards, landing on the soft cushions. You didn't exactly fall gracefully, your dress hiking up your thighs, revealing your soft skin, the straps falling down your shoulder and exposing your breast to the cold air. The sight of you made Daichi's blood boil with lust, whatever self control he still had all gone now, one thing he wanted was to feel you around him. 

      Quickly he took a hold of you, pulling you slightly off the couch, only to turn you around and shove your face into the pillows. Your stomach was pressed against the sofa's arm, in that position your ass was up in the air for him to use, and so he did. His hands spreading your cheeks apart, the sight of your hole clenching around nothing made him even harder, if that was even possible. You were desperate to feel him, your body moving back to try and feel some friction, the movement made him chuckle before the sound of spitting bounced off the wall. The feeling of his spit made you twitch and moan even more, your eyes filled with tears as the lust began to hurt, you wanted him "Please please, just put it in me, I beg you, please I need to feel you!" And usually he's not that mean, but you sounded so cute, and even cuter when you choked on your breath as you felt his fingers sliding into your back hole. Your eyes widen, only to flutter at the feeling of his digits thrusting in and out of your ass, although he knew it wasn't enough, and he wanted to feel you too. With no warning, he pushed his member between your folds, in one movement he bottomed out inside you with his fingers still diving in and out. You were filled to the brim, so much so you felt like you couldn't even breathe. The sensation of him, his thickness, his length, his vein grazing against your velvety walls, was so good. The pleasure was intensified as he leaned in, chest pressing against your back, his lips kissing on your shoulder all the way up to find your nape again. His thrusts never once flattered, though messy and erratic but he knew exactly where to aim, the tip hitting that spot that made your body twitch and your toes curl, and his fingers so deep inside you, you swear you could feel him up your throat. And when he started groaning about how good you felt you couldn't contain it anymore, you came, creamed all over his dick, milked him for every drop. A mixture of your love flowing down his thighs, for sure staining the soft fabric of the couch…. Wonder if the next morning you'll wake up in pain from the hangover or the orgasm. 

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[gremlinvanfleet]

finally - daichi sawamura 

⚙︎

Friends since middle school isn’t something to sneeze about. You walk home with him everyday after school, as you live on the same street. He never hesitates to give you the shirt off his back, literally. If he notices any little tremble or shaky breath from you, he instantly drapes his jacket over your shoulders. You forgot your lunch? He’ll give you half of his, which are also very good because they’re always home cooked by him. Overall, just a 10/10 dude. 

“Daichi, I’m fine! I’ll be home soon for something to eat anyway.” You laughed and shook your head at him. 

“Just take it! It’ll make me happy!” He smiled that damn smile of his that made you do anything he asked. 

“Fine.” You huffed, but then smiled at him. He handed you one of his onigiri out of his bento. It Was good, and you needed it. He smiled in content when he saw you take a bite. 

“See? It’s good, isn’t it? I made these ones myself.” He smiled sheepishly. You laughed. 

“It’s great, Daichi. Thank you.” You sighed and leaned your head on his shoulder. He hummed contentedly. 

“You know,” he started after a little while. “I really like you.” 

“Well, duh, we’ve known each other forever.” You looked up at him. His face reddened and he laughed. 

“No, I mean… I wanna know you more.” He said, almost a whisper. 

“You know everything about me alread-“ Oh. You froze and just stared at him. Your heart was thrumming in your chest and you couldn’t wipe the stupid grin off your face. You couldn’t believe he felt the same! 

“I knew I shouldn’t have said anything.” He groaned and brought his hands to his face. You put your hand on his shoulder with a smile. 

“Daichi, why don’t you come over after school? We can talk then.” You kissed his very red and warm cheek. 

“O-ok! I’ll see you then.” He smiled and rubbed his face where you kissed him. He was very thankful that the team had the day off. 

◦◦,`°.✽✦✽.◦.✽✦✽.°`,◦◦

As soon as the final bell rang, anticipation bubbled up inside you. You paced the hallway by his classroom, waiting for him to come out. He walked out the door laughing, with Sugawara trailing behind him. 

“Hey, Y/N!” Suga hugged you quickly and punched Daichi’s shoulder. You, Suga, Kiyoko, Daichi and Asahi became a really close group after your first year. “See you guys tomorrow!” 

You both waved at him and wordlessly started walking down the stairs to the first floor. Students were congregating in the foyer and it was crazy loud. Even if Daichi had said something, you wouldn’t have heard it. 

As soon as you walked out the door, the noise quickly diminished. Daichi looked down at you and cleared his throat. 

“Hey, I’m sorry if I freaked you out earlier, I know what I said was weird, so just forget it.” He smiled slightly. “Did I give off the vibe that I didn’t feel the same? Because trust me, I do!” You stopped and grabbed his hand. His smile grew bigger and his cheeks, pinker. 

“Thank God. I’m so glad you do.” His smile never faded as he continued walking again. 

With hands intertwined, a comfortable silence fell upon you two. This is how is often goes. The walk home lets you decompress and just having him beside you, makes it easier to do so. Your street wasn’t far and you felt excitement wash over you as your house came into view. The grip on your hand tightened, so you knew Daichi felt it too. You grabbed your house key from your backpack with your other hand and fumbled to unlock the door. You took your shoes off and he did the same. You led him to your room and sat on your bed. 

“So,” He sighed. “I hope I wasn’t too forward or anything. I’ve been thinking about this for a while.” 

“Not at all. I’ve been thinking about it too.” You smiled. 

“Really?” Daichi’s eyes lit up. You chuckled at the childlike expression on his face. 

“Yeah, since the end of our first year.” “I’ve been thinking about it ever since we started high school.” 

“So that’s why Asahi and Suga talk about our first year so much.” You smiled at their immaturity. 

“Yeah, they know it bugs me, so they do it.” He laughed. 

“Typical.” His smile shrunk but still remained sincere. He slowly leaned in closer to you. You reciprocated. He brought his hands up to your face gingerly. He gently connected your lips and allowed you time to situate yourself. You tangled your hands in his hair to pull him closer. He grunted in surprise and deepened the kiss. You broke apart from him to lay back on your bed. He smiled at you and was quick to slip between your legs and continue. He gently rocked his hips against yours as his kisses became more desperate and needy. You quietly moaned into the kiss and he smirked. The bastard knows what he’s doing. As this continued, the heat pooling between your legs was becoming unbearable. You bucked your hips to meet his torturously slow movements. He groaned quietly. 

“Y/N, if you keep doing that to me, I’m going to want to do things that aren’t pretty enough to say out loud.” He looked at you with dark, lust filled eyes. You smiled devilishly at him. 

“What if I want you to?” You asked innocently. He groaned again and started planting wet kisses all over your collarbones and neck. You gasped and moaned at his actions 

“Lift your arms for me, baby.” He said as he reached the neckline of your shirt. The pet name made your heart and other parts of you flutter, so you did as he said. He slipped your shirt off quickly and stopped to admire your figure. “I cannot believe I missed this for all this time.”

You blushed and covered yourself with your arms. He shook his head and smiled at you. He started kissing the top of your collarbones and made his way down. He gently licked each nipple with care. You gasped and immediately ran your fingers through his hair. He chuckled and continued his way down your body. He sucked dark hickeys on each of your hip bones just below the waistline of your skirt. He hooked his fingers in the elastic and looked up at you for reassurance. Your red face and lip tucked between your teeth was all the reassurance he needed. He tantalizingly pulled your school skirt down your thighs and left a kiss on your clothed, damp pussy. 

“Daichi… please.” You whimpered at his rudely slow movements. 

“What do you want, baby?” He smirked up from between your legs, your skirt nowhere to be seen in the near vicinity. 

“Your mouth on me. I need it so bad.” You moaned. He chuckled and shook his head. 

“Hmm, I guess I can’t keep you waiting for that long.” He moved the fabric of your panties to the side and left a firm kiss on your clit. 

He started at the bottom of your sopping slit and moved his skilled tongue up and down and finally settled on your clit. He sucked hard and applied more and more pressure. You arched your back and pushed your cunt harder on his face. 

“Fuck! Daichi!” You pulled at his hair to pull him even closer, if that was possible. 

“Does that feel good?” He chuckled into you and the vibrations sent you crazy. 

“Y-yes!” You could barely get your words out as your legs were shaking and your nerves were overwhelmed with sensation. 

“Cum for me, baby. You can do it.” He said lowly. He continued his movements and didn’t let up for a second. You skin crawled with heat and you felt your stomach tighten. You were close. 

“Daichi, fuck! Please don’t stop!” Your legs shook harder and you felt your muscles spasming. The pure ecstasy flowed thorough your veins and Daichi’s mouth stayed latched onto your clit all the way through your high. His eyes flicked up towards your face and your expression and pretty noises coming from your mouth made his painfully hard cock twitch in his pants. 

“That’s it, baby. You did so good.” He said as he wiped his face with his sleeve. He quickly slipped off his pants after pulling out a small silver package from his wallet and pulled his well endowed cock out of his boxers. “Are you ready for me?”

You looked at his hand where he was fisting his cock and putting on the condom. You eyes widened and your pussy clenched around nothing in anticipation. He chuckled at your reaction and situated himself over you. 

“I’ll be careful, baby, I promise. I won’t hurt you.” He smiled then kissed you sweetly. You smiled and sighed at how good Daichi is. Honestly, a dream boy. You pushed the back of his thigh with your heel, encouraging him to push inside of you. 

He slowly moved his hips and pushed the tip past your tight hole. The painful stretch hurt just the right amount and the sweet grunts and pants coming from Daichi distracted you a little bit. He bottomed out and the full feeling inside of you made you clench hard around him. 

“Fuck, baby, you’re so fucking tight… Taking my cock so good.” He muttered into your neck. He started moving his hips slowly and hit that sweet spot inside of you with every movement. 

“Feels s-so good.” You choked out. He chuckled lowly and sucked a dark mark into your neck. 

“Yeah, baby? Let me take care of you.” His thrusts became faster and more desperate, and his mouth left many sloppy kisses on your neck as he got closer to his high. 

“Daichi, I’m gonna cum.” You barely whispered to him as you reached your second high. 

“I know, baby. Me too. Look at me.” His hand started circling your clit and his rough thrusts never let up. You looked in his eyes as the white hot waves of pleasure washed over your entire body. Your eyes never left his, even though the edges of your vision started to blur. Daichi pushed himself completely inside of you as he finished. He collapsed on top of you and held you close to him on your bed. His shirt was still on so you could still smell his intoxicating cologne on him, which made your post-orgasm euphoria even better. Your bare chest lay flush against his as you closed your eyes.

Not a word was said for some time until you felt Daichi stir a little bit. 

“Everything okay, Daichi?” You looked at his dopamine flooded smile and caressed his cheek. 

“I just cannot believe I finally have you. I’ve wanted this for so long, Y/N.” He kissed your forehead and pulled you closer into his chest. Your cheeks reddened at his sweet words and you groaned.

“Daichi, you could’ve had me at literally any time. Without hesitation.” You kissed his warm neck and felt the vibrations of his laugh on your lips. 

“Yeah, would’ve been nice if I had the balls to ask. Suga has been bugging me forever about it, but now he’ll shut up.” He laughed, and so did you. 

“He’s a little shit, eh?” 

“Mhmm, that’s for sure.” His phone went off and he quickly checked it. “Fuck me!” 

“What’s wrong?” You sat up with your blanket wrapped around your chest. 

“I was supposed to help Noya help Hinata receive tonight!” He threw his pants on and quickly slipped on his volleyball jacket. Just as he was about to leave your room, he paused and looked at you with a fond smirk. “I’ll text you later, probably around 9?”

“Sure! I’ll be waiting.” You smiled and he bent down to kiss you softly before rushing out of your house. You heard the front door close moments after and you smiled knowing that Daichi was yours, and you were his. 

© gremlinvanfleet 2022 <3

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[megukins]

😈 Naughty or Nice 😇

𓆩♡𓆪 Daichi x f!reader

𓆩♡𓆪 synopsis: You decide to be Santa and punish your husband for being naughty.

𓆩♡𓆪 genre: smut

𓆩♡𓆪 warnings: orgasm denial, dom/sub, teasing, mentions of handcuffs, fingering, riding, roleplaying

𓆩♡𓆪 words: 1.3k

"Daichi, wake up!" You shake your husband's shoulder eagerly, which seemed to work.

He rises slowly, rubbing his eyes.

"Hmm? What time is it?" He asks groggily.

"It's 10 in the morning."

"Give me five more minutes..." He mumbles, trying to lie back down as you stop him.

"Mm! You know what today is?" You ask him excitedly.

"Uh lemme see... It's December 25th-" He pauses, hopping out the bed to look outside to see snow falling.

"Correct, and you know the kids are expecting to open their gifts when they wake up. Also, I made breakfast, now hurry and eat before it gets cold."

You both rush downstairs to the kitchen to find your kids already in the living room eyeing their gifts.

"Not yet, you have to eat breakfast first." Daichi picks them up, placing them in the chair.

"Humph, no fair!" Emiko pouts.

"Yeah, I wanna open my gifts!" Daiki fumes.

"You will once you're done eating." Daichi scolds in a harsh but not too harsh tone, making them both quiet as they obey.

"Yes, daddy is right. You'll open your gifts once you're done eating." You smirk, looking at him tense at the way you say it as he clears his throat.

They both fit as much food as they can in their tiny mouths, eventually finishing.

"Done!" They both say simultaneously, rushing to open their gifts.

"I'll be back, I have to do something." You tell him, excusing yourself from the table, as he raises a brow but doesn't question.

You go in your closet to find a satin santa outfit with white and red thigh highs.

You can't help but feel aroused at the thought of what he'll do to you once he sees you like that. You walk down the stairs seductively, rounding the corner.

"Did you miss me?" You ask him, fluttering your eyes.

"Wh-what do you think you're doing wearing that?!" He chokes.

You grab his hand to lead him to your shared bedroom, making sure to lock the door. You grab some handcuffs, and put them around his wrists, pushing him slowly on the bed.

"Now, have you been a good boy this year?" You lick your lips, pulling his shirt off, tracing around his abs.

"You're seriously going to regret doing this." He threatens, having no effect on you.

"Ooo, I'm scared." You tease.

You lean down to kiss him, as he does so back. You eventually pull away to take off his pants and boxers, as you hear him complain but ignore him. You eye his hard cock, feeling your panties get wet. You slide your matching color panties off, throwing them to the side. You sit on his cock, hearing him groan.

"Mmm Daichi you feel good~" You moan.

You continue your same actions, this time bouncing up and down on his cock, moaning each time.

"F-fuck baby..." He moans out too.

He wanted to control you so badly and feel all over your body, but remembered he couldn't.

"This is your punishment for being such a naughty boy~"

You got off his cock and slid back a little. You slowly take off your little costume, as he watches you intently. You then unclip your bra and throw it wherever your panties were. You slide three fingers to your dripping clit in a rhythmic way.

"I sure wish these were your fingers instead, Dadchi." You pant out.

He sits still and says nothing. He wanted to whack off to you fingering yourself, but this was the whole plan, to see him suffer.

"You're so gonna get it once these handcuffs are off." He growls.

You speed up the pace, eventually cumming and stick your fingers in his mouth.

"How does it taste?" You look at him innocently yet in a lewd way.

"Babe, come on, I need to cum." He says, embarrassed.

"Nope 'cause you've been a naughty boy, and naughty boys don't get to cum." You smile wickedly.

You grab his cock, jerking him off at a fast pace. He grunts, throwing his head back. He was about to release, just when you stop.

"Why'd you stop?" He groaned.

"Like I said before, naughty boys don't get to cum." You smirk.

You pull your glove off with your teeth and glide it in a circle around his cock. He grits his teeth, slamming onto the headboard. You tease him some more, smirking sadistically.

"I-I'm serious... you're gonna get it once these are off." He grits his teeth some more.

You throw the glove somewhere else, and sit on his stomach. You grab his hand, guide his fingers to play with your hard nipples, moaning.

"Dadchi, that feels good!" You feel the heat rush to your core.

You continue letting him twiddle with your nipples, pulling him up to suck on them and tease them. You drool at the immense pleasure he's applying to your nipples.

"What are mommy and daddy doing? I hear a lot of noise." Emiko says, putting her ear up to the door.

"They're probably wrestling again, though it sounds like mommy is winning this time."

"I don't think we should get involved, daddy might scold us again." Emiko gulps.

"But it sounds like mommy is happy. She keeps repeating over and over "It feels good Dadchi" stuff like that." Daiki mimicks.

"Well I dunno about you, but I'm gonna play with my new Sanrio set I just got!" Emiko runs off.

Daiki still places his ear up to the door, listening to Daichi and you blurting out naughty words.

"I feel like I should just mind my business but I'm just curious." He mumbles to himself.

Now you felt close, as you release on his stomach. You wipe the beads of sweat off your face with your arm. Emiko walks back up to the door with her Sanrio set in her hands.

"Mommy!" You hear Emiko shout.

You rush to put your clothes on, and take the handcuffs off of him, as he also puts his clothes on. You hop off the bed to unlock the door seeing two bright, energetic faces.

"Yes, sweetie?" You pick her up, wrapping her legs around your neck.

"Daiki and I missed you and daddy and you've been cooped up in the room for too long!" She pouts.

"Yeah, you guys are always wrestling!" Daiki adds his two cents, also pouting.

"We're sorry, your father and I had to finally settle this." You put her down, explaining to them the best way you possibly could.

"Maybe I could try wrestling with my friend like the way you and daddy do. Or maybe even with Emiko!" Daiki says excitedly.

"Absolutely not!" You and Daichi say simultaneously.

"Why not? You two do it all the time." He says, confused.

"Yeah I don't see anything wrong with it. I'll win anyway!" She boasts.

You look at Daichi for help.

"All right. Now run along and play with your little gifts." He pushes them away, as they do so since they're afraid of him.

You two go back to the room, locking the door again.

"Thank God they're innocent." You sigh in relief.

"Yeah but you're forgetting, I have to get you back."

He pushes you back against the bed, hovering over your frail figure, smirking, putting the handcuffs on you.

"Ah shit."

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[bleubrri]

۪۫ ༄ؘ ˑ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ — ʜᴀɪᴋʏᴜᴜ

ft daichi / tsukishima / ukai / ushijima

summary: haikyuu boys realising they have a thing

༄ؘ ˑ SAWAMURA DAICHI — MARKING

running your teeth over the calloused tips of his fingers before taking them into your mouth is something daichi is used to. what he’s not used to is the feeling of your hand replacing the heat of your mouth, pumping him with languid strokes while you sink your teeth into his hip and bite. a strangled sort of noise leaves him, like he can’t decide whether to yelp or moan.

“what are you doing?”

“sorry.” you flash him a sheepish smile and press your lips over the reddened indents of your teeth. something swirls in his gut and daichi can practically feel his pupils dilate at the sight of the shallow imprints of your canines in his skin. claiming.

“no it—” he swallows thickly, broad chest heaving when you squeeze him at the base. your cheek is resting against his thigh, his aching length obscuring his view of your doe-eyed expression. “feels good.” he says, slipping a hand into your hair.

“really?” you look proud, eyes twinkling with delight as you trail your lips across his skin.

“mm, will you do it again, baby?”

this time, you can feel his dick twitching in your grasp when you nip at the sensitive flesh of his inner thigh. you’re jerking him with slickened strokes, your other hand caged between the mattress and digging crescents into his ass.

your mouth feels like it’s everywhere, and when he’s coming down from his high, spent and coated in a sheen of sweat, it looks like you have been: the corded muscle of his thighs is tender to the touch and covered in bruises. hues of raspberry and darkened plum sucked into his skin and teeth marks glistening with saliva that he wears like a badge of honor.

༄ؘ ˑ TSUKISHIMA KEI — HAIR PULLING

honestly, he has no idea what he’s doing. he’s never gone down on anyone before, but it’s easier than he thought, and you seem to be enjoying it. he’s hesitant at first, just exploring your folds, running his tongue along every part of you until he finds something that makes your breath hitch. you’re so.. receptive, muffled sounds of pleasure slipping from your lips and guiding him to focus in on what you like.

he makes a very interesting discovery when he curls his tongue inside you and you clench around him, a hand flying into his hair and gripping blonde locks between your fingers. he blinks, does it again, and you sing for him.

“fuck, tsukki, right there—” your nails are grazing his scalp as you tug him closer and he shivers, grips your hips and lets himself be shoved further into your cunt. his spine is tingling, nose pressed into your clit as he buries himself in your pussy and maps out your insides until your soaked walls are moulded to the shape of his tongue. he’s groaning into your heat when the flavour of you bursts across his tongue, lapping at your release and urging you to tug.

he mumbles something that gets lost in the lewd slurping between your legs, and when your hand slips away and you start to wriggle from his grasp, he snaps his head up and yanks your wrist back into his hair.

“harder.” he repeats it with so much fervour that all you can do is blink, slowly nodding in a lustful haze and guiding his mouth back to the apex of your thighs.

༄ؘ ˑ UKAI KEISHIN — BREEDING

the room is starting to get so hot that it’s making you lightheaded. ukai is hovering over you, pushing your knees further into your chest with each thrust as you desperately cling to his shoulders. the sticky tip of his cock hitting your g-spot has your nails reflexively dragging along the taut muscle of his back at a pressure that you both know will bloom angry red columns of scratches against his tan skin.

his cum has started to drip down the seam of your ass, sticky ropes of it beginning to coat his balls that press against you when he buries himself to the hilt and rolls his hips. it has your toes curling, your eyes hazy and pussy pulsing so hard you ache.

“‘m full keishi—hah!” you actually jolt beneath him when he presses a calloused thumb into the slick mess of your clit.

“one more.” he offers, “just one more, angel.” and it doesn’t take long either—all ukai has to do is picture you swollen with his seed, full tits and glowing features, and he’s releasing another load into your spent pussy with a drawn out string of expletives.

you’re reaching for him, navigating every hot curl of his tongue in a sloppy connection of your mouths while keishins hips fuck his cum back into you. he can feel your blissful smile against his lips, “that all ya wanted? hm? wanted me to fuck a baby into ya, sweetheart?”

༄ؘ ˑ USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI — LINGERIE

if he’s being completely honest he rarely pays attention to what you’re wearing before he fucks you—it’s coming off soon, so why think too hard about it? plus, he prefers you bare anyway.

but this, oh he likes this. and you can tell. you watch his adams apple bob when he swallows from his place seated on the edge of the mattress as you step out of the bathroom with a shy smile. you pad into the room, give him a little twirl as you present yourself to him. wakatoshi has to release the sheets clenched between his fists and remember to breathe.

“it’s cute, don’cha think?” you’re glimpsing at yourself in the mirror, adjusting a strap here, plucking at the fabric that sticks to you like second skin. he hums, feeling foolish for envying strips of lace and cotton.

wakatoshi reaches for your hip when you’re in his reach, pulls you to stand between his legs only for you to crawl into his lap. he can feel the heat of you, and if you notice the hardness between his legs you don’t comment on it. you’re nosing at his jaw, and he feels a groan bubbling at the back of his throat when you press your chest to his. nimble fingers tugging at the clasp between your shoulder blades pulls his focus from dragging his lips along the dips of your collarbone. when a large hand closes over yours and guides it away from your back, you fix him with a questioning look.

wakatoshi looks up at you through unfairly thick lashes, his mouth at your sternum pushing fire into your chest.

“keep it on, hm?”

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