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smh-yoon · 1 year

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Ink ✰ Kuroo Tetsurou

a/n: okay so actually im doing much better than i thought after my breakup which i never told you guys about but yeah :')

genre: romance, soulmate au

pairings: tetsu x reader

warnings: none :) cursing maybe

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you mumbled under you breath, letting out a sigh as you scrubbed the ink covering your wrists. he always did this. covering your skin with the most crude things in the middle of class, like it was funny.

and it might have been, if you were twelve. but no, you were a university student, and from what you knew, so was your soulmate. so you'd figure he would stop doing such childish things, wouldn't you?

once the ink was light enough to pass as unintelligible, you turned off the faucet of the school sink, wiping your arms dry with the paper towels next to the trash can. as often as you could, you avoided the cold bathrooms of the university, finding them far too unsettling to be in for more than a minute.

but of course as luck would have it, you got stuck after chemistry scrubbing obscenities off your skin.

with another heavy breath, you pushed open the door to the bathroom and hurried down the quiet hallways onto your next destination: calculus. not that calculus was particularly hard, the professor just made the content so.. boring. the old woman who taught the class was sweet, but so quiet and monotonous. you were hanging onto your grade by the edge of your seat.

a quiet whisper to your left barely caught your attention, but you paid no mind. you had no friends in this class, meaning it was probably not your business anyways.

but then there was a tap on your shoulder. you turned around, meeting the eyes of kuroo testuro. he was the biggest hotshot in your year, smart, attractive and quite popular. he was invited to every party, but he never showed up to any of them. most of all though, he was the annoying boy who was unfortunately placed in many of your classes.

he was always making jokes and laughing with his buddies. calculus was supposed to be one of your classes where you didn’t have to deal with him.

“look at that. it’s like we’re meant to be, huh?”

you narrowed your eyes, watching his pretty lips curl into a smirk. leaning back in his seat, his gaze flitted back up to the professor, going back to scribbling in his notes. letting out a breath, you turned back in your seat, trying to make it through the rest of your lecture.

as soon as the professor dismissed class, you hurried out, trying to make your way through the crowd and find the comfort of your dorm. an arm slung itself around your shoulder, drawing you into someone’s side.

you groaned, shoving kuroo away from you. “what, are you stalking me now?” he said nothing, smirking again as he stopped in place.

at this point, the two of you had made it into an isolated hallway near the back entrance of the maths building. it was the exit you took everyday. “y/n.” he called out to you, waiting for you to stop.

you turned slowly, raising a brow. if you ignored him and kept moving, you could make it to your dorm and lock him out. or to the security office where they’d tell him to leave you alone. either way it meant he would have to leave, and you’d make it to your nice bed.

a sly smirk slid onto his face, head tilted back with his hands in the pockets of his grey sweatpants. his eyes glinted, watching as you tried to avoid checking him out. “how about i ask you for a favor, hm?”

warily meeting his gaze, your eyes narrowed and you straightened your back. “go to hell, im not interested.”

as your back turned and you made your way towards the exit, kuroo’s footsteps echoed slowly behind you, sauntering slowly towards you like a wolf stalked a bunny. he just barely called out to you before you pushed the door open, sending chills up your spine.

“you’ll come back to me. you’ll see.”

❛ ━━･❪ ❁ ❫ ･━━ ❜

you’d be damned if you ever admitted to kuroo that you needed his help. he had the highest marks in your year, practically a genius in the form of a cocky, annoying, hot boy.

it had been nearly a week since you began studying for midterms, and dread had begun to seep under your skin. every night was spent in the library, ears plugged with whatever music came on as you scribbled away in your numerous notebooks, running on two energy drinks. being a university student was no joke, you’ve learned.

a sigh left your mouth as you raised your hands above your head, stretching and shaking out your arms to rid yourself of the stiffness that came with sitting in the barely comfortable chair for hours.

“you’re going over this chapter again? i thought you had already.” you jumped, ripping out your earbuds and moving away from kuroo, leaning over the table at your side. he flashed a brief smirk, attention turning back to the mess of studying laid out in front of you. “you’re making this too complicated, try this way.”

he took the pencil from your hands, writing down the equation and solving it in a much simpler way. with furrowed brows you listened as he explained, sitting down in the chair next to you.

once he’d finished, he grabbed the textbook and wrote down a practice equation, placing it in front of you with your pencil. “here, try it. i can help you.”

as much as you hated to admit it, your heart was nearly drowning out your thoughts with how loud it was beating. kuroo was attractive, that much was true. not only was he physically attractive, he had a lot of redeeming qualities as a person. here he was helping you study, even though you’d shut him down before. you’d seen him with his friends, how supportive he was. there were deeper parts of him that you tried to ignore. there was no point in falling for him.

nearly an hour had passed at this point, and the energy drinks had begun to wear off. rubbing your eyes, you sighed, closing your textbook and throwing your pencil into your bag.

“thank you.” kuroo barely caught your mumbling, watching your tired eyes blink slowly, sliding over to meet his own gaze. your lips twisted and you averted your gaze back towards the rest of your supplies strewn across the table. this made kuroo smirk, resting his arm in front of you and leaning over you.

your gaze snapped up to meet his, eyes wide at the new proximity between the two of you. the blood rushing towards your face was making you heat up, your heart beating even louder than before.

kuroo’s dark eyes stared into yours, licking his lips slowly as you swallowed thickly.

“do i make you nervous?”

you couldn’t bring yourself to speak, gaze trailing down kuroo’s face, lingering on his lips, his jaw, his neck. how did you go from being so adamant about avoiding him, to holding your breath just sitting next to him? granted, he was provoking you.

with another sly smirk kuroo leaned back into his seat, fingers reaching out to take a pink pen from your bag with one hand and wrapping around your wrist with another. keeping eye contact with you, he slowly dragged the pen over your skin, creating a thin pink line over your palm.

just as you were about to ask what the hell he thought he was doing, he lifted his hand next to yours, an identical pink mark over his palm. suddenly, there was not enough air for you to breathe.

he quirked a brow seeing your shock, and dragged the pen over your wrist this time, as you watched the mark appear on his skin after yours.

“how did you–”

kuroo placed a kiss to your palm, over the pink line of ink. another quirk of his lips and he stood, gathering his own things and waving to you.

“you’ll always come back to me, doll. you’ll see.”

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

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darkshinsou · 2 years

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Haikyuu!! Boys Pinning You Against the Wall

Warnings: Gn! Reader, Wall pinning, slightly suggestive

A/n: I did a BNHA one, so thought I should do a HQ one<3 and also! Thank you for 100 followers, I'll try updating more often:3

Ah, the classic wall pinning. How sweet and romantic as well as suggestive it is- Well, would be, if it wasn’t for the fact that your head just smacked the wall, all because your lovely boyfriend was to nervous to realize how much strength put into his hands. Now he is blubbering out apologies as you are cradling him and telling him everything is fine and you are not seriously injured. All’s well it ends well, right?

- Yamaguchi Tadashi, Kageyama Tobio, Takeda Itettsu

Oh boy, when this boy learned that this had become a trend all across social media, he was all over it. Leaning against the wall to rest after running? Arms automatically lock you in place. Resting on the bleachers after a hard day of school and no manager duties? Newly formed bruise you get to show your parents. You cannot escape this man and it keeps becoming more and more frequent until you have had enough. You’re done being the nice person. So, during his break time at his next volleyball practice, you take it upon yourself to show him just how annoying it is. You walk up to him as he’s talking with his back against the wall, take a quick breath, bring your arms up, and- BAM! He is now cornered by you, at a loss of words as blush creeps up his neck. This is when you know you succeeded and won this battle.

-Tanaka Ryunosuke, Nishanoya Yu, Yamamoto Taketori

He is oblivious that this is a trend, nor does he care to know what is trending. He’s always been like that, and you love him for it. So it comes out of nowhere when you are blocked by his forearms, your eyes meeting his, showing how surprised you were by the sudden intrusion- not that you minded. Quite frankly, you love when hes this close and intimate with you. He averted his eyes and let his arms fall to his sides, the slightest bit of blush showing on his cheeks. He apologized and explained that a strand volleyball was coming at you and he wanted to make sure you don’t get hurt by it. Although a little sad about the fact that he didn’t do it just to do it, you’re heart swells at the thought of him wanting to protect you.

- Iwaizumi Hajime, Yukai Keishin, Hinata Shoto, Ushijima Wakatoshi

This mf is up to date with all the trends. He is just all-knowing like that. So, when he sees that wall pinning is coming back, he is one of the first to hop on it. But he wants- no, needs it to be perfect. It has to be smooth, eloquent, and look like it wasn’t planned. So brainstorms an idea that night, and the following morning, he sweetly asks to accompany you to class, his books strangely no where in sight. He’s telling you about his last match, which you could not attend due to a cold even though you would of if he hadn’t insisted that you rest when someone harshly bumps in to him, causing his body to turn and his arms to go up to catch himself. He opens his eyes looks down, being greeted by your blushing face as you hold your books to your chest, your eyes wide and your mouth tightly sealed. He chuckles and leans his head down, kissing your forehead while complimenting your adorableness.

- Oikawa Tooru, Kuroo Tetsuro

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a-wildemusing · 2 years

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The Three of Us: The First Years are Big Simps.

word count: 2084~

genre: Kenma x platonic!reader, Kuroo x Platonic!reader.

warnings: nothing I can think of. probably any mistakes. the word simp lol

summary: Y/n helps the Nekoma volleyball team during the spring training camp bc they want a see a certain someone, but it seems they will have trouble with that. The first years from Nekoma and Karasuno seem to keep them occupied.

a/n: this is part of a series I’m doing, called the Three of Us. It’s made-up events and adventures with Kenma and Kuroo as your best friends! Hope you enjoy!

(I know in the actually timetable in haikyu!! simp wasn’t a thing yet, but bare with me for the plot lol)

The Three of Us. ✨ Masterlist. ✨

“Wait, Y/n is our manager now!” Yamamoto cheers and reaches for your hands but Yaku smacks Yamamoto’s hands away from you.

“Y/n is only here as a temporary manager because there are more teams this year for training camp. And the coaches need the help,” Kai explained.

“Temporary manager-still our manager!” Yamamoto smiles with heart eyes. You break into laughter. Shaking your head. It’s going to be a long few days. “Here Yn, let me hold that for you.”

“Yamamoto, I’m pretty sure Yn can hold a clipboard.” Yaku rolled his eyes. It was going to be a long few days. Kai pats Yaku’s back.

“Simp,” Kenma says as he walks towards you and stands next to you. You smiled at him and gave him a knowing look. Kenma huffed somewhat a response and continue to watch Yamamoto simp over you.

“And that is not even the real reason Y/n is here.” Kuroo finally joined in with the group. “They are here for-

“Kuroo!” You practically screamed–losing your cool composure, not wanting the whole team to know the real reason that you decided to help out. “I’m here for you all, I don’t know what Kuroo is talking about.” You waved your hand.

Giving everyone a sweet smile–trying to hide the little could have been a mishap with the big mouth Kuroo. Kenma shook his head. Kuroo and Kenma knew the real reason you were here. And they slightly made fun of you for it. Well more Kuroo than Kenma.

“Come on Karasuno is almost here, let’s go greet them,” Yuka speaks.

“Oh! I can’t wait to meet them!” You cheered and you started following the boys, you stopped mid-way. “Oh, wait I will be right back. I need to get something from the club room.” You left the boys and went straight to the clubroom. Inside, you went to Kenma’s locker, he usually doesn’t have much with him, so he lets you leave some of your things there in the meantime.

In your bag, you pulled out your jacket and phone. Looking around, you took in the atmosphere. It seemed well organized. You always wonder what it would have been like to be in a club like this or the manager of a volleyball club for a long time.

Coach Nekomata was always kind towards you and well he was one the of only teachers that knew that your situation. He would write off that you helped the volleyball club and that would be like volunteer work. So it would look good for your record. Honestly, if things were a little different you wouldn’t mind being the manager of the team.

The main reason why you didn’t join a club or anything was because of work. You were able to start working, well, find a job that would hire you. It was still kind of a secret to the school. If the school knew, they would make you quit and focus on your studies.

Walking out of the clubroom, you left your thoughts behind. That's when you bumped into one of the coaches from the other team. They asked you if you could find and tell Kuroo that he is needed.

After making it to the parking lot, you walked mindlessly past some boys straight to Kuroo and someone you didn't know. That being said, you didn't notice the eyes following you as you got to Kuroo and the stranger.

“Hey Kuroo, the coaches-

“I didn’t know that Nekoma had a team manager!” Someone with a shaved head yelled out. A shorter guy was standing next to him. They both had the same energy. But before they could rush you. A boy with gray hair is pulling them away. He looks over at you and gives you a sincere smile before scolding the two other boys.

“Sorry about them.” You turned back to Kuroo and the other guy, “They can be….a lot sometimes.” The stranger said to you.

“I bet,” a small chuckled came out of you.

“Y/n. This is Daichi. Daichi, this is Y/n.” You bowed as Kuroo was introducing you. “They’re our temporary managers just for camp.”

“It’s nice to meet you.” You said

“Likewise.” He said, “Tanaka and Nishinoya can be something else.” Daichi was about to say something else, but he looks over behind you and sighed.

Confused and you looked over where he was looking and you see a group of boys looking at you. They made eye contact with you and they all looked away like there weren’t staring a hole at the back of your head.

You nervously laughed. “I hope that the awkward staring is not going to last all camp.”

“I’m sorry about them too. Those are the first years.”

“Something about Y/n just attracts first years. The first years on our team also simps for Y/n.”

Kuroo jokingly says.

“I…Oh! Kuroo the coaches are looking for you. That’s what I was going to tell you before all this.” You motioned your hands.

“Thanks, Yn, and come, Daichi, I will lead you to where you all will be sleeping.”

“I will see you around Yn,” Daichi lastly said to you.

Kuroo stops walking and turns back to you.

“Yn, while you are here, why don’t you wait for Fukurōdani Academy? They are almost here too.” Kuroo said with a smirk and started walking away again.

With that information, you stood straighter and looked out towards the street. Their bus was going to be arriving soon. A certain someone will be arriving soon.

And then right on cue, a bus turns into the parking lot. It stops near you and you start waving as the bus doors open.

First to greet you were Fukurōdani’s managers. You met them last year, after that, you got their numbers and would text each other now and then to catch up.

“Yn!” Both Yukie and Kaori yelled when they saw you. They put you in a group hug and they didn’t want to let go.

“I’m so happy to see you here this year too!”

“Ya! We are going to have such a fun time.”

“It’s so nice to see you both again!” You said as you would wave behind them now and then greeting the players as they hopped off the bus.

One by one you walked past you, some that knew you smiled at you, and the others that didn’t know you, mostly the first years, greeted you with blushed faces.

Yukie was the first to let go. “So how have you been??”

“I have been good. Working and babysitting the boys. The usual.”

“Tell us about it.” Kaori shook her head.

“Hi Yn,” You looked over the bus. Akaashi softly greets you. He yawns a little after, it seems like he took a nap on the bus.

Before you could even get a word out you were cut off by a certain person.

“Yn! Hey hey hey!” Bokuto comes yelling from the bus.

“Here we go again…” Akaashi says as he shook his head and adjusts one of the bags he grabbed.

“We will talk to you later Yn,” Yukie pushed Kaori towards the other side of the bus to grab the equipment.

“Hi, Bokuto.” You gave him a sweet smile.

“Yn! I didn’t know you were going to be helping out again this year. Are you finally the manager for Nekoma?”

“No, no. Just helping out. Plus. I-” You were cut off from the rest of what you were going to say.

“Yn! We need you back inside!” Lev comes running to you.

“And I’m being summoned, I will catch you all later…Bye Bokuto. ” The last part you said slightly shyly, as you were getting dragged towards the gym by Lev.

Akaashi nudges Bokuto to get his attention. “Come on, we have to get the equipment.” Bokuto's shoulders slump slightly. “You will get to talk to them later.” Akaashi sighs. And with that Bokuto perks up again.

The whole first day was spent with the first years. You had to admit that the continuously trying to get your attention was sweet. But it was distracting you from who you wanted to spend some time with it.

“Here Yn, I can collect the balls for you.”

“Oh Yn! You’re doing such a good job as a manager!”

“Yn, can you watch me and tell me what I’m doing wrong.”

“Yn, you’re so pretty... I-I mean, umm. Good weather we are having.”

“That clipboard looks heavy. I can hold that for you.”

Every time you would appear either your first years from Nekoma were asking you something or talking to you or some of the Karasuno first years would be trying to get your attention. And when you were not helping the first years, you were helping the other managers. And when you weren’t helping the managers you were cleaning. And when you weren’t cleaning you were resting.

But honestly, as much as your plans didn’t go as they were supposed to go, it was a good time. You got to hang out with the first years and get to know them more. Also, you were able to boss them around every now and then, and that was great.

Soon without realizing it, it’s the second to last day of the training camp.

Honestly, you didn’t expect anything from this whole thing with Bokuto. It was a crush. But you wouldn’t mind spending some time with him.

“Hey, can any of you go look for some of the boys? They are still practicing and they are not going to have enough time for dinner.” One of the coaches come into the kitchen where you and the other managers were.

“Yeah, I can go. Who is missing?” you offered.

“Hinata, Kuroo, Akaashi… I believe Bokuto is with them and as well as Lev and Tsukishima.”

“Oh! I know where they are. I will go get them now.”

“Thanks, Yn.”

There was a slight cool breeze as you walked to the small gym. You knew they were there, mostly Kuroo because he told you. As you get closer, you can hear them in the gym. Finally walking into the gym you made your presence.

“Hey if you guys want food, you should go now.” You said as you walked into the third gym entrance. “They are going to close up the kitchen soon. Also, you won’t have enough time to eat.”

“Hi, Y/n!” Hinata bounced over to you. You smiled at him and patted him on the head.

“Wait, Y/n! What about me?” Lev comes running to you and bends down to your height. You started laughing and Kuroo rolled his eyes.

“What about you Tsukishima?” You looked over at him.

And at this moment, Tsukishima did consider getting head pats from you. But he knew he wouldn’t live this down with these fools.

“No thank you,” he replied and shook his head. You laughed and walked closer to everyone else.

“Thanks, Y/n-chan for letting us know.”

“Of course, Akaashi. I can’t let you all starve. Maybe Kuroo, because he was teasing me earlier” You smiled at them. Kuroo started laughing. And before you can say something else, Bokuto comes running back with a ball.

“I got the ball down from the balcony!”

“Hi, Bokuto.” You said slightly blushing. He looks over at you and smiles.

“Y/n! Hi! I feel like I haven’t seen you all camp.”

“Been a busy bee and it seems like the first years have me occupied as well.” You turned around to look at Lev, Hinata, and Tsukishima then back to Bokuto, “And it’s dinner time. I wanted to make sure you all had some food before it runs out...”

Kuroo and Akaashi gave each other a look and continue to watch this interaction.

“Oh, good! Thanks for telling us! Come on guys, let's go.” Bokuto starts walking towards the exit then stops, “ Yn, sit next to me so we can talk! I have been wanting to hang out with you.”

You started to blush. “Yeah, sure thing.”

All the boys look at both of you. You wanted to punch the air in excitement, but you wanted to keep your cool.

“Great! Let’s go.” Bokuto started walking with you. You turned back to Kuroo and gave him the eyes.

And Kuroo just laughed and shook his head following after you. Kuroo knew that Yn didn’t only have some effect on just the first years, but also a certain third year.

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-listen Yn and Bokuto do end up going on a few dates. but end result the two decided that they both work better as friends. AND close friends i might add.

-Years later Kuroo still teases Yn about the big crush they had with Bokuto. And when Bokuto is there for those moments. He would slightly tease them as well, saying ‘they have good taste’, which leads to Kuroo and Bokuto’s friendly banter and bickering.

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tonycries · 2 months

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“She My Best Friend, Yeah We Not a Couple.”

Synopsis. You know it’s wrong to fuck your best friend. But how can you complain when you’re slammed against the library desk and stuffed full of his big cock like this?

Pairing. Multiple x Reader

Content. MDNI, fem! reader, unprotected sex, panties in your mouth (+ some other very heinous things), really fucking dirty, public sex, jealous sex (from his side), pet names (my angel), swearing.

Word count. 1.3k

A/N. My ancestors are prolly so proud of me rn. Art by @_3em on X.

“Best friend” his ass.

It’s laughable really - the way those other losers think they have a chance with you when you’re begging for his dick every night.

He’s known you since you were both whiney, snot-faced brats - and right now he’s got you sitting prettily on his lap in a study room tucked on the campus library. Your needy mewls are muffled into the crook of his neck as he holds you steady by your hips, the length of his achingly hard cock nudging the line of your ass.

Panties hastily pulled to the side, your slick pools on his flushed tip, dripping along his length to his tight balls. Pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses along your racing pulse, he drags his hefty erection teasingly along your dripping folds.

God, he could feel the way your pussy was clenching desperately around nothing and it was driving him insane.

Surely that study buddy of yours could wait a few minutes. Who did that scrub even think he was? Eyeing his pretty lil’ best friend like that.

“Hngh- please, I want-.” you whisper into his ear, the heat of your breath sending blood rushing straight to his already rock-hard cock. Your needy whimpers are cut off as he subconsciously thrusts in-between your swollen folds, juices making the prominent veins along his length glisten.

Fuck, this was getting too much for him too.

“Tell me what you want, my angel.” he leans down to murmur raspily in your ear, sending a trail of goosebumps down your spine. You were so fucking hot.

That scrub couldn’t even imagine this. How perfect you were. How wet you were for him. How lustful your voice is as you sinfully whine, “I want your cock in me so badly. Want you to fuck me right here. Right now.”

With lightning speed, he’s got you bent against the cold surface of the library desk, painfully hard cock throbbing under the thin material of your panties. You gasp as his length grinds against your quivering cunt.

Having you splayed out so sinfully for him, he’s never been more thankful that the old librarian was such a heavy sleeper - probably wouldn’t wake up for a stampede of elephants if it happened.

“This shit is getting in my fucking way.” he groans out as a large hand grabs your soaked panties.

A sharp rip! of fabric sounds throughout the still air of the study room. “Much better.” he grins dangerously, harshly groping every inch of skin now laid completely bare for him.

“Please. Put it in.” you mewl, voice dripping with need for him. Fuck, he’ll never get used to this.

“Shhh, my angel.” with a low hiss, he bullies his thick cock into your dripping cunt.

“God. S’tight, so tight. Pussy so desperate for me hah- sucking me back in. She doesn’t want me to leave, huh?” he grits out through strangled moans as he sheaths himself completely into your wet pussy. Shit, at this point they’ll hear him and not you.

Warm walls squeezing him to insanity, he fucks you at a feral pace, pulling out till his tip teases your dripping entrance, only to ram himself fully inside once more.

“Ah! Hngh- It’s too much. Please!”

He would never get to know the feeling of your snug cunt desperately sucking his cock back in every time he rams into you. He would never get to feel the way your walls clamp down on him, struggling to adjust to the burning stretch of his thick cock. He could never make you feel this good.

That loser probably has a small dick anyway.

He drinks in the pornographic ah! ah! ah! leaving your mouth at each harsh thrust, feeling intoxicated off the animalistic cadence of his hips, and the thick white ring of slick forming at his base.

“Shit. Always so good f’me, my angel.” he groans, your pretty moans only making him thrust impossibly deeper in a way that has you scrambling to hold onto the table for support.

His throaty groans and the merciless slapping of his heavy balls against your ass echoes across the room as his fingers dig deep purple marks into your hips.

“S-someone’s gonna hah- hear-”

“Then we must be quiet, hm?”

Before you have a chance to process what’s happening, the wet panties that were tightly gripped in his hand are now stuffed into your mouth. You moan around the large fingers forcing themselves inside, cold rings stretching your mouth as much as your cunt.

His cock twitches as he forces you to taste yourself, feeling you getting impossibly wetter. That’s his girl.

He could never fuck you like this.

Moans now muffled by the fabric in your mouth, his saliva-coated fingers move down to draw rough circles on your clit - making you yelp at the stimulation.

He knows someone could walk in at any moment - and a part of him actually wants it to happen. Let them see, he thinks. At least then those fuckers would finally take a hint.

A soft whine of his name snaps him out of his pussy-drunk thoughts, blown-out eyes now meeting your dazed ones as you lock eyes with him over your shoulder. Lipstick smeared, tears clinging to your lashes, and panties half-hanging out of your kiss-bitten lips.

Ah, actually scratch that - he’s gonna keep his pretty lil’ best friend all to himself.

“Shhh, my angel. I’ve got you.” he towers over you, pressing a trail of kisses up the curve of your spine before angling your neck to attach his lips with yours. He delights in your surprised squeal, clearly not expecting him to kiss you with your panties still in your mouth. But for you, he’d do anything.

Cock twitching, your feet almost lift off the ground as the rhythm of his hips gets harsher. He intertwines his tongue with yours, sweet slick-soaked panties wrapped in the middle. Fuck, he was going insane at the contrast of your soft tongue with the lacy fabric of your panties, hand around your neck getting tighter.

You moan incoherently as he sucks on your tongue, drool dripping down the corner of your mouth and onto the polished library desk.

It was so fucking lewd. Doesn’t matter how many losers swarm around you - none of them deserved you. None of them could fuck you like this.

Your sounds of pleasure get more and more frantic as his cock still slams inside you relentlessly, ringed-fingers continuing their abuse on your clit - getting closer and closer to what you crave.

He can feel the way your walls flutter so snugly around him. God, he’s so fucking turned on that he doesn’t know whether the heartbeat he feels between his legs is his or yours.

Neither of you have to wait long. His tongue still continues its dance with yours, around your soaked panties, as you both cum with a muffled moan.

Your pussy clenches around him as you climax him as if to milk his cock for all he’s worth. And you do, thick ropes of his hot cum painting your pulsing hole white.

Riding out both your highs, he fucks his cum into you animalistically - feet lifting off the floor at his firm grip on your waist and the sheer power of his rough thrusts.

So messy. Damn, he has to send the librarian an apology gift later - a fruit basket or something, he wonders, barely lucidly.

His mind is still foggy as he pulls his sensitive cock out, and pockets your panties for a lonely night without his dear best friend. Promptly plugging his fingers in your quivering pussy, cum smearing on his fingers, he mutters out a quick “Keep it inside.”

Walking out of the heavy, sex-filled atmosphere of the study room, he bumps into that fucking study buddy of yours - running late and clearly surprised to see him there.

With a slow smirk, “Sorry in advance, my girl made a bit of a mess in there. Hope you don’t mind.”

Hey, this is what best friends are for, right?

- GOJO, GETO, Choso, Tsukishima, ATSUMU, SUNA, Oikawa, Kuroo, EREN, Armin

A/N. Teehee *blushes like a slut*

Longfic Sunday incoming if I manage to write 6k words by tomorrow.

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sinfulpanda16 · 4 months

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He loves it when you sit on his back when he's doing pushups.

This almost never happens but when it does, he loves how it makes him feel like he's the strongest man for you. You're sitting on his back looking all cute and pretty counting his reps for him and although his diligence to going all the way down and pushing himself back up is causing him sweat he can't help but smile when he hears you giggling up there.

When he's done he'd give you a gentle kiss, "Thank you baby." and will probably want to keep you around to show off his muscles and strength some more. "Wanna help me with the rest of my workouts?" he asks smirking.

"Yes" you respond with a cute smile.

He picks you up and sits you on a counter nearby. He gives you another gentle kiss "Just keep being my cute cheerleader." he orders with a smirk.

Bakugou Katsuki, Shinsou Hitoshi, Kunigami Rensuke, Reo Mikage, Kuroo Tetsurou, Bokuto Koutarou, Gojo Saturou, Fushiguro Toji, Eren Yeager, Kyo Sohma, Ryo Kurokiba, Draken

#bakugou x reader #shinsou x reader #kunigami x reader #reo x reader #kuroo x reader #bokuto x reader #gojo x reader #toji x reader #eren x reader #kyo x reader #food wars x reader #mha x reader #aot x reader #jjk x reader #blue lock x reader #haikyuu x reader #ryo kurokiba #draken x reader

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nkogneatho · 6 months

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𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐏𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐎𝐍

—cw: fem!reader, edging, overstim, spitting.

Men who have their arms locked on your thighs, making sure your pussy is easily accessible to their tongue. they don't start right away, but gaze at it. your heat melting in juices, flowing and staining the sheet underneath. they breathe over it, to tease it even more and she flutters in need. warm air grazing the skin enough to make it squirm but not enough to chase that high.

To make it more wet, more messy, they gather the saliva in their mouth before spitting on it, watching the translucent drop trail down and fusing with your juices. A wide smile appears on their face when they realize the effect it has on you, making your face heat up and your thighs squirm in his arms. but they're locked up. he's got it locked up so he could enjoy this pretty movie without any intermissions.

When they finally decide to give you the sweet satisfaction of having their tongue lap on your pussy, it comes with a price. There's no way you could win in anything when it comes to them. It's either craving their touch, or begging them to stop from the overstimulation. They are mean. They don't stick to a single pace. Instead, they start out slow, savouring all your heat on their tongue, then get fast making you a moaning mess and you scream—beg for them to keep going. you're close. but they change it back to being slow, depriving your pussy of it's climax. you cry and cry and cry. but they're doing this for you because,

when they actually give you the satisfaction—after what it feels like hours—you are gripping his hair, pushing him further in your pussy and jerking your hips forward at the same time. fuck does it feel so good. you're crying, moaning and screaming their name at the same time in multiple repetitions that has their dick jump up and slap against their abs and spluttered cum on it. shit. am i ruining her or is she ruining me?

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sir-kuroo · 8 months

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𖦹 f!reader, just rough unprotected sex

HE HURT HIMSELF while playing volleyball again and just like the usual, you kissed his wound before keeping the medicine kit. "This hurts too," he whined and you gulped when he brought your hand over the huge bulge of his gray sweatpants, dragging it along his waistband, which you didn't hesitate to pull down. Your eyes widened as his erect cock popped upright. Your tongue reflexively moistened your lips at the delicious sight of it.

"Would you give it a kiss too?" He whispered under a sleazy grin.

"Which lips do you want?" You breathed out and you surely saw him get a tad bigger.

He ran his curled finger over your lips and you anticipated sucking it, but he pulled away.

"Is this one ready?" He asked while the tip of his fingers rubbed your pussy over your panties like he's squeezing the juice out of you. "Fuck..." He hissed, seeing how quickly he made you feel aroused. "Just the sight of my cock and you're this wet."

"P-Please..." You begged as you rolled your hips against his touch.

He groaned in return unable to hold back any longer. Positioning yourself over his lap, he set aside your panties and aligned his cock on your entrance. Without hesitations, he pushed his hips upwards, penetrating you deep.

You moaned and he grunted. He didn't bother taking it slow and he slammed with endless speed, making you wrap your arms around his strong body. "W-Wait! Wait! I can't...take it!" You pleaded but he didn't budge, instead he got both of his palms on the surface of the bed, pushing himself up and down against you and showing you who's in control. You felt your inside heating up as his dick felt like tearing you apart yet it felt so good you're about to lose your mind. Your head swung back not bearing the intensity and soon, you let go of your hold of him, your back falling in bed. He hovered you, not letting go. With such force, he rammed into you finishing himself. You convulsed, cumming hard around him at the same time.

You both caught your breaths and he placed gentle kisses on your temple. "Does this hurt?" He asked, tenderly touching your pussy. "Do I have to give it a kiss?" He whispered and you knew you couldn't stop him. Your head started spiraling when he sucked you in, bringing you back in bliss again probably for the entire night.

—♡ kuroo, bokuto, oikawa, atsumu, lev, osamu, iwaizumi, ushijima, terushima, daichi, hirugami

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hinata-boke · 29 days

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guy with no sense of personal space

#my art #haikyuu #bokuto #akaashi #hinata #tsukishima #kuroo #atsumu #konoha #daichi #scribbles ive been poking at for a while #i just think hes funnyyyyyyy #i accidentally drew him WITH THE WRONG NUMBER FDNVKD #i fixed it...

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vengov · 10 months

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ex husbands who are absolutely infatuated with you still. you broke off the marriage civilly and you co parent your 5 year old daughter. whenever he comes around, he always asks his daughter to ask if he can stay later because he knows that you could never say no to your precious girl. staying late ends up with him in your bed, on top, with one large hand dripping in your essence, and the other over your mouth to not wake up your daughter.

- toji <3, atsumu, iwaizumi, bokuto, kuroo, daichi, ushijima, osamu, matsukawa, sakusa, aran, gojo

#haikyuu smut #atsumu smut #iwaizumi smut #kuroo smut #sakusa smut #toji smut #daichi smut #bokuto smut #ushijima smut #osamu smut #matsukawa smut #aran smut #gojo smut

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amezure · 4 months

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Vet / Zoo Keeper AU 🦉Support me on PATREON 🐯

#my art #haikyuu!!#bokuto koutaro #akaashi keiji #kuroo testuro #kenma kozume #zoo au

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viviaj · 10 months

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its 6:57 in the morning and you can vaguely feel kuroo’s cock pressing against you.

with his hand pressed against your soft stomach, he silently presses against your back. you’re not really awake, but you’re not exactly asleep either.

kuroo loves morning sex, he likes to feel you and hear your whiny sounds as your eyes struggle to adjust to the early light— as they adjust to him intruding your peaceful sleep.

he’s a pervert, he thinks for a moment; wanting to press his fingers into you while you’re barely awake. he thinks he should feel guilty, but you always react so dubiously that he can’t help himself.

with his cock still rubbing against you methodically, he reaches for your little shorts and slips his hand down to your soft sweet cunt.

he runs his hand over your thighs, and every part where you connect with him. it’s not enough.

he’s slipping a hand between your folds, gently feeling you. there was no intent to get you off; just a pure moment of wanting to feel you and touch you. he slips a single finger into you and its him groaning into your shoulder.

“baby?” he murmurs against you and a small noise comes from the back of your throat, “you’re so soft,” you can hear the smile in his voice.

“i have to, baby,” he’s sitting up and gently prying your legs apart, “i have to put my cock in you baby, okay?”

he’s not really asking, more so just letting you know. he’s not wearing a condom.

your body twitches up into him as he enters you, just letting himself feel around you. your hands move up to his arms as you murmur that he “shouldn’t”.

“i don’t see you making much of an effort to stop me,” and you just let yourself whine, eyes pressed closed as kuroo is everywhere on you.

“but we shouldn’t, kuroo, we can’t,” he thinks it’s funny when you act like this because as soon as he takes his cock out, you’ll whine and groan, just like you are now. you’re so predictable.

so he does that. he moves down to your neck, kissing you lightly over, and over again. “just the tip, please. please?” you’re begging, just like he knew you would. he loves you.

“oh? just the tip?” you nod quickly, “okay baby, just the tip.”

it is not just the tip.

with one hand, he’s holding your legs up; giving himself the world-class view of watching his cock disappear into your pretty pussy.

you’re breathtaking like this. smooth, and sweet and pretty. he can’t help himself, and how could you even blame him? not when he’s so close to you, and so sweet to you as he’s smiling down at your batting eyes.

“what is it? talk to me, baby,” no words come out, just a soft hiccup coming from your lips. “you don’t have to do anything, you’ve done enough,” his eyes soften with the softness in his smile; which do not correspond to the way hes moving in and out of you.

kuroo and you have never fucked without a condom before, and it shows. it feels so intensely different, with the knowledge that this is something you shouldn’t be doing, it’s explosive.

“gonna cum in you, yeah? just let me take care of you.”

“kuroo, we- we can’t, we shouldn’t,” you’re pathetically murmuring, hips moving up towards him. everything you’re saying is contradicting your actions, it’s silly.

“okay baby, yeah, i won’t, dont worry, ” kuroo lies. with your face buried into his neck, you mouth at the skin there, unable to say much.

he tells you how good you feel, how your cunt is so soft and he just can’t help it.

“you’re so warm,” you whine into him, the feeling of him cumming in you foreign, it doesn’t feel right.

kuroo reaches down to kiss you wherever he can manage to reach you, his arms keeping you where you are.

“good morning.”

#haikyuu smut #haikyuu men #kuroo smut #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo meow #this was soooo self indulgent #tw somno #but not really #overuse of the word baby #cw somnophilia

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torubeth · 10 months

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when he comes back up from between your thighs for a breather, his eyes notice your clutched hands at your sides, nails digging into your palm and he wasn’t having it. leaning down to continue from where he left, he takes your hands in his and places it on his head, a gesture telling you to just pull his hair already.

or or or!!!!!!

he entwines your fingers with his, placing kisses on your wrist, your palm or wherever possible.

“fuck baby, you’re making me lose my goddamn mind”

that was the last thing he said before diving down between your thighs to resume his ministrations.

eren jaeger, suna rintarou, kuroo tetsurou, gojo satoru, miya atsumu, aki hayakawa, matsukawa issei (all characters aged up!)

#yours truly has officially graduated school #and she’s bored so this is the end result #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!!#haikyuu timeskip #suna x reader smut #gojo smut #gojo x reader smut #eren smut #eren jeager smut #kuroo smut #aki hayakawa smut #csm smut #miya atsumu smut

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a-wildemusing · 2 years

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The Three of Us: Nervous

word count: 652~ its v short i know. lol

genre: Kenma x platonic!reader, Kuroo x Platonic!reader.

warnings: nothing I can think of. probably any mistakes.

summary: It’s Kenma’s and Yn’s third year which means it’s time to worry about college applications and getting accepted. Yn has been anxiously been waiting for the acceptance email to show up and when it does, they go to their favorite restaurant with their two best friends to see if they got into their university of their choice.

a/n: this is part of a series I’m doing, called the Three of Us. It’s made up events and adventures with being best friends with Kuroo and Kenma. Hope you enjoy!

The Three of Us. ✨ Masterlist. ✨

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“Oh god. I think I’m going to throw up.” You said feeling a little anxious.

“Y/n. You need to relax. Everything is okay. I mean Kuroo was accepted, so why not you.” Kenma said nonchalantly.

“Hey…” Kuroo looks over to Kenma shaking his head.

You sighed, “You’re right. If Kuroo was able to get accepted. I’m pretty sure I would be accepted too.”

“Hey!” Kuroo said too. You started laughing and you leaned on him placing your head on his shoulder.

“I’m joking.” you gave Kuroo a side hug.

“I’m not.” Kenma remarked.

“Are you all ready to order?” All three of you looked at the waitress that returned.

You, Kenma, and Kuroo were all sitting at your favorite restaurant, you got an email today and it is your acceptance letter. You saw the notification and you rushed to the group chat.

“And I think that will all be it for us.” You placed the menu down and smiled at the waitress.

“Okay, got it! Thank you, I will have your water and drinks soon.” The waitress left.

“What was I saying before?”

“Mocking me,” Kuroo remarked.

“Oh yeah,” you paused to chuckle, “I think I will wait until the food is here to read the email. So good or bad news, I will still have good food.” You gave a satisfied smile.

“And we’ll be here for moral support for the good or bad outcome.” Kenma offered.

The waitress returns and places the water and sodas on the table. Kuroo thanks her and then turns to Kenma.

“Did you get any emails from the colleges you applied for, Kenma?” Kuroo asked.

“Hm, yes I did. I got rejected by two, but the rest I got accepted. Just need to pick.”

“Wow. only reject by two.” You teasingly said, "Out of how many?”

Before Kenma could answer you the waitress comes back with some of the food.

“Here we go! Be careful they are hot plates.” She slowly sets down everything. “That’s everything. Does anyone need anything else?”

“I think we are good, thank you.” Kuroo gives a charming smile to the waitress. Kenma and you share a look and playfully rolled your eyes. Kenma gave you a small smile.

“I guess, it's time.” You open your email app. Your finger hovering above the email. “Okay! Okay. I don’t think I can do this. Someone read it for me.” you placed your phone on the table. Kenma reaches over and grabs your phone and your hands go straight to your eyes to cover them.

“Kenma, give it to me. What does it say?” You said. But Kenma doesn’t say anything. You slightly move your fingers away from your eyes and look at him.

“Kenma,” Kuroo chirped in.

Kenma finally looks up from your phone–his face looking grim. You dropped your hands from your face. Your heart was going to drop. You knew it was hard to get into the university, but for a moment you thought you had a chance.

“Joking. You got in.” He reaches over and hands you your phone. “Congrats,” he gives you a smirk.

“Dude...” Kuroo started laughing.

“I-I-” You started trying to speak. “Kenma! You legit don’t understand how my heart dropped just now.” The dread was slowly starting to fade. “Dude you legit owe me one for scaring me like that.”

“I mean you had me too,” Kuroo said. “But yes congrats are in order!” Kuroo grabs you and hugs you tightly.

“I’m feeling so much better! All that nervousness is gone.” You sighed in contentment. “Now! Come on let’s grub.” You gave heart eyes to the different dishes of food on the table.

Kenma and Kuroo nodded in agreement.

The three of you started to eat. All that hard work you have done paid off. You got into the school of your dreams. This was going to be a new chapter in your life.

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bonus~

“Can we get dessert?” You asked the two boys.

“I’m down for dessert.” Kuroo adds.

“Me too.” Kenma speaks as he pushes the door open to exit the restaurant. All three of you stood now outside of the restaurant on the side walk.

“And Kenma is paying!” You chirped in.

“What?” Kenma started to laugh.

“You owe me for scaring me, remember?”

“Mmhm. but only you Yn.”

“I’m offended!” Kuroo dramatically says, “First the mocking, and now I’m being left out with this free dessert.”

You started laughing and wrapped each arm around your best friends, and led them to start walking. Kuroo just playfully rolled his eyes.

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-this was inspired from true events. couple years ago, i was with my fam at a vegas buffet lol and my cousin just got the email saying if she got accepted to grad school and she made me read it bc nerves. and i trick her bc why not. it was pretty funny bc we were kind of buzzed from drinking.

-also wanted to write this bc i’m going back to school and yeah lol

tip jar?

#haikyuu!!#a-wildemusing writes #hq #haikyu!!#kenma x platonic!reader #kuroo x platonic!reader #hq fluff #kuroo tetsurou #kozume kenma #haikyuu!! kenma #haikyuu!! kuroo #the three of us series

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tonycries · 28 days

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Little Heaven

Synopsis. He’s just your friend-with-benefits, right? So why - in the still haze of the soft sheets and you, fúcking you so sensual and tenderly - does he feel like he’s found his own personal heaven?

Pairing. Multiple x Reader

Content. MDNI, fem! reader, unprotected, kinda fluffy, he’s both pússydrunk and in love, slow to rough, marking, mentions of marriage and kids, morning, swearing.

Word count. 1.3k

A/N. Probably the fluffiest smút I’ve ever written.

You were just his friend-with-benefits, right? No strings attached, right?

So why was he here? Sinking into your plush mattress, quiet morning sun just barely peeking in through the curtains as he wraps his arms around your naked figure.

God, he really shouldn’t be here. He shouldn’t be laying you on your side, drinking in your soft little, “G’mornin’.” Both of your movements languid and still burning with soreness. Your hips pushing back desperately into his as he positions himself so that his leaking tip was just kissing your swollen folds.

He shouldn’t be whispering soft kisses into the marks that littered your skin. Licking one, long stripe up the sinful trail of hickies down your neck. All sensual touches where it was bruising grips last night.

That was rule #1, right? No marks.

Or was it #4…

Ah, right now he couldn’t give less of a fuck. Not when his greedy eyes wander the expanse of your face, fingers trailing along the features he’s mapped a thousand times over. Tracing delicate patterns across your skin, snaking down, down, down to leisurely lift your leg a little higher.

Bare chest warm against your back, his voice is low and gravelly in your ear as he whispers, “I had a dream y’know.”

Mind still thinly veiled with sleep, you lean into his warm touch, “Mhm?”

Your breath hitches at the way he drags his swollen head teasingly across your slit, pooling your slick on his achingly hard tip. Smearing your juices with his thumb as he pumps himself lazily. It’s so torturously good. You almost miss the way he buries his face into the crook of your neck, murmuring a soft “Had a dream of us.”

Oh?

Before you can overthink his words, he’s nudging in gently. So agonizingly gentle. And you can do nothing more than let out barely-audible whispers of his name as he bullies his throbbing cock into your snug cunt.

You feel so full. So drunk off of the delicious burn of your pussy and him.

And it seems he was drunk on you just as much, because as soon as his hips are flush against yours, the words escape him. So quiet and groggy with sleep, that you almost don’t catch them.

“Had a dream that I made you my beautiful bride.”

Oh.

That was new. His words hung heavy in the heady air.

Shivers run down your spine - all the way to where he was buried in your dripping cunt. Your voice is slightly shaky as you let out a humorless laugh, “Oh yeah? Must’ve been a nightmare then.”

Soft lips press against your forehead, breathing in your scent. Absolutely searing as he mutters out a muffled, “No, was the best dream I ever had.”

And then, with the audacity of someone who didn’t just send your mind reeling, he pulls his hips back unhurriedly. Immediately fucking into you at a slow, sensual pace. Tip kissing your cervix as he rolls his hips languidly into yours, making sure you feel every bump and graze against your tight walls.

You don’t know what’s more maddening - his agonizing pace or the words that tumble out of his lips. “Y’looked so beautiful in white. So pretty walking down the aisle to me.”

His lips brush against yours, hands dancing across every inch of you he could reach. Gently caressing the skin like it’s something divine, soothing over the marks from last night as if an apology. “Don’ think I’d want to see anyone else there.”

You glance back at him - only to find his eyes already on you. A jolt of electricity runs across your skin at the pure warmth in them. And you realize that, no, this wasn’t a joke.

Not trusting yourself to speak, you simply grind your hips down to meet his, abs rubbing against your ass. Letting out a broken whimper of what sounds like his name as he moves down a hand to press rough, little circles over and over your throbbing clit.

“Saw a little something else too.” he hums, a sly smile curling his lips as his other hand dances across your body to press down on your stomach. Hard. “Saw that I had some competition - two actually. Funny, right?”

“Hah- h-hilarious.” you manage to choke out as his thumb speeds up on your clit, hips moving a bit more purposefully. A bit more like you were used to. Rock-hard cock plunging into your quivering cunt in deliberate, sloppy thrusts that have you white-knuckling the sheets.

“Though…” he trails off dangerously, pulling back all the way until his furiously hard tip was just kissing your waiting hole. “I wouldn’t really mind.”

And with that he’s sheathing his throbbing erection in your wet pussy completely. A gasp of delight leaves him at the way you take him so readily. Walls sucking him up so sinfully - perfect. You were always so perfect for him.

“Dreamt we had a lil’ house with a big garden.” God, he can feel his cock harden so painfully at the fucked-out little ah! ah! ah! leaving your pretty lips each time his hip smack into yours. It’s music to his ears, such a shame he just can’t shut the fuck up right now. “And then you dressed the kids up while I made breakfast.”

“Then you made us do taxes and I didn’t even fucking mind.” His voice is strained now, words slurring together as he rams his cock deeper and deeper, glistening with your slick in the soft morning glow.

“And finally at night, I say we should make a third one.”

He looks at you, a sly grin stretching his lips, eyes half-lidded and a dangerous twinkle in them that has you wondering whether everything he said before was merely a ruse to fuck you silly. And it probably shows on your face - because he grins lowly in your ear, “Don’t worry, sweetheart, we have till our wedding night f’me to fuck you slow.”

And oh he almost feels guilty. But he can’t bring himself to slow down at the way your swollen lips drop into such a pretty oh! at his words. Mewling at the sting of his heavy balls as they smack your ass. Walls clamping down desperately on his dick, milking him for every drop of pleasure. Each thrust into your warm core has his eyes rolling to the back of his head, brows furrowing in ecstasy as he focuses on making you lose your mind.

He shifts his angle slightly, grinding expertly against your g-spot just right, and you throw your head back, releasing a low moan of his name.

“Shit. Yeah, say m’name, sweetheart. Jus’ like that.” he moans breathlessly.

His name - soon to be yours.

Maybe.

You turn your head to face him, eyes fiery as you capture his in an equally scorching kiss. Cock slamming into your poor, abused cunt with an intensity that matches that of your lips.

Probably.

Biting down on his lower lips, soft yet insistent. Humming deliriously against his mouth - and in the heat of it all, he feels you smile against his lips. Ever-so-slightly.

Definitely.

And then you’re cumming. White-hot pleasure behind your eyes, walls clamping down so deliciously around his twitching cock. It sends him over the edge as well - whispering your name as if a prayer, voice hoarse with emotions neither of you could name at this very moment.

Hot ropes of his thick cum paint your trembling cunt white, milking the soul out of him as you both ride out your climaxes together. A creamy ring forming around his base as some truly animalistic part of himself fucks his seed into you - a promise, he likes to think.

“I’m serious about the dream.”

Almost as gentle as that one.

As the haze settles, his thrusts slowing down to just shallow grinds, a fragile silence envelopes the room as neither of you speak. Because maybe no other words were needed.

And right now, morning sunlight harsh on his skin, strong arms pulling you warm body flush against his, no one but you two in this quiet world - he doesn’t think he’d like to be anywhere else.

All is well in your little heaven.

- GOJO, GETO, Choso, SUNA, ATSUMU, Tsukishima, Kuroo, EREN

A/N. Bro it took longer to think of what to write than to write this.

Plagiarism not authorized.

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