#hanamaki x reader smut

[wonderwomanfantasy]

Married but looking

no one asked for this I'm just on that Hanamaki Brain rot.

Hanamaki x Fem!Reader

warnings: smut, cam boy au, sex work, pantie smelling/ stealing, mentions of the economy, swearing,

Word count: 3,300 (about)

summary: Whoever said you needed to be in love to get married? In this economy who can even afford to get married for love? so technically speaking you are taken but when has that stopped anyone?

“I had a really good time with you Tonight,” Erik said, running his fingers through his hair, fussing with his messy blonde waves. He was looking at your mouth. You wondered if he’d kiss you now. 

“You’re smart and pretty, you’re funny and we have a lot in common, you’re everything I could ever want from a girl,” he said, “I gotta know, how’d I get so lucky? What baggage made you think we were on the same level, what’s wrong with you? Because right now I think you’re perfect.”

Your smile fell. 

“That’s a hell of a way to end a date,” you said evasively.

“Don’t be shy, I don’t scare easy,” he teased and reached out and circled his arm around your waist pulling you close and making you melt a little. He was going to kiss you. 

“Well as long as you promise not to run away,” you teased back, smoothing your hands up and down his chest. he deserved to know. you decided. it wasn't like he wouldn't find out eventually. 

“Legally speaking I’m married.”

Erik promised to call you after he dropped you off at your apartment. He never did. 

“Taka- Taka- TAKAHIRO,”

“What?” Hanamaki called back finally.

“Where my good dress?” you called, trying to follow his voice to find him. He helped you and stuck his head out of the walk-in pantry

“Black or Blue?” he asked. 

“Blue,” You decided after thinking for a moment.

“Still in the laundry room, it’s hanging on the back of the door,” he answered.

“Another date tonight?” he asked and you sighed, instead of going to the "laundry room" (a hall closet you'd managed to shove a washing machine into) you went into the kitchen to talk to your roommate.

“I figure sooner or later I’ll find a nice guy,” you said with a shrug.

“Hmm he better be more than nice if he gets to see you in the blue dress,” Hanamaki quipped back, which made you smile. He always made sure to tell you how good you looked, even when you were just walking around in old sweats.

“Maybe this one will even be willing to overlook the fact that I have a husband.” you sighed.

Your relationship with Hanamaki was unique, to say the least. He had been a good friend in Highschool and for the year he tried college. You would say you were best friends if you weren’t sure Matsun beat you for that position already. And the two of you were, legally speaking, Married. 

It had all happened fast two years ago. Due to events too painful to really reflect on, you were kicked out of your parent's house, with nowhere to go. You worked full time but it still wasn’t enough to afford an apartment close enough to your college campus and also work to walk both places, and you did need to walk. Your car’s engine had given up and you still hadn’t found the time or money to get it fixed. 

It looked like you would be couch surfing, until suddenly you found this place. it was perfect a spacious one-bedroom right in the sweet spot between work and school and it was even cheap enough that you wouldn’t need a roommate to cover everything. With one catch. 

The landlord didn’t rent to single people, though they were too much trouble, and he was only renting to married couples, he was old-fashioned and didn’t believe people should be living together before they were wed. You were desperate, So you grinned and told him that your husband would be there next week to tour the place. 

Hanamaki was also desperate. Desperate to finally move out of his parent’s place. He was sick and Tired of all the nagging to get a real job as if he didn’t pay his share of his bills. 

It seemed too good to be true for both of you, and it was easy, down to the courthouse and married in an hour. The apartment was yours and the two of you settled into an easy routine together. 

You worked in the mornings and had school from noon till nightfall, five days a week. While you were out Hanamaki was a full-time househusband, so to speak. He cooked and cleaned and ran errands for you. Hanamaki also did what he needed to do to pay half of the bills. 

You tried not to think about the black suitcase under his bed and what was in it. You tried not to think about the camera, the ring light, and the lacy panties that sat next to the suitcase under the bed. 

There was nothing wrong with sex work, you were glad he felt comfortable enough to post that thing online. It was only weird to you because it was Hanamaki, you had known him so long the thought of seeing him naked made your stomach turn. 

“If you’re going out tonight I might have Matsun come over,” He said thoughtfully, then asked “will you be home for dinner?”  you frowned. 

“If things go poorly,” you said, Hanamaki seemed to read your face and guess that you thought things would go poorly. 

“I’ll make Nachos, and save enough for you in case you come back hungry,” he said diplomatically. 

“Thanks, that’s sweet,” you knew firsthand how hard it would be to Keep Matsun from eating everything in sight, but that he would do it, you were grateful. 

“Of course, anything for my pretty wife, now go get ready for your date.”

You were back home less than an hour after you left for your date. Matsun hadn’t even had a chance to steal your food yet. Neither of them said anything as you stormed in, they both just winced and let you stomp into the bathroom ten minutes later you emerged with your makeup scrubbed off and dressed in gym shorts and one of Hanamaki’s tank tops. 

“What-”

“Let me fucking tell you what happened-” you shouted. Wedging yourself onto the couch,

At first, you thought your date had just stood you up, then an older man came up, slightly out of breath, and apologized for being late, and you came to realize, it wasn’t his picture online that you’d seen, but his son. Worst of all he was still wearing his wedding ring when he came to pick you up. 

“Yikes,” Matsun said, he was eyeing your plate and wondering how hard you would smack him if he tried to take from it. 

“What kind of psycho uses a picture of his son? I mean I get not using your picture, well no that’s still fucked but, your son,” Maki said 

“I just turned around and walked back,” you sighed. 

“Look on the bright side, Nachos are still warm,” Maki spoke. 

“Nachos are still warm,” you repeated, 

You were sick of being single. You hadn’t gotten laid in months and you hadn’t had a serious long-term relationship since you’d gotten married. You shot a glance sideways at Matsun, maybe some of his mortician friends were single. 

You had a love-hate relationship with Saturdays, on the one hand, with no work and no school you were free to do whatever you wanted, which was a rarity for you. On the other hand, Saturdays were when Hanamaki did most of his work. 

You were sitting in the living room with your headphones in as you tried to read with your music cranked up way too loud, you didn’t want to hear the transition between him setting up and him starting the stream. 

Worst of all, you were horny. Not because he was in the other room jerking himself off for all he was worth. It was just bad timing that was all. You fidgeted in your seat uncomfortably, trying to ease the tension between your legs without outright toughing yourself.

It was one thing for Hanamaki to fuck himself silly in the bedroom, his activities remained strictly on his bed, the couch was a communal space, it would be wrong. not that Hanamaki wouldn’t mind, you argued with yourself. It wasn’t like you would be making a mess, then you thought about that mess stuck in your pants. 

Maybe you could just tease yourself, edge yourself until Hanamaki was done where you could take the shower for yourself and really take care of things. That would be okay, right? 

You didn’t think you could take your own frustration whether it was okay or not.  Fuck it. The relief you felt was instant. You let out a small moan then sunk your teeth into your lower lip trying to gag yourself. You switched off your music to switch to pornhub. In that momentary silence you heard Hanamaki Moan loud enough you were sure your neighbors would be complaining. 

What did he look like, you wondered. Was he really good enough that people paid to see it? He monad again and this time he was loud enough that you could make out the words.

“Oh fuck that feels good,”

your clit throbbed against your finger, you wanted to feel good,

Before you knew what you were doing you’d pulled up his website. 

“Oh fuck that feels good,” he moaned again this time straight into your ears through your headphones, Hanamaki was naked on his bed on his knees pointing his hips out and bracing himself with one hand on the bed behind him, his toned, muscular body was on full display pink and blue lights playing over his skin. With his free hand, he fisted his cock. 

You couldn’t take your eyes off of him, the flushed red tip of his cock was beautiful to look at and the size of his dick alone was enough to make your head spin. 

“You like that baby? You like Daddy’s big cock stuffing your little pussy?” Hanamkai grunted tightening his hand around his cock. You couldn’t help it, you started touching yourself, rubbing your clit in fast tight circles as you watched him touch himself. 

There was a stream of comments flooding in on the side of the screen. People paying five bucks a message, just to beg for permission to cum begging him to cum, just telling him how hot he looked. You couldn’t help but shudder, you found yourself matching pace with him, pumping your fingers in and out of yourself at the same rhythm that he stroked his cock. 

You let yourself relax, and really feel the effect of his words and his moans. Before you knew it you were cumming and he was cumming, you could hear the sharp cry of pleasure come in real-time again over your headphones. 

“Fuck,” you said, instantly shutting your phone off. You felt ashamed but that guilt felt misplaced somehow.

You felt like a kid again, when you were in high school meeting Hanmaki and dreaming about kissing him instead of listening to your teachers talk. 

You had been avoiding Hanamaki for weeks now. Every time you looked at him you could just hear him moaning, see his cock straining and bobbing in his fist. You couldn’t meet his eyes let alone form a sentence around him. 

Luckily, with school and work and his work, you didn’t see Hanamaki much anyways, it was easy enough to just text him to leave your dinner in the fridge and not see him for days at a time, even so, Maki was getting suspicious, and eventually, he cornered you. 

“Hey can we talk?” he asked, leaning against the door frame trapping you in the bathroom. Sometimes you forgot how big he was, he took up the whole space of the doorway so you couldn’t just duck around him. 

“Can I at least get dressed first?” you asked clutching your towel to your chest. You were lucky he didn’t barge in on you when you were still in the shower. 

“If I let you go will you just run away and keep avoiding me?” he asked. You winced at being called out so directly. 

“Just- what's up? Did I do something wrong?” he asked quietly. Hurting Maki was almost like kicking a dog, he looked so innocent in his pain. 

“No you didn’t do anything wrong- but I did, at least it feels that way,” you started, before explaining that you had not so accidentally watched him jerk off. 

“Oh that’s it?” he asked with a laugh, 

“Don’t act so chill about this! This is a big thing!” you snapped, glaring at him. 

“Do you want me to be mad at you?” he asked confused 

“No but-”

“Then I don’t know what the problem is, it’s okay don’t feel guilty about it, and stop avoiding me,” he reached forward and flicked your forehead, more as a punishment for being silly than anything else. 

You couldn’t help but squirm under his gaze, still embarrassed. 

“I mean Matsun watches my shit all the time it’s no big deal really,”  he assured you again. 

“Wait- Matsun watches your porn?” you asked disbelievingly he just shrugged,

“He likes to watch the chat, anyways what do you want for dinner?” 

And finally, Hanamaki let you go to get dressed. For a little while, things were normal between you and your roommate/friend/husband, but the underlying issue hadn’t changed. 

You still couldn’t get a date to save your life, and your body was aching with need. worst of all Hanamaki was just out of reach looking more tempting by the day and never more than a few feet away when you were feeling needy. 

He wasn’t mad that you watched his videos once, would he be upset if you made it a habit? Matsun watched his videos often, but Matsun wasn’t getting off to them. 

You could hear him, moaning loudly through the walls as you tried to change laundry loads. Normally Maki took care of your dirty clothes but you’d dropped mustard on your good pants and well. He was busy. 

“Oh baby just like that, you’re so fucking good,” he cried out sharply and you felt warmth blossom in your stomach. Fuck it. 

You pressed your back to the wall of the laundry room and slid to the floor. You pulled out our phone and tuned in. 

He was using a fleshlight on himself, his cheeks were red and he had his lip trapped between his teeth. 

“Fuck baby look at me, I love it when you watch me,” he whimpered his hips shuddered as he bucked forward into the toy. 

You slipped your jeans off and started touching yourself you pushed your fingers in and out of yourself keeping time with his thrusts. 

You watched him and tried to keep your own moans down. Something about the way he was looking at the camera felt intimate like he was looking right at you. 

Then he reached behind him and pulled out a pair of your panties. They weren’t your favorites, but you knew they were yours. Your mouth fell open as you watched him bring the underwear to his face and breathe in deeply. 

“Fuck baby,” he moaned against the fabric and started fucking the fleshlight faster. “You smell so good baby I want to fuck you so bad,” he grunted. He was talking to you, he wanted to fuck you. 

Maybe it should have bothered you more that your roommate had stolen your panties and was jerking off with them, but you didn’t care. Your fingers moved faster and faster against your clit. You wanted to go to him now, but the fact he was streaming this to thousands stopped you.

Oh fuck, he was smelling your panties live, and people were watching him do it.

“Oh fuck baby, fuck-” he thrust up one last time and came thrusting deep into the toy. He groaned and the show clicked off. 

You were alone with your thoughts again, feeling deeply unsatisfied, your clit throbbing against your fingers. Without thinking you marched to your shared bedroom and flung the door open 

“Woah!” Hanamaki gasped quickly covering himself with his shirt 

“What the fuck was that?” you demanded. 

“What was what?” he snapped back, still obviously shook that you had walked in on him. 

“Why were you jerking off while smelling my underwear!” you shouted and his face went white with realization. 

“You were you uhm saw that?” he asked. You lurched forward and grabbed his face pulling him down into a kiss. 

Hanamaki went rigid for a split second before he kissed you back. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you flush against his body.

It had been so long since you had been kissed, let alone kissed like this. Hanamaki’s mouth was hot against yours you couldn’t help but moan as his tongue slipped past your lips. He pushed you back and you fell onto the bed pulling him on top of you. 

“Did you like watching me?” he asked pressing his lips to your throat. You moaned and tangled your hands in his hair.

“Fuck me,” you whimpered, ignoring his question. 

“Jesus baby give me a minute to catch my breath you just saw me cum,” he laughed helping you out of your clothes. 

“Fuck, I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” he hummed running his fingers down your chest raising goose bumps along your skin. 

“Me too,” you admitted, and for the first time, you realized just how badly you really had wanted him to touch you, to look at you as more than a friend. Maki kissed down your body, lingering at your hips and your thighs, his fingers digging into your sides. 

“Can I?” he asked looking down at your sex. 

“Please,” you asked, balling your fists into the sheets beneath you. He was slow in the beginning more just teasing you with his tongue than anything else, as he eased into you with his fingers. 

“I would have thought a pornstar would be more aggressive with this stuff,” you teased. Maki glared up at you. He wrapped his hands around your thighs and hooked both of your legs around his shoulder pushing your hips into the bed and latching his mouth around your clit. 

You saw stars as he started pounding you with his fingers and aggressively sucking on your clit. 

“Fuck baby scream for me,” he moaned, the lower half of his face was drenched in spit, and slick. You hadn’t realized how much noise you’d been making until he pointed it out despite knowing it you couldn’t help the loud noises that escaped you when he went back to making out with your cunt. 

“Fuck I’m going to cum,” you whimpered, just as you warned him he pulled away. 

“Takahiro!” you shouted, he grinned at you goofily 

“Be patient you brat, I thought you wanted me to fuck you,” he teased, lining his cock up with your entrance. 

“Fuck,” he moaned easing into you. 

“Better than your toy?” you asked, wrapping your hands around his neck and pulling him into another kiss, tasting your slick on his mouth. 

“I wished it was you, every time,” he whispered, you weren’t expecting his answer to set a fire in your chest but suddenly you were squirming with embarrassment. But then he started thrusting and you couldn’t bring yourself to care about anything else. 

“Fuck just like that,” you moaned tugging at his hair and arching your back off the bed. 

“Fuck baby when you tighten around me like that,” he sighed, dropping his mouth to your neck and kissing your throat. 

“Make me cum,” you pleaded kissing him harshly before he could answer. 

Hanamaki reached between your legs and started stroking your clit in time with his thrusts. It didn’t take long for you to cum, your hips spasming against his. 

He paused letting you catch your breath. 

“Was that good?” he asked. 

“Yes,” you gasped, “but you didn’t-” he cut you off before you could complete the thought. 

“No, but I have you now, and we have all the time in the world.”

#haikyuu hanamaki #hanamaki x reader #fem reader #haikyuu x reader #hanamaki x reader smut #haikyuu

[sunarc]

Boys who like to tease you by rubbing their cock between your folds. They’ll chuckle at the way you cry and whimper pleading for them to put it in. Your eyes brim with tears as you watch his cock covered with your slick brush past where you so desperately need him. You look so perfect like this. You're grinding your hips up against his with your chest heaving up and down, losing yourself all for him. He can stay like this forever with you. He can’t wait to properly fuck you but he just needs to hear you beg for him just a little bit longer.

“My pretty baby, you want me hm?” he smiles at the way you nod your head.

He feels so bad. You're practically drooling for his cock, it’s so cute. Just to rile you up a bit more he’ll slip the tip of his cock inside. Your eyes go wide and the gasp you let out is almost euphoric for him. He groans at the way your walls clench at his tip.

“Such a messy baby I have” he’s looking down at where the two of you meet. “Creaming all on my cock and I’ve barely even started yet.”

He rocks the tip of his cock into you, biting his bottom lip to stifle his moans.

“I bet you could cum from just this” his smirk is menacing.

“Please” it feels airy coming from your lips. Your nails claw at him pulling him impossibly closer.

“I need you so bad” you whine.

He knows you do. The tip of his cock inches further into your hole and he can’t even help the groan that leaves him. He leans his head down on your shoulder as he pushes his cock into you finally bottoming out. He could cum from just feeling the way your gummy walls squeeze around him. He grinds his hips down into you earning one of those perfect moans from you. His breathing is heavy and he silently prays you’ll forgive him for how he’s about to fuck you.

“Talk to me baby, I wanna hear how beautiful you sound cumming on my cock”

Bokuto, Kuroo, Atsumu, Suna, Itadori, Megumi, Kageyama, Hanamaki, Oikawa

#bokuto x reader #kuroo x reader #atsumu x reader #suna x reader #itadori x reader #megumi x reader #kageyama x reader #oikawa x reader #hanamaki x reader #bokuto smut #kuroo smut #atsumu smut #suna smut #itadori smut #megumi smut #kageyama smut #oikawa smut #hanamaki smut

[forusomimiya]

Well, this is probably a long way from reality, but you only have to stop for a moment and think about it.

They fucking love your tits. They love that they're the size of their hands, perfectly made to be groped. They love them no matter what their state, though they admit to feeling like they're in a dream when your nipples are fully erect, so they only have one reason to put their fingers and tongues to work.

But most of all, they /love/ how they fucking bounce with every thrust.

"Hah baby, I can't even look at them. If I do... I- I’ll fill ya up so - hard, and… and I don't assure I'll cum again if...- if I think about how your pussy would spill over with my cum."

If they can't see them, they want to at least feel them. They would release their grip on your hips and move towards them, pressing down hard enough to let their hands dance with them up and down, up and down.

"Mhmm but... I-I think I can put them to better use, wanna see?"

They would wait for the exact right moment to leaving you whining and with your pussy swollen and red, tightening around nothing. They would look up at you and smile victoriously as they let their cock rest between your tits, making you squeeze them around it, and starting to move again as fast as they would have moved in your pussy.

"Yeah... this is what I mean when I say your tits are fucking perfect. Nngh j-jerking me just as good as your little cunt. Now wanna see that mouth wide open baby... ‘cause 'm close, hah I-I'm almost there."

How hard they would cum watching how your tits cradle him until he cums hard on them, splashing into your mouth, and forming a trail of cum between them as he pulls away.

That's why they're wonderful, because they're yours.

TENDOU, ATSUMU, Oikawa, Akaashi, SUNA, Kenma, KAGEYAMA, Sakusa, DAISHOU, OSAMU, Hanamaki, MATSUKAWA

#haikyuu smut #haikyuuheadcanon #hq smut #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x imagines #sakusa smut #atsumu smut #suna smut #tendou smut #osamu smut #kenma smut #akaashi smut #kageyama smut #daishou smut #oikawa smut #hanamaki smut #mattsun smut #sakusa x reader #atsumu x reader #suna x reader #osamu x reader #tendou x reader #kenma x reader #akaashi x reader #kageyama x reader #daishou x reader #oikawa x reader #hanamaki x reader #mattsun x reader

[teamatsumu]

all eyes on you. (seijoh 4 x reader)

warnings: pure smut, not even an iota of plot, swearing, fem!reader, voyeurism, fingering, masturbation, implied group sex, slight degradation

word count: 1k

tags: @keiva1000 @kindnessspreads @msbyomimi @sleepyxxhead

“H-Hajime,” Your voice trembles and breaks, body arched and wound up tight. Your nails dig into his forearms enough to leave marks, but you’re not sure he minds, considering his fingers only speed up inside you and he moans deliciously in your ear.

Iwaizumi has your back against his chest, and your legs hooked over his. He spreads his legs, simultaneously spreading yours, his unoccupied arm wrapped tight around your waist to hold you in place and keep you nice and open for the three pairs of hungry eyes that are trained on your naked, sweaty body.

“Touch her clit,” Hanamaki whispers, his hand working over his own exposed cock. He is leaning back on the couch before you, looking more bored than anything, but his eyes are sizzling with heat, unblinking, and his hand on his cock is urgent. Your breath stutters, and you’re not sure if it’s because of his words or because Iwaizumi chooses that moment to curl his fingers inside you.

“Don’t tell me how to please my girlfriend.” Iwaizumi grunts back, free hand reaching up to cup at your breast almost possessively. Nevertheless, his fingers slide out of you with a wet squelch and reach up to toy at your engorged clit. Your legs jerk and you gasp at the change in sensations.

“Don’t get snarky, Iwa-chan.” Oikawa’s voice does not match the playfulness of his words. It is husky and low, and he too is playing with his erection. The head is deep pink and weeping with precum, proudly showing just how aroused he is. How can he not be? With the show Iwaizumi is using you to put on.

“She loves it so much, see? Look how pretty she looks.” Oikawa continues, voice turning softer now, more teasing. It almost doesn’t feel like a compliment. Like he is demeaning you, but it only turns you on even more. You can’t believe this is something you enjoy, the jeering way he was talking about you. Iwaizumi never did that. You whine, eyebrows creasing.

“She likes that.” Matsukawa somehow sounds just as sharp and teasing as Oikawa. He has been quiet this whole time, only watching. He hadn’t even undressed, choosing to instead stick his hand in his pants and slowly stroke over himself. Deep down, you longed to see his cock too, knowing because of the jokes the boys made over the years that he was more than well endowed. But you are too shy to voice your desire. You are already doing something you couldn’t have imagined in a million years.

“You assholes are lucky you’re even watching this.” Iwaizumi quipped. “Don’t be ungrateful.”

He keeps his fingers moving on your clit, unwinding his other arm from around you to fill up your empty hole again. You gasp and arch again, one arm reaching back to grip tight on his hair while the other continues clawing at his skin.

“Tell me how you feel, baby.” He coos, knowing you are getting closer.

“Tell us how you feel.” Oikawa interjects, grinning when Iwaizumi shoots him a glare. His hand speeds up, anticipating your release and wanting to reach his high at the same time.

“I-” You weep, tears escaping your eyes to coat your cheeks instead. “I- Hajime!”

“Sshh, I’ve got you.” Hajime kisses the skin just below your ear, a spot that he knows is sensitive. “You’re doing so good, baby. God, you’re so fucking beautiful. Everyone’s looking at you. You’re so sexy.”

“You are, Y/N-chan.” Oikawa speaks again. “Can’t believe I’ve never seen you like this before. Been missing out.”

“Wish it was me,” Hanamaki chimed in. “Wonder what your pretty pussy would feel like on my cock.”

“Watch it.” Iwaizumi warned, but you moaned loudly, clamping down hard on his fingers. Matsukawa snickered.

“You’ve got a whore on your hands, Iwa.” He commented. “She fucking loves the thought of it. Isn’t that right?”

He leans forward, hand moving faster and faster inside his jeans. His words shock you, he is so crass. But it sends a current zipping down your torso, settling like heat in the pit of your stomach. Iwaizumi rubbed hard against your clit, curling his fingers against your spot.

“You want their cocks?” Iwaizumi groans into the shell of your ear, picking up on how aroused you are getting. “You little slut. You’re not satisfied by just me. You’re not even satisfied by them watching. You need them to fuck you.”

You wail as you come, body winding tight as electricity runs up your spine and clutches tight at your lungs. You try to close your legs, to stop Hajime’s hands as they continue to abuse your sloppy pussy. He doesn’t let you, though. His legs hold yours in place as he watches your body writhe. There are groans and curses, as one man after another cums after you, reaching their limit at the sight of your undulating torso, your curled toes, your jaw slacked and your tears still flowing.

Iwaizumi finally pulls his fingers out, running his drenched hand over your sensitive cunt. You jump and whine, trying to push him away, but your weakened limbs are no match for him. He brings his hand down, spanking your pussy and making you yelp.

“Behave,” Iwaizumi nibbles at your earlobe. “Be nice. We have guests.”

Your eyes finally find your audience, their flushed cheeks and hazy eyes. You immediately notice the white that coats their cocks, their hands, some traveling up their bare fronts. You flush at the sight, and you feel something in your core stir again.

Iwaizumi pats your thigh, closing his legs and encouraging you to move. He manhandles you to face him, bringing your focus down to his still rock hard cock. Your breath hitches at the little smirk on his face.

“C’mon, baby. Take care of me. And if these idiots wanna keep watching, they’re welcome to.”

No one moves from the couch, straightening to eye the show you will put on next.

#iwaizumi hajime x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #hanamaki takahiro x reader #matsukawa issei x reader #seijoh 4 #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #iwaizumi hajime smut #oikawa tooru smut #hanamaki takahiro smut #matsukawa issei smut #haikyuu smut #hq smut

[begko]

keep quiet. -seijoh 4

warnings: 18+ MDNI, poly, implied masturbation, implied sex(? I think), idk how to tag so lmk if there's anything else

contains: fem reader, seijoh 4 x reader (but mostly Matsukawa x reader and Hanamaki x reader)

wc: 1.2 k

a/n: I feel like there's not enough seijoh 4 fics out there so I decided to write one myself lol. This is my first fic so if anyone likes this I'll finish this and try to post more. Just ask and I'll lyk if I can do it!

Living in an apartment with four other boys never left your days feeling dull. Although you were all in your 20’s and supposedly more mature than your younger selves, they were still boys. 

They would each find ways to somehow piss you off, whether consciously or not. Dirty laundry in the living room, a bag of chips left open on the counter, or the loud moans of a random girl spilling through the crack in their bedroom door. These things wouldn’t typically leave you feeling so annoyed, but hearing a repeating “Yes Oikawa!” at 3 AM– the night before your abnormal psychology midterm may I add– was seriously starting to test your patience. 

Before you knew it, you found your feet gliding stomping down the hallway towards the brunette’s room, unknowingly drawing the other three to peek out from their own doors. 

“I SWEAR TO GOD TOORU. IF SHE DOESN’T SHUT UP YOU WILL NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY AGAIN.” You emphasized your threat by loudly pounding your fist on his door, then swiftly retreating back to your room, slamming your door for good measure. You put your earbuds back in and tried to focus on the music that filled your ears.

Thankfully, you eventually drifted to sleep, but the groggy feeling you had the next morning did not dissipate, even with the large coffee you had made. After fumbling with your keys for what seemed like forever, you were met with the faces of your roommates, all waiting to greet you. They each gave you a warm smile, which normally would brighten your mood a bit, but the sight of Tooru’s face made a frown appear on your face. Without a word, you disappeared into your room and threw yourself onto the bed, hoping to catch up on some sleep.

“What did I do?” Hajime immediately slapped the back of Tooru’s head in response. “You idiot! She had an exam today and you haven’t even apologized for keeping her up!” Hajime clicked his tongue in annoyance at his best friend. Tooru rubbed the back of his head to soothe the pain. “Well how do I make her forgive me? I didn’t know she had an exam!” 

Hajime merely shook his head, “Figure it out.” he said before going to check on you. As he opened your door, he found you– jeans and all – laying face-down on your bed. A groan of acknowledgement came from your figure, causing Hajime to let out a breathy laugh. “You okay?” 

“Headache.” Was all you managed to say before beckoning him to lay with you. He obliged, letting you roll over before laying on top of your half-made bed with you. He adjusted you both so your head would be comfortably caged in his arms, while you curled into his warmth.

“It’s alright, just get some sleep. I’ll stay with you, baby.” There it was. That nickname he gave you. It always put a smile on your face, this time no different, as you drifted off with your lips sleepily curled up at the corners.

While, yes, they were annoying at times, one could argue that they had a soft spot for you. They would often lay with you if they knew you wanted the company, just as Hajime was doing. When a boy would break your heart, you would find one of them waiting outside of your lecture hall with a bouquet of daffodils, ready to take you out to eat or to a club. With them, you never needed to watch cringey rom-coms while incessantly crying. They distracted you from the heartache, until it eventually melted away. And those nicknames, god, those nicknames. You were sure that they meant nothing, but the way that they locked eyes with you as they uttered ‘Princess’ or ‘Darling’ made your heart stop in ways that felt more than platonic. Sometimes, when you touched yourself in the dead of the night, you found yourself imagining them saying it, driving you to your climax. But you would never admit that to any of them. Just as they wouldn’t admit that you would sometimes let your moans get loud enough for them to hear, driving them to let their hands wander down beyond the waistbands of their boxers. They quickly chased their high, knowing that without the sweet noises of your pleasure seeping through the thin walls, they would be left unsatiated.

You awoke to the delicious smell of food wafting in from the kitchen. After stretching a bit, you opened your eyes to find Hajime no longer next to you. You followed the smell into the main area of your apartment, finding the boys sitting at the kitchen counter chatting while Tooru stood with a pink apron on. 

Your small laugh caused them all to turn their heads to wear you stood, a smile appearing on each of their faces. You walked up to them and put your hands on the counter, surveying the mess left on top of it.

“I made you your favorite! And before you say anything, I was just about to clean up.” That drew another giggle to fall from your lips. You mumbled out a ‘You better.” as Tooru wrapped his arms around your form. “I’m sorry for keeping you up last night, please forgive me?” 

“ Fine, just buy a gag for the next time you wanna bring one of them home.” The four laughed while you began to set the table.

After dinner, Tooru told you to put on a movie while the rest of them did the dishes and grabbed something sweet to snack on. You opted to take a quick shower before doing so and changed into a comfortable tank top and shorts. As you plopped down on the couch and simply chose to re-watch The Hunger Games, Hiro and Issei sat down on either side of you. Issei guided you between his legs, allowing your head to lay on his chest, as Hiro moved your legs into his lap. Hiro draped a blanket over your form, as you gave him a small smile of thankfulness. Soon after, Hajime and Tooru sat in the smaller armchairs and started the movie. 

You’ve seen this movie a million times, after all it was your favorite. But as you watched Katniss tie herself to a tree in an attempt to get some sleep, you began to grow bored. You shifted from your position, fidgeting in hopes of becoming comfortable again. “Sit still, pretty girl. I wanna know what happens next.” You heard Issei whisper into your ear. You freeze. For some reason, the mixture of the hot breath that you felt on your neck and the raspiness of his voice made your stomach form a knot. But it wasn’t until you felt Hiro’s hand start to slowly travel up the length of your leg that you finally realized what you were feeling. You felt hot, making you squirm even more. Issei’s arm snaked around your middle, holding you in place. “I said sit still. We’ll give you a reward if you’re good.” Suddenly it felt like your senses were heightened. The feeling of Issei’s arm and Hiro’s wandering hands made your breathing come to a halt. Is this a dream?

“Do you trust us, pretty girl?”

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[pin-k-ink]

Matsukawa Issei X Reader X Hanamaki Takahiro

CW: public setting, fingering, hand job, groping, low-key dubcon, dry humping, threesome, no penetration, dirty talk, name calling

a/n: this was something i wrote for my seijoh wattpad fic

"dude, i think we already missed our train. we're gonna have to take the 8pm one." makki groans in annoyance as he collapses onto the bench.

"why don't we just walk?"

"hell no! we just practiced for five hours straight. i'm not-"

"makki..."

"i'm not gonna spend another hour walking-"

"makki..."

"walking halfway across the whole-"

"makki!"

"what?!"

"look." matsukawa points to a lone figure standing against the wall, eyes fixed onto the phone screen. "is that who i think it is?"

makki grins wolfishly, his eyes darkening slightly at the sight of you, the object of desire of nearly half of the school. "who knew? little miss president takes the train with the commoners."

"you know she's not like that, makki. this just means that she usually finishes her work later than us. and that she's probably been traveling by the same train that we usually do."

"yeah... if i knew it sooner, i would've started staying late with oikawa at practice so i can see her on the train."

"...makki... you're down bad."

"shut up! don't act like you don't like her either!"

mattsun grins, standing up from the bench to get a better look at you. "oh i certainly do like her." makki gapes as his friend is suddenly walking towards you.

"for fuck's sake..." makki grumbles and begrudgingly begins to follow after him.

"hey there, ms. president. fancy meeting you here." mattsun says flirtatiously, leaning against the wall right in front of you.

you blink and look up at him, taking one look before sighing tiredly. you reach up to take one of your earbuds out, glaring at the taller boy. "you volleyball players have nothing better to do than bother me, don't you? why're you here? did your pathetic excuse of a captain send you here to annoy me?"

"haha, of course not. we just missed our train and were waiting for the next one. meeting you here was just a coincidence."

you narrow your eyes at him before placing your earbuds back in. "right, a coincidence. now leave me alone. i already have to deal with you half-wits at school. i don't want to have to deal with you people outside now."

makki chuckles and approaches you from the back, leaning closer to take your earbuds out again, his breath brushing against your neck as he whispers. "oh come on, don't be like that. you know we appreciate everything that you do for us, miss president. i thought we were friends."

"friends...?" your face almost contorts with disgust at the foreign word, a witty comeback on the tip of your tongue. your words quickly die down in your throat as you suddenly feels makki blow air onto your nape, making you shiver.

mattsun couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle at your response, leaning in closer and closer until-

the sudden arrival of the train breaks the three of you out of your trace.

you quickly grab the opportunity and slip out from between the two boys, trying to ignore the sudden warmth pooling in your lower stomach as you board the crowded train.

makki and mattsun both share a glance, a single thought uniting them both: they needed to go after you.

like a predator stalking its prey, they both board the train, easily spotting you in the crowd. acting subtle, they both began to make their way deeper into the crowd until makki was behind you again, mattsun at your front.

the latter bites his lip as he feels every inch of your supple body press against his hardened one, looking down to see your chest squished against his.

feeling himself grow harder underneath his pants, he leans down to whisper in your ear. "you shouldn't have run away, princess. now we're going to have to punish you."

mattsun looks up at his friend, watching him nod with a devilish grin before makki slowly circles his hands around your middle, his hands smoothing over your soft stomach, playing with the waistband of your skirt.

he leans down as well, nibbling on your earlobe as he feels her breathing pick up. "tell me what you want, princess."

you chew on your bottom lip, feeling your honey begin to drip out of your cunt at their words, but your pride wouldn’t let you give in.

mattsun knew you needed a little more convincing and decided to take matters into his own hands. literally.

his hands slowly snaked around your body as well, his large palms smoothing over the globes of your ass, kneading the plush flesh.

he could feel you lean against him, your breath fanning across his clothed chest as your body trembles.

makki, in turn, slides his hand under your skirt, stopping just short of where you needed him most, his fingers brushing against the edge of your panties.

"please..." you finally whimper softly, your eyes tearing up.

"what was that, darling?" mattsun grins, his hands still kneading your plump ass cheeks.

his breath hitches in his throat as he looks down, only to be greeted by the breathtaking sight of your flushed face, your large doe eyes lined with unshed tears and your plump bottom lip pushed out in a pout.

"p-please... want you to touch me.."

makki kisses your shoulder, his fingers finally slipping under your panties.

"say no more, princess. let us take care of you."

mattsun leans down to capture your lips in a searing kiss, swallowing your moans just as makki slips two of his fingers inside of you easily. "fuck, you're so fucking wet for me, princess. such a slutty girl."

mattsun pulls back a bit, taking your bottom lip between his own lips, sucking softly before he lets go, enjoying the flustered look on your face. "is that right, princess? are you really a little slut?"

makki chuckles, pulling at your collar a bit so he could press his lips against your shoulder, breathing in your lovely scent. "it's gotta be true, mattsun. look at how wet our little girl got. she must like getting fingered in public."

as if to prove a point, makki pulls his fingers out of you, his eyes darkening with lust as he sees your arousal webbing between his fingers.

"oh, baby. you like the idea of getting caught?" mattsun whispers in your ear, watching makki lick his fingers clean before slipping them back inside you. "how does she taste, makki? is she as sweet as we thought?"

"man, she's even sweeter than i imagined." makki attached his lips to the side of your neck, sucking a mark onto your skin as he pumps his fingers in and out of your dripping cunt.

unable to hold himself back anymore, mattsun slowly guides your hand down towards his pants. "go on, princess. make me feel good too. otherwise makki won't let you cum. isn't that right?"

"hmm, he's right, baby. go on and jerk him off. you gotta make him cum first, okay?" makki whispers in your ear, his own erection pressed against the side of your hip.

you whimper softly, tilting your head up to kiss matsukawa again as your hand fumbles with the zipper of his pants, your other hand digging into makki's thigh.

"go on, princess. i wanna see you jerk him off." makki continues to suck red and purple bruises onto your skin, his fingers unrelenting inside of her.

with bated breath, you finally manages to free matsukawa's length through the zipper hole, your breath hitching at the sheer size, or rather, at just the mere sight of it. "is this your first time seeing one, princess?"

you nod, trying to close your fist around his girth, barely making your fingers meet due to his thickness. a small pearl of precum beads at the tip and you rub your thumb over his slit, slathering the clear fluid around.

"you're doing so well, baby. keep going." hanamaki encourages you, watching your small hand move along his friend's dick.

he couldn't help himself, his own hips moving ever so slightly as he humped his erection against your hip, slipping a third finger inside of you.

he bit down on your shoulder, wanting to feel your own hand around his cock, but he knew he had to wait. the movement of your bodies were strategically masked by the moving train, the people around you lost in their own little world, unaware of the sinful acts the three of you were committing.

matsukawa continues to make out with you, whispering your name against your lips before slipping his tongue into your mouth. he could feel himself grow impossibly hard, leaking an ungodly amount of precum just from the sounds coming from your luscious lips.

"such a good girl for us. does this feel good, baby?" makki manages to angle his fingers just enough to brush against your g spot, hearing your muffled whimpers as your thighs tremble.

he continues to finger-fuck you, your own hand unrelenting against mattsun's cock, shivers running down your spine as you feel him twitch and throb against your palm.

"fuck, you're so good at this..." mattsun whispers against your lips, feeling your fist squeeze the head of his cock before moving down again. at this point, he was practically fucking your fist. "ah god... k-kamine, m' gonna- gonna-"

you let out a sharp gasp as you suddenly feels something hot and sticky flood your palm, your hand instinctively milking out every last drop before you feel his length soften in your hand.

grinning, makki decides to take it up a notch. "good job, princess. time for your reward." his free hand slides around to rub tight circles on your swollen clit while he pumps three of his fingers in and out of your sopping hole.

he lets out a soft groan as he feels your tight, velvety walls clench around his fingers, your nectar flooding out of you and onto his fingers.

mattsun had cleaned himself up and tucked himself back into his pants. he stayed silent as you slump against his chest, taking a couple of tissues to wipe your inner thigh as makki licks off every single drop of your honey off of his fingers.

your hands tiredly grip at his shirt, your face buried in his chest as you whimper softly, still coming down from your high.

"shh, it's okay, princess. we got you." matsukawa presses his lips to the top of your head as he holds you close. "you did so well for us."

makki smiles as well, wiping his fingers clean before he presses his lips against one of the hickeys he made on your neck. "who knew our cute little president was such a freaky little-"

he gets cut off as he feels a sharp kick to his shin, looking down to see you glaring at him. "hey now, i was just joking."

matsukawa chuckles, continuing to hold you close to him as the train arrives at their stop. "we'll walk you home, okay?"

he didn't wait for an answer before taking your hand and tugging you outside of the train.

#haikyuu x reader smut #haikyu x reader #haikyuu smut #haikyuu #makki x reader #mattsun #mattsun x reader #matsukawa issei #matsukawa x reader #matsukawa smut #hanamaki takahiro #hanamaki x reader #hanamaki smut

[rintarousgirl]

dating matsukawa issei is like...

a/n: please enjoy the headcanons! off topic but i have like 60 followers rn and i just want to say thank you very much and please send in requests!! beware of the smut below the cut (all smut is post timeskip)

★ - before dating matsukawa, you'd been crushing on him. and you'd been crushing on him for a while. ever since your first year of high school you'd found yourself growing incredibly fond of the heavy-lidded boy in your mathematics class.

★ - three years later, halfway through your third year, you confess to him on Valentine's Day. he's amused by your confession, watching you stare at your feet as you hold out a small box of chocolates and pink letter with neat handwriting out to him.

★ - it's more surprising to you when he accepts, curious and teasing the shy girl who'd confessed to the closed off matsukawa issei.

★ - he's very comfortable with you right off the bat, and there's no special milestones for things. he sits with you at lunch, or well, he drags you over to his table and introduces you to his volleyball friends.

★ - he always has an arm around your shoulders or waist. he likes holding you close to his side, enjoying how small you felt next to how tall he was. you certainly weren't complaining.

★ - loves hugging you from behind, resting his chin on your head and his hands dangling off your shoulders. also a big ego boost for him about his height.

★ - loves lazy cuddling in his bed. holds you close as the two of you watch a movie at his house. you groan when he falls asleep, but he grumbles and says, "how can I help it when you're so soft?"

★ - holds your chin when you kiss, so you can't get embarrassed and pull away. of course, if you want to stop, he will, but he won't let you hide. not from him.

★ - carries your bags and books for you in the school hallway.

★ - you have a box in his closet with all your belongings for when you're over there. sweatshirts, underwear, etc...

★ - handholding is a must. he's a surprisingly affectionate guy for seemingly being so lazy.

★ - buys your favorite flavor of chapstick so he always tastes good for you when you kiss. it's small, but it's sweet and thoughtful.

★ - always is sharing clothes with you. sometimes he'll purposefully leave his sweatshirts at your house in hopes you'll show up to school the next day.

★ - always buys you your favorite chocolates before dates. he'll stop by the store and grab them, even if you guys are just going to a picnic in the park or something.

★ - loves swimming. he loves to drag you and the other third-years to go swimming with him. is constantly pushing you off the dock and then jumping in after to you and pretending he didn't.

★ - is always willing to give piggyback rides when your feet/legs hurt. volleyball has built up a lot of muscle for him, and lifting you is no harder than lifting his baby brother.

★ - petnames include "baby, sugar, and sweetheart." along with multiple silly nicknames based on your name.

★ - dating matsukawa issei feels like summer all over again, even in the deep frostbite of japan's winter season. he's warm and soft and cuddly. he feels like late mornings in bed, sheets tangled and the sun peering in through the windows. it feels like freshly washed linen and blooming gardens. matsukawa issei feels like a breath of fresh air.

★ - matsukawa pins your wrists above you as you fuck, watching you gasp and squirm and be completely unable to do something about it as he overstimulates you.

★ - matsukawa can't keep his mouth off you. he's kissing your lips, your breasts, sucking deep marks into your neck, biting at your hips.

★ - matsukawa pounds into you until the sheets beneath you both are soaked with your fluids and the only noise leaving you are soft little "ah-ah-ah"'s.

★ - matsukawa loves to brush your hair from you eyes and watch as they cloud over with lust and want.

★ - matsukawa can't help but smirk and grow a bit hard when he sees you in your bathing suit.

★ - he loves sweet dirty talk.

★ - "can't help but touch you when you look so pretty just for me, baby."

★ - doesn't let you hide your face. "c'mon baby, let me see your face when you cum."

★ - is obsessed with eating you out. he loves the way you taste, and feels intoxicated when he's between your thighs. matsukawa issei is totally pussy drunk off you.

★ - he absolutely adores teasing you in public, watching you blush and bite your lip as your thighs rub together. you try so hard to maintain conversation with oikawa, iwaizumi, and hanamaki but you can't help the way you stutter and squirm as his hand brushes your clit, fingers touching you through your soaked panties.

★ - he loves it when you whine and cry for him.

★ "please," you gasp, reaching for him. he pins your hands above your head with one hand of his own, and your hips buck lightly. "i need you, issei."

★ - "shh, don't cry baby," he'll coo as he kisses your wet cheeks, "i'll touch you baby, i promise."

★ - he begs for just the tip after a stressful day at work, and he keeps his promise to go no further but you can't help the way you twitch and squirm. he'll hide his face in your neck, his hand firmly planted on your hip as he tries so hard not to bottom-out in you.

★ - laughs as your hands fumble with his belt, shaking and desperate for his cock.

★ - covers his mouth and hopes his groans are relatively quiet when you sneak under his desk while on a video call with his clients at the funeral home. tries his hardest to stay focused as you lick along his length and pop his tip into your mouth.

★ - loves semi-public sex. he'll fuck you in a closet at a family gathering, tease you under the table, grind against you behind the kitchen counter while everyone else is in the kitchen.

★ - has very high stamina and can easily go a handful of rounds. your pleasure always comes before his anyway.

#rintarousgirl #fluff #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #sfw #haikyuu #angst #haikyuu smau #matsukawa issei #matsukawa x reader #matsukawa smut #hanamaki #oikawa #iwaizumi #seijoh #hq #haikyu x reader #haikyuu x y/n #haikyu smut #smut #imagine #headcanon #matsukawa headcanons

[cpidsworld]

` telling then you wanna fuck without saying it

smau ft. sejoh 4 x gender neutral reader

minors and ageless blogs please stay tf away <3

a/n: seriously i was bored and these make me ugly laught i'm sorry

feel free to request other characters if you want more!

#haikyuu smau #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu texts #haikyuu smut #oikawa torū #haikyuu oikawa #haikyuu toru oikawa #oikawa x reader #iwaizumi hajime #hq iwaizumi #iwaizumi smut #iwaizumi x reader #takahiro hanamaki #hanamaki smut #hq hanamaki #hanamaki x reader #matsukawa issei #haikyuu matsukawa #matsukawa issei x reader #matsukawa x reader #gender neautral reader

[tarousbaby]

haikyuu boys favorite positions ->

characters: suna rintarou, miya atsumu, miya osamu, matsukawa issei, hanamaki takahiro, oikawa tooru, kuroo tetsuroo

warnings: fem-bodied reader, consensual somnophilia

SUNA RINTAROU ->

face-sitting

rintarou's favorite position is when you sit on his face. his face buried in your sweet pussy, licking and inhaling everything about you. you taste wonderful, and he couldn't ever get enough. he gets pussy drunk off you, using his hands to help hold you upright as you squirm and flinch.

MIYA ATSUMU ->

missionary

atsumu's favorite position is missionary because it gives him access to your face. he can see every twitch and flicker that crosses your face as he pounds into you. the way your lips glisten with a mix of both of your spit, and tears leak slowly from your eyes. the only sounds you can make are stuttered little "ah, ah, ah!"s, and it's positively adorable to him. he wouldn't want it any other way. you're too beautiful for him to pass up.

MIYA OSAMU ->

spooning/morning sex

osamu's favorite position is spooning, specifically in the morning. waking up with morning wood and seeing your plush sleeping form. he can't help it. he presses kisses to your shoulder as he eases his length into you, groaning around the way you squeeze around his cock, milking him of all he's worth.

MATSUKAWA ISSEI ->

straddling

issei's favorite position is when you straddle him in any manner. he loves watching the way your legs stretch over his thick and muscled thighs as you sink down on his thick and long cock. he watches as you bite your lip, whispering easy praises of encouragement to you. and once you're down and adjusted, he bucks up into you, arms wrapped around your waist as your moans fill the room.

HANAMAKI TAKAHIRO ->

doggy style

takahiroi's favorite position is doggy style. he likes seeing your ass bounce as he slams into you, his hands roaming up and down your sides, pushing down your spine so you arch a little bit more. occasionally he'll grab onto your hair and force your head up, listening to your cries of pleasure as he watches his dock disappear into your warm flesh.

OIKAWA TOORU ->

shower sex

tooru's favorite position is anything that can be done in the shower, typically wall sex. it's so incredibly intimate to him, watching the droplets run down your body as you arch your body into his, beautiful moans escaping your lips. he can lather your body in soap, wash you off as he pumps you full of seed that he can later clean from your skin as a form of aftercare. pressing your boobs against the tile wall as he fucks into you.

KUROO TETSUROO ->

dick riding

kuroo's favorite position is when you ride him. he loves it when you control the pace, squeezing his cock and pleasuring yourself as if he was nothing but a toy for you to use. it was even better when you edged him, speeding up before slowing down, holding down his hips so there was nothing he could do about it. it was mind-blowingly amazing, and there was nothing he ever wanted more.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #tarousbaby #rintarousgirl #smut #hq #hq x reader #oikawa x reader #kuroo x reader #atsumu x reader #osamu x reader #suna x reader #hanamaki x reader #matsukawa x reader

[vampyirr]

No Nut November

w/seijoh 4

seijoh made a bet…

(guidelines made it ‘mature’ sorry)

oikawa

this man is horny 24/7 so he doesn’t last long. only last a week and a half or 2 weeks. he’s touching u all the time. grabbing your ass, squeezing your chest, your thighs. he’s all over you. teasing him is so much fun. wearing short shorts, tank tops, bending down in front of him. he finally snaps when you sit on his lap and grind down on him. he does not stop at all he fucks you for so long

iwa

lasts a long time, 3 weeks (he was so close) he can control himself but only for so long. the first week is easy for him but the second week he can barley hold himself back. you just look so fuckable. he catches himself staring at your ass and the way your tits jiggle when you jump or laugh. he tried real hard but couldn’t. he fucks you so hard and rough like u cant walk after.

matsukawa

he lasts the whole month. it wasn’t easy tho. he definitely got hard like 3 times a week but he managed to get through it. by the end he got hard just looking at you. he was so tempted to just fuck you every time u were around him. he was definitely needy at the end. he fucked you till you couldn’t even speak after

hanamaki

half the month. he kinda tried but he couldn’t resist you. you just looked too good for him not to fuck you. he would hug you from behind and press himself against you so you could feel how hard he his is for u. he kept thinking about all the things he wanted to do to you. when he finally gives into the urge, your on ur knees in front of him taking off his shorts

#oikawa smut #hq oikawa #oikawa toru x reader #iwazumi smut #iwazumi x reader #hq iwaizumi #matsukawa smut #matsukawa issei #hq matsukawa #hanamaki smut #hanamaki #hanamaki takahiro #hq hanamaki #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x reader smut

[sunarc]

Pussy Drunk Boys

My favorite pussy eaters eat like it’s nobody’s business. His tongue laps at your clit like it’s the last meal he’ll ever eat. He’s so needy and pussy drunk that he’s moaning and whimpering into your pussy. His cocks is hard, the tip is an angry red twitching every time you let out those sweet sultry moans. His arms wrap around your thighs dragging your body impossibly closer to his face.

“Come on baby make a mess on my face” he moans the words into your sopping cunt.

He’s desperate to have your juices dripping down his chin. You can tell in the way his tongue licks against your clit. He’s so desperate for you but he needs to see you cum on his face before he can sink his cock into you. He’ll use his hand to stroke himself to the sounds of your whimpers and pleas for him to fuck you. You sound so needy for him, begging him to fuck you, it’s like music to his ears.

“Louder, beg louder baby, i wanna hear you” his voice sounds breathless .

He’ll kiss your inner thighs, sucking and leaving bite marks ever so often. He gets so possessive of you in moments like this. All he can think about is how lucky he is to be the one to get to see you unraveling like this. This view of you , back arching off the bed jaw slack with the prettiest moans echoing in the air makes him feral. His eyes are trapped on you in a love struck daze. His pretty baby cumming undone over and over again on his tongue.

“One more my love, just one more please”

Atsumu, Kita, Suna, Kuroo, Akaashi, Bokuto, Oikawa, Hanamaki, Megumi, Gojo, Itadori, hinata, suguwara

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[forusomimiya]

"Mmmm baby… wiggling that tongue so sweet for me... So shameless that she likes danger. Or is being caught sucking my cock what you'd like everyone to see? Huh?" He praises you by tucking a strand of hair behind your ear as you mumble, savouring it.

Just hearing his vulgar words, the friction of your clit against the inside seam of your trousers and the thought of giving a blow job in a public place would make you cum.

“Do you like being treated like this? Like the slut you are?" You have the courage to look at him as you nod, your lips caressing the tip of his cock. A mixture of saliva and presemen that you'd clean up with your tongue and swallow before smiling at him.

"I see... you won't stop sucking until I cum, will you?"

You have time to smile again before he plunges you back onto his cock and fucks your throat deep before painting it white.

ATSUMU, COACH UKAI, Hanamaki, OIKAWA, BOKUTO, KUROO, Akaashi, DAISHOU, Kageyama, Kita, TSUKISHIMA, Osamu

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[kiwanopie]

Top 10 anime men who will lay pipe expeditiously. Haikyuu Edition. *Reupload*

cw: piv, dirty talk, general adult themes. minors do not interact

Akaashi |Run Time: Within the first month| Not exactly a prude, just believes that being more intuned with your partner is necessary to satisfying sex. Plus he likes the build up between general interest and sexual tension. If we’re being honest, he’s probably been thinking of putting his hands all over you since the second date. But he’s courteous enough to let you know that he actually wants to get to know you first. Likes to call you after work during the talking stage just to ask you about your day. Invites you over on his off days to make sure you’re comfortable around him. But again, he’s been holding himself back for a while. And he’s not too coy for a little phone sex in the meantime. - But, boy does he completely lose it when you crawl into his lap during one of your hangout sessions. Your friends still don’t believe you when you introduce them to the guy that “fucked you within an inch of your life” before you officially started dating.

Iwaizumi |Run Time: Within the first few weeks| He likes to believe that the reason he doesn’t rush it is because he’s “old fashioned” and that he’s mature enough to understand that “it takes time for these kinds of things.” Whole time he’s just busy. Trust me, deep down he knows if he had it his way he’d have you folded over three ways to Sunday after the third date. But he has the physical health of like twelve overgrown toddlers to manage and the team moves around pretty often. So, it’s just quick coffee dates and video calls for a while. But trust me, the moment he has time on his hands you’re done for. I suggest clearing your schedule before you meet up! You’re gonna need some time to recover.

Oikawa |Run Time: Within two weeks| First week down though and you can see it physically hurts him that he’s not fucking you as soon as he wants to. Only reason he’s holding out though is because he actually likes you, so he doesn’t want you to think that’s the only thing he’s seeking out. - But you know that meme of that guy who looks like he’s this 🤏 close to having a stroke with all those veins on his face? Yeah. Soon as he knows you’re on the same page though he’s slutting himself out to you like his life depends on it. And he talks the nastiest shit. Will tell you everything he’s been wanting to do to you and then show you in frankly exemplary detail.

Hinata |Run Time: Within a week| To his credit, he’s the most unafraid to let you know how smitten he is with you from the jump. Gave you your phone back after putting his number in with his info under “Shoyo 💕❤️” and told you to call him if you’re looking for someone to treat you right. Literally told you the night you actually hooked up that you were only doing missionary to start off, and when you asked why he replied that you were “Too pretty to fuck in anything but,” With all the sweet talk he uses in the week leading up, you’re not wrong for being completely out of your depth when he fucks you like he hates your guts. But don’t worry, the love’s still there! You’re even prettier when he’s fucked the brains outta you <3

Kuroo |Run Time: Within the first couple of dates| Class traitor often forgets the line between courting a significant other and a sugar baby. Thought the best way to charm your pants off was to buy out the restaurant you’d have your first date at and surprise you with a birkin bag. Isn’t ashamed to let you know he gets off on watching you spend his money and when he’s booking a pent-suite for your third date it takes a very necessary pause during dinner to establish that 1.) Yes, he wants to be your boyfriend. No, he didn’t know that this wasn't the right way to do it. And 2.) He’s only been spending this much money because it’s the only thing stopping him from cumming in his pants the moment he gets within a foot of you. Weird guy. Rearranges your guts like no one’s business.

Bokuto |Run Time: The date after the first| He tries…so hard to hold out, he really does! It’s just god you’re so fucking sexy. Everything you do has his brain short circuiting and he’s starting to want you so bad that it’s making him itch. Your thighs are so squishy and your lips look so plump. Everything about you looks soft to the touch and since meeting you he hasn’t been able to blow a decent load without imagining it’s you squeezing him so tight. Really, the only reason he made it this far is ‘cause first date jitters are a bitch and at the very least he has the decency to let you know he likes you first. - But then you show up in this cute little dress that keeps riding up your thighs when you walk, and the way you pout as you try to pull it down has his head feeling all fuzzy. He tries to stay cordial as he opens the door for you to slide into his car, but the way you smile up at him as he closes it behind you has his resolve breaking into pieces. Lucky for him you’re perceptive enough to notice the literal dick print in his pants the moment he climbs in; and he lights up like a Christmas tree when you suggest a quickie before dinner. Spoiler alert: It won’t be a quickie. Get your refund back on that reservation, sis.

Atsumu |Run Time: The first date| You can’t blame the guy for being shamelessly attracted to you, can you? Who cares about old fashioned courting! It ain’t worth the money if you ain’t walking funny? - All jokes aside though, he’s a firm believer in if two consenting adults like each other enough, they should be able to fuck whenever and however they want. Doesn’t find you any less respectable for letting him put your legs behind your ears on the first date. Although that was after he’d already bent you over in his car, folded you over his kitchen counter, and had you leaving drool stains on his hallway area rug. Eh, you’ll plan your next date in the shower - little hard to talk though with your face pressed against the glass.

Matsukawa |Run Time: Scheduled a time and place for you to link before hand| Hey, if you wanna turn this thing into a relationship then he’s up for that too. But he’s not gonna stress himself trying to hold back from fucking your pretty little brains out. Soon as he gets the O.K. he’s picking a time and place and hightailing it over with no stops in between. And he’s not bullshiting when he says he’s gonna fuck you stupid. The guy digs you out like he’s trying to ruin you for anybody else. But it’s not entirely his fault! He gets sick of carrying that meat missle around too 😔

Hanamaki |Run Time: Straight up just asked if you’d let him| Hedonist to the max. And no shame either. The moment he gets the feeling that you might be sexually interested in him, he’s diving in with no goggles. I mean, obviously he cares about your interests and your pursuits in life; might even think you’re nice enough to take home to mom’s one day. But that’s not what his mind’s set on right now. Only thing in his head is if he should start with collapsed doggy or drill you in from the side just to get you drooling for him that much quicker. But hey, dick was so good you forgot he don’t got a job!

Honorable Mentions!

Sakusa (Surprisingly)| Comes off as a prude because he apparently has “High standards.” Can’t admit that if he finds you attractive enough, he’ll just straight up fuck you. |

Terushima |Likes to “Do you like my tongue ring?” Himself into some pussy.|

Sugawara | Plays the part of a good loving school teacher just looking for a companionship. Gives it up as soon as he sees you’re into him.|

Osamu | “m’not a scrub like my brother.” No, baby, you’re a whore.|

And finally number one…

Suna! |Run Time: Text him at 3:00am and he’ll be there by 3:05am| Standing at 6’3.2 and 176lbs, you have caught the affection of a man who truly believes that “a hole is a hole” once he’s found himself physically attracted to someone. That’s not to say that he’s particularly loose with what he’s got but if you’ll take it? Once hiked to your place in the middle of January with basketball shorts on ‘cause you sent him a “U up?” Text in the middle of the night. Woke up the next morning with a fever but god was that pussy worth it. Fucks like he’s trying to prove something so you’re in remission for the next couple of days afterwards. And then will have the nerve to wanna be the little spoon after the fact. - Tries not to look as elated as he is when you finally tie him down but with the way he turns your insides into mush the night following, you can tell he’s pretty excited to finally call himself your boyfriend.

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[syuga-s]

the art of seduction... and hair pulling

w.c. I genuinely don't know around 2.6k (???)

pairing. Oikawa x female!reader, implied Makki x reader & Iwaizumi x reader i'm sorry

genre. crack, suggestive

a/n. haikyuu girl what are you doing here!!! I got carried away. A lot. I was planning on doing a blurb, a short imagine for fuck's sake, BUT HERE WE ARE. be wary of guy friends who will tug on your hair with no warning, they're out there ☝️ curse words here and there 👍

Friends since high school, you and your close-knit group, the infamous Seijoh Four and your best friend Momo. It was just supposed to be a night out with your friends. Those four plus you and Momo. A casual night out. You had gone to one of your fave spots in town, an outdoor brewery, one of the few calm places where there was a table big enough for all of you.

Oikawa was deep into a conversation with Makki and Mattsun while you were talking with Iwaizumi beside you and Momo in front of you. Each group in their own topic. Tonight you were in the middle of Oikawa and Iwaizumi, while the other side sat with Mattsun, Makki and Momo in that order.

Momo leaned in conspiratorially, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "So, have you heard about Iwa's last ex?" she begins, her voice dropping to a hushed whisper.

Iwaizumi raises an eyebrow, clearly not thrilled about the direction the conversation is taking. "Oh, not this again," he mutters.

As Momo's words hang in the air, you can't help but lean in, curiosity piqued. "spill it," you urge, a playful smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

Iwaizumi lets out a resigned sigh, knowing there's no escaping the impending gossip. "Fine, but keep it down," he says, glancing around to make sure no one nearby can overhear. "What about her?"

"Oh, I've got to hear this," you declare, unable to contain your excitement.

Iwaizumi lets out a long-suffering sigh, shooting Momo a playful glare. "You know what, I thought we agreed to leave my dating disasters in the past," he grumbles with amusement in his eyes.

Momo waves off his protests with a dismissive flick of her hand. "Oh, come on, Iwa-chan, it's all in good fun," she insists, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.

In the same table you could also hear,

"I'm telling you, guys, it's all in the wrist action," Oikawa insists, his voice laced with a hint of smugness.

Makki chuckles, shaking his head in amusement. "And here I thought you were just born with that perfect hair-pulling technique," he teases, earning a playful shove from Matsukawa.

Oikawa and your other two friends were talking about the proper way to pull someone's hair while you're at it, Oikawa was pretty sure, if not a 100% sure, he had the supreme technique, the mother of all of them.

"Alright, so picture this," Oikawa begins, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he leans in closer to Makki and Mattsun. "You're with a girl, right? And you want to add a little extra... to the moment."

Makki nods eagerly, a grin spreading across his face. "I'm listening," he says, leaning in closer to catch every word.

Oikawa flashes them a confident smirk before continuing. "So, you start by gently running your fingers through her hair," he explains, his voice taking on a theatrical flair. "And then, just when she least expects it, you give a little tug."

Matsukawa raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "And what's the secret to the perfect tug?" he asks, crossing his arms with an unamused tone.

Oikawa grins, clearly enjoying being the center of attention. "Ah, my dear friends, that is the million-dollar question," he replies, his voice dripping with faux wisdom. "You see, it's all about the timing and the angle. Too hard, and you risk pulling her hair out. Too soft, and it's just not as satisfying."

Makki and Mattsun exchange amused glances, barely able to contain their laughter at Oikawa. "Write that down, write that down," Makki chuckled while hitting Mattsun’s arm.

Having you next to him was perfect for the coming demonstration.

Unbeknownst to you, Oikawa's claims of expertise would soon be put to the test. In a daring move, he seized the opportunity to demonstrate his supposedly flawless technique, entangling his fingers in your hair and giving it a sudden tug. The shock of the unexpected sensation rippled through you, and a soft whimper escaped your lips, instantly catching the attention of your friends.

The air crackled with silent acknowledgment, each member of the group acutely aware of what just happened.

The suddenness of the noise caught you off guard. After that sound came out of your mouth, your eyes flew open in shock. Shocked of having done that noise? While in front of all your friends? Did they hear? The truth was – they had. Of course they did. Only someone who wasn’t paying attention didn’t get to hear you. All of the people in this table got to hear you whimper with the little action your dear friend over here did.

A single thought echoed in your mind. Oikawa what the fuck?

You blinked a few times. As your eyes met with Momo's amused gaze, you saw she was having a hard time keeping her laughter to herself. Next, you turned to Iwaizumi, noting how he was clenching his jaw and the subtle movement of his Adam's apple as he avoided meeting your eyes. Now Makki. His hand was covering his mouth not actually in shock, but with both of his eyebrows raised, you could see a blend of amusement and disbelief, a mirror to your own expression, while Mattsun's swift return to his beer signaled his desire to move past the subject.

“See? I told you it works. I’ve perfected it over time.”

You jerked your head to the side, eyes wide as you tried to process the startling words of this fucker. A fucker who dared turn you on in front of all your friends.

Oikawa's audacious declaration jolted you into reality. His casual demeanor only fueled the disbelief and arousal swirling within you, leaving you speechless and utterly flustered.

“Excuse me, I’ll be right back,”

As you excused yourself to visit the bathroom, the scolding at the table started, with a newfound focus on nagging Oikawa for his move. Momo took the lead, her voice carrying a playful reminder as she wagged her hand at Oikawa. "Oikawa, you can't just go around pulling people's hair like that!" she chided, though a glint sparkled in her eyes, softening the scolding tone. Iwaizumi chimed in with a mock-serious expression, his deep voice laced with amusement. "Yeah, next time, at least buy her dinner first or something," he quipped, earning a round of laughter from the group.

Makki and Mattsun joined in the teasing, their playful banter serving to diffuse any tension. "Come on, Oikawa, we all know you think you’re smooth and all that, but that was a bit much," Makki teased, his grin infectious as he hit Oikawa's shoulder. Mattsun, ever the voice of reason, poked some fun too. "You're lucky she didn't slap you," he joked, raising his glass in a mock-toast to their friend's boldness.

Oikawa’s gaze lingered on the spot where you had disappeared to the bathroom. An impish grin tugged at the corners of his lips. He pushed himself away from the table, something naughty about his aura.

‘I’ll be right back,’ he announced casually, his voice barely above a whisper but loud enough for his friends to hear. Without waiting for a response, he sauntered away from the table, his steps purposeful as he made his way to find you.

Makki and Mattsun exchanged a knowing look, their grins widening as they watched their friend’s calculated move.

“Do we all know where he’s off to?” Makki mused, his voice low enough to make the remaining ones at the table hear him.

Mattsun chuckled softly, taking a sip of his drink before offering his own theory. “Probably to continue his little game with y/n,” he replied, a hint of amusement coloring his tone. “That man doesn’t know when to quit.”

Their conversation was punctuated by Momo’s playful jab, her eyes alight with mischief. “I think Oikawa enjoys stirring up things with her just for the thrill of it,” she quipped.

Iwaizumi couldn't help commenting “Honestly, I think y/n knows exactly what she’s doing too,” he remarked. “She’s always had Shittykawa wrapped around her finger,”

"Wouldn’t surprise me if she gets him about to bust one before we even leave this place,”

"Yeah I remember that time y/n whispered something in my ear that had me blushing for hours. She fucking knows how play with you" Makki smirked.

Mattsun chuckles, shaking his head in amusement. “I guess we've been spared from y/n’s mischief so far,”

“Right, Iwa? Momo?”

Iwaizumi’s lips quirk into a knowing smirk, his gaze flickering briefly to Momo before returning to Mattsun. “Oh, yeah that's right” he replied cryptically. Plainly brushing him off.

Back in the bathroom you couldn't suppress the laughter bubbling up within you at the absurdity of the situation. Despite of having felt embarrassed for a couple of minutes. That actually turned you on. Of course, Oikawa and you have flirted a few times before. It was in both of your natures but tonight it opened a door. You bit your lip as you fixed your hair in the mirror, a mischievous glint danced in your eyes, reflecting a latent desire stirring.

Just as you left the bathroom, to your surprise, there stood Oikawa, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. His presence caught you off guard, yet you couldn't deny the rush of anticipation that surged through you at the sight of him. "Well, well, well, look who it is," he teased, his voice laced with amusement as he leaned against a door frame, his gaze locking with yours.

As Oikawa began to close the distance between you, his presence seemed to fill the entire room, enveloping you in a heady mix of excitement. You couldn't help but feel small in comparison to his commanding presence, his height and confidence casted a spell over you. Your eyes traced the lines of his figure, taking in every detail, from the confident tilt of his head to the way his shirt clung to his muscular frame.

The air between you thickened and got hotter. Feeling small under his imposing presence, you let your eyes roam over his figure, taking in the way he filled the space around you.

Now it was your turn to toy with him. In a moment of daring impulse, fueled by the charged atmosphere between you, you decide to trace the contours of his torso, your fingertips trembling with anticipation as they hovered over his defined muscles.

As your hand traced him, lingering over the defined curve of his pec, you felt a surge of boldness wash over you. With each deliberate touch, you reveled in the sensation of his warmth beneath your fingertips, relishing the way he responded to your teasing caress.

Oikawa was battling within himself, torn between the desire to reciprocate and the temptation to let you take the lead. He longed to tangle his fingers in your hair once again, or to feel the warmth of your skin beneath his touch. Yet, a voice of restraint urged him to hold back, to savor the moment and revel in your boldness. Wrestling with his impulses, he decided to wait, allowing you to dictate the pace for now, but eagerly anticipating the moment when he could fully engage in this game between you two.

Your eyes, locked in a magnetic gaze with his own, refused to waver, captivated by the depth and intensity of his caramel-colored irises. It was as if they held a secret language, speaking volumes without uttering a single word.

You could feel the heat radiating between you, a palpable energy that pulsed in the air around you. You edged closer to him, close enough to have him smell the intoxicating scent of your freshly shampooed hair mingled with your perfume, the very same perfume he found utterly irresistible and loved since years ago. It was a scent that consistently drew him to your side, the very reason he always sought out the seat next to you in any setting.

Your lips got dangerously close to his own, and he could swear that the same soft whimper you let out a few minutes ago was going to escape his mouth.

With a teasing smile, you leaned back slightly, the warmth of your breath grazing his lips tantalizingly. "See? I have my own tricks too," you whispered, your voice a playful melody that danced in his ears.

As your lips parted from his, a surge of anticipation rippled through him, leaving him longing to clash his lips against yours. But before he could act, your mouth moved to his ear, your words sending a shiver down his spine. "I had to even the score, don’t you think?" you murmured, the gentle tease laced with a hint of filthiness.

As you both return to the table, you notice a fresh round of beers waiting for you, courtesy of your friends.

Their eyes flicker between you and Oikawa, a knowing grin spreading across their faces as they take in his subtle change in expression.

Momo raises an eyebrow playfully. "Looks like someone's got a lot on their mind," she teases, her voice laced with amusement. Iwaizumi offers a knowing smirk, his gaze lingering on Oikawa for a moment before he takes a sip of his drink. "What's got you all worked up, Oikawa?" he asks, his tone light but not passing on the opportunity to embarrass him a bit.

Makki and Mattsun, sharing a silent chuckle as they await Oikawa's response.

Oikawa chuckles nervously, trying to maintain his composure as he feels the weight of everyone’s gaze on him. “Oh, you know, just contemplating the mysteries of the universe,” he quips.

“Bullshit my guy,” you finally said. Pride written all over your face.

Makki's mischievous grin widens as he leans in, unable to resist adding fuel to the fire. "Don’t tell me you’re actually blushing bro," his tone light-hearted but teasing. Oikawa's cheeks flush even more at the remark, and he shoots Makki a mock glare.

Matsukawa chimes in with a smirk, "I thought you were the 'Grand King' Oikawa. Can't handle a little friendly ribbing?"

Between his nerves and his brain recovering from what you did to him, what Oikawa actually heard was, “Can't handle a little friendly rubbing?" And Oikawa's eyes widened slightly, a subtle shift in his demeanor as he realizes the implications of Matsukawa's words.

Oikawa’s voice raised an octave in panic, “WHAT DID YOU SEE?”

Iwaizumi’s smirk widened as he saw his friend's reaction, "Relax, Oikawa," he replies. "We didn't see anything, but your reaction says it all.”

Makki, always the one to jump in with his comments, couldn't resist adding his two cents. "y/n, honey, remind me to never play with your hair," a playful wink sent to you.

bonus. because i'm in love with iwa-chan and i couldn't help imagine this part even though it doesn't fit the story anymore

As the night went on, Iwaizumi found himself gravitating towards you more often than usual, his protective instincts kicking in. Whether it was subtly adjusting his position to make you more comfortable, offering you his jacket when the evening air turned colder, or simply engaging you in conversation with a gentle smile, his actions speak volumes about his care and concern for you. You can't help but feel a warmth spreading in your chest each time he looks out for you. Iwaizumi ended up leaning over and pulled you into a sideways hug, his arm draped casually around your shoulders. With a warm smile, he squeezes you gently, his voice soft as he says, “You feeling okay?” Not sure if he meant something regarding your alcohol intake or something about what happened tonight. Regardless, feeling the comforting weight of his arm around you, you lean into his embrace, grateful for having him in your life, like this.

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[splitontendo]

pairing: takahiro hanamakki x f!reader

synopsis: having no money and the worst job leads you to dark places, answering a strangers roommate ad. leading you to meet the roommate from hell, who happens to have the solution to your problems and isn’t too bad at giving head.

genre: smau, crack, enemies to lovers, smut, angst, content creator!makki, slooooow burn.

status: ongoing

🎀 meet the characters!

୨ৎ 01 | what does lore mean?

୨ৎ 02 | piss baby

୨ৎ 03 | ok cool guy 🙄

୨ৎ 04 | walking clinic

୨ৎ 05 | cooking

୨ৎ 06 | my boygina is pulsating

୨ৎ 07 | put some inches in me then

୨ৎ 08 | baby you don’t even know (written + smut)

୨ৎ 09 | hole pic tmr tho??

୨ৎ 10 | the baffoon

୨ৎ 11 |

୨ৎ 12 |

୨ৎ 13 |

୨ৎ 14 |

୨ৎ 15 |

MTBA!

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