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trueshellz · 2 years

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Haikyuu Boys: Pregnancy Annoucement Angst

Warnings: reader crying, kuroo shouting, things thrown, mentions of leaving, iwaizumi accuses you of cheating, crying, hugging, angst but happy ending, female reader

Summary: Part 2 to this but with Kuroo and Iwaizumi

Scenario

You had found out you were pregnant a few days ago, with your long term boyfriend often out the country you were struggling with how to tell him and when to tell him. He was home for a while and thought you would broach the subject and see his reaction. You had went out and bought a cute gift bag with some baby trainers in there similar to the ones he always wore and hidden it under your clothes to surprise him with.

Kuroo

"Tetsu... you want kids someday right?"

Kuroo shrugged, his expression nonchalant as he moved around the kitchen. You were making breakfast together, thankfully your stomach wasn't so bad this morning, and you thought this would be a good time. You smiled when he leaned down to kiss you, putting some toast on a plate, but a small gnawing of worry formed in your stomach when he started frowning.

"If I'm honest, not right now. I'm so busy with work and everything, especially the recent promotion, an ankle biter would just make things difficult for me."

For him?

Him?

What about you?

"Yeah but, it'd be nice? You'd be home more and-"

"You want me home more? I didn't know that. We don't need a kid for that though, kitten."

"No, but-"

"And anyway, it'll be too much work, life is stressful enough anyway I don't want a kid too."

Suddenly your appetite had gone, you stared down at your plate and frowned. How had this gone so, so wrong? Gritting your teeth, you forced a smile on your face as you looked at his back, hand rubbing your lower stomach as you vowed to keep your baby safe. You hoped once you told him, he would have a change of heart... he loved you right?

"Tetsu, what if-"

A long pause, his hands frozen as he turned to face you with another frown. His eyes darting between your face and stomach, pan still in his hand from making breakfast.

"I just said, I don't want a kid. Why do you keep asking?"

Now you were pissed, nodding along with his rant again about his job and stress you rose up and grabbed a hoodie to pull on over your t-shirt and leggings. The small bag you had prepared behind the sofa, the same one you picked up and hurled at his chest. Watching in anguish as it landed on the floor with a thud, one shoe popping out and rolling to his foot.

"We don't need you anyway. I'll look after my baby myself."

Kuroo stopped, his eyes meeting yours as he let the words sink in and felt the small trainer land next to his barefoot. Bending down he picked up the bag, peering inside to see a small card and a picture of a positive pregnancy test. He felt his heart stop, a lump in his throat as he looked up at you and started to make his way to hug you. Stopping short when you held your hand up, shaking your head at him while tears ran down your face.

I did that.

"I- kitten? I-"

"Don't worry, I'll be out your hair soon. I'm going back to my parents house. You don't need to concern yourself with me, Tetsuro."

He winced at the use of his full name, something you hadn't called him in years. The small trainer still in his hand, so small compared to his own frame. He imagined how tiny the baby must be now, gaze landing on you as he tried to remember if your body had changed. Taking a deep breath, he moved forward and held your wrist this time and used the tug you forward until you landed on his chest. He was well prepared for you to hit him, not that it hurt at all, he could see your shoulders shaking as you cried and landed blows on his bare chest. His arms wrapping around you even though you resisted and tugged you forward until your tears met his warm skin, chin leaning in your head as he rocked you side to side.

"I hate you."

"I know, kitten."

"You don't want this."

"I was shocked and yeah, I was speaking earlier about my job and shit. But when you told me, I don't know. I imagined you all pregnant, then a little girl who looks like you. And then the thought of losing you. Baby, I'm upset that I made you cry and I hate that youre hurting because of me. I didnt mean to hurt you, I swear. Please believe me."

Iwaizumi

Iwaizumi spent so much of his time travelling, between his time with the team abroad and his own training and qualifications it was often a whirlwind when he came home. You had been toying with the idea of telling him so many times, but each time he came home he was exhausted and barely able to keep his eyes open long enough. On the days he was recovered, he would often just want to take you out and spend time with you and the last thing hou wanted was to spring this on him at a dinner date.

The one evening he was sat on the sofa, laptop perched on his thighs as he completed his pre-travel paperwork while you made dinner. Your eyes casting back and looking at the place you had stored the gift bag, between the sofas on the floor near him. Every so often, you would glance up and catch his eye causing him to smile at you, about an hour passed and while dinner cooked you decided to try and have a chat with him.

"Haji... can I ask you something?"

"Sure, doll."

"If I got pregnant-"

A hand gripping your arm made you jump, eyes meeting his worried ones. "You're pregnant? I thought you were on birth control-"

"Listen, I-"

"I don't understand how you thought this was ok. I mean, I got my job and I'm always travelling. The last thing I want is a kid."

"But, Haji if you just-"

"Wait. Is it even mine? I've been away so much, doll. You been getting lonely without me?"

What?

Standing back up, you pressed your hands to your eyes as he rambled on behind you about fidelity and how you should have been taking your tablets. You could feel your lunch from earlier sitting in your stomach, a hollow feeling ever growing the more he spoke. Reaching down to pick up the bag, you thrust it in his chest and pushed it against him. His eyes widening when he saw the watery tracks running down your face, hand reaching out for you only for it to be slapped away.

"Don't. Touch me."

"Doll, I-"

"No, Hajime."

Turning away you wrenched your arm when he tried to hold it, the bag still clutched in his hand when he stood in front of you. Your vision was obstructed with tears, birk g tour lip to stop the sobs escaping as you covered your mouth.

"Baby, I didn't mean-"

"But you did!" You didn't mean to shout the last bit, hands wiping your face as you shook your head in dismay. "How dare you! How dare you stand there and accuse me of sleeping around. You go around gallivanting in different countries, how can I believe that you don't have a girlfriend in each place? Hmm? You think that little of me? Of our relationship? I love you, Hajime." A huff as you laughed, the sound empty and humourless. "Well, I did anyway."

Turning away again you stopped when his arms wrapped around you from behind, his head dropped on your shoulder as you felt his body shake. Your own tears starting up again when he sucked in a breath, a sniffle as he gathered himself.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it and it was a dumbass thing to say. I swear on my life that I will make it up to you." His arms tightening around you as he whispered your name. "Please. Please don't leave me. I love you so much."

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lovdlydaz · 8 months

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how they react when they see you in your uniform

afab!reader, you play volleyball and you just got home from a game

warnings: nsfw, cunnilingus, praise, degradation, musk kink, man just a lot of sex ngl

a/n: i've been wanting to try drabbles for a while, but i'll come out with fics soon. it'll be drabbles when i'm unmotivated, and fics when i am. hope y'all are okay with that ♡.

oikawa

♡ ————————♡

when you came home off your bus, you weren’t expecting your boyfriend to be on the couch, watching your game on the T.V. he was drooling over the way those spandex hugged your ass and thighs so well, how your ponytail swayed as you went to pass the ball. your body rolled so fluidly, making his cock harden because of how good you played his sport. so, when you came into the room he jumped, then his pupils blew with lust. you were in those same spandex, just in a jacket. he stood up and grabbed you, taking you into your shared room and throwing you onto the bed. his cock was hard as fuck, those shorts he was wearing didn’t really hide much. “you looked so pretty out there babe, i'm sorry i couldn’t come watch you play but you did so good,” he praised you as he pounded into your seeping pussy, eyes rolled back into your head whenever his tip kissed your cervix. you were definitely enjoying yourself, and he kept praising you until he finished. however, when you were both in bed cuddling he would go into your ear and whisper "but i'm better." needless to say, he got a one-way ticket to the couch that night.

ushijima

♡ ————————♡

it was a rough day at practice today. your team had fucked up hard at one of the many national games y'all played, but yesterday wasn't that great. you had fucked up your serves multiple times, had hit the ball into the net god knows how many times, and your hits kept going out. it was horrendous how you barely got to touch a ball today, and your exhausted expression showed when you got home from your car. your lovely boyfriend, who just so happened to be doing his nightly workout, was in the middle of his 6 x 10 reps of pushups when you walked in. he continued to do them, a small 'hey' escaping his lips before he heard an exasperated sigh leave your lips. he heard stuff being thrown on the couch then a flop, quickly hoping up from his little corner in the living room and walking to you. though, when he was about to speak he stopped, seeing you all sweaty and still in your uniform. he felt his heart throb, or what he thought was his heart. but then, he looked down, seeing his rock hard cock and blushing. you opened your eyes to see your large boyfriend looming over you, then feeling something poke you. you looked down to see his even larger cock poking out from his shorts, making you blush as well. let's just say that your spandex, jersey, and entire body was covered in cum that night. and you didn't regret a thing. <3

bokuto

♡ ————————♡

see, you and bo had this sorta complicated relationship. sure you were the sub in bed but bokuto acted as a sort of sub top, whining and whimpering your name whenever he was balls deep inside your pussy. and today was the same as always. you had gotten home from practice, a tired sigh leaving your lips until your beefy boyfriend latched onto you like a leech to skin. "i'm so glad you're home baby! how was practice? did you do good??" he asked like a bright puppy, you could visibly see his tail wagging. you giggled and ran your fingers through his hair, nodding your head and smiling. "yes bo, i had a great practice. how have you been? did you have practice today?" you asked, but then you felt something poking you, and then you felt hungry eyes boring down onto you. koutarou had gone quiet, and he had gotten hard too. it was the way those spandex curved around your waist, your hips and thighs were squeezed through the flexible fabric. you were picked up by your legs and carried into the bedroom, thrown down like a ragdoll before the spandex were ripped off you. his face was shoved into your heat for hours, not letting up until you had passed out. when you did he got himself off from your passed out form, then cleaned you both up and went to bed. just so you know, you were wearing your jersey home almost every day after that. <3

daichi

♡ ————————♡

today was the day of the big game, the biggest of your season actually. so, you had gotten up bright and early to start your day. you took a shower and got dressed, yet your boyfriend who was your #1 supporter and best volleyball coach was there cooking in the kitchen for you. "hey babe, ready to go?" he asked, then he paused. you were sliding your jersey on, tucking it in your spandex and your thighs jiggled as you did so. "yeah, gimme a sec—" and now you were against the wall, getting your brains fucked out of you right before your game. "fuck babe... couldn't resist myself with those pretty thighs of yours..." he whispered into your ear, instantly making you orgasm. he wasn't short after, messing up your insides and causing white to leak from you. you didn't have time to get cleaned up, so when you both got into the car you could feel his cum leaking out of you, which made you blush. let's just say you had a great game, and an ever greater fuck when you got home.

kita

♡ ————————♡

you had had a great day today. your team was playing the best they ever had and it was visibly cheering you up. though, when you got home your boyfriend was cleaning the counter off, seeing your tired yet happy form walk into the house. "hello sweetheart, how was it?" he chirped happily, but his eyes were staring straight at your pretty legs and formidable ass. your uniform looked so pretty on you, and your bust was even tighter in that jersey. he finished wiping off the counter as you told him your day, pressing you into a kiss when you finished speaking. his hands travelled to your thighs and you whined, those were your most sensitive areas. the sex was on the couch, bodies pressed together as you both were feral for each other. kita more than you, but y'know. the sun came up, and you both weren't even close to done. <3

kuroo

♡ ————————♡

your multi-million dollar boyfriend wasn't able to make it to your game. he had tried so hard but he was so busy, yet you didn't mind it. you knew how much he loved you, he showed it to you every day. so, when you were driven home by your personal taxi driver which kuroo also so happened to get for you for your birthday last year, he was sitting in the T.V. room, streaming your game. you were the libero, and he was admiring the way your body moved so nicely to get the ball in the air. hearing you come in he jumped, but then chuckled when he realized it was you. "oh, hey babe," he sputtered with a deep voice, but then his eyes travelled. the way your hair stuck to your forehead, how tight that jersey was and how even tighter those spandex were. he couldn't control himself, and now you were on the bed in doggy position as he rammed his thick cock into your cervix. "this pussy grips around my cock so good... such a slutty player aren't you? wearing those tight ass spandex... fuck, baby you make me go insane..." he murmured all sorts of things to you before you both orgasmed at the same time, making it heavenly bliss for you especially. after that, he got you both cleaned up, but you passed out in his arms before you even touched the bathtub. <3

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stxrmylxve · 1 year

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Hi! I hope you are well! Would you be able to do a brat tamer/kinky rough smut with either a Kuroo x AFAB reader or an Akaashi x AFAB reader?

Or a dom Asahi x AFAB reader?

Whenever you get the chance, I'd really appreciate it

Pairing: Kuroo x AFAB!reader, soft!dom!Asahi x AFAB!reader Notes: smut (duh), choking, whining lmao, degrading speech A/N: okay this is a bit short since they're like blurbs but... enjoy!

MINORS DNI AT ALL. OR I WILL SMACK YOU.

Kuroo:

His harsh hands gripped your throat, squeezing just enough to bring small stars into your already tear-blurred vision.

"You fuckin' like that? You seemed so focus on kenma today that it made me a bit jealous... how are you gonna' make it up to me? Hm?"

"I-I-"

"I- I- I- use your fucking words correctly." he mocks, letting go of your neck to wrap his bruising grip around your wrists.

You glared at him through your lashes, letting out an almost mocking moan as you threw your head back dramatically.

"You think you're fucking slick? You must be wanting me to straighten you out." he spits as he turns you around, forcing you face down into the bed with ease.

Yeah, he has his moments where he is feral. But.. that's okay

Asahi:

"You must think you're in control here." you tease as you roll your hips, a soft moan falling from his mouth as you smile down at him.

"I-I am still." he teases back as he grips your hips, steading you back to your previous pace.

"Yeah right." you roll your eyes as you easily thrust your hips again, hearing the slight gritting of Akaashi's teeth below you.

"Alright now, I'm runnin' this." he says as he pushes you down, his hair falling slightly from his bun to cast shadows on his face.

"m'kay... kinda hot there softie."

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tiza0925 · 25 days

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okok hear me out but Akaashi dating reader and she has a spit kink 👉🏻👈🏻 you don't have to write anything about it but i would love to hear about it from you! (i love your works sm 💗)

…i think you’ve just woken something inside me, anon 🫠

Intimate | 18+

Warnings/Tags: nsfw, afab/female!reader, praise kink, jealous!reader, dom!Akaashi, raw sex, multiple orgasms, slight dumbification, squirting, pussy slapping, petnames, little bit of choking, overstimulation, creampie, spit kink ♡ SET IN A TIMELINE WHERE ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED-UP AND OVER 18

Pairing: Akaashi Keiji x Female Reader

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

You’re not a jealous person, you swear.

Your relationship with Akaashi is the most secure relationship you’ve ever been in—not once has he ever given you a reason to doubt him.

To not trust him.

He’s shown you nothing but respect, kindness—god, so much love and patience—ever since you two started dating.

But—

Your jaw ticks as you watch a random girl get a little too close to him—watching how she laughs a little too much and looks at him with stars in her eyes.

You can’t blame her, though—you look at him the same way—he’s good-looking and deserves to be appreciated for that.

But that doesn’t mean it still doesn’t get to you whenever you see other people do it.

Especially this particular girl who seems to refuse to leave his side ever since you two arrived at Kuroo’s house party.

Because apparently—she’s close with Bokuto.

Which means she knows Akaashi.

But you barely hear Akaashi talk about her so it’s either he doesn’t see her as close as she thinks they are—

Or he’s hiding something from you.

But that would be ridiculous—it’s Akaashi.

He wouldn’t.

Right?

You take a sip from your drink, then you turn to the person who’s currently talking to you—you think her name is Yachi—and you give her a slightly apologetic look as you walk away and straight towards him.

And the girl that’s seemingly too giddy with whatever Akaashi is saying.

It’s why you come up to his side with a small smile at the other girl, your arms around his waist, and Akaashi stops mid-sentence to look at you with a slightly concerned look—his one eyebrow raised as he asks in a soft murmur, “You okay?”

You hum, a small smile threatens to pull at your mouth as he wraps one arm around you, holding you closer, and you nod. “Just tired.”

He gives your waist a small squeeze, his voice a soft rumble against you. “Wanna go home then?”

You blink up at him, then you quickly glance at the girl that was talking to him—and you feel a slight bud of satisfaction in your chest when you notice how annoyed she looks—and you nod, blinking up at him all sweetly. “Please?”

You end up in the passenger seat of his car a few moments later—looking out the window—as he drives you two home.

It’s quiet—comfortably so—as you watch light posts and buildings until—

“Are you going to tell me what that was all about?”

You hear him ask that, his voice calm and quiet, and your eyes widen with surprise as your heart flips.

You blink, turning to look at him—his eyes remaining on the road ahead—and you frown. “What?”

“Suddenly wanting to go home and hugging me like that,” Akaashi then turns his head a little to give you a look like he knows something. “What was that about?”

Oh.

Was it that obvious how you felt?

You blink.

Silent.

Then you swallow hard, playing dumb as you look away, murmuring, “…I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

But then you hear him let loose a low, caustic laugh—as if he doesn’t believe you—and you feel his hand, heavy and large on your thigh, with the heat seeping through your pants and skin, as he gives it a small squeeze. “Alright.”

It’s how you end up with your face stuffed into a pillow, back arched, and ass out the moment you two arrive back home—

“Oh fuck—”

And you’re cumming around a thick cock with your moan getting muffled into the cushion.

“Look how well you take me,” His voice comes out a low drawl, sounding so nonchalant as if he isn’t fucking you deep into your cunt with a harsh grip around your waist—holding you in place as Akaashi makes you take all of him with your orgasm throbbing through you.

Your mind goes numb, and you whine when he drags his dick against your G-spot, overstimulating you.

“Keiji—fuck—please—”

But then he pulls out—leaving you empty and pulsing around nothing—causing a trickle of your juice to leak out, and you let out a sudden cry when Akaashi leaves a harsh slap against your wet pussy with his hand.

“Turn around.”

Fuck.

You listen almost immediately—moving to lay on your back, breathing heavily, and Akaashi smiles down at you from the bridge of his nose, admiring you for just a moment—

Then he’s hooking your legs over his shoulder—and your eyes grow wide when you feel the head of his cock slide over your drooling pussy, bumping your clit that has your head going dizzy, and then—

“Do you think she’d be able to take me as well as you do?”

Then he starts to ask that—in that taunting, calm voice of his—and your cheeks grow hot at the mere mention of that girl, jealousy pricking the edges of your vision and—

You whimper when he pushes his cock back inside you, filling you and making you feel so full as he rolls his hips against yours, building that sweet buzzing ache in your pussy again.

Akaashi watches the way your cunt swallows him so perfectly—his girth opening you up as you cream all over him—and he wets his lips, his smirk turning lecherous. “You think she’d look this pretty around my cock too, baby?”

He’s not blind.

He can pick up on the small signs of jealousy from you with just a small look, word—even the way you act.

He’s observant—and he clearly didn’t miss the way you were eyeing that girl from earlier.

You suck in a large breath, feeling him in your damn throat as he fucks you languidly, and your voice is breathy when you bite out a response. “Why don’t you go and find out for yourself then.”

Akaashi leans down and god—you sob out a moan when he nearly bends you in half, shoving his dick so deep into you that your entire body goes limp.

You’re practically shaking as his lips hover over yours, and his eyes—all half-lidded as he observes you—grow alight with something darker and amused as he hums lowly. “I don’t think I will.”

He pulls out, the tip of his dick catching your hole, then he immediately thrusts back in with one, harsh slap of his skin against yours—making you gasp as your juices gush out. “Nobody else can get messy like you do, baby.”

His smirk comes slow and syrupy, his hooded eyes observing you—how your eyes are glossy with tears threatening to spill out—and he goes to pull on your lower lip with his mouth, kissing you so achingly soft despite the harsh fucking. “Nobody else feels this tight around me.”

You moan against him, your arms numbly wrapping around his neck as you take his cock pushing in and out of you—your pussy swallowing him whole like it needs his dick in there.

It’s so fucking needy that even when you feel him digging into your lungs with his cock—you still want more of him, that swelling ache in your clit just begging for it.

And god—he gives it to you.

He fucks you with one hand coming to thumb your sensitive clit—rubbing it in slow circles with your juices coating it until you’re clenching around his cock, squeezing him and throbbing as you cum for a second time.

“Shit,” Akaashi groans, driving into you as his head gets foggy with lust, and heat overwhelms him as you make a mess on you both—clear liquid squirting out of your poor little pussy with every rock of his hips, and tears finally spill down your cheeks with oversensitivity.

“Don’t cry, angel,” Akaashi soothes you, his voice throaty and heavy, and his hand that was on your clit comes up to wipe your tears—spreading your fluids all over your face and getting you dirty as he calmly shushes you. “You asked for this.”

You know.

You just didn’t anticipate how intense Akaashi will be to make sure you know that you were being irrational for feeling jealous—to fuck you until you felt all loose and dumb from his dick that you can’t do or say anything but whimper and cry for him.

God—

You suck in small, gasping breaths as he slides his hand down until he’s rolling his thumb over your bottom lip, and—

And then his pupils grow wide and dark, there’s a small tick at the side of his lips that looks carnal, and your heart leaps into your throat as he forces your mouth open as he presses down onto your lip—your heart thundering in your ears as you watch with shiny eyes, unsure what he plans to do until—

Until he also opens his mouth as well, and your mind grows heady with submission with your tongue out for him, your pussy clenching him so fucking tight as he lets a small, pearly glob of his saliva string down onto your tongue.

And fuck—he lets out a low groan of approval, making your chest swell at how satisfied he looks as you please him.

“Swallow.” His voice is so deceptively soft.

But you listen and swallow.

With no hesitation.

And it should feel gross with him spitting in your mouth like that—making you feel like some whore under him—

But instead—it does things to you.

It makes things so much more fucking intimate.

You keep eye contact with him as your throat bobs with an obedient swallow, your body moving with every thrust of him inside you, and Akaashi can’t help but lean down to kiss you so deeply that you shudder against him—

“Such a good girl for me—shit,” His hand comes to the front of your neck, his calloused fingers wrapping around it and giving it a little squeeze, making you moan as you sloppily kiss him back, your vision growing blurry.

Then he leans back, hand still on your throat, and his chest rise and falls as he continues to fuck your abused pussy, your fluids making a mess, and he turns his head to brush his lips against your calf.

“I want you to cum on my cock again, love, you do it so well for me.”

Then he brings his other hand to press on your lower stomach, making you keen with a wet moan—and you feel so fucked out and dumb in the head as another orgasm steadily pulses through you.

“And say my name when you do, love,” Akaashi breathes out lowly, his dick in your guts as he pushes his hand down a little more, “Because nobody else gets to do that except you.”

More clear liquid gushes out of you, spraying and squirting all over him as your legs shake with another orgasm for that night—his name on your tongue, making his head spin as he fucks you through it.

And then he’s spurting out thick loads of his hot cum into your sore pussy, shoving it further into you with every push of his cock inside your walls—making sure you know that only you get to be marked like this by him.

end.

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13rurururi · 9 months

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☆ "kiss me 'til i'm numb" (various characters x reader)

content: 18+, AFAB!reader, sub!reader, blowjobs, PDA, etc.

He's addicted to your lips; he can't help himself, you know? They're just so plush, sultry, and look even more gorgeous coated with a sheen of his spit. You're left gaping in submission as he runs his thick digits inside and all over your mouth, occasionally gagging you with the length of his fingers.

"I'm preparing you for my cock," he'll devilishly tease you with a lascivious glint in his eyes.

He's merciless, even if you're out in public. He'll suddenly grip your shoulders and angle your mouth on his, languidly pressing his plump lips on yours. Sometimes, he even bites, making you embarrassed as you stutter out a choked moan. He doesn't care if people judge you or glare at you — at least they know who you belong to.

Once you're within the privacy of your abode, he'll push you on the ground, forcing your knees to carry your weight as he places his tense thighs on either side of your trembling figure.

"Open up, baby," he teases you as you feel yourself salivate at the sight of his tented boxers. Letting his member spring free — erect, hard, and dripping with precum — he grabs your chin with calloused fingers, running his thumb along your jaw.

"Maybe if you can take me whole and swallow my cum, I'd think about giving your cunt some attention, too." You respond in a muffled whine as he pushes his cockhead through your wet lips.

"What are you waiting for? Suck."

Fushiguro Toji, Geto Suguru, Gojo Satoru, Sukuna, Gyutaro, Shinazugawa Sanemi, Haganezuka Hotaru, Sekido, Kuroo Tetsuro, Miya Atsumu, Tsukishima Kei, Sakusa Kiyoomi

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no1frogfan · 1 year

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Haikyuu boys you meet while pet-sitting

Daichi, Matsukawa, Kuroo, Ushijima x afab reader Word count: ~1.6k Tags & warnings: Smut, smut, n more SMUT-MDNI, thigh riding, dom (teeny tiny), praise, p in v, creampie (implied), oral sex (m and f receiving), hair pulling, fingering, throat fucking, I love a man that smells good and has a sexy voice

Note: New year, same horny me. This got out of hand. Recently did a lot of pet-sitting and I wish any (all) of this happened. It’s my first time writing smut - thoughts & constructive criticism welcome

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You meet Daichi before you even start cat-sitting. Due to a last-minute itinerary change, your friend flew out a day early and left her extra key with a neighbor for you to pick up. He opens the door dressed in a t-shirt and shorts and you’re reduced to a stammering mess as you gape at his immense biceps and thighs, trying to explain that you’re the cat-sitter and sorry for disturbing him but could you please get your friend’s key?

Daichi is too polite to comment on your wandering eyes and nervous stuttering, but he’s smirking to himself after he closes his door. Unfortunately for your composure, he suddenly finds himself needing to borrow a lot of things. Could he get some sugar? One of his best friends is an elementary school teacher, you see, and he wants to bring some cookies for the kids when he goes for a class visit. Does your friend have a wrench he can use? You don’t know where it is? Well, why doesn’t he come in to help you find it? You get used to seeing him every day, although he makes you short circuit each time, your nerves constantly on edge because he’s always murmuring things in your ear (he doesn’t want to startle you by yelling) or accidentally brushing against you (he can’t help it, he’s just so broad).

He finally decides to stop teasing you and asks you out to dinner. He’s so sweet and funny, and you find that when you’re not too flustered to function, you really enjoy his company, so much so that you invite him in for a drink afterward. The alcohol must have gone to straight to your pussy though because you quickly find yourself straddling him, absolutely intoxicated by his deep voice and masculine scent. You’re drenched and you can feel him straining against his pants, but he doesn’t want to rush it with you. He exudes natural authority, which is why you don’t let out a peep of protest when he tells you to ride his thigh first. He sits back with his hands behind his head and drinks in your furrowed brow and desperate whimpers as you grind yourself against his rock-hard muscle, cooing, “You’re doing so good, baby. Be really good and cum for me and I’ll give you a big reward.”

You’re confused when you call for your friend’s cat to come inside one night only to see her climb out of the neighbor’s window. The neighbor in question, Matsukawa, steps out onto the shared balcony and is just as confused to see you. You tell him you’re cat-sitting and he explains that your friend’s cat likes to sit on his laptop while he works. It turns into a comfortable routine to talk with him in the evenings while you wait for the cat to return. He’s incredibly handsome, but more than that he’s magnetic, witty, and has an absolutely lewd sense of humor that he’s surprised you love.

What you don’t know is that he’s got a major problem with you. The problem being he’s confused - no, frustrated - by why you’ve suddenly started wearing a shirt so flimsy it leaves nothing to the imagination. Every night, he struggles to keep himself from fixating on the swell of your breasts and the outline of your nipples poking through the sheer fabric. When he retreats to his apartment after your chats, he’s so worked up he has to fuck his fist, picturing how you’d look underneath him, glassy-eyed and drooling with his cum all over those pretty tits and leaking out of your pussy.

After a solid week, he decides enough is enough and invites you over. The two of you barely make it more than 10 minutes. He’s pouring you a drink when you confess you’ve been wearing that shirt on purpose after seeing him out on a run. In a flash, Issei’s got you bent over his kitchen counter, pulling your panties to the side. He barely needs to prep you because you’ve been looking forward to this all day, cursing under his breath as his fingers slide in with little resistance. He pulls your head back by your hair and growls into your ear while he rails you from behind, “If you’re gonna tease me, you better be ready to show me what this tight little pussy can do.” You barely register what he’s saying because the only thing you can focus on is how full you feel with each delicious drag of his thick cock against your slick walls. His cum drips down your thighs as he reaches between your legs one more time. “Gonna cum on my cock again baby?”

You first see Kuroo one morning while walking your friend’s dog. He’s out on a run with his own dog and you’d have to be a statue to be impervious to how his shirt clings to his chest. He sees you checking him out and decides to give you a show by lifting up the hem of his shirt to wipe the sweat from his neck. Except he accidentally uses the same hand that’s holding the leash, causing his dog to pull him forward flat onto his face. After you make sure they’re both ok, you let yourself laugh so hard you get a stomachache.

You wonder if you’ll run into him again after that fiasco. He must be shameless because he makes sure to leave the house at the same time the next morning to catch you. He’s more sheepish this time, though he still drops some cheesy jokes. You run into him every morning after that, and every evening too. He always stops to chat. You give him shit for how unfunny he is, but he lives to hear your groans when he comes up with an especially terrible line. You two fluster each other constantly. His stomach flutters on the rare instances he actually makes you laugh - loudly and genuinely - at something he says. Meanwhile, you’re speechless when he starts running without a shirt on (because it’s hot out and not for any other reason), eyes hungrily taking in every inch of corded muscle. He smirks when he catches you gawking at him yet again, “Want me to ask you over or something?” Let me tell you, that false bravado slips right off when you reply, “Yea, I’d like that,” and suddenly he’s the one that's a stuttering wreck.

You go over to watch a movie together that night, but don’t get far because it’s adorable how he fidgets with his hair and his cheeky grin is so charming and he smells so enticing that it’s impossible to keep your hands to yourself. He shoos his dog out of the bedroom when you get down to business because “I don’t want her to see this.” As ridiculous as this man is, he is an artiste when it comes to eating pussy. He’s got you cumming around his tongue and fingers for the fourth time and doesn’t show any signs of slowing down. You’re gasping for breath, barely able to form a coherent thought, cunt drenched and clenching and begging for him to fuck you already. “Cum for me one more time baby, then I’ll do whatever you want.” But he’s said that three times already.

You’re intimidated when Ushijima opens his door but not too intimidated to ogle him as drops of sweat glide down his naked torso. You’ve interrupted him in the middle of a workout, but how were you to know? You just wanted to hand over a package that had been misdelivered to your friend’s apartment next door. You watch the way his muscles ripple as he reaches for the box, and he watches you brazenly eyefuck him (to be fair, his pecs are right there, not to mention the shadow of something massive in his shorts).

After that, he always offers a polite hello in the hallway, but never initiates conversation and only gives you one-word responses, so you figure he’s not interested. It’s disappointing, but at least you can still fantasize about him, moaning his name while knuckle deep in your soaking cunt, desperately wishing it was his thick fingers instead. You hear a knock and hurriedly throw on a robe to find Ushijima at the door. He clears his throat. “Were you…calling for me?” SHIT. You forgot to close the windows. If only the ground would swallow you whole right now so you don’t have to stammer out an excuse, any excuse.

But then you notice the nervous bob of his adam’s apple and the bulge in his pants, and you find yourself asking if he came over to help. He nods, following you to the couch obediently like a huge puppy. He’s so timid at first, letting out sweet little whines when you wrap your lips around him, barely able to fit a few inches in your mouth. But now he’s grunting like a feral thing as he fists your hair, slamming his cock over and over again into the back of your throat, unable to hold back as he chases his own release. And after he pumps your throat full of cum, you’re going to count yourself the luckiest bitch in the world as you slowly sink your dripping pussy down onto his fat cock. “Are you sure I’ll fit?” he whispers in a haze, watching your eyes roll back as he disappears inside of you inch by inch.

Note 2: Pussydrunk Kuroo or bust. Ok but now I’m thinking about how hilarious (read: horny & amazing) reader’s life would be if this was all in the same apartment complex and happening at the same time

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nubisaureus · 9 months

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Been having KuroKen x reader brainrot lately so here ya go, some spicy headcanons for y'all!

character(s): Kuroo and Kenma (timeskip)

pairing(s): KuroKen x afab!reader

contents: polyship (Kuroo x Kenma x reader), domestic shenanigans, cuddles, finger fucking, drooling, neck kissing

a/n: YALL DONT EVEN UNDERSTAND THE BRAINROT THATS CONSUMING ME I NEEDED TO WRITE THIS SO BADLY AAAAAAH

not proofread!

Enjoy! <3

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they're both completely smitten with you

Kenma is very clingy; he loves playing games while you two are hugging: he rests his head on your shoulder, while you basically nap on him

you and Kuroo are the ones to remind Kenma to eat and sleep properly: he'd even forget to drink water without you

Kuroo loves to tease Kenma just to get on his nerves; and that is usually done by giving you attention: he gets jealous super easily

of course it's healthy jealousy: they love competing for your attention, and overwhelming you with theirs

Kenma is a very interesting switch; his sex drive isn't high, but when he's in either a dommy mood or subby mood you can rest assured that things are gonna get steamy

as for Kuroo, he loves going with the flow: he definitely isn't a sub, yet doesn't mind when Kenma takes the lead

Kenma loves making you both writhe for him: he'll usually make Kuroo watch as he makes you feel good, then have him be desperate for release

on the other side, when Kuroo takes the lead, he loves to tag team on you with Kenma: they'll overwhelm you so badly that you won't even know left from right

«Look, Kuroo. Look how good they're feeling because of me.» he shoves two fingers in your pussy, making you writhe and ache for him to move. His clothes feel electric on your naked skin: it's humiliating that they are both still in their clothes, in a way; yet it also feels arousing. Besides, they'd get naked soon enough. Kuroo looks at the whole scene, while kneeling in front of the bed: your pussy spread out in front of him, yet he's forbidden from touching you, not until Kenma's sadism issatisfied. His fingers move in and out, while Kuroo is basically drooling: when he's satisfied, he tentatively danglesthem in front of Kuroo, a smirk plastered where his usual poker face stands. «Want a taste, Kuroo?» he teases, and shoves his fingers in his mouth, while Kuroo sucks on them like he was a man dying from thirst who had been offered water on the brink of his death.

just thinking about what transpired that night makes you wet still to this day

you usually end up sandwiched between the two of them when you're watching something or just cuddling

as you're cuddling, Kuroo would usually be the one to support you both: you usually lay on him, your head resting on his chest while he uses one hand to stroke your hair and the other to stroke any part of Kenma's body he can reach from his position

Kenma usually lays on top of you, with his head on your tummy, as he uses your chest as a console stand for his Switch (a/n the console this time BAHAHAHA)

as he plays on top of you, you love running your hands in his hair: you usually undo his bun, untangling his hair, then run your fingers through it, admiring the little goosebumps that surface on his skin, along with the little shivers he desperately tries to hide

that's just one of your cuddling positions though: another one you particularly love is when you rest your head on Kenma's lap, while Kuroo lays on you

in those times, your hands are in his hair, messing his bed head even more, although he doesn't particularly mind: he's laying on you after all

meanwhile Kenma is obviously playing a game, but will choose a chill one, which gives him the time to stroke your hair and look at you both with an embarrassed face, while Kuroo will tease him about that (a/n i need Kenma blushing in my life so badly-)

you take care of them both, and they take care of you as well

«Kenma..stop sitting like you're a question mark, please» you grab him by the neck, much like a cat, and pull him backwards, as to make him sit up straight. «He'll never learn, love. He'll end up hunched up like a croissant.» you let out a giggle, while the blond shots Kuroo a deadly look. «What? It's the truth, Kenma.» he kisses you, shooting him a challenging look. «Oh come on Kuroo, he'll get even grumpier than usual.» you kiss the blond's frown, and his face relaxes immediately. «I'm not grumpy...» he protests, as Kuroo lowers himself to stare at him dead in the eyes. «Bullshit. But since you're cute, I guess I'll let it slide this one time.» and kisses him, making the frown come back as he focuses on his game again. «I need to finish this video and you both are distracting me. Don't you have anything better to do?» he huffs, his puffed cheeks making you and Kuroo erupt in a loud laugh. «Sure, we can do each other.» he retorts, his shit eating grin making you shake your head. You loved those two dorks to death.

it's safe to say his gameplay took less than usual that day

Your predicament is such: you pressed between the two of them, your head resting on Kenma's shoulder while he passionately kisses your neck. Kuroo looks at the two of you, taking in the sight of the people he loves most in the world. Your necks are his weakness: he can't hold on any longer. When his mouth clashes with your neck, you can't help but let out a loud moan, your hands instinctively reaching for his hair, using it as leverage to shove his face deeper on yourself. «Something wrong, babe? You seem worked up.» he teases, while Kenma continues incessantly, his arms reaching to hug you from behind, his hands wandering around. «Seriously, Kuroo?» your breath is ragged, so instead of coming out as an angry question, it comes out as more of a whine. «I'm as serious as it gets, babe. So?» he licks an undefined spot, making you squirm in the very small available space between their bodies. You try to catch your breath. «How could I be composed when I have my two boyfriends ravaging my neck?» you blurt out, as they both chuckle.

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fengxun · 6 months

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THANK U, NEXT : A WRITING COLLAB

hello! as a thank you all for the warm welcome in the x reader community, i wanted to do something we could do together! :D

RULES

18+ only; nsfw and dark content are allowed. of course, you can also submit sfw fics if you'd like, but please be above the age of 18!

multifandom; you can write for whichever animanga/game character you'd like as long as it's a reader insert.

a maximum of three fics are allowed per track. there also isn't a minimum word count — as long as you have fun writing, that's what matters!

you can do two songs if you'd like, just let me know the details :)

when you post your entry, use the tag #tuncollab, tag me and link to this post!

to join, simply send me an ask with the song you want, the character you'll be writing for, the rating, and any content warnings necessary. we don't have to be mutuals for you to join!

[updated jan 6th] there is no deadline <3 go at your own pace

TRACK #1 : IMAGINE

IMAGINE | nanami kento x reader | by k9nto

nsfw | afab reader | billionaire! nanami, old high school acquaintances to lovers; cunnilingus, cum eating, marking, multiple orgasms, breeding kink, discussions of pregnancy.

TRACK #2 : NEEDY * full!

haitani rindou x reader | by fubu18writes

rating & tags tba

hisagi shuhei x reader | by fubu18writes

rating & tags tba

NEEDY | sano manjiro (mikey) x reader | by sin-and-punishment

nsfw | female reader | manila mikey, light angst & fluff

TRACK #3 : NASA

jean kirstein x reader | by chaotic-nick

nsfw | guy best friend! jean

oliver aiku x reader | by kakujis

rating may change

TRACK #4 : BLOODLINE

fushiguro megumi x reader | by bleach-your-panties

nsfw | female reader | crack, angst

TRACK #5 : FAKE SMILE

izuru kira x reader | by bleach-your-panties

more tags tba

kageyama tobio x reader | by pparadiselost

nsfw | female reader | more tags tba

TRACK #6 : BAD IDEA

bad idea (forget about it, forget about me) | by bioticlaw

nsfw | female reader | fwb, unrequited pining, unhealthy relationships, angst.

getou suguru x reader | by nutheadgeenat

nsfw | more tags tba

haitani ran x reader | by ranphobic

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TRACK #7 : MAKE UP

ryuguji ken (draken) x reader | by h8ani

nsfw | more tags tba

scaramouche x reader | by hiperacid2

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TRACK #8 : GHOSTIN * full!

GHOSTIN’ | hanma shuji x reader | by kiirsteiins

nsfw | gender neutral reader | major character death, kanto incident spoilers, graphic depictions of violence and gore, mentions of suicide ideation, canon divergence, aged up characters | smut tags incl. penetrative sex, fingering (reader receiving), pet names.

gojo satoru x reader | by kakujis

nsfw | female reader | more tba!

GHOSTIN | mitsuya takashi x reader | by h8ani

nsfw | female reader | major character death, grief, mentions of blood, mentions of a panic attack, hurt/no comfort. | smut tags incl. unprotected sex.

TRACK #9 : IN MY HEAD

fushiguro toji x reader | by nova-amor

nsfw | female reader | more tags tba

geto suguru x reader | by shidouryusm

nsfw | more tba

gojo satoru x reader | by tteokdoroki

rating may change! | female reader | more tags tba

TRACK #10 : 7 RINGS * full!

bokuto koutarou x reader | by sunarc

nsfw | female reader | more tags tba

hinata shoyo x reader | by shoyostar

nsfw | female reader | more tags tba

kuroo tetsurou x reader | by quaranweeb

nsfw | more tags tba

TRACK #11 : THANK U, NEXT

itadori yuji x reader | by sukxma

suggestive/nsfw | more info tba

TRACK #12 : BREAK UP WITH YOUR GIRLFRIEND, I'M BORED * full!

diluc ragnvindr x reader | by hiperacid2

nsfw | more tags tba

imaushi wakasa x reader | by wakashawty

nsfw | female reader | more info tba

ryuguji ken (draken) x reader | by sin-and-punishment

nsfw | female reader | more info tba

#all #tuncollab #if this flops pls pretend u dont see #tokyo revengers x reader #bleach x reader #chainsaw man x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #haikyuu x reader

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trueshellz · 2 years

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Rumble

Part of my Invisible Illness Series

Warnings: IBS/IBD symptoms, nausea, upset stomach, bloating, multiple bathroom trips, pet names (kitten), cuddling, some suggestiveness, mentions of smelly boys, pregnant mentioned, reader crying, comfort.

Summary: There was nothing attractive about pooping, but having Kuroo as a husband made you feel better.

Dropping your head to your hands as you perched on the toilet for the fourth time in an hour, you held back your moans of pain as your stomach tried to digest itself from the inside out. Despite following your diet well, avoiding all your food triggers and eating at, (what you had deemed) safe places here you were again. You'd had trouble sleeping, feeling nauseous and bloated after dinner with friends and even after your peppermint tea nothing had settled.

Then the cramps started.

You'd gotten up to take your medication first, used a hot water bottle and even wrapped Kuroo's warm arm around you to ease the pain but nothing had helped. Right now you were so close to crying and then to top it all off...

"Kitten?" You heard him try the door, thanking God you remembered to lock it. "You ok?"

Taking a deep breath as you heard him yawn, you forced a smile and pushed down the pain you were feeling. "Fine. I'm fine. I'll be-"

"Babe, don't lie. I heard you get up every time."

And here you thought you were being stealthy.

"I'm fine, Tetsu."

A sigh left his mouth, receding footsteps and then you heard the front door slam closed. This time you couldn't help the tears trek down your face, you were pretty sure your entire GI system was now empty but the nausea hadn't receded. And now to top it all off, your husband had left you alone. He had always said it wasn't a big deal, you remembered the first few times you went our and barely ate anything due to nerves or food intolerances, he had taken offense and demanded you explain. Then he found restaurants that you could actually eat at, doing his homework on your condition and making sure he looked after you all the time. He carried spare medication for you, had spare clothes in his car just in case and, the one time, even stood outside the disabled bathroom making noise when you were in itso people wouldn't hear you.

After having a quick shower, you popped some pills in your mouth and started warming up the kettle for your hot water bottle again when the door opened and closed. Your eyes meeting his as he stepped over the threshold with a bag, you watched as he pulled out some stronger over the counter medication, some electrolyte drinks and some small snacks that would help you put food back into your body.

"Hey, kitten, don't cry."

You hadn't even realised until he tugged you forward, hands cradling your head and back as you gripped his t-shirt. Low shushes and words of affirmation as he rubbed circles on your back, pulling away only when the kettle button popped up and hissed. Kuroo sat you on the worktop as he filled it up, not the small ones but this huge one metre version you had found online and would lay across your body. Wiping away your tears, he kissed your forehead before carrying you bridal style back to bed. His arms were strong around you as you both lay down, his chest to your back as he rubbed circles on your bloated stomach.

"I feel pregnant."

You felt rather than heard his laughter, a small peck on your neck as he tapped your butt.

"We practising already?" He yelped a little when you picked his hard thigh. "You look cute."

"You're insane, Tetsu." A beat. "I just... I feel gross, y'know? I mean, I spent half of tonight in the bathroom and it's just embarrassing sometimes."

"Baby, I was an athlete. Locker rooms are gross. This is nothing to be embarassed about, everyone poops."

"Tetsu!" You tried to turn but his arms barely allowed you any room on the beat of days and today he was extra cuddly. "No one wants to hear about-"

"In sickness and in health, remember? I love you. And if that means I spend my time singing outside the bathroom or going to the 24 hour pharmacy at 3am or even buying shares in your pills, then so be it."

You couldn't help the smile grace your lips, even when he was being sweet he was a total dork. "Thank you."

"And anyway... I figure if we're getting pregnant I should start practising."

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moonswolfie · 7 months

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MASTERLIST

Originally, I had this cool masterlist segmented by schools but it was so annoying to create and I lost the private posts somewhere in the sea of my fics, reblogs and random thoughts

So here is the non-segmented longer version 😗

I don't mention what any of the fics are about so make sure to read any warnings/ author's notes regarding the topic before reading!!

Reader is gender neutral unless i specifically write fem!reader

Hinata Shoyo

Sunset

Kageyama Tobio

Blankets

Kageyama-kun from class 1-3 (fem!reader)

Tsukishima Kei

I see, clearly.

Surprise

Incriminating photos

The evening light

Yamaguchi Tadashi

Studying is important

Nishinoya Yuu

The cinnamoroll plush (fem!reader)

Cupid HC

Azumane Asahi

Surprisingly sweet (fem!reader)

Sawamura Daichi

A camping trip

Oikawa Tooru

Drunk and smitten (fem!reader)

Very interesting

Behind bars

Iwaizumi Hajime

Brownie Iwaizumi and Lillith (fem!reader)

Tendou Satori

Taste testers

Sweet things make one happy (afab!reader)

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Infamous artist

Sleeping beauty (fem!reader)

A flower blooms (fem!reader)

SPA day (fem!reader)

Kuroo Tetsuro

花火 (fireworks) (fem!reader)

A trip down memory lane (fem!reader)

I might just give you a bite (fem!reader)

Kozume Kenma

True love's kiss

Pretty princess troubles (smau)

Catastrophe

Bokuto Koutaro

Overtime dad (+BONUS!!)

Pink tulips (fem!reader)

Unexpected break

Love at first sight (fem!reader)

Smart cookie (fem!reader)

Akaashi Keiji

Morning coffee

Miya Atsumu

Failing grade (fem!reader)

Hold on! (fem!reader)

Capricious feelings

Miya Osamu

Dinner time

Nekogiri

Suna Rintaro

Jealous friend!Suna

Pain is temporary (afab!reader)

Once in a lifetime

Sakusa Kiyoomi

Thawing out an icy heart

Kiyoomi's secret (fem!reader)

Multiple characters/headcanons

Haikyuu characters with a gyaru GF (fem!reader)

You get caught by the sibling

Haikyuu boys with an S/O who has a sweet tooth (two parts)

Unlucky interruptions

Thunderstorm comfort

When you have an ASMR channel

Haikyuu boys with a poet S/O

Sleepy cuddle HCs

K-POP au

HQ!! boys and their number 1 princess

When you lose your wedding ring (texts)

When you kabedon them

Series

Rice Ball Rival (Osamu x fem!reader)

200 follower event

Oikawa +16

Iwaizumi + 2, 3, 7, 8

Kenma + 14

Bokuto + 28, 29

Kageyama + 30

Bokuto + 19

Kenma + 20, 24

Sakusa + 28

Kenma, Hinata + 1

Sakusa + 8,9

#masterlist #navigation #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x you

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tiza0925 · 1 month

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Just a pill | 18+

Warnings/Tags: NSFW, explicit sexual content, afab/female reader, alternate universe, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, creampie, fingering, squirting, degradation kink, kuroo is mean in bed but a sweetheart otherwise, praise kink, pet names, dumbification, overstimulation, dacryphilia, cock warming, drugged sex (but it's consensual), SET IN THE FUTURE WHERE ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED-UP AND OVER 18

Pairing: Kuroo Tetsurou x Female Reader

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

“Look at you,” His voice is rough, low, and sinful as he looks up at you with a small smirk, eyes hooded, while he has you spread out on his lap—

His muscled thighs provide the perfect amount of comfort for you as you barely manage to keep yourself up—desperately clinging onto his shoulder as your lower lip wobbles.

Kuroo pouts, almost mocking you with his eyebrows softening, and lets his back lean into the bed frame a little more as he continues to fuck two of his thick fingers inside your cunt. “You must feel so numb by now hm, baby?”

You shudder, feeling hazy and warm and achy, but you somehow still manage to nod your head as you suck in a deep breath.

The pills you took were really strong.

Kuroo was initially hesitant about it—because he knew just how much of a light-weight you are when it comes to getting intoxicated.

But then you gave him that look—with eyes so big and pleading—telling him that you trust him to take care of you and—

And how was he supposed to say no to that?

Of course, he’ll take care of you but still—

These pills aren’t exactly weak.

Which is made very clear right this instant as your eyes turn droopy, and you feel your entire body turn numb but alight with fire at the same time.

But you don’t regret it one bit.

No.

Not when it means Kuroo gets to treat you like this—like some doll for him to tease and fuck however he wants.

To whisper sweet, dirty words and handle you in ways that have you turning into a puddle.

The kiss he plants on your cheek is gentle and sweet, and your fingers curl into the skin of his shoulders as he slips his two fingers out to run them through your sopping folds to rub your clit. “Were you keeping count for me?”

You swallow thickly, feeling your mouth dry. “T-two.”

He’s made you orgasm twice already.

And he hasn’t even fucked you yet.

You hear him hum, then you feel the warmth of his mouth trail down your neck until his lips find that sensitive spot that makes your eyes roll back and your mouth hang open with a soft sigh.

Then you feel him murmur against your skin, “You think you can give me another like this?”

And you don’t think you can orgasm anymore.

Not in this state. You feel so limp and jelly—simply sitting and taking whatever Kuroo gives you—

It’d honestly be a miracle if you cum again.

You hum, nodding anyway as best as you can even if your head feels too heavy.

Kuroo’s smile is wide and proud and—

“Oh god—” You whine when you feel Kuroo pinch your clit, feeling a sting of heat shoot up your stomach and chest.

“Shh,” He soothes you, sliding his fore and middle finger back down your folds, your fluids creaming his fingers before he pushes them back into your fluttering cunt and curls them. “I got you, darling, don’t worry.”

And you never do when it comes to him.

He knows what he’s doing—enough for you to completely let your mind go and close your eyes as everything around you disappears and all you feel is liquid pleasure filling your blood.

You circle your arms around his neck as support, your chin resting on his shoulder, and Kuroo kisses the side of your head as he rolls his wrists, his fingers curling and massaging your walls to build that tight tension in your belly again.

“You take it so well for me,” Kuroo lets out a low groan, grinding his palm against your clit as he finger fucks you—while his fingers get all sticky with your fluids, and his other hand holds onto your hips. “Such a pretty little doll for me to use, hm?”

You can only nod at this point as your eyes roll back and your mouth hangs with a breathy moan—your thoughts move like sludge and before you can comprehend what’s happening—

Your orgasm goes through you with a small snap—causing your lower spine to draw tight and your muscles to tense as you moan, clinging onto Kuroo and riding out your third orgasm for the night.

But he’s not done with you.

“Good baby,” Kuroo drawls, voice throaty, and he pulls out his fingers that are slicked with your fluids, and he uses that same hand to smack your ass—making you jolt. “Look at me.”

And you do.

Slowly.

You pull back just enough to look him in the eyes, and Kuroo’s pupils dilate when he notices just how mentally gone you are.

Then he smiles, all gentle, and tilts his head to the side. “You tired?”

Yes.

God—you just want to rest now.

The pills have made you tired, yes, but it’s the orgasm after orgasm that’s taken a bigger toll on you.

You whine as you nod, but Kuroo only huffs out a low chuckle in response and squeezes your ass. “That’s too bad, isn’t it?”

He’s quick but gentle when he guides you to lay on your back in the middle of the bed, and he takes the rest of his sweatpants off—letting his cock out to give it a few strokes.

And the thing is—you can tell him to stop.

Just one word and he’ll drop the whole thing—take you for a bath and call it a night with sweet kisses and gentle massages as he cuddles you to sleep.

But as tired as you are—

You don’t want this to stop.

Kuroo’s body envelops you entirely when he hovers over you, one hand beside your head—his body heat so close against yours—while his other hand guides the fat head of his cock through your soaked slit.

“Your pussy is so messy,” Kuroo’s groan is ragged, and he breathes out heavily as he rocks his hips slightly to have your pussy lips wrap around his girth—coating his length with juices as the tip of his dick kisses your clit. “So sloppy and wet, baby.”

You can’t speak.

You’re too busy gasping and mumbling something between a moan and a whine as you scramble to hold onto his muscled back—your legs spreading and wrapping around his waist to bring him closer.

“So needy, hm?” Kuroo teases as leans down to give your lips a sweet pull with his, kissing you so deeply that you feel your whole body crumble from it and you nearly let out a tiny sob.

“It’s okay,” He says while pushing the head inside, immediately stretching you wider than his fingers can ever do, and you suck in a sharp breath with tears beginning to form.

And Kuroo can see the tears lacing your eyelashes—making them wet and shiny—and he merely swipes at one of your eyes with his thumb so tenderly before leaning back.

And his voice is soft—a huge contrast to the words that slip out of his mouth as he holds onto your waist with both hands, pushing his cock inside you until you think you might feel it in your lungs.

“Don’t cry, love,” Kuroo coos as he pulls back, the tip of his dick catching at your hole, causing a trickle of your juices to gush out with how wet and messy you are. “You just need to lay there and be pretty for me, okay?”

“O-okay,” You breathe out harshly, your lips, head, arms—everything—feel numb. “Please, ‘Surou, I—”

Your sentence gets cut short when he decides to push back in at that very moment—making your words bleed into a moan as you feel every part of him spread you open.

God—

“I know,” Kuroo groans, rolling his hips to set a pace, hearing the wet squelch that your pussy makes as he fucks you—making his head spin. “I know, baby, I’ll make you feel all sore and full with my cum, okay? Just how you like it.”

And he sticks to that promise soon after.

He fucks you deep and slow, dragging it out and building that tight ball of heat in your lower stomach until everything in your body feels tense and ready to explode.

Kuroo stuffs his dick inside your pussy that’s dripping with every thrust—making a mess on the bed and between your thighs—while one of his hands comes to push down on your belly.

“Oh—oh fuck—”

You shake, eyes wide, and your mouth is agape with a silent scream from the pressure on your stomach—feeling the twin sensation of being so fucking full with his cock and him hitting your g-spot over and over and over and—

Oh, god.

“I—“

You can’t speak.

You feel mindless and tongue-heavy.

And Kuroo can tell by the way you hear him let out a knowing chuckle, his pace growing more harsh and needy as he presses his palm on your stomach even lower. “My pretty doll all fucked stupid that she can’t talk?”

Your entire body shakes, feeling heat flush in your cheeks.

You nod, panting, uncaring of the degrading words, and Kuroo’s smirk grows. “Poor baby, those pills really did make you all dumb for me, huh?”

You know he doesn’t mean it.

Even when he says those words out loud—and through your addled mind—you can hear the notes of affection hanging on those words.

And for some odd reason—it just spurs you on, even more, making you lose it as you arch your back, your orgasm ready to combust.

And Kuroo must be able to tell as he lets out a drawn-out groan, raw and low and heavy, and he starts to rock his hips faster—fucking you with the intention to make you feel him in your guts.

“So tight for me, my love, god—” You cry out a moan, your hands gripping the sheets until your knuckles turn white as Kuroo fucks you through your fourth orgasm for the night.

This one feels like a snap against your clit, an explosion of heat and buzzing pleasure spreading throughout your body, and your vision turns blurry as you shake.

But that’s not the only thing.

“Fuck, baby, keep going,” You faintly hear Kuroo’s voice, but you have lost every sense of self and feeling to know what he’s talking about and the fact that you’re squirting all over his dick—soaking the bed and his thighs in the process.

He continues to fuck you through it—leaning down to kiss you with his tongue licking inside your mouth like he needs to taste every inch of you—

And all you do is lay there and take it, silent tears running down your cheeks as he pumps his fat cock into your squirting pussy—all abused and puffy and drenched—until his dick finally throbs, letting out thick spurts of cum inside you.

Filling you up like he said he would.

“You’re such a good girl, taking me all so well like a good little slut, baby,” Kuroo mumbles against your quivering mouth, licking your lips and then your cheek to catch a few tears. “I’ll make sure you keep all of it, okay?”

You’re so fucking out of it.

You don’t care about the mess or how dirty you are.

Your eyelids are ready to drop and you’re so close to passing out that you move with little resistance as Kuroo carefully turns you on your side to lay on the bed—and he goes to lie down, cock still inside you, pulling your back flush against his chest, your fluids and sweat mixing seamlessly.

He kisses your neck and holds you tight, both of you breathing heavily as your bodies move in tandem, making you keep his dick warm for the time being to make sure his cum stays inside.

And then—

“You okay?”

Even though sex with Kuroo is always mind-blowing.

Without a doubt one of the best things to experience in life—

The way he treats you after?

The tender kisses, light touches, words full of praises and affection right after?

That’s what you love just as much.

He knows how to make you feel loved—secure—after sex.

You hum, sleepy and sluggish, and snuggle up to him, your pussy still twitching every now and then as you two lay there, cuddled and basking in the other’s warmth. “I’m okay.”

He’s the sweetest man you’ve ever been with, treating you better than you’ve ever known by other people—even if he fucks you like you’re a whore sometimes.

And you honestly wouldn’t ask for it any other way.

End.

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jamminlocks · 5 months

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Birthday Night {Akaashi x Reader}

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Tags: F/M, post time-skip, established relationship, birthday fic, soft Akaashi, afab reader, soft reader, Fluff, tooth aching fluff, Domestic Fluff, kissing, sfw, no smut, slightly suggestive in the end Word count: 1,135 Summary: though it's his birthday, a wonderful and acceptable reason to drink with friends, Akaashi made the active choice to just go home to simply get some rest and spend the night with you. A/N: a little something with the birthday boy :) [ao3]

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Exiting the station greets Keiji with early December weather. He makes his way to his apartment alone on his birthday. It's nothing to be sad about. His co-workers invited him to head out drinking, the drinks being on them. Bokuto invited hangout as well though there was no date for it. But, given that it's so early in the week and he still has Udai-sensei's chapter for the following weeks to be concerned about, with a lot of convincing, His gift of free drinks will be given on Saturday instead. While Bokuto's offer, on the other hand, had to be postponed for some time in the near future to at least before the year ends.

He left work and went his way home early, a rare occasion. Much like anyone else exhausted mentally and physically, Keiji tries to hurry home. Hurrying home not only to finally relax, but he has actual plans for tonight.

From the opposite direction of the street, he sees someone in a white coat and scarf, carrying a box by the ribbon on one hand and two big bags on the other. Their walk is familiar to him. The closer they got it he recognizes who it was and it warmed his cheeks.

Its you.

The moment you see him, you smile and the stiffness on your face is gone in an instant. Keiji gets to the edge of the street first and watches you speedily, yet carefully walk to him.

"Good Evening," you said with the energy of a sunny morning.

"Good Evening," he returned. Although not matching your energy, your gladness is contagious to him. "Aren't you early from what you said?"

"I wanted it to be a surprise that I was early," you said, the smile not leaving your face. It seems to radiate even more with the different make up you have today, You show off the box. "See, I bought cake! Happy birthday!"

He smiles softly. "and the other bags?"

"your gift and food. I'll cook us dinner. I've got dishes in mind." You nodded to the street In front of you, a sign to start heading to his apartment. Before he started walking, Keiji took one bag from your hand.

"here, let me. Give me the other one too."

"you'll open the door, though."

"fare enough. Then hand me the heavier bag." And so you did.

Walking together on the way to his apartment, you both talk about how the day was. Keiji speaking of work and his co-workers, comparing Kuroo's enthusiastic birthday greeting from Kenma's normal one, and Bokuto's invite to hangout yet not having a scheduled date for it. The weight of exhaustion leaves him as he listens to your day, how exciting it was to choose the cake, how lucky you were to finally get the scarf you wanted. The distance between you two never grows wider, even while walking up the stairs in the case of his apartment.

Keiji digs through the pocket of his pants for his keys. "Why don't you go in first and set everything down?" He said.

You hum in agreement. After a click in the knob, Keiji swings the door and keeps it open for you then enters himself. Once inside, the tension in his head and back he didn't know he had disappeared. The comfort of his space is a relief. All he hears of you as he strips his scarf, coat and shoes are your foot steps and the crackling of the bag being opened. Keiji takes in the atmosphere you give his home, hoping that it will be the beginning of a peaceful evening with you.

He fixes his coat onto the wrack, or he tries. The change of temperature in the air left his glasses misty. As he tries to find his cloth for his lenses in one of his coat pockets. The weight of a body presses on to his back and a pair of arms wraps around his torso.

"Keiji~" you said in that low and playful tone you do when wanting his attention. You were patient with him, keeping your grim on him loose as he fixed his glasses.

One he was done and Keiji placed them back on his face, he turned and you adjusted with him, placing yourselves chest to chest with each other. Your coat and scarf were already gone.

"yes?" He asked. It's rhetorical, really. In that he knows you aren't really asking for anything that can't be answered with his affection. wrapping he own arms around, he brings you in tighter. A kiss to your forehead was his 'thank you' for the hug. But before he could pull away, you lean in to peck on his cheeks. It's gentle and teasing, making Keiji hum, a bit tickled.

Then, you kiss him on his lips, light and fleeting. He thought you were done but one kiss led to another. From the way your arms are firmly on him, it was clear you had no intentions on letting him go just yet. Basically trapping him. So he mirrors your affection, kissing you back with the same gentleness, maybe a little more, but nothing too much.

The sensation of your lipstick is slightly sticky, but it doesn't take away from the warmth and softness of your lips with each little kiss. Slowly, his hand reaches to trace up your back. You, in turn, finally let go of him from your embrace, only to slither your hand up and cup his face.

Its warm, intoxicating. His cheeks being caressed by your finger as kiss and nip on and on the side of his lips. relaxing to his tired nerves. So relaxing in fact that he didn't even realize he was falling a little bit backwards until his back is against the door. Nice as this is, if this keeps up, he knows the rest of the night won't go as he and you planned. The food will be neglected as well.

He takes over a little, nipping and sucking on your bottom lip before firmly placing his hands on your hips and politely pushing you off him. With the way you look at him with a half-lidded gaze, it was clear you don't want it to be over, neither did he.

"don't get too carried away. We just got here," he reminds you.

"I know," you said. Despite saying this, you lean on him again, wrapping his waist once more and kissing his cheek, moving slowly down his neck. It heats Keiji up all over. "I missed you. Happy birthday, Keiji," you said, not entirely sultry, your earnestness showing more. He'd almost laugh, given he last saw you a few days ago. Still he understands your sentiment. It's hard for him to ask you stop, especially when your kisses feel so nice. But, really, the two of you won't leave each other's touch all night if this keeps going.

Keiji takes your arms and pushes them away. You are quick to understand that he is serious, so you pull back. He cups your cheek for you to face him. Seeing that your lipstick smudged to the side, he tries to wipe it with his thumb. The attempt makes you smile.

He smiles too. "Thank you, really," he said kissing you one last time before he is done for now. "We should get dinner ready."

"okay," you head off first, returning to the kitchen.

"I'll help you," he calls

"okay, I'll season the meat first!"

Keiji walks in front of the mirror close to the main door, about to fix his shirt to some capacity, though he doesn't think you did too much to wrinkle it more. What he first sees is his lipstick stains you left, from his neck, cheeks, and especially his lips, practically tinted its shade. He wipes the ones on his neck and it comes off quite easily, to his surprise and disappointment. His laugh is mixed in with a blissful sigh. He considers if he'll leave marks of his own on you later.

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a/n: it's bad enough that I don't post fics anymore. But here is something for you all since it's akaashi's bday. I won't be able to complete a whole fic again in a while because I have a thesis to write!! Please pray for me and my thesis everyone!! It will help in the quality of my fics, I promise

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koushuwu · 2 years

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Kink Collection - x Reader edition: Gaming

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pairing: Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader

summary: Kuroo was watching you okay Mario Kart, but your naked legs are highly distracting. oh and who says no to a good challenge?

tags/cw: afab!reader, sex while gaming, unprotected sex, established relationship, aged up, let me know if i’m missing something.

word count: 1,5k

a/n: first installment of the kink collection that i have decided to write. we might be making a bit of a stretch, calling this an actual kink, but sometimes a bit of a stretch is good, eh? (i’ll see myself out—). there will be both an x reader edition and a ship edition of all kinks in time. no editing we die like men idk.

He’d been watching you play Mario Kart for quite a while. That was something he actually enjoyed a lot, even if he didn’t actually play himself. You were into it, passionate even, that was the best way he could describe it. That’s why he enjoyed watching you play. Watching the way your face was lit up in joy. Today was no different. He enjoyed watching you. But something was different today.

“That motherfff—“ you swore at the CPU hitting you off the map with a red shell.

“Mh,” Kuroo grunted, only looking up for a moment, before his eyes diverted once more. You were splayed out on your stomach on the couch, naked legs slightly spread. Kuroo‘s gaze started by your ankles and slowly caressed its way up across your calves. He knew exactly what he’d find if he was to lift his gaze further towards the hem of your t-shirt dress, barely covering the curve of your ass. He knew, because that oversized t-shirt you liked to wear around the house, barely covered you up and the small panties he knew to be scarcely hidden right under the dark fabric of your shirt had him thinking all sorts of indecent thoughts. Part of him wondered if you did it on purpose. If you were trying to send his mind straight to the gutter. Because if you were, he hated to admit that you’d succeeded. If he was being honest, he didn’t even like to admit it to himself, even as he found himself reaching out for the exposed skin of your calf.

“Tetsu–,” you yelped and looked back at him sitting on the couch, when the warm pads of his fingers brushed against your leg. “Fuck-” the controller rumbled in your hands signalling that you’d hit the wall. Kuroo couldn’t help but chuckle at that.

“What?” He asked, as he lightly trailed various shapes against your calf. Gooseflesh broke across your skin.

“I’m gonna lose!”

“You? Lose?” At that, Kuroo let out another deep chuckle. “I thought you said you were good at this game,” he teased, touch inching higher, leaving a burning trail in the wake of his fingers. He was right. You had said that. And you were good at Mario Kart. Really good. You’d even managed to beat Kenma on a couple of occasions, and if that didn’t speak for something, you didn’t know what did. And so you told him.

“I am good.” The thing was, that on those occasions, you hadn’t been subjected to the insistent touch of your longterm boyfriend beckoning your attention away from the screen and the game.

“Are you now?” Kuroo asked, a smirk audible in his voice as he shifted on the couch, letting his hands travel up to the plush of your thighs, ghosting the inside of your knees on the way. Despite the tingles that shot through your body, you kept your gaze fixed on the screen, determined to make up for the lost time when you’d hit the wall earlier. You were competitive at best, and Kuroo definitely knew what he was doing when he said; “Prove it.” You shot him a quick look over your shoulder.

“‘s that a challenge?”

“Definitely,” he said, caressing your inner thigh with featherlight touches as he shifted on the couch. Hovering above you, he leaned down and let his lips grace the shell of your ear, voice dropping low. “Don’t lose.” A shiver ran along your spine as Kuroo’s words settled and he reached over with his other hand, clicking the button to move on to the next game of the grand prix. All the while his other hand trailed further up, teasing the up most of your inner thighs, pushing back a little and craning his neck to catch a glimpse of your panties peeking out under the bottom of your t-shirt.

“Watch me,” you said, accepting the challenge with steely determination.

“Oh don’t worry,” he said, and you could quite literally hear the smirk in his voice. His hands moved, fingers brushing over the already damp patch forming on your panties. “I intend to.” The heat spreading across your skin intensified, prickling across your skin at the low rumble of Kuroo’s voice.

As your race started, and you mashed the acceleration button to achieve the speed boost at the beginning, Kuroo’s fingers moved fast, pushing your panties to the side and slipping his fingers through your sticky folds. Covering his fingers with your slick, your boost flopped as one finger prodded against your wet entrance, breath hitching.

“Uh-oh. Careful,” he teased and pushed further in. “Wouldn’t want to lose right from the start.” His voice was breathless, hushed, and you found yourself sucking your lower lip in between your teeth. Determinate.

As you made it through the first lap, steadily catching up and taking the lead, Kuroo let out a strained sound. He could feel the way you sucked his fingers into your warmth. He could see the way your skin flushed. But you weren’t slipping up. His patience was though. It slipped and his cock was throbbing relentlessly in his boxers. He needed to feel you. and he needed it right then and there. And thus, he was going to have you. Slipping his fingers from your heat, Kuroo coaxed your hips to rise as he ripped your panties out of his way. His own clothes followed close behind. Shirt torn over his head and both jeans and boxers kicked off, slipping down to the floor.

“Kuroo—“ His cock jumped as you whined his name and instinctively spread your legs further open for him to position himself behind you.

“You’re so fucking hot like this.” The couch dipped and a moment later you felt him pressing against your entrance. “So hot,” he repeated and pushed against you with a hand splayed across your back, the other guiding his cock, as he wasted no time before pushing the tip inside.

“F-fuck—“ the hiss whistled past your lips before you had the chance to stop it, as Kuroo’s cock speared you. Steady, swiftly, he sank inside to the hilt. His fingers curled, digging into the skin of your spine.

“Shit,” he agreed. Letting his head fall, forehead resting against your shoulder, you tried not to let the feeling of him filling you up distract you. “Keep going,” he murmured, turning his head to nuzzle into the crook of your neck. Biting your neck you nodded.

Kuroo didn’t stop. He did not spend time letting you adjust. He knew the two of you fit well together after numerous years together. He knew what made you tick and what you could take, you’d made sure of that. So Kuroo didn’t halt. Instead he sunk his teeth into the soft skin of your shoulder and pulled back, just to dive back in and skillfully set a pace he knew you liked. A pace you’d guided him into multiple times.

As Kuroo bullied his cock into you again and again, your skin felt scorching and your grip on the controller tightened until your knuckles turned white. His hands snaked around your body, underneath your shirt, teasing lightly across your skin on their way to your chest. Fingers rolling your nipples, making you yelp in surprise.

The fourth and last race of your grand prix had started and with Kuroo repeatedly drilling his cock inside of you, your head was spinning and concentrating got harder and harder, although you did manage to keep your lead intact.

“Kuroo please, I’m—“ your body was hot. Your walls constricted and your stomach had turned into a tight familiar knot.

“Win first. Then— then you can cum.” Kuroo groaned, slowing his pace. One hand made it’s way between your body and the couch, pressing down against your clit. His fingers slowly circled your nub, almost lazily in tact with his now slowed pace. The whine that sounded deep in your throat had his chuckling. “Almost there, baby,” he mumbled against your ear. And he was right. You were almost there. You were. The finishing line was in sight and you’d cross it in a matter of seconds. You clamped down around him, silently begging him to go faster. No. To go harder. You were almost there. You were going to win.

Kuroo snapped his hips hard, slamming into you with a brutal force, as if on queue, the moment you passed the finishing line and the word goal graced your screen. The controller clattered onto the floor and a loud moan ripped from your chest. His fingers pressed down harder, his cock harshly thrusting into your cunt, ripping the moans from you, rapidly forcing you towards your climax, and mercilessly shoving you over the edge.

Your orgasm hit you hard, pleasure washed over your body, and clamping down on Kuroo’s cock just right, he tumbled right over the edge with you with a series of sloppy, uncoordinated thrusts and a babbling of praises against the skin of your neck.

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rose-tinted-kalopsia · 3 months

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mdni. it goes without saying, but if you are under 18 or are an ageless blog, please do not request/send asks to me! i will delete requests from ageless blogs.

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please be patient with requests. i am a post-graduate student with a part-time job, and other side projects lined up. this is just a fun little thing for me to write some nsfw when i feel inspired, so i may get to requests pretty slowly.

requests are encouraged, but not promised! while i'll try my best to get to every request, i only write requests i feel like writing. if it's not up my alley, they will probably go unanswered, but please don't take it to heart!

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nsfw tropes i will definitely write:

body worship

praise kink

soft dom/sub dynamics

somnophilia

edging/orgasm denial

unprotected sex

cum play/cum eating

creampie/breeding kink

cockwarming

food kink/food play

frottage/dry humping

sensory play

size kink

corruption kink

temperature play

pseudo-cest

exhibitionism

voyeurism

nsfw tropes i will NOT write:

pedophilia

age play

ddlg/ddlb/daddy/mommy kinks

rape/non-con

piss/scat

vomit

breath play

spanking

hard dom/sub dynamics

hard bondage

dacryphilia

A/B/O dynamics

secondary tropes i will definitely write:

fluff

hurt/comfort

hurt/no comfort

angst

sickfic

pining/yearning (one-sided, mutual)

sky/star/universe themes

ocean/water themes

fire themes

unrequited love

songfics

AUs: hanahaki, royal, coffeeshop, florist, academic, modern, magic, highschool, college

Dynamics: master/servant, royal/servant, doctor/patient, teacher/student, best friends to lovers, academic rivals to lovers, black cat/golden retriever, fell first/fell harder, star-crossed lovers, sun/moon

secondary tropes i will NOT write:

horror

gore

arranged/forced marrige or relationship

fandoms and characters i will write:

love & deepspace : xavier, rafayel, zayne, caleb, jeremiah

haikyuu : hinata, kenma, sugawara, shirabu, nishinoya, yaku, alisa, kiyoko, akaashi, kuroo, oikawa, kunimi

blue lock : chigiri, nagi, isagi

stray kids : felix, seungmin, hyunjin, han, lee know

tower of god : khun a.a., khun hachuling, baam, viole, hwaryun, endorsi, hatz, lauroe, hockney, yasratcha, garnak

bungou stray dogs : chuuya, dazai, atsushi, ranpo, nikolai

final fantasy 16 : joshua rosfield, clive rosfield, gav

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animethottywithnobody · 2 years

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“I wanna ride, I wanna ride”

~ Bokuto x Thigh Riding

CW: nsfw, dom! Bokuto, sub! reader, black-coded reader, afab reader, pet names are used (‘baby’ is used heavily), Bokuto being cute as always, reader gets embarrassed but sexy as always

WC: 2k

Synopsis: You’ve been friends with Bokuto and Akaashi since you both started high school, now you both are in your junior year of college and your friendship is still going strong. So is it wrong that you always fantasize about Bokuto’s thighs?

AN: I’m so sorry that I haven't posted anything in so long! Work, school, and writer's block have been kicking my ass! But I have a goal and I intend to pass it. But past that this is a rework of one of last year’s kintober posts. Gotta write agbout my baby Bokuto and his lovely thighs.

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Second Person Pov

You and Akaashi walk through the hallway slowly as you both discuss something your teacher had mentioned in class when you feel muscular arms wrap around your waist tightly as a head of white and black hair rests on your shoulder. You stop and smile as you put a hand on the head, rubbing the hair gently.

“Hey Ko. How was class?” You greet him with a gentle voice while Akaashi shakes his head at how you play right into Bokuto’s antics. He always tells you not to baby Bokuto but you just can't help it with how adorable he is.

“It was so boring without you guys,” You can see his peppered hair fall as his lips pout softly before he turns his head and mumbles into your neck softly. “I missed you. I want to have a class with you and Akaashi too! It’s not fair that I’m left out.”

You look over at Akaashi with a smile that holds back the giggle caught in your throat while he shakes his head softly, something he does a lot when he’s around you both before he gives Bokuto a stern look. “Bo, we live in the same apartment and you see y/n almost every single day. Isn’t that enough?”

Bokuto glares at him and shakes his head as he pulls you closer causing you to giggle and pat his head gently. “How about I hang out with you guys today? Would that make you happy Bo?”

He lifts his head with a giant smile, nodding his head enthusiastically as he grabs both your and Akaashi’s hands, dragging you both. “That would make me a lot more than happy! If we go right now we can play games and watch all the Maze Runner movies before Y/n has to go home.”

Akaashi pulls the hand Bokuto was holding to halt his movement as he sighs softly. “I can’t hang out today, Tetsuro and I have a project we need to start working on today.”

You and Bokuto looked at Akasshi with tiny pouts before you pull both boys into a hug, mumbling softly. “We’re gonna miss you today Keiji and it would’ve been fun with Tetsu there too.”

Akaashi kisses your head gently as he rubs Bokuto’s back before he pulls out of the hug to go meet up with Kuroo. Bokuto holds onto you a little longer before he lets go, grabbing your hand and pulling you toward his apartment. He’s excited the whole time and talks about all the stuff you guys can do with the time you have with each other.

Once you both reach the apartment, you change into clothes you have at their place since you come here so often. You’re at their place so much that you have clothes for almost every occasion, they’re kept in Bokuto’s room since he insists he’s the best one to protect your stuff. You guys play Call of Duty, Minecraft, and Roblox. You both have a pillow fight and a baking contest before you guys settle down and start watching the first movie in The Maze Runner Trilogy.

You both cuddle on the couch and share a giant fluffy blanket, one you convinced Akaashi was essential for when they were moving in. His big hands are on your legs which are laying over his thighs as he’s so engrossed in the movie as if you guys haven’t watched it over seven times already. But while Bokuto was acting as if he doesn’t know what’s happening with Thomas and his friends, you’re so focused on his thighs that sit plump under your legs.

You have a thing for thighs but especially Bokuto’s thighs which never disappoint thanks to volleyball and all the other exercise he does. It’s a good thing Bokuto likes to flex because he always asks you to touch his muscles and when it comes to his thighs, how could you ever say no? Every time they’re exposed, your eyes linger on them longer than they should and your hands always happen to ‘accidentally’ brush his thighs. It’s getting to the point where the word ‘sorry’ is in your vocabulary every time you’re together just regarding his thighs.

You don’t realize you were so far in your fantasies that you started rubbing your legs together until Bokuto squeezes your thigh gently causing you to look up at him only to be faced with a look of concern. “You okay? You keep moving around.” The worry in his eyes makes you feel so guilty but all you can do is give some lame excuse.

“Huh? Oh, I’m fine Bo. My legs are just a bit cold.” You give him a weird laugh hoping he’s going to believe the bullshit you’re trying to give him as truth.

He stares at you for a bit before he lets out an airy chuckle and pulls you into his lap, holding you gently as he leans close to your ear. “Is that better?” His voice barely above a whisper, ripping your ability to speak so only give a weak nod is given as a response.

For a bit, you both focus on the movie but your movements never stop, eventually you end up sitting on his left thigh. Your mind starts running rampant and Bokuto only made it worse when he pulls you back against his chest with his hands wrapped around your abdomen while his head rests on your shoulder. The action of pulling you back makes you grind against his thigh, causing you shiver and stiffen but he might’ve thought it was from his breath gently hitting your neck so he mumbles an apology and kisses your cheek lazily.

The atmosphere between the two of you is heavily sexual, so heavy that your mind feels foggy. You slowly start moving your hips against his thigh. It’s barely anything but already the pleasure you feel from it is amazing. You’ve never had the pleasure of riding thighs before but you’ve always imagined it, mainly with Bokuto’s thighs in mind but to actually experience it is something completely different. You keep your movements subtle, going as far as stopping every so often so you can use the excuse of ‘getting comfortable’ again.

You don’t even realize that you start speeding up, getting more desperate and needy for the feel of him. You don’t notice the soft moans that start leaving your plump lips as your eyes close the more you lose yourself in the pleasure. You don’t notice his hands slowly sliding to your hips, guiding your movements gently. You don’t notice that his head leans more into your neck and that his breath is getting heavier. You don’t notice him rutting against your back from time to time.

“You enjoying yourself baby?” Your eyes fly open as you stop abruptly, about to turn around but Bokuto’s hold on your waist stops you. “What’s wrong? We’re having so much fun, don’t stop now.” He kisses up your neck gently until he reaches your ear. “Go on baby, keep getting off on my thigh.”

“Kotaro! It’s not- look I-I know how this seems but- look Bo I’m- I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.” You put your hands to your face, feeling so embarrassed.

“If anyone’s embarrassed, it should be me.” Bokuto slowly starts grinding against your back, moaning softly while you bite your lip gently. “You see how I react to you?” He moves a hand in your shorts to feel the wet spot on your underwear. “You see how you react to me? At least use me to make yourself feel good, please?”

The desperation in his voice makes your head feel hazy. “Bo, is this not weird to you? If we continue with this, we’re pushing our friendship to something more.” You gasp slightly and put your hands on his knee when he starts moving your hips slowly.

“What’s wrong with that? I’ve always thought you were pretty and you have some kind of feelings for me or my thighs for a while now.” He kisses your neck gently, noticing that you tensed up a bit. “Just relax and let yourself feel good right now.” You relax a bit but not enough to continue properly. “Can I help you relax?”

You turn your head to look him in the face as you nod your head slowly. He smiles softly as he gently taps your thigh whispering a soft ‘up’ so you stand up. He keeps eye contact with you as he pulls down your pants and underwear, letting them fall down your legs before pulling you back on his thigh so you were facing him this time. “Damn your so wet baby. You really enjoyed it, huh?”

You hide your face in his chest, feeling the chuckle he lets out vibrate through you. Bokuto starts to slowly bounce his legs causing you to moan and grab his shirt tightly. You slick coating his thigh, sliding down onto the couch beneath the two of you. “Ah fuck, I love seeing that pretty pussy dripping down my thigh. Ugh, I wanna taste you so bad baby.”

His words make you feel butterflies in your pussy especially when he stops bouncing his leg to hold your hips and move you along his thigh faster, pressing you against the muscle harder. Whines fly from your mouth at the pleasure you feel since it’s so new and so good. You lose all thoughts of what you’re doing being wrong, letting yourself fall back onto it as you start taking control of the movement of your hips again. “Fuck yeah baby, you sound so pretty. Keep fucking yourself on my thigh beautiful, use my thigh to make yourself feel good.”

Bokuto flexes his thigh as he starts moving two rough fingers against your clit in rhythm with your movements. The whole experience feels so euphoric, you swear you’re floating. This was a moment you only dreamed of, a figment of your imagination that has come true. You feel yourself getting pulled closer and closer to your release as everything feels like it’s going to crash down on you. Your head falls against his chest as you beg him. ‘Bo, please! Fuck- w-wait! I’m going to-ugh- I’m going to cum- wait!”

A smirk grows on his face as he gently pushes your hand away because you’re trying to stop his movements. “I’m just helping you cum baby. Don’t you wanna cum for me?” You raise your head, nodding frantically as drool drips down the side of your mouth. “That’s a good girl. Baby, can you keep your eyes open as you cum? I want you to see who’s making you feel like this.”

His encouragement and praise push you closer to cumming as a knot tightens in your stomach. Your movements get sloppier and sloppier as you get closer. “That’s right pretty girl, cum for me.” He encourages you as he pinches your clit. The action surprises you as you cum, making a mess of his thigh and hand. He slows his fingers on your clit just so he can get you down from your high, careful not to overstimulate you too much. “You did so good baby, I’m so proud. Did you enjoy that?”

You nod your head lazily as you giggle softly. “Of course, I enjoyed that Bo but we should probably clean up before Keiji comes home.” He pouts softly as you gently move a hand up to play with his hair. “Next time I’ll make sure you get taken care of as well. Would do it now but we’re on a time crunch.”

Bokuto stays quiet for a bit before he perks up and stares at you with lust-filled eyes. “How about I text Akaashi to come back tomorrow? I hate to be greedy but I need you tonight, right now.” He lifts you up and practically sprints to his room.

“Wait, Bo! Text him before you start anything!”

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savoryscribbles · 2 years

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*＊✿❀face sitting headcanons with my fav shiraatorizawa and nekoma boys!!❀✿＊*

request: “can i please request some face sitting headcanons for shiratorizawa and nekoma bois with a fem so? thank you!”

pairings: kenma x afab!gn!reader, kuroo x afab!gn!reader, ushijima x afab!gn!reader

tags: pussy eating, face sitting, thighs :D

warnings: fem language but no use of she/her or fem pet names

word count: 393

a/n: m'sorry, i don't really write fem!reader, but i did do afab!reader, the only difference being i didn't mention pronouns! also, sorry these are short! its really all i could come up with haha.

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kenma:

loves it!!! he can be a bit lazy, and sometimes he just wants you close to him... so the solution? face sitting!!! loves the feeling of your thighs squishing the sides of his face, literally cant get over it

loves it so much but so shy about it too lmao

he'll walk up to you in an oversized hoodie and puppy dog eyes and be like "sit on my face pwease"

to him, face sitting = morning sex, is actually confused if you ask for anything else in the morning

also,,, wont hold you? like his hands are either at his side, behind his head, or stroking his dick. you have do to all the work, smh...

kuroo:

another one who loves it(tbh all three of these boys do)

much more handsy, will pull you down on him... so don't try going anywhere mk?

this is just a general pussy eating headcanon but eh, eats it like he's starving. always.

very messy too, especially when you're on top. spit everywhere, your juices all over his face, etc.

not sloppy though, very meticulous about his messiness.

askes in the weirdest times too. you both will be grocery shopping and he’ll whisper in your ear “babe wanna sit on my face?” while your literally just comparing prices of two brands.

he says he eats pussy for his pleasure, but he actually taught himself how to please you best.

but how he learned how to please you?

he made you sit there for hours!

anything that got any sort of positive reaction he keeps in the back of his head for future use

ushijima:

while he isn’t very vocal about how much he enjoys it, but he does, just as much as the other boys

but isn't shy about it either, like he isn't afraid to ask, cause sometimes when he comes home all tired from training, you sitting on his face is just what he needs

sometimes he holds you, sometimes he doesn't. if he is he’ll be running his hands along your sides.

to me he doesn't seem like he’d enjoy you sucking/jerking him off, i think he gets a surprisingly large amount of pleasure from pleasing you

he was a natural too, as much as i love awkward ushi not knowing how to touch you, he was just good at it from the start.

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