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#ukai keishin x reader
bleubrri · 1 year
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۪۫ ༄ؘ ˑ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ — ʜᴀɪᴋʏᴜᴜ
ft daichi / tsukishima / ukai / ushijima
summary: haikyuu boys realising they have a thing
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༄ؘ ˑ SAWAMURA DAICHI — MARKING
running your teeth over the calloused tips of his fingers before taking them into your mouth is something daichi is used to. what he’s not used to is the feeling of your hand replacing the heat of your mouth, pumping him with languid strokes while you sink your teeth into his hip and bite. a strangled sort of noise leaves him, like he can’t decide whether to yelp or moan.
“what are you doing?”
“sorry.” you flash him a sheepish smile and press your lips over the reddened indents of your teeth. something swirls in his gut and daichi can practically feel his pupils dilate at the sight of the shallow imprints of your canines in his skin. claiming.
“no it—” he swallows thickly, broad chest heaving when you squeeze him at the base. your cheek is resting against his thigh, his aching length obscuring his view of your doe-eyed expression. “feels good.” he says, slipping a hand into your hair.
“really?” you look proud, eyes twinkling with delight as you trail your lips across his skin.
“mm, will you do it again, baby?”
this time, you can feel his dick twitching in your grasp when you nip at the sensitive flesh of his inner thigh. you’re jerking him with slickened strokes, your other hand caged between the mattress and digging crescents into his ass.
your mouth feels like it’s everywhere, and when he’s coming down from his high, spent and coated in a sheen of sweat, it looks like you have been: the corded muscle of his thighs is tender to the touch and covered in bruises. hues of raspberry and darkened plum sucked into his skin and teeth marks glistening with saliva that he wears like a badge of honor.
༄ؘ ˑ TSUKISHIMA KEI — HAIR PULLING
honestly, he has no idea what he’s doing. he’s never gone down on anyone before, but it’s easier than he thought, and you seem to be enjoying it. he’s hesitant at first, just exploring your folds, running his tongue along every part of you until he finds something that makes your breath hitch. you’re so.. receptive, muffled sounds of pleasure slipping from your lips and guiding him to focus in on what you like.
he makes a very interesting discovery when he curls his tongue inside you and you clench around him, a hand flying into his hair and gripping blonde locks between your fingers. he blinks, does it again, and you sing for him.
“fuck, tsukki, right there—” your nails are grazing his scalp as you tug him closer and he shivers, grips your hips and lets himself be shoved further into your cunt. his spine is tingling, nose pressed into your clit as he buries himself in your pussy and maps out your insides until your soaked walls are moulded to the shape of his tongue. he’s groaning into your heat when the flavour of you bursts across his tongue, lapping at your release and urging you to tug.
he mumbles something that gets lost in the lewd slurping between your legs, and when your hand slips away and you start to wriggle from his grasp, he snaps his head up and yanks your wrist back into his hair.
“harder.” he repeats it with so much fervour that all you can do is blink, slowly nodding in a lustful haze and guiding his mouth back to the apex of your thighs.
༄ؘ ˑ UKAI KEISHIN — BREEDING
the room is starting to get so hot that it’s making you lightheaded. ukai is hovering over you, pushing your knees further into your chest with each thrust as you desperately cling to his shoulders. the sticky tip of his cock hitting your g-spot has your nails reflexively dragging along the taut muscle of his back at a pressure that you both know will bloom angry red columns of scratches against his tan skin.
his cum has started to drip down the seam of your ass, sticky ropes of it beginning to coat his balls that press against you when he buries himself to the hilt and rolls his hips. it has your toes curling, your eyes hazy and pussy pulsing so hard you ache.
“‘m full keishi—hah!” you actually jolt beneath him when he presses a calloused thumb into the slick mess of your clit.
“one more.” he offers, “just one more, angel.” and it doesn’t take long either—all ukai has to do is picture you swollen with his seed, full tits and glowing features, and he’s releasing another load into your spent pussy with a drawn out string of expletives.
you’re reaching for him, navigating every hot curl of his tongue in a sloppy connection of your mouths while keishins hips fuck his cum back into you. he can feel your blissful smile against his lips, “that all ya wanted? hm? wanted me to fuck a baby into ya, sweetheart?”
༄ؘ ˑ USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI — LINGERIE
if he’s being completely honest he rarely pays attention to what you’re wearing before he fucks you—it’s coming off soon, so why think too hard about it? plus, he prefers you bare anyway.
but this, oh he likes this. and you can tell. you watch his adams apple bob when he swallows from his place seated on the edge of the mattress as you step out of the bathroom with a shy smile. you pad into the room, give him a little twirl as you present yourself to him. wakatoshi has to release the sheets clenched between his fists and remember to breathe.
“it’s cute, don’cha think?” you’re glimpsing at yourself in the mirror, adjusting a strap here, plucking at the fabric that sticks to you like second skin. he hums, feeling foolish for envying strips of lace and cotton.
wakatoshi reaches for your hip when you’re in his reach, pulls you to stand between his legs only for you to crawl into his lap. he can feel the heat of you, and if you notice the hardness between his legs you don’t comment on it. you’re nosing at his jaw, and he feels a groan bubbling at the back of his throat when you press your chest to his. nimble fingers tugging at the clasp between your shoulder blades pulls his focus from dragging his lips along the dips of your collarbone. when a large hand closes over yours and guides it away from your back, you fix him with a questioning look.
wakatoshi looks up at you through unfairly thick lashes, his mouth at your sternum pushing fire into your chest.
“keep it on, hm?”
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teamatsumu · 8 months
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kinktober 2023 - haikyuu edition
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So here is the complete masterlist i did for kinktober 2023, and it is an all haikyuu special! I’m excited to share all these with you and I hope you like them!
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Day 1: THIGH RIDING - Miya Atsumu x reader
Day 2: THREESOME - Bokuto Koutaro x reader x Akaashi Keiji
Day 3: PHONE SEX - Oikawa Tooru x reader
Day 4: SHOWER/TUB - Sakusa Kiyoomi x reader
Day 5: MUTUAL MASTURBATION - Kageyama Tobio x reader
Day 6: ORAL - Terushima Yuuji x reader
Day 7: ORGASM DENIAL - Matsukawa Issei x reader
Day 8: DOMINATION - Ushijima Wakatoshi x reader
Day 9: SKINNY DIPPING - Hinata Shoyo x reader
Day 10: VIDEO TAPING - Suna Rintarou x reader
Day 11: STRANGERS - Iwaizumi Hajime x reader
Day 12: PUBLIC PLAY - Tendou Satori x reader
Day 13: GROUP SEX - Seijoh 4 x reader
Day 14: AGE DIFFERENCE - Ukai Keishin x reader
Day 15: MORNING SEX - Bokuto Koutaro x reader
Day 16: DADDY - Miya Osamu x reader
Day 17: DIRTY TALK - Miya Atsumu x reader
Day 18: HAIR PULLING - Kozume Kenma x reader
Day 19: SPANKING - Iwaizumi Hajime x reader
Day 20: SCRATCHING - Bokuto Koutaro x reader
Day 21: WINDOW - Suna Rintarou x reader
Day 22: KNOT - Miya Osamu x reader
Day 23: VOYEURISM - Kageyama Tobio x reader x Oikawa Tooru
Day 24: CAR - Miya Atsumu x reader
Day 25: COCKWARMING - Sugawara Koushi x reader
Day 26: DEGRADATION - Sakusa Kiyoomi x reader
Day 27: HATE SEX - Kuroo Tetsuro x reader
Day 28: DOUBLE PENETRATION - Kita Shinsuke x reader x Miya Osamu
Day 29: BRAT TAMING - Kita Shinsuke x reader
Day 30: OVERSTIMULATION - Sugawara Koushi x reader
Day 31: BREEDING KINK - Miya Osamu x reader
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narumi-gens · 2 months
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just learned that nicotine constricts blood vessels, which can cause erectile dysfunction and now I can’t stop thinking about using that fact to finally convince ukai to stop smoking.
for all of your pleas about his health, the dangers of secondhand smoke, and how you want to spend a long life with him, nothing has ever stuck. he’s tried multiple times to quit, knowing how much you hate his smoking and knowing how bad it is for his health, but has never been able to give up the habit.
until one day you send him an article titled, The Connection Between Smoking and Impotence, and provide no further context. the flurry of messages he quickly starts to send in response go unanswered.
but when you get home from work, the apartment is a mess. all of the drawers in the kitchen are open. there’s a pile of jackets on the couch that have been pulled out of the closet. there are noticeably empty spots on the coffee table and kitchen table where two ashtrays used to be.
and the man himself looks just as frazzled. he has a trash bag in one hand and is digging through the bedside table with the other. his hair is a mess from where he’s clearly been running a hand through it all day. you can see a nicotine patch on one arm and how he’s angrily chewing on a piece of nicotine gum.
“keishin?” you ask, trying to keep the relief from your voice and the smile off of your face.
he glances up at you but quickly goes back to his search, coming up successful when he pulls a pack of cigarettes out of the drawer and shoves it into the trash bag that he’s holding.
“gotta quit smoking if I wanna keep my dick hard for you,” he grumbles but offers nothing else.
maybe you should be upset that it’s only when his cock is threatened that he shows this much urgency about quitting smoking, but if this is what it takes to make sure that the two of you get to spend a long and happy life together then you’ll gladly take it.
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blue-sadie · 5 months
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Assistant Manager
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Imagine:
Being your school's assistant manager of the volleyball team and just being the 'ray of sun shine' as the team calls you they all think you innocent and sweet but ukai knows you better he knows you better then anyone else would.
"Yeah that's it keep sucking who knew your mouth could do such foul things and in the storage room no less your just begging for someone to walk in aren't you"
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severelystrangewriter · 7 months
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Drunk Confessions (Flufftober 2023 Day 14)
Pairing: keishin ukai x female reader
WC: 678
Warnings: nudity (nothing explicit they shower together), mdni
Summary: you take care of your drunk boyfriend after a night out
Note: ukai is a big ole softie in this so ooc i guess? idc i love him
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It was late at night on a Saturday and you were finishing grading your students’ quizzes when your front doorbell rang, startling you. You carefully padded to the door, not expecting company, and you checked the peephole before furrowing your brows. You opened the door to reveal your boyfriend Keishin Ukai standing there with a lazy grin on his face.
“Did you forget your key again?” You asked, letting him into your shared home. He had gone out with his friends for a drink, and judging by his somewhat clumsy gait, he might’ve drank a bit too much.
When you got the door closed, he wrapped your arms around your middle, bringing you to his chest.
“I wanna cuddle,” He declared.
“Let me finish grading these last few papers and I’m all yours,” You replied, causing him to huff.
“But I missed you,” Ukai pouted at you.
You giggled, “You saw me a few hours ago.”
“I always miss you,” He buried his nose into your hair and inhaled deeply, “You smell so good.”
“Well you need a shower,” You pointed out, wrinkling your nose at the smell of sweat and alcohol.
“Yeah, yeah,” He let go of you and took hold of your hand, “Join me?”
You knew you probably weren’t going to get that grading done tonight, not when he was looking at you with the most prettiest pout. He would probably keep pestering until you said yes.
“Well I guess someone has to make sure you don’t drown,” You agreed with a teasing smile.
And so you led your boyfriend to the bathroom where you quickly got the shower started, finding a comfortable temperature that you both liked. He undressed himself and got in, and you followed suit. You had already taken a shower so you focused solely on getting Ukai cleaned up. You helped him wash his hair, massaging his scalp the way he liked and he left featherlight caresses to your skin as you worked.
It wasn’t sexual, and you didn’t feel an ounce of embarrassment as he gazed at you so lovingly, like you had hung the stars themselves. 
“Did you have fun?” You asked as you took a soapy washcloth and ran it over his chest.
He sighed at the feeling and nodded his head.
“I wish you could’ve come,” He said, and you cracked a smile. He was always so open and soft with you when he got like this. It was endearing.
“I’ll go next time,” You promised.
“Promise?”
“Pinky promise,” You held out your pinky to him, and he quickly circled his own around it. He then brought your hand closer to his lips and pressed a kiss to the back of it.
After he rinsed and dried off, you two made your way to the bedroom. He slipped under the cover and patted the space next to him as an invitation to join, which you did so happily.
A comfortable silence fell over you both and for a moment you thought he had already fallen asleep. It wouldn’t shock you, he’s been working hard balancing his time between you, work, and both volleyball team practices. It must be exhausting. 
“I can’t wait to marry you,” Ukai mumbled suddenly as he snuggled into you, causing you to blink in surprise.
“You want to marry me?” You repeated curiously. You had been dating for a bit, but this is the first time he’s even introduced the idea of marriage to you.
“Mhm,” He nodded and pressed a sleepy kiss to your neck, “My pretty little wife.”
Your heart fluttered at the confession. Even though he was drunk, you couldn’t help but feel like he meant it.
“And when we have kids, you’re gonna be the best mom.”
Butterflies erupted in your stomach at that. He wanted a family with you too? Before you could let your imagination run wild, your gaze softened as quiet snores finally fell from his lips, signaling he was asleep.
“I can’t wait to marry you too, Keishin,” You whispered back.
And you meant it.
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bowandcurtsey · 1 year
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When y/n tells them she's pregnant (haikyuu)
Happiest birthday to the hubby, Kuroo Tetsuro ♡→ܫ←♡ I'm keeping up with last year's tradition of writing a fic on his birthday <3
The my followers that have requested for the 1700 event, I'm working on them! although at a slower pace, since I've been busy IRL. And also because AU fics take longer to write heh!
Also, thank you for 1800 (o´ω`o)ノ♡
Kuroo | Bokuto | Sakusa | Ukai x f! reader tw: pregnancy
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Kuroo Tetsuro
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He was really really busy and had a few business trips so when you finally got to tell him, you were already into your pregnancy like 14 weeks.
He looked at you wide eyed with his mouth agape. And mind you, he still looked so handsome like that.
"baby, I-.." he trailed off and his body started to move towards you, instinctively or by his own will, you had no idea. but it was pretty funny to watch.
He was filled with so much emotions at the same time: firstly, his wife was already so many weeks pregnant and he only knew about it now, he already missed the first trimester with you and he feels so so so bad that he wasn't there for you.
Secondly, he was just so elated the love of his life, the woman of his dreams was carrying his child. you were pregnant. because of him and for him and the baby belongs to him and you belong to him.. He was just so happy.
And lastly, the idea of him being a dad.. He was excited yet a little scared at the same time. He thought about doing so many things with his baby. teaching him / her to ride a bike, to fly a kite and even to play volleyball. And he thought about having to care for and protect something for the rest of his life... would he be able to do it...?
"Tetsu," the sound of your voice made him focus on you, "we'll be okay."
You looked absolutely beautiful. He wrapped his arms around you. Carefully and gently, afraid of hurting you. "I love you so much, wifey. Thank you and I promise to love and protect the both of you forever."
He peppered your face in kisses, "we need to head out to buy baby stuffs soon, and we'll also need to register him or her in baby school.. Oh and we need to get a nanny..."
"Tetsu... calm down!"
Bokuto Koutaro
"huh?" was what he said.
"I'm pregnant, Kou."
"WHAT?!" he suddenly stood up and knocked down the chair he was sitting in. Thank god you decided to tell him at home or he'll make a ruckus outside. "HOW?"
He was a little out of his senses, and you had to give him the raised eyebrow. "What do you mean how?"
"I MEAN OH MY GOD BABY HOW BIG IS THE BABY?!"
"Kou, calm down!" you really had to tell him to stop and take a deep breath before telling him that you were only 8 weeks pregnant and that he needs to stop making a fuss.
And when he finally came to the realisation that you were going to be parents, he was over the moon. His grin was so huge, his lips was almost going to reach either side of his ears.
He wrapped you in a huge tight hug, "oh my god baby, I'm going to be a dad and you're gonna be a mom and we're going to raise a baby owl of our own!!"
"I'll teach him or her how to play volleyball! I'll go buy a soft volleyball tomorrow!"
"kou. it's way too early for that..."
"Why?! I can introduce it to them from your belly and they'll feel it, won't they?"
"I'm not to sure about that kou..."
"OH MY GOD BABY I'M GONNA CALL AKAASHI AND KUROO AND THE TEAM!!"
And off he goes spending an hour calling everyone and telling them the good news.
Sakusa Kiyoomi
He stared at you for so long, you had to wave in front of his face, "hello? anyone there?" you teased him.
He hugged you suddenly, catching you by surprise.
"I love you." he spoke so softly and gently, stroking the back of your head.
He pulled back and held your hands, "we need to think of a name."
"But dear, we don't even know the gender," you giggled, "i'm only 10 weeks in."
"we need to get ready. I'm going to decorate the nursery tomorrow."
"We still have time, let's take things slow, alright?"
"okay, please don't over exert yourself wifey." he stroked the top of your head and then he got up.
"Where are you going, ki?"
"I'm cleaning the house, we can't have you coming into contact with all the germs. It's gonna be dangerous for the baby."
You sighed a little, shaking your head because your husband has never changed since day 1.
"Also, I'm not letting Atsumu and Hinata and Bokuto near you. They are far too noisy for the baby."
You laughed, "would you take it a little more easy, honey?"
"yes I will. But baby please go wash your hands right now, and wear a mask if you need to head out." He then proceeded to take a small hand sanitiser and put it in your purse.
Ukai Keishin
He dropped his cigarette on the ground, picked it up immediately and put the fire out at once. He never smoked around you when you were pregnant.
"fuck," he smiled as he ran his hand through his hair, "we're gonna have a family, huh."
He was bursting with emotions and was smiling like a little kid who got his favourite candy.
He slowly walked over to you after composing himself and pressed a kiss on your lips before pulling you into a hug.
"I love you." he whispered into your hair.
You never saw it but he had tears brimming in the corner of his eyes.
"It's gonna be tough on you, baby..." he put his hand on your belly, gently caressing it, "I'll be here when you need me. Anything at your service."
"Don't you dare be difficult to your mom, or I'll kick your ass when you're out.." he spoke to your belly.
"I think it's too soon for him or her to understand, honey.."
"never too early to discipline them, baby!!" he said matter of factly, "heh. I'm gonna call gramps. he'll be happy to hear this."
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Nicotine Kisses
Paring: Ukai Keishin/ Trans Male reader Warnings: Smoking, mentions of marijuana use Summary: You always watch the store while Keishin is coaching, you always greet him with a kiss and a fresh cigarette when he gets back. Tonight, the team joins him to pick out their promised after practice snacks.
Back when Keishin had taken the coaching gig it was meant to be temporary. He was going to coach the local volleyball club, the Crows, as he'd taken to calling them, for couple of weeks through the end of training camp. You had a feeling though, despite the promises of "it's only a couple weeks," Keishin gave that this would become a permanent thing. He was too much like his father to stay away from the court for long. Despite this, you still agreed to watch the store in the evenings while he was away. As the weeks rolled on it became a familiar routine. During the day you worked on your manuscript, and in the evenings you manned the store for the few hours that Karasuno ran practice. Around nine pm Keishin would come back, you'd share a kiss, a cigarette, or something stronger if the day called for it, and then close up the store together amicably chatting about your day. Or rather, listening to Keishin talk about the flock of Crows he had acquired. The team came into the store often enough, that you were familiar with them as a group. Though you wouldn't be able to assign the names you heard to the faces without a proper introduction, and you didn't see that happening any time soon.
"I may bring the kids by after practice today, they've been working hard this week and I want to show them i appreciate their effort." He sounds so serious but you can't help the small smile that curls at your lips. Despite his best efforts, he's gotten attached, and you find it cute. "Is this your way of asking me to set aside eleven pork buns and a curry bun before the soccer club destroys the hot foods stand again?" You're mostly asking to make sure you're writing it down correctly, not so much because you needed the clarification. "If you don't mind." He replies and kisses your temple before stepping out of the store. You rolled your eyes in the empty store but you were still smiling as you put the buns in a basket and tucked it up under the front counter. It was better to have them set aside now than risk forgetting. Especially since the soccer club and whatever students may have stayed late to study would likely be your only customers until Keishin called practice to a close.
Come nine o'clock you were running mostly on auto pilot. You smiled gently when you spotted Keishin walking through the door, taking a moment to note that it was odd of him to come through the front, but you still met him at the counter with a kiss and a lit cigarette. Only to be interrupted by a cat call and a cry of "Get it coach!" Keishin took it in stride, only chuckling against your lips before pulling away, taking the cigarette with him. "Tanaka, Nishnoya, extra laps tomorrow." He remarked without looking over his shoulder, and you noticed to of the boys flinch, "Y/N did you set aside what I asked for earlier?" "Of course." You pull the basket from beneath the counter, "All still freshly warm." The group of teens in the store lets out a collective cheer and descends on the basket. Snacks in hand, they thank Keishin, and some of them even you after a moment of thought, then make their way into the night. "I didn't expect you to kiss me in front of the kids" Keishin half laughs handing the cigarette of to you. "i, uh, might have forgotten you were bringing them by." You reply exhaling the smoke with your words, "I thought you were bringing Takeda in for a drink." "He wants to wait until after the tournament. Something about having something to celebrate." He says as he switches the door sign to closed, "So tonight it's just us."
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nkogneatho · 11 months
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imagine ukai aka the hottest coach alive is coming home stressed, sits down on the balcony and smokes a cigarette…
and that’s where you get in and take the smoke he blows out in your mouth, wanting to help him “relieve his stress”-
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—cw: gn!reader, suggestive asf, smoking, making out.
Ight here we go lads.
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Keishin was someone you've rarely witnessed stressed. He was a man running his store, chilling with no worries. So when he came home with a frowned look on his face, you were quick to get worried.
"Kei? Is something wrong?" But he can't let his baby worry right? He wouldn't want to dump his stress on you.
"No, baby. 'm okay. Just gonna hop on the balcony for a smoke, ight?" He gave you a quick smile before walking towards the balcony. Ukai whipped out the packet of cigarettes, popped one of them up till the end was balancing between his mouth while he searched for a lighter. Unfortunately his pockets didn't have it. But that's where you came in, bringing him the cascade lighter that he loves so much. You lit it up and brought it near the tip of the cig. Ukai inhaled the smoke to burn the edges properly.
"Thank you baby," he said after exhaling the smoke. Just when he exhaled his second puff, you meddle between the railing of the balcony and your boyfriend, lips so close to his, an sucked in all of his plagued smoke. Ukai found it so hot the way your brows furrowed due to the strong burnt tobacco taste on your tongue and how you were staring at him.
Without a second thought, Keishin fisted your hair, and grabbed your lips with his. It was hasty. Moreover, Desperate. He was not thinking anything. Your teeth clashed a few times but he didn't pay attention to it.
"Oh you're being dirty, baby"
"jus' wanna make you feel better," you mewled, biting your bottom lip
"Shit. I am gonna fuck all my frustration into you, baby."
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suvidrache · 11 months
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Dating Coach Ukai
age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.
Word Count: 93 / Read it on AO3 | Offline Version
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He smokes, but would try to stop (only if it bothered you). He would often forget and try to go outside (it's a habit he has.)
Would talk to you all about volleyball and the game plans.
If you know nothing about it, he'd tell you all about it. He loves talking about it.
If you play volleyball, he'll help give you pointers on how to be better and even play with you!
After volleyball, he'd prefer a relaxing day, and on his days off, he'd be okay with having a fun day.
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© SUVIDRACHE — do not copy, translate, modify, or plagiarize my work. reblogs are appreciated!
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bellona-caeles · 2 years
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riding his face !multi character & fandom
haikyuu, dc, mcu, jjk, genshin impact with fem!reader
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he buries his face into your thighs, your core, as if trying to come even closer, not that it would be possible. he is passionate about eating you out, slurping and drinking you up, without an end in near sight. your moans pitch, you trash in his hold- but he simply won‘t stop. he‘s drunk, drunk on you, drunk on the fact he can eat you out and make you beg and cry for more, for him to stop. he never stops, only gives and gives, one more, just one more time.
bruce wayne, ITADORI YUUJI, nishinoya yuu, clint barton, GOROU
he rarely let‘s you ride his face, him laying on his back while you lower yourself on his waiting tongue. but once he puts his lips on you- you ride his face as if it is his cock, circling and thrusting into his mouth, juices wetting the lower part of his face, all while he watches you falling apart. here and there his teeth graze your clit, just shy away from taking a bite and it always leaves you breathless. you cum hard and strong, your thighs closing around his head, chest heaving while sweat runs down your body.
zen‘in naoya, clark kent, LOKI, ukai keishin, kamisato ayato
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BELLONA CAELES 2022
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teamatsumu · 7 months
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kinktober 2023 -> day 14
age difference - ukai keishin x reader
word count: 2,406
kinktober masterlist
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The bell above the door dinged as you entered Sakanoshita Mart, your ears immediately being filled with the soft retail music that has always played in the store. Your nose twitched with the smell of cigarette smoke, an old familiarity to the scent that you had come to associate with a certain man. Said man was sitting behind the counter, feet pulled up and crossed on the desk before him, ruffling through what looked like a sports magazine, and the same old cigarette dangling lazily from his lips. 
He briefly glanced up as the door chimed, before looking down at the magazine again. Seconds later his head shot up again, eyes wide this time, staring at you with his mouth dropping open, using a hand to pluck away the stick between his lips before it fell to the ground.
“Hi.” You smiled, still standing just inside the door, suddenly feeling shy after seeing his reaction. You had told yourself over and over that you would be confident when you met him again, that you would finally answer his sarcastic quips instead of just giggling silently at them like you used to. You weren’t the same as you were back in high school. And you needed to show him that.
Your little crush on Ukai Keishin was an age old story, starting from your third year in high school. You had been managing Kurasuno’s volleyball club when Takeda sensei brought Coach Ukai in, announcing that he would be taking the role his grandfather once held. You had sucked in a breath as you gazed at the man, taking in his casual orange hoodie and sweatpants, hair pulled back with a headband and the laziest little eye roll you had ever seen. 
You were enamored. 
That had been the start of your little schoolgirl crush, spending most of your time during practice staring at the man while he barked orders at the team. You had barely interacted that year, apart from volleyball related matters you needed answers to. You were unbelievably shy, and equally quiet. It had never bothered you, considering that you were surrounded by people who were larger than life and more than happy to take over the room. The year had been spent daydreaming about the Coach and taking in every little detail about him that you could.
That was three years ago. 
Miyagi had not changed upon your return from college. It was no Tokyo, of course, where you had spent the last three years, the city that changed you as a person, but there was still that quiet charm to Miyagi that Tokyo just couldn’t emulate, a deep understanding of nature that you had missed during college.
That, and Tokyo could never quite replicate the man who had periodically haunted your dreams since you graduated high school.
You thought of him every now and then, maybe once a week you would wonder what he was up to. You knew from old friends like Daichi that he was still coaching for Karasuno, and the thought made you happy. He had found purpose with your team and he had carried on that legacy. 
You wondered if the new managers thought of him like you did in your day. You wouldn’t be surprised. 
You watched him now as he pulled his legs off the counter and sat up straight, watched as he traced his eyes down your figure. It made your breath hitch, and you tried not to smirk.
You hadn’t just gained confidence in the last three years. Tokyo had been really good for your body too. And you knew what this sundress made you look like. There was a reason you had put it on today.
“Hi.” Ukai finally breathed in reply, after what seemed like an eternity. You smiled and stepped closer to the counter, hands meeting the surface softly when you reached him. You watched him squash the cigarette into an ashtray and throw the magazine next to it carelessly, giving you his full attention. 
“Didn’t know you were back in Miyagi.” He began, smiling up at you as he leaned against his arms on the counter. 
You shrugged. “There’s no place like home.”
You immediately cringed at your reply. Ugh, so corny. This is not how you wanted things to go today. You were supposed to act sexy and alluring. To pull him in. 
He chuckled a bit, resting his chin on the palm of his hand. His eyes never left you, only occasionally dipping down to look at your chest. You could tell he was trying to be subtle, but Ukai Keishin didn’t have one subtle bone in his body. The thought made you laugh internally. 
“How’re you doing?” He asked.
“Good! I’m good. You?” 
“Good.”
“Oh, good.”
You visibly did flinch this time, and Keishin snickered before standing up. You blinked in surprise when he leaned over the counter, closer to you.
“Why are you here, Y/N?” 
He had never called you by your first name before. You stared at him and how close he was. Merely ten inches or so away. And you couldn’t find your voice to answer his question.
“We’ve never been close.” He continued. “In fact, we barely spoke. You being here now, wearing,” a pause as his eyes skimmed over your figure, “that. There’s a reason for it. Tell me.”
Your heart was beating a mile a minute, nearly shivering when his eyes lingered on your deep neckline. Your face felt hot.
“I think,” you breathed. “I think it’s pretty obvious. Don’t you?”
He hummed before leaning back again, popping the little tension filled bubble you had created. You let out a breath, watching as he rounded the counter. You stayed rock still, ears perking up when you heard a little click, realizing it was the door being locked. Your nerves buzzed with excitement. Was this really happening?
You nearly jumped when his hand skimmed your side, fingers splaying out over the material of your dress. His breath brushed the shell of your ear, and your eyelids fluttered.
“I won’t do anything unless you say so.”
His voice was so low, so gruff, you bit your lip to keep from moaning. You could feel yourself getting wet at the proximity, wanting nothing more than to be closer to him. So you pushed back, your ass brushing his crotch. You sighed when you felt how hard he was, and the thought of it turned you on even more.
Keishin hissed at the contact, hands grabbing your hips tight to hold you in place.
“Don’t make me repeat myself.”
Oh fuck. You flushed. You had missed that, truly. You had missed him being authoritative and imposing, ordering around a whole team to do as he wished. 
“Ukai-san. Please.” You felt your face burn. “Want you.”
“Want me where?”
You whined, making him chuckle before he finally let your bodies come in contact. His front pressed to your back firmly, until you felt every shift of his muscles. His hands that were previously on your hips began to wander, stopping just below your breasts. His hot breath skimmed over the skin of your neck until goosebumps arose, and you pushed back against him again, this time harder.
“You naughty girl.” He breathed, teeth grazing over your skin before he bit down slightly. You leaned your head the other way to give him more access. “You came here just for this, didn’t you? You wanted to sleep with your old volleyball coach?”
At this point you were desperately grinding back on him, his lips mapping your neck like he was starved for you. 
“I don’t see you hesitating.” You replied, loving the push and pull of your bodies, loving how his hips chased after you when you pulled away from him even slightly. 
“You think I can resist this?” His hand traveled under the hem of your skirt, brushing your bare thigh. He traced the skin up, up, up until his fingers skimmed the edge of your panties. He dipped a fingertip into the fabric, feeling how soft you were, how warm you were. And wet. You were so wet for him.
“Fuck.” He groaned, pushing your panties aside just enough to slide a finger through your slit. The pad grazed your clit and you moaned loud, eyes closing in relief.
“You think I didn’t notice how much you stared?” He continued. “I knew. Way back then, I knew. See, I thought it was just a little crush. But here you are, three years later, all grown up and spreading your legs for me. Dirty girl. You’ve been wanting me all this time?”
You cried out when he chose that moment to sink a finger inside you, up to the knuckle, curling it immediately to rub your walls. You squirmed in his hold, but he was strong, strong enough to hold you in place and maintain the pace he had set inside you at the same time. 
“You’re so tight, baby.” He grunted out, another finger joining the first one. “You done this before?”
“I’m not a virgin!” You bit out, trying to keep your legs from shaking. 
Keishin laughed at that. “Sorry, sweets. Did I offend you?”
You wanted to say yes. Wanted to tell him you weren’t some goody-two shoes that he probably always thought you were. You wanted him to know that you wanted this. That you craved it. That the thought of sleeping with someone so much older, someone who had been a (sort of) teacher to you, was such a turn on that it made you drip right down his fingers and across his palm. 
The next second, all sensations left you. His fingers and his back disappeared, leaving you cold and empty. Your hands gripped the counter tightly as you watched him round it again, settling lazily into the chair and watching you with half-lidded eyes. You blinked at him in shock.
“You want it bad, right?” He started. “Came all the way here for it. Well, come take it.” 
He leaned back, spreading his legs. Your eyes fell to the massive bulge in his pants as he lit another cigarette, taking a long drag from it. 
You didn’t have to be told twice.
You shakily stumbled to where he was, wasting no time in bunching up your dress and swinging a leg over him to straddle his hips. His smirk was sleazy and so sexy, fumbling with the strings on his sweats to pull them down just enough that his cock sprang out, hard as anything and drooling at the tip. You licked your lips. 
You threw your head back and moaned in satisfaction when you finally sunk down on him, feeling him hit every spot right as he carved into you. He was bigger than any you’d ever had before. It felt heavenly, and as you watched him moan, eyes trained resolutely on you and cigarette still hanging from his lips, you felt like every dirty, wet dream you had ever had about the man was nothing compared to this. 
You rolled your hips, testing the waters with him. His jaw ticked and you knew he was clenching his teeth, hand running over your bare thigh. You reached up to pull the straps of your dress down, lowering the neck until your breasts popped out. 
“Oh, Jesus.” Keishin breathed, hand immediately reaching for one and squeezing. You started bouncing on his cock in earnest, loving the drag of him against your walls, but unable to go as deep as you would like, as deep as you knew he could go, unable to scratch that itch deep in your core. You whined.
“Ukai-san,” you bit your lip and gave him a pleading look. He stared at you for a few seconds before grinning, picking you up by the waist and pulling you off him. You stood on shaky legs, letting him manhandle you, turning you around and bending you over the counter, sliding back in immediately afterward like he couldn’t stand to be out of you for even one more second.
You nearly choked as he set a brutal pace, hands immediately scrambling to find purchase, anything to hold on to as he pounded into you. You let out a long, broken moan when he reached deep, deep inside you, toes curling from the sheer satisfaction of it. God, this was leagues above the dirty fantasies you had cooked in your head. Bent over this counter with your coach’s dick inside you. And he was so good, taking only a few thrusts to figure out the perfect angle to make you scream and clench around him, vision bursting with stars at the sensations coursing through your body. 
Fingers carded through your hair at the back of your head, pulling hard until you were arching off the counter and making contact with Keishin’s body, his other hand reaching up to pinch your nipple hard. You yelped. 
“Look at you,” he moaned, voice lower than you had ever heard it before. “Can’t stop screaming. Slut. Any of your college boys fuck you like this?”
You shook your head as much as his grip would allow, clenching harder around him at his words. You were being entirely honest. In your limited sexual experience, no one had come close to making you feel like this. Whether it was the raw anticipation of it, or if Keishin was really that good, you were already nearing your end. And it had barely been two minutes since he started.
He chuckled, sinking his teeth into your neck. Your eyes rolled up at the feeling. The knot in your stomach was getting tighter and tighter. 
“You needed me to make you feel good, huh?” He groaned into your neck. “Little princess wasn’t satisfied. Needed a man to show you how good a cock can feel.”
You screamed as your muscles seized and the knot snapped, your orgasm washing over you in waves. Keishin fucked you through it, cock driving into you at an unforgiving pace. Your breaths were broken and struggling, trying not to completely fall apart as your vision clouded with tears.
Keishin pulled out of you abruptly, turning you around and setting you on the counter. One look at your flushed, sweaty face had him humming in approval, hooking his hands under your knees to pull your legs apart.
“I’m not done with you yet.”
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narumi-gens · 2 years
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ukai keishin x gn!reader minors and ageless blogs dni
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ukai loves to spoil you. but not in a "buys you whatever you want" and "lavishes you with expensive gifts way." ukai spoils you in a softer way.
he saves the last slice of cheesecake in the fridge for you, telling you that he's not a big fan of cheesecake because he thinks it's too rich even though you know for a fact it's his favorite dessert. after all, for his birthday, he always wants a cheesecake from his favorite bakery instead of a proper cake.
whenever you disagree over what to watch, he's always caves first and goes along with your choice. he'll grumble about it as you're navigating through your apps to find whatever he's agreed to, but he always makes a good faith effort to at least appear interested.
he always tries to get to chores around the house before you can. he knows how much you hate having to fold laundry so he's already putting things in drawers before you can even check and see if the clothes are dry. the trash is always emptied before you have the chance to wonder if it's time to take it out. even when your hands are elbow-deep in soapy water at the kitchen sink, he'll nudge you aside with his hip, wordlessly letting you know that he'll finish up for you.
although he prefers sleeping on his stomach, he often falls asleep on his side so that you can sleep how you like, curled up closely into his chest. one night, on the verge of falling asleep, you apologized to him, saying you knew that he didn't like sleeping on his side, but he just held you closer and said that sleeping on your stomach is actually bad for your spine.
and when he's at home between your thighs, grinding against you, grinding into you, as you whine into his neck, begging him for more, he never even thinks of denying you. he just groans low and asks, "what do you want, baby?" right into your ear through heavy pants. and as soon as you've answered his question, "your fingers. your mouth. you." he gives you exactly what you want.
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gabzlovesu · 2 years
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𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊.
╰ ft. ukai keishin !
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warnings: dry-humping, a lil bit of profanity, mutual pining...? if you look hard enough ig 1.7k words
author's note: whenever i'm in a writing slump i automatically default to ukai when i try to write. he's my comfort character and i write him best soooo this is all i have to offer rn i'm sorry. and i self-projected a lot on this one i’m so sorryyyy.
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His words were sweet like honey and the warmth that fanned over my sensitive skin had me melting into his hands. Even though I went limp against his body, arms barely holding myself up to his broad chest, that didn’t mean he would stop. He wouldn’t let his fingers stop circling my clit, adding more pressure with each lap around the sensitive bud. He wouldn’t stop whispering all of the explicit plans he had in store for me tonight. And he damn sure wouldn’t stop until I was a moaning, fucked-out mess that struggled to keep my eyes straight. 
Was this pleasure or punishment? Feeling his slender fingers curl against my sweet spot — and reach new ones that you didn’t even know existed — now that was pleasure. But being fucked and told to not make a single sound? That was torture, especially when he made me feel this good. 
Another digit slips past my slick folds and a bit of my sanity goes with it. My lips part only inches away from his. The moan I desperately want to let out gets caught in my throat but the groan he lets out at my nails digging into his shoulders fills the space between us. Then it’s gone. His lips finally crash into mine, suffocating the guttural noises that rose between the two of us. 
He picks up the tempo. Fingers moving faster and faster. That familiar knot winding tighter with every second. The essence dripping down his fingers and making a squelching sound with each pump was drowned out by the humming in my ear as the knot finally snapped. A white heat surged through my body as I ——
A large box slams on top of your book, blocking out the rest of the scandalous text and snapping you back into an insufferable reality. Was some peace and quiet too much to ask for around here? Just enough peace to finish this book that had you running laps around your room for the past three days?
“I didn’t know I paid you to sit on your ass and read all day.” A cranky blonde bastard — such a stark contrast to the sensuous, smoldering man from your book that occupied arguably too much of your mind lately. You’d pick the fictional man over Ukai any day.
A frustrated groan comes out as you sigh and stomp off from behind the counter. “I don’t think I’m getting paid at all you asswipe.” You were sure to say that last word louder as you ducked off into one of the isles, ensuring that he knew how much he sucked. A bowl of instant ramen calls to you and you snatch it off the shelf to prepare it before he can even yell at you to put it back.
“That’s coming out of your paycheck.”
“You might wanna increase my pay then,” you say with a fake frown of concern before you slam the microwave door closed and go back to your book. This time you held it in your hand to block his face. 
Within seconds it’s gone, ripped from your hands for Ukai to read with his prying eyes. You desperately reach over the counter and swing at his arms in an attempt to retrieve the book, but he dodges every attack, remaining just out of reach while his eyes skim the text and his eyebrow arches higher with every line he scans.
“This is the kind of stuff you read? I didn’t take you for a ‘Fifty Shades of Grey’ type of girl.” Ukai lets out a low hum of curiosity as he continues to flip through the pages until he comes across one page with a bit of highlighted text. 
“The cold glass of his desk was not enough to quell the raging fire that burned under every inch of my skin. The ghostly kisses he planted down my body were the only thing keeping me grounded as he thrusts into me relentlessly. My hands were pinned above my head with a rough hand, the other lightly squeezing my neck, so all I could do was give in to his carnal desire,” he read aloud, causing your body to heat up and your eyes to focus on the marble swirls of the counter in embarrassment. Even with your head down, avoiding his searing gaze, you could feel him getting ready to taunt you.
“Wanna tell me why it’s highlighted, Y/N?” From his voice alone, it was obvious that he found this very amusing and didn’t plan on dropping this conversation anytime soon. 
“Give it back you black-lunged bitch.”
“If you tell me why.” His smirk grew wider as if he already started piecing together the reason why.
“...It’s sex pointers. You should take some notes as well, maybe then you could finally keep a bitch and stop being cranky all the time.”
The book is tossed aside with a dark chuckle, quiet but loud enough to reach your ears and make you shift nervously in your chair. Ukai places his toned arms on the counter to lean in, leaving hardly any room between the two of you. 
“How about…” he lets his eyes flicker to your lips — once…twice — the glances fleeting but it doesn’t go unnoticed, “instead of reading it, I just show you all the nasty little things you read about in your book? Huh, how does that sound?”
You start to speak but fail to quip back, your brain couldn’t think of a witty response that would get him to shut up. It was impossible to think when he looked at you like that, like a starved man and you were his meal. You try again and the words escape you once again.
“Come on, it’s no fun if you don’t return the jab. Use that pretty mouth of yours to tell me off like you always do.” His thumb grazes your bottom lip, slightly tugging it down as he draws a line from your lips to your cheek, and then to your ear as he tucks loose hairs behind your ear.
“Show me.” It was so quiet, your meek voice hardly more than a whisper and you were sure that your heartbeat was way louder. You say it again bolder than before, “Show me.”
That sly grin returns to his face. Without question, he follows your command and quickly moves around the counter to place you in front of him, splaying you out like a feast to fill the hunger that tore at him from within. You didn’t have time to take back your request, no time to mentally prepare for what was about to happen.
All it took was for a hand to glide up your legs to open instinctively, allowing him to occupy the space between. The thin black leggings did nothing to protect you from his scorching touch or the hard length that he didn’t bother hiding, slightly grinding against you as his hands crept higher, smoothing over your stomach and making a pit stop to cup your breasts before finally settling on your neck. 
Ukai manages to fit both of his large hands on your neck and gives a light squeeze — watching your lips part when you feel your lungs being robbed of precious oxygen. He never breaks eye contact. Hazel brown turns murky with lust as the corner of his lips curl up even more and he says, “You look so good with my hands around your neck, Y/N” 
The bastard used the same line from your book and a chuckle of amusement rumbles through his chest when the realization appears on your face. One hand leaves your neck to trace the same path from your lip to your ear as the man did in the book. 
Then he does something unexpected.
He leans in close, “If you were mine, I would touch you like this.” That free hand finds its way to your clothed cunt to soothe the throbbing mess that lies underneath. A mangled moan is voiced and he notes the feeling of your throat trembling in his hand — savoring it. 
“...I’d lick you here.” Ukai’s head dips to the little bit of exposed skin in the crook of your neck to drag his tongue flat against the tender skin. He blows warm air to create goosebumps in the trail he carved out. And then he topped it all off with a sloppy kiss, gently sucking on your skin as he pulls away.
“And then I’d fuck you like this.” Your left leg that fell in place on his hips was thrown over his shoulder and his hips crashed into yours, rocking your entire body on the counter. If it were any narrower your head would’ve been dangling over the edge, bobbing with every snap of his hips while you got a full view of the store upside down. 
But instead, you saw him. You saw all of him, even the loose strands freed from his headband and his eyebrows scrunching together, trying to show restraint from fucking you right here on the store counter in broad daylight. Ukai was wise enough to settle for dry-humping you like a horny teenager. 
His hips still but he doesn’t move away, not yet. “If you were mine, you wouldn’t need those books to get off with.” The words were low, barely audible over your heart pounding against your chest, yet they rung and echoed in your ear even seconds after. Ukai doesn’t say anything else. The sound of the microwave beeping cuts through the thick silence and he just peels away, calmly walking off to the back room without another word.
It wasn’t until you heard the door click softly behind him that you begin to process what the fuck just happened. Did that even happen or has the convenience store’s fluorescent lighting finally driven you insane? 
If you were mine… the words linger in the back of your mind, no matter how hard you tried to shove them out.
The bell of the sliding door sends you scrambling back into your chair behind the counter, fixing your clothes and hair, hoping the old lady that walked in didn’t see you laying on the counter. “Welcome to the Sakanoshita market, can I help you find anything?” When the old lady declines your help you turn your attention back to your workspace, only to notice that the book was gone. 
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strawberrykake · 2 years
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Deja Vu
·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ you’re getting married to keishin today!! 😆💍 congratulations on your wedding! *ੈ✩‧₊˚
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my entry for @tahdashi ‘s champagne kisses collab 🍾 no warnings except I’m still learning how to write <3 [notes] : fluff everywhere
♫ playing: say you won’t let go - James Arthur ♫
bride!reader x groom!ukai keishin
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It’s been a while since Keishin cleaned himself up like this, buying a tailored suit, going to get a haircut, neat shave. It gives him deja vu of when he first asked you out, hoping that a nicer outfit would increase his chances. Or much later into your relationship when he decided to dress a little more fancy ‘jus cuz’, however, he revealed his true intentions later that night in a velvet black box that he pulled out from his pocket.
Keishin remembered how your eyes immediately sparkled from both delight and tears mimicking the gleam from the jewel staring at you; how his heart beat rapidly moments after opening the box; the way the world seemed to stop until the small nod of your head causes him to almost fall over to catch you in a tight hug.
You were a blubbering mess as you tried to utter words of affection while the love of your life slides the engagement ring on your finger. All Keishin could do is chuckle and wipe your tears away with his free hand, before leaning his forehead against yours and whispering the same thing.
“Shh, don’t cry, dont cry. I love you so much. You have no idea.” As if you weren’t repeating the same words to each other over the past days. He peppers kisses all over your face, holding you close and gently like you carry the world.
Now, you’re both here at your wedding. All dressed up with a small gathering of your close family and friends who watch you up the aisle with awe. But you don’t notice them when you lay your eyes on your soon-to-be husband who wore a classic black and white tux, with a rose peeking from his handkerchief, and his trimmed hair slicked back, looking gorgeous as ever. He has a look of wonder in his eyes, hands clasped together in front of him.
The sight alone makes your heart feel full.
Keishin couldn’t take his eyes off of you, either. The moment you enter the room in your wedding gown, the world stopped on its own once again just for you. All Keishin could focus on was you.
He catches his breath admiring the way tiny jewels cascade down your hair, your hand gracefully holding a small bouquet of flowers, the shy smile on your face, and not to mention your oh-so-kissable cheeks that were blossomed pink. Your dress that was kept a secret from him, finally revealed before his eyes.
He thought you were gorgeous in anything, even when you’re in a old baggy tee and hair messily tied up in a bun. Even when there’s some cookie crumbs left on your hoodie sleeve. Or when your makeup is ruined from watching sad dramas and you’d dodge his kisses saying that you looked ‘horrible’—and he would give you a look saying ‘does it look like I give a damn?’ before proceeding to give your pouting lips a kiss.
In this moment, his breath is nearly taken away. He could be in heaven just from the sight alone.
The jitters he felt before were long gone.
He was going to marry you. And you were going to marry him.
That is all he could ever dream of since that one night you both stayed up late in his little studio apartment playing cards and you fell asleep on his lap. He whispered his love confession right as soon as you dozed off, playing with your hair, tracing your furrowed brows, and kissing your temple, before he picks you up ‘bridal style’ and lays you down on the comfort of his bed.
“I wanna be with you…forever.” Images of you living in the same home and growing old together flashed in his mind. And potentially, raising a child or two…or three. He doesn’t mind. As long as you were together. Of course, at the time, these were just mere fantasies to him. A distant dream.
Keishin sighed dreamily before drifting off on his own by your side. That was the first night he finally got some good sleep after the long hard days of working and coaching. He realized he gained more strength each day he sees you. He craves your laughter, your smiles, your scent, your touch.
Thank God your feelings were reciprocated because he wouldn’t know what to do if that weren’t the case. You brought the light in the dull darkness that was once his life.
“Pinch me,” Keishin echoes the words he used when you first confessed. You finally reach him from what felt like a long walk up the aisle. You scrunch your nose in delight and gently tug on his sleeve jacket as a way to ‘pinch’ him. His facial muscles are already starting to hurt from the constant smile on his face, the stars in his own deep brown orbs remain sparkling.
It was magical. Exchanging vows, delicately placing rings on each other. Despite being together for years, you still felt the electric from his thumb grazing over your hand. And then finally, sealing your vows with a kiss which he’s been dying to do since you walked in.
The crowd buzzes with excitement once your lips connect. Ukai places his palm behind your neck as he brings you closer. Butterflies chase each other in your stomach and your head tips back from the action as he kisses you deeply with affection, unshy of the audience before you.
A few cheers and chatter from the Karasuno boys can be heard.
“Let’s goooo!!” One bellows.
“The Ukais!!” Another cheers.
“Yeahh, Mr. and Mrs. Coach!!”
“Their last name is not coach!”
“Wait what?!”
Your laughter causes you to pull away from each other. Keishin, your now fully-wedded husband, takes the opportunity to pick you up the same way he did that one night at his apartment, carrying you down the aisle to God knows where.
It doesn’t matter. From this day on, with hearts connected as one, you’ll follow each other to the ends of the Earth.
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ghostlygeto · 2 years
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could you please do #37 "Try to eat something" from the hurt and comfort dialogue prompts with ukai keishin? thank youuu <3
of course i can just for u lil anon
pairing: ukai keishin x reader
warnings: sick reader, caring ukai
wc: 370
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37. "Try to eat something."
You had been sick for days. You hadn't told Ukai yet, you didn't want him to worry. The pressure was on because Karasuno was supposed to go to nationals next week, the last thing he needed to be focused on was his sick partner. But, the cat came out of the bag (crow flew out of the dumpster?) when he came over for a surprise visit and found you laying in your bed.
"y/n are you okay? How long have you been sick?" Ukai crouched next to your bed so he was at eye level with you, "And why didn't you say anything to me? I would've come to take care of you."
"I'm an adult, I can care for myself," You whined, sitting up, "I didn't want to bother you, you're so busy preparing for nationals-"
Ukai cut you off, putting his hand on your face, "I'd rather be here taking care of you than preparing for nationals. You’re far more important than any volleyball game.”
If you hadn’t been slightly out of it from your fever, you’d probably be blushing. But instead all you could do was let out some pathetic protests, “Why aren’t you at practice now?”
“They’ve been working hard, deserve a break. Plus I hadn’t seen you in awhile and wanted to stop by. And I’m glad I did.” Ukai stood from his spot, “I’m going to go get you some food. Pork buns and onigiri?” All you did in response was nod.
Somehow, he left and came back within five minutes (so you’re pretty sure he sped to and front). He returned with your favorite brand of pork buns and some freshly made onigiri from 7/11.
“Try to eat something, okay? I’m going to go run a bath for you,” Ukai helped you sit up in bed and kissed your forehead, leaving you to the few food items in front of you.
Though you didn’t want to tell him you were sick because he’d worry, you were thankful he showed up. You were pretty sure food had never tasted as good as it did in that moment, bonus points since Ukai was the one that got it for you.
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capricornlevi · 1 year
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release the Ukai hcs May!!!!!!!!
bc i love you so very very much im dipping into the vault .. pls don’t judge my ukai obsessed brain too harshly ..
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sfw
- takes him a while to get settled into a committed relationship but once he does, he’s the most domestic man on the face of the planet. loves establishing a routine with someone, having them live with him, incorporating them into his daily schedule
- makes a big deal of the holidays/birthdays
- i think he is very very very offline. like he is so offline he has a single-digit number of apps on his phone and 3 of them are sports streaming services
- will give up smoking when he decides he wants to have kids
mildly nsfw:
- i know in my heart of hearts that he loves to be semi-naked when he has a day off at home. like getting that man to wear his hoodie on his off days is impossible he will NOT be fully clothed in his own house
- love language is physical touch but not just hugging, cuddling etc. also loves resting a hand on his partner’s thigh, rubbing circles with his thumb against their shoulder or the back of their hand, having them sit on his lap, spooning naked etc
- he sleeps naked i just know it
nsfw:
- he’s a thigh guy and is obsessed .. OBSESSED w garters, thigh-highs, etc
- also maybe this is too generous but .. i have always seen him as someone who INSISTS on his partner finishing at least once before he even thinks abt fucking them .. like it’s a point of pride with him that he will do it every single time without fail
- this is a man who likes to prone bone!!!!
- because of the aforementioned offline nature of this man, i think for one anniversary/valentines he asked for sexy polaroids from his partner. he keeps them in a secret pocket of his wallet for when he’s apart from them. he won’t video chat but he’ll text his partner with very vivid details describing the effect they’re having on him
- enjoys hair pulling, both doing and receiving (ofc <3)
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