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skillaxx · 3 years ago

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Cunnilingus | Miya O. x Reader

Warnings: vaginal penetration, vaginal fingering, oral sex, cunnilingus, dry humping, praise, begging, degradation, porn without plot

Summary: Osamu is always hungry, and his favorite meal is you. The problem is created when his pride really wouldn't let him lose NNN just to prove his brother he's better than him in that aspect. Too bad he did the opposite when he fucked his cock into the mattress with his face between your legs.

Characters: Miya Osamu, Reader

¤honorable mentions: Miya Atsumu¤

Relationships: Miya Osamu/Reader

Word count: 1.6k

"You sure you don't want to-" Your words were interrupted by Osamu's lips finding yours once again tonight, pressing hungrily against yours. You groaned at the roughness of the kiss, the dry kiss slowly becoming more sloppy when your tongues entangled and saliva exchanged.

"Samu- ha, wait-" You moaned out between the kisses but were stopped when Osamu pushed you on the bed, hovering above you after that. "Can't wait no more, darlin'. Won't ya let me have ya tonight? Hm?" He mumbled between the kisses he planted all over your neck, biting and sucking on certain spots he wanted to leave marks on.

Osamu loved nothing more but eating you out. And he was planning on doing so tonight. You weren't sure what came over him, but you didn't really mind. You couldn't even reject his desires, not when he's got you wrapped around his fingers like this, you'd do anything for him, just as he would do anything for you too. Perfect example is this situation, although you have a feeling he'll enjoy this even more than you. Osamu just loved your pussy that much.

That's how you ended up laying on your back, shorts and panties completely removed, your shirt lifted over your tits as your hands grabbed and pulled at Osamu's hair who was roughly sucking your nipple, fondling the other breast before switching. His tongue flicked over your already hardened nipple, drawing circles in it before wrapping his mouth around it and sucking as his teeth grazed against it, making you moan loudly as you gripped his hair tighter, to which he grunted at the sensation.

One of his hands slowly crept up its way to your cunt that glistened with juices, the walls clenching around nothing, waiting for something to suck in. And it was Osamu's middle and ring finger that entered you smoothly, your slick being the perfect lube for Osamu to easily pump his fingers in and out of your pussy.

"Wet fo' me as always, aren't ya? Ya hear that? Can ya hear how bad yer lil' pussy wants me?" Osamu mumbled against your skin, kissing over the hickeys he created all over your collarbone and neck as his fingers easily slid in and out of your cunt.

"Samu, ha- please," You moaned, slowly pushing Osamu's head down which he noticed and laughed at, looking up at you and inching closer to your lips despite your hand still resting on his head.

"Want me to get down baby, huh? Desperate lil' slut.." He mumbled against your lips before licking them and pushing his tongue in your mouth, between your already parted lips that waited for him to use his tongue, anywhere.

His tongue brushed against every little spot inside your mouth, from top to bottom, teasing your tongue to invite it towards him and play with it. Your saliva-coated tongue touched his and he moaned in your mouth when your tongues touched and intertwined.

His teeth took the lead when his tongue went back in his mouth, they grazed against your tongue before holding onto your bottom lip gently and slowly adding pressure as he pulled his head back, pulling your bottom lip with him.

"Ouch, Samu, fuck.." You mumbled when his teeth roughly settled on your bottom lip and he pulled until it escaped from his hold.

"Don't be a wuss baby. Will ya let me see whatcha got fo' me down there?" He asked, pressing his lips against your cheek and jaw, showering your face with small pecks, waiting for your approval as his fingers still held their slow pace, not letting your slick dry and become sticky. He'll keep you wet for him the whole time.

"Yes, Samu, please. Please, go down on me, just- eat me out." You said, groaning after you realized how cringe you sounded, which made Osamu laugh and kiss your cheek affectionately before making his way down to your cunt.

"Don't stress darlin', I'll do just that." He spoke between kisses he left over your torso. When his face lined up with your arousal, he pressed his nose into your cunt, lightly inhaling as his fingers left you to grip your thighs that were already trying to close together around his head.

"S-Samu, you fucking weirdo, don't do that- ha-" You moaned when he licked a stripe up your cunt once to shut you up. He looked at you with a smug smile as his tongue rested on your clit before he started to shake his head left and right, the tongue following his movements, making you groan in pleasure.

"Gotta enjoy my meal properly." He mumbled before literally diving into your folds with his tongue and mouth, lips almost making out with your cunt.

"Fuck- Samu, ha- so good, that's right, you're doing so fucking good, ha-" You praised him, throwing your head back, trying not to close your legs around Osamu's head that moved swiftly up and down while his tongue was licking up and down your folds once again. His hands tightly gripped your thighs and pulled them up high to hint at you to hold your legs close to your chest. When you did so, you were much more sensitive and gave Osamu more access to your cunt that had strings of arousal and saliva dripping down on the bed sheets.

"Samu, please- ha, so fucking good, more, please-" You moaned, wanting for his fingers to be inside you once again, but you were not disappointed in the least when he started to push his tongue in and out of your entrance, the tongue just grazing against the ring of the entrance, but enough to make your nerves kick in and make you twitch in pleasure as you hold your legs tighter to your chest.

One of the hands that rested on your ass cheek now moved over your thigh to rest there and have its thumb go over your clit so not one part of your pussy feels neglected. Your heavy fluttered at the pleasure you felt and the small things Osamu did just to make you feel good. You also felt happy with the way Osamu responded to this - him making you feel good always made him feel good too.

Though that wasn't entirely the case this time.

Your suspicions about that rose when you felt the bed being softly shaken. With your gaze turned to the ceiling, moans leaving your mouth as Osamu's tongue worked on thrusting deeper into you, penetrating your walls which made your toes curl, you still couldn't help but wonder if the reason behind his grunts into your heat was…

"Samu- what- what are you haah- doing?" You said, voice shaky, head trying to fix your eyes on the sight below you, right between your legs. And oh my, what a sight it was.

Miya Osamu, desperately gripping on your legs, fingers spreading your lips apart as far as the could go so he could dive in deeper with his tongue, saliva dripping on your cunt the more he opened his mouth to lap up your juices, his face fixed with concentration, eyes closed and brows a bit furrowed, cheeks pink, hair messy with its ends a bit sweaty, and his hips- oh his hips.

His hips desperately rutted into the mattress.

If that wasn't the thing that almost drew you off the edge and made you groan in pleasure, you would've stopped him and begged him to rut his cock into you like that, instead of bucking your hips as if you could meet his that were so far away from yours, skin shielded by the fabric that was starting to have a small wet patch on the front as his precum leaked through the boxers.

"Samu, I'm gonna- gonna- ah, fuck, that's- right there, please, yes! Right ther- gonna- shit, shit, I'm cumming- ah!" You threw your head back once Osamu's fingers thrusted into you mercilessly, abusing your cunt together with the tongue that moved accordingly to Osamu's head that shook left and right. You clenched hard around Osamu's fingers, your cum dripping on them the more you felt Osamu's hips rutting into the mattress, his thrusts getting faster, as if he was a bunny in heat, groaning into your cunt while helping you ride out your high.

"That was so fucking good, Samu, what the fuck?" You said, chest heaving, vision a bit dizzy as you tried to recollect yourself. You moaned when Osamu lapped up your juices harder than before, fingers diving knuckles-deep into you, his own hips giving a few more thrusts into the mattress before coming to a full stop.

"Stop that, I can't- no more." You breathed out before sitting up to pull Osamu off your cunt and kiss him deeply, not minding the taste of your cum on his tongue.

"Wanna join me in the shower?" You mumbled between the kisses and he grunted, "Nah, ya go 'head. I've got somethin' to do first."

"Like what? Change the sheets because you came on them?" You teased and Osamu blushed furiously, shifting his hips and spreading his legs to try and cover up the mess he made, confirming your suspicions and making you laugh.

"You're hilarious, you loser." You spoke before getting off the bed, making your way to the bathroom.

"Shit. Baby, please don't tell Tsumu-"

"Yeah, I can't promise anything." You laughed before taking your pajamas and the dirty clothes you and Osamu threw on the floor right before this heated moment.

"Whaddya mean?" He said, standing up and you finally got to see that there was indeed a wet patch on the sheets and on his pants thanks to his release.

"Well, we kinda bet on when you'd lose No Nut November, you know." You said, shrugging your shoulders.

"What? Not if, but when I'd lose? What kinda girlfriend and brother do I have?" Osamu crossed his arms, about to exit the bedroom until you spoke, "The best, I'd say. Now stop whining like a little bitch and come fuck me in the shower."

"Yes ma'am."

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skillaxx · 3 years ago

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Worshipping | Sakusa K. x Reader

Warnings: fluff, smut, dry humping, lazy sex, nipple sucking, vaginal penetration, vaginal sex, breeding kink, praise, cockwarming, porn with plot

Summary: Kiyoomi seems to be getting more tired as days pass. This year is going to be so stressful. At least he has you to cheer him up, or give him comfort. You want to help him relax. But when your ways of relaxing turn lewd, he can't help but focus on making you feel good too.

Characters: Sakusa Kiyoomi, Reader, Miya Atsumu

Relationships: Ssakusa Kiyoomi/Reader

Word count: 2.9k

"Got somethin' today, Omi?" Miya Atsumu spoke with a snicker, leaning his back in the chair he sat in just a second ago, ready to torture the shit out of Sakusa Kiyoomi once again this week.

"I'm not sure I understand what you're talking about, Miya. How about you get back to your seat and wait for the professor to come?" Kiyoomi started off nicely, as usual. Well, as nice as he could be. He didn't exactly despise Atsumu enough to be rude to him and shoo him away every time they spoke, but he didn't exactly like him either. How could he like someone who keeps being so obnoxious, cocky and always keeps talking, too? Kiyoomi always hoped there was more to Miya Atsumu, though every time he kept being more and more disappointed.

"Y'know what 'm talkin' 'bout. How's the girlfriend?" The question would make anyone's eye twitch, gaze darken and morals turn and twist once they start threatening the one asking such a question to back off. This wasn't the case though. Kiyoomi knew that. Atsumu didn't mean to ask that in any kind of way except to hint at the subject he was very willingly bringing up in his next question.

"Made ya nut yet?"

"For fuck's sake Miya, shut your stupid mouth!" Kiyoomi groaned, making some people around them turn and look at the commotion.

"Sorry fo' bein' curious, damn. Ya could at least tell me ya don't want me to keep askin' 'bout that, but ya never do. So it's a free invitation. Besides, yer actually in, aren't ya?" Once again, a smug smile covered Atsumu's face and Kiyoomi couldn't help but let his eye twitch in annoyance this time, brows furrowing as he looked forward, ignoring Atsumu's gaze.

"I once again have no idea what you're talking about." Kiyoomi lied. He knew. And he was in. Desperately. For some reason, even in the most stupid occasions, Atsumu brought out the competitiveness out of him. Kiyoomi hated that. He hated being competitive. It would mean he has to try harder than anyone else to win at something. Which he would usually do if it was for something important, something that would matter in the future.

Not fucking No Nut November.

Yet again, Atsumu kept bringing up the topic so much, Kiyoomi actually considered checking out his self control. Which he knew he had. A lot of it. As his curiosity peaked out more and more each day, he decided to put aside all the sexual frustration and desire he'd have in the intimate moments spent with you. He set his mind on at least trying not to lose, not just to prove to Miya he could do it (not like he'd actually care about his reaction to whatever the outcome may be), and to see where that kind of testing himself out leads. He was positive he could hold out until December 1st.

The day would be pretty much over for him around 4pm. He didn't have classes the whole time, there was this one break that was long enough for him to get back home and rest for those two hours, but he decided to go to the library and do some studying so he'll be free in the evening and able to spend some time with you.

Kiyoomi hated today, or well, this day of the week in particular.. It was the only day in the week where you and he didn't have classes together. Not one freaking class. It bugged him that he couldn't be close to you until 4pm, when you get back from work. Or we'll, 5pm, because that's when he gets back. As long and tiring this day was for him, he was happy at least you could somewhat enjoy it. With only one class in the morning, you spent the rest of your day in your part-time job so you could earn extra cash. The apartment you two lived in was small, but big enough for the two of you, and the price is fairly good. The bills weren't big because you barely do anything there except eat, drink water, sleep and study. In any case, the financial support came from Kiyoomi's parents who kept offering to pay for anything the two of you needed, which made you swear you'll pay them back some day. That conversation you had with Kiyoomi's parents only made the two of you blush furiously when they said "Oh, just pay us back with some grandchildren in a few years when you graduate."

Kiyoomi sighed as he dragged his tired legs to the building where he lived. This day just kept bothering him more and more, and with the stress that was resting on his back every day, he really felt like he could use a break.

"I'm home." He spoke with a groggy voice, as if he just woke up, though he felt like falling asleep on the spot.

"Hey, baby. Welcome home. Come here, look what I got." You stepped out of the kitchen, wiping your hands with a small smile. You looked excited, and it made Kiyoomi relax. He liked seeing you so happy, and the feeling of home he felt, coming back to you being like this just made him want to wife you up immediately. That was something to think about later though.

Following you to the kitchen, Kiyoomi checked out what you were doing. He sighed at the smell of homemade cooking, immediately coming up to you to hug you from behind, leaning his chin on your shoulder and turning his head to plant a longing peck on your cheek.

"This smells good. Is that what you wanted to show me?" He mumbled, taking a look at your hands that were on the pot and the spoon, stirring the almost done meal, slowly starting to close his eyes as he felt sleepiness take over him. Standing up didn't didn't matter at this point, he did have you in his arms, after all. That's all that mattered.

"Not really. I bought this today. Look. There's a new bakery opened down the street where I work, and everything looked so delicious I had to buy some and have us both test it out." You spoke, pointing your finger at the box that was on the kitchen counter, assuming it was a box for a cake of some sort.

"It's empty." Kiyoomi mumbled after sparing one small glance.

"The fridge, Omi. The fridge." You said with a chuckle and Kiyoomi sighed, pushing his head in the crook of your neck. He really didn't feel like moving. He just wanted to stay close to you. And it was weird to him. He felt so lazy at the moment he almost groaned in frustration, still feeling the need to do something, be productive in any kind of way. "I'll take a look later." He mumbled before pressing a few small kisses on your neck.

You turned the stove off and turned around in Kiyoomi's arms to look at him with a concerned look. He was more tired than usual, and you saw it on his face. It was written all over it. Not just that, he seemed so tense, like he couldn't relax for who knows how long.

"Baby, you okay? How about you go lay down and I'll call you when the dinner's ready, hm?" You said, wrapping your arms around him with a small smile to which he only looked into your eyes before leaning in to kiss you. You were were vit taken aback by Kiyoomi's clinginess, but you couldn't tell him anything to stop him. You didn't want him to, anyways. If he needed to relax, and this was the way, you didn't mind.

The kiss was slow and loving, like he was letting you know he felt safe and happy. Your lips moved affectionately, and then peck after peck, he slowly pulled away before smiling and leaving the kitchen without another word, making you chuckle.

Kiyoomi plopped his ass on the couch, adjusting in his seat and throwing his head back with a soft groan. He opened his eyes for a moment to check you out. You were on your phone, reading something, he presumed a text from somebody, the only thing keeping him curious was the confusion that was written all over your face. You looked at him then, flashing him a small smile before starting to type something.

Kiyoomi's brows furrowed before closing his eyes again, softly sighing. He felt better now. He was still tired, but he felt good. For a few moments there was some noise coming from the kitchen, letting him know you were still cooking. But then he got confused when he heard nothing.

He suddenly opened his eyes when he felt you sit on his lap, pressing up against him and wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Won't the food-"

"It won't burn, I got time. Want to give you some attention and love, you look like you need it." You told him with a smile to which he scoffed before adjusting his hips, accidentally making you sit right on top of his bulge which you both noticed, but neither dared to bring it up.

"I only need you, Y/n. Just you." He said looking into your eyes before lifting his head up to which you took the hint and leaned in to connect your lips. Kiyoomi sighed in the kiss, hands lazily coming up to grip your hips. You hummed, opening your mouth to which he followed, both of your tongues reaching out to graze against each other.

The kiss didn't get any faster or desparate as it was now, slow and almost delicate which made you both want more, but you were too lazy to do so. Nevertheless, as lazy the makeout session was, you both still ooze with lust. Your lips slowly started to graze over his, and in no time Kiyoomi got hard, groaning in your mouth.

"Take that off." He mumbled against your lips, tugging at your shorts. You quickly got up to take both your shorts and panties off before getting on tip of Kiyoomi again, pulling him in another kiss, a bit faster this time. You pulled on his hair which made him groan and softly thrust his hips up, his cock strained against his slacks grazing against you wet cunt.

"Fuck.." He groaned as you pulled back and planted slow open-mouthed kisses on his Jack and down his neck.

Kiyoomi then remembered the NNN thing. How could he care about that at this moment? You were here, taking things further than just having a makeout session. You wanted him, and why would he take that away from you?

Well, he could always please you without involving him orgasming. Then again, what if that's not what you want? You want him whole, don't you? Of course you do. You need him. And you knew he needed you. He needed to relax and forget about university for now.

"Ah shit-" Kiyoomi moaned when you sucked on one sensitive spot on his neck, "Fuck it. I'm gonna make you take all of me." He grunted before taking off your shirt and latching onto one of your nipples making you moan. You started gliding your hips over his cock, in need of more. You needed him inside right now. Your hands moved to take him out and he let you do that, moving on the other nipple with his mouth while the other one was being fondled between his fingers.

You jerked him off a bit, smearing his precum all over his cock while he sucked on your nipples, grazing his teeth over them making you moan and buck your hips against him.

"Omi.. let me- ha, please-" You moaned, leaning your head on his shoulder. He kissed your neck a few times, rubbing your hips with his thumbs, "Go ahead, baby. Ride my cock."

His cock easily slipped in your cunt, the wetness helping as lube and your walls greedily sucking him in, clenching on him hard. You both moaned simultaneously, relishing in the moment that made you both feel so good. You started to grind your hips, bringing them back and forward in a slow pace, before starting to bounce on his cock making him groan once he saw your expression that kept telling him "Feels good".

"You're doing so well, baby. Keep doing that, yeah, just like that." He praised you making your heart warm, your stomach turned, your face burned. You loved when Kiyoomi praised you so much, you felt like you were the best, doing so well just for him.

Kiyoomi liked this, you on top of him, naked, looking all pretty with flushed cheeks, fucked out face, just for him. He ran his fingers softly over your thighs, hips and waist, up to grip at your tits that bounced when you started bouncing again. He let his fingers run all over your body, eyes following them to memorize every curve and dip of your body.

He couldn't even focus on his own pleasure at this point, he didn't care about that. You made him feel so good, but his look was focused on your body and your reactions to his touch, your sounds letting him know what made you giggle when he accidentally grazed against a ticklish spot, what made you shudder and let out a sultry sigh as you walls clench around him again. Kiyoomi wanted to see you messier than this, he wanted to make you cream, make you squirt and have your juices drip down his balls as he thrusts up into you.

So he did just that.

You were so close to orgasming, but Kiyoomi adjusted his hips, angling them so his cock hit that perfect spot which made you all tingly on your abdomen.

"Fuck Omi- you didn't tell me you want me to- ah, shit, no, I'm gonna dirty the-"

"Do it. Come on. I want to see it. Feel it. Wanna see you squirt all over my cock and drip on the couch." Kiyoomi groaned out, feeling your walls clenching harder. His thumb reached down to help you squirt faster, rubbibg fast circles on your clit making you moan, "Omi, feels so good, ha- fuck," you lost your pace for a second which made you start grinding your hips on him again making him groan in response. "Yeah? Feels good? C'mon then, angel, be a good girl and squirt for me. C'mon, c'mon-" and a loud groan exited your mouth when you clenched hard on him, squirting all over his hand, dripping down on the couch and his cock on which you were desperately humping like a little bunny in heat.

You whimpered at the feeling of overstimulation as Kiyoomi kept rubbing circles in your clit, the feeling being too much at this point.

"Omi, can't- can't-"

"Yes you can, I believe in you. Fuck- I'm gonna cum. Fuck yourself on my cock baby, come on, use that cock, you deserve it so much.." He muttered and you started to bounce again, his hips thrusting up too, meeting yours in such force that made you moan loudly as his cock hit deeper spots this time.

"Omi- 'm gonna cum- ha- fuck-" You moaned, leaning forward to kiss him and keep moaning in his mouth. He swallowed your moans, pushing his tongue in your mouth to let you suck on it, whispering small praises when you just rested your foreheads against each other, such as "Just like that, angel", "What a good fucking girl", "You're doing so well, gonna make me cum".

You moaned loudly when he bottomed out completely, spurting cum out of his tip to paint your walls white as groans of pleasure left his mouth, whispering how good you feel, how much he loves you. You clenched hard around him, milking him dry through your orgasm. A few more grinds on his cock and you were both slowly getting down from your highs, breathless and bewitched one by another.

"Love you, Omi."

"Love you too, angel. So, so much. Thank you for this." He whispered, kissing your temple when you leaned your head on his shoulder, not giving any signs of wanting to leave this position.

"Are you feeling better now?" You asked and Kiyoomi furrowed his brows at the question.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, not sure if I should tell you this, but you looked really stressed and tired. I hoped this might make you relax." You mumbled, closing your eyes and snuggling against him, letting him cockwarm and wrap his arms around you.

"Well, the stress is gone. I really need some cuddles and sleep now, though." He said and you chuckled.

"Guess Atsumu was right then." Those words made his hold tighten on you, the mention of Atsumu making his eye twitch. "What?"

"Atsumu texted me, saying you've been hella stressed these days, which I knew but didn't really know what to do about it, and Atsumu told me I could try to make you get some frustration out, you know?" You said making Kiyoomi's eyes widen at the way you worded what Atsumu told you.

"He told you to have sex with me?" Kiyoomi asked.

"No! I might've taken that advice differently, and that was the first thing that came to mind. Atsumu basically had nothing to do with it." You mumbled, but Kiyoomi sighed, knowing Atsumu did mean it like that, hinting subtly at you to make him lose NNN. For all Kiyoomi knew, Atsumu might've not even cared about how much stress he had stocked in him.

"Fucking hell, Miya, I'm going to kill him tomorrow." Kiyoomi sighed out.

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Boundaries | Kuroo T. x Reader

AN //There's too many warnings for me to list in the tags so please read these with caution before continuing.\\

Warnings: fluff and smut, threesome, oral sex, double vaginal penetration, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, anal sex, anal penetration, cunnilingus, breeding kink, praise, degradation, spanking, orgasm control, dacryphilia, voyeurism, porn with/without plot

Summary: After Kenma bend you over his gaming table and fucked you stupid, both of you realized you had an audience. Kuroo Tetsurou felt a bit bad, but he couldn't just not listen to the beautiful moans that exit your mouth as Kenma thrusted mercilessly into you. With his ears witnessing heaven, he definitely won't pass up the chance of fucking you stupid when Kenma invites him over.

Characters: Kuroo Tetsurou, Kenma Kozume, Reader

Relationships: Kenma Kozume/Reader

Word count: 4.4k

AN // istg if this is too rushed I'll rewrite the whole thing :,) \\

"My, my, what a sight." Kuroo exhaled, checked out the sight before him while leaning his upper arm on the door with crossed arms and a small smile on his face.

You could barely muster up any words, only turning your head his way to look at him straight in the eyes. His breath halted in his throat at that moment, a tiny gasp leaving his mouth. You were sprawled on the bed, holding your legs up to your chest with your arms, your hair was a mess, and your boyfriend was between your legs, eating you out like you were a full-course meal and his life depended on it. The thing was, not even the position you were in made Kuroo's cock twitch. No. Not even the whimpers and moans leaving your mouth at the feeling of Kenma's tongue licking over your wet clit, his fingers slowly pumping in and out of your cunt, your eyebrows could only furrow at the oversensitivity, your eyes prickling with tears threatening to fall and stream down your reddened cheeks, small drops of drool slowly running down your chin, on your neck.

Nothing could compare to the look in your eyes though. Those tears make your eye color pop out more, your gaze darkening with lust and desire, with need, to feel more. To get more.

And Kuroo knew only he could help with that.

"What're you just standing there for? Get over here." Kenma spoke against your cunt, breath hitting your cunt making your hips buck up when his fingers halted. Kenma then glared at you and pushed in a third finger knuckles-deep so fast you squealed at the sudden stretch, wincing a bit when his other hand slapped your clit. "Don't fucking move. I told you what happens if you disobey."

"I-I'm sorry."

"Damn right, you are." Kenma muttered, leaving a trail of small kisses down your left thigh before removing his fingers and turning to look at Kuroo who was still staring at your face, trying not to blush or even straight up cum from the looks you were giving him. "I suppose you want to get a taste. Go ahead."

Kuroo was about to take the place Kenma was at just a second ago, but he halted. You looked at him, your chest heaving. He gulped at the sight of your tits, purple neck, red cheeks and dilated pupils. You were so pretty like that. Kuroo couldn't just... jump straight to the business. If he could, he would definitely take the chance and do that build up that would be so pleasurable. Pleasurable for you. Everything he'd have permission to do tonight, it would all be just for you.

"Can I kiss her?" He asked while still staring at you, noticing your breath hitched and the grip on your legs loosened. Kenma looked at him with an almost uninterested face, though inside small sparks of jealousy punched him in the stomach. He couldn't feel like that, though, not when he was the one to suggest this to Kuroo.

He didn't even talk about this with him thoroughly. They talked about it a few times, mostly just for jokes, but Kenma was curious. He wanted to know how it feels to see his girl taking someone else's cock as he watches. He trusted no one other than Kuroo. And Kuroo didn't mind, of course. One thing that bugged him was that he didn't talk it out with you. You weren't aware of this idea Kenma had until 30 minutes ago, when he ended the call with Kuroo, dragged you to the bed and told you how he would like to try out a threesome. With widened eyes, you asked if it was Kuroo who he had in mind, and you didn't exactly oppose the idea when Kenma confirmed. You were always quite open-minded, willing to try new things, and if that was what would leave Kenma satisfied, you'd with almost no hesitation accept his proposal.

So when you agreed to have Kuroo join you guys, you were left on the bed, both you and Kenma completely bare, him giving you cunnilingus two times in a row, barely letting you breathe. He couldn't wait until Kuroo comes over, he was too impatient. You didn't mind that much, though you kept wondering if you'd be able to keep going at it if they were up to more than one round.

"Ask her, not me. It's her lips, her body." Kenma said, and warmth spread through your heart, your body heating up at his words. The bare minimum, huh?

You whimpered Kenma's name under your breath, letting your legs lower down, so your feet were planted on the mattress as Kuroo, now with his pants off, hovered above you, crawling slowly to have his head directly above yours, leaning in just a tiny bit, looking at you in the eyes.

"Hey." He mumbled, his eyes roaming all over your face, taking all of you in.

"Hi." You greeted back, sending him a small smile of reassurance, because you knew that Kuroo himself hesitated with this no matter what. He was nervous. You weren't the closest, you met him just three years ago, a few months after starting to date Kenma. But you've met him well enough to know a lot of stuff about him. His likes, dislikes, his type, what makes him boost with confidence, he even had a list of things that make him nervous. What you didn't know was that you were on that list, too. Kuroo let you know all that (except the last thing) because he liked you very much. In his opinion, you were one of the most beautiful and kind people on this planet, and he was glad Kenma had someone like you in his life. He also thought you deserved someone like Kenma too. You two were perfect together. Him getting close to you was just a way of getting a new friend. A new friend, that made him nervous. Just that. Simple, right?

Yeah, no way in hell would feeling like that be simple.

Kuroo liked you to the point where he enjoyed his moments with you much more than when Kenma was present too. And he noticed the change in his behavior, hating the way he acted. Checking you out, talking to you privately about stuff he'd usually either share with Kenma or no one else, sending you random memes or inviting you to the meetups with his and Kenma's friends even Kenma didn't take you to often, due to either him not going or you just not feeling like it. So he distanced himself. Only a little bit, so he wouldn't appear too suspicious.

What if Kenma noticed though? That always ran through Kuroo's mind, because Kenam was the one who brought up the idea of a threesome. Was that a way of him trying to make at least one of his friend's desires come true? Was he trying to do him a favor? Did he want to simply just test him on his loyalty to his best friend? Kuroo couldn't tell. So he could only go with Kenma's suggestions, no matter how wrong it felt.

Kuroo forgot all of that when he was looking at you like this, though. Nothing seemed wrong at this very moment. It was all... right.

So that smile you gave him reassured him even more. Everything's all right. Everything's fine.

Hopefully.

"So, um… Can I... Can I kiss you?" Kuroo asked softly, making your smile widen. He was too adorable in your opinion, though you had a feeling that won't be for too long.

"You can." You answered, and Kuroo slowly leant in, eyes flicking over from your eyes to your lips.

"You won't mind if I..." His words trailed off, his gaze stopping on your lips, watching them all wet, pink and swollen, barely holding onto the self-control he had in him. You were so close. In a few seconds, he'd kiss you. He'd finally do something he's been longing to do for months.

"Don't worry, Tetsurou. You can touch me." You said, answering without even needing to hear the rest of his question. You knew him too well. Kuroo's heart raced at that. He slightly smiled before leaning in, closing his eyes, you doing the same, as your lips connected.

In no time, what was once a soft kiss, turned into a heated, sloppy makeout session. Teeth clashing, tongues tangling, saliva exchanging, the two of you could only enjoy the feeling of closeness, your throats letting out short, embarrassing whimpers and moans. Kuroo's hands traveled all over your body, groping your tits, your hips, your thighs, fingers pinching your nipples as you moaned with your tongue lolled out, letting him suck on it harshly.

Kuroo felt it. He felt his control slowly slipping away. You just felt so good. He could barely hold himself back from flipping you on your stomach, lifting your ass up and slamming his cock into you, fucking you until he cums inside you. That's what he wanted. But he felt Kenma's gaze on him. Kenma didn't just follow the moves and reactions of his girlfriend who seemed to enjoy this quite a lot. He watched Kuroo too. He observed him. And he wouldn't even deny it, both him and you looked hot as fuck. He felt his cock twitch at the sight of you holding on to Kuroo, letting him shower your neck with kisses, lips traveling down to your chest. Kenma was brought back to reality when he heard Kuroo's voice speak louder, words obviously meant for him to hear.

"Boundaries." Kuroo mumbled before hungrily gripping one of your tits, tapping a nipple in his mouth to suck on it harshly making you whine loudly.

"Repeat that." Kenma said, just to provoke Kuroo a little bit, laughing a little when Kuroo grunted in annoyance, his cheeks turning pink before he looked straight into Kenma's eyes, making Kenma halt.

"Boundaries, Ken. Set me some boundaries." Kuroo spat before turning back to you, pulling your head towards him with his head to kiss you again. "What can I do?" He mumbled between the kisses, and you realized this question was meant for you. He asked you, too.

Boundaries, of course. Kenma almost forgot about that. He knew Kuroo would check with you whether you're okay with something in particular or not, but there was a line that needed to be drawn, right? Maybe. But Kenma didn't see the need to do that. As long as you were okay with what Kuroo had in mind, he would be okay with it too.

Except... for one thing. Only that one thing, that was for Kenma to do. No one else.

"You should've asked what you can't do. As long as Y/n's okay with it, you can do anything you want. But whatever you do, don't you dare cum in her." Kenma said and Kuroo groaned, making Kenma lift one of his eyebrows. It wasn't a response for him though, it was a response to you. To your touch. Because your hand made its way to his cock that was strained against the tight boxers. And just that small touch, where you gripped his length and started playing him, made his eyes roll to the back of his head as he slowly thrust his hips forwards.

"Shit, would've loved to fuck some kids into you." Kuroo mumbled against your lips making you laugh, especially when he grunted in response to Kenma throwing a slipper in his head.

Kuroo pulled away and looked into your eyes while his hand was sliding down your torso, down to your your, to cup it and slowly rub at your entrance in circles making you sigh soundly.

"May I?" He asked, and you nodded immediately, cupping his face with one hand to reassure him completely, "Tetsu, I'm okay with anything. Do whatever you want to me. Eat me out, finger me, pull my hair, slap me, choke me- just- do anything. And then fuck me. Fuck me hard." Kuroo groaned at your words, pulling you in for another kiss and slipping his tongue inside your mouth, licking up all your saliva, taking your breath away.

His kisses then went all the way down to your cunt, where he stopped to look at the glistening organ. He rubbed his middle finger up and down, biting his lip, before he slowly pushed his finger in. You moaned loudly at the feeling, because Kuroo's finger- it was longer than Kenma's, and it reached that one perfect spot very easily. Kuroo did not hesitate to push in another finger as you got wetter and you stretched out so easily.

"You're so wet." Kuroo whispered loud enough for you to hear, making warmth spread through your core as you moaned at his touch.

Kuroo ate you out like there was no tomorrow, and Kenma watched, his fingers gripping tight around his cock, stroking himself quickly. He wanted to come to this sight so badly, because he was turned on beyond imagination. You were a mess, you were so hot, you moaned at the feeling of someone else's hands on you. He liked that. Because deep down, under those sparks of jealousy he felt, he knew someone who you're not could get this chance with you only if he approved or if you broke up, which he knew would never happen.

"Tetsu, I'm gonna- shit, yes, right there, please-" You moaned out, feeling your orgasm coming as Kuroo pumped his fingers in and out of you faster and his tongue lapped up at your clit harder. You had to whine though, when Kuroo completely stopped and smiled at your reaction, "We can't have that happen now, princess, can we? Come here." He mumbled, pulling you by your neck in for a heated kiss which you could barely return due to you still feeling the need to release. You could only focus on the heat between your legs, and you felt a hand rub over your core, spreading your juices all over your pussy. The hand was colder and slimmer, making you realize it was Kenma. You relaxed much more, finally focusing your attention on his presence too. Kenma's lips found your shoulder, pressing small, chaste kisses to your skin making you sigh in Kuroo's mouth.

"Wanna top?" Kenma asked Kuroo which made him huff a small throaty laugh. You pulled back, moaning at the feeling of Kenma's fingers playing with your clit and Kuroo's fingers pinching your hardened nipples.

"I'll top alright. Get under her." Kuroo said, moving you a bit so Kenma can take up the space on the mattress, which he did only after hitting Kuroo one the head. "Don't tell me what to do idiot."

"And yet here you are, obeying me like a good boy." Kuroo spoke teasingly and you swore you almost gulped soundly at Kuroo's words. Kenma stared at him for a second, feeling shivers run down his spine as his breathing quickened. Why would those words be affecting him so easily? Kenma tried not to mind it and shuffled under you while Kuroo held you in his arms, helping you turn around and get on top of your boyfriend. He pressed himself against you after taking off his boxers, his length pressing against your ass making you shiver.

"Are you guys... gonna fuck my pussy?" You asked and Kenma smiled at your cuteness while Kuroo laughed, pressing a few small kisses on your shoulder before whispering in your ear, "Do you want us to? Or do you think we should put that ass of yours to good use too?"

He grabbed your right ass cheek, massaging it roughly before slapping it, the sound echoing through the room as you moaned at the sudden roughness, arching your back to press your ass against him more.

"I support that. What do you think, baby? Want us in two places at once?" Kenma spoke, his hands running up and down your torso, slowly pushing you down to let his tip graze against your wet slit making you moan.

"Yea... yes, please. Fuck, just- fuck me in the ass, Tetsu." You whispered, leaning your head back as Kuroo leaned in to kiss your exposed neck.

"As you wish, princess. Let me just prep you." Kuroo spoke, leaving you and Kenma to grab the bottle of lube that sat on the nightstand, waiting to be picked up. In the meantime, Kenma made sure to take advantage of the situation and sit up, pulling you in for a kiss and lowering you on his dick. You moaned, his mouth swallowing all the sounds you made, your tongue tangling with his, teeth slightly grazing against the lips as you sucked on each other's tongues or lips. You slowly started to bounce up and down, feeling Kenma's cock graze against every inch of your walls, making you whimper.

"Lean back, you. I need to prep her ass." Kuroo spat at Kenma who immediately laid his back on the bed, pulling you with him so your chest kept being pressed against his. He was slowly thrusting his hips up and down making you moan louder at the new angle. You yelped when you felt a cold sensation being spread between your ass cheeks.

Soon, Kuroo's fingers were deep inside your asshole, pumping in and out in a scissoring motion making you whine at the new feeling. It was strange, but you thought you could get used to it. Yeah, no. Not when Kuroo pulled his fingers out, lining his cock up with your hole, waiting for Kenma to stop for a second before he can continue.

"Kenma, stop moving."

"Can't, fuck- she feels too good-"

"Stop fucking moving, you're gonna have to wait anyways." Kuroo said and Kenma grunted before slowly stopping, barely holding on to that small amount of self control he had inside him.

Kuroo started to stretch you out making you scream, you definitely didn't think it would be that bad. It was bearable, but you couldn't control the tears that streamed down your reddened face, couldn't even think straight at the feeling of his cock hitting the places you've never thought would be making you feel good.

"You're so fucking tight, shit- fuck, that feels good." Kuroo groaned, feeling your walls clamp down on him almost painfully hard. In no time you were ready, you were stretched out properly, you warmed up to the feeling of Kuroo's cock twitching inside you, you became more desperate to feel both him and Kenma move now, so you started to wiggle your hips making both guys grunt and rut their hips making you moan loudly.

"Shit, baby, wait. Are you okay? Want us to-"

"Move, god fucking dammit. Move, please. I need you both to just move, ha.." You moaned out and held onto Kenma's shoulders, lifting your bottom up to let Kenma rut into you easier, just like Kuroo could do. Both of them started to thrust slowly, before they felt they could pick up their speed, rut into you almost mercilessly as you cried out both of their names.

"Shit, you feel so fucking good, princess," Kuroo moaned from behind you to which you could only keep moaning and throwing your head back as pleasure took over your body.

"Don't praise her so much, she's too greedy. Fucking sucking me in, driving me close to the edge." Kenma spat, taking your head in his hand to turn your head towards him and pull you in for a kiss. "You're just a little slut, aren't you? Agreeing to this, taking cock other than mine. Sucking us in so deep like you want us to cum inside and- Oh. You like that, don't you? Huh? Fucking whore, I can't believe it." Kenma laughed when you clenched around him at his words.

"Kenma- fuck, I'm not gonna last, I-"

"Don't you dare cum yet. I have something else in mind for you. Wait for me." Kenma interrupted Kuroo, thrusting faster into you, making your eyes roll to the back of your head at the force that brought Kenma's hips up to your thighs as he pushed inside you, hitting your cervix. "I'm gonna cum, fuck- Y/n, you hold back too."

"Wh-What- no! Please, Ken, I can't- I need to," You huffed out in frustration, feeling yourself reach the long awaited orgasm that was about to be denied to you by your boyfriend. "I don't want you to cum. Otherwise you can forget about having a good night's sleep tonight."

"Shit," You mumbled under your breath, holding back on the orgasm as hard as you could, trying to keep your mind off the pleasure you felt as Kuroo's thrusting slowed down and started to hit deeper, while Kenma's sped up as his breathing got heavier and groaned much louder than before.

"Gonna, fuck, haa-" Kenma grunted as he came inside you, spurts of cum painting your walls in white. "Shit, so good. So fucking good," You clenched on him so bad, feeling the need to release which slowly died down when Kenma stilled inside you, lifting you up which resulted in Kuroo pulling out too.

You almost collapsed on the mattress, feeling your abdomen slowly get numb, but Kenma held you close to him to shift you over on your back as he got up from the bed.

"Go ahead, Kuroo." Kenma spoke, taking the lube bottle previously taken into use to put it back in its assigned place. When he saw Kuroo planned on fucking your ass again, he snorted before walking up to the bed again.

"Not there." Kenma said and then pointed at your pussy's entrance, the hole that clenched around nothing so bad, longing for a touch, needing an orgasm to wash over her whole body, as Kenma's cum slowly dripped out of her. "Here." He said, and Kuroo looked at him with partly widened eyes, not understanding why Kenma would want him to go after him inside.

"If I remember correctly, you said you wanted to fuck some kids into her. You got all you need to do just that. So go ahead. Fuck my kids into her. Raw."

It was such a weird thing to request from someone, but who could mind at such a moment? The girl who was once again on the brink of tears, needing a release so bad she thought she might explode? The guy who wanted to fuck his crush into oblivion, taking her breath and ability to walk away? No one. No one minded. So Kuroo listened to Kenma. He took off the condom he used just a few minutes before, and pushed his cock inside you.

You both moaned at the same time, feeling your oversensitivity driving you both closer to the edge.

"Shit, so good- you feel so good around me, baby. So fucking good," Kuroo moaned out, leaning down to kiss you. You gladly kissed back, moaning in response in his mouth, grunting when his hand found your clit and rubbed it in small, quick circles.

"Shit, Tetsu, gonna- gonna- ha-" You moaned out between kisses, completely forgetting about your boyfriend who observed the both of you and left the room before he could get hard again. Kuroo forgot about Kenma the moment he pushed his hard cock inside your gummy walls, letting himself enjoy the moment where all he could think about and feel was you. He felt blissful.

"Cum for me, come on. Clamp down on my fucking cock and- and- fuck!" Kuroo grunted when he realized even if he could say it, he wouldn't do it. He wouldn't let you do it either. A boundary was set before all this. A boundary that prevented him from fucking his kids into you. He could only do that with Kenma's cum. And he cringed at the thought, but paid no mind to it when he felt you clench around him, reaching your climax, your cum pushing out Kenma's, and Kuroo's thrusts got sloppier as he helped you ride out your high.

"Gonna cum so hard, fuck- where do you want me, baby? Hm? Where do you want me to cum?" Kuroo said, voice shaking as he felt himself get closer and closer to his orgasm.

"Inside, please. Tetsu, please cum inside me." You pleaded and Kuroo looked at you at that moment. He felt bad, you would've remembered Kena's request if you weren't weren't so out of it. You would've said something, anything else. Anything that wouldn't have made him cum on the spot. Thankfully, it didn't happen this time either. If it only weren't for the sound of Kenma's footsteps. If it weren't for Kenma coming back to the room. If Kenma wasn't there, he could-

"-cumming, ah! Fuck-" Kuroo groaned when he quickly pulled out and jerked himself off, cum spurting out on your stomach. He was a bit grossed out at Kenma's cum on his cock, but he could barely even process that as pleasure overwhelmed him, thighs twitching, hips halting, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he kept groaning through his orgasm.

Kuroo's head dropped on your chest, both of yours' heavy breaths calming down after a few minutes passed.

"So." Kenma started, seeing both of you come back to your senses after a while, handing Kuroo a wet towel to clean you and himself up which he gladly took. "What did you say about me not being able to wait until December?"

At the mention of that, Kuroo laughed, huffing out a "Shut up." and throwing the used towel in Kenma's direction making him squeal, making you laugh softly, feeling yourself get more tired as seconds passed.

"You guys… you two are…" You started off, barely able to finish your sentence as sleep washed over you, taking you to dreamland.

"You'll stay over, no?" Kenma asked Kuroo who was putting his boxers back on.

"Depends."

"On?"

"Can I cuddle her?"

"You're a menace." Kenma laughed out softly as to not wake you up, looking at Kuroo who looked at him with a small smirk making Kenma's face get back to his usual neutral. "Absolutely not. Get yourself a girlfriend if you need someone to cuddle so badly." He stated before halting and correcting his words. "In fact, finding a new crush could be a good solution for you, don't you think? It's only a matter of time before she notices, you know."

He knows. Kenma knows. Of course he knows. Nothing goes past his eyes.

'Well, fuck.'

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Good boy | Goshiki T. x Reader

Warnings: mommy kink, praise, begging, vaginal sex, overstimulation, nipple sucking, porn without plot

Summary: Goshiki might be the one who tries to always appear more dominant in your relationship, but when you tease him long enough to make his eyes roll to the back of his head, he becomes a whiny bottom who'll do anything his mommy says.

Characters: Goshiki Tsutomu, Reader

Relationships: Goshiki Tsutomu/Reader

Word count: 1.3k

"Ha- mommy-"

"You keep whining like a fucking baby, Tsu. But then again, you keep gripping on my hips so hard... You like this, don't you?" You spoke, your voice meddling with Goshiki's whimpers.

Your hips repeatedly slamming down on him, his hard cock hitting the perfect spot inside you every time you dropped down. You smiled at the sight of your boy, looking all messed up, fucked out expression on his face, rosy cheeks, drool dripping out of his mouth, eyes rolling back every time you clenched on him.

Goahiki panted, his strength giving out on him almost completely. As much as he wanted to disobey your rule and not buck his hips up to slam deeper into you, he couldn't do it anyways. He felt so weak under your touch, it was almost embarrassing for him. He gulped down the saliva that accumulated in his throat, trying to find his voice, “Mo- Mommy, please.”

You nearly missed his plea with how soft and quiet his voice was, making you coo at him. “Please what, baby?”

He knew it, but wouldn't admit it; his eyes were prickling with small tears due to the overstimulating feeling he had in his abdomen that rushed to his cock, just teasing the hell out of him. The sensation was unbearable, he couldn't help it when the tears began to cascade down his rosy cheeks as he tried his best not to sniffle from frustration. He almost cried out in frustration when you brought both of your hands up to his face, slowing down with your bouncing to wipe his tears away, cooing more at the sight of more tears streaming down his face.

"Aw, my pretty boy, what’s wrong? Talk to me.” He shivered at the nickname, looked into your eyes and his almost darkened when he saw that no matter how much you would be worried about him, you still enjoyed this sight of him. The look in his face that seemed as if he was in pain from all the pleasure, the look that he gave you, letting you know he was frustrated and needy, wanting to cum as soon as possible.

“Cum...mommy, please. I need to cum.” You smiled, dropping your hands to his shoulders, skimming them down to his arms, feeling the bunched muscles flex and relax under the soft touch of your skin against his.

“My baby needs to cum?” You spoke in a teasing voice, and he whined when your bouncing sped up again, your walls clenching, dirty sounds of wetness echoing around the room. Your eyes locked with his as your head dipped down to kiss his collarbone. You planted wet, open-mouthed kisses on his throat, making you feel the vibration when he whimpered at the feeling of you. His hands roamed all over your naked body, touching wherever he could, taking in all of your curves. Your mouth parted to engulf his Adam’s apple inside your mouth, the slight suction had him whining.

"Mommy, fuck- please, I need you to- please, go faster.” He squealed out, eyes squinted shut. You smiled, feeling his hips slowly lose control and buck up in small, almost unnoticeable moves. He then forced his eyes open to see you nose to nose with him, as you panted and started to let moans come out of your mouth when Goshiki's hips started to buck up more.

You didn’t realize your tongue was out, that your lips captured his bottom lip, sucking on it as he moaned and let his hips finally buck up properly. You moaned, letting your body drop on his, your face hiding into his chest. Your tongue lolled out when his hips picked up a pace, going faster by seconds. Both yours and his moans were uncontrollable now, jumping from walls to walls as he held your waist, and you gripped his forearms. You brought your tongue to his pebbled bud, the harsh suction distending the small nub inside your hot mouth. The man above you whined, arching his back, while his hands found refuge in your hair. He pulled you impossibly closer, his fingers refusing to let go of your hair as he moaned your name.

His thrusts turning very sloppy, he couldn't stop, halt, or slow down. He was so close. You began to pull his nipple with your teeth, pinching the other, making him whine louder, loud "Haa" exiting his mouth repeatedly. He looked so beautiful, writhing in pleasure. You switched places, your eager lips connected with the other bud, slightly swollen and red from your pinching and pulling. You tweaked the saliva-coated nipple in your other hand, while your mouth didn’t stop its barrage on his chest.

You looked so perfect above him, being so close to him, he couldn’t think straight, not when your cunt was throbbing and tightening around him with every thrust he made inside to touch your cervix with his tip.

He gasped and moaned with such a cute expression, your heart warmed at the sight of him as you sat up straight, holding down on him tightly as to not lose your balance. You moaned, lifting your hips higher to let his thrusts be more powerful. You smiled when he sat on after you, nor wanting to be any more away from you. You moaned in his ear, leaning into him and wrapping your arms around him as his hips rolled into you.

Goshiki blushed when you started to plant small kisses in the crook of his neck, your moans becoming more whiny, getting him hot at the feeling of you being so close to him, added with the feeling of your essence slick him wet and drip down his thighs. Your walls clamped around him tightly, making his movements stutter.

“G-gonna cum, mommy, please- let me cum,” He panted, still rutting in and out of you, your hips bucking back and forth to help both him, and you reach your orgasms.

“Go ahead, Tsu, baby, cum for me.” You said as you caressed his cheek, his heart pounding against his chest. Goshiki moaned loudly, feeling his cum reach that far point of his tip when a strangled sound escaped him, a mix of a moan and a gasp, as his hips slammed against yours one last time and stilled. His cum shot into you, your hips still going at it, chasing your own release.

"What a good fucking boy, cumming so much, ah- you filled me up so well, mh- ha, fuck-" You spoke and felt his cock twitch at your praise, he moaned, showing your collarbone with kisses as you threw your head back, one last buck of your hips driving you over the edge.

Your moans turned into gasps, your panting was slowing down as you caught your breath, leaning into Goshiki, letting him hug you and run his fingers through your hair affectionately.

"Fuck... Mommy." Goshiki gasped out, making you furrow your eyebrows at the name He called you. Usually, he'd go back to calling you by your name, but you knew why it wasn't the case when his cock twitched inside you, growing hard once again.

"Another round, huh? Think you could be patient, waiting for mommy to finish before you?" You spoke before pulling at his hair to bring him in for a sloppy kiss, bucking your hips again. He groaned in your mouth, your tongue slipping in to swallow all the sounds.

"Let me cum after that, please. I'll do anything, mommy. I'll be good for you." He whispered against your lips, making you smile, before wrapping your legs around his and flipping your bodies so that you'd end up on your back.

"Be a good boy and fuck me until I cum. If you cum before I give you permission, you won't be leaving this bed until you learn how to listen to me. Can you do that?"

"Yes, mommy."

"Good boy. Now fuck me like your life depends on it."

You both knew that he already feels like it does.

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skillaxx · 3 years ago

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It's a secret | Semi E. x Reader

Warnings: fluff and smut, oral sex, vaginal sex, soft sex, rough sex, degradation, breeding, porn with plot

Summary: Semi loves when you attend his concerts and watch him from the first rows. But he gets a bit heated when he sees your attention moves away from his performance on stage. Maybe a performance in bed would put your attention back on him, forever.

Characters: Semi Eita, Reader, Semi's band's members

Relationships: Semi Eita/Reader

Word count: 2.4k

The sound waves would always go so far. Far into the sky, the atmosphere, flying around all the people, letting the wind carry them. With every beat of the drum, strum of the pick on the guitar's wires, even the notes escaping the vocalists' throats, erupted from the stage, the strong sound emitting from the big speakers towards the crowd that jumped and sang in sync with the singers.

The guitarist smiled at the feeling of the stage shaking with every loud thump the drums would make, his whole body vibrating as the electric guitar hanging off his shoulder shook the sound off as he strummed every accord perfectly, backing up the main vocalist from time to time.

Soon, it would be time for him to get into the limelight, it would be his time to shine individually. He didn't hate being seen as a part of one of the most famous Japanese bands, but he adored the moments when he could be the one to shine alone for 30 seconds, maybe even a minute, while he plays a solo the band thought fits perfectly to the song.

He adored the moment when he was on full display, lights shining on him, people chanting his name, screaming and wooing as they listen and enjoy every accord he played on his guitar. Furthermore, he had a big smile on his face as he kept thinking about only one thing - this solo was played by him. By one person. For one person.

Semi Eita was a professional who loved to impress his fans by not looking anywhere but the crowd as he played. The only thing they didn't know was that the reason he kept looking at each and every person in front of him, through millions of faces he needed to and could effortlessly find.

Semi rarely writes songs about topics such as love and passion for a person, but this person was such a big motivation through the years they've known each other that he just couldn't pass up the opportunity when he got inspiration to write about them. The band members generalized the song so every girl could feel special, but they all knew that for Semi, he didn't sing to all his fangirls. No matter how much he loved and appreciated them, there was one girl he wanted to know that song was hers, he was hers. He was yours.

And so, finding your pretty face in the crowd brought all the adrenaline he needed to go through his veins to strum he wires harder, his handsome face glistening with small drops of sweat as he pushed out those notes that made everyone scream with excitement. His bottom lip got between his teeth, his only focus being you and the music.

You looked so beautiful tonight, just for him. It's been 3 months since you last saw each other due to him being away for the tour, and now that he's finally closer to your apartment you live in, so you can be closer to university, he made sure to give you a ticket and free pass to the backstage to meet him after the concert. He missed you so much, and he couldn't wait to have you in his arms and kiss you all over your pretty face, that had a beautiful smile plastered on at the moment.

The solo finished, soon the song did too, and you signaled a heart to him with your hand, mouthing "Perfect." like every time you did. Semi smiled at that, sending you a flying kiss and waving to you, others around you thinking he did that to one of them, but you didn't bother to pay attention to them. Neither did Semi.

A small break was scheduled for the band, during which they'd change clothes and rest for a few minutes, discussing the plan for the last 30 minutes of the concert.

Getting back on the stage, Semi's mission was to find you immediately, before even starting the song. But he kind of forgot where you were at, so it took a while to find you. The concert was near it's ending, and Semi spotted you in the crowd, a bit further from the stage this time. He couldn't muster up a smile, looking in that direction, when he saw you with a guy he's never seen you with before. He's neither a friend nor an acquaintance. Not only that, but he knew you'd be coming alone tonight, which he was opposed to at first, knowing it could be dangerous, but was somehow convinced by you when you told him you'd be fine, standing near the stage where security is and where he'll be able to spot you easily.

So with all that taken into consideration, who the fuck was that dude?

Semi did not appreciate one second of your interaction with that guy; his body almost pressed against yours, a hand around your shoulder, his lips dangerously close to your ear, telling you something with a small smile on his face. You didn't look uncomfortable, but Sami could tell something was wrong. Not just with the way you responded to the guy, but with the way how he just couldn't back off. He started to get mad at you for not being more direct and rejecting the shit out of him, but then again, he knew you couldn't always be so straightforward. Couldn't the guy take a hint of your slight discomfort and back off? You're taken, for heaven's sake.

Well, you didn't look taken. That was the problem.

Revealing clothes, high heels, sexy makeup and hairstyle, no marks... No marks. Nothing that could indicate you being taken. Someone's. Semi's. He gripped the guitar harder at the thought of that. He hated this. It's been too long. He needed to make sure everyone knows you're someone's. That you're not up for any kind of close interaction with anyone in such a way you just had with the guy who finally backed off when a girl that was next to you stepped in to help.

The concert was done, everyone was on their way to go home, and you were headed to the backstage. The moment you got there, one of the staff members walked you to the band's changing room.

"Yo, Y/n! Were we good or what?" One of them asked, pulling you in a small hug with a small smile. You smiled back, "Of course you were, as always. No doubt about that. Where's Eita?"

"He's already out. He was kinda quick with changing, but he's still kinda heated, so please make sure he gets some rest if he plans on staying over at yours. He's waiting for you in a black car with tinted windows. Back door number 2."

"Thank you." You said before greeting everyone and making your way out, to the car that was indeed waiting there. You checked your surroundings just in case there was any unwanted attention and when you were sure the coast was clear, you entered the car, sitting on the passenger's seat.

"He-"

How could anyone even find a second to breathe and greet someone properly when an impatient guitarist grabs your face the moment you turn to him, pressing your lips against his.

"Ei- Eita, hold on-" You mumbled between the kisses, pulling back to try and get him to back off, but Semi would barely budge, just leaning in to you, to touch you, feel you. He needed you. And you could tell.

"Missed you so much, baby." He mumbled, letting his kisses travel over your jawline down your neck when he placed small kitty licks, making you let out a throaty moan.

"Eita, how about you stop for a second and let me greet you properly?" You huffed out, letting his hands wander over your torso, feeling up on your tits, waist and stomach, though you did want him to take it slow. You only just entered the car, after all.

"You said hi, I said I missed you, we kissed, isn't that enough? Let me have you like this now, please." He mumbled as his kisses continued.

"Why are you so impatient- hey, let's get to my place first, hm? Anyone could walk by at any moment.

And those words were another to make Sami get back to his seat immediately and drive off to your place. It's not even questionable to say that no one should be surprised at Semi's eagerness, not when he was the one to drag you to your apartment, when he was the one to hastily unlock the door, when he was the one to pull you in and push you against them, bringing you in for a sloppy kiss.

Very soon, you were in your room, on your bed, legs spread wide open for Semi to settle between them, his hands gripping your thighs to keep them in place as his tongue lapped over your cunt continuously while you kept moaning his name.

At the beginning of the relationship, you were met once with a jealous Sami. Now, you can always recognize him and his actions. There was no doubt that this was a jealous Semi, who wouldn't budge at your questions, who would grunt every time you mention someone else who isn't him, wanting you to be too fucked out to ask anything and just keep quiet while he fucks into you.

He could barely wait, holding on to those loose threads that held him back from completely ravishing you.

"Do you have any idea how bad I lost my mind when I saw that douchebag clinging onto you?" He mumbled against your pussy, enjoying your taste and the moans that exited your mouth as a result, trying not to think about his own words.

"You- you saw tha-" Semi was quick to interrupt you, earning a squeal from you when he slapped your cunt, "Damn right I did. And you weren't that content on having him get away from you, huh? Fucking whore. Needed attention that bad? Couldn't wait for me for just 5 more minutes? I'm gonna make you remember who you fucking belong to."

It happened so fast, he was up above you in no time, kissing up your body over the hickeys he created, his grip flowing down onto your waist, a little tighter, because maybe if he squeezes firm enough, the better the mark he leaves on you will be, both energetic and physical.

One thing Semi could never do was slowly bottom out, but he could go deep, and thrust slowly into you, letting both you and him feel every inch of you's as complete pleasure overcame you, driving you to your orgasms.

He damn makes sure to keep his word and make you remember you're his when he shoves his cock up your throbbing and slick slit with slow thrusts that were slow but rough enough every time he rutted into you while you were keeping your legs spread out for him, bare cunt on full display, his eyes shining with excitement when he sees his dick slowly disappear into you, just to barely go back due to your walls clenching down hard on him, not letting him get away from you.

"So fucking dirty, letting that dude come up so close. Was he nice to you? Was he funny? Made you get all tingly and shit? Definitely not like right now, huh? What would he say at this sight of you drooling over the feeling of mu cock so deep inside you, hm? Maybe he'd enjoy that. At least he'd know then that you're fucking mine. This pussy is fucking mine, sweetheart."

"Eita- fuck, so g-good- ha-"

"Of course it's good, you slut, you'd do anything for some cock, wouldn't you? No one could do it like me, though. Isn't that right?" He smiled at your responses to his words, your walls either clenching on him harder or your mouth emitting whines of pleasure and confirmation, which only pumped him up more to continue his actions.

"Fuck yeah it is, no one can fuck you as good as me." He grunted before speeding up his rhythm, his hard cock sloppily brushing against your walls, the tip hitting the deepest spots inside you making you almost scream in pleasure.

"No one, only you, Eita, fuck- only you-" You mumbled and Semi chuckled before leaning down to kiss you.

He reached down with his hand to swipe around your slimy clit, an electrifying touch of intoxicating circles over it. Your eyes rolled back at the overwhelming pleasure, your orgasm driving you nuts, your walls clenching on him hard, making him go over the edge and cum into you, fucking his thick ropes of white into you.

As you both drove off your highs, he pulled his cock out and dropped dead tired next to you, chest heaving as hard as yours, both looking like you just ran a marathon for naked people of something.

Semi cuddled you close to him, muttering sweet nothing's which made you sleepy in no time, and it only made you relax when he said he'd spend the night (of course) and clean up before joining you in the dreamland.

You were asleep soon after that, and just as Semi was about to go to sleep too, he first took his phone and opened the Notes app on his phone. Opening a folder where all of his songwriting files were kept, he opened the one he just recently created, adding a few word associations, a few lines that could fit perfectly in the new song he wanted to create.

Smiling as he typed in the words, he finished and stared at the title with a small smirk before placing the phone on the nightstand and turning around to cuddle you from behind, his thoughts still being occupied by the song he really wants to write as soon as possible.

You were his muse. You always inspired him to write about you, stuff you both go through, anything really.

Hopefully you won't mind when this song goes public.

I mean, no one knows it's you anyway, right? It's a secret only you and him know. And maybe the band members if they connect the dots. And they most likely could do it easily for this one.

Because this would be the first extremely explicit song ever of his that explains every single detail about you when you're fucked out under him after a mind-blowing orgasm. And how both of you just keep wanting more.

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Well happy bday to this perfection right here

Happy Birthday Kuroo Tetsurou! (Nov 17) 😼

#happy birthday #kuroo tetsurou #hes so perfect #hes so hot #hes so gorgeous #hes so cute #i love him bye

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Can't help himself | Sawamura D. x Reader

Warnings: breeding kink, praise, vaginal sex, begging, porn without plot

Summary: Daichi is chill, okay? But he can't help himself but to drool when he sees you walking around the shared apartment in the tiniest shorts. He can't help but to get you in the mood and carry you to the bedroom. November or not, he'll push your knees to your chest and fuck his kids into you while apologizing for losing control over himself.

Characters: Sawamura Daichi, Reader

Relationships: Sawamura Daichi/Reader

Word count: 1.2k

"How fucking perfect can you be, baby? Look at you, all messed up and pretty for me." Daichi praised, eyes dark and seductive as they watched his hands trace all over your naked body, from rosy cheeks, dry lips, three big hickeys on your neck and collarbone, hardened nipples, heaving chest, stomach marked with two more hickeys, each thigh covered in red marks due to the bites he planted, down to your pussy that was speared with your arousal and cum.

Daichi was a pleaser. He loved nothing more than getting you comfortable on the bed, spread your legs and spend an entirety with his head between them, tongue licking fat striped up and down your wet slit, occasionally rubbing up fast against your clit, or dropping to your entrance to push the muscle inside your walls that immediately clenched around it as he fucked you with his tongue, thrusting it in and out.

He loved seeing your post-orgasmic expression, he loved seeing your reactions to him praising you, and your expression changes when he says he's not finished yet.

This time, nothing more than a good fuck could make him happy. He needed you. He would always please you no matter what, but tonight he required a release of his own. So hopefully, you won't mind too much when he goes feral, looking down at you with starved eyes, but apologetic look as he fucks roughly into you, losing himself over the feeling of your soft walls clamping down on him harshly.

"I'm gonna give you everything I can, I promise. You just need to tell me what you want, honey. Come on, talk to me." He spoke, lining his cock up with your entrance, pushing just the tip inside, teasing both you and himself, making you both moan simultaneously, wanting more as seconds passed.

"Need you inside me, Dai. Fuck me, please." You said, whispering his nickname you gave him when you started to officially date, and Daichi would never admit it out loud, but every time you say his name, he would feel his cock twitch. Soft or hard, his dick always gives a reaction to you rolling his name off your tongue oh-so-sweetly, a smile on your face, or in this case, a fucked out expression. He adored it, really. He just needed to make sure not to get too rough because calling out his name sometimes made him want to just fuck himself deep into you and never let you go, fucking you with every chance he got.

"I'm gonna make you lose your mind. Gonna fuck you dumb." He spoke, leaning down to connect your lips, mouth parting and tongues tangling, his hands never leaving your body, caressing and groping every part of you, your hands touching his chest, broad shoulders and wrapping around his neck to scratch his back making him groan sexily in your mouth.

Daichi could barely hold back as he slowly bottomed out, letting your walls wrap around his cock perfectly, just as every other time he fucked you.

"So perfect... fuck- you feel so good, dammit." He cursed, word after words, and he barely held on that small amount of self-control he had over himself. If that one thread that held him back broke, he'd most likely be fucking you into the mattress as hard as he could, the bed's headboard thumping loudly against the wall, creating both big and small cracks on it as you both moaned and held each other to be as close as you could.

"You're clenching on me so hard, baby. Do you need me to stay inside that much?" Daichi said between grunts, already sloppily thrusting into you, supporting himself on his elbows by your sides, your arms still wrapped around his neck as you moaned into his ear, driving him more nuts than you could ever imagine. You moaned louder as a response to his question, making him huff out a small laugh before thrusting harder and faster into you.

"How about I leave a souvenir, then, hm?"

Just when he said those words, you moaned louder, clenching hard around him, chanting quietly how good he feels inside you, how much you want him to cum inside.

"Yeah, I'm gonna fucking- ha, shit- I'm gonna fuck my cum into you, make you all round and pretty with my kids inside you, you're gonna- haa- gonna look so fucking perfect." He said, tilting his head towards yours to kiss you. Though he wanted to show affection at that moment, nothing but desire, pure lust emerged through that kiss, as your mouth collided and teeth crashed every tune Daichi thrusted his cock deep inside you, tip brushing against your cervix.

"Daichi-" You moaned against his lips, quietly repeating his name like a prayer. You felt him twitch inside you, and he halted before burying his head in the crook of your neck, thrusting much faster than before. His lips found your neck, planting kisses all over your skin and biting every kissed spot.

"Fuck! Say my name, baby, say my name." He groaned before kissing his way up your jaw, slowing his thrusts to take your legs and place them right on your chest, knees pressing against your tits. You whined at the feeling of stretch, but that was soon replaced by a loud moan that exited both your and Daichi's mouth when he started thrusting into you again, reaching so, so much deeper than before.

"Daichi, haa-"

"Fuck that's right- just like that, baby." He grunted, thrusting harder, making you scream. "Shit, I'm sorry baby, fuck- you just feel so good-"

"N-No, keep doing that, ha- please Daichi, fuck me-" You told him, reassuring him he can go as hard as he wanted to which he twitched inside you again, chanting small 'I'm sorry's as you kept moaning his name louder and louder.

"I'm gonna cum." He groaned out, the thumb of his hand closest to your cunt reaching to rub your clit in quick circles, making you clench on him harder than before.

"Fuck- ha-" He grunted with one last thrust that spurted all of his cum into you, slow thrusts following after that as he kept his word from before, fucking his kids into you, while you were clenching on him so hard he felt like he's gonna pass out as he helped you ride out your high after a mind-blowing orgasm.

"Daichi..." You huffed out, chest heaving as Daichi leaned his head right under your collarbone, planting small affectionate kisses. "I'm so sorry, baby, did I hurt you?" He whispered, and you muttered a small "No." before running your hands though his sweaty hair.

"Okay... That's good. Shit, you felt so good around me, thought I was going to pass out." He spoke, making you laugh. "I wouldn't let you leave the business unfinished."

"Or you could've just used my cock to make yourself cum."

"While you're passed out? Daichi, you're a freaky weirdo."

"Just admit that you'd do it."

"I would not."

"Oh, come on, and it would even wake me up, so I can get back to-"

"No, just no."

"I'll change your mind soon, just you wait."

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Use it all | Suna R. x Reader

Warnings: friends w/ benefits, beware - suna is an ass in this one, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, handcuffs, spanking, begging, overstimulation, praise, degradation, spitting, cumshot, porn without plot

Summary: Suna is that kind of person that will make you annoyed with him at first, then get along with him in no time. He's also the kind of person to make you horny in less than a second. He's the kind of person to take responsibility for that, and make you cum. Fingers, mouth, dick, you choose. Though he prefers using all of it.

Characters: Suna Rintarou, Reader

¤honorable mentions: Miya Osamu, Miya Atsumu¤

Relationships: /

Word count: 3k

If there was anything that Suna never failed to do, it was to annoy the shit out of you, with everything he does.

How in the world could there be a person infuriating you with every second of their existence?

How could that person have the audacity to come up to you every single day, throwing in the conversation a few remarks that are enough to make you press a finger on your forehead as you feel a headache creeping upon you?

How could that person stick their hand up in the air, their phone in their palm with the camera ready to savour the memories about to be recorded?

How could that person make you the worst, tongue-burning, bitter coffee every single morning on purpose, just to infuriate you more, not even saying sorry afterwards?

How could that person shamelessly check you out from head to toe, the moment you pass by them, whether it was for the first time on that day, or if you did it already like 5 minutes ago?

How could that person be so fucking stupid, not picking up the hints you give them when you want their attention or just get out of the place you're both currently stuck at?

How could that person have their head filled with thoughts all the time, but never have the head think about something other than when will they finally be home and how hungry they are?

How could that person be so carefree but stressed at the same time, feeling the need to lash out from time to time, and feel as if they're on cloud nine afterwards?

How could that person have their tongue wet their lips, green eyes watching their fingers go knuckles-deep in your wet cunt with every thrust of the digits, as you writhe and moan under them?

"Suna.." You whimpered his name, legs shaking as you chased your second orgasm of the night. Suna looked like he would be almost merciless tonight, with his sudden arrival at you apartment, a haste, needy kiss the moment you opened the door, which turned into a heated make out session. He led you to your bedroom that was the only room he knew like the back of his hand in this apartment, he laid you on the bed, ate you out, and now got his fingers to work on you, to bring you to your second climax.

He almost groaned in disappointment, hearing his last name leave your mouth. You both established some rules before agreeing you'd help each other out when one feels sexually frustrated, one of the rules being to set some boundaries for yourself that would keep one away from catching feelings. Sometimes he wondered, did you think he'd grow a soft spot for you if you started using his first name in bed? He almost heard it that one time, when he had you bent over your kitchen island, but you stopped yourself before you could finish moaning his name. It frustrated the hell out of him.

"Talk to me, baby doll, tell me what you want." He said with a small smile, watching you tremble under his hold, one hand working on your messy cunt, the other holding one of your thighs down to the mattress to keep your legs spread apart.

"Fuck you- ah!" You yelped when he trusted his fingers in once, hard enough to bruise one spot inside with his nails, making you groan in annoyance as you tried to keep yourself from making any nasty remarks that would have him go rough on you through the night. But you couldn't do it, you were pissed. He always does it - no texts, no calls, he just shows up and has his way with you. You didn't really mind it, but he could at least inform you before coming over.

"Is that the way you're gonna talk to someone giving you all this attention? Thought you knew better than this." Suna mocked, making you gasp, moaning when he picked up his pace again, "I'm gonna- gonna fuckin- kill you, mh-"

"Hah! Yeah, good luck with that. When're you planing to do that? Now, when I'm fingers deep in you? Or later, when I fuck you senseless with my cock?" He spoke, with each word leaning down, closer to your face, to look at your eyes that brimmed with small tears from all the overstimulation that growed on you. He then smirked, making your brows furrow, "Or tomorrow, when you're gonna be on your knees, sucking me off like the good girl you are- fuck!" He grunted in pain when one of your hands hit his head, making him pull his fingers out of you, "Feisty little thing... I see how this is gonna go."

"Suna.." You whined from the loss of touch and he smirked, looking at your eyes once again, the seductive look in his gaze made you shiver as he spoke, "Touch yourself for me, baby."

"No, want you.." You whispered and Suna chuckled, "I'll be over in a minute, touch yourself. C'mon." He said, taking the hand that hit his head just a moment ago, placing his fingers above yours and leading them to your clit, rubbing them on it slowly in circles making you moan, "Yeah, just like that, good girl."

Suna then disappeared for a minute while you kept teasing yourself, feeling yourself reach the edge you've been looking for so long now. Suna came back with handcuffs in his hand, twirling them around his finger with a small smirk.

"What- what's that for?" You asked in panic, your fingers stopping as you remembered you told him once about the handcuffs you bought, how he could use them whenever he wanted. You regret that now deeply.

"You know what it is for. Give me your hands." He spoke, taking your hands and cuffing one of them, the cold metal pressing hard against the skin of your wrist making you wince. "Suna, t-oo tight-"

"Aw, I'm sorry. Deal with it." He interrupted you, barely looking sorry for tying you up too tight. He swung the chain of the cuffs around the bar at the headboard before cuffing your other wrist with the same pressure on it. "Asshole."

"Yeah, bet you won't be saying that when my cock gets inside this pretty little thing." He said, looking down at your wet cunt. "Look at this mess, and I haven't even made you cum yet." He then started fingering you again, ruthlessly thrusting the long digits inside you, curling them upwards while his thumb worked on your nub. "Wanna cum, baby? Yeah?" He spoke over your whimpers as you nodded vigorously, bucking your hips up to chase your orgasm. Suna then spat on your clit, a spurt of saliva traveling over his thumb, down your pussy to your entrance as he kept working on you, smearing the wetness all over which only added to the squelching sounds getting louder.

"Suna-" You moaned and he interrupted you, barely able to keep hearing his last name exit your mouth. "Look at me. Open your mouth." He said, voice getting deeper and you gulped before obeying him. Suna then hollowed his cheeks a bit before spitting on your tongue that slightly lolled out of your mouth. You moaned, halting when he leaned in to kiss you sloppily, sucking on your tongue, mixing your saliva with his, later pulling away before spitting the mixed salivas on your tongue again.

You instinctively swallowed all of it making him snort. "Can't even wait for me to tell you to swallow, huh? So impatient." With that said, he sped up the thrusting of his fingers making you moan louder, feeling your high coming closer. "Suna, I'm gonna- gonna-" "Gonna cum? Cum for me baby, c'mon, cum on my fingers." He spoke, spitting once more on your clit, the thumb working on your clit as good as the other fingers did inside you. You moaned once your orgasm washed over you, letting you feel pure bliss as you bucked your hips a few times in his hand.

"Damn, you clenched so hard just now. Getting greedy, baby doll? Want my cock inside you? Hm? I'm afraid I won't be able to do that just yet." He spoke with a small smile when you kept nodding at his words, feeling almost totally out of it, still riding out your high on his fingers that now slowly thrusted in and out of you, before he pulled them out to lick them.

"What, is your dick not hard enough-" "Wanna taste?" Suna interrupted your bratty remarks, shoving three of his fingers in your mouth, making you gag as they reached the tip of your throat. When you got used to the feeling of his fingers, you moaned at the taste of yourself, sucking his fingers with your tongue sliding all over the digits. "Fucking slut, sucking my fingers like you'd suck my cock. Talking like that to me. I'm gonna fucking ruin you."

"And before I do that, I'm gonna make you beg for it." He finished his words, taking his fingers out of your mouth making you gasp for air and snicker after hearing his words, "Yeah, right." His face showed no signs that he was bullshitting though, and your small smirk dropped down, your eyes darkening to send him a glare. "Suna, I'm not gonna fucking beg."

"Too proud to ask for my cock nicely, huh? Okay, I can just jerk it in the bathroom, I don't need you. But you... oh baby, you... see this? This pretty little pussy clenched around nothing the moment I touched your clit. The moment my fingers press against your entrance, your pussy tries to suck my fingers in. You need me. Badly. Too bad you can't admit it, get over yourself and ask me nicely to give you my cock."

"Are you really going to make me beg for it?" You sighed out, watching him take off his pants teasingly enough for you to start rubbing your legs one against another, eager to feel his cock fill you up.

"I already did. It's on you to start saying it. C'mon, doll, I already gave you the answers. Tell me what you need."

"Need you, please." You said softly, looking off into the distance making him snort while sliding his boxers off, his hard cock hitting his stomach after springing out. "You gotta do better than that."

"Suna please, I need you so bad. Want you inside me." You spoke again, looking at him this time. He climbed the bed, coming up to you to hover above you, the angry red tip of his cock hitting your pussy, brushing against your entrance making you moan. Suna grabbed your face, slowly bucking his hips to slide his length against your wet folds. "Say it like you mean it, fucking whore."

"Ah- please, I need you deep inside me. Fuck me, please. Fuck me, Rin." And Suna didn't mishear you. He heard it loud and clear. You moaned out his name, you begged for him. You begged with his name rolling off your tongue. Suna groaned before pulling your face towards him to kiss you, hungry for you. He wanted to eat you up whole. Your teeth clashed as the kiss turned more rough, saliva exchanged, dripped down your chins, tongues almost tangled one around another, but you both moaned at the feeling of Suna's cock sliding inside you, your walls gripping him tight immediately, not letting him go anywhere except further into you.

"Need you, only you. Don't want anyone else, Rin. Fuck-" You moaned out, making Suna start rutting you against the mattress immediately, not being able to wait any longer. He needed to cum as soon as possible, because you drove him crazy. Suna held the small key he had in his hand to unlock the handcuffs, setting your arms free, he leaned down, his elbows by your sides, your arms wrapping around his neck, legs wrapping around his waist to pull him impossibly closer as his hips thrusted into you faster and faster.

"Does my cock feel that good, baby?" He huffed into your ear, moaning every time you'd clench around him and you could only moan in response, "Yeah, so- so good, Rin, please-"

"Talk to me, baby doll. What do you want?"

"Deeper please, dee- ah!" Your pleas were stopped when his thrusts slowed down, his hips hit yours with every deep thrust he made. "So fucking good for me, hm? Finally calling me by my name, being so needy for my cock, looking all pretty, fucked out like this, just for me, yeah?" He spoke making you moan and agree with him without hesitation which made him huff out a small laugh. You clenched around him hard this time, making him grunt in your ear before tilting his head to connect your lips and kiss you passionately.

"You love this, don't you? Yeah, you fucking do. You want me to fuck you till tomorrow comes, until you're fucked dumb on my cock, knowing nothing but my name, yeah?" He whispered against your lips, his tongue teasing yours, pushing inside your mouth to swallow your moans that kept getting louder and louder.

"Gonna cum, baby? Hm? Want me to go faster?" He asked and you nodded as moans kept leaving your mouth. He sat up on his knees, gripping your hips tightly to fuck his cock into you mercilessly making you almost scream at the feeling of his tip hitting your cervix. Your orgasm came in no time, washed over you once again and you could only breathe heavily, moaning at the overstimulation as Suna kept fucking into you, chasing his own orgasm.

"I'm gonna- gonna cum, fuck- you feel so good, baby, yeah that's it, keep clenching on my cock like that, shit-" He grunted, sloppily thrusting into you a few more times before taking his cock out, jerking himself off with his hand hastily to ride out his orgasm, thick cum spurting all over your stomach, some of it getting on your chest even.

"Fuck, that... that felt so good. Ha.." He huffed, leaning in to kiss you once more before taking off to your bathroom. You picked up your panties and your shirt. Suna came back with a damp towel, throwing it at you so you can wipe his cum off your body and get dressed. He took his clothes and started to put his clothes on too.

"You wanna eat something before you leave?" You said, watching him put his shirt back on before taking his phone and typing something, you guessed it was a text for someone. The only thing that made your guts feel all jiggly was that he smirked at his phone before looking at you with a strange look in his eyes, the look that you didn't like.

"I already ate. Shit was so good it made me feel full." He said teasingly, pulling you in by your waist to connect your lips once more today, making you chuckle and wrap your arms around his shoulders, kissing back. Suna's hand cupped your cheek, thumb running under your bottom lip, trying to open your mouth more so he could slide his tongue in.

"No- Suna, no. If you do that, you will never leave." You mumbled against his lips, kissing him again after that. "I would never leave anyways. But-" His words were interrupted by his phone going off, the screen showing Atsumu's caller ID.

"Gimme a sec." Suna said before taking his phone to answer the call, walking out of the bedroom.

"Yeah? .. Yeah. .... No. ... Fuck you. ....... I did it though. Nah, no way, man, you owe me a hundred bucks for it. ..... Hell no, I didn't get that pissed at him to go off and fuck her for nothing. ... Yeah, no. It was she who riled me up in the end, y'all didn't do shit. .... Whatever, just make sure you come today, I want my money. ... Shut up, see ya."

"What was that about?" You spoke from behind him, feeling tears prickle at the ends of your eyes for being able to hear and understand almost the whole conversation between Suna and Atsumu.

"Oh, you know. Just guy stuff." Suna shrugged, grabbing his jacket and walking off to the door.

"Didn't seem like it. Got something to say to me, asshole?"

"Hey, what's with the name calling? Look, Atsumu just made me fight with this dude who pissed me off, saying my pride's too big for me to lose NNN. And-"

"And you decided to bet with Astumu on it, fucking me dumb just to get the money." You finished his sentence, feeling angrier as seconds passed. Suna sighed, "Yeah, that's basically it. It's not that big of a deal though, don't make such a fuss about it. Later, Y/n."

Suna was already walking off in the hallway, but you were so pissed you couldn't think properly. How could one person be so annoying? He owed nothing to you, he had no obligation to be a decent human being towards you, yet you felt like he should've been. He should care at least a little bit. You couldn't take it anymore, you knew what would happen if you started to push his buttons further, and usually you would stop yourself before crossing the line, but this time it was too late.

With tears streaming down your face, you exited your apartment, catching a glimpse of Suna's back that just turned the corner. Not feeling like chasing after him, you yelled, "The deal's off! You can't even do the job properly! Fucking me dumb, huh? Your small dick can't even make me stay put in bed, you dipshit!"

And not even twenty seconds later, Suna was making big steps towards you, ready to push you in your apartment, close the door shut and pin you against the hard wood, not caring if you hit your head. He smirked at your expression before leaning in close to feel your lips brush against his as he whispered.

"If I didn't do it properly, guess that means I gotta try again, huh? Again and again and again, until your legs give up on you, until you feel like your back's about to break. Thankfully, I have more than enough time on my hands. I'm gonna ruin you, baby doll, I'mma ruin all of you."

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Loser | Kageyama T. x Reader

Warnings: handjob, blowjob, cumshot, praise, porn with plot

Summary: Kageyama hated the fact that you have so many options around you. He teased you a lot for it though having wanted to be taken into consideration too. Anyways, his actions made you get revenge. And he did something he feared as much as losing you - he lost No Nut November.

Characters: Kageyama Tobio, Reader

¤honorable mentions: Hinata Shouyou, Ushijima Wakatoshi¤

Relationships: /

Word count: 1.9k

"Kags, if you don't fucking give me my phone back, I'm gonna chop your dick off."

Ouch. Such strong words, enough threatening when combined with your icy glare, it would make anyone give in to your demand.

Not Kageyama though.

Kageyama Tobio kept his smirk, leaning closer to a smug smile, on his face, holding the phone up high, standing up on his toes every few seconds just to anger you more when you reach for the device that he held in his hand, but did not belong to him. This was so unlike him. You were minding your business, talking to some friends, when Kageyama suddenly jumped on your bed, on top of you, crushing your lungs, surprising you so much you dropped your phone on your face and then he snatched it, looking at the screen's content. And he didn't really like what he saw.

Dudes. Only dudes. At least 3 of them typing new messages to you, sending responses to your texts.

"Were you always a hoe, my dear Y/n?" He mumbled, teasingly enough to make your face heat up and feel like if you were in a cartoon, smoke would be exiting your ears.

"Were you always a dumb piece of shit, Kageyama?" Seriously, it agitated you. Kageyama literally never acts like this, he is always neutral about most things, and though he appears to be quite talkative and open when around friends, he's actually more the quiet type. And this kind of behavior is basically out of character for him.

"Listen here, you prick. I'm gonna call Hinata and tell him to cancel that small match you decided to have in Ushijima's backyard because you chickened out and broke your leg." You threatened, pointing your finger at him, your words making his brows furrowed and drop down to darken his gaze.

"I won't break my leg though." He said and you glared again saying, "I will. Gimme the phone, dipshit!"

"Catch it, idiot!" He said, throwing the phone behind you, the device dropping on the bed but bouncing off of it and aggressively rotating before dropping on the floor. Instinctively, you followed the phone's route and bounced off the bed, dropping on the floor, catching your phone clumsily just in time when your stomach and tits hit the ground, making you groan.

"You ass, the screen almost cracked! I can't believe you, why are you being like this?" You spoke, sitting up, holding on the bed with your hand to help yourself get up and sit on the mattress while rubbing one of your boobs. The impact of falling and the pressure of your whole body pressing your boobs against the hard surface made them squished to the point it hurted for a few moments.

"Do you meet up often with those guys?" Kageyama avoided your question, his face completely serious now.

"Huh?"

"The guys you talk to. You... you go hang out or... on dates and stuff?" He asked, his gaze dropping to the floor, hand reaching up to scratch the back of his head. You now knew he was going to be all awkward, especially when bringing up a topic like this. You only didn't know - but wanted to - where the hell was he going with this.

"You know I don't meet up with anyone I don't know really well, Kags. Let alone some frat boys from uni that can't even tell the difference between their right sock and left sock." You spoke with a huff, your back dropping on the mattress, legs dangling off the bed.

"There is no difference-"

"After you wear them for the first time there is! Anyways, that has nothing to do with it, it was just an exaggeration. I just don't have any romantic interest in them, they're just fun to talk to." You spoke, shrugging your shoulders while playing with your phone.

"What about me?"

"What about you?" You asked back, looking at him in confusion.

"Am I fun to talk to?"

"Of course you are."

"You treat me differently from them though." He said, sitting down next to you, your legs touching, making you shiver. You sighed before looking at him, exaggerating your words with your hands, swinging them around. "You are literally a professional volleyball player and one of my closest friends. Not even five brains of those dumbasses connected could reach your level of smart- you know what, forget it. Five could do." That made Kageyama hit your stomach with his fist, making you groan in pain.

"I just hate it that you're always smiling at your phone, looking all... well, like you're crushing on them. Hard." He mumbled, making you furrow your eyebrows before teasingly smiling, nudging his ribs with your elbow.

"You jealous?" You asked, wiggling your eyebrows.

"Ye- I mean no. No. I'm not. You're just- confusing, that's all." He smiled over his own words making you chuckle. This was now starting to be more like Kageyama when talking about topics like these. And you finally got an opportunity to tease back, "Yeah okay, jelly boy."

"I'm not jealous!" He defended himself but it only made you snort in response, "You so a-"

Everything stopped at that moment. When Kageyama was on top of you. His hands by your head, caging you between him and the mattress you laid on, not moving an inch. His blue eyes piercing into yours, caging your gaze in a hypnotizing eye contact. You looked at him with your lips slightly parted, observed his sudden demeanor that made you shocked, but not even close to uncomfortable.

"Y/n. Drop it. I am not. Jealous. I could never be jealous of them. You know why?" He said, softly smiling before leaning down to whisper into your ear. "Because I still get to have you next to me. They don't."

Then, all hell broke lose when you tilted your head and his lips were suddenly on yours. Your eyes widened for a second before you felt yourself get lost in the feeling of soft lips against yours, a hand lovingly cupping your cheek, the thumb stroking your skin ever so softly. You sighed in the kiss, letting Kageyama graze your bottom lip a few times with his tongue before pulling away, pressing his forehead against yours.

"You're mine and no one else can have you." He whispered with closed eyes, scared that if he opens them, he'll see your apologetic face filled with regret and disappointment. He didn't want you to regret kissing him, he didn't want you to be disappointed in him ruining the friendship, and he definitely didn't want you to look at him with the look that would indicate rejection. He could not be able to handle it.

"For how long have you felt like this?" You softly asked and he sighed, burying his face in the crook of your neck, mumbling "Long enough to barely hold on that little self control I have right now." before planting soft kisses on the crook of your neck, slowly traveling down your shoulder to your exposed collarbone.

"Tobio..." You softly moaned, and Kageyama almost lost it at the sound of his name exiting your mouth almost like a melody you could sing throughout the night. "Fuck- Y/n, please... stop me. Please..." He mumbled, letting his hand wander all over your body, going down to your pants to slowly let his fingers go under the waistband.

"I don't want you to stop. Let me- let me touch you, Tobio." You spoke, voice above a whisper, softly moaning the words out as Kageyama's kisses went further down, planted over your chest and ribcage, to your stomach. He looked up at you, narrowing his eyes before chuckling.

"I can't let you do that, baby. There's this November thingie I'm trying to keep up with. So if you won't mind, I'll let you do that when December arrives. How's that sound?" He mumbled against your skin, licking the soft flesh and sucking on it afterwards. You moaned, your hands reaching to grip his hair locks when his hand under the waistband cupped your cunt.

"Ha- no, no way. You're the one who started this." You said, sitting up and taking his hand out of your pants. Kageyama looked at you with slightly widened eyes when you pushed him on his back and sat on his lap.

"Let me have a taste." You whispered, leaning down to kiss him with passion, having him immediately kiss back with a hum, grunt halting in his throat when you pulled his hard cock out of his briefs, the pink tip leaking precum, two-three drops sliding down the shaft.

"Y/n, you- ha- fuck, fuck- yes..." Kageyama moaned out when your hand found his length and started pumping, the thumb smearing the precum all over his tip, down to the base. You leaned down and gave his tip a kitty lick before taking it in your mouth. Kageyama moaned soundly and loudly this time, one hand reaching to the back of your head to grab a fistful of your hair to get it out of your face.

You slowly bobbed your head up and down, having your hand stroke the remaining few inches that didn't fit in your mouth. Your tongue grazed along his vein on the underside making him moan louder and his legs twitch.

"Stop- shit- teasing me so much..." He spoke between shallow breaths, every second or third word being followed by a groan or a grunt.

"You were torturing me all the time. Time to taste your own medicine." You said, breathing heavily with a small smile making Kageyama smirk and push your head back down to his dick.

"You, my little one, are going to hell for this." He mumbled and you smirked in response before taking all of him at once, making you scared of gagging, which was stopped with a successful method of pressing your left thumb into your left palm.

"So good ha- don't stop, please." Kageyama moaned out when your pace picked up, hollowed cheeks sucking his cock in, warmth and witness engulfing his whole length making his cock twitch in your mouth. "Bet your cunt's as warm as your mouth is- ah, fuck- wanna see my cock disappear in you, just like now- mh-"

It wasn't long before Kageyama started thrusting his hips up slightly, trying to reach deeper, chasing his high. You sucked more, harder, faster, hand working on the rest that didn't fit in your mouth. Kageyama's breathing got even more shallow, the last breath followed by a inhale and a deep groan as spurts of cum leaked out of his tip. Your tongue grazing on his underside, driving him crazy, lips traveling up to the tip to suck the rest of his cum out of him, leading him in overstimulation.

"Fuck, you... you crazy ass, doing this to me in broad daylight." Kageyama mumbled making you laugh, your body crawling up to let your lips meet his for a brief second before you pulled away and looked at his with a teasing smile.

"And you're fucking stupid, losing NNN just like that. Can't even be next to a girl without getting a hard on. Loser." You said, sticking your tongue out and placing an L you made with your fingers on your forehead.

You yelped when Kageyama pulled your tongue with his fingers, mumbling an "Idiot." with rosy cheeks, pulling you into his embrace on the bed.

"I'm hard again though."

"Knew it."

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Busy | Kunimi A. x Reader

Warnings: fluff, cockwarming, soft sex, vaginal sex, praise, porn with plot

Summary: Kunimi won't deny you attention that you want. Even when busy, he will be as affectionate as he can. But when either of you gets needy, with him still being busy, you have got to find a solution. Cockwarming maybe?

Characters: Kunimi Akira, Reader

Relationships: Kunimi Akira/Reader

Notes: I feel like Kunimi wouldn't necessarily be the one to lose NNN, but I just needed to make a nsfw hc of mine about him into a oneshot. It just so happens to be November :)

Word count: 1.6k

"Princess, you okay?" A soft voice called out for you making you open your eyes slightly with a small groan exiting your mouth.

"Aki, you're home." You mumbled and saw a blurry vision of your boyfriend who smiled and softly brushed his fingers through your hair making you smile before closing your eyes again, feeling yourself drifting off to sleep again.

"I just arrived. I ate and brought something for you too so if you're hungry, check the bag in the kitchen." He said and you hummed, barely understanding his words. You were too tired to focus on anything but the feeling of his soft hands caressing your head.

"Come here. Wanna... cuddle." You mumbled, almost slurring your words making him sigh and smile apologetically though you weren't able to see it.

"I wish I could baby, but I still have some work to finish before I'm officially done for today. I'll join you when I'm done, hm?" He spoke and you empty-mindedly nodded, humming once again before tiredness washed over you and put you to sleep.

"Ugh..." You groaned quietly, slowly waking up. "Aki.."

"I'm here, princess. You okay?" You hear Kunimi's voice mutter from the other side of the room, along with the sound of fingertips hitting the keyboard. You slowly sat up and stretched your arms with a small yawn. Dragging yourself out of the bed, you spotted your boyfriend sitting at the table, glasses sitting cutely on top of his nose, as his dull brown eyes stared at the screen, fingers working on the keyboard, hitting the letters one after another.

You walked up to him, stretching your whole body this time with a small groan, catching Kunimi's attention. He looked at you and slightly smiled at you, checking you out from head to toe.

"Good morning, baby." He said, taking off his glasses and pulling you towards him with one hand.

"Is it morning already?" You mumbled, following along to his pulling, soon ending up on his lap. You wrapped your arms around his neck since you felt your ass sliding down his thighs. Kunimi smiled, placing his hands on his ass to pull you closer, your abdomens softly colliding. He cupped your face with his hand and pulled you in for a short kiss. You sighed, letting his lips take the lead as you still felt really tired, lazily kissing back.

"It's past 9pm, you kept sleeping for just about 20 minutes when I got home." He softly spoke against your lips making you groan before burying your face in the crook of his neck with a small pout.

"Please don't tell me you still have work to do." You mumbled against his skin and he sighed, that one hand of his that was still on your ass now softly massaged the flesh that was barely covered up by your panties.

"Then I'll keep quiet." He spoke and you immediately whined in his ear making him wince and move his head away from you which resulted in your cheek resting on his shoulder as he continued speaking, "And you should keep quiet if you want me to finish as soon as possible."

"I do want you to finish as soon as possible." You mumbled as Kunimi grabbed his glasses and put them back on to focus on the bright screen of the computer monitor again. "Can you be quiet for me for just a little bit longer, pretty girl? Hm?" He mumbled, almost whispered and you nodded against his shoulder.

Kunimi got back to working, which annoyed you quite a lot due to you wanting attention and cuddles from him. You called out his name many times and he would always hum, which should indicate he was listening, ready to hear what you wanted to say, but you thought his mind was somewhere else, most probably occupied by numbers on his screen.

"Aki." You then spoke in all seriousness, deciding to move your hips forward, dragging your cunt along his cock making him stop typing and quietly gasp. "I demand." Now, you dragged your hips back. "Attention." And then you dragged them forward again.

Kunimi gripped your hips with both hands, throwing his head back for a second to take a deep breath before sighing. He then looked at the screen in front of him, tilting his head to the left to whisper in your ear, "Is that the kind of attention you want? Hm?" He said, leaning down to place small, soft kisses on your shoulder making you get all tingly.

"Any kind! Just please, be nice to me." You exclaimed and Kunimi chuckled. "All right, I'll be nice and let you have a bit of me." He spoke and pushed you back to sit on almost the top of his knees. You looked at him in confusion, your arms losely hanging on his shoulders. He unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his pants before pulling them a bit down, together with his boxers, making his erect cock spring out.

You lips parted as you realized you didn't even think about the possibility of Kunimi being hard. What if he wanted to finish the work as quickly as possible so he can feel your walls clench around him as soon as possible?

"Aki..." You whispered and looked at him, Kunimi letting his lips curve up a little bit before leaning in to press his lips against yours. You moaned in his mouth, parting your lips. Kunimi let his guard down for a second, swallowing the moan and grazing his tongue over your bottom lip. Pulling on it lightly with his teeth, you sighed before scooting closer to him in his lap.

"Can I ride-"

"Not yet, princess. I still gotta finish this. In the meantime, how 'bout some cockwarming?" He playfully suggested and you just chuckled, nodding before letting him help you to place the tip at your entrance. You both moaned when his long cock entered you, your gummy walls clenching around him at once.

"Feels good, Aki- don't- don't wanna stay still." You whined, leaning your head on his shoulder again when his entire length settled inside you.

"I'm sorry baby, but you're gonna have to." He mumbled, trying to get his attention back to the work he had to finish.

"I don't want you to cum.." You said, closing your eyes to enjoy the moment of him filling you up completely.

"Listen to your little cute ass. What makes you think I'll cum before I pound you into the mattress?" He whispered and you moaned as your walls clenched at his words. He groaned at that, bucking his hips once before inhaling a deep breath and once again typing into the keyboard.

"I'm just saying... mh.." You mumbled, waiting for Kunimi to finish up. "How much more?"

"I'll be done in 10. It'll be over soon, you're already doing so good for me, being all still and patient." He said, kissing your temple before turning his attention back to the screen.

"I hope you stop now and pound me into the mattress." You whispered, repeating his previous words and starting to plant small kisses in the crook of his neck.

"Y/n.." Kunimi sighed your name and you smiled, knowing he wouldn't be able to hold out for much longer, especially not with the way his hips started to slowly hump his dick deeper into you.

"Come on, please, Aki, pretty please." You begged and Kunimi laughed at the sound of your voice. He then groaned when you bucked your hips, taking off his glasses and standing up abruptly. You yelped, quickly wrapping your legs around his waist and arms around his neck as his hands held you by your ass to support you.

He softly placed you on the bed as you giggled, feeling his lips settle on your collarbone, showering your skin with open-mouthed kisses. You sighed as you relaxed, feeling Kunimi's cock slowly slide in and out of you.

You both moaned, it was either in the crooks of each other's necks or in each other's mouth when you exchanged slow, passionate kisses. Kunimi never fastened his pace up to the point where you'd both lose your breath. This was the kind of sex you adored the most - slow, passionate, extremely intimate as you could focus on the feeling of his cock stretching you out every time he thrusts in, or the way it just filled you up to the brim, your walls gripping on him perfectly which made him feel blissful too.

"A- Aki, I'm gonna- ah please-" You moaned out and Kunimi groaned at the feeling of you gripping him tighter, barely letting him pull back, and he sped up his thrusts, angling his cock to hit the perfect spot as you chased your high.

"Me too, princess. Where do you want me?" He groaned out, feeling himself get close to his climax too. You pulled him in for a kiss, muttering a "Inside. Cum inside." as his thrusts got sloppier.

Soon, your walls were painted white with thick spurts of cum as Kunimi's dick rutted against your spot that being overstimulated, drove you over the edge as you reached your orgasm. You both moaned in bliss, connecting your lips in a slow, sloppy kiss as Kunimi helped you both ride out your highs. "So perfect." He mumbled between kisses making you smile. With his cock still inside you, he turned around to scoop you in his arms and hug you.

"I thought you were busy, Mister. Shouldn't you go back to the desk?" You teased, feeling yourself get tired again, this time willing to go to sleep with the attention you received and are still receiving.

"Work can wait. Right now, I want my princess to happily fall asleep again and enjoy her dreams. I work better and faster in silence anyways."

"Hey." You mumbled, slightly elbowing him in the ribs, making him huff a laugh, "Sorry, you're just too much of a distraction. I still adore you though. Good night, baby."

"Good night, Aki."

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Hot and lonely | Miya A. x Reader

Warnings: fluff, nudes, oral sex, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, cunnilingus, spitting, choking, breeding kink, praise, squirting, porn with plot

Summary: Both you and your neighbor get stood up. Frustrated, but lonely, you decide to keep each other company for the night so you won't waste the food and Atsumu won't waste the drinks. In the end, you are the ones wasted. And also horny and naked, in Atsumu's bedroom.

Characters: Miya Atsumu, Reader

Relationships: /

Word count: 4.6k

Notes: enemies to lovers kinda thing, neighbors that can't stand each other but then they fuck so it's all good. Also, no mentions of NNN here but as it is November, it's evident that Tsumu lost :)

"Are ya kiddin' me right now?!"

A sudden loud yell woke you up from your daydream, or well, more like nightdream, as it was already 8pm. You were sitting comfortably on a chair on your balcony, looking around to take in the surroundings as your mind cleared up. Seems like you were stargazing, but it turned into plain gazing, as you completely forgot about the stars once some other thoughts occupied your mind. You took a glance to your right, wrapping the blanket closer to you to keep you warm on such a cold night of November, and oh how you wished you didn't look that way.

Miya Atsumu was leaning on the railings of his balcony with one hand, face pink, you assumed due to the cold but also the anger that was boiling inside of him as he spoke to the person on the phone. You rolled your eyes and looked straight ahead, pretending to mind your own business, but still keen on listening to what was happening next door.

"So yer tellin' me I wasted ma money on some slut tha' can't stand me up 'erself?!" Atsumu's thick accent made an appearance and you almost hissed as you barely understood anything he said. Seems like wrecking his nerves makes his accent even thicker than usual. It was annoying the hell out of you.

"Do I look like I care- Doesn't matter, I- Ugh, ya know wha', fuck ya and yer stupid sister, tell the bitch to neve' appear in front of ma doorstep again." He said and ended the call. You almost laughed when he groaned in frustration, leaning his forehead on the railing, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down. You then whistled and it immediately took Atsumu's attention. He stood straight, fixing his button-up white shirt, clearing his throat.

"Bad night?"

"Ya can tell?" He huffed, crossing his arms and looking away into the distance.

"Hungry?"

"Not in the mood right now, Y/n." He sighed, thinking you'd provoke the shit out of him again, looking down at his feet, but soon after at you with pursed lips.

"I am starvin' though."

To say that you couldn't stand Miya Atsumu was an understatement. He was a nuisance. A menace. A dumbass, above all. And he just couldn't. Shut. Up. Everything was always about him and his life. Not once have you spoken to him when he didn't bring up his volleyball life or his brother and his restaurant, shamelessly promoting him by trying to get you to go there and buy some goodies to eat. You, being the food lover you are, immediately went to check out the place when you found some free time, but never told Atsumu. Not only would it inflate his ego, for you listened to him and did what he said you should do, but there also wasn't a chance to tell him.

Yes, you talked to him sometimes. And mostly it wasn't a pleasant experience. But that also happened very rarely. Miya Atsumu might be your neighbor, but he's still a complete stranger to you.

And another story about his life would usually ruin your day and make you want to kick his nuts and slam your head in the wall until you passed out because you'd rather be unconscious, dead even, than listen to another story about Miya Atsumu by Miya Atsumu.

But this story... this story you could relate to. This story was not that much, but still similar to one of yours, and as you craved company, you could do nothing but have Atsumu tell you how his date was canceled by the girl he's been seeing for a few weeks now. You didn't mind listening to him this time. In fact, the way he told the story was quite entertaining to you and kept you smiling or even laughing at times.

"-and then she fuckin' told 'er sister to stand me up instead of 'er doin' it herself- like, how the fuck can someone do that? Where's her dignity?"

"Long gone, I suppose. That really was a dick move. You did well by getting rid of her."

"Damn right I did, she always made me spend too much on her anyways." He said, adding a small notice of her being a gold digger. You almost snorted at how Atsumu was complaining about that as soon as he couldn't get some pussy. He probably couldn't even notice her using him for the money while he was balls deep inside her every now and then. It didn't matter then, right?

Atsumu cleared his throat, taking a sip of wine he bought for his canceled date. "Now, Y/n, darlin'." He spoke with a small smirk and you rolled your eyes, looking straight ahead at the wall in your living room, taking a big gulp of the wine. "Say, whatcha dressin' up fo' like that? And all this food, ya must've wanted ta impress someone real bad, huh? Got a date?"

"Let's not talk about that." You said, clearing your throat before continuing, "My night wasn't any better than yours."

There was a small silence after that, the only sound being the tiny squeaks coming from the chair you sat on as you turned yourself around one way, then the other way, keeping your elbows on the kitchen island. And then, Miya Atsumu spoke.

"Shut. Yer. Mouth." He said in disbelief, starting to laugh which irked you to the point where you kicked his leg with yours and repeatedly hit his upper arm with your fist. Though you couldn't do much, as your palms were small compared to the huge muscles he had stacked on his arm.

"Miya, shut it!"

"I can't believe ya got stood up too bruh, how- okay, but how?" He spoke almost seriously, making you look at him in confusion. "Look at ya, being all pretty and shit- wait, I mean-"

"Oh, pretty huh? Oh well, I know I look amazing, I spent two hours to look this good. And yeah, I got stood up. The guy sent a text last minute, saying he doesn't wanna come after all. Douchebag." You spoke and Atsumu looked at you with his mouth parted, not believing the story you just shared.

He didn't know you very well (of course he didn't, having talked only about himself when your paths collided), but from what he could tell, you were a star. Beautiful, shiny, and something to be admired, maybe even taken care of. You didn't seem fragile in any way, you always came off as strong to him, but he felt like you would love nothing more than have someone spend time with you, cook for you, smother you with kisses every hour of the day and make sure you stay happy and healthy.

He felt bad for you, really. He would never dump a girl, or at least not like that, and you would definitely not be someone he'd think of as easy and treat like that guy treated you. You got all pretty for the guy, even cooked! When you told Atsumu you prepared all this, he immediately gobbled it all up, but also almost blurted out another one of his stupid claims like "Go out with me", "We should date" or what else not, due to him having a weak spot for girls specifically like you.

"What a douchebag." He mumbled.

"I just said that." You exclaimed, rolling your eyes.

"I know, just- Well anyway, he's an asshole for that one. I'd never leave ya alone, not when ya look this amazin' and ya prepared all this food-"

"Are you drunk? I mean, I don't mind the praise, but it's not really like you to say that kind of stuff. Or... are you trying to get in my pants?" You looked at him with a small smirk, and Atsumu smirked back making your lips drown back down. "The answers to those questions would be no. And yes." You glared at him, threatening to land another punch at his upper arm but he lifted his arms up in defense and laughed, "Kidding. I'm just tryna cheer ya up, ya don't really look yer best thanks to that jerk."

You only looked down at the marble your arms were resting on, playing with the edge of the wine glass in your hands. Having drunk for quite a while now, you would've gotten quiet earlier, but it seemed like Atsumu always made you want to say something. Atsumu then scoffed and continued speaking. "Swear ta God, if I knew who he was I'd punch the shit out of him fo' doin' that to ya."

That made you look up at him with furrowed eyebrows. One of Atsumu's fists was clenched and he had an annoyed look on his face.

"Hold your horses, cowboy. What's gotten into you?" You asked when he clicked his tongue and look at you the same way you looked at him.

"Can't ya be more upset about that? The bastard said he'd come and spend a night getting to know ya, eating yer food, admiring how good ya look, and instead ya get nothing!" Atsumu's voice got louder, and you did not appreciate one bit of it. Atsumu was getting angrier as seconds passed, forgetting about his failed date and only thought of how you must've felt. How dare that idiot pass up such an opportunity with a girl like you.

And if only you could realize Atsumu's thoughts, you wouldn't be mad at him. You wouldn't think he was talking like that to mock you for doing all that just to impress someone. You wouldn't think he was trying to make you cry out in frustration due to you always doing so much, and never getting anything in return. And you thought that if those were his intentions, it was working. Almost. You would never cry in front of Miya Atsumu. So the other way to go around it was to yell back at him.

"Why're you making a big deal out of it dammit, just mind your own business! God, I shouldn't have invited you over, I knew this would happen." You huffed out, plopping back on your feet and taking the dishes to put them in the sink.

"So ya regret talkin' to me tonight?" Atsumu asked and you turned around to look at him, who was on his feet too. You straightened your back, pride not leaving you, not making you back down from your words, making you spit out everything you had to say, but didn't mean, "You know what? Yes. Yes, I do."

"Yer an asshole y'know?! That jerk isn't that stupid after all, he did well fo' standin' yer ass up!" Atsumu then yelled, feeling like he can't back down from this and just stay quiet like a wuss, and you thought the same for yourself, so you yelled too, "And too bad your bitch didn't stick to you longer to dry out not just your dick but all of your credit cards too!"

"What're ya talkin' 'bout?!" He yelled and you rolled your eyes, thinking about how stupid can he be not to realize that this apartment complex had the thinnest walls in the neighborhood. And it pissed you off. "Should've kept quiet on Fridays Miya, yer not as quiet as you think! Both in bed and generally when talking to people! Obviously!"

Atsumu groaned in frustration and went to grab his phone and apartment keys.

"Where do you think you're going dumbass?!" You yelled after him as he walked out of the kitchen and he yelled back without looking at you, putting his shoes on, "Back to my place, obviously!"

"Fine, go!" You said, swinging your arm to sign him to leave even though it went noticed by nobody. You just got a response from Atsumu when he turned around, chest flaming as he straightened his back, his man tiddies literally looking like they're about to rip his shirt off of him.

"Fine, I will!"

"Fine!" You said back, glancing at his form to take his appearance in one more time before you don't see him again for a few days.

"Fine!" He said back and left, slamming the door shut.

You groaned in frustration, feeling like you should punch something until it breaks. Your anger didn't last long though, it never does. You calmed down fairly quickly and went to clean up everything. You had only two things on your mind as you cleaned up the kitchen; first was how on earth could Miya Atsumu have the guts to say such things, think of you as some lowlife who would do anything to get some attention, how dare he think you only wanted to impress someone for who knows what reason, how dare he yell at you like that, and two was how dare he do that in such ways that made your head dizzy, cunt wet and thighs clenched.

You realized one thing after hanging out with Miya Atsumu for longer than 15 minutes (as your chats would usually be only that long), and it was that Miya Atsumu was after you push aside all of his flaws, in fact, hot as fuck. And the way he yelled at you made your arousal dampen your panties and practically force you to imagine if he ever got rough with a girl in bed. Did he ever yell at the girl, slap her, treat her like a whore that would always be on her knees for his cock only? If not, does he at least choke, or fuck mercilessly?

Thinking about Miya Atsumu got you so horny you thought you would pass out if you didn't release the tensions that itched your whole body and above all, your pussy.

And you thought you would do it alone. But there was a notification sound you heard coming from your phone. You picked it up and there was a message from Atsumu. You rolled your eyes but couldn't help but smirk, thinking of what could he possibly want from you.

And there it was. A photo attachment. Just that. You tapped on it in confusion but once it opened, everything was cleared up for you.

"How 'bout I make up fo' that asshole tonight?" Was written on the photo. The text was small but visible. The font was clearly adapted to let the bigger thing take the attention of your eyes. The background. And the background held big things that were in fact, waiting just for you.

The mirror picture Atsumu sent you had his hard cock on display, just taken out of his boxers that were nestled under his balls together with his black pants. His white button-up was unbuttoned but still on him, revealing just parts of his beautifully sculpted body, big chest, and defined abs. His hand that held a few rings wrapped around his long, thick fingers was wrapped around his big, long, and fully erected cock that had its pink tip leak a lot of precum.

You literally drooled, mouth wide open and hands trembling. You left him on opened, taking your phone and keys with you as you quickly exited your apartment, not even bothering to put some shoes on. You stumbled on your way to the apartment next door, your legs shaking. You wanted to knock two or three times but were able to barely knock once as the door was already opened by Atsumu who had only his boxers and the unbuttoned shirt on this time.

You needed to say something, wanted to say something. Your breath almost stopped itself in your throat but you managed to muster up a "Listen here Miya if you think that nudes, even sex can solve-"

And your words were interrupted, long gone, when Miya Atsumu cupped your face with both hands and pulled you in, he himself leaning in for a kiss. Your lips collided roughly, barely pressing against each other when Atsumu's parted, yours following, to take in as much as you both could. Sucking on each other's lips, Atsumu's left hand traveled down to your hand to grab you and pull you inside.

You took the lead in the kiss for a few spare seconds as Atsumu closed the door shut, locked them, and pinned you against the wall, making sure your head doesn't get hurt in the process. You moaned and his mouth swallowed that moan, that first moan he heard coming from you, the moan that drove him crazy. He wanted more. He needed more. He used the chance to slip his tongue inside your mouth.

Your hands wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer to your body. Atsumu pressed his whole body against yours, trapping you between his firm torso and the cold door, making you moan again. Atsumu grunted in response, feeling himself slowly lose control over himself as you continued to be you. So perfect. His hands fumbled with your clothes, simultaneously pulling you away from the door. You stumbled through the living room, just to get to his bedroom where Atsumu pushed your half-naked body on the mattress.

Climbing on the bed, he hovered above you and you cupped his face, your lips connecting again, this time much softer. He took in your taste, enjoyed the feeling of your saliva mixing with his, one of his hands caressing your cheek, neck, arm, chest, where he stopped to cup and massage one of your boobs for a bit before letting his cold fingertips graze against your hot skin, traveling down to your underwear where his hand rested at your hip and his thumb drew small circles into your skin making you relax and sigh in the kiss.

It made Atsumu smile a bit. He pulled with his teeth on your bottom lip and then pecked your lips, before planting open-mouthed, wet kisses on your jawline, one side of your neck, your shoulder, your collarbone where he stopped to suck on one spot for a moment or two which made you moan, the sounds leaving your mouth getting louder when the hand resting on your hip made itself comfortable between your legs, fingers feeling up on your damp panties. Atsumu groaned, stopping himself from creating a purple masterpiece on your collarbone, and swiftly took off your panties with his one hand. He lifted up one of your legs to get better access and you moaned when his fingers pressed into your pussy, coating it with your juices all over.

"Was this waitin' for that asshole? This pretty, wet cunt was waitin' fo' him?" He said, looking down at his fingers getting wetter the more he rubbed your pussy, and then he looked at you and your cheeks flushed as you moaned, mustering up the courage to speak up and say, "Doesn't matter. It's- ah- It's yours now."

"Damn right it is." Atsumu spat out, groaning right before connecting your lips, tongue immediately slipping in this time to play with yours.

"I'mma show ya what ya would've missed if that bastard showed up." He mumbled against your lips before scattering down to hook your legs over his shoulders, spreading them open and circling his thumb on your clit at a steady pace. You moaned out, feeling the need to close your legs or just grab something to keep you from moving because-

"Stay still, darlin', gotta taste this pretty cunt." Atsumu said before immediately dipping his tongue between your folds, giving your cunt a long lick with his warm tongue and then lapping furiously at your juices. You cried out in pleasure, arching your back which only made you more sensitive at Atsumu's touch. His hands pulled your bra above your tits that bounced the moment they left the barrier of the annoying fabric that barely did its job, and that fabric was replaced by much better bras, two big, veiny hands accessorized with rings. Those two hands fondled your breasts, tugged at your erect nipples and then one of them traveled back down.

Atsumu pushed his index finger inside your walls that immediately sucked him in and clenched around him and the cold ring that was on the digit that started to pump in and out of you at a fast pace. Atsumu soon added another, and then a third finger, stretching you out so you can be properly prepared for his thick cock that was straining against his boxers, it felt almost painful for Atsumu. He needed to be inside you soon. But first, he needed to make you cum with his tongue and fingers.

"Gosh, first thing in the morning I'mma do is suck on those pretty tits of yers." Atsumu breathed out on your cunt as his other hand whose fingers weren't deep inside you kept playing with one of your breasts.

"M-Miya- ah!" You yelped when Atsumu pushed his finger in more than knuckles-deep, and it made him smirk, thinking that if he wanted, he could fist your pretty pussy right now.

"Miya... really? That's the thanks I get after treatin' yer cunt like royalty?" He huffed out with a smirk on his face, removing your legs, keeping them spread with his as he climbed back up to grip your face with his hand, the other one still pumping inside of you, but slowly. He got close to your lips so they brushed against his and he smiled smugly when you tried to lean in to kiss him.

"Moan my name, sweetheart. I wanna hear ya moan my name as I make ya cum." Atsumu whispered and you breathed out, barely above a whisper, a soft "Atsumu.." with closed eyes, face looking blissful, making Atsumu growl and connect your lips in a passionate kiss.

"Again. Say it again." He ordered between kisses and you obeyed, moaning another "Atsumu." making his fingers speed up, pumping fast to drive you almost over the edge.

"Again, baby. Lemme hear it again." He whispered in your ear as you cried out in pleasure, repeating "Atsumu." over and over again like a prayer. Atsumu felt you clench around his fingers, hard, and he quickly went down to take his fingers out, spit on your cunt and push his tongue deep inside you making you almost scream.

"A- A- Ngh, Tsumu, 'm gonna- gonna- Tsumu-" You moaned out a nickname, a nickname that slipped your tongue on accident. But Atsumu liked it. He felt your cunt clench on his tongue, your cum coated his muscle that was inside you, making him groan and rut his hips in the mattress.

You barely calmed down from the climax you reached when Atsumu was on top of you out of sudden, grabbing you by your neck, leaning in to kiss you, and letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

"Ya taste so sweet, baby. I'mma never let this cunt go. It's mine now." He whispered, panting between kisses. You decided to put your hands to work and slid his boxers off. Atsumu helped you, not taking his lips off of yours.

"Tsu-Tsumu, fuck me. Please, I-" "Oh, I'll fuck ya, aight. I'll make ya cum again, this time with yer cunt wrapped around my cock." Atsumu interrupted you, kissing you once more, keeping one of his hands on your neck, the other helping him guide his cock to your entrance.

Atsumu easily slipped inside you, and you both moaned loudly at the feeling. That action made your cunt clench around him and Atsumu's cock twitch.

"F-Fuck, baby- ya can't- ah, shit- I'm not gonna last long, ya just feel too good-" Atsumu breathed out, increasing his pace, bottoming out every time with a loud slap of his heavy balls against your ass.

"'s okay Tsumu, just- Fuck- fuck me, ah-" You moaned out and your words were all Atsumu needed before rutting inside you, thrusting mercilessly, the hand wrapped around your throat tightening its hold at the sides, making white light appear in your vision.

"Ya look so fucked out, dammit, ya look- fuck- ya look perfect, ngh, fuck yeah, gonna milk me dry if ya keep clampin' down on me like that, baby." Atsumu moaned out, thrusts getting sloppier as he felt himself get closer and closer. You could barely do anything except moan and try to nod your head, though that was almost impossible as your head's moving was stopped by Atsumu's hand that was clamping down on your throat. "Fuck.. 's that what ya want? Want me to fuck my kids in ya? In this pretty lil' pussy?"

Your walls clenched around his cock one more time before Atsumu smiled and groaned, feeling himself get closer and closer to orgasming. "What my baby wants, my baby gets." He whispered before shooting his load deep inside you making you moan loudly, just like he did. Your walls gripped him tightly as he bottomed out and shot his cum inside you, your orgasm nearing too. Though oversensitive, Atsumu didn't stop thrusting. He groaned as your walls kept sucking him in, milking him dry. He released your throat just as he felt you were about to cum and you breathed loudly and heavily, mixing your breaths with your moans as Atsumu's hand rested on your abdomen, thumb finding its way to your clit and circle on the nerves that made your legs twitch.

"Tsu- Tsumu, no- I- feels weird-" You moaned out and Atsumu smiled, thrusting his cock slowly inside of you, to not let his cum spill out and to penetrate your G-spot. He felt it before, he felt the spongy spot getting harder, and he knew what he needed to do. He wanted to see it, he needed to see it.

"C'mon, c'mon." He chanted under his breath, and then a wave of pleasure hit you like a brick, making a tear roll down your rosy cheek. Atsumu pulled his dick out and his cum, your cum and your release from squirting spilled out like a tiny waterfall as his whole hand got to work and rubbed sideways on your clit.

"Tsumu~ Too much, please, Tsumu-" You moaned as more release kept exiting you and Atsumu smiled, groaning at the sight before him.

"This, this is- No, you're, yer so fuckin' hot, baby, fuck, I think I'mma get hard again..shit," Atsumu said, rubbing slow circles on your clit to help you calm down. He leaned down and cupped your face, pulling you in a soft kiss. You felt exhausted, barely able to keep your eyes open.

"Still planning on sucking those tits tomorrow?" You breathed out, gasping and squirming when you felt Atsumu wipe you down with a cloth. A few minutes after the show you put on for Atsumu, you calmed down but felt the need to fall asleep immediately. Atsumu laughed at your words and smirked at you, looking at you with those pretty, seductive eyes of his.

"Ya seem quite exhausted. Seems like yer not goin' anywhere, hm? Yer sleeping over then. Better fo' me, I guess. I mean, how else would I be able to do it after I clean this pretty mess up." Were the words that made you lift yourself up on your elbows, eyes slightly widening.

"W-What?" You mumbled and then regretted all of your life choices when you saw Atsumu's cock was standing high and proud against his stomach as he stood up, ready to take your cunt once again tonight.

"Darlin', I'mma suck on those titties tonight. And then I'm gonna fuck ya again."

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Let's play a game | Kozume K. x Reader

Warnings: cock tease, no prep, spanking, degradation kink, praise kink, vaginal sex, breeding, cumshot, porn with plot, (unintended voyeurism? but for listening, not watching - does that have a name?)

Summary: Your boyfriend couldn't help but let you play the game he's been stuck with ever since you bought it for him. He couldn't help but notice with every time you shifted your body in his lap due to your excitement for accomplishing a mission, his cock would twitch. That's why he couldn't help but to bury his cock deep inside you while you play the game, trying to keep quiet on the call with his friends.

Characters: Kozume Kenma, Reader, Kuroo Tetsurou

Relationships: Kozume Kenma/Reader

Word count: 3k

"Yes! Kill the motherfuckers!" You yelled at the screen with a smile, happy for your boyfriend's accomplishments on the new level in the game he's currently playing.

"Calm your tits, Y/n, you're wrecking my nerves." Kenma muttered, pressing his fingers in the buttons of the controller in his hands. "Shut up, Kuroo." He then added, your guess was because Kuroo said something on the other line of the call.

"Sorry. I know you got this. You're the best." You said and Kenma just hummed in response. A few moments later, and you felt bored again. You wanted to do something so you thought Kenma could entertain you a bit. Or his game, at the very least.

"Ken-ken."

"Hm?"

"Will you let me play?"

"Huh? You want to?" He asked, almost bewildered by your words. He knew you can bring yourself to enjoy watching him play, even doing some easy missions while he hops over to the bathroom or the kitchen for a second. But this was a level he himself found quite difficult, not impossible to beat though, and he wasn't sure how would you cope with losing if that would be the result of you trying to play now.

"I mean, I would really want to try this level out. I want to see if I can handle it." You said, standing up from the bed and walking up to his desk where he kept his eyes on the screen, not once looking at you, but still paying most of his attention to you. You could tell, and it made you smile.

"You handled previous two but I'm not so sure you could handle this one. Well, doesn't mean you can't try. You take a seat and I'll go-"

"No. I want you to stay and watch the whole time. I am sure I will most probably need your help at some point." You interrupted him, leaning over to see the screen. Kenma's character was in place but you could see others moving and someone speaking through Kenma's headphones, making you assume it was most likely Kuroo and other guys that were playing with them.

"Oh, well let me just grab a spare chair-"

"No need. I think this seat is perfect. Is it taken?" You said with a smile, interrupting him again and pointing to his legs. Kenma looked at you dumbfounded, glanced with his eyes at his legs and then back at you with squinted eyes.

"That's my lap."

"I know what I said."

Kenma groaned in response and leaned back in his chair, motioning to you with his index and middle finger to come here. You sat in his lap, getting comfortable and wiggling your butt a little bit. "Hope you bite your tongue one day and swallow those words of yours."

"Shut up and enjoy the love and attention I give you." You said, turning your torso around to peck his cheek and take the headphones away from him. "Besides, I know you enjoy it when you got me wagging my tail and shi for you."

The moment you said that, you could hear loud laughing from the other side of the headphones making you smile apologetically at Kenma before putting the headphones on your head but covering one ear so you can hear Kenma with the other, adjusting the mic to be near your lips so guys can hear you talk.

"Hey, guys." You greeted and others greeted you back, commenting your teasing and how you give Kenma too much of a hard time.

"I'm going to take your phone away from you. You use TikTok too much." He mumbled, leaning to the side to get a better view of the screen, he could almost completely see you side profile now and he didn't miss the small smirk that was intended for him. "I'll take your Switch then. Eye for an eye, ya know?"

"Annoying ass..."

"But pretty nonetheless." You shot at him, sending a wink and guys started to comment on something again with laughs in between making you laugh, which made Kenma curious as he could hear nothing except muffled talking noise. That made him lean into you, put his chin on your shoulder. You gasped softly when you felt him kiss the exposed part of your shoulder two times before turning his head to the screen. "That I can agree with. Now, doll, show me what you've got."

To say that your boyfriend was surprised was an understatement. Did he know you know your way around a game after playing it a few times? Hell yes. Did he know you can beat his highest score and fight and kill approximately 5 bad guys while keeping your health points above 60%? Hell no. Okay, you just got hit in the back due to Kuroo not covering for you (because he said he had to take a piss), making your health points drop to 53%. But still, you had enough ammunition and HPs to take the lead in the mission and accomplish all the daily quests in one game. With that, you'd get enough points to get to the next level. Kenma was surprised, but happy for you nonetheless. And himself, because he also needed a break from gaming sometimes, so this was a perfect small break to take a breather and check out other stuff in the game he couldn't focus on while playing.

Except, that was hard to do when he was also extremely aroused. He was, like, 'hard' hard.

The way you were riled up for doing so well made him riled up too, especially with the way how you handled yourself with almost no help from him. He was only there for you a few times when you got stuck with some technicalities or when you forgot how to maneuver something. He was proud of you, to say the least. But he was getting a bit pissed at you, too.

Every time, and by every time it is meant all the time, you would shift around in his lap. At first, it was painful when you bounced on his leg once, but hard enough to bring both him and yourself to the ground. But after that, after Kenma gripped your hips a few times, whispering in your ear to calm the excitement down, you calmed down. Not entirely though.

You shifted more warily, more slower, more... intimate. You teased, and you teased good. Your ass would always brush past his cock, and as you moved after every successful kill, you soon ended up sitting directly on his crotch, your cunt sitting on top of his hard cock. You knew he was hard, and it only encouraged you to tease him more, to start humping his cock. Subtly.

But Kenma noticed.

And Kenma liked it.

Once you won, once you actually passed the level, you bounced on his cock, bringing such sudden pressure he had to suppress a groan. He gripped your hips and took your headphones off while you cheered with the boys. You turned to him in confusion and watched him look at you with a darkened gaze while speaking in the mic, "A 2 minute break, guys."

You looked at him, hands trembling, watching him turn the mic off and take you by your hips to push you to sit on his thighs.

"Nice work you did, doll." He said, untangling the knot of his sweatpants, not sparing a glance at you. You gulped, looking at the tent his pants created thanks to the bulge that hid underneath, hard cock begging to be released. "Thanks, but you- you helped too." You said, scared of what Kenma might do or say next. And what he said, made you almost want to stand up and sit back on the bed.

"Oh my pretty little doll, I'm not talking about the game."

Your breath hitched, and Kenma made you stand up to pull your pants down and take them off, together with your panties. He smiled smugly when he saw your panties damp, meaning your teasing reflected on you too, coating your slick with arousal. Kenma then pulled his cock out of his boxers, letting them and the pants to sit just under his heavy balls.

"While I continue this one with guys, I'll have you play a new game. C'mere." He said, taking your wrist gently in his hand and pulling you to sit in his lap. "You'll take my cock. You're gonna fuck yourself dumb on it without guys noticing what you're doing. Understood?" He spoke in your ear and you whined, nodding softly before turning to him to ask, "But what if they hear me?"

To that, Kenma only smirked, saying, "Well, that only makes it more humiliating for you, doesn't it? Game over, baby."

Soon after the break was over and Kenma was buried balls deep inside you. Not having moved yet, you tried to collect your thoughts and breathe slowly, and quietly. This turned you on, no doubt about it, but you also felt embarrassed for being so close to the mic Kenma had on the headphones, so close that even if you tried to keep your moans down, guys would hear it. You needed a plan on how to make it without them hearing anything.

Your plan wasn't even halfway done when Kenma bucked his hips up making your walls clench around him and you groaned in surprise. That alerted the guys who were talking but heard a groan, what they assumed was of pain, making them quiet down.

"Everything alright?" Kuroo asked and Kenma smiled before speaking, "All good, Y/n stubbed her toe." And guys started to comment on that, telling stories on how they had those experiences when they'd try not to be pussies but it just hits you so unexpectedly you can't help but roll on the ground in pain. Kenma took the chance while they chatted to talk to his little girl sitting on his cock, looking all pretty just for him.

"If you don't start moving, I'll make you. Trust me, it won't be pretty." He said and you slowly sat up before bringing yourself down again. Trying to suppress your moans, you slowly bounced on his dick whole he continued playing with a straight face, acting as if nothing was happening.

Kenma was losing his mind though. Thinking he'd be able to play this one off, he realized he wants his hands on you and touch you all over while you pleasure yourself on his big cock, rather than pretending to be focused on the game and play something he already lost interest in. He would very occasionally glance at your pretty ass that jiggled with every bounce, making his cock twitch inside you. It made you drip wet and clench around him, and your moans turned into whines and whimpers.

You leaned back on Kenma, throwing your head back on his shoulder as your bouncing turned into grinding. You humped his lap with his cock inside and it felt incredibly good, his tip brushing against your G-spot repeatedly. Kenma smirked, clearing his throat to suppress a groan when you got tighter than before. He talked to guys about the game here and there, but his performance in the game was halting every now and then. It was unlike Kenma to stall the bad guys and then let them go, it was unlike him not to pick up the ammo he finds in the forests.

And Kuroo noticed.

He didn't dare to say anything because the last time he called him out, Kenma blasted his hideout with a bomb he placed exactly where Kuroo had his hidden treasures, gems and some TNT, making everything literally explode. Kuroo barely forgave him, but he knew he crossed the line by provoking Kenma. That's why he stayed quiet. Unusually quiet.

But Kenma noticed that. He couldn't pay much attention to it though, not when you started bouncing again, faster this time. Your whimpers mixed with your moans and you couldn't keep quiet anymore.

"Such a slut for my cock, huh? Are you being this loud- ah, fuck- on purpose? Want them to hear you? Want them to hear you fucking yourself stupid- fuck- on my fucking cock, huh? You pathetic little whole, then fuck yourself properly, c'mon." Kenma spoke, spanking your ass two times making you squeal in surprise and bounce harder as your cunt clenched around him, making him groan.

You just hoped he turned his mic off for that one, because you knew you had both been loud enough for others to figure out what's happening. You heard a click and realized Kenma probably turned his mic on again, speaking to guys about something, but you could only focus on the way his cock felt inside you. You were so full, he fit perfectly inside you, stretching your walls the perfect amount without much pain, penetrating your walls every time you bounced, his tip hitting the deepest parts inside you with every rut he made, making you whine and whimper.

"Ken- Kenma- I can't- need you- need you to fuck me- please-" You mumbled with your head turned away from him, hoping he could hear you like that, because you would not risk turning your head towards him, towards the mic which would most likely result in guys hearing you.

"Haha say what you want, I'm taking that one down though. Let me ask Y/n something first." He said before turning the mic off and taking his headphones off, placing them on the table.

"Little slut wants me to fuck her? What, you can't do it properly yourself? How weak and pathetic can you be? Looking for attention, getting some and then you want more?" He said, hitting your ass with his palm, much harder than the previous two times making you cry out and bounce faster, happy you can finally let your moans out loudly, not worrying someone will hear you.

"Yes, yes, please Ken- I need you to fuck inside me, deep and fast, please-" You moaned and Kenma chuckled before standing up abruptly, making you stumble forward and lean your arms on the table, your torso following them immediately after when Kenma pushed your back down to bend you over the table.

Your arms hit the headphones and head brushed against the keyboard and Kenma made you arch your back more. You fixed yourself up before he slammed into you making you cry out.

"So fucking greedy for my cock, fuck- Your greedy tight pussy grips me so fucking hard, ah-" Kenma spoke and started thrusting into you repeatedly in a fast pace, not once missing a beat, his long cock reaching much deeper inside you than before.

"You look so pretty like this though, taking all of me like a good girl- ah, wanna be good for me, hm?" He asked slowing down, massaging one of your ass checks roughly and when he saw you nod while moaning out a 'yes', he spanked you again, hard, making you cry out and whimper before his pace picked up again.

His deep and fast thrusts were enough to bring you close to the edge, your orgasm wanting the release. Your walls clenched, around his cock, making his thrusts sloppier as he was brought closer to his climax too. You both moaned at the same time as you orgasmed, legs twitching and Kenma brought his hand to your clit to rub it in small circles as he released inside you a few spurts of cum before taking his cock out and pumping it a few times, letting the rest of his cum splatter all over your lover back.

You tried to calm your heavy breathing, trying to grip the table but you accidentally gripped the headphones that were awfully near you the whole time. You heard almost nothing on the line where Kenma's friends were supposed to be discussing the game or whatever, and you halted when you heard Kuroo's voice speak loud and clear.

"Damn, my dude couldn't even wait for December first."

That made you freeze, and Kenma, who was cleaning your lower back, noticed that.

"Baby, what's wrong?" He asked and you looked behind you with widened eyes, pointing at the head phones quietly. Kenma furrowed his eyebrows before taking the headphones in his hands, inspecting them and halting.

The little green dot next to a small microphone icon was enough to make him smirk and look at you who had a bewildered look on your face.

"Looks like you couldn't win the game, after all." He said before placing the headphones on and listening to something Kuroo said, which you couldn't quite make out, but you were sure it was just him and Kenma as the screen only showed his and Kuroo's username in the top right corner.

You turned to Kenma to ask him what was Kuroo saying, but you stopped when you saw Kenma biting his lip while checking you out, bringing his hand to your chest and letting it slide down your torso to your hip that he gripped tightly and massaged in his hand, making you wince. What he said to Kuroo then made you confused, but also on the edge because of not what, but who they might be talking about.

"You know what? Maybe you could. Don't know if she could handle that, though. How about instead of me asking her, you come over and see for yourself?"

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skillaxx · 3 years ago

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Wake me up | Akaashi K. x Reader

Warnings: oral sex, somnophilia, felatio, blowjob, deep throating, gagging, praise kink, cum swallowing, porn without plot

Summary: Akaashi always goes out of his way to please you. In every single way. And you feel like you should do that too. So you decide to make one of his wishes come true. You suck his dick. And you suck it good. While he's fast asleep.

Characters: Akaashi Keiji, Reader

Relationships: Akaashi Keiji/Reader

Word count: 1.3k

The rays of sun are the worst thing to wake you up in the morning. They spit their shine directly in your eyes that try to hold their heavy eyelids up, feeling like they should stay closed and let your brain go in a deep state of sleep again.

But this morning is different. This morning is when you woke up with a small smile on your face, thinking of the same thing you were thinking of right before you went to sleep last night.

Akaashi.

Usually, that would be such a wholesome and cute thought. You'd giggle at your own thoughts, sometimes even cringe because it sounded too cliché to you. Today, the thought is something you're rather ashamed of for even thinking that way, but you couldn't help yourself.

You remember that one talk you had with the raven-haired male who was sound asleep next you right now, about what do you like and what would you like to try - we're talking about sexual experience here. And the thing that struck you the most was when Akaashi told you that he'd never mind doing anything you wanted to do. Literally anything.

Including waking someone up with some good head.

There was some small talk following the topic, but you didn't exactly establish who, how, when. You knew where. You kind of established when too. Example, right now. Who? Well, in this case it should be you, no? You wanted to wake him up that way, you wanted to please him the best you could, but you weren't sure if he wanted that. He didn't specify.

'If he won't like it, he'll stop me. Easy. No harm done.'

But if only you knew Akaashi would never mind something like this.

He definitely wouldn't mind you shuffling closer to him, getting under the covers so he won't be cold, and slowly pulling his boxers down, letting his semi-hard cock spring free. He definitely wouldn't mind you gliding your hand up and down his length, he wouldn't mind you taking him in one hand and smearing his precum all over the head with your thumb while placing small, soft kisses along the base. You finally got a reaction out of him, a small hum coming out of his mouth and his brows furrowed. You could, of course, only hear him, due to the covers being over your head and half of your torso.

After a few strokes you gave his cock, he got hard in no time making you smile before taking him in his mouth. That dragged a moan out of him and you lowered you head more, trying to take him all in, before bobbing your head up and down in a steady pace, your hand working on the part that didn't fit in your mouth.

Small whimpers exited Akaashi's mouth, tongue gliding over his bottom lip, his eyes fluttering open. You were still unaware of it, gliding your tongue along his cock as your hollowed cheeks sucked him in your mouth. Akaashi's eyes opened and he immediately took notice of something happening under the covers, something that definitely made him feel good, something that made him groan in pleasure, taking your attention. You took him out of your mouth and placed small kisses all over his cock, then sucking lightly at the red tip.

"Baby..." Akaashi sighed out, pulling the covers off to take a look at you. You looked up at him, sending him a smile before taking him in your mouth again.

"Ah- Morning to you too- shit-" Akaashi moaned out, bucking his hips up when your tongue slid over his tip. You wanted to say something, but didn't even get the chance to take him out of his mouth when his hand dropped on your head, collecting a fistful of your hair, slowly guiding you even though he did not force you to change your pace. But you knew he wanted to.

"Holy shit you're doing so well, baby, ah- can- can you go deeper for me?" Akaashi voiced out and you hummed in response, vibrations from your voice reaching Akaashi's cock making him twitch. You inhaled through your nose before taking more of him in your mouth, nose almost reaching his abdomen, throat relaxing. Akaashi moaned loudly, which made your cunt clench around nothing and encourage you to do it again.

Soon, it turned into deep throating, in Akaashi's mind he'd keep thinking you're 'doing God's work' with the way you made him feel so good so easily. It was not that surprising, you love him as much as he loves you, and you would do anything for him. Even if it meant gagging a few times while making sure his cock's tip reaches the furthest point in your throat it can reach, even if it meant you'd be breathless until he shoots cum down your throat.

"Baby I'm gonna- fuck- gonna cum-" Akaashi whined out, bucking his hips, pushing his cock further. Your eyes already started to water, your face started to redden due to the lack of oxygen, and Akaashi felt himself get closer to the edge the longer he watched you. Messy hair, his shirt on you, laced panties, ass slightly up as your back arched.

You stuck your tongue to press it against his length as much as you could and soon after his cum slid down your throat, in slow spurts. You gagged a little, humming when you slowly took him out of your mouth with a pop. Your hand kept stroking him to help him ride out his high, basically milking him dry as more cum kept coming out. Your tongue lolled out of your mouth, it still had tiny spurts of cum painting the inside of your mouth as you swallowed, making Akaashi sigh and sit up to pull you in a kiss.

His lips chapped and a bit dry against yours, wet, coated with saliva danced together, his tongue running along your bottom lip before sliding in your mouth. You moaned when it brushed against yours a few times and its tip brushing against the top of your mouth before it went back and Akaashi's lips then sucked on your tongue. He swallowed your moans, trying to grip your hips that were slowly starting to rut against his leg, your core searching for friction.

He ended the kiss with a small pull on your bottom lip with his teeth, and smiled at you. You smiled back, licking the cum off your fingers afterwards.

"Don't wanna waste it." You mumbled, humming at the taste of Akaashi's cum making him laugh. He then laid his back against the headboard and stroked your thigh with one of his hands.

"You're perfect. May I... do something in return?" He asked, slowly checking every inch of you out with a darkened gaze, his lip sliding between his teeth.

"And how would you do that, kind sir?" You asked, crawling on top of him to sit on his lap, wrapping an arm around his neck to pull him in for another kiss he gladly returned.

"Let me eat my breakfast ma'am. I'm starving." He mumbled against your lips with his eyes closed. You smiled, then let out a small laugh that was stopped by a moan when Akaashi's hand slid over your damp panties to feel up on your cunt that was wet thanks to your arousal.

"Could never deny you that, 'Kaashi." You mumbled back, kissing him once more before he suddenly slid his body down to get under your thighs.

"Sit on my face baby, Let me thank you for waking me up." He said and you smiled, knowing this morning might be one of the best mornings ever.

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skillaxx · 3 years ago

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Placing bets | Bokuto K. x Reader

Warnings: rough sex, vaginal sex, dry humping, praise kink, cock tease, breeding kink, creampie, cockwarming, barely any prep, porn with plot

Summary: It's the fourth day of No Nut November and your boyfriend keeps ignoring you. You won't take any of Bokuto's shit though, not when you're more horny than you've ever been. And he won't let you leave the bedroom after you make him lose a bet he really wanted to win.

Characters: Bokuto Koutarou, Reader

¤honorable mentions: Akaashi Keiji, Hinata Shouyou¤

Relationships: Bokuto Koutarou/Reader

Word count: 3.2k

Notes: As an Akaashi kinnie, I feel like this Bokuto smut has met almost all the requirements I wanted to see in a smut oneshot for him so yeah, the Akaashi in me is (s)creaming and very satisfied with this.

"Kou~ I'm home~" You sang, entering the apartment you share with your boyfriend. Calling out for him, you expected to hear him greet you extra loudly, sounding really excited, but there was pure silence.

"Kou?" After calling out for him again, you realized you won't get an answer. That big tittied man has been trying to ignore you for the past 4 days, and while you might've been able to catch up with what's going on, you were still very confused on why would Bokuto go with something like this. That's why you decided you will get everything back to normal today. No matter what.

You decided to check where he might be. As if on cue, the bathroom door opened. Your boyfriend exited the bathroom in all of his half-naked glory, grey sweats on and a towel around his neck, one edge of it between his hand and the partially wet hair that hung over his forehead, falling over his eyes as he dried his grey locks.

"Y-Y/n, when did you get here?" Bokuto voiced out, slightly stuttering over your name, not expecting you to come home earlier than usual. You crossed your arms and leaned your arm on the wall beside you, looking at him with a raised brow. "Hi to you too. And I just got home. You fresh out of the shower?"

"Mhm. I'm really tired too, so I'm gonna go to bed. There's some leftover lunch Akaashi made if you want to eat. Bye-bye." Bokuto said in one breath before waving at you and taking almost two metre long steps to your shared bedroom before slamming the door shut.

"What the...?" You mumbled, staring at the door for a few seconds before looking at the time on your phone.

6pm.

"Is he fucking serious right now? Nu-uh, I won't be having this today." You said to yourself before knocking at the bedroom door. Not even a second later you heard something drop and strange rumbling noise come from inside the room.

"Kou? Are you alright?" You asked, turning the knob to open the door, but you were stopped by Bokuto who held the door closed and yelled, "Don't come in! I-I'm okay!"

"Baby you can't stop me from coming in my own room." You said with a huff and Bokuto teasingly chuckled, "Well I'm doing it right now, aren't I?"

"Stop being so stubborn, you ass, and open the damn door!" You said getting more frustrated as time passed while Bokuto just laughed, forgetting he did take the situation seriously too just a minute ago. Now, it's just playtime for him, which was proved to you when he said, "Never! Haha!"

This kept on for a few minutes, you pushing the door to open them, using all of your strength even though it was basically useless against Bokuto. I mean, you were aware your boyfriend is literally like a brick wall, firm and thick in all the right places, the muscles his body stores in making him tall and wide in the most perfect way. You could do nothing against the so well fit athletic body of your favorite volleyball player, but sometimes, only sometimes, luck hops over to your side.

That's what happened at this very moment, when Bokuto's foot slipped making him stumble back. This gave you a chance to push the door open but it was so sudden you ended up stumbling forward, dropping on your boyfriend's body that just laid on the floor, basically lifeless as Bokuto knew what was about to come.

Your body hitting against his, his body hitting against the floor, curses and angry frazes exiting both of your's mouths. It was evident some shit would go down and one of you might get hurt. This time it was Bokuto who groaned in pain, not even due to your body slamming against his, no, that wasn't even in the question, he barely felt it. He did, however, hit his head against the floor in the process of falling, and even though he is a big, muscly guy, he has his moments when he hurts himself and actually feels the stinging and pain.

"You alright baby?" You asked Bokuto who was holding the back of his head with one of his arms, his biceps and triceps flexing in the process making your eyes subtly flick over to his arm a few times. You sat up straight, almost sitting directly on his crotch, which gave you an idea for a new plan you could execute at this very moment to get Bokuto to stop ignoring you.

"Yeah I'm good, my head hurts a little, but I'll be fine." Bokuto said, softly wincing while massaging the place where it hurts. You cooed almost teasingly with a hint of sarcasm, and leaned down towards his face while trying to subtly shift yourself to sit directly on his dick, "Oh my poor little boy, let me kiss it bette-"

"No!" Bokuto interrupts you, trying to push you off of him, but you purposely press your bottom against his crotch with a small smirk on your face, knowing Bokuto's statement didn't hold even a small piece of truth in it. He could push you off so easily, using only one arm. Yet here you were, sat on top of his dick that started to twitch at every slight movement you made while adjusting yourself.

You smiled and pinned his arms above his head to the floor, getting a good hold of his wrists. Bokuto whined and tried to free his arms, still not using half of the strength he has. To add to that, he kept looking away, not once looking you in the eye as you kept moving around on his crotch, partly not even aware of what you were doing to him just now.

"What the fuck- why are you pushing me away Bo?" You huffed out in frustration once Bokuto lifted his hips up. It seemed to you as if he was trying to lock you between his legs and literally wrestle you to the side to get you off of him, while the truth was that he needed something else. He needed you to stay put, in your place, and give him friction. A lot of friction. And you too realized that when your boyfriend actually moaned and grunted a bit, lightly thrusting his hips up a few times, "Y/n, please- don't- ah-"

There was only silence now, accompanied by the sounds of Bokuto's heavy breaths and a few whimpers here and there. Realizing you had no hold on his arms anymore, he covered his face with his hands, trying to get his mind off of your body sitting at the perfect spot right now, letting him feel every part of your slit sitting exactly atop him.

It was too late though, the thoughts about your body were flooding his mind every day, thus he ignored you, and this time, with you almost being against him skin to skin, he would inevitably get hard, his cock wanting to be set free and feel your mouth, hand, cunt, ass, anything. He just needed you to touch him.

But you didn't have to know that. So he tried to cover up. Of course, he did that horrendously bad.

"Kou, are you hard right now?" You asked, slowly grinding down on his boner making him try to suppress his groan and drag his hands down his face that started to redden as he tried to sputter a few lies, "N-No! I'm not. I'm perfectly fine. I'm not.."

"I think you are." You said with a small smirk on your face, making sure to grind forward with a bit more pressure, making Bokuto unable to stop his groan, "Agh- stop. Please Y/n, I can't-"

"Why?" You questioned before making a sarcastic noise of realization, looking at him straight in the eyes. "Oh, is it because it's November? Baby, don't be ridiculous. The bet you have going on with Hinata is absolutely outrageous."

"What are you talking about?" Bokuto asked with a raised eyebrow, which would make you almost believe him if you didn't know him so well or notice the tips of his ears already glowing slightly red. You quietly snorted and leaned down to look at his pretty, golden eyes that glistened with desire.

"You can't resist me. I know I'm hot, you know I'm hot. Is that why you've been avoiding me the past four days? Hm? Trying not to get your dick up?" You teased him, grinding down on him a few times while laughing and continuing, "I love you Bo, but that childish NNN thing has to stop."

"Y/n, n-no-"

"And it'll stop now." You interrupted him and started to add the perfect amount of pressure on his clothes cock as your grinding turned into short but effective humps, making Bokuto all but moan at the friction you granted him, "Don't-Don't you dare do this to me, I gotta win this-"

"Should've thought of another way to do this then. Ignoring me just because you can't control yourself? Pft~" You said, stopping your movements for a bit.

"Oh, I can control myself, alright? It's you who'd be the problem. You're horny 24/7." Bokuto argued making you look at him with a raised eyebrow, so you decided to fight back. Though both of your's arguments were fairly poor and full of nonsense, you both felt like you weren't in the wrong. "Well it goes back at you, it's your fault for having such juicy titties and thighs-"

"Then just admire them from afar, don't pounce on me with every chance you get!" He argued back making you do the same thing again, "I would've stayed away if you would've just told me, since winning matters to you so much dumbass!"

"Don't call me a dumbass..." He then spoke softly, feeling slightly hurt by your words he knew you didn't actually mean, but they made him feel like you were serious about the matter. "I'm sorry."

"Me too, baby." You said before sighing and leaning down to kiss his forehead. He closed his eyes, lips slowly curling upward to enjoy the moment of affection, which was shortly after ruined when you whispered, "I really am sorry for this."

You then dragged your cunt you could already feel was soaked with your arousal over his rock hard cock making him grip your hips and moan loudly, "Wha- no, baby-"

"You say no but keep pushing your hips up and mine down. Do you really want me to stop?" You whispered in his ear, dry humping his erection, smirking when the only response you got was grunts and moans, "Well then, I'll stop and let you win this thing-"

"No! Don't- Don't you dare... don't stop.. please, baby owl, I need you.." Bokuto said between his heavy breaths, rolling your hips in circles, not letting you lift them up for even a second.

"As you wish." You said, lifting your head up to take a good look at your boyfriend.

His face was beautiful.

Golden eyes shining so brightly, halfway closed when they roll to the back of his head when your cunt brushes against that one perfect spot. Mouth open the entire time, either letting the heavy exhales or moans exit, no words spoken. Cheeks a bit rosy, with one-two small sweat drops rolling down his cheekbones. His grey hair that was once partly dried was now sweaty at the roots.

You smiled at the expressions he gave you, but that soon faded when your arousal gave you clear signs you needed more friction. More of Bokuto. Your humps turned fast and needy, moans slipping from your mouth as you rolled your hips in all directions that made both you and Bokuto throw your heads back.

Bokuto suddenly sat up and held you by your lower back, pushing you closer to him. You wrapped your arms around his neck, tangled his hair between your fingers and pulled him in for a heated kiss. Your lips sucked one each other's, tongues brushed, touched and entangled, playing with each other, teasing, as saliva either exchanged or dripped down your chins.

You somehow reached your high sooner than him, moans getting louder, breaths getting sharper, and your orgasm shook your entire body. Your legs twitching, cunt almost gushing, and your climax made your head drop on Bokuto's shoulder. Slowly dragging your hips back and forth, you thought you could get over your high, calm down and continue your night with other activities, but Bokuto definitely wasn't up for anything other than finishing what you started.

"Baby, I'm gonna- Kou?" You said in confusion, lifting your head up from Bokuto's shoulder only to be met with Bokuto's eyes darkened, emitting only lust, desire. It was evident he would not let you go anywhere.

"You, me, bed. Now." Bokuto gritted through his teeth before swiftly picking you and himself up, standing on his feet. You yelped in surprise, wrapping your legs and arms around him, but letting go once he softly placed you on the soft mattress. He took off all of his clothing all at once making you surprised at his eagerness, but you nonetheless did the same, not even needing to hear him tell you to take your clothes off.

As soon as your panties slipped off, Bokuto climbed on the bed and hovered above you, grabbing your face with one hand and pulling you in a passionate, but fast kiss. Pulling away, he leaned his forehead on against yours and whispered, "I'm gonna fuck you now, baby. And you're gonna cum. Hard." You moaned at his words, cunt clenching around nothing as Bokuto's fingers rubbed your slit, spreading your juices all over your pussy.

"And you're gonna make me cum, milking my cock so hard that I'm gonna put my kids so deep in you that my cum won't leave your cunt. Ever." He said, afterwards showering your neck with kisses and small bites on some spots. You moaned in response.

"Sound good?" He mumbled against you skin, licking a long stripe from your shoulder to your earlobe, catching it between his teeth and sucking on it gently, brushing his tongue against it a few times.

"Sounds perfect, Kou." You moaned out, feeling him smile against your ear.

"Gosh, I'm gonna fuck my kids into you so well you're gonna lose your mind." He said, lining up his cock with your entrance, sliding the tip a few times up and down your slit before quickly pushing in half of his length.

"Kou- fuck, ahh-" You moaned at the sudden feeling of stretching, like his thick cock was tearing you apart without even being all the way inside you. You clenched around him a few times making him grunt in response before pulling back and then slamming his entire length into you.

You moaned loudly at the same time, you at the feeling of stretch and his tip brushing against your cervix, and him at the feeling of your tight walls clenching hard on him, as if they were hinting him to stay in place and stay inside you forever.

"Your greedy little pussy- fuck- gripping me so hard, barely letting me move. Already wanna milk me dry, huh? I've only just- shit, ah- filled you up with my cock, can't you be a bit patient- ugh- at this rate I'm gonna cum already- ah-" Bokuto spoke, words mixing with moans, grunts and groans, feeling every inch of your walls gripping on him. You could barely muster up any words to respond, only moans exiting your mouth to let him know how good he made you feel as his thrusts sped up.

"Kou please- faster- harder-" You huffed out between moans and Bokuto laughed, picking up his speed and pushing into your cunt with more strength making you groan at the feeling of your body moving back as his thrusts kept going forward.

"My baby owl is so needy, ah- want me to go faster, harder- you just- fuck, mh- you just want me to fuck you dumb, huh?" He said, speeding up his thrusts, now already ramming into you. You couldn't keep your moans any quieter than this anymore, they were so loud you were positive the neighbors would hear - or have already heard you.

"So fucking pretty for me- mmh, fuck- look at you, doing such a good job, just laying here while I fuck you-" Bokuto kept talking, knowing it would drive you closer to the edge. He smiled when it was confirmed, your walls squeezing him tightly, sucking him in every time he pulled back.

"Kou, I can't- 'm gonna cu- ah- 'm gonna cum-" You moaned out, Bokuto gripping your hips to ram into you some more, one hand finding its way to your clit to rub it in fast circles, stimulating you more and helping you orgasm for the second time tonight. You moaned loudly when you felt it and Bokuto kept his smile, moaning here and there when he feels your walls clench around him again and again.

"Yeah? My pretty baby is gonna cum? Do it- ah- cum for me, come on, baby, cum for-" He grunted, interrupting his own words when you came, cum gushing out of you, your walls holding a grip on his cock, tighter than ever.

"Kou- ah, wait, sensi- tive-" You moaned out when he kept almost the same pace, his thrusts now sloppier though, as he felt himself coming closer to his orgasm. "No time to- shit- waste baby, gotta- ugh I'm so close- fill your pretty little cunt- ah-" He groaned out and gave one last thrust inside you before you felt thick spurts of cum fill you up and paint every inch of your walls white.

"Baby, ah shit so fucking good- baby, I- I love you." Bokuto stuttered out, hiding his head in the crook of your neck, giving you a few kisses, while slowly rutting inside you, calming down from his high.

"Love you too, Kou. Love you too. Forever and always." You mumbled, kissing his shoulder before running your hands up his arms to his hair and running your fingers through it, knowing it will help him calm down.

"Sorry about the bet, I really hoped I'd win, you know." He spoke, laying down partly on top of you, keeping his cock still inside you. "Why?" You asked.

"The reward were two tickets for the Christmas Festival in Tokyo, you basically get a discount for every purchase at the food stands they got there. Thought we could go for a day or two on a small vacation there after a good fuck you'd reward me with for not nutting for an entire month." He mumbled, his face pressed into your skin when you turned to face him completely and wrap your arms around him.

"I don't know if I should ignore the last part and say that was sweet of you or not. But since you already got a good fuck we can plan a small trip to Tokyo for the next weekend." You spoke with a small smile on your face, the smile widening when Bokuto chuckled and muttered out a tired "Yay~" before wrapping his arms around you.

"Great idea. One thing though." Bokuto said before clearing his throat and continuing, "A good fuck requires a minimum of three rounds-"

"Shut up, no it does not."

"I thought people say third luck's a charm?!"

"Oh my God, Kou-"

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