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Cross Posting

I am going to begin cross posting my work to AO3. You can find everything at https://archiveofourown.org/users/bigctyslam 

I promise you all that I am working on new material but my life is crazy busy, even on term break. I appreciate you all so much and love the feedback I am getting!

I think I am going to expand my horizons and start writing for other fandoms:

peaky blinders

JJK

Marvel

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Dreaming of a Miracle PT 2

CW: 18+ ONLY, SMUT, unprotected sex, breeding, fingering, oral, pet names, fluff, Bo being the aftercare king 

Post timeskip

Bokuto x F!Reader

Dreaming of a Miracle Part 2

Pt. 1

Summary: y/n and Bokuto both return from their respective weekend trips the topic of starting a family comes up. The two have tried a few times before but after fertility issues and multiple miscarriages, they decided to stop trying. That is until now. 

SUNDAY EVENING

You get home from your sister's house with plenty of time before Bokuto arrives, so you have enough time to take a nice long hot shower. You have spent a lot of time thinking about the brief conversation you two had and have come to the conclusion you want to try again. You shave and moisturize your body with Bo’s favorite scented lotion. Going into your closet, you grab one of Bo’s old High School jerseys and pull it over your head. It swallows you up, drowning you in the musky scent of your husband. You are pulling on a pair of shorts as you hear the front door open.

        “BO!” You shout as you run down the stairs. Your husband rushes to the bottom, ready to catch you. You jump into his arms, and he spins you around as you wrap your legs around him and nuzzle into his neck. The two of you stand there for what seems like hours, drinking each other’s scent and relishing in the reel of each other’s bodies. “I missed you so much. Watching you on tv isn’t the same.” You mutter.

        “Oh, love, I missed you too. The hotel room felt so empty with just me.” He confesses, setting you down and looking into your eyes. His hands move to cup your face and he plants his lips firmly to yours in a longing kiss. His tongue swipes over your lip, pleading for entrance. You happily oblige, hearing a groan from him as his tongue explores your mouth, savoring your taste. Your hands move to his chest, and you pull away. He looks for your eyes, but they are turned down to the floor.

        You take a deep breath before returning your gaze to his. “Bo, I’m ready.” You can see the clear confusion in his face, his eyes begging you to elaborate. “I want to try again.” The confusion leaves his eyes and is replaced with a flame of lust.

        “Tell me what you want, love.” His voice is low, thick with desire, “I want to hear you say it.” You know exactly what he wants to hear.

        “Kortaro, I want you to fuck a baby into me.” You declare boldly, blush growing in your face. Your directness almost leaves your lover speechless. “I want to have your children. I want to feel them grow inside me. I want them to nurse from my breast. Hear them laugh, watch them play. I want to watch you and Kuroo teach them how to play volleyball. I want to give you a whole team of kids for you to coach.” Bokuto gasps, your confession surprising the both of you. 

        With a thick swallow, Bokuto declares, “well we better get started, then, shouldn’t we?” You nod eagerly, and a laugh escapes your mouth when you are thrown over Bo’s shoulder as he bounds up the stairs, taking two at a time.

Getting to the bedroom, Bokuto throws you on the bed, grabbing your ankles and pulling you to the edge. Kneeling in front of you, he runs his hands over your thighs, letting out a groan. "Oh, baby, your skin is always so fucking soft,” he says as his hands go to your waist to remove your shorts, your hips instinctively lift to make it easier. Once he slides your shorts off, you hear a deep groan. “Uuuuung, y/n, I’ve been going crazy without you.” He mutters against your thigh, leaving a trail of sloppy kisses up to your soaking heat. He places an opened mouth kiss to your wet heat over your barely-there panties, the sensation causes you to arch your back, pressing yourself closer to his mouth. Hooking a finger into your panties, he pulls them to the side before licking a broad stripe up your dripping cunt. Letting out a moan, you hear him mutter, “g-d this is my favorite thing, I fucking love your pussy so much.” Your fingers tangle in his hair as you pull his face closer to your pussy. He sucks your clit into his mouth and lets out another moan that travels through your clit, sending shivers up your spine. While his tongue is on your clit, his fingers travel to your dripping hole. He slides his ring finger into you drawing a long moan from your mouth, your own small fingers are nothing compared to his thick ones, calloused from years of volleyball. A smirk crosses his face when you let out a sharp gasp as you feel the cold of his wedding ring touch your hot skin, loving the way the symbol of your love and commitment looks against your most sensitive place.

He begins thrusting his finger in and out of you, adding his middle finger in after a bit. You arch your back into his touch, letting out a loud moan.

“Oh Kotaro, your fingers feel amazing, but…” your words break of in a gasp as he curls his fingers up, brushing against the spot he knows will have you gushing all over his hand. “Baby, I need your cock. Please, fill me up!” You beg.

“You know I love it when you beg, my love,” he says, removing his fingers from your weeping cunt. He stands up off the bed and rids himself of his shirt, throwing it haphazardly to the side, before reaching for the hem of the shirt still hiding your body from his gaze. Pupils blown, his eyes lock onto your breasts. His tongue flicks out, wetting his lips as the image of you, round with his child and tits full of milk, flashing through his mind. He is pulled from his thoughts when he feels your hands brush over his toned stomach, making their way to the band of his sweats. His large hands cover your small ones as you both work to remove the final articles of clothing. A sharp hiss leaves Bokuto’s mouth as his freed cock hit his stomach.

You reach your hand out to touch him, only to have him grab your wrist. His other hand moves to your chin, fingers tilting your face up to look at him. “Baby, please let me make this about you.” He says. A look of confusion travels across your face, silently asking for him to elaborate. “I did some research, and…” he clears his throat, “ummm, if I make you cum, too, it can improve the chance of getting pregnant. Please don’t make me go into the science of it, I don’t want to kill the mood.” You cut him off by pulling him into a fevered kiss full of desperation. You pull away with his bottom lip between your teeth. Releasing it, you place your forehead against his, breath coming in gasps.

“Then make me feel good and fuck a baby into me.” You whisper, eyes locking with his. One of his hands grabs yours, fingers entwining, the other travels between you. Lining himself up, he slowly enters you. Both of you groan at the feeling of each other’s body. “Booooo, you feel so fucking good.” You moan, gasping as he thrusts gently, still not fully inside of you. “Bo, I need more.” You whine out, wrapping your legs around his waist. You lock your feet together, hoping the pressure will encourage him to go faster.

To your surprise, the tactic works! Bo slams the rest of his long, thick cock into your pussy. You let out a scream as his tip hits just the right spot and stars burst into your vision. Bokuto’s head drops down next to yours at the abrupt feeling of being fully encased in your heat. “Oh y/n, you feel so fucking good. I am going to love fucking a baby into you.” He whispers into your ear. “I’m going to start moving, are you ready?”

“Yes, Bo, yes! Please! I need you to fuck me.” You call out, nodding your head violently. With the confirmation from you, Bo begins rolling his hips against you and you are fully consumed by the feeling of his body against you. You feel the way his cock drags against your walls and his dark hair providing blissful friction against your clit. The pressure of his hand on the bottom of your thigh, fingers gripping hard enough you are sure there will be bruises.  Your hands find his face, fingers tangling in his hair as you pull him in for a searing kiss. The new angle allowing him to go even deeper than he already is, causing you to scream into the kiss. You both pull away, panting and moaning. “Fuck baby I’m so close,” Bo mutters against your lips. He moves so he is on his knees, moving your legs over his shoulders, pushing you into a mating press that has you sobbing in pleasure. His fingers find your clit and he starts rubbing tight, fast circles on the sensitive button. Your walls start to flutter and your back arches, signifying your nearing orgasm. “Cum with me baby.” Is all he has to say, the knot in your stomach snaps and you scream his name as an intense orgasm rips through your body. Your pleasure is amplified by the feeling of his cum filling your pussy. The way his cock twitches mixed with the feeling of his hot cum sends another wave of pleasure through you.

Bo keeps moving, riding out your orgasms together, before the collapses on top of your body panting. You run your hands over his back, scratching lightly with your nails. The action sends a shiver through his body, raising goosebumps along his skin. You lay there for a few minutes before Bokuto pulls himself out of you. He is quick to replace his cock with his fingers as he begins pushing his cum back into your dripping hole. “We can’t waste any of this, baby,” he says, eyes trained on your glistening cunt. He experiments with placing his thumb on your clit, rubbing slow circles on the sensitive bundle of nerves. Your body gives him the reaction he was hoping for, pussy clenching down on his fingers and hips bucking up into his hand. “Wow, baby, you are still ready to go, aren’t you?” He teases. You toss your head back onto the pillows.

“Booooo, please don’t stop. Please keep touching me.” You whimper, “I need your hands on my body.” A groan is pulled from your chest as he dips his head down, sucking a hickey onto your thigh as his ministrations continue. Between his fingers pumping in and out of your heat and his thumb on your clit, you start to feel your orgasm build once more. It builds and builds until you are arching your back and coming on his hands with a scream.

“That’s it, y/n, good girl.” Bo coos as he feels you pulsing around his fingers. He withdraws his fingers from your heat and grabs a pillow, which he places under your hips. You look at him confused. “I read it helps to keep your pelvis elevated.” He explains as he stands up off the bed. “Do you need anything? Water? Something to eat?” You smile, Bo is the aftercare king, sometimes you think it is his favorite part of sex because he gets to take care of you. You nod your head, unable to verbally respond, and watch as he walks out of the room. You watch as he leaves the room, sighing as you place your hand on your stomach, thinking about the day it will be full of your child.

Bo enters the room with arms full of towels, some damp and some warm from the dryer, water bottles, and some snacks. He smiles a little when he sees you on the bed with a small smile, hand stroking your stomach. Clearing he throat, “Y/n” he says quietly. Your hand returns to your side and you turn your head to look at him. Your lips curl into a smile when you see him. “Have some water, baby. Keep yourself hydrated.” He says as he hands you a bottle, which you take gratefully.

“Thanks, coach,” you tease. A smirk appears on Bo’s face at the comment, which makes you giggle. You look up at him through your eyelashes as he drinks out of his own bottle, making him all but choke when he feels your hand grab his cock. A moan leaves his throat when you start moving your hand along his shaft. His eyes meet yours and he can see the pure desire in your face. Taking hold of your wrist, he removes your hand from his shaft before grabbing ahold of your waist and pulling you to the edge of the bed and flipping you onto your stomach.

“Such a needy girl today,” he says with a dark chuckle. “Do you really want me to make you a mommy that bad?” His hand travels between your thighs, gripping your dripping pussy.

“Yes, Bo! I want to be a mommy!” You call out, griding yourself into his hand in a desperate attempt to get some friction. “I want to make you a daddy, please let me make you a daddy.” The only thoughts left in your head are of Bokuto filling you up with his cum and getting you pregnant. It is all you want. Your thoughts are interrupted when Bo slams his cock back into you, setting an aggressive pace that has you crying out in ecstasy. The room fills with the combined sounds of Bokuto’s balls slapping against your wet cunt and your collective moans. “Fuck, baby,” you whimper out. “I’m so close!”

“Do you want to cum, love?” Bo grunts, chuckling when you aggressively nod your head, screaming out a high pitched “PLEASE!” One of his hands travels between your legs, right above where the two of you are connected. His expert fingers get to work on your clit, rubbing quick circles around the over sensitive bundle of nerves. He feels your walls begin to flutter around his cock as your orgasm approaches. “That’s it, baby, cum around my cock.” His sentence punctuated by a particularly hard thrust that has your throwing your head back and crying out in pleasure. He moves his other hand up, entwining his fingers in your hair, gripping right up against your skull, and pulling. The action pushing you fully over the edge. You cum with a scream of your husband’s name, your pussy gushes around his length, gripping him so tight he can’t stop himself. Cumming with a roar of your name, he fills your pussy to the point of overflow. Your collective fluids drip down your thighs as Bokuto stills his movements.

Your whole body feels electric and your brain is fuzzy as you flop down onto the bed with Bo laying on your back. The two of you lay like that for a few minutes until you start to get uncomfortable with your large husband’s weight on you.

“Hey, Bo.” You whisper. Your husband grunts in response. “I love you, but I also love breathing. I need you to get off me.” You let out a little giggle as Bokuto lets out a long sigh. He finally moves off you, slipping out of you in the process. You whimper at the loss of contact, feeling empty. Bo lifts you up and lays you on the bed before grabbing his boxers off the floor. “What are you doing?” You ask as he dons the clothing.

“I think I nice soothing bath is in order, don’t you?” He says as he walks towards the bathroom.

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Life update

I'm in isolation cause I got the ✨️corona virus✨️

I am hoping to get some writing done while I'm here but I also have to make sure I get my school work done.

I ordered some groceries with the gift card school gave me and thought I did something when I ordered a reusable bamboo spoon...

Clearly I messed up.

Healing energy and positive vibes are more than welcome!

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Part two is coming! The wifi in my Uni dorm has been down since yesterday morning and likely won't be back up until tomorrow

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I have a confession. locked myself out of my suite without my phone and had to wander around to find Campus security to let me in 🙃🙄😬

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Meme redraw >:)

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Dreaming of a Miracle Part 1

CW: FLUFF Masturbation, sad Bokuto, mention of fertility issues, unprotected sex, breeding, fingering, oral, pet names, fluff, consensual sex tape watching (we all know Bokuto would haha)

Post timeskip

Bokuto x F!Reader

Summary: Y/n is asked to watch her niece for the weekend, but that means she cant go to her husband, Bokuto’s, tournament which makes them both sad. Fortunately their niece/goddaughter is the light of their lives so it makes it worth it. The time spent with their niece makes y/n realize just how much she wants to start a family. And for Bokuto, seeing his wife with their niece gives him the same idea. 

When your sister asked you to watch your 3-month-old niece, and goddaughter, for a weekend while she and her wife went out of town for their anniversary, it was a no brainer. You giggled when you told your husband, Bokuto, about your plan, he got all pouty he was going to miss out because of a tournament out of town from Friday to Sunday. You comforted him and promised to send lots of pictures and facetime often.

Now both of you are in your room packing for your respective trips. “Don’t forget, love, you need to send LOTS of pictures! The guys wanna see how big Emily is getting.” Bo shouts from the bathroom. You smile knowing how proud he is to be an uncle. “I’ll Facetime you between games, at meals, before her bedtime-”

“Bo, you need to focus on your job!” You interrupt with a chuckle. “And anyway, what if you call while she is asleep? What then?”

“Just put the camera in her crib so I can watch her.” He calls out to you. You pop your head into the bathroom with an eyebrow raised. He sees you in the mirror, “I’m dead serious, y/n. I want to see her as much as I can, she’s my favorite girl.” You glare at him. “Okay, she’s my SECOND favorite girl.” Flashing a grin, you go back to what you are doing, only to be stopped again by the ringing of the doorbell. “Babe, can you get that? It’s Hinata, we’re riding to the airport together.”

“Sure thing, my love,” you call out, already heading down the stairs to the door which flies open before you can get there.

“BOKUTO ARE YOU READY TO GOOOO???” Hinata shouts almost in your face.

“Shoyo, there is no need to scream.” You scold, his eyes go wide with the use of his first name. “He’ll be down in a minute. Come on in and sit. Do you want some tea?” The red headed wing spiker nods his head enthusiastically and follows you into the kitchen where you sit and chat until Bokuto comes down the stairs.

“You ready to hit the road?” He asks.

“Ready as ever,” Hinata replies, standing from the table. “Thanks for the tea, y/n-kun. I’ll make sure your hubby gets home in one piece; I promise.” You chuckle at this, knowing Bo will likely return with a fair amount of cuts and bruises.

You walk the two men out to the car and help Bokuto load his stuff. You give Hinata a hug and wish him good luck before he gets into the car. Bo grabs you by the waist and pulls you into his large frame. “I love you so fucking much. Tell Emmy I love her, too.” He says before bringing his lips to yours in a passionate kiss. You kiss him back with as much fervor as him. His slide down to cup your ass, the motion causing you to squeal. 

“Okay, crazy kids, that’s enough. Save that shit for the privacy of your own home. Now Bokuto, get your big butt in this car so we don’t miss our flight.” Hinata yells from the window of the car. Bokuto groans against your lips, flipping his middle finger at his friend. With one last kiss you pull away from each other and he gets into the car.

You lean into the window to wish them luck, “good luck, guys! Sending luck to the rest of the team, too!” You give your husband one last peck. “I love you, babe. Be safe and please keep me updated. I am going to try to watch as much as I can.”  You promise. Stepping back from the car, you wave as they drive off into the distance. You can’t help the tears falling from your eyes. This is the first time you won’t be with him at a tournament, and you were getting emotional. You wipe the tears from your cheeks and go into the house to retrieve your bag and keys.

 *At your sister’s house*

        You, your sister, and her partner are all standing in the kitchen as she goes over things for the, what feels like, tenth time. “Okay, there should be enough breast milk in the fridge, but if you run out there is some in the freezer. Bottles are in the cupboard, sanitizer is on the counter, extra diapers are in her-”

        “In her closet.” You finish the sentence for her. “Kate, I know! Now go!” You say as you direct them towards the door, your niece in your arms. “Don’t worry about us, we will be just fine. Yeah, Emmy we are gonna have so much fun! Now let's get Mommy and Ima go so we can go watch your uncle Bo play,” you coo to your niece, who smiles up at you.

        “Y/n, we cannot thank you enough for this, I know how hard it is to not be with Bokuto.” Your sister-in-law, Eva, says.

        “I would never pass up a slumber party with this little angel.” You reply, still looking at your niece. “You smell so much better than he does anyway.” This makes you all laugh. 

You stand in the doorway and wave as they pull out of the driveway, your sister is crying as they leave, but she knows her daughter is in good hands. Once they drive off, you close the door and hold your niece up to your face, “are you ready for some aunty y/n time?” She giggles at the face you make but stops to spit up on you. “Okay then, let's go.” You say, only a little grossed out at the spit up now in your hair and on your shirt. 

You go into the living room, after changing your shirt, and turn on the tv which was already on the channel the tournament was on. “They know me so well,” you muse to yourself. Sitting down with Emmy in your arms you smile when Bokuto’s face comes on the screen, you see him saying something, but the announcer’s voice covers the sound, then he holds up a piece of paper on which he had written “Hi Emmy! Uncle Bo loves you!” on it. The announcers chuckle as the crowd awes.

“It looks like Kotaro Bokuto has a message for his niece back home. He is holding up a sign saying, ‘Hi Emmy, Uncle Bo loves you’.” The first announcer says.

        “Awe, how sweet is that!” The second announcer says. “Did you know he recently got married to his university sweetheart?”

        “I did! That’s wonderful.” The first announcer replies. “I wonder when there is going to be a little Jackal running around with the team?” This comment makes you frown. You and Bo had been trying to get pregnant, but after your second miscarriage it was too much for you. You had been diagnosed with endometriosis in college and the doctor told you then it may be difficult, if not impossible, for you to have children. Bokuto knows this and has been amazing through everything, but the loss of two pregnancies was incredibly painful for you both. You are so caught up in your thoughts you almost missed your phone buzzing. You look down and see it is Kiyoko trying to facetime. You put on a smile and answer.

        “Y/n don’t try to smile at me, I heard what that asshole just said. He is WAY OUT OF LINE.” She shouts the last part, which you quickly shush her. You tilt your phone down and show her Emmy, who just fell asleep. “Oh shit, sorry!” She whispers, her eyes growing wide. “Oh my, she is getting so big. Are you watching her for the evening?”

        “Kate and Eva went away for the night to celebrate their anniversary, so I get to stay with this little nugget while they’re gone.” You direct the last part towards your sleeping niece, wiggling the finger her hand is wrapped around. You look back up to the tv and notice the game is about to start, “okay, the game is going to start soon, and I am sure Bo will want to talk, but I’ll call you later.” You say to your friend. You two say your goodbyes and hang up. Not two seconds later Bokuto is calling you. You answer happily. “Hi love,” you whisper, you move your phone enough so Emmy is in the frame once more, giggling as her little nose wiggles.

        “Oh, look at her,” he coos. He pulls his phone away a bit before calling to his team. “Guys come look at my good luck charm.” Suddenly the entire team is behind him. You chuckle at the sight of all these grown men fawning over the sleeping baby in your arms. You hear Atsumu gush about how little she is and you see Sakusa crack a rare smile before Bo shoos them all away, “okay, okay it's my turn now.” The team disperses with scattered goodbyes. “How are you, baby? Kuroo texted me that the announcer said some shit about babies.” His tone gets serious, “g-d that shit makes me so mad. Why do people think it is okay to make comments like that?”

        “Ko, it’s okay.” You interject.

        “No, baby, it really isn’t.” He replies. “I have half a mind to go up there and give them a piece of my mind.”

        “Don’t do that. You need to focus.” You tell him. Kids are a sensitive topic for him as well, and you know this. “Hey, you want to see something?” His eyes soften and he nods. You move Emmy in your arms and pull her swaddle off a little, revealing the tiny black jackals jersey she is wearing. “Her jersey finally doesn’t swallow her up.” You look back up at your phone to see a huge grin on his face and tears in his eyes. “She is rooting for her uncle Bo. Right little one? Go uncle Bo!” you say softly. Moving her little hand in a cheering motion.

        “Don’t worry about me Ems. I’m going to win this tournament for you.” He promises. “I love you, y/n. I’ll win this for you, too.” He says.

        “I know Bo,” you say with a smile. “Now go kick some ass, and I’ll talk to you later.”

        The Jackals won their first two games of the six-game tournament. Bokuto fulfilled his promise of calling between games and was able to see Emmy while she was awake. He kept you company while you fed and burped her. Calling again after returning to his hotel in time for her bath before bed. Once she is asleep in her bassinet you grab the baby monitor and head into the bathroom for a shower.

        “Okay babe, I’m going to take a shower and wash the baby puke off.” You whisper, afraid to speak any louder so as to not wake the sleeping baby in the other room. 

        “Eww, that’s gross,” he laughs out. 

        “It’s not like she can help it, Ko.” You chide. “She’s just a baby.” When those words leave your mouth you hear a whimper over the monitor, “well there goes my plans for a shower. I think Em is going to wake up, so I should go check on her. I’ll be right back.” You go into the room and see her eyes fluttering and the pacifier next to her. Putting the paci back into her mouth you stroke her little head until her eyes close all the way once more. A relieved sigh leaves your mouth as you walk back into the bathroom. Your phone is right where you put it, propped up on the counter. You hear a chuckle come from your husband as you reappear. “False alarm?” He asks.

“Yeah, her paci fell out before she was deep asleep. Easy fix though.” You reply while unbuttoning your soiled shirt. Tossing it into the hamper in the corner, your pants quickly follow. You hear a groan come from your phone. Turning your head, you see a hungry look in Bokuto’s eyes. 

“Is it just me, or did your boobs get bigger?” He asks abruptly, causing you to look down at your chest. 

“I don’t think they did,” you respond, adjusting your bra. You look back up at him and see a glint in his eye. “Bo, what are you trying to start? I’m not feeling particularly sexy at the moment.”

“Y/n, you’re always sexy to me. Why else would I have such a hard time keeping my hands to myself?” His comment makes you giggle as you remember all the times the two of you have been yelled at by the other MSBY players for “excessive PDA” as they call it. “I can’t wait to get home. My hands belong on your body.” His voice drops an octave and you feel heat creep into your face. 

“Bo,” you warn.

“I miss you, y/n,” He croons. “I wanted to celebrate with you after tonight’s win.” You know exactly what he means by celebrating and you feel heat starting to pool in your panties.

“Bo,” you sigh. You want nothing more than to let your husband tell you, in excruciating detail, just how the two of you would celebrate, but you know you don’t have enough time. “Keep kicking ass, and we will celebrate when you get home.” Bokuto gets an almost predatory grin on his face at the thought. “Okay, I am going to take a shower while I have time. I love you!”

“NOOoooo…” is all Bokuto can get out before you hang up. You try to slow your breathing down in an attempt to quell the ache in your pussy. When that doesn’t work, you make your way into the shower and allow your mind to wander.

Closing your eyes, you bring your hands up to your breasts and begin playing with your nipples, pinching and tweaking the sensitive buds. Your breath speeds up once more. Taking your right hand off of your breast, you let it travel in between your thighs. You lean your back and head against the cool tile of the shower wall as you spread your legs enough for your hand to dip into your heat. Taking one finger, you press lightly on your clit, a gasp escaping your mouth at the pleasure. Pressing a little harder, you start to rub tight circles on the sensitive bundle of nerves. Your actions are fueled by the memories from last night’s escapades. You try to recreate the way Bokuto’s fingers move to the best of your ability and manage to pull an orgasm out of your exhausted body. If you are honest with yourself, it wasn’t your best work, but it will do until Sunday.

 Once you finish in the shower, you go to the kitchen to prepare a bottle for Emmy, knowing she will wake up soon. As if on cue, she wakes up as you walk back into the room. You pick her up from the bassinet and take her to the rocking chair. Once she finishes her bottle and you put her on your shoulder to burp her, managing to get a snapchat video of her great big burp to send to Bokuto, who you know will absolutely love it. He opens it as soon as it sends, watching it once before screen recording it the second time. His little bitmoji pops up with the typing dots.

Bo: 😅😅😅 that was a good one!

Y/n: right? Who knew she had it in her?

Bo: well, me obviously hahaha

Bo: by the way, you look so hot in that video

Y/n: Don’t lie to me, I look like shit

Bo: no, you look hot…

Bo: I shouldn’t get turned on by seeing you with a baby

Bo: shit baby I shouldn’t have said that

You stop to think about your next response because you can’t lie to yourself. Seeing Kotaro interact with Emmy not only makes your heart swell, but it fills you with desire. You know he wants kids, and he knows you want them too.

Y/n: you’re not the only one

Bo: 😳

Y/n: it's late, you need to get some rest before tomorrow

Bo: you're not wrong. You should sleep while you can, too. I love you babe.

Y/n: I love you, too Bo.

 *Bokuto's POV

Bo can't stop thinking about it now, you stuffed full of his cum. Your belly getting round with his child. Your tits full of milk. His cock grows hard in his shorts, and he can't resist any more. He pushes his shorts down and his cock springs free, already dripping precum. Hissing as he takes his cock in hand, thumb running over his leaking slit. He opens his phone to the locked album of pictures and videos he has. He flips to his favorite video and presses play. Groaning loudly at the image of your pink cunny filled with his cum, so much that it is dripping out of your small hole. He pumps himself faster at the sight of his fingers pushing the cum back into you. The sounds of your moans and squeals of overstimulation are enough to have him bucking up into his hand and spilling his cum onto his hand and up his abs. He cannot wait for this tournament to end. He misses your warmth, your taste (especially that of your sweet pussy), the sounds that slip from your beautiful mouth. He can’t wait to get home to you.

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Please keep in mind I am a college student with two jobs so I will update this as much as possible, but my posting schedule is not a thing so they will be surprises for all of us when they happen lol! 

** - smut

Haikyuu

Overtime** (DaichixF!reader)

Dreaming of a Miracle PT 1 PT 2** (Bokuto/F!reader)

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The day Todo asked Yuta that question (read left ➡️ right)

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Update

Hello all! I am so glad you all have been enjoying my first fic! I am working on two other fics right now, but I also just started college again last Monday. That being said, I will try to get fics out at least every few weeks, but I make no promises.

I am also going to try to write for JJK as well, but we will have to see.

Stay tuned for the next fics!

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Overtime

Timeskip!Daichi x F!reader

18+ ONLY 

CW: POST TIMESKIP, MDNI, fluff, SMUT, cockwarming, teasing, unprotected sex (wrap it up friends), dirty talk, name calling (slut, brat, baby girl), slight dom/sub, slight degradation (if you squint), squirting, aftercare alluded to (take care of your partners friends)

After days of only seeing each other in passing due to your busy schedules, you finally have a chance to be together. Or so you thought. You come out of the shower to see him sitting at his desk, uniform long exchanged for sweats and a tee-shirt, focusing on paperwork. You sigh, and your hope for a nice evening with your fiance drifts away like smoke from an extinguished candle. You can’t help but roll your eyes, and walk into your room, grabbing one of Daichi’s tee-shirts and finishing your usual post-shower routine. Having used the time to let irritation cool from a boil to a simmer, you make your way to the office where Daichi is still plugging away at work. You lean against the door frame for a moment before bringing attention to your presence. “Daichi,” you say, unable to prevent the note of disappointment from slipping out. He turns to look at you, your hands having found an outlet for your anxiety in the form of twisting and fidgeting with your engagement ring. As the gentle scolding leaves your lips you can’t help but be a little shocked and impressed at how bold you’re being. “You promised you would stop bringing work home with you.” `

A sigh leaves his lips as he nods sheepishly. “I did, didn’t I,” he concedes. “I’m sorry, baby– I really am, but the chief needs these reports on his desk by the end of the week. It’s Wednesday and I’m not even halfway through them.” He explains in an attempt to make himself feel less like an asshole. You roll your eyes and turn to walk away. “Wait y/n,” he calls out, stopping you in your tracks. “Come sit with me?” His voice is quiet and his eyes beg you to join him. You pause for a moment to consider his request, and know your expression is flickering between all the emotions you’ve felt since catching Daichi busy at his desk, but aren’t even a bit surprised when your resolve cracks. A sigh leaves your lungs, and you find your feet carrying you to where he’s sitting.

“I was just hoping we could have tonight to ourselves, instead of you worrying about all the petty criminals of Sendai.” The petulance in your voice borders on being whiny as you climb onto his lap and wrap yourself around him. Pressing your head against his chest you feel more than hear his chuckle. “Why are you laughing? I miss you! I feel like I only see you at breakfast and dinner. You come to bed after I’m asleep, and wake up to go to the gym before the fucking sun is even up!” You say slapping his chest lightly. He stops chuckling and frowns.

“I know, I have some vacation…” His voice trails off as he feels you roll your hips ever so slightly. “Y/n, what are you doing?” He knows exactly what you’re up to as his cock grows harder with your movements. He has yet to realize you decided to forego panties, but a gasp leaves his lips and hands move to your ass to stop your movements. You can’t help but smile to yourself as his breath stutters in his chest. “You little minx,” he chides. “What do you think you are doing?” Another grind of your hips has you on target as your clit drags against the length of his hardening cock. Slick begins to pool under you, leaving a wet spot on Daichi’s pants. You keep rolling your hips, little whines leaving your mouth as his cock head keeps hitting your clit.

“Chi, I want to feel you,” you whine. “I want to sit on your cock.” One of your hands moves down between your legs where you begin palming him through his pants. A whimper leaves his mouth at the feeling of your hand on him.

“Baby, if you keep doing that, I won’t be able to focus on finishing my work and I need to get this report done while it is fresh in my mind. If you want to sit, you may sit, but that is all for now. Understand?”

“Uh-huh.” You reply, your hands fumbling as you try to get his sweats down enough to free his cock. A warm chuckle runs through him as he lifts his hips enough for you to get his pants over the curve of his ass. Once the offending fabric had been removed, his cock springs free, slapping up against his bare stomach. Your mouth waters at the sight and your hands itch to touch him. Daichi recognizes the look in your eyes and clicks his tongue at you.

“Uh uh uh, baby remember what I said.” He says gently. You pout, dramatically sticking your bottom lip out. Daichi lifts his hand up and taps your lip with his finger. “I know you want me to play with you, but you need to be patient because I’m working.” He brings his hand back down to your ass and lifts you up. You take your hand and line his cock up with your weeping hole, so ready for him to fill you up. His tip breaches your hole and you gasp, the stretch causing a mix of pleasure and pain. You forgot just how long it has been since he was last inside of you, but you were constantly aware of the fact that no one and nothing else can fill you up like he does. Daichi lets out a groan, “oh baby, you’re so fucking tight. I hope your little cunt can take me.” His words send pleasure rippling through you, adding on to the pleasure you are already feeling as you sink down on him. Once he is fully inside you, you slump forward, gasping for air.

“Ugh, you feel so fucking good,” you moan. “You are the only one who can fill me up like this.” Part of you is annoyed because the fact of the matter is he has spoiled you with his fat cock for so long, nothing else will satisfy you. This means your drawer full of expensive vibrators and dildos is just collecting dust. You have such a strong desire to roll your hips and fuck yourself on him while he works, but you know that will lead to punishment. You rest your head back on his chest, relishing in the warmth radiating off of him.

You feel a hand on your back as Daichi absentmindedly rubs circles over the tee-shirt. He rests his chin on the top of your head. “I love you, y/n, don’t you ever forget it.” He whispers to you. “I’m sorry I’ve been so busy.” He sighs as your cunt pulses around him, sucking him further into you. You hear this and smirk to yourself as you squeeze your pussy around him, earning a slap to your ass. “I thought you were just gonna sit and warm me up?” He mutters in your ear, a hint of scolding in his deep voice. You resign yourself to the fullness you feel with his cock buried deep in your cunt.

You pick your phone up from where you had placed it, unlock it and pull up the book you have been reading. As you begin to read you come to a particularly hot scene where the main character is finally getting fucked by their love interest. With the ear you have resting on Daichi’s chest you hear a deep groan come from deep within him. “Baby,” he pants out, “I’m going to need you to stop that.” You pull away and look at him. “You keep squeezing me and it is distracting.” You smirk, even though you hadn’t realized what you’ve been doing, but you know you are close to getting what you want. You lean back into him, this time nuzzling yourself into his neck. Your tongue flicks out in a teasing lick, lips sucking the skin lightly. He twitches inside of you, another groan leaves him as he snaps the file closed and tosses it on the stack next to the desk. The snap of the paper startling you and you pull away from his neck. You feel your air leave your lungs when you meet his eyes, brown eyes filled with lust. You know you’ve crossed the line and your punishment is imminent. 

“Aw baby,” He growls, “you’ve done it now.” His hands grab your thighs, squeezing hard, so much so you are sure there will be bruises. He abruptly stands up from his computer chair, pulling you off his cock as he does. A pitiful whine leaves your mouth, causing a dark chuckle to leave his chest. “You are such a needy little whore, aren’t you?” You gasp when you feel the cold surface of his desk against your ass. ” You can’t even wait for me to finish my fucking work without jumpin’ on my cock, what am I going to tell the Sargent? That I couldn’t get my reports done because my needy baby needed me to fill her tight little cunt?” He moves a hand to cup your dripping pussy, pressing up into your slick flesh, as you nod your head. “No, I don’t think that is very professional, and I don’t need the other officers imagining how you writhe on my cock.” You roll your hips, hoping to get some relief for the throbbing between your legs. His other hand grabs your hip tightly, clicking his tongue at you, “What do you think you’re doing?”

“‘Chi please,” you whine, no longer caring about how desperate you sound. “I need you.” Your sentence cuts out when you feel two of his thick fingers thrust into you. You throw you head back and a pornographic moan leaves your mouth. You assume he is not going to be gentle on you, and if you are being honest with yourself you were acting up on purpose. Your assumption is proven correct when he starts pounding his fingers into your cunt. He puts his thumb on your clit, applying the pressure he knows will have you writhing under his touch. 

It doesn’t take long before the knot in your stomach starts getting tighter. Your moans start getting louder and your breath coming in short gasps. “Do you wanna cum, baby girl?” Daichi asks, his tone is almost degrading. You nod aggressively, another whine leaving your mouth. “How do you ask?”

“Please, Daichi, I wanna cum. I wanna cum so bad.” Your desperate pleas make him smirk. He withdraws his fingers from you only to replace them with his throbbing cock. You cry out, but quickly place your hand over your mouth to muffle the sound. Daichi is quick to grab your wrist and remove your hand, shoving it into the wall behind you. “‘Chi, the neighbors…”

“Fuck the neighbors, let them hear how good I make you feel.” He scolds. Throwing caution to the wind is not normally his style, but it has been so long since he has been balls deep in your intoxicating pussy and he is not going to let this moment pass. Relishing in the way you suck him back in with every thrust, you pussy pulsing around him. His hand on your hip moves to your clit and he starts rubbing firm circles on the bundle of nerves. Looking down he almost starts drooling at the sight of his thick cock sliding in and out of your sloppy hole, your puffy lips covered in your slick, and your engorged clit under his fingers. He could burst right then.

You start squeezing him harder, signaling your nearing orgasm. Speeding up his thrusts and applying more pressure to your clit, he watches as your eyes roll back into your head and a loud moan fills the room as the cord in your stomach snaps. You clamp down on his cock, cumming hard for the first time in weeks. You are so lost in the pleasure, you don’t hear the obscene moans coming from Daichi. As he continues to pound into you, chasing his own high, your own orgasm rips through you so hard you squirt. Soaking Daichi’s cock and thighs, along with the desk. “Oh shit, baby.” He moans, his orgasm tearing through his body. You feel his cum fill your cunt, pulling another orgasm from you. 

Daichi collapses into his desk chair, pulling you with him to sit on his lap, cock still inside you. You’re both panting as you come down from your highs. You take a peek at your lover and see a crooked smile on his lips, reflecting the same on your face. One of Daichi’s hands comes up to your hair to stroke it as the other rubs circles on your lower back.

“Come on baby, let’s go take a bath. I’m going to need you nice and loose for me tonight.” He says. You shiver with anticipation of what is to come, and if you’re being honest, it is going to be you… a lot. With a tap on your ass, Daichi lifts you off his cock. “You go and start the bath, I’ll be in soon. I’m going to submit a PTO request. I’ll finish my reports tomorrow morning then I’ll be all yours until next thursday.”

Fin.