#[ 🁤 ] – drabbles

[kurosukii]

gojo who doesn’t remove his clothes when he takes your virginity. just unzips his pants and pulls his cock out, tapping the head on your clit while you squirm and whine because you’re embarrassed at being the only one naked in the room.

he says the “focus” isn’t on him, so it’s not necessary for him to undress. but really, it’s because he loves the power play of being composed while you’re a hot and writhing mess on his bed. he loves the way your eyes water as he pushes his tip past your tight muscle, your nails scratching on his sleeves with your voice breaking into a high pitched whine because fuck, he’s just so big.

you think it’s unfair that you can’t see his bare skin like he can see yours, but what do you know, anyway? he’s the experienced one while you’re the starry eyed girl who let her first boyfriend take her pussy.

but the thought soon fades away once he bottoms out with a groan, cock so thick and long that it’s stretching your tight cunt and making you gush out slick that coats his length. he’ll only give you a few seconds to adjust to him before he puts your legs over his shoulders and fucks you the way he wants to—the way you deserve to be fucked.

“this is how my pussy gets fucked. always remember that, sweet girl.”

[kurosukii]

miya sandwich with dilf!miyas

they’re your dad’s friends and they wanna fuck you sooo bad😭

DILF MIYAS AJDNJWJJDKDWJJW3JDJQQJSJQWDWJSJSNXJDJJ

☀︎ MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY — dilf miyas. dilf miyas. dilf miyas. age gap, size kink, corruption, pet names, praise, daddy kink (DUH OFC), fingering, slight pussy job, nipple play (i’ve been pavloved by dilfs hajdjcjd)

“she’s a pretty little thing, isn’t she, samu?”

the rough cadence of atsumu’s voice caresses the nerves of your body like a sweet lover’s touch. it’s wrong, but it feels so right.

they’re your dad’s friends—basically your uncles. but can you really blame yourself for succumbing to their touches? they’re so attractive for men their age.

greying hair at the sides, smiling lines at the edge of their eyes, and a myriad of knowledge on how to pleasure a woman that can only come with age. men like them are the star of your dreams, and it seems like your dreams are coming true.

they should be ashamed, fooling around with their old friend’s daughter like this, but they can never resist the charms of a sweet thing like you. the divorced brothers are lonely and not to mention, they still have needs.

you’re just what they need to feel alive again.

“does princess like it when daddy plays with her cute cunt like this?” atsumu coos in your ear, curling his thick fingers inside your tight pussy. his bare chest is so wide and firm, giving you a sense of security that only your daddies can give you.

“yes daddy, i do!” you whine as you lean on atsumu’s shoulder, your legs attempting to thrash around the bed, but your other daddy—osamu—stops you from doing so.

“be a good girl and sit still, sweetheart,” osamu chastises gently, large and calloused hands holding your thighs open. his grey eyes are bright with desire, intensely watching the way your pussy swallows his brother’s fingers.

osamu retracts one hand to stroke his cock, his thumb smearing the pre-cum from his tip down to his shaft as he watches you whimper and mewl under atsumu’s dexterous fingers.

osamu’s the more gentle of the two, but no less hungry and aching for you. he thinks you’re still too doe-eyed and innocent for his wayward brother.

even if you’re moaning wantonly while getting your pussy played with—there’s still some semblance of innocence in you.

besides, atsumu is the more playful one, teasing is his forte. while osamu, the younger but more serious twin, would rather give you what you need. what his princess wants, his princess gets.

he wants to see your eyes visibly go blank when he sinks his cock into your virgin cunt, watch your tongue loll out of your mouth as you whine you’re too big, daddy! and osamu will coo at you shh, i know, i know but our pretty girl can take it, hmm?

atsumu clicks his tongue as he removes his fingers, causing you to immediately whine at the emptiness, but he quickly plants kisses on your neck, murmuring sweet praises.

“samu will fuck you now, pretty. be patient.”

true to his word, osamu reaches forward. he pulls your hips closer towards him until your ass is resting on his lap. atsumu’s hands cup your breasts, his fingers twisting and pulling at your hard nipples.

you whimper at his touch, biting your lip as you squeeze his wrists. osamu smiles at your needy expression as he guides his cock towards your dripping sex, tapping the tip on your engorged clit a few times.

your hips jerk at the sensation, moaning when he slots his dick between your puffy folds. the heaviness and heat from his cock makes your eyes flutter as you look up at atsumu’s smirking face.

“daddy’s gonna put it in now, m’kay princess?”

you cry out at the stretch of his cock, your pussy sucking him in like a glove. fuck, he’s so big. the twins groan as they watch your tiny pussy swallow a fat cock.

osamu finally bottoms out, his more rounded stomach smushed against your pubic bone. atsumu’s massaging your breasts to alleviate the stretch, voice soft as he comforts and praises you.

“what a good girl, baby. tight little pussy taking your daddy so well.”

osamu groans loudly when you clench around him, head thrown back as his hips thrust on their own accord. he takes your ankles in his hands, putting them on his shoulders as he fucks you with more fervor. 

atsumu laces his large hands with yours, squeezing your palms as you moan and whine from osamu’s heavy thrusts.

you’re so beautiful, tits bouncing on your chest with every movement, eyes glossy and teary from the pleasure. 

it doesn’t matter that you’re too young for them, that you’re their old friend’s daughter, or that the door to your room is wide open and they can hear the voice of your father announcing that he’s home.

the only thing that matters is you’re theirs.

“you’re ours, princess. ours to fuck, ours to love.”

[kurosukii]

𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

a/n : cause gangbangs. duh. and also i miss my msby boys <333

☀︎ MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY — gangbang, bukkake, consensual filming, oral (m and f receiving), facial, face-fucking, spitting, slight pussyjob, nipple play, tit slaps, slight cum-eating, creampie, cumplay, dirty talk, handjob, degradation, praise. 1911 words. (WENK)

at first glance, the msby black jackals are a group of large and well-built intimidating men—until that impression shatters when their youngest members open their mouths.

truly, they’re a handful when it comes to managing and keeping them in line, and everyone knows that. but not everyone knows just how much of a handful they really are behind closed doors.

“you’re such a messy pussy eater, omi-kun,” atsumu grunts as he watches his teammate spit on your folds. sakusa’s dark eyes glare at the setter, maintaining eye contact with the blonde as his hot tongue licks a wet stripe along your slit, causing you to moan around bokuto’s cock.

sakusa chuckles lowly at your reaction before his plush lips suckle your clit into the wet heat of his mouth, groaning when your hips jerk and thighs clench around his head.

his mouth sets a domino effect, just as he’s lapping away and making an even bigger mess between your legs, your fingers tighten around hinata’s orange strands. the youngest jackal is eager, louder—and he’s not afraid to make his pleasure known. he’s grinding against the side of your body, his teeth gently biting your hard nipple just as he moans from you tugging on his roots.

“your mouth is made to take my cock, baby. such a good girl for me—fuck yes,” bokuto groans, his hand gripping the headboard so hard that his knuckles turn white from the tension. his thighs are tense, his hips forming a steady rhythm with his lips parted in awe as he watches his cock stretch your mouth.

your jaw is aching, but that’s already something you’re used to, given the length and thickness that’s fucking your mouth like a toy. bokuto whines when you hum, the vibrations from your throat making him shudder.

atsumu’s no better, his hips meeting your hand just as it tightens around his shaft. he groans when his fingers tweak his dusky nipples, his caramel eyes blown wide as he watches you get used by him and his teammates. he looks to the side, making sure that his phone is capturing everyone in the frame—but mostly you.

the four men you work with claimed that it’s necessary, just so they can see and adjust their “form”. but really, they’re just sleazy bastards who get off on making a slut out of their lovely manager. you saw through their half-assed lie but you let them do as they please anyway.

because what’s better than one man addicted to giving you earth-shattering orgasms almost on the daily? three more, obviously.

sakusa pulls away and you let out a muffled whine, causing him to smirk as he kneels on the bed. he takes hold of his dick and rubs the tip between your wet folds, his dark eyes focused on the slick gushing out of you.

he pushes his cock inside you with a loud grunt, groaning when he bottoms out in your pussy. you’ve always been a snug fit and although he’s not as vocal as the rest, he’s just as addicted. addicted to the way you’re sucking him in like a glove.

you cry out and jerk your hips as sakusa’s thick cock fills you up, eyes crossing with the lewd sensation of servicing multiple men at the same time. he places your legs around his waist and doesn’t waste time by thrusting into you so harshly that it has you seeing stars.

it spurs the rest of them on, tears in your eyes as you feel bokuto’s cock poke at the back of your throat. hinata pulls away from your tits and takes your hand from his head, wrapping your fingers around his cock. now both of your hands are occupied, jerking the both of them off while atsumu hovers over you as he slaps your bouncing tits from sakusa’s heavy thrusts. hinata pants heavily, one of his hands guiding yours over his length while his free hand twists and pulls on your nipples.

“you spread your legs for us every day and your pussy’s still so fucking tight,” sakusa hisses, his dark eyes narrowed in concentration as his large hands grip your waist, pulling you back and forth on his cock. his lips are parted in fascination, marvelling at how your cunt is swallowing him.

you clench around his dick, excited by his mocking tone and it only serves to make him groan your name, throwing his head back, leaving his thick curls askew while his hips’ rhythm stutter.

“fuckin’ hell. look at you, servicin’ four cocks at the same time,” atsumu huffs, his hips thrusting towards your softer and smoother hand. you squeeze his shaft in response, making the mouthy setter gasp and shudder. he retaliates by slapping your tits again, smirking when you sputter and gurgle around the heavy dick in your mouth.

“you like being the team slut, huh?”

you’re gagging on bokuto’s cock, tears falling from your eyes as his large hand pulls on your hair, and fuck—you’re so messy but it’s so hot.

drool and pre-cum seep from the corners of your mouth and bokuto feels his balls tighten, his words and praises are slurred just as he nears his high. hinata’s close too (it’s always easy to make the two excitable and overeager men cum) and the orange haired man blabbers on about how you’re so good to him, how you let him use your soft and warm hand. his earnest and whiny voice tugs on atsumu’s abdomen, spurred on by the unmistakable need in his voice.

“see what ya do to us sweetheart? ya always make us feel like teenagers when we fuck you,” atsumu moans, his eyes hooded as he gropes your tits.

sakusa’s cheeks are red, shining with sweat from the exertion and the tightness of your velvety cunt. his deep groans and thrusts make your eyes roll to the back of your head, the drag of his cock inside your clenching wet walls is too addictive, and bokuto’s sloppy thrusts in your mouth builds towards your orgasm.

“c’mon sweetie, can me and shoyo-kun cum on your pretty tits and face?” atsumu coos and you nod—as much as you can anyway with bokuto fucking your face and choking you.

you squeeze both the bases of atsumu and hinata’s cocks and hinata moans your name, doubling over as his voice becomes an octave higher.

“fuck, i’m cumming!” he cries as his entire body trembles, white and hot spurts of his cum staining your bouncing tits. his black and silver haired teammate is quick to follow, giving out his own cries as his cock shoots thick load after thick load down your throat.

their orgasm triggers the rest and atsumu angles his cock towards your face, groaning your name just as he drenches your cheeks and the exposed part of your neck with his release. bokuto whimpers, his hips jerking to a stop as he fills your throat with his warm and salty cum, thighs tensing and balls tightening as he empties himself in your mouth. “fuck yeah, take my cum, baby. fuck yes swallow it—oh god.”

sakusa is the last to cum and for a split second, he remembers that he’s supposed to pull out and cum on your stomach but the heat, the tightness, the loud squelch of your walls clenching and fluttering around his cock proves to be too much and he ends up cumming inside you instead, spurts of his cum filling you until they spill where you and him are connected.

but he doesn’t stop there. even when the rawness stings, he’s still determined to make you cream all around him, so he rubs your clit furiously, making you arch your back and whine loudly. your eyes are wide open but you can’t see anything, too drunk on sakusa’s swift fingers playing with your bundle of nerves. you cum instantly, and you’re one hundred percent sure that you black out from the intense pleasure of his cock pistoning inside of you and thick fingers flicking your clit.

you shudder and tremble for a few moments, back deeply arched before you drop on the bed, all the while not letting go of nor spitting out the cocks in your hands and mouth. you’re an expert, after all.

white strings run down your ass while sakusa removes your legs from his waist, pulling them straight until your ankles are resting on his shoulders. he plants soft and wet kisses on them as he grunts from the small and short thrusts he’s making. the squelching noises are loud and obscene, your face heating up at the lewd noises. his movements form a creamy white ring on the base of his cock as sakusa’s chest heaves.

they’re all breathing heavily and when atsumu recovers from the haze, his eyebrows furrow when he notices sakusa still buried deep inside of you. he pouts childishly, his eyes narrowed at where the two of you are sloppily connected.

“you were supposed to cum on her tummy, omi-kun.”

“try fucking her tight cunt, miya. see if you won’t cum inside her pussy as well,” sakusa hisses, glowering at the blonde for his whining.

the two are busy bickering while the other two are indulging in you. bokuto pulls out of your mouth and quickly captures your lips in his, not caring about the taste of his cum. he’s kissing you fervently, the clicks of your tongues echoing with your moans.

hinata is flat on the bed again, sucking on your tits as he licks his cum off of your chest as he starts playing with them again. atsumu huffs and gets off the bed to take the phone and assessing the newest addition. he stops the recording and replays the video, observing it as desire with a tinge of amusement crosses his handsome face.

sakusa scoffs at him, then kisses your ankles one last time before he pulls out of your drooling cunt, groaning as he does so. he watches his cum dribble out of your hole for a few seconds, his thick fingers spreading it all over your folds before he makes a beeline for the bathroom.

“we have enough clips to make a porn reel, boys,” atsumu laughs as he swipes through his camera roll.

“like highlights? just like what our video team made for us at the year-end awards?” bokuto asks enthusiastically, separating himself from your lips, uncaring of the way his cum and your saliva create a string that connects your mouths.

hinata hums an affirmative, his free hand reaching out to grope and massage your other tit, his fingertips circling on the hardened peak.

“yeah,” atsumu breathes, locking his phone and putting it on the nightstand as he positions himself in between your glistening and trembling thighs, mirroring sakusa’s earlier position.

he groans when he sees the cum dribbling out of your little hole and he guides the tip of his cock to it, playing with the white strings before pushing the mess back inside your wrecked pussy.

“exactly like that, bo-kun” atsumu groans, throwing his head back when the heat and wetness of your cunt envelops his dick. you moan loudly, throwing your head back on the headboard, your heart thrumming in your chest when you remember that this is just the second of many rounds tonight.

it might be tiring and you’re always limping after, but being the manager of these four men is definitely a dream come true.

[kurosukii]

thinking about being in a relationship with atsumu for like five months...but the only nasty things you’ve done together are blowjobs, handjobs, dry humping (basically things that don’t directly give you pleasure) and it’s not because atsumu doesn’t try to get his mouth, hands, cock, and whatever else on you—in fact, he’s the complete opposite.

you’re the one who doesn’t want to let him touch you (perhaps due to your insecurities and such) but fuck, the moment you spread your legs for him, watch his slightly trembling hands peel your panties down your soft thighs and dewy legs, there’s literal stars in his eyes and a little bit of drool on the corner of his mouth.

“can’t believe you’ve been hidin’ my pussy away from me for so long, baby.”

he hasn’t even fully removed your panties from your ankles before the few strings of his self control snaps, and he quickly dips his head towards your pussy, mouth and tongue quickly licking and suckling away at your glistening folds.

the groan that erupts from his throat is louder than the high-pitched moan coming from you, and he doesn’t waste his time anymore, quickly lapping and sucking your clit into his mouth, tongue swirling over the bundle of nerves as your cries spur him on.

he eats you like he’s been doing this since the start of your relationship and he technically has—but only in his dreams. it’s only in his dreams where he has made you cum so hard that you get headaches from the overstimulation. but now, sweetness and musk emanating from your cunt cements one goal on his mind and he proceeds to eat your pussy like a man starved of his favorite meal. if only you knew how long he’s been wanting to do this.

his large hands push your thighs to your chest, folding you in half to give him better and unrestricted access to your dripping cunt, shining with your slick and his saliva as your fingers tug and tangle within his blonde strands.

“gotta make you feel good too, y’know?” he grunts in between licks of your clit, finally pushing his tongue inside your hole. your hips jerk and back arch from the new sensation, instinctively grinding against your boyfriend’s face as you build towards your orgasm.

atsumu’s groans vibrate through your core and your eyes are glossy from the pleasure you’ve been shying away from for so long. he bobs his head in sync with his ruts on the mattress, instantly addicted to the taste of you on his tongue.

the slurping noises are obscene, but it only serves to make the knot in your stomach tighten and toes curl. atsumu’s nose is nudging against your clit and it has you reeling, the swipes and swirling of his tongue inside your tight walls has you hearing colors.

his fingers are hot against the sweaty skin of your thighs, imprints of his fingertips on the softness of your flesh as he loses himself in you. he abruptly pulls his tongue out and quickly pays attention to your pulsating clit, his tongue switching between sloppy licking and wet sucking. the squeaks of the mattress are getting louder by the minute, same with the cries of pleasure and relief that’s coming from the both of you.

“atsumu! oh my god—f-fuck, ‘m g-gonna cum!”

and you do, you cum so hard that the scream of his name bounces off on the walls and the pleasure coming from your mouth shoots down his cock and he can’t stop himself—doesn’t even want to—from cumming in his shorts like a young boy. his groan of your name against your clit makes you squeak, hips grinding his face as your back arches off the bed, riding the last vestiges of your orgasm.

you think it’s over, only whimpering his name as his cheek rests against your wet cunt, inhaling the scent of your slick that’s invading his senses. you think he’s going to let you rest, let you recover from your very first orgasm with him, but evidently—he has other plans.

his strong hands flip you until you’re lying on your tummy, quickly maneuvering you until you’re on your knees.

“what—?”

“you think i’m gonna be satisfied with one orgasm, sweetheart?” he scoffs, spreading your cheeks as he reveals your puffy folds to his caramel eyes once more.

he groans as he watches a clear trail of slick leave your hole, traveling down to your clit as he licks one long and wet stripe, moaning as he tastes your fresh juices once more. you whimper as you bunch the sheets in your hands, shivering from the determined look in his eyes—the same expression when he’s playing a difficult match.

“i have months to catch up on,” is the last thing he says before he ducks his head, mouth and tongue latching on to your pussy for the second time that night, and he’s definitely nowhere near the last.

now that he finally knows what you sound like, what you look like, what you taste like—it’s going to be a cold day in hell before you can keep miya atsumu away from his pussy ever again.

[kurosukii]

bokuto would eat you out until he forgets to breathe and almost passes out

Fuckckdsks HAH

☀︎ MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY — himbokuto <3, messy pussy eating, overstimulation, mating press, himbokuto almost passes out because air is optional to him

it’s true when they say being greedy comes with consequences.

please. you didn’t think that your owlish boyfriend would actually believe you when you told him eating pussy would make your headache go away.

well, it really did go away. but now the ache from your temples have found itself in between your legs, specifically, your abused and puffy clit.

“b-bo! i c-can’t anymore!”

bokuto’s ears are ringing, his head feels light, and his temples are pulsing as he vigorously bobs his head along your pussy. when was the last time he came up for air?

the white sheets below you are translucent with how much slick and saliva is pooling below your ass. your thighs are trembling, stained and shining with how much cum bokuto pulled from you.

“need more,” bokuto gasps, further pushing his face as he buries his tongue in your tight walls. his eyes roll to the back of his head as he ruts against the bed, a dark and wet patch on his briefs as he devours you.

it’s common for bokuto to lose himself when it comes to you, and it’s no surprise that he also forgets to breathe. his lips are swollen and his tongue is sore but frankly, he doesn’t care because he doesn’t want to separate himself from you, not one bit.

so you’re the one who has to use whatever strength you have left to push his big head away from your drooling cunt just so he can come up for air.

“bo, bo! breathe!”

your squeal snaps him from his stupor, and he whines indignantly when you push his face away. the pupils in his eyes are gone, and his nose, lips, and cheeks are slick with his saliva and your juices.

he huffs childishly, teeth nipping the skin of your thighs before he moves at breakneck speed and you see the flash of his underwear flying to the floor.

his large body hovers over yours as he pushes your knees to your chest, squishing your thighs in between your bodies as he guides his leaking cock to your empty cunt.

he doesn’t give you any warning before he starts pistoning his cock in your pussy, his heavy balls slapping against your ass as he sloppily licks and bites your lips.

your broken cries and hiccups are music to bokuto’s ears. the scrape of your nails on his shoulders as you beg him to slow down, bo! oh my god! spur him on, his thrusts becoming harsher and heavier, as if he’s trying to mold your body into the mattress.

he doesn’t listen to you, too pussy drunk and slightly miffed that you stopped him from eating his favorite meal.

but it’s okay, because carving and imprinting the shape of his cock in your cute pussy isn’t deterred by trivial things such as breathing.

[kurosukii]

imagine both bokuto and akaashi are bisexuals and they’re dating, y/n is the msby assistant and as akaashi always goes to the team’s practices and matches when he gets a day off, both bokuaka has a crush on y/n which is mutual then they all decided to have a little fun/threesome after msby winning a game

BITCH LISTEN . I’VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT A BOKUAKA X READER ANGST TO FLUFF TO LOVERS SOULMATE AU FOR THE LONGEST TIME BUT THIS ONE? CHEF’S KISS <33

☀︎ MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY — threesome (with mxm action cause duh bokuaka are bfs, bottom&subby bo, top&dom keiji), oral (f and m receiving), no explicit butt stuff soz, appreciating bo’s thighs, riding, nipple play, praise, creampie, cumplay, cum eating (sue me???) (its my longest drabble i got carried away my bad) 

bokuto can’t decide what’s better—winning a crucial game of the season or watching you and his boyfriend moan into each other’s mouth as the pair of you suck and slurp away at his cock.

bokuto’s crush on you wasn’t a surprise nor a secret but learning about akaashi’s feelings was definitely something that made your eyes go wide. he ended up liking you for the same reasons his boyfriend liked you, you’re caring and patient—something that bokuto needed and something that akaashi knew quite well. 

bokuto would sometimes moan your name whilst getting fucked by akaashi, and to his surprise it would even increase his own arousal, causing him to fuck bokuto harder. 

both of them like you very much, which is why it’s a no brainer that the heated glances, lingering touches, and words with hidden meanings have finally landed where you are today—naked and kneeling on the floor beside akaashi. 

“it’s your prize for spiking the match point ball,” akaashi says before he sucks bokuto’s length into his mouth, making the bigger man groan in pleasure and throw his head back. 

you watch with keen interest at how akaashi’s lips stretch around his boyfriend’s cock. he’s showing you how his boyfriend likes it—messy and loud. you’re a whimpering mess, thighs rubbing together as your pussy throbs at the two lovers enjoying each other. 

having mercy on you, akaashi takes your hand and guides it to bokuto’s balls, silently telling you to fondle and play with it. your hand squeezes his heavy sack, earning a loud moan from bokuto, and you whine as more slick gushes from your pussy.

“fuuuuck, that feels so good, ‘kaashi,” the bigger man whines, squeezing the sheets as his abs clench. his legs are spread wide, accommodating the two bodies between his legs. you marvel at his thick thighs—you’ve always admired them from a far, but now you’re given the opportunity to appreciate them fully.

you nibble the sensitive skin, making him and involuntarily thrust into akaashi’s mouth. you giggle at his reaction, planting a kiss on the red mark.  

akaashi moans before pulling away abruptly, making bokuto whine and pout at the loss of stimulation. that's probably your cue.

“hnnng—sweetheart, s-shit!”

bokuto gasps, moaning as you replace akaashi’s position, loudly slurping and licking along his veiny shaft. akaashi squeezes beside you and quickly mirrors your actions.

it’s so lewd and messy. both of you pleasuring bokuto at the same time, saliva and spittle dribbling down his length. akaashi tugs your head towards him with bokuto’s cockhead in the middle and he starts sloppily kissing you, lips smacking against each other’s as your tongues swipe across the reddened and sensitive tip.

you’re met with a blushing bokuto who’s watching his crush and his boyfriend make out all over his dick. akaashi decides to get on with the real prize, pulling you both away from bokuto.

he pays no mind to his whining and pouting boyfriend, maneuvering your body so you’re up on the bed and hovering over the owlish’s man’s thick thighs.

you brace yourself on bokuto’s shoulders, wet pussy aligned with his dick as akaashi guides your hips down his length.

you can’t control the loud squeal erupting out of your throat as the fat cock stretches your walls. bokuto curses, teeth biting his lip so hard to stop himself from thrusting up in you.

“he’s really big, isn’t he? bet he feels so good inside your pussy.”

akaashi whispers in your ear, watching his boyfriend’s glossy golden eyes slowly go blank as you sink down on his cock.

“play with his nipples, doll. he likes that,” the younger man orders as he watches your hands go down from bokuto’s shoulders to his nipples. your nimble fingers rub the dusky and hardened peaks, making him throw his head back.

he moans your name, rolling his hips when your thighs hit his lap. it’s a snug fit; your walls are naturally wetter and hotter, causing bokuto to quickly hold your waist as he immediately bounces your pliant body on his cock.

“fuuuuck, always wanted to know how your pussy feels like, baby.”

you moan at his admission, twisting his nipples while akaashi kisses a trail up your neck as he murmurs praises in your ear.

you’re taking my boyfriend so well, doll.

we’ve wanted you for the longest time.

it’s futile, trying to stop your orgasm. because with the way bokuto’s cock is splitting you open and akaashi’s teasing words, you’re a goner.

“baby, fuck! ‘m gonna cum!” bokuto cries, his voice increasing in pitch as he nears his orgasm, his thick thighs loudly smacking against yours.

akaashi’s hand finds your clit, his slender fingers furiously rubbing circles on your bud, causing you to choke out a whine.

you and bokuto cum at the same time, loud cries filling the room as your bodies shudder. thick and hot spurts of cum warms your insides, and because bokuto cums a lot, rivulets of your combined juices dribble down his cock, staining his balls and thighs in white.

akaashi gives you a few moments to settle down before he lifts you off of bokuto’s lap, promptly adjusting your trembling body on all fours as the bigger man rolls out of the way before joining akaashi on the floor.

the two boyfriends take hold of one thigh before spreading them and diving for your dripping pussy at the same time.

you fist the sheets as moans and loud squelches fill the room, wet smacking of lips as the two mirror what happened earlier.

akaashi licks a stripe along your messy slit, catching yours and his boyfriend’s cum on his tongue before he sloppily kisses bokuto, making the older man moan as the combined flavor of your juices and akaashi’s tongue spread through his mouth.

they loudly make out for awhile before they pull away, a thick string of spit connecting their lips before bokuto licks it off.

they each take a handful of your ass cheek, kissing the soft and supple skin before akaashi says something that makes your belly flutter in anticipation.

“maybe next time we’ll both properly reduce you into a whimpering mess.”

next time, you definitely like the sound of that.

[kurosukii]

𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞

a/n : i get so hoeknee when i think about atsumu. also the pawrn link is one of my favorite ways of how atsumu eats my pussy <3.

☀︎ MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY — filming a sex tape, oral (f receiving), fingering, spitting, praise, kind of exhibitionism. you and atsumu are scandalous ! 1012 words.

miya atsumu, for lack of a better term, is an absolute nightmare to the PR team of the msby black jackals.

blurry photos that are allegedly him lounging in sex dungeons, standing outside of a sex shop holding two large bags, and other scandalous ‘accusations’ not fitting for a star athlete.

they’ve held one or two press conferences where he apologizes, but they know it’s futile because he’s going to have another ‘issue’ in a few weeks.

atsumu claims that he’s not hurting anyone (which is technically true) and something as arbitrary as his public image is stupid to him, and it makes them want to wring his neck but unfortunately, he’s right and how is he any different?

other athletes actually have scandals that could end their careers and not to mention, he brings great revenue for the team so what’s a few rumors about how he spends his time off the court?

so imagine the relief they felt when he met you and became less wild and wayward. no more incriminating photos and anecdotes because he’s now acting like a mature adult.

they honestly feel like a miracle has occurred in osaka until one sunny afternoon where they caught wind of a video on the internet that is apparently him eating your pussy.

his phone is pointed towards the plush couch of your shared apartment, where you’re sitting, naked and legs spread wide. you’re holding the back of your trembling thighs, keeping them open while atsumu messily devours your cunt.

the lighting is sensual, soft yellow hues and r&b playing in the background (no to white lights because atsumu wants it homemade and intimate).

he’s got a thing for attention. he wants people to know how well he eats your pussy and the pretty noises that come from your mouth while doing so.

“hnng, too sensitive!”

“can’t help it, baby. your pussy tastes so good,” atsumu groans softly, careful not to let his phone catch his voice.

his tongue is licking up and down your glistening folds, chin dripping with your juices. and as if it’s not already messy enough, he spits on your pussy, making you jerk and squeeze your thighs as you throw your head back and moan.

he chuckles at your reaction and you’re reminded that atsumu is as good in playing volleyball as he is in eating your cunt, and you feel like it’s been hours since he kneeled between your legs and latched on to your poor swollen clit.

you don’t even mind that he’s filming this, knowing that this is probably the hundredth sex tape you’ve filmed with your cheeky boyfriend, but you know this time is different.

it’s different because this is the first video of the two of you that he’ll be posting on the internet. you can’t help but admit that there’s a certain thrill in doing something so risqué and it bleeds into the way atsumu’s vigorously bobbing his head on your pussy while he’s harshly sucking your clit into his mouth.

“m’gonna, g-gonna cum!” you whine loudly, biting your lip so hard that it almost draws blood, but it doesn’t matter because you have to stop yourself from screaming your boyfriend’s name.

it’s one thing for the internet to see your pussy and the signature two-toned hair of your boyfriend. as long as your faces aren’t seen—it’s fine. but to scream his name? you’re practically begging to have a scandal.

atsumu moans into your cunt, his tongue licking every patch of wet skin he sees while his two fingers slip inside your pussy with no friction whatsoever. you cry out and your hands let go of your thighs as your fingers tug on his hair, pushing his face further between your legs.

his hooded caramel eyes make contact with your teary ones, his cock twitching in his shorts at the sight of a thin string of saliva falling from your lips as they form the perfect ‘o’ shape.

he groans loudly, and coupled with the vibrations of his mouth on your clit as he curls his two thick and long fingers towards your sweet spot, you find yourself moaning loudly as you push his head, your legs shaking and body convulsing around his pretty face.

he softly hums while licking and slurping your juices for a few moments before he pulls away and stops the recording on his phone. he rests his head on your trembling thighs, softly kissing the glistening skin as he goes to his dummy account in twitter and uploads the video, throwing his phone to the side when it’s already there for the whole internet to see.

“you’re such a good girl for me, lettin’ me film you and postin’ it on twitter. your cunt definitely deserves some fuckin’, sweetheart.”

he groans as he joins you on the couch, pulling down his shorts to his thighs and his cock springs free, hitting his abs as he wraps your legs around his waist. he rubs the head of his dick on your clit, smearing his pre-cum before sinking into your pussy, causing the both of you to moan as his cock nudges the deepest part of your tight walls.

atsumu leans over your body, your chests rubbing together as he starts thrusting into your drooling cunt, the sounds of sloppy kissing and skins slapping filling the apartment as your cries of pleasure drown out the music.

a few hours later, while atsumu is in the middle of fucking you on the kitchen counter, his phone starts blowing up with pings and notifications, and his groans turn into half chuckles because he knows what it’s about.

but he doesn’t pay it any mind because the sound of your cries and stuttered whimpers of his name while he wrecks your pussy is so much better than dealing with angry and uptight higher ups (and a few jealous teammates).

and hey, if the volleyball thing doesn’t work out, you’re one hundred percent sure that atsumu can make it as a pornstar. he’s a natural born entertainer after all.

[kurosukii]

𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨

a/n : because i want to be eaten from behind . and i also want to be iwa’s gf and stress reliever <3

☀︎ MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY — oral (f receiving), fingering, praise, spanking, overstimulation, cooch sniffing. service dom iwa <3. 1119 words. (pls)

iwaizumi hajime is a simple man.

living life without too much worries, doing what needs to be done, and at the end of the day, he goes home to his favorite girl.

but sometimes, the weight of the world gets to him (such as a tiring and off day at work) so he turns to you, his lovely girlfriend, for relief and comfort.

when iwaizumi gets home from work and drags his heavy feet towards your shared bedroom, he finds you lying on your stomach on the bed, softly swaying your head side to side as you watch your favorite show on the laptop.

you only realize he’s there when the bed shifts underneath his weight, causing you to look behind you, and your heart sinks when you see your boyfriend’s worn and tired face. you immediately remove your earphones, laptop and show forgotten.

iwaizumi shakes his head, his large hand pushing you back on your belly as your expression twists into confusion.

“don’t have to move, baby.”

his voice is deep and gravelly, the rough timbre sending shivers down your spine. his exhaustion is unmistakable, but you know your boyfriend—this is his way of unwinding, getting lost in you.

iwaizumi lets out a deep exhale, his hands dropping to your covered ass while they knead and rub the supple skin. his hands massage you for a few minutes, and you know that you’re supposed to be the one doing this to him (preferably to his muscled back) but you just can’t help but melt under the pads of his skilled fingers.

iwaizumi can tell that you’re on cloud nine, judging by your soft sighs and pleased hums, which is why he takes advantage of the opportunity and quickly shifts on the bed and buries his nose in your covered pussy and inhales deeply.

you squeal, trying to scramble away from his face but his hold tightens. his grip is not tight enough to feel the indents of his fingers digging into you, but firm enough to let him keep you in place.

“hajime! i haven’t showered yet!”

“don’t care, wanna smell you, it’s calming.”

he says directly to your pussy, the vibrations from his voice sending tingles down your spine. iwaizumi is like a caveman with his direct-to-the-point sentences, and it makes your lower belly tingle with how his face is comfortably shoved between your legs.

you’re in an awkward position, legs spread out with your boyfriend sniffing your dampening cunt like a dog. his tongue comes out and licks you through the thin fabric of your shorts and your surprised squeak turns into a moan when the pressure of his tongue on you increases.

your boyfriend licks you through your shorts until the junction between your thighs is wet and sticky, your folds clearly outlining through the fabric.

iwaizumi relishes in your soft whines and subtle grinding before he hooks his fingers on the waistband of your shorts and panties, pulling them down your thighs.

he releases a content sigh through his lips, already feeling the tension in his shoulders abating when he sees your wet pussy glistening for him. you squirm on the bed as iwaizumi squeezes the globes of your ass, squealing when he pinches the skin.

“haji!”

he smirks at your whiny tone before he pulls your hips upward until they’re raised and you’re kneeling on the bed. his palm pushes on your lower back until it forms a deep arch.

“i had a long day, need your pussy, baby.”

then he dives in, instinctively groaning at the tangy flavor of your cunt after a long day. he never told you but he prefers your pussy like this, rather than when you’re freshly clean and showered.

so to him, it’s like he’s in a candy store, and he’s eating the best candy there is.

you moan loudly, crying out his name just as his hips start rut against the bed, hard cock straining against his pants. his tongue licks up and down your folds, swirls around your pulsating clit, but he wants more, he wants you to cum in his mouth and take everything you have to offer him.

it’s what he deserves after a long and gruelling day.

“h-haji, hnng—f-fuck!” you whine, your fingers squeezing the sheets with your cheek pressed to the mattress. you visibly shiver, hearing the smack of his lips as he slurps and groans.

he’s clearly enjoying himself, enjoying you and really, there’s nothing to complain about—except, you want to see his handsome face devouring you like you’re his first delicious meal in years.

two thick fingers slip inside your tight walls as he curls and uncurls them, simultaneously licking and suckling on your clit. drool from your mouth stains the bed as you moan unabashedly, mindlessly grinding on iwaizumi’s face.

he growls at your movement, getting spurred on as you take your pleasure from his mouth. he slaps your ass, making you arch your back as you brokenly moan his name. he slaps you again, causing you to whimper this time as you tremble.

the ministrations from his fingers, lips, and tongue are too much for you to handle. his longer and thicker fingers curl against your spongy sweet spot just as his lips suck your clit into his mouth, tongue vigorously swirling in tight circles.

“i’m g-gonna cum!” you scream, pushing your lower back further into his face just as the tight spring in your lower abdomen snaps.

“hajime!”

your cry rings throughout the room, body jerking just as your pussy gushes all over his mouth and chin. iwaizumi moans, tongue leaving your clit in favor of slipping it inside your tight walls just so he could taste everything. you’re a whimpering and shaking mess, eyes glazed as he laps up every drop of your release.

he lifts his head away from you, his lips shiny and chin dripping with your slick. he kisses the back of your trembling thighs, your ass cheeks; you’re boneless after all that, immediately slumping on the bed as soft whimpers fall from your lips.

iwaizumi surprises you by flipping you onto your back, quickly lowering his head to devour your pussy again. he places your legs on his shoulders and your hands tug on his hair just as he groans into you.

his actions are faster and sloppier than before, less precise as he practically makes out with your drooling cunt.

“t-too s-sensitive, haji!” you whine, but he doesn’t pay you any mind because he’s too pussy drunk to think about anything else.

when iwaizumi said that he can eat your pussy for hours, he really meant it; and it looks like you’re about to be in for a long night.

[kurosukii]

Not a sandwich but can I just have them in the same hole....

bestayyyy ur mind. YOUR MIND.

☀︎ MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY — threesome, light alcohol consumption, double stuffing, very messy, lots of cum, twincest (kinda cause their dicks touch HHH if this isn’t up your alley pls scroll), praise, creampie, overstimulation, cockwarming

“jus’ a little more, baby. i can fit—shit, so fuckin’ tight.”

you genuinely feel like you’re going to be split in half. 

it was just supposed to be a harmless joke, but you should’ve known better—nothing is ever a harmless joke when it comes to the infamous miya twins. everything to them is a challenge.

you should’ve kept your mouth shut, but you guess your lips became too loose after a week of gruelling exams. also, what are the odds that atsumu had an off day at practice and osamu had issues with his restaurant? it’s almost like the world was plotting this coupling for the three of you. 

“f-fuck, y-you guys are s-so big.”

you’d be embarrassed by how much you’re stuttering, but with the way a thick cock is lodged inside of your messy cunt, with another squeezing in, you guess you have every right to be a blubbering mess. 

osamu groans at the added sting of your nails raking his shoulders. it’s already hard (pun intended) to keep a level head with the tight fit of your walls attempting to suck him and his twin’s fat cocks.

it’s a good thing that they made you cum two times prior and it’s a damn good thing that all of you had the backing of liquid courage, or else this wouldn’t be happening right now, maybe. 

all three of you release sounds of pleasure when atsumu finally squeezes in alongside his twin’s cock. their shame and disgust are nowhere to be found because the heat and tightness of your velvet walls is enough for them to start panting like dogs. 

“fuuuck, you’re amazing, sweetheart. taking two fat cocks in your pussy like that?” atsumu groans, his forehead resting on the nape of your neck as he watches his cock disappear in your pussy. 

your lower lips are stretched so wide, and you know the two of them are too afraid to move, too afraid that they might shoot their load inside of you without sneaking a couple of thrusts in. 

it feels so fucking good that you can't stop the moans and whines from just taking the two of them in the same hole. both of their cocks are thick and long, and you don't know which veins go where because they’re a mess inside of you.

the twins are breathing and groaning loudly, their hands leaving a bruising grip on your waist and hips as they try to compose themselves. osamu leans back on the headboard as he moans and atsumu’s sweaty chest covers the entire expanse of your back as he gives an experimental thrust. 

“c-can’t take it anymore—shit—g-gotta move,” atsumu whines, fixing his grip on you as he starts thrusting, uncaring of the way his dick rubs against his twin’s. atsumu would rather die a thousand painful deaths before he admits it, but the friction of rubbing against osamu’s cock adds to the growing pleasure in his abdomen.

unbeknownst to him, osamu is thinking the same thing, but he quickly shakes it off as he starts thrusting inside of your pussy. everything is so tight, you’re shrieking in pleasure as every area inside your walls is getting the attention it deserves. 

tears stream down your face from the intensity of their thrusts as the loud slaps of skin meeting skin fill the stuffy room. the squelching of your pussy and cocks are so loud that it makes your cheeks burn at how messy the three of you are down where all of you are connected. 

“g-guys—fuck, i’m gonna cum!” you wail, body jostling on osamu’s chest as their dicks alternately hit your spongy sweet spot. the twins groan at your admission, they can tell you’re close by the way you clench around their dicks, suffocating them and snatching the breath out of their heaving chests. 

you squeezing around them is the last straw before they groan long and hard, crying out your name as their bodies simultaneously shudder when you scream their names as your orgasm racks through your body. 

endless ropes of hot and thick cum shoot inside your battered pussy as your trembling body crashes on osamu, little whimpers and whines erupting from your scratchy throat as your pussy flutters around their softening cocks. 

the juices trickle outside of you, staining your thighs while the rest fall in droplets down their balls and you hide your face in osamu’s chest when your combined releases make an audible sound while atsumu shifts his body. 

atsumu’s shaking arms give way, crushing you between him and his brother, causing you to squeal from being trapped between their sweaty and heaving bodies. 

“oi! get off, you’re heavy as fuck!” osamu hisses, a dark scowl on his face as he tries to push atsumu off of you. atsumu just giggles, a tired grin on his face as he attacks your face with kisses, making you giggle with him. 

osamu’s narrowed eyes soften when he hears your sweet giggles. he bites his bottom lip as he looks to the side, cock twitching as he utters a sentence that has you and atsumu gaping at him. 

“we should do this again sometime...”

[kurosukii]

thinking about sakusa fucking you from behind, deep voice hissing “whose pussy is this?” and you just can’t help it, you’ve been wanting to bring it up with him but you’re too embarrassed and shy. but fuck—the way his large hands are grabbing the jiggling skin of your ass, the feeling of his balls heavily smacking against your clit, and the shiver that runs down your spine as his voice goes straight to your cunt—there’s no better time for you to say it.

“yours, daddy! it’s yours!” is what you moan, your fingers squeezing the pillow as sakusa gasps, hips losing a bit of their rhythm when he hears the word he’s dreamt of hearing from your pretty mouth for so long. he quickly regains his composure, however, now even more determined to make you cream and convulse around his thick and lengthy cock.

“that’s right, baby. this is daddy’s pussy, yeah? daddy’s gonna make you cum all over his cock, would you like that?”

[kurosukii]

JUL WHAT ABOUT DAD’S BUSINESS PARTNER KUROO

like your dad’s sitting in his office, unaware of the fact that kuroo bent you over that desk last night

Pls . Just Pls .

☀︎ MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY — implied age gap, spanking, spitting, degradation, praise, hair pulling, mirror sex, sleazy kuroo <3.

“what would he say if he finds out daddy’s little girl is letting his business partner fuck her slutty cunt over his desk, hmm?”

kuroo’s voice in your ear is soft, syrupy even, but his words are dirty and menacing. the way he punctuates daddy’s little girl and slutty cunt with particularly heavy and powerful thrusts has your eyes fluttering and pussy clenching around his thick cock.

you’re a hot mess—bare tits squished against the mahogany, a puddle of drool beneath your chin, and skirt hiked up to your waist as your warm ass cheeks receive his harsh spanks.

both your hands are wrapped around his wrist as his fingers tightly tug at your roots, your neck straining as he makes you watch yourself get fucked silly on the mirror bolted to the door of your father’s office.

“look at you. you’re such a fucking whore, sweetie,” kuroo chuckles as he smacks your ass, causing you to cry out and clench around him. he groans after immediately, throwing his head back as he feels your walls tighten around his pistoning cock.

“does princess like her cute ass spanked while she lets an old man like me fuck her pussy?” he coos, smirking when you whine as he thrusts deeply, making your body jolt on your dad’s desk.

you should’ve known that your father’s business partner had something up his sleeve when he casted meaningful glances at you when he came over to talk “business”.

it wasn’t right for a man his age to squeeze your thigh, whisper good girl in your ear, as you set down a cup of tea. it wasn’t right that he sent your father away when he said that an “emergency” came up at one of the buildings.

it wasn’t right that he locked the door and ripped your blouse until the buttons went flying, tearing your flimsy bra to shreds as he bent you over the desk. it definitely wasn’t right that he pulled your panties to the side and spit on your hole before he speared you on his cock, immediately thrusting with reckless abandon as your cries and moans filled the small room.

it wasn’t right for you to enjoy getting fucked by him, but what else can you do when he’s making you see stars and pant like a common whore who just can’t get enough of thick and lengthy cocks? he’s practically a dream come true to deprived girls like you.

it doesn’t help that he’s got a mean stroke game, reaching places in your pussy that guys your age can’t. he’s got you crying for more, and the way his heavy balls slap against your clit while he spanks your jiggling ass has your eyes crossing and babbling nonsense while you ruin your father’s once pristine desk.

“spread your legs for me—yeah, that’s it—show me how my cock’s stretching your pussy, such a good girl.”

[kurosukii]

𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐚

a/n : surprise 👁👁 i just had to because when this song was released, this idea was all i could think of 😩 (dw this o&e oikawa au has a happy ending i'm just too lazy to write it HHHH) um yeah pls accept this offer of my return-ish here 🫶

☀︎ MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY — angst (shocking i know 👀), loss of virginity, pregnancy (not super explicit and detailed but still not meant for below eighteen). 519 words. (really just testing if i still got it tbh)

oceans and engines was made for you and oikawa tooru as he was about to leave you and everything behind for argentina.

it was the song that was playing in the background, where it was just the two of you and no one else mattered—pretty big feat for sendai international airport that carries the weight of thousands of footsteps on the daily.

two things were very blurry that day—both yours and oikawa’s eyes that were caused by the tears and the whole ordeal of walking him to the entrance of the departure area, him leaving you with one last salty kiss as he walked away from you and what you had, his back ramrod straight as he dragged his feet through the doors.

you could feel him returning everything to you in that kiss. all the memories, pain, laughter, kisses—his love.

your last night together was as cliché as it can get to any two eighteen year olds who have to end their relationship—not because they want to but because distance and uncertainty required you to.

memories of his lips tracing over every inch of your skin, deft fingers holding you as if you were the one leaving him for a country across the globe, leaving him for a future he wasn’t—isn’t a part of.

it was bittersweet, in all honesty. the sharing of two bodies, all entangled in between the sheets as you held on to his shoulders, pulling him towards you, for him to melt into your body so he wouldn’t leave, leave you and everything that was ever familiar—safe—to him.

but you’re brought back to reality when he thrusts one last time, his groan lost to your lips as his hands squeeze yours so hard that you whimper both from the pain and pleasure, legs squeezing his lithe waist as you orgasm around him.

the tears cascading down your cheeks are hot, as hot as his cum that’s filling you up. but the thrilling sensation of being careless isn’t enough to deter you both from knowing that this is the first and last time that you’ll be doing this—basking in each other’s love and pain and wonder.

not when he reluctantly pulls away, not when he cleans and wipes you down, not when he’s kissing your thighs and belly with a gentleness that’s only meant for you, and certainly not when you see his silhouette disappear amongst the throng of nameless people.

you’re only deterred by what you and oikawa have done when the answer is given to you in two weeks, in the form of two glaring red lines, and the sense of dread as the sky practically falls over your head and entire being as you slowly sit yourself to the floor, the feeling of the cold bathroom tiles being the only thing piercing through the numbness coursing through your body.

when both of you said that you’ll always be a part of each other, you didn’t think that fate would play her sick and twisted game—weaving yours and oikawa’s threads so tight and coiled that the end is the same as the beginning.

[kurosukii]

Dilf! Ushijima who can lift you up and fuck you like a fleshlight haha jk jk... unless 😳😳😳

BESTIE . i was literally thinking about dilf!ushijima. he may not be as young as he was but his strength and power still stayed even to his older years. boyyy, idc what anyone says this man can literally fuck you in a full nelson while standing. he’s literally that strong. can even fuck you against the wall with both your legs hooked on his forearms.

he still can’t believe that he’s doing this to his daughter’s babysitter. the little girl is in her room sleeping like a log while his fat cock is drilling your pussy, your body molding against his plush couch, legs on his broad shoulders as you claw at his back.

how can he resist a sweet thing like you? you practically pawed at his cock like a needy slut and here you are, crying out his name every time his soft but firm pelvis rubs against your mound.

he never understood how his friends could get with girls so much younger than them, but now he gets it. he gets the rush, the liberating feeling of reducing a younger girl into a blubbering and crying mess as she lets out choked moans while getting fucked by a cock as big and fat as his.

[kurosukii]

thinking of being fucked by sakusa in the locker room, him telling you to be quiet unless you want someone to walk in. little do you know, atsumu is hiding around the corner jerking off to you n sakusa. and then what if omi asks tsumu to join

☀︎ MINORS DNI — cucking, oral (f receiving), cum eating, male masturbation, spanking, nipple play, hair pulling, implied threesome, omi talking smack about tsumu HHHH

“you’re finally putting that trap to good use, miya.”

your boyfriend’s deep voice and hot breath against your ear makes you moan, only adding to the stimulation that his teammate is giving you between your spread and trembling legs.

the man in question groans his reply, his warm and wet tongue gliding against your puffy folds as the slick sounds of him stroking his cock echoes around the empty locker room.

“atsumu’s good with his mouth, isn’t he, sweetheart?”

you nod frantically as sakusa swallows your pleasured moans with his sloppy and passionate kisses. atsumu isn’t one to be outdone, even if he has no right to act high and mighty, so he sucks your clit into his mouth, making you arch your back, your creamy pussy smothering his face.

he doesn’t even care that he can taste the thickness of sakusa’s cum on his tongue, too focused on your wetness and muffled whimpers as well as the twitching of his cock every time you roll your hips.

your boyfriend pulls away from you, strings of spit connecting your mouths as his heady eyes zero in on his teammate happily licking away at your cunt.

“and you. i knew you were a shameless and depraved guy, but to lick another man’s cum off of a girl’s pussy?” sakusa sneers at atsumu, his eyes dark and mocking but even so, it doesn’t hide the desire brewing in its onyx depths.

“you never cease to amaze me, miya.”

you cry out as your boyfriend spreads your legs wider, pushing your thighs to your chest as he practically folds you in half, giving atsumu easier access to your pussy.

“fucking your fist in the corner while i fuck my girlfriend against the lockers?” sakusa continues, one hand letting go of your legs as he pulls on atsumu’s hair, making the blonde moan into your pussy as he speeds up the pace of him fucking his hand.

sakusa raises one dark eyebrow as he tugs even harder on atsumu’s strands, and the setter’s long and drawn out moan makes you whine from the vibrations it sends through your core.

through the haziness of your brain, you think about how you’ve always liked atsumu in a fond way, and you know your boyfriend does too; he’s just snarky about it.

the endorphins from your previous orgasm along with the way atsumu is sucking and licking harshly away at your clit makes you cry out a jumble of their names repeatedly, your hips involuntarily thrusting against atsumu’s mouth while sakusa squeezes and gently twists your sensitive nipples.

it’s all too much, the attention from these two beautiful and sexy men is too much and without sakusa’s hands prying your thighs apart, you squeeze the sides of atsumu’s face as you cum all over his mouth.

“f-fuck, oh fuck, you’re so good, tsumu!”

your praise makes atsumu’s eyes flutter, the taste of your slick mixed with sakusa’s cum coating his tongue makes his abs flex as he squeezes his shaft, broken moans falling from his lips as he spills his cum all over the locker room floor, spurts of white covering the polished tiles. he cringes inwardly, thinking about how he has to clean up all the evidence later.

you’re boneless in sakusa’s arms, thighs still shaking and wrapped around atsumu’s head as you breathe heavily, your naked body flushed with a slight sheen of sweat covering your skin. the hardness of sakusa’s cock is hot and heavy on your back, feeling the last vestiges of his release dripping down your ass.

the raven haired man exhales noisily as he takes hold of you, his thick and pale arms wrapping around your stomach as he stares down at atsumu, eyeing the setter’s still hard and twitching cock as he scoffs to himself. the blonde can still go at it, huh?

“i know you like my girl, tsumu. you think you’re subtle when you moan her name whenever you jerk off in the showers?”

sakusa rolls his eyes at the shock on atsumu’s face as he slowly moves your body until you’re kneeling on the wide bench, knees on either side of his lap. he places a large hand on your back, making you squeak as you form a deep arch. you follow him anyway, widening your stance as you subtly shake your ass at the man behind you.

sakusa slaps your ass, making you whine as he spreads your ass cheeks, baring your hole that’s still dripping with your slick and his cum to a shell-shocked atsumu who’s still gripping his dick like his life depends on it, his caramel eyes focused on the white trails slipping out of your pussy, cum that he wasn’t able to lick out of you.

“don’t blame you though, the whole team has it going for her. you should be honored that i let you touch her, let you taste her sweet pussy first.”

your boyfriend ends his sentence by spanking your ass once more, watching the way your skin jiggles. the force of his slap makes you squeal and tighten your arms around his neck, your head resting on his warm chest as your cheeks heat up from how he’s presenting your wrecked pussy to his teammate like you’re on a silver platter.

“go on, atsumu. i wanna see how well you can fuck my girlfriend.”

[kurosukii]

“don’t ya want to make me a happy man?”

the puppy eyes and heavy pout on atsumu’s face is not fit for a man of his age and stature, but considering that, well, he’s miya atsumu, this is just an every day thing for you.

especially when he wants something and that something is for you to sit on his face.

“c’mon baby, please,” he drags out the last word as his fingers squeeze your hips, forcefully dragging you from your straddled position over his clothed and throbbing cock. there’s a wet patch over it, definitely from your naked pussy that’s been grinding on him.

it’s juvenile, really—how both of you hump each other like teenagers more often than you would like to admit, but it’s so thrilling, so naughty. but you guess it isn’t enough for him, with the way he begs you to sit on his face, ride his tongue, and ‘make an honest man out of him’ as he likes to say.

you’re totally on board with the idea but it’s fun to surprise atsumu from time to time and from your conversation with osamu’s girlfriend, her googly eyes while talking about riding osamu’s face is enough for you to take the leap too—take a seat, rather.

“samu’s girl sits on his face all the time! every time i see him, he’s got a dopey smile on his ugly maw!”

you laugh at his indignance, your own hands tracing the lines over his abs as he goes on and on about how “samu never stops bragging!” and “samu thinks he’s better than me!” all the while not knowing you’re slowly creeping up along his chiseled torso.

“that stupid scrub keeps sayin’ shit like—oh. hello there, you awfully close to me, huh? your pussy’s wet and pulsin’ over my chest,” atsumu smirks, stopping himself from talking smack about his brother in lieu of paying attention to your pussy’s close proximity to his face.

you’re dripping steadily, eyes hooded with desire as you stare down at your boyfriend whose eyes are equally as hungry and dark. you blow him a kiss as you hold the headboard, your folded legs squirming as you try to relieve the ache between your legs.

“fuck yeah, don’t mind if i do, baby.”

it’s the last thing he breathes before his mouth latches on to your clit, tongue expertly moving around, flicking and circling over the swollen nerves. the sudden pleasure knocks the wind out of you and your lower half loses its strength as you drop your weight on his face.

both of you moan from the new development and as you try to scramble and lift yourself, atsumu growls and chases your pussy, his large hands pushing your ass down as he smothers his own face with the taste and smell of you.

one of his hands leaves your skin and he haphazardly pulls down his underwear, freeing his twitching cock that’s leaking with pre-cum down the shaft. he strokes himself a few times, thrusting into his hand but ultimately goes back to squeezing and kneading into your skin because he knows he can’t stop touching you, making you whine and cry for him.

“tsumie!”

a particularly hard suck on your clit and the sneaky twisting of your nipples have you fluttering your eyes, head thrown back as you grip the headboard tightly.

“that’s it, baby. i’m gonna put my tongue in your pussy and you’re gonna ride it, ‘kay? be a good girl for me,” he says in lightning speed and if you weren’t well versed in the language of miya atsumu, you wouldn’t have understood what he said.

and he follows through, inserting his tongue into your wet and tight walls, his big hands urging you to grind on his face as his nose nudges your clit. the pleasure is so intense and your hips voluntarily ride his tongue as you heed his wishes. not needing his guidance anymore, one of your hand cards through his hair, your nails gently scraping his scalp as you move his head at the pace you like.

he’s got one hand fisting his cock and one squeezing your hips. it’s so messy and wet and the shared slick along with the saliva drips down his chin, coating the entire lower half of his face with your essence as you use his mouth for your pleasure.

your legs are shaking, toes curling as you whine and chant atsumu’s name like a prayer, hands squeezing the pillow where his head is resting on as you fuck his face like there’s no tomorrow. you’re close, you can tell. the coil in your stomach threatening to snap the longer you stare into atsumu’s lust-blown eyes and handsome face squished between your thighs.

the sight of him like this, along with the heavy and loud groans coming from him finally sets you off and you keel over, mouth parted into loud scream of his name as his tongue wriggles and licks your spasming pussy.

“atsumu!”

his hips thrusts into the air, thick and white spurts of his cum coating his hand, abs, and thighs as he moans into your pussy, body twitching from the intense orgasm. his clean hand gently taps your thigh and you immediately get off him, moving down until you’re resting on the base of his cock, gently rocking over his sensitive shaft as he shudders from the heat of your pussy.

your whines are soft as the head catches your clit, watching your boyfriend melt into the bed as he sighs in pleasure, uncaring of the way his face is drenched with your juices and his saliva. his hooded caramel eyes focus on you, smirking as he guides your hips over his throbbing cock.

his smirk turns into a triumphant smile, making you laugh because you know what he’s going to say. everything is a competition to this guy.

“gotta tell samu about this,” he spits, playfully rolling his eyes as you laugh at his competitive streak. but his playful expression turns into a lustful one, enough to heat your body up again because you know fully well that one orgasm from either of you isn’t enough to satisfy him. the slow grinding stops, and when he tells you to lift yourself up a bit so he can hold his cock directly below your fluttering pussy—you know that the real show is about to start.

“but first, i gotta make an honest woman out of ya.”

[kurosukii]

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he’s literally the perfect man for it....omg

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he doesn’t know whether you’re truly naïve or you’re just a little vixen hiding underneath those lashes and pretty doe eyes. regardless, he’s still going to indulge you, because what kind of man would say no to free pussy?

he likes the way you shyly ask to sit on his cock too, as if it’s normal between friends to do so, but it’s alright, isn’t it? mattsun is a very special friend to you. friends are supposed to make you feel good, and mattsun always delivers.

his cock is the only cock you know, the only thing that has ever stretched the walls of your tight pussy the way it’s doing so right now.

“feels good right, baby? any time you need to blow off some steam or let loose, just let me know. your cute little pussy is always free to use my cock.”

his teasing but soothing voice sends shivers down your spine. you nod gently, eyes shiny with your tears as your lower lips stretch impossibly wide to accommodate your friend’s fat cock.

he’s such a good friend, you think to yourself as you moan softly into his ear, your chests pressing tightly together as he shifts on the couch. mattsun is trying so hard right now not to throw you on your back and fuck you until you’re screaming his name and dripping with his cum.

he’s patient, he’ll get his time. for now, he’s going to enjoy rubbing and playing with your clit until you whine and cream all around his thick cock—because with the way your flushed cheeks and glossy eyes look up at him with a dopey smile, there’s no way you wouldn’t let him ruin your pussy.