#𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 MISTER MIDNIGHT

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004. 𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙈𝙄𝘿𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏 • DELUSIONS

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What if the sexy stranger in your dreams and your seductive client at work is actually a ravishing demon determined to love you whatever it takes? Can you break through the delusions before it's too late?

incubus!kuroo, f!reader, deep pnetration, l-bombs, overstimulation, rough sex

I've been gone for so long up to the point when I thought that I'd be leaving this app and even this fic but here I am. The ending and even this chapter have changed so much from my original outline but I guess my hiatus turned them even better as I drew a lot of my emotions from the time I was away and put 'em all into writing this. Next chapter's the finale as planned, my sweethearts. Enjoy the rollercoaster! mwah mwah 💋

You drew a deep sigh. Finally, the event will be tomorrow, and you’d be wrapping up this project. You’re supposed to be relieved, but you couldn’t help but feel a stab of bitterness. 

You doublechecked all the crossed-out items in your list to see if they’re complete. Everything was all set up. In fact, you already prepared the Press Release ahead of time so it would be easy for you to seed it to the media once the party is over.  

“Good job!” Kuroo said as he went near, standing right behind you. 

You glanced up at him, carefully tracing the outline of his features—the softness of his lips, the perfect sculpt of his nose and the intensity of his eyes. He blinked, slowly, and returned your stare with his gaze softening as each millisecond dropped.  

What’s this longing building inside your chest? Will the end of this project be a goodbye for the both of you? 

Before you could even get deeper, he gave you a small smile. “Thank you for everything. There could be no one else.” 

You closed your fists, biting back your emotions. You shouldn’t be feeling this way.  

Kuroo softly smiled, which put you quite at ease. Slipping his hand in his pocket, he pulled out a small box and opened it.  

“That’s-” Your eyes widened at the sight of a gold necklace with a heart pendant.  

“For everything we spent together,” he said as he carefully laced the jewelry around your neck. He spun you a little and took a good look at you. His gaze was tender and so was the satisfaction on his face when he said, “Perfect.” 

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 

Warmth and undeniable comfort surrounded you as your arms were around his strong frame. He laid you down on the bed with a hand cupping the back of your neck.  

You peered deeply into his eyes as he firmly held your gaze, marveling at how lucky he was to have you at this very moment. He placed a kiss on your forehead, your eyelid, nose and paused for a sensuous peck on your lips. Not stopping, he sucked on the skin of your neck until his lips reached the heart pendant, giving it a tender kiss. 

His palm travelled to your breast and revered your supple flesh, bringing your nipple to his mouth, his tongue doing its magic. His other hand skimmed through your bare skin and parted your legs. He immediately found your sweet spot as if he had your body ingrained in his memory. Oh, you’re so ready for him.   

You heaved and wriggled beneath him. His middle finger teasing your clit prompted your hips to grind against his touch, feeling the sensation building and wanting more at the same time.  

“Be patient,” he whispered in your ear, and you felt him smile at your neediness. You couldn’t help but desperately whine a little in response.  

Chuckling lightly, he caressed the top of your head and pinched your cheek. “Oh, how could I resist you.” 

Taking your cue, he inserted two of his fingers in and your anticipating pussy welcomed him in so easily. He began stroking your insides and your back arched in satisfaction. Your mouth was agape and you moaned while he watched closely as your immodest expression kept making his cock harder and harder, wanting its own taste of your sopping cunt.  

You reached out for his cock, but he stopped you by the wrist.  

“I didn’t know you want me that badly,” he teased, smirking before slipping his tongue to play with yours. He sucked you relentlessly, drinking you in. The intensity of his mouth on yours matched the sweet torture of his fingers, increasing the passion as he was already feeling your thighs shaking. 

“Aahh...hah hmmn-” you whimpered. Your head dipping deeper into the pillow as you felt the rush approaching.  

“That’s it, my pretty girl...” he chanted as your hips started buckling.  

You felt the chills running across your skin. You’re getting there. You’re getting there! You’re- “Mhmn!” You let out a pained whine as he pulled out his fingers right when you’re about to cum.  

He teased you further by rubbing the pads of his three fingers over the wet lips of your pussy.  

Fuck! It was painfully making you crave him more. You want him inside you, to fill up with his dick. “Please...”  

“Please, what?” he asked, mischievously. “This one?” You felt his tip against the surface of your needy cunt. You quivered. Automatically, desperately, stupidly, you locked him in, bringing your legs around his torso.  

He responded with a kiss and held you close, feeling your trembling body encaged in his arms. You were so lost in endless want when he began running the length of his hard member against your pussy, glazing his cock with your juices.  

“Haah I – haah I want...” you managed to let out. 

“What do you want?” His gaze probed you, almost hypnotically.  

“I want...y-!” Your eyes almost crossed when he slammed the entirety of his long cock straight into your pussy, making you cum all of a sudden.  

Your body was shaking strong, yet it was just the beginning. He thrust into you through and through that you shed tears of pleasure with the overwhelming sensation. How can you even keep up with him! He’s ramming into you mercilessly like there’s no tomorrow.  

And damn, you sure looked so dirtily beautiful as your tits bounced like crazy everytime he’s hitting you deep and that motivated him to drive you even crazier. He pressed your legs further and closer to both sides of your face, putting you in a mating press. His body weight kept you in place when he took your hands and laced your fingers with his.  

His eyes were pinning you down so intensely, conveying so much lust, passion and affection.  

“Y/N...Y/N...Y/N...” He panted your name with every shove, not letting go of your gaze. His grip on your entwined hands tightened as he quickened his pace and deepened his thrusts. “I love you...I love you. Fuck! I love you.” 

Your heart felt like bursting with so much emotion that your arms flew to wrap around him. He held you tightly and buried his face in the crook of your neck while his hips rocked in a frenzy. His consistent deep and ragged strokes were now about to get you to your peak, but all that mattered in that moment was having each other this close, this uninhibited, this free. 

Shivers ran down your spine and he’s quick to devour your pleasure, sealing your lips with his as he fed your pussy with his cum. You trembled beneath him completely lost in the intensity.  

You both caught on your breaths. And now, your vision was getting cloudy. Propping himself with his elbow, he lovingly caressed your head like how he usually did.  

He gave you a sweet smile, while you tried not to close your eyes and fall asleep, wanting to spend more time with him, but drowsiness was getting the best of you. Before you lose it, however, you heard him whisper, “See you later.” 

Your eyes opened, still heaving from your dream. You woke up in confusion but there’s a part of you that still wanted to remain dreaming.  

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 

It was a big relief that the event was set up perfectly. This was testament to all your hardwork, and you couldn’t wait but have Kuroo see this. You glanced at your phone. The guests were now populating the venue still there was no word from him.  

Passing by a wall mirror, you tried looking your best for tonight, and no, it wasn’t because of him! You blushed, focusing on the heart pendant he gave you, however your attention was taken when a familiar figure arrives.  

Your world stopped when you turned around and saw Kuroo.  

He was approaching with one hand in his pocket and confident strides, donning a black coat and pants with a grey dress shirt underneath. His hair was messily tousled, yet he looked so devilishly attractive. The lights were casting a magical play of red and purple over his ungodly features. His hazel orbs found you and his lips slowly stretched to a sultry smirk. Your throat went dry just by the way he locked eyes with you. You clenched your thighs together and drew in a deep breath. Kuroo was danger and desire converged into one, a man so magnetizing he’s almost a sin.  

Words got stuck in your chest as he came face-to-face with you while you got nothing to say. He leaned close to you and whispered in a low and raspy voice, “You look edible tonight.” 

You blushed. “W-What?” 

He grinned, cheekily. “You’re adorable.” 

“Oh...” You took deep breaths, panicking about what to say. “You...same.” Realizing what you just blurted out, you snapped and pulled yourself together. “I-I mean! You look the same.” 

Kuroo gave out a laugh that came from his belly. He offered you his arm and you were shy to hold onto, which, by the way, was so sturdy and strong you felt so weak and little around him. His scent was equally making you melt. It's smoky, leathery, and musky vetiver it’s intoxicating.  

“You’re wearing the necklace I gave you.”  

“O-of course,” you replied quite nervously. His eyes dragged from your face right to your cleavage where the pendant was completely undressing you with just his stare and all you could do was put a hand over yourself.  

And the bastard chuckled, you knew. You knew him so well.  

The evening went by with you socializing and networking together, but time didn’t pass without his subtle touches like featherly brushing his fingertips across your bare arms, calling your attention by lightly scratching your elbow and placing his hand at the small of your back just above your ass.  

There’s something about tonight that he’s pursuing you openly and assertively while you were letting him and doing nothing to repel him. Perhaps, it’s because you knew that you could have a chance of something...something beyond this.  

Your reverie was interrupted when he suddenly dipped close to your face and inhaled your scent. “You smell sweet.” 

“It’s vanilla.” 

“Are you?” he retorted.  

Heat crawled all over your face, knowing what he meant. You rolled your eyes at him and crossed your arms. “Don’t get me started.” 

Kuroo let out a hearty laugh, which elicited the same for you. In that moment, everything slowed down in his perspective. The crinkles in the corners of your eyes as you smiled and the genuine happiness in your laughter were gripping something inside his chest.  

Oh, how can one woman make him feel all these conflicting emotions at once. How he held so much affection for you yet felt so pained at the walls you’re putting down for him. 

“Are you okay?” You asked, full of concern. 

Kuroo ran a hand through his hair and exhaled exasperatedly. “Nothing- Nothing. It’s...” He calmed himself down. “It’s nothing.”  

“Are you sure?” 

He smiled and a slow melodious song began playing in the background, catching his attention. “May I dance with you?” 

You accepted his invitation. Despite the tension that surrounded the both of you tonight, this one was entirely different. It was romantic how he was swaying you with one of his hands respectfully rested on the small of your back, while the other was holding yours in a classic posture. 

Your eyes were attached to each other, while your heartbeats matched the tempo of the song. All this felt like a fantasy, so pure, so tender and so surreal. It felt like a dream how your chest was filled with happiness and warmth.  

How can one man make you feel so many emotions? Was it really possible for dark desire and deep devotion to exist altogether like how the serene moon finds its rest cloaked in the darkness of the midnight sky? 

“Y/N...” Kuroo uttered with a gentle look in his eyes. “I...” 

He gulped. He was not dumb. Your feelings for him were escalating, strong and true. Damn, how much he wanted to hold you close right now. Devour your lips and kiss you endlessly, but seeing how you gazed so lovingly at him, he couldn’t bear not baring who he really is to you. 

“Thank you,” you said before he could even continue. “I’m honestly super happy today.” 

Guilt was eating him alive. Everything might have started obscurely, but right now, what he was feeling for you was clear, definite and never-changing. Was it really too late? Could he somehow turn back time and change the way things kicked off?  

Kuroo stopped swaying and loosened his hold on you. 

Taking in his crestfallen expression, you asked, “Are you alright?” You saw his broad shoulders rise and fall as he took a deep breath. “What’s the problem? What’s happening?” 

What’s happening? He loves you! That’s what’s happening.  

How could he tell you? Would you even understand...that for the hundred, no, thousand years he existed, this was the first and only time he could ever think of the same woman over and over again. Would you even believe that the love he had for you was as much as the years he lived? 

Would you see right through his feelings for you, or would he remain as a beast? 

“Kuroo,” your voice pleading as you called on him.  

He pinched close his eyes. 

It’s painful. It’s painful how that one thing that keeps you by his side was also the one that could make you run away.  

He couldn’t bear to see the look in your eyes—that look of disdain because you’d see him as a monster, but he loves you and he couldn’t...He just couldn’t let you suffer perplexed and forever live in an illusion. 

“Do you...do you really want to know?” He asked almost choking in each syllable, with eyes searing deep into yours.  

“What do y-” You were stuck in his stare as his hazel gaze lifted all the fog and haze in your mind. Suddenly, everything was clear. “W-Wai- This is-” Your hands shook cold. “It’s you...All this time it’s you?” Your lips trembled. “M-My cat...the one in my dreams...It’s true? You’re an...” 

You searched his expression and, as much as hurt was evident in his features, he didn’t deny a thing.  

You brought your shaking hand over your mouth as tears began to involuntarily fall from your eyes. “All this time...you were lying to me.” 

Seeing your pain, Kuroo couldn’t help but step forward to explain. “Y/N, I...”  

You stepped back and raised a hand up. “I’m sorry. I just- I just can’t-”  

And all Kuroo could do was stand frozen as he watched you run away.  

The old lady was right all along and you couldn’t believe it. Maybe the signs were there but you refused to see them. 

Did all that matter now? 

You quickly got inside the cab you hailed. Staring outside the window, you recalled every detail of the moments you spent with him. Now, you didn’t know which one was true and which was just a fantasy.  

Incubus or not it didn’t matter anymore.  

Tears kept falling down your cheek.  

Regardless of the truth, you knew that one thing’s for real. You felt so much for him than you ever noticed. Did he even love you at all? All those times you spent did they even mean something to him? Or were you just another woman he can feed on? 

Your head spun in questions.  

Finally at your home, you immediately fell onto your bed and hugged yourself. All this time, he’s all a dream you’re meant to wake up to. 

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 

With your body feeling heavy, you couldn’t even bring yourself to get up. A black hole seemed to exist inside your heart. You felt light taps against your shoulder.  

A smile finally made its way to your face.  

You caressed his head as he purred lovingly into your touch. His fur resembled the darkness of the night, but his existence brought warmth into your life.  

He bumped his forehead onto yours and nuzzled affectionately. You caged him in your arms, and he curled up close to you, accompanying you to a peaceful slumber. 

“I love you...I’m setting you free.” 

A soft yet gentle whisper breezed through your ear that woke you up. It felt like a big part of you was taken and torn apart. 

Your fingers traced the outline of the heart pendant of the necklace Kuroo gave you.  

He didn’t appear in your dream like the usual. As much as you tried hard to deny, you...love him in all forms. 

You recalled the hurt in his eyes when he revealed the truth to you last night. It was genuine and it seemed like he, too, was holding off so many emotions he wished to convey. 

Maybe you reacted too fast? Maybe you could’ve let him explain? Maybe you shouldn’t have run away last night? 

Of course, it was never easy to say that he was an otherworldly being. Anyone would be overwhelmed.  

You messed up! 

In an instant, you bolted out of bed. Though you looked so much in disarray, you hurried and prepared for work. You’d be having a post-event meeting today. Maybe you could still make up for everything and set things right, give him a chance. Maybe you could still fix things. 

Running out of breath, you almost ran to your office building. You were so anxious as the elevator was too slow for your liking. Once the doors opened, you briskly walked to your office. 

You released the breath you’d been holding for so long as you saw him, talking to your boss with his back facing at you. You reached out a hand to tap him on his shoulder but he turned around too quick.  

“Oh, you must be Ms. Y/N. It’s a shame Kuroo-san couldn’t make it today, so he sent me instead,” he said as you felt all the life in you drained away.  

In your anticipation, you didn’t even notice the stark difference between the man in front of you and Kuroo. You truly wanted it to be him. You did, but it wasn’t.  

“By the way, he wanted me to give you this,” he handed you a box and you opened it right away.  

It was the collar you gave Mister Midnight. He...He returned it.  

Your head spiraled in disbelief. Your knees felt like melting as you slumped on the nearest chair behind you. Your eyes were filled with triggering tears as you couldn’t help the regret and disappointment to wash over you.    

What if you didn’t run away? What if you had let him explain? What if things didn’t happen this way? 

“Y/N, are you alright?” Your boss asked and you couldn’t even bring yourself to respond and just gave him a look of despair.

"Excuse me. "

You gathered all your strength to stand up, walking out of your office. Everything was caving in on you. It was dizzying and you struggled to walk home. 

He was gone. 

The cat who kept you company in your loneliest days, the man in your dreams who cradled you and kissed you gently when you’re too tired from all the responsibilities and Kuroo who made the silliest joke just to get you laughing amidst the difficulties. 

All gone just like a passing season. 

In your mind played all the memories you had together. If there was a time in your life that you’d go back just to relive again, you would definitely return to the moments you spent with him. You would live that moment, that life all over again, even if it’s just once.  

But things don’t work that way.  

You stopped by the corner where your silly cat first found you. You remembered so well how the streetlamp shed a perfect spotlight on him. Still holding onto the collar he returned to you, your fingers lingered tenderly on the material, recalling all the memories.  

“It’s done.” You instantly shifted your focus. It was the old lady and she was looking at the collar in your hand. “The bond...It’s broken.” 

Uncontrollably, a tear fell down your cheek as you recalled... 

I love you. I’m setting you free. 

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005.5 𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙈𝙄𝘿𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏 • MRS. MIDNIGHT (EPILOGUE)

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Is it really possible to live in a dream even in your waking reality? Here's your life after breaking through the delusions. An epilogue to your romance with a former incubus.

f!reader, slight bestiality, dacryphilia, pussy eating

here's my little gift to all my lovely readers 💖 it's my first time doing an epilogue ever. but I did say I will reveal the fairytale that inspired this story. it was pretty obvious with the theme and all though, pfft. I would really miss this story, besties! and I will miss you too as well. I hope to bond with you more in my other/future works 🥹

Chills ran down your spine. Something soft, wet and warm swiped over the lips of your pussy. 

You opened your eyes and met with his. Blinking fast, you took in his red horns, glowing golden eyes and devilish grin as he licked his lips. His red wings spread open much to your surprise and his tail sprang from his back.  

“Which tail do you like more?” he asked, mischief lacing his expression. 

“W-What?” 

You gasped, tingling at the flick of the tip of his tail. It slithered right through your sopping pussy and you shivered at the uncanny pleasure it was building. “Ohhh…” your voice, shaky. 

You arched your back but he kept you in place with hands firm on your thighs. He licked his lips before diving right in, continuing his sinister tricks on your cunt. His tongue lapped your folds, circling your clit while he gobbled you up real good. Squelching sound reverberated. Now, your mind was in haze, feeling the satisfying heat roll under your skin all throughout you spine. Your hands wrapped around his horns as your body trembled through and through. The magic of his tongue massaging your clit and his pointy tail in and out of your pussy was making your eyes teary from the unbelievable sensation.  

With the last flick of his tongue and stroke of his tail, your back arched and eyes snapped open as the wave of pleasure came rushing in.  

“Ah! Haah haah…” you heaved, finding yourself awake and panting from a n intense wet dream.  

You tilted your head to the bedside table on your left, confirming the red collar that rested above it.  

Turning to your right, you saw your menace of a husband leaning against the doorframe with arms crossed. He’s off his coat, leaving his vest on with the sleeves of his dress shirt all rolled up. All the while, he’s sporting a mischievous smile and a half-lidded gaze. 

“You…you’re home,” you wondered, propping yourself up with your elbows. “It’s a day early.” 

He moved away from the door and headed towards you. “Missed you too much so I finished work and flew here right away.” 

“T-The dream…” You blushed. 

A grin appeared on his face. “Did you like it?” 

“H-How come?” you asked in wonder. “You left the collar.” 

He pulled up his hand and waved to you. “Who knew this has other uses too,” he said, showing the band around his finger. 

Realization came to you. After all, it was you who put that ring on his finger. 

“Now…” He joined you in bed, hovering you. “Shall we finish what we’ve started?” 

Your lips met in a fervent kiss that reflected how much you craved each other’s presence. Your hands clasped around his neck while his tongue played with yours. He was sucking your breath and you were doing your very best to be intertwined with him. 

He pulled away—his lips swollen from your shared passion.  

Your dainty fingers brushed his bangs from his forehead, traveled towards the corners of his eyes and settled over his lips. 

You studied his features with stars in your eyes. Age looked great on him. The creases at the corner of his eyes added roughness to his charm. Who knew he could still get even more attractive than he was after foregoing immortality.  

“You’re so beautiful…” he said with loving eyes. “Still so beautiful like the first time I saw you.” 

He kissed your lips once more, heading towards your chin then taking a nip at your neck and finally arriving at your chest. His fingers tugged inside your waistband, pulling your pants down.  

“Daddy!” your little girl screamed in excitement.  

Tetsu sighed but he could never say no to his four-year old daughter, nor could he push her away.  

He got on his feet, crouching, and she jumped right into his arms, squealing and giggling at his kisses. 

“Isn’t it your bedtime, little one?”  

“But I- But I miss you ‘ready daddy!” she reasoned out. “Me, mommy, miss you.” 

“Well, daddy has to come home early so me and mommy can give you a little brother-“ 

“Tetsu!” You reprimanded but it was overlaid by your daughter’s cheer. 

“Woah! A li’l brother?” 

Your husband nodded. “Now, do you wanna help mommy and daddy?” 

“Yes! Yes, me wanna help!”  

He leaned in whispering, “Then…let me tuck you in to sleep, okay? Daddy’s gonna read you a bedtime story.” 

“Yay! Bedtime stowee!” her little arms flailed in the air. “Can I pick? Can I pick?” 

“Of course, you can!” he said, carrying his little girl away. Before he left your sight, though, he mouthed, Be right back. 

It had been a few years since then. Who would believe that you would marry a mystical being, let alone an incubus, and would end up having a daughter with him.  

You stood up and followed your father and daughter duo, standing right at the open door.  

“The prince will remain a beast unless someone will truly love him before the last petal of the rose falls,” Tetsurou read with his daughter in his arms, sucking her little thumb in her sleep. 

Noticing you, he cast a glance and smiled. 

Your loving family reminded you of how the reality you had now was only a fantasy in the past.  

However, despite the magic and fairytale, you both still chose the ordinary. The normal and mundane, believing that your love was what makes everyday a fantasy. 

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𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙈𝙄𝘿𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏 • 𝙠𝙪𝙧𝙤𝙤 𝙭 𝙛!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

Caught up in the pleasure of your risqué dreams while resisting the temptation of your sexy and mysterious new client, your life was turned upside down as you struggle between what's real and not.

Determined to devour you in dreams and to hunt you in reality, incubus Kuroo Tetsurou craved not only your body and soul but also your heart.

Through night and day, would you be brave enough to take a bite of your sweet nightmare?

18+ :: This series contains themes, scenes and subjects not suitable for minors.

#𝙏𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙆𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙏

001. DANGER

002. DESIRE

003. DEVOUR

004. DELUSIONS

005. DREAM

005.5 MRS. MIDNIGHT (EPILOGUE)

STATUS: COMPLETED!

#𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀

finally, a sweet and spicy series! like p0rn with an actual plot! not the first one on my list but I wrote this first. this was supposed to be a one-shot fic for halloween but there's a lot of scene description that I wanna write and include, and I felt pressured by a super long post. I hope y'all will enjoy this. there'll be smut in every chapter just a heads up! the entire vibe and aesthetic is inspired by @moonartemisia's song suggestion ♡

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003. 𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙈𝙄𝘿𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏 • DEVOUR

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What if the sexy stranger in your dreams and your seductive client at work is actually a ravishing demon determined to love you whatever it takes? Can you break through the delusions?

incubus!kuroo, f!reader, deep pnetration, l-bombs, size kink, dacryphilia

wasn't able to write my solo drabble for kuroo's birthday but definitely not gonna miss this! I remembered a friend once told me to keep on writing even just for that one person believing in my works, I'd like to thank you for picking up this fic and believing in me. I love you. mwah mwah 💋💋

You gripped the sheets as his big cock relentlessly rammed into you. There...There...so good aaahhh...You moaned totally enjoying the sensation. 

“Is it good? Am I making you feel good?” he asked, putting in so much effort with how he thrust in you.  

“Yes! Yes! It’s so good. You’re so good-” He ate your words, kissing you like your lips were his favorite food. 

 Your pussy throbbed, and you soon found yourself cumming again. 

Opening your eyes, you placed an arm on your forehead. You must be a very horny girl to dream of this non-stop, but you couldn’t deny liking it and not wanting it to stop.  

You sighed.  

You forgot how he looked like again. Somehow, as days passed, you felt even closer and acquainted to him...the man of your dreams. He’s so sweet but very masculine at the same time.  

Your pussy was still throbbing in a good way. You checked in between your legs and found your panties drenched. Don’t tell me...you squirted even in the dream. Your face heated up, embarrassed.  

On your way to the coffeeshop, you suddenly became more conscious, noticing that people, specifically men, were now looking at you differently. It wasn’t like this before. You were what they would call a normie, someone you would just pass by, but now you’ve been receiving odd glances. 

Having a drink in hand, you saw the old lady again. However, she seemed to be busy doing tarot reading with her makeshift table. You were tempted to approach her to ask more questions, but you’d be having a meeting with Kuroo today. 

All this time, you wanted to know if it’s really an incubus in your dreams how come you felt even better ever since? You’re supposed to be losing weight now or all drained out of energy, but you felt the opposite.  

You shook the thought away, finally reaching your office building. 

“Oh, Y/N! There you are...” A senior from the other department greeted. “Lookin’ good, huh? What’s the secret?” 

“Secret?” You looked down on yourself. You fixed yourself just the same and changed nothing.  

“Yeah, you seem to be glowing nowadays. Something’s different.” 

You’re wearing normal corporate attire, the same minimal make-up, nothing special. “I don’t know.... maybe I’m getting better sleep?” 

Well, better was an understatement. Having those lewd dreams was embarrassing but they did make you feel elevated and amazing like a heavy weight was lifted off your shoulders each morning. 

“Of course, sleep! Or...maybe you have someone?” She cooed then her eyes suddenly glanced up behind you. You looked back and saw Kuroo.  

“Morning, Y/N. Let’s go together?” he pressed the elevator button up.  

As usual, he looked so dangerous again. His dark gray pinstriped suit fit him perfectly.  

“Sure, sir. Good morning,” you greeted back. 

“Okay, I’ll leave you two alone,” your senior bade, winking at you before she walked away.  

No way! No way! No way! Your last interaction with Kuroo proved how tricky your situation was. Though you admitted having e a little crush on him, you shouldn’t get carried away. First, it’s unprofessional. Second, he gave off big fuckboy energy. 

The elevator doors opened and there’s only the two of you inside. It closed and you took in a sharp breath, which you held. It was so spacious, but he specifically chose to be so close to you. You gulped; he smelled so good—a little spicy just like his personality. His scent was drowning you and making your head all dizzy.  

“You smell good,” he leaned down and said to you with grainy voice. 

Shivers ran through your spine. You pressed your thighs together. Oh my. 

Your attention shifted to your reflection on the steel make of the elevator where you found Kuroo pinning your gaze. He tilted his head, eyes not leaving you as he breathed you in and you took in a deep inhale at the same time.  

The doors opened and you told him, “I’ll go to the restroom first.” 

You immediately splashed your face with water. Kuroo was painfully making you feel some type of way. He’s unearthing that hidden part of yourself you never thought existed. He was making you feel like a woman. A beautiful, well-desired, most-coveted woman. He’s making all your dreams a reality, but you’re a romance type of girl and not the type he wanted.  

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 

Swaying the glass in his hand, Kuroo stared at the woman from across the room. She was talking to her friends, but that was a while ago. Now, amidst the pulsing lights and the darkness of the bar, she had all her attention shifted to the mysterious man in suit fully captivated by how his gaze pierced through her while his smirk was oddly turning her on.  

She stood up and headed towards his direction as expected. It would be almost a month now since he hadn’t eaten anything else aside from you. He thought that maybe it was just a temporary syndrome as he adjusted to a new town.  

Kuroo raked his gaze from her head to toes. She’s hot, especially with that white dress hugging her body so tight. Normally, with the quality of sex he thought he’d be having with this woman, he knew he’s gonna get his fill. That’s under normal circumstances. 

“What…what’re you drinking?” she asked. 

He simply answered, “Rum and coke.” 

Dammit! He felt his stomach turning doing this.  

“Can I take a sip?”  

And he allowed her, she leaned forward and dipped. Her cleavage a free offering for him to see and lust over. She placed a hand on his thigh… 

Kuroo grimaced. 

Fuck! He knew this would happen. Appalled…he’s appalled. His body was rejecting her hand on his. Last time this happened, he couldn’t get his dick up and ended up in shame. He couldn’t even bring himself to have sex with anyone now. It’s all because of you. 

He knew that going to a bar would be a bad idea. After all, he’s not even there to bait some food but just to have a nice drink yet...his strong aura as an incubus was reeking and attracting women non-stop. 

Since he was new in town a month back and was still gathering observation, he shifted into his cat form everynight to find a home to stay at. He didn’t expect that you would be kind enough to adopt him, that he would grow fond of you and eventually would come to...love you. It sounded cringey, but right now there’s nothing more cringe-worthy than a hand of a woman on him aside from yours. 

They said once an incubus like him falls in love with someone, they could only mate with them and no one else. Kuroo didn’t know that to be true until now when his cock couldn’t stand up in around any other woman’s presence except you. 

Though his hunger could be satisfied by his nightly visits in your dreams, nothing could be having you in flesh.  

He thought that working with you would make things easier, but he was wrong. His feelings for you only got stronger in each passing day he got to spend with you, and it had been hard to control himself from not having an erection in the office when around you. 

“What’s wrong?” The woman asked, still wanting nothing but to have him in between her legs.  

You’re wrong. This is wrong. “I should go.” Kuroo stood up almost running away from the scene.  

“Wait!” He faintly heard in the background as he loosened his tie and dashed away. 

It was a breath of fresh air once he’s out. Taking in the cool wind of the night, he strolled to clear his mind.  

No, he didn’t view just as a livestock he could feed on endlessly, and it wasn’t just sex for him. Who would’ve thought that he’d fall for you while you took care of him as a pet? 

He drew a long sigh, finding himself at your apartment building. Then, finding himself outside your door. Well, true to his other form, he appeared like a stray cat finally finding his way home after days of misadventure.  

What was he even doing here? He berated himself for acting like a creep. Dragging a hand through his face, he accidentally nudged the food you left for him outside your door.  

The pet dish elicited a sound which prompted you to open the door. 

“Miste-” Your eyes widened at the sight of Kuroo welcoming you instead of your beloved cat. “Sir? What’re you...What’re you doing here?” 

I can’t stop thinking about you. “Hey...” Kuroo tried thinking of an excuse, but he couldn’t bring himself to think of any. 

“Are you drunk?” 

He swallowed. “Just a bit.” 

You sighed. “You can’t drive drunk. Do you...” you blushed. “Do you wanna come stay for a while?” 

His face heated up. “Sure.”  

You let him and he smoothly moved around your apartment much to your surprise.  

“Do you wanna have some cof-” You stopped midway, remembering... 

“You don’t have coffee,” he stated, which puzzled you. How did he know? “I mean, tea.” He continued. 

Maybe, the alcohol was messing up with his speech. You opened one of your cupboards only to discover that you placed the tea on the top shelf. You were about to get a chair to step on, but Kuroo was already behind you, reaching for the box of tea. 

“Here,” he said, giving you the item. 

“Oh...” you muttered, bemused at how keen he was.  

You prepared the tea for him while he watched your every move, reminding you of Mr. Midnight’s habit of doing the exact same thing.  

“Here,” you handed him the cup and he took an immediate sip. “So what brings you here?” 

“This one’s the nearest to the bar,” Kuroo placed the cup down. “Don’t worry I didn’t follow you around.” Not as a human. “I learned your address through the records.” 

“I see...so you sifted through my records, but don’t follow me around. That doesn’t sound creepy,” you teased. 

“Hey! I must know your address, okay? That’s just me being responsible since we always have meetings outside. Anything could happen.” 

You chuckled. “Yeah, such as you taking shelter because you can’t drive home drunk.” 

“Exactly,” he affirmed and continued, drinking his tea. 

You took a glance at the watch and noticed that it was past your bedtime. You were trying to keep yourself awake, but sleep was taking over. You were very tired for the day especially that the gala event was in a few days' time from now.  

“Thank you,” Kuroo said as he finished his tea, and he was eventually surprised to see you sleeping in front of him. He smiled and pressed your cheek with his index finger like how he usually did it with his paw back then to check if you’re asleep. 

Geez...He chortled to himself and carried you to bed. He swept away a few strands of hair from your face and couldn’t help but lay down and curl beside you. Nuzzling his nose on top of your head, he embraced you lovingly tight.

You used to hug him when he was a cat, and he missed those days when he could stay asleep beside you so close like this. How he wished he could finally have you settle in his arms? Though he wanted to pay you a visit in dreams, he’d rather bask in this moment instead, hearing your heartbeat, drowning in your scent and enveloped in your warmth. 

Your phone’s alarm rang, which woke you up from your sleep. You sat up in a rush and in disbelief. You didn’t have any dream last night. That’s odd. Even if that’s the case, however, you could feel the familiar touch lingering through your skin. It was as if he held you for real. 

Your eyes widened, recalling that Kuroo stayed over for a bit last night. You looked around but he’s no longer to be seen anywhere. 

You squashed your face in between your hands and decided to stand up.  

“Kuroo?” You called out as you headed to your arriving at your dining area, where you were surprised to discover a cooked omurice. On the surface of it, was a cat doodle made with ketchup and a note that read, Rise and Shine! 

Kuroo...you whispered his name in your head so fondly as your face split into a warm grin. 

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 

His tongue danced with yours with his arms caging you in. He’s so warm, and you felt safe wrapped around his presence.  

“Were you stressed?” he asked, a hand caressing the top of your face while his eyes conveyed so much concern. “You did a great job. You always do.” 

You cupped his face. “’Twas just a long day, but I got you, so it’s fine.” 

He smiled and kissed the tip of your nose, “Yeah, you always got me, love. Always remember that.” He caught your lips again and kissed you tenderly, lovingly and deeply. “I’m always right beside you.” 

Parting your legs, he thrust into you. Your pussy was slowly being stretched out as he took his time so you could fully feel his size. You bit back a moan as his tip finally reached your core. His hips were moving in a sensual tempo that had you wanting more.  

He saw your need and began hitting with force, your tits jiggled everytime he pushed right back in. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, and he dug deeper, bringing your thighs on both sides if your face, messing you up in a mating press.  

“Can you feel me? Can you feel all of me?” He asked under his breath, trying his best to curb his wilder desires and wanting to make you feel loved instead.  

“Oh! Aaaahhh....” You moaned, feeling the length of his cock go in and out of your pussy. “Yes, you’re so big. It’s so long. Feels so good.” 

“When you say it like that-” he said in pain and pounded fast. His fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs as he went all out not able to control his impulses anymore.  

He conquered your lips and you let yourself be consumed with passion. All you could do was shut your eyes and feel the tears of overwhelming pleasure trickle down. Your nails raked on the skin of his back as you felt like flying with the way he was fucking you senseless yet oh-so-loving at the same time. 

“I love you, I love you,” he spewed out in every thrust, and you were drunk in his tender gaze as your insides melted and your body shook. 

Slowly, your eyes opened. You could still remember his hands on you. The feel of his length inside you. You ached for him more and more each day and not only in a sexual way. That man...he always made sure you were well-fed everynight, but you wanted to remember who he was. Was he just your imagination? A person from the future? All of this seemed so bittersweet. You had a man who only existed on your dreams, and he made love with you every night like you’re the only person in his eyes.  

It’s almost a month now...You hugged yourself, feeling a little cold. At first, you thought all this was sexual, but lately you began feeling loved.  

You had many questions...like if it’s really an incubus in your dreams why did you feel even better each day? Why was he so loving to you? Why do you not only feel lust but affection each time he’d hold you close?  

You snapped away from your thoughts. You’re approaching the end of your campaign, and somehow you felt some kind of ending happening too. This meant you’d never see Kuroo again. You looked at him from across the table. This time you would be having an emergency meeting in the lobby of the hotel where the Gala Event for the project would be held next week. 

However, you were quite bothered at the thought of not seeing him anymore. 

“Why are you sad, hmm?” He asked, resting his face on his palm, breaking your thoughts in the middle of work. 

“Oh, I just remembered something-”  

Your eyes widened.  

Out of the blue, he had something soft pressed on your face. It’s...It’s a black cat plushie. He looked from behind the little stuffed toy. What’s that expression he’s giving you? Like he’s trying to be cute, sporting a small pout with cheeks a little puffed. “He'd be sad if you are too, y’know?” 

“W-What’s this, sir?”  

“All yours,” he said, plopping the plushie on the table. “Take good care of him.” 

Oh...You remembered having a discussion with him about Mr. Midnight. It’s...sweet that he remembered—that he knew how much you missed your little rascal. A smile couldn’t help but show on your face.  

“What would you name it?” he asked. 

“Kuro,” you held the plushie. “I’ll name him Kuro.” 

“I’m honored,” Kuroo the person grinned, and the moment felt like it paused for a while. Why...Why were you feeling the beat of your heart in your ears? 

Get a grip! You shouldn’t be feeling this way. Maybe...Maybe he’s just great with women, you said to yourself.  

How can a man like him even like someone like you, right? 

Your inner musings were interrupted by a hotel staff member when she approached both of you, her expression didn’t spell good news. “Excuse me, ma’am, sir. I’m the personnel assigned for banquet sales. Unfortunately, we found your event booked on a different date on our calendar.”  

“What? We already signed an agreement for this with that exact date indicated,” you replied, conviction evident on your tone.  

“Yes, ma’am. We’re very sorry, but there’s been a mistake.” 

“We already sent out the invitations,” you said, a little infuriated. It would be a shame on your part to deliver a mistaken message to the delegates, especially that the event would be next week, and the suppliers were already booked for the date. 

“My apologies, ma’am. We can schedule your event some other dates or refund you in full.” 

You heaved and fetched the contract in your phone, rereading the agreement despite knowing the outcome. It’s a loss case. It’s written there that the establishment reserved the right to refuse, and you knew all of them had that clause, because the agreement will always be in favor of the contracting party. 

“Do you have any other function halls available on our date?” Kuroo stepped in. 

The lady checked her files and informed, “Unfortunately sir, the only available room couldn’t accommodate your number of guests.” 

“How ‘bout that...” He pointed at one of the dining halls. “Will that be available on our date?” 

“I’ll double check, sir. Please wait here for a while,” said the staff member before she went to check. 

“That’s...That’s expensive,” you worriedly informed Kuroo. 

He placed a hand on your shoulder and grinned, “Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it.” 

Your eyes searched his. His tone...The way he made you feel so secure...It’s like de ja vu. Who...Who are you?  The question suddenly came to the top of your mind, however before you could make more sense of it, the personnel arrived. 

“Good news, ma’am and sir. The Wine Room was still not taken. We can reserve it for you at a discounted price as our way to compensate for the mistake we made on your original booking.” 

“That’s good then!” Kuroo turned to you and winked. You smiled at him, unplanned and involuntarily.  

Why did he have to be like this? Why was Kuroo making you feel like he might also feel the same way you’re starting to feel for him? 

You hugged the Kuro plushie close. Suddenly, you felt a bit scared, scared that after all of this was done, you were never going to see him again.  

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002. 𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙈𝙄𝘿𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏 • DESIRE

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What if the stranger in your sleep and secretly your client at work is actually a ravishing demon who would stop at nothing to have you beyond darker dreams? What if desire runs deeper than you know?

incubus!kuroo, f!reader, pwp, oral, squrting, fngering, multiple orgas/m, rough sxx, dacryphilia, overstimulation

I'm super warmed by the the number of people who asked to be tagged in the next chapter. I truly cherish you. You motivated me to write more. I guess turning this into chapters wasn't as bad as I thought it would turn out to be. I hope I won't disappoint you in the chapters to come.

Your thoughts trailed off while you waited for Kuroo as he excused himself to the restroom. Ever since the campaign started, you now worked with him thrice a week. For today, he decided to discuss things over lunch. Even if this was supposed to be a purely business meeting, you couldn’t shake off the thought that this seemed like a date. 

The restaurant was dimly lit with romantic jazz music playing in the background. You were seated in a concave booth that bound you in intimate proximity. And you...you were a little nervous. You didn’t know why you wanted to look pretty around him it’s pathetic. It would be a lie to say that he wasn’t your type, because he completely was. However, you didn’t want to come off as someone who’d want a relationship with him. First of all, it’s unprofessional and second, Kuroo’s most likely the type to love ‘em and leave ‘em.  

Nope. You’re not for this. Not for him. 

Your phone buzzed with a notification about your meeting, making you remember your dear cat as your wallpaper was a selfie of the both of you. 

What the odd lady said to you a few days ago resurfaced in your memory. 

Was it really true that the cute black you took in a month back was the same as the man you’re having sex with in your dreams?  

You always knew that Mr. Midnight was a smart cat. He waited for you outside your apartment every night and went out with you whenever you’d go to the office. Was it grounds to label him as the incubus in your sleep?  

Impossible. He was too adorable and affectionate to be a demon. You lovingly recalled him frequently rubbing himself against you and always available for a good cuddle. He found a special space on your lap and curled up beside you during bedtime.  

How come such a sweet baby like him would be an incubus?  

There’s no way! But there’s also no way that the old lady would know about him. Come to think of it, the dreams emerged when he stopped visiting you. Maybe...Maybe, he already found his owner. It’s better to think of it that way.  

Suddenly, you remembered the antics he did just to get your attention. You missed him. 

“Did something happen?” Kuroo asked, finally returning to his seat. “Why’re you frowning?”  

“Nothing, really,” you said, facing your phone down. 

“Was that your cat?” he asked, having seen your wallpaper. 

“Yes,” you replied, a bittersweet smile swept your face. 

“What’s with him? You don’t look quite happy when I asked.” 

Kuroo was normally like this around you. He’d talk like he’d known you for a long time. Somehow, that put you at ease and made you feel the same way too. “I just haven’t seen him for more than a week now. I’m worried.” 

“Oh, so you missed him.” He grinned and casually crossed his legs. “Maybe he’s just somewhere nearby and you just haven’t found out yet.” 

You took in his confident smile. Why did he always speak like he’s very sure of what he’s saying even if it’s about your cat. 

You sighed. “If that’s the case, I wonder if he’s not hurt or if he’s eating well-” 

“I’m pretty sure he’s well-fed.”  

You pouted a little. “How would you even know?” 

“He’s a smart cat.” Kuroo smirked, placing his chin against his knuckles. “The fact that he chose someone as caring as you say so.” His hazel eyes were fixed on yours, holding your gaze as he lightly and casually rubbed his foot against your leg.  

You felt the pit of your stomach twisting in an irresistible way. You’re completely aware of what’s happening but doing nothing to deflect it, lost both in the moment and in his piercing eyes. The way he was rubbing against your leg reminded you of all the sensations you’d been feeling in your strange dreams. 

“Are you ready with your orders?” The waitress came, shifting your attention to her. She was only facing Kuroo though, and not even acknowledging you. She was batting her eyelashes at him and adjusting her top, so her cleavage was in its perfect view as if she’s doing her best to get his attention, but Kuroo’s gaze never left you.  

“What do you want?” he asked you.  

“Oh, uhm...” you said, gulping down the unexplainable tension in the air. “I guess I’ll be having seafood paella.” 

“Is that all? Order whatever you want,” Kuroo asserted. 

You gave him a small smile. “That’s all for me.” 

“Okay, I’ll get what she’ll get,” he advised the waitress, returning the menu to her without giving her a single glance.  

“Sir, if you want, I can show you our bestseller-” 

“I’m fine,” he answered, finally acknowledging her but you noticed that his gaze was blank and dead.  

The waitress left bringing with her your orders and unexpected disappointment.  

At first, you thought that Kuroo would enjoy every adoration he’d get from any girl that would be smitten by him. The man didn’t only ooze confidence but also a strong magnetic aura it’s so mysterious anyone would definitely be pulled in. Come to think of it, he’s also bold enough to subtly flirt with you. However, today’s the first time you noticed him outright rejecting someone like he wasn’t even pleased with the special treatment he was getting. 

He uncrossed his legs and straightened his back. His blank stare turned into a lighthearted smile as soon as he turned to you. “Okay, so...what’s our agenda for today?” 

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 

“So have we reached our target, ma’am?” He playfully asked while he tortured your pussy with his fingers. This time, you found yourself in a bedroom that gave off a very masculine vibe—gray walls, steel and wooden furniture. You placed a hand over your mouth, keeping yourself from eliciting any sound. “Looks like not yet.” 

You closed your eyes firmly as you felt him dig in knuckles deep. “Why don’t you give it to me?” He moved his digits even faster that made you raise your hips, hands fisting the sheets. “Give it to me. Let it out.” He uttered in between his teeth.  

Your legs trembled and you couldn’t help but let go of the moan that you kept resisting from escaping. “Aaah~ Gosh, amazing...so good-” you whimpered. Your hips were shaking as he pumped ferociously, feeling the pleasure almost reaching the peak but not yet fully there. It’s close...so close! 

He dove right in to add his tongue, flicking your clit, while he hooked his fingers inside, hitting that sweet spot so delectably that had you thrashing against him. “W-Wai- S-Sto- Too good! This is- Haaah...” Your face scrunched while you convulsed. You were lost in bliss as your cries filled the room with tears forming in your eyes from the overwhelming sensation. Your hand took on the strands of his hair, and he stopped as soon as you squirted your love juices. 

Catching your breath, the last thing you saw before your eyelids give up was the sight of him in between your legs, smirking as he licked the taste of you from his lips. 

You opened your eyes. Even when you’re finally awake, that good feeling still remained. This kind of dream kept on recurring, and it felt very normal by now. Still, everytime you woke up you kept on forgetting how the man in your dreams exactly looked like. It’s always stuck at the back of your head. All you knew was the fluffy feeling of his hair in your hand and the tenderness of his touch. 

You sighed and got ready for work. Heading to your office, you noticed that the odd lady was not around for today. Maybe you were just thinking about this too much and decided to move forward, focusing more on your work. 

Today, you and Kuroo would be having a meeting with the Procurement Head, though he had little say on this campaign, there were rumors in the office that he could be a little unbearable to work with.  

Kuroo arrived with a cup of coffee in hand, he again chose to sit from across you. You wondered if he's gonna rub your leg again, but this time around, he kept his body parts to himself. Very good. You said to yourself. 

The Procurement Head took time to review the campaign and he looked quite pleased, since he was studying it carefully, your attention was brought to Kuroo who was sipping his cup of coffee. Unconsciously, you bit your lip as his lips touched the cap of the paper cup. A few drops stained the corner of his mouth and his tongue slid to lick it off.  

Your gaze slid to his entire expression, straight to his eyes. Noticing you, he stared right back, smirking. The image of Kuroo in between your legs with a piercing look in his eyes, smirking as he licked his lips suddenly popped out of nowhere. 

You took a sharp breath. Oh, fucking no. 

Did you just picture-slash-fantasize him as the man in your lewd dreams? No damn hell! You laced your fingers together. You’re in the middle of a meeting. You shouldn’t be thinking of these things.  

“I reviewed everything, and you did well, Ms. Y/N. You must’ve worked hard for this,” The Procurement Head said. “That’s why I’m gonna suggest to your direct to give you a rest and let Ms. Yuri do the rest.” 

“What?” You said, shocked at his interference. We all know that whoever staged the campaign would be the one to add this to their portfolio. You were so ready to rebut, but you saw Yuri giving the Procurement Head a flirtatious glance. Tch! 

“I don’t need a rest, sir. I think I’ll be happier to see the end of this project. After all, I’m the one who planned everything and no one knows it more than I do,” you explained, but you sure were getting on your last straw now. He’s getting on your nerves, but you had no choice but to repress the anger and let it weigh heavy.

He was about to about to throw in something stupid, but Kuroo came in strong. His expression said that he’s not someone you’d like to mess with. “Plus, I only accepted this project because Y/N presented and thought of it well. I might consider withdrawing from the deal if it won’t be Y/N I’ll be working with.” 

You gulped and felt your heartbeat staggering. There’s something about Kuroo right now that hit different. He looked so serious, and he meant business—a stark contrast to the usual demeanor he usually gave you. Perhaps, you were delusional, but he came off protective, dependable someone...man enough to stand by you. 

The Procurement Head sighed, “Looks like that’s it...” His words drowned in the background as you got lost in your thoughts. He went out with Yuri, and you didn’t even notice them bade farewell before they left.  

Kuroo stood from his seat and extended a hand to you. You turned to him and cluelessly took his hand.  

“We got this,” he beamed with a genuine smile. “Together, we got this.” Contrary to the first time you shook hands, his firm hold on your hand felt comfortable this time. You felt safe.   

He chuckled and you let out a little smile.  

At this moment, you thought that maybe it wasn’t wrong to admit that you might be crushing on him a little. Just...a little. 

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 

Your face was squished lovingly in between his hands as his tongue massaged yours. His kisses were a mixture of playful and passionate that you’re sighing and wanting more of it. Your hands were on his shoulders as you were seated on his lap. His hands now traveled at your side, caressing your plush waist while he roamed his mouth on the flesh of your jaw...neck and shoulder. 

You ground against him. His hard-on satisfying the ache in between your legs. Taking note of your need, he laid on his back.  

“Go ahead...use me,” he said, the look in his eyes was both inviting and understanding at the same time, and that’s all you needed to start moving. 

You rubbed your naked cunt against his hot erection, your arousal making it easy to slide across his length. Your hips danced in a sexy way that made it hard for him to resist not taking the reins, but no. He’s giving it all to you this night. 

He was letting out heavy huffs and he looked awfully pained that you wanted to relieve him too. You took his cock in your hand and aligned it along your slick puffy lips. Slowly, you inched down on him, and you shook a bit, having a small orgasm at the feeling of him blazing rock hard inside you. 

He held you by the waist and you began twisting your hips round and round against his cock. You wanted more. You needed more. But could you really do more? 

“It’s a rough day, I know...” he said, placing his hands on your hips. “But you can go rougher on me.” 

You gulped, looking down on him and drinking in his blushing, desperate yet loving expression. He looked so fuckable that something inside you snapped. You bended your knees so you’re in a squatting position. With your hands pressed hard against his chest, you’re pulling up from his cock and slamming your pussy back deep. 

“Yes, yes, that’s it! Take it all out on me,” he encouraged under his breath, and you rode him wild, completely surrendering the frustration. “I’ll take it all...Haah...Take it all out on me...” 

Today wasn’t a good day. You were angry at the Procurement Head in the office, and you wanted to scream so bad.

You wanted to let it out so bad.

Now, you were fucking the man of your dreams so bad. So damn bad your ass slapped his thigh heavily while your hands on his chest were leaving a pretty pink mark against his skin. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Your hips moved in a frenzy, bouncing your body against him like a dribbling ball. Feels so good. He's so good. So amazing...like you're pouring it all out, shedding the burden off your chest away. Feels great. It's like you're glowing.

You looked so beautiful unhinged, uninhibited above him as you set yourself free, letting it all loose. You're so pretty looking so disheveled with your incredible tits bouncing as you take his cock. How he wanted to just stay here forever soaked up in your pussy, knowing it's him who got you crazy, dirty and messed up like this.

He wanted this forever. You forever. Endlessly, insanely, he...

He laced your fingers together and you squeezed on his hands tight at the very moment your cunt clenched around his cock. “Oh! Aaahhh...” you sighed, giving him the sight of your beautiful blushing ‘O’ face as your head tilted back, pleasure rushing all over your body. 

Sitting up, he caged you in his arms and thrust into you thoroughly. He muffled your noises with sweet kisses and with two...three pumps he's got you in another cathartic release.

You both panted as you had your arms wrapped around each other. You could hear his heartbeat against your ear. It’s so peaceful you wanted to stay like this. He pulled away a little and stamped kisses on your temple...your closed eyelid and at the corner of your lips. Slowly, you opened your eyes to meet his gaze. He’s smiling so affectionately at you as he caressed the top of your head. You felt something warm building in your stomach.

Pressing his forehead against yours,

Endlessly, insanely,

he whispered... 

“I love you.” 

Tracing those words in his head, Kuroo opened his eyes. In the darkness of his room, he turned his attention to the small red collar with a hanging golden bell he was holding. He pressed it against his lips as he tightly shut his eyes.  

What happened at the meeting earlier with the damned Procurement Head was a close call for him. He almost lost you. He showed up a brave face, but he felt a little scared. That’s the moment he knew that this was more than what he thought it was.  

All this time, he played and tested around the idea of him falling in love with you. Love? What a big joke. He thought it would be gone, but it only got stronger everytime. Ha! Who would think that the joke’s on him the entire time? Now, he not only wanted to spend every night with you...he wanted a lifetime’s worth, not in dreams but in flesh. 

But would you stay? Would you stay if he bared himself and showed you who he really was past an adorable mask, a handsome front and a blissful dream? Would you stay with him horns and all? 

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001. 𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙈𝙄𝘿𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏 • DANGER

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Incubus Kuroo Tetsurou, the sexy stranger in your dreams and secretly your seductive client at work, craved the taste of not only your body and soul but also your heart.

incubus!kuroo, f!reader, oral, squirting, deep penetration, f*ngering, mutual masturbatn, slight nppleplaay, squ*rting

for everyone who wants some sensual seduction because kuroo! cmon are you kidding me? if that man ain't sexy enough to make you drop your undies in under a minute idk anymore! anwys, happy kuroo month!

“Aaahhh...aaah...” You moaned non-stop as skillful tongue circled your clit. Your hips won’t stop moving until you start clenching.  

”Mhmm...you taste so good,” he said.  

You bit your lip and arched your back. Amazing...Rough hands caressed your smooth thighs and squeezed on your flesh tight as you came. “Mhmmm...” 

Your eyes popped open, heaving as you woke up. There was no one in your room—not a man in between your legs, but you still feel the pleasure in your core like it was real and not just a dream. 

You blushed. You couldn’t remember the face of the man in your dreams, but it was as if he was your lover, someone you’re very comfortable to be doing those stuff with.  

It had been going on for days now and you still didn’t know why. You weren’t watching any X-rated films nor were you indulging in anything sexual, but you kept waking up coming from your dreams.  

You sighed, shrugging the thought off as you needed to prepare for today, dressing in one of your professional-looking corporate attire. As a routine, you always stopped by your regular coffee shop to buy some morning drink. This time you got some iced matcha latte on the way. 

A smile spread across your face as you sifted the scene of the drink, when an unusual woman spoke to before you cross the street, “An incubus has his eyes on you.” 

You stared at her for a while, trying to grasp what she just told you, until the pedestrian signal went green, and you decided to cross the street.  

Incubus? You pondered. You only heard of them in movies and during your literature class. Heck, vampires were even more famous, but incubus? Was it really true?  

“Good morning, Y/N!” A colleague greeted as headed towards your office. “I saw you at the pet store the other time. I didn’t know you’re pet parent too!” 

Your face slightly fell, remembering the stray cat you took care of for almost a month until he stopped visiting you a few days ago. “He’s still not returning home.” 

“I-I’m sorry!” She gave you a sympathetic smile, and then tried to cheer you up, “Hey! Maybe he went back to his original owner?” 

You smiled as the image of your sweet and adorable cat popped into your head, “I hope so. I hope he’s safe and eating well.” 

Reaching your desk, you exchanged pleasantries, and your thoughts were replaced by your upcoming meeting. You fixed your files and headed to the conference room for your scheduled briefing. This one’s a big shot client, something that would advance you in your career.  

Taking a deep breath, you opened the mahogany door and were greeted by your teammate. “Oh, Y/N! Just in time. The client just arrived too. This is Mr. Kuroo Tetsurou, the Project Head.”  

Your world and heart stopped for a beat.  

This man...His aura...seemed familiar. 

Your chest tightened at his presence. The whole room felt like it compressed just the two of you in it.  

He got on his feet. He’s tall, towering over you. He donned gray coat and slacks with a midnight black dress shirt underneath that completely matched his wildly tousled hair. A smirk crawled his face as his glance on you lingered. This man was devilishly handsome. You’re torn between falling in his arms and hiding away from him. 

“Kuroo is fine,” he extended a hand. 

You met him with yours, “Y/N, sir.” Damn, your hand was cold and was most likely sweaty. Embarassing... 

Kuroo grinned and teased, “Are you nervous?” 

Your face heated up. Smug bastard! You fought the anxiety away. There’s no way you’d lose your professionalism over a megalomaniac hot guy. You straightened your back and looked at him straight in the eyes. “It’s just a little cold here. Now, shall we get started?” 

You didn’t miss how comfortably he sat on his chair like he wanted to be entertained. It was as if you’re not going to present a PR campaign, rather a strip tease. 

You popped your knuckles, easing the tension you were feeling. You successfully delivered and defended a lot of presentations, but this one was giving you a weird kind pressure like It was just your first time. 

Collecting your thoughts, you led the presentation and explained to him the overall campaign timeline, the communication channels you’d be using and the rationale for each.  

“Tapping into community seeding is also cost-efficient and can drive us to our 20% increase in social media engagement target by the end of the campaign,” you presented without failing to notice his half-lidded gaze on you as he slowly ran his index finger against his bottom-lip.  

Oh my...It’s distracting. Your brows furrowed in concentration, and you noticed him subtly chuckled. You balled your hand into a fist and tried to keep your composure. “That’s our last platform, and the end of my presentation. Do you have any comments or suggestions?” 

“None, I’m all good,” he said, grinning.

Of course, none. You didn’t listen. You forced a smile. “Then we’re good,” you said.  

He put on a lopsided grin with eyes fixed on you, “Yes, we are.” 

You felt your insides clenched. What was that? 

You didn’t know how to put it, but it was as if he’s sending sexual energy your way. You could feel it thick and heavy. This man was not here for business. He’s here to score you, and he's making your blood boil in complicated ways. 

There’s no way! No way you’d let this man get into your head. 

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

You opened your apartment door and peeked outside. Nothing. There’s nothing. You closed it again and glanced at the clock. It’s 10pm. You slumped your shoulders and glumly looked at the cat bed you just bought.  

By this time around, the little rascal would be rubbing his way against your leg to push you to sleep. Sometimes, when you’re still busy watching random things or anime, he’d step on the laptop just to get your attention. You missed him a lot. You really do. 

Sighing, you turned off the lights and plopped down on your bed. You grabbed your phone and remembered what the odd woman told you this early morning.  

Incubus...Curious, you looked up for it. Your eyes widened. An incubus is a sex demon who feeds on the lifeforce of the women he mates with. He feeds on them by being taken against her will in her dreams. A woman being fed on by an incubus will immediately feel depleted and drawn out. It will only take a few days before she can last, and she will immediately perish.   

You wrapped yourself with your blanket, scared at the thought that an incubus was feeding on you every night when you sleep. You reread everything again and wondered. You never felt depleted nor weakened at all. If any, you felt so amazing and great whenever you’d wake up from that kind of dream. Embarrassing, but you felt a lot of tension in your body melt because of those dreams. 

Staring at the ceiling, you lowkey fought not to close your eyes, but you were sleepy... 

You rest your head back. He placed his chin atop your shoulder. You found yourself surrounded by the gray and brown walls of tje conference roon and seated atop the table.  

“You’re very pretty back there,” he sweetly whispered while his hand roamed over your breast, opening the first top buttons of your blouse before sliding to tease your nipple in between his fingers. You heaved, chest rising against searing touch. You felt heat buzzing in your crotch. His lips captured yours and other hand traveled under your panties. “You want me?”  

You nodded your head and you felt him smile against your skin. “You don’t seem like it a while ago.” He licked the skin from across your neck to your jaw. “Were you mad at me?” 

“N-No...” your voice shook. You panted, feeling your pussy throbbed even further. “Pleaase...” You begged.  

He walked in front of you, unbuttoned the first half of his dress shirt and rolled up his sleeves. “What is it? Tell me...” 

“You...I want you.” You spread your legs wide for him.  

He smirked and ran his tongue in between his lips as he pulled your underwear down. “Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you too.” He inserted his middle and index fingers in. “Oooh...you’re oozing for me, pretty girl. I never thought you want me this bad.” 

Your head swung back, and hips raised automatically as he fiercely fingered you getting hyped up at the sound of your squelching pussy. He hooked his fingers and your eyes widened. 

“Aaaahhh...Oh my! So- aaahhh...” You bit your lips down and held his wrist, convulsing around him as you squirted a plenty. He removed his fingers in the middle your orgasm.  

Unbuckling his belt, he set his cock free, and your pussy ached, craving for more. You dipped your fingers inside you trying to get off so desperately. He got even harder at the sight of you helplessly pleasing yourself in front of him. He stroked his cock in the same manner.  

“This...This won’t do,” you cried. “Please, I want you.” 

He grunted and aligned his hardened member along your entrance. Slowly easing forward, he winced but eventually smirked with how easy it was to slide inside your sopping cunt. “Well, looks like you’re hungry for my cock. Your pussy’s eating me up so well.” 

In a heartbeat, he thoroughly thrusted into you, hips rolling in a haste while he leaned close to reach you deep. You held onto his bulging bicep, nails digging on his skin. Ohhh...ohhh...you didn’t care anymore! Whether he’s an incubus or a projection of your frustration, you couldn’t find yourself stopping. Your legs wrapped snug around his legs, making it easier to dunk his cock against your womb.  

He claimed your mouth for an open-mouthed kiss, which had your head spinning. His tongue, his taste, his scent was intoxicating...Delicious... 

“Name...” he hissed. “Say my name...say my name.. say my name...” 

“Haaah haaah...” you panted, back arched as your head fell back. It was as if you were levitating in pleasure.  

“Say-” he demanded as he drove his dick hard and deep. 

You gasped, mouth opened wide, feeling it building up and up, “K-K...” 

Your eyes flickered open, shaking as you came so strong you gripped your sheets. Deep breaths, you were lost in your deep breaths. It was so good it’s so hard to recover. You ran your hand over your belly, and you shivered.  

Name...You almost cried out his name, but nothing about him remained in your memory upon waking upon. All you could remember was his kiss, his touch and the comfort of being around him all exposed.  

Finally regaining strength, you sat up and discovered your pool of arousal drenched your bed. You’re embarrassed, but it’s even more embarrassing to admit that you enjoyed every bit of it.  

You stood up and went to the bathroom to splash water on your face, still confused on why you were continuously having these dreams. You cupped your face, looking at the mirror. You didn’t change your skincare regime, nor did you shift into a new diet, but you looked different. Better. Was this the afterglow?  

Whatever it was, you prepared for work. You couldn’t be late, especially when your new client challenged every bit of your professionalism. Kuroo Tetsurou...just the thought of his name was enough to make you feel some type of way. 

“Have you figured it out, young lady?” The odd woman asked as you just finished buying your coffee. You just gave her a quizzical look in return, quite cautious of the said stranger. “Have you taken custody or care of a stray animal lately? If so, that could be how he found you. It could be its other form.” 

You pondered on what she said before crossing the street. Stray animal? The past few days...The image of your cute black cat came across you. Mr. Midnight...No, it couldn’t be him. Impossible. 

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005. 𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙈𝙄𝘿𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏 • DREAMS

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What if the sexy stranger in your dreams and your seductive client at work is actually a ravishing demon determined to love you whatever it takes? Can you break through the delusions before it's too late?

incubus!kuroo, f!reader, creampie, deep pnetration, l-bombs, overstimulation, rough sex, pussyeating, fngering, slightedging, masturbation

here it comes! who would've thought. it took me almost a yr 🤧 this fic bears a lot of memories. I love Kuroo and how thos story unfolds. I hope y'all too. I have smth special in store foe my dear readers too! tha k you for your support and for keeping until the end if this story. 🫶❤️

You were lying in your bed staring at the red collar you gave Mr. Midnight, your cat. Your thumb traced the details of it—the golden bell, the fine leather and every memory of him approaching you before you sleep, welcoming you from work and nuzzling against you when the nights felt too cold.

The old lady said that this item you gave Mr. Midnight was Kuroo’s gateway to your dreams and now that he had returned it, he could never go back anymore.

Her words rang all over your head repetitively.

When an incubus falls in love, his entire being will be tied with his person. He will repel other women and will live, starving, craving for the one he truly and only desires.

If that’s so, then why were you the one feeling this way? Why did it feel like you’re the one who lost a huge part of you now that he’s gone?

His cheeky smile appeared before your sight and his laughter echoed in your ear, making you shiver. How you’d wish it was all true, but they were all recollections of the past you used to have.

You closed your eyes, letting the moment of the night you last saw each other play in your head again. His beguiling smile, captivating scent and warm presence—the firmness of his hold on your hand, tenderness in the way he gazed at you and the honesty in his laughter.

On rewind, you recalled the moment you saw the truth in his eyes. His despair when he begged and your fault when you decided to run away. Tears slid down from your eyes. You went back to the party, threw yourself on him in a big hug and took him away from the crowd. It’s the fantasy of what you could’ve done.

Even if your heart broke each time, you’d still choose to relive your memories again and again, because these memories were what was left of him—these memories were the only proof that, for once, your heart knew how to love and what love was.

Days passed by monotonously. You tried to come back to yourself, picking up the pieces while soothing yourself with thought of him whenever you feel alone.

You strolled by your usual spot, the place where you found Mr. Midnight. Orange and yellow hues cast a beautiful highlight at the little nook.

Kuroo sets you free because he knew he hurt you by not telling you the truth early on and that you might’ve thought that he was only using you as someone to feed on.

The freedom Kuroo gave you was the greatest proof that he loves you.

You’re understanding it clearly now.

Unbuckling the red collar around your wrist, you took a last glance at it. A smile finally surfaced your features as you leave the collar at the spot.

Above it all, your heart was clear, you love Kuroo in all his forms.

And even if the collar was your last remembrance of him, you would sacrifice it as your last and most desperate effort to let him know that even with the freedom he gave you, you’d still choose him.

Walking away, you swallowed the tears in thickly, but they still fell and you’re quick to wipe them away.

Now, it’s all up to fate.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

You woke up each day on autopilot. Go to work, get your job done, eat dinner and fall asleep, but there was no night when you didn’t pretend that Kuroo’s right beside you, holding you tight in your sleep as you hoped you’d see him even just in your dreams again.

“Y/N! We’re having a dinner aren’t you going with us?” your officemate asked, which you replied with a polite dismissive bow.

“I’ll just hop in next time, promise.”  You smiled and they went their way, bidding you good bye.

Sighing, you tightened your hold on your bag as you made your way home, relishing your surroundings. The sunset looked pretty again, you noticed. For whatever reason, you paused from walking this time around, took your phone from your bag and snapped a picture of it.

The dusk blazed in pretty purple and pink—a beautiful ending to another day.

You were admiring your photo when someone bumped hard into you. You looked up at his tall stature...

“S-Sorry!” you said.

The man threw daggers at you and kept walking away.

Asshole. You thought.

Sighing, you slipped your phone back into your bag. However, you completely missed, and the gadget accidentally fell on the ground.

You stooped down to pick it up, but someone beat you to it.

“Oh, thank you murmured.”

Returning the phone in your hand...

His hair was still tousled in disarray, but his eyes showed signs of exhaustion somehow. Regardless, he still looked as attractive as you remembered him. It didn't matter at all! You just can’t believe he’s right in front of you now.

“Kuroo?” you murmured in disbelief, blinking twice.

Your heart was happy and though all you wanted was to engulf him in an embrace you were too overwhelmed to move a bit. Your head was still making sure you’re not dreaming, but even if this was just a dream, you’d still take it.

“Tetsurou,” he said with conviction, extending his hand. “It’s Tetsurou. Allow me to introduce myself properly this time.”

A teary smile formed on your face as you took his invitation. “Tetsurou.”

“Yeah…” He grinned a grin of relief. “Part-time mystical being and corporate officer. Full-time, thinking of you and how you’ve been all this time, it’s keeping me up late at night. I’m losing sleep.”

You chuckled at his usual sense of humor. “I can’t stop thinking about you too.”

Tetsurou stepped closer to you, his hand cupping your cheek. “You look tired. Have you been eating right and resting well? Would you wanna eat somewhere? What’s your favorite food? Is it still salmondon? Wait- Am I...Am I goin’ too fast?”

You shook your head. “Dinner sounds good,” you replied with a prim smile and he returned it with a grin.

You walked side by side. Your hands grazed against each other, both hesitating to hold, until he linked his pinky with yours and your fingers began lacing, entangled together.

Reaching your destination, the scent of scrumptious food simmered in the air while the warm light welcomed the both of you at the nearby restaurant. You were both seated by the window with the view of the Tokyo streets.

“Look at those bags. You haven’t stopped sleeping late at night,” he said, resting his chin on his hand.

“W-Well...about what happened. I’m-”

He took hold of your hand from across the table. “Let’s make things right… this time around.”

Despite all the hurt of the past weeks, his words and smile were reassuring enough, that after what happened, you can begin again and stop living in regrets. You now have the chance to do things differently and you’d make the most of it.

The waiter arrived with your order and Tetsurou lovingly shared a part of his meal with you.

“We eat like normal humans do and our stomach gets filled because of it, but the other method replenishes our energy,” he poured you a glass of water. “It’s what makes immortal and gives us supernatural abilities.

You gaped in wonder. “Just how many years have you lived already?”

“Honestly, can’t count.” He took a bite of his food.

“Oh,” you pressed the chopsticks over your lips. “In books...the women who gets preyed by the-”

“You’re not one of them,” he abruptly cut to make things clear with you.

Your eyes blinked fast in puzzlement. “What…do you mean?”

Shade of red spread across his face, which he gulped down and finally faced you with a serious expression. “Because I love you,” he said then his lips stretched into a serene smile. “Union with the female we love is an exchange of energy and I’m sharing a part of myself, my being with you each time I visit you even if it’s just in your dreams.” Taking a pinch of his food, he popped it into his mouth as he continued, “With other women, it’s just us taking away their energy for sustenance nothing else.”

“Then...” you tiptoed, asking. “How do you know that it’s finally the woman you love?”

“We simply find others repulsive. With you, I can’t even let any other woman touch me. My stomach feels like turning upside down.”

You blushed and took a gulp of your water. “Is it true that you mark…your… your…?”

Tetsurou quirked a brow up. “Yeah, it is. Where are you learning this?”

“On the internet and in shows...”

He flashed a mischievous smirk, “Just what kind of shows are you watching, huh?”

Your face turned beet red. “H-Hey! W-What're you-”

Laughing, he held a hand over his stomach. “You’re so easy to read!”

“I-I’m just curious! I just wanna know you more,” you reasoned out. “There’s a lot of things out ther. I don’t know which one’s real.”

“Go on, just ask me,” he encouraged. His foot was rubbing against your keg so casually. There was no hint of seduction in his features just pure out of habit, however the simple action alone was making  you want to scoot over close to him.

“Have you...ever had a mate, Tetsu?”

He swung his glass of water back and forth. “Nope.”

“Oh...” you mouthed, careful with what you’re going to say next. “So it’s always a different girl?”

“Y-Yeah…” He dry gulped, looking away.

You just got a taste of your food, still figuring out how to process everything.

Taking a deep breath, Tetsurou looked at you straight in the eyes. “You know, I never believed in the love union shit until I met you.”

“So does that mean that whomever you love becomes your...”

“Not really,” he said. His eyes conveyed a different coldness like he didn’t want to answer the question. “It’s a contract, Y/N. When we mark someone it’s gonna be a contract and every contract has its terms and conditions.”

“Terms and conditions?”

He just smiled in confirmation, not giving anything anymore. It’s like he was dodging the question.

“Bill out?” he asked and you nodded in agreement.

You walked out of the restaurant with hands in each other’s. It was complete silence as people passed you by. The nighttime now highlighted the city lights. The moon shone in full. It’s beautiful in white, mesmerizing and bright, illuminating the beauty of the dark night.

Tetsurou pulled your linked hands up, showing to you that he’s wearing the red collar as a bracelet instead.

“Oh!” you smiled. “So you found that out, huh?”

“Yeah, I saw you left it the other day.”

You quirked up a brow. “So you were stalking me?”

Flustered, he stumbled over his words. “Wai- It’s uh...”

You giggled and he rubbed the back of his neck.

“Well, an old lady right here said that the collar is the link between me and you in dreams.”

“Well, yeah, it is. Any item that you have given me.” Tetsurou quirked a brow up. “From an old lady, huh?” he questioned until an answer seemed to form in his head.

You nodded.

He squeezed your hand. “Recently, there’s a story that someone like me fell in love with a mortal but she doesn’t love him back.” You looked up to him as he continued, “Instead, a different woman loved him truly but his affections already belonged to someone else. They said that the lady is still around looking after him even after so many years have passed.”

Come to think of it. You were almost like that too several days ago.

You reached the elevator to your apartment and you tightened your hold on his hand, letting him know that you still didn’t want him to go.

The doors opened and you both stepped in. Tetsurou swallowed thickly as the desire of pulling you then pinning you against the wall was coming in too strong. He wanted to take it slow and show you that he’s being true, but he mussed you a lot and he couldn’t another day without you in his arms.

The doors opened and you stepped out. Having reached your unit, you turned to face him.

“Good night,” you said but your voice gave out so much longing.

“Good night,” he said  with a lot of resistance.

Both of your breathings matched. You gulped and got on your tippy toes to give him a kiss on the cheek. He tilted his head just and his lips were touching your jaw. He flattened his palm on the door of your home, your body pressed against the surface. Your gazes locked intensely.

“1117,” you murmured with anticipation.

Tetsurou clenched his jaw to mask his smirk as he keyed in your door’s passkey.

The singsong chime cut through the thick tension and the moment he pushed the door behind you, all of your inhibitions were thrown away.

He grabbed your face and hungrily his mouth devoured yours – no, you both devoured each other - lips crashing, tongues all tied and saliva spilling down your chins. You were both getting a taste of that sensation you missed for a long time. Finally, it’s just so fucking good to have each other in the flesh.

Your shoes scattered all over the floor with the both of you trying to get a grip on your composure. The heavy passion that reverberated through the two of you was too strong and you were swept away. Tetsu’s hands were all over you while you had one of yours cupping his jaw and the others all tangled up around the strands of his hair.

He slipped a hand under your leg, carrying you in bridal style. You were too lost in his mouth on yours that all you could feel was the fire coursing all over your body and the need, want, hunger to give all of yourself to him and take all of him in.

Your body hit the bed and Tetsu hovered over you. His mouth made its way to your neck, hands grabbed a handful of your tits with the other slipped under your skirt.

You dipped your head back, feeling his deft fingers massage the lips of your pussy. Your mind spiraled in pleasure. You never felt it this good. This was far more amazing than in a dream – the stimulation on your now bare breast and the pressure of him rubbing your clit oh so insanely then he added two fingers in. “Mhmn-” you clenched your teeth. He was pumping in and out like crazy. You raised your hips up, feeling the pleasure building in uncontrollable ways that all you could do was moan and whimper. “Aaaah hah...” Shit. It’s there. Fuck- “Ahh!”

Your juices sprayed all over his hand as your body shook wildly. It was dizzying...satisfyingly dizzying. Your head felt light as you laid down there. Tetsu freed you from your skirt, dragging along with it your panties. His palm roamed your leg, running towards your thigh and you shivered still sensitive from your orgasm. He parted your legs open and looked up at you. With a half-lidded gaze directed at you, he swept his tongue in between his lips.

“You look so delicious,” he said right before digging in. His tongue swiped in between your pussy lips, hitting your clit with light flick. He heard you take in a sharp inhale and felt you tremble a little. A smile etched across his lips. That encouraged him even more. He opened your lips further apart as his tongue explored your folds detail by detail in a quickened pace. “Mhmm...y’taste s’good,” he murmured equally getting drunk in your scent and in your taste. He couldn’t get enough of you and he felt his erection so painfully against his pants. You’re so fucking wet he was practically slurping your juices like an addicting alcohol.

Tetsurou knelt, pushing your thighs down close to your sides. His grip on your flesh would definitely leave a mark. He’s so damn engrossed in eating you out that the room was filled with just the sound of his mouth and tongue on your pussy. It was so dirty and sexy at the same time, that it pushed you towards the edge even faster. Again! Again! You’re getting there- You are!

But he pulled back.

You groaned in frustration, and he chuckled a little. His eyes locked yours down as he pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his perfectly carved abs. You began heaving and oozing even more when he unbuckled his belt and free his hardened cock. Your eyes widened with how huge he was. You could feel your pussy felt desperate.

Teasingly, he was fisting his length. His jaw clenched, veins popping up and he was breathing through gritted teeth. His face was red in restraint. You look so fucking inviting with those lust-filled eyes while you ran your tongue over your lips.

“You want me? You want this cock...” he rubbed the tip over your clit, “...inside you?”

You nodded, rolling your hips to increase the pressure.

He pumped harder and you panted watching Tetsurou with his dick in his hand. His mouth hung open and head swayed back. His low grunts and moans were making you helpless in arousal. You want him. All of him.

“I’m close...I’m close...I’m close...” He repetitively breathed out. Jerking his hips forward he plunged right inside you in a deep forceful shove.

“Tetsu!”

“Y/N!”

His cock was deep inside your core, spilling his warm cum inside and you writhe in orgasm. Your body couldn’t stop shaking yet he was relentless. He began thrusting into you. Now his cum and your juices mixed as a lube for him to fuck your harder and all you could do was dig your fingernails against the skin of his back.

It was crazy. It felt you were coming over and over again. Your head was spiraling in the overwhelming pleasure and the endless desire to feel him more! More! More! Your hips started to match the rhythm of his pelvis. It was rough. He was rough. You were rough. Your skins slapped so hard against each other while you felt your juices spattering with each thrust.

“Ohh- Aaah!” you let out, coming again but he’s still damn hard. He flipped you so your back was against his chest. He swiftly tore your blouse off your body-buttons flying everywhere. His had a handful of your breast as he fucked you slowly from behind. His length was grazing along your slick pussy so torturously.

Unclasping your bra, he watched as your tits jiggle with every movement. He groaned. “You’re so fuckin’ sexy y’know that?” With clenched jaw, he cursed, “So fuckin- sexy!”

He took your elbow while his other hand gripped your waist. Your mouth and eyes popped open as he slammed deep and hard.

“Too much! Tis...too much!” You uttered, going out of your mind.

“Tell me to stop! Go on. Tell me to stop!” Tetsu grunted in almost a yell as if he was daring you and pleading you at the same time.

“No! Don’t! Stop!” Your words came out raggedly along with his hurried and wild movements. “Don’t stop!”

“I will never-” he groaned almost beastly. “Not- when you’re so fucking ready like this!”

You firmly closed your eyes allowing him to fully take control of your body. Your voices echoed around the room with shameful moans and whimpers. There’s something so obscene titillating about how your bodies merge in pleasure.

“Ahh aahh- Tetsu!” You screamed as you came again. Your body weakly gave up on the bed and he watched your used up body as he catches up with his breathing.

He let the beast in him take over again. This night was supposed to be to show how pure and unconditional his feelings were for you. Yet looking at you, with his cum spilling in between the lips of your pussy and handprints all over your body, there’s nothing so pure in what’s happening.

You’re so needy, so fucking filthy and it made him hotter…harder.

Your eyes slightly opened, and they went straight to his still erected cock. You gulped. He saw.

You extended your arms, inviting him in. “Tetsu,” you pleaded and he didn’t think twice. He hovered you, lips quick to find home with yours entangled in a sweet and passionate kiss. Your arms were all around each other. Oh, how you both wished this would moment to never end—just the two of you intertwined and nothing else matters.

Skin to skin, his hand was tenderly massaging your soft breast, while his length rubbed against your slick pussy. Your hips began rocking, seeking for more stimulation and you felt him so hot and ready for another round. Oh, it would feel inside you now. You whimpered in despair and Tetsu chuckled.

“Mhm…so impatient,” he teased.

“Such a meanie.” And your hand travelled to cup one of his ass cheek.

He groaned and grin. “So demanding,” he planted a kiss on your forehead before putting the tip in. He gasped, excitedly anticipating his entrance. It didn’t take long, and you felt just how big and long he was with how much he stretched you and reached you so deep.

Tetsurou began thrusting slowly at first and he hastened when he picked up that you’re catching up with him. You matched his pace, your legs locking him to stay in between. With linked fingers, you both tightened your hold on each other.

“Y/N,” he huffed.

“Tetsu,” you moaned.

“Y/N, Y/N!”

“Tetsu!”

He shifted forward, accessing you even deeper with his balls smacking against your ass.

“I’m close…” he groaned.

“Me too, me tooo!” you cried.

 “Y/N-“ he hissed. “I! fuckin’! love- you-”

“Tetsu-“

Your mouth opened wide as you met your release. Your body shivered wildly and overwhelmingly while he poured all of him inside you. You came hard.

Again. Again and again.

Your love never ends with just that. You were both uncontrollable. You were hungry, trying to get your fill of him, making the most just jn case this was just another dream again. He was fucking you raw You rode him, his face, his dick. He tasted you, licked every inch of you, devoured you. You held each other that night like insatiable beasts.

You came over and over again until you were both overcome with the dawn.

Your body laid limply on top of his. Who knew how long have you been resting like that? You just passed out from rounds and rounds of lovemaking that you couldn’t remember how many times you had done it already.

Tetsu flipped you on your back and began and propped himself on his elbow, watching you rest. You met his gaze and he dipped to kiss your temple until you remembered.

“There’s no...” You asked, wondering why there’s no mark appearing on your belly just like what you have read on the internet.

“I didn’t use my spell on you. I didn’t mark you,” he replied. “The entire night...it’s just you and me. No forces in between.”

“Oh…” you let out and he noticed that questions flooded your head.

“If you want a mark, I can mark you right now,” he said as he sat up to fetch a marker on your bedside table.

You chuckled. “Tetsu!”

“Here it comes!” he proudly announced. The felt tip touched your bare stomach and you wriggled due to the ticklish feeling. “Hold it…hold it.”

“What are you doing?” You took a look at his creation. “What have you done?” What’s supposed to be a winged-heart symbol turned out to be a silly doodle.

Glancing up at you, he traced his finger over his joke of a drawing. “Marking you as my mate is a contract in exchange of your soul and sanity,” he explained. “It works like drugs. You’ll lose your mind, wanting nothing but to provide for me. You’ll live like a slave not a human.” He placed a soft kiss on the spot.

You gulped, afraid of the thought yet you were also concerned about him. “But...what happens? What about you?”

Tetsurou chuckled and kissed your jaw then your lips. “It’s alright. It’s good to be mortal...at last,” he said.

His hand caressed your head as he studied your eyes lovingly. His gaze showed how you were the single best thing that ever happened in his existence; heaven or hell, night or day, there’s no difference nor distance that could separate two people who love each other as long as they keep choosing the other no matter what.

You cupped his cheek, looking back at how everything began. Behind your stray cat, the man of in your dreams and your incessant client...It’s his soul, his heart. “I love you,” you said, eyes sparkling in forming tears.

Brushing the side of your face with the back of his hand, Tetsu smiled down at you. “And I’d rather die than live another lifetime without you.”

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003. 𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙈𝙄𝘿𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏 • DELUSIONS

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What if the sexy stranger in your dreams and your seductive client at work is actually a ravishing demon determined to love you whatever it takes? Can you break through the delusions?

incubus!kuroo, f!reader, deep pnetration, l-bombs, size kink, dacryphilia

wasn't able to write my solo drabble for kuroo's birthday but definitely not gonna miss this! I remembered a friend once told me to keep on writing even just for that one person believing in my works, I'd like to thank you for picking up this fic and believing in me. I love you. mwah mwah 💋💋

You gripped the sheets as his big cock relentlessly rammed into you. There...There...so good aaahhh...You moaned totally enjoying the sensation. 

“Is it good? Am I making you feel good?” he asked, putting in so much effort with how he thrust in you.  

“Yes! Yes! It’s so good. You’re so good-” He ate your words, kissing you like your lips were his favorite food. 

 Your pussy throbbed, and you soon found yourself cumming again. 

Opening your eyes, you placed an arm on your forehead. You must be a very horny girl to dream of this non-stop, but you couldn’t deny liking it and not wanting it to stop.  

You sighed.  

You forgot how he looked like again. Somehow, as days passed, you felt even closer and acquainted to him...the man of your dreams. He’s so sweet but very masculine at the same time.  

Your pussy was still throbbing in a good way. You checked in between your legs and found your panties drenched. Don’t tell me...you squirted even in the dream. Your face heated up, embarrassed.  

On your way to the coffeeshop, you suddenly became more conscious, noticing that people, specifically men, were now looking at you differently. It wasn’t like this before. You were what they would call a normie, someone you would just pass by, but now you’ve been receiving odd glances. 

Having a drink in hand, you saw the old lady again. However, she seemed to be busy doing tarot reading with her makeshift table. You were tempted to approach her to ask more questions, but you’d be having a meeting with Kuroo today. 

All this time, you wanted to know if it’s really an incubus in your dreams how come you felt even better ever since? You’re supposed to be losing weight now or all drained out of energy, but you felt the opposite.  

You shook the thought away, finally reaching your office building. 

“Oh, Y/N! There you are...” A senior from the other department greeted. “Lookin’ good, huh? What’s the secret?” 

“Secret?” You looked down on yourself. You fixed yourself just the same and changed nothing.  

“Yeah, you seem to be glowing nowadays. Something’s different.” 

You’re wearing normal corporate attire, the same minimal make-up, nothing special. “I don’t know.... maybe I’m getting better sleep?” 

Well, better was an understatement. Having those lewd dreams was embarrassing but they did make you feel elevated and amazing like a heavy weight was lifted off your shoulders each morning. 

“Of course, sleep! Or...maybe you have someone?” She cooed then her eyes suddenly glanced up behind you. You looked back and saw Kuroo.  

“Morning, Y/N. Let’s go together?” he pressed the elevator button up.  

As usual, he looked so dangerous again. His dark gray pinstriped suit fit him perfectly.  

“Sure, sir. Good morning,” you greeted back. 

“Okay, I’ll leave you two alone,” your senior bade, winking at you before she walked away.  

No way! No way! No way! Your last interaction with Kuroo proved how tricky your situation was. Though you admitted having e a little crush on him, you shouldn’t get carried away. First, it’s unprofessional. Second, he gave off big fuckboy energy. 

The elevator doors opened and there’s only the two of you inside. It closed and you took in a sharp breath, which you held. It was so spacious, but he specifically chose to be so close to you. You gulped; he smelled so good—a little spicy just like his personality. His scent was drowning you and making your head all dizzy.  

“You smell good,” he leaned down and said to you with grainy voice. 

Shivers ran through your spine. You pressed your thighs together. Oh my. 

Your attention shifted to your reflection on the steel make of the elevator where you found Kuroo pinning your gaze. He tilted his head, eyes not leaving you as he breathed you in and you took in a deep inhale at the same time.  

The doors opened and you told him, “I’ll go to the restroom first.” 

You immediately splashed your face with water. Kuroo was painfully making you feel some type of way. He’s unearthing that hidden part of yourself you never thought existed. He was making you feel like a woman. A beautiful, well-desired, most-coveted woman. He’s making all your dreams a reality, but you’re a romance type of girl and not the type he wanted.  

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 

Swaying the glass in his hand, Kuroo stared at the woman from across the room. She was talking to her friends, but that was a while ago. Now, amidst the pulsing lights and the darkness of the bar, she had all her attention shifted to the mysterious man in suit fully captivated by how his gaze pierced through her while his smirk was oddly turning her on.  

She stood up and headed towards his direction as expected. It would be almost a month now since he hadn’t eaten anything else aside from you. He thought that maybe it was just a temporary syndrome as he adjusted to a new town.  

Kuroo raked his gaze from her head to toes. She’s hot, especially with that white dress hugging her body so tight. Normally, with the quality of sex he thought he’d be having with this woman, he knew he’s gonna get his fill. That’s under normal circumstances. 

“What…what’re you drinking?” she asked. 

He simply answered, “Rum and coke.” 

Dammit! He felt his stomach turning doing this.  

“Can I take a sip?”  

And he allowed her, she leaned forward and dipped. Her cleavage a free offering for him to see and lust over. She placed a hand on his thigh… 

Kuroo grimaced. 

Fuck! He knew this would happen. Appalled…he’s appalled. His body was rejecting her hand on his. Last time this happened, he couldn’t get his dick up and ended up in shame. He couldn’t even bring himself to have sex with anyone now. It’s all because of you. 

He knew that going to a bar would be a bad idea. After all, he’s not even there to bait some food but just to have a nice drink yet...his strong aura as an incubus was reeking and attracting women non-stop. 

Since he was new in town a month back and was still gathering observation, he shifted into his cat form everynight to find a home to stay at. He didn’t expect that you would be kind enough to adopt him, that he would grow fond of you and eventually would come to...love you. It sounded cringey, but right now there’s nothing more cringe-worthy than a hand of a woman on him aside from yours. 

They said once an incubus like him falls in love with someone, they could only mate with them and no one else. Kuroo didn’t know that to be true until now when his cock couldn’t stand up in around any other woman’s presence except you. 

Though his hunger could be satisfied by his nightly visits in your dreams, nothing could be having you in flesh.  

He thought that working with you would make things easier, but he was wrong. His feelings for you only got stronger in each passing day he got to spend with you, and it had been hard to control himself from not having an erection in the office when around you. 

“What’s wrong?” The woman asked, still wanting nothing but to have him in between her legs.  

You’re wrong. This is wrong. “I should go.” Kuroo stood up almost running away from the scene.  

“Wait!” He faintly heard in the background as he loosened his tie and dashed away. 

It was a breath of fresh air once he’s out. Taking in the cool wind of the night, he strolled to clear his mind.  

No, he didn’t view just as a livestock he could feed on endlessly, and it wasn’t just sex for him. Who would’ve thought that he’d fall for you while you took care of him as a pet? 

He drew a long sigh, finding himself at your apartment building. Then, finding himself outside your door. Well, true to his other form, he appeared like a stray cat finally finding his way home after days of misadventure.  

What was he even doing here? He berated himself for acting like a creep. Dragging a hand through his face, he accidentally nudged the food you left for him outside your door.  

The pet dish elicited a sound which prompted you to open the door. 

“Miste-” Your eyes widened at the sight of Kuroo welcoming you instead of your beloved cat. “Sir? What’re you...What’re you doing here?” 

I can’t stop thinking about you. “Hey...” Kuroo tried thinking of an excuse, but he couldn’t bring himself to think of any. 

“Are you drunk?” 

He swallowed. “Just a bit.” 

You sighed. “You can’t drive drunk. Do you...” you blushed. “Do you wanna come stay for a while?” 

His face heated up. “Sure.”  

You let him and he smoothly moved around your apartment much to your surprise.  

“Do you wanna have some cof-” You stopped midway, remembering... 

“You don’t have coffee,” he stated, which puzzled you. How did he know? “I mean, tea.” He continued. 

Maybe, the alcohol was messing up with his speech. You opened one of your cupboards only to discover that you placed the tea on the top shelf. You were about to get a chair to step on, but Kuroo was already behind you, reaching for the box of tea. 

“Here,” he said, giving you the item. 

“Oh...” you muttered, bemused at how keen he was.  

You prepared the tea for him while he watched your every move, reminding you of Mr. Midnight’s habit of doing the exact same thing.  

“Here,” you handed him the cup and he took an immediate sip. “So what brings you here?” 

“This one’s the nearest to the bar,” Kuroo placed the cup down. “Don’t worry I didn’t follow you around.” Not as a human. “I learned your address through the records.” 

“I see...so you sifted through my records, but don’t follow me around. That doesn’t sound creepy,” you teased. 

“Hey! I must know your address, okay? That’s just me being responsible since we always have meetings outside. Anything could happen.” 

You chuckled. “Yeah, such as you taking shelter because you can’t drive home drunk.” 

“Exactly,” he affirmed and continued, drinking his tea. 

You took a glance at the watch and noticed that it was past your bedtime. You were trying to keep yourself awake, but sleep was taking over. You were very tired for the day especially that the gala event was in a few days' time from now.  

“Thank you,” Kuroo said as he finished his tea, and he was eventually surprised to see you sleeping in front of him. He smiled and pressed your cheek with his index finger like how he usually did it with his paw back then to check if you’re asleep. 

Geez...He chortled to himself and carried you to bed. He swept away a few strands of hair from your face and couldn’t help but lay down and curl beside you. Nuzzling his nose on top of your head, he embraced you lovingly tight.

You used to hug him when he was a cat, and he missed those days when he could stay asleep beside you so close like this. How he wished he could finally have you settle in his arms? Though he wanted to pay you a visit in dreams, he’d rather bask in this moment instead, hearing your heartbeat, drowning in your scent and enveloped in your warmth. 

Your phone’s alarm rang, which woke you up from your sleep. You sat up in a rush and in disbelief. You didn’t have any dream last night. That’s odd. Even if that’s the case, however, you could feel the familiar touch lingering through your skin. It was as if he held you for real. 

Your eyes widened, recalling that Kuroo stayed over for a bit last night. You looked around but he’s no longer to be seen anywhere. 

You squashed your face in between your hands and decided to stand up.  

“Kuroo?” You called out as you headed to your arriving at your dining area, where you were surprised to discover a cooked omurice. On the surface of it, was a cat doodle made with ketchup and a note that read, Rise and Shine! 

Kuroo...you whispered his name in your head so fondly as your face split into a warm grin. 

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 

His tongue danced with yours with his arms caging you in. He’s so warm, and you felt safe wrapped around his presence.  

“Were you stressed?” he asked, a hand caressing the top of your face while his eyes conveyed so much concern. “You did a great job. You always do.” 

You cupped his face. “’Twas just a long day, but I got you, so it’s fine.” 

He smiled and kissed the tip of your nose, “Yeah, you always got me, love. Always remember that.” He caught your lips again and kissed you tenderly, lovingly and deeply. “I’m always right beside you.” 

Parting your legs, he thrust into you. Your pussy was slowly being stretched out as he took his time so you could fully feel his size. You bit back a moan as his tip finally reached your core. His hips were moving in a sensual tempo that had you wanting more.  

He saw your need and began hitting with force, your tits jiggled everytime he pushed right back in. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, and he dug deeper, bringing your thighs on both sides if your face, messing you up in a mating press.  

“Can you feel me? Can you feel all of me?” He asked under his breath, trying his best to curb his wilder desires and wanting to make you feel loved instead.  

“Oh! Aaaahhh....” You moaned, feeling the length of his cock go in and out of your pussy. “Yes, you’re so big. It’s so long. Feels so good.” 

“When you say it like that-” he said in pain and pounded fast. His fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs as he went all out not able to control his impulses anymore.  

He conquered your lips and you let yourself be consumed with passion. All you could do was shut your eyes and feel the tears of overwhelming pleasure trickle down. Your nails raked on the skin of his back as you felt like flying with the way he was fucking you senseless yet oh-so-loving at the same time. 

“I love you, I love you,” he spewed out in every thrust, and you were drunk in his tender gaze as your insides melted and your body shook. 

Slowly, your eyes opened. You could still remember his hands on you. The feel of his length inside you. You ached for him more and more each day and not only in a sexual way. That man...he always made sure you were well-fed everynight, but you wanted to remember who he was. Was he just your imagination? A person from the future? All of this seemed so bittersweet. You had a man who only existed on your dreams, and he made love with you every night like you’re the only person in his eyes.  

It’s almost a month now...You hugged yourself, feeling a little cold. At first, you thought all this was sexual, but lately you began feeling loved.  

You had many questions...like if it’s really an incubus in your dreams why did you feel even better each day? Why was he so loving to you? Why do you not only feel lust but affection each time he’d hold you close?  

You snapped away from your thoughts. You’re approaching the end of your campaign, and somehow you felt some kind of ending happening too. This meant you’d never see Kuroo again. You looked at him from across the table. This time you would be having an emergency meeting in the lobby of the hotel where the Gala Event for the project would be held next week. 

However, you were quite bothered at the thought of not seeing him anymore. 

“Why are you sad, hmm?” He asked, resting his face on his palm, breaking your thoughts in the middle of work. 

“Oh, I just remembered something-”  

Your eyes widened.  

Out of the blue, he had something soft pressed on your face. It’s...It’s a black cat plushie. He looked from behind the little stuffed toy. What’s that expression he’s giving you? Like he’s trying to be cute, sporting a small pout with cheeks a little puffed. “He'd be sad if you are too, y’know?” 

“W-What’s this, sir?”  

“All yours,” he said, plopping the plushie on the table. “Take good care of him.” 

Oh...You remembered having a discussion with him about Mr. Midnight. It’s...sweet that he remembered—that he knew how much you missed your little rascal. A smile couldn’t help but show on your face.  

“What would you name it?” he asked. 

“Kuro,” you held the plushie. “I’ll name him Kuro.” 

“I’m honored,” Kuroo the person grinned, and the moment felt like it paused for a while. Why...Why were you feeling the beat of your heart in your ears? 

Get a grip! You shouldn’t be feeling this way. Maybe...Maybe he’s just great with women, you said to yourself.  

How can a man like him even like someone like you, right? 

Your inner musings were interrupted by a hotel staff member when she approached both of you, her expression didn’t spell good news. “Excuse me, ma’am, sir. I’m the personnel assigned for banquet sales. Unfortunately, we found your event booked on a different date on our calendar.”  

“What? We already signed an agreement for this with that exact date indicated,” you replied, conviction evident on your tone.  

“Yes, ma’am. We’re very sorry, but there’s been a mistake.” 

“We already sent out the invitations,” you said, a little infuriated. It would be a shame on your part to deliver a mistaken message to the delegates, especially that the event would be next week, and the suppliers were already booked for the date. 

“My apologies, ma’am. We can schedule your event some other dates or refund you in full.” 

You heaved and fetched the contract in your phone, rereading the agreement despite knowing the outcome. It’s a loss case. It’s written there that the establishment reserved the right to refuse, and you knew all of them had that clause, because the agreement will always be in favor of the contracting party. 

“Do you have any other function halls available on our date?” Kuroo stepped in. 

The lady checked her files and informed, “Unfortunately sir, the only available room couldn’t accommodate your number of guests.” 

“How ‘bout that...” He pointed at one of the dining halls. “Will that be available on our date?” 

“I’ll double check, sir. Please wait here for a while,” said the staff member before she went to check. 

“That’s...That’s expensive,” you worriedly informed Kuroo. 

He placed a hand on your shoulder and grinned, “Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it.” 

Your eyes searched his. His tone...The way he made you feel so secure...It’s like de ja vu. Who...Who are you?  The question suddenly came to the top of your mind, however before you could make more sense of it, the personnel arrived. 

“Good news, ma’am and sir. The Wine Room was still not taken. We can reserve it for you at a discounted price as our way to compensate for the mistake we made on your original booking.” 

“That’s good then!” Kuroo turned to you and winked. You smiled at him, unplanned and involuntarily.  

Why did he have to be like this? Why was Kuroo making you feel like he might also feel the same way you’re starting to feel for him? 

You hugged the Kuro plushie close. Suddenly, you felt a bit scared, scared that after all of this was done, you were never going to see him again.  

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