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clawsdevour · 1 month

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tipsy touch

wc: 1.6k content warning: post-time skip, established relationship, tsukishima x reader, smut, tsukki is almost sober, vulnerable tsukki, oral sex f!receiving, cream pie, not proofread

note: tsukki would so be more needy n vulnerable n genuine w u instead of his stubborn sarcastic personaaaa #CUTE

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“Shit..” a low groan enters your house followed by the shutter of the front door clicking. The sound of shoes being taken off before creaking entering the hallway with a subtle clank. You hear the heavy figure slowly stumble down towards the kitchen, stopping when you hear the kitchen sink squeak. The sound of water trailing out from the faucet with a drip.

That sounded like Kei. He must’ve come back home from his little volleyball celebration with his team, you thought to yourself wondering why he came home a bit earlier than you thought but it was nothing really. Work was work, and you knew that due to his busy schedule.

Footsteps echoed along the thin walls and came to a halt at your bedroom door. A quiet knocking at your door, asking for your permission to walk in.

“It’s open,” Tilting your head from behind your book to see if you were correct. Tsukishima’s golden brown eyes behind his dark black frames peeked in through a small sliver of the cracked door. The lighting showed that his expressions were more relaxed than usual, his complex a shade of pink that you don’t see often.

No wonder why he came home earlier. He was tipsy and knew better than to stay, acknowledging that he’s a lightweight when it comes to alcohol. His heavy body inches closer to your fluffy sheets and plops itself by your closed legs.

“It’s so hot..” Tsukishima muffily complains while trying to shuffle out of his jacket lying on his stomach. Successful, he threw it on the ground while he turnt to lay stomach up to the ceiling trying to catch the whiff of cool air. His chest rising slowly, eyes drooping as the blood in his veins continued to rush towards his face, deepening his already pink complexion.

“How much did you drink this time, Kei?” questioning your husband with a playful huff at the end of your sentence. He’s rarely drunk but whenever he is, he’s really cute and needy. His head tilts in the covers to mutter back at you, “Like.. not much.. I don’t know, but we really need to get a fan in here.”

You carry on reading your book with a sly smile due to his half drunken state. His hand on his forehead trying to shield his eyes from the lit up light from the corner of your bedroom. Tsukishima’s averting his glossy eyes to the novel in your grasp. Tsukishima slowly rolls back onto his stomach, positioning himself at your closed knees, your eyes peering at him from the top in curiosity.

“What’re you reading?” His vision narrowed, trying to read the title through his slightly blurred eyes in complete focus. A large hand caressing your knee in gentle circles.

“It’s one of Akaashi’s new works, I think you’d like it a lot.” You gently close the book shut, placing it on your side before reaching to brush through your husband's messy blonde locks of hair. Tsukishima’s hands continue to graze your skin, sending you small shivers from the tips of his warm fingers.

“Hmm.. read it later” mumbling as his lips press against your skin. His other hand places itself under your knee, parting the line that kept your legs close together.

“Missed you so much today, didn’t get a chance to even kiss you before I left…” he’s pressing sloppy wet kisses onto your inner thighs, sending you small sparks that ignited in your core. His slender fingers continued to roam on your legs as he continued to leisurely separate them off to the side.

Parted enough for his stature, his hand cups under your knee to lock you in place while his other hand reaches under your silky nightgown. His finger prodding at your panties which had a damp spot, causing you to quietly gasp under your breath.

His drunken eyes meet with yours asking for your permission, to which you allow his advances. You quickly slip from his grasp to slide down your undergarments and throw them off towards the edge of the bed. His tight clutch is back on your thighs while his face buried itself in between your legs, staring right back at your heat emitting cunt.

Swirling around your sensitive bud with his hot tongue you can’t help but moan. His sleepy eyes fixated on you with each stroke he makes on your slippery clit. Flicking it up and down, then circling around it before he moved further down towards your entrance. The foreign sensation entering your slick hole while the grasp you held onto the sheets loosens to move onto the back of your husband’s head. Your grip on Tsukishima’s head increased as you pushed him further onto you while you called out for him.

His tongue’s attacking you aggressively while he’s watching you squirm right in front of him, growing more erect with each whine and whimper that escapes from your mouth. Tsukishima’s lapping up all of your essence when he removes himself from your dripping cunt to insert a finger or two in. You watched as he’s working his long fingers, glossy and sparkling with your juices, in and back out multiple times as you near your high.

The hands wrapped behind your knees increased in strength when he folded them further, pushing you onto your back as he continued to rip out an orgasm out of you. You’re at a breathless mindless state when he does, painting a vision of white as you cum on his digits. His face, red with a smug look and slightly wet from your release.

“Kei..” reaching out your arms for him while his body towered over you for your embrace. His flustered face closes the gap between you, hands still lingering under your silk dress.

Planting a kiss on your lips, you pull back to gaze at him for a moment while his hot alcohol-smelling breath tickles the surface of your cheek. His erection, painfully hard, slightly rubbing onto your radiating core. Sharing an intimate kiss once more before he unbuckles his restraining belt that laid on his waist, letting comfort ease over him when he unclasps the button on his pants. Tsukishima frees his cock, it recoils out and hits the bottom of your stomach causing you to flinch.

“..Can I?” Nodding out your final answer before tenderly dragging his tip against your soaking wet pussy up and down to collect your fluids. The friction makes you quiver while biting your bottom lip.

One thrust was all it took for him to shove all of him inside you while you yelped out of shock. He let you adjust to his size for a moment before he further started to rock his hips into you. You're absorbing the feeling of him while he started off at a slow consistent pace, watching his eyes flutter with pleasure from being in your overbearing cunt.

Tsukishima’s lowering himself onto you, inches away from your body while you wrap your arms around his neck. You could smell the alcohol off his shirt that radiated heat from his overall figure. He’s peppering you with kisses in between grunts as his pace started to grow sloppier but faster. Your ragged gasps mix with the echoing of skin on skin slapping.

Your pussy’s stretching from all the gradually building up pleasure to accommodate his length, squeezing down when you felt his dick twitch inside you. His cock is plunging back in and out covered in your glistening fluids, making it easier to continue thrusting. His eyes and the effects of alcohol made his longing for you fill with overwhelming ecstasy, heightening his experience as if he was on autopilot.

Heat building up at the bottom of your stomach once more, breathlessly panting throughout moans that resonated in his ears. All the blood is rushing to his tip, feeling all hot and heavy inside you as Tsukishima’s body continues to surge into yours at full speed.

The way your walls clung tightly onto his erection was all it took for him to understand you were nearing your climax. His lips moved down to caress the crook of your neck, softly sucking on your skin leaving subtle marks along with his pecks here and there. Your nails were digging into his shirt, gripping onto his pace while you took his delicious cock.

“Feel so good.. I’m gonna cum, Kei” babbling out to him with your half lidded gaze. Tsukishima’s golden brown eyes peered at you from your nestled neck to see your adorable expressions twist with each seductive moan that left your lips.

“M’too.. you’re so cute,” latching his messy kisses onto your jaw. His thumb reaches down to play with your swollen clit to help finish you off. You’re curling your toes while accepting all of the stimulation he’s giving you while you shiver in delight.

You lose your senses when that thread you were holding onto for so long snaps. Creaming all over his cock as it rimmed with a thick white substance, continuously getting pushed back into your cunt. It was like you saw stars in your field of vision when you came. Your arms relax and bounce with each of his remaining thrusts.

“I’m almost there.. don’t worry.” Tsukishima’s breathing is inconsistent and heavy while beads of sweat continue to gather on his forehead. Plummeting his cock at a speedy pace as you laid beneath him, tiredly caressing the bottom of his face.

Loud groans slipped off of Tsukishima’s tongue when his white honey-like liquid spewed into your nether regions. His cum filled you to the brim, leaking out when he slowly removed himself from your swollen cunt. The tall figure looked over you, watching his milky white seed seep down from your gaping hole that twitched to be stuffed once more before collapsing onto you from exhaustion.

His eyelids rested for a second before prying open again to glance at you once more. Buried in your sweet heat, he’s mumbling to you.

“I drank so much.. cause I missed you.”

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keis-slut · 2 months

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ruin|k.tsukishima

CW: DEGRADING, SQUIRTING, OVERSTIMULATION, CHOKING, FINGERING, HAIR PULLING

third year kei who’s become so much more confident in himself, especially now that he has a girlfriend.

now that he has you.

but that confidence in himself, leads to cockiness in the bedroom.

god he’s so cocky, degrading you for taking him like such a slut, and praising himself for how good he is making you cum this much.

“sucha messy little bitch, hm? my cock too big for you, my little slut?”

he’s got his large hand squeezing your throat, his slender fingers digging into your skin as he pushes your back against chest, cock torturing your cervix.

he knows just how to bend you so you’ll make a mess everywhere, he knows just where your limit is, and precisely where to hit the curve of his cock that gets you to squirt.

he loves pulling out and pushing you down into his pillow, ass up so he could watch the mess drool from your sensitive cunt.

you’d forgotten how long you were going at it, but you definitely came more than once.

he slid his long finger across your soaked cunt, pulling you apart to watch all the white paint your walls, thinking you looked so fucking beautiful devouring his mess too.

but he wouldn’t tell you that.

“looks like you have enough room for more, that right, brat?”

he shoved two lengthy digits inside of you, fucking the mess deeper into your cunt.

“lets make some room then, no?”

he pistoned and curled and fingers into your needy cunt.

still so surprisingly needy after he thought he had already fucked you out.

he pulled out, lifting himself up and wasting no time before shoving his full length again, feeling your walls suck him more than ever.

he let out a hiss while he grabbed a fistful of your hair, now fucking you at an unforgivable pace as he watched your ass ripple on impact of his pelvis.

you screamed and begged, you squirmed and gripped at the sheets, you trembled and drooled, and he fucking loved that.

his favorite thing was seeing how much you could really take.

seeing how you came undone, how messy you really got.

he loved continuing to fuck you after you’d both cum, fucking it farther into you, feeling just how full you were with his mess and yours coating his sickening length.

you felt so tight, so warm, he could just keep fucking you and fucking you.

you were so soft and he loved ruining that.

once he felt you clench around him again, he knew this was it.

he had already fucked so much out of you, he knew what happened if he continued after you’d already cum.

so he flipped you over, so fast you could barely comprehend, you now on your back as he rut into you.

his intimidating golden eyes locked with yours, brimming with tears, as he overstimulated your cunt.

his large hand reached down to pinch and circle your clit, while he angled his hips just perfectly to curve against that spot inside your cunt that made you scream.

that made you tremble, and scratch at his arm.

that made you-

he pulled out just in time, watching all that creamy white drip from your cunt, and feeling you squirt all over his stomach.

he loved how he now matched the glistening of your pretty pussy, with such a mess you’ve made.

he was so proud of how perfectly he could time it, he knew you so well and has done it more than enough times already.

he shoved his fingers back in, curling them against the roof of your cunt, you clenching so hard around him again as he forced you to squirt until you couldn’t, such a mess pouring and pruning his big hand.

he stopped, feeling you’d finally had enough, maybe.

your body trembled so violently, your face was incredibly red, eyes and cheeks stained with tears, you’d forgotten to take off your mascara as it ran with it.

your legs clenched together now, and your lips quivered.

full of lust, this sight drove him crazy, you looking so miserable, scared, braindead and fucked out like this.

full of love, he decided it was time to stop, give aftercare, and drop this act to show how much he really did love you.

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that-fic-girl · 1 year

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HAIKYUU BOYS REACTING TO Y/N SENDING NOODS 😍🫶🦅

Characters: Bokuto, iwaizumi, tsukkishima, kuroo, oikawa

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veroniquesboutique · 3 months

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A Pain Like Home - Tsukishima Kei x Reader

Back-to-back smutty fics? I've hit my stride!

Total transparency, this idea came to me while perusing a few smut prompt posts. One of the prompts literally possessed my body, and I had to get the words out as fast as possible. I conceived of the idea, wrote it, and edited it in a matter of a day and a half, which is way faster than these things usually go.

You and Tsukishima Kei broke up months ago as your life fell into a downward spiral. However, every time you go searching for home, you inexplicably end up right back in his arms.

Hope you enjoy!

Title: A Pain Like Home

Rating: Explicit

Warnings:

AFAB!Reader, Female Reader, Explicit PV Sex, fingering, m-handjob, couch sex, unprotected sex, crying during sex, chest/body shots, baby used once as pet name, ANGST, ex sex, college au, mention of parent death, mention of injury, Y/N has chronic pain, super brief mention of suicidal ideation, Tsuki is kind of a dick in this one, but then again so are you

Characters & ships: ex!Tsukishima Kei x Reader

Word count: 4.6k words

A/N: This Y/N really tiptoes a line between reader insert and OC. She has a lot more backstory than my usual reader fics have. If you'd prefer more of a blank slate (and don't need to know the backstory of how you and Tsuki have found yourself in this situation to enjoy the explicit angst), then feel free to skip the italicized part. If you're here for the angst, though, I'd highly recommend it.

18+ Minors DNI!

More explicit below the cut

“You always end up back here.”

You jump, startled, at the sound of Kei Tsukkishima’s voice echoing through the gymnasium. It was late - later than usual - and the lights had been dimmed, so you weren’t expecting anyone when you slipped your key into the door’s lock. Your college’s gym feels more like home than any other place, and sometimes, on nights like this one, you needed to feel like you were home. On nights like this one, you broke into the gym.

It was about 50/50 on if you ran into your ex, Tsukki.

On this evening, the net was still up following the men’s team practice, and Tsukki was on the far side of the gym away from you. You could stay split like this, share the court half and half, and everyone could be happy.

“I could say the same for you,” You toss the comment at him, unbothered and unprovoked, just as you toss your gym bag to the ground out of the way and pick up the first wayward volleyball you see. You press your fingers into it, bounce it off the floor a few times, and then lob it into the air and strike it down hard and fast on your own side of the court. It hits the ground with a loud smack and bounces into the bleachers, wildly pinballing around, but you’re too distracted in picking up your next ball to pay too much attention. “I could set for you, if you want,” Tsukki half-heartedly spikes his own volleyball, but his attention is on you as you whip every ounce of fury and burning hurt into your shoulder and through the ball as it ricochets from your hand and into the rafters.

“I don’t need a setter.”

“No, you don’t,” He observes another ball whiz through the air, “But it could make this practice meaningful instead of you just hitting balls because you feel like it.”

You glare at him, squeezing the volleyball you have between your hands, knowing the way that this goes every single time.

Still, you were the one who chose to come home.

“Fine.” You duck under the net to join him on his side and pass him the volleyball with too much force that he diffuses easily under his taped finger tips. He bounces it once before sending it up in the air, and you, too, jump through the air to strike it down with a hard smack. It hits the floor with speed and precision, and despite the surprise gently caressing Tsukki’s face in the bend of his eyebrows or the twitch of his mouth, you roll your neck, shake it off, and get in position to hit another one. A pain shoots up through your leg, but you swallow it down, ignore it, push through it.

“You’ve been practicing.”

“Sometimes.”

“You’re being short. And I don’t just mean your height-”

“Just set the next one, Kei.”

He puffs out an annoyed sigh, but still he nods and sends another into the air. You jump again, smack, and fall. The ball nearly causes the air to crack with it’s intensity. That one hurt just a little, and you’re left rubbing the sting out of your palm as Tsukki traverses the gym, collecting the rogue balls to keep setting to you.

“Is it the same old problems?”

“You don’t get to know that anymore.”

Tsukki tosses another in the air, and you smack it down. He tosses again, you smack again. Toss, smack. Toss, smack. Toss, smack. By the time he runs out of balls again, your heart feels nearly as numb as your hands. You try to walk through the pain wrecking havoc in your body, but each step is a stumble instead of a stride. He starts to collect the balls again but stops by the net and turns back to you as you lean your body forward, hands on your knees and gasping for air.

“Look, you can say it’s not my place, but it is. You come in here fuming all the time when you have the power to change the circumstances you’re in-”

“-if I wanted your advice I’d ask-”

“You spend all this time trying to make other people fucking happy, acting like you have no choice, but you’re not powerless. You’re not some fucking damsel in distress. Make a goddamned decision for once.”

“I did when I left you.”

He scoffs out a disbelieving laugh. “What, to hop over to bench warmer Fuckface McGee to chase something to fill the void in you? I don’t even know the guy’s name, but it’s not like it matters because you’ve slept through the entire volleyball team roster. You just happened to start with me.”

You stare at him, his face twisted in annoyed anger and your own features throbbing with sick-of-his-shit disbelief. “Go to hell, Kei.”

“That was the plan. I was getting ready to head back home when you walked in.” He drops the ball in his hand, grabs his bag from the sideline, and beelines to the exit. His hand is on the door when he turns back to you. “Are you coming?”

It takes less time than usual for you to grab your own bag and fall in step behind him.

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Your relationship with Kei was many things. Strange, a little toxic, the longest relationship you’d ever been in, full of a deep love you didn’t quite understand.

You were recruited by your college’s volleyball team when you, as captain, took your high school volleyball team all the way to win nationals for the first and still only time in your school’s history. In every news outlet reporting on the triumph, the success was attributed to you, and you had offers from all over the nation swarm in and drown you in a decision-making process that still gives you anxiety sweats just thinking about it. At the end of the day, your goal was to make the national team, and in order to do that, you had to go to the best school with the best team that was offering you a spot, even though that college was hours away from your family and the life you had spent 18 long years building for yourself.

You packed your bags, said goodbye to your family, and moved across the country to go to school. It’s a huge, urban university, swimming with hundreds or thousands of faces you’ll never see more than once when passing on the street.

Before you even checked into your dorm, you found your way to the gym, a beautiful, state-of-the-art fancy schmancy thing. You walked in the doors, following the sound of squeaking shoes and bouncing balls, and when you walked in to see the men’s team practicing on the court, it felt just like home. A beautiful, blond boy with a baby face and triple taped fingers was up to serve, and this was the first time you met Tsukkishima.

He nearly hit you with his spike.

“Watch it!” He yelled, shooing you out of the way with a dismissive wave, and thus, it was hate at first sight between the two of you.

Your university was looking to switch things up that year, however, following a string of embarrassing losses the season before, and they decided to name freshman for their captains on both the men’s and women’s team. You found yourself with a new captain’s jacket, and unfortunately, on the men’s side, so did Tsukkishima.

The goal of the switch up was to keep the teams on their toes, get fresh ideas that hadn’t been brainwashed by years of already being on the team, and keep new talent consistently striving for better. What ended up happening was just that, but at the same time, you and Tsukki were completely isolated from the rest of the team, being rejected as the favorites who unfairly were given spots way above their league. In hindsight, you understand why your teammates hated you, but in the moment, it hurt more than you imagined it would. All you had wanted was to help them get better, and it felt like no one understood that image except for Tsukki.

It didn’t help that you saw him nearly all the time. He was always at practice, he went to every media event both of you had to be at as captains, he lived in the same dorm as you and found the same study spots you thought you had claimed in secret for yourself, he even had the same major as you. He was in your face near constantly, and the unending ribbing and competition and forced, disgruntled companionship turned hate to tolerance, tolerance to like, and like to love.

He asked you out to the spring carnival your freshman year. It shocked you how easy the word yes slipped from your lips.

And from there you two started your two year long relationship. It was easy being with Kei. Even as overbearing and sometimes rude as he was, you two existed on the same wavelength. You had the same goals, the same interests, the same emotional bursts and flairs, and the same understanding as the other snapped. You never had to explain yourself to him; after every twist and turn, he was waiting for you with open arms when you were ready, and you did the same for him.

He was the one who was there when your father unexpectedly passed towards the end of your sophomore year of college. He was the one who stayed with you for weeks, never going back to his own place so you didn’t have to ever be alone. He was the one who made the trip back home with you, silently waiting and watching as you helped with preparation because he knew what you needed the most was just his presence and not his big mouth or overbearing nature. He was the one who took over both practices when you simply couldn’t get yourself out of bed and across campus to the gym. He was the one there ready to receive you and bring you back to the world when you picked yourself up and kept going.

He was also the one who was there when you lost everything your junior year. It was during the quarter final game at a nation wide tournament in the fall of the volleyball season. You fell hard and at exactly the wrong angle, snapped your leg in three places, and tore tendons from your knee to your toes. You were taken out in a stretcher, and the minute Kei heard, he left his own team’s quarter final game to ride with you to the hospital. He didn’t even think twice.

Your team lost without you. His team won without him. It’s unclear which truth hurt more.

You were given the worst news an athlete could hear. Weeks later, he stood next to you in the gym as you wobbled in your boot and in your words and officially resigned as captain and stepped away from the team. As your dream of making the national team died, so did your will, and you found yourself in the same blurry nothingness you were in when your father passed, but this time it felt like nothing could bring you out. Even as Tsukki tried and tried and tried to reach you, it was dark and painful and drowning where you were.

You broke up with him a week before your two year anniversary.

Since then, you’ve flunked most of your classes, nearly dropped out of school, get out of bed only to go to physical therapy, watched your ex-team have an incredibly underwhelming fall season without you for your senior year, and bounced from dick to dick of every boy you have ever met. Unfortunately, that’s pretty much only the men’s volleyball team. All of this has isolated Tsukki even more from his teammates, and now he’s alone, quiet except for the angry outburst, and hated more than ever.

He was there the first night you broke into the gym in the midst of a panic attack. You had been ready to find a way to the roof of the building when you walked in, sobbing and crazed, to see Tsukki alone with a volleyball in hand.

He talked you down. You went home with him.

That’s just how it’s been ever since.

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“You’ve been awfully quiet,” You mutter, following him up the stairs of his apartment building as he unlocks the door and holds it open for you. You instinctively find the elevator, pressing the specific number code that calls the elevator to the first floor that you have memorized like it’s nothing.

“You don’t usually talk to the stray cats you bring home.”

“You’re such a dick.”

He just hums in response, staring away from you as the elevator door opens and you both step inside. The ride up to his apartment is quiet and cold. He leans against the wall furthest from you, scrolling though an app noncommittally with an awkward hand in his pocket. You watch him the whole way up, and he doesn’t look at you once.

You follow him out of the elevator and into his apartment. You sit on his sofa with a comfortable ease on the side that you naturally think of as your side. You watch him as he glides through the kitchen, filling up two glasses with ice and sparkling water - your favorite flavor that you forced him to start liking while you were together. You accept the glass as he hands you one and sits on the other side of the couch, a huge gap between you. You wait as he pulls his phone out again, another app on his screen.

You’re always the one to make the first move.

Setting the drink down on the table, you close the gap between you two, hesitantly pressing your side against his and leaning into him. After a reluctant moment, he wraps an arm around your shoulders, which you take as an invitation. You take the glass and the phone from his hands, place it on the coffee table, and in one fell swoop, swing your leg over his lap to straddle him.

With a soft gentle caress, you brush your fingers over his cheeks and press your forehead to his. His eyes were always your favorite, the light honey brown tint sparkled in the moonlight, and it made your stomach flutter with butterflies. He was the first one to lean up and in, tilting your head with his nose until his lips touched yours. You sit like this, softly kissing, pulling away for just small gasps and pants of air, for long enough that the automatic light in the kitchen shutters off.

Practiced and with ease, you run your hands back through his hair, pulling at the soft, fluffy strands as they thread through your fingers. He moans softly into your mouth, his own hands finding your waist and puling you closer to him. You can feel the hot rigid length in his lap, and as you slowly grind against him, he rewards you by pressing his fingertips into your lower back, his palms cupping your waist like they were made to sit there.

His eyelashes finally flutter closed, and you watch his face freeze with pleasure, his jaw locked open with your lips suctioned to his lower lip. Your own nails scratch against his scalp, and he shivers beneath your touch. It’s nearly painful the need that has built between you two when you finally slide off him and peel your pants off. He slides out of his own pants, and when he looks back at you to pull you back onto his lap, you can’t help the embarrassment at the intricate brace on your knee. You drop your hands to hide the appliance, but he bats your hand out of the way and pulls you back to straddle him again.

“You act like I’ve never seen you naked,” He whispers, his hand finding its way between your legs. His nimble, strong fingers find the absolute wet mess you’ve made, and both of your roll your eyes back in a moan as a single finger glides across your slick slit.

“I’m afraid-” You moan, cutting yourself off as he pushes the fabric of your underwear out of the way and circles your clit with his fingertip.

“Of?”

“Judgment.” You think for a second as a shiver runs down your back from the stimulation between your legs. “Rejection.”

He brings his other hand to your arm, gripping your flesh and brushing softly against your skin to bring goosebumps to the surface.

“Me? Judge?” He smiles up at you as he presses against your clit again. You moan lewdly, nearly falling forward at the shock of pleasure. “I’d never.”

You scoff out a laugh before reaching a hand to move his own underwear out of the way. His cock springs forward, bouncing softly against his stomach, as you bring your hand to between your legs to meet his. You interlock your fingers with his as they slide against you, back and forth, teasing your clit to your entrance, and you both moan loudly at the feeling. In the moonlight, you can see the glistening pre-cum on his tip, and it makes you nearly vibrate with need. Thankfully, Tsukki can read your body language like it’s his native tongue, and he guides your fingers to dip into you. Both of your hands push into you, and you groan as you settle onto your hands. Rocking your hips back and forth, you throw your head back with pleasure.

“Like a fucking angel,” He mutters, leaning forward to press his lips against your collarbones and bite. Wet pleasure drips from you onto your palm, and when it feels like enough, you pull your fingers from yourself and suddenly grip Tsukki’s needy length. Your wetness and his pre-cum mix to make it slick and easy for your hand to stroke up and down. His body freezes in response, all of his muscles twitching with every pass of your hand.

His fingers curl deep inside you, and with each of your strokes, your rock your hips against his fingers. He’s deep enough inside you that he presses into that sweet spot, and his fingers find it with familiar ease every time you shift your hips.

“Kiss me,” You whisper into the night, and he shakes himself free enough for his lips to find yours. Your tongues press against each other, your hot breath billowing down each other’s necks, and each other’s hands milking pleasure out of your body. He tastes like knowing each other’s bodies like the back of your own hands.

You could’ve finished like this, in each other’s hands, if it wasn’t for the sudden shooting pain that radiates from your knee where you are kneeling in his lap. You flinch, taking the weight off it, and Tsukki supports you by grabbing your other hip with his free hand.

“Are you okay?”

“My leg,” You grunt out, moving your hands to grip the back of the couch as the pain fires even worse through your whole leg. He rubs at your hip, staring up at you to gauge your pain on your face, and when he sees you bite your lip and furrow your brow, he picks you up off his lap and deposits you on your back on the couch. Having your weight off your knee lightens the pain, and soon he has your brace off your leg and is massaging your joint with his hands.

He learned how to when you first hurt your leg, and he’s so comfortable that it feels second nature for him. It feels absolutely humiliating for you.

“Please stop,” You whisper, letting your leg fall, your foot hitting the floor, and you take his collar and pull his shirt over his head. Your nails gently drag against his chest, and he leans forward, catching himself by landing his hands on either side of your head.

“Does it hurt?”

You groan at the question, shimmying enough out of your shirt and bra that your chest was on display for Tsukki, but he maintains concerned eye contact with you.

“I just want you to fuck me like you did before,” You whisper, shifting your hips closer to his still protruding length.

He studies your face for a long time, but the desire in his chest must have won out, because he’s finally shirking off his boxers and settling himself between your thighs. He kisses you a few more times, soft and measured, before his tip presses against your entrance, and he sinks deep into you, bottoming out in your wet, hot, squishy insides.

You arch your back at the feeling of being so full of him, and his head drops to your neck, teeth grazing and sucking at the skin, and your arms wrap around his back to grip him as the feeling overwhelms you. Your stomach flops, and your brain swims. You drown in the smell of him, his cologne, his shampoo, his sweat and musk, and it smells, it feels, it overwhelms like home.

His thrusts into you feel deeper with each rock of his hips, and it sends shocks of nearly painful pleasure from your head to your toes. He’s groaning in your ear, and it’s a sweet song you miss like a lullaby you desperately want to remember when you’re lying alone in your own room at your own apartment. When his fingers find and tease your clit again, he moves in just the way you like that makes your toes curl, and that feels like the last straw.

Tears well in your eyes and drip down the sides of your face. With a sniffle, Tsukki finally brings his eyes back to your face, and when he sees your tears, he sighs softly with care. He shifts to his knees, pulling you just barely onto his lap, and he wraps his arms all the way around your body, his fingers gripping behind and around your shoulders so that your bodies are fully pressed against each other.

He shushes you softly in your ear. “I got you,” He whispers, squeezing his fingers into your skin, “I got you.”

His kindness makes the pain in your chest worst. “Please don’t stop,” You nearly sob, dropping your head into the crook of his neck. “Please keep going.”

Tsukki hesitates, but your begs and the needy rocking of your hips convinces him to slowly continue fucking into you. “I hate seeing you like this.”

“Then fuck it out of me, Kei,” You writhe against him, and after the internal struggle behind his eyes, he lays you on your back, grabs the back of your good leg, grips the arm of the couch behind you, and pounds his cock deep into you. It’s so sudden that it makes your eyes roll to the back of your head. You choke on your tongue, nails digging into any flesh on Tsukki’s body that you can find. “Oh God, yes, fuck,” You groan into his ear.

“You feel so good,” He grunts back, placing his hand on your cheek and your thumb on your lips. With tears still falling down the side of your face, you suck his thumb into our mouth and tongue against the skin.

“S-so deep,” You hiccup out as he lays into you, his cock pumping in and out. Your hand snakes down between the two of you, and you rub against your clit. You clench against his cock, and both of you moan out sweetly at the feeling.

“I got you," He mumbles again, bringing his forehead to yours to keep eye contact. "Can you cum for me, baby?” He asks, and you shiver at his words, moving your fingers faster and harder to get to where you want. You nod, your hair sticking to your face in the tears. He groans, his hips starting to stutter. “Then cum, baby, cum.”

You pant and groan and whimper and suddenly you’re cumming around his cock, your body short-circuiting with the feeling of your orgasm. For these few moments, nothing in your body hurts. The physical pain, the emotional pain, it’s silenced in the pleasurable waves rolling through your body. You arch your back and press your body against Tsukki, his warm pants and moans stinging your skin with electricity.

Even though you wrap your good leg around Tsukki’s waist, like you would when you were together, he pulls out and finishes across your stomach and chest. He strokes himself through it, the sweat glistening on his forehead in the moonlight as his cum paints your skin. You close your eyes, letting the sticky wet feeling cover you.

It takes a few moments of panting before he falls back to a seated position on the couch. You can feel the aching pain return to your knee, and before you grab anything to wipe yourself clean, you reach down for your brace.

“Let me help you,” He sounds vaguely annoyed with the whole thing, but his fingers are still gentle as they pull the brace on and into position.

“Thank you.” Your voice is small, the tears finally slowing. You rub your hands down your face, and then you search for something to clean yourself off with. Tsukki throws you his shirt, not even glancing your way.

“I hate it when you cry on me like that.”

“I thought you liked my misery.”

“Only when I’m causing it.” His smirk is half-hearted. He folds his leg underneath him, his other leg bending for him to place his chin on as he stared out the window.

You reach for your drink on the coffee table as you wipe away the leftover Tsukki on your body. You find your sweatshirt on the ground and throw it over your head, and now you two are sitting on opposite ends of the couch, just like before with just a few less clothes.

“Why do you do this for me if you don’t even like me?” You ask in a small voice, taking a sip of the drink in your hand, and he finally turns to look at you. His face shocked in disbelief.

“If I don’t even like you? Are you dense? I’m in love with you. I’m so madly in love with you that it hurts me every single day. You’re the one who broke up with me, so I should be asking you that question. Why do you come to me?”

Because you know he’ll understand you. You know you’ll be seen. You know he cares about you. You’d never actually answer that, though, because it’ll make you seem the callous bitch that he’s supposed to be.

“I don’t do it on purpose. You’re always in the gym.” The answer feels incomplete. “I like you, Kei.”

He watches your face as you refuse to meet his eyes. It takes a while before he stands, the hot anger radiating off of him, and he cleans up the space piece by piece. When he takes your empty glass to the sink he finally speaks.

“If we liked each other, we wouldn’t keep doing this.”

You watch him move from the kitchen to his bedroom door, but he hesitates before leaving you to the silence and darkness of his living room. He sighs, annoyed. “Are you staying the night.”

“I shouldn’t,” You spit back quickly, but you don’t get up to leave, and he doesn’t disappear to his bedroom. You two stare at each other for a long time, much too long. Finally he opens the door.

“Your pajamas are in the second drawer of my dresser,” then he squints his eyes at you, “but you should shower first. My sheets are clean.”

He disappears, leaving the door open behind him.

It takes you less time than usual to follow him in.

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lizzy06 · 2 months

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Tsukishima Kei x Reader Fic Recs!!

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The Worst Kind of People ✨by fathomfive (fluff, humor, training camp)Tsukishima falls in with the wrong crowd, and makes some questionable decisions he can't back out of.

Bet ✨by @oreosmama (oneshot, humor)You ended up wearing a green bean costume to school the next day. Why? Ugh, don’t ask.[COMPLETED]

Red Pens Pt 1| Pt 2 ✨✨💖by @seokiloquy (soulmate au, fluff, teacher's assistant! reader, teacher!tsuki)

Practice Makes Perfect ✨by @oreosmama (oneshot, humor, fluff)There’s nothing wrong with preparing to ask out the guy you like. Just make sure you don’t have an audience while you do it.[COMPLETED]

You Found Me by @mitsuki-murakami (soulmate au) A Soulmate AU where the location of your soulmate is written on your wrist. When you get closer to your soulmate, the tattoo will get darker. When the both of you are in very close proximity each other for the first time, the tattoo will turn hot and burn you, but will stop burning once you make eye contact.

Red Pt 1 ✨by @seokiloquy (soulmate au red string of fate) [COMPLETED]

simple stars✨ by @why-did-i-join-this-fandom(twoshot,soulmate au) [COMPLETED]

The Sound of Your Voice by @volleychumps (oneshot,soulmate au) [COMPLETED]

Hard, but soft by katcchi(oneshot, soulmate au)When you have their first words spoken to you on your wrist.[COMPLETED]

tainted colors ✨by @tooruluv (angst, fluff) in a world where you only see color when you’re in love, you’ve grown frustrated of the greyscale. but falling in love with someone you barely know was never something you planned. and, him not returning the feelings definitely wasn’t planned.[COMPLETED]

Painful soulmate meeting by kitty58732 (oneshot, soulmate au)You switch your bodies and you are on your period.[COMPLETED]

Misread by @peachiikawa (oneshot, fluff) soulmate's name on ur wrist[COMPLETED]

shock by @snake-house (soulmate au)[COMPLETED]

soulmate au by @haikyuu-scenarios-drabbles (oneshot, fluff) Injuries sharing

keeping a secret by crescentsteel (humor, angst, fluff)You love goading Tsukishima, and while he doesn't say anything about it. You know that he loathes you for it. Yet, why is it that you two suddenly find yourselves keeping a secret that even you couldn't fathom having. [ONGOING]

skin deep deception✨ by @azucanela (soulmate au, oneshot) In a world where the number of lies your soulmate tells each day is written in your wrist, Y/N has found that her soulmate has two moods. No lies, or dozens at a time.[COMPLETED]

Morning Whispers by @yourstarvic (oneshot, fluff)Tsukishima couldn't help but to admire you and tell you how much he loves you in the early morning.[COMPLETED]

Unfortunately It's Always You by queenofhyrule (friends to lovers, fluff, love confession) No matter who you date or how much you try.. it seems that you can't get that stupid cocky smirk and those beautiful golden eyes out of your head. This was ridiculous. You’re in college now. If you couldn't move on and find someone else.. was there any hope for you?[COMPLETED]

Don’t Slouch by @oreosmama (oneshot, humor, fluff)You’ve got a bad habit. You know that. So why does that blond smartass in your class keep ragging you about it? [COMPLETED]

Loving Tradition✨ by @oreosmama(oneshot, angst, fluff)Tsukishima has accidentally started a growing tradition with you: he will attend your home volleyball games, and you will attend his. But why does it hurt so much when you finally miss one of his own games? Surely he doesn’t like you that much… right? [COMPLETED]

In Time You Get Your Rewards by liillyliilly (soulmate au, fluff, humor)[COMPLETED]

Death of a party girl ✨by LemonCandle (soulmate au, fluff, angst, humor) (Y/N) never thought she would find her true love. Looking out the window of the hospital room she was confined in, someone unexpected stumbled through the door, changing her life forever.

[COMPLETED]

Seatmates be jeneru (oneshot, unrequited crush, jealousy) Tall, is wearing glasses and a little bit on the snobbish side. Then why are you seated next to Hinata? [COMPLETED]

god, i love the moon by aikeru(smut, enemies to lovers, crushes)the first time tsukishima meets you, he's a total ass. however, you're a salty bitch who holds grudges.[COMPLETED]

Compelled ✨by dudeandduchess (arranged marriage, angst, fluff, humor, smut, jealousy)There were three things in life that she wanted for herself, but none of them included having to marry Tsukishima Kei or staying with him for any prolonged period of time

Sour Candy by leesamess (smut, frenemies to lovers)The University AU, frenemies to lovers, only one bed with happy ending, cliché fanfic that's pretty much required to exist.[COMPLETED]

Hatsukoi ✨by Rainbend (hate to love, fluff, humor) you helps the boys' team soar to greater heights and meet new interesting people long the way while she figures out her feelings for Tsukishima Kei. Maybe, just maybe, he might feel the same way, too.[COMPLETED]

Kintsukuroi by deltachye(childhood friends, crush, slowburn) kintsukuroi to repair shattered pieces with gold[COMPLETED]

How He Shows You Affection by @jayeray-hq(oneshot, fluff)[COMPLETED]

He’s My Best Friend by @jayeray-hq(oneshot, fluff)[COMPLETED]

want vs needs by krystallisert(oneshot)In which Tsukishima learns the differences between wants and needs, and finds that maybe they aren't that different after all.

[COMPLETED]

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idk-wanna-know · 1 year

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Monster cock 1

Tsukishima lay on his back, his legs spread wide to accommodate the massive cock that loomed over him. The beast growled hungrily as it positioned itself between Tsukishima's trembling thighs, its thick shaft throbbing with anticipation.

"You're going to take all of it, boy," the creature snarled, its voice deep and guttural. "And you're going to love every second of it."

Tsukishima whimpered, his body tensing as the monster's massive cockhead pressed against his puckered entrance. He knew what was coming - he had begged for it, after all - but the reality was so much more intense than he could have ever imagined.

Slowly, steadily, the creature began to push its way inside of him, its thick shaft stretching him open in ways he had never thought possible. Tsukishima gasped as he felt the monster's cockhead pop past his tight ring of muscle, its girth filling him completely.

"Oh, fuck," he moaned, his eyes rolling back in his head as the creature began to move in earnest. With each thrust, Tsukishima felt his body being rocked back and forth, his own cock twitching and leaking with pre-cum as he was pounded relentlessly.

The creature's claws dug into Tsukishima's hips, holding him firmly in place as it fucked him harder and faster. Tsukishima's body was aching with pleasure, his senses overwhelmed by the feeling of being completely filled and dominated by the massive cock.

"Please," he begged, his voice hoarse with need. "Harder, faster, deeper. I want all of it."

The creature growled in response, its movements becoming more frenzied as it drove Tsukishima closer and closer to the edge. Tsukishima's body shook with each impact, his mind consumed by the raw pleasure of being taken so completely

Finally, with a howl of pleasure, Tsukishima came, his cock spilling hot cum all over his chest and stomach. The creature followed soon after, its massive cock pulsing as it emptied itself deep inside of Tsukishima's tight, quivering hole.

Tsukishima arched his back, his hips thrusting up to meet the monster's savage thrusts. He could feel the creature's massive cock filling him completely, its girth stretching him to his limits with each relentless stroke.

"Fuck me," he moaned, his voice thick with pleasure. "I want it harder, deeper, faster. Give it to me, you fucking monster."

The creature growled in response, its massive claws digging into Tsukishima's flesh as it pounded him harder and harder. Tsukishima's body was a mass of sensation, his nerves on fire with the raw pleasure of being so thoroughly dominated.

"Take it all, boy," the creature snarled, its voice low and menacing. "You're mine now. You belong to me."

Tsukishima whimpered as he felt the monster's cock begin to swell inside of him, its thick shaft pulsing with the force of its impending release. He knew what was coming, and he was desperate for it - he needed to feel the monster's hot cum deep inside of him, filling him up and marking him as its own.

With a final, savage thrust, the creaturelet out a deafening roar, its massive cock pulsing as it emptied itself deep inside of Tsukishima's tight, quivering hole. Tsukishima screamed, his own cock spasming as he came hard, his cum splattering over his chest and stomach.

The creature withdrew slowly, its cock still twitching with the aftershocks of its release. Tsukishima lay there, panting and spent, his body buzzing with the intense pleasure of the experience.

As the creature towered over him, Tsukishima realized that he was completely at its mercy - and he loved it. He wanted more, more of the monster's savage cock, more of its raw, animalistic desire.

Tsukishima gasped as the monster suddenly flipped him over, moving him onto his hands and knees. He could feel the creature's massive cock pressing against his ass, and he knew what was coming next.

"Get ready, boy," the monster growled, its voice low and menacing. "I'm going to fuck you hard.

Tsukishima braced himself, his body tensing as the monster's thick cockhead pushed against his tight entrance. With a gasp, he felt himself being stretched open, the creature's massive shaft filling him completely.

The monster began to thrust, its movements slow and steady at first, but gradually picking up speed as Tsukishima moaned and writhed beneath it. Tsukishima could feel the monster's massive claws digging into his hips, holding him firmly in place as it fucked him harder and harder.

Suddenly, the creature flipped Tsukishima over onto his back, positioning itself beneath him as it lifted his legs and pressed them back towards his chest. Tsukishima could feel the monster's cockhead pressing against his prostate now, sending shivers of pleasure up his spine with each savage thrust.

"Ride me, boy," the monster growled, its voice thick with desire. "Show me what you're made of.

Tsukishima began to move, his body undulating as he rode the monster's massive shaft. He could feel the creature's claws digging into his thighs, holding him in place as he bounced up and down, his own cock rock hard and leaking with pre-cum.

The monster groaned beneath him, its body tensing as it neared its release. Tsukishima could feel the creature's massive cock swelling inside of him, its thick shaft pulsing with the force of its impending orgasm

With a final, savage thrust, the monster let out a deafening roar, its massive cock pulsing as it emptied itself deep inside of Tsukishima's tight, quivering hole. Tsukishima cried out, his own cock erupting as he came hard, his cum splattering over his stomach and chest.

As the monster withdrew slowly, Tsukishima lay there, panting and spent, his body buzzing with the intense pleasure of the experience.

Tsukishima gasped as the monster pulled out of him, his body still trembling with the intense pleasure of their earlier encounter. He lay there, panting and spent, his mind consumed by the raw, animalistic desire he felt for the creature.

Suddenly, he felt the monster's massive tongue lap at his still-sensitive hole, sending shivers of pleasure up his spine. He moaned softly as the creature began to suck and lick at his entrance, its massive claws digging into his thighs as it devoured him.

"Oh, fuck," Tsukishima moaned, his body arching up to meet the monster's savage tongue. "Yes, yes, yes. Eat me, you fucking monster. Make me your toy."

The creature growled in response, its tongue moving faster and faster as it consumed Tsukishima's tight, quivering hole. Tsukishima could feel its massive jaws working around him, drawing him deeper and deeper into its maw.

Finally, with a howl of pleasure, Tsukishima came again, his body convulsing as he spilled hot cum all over the monster's face and chest. The creature continued to lick and suck at him, its own body writhing with pleasure as it devoured him completely.

As the two of them lay there, panting and spent, Tsukishima knew that he had found somethingspecial with the monster. He had never felt so alive, so consumed by desire and pleasure.

The monster continued to lick and suck at him, its massive tongue sending shivers of pleasure up his spine. Tsukishima could feel his body responding, his cock growing hard once again as he felt the creature's hot breath on his skin.

"Again," he whispered, his voice hoarse with need. "I want more. I want all of it."

The creature growled in response, its massive claws digging into Tsukishima's flesh as it devoured him again. Tsukishima cried out, his body writhing with pleasure as he surrendered himself completely to the monster's savage desire.

And as the two of them lay there, lost in their own pleasure and desire, Tsukishima knew that he had found something truly special - something that he would never forget, and that he would always crave.

The next day, Tsukishima couldn't stop thinking about the monster. He had spent the entire night reliving their intense encounter, his mind consumed by the raw, animalistic desire he felt for the creature.

As he sat down at the dining table, he could feel the monster's eyes on him, watching him intently as he ate his breakfast. And when he looked up, he saw that the creature was staring at him with an intense, hungry look in its eyes.

Without a word, Tsukishima stood up, his shirt riding up over his hips to reveal his bare ass. He bent down in front of the monster, offering himself up to it completely.

"Take me," he whispered, his voice low and husky with desire. "I want all of it. I want you inside of me again."

The creature growled in response, its massive claws digging into Tsukishima's flesh as it pulled him closer. Tsukishima cried out as he felt the monster's massive cock pressing against his ass, its thick shaft pulsing with the force of its desire.

And as the monster began to thrust, its movements slow and steady at first, but gradually building in speed and intensit. He had found a creature that could consume him, body and soul, and he knew that he would neverforget this experience.