#and poly oikawa-Iwa

[chiwhorei]

Thinking about those fucking Seijoh guys again

[mrs-kodzuken]

Self care w/ me & you & you ♡

Pairing: Haijme Iwaizumi x fem!reader x Tōru Oikawa

WC: 1.3k

Genre: fluff, so much fluff

CW: fem!reader, poly relationship, self care night with iwa & kawa, kissing, slight cursing

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"A what?"

A loud gasp was heard from the one and only Tōru Oikawa.

"Iwa-chan! Are you serious? Haven't you ever heard of a lover's self-care night? Oh Y/n-chan! Our relationship is failing!" Oikawa dramatically sobbed on my shoulder.

"To be fair, it really isn't something that's heard of a lot, Oikawa." I tried to reason with him as Iwaizumi scoffed and kicked a pebble that was in his way of walking.

"But if you truly want to, then I'll do it, and so will Iwajime." I smiled at them both, which got me a cheer from Oikawa and a gruff remark from Iwa to Tōru.

"You guys are such little kids. Go and change already; I'm going to go get everything ready. This sleepover is at my house, correct?" I got a thumbs up from Oikawa.

"Alright, see you guys there!" I waved them off, but not before snatching Hajime's volleyball jacket from him and blowing an air kiss to him.

Being in a poly relationship with those boys is pretty hectic most of the time. It's like taking care of two children and making sure they do not kill each other at the same time.

But nevertheless, I still love those crackheads. I still remember when we all got together; Oikawa had actually tried to get Iwaizumi and me together, even though he liked the both of us.

He just wanted his best friend to be happy, even if he couldn't have his happiness.

Reminiscing about that always makes my heart flutter with endearment. When I confessed that I was actually infatuated with the both of them, it was as if I was elated in that moment.

And ever since then, we've been in a heavenly correlation.

I broke away from my relentless thoughts as I headed up the stairs towards my room after telling my parents that they were coming over this weekend.

To be honest, I wasn't really sure what Oikawa meant by 'a lovers self-care night' but I do know that it's probably going to have to deal with facial care and things like that.

Gathering skin care, blankets, snacks, and movies is definitely some type of workout, and I should get an award for it. I slumped myself onto my bed and caught my breath.

I wasn't really into doing anything, so I definitely have low stamina.

The finished product looked way better. I made a huge fort in the middle of my bedroom, and inside are my portable projector for movies, string lights that I hung up, and bowls of snacks for us to eat.

All that was basically missing were my boyfriends, dinner, and a shower. I grabbed my phone and quickly ordered two boxes of pizza.

I didn't have a clue why I was so frantic about this whole ordeal.

Possibly because Oikawa always has everything planned out cautiously. Which is one of his positive skills that also contributes to him being a great partner.

After the pizza had come, I decided to go ahead and take my shower before they got here. I'm pretty sure that Oikawa is going to show up in his alien onesie that I bought him for his birthday.

It's covered head to toe with lots of small alien heads on it, and at the hood, it's green with the aliens eyes and mouth.

Soon, when I was finished with my shower, I put on a new set of pajamas that I had randomly bought.

Its fabric is really soft and has crescent moons, silver small stars, and gold stars, with random dots here and there splattered all over it. I absolutely love it; it fits right in with my love for astrology.

As soon as I pressed the last button from my top, the doorbell rang, signaling that Iwaizumi and Oikawa were here. I quickly rushed down the flight of stairs, almost tripping on a few, and opened the front door.

"Hey guys, come in. I've already set everything up for tonight." I explained as they followed me slowly up the stairs to my room.

"You shouldn't have been in such a hurry to open the door; you could have fallen and hurt yourself, Y/n." Iwaizumi assertively said this to me with a pointed look.

"I know, I know. I'm just excited." I answered sheepishly.

"Baby, we could hear you from outside; trust me, we weren't going anywhere." I mean, who would pass up seeing a face as beautiful as mine?" Obviously Oikawa said.

"Me," Hajime answered, "Yeah, definitely me too." I agreed with him, which made Oikawa pout and turn away from us.

"What do you say? You want to run away without Oikawa?" Iwa joked to me, "Why yes, of course, it's not like we're all in a relationship and love each other unconditionally or anything." I sarcastically agreed with him once again.

"If this is your way of saying you're sorry, then I accept it." Tōru said, but he still had a pout on his face.

I gave Hajime a look, as if telling him it's his turn to kiss Oikawa for when he gets annoying and pouty like this. He rolled his eyes, grabbed Oikawa's right hand, and yanked him down a bit for a kiss.

When he pulled away, his cheeks bloomed into a rosy pink tint, as did Tōru's.

I smiled wide when I saw them kiss. It's something that they always get nervous and flustered about.

"I see you smiling over there, Y/n. Don't think you're off the hook just yet." Iwaizumi said that and tugged my long sleeve over to them.

They both started attacking my face with kisses everywhere, built up laughter bubbled inside of me till I let it out.

"Okay! Okay! We better stop before this escalates to something unwholesome." I pulled away from their pecks and smiled at them. Tōru's face was basically saying, 'Can we please let it escalate?'

I glared at him for having indecent thoughts and engulfed myself in Iwa's arms.

"Oh Iwa! Save me! Oikawa is thinking unholy thoughts!" I cried.

"Shittykawa, quit being nasty." Iwaizumi hit him on the arm, and I finally took time to look at his pajamas.

They were, of course, godzilla, but it was a long-sleeved black shirt with a manga page of godzilla on it in the middle. His bottoms were black and white plaid PJ pants.

"Alrighty, so I've got facemasks, nail polishes, a pillow fort, snacks, and movies." I said, clapping my hands together.

"Ooh! I want to do my nails and a facemask." Oikawa almost jumped at the thought of getting his nails done.

"Okay, anything you would want to do, Iwa?" I giggled at Toru's childishness.

"No, you two go do that. I'll turn on a movie," he said, turning around.

"If you say so, baby, alright, Tōru, let's get this facemask on you." I turned around and faced him, but he already had one out and prepped his nails, ready for me to paint them.

"Kawa, you're so cute," I complemented while getting my green nail polish out and painting little aliens on his nails.

When they were dry and his facemask was off, we found Iwa under the covers on his phone, waiting for us.

"Hi babes! What movie did you put in?" Oikawa asked Iwaizumi while showing him his nails.

"Shrek, I thought that you might want to see yourself on TV tonight." Iwa smiled at him as Kawa gasped.

As much as I wanted to laugh, I decided to say, "Hajime, please apologize to Tōru." I finished as I laid on Oikawa's chest while Iwa wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Sorry, honey," he said sarcastically, just in time for the movie to play. I'll never get tired of these types of nights.

Just me and my boyfriend's cuddling and watching a movie with the occasional teasing.

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a/n: this is from my book “Haikyuu x Reader One Shots” on Wattpad! I hope you enjoyed and let me know if you have any requests!

the header is made by me, please like/reblog if used <3

[jesswritesthat]

Hello!! I just devoured your Haikyuu masterlist and oh my God I love your writing so so so much. Idk how to explain it but it captures the perfect vibes of serious and goofy just like in the show adjkhgghjh i love ittttt. With that being said, could I pls request dating hcs (pre- and post- timeskip) for Oikawa and Iwazumi in a poly relationship with a female s/o? I loved the kagehina one it was so good I wish there was more. Have a good day and stay hydrated!!!

Thank you so much aakaksmndixk! ♥️ This means a lot to me, so I appreciate you taking the time to write this, and of course keep yourself hydrated too anon.

Hope you enjoy~

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Being in a Poly-relationship with Oikawa Tōru and Iwaizumi Hajime would include:

• You are their wonderful mediator, although usually you are inclined to side with logical Iwa unless Oikawa manages to secretly bribe you (which he tries quite often).

• Oikawa is more affectionate than Iwaizumi, toward both of you. You’ll get tackled with hugs, surprise kisses, and excited stories the second he gets home to wrap his arms around whoever he sees first.

• Iwaizumi leans more to an acts of service kind of love, he’s always doing little things for you guys that help you out in everyday life. Need something picking up? Got it. Forgot to make lunch? It’s already in the fridge. Want to rant? He’s there with an option of listen or solution.

• Oikawa is quite flirty and you offer your own remarks, as does Iwa (who is probably the most flustered by such things).

“How’s the prettiest human in the world?” Hajime is furiously blushing at your remark and barely manages a response.

“I— you—“

“I’m fine (Y/n)-chan, thanks for asking~” Tōru gladly chimes in, Iwa sighs, but smiles all the same.

“Well our dumbass is clearly fine.”

“Yeah, and I guess he is kinda pretty.” You concluded.

“I’m beautiful! How dare you?!”

• Jealous? No of course not! Well… It certainly affects them both but Oikawa is far more open with expressing it by throwing an arm over your shoulder if someone flirts with you or making an obvious comment that you’re his s/o. Iwaizumi on the other hand will nod to check if you’re okay in the situation, if you signal no then he’ll intervene.

• However if an individual is unlucky enough to suffer their combined force, then it’s two tall intimidating athletes either side of you wearing glares harsher than the sun. Yeah, you’re in safe hands.

• Of course you’re not afraid to help them out of situations either. When it’s Oikawa and his fangirls, you or Iwa will drag him away, or act all lovey which brings Torū to you both within seconds whining about missing out.

• If you ever have a problem, you’ve got a variety of contrasting solutions from the pair.

“They what?! Let’s kick their asses (Y/n)-chan!”

“Or talk to them about how you feel and come to a comprise that suits you all. It’s worth a try before the violence Crappykawa.”

If both are a lost cause then you bet the rest of Seijoh get involved courtesy of your boyfriends.

• Nights in with homemade dinner and volleyball matches playing on the TV are frequent, and the two of them are comparing tactics and commenting on various plays.

• They’re grateful for any input, even if it’s laughing at a slip. Also, don’t worry, if Volleyball isn’t your thing then they’ll alternate a match with a movie so you each have something that interests you and you can share the time together regardless.

• If you are interesting or play, Oikawa will be oh so excited to show off show you, and Iwa will come along too. Tōru uses it as an excuse to touch you and correct your form whilst Hajime gets a bit snappy with his behaviour stating that you’re doing perfectly fine.

• Iwaizumi is a great trainer though, yourself and Tōru have learned a lot from him and joked about how he should be a professional in the future. 🤭

• It gets harder when you all separate across the world. However, you have a group chat for the majority of contact and video calling. Oikawa uses it as an emoji dump and is definitely the most expressive texter out of the three of you.

• Naturally you travel the world a lot to visit one another, often times making into a slight competition. You take a selfie kissing Iwaizumis lips with the two of holding peace signs and send it to Oikawa.

[ (Y/n): Guess who made it to California first loser! ♥️ ]

[ Tōru: Bitch. It’s still 4–3-3 to me btw 😝 ]

[ (Y/n): I’m catching up, I’ll be enjoying my reward until you get here! We love you! ]

• Other times instead of visiting your resident countries, you’ll choose a location and all meet there for a holiday when you can. You often converge at the airport or hotel, sometimes crafting stupid signs for the other to find you quicker.

• It also comes in handy when travelling as you have a combination of Japanese, Spanish, English, and your languages under you belts. Hearing the other converse in their alternative languages is admittedly really cool and you all have random bilingual conversations sometimes to keep it refreshed.

• The Olympics is where their ongoing rivalry gets entertaining, you’re cornered by the pair in one of the many hallways.

“So my beautiful little lover, who are you cheering for? It’s me isn’t it~”

“Shut up dumbass, (Y/n) can pick whoever they want, and Japan is the right choice.”

• However your response shocks them, and gives them a little nostalgia.

“I didn’t come here to see who wins, I came to watch both teams lose~”

“Wha— oh my god!” Tōru remembers it from high school, and so does Hajime.

“Jeez, you’ve been hanging around Shittykawa too long. You’ll have to spend more time on my side of the bed at this rate.”

“Iwa-chan no! This is so unfair!”

“Don’t worry, when you both draw I’ll make you food, cuddle, and cheer you up any way I can.” You happily elaborate, the two of them enamoured by you as always.

“I mean… I’ll still crush you but at least losing has a perk now huh.” Iwa shrugs, Oikawa unwittingly agreeing.

“True, but like you say, I’m going to eliminate you so we’ll see.”

• Even so, as they competed you were grateful for the VIP tickets and accommodation during the Olympics. As an added bonus you got to travel the city with your two favourite people in the world.

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[ Masterlist ]

[captain-hawks]

BUT WHAT ABOUT A SEIJOH 4 GANG BANG 😭😭😭 WE GOTTA START SOMEWHERE AND YOURE STARTING WITH THE BEST TWO

full disclosure, beyond the logistical nightmare of tossing four dicks in the ring at once, i honestly think that writing the dynamics of a full out seijoh 4 gang bang would be easier than a mattsun/iwa threesome LOL (for me personally).

adding oikawa and makki into the mix really balances things out. similarly to how poly matsuhana works so well in my head because mattsun and makki's dynamics are very complementary. but mattsun and iwa.......that's a whole different monster if i stick to the way i see them individually.

anyway don't worry i want to write all of it eventually i promise!! hahaha. i just get very hung up on portraying personalities and dynamics in a way that feels right in my brain, even if something is meant to be solely pwp 😂

[storytimewithnova]

Ken not barbie

Disclamer/also trigger warning this is going to contain homphobic/toxic parents I myself don’t normally write this stuff but i am part of LGBTQ+ so i am really sorry in advance for what is going to come out of this i am writing this at 5:00 in the morning i have had zero sleep anyway on with the story

Hinata’s parents are homophobic for example his father because he is always the main one pushing the topic Keeps saying “when are you going to get a girlfriend” or “why can’t you be with that nice girl yachi from you class with him thinking 💭 sure dad a gay and a lesbian hook up i can see that going down well i have a boyfriend. God knows how many times he wanted to scream that at them then he had an idea he message Kiyoko

Private messages between kiyo and hina

Kiyoko:hey sho whats up

Shoyo: hadn’t said anything yet

Kiyoko:i know whats up

Shoyo:my parents are being completely homophobic again they keep asking me when am i going to get a girlfriend and to hook up with your girlfriend i have Issei i need help

Kiyoko:okay way a head of you lets make a group chat

Kiyoko created a group chat

Kiyoko named the group chat ken not barbie

Kiyoko added Seijoh4 suga kenma kuroo akaashi bokuto sho yachi Mr and mrs hinata

In the ken not barbie GC

Kiyoko:before anyone talks mr and mrs hinata your here to listen the reast of you are here to help is that clear

Everyone: HaiEveryone: Hai

Kiyoko:🎶… Two little boys Met each other on the playground Just like the rest Didn't stick out from the crowd🎶

Yachi:🎶But between themeselves They knew that they were different But they pushed it down 'Cause nobody would even listen🎶

Oikawa:😮 🎶… Their parents always saying "Boy, when you grow up You're gonna find a nice lady Make sure you act tough🎶

Mrs hinata:sho what are your friends talking about

Sho:….

MR Hinata:🎶 You'll be living a life Like Barbie and ken Come on suck it up And forget this nonsense🎶

Issei:🎶… What if he wants Ken not Barbie? Why should he have to say sorry? Tell me do you even listen To all the dumb shit you're slippin'🎶

Sho:Babe I-

MR Hinata:What did you just call him

Kenma:Sir back down 🎶We can love who we want to Don't say he's not supposed to If he loves ken not Barbie He doesn't have to say sorry🎶

Kuroo:I just fell in love all over again

MR Hinata:Disgusting

Shoyo:Dad shut up

Kiyoko:🎶… No, not to you Not to me Not to anyone, anyone, anyone🎶

Suga:🎶… No, not to you Not to me Not to anyone, anyone, anyone Oh-oh🎶

Mrs Hinata:Honey is that how we made you feel

Shoyo:Honestly yes

Akaashi:🎶… Avoiding mom and dad When they're asking "Who's your girlfriend?" 'Cause Lord forbid they see His true identity🎶

Bokuto:You made your own son hate himself

Mr Hinata:As he should he is wrong

Iwaizumi:Then sir we are all wrong

Mr Hinata:What?!

Iwa: I'm Gay

Yachi: I'm Lesbian

Kuroo:I'm also Gay and Poly

Akaashi: ^

Hiro: I'm Bi

Bokuto: Bi and poly with my bfs

Suga: I'm gay

Oikawa: I'm also gay

Kenma: Bi and poly

Issei: Gay and happily dating sho

Kiyoko: Lesbian

Sho: Gay

Kuroo:🎶… His parents always saying "Boy, when will you see You'll be happy I know It's just a woman you need You'll be such a great Ken Just gotta find your Barbie Make sure you act like a man It's what you're born to be🎶

Sho:🎶… What if I wants Ken, not Barbie? Why should I have to say sorry? Tell me do you even listen To all the dumb shit you're slippin' We can love who we want to Don't say i’m not suppose to If I loves Ken, not Barbie I don’t have to say sorry🎶

Mr Hinata:You bloody well do

Mrs hinata:🎶… No, not to you Not to me🎶

Mt Hinata:Honey you are meant to be on my side here

Mrs hinata:No No not now I have learnt we are pushing our son away oh and for the record i want a Divorce i know you are cheating on me go back to the US with your whore leave me and my son alone

Mr Hinata:Fine

Suga:🎶Not to anyone, anyone, anyone Not to you Not to me Not to anyone, anyone, anyone … No, no He doesn't have to say sorry No, no He's never gonna say sorry🎶

Shoyo:🎶… I always wanted Ken, not Barbie I never ever have to say sorry Nobody is gonna listen To all the dumb shit you're slippin' We can love who we want to Don't say i’m not supposed to I’ll always love Ken not Barbie And i don’t have to say sorry To you🎶

Mr hinata is offline

Mrs hinata:I am so sorry son

Shoyo:Its okay mom you were just trying to keep the peace with dad

Mrs hinata:C-can i meet your bf please

Shoyo:Issei what do you say i think its just going to be me mom and my bartty sisters if you can deal with that

Issei:I would love to meet you mrs hinata

Mrs hinata:Tonight for dinner

Issei:Sure thank you so much for accepting me and your son

Mrs hinata: I didn’t realise what affect my husbands actions was having on him

Yachi:None of us did auntie

Suga:Never knew your dad was like that hinata

Shoyo:Yeah he would go as far as theatening me with conversion therapy just to get his stright son back i was never stright to start with

Mrs hinata:I never knew this

Issei: Sunshine we have to get ready to have dinner with your mom

Shoyo:Right thanks again for your help everyone

Everyone: your welcome shoyo/ hinata/chibi chan

And after that day Mrs Hinata was more accepting Mr hinata did go back to the US and took his side bitch with him they are now married with kids Issei and hinata moved in together and as it is also almost time for hinata to graduate the will be looking at colleges and corse together all in all the found their happiness and was finally accepted and thats all they could ask for in life the rest is just a bonus

[satendou]

i just like the idea of sleepy cuddles on the couch with iwaizumi and oikawa while we watch a movie and oikawa keeps on making comments in the background

ah some good ol’ iwaoi

you can’t help the quiet giggle that escapes you as you listen to oikawa’s loud quips above you, his fingers tightening ever so slightly where they had paused while running through it. beside you, iwa huffs, reaching up to flick oikawa in the nose— harder than necessary— causing oikawa to whine.

“you’re so mean to me, hajime! _____ do something!” he cries, poking you in the cheek.

you wave him off, cuddling closer to iwa’s chest, hiding your face in his neck. oikawa’s legs shift beneath your heads, a dramatic sigh reaching your ears when he realizes you aren’t going to be any help.

you listen to iwa and oikawa go at it above your head, trying and failing to keep the laughter from their voices, the movie going ignored for several minutes. when it finally falls silent again, iwa hums in contentment, pressing a kiss to the top of your head at the same time oikawa’s hand trails down your arm, coming to rest over your hand that’s already intertwined with iwa’s.

they can both tell you’re ready to fall asleep, wrapped up in the warmth both of them provide, snuggled under the blanket thrown over you and iwa. truth be told, oikawa is the only one with any real energy left due to the timezone difference, you and iwa only up still because his time with you is limited.

a hand trails down your cheek, oikawa watching your eyelids flutter and struggle to open, so he whispers a soft, “go to sleep, pretty girl. i’ll still be here when you wake up.”

a heavy sigh puffs against iwa’s neck, and you shift even closer, breathing evening out faster than either of them anticipated. both men smile first at you, then each other, iwa’s gaze softening as he locks eyes with rich brown.

“one day, we won’t have to worry about this,” iwa promises, and oikawa’s hand tightens over the one intertwined with yours, signaling that oikawa believes him.

“we’ll get there soon, hajime,” oikawa promises in return, letting silence fall afterwards to iwa can fall asleep too.

[slut4oikawatooru]

iwa kinda hitting different these days 🖐🏼

[lovestrucklosers-archive]

ah. fuck.

[shcyc]

¡ TRICK OR TREAT — kinktober

synopsis: sub fem! reader, tag team with the haikyuu boys + just a short drabble

cw; poly relationship, double penetration, teasing, oral (both), voyeurism

KENMA + KUROO!

they're mean, they've got you crying and begging for more, hands tied up and wrapped around kenma's neck as they fuck you at the same time, both moving at different paces inside you

your eyes roll to the back of your head at the intense pleasure, everything around you fogs up while you try your best to stay grounded and not pass out from how harsh they are

the room is filled with your cries and their panting, both eager to get you to your high

KITA + SUGAWARA!

the ones that look nice but actually aren't, not when one has his mouth on your pussy and the other is fucking your throat!

kita groans whenever you moan and tighten around his tip, all thanks to suga's ministrations on your clit, fingers buried knuckles deep inside your dripping cunt with occasional grunts to send you over the edge

they both take turns eating you out, getting a taste of you because they know they are the only ones who can get you like this — knees weak and pussy dripping like a waterfall

IWAIZUMI + OIKAWA!

these two are so fucking relaxed that it makes you extremely nervous, both just sitting infront of the bed watching as you writhe in agony with a dildo shoved in you and vibrator on your clit

you can hear oikawa laughing when you beg them to stop, to give you what you want, have them touch them the way you want them to! iwaizumi wants to give in, but oikawa stops him, wanting to enjoy the way you cry for a little while longer

until he can't takes it anymore does he and iwa moves from the chair to press kisses on your body before making all your desires come true

[koushuwu]

First Kisses

Iwaizumi Hajime x reader x Oikawa Tooru | 2,122 words | just a soft little first kiss story that may very well turn into the start of a beautiful poly relationship. she/her pronouns. use of petnames. mentions of alcohol consumptions.

The bass was pumping in the room next to the kitchen where you stood with your two best friends, Oikawa Tooru and Iwaizumi Hajime. Okay so maybe not just best friends. You might like the both of them a little more than that, but they didn’t know that, and they didn’t need to know that. Hajime had his phone in his hand when it happened. Leaned back against the kitchen counter on one side of the room, while you were leaned against the other. Tooru’s eyes widened when he noticed someone moving towards the kitchen from the main sitting room where the party was raging. His attention snapped to you.

“I need you to kiss me, like right now.” Tooru exclaimed stepping closer, into your personal space. Not that you minded, you were usually always close. You’d been the kinds of friends to be very physically close since you were kids.

“What?” you asked and laughed a little to hide the blush that threatened to creep up across your face.

“Now, my ex is coming this way!” you could literallt see the panic and haste in his eyes. Something his ex would definitely notice too, if she got too close. Maybe it was the alcohol in your system, or maybe it was just because you really just wanted to, but you grabbed a fistful of his shirt.

“Okay,” you grinned at him and pulled him in. The little sound that escaped him had you chuckling against his lips. As startled as he may have been at first, it only took him a moment to recover. His hand slid up into your hair as he deepened the kiss. Moving even closer. His body was against yours and your hands were trapped between the two of you, placed flat on his chest.

“She’s gone,” Iwaizumi’s voice sounded. Reluctantly Oikawa pulled away, pecking you on the lips just once more for good measure. Your gaze flicked to Iwaizumi who was still standing against the opposite counter, eyes fixed on his phone. You looked back to Oikawa with slightly swollen lips, as he looked out the door, where his ex was indeed nowhere to be seen anymore.

“Shit. Thank you so much, Love, I’m sorry,” Oikawa started, and for a moment you felt your heart clench. Right. You was just helping him. “I don’t know what I would’ve done without you! No one has my back like you do,” he cooed and despite the heavy feeling in your chest, you couldn’t help bit smile at him and shake your head.

“Really? Not even your precious Iwa-chan~” you asked mocking the way Oikawa always whined the name of our shared best friend.

“He would never—”

“Yes I would,” Iwaizumi cut Oikawa off, scrolling on his phone. Hajime glanced up from his phone before looking back down at it.

“Wait what?” Oikawa asked, utterly stunned. And you couldn’t stop the soft laughter rippling from your throat. “You would?”

“Of course I would.” Iwaizumi shrugged as if it was nothing. “We’re best friends, plus you’re hot. So why wouldn’t I?”

“Prove it,” You found yourself saying, before you even consciously considered chiming in.

“Okay,” Iwaizumi said, shrugging once more and quickly locking his phone. He shoved off of the counter and slipped his phone into his back pocket, stepping up to Oikawa, who had suddenly gone a shade paler than normal. A smirk formed on Iwaizumi’s face when he took the last step, reaching up and slipping a hand into Oikawa’s hair.

“Iwa-chan, my hair,” Oikawa all but whined, but Iwaizumi’s lips just stretched wider.

“Shut up,” he told him, but his words lacked all malicious intend. “This okay?” Hajime asked when he pulled Oikawa into him.

“I—” Oikawa gulped. You could see it on his throat. “Okay,” he breathed, hands coming up to settle on Iwaizumi���s biceps.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” Iwaizumi pulled Oikawa even closer by the hair, wrapped his other arm around Oikawa’s middle and pressed their lips together.

You felt my own smile grow wider as you watched Iwaizumi confidently sliding his lips across Oikawa’s. As you watched him swipe his tongue across Oikawa’s lower lip, and how their tongues danced. Maybe you should be ashamed for gawking at them at this moment, but you weren’t. Maybe that was also the alcohol, but you weren’t the least bit ashamed or awkward. You watched them, and your grin blew even wider when Oikawa literally moaned into Iwaizumi’s mouth. And that’s when Iwaizumi broke the kiss. Grinning just as wide as you were from watching them, down at Oikawa.

“Damn, Hajime, looks like you practiced a lot since that time we kissed,” you told him, half in awe and half teasing. Iwaizumi turned his head and shot me a wink as he stepped back from Oikawa.

“Of course I have,” Iwaizumi grinned. “I promised you I’d make you swoon with my kissing one day, didn’t I?”

“I didn’t think you’d remember that. Or that you’d actually want to uphold that promise,” You laughed back, it’d been a silly promise but it seemed like you weren’t the only one who’d remembered the words he’d said to you that day when he had had his very first kiss. With you. With anyone actually.

“I don’t go back on a promise, Pretty.” Iwaizumi’s tone was serious and you knew that it was true. He really never backed out on a promise. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Oikawa looking from Iwaizumi to you and then back. “You know that,” Hajime said. He saw it too, there was no doubt about that.

“I’ll look forward to it then,” You told him. Only half joking.

“Wait, wait, wait!” Oikawa broke in, finally seeming to have regained control over his voice. “You two kissed?” He was in awe, eyebrows drawn together as you and Hajime watched him.

“Stop that, your forehead’s going to wrinkle,” Iwaizumi scolded. “And yes,” he added nonchalantly. It wasn’t that big of a deal. Except it was. For the both of you. Because it had been a big deal. Iwaizumi had confessed his feelings for you but you had both agreed that the time wasn’t right. “She was my first,” he then added, and Oikawa’s jaw dropped.

“And where was I during all this? Why haven’t I kissed any of you before now?”

“You didn’t ask,” you said and Iwaizumi shrugged.

“I’m asking now!?” Oikawa’s eyes were wide as he looked back and forth. His lips pursed into a little pout and his arms crossed over his chest.

“For more kisses?” Iwaizumi asked and eyed up our shared best friend, a grin plastered on his face, and he took a step closer to Oikawa, who in turn took a step back, flush deepening.

“Yes!” Oikawa exclaimed before even thinking about what Iwaizumi had said. Then his eyes widened even further, if that was even possible. Hands grabbing at the hem of his own shirt as he scrambled to save face. “I mean no— Yes, but that’s not what I meant. Where was I? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Like she said. You didn’t ask.” Iwaizumi shrugged.

“I actually thought you knew,” you told him and shrugged as well. And you really did. Thinking back, you had never actually talked about it, but somehow you had just expected him to know. To sense it somehow. “I guess it never really came up.” You grabbed onto the counter behind you and hoisted yourself up, planting your ass on the tabletop.

“This is actually unfair,” Oikawa whined.

“What? That we kissed?” Iwaizumi lightly swatted Oikawa on the side of his head. “You kissed her too, dummy!”

“Yes, but you never told me,” Oikawa went on, tipping from one foot to the other. He didn’t even moan about his hair or how Iwaizumi was being mean for hitting him, and that’s how the both of you knew for sure, that Oikawa was out of it. “And now you’ve both seen me kissing, but I haven’t seen you kissing yet, and that’s not fair—”

“I’m sorry, are you pissed because you haven’t seen us kiss?” you interrupted.

“Yes!”

“What?”

“I don’t know,” Oikawa sighed. You could see him trying to collect himself. He wasn’t mad, but something was nagging him for sure. Iwaizumi and you both watched him and waited for him to speak. And when he did, his voice was calm again. He’d collected himself. “I just— We’ve always shared everything, and I somehow feel like I’ve missed out on something here.”

“Because you haven’t seen us kiss?” Iwaizumi raised a brow at Oikawa.

“Yes.” Oikawa nodded resolutely.

“You want us to kiss?”

“Yes.”

“Right now?”

“Yes!”

“Okay.” Iwaizumi shrugged.

“Okay?” Oikawa took a step back, physically accentuating how taken aback he was by Iwaizumi’s nonchalant reaction to his request.

“Yeah, okay.” He shrugged again, and then looked to you. “Bug?” There was question in his eye as he uttered the nickname he’d had for you since you were kids, because even though he probably knew that you weren’t going to say no, he still wanted you to acknowledge your consent.

“Well, come and get me then,” you wiggled your finger at Iwaizumi, a joking streak to your smile, as you beckoned him closer. Iwaizumi shook his head, laughing to himself at the silliness of your actions. But then he stepped up to you, put his hands on my thighs and gently pushed them apart, making room for himself to stand between them.

“Hi,” he said, moving in all the way, your noses touching.

“Hi.” You giggled at your best friend, placing your hands on his biceps. Man, he’d already grown a lot by then, since that first time. In turn, one of Iwaizumi’s hands slid up to your hip, and he closed the gap between you. His lips fell into place against yours. They were wet with his own and Oikawa’s saliva, and they slid against yours in soft motions.

Iwaizumi angled his head slightly to deepen the kiss. You felt myself smiling into the kiss when he pressed closer. That’s when he smirked and pulled away for a second. He looked into your eyes, placed a hand in your hair like he had with Oikawa and moved back in. He kissed you like he meant it. His tongue asking for entrance that you instantly granted him, welcoming him with your own. And with a soft little whine that would have embarrassed you, if it had happened with anyone but Iwaizumi. He really had practiced, and he was really good. Nothing like the shy Iwaizumi who had no idea what he was doing. Back then he’d followed you lead. Now he’d taken the lead and damn was he leading you well.

The sound of Oikawa clearing his throat had Iwaizumi pulling back. At first he held your gaze with a tiny glint of something new yet familia shining in his eyes. But before you could really decipher it, he turned to look at Oikawa. You followed his example and there Oikawa stood, flustered and hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. His mouth opened and closed as if he wanted to say something but didn’t know what exactly.

“Yes?” you urged him softly.

“Is—” Oikawa started, face still a little flustered. “Is this how the first one went?”

“God no, we were young, Iwa’s girlfriend just broke up with him, because he wouldn’t kiss her.” You glanced at Iwaizumi whose ears were turning lightly pink. Only just a tint. “I offered that he could try it with me, so it wouldn’t be so scary next time, and that was mostly it.”

“As if it being with you made it any less scary,” Iwaizumi commented. “But I couldn’t very well pass up on that opportunity, now could I?”

“Why not?”

“I think you know why. And so does he,” Iwaizumi gestured to Oikawa who was breathlessly watching the scene unfold. Iwaizumi turned his head and watched Oikawa for a moment, seemingly searching for something before turning back to look at you. “Because I was in love with you. Still am. And so is he.” Once again, Iwaizumi gestured to Oikawa who choked down a nervous laugh.

“Not much use in denying it, is there?” The laugh finally made its way over Oikawa’s lips. Iwaizumi looked at him again.

“Well I’m in love with you too, so there’s that on out in the open.”

“What?” There was no weirdness behind the words. Simply a soft confusion. A soft, yet hopeful confusion, that slipped the attention neither of me nor Iwaizumi. And that was also the start of what would eventually become lots of talk about feeling and how and if you were to do anything about these feelings that you were all harboring towards each other.

[mrs-kodzuken]

Two lovers and a stuffie ♡

Pairing: Haijme Iwaizumi x fem!reader x Tōru Oikawa

WC: 2.4k

Genre: fluff with hints of sadness

CW: fem!reader, age regressor!reader, caregiver!haijme, caregiver!tōru, poly relationship, age regression coping mechanism, mentions of period blood/pads, when reader is regressed they use the caregiver name of “daddy” referring to iwa & kawa, strictly and completely unsexual!! stuffed animal and pacifier used for comfort by reader, switches from 1st pov to 3rd omniscient then back to 1st for plot

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"Are you ready? You can sit with me if you'd like."

Kiyoko had offered me to sit beside her on the bus. We had been invited to a week-long training camp by the Shinzen. Even Aoba Johsai would be there too.

"Sure, thanks Kiyoko." I smiled, climbing to one of the front seats with her.

I snagged the window seat, wanting to watch the stars. Knowing I wouldn't be able to sleep on the way here, I stayed up. The fear of someone crashing the bus keeping me up.

Getting into my bag, I squeezed my stuffy's arm to calm myself. Usually, I'd have time to regress, but since we're going to be somewhere else, it would be almost impossible.

Even if both of my caregivers were going to be there. I still didn't want to risk it and get made fun of.

It was exceptionally hard to have both of my significant others in a different school too. I knew they'd be working hard and practicing, and it was about thirty minutes from my house to theirs.

The entire night, I watched Coach Ukai and our adviser, Takeda, switch between driving.

Somehow, during the night, my stomach started to churn, giving me a sick feeling. I didn't bother telling anyone because it would only cause trouble.

I never get sick during car rides, so I thought that must be it. I was just car sick.

Thinking by the time morning came about, it'd be gone. Just to my luck, it got worse.

It was like pins and needles had been continuously poking and prodding my abdomen.

I had to constantly keep my face a poker face and refrain from holding my stomach. I didn't want to cause any suspicion or worry.

"(Y/n)? Are you okay? You seem quieter than usual." I heard Kiyoko ask beside me while I was walking, going to put our stuff down in the managerial room.

All the managers from each team had an entire room to ourselves since all of us were girls.

"Y-Yes. I'm fine." I gave her a painful smile, trying to tell her I was alright.

I heard a bus across the lot pull to a stop, and it turned out to be Seijoh.

"Move your ass, Shittykawa." I heard my lover's voice, which soothed me. I practically relaxed while standing because of it.

"So mean, Iwa-chan."

Turning towards the voices, I watched them both, lovingly. But I refused to go over there, despite how much I wanted to; if I did, I'd melt into their arms.

Taking a deep breath in, hoping it would soothe my stomach. No such luck.

I quickly moved along with Kiyoko and Yachi, not wanting to be left behind when they started walking.

As the day drawn on, the pains in my stomach were getting so harsh. I even developed a headache that was pounding in my skull.

It was like the world was out to get me or something.

To make matters worse, I could hardly do my job as a manager due to switching between my headspaces. It felt like my mind was breaking in half.

I had managed to stay away from the two boys, but I was noticed by almost everyone else.

My head was loopy, making my footing weird as I walked to dinner.

"Are you sure you're okay? You haven't eaten anything today, and you're not eating dinner." I heard Sugawara say to me from across the table.

It was true; I had been pushing my food around, playing with it. I couldn't even eat because of the pain.

"I'm fine; I just am tired. I'm going to go take a shower, then go to bed." I reassured them, pushing my chair back, with a forced small smile.

I didn't care if my team's eyes were watching my every move, but I locked eyes with Oikawa and Iwaizumi on my way out.

As I turned the corner, tears brimmed my eyes just a bit. I wanted nothing more than to run into their arms and have them take care of everything. To take care of me.

I grabbed my futon in the manager's room and got it ready, but decided to lay down for a few minutes. An uneasy feeling settling in my stomach.

But when my head finally laid down, I was out like a light.

My eyes shot open, and I could feel bile rising in my throat. Immediately covering my mouth, I got up and rushed to find a bathroom.

There wasn't one in the room, but I did find one down the hall. I quickly slumped to my knees and let it all out within the, thankfully, clean porcelain toilet.

Tears welled in my eyes, wanting nothing more than the comfort of my daddies. I sobbed into the toilet, my body feeling hot and the salty tears trailing down my cheeks. My sorrow filled sobs echoed in the empty bathroom.

My stomach wasn't any better; it seemed to have gotten even worse. It was to the point where I couldn't even move if I wanted to.

I lay there sobbing, heavily deep in little space, sick. Another round of bile came about, which I released once again.

My left arm was hugging my stomach as my right one gave me support to lean on. I could feel my nose becoming stuffy, which only made me cry harder.

"D-Daddy." I hiccupped and whined, wanting them to take care of everything.

Whimpers escaped my mouth as I heard the door open. I was wishing for my daddies but was met with Kiyoko.

My eyes widened, "Please don't laugh at me! I just want my daddies!" I sobbed louder, afraid my secret would be out, snot running from my nose.

Kiyoko crouched down to my sickened state and started to soothingly rub my shoulders.

"I won't laugh, I promise. Can you tell me who your daddies are?"

"Tōru and H-Haijme." I squeezed my eyes shut as another wave of pain came from my stomach.

"Will you be alright while I go get them?" Kiyoko asked, still rubbing my shoulders.

I slowly nodded, taking a sharp intake of air.

Kiyoko had fast-walked to Aoba Johsai's room. She didn't want to leave (Y/n) in there by herself, especially in this condition.

She quietly opened the door, not trying to wake anyone. Kiyoko had walked inside, but to her dismay, she found two futons empty.

Huffing a bit, she turned around, exiting their room.

When she left, she accidentally bumped into the two people she had needed to find.

"Karasuno's manager? What are you doing up?" Oikawa had asked, eyeing her suspiciously.

"I think I have your little girl in the bathroom. She's asking for you two and seems quite sick."

The entire reason Iwaizumi and Oikawa were up anyway was to find the manager's room. They wanted to check up on their little girl, who had been avoiding them all day.

When those words left Kiyoko's mouth, they rushed to follow her into a bathroom.

I looked up from my slouching spot on the tiled bathroom floor after hearing the door slam open.

My half-lidded eyes recognized the two beings. "Daddy!" I cried, wanting to be in their embrace and take care of me.

A frantic look came upon both of their faces as they crouched down to where I was.

"Sweetie, what happened?"

"Baby, are you bleeding?"

They both asked simultaneously, and I looked down at the shorts I had been wearing during the day.

The gray shorts were leaking red liquid, causing a mess on me and the floor.

My eyes widened as I looked up, my eyes tearful. I began to apologize, sobbing louder unable to control my emotions in this state.

Haijme engulfed me in his strong arms, cuddling me softly. I leaned on his chest, relaxing.

I heard Tōru ask Kiyoko for any lady products I could use. While he was away, Iwaizumi picked me up in bridal style and he got a bubble bath ready.

He cleaned me up an brushed my teeth, too. All the while, I became sleepier as he whispered sweet nothingness into my ear.

Oikawa came back with a large shirt, his boxers, and some pads.

"Here, baby," Haijme gave me a glass of water and a couple of pills.

I easily swallowed them, trying to keep my eyes open and refrain from yawning.

Tōru picked me up while Iwaizumi had gone somewhere else.

I cuddled against Oikawa's chest while he carried me to his team's room.

Setting me down softly on a futon—well, two futons pushed together. He covered me up with the blankets.

Hajime came back with my (f/c) pacifier and stuffie.

He gently set the paci in my mouth while I brought (stuffies/name) closer to me.

Both of them wrapped their arms around me. They cradled me all night, knowing that there was a possibility of us getting into trouble in the morning.

Oikawa had started running his hands through my hair, while Iwaizumi gently massaged my stomach. That was all I needed to go to sleep peacefully this time.

When morning finally rolled around, most of the team was up. Well except for Iwaizumi, Oikawa, and (Y/n), who were still sleeping.

That morning, the guys had taken many pictures of the three of them. They laughed in adoration silently, not daring to wake them up.

But as always, there wouldn't be a day that went by when they wouldn't dare let their captain and vice captain get into trouble.

So they made up excuses till Oikawa and Iwaizumi awoke. The both of them staring at your beautiful sleeping form.

They kissed your forehead and cheek then wrote a small note on each side of you.

Once they were ready, they announced that you were sick and needed to be kept in bed all day.

Then everyone got confused as to why they, out of all people, would announce that.

"What did you do to our precious manager?" said by none other than Noya and Tanaka.

"She's our girlfriend," Iwaizumi answered, unbothered.

It seems as if Tanaka and Noya had frozen their raging attack.

"Whose?"

"Both of ours." Oikawa answered with a pointed look.

It seemed as if they both decided to reflect on their life choices after hearing that answer.

Waking up peacefully this time made me feel so much better. Cuddling my stuffie, I stretched my legs out. Realizing that me being on my period wasn't a dream, I shot out of the futon.

I was scared that I had leaked while I slept.

Luckily, I didn't, but I did need to change pads. After doing my business and washing my hands thoroughly, I laid back down.

I wasn't going to get up if I didn't need to. Looking to the left, I saw a small piece of paper lying there.

How the hell did I not see that when I checked the futon?

Picking it up, it was a sweet good morning note. It was from Haijme and also stated that Oikawa's was on the other side of me.

After I had read them, I put them in a spot where I wouldn't crush them.

I had been trying to fall back to sleep countless times, but when my cramps decided to come back, that's when I got up.

I went searching through Tōru's bag for some sweatpants because I'm not walking out of this room in just his boxers.

After sliding those bad boys on my lower half, I grabbed the notes, shoving them in my pocket and put the futons away.

I had no idea what time it was since my phone was back in the manager's room. So I decided to see what we'd be eating next to tell the time.

Walking into the kitchen, I was met with the smell of soup and, to be honest, it did smell quite good.

"Miss (L/n), you're up. The staff heard you were sick, so we whipped you up a soup. Feel better soon!" The lady handed me a fresh bowl of soup, and I thanked her while moving towards the dinner table to eat.

By the time I was done, I could hear some people coming in for lunch. I guess I had mine a bit early.

Anyways, I started shuffling back to the Aoba Johsai room; I had forgotten my stuffie and paci.

Picking them up I hid the pacifier in the sweat pants pocket so no one would see it.

When I shut the door, I turned around to head towards the room I should have slept in. My hair is probably a mess right now, and I should fix it.

I was stopped in my walk when I heard someone call out my name.

Turning around, I was ruthlessly jumped on by Tōru, I could tell by his intoxicating scent I loved. He tackled me to the floor, and we obviously fell.

"Ow, Tōru! Get off!" I shouted, trying to move his body.

"But you love me!" He leaned into my body more—that is, until we heard stomping coming from the hall.

I looked up to see Iwaizumi and smirked, because Oikawa was about to get his ass kicked.

"Oi! Get your heavy ass off of her, Trashykawa!" He ripped Tōru's body from mine, relieving me and slapping him.

"Thank you." I was gently pulled up from the floor, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"That's not fair! I want one!" Tōru pouted at me, his arms crossed.

I rolled my eyes at his playful behavior but still moved to give him a kiss on the cheek.

At the last second, the sly fucker moved his head so I'd kiss his lips. Which I should have expected from Oikawa.

"Amazing, why didn't I think of that?" Hajime sarcastically said, taking my waist and kissing me.

Just as Tōru was about to make another move, I quickly stopped him.

"No, I'm going to my room and I feel much better now. Thank you." I said that and turned to finally going down the hall.

I heard them talking about how I don't have to say thank you since they are the caregivers. I couldn't help myself, though.

When I got better, everything seemed to return to normal. I even apologized to Kiyoko because I had disrupted her sleep.

She said it was fine because she had always been a light sleeper. I just couldn't thank her and my boys enough.

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a/n: this is from my book “Haikyuu x Reader One Shots” on Wattpad! I hope you enjoyed and let me know if you have any requests!

the header is made by me, please like/reblog if used <3

[readerinsertz]

They Couldn’t Wait | Oikawa x Reader X Iwaizumi

Rating: Explicit, MDNI, 18+

Genre: Poly Relationship

Word Count: 4.K

Warnings: 18+ Content MDNI, afab!reader, mostly gn!reader though ‘domme’ is used to refer to reader twice, mixed!reader, poly relationship, Dom!Iwa, Switch!Oikawa, Sub!Reader, Top!Iwa, Bottom!Oikawa, Bottomish!Reader, F x M x M, light BDSM, Anal sex (male receiving), come eating, oral sex (female receiving) handjob, praise kink (male receiving), size kink, vaginal fingering, creampie (male and female receiving), riding, poly, cunnilingus, nipple play (female receiving), scratching (males receiving), hair pulling (male receiving)

You walk into your shared apartment, a sigh of relief escaping your lips at finally being home. Your lectures had been long and work had been tiring. All you want is to watch a, preferably Disney, film; snuggle with your boyfriends and have some food. Speaking of boyfriends, you scan the small flat you three rented, hand on the wall to keep balance as you toe off your shoes. You don't see either Iwaizumi or Oikawa and you pout a little. Once your shoes are neatly on the shoe rack, you head over to the kitchen to pour a drink but you freeze as you pass the sofa, your ears picking up a faint noise. You abruptly change course and march to your bedroom. The closer you get, the louder the moans become and you have more than a faint idea what's happening behind the closed door. The doorknob is cold as your hand wraps around it, wrist rotating to open the door and peek into the room.

Sure enough, both of your boyfriends are naked on the bed. Oikawa is on his back, both arms above his head, held there by one of Iwaizumi's. The setter's back is arched and his head is tipped back onto the mattress in pleasure, mouth open to let out another moan as Iwaizumi thrusts deep inside of him. You can just about make out the tear tracks along his cheeks. The smaller male is leaning over him his other hand gripping Oikawa's left hip tight. It slides down to cup one of the two muscular thighs that are wrapped around his waist, pulling it higher so he can watch his hard dick disappear into Oikawa's hole.

"Huh, seemed you couldn't wait for me." You alert them to your presence, leaning on the doorframe as you watch Iwaizumi fuck Oikawa. The setter jumps at your voice, head turning so he can speak to you. A high keen falls out of his plump lips instead as the man on top directly hits his prostate. Iwaizumi grins at you and you're fairly certain he had known you were there.

"(N-Name)-chan," Oikawa pants, words slurring as Iwaziumi continues to pound into him. The sight of his blissed-out face is enough to make you bite your lip, your pants beginning to get damp. Your eyes rake over his chest, seeing the multiple love bites and hickeys that your lover had left on him.

"You joining us or not?" Iwaizumi asks, like he isn't also fucking the daylights out of Oikawa. The setter whines as Iwaizumi slows down. The man tuts and rolls his green eyes. "So needy," he tells the male underneath him before his eyes turn to you. You've pushed off the doorframe and are making your way over to the hot males. He smirks, eyes roving up and down your body and tells you in a husky voice, "strip."

You tear your clothes off as quickly as possible, not trying to make it in any way sexy. The small flame of arousal that had been ignited at the sight of them had grown into an overwhelming need to have something in you. Once on the bed, Iwaziumi lets go of Oikawa's arms so he could grip both of his hips instead; you throw a leg over Oikawa's waist so you're straddling him. The setter looks up at you with tears in his gorgeous brown eyes and whimpers at the sight of you. You send him a soft smile and leans down, your hair falling around the two of you in a curtain. You're quick to press a kiss on his lips. They've swollen from him biting them to keep the noises in. Both of your hands slide up his chest to cup his jaw as you kiss him. Oikawa's mouth opens almost immediately and your tongue slips into his mouth. The kiss soon becomes sloppy and you hear Iwaizumi groan from behind you at the sounds of your open-mouthed kiss. He's shallowly thrusting into Oikawa, wanting to partly tease the man and also watch you two make out. It wasn't a well-kept secret he loved watching you two do anything from kiss to fuck.

You pull away, nipping Oikawa's bottom lip and then trail your lips down his neck. The right side has fewer marks on it and you proceed to gently bite the skin, tongue soothing the skin after each one. Your hands softly move down- you smile when you hear Oikawa giggle at the ticklish feeling- your left hand resting on his front so that your fingertips just skim his collarbone whilst the right pinches his nipple. Oikawa bucks into the touch, a low whine coming from his lips. You raise your head from sucking a hickey into the column of his neck and notice that his hands haven't moved from where Iwaizumi must have placed them earlier. Long fingers curl into the mattress cover, the duvet having been kicked down to the bottom of the bed before you arrived.

"You can touch me, Tooru," you whisper. Before the permission completely leaves your lips, his hands snap down to clench into your hips, long fingers digging into the fleshy tops of your buttcheeks. You moan at how large his hands are and over the fact that there will most likely be bruises there tomorrow. You feel Iwaizumi press his chest against your back and you almost groan, loving the feel of his muscles against your golden skin as

Iwaizumi pulls you into an aggressive kiss, his mouth claiming yours easily. All you can do is whine, your right hand reaching out to snag the hair at the back of his head and press him closer to you as you let him dominate the kiss. He pulls off, eyes scanning your neck for a second before his head descends and he places a harsh bite on his chosen spot. He presses a quick kiss on it and then moves to add another mark.

Oikawa writhes under your thighs, wanting one of you to give him something. Iwaizumi hasn't stopped his small thrusts but it is not enough to give him much pleasure nor are your bites and he can feel himself slowly drifting away from the edge that the other male had brought him to. The setter's eyes are glossy, lips open and panting as he bucks up. Your fingers glide down his abs to his waist, your fingernails scratching him a little. Oikawa jerks at the pleasurable pain and you wear a smirk as you watch ten red lines appear on his flesh; your smirk falls though when the male behind you trails his hand up your side to cup your breast. He squeezes it and you let your head fall back onto his broad shoulder, eyes falling closed as he pinches your nipple.

"(N-Name)... Ha-Hajime... Please," Oikawa whines. You turn your head to Iwaizumi, breath hitching as his teeth lightly nip at the area where your neck joins your shoulder.

"What do you think? Should we let him cum?" You ask Iwaizumi, voice dropping into a purr. The man hums into your skin and you would smile at the ticklish sensation but your attention is drawn to Oikawa who is rutting up, the tip of his dick rubbing against the curve of your butt. Your right hand falls from the back of Iwaizumi's head to just above Oikawa's hip to help you balance whilst your left hand drops behind you to take his erection in your hand. Your thumb smears the bead of pre-come that leaks out of his slit and you begin to jerk him off. Oikawa keens at the pleasure but it's cut off when the muscular man behind you wraps his larger hand over yours and stills your movement.

"(Name), please. Please. Just.. gah," Oikawa begs. A small bottle is placed into your hand and you glance over your shoulder to see that it's lube. Your eyes flick to Iwaizumi and he grins encouragingly at you. You shuffle a bit, hushing Oikawa who's lost the ability to speak coherently now, and rise a little. One finger flicks the bottle open and you manage to a bit clumsily drizzle it onto your first three fingers. A huff escapes your mouth as Iwaizumi drops the hand that had been squeezing your breast so that he can hold onto both of Oikawa's hips. It's through your knees, that bracket Oikawa's sides, that you feel Iwaizumi begin to fuck Oikawa again as the body beneath you moves at the force behind each thrust. A lubed finger slides easily into your pussy. You're aroused enough that there's no resistance for the first two fingers but there's a slight burn when you slip the third finger in. Normally it's you in Oikawa's place so your thinner, smaller fingers don't give you the same stretch or pleasure as the two volleyball players manage without fail to give you. You know from experience you need some prep before you take either one's dick and this is especially true now since you haven't had much foreplay but you're too impatient to wait much longer. Oikawa's not the only one who likes his sex with a slice of pain.

Iwaizumi is quick to grab your hip to still you as you raise to kneel, about to sink down on Oikawa and bury him to the hilt in your pussy. Both you and Oikawa groan at him. He glares at you and you shut up. The man lets go and grabs the lube, pouring a generous amount over Oikawa's dick. The man bucks into his fist as Iwaizumi makes sure he is slick enough for you and to reprimand him, the spiker squeezes the base of his cock. It has a grumble tumbling out of the pretty male's lips but he settles down. You discreetly roll your eyes at Iwaizumi's actions, not wanting him to see and punish you; he was always the responsible one during sex. Thankfully he doesn't stop you when you hold Oikawa's cock and guide it into you. Your breath leaves in a drawn-out sigh as you lower yourself until you're resting on Oikawa's lap. His hands squeeze your hips again but he doesn't take control and bounce you up and down on his cock as he'd usually do.

It doesn't take too long before you and Iwaizumi find a pace that works, him thrusting in every time you raise. Judging by the way Oikawa's gasps and mewls increase in frequency, it is a good rhythm. His eyes are half closed like he's not sure if he wants to close them fully and revel in the pleasure he's finally being given or keep them open to watch you pleasure yourself on his cock. To him, you look like a Goddess, each breath coming out in a short pant; your tanned breasts bouncing and sweat dripping down your body. His fingers clutch at your hips and he jerks up, seeking

Placing more weight on your left palm, the fingers of your right hand curl into his hair and push him forcefully into your cunt. The pleased moan he gives sends vibrations along your wet lips and you tug him up by the hair so he concentrates on your clit. His expert tongue soon has you moaning loudly, alternating from rapidly flicking your clit to slowly circling it, all the while the two long fingers in you continue to thrust and curl, massaging your g spot and sending bursts of pleasure through your body. Slightly precariously, you shove your second hand into his hair and try and pull him even closer to you. His mouth encloses your clit and sucks simultaneously sliding a third finger into your cunt. You moan in delight at the stretch and begin to move your hips, feeling yourself beginning to peak. Oikawa renews his efforts at sloppily eating you out. His tongue paired with his fingers are a gift like no other and, with the combined clit and g spot stimulation, you orgasm with a wail.

Oikawa doesn't stop his tongue from flicking your clit and while his fingers remain buried in you, they don't move. Your pelvis spasms at the aftershocks of your orgasm, made even stronger from the small break you had had after Oikawa came. He slurps up all your juices and it's only when the pleasure dips too much into being painful that you finally pull him up from between your thighs. He darts up and places his lips against yours. Your head tilts instinctively as you lick his lips, not caring that his lips are shiny from your fluids. Your hands wrap around his shoulders as your tongue meets with his in his mouth. You pull him closer wanting to taste the combined flavours of you and him. The taste lingers only slightly but it's enough to have you moan.

"Alright, you two." You pull away from Oikawa as Iwaizumi finally make his way back to you. He has at least two, perhaps three, wet clothes in his hand. You're unable to reach out and grab one as Oikawa takes that time to bury his face into your chest. Automatically you wrap your arms around his head, dragging your nails along his scalp and coo down at him. His arms loop around your waist, back arched in order to lay on his legs with his face in your chest. To save him from the back pain he will undoubtedly have if he continued to stay in that position, you roll over, managing to take him with you. Once on your sides, he snuggles into you more, moving down a little so he can press his head against your stomach. Whenever he comes down from subspace, Oikawa preferred the softness of a female over the hard body of Iwaizumi. Your hands never stop carding through his hair as you try your hardest to comfort him and make him feel safe. Iwaizumi kneels on the bed and begins to clean Oikawa. He looks up at you but you shake your head, not wanting Oikawa to feel trapped if Iwaizumi decided to lean over him to clean you.

You stay like that for a while, Iwaizumi sitting behind Oikawa whilst he curls up to you. You know when he begins to resurface as he flops back up to rest his head on your chest. His eyes stay close as he peacefully breathes. It's when his fingers begin to trail up and down your back, getting dangerously close to the beginning of your butt, that you know he's out of his submissive headspace. You pull back but his arms lock, preventing you from leaving. You sigh and give up, looking up to Iwaizumi instead.

"So, what happened to him?" You ask, a curl of anger clinging to your voice. You can be extremely protective of Oikawa, especially when he goes into his subspace as it is when he feels the most vulnerable. Having dated the male for such a long time, you know he tends to fall into the need to be absolutely wrecked when he begins to doubt his skills. It normally happens when someone insults him and his insecurities boil over. It's something that you try your hardest not to happen. You love Oikawa and don't want him to feel insecure at all.

"Nothing," Iwaizumi tells you fondly, look down at Oikawa with a rare smile. "He just needed to let off some pent-up steam."

"You'd make a good domme, (Name)-chan," Oikawa tells you, looking up from where his head rested. You pull a face at that, which has both males laughing.

"I'd rather walk a mile on lego than be a domme," you confess. The only reason you had been able to do what you had done with Oikawa was because you had known what he would have wanted, having often been in his place. Oikawa chuckles, burying his face into your breast as a yawn overtakes him. Iwaizumi takes it as a sign that he's finished coming down and crawls so he can drape his body along Oikawa's. The brunet whines as his childhood friend pulls him up the bed with his strong arms (it has both of you swooning) so he no longer has his head in your chest. You wiggle closer to the two, arm draping across Oikawa's side to rest on Iwazumi's side.

"Y'know, we should shower first," Oikawa te

[captain-hawks]

Pls pls pls pls can you do a threesome with Mattsun and Hanamaki based on them being in a poly relationship with you?

(say less, i'm so so very here for this<3<3<3)

messy

issei matsukawa x f!reader x takahiro hanamaki

c: 18+ only, smut, teasing, fingering, unprotected p in v, double penetration in one hole, creampies, semi-public sex

SPICY SLEEPOVER WEEKEND — THREESOME EDITION!

“You guys are gross.”

Issei’s lips pause against yours at the sound of Oikawa’s petulant voice, his tongue briefly caressing the swell of your bottom lip before he breaks the kiss to turn his head to the side.

“Like you haven’t kissed more people than you can count,” he counters, reaching out and flicking his friend on the nose for good measure. 

“It’s not that,” Oikawa scoffs. “It’s…whatever the hell all of this is.”

As if on cue, Takahiro shifts slightly from where you’re sitting in his lap, his fingertips curling in a soothing motion against the bare skin of your thigh—rucking up the hem of your sundress a little more indecently than it already is in your current position. 

“Stop acting like you’re some goddamn prude, Shittykawa,” Iwaizumi grumbles, returning to the table with a round of drinks. 

There’s a tickling sensation against the inside of your other thigh, and you pinch Issei’s side. He huffs, regretfully giving up just as his fingers brush against your soft cotton panties. While your lower halves are mostly hidden beneath the table, Oikawa still narrows his eyes suspiciously when your breath hitches in your throat as Issei grasps your hip instead, smiling innocently while he snaps the waistband of said underwear.

“Iwa came over once,” Takahiro shrugs, Oikawa’s eyes going wide as Iwaizumi chokes on his drink.

—

“You’re both shameless,” you chide as the three of you make your way to Takahiro’s car afterward, only to find yourself pressed up against the passenger side door, your hips trapped in Issei’s warm grip. 

“What did you expect when you decided to wear this tonight,” he murmurs, pressing a hot, open-mouthed kiss to the back of your neck. 

The way you gasp and arch back into him is—admittedly—not the best course of action if you’re not planning on getting fucked here and now in this deserted, dimly lit parking garage. 

Resting his elbows on the hood and staring at you with a smile that’s equal parts endearing and mischievous, Takahiro just shrugs.

Well, it was this dress that sent the three of you tumbling over the edge you’d been dancing on for years, after all—when you were a little too tipsy to think better of jumping into a pool while wearing it at a party last summer.

(An evening that turned into a very long night as you opted to crash on the couch at their apartment after, rather than suffering through the long train ride home in a wet dress.

A very wet, suddenly very translucent dress that hugged every dip and curve of your body as you stood in Issei’s room, arguing that you couldn’t put him out by taking his bed. 

The dress had found its way to the floor as your bickering turned to making out, which in turn found his head between your warm, damp thighs, tongue lapping at your folds. Takahiro had barged in, unknowingly, and somehow ended up with his mouth plastered to yours as you whined and moaned against his lips until you came all over Issei’s face.)

“You’re the one that said you wanted to date both of us,” Takahiro grins as Issei nudges you toward the front of the car.

There are probably fucking cameras in here—though you’re too pent up at this point from their teasing all night to really care.

Takahiro’s touch is gentle yet firm as he takes Issei’s place, body folding over yours as he bends you over the hood of the car. Fuck, he’s so hard.

You don’t have to reach between your legs to know your underwear are soaked by now.

The hem of your dress is pushed upward, bunched around your waist as your panties—and the arousal now slowly beginning to drip down the inside of your thigh—are on full display for both of your partners.

You know it’s Issei’s hand that reaches out to drag your underwear aside, the specific way he drags two large, callused fingers through your slick folds a dead giveaway. A soft, keening little sound tumbles from your lips, despite your attempt to bite it back in this treacherously echo-prone environment. 

Issei knows you’re holding back, he can see it in the trembling of your thighs, the way your fingertips drag across the smooth paint on the hood of the car. 

Takahiro’s body heat seeps into yours as he brings his lips to your ear, “Don’t think there’s an easy way for us to fuck you at the same time here, do you mind if we take turns?”

Though you eagerly nod, cunt clenching in anticipation at finally being filled, you’re not expecting the way they carry out their plan—back and fucking forth. 

Literally.

For all the ways you’ve fucked them, there’s something absolutely filthy about this—the way Takahiro’s the one that spits on your pussy for good measure, only for Issei to be the only to plunge inside.

And yet he only stays for two thrusts before Takahiro’s gripping your hips and pounding into you instead, twice, three times.

Then Issei’s cock sinks back inside of you, your cunt spasming and contracting around the back and forth switch between his girth versus Takahiro’s length. You can hear the lewd splash of arousal dripping from your greedy pussy onto the pavement below.

Takahiro’s hands slide down the straps of your dress, your tits spilling out and pressing against the cool metal of the car’s hood as he buries his shaft in you balls deep, groaning about how fucking tight you always are for them.

You want to sob at how empty you feel when he pulls out, a little delirious on how badly you want both of them inside of you at the same time right this very goddamn second—logistics be damned.

Somehow, in between your incoherent, begging, pleading moans each time they ruthlessly swap (having cast any worries about the echoing parking garage to the wayside), Issei seems to get the hint and shuffles the three of you around until your hips are wrapped around his waist, Takahiro’s hands supporting your ass.

And then they’re both somehow plunging inside of your fucked out hole, Issei’s mouth a searing caress against your lips as he swallows down the rising volume of your cock drunk moans. Your cunt greedily takes them both in, dripping a fresh wave of slick arousal as you feel the way both of them shudder and groan at the sensation of their dicks rutting against one another within the tight, slick squeeze of your pussy.

You turn your head to kiss Takahiro, the spit-slick meeting of your lips nearly as filthy as the squelching sounds from between your legs that follow each of their rhythmic, deep thrusts.

When you come, you’re thankful for the steady, strong grip that keeps your trembling limbs in the air while they both fuck you through the tidal wave of pleasure that washes over you, your arms and legs useless in the shuddering aftershocks that radiate through your abdomen and your quivering pussy.

“Where, baby?” Issei pants, sounding just as close to his climax as Takahiro and his now sloppy, inconsistent thrusts.

It’s probably not the best idea, what comes out of your mouth, given that you’re in a short little sundress and have to sit perched on a leather seat for the drive home.

And yet—

“Inside, inside,” you gasp, fingers buried in his hair. “Make a mess.”

Takahiro groans in pleasure,  “Fucking hell.”

You’re not the one that’ll be stuck cleaning the seats tomorrow morning, anyway.

“Fuck,” Issei gasps, slamming his cock in to the hilt at the same time as Takahiro, warmth flooding your insides as they simultaneously fill your cunt to the brim with ropes of thick, hot cum, both staying lodged deep inside of you until your tight hole finishes milking them dry.

Just as they’re carefully putting you back down on the ground—Issei fixing the straps of your dress back over your shoulders as Takahiro flattens the skirt of your dress—there’s a familiar, indignant cry from somewhere off in the distance,

“This is a fucking PARKING GARAGE, YOU HEATHENS!”

spicy sleepover masterlist

[ketsueki-writes]

hiii :))

Haikyuu

Oikawa and Iwa ((poly)) for the aftercare event? Yandere pls and thank uuuu

ᴀɴ: ʜɪɪɪ! <333 ᴏɪᴋᴡᴀᴢᴜᴍɪ ᴜ ꜱᴀʏ? ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇꜱᴛɪɴɢ~ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ɪ'ᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ᴍʏ ᴍʏ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴀᴜᴅɪᴇɴᴄᴇ ɪꜱ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ꜰᴏᴄᴜꜱᴇᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅꜱ ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴍʏ ʜQ ᴀᴜᴅɪᴇɴᴄᴇ ꜱᴇᴇᴍꜱ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰʏ ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ. ᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ꜱᴇᴇᴍꜱ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ. ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʙᴏᴛʜ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ

ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴏꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ, ᴅᴜʙɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴄᴏɴ, ɢɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ꜱᴍᴇx ꜱᴄᴇɴᴇ, ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴛᴇᴀꜱɪɴɢ, ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰʏ/ᴄʜɪʟʟ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀᴄᴀʀᴇ,  

the three of you breathed heavily, panting as iwaizumi pulled himself from you, hands still gripping your thighs as he did. oikawa looked down at you from where he sat on his knees beside you, his hands holding his cum tipped cock where your mouth had once been. 

“see? that wasn’t so bad huh~” oikawa said, hand slinking under your chin as he forced you to face him, hair messy around his head as he leaned down, pressing a kiss against your lips before you could respond. he pulled back, eyes looking into yours before he turned his attention to the handcuffs on your wrists, your hands still shaky in front of you as iwaizumi moved to get the key. 

“letting them go so quickly?” he asked, iwaizumi moving back between your legs as he unlocked the cuffs. “don’t be so mean now,” he responded to oikawa, moving forward as he pressed your chest to his, turning his body so you sat on his lap as his back laid against the headboard. 

oikawa moved behind you, hands running down your back as his voice coos in your ear. “oh come on darling, your wrapping around him like he’s the only one you care about, i’m not so mean.” he said. you leaned your head back a bit, resting it against his shoulder. you knew better than you just ignore his whims. 

“are you feeling okay?” iwa asked, hands rubbing your waist as oikawa moved closer to him, trapping you in a cuddled embrace. 

but you couldn’t lie, it felt amazing. 

contrast with the roughness of the event before you relaxed, your muscled tense no longer as iwa rubbed the sore parts of your body meanwhile oikawa pressed kisses to your skin. you leaned forward as oikawa’s lips trailed kisses down your back, back up before he made his way to the back of your neck. 

“you know we love you right?” iwa added, rubbing the back of your head as you leaned against him. “you know i love you more~” oikawa cooed behind you, making you giggle a bit as he walked his fingers up your sides. you couldn’t believe you were actually relaxing around the two, the two who took you. it seemed like some weird fever dream. 

“you know he’s a liar” iwa added, a bit of a grumpy tone coating his now before you laughed a bit louder. he couldn’t help the subtle smile that crossed his lips as he pressed a kiss to your cheek. 

you felt so warm, so safe- 

nothing so bad could feel this good, right? 

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[iwaasfairy]

pls my mind has been plagued w seijoh 4 🤧🤧🤧 i just want to be their lil sweetheart (read: brat) whom they dote on (read: devour) <333 if u are feelin it miss fairy can u give us something indulgent with one or all of them 🥺

tw poly, daddy, brief mention of weed, someone calls you pup, just sub/dom stuff <33

clover i hope you know i really love this so much i'd just write a whole 200 p essay about this idea i hOPE YOU KNOW I HAD TO cUT MYSELF OFF sO HARD

contains iwaizumi, mattsun, oikawa and makki x fem!reader

“What do you think?” Issei’s thumb is pressed right on your bottom lip, refusing to let you suck it into your mouth like you really want to. Instead he’s turned towards Iwaizumi, loosening his tie as he waits for a response.

Though Iwa’s cheeks are a little flushed, they always are when you’re any modicum of naked in front of him, he barely does anything to respond, and stretches his leg out wider to give you some more room on the couch. Mattsun clicks his tongue, you whine, and Iwa ignores you both.

He takes a long drag from the red-glowing dart poised prettily between his lips though, as you study the curve of his neck and the sharp lines of his chin, his nose, the way his long, dark eyelashes make his eyes appear softer. Then he hands it over to the one basically hanging off of the couch, his head dangling off the edge, face almost as pink as the strawberry blond hair that is now drooping every which way.

Makki doesn’t say anything, just uses his free hand to grip the blunt as his other squeezes your interlaced fingers a bit harder. You don’t know if you’ll get much out of him tonight, something that makes you smile, nuzzling your face further into Hajime’s thigh. This he doesn’t ignore, trapping your cheeks between his fingers to make them a bit pudgy, and leaning down to press a long, lazy kiss upside down onto your lips.

It’s gone too quick though, and you are quick enough to keep him near by wrapping your arms around his neck. “Please, daddy,” you whisper against his lips, catching the tail end of his low giggle at your pitiful attitude. They joke about how needy you get, but you’re fully aware there’s not a shred of truth out of place there. You can’t help it. Issei’s fingers trail lazily over the exposed part of your chest, before dragging the flimsy top down to bare your tits.

It’s a little cold, but not for long. A hot mouth descends onto your nipple, giving it a mean bite that has your hand grabbing at his hair. Thick, dark curls tight between your fingers when he doesn’t let go, but instead soothes the pain with his soft tongue. The smacking sound is enough to have Hajime pulling away from you for the show, one of his hands gripping your other tit with a groan. “Fuck.”

“Ah-” there’s the fourth voice, soft and honeyed as he cracks open the door a little further, “I should’ve known you two wouldn’t wait.” The tall brunet stands and waits for any kind of reaction, before clicking his tongue. “Don’t you look awfully comfy, baby? You enjoying that?” Tooru’s soft smile is enough to have your entire body warming, if it wasn’t already for the greedy hands that roam the expanse of your skin.

Easily dragging over every soft curve, ridding you of the obstructing fabric a bit too eagerly. You hum into it when Tooru kneels down to kiss you, a sweet, champagne-y taste slipping from his lips. His tongue melts to yours, making you feel like cotton candy, all light and sugary and floaty.

Until Issei suddenly yanks your legs up over his shoulder to remove your panties, making you giggle into the kiss. When Tooru pulls back, you can’t help but glare a little at Issei’s self-satisfied grin. He doesn’t give you anything to complain about though, shirt already gone as he paws at your now exposed cunt, swiping his thumb through your wetness a few times. “As much as I’m enjoying this,” you sigh, reaching out to worm your fingertips along Hajime’s thigh under his boxers, “I’d enjoy it more if you took this off.”

Hajime lifts an eyebrow. “Please, daddy?” Someone groans, then Makki’s lifting himself up to start shedding his own clothes, face red and eyes blown out.

“Why’dyou always have to say it like that. Gets me hard as fuck.” He nudges Tooru aside to squat and grip your cheeks much like had been before, only this time his hooded eyes focus on the way you let your tongue drop out. “That’s our pretty, little pup.” He collects some spit on his tongue, before letting it drip into your mouth with a grin, gripping himself through his pants. “That’s it, I don’t need this anymore.” He hands the last of the blunt to Tooru, who promptly puts it out, as if seeming to come to the same revelation. “Got a better way to destress.”

Tooru’s the one to make the first new mark, an obnoxious hickey right above your left breast, before kicking off his pool shorts and letting his hardening cock hang between his legs for you to whine for. Not that he cares much, too busy leaving sloppy kisses along your tits and belly.

“Does it involve me getting my pussy filled?” you pout, trying to fight against Iwa’s grip on your wrist where you’re trying so desperately to free his hard, no-doubt glossy flushed cock from his boxers. Issei slowly forces a second finger deep into your slick pussy with the tip of his tongue between his teeth, fucking his thick fingers ever so lazily into your sensitive walls. He makes your thighs clench with a little kiss to your clit, before looking up between your legs and meeting your needy gaze.

“If you get to begging, maybe.”

[geronimowrites]

Seijoh 4 x GN! Reader Imagine

18+ | MINORS DO NOT INTERACT | Age in bio

Imagine being in an established poly relationship with the Seijoh 4, who constantly bully their little crybaby SO just because they love their reactions. I can see Maki and Mattsun ambushing you out of nowhere, one of them grabbing you and holding you still while the other dumps ice cubes into your underwear. They’d both hold your arms afterwards, watching as you tried and failed to squirm away from the ice, not releasing you until it all melted <3

Then imagine Iwa and Oikawa coming up to you during random parts of the day while you’re at home, one of them pulling you into their chest, making you think they’re just going in for a hug. That is, until the other quickly strips you of your pants and underwear, leaving you bare and running away with your clothing. You could whine and cry all you wanted, but they wouldn’t give them back until you’d bent over for them, showing off your dripping parts and hole all prettily exposed just for them to look at and use <3