#bokuto x fem!reader

[hxltic]

imagine bokuto f-ing you so good from behind

you’re laid flat on your stomach, where he has two large hands digging into the small dip of your back. He’d already fucked you out, so now with every dragged curl of his hips, it feels ten times longer. He’d go slow before increasing speed.

Sweat is dripping down your body and wetting your hair. He does that lopsided full grin of his and brushes his own sweat droplets from his forehead, before shifting weight completely to his palms and slamming down almost fully parallel to your body. You were pinned. Your walls tugged against the length of him, massaging his cock in a way no fist can. You were tight but so fucking wet, and with every slap of his forgotten balls you get closer and closer to what,, your 4th orgasm?

“H-ah fuck! Oh m’god Ko-”

The bed rocks with every roll, your chin slowly falls with the weight of your head, and your eyes droop inconsistently. You start to mumble to no one into the covers.

“Mmph, fills s’gud,” you’d whine.

“Just hold out for me alright baby? You’re takin’ it like a fucking champ.”

He adjusts one hand to disperse along the whole portion of your back, allowing him to grab one arm and fold it into his hold. He copied the movements for the other while your hips naturally rise. You, him, and the bed bullied the supporting wall together, causing scratch marks of dark grey to stain it. With the loss of cognizance, you didn’t notice how he wasn’t as horizontal anymore, but was pressed more on his knees. The strength he even has to do that is insane— and honestly, you wish you could admit it—but you were too distracted by the slight upward angle this entailed.

If your eyes weren’t rolled back, they were now. Your jaw hung slack when they first shot wide, portraying on your face the exact feeling of ecstasy that ran through your veins. Bokuto noticed how you became stagnant for just a split second. Idle, even.

You then shivered and shook as you sporadically pushed your hips back in an escape. Of course, this was futile with no arms.

“H-Oh my fucking god Kotarō,” your voice was higher than he’d ever heard it.

He just roughed you up towards him, grabbing you by the fat of your ass connecting to your hips, and slipped himself back in like nothing happened. When you tried to wiggle away, you successfully got him to let one hand loose, but the consequence was that one shoulder was on the bed and the other wasn’t, so now your neck was craning to look at him by the side in doggy.

Thrusting into you in a new position where there was nothing left of his dick to see, you could’ve screamed. There was no buildup or anything, he hit the same spot about twice a second, but you were out of energy. In this moment he sacrificed speed for power. With a mindless, animalistic groan, you pushed against him from inside and came. The mixed-haired man smiled once white started to peek out whenever he thrusted. Your ass stained red along with your tightly held wrist.

So you laid there and took it all instead, half mentally here and half not. He only laughed that boisterous laugh from behind you and forced your hips down. They’d ricochet off, then return with momentum. It was hot and wet, a lewd scene with your mixed sounds and his loud grunts. And you know when Bokuto wants something, he goes all out.

He knew you knew the safe word, and he knew you knew when to use it; therefore, he’d fuck you until you could barely think. You loved it.

He’d taunt, “You tryna run away?”

“Hummph”

“sorry babe, what was that?”

“n’mm.”

“close enough.” he concludes breathlessly.

[satorisoup]

⌗ 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘, 𝐁𝐎 ! ⁝ ( ᰔ )

— timeskip! koutaro bokuto

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ﾉ fluff. one mention of pregnancy (facepalm). bokuto seems to be a bit forgetful.

𝐖𝐂 ﾉ 833

the blinking bedside lamp reads 7:00am, september 20th. it’s your husbands birthday today, and you’re sure he’d love to sleep in after all of the training he’s been doing. you snuggle closer into the radiant heat beside you, enjoying the morning silence before the events of today, until you’re not.

you’re abruptly interrupted by none other than your husbands loud, rather obnoxious alarm. it dings and shouts, and bokuto moves to slide out of bed with a groan.

perhaps he’s just going to the bathroom.

you wait patiently for his return, until about 15 minutes go by and your hair is swept away from your forehead, a pair of lips replacing it.

“… kou ? ”

bokuto seems almost upset with himself that he had woken you. unbeknownst to him, you had already been awake, lying down in confusion.

“ crap— i’m sorry baby. im off to practice, kay ? ”

your eyes shoot open at that, only for your worries to be answered, bokuto was indeed dressed in his practice uniform, gym bag swung over his shoulder.

“ what ? kou— you don’t have practice. they canceled it for today, didn’t you know ? ”

he reels back, almost distraught with the pout that adorns his face.

“ huh ? why would they cancel practice ?! i was supposed to help shoyo learn my cross-shots ! ”

“ because it’s an important day ! why wouldn’t they do that ? you want to practice today ? ”

“ what’s more important than that ! did i forget an anniversary ?! ”

it hits you at the same time the morning sun rises, your lawfully wedded has forgotten his own birthday. you mentally want to facepalm at bokuto for his forgetfulness, so incredibly eager to practice, but you’re dawned with the humorous fact that this is just so him.

and maybe it wouldn’t hurt to play along for now.

you’re now at the grocery store to buy food and some treats, beer and cake, for the birthday party you had planned at your house tonight. bokuto, the birthday boy in question, strolls beside you absolutely oblivious. maybe by now he’d of caught on.

“ what do we need a cake for ? ”

or maybe not.

you’d already sent a text to everyone invited tonight telling them of your current situation, and all agreed to act completely casual until your husband would eventually come to his senses.

you’re now preparing food, cutting up slices of prosciutto as atsumu pops a grape into his mouth.

“ you married n’ airhead, y’know ”

and yes, you do know, you’re sure of it. bokuto suspected absolutely nothing from the friendly visit of his teammate, and nothing by the arrival of 10 more of his closest friends.

perhaps akaashi’s arrival would make him suspect this is definitely more than just a regular get together, considering akaashi is usually never able to take a break from work for these kinds of things.

there’s a loud slap heard from a hand colliding with akaashi’s back, and bokuto’s bright smile is in view.

“ man, did all of you miss me or what ? ”

or perhaps not.

there’s a gift pile that grows with the more people that show up, and bokuto doesn’t even realize it until it’s practically overloading the table.

“ what’s with all the gifts ? ”

he stands next to you, glancing at it once, twice, before his entire face pales and drops into one of pure shock.

this is it. you’ve got him.

“ oh my god— is this a baby shower ? babe— are you pregnant ?! put that beer down ! ”

after you reveal that you are in fact not pregnant, you can tell that bokuto’s visibly becoming more confused and skeptical. his brow is quirked up into a questioning arch, and his arms are crossed over his puffed chest.

not one single person has cracked into spilling the so called “ secret ”, and you decide that your husband truly doesn’t understand what is going on.

kuroo then sits bokuto down into a chair, holding his shoulder as all of his friends gather around. he’s unable to see you in his linesight, only viewing the many cameras that are now pointing to him.

“ is there something on my face ? ”

and it’s not until you round the corner, holding tightly to a cake with candles and setting it down in front of him, that you let it slip.

“ happy birthday, bo. ”

the cheers that erupt from his friends and the kiss on his cheek from you is all bokuto needs for his face to form into a wide smile, blowing out his candles in a final realization as he bellows in a loud laughter.

“ whoops ! happy birthday to me ! ”

no, you didn’t even have to plan a surprise party, because being married to bokuto koutaro is a surprise in it of itself.

[xfgpng]

he always needs to be inside you. you both try to be productive when you’re spending time together even when you have so much to do.

it usually starts off okay. he just wants to be closer to you so he’ll sit beside you while you both work but then his hands start to wonder and you tilt your head to the side to give him access to your pretty neck.

and GOD, you smell so fucking good that he can’t resist even if he did try and he doesn’t. he never does. he just wants you.

all.the.time

“just a little bit more baby please” he groans, his voice sounds so whiny and desperate that you can’t help but let him have his way with you. it feels so good and you love the power you have over him.

“fuck” he chokes out, “you make me feel so good baby, so fucking good”

|| eren, gojo&bokuto

[mayumiiyuu]

Please please do a bokuto smut 🙏🏻🥰

a/n: no bc u have no idea how actually in love I am with this man

18+ Content MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

timeskip!bokuto x reader

warnings: size kink, daddy kink, slight breeding kink, defos not proofread haha

Bokuto Koutarou is just so big—in every sense of the word. His personality is big, he’s constantly in the spotlight, fans adore his bright and engaging persona, just so irresistible in the way he’s basically sunshine incarnate. He towers over you too, his hands are almost twice your size, something you discovered when you did the cutesy little flirting technique when you first started dating by measuring both your hands; his physique is something many people desire or envy.

Though of course, there was always something more to Bokuto. He’s supportive, endlessly and excitably so, he takes care of you like no one else does, he treats you so well.

But god—was it easy to love him for his size, especially now with him balls deep inside your weeping cunt.

“fuck, baby, look at you, taking me so fucking well.”

He says as he places a hand atop your lower stomach, a bulge forming from his absolutely massive size. You can’t count how many times you’ve already cummed from his prep on you alone, fishing around his tongue and fingers as he prepped your tight hole for his massive fucking cock.

Bokuto is easily excitable, sex with you is no exception, so just as he bottomed out inside you, he spared no time ruining your sloppy pussy with each thrust. Suddenly, you feel yourself being flipped around and hoisted up, so that Bokuto’s hands gripped the back of your knees as you sat on his lap, pistoning in and out of you with rapid speed. You felt drool slip out of your mouth as you felt the tip of his cock practically kiss your cervix in this new position.

“this okay, baby? god—fuck—so pretty for me, so fucking good to me, letting me do whatever I want—shit!”

Another thing to love about him is simply how strong he is; years of training did him well, his body sculpted and arms defined from all those endless practices that had busied him for a long time. In fact, he had just come home from practice that day, and missed you terribly—determined to show you just how much he did. The conscious part of your mind marveled at how strong he actually was with how he was fucking you with reckless abandon in a full Nelson, no less, legs folded so that nothing could obscure him from fucking up into you; while the other bit that was lost in the pleasure he was giving you begged for him to make you cum again.

“h-hah—Kou! s’deep, daddy, so fucking deep inside me.”

You catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror across from the bed you were currently fucking like rabbits on, the fucked out look on your face, your hooded eyes, made you feel somewhat embarrassed from how much of a slut you really were for this man—but this embarrassment was quickly washed away as you looked down to see his thighs flex with every motion, the veins on his hands more prominent now as he gripped you roughly. he looks up for a moment, and catches your eyes through the mirror, which made you quickly avert your gaze.

he smirks, hoisting you up and closer to him so that your back was pressed flush against his chest. “oh, don’t go all shy on me now, princess. tell daddy how good you’re feeling.” with that, he thrusts up especially brutally into you, earning a loud moan from your mouth.

“s’good, daddy! such..hah..such a fucking slut for your cock daddy, s’all for you.”

he chuckles breathlessly before you feel yourself practically being thrown off him and onto your back on the bed, before he plunges his thick cock back into your cunt, hoisting your legs up on his shoulders as he presses his lips against your chest, sucking harshly at the tender skin.

“good girl. gonna be good for me and let me fill up this pussy with my cum, huh?”

[springsmile]

thinkin abt needy yan bokuto who takes ur virginity for the first time

bokuto who roughly possesses you— takes your jaw into his hand and (with a bruising vigor) presses his lips to yours. there’s a momentary dink of your teeth meeting, before his tongue is acquainting itself with yours. slick and warm, mapping the expanse of your mouth.

your protests muffled—your head is immobilized but trembling with the effort to shake your head, recoil.

“cmon baby, wanna make you feel good.” he’s pleading, the sound floating into your mouth and you’re choking on its sheer saccharinity.

“you want this, i know you do.” your inner thighs are pulsing at the cupping of his impressive torso. it’s a hamstring stretch in itself. even worse, his fingers maneuver around the dampened lace of your panties and tug them aside. they’re sticking to the side of your labia, and the sensation has you responding viscerally.

his next movement is unceremonious. his thick and coarse fingers plunge inside of you— the pads kissing the sides of your walls, and nicking that spot—your eyes bulge, mouth glistening and agape in a soundless cry.

“see? look how wet you are.”

if you had the capacity, you’d be gritting your teeth, but your only outright means of defiance was a breathy gasp, “b-bokuto, stop.”

he pulls back from the countless open-mouthed love bites he’d carefully worked into your neck (glowing red, incomplete circles, shining beautifully), and tilts his head.

“but i don’t want to.”

it doesn’t sound malicious. it doesn’t even look like it. but it’s petulantly dangerous. more so, he wants something, and what he wants is wrapped up in his hands. he has unparalleled strength to covet it, so it’s his. you’re not going anywhere.

he can’t even understand why you’re begging him to stop.

the tempo is incomprehensible, absolutely nonsensical. you hope his fingers cramp—the strokes keep evolving. shallow, quick, slow, deep and curled. bokuto presses his lips to your ear, so warm and wet, the same stimulus expressed by every inch of your skin. he’s panting, mewling like it’s you who’s torturing him.

“please, please let me eat you out, princess. god, please. i need it.” he’s near whimpering. it’s downright pathetic. “we’ll feel so good. i swear, i swear baby. please.”

you can’t even breathe.

his head is lowering to that precious, sensitive space between your thighs, lips closing around your nervous nub. your hands leap to his hair, fistfuls gathered in each, and you’re pulling. you can’t figure out if you’re pushing him away or keeping him in place. his tongue scales the side of your clit, and with hollowed cheeks, he suckles tightly. air-tight, and pulsating under the muscle.

callouses are petting your sides, his fingers twitching as they reach the valley of your breasts, before climbing to your nipples. he’s pinching tightly, rolling them between his forefingers and thumbs with a passion akin to the same extended to your cunt.

a strangled gasp scratches your throat, you’re vibrating at the stimulation, and as soon as he releases the bud with a reverberating pop!, something so balmy and intense rips open at the pit of your stomach. chest heaving, you ride the high with fabric-clad fists.

he’s still slurping, varying between tantalizing kitten-licking to full on fucking you on his tongue. every part of bokuto was fucking jacked and graced by boggling strength, the bruises left on your tits and your thighs weren’t as jarring as the force behind each thrust of his tongue.

his head retreats unexpectedly, and you’re fervently grappling at this moment of reprieve— but before you can suck in much needed mouthfuls of air, he’s pressing his sticky tip to your hole. precum and your slick smears and trickles onto the sheets, yielding a sickening solution of lust. its warmth intermingles with that of your sweat, frigid with dread, leaving your skin crawling and begging to be satiated more than before.

you jerk, fear tightening your joints as your eyes snap open, “n-no, wait!”

your hips creak under his grip, and when your gaze languidly meets his, you’re resigned, blinking back tears of desperation. he’s not humping your leg all needy and pleading anymore. he’s not entertaining your begs or pleas of yield. he’s not begging or pleading with you anymore, either. he’s gonna take you. but don’t worry!! he’ll make you feel real good <3

[eydi-andrius]

Headcanons of Bokuto Koutaro being in a Relationship

- Loves back hug and kissing your cheeks to greet you when he sees you

- Will make sure he showered when you told him you hate being hugged or touched when he is sweaty

- People will always wonder why he never talks about you when he is playing volleyball but he respects your wishes for your relationship to be private

- If you're wearing glasses, he’ll hold it for you if you wanted to wash your face, he make sure not to touch the glass

- Will give you a wide grin every time he sees you waiting for him after a game

- If you have a pet, will absolutely spoil your baby, but you will always be your pet’s favorite which makes him sad at times

- If you have a dog, and your dog one day decided to sleep beside him, head resting on his leg or lap, he will silently scream and takes thousands of photos of them

- If you love eating snacks, he will make sure to buy some after a game or a practice before he come home

- Not a bouquet kind of guy, but he will always buy stuff he thinks you will love or looks cute on you

- Loves to take selfies to update you

- A type of guy that if you feel uncomfortable wearing your cloth, even if it is a crop top, will not hesitate to exchange what he’s wearing and play with it

- If you have an argument or just a misunderstanding, his whole team will chat you up because he would just stay in the corner, dark clouds looming on his head

- Will most likely initiates holding hands and kissing

- His wallpaper is you wearing a pretty dress or overall just being a cutie

- Will always have time for you and update you about his whereabouts even if you don't ask

- Will purposely wink in the camera, if he knows you're watching an interview of him

- Weirdly enough, Bokuto gets jealous easily especially knowing that he spend most of his time in court than with you

- Your parents will probably love him

- If you have siblings, they will probably love Bokuto more than you lol

- Thinks you're a goddess even if you don’t shower the whole day and hair is a mess

- If you're suffering from period cramps, he would place his huge hand in your tummy, knowing it is warm and comforting for you

[real-hot-grl-shi]

nah cuz… 🤭🤭

Y’all gotta hear me out js a lil 😢

[snazzyturtles]

“Innocent”

bokuto x f!reader, nsfw, mdni

bokuto kotaro’s biggest fan catches his eye, and he decides he has to have you

wc: 7.1 k

tw: strangers to lovers, virg reader, anal tease, titty sucking, mating press, unprotected, creampie, implied squirting, bd/sp, bokuto is VERY straightforward and confident while reader is a blushing mess, pet names (klutz, sweetie, darling, baby, little fan), bokuto likes teasing sO much, he bites you like once but it’s not bad

thinking back on it, you could have never imagined yourself in the place you are now. what started as tagging along with a friend to a random volleyball game one weekend slowly turned into a hobby. a habit. one you couldn't shake off or ignore, because you just kept feeling like you needed more, and one team filled that want.

the msby black jackals were an amazing team, filled with wonderful athletes that were great at what they did. hinata, atsumu, meian, kiyoomi- they were all incredible. you were a big fan, loving to watch them compete. but one player intrigued you the most- bokuto kotaro. he was an astonishing player, and while watching their competitions, you couldn't keep your eyes off of him. for more ways than one. 

after the game, you walked down and greeted him while he was walking away, meekly asking him to sign your shirt. he was cheerful, happy to see that someone admired him after the game. 

“of course!” he chuckled, “didn't know I had such gorgeous fans.” he gave you a friendly wink.

your breath caught, heart fluttering in your chest. did he really just say that?

“i... ah... th-thank you.” you stuttered out, a blush spreading your face fast.

he chuckled softly, “oh, you're very welcome.” his cheerful expression turned into a flirty smirk.

“and what's the name of my favorite fan?” he smiled.

your blush got somehow even deeper, ducking your head down so he wouldn't see your flustered face.

“… y/n,” you replied, low and quiet.

“y/n, such a gorgeous name.” his voice was smooth but playful.

you went stiff, almost forgetting to breathe. bokuto kotaro was complimenting you?

“i see we got a shy one?” he smirked.

“i... well…” you took a breath and looked back up at him. your voice was shaky. “n-not normally... i just-“

his expression was a playful grin, he looked at you in the eyes while speaking.

“oh what's this? you got a crush on the ace?” he chuckled softly.

lifting your head, you stared into his golden eyes, slowly nodding.

“i... um, yeah…”

his eyes widened and his voice became soft.

“o-oh well in that case, would you like to go get dinner after this, sweetie?” he smirked. “i think my favorite fan has just landed a date.”

your eyes flew open. his words caught you by surprise, not expecting that response.

“w-wait what? are you serious?”

“of course i’m serious. a beautiful fan like you couldn't be alone on a special night like this, right?” he chuckled confidently, looking you in the eyes- his voice was sweet and smooth.

“but... but won't you be busy? it's after the game, you have interviews and other fans to meet…”

he chuckled and stepped closer. “i’m willing to spare some time for a loyal fan.”

he grabbed your hand, his expression was cheerful. “i’ll pick you up in an hour then, how does that sound?”

you nodded your head quickly, “that sounds great.”

you gave him your phone number and address, suddenly so excited for what was about to come.

———————

the hour passed quickly and there was a knock on your door. it was bokuto, dressed in a button-up shirt and slacks, his hair was neat and his eyes were sparkling. he bowed.

“good evening, y/n.”

your voice caught in your throat as you opened the door to your apartment. you whispered under your breath, “i... i didn't realize you were dressing up.”

he chuckled. “i have to look nice for my fan.”

you were standing in the doorway, wearing the jersey he signed earlier and shorts that you could barely see underneath. you were dramatically underdressed in comparison to him.

“um... make yourself at home, give me one minute i'm gonna go put on something better.”

when his eyes widened as he noticed your attire, his voice became a bit raspy. “oh, um… alright, sure.”

he stepped aside and sat down in a nearby chair to let you change. you blushed deeply, then practically ran to your bedroom to put on better clothes.

you were rushing so much that when you went to tug your shorts off, you tripped and fell on the floor, hitting the wall and yelping loudly.

bokuto heard the sound of you falling and came running in, his gold eyes darted around and they focused in on you.

“y- y/n?” his voice was shaky, he seemed concerned.

“are you okay?” he started cautiously walking over towards you. “i heard a shriek and a loud sound, are you hurt?”

“ow.” you said under your breath, gritting your teeth as you rubbed your knee. “i'm sorry bokuto, i tripped when i was changing clothes & hit my knee-“

mentioning that was all it took for him, and he immediately bent down and picked you up. bokuto held you in his arms as he examined your injury.

“this is definitely a bruise, you'll probably also have a bit of a limp,” he frowned.

“you hit your knee on the wall?” he looked at the wall and back to you. “how fast and how hard did you have to trip to do that?”

you covered your face with your hands, turning into his chest to avoid looking at his face. you were embarrassed.

“i was trying to change pants and it got stuck on my ankle, then i slipped… sorry i'm a bit of a klutz.”

bokuto sighed. “what an adorable klutz.”

he chuckled and looked down at your face, his eyes were sparkling. “you could use some ice, but i have a better idea.” he smiled flirtatiously and started walking to the kitchen.

“I'll cook you dinner, makes it a bit easier so you don't have to do much. how does that sound?” he gave you a gentle pat on your head.

“b-but... you came here all dressed up... you made plans for our dinner tonight...” you looked down at the floor, avoiding looking at his face as he held you. “i'm sorry i messed everything up.”

he chuckled and kissed your forehead. “there's no need to apologize, you can't help being silly sometimes.”

he placed you on a chair in the kitchen and started cooking. it was quiet for a while when bokuto spoke again.

“hey, y/n. can we talk for a second?”

you looked up at him from where you were sitting, a bit confused about his question. “yeah, what is it bokuto?”

he looked at you for a solid 30 seconds before speaking again.

“do you like me?” he paused for a second, “like, like like me?”

he said this awkwardly, his facial expression was that of embarrassment mixed with hope.

a blush crept down your body, spreading further in your embarrassment.

“i....” squeezing your eyes shut, you blinked and then looked up at him.

“yeah, i have, for a while now. i was one of your biggest fans for a reason, and now all that's happening tonight is kinda firing it a bit more.”

bokuto let out a sharp breath and turned around. he definitely wasn't expecting that answer. he grabbed a cloth to wipe his hands and face. his expression was one of happiness, excitement and surprise. “oh wow, really?”

he chuckled happily and his eyes were sparkling, a bright smile appeared on his face. “i-i thought you just liked watching me play volleyball, but no, you actually like me?”

you quickly nodded your head.

“that's kinda why i've been so awkward tonight... doesn't help that i fell while getting dressed, and so now i’m sitting in an oversized jersey & underwear while watching you cook.”

bokuto chuckled and approached you, taking off his button-up shirt to reveal a white t-shirt underneath. he placed his shirt on your shoulders and smiled.

“here, wear this, it'll make you look a bit more... presentable.” he smirked. “and as for you, you are an adorable klutz, it's just part of why i like you.”

as he laughed and went back to cooking, you felt his shirt on your shoulders. his warmth was radiating against your body.

you blushed when he turned away, tugging his shirt tighter around your shoulders. “you think i'm adorable?” 

then you realized what he said.

“wait... you like me?”

bokuto was stirring the contents in the pot when he heard your question.

“hm?” he turned and looked at you with surprise. “oh, i was supposed to not admit that, huh?” he was smiling cheekily. “i like you a lot.”

your blush somehow got even deeper. “but-but we just met for the first time tonight? right?? or...”

then your mind clicked, and a shock wave passed over you. you went to almost all of the msby games, always wearing his jersey number. he was bound to recognize you from that.

“do... did you recognize me from the other games?”

bokuto's expression became that of a flirty smirk.

“yeah, how did you get such perfect seats every game?” he chuckled.

“i always saw you, so adorable in your cute little fan outfit. i couldn't help but recognize you.” he walked over and sat next to you, putting his arm around your back. “so... how does being my girlfriend sound?”

“i... what?” your head snapped to look at him, you were confused and low-key freaking out.

“you-you want me to be your girlfriend? but we just formally met for the first time tonight, bokuto.”

bokuto's flirty expression and playful smirk returned, “yes i do.” he put his hand on your shoulder and looked you in the eyes, his voice was soft.

“if you think about it, we kinda have been dating for a while. we would both make each other's hearts skip a beat when we were at the games together. and we always wanted more of each other.”

he was so close up to you, breathing right onto your neck. his voice was soft and sweet.

“i…” your voice was caught in your throat, you couldn't think of what to say. his actions and words were throwing you for a loop, and it almost didn't feel like reality.

“t-that’s not dating though… that’s lusting over somebody-” you cut yourself off in the middle of your sentance, because while yes, that was what he did, that’s what you had done too.

bokuto was so close to you, his eyes sparkled, and you swear you could hear his heart beating. he was holding your shoulders, his voice was whisper-quiet.

“i know this is all a bit sudden... but you looked so beautiful tonight, so I thought…” he kissed you on the cheek. “why wait, right?” he chuckled.

bokuto put his arm around your waist, pulling you to his chest as placed you on his lap. “now you're where you belong.”

you stared into his gold eyes, with an expression of fright and yearning combined. you hesitantly nodded your head, slowly leaning closer to him.

he smirked in a flirty and teasing way and kissed your lips softly. “you're mine now, aren't you?”

you whimpered, wrapping your legs around his waist as you sat in his lap. it all felt like a dream. nodding your head, you whispered against his lips, “i'm yours.”

bokuto's eyes widened, wrapping his arms around your back. “well aren't you the bold one?” his voice was full of excitement and happiness.

“i guess this also means you want a more ... personal show after dinner...” his eyes became that of a flirty smirk.

you stared into his eyes. you had a rough idea of what he was implying, but you wanted to hear it from his mouth directly. “what do you consider a "personal show?”

bokuto looked directly at you and his tone seemed serious, his voice was soft and sweet. “my favorite fan...” he gave you a gentle kiss on your lips.

“you're getting a special show tonight... a one-on-one performance from the ace himself,” he chuckled and smiled, “just for you.” his voice was smooth and it made you blush.

you squirmed from his words. “can't wait.”

bokuto smirked as he stood up, lifting you with him. he started carrying you to the bedroom. “well, my dinner's ready.” his voice was flirty and his eyes were shining.

he made a beeline to the bedroom and locked the door, carrying you to the bed and placing you gently on it. you stared up at him, scared and excited, waiting to experience his next move.

bokuto bent down and gave you a sweet kiss on your forehead, his eyes were that of a flirty smirk, and his voice was soft.

“you're too gorgeous to not get a special show from the ace...” he placed your hand on his chest, staring down at you. “so, i should let you experience the ace in every way tonight.”

looking up at him, your breath was growing heavy in anticipation for his actions. he was being vague, and it made you both anxious and turned on about the idea of what might come next from him.

he started moving his hands to the bottom of his shirt, his eyes were sparkling with excitement as you watched his hands creep under the hem. his voice was soft and sweet. “you'll understand soon sweetie...”

you held your breath as you watched him peel his shirt up and over his head. he had quite possibly the most chiseled chest that you had ever seen. defined abs you traced with your fingers, and big pecs that looked like they could double as pillows.

when you touched his body, your cold hand became warm from his body heat. he chuckled as he threw his shirt onto the floor behind him, not caring where it landed. his bare chest was in front of you, and his arms looked like they could crush someone.

“so, what do you think of the ace's physique?” his eyes were glistening and his voice was teasing as he waited for your reaction.

“gorgeous.” you whispered, staring up at him while your fingers lightly trailed the crevasses of his muscles.

his pectorals were huge, your eyes immediately drawn to them. so defined and sculpted, you had secretly loved watching them as he played for as long as you could remember. but before you could only see the impression of them, this was your first time seeing them this close, in person and bare. he noticed you staring at his pecs. he was quite proud of himself for his physique, and he raised his voice while laughing.

“i'm glad you like them that much, you'll have the chance to see them a lot closer,” he chuckled and sat down next to you. “now you should get comfy. i'll give you a second to get rid of that shirt and i'll start the show.”

you stared at him, your breath catching in your throat from his words. you couldn't move. you didn't know what to do, your body still in anticipation, waiting for his next actions.

bokuto looked at you with a flirtatious smile, the corners of his eyes sparkling and his expression seemed one of happiness and excitement. he put his hand on your thigh, his voice was soft and sweet.

“i can help you get that off if you wish,” he smirked and his expression showed that he was enjoying your surprise and fluster.

your eyes wide, you stared into his and slowly nodded your head. “o-okay. thank you bokuto.” you whispered out, feeling on edge from not knowing what he'd do next.

bokuto gently took the shirt off of you, loosely holding onto the bottom hem as he lifted the jersey up and over your head. he stared down at your body, looking at your beautiful, smooth skin and you heard him give a subtle gasp of air in his chest.

he smirked, “you never wear anything underneath, do you?” he said with a soft and teasing tone.

your eyes widened. you had almost forgotten about that. your cheeks started burning deep red from the blush spreading. 

“i... not sometimes...”

you heard him snicker. “so that's why I see your chest bouncing so much when you jump in the stands at my games.” bokuto gently traced your collarbone with his fingertips.

“and i always thought that was how you were trying to get my attention.” he chuckled. “my lovely little fan, wearing nothing beneath her msby jersey... who knew?” he was smirking at you and his voice came out almost like a whisper. you could see how much he liked seeing you blush.

your breathing was shallow, unsteady- you were more flustered than you could have imagined possible for the night. the star you’d had a crush on for years was now sitting in your bedroom, both of your shirts off, and he was complimenting your chest?

bokuto put his mouth close to your ear and whispered into it. “is there anywhere on your body that's sensitive? or makes you feel flustered? I want to find every spot.”

he said it in a low voice as his mouth was close to your ear, making you shiver. you snapped your head to look at him, without thinking of your actions before you did them. your mouths pressed together, and your eyes widened when you realized what was happening.

bokuto kissed you and pulled you really close, his arm around your back and a hand in your hair. the kiss was so passionate and it felt like your heart was beating a mile a minute.

bokuto broke the kiss after a few seconds and leaned back. he was breathing heavily and blushing.

“i… i'm-“ he cut you off before you could apologize for your mistake.

“no need for apologies. i liked it.” bokuto chuckled, caressing your cheek. “now, let me have you like you wanted me to earlier... a very personal show just for you.” he looked at you with a flirtatious smile. he turned away and began taking his belt off.

your voice caught in your throat. his back muscles were heavenly, making you wonder how they felt.

“b-bo?”

his voice became more quiet. “yes, my lovely little fan?”

you saw him take off his belt and he hung it off the bed frame. he was now just wearing his pants... and those pants were so tight on him. they highlighted his curves and he knew you were staring at his ass, but you couldn't help it. his ass had been one of your favorite things to watch from the stands, and now that it was so close in front of you, you had the potential to look at it in full detail. his body was literally sculpted.

it was almost hard for you to breathe with how incredible he looked, not believing that this was actually happening. “you... you look so...”

he knew you were staring at his ass and he felt the urge to tease you.

“you like it, don't you?” he smirked. “i'm glad, i'm glad you like what you see. i worked hard on keeping this body in shape for you darling.”

you nodded your head. you did like it.

he smirked and turned around, his pants making a loud noise as they hit the floor. he kept his eyes locked on you as he made his way to the bed. he looked amazing walking towards you, and you couldn't help staring at him. his muscles flexing with every step, the low lighting made him look gorgeous. and then you looked down…

you noticed his lack of pants, and what was in their place. a set of grey boxer briefs, tight enough that it didn't leave much room for imagination. you could see the outlines and shadow of his cock, and it made your breath catch.

bokuto smirked as he saw where your gaze went. he was proud of himself and he made it known. he knew he had your full attention. he was very excited for his little fan to have this.

bokuto put his hands on his hips and he stood still, making sure you were able to get all the time you wanted to look. he was breathing heavily and you could tell he was anxious as well by how fast his nipples stuck out in excitement. he kept looking at you, he didn't want to stop looking at you.

he looked smug, but you could tell his nervousness wasn't going away the longer you two stared at each other. you stood up slowly, walking towards him.

bokuto looked down and saw you approaching, surprised by your actions. he put his arms out towards you and was waiting for you to come closer to him, his voice was soft and excited. 

“c'mere”

as you stepped close to him, his arms closed around you, scooping under your ass and lifting you. bokuto smirked as he picked you up like you weighed nothing and he kept his arms around you. your legs were hugging his waist, your soft thighs brushing against his hips in a position that made him want to squirm. your arms were wrapped around his neck, his face so close to you that you could feel his breaths. he could kiss you easily.

“oh, you haven't fully earned that yet, darling.” his voice was flirty and he was making teasing noises. a whimper left your throat at his response, and you felt his cock twitch through his boxers under your ass. the sounds you were making turned him in, and he let out a loud groan.

“looks like you're very attracted to me,” he kissed you again. “but you want to see me more, don't you?” he kept grinning as he teased you.

“i…”

you couldn't form full sentences, couldn't speak words, couldn't think. everything he was doing to you was so much.

bokuto chuckled. “that's okay, you really are attracted to me.” he kissed you again and started leaning down to lay you on the bed. “just relax. i’ll do all the work here.”

as soon as you were laid down, he began kissing your neck and your chest. whimpers and whines escaped your mouth as he started to work his way down your neck, kissing and sucking at any skin he could find. you were sure there would be marks the next morning. when his mouth found your nipple and sucked it, your body tensed and you let out a yelp.

as soon as you yelped, bokuto took his mouth away and turned his head to look at you. 

“oh, sorry darling.” his eyes were sparkling with excitement. “is this your sensitive spot?” 

he moved his mouth closer but he didn't make contact, he just purposely breathed heavy on it. the air coming from his mouth made your skin prickle and your back arch. he seemed eager to find your most sensitive areas.

you groaned, nodding your head with your eyes squeezed shut. it was sensitive, but it felt so good. “m-more. please bo.”

bokuto smiled and his eyes became more excited from your noises. he kissed your chest again in that same spot, sucking over your nipple and biting it lightly. he seemed very happy to hear your noises of approval.

“oh, you like it, right?” he whispered the word "right" in such a soft voice, and he seemed to be looking for an affirmative answer.

you nodded your head quickly, “uh huh.” it felt so good to feel his mouth on your body, like nothing you could have imagined.

bokuto let out a content groan as he heard your moans and he kept going, his tongue making circles, mapping your skin, soft kisses across your chest and tummy. his fingers lightly trailed over the marks he made, making you shiver. he was looking for more sensitive spots as he kissed your skin.

making his way down your body, it was obvious you becoming more sensitive the further he got. when he reached your panties, he looked up at you. without saying anything, he gave a slow kiss on top of the fabric, and you let out a deafening moan.

bokuto noticed and his mouth became more soft and gentle. your moan turned him on even more. he kissed you on top of your clothed mound again, and when he pulled his head away he was blushing.

“oh, i'll just take these off.” his voice was teasing yet soft. you looked into his gold eyes as he stared at you while removing your panties. when you felt the air hit your core you gasped. he was unpredictable, and your body couldn't keep up.

upon seeing your reaction, bokuto pulled your legs close to your chest and he put his hand underneath your back to lift you. this made you two face to face, your legs squeezing around his back. his eyes were sparkling as he looked down on you.

“i think i'll give you what you want...” he smirked. he looked proud of himself, making you feel embarrassed yet excited at the same time. the new position made your bodies closer, practically wrapped around him, and you could feel his clothed cock poking at your entrance.

he noticed your body shaking, lifting closer to him with each breath, and his boxers were tightening a lot. his eyes were sparkling and he smirked again.

“I'm gonna be honest with you, darling…” he paused and you could see his confidence and pride go up. “I wore tight boxers... just for you to get to see…”

“y-you did?” your voice was high-pitched and shaky. you couldn't believe it. he predicted that you’d end up like this tonight?

he smirked as he saw your surprised reaction. “yes, my little fangirl, i wore it just for you.” he pulled his boxers down a bit and your eyes went wide. you could see his pelvic muscles, and the start of his happy trail leading to his belly button. you felt your pussy twitch in anticipation.

bokuto's voice was soft as he giggled while looking at you. “you think i like to tease a lot? you haven't seen anything yet…” a whine left your throat at his response and actions. he was baiting you for him, and you wanted more.

“please bo...”

bokuto chuckled and you felt his breath on your ear. “oh? you're getting really needy...” he looked down at you with a soft and proud expression. his boxers were barely pulled down, just to taunt you. it was so close to you that you could swear you felt the heat.

you looked up into his eyes, and whimpered, “please bo... i’ll do anything.”

bokuto smirked, “so, you want me that badly, don't you?” his voice was soft and the look he gave you was exciting and jeering. he placed his hand on your waist, the other moving to your ass, squeezing it.

“k-kotaro?”

bokuto noticed that you called him by his first name, and it turned him on even more. “yes darling?”

staring at him, another whimper left your throat as you felt his body shift on top of you, hiking your legs further up and giving him better access. “please,” you breathed out, your words barely audible and under your breath.

bokuto heard you and he smirked, “your words are too quiet, darling.” he placed his ear on your mouth and listened closely. “you have such a cute little voice though...” his voice was soft, the hand on your ass slowly moving up and down.

your eyes were squeezed shut and your teeth were grinding. his hands on you felt so good, you couldn't help it. you kept slipping down his waist from how much you were squirming, your feet playing with the waistband of his boxers.

bokuto was very much enjoying seeing you so turned on. he liked this kind of teasing a lot. your grip on his hips tightened and it made him twitch. “what do you think you’re doing there, darling?” he was biting his lower lip. in response to your teasing, he decided to do even more. staring into your eyes, he slowly lifted one of his hands to his mouth, licking his thumb before moving his hand down.

a gasp left your throat as you felt his hand travel lower, and his thumb press into your asshole. the feeling burned, not used to being stretched there, and his hands were so big. you yelped when you felt him try to move his finger, pulling at the sides and wiggling his thumb around inside a few times before removing it slowly. staring at you, he shook his head. “too tight.”

bokuto was smirking when he looked down at you. he noticed you panting, your hole squeezing around nothing. “oh...” his thumb started teasing you again, circling the rim while he looked at you intently. “your body is very sensitive here, isn't it?”

you were whining loudly. you wanted him, but he was being such a tease it was almost unbearable. “koooo…pleaseee. i-i want you in me”

he leaned in close to you and whispered in your ear, “you do?” he gave you a playful and flirtatious kiss on your cheek as he put his mouth on your ear to speak, “but... you're so innocent... it could hurt...”

“w-wanna try.. at least,” you turned your head to look into his eyes. “i want you kotaro.”

bokuto was blushing and he moved to look you in the eyes. “so... you do want me like that?” he was giggling and he looked like he was proud of himself. he moved his hands up your body as he squeezed you hips.

“i think this is your first time, right darling?” he whispered in your ear.

you nodded your head, squeezing your eyes shut. “y-yeah.” 

he chuckled and you felt his lips kissing your neck as his hands went up your body. he placed his tongue on your neck as he sucked gently, before looking back up at you.

“well... if it's for me... okay.” he caressed your cheek, suddenly sounding serious “you want me to be your first?”

“y-yes kotaro.” you stared at him, breath quick from his kisses and licks.

bokuto placed his mouth on yours as he gave you a passionate kiss for a few seconds before breaking it. “i love how you look when you're like this...” he started biting your throat and your neck to tease you and make this extra special for you. after he was proud of the line of marks he made on your neck, he sat back on his heels to look over you. 

the only fabric left between the two of you were his tight boxers, and you watched as he reached his hands into the waistband.

bokuto noticed your eyes looking at his boxers and he smirked as his voice became more serious. “oh?” he looked back and smiled. “do you have your eyes on an award?” he was teasing you and he slowly took his boxers down to his ankles.

when his boxers fell down, a sharp intake of breath escaped your throat. his cock slapped his stomach when it slipped out, and you could see it fully now. it was long, so thick, slightly curved up. his sack was fat and swollen, looking like they were filled and ready to explode. it made your pussy twitch in anticipation.

“you're... staring... aren't you, darling?”

bokuto made a teasing smile and put his hands on your chin, his head close to your face. he kept looking at you to see how you would react to his body and to his words.

you nodded slowly, then whispered under your breath, “...so big...”

bokuto was blushing from your words, catching him slightly off-guard. he looked proud but not too arrogant, like he'd been waiting for you to tell him this. he moved his hand to place it on your neck, his fingers slowly brushing along it. “what if it's too big?”

your eyes slowly drifted back to his,

“we'll make it fit.”

“oh?” bokuto whispered and he smiled again. “well, we'll see.” he got on the bed again and put his body on top of yours. his arms wrapped around your waist and he looked you in the eyes. 

“you really want it, don’t you?” he was still teasing you and he kept up the flirty smirk.

“y-yes ko...” you whined out, desperate for him. “want it so bad.”

he leaned down, suckling on your neck again. your skin was already so tender there from all the bruises he left, but he wouldn't stop. you could feel his dick rubbing on your tummy and it made you moan.

bokuto made a soft groan as he heard your words and he slowly kissed your jaw. his lips were soft and playful, he knew exactly what he was doing. he continued teasing you.

his mouth left your neck and he got close to your ear again, whispering, “do you know what comes next?”

he put his hand on your thigh and he caressed it as you nodded your head quickly, your eyes squeezed shut. you were ready.

“please ko, please”

bokuto was biting his lower lip, he wanted you to enjoy this as much as you can. his hand kept teasing your legs and his breath was filled with excitement. “then, say it to me.” he whispered in your ear.

you opened your eyes, staring straight into his. taking a deep breath, you said what you had been wanting to say the whole night.

“fuck me, kotaro”

bokuto was stunned. you really said that. he heard every word of it and it pleased him. his body was touching yours as he played with your hair.

“well... if you say it like that...” he gave you another kiss, long and soft. when your lips split, he looked back at you. “i’ll make you scream my name.” 

he suddenly grabbed your legs, hiking both of them up and over his shoulders. he had you folded in half, and you couldn't do anything but stare at him. you squeezed your eyes shut, anticipating what was about to happen next. you could feel his breath on your face.

your body was now in a position in which he could use it to his liking. you felt like you were in heaven and you were somehow even more sensitive to his touch. bokuto smiled with a proud and taunting look on his face. “you're ready, aren't you?” 

he was going to make sure that this would be a moment you would always remember.

you nodded your head, giving him permission to do whatever he wanted. 

suddenly feeling a poking at your core, you looked down to find him aligning the tip of his cock with your entrance. he slowly pushed in, your breath catching in your throat as you let out a long whine.

it burnt as he pushed forward. you weren't used to something of this size, your fingers being tiny in comparison to how thick his cock was. he was reaching deeper than you had ever been able to do, and you were mewling from the pains.

bokuto was looking at your face, panting as he started rubbing your hand. he looked worried. “i hope... i hope you like it..”

“i... i love it, ko.” you whispered between staggering breaths. it hurt like hell, but you wanted a taste of his heaven. he leaned down and kissed you, slowly and passionately, trying to distract you from the sharp pains.

“do you?” bokuto's eyes were sparkling and his voice was softer than ever now. he caressed your cheeks and kissed you again, longer than last time. “this is only the beginning, darling.”

with those words, you felt him begin to move. he started soft, pulling out until just the tip was left inside, before slowly pressing back in. after he noticed that you stopped squirming as much, he gradually started gaining a pace until he was pounding into your pussy. you could feel his balls hitting your ass with every thrust, the tip ramming deep enough that it kissed your cervix. 

his groans were constant and loud, and you could see that he was staring at you whenever you’d open your eyes.

bokuto kept looking at you. your face was so cute to him in the moment, eyes squeezed shut and mouth hung open. you could feel the weight of the tall, strong man on your body right now, pressing down to hold you in place. his lips were kissing your neck angrily again between his moans.

“ah- ohhhh.” 

“k-ko?” your breath was panting as you questioned his noises.

“oh, i know...” bokuto could see you were becoming too sensitive and he was loving it. he kept moving, snapping his hips and kissing your neck. “ah... oh... ohhhhhh.”

your breath caught in your throat with a whine, hesitating before whispering out the next words to him-

“…..m-more ko. harder.”

bokuto was breathing heavier now and you could feel his heart beat faster as he jerked his head up to look into your eyes. it was like you had him in every single way, this is the most pleasure and euphoria bokuto had ever felt. “you’re just saying that now?” his voice was shaky and his eyes glossed over. he was sweating, his head was spinning and his body was filled with adrenaline that was about to burst.

he stopped for a second to breathe and calm himself, before starting back, with more force and speed than before. he was pounding into your sensitive spots, and it made you whine louder. you could feel a knot forming in your belly, and you knew you were close to finishing.

“kotaroooo”

you whined his name out, almost as a warning to him. suddenly your pussy clenched and spasmed, squeezing him tight as you came around him. you were gushing, spraying around his cock and making a mess all over the sheets.

bokuto was smiling and he looked proud of himself. he could make you experience this for the first time, from him and only him. your squeezing was so tight around his cock, and it led him to the edge. his body began stuttering, his breathing was harder.

“b-baby i’m about to… ah..” it was almost a warning for you. “ohhhhhhh.” his eyes were closed, and he could tell he was about to finish.

his final grunt came, and a bite to your shoulder was the only warning for what was happening. his hips became faster, then suddenly stopped. you felt your center become warm, feeling him shoot his release deep in you, and heard him moan the loudest he had that entire night.

the room went silent, the only sounds you could hear were the fan above you two, his panting, and a few bird chirps outside. 

bokuto was still on top of you, caressing your face while breathing into your neck. you felt him pull out slowly, then felt his warm cum start to spill out of your pussy and drip onto the mattress. your breath caught in your throat. “i... you...”

bokuto was feeling weird, his body was shaking and he felt nervous. he didn’t mean to do that, but he tried to be brave and stay on top of you. 

“i... i made a mess...” he was blushing and it was visible on his face. he tried to cover it up by putting a proud look on his face again. “please tell me you liked it..”

your breathing was slow and shaky, trying to figure out what just happened. you couldn’t believe it. bokuto kotaro, you were his biggest fan for years, and now he had just released his cum inside you.

“i... i loved it, ko.”

bokuto’s breath caught. your words surprised and pleased him. he felt accomplished that you loved every second of that. he held a cute look on his face. “good…”

he kissed your forehead and your cheek, caressing your hair.

“now, you're not innocent...” 

he giggled at his own words. he was teasing you again, but his voice was soft and he held a smile.

you laughed back at him, he wasn't wrong. “yeah, i guess not”

this moment is like a dream for him and he just kissed you passionately again. when your kiss ended, he laid his head down on your chest, and you sat in silence for a minute before you spoke up.

“h-hey ko?”

he looked up at you, slightly confused.

“what happens to us when we wake up in the morning? you're still a big-time professional volleyball star, and i'm just a fan you picked up off the bleachers for a fun night...”

bokuto looked at you and his face went serious.

“if you want us to be nothing, then we can be nothing…” his voice was calm and his body was relaxed again.

“but...” he took a deep breath, as the thought flashed in his head. “...if you want to be more... we can be more...”

he looked like he couldn't believe he was saying this, that his mouth was speaking without telling his brain what to say first.

you looked deep into his gold eyes, took a deep breath, and then whispered, “what do you want?”

there was another long pause before he collected his thoughts and opened his mouth again.

“i-i want you… your voice, your eyes, i want it all..” he caressed your face and he had a slight nervous smile as he looked at you.

“when i wake up in the morning, when i close my eyes and i'm tired from practice, or when i want to escape the world's craziness, i want to imagine your face, your voice, your eyes. i want you with me all the time, i want you to be my love...”

you took a breath in, staring at him. your heart skipped a beat from his words. he wanted you like that?

“i... we can try that”

bokuto was looking at you and his face turned bright red. “really...?” 

it felt like his heart skipped a beat and was about to jump out of his chest.

“can i hug you now?” he was asking you, even though he already knew the answer was going to be yes.

you laughed, giggling at his reaction. “yes bo, of course you can.”

bokuto smiled happily and he hugged you tightly. it was a warm and cozy hug, him rubbing his body on yours to make it better. he sighed, and whispered out-

“i'm going to enjoy this...”

@tsukiran wanted me to tag her on this lol hope you’re happy

[forusomimiya]

@sigma-himbokuto ship & prompt: “You look so good like this” w/ Kotaro Bokuto ˚₊˚✧🦉✧˖°🌾

Bokuto is one of those guys you shouldn't play with, much less in public. A work dinner where his composure should be optimal, despite the fact that several of his teammates played the hooligan during dinner. You couldn't expect less from you, especially if Bokuto was sitting in front of you.

Your foot hit his ankle in an attempt to get his attention. He looked at you sideways, still laughing the grace to one of his companions, probably Atsumu. You didn't separate your gaze from him, not even to see that no one around would be looking. You went up his calf, again, and again, and one last time. You saw how his Adam's apple jumped up in his throat when he swallowed saliva from nervousness. You almost had it.

You squirmed in your seat, supposedly to find a better position, but in truth to reach his crotch. What a surprise when he opened his legs to welcome you. You checked around before undoing your heel, and go back again to his legs, finally resting your foot on the bulge of his cock and wiggling your toes over it and into his balls.

Bokuto wasn't easy to catch, of course not. He always had a reason to excuse himself to the bathroom and have a quick wank to get his erection down before returning to the table.

Now yep, you were going to pay for it, you were going to pay very well.

*slap*

"How many times have I told you not to provoke me in front of the team?"

*slap*

“How many?”

“Bokuto…”

*slap*

“Say it”

“Mm-many times”

"And why do you keep on doing that? Do you want everyone to see what a slut you are?" Each slap hurt more than the last, but your tears were no longer of pain, but of desperation. "Well, just look how red your pussy gets every time I spank you”

Yes, you couldn't take any more. Fifteen long minutes of non-stop spanking, and with each one, Bokuto's cock bounced with amusement under his tailored suit trousers.

"God... you look so good like this... so dirty, humping my leg like a desperate whore" the grip on your hips and a quick change of position had you sitting on his lap, your face red with embarrassment and your breath hitching in excitement. "Let's torture you some more, my love. Let's see how long you can last without cumming a single fucking time on my cock”

[1zukuz]

WRONG INITIAL !!

HOW haikyuu boys react when you don't get their initial on your nails !

INCLUDES: cussing + fluff

ATSUMU, KAGEYAMA, BOKUTO, KUROO, SUNA, KENMA, OIKAWA

lol if ur name starts with a y i apologize kuroo didn't mean it

[tsuchishima]

❀ — A GUIDE TO BOKUTO'S MOODS ๋࣭ ⭑ ❁

WARNINGS | none

GUIDEBOOK | types of bokuto's moods, problems and solutions, bokuto in conclusion (wip)

WC | 0.6k words ~ GENRE | fluff / slight crack

A/N | don't mind the way i drew bokuto.. his hair was a complicated story. also, this was very fun to write about! might add more to this in the future though. i'll be making the fukorodani masterlist when i have some time anyways ENJOY READING READER !

NOTEBOOK COVER + PAPER (visual reference)

๋࣭ ⭑ ⚝ — TYPES OF BOKUTO'S MOODS !

𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖ MOOD 1 // HAPPY managing difficulty : ☆☆☆☆☆ signs & symptoms : straightened spiked up hair, slightly widened eyes, thick eyebrows raised up, wrinkled up nose, a wide smile on display, very loud, may be laughing loudly common causes : perfect spikes, volleyball, loud cheery crowds, being praised. most used line/s : 'HEY, HEY, HEY!' notes : when he's in this mood, do not bother and just play along. it's for the best. — by akaashi

𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖ MOOD 2 // SAD [ best known as, emo mode ] managing difficulty : ★★★★★ signs & symptoms : curved down floppy hair, dropping upper eyelids, eyebrows maybe low and curled down or narrowed ones, has a big pout that only grows more or clenched teeth, saddened look, very silent, hides in enclosed spaces common causes : not being able to score, not playing in a main arena/court most used line/s : 'Akaashi ... don't toss to me anymore!' notes : managing his emo mode is difficult, but many solutions come up when overthinked. — based akaashi on X3

𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖ MOOD 3 // ANGRY managing difficulty : ★★☆☆☆ signs & symptoms : very spiky hair, eyes looking intense, scrunched up face, pouty, occasional groaning and scoffing, consistent scowling, a bit quiet most used line/s : 'don't make fun of' me!' notes : this mood barely comes up, but whenever it does come up it ends up with everyone thinking he's acting like a kid.

𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖ MOOD 4 // EXCITED managing difficulty : ★★☆☆☆ signs & symptoms : similar to mood 1 (happy), contoured very spiky hair, eyes beaming with joy—widened eyes, squiggled lips or a very bright smile, raised eyebrows, VERY loud, extremely energetic, raises his arms everywhere common causes : teaching/watching his mentee, eating barbecue, winning most used line/s : 'HEYYYY!', 'YESS!' notes : he's clearly acting like a kid this time.

𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖ MOOD 5 // GUILTY managing difficulty : ★★★☆☆ signs & symptoms : similar to mood 2 but a washed out version of it, slightly frizzled flopped hair, winced face, might be staring down, pouty, mutters about blaming himself, sighs deeply from time to time, slumped shoulders, quiet. most used line/s : 'if only i..', 'why??' common causes : messing up, when he doesn't study for a test. notes : it's obvious that he's only acting like this because of his mood but, when you hear him quietly muttering you can't help but feel bad to the poor ace. — the whole fukurōdani roster

𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖ MOOD 6 // CONFIDENT managing difficulty : ★☆☆☆☆ signs & symptoms : contoured hair, constant smirking and smiling, only one brow is raised, raised up shoulders, crossed arms, hands on his hips, slightly energetic, smug look plastered on his face, laughs loudly proud, not loud but speaks a lot common causes : being praised, when someone mentions he's the top 5 aces in the country, his mentee speaking highly of him most used line/s : '*a confident hmph!*' notes : people point out his flaws when he's confident.

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tsuchisama © — please do not copy, steal or translate.

[xfgpng]

𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 —

— : [ nsfw ] infidelity, fluff, fingering, cunnilingus, size kink, unprotected sex, pet names, mutual pining (not really angsty) + breeding kink

— : wc : 674

it was so wrong the way he made you feel. your body had tingles all over, goosebumps rising along the inside of your thighs and your arms. you couldn’t even bring yourself to feel guilty because he was willing and ready to make you feel good.

better than he could ever make you feel. you were certain your boyfriend, his best friend, didn’t even care about you during sex. he seemed more interested in getting his dick wet before he’d pass out and then get up to play his games.

“you always smell so good baby” bokuto groans, kissing your clit before sucking on it. he always did this when he was between your legs, ready to give you anything and everything you asked for.

“hurry” you pout, feeling frustrated from not being able to see him all week. you needed him so badly but he always loved to appreciate every part of your body.

“i know baby, let me have this yeah?” he grins, licking his lips as his eyes roam your bare body. he loved how beautiful you looked laid out on his sheets. “god, your body is so beautiful”

you try to cover your face, feeling overwhelmed but he grabs your wrist.

“don’t hide baby, let me see your pretty face” bokuto smiles, “don’t you wanna see me when i fuck you?”

he doesn’t give you a moment to respond, ring and middle finger slipping inside you easily. your body feels on fire, legs shaking from the intensity of his rhythm. he moves his fingers fast, enjoying how fast you’re approaching your high.

he loves watching you. you take it so well every time and he never feels bad about wanting you in anyway he can have you.

he leans down to kiss your pussy again, tongue flat against your slit as he eats you out. he loves the taste of your pussy.

he takes your hand and places it in his hair, silently encouraging you to grip. you pull a little harder than he anticipated but he moans, sucking onto your clit once more as you ride his face.

“that’s it baby, cum on my tongue” he groans, his tongue joining his fingers.

you moan was louder, legs shaking and threatening to close around his head if it wasn’t for his broad shoulders. he was just so big and it always turned you on to see how easily he could manhandle you.

he grins, lips and chin shining with your cum and you pout, once again trying to hide your face behind your hands.

“ready sweet thing?” he spreads your legs and he rubs his cock through your folds. he was so big and veiny, always stretching you out to your limit and you loved it. you could feel him in your stomach for days.

“no condom” you say when he goes to get one, “please, need to feel you”

he could cum right there. he knows you’ve never let your boyfriend fuck you raw and he’d complain about it to their friend group. bokuto didn’t like the way he disrespected you and it’s why he was ready to please you whenever you wanted.

the first thrust is always slow and gentle. saying he was big was an understatement and he would never hurt you in a way you didn’t like or ask for. your pussy felt so soft and velvety, so wet from how turned on you were and it took everything in him not to cum just from bottoming out.

“fuck ko” you moan, high and needy and he snaps, gripping your waist hard enough to hurt as he picks up a steady and fast pace. he knows you like when he’s gentle but your favourite was always like this. when he fucked you like he didn’t care for you.

like you were nothing but a toy, little cock slut who would happily open up her legs for him even when you had a stupid boyfriend.

“gonna breed you” he bites your jaw, “you’ll feel me for days”

[mrshigurumasshop]

Overstimulated | HQ Men ~ the one where you just needed littleeee bit of space

─➭ hq men x fem!reader: atsumu miya, bokuto kotaro

─➭ mentions of: overestimation (not nsfw), reader is just irritated and tired, no hard feelings, fluff, comfort (?)

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Atsumu Miya

You had a longer day than you anticipated, thus sparked a little irritation. You were called into work 30 minutes earlier than usual because some higher up decided they wanted to see your presentation earlier than planned so you rushed to get ready for work and didn't look as professional than usual.

Then you forgot your lunch and your boyfriend was already at work and couldn't bring it to you. So you were hangry all day and small things just kept building up. When you came home you were ready to finally be away from people and decompress, your boyfriend (who shows his feelings physically) thought that's what you needed.

"Atsumu, please," you said firmly as you turned around to face him. You had such a irritated look on your face that Atsumu almost cried on the spot. "Give me some freaking space."

Poor baby was just trying to hold you from behind since he hadn't seen you all day. And he’s well aware that he can be annoying but he's never seen you look at him like that. He'd think you'd look cute with your nostrils flared up but you kinda scared him a bit. So he gave you what you asked for with a little pout on his face and stepped aside to let you walk out of the kitchen into your shared bedroom.

You let out a frustrating huff as you close the door to take a much needed bath. Had you just realized that you snapped at ‘tsumu? Yes. Are you gonna apologize? Of course…but after the bath. You need to calm down for a bit after all that.

Atsumu heard you turn on the faucet in the bathtub so he knew you were going to take a while but he has matured enough to understand that you needed the space. And he remembered the texts you sent venting to him about what’s happening.

He orders for pickup from your favorite spot just around the corner from your building and set some pj’s for you since he noticed you forgot to grab some and left it on the bed before leaving to get the food.

About 20 or so minutes later, you felt so much better. With how overwhelming you felt all day, you never got the chance to just slow down for a second. You grabbed your towel resting on the toilet cover as you get up from the tub. You wrap it around yourself then drained the water. You do your regular skincare routine and left the bathroom to see a pair of sleep shorts and atsumu’s t-shirt.

You let out an appreciative smile before drying off and putting the clothes on. Once you finished you walked out of the room to go find ‘tsumu and apologize but he wasn’t there. You pout a bit thinking you really hurt his feelings so you were going to call him but you heard the front door unlock.

You take a couple of steps over to the door to see him walk in with two plastic bags in hand. One had two to-go boxes and the other held a small and clear container with what looks like cake.

As ‘tsumu takes his shoes off he looks up to see you standing there looking cute as shit in his t-shirt. “Hey baby, you okay?” he asks with a smile as he walks over to you.

You smile back and it makes his chest warm. “Yeah honey,” you say softly as you cup his cheek, “I’m sorry for being snappy earlier. I didn’t mean it.”

‘Tsumu gives you a wider smile as he leans into your touch and moves his head to press a kiss on your palm. “I know baby, it’s okay,” he says as he sets the bags on the kitchen counter before opening them. He pulls the to-go boxes out and opens one up to you, “Your favorite from the shop around the corner, m’lady. And a mini bundt cake.”

You giggle and lean up to press a kiss on his cheek with a loud smooch, “Thank you, ‘tsumu.”

“You’re welcome, baby,” he smiles as he looks at you then your lips, “Can I hold you? I missed you.”

You didn’t hesitate to wrap your arms around his neck and stood on your tippy-toes to press a loving kiss against his lips. Atsumu sighed into the kiss as he slides his hands over your hips towards your lower back.

Both of you pull away with smiles on your faces. You look up at him with sparkling eyes and a smile. “Love you, baby,” Atsumu whispers against your lips.

“Love you too, ‘tsumu.”

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Bokuto Kotaro

Working from home had its pros but the cons? Staring at two different screens all day in the same chair can be the most irritating con. Yes, you can get up and stretch while working in your pj’s by today was not the case.

You’ve been back and forth with the same damn project you and your team have been working on for weeks. Everything and anything regarding the said project has been making negative impacts and affecting communication with your team. As much as you love them, your patients was running thin.

You were in a middle of a phone call when Kou came home from practice. He stayed longer than usual for practice for a game coming up so he came home wanting to see you right away since he missed you so damn much.

But he was caught in your wrath when he barged into your little home office in the guest bedroom of your shared home to gain your attention.

“Baby!” he called out loudly as he opened the door and walked towards you with his bright smile.

Now he usually does this when he comes home but with what was going on with work you just couldn’t take it. Feeling him wrap his beefy arms around your shoulders it felt like the weight of your project was pulling you down. And the pressure you felt in your chest made you antsy and uncomfortable right away.

“Kou, get off I’m in a meeting,” you scolded as you lightly pushed him away and turned back towards the computer screens.

Oh our sweet owl’s hair deflated had the sound of your mean mom voice, he likes to call it. A deep pout settles on his face as he stares at the back of your head. “Meanie…,” he mumbled then his eyes move behind your head to the two screens. He recognized the slides you were looking at.

“The same project?” he thinks…

He remembers you venting about your frustrations with the project a couple days ago and he thought things have settled down now. So he steps out of the room while closing the door softly. Yes, he’s a little hurt but you’re stressed so it’s not something he’ll take to heart.

You’re a patient woman. One of the many reasons why he loves you. When he has his downs, you’re there for him the entire way and he’ll do the exact same for you. When you’re frustrated you do tend to want to be alone for a minute or two than wanting any physical interaction like Kou does.

So, since you still have 15 more minutes left till you clock out for the day, Kou gets the idea to hopefully lift your spirits. He had called you during his break to let you know he’ll be picking food up for dinner so it was all ready for you once you were.

Exactly 15 minutes later, you let out the longest sigh as you get up from your chair to stretch. You also let out a quiet ‘jesus christ’ in frustration too when you remembered how you greeted Kou back earlier. You hate acting out like that because it leaves a bad taste in your mouth. So you move your stiff legs out the bedroom door.

“Hey, sweets!” kou smiled with his hair standing a bit.

Your eyes widen as you slip an ‘oh’ in surprise seeing a little fort in the living room and take-out boxes ready to open. It looks like Kou was laying the pillows from the bed down on the floor with blankets galore piled together.

You giggle as you take in the scene. The warm fairy lights were on and so was the tv. The smell of food made you stomach growl. Kou sits on one side of the fort with a huff. “Come here, baby,” he pouts with open arms, “I know you had a hard day.”

You move hastily towards him to sit on his lap and arms wrapped around his neck. Your face nuzzled into his neck. Kou takes you in a warm embrace with his arms around your waist. “M’sorry, Kou,” you mumbled as he held you tighter against him, “Stupid project is kicking my ass.”

Kou laughs softly as he presses kisses on your shoulder. “Don’t worry about it, baby,” he says before pulling away from you, “I got your favorite from that restaurant down the street.”

You smile and cup his face before smooshing his cheeks together. “You’re the best, you know?” you say as a fact before giving him a fat kiss like you usually do when he comes home.

“You are though,” you mumble against your kiss as he squeezes your waist and pulls away with a happy smile, “The best and the prettiest baby…”

You laugh wholeheartedly as he began to smother you in kisses and raspberries. “Kou!” you laugh, “Come onnn, I’m hungry!”

“Nope!” he laughed and continued to kiss and tickle your sides, “This is what you get for being mean!”

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[lowkeyremi]

𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 !

pairing: k. bokuto x lene (fem!reader) note: this is a writing commission (trade) for my beautiful mootie lene!! (@satorisoup) I really hope you enjoy it lovely girl ! (anyone can read but the reader has an assigned name and gender + hair color) summary: you and bokuto have been talking to each other a lot at school, one day after he wins his game he asks if he can kiss you ! content: high school au, getting together, kisses, fluff (lmk if I missed anything!!) wc: 1.4k

At this point you aren't surprised to find a little note card wedged in your locker anymore. It's become muscle memory to see little, white cards with the scrawled hand-writing on it. Without much though you pick up the card and quickly scan over it.

Will you make it to tonight's game? I have a surprise if we win..

-KB :)

Bokuto's notes are usually very detailed, with ink splatters and scratched out words because of how excited he is to have you read them, so it's quite unusual for him to send such a neat note with no excitable writing. And what does he mean by a surprise? Well, you're bound to find out if he wins- no- when he wins his game.

"Hurry up, Lene! First period is starting soon," A good friend, Maya is waiting for you by the entrance to the building of Fukurodani. That cheeky girl has been entertaining the thought of you and Bokuto dating for some time. Ever since she saw him ask you out to homecoming (as a friend his words not yours) she has been teasing you about your crush on him.

"I'm coming! Let me change into my inside shoes!" You quickly slip out of your own shoes and put on the ones the school provides for wearing inside of school. It helps with the school's cleanliness.

You and Maya make a quick trip to your locker so you can get all of your textbooks and notebooks. "Sooooo, what did today's note say?" She's also very nosy, but how could she help it when she believes that she is the sole reason you and Bokuto are talking to each other? Maya believes that she's some kind of matchmaker.

"It said mind your business!" She leans in closer thinking you were going to actually tell her just to sigh and roll her eyes when you don't.

"Come onnnn I tell you all kinds of things." You've already decided once you've read it you would tell her, but what's the fun of saying it out right? Some teasing can occur.

"Fine fine, he asked if I would come to his game tonight." The nosy girl gasps in surprise, excitement laced in her next sentence, "Well, are you?!"

Her voice carries when she gets excited. A few looks are thrown your way, she quickly apologized before turning back to you for an answer.

"I don't know... i'm kinda busy tonight." You aren't busy at all, so you're pretty sure you'll go, but once again, it's quiet fun to tease her.

"Lene, you have to!! That's basically him asking you out on a date!" Her antics make you laugh a little bit, "That's a little extreme dont'cha think?"

"Nope! Not at all. Considering he didn't invite any of us, only you. Every time he has a game he'll ask all of us, but this is the first I'm hearing of a volleyball game." She's right, it's unusual for Bokuto to only ask you to go to one of his games.

Maybe there is a deeper meaning to his note? You're sure hoping so, because you've liked him since the your first year of high school.

"Okay, I'll go." A little smile blooms onto your face when you see your friend smile.

"Keep me updated!!!" Maya says whilst dragging you down the hall. Of course you will, because even if you don't, she'll figure out a way to get a status update.

It's around 5:45 pm when you reach the gym for his game. It started fifteen minutes ago but you had some homework that was calling your name. Once all of it was completed you had hurried to make it to the gym without missing too much of the beginning.

As of now Fukurodani is in the lead with seven points, but don't let that fool you Nekoma is right on their tail. Also, it's only the first set, this could be anyone's game.

The whole time you're on the edge of your seat, because of how exhilarating the game is. Both teams are extraordinary, Nekoma's been holding the lead but Fukurodani is able to keep up with them.

It's the last set each team has one point, so whoever wins this set will win overall. It's Bokuto's turn to serve, and before he makes his serve he looks around the crowd until his eyes lock on you.

Your cheeks immediately flush and you mouth, "You got this!"

The ace's grin almost doubles and covers his whole face. Hopefully your encouragement will help him make these serves.

The whistle blows almost immediately flipping a switch in Bokuto's head. He bounces the ball three times before tossing it up to hit it over the net.

Yaku, the ever relentless libero of Nekoma, receives Bokuto's serve. Bokuto does frown at this, Akaashi had to remind him that Yaku barely made the receive.

The final whistle blows and all of Fukurodani's supporters and cheerleaders start to scream out in joy. All the boys on the court are sweaty and somewhat tired, but they still have energy to shake hands and yell out, "Good game."

Kuroo daps up Bokuto, they give each other a pat on the back and Kuroo whispers something into Bokuto's ear that causes his cheeks to flush. The captain of Nekoma has a sly smirk on his face.

What could Kuroo have told him that has him embarrassed like this?

Everyone starts to leave the gymnasium, you stay seated though, Bokuto's note replaying in your mind.

After a few minutes the man in question appears in front of the bleachers.

"Lene! You made it!! Did you see me? Did you see us?! We won!!!" Excitement bounces off of his voice. He's so adorable that you can't help giggling.

"I did, you did amazing, Kou-kun." You two have been on first name basis for some time now.

He smiles brightly at your praise. With haste you make it down from the bleachers to meet him down on the court. His golden eyes stare into yours and you aren't really sure what to do at this point.

"Heh, I'm guessing you got my note, huh?" You nod briefly, clasping your hands together behind your back.

"Lene- I-" He pauses, frustration takes over his face. You give him time though, he needs to process his words.

"Lene! I really really like you! Like not as a friend- wait! I mean I like you as a friend but I would really like you as my-"

He suddenly stops ranting and avoids your eyes. Maybe Maya was right about why he wanted to see you. You take in a slow breath before finishing his cut off sentence.

"Girlfriend?" He smiles nervously while nodding furiously.

"Yeah, I really do like you a lot. The way you smile or laugh, your voice, your kindness, even when you scold me for something, I find myself being in awe." Your eyes soften at his confession.

"Of course I'll be your girlfriend, Koutaro." Those funny eyebrows of his raise up to his forehead in shock and excitement.

"Really? Gosh I must be the luckiest guy on earth!!!" Without thinking he embraces you in a hug. It's warm and inviting, and even though he does smell of sweat, it smells awfully a lot like home to you.

The athlete keeps you in his embrace for a few minutes. He suddenly breaks the silence, "Hey, can I give you a kiss? Or is it too soon?"

You want him to kiss you, so you shake your head furiously fast. "It's not too soon. I'd be happy to kiss you Kou."

He loosens his grip on you to connect his lips with yours. It's awkward and unfamiliar at first, but after the first few pecks it feels right, like his lips were made for yours.

He pulls away first in a pout, "Gosh I don't know what I'm gonna do when I become a professional athlete and I have to leave for away games. I don't think I'll survive without your lips." He's not even joking either, the way he pouts is absolutely adorable.

"I think you'll live, I'll give you plenty of kisses before you leave and plenty when you return." Butterflies swarm your tummy when you realize that he's thinking of his future with you.

©𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐊𝐄𝐘𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈 All works are written by me! Please do not copy, translate, or upload onto other sites thanks!

[moonswolfie]

Smart cookie

Bokuto x quiet!bookworm!reader

(reader is fem)

reviving this old ass draft lmao, this is a fun opposites attract idea i had a while ago, I got a few new ideas for it thanks to @kairismess so here we are

"Bokuto-san, where are you headed?" Akaashi called out when he noticed that Bokuto was heading in a different direction than usual.

"Oh, I'm going to the library!" Bokuto replied cheerfully.

"Oh, well, make sure to- Wait... you're going where?" The entire Fukurodani team had to do a double take, Akaashi asking again.

"The library!" Bokuto repeated loudly, putting his hands on his hips.

"Bokuto. Please tell us if something dark is happening in your life. You know we're here for you." Konoha placed his hand on Bokuto's shoulder, looking at him with a grim expression.

"Uhh, sure? Why are you telling me this now?" Bokuto seemed confused, but appreciated the compassion nonetheless.

"And why do all of you look so scared right now, anyways?" he looked behind Konoha to find the entire team looking concerned and scared.

"It's... nothing. Have... fun." Akaashi smiled, clearly forced.

"...If you say so..." Bokuto turned around and continued walking to the library, despite still being confused and concerned for his teammates.

And there you were. The apple of his eye. Reading a book at the same spot you always read at. You're one of his classmates, but it almost seems like you're strangers. You've never talked before and you don't talk much in general, anyways.

He had to hold back from immediately approaching you, something the managers advised him he shouldn't do with girls. He doesn't know why, but the managers would know better than him since they're girls, right?

So, he picked out a random book and decided to subtly watch you from afar. Unfortunately for him, nothing about him is subtle.

He sat down with the book, pretending to read it while he stole glances at you. "See, I'm smart too! I like books too!" he thought, hoping you would notice him. And you did. His smile brightened with each step you took towards him.

"It's upside down." you pointed to something in his direction.

"Huh?" he looked around, clearly troubled and not understanding what you mean. He got a bit distracted with how pretty your voice sounds, after all.

"Your book. It's upside down." you reiterated, pointing more clearly at the book in his hands.

"Oh... Oh!! Hahaha, oops!" He quickly flipped the book over, smiling at you but dying of embarrasment on the inside. Well, atleast it got you to talk to him!

You sighed slightly, turning back to return to reading and his heart almost sank. He can't let this opportunity go to waste! He finally broke the ice between him and the girl of his dreams!

"Wait! Ah, I mean... wait." He switched his tone over to a whisper when he saw your scowl, only now realising he should be quiet in the library.

"Ummm, we should really... talk more." Bokuto had trouble thinking of things to say. Especially when he doesn't know a single thing about you besides the fact that you like reading which he clearly isn't too versed in.

"Uh, sure. I'll see you tommorow." You replied simply, now actually going back to your spot and continuing to read.

"I meant now..." he mumbled under his breath. Still, this is a GREAT sign. An amazing sign!

"Hehehe, my plan worked..."

[silverhairsimp]

I Can't Sleep Without You

Pairing: Bokuto x fem!Reader

Warnings: MINORS DO NOT ENTER. PWP. Oral (f!receiving), fingering, penetrative sex, consensual recording. Bokuto is the consent king. Doesn't matter how long you've been together.

a/n: I had this idea in the middle of the night and woke up to draft half of it. finally finished it so here you goooo :) enjoy! not proof read. also. two posts in one day? who tf am I?

reblogs are always appreciated <3

Trying to balance dating a professional volleyball player with a full career of your own has always been a challenge. No matter how badly you wanted to be there at every single game, every international trip, it just wasn’t realistic. 

You and Koutarou had been together since your third year of high school. You survived college together (despite the long distance), and after living together since he went pro, it was nearly impossible to get a good night's sleep whenever he was away for games. 

And this time was no different. He had been gone for a 10 day trip overseas for one of the biggest tournaments of the year. Between your work schedule, his practice schedule, and the time difference… phone calls were scarce, texts were short lived and it was really starting to get to you. Sleeping in your giant bed without him was hard enough! The last thing you needed was for your schedules to be the farthest thing from compatible.

As the days went on, it got harder and harder. The side of his bed was so cold without his warm body next to you and it was beginning to be too much. Logically there was only one solution: get all the pillows in the house, your favorite sweatshirt of his, his cologne and cuddle up in bed to make due. And until he got back, this is how you slept. 

You had practically built a barricade in the bed, pillows surrounding you in every direction and corner. He wasn’t supposed to be back for another two days, but by some miracle he had gotten home early. Unbeknownst to you though… it was the middle of the night by the time he got back and what a surprise it was to see upon his arrival. Or at least it would have if you were awake to greet him.

You were snuggled up under the covers, leg hiked up over one pillow with your arms clinging to another for dear life. You’ve got his sweatshirt on and he can smell the fresh scent of his cologne from the door to your bedroom. It wasn’t enough for you to just spray it on the sweatshirt though, you had to put a few drops of it into the diffuser so the whole room would smell like him. 

You must be so tired because you hadn’t even moved a muscle since he walked in. Quickly and quietly, he sets his bags down and changes into his comfy clothes to get some sleep with you finally in his arms again. Only when he goes to crawl into bed, there’s almost no room! “Baby girl… you trying to replace me or something?” He asks as he brushes your hair out of your eyes and smoothes it behind your ear, followed by a tender kiss to your forehead. “There she is,” he smiles warmly at you when you finally start to open your eyes. “Kou? You’re home already?” You sit up and rub the sleep out of your eyes with the heel of your hand. He sits on the edge of the bed and nods his head, “One of the teams dropped out last minute so our games got cut back, we had already played each team twice… no sense in playing them a third, or at least that what coach thought–” he’s babbling and you smile at him, reaching out your arms finally happy and complete now that you’ve got your boyfriend back with you. “Sooo,” he draws out, “wanna tell me what’s going on with all the pillows? And why I can smell my cologne in the diffuser?” He asks with a soft chuckle and a bright smile. He’s not mad at all, not in the slightest. “Just missed you is all… had a hard time sleeping without you.” It’s actually really endearing you’d gone to such lengths to keep yourself comfortable while he was gone. And to be fair, he was no better. He slept with that polaroid of the two of you under his pillow, the one from after his first win as part of the MSBY Black Jackals. He had scored the winning spike and was so excited that he ran straight to you before the refs had even called the game. It’s such a fond memory of his and it's honestly what keeps him going. You are what keeps him going. “Well, I’m here now, so… can I have my spot back, or am I still being substituted by a bunch of pillows?” He laughs as you throw the pillows off the bed, not caring if they fall to the ground or land against the wall. The only thing that matters is that you have him back. And that’s very clear once you throw your arms around his neck and climb into his lap. His hands settle on your hips as he finally gets to hold you and kiss you again after far too long. 

“Missed you too– by the way–” He mumbles against your lips, in between kisses. All of a sudden, you aren’t so tired anymore, he can tell by the way you start to rock your hips in his lap and tug on the hairs at his nape. When he wore his hair down, it made grabbing and tugging at it so much easier, and if he’s being honest, it’s one of the reasons why he started doing it more often. 

He moves the two of you back against the headboard, sitting upright with you still in his lap. “You don’t still need this do you?” He tugs on the strings of his hoodie, “now that I’m back?” You shake your head and smile before telling him: “take it off”, and who is he to deny anything you could ever want. 

His lips find yours while his large, calloused hands travel up your hips to your waist, just wanting to feel you again before gathering the fabric and pushing it up and over your head. “There she is… my beautiful girl…” He places open mouthed kisses up your bare chest, between the valley of your breasts before giving some much needed attention to your tits. He rolls his tumb over one nippple while his mouth swirls around the other, sucking on it before popping off and moving to the other side. 

“Missed your body– missed kissing you goodnight every night… missed fucking you to sleep on others…” He keeps mumbling between kisses while you grind against his lap. “Missed you too baby… tried to take care of myself, but it never feels as good as when you do it.” He snickers at that, “Poor baby, your fingers not long enough? Need me to take care’a you?” When you nod your head yes, he flips you on to your back, positioning himself right between your thighs. 

Your fingers claw at his shirt, wanting him to match, it was only fair that way. He lets you pull it off, lowering his head to get it out of the hole and pulling one arm out before tossing the shirt on the ground, left to be forgotten about until morning. “Bet you taste so good… can I, baby? Can I taste you?” When you nod your head yes and push his head down further he stops, “Uh uh, gotta hear you say it… you know that.” He places a few kisses right above your collarbone, sucking a mark into the skin there while he waits for your consent. “Please Kou, want you to. I need it– need you so bad– please touch me…” It was more than enough to satisfy him. Hearing your cute little plea’s just to get him to touch you after your time apart. 

“That’s a good girl– my good girl. Now, hips up for me–” He instructs as he hooks his fingers into the waistband of your panties and slides them down your legs. Grinning at the silvery strands that connect to the fabric as he pulls them away. “So wet already… were you thinking about me before I got back?” He asks as he tugs his boxers down his thighs, not wanting to worry about them later. “Always think about you when you’re gone–” you whisper as you arch off the bed, longing for his touch. “Yeah? Me too…” He lowers himself down onto the bed and kicks even more of the pillows off as he presses kisses to your inner thighs while he gets closer and closer to what he really wants– what he needs. “Spend so much time getting myself off to those naughty pictures you send… all the videos we’ve taken… Gettin’ me all worked up just thinking about them.” He licks a fat stripe through your folds and suckles on your clit, that smirk on his face growing wider as you twitch under his touch. “Why don’t we add to the collection, hm baby? Wanna take a video of how good I eat you out? Have something to remember me for the next time I’m away?” You nod your head and quickly scramble to find your phone. If it weren’t for the face id, you’d certainly be struggling to enter or even remember your password right now. That chime of the camera sounds and the flash turns on, reflecting in his honeyed eyes as he devours you. It's obscene. The way his chin and corners of his mouth are already covered in your slick. Or the way his eyes have never left the camera. Gods what did you do to deserve a man that takes such good care of you? 

That question lingers even longer when he kisses your thighs and spits right onto your pussy, only to bring two fingers to your cunt. “C’mon sweetheart, wanna hear you… don’t keep those cute noises all to yourself… wanna have this video too and watch it in the showers, or in my hotel room all alone and remember how good I made you feel.” When you start to get louder, he works even harder. Giving you his tongue and his fingers at the same time. He’s curling them inside of you so perfectly and hits that spot over and over again until you’re coming undone within minutes. “That’s it baby girl– ride it out– use me, please…” He begs you and hums against your cunt when you start to rock your hips against his face. You’re trying your best to hold the camera steady while your other hand reaches to fist his hair, tugging him even closer while another orgasm builds. “Kou– fuck… want your cock– please, need you after so long–” You beg and gods he can’t wait to replay this video over and over again, hearing you plead for him. “Anything for you– gimme the phone, sweetheart.” He removes his fingers, popping them in his mouth to wipe off the rest of your essence while he sits back on his haunches and takes the phone from you. 

“Be a good girl and get on all fours for me…” When you do what he asks, he gives your ass a little love smack and uses your phone to get a good view of your pussy. It's so slick with his saliva and he’s sure it’ll make it even easier to slip right in. 

Still, your boyfriend isn’t a small guy, so he spits right on the tip of his cock and pumps himself a few times. Of course making sure to record it for you later. 

He's got the phone pointed straight down as he watches his cock push past that tight ring of muscle through the screen. “F-fuck…” he mutters breathlessly, and you’re not far behind with curses of your own. “Hnngh, baby… go slow… been a while…” “I know love, you’re doing so good for me, aren’t you?” When all you do is nod your head he stills his hips, “Aren’t you?” He asks again in a more firm tone, “Yes– doing good for you, only for you, Kou… please.” 

Gods you really are such a good girl, his perfect baby. A few moments pass as he allows you to adjust, once you give him the okay, he draws back his hips and thrusts forward again. The sound of skin slapping skin echoes against the quiet walls of your shared bedroom and it’s music to his ears. Hearing that and hearing your cries of pleasure is all he could ever wish for. 

“Can already feel you clenching around me… gonna cum?” he asks as he continues to piston his cock into you, when you babble on a string of ‘yes’s and ‘please let me cum’ he tosses the phone on the bed and reaches around to rub tight circles around your clit. Working you up until that second release hits and you’re gushing round his cock, making a mess on the sheets below. 

“Fuck– squirting like that without a proper warning? Naughty girl…” He snickers as he picks up the pace even more, chasing that blissful high of his own. “Gonna cum, baby– gonna fill ya up nice and deep, yeah? Bet you missed this the most… missed my cum inside you, hm?” 

“Yes– fuck– yes, missed your cum– please, kou– need t’feel it, please!” You beg so pretty for him and he wouldn’t dream of not giving you what you wanted so with one final warning, he lets you know he’s cumming and shortly after he’s painting your walls white. 

He keeps thrusting, getting it as deep as he can until he’s given you everything he could hold before he collapses on top of you. Even with the video long forgotten about, the phone is still recording all the audio. He holds you close in his arms, pulling your leg over his hip with his cock still buried inside of you. “I love you, so much… you know that right?” 

You rest your hand on his chest and nod, “Yes, Kou. I know, and I love you too. Just as much.” 

He rubs soothing strokes along your backside and peppers your forehead with kisses until you’re closing your eyes and drifting off to sleep. He finds your phone as quietly as he can and flips the camera to face him, telling the camera one last time, ‘i love you’, before turning it off. 

Being away from you while he’s away for tournaments may suck, but getting to come home to you like this makes it all worthwhile.