#but i MISSED this god im SO glad i signed up for this tournament

[lannisterdaddyissues]

competitive tennis is so much fun why don’t i play in more tournaments

[sainadazai]

"I Missed you sex" with Bokuto

As you sat outside your home in the patio chair that hardly cushioned you, waiting for the sound of his boisterous laughter, you couldn’t help but smile. It had been a whole week since he’d been away, and boy, no one ever told you how much you could miss someone. This had been the worst week of your life, because you hadn’t even prepared for the feeling of going to sleep without him, you never thought you’d have to. 

Now, of course, Kou was always a volleyball player, he left for small trips here and there throughout your relationship, but you’d gotten together after he sustained a sports injury, and was sent on hiatus. Never had you ever been more proud of being an athletic trainer and physical therapist than the day you met him. With his pouty face and casted up leg. Yet somehow the whole time he was with you that day was spent laughing hysterically. 

For the year and a half you’d been together, he hadn’t been to one traveling tournament, only practices and local games. He was always home by nine. So it's obvious how the past week had gone, but now it was finally over and you could sleep next to him again, touch those broad muscles and lay across his wide chest. You could kiss all over him, and feel the ecstasy that is his touch. 

Car revving is what makes your eyes focus in again, and you almost start to tear up when through the passenger window you can see his white hair poking up in all directions, a smile on his face as he barely focuses on driving, opting to stare straight into your eyes with the excitement of a child. 

He steps out of the car as you begin standing to go meet him, both of you are running at each other before you know it, interlocking all your limbs in a messy and aggressive hug. Legs wrap around his waist and when he finally feels that contact he’s been missing all week, he almost melts. 

“Hey..” you whisper, laughing a bit through it.

“Hey, Hey..” he speaks back, head tucked into your neck, loving that the two of you can greet each other that way again. 

“H-” you go to speak again, but he cuts you off with a gentle kiss. 

“Don't ruin it.” His hands squeeze at your waist, and his presence makes you break out in a giddy smile, the same one he’s wearing. 

“Love ya.” 

“Love ya. Oh! Did you clean our room while I was gone, because I so totally was gonna do it before I left, but then poof! I was on a plane and I was like Oh. My. God. Y/n is gonna be so mad, Im sorry ba-” 

“I did, c’mon Kou let's go inside..” you interrupt with a roll of your eyes. 

The two of you are happy. So pleased just to see each other again that you don't mention the underlying thoughts, and feelings. How having those hands around your waist, feeling how he is so big and towers over you, it made you dripping wet for him. How your breasts shoved right up against him, and that tiny little tank top you were wearing made him want to mark you up all over. The way you walked up the steps to your shared bedroom in those loose sweat shorts was causing him to drool, just at the sway of your hips. 

Koutarou and you didn't really have bedroom rules, there was a safeword just in case, but otherwise sex was simply recreational, it was about being close to eachother. So you weren’t afraid to pounce on him the second the bed came into your line of sight. 

Stripping your shirt off in the middle of the hall to reveal your breasts, nipples already hard both from him, and the cold air outside, then jumping on him. Your lips met his as he grasped your thighs and he bucked his hips subconsciously into you. 

The two of you just needed to feel each other, after a week of no form of touch from anyone, the only way to satiate the craving was to get as close to him as possible. You wanted him in you and on top of you, all around you if possible, everywhere. While he mostly associates touch with love, sex being the most intimate form of that, the more passion he puts into it is representative of how much he fucking loves you. Every part of you. The pleasure is just an added bonus. 

Thus it’s not unexpected when he slams you against the wall just by the open bedroom door, using it to push the two of you further together. Your back arches in contact with it and he uses that space to slit his hand in the dip of your back. 

Thick and wet kisses make their way from your mouth to your neck as his other hand grasps your left breast. He squeezes it in pulses, matching the in and out motion of his kiss, sliding his thumb over your nipple with each movement. A groan of his name falls from your wet lips when you first feel his hips grinding into yours, the much needed friction being given to you in just the right way. You could even feel how with each kiss and touch he was growing harder beneath those grey sweatpants. 

His low cut tank top exposed the sides of his chest, so you snuck your hands around and under to feel his flexing pecs, one making its way to his shoulder for grip. 

When he pulls away from your neck he speaks, “Fuck, missed you so much baby, missed your taste,” before he’s back to eating up every inch of you. You feel a bit of a shock when he jumps a bit you position you higher against the wall, latching his mouth to your unattended breast, sucking your nipple in his mouth and rolling his tongue around it, before popping off. 

“Missed all of you..” 

You moan at the warmth of his mouth on your nipple, loving the way he fucking worships you. “Miss you too, Kou- fuck- so much.” 

The sound of his name unsteadily rolling off your tongue sets him off, he needs more of this, more of you. So the man seats his hands under your ass, still kissing all over your breasts, and walks the two of you into the room. 

He even giggles as he falls over you onto the bed, the contact on your back is soft, the bed you love, but only when he is here, doing things like this to you. Contact is lost for a mere second while he rises to throw his shirt to the side, you take the time to rush off your shorts and undies. No one ever looked at your naked form the way Kou does, it's like he’s finally seen heaven, his eyes roam over you not like you're a piece of meat, but more so a delicate dessert for him to savour. 

“God your perfect, everyone must be so fucking jealous of me,” 

“Trust me, they are ~” you rouse, hoping to get a bit of jealousy out of him, because he is already towering over you like the giant he is, may as well seal your fate. It's not that you want to have rough sex, more so you need an excuse for the small tears gathering in your eyes, just at the fact that you can feel him now.

You never thought you’d cry over something like this but you missed him so fucking much, words don't even begin to explain, that's why you two do this first. Words aren't enough, but this way, the both of you can show eachother how much you needed the other when they were gone. You can give each other pleasures that only you hold the keys too, and make them feel things they only feel for you. 

Heat shoots straight to your center when you look up to see him in front of you bare, cock hard and ready as he stands there like a greek god, posed and all. 

“Anyone jealous of what you get, then?” he asks, not because he doesnt fucking know they are, but because he loves seeing you confient, that's what he always gets from that question. 

Both of your arms stretch up to reach for him, wrapping loosely around his muscular neck, “Oh yeah, but you know your mine,” you smirk, glad to be so sure he was always faithful when he was gone. You never had to fear for that. 

“Damn right I am.” Kou mumbles before connecting your lips, using one hand to run down the side of your stomach down to your clit, then continuing to the gap of your legs, spreading you wider for him. The tips of his fingers trace your leg up and down gently, sending shivers through you, and making you moan into his mouth. Then, one finger slides through your folds to gain access to your hole. It smooths over the damp flesh for a bit, before sinking deep into you, the stretch feels heavenly, but he knows friction is what gets you. 

The finger inside you quickly begins thrusting in and out, angled so that it rubs on the underside of your hole on it's way out, and thrusts into your g-spot on re-entry. The movement has your body writhing. His lips are marking up your entire chest, taking turns on each breast and moaning against your skin. 

He could do just this forever, he loves the way your walls get wetter and wetter around his finger, and the cute face you make when he inserts another. He know how big he is, you've had to tell him before in the past so that he understand how much you need this prep. 

It's never an issue, though, because Kou loves pleasing you, gets off on it even. Sometimes he wonders if just watching you make those pretty faces and noises could make him cum. Not that he wants to today, because as much as he loves pleasing you, he misses the feeling of you wrapped around him. 

The feeling of your body beneath him, or on top of him, anywhere as long as he can feel the pulse of your cunt around him. 

"Baby please!! Please let me put it in, need to feel you" He whines, having made himself painfully hard just imagining being that close to you again. 

Little did he know how much you needed him to fill you up, wanted him to tower over you with his broad frame and pound into you. Wanted him to show you how badly he needed you, how he couldn't even get off without you anymore. 

"Oh God, just hurry up I need you, Kou." 

He takes the way your wriggling beneath him as a sign that you were close, he was too, embarrassingly so. Thus he hissed as he grabbed hold of his veiny and flushed cock to line it up with your cunt. 

The second he felt just a hint of uts warmth he groaned and rested all of his weight on his hips, not even noticing how he was practically prying you open. 

His eyes are closed to take in the feeling he missed so much, until he here's a whimper, and feels your arms wrap around him strongly. 

"What baby, are you okay? Is this okay?" He is so kind you even let out a chuckle at him. 

"Feels so so good, I didn't even know i could miss someone as much as i missed you- ahh" 

Your words were sweet and he desperately wanted to hear more but with the way you were pulsing around him, he couldn't focus, he needed to get it all out before his mind would come down from the haze of pleasure. 

His thrusting was deep and slow, each movement pushing your whole body further up on the bed. His face was wrinkled up in concentration, but he made sure to focus on how your boobs bounced up and down with his strokes, and the way your mouth fell open with loud screams of his name. 

The pleasure and heat in the room were ever-growing, sweat starting to form on both of your torsos. Until finally a wave of pleasure ripped through you and you weren't sure whether to curl away from the feeling or move as close as possible to it. 

"Cuming-" 

"Me too-" he grasped the white blanket beneath you harshly as he came inside you. The warmth of his cum reminding you of how he was yours and you were his and this was home.

"You're never leaving for that long again." 

"Eh, I'm not sure, I mean if the sex is like that every time…" 

[sparkleinthelights]

2017

Letting go is always something hard for me to do (if you know me personally/very very very well then you would agree) and i say this every year: “This year was the best year ever” But i really mean it when i say it this year. 2017 has been a *insert tons of positive adjectives* year. I’ll break it down a little; 

1. School First of all, theres been so many changes with the school system and i have a love hate relationship with it. But the most important thing is, i’ve learnt to appreciate school a whole lot more this year. Like i was contemplating whether i should go to a tournament or stay in coll because it was during the last weekend in school lol (lets just say im glad i went for the tournament bless miracles). AND, life in subblock was damn fun i swear. Even though kena lari banyak sebab nak kejar latecomer but sokay and lepak kat bench especially on saturday night for wifi!!!!! Lol yeaaaaa not much to say about this but nevertheless, life in coll wasnt bad, it was gladly, pretty good.

2. Class Okay so here is the appreciation for 4N!! Man what a crazy bunch but it was great. From movies at bilik tayangan during sivik to story time with puan ziela, we went through a lot together but it was damn fun fun fun. And my teachers were great this year!!!! Classes were never really boring and i mean- they try their best and i truly appreciate it. Also, to the shooks, my deskies, thank you. I hate the idea of changing classmates (i say this every year too lol) but some good things do come to an end, and i guess 4N is one of them, so thank you 4N.

3. Kemuning 1 I have so much to say about this bunch i swear. Semua gila but still sayang la okay la hahaha. Thank you for waking my tidur mati ass up every morning- no literally, every morning hehe. Thank you for always sharing roti and stories that never fail to crack me up. Even though i wasnt always there during weekends (sorry beddie hehe), im sure whatever happened when i was present is already meaningful enough and i truly appreciate it. Towards end year, tahap gila meningkat kan i know. For example, that dumb prank guna bag tu ya allah takde kerja en but the laughs was worth it heh. AND OMG HOW CAN I FORGET, TELE DORM YA ALLAH. Okay soooooo i was the last dormate to enter tele dorm but god bless la tele dorm so liar haih. I still love you guys though, thanks for the great memories. Sorry for all the negative things about me in the dorm, i tried honestly. Thank you thank you thank you. 

4. Debate

Honestly, where do i even start? This was the year where i had my first break which lead to my first win. Got into ppm team and went to a bunch of tournaments. Started to break continously and even bagged up a few speaker awards and money hahaha. Met a ton of new people and went to new places in other negeri(s). It was spectacular. This year was the year in which i cried a lot because of debate and nope they weren’t happy tears. But everything worked out in the end, actually, it became better. I could feel a lot of changes as a speaker and also to the club. gg DEC debate, we’ll have a bright future ahead if we work hard and put our faith in Allah’s plans, i know. Vice president signing out. OH AND, made it into wsdc development squad, shook. 

5. Form 4 Not gonna lie, i was damn nervous and scared to enter upper form. I remember worrying on how to remember everything i study conceeding that i take 9 subjects (ya its not ten but still) like gila ah banyak nak ingat dan faham so yea i was freaking out during end year 2016. But, was i so wrong. Lek je ingat je everything haih firr why did you even worry hahaha zzz. 

6. Interests

I’ve been dancing again this year, but just in private. It feels so good, god i miss dance but maybe this door had to close for another one to open. Maybe. Other than that, i’ve been writing but its only for my eyes hehe. Its damn emotional la so yea hahaha nope. I’ve also started a nap schedeule and god bless naps man they really do make your life better. NAPS FOR THE WIN YALL. also, bless the music and choreos that came out in 2017 it was freaking good. anyways, everything else is pretty much the same and im happy with it. 

7. Regrets

I hate having regrets or even admitting that i have them lol ego probs but as much as i would like to experience certain days again, i know that it wont happen. So, it becomes a lesson. And thats great. It teaches me to really appreciate certain things and people in life. No regrets, im sure every single thing that happened had a good solid reason behind it and maybe one day i’ll find out. I trust Allah’s plans, He really knows whats best for me and at what time i should receive it, i never doubted this. No regrets, again, just gratefulness. To the person and people who made me the happiest this year, thank you. You know who you are .

Conclusion: Its been a great year. A bunch of achievements, new friends, new sources of happiness, finding and realizing the strength i never knew i had, good memories that i’ll hopefully remember forever, followed my heart and not my mind to break some rules but it was worth it. I now know that everything will work out in the end. It might take a long time but thats why its important to be patient. Because Allah doesnt burden a soul beyond that it can bear. And that really is everything honestly. To the year of risks, lessons, pain and ultimate happiness; thank you 2017. 

xx,

firr