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âNEEDINâ A RIDE REAL, REAL BAD!!â
HAIKYUU + THIGH RIDING áŻâ ft. bokuto koutarou, daichi sawamura, kuroo tetsurou, miya atsumu, sakusa kiyoomi, & ushijima wakatoshi x f!reader
contains : explicit smut (18+), thigh riding / dry humping, phone call (keep quiet n ride!), risky sex / very mild: cw exhibitionism, squirting, teasing, praise, kissing <3, hair pulling (you to them), orgasm denial, usage of pet names â 2.9K WC
note : yayya my first haikyuu post on here ! this is my response to this thirst here à«źê°Ë¶Ë ^ Ë̔˔ê±á hope u all have fun reading this <3
KUROO TETSUROU.
âWhoa whoa,â Kuroo coos through a breathy chuckle, big hand wrapping around your hip to hold you still against his thigh. âEasy now, pretty thing. Letâs pause for a second, okay?â
The sound of your protests and whines almost make him cave right off the bat. ââŠTetsu..â you sulk, corners of your lips curling into a sad pout even when he gives you an apologetic smile before heâs jutting his thumb to gesture at his phone, the irritating melody of his ringtone repeating itself as the screen lights up, âIncoming call from: Kenma!â displayed across the top.
âSorryy,â he huffs. âCanât. This oneâs important.â
Heâs giving you a reassuring squeeze around your hip, a silent reminder that heâll give you everything you need in a few minutes, but youâre not having any of that. Your arms come to stubbornly wrap around his neck before he can pick up the call, sugar sweet voice already making pleas only a second later.
On any other given day, you would have let him take the call with only an irritated huffâ just not today. Not with the way you can already feel your orgasm running away from you. âP-please, please Tetsu,â you sob, âI was so close. Canât wait any longer.. please?â
His eyes are widening a bit at the unfamiliar desperation in your voice, grunt slipping out when his cock reacts to it too, twitching and slapping against his stomachâ a reoccurring habit that seems to only occur whenever you give him that needy little look of yours.
âAwww,â he whispers, and you barely catch the strain in his voice. âWell Iâm sorry for ruining your moment, angel.â
Youâre practically purring as soon as you feel his hand come to lightly cup your jaw, immediately melting into his touch as he smiles in response. âAhâ fine,â Kuroo caves as soon as he sees your hands coming to cutely hold his wrist in place. âGuess i canât stop you if you need it so bad. But listen here..â
His thumb moves from your jaw, digit pressing into your bottom lip to angle your face at him. The look youâre giving him is just to die for, pouty lips soft against his thumb and youâre peering up at him through those pleady eyesâ as if there was even a single chance that Kuroo would ever deny his pretty girl of an orgasm in the first place.
âNothing crazy. Deal? Kenma hears and..â he presses a little harder into your lip, watching the way your tongue comes to swipe at the invasive finger. âMe and you? Are never hearing the end of it.â
Youâre swiftly nodding as soon as the words register, hands coming to rest on the muscles of his shoulders as you resume your movement the next second, gasping at the way your clit catches against his thigh. âKenma?â You hear him hum, tucking his phone between his cheek and shoulderâ quick and casual.
Maybe too casual.
âMmm,â his eyes flicker back towards you when you take in a sharp inhale. âSo itâs about that. You sure you donât wanna meet up to go over it?â
A loud gasp slips out from you when he abruptly grabs you by your waist, and your hands slam over your mouth, Kuroo tensing beneath you. ââŠHm? Yeah, Iâm listening.â He chuckles, regaining his composure in an instant as he starts to rock you back and forth against his legâ and fast.
The roughness has your face contorting, nails digging deep into his shoulders as you try and resist the strong hands guiding you back and forthâ try and slow him down a bit, delay your oncoming orgasm by even second if anything at all. You hadnât expected it to come back so fast, and.. you both knew good and well that you werenât gonna be able to stay quiet.
You give him a look, something resembling your best attempt at a glare, but heâs ignoring itâ casually chatting with kenma about something you canât quite catch. Youâre only left to bite your lip, eyebrows deeply furrowed as you desperately fight the knot tightening inside your belly, thighs clamping against his own as he flexes his quad straight into you.
âOh,â Kuroo says, hand leaving your waist to pick up his phone again, finger hovering over the âmuteâ button, and your body is falling limp onto his chest, hands balancing yourself on him as you peer up at him through tired eyes and a heavy pant. âActually..â
â..Looks like I got a bit of a problem to take care of here first.â He smiles. âSo give me a minute, yeah?â
MIYA ATSUMU.
âGonna have to keep that pretty voice of yours down.â Atsumuâs lips brush against the shell of your ear, big hands tight around your hips as he drags you up and down his thigh. âOr âSamuâs gonna hear ya.â
Your hips stutter against his leg, drawing a sharp gasp from you- and he curses under his breath. Osamu would be back any second now, and yet heâs got you seated on him, your lounge shorts pulled to the side so he can draw one quick orgasm out of you before the three of you head out for dinner.
Because youâ Atsumuâs impatient lil bunny, or so he calls you, just couldnât wait until after the dinner to get a quick treat.
ââM trying.â You whisper, voice breathless and whiny, and you tighten your embrace around his middle, burying your face deep into the fabric of his sweater. âFeels âs good⊠so goodâ need more..â
âI know, I knowâ later, yeah?â He sounds unsteady from how roughly heâs moving you against him, muscles of his thigh flexing and hardening underneath you. âGonna give it to ya real good. stuff ya nice and full. Howâs that sound, dirty girl?â
You want that.
You know exactly how easy itâd be for him to get you gushing underneath his cock if it werenât for your insistence on him not cumming. And well.. it kind of made sense to himâ considering how your last creampie went. His mind thinks back to how you looked with his cum dribbling down your thighs as you nervously clamped them together, and how no one seemed to noticed the juices dripping into a neat little puddle beneath you.
Itâd be so easyâ heâs got you all mapped out and knows you like the back of his hand. He could just push those pretty thighs of yours up to your face, hold them nice and still as he pummels the deep spot inside you that has you chanting his name over and over, and your cunt would be gushing right after that.
ââTsumu.â You choke out, tightly latching onto him like a koala, ââM gonna cum..!â
âYou are, arenât ya? I can tell.â He groans, and his thigh bounces up into you, mumbling a curse under his breath when you squeal at the roughness. âShow me that pretty face when youâre lettinâ go.â
A couple more rolls of your hips and youâre gasping and stuttering against him, Atsumu pulling you just right against his thigh as your eyes slam shut, knot inside you violently snapping in an instant as you tremble underneath him, your mouth falling open in a silent scream.
âThatâs my fuckinâ girl.â His voice comes out deep and breathy, hands tightening their grip on you. âRide it all out fâ me, rela- oh s-shit.â
Your eyes widen as soon as the sound of footsteps registers in your mind, and your head swiftly turns back to see that Atsumuâs already pulling your shorts back over your cunt, your juices immediately soaking through the fabric as he holds you flush against his chest, big hand cradling the back of your head.
ââTsumu..!â You whisper, but heâs shushing you with gentle strokes along the back of your head.
âWhat, âSamu?â he calls out, his mind putting together a silent prayer that his twin was not about to open the door.
His prayers go unanswered.
âYou two ready yet?â Osamuâs asking as soon as he flings open the door, the knob accidentally slipping through his grasp, and your door crashes against your wall with a loud thud a second later.
You faintly hear him mutter an âoopsâ before his eyes are finally falling on you, brow raising at the sight of you clinging tightly onto atsumu as your chest heaves up and down.
SAKUSA KIYOOMI.
âWhat?â you can feel your concentration falter as soon as the sound of Sakusaâs voice reaches you, and youâre immediately wiping at the frustrated tears that have begun to collect along your lashes. âCanât cum like that?â
Youâre quick to shake your head, and he doesnât miss the slight tremble to your lips. Cute.
Sakusa had his doubts about this idea of yours from the start. He knows how needy you always getâ knows that despite that innocent face of yours, your cuntâs anything but. Itâs greedy. Something like this was probably not gonna be able to get you to finish, and he knew that.. but a part of him was just curious.
What he wasnât expecting, however, was to see you this frustrated. Your chest is rising up and down with each angry pant, arm coming to rub at your nose from the occasional sniffle after being denied orgasm after orgasm.
And him? heâs never felt such a strong ache before. The dark spot on his shorts are a tell-tale sign that heâs been leaking with pre-cum, and he can practically feel it starting to drip down his cock. Neither of you were doing so well, and if he was being honest, heâs on the verge of flipping you over and putting you in a mating pressâ but the small voice inside him wants to see you come undone on his thighs. Badly.
Heâs just gotta see how you look.
âNeed your cock, Omi.â You mumble, rising onto your knees to scoot further up, but heâs stopping you only a second later. âOmi? Why..?â
âNo.â he says flatly. âYou donât.â
âI do!â Youâre protesting immediately after, hands balancing on his shoulders. âCanât finish without itâ ah!â
You yelp when heâs roughly pulling you back down, his quad flexing as soon as your cunt makes contact with his leg. The hands around your hips are tight, and Sakusaâs setting a rhythm only a moment later, keeping the muscles of his legs firm and flexed to better rub against your clit.
âW-wait!â Youâre stammering, whining straight into his ear as you frantically latch onto him. He lets you bury your face into the crook of his neck as he works you closer to your high, forcing you into a mind-numbing pace to have you flying right off the edge in a few more seconds.
âYou canâ donât fight it.â His voice comes out as a deep grunt, a result of his dragged out attempts at ignoring the borderline painful throb of his cock, and oh- he was so going to take you in a mating press after this. The second youâre finished gushing, he was gonna flip you over and finally rid himself this irritating ache.
âOmi!â You sob, eyes clenching shut as your hips start to stutter, and he can feel you trembling underneath his hands. âOmi.. O-omiâ âm close!â He only responds by roughly pressing his thigh up against you, thick muscle hitting your clit just right as you choke out a scream, finally gushing all over his thighs.
âSee?â He exhales, breath hitching in his throat when your nails dig deep into his back, his hands slowly moving you up and down to ride out your high.
âYou can.â
DAICHI SAWAMURA.
âFeeling good, huh? Donât try to fight it.â
Daichi grunts when you tug at his hair a little harder, face buried deep into his front as you desperately hump his leg. Heâs gentle with you, strong hands guiding you up and down his leg, but heâd be lying if he said his patience wasnât starting to wear thin.
The sweet nothings heâs been whispering into your ear this entire time are starting to sound a lot less like cooing and a lot more like grunting.
He couldnât help it. He can feel you so so vividly, feel your juices dripping down the sides of his thigh and hear you moaning straight into his chest. You were soaked through and through, and itâs taking everything in him to stay patient and let you have this.
âThere you go.â Heâs praising you when you grind against him particularly hard, ignoring the way his shorts are feeling painfully tight around his cock. âJust like thatâ move exactly like that.â
âDaichi,â you whine. ââM getting so closeâ feels so good.â
âYeah?â He exhales deeply, and the way his cock twitches suddenly has him groaning, hands squeezing a bit too hard against your hips as you wince. âDaichi..?â
âOops, sorry princess.â Heâs clenching his jaw, giving you a weak smile as you wrap your arms around him. âThatâs my bad. Donât mind me, okay? Just.. worry about yourselfâ this is all about you right now.â
USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI.
You werenât as subtle as you thought.
His legs just looked so strong, so perfect to sit on, and you couldnât help yourself. He didnât seem to think too much of it when you first sat a little lower than you usually did, straddling his mid thigh as he flipped through another manga that Tendou had lent him earlier that week.
Just subtle movements up and down his thigh was your original plan, but it didnât take very long for him to catch on.
âWhat are you doing?â Ushijimaâs voice has you jolting from where youâre seated on his left thigh, his gaze now on you and the way youâre frantically waving your arms around in defense, barely able to stammer out a âN-nothing!â
You just barely catch the way his eyebrow raises in suspicion. It has you moving off him the next second, but heâs tossing aside the manga, big and strong hands easily wrapping around your hips to keep you planted on him.
âDonât leave yet.â He says, stern and flat, but you catch the hint of curiosity swirling deep in his eyes.
The familiar heat of embarrassment is flooding to your face in an instant, and your head hangs low. âS-sorry, Toshi.â You mumble, fiddling with the hem of your shirt. âYour thighs just looked so big, just wanted to⊠ride them.â
Itâs silent.
You work up the courage to snack a glance at him again, now faced with the sight of his head tilted a bit, as if confused by your confession. âB-but!â You continue, mouth already running off on its own. âForget it, okay? It might be weirdâ Toshi..?â
It was just one little flex of his quad, one that had the muscle pushing up against your clit, but the way his name rolled off your tongue sounded sinful. You can feel his grip around your hips tightening a bit, and heâs leaning in to close the gap between the two of you.
âWouldnât it feel better like this?â
BOKUTO KOUTAROU.
It started off with an accidental brush of his knee against your cunt.
Bokuto had always been eager with his kisses. He had you pinned down on his mattress, body hovering over yours as he moved his lips against your ownâ and he hadnât even noticed anything different until he heard you suddenly moan into his mouth. Heâs pulling away the next second, eyes wide as he tries gauging your reaction again, bringing his knee back to rub over your cunt. And ⊠just like clockwork, your eyes clench shut and you choke back a gasp.
He swallows thickly.
Only five minutes later and heâs got you seated on his thigh, moving you back and forth with a needy grunt, his free hand squeezing your cheeks as he forces you to look up at him. âDonât look away, âkay?â
âYou look prettyâ pretty like that. I just wanna see.â
The look on his face isnât much different from yours. His mouth is slightly parted in desperate pants, deep red spreading across his cheeks at the sight of you feeling good on his leg. Heâs swallowing deeply before he takes in a sharp inhale right after, already pussy drunk and his dick hasnât even touched you yet.
The way your face starts to contort when youâre rapidly approaching your high has him just hoping he doesnât end up finishing untouched. Itâs throbbingâ absolutely aching with need and as soon as you start sobbing his name, he can feel his patience shatter into thin pieces.
You let out a loud yelp as soon as your back hits the mattress, Bokuto looming over you with a strained look on his face as he rushes to line his tip up with your hole. âS-sorry.â His voice is just above a growl. âI canât help it after all. Itâs okay though, right? Gonna make you feel good.â
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ROMANCE TROPES â [HAIKYUU]
characters: hinata shoyo, miya atsumu, bokuto koutarou, sakusa kiyoomi content: gn! reader, the msby four, rich sakusa (i am a rich sakusa truther until the end), bokuto picks you up, sakusa is implied to be taller than you notes: omg i lowkey want to do a fuller version of sakusaâs partÂ
hinata shoyo â¶Â love at first sight
slouched in a plastic airport seat, hinataâs leg bounces anxiously as he awaits his flight. rain beats down the side of the windows and he prays to whatever universal force there is that the flight leaves at the right time. he couldnât fly with everyone else earlier since he celebrated his grandmotherâs birthday with family but it put him on a late night flight that lined up with an incoming storm.Â
he scrolls mindlessly through his social media feed, double-tapping a photo of oikawaâs reunion with his high school team and tanakaâs anniversary post for kiyoko.Â
the speaker system crackles to life. âattention, passengers of flight 7644 to sapporo, due to inclement weather conditions, the flight has been delayed an estimated two hours. we apologize for the inconvenience and thank you for your patience.â
hinata curses under his breath, already on his way to pulling up the black jackalsâs group chat to tell them. he pulls his cap off, running a hand through his hair with a long sigh. his phone begins to buzz with texts, no doubt from his coach telling him to keep them updated.Â
he rests his forearms on his knees, slumping forward and skimming through the messages. then, he feels a cautious tap on his shoulder and a soft voice asks, âexcuse me, do you have a charger i could use?â
when he looks up, hinata thinks the greater powers that be answered a different prayer of his. because holy shit he has never seen anyone as beautiful as you. youâre in a comfy-looking pullover and sweatpants and hinata only realizes heâs just been staring silently for a few seconds when your expression turns apologetic. âiâm sorry to bother you, iâll ask someone else!â
âno, no, iâm sorry,â he says, words tumbling out of his mouth. he scrambles to unzip his backpack, rummaging through until he triumphantly pulls out his charger. he hands it to you and you thank him. before you can leave, he blurts out, âiâm hinata.â
âoh!â you stick your hand out and tell him your name with a small smile and when you do, hinata knows that heâs gone.Â
miya atsumu ⶠbrotherâs best friend
osamuâs not sure how atsumu managed to weasel his way into his plans. it was a bit of a blur, atsumu practically crashing through the door of onigiri miya as osamu closed up shop to go get drinks with you, begging to be included. he supposes to reason was pity and atsumuâs pleading look as well as the fact that you work far away that had him agreeing to his brother tagging along.Â
it was in your last year of high school that osamu figured out his brother had a big, fat crush on you. honestly, it should have been more obvious, especially with the way atsumu flaunted himself and often paraded around the house shirtless when he knew you were coming over. it bothered him at first, thinking bitterly that âtsumu couldnât let him just have one thing to himself? but over time, the annoyance faded as he saw atsumu prove that this wasnât just a flight-of-fancy, and osamu has already made peace with the very real possibility that you could be his in-law someday. that is, is atsumu could even tell you in the first place.
itâs a little disturbing, osamu thinks, watching the way atsumu flirts with you and wondering if he too makes the same googly-eyes at someone heâs crushing on or if thatâs the way he sounds. you giggle when atsumu tries to take a sip of your margarita, telling him, âorder your own then, âtsumu!â
ânah, yours tastes way better.â
âcanât take this scrub anywhere,â osamu says, earning a laugh from you and a glare from his twin.
you pat atsumuâs shoulder and osamu canât believe you donât feel how atsumu melts into your touch. âiâm actually glad both of you are here,â you say, âbecause i wanted to tell you guys that iâm moving back to tokyo! my boss promoted me so iâm back at main headquarters! isnât that great?â
âthatâs awesome,â osamu says, speaking for both himself and atsumu, who looks like he just won the lottery.Â
bokuto koutarou ⶠopposites attract
whenever akaashi introduces you and bokuto as a couple to new people, he always gets pulled over to the side and asked in a whisper, âhow did those two get together? heâs so⊠and theyâre lessâŠâÂ
akaashi canât say that he wasnât surprised when you and bokuto started dating back in high school, given that they two of you were on very different trajectories. obviously, bokuto was the captain of fukurodaniâs volleyball team while you were student council president and vice-president of chess club. bokutoâs grade sat at the lower end of the spectrum while you were always within the top five students in your class. bokuto liked loud, screaming parties while you preferred a quiet night with a few friends.Â
so when bokuto grabbed him by the shoulders one day and shook him, saying that he needed to tell you how he felt, akaashi was taken off-guarded. he didnât even know you knew each other beyond having a mutual friend, him.Â
maybe back then, akaashi would have agreed with the person asking him but now, he just tells them to observe the two of you. because when akaashi does, everything falls into place. like right now, as he and bokuto sit in the stands, watching your final chess match. if you win, youâll hold onto your spot as a national champion and go on to compete internationally.Â
out of the corner of his eyes, akaashi watches as bokuto sits at the very edge of his seat, chewing on his bottom lip. itâs clearly killing him not to cheer and itâs a testament to both his devotion to you. your hand hovers above the bishop before you switch quickly to the queen and move the piece with confidence, setting it down and announcing, âcheckmate.â
the crowds erupts into the cheers and youâve only barely finished shaking your opponentâs hand when bokuto flies out of his seat and barrels towards you. he sweeps you off your feet, spinning you once and setting you down before planting a big kiss on your cheek. youâre beaming as youâre handing your trophy, and bokuto steps back to let you soak up your spotlight. akaashi canât help but notice that bokuto is beaming too and clapping the loudest.Â
as the crowd starts to disperse, akaashi and bokuto join you again, ready to take you to your planned dinner. before you leave, bokuto says, âi was going to do this later but i canât hold it in anymore, babe.â and he gets down on one knee with a ring box akaashi is all-too familiar with.Â
sakusa kiyoomi ⶠreunited childhood sweetheartsÂ
âtry not to look so dour, sweetheart,â sakusaâs mother tells him as she fixes his tie. sakusa wants to grumble some choice words but he knows better than to complain to her. besides, heâs only partially paying attention, eyes darting about the crowd and back towards the venueâs entrance.Â
he settles on adjusting his mask with a barely audible sigh and mumbles a quiet thanks as she flits to fuss over his older siblings. he glances again, disappointed as a different group of people waltzes in. he knows his older sister wouldnât be so cruel as to lie to him that your family will be in attendance but the anxiety is making his antsy.
the two of you were inseparable as children with you being one of his only friends growing up. you spent you days squirreled away in some nook reading or outside playing volleyball. your mothers always cooed that you two would get together one day, and as he got older and learned what that really meant, sakusa found himself hoping too. but then your parents took you and your siblings abroad, leaving him alone and heartbroken. he cut you off, hoping the distances and time would make your departure hurt less, but it didnât.
sakusa doesnât recognize the voice that calls his name but his head snaps towards the doorway. youâre standing in between your older sister and younger brother, waving at him. his heart skips a beat. your social media postings donât do you enough justice; youâre even more attractive that the pixels heâs spent hours staring at.Â
you still have that ever-present smile on your face and you quickly break-off from your family to bound over to him. without even thinking, his arms close around you as you embrace him tightly. you feel so familiar and he doesnât want to let you go as you part. evidently, you donât either as you keep him close still, only leaning away to look at him. âyouâre so tall,â you laugh, more shyly you add, âand very handsome.â
this time, sakusa thinks his heart stops.Â
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Overnight Lovinâ
Sakusa Kiyoomi x Reader
cw: smut, alcohol mention, oral sex(f!receving), dumbification, dirty talk, whipped!Kiyoomi, mutually cumdrunk, PnV sex, creampie. Minors do not interact.
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This is not your bedroom.
As much as youâd kill for it to be. Silk cotton stuffed duvet a rich maroon in accordance to equally as soft sheets. Carefully shined mahogany floors checkered in wine colored Persian, a bedroom thatâs more fantasy love suite than any commonplace bedroom and fuck if this mattress isnât like heaven to lay on.
But this isnât your bedroom.
You point your nose to the oversized shirt flooding a little under your collarbones. Itâs just a simple horror tee. Dark colored kanji hovering over an illustration of Jason half obscured by cartoon blood and soft to the cotton touch. Itâs big enough to cover a good portion of your thighs that are⊠not dressed with anything. Huh. Yeah, you are- You feel up your modest covering with a quick pat down of your hands. - Completely naked under this. And honestly a little sore. A certain shift of your hips has your pelvic area throbbing back at you like itâs already tapping out, fingerprint bruises on your thighs that feel tender when you poke them; even your tits are sore - nipples perking under your shirt like theyâve already been prodded and played with. Whoever the hell you went home with last night gave you a run for your money.
Come to think of it, what the hell even happened last night? Last you remember you were twisting your hips against a bar stool while your college buddies raved on ecstasy and coke on the dance floor. â A Shirley temple was enough to start your party high without indulging in any illicit drugs, but youâve never been much of a drinker. That fizzy cherry vodka already had you buzzing, a few more of those and who knows whatâll happen.
You bite your lip against the grain of new life and newer feelings of lechery. You look too good and too soft not to be bent over a sink somewhere.
âThat sweet?â His voice turns your fine hairs into goosebumps. âLooks tasty.â
You gaze up at him with doey eyes so filled with mirth that it makes his palms sweat. âIt is.â
You slide your bottom lip through your teeth. Voice as pretty as you are. âYou want a sip?â
Heâs the smell of Dior and vetiver as he lifts the glass cuplet out of your hands. âSure.â
You donât remember who he was or what he looked like but just the memory of his raspy voice turns your sore throbbing into a needy ache. â If the way the sink in his bathroom abruptly stops with a moment of sluggish shuffling, youâre about to find out who exactly it was that rocked your world last night.
Youâre already looking up at him when the door opens with a neat click, his muscled limbs stretch his boxers in a way that can only be described as appetizing.
And then you get a good look at his face.
Oh. Holy shit.
Thereâs⊠Thatâs-⊠How? He looks exactly like he does on his teamâs magazine covers. JSMâs top ten lists, BungeishunjĆ«, and news outlets that brandish his face for a chance at watchability. Heâs even more handsome in person. Trademark resting bitch face does little to dilute how painfully attractive he is and if anything the intimidation factor is a bonus. As well as the fame, the money, and of course his position as one of the top most well known athletes in all of Asia.
His name precedes him, the renowned Olympic volleyball player feels even taller than the humble 6â4 his Wikipedia pages cite him as,
Heâs Sakusa Kiyoomi.
If it werenât for the disorienting confusion you may have screamed. This is the guy who fucked you last night within an inch of your life.
Your voice is a little raspy which is expected, but when you open your mouth your jaw is sore. âOhayĆ Gozaimasu-â
He clears the floor from the bathroom to the bed in just a few footsteps, you can barely react when heâs grabbing you by the jaw and tilting your head up for a better angle.
And then heâs kissing you.
The kiss is slow and sensual, so sultry that you moan a little in his mouth and he breathes into it with a deep hum. Heâs kissing you like he loves you, like heâs crazy about you and like he just canât get enough. The current of the kiss follows a savory kind of spit swapping that turns your inner thighs misty, and he pulls away with a soft smack that all but leaves a gossamer trail.
His thumb rubs circles on the soft of your cheek. âOhayĆ.â
Your heart skips at the little peck he leaves on your lips before finally pulling away.
He runs a large hand through his tousled hair as he moves for a dresser near the vanity. âI ordered us some breakfast that should be here within the hour,â
He pulls out a shirt. âIâd make you some breakfast from scratch but,â Sakusa tugs it over his head. âI figured itâd be cruel to subject you to my cooking this early on.â
You blow a humored breath out of your nose. âI appreciate the sentiment regardless,â
He approaches the bed again and sits himself down across from you, there are love bites on his neck that probably match yours. âI hope you slept well.â He hums. âI slept like a rock because of you, actually.â
Oh god, you donât even wanna know what kind of raunchy shit you were up to last night.
âI slept like the dead.â You crawl up to him, heâs already opening his arms for you. âWhatever you did put me out like a light.â
You fit in his arms so well itâs almost scary, he wraps his arms around you like he might never let you go. âUh, Sakusa-san?â
He furrows. âLast name?â
You smile apologetically. âKiyoomi,â You correct yourself. âI donât⊠remember a lot of last night. We came back here from the club, right?â
âYouâŠ?â Kiyoomiâs eyebrows shoot up incredulously. âYou donât remember?â
âNot a lot.â You shake your head.
He frowns.
But even still his hand rubs fond lines up and down your back, still holding you just as faithfully, and looking up at you like youâre the best thing since sliced bread. âWe marathoned a few drinks and then I had us dropped off at my place. I think⊠we started in the car, and then in my living room, and then the kitchen, the hallway, my bedroom finally; and then after a few hours we finished each other off in the shower. Around five we kissed until you eventually fell asleep.â
Kiyoomi traces the curves of your lips as he gazes fondly. âLast night was the best night of my life, I think. I donât know if Iâve ever been with someone who could make me feel so good.â He proclaims. âI hope itâll all come to you eventually, it was really something special.â
Well with the way heâs been treating you up to this point, itâs not like youâll have a hard time believing that. Every earnest caress and look of adoration, the way his voice timbres into a loving hum, so smooth it makes you shiver. Hopefully those memories do come back at some point. Youâll never live it down if you actually missed the best night of your life.
You muse it with a little pout at the thought of that, Kiyoomi debates leaning forward and sucking your bottom lip into his mouth. âHopefully I do remember then. It sounds like we had a lot of fun,â
Your pout drops after a short moment of consideration and you lean in even closer. The soft tip of your nose grazes in feather strokes as you skim it over his and slowly ease your lips down the path way to his, tasting his shuddering breaths as you hover there for a few painful seconds. But he all but melts when you finally meet. A chaste lingering kiss at first, a few sensuous short ones; you do him the courtesy and suck his bottom lip in your mouth instead. â Letting it snap back before youâre starting a trail down his cheek and kissing up until you're nosing under his jaw, using your loving hand to tilt his head up and give you the access that you seek.
He could buy you a ring right now, he wouldnât even regret it. You don't even remember what you two got up to last night and still youâre caressing him in a way that gives him goosebumps. If you keep this up, he might wind up funding your entire life.
You bring your head up again and pull him into another kiss. Slow and open mouthed, and he damn near purrs when you start pushing your fingers through his hair. âRegardless, you feel amazing.â You whisper against his lips.
God, you might be trying to kill him. âI wouldnât mind a refresher if youâre up for it.â
He sighs through his nose as he ducks his head to burrow himself into the crevasse over your shoulder, already peppering in searing kisses down your throat. âI was hoping youâd say something like that.â
Kiyoomi sucks in a love bite that makes you whimper so pretty. âIâm gonna make you feel so fucking good you canât take it.â
With the way youâre already making a mess in his lap, you believe him.
â
Heâs a good kisser.
Regardless of where his lips end up. Heâs a little messy, a little heavy with tongue, slow when it matters and firm when it counts. Heâs great with his mouth. Surprising since heâs known for being somewhat of a recluse in the opinion of the public eye. Some call him aloof, others call him cold, the majority call him intimidating, but right now what comes to your mind is giving.
The way he spits on your already messy pussy makes your eyes roll.
You inadvertently hump into his face as the combination of his tongue and fingers set the pit in your stomach ablaze. Heâs fucking you with his mouth so thoroughly that the skewlch of your building arousal reverbates throughout the room. You almost feel bad about how much your thighs are all but compressing the sides of his head, but every effort to lighten up on him has him tightening his hold on you to keep him locked against your sloppy cunt.
You hiss through your teeth as your fingers card through his hair. âF-Fuck⊠OmiâŠ!â
Kiyoomi moans against your clit at the wanton sound of your pitched voice. Airy, and breathy, and intoxicating. Heâs grinding himself so desperately into the mattress that heâs sure heâs gone sticky.
The veins in his arms pop as he persistently fucks his fingers into your tight little hole, sloppily sucking your swollen clit as the way you roll your hips into his face drives him crazy. âYouâre gonna make me cumâŠ!â You whimper. âFuck, Kiyoomi!â
That crude mixture of his spit and your cum is starting to form a little puddle under your backside, every bit of you he doesnât get to swallow he doubles his efforts to drink you up sprucely.
Hearing you teeter over the edge makes him feel like heâs following close behind. Your moans are so astonishingly pretty that itâs turning his brain all fuzzy. âFfffuck! Oh fuck. Oh my god, baby! Fuck-! I-IâmâŠIâm cummingâŠ!â
Kiyoomi groans drunkenly into your cunt as it suckles on his fingers, heâs so determined to drink every last drop of your cum that he almost comes off as depraved. Lewdly slurping you up as the way he desperately sucks on your clit makes you whine into the air. Still indulging himself in your mess even as you whimper from overstimulation.
He only pulls away because the way youâre begging for him to fuck you is sending him into a frenzy. âWanâ it so bad, Omi. Please? Do whatever you want to me. U-Use me up!â
âYeah?â Kiyoomi hums into your mouth as you suck yourself off of his tongue. âWant me to use you? Iâll fuck you till you cry, you know.â
Your misty eyes make his heart skip, the way the head of his cock catches your entrance feels like stepping into heaven all over again. âPlease, baby? Give it to me. âWanna feel you inside!â
He gapes a little as he presses himself in, so overwhelmed that his head falls into your shoulder and itâs an effort for him not to outright cry out at how fucking unreal you feel.
He thinks he might just be falling in love with you. Having a pussy like this may just be a hazard for his mental health, thereâs no way heâs letting this slip throughout his fingers. âOh my god,â Kiyoomi chokes. âO-Oh my fucking god.â
âYou feel⊠unbelievable, angel,â He starts his pace. God, fucking you is actually pushing him to the brink of insanity. ââŠoh my fucking-⊠s-so tight! So fucking wet for me, angel⊠holy shitâŠ- youâre so good to me, baby.â
His breathless praises are sending you alight. Heâs so deep in your guts that youâre sure youâd find a bulge if you looked down at where your bodies meet. âSo goodâŠ! So, so good!â
The way you hold each other is so desperate and devoted that it feels biblical. âI can feel you in my stomach, Omi⊠So deepâŠ! Y-Youâre⊠too deep!â
Kiyoomi grunts as he pushes himself in to the hilt and holds himself there for a blissful second. Grinding his hips in shallow circles that make you choke on your tongue, but you barely know the half of until heâs lifting up one of your legs.
And then the other, lifting on his knees till heâs hovering over your pretty face, - and then he starts pistoning.
The way your face contorts from a flustered glimmer of welling tears to a blissed out gape that cutens as your tears fall is enough to make his balls feel tight enough to burst. Never mind how fucking amazing this new angle is, watching you lose your mind under him as those pretty tits move to the current of his thrusts is making his brain feel all cloudy. â Heâs sure the eye contact heâs keeping is transparent in the fact that heâs turned a little love drunk. Ducking his head to press tempered kisses on your throat, but he canât help himself from the way his lips skim up to your ear and his mouth moves without him really thinking about it.
Itâs a pleasure induced haze, heâs sure. But he canât be forgiven for the absolute filthy things heâs saying to you.
âYou hear that?â He drags in a few particularly forceful thrusts that make you sob so prettily for him. âYouâre really soaking me up, huh.â
âIs it that good? You feel me deep in your tummy?â Kiyoomi swivels his hips. âS-Shit. What a pretty fucking noise that just was. Fuck, baby. - Oh, are you crying?â
âToo much?â But even still he presses more of his weight on you until every thrust is hitting you to the hilt. So deep that every other press of his hips forces a yip out of you that makes his face hot. â Heâs really starting to think he might be ruined for anyone else at this point.
âYouâre gânna take it for me anyway though, huh? Slutty baby⊠Youâre gonna let me fuck you brain dead? Fuck you till youâre all stupid for me?â
You sound as far gone as he is. âY- Yes! Yes!â
âYeah, thatâs it, angel. Such a⊠fuck⊠good fucking girl for me.â
You must be close to cumming cause youâre really starting to milk him for all heâs worth. Sucking him back in every time he pulls away and every moment he continues to fuck into you you only get tighter.
Heâs losing his mind. âOhhh fuck. Fuck! I swear to god Iâm gonna break you. Gânna - shit - gonna fuck you till youâre all mine, yeah? H-Holy shit-â
Kiyoomi groans at the way your fingernails start to dig groves into his back. âMhm. Mark me up, angel. Wanna see you all over me when weâre done.â
You grab a helping of his hair and hold on to it for dear life, youâre drooling at this point. âOh my god⊠oh mâ god, Kiyoomi⊠Iâm- Iâm gonna make a mess!â
âYeah?â Which obviously means heâs reaching down to rub messy circles on your clit. âGonna make a mess? Wanna soak me in your pretty cum?â
âGive it to me then, baby. Iâll fill you up so good when you do.â
You croon in his ear and it sounds like gospel.
And then youâre soaking the bed with your cum.
Kiyoomi doesnât let up even as your juices wet down his pelvis and legs. He doesnât stop his punishing thrusts or the rhythm heâs keeping on your clit, still whispering words of filth and praise in your ear, â and it looks like youâve completely lost yourself to the pleasure at this point. The way his name is clipping so desperately off your tongue is making his eyes roll into his head. And itâs just a few more moments of fucking into your spasming pussy till heâs following you off the edge.
âOh god. Oh my god.â He hisses. âMmmh - Oh fuck, baby. Iâm cumming⊠f-fuck! Iâm cumming. Iâm cumming.â
Oh god, even after last night thereâs still so much of it. So much and so hot. Just the feeling of clenching on his hot cum as he continues to fuck into you is sending you over the edge again. God, the sounds youâre both making. Thank goodness his penthouse is big enough to not worry about disturbing any of his neighbors, reinforced flooring probably snuffing out the sound of your debauched love making. Heâs never been the most vocal in bed but youâre making him whine into your ear like a cheap whore. And the sounds youâre making - Fuck, the sounds youâre making, he wouldnât be surprised if he turned his head and found the decorative plants near his terrace sprouting flowers. It shouldnât even be possible to sound that fucking good and feel this fucking amazing all at once.
Kiyoomi doesnât even realize that bed making firm clicks into the wall until he starts to slow up his thrusts. Gradually coming down from his high until his desperate movements become slow and sensuous grinding, still rocking into you even as you settle again in his arms.
He lifts his head to bring you into a lazy kiss, a little sloppy, a little butterfly inducing.
You sigh into his lips. ââŠHoly shit.â
Kiyoomi pulls away to press a few slow kisses into your jaw. âI think I just might be addicted to you.â
âYouâre telling meâŠâ You cross your legs over his back. âIs it too early to suggest we go steady?â
He snorts a little. âAs if Iâm letting you go anywhere after that.â
Kiyoomi raises his back to gingerly kiss you on the lips, so tender it feels loving. Even as he pulls away he seems ailed by it. He is ailed by it. He canât even imagine how heâll fare when he has to get up eventually.
His breath is warm against your lips. The way he speaks to you feels reverent. âYouâre stuck with me now.â
You smile. And he goosebumps. âArenât I lucky then?â
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nothing could get him off more than being able to cause shockwaves of pleasure roaming throughout your entire being. nothing was better than sakusa's touch.
his big beady eyes staring you down as you squirmed in his lap, watching his every movement his fingers stimulated upon your intimate area. his thick long fingers slowly entering and sliding back out, absolutely coated in your glistening essence.
sitting on his lap as he fills you to the brim with his knuckles, his cock's gotten stiff and completely rock hard at the sight and your moans you let out the more he went rougher with his change in pace.
his delicate lips nipping at your warm cheeks that're stained with tears of satisfaction. words escaping his mouth at a whispering volume to praise you for being such a good girl as his fingers slowly circle your clit.
the whole time sakusa's focus never left the reflection.
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s.kiyoomi + gf moments
ââ fem reader, crack, fluff
ââ a/n; i don't know what this is, i just had a thought and felt like writing it.. it could become a serie of events until the Sakusa Kiyoomi finally admits he loves y/n (?) idk, let me know if you like the ideađ
You have been best friends with Bokuto since you were young. Your friendship was so fun and purely like brother and sister that you even decided to move together once high school was over and your University period of life began. Even if you were very different in personalities, somehow you both worked together and couldn't imagine a life without him as your bestie-almost brother.
After some time living together, you got very used to seeing some people around the house almost everyday, his volleyball teammates.
First, it was Miya Atsumu and Sakusa Kiyoomi. Atsumu was the biggest flirt you have ever encountered in your life, almost to the point in which sometimes it annoyed you. In a good way though. He was a cutie.
While Kiyoomi was very chill and shy, he mostly kept to himself if no one bothered him; but he had the most snarky and filled with sarcasm answers for whatever antics Boo and 'Tsumu could come up with. You loved it.
Then Hinata Shouyo joined the team, and it was like a whirlwind uprooted everything in his path. He was the most outgoing and sociable and kind human being you have ever met.
And it all became like a routine. Everyday after practice, all of them would come to have dinner at yours and Boo's apartment. By this time, you already know all of them and how they all liked things and their meals. Especially Omi. He was a particular, rare especimen.
Bokuto had warned you before introducing him, how he did not like physical contact or how he wouldn't take off his mask if he wasnât playing in a match or eating. He warned you not to feel offended or take it personal if he bluntly commented on how things were not clean enough or whatever.
But surprisingly, he had never looked down on anything in your apartment or even commented anything in front of you.
There was even one time he did comment in the middle of dinner, "I'm surprised how you maintain everything this clean and organized considering you live with BokutoâŠ"
"Hey!" Boo complained, mouth full of food, while everyone laughed.
That same night, Boo had pestered you about how the Sakusa Kiyoomi liked you. Of course, you couldn't believe it. The man barely spoke to you outside of those moments the team was present at your apartment.Â
It was until one night, when everyone came of course after practice to have dinner you were already cooking, when he did something you never thought he would do.
Of course, the amount of noise they made even before getting inside the apartment was a clear sign they were almost there. Shouyo and Boo always came straight to hug, picking you up and squishing you hard as a greeting. Atsumu would fist pump and wink at you before throwing himself on the sofa, of course putting some other volleyball's team match on the TV. While Omi would simply bow slightly with his head, not even getting too close to you, standing on the entrance of the kitchen.
By this time, you already knew and respected each one of them and their ways to show how much they appreciated you.
"It smells so good, Y/N," whined Shouyo as he entered the kitchen and made his way to the fridge to pick something to drink.
Omi was so quiet you have not realized he had followed the red-mostly orange-head and was standing at the door of the kitchen.
"I'm glad you think that," you smiled happily.
"He says that about almost everything. He would eat a bug and say exactly the same thing if he's hungry enough."
To say that you were surprised to hear his deep voice speak that amount of words was small. Yet, you couldn't avoid finding it funny how he always got the cleverest answers and dark humor. So you laughed, while Shouyo pouted, drinking from the beer he took from the fridgeâit was Friday night after all.
You kept cooking, smiling and listening to how Shouyo complained to his teammate how evil he was with him when he was all nice to him.
"Alright you twoâŠ" you meddled, smiling happily at the incessant noise from everyone around, "If you're gonna keep arguing, you could at least help on setting the table, right?"
They both nodded while moving around to find what they needed, still arguing, but now about something else which sounded like Shouyo's height. Omi loved getting on Shouyo's nerves when it came to his height.
"What's that, Y/N?" Shouyo suddenly asked, signaling to a set of a plate, forks, a glass and a mug that were separated in a corner of the cupboard.
"Oh. That's Omi's," you said, your attention anywhere but said man.
"I don't remember leaving my stuff here," he commented, with no mean intention in his voice towards you.
"No, I mean⊠I know you don't like your stuff mixed with everyone's, so I picked a set I always clean twice and kept it separated from everything else. No one touches or uses that but you," you answered him, still looking at the food you were cooking over the oven.
Oh, God, kill me now, was all you thought as silence reigned in the kitchen.
But then, you felt a tall, warm presence behind you. You knew it was Omi, Shouyou was not that tallâhe was only a head over yours, while you knew Omi was much taller.
It was the first time the Sakusa Kiyoomi got that close to you and it shocked you to the core. But what surprised you the most was when you felt his chin rest on your head comfortably.
"Thank you, Y/N," you could feel the vibrations of his deep voice and the rumble of his chest on your back saying your name, his entire dark but comfy aura so close to you, all you could think was how good it felt.
If you would have turned a bit to Shouyo's direction, you would have seen him with his eyes open wide, like those funny cartoons where their eyes popped off their face to express shock. Thankfully, he didn't say anything, he simply turned on his feet and flew from the kitchen to the living room where Tsumu and Boo were.
"You're welcome," was all you could say, almost a whisper, as he comfortably stayed there, barely a centimeter of distance between his body and yours.
If you weren't shocked enough by that, you definitely almost collapsed when you felt one of his fingers timidly caress your hand that was not holding the spoon you were cooking with, resting next to your hip. It had been barely a touch, yet the warmth and little tingling it provoked made you take a deep breath to gather your mind straight.
If you hadn't before, now you definitely were falling for this rare specimen.Â
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âthis event is a hassle.â
kiyoomi says as he pulls you to the side â the abandoned bit of the balcony of the great ballroom, the balcony is completely empty save for you two.
you laugh, a little bit tipsy from all the champagne you've had, âc'mon, omi, don't be such a buzzkill.â
he grunts, âi just wanna go home.â and you notice a hint of a pout at his lips.
âyou're so pouty!â you exclaim, laughing, and he covers his face turning away from you.
âshut up.â
you giggle into the night, the sound drowned out by the soft music playing and the chatter from inside the ballroom.
âomi,â you coo, âyou wanna go home?â
this was a gala, for the athletes and whatnot, kiyoomi always hated those events â just so many people, and not to mention he canât act all lovey dovey with you because your relationship wasn't one that was supposed to happen, you were his manager for god's sake.
and yet.
kiyoomi found himself falling for you, and for everything that made you, you.
âyes,â he says, his hands at your waist and his body pressed against yours.
you smile up at him, âalright, let's say goodbye to our colleagues then.â
âmhm,â he hums, leaning in closer and pecking your lips, tasting the vanilla champagne mixed with the cherry lip balm you wore on your mouth, âi'll tell them i'm driving you home.â
needless to say, you were surprised at his gesture of kissing you so openly â the risk of getting caught was high, after all.
but anyway,
you smile at him, âlet's go home, omi.â
you'll be spending the night in his bed after all.
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boyfriend! sakusa who isnt super big on physical touch, but always shows how much he cares with the little things he does, like holding doors for you and carrying your bags.
boyfriend! sakusa who doesnât love physical touch, but still takes every opportunity he can to kiss you
boyfriend! sakusa who immediately comes to you when heâs in a bad mood and needs to talk shit about someone
you were relaxing on your couch when suddenly you heard a harsh knock on your door. you panicked thinking it could be the police, but upon further investigation (looking through the peep hole) you discovered it was just a very irritated sakusa. you opened the door and almost immediately he pushed past you and b-lined for your spot on the sofa
âyou wonât believe what that idiot atsumu did today, i swear his stupidity may just drive me mad!â. he practically growled. you could already tell this was gonna be a long rant so you gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and got comfortable next to him before he started.
boyfriend! sakusa who only allows you to enter his bedroom and has a blanket and pillow saved for only you (he regularly washes when he knows youâre coming over)
boyfriend! sakusa who leaves a get well soon basket at your doorstep and facetimes you for hours at a time when you get sick
boyfriend! sakusa who always surprises you with designer jewelry and shoes, not for any reason other than him wanting to see you wear it.
boyfriend! sakusa who likes going out with you at the most random times, just to avoid huge crowds (if he wasnât with you he wouldnât be making an effort to go out at all if possible)
never in your life did you think youâd be getting ready for a dinner date at 8:30 pm on a tuesday. your boyfriend was on his way to pick you up, he made reservations for the two of you at a nice restaurant with a beautiful view. you were slightly annoyed with the time and date since you had work/school the next morning but just seeing sakusa instantly lifted any negative emotions you had about the situation. you opened the door to see him in a white polo shirt, black pants, a luxury belt on and a fancy silver watch on his wrist. you were practically drooling. the two of you walked to his car and made your way to the restaurant.
âi forgot to say this earlier, but you look absolutely stunning tonightâ he said calmly, keeping his eyes on the road. you laughed and returned the compliment.
âby the way, whyâd you choose a monday to take me out, kiyoomi?â
âi really do hate crowds, yâknow?â
boyfriend! sakusa who has the funkiest music taste and always leaves you confused when his playlists go from the doors band to aphex twin to chase atlantic
boyfriend! sakusa who doesnât mind your germs getting on him
(he still makes you shower before you get in his bed)
boyfriend! sakusa who sleeps best when youâre lying on top of him under his blanket with his arms wrapped around you
boyfriend! sakusa who made a hand signal that only you and him know, that he uses when he wants to get out of any situation and sneak off with you
you were at one of sakusas games, you always arrived earlier with him since people wanted interviews with him and to take videos for tv, so you would usually just sneak around back and wait for him, but sometimes interviewers caught up to you and would sneak a few questions in with you. this time you and sakusa were both in the lobby of the dome he was scheduled to play in.
âdo you know how long sakusas been training for this match?â
âhas sakusa shared the secret behind his flexible wrists with you!?â
âare you only with sakusa because of his fame?â
you were being asked so many questions you could hardly even get one answer out, you looked over at your boyfriend to see what he was up to, and thatâs when he gave you the signal, low enough for nobody else to catch it. then he made up some partially believable excuse and left the interviewers. quickly after you made up a slightly less believable excuse and followed pretty far behind him. you werenât exactly sure where he went, there was way too many doors down the hall he took so you just walked in hopes of finding an open one.
thatâs when you suddenly felt a strong arm wrap around you and pull you into one of the lounge rooms, followed by an attack of kisses to your face.
âi play so much better when we get to do thisâ
boyfriend! sakusa who lets you do hair care and skincare on him, and is surprisingly educated on skincare and which products/ingredients work best for different types of skin problems.
boyfriend! sakusa who letâs you count all the freckles/moles on his body and trace them with your fingers
boyfriend! sakusa who wakes you up every morning youâre together by the smell of him brewing your coffee and making breakfast for you
you woke up in sakusas bed earlier than usual. it was 8:25 am on a saturday, you had no reason to be awake this early. but something smelled so good, you couldnât go back to bed after your nostrils had been blessed by such a scent. you grabbed one of sakusas sweaters and made your way to his kitchen. there he was in nothing but his boxers, cooking pancakes over the stove. the morning sun hitting his back at just the right angle to make all his muscles really pop out at you.
âsorry, didnât mean to wake you so early loveâ. he says after hearing you come out of his room.
âitâs all good, just what is that heavenly smell?â you joked, sitting on one of the stools at his kitchen island, watching him finish up cooking. he turned around and slid a plate of pancakes infront of you. he even drew a little smiley face out with all your favorite fruits and whipped cream. then he handed you a cup of hot coffee, just the way you like it.
âwhat did i ever do to deserve youâ you said as you smiled at your boyfriend.
boyfriend! sakusa whos love language is acts of service
boyfriend! sakusa who takes your makeup off for you, does your skincare for you and tucks you into bed when youâve had a bad day
boyfriend! sakusa who always reminds you to do the little things, like washing your hands when you get home from being out, or drinking water
boyfriend! sakusa whoâs trying his best for you
(sorry guys this may be a teeny bit ooc but i love him idc)
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summary: usual grocery day with your husband
with: bokuto koutaro, oikawa tooru, sakusa kyoomi and osamu miya.
n/a: brought this one from my old blog, one of my favorites. I'm thinking about making a part 2 with more hq boys, I personally enjoy imagining them dealing with grocery with me đ. hope you guys enjoy!
â bokuto koutaro
a child inside a full-grow 190cm male body, that's what he is. The fact that he still pouts whenever you remind him that "no, you can't get inside the cart baby, you won't fit" proves the point. But besides his childish mood, he can turn your time shopping a lot funnier.
he does cart races, searches for lower prices like hunting a treasure, throw his hands in the air when he finds his favorite snacks and cackles at every single brand with a silly name. He's a total dork, but his excitement is so endearing that you cannot help but absorb it. It's actually sweet, the way he lightly takes a domestic duty. He's also helpful, willingly carrying the bags to the car, and storing the groceries later at home.
he yearns to stay close to you, so even if his both hands are grabbing the cart handle, at least some arm-brushing will happen. He'll feel pretty lost if you both need to part ways through the market, but it's cute how he beams when you guys find each other later.
favorite section: breakfast food section (he's addicted to cereal), and meat section.
what you usually hear from him: "babe, can we buy this?"
â oikawa tooru
if there's something Tooru doesn't look forward to, is grocery day. He even tried to wipe it off the fridge calendar a few times before, but you're too good to be fooled. "the Santos already ordered by delivery, why can't we do the same?" and he always uses the neighbor's card to try to convince you, whining like his teenager version would.
but one way or another, you always get him to go. If he's in a bad mood, he'll probably sulk in the beginning, lazily riding the cart while sighing every two minutes 'cause this is a total "waste of time". But as the shopping proceeds, he gets used to it, even forgetting what he was so grumpy about when a product catches his attention. With some subtle kisses and a small treat, you can even get a smile out of him.Â
He likes to wrap his arm around your back or keep you close by the waist. Not having you there with him it's the worst thing it could happen, so he needs to make sure you stay by his side (also because he simply likes holding you).
favorite section: checkouts (not a surprise), and cosmetics section (he can spend a good amount of time selecting body products).
what you usually hear from him: "are we done?"; "baby, I need your help. This one, or this one?".
â sakusa kiyoomi
He's the one looking forward to this day. He gets uneasy when things run out in the house, so going shopping is almost necessary for his peace of mind. What he doesn't look forward to, though, is dealing with people at the supermarket. Most precisely, the lines, but let's not talk about it to not ruin the mood.
he's very selective, taking whatever time he has to inspect and be sure of the products, in case it isn't a common choice of yours. He appreciates being aware of what you are consuming, not only for being an athlete but because he cares about your health. He likes to share what he's been learning from the team's nutritionist, but he is not a dictator: if you want to treat yourself to some tasty sweets or snacks, he won't get in the way. He'll even join the party.
He'll offer his arm for you to wrap your own, or hold hands. He's grateful to have your company, so he'll cherish it as much as he can. He's also very protective if the place or the lines are too crowned, keeping you by his side and holding you close with his arm.
favorite section: cleaning products (you have no idea how relieved he gets when he goes there).
what you usually hear from him: "I know you want it. Go ahead, put in the cart"; "tsc, they always put the gloves way back there"; "these stupid lines. Again."
â osamu miya
The king of groceries. He's used to doing this two, or three times a week, and it never gets boring. The experience has made him smarter about where and when it is best to buy, plus he has a good eye when it comes to product quality and price. So yeah, you have almost nothing to worry about when Osamu Miya is your grocery partner. Almost.
He's very chill and helpful while shopping, but you better keep a good eye on the cart: it'll get filled to the brim in one minute. When Osamu likes something, he makes a point of buying as much as he can. Once, he filled almost three entire carts, and half of one was just from rice bags. Someone might think you have a whole volleyball team as a family with the amount of food he wants to take home.
Hands on your back, shoulder, waist, any free space he has to keep you close to him â and he'll keep it there the whole time. Touch is one of his love languages, so there's no way he won't keep in contact with you.
favorite section: fruit and vegetables section, and bakery section (he loves the smell of fresh ingredients).
what you usually hear from him: "sweetheart, just one more. It'll be the last, I promise"; "hope Tsum doesn't visit us today"
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HQ BOYS SAYING âI LOVE YOUâ FOR THE FIRST TIME
characters sakusa kiyoomi, iwaizumi hajime
a/n in my sakusa and iwa brain rot rn
sakusa kiyoomi
â kiyoomiâs pretty good at controlling and maintaining his emotions, which is something youâve always admired about him. during those days where everything just seems to be too much, you appreciate your boyfriendâs level-headed and clear mind.
however there are some days (rare as they are) where your roles are reversed.
after a particularly difficult practice match, you received a phone call from atsumu, detailing the events that happened.
âhe doesnât look too good y/n,â he had said. âtonight was a rough one.â
not even a few seconds after the call ended, you heard the front door to your apartment open and in walked your boyfriendâyour pillar of support.
only this time, your pillar had a few gaping cracks in him.
you quietly stood up from where you were sitting on the couch, an air of hesitation lingering as you rattled your brain for something, anything to say. you werenât good at thisâkiyoomi was more skilled in terms of calming someone down with just a few words. you, however, were more of a hug-now talk-later type of person, physical affection coming to you more easily.
but you knew kiyoomi wasnât as fond of the latter as you were.
âwelcome home,â you greeted gently.
kiyoomiâs eyes gazed upward and your heart melted at just how exhausted he looked. there were bags under his eyes and his normally put together outfit was disheveled in different places.
he dropped his bag on the floor and tossed his coat onto the nearby chair. he hung his head, allowing a few seconds of silence to pass before he raised it again.
a few droplets of tears decorated his tired eyes this time.
at this, you threw all caution to the wind and spurred forward, wrapping your arms around his waist. you expected him to tense up or even step out of your hold, but you were genuinely surprised when he reciprocated, hugging you even tighter if that was possible. he dug his face into the crook of your neck, warm tears soaking the strands of your hair.
âoh my love,â you mumbled into his hair, hands softly rubbing up and down his back. âwhat can i do for you?â
his fingers gripped onto your pajamas, pulling you closer.
âjustâŠlet me stay like this. please,â his voice cracked at the end. you sighed heavily as you felt your chest crack into two. youâve never seen kiyoomi like this before and it was sending your emotions into a whirlwind.
but you did as he askedâyou cared about him too much to deny him anything.
âof course,â you whispered. âwe can stay here as long as you want.â
kiyoomi sniffled but didnât say anything more, so you thought he was finished talking, but the next words out of his mouth took your breath away.
âthank you. iâm sorry. i love you.â
iwaizumi hajime
â if there was anyone else other than hajime who could put the oikawa tooru in his place, it was you.
the three of you were childhood friends, pretty much conjoined at the hips. you went from supporting them at their volleyball games to becoming their official manager in high school when you were a second year.
the same year you and hajime became something a little more as well.
growing up with the two of them, you knew their antics very wellâwhich came in handy whenever tooru started acting up.
like right now.
âwait, whereâs oikawa?â yahaba asked, pausing in his steps when he noticed your eccentric captain was nowhere to be found.
you froze, hajime doing the same in front of you. you saw the way the vein on his temple bulged and you sighed, stepping foward to put a hand on his shoulder.
âif heâs out there flirting with the girls again, iâm gonna kill him,â he muttered through gritted teeth.
âiâm right there with you,â you sighed. âcoach, weâll handle this.â
hajime grabbed your hand, leading you back out the entrance where the two of you found the culprit himself. however, instead of a crowd of girls surrounding him, you were surprised to see two familiar faces.
âis thatâŠâ
from beside you hajime groaned. âoh heâs going to have a field day with this. letâs go before he loses it even more.â
as you got closer, you could hear the flurry of comments oikawa was saying, most likely goading the two poor first years in front of him.
you managed to get to your elusive captain before your boyfriend did, and you yanked him back by the collar, satisfaction brewing in your stomach when he let out a terrified shriek.
âweâre here for an important match and youâre out here picking fights with your juniors?â you clicked your tongue in annoyance. ânot a very good example youâre setting for them, are you captain?â
your gaze shifted over to the duo, features softening at the familiar faces of hinata shoyo and kageyama tobio. you sent them an apologetic smile, throwing your hand up to wave them off.
âso sorry about him guys. he ran off without his leash.â
oikawa sputtered at your words and you heard your boyfriend chuckle behind you. the two first years just gaped at you in shock as you dragged the supposed great king back to the auditorium.
ây/n,â he whined. âi can walk on my own you know.â
âoh i know that tooru, but clearly you donât know where youâre going,â you snapped, whipping your head to the side to glare at him.
you reached the area where the rest of the team was warming up, tossing your captain back into the fray.
âlisten iâm sorry butââ
you held your hand up, cutting him off.
âtooru,â you said sharply, causing him to flinch. even the other members stopped what they were doing, not having heard that tone in your voice before.
âif you keep pulling this shit then iâm not afraid to publicly kick your ass. iâve only held back because youâre my best friend and i love you, but you are seriously testing my god damn limit. now, if you would please stand up and address your team the way a proper captain would.â
you crossed your arms, standing there expectantly as oikawa frantically composed himself, slipping back into his easy going persona.
despite the frustration you felt, you couldnât help but shake your head, a smile tugging at the corner of your lips.
you heard the sound of footsteps behind you before an strong arm wrapped around your shoulder. hajime chuckled, looking at you with the biggest shit-eating grin youâve ever seen.
you raised your eyebrow at him. âwhat is it?â
hajime shrugged and leaned in, pecking your cheek.
âhave i ever told you how much i loved you?â
you snorted, a sharp laugh leaving your lips. âreally? thatâs what gets you to say it?â
you gently elbowed your boyfriend in the ribs, unable to hide your ever-growing smile on your lips when he pulled you back to give you a proper kiss.
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| SIDE EFFECTS + SAKUSA KIYOOMI.
+cw. â fem!reader, established relationship, ( domestic ) fluff, love & comfort, slight angst, mature language, atsumu being atsumu, mention of hinata and bokuto. beta-read by my beloved ray.
+wc. â 1.2kÂ
+syn.â Sakusa has gotten used to you pretty quick ever since he started living with you but now that he has known the bliss, he does not want to go back to living alone.
+notes. â this is for flufftober âfond momentsâ collab event for a prompt: quality time hosted by @spookuna. mdni cuz im eighteen plus blog.| redirect to blog navigation. & tagging @tetzoro for poking my pineal glad with a question that became a inspo for this <3
For almost a month, Kiyoomi has had an odd extension of routine that starts after his matches. It starts with going straight home ( to you ), and eating the dishes you made for him which was suggested by a dietitian of course! and then wait at least one hour before hitting the shower, and that too, a cold one since right after he is done drying himself he jumps into bed just to hold you amongst his chest like a hot bag; this . . .this particular moment is what he has been looking forward to for months and now it has finally become a part of his life, and if things do not go south then it might just last for the rest of his life. Just barely thinking of it gets him wide awake. If life was a sleepless dream, then he would not mind sleeping forever at the end of it with you.
Today, however, everything turned upside down. He came home a little late, just a little; ate silently without talking much. Generally, he turns into a yapper right when he sees you. He has so much to talk about yet even with all that bubbling enthusiasm he still does not forget to ask, âBabe, how was your day?â, âAw, babe thatâs amazing. Iâm so proud of you.â, âWhat? Need me to scare the manager? Because I can.â he says while flexing his muscles wearing nothing but a towel around his torso but you know he wonât do that since he has the confidence that you can handle anything all by yourself. After all, you scared the shit out of Miya when you first met him and he will not accept but, indeed, Miya is not easily scared, especially by girls. However, this evening his responses were full ofâ âumm.â and âumhmâ â nods and sneaking glances. The Kiyoomi that is reserved for the world has come home to you today.Â
And that one-hour gap, between his dinner and shower, which is generally filled with listening to you as you roam around the house and work and he follows you like a puppy is filled with frequent calls, messages, and screen time today. It sure makes you worry if not disappointed or angry. It has been a month since you two started living together, so this one hour has always been filled with making this small apartment a place that you both could call âhome.â Things were slowly falling into place, turning this place into a home. You were happy, and Kiyoomi? He was the happiest man in the world.Â
However, crest-fallen.
Sakusa came out of the bathroom freshly showered when you were folding his clothes. Now that he can see your back properly without any thoughts lingering in his mind you look tired, sad, and perhaps. . . a little annoyed. Maybe it is not a good time to tell you the news after all but what else he can do, he does not have much time left either. He tip-toes his way towards you, slowly.
âCâmon out with it, omi. Whatâs up?â You say and turn towards him with a bunch of his clothes in your hand only to face a half-naked Sakusa, a pink towel wrapped around his torso, his hands in the air branching out in a form of embrace. You chuckle as you walk off to his closet but his stance remains intact just his head following you;Â
his jaw drops as he enquires with utmost curiosity, âHow do you always know?â which earns him just an endearing glance from you. You keep the stack of his clothes on the shelf, one by one as he finally says what has been bothering him. âI have to move out. . .to Osaka.â You had to pause before keeping the last t-shirt on the stack of clothes. Your hand is still on the edge of the closet wooden frame since you know the moment you close itâ is the moment you have to face such a warped reality where you would be alone in this newly bought apartment, with no omi to wait for, cook for, or take care of. . .Â
As if he could read your thoughts he mumbles sharply. âBabe, turn around.â He must be still in that pink towel. The air conditioner is on but it seems that he does not mind the cold today. You slowly turn around closing the cupboard with your hands at the back biting your lower lip in anticipation thinking if Kiyoomi had to tell you about moving out to you, then he must have tried all the possibilities of either staying here with you or taking you with him yet none of them must have worked because if it had, you two would not be standing so apart like two curtains drawn apart.Â
âOh dear God,â Kiyoomi groans as he clutches your wrist pulling you into himself. He makes you sit on the edge of the bed while he sits on the floor, legs folded keeping his head on your lap as he draws lazy patterns on the side of your thighs with both hands, simultaneously. âI never thought Iâd fall in love even though Iâve planned it in my notebook ever since I was a kid.â He turns his head up, âNow that my love is here I want to keep it, safe, forever.â The water from his hair has left spots on your long tee. You run your nails through his scalp and he lets out a low even groan saying, âSo, I took a week off to spend time with you and of course to get the packing done.â He has to rake his eyes open since the exhaustion blended with being sleepy along with your tender touch is too tempting not to give in.
âWhat?â You ask, surprised. âYou did it for me?â
âYeah. âcourse. Why wouldnât I?â
A black pup tip-toes its way into the room and both of you watch it walk till it halts right at your feet wagging its tail, tongue hanging out of its mouth. Both of you look at each other, and then a familiar voice turns up, âWeâre here love birds.â Sakusa rolls his eyes before turning around and grabbing your bathrobe to wrap himself up probably because now his senses are back enough to let him know how chill the temperature of the room is. You put your palms over your cheeks, it has become warm again, as you look at the pup.Â
Just when you crouched down to pat the pup, Atsumu, Hinata, and Bokuto followed into your shared bedroom.Â
âSo, whatâre you gonna name him?â Miya asks with a big grin plastering on his face.
âKiyo!â
âHeyyyyy.â Naturally, Sakusa protests. Bokuto and Hinata share a look holding back their laughter.Â
âWell, I call you Omi when I need something from you, or when Iâm angry with you and I call you Mr. sakusa when weâyou struggle to put your thoughts out in words so Atsumu interjects.Â
â âfuck.â He is still grinning. Whatâs he so happy about?
âYeah. that.â you point at him while keeping your eyes still on Kiyoomi. âSo, I donât see a problem calling him Kiyo.â
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Sakusa Kiyoomi had two fantasies, both related to fucking, clearly. The first, do it in his car. The second, in a swimming pool. Why not fulfil them both on the same day?
Doing it in the pool was easy. It was summer, his parents were working, and his brothers were away on a trip. The perfect moment. All it took was a provocative bikini, hot kisses on his neck, moans in his ear, your hand sliding down into his swim suit, and as soon as he was hard, he entered you in one thrust.
"God⊠maybe this will become my favourite place to fuck you. I can feel how warm you are inside."
Touching Sakusa's thigh and fiddling with his crotch as he drove while taking you back home, made his second fantasy come true. He took the first exit he saw and in the nearest open field, he turned off the lights and let you take him until he was exhausted. You got rid of your panties and jumped into the back seats for comfort. He ate you until you were dripping wet enough to then play with his cock over your wet pussy a couple of times before letting you climb onto his lap and ride him as he grabbed both your ass cheeks to pull them up and down on his cock.
"You look so cute like that, so beautifulâŠtaking me in my own car because she can't wait for me to fuck her at her house. How greedy⊠just keep it up baby, please, I'm close".
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HEY, HEY, HEY!! I love your Haikyuu fics, so I was wondering if you could make a fic where the reader is an absolute simp for the boys and shows her lovesickness no matter what, she'd have nosebleeds, compliments them every single time, has literal albums and photos of them everywhere on their phone or at home, she always treats them like kings, etc. The boys could be Bokuto, Akaashi Kuroo, Kenma, Kags, Tsuki, Miya Twins, Sakusa, Ushijima, Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Yamaguchi, Tendou if possible
*you can choose from these if you can't write for them all, i dont mind :>
*you can also make them fem or g/n, whichever your comfortable with
- I suddenly remembered that i loved ur reader wears their jerseys fic, so i was wondering if you can make smth like that. But no pressure!! Have a great dayyyđđ
When You're a Hardcore Simp (w/ Bokuto, Kageyama, Sakusa, and Iwaizumi) x Fem! Reader
HAHA WHAT UP GANG- wait sorry if this isn't as good as my usual stuff, let's see if I can ease back into it <3
warning(s): manga spoilers!!! In Bokuto and Sakusa's. Mention of slight blood in Bokuto's. (like a nosebleed)
Bokuto
âY/N, youâre embarrassing. Since when were you a loser?â
You dab at the dark red liquid under your nose, a satisfied smile on your face as the owlish-haired man spikes a cross-spike across the court in an astonishing manner, the crowds of people in awe at the aceâs movements. Your eyes trace his broad shoulders, the black uniform stretched to fit his body handsomely with a confident tinge in his golden eyes. His arms-
You sigh dreamily, Kuroo Tetsurou rolling his eyes from next to you as Bokuto leaps in joy, slapping Hinata on the back and bouncing on the balls of his feet.Â
âJealousy is a disease, Tetsurou.â You donât let the tall raven-haired boy damper your mood, wondering how you got so lucky as Bokuto drinks in the cheers from the audience. Kuroo rolls his eyes, reaching in his gym bag for a pack of tissues before offering you one as he leans on the railing. You accept it, taking your eyes off the love of your life momentarily to tilt your head upwards.Â
âAt least I donât act like a perv in public.â Kuroo snips, eyeing you carefully as you glare at your long-term friend from high school. âHey, are you okay? This isnât normal, you know.â
âIâm good.âÂ
âYou sure about that?â Kuroo nods at the court, and your eyes meet Bokutoâs golden irises all the way from where youâre standing near the upper-railing as a grin stretches across his handsome features, closing his eyes while waving in your direction with both of his arms in large gestures. Your eyes fill with adoration again, turning away quickly as the blood flow increases out of your nose.
âNope! I take it back, my heart canât handle this.âÂ
Kuroo scoffs, practically seeing hearts in your eyes as Bokuto wilts on the court as you turn your back to him.Â
âIs Y/N avoiding me?â He frowns as Atsumu snickers, Sakusa shaking his head in slight disgust and disbelief at how unbelievably down bad you were. Atsumu points into the crowd with a smirk, Bokutoâs eyes lighting up at the sight of you leaning across the railing with your hands cupped to your mouth.Â
âI LOVE YOU KOUTAROU!!!!â Your voice booms among the cheers of the audience, but Bokuto hears it so clearly. Kuroo is holding your waist back in annoyance at the attention you were getting from onlookers nearby, keeping you from falling off the railing. Bokutoâs eyes sparkle as he laughs at the dramatic kisses you were blowing in his direction. âYOUâRE SO HANDSOME-!âÂ
âI LOVE YOU MORE BABY!!!â Heâs giddy, warmth evident in his features as his manager palms his face in absolute exhaustion. Hinata waves excitedly to both you and Kuroo as Sakusa and Atsumu raise a single hand in greeting. Talk about a PR disaster.Â
Your cheers are loud in his ears as the Black Jackals take the final set, and Bokuto looks as handsome as ever with sweat trickling down his temple, his arms bulging with heavy use as he winks at you from up in the stands. You squeal when he motions to the passes around yours and Kurooâs neck to come down for special access to the court.Â
âI take it back.â Kuroo is annoyed and exhausted as you leap into the Aceâs arms with a squeal, Bokuto catching you by the thighs as you wrap your legs around his middle section in a passionate kiss, obviously unable to keep your hands off each other.Â
âYouâre both losers. Get a room before the press attacks.âÂ
Kageyama
âStop wasting your money, Y/N.â Kageyama chastises you quietly, a box of white milk tapping the edge of his desk as your little school girl skirt takes the seat in front of him, an easy smile on your features as the tips of his ears burn a bright pink.Â
âWaste?â You frown, tilting your head a little bit with your cheek in your palm. âWhy is it a waste if my baby likes it?âÂ
Kageyamaâs cheeks flare up next, obviously short-circuiting as you withhold a giggle, Hinata watching the exchange with a slight pout on his lips.Â
âSo cruel, Y/N-chan, youâre breaking our setter.â The orange-haired first year complains. âAnd you didnât get me anything!â
âYou know Iâd never forget you, Sho.â You roll your eyes, a can of orange juice hitting the edge of Hinataâs desk yet as his eyes brighten tenfold, excitedly popping open the beverage as Kageyama embarrassedly distracts himself by sticking the straw into the box. You smile a little knowing grin as he refuses to meet your eyes, but itâs obvious it became less special to him when you got one for his idiot friend as well.
Casually, you reach a hand out to grab Kageyamaâs hand as he internally combusts at the actions, holding a conversation with Hinata in the midst of it as you play with the tips of his fingers.Â
Kageyamaâs jaw slackens, the softness of your hands making his head spin in a good way before you make eye contact with him. You looked at him with so much love in your eyes, he felt like he couldnât breathe.Â
âBreak timeâs over! Iâll see you later, Sho.â You grin at your friend as Kageyama looks at you in expectation, and you try not to coo at the hopefulness in his blue irises before leaning down, kissing his cheek softly and so sweetly even Hinata has to look away with a blush.Â
âIâll see you later, Tobio.â You cup his cheeks afterwards, kissing the tip of his nose for good measure before beginning to bounce off with a giggle. âHave a good practice later, okay?âÂ
Tobio sits there for a second before a puff of smoke almost visibly comes out of his head, cheeks a deeper red than ever before. Hinata groans, calling after you as you skip your way out of his classroom.Â
âThis time I really think you broke him Y/N-chan!âÂ
Sakusa
âYerâ so down bad itâs laughable.â Osamu quips, and you look at him in false offense, sporting Sakusaâs jersey number as well as his number written on your cheek in black paint. The black jackals cap sitting atop your head tilted slightly to the side, as if you have no idea what the hell he was talking about.Â
âI donât know why you would think that.âÂ
âDonât piss me off.âÂ
You laugh, Osamu humming in content as he lazily watches his brother get blatantly rejected by your boyfriend in his attempt of a double high five as the game nears its close. You bite back a smile at the subtle, knowing glance he sends your way, stomach fluttering in anticipation of seeing Sakusa after his game.
âYa look like a crazy fan that he should get a restraining order against.â Osamu continues, nudging your shoulders as you pout.Â
âDo you think itâs embarrassing? Maybe Omi thinks itâs silly?â You question the shop-owner, beginning to smudge off the ink on your cheeks as your mood dips, Osamu blinking once before beginning to feel a little bad he made you insecure. Instead, he clicks his tongue, reaching out to help clean up the now smudged mess on your cheeks.
âIf yerâ gonna wipe it off, at least get it off all the way.âÂ
âNo!â You exclaim with puffed out cheeks, astonished he would even offer as you take an abrupt step back. âOnly Omi can touch my face.âÂ
Osamu blinks at you again in disbelief, slightly impressed at the public display of your loyalties at 100% before getting annoyed again. âOi. Donât make me out to be some sort of-âÂ
âGood girl.â Your eyes light up as Sakusa taps a hand on your head, scowling at the inky mess on your cheeks before meeting Osamu with a deadpan stare. âWhat happened to my jersey number?âÂ
Osamuâs eyes flit between the two of you as Atsumu canât help but burst out laughing from the court below, the cook coming to a slow realization as Sakusa turns your head to the side with a slight pinch in your cheeks with one hand, a sanitizing wipe doing just the trick as you meet his seemingly indifferent stare with a look of pure adoration.Â
Heâs just as whipped as you are.Â
Sakusa finishes ridding your cheeks of ink before tugging you along, bringing his mask up over his face as you hum giddily, smile etched into your features when he stops outside the locker room with an outstretched hand.Â
âItâs not embarrassing?â Your voice is quiet as you look up at him with a hopeful glint in your eyes, putting the black paint marker into his hand as Sakusa rolls his eyes. He writes #15 in elegant strokes on your clean skin, laser focused, capping the marker after in satisfaction.Â
âNo.â His response is simple as he tugs down his mask to place a quick kiss on your eyelid, a heat warming your cheeks as Sakusa hesitates for a second before placing one on your lips as well, sending your heart soaring wildly.Â
Heâs already walking ahead of you as you stare after him in slight bewilderment for a second, already bounding up next to him as you slip your hand into his.Â
âThought it was too public for you, Omi.âÂ
âThatâs your prize for not letting Miya touch whatâs mine.âÂ
Iwaizumi
âY/Nâs rizz is unmatched, as always.âÂ
Matsukawa grins into his canned coffee at lunch time, watching as you somehow manage to get Iwaizumi to smile a bit in the selfie you were taking, a flirtatious wink in your eye as your hand cups his cheek lovingly. Iwaizumi nods in quiet approval at the bento you had made for him, shooting you a small loving look he only reserves for you before tugging you into his lap casually.Â
âI still donât understand how Iwa pulled someone as adoring as Y/N.â Hanamaki whistles lowly, Oikawa nodding in agreement with a grin.Â
âSheâs such a simp.âÂ
âWeâre sitting right here, what the hell.â You glare a little bit at the three of them as Iwa matches your action, Oikawa almost laughing at the uncharacteristic expression on your face you obviously adopted from your boyfriend.Â
âIâm not a simp!â You proclaim as Iwaizumi arches an eyebrow amusedly, but doesnât say anything. âYou canât prove it.âÂ
âTurn your phone around.â Hanamaki doesnât miss a beat, finishing off his own bento as you wilt a little, showing the clear phone case littered with heart stickers and a single polaroid photo of Iwaizumi overlooking a strawberry patch. Iwaizumi looks away to hold back his expression, but the guys could tell from his eyes he was pretty happy.
âMost girls do this.âÂ
âUh-huh.â Matsukawaâs next, smirk beginning to tickle the edge of his lips. âWhat do you have his name under in your phone?âÂ
âIwa.âÂ
âWhy are you lying for fun.â Oikawa plucks the phone out of your hand, ignoring your whine of protests before showing the group your blatant lie. âIâm pretty sure this says âFuture Handsome (DILF) Husbandââ.
âSee, that was a typo.â But your cheeks give your poor lie away anyways, upset at how Iwaizumi begins to hide his grin in your neck and hold you a little tighter in his lap.Â
âIs this not a whole album dedicated to your relationship with him- how the absolute hell do you have 600 images of him? I only have one and itâs from fourth grade!â Oikawaâs rant of complaints is cut off by you snatching the phone out of his grasp, before pushing off of Iwaizumiâs lap to run out of the room in embarrassment. Iwaizumiâs mood darkens, turning to his friends as Oikawa freezes up with a nervous grin on his face.
âToo far?âÂ
âYou three are apologizing to her later.â Iwaizumi doesnât leave room for comments, his tone changing drastically into a shy mutter as he stalks out of the classroom to go find you.Â
âEven if she is a bit of a simp.âÂ
âYou say that like you didnât spend a year and half liking her, Iwa-chan!â
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đŹ: asking for another player's autograph
à©â©â§âË featuring hinata, kageyama, oikawa, iwaizumi, kuroo, bokuto, akaashi, atsumu, sakusa
when you want someone's autograph but don't know how to go about it, the most obvious answer is to ask your boyfriend to get it!
#haikyuu#haikyuu imagines#haikyuu scenarios#haikyuu fluff#hinata shouyou#kageyama tobio#oikawa tooru#iwaizumi hajime#kuroo tetsurou#bokuto koutarou#akaashi keiji#miya atsumu#sakusa kiyoomi#text au#smau
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fogged up
wc: 1.9k content warning: smut, post-time skip, established relationship, shower sex, small mention of slapping, oral (m!receiving), reader x kiyoomi sakusa, oneshot, not proofread
note: to be honest. this plot and like little scenario has BEEN simmering in my mind since like 2020 LMFAO i jsut never started writing until this summer..
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It was currently 7:33 PM, and the other day you invited your boyfriend, Kiyoomi Sakusa, to sleep over at your place for the night since heâs got volleyball practice near where you resided. Heâs supposed to arrive around eight which is usually the time he gets out.Â
Twenty-seven minutes.. Good amount of time for an everything shower before he gets here, you thought to yourself. Youâre grabbing the cute pjs you saved to wear for the night you invited him over, along with a pair of some lacy panties to add with your sleepwear if things get a bit intimate.Â
The cold bathroom air hits your face when you twist open the knob and set your clothes on the marble counter. Turning on the water, as you wait for it to get warmer you start stripping yourself naked before hopping in and closing the glass door.Â
You do the usual routine starting with double shampooing, a nice and hydrating hair mask, wash it off before letting your condition sit in your hair. Despite hearing all of the water shooting down onto you and the hitting the tiles, you heard something else from another part of your house. The front door. Someone got into your house. Fuck.. Is this gonna end up like that one movie where that girl dies in the bathroom?? Keep in mind, you lived alone. The door creaked to a close when you heard a heavy thud and footsteps heading towards the noise you created in the bathroom.Â
You were just halfway into your everything shower when you saw the doorknob move side to side through the glass walls of your shower. The clunk of your handle slowly twisted the door open, from outside youâre staring at an eye that pierced back at you to which you knew who it was. Oh thank god, Itâs just Kiyoomi!! Sighing in relief before you realized youâre completely left exposed, vulnerable and completely wet, trying to hastily cover up with just your hands.
âO-Oh.. Iâm sorryâ his husky voices mutters out, realizing youâre helpless naked and showering while he slams the door shut in awkwardness, still standing right outside. Both of you were in a bit of shock at the sudden interaction, the tension rose to its high even though you were separated by the door.Â
âWait Omi! Do you⊠wanna join me? You just got back from practice so you must be feeling really sweaty and gross right now!â peering your head out of the glass door to stare back at the blank wall thatâs dividing you two. His head hung back up to ask through the walls if it was okay, to which you obliged.Â
He creaks back open a sliver while asking you to excuse him for his intrusion. His tall muscular body walks in, dark eyes wide open, face slightly flushed and tried their hardest to resist seeing your bare figure covered with the sheen layer of water that glistened with every movement.
Kiyoomi brought in his clothing and set it aside next to yours as he began to undress in front of you, to which you watched from the corner of your eye while he strips his articles of clothing one by one. His lean long torso, and toned arms left you salivating. Especially when he slid down his boxers to reveal that he already had an erection that coiled out, a large and tall one at that, leaving you in shock while heâs a bit ashamed.
âI canât help myself.â Heâs standing face to face with you with the glass shower somewhat opened, looking down at you and your perky, shiny breasts. You let out a subtle giggle as you grabbed his hand to lead him in the shower with you. His deep black curls, saturated and drooped down as the water catches onto his thick hair.
Turning around to face the showerhead as you wash out the conditioner that was in your hair for a while, you felt Kiyoomiâs large hands hover around your slick waist. His head, in the crook of your neck planting a soft peck on your jaw. You felt his bare cock press and increase in size along the curve of your ass.
âDid you miss me at practice, Omi?â you could feel his mouth form into a small grin along your neck. Heâs gradually sliding his dick up and down on the crevice of your ass, as he nods into you. One of his hands let go from your waist and slide up to your boob, feeling it up and flicking around your nipple as you let out small whines from his cheeky antics.
âHowâd you know?â heâs moving his hand up from your nipple to your chin to position you for a kiss on the lips as you gaze back at his eyes thatâre filled to the brim with lust and desire. The tapping sounds coming from the water hitting onto you two and the floor made it inaudible when you and Kiyoomi started to full on make out in the shower.
His hand on your waist eventually slid down to your slippery clit, rubbing it in slow sensational circles while you continue to receive his loving, sloppy kisses that enhanced your experience. You were the first to pull away from him to catch your breath while you turned around and kneeled in front of him to face his raging boner. Heâs flushed to a rosy pink hue as you started to stroke his cock aggressively since the water made it easier to slide your fingers around his dick.
âShit.. if you do that, I donât know what Iâm gonna end up doing with you.â His thumb reaches down once more, but to open your mouth while your undivided attention was set on him as heâs toying with your warm tongue that swirls around his calloused digit. When he took out his thumb from your slobbering mouth was when you started going down on his length.Â
The warmth your mouth provided him was overwhelming, his hot breathless puffs ringing in the little heated glass room and mixed with the humidity. The amount of slick your cunt produced kept getting washed down by the water, but sucking him off made you feral and crave him even more as you bobbed your head repeatedly on it. His long fingers were buried in your sopping wet hair as he held your head to use your mouth like his own personal flesh toy.
His dick twitched like crazy in your mouth from the unbearable pleasure that he had to pull out before he came in your mouth. But you absolutely refused, you wanted all of his release in your mouth.
âHa.. youâre kidding meâŠâ he snickered whilst holding eye contact with you, your eyes penetrated his while he pumped his warm gooey cum into your mouth before taking it out while he watched you swallow it all down. Sticking your tongue out to playfully taunt him, he canât help but snicker at how you just took it all like that down your throat.
âPut it in please, I canât wait any longer Omi.. itâs been so long since youâve been backâ stepping closer to the glass wall of the shower, your hands spread across the glass that fogged, ass sticking out with the water shimmering as it runs down your back, your head is turnt to peep at him with eyes that begged with sin.Â
âYouâll get what you want.â Kiyoomi splashed behind you as he closes in between the gap, his hands gripping your hips to get closer to his. You watch impatiently from behind as heâs lining up his tip with your slick entrance, the water making it a bit slippery before you felt your hole widen as his head presses into you, letting out an immense moan that rippled along the walls.Â
âO-Omi..!â Moaning out his name as he starts to thrust his size into you, creating banging sounds that recoiled with the water that hits from above.
The side of your face pressed against the shower to watch him at work drilling into your pussy with all the wet squelching that echoed and mixed with sounds of the downpour. Your tits were pressed against the glass and moved whenever he pounded into you, creating foggy looking silhouettes around you. The shadows and your nipples squished around, as youâre able to watch this all go down in the mirror across from you.
His tightening grip was bruising, but you loved it. You also loved whenever he lands a finishing strike across your ass that stings a bright red on your cheek as if your ass was a volleyball that he spiked. Your whimpers and that lewd look on your face powers him further to fuck you even harder. Whenever you call out for him, he canât help himself but pick up the pace to pleasure you even further.
Kiyoomiâs watching you get pounded by him in the mirror, enjoying every second of it. His soaking wet hair brushes against your skin whenever he peppers kisses along your back, while he smells the scent of clean soap wash off your body the more he pounds into you.
âYou feel so fucking good you know that?â You babble out words that you couldnât even make out the moment your slurred speech comes out of your mouth. Your hand reaches down for your clit to stimulate you further to get closer to your release which he noticed. Kiyoomiâs quick to grab ahold of your hand and keep it pressed against the glass as he continues to groan into your ear, saying you donât need to do that when youâve got him.
âMânot letting you cum alone.â Kiyoomi pauses for a brief moment before taking out his cock from your gaping hole, causing you to whimper from feeling so empty without him being in you.
When you turn around to face him with a slight pout on your face, he picks you up and slams you against the cold glass. Awoken from the mind numbing pleasure, your headspace is in for a slight shock when his slightly swollen lips meet yours for another long kiss as if he were a starved animal.
Heâs backing away to slip back in his throbbing cock into your dripping entrance as heâs pressing your back further onto the glass walls of your shower. Kiyoomiâs holding onto you so tight, not letting you go anywhere as he continues to fuck you brainless, feeling all the sensations when your bodies continue to rub up against each other.
His twitching dick and your throbbing cunt, the lust in the atmosphere, the sounds that echo off your wet bodies as the shower runs, Kiyoomiâs almost at his end point. Both of you are sore and stimulated to the max as he releases his white cum into you, coating your plush gummy walls with his white paint. Youâre both still, trying to pick back up your unmatched breathing.
âIâm sorry.. I got carried away,â heâs panting while pulling out, kissing your forehead as a gesture to ask for your forgiveness as you continue to cling onto his broad shoulders.
His essence seeps out of you and drips onto the bathroom tiles as it gets washed away due to the warm running water. Youâre trying to regain your composure as he continues to hold you in his arms, Kiyoomiâs fingers moving away the stray wet hairs that clung onto your forehead while looking into your starry, but droopy eyes peer back into his while you mumble out an itâs okay.Â
âYouâre too beautifulâ he whispers to you before setting you down to help finish washing you up before bed.
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haikyuu love island
a set of mini-series about the haikyuu boys on love island...
the islanders:
ushijima wakatoshi (26), professional volleyball player
iwaizumi hajime (27), athletic trainer - coming soon!
bokuto koutarou - coming soon!
sakusa kiyoomi - coming soon!
miya osamu - coming soon!
miya atsumu - coming soon!
suna rintarou - coming soon!
matsukawa issei - coming soon!
kozume kenma - coming soon!
akaashi keiji - coming soon!
oikawa tooru - coming soon!
more coming soon!
shoutout to @reignsaway for listening to me build this in your dms for the past week!!
lmk if there's any characters you want to see here! i plan on adding more as i come up with stories for them.
dividers from @/strangergraphics
#haikyuu#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu!!#haikyuu fluff#haikyuu headcanons#haikyuu angst#haikyuu x you#love island#love island au#haikyuu love island#haikyuu scenarios#haikyuu imagines#haikyuu fanfiction#hq headcanons#ushijima wakatoshi#ushijima x reader#iwaizumi x reader#bokuto koutarou#bokuto x reader#sakusa kiyoomi#sakusa x reader#miya osamu#osamu x reader#miya atsumu#atsumu x reader#mattsun#mattsun x reader#kozume kenma#kenma x reader#akaashi keiji
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showering withâŠ
Sakusa is quiet and methodological. Itâs gentle hands that take care of you before himself, a fact that surprises you every time he offers to shower together.
When you had begun dating, you hadnât thought he would ever want to shower together. Just accepting it as a part of him that he would rather keep to himself.
Until he pauses at the bathroom door, hand on the door handle, internal struggle manifesting as a grimace on his face.
âWould you want to shower⊠together?â
It takes you a couple blinks to realize what he says. And the you inside your headâs jaw drops comically, like a cartoon character. Outwardly you just nod shyly, making your way off the bed and towards the bathroom.
Now, thereâs still times he would rather shower alone. When he feels the germs on his skin too loudly, and his mind prickles with worry. But, otherwise, heâs inviting you in with a, âAre you coming?â and the quirk of an eyebrow.
Sakusa takes his time rubbing shampoo and conditioner into your hair. Fancy stuff that heâs done research on, different shampoos for you and for him that he keeps in his shower.
The whole this is a quiet affair, with murmured conversation about your day, or his practice, or whatever else comes to mind.
When heâs done scrubbing you down he places a gentle, almost not there kiss to the back of your neck, moving hair if he needs to.
He lets you dry off and sit on the toilet lid as he finishes washing himself, the same routine as always.
And when heâs done he dries himself off with you, peppering more liberal kisses on your skin, the gnawing feeling of germs eradicated with the soap he saw run down your body.
#can you tell iâm whipped for this man#sakusa kiyoomi scenario#sakusa kyoomi x reader#sakusa imagines#sakusa imagine#sakusa scenarios#sakusa x reader#haikyuu sakusa#sakusa kiyoomi#sakusa x you#sakusa fluff
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