#maybe he was just quiet and contemplative and just whiny lol

[ratwars]

Bram "how dare you doubt me" Stoker

[teamatsumu]

kinktober 2023 -> day 27

hate sex - kuroo tetsuro x reader

word count: 2100

warnings: swearing, nsfw, reader is yaku’s sister, both of them are kinda assholes but not really lol

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Kuroo Tetsuro was a very talented individual. Because no one had the capacity to piss you off quite like he did.

You should’ve known the minute you walked into your biochem class that he would become the bane of your existence. You wished you had gotten some sort of warning when you chose your major. A sign. A whisper from the gods. Anything at all to stop you in your tracks. But no, you were here now, and you were stuck seeing him in class every time.

If only that was where it stopped. But then you discovered that he was on the college volleyball team with your brother Morisuke and apparently, they were thick as thieves. The nightmare just kept getting worse.

It’s not even that he was a jerk to you or he bullied you. You just thought he was too cocky and loud and the smirk he supported was stupid. Unfortunately, the moment he found out that you didn't like him, he made it his mission to annoy the crap out of you any chance he got.

He would make jokes about your height, or how uptight you were. He would call you dumb under his breath if you got something wrong in class, or would snicker when the teacher corrected you. He had a taunting lilt to his voice when he talked to you, like his mere words were making fun of you. It was embarrassing, and it stung a bit, but mostly it served to make you angry. Morisuke would always tell you to let it go. That Kuroo was a provocative and inflammatory person by nature, but at this point even his voice annoyed you.

“What kind of pleasure does this bring you?” You gritted out, refusing to look up at his stupid grin.

“It tingles me just right, sweets.” He replied.

“Ugh.” You made a disgusted face, giving him a look that hopefully communicated that.

“You are gross.” You responded, turning back to your book. “Now can you please leave? I have a quiz I need to study for.”

Kuroo hummed, as if contemplating your request. He leaned back in his chair, balancing it precariously on its two back legs. They squeaked in the silence of the library, making your cheek twitch.

“Nope.” He popped the ‘p’, running a hand through his already messy hair. “I’m waiting for Yaku, remember?”

“And he told you to meet him here?” You didn’t look up at him.

“No, I told him to meet me here.”

You glared at him. “To purposely annoy me? Is that it? Why can’t you just stay away from me?”

He scoffed. “Don’t flatter yourself, sweets.”

You turn to him completely this time. “Then what is it, Kuroo? Why the hell are you obsessed with me? How pathetic are you?”

Kuroo stared at you incredulously. “Obsessed with you?”

He leaned forward until his face was inches from yours, eyes narrowed in anger. You nearly reeled back but held yourself in place.

“You’ve got some nerve. Thinking everything is about you. You think I give a single fuck about you? You’re just Yaku’s whiny little sister who thinks the world revolves around her. You’re not worth my time, or anyone else’s. Get your head out of the clouds or you’re going to end up taking a fall you won’t survive.”

You stared at him in shock, watching him gather his bag and water bottle before he stood up and hastily left. You stared at his retreating back, and felt anger burn through you as his words registered in your head.

You ignored the hot tears that stung your eyes.

…………………

The knock on your dorm room door startled you, and you stared at it warily. You contemplated whether you should open it or not. Maybe you could stay quiet and pretend no one was home. You weren't really in any mood to talk to people.

“I know you’re in there. The light is on.”

You nearly groaned, eyes squeezing shut. Anger boiled up in you again, and in a moment of impulse, you rushed to the door, opening it with more force than necessary.

“You've got some nerve.” Your voice shook in anger when you met his golden eyes. “Coming here after the shit you said to me today.”

Kuroo sighed, shoulders slumping. “I came to apologize for that.”

You laughed in disbelief. “What part, Kuroo? Me being whiny or me being pathetic?”

He scowled. “I didn't call you pathetic.”

“You’re getting hung up on the semantics now?!” You shrieked, stepping back to slam the door shut. Kuroo shot his foot out, blocking you from doing so.

“Excuse me? I’m not going to apologize for something I didn't even say!” He stepped inside the room, shutting it behind him so your voices didn't carry into the halls. “In fact, I specifically remember you were the one who called me pathetic. Which you still haven’t apologised for, by the way.”

“Oh my god, I hate you!” You screamed, feeling your face get hot because of how angry you were.

“Trust me, the feeling is mutual!” Kuroo screamed back, stepping forward until he was right in your face. You stiffened at how he was towering over you, his chest heaving and breaths coming heavy and quick. His teeth were clenched, making his jaw tick. Your eyes tracked the movement. You watched a small droplet of sweat run down the side of his face.

You stepped forward until your lips met his.

Kuroo jerked back, looking at you with wide eyes, mouth dropped open in shock. You stared at each other for a few moments, completely silent. Then, the dam broke.

Kuroo grabbed the sides of your face, sealing your lips together in a searing kiss. You moaned into his mouth, giving him the opening to slide his tongue over yours. You backed up until your legs hit your bed, falling back and Kuroo following you down, not breaking the kiss. Your limbs tangled together in a flurry, attempting to rip each other’s clothes off as quickly as you could.

“Can you hurry?” You broke the kiss, glaring at him as you tugged his shirt off.

“Can you shut the fuck up?” He bit back, pulling your sweatpants off your legs.

His lips met yours in the next moment, effectively silencing you except the little moans leaving your lips. His bare body felt heavenly against yours, and for the first time you thanked the lords that he was an athlete.

He broke the kiss again, making his way down your body with his lips. He bit at your right breast, making your breath stutter.

“Of course you would like that.” He chuckled.

“Shut the fuck up, Kuroo. Don’t ruin this-” You dissolved into a moan when he licked over your nipple, biting at it slightly before sucking. You sighed at the feeling.

His hand groped at your other breast, hips grinding down. His crotch pressed between your legs, and the pressure made you whine.

“Hurry up.” You pushed at his boxers, trying to tug them down.

“Say please~” Kuroo smirked up at you. You nearly slapped him.

“Over my dead body.”

Kuroo sighed and lifted himself off your body. He slid off you slightly, making to stand up. “Well, in that case-”

“No!” You sat up, biting your lip, staring at him. You groaned. “God, I hate you.”

Kuroo chuckled. You gasped when his fingers brushed over your clothed core, before hooking a finger into your panties and pulling them off you. His fingertips dipped into your slit. Your breath stuttered.

“Kuroo.” You stared at him, his eyes dark and pupils dilated. His lips parted, tongue peaking out just a little to run over them. His fingers continued their feather-light touch.

“Please,” you gave in.

“Please what, baby?” You whined at the nickname, feeling your core pulse. God, his voice was so husky. You stared at his lips, eyes wandering to his shoulders, his pecs, his abs, to the bulge in his underwear that was hinting at how big he probably was.

“Touch me, Tetsuro.” You whispered. “Please. Touch me, fuck me. You want me to shut the fuck up? Make it happen, then.”

He was on you the next moment, teeth digging into your skin and fingers burying themselves deep in your pussy. You yelped and moaned, spreading your legs more so he could hit deeper. His fingers were so long and delicious, reaching your spot and rubbing against it just right. Within seconds, he had you seeing stars.

“You’re such a brat.” Kuroo bit out, fingers picking up speed instantly. You could barely breathe. Your body jolted under his movements. He was being so rough. “A spoiled little princess. Greedy girl. You’re even letting me fuck you just so you can get off.”

You cried at Kuroo’s words. Fuck. Why was this turning you on so much? You clenched around his fingers, and were met with the sight of his infamous smirk, except this time, it was so much hotter than any time you had seen it before. Kuroo looked like he was enjoying the crap out of this.

“Oh, you love this, don’t you?” He goaded you, curling his fingers until your back was arching off the bed. “Such a slut. What, you got a humiliation kink or something?”

“I’m gonna cum.” You choked out, tears swimming in your vision as your toes curled.

You should've known. This was Kuroo Tetsuro you were with. There’s no way he would let you have anything good. You nearly wailed when he pulled his fingers out, soaking wet with your juices.

“Kuroo!” You cried, tears spilling down your cheeks. “Don’t- why?!”

You didn’t even care that he was witnessing you break down over this. You were just about to have what could have been the most intense orgasm of your life and he denied you it.

“You fucking asshole-”

He shushed you, leaning over and shifting slightly. Something hard prodded at your entrance, before sinking into you in one fluid motion. Your mouth dropped open at the feeling, jaw going slack. He was big, long and oh so hard, and he grazed all the right spots as he slid into you.

Kuroo wiped the tears that soaked your cheeks, brushing his nose against yours in a manner that was almost affectionate. You stared up at him, still dizzy from your almost orgasm a few moments ago. His eyes held a glint that told you tonight was going to be brutal in the best way possible.

And you were right. Kuroo fucked you through three orgasms before he even slowed his pace. You were left a blabbering, bumbling mess by the time his hips stuttered and he emptied himself inside you, warm cum washing over your walls, pushing you through one more orgasm as his unrelenting fingers rubbed at your abused, swollen clit. He didn’t care when you whined at him to stop. He was merciless throughout. It was rough and hot and it made you see stars.

You didn’t even register when his body left yours, or when he came back and ran a washcloth over the mess between your legs. You turned on your side, back sore from all the arching. You were still out of breath as he tugged on his clothes, watching him fix his hair. Well, as fixed as his messy hair could get. Aside from the sweat on his face and his slightly heavy breathing, he seemed unfazed. You would think he was out for a run, not rearranging your guts.

You didn’t realize he was staring at you until a few moments later, when he leaned over to brush your hair off your face. His signature smirk spread over his lips.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. You’re the best sex I’ve ever had too.”

You scowled as he straightened up, making his way to the door. “What the hell do you mean ‘too’?

He didn’t answer, humming happily to himself as he tugged his shoes on.

“You aren’t the best sex I’ve ever had.” You sat up, feeling your face turn red. He gave you a look that was so smug it made you stiffen in embarrassment. You knew he didn’t believe a word you just said. You also knew that Kuroo’s already humongous ego was about to shoot through the fucking roof.

“You’re not.” You mumbled. Kuroo pulled the door open, still supporting the insufferable smirk on his face, giving you a teasing wink.

“You’re not, Kuroo!” You called behind him as the door clicked shut. Sighing, you flopped back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling and ruminating on everything that had just happened.

Fuck.

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[iknowyuu]

study, study, mwah

kdrama! sieun x extrovert! affectionate! reader

// reader gets a terrible grade and seeks out the smartest person they know to help them study. studying is boring though, “can we do something else?”

tags: studying leading to making out, the events of weak hero one class don’t happen AU, sieun sitting on reader’s lap, whiny & bold reader, neck kisses, hickey mentions, sieun bites reader too hard on accident, sieun has never kissed anyone, reader and sieun become physically affectionate really fast in a short period of time (i.e. they make out almost right after the first kiss lol)

note: as you can tell, i like writing about neck kisses 💀 this was meant to be like 300 words max BUT I COULDN’T STOP 😭 ENJOY LMFAO. stream funky glitter christmas by NMIXX!!!

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“ah,” you whine, “love you, love you,” you bring him closer to your chest, and he re-adjusts his legs to either side of your body, his hands tightening on both your shoulders.

sieun is not the type to indulge in physical affection of any kind, really at all. so, how did he end up in this situation?

it started in the classroom. “ohhh myyy goddd,” your forehead hit the paper on the desk, disappointed at the low score you got. “how did i fail again!?” you sighed as you moved your head to the side, looking at your best friend sitting next to you. she laughed at you, “well maybe if you actually studied,” you squinted your eyes at her, “you’d get a good grade.” she held up her high score, smiling at you. “ugh. really? what do you take me for, a rocket scientist or something?” you moved your head to the side. “…how would i even start doing that anyway? i know nothing about studying.”

“just ask sieun then.” she stated matter of factly. “what? you’re joking, right?” you lifted your head and laughed at her suggestion. you didn’t have anything against him, it’s just.. he was very antisocial.. and frankly, you were kinda scared of him. “no [name], im not. he’s really smart and always gets a perfect score.” she gestured in his direction and you both looked at him from your desks in the back of the classroom.

it was lunch time and he was still studying?? who even does that?

you contemplated her words before nodding affirmatively. “okay. okay! you’re right. lets do this.” you stood up and began walking to his desk before turning around when you saw she wasn’t coming. “umm.. are you coming?” you asked.

“HA, no! that’s your grade. not mine,” she shrugged before turning around to one of your other friends to talk about.. whatever they were talking about.

you deadpanned at her and sighed. she’s right, this is on you. if you wanted to step things up, you’d need to do this yourself. taking another deep breath, you prepared yourself and walked up to his desk at the front, not realizing how quiet the classroom got when you tapped on his shoulder. “hey.. sieun?” you looked at him as he slowly turned around, taking out his earbud. “so, i know we’ve never talked, but i wanted to ask if-“

“can you hurry up? im busy.” he scrunched his eyebrows at you, waiting for your response- meanwhile, you swallowed at how blunt he was. honestly.. it was kind of hot. but mostly rude. “oh, okay.” you responded instinctively, feeling hurt by his words, but knowing you needed to ask if you wanted better grades. “is there anyway you could help me study for the next test?”

he blinked at you. “no.” he turns around and puts his earbud back in, continuing to write. you stared at him, shocked. “ooo..kay.”

that was not the first time you’d ask him. yeah, far from it.

when you walked into class the next day: “please, sieun? just until the next test!” “no.”

when he was walking to cram school: “sieun!! hi! how are you?” “if you’re asking me to help you study, the no.”

several days go by of you asking him the same question, him responding negatively each time. you were read to give up, but one evening you saw he was on his usual route home, so you caught up with him after seeing him from the convenience store window: “siiieeuuunnn!! i bought you onigiri and some matcha tea! it’s good for studying, it helps your brain calm down and focus.” you stretched your arms out, trying to hand him the bag full of goods. “oh.” he looked at you, and he blinked, seemingly confused by your gesture. “thank you.” he hesitantly takes the bag from your hands, making eye contact with you, then bowing, you following suit. he then turns on his feet and begins walking home. 

“wait! let me walk you home,” you catch up with him, waving goodbye to your friends through the store window. “so.. you just came from cram school?” he sighs and removes both air-buds from his ears, placing them in his pocket. “yes.” he answers bluntly. “oh, is it good? i really need to start.. y’know, actually caring about my schoolwork.” you glance at him. “it’s fine. it’s a nice place to study.” he slightly shrugs, not sparing a look in your direction. “that’s good!” you smile at him, happy that you’re finally breaking through his shell, even if it’s just a little bit. a silence followed you the rest of the way to his house, and you both stop at his apartment door. “are your parents home?” he looks at you as he unlocks the door knob, “no.” you beam at him, “oh, then if you’re not busy, can we study together? please?” he looks as if he’s gonna say no, but you interrupt him. “pleasepleaseplease! i’ll stop bothering you during school, i promise! and i’ll buy you whatever you want from that convenience store next time we meet!”

he stares at you for several seconds before finally speaking up, “okay. please don’t think this means we’ll be studying together often.” he lets you in, taking off his shoes and stepping into his house slippers, glancing behind him as you cheer, sarcastically remarking "wow, love you too." and step inside, closing the door behind you. 

with time, you find yourself sitting next to sieun at his dining table, your notes and previously failed test in front of you, while sieun is writing down what seems to be practice english. despite what sieun said about not making your study sessions a normal thing, you find yourself at his home at first twice a week, then three times, then four, and eventually it becomes a total of five times a week, not counting the times you convince him to go with you to random places like a park or cafe. you both become good friends, and even though you promised not to bother him during school hours, you discover that you enjoy his company whenever you want to just chill. as the weeks turn into months, you became more and more casual and as a result, affectionate with him. words of affirmation was the way you expressed your appreciation and love for the people around you, and sieun was no exception. the first time you told him "i love you," he was.. startled to say the least. you asked him if that was okay for you to say, only as friends of course, and he agreed. nonetheless, you don’t feel the need to be perfect or completely likeable or 100% positive whenever you’re with him. his lack of expectations from you is.. freeing.

it was the last day before finals, and you had prepared. oh boy, you’d prepared so hard that you believed you would get at the very least a B+ letter grade. all the stress and studying will defientely pay off, you thought, and you felt you deserved a treat and a break. so did sieun.

but it seems he didn’t feel the same. “sieunnn, pleaaasseee,” you whined as you laid completely flat on the ground in front of the table, pouting as he didn’t even glance up to look at you. “we deserve a breakkk! we’ve been working our asses off, and plus, i heard that you shouldn’t cram before a test because it stresses out your brain and makes you forget what you learned!”

he sighs and mumbles. “that’s not true, and you know it, [name].” you close your eyes and sigh “i knowww,” you mumble to yourself, sighing with discontent. “i just want... i just want us to take a break,” you sit up and move to sit as close to him as humanly possible. “you’ve always worked so hard, and you deserve a break. a good, long, and satisfying break.” you reach over and hug his waist, leaning over slightly and resting your forehead on his shoulder.

he’s used to your overly affectionate demeanor at this point; he’s seen it time and time again in the classroom, in the cram school you joined to help your grades (and to be with him), and when you both went out together, you routinely and quite casually saying "love you," or "i love you," or some variation of the sort. he never returns the words and he pretends to not care, but in reality, he likes it. just a little- he would never admit it to you, though.

he glances at you but pays your words no mind, continuing to write on the paper in front of him. “sieun!! if you don’t stop studying right now, i’ll.. i’ll do something! something shocking that you would never expect, and then you’d be forced to stop. so, you better stop now on your own will.” you remove your arms from him and sit up straight.

you don’t catch the air that he forcefully exhales from his nose, “like what?” once again not sparing you a single glance.

oh. you didn’t think that far ahead. “you didn’t think that far ahead, did you?” how did he read your mind!? trying to think fast before he makes a fool out of you, you do the first thing that comes to mind- what you’ve wanted to do for a long, long time.

you lean towards him, slightly moving forward to kiss his cheek. he stops writing, and his head slowly turns to yours, making eye contact with you. your heart, aching for more since when you first started crushing on him, take the chance to lean forward again and place a kiss on his lips. as you’re pulling away, you smile as you notice his eyes are closed. “is.. is that okay?” you smile as a timid and small grin appears on his lips. if you weren’t looking at him as intensely as you were, you would’ve missed the single nod he gave to you.

“i have an idea,” you place your hands on his knees, “you’re always teaching me things and helping me study- now it’s my turn to teach you.”

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you moaned quietly into his mouth as you continued to kiss him, gently rubbing his thigh. the two of you were now in his room and on his bed, lips swollen but still hungry for more. after teaching him the basics of kissing 101 ™,  he quickly got the hang of things. turns out studying is better for more than just good grades.

you pull away, and idea popping into your head. “wait,” you giggle at the way he slightly moves forward, chasing your lips. “i wanna try something, if you don’t mind.” he looks at you with curiousity. “what is it?” “can you.. sit on my lap?” you quickly continue upon seeing the look on his face. “i mean, only if you want to of course, i don’t wanna move too fast or pressure-”

“okay,” he cuts your rambling off and stands up, gesturing for you to move back onto the frame of his bed. you beam and move to the affirmentioned spot, avoiding eye contact as he climbs onto his bed, and into your lap. he looks down at you, getting used to the elevated angle. “like this?” you nod excitedly, not wasting time before you made kissy-lips at him. he takes the hint, barely hesitating before he leans down, lips meeting yours.

now, you’d taught him about other places people would kiss during a makeout session, like their cheek and jaw, but you did not expect him to try and go for it on the first day. he breaks away from you, his kisses moving from your lips to the corner of your mouth and lower, eventually reaching your neck. on instinct, you let out a quiet “ah!” eyes shooting open before closing just as fast. you feel as he kisses and kisses your neck, and you feel like you’re in heaven. his lips are so soft, and they feel so good, you don’t ever want him to sto-

“ow!” you yelp as he immediately stops his assault on your neck. “did i hurt you?” he looks back into your eyes, concern on his features. “no, no, it’s okay, i just wasn’t expecting you to.. bite so hard.” you reach up and run your hands through his hair. “keep going, please,”

you smile and close your eyes as he leans down, this time nipping and biting much softer than before. “ah,” you whine, “love you, love you,” you bring him closer to your chest, and he re-adjusts his legs to either side of your body, his hands tightening on both your shoulders. it feels so good, he feels so good.

minutes go by as the both of you take turns kissing and giving each other hickeys, deciding to slow down when it nears time for you to go.

your phone on his bedside table buzzes once, than twice, then three times. his forehead is resting on your shoulder as you tap him. “okay, i have to go sieun.” you smile at the soft sigh he heaves as he climbs out of your lap, going over to his desk and closing his books.

time goes by as you go back out of his room, taking your time packing all your study equipment before heading towards the door to take off the (favourite color) slippers sieun got specifically for when you visit, and putting on your regular shoes. turning towards him you readjusted the bag you had, smiling at the boy in front of you. "i had so much fun, sieun," you open your arms out and pull him into a hug, enjoying the way he gently hugs you back, almost as if you were made of porcelain, not wanting to hurt or break you, ever.

he doesn't respond as you lean your head onto his shoulder, deeply sighing and closing your eyes, not ever wanting this moment to end. alas, he pulls away first, looking at you with those pretty eyes of his, "you should.. you should come back tomorrow."

the smile that appears on your face is incomparable to any smile you've ever had. the warmth that floods your body is enough to satisfy you, and for the first time with him, you become shy and look at the ground before turning back around to open the door. "i will," meeting his eyes for the last time tonight, you wave at him before two words instinctively leave your mouth; "love you!"

he smiles the tiniest smile and quietly responds, "love you too."

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post story note: omg when i tell you i sat down for an hour and literally wrote half the story last night SJJSSJ I LITERALLY COULDN'T STOP. what did you guys think?? im thinking of writing a part two, but im not sure yet. i hope sieun didn't seem too ooc, i had trouble writing him during the makeout session 😭. let me know what you guys think! here is part two btw!