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gentle man — ushijima wakatoshi drabble (unedited)

ushijima wakatoshi was big. big in more ways than none, and they always say big men are either intimidating and distant or they're down bad needy for their women, ready to worship the ground they walk on.

and ushijima was both, but more so the latter.

without avail, he'd come home from practise every single day and bury his face into your tummy. rubbing his cheek against you and squeezing your plush thighs with his huge hands. he'd trap you against him with his bulky arms wrapped around you. outside your home, he was a big beefy silent guy, but at home in his comfort zone, he was the complete opposite. in your home, he would cling and follow you around like a puppy.

most days after he comes home, you would gently ask him about his day and inquire about how practise went. your fingers would run through his hair, gently soothing him to relax in your arms. you'd only get simple mumbles from him, which often made you giggle at his baby behaviour. he wasn't a man of many words, but mumbling was his way of saying that he's too relaxed to talk about some random stuff that happened in his day. not that he was much a talker to begin with.

and what you loved most was letting him nap on the bed before leaving ushijima to go cook a meal for him, only to find him barely a few minutes later pressed up against your back with his face in your neck, smelling and rubbing your hair and skin like you were gone for weeks.

"weren't you napping ushi?" your cute little nickname you gave him always made him feel relaxed and safe. "hm," he would hum and watch you cook his favourite meal before sitting down to enjoy the food you prepared for his growling stomach. "ushi try this," you would coo a 'say aaaa' and feed him something new from your plate. he'd chew it with a blank expression and nod if he found it to his liking.

ushijima wakatoshi was a man of few words, but at heart, he was your gentle bear who showed his affection with touch rather than words. and with a pat of your head and kiss to your forehead, another day of practise would take place, and you would be there longing his towering gentle presence in your home.

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little bunny — oikawa drabble (unedited)

his half-lidded eyes peered at you while you bounced on his lap. little needy spewls left your parted lips as he firmly moved your hips back and forth on his thick cock. oh god, how he loved feeling your tight pussy clench around him, devouring him so deliciously, cute little sounds and whines coming from you. it drove him insane hearing them, knowing he was the one making you feel good.

oikawa makes sure he gets to see every little expression you make as he lets you use him to satisfy your needs. letting you ride his cock whenever you pleased no matter the time and place. he adored seeing you be all needy and wanting him. wanting all of him and only him. his little needy bunny.

oikawa craved you wanting, no, needing him. he strived on being the centre of your little world, always wanting to have all your attention on him and him alone. and oikawa is not shy to be the first to admit how his cock would twitch from the smallest actions you do. from the flutter of your innocent eyes to the little happy jump you do when you see him score a point.

he adores every single thing about you. and it drives him insane how you have full control over him without even trying. truth be told, oikawa wouldn't have it any other way.