#sub!tsukishima

[chaepink]

thinking about...

bratty disobedient subs who absolutely love to be punished by you for being disobedient. whatever rules you have for him, he breaks them and watches with a sly grin as you get annoyed cause he knows he's in for a punishment that night. he wants you to absolutely break him and make him cry. dumb him down until he can't think or speak properly anymore, only choked out pleas and moans coming from him.

he especially loves it when you spank him. have him count the spanks and of course he would purposefully mess up right at the end to rile you up so that he could start all over again. he could easily get hard from a couple spanks to his ass and he'll shamelessly cum all over your legs and his chest with a mewl. oh and he loves edging! edge him over and over again till he cries and begs you to stop and let him cum but don't since you know he's faking it. keep edging him until you finally let him cum but dont stop there! keep making him cum till he's overstimulated and his mind has turned to mush.

gojo satoru, bakugo katsuki oikawa toru, tsukishima kei, kaminari denki, sukuna ryomen, atsumu miya, and whoever else you think fits this <3

note: this is a repost btw

[hinatsu]

i love subspace tsukki sm like ughhhh its the best feeling knowing that you get this nonchalant son of a bitch to feel so safe in ur arms, jus snifflin into ur chest frm the comfort of your lap abt how good he feels, how good you make him feel n mindlessly bucking his length into ur hand, nodding along to ur sweet, sweet praise. “such a good boy, aren’t you kei? hm? my talented boy?” he whines in response, “yr right.. g,good boy, for you. your talented boy,”

[luvsicksubs]

thinking about sub!tsukishima he’d be such a fucking brat, but once you break him, it’s just so satisfying

he is so easy to bully <33 heart eyes 

seriously though, thinking about being so mean to sub!tsukishima. please just picture it, calling him names and watching him crumble because he likes it but he just can’t admit it. he likes to fight you on it, likes to refuse, but when you ask him if he needs to safeword he just looks away and bites into his lip so hard because he knows he doesn’t actaully want you to stop

but it’s not like he can tell you that he likes it can he? he’s not supposed to like it when you play with his feeling and calling him a fucktoy and make fun of him for being so easy. he’s not supposed to like when you wrap manicured hands around your neck and and make him look at you while he bites back tears of frustration. his skin is so pale but right now it’s so red and blotchy, just like the tip of his cock that’s just as bright red. 

nuh-uh no way, he would never be into something perverted like that. tsukishima likes being in control, obviously right? no one would ever believe that he likes being underneath you 

right? 

[prk-pyo]

Like A Baby

Kei Tsukishima x Fem!Reader

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Genre: smut, fluff????????

warnings: mommy kink, nipple sucking.

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When it came to your and Kei's relationship everyone thought he was the Dom and you the Sub. His mean and cocky behaviour made him look like he was the one in charge. No one would believe you how subby and clingy he gets when it’s just the two of you.

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“What a good boy for Mommy, aren’t you Kei?“ you praised him.

He was currently laying on your naked chest, sucking on your nipples like his life depended on it. He hummed and rutted his hard on against your leg. “I need to hear you baby,“ you teased, grabbing his blonde locks and pulling him off your chest. He whined at the action and looked up to you with a small pout and teary eyes. “I‘m Mommy's good boy.“ he blushed but maintained eye contact, knowing you loved it when he looked into your eyes.

“You‘d do anything to get my nipples into your mouth, wouldn’t you?“ you chuckled and played with his hair, kissing his forehead every now and then.

“I‘d kill for it.“ he mumbled and continued his little addiction. You cooed at the answer and admired your big, yet little boy have his fun with your boobies.

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End <3

[c0ffeejelly1]

when its their first time

Multiple character headcannons

Authors note: NSFW content! m!receiving! this was going to be AOT based but i changed my mind hahahahahahahha. ill make a second part

Summary: they’re virgins and you want a piece of that meat.

MEN who can only fantasise about feeling your touch, longing for your presence, your body, everything about you that just captivates him, yet the same man who can't silence the insecurities that swirl chaotically in his mind. He’s dreamed of the point in your relationship where he would finally take the initiative, acting as the man he believes he should be, though those aspirations remain mere fantasies as he hesitates to seize any opportunity given. He’s still a virgin y'know?

MEN who are shocked yet turned on at your sudden assertiveness one day, taking the lead and pushing him onto the couch just to complain how you've had enough of his ‘innocent act’, “W-what are you talking about?...”. He curses at himself with how vulnerable he sounds, the deep crimson hue spreading across his cheeks as he looks at you with docile eyes, your face radiating determination. Shit you were hot.

MEN whose head recline against the couch, eyes squinted and dazed, his mouth slightly ajar with babbles of “thank you” and noises he never knew he could make falling out, maintaining a firm but gentle hold on your head while you explore him in the most pleasurable manner. He's only dreamed of moments like this and now they're coming true, “I really don't deserve you…”

MEN when they're finally close to cumming who beg and beg for you to stop before he makes a mess on your face, only for you to focus on his leaking tip  prompting his cock to twitch and a soft whimper leave his lips. “F-fuck…its too good…” You were so evil.

MEN who can’t stop the crack in their voice when they finally reach their peak, whining your name like a prayer over and over again, his brows furrowed up in such an erotic way you've never seen before as spurts of cum spill from his hot tip, “Don't stop baby- please dont stop..”

MEN who after experiencing the sensation of your touch, crave even more. More of the pleasure you give to him, sadly, his body is already tired out. So much for having an impressive physique, if he lacks the stamina to fully express it like the virgin he still is. But he can promise you this, next time he’ll make sure to reciprocate your actions.

characters: REIGEN, serizawa, GIYUU, REINER, armin, nishinoya, HINATA, kageyama, BOKUTO, Tendou, CHOSO, gojo, MAMMON, leviathan, ITTO, LAIOS, rafayel

[noyasmashing]

hii!! i wanted to request a tsukishima x reader (sorry idk if im doing this right) with like. reader giving him head and also edging him 👍 crying would also be cool

Stripped of Control ⭑.ᐟ

╰┈➤ with Tsukishima Kei

₊⊹ WC: 865

₊⊹ CW: Sub!Tsukki, Gn!Dom!reader, light bondage, ending, crying, and bj.

₊⊹ Do Not Interact if: <18

₊⊹ A/N: You’re doing just fine babes! This one is pretty short bc I’m bad at writing for him but I hope you enjoy!

“You’re being awfully quiet,” Tsukishima drawls, his golden eyes watching you with that familiar condescending smirk. He’s stretched out on the bed, shirt pushed up to expose his toned stomach, jeans undone but still clinging to his hips like he’s daring you to do something about it. “What? Cat got your tongue?”

You don’t answer right away. You’re too busy trailing your fingertips over the growing bulge in his boxers, pressing just hard enough to make him exhale through his nose. He’s trying to act unfazed, like your touch doesn’t affect him, but the way his jaw tightens tells a different story.

“Maybe I’m just bored,” you murmur, leaning in close enough that your breath ghosts over his skin. “I thought you’d be more fun tonight.”

“Tch.” He scoffs, but you don’t miss the way his hips jerk when you drag your nails along his thigh. “Maybe you should try harder.”

There it is. That cocky little attitude that always gets him into trouble.

You sit back, looking him over like you’re considering something. “Try harder, huh?” You hum, a dangerous edge creeping into your tone. “Alright. Let’s see how much you like it when I’m the one calling the shots.”

Tsukishima’s eyes narrow, but he doesn’t realize what’s happening until it’s too late. You’re already reaching for the silk ties you stashed nearby, and before he can get another word out, you’re straddling him, pinning his wrists above his head.

“Wait—”

“Oh, now you’re paying attention?” You smirk, securing the knot tight enough that he can’t slip free. “Too bad.”

He tugs at the restraints, testing them, but they don’t budge. The frustration flickers in his eyes, but there’s something else too—something darker.

“Still think you’re in charge?” You drag your nails down his chest, watching his breath hitch. “Let’s see how long that attitude lasts.”

You settle between his legs, pulling his boxers down slowly, making him feel every second of it. His cock springs free, flushed and already leaking, despite his bravado.

“Look at you,” you coo, wrapping your hand around him and stroking once, twice, just enough to make his jaw clench. “So desperate and I haven’t even started yet.”

“Shut up,” he grits out, but his voice is already betraying him, a little breathless, a little too eager.

“Aw, is that any way to talk to the person who’s about to ruin you?” You give his cock a slow, teasing lick from base to tip, smirking when his hips twitch. “Maybe I should just leave you like this.”

“Don’t you fucking—”

You cut him off by taking him into your mouth, sinking down until he’s pressed against the back of your throat. His head falls back against the pillow, a shaky groan slipping out before he can stop it.

But you don’t let him get comfortable. You set a torturously slow pace, dragging your tongue along the underside, hollowing your cheeks just enough to make him squirm. And every time he gets close—every time his breathing quickens and his thighs start to tremble—you pull back, leaving him aching and unsatisfied.

“Seriously?” His voice is strained, his eyes blown wide with frustration as he watches you wipe your mouth, giving him that sweet, innocent smile he hates so much. “You’re gonna be a brat now?”

“Brat?” You tilt your head, gripping the base of his cock and giving it a tight squeeze that makes his breath hitch. “You’re the one who begged for this.”

“I didn’t—fuck,” he hisses when you take him back into your mouth, but this time you don’t let him get too close. You keep him right on the edge, pulling away every time his body tenses, leaving him dripping, thighs quivering as he tries and fails to chase his release.

Minutes turn into an eternity, and by the time you glance up at him, Tsukishima’s composure is long gone. His eyes are glassy, his cheeks flushed, and his bottom lip is caught between his teeth as he struggles to hold back the pathetic sounds threatening to escape.

“Look at you,” you murmur, trailing your fingers along his sensitive length. He jolts, a strangled whimper slipping out before he can stop it. “So fucking wrecked and I haven’t even let you come yet.”

“Please,” he whispers, barely audible, his voice cracking as he tries to hold himself together.

“Please, what?”

“Please…” His head tilts back, tears gathering at the corners of his eyes as his body trembles beneath you. “Please… let me… I can’t—”

“Not yet,” you purr, dragging your tongue along his slit, tasting how close he is. “Not until you’re crying for me.”

And he does. Minutes later, when you finally let him fall apart, his whole body tenses, his back arching as broken sobs escape his lips. Tears spill down his flushed cheeks, and the sound of his choked, wrecked moans fills the room as you work him through it, taking everything he has to give until he’s a shaking, tear-streaked mess beneath you.

“Good boy,” you murmur softly, brushing his damp hair away from his face. He’s too wrecked to answer, just shivering under your touch, completely undone.

Exactly where he belongs.

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⭑.ᐟ Masterlist

[oceanreveuse]

𝗡𝗢𝗪 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝗯𝗮𝘁𝗵𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗮𝗶𝘀𝗲, 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝘀𝘂𝗸𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗺𝗮 𝗸𝗲𝗶.

◟sub!tsukishima, dom!reader - or at least top!reader, petnames/nicknames (baby, tsukki), praise, orgasm denial (that’s heia’s fault), persistent moody tsukishima lands himself in a spider’s web (metaphorically), riding, reader is shorter than tsukishima, not proofread. ◟ anastasia's footnote : my first repost from my old writing blog… ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡

the tallest guy in your class just happened to be the most persistent, stubborn asshole ever - you wonder if that’s where his height comes from, it’s just keeping all of that attitude contained to some glasses-wearing beanstalk. seriously, he should shrink a little. unfortunately for TSUKISHIMA, you just happened to be the doe-eyed sweetheart of the class everyone fawns over and as much as he was sick of hearing yamaguchi go on about you, he was falling under your spell too.

rain isn’t unusual around this time of year in miyagi, especially on days where you just so happened to forget your umbrella. tsukishima finds you with a light scowl on your face, staring out at the downpour. that persistent attitude comes out as he stands beside you, refusing to look down at you as he uncharacteristically offers — no, he states, that he’ll walk you home, “just get under my umbrella, dumbass. maybe if you spent less time daydreaming, you’d remember yours.”

no matter how much you refuse, waving him off, the blond is stubborn, maybe too stubborn. you can’t see his eyes behind the reflection of his glasses but if you could, you’d see the way his gaze trails down to your skirt and those knee high socks, edging at the absolute territory between them where your bare skin shows. he thinks he has you wrapped around his finger easily when you finally agree, shuffling awkwardly under the umbrella. tsukishima uses his height at an advantage as he holds the umbrella over the pair of you.

it’s awkward, silent for almost the entire way to your house. you curse under your breath at the waver of the precious shelter above you, the strong winds breaking it mere seconds later. ah. you couldn’t have wished for more things to do home when the downpour soaks you to the core, sending your blouse transparent and suddenly tsukishima can see that lacey bra underneath, a lump in his throat as you pick up the pace back to your place.

suddenly, you’re the persistent one, a sharp change from the angel of the classroom tsukishima was used to everyone doting on. your smile is innocent, coaxing him as you usher softly while the hot water fills into the small bathtub, “we’ll get sick if not, i’ll put your uniform in the dryer too.” tsukishima doesn’t forget how insistent you are to share the bath, ‘saving water’ in your words.

it’s more than difficult for him when he agrees, relaxing momentarily in the hug of hot water before you’re straddling his lap and it becomes a lot hotter. his glasses are discarded elsewhere in the small bathroom, his vision momentarily blurry but you’re close enough that he can make you out. tsukishima isn’t sure where to place his hands, faltering as he lets out an exhale and finally settles for lowering his hands beneath the surface and sitting them on your hips.

the scenario is unexpected and intimate, the way you rest your head on his shoulder as if you’re sleepy - you’re actually listening to the way his heart can’t stop racing. your chest pressed up against his, your sweet cunt barely a few inches away from his cock that keeps stirring ever-so-slightly at the circumstwnces. the water laps at your bodies, trickling down from your soaked hair into the folds and crevices of your flesh.

you’re not a fool, tsukishima can call you stupid all he likes but he knows you’re not actually an idiot - unlike kageyama or hinata. he knows you’re aware of his ongoing problem, the way he’s twitching and brushing against your inner thigh. he wishes he could read your mind when your hand reaches between your bodies, guiding his cock into your tight heat and eliciting a sharp hiss from his lips, his head thrown back against the edge of the bath.

tsukishima’s fingertips dig into your plush flesh, carving half moons from his nails as he exhales very shakily. the way your walls squeeze him, sinking down along his shaft is exactly how he imagined it during all those nights of pumping his fist up and down in desperate attempts to picture you above him, taking away all the stress of volleyball practice.

“be as loud as you want,” you coo into his ear, hot breath fanning over his skin as he tries to swallow. he’s blinking long eyelashes up at you, the way they frame his eyes hypnotising, “nobody else is home.”

his eyesight is too blurry to catch the ever so smug look on your face, breathy moans escaping against his neck as you rock your hips back and forth, back and forth. he falls apart so quick - this is much better than his fist, it’s luring him further and further under the water like a siren’s call. his whimpers drown out the sloshing of water against the side of the bathtub, panting for breath while you nip and suck at the pale skin of his neck, littering him in your own personal art.

“good boy, you’re being such a good boy,” you sigh, unable to stop a moan as he bucks his hips up to meet yours, choking on your noises momentarily. your nails dig into his shoulder for stability, raising your head to witness the flushed face of the proud middle blocker, his cheeks hot to the touch, “someone’s eager… you’re doing so well.”

tsukishima takes the praise and runs with it — good boy, you called him a good boy. god, he needs that committed to memory, he needs to hear you say it again as he swallows the lump in his throat and whines out, “please- please don’t stop- feels so good—”

who are you to deny as you circle your hips, huffing out a curse that tsukishima doesn’t miss above his strangled moans? his pretty lips are parted and you just can’t help yourself, cupping his jaw and pressing your thumb to his lower lip. tsukishima has always given you the vibe of a brat, unable to hide his attitude from the rest of the class that he sneers down on but the second he’s presented with your thumb, he’s sucking it into the wet cavern of his mouth and swirling his tongue around it.

now his moans are muffled but you’re staring contently into hazy eyes that are staring right back, regardless of how well he can see you. tsukishima knows damn well that you look so fucking beautiful right now, just like how he’s always imagined you above him. he prays that he gets another chance at this, one where he’s able to wear his glasses and see you in all your glory as you bounce on his cock, quiet mewls escaping your lips.

“do you want to finish, baby?” you mumble, tilting your head as he nods a little on your digit, eager and desperate to chase that high, the one he’s daydreamed about when he’s sneakily watched you in class, his pants insufferably tight. he thinks he was sneaky, at least but the way you’re rocking and sliding wet breasts against his chest, he’s starting to think you saw through him the whole time.

suddenly, just as his balls tighten and he’s gripping you tighter - an orchestrated symphony of muffled moans erupting from his chest, you’re pulling your hips off him, his high torn from him as he finally pulls off your thumb to pant, crying out.

you smile wickedly, your drool coated thumb tracing down from his lips to his jaw to one of those sensitive perked nipples to draw out another pathetic whine, “you’ll get your chance, tsukki. good boys get rewards… i don’t want to waste a drop in the water.”

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[honeyscara]

❝ just kiss me ❞ – Yamaguchi. T

-haikyuu

Synopsis: you've liked him for a while but Yamaguchi seems to think you like Tsukishima. This changes one night when you decide to prove him wrong.

C/w: fem! reader x timeskip! yamaguchi, blowjob, yams being a sub leaning switch, markings, fingering, protected sex, mentions of aftercare,yams being a gentleman, reader being dom(?), tsukishima being tsukishima, 18+ MDNI

~4.2k words

Yamaguchi’s eyes drank in the sight of you at the party, his fingers tightening slightly around the cup in his hands. You looked stunning—your short black dress hugged every inch of your curves, the low V-neckline teasing just enough to make his throat dry. Your hair was loose, framing your face in a way that made his chest ache.

You had always been on the curvier side, something most guys wouldn’t typically go for. But Yamaguchi? He fucking loved it. He always had—since middle school, when his crush on you started and never really faded. But he had been too shy, too scared to ruin your friendship, especially when he convinced himself you had feelings for Tsukishima instead.

And yet, when you turned toward him with that bright smile, your eyes full of warmth, all the thoughts in his head blurred.

“Yams, lighten up and come dance with me and Tsukki,” you urged, tugging at his arm playfully.

He forced a small smile but shook his head. “It’s okay. You have fun.”

Your smile faltered for a second before you let out a small huff. “You better join us in a few minutes.” Then, with one last tug at his sleeve, you turned and walked toward Tsukishima.

Yamaguchi watched as Tsukishima barely hesitated before resting his hands on your waist, pulling you close as the music shifted into a slow, intimate song. His stomach twisted at the sight. It hurt. He hated feeling this way, hated that he was jealous of his best friend, but how could he not be? Tsukishima was taller, cooler, and always knew what to say. Who wouldn’t like him?

Trying to push the feeling down, Yamaguchi swallowed a deep sip of his drink and looked away.

What he didn’t notice, however, was the way your smile had disappeared.

You were upset.

Yamaguchi was so damn convinced you liked Tsukishima, but he was completely wrong. You had never seen Tsukishima that way—he was like a brother, nothing more. The one you had always liked? The one you’d been crushing on since middle school?

It was Yamaguchi Tadashi.

And Tsukishima, being the ever-observant asshole that he was, had known it all along. He had spent years watching you and Yamaguchi dance around your feelings, and frankly, he was fucking sick of it.

So, while swaying slightly with you on the dance floor, he leaned down and muttered, “Why don’t you go talk to him? You’re both miserable right now.”

You sighed. “Tsukki, he’s been so distant. I feel like… I don’t know. Maybe he doesn’t like me that way.”

Tsukishima scoffed. “He doesn’t?” His lips curled into a smirk. “Let’s test that, then.”

You frowned. “What do you mean?”

“Head back with Yams,” he suggested, glancing toward where Yamaguchi sat, gloomily staring at his drink.

“What? And what about you?” you asked, narrowing your eyes.

“I’ll be fine,” he said, waving you off. “I’ll come back later.” Then, after a pause, he added, “But in the meantime… make a fucking move, since he won’t.”

Your face heated instantly. “Tsukki—”

“There are condoms in the second drawer in the living room, by the way,” he added with a smirk.

You gaped at him in horror. “Why the fuck do you even have them there?”

“I might’ve fucked around. And I’m seeing someone,” he said, completely unbothered.

“YOU WHAT?! WHEN? WHO?” You fired off question after question, scandalized.

Tsukishima only chuckled. “Save the interrogation for later. Right now, your priority is Yamaguchi.” He nudged you in Yamaguchi’s direction. “Go.”

You hesitated for only a moment before exhaling sharply and nodding.

“Fine.”

“Good.” Tsukishima’s smirk widened as he watched you take a step forward. “Now go get your man.”

You shot him a glare but didn’t argue. Instead, you took a deep breath, turned on your heel, and made your way toward Yamaguchi determined to finally do something about this damn tension between you two. Yamaguchi barely had time to react when you slid into the seat beside him.

"Come back with me," you said, your tone light but firm.

Yamaguchi blinked. "What? But—"

"Tsukki said he’ll come back later with the other guys from the club," you cut in smoothly. "So it’s just us for now. Come on, I don’t wanna head back alone."

He hesitated, eyes flickering to where Tsukishima was still lounging by the bar, watching the two of you with an all-too-knowing smirk.

“…Are you sure?”

"Yams." You gave him a look. "Yes, I’m sure. Now, are you coming or not?"

With a sigh and a defeated chuckle, Yamaguchi downed the rest of his drink and stood. "Fine, fine. Let’s go."

The drive was quiet.

You stared out of the window as Yamaguchi focused on the road, one hand gripping the wheel while the other rested near the gear shift. The hum of the engine filled the silence between you, but your mind was too full to enjoy the peace.

It wasn’t until a few minutes later that you finally turned to face him.

"Hey, Yams," you started, voice softer now.

"Yeah?"

"Do you… like anyone?"

His fingers tightened on the steering wheel just slightly before he let out a breathy laugh. "Nah. I don’t really have time for that right now. I just wanna focus on my studies."

Your heart sank.

"Oh," was all you managed to say, trying to ignore the sudden weight in your chest.

Still, you forced yourself to push forward, your next question lingering on the tip of your tongue.You took a slow breath, gathering the courage to ask the question weighing on your mind.

"Then… what would you do if I liked someone? And… I started dating them?"

Silence.

Yamaguchi’s grip on the steering wheel tightened, his knuckles turning white. His stomach twisted painfully, and for a moment, he forgot how to breathe. That was the one question the one fucking question he never wanted to hear from you.

He swallowed the lump in his throat, forcing a weak chuckle. "What sort of question is that?" He flashed you a smile, one that didn’t quite reach his eyes. "Of course, I’d be happy for you."

It felt like something inside him shattered.

And from the way your shoulders tensed, he wasn’t the only one dying inside.

"Idiot," you mumbled under your breath, barely loud enough for him to hear.

Then, without another word, you turned away, resting your head against the window as the cool night breeze hit your face. Your expression was unreadable, but there was a sadness in your eyes that made Yamaguchi’s chest ache.

Why were you acting like this?

His eyes flickered to your reflection in the glass, watching the way your fingers clenched slightly against your lap. You looked… upset. But why? Did his answer disappoint you? He wanted to ask wanted to understand but the words died in his throat.The rest of the drive was painfully silent.

By the time the two of you arrived at your shared dorm, Yamaguchi let out a small sigh, running a hand through his hair as he stepped inside.

"Well," he started, voice a little awkward as he turned to you. "You should get some rest. Sleep well and—"

Before he could finish, you suddenly grabbed him and shoved him against the wall, pinning him in place.

Yamaguchi barely had time to react, his breath catching in his throat as your hands pressed firmly against his chest. Your expression was filled with frustration—your eyes burning with something he couldn’t quite place.

His heart pounded in his ears."...W-What—?"

Your hands tightened against Yamaguchi’s chest as you stared at him, frustration burning in your eyes.

"Why?" you demanded, voice sharp. "Why are you so unaffected? Why don’t you care if I date someone?"

Yamaguchi swallowed hard, his brain scrambling for an answer, for anything that wouldn’t betray how wrecked he truly felt. But in his panic, he let something slip.

"Of course, I would be happy for you and Tsukki," he said, forcing a small, strained laugh.

Your entire body stiffened.

"Tsukki?" you repeated, your voice barely above a whisper. But it wasn’t soft—it was dangerous, laced with disbelief and rising anger. "You really fucking think I like him?"

Yamaguchi's breath hitched as you leaned in closer, your fingers gripping the fabric of his shirt.

"You fucking idiot," you hissed, your voice trembling slightly, but not with hesitation. With frustration. With emotion. "I like you. I fucking like you, Tadashi. And only you."

Everything you had bottled up for so long—every glance, every touch, every moment you held back came pouring out.

Yamaguchi’s eyes widened, his lips parting slightly in shock. "R-Really?" he stammered, his voice so small, so unsure, as if he still couldn’t believe it.

You didn’t answer. You didn’t need to.

Instead, you grabbed him by the collar and crashed your lips against his, kissing him with a hunger that had been buried for far too long. You kissed him like you had been dying to—like this was your only chance, like you had been waiting years for this moment.

And Yamaguchi?

The second his mind caught up, he kissed you back just as hard, just as desperate—his hands finally finding their way to your waist, pulling you impossibly closer.He had waited for this, too.

You finally pulled back, breathless, your heart pounding so hard you swore Yamaguchi could hear it. His face was completely red, flushed from his cheeks down to his neck. But then again, yours probably was too.

His lips were slightly parted, still wet from your kiss, and his wide, hazy brown eyes stared at you like you had just turned his entire world upside down.

You swallowed, your fingers still gripping his shirt as you tried to steady yourself.

Then, without thinking, you spoke.

"Tadashi…" Your voice was lower now, almost a whisper. "I want you."

Yamaguchi stiffened under your touch, his breath hitching. His hands, still resting on your waist tensed slightly, his fingers digging in just a little.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper, laced with both hesitation and something deeper.

You nodded, breathless. "For fuck’s sake, Tadashi, just kiss me."

His eyes darkened instantly, fingers gripping your waist tighter before his lips crashed against yours. This time, there was no hesitation, no second-guessing—just pure, unfiltered hunger. His lips moved against yours with desperation, his tongue sliding past your parted lips as he deepened the kiss. He tasted the wine lingering on your tongue fucking delicious.

Yamaguchi’s hands slid down your thighs before gripping them firmly, lifting you effortlessly. Your legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, your fingers burying themselves in his soft, greyish-green locks, tugging just enough to draw a low groan from his throat. He carried you to the couch, lips never once leaving yours, only breaking apart long enough to lay you down. His breath was heavy, chest rising and falling as he took in the sight of you beneath him—flushed cheeks, half-lidded eyes, lips swollen from his kisses.

"Fuck," he muttered under his breath, swallowing hard as he unbundled his belt, tossing it away.

"Tadashi let me" you said as your hands reached out to his pants, pulling them down. His breath hitched as your fingers grazed against his clothed erection. "Shit," he moaned, the sound barely above a whisper, but filled with so much want. His hands fisted at his sides, trying to hold himself together, but you had him unraveling too easily.

"You look so fucking cute" you say as you pressed against his rock hard erection, enciting a whimper from him. so fucking cute.

Your fingertips tugged at the waistband of his boxers before pulling them down to free his erection completely. As your hand wrapped around his member, he shuddered under your touch, groaning when you licked his tip that was leaking precum.

"So big" you commented as you gave his tip kitten links. His hands tangled in your hair as he tried to maintain a steady breath. Yamaguchi was already dizzy with it, hands gripping the couch for some sort of stability.

"Please…" he groaned, voice strained, body taut with tension. "I-I can’t…" he begged as you took your time teasing his cock, enjoying his pleas.

"so needy,why didn't you confess sooner yams?" you replied before taking his member in. He hissed, pushing into your warm, wet mouth. Yamaguchi bucked his hips forward as if he were begging you to go faster, to suck him harder, but you wanted to enjoy each little moment together.

You gagged a bit, tears forming in the corner of you eyes as you bobbed your head up and down his length. He drank in the sight of you, biting his lips to muffle a moan. God you looked so fucking gorgeous with your messy hair and tears at the corner of your eyes as you sucked on him.

His head tilted back, a shuddered breath leaving his lips. "Fuck, Y/N…"

He was close. "can i?" he let out and you nodded, knowing what was about to happen next. Your mouth remained open as he pumped gently into your mouth, eyes shut tightly. A shaky sigh left his lips before he pulled out, cum spilling onto your face and lips.

"Oh god," Yamaguchi whispered as he collapsed on top of you, arms wrapping around you protectively. "I love you so much.…" You smiled softly at him but Yamaguchi sat up straight, his arms pined your wrists to the edge of the couch.

"Let me make it up to you now," he murmured, his voice lower, rougher—filled with something dark and unshaken. A shiver ran down your spine. This was new. A different side of Yamaguchi, one you hadn’t seen before, and god, it was intoxicating.

He didn’t give you a second to process it before his lips found your neck, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses along your skin. His hands roamed your body with purpose, mapping out every curve, every inch of you, as if he had been dying to do this for years.

You let out a shaky moan as he sucked on the soft skin near your neck. You wanted him so badly, heat pooling in your lower abdomen. The way his lips moved against your flesh sent shivers down your spine. His hands gripped the straps of your dress pulling them down till your chest exposing the soft flesh. You shivered when the cold wind hit your bare skin.

"f-feels good-" you breathed out as he squeezed your pert nipples between his thumb and index finger while sucking on your collarbone.

"You're so fucking pretty" he whispered pulling away to discard his shirt while you unzipped your dress completely. You gasped as his tongue trailed over your breasts.

"y-yams.." you moaned out, wrapping your legs around his waist as he sucked on your mounds. A yelp left hour lips as he sucked down a little too harshly. "be gentle"

"I'm sorry darling" Yamaguchi said softly, pulling away just a little to make sure you were okay before peppering kisses lower to your stomach. Your breath hitched as he trailed his fingers against your inner thigh. Your head fell back and you closed your eyes as he continued kissing lower, savoring each and every moment.

Your hips bucked forward as he slipped his fingers in your panties and pulled them down. The cool air brushed across your exposed clit making you squirm. Yamaguchi licked his lips as he stared at you hungrily, his hand tracing circles on your inner thigh.

"God, you're so beautiful" he rasped, sliding his index finger into you, causing you to gasp louder than before.

"fuck atleast warm me" you whimpered, as he pumped his digits in a slow rhythm.

"ah–sorry" he said and gave small pecks on your face. You hummed as you felt his thumb swirling around the sensitive bud.

Your head fell back against the hand rest of the couch, grasping onto the cushions tightly. "faster please" you whined quietly and Yamaguchi nodded before sliding another finger. It was rough, but he still managed to be gentle. You felt the familiar pressure building in your belly and arched your back as he pushed two fingers inside of you. Just as you were about to reach the climax of pleasure, he pulled his fingers out, licking them. "So sweet"

"Yams, what the hell—" you whined, frustration thick in your voice, and that only seemed to amuse him.

He chuckled, low and teasing, his fingers tracing along your skin. "I thought you’d want this more," he murmured, his voice dripping with confidence, his movements deliberate.Your breath hitched as he positioned himself at your entrance, the weight of the moment settling in.

"Wait—Tsukki said the condoms are in the second drawer," you stammered out, your voice shaky, mind fogged with anticipation.

Yamaguchi scoffed, running a hand through his messy green locks. That bastard. Of course, Tsukishima had planned this.

Muttering something under his breath, he reached over to the side table, pulling the small packet from inside. His fingers fumbled with the wrapper before he brought it to his teeth, tearing it open effortlessly.*That was hot.* You swallowed hard, your body burning under his gaze.

He groaned as he slide the latex on his cock, positioning himself at your entrance once again. “Now it’s my turn to make you feel good” he rasped

"oh god– fuck" you cried out as he pushed in slowly. His hands gripped your hips, keeping you steady despite how much you trembled beneath him."It's okay baby, I've got you," Yamaguchi assured you, his voice a soothing murmur as he thrusted slowly.

"ah—" you moaned, barely able to form a coherent thought, your mind clouded with nothing but him—his touch, his heat, the way he fit against you so perfectly.

Your thighs tightened around his hips, desperate to keep yourself grounded, but it was impossible when every roll of his hips sent a fresh wave of pleasure coursing through you.

His eyes never left yours. That unwavering, intense gaze made your breath hitch, your heart race, your body burn. He wasn’t just fucking you—he was devouring you with every movement, every deep thrust, every flicker of raw emotion in those eyes.The way he looked at you with so much love, hunger, and need made your body tremble. It was intoxicating, dizzying, and it only made you want him more.

"i—tadashi fuck, so fucking good" his name rolled off your lips, breathless and wrecked as he drove his cock a little faster, until you were gasping desperately, tears pricking your eyes. He knew you were close. "Cum for me darling" he drawled, his tone so gentle yet so commanding.

You squirmed a bit before coming undone with a long, drawn out moan, your nails digging into his skin and holding him close as your pussy clenched around him, your release coating the latex condom.

"you're so fucking good" Yamaguchi choked out a moan as his own climax finally hit. Dropping his hands to his side, he pulled own slowly from your throbbing cunt. He tossed the condom into the bin before collapsing beside you on the couch, his breathing still heavy, his body warm against yours.

Without a second thought, his arms wrapped around you, pulling you into him as if he couldn’t bear even an inch of distance. His fingers brushed back the strands of hair sticking to your damp skin, his touch gentle, reverent.

"How did I get so lucky?" he murmured, his voice soft, filled with awe. "I can't believe you chose me"

You let out a tired chuckle, pressing your face into his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. "You’re such an idiot, Yams," you muttered, a weak smile tugging at your lips.

He only tightened his hold on you, burying his face in your hair. "Yeah," he sighed, content. "But I’m your idiot now." Yamaguchi let out a satisfied sigh, pressing a lingering kiss to the top of your head before shifting slightly.

“You must be exhausted,” he murmured, his fingers tracing lazy patterns along your arm. “Let me run us a bath so we can clean up and get some sleep.”

His voice was gentle, but there was a quiet insistence in his tone, as if he wanted to take care of you in every way he could. Slowly, he sat up, stretching before glancing down at you with a soft smile.

"Stay here, I’ll get the water ready," he said, pressing one last kiss to your forehead before pulling himself off the couch, disappearing into the bathroom.

︶ ⏝ ︶ ୨୧ ︶ ⏝ ︶ ︶ ⏝ ︶ ୨୧ ︶ ⏝ ︶

The next morning, you woke up before him, the soft glow of sunlight streaming through the curtains. Yamaguchi lay beside you, his face relaxed, lips slightly parted as he breathed steadily in his sleep. He looked so peaceful—his messy green hair falling into his face, his freckles standing out against his warm skin.

You smiled, propping yourself up on one elbow as you watched him, admiring the way his bare chest rose and fell with each breath. He was only wearing a pair of shorts, while you were wrapped up in his oversized t-shirt, the fabric hanging loosely over your frame, barely covering the marks he’d left on you the night before.

As if sensing your gaze, his eyes fluttered open, still hazy with sleep. He blinked up at you before his lips curled into a lazy smile.

"Morning," he murmured, his voice rough from sleep. His eyes roamed over you, taking in the way his shirt draped over your body, the way the collar had slipped off one shoulder, exposing the dark bruises he'd left on your skin. His cheeks flushed slightly, but there was admiration in his gaze.

Before he could say anything else, the door suddenly swung open with a loud bang.

"Get up, lovebirds," Tsukishima's deadpan voice filled the room. "I made some soup."

Yamaguchi groaned, burying his face into the pillow while you scrambled to pull the blanket up over yourself.

Tsukishima crossed his arms, leaning against the doorframe with an all-too-knowing smirk. "So," he drawled, eyes flicking between the two of you, "you two finally got down to it, I'm glad my plan worked"

Yamaguchi choked, immediately sitting up. "Tsukki—"

The blond ignored him, instead zeroing in on the fresh marks blooming across your neck and shoulder. His smirk widened. "Damn, Yamaguchi, you really marked her, huh?"

Your face burned as you instinctively tugged Yamaguchi’s shirt higher, shooting Tsukishima a glare. "Tsukki, get out."

Just as Tsukishima was about to leave, a thought suddenly crossed your mind, making you sit up.

“Wait, Tsukki.”

He stopped in the doorway, turning his head slightly, already looking irritated. “What?”

You smirked. “Remember last night before we left the party? You said you were fucking someone and seeing them.”

Yamaguchi’s eyes widened, suddenly more awake. “wait what!! tsukki you never told me.”

Tsukishima visibly tensed, his hand gripping the doorframe a little tighter. “Didn’t think it was that important.”

“Oh, but it is now,” you teased, leaning forward. “Who is it?”

Yamaguchi grinned, clearly enjoying the rare moment of Tsukishima being the one on the defensive. “Yeah, Tsukki, you better spill. Someone from campus?”

Tsukishima exhaled sharply, adjusting his glasses. “It’s… someone from the college prep classes,” he muttered, clearly annoyed.You and Yamaguchi exchanged a look before bombarding him with more questions.

“Wait, who exactly? Are they in our department?”

“How long has this been going on?”

“Are they the reason you’ve been staying out late?”

“Does she wear glasses? I feel like you’d go for a glasses girl.”

Tsukishima’s eye twitched. Without another word, he turned on his heel and left, muttering something about how he definitely should’ve just stayed quiet. You and Yamaguchi burst out laughing.

“That definitely got under his nerves,” you said, grinning.

Yamaguchi stretched, then leaned over to press a soft kiss to your cheek. “We should freshen up and go have that soup. And, you know…trouble Tsukki more.”

You smirked. “I like the way you think.”

[ven-org]

bragging to his teammates how good he makes you feel in the bedroom and how he doms you all the time when in reality, he's the one getting bent over every night and fucked with a strap <3

- atsumu, bokuto, toji, iwaizumi, oikawa, tsukishima, tendo, sakusa, tanaka, kuroo, terushima

[ac3ifix]

Saiki or tsukishima with a male reader my beloved ❤️ i just love when the emotionally constipated boys have to deal with having feelings for someone, i’d love to request one (or both) of them hanging out with trans male reader and just then realising they are head over heels in like <3

Yea sorry for being gone for a month. I dont have an excuse other than I didnt feel like writing at all so yea.. Sorry ab that. Love you guys tho!!

Also, sorry if this isnt quite what you wanted, its sorta rushed and honestly not my best work at all. Also I know you mentioned trans reader but theres really no specifications on whether the reader is trans or not.

Tsukishima doesn’t understand love.

This story features: Clueless character, confusion, mutual understanding, sfw, fluff, boys kissing, height difference, can be read as either tmale or cmale

Wc: 408

He never really got it, why he was so unbelievably drawn to you. How he smiled when you laughed and how he was ready to kill someone when you were upset. Tsukishima Kei was infatuated by you. He walked with you to class, you watched his games, and he just enjoyed your company so much. He couldn’t understand it. Until one day he was talking with Yamaguchi.

“Hey Tsuki?” Yamaguchi had asked

“Hm?” He responded “What is it?”

“Do you.. uhm.. This is kinda an odd question but.. do you.. like (Name)?”

Tsukishimas eyes widen and he found himself saying,

“I think so..”

So thats what it was. Like, maybe even love. He liked you. He didnt know how he was going to deal with this newfound knowledge but now he understood what his feelings were. He had never had a girlfriend before, let alone a boyfriend, and he had no idea how to approach the idea of a crush. He was confused to say the least. And to be perfectly honest, that was all he thought about for the next couple of days. How was he going to tell you? He began to avoid you in the hallway, putting distance between you two as the truth became more evident to him. He knew he had to face it eventually so when you came up to him, tears staining your face, his face dropped.

“Who the fuck-“ He swore, cupping your cheeks in his hand.

“Why..Why have you been ignoring me Ts-Tsuki?” You asked him, your voice breaking.

“What- I haven-“ Oh. He realised. He had been avoiding you, hadnt he?

“Yes you have! You’ve been avoiding me like the fucking plague!” You said, tears beginning to fall again.

“Look, (Name) its.. Geez, this is hard to say… Its because I..I like you, I think..” He said, looking away from you in embarrassment.

Your eyes widened, you were dumbfounded, thats why he had been ignoring you? You had thought something had happened, you had assumed the worst.

“Tsuki..?” You mumbled, wiping your eyes.

“Hm..?” He said, now facing you again, shamefully.

You leaned forward, stood on your tip toes, and gave him a kiss. It was a soft kiss and he was surprisingly good at it, his hands ended up on your waist as he kissed you right back. You were both disappointed when the kiss ended.

Pulling away you muttered “I-I think I like you too, Tsukishima.”

[hoshimochicchi]

was rewatching haikyuu (sub) and tsukishima referred to the miya twins as "airheaded smooth talker" and "guy who likes praise" AND I CANT TELL WHOS WHO 😭😭😭😭

[chaepink]

okay okay hear me out- roommate tsukishima who is just SO desperate for you SO obsessed with you that when he comes home to the sounds of u touching urself he gets so worked up he cums in his pants :( and once you realize he’s standing outside of your door listening you punish him!

He can definitely cum untouched and with just hearing your moans through your door. He desperately palms himself as he whines and whimpers quietly but you soon catch him after he accidentally moans too loud as he cums.

So you invite him in, teasing the poor boy until he’s red and teary cause he didn’t mean to eavesdrop! He swears! But you don’t listen to him and demand a punishment for him. Of course he’s eager for it though, he’s such a slut for you 🤭

[madammidnightsblog]

Karasuno: Risky sex

Timeskip Haikyuu!

WARNING: risky sex, mommy kink, slight bondage, finger sucking, public sex, locker sex, creampie, unprotected sex. Handjob, nipple sucking, shower sex, mention of blowjob, pegging, eating out, toys, anal, vaginal, fingering, overstimulation, orgasm denial, squirting, slight humiliation, thigh ridding, slight choking

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Daichi

You two were in the locker room, his hands tied behind him with your tie as you sunk down on to him. Without letting him adjust, you stuffed your fingers into his mouth as you bounced on his cock, his moans being muffled as he tried to stay still so he wouldn't knock something over. Your arms wrapped around his neck as your hips rolled downwards which made his eyes shut and moan more. The way his cock filled your cunt and digging deeper with every bounce made your pussy clench around him, his eyelids fluttering from the sudden tightness and he couldn’t help but unconsciously roll his hips which made your head hang low, moans of his name rolling off your tongue as your puffy clit grinds against his pelvis. Rolling your hips slowly, you moved your legs to sit on your knees to move easier and squeeze his cock tighter with the new position and the poor boy looked so fucked out that his head leaned back against the wall, lips parted as drool slipped down the corner of his mouth and eyes barely opened to see you smirk at him.

“Are you already fucked dumb, hm? Is my pussy that good you got so dumb?” You taunted as you reached up to tap his cheek to make sure he was still there.

He stuck his tongue out which you instantly knew what he wanted so you placed your thumb on the wet muscle which earned you a soft pant from the submissive boy, “Yes, Mommy.”

You both knew that fucking in the locker room in the police precinct was wrong, getting caught would put a dent on his image and record and you being a lawyer, it would cause rumors of inappropriate conduct but it made it worth it to you two. Something about being nasty in that room made you two more aroused than usual and you knew this would be a one time thing since this was way too risky to be a common occurrence so you had to make the most out of it. Pulling your thumb away and pulled the pussydrunk man into a sloppy kiss, tongues fighting for dominance while the lewd and wet sounds from where you two connected echoed off the walls and it only made Daichi more eager, moving his legs to bend them and thrusted up into you which made you pull away to moan and pull him close to your chest, his face pressed against the black lace of your bra which he was more than happy about.

“So eager.” You whispered while matching his thrusts, your sopping pussy sucking him in and clenching more around him, “Gonna make me cum baby, gonna cum.” Your head thrown back, his tip kisses your cervix.

“Cum, Mommy-” he was cut off by the sounds of laughter from outside the door, footsteps following after which made you two freeze.

Your eyes trailed to the door as the sound of laughter was coming closer and both of your guys' hearts were pounding against your chests but you didn't stop. Pulling your legs up into a squatting position and began to bounce quickly, trying to make you two cum quicker, not wanting to stop since you were so so close and his dick throbbed against your gummy walls which made you groan soggily. He stares up at you, his eyes glossy as he grows nervous since the laughing was getting closer and you were still bouncing, your fingers digging into his shoulders while you started to chant ‘cumming’ over and over until your cunt tightens around him and your juices spray onto his dick and lower abdomen, letting out a silent scream from the intense orgasm and he couldn’t help but cum too. Warmth filled your stomach as he released inside your cunt, thrusting sloppy to ride out his high as the people outside the room passed the door, signaling they were walking towards the evidence room.

Suga

Suga was pressed against his desk after you pushed everything off of it after locking the door before you even thought of touching him. His shirt was pulled off as you kissed down his neck, your tongue occasionally lapping at the soft skin which sent shivers down his spine and his hands clutching to your shoulders in an attempt to ground himself. Once getting to his chest, you noticed his puffy and pink nipples poking out, the small little buds enticing you so you just had to give one of them a kitty licks, loving how he would jolt with every wet touch to them and let out small squeaks in embarrassment. His hands went up to your hair and gently tugged on the soft strands while whimpering for you to stop, fearing they would get swollen and hurt but you showed no care as you mercilessly sucked and licked them like they were candy, moaning at how responsive his body was with every touch to the little buds. Looking up through your eyelashes, you made eye contact as you grazed your teeth against the aroused bud which made one eye closed as a shot of pain tingled across his chest but it only made his dick twitch.

"B-Babe.." he panted softly, hands leaving your hair to try to push you off but you only held his push against you, not leaving any room for him to escape.

Pulling away, a string of saliva attached to his nipple to your mouth made him gulp, "Yes, Kitten?" You purred, tongue licking at the perky nipple which made him whine.

"Can you take off my pants and touch me, please?" He asked, his voice was soft and whiny.

You smiled before placing a kiss to his nose then unbuttoned his pants, pulling the zipper down to see he wasn't wearing underwear. You looked at his flustered form with a smirk, scoffing slightly at the thought of him not wearing any underwear while teaching to his students, his mind on you most of the day thanks to a picture you sent so you knew he was hurting most of the day due to the zipper pressing against his erection. Feeling generous, you cupped his balls and squeezed them which made him gasp, head leaned back onto his desk while his hands gripped your shoulders. Your hands rubbing in between squeezes, gently pinching the sack which has him whimpering and squirming under your touch as he lets out cries for you to stop being mean. Chuckling at how whiny he became, you slowly trailed your hand up, fingers softly brushing against his twitching and aching cock before they wrapped around his tip and slowly sunk down the base until they rested above his balls, hand squeezing around him.

“You look so pretty right now,” Suga let out shaky breaths, his chest rising and falling rapidly as his hands clutched the end of his desk, “I just want to ruin you until you’re only able to remember just my name.” Your tongue glides across your lips at the delicious thought of him crying and ruining himself in such a place as his classroom, knowing anyone could walk past by and hear him crying for you.

Asahi

He was so nervous when you came into the bathroom when he was in the shower because this was his parents’ house, the couple was in the living room watching a movie and here you are, walking into the bathroom with lewd intentions. Locking the door, you turned to the tall submissive who was peeking out behind the shower curtain with a bashful expression and smiled before rushing to strip off your clothes which made him close the curtain quickly. Chuckling, you pushed the curtain open slightly and slipped into the shower to see Asahi covering his crotch with his hands, his face red as can be and his eyes squeezed shut. He was hoping you wouldn’t try anything with his parents home since you two came to visit on a holiday weekend but he should have known better, you love to test limits and be risky which he does like but at his parents’ house? He didn’t want them to hear him be so girly with you.

"Y-Y/n...... I th-think you shouldn't be in here..here.." he whispered, pressing his naked body against the cold tile wall behind him.

You smiled at the tall male and slowly approached him before trapping him with your hand on either side of him, "Darling, I know you want it, you always love being so lewd in the shower at home so why would it be any different here?" You meowled as he slowly opens his eyes to look at you nervously, sweat and water dripping down his face while he covers his crotch in hopes that his erection would go down.

He couldn’t help but get aroused by the situation. It was true, he loved shower sex because it made it easier for him to stand while you do whatever to him, caging him against the wall while the steam filled the confined space and made it a little hard to see his embarrassing expressions. Upon seeing his nervous form, you pulled your arms away from him which made him relax but he stiffened up once again when you slowly squatted down in front of him, being face to well, hands, with such an intimate area and you only have a expression of joy just knowing he was aroused just like you. You smiled while making eye contact as you pulled his hands away from his crotch before trailing your eyes to his crotch, allowing him to relax into your hold before stiffening once more when noticing how the look in your eyes showed no form of mercy, knowing you were going to do something that would make it hard for him to hold back any noise . Taking his length into your hand, you looked back at him to see him biting his bottom while pushing his long hair out of his face before looking back at his cock and pressed kisses to his tip.

“Relax,” you hissed softly, tongue out and pressed against the underside of his cock, “I’ll be gentle.” You manage to say before taking his length into your mouth.

Tanaka

Tanaka was bent over your old bed, your strap was deep in him as you pushed your sweatpants further down, pushing more into him which drew out a low grunt from the male. Tanaka was moaning loudly and crawling at your blanket to try to hold something, your right hand was holding his head down onto the bed as your left held his left thigh onto your bed, holding him flushed against you as you pounded into your husband. Your younger siblings were asleep two rooms over since you two were babysitting while your parents were gone for the week so you knew you two had a lot of time on your hands. Your thrusts grew sloppier as you leaned down to kiss his shoulder, trying to slow down so the kids didn’t wake but the way his hole gripped and sucked the strap back into him made it hard to pull out without him whining. He wanted you to keep going, go harder and faster, he didn’t want you to stop so he began to roll your hips back, meeting you halfway which pushed the toy deeper. The hand on the back of his head moved, sliding down to his lower back to hold him there while you began to pound into him, his eyes rolling back as his jaw goes slack, drool dripping down his chin while he let out a silent scream, unsure if he could even let out a sound as you showed no mercy on his poor ass. The hand on his leg let go and held his hip to pull him closer to the edge of the bed.

His eyes rolled back as your strap slammed right into his prostate, "F-Fuck yes Mo..Mommy! Rig.. Ngh...Right there!" He yelled; you quickly leaned forward and pushed your left hand fingers into his mouth to quiet him.

"You like that, huh? You like it when Mommy fucks you like the dirty little slut you are, huh?" You growled against his ear, your teeth scraping against his earlobe.

His moans muffled against your fingers with every thrust, his tongue swirling around them before slipping between each digit to soak them. His eyes were hooded in lust as the corner of his mouth curled into a lustful smile, drool and saliva dripped down his chin. Pulling more against your, you nibbled on his ear which made his dick throb and smear precum on your white blanket, your strap shoved completely inside him, making his vision go white as he cum while you drill more into him. He felt you in his stomach, reshaping his hole in the shape of your fake dick as you rearranged his guts until he was a drooling and braindead slut under you. Your lips pressed kisses to his check while you moaned out taunts just to see him whine and take your fingers further into his mouth, gagging slightly on them while his tongue continued to wet them. His mind was blank and filled with cotton, making him only be able to think of you, your scent and your fake dick. He didn’t care your siblings are sleeping, he wanted to show you how good you made him feeling so he pulled away from your fingers and squirmed under you, wanting to see you completely which thankfully, you understood so you pulled out which pulled a whine from his throat before helping him flip over, laying on his back and completely ignoring the fact he laid on his cum.

“Mommy,”he gritted his teeth as you pushed back into him, the strap slammed into his prostate which made his eyes screw shut, “Fuck, Mommy, ‘o good.” he cried as you rolled your hips.

A smirk formed onto your face, watching how his expressions changed every time the strap went deeper, “You really are one needy whore.”

Nishinoya

"Mommy~ I want my pathetic little dick in your pussy, " Noya purred as he pushed your body down onto his bed and he slowly crawled onto your lap, "What do you say Mommy? Let your little bitch fuck your pussy like the dumb slut he is?" His hands slowly slip into your bra and massage your breasts.

You looked at him with a amused expression, thinking of denying him but decided to give in, "Fine," you smirked and wrapped a hand around his neck, tightening it which had him moaning, "I will let you fuck me but if you dont make me cum within two minutes I'll punish you."

A lopsided smile formed on his face, his hips instantly grinding against yours, “Understood.”

With that, you moved your hand away which made him quickly slide off your lap and tug off your sweats, his tongue poked against his cheek while he struggled to calm himself long enough to pull the article of clothing off completely. Once he discarded the pants, he let out a whine once seeing your panties. The pretty purple and white lace made it hard for him to focus, he wanted to take them off but seeing the dark patch between your soft thighs made him decide against it and got on his stomach. Pulling your legs apart, he shoved his face between your thighs until his mouth was an inch away from your cunt, his hot breath against the wet patch on your panties made you shiver. You thought he was going to push the material aside but against your judgment, he parted his lips and pressed his tongue flat against your pussy. A moan fell from your lips as your hand went down to his head, lacing your fingers through his hair and yanking his head closer. His tongue moving up and down slowly and curling slightly to catch your clothed clit which made your thighs shake, the sensitive bud seemed to catch his attention clearly because he began to tease it with his tongue then catch it between his lips to suck on. Your fingers began to massage and yank at his head, trying to pull him off your poor little clit but Yuu wasn’t letting go, his hands held your plush thighs open as he continued his ministrations which ripped soft moans and whimpers from you, his eyes flicked up to yours to see how you glared at him.

“S-Stop Yuu,”a gasp was ripped from your throat as he pushed the now soaked material to the side and pressed his tongue flatly against your glistening folds, making your back bow off the mattress, “Fuck, baby, more.”

It wasn’t often that he could surprise you like this, you were usually more aware of his plan so seeing you pulling him closer and grinding down onto his tongue as his wet muscle slipped between your lower lips to slip into your sopping pussy, “So good.” his voice came out slurried as your slick filled his mouth, cumming quicker than you expected.

“What’s going on in there?” Takeo called from behind the door.

You both froze in place. You weren’t weren’t aware they were back, given the Tanaka siblings wanted to explore Rio for a while so it was surprising they came back hours earlier than expected. Pushing him off, you rushed to get dressed along with Yuu because knowing those two, they would storm in if they wanted to, “Nothing! J-Just unpacking!” you yelled back, in hopes she wouldn’t come in and bother you two just yet.

Kageyama

You both were in the supply closet in the gym, his cock ring was buzzing as he was on knees with his mouth attached to your clit. You stood above him as he ate you out, his tongue explored every inch of your pussy while he cried from sensitivity; you pressed a sock covered foot against his dick which he subconsciously began to grind against it. Your moans mixed with the wet sounds of him lapping up your juices and the humming of the cock ring filled the dark room. Your hands in his hair held him in place and gently guided him as you gently grinded down onto his face, watching how his eyes were closed in bliss and soft but slurried moans of ‘Mommy’ were muffled between your thighs. Your head was leaned back, moans and praises rolled off your tongue which only went down to his dick and he just slid his hands that held your calves up to your thighs and squeezed them. Something about stopping by during your lunch break just to be dragged to the storage room by Tobio just for him to have you sit on his face for an hour really melted you, it was as if he was sucking all the stress and tension out with every suck to your clit.

"Just like that, baby boy." You moaned as he slipped his tongue out and began to suck onto your swollen clit, replacing his tongue with two fingers and thrusting them into your dripping cunt.

"Mhm~ Mommy!" He hummed against your clit, he was completely in subspace as he forced his fingers to go further into you.

Kageyama was so lost in his task that he didn't notice the way you gripped his hair tightly in shock, Aran opened the door to get more volleyballs only to see you two once light flooded the room. Being so close to cumming, you only helped him stimulate your clit by slapping the small bud as you went back to grinding against him once Aran flusteredly shut the door, yelling at Atsuma and Bokoto that there were no more. It didn’t seem to bother Kageyama at all, he just yanked his hands out and buried his tongue back in, whining that he needed to make you cum with his tongue. His hips started to stutter with every grind of your foot, he was about to cum and you knew it so you moved your foot faster which made him pull back slightly to whine and look up at you with tears in his eyes. He looked so cute with flushed cheeks that had tears falling down them and his lower half of his face coated in your slick. Poor baby was so lost in the pleasure, you weren’t sure after this he'd be able to practice because he was too pussy drunk to think on his own. With one last rough rub to his throbbing dick, he came, releasing milky white liquid onto your soak and his stomach as his lips parted in a silent moan and his eyes rolled back.

Tsukishima

Your fingers were deep in his hole as he leaned forward in your lap, he sat in your lap with no intentions of this but you pushed his sweats and underwear down to access it. Tsukki pulled his sweater sleeve covered hand over his mouth as Yamaguchi and Hinata sat in front of you two studying, your fingers curling which made him choke back his moans. It was rare for these two to join your study date in one of the empty classrooms and they just so happen to bust through the door when you hand two fingers deep in the blonde’s hole. With his eyes trained on his notebook, he struggled to write down notes with every rub to his velvety walls and on top of that, the other two would turn to him occasionally to ask a question which earned them a shaky response and glare. He was praying they’d leave soon because you showed no sign on stopping soon which scared the boy, he was really worried that you’d make him cum in front of his friends, make him grip the table and let out such girly and gross noises in front of them while his eyes cross and he drools all over his study material because your fingers slam into his prostate. You hummed softly against the back of his neck happily while you stopped moving your hand and made him let out a soft sigh, swallowing all his shame as he thought you decided to show mercy since you started to pull you fingers out but panic and fear washed over his as he felt your ring finger press against his stretched hole. He turned his head and began to shake it slightly, staring back at you with wide eyes but the playful smirk and lustful gaze of yours made his already throbbing cock twitch painfully at the thought of being split open on your fingers in front of the others. Slipping in your new digit in with your others made him let out a strangled gasp and moan, head dropping into his hand as his eyes rolled back. The stretch was too much for him in this position, without warning, he creamed his pants once the third finger sat tightly along with the others and were jammed forward into his sensitive spot.

Leaning forward, you placed your head on his shoulder with a smirk on your lips, "You ok baby? Do you need help?" You asked for the two's attention, making his face burn more from embarrassment.

Tsukki grew ashamed of everything, getting off on Hinata’s and Yamaguchi’s concern for him but refused to let their attention grow more on him, "N..No I'm fine.." he grunted, your fingers thrusting quickly which made him bite his lip.

The two went back to working as Tsukishma tried to work on his notes and you grew more mischievous, scissoring your fingers making Tsukki's eyes widen while muffling his moans.he couldn’t help it anymore, bouncing slightly back onto your fingers and taking them deeper, you began to twist your wrist while pushing them deeper and curling them into all the right spots. He felt his stomach growing hot once again, knowing he was going to cum again soon made his head spin. Tsuki felt some disgust with himself, hating how he was getting off being fucked in front of his oblivious friends but who could blame him? His gorgeous girlfriend was finger fucking his ass while snaking her free arm around his thin waist to pull him closer, making him choke on his saliva as her three fingers were knuckles deep into his equivalent of a boy pussy and turning him into your own personal fleshlight for your fingers, making him cream his pants until it was soaked and uncomfortable to wear.

Kiyoko

Nothing was more risky in Kiyoki's mind than you being horny at a get together with the old team at the house. Your fingers were deep in her puffy pussy, thrusting them quickly in the bedroom as everyone else was getting drunk and talking about funny memories of high school. Loud wet squelches of her sopping pussy along with her high pitched moans made you groan, dipping your head down to flick your tongue at her swollen bud which made her hips jolt up into your touch. She knew she was being too loud with all the cries and moans but the poor girl couldn’t control her noises with every thrust into her sweet spot, making a new rush of slick to drip down your wrist and pool onto the bright yellow blanket under you both. Her sweet scent and taste made you drown into the basic urge to make her cum so you twist your wrist and curl you long digits into the sensitive gland, making her body jolt and shake, eyes rolling back and jaw going slack as she let out a loud cry while clear liquid sprays onto your arm and mouth. Her hands grip the sheet in desperation as you don't slow down, you only attack her poor pussy more while catching her juices as they release with your mouth.

“M-Mommy!” she cried, her head pressing deeper into the bed while her legs kick in sensitivity but you only replace your fingers with your mouth, sucking on her sensitive entrance.

Your eyes closed in bliss, holding her hips down onto your mouth, “That’s right pretty, give Mommy that sweet pussy.” you growled into her clit, forcing more cries out of her.

At this point she’s sure the others hear you two and it burned her cheeks in shame, she knew they wouldn’t let this go but at this point she couldn’t do anything but helplessly rut against your face while you bring her second orgasm close. Sucking and slurping at her gushing pussy made him whine and try once again to escape your intense mouth but you gripped her hips close, not giving her chance to run away which made her cry, pretty and fat tears falling down her sweaty and red face and her hands shot down to your hair and yanked it, body bowing off the bed while her thighs squeeze your head. She couldn’t control herself at all this point, her glasses now fully off her face while she thrash around while she pleads with you, begging you to let loose and give her a break but you didn’t listen or care, you wanted her to cum once more to get a better taste of her cum. Her soft and pale skin was wet with cum and sweat and painted with pretty hickeys and now forming bruises from your ironclad grip on her hips and thighs. She looked like a mess and you didn’t want it any other way.

Yachi

"Ngh~ ah! Ma..Mama!" She moans as your lips wrapper around her small nipple.

Her beautiful strawberry pink dress sleeves were pushed down to allow you to see her perky breasts and gave you access to her pretty pink erect nipples that were basically begging for attention. Pulling away from her nipple after sucking on it, you move to her neck and kiss the untouched skin, your hands pushing up the frilly skirt to rub her clothed pussy with your knee which made her hands hold your shoulders to hold her up and she instinct humped your thigh. The dressing room wasn’t big enough for more than two people so you really had to be careful not to alarm anyone or get hurt from fooling around so you stuck to pinning her against the wall. Her hips rutting against your thigh forced cute little moans out, her head pressed against the wall as her eyes closed from the pleasure and anxiety, afraid to look at you or anywhere as if an employee would walk in and see them. You found it so cute so you pressed your lips at the base of her throat and kiss the soft skin there while your hands dropped the skirt of the dress and trailed up to her waist and helped move more, dragging her hips faster and purposely scrapping your teeth against her skin which made her knees almost buckle.

“Look at you,” you pulled away to see her face slowly turning into a fucked out expression, “Getting fucked out already and I haven’t done much, just wait until we get home baby. Imma have you all spread out on the bed, pussy dripping, and your favorite toy shove so, so, so deep in your pretty little cunt it will split you open for me.” you whispered lustfully, making her circle her hips on your knee just to see her bite her lip to quite herself.

Her clit rolling and throbbing on your knee with every roll of her hips makes her slowly tense up, her orgasm close and she couldn’t help herself anymore, her hands on your shoulders let go to wrap her arms around your neck and pull you closer, “Oh god, please, don’t stop.” she whimpers, opening her eyes to stare into your with need.

Yamaguchi

Yams was panicking and for a good reason-You thought it would be a fun idea to mess around in Tanaka's house, in his bathroom to be exact. The old team was over to hangout and he brought you which wasn’t unusual but you horny since that afternoon after Yams thought it would be a good idea to send a video of himself fingering his hole when you were in class, all thanks to him having no classes. Yams was bent over the sink with your fingers deep in his hole, thrusting your digits quickly while pushing three fingers into his mouth, his eyes rolling back as your fingers in his mouth slipped further, hitting the back of his throat which made him gag around them. The fingers in his hole slowly scissored him open and he let out such a beautiful noise, gagging more along letting out broken moans all thanks to your fingers curling slightly into his prostate and it made his twitching dick leak all over the sink. Snot, drool, and tears were now dripping from his face and you forced him to face the mirror so he had no choice but to see how pathetic he looked and it really made him feel disgusted with himself. Getting ruined in his friend’s bathroom and he wanted it, it really made him want to cry if Tanaka were to question what they were doing.

"You look so cute like this, Yams." You purred against the shell of his ear, eyes staring into his through the mirror while pulling your fingers out, allowing him to breathe more.

Yamaguchi whimpers and coughs, his head hanging low while wiping his face off with his hoodie sleeve but was pushed down onto the sink counter which made him let out a squeak in surprise. You laughed softly before pushing one of his legs onto the toilet next to the sink and pulled your fingers out. Tadashi was nervous now. Slowly, he turned his head to the side to see you turning to your bag next to you, that was hanging on the door, and grabbed a glass dildo from the outside pocket which made his face flush a bright red. He was a stuttering mess now, trying to whisper-shout how it wasn’t a good idea but you ignore him since his body reacted differently. His aching dick was twitching and throbbing against the cold marble of the sink and his hips naturally pushed back like they always did when he was excited, and plus, he never said the safeword to stop so you knew he didn’t want to stop. and pressed it against his fluttering hole, "I'm going to stretch you open so good that you'll be begging for more." You growled.

Ukai

Nothing was more scandalous and risky for a coach than having sex during practice but luckily for him, there was a supply closet no one bothers to go in until after practice. You two were sitting on the floor room, in a far corner were he was fucking himself on your strap, heavy breaths left him with every bounce from him with the slaps of skin echoed off the dark room walls, his dick slaps against his shirt clad abdomen and stains the white material in how precum. His eyes rolled back, jaw slacked with his tongue lobbying out as he drools all over himself, and his head full of the thought of your fake cock stuffed deep in his hole. Leaning against the wall, you watched him while your hands pushed themselves under his shirt to play with his nipples and enjoy the view of him going dumb from your strap, cooing praises and dirty words at the braindead bitch in front of you. His hands gripping your shoulders tightly and his knees framing your sides as he bounces.

"Fuck! Mommy you're so deep!" His deep voice was low and husky as he moaned, eyes barely able to stay open and forced on you with every deep thrust to his sweet spot.

You smirked, "Am I?" With that your hands draped to his hips and held them down as you fucked up into him which made him go cross eyed.

His deep moans filled the room along with loud slaps against his ass, your hands slapping his ass with every thrust. He was feeling overwhelmed with everything, his mind going fuzzy and his eyes wide open as he clawed down your back, trying his best to hold onto you which made a large grin break out on your face. Not caring about how loud you two were at this point, you laid him down while thrusting into him; Ukai’s mouth hanging wide open in silent screams as he cums, painting both of your stomach in his release. His back bowing forward and molding into yours as you pound into it without rest, your feet locked in place as your thrust grows harsher and your hands on his hips slam him down onto your strap until he squirts his second release onto himself. The poor man’s vision goes completely white as he clings to you, deep cries and begs for more, despite the fact soon he will have to exit this room and dismiss everyone who may or may not be in the gym.

Takeda

Crying and pleading filled the empty teacher lounge room, Takeda on the couch naked as you hover over him, a vibrating dildo ruthlessly thrusted into his abused hole. The submissive male squirming and clawing at the cushions under him in an attempt to get away after his third denial of his release but you caged him under you, your knees pressed into his thighs to hold him in place. Angry growls and taunts left your lips while your free hand came down hard onto his balls, they’re a bright red from the hard hits that match his poor dick. The leaking and throbbing length of twitch against his lower abdomen pathetically and he just wished you’d let him cum but after his outburst a few hours ago from the stress made you refuse his release, wanting to make sure he’s aware of his place at the moment. Turning off the toy, he started to cry helplessly while trying to move his hips down onto to get himself off but you pulled the toy, earning a high pitch wail.

"No no no, please, Wanna cum ‘o bad! Please Mommy!” He sobs pathetically, tears and snot running down his face out of frustration and stress of being denied once more.

Pressing the toy against his puckering hole with a sadistic smile, "I bet you haven't told Ukai why you're so good at getting on your knees and begging for something ," shoving the toy back into him made his back bow off the couch, eyes rolling back as the toy was turned back in and thrusted directly into his prostate which made his body go limp as he cums hard, vision going white and a loud airy scream left his throat, "You're so fucking pathetic."

Ennoshita

"Get on your damn knees.” You purred, sitting on the edge of your chair and hiking up your skirt.

He didn't waste a second to drop to his knees and buried his face between your thighs and licked your wet folds. Your hand went into his hair and massaged his scalp while he works his tongue up and down your pussy, tongue circling your clit before dipping down to press into your entrance. His eyes flicked up to you, silently asking permission but you raised an eyebrow which he took it as a no and went back to reading your little bud. It was your guys break so you two spent it in your office, having him work all the tension out so he shoved his face further into your cunt, wrapping his lips around your clit and sucked on it gently which made you lean back into your chair, using your free hand to undo your blouse and cup your bra clad breast, gently kneading it. Chikara was moaning into your sex with every suck at your clit down to your lower lips, sucking and slurping at your slick but never pushing his tongue into you like he wants to. He was a good boy after all.

“Just like that baby, give my clit some kisses.” You moaned, gently dragging his head back up to the throbbing bud that he quickly kissed and licked.

“Doctor l/n, I need to talk to you about something.” Your friend, Doctor Ito called from behind the closed door following a knock.

Quickly, you fixed your shirt and pushed you and him further under the desk, “C-Come in!” With that, Doctor Ito opened the door and walked to the front of your desk.

Hinata

His lips wrapped around your nipple, sucking and slobbering all over the aroused bud as your hand pumped his dick with the flesh light, bring him to his first orgasm in the guest room of Kenma’s house. He knew it was wrong to do this at his best friend’s house but you promised to be quick about it so he allowed you to pull him into your lap and have your way with him. His eyes are closed and he shoves his face further into your breast, sucking harsher when the toy was squeezed tightly around his length and jerked up and down his base, hugging his throbbing dick in the tight and wet walls of the toy. Mindless blabbering left his lips as he popped off your nipple, his eyes cracking open slightly to stare at you with a distant look. Poor boy gets easily drunk off pleasure. Moving your hand in a different position, you began to pump the toy faster which made him wrap his arms around your shoulders and pull himself against you and bury his face into the crook of your neck. Moaning and hiccuping into your skin, Shoyo began to gently thrust up into the toy, cumming in the fake pussy shape toy.

Your hand doesn’t ease up, in fact it seem to move faster making him shake and cry from sensitivity , “It’s ok baby, Mommy is here,” you press a kiss to his shoulder, “Mommy is going to make you feel so good.”

Hinata couldn’t form words besides “please” even though he wanted to stop, not wanting to get too loud and bother Kenma with such inappropriate noises but he couldn’t. Hinata just kept moaning and whimpering for more which earns him hushed praises and kisses while your hand moves the toy, ducking his cum deeper into the toy. Pumping his dick steadily growing slower every time he whimpers out please and breathily laugh at how cute he was, thrusting into the toy and clinging to you the best he could and not once looking at you.

[huiyi07]

Oikawa solos Sukuna this, Oikawa best anime villain that, may I propose this:

Hinata Shoyo is the strongest newgen mc ever, the first time he went to nationals he absolutely flattened every single one of his opponents, he was literally 3/4 everyone’s size and was still giving an assbeating to opponents who had years more experience, strength, and height than him, he n his team took down the RUNNERS UP of the previous tournament on their first try (I would literally go home crying if I was inarazaki ngl), kenma the smartest character in the show tried to shut him down but he said HELL no and instead got a massive jump buff 💀, then he went toe to toe with another little giant as his rival except that mf was literally a senior while he was a FRESHMAN with his FIRST proper volleyball team ever (like let’s not forget he didn’t even have a proper team before karasuno and it was his first go at everything and he still hauled ass and hard carried)

guys Hinata LITERALLY couldn’t be taken down by anyone except himself and his own immune system. Genuinely Atsumu said “ohhh it took all of us to take him down” WRONG literally all of you got your asses handed to you by that tiny kid and I promise he would’ve done the same to Kamomedai and gone on to win Nationals w karasuno in his first year if his own immune system didn’t betray him which is genuinely just bad luck guys like come on

[c0ffeejelly1]

No Nut November

Multiple character headcannons

Authors note: this is the only November post y’all r getting so hahahahahhaahah. I rushed this just today so say thank you. Bye bye. (POST-TIMESKIP!!)

Warning: kinda suggestive but like y’all don’t do anything.

“You know what time of month it is, right baby?”

You asked your boyfriend, all while adjusting your makeup in mirror a cheeky smile on your face taking a quick glance at him sitting down on your bed watching you intensely.

“…it’s not our anniversary, is it?” He asked, a hint of confusion in his voice.

“What? No, I’m talking about it being November…y’know? No Nut November?”

He visibly shifts in his seat. He knew what you were going to ask him.

“you think you can last the month? Im willing to bet on it.”

The type to not even last a day

“Man that’s light work! I could easily last a month if I wanted to—"

He failed.

“Okay but it’s not my fault. Y-you decided to wear that out, not me!”

“You say it like I purposely did it to make you lose..”

“Because you did!”

He’s not accepting the fact that he lost on the day you challenged him.

Do you know how embarrassing that is?

Imagine how badly he’s gonna get teased by all his mates if they ever find out he couldn’t help but bust one on you!

“You better keep this between just us..”

Should he really be saying that when he’s the one who started tearing off your clothes and tossing them aside?

Should he really be saying that when he’s the one who pleaded for just a few minutes to enjoy you?

Should he really be saying that when—

“Why’re you looking at me like that!”

You were looking at him like he was an idiot. You really couldn’t believe what he was saying.

Was it really that bad he didn’t last that long?

I mean it’s sort of flattering to you, seeing that your boyfriend could get so turned on from just you wearing a nice outfit.

“Because you just sound stupid why can’t you admit you lost and call it a day?” You huff.

“Because it doesn’t count!”

He pouts, crossing his arms in annoyance, a faint blush creeping onto his cheeks as he turns away from you on the bed where you both lay bare, slick with each other’s essences from your prior…activities.

“And it’s stupid. This whole no nut November nonsense is stupid! I mean who would even come up with that kind of torture? why would someone want to restrict themselves from such a bliss that-"

You spend the rest of that evening listening to the poor guy complaining about how November is a stupid month.

Characters: REIGEN, Tenegn, Eren, Reiner, Hinata, Oikawa, BOKUTO, MAMMON, Leviathan, ASMODEUS, ITTO, kaeya, RAFAYEL (any character you like)

The type to last a week

“You sure you wanna bet on that? Y’know before we started dating I wasn’t the kind of guy who needed Intimacy in their life…"

He totally regrets saying those things because now they’re just gnawing at him.

This is all your fault, you hear him?

You- you did something to him okay?

Never in his life has he felt so…so…

Vulnerable?

Jesus, this was suppose to be a walk in the park so why do you suddenly look so...sexy?

You were just watching TV, but the way you curled up on the couch made your thighs press together in a way that was hard to ignore.

And that shirt of yours?

It was barely hanging on your shoulder, giving him a peek at your bra strap, while your hand rested on your stomach, revealing just enough skin.

Damn, even the way you bit your lips without realizing it was driving him wild—he couldn’t handle a whole month of this!

He was so caught up in you that he didn’t even notice how his body was inching closer.

It wasn’t until you turned to him, your noses almost touching, that he realized it.

Did you eyes always look so beautiful?

And your lips…they never looked this soft before.

“..you’re so gorgeous baby, is this some kind of punishment?..”

He gently cups your cheek, his lips almost brushing against yours when suddenly—

“What are you doing?”

This snaps him out of his trance before a deep blush spread across his face.

“I-I..I dunno? You just- well I thought…”

Yeah he sure as hell was thinking.

Thinking of all the ways he could have you!

He lets out a small whine, his brows knitting together in frustration.

“Can we just…not do this challenge anymore…please?”

I mean if he’s talking to you like that, who are you to say no?

Besides you could always just…edge him a lil right?

Characters: REIGEN (again), SERIZAWA, Rengoku, Armin, Jean, BOKUTO (again), CHOSO, Beelzebub, DIAVOLO, ITTO (again), Thoma, LAIOS (any character you like)

The type to barely last the whole month

“Why would you want to do that? We both know you’re not gonna make it."

“Well the challenge is for you! Not me!”

“...but my point still stands.”

His point sure as hell did stand and it hurt you to admit that he was right!

Already 17 days in and he hadn’t budged an inch.

How was this man still going??

You even tried to sabotage him, sitting on his lap only for him to laugh and gently push you off.

Kissing up his neck with your arms around his waist while he made dinner only for him to ask you to grab some spices.

Even you making crude dirty jokes, only for him to blush slightly and brush you off!

This was just getting ridiculous and now you were looking like the needy one!

“For someone who wanted me to take on this challenge, it seems like you’re the one feeling it the most.”

You shoot him a glare.

You were annoyed he was right.

Annoyed that he could still tease you, fully damn aware of what you wanted!

“You can hold out for another 13 days can’t you, sweetheart? I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”

What you didn’t realize was that these last few days were weighing on your boyfriend too.

He was doing a great job of hiding it when you were around, but when he was alone—

“Shit…”

He slammed his fist against the bathroom wall at work a growing tightness forming in his pants.

You just loved to tease, didn’t you?

Couldn’t you see this was driving him crazy too?

And to think you could send him such…things while he’s at work!

“Damn this…”

He was going to get his revenge; mark his words. Once this month wraps up, he was going to have his way with you.

And so he did yippee!! 😈

Characters: Giyuu, Kageyama, TSUKISHIMA, kuroo, IWAIZUMI, Akaashi, Ushijima, SUNA, Osamu, Geto, NANAMI, Lucifer, Satan, SOLOMON, Ayato, DILUC, Neuvillette, Writhoesley, ZHONGLI, Sylus, Zayne (any character you like)

The type to say they lasted the whole month (he jerked off)

“Babe come on, we both know I have some self restraint when it comes to you.”

“Do we?”

He shoots you a sharp look.

“Yes. We do. And I find it quite offensive you don’t believe I can last a simple 30 days without sex-"

You had to break it to him he couldn’t touch himself.

“I-I can’t?!”

Sure it was a lil surprising to him to hear that he couldn’t flick his tip and buss one little nut, but hey!

That wasn’t going to stop him!

I mean how would you ever find out he touched himself if you weren’t there, huh?

Simple as that!

“You’re...strangely happy today...something good happen?”

A few days had gone by since the challenge started, and November was finally winding down, which felt like a relief after those tough days.

The main reason for the struggle was your boyfriend’s constant whining about how his “body craved some kind of touch—anything!”

Now all of a sudden he’s happy days and roses.

You were suspicious.

“Who wouldn’t be? 30 days of war are finally over! Told you I could last.”

You give him a weird look.

It was almost too obvious that he had done something. That smirk was unmistakable—the same one he wore when he knew he’d crossed a line!

The same one he flashed when he’s trying to keep his secrets under wraps!

“You failed didn’t you.”

“W-what! Where’d ya get that idea?”

He finally admits to you after a while of back and forth he failed a few days after the night you challenged him.

At least he lasted a week in?

Characters: Dimple, Sanemi, TENGEN, Connie, Nishinoya, Ukai, Tendou, ATSUMU, GOJO, Toji, MAMMON (again), Belphagor, CHILDE, kaeya (again), CHILCHUCK, Rafayel (again) (any character you like)

[noyasmashing]

Current fave idea is the karasuno gang meeting up after they graduate to catch up, and there's a person there none of them recognize(Sugas younger sister by like a year) and one of them (noya, tsukki, tanaka, kageyama... tsukki.. I'm bias lol) catches her eye, and suddenly, they're back at her apartment crying out for her

OML I love when i get specific requests they r so fun to write 🙈

Sub!Tsukkishema x Fem!Reader

CW: Alcohol usage, cryin, overstimulation??, objectification, nasty (unprotected) pnv sex, chocking (mention of it at the end), kinda sadistic reader tbh, bondage, foodjob??

The old Karasuno team was gathering at their previous haunt, the local ramen shop near their high school. It had been a while since they'd all been together, and they decided to meet up, along with some other mutual friends from back in the day. As they chatted excitedly about their lives post-graduation, reminiscing about their volleyball days, there was someone among them they couldn't quite place.

Nishinoya, ever observant, noticed a young woman sitting quietly at the edge of their group. She was sipping her ramen and listening intently to their stories, occasionally smiling or nodding along. "Hey guys," Nishinoya interrupted, "Who's our new friend here?"

They all turned to look at her. "Oh, I'm Koshi’s younger sister," she replied with a warm smile. "I heard so much about all of you from my brother. It's nice to finally meet you!"

Nishinoya's eyes widened in surprise. "Suga's sister? Wow, I didn't even know he had a sister!" he exclaimed.

"Yeah, I'm a year younger than him," she explained, her hand circling the tip of her glass, the alcohol bringing the rosiness out of her cheeks.

Tsuki gazed at the girl seated in-front of him. Truth be told he didn’t really notice her until Nishinoya had said something, but he couldn't help but be intrigued. This girl had a familiar spark about her—maybe it was her smile, or the way she listened so attentively. She seemed to share Suga's kindness and warmth.

Throughout the evening, Tsuki found himself stealing glances at her. he didn’t know what it was, maybe her easy going demeanor, or her smile when she giggled at one of Hinatas dumb jokes. He wasn’t used to looking at someone and not wanting to immediately insult them.

As the night progressed, Tsukki discovered himself engaging in more and more conversation with her. Normally not one to talk much, he was content listening to her stories from high school, her interests, and more.

They hadn’t noticed the time passing until others started saying their farewells and leaving the venue. Amidst the commotion of the crowd, Tsukki momentarily took his eyes off her, and just like that, she vanished. He anxiously scanned the dining room, navigating through the sea of people in search of her.

It was safe to say he was hooked. He wanted nothing more but to be in her presence, and he was starting to give up on that idea, as he spotted Sugawara leaving too. Then, as luck would have it, he turned his head one last time and caught her gaze, smirking up at him through her lashes.

She was tucked away towards the back of the shop near the bathrooms, chatting with Nishinoya, casually leaning against the wall.

"Bye, [name]!" Nishinoya exclaimed, before skipping away in his usual hyper manner. She smiled warmly in response, giving him a lazy wave goodbye.

As Tsukki timidly approached her, he noticed a mischievous smirk on her lips. "Were you looking for me, like a little lost puppy?" she teased, tilting her head to the side with confidence.

His cheeks burned embarrassingly red as he shook his head and muttered a quiet “fuck you." He knew she was right, but he couldn't summon the courage to defend himself properly, especially when she stood up and closed the gap between the two. He could feel the warmth of her breath, tinged with the scent of alcohol, and he could almost feel her breasts press against him.

Avoiding her gaze, he looked away, attempting to maintain his usual stoic expression.

"You're all bark and no bite," she grinned again, grabbing his face to make him meet her gaze. His glasses were perched low on his nose, and he peered at her over them, his breath catching in his throat. The only thing on his mind was how good she looked up close.

She grinned at his hesitation, “I have an uber outside, would you like to come home with me, pretty boy?”

And that’s how Tsukishima found himself in this predicament, kneeling with his very own tie binding his hands.

He grumbled in frustration as he attempted to free his hands from the tie once again. He wanted to appear irritated, not willing to admit the reason why his dick was pressing against his pants at that moment.

But, when she leaned down and planted her foot, encased in sheer stockings, against his groin, he could no longer hide it. His lower lip quivered as a whimper escaped him, his hips instinctively moving to press against her foot.

She sneered at him, increasing the pressure as she spoke, "You will take what I give you, understand?" Her previously kind and gentle demeanor was completely replaced by a more intense and commanding presence. Tears welled up in his eyes as he nodded weakly, trying to maintain his composure in the face of her dominance.

She started to glide her foot up and down the length of his pulsating erection. He could feel the sticky mess seeping into his boxers, the urge to remove them growing stronger by the second.

He couldn't help but utter a desperate "please," a plea that earned him a sadistic smile from her.

"Please what, pretty boy?" She teased, her movements becoming more deliberate against his crotch. He felt his entire body heating up as he craved more stimulation. This was unlike anything he had experienced before, and he was on the brink of making a mess in his dress pants.

He took a deep breath before nervously replying, "Can't you use a little more..." his voice trailed off, unable to meet her gaze. He could feel her seductive eyes fixed solely on him, but he couldn't summon the courage to look at her, knowing that if he did, he might climax right then and there.

"Hmm... We wouldn't want you spoiling those nice pants now, would we?" She questioned, tilting her head slightly with a mischievous smile playing on her lips.

He finally mustered the courage to look up at her and replied with a shaky, "Y-yeah," his eyes reflecting a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

“Why don’t you join me up here then?” She suggested, patting the bed where she sat, a warm invitation in her voice and smile.

He stood up shakily, his hands still bound behind his back, but before he could even take a seat, she pushed him onto his back with a forceful yet gentle motion.

“Be a good toy and let me use you a bit,” she instructed this time, her hands deftly moving towards his zipper with a mischievous gleam in her eyes.

With swift movements, his aching member was now free, proudly displayed on his toned stomach. He couldn't help but let out a gasp at the sensation, feeling a rush of embarrassment as she gazed at him with interest.

"A-are you surprised?" he quipped, trying to sound confident even with a blush covering his ears. But she saw through his facade in an instant, especially when his tip was leaking pre-cum, giving away his nervous excitement like a virgin eager for his first fuck.

She sneered at his comment, biting back without hesitation, "Good toys stay quiet for their owner."

His head fell back in utter embarrassment at her sharp retort. Embarrassed at how his cock twitched she said that. Embarrassed that the second her pussy grazed his sensitive member, his hands instinctively pulled at the tie, his back arching in a desperate, pathetic display of need.

As his cock sank into her wet pussy, he let out the prettiest of moans, feeling a surge of pleasure as his eyes rolled back uncontrollably. Her hips rolled forward against him, causing his member to throb with intense arousal. He couldn't resist raising his hips, wanting to be buried as deeply inside her as possible, lost in the blissful sensation.

It didn't help that every time she raised her hips, just to aggressively slam them down, she whispered filthy things in his ears. Her words sent shivers down his spine and added a delicious layer pleasure to every sensation.

"Cummin'," he would slur, as she rode him through his body-shaking orgasm, but she never stopped. He wanted desperately to caress her soft skin, to cover his mouth to muffle the embarrassing whispers escaping him, but she would giggle at his struggles against the restraints. The sensation of her teasing laughter only added to his pleasure, driving him further into a frenzy of ecstasy as she continued to ride him with relentless abandon.

"Such a good... good toy for me," she panted between breaths, continuing to fuck herself on his raging cock. The natural curve in it, plus the sheer thickness of him, was just too perfect.

She brought two fingers to his lips and clumsily pushed them inside, his tongue swirling desperately around them, seeking distraction from the overwhelming sensations. But her fingers were gone too soon, leaving him wanting more as she pulled them away and pressed them against her sensitive clit. The sight of her pleasuring herself with the very fingers that had been inside him moments before was too much for him.

The sound of her gasps of pleasure as she pleasured herself was torture for him, even though he was still buried deep inside her. He yearned to be the one touching her, driving her wild with desire himself. The sight of her lost in her own pleasure, eliciting those intoxicating sounds from deep within her throat, fueled the fire of desire burning within him. He couldn't help but let out a string of whines, the need to touch her, to bring her to the edge overwhelming his senses.

He had likely cum at least twice, doing everything in his power to muffle his moans, even resorting to biting his lip until it bled. But she did not stop for a second, her relentless pace and intensity driving him wild with desire. The pleasure and the pain mingled together, making hot tears roll down his cheeks.

It seemed his tears only fulled her desire, as her hands made their way to his neck. “You would look so pretty with my hands around your throat.”

It became clear that this night was going to be longer than either of them had expected.