#sugawara kōshi

[alkaano]

ꨄ︎ Sugawara Koshi who is such a lover boy (even before you were together)  ꨄ︎

Who was, and still is, one of your best friends and never overstepped his boundaries as a friend, even when he liked you

Who was ready to comfort you after your bum ex, that he never liked in the first place, dumped you for someone else (secretly, he was relieved you were finally rid of him, but he’ll never tell you that)

Who took you out for ice cream at the park, letting you vent all your frustrations while he listened, his heart clenching at your sniffles and cries

Who was always by your side, and waited patiently for you to heal before asking to be yours

Who gave you handmade gifts that did must have taken a lot of time, but it was always worth it for you 

Who finally asked to be your boyfriend and was overjoyed when you said yes and always brags to the team about it, so much so they almost start to get sick of it (yes, he kicks his feet and giggles at night when he thinks about it)

Who, as your boyfriend, brings you flowers from your favorite bouquet shop on a whim and still makes you handmade gifts, and even buys things just because they remind him of you.

Who memorized everything there is about you. Your favorite cafe, your order, the flowers you love (and the ones you’re allergic to), your comfort shows, everything 

Who gets completely lost in the way you talk, half listening because you look so beautiful when you ramble

Sugawara Koshi who loves to love you so much it makes him smile every time <3

[raisunomii]

Huge fan of how in Haikyuu every setter is absolutely off the walls insane w it and suga is Just a setter. No stressful mind games he’s just playing volleyball. Which trips up every OTHER setter so bad that he changes the entire game every time. I love suga

[eeveebooart]

soft suga 🌻

[semiloml]

“Let me hear you, baby.”

Sugawara’s voice was soft, teasing, but there was no mistaking the command beneath it. His warm brown eyes watched you closely, his grip firm as he guided your hips, keeping you right where he wanted you—straddling his lap, taking every inch of him, slow and deep.

You whimpered, hands gripping his shoulders as you sank down fully, your walls stretching around him, taking him to the hilt.

“Fuck, you’re perfect,” he breathed, his hands smoothing over your thighs, gripping your hips, controlling your pace. “Look at you, taking me so well.”

You clenched around him, and he let out a deep, satisfied hum, tilting his head to press a slow, open-mouthed kiss to your throat. His fingers flexed at your hips before dragging up your back, guiding you forward until your chest was pressed to his, your forehead resting against his own.

“So sensitive,” he murmured, rolling his hips up to meet yours, making you gasp.

“Kou—”

“Shh, baby,” he cooed, one hand sliding up to cup your jaw, thumb brushing your lips. “Let me take care of you.”

He set the rhythm—slow, deep, precise, like he wanted you to feel every inch of him.

“There we go, just like that,” he praised, his other hand sliding between your legs, finding your clit, rubbing slow, teasing circles.

You whined, and he smiled, leaning in to capture your lips in a kiss—sweet, claiming, just a little possessive.

“You wanna come for me, sweetheart?” he murmured against your lips, his fingers moving faster, his thrusts hitting deeper.

You nodded frantically, body tensing, pleasure coiling tight, but then his grip on your jaw tightened, making you look at him.

“Then ask me nicely.”

your breath caught, his dark, knowing gaze sending shivers down your spine.

“Please, Kou,” you whispered, clinging to him, trembling. “Please let me come.”

A slow, wicked smile spread across his lips.

“Good girl,” he whispered—right before he tipped you over the edge.

AUTHOR‘S NOTE: wrote this for my underrated king sugawara🫡reblogs and comments are very appreciated <33

[skiiyoomin]

ღAccidentally sending them nudes

ʚContent: suggestive content, swearing, use of pretty, babygirl (ironically), mostly fem! reader but can be read as gn

ʚcharacters included: Hinata, Kageyama, Tsukishima, Yamaguchi, Tanaka, Noya, Sugawara, Daichi, Asahi

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[sugarwarachan]

sugawara koushi x praise kink - mdni

he knows the moment you walk in the door that you need him. he’s attuned to your moods, and after an awful week at work, there’s one thing that never fails to make you feel you better.

“so pretty for me like this, love.” he’s got the back of your thighs hooked over his forearms, silver head dipped to watch his cock rock in and out of you. “need me to go slow, honey, is that it? if my girl wants me to fuck her slow, that’s what i’ll do. that’s what you deserve, after all.”

he kisses you sloppily, the thick weight of his dick making your eyes cross. his hands slide down your legs and under your ass to flip your positions.

“can you show me how well you ride me, sweetheart? I wanna watch.”

his hands sink into the meat of your hips, a rare snarl on his mouth when you start to bounce up and down, nice and slow.

“that’s it, sweetheart, sink down on it just like that,” he hisses through his teeth. “look at my gorgeous girl taking me so well. fuck, i could cum just from looking at you—"

when he sees the signs of your orgasm approaching, his praise becomes a mixture of tender and filthy.

“you feel perfect, you know that? never want to be away from you, pretty girl, not when you make me feel this good.” your walls flutter around him and his dick pulses. “cum with me, please fucking cum with me. wanna feel your warm wet cunt suck every last drop out of me. ohhhhh there’s my girl, just like that—“

[bokutoko]

ꜱᴜɢᴀᴡᴀʀᴀ knows you’re sick before you do.

he’d had that superpower for years now, and he had it down to a science, practically knowing right when an illness is about to sweep through his classroom and school.

you, however, did not heed his warnings of taking your extra vitamins…

“can you hit me with your car?”

sugawara raised a mildly concerned brow as he cut his eyes at you from the couch. “… why now?”

he really knew better than to ask that question, considering he knew the answer, but there he was, watching as you shuffled into the kitchen, in desperate search of coffee. full of sniffles, you groaned, “to put me out of my misery.”

at the sound of your congestion, despair, and the coffee maker, he perked up and quickly rounded the corner into the kitchen. “hey, hey,” his voice is calm as he smoothly grabbed your favorite mug from the cabinet around you and placed it on the counter, “let’s get you some tea instead of coffee, okay? you sound awful.”

“do i? i hadn’t noticed,” you deadpanned, your eyes glassy and nose slightly red from rubbing it.

despite the screaming temptation to tell you he told you so, he couldn’t bring himself to do it, not when you looked that pitiful. so instead, before you could even argue (because he knew you would try), he ushered you back into your shared bed with a sigh.

“kou—”

he dramatically put his finger to your lips. “sweetheart, you need rest,” he said, helping you slip back under the covers, “are sleepy meds okay?”

you couldn’t even argue, really—you felt like death itself. you nodded, looking up at him from your fetal position in bed.

you watched as your love left the room and returned a few minutes later with a steaming cup of tea. “picked out your favorite,” he said as he sets it down on the nightstand, “and i’ll go ahead and make you that soup you like when you’re sick.”

a smile crept onto your face, and you gave him a look. “and…?”

he knew that face. “i’ve already called us both out from work, so we can watch movies and sleep all day.”

you grabbed a tissue and blew your nose. “i knew i kept you around for a reason.”

“yeah yeah, i love you too.”

and that entire day, sugawara held you close, braving through the trainwreck-sounding snores, the drool from your deep nap, and the snot when you sneezed—only being slightly grossed out. his hand would gently rub your back, his fingers gently tracing the curvature of your spine as you both watched movie classics, where you’d naturally fall asleep about ten minutes in. and every few hours, he would make you eat—even if it was something small—just so you wouldn’t get sick from the medicine.

playing nurse was fun for sugawara, being able to dote on you with little to no arguments of “i can do it myself” every time. because while he knew you could, he wanted to be the one to take care of you.

but of course, he woke up sick the next day as well (because that was just you both’s luck), so you both stayed in bed another day, taking care of each other in between sniffles and coughs. in sickness and in health. ᢉ𐭩

a/n: i told you i was thinking thoughts @nectardaddy hehe <3 hope you feel better soon!!

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[clawsdevour]

̩͙ ͜ ɞ sugawara bf hcs

wc: 0.5k content warning: fluff, slight smut, aged up, post-time skip, my shitty writing, slight mention of praise, not proofread, BOYFRIENNDDD sugawara

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-Sugawara, the type of boyfriend to definitely show up at your doorstep with flowers because he walked by a floral shop and a specific bouquet made him think of you. Every date you go on with him, he's also bringing flowers to give upon meeting you.

-Sugawara, the type of boyfriend to cook you some warm yummy soup whenever your sick. Even if you tell him not to visit you when you're sick, he'd always make time to rush over to take care of you and check up on your current condition.

-Sugawara, the type of boyfriend to head over to a grocery store to get your favorite sweets and chocolates to create a little basket whenever you're on your period. He'd also fill all of your period cravings with your faves even if it means running out to the restaurant nearby for your sweet treat.

-Sugawara, the type of boyfriend to always hold the door open for you and pull and push out your chair. He doesn't have to do large grand gestures to show his love when he'd rather do the simple little things consistently to show how he cares for you in other ways.

-Sugawara, the type of boyfriend to post you all over his social media or just genuinely always have your name rolling out of his mouth. He just loves updating his family and friends on your guys' relationship because he wants the whole world to know how lucky he is to be your boyfriend.

-Sugawara, the type of boyfriend to never have his eyes on other women to which he also trusts you to do the same. He'd always tell women who ask for his socials that he has a partner right from the bat nicely. If the women who ask are more pushy, he'd completely remove himself from the room.

-Sugawara, the type of boyfriend to have your parents on their knees begging for him to be their son-in-law. He's very soft-spoken and great with his words and actions. His parents would love him as a person. The plus is how much he'd talk about you and how he'd word his love out.

-Sugawara, the type of boyfriend to go at the most slow and consistent rate because he doesn't wanna cause you any discomfort. He also knows that the gradual build-up lets you feel more than when he goes at a faster pace, loving whenever you sob out how good and sensational it feels when it rubs against your gummy walls.

-Sugawara, the type of boyfriend to praise you when you manage it take it's all in. He'd enter you slowly while peppering his gentle kisses on your skin. His eyes are always laid on your expressive facial features while you let out your cute whimpers and call out for him to kiss you.

-Sugawara, the type of boyfriend to sweet talk you as his big warm arms are wrapped around you under the sheets. He loves having his nose in your hair to smell the scent of the shampoo and conditioner you use.

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[haikyu-mp4]

In sickness and in health

"Did you hear about Sugawara? I heard his girlfriend got sick and he's taking care of her. But you didn't hear that from me!!" – @white-bunny-fluff for my Gossip Event.

word count; 366 – f!reader

You coughed again, this time feeling the glob of disgusting slime shimmer half a centimetre further up your throat. “I hate this,” you whined. It sounded even more pathetic going hand in hand with your clogged nose.

Suga raked a hand through your hair, chuckling softly. He held up the tea for you again, tracing his hand along your jaw and down under your chin to make you tilt your face up. As you drank another gulp of tea, he said “There you go, you’ll be better in no time.”

You sank back into your pillow after drinking and Suga left the cup on the nightstand. “You don’t know that. This might just be my destined death.” Oh, how dramatic you get when you’re sick.

Suga laughed again, getting up and moving around to the other side of the bed. He lifted the covers, making you frown until it softened again as he slid his arms around you. “I’ll be the hot local widow.”

After squinting at him, you cuddled into his chest with a pitiful whine. “Thank you for being the best part of my short-lived life.” Unfortunately, you had to lean away from him again as a nasty cough came over you.

Suga carefully pulled you back into his arms, after you cleared your throat with some more tea, and caged himself around you with his round cheek squishing your feverish one. “Am I really the best part?”

Your eyes fell closed from his comforting touch, humming in confirmation. “Of course you are. There’s literally no competition.”

A comfortable silence fell over you for a while and Suga assumed you had fallen asleep at some point due to your clogged nose making you snore a little. He appreciated your words and thought about how much he liked being around you, even when you were pouty and snotty and demanded the princess treatment. You’re the love of his life.

However, the peacefulness didn’t last for long. “I want ice cream.”

“You can’t have ice cream when you have a cold,” Suga responded immediately. Let’s just say you had this discussion before.

“Fine. Brownies then.”

“Brownies it is.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too, princess.”

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Gentle Sugawara🤏

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[noorpersona]

Favourite Positions: Sugawara

Sugawara Koushi had always been attentive. He had a way of reading you—of knowing exactly what you needed before you even asked. But tonight, you were the one who made the first move.

It started as a simple suggestion, whispered against his lips as you straddled his lap, your fingers curling into his soft, silver-streaked hair. "I want to try something different tonight, Koushi."

He tilted his head, amusement flickering in his brown eyes. "Different how?"

When you told him, his smile widened—slow, intrigued, dangerous.

"Yeah?" His voice dropped, hands squeezing at your waist. "Alright, sweetheart. Let’s try it."

And that was how you ended up here, tangled together, your legs draped over his shoulders, his mouth hot and greedy against you while you did your best to keep up.

It should have been a fair exchange, an even give-and-take. But Koushi wasn’t playing fair.

The second his tongue flicked against you, a slow, precise glide that sent sparks up your spine, you realized you were already at a disadvantage. His grip on your thighs tightened, his fingers pressing into your skin as he held you still, fully at his mercy.

You tried to focus, to keep up, your hands gripping him, stroking in time with the slow rock of your hips. You wanted to take him apart the way he was ruining you. But then—

He moaned.

The deep, reverberating sound vibrated against your core, and your body jolted, betraying you.

Koushi chuckled against your skin, smug and knowing. "Oh? That got to you?"

You whimpered, trying to suppress the way your thighs trembled around his head. But he felt it. Of course he did.

"You’re so sensitive tonight, sweetheart." His voice was teasing, but there was something else beneath it—something hungry. "I wonder how long you’ll last?"

Your breath hitched as his tongue worked you over with slow, devastating precision. Each flick, each swirl, each deliberate pressure against your clit sent you spiraling higher, faster than you wanted to admit. He was taking his time with you, making sure you felt every second of it.

You tried to fight back, to make him feel just as wrecked. You wrapped your lips around him, sinking down slow, letting your tongue drag along his length in a way you knew drove him insane.

It worked—his breath hitched, his hips twitching against your mouth. A sharp, shaky inhale.

But then, as if reminded of the game you were playing, he groaned into you, deep and unrestrained.

The sound wrecked you. Your grip on him stuttered, your rhythm faltering, a high-pitched whimper slipping from your lips. And just like that—

He knew he had you.

His hands squeezed at your thighs, pulling you impossibly closer, his tongue delving deeper, flicking faster, sucking just hard enough to send you spiraling.

You couldn’t focus anymore. Couldn’t even think.

"K-Koushi—" Your voice broke, your body arching against him as he worked you to the edge with ruthless patience.

"That’s it, sweetheart," he murmured against you. His voice was warm, coaxing, wrecking you. "Let go. I’ve got you."

And you did.

Pleasure crashed over you like a tidal wave, your whole body shaking, tensing, completely unraveling. A sharp cry spilled from your lips, your fingers digging into his thighs as your climax washed over you, leaving you trembling in his grasp.

But Koushi—Koushi wasn’t done.

As you gasped for breath, he didn’t let go. Instead, his hands guided you, adjusting you so you could move freely while still hovering over his face.

"There you go," he murmured, voice thick with satisfaction. "Ride it, sweetheart. Don’t be shy."

Your breath hitched as his tongue pressed against you again, your body twitching from overstimulation.

"I—I can’t—"

"You can," he reassured, hands firm on your thighs, keeping you steady as you ground down against him, chasing the pleasure all over again.

The change in position made it even worse— or better, depending on how you looked at it. You had more control now, more leverage, but the more you rocked against his mouth, the deeper the sensations coiled inside you.

Desperate for something to ground yourself, you let your hands trail down his stomach, wrapping your fingers around him from this angle, stroking in slow, teasing motions as you took him deeper into your mouth.

Koushi groaned into you, his grip on your thighs tightening, fingers digging into your skin as his body tensed beneath you.

His breath turned ragged as your hand moved faster, your grip tightening. He was close.

"Koushi—"

Your voice cracked as you came again, pleasure ripping through you, your whole body trembling in his grasp. The feeling of you tensing, shaking, completely wrecked above him— it pushed him over the edge.

A deep, shuddering groan left his lips as his body tensed beneath you, spilling into your hand as he finally let go, undone by the way you lost yourself above him.

You felt the tremor in his thighs, the way his fingers dug in just a little harder as his breath stuttered, his whole body shaking through the aftershocks.

For a long moment, neither of you moved.

Just ragged breaths, aftershocks still rippling through you both, your limbs tangled, your bodies completely spent.

Then—a soft chuckle.

Koushi pressed a slow, lingering kiss to your thigh before murmuring against your skin, "Think that might be my new favorite."

You let out a breathless laugh, still too wrecked to even open your eyes.

Just as you started to relax, his fingers brushed along your skin, soft, teasing, lingering.

"You alright, sweetheart?" His voice was sweet, too sweet.

You nodded weakly, still coming down, not yet realizing the danger.

Then, his lips curved against your thigh, and he murmured—

"Good. Let’s go for three."

Oh. You were in trouble.

[raisunomii]

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a setter must be in want of a spiker.

[eeveebooart]

Mr. Refreshing

[liillyliilly]

tape me up, please? sugawara koushi x reader content; taping suga up- aka pure fluff 970 words

It was like any other day as Kiyoko’s friend really, dropping off your bag in the library for book club and then going to check on her- making sure your plans to hang out at your house after her volleyball stuff and your meeting as vice president of the Karasuno Literary Society.

So you bounded over to the gym, swinging your arms happily from side to side with a hum. When you peeked your head in, Kiyoko grabbed you by the hand and pulled you into the gym entirely. Harsh, and unusual, but you accepted the nudge and entered into the sweaty palace of the volleyball idiots.

“I need you to do something really quick for me, gotta run and grab my notebook from my locker, just stand here and wait for Yachi to take over.” Kiyoko is holding her hands out as if to prevent you from running away, soothing you and emphasizing how soon she’d return.

You just nodded.

Once Kiyoko had evacuated, you waved at your contemporary Japanese literature teacher, Sensei Takeda. Takeda smiled, holding up a book that you had recommended to him, and you throw him a thumbs up in return. You two were always exchanging books, and he always made sure to give you books that actually challenged you- instead of giving you the regular course books, you were getting literature he had read during University. With appropriate assignments and preparation for your third year final exams of course.

The watch on the wall started to taunt you, and you thought you could probably just leave. But Yachi still hadn’t appeared. Someone else had appeared instead.

“Tape me up, please?”

Sugawara Koushi, with his bare chest and hands holding rolls of pink and blue athletic tape.

You could feel the heat settle within your ears, burning like when the sun got particularly bad during the summer heatwaves.

“You should probably wait until Kiyoko or Yachi gets here,” You bit down on your lip seeing him bring his tongue out to swipe at his bottom lip slightly, “Or better yet, have someone on the team help you!”

Your feigned enthusiasm for a different solution to his problem caused him to roll his eyes.

“Everyone else is busy, see? Asahi and Noya are busy stretching. The first years are still changing, and the rest of the team is finishing a quick running drill outside. Just tape me. I’ll guide you, so you do it just how I like it.”

He shoved the rolls of tape into your hands and you swallowed thickly, feeling the dense stretchy tape in your hands.

“Are you sure this is how you like it?” You try to catch his eye, but he’s still lifting the back of his hair up with his hand and tilting his head down- trying to avoid getting hair in the strips of hot pink tape you were attaching from near his nape to across the back of his shoulder blade.

“Yes. Definitely.”

You get another strip of blue tape this time, following his instructions. This would curve around his rotator cuff, from the top of his shoulder to his mid-bicep. One piece for the front section and one piece for the back section, creating a sort of oval around his shoulder.

The lack of Kiyoko and Yachi was still an anomaly to you, in the next ten minutes, you would definitely have to leave to get back to your own club instead of acting as some sort of interim manager for Karasuno’s pretty boy Sugawara.

“Okay, can you get my lower back too?”

“Hmm?!” The sound you make is muffled, but not unheard by Sugawara- who’s fumbling over his words trying to avoid embarrassment.

“Just like from my mid-torso to my hip to like, the, uh, start of my volleyball shorts.” He traces his hand where he can reach, trying to illustrate where he wants the tape. His hand ends up right at the back of his shorts, at the small of his back.

His ears are red, his cheeks are pink, and his neck is the same salmon color as the tape you had applied.

“How many slices of tape do I need?”

Soon, Sugawara’s all taped up, and you think his skin is more plastic bandage than actual human flesh at this point.

“All good now?” You ask, standing up from how you’d kneeled off to the side of him to get the tape around his torso.

“Really good, like 100% better than anyone else could’ve done.” He reaches out and touches the side of your arm, squishing you a little.

“Thanks. I really should be heading out now,” You jut a thumb in the direction of the entrance and Sugawara nods furiously.

Later in the day, after practice, when Sugawara is handing two drinks from the vending machine to Yachi and Kiyoko, Kageyama asks Daichi a question.

“Sugawara never wears that much tape for a practice match, and he never has problems with his hips, why does he have support there?” Kageyama downs the rest of his water bottle. 

Daichi wipes sweat off his forehead as he shakes his head with some astonishment.

“Suga just wanted a certain someone’s hands all over him.”

Hinata pops into the conversation, “Ah! Takeda-sensei’s student yeah? The really nice third year who tried to help us with our reading Kageyama.”

Kageyama nods in understanding. “So, he pretended to need to get overly taped so he could have them touch him?”

Daichi pats Kageyama on the back, “Bingo.”

[skiiyoomin]

Can you make Kenma,Oikawa, Hinata, Sugawara, Nishinoya, Akaashi with a sub! Girlfriend that has a personality that remembers a Golden Retriever?? (Can it be NSFW?)

ღHq boys with a sub!golden retriever gf

ʚft: Kenma, Oikawa, Hinata, Suga, Nishinoya, Akaashi

ʚCont: SMUT CONTENT, fem!reader, fingering, slight corruption kink, mirror sex, use of good girl, riding, oral sex

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a/n i think i outdid myself with this one 😁

Kenma

There is a clear difference between your personalities. He´s passive and calm whereas you´re always a bundle of energy. Many joke you have all the energy Kenma doesn't. And that fact proves right in moments like these.

He was slumped on the couch when you skipped into the living room. Your eyes darted to his hands holding the controller. His long fingers were moving across the buttons with a speed only a chronic video game player had. A flash of thoughts that were anything but holy crossed your mind. They were pushed back almost immediately.

They were hard to ignore now that those same fingers were pumping up into your dripping cunt. Your hips moved on their own, rolling instinctively to find the same spot that had your head throwing back with whiny moans. The clutch your fisted hands had on his shirt tightened when you bounced on his fingers, riding them like you would with his cock. "ken mmgh fuck m´ tired" He wasn´t sure if his actions were out of sympathy or torture, but his free hand gripped your hip to stop their movement. His other hand, drenched in your juices, moved upwards at a fast pace, curling inwards to hit the plushness of your g-spot. "tired? already? well, I suppose I´ll help" Though he didn´t seem to mind with how hard he was in that moment, his erection begging to be freed from its restraints. The fast pace of his fingers brought your orgasm closer than you thought. Your mind blanked, body shaking as your walls clamped down on his fingers, imprisoning them inside your warmth.

His lips on your face landed you back from cloud 9. "such a good girl, wanna keep doing a good job for me and make me feel good?" He murmurs against your skin, to which you nod without hesitation.

Oikawa

Oikawa absolutely adoresss you. You´re his little puppy, his sweet innocent baby girl. He dies and revives every single time your doe eyes stare up at him with those bright irises. They shoot straight to his heart, tightening in his chest to the point where his breath is lost in the air. He doesn´t know what he´d do without his pretty girl. He could spend countless hours naming all the things he loves about you. But he was certain that what he loves most, is your willingness to please him. Like a puppy does with its owner.

Deep down, it isn´t just for the simple innocent reasons one may imagine. Your willingness to please applies to the bedroom too. And there was nothing that turns him on more than to have you on all fours, ramming his cock into your abused hole for hours on end.

Tears were falling down your pretty eyes, your back setting into a mean arch the longer you stayed in that position. Even then, your breathy shaky voice asked "m´ i making you feel good?" Call it a possible corruption kink, but seeing your head lifting to meet his gaze from the back with those teary doe eyes, your lips pouty as you concern yourself more over his pleasure than your own, god that just makes his dick harder than ever.

If anything, it keeps his cock pounding into you relentlessly, forcing orgasm after orgasm from you, all just to see you with that same look in your eyes. Yeah, he definitely has a corruption kink.

Hinata

You´re both bundles of sunshine. Your relationship is as radiant as the sun, a constant source of joy in each others lives. You´re both the same golden retriever energy and anyone can see that from a 20 mile radius. In terms of dominance, well, it´s hard to say. Or at least, that´s how it is for anyone outside the relationship. However between you two? It´s pretty clear.

The sight in front of you is sinful really. No porno you had ever watched was as erotic as this. Hinata is sitting on the edge of the bed with you sitting snuggly on his lap, your back pressed against his toned chest. You´re convinced you´d have bruises on your hips the next morning from how tight he was gripping them. Though your focus in that moment is on the dirty view from the mirror of your tight hole getting stretched open by his thick cock. While Hinata is setting the pace and keeping you balanced, you´re tasked to hold your legs wide open with your hands under your knees, giving you the perfect view of his cock connecting with your cunt.

As much as you wanted to throw your head back on his shoulder from the painful pleasure, you couldn´t look away from the sight. The way your puffy lips parted in an accomodating motion for his dick to pound up into you relentlessly is an addicting sight you can´t get enough of. The fast pace is dizzying along with the view of his fluids mixing with yours and coating his cock like a second skin. His pace sped up even more, though you hadn´t thought that was possible, when your impending orgasm resulted in the clenching of your gummy walls. "hold on f´me sweet girl, can you do that?" He asks sweetly into your ear despite the vicious pace of his tip kissing your cervix. "mhmm" Is all you can manage to say. "good girl"

Sugawara

Suga is often seen as the sweet calm boyfriend whereas you´re the energetic girlfriend whose always bouncing around with energy. It´s a balance that makes the relationship work very well. But what nobody expects is the 180 Suga does in bed.

A foot is balanced on his shoulder, his hands wrapped around the plushness of the back of your thighs. Suga loves this more than anything else. When your body goes limp from the pleasure, reducing all that energetic behaviour that you had before to nothing. You never resist him, no, instead you encourage him to keep going. To keep stretching your body into positions you didn´t think were possible. To keep your walls continuously stroking his cock, pulling countless orgasms out of you until you had nothing left to give. And even then, you keep your legs spread wide open like the good little thing that you are.

He groans into your ear "fuck. You like that? like how good my cock is making you feel?" He growls into your ear. One hand moves to rub your swollen clit, intensifying the pleasure. The result of your moans urged his ruthless pace to quicken. He chuckles breathlessly. "can´t even speak. am I fucking my baby dumb? Is that it?" The mocking tone of his voice was far more arousing than you thought and he knew it. How could he not when your walls were clenching so tightly around his aching member?

"wanna loosen up for me baby girl? I can´t make you cum if you´re squeezin so tight" He smirks "Yeaah that´s it, good fucking girl" He says in that low raspy voice you love so much. You´re in for a looong night.

Nishinoya

You´re both equally energetic. His energy rubs off on you and yours rubs off on him. You two together is utter chaos in the best way possible. Though when it comes to dominance, Noya is always sure to prove he´s the dominant one. Not like you mind anyway.

It´s movie night and of course, one thing leads to another. Now you´re on Noyas lap with his cock fucking up into you. If this isn´t heaven, Noya wasn´t sure what is. You´re always so eager to take him, to be fucked into submission. He groans lowly when you squeeze particularly hard. His eyes trail from your pussy to the swell of your breasts that bounce every time he thrusts up into you, his grip on your hips controlling the pace. The sight is so enticing, so breath taking that he can´t resist getting a taste. His mouth latches onto oneperky nipple while his fingers play with the other, giving them equal attention.

"aaah ngh noya" You moan, the sounds like music to his ears. His mouth latches off your breasts with a pop. "hmm? is my baby girl feeling good?" You whine, trying to speed up the pace. His gaze darkens with a primal lust. His feet plant on the floor and with a sudden boost of energy, he fucks your hole with a roughness he had never used before. He has no time to worry if he´s being too rough, becuase you´re instantly arching your back into a mean curve and throwing your head back. It´s overwhelming, the intense pleasure, the throbbing of your cunt the more he keeps his cock inside you.

A loud smack resonantes across the room, a gasp following it afterwards. The sting from his slap on your ass strangely adds to the pleasure, making your cunt throb more. He seems to sense this as well because he does it again and again. By the end of that night, the skin of your ass was a painful tomato red. Though you can´t stay mad at him when he fucks you so good.

Akaashi

Akaashi seems to attract the most energetic people ever. First it was Bokuto, now it´s you. He doesn´t complain one bit though. He adores you so much and makes you feel so loved too. He especially loves showing his love for you through intimate acts. It´s too tempting for him after all. When you´re always so greedy to please him and make him happy. Or especially when you´re so submissive for him. You trust him blindly and know he takes good care of you and nothing can ever make him more turned on than that.

Like now, he´s laying on his stomach on the bed. The thickness of your thighs are wrapped around his head, pulling him closer to your aching core. This was the thing he loves most. Worshipping your body over and over like you´re a goddess and he´s your most faithful worshipper. A shiver crawls down your spine when his warm breath tickles your bare skin, coming in contact with your heat. You gasp when his warm tongue slips out and licks along your slit until it hooks on your clit. Akaashi is a patient man, but even his own patience wears thin under the temptation of ravishing you whole.

He wastes no time in wrapping his lips around your clit, sucking the bundle gently while slipping a finger inside. One finger turns into two, then three. Soon enough his fingers are thrusting into you while he continues to busy his mouth with your clit. It´s not long before your body shakes from the force of a mind blowing orgasm.

He doesn´t wait a single second. Your legs are forced to spread open, giving him space to slip his tongue into your sensitive hole. You whine and squirm from the overstimulation. "aaah kashi" Said man lifts his head up, your juices smeared all over his chin and lips. They press wet kisses to your inner thighs while looking up at your flushed face. "you know the safe word, don´t you darling?" You nod meekly under his intense gaze. He smirks "good" Is all he says before going back to fucking your throbbing hole like a starved man having his last meal on earth.

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