#thank you. sorry they are all spike focused lol

[yunwangja]

touch - tobio kageyama oneshot

kageyama feels jealous as he notices that the other karasuno members can be physically affectionate with you while he struggles to do the same, thanks to your hesitation whenever he tries to get close.

genre: slight drama? romantic angst? its kageyama being frustrated so ig yeah, also eventual fluff

tags: kageyama x fem!reader, high school friends to lovers

warnings/notes: swearing, honestly that's it lol. also THIS IS MY FIRST TIME SORRY IF ITS LACKING /,,,,: i tried my best for them to be in character too so if not mb >< also approx. 1.2k words

kageyama’s thoughts had been swirling lately, a tumult of confusion and frustration. and it was all because of you.

he found himself watching you more often than he cared to admit, noticing every smile exchanged, every casual touch with other members of the volleyball team that seemed effortless. midterms and practices passed in a blur, overshadowed by his own internal questioning.

why did he feel like you were avoiding him so subtly? why did simple interactions feel like navigating a minefield? happenings from days ago has been haunting him, your subtle movements away from him echoing in his mind.

he wanted to be closer to you, and understand why you seemed so distant whenever he tries to. only thing was: he’s bad at this. he’s bad at expressing his feelings and making a mess of himself, especially in front of you. how could he do this so naturally when you keep on backing away?

"y/n-chan! you’re here!" hinata exclaimed joyfully, bounding over to greet you. oh right, i’m in practice. kageyama thought and snapped back to reality, mainly because of hinata’s loud announcement of your arrival, and well, because, it’s you.

his head snapped towards the gym entrance, catching your smile as you exchanged greetings with hinata.

"how was midterms?" sugawara approached you and asked kindly, prompting a hesitant response from you, "uh, they were fine, i think. hehe." the third year patted your head comfortingly, "i'm sure you did great."

kageyama's chest tightened slightly at the gesture, his irritation simmering beneath his composed exterior as he focused on his serves.

"wow, tobio, you're as consistent as ever," daichi commented seeing his performance, with asahi nodding in agreement. you managed to wave to kageyama from beside yachi, and he nodded in acknowledgment before returning to his practice.

practice officially began with a three-on-three match: tanaka, sugawara, and asahi against hinata, kageyama, and tsukishima. you stood near tanaka's team and cheered enthusiastically as he spiked, "nice kill, tanaka-senpai!"

tanaka grinned proudly and threw an arm around your shoulders, basking in your praise. “it’s nothing, y/n!”

kageyama's frustration flared again. why can't i do that too? kageyama wondered silently.

he decides to lash it out on tsukishima, pushing him to block their spikes better - to which the tall teammate responded with an exasperated roll of his eyes.

it all started a few days ago - you were having lunch on the rooftop with hinata and kageyama. hinata was engrossed in his own thoughts, while kageyama had this plan to subtly get closer to you, unsure and hesitant about being too forward. he wasn't particularly skilled at these things.

as kageyama inched closer, you immediately noticed and instinctively pulled back a bit, nervously remarking, "oh, is the sun shining on your side?" even though the weather was perfect and there was no sunlight. kageyama glanced down and replied, "uh, no... yeah, thanks. you didn't have to move unless it's cramped for you."

"no, as long as you have enough space," you awkwardly chuckled, trying to ease the panic you felt and continued eating.

kageyama sighed inwardly, contemplating another approach. he just wanted to be more gentle and affectionate towards you, just like the others do. hell, maybe, more than they do.

while you were sipping your beverage, you happened to try blueberry-flavored milk for the first time. "this is an interesting flavor," you remarked.

"really? what brand is it?" kageyama asked, attempting to hold your hand with the milk carton while leaning closer to you, making his face close to yours.

once again, you panic and quickly hand him the carton instead, "i-i don't know. you can check it yourself." you stood up to gather your things, suggesting, "let's go now," with hinata obediently following. he urged kageyama to hurry up as he remained on the floor with the now-empty blueberry milk carton.

from that moment, thoughts began to swirl in kageyama's mind—why did you keep avoiding him? was he making you uncomfortable? did you not like being close to him? was he being too much?

walking back to your classrooms, kageyama was stopped in his thoughts when he noticed hinata subtly linking his arm with yours. "y/n-chan! look!" hinata excitedly pointed out a stall being set up outside the window for the upcoming school festival.

you squealed with excitement and both of you jumped up and down, holding hands. kageyama couldn't help but notice the contrast—why was it okay for hinata to touch you like this, but not him? was he doing something wrong? did you dislike him?

"aren't you excited, kageyama?" hinata's question pulled him back from his thoughts. he quickly masked his inner turmoil and casually walked past both of you, muttering, "i don't care", making hinata complain about his lack of school spirit, while you just giggled in response.

back in the present, you continued cheering for tanaka's team after your interaction with him, prompting hinata to playfully pout, "y/n-chan, cheer for us too!"

you laughed and nodded, encouraging everyone with a big smile. “do your best too, hinata! tsukishima, kageyama!” kageyama would normally be melting inside, but today his mind was all over the place, frustrated. this drove him to be set on winning.

i don’t need to be close to you. i don’t even need your cheers. he resolved silently (and pettily), i'll prove it. and he did.

as practice ended with his team's victory, everyone dispersed, leaving you and kageyama, since you were walking in the same direction. "thanks for your hard work," you greeted him cheerfully, but he merely nodded, avoiding eye contact.

trying to engage him in conversation, you remarked on his performance, but kageyama's responses remained curt. "you were really cool as always, but you seemed even more fired up today after seeing tanaka-senpai’s spike," you commented lightly, trying to lighten the mood.

"you're so petty," you teased with a giggle, but kageyama stayed silent, lost in his thoughts.

as you walked and chatted animatedly about a recent volleyball match, a bicycle approached unnoticed.

just in time, kageyama noticed and instinctively pulled you closer, holding your hand to prevent you from getting hurt. flustered by his sudden action—and the fact that he was holding your hand—you looked at him in surprise.

"watch where you're going," kageyama said gruffly, his hands holding yours intensely. you awkwardly laughed off the situation, "i'm sorry. thanks though!"

glancing at your hands still together, you attempted to pull away. “you can let go now,” you try to smile.

there you go again, he thinks. he’s been experiencing this from you for days and it’s been pissing him off. he’s had enough.

kageyama held on to his grip on yours. "no," he said firmly and looked ahead. confused, "what? it’s fine, really, you don’t have to hold my hand,” you try to assure him and continued to let go of his hand.

his expression softened slightly as he slowly looked at you, revealing a hint of vulnerability beneath his usual tough exterior. "why, can't i hold your hand?" he questioned, his voice quieter but determined.

you were taken aback by his question. where is this coming from? you never really noticed anything unusual about his behavior—at least, not that you were aware of.

you try to stay calm for now. "what do you mean? of course you can, but there's no need to anymo—"

"that's a lie. you don't even let me touch you." he maintains eye contact with you. you can't quite grasp what he means yet, but despite the firmness in his voice, his eyes seem to be pleading, as if he's waiting for something.

"do i make you uncomfortable, y/n?" he asks while you're still processing the situation. you shake your head. "no, not at all."

"then why can't i hold your hand?" he continues. "you let the other members do it all the time, especially hinata. why do you treat me so differently?"

shit.

technically, you know why you were acting this way. you just never thought that this was something kageyama would even think or care about, so you just behaved this way naturally.

"i…" nothing else comes out. at this point, you and kageyama are having a staring contest. you want to go home—you’re nervous as hell—but he’s looking at you like he won’t leave until you answer him. "where is this coming from, kageyama?"

"hinata links arms with you, holds hands with you. sugawara-senpai pats your head all the time. tanaka-senpai has a habit of putting his arm around you whenever you compliment him—all of them get to touch you like that, and you don’t even care. but i just come and sit closer to you, and you back away already?"

honestly, you are amazed at how he remembers your interactions with the other members. to you, what they did was nothing to think about, but kageyama noticed every detail.

you knew kageyama—well, at least this trait of his; the fact that he is actually opening up about this means it has bothered him for quite some time. it dumbfounds you that these "small" things to you actually mattered to him—a lot, maybe even more than you realize.

you look down at the ground, breaking eye contact. "y/n—"

"you are right, kageyama, it is different."

"because i don't care if the others do it to me," you say, lifting your gaze back to him, a sense of vulnerability in your eyes this time. "but i care when you do."

you see the surprise on his face. "too much that it could kill me, honestly." he looks bewildered. "w-what? i don't understand."

"unlike the others, i…" your cheeks flush, and your eyes linger somewhere else again as you brace yourself for what you're about to say. "i want you to touch me."

this shocks kageyama, but leaves him wanting more answers.

"i want you to be close to me like that so badly, but it’s too much—it feels selfish. i mean, it’s not like you’re going to benefit much from that. it's all just for myself. i bet you don't want to do that, so i purposely avoided physical contact with you."

there was a few seconds of silence before he could even respond to that. "idiot," he whispers while keeping his head down, but loud enough for you to hear. you look at him, quite embarrassed that you just lowkey confessed to him, and now he's calling you an idiot. he takes a breath and closes his eyes. "why? i just answered you—"

"i want to!" he shouts, his voice rising sharply.

now, you both keep surprising each other.

"i'm not complaining here just because i think you treat me differently from them! hell, i couldn't care any less if it was anyone else. but it's you, y/n."

"i'm frustrated because i want to touch you like that too!"

he looks away, feeling shy. "i want to hold your hand and pat your head when i want to. i want to stand and sit close to you so i can feel you beside me. i want to be able to hug you when i score a point during a match," he pauses, "although i don't think you're allowed on the bench during a match—but that's not the point!"

he looks so cute, but this is also all new to you. you don't know how to feel about his confession. you don't know if this literally means he likes you (which you do too), but one thing is for sure.

you weren't being selfish after all.

"so, please, y/n…"

"let me. and don't avoid me," he says. "it hurts when you do, you know."

your eyes fill with concern. you take a few seconds before speaking again, "kageyama."

he looks at you shyly. "what?"

you respond by grabbing his hand, intertwining it with yours. "okay."

he looks down to see your hands together, and his face turns bright red. "you can hold my hand." he looks up to see your smiling face.

"i'm sorry for avoiding you like that. i thought you really didn't mind. and cared. thank you for telling me what you felt," you apologize.

he shakes his head. "no, you did nothing wrong. and i'm not actually mad, you know…"

"i was just frustrated. i'm sorry i kind of shouted just now."

you shake your head and start to walk again, letting your linked hands guide him as well. "no, no. i know. i'm even glad you let it all out. that's a big step, in my opinion, after knowing you these past months," you say.

he looks at you, his eyes widening slightly in surprise. it's as if he didn't expect you to notice. you didn't show any trace of anger or hurt after how he acted just now—you even cared about what he felt. his expression softens, a mix of amazement and shy delight flickering across his face and looks away again. "well, that's what i'm trying to learn these days."

"that's good," you give him what he thinks is the sweetest smile.

you both continue walking hand-in-hand towards the street corner where you usually part ways—kageyama takes the bus while you head in the other direction to the train station. after your intense and revealing conversation, the rest of the walk is quiet.

"y/n," he breaks the silence, and you look at him, urging him to say what he wants.

"uh, you know," he looks shy again, scratching the back of his head.

"what is it?" you ask.

"i'm just saying this to put it out there, but…" he squirms, "you can call me by my first name if you want to."

you are taken aback first by what he says. after absorbing his words, you laugh, and he continues to blush.

"all right, tobio."

[thissharktypes]

Spike (btvs) x reader

Sensitive crybaby reader x bitchy Spike lol GN reader College age Scoobies and reader

You swing your legs back and forth on the kitchen counter, nibbling on a peanut butter drenched apple slice while you watch Buffy, Giles and Xander bicker back and forth about the best way to dispatch of yet another group of vamps. The door swings open and Spike stalks in, boots thudding loudly enough to pause the chatter before they resume bickering. You hop down and trot over to Spike with a big grin on your face and a handful of apple slices. “Hi Spike! How are you tonight?” you chirp up at him, your smile faltering only slightly when he scowls at you, rolling his eyes and dropping himself down on the couch. You follow suit, sitting on the edge to give him space, you hold out you hand “Do you want an apple slice?” his mouth curls down in disgust “Can’t you leave me alone? Everytime you’re around it’s talk talk talk,” he makes a talking motion with his hand “Starting to think you’re just drenching your panties every time you see me at this point.” you retract your hand and stand up “Sorry Spike! I’ll leave you alone.” Your voice still bubbly despite the tears clouding your eyes.

Blinking rapidly you duck your head and quickly maneuver into the kitchen, busying yourself with making dinner for the group. Focusing on cutting veggies and stirring pots, picking out spices here and there, all these little things help you brush off another one of Spike’s outbursts “Hey, you okay?” Willow touches your shoulder gently and you nod “It’s fine, really! I know he’s just cranky today.” she sighs “Y/N he’s always like that, why do you keep trying to be nice to him?” you shrug, suddenly finding your shoes very interesting “I guess,” you hesitate “I guess I feel a sort of connection to him?” you squint at Willow “Before I met you guys I had nobody, I was just the weird kid.” You laugh softly “I know that deep loneliness, Nobody deserves that.” you whisper. Willow lets out a soft ‘awwwe’ and throws her arms around you. Out of everyone she had always been your closest friend, stumbling across her in the college library and immediately hitting it off by bonding over your similar fandom shirts you had both worn that day.

After a plan had been agreed on you set out bowls and plates, Willow trailing behind with silverware and cups. A big pot of pastina, fresh bread and a wonderful salad decorated your table. Cooking was something you took pride in, always so happy to share with your loved ones. But your eyes flickered towards Spike who had taken a seat near the end of the table, a spoon tightly grasped in his hand. You know in your heart that Spike could be kind, but the fear of him insulting the only thing you felt like you could offer to the group was rattling around in your skull.

Despite your hesitation you give him the benefit of the doubt and settle yourself in a chair too, letting everyone grab what they want before you serve yourself. Praises and compliments of how good it smells and how pretty everything is make you beam with pride “Okay okay enough talking, everyone eat!” you flap your hands dramatically. Everyone seems pleased with the food and casual conversations spark up before a groan followed by the loud clattering of a spoon and a chair being pushed back “I know the little one doesn’t have any useful skills for your merry little crew, but the food isn’t that good.” he turns on his heel and leaves, the door slamming shut behind him. All eyes are on you while you desperately try and keep a smile on your face while choking back tears, a hand slides into yours, you already know its Willow “It’s really good Y/N, you always cook for us when we’re sick or sad and it always makes us better, we wouldn’t keep coming over for meals if we didn’t like it.” Xander nods in agreement “You know me, I can’t lie about food.” he says through a mouthful of pasta and bread. You let out a watery laugh “Thanks you guys, It’s okay, I’ll keep trying. One day I’ll make him like me!” you wipe your eyes, ignoring the frustrated looks the group passes each other, all of them knowing you had spent every moment you could fighting to make Spike happy despite how much they all hated him.

Weeks pass, cookies laughed at, little clay sculptures insulted, clothing picked at, hair messed up, you took it all. Every last insult, every angry look, you tried so hard with your gifts, never giving up, until he took it too far.

Buffy had been gushing about some guy she met on campus, you and Willow sipping tea while the rest of the gang sat around the tv nearby “Ugh, I can’t even explain it!” she squealed happily “It’s like he’s perfect, and absolutely no vampy, demon-y, creepiness at all!” you and Willow give fake applause before you three melt into a pile of giggles “That just leaves you Y/N,” the red head wiggles her eyebrows “Everyone here has someone except you,” her nose scrunches “And crabby pants.” you swat her arm gently, laughing “I have a better chance at getting someone than that poor sod,” Spike shouts at the group “Nobody would pick such a boring creature like Y/N.” he snickers.

Your head swims, you have no idea why that hurt so much worse than anything he had said before. You stare at the table, trying to will away the sob that was bubbling up. Slowly standing, you push yourself away from the table, tears streaming down your cheeks. His grin drops as soon as he sees your face, but you’re gone, the front door flung wide open, silence falling over the room while your retreating figure gets farther and farther away. Willows fists clench, she had bit her tongue for the sake of you, but screw it “You fucking asswipe!” she chucks a plate at Spikes head, eyes wide, he ducks, just barely missing it “Every time Y/N does something nice you stomp on it! Do you know how hard they worked on every little gift for you?” her feet guide her in front of the now cowering blond man “And every single time you. made. them. Cry.” she jams a finger in his chest each time to punctuate her words “But they never give up, no matter how many times we all warn them about you they still pour their heart and soul into caring about you because they believed you deserved love and affection.” Willow snarls the last bit out, her rant more rage filled than any of her friends even thought she could muster.

Willows chest heaves, suddenly out of breath. She steps back, about to follow her friend outside before a hand stops her “I’m sorry. I’ll fix it.” Spikes face is hard as he leaves, unsure of how to handle the new information.

Over an hour of searching with no sign of you, he kicks a nearby tree, bark and wood splintering into the air “Bloody ponce!” he rakes his hands through his hair, aggravated “Such a bloody idiot!” Spike paces back and forth, a slew of self hatred spewing from his mouth. A twig snaps but he doesn’t even notice “Spike?” you sniffle, eyes puffy and red “Are you okay? Did you get hurt?” he whips around to face you, drinking in your pouty, quivering lips, how you’re hugging your elbows and shivering, the mud staining your pants. All this and your first thought is to comfort him? He has you pulled into his arms, face buried in your hair, gripping you against him, before you can even repeat your question. A muffled ‘Oh!’ as your face is smothered in his chest. You both stand like that for who knows how long, Spike’s fingers carefully running through your hair, pausing to unravel tangles or pull out little bits of twigs or leaves. You squirm, your legs hurting from holding you up for so long after running. He shifts and suddenly you’re both on the ground, you on his lap, now swaddled tightly in his jacket. Spike presses kisses all over your face before guiding you to nuzzle into his neck, he’s rambling and you’re barely able to catch each word “I’m so sorry love, I truly am, I shouldn’t have been such a wanker to you.” he tucks his jacket under your chin “I was…” he swallows “Scared, I ‘spose. You were just so sweet, absolutely dotting on me pet, I’m not used to it.” your hand curls into a fist, gripping his shirt “I’ve been right smitten with you since you tried to give me that dinosaur band-aid,” you smile against his skin, remembering that day “You had said somethin’ about you having ‘Ello Kitty ones too but you didn’t want me to be embarrassed.” he pulls you even closer “I kept everything, ate all your little treats too, took everything in me to not beg you to cook for me.” you pull back and look up at him with such a soft look on your face his breath catches in his throat “Really?” your voice is so quiet he almost didn’t hear you, but he nods, his now messy hair falling across his forehead “Pet… You scared me when you ran off, Willow put the fear of capital G-O-D into me, threw a plate at me and everything,” he chuckles “Your friends love you, so vocal about how much they care, made me a bit jealous I think.” he nods “I could write a thousand sonnets about your kindness and it would never be enough to even begin to explain how much I cherish you.” your lips are pressed to his the second he finishes. Wrapped in each others arms, soft kisses, sweet nothings whispered in your ears, everything you could have hoped for and more.

[usmsgutterson]

I wanna love you til we’re food for the worms to eat- this one is summer fluff! Give me two activities/events you typically associate with summer, your character of choice and gender pref for the reader, and I’ll write 3000 words with that!

swimming and picnics withhhh nikolai <3

Sandwiches- N.L x gn! reader

Hi! Thank you for sending this in, it was a blast to write and I'm sorry it's taken me nearly a full two weeks. June has been a very busy month and I've only gotten my footing now that I'm in my last full week of school before exams and graduation, but still! Thank you for sending this in and thank you for your unending patience

As for requests generally, things will hopefully start coming out pretty steadily as of friday! I have a ton of wiggle room this week and even more over the next two and will be spending a lot of that time writing, which will hopefully help my productivity skyrocket lol.

I did go off the request a little (I involved genya, david, zoya, tolya, tamar, and nadia because otherwise I wouldn't've figured out how to move the fic forward) but I hope thats okay!

Fic type- this is just. this is pure fluff

Warnings- mentions of the darkling and what the darkling did to nikolai

Summers in Ravka had always been blisteringly hot. It was annoying, almost, but the transition from late spring to early summer came at you faster than you could've expected. Summer always felt like it was pulled out from under a rug and was never something you quite anticipated, especially not the sheer warmth of the sun beaming at you from nearly all directions.

The transition from spring to summer became especially obvious when you noticed the dandelions popping up in the fields, some of which Zoya collected and gave you for the lime and dandelion iced tea you'd make in big batches when the weather was at it's hottest. You loved the process and often could be found by the lake with Nikolai, drinking a glass of iced dandelion tea that'd been spiked with lime liquor or the dandelion wine Nikolai had shipped in from Novyi Zem during early spring.

That day, it seemed, was no different.

Well, it was slightly different. You and Nikolai had packed a picnic basket with all of the best food from the kitchens--sweet rolls galore, Nikolais favorite food and your own, a couple of the sweets you both liked, and the picnic staple: sandwiches.--and had put on your swimming clothes to spend the day in the lake.

The temperature was at a high of 30 degrees Celsius and it was too hot to focus on anything other than how hot it was while cooped up indoors, and as such Nikolai had given Tolya, Tamar, Nadia, Zoya, Genya, and David the day off. You'd not seen them yet but you had no doubt that Genya and David would find you in the lake eventually, Tamar and Nadia at their heels, Tolya and Zoya probably not far off either.

But, for the moment, you chose to enjoy things as they were. The water was cold, the lime and dandelion tea spiked with dandelion wine kept cold in an ice filled cooler, the sun cascading across the lake in beautiful beams of light. You were determined to enjoy the day and not be deterred by work or the responsibilities that you would step back into the moment you woke the following morning.

Your determination had proved to do wonders by the afternoon, when you had not thought of work since Nikolais arms had found your waist as you idly looked through the librarys catalogue and he'd whispered of a day spent by the lake as you soaked up the sun.

You'd spent most of that day just talking to him. Not focusing on work or having work related discussions, just standing waist level in the water with his arms around your shoulders, talking about the absolute, the complete and the utterly mundane. Your lives had gotten so busy that it was nice to not have to focus on work, and it was incredible to just ask him how he was doing and hear all of the boring particulars of being a royal in turn.

You waded further into the water as Nikolai asked: "What of you, love? Outside of work and going to sleep next to you every night, I feel like I don't know anything of you lately."

You grinned. "I've been reading a lot," you said. "Brushing up on foreign policy, helping Zoya maintain her garden and missing you, if I might dare to be completely candor. I love you, Nik, but how busy we've both gotten is ridiculous."

Nikolai laughed, and you laughed, and then you were turning your head and pressing a kiss to the left side of his jaw and your heart was going still, the rapid thump of it dissipating from your eardrums as it calmed. Part of you was waiting for Nikolai to make a silly but flirtatious remark to get it going again, knew that because Nikolai was Nikolai, it was really only a matter of time.

"I know," Nikolai said. "I've been horrid at managing my time as of late. I've got a relatively relaxed next while, though. Had my advisors make sure of it."

You pressed another kiss to his jaw. "I love you,"

Nikolai laughed. "I love you too."

The two of you carried on like that until the sun was burning low and the sunset was near, between an hour and thirty minutes away at least. You carried on laughing, making jabs and growing flustered whenever the other gave a flirtatious remark or a glorious smile.

You'd missed Nikolai more than you had thought, and every time he would laugh your heart would swell, your body filling with so much contentedness that you could've evaporated within the depths of it. Everything about Nikolai was the picture of calmness, assuredness and composure, and his presence was usually a constant as you were a consort--soon to rule alongside him, if he would ever propose--and worked within the depths of his palaces, a member of his council and one of his guards on the night shift a few days a week, waiting for the demon of the Darklings creation to come out of hiding as it did whenever you were not there to put him in the handcuffs he wore while he slept in the Darklings old quarters.

You had missed him like nothing else, and there was not a moment of that day that you weren't cherishing. It was a glorious day in summer, your mind was not focused on work or the particulars of the palace, and you were determined to enjoy it and do nothing but enjoy it.

You swam for a little longer, engaging in a splash war--which, with great humility, you ended up winning--against Nikolai and laughing when Nikolai tried to get you back for it twenty minutes later, claiming another victory against him within a solid ten minutes.

You relaxed, floated about the lake and let yourself stop thinking for a while, sat on the docks for a break to breathe and look at the sky while Nikolai floated about the lake and remarked about how relaxing it was to do so. You closed your eyes, created waves in the water by idly kicking your feet to keep it from getting too cold.

You opened your eyes again and reapplied sunscreen despite the sunset drawing nearer because you didn't want to take any risks with the health implications of not applying sunscreen at all. Nikolai approached and wrapped his arms around your waist, humming as you began to run your hands through his hair and massage his scalp, a comforting silence settling between the two of you as he idly ran his thumb up and down your hip.

"'M sorry I've been working so much," Nikolai said, breaking the silence as the sunset really started to close in on the two of you, the sky setting off into hues of oranges, reds, purples, light and dark blues and even a couple of spots of a deep blueish green. "Seeing you when we go to sleep or when you're putting me in chains in anticipation of the monster has been good, but I miss seeing you during the day. I'm sorry I let work cloud everything over for a while."

"It's as much my fault as it is yours," you said, pulling a hand through your own hair as your gaze moved to the sky again. Nikolai joined you on the dock, pressing a kiss to your forehead as he pulled you into his arms. The picnic food was to be eaten before the sun fully went down if all went according to plan, but you decided you'd let the two of you have your moment while you still could.

"I've been busy with things around the palaces. Helping Genya plan galas and palace events, helping David and Nadia with their experiments where possible, helping Zoya maintain her garden and looking after it when she got too busy to manage the upkeep, cleaning the kitchens in the afternoons and the early mornings for free sweet rolls and pastries from the cooks when they start baking just a bit after sunrise. We've been avoiding each other, I think, even if neither of us actually meant to do so. We both got really busy really randomly, but we've corrected our course, and everything is going to be okay. You don't need to apologize to me, Nik. I understand how life as a royal can get."

Nikolai smirked. "You'll be one soon enough, provided that I finally get my hands on a good enough ring."

You laughed. "I would be entirely willing to marry you with a ring made out of paper and twine, Mr. Lantsov. I do not need some fancy stone or excellently made ring to marry you. I've been willing to since we were nineteen years old," since you'd met him while he was Sturmhond, since you'd fallen in love with him while the two of you were at sea, and every day since. He was the love of your life, and, ring or no ring, that wasn't changing for anything.

Nikolai pressed a kiss to your lips--it was a quick peck, if anything--and it lingered, even as Nikolai opened the cooler and shot you a grin as he poured the iced lime and dandelion tea with the dandelion wine into two glasses.

You began to sort through the food from the picnic basket, passing out the first of a couple of different things between you and Nikolai when you heard the sound of an oh-so familiar scoff.

"They're not going to be out here," Zoya said as Tolya met your gaze, mouth splitting into a huge grin. "They've been MIA the entirety of today, but to spend the day by the lake? Nikolai is probably afraid that the lake water will ruin his oh-so effortless beauty."

"Or it's 30 degrees out today and effortless beauty be damned, Nikolai and Y/N decided to spend the day by the lake with dandelion tea and enough food to feed a small army," Tolya countered. Zoya met your gaze and just laughed.

"You convinced him, I'm guessing?" She asked. "You do love your swimming and picnics."

"It was entirely Niks idea," you responded. "I was going to spend my day in the library, but he quite literally whisked me away and now we're here. Tolya, there's an empty flask in the basket if you're wanting to pour iced tea into it. Fair warning, though, there's dandelion wine added to Niks taste."

Tolya gave you an appreciative nod as Zoya tossed you a towel from the bag you'd put them in near the edge of the docks closest to land. In thanks, you passed her your glass and let her take the first of the tea while you dried your hair and adjusted so that the towel acted as a barrier between you and the docks, thanking her when she filled the glass and passed it back.

"The AC is working better than we thought it would after the maintenance crews came in to fix the system a couple days back," Tolya said. "Though, true to it's roots, it's only working slightly in some places and doing overtime in others."

"The library in the Grand Palace feels like a bloody ice cube," Zoya said. "The corridors are well ventilated as it were, and they're cold enough to ease the sweating when you're walking around. The common rooms are well enough, too, but the meeting rooms and the dining rooms are less better off."

"Add an additional system," Nikolai said. "See what you can do to have an additional system installed, and make sure that the tea in the samovars is cold, at the minimum. The weather is going to hover between twenty-five and thirty degrees this week, so we need to do what we can to keep cool."

Tolya nodded as you took a sip of the tea, grinning at your beloved as he draped an arm over your shoulders and pulled you close.

"Enjoyed a day in the sun, then?" Tolya asked as Genya and David joined the four of you in relative silence, Nadia and Tamar also joining up not long after.

"We've been busy," Nikolai amended. "Took today to catch up, relax, and cool off while still getting enough vitamin D."

"You overbooked yourselves?" Tamar asked as you passed her a sandwich and grabbed your own. "At the same time, too? Saints, you're idiots. Idiots in love, but idiots even still." You glanced at Nikolai, who was barely managing to stifle a laugh.

"It's funny because it's true," David amended. You pressed your forehead against Nikolais shoulder to keep yourself from giggling, your shoulders shaking with silent laughter instead. You ate the first of your sandwiches and grabbed another, neither you or Nikolai saying anything and instead finding yourselves content to let your friends fill the silence instead.

You grabbed more tea for yourself and thanked the saints that the deserts you'd packed hadn't managed to ruin within the blazing heat of the summer sun once the deserts started getting passed about, idle chatter about up and coming events still swallowing the silence in random fits and starts.

You were content in the silence, though. Extremely content, so it seemed, and the bouts of silence were ones you didn't at all mind or feel bothered by.

How often did you get to have evenings like that one, anyway? Evenings where you, Nikolai, Zoya, Nadia, Tamar, Tolya, Genya, and David all crowded on the docks and ate all of the food you'd packed because some part of you had anticipated a few of them joining up anyway? How often did you get to get tipsy off of lime and dandelion tea with dandelion wine while you chatted with the people you loved like family and the man you were absolutely, completely and utterly certain you would marry?

The answer to that question was simpler than one might've thought. Nights like that were rare--so rare that you almost could not recall a night like it having occurred in the years since the civil war had ended. You were cherishing every moment, every bit of banter-y argument between Genya and Zoya, every quick kiss shared with Nikolai and every time your hand would find his where it rested on your shoulder and give it a squeeze.

It was summer nights exactly like that one that you loved the most. In the summer heat that Ravka typically dealt with, drinking tea with your closest friends.

At some point--likely close to eight--Tamar accidentally shoves Genya into the water. David goes to help her out and back up onto the dock, but she just grabs him by the hand and pulls him right in. Zoya jumps in before she can be pushed or shoved or experience an attempt at cajoling by Tamar or Nadia. Nadia dives in after her wife and Tolya does a cannonball that manages to have resounding water that falls gracefully in an arc over you and Nikolai onto the docks from a solid ten feet away.

You glance at Nikolai, grinning lightly as you catch the glinting mischief in his eyes.

"You've won against me in our water fights twice today," he said, smirk crossing his features. "What do you say I try to claim at least one victory before we head back into the palaces?"

You quirk an eyebrow. "Willing to make bets, Mr. Lantsov?"

"More than."

"If I win, we get the day off tomorrow. If you win, we can work a double for all I care."

"If I win, we ease up on our schedules in the evenings for the rest of the week, have picnic dinners out here, with more dandelion tea and wine than either of us will possibly be able to sanely consume."

You jumped into the lake at that, getting a safe distance away from him. You let him claim the victory and laugh as you realize your water fight has instigated another water fight where it's been split into teams of three, Tamar, Nadia, and Zoya against Genya, Tolya, and David.

You swam to join Zoya as she used her wind to make the splash of the water that much more powerful, where Nikolai joined David at his side.

"Easy week?" She asked as you sent a wave towards Nikolai.

"Easy evenings, lakeside picnic dinners."

"You picked good," Tamar said as she switched positions, Zoya on your right and Tamar on your left. "Not in the aspect of wave fights, but in terms of work."

You laughed. "I know I did," you said. "I have no doubted that I picked excellently for a moment since the very day I realized I had fallen in love with him."

"Contrary to your beliefs, I think Nikolai is the lucky one," Nadia amended as she sent a wind up and laughed as a large wave swathed her brother in law almost completely. "He's got the one and only person who makes decent dandelion tea in all of Ravka."

"I second that," Zoya said with a laugh. You sent a wave so big it got all of the opposing team at once, shouting your victory as Nikolai, Genya, David, and Tolya devolved into laughter.

Your heart was happy. You were so content in that moment that you never wanted it to come to an end.

-

Sometime later, after it had gone midnight and everyone else had gone to bed, you and Nikolai were drinking the last of the lime and dandelion tea and idly eating some of the unopened sandwiches that still remained. You were almost asleep, could feel Nikolais heartrate slowing beneath the palm that rested on his chest and indicating that he was just as tired as you were.

You were so overwhelmingly happy in that moment, the tea drank and the last of the food not having gone to waste in the end. You had a couple days more of sandwiches and dandelion tea to come, and you knew you'd appreciate each of them as much as you appreciated that day in and of itself.

[fairyroses]

Um Hi, So I'm super late to the party when it comes to shipping Brainy and Kara but I really enjoyed your writing and was hoping you could recommend some stuff if you don't mind, please? Even the actual comics if you know which have them romantically involved? Again, really loved your works and hope to see more. Thank you. :)

Hi!! Welcome to the ship! And aw, thanks, I'm glad you liked my writing! I'm sorry there isn't more of it - I'm really bad at finishing things. 😩

But hmm, okay, Karadox recs. I have a few things in mind. This is going to get kinda long, so I'm just gonna put the rest under a cut, I think...

Okay! If you're looking for fics, @cyclone-rachel has written a lot of great stuff for Kara and Brainy (mostly the CW versions). I'm sure Rachel can recommend some more fic writers, too.

If you're looking for comics, I'd suggest Supergirl Annual #2 (2010) as a nice (mostly) one-off comic that focuses on the beginning of their relationship. Also Supergirl (2005) #52, which is technically part of a larger "Last Stand of New Krypton" arc, but I suppose it can be read on its own, and it has a lot of great Karadox stuff.

There are also some comics that you might not expect to have good Karadox content in them that actually do, such as the Legion of Super-Heroes/Bugs Bunny Special (2017) and the "Sugar & Spike" story from Legends of Tomorrow (2016) #6. You can also read the "House of Kent" arc in Action Comics (2016) #1022-#1028 if you want, because Kara and Brainy are both featured in most of those issues. They don't interact as much as I personally would've liked, but they have some nice moments, and there was definitely some romantic setup happening towards the end.

Supergirl & the Legion of Super-Heroes (2006) is another option, but be warned that Kara and Brainy are NOT romantically involved in that version of the Legion (Brainy was paired up with Dream Girl's ghost instead... it was a whole thing) so their dynamic isn't as good as it normally is. But they do at least interact a lot.

Honestly, the majority of Kara and Brainy's comic romance took place before Crisis on Infinite Earths (meaning pre-1985), and I haven't actually read most of those older comics yet, just bits and pieces here and there. Someone like @supergirltastic would be a much better person to ask for those specific comic recommendations.

Oh! You should also DEFINITELY watch the new Legion of Super-Heroes animated movie if you haven't yet! It's basically Karadox: The Movie™ lol, it was a lot of fun and had fantastic writing for both of them. Unfortunately it's not on HBO Max yet though, so to watch it you'll either have to buy/rent it or, uh, y'know... 🏴‍☠️

And make sure you watch the "Far From Home" episode of Justice League Unlimited (season 3, episode 10) too! It's basically a 20-minute speed-run of Kara and Brainy's relationship and it's veryyy cute. (It's also one of the only stories I can think of that gives them a happy ending.)

Anyway, that's all I've got for now! I hope this was helpful!! I'm sure I'm forgetting some stuff, but in my defense it's almost 2 AM right now lol.

If anyone else has other Karadox things to rec, feel free to add on to this!

[luridce]

my dummy headcanons for the yee yee ass haircut man, that I want to get off my chest:

✩ his real name is Ido - created this from his hero name pronunciation "Nīdorusutā".

✩ before joining and getting kicked out of the Blizzard Group, and becoming a professional hero on his own, he definitely was involved in some gang (the delinquent vibes?). Inevitably did a 180 and became a hero... because our man is good deep down inside🖤

✩ maybe worked in security? or like a chauffeur for a gang boss at some point? Anyways, any job he did was cut short because of "disciplinary issues" a.k.a. him not being able to take orders and listen to his superiors if he thinks it's not the right thing.

✩ chews bubblegum when he feels like smoking (wants to quit smoking). Get's lowkey annoyed when working with other heroes who smoke right in front of him (lmao Zombieman pls it's not healthy for you, sweetheart!).

✩ kept the suit he got from the Blizzard Group. Had to return it after being kicked out, but didn't because he's a little shit lol.

✩ wears safety pins as earrings to show solidarity with those who are marginalized, believes in "all lives are equally valuable". So I think most of his attitude/arguments with others stem from seeing people treated badly (e.g. probably wasn't a fan of newbie-crushing that the Blizzard Group did).

✩ thinks he's a smartass, but probably barely finished school lol. Maybe has street smarts? A little bit of physics knowledge, because he has to estimate the trajectory of his mace?

✩ idk but I think he has like... a million tattoos under that suit. Overall, he's very into the punk look, looking alternative and having a "no rules" style. Wears a lot of dark clothing, ripped clothing, boots, maybe has a few t-shirts in 'weirder' colors (e.g. hot pink? lol). Likes studded and spiked jewelry, has a few killer leather jackets. But only wears everything casually, tones it down for hero work.

✩ I think that his good guy side stems from either: 1) growing up on the streets and witnessing poor, weaker people being treated badly (maybe similar mindset to Garou, reacting to the injustice of the world, but choosing to be better); 2) not growing up on the streets, having a good support system and family that helped him form his values (maybe a good, but strict mom? a younger sibling he kinda wants to be a role models for?); 3) no big reasoning behind that, just him being a decent human being.

✩ pierced his own ears with safety pins when he was a teen to impress his delinquent friends. Pierced his ears unevenly though lmao.

✩ is a total tsundere about it, but secretly enjoys working in/belonging to a team. I wanna believe that him and the others (Mizuki, One Shotter, Gearsper) form some sort of a friendship after the MA raid, maybe go out for drinks or something. I love them all so much... I just want them to interact again in the manga 🖤

✩ maybe has some resentment towards the Blizzard Group, but is mainly focused on his own path as a hero. Not the one to badmouth the group or Fubuki behind their backs.

✩ is a regular in one barber shop and goes like once a week lmao like a lot. Keeping his zig zag haircut looking fresh is his top priority. Probably dyed his hair at some point too. Wishing we got a colored version of him in the manga.

✩ keeps his mace and chain next to his bed when sleeping. Curses a lot (says "damn" and "holy crap" in the manga), will call you a dumbass.

✩ and a super dumb last one: sings while driving. Like he's a decent driver, but a horrible singer (thinks he's good though lmao). Telling him to stop will just make him sing louder. Maybe that's the reason he lost his chauffeuring job lmao.

THANK YOU FOR COMING TO MY LONG ASS TED TALK OF DUMB HEADCANONS. I AM SORRY I AM OBSESSED WITH A MINOR CHARACTER AND YOU HAVE TO DEAL WITH THIS. MAYBE SOME GOOD OPM ART WILL COME OUT OF THIS OBSESSION.

[folksy]

i obviously have to also ask you your hottest btvs/angel takes, bc i am very interested in knowing them

oh boy I really put my foot in my mouth sending you that ask huh haha keep in mind I’ve only been through one watch of each show!!! I got into buffy over the summer and watched angel in the last few months

biggest hot take. spike in seeing red. although like everyone involved regrets it I honestly don’t even think it’s out of character for him to assault buffy. he literally has this obsessive relationship with her where he has this shrine of her things, drawings of her, his buffy sexbot, fantasizes about fucking buffy, and stalks her/breaks into her house. then they do start a volatile sexual relationship that she is literally ashamed over and he gloats about. I really don’t think it’s out of character for a guy with these traits to force said woman into sex no matter how likable you think he is or his "character development." people are upset because it’s a sexual assault scene which is a very real and horrific type of thing to experience (as opposed to in the pack where xander gets all touchy with buffy but it's through a supernatural lens as he was possessed and had this literal animalistic urge), and one from a favorite character.

stemming from above I am so tired of the angel versus spike arguments and how people try to MORALIZE it. they are both bad lol just say you hate angel instead of doing this weird moral superiority thing with spike as if buffy and spike are not known as one of the most toxic fictional couples (which I am obviously not saying you cannot be into such things). I hate seeing people being like "angel is such a creep going after a teenage buffy while spike treats dawn as the kid she is!" like cool buffy and angel and dawn and spike are completely different dynamics because they mean differently to each other. angel is meant to be the older mysterious hot guy buffy falls in love with and I really do not think there's any way to "morally" portray a high schooler with a vampire love interest unless they are the same age, as in the vampire was recently turned. and dawn is buffy's sister of course spike is going to view her that way as buffy is the one he wants. you have to think of what they mean narratively and what the purpose of each character is in the show. also I have seen some people say spike respects buffy more than angel does as if spike doesn't demean buffy especially in regards to her sexuality as he knows that that is an easy way to irritate her and angel. like I literally saw a gifset by a buffy/spike blog that had parallels of angel having doubts about buffy whereas spike was giving compliments being like oh look at how crappy angel is to buffy like I could easily make the same thing about angel being supportive of buffy while spike was demeaning. I will say I do like spike and buffy's interactions on screen together but idk I have just become increasingly irritated on them as a couple but it's mostly because of takes online because I can understand the appeal of them. can you tell that I have the spuffy tag blocked. I have only been into buffy since the summer but I am Done. godspeed to people who have been fans and involved with the fandom for years.

I do not dislike xander as much as everyone else. I know he's very much a "nice guy" but I think it takes a lot for me to not like a character and I do find him likable. he's (initially) a teenage boy and acts like a messy teenage boy who pines after his friend he cannot get. I am also able to understand why he leaves anya at the altar even though it broke my heart- he's afraid they'll become like his parents. I feel that's a very real fear to have! I am also able to identify with him as I have been def been the funny or normie one of a friend group (I would say that now in one of my friend groups I am the "smart" one but like all my friends in middle/ high school were the smart kids lol so I was the shy one) and I struggle a lot with fearing I am not really good at anything like he does

okay for angel's show takes:

I love cordelia and angel’s friendship! I really do but to me (at least on a first watch) it feels like their romantic relationship really hinged on her being thee main female character of the show so they wanted to push a relationship between them. maybe this could change if I were to rewatch angel but I am not totally on board with them as a couple

honestly connor is A Lot but I don't dislike him. I can see why people don't like him and feel he's wishy washy as a character but damn has this kid been through it. I am a sucker for a troubled kid who hates his dad but is literally like his dad as a teen and even more fucked up. stemming off of this I felt like darla's pregnancy has pro-life undertones once they find out that it has a soul which I liked the plotline but I def cannot ignore that aspect of it.

okay god I am going to bring spike up AGAIN but I can definitely see why people think he regresses in character once he comes onto angel because he does, he acts a lot like earlier spike. however it's like. most of that change in character was sparked by buffy and she's not around- why would he act that way when the woman who influenced that isn't around? like people say him going to the strip club is out of character like? he's supposed to be the cool guy who likes earthly pleasures such as eating and fucking. why would he not partake in that just because he has made changes sparked by buffy? also I know he was brought onto the show to help viewership but I do enjoy him and the existential questions he has about being brought back. I also just like angel and spike bickering so I am a fan of him returning to angel after his buffy death because the in-universe reason is not even that bad. it could have been way worse lol

[sebastiansluts]

oh my god i read a lot of your fics rn and i am horny asf, like dripping. so, the only reasonable thing thing to do is send in a request.

SS where the reader and him are friends with benefits (mostly benefits) and there's one rule you guys follow. all turn up to each other's houses when you get a call (because horny mfs). one day when he calls you and you decline to come right away because you're hanging out with your friends, he comes over and fucks you hard and fast in front of your friends making you orgasm multiple times in front of them.

exhibitionism kink, dub!con, humiliation, pain kink perhaps. thanks :)

I'm sorry I couldn't fill this request earlier, but I hope it still helps lol!

Sebastian Stan x Reader; dub!con, exhibitionism, humiliation, degradation, light pain kink, multiple orgasms, squirting

ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON'T LIKE, DON'T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

"Sebastian! What are you-" He cut you off, pushing you inside the entryway and slamming you against a wall as the door shut behind him.

"What's the one rule?" Sebastian asked lowly, nose nearly touching yours, your eyes struggling not to cross as you focused on him. "What...is the one rule?" he asked again, hands tight on your hips.

"Sh-show up," you stuttered, eyes darting darting around, unable to meet his gaze any longer.

"So why didn't you?" Sebastian's voice was dark, dangerous. You couldn't help the flood of heat that raced through you at his tone, while he nosed at your neck.

"I'm with friends," you gasped as he bit down sharply on your neck, sucking a bruise. You could feel him grin into your skin before he pulled away, turning and grabbing your wrist, dragging you back into the living room where your friends were. They were all sitting on the couch, eyeing Sebastian appreciatively.

"If you don't want to see your friend get fucked into exhaustion, you should leave now. Otherwise, settle in for the show," he smirked, yanking you towards him when none of them moved. "Get over here baby, on your knees, bent over the table."

Your face flamed red as Sebastian spoke, feeling like you were going to die when none of your friends left. Tears prickled at your eyes already, your cunt clenching as you knelt on the floor, extending your torso over the coffee table, hands on the floor in front of you. You were staring at your friend's legs and feet, not daring to make eye contact.

Sebastian pulled your sweats and panties down to your knees, kicking your legs apart until you were spread open. You could hear a rustle of fabric behind you, and suddenly Sebastian was pressing into you, hot and hard, unbelievably thick as always. It was a struggle to take him, his hips rocking back and forth until he had inched his way in, flush against you.

You were panting, cunt clenching rhythmically as you adjusted. "She always takes a minute to get ready, such a tight little cunt, can't take all of me so easy, huh baby?" Sebastian said the last part mockingly, pulling his hips back and slamming into you, making you choke on your own spit, body jolting into the table.

You moaned, the pain spiking through your core, becoming a low burn you could feel everywhere as Sebastian began pounding your pussy, pulling out all the way to the tip before slamming back in. Your hands clawed at the floor, digging in to the carpet, your knees already sore from it.

You could hear your friends whispering above you, Sebastian's name the only thing you could make out besides, "She's fucking lucky". You whimpered, Sebastian catching on quickly.

"Yeah they're watching us baby. Your friends are watching you get fucked, slut, come on, give'em a good show," Sebastian laughed, grabbing your hair and pulling until you were stretched back, looking right at your friend's faces, all focused on Sebastian, ignoring you.

Tears streamed down your face as you closed your eyes, humiliation rising up in your throat, choking you. Sebastian thrust harder, brushing past that spot inside you and you exploded, coming hard as your body tensed, orgasm pulsing through you.

Sebastian never stopped thrusting, but he let go of your hair, letting you drop your head back over the table, tears dripping into the carpet.

"Did she just fucking come with only his dick that fast?"

"She is soo fucking lucky."

"Oh my god he's not done. Literally fuck everything I want a super hot fuck buddy that destroys my pussy."

Your friends were a little louder now, and Sebastian chuckled. "Just name a time and place ladies," he drawled, and you sobbed, hating how turned on you were by them talking as if you weren't there.

Your chest felt tight with humiliation, eyes still streaming, and Sebastian wouldn't let up in his thrusts, still going hard and fast and deep, so deep. His cock was hitting places you still didn't understand, lighting up your nerves with pleasure.

"Slut's gonna come again, can feel her clenching on me already. Do it baby, cream me again, cause you just can't help it," he simpered, reaching down and finding your clit, rolling it between his fingers.

Your eyes rolled back in your head as you came again, the slide suddenly much easier as a wave of heat crashed through you, flooding your pussy, white, dripping down Sebastian's cock.

"Holy shit, can this man get any better at fucking?"

"And he isn't even fucking us!"

You could feel Sebastian laughing as he pressed himself over you, leaning down so his chest was on your back. With this new angle, he wasn't able to pull out as far, more humping you, grinding his dick into your sensitive areas.

Sebastian whispered in your ear, "They're looking at you baby, they want to be in your position so bad. They wish I was fucking them, and maybe I will. See what happens next time you don't answer my call, hm?"

You whimpered, overstimulated and humiliated and turned on, everything swirling up inside you like it was behind a dam, about to break.

Sebastian sat back up, pulling you up with him, until you were splayed out back across his lap. His hips thrust up into you, bouncing you on his cock as he held your hip in one hand, your jaw in the other, keeping your head upright and looking forwards.

"Watch slut, watch them as you come again, know that they're always going to remember that you came three times in a row, on my cock, mine. No one else can fuck you like I can baby, and they know it now too. You gonna ignore me next time I call?" Sebastian asked, grips tight as he fucked you harder.

"Won't!" you cried, tears falling again as you stared at your friends, watching you get fucked. "Won't ignore you!"

"That's fucking right, slut. Now come, show them how good I make you feel," Sebastian goaded, hands suddenly moving to spread you even wider on his lap, your sweats stretched to their limits, panties digging into your knees. Your pussy and his dick were exposed, your friends' eyes focusing on it.

"Oh Jesus, that's big."

"Her guts have to be sore."

You wailed and Sebastian lifted your legs, leaning back slightly and fucked you harder, groaning now. "That's it, right fucking there," he grunted, hips pumping forcefully. His dick dragged along multiple spots, sending you flying, dam inside you breaking as you squirted past his cock, onto the carpet and his thighs beneath you.

"She just fucking squirted."

"It's like a porno, holy shit."

Sebastian kept your legs raised as he thrust quicker, moaning as he came too, fucking his cum back inside you. He slowly lowered your legs, his dick sliding out of your pussy as it softened. You were slumped back against his chest, exhausted, your sweats already soaking up your release from the carpet where your knees dug in.

Sebastian pulled your panties and sweats back up, both now stretched out and not staying on your hips right, and got you to your feet. You swayed slightly as he thumbed at your tear tracks.

"Go get cleaned up then rejoin your friends, do whatever it was that you were doing before I got here. Got it?" You nodded and he pressed his lips to your forehead once, before pulling away and pushing you towards your room. You stumbled away, heading to your room as Sebastian left.

[primofate]

Genshin [Volleyball Team AU - Inspired by Haikyuu!] What it’s like to be their manager Headcanons

Note: I think a lot of people misunderstand the role of the manager XD It’s not that the whole team is dating you. It’s that the whole team treats you like their family/sister. So you’d better bet that all of them are gunna be hella protective of you XD

Scenario: What do you do for the team and what do they do for you? :D

Warnings: not proofread, fluffy, might have some swear words, platonic relationships

Characters: Zhongli, Diluc, Kaeya, Albedo, Tartaglia, Kazuha, Xiao, Tohma, reader as the team manager

Other works in the Volleyball Team AU Series: Click Here

Genshin Volleyball Team manager

It’s just fuckin’ chaos

On your first day you’re already bombarded with questions by Tartaglia and Kaeya

“So which class are you?” “What’s your height?” “Are you single?”

Captain Zhongli just cannot be bothered to reign them in anymore.

So Vice Captain Diluc does it and grabs their collars. “You idiots, you’re scaring her off!”

Possibly Kazuha and Tohma are the ones you really try to rely on, on your first few weeks.

So how do you gain the trust of your team? Let’s start with each player shall we?

#1 Zhongli (Captain/Wing Spiker/Ace)

Zhongli is just handsome and mature. He’s strict and needs to be the pillar of the team. 

You’re intimidated by him the first few weeks and he just seems...a little far. He’s always so focused that you can’t seem to catch a moment to just chat with him.

There’s a day where you notice that his form is a little off, you suspect that he hurt his wrist a little. 

You fidget uncomfortably in the gym as they practice, but finally turn to the coach “U-Umm... The captain is... I mean! I’m not sure, but... I think he needs to take a rest,”

The coach calls for someone to substitute Zhongli and suddenly asks you to check on him.

“Huh?! Me?!” the coach pushes you towards him, and Zhongli is just looking at you quizzically, you can practically see the question mark on his face.

“C-Captain, d-do you need some bandages on your wrist?”

Zhongli is taken aback, but silently puts his right wrist out for you to wrap.

Only when you’re done tending to it does he look you in the eye and ask.

“How did you know?”

“...Because I always watch, and all I can do is watch. If I can’t even spot that out then I’m not a very good manager am I?”

Zhongli has a newfound respect for you. He thought you were just a meek and shy thing sitting around and passing them balls but he feels his heart swell that someone like you is seriously watching over them.

#2 Diluc (Vice Captain/Wing Spiker/Defense Specialist)

Diluc is probably the second hardest to get along with or break the ice with.

But he gradually warms up to you when he notices that he’s always the first one you pass a towel and water bottle to.

You’re not doing that on purpose, it’s just him who always comes up first.

After a few days he deliberately goes to you faster cause he always wants to be the one to receive a water bottle and towel from you first. Secretly a puppy.

The moment he realized that you were reliable was when you stayed behind to help him practice when everyone else went home already. 

You didn’t let up in your constant praise of “nice receive”, “great spike!” and “that’s so cool!” 

He thinks he saw stars in your eyes at some point.

“Hey, Diluc, it’s getting late, let’s leave some energy for tomorrow, yeah?” he could tell from your mannerisms that you were tired too, but you tried not to let it show on your face and still cleaned up with him.

“I’ll see you tomorrow then!” you wave but you’re stopped by a quick. “No,” from him. You tilt your head in wonder and he just looks at you as if it’s the most normal thing in the world.

“It’s late, I’ll walk you home,”

#3 Kaeya (Middle Blocker)

You don’t have to impress this guy, anyone of the female gender impresses him.

lol jk

safe to say it’s not difficult to befriend Kaeya, just bring him a cheering squad and some food.

all jokes aside the way to this guy’s heart is through his stomach.

He’s not a particularly hungry person but there’s this one time he forgot to bring lunch. He was running late, or something of that sort, honestly not something new for him.

He ALSO didn’t bring money so he couldn’t eat food from the cafeteria.

Ask his friends for money you say? Tartaglia would go, “Haha no way!” Albedo would go, “Let this be a lesson for you,” his brother would go “Serves you right,”

By club time he’s famished and dramatic. “Guys, go on without me, this is as far as I go,” as he sprawls on the gym floor.

You ask if he’s okay and he doesn’t answer so Diluc is the one that answers for him. “He forgot his lunch, as always,”

You make a sound of understanding and the next thing you know you’re taking out a lunch box and Kaeya has lifted his head up, sensing food.

“I packed onigiri for everyone today, actually... In case someone was hungry. It’s not much but--”

Kaeya comes alive from the dead and clutches your hands to his chest. “Manager you really are an angel,”

Diluc jump kicks him away from you.

#4 Albedo (Setter)

You also don’t know how to approach this guy

He always looks mad or stoic or something. Like he’s always thinking about something.

He low key actually is always thinking about play strategies and how to set the ball better for his teammates.

You really do think he works so hard while the game is going on, so you decide to help him out a little bit.

You watch a few more of their games and somehow come up with a list of what kinds of sets are better for each different spiker in the team.

There’s surprise in his eyes when you pass the document to him and modestly exclaim “...but, it might not be accurate, since I’m not that experienced,”

He still nods and says “...It’s the thought that counts,” 

When he does read your report and try the techniques out he notices that it does hold some merit in it

Is amazed like how Zhongli is amazed. He thought you were just there to hand them bottles and cheer for them but he had never been so wrong as to what a manager’s role is.

Will trust you enough to ask you about his set performance.  

Will sometimes slam Kaeya with an insult. “Kaeya, your spike sense is horrid, Y/N can read the moves better than you,”

#5 Tartaglia (Middle Blocker/Wing Spiker)

It’s not that he has a hard time trusting people but let’s just say he has the tendency to make you feel like he likes you but then he actually does that to everyone.

For example: He’ll throw compliments like “Oh that’s amazing Y/N!” but then back in the classroom you’ll hear him say “Oh that’s amazing!” to, like, every other person. 

That kinda disappoints you cause then the comment doesn’t really hold that much meaning to it if he keeps on saying it to others too.

He encounters a crisis mid year because this guy is just... he struggles with his grades. 

Captain Zhongli has told him he can’t play volleyball if he fails even one subject.

This boy is panicking and has semi-accepted this is the end of his volleyball career.

So you offer to study with him and he’s legit stoked.

Intensive and strict study sessions commence. Note taking, pop quizzes, surprise questions and even sudden random calls from you wherein you ask him a question and he has to answer within 5 seconds.

You’ve pulled all the study techniques you know here, this man better pass everything.

Welp, he still fails History....but since he worked so hard Captain Zhongli excuses it.

He’s so happy that he can’t hold back the stupidly wide smile on his face. He turns to you and for the very very first time in months, he bows and THANKS you.

You realize that he’s never thanked you before. Not even when you pass him water bottles or towels. 

You consider it a win, getting rare and sincere appreciation from him.

#6 Kazuha (Decoy/Middle Blocker/Wing Spiker)

One of the easiest to get along with but at the same time, he’s so mature that you feel like you’re not even in the same age range as him.

Definitely someone you can count on though, so you ask him many questions on the first week.

Still, it’s one of those things where you can kind of talk to him but there’s still a wall between you two.

One day while walking around in school there were these boys who were commenting about his height, and questioning his abilities as a volleyball team member.

You didn’t really think much about it when you speak up, “But he’s a really good middle blocker and spiker,” 

Those boys look at you weirdly and you realize that you’ve unconsciously spoken up. So you hurriedly walk away.

Little did you know that Kazuha was in some secret corner and heard the whole thing.

Just like that, the next day, it seems as if the wall between you two was gone, and you’re able to talk freely.

That, and he seemed to like asking you to help him practice his spikes and throw balls for him now.

#7 Xiao (Libero)

is deceivingly easy to get along with. Just has a rough exterior but is actually a softie if you squint.

You know this because there are subtle things he does. 

He doesn’t speak to you much but then he would be the one picking up the balls with you, or sometimes there’s magically a new set of clean towels on the bench that you don’t remember taking out from the storage room.

This guy is passionate for the game, so he really beats himself up when he isn’t able to receive a ball during actual games.

You worry about his mentality sometimes. I mean, it’s a team game, it’s not like he alone can save the whole game

So you talk to him about it the other day

“You’re already a really good libero Xiao, I mean... I’m not saying you should stop practicing but you don’t have to feel so bad...” you pause because this doesn’t feel like the message you want to convey

“Sorry, what I mean is... You CAN feel bad, but share the burden with your team, you know?”

He knows what you’re saying and contemplates it for a while. He knows that his team has his back, but sometimes just needs reminder about it.

He looks at you and asks, “...Can I share the burden with you too?”

You blink “Huh?”

“You said I can share the burden with my team, but can I share it with you too?”

There is a blush on his cheeks at this point.

“Oh, yea! Of course! I don’t play but I’m still part of the team you know!”

Ever since then, during games, if he feels a little frustrated he’d glance at you on the bench and you’d give him a thumbs up for a job well done.

#8 Tohma (Pinch Server/Middle Blocker)

You’re like bffs the moment you see each other

lol jk

You’re still awkward with him the first few days cause that’s just how first meetings are.

But he is very easy to talk to and always makes you feel at ease

Will always be the one to ask how you are if you need any help or if class was okay in general

Seems like the type of person to care more about others than himself

So he’s surprised when you come into the gym and you beat him to asking his usual questions.

“Tohma, how are you today? Did you have a proper lunch?”

“Tohma, are you getting tired? Want some water?”

“Tohma, how was class today?”

All the other members of the team turn to look at the two of you, thinking ‘Why does Tohma get extra attention?’ 

Tohma certainly doesn’t get extra attention you just TALK to him more. The other members deadass are also getting cared for by you, just in different ways.

This boy has some insecurities though, when it comes to playing the game. He hasn’t been in it for long so he’s the least experienced and that gets to him sometimes.

“Oh, really? But you play really well! I couldn’t tell that you’re new” 

His serves are really amazing though.

“Also! You always score points for us with the serves. Sometimes, your serves are my favourite part of the game!”

Has practiced extra hard so as not to let you down.

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eddie munson x reader

reader is polynesian and plays volleyball !! she teaches eddie how to play thinking he wants to learn, but eddie is really doing this to check her out..oh and some poly phrases that’ll be used i shall translate if your yall 💯

btw this is kinda short so sorry ☹️

poly slang:

lick - fight/beat up

fuckah - fucker lol

shoutout to my fellow poly girls, i see you, i’m lurking and in stalking when you least expect it.))

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eddie couldn’t keep his eyes off you. i mean no one can. you look like an absolute goddess. of course you didn’t have much friends besides some of the jocks who really thought their pride could beat you in a short game of volleyball. the amount of power you had every time you spiked that volleyball sent him.

he’d sit everyday on the bleachers and just watch you. you never cared really. you were too focused to pay attention to him. from afar he thought you were taller then him, but up close man, you were a little smaller then him, but your thighs could definitely crush him. and he would die a happy man.

dustin and mike would catch onto why he’d cancel nearly every saturday night session. as soon as they found out, eddie was pissed. even threatens to kill them if they told anyone. they haven’t let out a peep.

one day the jocks were catcalling you and calling you some pretty fucked up shit.

“hey! why don’t you quit volleyball and show us some hula.”

“let’s see your coconuts!!”

this pissed him off. seeing you get called out in the middle of the cafeteria just made you go literal ape.

“watchu want ‘den you fuckah! i’ll lick your friends in one fight if you talk smack to me, brah.”

what beautiful and elegant native tongue, eddie had thought to himself. you never really showed much of your accent since it was pretty mellow. but when you did, everyone could tell you was def a polynesian. and you were proud. of course you had to leave home because of how bad your family had it, but you miss home everyday.

after that, eddie finally spoke to you for the first time. a full blown conversation.

“um hey! i like the way you hit the ball.”

“hm? you talkin’ to me?”

“yeah! i’m eddie. you’re (y/n), right?”

“ho, you stalkin me hoale!”

“ uh what does that mean..?”

“basically one white person. but i like you. you have nice hair.”

“oh! haha..thanks ! can you uh, show me how to play volleyball..?”

you smile and tell him to follow you to the volleyball court. he couldn’t stop staring at your legs. they were both plushy but full of muscle…he wanted to bite them but refused.

“alright, you stand infront of me and i’ll stand here okay. you’re gonna have to squat and pop your bum out and have your arms stretched out, ‘kay?”

he nodded his head, and you spiked the ball. and he was too late and got hit in the fuckin face. he lost balance and fell back and held his face. “SHIT!” you shouted and tan towards him. holding his face and seeing his nose was bleeding.

“shit- i’m so sorry, edds.”

“nah nah- i’m forever thankful and in your debt..sweet warrior princess.”

the face you made was terrifying, not a single sign of happiness. yet you bursted out laughing. a laugh he didn’t think he’d hear come from you. it made him feel all fuzzy inside.

“you’re one funny guy, yeah? i like you.”

you began petting his hair and playing with it, making him tremble in your lap. your eyes were captivating as always.

“what’s it like where you’re from..? is it always sunny.”

he wipes his nose with his sleeve, the leather covered in a dark maroon. you help him up in the process and think of what words to say.

“well, it’s sunny and nice. shitty me and my family had to leave cuz we got evicted. they were building fancy houses in our land. so we had to leave.”

“shit, that’s fucking fucked. i’m sorry to hear you go through that, i’m glad you’re here now. hope it’s just as awful as it is here.”

“trust me it is, but, you seem like someone genuine and not fake. i like you a lot. you have pretty hair too.”

he couldn’t say anything and just stood there. cheeks pinks while you touch his hair and fix his bangs.

“you wanna go eat out?”

“yes please!”

“uh..like get some dinner, brah..”

“oh YEAH! of course, that sounds amazing!! take out or dinning in??”

“hm, i guess take out would be nice. i like crash your place.”

“y-yeah…sure…”

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i feel like, me personally, if eddie met an independent and overall tough ass girl, he’d go instant puppy mode hehe - gummy

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Hot Springs (Ushijima Wakatoshi x Reader)

Word Count: 2,570

Rated: Explicit

Warnings: SMUT, bad language, public, my shit writing, Ushijima being a beautiful man

Summary: You couldn’t remember the last time you and Ushijima got to spend proper time together, so when he suggests going to the hot springs for a date how could you refuse? Although, you two are doing a bit more than just enjoying the hot water. 

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GUYS! I know it’s been a fucking minute😫 I’m still trying to get my shit together for school lmao. BUT I’ve been working on this fic for a while tbh, I was just never motivated to finish it until recently. I apologize in advance if it’s trash😂 BUT, I do have a couple of things to go over. First of all, thank you guys so much for being patient with me the past couple of weeks, I’ve definitely missed putting content out to you guys, I’ve just been super busy with life and school. Second of all, I know I have requests sitting in my inbox, I will do them. Eventually. The only reason why I’m even posting something new is because this story was already in the works, so since it’s done I decided to post it (it’s probably garbage idk lol). Third of all, I love you guys so much  😘😘😘😘 it’s been such a joy writing for you all, and I hope I continue to put out content you guys enjoy! As always, this story is dedicated to @sunshinewitchz​ because she’s the biggest Wakatoshi simp I know, and I love her so much and her endless support. 

I hope you guys enjoy the story! Please let me know what you think of it😊😊

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“- Would you like to go?” Ushijima’s deep voice filtered through your ears; although you only heard the last part, you had no idea what he had said beforehand.

 “Hmm?” you finally looked up at him, the paint brush in your hand stilled.

 A soft frown coated his lips, sometimes you were far too engrossed in your art projects. Usually he didn’t mind, today was different though. It had been two weeks since the last time he had seen you, both of you far too busy to make time to spend together.

 Of course, he would want your undivided attention, he missed you. 

 “I’m sorry Toshi, what were you saying?” you smiled sheepishly at him, carefully setting down the paintbrush, your eyes focused on him completely now.

 “The hot springs. Do you want to go?” He asked again, his eyes flickering over your face.

 Your lips pursed, your brain wracking through the dates to make sure you didn’t already have a prior commitment. “When?”

 He let out another sigh, Ushijima loved you deeply, but when painting was involved… well, you were in a completely different world to the point that it was hard to hold a conversation with you.

 But he also loved your passion for it, he loved how talented you were, how confident you were in your skills. It was proven time and time again whenever you produced your master pieces.

 Although, all your artwork in his eyes were masterpieces.

 You were the best masterpiece of all. Ushijima could stare at you for hours, he could watch you paint for hours, but right now, he wanted to be your sole focus.

 “Do you want to go to the hot springs with me tomorrow?” he asked once more.

 “Okay.” You smiled brightly at him, you didn’t have anything to do tomorrow, except to drop off a painting. Any chance you got to spend with Ushijima you would take. 

 “Okay.” he repeated, a soft smile coating his lips. “Finish up, we’ll go get food once you’re done.”

 You definitely loved Ushijima.

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 “Ushijima-senpai! Y/n-senpai!” Goshiki exclaimed in surprise. “What are you doing here!?”

 “Your grandma asked for a commission piece! I’m just dropping it off now.” You smiled widely. “I didn’t know you would be here today!”

 “I-I’m just visiting.” he stuttered out, his eyes awkwardly flickering over to Ushijima who paid him no mind, his eyes scanning the outer exterior of the house.

 “I need to collect the money; do you know where she is?” You asked sweetly.

 “She’s out in the garden, please come in.” He said awkwardly, stepping aside. 

 “I won’t be long Toshi!” You said cheerfully, pardoning yourself before you entered the home, leaving Goshiki and Ushijima standing at the entrance.

 “This is nice wood, is it oak?” Ushijima asked suddenly, his eyes tracing over the large door.

 “I don’t know Senpai…”

 Silence once again surrounded them, but like you had said, the exchange didn’t take too long as you came walking up to the volleyball players cheerfully.

 “All set Toshi! Let’s head out yeah?” you smiled up at him.

 He nodded before taking your hand into his and waving goodbye at the male.

 “Bye Goshiki! See you around!” you called out behind your shoulder.

 Sometimes it was a wonder how you and Ushijima ended up together. The concept of “opposites attract” seemed to be in play for this. 

 Your bright and bubbly personality contrasted greatly with his. Ushijima’s blunt and rough exterior was the complete opposite of your gentle and easygoing one. 

 However, you guys shared one trait, and that was the undeniable confidence you guys had in your skills. Ushijima with volleyball, and you with art.

 But despite the contrasting personalities, your relationship worked, the love and respect you guys had for one another was always present.

 “That was really nice of that lady to give us our own spring. I didn’t even know that a place like this could have private ones!” You said happily as you guys walked towards the changing rooms.

 “Yeah.” Ushijima nodded briefly, “see you in a bit.”

 You grinned at him widely before skipping off into your own changing room. 

 You bummed softly to yourself as you began undressing. The showers felt incredible against your skin and you couldn’t help but sigh in content, a trip to the hot springs was something that you definitely needed after working so hard on your commissions.

 You carefully wrapped yourself in the towel and started heading towards the spring. The change in temperature caused a shiver to run through your body, shuddering gently as the steam curled around your damp shoulders. You breathed in the soft scent of earth, sighing softly as your body relaxed in the hot springs air. 

 Your eyes scanned over the area, before pausing on a figure that left your heart racing and your stomach flipping.

 Ushijima paid no attention to his surroundings; his stare was focused on the scenery before him. But that gave you plenty of time to drink in the tall male before you.

 He was truly the most beautiful person you’ve ever met before. His broad shoulders and rippling back muscles were completely exposed to your greedy eyes. 

 How you ended up with such a beautiful man was beyond your comprehension. 

 “What are you waiting for?” His deep voice filtered through the air, your gaze met his olive eyes and you felt your face flush immediately.

 “Just appreciating the view.” You said cheekily before dropping your towel and settling yourself down into the water.

 A long sigh escaped your lips as you submerged yourself completely. This was heaven; you couldn’t remember the last time you had been to the hot springs, and the fact that you got to spend it with the man you loved the most, it was definitely pure heaven.

 “The scenery is very nice here.” he agreed, eyes scanning over the area once more.

 You laughed softly at his statement, your hand gently pressing into the bulging muscle of his bicep. “I wasn’t talking about the scenery. I was talking about you Toshi.” 

 Ushijima felt his expression soften considerably as he looked down at you. You were resting your head against his arm, your eyes closed in absolute bliss.

 This time Ushijima decided  to scan over you, and fuck… you were the best thing he’s ever seen.

 His eyes drank in every inch of your beautiful face, his gaze trailing over the strands of wet hair clinging to your face, wrapping around your collarbone and then your shoulders and…

 Oh.

 He shamelessly stared at your exposed breasts. He could feel his heart rate beginning to pick up as he started to register in his mind that you… no both of you were extremely bare to one another.

 Ushijima couldn’t understand this sudden shyness that began to bubble up in his gut. He had seen you bare so many times before, he’s touched you so many times before, he’s had you in every way that he could think of; and yet… What was this sudden rush of arousal spiking through his blood right now?

 Your eyes fluttered open and met intense olive colored ones staring right back. You felt your mouth go dry, your stomach twisting in a way that was all too familiar.

 The only times Ushijima has ever looked at you like that was when…

 “What is it, Wakatoshi?” You teased slightly, the flush in your face was something that you could blame on the hot water, not the fact that your hunk of a boyfriend was blatantly staring at you like he wanted to devour you whole.

 “You’re beautiful.” he said simply, reaching out to tug on a strand of your wet hair. His strong, thick fingers gently began trailing against the skin of your throat, skimming across your collarbone. Despite the hot water, you couldn’t help but shiver at his gentle touch. 

 “I meant… is there something that you want Wakatoshi?” You asked, teeth sinking into your bottom lip as you stared at him through your lashes.

 “You. Always you.” he answered simply; his large hand curving gently around your jaw, cupping your face carefully.

 Your stomach twisted pleasantly, an all too familiar burn bubbling deep within your gut, but also... your heart. Once again you were in awe of the man before you, the amount of love you held for him was far too much for your heart to contain, bubbling up and spilling over the longer you looked at him.

 “You have me.” you said quietly, carefully pressing yourself closer to him, your hands rested gently against the bare skin of his chest, strong and oh so broad.

 “Then kiss me.” he demanded, olive eyes burning into yours. Love and passion could clearly be seen in them.

 So, you did. Your hands grabbing at his strong jaw, forcing him to stoop down to your level so you could properly kiss him.

 Kissing Ushijima was possibly the best thing on the planet, his lips were full and strong as they moved against yours, unhurried, but incredibly needy and forceful. 

 His tongue licked against your mouth, hot and wet and deliciously perfect. You eagerly pressed yourself against his large body, melting against him completely. You were too hot, your body overheating immediately.

 It was from the hot springs, right? Not from the hunk of a man that was currently grabbing at your bare waist and yanking you tighter against him, right? 

 Your head spun dizzily, pleasure rippling through your body, a soft whimper tearing through your throat as you felt his growing member press tight against your thigh.

 Ushijima heard you, his grip on your body tightened slightly as he continued to devour your mouth. He began moving you, carefully backing you up further away from the deep end of the hot spring, and then your body was being lifted up until you were no longer in the hot water, rather, you were now sitting on the ledge of the hot springs.

 Goosebumps erupted across your skin, your nipples hardening into pebbles under Ushijima’s watchful eyes.

 From your perched position on the rocks you could easily kiss Ushijima and he could easily…

 “W-What are you doing?” you whimpered out, the back of your hand coming up to cover your mouth, your heart was racing, faced flush, as you stared at the tall male.

 His large hands were gripping your thighs, carefully moving them apart, his eyes gazing hungrily at your weeping cunt.

 “What does it look like I’m doing?” he asked slowly, and then he was stooping down until his face was between your legs… a hot, fat, tongue sliding up your slit.

 You gasped loudly, eyes fluttering shut, as you leaned back on one of your elbows, your hand covering your mouth shot out and tangled into his damp hair.

 Ushijima hummed slightly, tongue gently flickering against your throbbing clit. 

 He wanted to do this here? Now?

 A thick finger slid easily into your wet entrance, causing your thighs to tremble at the sudden intrusion.

 Apparently yes. Yes, he did.

 When you finally opened up your eyes, the scene before you was absolutely sinful. Your swollen lips parted in awe as you made eye contact with Ushijima.

 His pupils were dilated, the soft olive color completely gone. His wet hair clung to his face, you could see his tongue flickering in and out of his mouth as he continued to eat you out.

 How was he so fucking perfect?

 “Toshi… please.” you begged, pressure beginning to build up, you were so close, but you wanted him. You wanted his thick cock to stretch you out completely right now.

 “Is there something you want?” he asked, voice deep and thick with arousal. His plush lips were wet, coated in your slick.

 Oh fuck.

 How did he look so fucking good between your legs?

 “You. Please. No more foreplay, I want you inside me already, please.” you trembled, watching as he stood to full height.

 Your eyes greedily ran down his naked body. He was just so… so fucking big, in so many ways.

 The strong muscles of his arms, his chest, his stomach, stood proudly on display for you. But as your eyes traveled lower; you could almost drool over the sight of his erect cock, standing proud and ready to be engulfed in your tight heat.

 His fist enclosed over his hard member, pumping up and down his shaft a couple of times before he finally stepped between your trembling legs. Carefully rubbing the head of his cock against your soaked folds, your eyes fluttered at the touch.

 But then with a quick snap of his hips he entered you, bottoming out immediately. 

 His lips slammed down against yours, muffling the loud moan that was about to escape your lips.

 Fuck, you were so full. No matter how many times Ushijima had you, you could never quite get used to his large size. 

 It was almost too much. But he knew that, which was why he waited for a moment, allowing you the time to get used to thick intrusion.

 One of his large hands grabbed at your hip, the other was resting near your head against the ground.

 After a few moments, your legs wrapped around his thick waist, a silent invitation that he could start moving.

 Ushijima didn’t even hesitate, his hips snapping forward, his cock pressing into the deepest part of your tight heat.

 The pace of his thrusts was unhurried, as if he had all the time in the world to fuck you, despite the fact that you guys were at a hot spring.

 “Do you hear that?” he murmured; soft squelching could be heard from your lower region. You were absolutely soaked, drenching his thick cock as he slid in and out of you perfectly. 

 You gripped at his broad shoulders helplessly, soft whimpers escaping your lips as you trembled under his large body.

 It was too much… the hot springs, his body, his kisses, the grunts that were coming from his lips, the fact that your boyfriend was fucking you in a public place…

 “I’m close.” you squeaked out, nails digging into his skin. The familiar burn, the ache for release; was coming up quickly.

 His deep thrusts began to speed up, his hips hammering into you.

 “Then cum.” he demanded, his hand reaching down to rub harshly at your swollen clit. 

 So, you did, gushing around him easily, your slick coating his hard member. He grunted loudly, immediately pulling himself out of you, his fist once again enclosing around his member as he hurriedly pumped himself, searching for release.

 Thick ropes of his warmth shot onto your lower belly, hot and heavy against your skin. 

 You watched tiredly as he brushed the wet hair away from his forehead, his eyes trailing over your bare body, a soft expression easily covering his face now. Carefully he pulled you back into the water, situating you on his lap easily as you rested your head against his strong chest.

 You sighed in content as he pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head. 

 “I love you Wakatoshi.” you said quietly, you peered up at him, a sweet smile coating your lips.

 “I love you too.” he said eyes flickering down at you, a small smile appearing on his face.

 A trip to the hot springs was definitely a good idea. 

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Quiet S/O cheering them on - Karasuno

this is so cute, hope you enjoy! sorry if theres any spelling or grammar mistakes I’m using a new keyboard so it’s taking some getting used to lol

Request: maybe how karasuno (or whichever team you’re in the mood for) reacts to their normally quiet s/o coming to a game and busting a lung cheering for them?

Daichi:

he feels so supported by just seeing you in the stands, and he knows that being loud and cheering isn’t for everyone

just give him a ‘good luck’ kiss before he goes out and he’s already pumped up

during a difficult part of the final set, Daichi makes an incredible receive, sending the crowd into a fit of cheers

but the one voice he heard clearly was you, calling his name and cheering for him

he was stunned, turning to find you, giving you a huge smile and a thumbs up

Daichi didn’t want to make too big of a deal out of it, as he knew it was probably a spur of the moment thing for someone as quiet at you, but his heart swelled, and the warmth didn’t leave him for the rest of the match

he was definitely going to play well now

he didn’t bring it up much afterwards, except giving you a tight hug and thanking you for coming, however the affect sticks with him for a while

Sugawara:

he’s usually head cheerleader for Karasuno, and he loves being able to get others cheering too

he knew he probably wouldn’t end up playing, but he still loved when you came to watch his matches to support the rest of the team

Kageyama got sent out to cool his head, and Ukai brought him in instead

he was standing on the court with the ball close to his face, trying to shake off the nerves and pressure

he tried to block out all the sound in the gymnasium, focusing on his breathing alone

that was until he heard a yell of his name, and a ‘good luck’ in a strained voice, knocking him out of his concentration

he knew that voice, and his head shot up to find it

he saw you waving at him, calling out to him again with a grin on your face

his eyes teared up a little, but this wasn’t a time for crying, he could do that after when he didn’t have a game to win

he send you a wide, bright grin, then focused back on the ball, sending the set to the other side and scoring a point

he was still nervous, but he felt like you had his back, no matter what

Asahi:

he had been feeling so anxious about this upcoming match since they were facing Date Tech again

everyone, including you had been telling him how amazing he was going to do, and how that, even if his spikes got blocked, he could try again

even so, he couldn’t get the fear out of his head

you had come along to the match to, hopefully, make him feel a little more settled, and even just the hug you gave him before he went out made his heart calm down just a little

the match wasn’t going too well so far, every spike of his had been shut down, and he could feel the panic rising

he couldn’t call for the toss again, he was going to mess it up, he should leave it to Tanaka or Daichi-

he was knocked out of his thoughts when he heard you yell from the crowd, screaming for him to call for the toss

it was so sudden, but he felt himself overcome his anxieties

he didn’t feel like an ace, or someone worthy of being able to knock a spike through, but he couldn’t let you down, not after you supported him like this

if you could get past your worries and quietness, he could get past his fears

so, he called for the toss, screaming as loud as you did, and used the weight of his anxieties to smack down the ball on the other side

he was a little dumbfounded as he heard the referee give them the point, realising he had gotten through the blockers

he was speechless and looked to you in the crowd

he knows you couldn’t hear him, but he send a ‘thank you’ your way, and a bashful smile

Nishinoya:

he knew how quiet you were, which was the complete opposite to him, but he thought you complimented each other perfectly

he loved having you come to his matches and watch him; it made him feel invincible and full of energy

even if you were quiet, just knowing you were there was enough for him

you loved being there to support him and the team had been doing so well

sometimes you felt a little bad as you didn’t cheer along with the others since it was so against your usual nature, but you wanted to push yourself and do more for him

it’s not much, but you knew how much cheering for him would mean to him

each team player was called one-by-one onto the court, and as Nishinoya’s name and number was introduced, you yelled out, cheering for him

as soon as he heard your voice, he found you in the crowd and started jumping up and down, yelling back to you

he ran over to the side closest to you, waving and blowing you kisses until the referee blow his whistle in a warning

he didn’t seem the slightest bit embarrassed though, and kept taking glances and waving to you when the referee wasn’t looking

he kept a huge grin, and a positive attitude for the entire match

he was so touched and proud of you for cheering for him, and he knew that he could win this for you

Tanaka:

it was always his dream to have his girlfriend cheer for him at matches, and he always thought he would react in a tough, manly way that exuded ‘yeah I’m a cool guy with a cute girlfriend’

it was the first match of his that you had come to, and while it was so far out of your comfort zone, you knew how much supporting him meant to him

so, as he spiked the ball and scored against three blocked, you cheered for him, so loud that you even surprised yourself

you both looked at each other in complete shock

he could feel his cheeks burning hot, and his legs going weak at the sound of your voice

he could feel tears welling up in his eyes, and it wasn’t until Noya smacked him on the back, giving him a thumbs up that he snapped out of his stare

his pink cheeks lifted as he grinned, beaming at you

he couldn’t wait to run to you after the match and give you the biggest hug

after every point he scored, he looked at you with a smile, pointing to you, as if telling you that he won that point for you specifically 

he held no embarrassment in letting the whole crowd know that he was yours, and his strength came from you

Tsukishima:

since you were both quiet, you worked together so well and enjoyed talking about deeper things and your interests rather than small talk or unnecessary words

he felt a little nervous inviting you to his match, but you had mentioned many times how you wanted to watch him

at least you’d be quieter than the others and not draw attention to him, right?

so he was not expecting it all to hear you cheering for him, with so much enthusiasm when he successfully blocked the ball

at first, he winced a little at the loudness, until he realised it was you calling out to him

he had so many thoughts running through he head; how the hell was that you? since when have you been able to yell so loudly? and mostly, why?

he wanted to be embarrassed, but as soon as he saw the big, proud smile on your face, he could feel himself melt a little

he send you a smile back, and a shy, little wave

maybe having you there to support him wasn’t so bad

Yamaguchi:

when you had asked him to if you could come along to his match, he felt so insecure telling you that he wouldn’t be playing, so you’d just be watching the others instead

you insisted you wanted to come anyway, just in case, and you could still support Tsukishima and the others

you’d send each other little waves as he stood in the bench lineup and you sat in the crowds, and he was a little relieved that you were quiet and didn’t cheer for anyone, as he knew he would have doubted himself and his skill even more

the team had come to a standstill with getting points, and Ukai called for a member change

oh no, Ukai was calling for him to go on

he couldn’t stop shaking as he walked to his spot, tearing up in the anxiety of doing his serve

his trembling hands could barely hold the ball as he positioned himself

as soon as he heard you call out to him, he dropped the ball and instantly faced you

“you can do it Tadashi!” you shouted, then gave him a thumbs up and blew him a kiss

his mouth fell open and his face was bright red; he was half embarrassed that now all the attention really was on him, but half so touched that you supported him like that

he was in a complete mess of a daze until he heard Tsukishima call his name

“listen to them,” he said with a flat tone

with both of your support, he knew that he could at least give this his best shot, and if it didn’t go well, then he knew he wasn’t alone

Kageyama:

from his time in middle school, the only calls for him were to tell him to get off the court, or that he was being too selfish

he’s never really thought about having someone there to cheer him on

just having you by his side at school was so strange for him, yet so comforting

he really wanted you to watch him play, and to hopefully be impressed by his skill and fall in love with volleyball

ok, and maybe fall for him harder too

seeing you in the stands mean’t so much to him; the two things he loved the most were together, and he couldn’t feel any better than in this moment

since you were usually so quiet, you had sent him your best wishes and given him a kiss on the cheek before he had to head off for stretching - that alone at almost sent him into a puddle

stepping onto the court, he felt so calm and collected knowing you where there to support him

what surprised him was when you began loudly cheering as he walked to his spot to set

he had no idea what to do or what to think, he’d never thought this would happen

he just stood there with his eyes and mouth wide, staring up at you while gripping the ball

you sent him a soft smile as Hinata started ranting about how he wants a girl to cheer for him, and how jealous he was

he smiled back at you, then rested the ball on his forehead, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath

all that was in his mind was your voice and winning

Hinata:

Hinata had been begging you to come watch him play since the moment you started dating

he just really wanted you to see how cool volleyball was, and also how good he was

the second years had been constantly talking about how jealous they were that Hinata had a cute girl to cheer him on since they found out about his relationship, and, even though he knew you were too quiet to actually cheer him on loudly during a match, he knew you were wishing for him to win and that you gave so much support

he waved at you in the stands when he entered the court, thinking you looked so cute as you shyly waved back

he felt so energetic having you there to watch, and also so cool, like ‘wow! there’s someone here to watch me! and only me!’

he was doing so well during this match; his jumps were strong, his spiking was incredible, and he was able to help the team get a number of points from being a decoy

it was match point for Karasuno so the tension in the gymnasium was high

Hinata and Kageyama’s fast quick had scored them the winning point, the two yelling at each other about how good it felt

he was knocked out of his euphoric moment as he heard your voice cheering for him, calling out his name and yelling

he almost had stars in his eyes as he found you, yelling back at you and waving with his cheeks a little pink

his grin was so bright, and it felt so, so good hearing you cheer for him

his chest felt so warm; this felt even better than winning

[lovelyghostlyharmony]

how to train your dragon: how you met your dragon

Skrill-

Why did you do this? Are you insane? Just because you really want to train a dragon doesn't mean you let yourself be captured by Berserkers! You idiot! Well, to be fair, you did fly on one - for about a few minutes - then you fell and the Gronckle left you on the spooky island. And why you may ask? Because you didn't create a bond with it! And it was scared! It was a Gronckle! As you were pacing in your cell and waiting for Daggur to show up, a man suddenly broke into the hall. "We need you two outside! Some Whispering Deaths escaped!" And just like that, your guards disappeared.  Well, now you can escape - you only need to figure out how. You looked at the bars, trying to find a weak spot or something, but you didn't find anything. Ugh, if only you had a key!  You defeatedly sat down next to the bars, resting your back against the cold rocky wall. Are you going to die? Are you about to be slaughtered? Pf, you went to find a dragon and now you are going to be its food! This is surely your lucky day. You were just about to rest your head against the bars when you realized, that uncomfortable rocky wall wasn't upright. A little bit of the lower part was missing, making a distance between the wall and one of the metal bars big enough for you to crawl through. That's it! You can escape! You took your chance and began to run. You didn't remember where was the exit, so you just carefully followed your instincts. The very first thirty seconds went great, but then one guard spotted you. Oh no! You ran in a different direction and hide in a room. It was a really weird room, really. There were keys everywhere! Fortunately, the guard didn't think about checking the room, so you were safe... for now.

You looked around, admiring the key room. Well, it saved your life, after all. And apparently, it really liked you, because you spotted another door! You opened it and found dragon cages! There were no guards - they were probably still fighting Whispering Deaths - but there were lots of other dragons. Few Monstrous Nightmares, Deadly Nadders, Gronckles, and at the very back of the room a Skrill. Yes. A Skrill! And not just any Skrill. It was the one that met Hiccup and Toothless. You were in shock at seeing it. Didn't Hiccup set it free? Why is it here? The Skrill is intelligent enough not to be caught! You curiously went to its cage and found out the Skrill was kept in a little pool of water, so it couldn't shoot the lightning. "You poor thing," you said, but the Skrill growled. He looked frightened and hide in the corner, so the only thing you could see were spikes on his head and dark purple color. You badly wanted to touch it, but you knew that it would hurt you. "I will get you out of there!" You run back to the key room and checked all the keys. All of them were marked - and one of them had Skrill word written all over it. "Yes!" you said to yourself. But that was when the guard finally found you. "There you are!" he hissed and went after you. You reacted quickly and run towards the Skrill. He wasn't happy to see you, but when you tried to open his cage, he came out of the darkness and exposed his teeth.  "It's okay. I want to help you," you whispered, but that was the time when the guard caught you. "No!" you yelled and tried to fight back but it was no use. The guard was stronger. You looked back at Skrill, finding him looking back. He wasn't exposing his sharp teeth anymore. He looked as if he was thinking. 'Well, hopefully, he is intelligent enough to see, that I am not his enemy,' you thought. 'Or else, I'll be dead.'  Just as the guard finally realized you're not fighting anymore, he loosed his grip. But that was a bad move for him because you easily slipped out. "Hey!" he roared surprised. But it was too late. You opened the Skrill's cage. You didn't know if you should have been scared or happy, but either way, it was your only chance. He was your only chance.

And he knew that!

That's why he quickly flew out of his pen, taking you by his strong legs, and passed the frightened guard. You just hang there, shielding your eyes from the wind and waiting for the Skrill to find the exit.

Now and there he shot the lightning, but it didn't scare you. You somehow started to trust him. Well, you saved him and now he is saving you - and that's enough to begin to bond with a dragon, right?

After he found his way out of the Berserkers' island, he landed on some rock. "Thank you," you said. He just purred, placing his body right in front of you, watching your every move.

You looked away. "It may sound crazy, but even though people are more afraid of you than of the Night Fury, I don't. I trust you." You reached out your hand towards him, focusing your eyes on the ground. "Do you?"

The Skrill placed his nose against your palm and you smiled.

"Now, what should we call you?" The Skrill looked at you with his big eyes, understanding your every word. Just as you were thinking, he shot his lightning towards the clouds. "Hm, Bolt?"

He didn't complain, so you smiled and scratched his scaly skin. "Bolt it is then. How about I introduced you to my family and feed you some fish?"

As much as Bolt enjoyed the scratching, he licked his mouth and lowered his body, so you could hop on. This was the start of your relationship.

Hideous zippleback-

It was late in the morning and you were just leaving your house. You had a great dream and you were well fed. 'Well, this is going to be a really good day,' you thought. You headed towards the woods and soon found a little cave. It was small as your bedroom and it had this really big opening that kind of looked like a large window.  "Hello," you greeted your two friends, Odias and Hanka. "Here is our sleeper!" said Odias amused, while he was drawing something on the paper. "Why do you always sleep so long? It's almost lunch!" "Gotta get my beauty sleep." You sat down next to Hanka and asked: "What have you guys been doing?" "Playing with Bea," she simply answered and took the little Terrible Terror from the ground. "She is so lovable, isn't she?" You looked at Hanka's bright red dragon and scratch it under the chin. "Yeah, yeah," you agreed, but you haven't sound as enthusiastically as she.  "Why don't you get your own little dragon?" She asked you and smiled at the thought.  "Err, but it's just a Terrible Terror. What's the point of having a dragon, if you can't ride it?" Suddenly, Hanka became angry. She couldn't believe what you just said! She felt insulted. "What's the point of having a dragon, if you're not brave enough to get one!" "What did you just said?!" You two stood up and faced each other. "I am brave!" It was normal for you to have a fight with Hanka. I mean, she has been your close friend since kindergarten and arguing with her was quite normal. "Then prove it!" "Fine!" And without another word, you left the cave. You needed to chill out. The forest was warm at this time of the year so you decided to take a short walk. "Not brave enough," you mumbled under your breath. "I'll show her." After like ten minutes, you found two Terrible Terrors playing with each other. You sat down next to them and they curiously came closer. You scratched one Terror's head and it purred. "You dragons are soo easy to get." You picked one up. "Come on. Let's get you to Hanka." Terrors still thought you are playing so they didn't mind going with you. They looked really happy, but you were so annoyed, you almost didn't see a movement from behind the bush. "Who is there?" you asked out loud while placing the Terror back on the ground. "Hanka?" Is she stalking you? Or is just someone pranking you? "Show yourself!"  The creature came from behind the bush and your eyes opened wide. It was a goldish green Hideous Zippleback with red spikes. Its heads were calmly looking from you to Terrible Terrors. The Hideous Zippleback probably sensed you were a friend to dragons and that's why it came from its hiding place. "Well, you will help me with my 'Hanka problem' just fine," you smiled, forgetting all about two Terrible Terrors. You reached your hand and touched one head. "But maybe I should name you first." You touched another head and scratched it. The Hideous Zippleback liked it and fought for your attention. It was amazing how one dragon can have two personalities.  "How about Vengeance and Revenge? I think it'll suit your next task."  *** "Where are you?!" yelled Hanka. "Look, I am sorry. I shouldn't have said you're not brave!" "Yes!" agreed Odias, yelling as well. "She is an idiot! Now don't be angry! Show up!" They have been searching for you in the forest for the last ten minutes and your amusement just grew. You have been looking at them from the sky (of course, you have been riding Vengeance and Revenge as low as possible for your friends not to see). "Show yourself! Please!" While Hanka yelled, Vengeance quickly showed Odias from the ground and put him onto his neck. He looked shocked but after he saw you, he grew mischievous as well. "Odias! Where are you?!" Vengeance and Revenge hid themselves in the bush and when Hanka turned around they roared.  "W-who is it?" She held her Terrible Terror so tight you had to cover your mouth not to laugh. "Now," you whispered to your new dragon and it jumped from behind the bush. Hanka fell on the ground looking pale as the moon and breathing heavily. You and

Odias burst in laughter, jumping from the dragon. "Got you!" "What?" asked Hanka. "That's my new dragon. Vengeance and Revenge," you said casually. "Still think I am not brave enough?" Hanka stood up - but she didn't look angry nor pale. She just looked sorry. "Ok. I am sorry. You got me." You two smiled. "But seriously, you've got yourself a dragon and named him Vengeance and Revenge just to show me up?!" "Yep." "Well, I should've known." "Wanna ride?"

(had to put that gif there lol)

Razorwhip-

It was that time of the year when Gothi gave you a list of ingredients you needed to find on the Healer's island. You really liked doing it. You had a free day for yourself just collecting flowers and stuff. Who wouldn't want that, really? Every time, you pick some random Gronckle to give you a ride, so you don't have to get to that island on the boat. You really liked Gronckles, but they weren't your type of a dragon. You wanted a strong and fast one. But there wasn't enough time to find you your own dragon, so you just used Gronckles when they were needed.  It was a really great day. Sun was shining, birds were singing and your basket was slowly being filled. At the time you were heading towards the rare yellow flower, you heard a loud sound - as if someone was smashing a piece of metal against another piece of metal. It was weird. As you were wondering what could be possibly making that sound you saw it. A female Razorwhip. From what you could see, it accidentally got its long neck in the rope that was hanging from the tree and when it was trying to broke free, it sliced the tree in half and as the tree fell on top of the dragon, it knocked off one big stone from the rock wall and that stone fell on the dragon's wing, trapping it completely. "Oh my gods!" you exclaimed looking at this mess. You immediately dropped the basket for Gothi and made your way towards the poor Razorwhip. Your steps were slow, but that didn't stop the dragon from being scared. It raised its tail and shot the spines but because of the fallen tree, it was unsuccessful. "Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you!" You made your way back towards your basket and found a dragon nip you store there for Gronckles. You picked it up and made your way back to the Razorwhip. You didn't get too close, of course, just enough for the dragon to smell the dragon nip. When you saw that the dragon relaxed, you decided to come even closer. And fortunately, the Razorwhip let you. You let her smell the green plant some more, but then you let it fell to the ground so you'd get the dragon's full attention. It was a girl - cause it had really long eyelashes - and her eyes were, unlike Windshears, red. But not bloody red, more like strawberry kind of red.  "Now let me help you," you said while reaching your hand. Razorwhip had to be really intelligent because it pressed its scaly head against your palm, letting you touch it. She probably knew you were her only chance now. After you caressed her smooth metallic grey scales on the head you took insight into her full appearance. Well, you definitely needed some help with that stone on her wing and also with that entire tree, but the loop on her neck could be removed easily straight away. "Now I will take my knife and cut that rope off your neck, okay?" you informed her. "Please don't freak out, I won't hurt you with that knife."

Razorwhip purred, so you carefully took out the knife from your pocket and did as you said. The dragon didn't even flinch. "You're a brave girl, you know?" you said happily because it went so easy. "How about I call you Fearless?" She looked happy since her neck wasn't in the loop anymore so you could tell, she was content. "Now how do I take care of this?" You made your way towards the stone and then the idea hit you. "Wait here I'll get some help!" Fearless roared for you, but you ran away. Soon, you came back - but on a happy green Gronckle. "We'll get that stone away, okay Fearless?" you asked and fly towards it. "Don't worry, it will be over soon!"Gronckle's strong legs lifted that rock up and placed it on the grass. Then you made Gronckle do the same with the tree. It was tough at first, but with Fearless's help, you actually managed to break her free. "That's it!" you yelled happily and quickly made Gronckle land on the ground, so you could hug Fearless. "I told you I'd help you. Is your wing alright?" She raised both of her wings straight up to the air, showing you her strength. You laughed and waved at the leaving Gronckle. "Now, do you want to help me found a yellow flower? After that, we'll get you some sea slugs and you could come home with me back to Berk!" You were really excited about creating a bond with her! But so was she.

[juletheghoul]

Ok so first of all, congratufreakinglations on the followers!!!!!!!!!!!!! Second of all, and you should expect this from me, I had a thot about Domum....and feel free to ignore this if it's too much but after @ezrasbirdie and her Dave York rare fic, I've been thinking...Max can scent a few days earlier when it's about to be that time of the month, and it's the first time since he's moved in you know and he doesn't know what to do with himself and he's afraid he'd lose control so he's a bit distant and you notice and you confront him about it and he tells you and he's all shy and doesn't want you to be afraid of him but you just-

"Well you might as well anyway...but only if you want."

And it's like Christmas to him and well, you know how the rest goes :D

Okay. first of all BITCH. 💖💖

Thank you!💖 Lol and SECOND OF ALL HOW DARE YOU. This sent me into a spiral of Max FEASTING on you at that time of the month.

I know you're just as obsessed with Domum Max as I am so, a gift for you my love.

Pairing: Max Phillips x f!reader (Domum universe)

Warnings: smut under the cut (18+ NO MINORS) oral sex f-receiving, period pussy eating so... look away if that's not your thing, language, soft dirty talk

He was pulling away.

Max was a physical creature, he luxuriated in physical touch and he made it quite plain that he liked to be close. Practically purred when you scratched at his scalp, or ran your fingers down his back after a feeding. It had barely been two weeks since he’d moved into the cottage however and you knew things would ebb and flow so the first day he seemed a little distracted you ignored it.

By the third day however it started to worry you. He was distant and he spent most of his time outside, quite obviously ignoring you. This would not serve.

“Max, can I speak with you?” He jumped at the sound of your voice, looking half wild when you got too close.

“Yes my love?” His voice was calm, but you could see the tension in his shoulders and it was starting to vex you.

“Are you tired of me Max?” The words bubbled up, startling even you. It wasn’t how you wanted to start the conversation. His brow pinched in confusion. “You’ve been avoiding me, even now you’re keeping your distance.” You couldn’t hide the hurt in your voice and you saw his features soften at the realization. He was at your side in an instant.

“No, heavens no, I’m sorry my love. I’m not tired of you, I could never tire of you-” He kissed your hands and then you noticed the hesitation, whatever it was he was ashamed. “It’s just - I can smell that your moon-blood will be here soon and I can get a little… primitive. I didn’t want to scare you.” He was staring at your feet.

“You’ve been acting like this for a couple of days, you could smell it even then? Fascinating.” Your eyes lit up with curiosity, it made sense. He was a vampire, and you bled.

“You aren’t upset with me?” His voice was soft and you melted for him.

How could I be upset?

“Why would I be upset? Makes perfect sense. I’m really curious as to how you can tell.” You pulled him into the cottage, wanting to lay with him in your bed.

“Well, it’s a change in your scent, I suppose I’m smelling how fertile you are but I know it’ll be very soon, maybe even later on.” He was back to himself, his big palm on the back of your neck affectionately.

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He was right, a few hours later you were cramping and the bleeding had started. Your cramps had always hit you like a cannonball the first day.

“Let me help you, my love.” You could tell he was ravenous as he lifted off your simple shift, as he removed your undergarments and the wool you usually used. You were a little hesitant at first but orgasms always helped and you couldn’t deny the desire he had for you. He settled you down in your bed, making sure to put a cloth beneath you.

“Let me lick you clean, pretty girl.” He was inhaling you and the sight of him gazing at your blood-stained sex so eagerly sent a hot spike of arousal through you.

“I’m a little embarrassed Max, I feel unclean.” You spoke softly, laying there so exposed. Your breasts tender, bloated and aching. He took your hand and placed it in his hair to guide his movements as he kissed at your mound. Worshipping you.

“Nonsense my love, you are a goddess - let me drink.” His hunger got the better of him and he dove in, gathering your blood and slick alike and drinking you down. The strong muscle of his tongue probing as deep as he could and you felt the tiny little nips of his fangs with each thrust. He was groaning into your skin, frantic to swallow every last drop of you.

He focused on your clit, sucking into his mouth while his hand kept your legs spread wide. His fervour melting into your very soul. You felt your blood drip out but it never made it to the bed, he caught it all, savouring the flavour of you. Your first orgasm ripped through you violently, making you clench - legs wanting to close around his ears but he wouldn’t let you. Iron hands kept you open and pulsing, throbbing under his tongue.

“Max, god Max you can stop…” The words died in your mouth when his fingers carved into you and you moaned almost obscenely, hearing the wet suck of your cunt around them.

“No.” He said simply, diving in again to catch whatever had gathered between his fingers and the second orgasm took your breath away. He didn’t stop there either.

By the third you were a whimpering mess, begging him to stop. He looked up at you, eyes wild with your blood and slick shining on his chin, fangs pearl bright in the soft light of your cottage.

“I don’t want to stop my love, I want to feast upon you until the sun comes up.” There was a predatory glint in his eye and when you said nothing, he continued.

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[sugurus-slxt]

hi hi! if it's cool, could i maybe request some hc's for asahi with a short female s/o??? like what would dating him be like and things like that. thanks! lots of love ~ no.1 asahi simp anon

Hi! Of course. I’ll try my very best here so I hope you like it. Love <3 ~ Sar-chan

Asahi with a short s/o HCs

So we all know Asahi is a super sweet angel, no matter how scary people may think he looks the boy is a gigantic softy.

I think originally before you guys got together he’d think you were scared of him and given your height difference, he’d try to avoid you.

If you wonder how you guys ended up together, I think Noya would steal Asahi’s love letter and give it to you.

He would be in such disbelief that you like him back and then super blushy.

When both of you are in crowded places he would hold your hand super tightly but if you are comfortable with it he’d much rather carry you seated on his shoulders. If you are in more open areas pinky linking.

He is very nervous about PDA but he will give you kisses on your hand but when you guys are at home he will not hesitate to kneel and do it like a prince (he still gets flustered \\\\\   \\\\\)

High shelf no problem, he’ll gently place his hand on your waist while leaning above you to get it. Then before he goes back to what he was doing, he’ll place a kiss at the top of your head.

Sometimes he’ll ask “A-are you s-sure that’ll work? Y-you know because of your height” He gets a bit nervous because he doesn’t want you to think he’s making fun of your height.

Though Asahi trusts Noya if he gets too close when comparing heights he will grab you and hug you. Noya would laugh it off and Asahi would just apologise profusely. He can’t help how he feels so please tell him it’s alright and give him head pats.

Speaking of head pats sometimes he’ll just bend or stoop to your level not saying anything and waits for head pats

The sitting on shoulder thing, I don’t think he did that on his own. I think you were out with the team and Tanaka decided to give you one. He came and saw you super happy. I think he was jealous and kind of droopy for the rest of the day. When you got home he just found his way into your arms and decided to be small spoon. That was how you were able to get piggyback rides whenever you want.

He really enjoys being small spoon though, even if you are short and tiny (lol I’m sorry for putting it like that but like I’m not that tall either ) it makes him feel super small and he enjoys that a lot.

Koala carries to the kitchen for breakfast if you refuse to get up. He will try to hold you while making breakfast but sometimes it's hard and he puts you on the sofa.

I think once Tsukishima got you a step stool as a joke and received an ace spike to his head which Asahi didn’t mean to do. He literally begged Tsukishima for forgiveness and cried a bit. He just kneeled on the ground,  hugging your legs. Tsukishima told him it was alright after a while but Asahi felt really bad.

If anyone jokes about your height, Asahi will glare at them but even then he will kindly ask them to stop.

He literally melts if you wear his clothes. Even though sometimes they all look like dresses he just thinks it’s so cute. He has so many pictures of you like that, one is his home screen.

His lock screen is a picture of you on his shoulders that Noya took.

Sometimes he’ll plop down on you from a tiring day and forget how big he actually is, when he does realise,  he’ll apologise and turn on his back pulling you a top of him to lay on his chest.

Sits on the ground in front of the couch and lets you do his hair.

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The Oncoming Storm Part 19: Chou

Liu Kang x Reader and Kung Lao x Reader (gonna do both, two paths!)

Heyo, it's that time. Update time! One more Lao chapter after this. I'm ready for more DRAMA tho, delicious drama. Hope you're all doing well! I'm going to be out of town from the 9-15 but you shouldn't notice my absence since I'm preparing stuff to post before then bwahaha. NEW stories soon? Yes. Lots of planning so far. Much love. Sorry this is all over the place LOL. Kung Lao makin you even more confused, my lawd. Update on Tuesday!

Part 18 Part 20 Chapter Index

You returned to the stone path where you found tables had been setup to share with the other guests. Food had been setup nearby buffet style for a fee. You paid, grabbed your plates, and then took your seats amongst the others in attendance. With the exception of a handful of friends on a trip, they were all couples. A woman with short-cropped hair and dark eyes waved at Kung Lao excitedly. Her significant other offered a smile, then turned back to his food, hair pulled back in a messy ponytail. Oh, great, Kung Lao had made friends that morning.

“We saved you a seat!” She said once you were within earshot.

“She saved us a seat, Kung Lao.” You spoke just for him to hear, faking a smile.

“That was nice.” He urged his free arm around your shoulder and you sighed. Fake date or affection. Probably fake date. Were you winning? What were the rules to this game? Kung Lao sat down and made room for you to sit between him and the stranger. “Y/N, this is Sayuri and her boyfriend Kioshi. This is my girlfriend, Y/N.” It sounded awkward. Good. This was going great.

“Nice to meet you.” You bowed your head politely but couldn’t have felt more forced. Sayuri didn’t seem to notice. You could smell plum wine in her glass. It was extremely potent. If Chen were there, she would have spiked your drink, you were certain. Thank god for small favors. The good news was that Kung Lao could talk about anything to anyone and so you didn’t have to. They talked and you thought about other things while pushing your food around on your plate. It looked good. Really good. But you weren’t very hungry.

Your thoughts lingered on that kiss. It had escalated so damn quickly and you’d lost track of everything else. Just when you thought you had things figured out, Kung Lao had thrown you for a loop. You weren’t sure you’d ever forget how much you’d felt like a flower, petals slowly opening up just for him. Ugh. You couldn’t think about it. Focus, Y/N, focus. Kung Lao was animatedly recalling some adventure he’d gotten into in China with Liu Kang. Occasionally he patted your shoulder or nudged you and mentioned you which you returned in kind or smiled to acknowledge. Had to play the part, you supposed.

From what you could tell, hiding places would be in short supply. Much of the caldera was empty and flat. You supposed that behind the entrance gate would work. You could make short work of those walls between the two of you. That would work and it was a much better thing to focus on than the deep ache inside of you when you thought about Kung Lao’s kiss and calling you his girlfriend. How were you going to erase the guilt of breaking into a Buddhist Temple and desecrating it? You didn’t feel good about it at all. Maybe the truth would still work.

It wasn’t like you had a choice at this point. Whatever was in that well you had to get so you would do what it took. Ugh, you were going to end up being arrested at this rate.

Then, Kung Lao was stealing a pepper off your plate with his chopsticks. “Hey!” You scolded him and Sayuri giggled next to you.

“That’s what you get for not paying attention to my stories.” He ate the pepper with a grin. Even the way he ate was attractive. How incredibly unfair.

“Listen, you talk a lot, Kung Lao.” You batted your eyelashes at him playfully and the others at the table laughed. Kung Lao was going to make a snide remark, but you picked up one of the pork buns from your plate and shoved it right into his mouth. He coughed and gagged on it and you couldn’t help but laugh at how ridiculous he was. He took a bite of the bun and then set the rest of it on his plate but was smiling. “See. You talk too much. Going to choke on your food.”

“Jokes on you. I was going to steal that next.” Kung Lao took another purposeful bite out of it. Sayuri tapped your shoulder, cheeks red with drink and then she bowed politely. You had forgotten that most of the people there likely didn’t speak Chinese. You were kind of thankful for the language barrier.

“How long have you two been dating? Kioshi and I have been together for six months. This is our first big getaway together.” Sayuri smiled brightly and nudged Kioshi who slipped an arm around her proudly. Then he whispered something to her in Japanese before getting up and leaving her alone with you. She was sweet enough but you did not know how to answer that question. You and Kung Lao had not discussed any details about your cover. This was exactly why you hated lying. It was too messy. To keep up with the lie you had to keep lying and so things fell apart so easily. You had not thought this through.

“I… umm…”

Much to your surprise, Kung Lao slipped his arm around your waist and urged you to scoot closer to him. It took every single muscle in your body not to swat at him like you usually did. “We go way back.” He sounded natural. Effortless. “I’ve known her since she was… this high?” He used his other hand to gesture just above the height of the low table. He’d been awfully ready with that response.

“Oh, that’s so sweet! Childhood sweethearts? Did you know that you’d end up together even back then?”

“Umm…” You really were terrible at this but Kung Lao wasn’t. It made you wonder how much of this was actually a lie to him.

“We were like ten when we first started hanging out so I was just a dumb kid who didn’t understand any of that. I knew that I liked her but didn’t know what to do about it.” He shrugged and leaned close to your cheek as if to give you a kiss there and you leaned away and scrunched up your face so much that he instead laughed and buried his head against your shoulder.

“That’s the cutest thing I’ve ever heard.” Sayuri giggled into her glass of plum wine. You turned to look at Kung Lao. He lifted his head and his eyes flitted back to yours.

“You’re terrible at this.”

“I am so terrible at this.” You were grateful for the language barrier more than ever.

Kioshi returned with a tray that held a familiar liquor bottle and small equally familiar glasses for sake. Your stomach dropped. “Drinks all around! New friends and the Autumn Festival.” He began to place the glasses in front of each of the guests.

“Oh, no, no…” You bowed and pushed the small cup away in rejection. “No alcohol for me tonight.” This was starting to feel more and more like an actual date you’d gone on with Kung Lao without even realizing it. It was hitting all the notes. Cute trip to a foreign place. Cute meal. Intimate conversation. You’d even made out a little. This was not supposed to be a pleasure trip. Also, and more importantly, you were not dating Kung Lao.

And you had kissed Liu Kang, so this was too complicated. No liquor! You could hear Chen in the back of your mind, telling you to drink, telling you to lower your inhibitions and just pick right up where you’d left off in the shrine.

“That’s probably for the best.” Kung Lao pushed his cup away too.

“Come on. Just one? For luck!” Sayuri pouted, pushing your cups back toward you.

“She won’t let it go until you do.” Kioshi chimed in. The rest of the occupants at the table were taking the cups gratefully with a bow as they were filled. It suddenly felt rude to turn down the drink so you took your cup back with a sigh. You supposed one drink would be fine. Then again, with the blood thinning problem, who knew? You’d be fine, you coached yourself. Kung Lao gave you a nervous look as though he were thinking the same thing. You were suddenly aware of how little you’d eaten. You picked up the last pork bun on your plate and ate it as quickly as you could. There. No more empty stomach.

Sayuri lifted her cup and the rest of the table did the same. So did you. The sake was hot and you took a sip of it and winced. Kung Lao downed his in one fast motion. He then set his cup aside, upside down so that no one would refill it. You were grateful for that. The last thing you needed was to be drunk while desecrating a Buddhist Temple. He continued his chatter amongst the others while you sipped until the sake was gone. Then you placed your cup next to his upside down. The sun had gone down, and the lanterns glowed a brilliant orange, illuminating the temple in warm light. You turned on the bench to face away from the table. Your cheeks were warm and the annoying overthinking had briefly stopped. At least it hadn’t taken you from zero to drunk.

Kung Lao turned to sit with you and with him, came the rest of the couples at the table. They gathered around in front of you and sat on the stone while swapping stories and histories. Some were schoolteachers, others were businessmen. Each came from an interesting and diverse background. You didn’t weigh in much. Your Japanese was just not good enough to keep up. The hum of conversation and the warmth of the sake were enough to make you sleepy.

“What about you, Kung Lao? What do you two do?” A stranger across the way asked. You didn’t remember introducing yourselves to these other people but you supposed that Kung Lao had captivated everyone’s attention. You had been more focused on why you were really there for the night. Kung Lao searched for the words to explain what it was he did. It was the first time that evening where he had struggled to come up with a lie. You decided to help him out with a little bit of truth.

“He’s a martial artist.” You patted him on the back and he forced a smile. You had done so purposely pretty hard. “And I teach martial arts.” You had. That wasn’t a lie. Immediately, people were gushing over you. “I just teach. He’s quite good.” You smiled at him, redirecting all of the attention back onto him. Sayuri leapt to her feet, wobbling with drink, excited.

“Oh! Oh! Show us something cool!” She grabbed your hand as though you had known each other far longer than an hour.

“No, no.” You laughed politely. “The sake went right to my head. I’ll pass.” You bowed. Much to your surprise, Kung Lao leaned closer to you.

“You okay?”

“I’m fine” You assured him. “But you should show off a little. You’re good at that.”

“I planned to. I need a partner but if you’re not feeling up to it.” He made another playful kissy face and you shoved him away, inciting more laughter. Kung Lao stood up, fingers brushing over the brim of his hat before he pulled it off and offered it to you to hold. You slipped it on top of your head instead. He patted the top of it. “I need a partner since Y/N won’t help me.” He spoke in Japanese as he walked into the sand below the stone path.

“Go! Kioshi!” Sayuri pushed her boyfriend to his feet but he looked incredibly nervous even if he did as he was asked. Kioshi bowed to Kung Lao after joining him in the sand.

“Now come at me.” He instructed and Kioshi did just that. Kung Lao grabbed his arm, twisted him back and then flipped him onto the sand, inciting a gasp from the crowd. But even as the man nearly struck the ground, Kung Lao crouched and stopped his momentum then helped him to his feet. Everyone applauded, and you offered him a slow, unimpressed clap. Kung Lao showed Kioshi how to do a few other moves then countered them. Poor Kioshi. He just wanted to impress Sayuri. You caught Kung Lao looking to you every so often and tried not to apply that exact thought to you. He knew you thought he was good. Right? He wasn’t showing off for you was he? Fake date or affection? You had no idea but you were pretty sure you were losing this game.

If he wanted to show off, you’d make him work. “Do a flip!” You yelled and Kung Lao looked to you as if to admonish you for putting him on the spot. Everyone else was chanting do a flip and you pointed to them as if he had no choice now. He rubbed his palms together then leapt back onto the stone walkway. He stepped to the edge of the stone and then instead of walking off, he flipped through the air, legs high above him before landing as if it were nothing at all. He really was a delight to watch. When he turned back around, he blew you a kiss and then pointed an accusatory finger at you. You covered your face with your hands as your cheeks turned red and Sayuri whistled almost directly in your ear.

This was a pretend date, you reminded yourself.

A pretend and very convincing date with Kung Lao.

It had felt so natural that you had to continuously remind yourself that it was pretend. Your face hurt from smiling and was red since he kept flirting with you even when he was just showing off something he had practiced his whole life. The crowd took over with simple requests and so he was preoccupied for a time and it gave you peace to recover from your embarrassment and for the sake to run its course.

When he was finished, the crowd politely applauded and thanked him for humoring them. You applauded with them and when he sat back down next to you, he sighed contentedly. He hadn’t even broken a sweat. The group had taken to talking amongst themselves again. Some discussed that the last bus would be coming to get them in the next hour or so.

Kung Lao turned to you and pulled up the hat on your head and tugged the strap free before gently tucking it beneath your chin. It was way looser on you and he tugged it with a smile to urge you a little closer. You averted your eyes but couldn’t hide your delight. “So, how’d I do? You didn’t seem too impressed.”

“You’re great Kung Lao, but you already knew that.”

“I know. I just wanted to hear it from you.” He took the hat from you and then slipped it back on his head. “Cute hat. I think I’ll steal it.” You watched the others chat and then Kung Lao stood and offered you his hand. “One last walk by the water?”

“Sure, I guess.” You sighed and took his hand before getting up. You were supposed to be discreet so that no one would notice you were missing when you hid. So much for that. Perhaps you would say goodbye in a moment and then find somewhere to hide until everyone else left. That would work. Kung Lao leapt off the stone path and offered you help down which you took. Then you let go of his hand walked closer to the water. Kung Lao didn’t follow you immediately, but you could feel his eyes following you.

Then he jogged to catch up with you. “Y/N?” You turned to face him, and he stopped in front of you. He took a purposeful step closer to you, denying you personal space. You were forced to tilt your gaze up to meet his.

“Yes?” You asked skeptically. He rested one hand on your hip, and you cocked a curious eyebrow as if to dare him to keep going. You would ten thousand percent pin his ass into the sand if you had to. He tilted your chin up and examined your face before letting his fingers brush down your jaw and over the side of your neck. His eyes followed the trail of his fingertips and you stiffened up but didn’t back down. He leaned ever closer and you very bravely, at least you thought it was brave, refused to turn away, even when his lips drew ever closer.

“…you’ve got something in your teeth,” he whispered with a grin. You laughed and smacked his hand away from your neck and then stepped back and pointed an accusatory finger at him.

“I am going to knock you on your ass and throw you into that toxic lake if you keep that up.” You threatened, walking away from him.

“Well, that’s rude!” He caught up to you and so you shoved at him again with a laugh and kept walking while he stumbled in the sand. You heard him get closer again and so you turned to warn him that you were going to follow through on your threat but he grabbed your arm, pulled you close, and without any warning or pretense, his lips pressed against yours. He was still laughing and you could feel the reverberations of the sweet sound moving through your lips, down your throat and sending shivers down your spine.

It made you smile and as if they had a mind of their own, your lips betrayed you and kissed him back. He held you tight to steady you in the sand and then pushed a stray hair from your face, then urged you to tilt your head even further back as he opened his mouth wider to deepen the kiss, taking each moment greedily for his own. His lips still tasted like the damn pork bun that you’d shoved in his mouth and that made you laugh.

His arm slipped around you and his hand met the small of your back and pulled you tight against him. His warm body pressed against yours woke you from the romantic reverie he’d slipped you into.

“Nope,” you muttered against his lips and then pulled back, leaning away from him since his arm held you captive.

“Oh?” Eyes half-lidded, Kung Lao seemed confused as to why you’d stopped him. Your stomach dropped. That look in his eyes was killing you, something more than romance, closer to lust. Your stomach was doing flips again. Affection or fake date? This one was easy. “Sorry.” He very suddenly realized that it may have been inappropriate and pursed his lips while he searched for the inevitable elusive lie that he would feed you as an excuse for his behavior. “Got carried away.” That was not so much a lie this time.

“Sure you did. Because of all the people that we’ve lied to, right? Had to act the part of doting boyfriend? You came up with our origin story very quickly, by the way.”

“Oh?” He was again at a loss for words, very unlike him. He turned to look at where the others were still gathered on the stone path by the tables. “Oh! Yeah. The act. That thing. Right.”

“Wow,” you whispered but your brain was screaming. No words. Just screams. The panic was real. This was a mess. A huge mess. How had you slipped so naturally into these roles? There were no other words for it than a total and complete fucking mess. He let you go and then went on talking like nothing had happened. He tried to lead you along the sand again.

What were they going to do? What were you going to do? You couldn’t date them both! You had already kissed them both and felt terribly guilty about it. You even felt a little slutty which was never a word you would have used to describe yourself as much as Chen wished that you would.

Maybe slutty was too harsh a word. Your lips, at the very least, were very slutty.

Kung Lao was listing off potential places that you could hide while you waited for the monks to end their night. He’d managed to go back to being his normal self. You couldn’t turn that off so quickly. The rollercoaster was back and there was a huge drop just ahead. You had nothing to say, no input even when he asked you for it. You kept walking alongside him instead, the screaming in your head now mixed with chaotic laughter at the improbability of the situation. You had to make a choice eventually. But both of them were so different and your connection to them was even more so. You had to stop thinking about it. There was no solving this now.

“Did I make it weird?” His words finally slipped through all the screaming which stopped very suddenly.

“What? With your bad jokes and all the showing off?” You instantly found refuge in sarcasm. Oh god, you were so alike in some ways. Kung Lao cocked an eyebrow as if to say you knew exactly what he was referring to. “Oh. Oh, yeah, that kissing me thing you keep doing.”

“Yeah, that’s the one. That’s the thing.”

You huffed. Where to start? Most important of the things bothering you, you supposed. The truth. “I kissed Liu.” You were surprised by how confident you’d sounded. You hadn’t actually said it out loud before. “And I wanted to kiss him.”

Kung Lao did not seem surprised by this revelation. In fact, he seemed very unsurprised. “And did you want to kiss me?”

You stuttered because that was not the response that you’d expected. Wait. Did he already know? Were Liu Kang and Kung Lao gossiping about you? The screaming was back but this time it was angry. You pinched the bridge of your nose and then grunted in frustration and made to walk away. Kung Lao grabbed your arm to stop you.

“Did you?”

“Yeah, I suppose that I did.” Getting those words out was like pulling teeth. You didn’t know what anything meant. Everything was chaos and nothing mattered. “I can’t kiss you both.”

“I mean you did so you obviously can.”

“You know what I mean!”

“Do I?”

“It has to stop.”

“For you? Or for me? Or for Liu? You’re being very vague, Y/N.”

“Are you being purposely frustrating? For all of us, Lao.” You tapped his chest with each word and he laughed. “You have no idea how this is eating me up! I’m so confused. My heart hurts. No more. No more of it.” You weren’t sure how you were going to stand by this declaration when they just went for it so freely but damnit, you were frustrated.

“I guess that’s fair. Only sort of though. How come you get to decide? I’m part of this too.”

“Kung Lao, I swear.”

“Okay! Okay.” He avoided your gaze and his eyes were darting to the side. He was lying? About what?

“What? What’s that look?”

“Uh… ah… what look?”

“I thought you were a good liar, Lao! What’s going on with you?”

“I uh… nothing?” He looked so beyond guilty that you laughed in disbelief.

“Kung Lao? What did you do?”

“That list is way too long to go over right now. We’d be here all week and we have things to do.” He turned away.

“You’re hiding something.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Y/N.”

“Why aren’t you mad, Lao? Aren’t you mad that I kissed your best friend? Hell, I kissed your brother and then also kissed you? Shouldn’t you be pissed? Why am I the one that’s angry?” Your voice was very high-pitched and he laughed at you again.

“What’s the point of being angry? I knew that you and Liu were getting close. Everyone knows. You’re obvious. I’m not stupid, Y/N. I just also decided not to give up.” He sighed but still avoided your eyes and kept checking to see if you were buying it or not. What the actual hell?

“I don’t know what you’re lying about or why you’re lying but I know that you’re lying, Lao. And I know that it’s something important.”

“We have so much to do, Y/N. You’re being crazy. Maybe I will stop kissing you.” He teased and you smacked his arm and gasped. He wasn’t taking you seriously! You took calming deep breaths. Now what were you supposed to do? That hadn’t gone at allhow you’d expected it to. It hadn’t helped you get any closer to a decision. It had only further confused you!

“Of course you will. Because I told you to stop.” You mocked him and he looped his arm with yours. “Let’s go say goodbye to these strangers before I really do push you into the lake and just yell about what a big liar you are.”

“As much as I would love to see that, it’s probably the wrong time to make a display of ourselves.”

“Says the man who has done nothing but make a display of himself all damn day.”

“You didn’t seem to be complaining. You didn’t even try to stop me.”

“No one can stop you, Kung Lao. You’ve made that incredibly clear.” You walked with him back to where the others were gathered. Kung Lao was then his usual charming self, chatting and telling the others that you had to go and had called a taxi to pick you up. You did your absolute best not to roll your eyes but you were seething. Why had you thought telling him would change anything? You supposed that you’d expected him to be angry that you had kissed him after also kissing Liu and would tell you to make a choice. But he hadn’t. Why? Was he afraid that you would choose Liu over him? He didn’t seem afraid of what came next like you were. In fact, he seemed like he wanted to drag this out. You were uncomfortable but you decided, in a breath, to let it go.

Whatever he was hiding would be revealed eventually and when it did, you would call him out on it and gladly. And you would kiss whoever you damn well pleased. For now, you just had to keep your head on straight and focus on the task at hand.

He’d kissed you like it was no big deal. The audacity of this man!

You waved at the others and together you walked to where you’d met the bus. Then you snuck around the gate surrounding the shrine and found a place hidden behind a series of rocks to wait and hide. It was what made the most sense. There was nowhere else to hide without being spotted with so many guests still remaining. As far as you had seen, there were no security cameras.

“You still mad?” He whispered after an hour had passed.

“Confused. Not mad.”

“Don’t be confused, Y/N.”

“Okay. Still a little mad. Almost snapped at you again.”

He chuckled and you pouted. He urged his arm around your shoulder and hugged you close. You were still a little mad but his hugs did feel nice. Comforting even. You were so drained. You hadn’t been prepared for the emotional toll this was taking on you. “I’m sorry.”

“You don’t even know what you’re sorry for so don’t waste your breath.” You swatted his arm and he swatted your hand back. “I’m confused. That’s all.”

“Clearly. Look, I’m not mad at you. I don’t like that you kissed Liu but you’re figuring things out. That’s fine.”

“But Liu…”

“I can’t say that Liu won’t be mad about it but I mean, maybe that will make him seem less appealing.” He grinned and you groaned in annoyance and smacked his arm again. “It’ll all work out, Y/N.”

“It’ll all work out, Y/N.” You mimicked him and he laughed again. “I can’t believe that I have to sit stewing over this next to you, with your arms around me while we wait to break in there. God, I need something to punch.”

“This has been fun.” Kung Lao decided while trying not to laugh. Fun? You huffed again and then leaned your head back against the stone and closed your eyes. You had to stop the racing thoughts and find a way to be okay with what had just happened. Time would help, you decided.

And it did.

You fell asleep.

[buferfliz]

Temptation Waits

I’m crap at summaries which is why i never do them but perhaps i will attempt one for a change. I hope you like it because i do :)

Summary: What happens when you go to a party, get a little drunk, and reveal your dirtiest thoughts to the guy you’re secretly in love with? You didn’t know but you were about to find out. Iwaizumi would know it all by the end of the night.

I made the banner, first one I’ve made actually.

Warnings: 18+, swearing, lots of dirty talk, alcohol consumption, biting/marking, vaginal sex, pussy job i guess though i wish there was a better term, creampie, some fluff because i just like fluff lol.

         You throw back the shot in your hand and retrieve your drink from the bar top. They had gone all out with this party. Nice food spread, bartender, even a DJ but you suppose that was to be expected when you were heading to Nationals.

         Yes, your university volleyball team had finally overcome their archrivals. Aoba Johsai had defeated Shiratorizawa in a spectacular five set match.

         After Iwaizumi had made that final spike it seemed as though the entire gym had erupted in cheers, well everyone except Shiratorizawa and their fans that is. You had never seen the team so happy. Your fellow fourth years in particular had been especially joyous, but no one seemed happier or had bigger smiles on their faces than Oikawa and Iwaizumi. You knew how badly they wanted to defeat Ushijima and his team and you were so happy that they had been able to achieve their goal before graduating.

         That had been three days ago and why this party was taking place. They waited until Friday to throw the party so that everyone could have the weekend to recover from the raucous celebration.

         You weren’t much of a party person yourself but you wanted to celebrate with the team, one member in particular, and you had been invited by said member. Iwaizumi himself had invited you, your lab partner and the man you’d fallen hard for. The two of you were friends, not super close or anything but you had been lab partners for the last two years and now this year as well. You just always seemed to find yourselves in the same classes and since you’d both gotten A’s the first time you’d partnered up you figured you might as well continue to do so. You had gotten along and worked well together and you had been successful each time, all A’s so far.

         That was how you ended up falling for him. Being partners resulted in the two of you spending a good amount of time together working on projects and you’d gotten to know each other fairly well. It’s how you knew just how much this victory had meant to him and his best friend.

         Now here you were at the party primarily because there was no way you’d turn down an invitation from Hajime Iwaizumi. You finish your drink and order another as you scan the crowd. You’d only caught a brief glimpse of the man of your dreams earlier before more people had gone over to him. Congratulating him, you supposed.

         You take your drink. What was this? Number 4? Number 5? You shrug. Regardless of the number you were feeling the effects of the alcohol on your system. You weren’t wasted but you were certainly more than buzzed. I’ll drink water after this one, you decide to yourself as you sit down on a nearby couch and crowd watch.

         You wonder if you‘ll even get to talk to Iwa at this point. It’s still early though as you find out when you check your phone for the time. It was 9:30pm, the party had started at 8pm and you were sure it would continue all night. It was a good thing that this dorm only housed the team otherwise there surely would have been complaints.

         You continue looking around, sipping on your drink as you let your thoughts wander to Iwa. He was a sweet guy. A little serious and sometimes a bit tough, though that seemed to be primarily focused on Oikawa, but he was kind, caring, and smart as well. Your feelings weren’t just purely innocent with him either. He was hot, those sculpted muscular arms alone were enough to make you drool and you bet that the rest of his body was just as drool worthy if not more so. He had been the star of your fantasies a countless number of times as you lay naked on your bed pleasuring yourself. Oh how you wanted to see what he was hiding under those clothes of his.

         You were stirred from your thoughts by the rattle of the ice in your now empty cup that you had just taken the final sip from. You place it down onto the table next to you. Maybe it would be better if you didn’t get to speak to Iwa because alcohol had a way of making you say things that you normally wouldn’t, even if they were true. And right now all your brain seemed to want to focus on was how the taut muscles of his abdomen would feel under your hands or just how big his cock might be. Alcohol also tended to make you a little horny, ok maybe a lot.

Yeah, probably better if you don’t talk to him. You wouldn’t want to embarrass yourself, you’d still have to see him again after this night was over. Still, imagining him sweaty and leaning over you while he pounded into your aching pussy had you rubbing your thighs together.

You need water, time to start sobering yourself up before you do something you’ll regret later.

Before you could get up to go get that water, however, you spot the one person that you at the same time want to see but also don’t. And yet you couldn’t stop yourself from calling out to him.

“Hey Iwa!” You yell as you wave at him, big dumb smile on your face.

Iwa spots you and heads over. He sits next to you on the couch, beer in hand and a smile of his own on his face.

“Hey, here you are, I’ve been looking for you.” He tells you.

“You have?”

“Yeah I wasn’t sure if you’d show up, especially since I know parties aren’t really your thing.”

“Aww, you remembered me telling you that? You’re so sweet.” Damn do I love this man, you think before you continue. “Of course I’m here, you invited me. So naturally I was going to show up.”

You shift in your seat, bending your one leg and bringing it up onto the couch, the other one crossed over it with your foot on the floor so that you can face Iwa more properly.

“Are you having a good time?”

“I am now that you’re here.” You say as you put your hand on his firm bicep, flirtatious smile on your face.

“Well I’m sorry it took me so long to find you then.” He laughs.

“That’s ok, you’re here now.” You gaze into his eyes. “You know, you have really pretty eyes.”

“Thank you. I like your eyes too. They’re beautiful.”

You feel your face heat up at the compliment as the alcohol in your system encourages you to keep talking even though you normally wouldn’t and probably shouldn’t.

“I like you Iwa.”

“I like you too, but just call me Hajime. I keep telling you to.”

“No Iwa, sorry Hajime. I really like you a lot, love you even.” You confess.

Iwa’s eyes widen.

“Are you drunk?”

“No, no. Ok maybe a little but I mean it.”

“Let me go get you some water, I’ll be right back.” He smiles.

“Ok, but hurry.” You pout as he gets up to get you that water.

  That pout of yours had him twitching in his pants as he went to retrieve you a bottle of water. How did you make it look so fucking sexy? He’d be lying if he said he didn’t find you attractive because he did. You’re beautiful as well as sweet and kind. He’d also be lying if he said it didn’t please him to hear your confession. Truth be told he thought you had a thing for Oikawa, you were always staring when the two of them were together. So does that mean you were actually staring at him then? Had you stared at him other times and he just hadn’t noticed?

He thought nothing could make him happier than having beaten Ushiwaka and Shiratorizawa but if you felt the same way as him, well that would be a whole different level of happiness. The fact was that he’d had a crush on you from the start, just something about you drew him in. The more time he’d spend with you and the more he’d gotten to know you had made his crush evolve into something more. He likes you a lot, loves you even to use the words you had just said to him. He wanted to ask you to be his but he thought you liked Oikawa so he wasn’t going to get in the way but now with this new information maybe he should ask you.

Of course you were drunk and even though you said that you meant it, he couldn’t know for sure. You’d most likely forget what you said by the next morning anyway so he wouldn’t get his hopes up. For now he would just revel in your words and touch but not take anything too seriously. He grabs you a bottle of water and a plate with some food for good measure since he wasn’t sure if you’d eaten yet and heads back over to you.

  Iwa hands you the bottle of water as you finish the contents of a small plastic cup. He sits next to you once again.

“What was that?”

“A jello shot and it was cherry too. Do you want a taste? The flavor is still in my mouth.” You smirk.

“Don’t tempt me. You’re lucky I’m a gentleman.”

“But I really don’t mind if you want to be a bad boy tonight.”

He shakes his head and chuckles.

“Sorry I’m only on my second beer so I’m not drunk.”

“Aww.” You pout again. “Maybe you should try drinking some more then.”

You put your hand back on his arm and run it up and down, squeezing the hard muscles every now then. Fuck does he feel good. And that’s just his arm, you think to yourself.

Iwa just shakes his head once more, gaze briefly breaking from your eyes before returning to them.

You wonder what’s going through his mind. You could swear he looked at your lips just now like he wanted to kiss you, but maybe that was just the alcohol and wishful thinking talking.

“I brought you some food too, you haven’t eaten anything yet have you?” He places the plate on your leg that you still have resting on the couch,

“You’re so hot and sweet and caring and thoughtful and hot, oh wait I said that already.” You laugh as you stare dreamily into Iwa’s eyes.

He just smiles at you.

You eat some food from the plate you were given. It had all your favorite things on it. How does he even know that? You think as you find yourself struck once again by how much you love this man sitting beside you. You eat a little more before you continue your ramblings.

“Seriously, you’re the greatest guy. You’re smart and kind and talented. And did I mention hot?”

“Yeah, I think you might have.” He says with a laugh.

“Right, well you are. I bet you’re super popular with the ladies.” You feel a pang in your chest at the thought of all the girls that must flirt with him.

“Nah, Oikawa is the one with the fan girls which is fine with me. I don’t have the patience for that shit.”

“Well they’re missing out then. But that’s ok because it just means that I could be your girl. I promise I’d take really good care of you.”

  He really shouldn’t be thinking what he was at this moment, not when you were being so cute and sweet, but he couldn’t help himself. You were so close to him and you were just so perfect for him. Yeah I’d like to take really good care of you too babygirl, he thinks to himself as his eyes dart to your breasts and then back to your face. He licks his lips before shaking the dirty thoughts away and takes a sip of his beer.

“I’m sure you would.” He says with a smile. “Too bad you’ll forget about all of this by the morning.” He adds under his breath.

You tilt your head to the side.

“What was that?”

“Nothing. Drink your water and make sure you eat some more too.”

“Oh Hajime, the way you’re doting on me and taking care of me is just making me fall harder for you. Unfair.” You say with another little pout before eating more food.

Unfair is right, he thinks. You had no idea what that pout of yours was doing to him. He wanted nothing more than to bite that bottom lip of yours before kissing you breathless. Oh how he wished you weren’t drunk right now, that he knew you meant every word you’d said, that you really wanted him as badly as he wanted you, and that he could take you and make you his. But you were drunk and he would never take advantage of you like that. He would never do that to anyone but especially not to someone he cared about.

He feels you rub up and down his arm again.

“Your arms are so sexy, strong, and toned. I bet the rest of you is too.” You give him a suggestive smile.

Yeah and the things I could do to you with them, he thinks before smirking at you. No. He had to stop these thoughts before his pants got tighter.

“I bet you could toss me around with those strong arms of yours, fold me into whatever position you wanted. Or just pin me down to the bed and fuck me into the mattress.”

Well, he hadn’t expected you to say something like that. He was seeing a whole new side of you and he was liking it. I guess I’m not the only one who’s thought things like that. It made him hopeful. Perhaps you did mean everything you were saying, only time would tell. But now thanks to the visual your words supplied, he felt his cock stiffen. He tries to think about something else to get the situation back under control but your words aren’t helping him in the slightest.

“You must have at least a six pack. I would love to map out the grooves of those abs with my tongue.” You lean in closer to him with heavy lidded eyes and a lust blown stare. “I can only imagine how big your cock is too. I bet it would stretch me out and fill me up so perfectly.”

Well shit. He shifts a bit in his seat as he feels himself harden more.

Practically moaning into his ear, you continue talking filth.

“Pin me down and fuck me from behind, pound into my pussy before flipping me over and putting me into a mating press so you can get deep, deeeep inside of me and then fill me up with—“

“Ok time to get you back to your room so you can sleep it off.” Iwa says, cutting you off.

Holy fuck. He wanted nothing more than to fulfill your every sexual request. But the effects of that were making it difficult for him to hide his growing erection and he knew he had to get himself and you out of there before it became too apparent.

“Did you bring anything with you?”

You shake your head no.

He stands up and you follow, stumbling slightly and falling into him. He catches you against his chest and breathes in the pretty floral scent of your perfume which does not help with his current dilemma. He puts an arm around your waist to keep you steady and begins walking you through the crowd towards the door. He loves the feel of your body pressed against his, he must admit, but now was not the time for that. He is stirred from his thoughts by a familiar voice.

“Hey Iwa-chan, where are you going? It’s only 11pm.” Oikawa calls out to him as he walks by. “Oh I see.” His friend continues as he looks at you clinging to Iwa and Iwa’s arm around your waist.

“Good for you Iwa-chan.” He says with a smirk.

“Oh shut up trashykawa, I’m just taking her back to her room so she can sleep it off.”

“Do you even know where her room is? She doesn’t look like she’s in any fit state to tell you.”

Shit. Oikawa was right, he didn’t know where your room was.

“Don’t worry about it.” He tells his friend as he leads you away.

“I guess there’s only one thing I can do then.” He says to himself as he changes direction from the door to the stairs.

He helps you go up the stairs as you are still unsteady on your feet but it’s proving to be a bit more difficult than he originally anticipated and your destination is on the third floor. So he puts his strong arms, and everything else, to use and picks you up.

“Ooh, are you going to throw me on the bed and have your way with me? Because I’m ok with that.”

“If only.” Iwa says with a chuckle.

He reaches his door, opens it, and sets you down onto his bed.

“Just get some sleep, you’ll be back to normal in the morning.”

“But that’s no fun.” You give him that pout once again.

He lets out a groan as he feels his dick get harder. Damn he wanted you so fucking badly, but he would never take advantage of you. He could have a kiss though, surely that would be ok, right? He really wanted to feel your soft lips pressed against his just once before you forgot all the sweet and filthy things you’d said to him tonight. He smiles at you.

“What if I give you a kiss? Will you get some sleep then?”

Your eyes light up and you smile.

Fuck, she’s so beautiful, he thinks. He likes you even more than he thought, no, he was definitely in love with you.

“Ok but only if it’s on the lips and you have to lay with me.”

“You drive a hard bargain but ok.” Even harder than he would let you realize, he shifts trying to conceal his erection.

He takes off the hoodie that he’s wearing revealing the tank he has on underneath, his sexy arms on full display and the fabric clinging to his defined pecs and abs. He sits next to you on the bed and puts the hoodie on his lap to hide the effects that your words and actions have had on him.

“Holy shit! I thought you wanted me to go to sleep. And then you show me this? Are you trying to tease me to death?” You say with a laugh.

Iwa laughs to himself. He was teasing you? You’d been teasing him all night.

You reach out and rub your hands over both of his arms simultaneously. You bite your bottom lip and he feels his cock react. Fuck that was even sexier than the pout, a groan escapes him as he stares at your lips.

“Are you sure you don’t want to fuck me into the mattress?” You smirk.

If only you knew how fucking badly he wanted to do exactly that.

“Do you want the kiss or not?”

“Well I’d like more than that but yes I want the kiss.”

He leans in and you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him to you crashing your lips against his.

Your lips feel even better against his than he imagined, so soft and perfect. Lips made to kiss his and no one else’s. Before it can get too heated, however, he pulls away knowing he might lose control of the situation if he doesn’t.

“Ok now lay down.”

You do so and he lays down next to you. You snuggle up to him and grab onto his arm. After a few minutes he feels you relax against him, sees the slow even rise and fall of your chest and figures you must be asleep. He takes out his phone and looks at the time, 11:53pm. Now what was he going to do? He couldn’t just leave you here alone, not even to take care of his problem. If you woke up while he was gone you might be disoriented or worse someone might find their way into the room and take advantage of your sleeping form. He knew his teammates wouldn’t but there were a lot of people in the dorm currently and he didn’t know all of them.

He briefly considers just taking care of it right there with you holding onto his arm and sleeping peacefully beside him but decides against it. He doesn’t want to risk waking you up. He looks over at your sleeping face awash in the warm glow of the desk light on the table next to him. He gently brushes the hair that had fallen onto your face behind your ear. I could get used to waking up to her every morning. Maybe I’ll just ask her to be mine when she wakes up, he thinks to himself. A tender smile comes to his face as he watches you before turning his attention back to the ceiling.

He decides to take a nap himself in the hopes that he might be able to calm down some while he sleeps. But with you holding onto his arm, the warmth of your body against his side, and the pleasant floral scent of you surrounding him he wonders if it will help at all. Regardless, he soon finds himself drifting off beside you.

  You begin to stir and your eyes flutter open. Gray light filters in through the window and you decide that you could get more sleep, you feel too safe, warm, and comfortable to get up anyway. You snuggle into the warm body beside you and close your eyes.

Wait. Warm body? Your eyes snap open and you pop up into a seated position as the previous events come rushing back to you. This also causes you to acknowledge the dull throbbing of your head. You figure you got lucky that it wasn’t worse with all the alcohol that you had drank.

Yeah but that was also because I had Iwa taking care of me, you think to yourself.

You look over to the warm body and are met with Iwa’s beautiful eyes fixed upon you.

“Good morning sunshine.” He says with a little smile before reaching over and opening the mini fridge next to the bed.

He takes out a bottle of water and hands it to you.

“Here, drink this.”

You take the bottle from him and take a gulp.

“I’m so sorry you had to leave the party and take care of me. I’m sure you wanted to celebrate more with Oikawa and the rest of your team.”

“It’s ok, I celebrated enough. I didn’t mind taking care of you.”

You smile at him. Fuck how is he so damn perfect and how is it possible that he keeps making me fall for him even more.

“You’re so sweet. Thank you.”

“How are you feeling?” He asks you before teasingly adding, “Do you even remember the party?”

“Yes I remember.” You stick your tongue out at him and take another gulp of water. “I have a dull headache but otherwise I feel ok. Probably because you did such a good job taking care of me.”

“Good I’m glad. Not only did I not mind but I actually kind of liked taking care of you.” Iwa says with a sweet smile on his lips.

Oh those lips, you remembered how they felt pressed against yours and you wanted nothing more than to kiss him again.

“So if you remember, then does that mean you remember what you said to me at the party?”

“You mean when I told you that I was in love with you? Yes.”

“Did you actually mean it?”

Now or never, you think to yourself before swallowing down another drink of water and then setting the bottle on the table.

“Yeah I did. I liked you from the start Iwa, I mean Hajime, and I’ve been in love with you for over a year now.”

You glance away as you feel your face heat up with your confession before looking back at his face and finding him looking a bit surprised. What is he thinking? You think to yourself as time seems to drag on waiting for him to respond.

He sits up and blinks a few times, the two of you close together and facing each other on the bed.

“So you really do feel the same way I do then?” He says, more to himself than you.

“Yes. Wait. You feel the same?”

A smile spreads across his face.

“Yeah, but I thought you liked Oikawa otherwise I would have already asked you out.”

“Oikawa? I mean he is pretty, but I think you’re prettier. So no it’s you, always has been.”

Iwa feels his cheeks warm a bit at your compliment. You think he’s prettier than Oikawa? He feels his smile grow bigger.

“In that case, do you want to be my girl? You did say you wanted to be last night and that you’d take really good care of me, right?”

“Yeah I did. Of course I want to be your girl, Hajime. Nothing would make me happier.” You give him a big smile.

“What if I give you a kiss then?”

“Yes, but only if it’s on the lips.” You say with a laugh as you remember the kiss from before and how it came about.

Iwa laughs a bit and leans in. He gently presses his lips against yours before swiping his tongue along the seam of your lips. You open up enough to give him access and he slips his tongue into your mouth. He sensuously caresses your tongue with his own as you explore each other’s mouths. He puts one of those strong arms around your waist and pulls you against him. You place one hand on his muscular chest as your other travels down to his abs where you begin feeling the taut muscles through the material of his tank.

The kiss becomes more heated as your tongues continue to caress each other. You wrap your arms around his neck, one of your hands finding its way into his surprisingly soft hair. He pulls you even closer, arm still around your waist as his other hand makes its way down onto your hip, his thumb massaging small circles into the flesh there.

With a little bite to your bottom lip, he breaks the kiss. You find yourself breathless, little pants escaping you as you catch your breath.

“I’ve wanted to do that since the party last night.” He says with a chuckle.

You smile at him as your breath begins to even out.

“What? Leave me breathless? Mission accomplished then. Oh and you can do that whenever you like too.”

“Don’t worry, I will.” He smirks. “So do you remember what else you said to me last night?”

Oh do I, you think, but I’m not going to admit to that it’d be too embarrassing.

“You mean when I told you that you were hot and had sexy arms? Because yes I do and both of those statements are also true.”

“Good to know, but that wasn’t what I was talking about.”

Oh I know. You decide to feign innocence and hope he believes you so you furrow your brow like you’re confused.

“No? Did I say something else?” You think you’ve successfully pulled it off until you see a devilish smirk grace Iwa’s kissable lips. Still, you keep your expression neutral.

“So you don’t remember,” he places a kiss against your lips, “saying how you wondered how big my cock is?” He kisses along your jaw. “Or how it would feel stretching you out?”

He starts kissing along the column of your neck, smirking against your skin when a little moan escapes you.

“Um, no?” You say as innocently as possible even though you can feel warmth creep up your neck.

He starts licking, sucking, and biting a trail down your neck, little gasps and moans falling from your lips at his ministrations.

“No? Ok. So what about when you said you wanted me to use my strong sexy arms to toss you onto the bed and then fuck you into the mattress?”

At this point you feel your cheeks growing hotter as Iwa continues sucking and biting, leaving his mark on you for everyone to see. You still won’t give in though, you always have been a bit stubborn.

“Sorry I don’t remember saying anything like that.” You say as you feel yourself becoming more and more aroused.

“Hmm, that’s too bad. Ok I know you must remember this though.” He kisses his way up to your ear and licks the shell of it before nibbling on it causing you to let out a sinful moan.

“What’s that?” You say breathily.

He lets out a chuckle and then whispers into your ear in a sexy tone.

“When you said you wanted me to pin you down and fuck you from behind, pounding into your pussy before…”

He nips at your earlobe hard and you moan louder feeling your arousal pool in your lower belly as your panties and leggings get wetter.

“flipping you over and putting you into a mating press so that I can get deep deeeep inside of you and then fill you up with my—“

“Ok, ok. I remember.” You cut him off.

Iwa just smirks at you.

“Yeah I know you do.” He kisses back down to your neck and onto your collarbone. You tilt your head to give him better access as he leaves even more marks in his wake.

“Ahh, you like marking me up don’t you?”

“Well I have to make sure everyone knows that you’re taken now.” He bites down on your sweet spot and you groan. “That you’re all mine. And besides I don’t hear you complaining.”

“My only complaint is that we’re still dressed.” You say before quickly stripping yourself bare.

He lets out a moan at the sight of your naked body and follows your lead. He rids himself of his clothes, his hard cock slapping against his delicious abs.

You subconsciously lick your lips and give him a wicked grin.

“Looks like I was right about you having a huge cock.”

He just smirks at you before beginning his assault on your newly bared breasts. He nips and sucks at the soft flesh of one while his hand focuses on the other. He takes your hardened peak into his mouth, sucking and massaging it with his tongue.

Your hands find their way into his hair as you throw back your head in pleasure, you tug a bit at the strands which causes him to let out another little moan of his own. Soon he switches sides and lavishes your other soft breast in the same attention as the first.

You let one of your hands leave his hair and travel down his chest and abs, lightly dragging your nails along them before reaching his cock and giving it a few strokes. Iwa removes his mouth from your breast and bites down onto your shoulder, a deep moan bubbling up from his throat as you stroke him. You let out a few moans and pants of your own.

“You know I’m not the only one that people need to know is taken, right?”

“Oh is that so?” He chuckles.

“Yeah, I can’t have anybody else thinking they have a shot at getting you. So now,” you push him down so he is laying on his back and straddle him, “it’s my turn.” You say with a devious smirk.

He just raises an eyebrow, eyes glued to your dripping folds as you make your move. You press your pussy against the underside of his rock hard length, your lower lips parting allowing you to surround him in your wet warmth. You start gliding up and down his cock, coating him in your slick as copious amounts continue to drip from your hole.

“Oh fuck.” Iwa loudly groans as you continue to slide up and down his length.

You lean down, never stopping the rhythm of your hips, and kiss his lips before descending onto his neck. You lick, suck, and bite at the tender skin present there, making sure to leave your own visible marks. A loud moan escapes his mouth as you find his sweet spot and you begin sucking and biting down in earnest.

“Oh shit! Fuck!”

“Oh you like that do you?”

“Yeah I do.” He says as you leave another mark.

“Now everyone will see these and know you’re mine. I hope that won’t be a problem.” You smirk.

“It won’t be a problem at all, I want them to know. But now I hope you’re ready for the consequences of your actions.”

You raise an eyebrow as you look into his lust darkened eyes.

“What?”

“Well you’ve gotten me all worked up now, just like last night, and now I’m going to give you exactly what you asked for babygirl.”

You smile and you feel your pussy clench at the name. Before you can fully process his words, however, he has you flipped over with your face in the pillow, one hand pinning your chest to the mattress and the other gripping your hip hard. Aided by the large amounts of your slick, he easily glides into you despite his impressive girth and size.

“Oh fuuck Hajime.” You groan at the feeling of him stretching you and leaving you completely full. You were right about that too, he filled you up perfectly.

He pauses only for a moment or two before he starts thrusting into you, wet squelching sounds heard with each movement of his hips.

“Fuck! You feel so tight, the way you’re gripping my cock like that.” A loud rumbling moan comes from his chest and he gives your ass a slap causing your pussy to clench harder around his fat cock.

“Ungh, you’re making me feel so good, give me more.” You say with a deep moan.

“Whatever my babygirl wants.” He increases his force and speed, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh growing louder in volume within the small dorm room.

“Oh yesss!” You cry out as you brace yourself against the headboard. He digs his fingers into your hip harder as he continues his animalistic pace, you’ll have bruises there but you don’t mind it in the least.

“Uh ahh, I’m close.”

“Not yet babygirl, not yet.”

He pulls out of you which makes you whimper at the feeling of emptiness, your pussy fluttering around nothing. But it doesn’t last long as he flips you over again so that this time you’re on your back. He smirks down at you as you look up at him with heavy lidded eyes and flushed cheeks.

“Gotta get deep inside you and fill you up with my cum, right? That is what you asked for.”

You give him a blissed out smile and nod as he lines himself up with your entrance and plunges inside. You let out a happy little shriek at the feeling of him being inside of you once more.

“I’m going to give you exactly what you want then babygirl, just relax. I’ll make you feel really good.”

He lifts your legs onto his shoulders and then leans over you, sweat glistening on his face and the warmth of his body heat radiating onto you, as he presses your knees to your chest. He establishes a rough but steady pace. The new angle letting him get even deeper, seemingly bottoming out with each snap of his hips. Every thrust has him rubbing against that sweet spot deep inside you making you see stars.

Your peak approaches even more quickly than before.

“Fuck, I’m so close Hajime. Harder, faster, you feel so fucking good!” You cry out.

He obliges your request and slams in and out of you with wild abandon. You grab onto his arms as you reach your unraveling. You scratch your nails down his biceps, your eyes rolling back as your orgasm crashes over you leaving white spots dotting your vision.

You scream out his name and feel your walls milk his cock for every last drop.

Iwa lets out his own strangled cry, as he too reaches his end, shooting rope after rope of his hot cum deep inside you filling you up entirely.

He waits for his cock to stop twitching inside you before gently pulling out of you. He lays next to you and you cuddle up to him. He wraps his arms around you as you rest your arm across his waist. He gives you a sweet and tender little kiss to your lips as the two of you catch your breath.

“Are you ok? I wasn’t too rough, was I?”

“Mmm yeah I’m ok, I’m a little sore and I might walk a little funny for the next couple of days but that was amazing. You’re amazing. You gave me everything I wanted and more.”

“Anything for you babygirl. You’re all mine now.” He says with an adoring smile.

He gives you a lingering kiss to your lips, loving and soft.

“I love you Hajime.” You say as you rest your head on his chest.

“I love you too, my beautiful girl.”