#tsukishima x chubby reader

[cottonlemonade]

The Art Of Sweet Gestures

word count: 773 || avg. reading time: 3 mins.

pairing: post-time skip!Tsukishima x chubby!Reader

genre: fluff

warnings: spoilers

Tsukishima hadn’t felt jealousy in a long time. Why would he? He had his dream woman by his side, his dream job at the museum, and Hinata was far, far away in Brazil - too far to annoy him. 

But when his best friend got married, and you stood across from Kei as the maid of honor, outshining the bride by a mile in his eyes, tearing up as Yamaguchi read his vows to his blushing partner, the tall man began to frown. The vows were nice, sure, but they were pretty much pure kitsch and ultimately filled with false promises. Realistically, chances were slim that they’d never go to bed angry, that they’d cherish each other every day or that he’d prove his love every minute as long as they lived. He pondered over your dreamy expression at those words for a long time. Since you had been with Kei for over three years, he never expected you to be into that kind of mushy stuff, knowing all too well that when it came to love and compassion he felt awkward and ridiculous putting it into words. He always showed his adoration for you with actions, small everyday things like getting you a coffee or holding doors open for you, holding your hand in public and even going as far as to calling you “honey” when other people were around. 

He decided to put his theory to the test and sent an “I love you” text out of nowhere one day as you sat over dinner in a restaurant. When you fished your phone from your pocket to check what the buzz was about, your eyes widened as if you’d witnessed something magical. Your whole face lit up, and you blushed, and you couldn’t stop grinning at him, even making a big show out of typing out the response of “I love you, too ❤️”. 

He felt like an idiot. In his mind, he rubbed his hand over his face and saw a news headline flash above his head: “Local man discovers sweet gestures lead to happier relationship”. 

He was quiet over the rest of dinner. Even more so than usual. 

“I wanna check in on something at the museum before we go home.”, he announced as you buckled up in the car. You yawned and nodded with a tired smile as he pulled onto the road, resting your head against the cool window. 

The museum was empty except for the night guards. He took your hand, leading you to the art gallery, your heels on the marble floor letting him know when you stumbled because he was too fast so he slowed his steps. 

You arrived at the main exhibit with large masterful paintings of different artists and eras adorning the tall walls. He didn’t know how else to start so he just sort of dove right in. 

“You know that you are more beautiful than all of these, right?”

“I - uhm…”, you blinked in surprise, then frowned, “Hon, are you alright? You’ve been strange all week.”

Why was this your first reaction!? 

“Y/n… sweetheart…”

“Kei, are you cheating on me? Or… or dying?”

“No, you idiot.”

Your face lifted in immediate relief at his casual insult, and although he knew that he meant it affectionately, he wondered if you did, too. 

“I…”, he took both your hands, staring deep into your eyes, “You’re everything I could have ever wished for. You’re smart and sarcastic,” a smile blossomed on your face and he was glad he was on the right track, “you’re interesting and you challenge me. - You’re annoying, too, but in a good way. Although, you do talk a lot sometimes.”

“You’re kinda losing me here, babe.”

“I love you.” He raised his hand from yours to your chin, holding it gently between his thumb and index finger to make sure you looked at him, “You are perfect to me. Perfect for me. And… I hope you know how much you mean to me. I’ll admit I’m not great at showing it, but you do know all that... Right?”

Tears were brimming in your eyes, and you sniffled quietly, then quickly nodded when his brows creased in slight panic at your reaction. 

“Okay good.”, he said quietly and pulled you into a hug, your soft round figure fitting just right into his long arms, “And I’ll marry you someday. Just giving you a heads-up.”

You laughed through your tears, asking jokingly, and slightly muffled into his sweater, “Don’t I get a say in that?”

“I’m not gonna embarrass myself like this in front of anyone else ever again, so no.”

[virtual-bunny]

i think tsukishima would eat your pussy slowly. like you would think he would go mad man mode and eat you out like his life depended on it, and he does, but not for a while. he’ll torture you, giving you kitten licks, circling his tongue around your clit slowly, licking strips up your slit. he’ll stop if you try to shove his face deeper. he would sigh like he was mad at you, and rest his check on your inner thigh as he looks up to you in disapproval.

but once he finally starts to eat you out like his life depended on it, you would try to close your thighs, shove him away because you are so overstimulated it’s starting to hurt, but he is way bigger than you and so much stronger, he would keep your legs open with ease, and would just go back right in when you would shove his head away. but he gets fed up, and stops eating you out completely, pushing himself off the mattress and walked to lay next to you, almost jumping in bed as he lays on his side, resting his check on the palm of his hand as you look at him bewildered and out of breath.

“you need to learn how to control yourself.”

[uravitypng]

Hi! I love your Bully!Tsukishima posts <3 I was wondering what would happen if his princess arrived to class with a bruise that he didn’t make? She’d deny everything at first, using an excuse style “I tripped” “fell on the shower”…but he wouldn’t believe that crap, not one bit!

I kinda want to see more of protective Tsukishima >_<

🍓:3

i'm glad you like my bully!tsukki posts!! this idea took awhile to flesh out and hopefully you like the way this turned out. this is slightly different from the regular protective tsukishima as this bruise was accidental <33

tsukishima remembers every little thing about you, remembers every fact, every mannerism, every freckle, scar and curve of your body so of course he clocked immediately when you walked into class with a bruise just peaking out of the top of your blouse. it's barely visible as the blouse covers most of it and he thinks you may have tried to cover some of it with make up but with it right above your cleavage it's obvious to him.

the entire time all he can think about is you, which isn't uncommon in the slightest, but this time it's all focused on the bruise and how you got it.

he knows for a fact it isn't one of his, plus if for some reason he had forgotten about it you would remember and know better than to ever try and cover it up.

after class you leave quickly, purposefully avoiding making eye contact with tsukishima. you have a feeling he's spotted the bruise that has started forming on your soft skin, as you walked in you spotted him and saw his eyes harden as his eyes looked to where your bruise is. it was just a coincidence you looked over towards him though... it's not like whenever you turn up late and he's there before you you look to see if he's in his regular seat... it's not like you were checking to see if he's here yet or anything...

you turned up late today because you were trying to find clothes that would cover the bruise, all the clothes that would cover it are clothes you're currently washing or are dirty and need to be washed. because of that you spent longer than you wanted to finding something that you felt comfortable wearing and covered as much as possible but you had a feeling after you left your dorm that maybe you should of spent longer finding something because tsukishima might notice, even if it was only a sliver of it visible, and you were right. he did notice.

you were a little too slow leaving the class though because tsukki was able to catch up to you. he looks at your bruise and his eyebrows furrow, loosely clasping onto your wrist and taking you somewhere quiet, neither of you speak yet. you're getting use to this routine of him stealing you away.

he turns to you and crosses his own arms, "talk." you nibble your lip and try to shift your eyes away from him, looking down.

"i... uh... tripped," you say nervously.

"liar."

you pause for a second running through excuses in your head but the whole time tsukishima's waiting patiently, ready to hear if you're going to lie again.

you take a deep breath and look up at him. you can tell him. he won't believe any of your excuses anyway.

"um.. someone accidentally flicked me with a ruler and well..."

there's a pause and you continue looking up at him. "no."

"what... what do you mean no?" you say baffled, you're honestly being truthful right now.

"i promise that's what happened. a friend of a friend was messing and joking around. he had this stupid ruler in his hand and was waving it about and then he playfully flicked me with it. he didn't think it would bruise or even hurt and it didn't hurt! ... that much. it was stupid and an accident." you explain further, wanting him to believe you.

"who was it?" he straightens his back and asks without displaying any emotion in his face or tone.

"we're not doing this again tsukki. it was an accident, just an accident. i'm not giving you any name." you think back to the bully incident.

tsukishima's lip twitches in annoyance. "tell me." you say no again. "i'm sure one of your friends will tell me."

your eyes go wide at the subtle threat, you have a gut feeling that he would be able to get one of your friends to tell him who it was. it really was an accident though.

"one last chance princess."

you hold onto his arm, almost startling him at the sudden contact. "please kei, don't. i promise it was an accident. they were really sorry afterwards and felt really bad about it. they even offered to pay for the drink i had to say sorry."

tsukishima's expression softened momentarily at the use of his given name before going back to normal. maybe he could leave it alone and not do anything about it but you said it hurt, even if it was only a bit. "you told me he hurt you," he starts to pull away from you to leave but you don't let him and hold onto him tighter.

"please kei. it was a mistake. it will fade in a couple days anyway, it's only a light mark. come on, tsukishima." you plead, still holding yourself against his arm to keep him from leaving.

his resolve weakens the more he feels your soft warm body press against him and the idea that the bruise is only light is making him think about how he can cover it with his own bruise, giving you a huge hickey so for now he relents, something he never thought he'd do. the only reason he isn't really chasing after who did it right now was because you asked him not to. you basically begged him not to. you called him kei. if it ever happens again they'll regret it, it doesn't matter if it was an accident.

"i want you to know that if anything else happens i won't stop until i find out their name."

you hum in response, confirming your understanding, and give a small smile knowing that you were able to stop him and he listened to you. you're aware that if it happens again you won't be able to stop him though.

tsukishima gives you a look that says 'why aren't you verbally telling me you understand.' "okay tsukki," you respond quieter than you have been talking all this time, "and thank you," you add on even quieter, almost silently.

he hears but chooses not to respond. "i think i've figured out a solution to the bruise situation." you don't really know if this is a situation but you keep listening. "i'll just have to give you a bigger bruise on top of it." his hand reaches behind you to your skirt and lifts up your skirt slightly before pinching your ass, you let out a yelp, and he smirks. "i think you need another hickey. i think all the others have faded by now and you need a new one."

he knows of every single friend you have but the following day he watches you even closer to see if anyone acts different. he found them. just like you said, a friend of a friend in a study group. it's kind of weird how bokuto owed him a favour and that weekend at a party your friend's girlfriend kissed bokuto, weird right? they broke up obviously.

bully tsukishima masterlist

[itsmeteiiteii]

Things that your favorite character would say to you...

If you were far away from them.

HQ: Bokuto Kotaro, TSUKISHIMA KEI, Sakusa Kiyoomi, OIKAWA TORU, Ryu Tanaka, Iwaizumi Hajime, OSAMU MIYA, Suna Rintarou.

BNHA: Dabi, Hawks, BAKUGOU, Ejiro Kirishima, SERO HANTA.

KNY: Rengoku Kyojuro, SANEMI, Tomioka Gyuu, INOSUKE.

JJK: Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, TODO AOI, YUJI ITADORI, sukuna.

Basically you fav character ♡

[bonkers-4-hatter]

Anon asked: Can I request some headcannons of Tsukishima from Haikyuu with a Tomboy chubby s/o  

Of course anon dear! I hope you enjoy! <3 

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Headcannons of Tsukishima X !Tomboy !Chubby !Female S/O:

People didn’t know you both were dating until his old teammates caught you both in town holding hands.

Doesn’t do much PDA besides holding your hand, but once in a while he’ll give your cheek a kiss especially if you’re on a date.

He honestly doesn’t care that you dress like a tomboy, he wears comfy clothes and he wants you to wear comfy clothes too. 

Doesn’t say it out loud much, but he finds you pretty regardless.

When he picked you up for your guys’ first anniversary, his jaw was on the floor as he saw you dressed in a black dress; one that clung to your chubby frame, outling what you usually had hidden under your baggy clothing.

In private, he does get a little clingy with you, arms wrapped around your soft form and not letting go.

Loves how comfortable you are with your Tomboy style, it makes him feel more calm knowing you’re comfortable enough around him to be yourself.

Doesn’t care that you’re chubby. He likes you and that’s it, doesn’t matter what you look like to him.

Will tease you a bit especially if you look cute while you’re mad or if you pout, he’ll tease you relentlessly, but knows where to stop not wanting to cross any lines.

Buys bigger clothing for himself and will wear them for a bit until they smell like him and will give them to you or leave it where he knows you’ll nab it for yourself. 

Enjoys watching you wear the clothes he wore.

It’s like a subtle way of saying you were his and that nobody should get close to you. 

[lunarvir]

FRIENDS? FRIENDS.

tsukishima kei x chubby!f reader

not a professional writer at all TT, bored writing but I hope you guys like it, kinda ooc bat hehe whatever. Kei here is not that salty sooo🙏 bored writing

FLUFFFF + ANGST

Tsukishima Kei, A new transfer first year in Karasuno High. For the first time that I saw him I felt nothing for him, I never thought that I could fall for a guy like him, he looks nerdy and a bit boring actually absolutely not my type.

As months pass by we got to know each other better, found out that we both like reading comics, playing volleyball, video games, dog, and the majestic taste of strawberry cake. After knowing him for a while I actually thought, maybe this Kei guy wasn't bad after all?

"hey shortie" you sigh as you heard his voice "oh nerd what you doing here?" you replied as you both bump into each other at the coffee shop, "ah, nothing much just getting something to drink, you know schools been though" "is that so? well you won't mind if we go in together? a study date maybe?" "shortie asking me on a date?" then letting out a little giggle "whatever Tsukishima Kei, you could just say no plus! it's not even a date date dramatic ass" you replied while rolling your eyes "geez my apologies your highness, oh well I guess I'll have to accept your offer to have a date I mean a date but not a date date with me" he said while trying not laugh at his own corniness, as you let out sa laugh you both want inside the coffee shop

you both have been sitting and studying together for almost 3 hours, with you actually just wanting to go home and just binge watch netflix series. as you broke the silence asking Kei if he wanted to go to your house and just hang because studying is starting to bore you out, Kei absolutely accepted your offer, considering that your parents were barely home like, everyday and that the two of you were close enough that he always comes to your house to just watch series, to borrow some of your comics and to even play with your dog biscuit.

"damn all of that studying killed me shortie" as he sat his self down to your bed, feeling super comfortable as if it's his own bedroom "ah, yea wanna watch something creepy??" "just look at the mirror then you'll see something creepy and scary" he joked around to annoy me, as i rolled my eyes at him, he finally picked a good horror movie to watch. for me scary movies never really scared me, but for him well I actually never thought that he was a scardy cat.

as we were halfway to the movie we were so close together laying down on my bed, almost like we were cuddling. I didn't thought anything about it until his hands were getting closer and closer to mine, my heart beat rapidly beating as his hands were still getting closer I felt kinda awkward so I asked him "you scared?" "hmm" as he nodded i just went ahead and interlocked my hand into his, then slowly I felt myself slowly sliding down onto his chest feeling his heartbeat beating as fast as mine was. as we finished the movie we were watching, I turned of the tv to scare him teasing him that somebody's beside him other than me, after I teased him I turned the tv back on for the only source of light we had as i complained that it was cold i suggest to turn off the ac but he just offered me a hug, feeling his warmth I never thought we would be this close, never in a million years.

months passed by me and Kei wasn't as close as before, he barely hanged out with me anymore maybe it was because he was getting a lot of fame from playing volleyball and having all of his fan girls around him. I never thought I'd miss his touch, his hands, his laugh, his hair, his voice even his scent. When we were physically close I never had feelings, but when he was slowly drifting away from me I'm starting to miss him and even like him for some reason.

a month has passed by, we were no longer first years. it's summer i know I should spend it going out with my friends but I'm just here in my bedroom remembering all the times we spent, then I finally had the courage to confess my feelings to him, how much I actually liked him.

at first he never took my confession seriously, so i didn't stop giving him unwanted attention. as weeks passed by I guess he got annoyed by me and the finally rejected me properly. him telling me that those touches were just for fun broke me, he never at any intentions nor interest.

END.

[eljiell]

What do we think about tsukishima making snarky comments about random mistakes that you made throughout the day (jokingly ofc) so you decided to revoke his cuddle privileges?

Imagine his shock when you decided that your body pillow was better than your tall, blonde boyfriend. How could you do that? Why would you do such a cruel thing to him? You were giving your pillows kisses and tight hugs infront of him?? This is literally a crime. He is witnessing his fiancee commit adultery.

“Babe, stop.”Tsuki says, moving towards your side of the bed. You ignored him and continued to shower not only your body pillow with affection, but also all of his dino stuffies. “Babe, stop cheating on me, infront of me”

“My boyfriend is so mean! He keeps on nitpicking all of my small, like realllyy small mistakes everyday instead of showering me with kisses and all of that”you sarcastically said to the stuffies.

You couldn’t see it, but you knew that your boyfriend has a pout plastered on his face right now.

“But since I love him so much, and I know that does too and he doesn’t mean anything he rudely says, maybe ill forgive him if he kisses me right now”you added, leaning your cheek towards him.

Tsuki gave you one peck, no, two peck, three?four—a whole barrage.

“Come now, babe. Your real boyfriend is being left out over here” tsuki said, pushing your body towards his.

[seaborgium-dazies]

I'm hooked on touches that leave me weaker

study buddy tsukki helps you relieve tension cw: dubcon (kind of but not really) chubby!reader, f!reader, dom!tsukki, pining!tsukki, kind of pervert! tsukki, college!au, massage, oral f!receiving, teasing, edging, tsukki and reader aren't romantically involved yet a/n: yeah this is self indulgent heheheh wc: 2.5k

kofi / masterlist

Something about your study buddy, tsukki, made your head spin. You match each other's pace, and your study sessions always blend your two moods into a gradient of productivity.

When someone's mood is off, the other neutralizes it, you bounce ideas off of each other, explain concepts and drink shitty black coffee from his dorms questionable machine - a match made in heaven.

Like every semester, exam season sneaked into your life and kneaded stress into the dough that is your fulfilled life. That's how you found yourself sitting on tsukkis light green rug with books all around you and notes in your hands. You felt as if the sun was mocking you with the temperature she bestowed upon you and all you could rely on was tsukkis old fan.

The meager fabric of your tank top housed the swell of your breasts which slightly jiggled with every sharp breath you took. To make matters worse you were pumped on caffeine and it worsened your stress induced behavior, not that you'd ever lay it off.

Tsukki found it painful to see you like that, it didn't hurt his heart to see you like that, it hurt his head. And even though he knew he shouldn't think about you like that he couldn't shake the thought that one or two orgasms would make you return to normal.

You were bouncing your leg as your sharp inhales paired with long sighs filled his room. Your shoulders were tense and your breathing was shallow. It had been getting worse and worse every day and he couldn't wrap his head around why you were in such a state.

Were you too tired to jerk off? Did you think it was below you? Were you just too stressed to get off? Was your roommate too intrusive? Did your door not lock properly? Whatever the reason was he just couldn't understand it.

Tsukishima eyed you but you were so deep in thought that you hadn't even noticed. Your nipples pebbled through the fabric of your shirt and the chub of your ass was so visible that Tsukki would refer to it as 'being handed on a silver platter'. It was clear as day that you were on edge and your pulled together eyebrows proved his point. By now he knew what your body language meant and all of this seemed over the top. But this couldn't have been conscious, it's just not your style.

But what did that mean if it wasn't conscious? Were you subconsciously begging him to fuck you? To relieve your tension?

"Yo, you good?"

Tsukkis voice tore you from the desperate try to understand the topic in front of you and you couldn't suppress the slight whine in your voice.

"I don't knowww, I just can't seem to focus"

You dropped your head in your hands while another heavy sigh rippled through your body. You could feel tsukkis heavy gaze on you as he shared his observation.

"Yeah you do seem pretty on edge"

"I think…. I'll just call it a day"

"Is that going to set your mind right?"

You looked up, the frustration with yourself was practically seeping out of your pores.

"No", you say. At least you were honest.

"I have no idea what's wrong with me"

Tsukki had to hold back a grin at the plan that was laying itself out in front of him. It's like he barely had to lift his finger.

"It looks like you're just tense to me, that's easily fixable"

You scoffed at the flippant way he shrugged his shoulders. With sarcasm dipped words you answered,

"Ah is that so? Fix it then"

Tsukki cocked his eyebrow at the harsh words.

"Alright, shouldn't be too hard".

You couldn't hide your surprise at the turn of events, it's not like tsukki was known for his suave way of being. For a few seconds the only sound in the room was the steady vrrrr of the fan.

Your thoughts were racing and the blush that bloomed in your cheeks betrayed you and exposed your perverted nature. What did he mean by helping you relieve this tension?

He would probably just give you lavender oil or some-

Your breath hitched as he walked over to your place on the rug. Your eyes were open wide and you swallowed hard as you looked up to him. You weren't one to beat around the bush or stumble over your words, yet it seemed like your usual self was replaced by some flustered mess.

"Are you gonna get up? Or just ogle"

"Oh y-yeah right".

After a bit of scrambling you stood in front of him. Sometimes it really slipped your mind how tall he really was. Damn.

He motioned you to sit on his bed and a mischievous glint ignited in his eyes as the color drained from your face. He could clearly hear your quickening breathing as you settled on the bed. The mattress dipped as he settled behind you.

Tsukki reached over to his bedside table and took some lotion out of one of the drawers. Fuck. What a pervert.

He touched the bare skin of your shoulder to move the strap down.

"Get these out of my way"

You complied even though your confusion was running rampant. You slid you straps down your shoulders and winced at the sudden cold feeling.

Lotion hit your back and tsukkis way too suggestive voice made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up.

"Sorry, I forgot to tell you it's cold"

"I-its nothing"

You cringed at the way your voice cracked and the way your clit pulsed. Okay so you had totally gotten the wrong idea, maybe you were the pervert here. Still you couldn't help but press your thighs together at his proximity.

Although tsukki and you were strictly friends, you weren't one to shy away from late night fantasies. You occasionally used his dominant nature to reach that peak, but it's not like you got excessive with it.

And even if you did go a little overboard , who could blame you? The way he stood proud, wordlessly checked up on you, read you like a book and not to forget about his physique. Tsukki was wet dream material, it would be a shame to let that pass you by.

His slender fingers were working the lotion into your shoulders and you were trying your hardest not to let a single sound out.

You were failing, miserably.

Gasps and sighs were the first to come as he moved his finger against your tense muscles.

"Fuck"

A breathy whine accompanied the word and you swore that tsukkis rhythm faltered for a moment. The tension in the room was so thick you could've cut it with a knife and served it with strawberry garnish.

After three minutes of trying to remain deathly silent you couldn't keep it together anymore. He was working those knots as if he got paid his weight in gold to do so.

He pulled gasps, whines, curses and moans from you with ease. And after a certain point you started gripping his sheets for grounding. After a few particularly painful spots he must've hit the grand prize because the spot his hands hit hurt.

"Ow!!"

You turned around with force to give tsukki a mean glare but the view behind you made your breath hitch. His cheeks were flushed red, his hair slightly tousled and you could see the slight full body blush on his deliciously defined shoulders.

Fuck. You had to put an end to this.

You turned back around and let him keep working his fingers into the soft of your shoulders. Your cheeks were burning a bright red and you were sure your pussy had already leaked through your panties when you finally had the courage and decorum to say.

"Thank you, but I think it doesn't help me that much, I should really get going now-"

And as you were about to bolt out of the room you were held back by your wrist. When you looked at tsukki the determined dark look in his eyes made a shiver run down your spine.

"You sure?"

After a dry swallow he continued,

"Sit back down"

And you complied, which made another surge of pride well up in tsukkis chest. To be able to play with you like that, to have you be subjected to his teasing, it drove him wild in the best way.

"You think it doesn't help you, hmm"

He purred the words into your neck, well aware of the way you had been pressing your thighs together.

"I got one more trick up my sleeve. Take off your pants"

The laughter that was unleashed from the depths of your diaphragm bellowed through the room. You had to laugh so much you held your stomach by the end of your little session.

Tsukishima had remained silent, evaluating you from head to toe with a critical expression.

Wait. He wasn't joking?

"What's so funny?"

When you notice he isn't laughing you look at him with shock on your face. Surely he couldn't be serious.

You had no idea how you ended up in this place, really this had been a regular study session and now you were taking off your jean shorts just because he told you to? Like he just needed to tell you what to do and you'd do it? Like he knew what you needed better than you did?

Your movement was gracious, as if you had rehearsed this, as if you were born to play this part. You removed your pants and sat back down on the bed. Uncovered save for your panties and your tanktop, you sat before him. The view made tsukki bite back a groan.

Your chest was heaving and your pupils were blown out in lust. He had no idea that fulfilling one of his longest standing desires was going to be that easy.

"Lay up there"

You followed tsukishimas words and laid on top of his pillows while he was at the edge of the bed. Without breaking eye contact he slid your panties down your legs. And once he had them in his hand he thumbed over the wet spot.

"You're even needier than I thought"

Is all he said before pocketing them. Your jaw fell open in shock. What a pervert.

Without ado he started kissing on your legs, your breath hitching any time he came closer to your needy cunt. In between kisses, nibbles and tongue work he commanded

"Use your words"

Your head was spinning trying to comprehend the situation and you felt as if you were on fire. As if you were in some alternate universe with some alternate tsukki, someone who looked like your taciturn study buddy but was completely different inside.

Your words failed you and tsukkis flicked your nipples through your shirt in impatience. You swore you could hear a bit of nervousness in his voice.

"So you don't want help to release the tension?"

"No, no, I do! I do! Please help me"

Your eager words seemed to satisfy and so he spread your chubby thighs to reveal your pussy. He tried not to look too bothered but he had been fantasizing about your needy cunt for far too long and it's even prettier than he imagined. He spread your lips apart and admired the glistening skin for a moment.

"I had no idea how much you wanted this. How much you needed someone to help you. To do it for you"

You whined at his filthy words. His bulging forearms held your legs open as he worked his slick tongue against your folds. And when he sucked on your clit your thunder thighs involuntary closed around his head.

Tsukki pulled away from your cunt with a smile on his lips. The look on your face was something he'd commit to memory, your mouth was slightly open and your lust blown pupils concealed behind your half closed eyelids. Your chest was heaving, one hand playing with your nipples and the other clutching his bed.

"Be good and enjoy this"

You let out a pathetic "fuuucck" as he slid his slick tongue over your sensitive folds again. He really had no idea what he was doing to you, did he? Delicious friction - teasing words. Sinful suction - a pause that felt like hours. A familiar white light - ripped away again. That shit eating grin on his face only made you whine out in frustration.

The dance between hot and cold seemed to be too much for your brain, it was slowly turning to mush as Tsukki pulled away once more.

"Fuck, please, what do I have to do? tsukki what do I have to do? pleasee just let me cum, please"

Through your whiny mumbling you saw a glimmer of hope, his expression changed for a split second.

"Tsukki please let me cum for you."

Tsukki had been ignoring his boner all this time but upon hearing these words leaving your lips he's reminded of it through a heavy pulse. He knew that by now precum must've seeped through his jeans but he couldn't care less.

It didn't matter right now, with a groan he lowered himself again. And with a "That's right" he started sucking on your clit, this time without pulling away.

It didn't take long for your eyes to cross and for you to see stars. With one more pleasured cry, you came hard. Your walls spasmed and you moaned tsukkis name all through the waves of your climax.

While you lay there, panting and blissed out, a breathy wow leaves your lips. Your consciousness was slipping away and you felt like you were floating in space. Tsukkis hand came up to your face and he caressed the side of your cheek with unfamiliar tenderness.

He vanishes from the room, his cock was throbbing with need because of the moans you let out. But he knew better than to let you see the effect you had on him.

Tsukishima pulled out the panties he had pocketed earlier and inhaled deeply. He freed his cock from his pants, thumbing over the mushroom tip as the scent filled his nose. His cock was lathered in precum even before he began stroking himself.

He held the damp fabric to his face and rubbed his cock slowly. It didn't take long before white ropes shot from my needy cock. His whole body relaxed as the earth shattering orgasm ripped through every cell in his body.

But he knew this wasn't enough. Tsukki knew that after you leave he'd have to jerk off at least two more times. He sighed deeply at what he got himself into.

He washed his face before heading back to his room. The prominent smell of sex mixed with the summer air hit him upon walking in. He spotted you laying on your stomach, your ass in the air.

His inner turmoil was lost on you but Tsukki couldn't help but smile at the fact that he did exactly what he intended to do. Relieved your tension and helped you focus.

Your previously discarded notes were in front of you and you were furiously writing something down, he knew better than to disturb you now. Still, he couldn't tear his gaze from your ass in those shorts. Fuck. Getting through this study session would be harder than expected.

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[mmatchadd]

Can u do tsukishima fluff but a lil nsfw hc where he act nonchalant all the time but once he w her, he's all soft and love to tease her anywhere

Would whisper dirty things to her with a blank face in public

ofc !! ^.^, ty for the request anon! Sorry if I took a while to write this. I was looking for a j*b 🫩

warnings/tags: fluff, suggestive content, fondling, fingering

It was pretty much known that you and tsuki were dating but sometimes other people couldn’t really tell because of how he acts in public. Avoidant of any touch or affection, you know it’s just him and he’s awkward and pretty much masks the fact that he’s a little bit of a loser behind his sarcasm and height.

So you obviously grew accustomed to it and would give him little to no affection in public. Holding hands in crowds, leaning on him and just being by him in general was enough for him and you.

He loves you he swears, and scoffs whenever you feel like he’s doesn’t. Cause even though he may not tell you verbally, he loves you. Even though he stiffly rejects any type of physical affection in public— it’s the small things that matter. Like him letting you borrow his charger or jacket (sometimes). Him buying you food and doing your homework/schoolwork when you were out sick. He’s not boastful and loud about his love in PUBLIC..but in private it’s another thing.

He’s probably more materialistic and a quality time spent person than he his words of affirmation. But he does send you texts out the blue letting you know he’s still thinking about you and wants to see you often.

The only lingering touch you’ll get out of him in public is him fixing your hair, clothes and rearranging your jewelry. I just feel like he does “downlow” physical affection. Where it’s infront of people but not totally out there(??) where people can see it and talk about it.

Offers to do so much for you and sometimes just does it “just because” like how he shows up to your house every Saturday with something for you “just because” he has extra or money or “just because” he felt like it (he obviously wants your room to be flooded in his gifts and money)

but just because he doesn’t hug you in front of everyone doesn’t mean he can’t get a kick out of teasing you right?? Well this is somewhat of a rare or common occurrence to him the way he whispers in your ear about how pretty your tits look in that blouse or the way he tells you to get a good enough rest tonight because you’re “gonna need it” (he was seeing how far he could go)

Once in a blue moon when it’s just you and him walking home after practice..he will pull you closer and grab you. He’d definitely make sure the coast is clear before he starts to slip a hand beneath your skirt and fondle your ass or thigh and looks down at you with a smirk on his face to see your expression (he’s gonna poke you about it later)

When the room is empty he is teasing you relentlessly, verbally and physically (physically with consent of course) you two prode back and forth at each other for the longest and it’s quite hilarious (according to yams)

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ㅤ��ㅤ ˚ ۪˖𓏲﹒synopsis!! tsukishima  does something he know will come back to haunt him   ㅤ ˖ㅤㅤ۫ㅤ ˚౨ cw!! timeskip k. tsukishima x chubby!fem!reader, nsfw nsfw nsfw   ﹒ ◠ note!!  playlist i listened to while making this !  angst will be in the next part muahahahahaah😼ALSO IT DOESNT LET ME RPELY TO COMMENTS WAA ౨   wc!! 3.5k <<< part one part three >>>

It had been a few weeks since you said those words to Tsukishima, and it's like they're still fresh on his mind. Ever since then, you've been inseparable, well, as inseparable as you can be. You both grew fond of each other's company and grew well as friends, he even managed to break it off with Etsuko; not wanting her to interfere with your friendship any further. He even told some of the guys on his team about you, only after they wouldn't stop pestering him on who the pretty girl was bringing in his lunches in cute bento boxes. He appreciated what you did for him, and he did his best to show it in his own way, he hoped you could feel it as well.

But it all came to a steady stop a few days ago; nothing bad had happened, you just got busy managing your classes and job and you didn't really have enough time to stop by his practices much between running from the college to the bakery then back again. Tsukishima never said anything about it, he knew you were stressed and didn't wanna seem selfish, though, he desperately missed the times you'd spend together. It's not like you never spent any time with him, you'd still go over to his apartment and hed go to yours whenever but either way your face would be stuffed in a book and papers and never just on him.

It started affecting his days as well, not being able to see you- to really see you.

Today was no exception.

You were sitting on Tsukishima's living room floor, papers and books scattered all around you as well as highlighters and pencils, some music filled the background, your combined playlist you made him join on Spotify. It was a sight Tsukishima had grown accustomed to in these past days.

"You alright down there?" He asked, his tone rather gentle as he studied your form.

It took you a minute to reply, wanting to finish reading the paragraph before directing your attention to him, "Yeah, sorry," You let out a yawn as you stretched your back, your shirt lifting a little to reveal more of your skin, something that didn't go unnoticed by Tsukishima. He found himself noticing these small parts of you more often than usual.

"You should take it easy," He spoke softly, standing up and walking over to where you were seated, promptly leaning down to your eye level and neatly sorting your papers into a stack.

"Sorry for the mess, Tsuki, its just your place is so cozy," You watched as he sorted and piled your books and pencils, you watched how his long fingers engulfed the pencils with ease, and you started to wonder how they'd feel on your skin.

"It's practically the same as your place, since, you know, it's the same complex," He teased, placing your things in your bag as you snapped out of your thoughts.

What were you possibly thinking? How could you think that about your best friend? Maybe he was right, maybe you did need to take it easy, all this stress must've been getting to your head.

"Yeah, but in yours, I get to be near you," You hadn't meant anything by it when you said it, but Tsukishima still developed a slight blush on his cheeks. He hated how much of an effect your words had on him, and how easily you could have him flustered.

"Whatever," He spoke, standing up, "You gonna spend the night?" He wasn't sure why he asked, you've never spent the night at his place since you were right next to him, he just wanted to spend more time in your presence before you went back into your usual busy routine tomorrow.

"Of course, we can have a sleepover Tsuki!" You cheered up at him, still sitting on your knees. Despite how innocent the moment was, Tsukishima couldn't stop his mind from drifting.

"Dont say it like that, it sounds lame," He spoke, "Do you want the bed or the couch,"

You huffed, "Your bed is big enough for the both of us, right?" You stood up and walked towards his room, "I mean it is a sleepover, Tsuki,"

His face flushed once again at the thought of sharing the same bed as you, his bed was in fact big enough, but he wasn't sure he could control himself in such close proximity to you, he could barely stand it now.

Tsukishima wasn't oblivious, he knew what a crush was, and he knew what he was feeling resembled one. But he didn't want to ruin what you both shared, he didn't want to be selfish with you. It was a risk he wasn't willing to take.

"Dont call it a sleepover," He sighed, following you into the bedroom.

"Tsuki! I didn't even notice you had glow-in-the-dark stars! That's so cute," You exclaimed, staring up at the dimly lit green stars, you assumed they'd be brighter once the lights were shut off.

"Dont look at them it's embarrassing," He spoke while grabbing his plain black hoodie, and a towel and tossing them your way, "The showers in... well you already know,"

"Thank you," You said shyly as you entered the bathroom that was connected to the bedroom. It made you nervous knowing you'd be showering while Tsukishima was out there.

And Tsukishima was no better, he couldn't help but imagine your bare body, he thought about running his hands up and down your curves gently, showing you exactly how riled up you get him, hearing you say his name, god, the way it rolls off your tongue like a prayer. You drove him absolutely wild. He wasn't sure how he'd get through the night with you next to him.

The sound of the door opening snapped him out of his thoughts, he was sitting up on the bed, facing the bedroom TV on his dresser, watching whatever show was on your shared Netflix recent played, you begged him to join your plan so you could see what shows he liked watching since he wasn't really the talkative type. He liked that about you, he liked that you always wanted to know more about him.

His eyes scanned you up and down, and he could tell that you weren't wearing anything underneath his hoodie.

"Um, Tsuki?" Your voice called his attention, and he raised his brow at you.

"Do you have any spare, uh," You looked away out of nerves, "Panties.." You meekly said, earning a chuckle from Tsukishima.

"Why would I own panties?" He asked in a teasing tone, adoring the way you got shy so quickly. He wished his hoodie was just a bit shorter.

"Well, do you have anything?" Your face was a deep red as you furrowed your brows, not finding the situation as humorous as Tsukishima did.

"In that drawer, the top one," He pointed with his fingers while watching you walk to the dresser, turning your back to him to grab a pair of boxers. Tsukishima tried to keep his eyes from exploring places they shouldn't.

"Close your eyes," You spoke softly, now facing him.

With a sigh and a roll of his eyes, he complied and you swiftly pulled them up, they fit quite nicely against your curves, it covered you but left nothing to the imagination, not that you cared, you just wanted to feel less... bare.

He opened his eyes when he felt you crawl into bed next to him, taking your phone out of the hoodie pocket and opening TikTok. Tsukishima grabbed the remote and turned the TV down a bit, knowing you liked to blast your TikTok's on full volume, he never complained tho, he found your for you page funny.

He felt his phone buzz, it was a notification from you, you sent him a TikTok, "Why are you sending me stuff I'm right here," He said with a smile looking over at you wrapped in the blankets, your head barely peeking out of the sheets to see your phone screen.

"I dont know, quit judging me sassyshima," You mumbled from under the blanket, you promptly shoved the phone in his face as a TikTok played.

"When my boy bestfriend decides to not answer me like I'm one of his hoes," Tsukishima read the words out loud, earning a giggle from you.

"It's so relatable," You spoke, taking the phone away from his face.

"No it's not, youre probably the only girl in my contacts," He said, his eyes never leaving you.

His words made you sit up and face him, "Tsuki, is this an admission that you," You paused dramatically, "Have no game...?" Your arms held you up against the mattress as you leaned in for dramatic effect.

Tsukishima scoffed, "I have plenty of game, I have a pretty girl in my bed right now," He smirked at you, watching as the familiar blush formed on your cheeks.

You crossed your arms against your chest, puffing your chest up unknowingly, "That doesn't count," You mumbled, taking your place back next to him and yawning.

You shifted on your side, your back facing him in an attempt to hide your blushing face, unconsciously rubbing your ass against Tsukishimas leg.

He felt his dick throb at the touch, and he wasn't sure what he should do, he didn't wanna make it awkward but he also didn't want you to think he liked it- which he very much did; but he didn't want you to know that as it might scare you away. but god he knew he couldn't stand it much longer.

Tsukishima instinctively placed a hand on your hip, not even realizing what he had done before you stopped your movements.

"Sorry, I dont know why I did that," He spoke softly, removing his hand.

You were a flustered mess, your heart was beating out of your chest and you were sure he could've heard it from there, you didn't even know you were rubbing against him and you felt bad for it, the ghost of his hand on your hip left a burning sensation, making warm waves twist and turn in your stomach. Was it wrong to think he wanted you in the way you needed him?

"Tsuki?" You asked apprehensively, shifting so you were facing him.

"Fuck, dont say my name like that," He breathed out, already staring at you. His breaths were heavy, and from what the TV illuminated you could tell there was a deep red adorning his face, the sight of him like this had you clenching around nothing.

"Touch me again," You enticingly spoke. The air was thick with tension, and your body felt hot all over despite the cool air floating around Tsukishimas apartment, "Please, Tsuki," You begged fervently.

Tsukishima was fighting battles in his mind, he wanted so badly to take you right here, to show you how badly he's been missing your presence, but he knew that when the morning came you'd both regret it, the friendship would become awkward, he didn't want that, he didn't want to lose you due to not being able to control himself.

"We can't," He said reluctantly, looking everywhere but you.

"Why not?" You whined out, your whines only making his cock twitch in his sweatpants.

"Fuck it," And with those words he was on you, running his hands all over your soft body, moving his hoodie up, and feeling your bare skin.

You let out soft whimpers at his rough touch, he was feeling you like he'd never get to again, as if you'd disappear in an instant and you loved it.

"Can I take it off, baby?" He asked gently, still feeling you everywhere except where you needed him the most.

His question made you cower under his gaze, there was nowhere you could hide so you brought your hands up to cover your face.

"If you dont want to, it's okay, I'll still think you're beautiful," His voice was smooth and intoxicating, it made your mind go fuzzy and all you could muster was a small nod.

His hands came down to the hem of the hoodie and pulled it off you in one swift movement, and though he couldn't see much with only the TV lighting up the room, what he could see he found perfect.

Before his hands could continue exploring your curves you grabbed his arm, "You too," You shyly spoke, earning a smile from Tsukishima. He complied with your demand and swiftly threw his shirt to the ground. You admired his form and ran your fingers along his build, sending shivers down his spine at your touch. You were finally touching the man who consumed all your fantasies.

Your hips unconsciously bucked against his thigh, earning a small moan from you at the friction. "Touch me, Kei," Your tone was laced with sultry, you had a deep need for his touch, you wanted so badly to come undone on him, for him, to him.

He positioned himself so your legs were on either side of him, and his fingers ran down your soft stomach, and down into the borrowed boxers, eliciting a small gasp at the contact. He leaned his head into the crook of your neck and began kissing and licking as his fingers slid up and down your slick puffy lips, coating his digits in your wetness.

You felt him smirk on your skin, "All this for me?" He smugly asked, even in a moment like this he still had the biggest ego.

"Tell me how bad you want me," He demanded in your ear, kissing the soft skin.

"I need you so bad, Kei, so so so bad," You whined, hating how much he was teasing you.

You felt him sink a finger in, and you let out a hushed moan into his ear, causing him to sink another finger in. He felt your grip on his shoulders as he moved his fingers into you deeper, he loved how you felt around his fingers, the feeling had his dick throbbing in his sweatpants, but he wanted to take care of you first, he wanted to feel you cum all over his fingers.

Tsukishima knew he found your soft spot when you became a moaning mess, rocking your hips on his hand and digging your nails into his skin.

"Yeah? Like that baby?" He whispered in your ear, quickening his pace. His other hand ran up your body to massage your breast in his palm, you felt vulnerable under his gaze, knowing he's touched you everywhere, but the thought only made you clench more around his fingers.

"Yes! More, more, more," You repeated in chants, his thumb came to rub around your clit, making your hips jolt up at the sudden sensation.

"I've missed you so much since you've been busy," His pace was steady, and his slender fingers reached places in you you didn't even know existed, you couldn't barely form any sentences as the familiar feeling of your climax crept up on you.

"Missed seeing your pretty face all the time," He praised in your ear, licking his way from your neck to your lips in a hungry kiss, wanting to taste you.

"You gonna cum?" He asked, maintaining eye contact with you as his fingers gradually increased their pace on your clit, the feeling felt like nothing you've ever felt before, it was new, and you were already addicted, his scent was intoxicating and it filled your every pore, you could hear how wet you were.

You nodded profusely, unable to speak due to the loud moans and shrieks that were coming from your mouth, Tsukishima loved the sight of you, a mess all because of his fingers, he couldn't wait to see what you would be like on his dick.

"Look at me, baby, god, I can't get enough of you,"

"'M gonna cum! Tsuki, tsuki, tsuki, please," You were cut off by your own climax, your walls clenched tightly around Tsukishimas fingers as your back arched up into his body, twitching and jolting while he fingered you through your high.

Your clit soon became too sensitive so you wrapped your hand around his wrist in an attempt to halter his movements.

"Tsuki, too much," You whined out, body twitching vigorously.

"Sorry, youre just so pretty," He took his fingers out of you, your walls instantly missing them. You took a minute to regain your composure while Tsukishima slid his sweatpants down and you slid the boxers off.

Tsuki started pumping his dick in his hand that was coated in your cum, the feeling eliciting a low moan. He could've come just by the sight of you.

"Are you ready?" He asked, rubbing his tip against your puffy lips, guiding it to rub against your clit.

You nodded up at him through tired eyes.

"I wanna hear you, baby," He spoke, never losing eye contact with you.

"Yeah, I need you Tsuki," Your voice was soft, exhaustion setting in from your high before.

"That's my girl,"

He guided his tip to your entrance and slowly let it sink into your slick folds, a gasp erupting from your mouth while Tsuki bit hard on his lip, trying to quiet his own groans. It wasn't enough for you though, you needed more of him, and you wanted to take every inch of him.

"More, Tsuki, please," You begged.

His arms were planted on either side of you, holding him up above you, "I don't want to hurt you," And it was true, but a part of him wanted to thrust so deep into you until you took all of him. But this was your first time together, he wanted to take it slow and remember every little sound you could possibly make.

Tsukishima slowly pushed deeper into you and with every inch came a new sound, your fingers were digging into his forearms, and your legs were wrapped around his waist, trying to guide him further into you. The pain felt so, so good to you.

When he finally bottomed out, you felt it, that special spot you had become addicted to him hitting, it felt even better now that you felt fuller.

"Right there, more, please, oh my god," Your back arched upwards and your hips bucked as you started fucking yourself on his dick, you felt him twitch inside of you at the sight.

"Fuck, baby, youre gonna make me cum doing that," He lightly laughed at how desperately you grinded on his dick, his arms moved to your hips, holding them in place and stilling their movement.

"You want more? Huh?" He teased.

"Yes! Stop being mean, Tsuki," You whined, face turning into a frown at the lack of friction.

"Alright, baby, I'll be nice," He smirked before pulling out and thrusting roughly back into you, your eyes rolled back and a shout of pleasure erupted from your throat, your body would've twitched had his grip on your hips not been so tight. He repeated his motion again, only this time he kept doing it at a steady pace. The pleasure sent waves up your spine, you couldn't even think straight, the only thing on your mind was how good Tsukishima was fucking you.

"Been wanting to do this since you made me that cake," He breathed out between moans and thrusts, "You have no idea what you do to me,"

Your hand reached down to your clit but was swatted away and replaced by Tsukishimas fingers, "Such a needy girl, yeah?" It wasn't even processing in your mind what he was saying, all you knew was to agree and take it.

With every thrust, your moans grew louder, every time he hit your soft spot harder and harder, the sounds of skin on the skin filled the room along with your nonsense blabbers about how good he was fucking you.

"Fuck, baby, I'm close," He groaned out, his pace grew sloppier with his thrusts, and his fingers on your clit got faster, "Can I cum inside you?" He asked, leaning down to breathe in your scent.

"Yes, please, please," Your sentence rambled off into noncoherent moans as the familiar knot in your stomach tightened. Tsukishima whispered all sorts of praises in your ear, but one stood out to you.

"Your body is perfect for me, baby," His sentence was enough to drive you over the edge, your walls clamped down tightly around his dick as you let out a shriek of pleasure, chanting his name over and over, it brought Tsukishima to his own climax, and with one deep thrust you felt his cum fill you in warm sputters, his hips bucked through his climax while his head rested on your shoulder, small pants coming from him as he caught his breath.

You both had stayed in that position for a while, seemingly going over what had just happened.

He stood up suddenly, leaving your walls to clench around nothing and you stared up at his glow in the dark stars as he cleaned you off silently

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[cottonlemonade]

Booktok Challenge

word count: 731 || avg. reading time: 3 mins.

pairing: husband!Tsukishima x chubby!Reader

warnings: suggestive

“Soooo, you love me, right?”

Your husband looked up from the magazine he had been flipping through in bed when you plopped down next to him, feet crossed, swaying in the air behind you.

“That strongly depends on how the rest of this conversation is gonna go.”, Kei said.

You beamed because that wasn’t a no and stretched to the side to quickly snatch a book from your nightstand.

“I’d like to try something.” Wiggling the book in his face, you looked at him over the top of the cover excitedly, then opened it to get to a red tag somewhere near the middle.

“No.”

“Baby.”

“I won’t tie you to the bed and degrade you.”

You pouted, mumbling something about him always being mean, but suddenly, when it came to the bedroom, he was a saint. You fiddled with the next red tab and opened your mouth to speak when he shook his head again, “I also won’t take you in a public restroom.”

“How do you know what my tabs stand for?”

“Because while your headphones may be noise canceling for you, they aren’t sound canceling for me. I hear what your booktok girls talk about.”

“Fine… what about…”, you grabbed a blue tab and slowly turned the page, holding the marked passage up to him to read. Your husband adjusted his glasses and leaned in to skim the text, then raised a highly judgmental brow.

“And that’ll make you happy?”

“No time like the present to find out!”

He sighed, pinched the bridge of his nose, and closed the magazine in his lap. “Fine.”

“Alright, I’ll need you to be a bit more enthusiastic, babe.”

“I’m cold.”, he deadpanned, shoving his hands deep in the pockets of his sweatpants.

To stay true to the scene you had led him out onto the balcony after instructing him to lose his shirt. Even though it was almost July, a heavy downpour from earlier had lowered the temperature significantly, leading your husband to shiver like an angry chihuahua in the cool night breeze.

“Okay, so you stand there and I’ll lean against the wall.”, you explained, “Kinda like this, I think. Wait. Like this, yes. And then you pretty much… kabedon me, basically.”

“I read the scene.”

You remained unperturbed and continued your little rambling, “And then with your left hand you just grab my chin-“

“I get it, I get it. - I can’t believe I’m doing this. Stand still so we can get this over with.”

Your determination quickly turned into giddiness and incoherent screeching when your shirtless husband did as instructed, and his scowl grew deeper whenever you had to stop him before he could even say his line because him towering over you like that, his long toned arm right next to your temple was too much to handle.

“Who did this to- will you stop laughing? I was almost done.”

“Sorry! Sorry!”, you patted your own chubby cheeks with both hands to regain some composure and looked up at him again - all hot in his annoyance and concern about your sanity.

You had to suck in your bottom lip not to squeak again when he - for the fourth time - slapped his palm against the wall to “trap” you and leaned in close, his long fingers grabbing your chin and tilting your face to meet his eyes.

“Who did thi- are you done? Good. Then stop laughing and focus. - Who did this-“ He stepped back again and clicked his tongue impatiently. “One more time. And if you can’t keep it together we’re going back inside.”

“Okay! Okay. Give me a moment.”

He watched as you took a few deep breaths, then rolled your shoulders and slumped against the wall again, expectantly.

This time when he leaned in close he used his free hand to cover your mouth so you wouldn’t laugh, his gaze unyielding as he recited the all-important line, “Who did this to you?…” Because he could feel a muffled delighted scream bubble under his palm he dipped his head to your neck, keeping your mouth covered as he nipped at your skin. Your eyes widened and rolled back when his legs pushed between your plush thighs. Finally, he let go of your mouth just in time for you to gasp his name as he marked your neck again, just like the character in the book.

[virtual-bunny]

roommates! tsukishima and chubby reader who are dying from this new summer heat wave. unfortunately for them, their AC is broken so now they have to rely on open windows and smalls amounts of clothing.

and unfortunately for tsukishima, chubby reader is in the smallest and tightest clothes possible walking around the house. every time she bends down to pick something up, tsukki could see the outline of her pussy, every time she walked past him he could see her nipples through her tank top. every time she tried to reach for something tsukishima would take his time before getting up to help her so he could stare at the way her body jiggled when she jumped to reach something. every time you pouted because of how sweaty you were, tsukishima would pinch your chubby cheeks just so he can get a smaaaaall peak inside your shirt.

unfortunately for tsukishima, you can tell he has been checking you out from how hard his dick was through his shorts

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Hope you’re doing great!! I’m obsessed with your writing. What do you think Bully!Tsukishima would act if someone else tries to bully his crybaby?

~ Anon ❄️

i'm good thank you!! i hope you're well too! i hope you enjoy how bully tsukki reacts <3

it never even crossed his mind that someone else might try and bully you and if it did it was fleetingly and on occasions when he heard someone laugh at something he did to you, the thought didn't bother him. in his eyes it doesn't matter, if someone did start teasing you then that's your problem, it doesn't affect him.

although it really does.

when it actually does happen properly and he realises someone is genuinely bothering you it then becomes a reality and he has to deal with it.

you never hid that someone else was upsetting you and teasing you, tsukishima would never care about it anyway. coincidentally he found you one day taking deep breaths and sniffling as you're trying to breathe correctly after being tormented by someone who has started bullying you and they were crueller than anyone you've ever met before.

tsukki never thought he'd see the day where he would see you cry and not take some amount of pleasure in it but seeing you desperately try to calm down from something he didn't know about filled him with serious dread. something he has never felt so strongly before.

he crouches down to your level to where you were sitting and you jump not realising he was there in the first place. he frowns and tilts your head up so he can look at you and wipe the tears off of your face with his thumb but the tears just keep coming. "talk to me princess," he says gruffly.

you shake your head vehemently.

tsukishima clenches his jaw at what he believes is your ridiculous behaviour. "don't be a baby, talk to me."

"you won't care," you reply quietly.

"won't care about what?" if you were anyone else he'd likely have lost interest in trying to help someone so stubborn by now but you're you. if people don't want to accept his help and keep refusing to cooperate with him the majority of the time he stops trying to help, the only real exemptions are his brother and yamaguchi but even they know better than to test tsukishima's patience on this kind of thing.

"someone's being mean to me," you say while trying to stop crying.

tsukishima scoffs. "so what?" he pauses for a second before continuing, "is this why you're in here hiding away? so what if someone is being mean taking away your pen and you cry your eyes out."

you shake your head again but meekly this time, "they're being really mean tsukishima." he doesn't say anything and just looks at you. because of his gaze on you you feel his scrutiny so you come clean completely and tell him, "they're bullying me."

tsukishima just goes completely still because no one else can treat you like that. no one else can make you cry, at least not over something so serious, not over something that really upsets and affects you. not if that person or persons are bullying you. you're his, only he is allowed to do that to you. no one should make you cry. he can accept you crying if you thought someone looked at you funny or took a belonging of yours or teased you a little because you cry all the time, but this? he's not having this.

he wets his lips and looks up, taking a deep breath and trying to stop his anger from rising to the top. he's not an angry person, no one ever would assume he was an angry person and they'd be right, he's not and he never thought he would be but the idea of someone bullying you, the idea that someone is being really mean to you, that pisses him off because its not like before when he thought you where overreacting like the crybaby you are about someone mildly teasing you on one occasion, this is serious. "who?"

"does it really matter?" you fiddle with your fingers, finally calming down a bit and having less tears flowing down your chubby cheeks.

"yes, it matters."

you tell him their name and tsukishima notes it to memory.

tsukishima kisses your forehead and lifts you up, resisting the urge to kneed your soft wide hips as you stand up. "come on, lets get you something to eat and drink." it's extremely rare that tsukishima ever is seen with you in public alone but he takes you to a vending machine outside in campus.

you think he did this because it's quieter out here so there's less people and less people to recognise the two of you together but in actuality it was the closet place from where you were and he wanted you to drink something as soon as possible with how much you were crying. he's never seen you cry that much and that's saying something, the man who gets off on seeing you and making you cry not ever able to make you cry as you just have been... (yet)

that person never bothers you again. not once. why? you don't know but you're guessing tsukishima had something to do with it.

the thing with tsukishima is that he is actually very popular and is friends with people that are also popular so one bad word about someone spreads like wildfire. there are so many rumours about him in just one day it's crazy, that's when tsukishima decides to have his own private conversation with them. "your social life is a wreck your club is thinking about kicking you off the team because of all those allegations. they might be fake but really who would they believe out of the two of us? you bother my girl again, i'll make it worse. if you even talk to her or look at her i'll make sure these rumours follow you for the rest of your life."

no one talks to your bully any more but tsukishima kept his promise to not make even more extreme rumours. after he was kicked off his basketball team he was content. he'd never done anything like this before because it's not like him at all it's not in his character. so he doubts he'll ever do it again... that is unless someone else tries to bully you. they need to learn their place after all. don't touch things that aren't yours to touch.

[dolliestfairy]

𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟'𝑠 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦 𝅄ֹ ׅ♡ ೀ ʚĭɞ ‌ིᨴּ ˒˒۪

(Crazy) Yandere [Nerd] Boy x Soft!Chubby!Fem!Reader ༢𓏲๋ ⊹ ֢

𔓘 Tw : Kidnapping, Extreme Noncon (y'all are strangers bro), Rushed Fanfic, Mentions Of Blood, Virginity-Take, Extreme Somnophilia, Stalking, Extreme Obsession, Impregnate, A little of Bondage, Seriously dude you're fucking with a crazy nerd boy who is a freaking stranger to you like y'all didnt know each other but this madman is really know you to the soul from all his stalking and stuff. this fanfic is quite the Dead Dove Do Not Eat. Chubby reader fics with no skintone of reader mentioned.

𔓘 A/N : y'all.. this are f***king insane bro.. like this is kinda disturbing imo as a writer of this and also a lot of suffocating. Read at your own risk. me myself actually like the extreme yandere fics but this is still the prefix of it. stay safe while reading this because again; y'all are a stranger!! if a dark content yandere isnt your cup of tea then i highly recommend you to spend your shit at other blogs!! ty.

W/C : 6,4K for Stranger Fucking 💀

Currently thinking abt nerdy men who looks like they would shit in their pants when someone raised their voice at them, but the truth is; he's really really quite the strong. he's a nerdy man who arent shy at all (or maybe just a little) and he's simply just dont like to be bothered by anyone else. he's also a nerdy man who told himself countless time to just focus on studying and studying, and at the first moment; he actually manage to do it within his daily life, well until he met you.

You; plump, soft looking girl with chubby cheeks and doe eyes. you dont even know how much you affect him didnt you? arent you just dumb? walking there and then with such a tiny skirt that almost showed up your plump ass cheeks. walking down in the hallway with such dress that hugged all of your curves together perfectly. oh if only you find out how every night he would spend his time in his bedroom alone while his hand thrust his own cock up and down, thinking about you. he would be drown in his thoughts about how you would find out all his dark fantasy about you. but.. he do realize he shouldnt be doing this actually, no really, he should just be studying, but the soft laugh and those.. those whimpers terror you gave him just drove him to his edge.

And the fact that he masturbate about you when you both are clearly still stranger - is fucking crazy. he mostly had heard of how'd you talk, whimper and moan (wait.. how did.. he know?) and stuff like that while your own self being completely un guard around him. he swear to his thumbs he hated you for making him felt like this, i mean how could you?? a plump girl just trying to get into her daily life as normal as usual can make some nerd dude mad in love with her without her being aware at all?! he cant do this.. he cant do this anymore..!

And he really cant do it anymore. as he go to your apartement at midnight after finding out where you live. peeking through the window to what you were doing only to find you dressing in a short pastel rainbow dress lingerie with big bows placed in the back of your hair, dancing to some songs.. and oh my god he cant even explain how much he want to ripped those colorful dress lingerie off your body. he has no doubt at all that you have the most beautiful body he would ever sees in his entire life.

As he drown himself in his own thoughts until he heard a telephone ring -- it was your friend! your male friend! as you picked the phone up, talking with your friends, while he sees with his own eyes about the way you laugh softly at what-god-knows your friend was muttering to you. he doesnt and he would rather bury himself alive than admitting about the fact that he was really, really, envy and jealous. as he harshly breath at you, while all his body is literally focus with you. his eyes seeing you from head-to-toe, his ears listening carefully about the conversation you're having as his mouth try to resist to open it again because well um -- he is quite the drooling over there. that was it until you start to walk towards the front door where he was outside!!

As he sees you carefully, while hiding himself in the corner, and focused on the door handle you're about to open. until........

Until he quickly enough to put his arms and placed it onto your mouth, shuting you up until you passed out and bring you to your new home his home. as he open the bondage he placed at your mouth, and pinch your chubby cheeks until he sees your whimpering again. thats it! thats the thing that always drove him mad everydsy everynight. thinking about you whimper at whatever he was doing was like a holy candle for him. he then stood himself up, looking at your half unconscious body, and then start to strip you... to naked.

As he softly ripped all the dress lingerie you weared, and after he got the look at your boobs, he slowly put his hands up at where your nipples on, and start playing with it. while his eyes focused on your face, waiting the reaction he have been wait. and until then... you are moaning. honestly he have been thinking that he was in a dream that time. i mean -- he do have seen you moan by the way he always check on you secretly.. but he never except his own self to be the only one who could capable enough to hear your soft moan. as he sped up the phase of his hands playing your nipple, while his own other hand strat to undress himself.

And until he and your own finally completely naked. and... oh god to be damned. he swear he always sees you at some kind of whore while your other friend sees you just as an innocent normal girl, and he always have no doubt about his feelings That you have such an erotic body and at the end.. he was actually right. you do have a very very.. pleaseable body. as he placed his hands into your half unconscious body, lowering it until his hands touch your private part -- your pussy. he slowly but surely put his 3 long fingers in to play with you, and to be surprised or.. shocked even, that you are so so fucking damn tight! he even sure that your pussy is one of the most tightest thing he'd ever placed his hands on, as he quickly sped-ing up his pace at playing your pussy, watching you moan and whimper become one, he cant believe what he saw. you're literally still half unconscious! but yet you somehow still manage to bring out the sound he would die for with! at this rate he doesnt know if he wants to wake you up or just let you still be half unconscious so when you wake up, you're gonna have a some extra surprised with your naked body that has been covered with his cums. as he thinking about it while he placed his (quite big) cock at your pussy. trying to rip those tight wall of your pussy off. thats what he was trying to do until your pussy start showing a little drop of blood out of it.

Oh.. he get it.. yeah he actually get it. You're a Virgin arent you? oh.. such sweet cheeks.. well too bad yoi're going to give all of your innocents left as his own hands and dicks. the body of someone you dont even know at all. he actually felt (just a little) bit of guilt. but who cares anyway? you're literally still half unconscious! as he said it to himself while he tried his possible to pound your ass up at your fat pussy. going in and up in every corner. at first it was slowly, but then he start to change the position into a mating press just so the cums and the blood are still there. as he quickly but surely speeding his pace up like a mad man. at this rate he was at the edge of doesnt gave a fuck about the fact that you're still half unconscious but then he's also at the edge of shock and unbelief because of how you are still not waking up at his pounding.

And all of those pounding ends when his cock start to dried out with how your fat pussy suck all his cums and sperma in. pulling his cock out of your pussy only to see the view of the inside of your pussy, being drown with his cums. as his hands hold your body up just so all the cums he had restored isnt goung to spill. and until then he slowly put his hands down, letting your body down into the mating press position, watching your pussy spilling all of his cums like a fucking waterfall. (his cum waterfall) and then he placed his palm hands at your cheeks softly, while quietly muttering about how he would take care of you, and keeping you safe and that you wouldnt need to be scared of him (even after all his done to you) as he placed his other hand at your undressed belly, and then stroke it with such gentleness because he knew that right now, right at the almost-morning time, that you're going to be swellen with thousands - thousands of his sperm, and at the end of the month, he would see you placed your own hands at your bellies who at that time was full with his kid. oh how he cant wait... he just hope that you wouldnt be freaked out about the fact that you just found yourself in a unrecognizeable place with a literal fucking stranger who is now has placed a baby inside of you. yes, a baby -- his baby.

TSUKISHIMA KEI, ITOSHI RIN, MEGUMI, Itachi, Shikamaru, Nanami, Neji, Tobirama, Deku, KUNIMI, Muichiro, SEMI EITA, Konoha Akinori, Venti, XIAO, AL-HAITAM, Akaashi, KOZUME KENMA, & hatake kakashi.

did i forgeting anyone? insert ur fav!

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[hoesoflamentation]

𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖔𝖓 // 𝖍𝖆𝖎𝖐𝖞𝖚𝖚 𝖝 𝖈𝖍𝖚𝖇𝖇𝖞!𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 // 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI //

feat !! tsukishima kei, hinata shoyo, kuroo tetsuro, iwaizumi hajime

warnings !! reader is afab & written as gn as possible but please proceed with caution. individual warnings are listed for each blorbo. leave a shitty, fatphobic comment only if you want to be publicly shamed to all 1600 of my followers <3

a/n: hello fellow sluts, your overlord has returned. as a fellow chubby!reader, i am so happy & heartened that this won the poll. and don't think that my choice of boys was pointed at all; it was literally just self-indulgence... every hq boy would love the hell out of a chubby!reader >:(

// 𝖓𝖔 𝖙��𝖚𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 //

FEAT. TSUKISHIMA

warnings !! cam!reader/sex work, toys (on reader), just a lot of jacking off tbh

…is bored, so bored, of all the models who look the same, that the weekend he finds your Onlyfans page, he locks himself in his room and dedicates his weekend to watching you pound your plump pussy with every toy in your arsenal. For nearly 48 hours, he milks himself to your videos, until the craving becomes too intense to resist: You’re advertising a special livestream for your highest-paying fans, and Tsukishima knows he has to be one of them. His hand is still wrapped around his veiny shaft as he hastily types in his credit card information to send you an exorbitant tip. The day of the livestream, Tsukishima promises himself he will only look, not touch… but the sound of your fucked-out face whining “Thank you for the tip, Kei!” leaves him pumping his throbbing cock until it’s spurting hot, creamy white all over his stomach. Soon, Tsukishima is typing into the chat with his one free hand: "I'll give you $200 to say that again."

// 𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝖆𝖎𝖗 //

FEAT. HINATA

warnings !! chubbychaser!hinata, face riding, alcohol use

…isn’t one for locker room talk, but it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to notice the particularities of his taste. Shoyo Hinata can’t help it if he fantasizes about spending hours sandwiched between a pair of thick thighs, too pussy drunk to even consider coming up for air. So, when he meets you out at the bar where MSBY is having their post-game celebration, his rowdy teammates notice that you’re Hinata’s type even before he does. “That one’s yours, Shoyo!” one player calls out. “Yeah, they got Shoyo's name written all over them!” Hinata, of course, blushes and apologizes for their behavior, offering to buy you a drink. Little did he realize that those very same drinks would lead to him slipping a hotel key into your back pocket and stuffing his face in your needy cunt. You’re nervous to ride his tongue at first, worried he’ll suffocate beneath you… but Hinata laps up your juices so eagerly that soon, you’re the one who’s forgotten how to breathe.

// 𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖞 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 //

FEAT. KUROO

warnings !! possessive!kuroo, established relationship, lingerie, accidental exhibitionism (if that's what you call it lol)

…will listen to you talk for hours about anything on your mind, so you wouldn’t blame him for zoning out every once in awhile. Hence why you didn’t expect him to remember the time you complained about the difficulty of finding lingerie in your size at the store. The next thing you know, so many packages are arriving outside your apartment that the doorman calls upstairs and asks you to stop ordering things. Little does he know that it’s your boyfriend Tetsuro showering you in pretty little matching sets from expensive specialty stores you would normally never be able to afford. To thank him, you put on the number you know he’ll love most — a lacy thonged bodysuit in lipstick red — and video call him at the office. “So, Tetsu, what do you think?” you ask, striking a flirty pose that shows off all your best assets. Kuroo blushes… and you quickly realize why, as his coworkers cat call and wolf whistle at your display from off screen. “Baby, you know I love it... but next time, make sure I’m the only one who gets to see you!”

// 𝖌𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖒 //

FEAT. IWAIZUMI

warnings !! iwa-chan the ass man, rimming (mention), spanking (mention)

…has worked out with some of Japan’s most talented athletes, but none of them ever made him as nervous as his personal training sessions with you. Because how is he supposed to tell you, his childhood best friend, that ever since he saw the way you stretched out those leggings while you were doing deadlifts, he hasn’t been able to stop thinking about you? To stop imagining your bare ass cheeks jiggling in his face as he eagerly traces circles around your rim with his tongue? “One… two… three…” Your voice strains as you count reps. Meanwhile, Iwaizumi feels beads of sweat forming on his forehead, and not from the workout. With every squat, your perfect ass comes so close he can almost touch it. It’s all he can do not to let spotting you turn into spanking you. By the end of your reps, he’s gotten so desperate that his cock twitches just from you smiling at him. “Like what you see, Haji?” you tease. Iwaizumi clears his throat, turning to hide his hard-on against the climbing wall. “Y-yeah. Great form, Y/n.”

[slutfor-fictionalmen]

Gym date(???)

(Hi my loves! A lot has changed in my life I've been kinda busy but that doesn't mean I ever forgot about you!)

Your palms felt sweaty, you knew it was just nerves but you couldn't help but suffer from the physicalities of anxiety as much as you try to calm your mind. Every jingle of the front door has your head whipping toward the entrance of the gym despite knowing that your gym partner won’t arrive for a few more minutes.

Thoughts of Tsuki messing up your reps, making you lose your rhythm in jogging, you couldn't help but wonder if he'd finally backed out from your agreement to train together, maybe he found it weird to train with a girl, or maybe he finally saw the differences in your goals, both life and work out wise not worth the trouble of incorporating both, maybe...

"Hey Y/n!" you jumped, visibly shaken from your thoughts," sorry to keep you waiting, some douche parked in the last front spot, speaking of which I may need you to drop me off at my car I parked a bit far out." He smiled and looked down, unpacking his water and mumbling about forgetting his towel. He set his bag aside and sighed.

"So what did I miss out on, today's cardio right? I hope you know I only do this for you, it makes me realize how bad my stamina is." You let out a laugh pushing him a bit before you finish the last of your stretch for a run.

"What a lucky girl I am, but it's only fair, I get cardio you get your weights." His smile infects your mood the more you speak to him, it makes it almost like your minute of doubt never even happened.

"blah blah blah, whatever you say beautiful. You're just jealous that I can lift more than you," you can't take him seriously even as your lips form a straight line. He gives you a shit-eating grin and sets his speed higher to run. You wonder why you had to fall for such a dork.

His eyes never left your form as you started a jog, how your strides look effortless, how your head nods to the music in the playlist you shared with him, how your brow furrows when you near the end of a sprint, how your thighs move as you run and your body looks as soft as he knows it would be under his fingers if you just let him hold you. He has to pry his eyes off your plush form, opting to look at the ceiling or stare at the monitor, pleading for the tightness in his workout shorts to subside. He always forgets to find better pants for your cardio days, only remembering when he sees the curve of your ass in your leggings or the tops you wear and how his imagination runs wild thinking of how beautiful you are under your clothes, or how you’d look under him. Even on top, he’s not a picky man.

You felt sweat on your forehead, unconcerned by the other parts of your body that desperately need to be aired out, forcing yourself to slow down and drink more water. You glance over at your partner, thanking whatever god is out there for him forgetting his towel while he lifts his shirt to wipe his brow giving you a nosebleed of a show. (cheesy)

He barely talks about his past, only mentions of volleyball and scholarships here and there, you got to meet one of his old teammates one time! Though he blocked you out of view and barely let you speak to him the whole time. You thought maybe he was ashamed of being your workout partner or even hanging out with you. Unbeknownst to you, you were just Hinata’s type, he thinks about that day, he’s never heard the end of it, Hinata still pestering him for your number, your Instagram, anything. 

“Please man you don’t know, it was love at first sight, y-” 

“You didn’t even get a full look at her,” Tsukishima crosses his arms, blankly staring at his friend, “Final answer is no. The same as last time, and the time before.”

“You didn’t even let me look at her! Are you in love with her or something? I mean dude if you’re just trying to hit it there are so many easier ways, you know Tinder exists right?”

Tsukishima sighs and takes off his glasses rubbing his nose bridge in frustration, “Yes I’m aware Tinder exists. Just back off, maybe you should take your own advice so many easier ways to hit it right? Maybe get Tinder for yourself.” His much shorter friend throws his hands up in exasperation, walking away and mumbling about him keeping all the hot ones to himself. 

Tsukishima puts his glasses back on, glad that the conversation is over for now, he’s aware he needs to own his feelings, in fact, he was late to your gym date(?) due to his internal battle.  He never took into consideration your feelings, it’s unfathomable you’d like him like that, you’re too sweet and likable, nothing like him, way out of his league, but he has big goals, and an even bigger yearning to call you his.

 You don’t know a lot about his personal life, you’ve barely managed to get him to be friendly with you, and you’re still trying to bring him out of his shell, and gain his trust no matter how slow or tedious it is. 

Besides all of this, you do know he has a tattoo on his hip, you always meant to ask but thought it too weird after all, he never showed you on purpose right? I mean he surely didn’t expect you to ogle his body, you didn't expect it either, always being respectful of others boundaries and making a point to make everyone feel welcome. With him it’s different, you have the same attitude but you catch yourself staring… a lot. In a very flustered daze, you quickly avert your eyes ignoring your shameless staring at your gym partner. You’re too stubborn to admit feelings no matter how many times you tell yourself you’re just friends, but friends don’t long for each other the way you do.

He looks over at you, slowing his speed, you’ve been jogging for a bit now, completely zoned out. He waves his hand in front of your face, knocking you out of a daze, you move your headphones so you can hear him out of one ear and slow down to a speed walk.

“Do you wanna cut the workout early?” You give him a confused look, turning your speed down to a slow walk. 

“Why Tsuki?” You’re trying to catch your breath, lungs catching up after your unexpected stamina. 

“I, uh, well I just thought maybe you'd wanna get lunch, or hang out, I have a free day and we normally just see each other for the gym, I thought maybe we could cut the workout short and spend more time together?” He shut his mouth, becoming embarrassed he looks away knowing he was about to start rambling. It was just your tone, your chest heaving while you look at him with such admiration. It’s too much, making him once again reach with his shirt to wipe the sweat off his brow, this time, to hide his blush. He clears his throat trying to shake it off. “That sound ok?”

Your headphones are completely off by now, giving your full undivided attention to this man you shake yourself out of a trance by ending your workout and smiling at him, “Absolutely yeah! Can I just shower at my place though? I left all my stuff there.”  

“Yeah, but I'll just shower here.” He smiles quickly and moves to pick up his duffle, but before he can even fully hop off the machine you're right in front of him, your bag slung over your shoulder.

“Or! You can maybe shower at my place if you want? You totally don't have to but I have a pretty tall shower head and you’re pretty tall and maybe you want to be comfortable, it’s quicker and easier but you can totally say no!” His stare pierces your skin hey you're rambling again his soft touch knocks you out of a nerve-induced daze

 ”… I wouldn't mind showering there I like your soap better anyways. You always smell good.” his smile calms your nerves, “Ok! If you’re absolutely sure, I’ll text you my address and meet you there!” 

You beam at him, your energy buzzing, whether from the pre-workout you took before this or the pure excitement you couldn't pin down. His gaze stays on you as you wave and he watches you walk to your car. 

His palms are sweaty and not from working out.

He has a date.

A date with you to be exact.

TO BE CONTINUED

(Please let me know what you think, This is kinda a blurb and definitely a part one, the other part has smut ofc lol)