#ukai is just too sexy

[mooifyourecows]

barely fighting the urge to write smut into this chapter.

but i must stay strong! i promised myself that nobody would get an explicit sex scene before daisuga and i shall stand by my guns

its just.... the ukatake is ukatalkin in my ear...........

maybe ill write some smut scenes to upload in a separate fic and label it as a "sequel" when it's really just all the "fade to black" scenes i didn't put in the original

that way i could write the TanaEnno smut and matsuhana bj scene too........................ 👀👀👀👀👀👀 (and if anybody is actually interested in the yousuke/risa smut since ya know they ARE oc's, but like it'd be fun to write something hetero for once in my life ya dig)

[no1frogfan]

More Haikyuu boys you meet while pet-sitting

Suna, Ukai Keishin x afab reader

Word count: ~800

Tags & warnings: SMUT-MDNI, p in v, tits & ass, creampie (implied), hair pulling, spanking, sexy voices, 1 mention of a cockroach in Suna’s

Note: A little late to the birthday party. This Suna piece got bumped up the smut queue by request. Sexy Ukai is just for me though, yum

the orig boys | boys 3

You didn’t want to meet the neighbors like this. Every person up and down the hall probably heard your screams as you burst out of your friend’s apartment, banging on the closest door and thanking every deity you know when Suna opens it. You can’t bring yourself to care about how you must look, haphazardly clutching a towel around yourself, soaking wet, shampoo still in your hair. You’re frantically yelling - something about the bathroom, the shower drain, a cockroach - literally begging him to come over and kill it for you. And Suna obliges, mostly so you’ll stop screaming at him.

It’s a miscalculation on his part because after that, he becomes your go-to for pest removal. Like always, you’re prattling on from the safety of the living room (“She told me there were bugs sometimes, but I didn’t realize there would be so many otherwise I wouldn’t have agreed to house-sit…”) while he hunts for wherever this new intruder skittered off to after it flew through the bedroom window. You don’t know why he keeps coming over to help, but every time he does, you’re sneaking peeks at him out of the corner of your eyes, noting just how pretty Rintarou is, with perceptive eyes and strangely graceful movements. You like spending time with him too, even learning to laugh at his smug attitude and snide comments.

As usual, you two hang out afterward, which means eating candy together while you half-watch some dumb movie and he lays on the couch scrolling through Twitter. There’s something different about tonight though. He’s making any excuse to touch you and his gaze keeps sliding to your exposed thighs, and you think - fuck it. You lean down and press your mouth against his, parting your lips to taste the sour candy on his tongue. Immediately, his strong arms pull you on top of him, pushing your hips down to grind your wet cunt on his erection. One hand grips your ass while you ride him, guiding your pace as your clit rubs against the coarse hairs at his base with every bounce, the head of that pretty cock hitting you just right. The other hand pushes you forward, his hot tongue lolling out to catch a nipple in his mouth. He wants you just like this, breasts bobbing and eyes glazed as your pussy clenches around him. “Fuck baby, make that face for me again.”

You’re startled by a sudden pounding at the door. You open it to find an athletic blond sporting an old sweatshirt and well-worn jeans. His hair is pushed back with a headband, revealing two glinting piercings in his ear. He introduces himself as your friend’s old classmate Ukai Keishin. Oh, right. She mentioned someone was coming fix her hot water heater. You were honestly annoyed when she told you - you’re already doing her a favor by cat-sitting, now you also have to take cold showers (at least until the water heater’s fixed), and on top of that, you have deal with a stranger in the house. But now…well, you can barely remember why you were upset in the first place because…do they even make men like this anymore?

You’re secretly thrilled when he invites himself to stay for a beer. He seems surly at first, complaining about long days working one job and long nights coaching some team or other, but you find you enjoy shooting the shit with him. Lucky for you, the repairs are more extensive than he originally thought. You discover he’s observant and thoughtful, bringing you fresh fruit and vegetables after he notices there’s nothing but beer and instant ramen lying around. You like it when he comes over because you can gawk at his muscular arms and hear him chide you with that gravelly voice. He’s thrilled too, to get to watch you prance around the apartment with your cheeks hanging out of the shortest shorts known to humanity.

And now that he’s finished with the repairs, you’ve got nothing to lose, so you sit your sweet ass down on his lap and suggest you test the shower together. You sure as hell would’ve made a move sooner if you knew it’d turn out like this. Hot water trickles down Keishin’s sculpted torso as one hand yanks at your hair, forcing your back to arch and presenting your ass to him. You let out obscene moans, clawing at the cold tile for purchase as his thick cock plunges in and out of your sopping pussy. “Fuck that’s hot,” he growls, enthralled by the way your ass and thighs jiggle with every snap of his hips and every smack of his big, calloused hands. Globs of Keishin’s cum slip out and wash down the drain as you slowly come down from another orgasm, your legs shaking and wobbling. “Don’t collapse on me yet sweetheart, we’ve still got more work to do.”

[byakkomaruu]

Undoing Their Belts One-Handed

These guys are by far the best at it. From the first time they did it, they were fucking legends at it-- and they know it. They're almost too proud of it. Now they just wear belts because they know that them removing the leather bond with a single hand fucks with your head. It's horrifying how skilled they are at it, and it's even more frightening that they stop at nothing to torment you with it.

T. Oikawa, K. Futakuchi, K. Ukai, M. Yaku, S. Daichi, K. Sugawara, E. Semi, A. Konoha.

They... can do it. It took a bit of practice, even while you weren't around (you could not waterboard that information out of them though), but they eventually learned how to do it-- and now they're monsters. They do it so much, just because they think it's cool, that it almost loses its spark. Almost.

T. Kuroo, K. Bokuto, Y. Nishinoya, S. Hinata, R. Tanaka, C. Ennoshita, K. Koganegawa, K. Hoshiumi, Y. Terushima, K. Shirabu.

These guys accidentally do it perfectly. They weren't even trying to be sexy, they just dropped their belt with a single hand as if they regularly did so, which they probably do. They didn't realize that it forces you to cross your legs to hide how you truly feel about it until they spent a couple heartbeats putting two-and-two together in their head. Once they understood it, they started doing it more often, just to fuck with you.

W. Ushijima, A. Azumane, K. Akaashi, T. Kageyama, H. Iwaizumi, O. Miya, R. Suna, A. Ojiro, S. Kiyoomi, S. Kita, S. Kiyoko, T. Hanamaki.

These ones... can't do it. They have to use two hands, I'm so sorry. It's still hot when you see their built hands work with the leather and the buckle. But they just. They can't do it one-handed for the fucking life of them.

T. Goshiki, T. Yamaguchi, H. Lev, A. Miya.

These motherfuckers prefer it when you take their belt off for them. Something about your puny hands, nowhere near as large and built as theirs, paw at their abdomen and eventually rip the leather strip away from them to free what you're after... yeah, no. Once this psycho puts their belt on, they're not taking it off. You are.

K. Tsukishima, S. Tendou, S. Daishou, K. Kenma, A. Kunimi, S. Tanaka, K. Kyotani, I. Matsukawa.

[capricornlevi]

release the Ukai hcs May!!!!!!!!

bc i love you so very very much im dipping into the vault .. pls don’t judge my ukai obsessed brain too harshly ..

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sfw

- takes him a while to get settled into a committed relationship but once he does, he’s the most domestic man on the face of the planet. loves establishing a routine with someone, having them live with him, incorporating them into his daily schedule

- makes a big deal of the holidays/birthdays

- i think he is very very very offline. like he is so offline he has a single-digit number of apps on his phone and 3 of them are sports streaming services

- will give up smoking when he decides he wants to have kids

mildly nsfw:

- i know in my heart of hearts that he loves to be semi-naked when he has a day off at home. like getting that man to wear his hoodie on his off days is impossible he will NOT be fully clothed in his own house

- love language is physical touch but not just hugging, cuddling etc. also loves resting a hand on his partner’s thigh, rubbing circles with his thumb against their shoulder or the back of their hand, having them sit on his lap, spooning naked etc

- he sleeps naked i just know it

nsfw:

- he’s a thigh guy and is obsessed .. OBSESSED w garters, thigh-highs, etc

- also maybe this is too generous but .. i have always seen him as someone who INSISTS on his partner finishing at least once before he even thinks abt fucking them .. like it’s a point of pride with him that he will do it every single time without fail

- this is a man who likes to prone bone!!!!

- because of the aforementioned offline nature of this man, i think for one anniversary/valentines he asked for sexy polaroids from his partner. he keeps them in a secret pocket of his wallet for when he’s apart from them. he won’t video chat but he’ll text his partner with very vivid details describing the effect they’re having on him

- enjoys hair pulling, both doing and receiving (ofc <3)

[nyx1909]

Part one

Third year au

Tobio was in a very foul mood. It was just very obvious. He frowned more and didn't talk much. He ignored Hinata's endless blabbering.

The first years became all fidgety and even Tadashi started getting concerned.

"Hey Kageyama, are you alright ?", He asked worriedly.

"Mind your business!" Kageyama snapped.

The gym fell quiet. Tsukishima opened his mouth to insult him but coach Ukai spoke before him.

"Kageyama, you do not talk to your captain like that! Go out at once and take a walk. Come back once you've reflected on your behaviour. The rest of you, back to practice."

Kageyama stormed off, throwing the ball at the wall. And Tsukishima stared in disbelief.

"He must be going through something. He's been like that the whole week. You better not egg him on, Tsukki." Yamaguchi spoke up, still looking worried.

He didn't mind Kageyama's outburst as much as Tsukishima did.

Without bothering to follow Tadashi's advice, Tsukishima taunted Kageyama for the rest of the practice.

"As punishment instead of Yamaguchi, Kageyama will clean the gym. Who else was there with Yamaguchi ?" Coach Ukai announced.

"That would unluckily be me."

Almost instantly Kageyama groaned. He immediately knew who the snarky voice belonged to.

"Are we sure we should leave them together ?" Hinata asked his boyfriend, who sighed.

"Coach's words. We might find a dead body here tomorrow." Yamaguchi whispered.

LATER

"Is his highness too tired ? Should the commoner do all the work ?"

Something in his gut told Tsukishima that he had taunted Kageyama enough. And he should probably stop.

He was right.

Kageyama first glared at him. Then he took three deep breaths and walked towards him. He walked so calmly that it made Kei uneasy.

Almost unconsciously Kei, moved behind till he hit the wall. Kageyama caged him in and stared at him.

A minute passed and Tsukishima totally froze. He didn't realise what was happening or how he should react to this situation. He became hyper aware of Kageyama's muscular arms surrounding him.

"You're all quiet now." Kageyama spoke suddenly, his voice turning deep.

And Tsukishima couldn't say a single word. Kageyama was so fuxking close. He was pretty as hell. Kei always did admire the setter's skill but has never once been this close to his face.

And goddamn. He was handsome. So much that Kei wished he had noticed it sooner.

"Hey, you've been bothering me all day. Now that I'm up close, what's the matter?" Tobio's voice just sounded so fucking sexy to him that he just moved his eyes down to his mouth.

Fuxk

That was the biggest mistake Kei made in his life.

Kageyama's lips were slightly parted and God they looked so fuxking soft and pink and just kissable.

"My eyes are up here, bean pole." Tobio just sounded amused this time. As if wondering why Tsukishima Kei of all people was staring at his lips and not uttering a word.

"Do you want me to kiss you?" Kageyama asked after a second. He mostly said it to get a reaction out of the blocker but a part of him hoped for something more.

Kei panicked almost instantly at the word kiss and Kageyama laughed.

"You won't talk to me as if you've lost your voice and you keep staring at me. Do you like me ?" It sounded like Tobio wished Kei would say yes.

It was a question Kei asked himself the minute he found Tobio handsome. He nodded in the most awkward way possible which Kageyama found adorable.

"Oh that's great. I like you too. Can I kiss you ?"

Kei replied by caressing his face softly. He stared at his eyes while slowly lowering himself to touch Tobio's lips. It was light peck and Kageyama was not having it.

"That's not a kiss, Kei."

Fuxk.

Did his name ever sound that sexy ?

Tobio grabbed his face and slowly smirked his way into a proper french kiss.

"They're soft." Kei mumbled.

"What ?" Tobio asked confused.

"Your lips.... they're soft." Kei was feeling drunk. He was mumbling nonsense. He felt weird. The guy in front of him was his teammate who was covered in sweat and all kinds of gross bodily fluid yet all Kei wanted at that moment was to kiss him.

"Hah."

Tobio closed his eyes trying his best to control himself.

"Do you want to sleep over at my place ?" He asked after two minutes of admiring Kei and trying not to pounce on him.

"What ? Isn't that too fast ?" Kei finally felt like he was in his senses. He looked so flabbergasted that Tobio chuckled and kissed his cheek.

"We're just gonna sleep, idiot. And I have someone picking me up today. We're both tired so let's just go at mine."

"Okay." The only reason Kei agreed was probably because of the whole kiss thing and how much energy that zapped out of him.

OUTSIDE

A limousine stood outside the gates of the school and Tobio gave a big sigh before dragging Kei with him.

An old man dressed in butler like clothes stepped out and greeted Kageyama

"Young master, do we have a guest tonight ?"

Kei looked at Tobio in disbelief. He knew the setter was rich but not rich enough to have a freaking butler.

"No need for any of that nonsense please. He'll be sleeping in my room. Give him a phone."

After calling home, Kei almost immediately hissed at Kageyama.

"How rich are you ? Young master ? And why am I sleeping in your room ?"

"Calm down kitten. I'm not that rich. Also you just kissed me awhile ago. You won't take responsibility for that ?" Tobio teased enjoying the red that spread across Kei's face.

"You were the one with your tongue down my throat." He snapped

Follow for part two

[future-dregs]

Fanfic Friday! (Smut edition 🔞)

(Ha ha, oh guys do you remember the few weeks when I used to do these? Ha ha)

So anyway! We're gonna try again, and this, we're getting sexy~

💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋

Cut Me, Sharpen Me by gayvillians

Billy would probably be the death of him.

Fandom - Scream

Pairing - Billy/Stu

Notes - If I'm being genuine, it's not the most in character thing around, but it's not distractingly out of character either, plus it was just really fun to read.

A Waste of Good Suffering by williamshooketh

Billy had known for years that he got off on the fucked-up stuff. He just couldn't let other people have that part of him.

He couldn't let Stu have that part of him.

Fandom - Scream

Pairing - Billy/Stu

Notes - Straight up, my favorite Scream fic I've read thus far. I think Billy is done really well in here, and I like the way the author wrote the knifeplay. I come back to reread this one often.

Algolagnia by Xela

Leave it to Foggy Nelson to have to teach Matt Murdock that all pain is not created equal, and whatever he needs is his for the asking. OR: Matt is the worst baby sub, and for some reason everyone expects Foggy to lead him down the primrose BDSM path.

Fandom - Daredevil

Pairing - Matt/Froggy

Notes - My absolute favorite thing about this fic is the way it handles kink, BDSM, and and the intricacies that come with it. I randomly decided to read this one day, and I'm so very glad that I did. I'm not even a part of this fandom, but my fanfic experience would be lesser without it. (Also that wax scene? OOF!)

For Life by KakashiSensei

Three wives and their new husband get to know each other. Sometimes, it only takes one night to become friends and partners for life.

Fandom - Kimetsu no Yaiba

Pairing - Uzui and his wives

Notes - I haven't found much that deals with them and their polyamory in an equal way, but this one does, and sweetly too.

Police Dog by surveycorpsjean

Yahaba takes home a gruff looking, beat up dog. He patches his ear, and wraps his leg, and goes to sleep.

The next morning he wakes up to a hot guy rummaging through his kitchen.

“I took a pair of your shorts.” He says, standing up and away from the fridge. “Hope that’s a’ight with you.”

Fandom - Haikyu!!

Pairing - Kyoutani Kentarou/Yahaba Shigeru

Notes - Police and shapeshifter AU. Chapter six is the only thing I can think about, I'm sorry. (Sometimes I go back and reread just that one).

coffee, god, and cigarettes by charmanander

Takeda isn’t sure where the steam ends and where the smoke begins, all wafting up into the dingy kitchen air and clouding around their heads in a thick, pungent fog.

aka ukai contributes to second hand smoking and takeda lets him

Fandom - Haikyu!!

Pairing - Ukitake

Notes - Blowjobs, shotguns, and the pale yellow light of a kitchen. (No lie, I read this one after I wrote my own Ukitake fic, and I kinda got jealous because I WISH I'd wrote this.)

Isn't it supposed to be pollen? by mikansei

Two idiots catch a cold, and all hell breaks loose.

Fandom - Gintama

Pairing - Hijikata Toshirou/Okita Sougo

Notes - Sex pollen and silliness. Also kinda sweet.

💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋

So there we go! Honestly I haven't read fic in so long, and this post was kind of born out of me missing that.

Mind the tags, and I'll see you next week! *fingers crossed that I don't forget*

[sweetdreamlandstuff]

Attractive things the Haikyu men do

Summary: A collection of things they do or habits they have that are sexy/attractive. Really soft because I’m in my feelings

Characters: timeskip Suna/Ushijima/Ukai/Oikawa/Iwaizumi/Osamu x gender neutral reader

Notes: No smut today lol I hope you guys still enjoy <3 Let me know what you think! Reblogs and comments are highly appreciated :)

Part 2 here

Warnings: mention of weed in Ukai’s part, Iwaizumi’s part is quite suggestive

Rintarou Suna

Yes, smoking is bad for you. You’re aware of that. It is actually especially bad for you when Suna does it. The sight of him smoking nearly sends you into cardiac arrest every time. 

The cigarette in his slender hand, his half-lidded eyes peering down. The low click the lighter makes before its flame paints orange hues onto his skin. The light reflects beautifully in his green irises. Suna looks ethereal like that. The light illuminating him flatters him, sharpening the contours of his face. 

The end of his cigarette glows red as he takes his first drag. The smoke he exhales whirls out of his parted lips, floating towards the night sky. 

Your glance lingers on him far too long but you’re unable to tear your eyes away. Not even when Suna lifts his gaze to lock his eyes with you. 

“You want to have a drag?” He asks, his voice hoarse as his smoldering eyes peer into yours.

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Ushijima is a little bit oblivious. Especially when it comes to the effect he has on you. You’ve been with him since years and he still gets your heart racing - more than he should. And he probably doesn’t even know how he does it.

Just like now, leaning casually against the doorframe, with his arms above his head. You ogle his impressing biceps, barely listening to what he is saying. His deep voice is only background noise to you, as you let your gaze travel down his body. 

His T-shirt is slightly riding up, revealing part of his trained abdomen and the little trail of hair leading downwards, disappearing behind his shorts. You bite down onto your bottom lip unconsciously. 

“Are you listening?” His deep voice reaches you. 

You perk up, raising your eyes to his. Ushijima’s expression is gentle, if not worried, his olive eyes fixed on yours sternly.

“Yeah,” you breathe. And once again he is unaware of his effect on you. 

Keishin Ukai

You watch his skilled hands work. Even an amateur could spot how often Keishin has done this; rolling himself a joint. There’s no movement too much, everything is perfectly executed. You watch his large hands twist the grinder with the weed. You observe the way the paper glides between his fingertips as he rolls the joint. 

And after that comes your favorite part of his perfected routine. His tongue peeking out of his mouth as he licks the paper, while his eyes rest on you. The first time he looked at you like that you let out a quiet gasp (and you still thank the universe that he didn’t hear that). 

But Ukai probably still knows how you like that; watching him drag his tongue along the joint. He observes you as well, noticing the way your pupils dilate, watching the way your lips part slightly in awe. And he always hates it when you avert your gaze, reluctantly tearing your captivating eyes away from him.

Tooru Oikawa

You lean against the doorframe slightly lowering your hand that holds your phone. You forget all about what you wanted to show him when you see him.

Oikawa is sitting on the desk. He’s so concentrated on the screen in front of him that he doesn’t even notice your presence. You watch him for a few minutes; a slight smile tugging at your lips. 

You love when he looks like that; his hazel eyes full of determination, his hair slightly disheveled, evidence of how his fingers must have threaded through his locks just a moment ago. 

But what you like most is the way his tongue sticks out of his mouth, just a little bit. You can’t exactly pinpoint why but it drives you insane. It’s cute and all too attractive. Your chest warms as you are reminded of how lucky you are that you’re the one that gets to see Oikawa like this.

 

Hajime Iwaizumi

Iwaizumi probably couldn’t tell you why you two always end up like this. One moment he is in the middle of a heated argument and in the next he has your legs thrown over his shoulders. Iwaizumi doesn’t know why - but you do.

Maybe you should talk with your therapist about it, but you can’t deny the fact that you like it when he’s angry. Frankly, it turns you on. That is because Iwaizumi just looks good like that; clenching his jaw, which highlights his jawline even more. The glint in his dark eyes, as they gaze into yours sternly. The slight furrow of his brow, and the way he clenches his fists. 

Your heart flutters in your chest when you observe him like this in front of you. And after some time you just forget what you two were fighting about anyway. Eventually, the anger you two feel gets channeled in a way both of you can’t complain about.

Osamu Miya

You like it when the day ends like this; you sitting on the kitchen counter as you watch Osamu cooking. He thinks you just like to keep him company, which is true of course. But there’s another layer to it, an aspect he hasn’t figured out yet. 

You like to watch him cooking. It’s written all over his face how much he loves to. Watching him gives you maybe just as much joy as he gets from doing it.

His grey eyes are gleaming, a gentle smile on his lips, his usual neutral countenance vanished, making room for a softer, fulfilled expression. This expression on his face has your chest swelling with affection every time. 

As you watch Osamu you listen to his deep, gentle voice as he narrates his steps to you. You don’t particularly listen to the content of it, rather to the sound of his voice. You truly could listen to him like that forever.

You observe his skilled hands chopping up whatever is on the cutting board efficiently. You’ve seen this way too many times to still be impressed by it. But you still are.

©sweetdreamlandstuff

[princ3sslulu]

Coach Ukai Boyfriend HCs !

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pairing: coach ukai x female!reader

includes: dry humping, sm0king, exhibitionism, creampie, soft sex, small mention of aftercare, fingers in the mouth baby😩

a/n: coach ukai is currently giving me major brain rot. also, i've been writing so many character hcs because im too lazy to work on anything else:) so enjoy. (tbh i could write a million of these and never run out of ideas. long live daddy ukai.)

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keishin loves shotgunning. he would have you straddle his lap while he's sitting on the couch, and he would tease you, OH how he would tease you. he would drag his big hands up and down your thighs, over and over and over again. and of course, he'd give you the occasional smirk--staring straight into your eyes as he takes a hit from his cigarette, which of course he would then blow in your face.

he'd reach up and generously give you a hit every once and a while, watching you intently as you inhale, your sexy lips wrapping around the cigarette. and then, only then, when the tension is too much for either of you to handle anymore, he takes one last longgg drag and pulls you in for a deep kiss. shoving the smoke down into your throat.

keishin loves fucking you in public. sometimes, he doesn't even fuck you. he just teases you--with his words, with his lips, with his touches. everything he does is such a damn tease. but then, there's the times when he really fucks you. he'll pull you into the bathroom at the movie theater and silently fuck the shit out of you. he loves watching your face contort and struggle to keep its composure. he loves holding his hand roughly over your mouth to suppress the string of moans coming out of it.

but his favorite thing...is cumming inside of you. knowing that it'll just drip out of your cunt and onto your cute little panties all day long. plus, you're in public, so it's not like you can change. this way, he thinks, you'll be all perfect and ready to fuck when you both get home. (or maybe just to the next bathroom;)

keishin loves dry humping. he is absolutely obsessed with the idea of grinding his clothed dick into your clothed ass. sometimes he'll even have you wear specific cute and tiny outfits just for him to look at while grinding on top of you.

he loves when you get so sick of it, so needy for his actual dick inside of you, that you start begging. pathetic, pretty little words like, "please keishin...please fuck me," or "i need your dick so so bad, i'd do anything to have it inside me daddy." oh yeah, that shit drives him insane. and sometimes he'll even force you to cum just like that.

keishin loves soft sex. occasionally, after a long game or stressful practice with the team, he'll come home and just want to fuck his pretty little girlfriend. not rough, nothing special, just a nice long, sweet fuck. he'll kiss all over your neck and face, and tell you too many times how much he loves you. he'll be so gentle and kind and say all the right things. and he adores just holding you close while he pounds into his beautiful princess.

he loves cuddling afterward too. he'll just hold you and whisper sweet nothings to you while you rest in his arms. he'll just watch you sleep after as well, knowing that he did a good job satisfying his pretty girl.

keishin loves putting his fingers in your mouth. he swears it’s one of his all time favorite things—watching you gag and choke all around his huge fingers. he loves to pump them in and out of your mouth to the exact same pace he pumps in and out of your cunt. oh and sometimes, he’ll just put them in there in general, you don’t even need to be fucking. he’ll do it while you’re cuddling, or come up behind you while you’re cooking and just do it.

[bratdesire]

Your Dad, My Daddy

Pairing: Ukai Keishin x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ smut, age gap, older man/younger woman, barely legal, squirting, rough sex, daddy kink, alcohol mention, questionable ethics, d/s dynamics, overstimulation, degrading language, touch of subspace, unprotected sex, breeding kink, slight dubcon if you squint but it’s all consensual, Ukai’s dick is pierced, exhibitionism(?)

Genre: Smut, just so much smut

Word count: 9.4k

Author’s note: Here is my contribution to the new HQHQ collab!! You can find the masterlist right here! Big big thank you to @sempiternal-amour and @inaflashimagine​ for beta-ing this monster fic, ilysm <3 This is so incredibly self-indulgent, I even inserted my nickname ~for spice~. Anyways, enjoy my incoherent screaming uwu

Summary: When you go over to your friend’s house for a study session you don’t anticipate meeting her very attractive father, and you surely don’t anticipate the very same man fucking you over their couch.

“Hey, I apologize in advance for anything weird my dad says or does. You know how dads are,” Hitomi explains as she pulls into the driveway of her house. 

It’s small but nice and well-manicured, situated in the cul de sac of a middle-class suburb.

“Dad, we’re here,” she shouts up the stairs, setting her keys on the small table next to the front door. Hitomi’s gaze drifts to the tall, dark haired man sitting at the kitchen table and your own gaze soon follows. “Oh, there you are.”

She quickly pecks the man on his cheek before walking over to the shiny silver fridge, pulling out a couple bottles of water. “Dad, this is Bunny, Bunny this is Dad,” she gestures between the two of you. 

When her father glances up from his phone to give you a nod of acknowledgement, you’re taken aback by how handsome he is. 

You can tell from the slight wrinkles around his lips and the crinkles by his eyes that he’s definitely a much older man, but other than that he’s flawless. The angle of his jaw is sharp but soft, lower face darkened by his five o’clock shadow. His chocolate brown eyes are complemented by plump, pink lips that would look even better swollen and shiny with saliva. Dark, shiny locks are gathered into a low ponytail and you wonder how they would feel fisted in your fingers. He’s gorgeous in a rugged, mature way that boys your age aren’t and could never hope to be. 

Hitomi never told you her dad was hot but then again, why would she? 

“Mr. Ukai, it’s nice to meet you,” you greet him.

He waves his hand in the air dismissively, “Ah, you can just call me Keishin. No need to be so formal.”

Hitomi mutters a frustrated “shit” under her breath and it takes you a few moments to tear your eyes away from the man in front of you. 

“I left my textbook in the car, I have to go grab it,” she sighs then turns to her dad. “You, don’t scare off my friend, please.” 

Keishin puts a hand on his heart, a falsely serious expression on his face. “I won’t, scout’s honor.”

She just rolls her eyes, exiting the kitchen the same way you entered. The front door slams shut, leaving you alone with your friend’s very hot dad.

Keishin looks up at you then quickly looks away, unsure how to interact with his daughter’s friends. “So is, uh, Bunny your real name?” he asks, nervously rubbing the back of his head.

Leaning against the table he’s seated at, you fold your arms across your chest, fully aware of how low cut your top is. You don’t miss the way his eyes briefly flicker down to your cleavage then back up to your face. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” you challenge, raising an eyebrow at him.

“I… I’m just trying to make conversation,” he laughs nervously.

“Hm, well, the short answer is no. You’ll have to get to know me a bit better before I give you the long answer.” 

He snorts, pushing his chair back and rising to his full height. “What gave you the confidence to speak like this to your elders?”

Taking a step towards him, you twirl a piece of hair around your finger and shyly peer up at him through your lashes. “I don’t know, but maybe you can teach me how to behave.”

A light blush colors his cheeks and his eyes widen with surprise. “I-I don’t know what you’re implying, but it’s not... appropriate,” he stutters, taking a step backwards to try to put some distance between you.

You sidle up to him, reaching out a hand to caress his well-muscled arm. When he makes no move to stop your petting, you bite your lip and get on your tiptoes to whisper in his ear. “Who said we had to be appropriate?” 

His mouth is slightly agape, lips moving every so often, as if he wants to say something but doesn’t. “I—” he starts.

The sound of the front door slamming open makes you both jump apart, trying to appear as casual as possible. 

“I got it! We can go study now,” Hitomi proclaims, waving the book around in her hands. She glances at you, then at her father and notices the way you’re completely turned away from each other. “Oh my God, Dad, what did you do?” she groans.

He holds up both hands in surrender, shaking his head emphatically. “I didn’t do anything! Why do you always think I did something?”

Your friend strides over to lightly punch his shoulder, a disapproving but loving expression on her face. “Because you’re weird and lame. Besides, between you and Bunny, I’m always going to assume that you’re the guilty party.”

You find yourself chuckling at their banter, touched by how close they are. It’s evident that Hitomi and Keishin care a lot about each other, regardless of how much they tease each other and guilt twists in your gut when you remind yourself that you were flirting with him. She likely wouldn’t forgive you for trying to sleep with her dad and it would cause a great deal of damage to their relationship, possibly beyond repair if she knew he was into girls her age. To make matters worse, you’re two years her junior. What man would sleep with a girl younger than his daughter?

But your morals are tossed right out the window when you take in the sight of Keishin’s radiant smile—all straight, white teeth and eyes that shine like pools of dark honey. It’s in that moment that you decide you’re going to seduce that man if it’s the last thing you do.

Sorry, Hitomi. Kind of.

---

“Okay, so L-Tyrosine is one of the twenty amino acids used by the body to synthesize proteins. It is also an aromatic amino acid derived from phenylalanine by hydroxylation in the para position—oof!” Hitomi’s droning is cut off by the pillow you send hurtling towards her head.

You sit up on her bed, squealing obnoxiously as you stretch. “Hitomi, I love you, but please shut up. My brain is melting. We’ve been at this for three hours now, can we take a break?”

She closes the textbook in her lap and pushes it to the edge of her desk. “Fine, fine. We can take a twenty minute break, but we have to go right back to studying because finals are this week and I cannot afford to fail,” your friend warns, despite how she whips out her phone at lightning speed.

Picking at a stray thread on the comforter, you gently try to get her attention, “Hey, Tomi?”

“Hm?” she responds, barely glancing up from the video she’s watching.

You’re not sure how to broach the subject, but you’ve never been one to beat around the bush so you just come right out and say it. “Has anyone told you your dad’s kinda hot?”

That makes her stop, her head jerking up from her phone at lightning speed. “What!? That old geezer?” She sounds dumbfounded, incredulous at the prospect that someone would be interested in her father.

“Yeah girl, he’s a total DILF,” you confess, making a little fanning motion with your hand like you’re burning up inside just thinking about him, and it’s not that far from the truth.

Hitomi makes no effort to hide her feelings, disgust clearly evident in her delicate features. “Ew! You have to be joking. Please tell me you’re joking.”

“I’m not joking! He’s really sexy,” you muse dreamily.

She claps both hands over her ears, yelling at the top of her lungs to drown you out. “I never want to hear you say that my old man is ‘sexy’ ever again!”

You childishly stick your tongue out at her. “Hey! I’m just speaking the truth. You have to have had friends say the same thing.”

Removing her hands from her ears, she brings one up to stroke her chin, seemingly deep in thought. “Now that I think about it, back in high school my friends were a lot more enthusiastic about coming over once they met my father.”

You feel vindicated by her personal testimony, even if she thinks you’re gross. “See? I’m not the only one who finds your dad ridiculously attractive.”

Hitomi gags dramatically as if she’s going to puke and judging by the look on her face, she just might. “Please, no more, I’m begging you.” 

“Fine, fine I’ll stop, but don’t act surprised when I become your new stepmom,” you tease, wiggling your eyebrows at her.

“You’re younger than me, don’t even joke about that,” she shudders in horror. “Okay, with that we need to get back to studying amino acids and proteins.”

“Whatever you say, future stepdaughter.” You muster your best motherly voice, sickeningly sweet and a touch passive aggressive.

This time, it’s Hitomi’s turn to throw a pillow at you.

---

Since the day you met Keishin, you haven’t been able to get him off your mind. Even when you’re in class trying to learn about the sodium-potassium pump, you find your thoughts drifting to his hands, his lips, him. He’s simply become too distracting to ignore.

More times than you care to admit, you’ve fucked yourself with your fingers to thoughts of how his fingers would feel pumping inside you. You fantasize about how his hand would feel around your neck, squeezing with just enough pressure to make your vision hazy. His name is always on the tip of your tongue when you orgasm and when you finally let yourself moan out ‘Keishin,’ you know enough is enough. A man his age has to know exactly how to make a woman scream and writhe in pleasure, but you need to experience it for yourself or you’ll die trying.

You’re not oblivious to the way he looks at you with hunger and longing in his eyes, you know he wants you too and you’re not above using dirty tricks to show him just how much you want him. 

If he’s too proud, too noble to give in to his urges, you’ll just have to break him. His resolve may be strong, but yours is stronger.

Your efforts begin innocently enough, gently probing him for more information about himself so you can get to know him better.

“I’ve noticed you don’t wear a ring. Is there a Mrs. Ukai in the picture?” you ask innocently.

Keishin clears his throat a bit too loudly, refusing to meet your questioning gaze. “Nah. It’s just me and Tomi, always has been.”

“Any… future Mrs. Ukai in the picture?”

The corners of his lips twitch slightly, the barest of smiles tugging at his handsome features. “Can’t say there is. Between the store and coaching volleyball, I don’t really have the time to date.”

You nod and make a noise of acknowledgement, relieved by the confirmation that he is in fact very, very single. You’re a lot of things, but you’re not a homewrecker.

On another occasion, you’re seated on their plush leather couch and Keishin’s in the well-worn La-Z-Boy recliner to your left. You’re watching some Adam Sandler movie on Netflix, but it’s paused while Hitomi is in the bathroom.

You take your alone time together as an opportunity to question him more, toeing the line of what would be considered proper. “So, Keishin, how old are you? I know Tomi’s twenty-one so you must be…” you trail off, hoping he’ll humor you.

He takes a swig of the beer in his hand and your eyes instinctively flicker down to watch the way his Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows. “Old.”

You roll your eyes and prop your chin up on your hand, readjusting your position on the couch so you’re leaning closer to him. “Obviously, but just how old?”

“Why do you want to know so badly?” he asks, head tilted and a well-groomed eyebrow lifted questioningly.

“I was just wondering if you’re older than my dad,” you tease. 

His shoulders shake slightly as he chuckles, amusement dancing in his eyes. “I’m forty-four. Do I have him beat?”

“He’s forty-two, so just barely.” Your steady, unwavering eyes lock onto his own, which are glassy and unfocused from the alcohol. When he brings the bottle to his lips once more, you nonchalantly add, “Maybe I should call you Daddy instead.”

Keishin coughs and sputters in surprise, causing him to choke on his beverage and a spray of sticky beer splatters across your face. 

Apologies tumble out of his mouth as soon as he realizes that your cheeks and hair are dripping with the craft IPA he was drinking. “I-I’m so sorry! I’ll get you a towel,” he blurts, shooting up from his chair. 

In his panic and embarrassment, he rushes toward the linen closet and you can’t help the giggles that escape your mouth at how uncoordinated he is, now several drinks in. “Hey, it’s okay. It’s not that big of a deal,” you reassure him, wiping your face with the back of your hand for emphasis.

He returns from the rummaging around the hall closet, a dark blue towel in his hand, which he offers to you with a nod of his head.

No matter your protests and assurances that you’re fine, Keishin is even more insistent in offering you the towel to clean yourself up. When you refuse to take the towel from him, he kneels down next to you and leans in to dab at the foamy liquid that has soaked into your hair. 

Your breath hitches in your throat when you feel his fingers on your jaw and you almost squeak at his close proximity. He hasn’t let you near him since your first encounter and now he’s right in front of you, so close that his breath curls around your cheeks, smelling of malted hops and the slightest hint of peppermint. You can map out the slight freckles on the bridge of his nose and each long, curled eyelash that brushes his cheeks each time he blinks.

He’s truly a beautiful man, all sharp angles and rough stubble and you can feel your cheeks warm when you realize that he’s right there. If you leaned forward just a little bit more, your noses would brush against each other. 

A deep, rumbling voice interrupts your daydreaming. “Kid, are you even listening to me?”

You blink a couple times, coming to the realization that he’s been trying to talk to you for the last few minutes, but you were too busy admiring his beauty.

Keishin shakes his head as he leans back on his heels, using one hand to rub his face wearily. “As I was saying, you can’t just… say things like that. I know young girls sometimes have fantasies about older men like me, but I’m telling you now that it’ll only end badly,” he sighs. “I’m not a righteous man, I have my vices. God, do I have lots of them, and I don’t need another one.”

He mumbles the last sentence, barely loud enough for you to hear, despite how close you are.

Another one? Is he admitting that the attraction is mutual? You have to know, you just have to. Your body practically aches from how badly you want him.

“Keishin, I—” you start, reaching out to touch his arm, but he stands abruptly and quickly turns to shuffle away from the couch.

“This just isn’t a good idea, kid. Just forget about me, alright?” he says, his back to you. A tinge of regret and hesitation seeps into his words, as if he wants to take back everything he’s said.

After the beer incident, the man is even less receptive than he was before, making every effort to avoid being alone with you.

Even still, you’re not discouraged because he never outright rejected you. If he had, you would’ve stopped your pursuit weeks ago, but he only seems to be trying to maintain his composure as a righteous man.

Righteous men are wolves in sheep’s clothing, always putting on a facade so they can claim plausible deniability when they’re caught with their pants around their ankles. But no matter how honorable or virtuous a man tries to be, none of them can resist a wet, willing pussy laid out in front of them and Keishin is no exception.

That’s why you’ve shown up to their house the last few weeks in skirts far too short to be considered decent, flashing little peeks of your underwear each time you move too much or bend over too far. Each time you bend over to grab a pencil or a piece of paper off the floor, Keishin is always conveniently positioned behind you so he gets an eyeful of your pretty lace panties and the little dark spot where your wetness has soaked through the fabric. 

After you retrieve your item from the ground, you look over your shoulder to make direct eye contact with him and say ‘oops,’ without a hint of regret in your voice. You revel in the clenching of his jaw and the way he exhales loud and heavy through his nose, frustration mounting each time you try to provoke him.

When your ass and clothed pussy are on display for him, you make sure to wiggle your hips a bit, an open invitation to fuck you the way you both want to. It never fails to elicit some sort of reaction from the older man, ranging from a few groans and a choked cough, to making a very hasty exit, a book or some other object held over the front of his jeans. 

Without fail, Hitomi expresses her concern each time her father storms out of the room, red-faced and breathing heavily. He just waves her off, telling her he’s not feeling well, but you know the truth. He’s painfully hard, painfully hard from you, even if he doesn’t admit it.

Truthfully, if you weren’t trying to get him to fuck you so hard you can’t walk you would applaud his self-control and restraint. Even after weeks of teasing and provocation, the man refuses to give in to his desires.

That’s okay. If he’s not going to come to you, you’ll just have to take matters into your own hands.

----

It all reaches a tipping point when you’re unable to go home for winter break and Hitomi offers you their guest room to stay in for a few weeks. 

Apparently she never asked her father for permission, if Keishin’s shocked, slightly panicked face when you walked through the door with your suitcase was any indication. When he tried to question Hitomi about whether or not it’s such a good idea for you to stay, she wasn’t having any of it and told him that you’re a friend in need. 

Hitomi’s so sweet and caring that you feel a twinge of guilt for plotting to seduce her father in her house when she’s none the wiser. She just wanted to lend a helping hand by letting you stay with them, oblivious to your true plans, but what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.

Now that you’re under the same roof, all you really want to do is ambush Keishin as soon as possible, but you have to plan around Hitomi’s schedule so you have bide your time. What’s the saying? Good things come to those who wait?

And wait you do. You wait for two whole weeks, in fact. But then the stars align so perfectly that some otherworldly force must be looking out for you.

Hitomi is gone to work and won’t be back until the middle of the night when her shift is over, while Keishin is home reviewing footage from his team’s latest game. 

He told you he does this right before a big game so he can tell his players what they need to improve on and get in that last bit of refinement before the day of. When he clued you in on his strategy you just nodded and hummed, not really listening, mostly focused on ogling his muscles through his thin t-shirt.

Your nerves have been buzzing since you woke up this morning, sensing the heaviness in the air. You’re wearing your prettiest lace panties and its matching bra and frankly, you’re feeling pretty damn confident. You look good and you know you look good. If you were trying to seduce any guy your age, they’d drop their pants as soon as they got a little glimpse of your underwear, but Keishin’s not any guy your age. He needs a little convincing, a little push in the right direction, and you’ll be the one to help him.

You’ve flitted around the house all day, just trying to find the right moment to pounce. 

Currently, Keishin is sitting in the living room watching the recording on the big flat screen in the living room. He looks preoccupied with taking notes on the notepad in his lap, but it’s now or never, you suppose.

Before you try to talk yourself out of it, you stride over to where he’s sitting and put your hand on his shoulder to get his attention.

“Hey. Did you need something? I’m kind of busy analyzing my team’s last game.”

Not wanting to lose your nerve, you wordlessly swing one leg over his, then the other, planting yourself firmly in his lap. His entire body goes ramrod stiff, hands jerking away from your body as if you’ve burned him.

“W-what do you think you’re doing?” he stutters, alarm evident in his voice.

When he makes no move to throw you off his lap, you wrap your arms around his neck and lean into him, pressing your chest to his. 

“What we both have been wanting to do since the day I met you,” you purr, lips barely brushing against the shell of his ear. He shivers when you gently nibble on his earlobe and your confidence only grows as you discover that he wants this just as much as you do.

“I d-don’t know what you’re talking about. This isn't right. I’m your friend’s father and I’m... old enough to be y-yours,” he mutters, running a hand through his already messy hair, conflicted with how to proceed.

You can’t tell whether he’s trying to convince you or himself, so you decide to give him a little encouragement.

Leaning back slightly, you run your hands down his chest and bite your lip. “Are we going to keep playing games or are you gonna fuck me? Because if not, I’ve got several guys back at college who—”

You’re cut off when Keishin’s hand wraps around your throat, the other braced against your back to pull you flush against him. 

“You think your little stunts are cute, don’t you?” he growls, his minty breath washing over your face.

“What, you don’t think so, Daddy?” you pout, batting your eyelashes at him innocently.

His eyes flash with something hot and primal and you can feel the gush of wetness between your thighs. “I’m getting a little tired of them,” he growls.

“This,” you palm at the bulge straining against his pants, “Tells me otherwise, you know.”

The hand around your throat tightens, cutting off whatever bratty remark you were about to make. “I’ve had enough of you prancing around my home in tiny skirts and flashing me your panties when my daughter is around. It’s unbecoming.”

“Then t-teach me a lesson,” you gasp, struggling to speak with Keishin’s fingers so firmly wrapped around your throat.

The way he grins is downright sinful and it stokes the fire already raging inside you. “Careful what you wish for, little girl.”

With some manhandling on Keishin’s part, you’re shoved toward the couch then pulled back onto his lap, but this time you’re on your stomach and both your wrists are pinned behind your back.

“Before we go any further,” he starts, trailing his fingers down your spine and leaving goosebumps in their wake. “I have to ask… How old are you?”

You twist around to look him in the eyes, a defiant smirk on your face. “Old enough.” Your mischievous giggle is cut off by a swift, firm slap to your ass.

“Watch the lip, brat. I need a little more reassurance than that.”

“Since you’re just so concerned, I’m nineteen. Perfectly legal and more importantly, legally fuckable,” you say, punctuated by an enticing wiggle of your hips.

“Jesus, you’re two years younger than Tomi. What am I doing?” He seems lost in thought as the honorable side of him fights a losing battle against his baser, carnal instincts. Whatever reservations he has are thrown aside when you start to wiggle in his grasp, maneuvering yourself over his crotch to grind yourself against his hardness.

Keishin gathers your hair around his fist, harshly jerking your head so far backwards that your spine aches from the unnatural angle.

“Stop fucking squirming. You just don’t know how to behave, do you?” It’s phrased like a question, but he shoves two of his fingers in your mouth so you can’t respond. 

You knew Keishin would be the perfect dom, but the ease with which he settles into the role makes your head spin and your insides throb. Latching onto his digits, you lick and suck like the good girl you are, coating them in saliva as he hums in appreciation.

“Foo wans tuh behav wen thith is wutt I ge fo bein ba?” you ask, garbled and muffled by the fingers massaging the back of your tongue. 

A series of harder, heavier spanks make you squeal and squirm even more in his lap. He gently rubs his hand over your warm, stinging flesh as he speaks. “Such a troublemaker. Just what am I going to do with you, hm?” He tries to sound admonishing, but you can tell he’s smiling behind his words.

His hand leaves your ass, no doubt raised to spank you again, but before he can, you bite down on his fingers. Not too hard, just enough for him to jerk them out of your mouth. “You can do whatever you want to me, Daddy.” 

You jolt when his thumb rubs against your pussy through your panties. They’re soaked with your slick, the material clinging to your skin uncomfortably. The barest touch has you gasping and pushing your hips back for more. You’re so sensitive from the teasing and you’re so turned on you just might pass out if you’re not filled up soon.

Keishin just laughs darkly at the pathetic humping of your hips and you can feel the rumbling in his chest. “This is what I love about girls your age. So sensitive…” He pulls your panties aside and gently eases a finger inside you, then another as you moan and shake in his lap. “And so reactive. I bet you’d cum just from me putting my cock inside this tight, wet cunt, wouldn’t you?”

He speaks with a hint of condescension that has you clenching around his digits, coating them in sticky, syrupy strands of your arousal as they pump in and out of you. You’d almost be embarrassed at how worked up you are if you had more self respect, but you don’t. All you can focus on is the way his fingertips curl into the little spongy spot inside you that makes you whine.

“Why don’t you try it and find out?” The challenge in your voice is severely dampened by how breathless and wrecked you are even though you haven’t really even done anything.

His fingers pull out of you with a lewd squelching sound and you can hear him suck them into his mouth. “You taste even better than I imagined, but I want to taste that sweet pussy of yours. Up, little girl.” He coaxes you from his lap and onto the couch so your back is nestled into the cushions.

Sweat is making hair stick to your forehead and you’re breathing so heavily you’d think you just ran a marathon, but Keishin is looking down at you like you’re the most beautiful thing in the world and it nearly steals what little breath you have left in your lungs.

Oxygen is the last thing on your mind when his lips slot themselves between yours, soft yet demanding as they suck and lick. The movement of his lips doesn’t falter when he pulls your shirt over your head to reveal your light pink bra. Keishin pulls back to kiss along your collarbones, neck, and chest, his teeth occasionally nipping your sensitive flesh and leaving goosebumps in their wake. He expertly removes your panties with one hand so you’re left in just your plaid skirt, exposing your heated flesh to the coolness of the living room. 

You’re nearly naked but he’s wearing far too many clothes for your liking, so you blindly grab at his shirt, but your fingers are shaking too much for you to get a good grip. Once he realizes what you’re trying to do, he puts his hands over yours and helps you take off his shirt. You nearly start drooling when all of his hard, rippling muscles and smooth, tan skin are finally revealed to your greedy eyes that can’t seem to settle one thing. You don’t know if you’ll get this opportunity again and you want to remember everything in painstaking detail, especially Keishin’s gorgeous body.

He momentarily disentangles himself from you to remove his jeans, leaving him in just his Calvin Klein boxer briefs. The outline of his cock is evident as it strains against the blue material and you reach out to stroke it, but he just takes your hand in his.

He brings it to his lips, then kisses up your arm until he reaches your lips. “All in due time, sweet girl. I want to taste you first.” Your mouth is claimed in another hungry, bruising kiss and you squeal when Keishin takes your lip between his teeth and bites, blood rushing to the surface of your skin. 

His head dips down to leave featherlight kisses and teasing licks down your chest and stomach before he’s resting between your thighs. You whimper pitifully as he spreads your legs, awaiting the feeling of a wet tongue or his fingers against your folds. When he doesn’t move for several beats, you come to the realization that he’s just watching the way your cunt twitches and clenches around nothing and the wetness that drips onto the couch each time your muscles contract. You quickly bring your legs together to hide yourself from his scrutinizing gaze, but he simply pries them open with little effort.

Keishin grabs your chin so you’ll look right at him, squirming from the intensity of his gaze. “Don’t you dare hide this pretty pussy from me, do you understand? I am going to devour you until I’ve had my fill and you’re going to just lie back and take it.”

You nod obediently, your impudence quickly dying, giving way to the burning ache between your legs that can only be sated by a long, hard fuck.

With a satisfied hum, he settles at the apex of your thighs and licks a long stripe from your quivering pussy to your swollen clit and your hips jerk from the contact. Strong hands pin your hips to the couch as you writhe in his firm grip. He gives your clit a soft, quick kiss before he takes it into his mouth and sucks. You grab fitfully at his hair, back arching and hips pressing into his mouth as you gasp and groan from the incredible feeling of his tongue on your sensitive flesh.

His tongue teases your entrance and your cunt twitches, anticipating the first thrust of his warm, wet muscle inside you. He occasionally dips into your hole, but never breaches your entrance and you think you might go mad if he doesn’t give you more.

“I-I need more, give me more,” you manage to gasp, grabbing a fistful of the pillow underneath you as the tightening in your belly gets stronger.

Keishin removes his mouth from your cunt just long enough to admonish you for your lack of respect. “You need to have more manners if you’re going to demand things of me,” he says, before latching back onto your swollen, twitching clit.

“Daddy, pleeease I need more. Ah! I want to cum!” Your voice is so high-pitched and whiny you almost don’t recognize yourself, but you’re nearly delirious from pleasure and your impending climax that’s been dangled over your head for what feels like hours.

“Now who am I to deny you when you ask so sweetly?”

He thrusts two of his digits inside you, reaching deep inside you and rubbing against your g-spot as he sucks your clit back into his mouth. You’re almost screaming at this point, clawing at his hair and humping your cunt against his face. The familiar tightening in your belly signals that you’re about to cum and your moans and cries get faster, louder as the promise of white hot pleasure is just within reach—

It’s almost embarrassing how fast you’re teetering on the edge of climax, as if you’re a virgin school girl that’s never touched herself before. But maybe that’s the difference that years of experience can make. 

Not that you care. You just want to cum.

“Fuck, Daddy, I—I’m close!”

Sensing your impending orgasm, the man uses his free hand to slap your cheek then grabs your throat. “Uh-uh-uh,” he tuts, “Ask Daddy for permission to cum.” You’re clamping down on his fingers impossibly tighter as he fingers you even deeper, and the way he sucks on your clit renders you incapable of speech. Each time you open your mouth to try to speak, more desperate, wanton noises escape your lips.

You’re about to fucking burst at the seams and you feel like you’re on fire, but you want to be a good girl for your daddy, so you use the last bit of brain power you have left to ask for permission.

“P-pleaaase Daddy may I ahhh! May I cum!” you ask, but you can’t even hear Keishin give his approval from how loud the blood rushing in your ears is as you finally cum.

You try to muffle your cries with the back of your hand, but he grabs your wrist and wrenches it away from your mouth.

“Don’t do that. I want to hear you scream.” His tone is clipped and short, not caring how rough he is with your delicate flesh.

If you weren’t already cumming, you would have from the pleasure that’s so intense, it’s almost painful as your body is wracked with tremors. Your legs snap around Keishin’s head and you grip his hair even tighter as wave upon wave of your orgasm washes over you. You hear someone screaming and wonder what’s happening, when you realize it’s you, you’re the one screaming as you ride out your climax.

He greedily slurps and sucks up every single drop of your release that you can give him, as if he was stranded in the desert for a thousand years and your juices are the first sip of water to hit his dry, parched tongue. Your cunt is already so sensitive, painfully clenching around his fingers, but he just. Doesn’t. Stop.

“Fuck, K-Kei, wait ‘s too much,” you weakly protest, but your body is too spent to resist so you just lie there, twitching and gasping as he keeps sucking on your overstimulated clit.

His lips detach from your poor, abused bud and you almost sigh in relief before the fingers inside your cunt pump faster, stimulating every inch of your gummy walls.

Keishin leans over your sweaty, exhausted form, one hand braced on the couch, the other buried inside you. His fingers are hitting a spot inside you that makes you feel the urge to pee, so you try to push his hand away but it’s futile with how much stronger he is than you. 

“Hold onnn, I’m g-gonna—” you slur, panicked, but it’s as if he didn’t hear you.

His digits are relentless, rubbing and stroking and you’re a fucked out mess. You don’t know what he wants until an uncomfortable tightness shoots through your cunt. You cry out as clear liquid gushes out of you, splashing all over you, the couch, and Keishin. If you were more coherent, you might be mortified because you just… pissed on him—

To your surprise, he’s laughing as he removes his hand from inside you, ignoring your halfhearted groans. “I was hoping you’d do that,” he says, holding up his hand, shiny and dripping with your juices. 

“D-Do what?” you pant, unsure of what just happened and why Keishin seems so smug.

He uses his discarded t-shirt to wipe his hand off, then dabs at your stomach where a sizable puddle accumulated. “Squirt,” he responds. When he sees your confused expression, he follows up with, “It’s not piss, if you’re worried about that.”

“Ooookay.” You’re too dazed and exhausted to argue with him or question him further, so you just flop into the sofa and close your eyes.

“C’mon, little girl, don't tell me that’s all you’ve got. You were talking so much shit earlier and I have so much more to give you.” Despite how tired you are, his words spark new arousal in your belly and defiance revitalizes you, movement returning to your limbs.

You slide a hand down your stomach and spread the puffy lips of your cunt, sliding a finger through your wetness. “Of course it’s not. I’m ready to take that hard cock of yours, Daddy.”

“Attagirl, that’s what I like to see,” he praises, dropping his underwear and sliding them somewhere you can’t see. 

His cock is gorgeous, but that doesn’t come as a surprise, considering the man it belongs to. It’s thick and curved in a way that you know will reach the deepest parts of you.

What you weren’t expecting is the many piercings adorning the shaft and the one that goes through the head. A long curved barbell enters through the tip and exits through the underside of his glans. Three evenly spaced rings are embedded in the skin where his shaft meets his balls. You’ve never seen so many piercings on one man, let alone in such a sensitive place, so you gawk at the smooth metal rings that shine in the overhead lights.

“You’re… You have…”

He grins widely and it’s so devilish you think he might swallow you whole and honestly? You’d let him. You’d let him do whatever he wants to you. “Haha, yeah I get that reaction a lot. Never seen a pierced cock before, huh?”

“No, but there’s a first time for everything. I’m dying to see how those,” you point to his piercings, “Feel inside me.”

Keishin wordlessly climbs on top of you and rubs the head against your wetness, spreading it along his shaft to ease his entry. “They’ll feel fucking incredible, but you’ll have to beg for it.”

You scoff, reaching to grab his hips so he’ll fuck you already, but he scoots backwards so you can’t touch him.

“Naughty girls that misbehave don’t get fucked, so you’d better smarten up quickly,” he warns, making you gasp as he thrusts his cock against your clit.

He lazily nudges the head over your flesh, occasionally letting it catch on the tight ring of muscle around your hole. When he slots between your pussy lips, you try to wiggle and hump your hips in his direction, in hopes that he’ll slide right in.

But he doesn’t, and you’re about to go mad with his cock so close, but so far away.

“Please fuck me Daddy. I need your cock so bad!” You’re on the verge of tears, the buildup of the last few weeks overwhelming your senses.

Making a noise of sympathy, Keishin pets your hair affectionately and kisses your cheek. “All you had to do was ask.”

His hips pull back, then he’s thrusting inside you, sheathing himself to the hilt in your tight heat. You whimper and whine at the sudden intrusion, but any pain you feel is overshadowed by the way that his cock is filling you so full. The burn and stretch hurts so fucking good that your orgasm hits you like a freight train, fast and hard and blinding. Keishin fucks you through it, his cock touching all of the sensitive spots inside you and the pleasure is so strong you have to screw your eyes shut as you cry out and fall apart around him.

When you open them again, the man is staring down at you with the most shit-eating grin you’ve ever seen. “See? I said you’d cum as soon as I put my cock inside you.”

Using all the strength you can muster, you slap his arm. “Shut up and just fuck me.”

“You still haven’t learned your manners, but I just can’t wait to shoot my cum deep inside this cute cunt of yours,” Keishin groans, pulling almost all the way out before burying himself back inside the hot, welcoming clutch of your pussy. 

You can feel each of the metal rings on his cock, foreign and strange, but the odd feeling soon fades to little shocks of ecstasy each time they brush against your insides.

The lewd slapping sounds of skin on skin are all you can hear besides the occasional moan or hiss from the man fucking you within an inch of your life, not that you can focus on anything else right now.

You nudge at Keishin’s shoulder and he stops the rapid pistoning of his hips, an almost annoyed look on his face.

“What’s wrong?” he asks, but you just smile and push him backwards onto the couch, just like you were. He grunts in surprise as he falls backward, but he quickly quiets down when you climb on top of him and sink yourself back down on his length.

You both moan in unison as he fills you once more, the tip of his cock pressing against your cervix each time you force your cunt back down on him. His hands wander to your tits, grabbing, squeezing, and pinching the sensitive buds of your nipples. 

Ever the troublemaker, you can’t resist making a jab at him now that you’re on top. “I wonder what she’d do if she knew you were with me right now. What would your daughter say about you taking advantage of a young, helpless girl?”

Keishin takes that moment to pull you against him, thrusting hard and rough into your gummy walls that never stop pulsing around him. You’re shaking and gasping, your tongue lolling out of your mouth in your pleasured delirium. “With the way your greedy, sloppy cunt is clenching around me, I wouldn’t say I’m taking advantage of you,” he points out, only slightly out of breath. “But you get off on this, don’t you? Letting an old man like me fuck you. I’m old enough to be your father.”

“Like you’re any b-better,” you bite back.

You cry out when Keishin starts rubbing your swollen clit in tight little circles, your third orgasm fast approaching. 

“Fuck! I can—urgh, I can feel your pussy pulsing around me. I’m g-gonna cum,” he grits out, thrusting impossibly deeper inside you. He's pressed so far into you, he’s just thumping the head of his cock against your cervix. You scream and write in his arms, seeking to relieve the sharp burning in your womb just a little bit, but he has you firmly locked in his clutches. “Be a good little girl and cum for Daddy.”

Almost on command, you shake and moan, loud and long, as you cream all over his cock and coat the base in milky white. “Oh fuck, oh god! D-Daddy I’m cu-mming!” you wail with the last of your energy.

You’re so exhausted you go limp against him and let him use your body as a fuck toy until he reaches his climax. Keishin follows soon behind you, his thrusts growing sloppier and less coordinated as he mumbles obscenities under his breath. “Shit shit shit, fuck I’m cumming! I’m gonna—fuck!”

With one last thrust into your fluttering, over stimulated cunt he orgasms, his legs shaking as he shoots rope after rope of cum into your quivering womb.

You both lay there for several minutes to catch your breaths. You’re so sore and boneless you can barely move, but you manage to extricate yourself from Keishin’s long limbs. Leaning into the arm of the couch, you let your eyes flutter closed and allow sleep to take you.

You’re awoken by a warm, wet washcloth rubbing against your sensitive folds and you whine, sleepily wiggling your hips to get away from the discomfort. “Kid, I know it doesn’t feel good but, uh, it’s kind of a mess down there. You can go back to sleep, just let me clean you up.” Keishin’s familiar timbre comforts you so you settle back down, still half asleep.

“Mmm, Keishin?” you mumble, making grabby hands at the man.

He takes one of your hands in his. “Yeah?” he responds as he wipes the washcloth between your legs with his other hand.

You rub your face against his hand before placing a sloppy kiss on top of it. “Thank youuuu,” you slur.

Keishin just chuckles and rubs his fingers over your knuckles. “Yeah kid, you’re welcome. Just get some rest, alright?”

You’re asleep before he even finishes the sentence.

----

When you awaken it’s dark, most likely the middle of the night. There’s a blanket thrown over your unexpectedly clothed body, which is now covered in a worn, oversized shirt. It smells like fabric softener and musk, so you figure it must be Keishin’s.

Looking around, you bolt upright when you realize you’re not on the living room couch anymore, you’re now in a large, comfortable bed.

The sound of a deep, rumbling voice draws your attention to the bathroom connected to the room you’re currently in. “Oh, you’re finally awake,” Keishin says sheepishly as he emerges from the bathroom, then points to the nightstand next to you. “There’s some water and ibuprofen, you should take it. Even if you’re not sore now, you will be later.”

You chuckle tiredly as you stretch your overworked muscles. “I’m already sore, so I’ll definitely be taking these.”

He sits awkwardly on the side of the bed, unsure how to treat you after your little encounter. His brows are furrowed, a deep frown on he’s seemingly deep in thought.

“Whatever you’re thinking, just spit it out.” His head immediately snaps to you, eyes guarded and unreadable.

“What we did downstairs, it’s… not right. I’m supposed to protect young, impressionable girls like you. I’m a father—I would die if Tomi was after a man more than twice her age.”

You pull the blanket off of you and climb over to where the older man is seated on the mattress. “Keishin, let me ask you something.” He lifts his head, expectant. “Did you enjoy what we did? Because I did.” He nods slowly, still unsure what you’re getting at.

Taking his face in your hands, you tell him what you’ve been thinking for weeks. “At the end of the day, we’re two consenting adults who partook in consensual activities. Even if someone wants to clutch their pearls because you’re older than me, who cares?”

“Yeah, I get that, but… It has to be some sort of ethics violation on my part. You’re younger than my daughter, Bunny.”

“Even if it is, you have to allow yourself to live a little. Life is too short to deny yourself pleasures the world has to offer, and I don’t know about you, but I was very pleased by our… tryst.”

A cute blush spreads across Keishin’s cheeks as he remembers everything he said and did to you. “Aha, I was too. So, um… Would you want to do that again, sometime?” he asks, running a hand through his hair like he always does when he’s nervous.

You giggle and tackle him on the bed, wrapping your arms around him and squeezing. “Of course I do. We can even do it now, if you’d like…”

A couple hours later, just before Hitomi comes back, you limp across the hallway to your room and pass out, falling into a deep, dreamless sleep.

And that is how your little arrangement begins.

Most of your time is spent with Hitomi, mostly shopping and going out to eat when she has the day off, or just watching Netflix in her room when you’re both too tired to go anywhere.

However, in the wee hours of the morning when you’re sure that she’s asleep, you sneak up to her father’s bedroom and get fucked so hard and so good you can barely make it back to your bedroom before the sun rises.

It’s a good arrangement, you think, you both get what you want and your friend is none the wiser. You figure no harm, no foul. At the end of the winter break, Keishin will likely want to cut things off with you and you’ll go back to your college dorm as if nothing happened.

But the winter break isn’t over yet, and you plan on making the most of it.

Keishin has been fucking you into the mattress for so long, time no longer even makes sense anymore. 

You’re sweaty and exhausted, muscles so sore and shaky, but the thrusting between your legs shows no signs of stopping anytime soon. The harsh grip on your hips will likely bruise, but luckily you can hide them, unlike the few close calls you’ve had with poorly-placed marks on your neck.

Despite your exhaustion, you continue to meet Keishin’s thrusts by humping your hips back at him.

He gives your ass a harsh spank and fucks into you harder, making you whine and clench around him. “You’re an insatiable little thing, aren’t you? So fucked out and dripping with my cum, yet you still want more,” he says, but all you can do is gasp in response. You’re too far gone to produce any meaningful response. “What am I going to do with you?” If you had the energy, you’d tell him whatever he wants, but you don’t and the familiar tug of an orgasm is too hard to ignore.

“Fuck Daddy, I-I’m—”  

Suddenly, his phone comes to life, Hitomi’s face lighting up the screen as it vibrates. The pistoning of his hips slows, then stops completely as he reaches over and grabs it off the nightstand.

He suddenly pulls out of your sore, abused cunt and you almost whine at the loss before he buries himself back inside you. The way your face is pressed into the mattress makes it difficult, but you manage to turn your head to see what Keishin is doing behind you.

Your eyes widen and you try to wriggle out of his grip when you figure out that he’s going to answer his phone as he keeps fucking you.

A hand wraps around your neck, lifting you up from your position on the bed and you have to follow its movement to prevent your windpipe from getting crushed. You’re pressed against Keishin’s hard chest, and his cock is nestled right against your cervix. “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll just stay still and take it like a good little girl.”

The harsh grip on your neck releases and you’re shoved back into the bed, falling onto the comforter.

Keishin sounds completely normal when he answers his phone and it almost pisses you off—how can he be so unaffected when you’re at your wit’s end? 

He chirps into the phone, “Hey sweetheart, what’s up?” The only indication that anything is amiss is the slight breathlessness in his voice and the occasional curse under his breath.

He forces himself even deeper inside you so forcefully that you’re afraid he’ll punch straight through to your womb. You know it’s not possible, but with Keishin, it just might be. He’s always full of surprises, especially when it comes to your body.

“Oh yeah, sure I can drop it off to you later. I’m just a little… preoccupied at the moment,” he says with a sharp thrust of his hips and you can’t help the moan that escapes your lips. Keishin stiffens above you, waiting to see if Hitomi heard you through the phone.

“No, Hitomi, I’m not watching porn! But hold on a second, I think someone is at the door.” He sets the phone on the bed, muting the call as his cock hits your g-spot and you’re shaking, practically shivering in his arms. A couple of hard, coordinated rubs of your engorged clit and you’re cumming, gushing around him and keening as your muscles clench uncomfortably. You scream silently and fall limp onto the bed, unable to hold yourself up any longer. 

You’ve lost count of how many times you’ve cum, but it’s to the point that each successive orgasm borders on the edge of pleasure and pain.

“Better keep quiet, wouldn’t want my daughter to hear you getting your pretty little cunt stuffed full of my cock,” Keishin snarls into your ear and you feel yourself clench painfully around him. Your body is just so worn out, but you know he won’t stop until he’s satisfied. “Or do you want her to know what a slut you are for her father?”

You shake your head vehemently, but the man inside you just chuckles as he keeps fucking you.

“Oh my god, oh fuck I-I…” You’re babbling nonsense to no one in particular.

“Ahh it was just-fuck, it was just some dude trying to sell me security cameras. Anyways, I’ll see you later honey, I love you.” His last few sentences sound rushed, urgent and you can tell from the twitching of his length that he’s close. The moment the phone is hung up, Keishin cages you between his body and the mattress. “Your cunt feels so fucking good, I’m gonna fill you up with my cum. Would you like that?”

You try to nod and make a noise akin to ‘mhm,’ but you’re not sure what it sounds like. You’re not really sure of anything right now, but what you are sure of is you want him to cum inside you.

“I could never deny you anything, sweet girl,” he groans.

Keishin fucks into you harder, faster, and it feels as if he’s quite literally rearranging your guts, he’s so deep inside you. He reaches down between your legs and pinches your sensitive bud between his fingers. “Think you have one more in you, hm?” he asks, but he doesn’t wait for your answer. Of course you do.” He rubs your sore clit the way he knows will have you shaking and coming apart around him.

“Fuck Daddy, fuck I’m cumming!” you squeal, writhing and squirming from the painful, aching tightness of your orgasm as it builds once more. 

“Ergh, fuck yeah, cum on Daddy’s cock as he fills you up. You’re such a good fucking girl for me, I love this sweet pussy.”

You shriek as you cum, your climax so strong that your vision blurs at the edges and you convulse, sore muscles twitching with overuse. 

“Daddy’s gonna breed his sweet little girl, fuck, feels so fucking good!” Keishin groans, burying himself as deeply as he can inside you and shooting his cum into your quivering hole. You sigh in relief at the feeling of his warm cum flooding your womb, thankful he finally came because you couldn’t have lasted much longer in your state.

He flops next to you on the bed, sweaty and exhausted from your hours-long fuck marathon. Throwing an arm over your waist, he pulls you to his chest and buries his nose in your neck. 

Hitomi’s not supposed to come back for several hours, so you both deem it safe to fall asleep as you are. Just when you’re about to drift off, your phone buzzes from the bedside table.

You reach for your phone, expecting it to be some spam email.

Your heart stops, the whole world seems to freeze when you open the text message.

From: Tomie <3

So when were you going to tell me you’re fucking my dad?

[queen-pudi]

Orange Soda

Ukai Keishin x Reader 18+ Minors DNI Warning: Female masturbation, blowjob, eating pussy idk im not good with tags im sorry if I missed something😭

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I should be sleeping but I got hit with this and needed to let this out as soon as possible. This was sorta proofread so I'm sorry if I forgot to edit somethings but my 2 am brain says this is good so ima trust it

Every day you came into that damn store just to get an orange soda. You don't even really like orange soda that much but that's not why you come in. No, you come in to see the sexy and stern shop owner who smokes like his life depends on it. Ever since you first started your visits to his store you have been completely enamored by the coach. His hardass exterior reeling you in just to have you completely head over heels for his soft and sweet interior that only a few get to see. While you were interested in finding more about the man you are wasting your money for, you were more interested in finding out what else he can do with his mouth besides breathe in that cancerous smoke Today was no different than any other day You went to work, got off work, bolted to the fastest train to get you home, swiftly, but not too fast as to not seem eager, made your way to the store and made yourself look as attractive as possible before entering the store. Immediately you were hit with the scent of cigarettes and freshly heated up pastries. Looking over you saw the eye of your affection looking as bored as ever with a cigarette hanging loosely out of his mouth. Seeing who had entered the store he perked up immediately "Evening Y/N! In for your usual?" he asked, voice conveying just how happy he was to see you, his regular that never failed to bring a smile to his face. "As if I get anything else Ukai," You say playfully as you make your way to the freezer, opening the door and grabbing your drink without looking. Its always in the same exact spot waiting for you. However, today when you looked in your hand you were holding a coke. Confused you look back only to see that the freezer had been rearranged in order to accommodate the new drinks they had received. Huffing in annoyance you look up to see your orange soda on the highest shelf looking down at you, mocking you. You reached up to grab it yet it was just a hair out of reach. You jumped slightly hoping that would help but you were met with little improvement. Grumbling in frustration you go to try again before hearing someone chuckle and footsteps drawing closer. Before you had a chance to turn around you were met with a hand reaching past your own. The air suddenly wafting in tobacco and cheap cologne "Let me help you" you hear, voice almost right against your ear Ukai pressed you up against the freezer, a hand settled on your waist as he reaches up to grab the soda. Cold air blaring from the freezer doing nothing to cool you down as you feel his breath on your neck and his warmth surrounding you. Leaning down he says into your ear, "I believe this is yours" putting it just within your reach. You take it from him and thank him as he leaves your side. You falter slightly from the feeling of his hands leaving you. Slightly flustered and annoyed with the constant back and forth between the two of you that has been going on for months with nothing to show for it, you make your way to the counter ready to pay for your drink as you decide enough is enough and you will make a move today. Maybe you were imagining it but he couldn't meet your eyes and you could see a faint blush dusted on his cheeks. "That'll be $1.25," he says, voice trying to remain strong but you heard a slight waver to it Trying to come up with an idea to keep the momentum going you stood there shuffling through your bag. You looked stupid and it was apparent as Ukai looked at you curiously "Everything ok?" he asks, curiosity lacing his voice. Having no choice it was time to make a move. After all, that standing and rustling through your bag your mind was blank except for one extraordinarily bad idea but it's better than nothing. "I am so sorry I seemed to have forgotten my wallet," you said, nervousness riddled throughout your voice yet you tried to put on a brave face he chuckled to himself

"Is that all? Don't worry about it, it's on the house"

he says, handing it to you while giving you a comforting smile. you were tempted to leave it there but you might as well see it through. "Are you sure it's ok?" you ask, nervous but never one to back down from a challenge you gathered your courage to keep up a calm front "Of course! you're a valued customer and it's just a soda" he said with such certainty in his voice and a reassuring smile on his face "Thank you but are you sure there isn't anything I can do to repay you? I'm not opposed to manual labor" you say, batting your eyelashes and jutting out your chest trying to seem as sexy and seductive as possible. Yes, this idea may have come from a porno where the customer repaid the store owner with her body and yes that may have been the exact line she said and yes you may have watched it while imaging it was Ukai. You know what they say, Horny times call for horny measures. Ukai looked at you for a while, confused as to why you were pushing so hard for a $1.25 soda but after seeing the blush on your face and the scared yet lust-filled gaze in your eyes he understood exactly what you were hinting at. Ukai would be lying if he said he never thought of you that way. Every day for the past 3 months you've been coming in with your little skirt riding up ever so slightly, tempting him to come over and dive his head in between your thighs and have you scream out his name for the whole prefecture to hear. He even rearranged the freezer so that an incident just like today would happen so he could feel your body pressed against his for just a second. Deciding to play along he put out his cigarette, ready to give you his full attention. He leaned in so that you were eye to eye, breath fanning your face making it even hotter than you thought possible. Glancing down at your lips as they shined with that pretty cherry lip gloss you always wore that made your lips look so plump and ripe for the tasting. "Depends on what you had in mind doll" he smirked, letting you take the reigns just to see how far you'd go. You started this game so might as well let you decide where this will go. Not expecting you to go too far. Deciding it was now or never you slowly inched your way around the counter, hands resting on his shoulders while slowly making their way down to his thighs, leaning into his ear chest pressed against his as he shut his eyes roughly out of the small amount of doubt he had that this was all a dream and he'd wake up to find him alone in his bed once again. Breath fanning his ear you whisper "I can think of a few things that might suffice" slowly backing away before making your way to his lips, hovering for a second before saying fuck it and slotting your lips into his. Its everything you've been hoping for and more. Ukai grabbed your head and pulled you in to deepen the kiss. Tongues dancing with each other as you both tried to convey all the feelings you've had for the past 3 months. You pulled away from the kiss to get some air making him let out a soft whimper at the loss of contact before reopening his eyes once he felt your hands inching closer to his lap. Resting on your knees you undid his pants while maintaining eye contact as if to ask if this is ok. Seeing no signs of rejection you finally rubbed over his member slowly before taking it out. You stared at it for a moment, mouth drooling with the filthy ideas you have in mind before placing a small kiss on the tip. Ukai let out a small gasp as he watched in anticipation for your next move. Placing another kiss you decided to experiment and kiss down to the base before licking a long stripe back up to the top and finally placing him in your mouth and slowly starting your ministrations. Ukai groaned as you took him in so easily, eyes rolling back in pleasure. You've barely done anything and yet you had him wrapped around your finger. Starting out slowly you bobbed your head up and down, cheeks hollowing out to help accommodate his dick. What he lacked in length, which he surely doesn't, he makes up for in girth.

Stretching your mouth wide you can already feel how sore it will be later on but you didn't care.

How could you care when the sounds he was letting out sounded so good and had you going faster just to hear more. You picked up the pace resulting in him letting out more and more moans. "Y/N" he groaned out. Finally having enough you reached under your skirt and pulled aside your panties, slowly caressing your folds before diving in to give you some sort of relief. He looked down and the sight he was greeted with almost had him come right then and there. To see you that riled up from simply sucking his dick had him on the edge of his seat and itching for release to give you what you want. Grasping your head he sank you down on his cock before fucking you at his own pace. While you were caught off guard that didn't stop you from moaning out in pleasure at the idea of being used for his own desires. Pumping your fingers into yourself faster than you ever have before. Finally, he slammed your head down and released deep into your throat causing you to gag quite a bit. Coming down from his high he peeled you off of him and reached over for a tissue while sturring out apology after apology. "I am so sorry I should have warned you, are you ok?" he asked in such haste, worried that he had screwed everything up before anything real has even started. He reached down to clean you off but was caught off guard by the blissed-out look on your face. Eyes pleading for him to do something about the state you were in In a split second, he lifted you up onto the counter and dived under your skirt to reveal a mess, a mess that he had caused and that he was more than willing to clean up. He wasted no time before plunging in and licking a long stripe on your pussy. Your head leaned back as your eyes rolled back from a pleasure that you never thought you'd have a chance to experience. You made no effort to hide your sinful noises as he continued to lap at your cunt as if he hasn't eaten in months. "Keishin!" you screamed, hand finding its way to his hair as you pulled on it to keep you grounded. This spurred him on to go faster. He decided to take it up a notch and add his fingers to the mix while focusing on your throbbing clit that's just begging to be used and abused till he is satisfied. Soon after you wrapped your legs around him and brought him as close as possible before screaming out in ecstasy "Please let me cum, please please please" you begged before him, sweat glistening your skin as you focused all your attention on the overwhelming pleasure he was so graciously bestowing upon you. For a quick second, he thought about stopping everything and leaving you there on the counter unsatisfied and begging for him just for the satisfaction of knowing he was the only one that could bring you to the edge. That was a thought for next time however, for now, he is focused on bringing you the exact same high that you gave to him. Not a second later you were screaming out his name as if it were a prayer as it was the only thing you could remember. White filling your sight as you reluctantly came down from quite possibly the greatest pleasure you've had in your life. Ukai helped you through it, drinking every last drop of what you had to offer before going in for more. You pushed him away at the overstimulation and sat up. He finally reappeared from between your thighs, being greeted with the second-best sight he's ever seen. Leaning over you reached for a tissue and began wiping at his face as he had down for you, looking into each other's eyes with a bashful grin on your faces. He helped you down as you regain your composure and fix yourself up to make yourself look somewhat presentable to the world. Collecting your things in silence you go to grab your drink and head to the door, Ukai's eyes never leaving your figure as he tried to think of something to say.

One hand rested on the door, soda in the other ready to leave and think about this moment for the next 50 years. You stop to look over your shoulder, eyes meeting his as a playful smile rested on your face. "I hope that covered the cost," you say, your voice holding a light tone yet you both know the weight it held. Sending one last wink his way you exited the store leaving him pinching himself to see if that actually happened. The next day you came back, both of you acting as if nothing happened. You barely acted any different in your interactions with him that for a second he thought that that was a one-time thing. Grabbing your drink you make your way up to the counter. Ukai is ready to make no mention of yesterday even though his heart is heavy and yearning for more. Eyes looking everywhere but you as he tried to calm down. "That'll be 1.25," he said, trying to act normal yet his tone held a sadness to it that was too obvious for his own good. Waiting for you to pay and leave just as you used to yet that never came. all of a sudden he heard an exaggerated sigh and lifted his head only to be greeted by your sultry gaze and playful grin "Omg, you are not gonna believe this but I forgot my wallet," you said, voice laced with a flirty nature that was never there before. Finally, Ukai relaxed and looked you in the eyes for the first time today. A smirk settled on his face as his eyes landed onto your lips, bearing that damn cherry gloss he can never get enough of. "Well I think I know how to fix this" Who woulda thought that porn could help you land the man of your dreams?

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[letstalkaboutfandomsbaby]

Ok but ur post about chubby chaser!Ukai Keishin is so valid bestie

Like he's a creep with it too. Always wanting to hold the chub and trying to climb into your skin (like yo chill). He pulls all the stops to just get a taste. And you know he eats it like heon have no home trainin

BABY I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG FOR ME TO GET TO!! My brain has been all over the place ever since my coworker quit and I've been taking on more hours ✌😔 I got way too carried away with this, forgive me sksksk

CW: chubby fem reader, smut, not beta read bc i'm a monster sksksk

Keishin is a goddamn menace when it comes to chubby gals

And it's like?? A shock? Like nobody expects this former athlete star to turn into a fucking dog whenever a curvy girl shows up

Lemme back up a bit and explain sksksk

Keishin was fairly popular in high school and college, especially after the dyed hair and piercings

He was always seen as a cool, chill dude, and he ended up being confessed to a fair amount of times

He was able to date everyone he was interested in, and he was pretty content for a while

Until he saw a curvy girl for the first time

So Japan isn't really known for it's chubby population

It's just not as common, yk?

Bc of this, Keishin didn't really interact with chubby women his age

Most overweight ppl were older and reminded him of his parents, so he was never attracted to them

I imagine the first time he sees a chubby woman is when he's on a date with a random girl

They went to an arcade and the two of them were having a good time

Keishin went off to get some more coins and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw a gorgeous curvy woman leaning over a pinball machine, wearing tight jeans and a crop top

He could see everything, every curve, every roll, every bit of pudge squishing against her clothes, threatening to burst

She wasn't alone; she was with some other girls who were cheering her on, so he didn't really have a chance to approach her, but the image of her body was ingrained in his brain

He didn't realize he was staring until he felt drool run down his chin jesus fucking christ dude get a napkin good lord

He didn't go on a second date with the girl he was with; he knew he would never be able to go back to the average skinny girls he had dated in the past

OK BUT LISTEN, HE WENT HOME RIGHT AFTER THE DATE AND LOOKED UP PORN WITH CHUBBY BEAUTIES AND JERKED OFF LIKE 3 TIMES

He is straight up obsessed from that day forward

And the chubby chaser is born sksksksk

Problem now is that he's attracted to a body type that not many ppl have

So he suffers for a while

He meets chubby reader later on and is whipped from the moment he sees them

He's willing to do anything, i mean anything, to get with you

You're an absolute goddess in his eyes and he's ready to worship at your temple aodjkajdls

ANYWAYS

Yk how Keishin seems cool and ppl headcanon him as being "daddy" material and being super smooth and sexy and blah blah blah

Ok well they're wrong sksksk

Keishin is a dweeb and cant flirt even if his life depended on it

He's a big nerd deep down and is not smooth in any way when he's around his crush

So get ready to watch him blush and stutter and stumble and fuck up bc he's so focused on you that he can't do anything right while you're around

He'll drop boxes, fall out of his chair when he tries to lean back, his hand will slip off the counter and he'll fall

He's just so down bad that he's a mess

You've only seen him like this so u assume that's how he always is and don't notice the weird behavior

But his friends do 👀

Enter wingmen Takinoue and Shimida

They have a much easier time talking to you while Ukai's over here about to throw up bc you're wearing a goddamn sundress and he can't take it

They get to know you and the three of you become good acquaintances Keishin feels so left out and he's so distraught yall skskks

The two of them think you and Keishin would make a great couple, so they essentially set yall up sksksk

They ask a bunch of questions beforehand (what kind of guy are you into, what are your fav hobbies, are you interested in dating someone, etc)

Tbh you're wondering if they're trying to have some kind of poly relationship with you bc they just won't leave the topic of dating alone

But then one day you walk into Ukai's store and the two of them are there, basically arguing with Keishin

Takinoue: "Y/N! See, she's here, so let's ask her—"

Keishin: "Wait, don't—"

Shimida: "Hey, Y/N, what do you think of Kei? Be honest: would you go out with him?"

K: "Stop—"

T: "We know he's a total dweeb, but he's pretty cool, right?"

K: "Please—"

S: "He's got a stable job, he takes care of his parents, he's great with kids."

K: "Don't—"

T: "Plus he's been crushing on—"

Ukai hits Takinoue in the back of the head before he can finish, making the second man yell

T: "Dude, what the hell?!"

K: "Just shut up already!"

Poor dumb Kei is as red as a tomato 🥺💕

He's such a cutie pie when he acts like this and you just can't help yourself

"Yes... i would go out with him 👉👈"

T: 😯

S: 😯

K: 😳 "...Really? 🥺"

Omg he's so cute jesus christ

Timeskip: yall go on a date (it's literally so cute, yall went to a movie and ate dinner at a little foodstand and walked around and talked after and you gave him a lil kiss on the cheek and he got this big goofy dumbass grin and he was all blushy and AAAAAAAAAA JUST WANNA MARRY HIM) and soon enough you make it official and start dating 😊💕

Honestly such a sweet boyfriend 🥺💕

He works a lot, but he does his best to spend weekend evenings with you, just hanging out and watching movies and cuddling up on the couch

He'll always bring you your favorite snacks from his shop

You always tell him that he doesn't have to, but he insists

I mean, you're his girlfriend! He's gonna take care of you 🙄

He's such a simp tbh

You could be slouched on the couch in sweatpants and a t-shirt eating chips and he's all "💕💕💕 my queen 💕💕💕"

You're literally the prettiest woman he's ever seen and that's never gonna change

He's alsooooo super obsessed with your curvy body 🥴

Better clear your schedule bc he's gonna spend as much of his possible freetime manhandling your chubbiness

He was very respectful of your boundaries in the beginning, and once he got consent he was ALL OVER YOU

And he still is skskks

He is so obsessed with your ass good lord

Rubbing it, squeezing it, smacking it, biting it

Hell, he'll use it as a pillow if he's in the mood

It doesn't matter how big it is: he wants it in his hands asap

Next favorite place is your tits

They are just so soft and squishy and just looking at them gets him hard

He likes all the stretch marks on them 💕

Traces over them before he takes your nipple in his mouth, moaning while he sucks it

Begged you to let him titty-fuck and he was overjoyed when you allowed it

Thrusting between those pretty titties before cumming all over your cute round face?

There's nothin better

Well... maybe one thing

The part of your body he loves the most is definitely your pussy (obviously)

He will BEG you to sit on his face, like he NEEDS it!!

"he eats it like heon have no home trainin" SHUT UP ALSGAKSFJKSDFJ ISTFG I'M SCREAMINGGGGGG, THAT'S LITERALLY THE FUNNIEST THING I'VE EVER READ, NOTHING WILL TOP IT

No no no, but you said it perfectly

*insert "do you eat pussy like that" meme here*

Im talkin slobberin, slurpin, suckin, moanin like a goddamn WHORE while he eats the kitty

He's always loved eating ppl out, but everyone else's is like chopped liver compared to the beef wellington that is your chubby pussy aldhaldjls

He legit DEVOURS you any chance he gets, like he practically unhinges his jaw and engulfs your pussy

He'll hold you down for an hour, getting drunk off of the taste of you, turning to putty in between your legs

LORD AND DONT GET ME STARTED ON WHEN HE FUCKS YOU—

Mans can never hold back his moans when he slips into you, like he gets so loud to the point where the neighbors hafta hit your wall to warn ya to quiet down

Keishin cant help it tho!! Your pussy is so plump and soft and his dick throbs every time he catches a glimpse of your pussy lips dragging against his cock

You make him so hot and he can't help but thrust into you like a fucking virgin during his first time

Keishin literally worships his chubby girlfriend, treating them like the queen they are and doing everything they ask

You want him to be rough? He'll do it without question. You want him to beg?? He's already on his knees. Want him tied up in the corner while you fuck his friends? I mean, he'll be dying on the inside the whole time but if that's what you really want—

I think you get the point sksksk

Keishin is so over the moon in love with you that he's willing to work three jobs the rest of his life to support you

He'll work 4am to 11pm every single day if it means you're happy

Tbh he's such a simp sksksk like he acts like he doesn't care but the minute you call he's like "what's up babe? How way your day? Need anything? Want me to pick up dinner?" LIKE SKDHLAJDKS JUST SHAMELESS

Idk yall, i just think Keishin loves chubby girls and would treat them the way they deserve to be treated 🤷‍♀️

[nadiejuicy]

Um can I request Dom F! Reader with Sub Ukai Kenshin

Dom F! Reader is the mom of one of Ukai's players and he is just her little slutty baby

ukai keishin x dom f! reader

pairings: ukai keishin x f! reader

genre: smut

word count: 842

warnings: sub! ukai keishin x dom! f! reader; feminine body; milf; age gaps; praise; dom/sub dynamics; oral (f! receiving);

a/n: thank u so much for this request, anon! i got a little lost about which boy from karasuno the reader would be mother, so i left it kind of open, hopefully not a problem. i really liked it and i hope you like it too.

When you went to watch Karasuno's game for the first time, you didn't think it would end like this.

It was great when your son arrived excited after his first win in a long time.

“We have a new trainer” he said, confident that the days they were called “wingless crows” were over.

You were just going to honor your son, cheer for him. Everyone was very passionate about volleyball, so after an endless set losing to Aoba Johsai, it was an immeasurable sadness. You went to console him when you met him.

The new coach.

He didn't look like a coach, actually. You thought the trainer was old Ukai, so it was a surprise when you bumped into the handsome young man with dyed hair and ear piercings.

“Sorry” you said, introducing yourself shortly afterwards as the mother of one of the boys. Keishin hadn't gotten used to it yet, meeting the mothers of the boys he was temporarily training was a novelty. Especially such a sexy mother. His skin still burned with the feel of you bumping into him. Damn, you looked soft. Without realizing it, a thousand scenarios flashed through his head, he was a young adult after all and the fact that you were almost 20 years older than him just made it all the more exciting.

Nervous about how he should handle the situation, he just tried to please.

"He's a good boy".

In that brief moment, none of you imagined it.

“You're a good boy” you praised him pulling the dyed blonde strands between your fingers, as he ate your pussy so well.

He moaned against your greedy cunt, he wanted to touch you. You had cum so many times, leaving his face shiny, covered in your juices. Not being able to touch was torture.

All this shit started when they beat Shiratorizawa. Nobody expected Karasuno to win the game and the night was one of celebration. It was inappropriate, it wasn't your intention to have an affair with your son's coach, who was much younger than you, but you guys didn't realize until you were fucking in the locker room. And now it had become a routine. You were sitting in his face, in the darkness of the store he owned, a dimness that came from the streetlamp hugging their bodies every now and then.

“You're such a good little baby, I know you are,” you moaned long, moving your hips back and forth across his face, his nose rubbing against your throbbing clit as he worked his tongue over your tight hole.

He knew he couldn't touch, you were so patient. He knew you would fuck his face until you cum, as many times as you wanted, but it was too good, it tasted so good, he craved it. When he realized it, he was touching your soft thighs, pressing them against his face. He felt the burning in one hand and the loud slap sound as you hit where he touched you.

"No touching, Keishin" you ordered, pinching his cute little upturned nose, preventing him from breathing "Don't make me repeat it, baby."

Ukai squinted, feeling the pressure of your body on his face and the slight sensation of suffocation. He moved his tongue again against your pussy, pressing the muscle as hard as he could into your folds.

“Hmmm, that's right” you moaned at the sensation, throwing your head back and letting it breathe again.

He tried to take a deep breath, being cut off as your wet, swollen clit slapped against his nose again. You had picked up the pace, your hips frantically moving back and forth, slamming into his face. He moaned at the sensation. The heat at the bottom of your belly building, your pussy throbbing in his mouth and your sensitive swollen clit, you were going to cum so hard, was close.

“You're going to make me cum again, baby,” you said, holding your breast tightly, but his mouth was too busy to respond, concentrating on keeping the perfect rhythm for you.

Your thighs trembled on his cheeks, as more of your cum spread across his handsome face, you pulled back his hair, which elicited another moan from him, the vibrations going straight to your cunt, making you cum. You yelled, rubbing yourself against him a few more times as you looked him in the eye, his brown eyes half-closed, glazed at you.

When the sensitivity hit, you leaned into him and lowered himself deeper into his body, your cum spreading in his chest. He was a mess, his hair disheveled, his face fucked up as he was looking at you with a silly, crooked smile. You distributed kisses on his wet face, smiling too. He was a good boy, so cute.

“Thank you, baby~” you said, pulling his hands away so he could touch you, distributing more some kisses in your mouth, tasting your own cum.

Oh shit, he was in your hands, totally dominated. He smiled, his hands gripping hard your waist.

"Oh no. Thank you".

[18002dheauxs]

Tell me your partner's black without telling me your partner's black

-about: headcanons about different situations these guys might find themselves in because you're black

-with: guys from haikyuu, kuroko's basketball, tokyo revengers and black clover, black!reader, no pronouns are mentioned but the last one implies reader is female bodied

-wc: 1.9K

- ⚠️ warning: sexual content implied in the last one but other than that none!

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Cooking soul food together: "OK so you've gotta add the greens into the pot the neckbones were alr- are you even listening?" you say to your boyfriend, annoyance written on that face he adores so much. "What? Yea yea yea", your boyfriend says, pulling you into his waist as you look up at him with a raised eyebrow. "Add the greens into the pot with the meat. Imma grown man, y/n. I can cook ya know?" he finishes as he picks a piece of meat out with a fork and eats it. Your boyfriend had asked you to make him some soul food because he had been craving it since meeting your family last month and you had turned it into a learning experience.. well tried to. You smack at his hand as he tries to go for another bite. "What? I thought you said they were done?", he expresses, fork still in hand. "They are! That don't mean you should eat all the meat out before we even put the greens in! I thought you wanted to make greens, not just neckbones?", you state, finally prying the fork from his hand and leaving his side to get the bowl of clean greens from the sink. Despite him being quite an intimidating presence, he follows after you like a baby duck. "I did! I want you to teach me all your recipes," his arm snakes around your waist, fitting like it was made to be there. "I guess I just," he sighs, "I figured if I learned how.. I could make you a meal from when you grew up so if you ever felt homesick.. it could feel like home with me too.." You take a moment to figure out what to say back but settle for tilting your head back and pushing your lips against your boyfriend's. He pulls away from the kiss with a "you don't gotta get all sappy about it," and punctuates his statement by leaning his chin on your head to avoid you feeling the heat at his cheeks. Your boyfriend's never been the best with words but a man of action has been said to speak louder & his actions show he loves you more than words could ever even say.

Tobio Kageyama, Keishin Ukai, Kenma Kozume, Hajime Iwazumi, Osamu Miya, Yasushi Kamasaki, Tachi Kawanishi, Tatsuki Washio, Taiga Kagami, Junpei Hyūga, Yukio Kasamatsu, Yūya Miyaji, Kiyoshi Miyaji, Keisuke Baji, Gauche Adlai, Nozel Silva

Line dances/electric slide at a wedding: "Ok babe so do I go- oh- it's the left.. my bad", your boyfriend says with a laugh as he tries to follow the steps everyone on the dance floor seems to already know. Your boyfriend has been looking forward to your cousin's wedding for weeks and, ever true to his word, he wasn't planning on leaving the dance floor; even when an unfamiliar line dance broke out. You can't say it doesn't baffle you the way your boyfriend can be as fine as he is in his suit, jacket already discarded for him to "fuck up the dance floor" a bit more unrestrained, and yet still look so clumsy. But you've never known your man to back down from a challenge, and he sure as hell ain't gonna start with the electric slide. You grab his hand to try and guide him a bit smoother. "You gotta slow down, babe", you say with a giggle. "It's left, 2, 3, 4.", you begin moving your feet the way you've done at every family wedding since you were 5 & bringing your clumsy, sexy man with you. "Right, 2, 3, 4 & back, 2, 3- Exactly! I knew you'd get it! Keep going!" you say releasing his hand. He stumbles a bit on his pivot but for the most part he seems to have gotten it down. He beams over at you as he shimmies his shoulders to add his own touch to the classic dance. "This man is about to lose his mind when it's time for the wobble", you think to yourself. Well, he might as well learn these all before it's time for yall's wedding.

Yū Nishinoya, Ryōnosuke Tanaka, Shōyō Hinata, Shōhei Fukunaga, Lev Haiba, Satori Tendō, Kanji Koganegawa, Kōtarō Bokuto, Kōrai Hoshiumi, Shinji Koganei, Mitsuhiro Hayakawa, Kotarō Hayama, Ryohei "Peh-yan" Hayashi, Rill Boismortier, Kiato, Magna Swing, Julius Novachrono

The cookout: This was it.. you were finally an adult. You were trusted with the potato salad & bringing a serious beau to the family function; there's no question about it, you grown now. The beau is standing there with the potato salad in his hands, your fingers straightening his hair and fielding your "friendly" reminders that he's been fielding for days if not weeks. "OK so make sure you speak to all the older folk when you first see them so try to remember who you've spoken to," you're whispering under the sound of the muffled music coming from the backyard as you wait for someone to answer the door. "Oh! And they're-", you're cut off by your boyfriend's hand grabbing yours from his hair and intertwining his fingers with yours. "Yes I know, babe. They're huggers, you know I don't mind. I'm not nervous at all so you shouldn't be either. Me and your family already share a favorite thing" he says, punctuating his sentence with a kiss to the back of your hand he's holding. Your boyfriend has always been grounding & this is no exception. Your admiration is cut off by your mom answering the door. "Hey baby!", she exclaims pulling you into a hug. "Hey mama! It's good to see you!", you say melting into your mother's embrace. "Likewise, sweetie, likewise! So.. this is him? Oh you are handsomee, I knew my baby had taste. Nice to meet you, young man!" she says, pulling him into her arms. He wraps the non-potato salad occupied arm around her. "Nice to meet you too, Mrs. Y/L/N! She's told me so much about you but never told me who she got her good looks from", he says smiling down at her. "Mm and he slick be careful that'll be the one to getchu in trouble", she says with a laugh. "Yall come on in, put that potato salad down into the kitchen, baby & come meet everybody.", she says, motioning to your boyfriend. You're starting to think you may not have had anything to worry about. It's solidified when your cousins coo at you as he sends you a wink after making a basket playing ball with your cousins. You think to yourself he might as well get comfortable, he's in this for the long haul now. Unbeknownst to you, he wouldn't have it any other way.

Daichi Sawamura, Kōshi Sugawara, Makoto Shimada, Yūsuke Takinoue, Tetsurō Kuroo, Nobuyuki Kai, Tōru Oikawa, Takahiro Hanamaki, Shinsuke Kita, Reon Ōhira, Kenji Futakuchi, Kaname Moniwa, Motoya Komori, Sachirō Hirugami, Gao Hakuba, Shūgo Meian, Teppei Kiyoshi, Ryōta Kise, Yoshitaka Moriyama, Taisuke Ōtsubo, Tatsuya Himuro, Seijūrō Akashi, Shinichiro Sano, Atsushi "Akkun" Sendo, Takuya Yamamoto, Gadjah

The music you grew up on: Work can be exhausting but it's all worth it so you can afford to live with your boyfriend. The honeymoon stage has yet to wear off after 7 months rooming with him so you're already excited to change into comfy clothes; cuddle into your man & tell him about that bitch, Janet from HR. Your slight smile turns into an all out grin when you see him on your couch handsome as ever, even just in sweats & an old shirt, as he scrolls his phone singing along to the playlist, playing in the speakers, of your favorite songs you grew up on. You take off your shoes just to pad over to him. As much as you'd love to plop down you can't give up this chance. You reach down to grab your boyfriend's hand slightly startling him with a, "come dance with me, baby". He begrudgingly takes your hand and you spin him around as he finally stands up. Your lover pretends he's being forced into it but the way his feet step in time to the music is all his own doing. Soon his facade drops completely and he's pulling you into him, swaying his hips & smiling at the love of his life. As you giggle looking up at him, you reach up to place a kiss on his lips & you realize you could spend the remainder of your life doing this with him & maybe some kids dancing around you too. He breaks the kiss and dips you at a drop, "1000 kisses from you is never too much", he sings along with that bright smile you fell in love with three happy years ago. You tap his shoulder when he pulls you up, "for such a shy guy you can get really corny ya know" you chuckle, as you let him spin you. "I guess love can make you do corny things", he says, fully dancing along at this point. "Ain't that the truth..", you say as you swing your hips with your arms above your head. Luther may have had a point, you think, 1000 days in this man's arms would never be too much.

Asahi Azumane, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Shigeru Yahaba, Yūtarō Kindaichi, Eita Semi, Tsutomu Goshiki, Takanobu Aone, Yūdai Hyakuzawa, Shun Izuki, Shinsuke Kimura, Kōsuke Wakamatsu, Kenichi Okamara, Eikichi Nebuya, Hakkai Shiba, Seishu Inui, William Vangeance, Klaus Lunettes, Finral Roulacase, Henry Legolant

Wash day: There were many perks to having a live-in boyfriend. Some you didn't realize until after yall signed the lease on this place and some you knew coming in. The perk you're currently enjoying belongs in the former category. When your boyfriend first asked if you needed any help during your wash day routine, you were skeptical to say the least but people do silly things when they're in love so you said yes. Flash forward to right now and you're so happy your blind love paid off this time because the feeling of his fingers massaging the hot oil into your scalp is something you don't think you can go back to living without. "We're gonna have to enroll you into cosmetology school, babe this feels amazing." you say dreamily through lidded eyes. He chuckles. "Yea I don't know about all that but I'm glad I finally got the hang of it.", he responds. "I am too! I couldn't comb out anymore knots. I was bouta shave it all off.." you say, remembering all the hair you've lost trying to stick through your man's learning curve. "Well you'd look beautiful with or without hair but I'm glad you gave me time to really learn. Practicing on you should help me get good by the time we have kids.", he says, absentmindedly parting another section of hair. You're silent for a beat taking in what he just said. "Well they're gonna be pretty lucky kids to have a dad who cares for them that much, while I'm already just being used for practice", you huff looking back at your boyfriend for some sympathy. "If you keep your head still we can finally get this set and go practice making them.. deal?", he says pulling your hair so you're looking up at him. "Deal.", you say almost too quick, poking your lips out. He indulges you in a peck, relishing in his perks of a live-in partner.

Chikara Ennoshita, Morisuke Yaku,, Issei Matsukawa, Kentarō Kyōtani, Aran Ojiro, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Takehito Sasaya, Keiji Akaashi, Akinori Konoha, Kazunari Takao, Atsushi Murasakibara, Ken "Draken" Ryugucci, Takashi Mitsuya, Chifuyu Matsuno, Hajime Kokonoi, Kanji "Mochi" Mochizuki, Wakasa Imaushi, Keizo "Benkei" Arashi, Nacht Faust, Zora Ideale

[fortheloveofwonderland]

Odd Socks [Spencer Reid x Reader]

Send me a I wish you would write a fic where...

From this Anon prompt - “Spencer finds out that you are pregnant by the amount of unmatched socks of baby that you bought”

WC: 0.6k

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Spencer slowly stepped out of the bedroom with a concerned look on his face. He found you on the couch reading a book.

You looked up at him when the door creaked open and smiled at him briefly before you noticed the look on his face.

“What’s wrong?” You closed your book looking at him worryingly.

“Are you ok?” He asked with a slight frown.

You stood up from the couch, matching his frown.

“Yes I’m fine. Are you?”

“I’m not sure.” His frown deepened. “Look Y/N, I wasn’t going to say anything but every time you’ve done laundry recently you’ve uhm…” he unballed what was in his hand and dangled the items from his fingers.

Two tiny mismatched socks.

“You keep shrinking my socks.” He pulled a face, pouting a little.

“Oh.” You started to laugh. For a genius he sure was slow.

“It’s happened to a lot of pairs now. I seem to have at least a dozen pairs like this.”

Oh boy.

“You’re sure they are yours?” You stepped a little closer to him with a raised eyebrow.

“Uhm...pretty sure. You wear matching socks.”

You laughed at the confusion spreading across his face. His eyebrows were knitted together and he was chewing his lip.

“And they call you boy genius?” You chuckled, taking the socks from his hands. “These are not your socks.”

His frown deepened even more if that was possible. He stared at your for several long, silent moments while his brain tried to process your words.

You could practically see the cogs turning in his head.

“I don’t understand.” It clearly pained him to say that. Spence understood damn near everything.

You chuckled and placed your hands on his shoulder.

“I thought you’d get the hints but clearly not.” You placed a gentle kiss on his cheek.

“What hints?” He sounded almost exasperated.

“Tiny mismatched socks.” You held the socks up again before placing them on your stomach. “For our tiny unborn child.”

Spencer’s face fell. His jaw went slack, practically hitting the floor and his eyes widened almost a comical amount.

“I...y-you...you’re…”

“Pregnant. Yes.” You laughed. “Spoiler alert, it's yours.”

He continued to stare at you catching flies in his open mouth. His eyes filled with tears as he stood in shock, his eyes trained on the tiny socks on your belly.

“You’re...I’m...baby.” He croaked.

Suddenly his eyes snapped back to your face and he closed his mouth.

“We’re having a baby?” He whispered as though if he said it too loud it wouldn’t be real.

“Yes Spence, we’re having a baby. And they will wear adorable mismatched socks just like their daddy.”

The damn broke and his tears cascaded from his eyes down his cheeks.

Without warning he lifted you into his arms and started spinning you around circles.

“Oh my gosh.” He laughed through his tears. “We’re having a baby!”

He spun you around a few more times before setting you back on your feet.

He took hold of your face and kissed you hard.

“We’re having a baby.” He repeated into your lips.

“We’re having a baby.” You repeated.

He kissed you again and then suddenly he darted away from you, making you frown.

“Baby Converse! We need baby Converse to go with the mismatched socks!” He practically squealed.

You laughed following the gangly limbs of your unborn baby’s father into the bedroom.

“You better check the box under the bed then.” You laughed.

He was going to be a wonderful father.

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Haikyuu!! Moanable Names

Part 2

Tetsu (Kuroo??)

Bo, Kou, Bokuto, Koutarou (the man's name is allround sexy)

Kenma (I could see Kozume)

Shoyo

Tanaka and just Ryu

Tsuki if he'll let you. Kei is good. But Tsukishima with like a gasp in the middle

Kageyama- no moanable. Sorry

Tadashi

Keishin (Ukai would remind me too much of his gramps)

Aone, Taka, or Nobu but not Takanobu

[ickymichi]

𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐎 𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆

<3 warnings: uh none? just a short crackfic, this is as always, set it the timeskip:)

<3 includes: various haikyuu characters.

<3 note: just a lil fun thing i thought of! hope you enjoy n’ reblogs are greatly appreciated <3

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𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐓: matsukawa issei, tanaka ryu, miya atsumu, hirugami sachiro, kuroo tetsurou, bokutou koutaro kyotani kentaro, hinata shouyou, hanamaki takahiro, gao hakuba, meian shugo, kageyama tobio.

𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐊𝐄: miya osamu, nishinoya yuu, fukunaga shōhei, tendou satori, suna rintarou konoha akinori, tsukishima kei, kozume kenma, morisuke yaku

𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐋 𝐔𝐏 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄: kita shinsuke, ojiro aran, sawamura daichi, akaashi keiji, meian shugo, matsukawa issei, haiba lev, ukai keishin, sakusa kiyoomi, iwaizumi hajime, yamaguchi tadashi, kyotani kentaro, Hyakuzawa yudai, kiyoko shimizu

𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐊𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑: oikawa toru, tanaka ryu, hanamaki takahiro, sugawara koushi, bokutou koutaro, miya atsumu, kuroo tetsurou, daishou suguru, ushijima wakatoshi, nobuyuki kai, yachi hitoka.

𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐔𝐈𝐓 𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆: matsukawa issei, kageyama tobio, ojiro aran, hinata shouyou, kuroo tetsurou, tendou satori, semi eita, nishinoya yuu, meian shugou, kita shinsuke.

𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀 𝐋𝐀𝐏 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄: hanamaki takahiro, haiba lev, oikawa toru, hakuba gao, bokuto koutaro, miya osamu, iwaizumi hajime, sugawara koushi, tanaka ryu, taichi kawanishi.

𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐀 𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐎𝐊𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒: matsukawa issei & hanamaki takahiro(duet): i’m too sexy , bokuto koutaro: cha cha slide , kuroo tetsurou: ms jackson , miya atsumu: promiscuous , semi eita: piano man, oikawa toru: livin’ la vida loca , meian shugo: angels, tendou satori: teenage dirtbag