#yaku scenarios

[oikadori]

Yaku Morisuke x f!Reader

Word: Cinnamon

Dialogue:  “There are so many things we could do here in the dark. I’m sure you won’t get bored”

Warnings: NSFW, swearings

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“Aww, do you need help Morisuke?

“I– since when are you this bratty?”

After pulling the handle a few times Yaku finally opens the kitchen storage’s door, and a strip of light enters the small room. He is right, teasing wasn’t your thing, but you were following Kuroo’s advice about your crush.

‘Believe me Y/N, Yaku will definitely lose it. He’ll go feral, trust me’

So, before walking in as he holds the door for you, you swing your dress graciously at him.  

Nekoma’s captain said Karasuno had invited you for a fall gathering later that day and you were the ones supposed to make the food. Yaku hasn’t been able to think straight since you arrived at Kuroo’s house, the sight of you always made him soft, but that beautiful dress you are wearing–is driving him insane.

He had to control his excited smile when Kuroo sent their manager to help him find the last ingredient for his ‘special dish’.

“Any idea where the cinnamon is?

“I think the right question is, does Kuroo even know how to use it?

Yaku’s remark makes you laugh loudly, and you cover your mouth, trying to muffle the sounds, he frowns at you, placing a hand behind his head as heat threatens his cheeks.

“Don’t do that. It is…nice”

You blink, turning to face him with flushed cheeks when you notice the heavy door closing behind Yaku as he approaches you.

“Mori–“

The loud thud of the door against its frame cuts you off. You move, trying to find the wall where the light switches are supposed to be, but instead you stomp against Yaku. He can’t help the way his lips curve up as he holds your arms, stabilizing you.

“I got you”

“I-I’m okay, just don’t want to stay here much longer” you shrug, lowering your head as red creeps onto your face.

“I didn’t know I made you that uncomfortable”

He whispers with a hint of bitterness as he loses his grip on you, making you gasp in disbelief at the absence of his touch.

“No! You could never make me uncomfortable, Mori”, your heart hammers in your ears, as your hand reaches for him clumsily in the dark, “I just–hate doing nothing…”

Brown eyes open wide, trying to adjust to the darkness and the sight he catches, have his entire body throbbing.

You are pulling your bottom lip harshly between your teeth as your hand squeezes his arm slightly, causing the libero’s eyes to darken at the newfound information.

‘She likes me’

“I forgot our pretty manager was so hardworking, but–”, you feel your entire body burning as he leans, hot breath fanning over your ear, “–there are so many things we could do here in the dark. I’m sure you won’t get bored”

He takes a step closer until your breaths mix together. You lift your face, the obscurity of the room and his proximity making you stutter

“L-Like what?” your usual shyness makes his blood frantically rush all around his body. He feels himself hardening, imaging how cute you would like pinned against one of the shelves.

“Like this”, he grunts, hands searching for your cheeks in the dark.

When they finally rest on your face, he pulls you into a deep kiss, and your entire body electrifies.

“Mori” the words falling from your lips makes his pants suffocate his pulsing lenght.

“I’ve wanted to do that since the day you entered the gym”

You sloppily lean forwards as you hold onto his shoulders, causing his back to stomp against one of the shelves, making few cans to fall onto the floor before rolling.

“S-sorry!” you babble

“What happened with the cute little manager?”, he chuckles sweetly as his hands quickly wrap your waist pushing you against the door, making you whimper, “I like this better”

Your eyes widen at the hoarse voice that comes out of the libero. Yaku’s hands lowers, lifting the fabric of your dress before wandering over the skin of your thighs, desperately. He muffles the moan that comes out of you with a rough kiss before gasping for air.

“Fuck. You’re so pretty–”

A knock on the door makes both of you freeze. You blink, breathing heavily as you separate a little to focus on the thin light that filters under the door. You bit your lip roughly, holding the noises that threatens to escape at the feeling of Yaku’s leg between your thighs making your insides twitch.

“Before you both start getting louder, could you please pass me the cinnamon first?”

“GO TO HELL KUROO!!”

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