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willowed-wisp · 2 months

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misread horoscopes.

character: shintaro midorima x reader word count: 4,129 categories: suggestive themes, pregnancy, fluff

She had had to keep it dwelled inside of her, sitting on the information she had for two weeks prior to her seated position. Her mind wasn't in the game that ensued forward, her husband playing some of the best basketball that the world had seen, it dwelled on the fact that she didn't know how he would react to the news.

Despite being married for seven years, together for six before he popped the question, they hadn't discussed bringing another member of the family into their world- but that was a possibility on the table. Y/N had always wanted children, however, Shintaro was the wildcard. The man had always liked his life to be lived in a particular way; buying his lucky item to avoid life threatening situations daily and wearing that stupid tape to ensure that nothing was left to chance with his three-pointers. The fact that she was pregnant could stir their relationship for the worst if the Boston Celtics shoot guard took it the wrong way.

The whistle blew, sounding the end of the match- with both teams shaking hands respectively. The spectacled member of the Celtics searched for his usually exuberant wife who wrapped her legs around his waist when victory had been achieved by his team. However, she could be seen out on the side lines- chewing on her nail with an absent-minded expression written on her features. He found team victories tedious anyhow, making it guiltless to examine his love. "Isn't your lucky item working today, my love?" He stated, as soon as she heard his voice, her sleeved arms latched around his neck while her legs rested where they had to due to his height, around his waist. It was an understatement to say that the male was taken aback by his significant other's behaviour. He knew the cameras were focussed on the couple in that moment as he felt dampening cover his shoulder. Why's she crying? Was his immediate thought as the verdant-haired player waltzed with his wife in his arms so that they could have some privacy. Members of his team would approach, motioning to the cradled Y/N Midorima and he would bat them off (partially due to his obliviousness to this entire situation, as well).

Calculatedly, the twenty-nine-year-old reached an empty bathroom. Y/N was set down on the countered sinks while her counterpart rotated the lock to the door; securing them in with each other. The woman saw the reflected picture of herself- dripping makeup spearing from her eyes. She pinned the pregnancy hormones for the out of character behaviour. "Are you going to tell me what just happened?" His position motioned towards her- gripping her wrists with enough precision to be gentle. He just wanted to look into those eyes he focused on when he became frustrated.

She wanted to brace her arms on the hilt of the sink that was beside her. It was as if the pressure of his possible reaction had her hefting the weight of the world on her shoulders. "I'm on my period and the cramps are hurting like hell." A complete lie from in between her teeth, and he could sniff out his wife's bullshit even if she hadn't had been directly in front of him.

An exasperated sigh originated from the male, his middle fingers pushed up his glasses in frustration with her attempted deceit. "I know I've not been the most tolerable person to talk to- but you don't have to lie to me." Her eyes always found their way back to focus on his lower lashes; constant jealousy was the likely cause, but so had been the verdant rays which trickled within his vivid irises. His arms tugged her in close, she had nowhere else to look but him. "Oha Asa said unprecedented events would take place today and to be prepared for what lay ahead..." His mind relapsed into the hidden intricacies of the horoscope for that exact date, he thought maybe one of his teammates would become injured during the match or something insignificant in Shintaro's life- not that his wife was the unwarranted circumstance in which he was not in control of.

Despite the grotesque possibility that he would prevent her from having a child he planted inside of the womb within Y/N's body, the woman in question had nothing to lose but a barely developed month and a half year old foetus. "Actually, Shin… I can’t be on my period..." She had no idea why her body felt so small whilst under his attentive gaze as she awaited him to connect the dots in that intelligent brain that Midorima possessed. "Shintaro, aren't you gonna say anything?"

His hands had since dropped away from his wife and one held his face up- as if pondering something. "My mother has a remedy for excess stress... that train crash caused overtime at the hospital for yo-"

Her body slumped against the tiles that wound around the bottom half of the walls, proceeding to squeak down their glossy surface. Taking her husband by surprise and catapulting him into a sort of alert mode. "It's not the stress, Shin..." The woman began to fiddle with her hair in her own kind of frustration. "Y'know the day after the heated game against the Bulls- and we didn't have a condom but we did it anyway because you were so pent up?" His hair waved along with his neck, signalling his understanding.

His uniform creased by his forearms contorting under his chest. "That was two months ago- I'm shocked you still remember that." And it confounded how oblivious he was to such matters of pregnancy- probably because he had never had to deal with the experience and wouldn't have to. That was her job, an employment she happened to be dealing with in that precise moment.

Her sunken head raised as his fingers plucked her chin in an upwards motion, their faces unbelievably close- as they had been an infinite amount of times before that moment. While he was crouched, she gripped his other arm- placing his flat hand onto her stomach which carried his unborn child. A flicker of light cast from his glasses, he was finally in a daze of reality. "I'm pregnant." His entire being straightened upwards until he stood in front of the woman- whose eyes dripped with molten tears. "I'm sorry... I never meant for this to happen..."

It was her turn to bolt upright, at a lower rate to her love. "Sorry?" His voice echoed subconsciously in her ears; rattling any sense of safety she had in their relationship- this had the capability to end it because no matter what he said, she could never abort the baby growing in her uterus as the debacle ensued. Y/N's vision caught sight of his clenched fist as some moisture fell onto the solid floor beneath his body. "You're sorry about all of this, Y/N?" She was unsure of the tone he held, too out of tune with reality to intake that sort of information. Her hands caught her head as it collapsed along with the pool of fluid that escaped the sanctuary of her tear ducts.

Y/N knew he would be angry because he didn't want to be a dad- but it had a confounding effect on the woman.

Is this the end of our relationship? She questioned worriedly in her soul. However, she doubted if she had the strength to leave the side of the man she loved with every cell and fibre in her figure. Y/N didn't know if she could raise a child knowing that Shintaro Midorima had abandoned the two of them in the most dire of situations.

There was a sudden pressure felt on her bump-less middle. His emerald eyes resonating into her own, and the gleam wasn't from the glasses shielding his orbs- it was the reciprocated waterworks that enveloped what seemed to be his entire body. "And you're not playing around? You're one-hundred percent sure?" She knew he didn't let chance dictate his fate, even in this circumstance. Which meant this was the normal Shintaro Midorima she had met while he was a rookie for the team in which he played for in the current moments they spent with each other. Her head nodded- providing the man with a verified answer. "How long have you known for?"

"A couple of weeks but I was having symptoms two weeks before that.I thought I was overworked by how tired I was." He picked his wife up and rested her on the chic-looking sink counters. The stadium was furnished lushly for the players and this was one of the private toilets in which VIPs and/or players could utilise. Shintaro fitted in between her legs which had been only slightly parted but had been tapered to allow for him to have a deep seated connection with his one and only.

His head nuzzled in her neck meanwhile he cocooned her into an engulfing embrace; shifting Y/N's legs to resort to the position they had been whilst on the court. "I guess Oha Asa was right about the 'unprecedented' part of your day." Her words were clear as day while her lips were dangerously close to his sensitive ears. A chunk of green lurched, tickling the woman's neck in the shared second they endured together- caused by the monotonous chuckle that strayed from his direction.

"I'll overlook your doubt this one time..."

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Seven months had passed and for Shintaro Midorima, it was the second most important match he had ever had the pleasure to play. The championship match between the Phoenix Suns, against his most challenging opponent who could easily block his always-on-target three-pointers; Atsushi Murasakibara. His wife was, however, ready to pop any day- making the decision to watch the match from home. A couple of hours before his match ensued, she had felt a faint inclination that resembled a subliminal menstruation ache and Y/N had thought nothing of it. She was no obstetrician but she wished she had been over the past eight and a half months of pregnancy- the surgical resident was terrified. At least Shintaro was glad that there was to be a new addition in the family, which she had been anxious about throughout the first third of her first trimester. Y/N assumed that it was from the chocolate she had eaten earlier in the day.

In front of her, placed on the transparent, lowly structured table had been the assortment of indulgences that would have the privilege of being devoured by Y/N while the game was in action. Despite this, it would be extremely impressive if the woman could consume all of the snacking regiment before the long haul game was expected to finish. There were two powerhouse players that could delay the forty-eight-minimum minutes of gameplay. That along with the anticipated interviews that would take place despite the diversion of victory. As soon as the whistle signalled that the first quarter was in effect- with her eyes on her athlete husband, Y/N's cramping became somewhat staggering for her to endure. Her focus dissipated on Shintaro's game and onto the feeling that she expected clothing to experience while being ironed. She neglected the fact that she had described them as 'period cramps', now dubbing them as what a stabbing victim was forced to discern when that metal breached their flesh. However it seemed that the perpetrator lived beneath the skin. She knew in that minute what was occurring.

"Why now?!" She grumbled with gritted teeth concealing the already evident pain lingering in her tone. Her digits grasped tightly onto her smartphone as another wave of agony swarmed her abdomen. Pelvis gauged into the cushioned surface in which Y/N rested up, smartphone in hand- the woman had been compelled to clutch the bump that would hopefully dissipate once the being encased inside of her had been freed. "Fucking hell!"

Speedily her fingertips found the contact she had already accounted for- impatient whilst she awaited an answer from the other end. "Answer the fucking phone, Kise!" Neck craned with trickles of sweat sprinting down its side. Y/N knew that the pain would cease to exist once the delivery was finished, however, something told her that that wouldn't be close until she entered the intense stage of labour; signalling the moment when her water would eventually break.

Pant after pant, it had been an eternity to the woman but finally his voice rang in her ears, "Y/Nchhi, I'm sort of watching your husband's match at TD Gardens-"

"The baby's coming, Kise! I need you to, uh," another power wave of torment struck- leaving Ryota in action mode due to the reality of the ongoing situation. The call had been cut from Kise's end of the line, Y/N became plagued with worry as her eyes lingered on the television- devoid of focus on her husband as the blond locks of the Warriors' Small Forward pulled aside the coach of the Celtics. Something she hadn't wanted to happen- this was Shintaro's first love (other than the Oha Asa horoscope) and his wife did not want to relieve him of it.

"We see Midorima going in for another shot from the mid-way line and from this man's record, that means another three points for Celtics- who are up 10:2 against the Suns and their almost as incredible player Murasakibara."

"And what do we have here, Shaq? Celtic's coach Ime Udoka is calling a timeout... a possible injury, maybe?"

"It all seems to revolve around their Shooting Guard, for sure. We'll get information from Ime- wait, Mike... is that San Francisco's Kise down there with Udoka and Midorima?"

"Seems so... it's as though this is a personal issue of some kind- we both know his wife, Y/N, who is somewhere in TD Gardens cheering Boston on for victory."

"This young man has enough dedication to his sport and hasn't missed a single match in the entire season."

"Midorima seems to be... staying to play for his team in this NBA final at the home of the Boston Celtics... and there is still no news concerning the discussion that has taken place, however, we do know that Jaylen Brown will not be sent on during this match as the Celtics Shooting Guard- there is still hope for his position as a Short Forward to help his team claim victory over the Arizona side."

The power immediately departed from the television, as the woman managed to hobble over to the bathroom of their apartment. Making sure to support her body weight on various items of furnishing which scattered around her course- hand latching on the bag that she had prepared earlier. It ranged from the blanket in which they bought for their new born upon their entry into the world, to the lucky item that had updated every single day for the two probable zodiac signs for the baby for all of the eight and half months. This time, it seemed as though it was the frog plush animal that he held their first date- it was as if April 12th was the perfect date for their first born to enter the world (hopefully, with no complications). She only hoped that it was lucky for the match in which she knew her beloved would be striving in while she would be in labour.

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He had been made to wait outside of the room, down the Maternity Ward- however, the blond could hear the wailing of one of his closest friends. While inside of the room, Y/N was too dilated to have the epidural that would have numbed the already molten nerve endings that she would have sworn would be melted at this point. Water had flushed out of her undercarriage twenty minutes prior- warning the woman of the intense labour pains she could expect. "Y/N/N, you're fully dilated. We need you to push, sweetie." It may come off as unusual, however, the doctor delivering her baby was one of Y/N's good friends at the hospital- considering she had been a resident for the past eight years. She saw how her pregnant friend's eyes prickled full of water- but Danielle had no time for nicety, the baby's oxygen would be depleting now there was no amniotic fluid to protect it with.

"I need him here, Danie! I can't do this without Shintaro!" It was as if she was referring to her husband as being dead. The woman automatically pushed, nevertheless, causing more of the baby's body to appear from her legs.

"You got this- I can see the head. Just a few more strong pushes!" The other woman in a state of reddening agony exasperated lengthy gasps proceeding to squeezing. She hadn't realised the sheer force that her bare hands had laid waste to on the bedding, which was stained with sweating imprints as the rest of Y/N's being was shifted at the foot of the furniture. "Just the legs to go, Y/N. You've got this!" She began to ready herself for the strain in which a final action would inflict on her own entirety. That was until she began to notice the blur of verdant that stood vacantly in the wooden doorway- the sheen on his spectacles stood our the most, other than his entire shamrock uniform. He didn't remain still when his wife released the last amount of effort she had held onto- it was enough for her baby to flood out and into Danielle's arms.

Shintaro instantly dropped his bags at the door- having darted to his beloved; pulling her lips onto his own, not giving in until he was satisfied with the duration required. "I'm so proud of you, darling..." His husky tone held her focus as he spoke against their formerly conjoined limbs.

In that moment, it had been as though nothing had occurred, the searing halted almost immediately from the lower regions of her body- feeling the relief about the entire experience that had progressed fairly quickly considering the long-haul births that some women can experience. From outside the squealing had been replaced with the electric tears of newly given life. Those who had produced their masterpiece were united in their display of waterworks all as her miniscule creation was nestled into her arms by one of the scrubbed nurses scattered around the room. Upon sighting into those bright blue eyes; ones that she was fairly sure would develop into ones alike her husband's- Y/N knew that Shintaro was not the only thing in this world that she would love unconditionally no matter what they did. "Y/N/N, Shintaro- meet your son!" The two had neglected learning the sex of their child, Shintaro would have obsessed over how Aries and Taurus men and women differ towards each other and because he actually wanted fate to decide something of its free will for once without his influence.

All that they were focused on was the new apple of their eyes- their baby boy. "He's gonna have your eyes," he smiled at her heartfelt statement, "and your crappy eyesight." Shintaro was instantly sent into a cascade of having his face sunken at that comment, but known fact, by his wife. However, he let it go- he didn't care as soon as he peered into both sets of vibrant eyes displayed before him. Those of Y/N Midorima and their newborn, unnamed son. "Did you win?"

His mossy hair began to contort with the vertical motions his own head spurted into fruition. "The media got wind of this. That blond brat should be banned off of Instagram, idiot broke the news on his story..." The muscles inside of his neck had begun to tense as he spoke, causing the woman beside him to brush her fingertips across the span of his cheek- which descended his gaze to their boy an additional occurrence. Not once had his under lashes flickered in boredom or falsity- it was genuine. He had never loved another being in the way he had the baby before him. Of course, Shintaro adored his wife- but the kind of way he felt for his own son was unconditional.

Y/N caught onto the subconscious want of her husband in that moment, her arms raised toward her right side. "Hold your son, Shintaro." There had been no hesitation on his part when his tapped left hand spread to cup the child's head while his right arm cradled the rest of his diddy body. "You're... surprisingly good at that~" A light chuckle shook the waves of sound around their vicinity- surveying the two men in her life from the moment that their child entered the world.

His deep green eyes delved into the baby azure ones- silencing the stifled cries from the being held in his arms with surprising ease. "Nobody is ever going to hurt you..." He had become even more of a softer person in a span of twenty minutes. It melted Y/N's own heart- it was burning in her chest. Especially when Midorima's nose and the junior version of himself began to rub their noses with each other; exuberant laughter rattled from the young infant. A gleam prominently illustrated across the Shooting Guard's features- a marvel in itself; it was painful for people to get him to smile- but this was more than that, he beamed with rays of energy. "I apologise for being late- they chose me to be the MVP for the season."

Her ears spiked up, "That's fantastic, Shin! Been a great season, huh?" He gave a long nod, eyes still focused on his son. "I think I have a name idea, honey..." His attention fixated on his wife. "This city has had such an influence on us this year and this little guy was born on the day his dad won with his team."

"I'm not opposed to that idea. But, it would be in fate's favour to have something linked to his zodiac sign."

"I know you, Shintaro... zodiac duty was already yours, babe." There was no hesitation in her booming, confident vocals. "You were already going to write on the birth certificate..."

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"In sports news, well... revolving around sports news... the Most Valued Player of the ended NBA season, Shintaro Midorima has become a father. Fans watching the events at TD Gardens were shocked as halfway through, Celtics' head coach, Ime Udoka, called off the Shooting Guard and speculations arose surrounding personal matters that could take him out of the game."

"Yes, Martha. Despite the events occurring, the Japanese player remained on court, only to receive the NBA championship win and the title of MVP for the Season."

"Details have been revealed by the couple. In an ode to the team that Midorima has won four championship titles with, their baby boy was named Boston."

"What a wonderful way to pay homage to the team that has held their Shooting Guard since his NBA debut. Wishing their expanded family all the best as celebrations continue among Boston fans, and commiserations dwell for Phoenix supporters."

"This has been Martha MacCallum-"

"- and Bill Hemmer, signing off on your six o'clock news."

Her head shook in disbelief, pressing the red button on the remote. "Why did Kise have to be the only one there at the match? He's airing out information to the press- unintentionally!" Her hips had become gripped by the man laid back on the reclining leather couch, causing her to crash onto his lap. He had precision after how many years they had been together. Y/N toppled gently across his legs before scuffling to splay out horizontally- her head resting on his thighs; eyes focused on the ceiling.

"Don't get worked up- Oha Asa says Scorpios are supposed to be having a relaxed day." Her cheeks puffed, as she grinded closer into his body. That was until the consistent shrills sourcing from the nursery became increasingly aware to the parents. "I'll get him, darling..." Before she could blink, he had plonked her onto the furnishing and had disappeared behind the door- the cries in which Boston had released ceased to exist as soon as he was in the arms of his father.

They both appeared from around the corner, with an addition. "He just won't accept any lucky item, other than this frog plush- does he know the terrifying things that can happen when not carrying your lucky item?" Y/N felt the tension of Shintaro envisioning what life would be without his compulsive habit. His eyes flickered wide at the hidden chuckle he had heard stray from Y/N- not acting on his disbelief; still fixated on the adorable vision of his bright-eyed two-day-year-old son. "Maybe it's not a horrendous turn of events, he may even look cute with that frog. Don't you, Boston? Yes you do!" She had never seen acting so... childish before, and it was a positive change for the woman who had only ever seen her partner act like an adult, even when he was a freshman university student with his basketball scholarship.

Not that Y/N would want to alter anything about Shintaro Midorima, it was a never-seen-before element to the man she loved.

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hxskzz · 2 months

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" REPLAY ᯓ★ . "

drunk!Adam x fem!reader

contains: mentions of drinking, mentions of sex, Adam being horny, kising, making out, suggestiveness BUT OTHER THAN THAT FLUFFF NO SMUT

575 words | proofread .

a/n: Adam is srsly growing on me IM SUPPOSED TO HATE HIMMM BUT FFFFUCKCKKK I HAVE A THING FOR ROCKSTAR CHARACTERS

ღ . you came back home, closing the door with a click. "adamm?" you call out your boyfriend's name, putting your bags down. "that's meeeeee" you hear him wail from the other room , confusing you

you walk to your shared bedroom with him, to see him laying halfway off the bed. "adam what are you doing.." you chuckled. "who are you??? where my girlfriend???? I miss my girlfriend dude" adam jolted up, sitting up properly on the bed with his voice now raising, just to flop back down on it.

"Adam.. i'm your girlfriend.. what's wrong with you today?" you were confused on why he was acting like this. he took a good look at you as a smile crept onto his face. "girlfriend!!" adam came over and hugged you, your arms draping over his shoulders.

"adam you're not drunk are you?.." you began to catch on to why he was acting like this, it didn't take you too long. "NooOOOoooO why would I beee drunkkkk" his words were dragged, and he could barely stand up straight. "yea you're drunk.. cmon sit down"

you sat him back down on the bed, putting the blanket over him attempting to get him to lay down. "i dont fucking want toooo" he muttered, sitting back up. "cmon adam youre literally drunk you need to go to sleep so it wares offff" you cupped his face, placing your other hand on this shoulder softly pushing it down.

he leaned more into your touch, a dopey smile across his face. "i love yoeeuueuuu.." he smiled. "i love you too adam.. you need to go to sleep though" when he wasnt drunk, he was stubborn. when he WAS drunk he was even more stubborn. it's a struggle either way.

he sat up, and patted his lap. "sit" he mumbled. you sat on his lap, facing him and hugging him. he placed a few kisses on your cheek, and one on your lips. you returned the kiss, which slowly turned into a makeout session.

small "mm's" and "hmm's" were heard from the both of you, as your hands tangled in adam's hair. he slipped his tongue into your mouth, which earned a slight whimper of surprise from you. one of adam's hands was placed on your hip, while the other one slipped to grope your ass. you knew what adam was doing.

you pulled apart from the kiss, removing adam's hand from your ass which caused him to place it on your other hip. "babeeeeee" he groaned in anger. "noo adam i know what you're trying to do, we can't do that right now , not with you drunk like this" you raked through his hair, kissing his forehead. "i'm not drunkk cmonnn..lemme taste youu.." he placed kisses on your neck and held your hips tighter, god he was about to make you break character.. "adam. a few minutes ago you didn't even notice i was your girlfriend." you laughed.

he pouted, wrapping his arms around your waist in defeat. one thing about adam.. he had a very high sex drive, and it was even higher when he was drunk. but no matter what, if you said no 2 or more times, he'd respect that.

he laid back, pulling you on top of him. "..prettyyy girl" he mumbled, cupping your cheek gazing up at you. you smiled, returning the compliment. "pretty boy"

adam smirked, his ego boosting. "i'm hard"

"oh my fucking god" you laughed.

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billys-pretty-babe · 1 year

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Pineapple Juice

Pairing : Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader

Summary : Billy reaches for pineapple juice more than he does a can of beer now and as his best friend, you really have to know why.

Warnings : Swearing, oral (m. receiving), Billy gives nicknames (babes, pretty girl, sweet girl), PRAISE PRAISE PRAISE

Word count : 1.3k

A/N : First time writing smut so please if you have constructive criticism, please send it to my inbox :)

Billy opened another can of pineapple juice and took a few sips and made a loud ah-ing sound. "Billy, what is up with the pineapple juice?" He laughed and finished his can, "Makes my cum sweet and I have a hot babe to meet tonight." You rolled your eyes, "How do you know it's sweet?" He raised a brow, "I get compliments on it. Why, wanna try it?" Your heart stopped. "Nah, just messing with you. Seemed like you were contemplating on it though," he said as he laughed and crushed the can before throwing it away.

"Wait, so is cum not sweet?" Billy shook his head, "Have you never sucked cock before?" You laughed and shook your head, "Uh uh, I almost did it once but the guys cancelled." Billy hummed, his shorts tightening around his crotch and he fixed the elastic a little to try and hide it. "Wanna try? Like for real this time? It won't change anything." You went through the consequences through your head. "Is Neil coming home tonight?" Billy shook his head, "Nope." You nodded, "Okay then." Billy nodded and led you to his room.

He shut the door, knowing Nancy would drop her off later on in the day. "Alright, anytime you feel uncomfortable just say no and I'll stop, I promise." You nodded and he locked his door and sat on his bed. "You can sit on my lap," he quietly said and he helped you onto his lap, rubbing your hips gently. "What am I supposed to do?" He laughed, "Wanna kiss? It'll help get you comfortable." You nodded and leaned in to kiss him, holding his shoulders as he held your hips tighter, his lips moving against yours.

Your hands went to his curls and you gently pulled, pulling a moan from his throat and you shivered in his hold. You pulled away and pressed kisees down his neck, occasionally biting him, making him groan and hold you tighter. He took his hands off of your waist and he grabbed the hem of his white muscle shirt and he took it off, tossing it behind him as you trailed kisses down his skin, laying a bite on his pec, making him yelp a little as you both laughed.

You kissed your way down his abs, "Did you shave your happy trail?" He laughed, "Maybe, I don't need my cum on it, gets gross and matted." You nodded and moved down to his floor, getting comfortable as he took off the black gym shorts, leaving him in his boxers, his erection pressing against them, his large thighs on either side of you. "You still okay to do this?" You nodded and he held your jaw, "I need words, babes." You gulped at the name, "Yeah, I'm good." He smiled and nodded and he placed your hands at his boxer band, "Take them off then." You nodded and shuffled on your knees a little and took his boxers off, his cock springing out, a little pre-cum on the tip already.

Billy adjusted his body and gave you one of his pillows, "Put your knees on this, it's better than the floor." You nodded and thanked him and you sat on it. "What do I do?" He chuckled a little, "Are you okay with spitting on your hand or do I need lube?" You shook your head and dropped spit into your hand and you took ahold of him, making him moan at your hold.

"You can grip a little tighter, not much or it'll fall off." You both laughed and you tightened your grip slightly. "Now up and down, twist your wrist a little." You nodded and did what he said, your fist making a slight sloshing sound as you gently jacked him. He moaned, his hands going into fists. "Can I taste?" He nodded, "Yeah pretty girl, just lick the tip."

You nodded and licked the tip quickly, not knowing if you'd like the taste. "Good girl, you listen to me so well." You whined a little and looked up at him, your eyes glossy. "Wanna try and suck?" You nodded and placed the tip in your mouth, "Suck in your cheeks a little and no teeth, don't bite me." You moaned around him to show that you heard him and you did what he said before taking in two inches.

"Fuck," he moaned out, "that's it, that's my good girl." He held the back of your head, not moving you, just for comfort as he let you go at your own pace. Your lip slipped, exposing your teeth and he yelped and you pulled off of him, apologizing profusely. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to." He took a deep breath and shook his head, "It's okay, it's okay, I promise. I'm not hurt, just took me by surprise." You nodded and he kissed the top of your head, something he did on occasion.

You took his cock back into your mouth and did the same thing as before, moaning against him. He grabbed your hand, making you look up at him and he gave you a soft smile, "Can I do something?" You hummed and he hissed and he put your hand on his balls. "Don't use me like a stress ball, gently massage." You gave him a thumbs up with the hand that was on his base as he gently rolled his sac in your hand, "Fucking shit." Billy wanted to sob because of you. You made him feel better than any of the girls he had been with.

He felt it before you did, the way your throat began to constrict. "In through your nose, babe, breathe in through your nose." You pulled back a little, swiping your tongue over his tip as you tried to control your breathing. "No deep throating, can't do that to you, you're not one of those girls, I care about you."

Why was Billy being sweet with his dick in your mouth?

You wondered to yourself before taking a few inches, making sure to breathe through your nose before pulling off of him and using your hand, your jaw aching slightly. "Fuck, gonna cum." You placed your mouth back on his cock, lapping at the tip as you used your hand on his base and he groaned your name out before your mouth was painted with his cum.

He pulled out of your mouth when he was done and you swallowed, tolerating the taste, noting the slight sweetness. You took both hands from him as he put his thumb on the corner of your lips and gently wiped before placing his thumb at your lips and you gently sucked. "God, you're such a good fucking girl, holy shit." You giggled and he moved his hair.

"Can I return the favor?" You laughed, "Not tonight but I'll remember." He nodded and slipped his shorts on, not caring about his boxers as he caught his breath and he drank some water from his bedside table and held it out to you. "I know your throat is hurting, take some or the rest of it." You nodded and thanked him and drank the rest of the bottle.

"So, how was it?" You laughed, "It was okay I guess," you said jokingly. "Really, um I don't know, I have nothing to compare it to but judging personality wise you were a lot nicer than what they guy would've been." Billy smiled, "Good, I'm glad." You smiled and looked at his chest, "Uh oh, I left marks." He waved you off, "I'm cancelling tonight, don't need to get my dick sucked any more." You both laughed and he opened his arms for you, "I know that might've been overwhelming for you so come here." You laid on his chest and twirled some of his hair around your fingers, lulling yourself into a nap, Billy doing the same.

#billy hargrove x female reader #billy hargrove x f!reader #billy hargrove fanfiction #billy hargove imagine #billy hargrove x you #billy hargrove x y/n #william hargrove #billy stranger things #stranger things billy #fem!reader #female reader #billy-eddie-steve-babygirl smut

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lamnwar · 4 months

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Like my hair, sweets? // Kise Ryōta x Fem! Reader

MDNI 18+

omggg this was a request and I took so long to work on it that I was happy when I finished it but my dumb ass accidentally deleted the ask ☠️☠️ I think it was @sonofattacomeunapigna?? Girl if it was you lmk and sorry again for taking so long + deleting the ask 😭

Context: in which your boyfriend shows you his new haircut and gets quite the reaction from you. <3

Warnings: slight nipple play, pussy eating (basically that's all it is 🤭), hair pulling, and I think that's all?

Pretty boys have always been your type. There’s just something with the flutter of their long eyelashes, the plump of their pink lips, the perfect balance of sharp and soft in the lines of their faces that makes you go wild for them.

So, it comes to no surprise that you’re dating the ultimate pretty boy, Ryōta Kise. His idol-type self has never been one to go unnoticed, hoards of girls (and boys) at his feet every since he hit puberty and developed his features for which he is famous now. But amongst all the things that make him such a beauty – way beyond is Greek-god like figure, or his enticing honey-coloured eyes – one thing has always stood out to you: his hair.

Granted, Ryōta’s hair has always been eye-catching; not a lot of Japanese people can claim to be naturally blond, golden locks adorning their head since birth. You like to believe your boyfriend to be stellar, quite literally. Overwise, why would he be so radiant, if he’s not a star? A true light, that with a smile and a couple of sweet words, makes you forget the stupid little things he’s done, like putting water everywhere in the bathroom after his shower, or accidentally bleaching your black clothes. And he just has to lay his head on your chest, letting you run your fingers through the sun-like strands as he kisses your skin softly between “sorry, I can be a dumbass sometimes.”

But something is different today, you figure as he walks into your room with nonchalance – or rather, a semblant of nonchalance. There’s the shadow of a grin hiding on his face when he lays his eyes on you, making you certain that he craves for you to notice him, to say something. You ponder if you should give him that pleasure or toy around with him a bit longer. Anyways, the choice isn’t up to you – it’s up to your self-control. Yeah, because for how long can you keep your hands to yourself, when he’s looking like that?

“Ryō, come here a minute” you gesture to him from your spot on the bed.

You’re splayed on the mattress, somewhat resembling a spirit, giving him the call he’s been hoping for. And the pretty boy climbs on bed right to your side, looking at you with anticipation. You stare at him, fingers reaching for his face and leaving sweet caresses on his cheeks before you trail them up to his hair. They feel soft, the fresh perfume of his shampoo coming to you when you ruffle his locks.

“Hey!”

You laugh, a mischievous smile on your face as he tries to find his phone in a hurry, opening the front camera to put his hair back as it was.

“What?” you chuckle “You wanted me to notice, right? I just did.”

“Don’t ruin it if you dislike it.” He pouts from the other side of the bed.

You look at him, raising your eyebrows.

“I love it, the fuck you’re talking about?”

“Huh?”

You smile, climbing on his lap as you run your fingers through his hair again – but nicer this time, as to not dishevel his golden lock.

“Your new haircut” you hum, leaning in while his hands rest on your thighs, slightly gripping them under the sensation of your nails racking his scalp, “I didn’t know you could get hotter but here I stand, corrected.”

“Yeah?” He tilts his head, wanting to look unaffected by your compliment, but he fails miserably.

Ryōta gets compliments every other day, replying to them with a smile and a “thank you, that’s sweet” almost like an automat programmed to do just that. But when sweet words to his ego come from you, it’s a different story. It always makes him blush like a silly teenage boy in love, words of praise that make him feel better about himself than any trophy he’s ever got, or any magazine cover he’s ever been on.

“Love your new hair, Ryō” your honeyed voice travels to his ear like a song, “can’t stop thinking about messing it while you’re between my legs.”

Your lewd words go straight to his cock, a flow of blood rushing to make it twitch. You feel it against your thighs, as you draw closer to him on his lap. Soft chuckle coming out of your lips, you wrap your arms around his neck, humming.

“See, Ryō, soft hair like yours is made for me to tug on it. Wouldn’t you agree?”

He laughs, nodding at your words. He’s truly shining, you think to yourself as he smoothly manhandles you to put you on your back, his slender fingers on your thighs as he opens them up.

“You’re absolutely right, sweet face.” He nods, playfulness in his golden irises. “You know what? Maybe you should be the one to do my hair, hm?”

You giggle, feeling his soft lips press against yours before he trails his kisses down your neck, then to your collarbones, sucking the skin just enough to leave a mark. His odyssey down your body continues, face buried in between your breasts under your shirt, peppering the skin with smooth kisses. He watches your breath accelerate, the beats or your heart resonate in his ear as he toys with your hardened nipples. You bite back your whimpers, refusing to let him know that he’s making you so desperate already by merely playing with your tits. But Ryōta is observant, particularly with you, and he knows what’s brewing in that body of yours. The lust, the need for him.

Getting his head out of under your shirt, the blond straightens up, running his fingers through his hair, pulling them back, as he exhales. His fringe falls back on his face, offering a perfect frame for his gorgeous eyes. You watch him, the blinks of the dark lashes you love so much, then the warm flame that only shows up when he hungers for the sweet taste of you.

“I’m gonna eat you out so good babe, you want me to, huh?” He asks as he goes back between your legs, tugging on your shorts with the clear intent of removing them.

“Uh-huh!” you nod enthusiastically, not bothered to hide your excitement.

You know, for all the time you’ve been with Ryōta, that he is the kind to apply himself when it counts; and taste the sweet nectar of your cunt is one of those things that he takes seriously, vowing to perfection, the moment his lips meet the sensitive skin of your mound. He honours every parcel with kisses, fingers trailing down your slit to split you open. He chuckles, looking up at you like an angel.

“So wet already, hm? Just from the idea of me between your legs?”

You blush, muttering an embarrassed “fuck off, Ryō”, which only makes him laugh more. You’re adorable, he thinks, writhing under him as his tongue teases your clitoris, sending jolts of pleasure across your body. You whimper, grabbing his hair as he buries his face in your cunt, lapping at your sweet nectar like it gives him life. And maybe he does, by the way his breath hitches in his throat and he whines against you. You can almost read his mind – “pull my hair again.”

Your fingers tangled in his blond locks, you pull him closer, deeper in your pussy. Nose pressed to your skin as his tongue dips in your hole, then goes back up to twist on your sensitive clit, a dance of sorts, as he makes out with your cunt.

“Ah… Ryō, fuck!” you whine, hips bucking forward you move against his face.

Your hold on his head intensifies, almost as if you want him to stay there and not move, ever. Yeah, that’s where your pretty boy belongs – face deep in your pussy.

He hums, adding two of his slender fingers to the moves of his tongue and lips, sending you to the edge faster than you wish. It’s almost embarrassing how quickly he gets you there, on the brink of your orgasm. But almost as if he knows it, he pulls away despite your strong hold on his head. You gasp, looking up at him in confusion.

“Ryōta!” you whine, like a brat who’s been denied what she wants for the first time ever.

He laughs, pecking your pouting lips in a way that makes your blood boil. But before you can say a word, his fingers dip back inside your cunt, curling to hit the spongy spot that makes you mewl like a beast in heat.

“Aw baby…” he says through his teasing grin, “can’t I toy with you? That’s my pussy, after all.”

You can’t voice your protest, only whining in response. He cackles, and you feel like slapping him for being such a fucker, but the way he looks right now is too godly for you to even risk it. The gloss of his lips caused by your juices, the mischief in his eyes, and his messy hair, looking like he’s just come out of a storm.

“Ryō, make me cum, please!”

“Oh, that’s new” he raises an eyebrow, “you say please, now? How sweet. Should I-“

“Yes!”

He tuts, leaning forward again, just close enough for his breath to fan on your erect clitoris, but not close enough for your satisfaction.

“You didn’t even let me finish my sentence. Saying “yes” like that… tsk.” He chuckles lowly, smirking. “What if I was asking if I should leave you like that, hm?”

You quickly shake your head, hands finding their natural place in his hair as you press him to your pussy.

“Ryō, I wanna cum!”

He giggles, kissing your clit.

“Ah, you’re too sweet for me to say no.”

You could almost sigh in relief if it wasn’t for the way he knocks the air out of your lungs by lapping languidly at your cunt. You squirm, thighs closing around his head while you tug at his hair. If you weren’t too busy being tongue-fucked so good, you would have certainly heard the slight moan he’s voiced when you’ve pulled his hair, but that’s ok. If you ever realise how much he likes the way you tug at his locks, it would probably be the end of him. He can’t hand you that privilege, give you an opportunity to drive him crazy the same way he’s driving you crazy right now.

“Fuck, gonna…”

You pant, pulling on his hair as he gives you the final blow, a silent cry coming out of you before you let go of him. It takes the sound of his voice to bring you back to Earth, and you look in front of you, facing the pretty face of your boyfriend. He’s so beautiful, you think, his wild strands of hair falling in his face as he hovers above you. He smiles, leaning in to kiss you. You respond with hunger, not recognizing yourself in that neediness. And yet…

“I’m not done with you, sweet face.”

#hopefully whoever asked for this is satisfied <3 #i was super happy to write about kise!!!#last game! kise resides in my head 24/7 #he got me sooo 🤰🏾🤰🏾🤰🏾#knb #kuroko no basuke #knb x reader #knb smut #kise ryota #kise x reader #kise smut

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summer-nights19 · 6 months

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You don't know me part 1

Daiki Aomine x fem reader

You looked down at the court from the elevated corner of the Touo academy stadium. Despite the glaring lights, the corner remained a place of partial shadow, hiding your face as you watched. It had been three years since you were last on the court- 3 long, painful years full of bitterness and yearning, so, as a general rule, you tried to avoid watching games- for the most part, all they did was remind you of what you'd lost. However, whenever you heard that one of *them* was playing, you just couldn't seem to be able to control yourself. You had to go and watch.

The generation of miracles. Once your closest friends and companions. While Teiko was known for its dominating boys' basketball team, a it was little known by most that they also had a pretty strong girls' basketball club. You'd played as a shooter for that club for the majority of your middle school career, climbing your way up to the top and taking your team with you. After practice, you'd often hung out with the boys in the gymnasium and on the way home, and, over time, you'd become good friends. At least, that was how everything had been before that wretched day near the end of your 3rd year. The day that brought your career to a grinding halt.

With the start of high school, everyone had taken separate routes and you'd lost touch with them. Even though you acted indifferent, part of you couldn't help but feel a little sad about that- you'd loved hanging out with the guys: going to town or visiting clubs with Kise, sharing Atsushi's snacks, poking fun at Midorima as he lugged around his "lucky item" for the day, discussing the season's basketball highlights with Kuroko, lounging around and talking with Aomine after school... you hadn't realised how much these moments had meant to you, how much they'd filled up your life, until they were gone. You often wondered if they felt that way too.

Generally speaking, you hated watching basketball nowadays. It was a painful reminder of what you'd lost. When you'd been asked to coach the basketball team at your school, Seirin , you'd declined without a second thought. However, it always felt different when it was one of them playing. When you watched them, you felt like you were on the court with them, moving as one. You forgot for a time.

It was no different tonight as you watched Aomine play some B-tier school during the opening bracket of the Winter Cup. He was agile as always, weaving his way in between his opponents before they even had time to react and shooting one basket after another. His own teammates barely had the chance to touch the ball. You smiled to yourself, remembering your many 1v1v matches with Aomine back in middle school. Whenever you two needed to settle anything, it'd be done on the court. You needed a favour ? sure, if you could score 10 points before him. He wanted the answers to last week's assignment ? You'd give them to him if he managed to beat you. You pretty much never beat him- you came close sometimes- but he was quick at regaining the upper hand. Despite this, you'd improved greatly thanks to your 1v1s, something that even Aomine admitted. He'd often teach you new techniques or give you advice on how to improve your form, and, though he wasn't very patient, you learned over time.

"Why are you always teaching Y/N-chin those techniques ?" Murasakibara asked him one day when you guys were eating lunch together. Aomine had gone red and averted his gaze

"Playing against her gets lame if I win all the time," he'd replied, still not looking at you.

The buzzer sounded for the end of the first quarter, the familiar sound snapping you out of your thoughts. It was time to leave now, before they had time to notice you. You couldn't face seeing them again, not yet.

Making sure no one was looking, you crept out using a side exit while the players were still ambling off of the court. Every time you finished watching one of their basketball games, you were overcome by a strong feeling of nostalgia.

You always wondered why you did this to yourself, yet somehow you could never seem to stop.

Unconsciously, you began to walk faster as the cold night breeze sliced past your skin, anxious to get out of there before the memories completely took over your mind.

"Y/N ?" The voice that calls you is deep and rich, yet somewhat lazy.

Before you can even process what is happening, you're turning around and setting your gaze on the source of the voice.

Daiki Aomine.

Possibly the last person you want to see right now, especially after everything.

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#knb x reader #knb fanfic #aomine fanfic #aomine x reader #aomine daiki #knb aomine #knb angst #knb fluff #knb #gom x reader #fem reader

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ushiko · 9 months

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the sweet to my sour | kise ryouta

kise ryouta x fem!reader

summary: the five times kise and the reader met and four times were a failure but the last one might be a success

word count: 3.5k+

warnings: the reader is a little mean and sarcastic so it might come off a little weird; language and kise being a player

a/n: first thing ive written in a while so please be nice

TRY NUMBER ONE: JAWBREAKER

the watermelon jawbreaker in your mouth was sweet but had the sting of sourness to it as you continued to chew on the hard piece in your mouth. it distracted you from the noisiness of the hallway surrounding you. It appeared that there was a new rumor going around about the same blonde basketball player that had a new rumor going around every week about him.

kise ryouta.

the blonde bombshell that has taken over the school since he started here not even a few weeks ago.

it wasn't a rare sight to see him surrounded by multiple girls begging for his attention or his teammates bugging him about practice or the next game. it was interesting to watch from a distance but you never wanted to get yourself involved with someone as popular as him. you just wanted to keep to your small circle and get through this school year without being noticed.

that image was destroyed all in one day.

you were passing onto your second period minding your own business about to push a jawbreaker into your mouth as it was the only thing to bring you some energy. when the thunderous footsteps of multiple people pierced your ears as you watch a swarm of girls running through the hall with the familiar blonde in front. it was inevitable what was about to occur. the weight of a 6ft basketball player hit your body which caused you both to hit the floor as the group stopped to stare down at the scene below them. the blonde lay on top of you with your head lying nicely on the floor you were sure to find a bruise back there later but you were more concerned with your inability to breathe.

" could you get off of me, please? i can't breathe," you whisper as you push on his shoulders.

he gasps and laid his eyes on yours, " oh i'm sorry! didn't mean to crash into you."

he stands up quickly with a hand reached out to help you which you subtly reject as you lift yourself from the floor. You glare at the girls surrounding you with a similar glare directed toward you. it wasn't your fault he fell on you, it was really their own fault.

" i'm really sorry about all of this. though most wouldn't mind the situation you were in just now," he cheekily says as the girls giggle around him.

a slight groan leaves your lips as a grimace settles on your lips. shrugging up your bag you decided its best to leave the situation before you lose your mind.

"wait, is there anything i can do to make it up to you?" he yells behind you as you had already turned the corner to your next class.

the best thing he can do is to leave you alone but ultimately god is not working in your favor as the next time you see him it is even worse.

TRY NUMBER TWO: WARHEADS

the green apple warhead felt tingly on your tongue as you made your way towards your locker and to hopefully leave the hell they call the school. only except the real hell was at my locker leaning against it with a petite girl standing next to him. he probably didn't even realize that he was leaning right on top of your locker instead was more focused on the words leaving his lips to the girl giggling below him. you groaned and continued chewing on the warhead as you slowly take steps toward the depths of hell. the sounds of their fake laughter filled your head with a horrible sound as you stood before them.

"can you move from my locker please?" you bluntly ask as they appeared oblivious to the people around them.

both their heads slowly turn towards you with small frowns on both their faces. the girl shoots you a glare as you stood before them as a minute pass by since you asked them to move.

"you guys are on my locker, can you please move?" you explain and they both stare at you like a deer in headlights. they both finally come to their senses and decided to move out of the way for you to move in the middle.

as you begin to put in your combination, you feel the piercing stare of blue eyes in the side of your left head and the fiery glare of another on your right side.

"aren't you the girl i accidentally fell into the other day in the hall?" kise asks.

you glance briefly at him as you switch out your books, " yes, that was me. thanks for the bump on the back of my head by the way. feels great. "

he chuckles," sorry about that. i can't control the crowd sometimes but you were standing right in the middle of the hallway."

you scoff, " yeah right. you have all the control in the world over that group you just decide not to. and i wasn't standing in the middle of the hallway i was walking to class and you ran into me. now if you excuse i'm going home to get away from whatever love fest is going on here."

with your final words, you slam your locker shut and lay your eyes on him with a lasting smirk. he stands with his arms crossed leaning on the locker beside mine with an eyebrow raised and a glimmer in his eyes. with a fluttering glance, you walk away feeling the same eyes on the back on your head though this time the blue eyes feel softer than before.

TRY NUMBER THREE: SOUR SKITTLES

the next few weeks were painful to say the least. it seemed that kise believed you and him were friends or even acquaintances. he would follow you around aimlessly talking your head off about something that you didn't have a single clue about. today he was rambling about the captain of his team berating him all practice yesterday. according to him, the supposed ' awful, terrible and mean' captain had no reason his behavior towards kise.

"i would have to greatly disagree," you mumble to yourself as you walk towards your next class with the rambling blonde beside you.

"what was that?" he instantly stops mid-sentence as he snaps towards you.

you shrug your shoulders and chuckle," its nothing. don't you have a class to get to?"

he laughs and almost skips down the hall with you ," i do but i rather walk with you!"

"why?" the question flies out of your mouth without really any thought or moment to catch yourself.

he is silent for a moment and appeared to be deep in thought as you watch his long eyelashes flutter on his high cheekbones.

"i don't really know to be honest. its nice to talk to someone who is will actually listen to me instead of just trying to hit on me."

your heart pumped a little harder as you listen to sincerity in his voice and watch as a small patch of pink runs up his cheeks. his eyes shift around the hall as he avoids eye contact with you.

"well, thank you for telling me, kise. never thought about it that way. "

his eyes finally meet yours even though you two were still walking to class with others having to move out of the way to avoid the potential collision. a zap traveled down your spine as his bright smile was directed towards you and the patches of his cheeks reach the corner of his eyes. this moment was imprinted into your mind from that day forward. time passed by with you and kise getting closer and closer each day till the rumors began.

everyone assumed they knew your relationship but it was anything from the truth. some people thought kise was just talking to you just to get in your pants and some people thought it was the other way around. the lines were blurred between you and kise at times when there were small moments when you even questioned what you and kise had. till one day the question was answered.

it was a late afternoon and kise asked if you could grab him a snack from the vending machine before his practice since he was running late and was starving. he practically begged you since you really wanted to avoid his team and the smell of them too.

walking towards the gym doors with a sweet snack in one and your sour skittles in the other, you slowly open the door to hear kise's teammates berating him.

"c'mon just tell us! everyone wants to know !"

"guys! its really not like that!"

"i doubt that. you haven't even thought about it? do you even like her? "

there was anxious silence as you felt your heart almost race waiting for his answer. he lets out his lazy smile and shot a basketball into the hoop.

"i've never thought about her that way. she's just a friend. that is all she ever will be."

if your heart was made of glass, you would have heard it shatter onto the floor. the unexpected pain wrenched the heart in your chest. you weren't supposed to fall for him but it was hard not to when he made it seem that he was only vulnerable to you. through your thoughts, you didn't realize your hand had let go of the handle making the gym door slam behind you. the loud slam of the door made all the heads in the gym snap toward you. the silence was defining as kise gasped and whispered your name.

"uh, i got you your snack. i'll just leave it on your bag," you squeak out as the ball in your throat made it hard to talk. you throw the snack on top of his bag and run quickly out the door.

you hear the sounds of your name behind you from the sweet voice that told you secrets no one else knew and told him your own. sour skittles run down the side of the bag as your drop it on the ground with the rain coming down from your eyes.

TRY NUMBER FOUR: SOUR PATCH KIDS

the silent treatment. usually works every time if you are dealing with an average person. but you are not dealing with an average person. you are instead dealing with a blond dumbass who doesn't understand the silent treatment. he has been bugging you since that day in the gym but you have been avoiding him and ignoring every advance or conversation he tried to start.

it was more to protect yourself as you let yourself get hurt by him before and you didn't want to go through it again. it wasn't even supposed to end up this way. how did you even get here? was it is the low conversations you two would have while studying or talking about things that neither of you would admit or talk about with others? you don't know when the feelings started or when they bloom into deadly flowers in your heart but you needed to rip them out from the root.

it had been a week since the incident and every day kise would follow you down the hall till either you ignored him enough that he would stop or you would glare at him hard enough that he would stop in his tracks. today you had hoped that he wouldn't try again to talk to you as you were already in a bad mood and didn't want it to lead to something where you would regret the words that would come out of your mouth. but it was already too late as soon as you turned the corner there he was waiting for you. you rolled your eyes and strolled past him as he groaned and followed right after you.

" (y/n), please talk to me. i can explain everything, okay?" kise begged as his voice went in one ear and out the other.

the built of anger from this morning and the instances whines behind you were only going to lead to disaster.

"kise, please, stop. i'll talk to you when i'm ready, " you lowly say to him as you hope that would stop him but it did the opposite.

instead he continued on his ramble of why he answered the way he did but the buzz in your head blocked out his voice.

"kise!" you finally yell out drawing in everyone's attention.

you both stop in the middle of the hall as he snaps his mouth up like a snapping turtle.

" just stop! i'm not listening to you anymore. please just stop! leave me alone, i beg of you," you whisper the final words as you watch his blue eyes water slightly before he huffs and stomps away.

this time you watch his back walk away with your eyes burning into the back of his head.

it was another two weeks before you heard anything from kise as he now actively avoided you but now you felt horrible about the way you handled the situation. you didn't want to lash out at him like that and let the frustration of that morning get the best of him. you couldn't build the courage to confront him face to face as every time you two made eye contact he would turn the opposite way. your chest turned as you watch his eyes soften towards you then quickly move away and turn his back to you.

late one afternoon after an intense math tutoring session that used to be attended by you and kise had ended, you went to your locker and head home when you noticed a particular candy sitting in the corner of your locker.

a pack of sour patch kids.

you don't remember purchasing these and only one person knew your combination.

kise ryouta.

there was a small pink note sitting on the front of the pack, ' i miss you :( meet me behind the gym after practice?'

a small smile crosses your cheeks as you take the note and press it to the side of your locker and take the candy with you, slamming your locker shut. with quickness in your heart and a sonic speed in your steps, you make your way to the gym to hopefully sweeten the sourness in your mouth.

TRY NUMBER FIVE: STARBURSTS

turns out you turned up to early for the end of practice since it wasn't going to end for another hour and a half but you didn't mind as you got to see what kise does best. he had begged you for months to come to his games but you simply refused as because of the fangirls you would have to deal with and the crowd was always too loud. but in this little gym with just you sitting on the bench watching him felt perfect. you really got to see him at his element without the lights and the crowd distracting you from the sight in front of you.

there was sweat running down his face and neck which caused him at some points to bring his jersey up to wipe his face. his eyes would meet yours every time causing a smirk to pass his lips as he watched your face turn away with a shy look in your eyes and with a blush painting your cheeks and ears.

in the final ten minutes of practice, kise runs up the bleachers towards you with a large smile on his face. he stops in front of you and you didn't think his buttery caramel eyes could get brighter but under the gym lights and the sweat dripping down his temple, they beat any pretty flower you’ve ever seen.

" meet me out front and i'll walk you home?" he whispers as your eyes shift behind his head to see his teammates smirking and looking at you both.

a tender finger under your chin turns you back to his soft caramel eyes and the blonde in front of you, " don't worry about them, okay? they are idiots. so, meet you outside?"

you shyly nod and watch as his smile get impossibly wider," good."

with those final words, he bounds back down the bleachers with a skip in his step almost making his trip on the final step. a giggle slips past your lips which makes his head turns toward you with a shimmer in his eyes and his smile reaching his eyes.

...

" i am really glad you came. i was positive you weren't going to show up," he says as you walk side by side down the path towards your home.

" well i can't resist a good bag of sour patch kids," you sarcastically joke, " but i am glad i came too. i wanted to apologize for what i said."

" that morning i had a lot going on and i let my anger out on you and i am sorry that i did that. i should have calmly told you that i needed some time to think about everything instead of yelling and ignoring you. so im sorry kise."

you finish your ramble as you watch his face contort into a small smile and a little nod of his head.

"thank you and i forgive you. i was never mad at you for what you did. was i hurt? sure but i knew that you didn't do it on purpose. i am also sorry that i didn't respect your space and give you time after what happened. i shouldn't have been so pushy so i am also sorry for my actions."

a smile spreads across your cheeks, " i forgive you kise. i do have to ask though just so i can get it off my chest. did you really mean what you said to them that day in the gym?"

without hesitation, " no."

the rapid response caught you by surprise as you quickly look up at kise with the most serious look you had ever seen on him.

"then why did you say it?"

"because i am stupid and at the time i couldn't tell them what i really felt when i didn't even know myself how i felt. i knew i liked you but i didn't realize how deeply until you already heard what i said. i like you a lot and i genuinely care for you. i want to be more than friends with you, (y/n). those are my true feelings."

your chest felt tight as your heart was pumping at an accelerated rate. you swallow the lump in your throat and stop the both of you before you made the corner to your street.

you grab his calloused hands and squeeze lightly as you stare into his starry, caramel eyes that beat even the hottest and sunniest day of the year. his eyes were filled with contentment and warmth as he stared back down at you.

" i like you too, kise. i don't know when i did but I've never felt this way about anyone before and i don't want to with anyone else. there is no one else i would want to share my secret stash of candy with or tell all my secrets to. those are my true feelings."

he chuckles," i feel honored to be the only one to have access to your candy stash."

"you should. it is very exclusive."

"good and there needs to be no other exceptions," he whispers above your lips as his face lays a breath away from yours.

" there won't be," you whisper back.

he lets a small smile before lightly laying his lips on yours in a sweet kiss that felt like a feather laying on your skin. his lips and hands move slowly on you as he lands his hands on your cheeks. your lips move in sync and slowly with his as you enjoy the small moment between you in the bright sun and cloudless sky.

he moves back lightly with his hands still laying on your cheeks. he smiles as he enjoys the sight of your cheeks squished together under his hands making him want to kiss every inch of skin he can find on your face.

"kise?"

his name draws him out of his fantasy as he sees you looking at him with your bright, warm eyes and the most adorable pout on your lips.

"yes love?"

a blush crosses your face at his pet name which brings a wider smile to his lips and his heart jumps at the sight.

" can we go get some starbursts? you stole all of them last time."

he chuckles and presses a small peck on your lips and then takes your hand.

" of course. i'll buy you any candy you want, sweetie."

" even the sour stuff you hate?"

"yes, i will. why wouldn't i ?"

he would give you everything you wanted even if it was sour and he hated it but you knew that you loved it and that is all that mattered to him just to see that sweet on your lips.

it was the sweetest thing he had ever seen and was his new favorite sweet.

a/n: ahhhhhhhh i finally finsihed a fic i could cry

likes, reblogs, and comments are appreciated!

#♥︎ taywrites #kise ryouta x reader #kise ryouta #kise x reader #knb x reader #knb imagines #kurokos basketball x reader #kuroko's basketball #knb fluff #knb kise

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theholypeanut · 4 months

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Satsuki Momoi x Enemies to Lovers

Peanut’s Wheel of Fortune Event

Cw: fem!reader, wlw, fluff, harassment (not by Momoi or reader),I’m sorry to all the rats, rats are better than that (you will know), 1.1k words

Plot: Momoi cannot stand you, the Seirin manager, but what she cannot stand more is seeing guys flirting with you or making you uncomfortable

Event Masterlist

Satsuki Momoi rarely hated anyone in her life. I mean why would she? She had nothing to be jealous of really, she was beautiful, smart, kind, and was a part of Generation of Miracles in her own way. So why did she hate you so much, Seirin’s manager?

At first, she thought it was because you are in Seirin, with Tetsu, and she is stuck with the laziest, the most perverted best friend she got (by her own choice, but still). Why do you go to school with the love of her life? Satsuki was spiteful towards you since she first saw you - not teasingly mean like to Riko, she just always behaved like she straight-up hated you. And you had no idea why, but if she can treat you this way, why you should be the bigger person? After months passed by, no one knew the reason, but for the greater good just preferred not to put you together in the same room.

Momoi couldn’t explain why she didn’t want to see you and couldn’t stand to be away from you at the same time. Every time she saw you just laughing with anyone from Seirin’s team made her so angry she couldn’t breathe, especially with Kagami. Everyone in Generation of Miracles just assumes the disgust she had towards „New Light” was purely because Kuroko found his new best friend and left everyone behind, including Aomine. But only Kise noticed that the moment Mom would get the most furious was when Kuroko wasn’t even in the room (or was… who knows?). But the moment that threw her over the edge was during the Inter-High, when some disgusting guy tried to flirt with you, making you uncomfortable. „Hey Princess, I was thinking maybe after this all will be over, we could get out of here…” he said with the most despicable expression.

„I’m not interested” you mumbled trying to walk away, or at least find any of the familiar uniforms in the crowd. „Don’t be like that, I think we can have a lot of fun” he grabbed your wrist.

„And who the hell do you think you are, to even dream of having any chances with her?” You heard a familiar high voice. You never saw Memo’s face so full of pure anger, and you were sure you saw it all. Guy took one look at the pink-haired girl and just by the way he swallowed his saliva with excitement you felt the shiver of pure disgust on your spine. Guys usually objectified Momoi as she was some dessert without caring if they were obvious or not. This one was one of the worst cases.

„Oh hey, actually…” he couldn’t stop staring at her cleavage, and before Momoi had a chance to add anything else, without thinking, you snatched your hand and smacked him in the face.

„You are seriously delusional to think you’d have a chance with her either, you rat”

You saw the guy snapping out of his trance and he even swung his hand to hit you back when he looked at something behind you and stopped. He sent you an angry glare and mumbled „ugly bitch” before walking away. You and Satsuki both just stood there in shock, not sure what just happened. You looked behind you but you didn’t see anything out of the ordinary, except just a crowd of players, but no one was standing out or even looking at you. You turned to Momoi, and you noticed she had a tiny blush on her cheeks.

„Thank you” you broke the silence. „I was a little frozen when he was just…” but before you finished, Too’s manager just gently grabbed your hand.

„Is your wrist okay? Did he hurt you? I swear I know which school he is from I’m gonna tell Aomine to…” you never saw Momoi getting so worried over you. She looked… adorable. You smiled at her warmly. „It’s fine. If he plays against either of our schools he will be destroyed anyway”

She sent you a weak smile, and as you noticed, she still didn’t let go of your hand.

„I’m sorry for… being so mean to you” she said not looking at you. Her face was still flushed. „I don’t have any good excuse I just…”

„We should spend more time together.” You stopped her. You felt your face getting hot. „Just two of us. Or” you clear your throat awkwardly. „Or with Riko! Obviously!”

She looked at you stunned, her face getting more red, but her eyes sparkling. „Just the two of us!” She repeated excitedly. She grabbed your hand tighter. „Y-yes!” You smiled and heard the familiar voice of the coach yelling your name. Reluctantly you took the hand away and rubbed the back of your neck embarrassed.

„So… see you around, Momoi” and you walked away in the direction of the rest of the team.

As you turned away you couldn’t see that Satsuki was still standing there, looking at your back all blushed, and she just couldn’t stop thinking about your soft hand and how much she would want to hold it again.

*bonus: The Rat Guy saw the most scary face Kise is able to make. He decided to retrieve after that, and Kise was spying on his favourite gays from behind the pillar like a proud dad

Bonus:

#🥠#Peanut’s Wheel of Fortune Event #kuroko no basuke x reader #Momoi x reader #satsuki momoi #Satsuki Momoi x f!reader #Satsuki momoi wlw #wlw #kuroko no basket #Satsuki Momoi x you #dividers by cafekitsune #Peanut Mini Milestone #Satsuki momoi x reader #knb #knb x reader

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leivonewrites · 2 years

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♡ ⎯⎯ strawberry kisses

pairing ! jang wonyoung x fem!reader | genre ! fluff, romance | w.c ! 557

warnings ! making out

a/n ! listen to strawberry & cigarettes by troye sivan while reading!

tonight was very special for wonyoung. it's going to be marked as the 6th month since you and wonyoung started dating. at first, wonyoung was very worried that she wouldn't be able to make it, given the fact that she's a very busy idol but she's just glad that she's here now. wonyoung held your hand tightly and leaned in. "happy 6th month, love," she whispered, causing a giggle to push past your lips.

"happy 6th month, wonyo," you whispered making her giggle as well. there wasn't a need for a celebration in a fancy restaurant. all that wonyoung needed was for you to cuddle her and kiss her. of course, you wouldn't contradict your girlfriend's request. you were never really able to say no to her.

"i love you," she whispered again.

"i love you so much more, won," you replied, smiling.

wonyoung smiled, not replying. she was staring at you, at your lips. she badly wanted to kiss it but she doesn't want to surprise you. she wanted to take it slow.

"why are you staring?" you asked, chuckling upon noticing her stare at your lips. she wasn't as subtle as she thought. wonyoung let out a small sigh. "i badly want to kiss you," she admitted, still staring at your red plump lips.

"then do it. what's stopping you?" you cocked a brow at her, as if challenging her to which she replied to with a smirk. "i won't stop if i start doing so, love," she said.

"then don't stop," it took wonyoung seconds to make a decision but eventually, her hand grabbed your nape before crashing her lips into yours. your lips form a smile as you kiss back. it was not the first the both of you kissed. but you swore that this was different in a way that you couldn't seem to explain.

you pulled away for a moment to catch your breath before mumbling your lover's name, "wonyoung."

wonyoung smiled and held your chin before crashing her lips into yours for the second time. you gripped wonyoung's shoulders as your lips parted slightly, allowing her to slip her tongue inside.

wonyoung's lips are warm and soft, but nothing beats the girl's tongue which skillfully wandered every corner of your mouth, tasting every bit. you gasped into the kiss as wonyoung's hand that was holding your chin left its previous spot and went down to grip your waist gently.

wonyoung stepped backwards when you pushed her, making her sit into the bed present in the room. she chuckled and pulled away before pulling you to make you sit on her lap, facing her. "i'll kiss you again," you laughed. "go on, wonyo. i won't stop you."

the both of you shared a smile before kising for the third time. at the end, you and wonyo were left gasping for air because for a while, they forgot that breathing was a thing.

"you taste like strawberries," wonyoung told you making you shrug. "well, you smell like strawberries. we're even." wonyoung just shook her head and connected her lips to yours once again. a minute and she pulls away.

"i was not complaining," she pecked your cheeks. "i love strawberries. especially that strawberry flavored lips of yours," she grinned and winked at you, making your cheeks flush in different shades of red.

#jang wonyoung #ive wonyoung #ive wonyoung imagines #jang wonyoung imagines #wonyoung x reader #wonyoung

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theehcneypot · 2 years

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🎶 ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ ɪ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ʏᴏᴜ.

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↳ — Pairing: Midorima Shintarou x Black Fem Reader

↳ — Genre: Friends w/ benefits to lover

↳ — Content: Smut, Oral sex, (female receiving), mention of fellatio. If I miss anything please let me know.

↳ — Wordcount: 2k

↳ — Notes: Honestly this is my first time writing a character x reader and the first time in a while since I’ve wrote any smut soooo hopefully I did this some justice. Also no description just something I came up with while listening to SZA. Enjoy!

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“Y/N open the door” Midorima yelled as he continued to knock on the door, it was now going on week three since the last time you and Midorima had spoken to one another, and it was killing him how much you were ignoring him. he took it upon himself to ask you face to face. And now here he stood at your front door, not receiving a response from you he shook his head as he release a deep sighed. He had a feeling that you were upset with him but he wasn’t sure why thought. Seeing as how you wasn’t responding to any of his texts and calls he had made the decision to come over and talk to you in person of course you never came to the front door so what choice did he have but to give up and go back home. When leaving he heard the sound of the lock click indicating that someone had came to the door, turning around he was met by you.

Only having the door cracked just enough for you to peek out, being met with the male’s light green eyes, you gave him the meanest glare you could muster “are you going to continue to stand there and glare at me like a serial killer or are you going to let me in so we can talk like adults?” Rolling your eyes you opened the door wider signaling for the green hair male to come in as you made your way towards the kitchen. Walking around the island you crossed your arms over your chest giving the male your undivided attention.

Walking inside Midorima made sure that the door was shut before following you into the kitchen. Standing on the opposite of the island he huffed “what is it that I did this time?” he asked placing his hands on top of the marble island. “It what you don’t fucking do that’s the problem!” you shouted allowing your shoulders drop as you release a deep breath. This wasn’t the first time this topic was brought up between the two of you, you would complain how he never showed you any affections out in public or even acknowledge you as his girlfriend, he would tell you that he would work on it and tell you sweet nothings such as you’re the best thing that has happened in his life and that he was going to do better.

But his actions never lived up to his words, and then the cycle would continue to repeat itself over again and again and at this point you were tried of going through this. “You’re always telling him that you would show affection towards me when we’re out and yet last night at Kise party you act like I didn’t even exist! It’s like we’re back to being fuck buddies instead of girlfriend and boyfriend!” you complained, trying to keep your angry at bay “you’re contradicting as fuck! Maybe I should have gotten with Takao...better yet Akashi, I heard he’s still single” you smirked, reaching over to grab your phone “I hate you.”

Midorima didn’t say anything, he wasn’t dumb, not by a long shot he already knew what the problem was and instead of saying anything he allowed you this time to complain and let everything out but what he wasn’t expecting is for you to threaten hooking up with his best friend, or his former Teiko teammate especially Akashi, he knew you were taunting him, knowing the secret rivalry he held with the red hair, so the thought of you getting together Akashi with brought rage to the male and made him feel that disrespected. As if he would ever let you go that easily, the audacity of you challenging him ignited some sort of spark that he hadn’t felt before but also he didn’t mind the feeling.

Making his way around the island, grabbing your phone and throwing it against the wall causing it to break into pieces “my fucking phone!” you yelled, watching as the pieces fell to the ground. “Should have never disrespected me” he countered, as he towered over your small frame. Cocking your head back as you look the male up and down “disrespected you?! If anyone is being disrespected it’s me! All because your scary ass don’t wanna claim me in public!” you spoke with loads of attitude lace in your voice. Sending you a glare “I’ll buy you a new one” he responded, swiftly grabbing a hold of your neck tighten his grip as he pulls you closer towards him. So close that you could feel the warmth of his breath against your neck, prompting goosebumps to rise along your skin. Leaning closer “I’m gonna fuck that attitude of you” he whispered before dropping his hand and stepping back “strip” he commanded.

Watching intently as you removed your clothing, soon revealing your entire bare body in his sight, Midorima smirked affectionately, admiring every detail of your curvaceous frame. Without words, he placed his hands on your waist, soon picking you up and placing up on the edge of the counter. Releasing you once you were securely set, Midorima lowered himself in front of you bringing both of your thighs over his shoulders and softly beginning to plant soft kisses that led up to your inner thighs, stopping once he reached your center. Taking a moment to bask in the beauty of your puckered lower duo, the male soon release his tongue from the confinement of his mouth just to part your lower lips, fist beginning to shower your peeking clitoris with affection by softly flicking his tongue over it, then swirling it around the swollen nub and finally capturing it between his lips as they suctioned it into his mouth.

Your soft verbal release of pleasure only frustrated the male as he continued to softly tend to her now throbbing clitoris. He wanted to hear more than that, and you knew it. Immediately switching gears, he gently captured your clit between his teeth, lightly tugging on it as he began to pull away, finally releasing it after a few seconds. His focus was then turned towards her awaiting core, which he immediately dove into with his tongue. Easing the slender muscle within your wetness, the male gradually began to work up a steady pace of penetration in and out of your sex, making an effort to force his tongue further than before with each entrance into your core.

As the minutes began to pass, his pace began to speed up, soon darting his tongue in and out of your tight hole, soon bringing his hand up towards your center and adding his middle finger to the mix. Without warning, he slid his finger into your soaked cunt, the excess amount of juices allowing for easy access as he added his finger alongside his tongue inside of your core, now simultaneously pumping them at the same pace into your cunt. However, he strategically began to curl his finger, forcing the tip to discover and massage areas of your cove that his tongue was unable to reach, hoping to intensify the amount of pleasure he could inflict upon you.

As you began to move your hips in sync with the furious movements of his tongue and finger, clearly displaying the pleasure you was feeling, Midorima then took it upon himself to swiftly remove his tongue and fingers from your now gaping hole, wanting to immediately fulfilling your request but wanting to first have some fun of his own. Standing to his feet, Midorima used his free hand to grab you by your hair, forcefully pulling you towards him and smashing his lips into yours, kissing you passionately, purposely easing his tongue into your mouth so you could get a taste of the meal you’d given him.

After a few moments, he broke the intense lip lock, pulling your head back. Gliding his index and middle finger up and down your sloppy slit, he gathered even more of your sticky nectar on his fingers before shoving them into your mouth to let you taste yourself once again. “Lick every bit of that off” he demanded, giving you the opportunity to remind of him of your fellatio skills but not before he drove his fingers a bit deeper into your mouth and hitting your gag reflex, causing you to gag, which sounded like music to his ears. “Fuck..as soon as you do as you’re told, I’ll fuck you like you want me to, do you understand?”

Watching you intently, Midorima dug his teeth into his lower lip, watching in amazement as you performed an imitation of fellatio on his fingers, causing the semi hardened member within his sweats to transition into a full hard on. Your unwavering eye contact with him as you continued only proved to intensify his sexual craving for you. Swiftly, he removed his fingers from your mouth and pushed your thighs open even more. Grabbing your wrist, pulling your hand away from your center “don’t touch unless I tell you to Y/N. You know better” he spoke sternly but calmly before pushing your han to the side and grabbing your thighs, pulling you to the edge of the counter just before releasing his protruding member from the confinement of his sweats. ��if you want something to play with, here it is, princess.”

Leaning forward to surround him with your thick thighs, Midorima immediately grabbed a hold of them, looking down at you with a devilish grin. The male gave the illusion that he was taking her request into consideration. Swiftly pulling your lower half towards him, easily gliding his hardened length into the tightness of your dripping sex, replacing one of his hands that formerly gripped your thigh to firmly surround your slender neck, gazing intently into your eyes. Not only was the risk of engaging in such sexual acts on your kitchen counter turning Midorima on, but the fact that he’d penetrated your wetness with a lack of a condom.

Normally, he might have thought twice about going raw. However, his sexual craving for you was too unbearable for him not to take the risk. Slowly working up his own rhythm and a steady pace, Midorima glided his throbbing member in and out of your soaked cunt, occasionally breaking eye contact with you to admire the excess amount of your juices that had already coated his shaft just in the matter of a few minutes. “Fuck, I missed this pussy.” He muttered in between strokes, taking his bottom lip between his teeth soon after his comment.

The mixed sound of your soft moans and the screech of your nails as they dragged along the marble countertops only maximized the sexual appetite that built for you just within the span of the few hours they’d been reunited. With each forward thrust of his hips, Midorima attempted to submerge his throbbing rod even further into the depths of your sea, hoping to immediately come into contact with the most vulnerable spot that resided inside of you, knowing that it would push you to your limit if he hit it. However, your orgasm was not something he'd expected for a bit longer, and definitely not without his permission.

As he continued to penetrate your wetness, he noticed your own self indulgence as you fondled your clitoris, bringing his attention instead to your movements. "What did I tell you-" He barely finished his sentence before he grabbed your hand, removing his other hand from its hold around your neck so he could grab your other one as well, pushing you backwards so that your back rested against the cold marble, pinning you down onto the surface by your hands, intertwining his fingers with yours. His eyes now had no other choice but to meet with yours as he hovered over you, pumping his thickened cock in and out of your pussy, admiring the echoing smacking sound that their skin made with each impact. "It missed me, huh? Fuckin' better have. Swear I love this tight little pussy of yours, princess." He muttered as he stared into your eyes, allowing the roughness and speed of his strokes to grow with time, extending deeper within your core as he did so.

The sudden affection that you showed his jawline caught Midorima off guard as he continued his meticulous venture into the depths of your tightness, drawing a low grunt from his mouth before he allowed the grunt to transition into a full on groan of pleasure once he felt your walls tighten around his throbbing member, signaling to him that your orgasm was nearing faster than he had anticipated. The knowledge of the fact only motivated him to further expedite speed, intensity and depth of his strokes as you trembled beneath him, your lust enveloped words causing a wide smirk to form on his face. He loved to hear your verbal responses during their passionate escapades, which only served to build his sexual craving for you tenfold.

Noticing your body physically responding to his actions as well, he released his hold on your hands, allowing them access to roam as they pleased. However, never breaking eye contact with you, he replaced his hands around your neck, barely gripping it but giving off the gentle choking sensation as he repeatedly drove his rod into your wetness, which caused your excess juices to ricochet along his lower half. "Ah, fuck.." He muttered almost unconsciously as he allowed himself to indulge in the pleasure that he too was receiving from their interlocking of limbs. Knowing that you would be reaching your peak soon, Midorima mentally prepared himself for the climax that would soon hit him as well. He contemplated whether or not he should pull out once it had hit or not, hoping to receive some sort of confirmation from you on what he should do.

Your moans of pleasure aided by your verbal response soon gave Midorima all of the confirmation that he'd needed to release his load into the raw insides of your wetness. However, he knew that your orgasm was his main priority to attend to. As your walls tightened around his rod, he was soon alerted that your climax was to hit just as soon as his own, taking it as motivation to increase the speed, depth and intensity of his thrusts even more, this time beyond any measure he'd ever done, mercilessly plowing into your throbbing walls. Tightening his hold just slightly around your neck, he leaned down, staring intently into your eyes before speaking out the words that would release them both from the large build up of sexual desire that had grown in each of their groins. "Cum for daddy." He demanded, accenting each word he spoke with a forward jerk of his hips, forcing the bulbous head of his member to repeatedly penetrate your most sensitive spot, knowing it would push you over the edge.

Once you finally released all that had gradually built up inside of you, the combination of your pleasured exclamations, immense tightening of your walls, trembling limbs and overflow of juices finally sent Midorima over the edge as well. As you rode out your intense orgasm, his finally had hit, causing him to release your neck and place each of his hands on their side of your head, pressing his palms against the marble countertops, his eyes habitually shutting as he jaw tightened, a tingling sensation building within his sac then suddenly being released deep within your raw core. Midorima was careless at this point. He wanted you to feel all that he had to offer deep within you, and that meant the endless streams of semen that oozed into your wetness with each forward thrust of his hips. A guttural grunt echoed from deep within his throat as he too rode out his climax, your squirting juices only proving to further intensify his climax. Placing his forehead against yours as you both try to steady your breathing. Looking up into your eyes “do you still hate me?” he asked, giving you his signature smirk.

#knb x reader #knb x you #knb x y/n #knb midorima #midorima x takao #midorima shintaro x reader #midorima x reader #midorima #anime #anime fic #knb smut #kuroko no basket #Kuroko Basketball #kuroko no basuke x reader #kuroko no basuke smuth #fem reader #female reader

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mhynvxii · 2 years

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Aomine x fem! reader scenario.

In which the reader dress inappropriately to his standards.

A/N : This is for you @erina-writes-headcanons the divine punishment will now fall upon you ! I’ll believe you’re smart enough to know from who is inspired the reader right ? I can’t deliver to you a version in which it’s more obvious if you can’t tell :).

Warning : Smut with a plot ? lolol, public space sex and you are caught in the act, brat !reader x brat tammer Aomine who is kinda sadistic and degrade you. Also Kise simps don’t get hurt but he has a girlfriend here and Kuroko and Momoi are implied to be together.

Seating on the couch as it has been now a good ten minutes Aomine was waiting for you to get down upstairs, already a bit annoyed as he felt like you were taking your sweet time to get dressed. It was just a stupid hangout with what were supposed to be both of y’all common friend to the attraction park so what was the point to get you a super fashionable outfit ? Especially if today hangout was not appropriate for complex and tight clothing because of course you will have to move all the day and for that be at ease. But more important than that… Aomine started feeling sleepy waiting for you.

« I swear that woman…! And she’s the one complaining about me being slow in the shower ? »

As he stand up, deciding to go upstairs to see what the hell you were doing, how surprised the man was to see… so much skin, so much shape of your body revealed in public sight. Wearing a mini grey rayed skirt with a rather great body complimenting black shirt you thought was pretty, you felt like dressing cute today but still picked sneakers instead of boots for practical reasons.

And to Aomine eyes it was for sure the only reasonable choice you made while composing that whole look because yes you were cute. But also edible and straight up gorgeous and it would be hard for him to one : let you expose yourself like this. Two : not worry about others perverted people like him and three control himself around you. And for how long you two are together… you must know about this, about him getting turned on quickly but here you were today dressed like this and ignoring him as if you were provoking him…

« Change.

– Ah ? What did you say ?

– I dont like your outfit. Go change it right now. He says, his eyebrows frowning already.

– No ? What’s wrong with it ? I know it’s not practical but it’s my problem ?

– Don’t start getting on my nerves asking me what’s wrong with it as if it wasn’t obvious !

– Well it’s definitely not obvious to me, so I’m going out like this… and I didn’t ask for your opinion anyway ? But since it’s a thing to share unasked opinion I will kindly let you know that you seriously behave like a prick sometimes ! »

And as you sigh and show to Aomine your now pissed expression you take the keys of the house and open up the door to get out, giving him a mean glare so he as well would get out so you can close behind. He reluctantly does that, showing with his facial expression the annoyance on his face but calm down as he sees the stupid people he have to call friends stationing themselves in front of his house.

Already setting his mind that if Kise is one of the idiot driving one of the two car, he’s not getting up in his and neither are you.

« Dai-chan, Y/n-chan ! Be quick some of us are really excited and impatient for all the fun waiting for us ! »

As Aomine spot the pinky haired girl he immediately see that the car in which she sits so clingily next to Kuroko is full thanks to Midorima, who was unfortunately witnessing her overly affectionate gestures from the back as well and Kagami and Himuro in front. Giving him no choice but to sit in the back of the beige cabriolet car just behind he know is Kise’s, but for the love of god or for just as much unfortune it was Kise’s girlfriend driving instead making him consider the possibility of having a safe trip and two seats were free next to a guy he believes is Takao ? It wasn’t his friend per se but yeah.

« Sorry guys, we didn’t intend to get out late… it seems we’re the last ? You get out from your mouth hesitating.

– Yes but no need for excuses, pretty ladies don’t have to and I am quite sure it is Aomine that got you running late isn’t it ?

– Oi, what you’re insinuating ?! » Retorts Aomine to the only woman beside you.

And as she snickers, Takao get out of the car to open the door for you like a gentleman would do while Aomine was childishly arguing. Like you Kise’s girlfriend was friend with everyone here and you included.

« Hey you don’t need to ! It’s a bit embarrassing…

– Nah no worry cute girls have every rights ! And I like to be a gentleman for ladies anyway !

– Right ? I too have to say that your outfit is nice today Y/n-chan !

But you can’t take it all the compliment on your clothing and you.

« Y’all know I can’t take compliments like that… And don’t call me cute !

– And Y’all better stop stealing my girl as if i was not here… I can’t trust a person in this car I swear ! Move, I’m going to hold the damn door for her ! Aomine tell Takao in an authoritative tone.

– Eh… Is Aominecchi jealous or something ? So easily…

– I think so ! But don’t say that out loud or he’s seriously going to anger up..»

Takao retake his seat, while the young lady laugh in amusement looking at Aomine opening up the door for you and following in just after as you take a seat, today afternoon already announced itself promising..!

« I think he fear that we will steal her from him, poor man… Kise girlfriend say in all her slyness.

– As if !!»

And that way the lil trip started, Aomine briefly looking at you with what was sure his sulky expression. You didn’t know what to do as you know from experience that you can’t have a mature discussion with him reacting like this and do not want to bring down the cheering and light atmosphere in the car. So you ignored him, praying internally that he would just stop and get over it after some time. But you’re not sure as today’s crazy driver decided to do dry drift for the the thrill of it hence you did find often yourself clinging into Aomine, your chest pressed against his hot torso… and he was even more pissed off ? Leading you to as soon as you can, separate yourself from him, not willing to increase the felt temperature in your body as today weather was pretty hot by itself and Aomine annoyance.

Seeing you sweating bullets rather quickly Takao share with you his fawn while doing lil chit chat until everyone get in destination (safely.) and once you can get out of the car you find yourself sighing in appeasement while everyone starts getting hyped up and excited for the upcoming fun. You want to join them as you gather the necessary energy when Aomine at your side stopped you mid track, arranging your uplifted skirt caused by the long sitting in the car. You wouldn’t have said anything if it was a simple cute and wary gesture but you felt it like the over protective one ? Even if it was definitely a nice gesture of him as he leave it at that, scoff and walk behind everyone when the group was even more dynamic after getting their tickets checked.

« Aomine… Can you walk faster ? We’re going to loose them ?

– Well I know it’s not practical but it’s my problem ? Just walk with them you dummy if it bother you so much !»

You look at him for a great second hesitating if not wrestling him right now or not but you know he’s just still upset for your dressing choice. What was a childish argument motive and you keep walking at his speed, not willing to leave him behind.

But it was a bit annoying seeing everyone having fun without both of you, Momoi holding Kuroko hand while he was getting her candies, Himuro and Kagami sharing their childhood memories with Takao, Kise and his partner when Midorima was looking for his lucky item…

Maybe themselves didn’t tried to insert you in their fun because they as well were sensing that tension between you and Aomine ?

« Kuroko-kun you’re so nice ! Getting me that plushie bear along with my favorite candies… you’re the best ! »

Everyone stopped talking to gasp at Momoi cute plushie bear, motivating Kise to get one for his own girlfriend like Kuroko did and others dudes to catch a plushie for the sake of showing their skills at the shooting game as well. The whole group was gathering itself in front of the little stand game.

« Look Taiga ! I got it first try ! Himuro inform him with a smile.

– You wait ! I won’t loose to you Tatsuya ! Hmpf !

And they get themselves involved in a competition.

– Dai-chan look at my plushie ! Win one for Y/n-chan as well I bet she would like it ! Right ? Look Ki-chan is doing it for his girl !

–…Plushies are for kiddos Uh ! Why should I waste my energy getting it for her ? Do you even want to have one ? »

You look at Kise receiving a cheek kiss in reward of getting the bunny plushie, his face quickly turning to a soft red as he brag about getting it first try when you noticed him copying Himuro to amaze his girlfriend. You turn around Aomine knowing exactly what you want.

« Yes ? It’s super cute even if you say it’s a kid thing…

– Dai-chan can be so unromantic…!

– Alright… I’m going to get that stupid thing for you and play that game ! »

Aomine take the fake gun in hand, lazily holding it right to shot but miss his cible… it happen one time, two, three…

« Aominecchi bhahahaha ! What’s going on ? You missed every shots ?!

– Better shut up or I am shooting you instead !

He say as the chamber of the gun was empty and that he didn’t had a thing to load, turning around to face Kise, clearly angry.

– As if I should be scared, you’re going to miss me as well– !

Aomine with his piercing glance drop down his weapon and quite literally jump on the blonde to pinch aggressively his nose and hair hence stray his face in ugly facial expression and pain. What does start a silly fight between the two boys.

« UH WHY ARE YOU SO AGGRESSIVE IT WAS JUST A JOKE !

– I’m going to make a joke out of you’ll see !

– Did we look like this when we were younger Tatsuya ?

– I dont think so…

– It’s so embarrassing going out with these two idiots… If it wasn’t for my today horoscope I wouldn’t be here certainly. »

You watch unamused Aomine getting separated from Kise now showing him the angry look… Aomine today just decided to be a baby ?! You’re not going to ruin your day because of his childish behavior.

« Not only you can’t get the plushie when every boys got one for their partner and you get yourself in stupid fight… how old are you ? A 4 years old little boy or something ? »

And hearing you saying that everyone just try to hold their laugh because the punchline was honestly and surely aimed to touch your boyfriend ego but damn… that man had a huge one and he would for sure defend himself. And he does even if they saw him blinking twice before responding to you.

« Calling me a 4 year old kid when you’re the one asking for an ugly cat plushie, don’t you think you have quite the audacious mouth ?! »

And you two starts bickering stupidly when the others tried to calm you down, it wasn’t serious but you know both of you could be stubborn so you didn’t know how they did but they end up making you shutting up and he as well. Now Aomine and you giving each other’s the cold shoulder but still walking together in the amusement park.

Multiples funny things happening when you two were still in cold period… that hangout was still fun but just not between you and Aomine.

« It seems like we do have a problem here… if we can’t agree on going to the same attractions what about separating ourselves? So nobody is unhappy ! »

Say Takao which wanted absolutely to show to Shintarou the scary house attraction after some time but Momoi and Kuroko didn’t wanted trying it because of Momoi fear for them and others like Kise and Kagami asking to go somewhere else.

« Tatsuya and me are going to try that food truck then ! What are y’all going to do ?

– I will keep go playing that plushie game again with Testu-kun !

–… Me and Kise are going to do something nice.. ? Probably trying that big attraction over there !

– Okay so I guess only people left are Y/n-chan and Aomine ? What are y’all going to do ? It would be better if you two stayed together so we don’t end up having to search up for one person at the end of the day…

– Yeah ! And Dai-chan must watch over her and make peace !

–…..

You silently look at Aomine, letting him decide.

– We will see walking in the park what we’re going to… It doesn’t concern y’all.

– You say that as if you didn’t came here with us. Would you stop being a problem for everyone Dai-chan ?!

– Calm down Momoi-chan ! Who excepted a nice response from Aomine anyway..? Okay so let’s meet here in an hour.! Is it good for everyone ? »

The group after concertation agrees and separate itself while you stare unamused and angry at your boyfriend. Everyone moved but you and him and you didn’t find it funny.

« Is Mister Pain in the Ass ready to go try some food with me or has others plans ? And if you can’t tell I’m clearly upset with you !

– Woah… (Y/n) is mad toward me what should I do ? Man I’m in for real problems…

– Why do you have to bring down everyone with your bad energy ?!

– And why the fuck do you always need to feel like testing my limits ?! I told you… I told you to not wear this. Flocks of dude keep staring at you while you innocently jump around ! I knew it !

–…Well I didn’t ask for their attention ?! Are you calling me slut or something ?! »

You look angrily at Aomine as he corner you on that tree behind you and get closer to your face. It was like he was sick or something, sweat covering his forehead and light blush on his cheeks.

– And what if I told you you’re just a little whore ? What are you going to do ? You keep acting as if you were above me in any way but you’re just a stupid brat… getting cocky in front of people because I let you throw one or two punchlines… know your place, only thing you say when I fuck you is mercy ! »

And as those words get out of his mouth you understand the situation and get bright red. You get flustered because you realized that you got your boyfriend horny all along, since you get down upstairs precisely and the thought of him feeling crazy by seeing you walking around like this made your panty wet. Which also made you reconsider things about yourself.

« Whaat–

– Alright, I can’t bare with you playing the idiot with me anymore. You’re going to make something out useful of this mouth or everyone going to see I’m hard and I’ve already embarrassed myself enough today !

– Wait ! »

Aomine grip your wrist and drag you in the green space cloturing the amusement park wich was a semblance of forest but still secluded and far from people. Each steps in the middle of the trees making you embarrassed even more…. You know what does he want, what does he need but doing something so dirty here ? It’s not like a stupid kiss or something… it’s a lot more perverted and sinful.

Once Aomine think he found an appropriate space he stops and turn toward you, leaning down so he can kiss you and wipe out your current confused expression for an even more confused one. His tongue passionately playing with yours as he get his big hands walking on your shirt.

« I can’t do that Daiki… Not here please, I am so sorry I didn’t know about what you felt… I am going to do everything you want once we get home.

– If so sorry then why not here ? I can’t wait this long ! And don’t be a coward there is no one who’s going to come here ! We’re awaited in an hour so don’t waste our precious time… and look at you getting wet when I talk to you dirty. You likes guys who are mean to you don’t you ? Stop fooling around…»

Aomine caress your inner tight, making you whine in his mouth as he’s shutting you up with kisses. Slowly getting up to your so sensible cunt, how pretty, how beautiful you were when silenced.

« Wait– I can… I can…

– Get to the point, finish this sentence or I will ignore it !

– Can we not have sex here if… if I suck your dick..? Please ! And I still would let you touch me at home… it’s just so embarrassing here ! »

You look at Aomine in the eyes but don’t read anything on his face making you wonder if you were damned to being wrecked in a so open place. You slowly grasp his cock so compressed and tight in his pant and get down its level. And as you see Aomine let you be, not saying anything, you shyly get the monster out by downlifting his boxers.

Letting it resting on your face in a moment of hesitation but it was so heavy you lifted it up with your right hand and started wrapping your toungue around it engulfing it in your mouth. ´ Oh nasty, oh naughty but seeing Aomine calming down made it easier for you even if you find his facial expression quite intimidating but that as well you didn’t commented on because you found yourself pleasured sucking him off.

You paid attention to lick every surface of this long and so big dick, being very devoted in your mission even if you would choke on it from time to time because Aomine would go deeper in your mouth by pushing your head forward as he pull your hair without warnings. Your saliva covering the wet cock again and again for minutes you thought were quite long but Aomine still haven’t come and you found yourself flustered when Aomine decide to pull himself out suddenly while you were teary sucking his balls.

« Show me your chest.»

Knowing the animal, you don’t make yourself awaited and raise your shirt up, the mouth closeted as you try to not humiliate yourself by showing the interior of it, your saliva stained with the substance that formed on his tip wich was certainly pre-cum. But little did you know there was some of it still running on the corner of your lips. As you don’t have time to noticing it as Aomine position his dick between your boobs and move up and down on it. His dick being so long it reach your cheeks while doing that from time to time. Because you didn’t removed completely your tight shirt, it got down in the way and has been stained by the substance surrounding Aomine cock making you looking more absurd and really embarrassed. But you wish he left things at that when Aomine after so long time ended up releasing on your top. His hot and warm semence covering your chest and face… He wipes out the leftover sticking to his member on your face like some dirty clothing but you don’t say anything as your job end here.

Or you thought.

« Now stand up. »

You stand up wondering why he’s bothering asking you that when you were about to it just to see your shirt tired up apart along with your bra shocking but also panicking you. But no words leave you mouth as Aomine fingers pinch your tits and that he now position his dick near your entrance, just below it, sticking himself to you with his still hard cock.

It was like your panty disappeared in a split second as he rub himself against you.

« You accepted to let me be if I would su– If i did what I did to you Daiki ! What are you doing ?

– I dont remember ever agreeing to that… It’s not my fault if you can’t help but open your mouth for my cock like a slut. If you would now open your legs for me… »

You try to keep it low as Aomine use his hand for your clitoris and left nipple but you’re pretty sure you’re panting and loudly on top of that because of how mean Aomine is with you. Teasing you with the tip by faking getting in but always turning around your pussy. But then he lifted your miniskirt completely and got into you slowly as it would always be hard for you to adapt his size. And after that ? You can’t tell what’s going on but you breathe like crazy bouncing on that cock and pressed against a tree. It feel so good being wrecked without mercy, punished by Daiki. His hands slapping your buttcheeks while his dick was throbbing into your womanhood faster and deeper making your eyes roll back. All of his back and forth getting more intense by the time.

« So tight..! » He says but keep going.

The sounds of your skin making so impure sounds turning you on more but you want to beg in protest like the brat you are. Internally praying for him to not stop. But you couldn’t argue anyway because of this awful moans you can’t control getting out of your mouth when Aomine rolling his hips feel so good.

« Are you calling for a public ? And you’re the one getting upset when I call you a whore… You only shut that mouth when there is a dick in it, uh ? When you choke on it ? Dirty girl… »

And now you’re upset by his dirty talk arousing you, making your whimper louder. Fuck. You feel release close, at least your walls narrowing around him would make him shut up for a moment you thought but Aomine thrust in just more aggressively that you believe you will fall from him pounding so hard in no time but it’s nothing of that as you feel your tights shaking ready to give in instead but Aomine didn’t want it that way and you didn’t wanted it that way no more as well as you spot something in the distance.

Was it Kise and his girlfriend walking…? You start getting anxious as you know that if you made too much noise they would notice you but if you had been able to see them in that posture you fear that even aside from the loud noises they would spot you.

Is it the public Aomine was talking about ?

« Not yet..! »

He wanted to make you suffer much more, wanted to see you beg and excuse yourself. He wanted you to roll down on your knee again and ask for his forgiveness while you suck him off again like earlier. You looked so cute doing this and you look as cute now scared that Kise and his girl would see you. Unfortunately for you, he really wanted to show them you were his.

« Say it. Say that you’re a whiny bitch.

– Ah ?! Please Daiki…

– Y/N ! »

You needed to make it as fast as possible.

« I am… a whiny bitch ! You manage to droll from your mouth.

– A very naughty bitch. Add that.

– And a very… very nau– aah! »

And you couldn’t hold it, coming on his dick so hard, screaming louder than you thought and… « the public » looked in your direction but you didn’t saw it. Eyes closed while you came on Aomine dick that he pulled out to came on your ass. His translucid and warm substance now sticking to your skin.

« So useless. Not even capable to say things right. »

And you couldn’t help but give him the angry look as he said that, defying him to add something else but as he clean his dick on your skirt all the while looking right into your eyes, reality call you out as you know he’s completely able to go for a second round. You get up and search immediately for your panty on the floor just to see your boyfriend playing with it, making it hang out on his cock for you to take there.

« You’re an asshole, Daiki. The biggest I’v ever seen !

– Are you upset because seeing my dick make you want to kiss it again ? »

And you see red, snatching your panty away without a second glance.

« By the way… I told you our time was precious, if you didn’t acted so mannered Kise would’nt have caught us in the act…. It was like they were looking for us. »

But as you were putting it right back in place, hearing Aomine say that freeze you on the spot and you realize in the embarrassing situation you get yourself in or that Aomine dragged you in. Just because he was a pouty baby !

« Oh my… »

You’re muffling your mouth desperately as you try to smack your head against a tree, knowing you would never be able to go back with everyone learning about this… and you didn’t had a presentable top anymore if not mentioning the dirty skirt to even lie your way out.

You snatch away Aomine jacket, putting it on you as you try to make something out of the tissue of your top to make it natural but it doesn’t work so you just cover everything up with the jacket while Aomine can’t stop himself but laugh. You give him a slap in the crotch while getting yourself going toward the meeting point ready to say hi everyone and goodbye right away, leaving Aomine behind but you remember you got here thanks to Kise’s car and you feel like the world is against you.

« FUUUUUUCK.

– That’s what we did one minute ago. »

And you decide to hide behind Aomine as he get himself to head up as well meeting the others.

« Do you have no shame ?! How are you okay that we have been caught doing it ?

– Like I said it was the public you were searching for right ? So why are you scared for ?

– You don’t care about it, don’t you ?»

And you sigh, exasperated as the forest come to an end that not that far from the rendezvous point you find yourself greeted by your worried friends, or at least most of them…. Kise and his lover whispering in each other’s ears, slightly blushing as they keep conversing and looking at Aomine and you. It seems like they got out of the embarrassed and surprised phase as they looked like having the fun of their life laughing at both of y’all, playful expression on their face. You know they were in to slide a dirty joke once in the car or analyzing your sex life from this sneak a peek they had.

But you wish it was only that as Midorima look at you and Aomine like demons.

« Why do both of you smell like sex ?! »

And it was the end of you when you hear everyone gasp and hold their breath.

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