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nanamistie · 7 months

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Having your revenge over hq boys who made you feel horrible.

Wearings: suggestive, smut, fluff if you squint, angst from previous fic.

(Also, please read first part, you can find it right here.)

Oikawa Tooru

The girl he chose, over you, left him. So of course, like a hurt dog, he came running back to you. He had a spare key to your shared apartment, so he proceeded to unlock the door and come search for you, only to find you like this with his best friend.

You sat on top of Iwaizumi, on his lap, in a beautiful red lace lingerie that your ex boyfriend, Oikawa, just bought for you. Both of you shared a passionate make out session, his hands traveling down your body, that now, Oikawa couldn’t touch anymore.

His face dropped. You didn’t acknowledge his presence, but Iwaizumi did, so he started to kiss your neck, while keeping eye contact with Oikawa. He pulled such beautiful moans from you, just by kissing you, like Oikawa never heard before. Oikawa's face got red, he was so ashamed of himself, so he quickly left.

You hear the door to your apartment shut, you jolt at the sound. “What was that?” you asked him. “Nothing princess, don’t worry that pretty little head of yours”.

Atsumu Miya

The next day, he felt your side of the bed cold. So he decided to look for you. You weren’t in the house, so the only thought he had was to call his twin brother. “Dude, have you seen y/n?” seen? oh, he did more than just see you. “Yeah, i’ve seen her, she crashed at my place this morning”. Atsumu sighed, now relieved that he knew you were safe. “Good, good. Is she okay?”

Osamu looks down at you, and caresses your cheek with his thumb. “Dude, if you were worried about her, you at least could’ve called her earlier.”. “I know, I was such an idiot, I should never have done that to her, I’m just scared it’s too late.” Osamu chuckles. “It is pretty late.”

“I know, can I at least talk to her, please?” he wanted to make up things with you, but little did he know that you already moved on.

“She would’ve talked to you, but her mouth is busy doing something else, right babygirl?” He looks down at you, admiring you for crying of pleasure instead of crying after his stupid brother.

Kuroo Tetsuro

A few days later, he walked on the alley in front of your house, only to stop when he saw a car parked next to it.

The car was shaking and the windows were steamed up, you could barely see what's going on in the car, but I'm pretty sure your ex boyfriend Kuroo wouldn’t like to see who’s in that car.

“Tsuki, please, somebody could see us. W-What if Kuroo comes back?” he laughed and picked up the pace “Then he better watch and learn! I bet he never made you feel like this.”

Kuroo didn’t move a single muscle, he thought of what could happen, but he wished it wasn’t true. But the moment Tsukishima got out of the car, with wet hair and wrinkled clothes, it was clear as day that he was right. “Hi Kuroo, don’t mind us, we're leaving right now.” Tsukishima said, smirking , while getting in the car.

Bokuto Koutarou

You didn’t have anywhere to go, you couldn’t move from you and your boyfriend’s place, so you stayed in the guest room. You called Akaashi, your friend, to come and comfort you.

When he arrived, Bokuto saw him but didn’t greet him. Akaashi went straight to your room, and Bokuto was wondering why you would need him. He thought about everything, pure jealousy came from him, but he was never expecting this.

He went after some time by your door and heard loud whimpers and some wet sounds. ‘THAT’S IT, I'M GOING IN‘ he thought and just like that he opened the door just to see you like this. You were on Akaashi's lap, his legs were opening yours wider, his fingers were deep inside you, and your head was thrown back on his shoulder.

“Y/N WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! YOU ARE LITERALLY CHEATING ON ME!!”. You rose your head to see his furious state. You wanted to say something, but Akaashi quickly interrupted you “No,she’s not, you don’t “really” love her so she’s not going to be in a relationship with you.” You looked up at him, he loved you, not Bokuto.

Bokuto quickly stormed off, shutting the door with force. “See baby? It’s not that hard to be loved, now is it?" Akaashi said, quickening his pace.

Osamu Miya

How could you hate that kitchen so much but also love it at the same time? Well, I kinda understand why when Atsumu has you sitting on the counter, with his face between your legs. "Come on, gorgeous, let me take out that stress from you" he says before planting his face in there. Your sounds were echoing in the room.

Out of nowhere, Atsumu's phone started ringing-it was his brother. He pulled his face back and answered. "What's up?" Osamu sighs "It's y/n,she did me such a great surprise, she tried cooking for me and burned the whole thing. She almost burned the whole kitchen!"

You hear that, and your face quickly turns red and tears appear in your eyes. He stops, sits up, and cups your face and kisses your forehead. "It's ok." He whispers. "Really?" He says to his brother "She really did that?" he said in an ignorant tone.

"Yeah! I can't believe she could screw up such a simple food." Atsumu was so pissed by what his brother said. "Well, I know two things, Osamu. One: Y/n wanted to do something good for you,and that shows how good of a girlfriend she is." you smile.

He bends down again to the level of your thighs "And two: I'm eating something from y/n right now and you know what, this is the best meal I could ever have" Osamus eyebrows frown "What did she cook?"

Atsumu smirks "Oh I'm not talking about food". And just like that, he hangs up the phone and goes back to showing you how much he loves you.

Iwazumi

Oikawa has been your best friend for a long time, so of course he heard the news pretty quickly. He had a crush on you since forever, that's why he was happy when he heard you two broke up, but he was pretty upset because he hated seeing you like this.

You came by his house and settled in his arms while pouring out your heart to him. He listens to you, he actually does, because unlike others, he actually likes when you're talking about yourself and how you're feeling.

After he comforts you, you look at him with fresh, cried eyes, with mascara running on your cheeks, and a cute pout. "Thank you Oikawa, you've always been here for me, you've always helped me." you hugged him. "Of course, it's the least i can do"

He crashes his lips on yours. Your eyes widen,but you don't pull back.

He brings his hands down on your hips. You melt in his touch." 'Kawa,what are you doing?" He smirks. "This."

He pushes his fingers in, and like an instinct you quickly cover your mouth with your palm. "No, no, don't hide those pretty sounds of yours, I want to hear you, I love listening to you." You take off your hand,and let him hear how good he makes you feel. He pulls out his phone and starts recording. "Now, let's see if Iwachan likes to hear you, too!"

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Hey guys! I'll do another part two, with comfort, so, stay tuned, I am listening to all of you and I will do everything (let's not cross the line tho) you ask me! Love you!! 💕 💕

#haikyuu angst #hq fluff #hq headcanons #haikyuu smut #hq boys #oikawa smut #iwazumi smut #bokuto smut #tsukishima smut #atsumu smut #osamu smut

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90ekz · 1 year

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cockwarming iwaizumi on a business call,,, yea.

he’d be so annoying about it, too. yes, it was your idea, but you didn’t expect for him to treat you like you weren’t important :((

and you want to get pounded, absolutely ruined, but the only thing he was giving you were occasional taps to your clit paired with his slight movement inside you every once in a while.

most annoying man ever btw. it didn’t help that he kept muting the phone to reprimand you either.

“stay still. you wanted this, baby. now take it.”

mean ass.

“‘zumi… don’t be so mean t’me.”

iwa wanted nothing more than to fuck you deep, but he had business to finish first. ‘cause he’s always tryna be a working member of society n shit

eventually you just got impatient and rose up on his cock just to slam back down. he barely covered his guttural whine before the man on the other end noticed.

iwaizumi ended up gripping your waist tightly with one of his sizeable hands to keep you in place, while continuing to writing notes with the other.

he smirked into the crook of your neck, cause now you really had no where to move.

iwa just likes to be a lil sadist from time 2 time.

oh, and as soon as he gets off that phone?? he still doesn’t let you move, much to your dismay.

but now he’s free to degrade you and tell you how bad you were :((

“thought you were g’nna be a good girl f’me. you’re making me sad..”

in the end, iwa lets you cum, yea. but not on his dick. he adds some quick strokes to your clit, but only to shut you up.

after all, he still had business to finish.

he knows exactly how unsatisfying it is, but he thinks you deserve it. all you had to do was sit still >:(

#iwaizumi drabble #haikyuu #iwaizumi fanfic #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi x you #Iwaizumi x black!reader #haikyuu smut #iwaizumi scenarios #iwazumi x reader #iwazumi smut #iwazumi hajime #haikyuu x y/n #iwaizumi hajime (27) athletic trainer #he’s always on my mind actually #my mf man.#i miss him :(#he’s rlly mean here but i love him

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thebimbopalace · 8 months

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HER PUSSY’S LIKE HEROIN — multiple

He’s addicted to you. Your smile, your laugh, your pretty face, everything about you, he was hooked. But, he was especially addicted to your cunt. Not a day goes by that he’s not inside of you. It’s truly a drug to him. The minute he slides his hard dick inside your warmth it’s over. Once he starts thrusting in and out of you he’s not going to stop until he cums. “Oh s-shittt, you feel so fuckin good baby” he slurs already pussydrunk after a few strokes. He would have you on your back drilling so deep inside you, you could feel him in your throat. The feeling of your messy cunt soaking his dick would have him on the verge of cumming way too early. “mmm fuck fuck pussy’s squeezin’ me so tight” , “never get tired of this wet fuckin cunt.” He would have to do math equations in his head just so he won’t cum. Your fave believes this is what drugs would feel like, or that heaven isn’t in the sky, it’s between your legs.

When he finally does finish its always inside you. He never wears a condom, if he does he takes it off after a few strokes (with your permission of course), he says it’s cause, “I need to feel you for real”, he will never pull out of you. He thinks “my cum belongs in that cunt. Nowhere else.” And never believe when this man says he’ll just put the tip in (liar) its never just the tip with him. He fucks you like a caged animal in heat. One round is never enough, or two, or three, this man will fuck you til the sun comes up. He needs to be inside your cunt like it’s his only source of oxygen. And you love it.

“why’s your pussy so fuckin good, god d-damn”

“this cunt is dangerous, princess”

toji, gojo, shinichiro, draken, geto, iwazumi, kuroo, bokuto, eren, chifuyu, naoto (any of your faves)

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kosije · 11 months

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a/n: tell me if you guys want a part two… *wink wink*

part 1 | part 2

your silhouette is lewd when the moonlight hits you. illuminated courtesy of the large window behind you in nothing but his shirt, you’re a sight for sore eyes.

you're a goddess and he’s so so devoted. it’s quiet in your shared kitchen. the only sound is a light sizzle of something in a covered pan and your knife hitting the cutting board. god, he’s already palming himself through his boxers. it’s probably best to control himself, he thinks. the night is so peaceful, and he can tell you’re a bit drowsy despite your cooking. but then you pick up the dirty wooden spoon to your right and move to stir what he now understands is a sauce, only to bring it up to your lips and lick a long stripe up it and it makes his head spin. he tries to gulp but the rock in his throat paralyzes him. you even go so far as to let out a light sigh once you find that it’s to your liking.

“Y/n”

you turn trying to face him, but he’s already behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. and oh my god you have a bit of sauce on your face. Your voice is breathless and low with sleep as you ask him how long he’s been awake.

“i hope i didnt wake you, my love. i’ll be back in bed in a sec, you don’t have to wai-”

A light sigh passes your lips when he licks up the sauce sitting on the side of your mouth. it is good.

“are you hungry?” he’s hot and so thick on your back that you absentmindedly grind back on him. you can’t quite find your words so you opt to nod, not trusting you can keep your voice steady.

“I’ll finish this for you later,” He says reaching past you to turn off the stove, “i've got something that’ll fill better than that”

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vampyirr · 1 year

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No Nut November

w/seijoh 4

seijoh made a bet…

(guidelines made it ‘mature’ sorry)

oikawa

this man is horny 24/7 so he doesn’t last long. only last a week and a half or 2 weeks. he’s touching u all the time. grabbing your ass, squeezing your chest, your thighs. he’s all over you. teasing him is so much fun. wearing short shorts, tank tops, bending down in front of him. he finally snaps when you sit on his lap and grind down on him. he does not stop at all he fucks you for so long

iwa

lasts a long time, 3 weeks (he was so close) he can control himself but only for so long. the first week is easy for him but the second week he can barley hold himself back. you just look so fuckable. he catches himself staring at your ass and the way your tits jiggle when you jump or laugh. he tried real hard but couldn’t. he fucks you so hard and rough like u cant walk after.

matsukawa

he lasts the whole month. it wasn’t easy tho. he definitely got hard like 3 times a week but he managed to get through it. by the end he got hard just looking at you. he was so tempted to just fuck you every time u were around him. he was definitely needy at the end. he fucked you till you couldn’t even speak after

hanamaki

half the month. he kinda tried but he couldn’t resist you. you just looked too good for him not to fuck you. he would hug you from behind and press himself against you so you could feel how hard he his is for u. he kept thinking about all the things he wanted to do to you. when he finally gives into the urge, your on ur knees in front of him taking off his shorts

#oikawa smut #hq oikawa #oikawa toru x reader #iwazumi smut #iwazumi x reader #hq iwaizumi #matsukawa smut #matsukawa issei #hq matsukawa #hanamaki smut #hanamaki #hanamaki takahiro #hq hanamaki #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x reader smut

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red-writes · 11 months

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The audience wants more of haikyuu and chubby reader, please spare some crumbs

okay here's some.

Oikawa hasn't said this to anyone but before the two of you started dating he would have the most vivid wet dreams of you. he would imagine himself laying down on a bed and having your chubby pussy hovering over his face. he could feel the heat radiating off of you, your cunt's juices just dripping onto his cheek and your voice above him like a sirens urging him to smell it and taste it. you slowly inch your cunt down closer and closer until his nose grazes your clit and then he shoots up out of his sleep and sees his cock poking through his underwear hard and leaking. he just sighs and lies back down gripping his cock in his hand before jerking off with the fleeting images of you in his mind.

Iwazumi wants you so badly its almost embarrassing. he isn't subtle with his adoring stare or the compliments he gives you. it's only when you guys go out for drinks one night when he tells you he thinks you look "so fucking gorgeous" in that dress that's hugging every curve you have. he doesn't hold back how rough he fucks you either. months of dreaming of your thick thighs squeezing his waist as he fucks his cock into you has led him to having the roughest nastiest sex of his life. his cock won't stop cumming (he can't help it, you're his favorite girl) and it's forcing globs of white out of your pussy and onto the floor of his bedroom, his pants are halfway down, your bra is still on-- one tit still in its cup and the other swinging about as he fucks you. he's spit into your mouth and onto your cunt just watching as you take whatever he gives you and your longing for him makes him harder than he could've ever imagined.

#red’s inbox— ੈ♡˳#hq smut #iwazumi smut #iwazumi x reader smut #oikawa x reader smut #oikawa smut #red writes— ੈ♡˳

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iwas-princess · 1 year

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iwaizumi hajime • princess wishes

“pl-please, iwa.” you sobbed pleadily, tugging against the tight ropes around your wrists.

your boyfriend just shook his head in protest instead, a dry chuckle leaving his lips as he paced around the bed, his predatory eyes boring into your bound body. each curve of the rope that dug into your plush skin melted his heart— and cock. the sight of seeing his precious baby all tied up and helpless made his mind go blank and attentively focus of the beautiful girl sprawled out on the bed.

his rough fingers gently traced along your figure, purposely missing your sensitive parts and angles to tease you more. whines of disproval at his actions left your lips, much to his pleasure. seeing you like this for him had his cock leaking in his pants and twitching impatiently. oh how he wanted to fill you— breed you— with his sticky cum until you were too sensitive for anymore. he wanted you too feel the stretch of him for days, his cock to leave an imprint of your cunnie, mold it for him only.

“please, iwa. please, make me cum.” you begged for him blindly.

iwaizumi only smirked to himself satisfied before grazing a finger along your cheek softly, tauntingly.

“oh, you poor princess.” his pretend sympathy laced his voice as he spoke to you ever so gently. “tell daddy what’s wrong? what way do you need to be touched, little one?”

you sniffled.

“need your cock, daddy.”

he hummed in satisfaction at your statement, appreciating your taught obedience. he did that. he taught you how to please him. that you were no one else’s; just his. fuck, he just loved you so much. he could never stop thinking about you, you were all that plagued his mind and the only thought that ever mattered to him. your beautiful plump body, the way it was built like the goddesses were and glew with such perfection that left him speechless. and it was all for him to cherish and protect.

his

“whatever my princess wishes.”

#iwaizumi 🌷#iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi x reader smut #iwaizumi x chubby reader #iwaizumi hajime #iwaizumi hajime x reader #iwaizumi smut #iwa smut #iwa x reader #iwazumi smut #hajime x reader #hajime smut #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x reader smut #haikyuu lemon #sejioh

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tojisprettywife · 1 month

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{note: for a change, i actually read through. if there are mistakes, ignore them😞. was supposed to be for geto only. i usually never write about giving head, this is my very first time 🧍🏻‍♀️. i hope it’s okay 😵‍💫. minors DNI.}

warnings: 18+, f! reader, oral (m! receiving only), swallowing cvm, subtle soft dom (m!)?!?!?

“c’mon, baby” he coos, running his thumb over your jawline, making you look up into his eyes. he presses his leaking tip against your lips, smearing them with his precvm. “open up, doll.” he says in a condescending tone, laced with pure desire for your submission. you part your lips slowly, your tongue tip, touches his leaking tip. he grits his teeth, a soft hiss escapes his lips. you hesitantly, swirl your tongue around his tip. he slowly pushes his covkhead past your lips, you softly suck on it, using your tongue to envelope around it. “Mmm good girl.. a bit more, you can do that for me right?” he isn’t giving you a choice here, he wants you to give into him. the feeling of superiority he felt was addictive, he liked this view, you on your knees for him and this high, certainly awakened something in him. you nod, looking up into his eyes, he slowly pushes the rest of his thick length past your lips “make sure your teeth doesn’t graze okay? use your tongue more, okay baby?” his tone silky, filled with pure lust, and this newfound high. you gag, your eyes glossy, as his length hits the back of your throat. his breath hitched, chest heaving a little, as your small and warm mouth, wraps around his cvck. his nostrils flare up a lightly, clenching his jaw. you barely hold on, breathing a little unsteady, his hand grabs a fistful of your hair. “It’s too much? but you can take it, doll. you look so pretty like this” he slowly thrusts into your mouth, it keeps hitting the back of your throat, salvia dripping down your chin, tears rolling down your cheek. he wipes a stray tear drop with his thumb, the grip on you hair tightens. “Mmph—” you grip his leg and your free hand slipping under your dress, to rub your clad hardened bud. “you should focus on me, love” he said, his eyes on your free hand under your dress and then looking back up at your eyes. he smirks, he starts thrusting into your tight throat, his heavy balls slapping against your chin.

a small moan escapes his lips, as he reached his high. he pushed himself to the hilt, as ropes of white milky liquid coated your throat. he bucks his hips against your face one last time, his body trembling slightly, after reaching such a high. “fuuu—ah..ck”. he slowly pulls his length cock from your throat, past your lips. you catch your breath, wiping your glossy eyes. “clean me up properly, doll.” you look up at him, slightly confused. then look down at his lower half, you see some cvm dripped down to his balls. “go on, clean them up, for me”. you gulp down, inching your head slowly, unsure of what you’re supposed to do. your tongue tip, chastely touches his sack, you lap the cvm and look up. “properly. love.” he smiles, was that a loving smile? nope. your eyes widen, it registers to you slowly, what he meant. you lean down a little, taking one of it into your mouth. slowly sucking on them, gently, you suck on it little harder. his hand reaches for your head, his nails lightly, digging into your scalp. “fuck, baby” you let go it with a pop sound, and move your head taking the other one into your mouth. he throws his head back, squeezing his eyes shut. his tip leaking precvm again, dripping down to his sack again. you suck on it, gently and then a little harder, your teeth grazes slightly. “god” he breathlessly moans. you pull away, with a pop sound. you look up at him, your own panties wet with arousal. “Ha, come here” he extends his hand, helping you stand up. He smiles, his hands cupping your cheeks, he leans in kissing you deeply. “you taste like me, huh?” he smirks, his hands sliding down from your waist to your ass, groping them. he pulls you into a hug, his hand travel back up, rubbing your back in soothing circles . “you did so well f’ me. now let me, take care of you, angel.” well you know what happens, when the night is young and so are you.

~ GETO SUGURU! , Shiu Kong, Fushiguro Toji, Rukawa Kaede, Suna Rintaro, Iwaizumi Hajime,

(any interaction is very much appreciated!)

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s0dium · 2 years

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Omfg hello, friend!!! Just saw your dilf!Bokuto blog n I gotta say, <333. Yup that’s it, that’s the tweet.

Anyway, I have some suggests/reqs if you don’t mind;

Dilf!Iwaizumi, he’s busy, right, but he somehow always makes time for his children, his daughters are his priority always. Poor man is a divorcee, his needs have not been met for a while. He takes an interest in a fellow athletic trainer at his gym, n decided that he wasn’t too old to have a fuck buddy.

Something like this!! Sorry my brain just ran dry as I wrote this 🤪

A/n: YESIIRRRR, I changed it so y/n isnt an althetic trainer but they meet at the gym and she is a baby sitter.

Warnings: Breeding, pre-ejactulation

Dilf Iwa who is a big guy, towering at 6 feet with toned muscles from years of training

Dilf Iwa who is just the picture perfect dad, always making time for his daughters, always packs their lunch and picks them up from school, all the moms and teachers fawn over him.

Dilf Iwa who is just so damn tired though :( he wants to relax, a helping hand with the kids would never hurt. He's tired of spending the nights alone, with only his hand for comfort.

Dilf iwa who meets you at the gym. He's seen you here before, you'd usually be picking up kids from swim practice or karate, something like that. And now here you are, trying to figure out how to use some leg machine which you cant figure out for the life of you.

Dilf iwa who is so helpful and the two of you get to talking. He picks up on the way your eyes light up when he mentions he isnt married

Dilf iwa takes you out on a few dates first, lets you get comftorable with a man as big as him before bringing you to his house

Dilf iwa who looses his mind when he finally gets to bury is dick inside of you. Its been so gosh darn long for him, and your just so warn and tight

Dilf iwa who lasts only a few minutes, giving up to your exquisite heat too fast but is ready to go again in seconds

Dilf iwa who says he 'forgot' a condom and spills himself in you over and over, so when he pulls out globs of cum pours out of you

Dilf Iwa who believes in love looking at how pretty you look sleeping so peacefully the morning after

#haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #iwazumi smut #iwazumi x reader #iwa smut #iwa x reader

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chosovixen · 2 years

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NSFW!!

imagine iwa and his big bear arms putting you into a headlock as he pounds into your sloppy cunt from behind.

now imagine him mocking how fucking greedy you are when you push back into him to try and cum quicker. “stupid slut can’t even appreciate how much i’m filling her up. she just wants more and more till she’s drained my balls, huh?”

#iwazumi scenarios #haikyuu iwazumi #iwazumi hajime #iwazumi x reader #iwazumi smut #haikyuu smut #haikyu x reader #iwazumi imagines #haikyuu imagines #chosovixen #iwazumi x you #haikyuu!!

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blueparadis · 2 years

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𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 —» ❝ GRIND ME DOWN, ROLL ME UP❞ [ ❤︎ ] featuring Sakusa Kiyoomi, Atsumu Miya, Bokuto Koutarou, Oikawa Tooru, Tetsurō Kuroo, Rintarō Suna.

[ § ] — › In this world where alphas are supposed to donimate, to rule over omegas and betas, they tend to deviate and find a little solace in night clubs.

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[ CWs ] — › description of female anatomy, mention of brothels, s/d dynamics, s/m dynamics, bdsm themes, poly relationships, cockwarming, unprotected, exhibitionism, cunnilingus, mild dub-con, orals, bdsm themes, abo dynamics.

Alpha!Sakusa Kiyoomi is a man of resolve and surprise. He has only one type, the bratty ones. He is easily pinnable with the symmetric moles on the right side of the forehead; hence, he rarely visits nightclubs. But he never misses a day when he is in his rut. He knows most sex workers are clean, otherwise, they won't be allowed to work yet he always prefers to use condoms. Why? Because he is not willing to take any risks for bonding. He never lets the girls top him and it's either missionary or doggy style for him. Most girls lose count of how many times he has finished inside them leaving him disappointed and boastful but there was this one girl who remembered all the rounds, and even could soothe the heat, and calm the chaos in his mind. It was the best sex he has ever had and certainly, he did not mind having you bouncing on his cock, while he enjoys the view of your tits. But crawling back to her during his next rut would be the talk of the town and hence he started taking rounds in other clubs too. Now, he is not only a regular but also a golden member of the most popular clubs. He has been frequenting all the clubs in town lately, especially where he has never visited before but is never seen with any of his omegas. An alpha like him would have a bevy of omegas and betas. Most of his partners remained stoked whenever he visits hoping he would bring one of his omegas or at least a beta. Alpha!Sakusa Kiyoomi is a man of resolve and surprise, he did bring another partner and he was another alpha, Shūgo Meian. He never repeats girls but that day,he did; he broke his rules.

Omega!Atsumu Miya is a man of warm smiles and mischief. Unlike Alpha! Sakusa Kiyoomi, he never visits clubs during his heat cycles. He would rather spend time in his room, masturbating on and off and sending one of his chicks dirty texts, and videos of himself dry humping using a pillow. He does not expect them to respond but who knows? they might just come over. But other times, when he is not in his cycle, he visits clubs dragging along his brother, Omega!Osamu Miya, even though his brother was reluctant to accompany him. He prefers submissive, soft girls who are easy fucks since they seem to be vividly vocal when they're subject to back shots. With his brother having sprawled out on the couch, receiving a slow and sloppy head he would rather watch till he finishes his drink. Once, he relaxes a bit, and feels his skin burn with lust, he would start by eating her out to loosen her up since he is not leaving until he plugs up his cum in her tummy. There are times when his brother is unavailable and hence he hits the clubs alone. No alcohol this time, straight to sex and he pays for two girls. He has plans but he loves the rolls of pleasure when a girl sucks his cock with no gag reflex while he is just laying on the bed eating the other one out. He would not mind cumming into her mouth but he does not since it is just the first round; right before cumming he aligns both the girls near his knees and shoots the cum all over their boobs. While the betas are still catching their breath, rubbing the cum on their boobs while being sucked into the moment, he jocks down to kiss one of them, doesn't matter which one, the one who just ate or the one who gave him head. But maintains eye contact with the other. He can't help but smirk when he notices the other crawling toward him to have his attention. Omega!Atsumu Miya is a man of warm smiles and mischief, he likes to play with his partners.

Alpha!Bokuto Koutarou is a guy of 'all work and all play make jack the best boy". With his warm and out forward nature, he is wanted by most girls but his big stature scares all the kinds, especially when he visits in his rut or pre-rut. So, he often ends up paying for multiple ones. Something about watching the girl being deep-throated by Kuroo is more enticing than the one sucking him off. He rarely fucks raw or goes for vaginal sex since the moment he is inside her, he feels an inexplicable urge to knot her. On most days, he is accompanied by Kuroo but sometimes he hits the clubs alone. When he is done warming up by getting a blow job while eating out another one, either he selects one or them or strictly hunts for a beta. Betas are safe since he can't knot them even if he wants to. Alpha!Bokuto Koutarou is a guy of 'all work and all play make jack the best boy", so he never walks into your room, empty-handed. With his heavy and girthy cock inside your butt hole, having you seated on his lap, he abuses your cunt with a Hitachi wand. He has a great precision about pace and intensity along with a bad habit of talking, talking about things like, "Think you can play with your boobs, angel?" And with that heat pooling in your vagina, unable to glide against him you just obey without hesitation. He snorts before murmuring, "that's it. good girl." "Now try not to scream", he warns before maximizing the intensity.

Delta! Tetsurō Kuroo is a man of exquisite taste and neat habits but he often falters when he is in his heat. He is quite popular in clubs since he tips heavily. Generally, the girls fight over him and he certainly would not mind buying them all at once but unlike other days, he has none to share today. So, he is just here to clear his foggy mind. One thing about Delta! Tetsurō Kuroo is that he either warms in the flogging room when he is not in his rut or by a lap dance is enough if he is in the cycle. But he never fucks the girl who greets him during the warm-up session, and always tends to pick another beta; so the girls rarely greet him in the common room. He knows all the girls are clean and hence he does not use condoms, ever. But today, he is not with his partner, and when you were done in the warm-up session he caught you by surprise by his hand kneading your ass. It was tempting but when he shoved his hands inside that thin panty, he knew he had to fuck you. His fingers were slick when he pulled them out. His bashful eyes and embarrassing red cheeks were an open invitation to his pre-rut urges. "WHICH ONE?" , he asks and you guide him to your room, leaving all the other girls stunned. Delta! Tetsurō Kuroo is a man of exquisite taste and neat habits; no one thought he would break his routine just because a mere beta greeted him but only Kuro knew you were one of a kind, ready to bend your limits and test his when he denied every peaking orgasm and you did not beg. Luckily, his pre-rut hormones were acting, that made him fuck you, watch your belly swell with his seed.

Sigma! Oikawa Tooru is a man of experiments and observation although he is primarily here by his beta, Iwaizumi Hajime. During the first session, Iwaizumi points out the girls he has fucked witless and who kept up till the end when he tapped out. They'll even watch a couple of pole dances and stripteases till the sigma male becomes comfortable and settles in with an option. That was his first time when Sigma!Oikawa Tooru had a taste of lust. Days after, he is back again and alone this time. He did not miss your occasional stares while his friend was inside you and Oikawa was jacking off as he watched you cream on another cock. The moment he enters he does not waste time in warm-up sessions. Thanks to your ongoing heat cycle, he could spot you from your scent even if you were in your bunny outfit, masked. He does not back off from stealing you from alpha even though you were already reserved. "Oh please, I'll be quick," he remarks to the booth holder, eyes strictly on your exposed outfit. Now, an alpha has paid for you and wants you during your heat cycle and this man walks in like he literally owns the place. But nobody can't say no to money and even if you could, you did not. "Just let my client know that I'm still preparing", was all you said before you dragged him into your room. As soon as the door was closed, he was a different man, a statue. You pondered if he became nervous just; like the other day since it was probably his second visit after all but turns out he came with plans. With the heat pooling in between your panties, he did not waste to abuse it further. Sigma! Oikawa Tooru is a man of experiments and observation; "How long have you been thinking of me? every day? every night? ", he rasps while fingering you being in a collected composure. "every moment, sir", you chimed with a smirk. That was not what he expected, he wanted you to finger till you beg him to stop. And that was all it took to push him on the bed and fuck him witless.

Gamma!Rintarō Suna is a boy of secrets and sweet lies. With his dearest friend, Omega!Osamu Miya, Rin tends to pick the betas on his friend's recommendation. Why would he not? Especially when the girls tell him how much better he is than the blonde one. "come on that's something you should never tell in presence of that cute brother of his", he chimes, and when the girl giggles sitting prettily on his lap, naked and exposed, cockwarming him, he knew he did his job well: to know which girls have the most chances of being knotted by the blonde omega. After all, it is one of his duties to watch the twins back. But Gamma!Rintarō Suna never shares his options, not even with his alpha, Kita. He never starts to pick that particular girl until Osamu is perfectly washed out in pleasure having the oh-so vanilla aftercare. After his 'show-off' warm-up session, he prefers to eat pussy, watch the girl scream in pleasure, and with their hands tied to a spreader bar he can even jack off while lapping the juices of her arousal. He loves how the girl squirms and begs for him to stop. He rarely fucks. Why? because he can't risk knotting someone especially when he is in charge of lecturing a certain someone else and oh my ! he loves his job. He will taste anything and everything that does not have a whiff of vanilla. He is very fond of pet play and when you're done stretching yourself out while sucking him off, he will gladly fuck your ass having a vibrator inside your pussy. Don't you dare deny him, he won't let you cum if you refuse his forward behaviors. Gamma!Rintarō Suna is a boy of secrets and sweet lies. He will tell you how you're how he is addicted to your pussy and get all the names of rebels that have ever fucked you just to spite them later by telling, "y/n huh? she did mention you lasted just two rounds"

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wildandsmile · 7 months

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When he licks your tears off your cheeks as he thrusts his cock deep into your womb, caressing your clit as you buck your hips into his fingers and your legs become numb, waiting for yet another orgam to rip out of you. How long the two of you had been going at it was a blur; all you could think about was the way your walls felt as they closed in on his quivering cock with each of his quick thrust. He couldn't have asked for more, with his hardren cock pumping in and out of your overstimulated cunt, creating a milky ring at the base of his cock. And don't get him started on how adorable you looked to him in your teary state, with your makeup smeared and your hair a mess because of him.O that only fuel his passion it was like everytime he looked at you he could feel the blood rush to his cock. He would never get over your fucked out face and just how cute you looked crying as you got filled up by him. “Fuck the way you cry and moan out my name sweetheart makes me think you really don’t want me to stop”

Gojo, Sukuna (real form), Geto Tendou, Iwaizumi, Kuroo, Childe, Ayato, Wriothtesley, Bakugou, Shindo, Dabi, Mihawk, Shanks, Zoro, Sae, Oliver, Shidou, Mikey, Sanzu and Taiju

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bitch-for-bo · 2 years

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A Princess in Peril (Iwaizumi Hajime x Chubby reader)

POST TIME SKIP; NSFW

one of the besties asked for a part 2 to princess crybaby....and while I don't usually write part twos.... I really wanted to try and deliver.

please enjoy

pt. 1

WARNING: IWA IS A DOBERMAN BF

Iwa felt like he was experiencing deja vu.

He watched with a scowl on his face as you paraded around in your favorite skimpy bikini, interacting with the Olympic men's volleyball team members. He wondered how you’d slipped out of the house without him noticing, and he wondered just what you were trying to accomplish prancing around like that, barely covered, with that devilishly sweet smile on your face.

Iwa couldn’t see your eyes through the tint of your heart-shaped sunglasses but there was no doubt in his mind that you were glancing over at him every once and a while, just to make sure he was watching you.

His frown deepened when you “accidentally” spilled your beer down the front of your top, giggling about how clumsy you were as you accepted paper towels and cleaned yourself off, giving everyone in your immediate vicinity an opportunity to stare at your chest.

The deja vu was due to the shit he was hearing from his team members as he watched you, the comments they made reminding him of how Mattsun and Maki had talked about you back before the two of you had reconciled. As if the world was also against him today, you were even wearing the exact same swimsuit that you had been wearing in that god-forsaken Instagram post that had pretty much started this whole ordeal.

Iwa was getting more and more disgruntled by the second, but in all reality, the situation wasn’t that bad. Were a couple of guys staring? Duh! By this point in your life, you were used to people staring at you, there was nothing quiet about your appearance or personality so, of course, they stared.

And you hadn’t actually meant to spill your drink, was it fun to see Hajime so worked up? Once again… duh… but you’d never actually TRY to make him upset with you.

That was why when you saw a certain someone was also in attendance of the little party/get together, you did your best to avoid them.

Unfortunately for you, Rintarō had already caught sight of you and was determined to

‘Play catch up’

You had met Rin two or so years ago, back at the tattoo parlor (the olympian was surprisingly tatted with work lining the better two-thirds of his torso as well as his shoulders and back).

You were pretty much fresh into college, only having 1 semester under your belt, and while you’d started receiving some male attention around campus, you were still largely insecure and unsure of how to carry yourself, and that’s when you met Suna. He was never particularly sweet or overly kind to you, but he was one hell of a charmer.

And you….. being you….. used to be a fucking sucker for the charming ones.

Was it fun? You suppose… but it also ended with you sobbing over a bottle of wine to your friends as they tried desperately to console you after you’d assumed that a man, who definitely looked and acted like a player, wouldn’t play you.

Anyways, long story short, flings were called flings for a reason and you were totally and completely over him.

It just seemed really cruel of the universe to drop him into this party. But maybe he wouldn’t remember you… you had really changed since he last saw you, you’d fully come out of your shell and you liked to think that you were a completely different person than you’d been two years ago.

And you were right…….almost.

You had changed a lot…. But that still didn’t keep Suna from recognizing you.

As soon as he had caught sight of you, there was an itch in his brain… he knew that he’d seen you somewhere before but he just couldn’t put his finger on where.

But as soon as he saw you smiling at his athletic trainer, laughing at something he’d said, he knew exactly who you were.

You were a fun one…. always pouting to get what you wanted.

He wondered if you still worked at that little shop, after ending what you’d had, he had never gone back there. It was a shame too, he really liked the work he’d gotten done there… of course, he liked the little receptionist’s ‘work’ a lot more.

He also wondered just what you were doing here? This was a thing for the team and their families so unless you’d gotten hitched to one of his teammates in the two years (which he doubted with how young you looked), one of his teammates just so happened to be a brother to the cute crybaby receptionist he’d met.

You weren’t nervous about Suna’s presence because you were still attracted to him. While he was tall and very good-looking, you were definitely over him. You were nervous because you’d felt his eyes on you on and off for the last 30 minutes and Hajime had just left you to go and get another beer from the cooler.

It hadn’t even been a full two minutes since Hajime had left when you heard a,

“It’s been a while..”

You almost couldn’t stop the wince from overtaking your face as you heard Suna’s voice from behind you, feeling his gaze burning your ass.

He chuckled at the way you tensed at his voice, now that he was finally up close, he could appreciate you in whole.

He wasn’t even ashamed as his view settled on your hips, before sinking down to your ass. Since coming out of the water, you’d put on a cover-up, but it was almost laughable how sheer the thing was, the wrap doing nothing for your modesty, if anything it just made you look like a ditz, thinking a tiny little chiffon robe would cover you properly.

Not that he was complaining, he’d always liked his women with a little more to offer, in fact, seeing you at that party was reminding him that you were just how he liked his women, plush and comfortable to hold, easy to get lost in, and even easier to make cry.

Suna noticed that you’d come out of your shell quite nicely in the two years. In his opinion, this version of you was much better, much cuter… you looked so confident as you mingled with the team and their families, nothing like the person he’d known then. You held eye contact and refused to shrink in on yourself, despite the criminally revealing outfit you were sporting.

But still, no matter how confident you now appeared, Suna knew that with girls like you, all it took was a little bit of smooth-talking to turn you back into the stumbling, flustered mess he used to have so much fun tormenting.

You put a brave face on. The whole ‘relationship’ hadn’t ended super poorly. You hadn’t embarrassed yourself by admitting your feelings to him, the two of you (or rather mainly him) had just kind of… drifted apart. So hopefully you could play it all off in a friendly ‘haven’t seen you in forever’ type of way. Or at least keep Suna at bay until Hajime got back.

“Suna? Is that you?” you asked, hoping your tone and smile were convincing enough for the tall hitter to believe your ‘play dumb’ plan.

He nodded as you offered him a small hug, trying to keep the contact brief and the conversation short. But Rintarō, of course, had other plans, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you much closer than necessary, shamelessly enjoying the feeling of your body against his.

Your face burned as you felt his toned physique against you, he was nowhere close to as built as Hajime, but that didn’t change the fact that you were pressed up against a shirtless man that you used to sleep around with.

“How have you been?” he asked, finally letting you go, only to stand far too close to you, making you crane your neck just to look the 6’3” asshole in the face. He just stood there grinning as (you suspected) he glanced straight down your top.

“Ehh… you know… gettin’ by…” that was the response you usually used in situations like this, you really didn’t want this to last any longer than it had to, so you decided that you needed to be as bland as possible when it came to your answers.

“You still work at that shop?”

“Yep.”

“I’ve been thinking about getting another piece done there….”

“Really?” you asked, unsure about whether to believe if Rin was actually asking about a booking or if he merely wanted to bring up your past.

“Yeah, the last one I got there was nice…. you remember that one?”

Fuck.

You had just gotten your nerves to calm down a little bit. Now he was mentioning that fucking tattoo?

That little fucking tattoo that sat on the right side of his hip, the one that he made you ‘kiss better’.

You nodded, hopefully, he could feel how awkward this was for you….

“-been thinking about getting a matching one on the other side..”

Nope.

You cleared your throat and stepped away from him.

“That’s too bad…” you offered a half-ass frown, “the artist that worked on that one left a couple of months ago…”

A total lie. A complete fabrication designed to get him off of the topic of his pelvic tats and hopefully away from you.

“You still have other artists don’t you?”

You were incredibly tempted to say no, but before you got the chance Rin was already moving on.

“By the way,” he smirked, his eyes flitting down to your chest again before briefly landing on a point over your shoulder and then coming back to your face. “When'd ya ditch the piercings?”

“Piercings?”

Your eyes widened and you felt panic set in when you heard Hajime’s voice from behind you.

You automatically knew what Suna was referring to, and to refer to it in front of Hajime was humiliation that you would never recover from if fully discussed.

“Hey man.” Suna greeted, offering his hand to Hajime for one of those weird man handshakes/hugs, keeping your eyes the entire time.

You debated on giving him a ‘don’t you even dare’ look, but Rin was the kind of guy who you knew would do it anyway, especially if you asked him not to.

The men exchanged brief greetings before Hajime stepped back towards you to rest a hand on your back, an action that of course didn’t go unnoticed by Rin as his eyes glinted with what you feared was a devilish interest.

Hajime turned towards you.

“I didn’t know you knew Suna? I didn’t know you had any piercings.”

Of fucking course he remembered the ‘piercings’ thing.

Luckily, you beat Suna to the punch and responded to your boyfriend, hoping to stop the damage before it started.

“Yeah, he used to come into the shop to get work done.”

“Yeah we’ve known each other for a while… ‘course she’s changed quite a bit since then”

You barely stopped yourself from glaring at him.

And while you prayed that, despite the suggestive tone Rin said it in, Hajime wouldn't look into his words too much, but almost as soon as he’d said it, Hajime’s fingers had pressed a bit further into your skin.

And just like that, Suna ruined everything. With that little sentence, he’d started a silent war with your doberman boyfriend. The good-natured air of their conversation quickly turned bitter as Hajime watched Suna cautiously, making the taller man’s eyes shine in a way that Hajime didn’t particularly like.

“And the piercings?” Hajime asked.

You shrugged as casually as you could.

“Not my style… I got bored of them.”

Suna scoffed.

This time you did glare at him and luckily he didn’t say anything else on the matter, just turned his attention back towards Hajime.

“So how do you know each other?”

“We grew up together”

“....funny….she never mentioned you…”

“Same goes for you..”

The tension between the two men was definitely palpable. It was so uncomfortable that you somehow decided that you’d be better off just letting them do what they were gonna do.

“Hey…” you turned to Hajime, “I’m gonna go get another drink…”

Hajime just nodded, not willing to break the maintained eye contact with Rin. You just sighed, pressing a quick kiss to his jaw before making your escape towards the coolers.

Hajime’s cautious stare quickly turned into a glare as you walked away from them and he watched Suna glance at your retreating figure, no doubt staring at your hips as you tried your best to get away quickly.

Hajime genuinely couldn't believe the luck he’d been having.

First, it was just a couple of off-handed comments made by his teammates, now it was an old flame who was very much looking to cause trouble? And what piercings? And what did Suna mean you changed A LOT?? You must’ve known him within the last 3 years, just how different could you get within 3 years???

It was all making Hajime quite irritable. He should’ve snatched you away from Rintarō the second he’d seen the two of you talking from where he’d been standing at the coolers. There was nothing innocent about how Suna was looking at you, and while Hajime didn’t doubt your loyalty or love for him for a single second, the last thing he wanted was for you to feel uncomfortable.

After you left, the conversation (if you could even call it that) mostly consisted of back-handed, passive-aggressive, thinly veiled statements mostly about you. And without you there to get upset or flustered, Rintarō quickly lost interest.

You were incredibly thankful as you watched Suna leave to go join the beach volleyball match from your spot at the coolers, and as soon as you deemed him a safe distance away, you rejoined Hajime.

Neither of you talked for a good 30 seconds.

Hajime would never judge you for your past, especially when he was the world’s biggest asshole to you for the better half of 10 years. He was just frustrated that it was with one of his teammates. One that was no doubt taller and leaner than him, one that was objectively ‘prettier’ than him.

Hajime finally spoke up.

“So…. tall with tattoos is your type?”

You smiled. You knew that Hajime wasn’t serious, but you also didn’t want him feeling the slightest bit insecure or like you’d EVER consider going back to Rin.

“I only really look for one thing in my men.”

Hajime hummed, his hand returning to its place on your back, this time hooking his thumb into the waistband of your bottoms, over your cover-up.

“And what is that?” he mumbled, using his grip on your bottoms to coax you closer.

You just giggled and wrapped your arms around his torso, appreciating the firmness of the muscle but also appreciating that Hajime wasn’t nearly as lean as Rin.

“Biceps” you giggled. Earning you a scoff and a light tap on the ass.

Hajime was about to say something else, but before the words could get out, he was being called over to the match by a couple of his teammates, and while at first, he refused, the peer pressure and your excited encouragement made him leave your side to play.

You watched the boys play as you sat in the sand with a couple of the other family members and partners of the men that were playing, nursing a hard seltzer and hoping that Hajime had at least put a little bit of sunscreen on.

After about 15 minutes, you found yourself going back to the coolers to replenish your drink.

You were bent over the cooler, digging through the ice to find your favorite drink, not aware that you were giving an approaching Rintarō a free show.

“So….” he started, shocking you as you snapped straight up, letting out a noise of surprise.

“When are you working next? Like I said, I’m thinking of getting another piece done at your shop.”

You peered at him, obviously suspicious as to if he was being serious or once again trying to talk in some oddly perverse way.

“I told you that your artist is gone.” you decided to drop any pleasantry you’d attempted to maintain earlier, not after he practically threw you under the bus with Hajime.

“I don’t care about the artist, as long as you're working..”

You took a step away from Rin, rolling your eyes.

“What??” he asked, his tone slightly berating as he took a step towards you, “since when are you against a little bit of fun?”

He leaned closer to you, “what? You get a little boyfriend and suddenly your legs are closed to everyone else?”

Your mouth popped open in shock. Rin had been dancing around it for the last couple of hours, but he finally came out and said it…..

“Excuse me…” you hissed, taking another step away from him.

Suna just chuckled before reaching out and pinching your side, making you yelp as you slapped his hand away, making him laugh more.

He took another step towards you, and you could feel the anxiety building inside of you.

“Come on….” He teased, “I’m just kidding….. your little boyfriend can come too if he wants….”

“Stop it.” you stepped away.

“You can show him all of the tricks I taught you…” another step closer

“Suna I said stop it.” another step away

“What?.... oh ….he already knows your tricks?...tch…” he tutted, taking another step. “..what a naughty girl…”

You couldn’t tell if it was the humiliation, the frustration, or the sheer anxiety, but something about the situation was close to putting you over the edge.

You could feel the familiar burn behind your eyes and you knew that he needed to get away from this douchebag before he could make you cry.

“Rintarō I said st-fuck!” you gasped as you went to take another step back but your heel got tangled up with a beach bag that you’d accidentally backed into. The fall was definitely not very graceful as you felt your legs giving out from under you.

You tried to fix yourself, trying to fall into the least compromising position, but the shifty sand under your feet had other plans, you found yourself hitting the ground, pain shooting up your leg as you definitely managed to twist your ankle.

You winced as Suna just laughed above you, obviously thinking it was just another one of your clumsy trip-ups.

That pushed you over the edge, you felt the tears gathering in your eyes as you looked around, trying to make sure that no one else witnessed it.

As you scanned the strip of beach that your party was occupying, your eyes somehow met Hajime’s. He had just come up from a receiving dive when he caught sight of you. You watched as the smile quickly dropped from his face, no doubt as he briefly looked at your situation.

Anyone could tell after only a split second of observation that it wasn’t good. You were sitting in the sand, feet tangled in bag handles while Suna laughed above you. And while to the uninformed spectator it might look lighthearted and clumsy, Hajime could tell by the way that your shoulders were tensed, that you were fighting back tears.

So he dismissed himself and headed your way, ready to raise hell and injure one of his players if necessary.

“See..” Suna sighed, finally through with laughing, “you get yourself so worked up that-” he stopped when he saw the tears in your eyes.

Now that took him back.

He said something under his breath that you couldn’t catch, but you didn’t care as relief flooded your body at the sight of Hajime approaching you.

“Now let m-”

You didn’t even let him finish his sentence

“Hajime…”

“Hey Baby, what happened?”

Hajime’s tone was gentle as he crouched down to untangle your feet, frowning when you winced as he moved your left ankle.

“Fell…” you mumbled, you still weren’t able to look him or Rintarō in the face in fear you’d totally lose it if you did. You could barely mutter out the one word without wanting to break into sobs.

And both men next to you could tell….

“It’s no biggie, she just stumbled. I can take her over to get some ice on her ankle..” Suna offered, crouching to your side, prepared to wrap your arm around his shoulders and hoist you up.

“I got it…” Iwa stopped him, a bit harshly at that.

“I am a professional.”

Suna just shrugged as Iwa wrapped your arm around his shoulder and helped you stand.

“Sorry about your ankle kid…I’ll come by the shop soon” Suna ‘apologized’ before throwing you a wink and sauntering back over to the volleyball game.

You felt Hajime’s shoulders tense and saw his jaw twitch as the two of you watched as Suna finally left you alone.

Without a word, he walked you up the beach and to his car, popping the trunk to the sport SUV and sitting you in the back, next to a backup cooler full of ice he’d brought.

God… all you wanted was to have a fun, relaxing day. Of course, this would happen to you… of course, Suna fucking Rintarō, an unforeseen and definitely unwanted surprise, would show up and ruin your and Hajime’s day.

You couldn’t help but kick yourself and you felt tears start dripping down your face. Once again, you felt like a burden to Hajime. He was your boyfriend, not your babysitter or your bodyguard.

You should’ve been able to handle Suna by yourself and yet here you sat, crying while your boyfriend made you an ice pack.

“Ok, here we go…. what’s wrong?” Hajime said, looking up to find you crying, “why’re you crying? This is no big deal baby… this ice is gonna make it feel better…”

The concern in his voice as he rubbed soothing circles against the top of your thigh with one hand, holding the ice against your ankle with the other, only made you cry harder.

“ ‘m sorry Hajime…” you whimpered, refusing to meet his eyes in fear that it would only make you more of a blubbering mess.

Iwa laughed, taking his hand off of your thigh to brush the hair out of your face, gently blowing air onto your cheeks to help you cool and calm down.

“I’m not mad at you dummy… I shouldn’t have left you with that asshole anyway… can’t have him stealing my girl, can I?”

“It’s not your job… to babysit me…” you muttered between taking shaky breaths, trying to calm yourself down and spare any passing beach-goers from having to hear your childish sobs.

Iwa scoffed before situating himself to stand between your thighs and wrapping his arms around you.

You took another deep breath, planting your face in his chest.

“Yes it is,” he mumbled against the top of your head. “..always been my job…always will be…”

You snorted against his t-shirt.

“Think about how bored I would be if I didn’t have a little crybaby to take care of... Who’s problems would I solve, huh?” he teased, laughing when you pinched him on the back in retaliation.

You tilted your head back to look at him, your chin resting on his chest.

“Really?”

Hajime smiled down at your tear-stained cheeks, your mascara was running and your lipgloss had been smudged, but he truly wouldn’t have you any other way.

“Really..” he placed his palm on the back of your neck, bringing your lips to his. Now that you’d calmed down and he was able to leave panic mode, he couldn’t help but admire how beautiful you were.

He hated that Suna was the reason you were crying, even if it made him mean, he wanted to be the only reason you’d ever cry.

You tasted like tears and hard lemonade, an… interesting combination but it was a taste that was making Hajime embarrassingly hard in his swim trunks.

Did he feel guilty for having a hard-on at a time like this? Sure…. But did the sight of your watery eyes and wobbly bottom lip almost completely swallow that guilt?

Definitely.

“Hajime…” you mumbled against his mouth as the unmistakable outline of his dick pressed against your thigh. “.....really?”

You were slightly unimpressed with your boyfriend, but you’d be lying if you said that watching him playing volleyball, sweating in the sun for that last hour hadn’t worked you up as well.

“Mmm….can’t help it Princess….you’re just too pretty…”

You rolled your eyes as you felt your face getting warm. Hajime’s lips left yours, making their way down to your jaw.

“Hajime… someone might see….” you whined, trying to push against his chest.

Your ankle was long forgotten, the ice-pack melting on the floor of the trunk while Iwa’s hands moved to hold your upper arms, leaning back to look at you.

Fuck he was hot……

The freckles that sat on his nose, the beads of sweat rolling down his neck, he even made the sunburn on the tops of his ears look sexy… and somehow the devilish, shit-eating grin on his face only made you want him more.

“I gotta make you feel better don’t I baby?”

That’s what led to you being pressed up against the wall of a changing room about a half-mile away from the beach party.

“Fuck- Haji-....please… go slow…” you panted, your fingers gripping into his hair as you tried as best as you could to grind against his face.

You didn’t know how you were managing to balance in this tiny-ass room. Hajime had one of your thighs tossed over his shoulder as he used one hand to keep it in place and the other to support your standing leg as he ran his tongue against your clit again, pulling another shaky breath from you.

“Shhh….” he mumbled, his voice muttered due to the fact he had his head squished between your thighs, “lemme take care of you Baby…” he swiped your clit once more before pushing his tongue into you, inhaling the scent of your cunt through his nose as your thighs squished against his head, cutting off his air supply even more.

You were biting the back of your hand, trying to quiet yourself as Hajime ate you out like it was his fucking job, feeling every pant against your core as his tongue dipped in and out of you, preparing you to be fucked within an inch of your life.

If anyone came into the building the two of you were toast… you’d never get over the humiliation, you’d have to die on the spot…..

And yet the thought of getting caught with the hottest man on earth sandwiched between your thighs, groaning as if he got more pleasure from this than you did, made you impossibly wetter.

Which Hajime definitely noticed, moaning into your cunt as his hips jerked forward, his cock straining against his swim trunks as he chased after any friction he could get.

“You’re so fucking hot Princess….” he groaned, making you yelp as he surprised you with a small nip against your hood, his bottom teeth barely catching your clit.

The pain made your torso fold over, one hand shooting out to grip the wall harder while the other dug your nails into his scalp.

“Fuuckk…” you whined, your hips jerking as Hajime moaned against you, “Hajimee…”

Iwa knew just what he was doing as he felt your thighs beginning to tense around his head. He needed to give you at least one high before he even thought about fucking you on his cock, he needed to make sure you were wet enough for him to slip in and fuck every thought out of your pretty little head.

Suna had gotten under his skin, and the only way to get the annoying male out of his head was to fuck you hard enough to forget the cocky volleyball player's name.

“Come on Baby…” he cooed, using the arm wrapped around your thigh to pull you even further onto his face, “Just a little more…just a little more then I’ll stuff this pretty little pussy for you okay?”

He dove back into your cunt, making you cry against your hand, biting into it so hard you swore you must’ve drawn blood.

“Stop!” you gasped, feeling that familiar little tug in your gut as your thighs started to shake even harder, the exhaustion setting in as you desperately rode Hajime’s face. You couldn’t even find it in yourself to be concerned as you cut off his air supply again, too busy chasing your rising high.

“Haji- stop….’m close…”

This is how Iwa wanted to spend the rest of his life, with your thighs wrapped around his head and all of his senses flooded with you, your scent, your taste, your everything.

Your first orgasm hit you like a freight train, you felt it wash over you just as your legs finally decided to give out. Luckily Hajime was still there to catch you, groaning as you finally put your full weight on his shoulders, something he’d been trying to get you to do the whole time.

But Hajime didn’t have time to enjoy the feeling of your weight against him, not with the way his cock was painfully tenting his shorts, staining the fabric with pre, twitching with every pulse of your cunt he felt against his lips.

He carefully took you off of his shoulders, helping you to stand, chuckling when you glared at him as you wobbled like a newborn deer.

You grumbled a small ‘shut up’ before once again being manhandled against the wall.

“Are you ready baby?” Hajime asked, one hand on your hips and the other against your shoulder, pressing your tits into the wall, making your back arch in a way you knew you’d feel the next day.

Your legs were still wobbling and you wondered if Hajime was really gonna make you stay like this.

“Not enough room Hajime…”

You could feel the tops of your thighs still rubbing against each other, Hajime wouldn’t be able to fit, not in this position.

Hajime just scoffed before bringing his hand down against your ass, his other hand quickly covering your mouth as a surprised yelp left your lips. He leaned in, his lips pressing against your ear.

“Not enough room?...”

You felt his hand trail from the curve of your ass down to the bottom, sliding two fingers between your cheeks, using your cum to easily glide between the fat of your thighs.

“Looks how wet you are princess…..” he groaned, watching his hand disappear between the plush of your thighs, feeling the soft skin pressing against him in all directions.

“I bet I can just….fuck…..”

You hadn’t even noticed Hajime slip his cock out of his shorts, he rubbed the tip of it against your thighs before pushing it between them, making your face burn in embarrassment as he started fucking into them.

“Fuckkkk…..” he hissed, gripping your hips, using them as leverage to push into your thighs like his own personal toy, the slick feeling of your cum wetting his cock, daring him to slip it into your cunt.

“Hajime….” you whimpered, feeling your cunt flutter around nothing as his mouth attached itself to your neck, licking and biting its way up your jaw.

“Shhhh Princess…..you feel so good for me….”

You couldn’t take it much longer, the pressure you could feel against the lips was driving you crazy as you prayed that Hajime’s hips would finally slip and finally thrust up into you.

“..please….”

He chuckled at your desperation, grateful that you were needing him just as much as he was needing you. He knew that this wasn’t going to last a long time, not with how hard his cock was, not with how good you felt molded around him.

“Are you ready for Daddy’s cock Princess?”

“Fuck- please…” you pleaded, nodding.

Hajime brought a hand up to your neck, wrapping his fingers around it to pull your head back, forcing your back into a sharp arch as you brought your mouth against his, groaning when he tasted the salt on your lips.

Were you already crying?

Fuck…he didn’t know how much longer he could hold on. He needed to be in you…

“So pretty when you cry for me Baby…” he whispered against your lips, releasing your throat as his hands resumed their position on your hips.

He could feel you shaking as he slid his fingers between your thighs again, making sure you were wet enough for him before taking his cock and slowly pushing into you, groaning as you sucked him in.

“Fuck princess…. You’re so fucking tight…..” he grunted, nails digging into your skin as he willed himself to go slowly. “...don’t know how long I can hold on…”

“..no…not slow….. Need you….”

That was all Hajime needed.

The pace he set was ruthless, making your mouth pop open in shock as he started to pound into your pussy at breakneck speed, bullying into it like you owed him money.

Neither of you could even get a word out, too busy gasping for air as your whole body shook with each snap of his hips. You didn’t know if you could handle it, the feeling of his cock head ramming into your g-spot with each thrust as you practically sobbed against the wall.

Even if you were to ask him to slow down, who knows if Hajime would even hear it. Right now, he had tunnel vision, and the only end in sight was him fucking you full of his cum as you cried.

You were just so warm, even if his cock was to accidentally slip out of your cunt, the feeling of your thighs swallowing him was almost just as heavenly. You made him feel like a horny teenager again, and the sounds you were making for him were worse than pornographic.

Your legs were burning while trying to hold yourself up, while the wall was helping a little, Hajime was just going too hard for you to hold on.

“Shit….” you gasped, feeling your knees slowly give, you clawed at the wall, hoping there was something to grab onto.

But before you could fall any further, Hajime had one strong arm wrapped around your chest, his thick bicep digging into your tits as he held your weight up, still using his other hand to piston your hips against him.

“Biceps, huh Baby?” he teased, pulling your back closer to his chest.

You laughed, which instantly morphed into a high pitched whine as the new angle you’d created allowed Hajime to thrust even deeper into you.

“Fuck baby….I’m close…” Hajime groaned, feeling you tighten around his cock. You cried even harder as you felt his hand leave your hip, wrapping around your stomach to push between your thighs, pressing quick circles into your clit.

“No…”you choked out, your nails dragging across Hajimes arm, leaving angry red trails against the thick muscle, making him hiss and pinch your clit to keep you still.

“Please…too hard….” you begged despite the feeling of your high pushing its way through your gut.

“Shit.. ‘m sorry Baby…can’t slow down…feels too good..”

Hajime winced as his balls started to tense,

“...’m gonna cum Baby….where do you want me?”

You could barely process what he was asking, the burning in your stomach making you forget how to talk, all you could do was choke out wet breaths between sobs, whining about how good you felt.

Hajime waited, he waited for you to tell him but he couldn’t stop pounding into you until he finally felt his end slam into him.

He buried himself in you with a groan, spilling into you and pulling your second orgasm from you as you cried and shook against him, fucking yourself back onto his cock, riding out your orgasm as he tried to recover from his.

When you finally came down, you realized just how sore your legs were, your thighs and calves burning as you collapsed back into Hajime, grateful for his strength as he held you up and helped you pull your bikini back up.

“Haji-..” you whined, the feeling of his cum leaking out onto your thighs making you burn in embarrassment, “I can’t go back out like this…it’s dirty…”

Iwa just grinned, slipping your cover-up back onto you and pinching your ass.

“Anyone who’s looking at you that close is gonna have a lot more to worry about that cleanliness.”

Hajime redressed himself, and after having to listen to a bit of whining he helped you clean up, mumbling the whole time about how ‘you’re a brat’ and how ‘you’re gonna pay later’ to which you replied that you were gonna be too sore to do anything for the next week (to which Hajime just laughed and teased you some more).

Eventually the two of you ‘casually’ left the changing stall. You were praying that no one noticed the two of you’s absence or the way you were practically limping (something you could luckily blame on your ankle injury).

And luckily no one really noticed your disappearance, one person asked Hajime where you’d been but ever the smooth one, he just pointed to your slightly swollen ankle and said that he’d been tending to it.

You were also grateful that since rejoining, you hadn’t seen Suna at all, in fact, you didn’t see him until the very end of the night, when he came up to you and Hajime, offering Iwa one last back-handed statement and tossing you a wink promising that you’d been seeing him at the shop soon.

And that was that, you and Hajime were walking back to his car, exhausted but content as you wrapped your arm in his. You were so relieved that the whole ordeal was over….or at least you thought it was.

Iwa couldn’t get the threat of Suna out of his head. He had no doubt that the man would show up at the shop so he informed you, that unfortunately if Suna was gonna be lurking around the shop, he’d also have to hang around there more,

….for protection, ya’ know?

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