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kurooh · 5 days
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i guess i won’t be writing any more threesomes…
6:41 pm
☆ 18+ content, timeskip! bokuto kōtarō & akaashi keiji.
( imagine bokuto and akaashi tag teaming you like, you're on your hands and knees, bokuto fucks ur face and akaashi fucks u from behind </3 ) — @arminscanongf
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keiji spreads your ass cheeks, craning his neck to get closer to you. he sucks on your clit, and takes a hand off your ass; you moan as kōtarō’s cock slips into your mouth, your throat stretching as you take him deep.
“oh, that’s so fucking good,” kōtarō whines, weakly rutting into your mouth, but remembering his prior agreement. keiji made him swear to not fuck your face until he was fucking your pussy; he wanted everything to happen at the same time.
heat coils and twists in your pelvis, your pussy dripping onto keiji’s face. two of his large fingers push into you, and he feels his eyes roll back at the way you suck him in. you whimper desperately, the ache of being on your hands and knees forgotten as you throw your ass back onto keiji’s face, trying to get his fingers deeper.
kōtarō feels himself grow harder as he watches keiji eat your pussy, his balls suddenly feeling too full. he selfishly hopes you’ll cum so he can hear those perfect moans, and then he can fuck your throat. he slides his hips back, letting you breathe, and it’s an amazing decision.
“fuckfuckfuck, keiji, keiji ‘m gonna cum, ‘m gonna—” you smash your head into the sheets, your whole body twitching with the strength of your orgasm. he doesn’t give you more than a few seconds to relax before you feel his tip between your sticky folds — your head lifts and you moan desperately, opening your mouth quickly to receive kōtarō’s cock.
grunting, kōtarō pushes his cock into your mouth, moving closer to you and pulling your head down on it so his thick cock goes deeper. all you can see is kōtarō’s pubes, but above you they exchange some sort of glance and both start moving their hips at the same time.
large hands gently yet firmly grip each side of your head as kōtarō fucks your face, your throat squelching as you moan. keiji’s got a hand on your left hip while the other rests on your ass cheek, delivering the occasional smack; he pounds you fast and deep, panting.
sandwiched between them, you lose yourself in the pleasure. as much as you can, you throw your ass back onto keiji, wishing you could pull him deeper. tears trickle down your face, and your jaw nearly clenches down when keiji sneaks a few fingers to your clit, quickly rubbing tight circles.
your hands and knees tire, but keiji fucks the pain away while kōtarō gives you something to suck on for comfort. keiji’s fingers are rough on your clit and you gasp, choking further on kōtarō’s cock. your chest starts to heave, and you feel yourself crying on their cocks. muffled sobs on kōtarō’s cock as you cry out in between each of his strokes: “oh, that feels so good!”
finally he pulls his hips back and starts to jerk himself off. your ass claps against keiji’s pelvis and your back bows, your head falling towards the sheets yet again. “keiji!”
“angel—” he chokes out, fucking you faster and harder, “we’re gonna cum together.”
shaking, you lift your head and take kōtarō’s cock into your mouth, crying desperately as your orgasm hurdles towards you. when you cum, it feels like the pleasure lasts a lifetime. your pussy clenches and spasms on keiji’s cock, and he moans loudly, tossing his head back. “oh, i’m gonna fucking c-cum.”
“fill ‘er up, ‘kaashi.” at kōtarō’s direction, he presses his tip deep inside you and cums, heat rushing through you as you shake. you hear a groan and your head is held down as kōtarō cums in your throat, the both of them filling you up effectively.
like a toy, they keep playing with you, switching positions to continue sharing.
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kurooh · 9 days
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6:41 pm
☆ 18+ content, timeskip! bokuto kōtarō & akaashi keiji.
( imagine bokuto and akaashi tag teaming you like, you're on your hands and knees, bokuto fucks ur face and akaashi fucks u from behind </3 ) — @arminscanongf
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keiji spreads your ass cheeks, craning his neck to get closer to you. he sucks on your clit, and takes a hand off your ass; you moan as kōtarō’s cock slips into your mouth, your throat stretching as you take him deep.
“oh, that’s so fucking good,” kōtarō whines, weakly rutting into your mouth, but remembering his prior agreement. keiji made him swear to not fuck your face until he was fucking your pussy; he wanted everything to happen at the same time.
heat coils and twists in your pelvis, your pussy dripping onto keiji’s face. two of his large fingers push into you, and he feels his eyes roll back at the way you suck him in. you whimper desperately, the ache of being on your hands and knees forgotten as you throw your ass back onto keiji’s face, trying to get his fingers deeper.
kōtarō feels himself grow harder as he watches keiji eat your pussy, his balls suddenly feeling too full. he selfishly hopes you’ll cum so he can hear those perfect moans, and then he can fuck your throat. he slides his hips back, letting you breathe, and it’s an amazing decision.
“fuckfuckfuck, keiji, keiji ‘m gonna cum, ‘m gonna—” you smash your head into the sheets, your whole body twitching with the strength of your orgasm. he doesn’t give you more than a few seconds to relax before you feel his tip between your sticky folds — your head lifts and you moan desperately, opening your mouth quickly to receive kōtarō’s cock.
grunting, kōtarō pushes his cock into your mouth, moving closer to you and pulling your head down on it so his thick cock goes deeper. all you can see is kōtarō’s pubes, but above you they exchange some sort of glance and both start moving their hips at the same time.
large hands gently yet firmly grip each side of your head as kōtarō fucks your face, your throat squelching as you moan. keiji’s got a hand on your left hip while the other rests on your ass cheek, delivering the occasional smack; he pounds you fast and deep, panting.
sandwiched between them, you lose yourself in the pleasure. as much as you can, you throw your ass back onto keiji, wishing you could pull him deeper. tears trickle down your face, and your jaw nearly clenches down when keiji sneaks a few fingers to your clit, quickly rubbing tight circles.
your hands and knees tire, but keiji fucks the pain away while kōtarō gives you something to suck on for comfort. keiji’s fingers are rough on your clit and you gasp, choking further on kōtarō’s cock. your chest starts to heave, and you feel yourself crying on their cocks. muffled sobs on kōtarō’s cock as you cry out in between each of his strokes: “oh, that feels so good!”
finally he pulls his hips back and starts to jerk himself off. your ass claps against keiji’s pelvis and your back bows, your head falling towards the sheets yet again. “keiji!”
“angel—” he chokes out, fucking you faster and harder, “we’re gonna cum together.”
shaking, you lift your head and take kōtarō’s cock into your mouth, crying desperately as your orgasm hurdles towards you. when you cum, it feels like the pleasure lasts a lifetime. your pussy clenches and spasms on keiji’s cock, and he moans loudly, tossing his head back. “oh, i’m gonna fucking c-cum.”
“fill ‘er up, ‘kaashi.” at kōtarō’s direction, he presses his tip deep inside you and cums, heat rushing through you as you shake. you hear a groan and your head is held down as kōtarō cums in your throat, the both of them filling you up effectively.
like a toy, they keep playing with you, switching positions to continue sharing.
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kurooh · 11 days
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10:17 pm.
☆ 18+ content, timeskip! kozume kenma.
( when kenma is feeling needy, he guides your hands to palm the lining of his semi hard dick. but you tease the shit out of him with a handjob until he shoves his cock and fucks your throat and cums on your face :) ) — anon
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“kenmaaaa,” you gently push your hand against the plush armrest of his gaming chair, huffing. “please come to bed so we can cuddle together.”
you’ve spent the past few hours on your phone, showering, making the bed, or begging your boyfriend to stop gaming on his computer. you scoot along in your own spinning chair, rolling close to him.
patiently, he says, “soon, baby. i’m almost done.” he adjusts his chair and armrest so you can lean into him and hug him a little. you do, burying your face into his neck and into the fuzz of his hoodie. he’s fighting in the game, his fingers moving swiftly over the keys and mouse. absentmindedly you begin to kiss at his neck, lips trailing over the soft skin and eventually moving upwards towards his jaw. he exhales quietly when you kiss below his ear, shifting his body slightly in his chair.
as you kiss him, you start to gently nip and then suck at his skin, and he finally lets out something between a sigh and a whine. kenma silently takes hold of your hand and places it onto his crotch; you feel the thick outline of his hard cock through his sweats. still, he doesn’t say anything, knowing you’ll understand what he wants.
“can i, ken?” your whisper is sweet and oh so inviting; all he can muster is a quiet ‘yes’. with his permission you tug at the strings of his sweatpants, lift the hem of his hoodie up to graze your hand along his warm belly.
kenma lifts his hips the second you start to pull his pants and underwear down, his cock bobbing as you move together. you open the small bottle of lube on his desk, squeezing some onto your hand, and then you wrap around him.
“mmm, please.” he sounds desperate and your teasing hasn’t even begun.
“please what, ken?”
“please finish what you started,” his words sound like a demand, and also a request at the same time. your lips part, you lean your head down, and you take his tip into your mouth, and he finally reacts. his head tips back, headphones sliding, his lips parting as he moans aloud.
you barely go past his tip, but make sure to tighten your mouth around his tip when you come back up. his thighs part when you start jerking him off, your tongue gliding over his tip now.
“how does that feel, baby?” your free hand squeezes his thigh as you look up at him curiously.
“perfect,” kenma pants, face scrunching as your grip tightens ever so slightly as your hand reaches his tip, then slides back down.
“well, try and focus on your game. wasn’t it soooo important before?” you joke, your hand speeding up as you go back down to lick his tip. his fingers aren’t moving as fast as they were before, and he seems quite distracted now. however, you still feel sour at the fact that he didn’t go to bed with you when you’d been asking for him to do so. you lick at his tip harder, more insistently, while your hand jerks him off faster.
a low, desperate sound tears from his lips and he turns to look at you, his chest heaving. “oh, baby,” his hips push towards your lips, trying to cum in your mouth. his cock tightens, and before he can explode, your hand falls away and you start to kitten lick his tip.
flushed and stunned you denied his orgasm, his eyebrows furrow. “what do you think you’re doing?” your fingers brush over his wet cock, your tongue gentle.
“you didn’t wanna come to bed with me,” you shrug, returning to gently sucking his tip. he grabs the armrest of his chair and squeezes it. frustrated at the slow speed you’re going at, kenma cups the back of your head and slams you down hard on his cock. looking up, you catch a glimpse of his satisfied smirk.
“take it, baby,” he hisses, twisting your hair in his fingers and slamming you up and down his cock. he groans when he hears you choke, your moans muffled by his cock.
“this ‘s what happens when you fucking tease me,” kenma spits, his movements growing rougher. he staves off his orgasm, enjoying this moment almost a little too much. to make things more difficult for you, he pushes his hips up as he slams you down, leaving you little room to breathe.
but, you love it. you’re moaning on his cock like a slut, tears rolling down your cheeks as you take him down your throat. eventually he can’t hold it back anymore, and moans and pants loudly. “fuck, i’m gonna fucking c-cum…” he yanks your head back, snatching his cock and aiming at your face.
you close your eyes just as cum shoots over your face, globs dripping down your nose and forehead. his cock twitches, extra cum flowing down the length. you carefully open your eyes, and stare into his; you reach towards your face, gathering some of the warm cum on your fingers. as though you’re sucking the last bits of sweetness from a popsicle stick, you push your fingers into your mouth. they emerge wet, with no trace of cum whatsoever.
you wink at him, wiping the cum off your face and eating it, and his cock twitches every single time. “okay, baby,” kenma exhales heavily, “don’t make me push you down again.”
when you laugh, he does too, and brings you in for a kiss.
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kurooh · 12 days
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HAIKYUU BRAINROT.
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☆ includes: timeskip! miya atsumu, miya osamu, oikawa tōru, kageyama tobio, semi eita, sakusa kiyōmi, kuroo tetsurō.
☆ warnings: 18+ content, f! reader, drug use [weed], oral (f&m receiving), lingerie, cream pies, dirty talk, slightly rough sex, praise, being tied up, blindfolds, mirror sex, 69, food play, shower sex, not proofread.
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waiting in lacy lingerie for atsumu the day before his birthday, rose petals strewn around the floor and leading to the bedroom. your skin illuminated by the soft candlelight of the bedroom, the lingerie accentuating every inch of your body. he gets home, kisses you, fingers you until you cum, whining his name. he reaches towards the nightstand, remembering to use a condom, but you stop him, tell him one of his gifts is going raw. excited, he pushes into you, and doesn’t last long. all he can think of is filling you up, using the cum as lube to keep going.
when the restaurant is vacant, and it’s just you and osamu, he sometimes loves to have dessert. more specifically, you for dessert. you take a can of whipped cream, specially tucked away in the very back of the office mini fridge for moments like these. you make swirls on your nipples, make a sloppy heart on your pelvis. eagerly, he sucks onto your nipples, biting and kissing each as his tongue makes quick work of the cream. then, he kisses down your body, staring at you hungrily as he licks your pelvis clean. he fingers you as you shakily make new designs on your skin. he takes your clit between his lips and sucks, savoring the taste. he thinks you’re sweeter than any kind of dessert.
you run to eita after his performance at a concert, grinding on him ever so slightly when you hug him, squeezing your tits together when you ask why he’s pissy. “get the hell in the dressing room,” he hissed, grabbing your hand tightly and dragging you along. a small breeze rushes up your skirt, brushing against your bare pussy. he pushes you in, turns to lock the door, and turns back to you. you jump onto him and kiss him; he catches you, and stumbles towards his cluttered desk with the lit mirror. with one arm, he sweeps everything off and places you down, yanking up your skirt to eat you out. he buries himself between your thighs, fingering and sucking and licking roughly, just the way you like it. your back arches when you cum, and you moan loudly, but he tells you to be quiet as he picks you up again and presses you against a nearby wall. he lifts your skirt again, yanks his pants down, and presses into you quickly. eita tucks his face into your neck, fucking you hard. his pelvis rubs against your clit as he fucks, causing you to cum on his cock — your orgasm spurs on his own, and though you were both supposed to be quiet, you cum loudly together. with you, he can’t even think about how he’ll have to play everything off with his friends when he steps out.
tōru takes a hit of the pen, slapping your ass and squeezing it as he exhales the smoke over your back. it’s warm and smooth, a contrast to how hot and rough he’s fucking your pussy. your eyes water as your mouth dries up, the heat of arousal itching all over inside your body. he passes it to you, and all you can do is grip it and the sheets as he groans, his eyes falling shut as he grips your hips and listens to the sounds of his balls smacking against your clit, his hips slapping into your ass. “that’s perfect tōru, that’s just how i want it,” you babble, your mind racing with thoughts of him. being high together is occasional, and it’s always some of the best sex with him. he gets off on praise, even more so when he’s high, his loud groans breaking into tiny moans as you cry his name. “you feel s-so good, i love it when you fuck me like this, please don’t stop,” you push your head down into the sheets and raise your ass against his hips more, arms shaking. he collapses onto your back with a wheezy sigh, moaning loudly as his cock pumps all of his cum into you. he always cums a lot, and harder, when he’s high; he cries into your shoulder as you weakly throw your ass back onto him, a signal to keep going.
water rushes over your lower back and ass as you scoot forward, closer to tobio’s thighs. his tip bumps the back of your throat and you fight a gag back, taking him as deep as you can. your lips are wrapped around his base, long strings of spit leaking from your lips; the water washes it away. “mmm, fuck,” he hisses, his hand cupping the back of your head as he tries his best not to slip. “you feel so good.” he pushes you into his pelvis, yanks you back and then down again steadily. he’s always loved fucking your face like this. gasping, his body curls forward, over your head, and he can’t hold himself back as his free hand grips onto the shower curtain. his cock slams down your throat, the feeling so tight your eyes can only water as you let out gurgly moans around his wet cock. when he cums, he holds you down against him, whining curses at the way you greedily swallow all of it. somehow, he doesn’t pull the shower curtain down. when you pull back, he kisses you immediately, tongue meshing with yours. tobio loves tasting a little bit of himself on your tongue.
one night, you and kiyoomi decide to try something new. he ties you up to the bed, your legs spread, your pussy wet, and a silky black blindfold wrapped around your head. you hear the sounds of clothes being folded and placed onto the bed in front of you, and you twist helplessly. “omi, i fucking need you.” he sighs shakily, “of course, my love.” seeing you like this is beyond hot; he’s been dreaming of you looking like this for him. he grabs his cock, and guides his tip to your wet pussy. he slowly rubs his tip through your sticky folds, gasping as he watches you try to jerk your hips forward in a futile attempt to get him inside you. feeling his cock grow harder, kiyoomi keeps the tease going for a little longer until he decides he can’t take it anymore and pushes inside you. he presses inch by inch inside you, his hand landing on your pelvis with his thumb pressed to your clit. “fuuuck!” you feel like screaming at him, begging him to fuck you senselessly, desperate for his cum and all the pleasure he has to give. instead, you rein yourself in a little. “kiyoomi,” there’s something dark and demanding in your voice, even though you’re tied up. wasn’t he in control here? “yeah?” he develops a quick pace, gritting his teeth every time his tip hits the deepest parts of you. “i want you to fuck me until—shit!—until i’m screaming.” “you know i will,” is all he can say as he grips your hips and ruthlessly slams into you.
you look ahead through lidded eyes, into the mirror and at your obscene reflection. you’re on top of tetsurō, his cock stuffing your mouth as the rest of your body shakes in his grip. he yanked your ass down into his face, sucking your clit harder as two of his fingers thrust in and out of you. one of his large hands grips your hip, his nails digging into his skin more as you deepthroat him, leaving crescent moon indents in your skin. you watch as spit drips down his cock, down his balls, onto the towel below you. you feel your orgasm nearing, your pleasure climbing quickly when he mercilessly sucks your clit. he had told you before: “watch yourself in the mirror as we cum together.” you agreed, doubting you’d cum with tetsu. he said, “good girl.” and then pulled your pussy down to his mouth. moaning on his cock while he moans into your pussy, you feel the familiar heat blaze through the entirety of your lower body. you also feel his cock tighten, then begin to pulse as he cums hard in your mouth. as you cum on his fingers, jerking your hips back, you catch a quick glimpse at yourself in the mirror; spit covers your lips, your hair is mussed, and you look so unbelievably fucked out, drunk on tetsurō.
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kurooh · 2 years
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9:48 pm
18+ nsfw, mdni. sakusa x gn!reader. handjobs.
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“feel good, baby?” your hand slides up and down kiyoomi’s hard cock, your fingers squeezing lightly at the base.
“y-yes,” he affirms, his back arching slightly into your chest, his eyes fluttering shut when you move your hand up, your finger thumbing at his tip.
he sits between your legs in the tub, his back against your chest as his head leans against your shoulder. the pale, sensitive skin of his throat is exposed to you.
you tilt your head, kissing at his jaw before your lips glide down to his neck, brushing softly over his skin. you see him bite down on his lip at the contact, his hips shifting to get more of his cock into your hand.
your other hand snakes between his legs, pushing at his thigh so he can spread himself more, and he does; your fingers find his balls, and begin to rub at them, your fingers applying pressure off and on.
“right there,” he moans when your finger swipes at his slit, his leg jerking a little when you repeat the action again. “i’m about to cum.”
“go ahead,” you tell him, placing a kiss to his neck before you move your head away from his to watch his cock twitch in your grasp. he groans when he cums, turning to bury his nose in your neck when he sees you watching his cum coat your fingers.
“you’re obscene,” he pouts, looking up at you.
“but you love it,” you reply, pressing a clumsy kiss to his lips.
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kurooh · 2 years
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18+ nsfw, mdni. f! reader. thigh riding.
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the sight of you in his favorite hoodie gets him turned on. he thinks hard about it, his scent tangling with yours, the fabric hugging your body nicely.
he'll sit down, pat his thigh, and ask you to come here. he'll then tell you to ride his thigh, and won't let you take off the hoodie no matter how hot you're getting. he wants to see you fall apart in his clothes.
your wetness smearing on his skin as he bounces his leg, his hands gripping at your waist to drag you along his thigh if he feels you're not moving fast enough.
he'll call you a good girl, he'll tell you that you're his and no one else's.
when you desperately lean forward for a kiss, he crushes his lips against yours, his leg stopping for a brief moment as his hand slips to the back of your head to press you into the kiss.
when you both part for air, he murmurs to you, "you look so fucking pretty like this, baby."
# KUROO, IWAIZUMI, MATSUKAWA.
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kurooh · 2 years
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HAIKYUU DRABBLES.
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# includes: timeskip! miya atsumu, miya osamu, bokuto kōtarō, suna rintarō.
# warnings: 18+ content, f! reader, oral (f & m receiving), car sex, dirty talk, teasing, some voyeurism, some degradation, face-sitting, overstimulation, mentions of alcohol and drinking, grinding, reader and suna are tipsy, not proofread.
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miya atsumu;
— he’d gotten fed up with all your fucking teasing during the dinner and practically dragged you out of the restaurant, a fake smile adorning his lips as he told his team he needed to do something.
you hadn’t missed the subtle raise of sakusa’s brow and the look exchanged between meian and your boyfriend.
skip to five minutes later, where you’re crying off your pretty makeup as atsumu fucks into you, filth spewing from his lips.
“wanted ta be a fuckin’ whore, didn’t ya?” he grunts, your only answer being a moan as your nails scrape at his shoulders, “needy pussy couldn’t wait, huh?”
you babble out some sort of incoherent response, the sound of his hips clapping against yours drowning out your jumbled words anyway. “ya like that, don’t ya? enjoyin’ being fucked like a slut.”
in the back of his head, there’s a faint voice telling him that the tinted windows can be seen through, but he can’t bring himself to care much about the matter. he wants his teammates to see him fucking his girl, he wants them to know that you’re his.
you let out a sob when you feel yourself reaching your orgasm, your back arching against the leather seats of his car. “fuck, don’t stop, don’t stop, please,” he presses his fingers against your clit and keeps his pace, looking directly at your face when you fall apart on his cock, your eyes rolling back and your mouth opening in a silent scream.
he was right about the windows.
his teammates stand outside of the restaurant, their goodbyes lost as they watch atsumu’s car, which is parked close to the establishment. they can see it faintly shaking as he fucks you.
miya osamu;
— “mm,” he moans into your pussy, “ya taste so sweet, baby.”
you exhale shakily through your nose, hips shying away from his face when his nose bumps against your puffy clit. he’s got a tight grip on the plush skin of your hips, his fingers leaving crescent shaped marks you’ll see tomorrow.
you’re sensitive from your previous orgasms, but osamu doesn’t care, and keeps you where you are, sitting on his face. originally, you had been worried about the possibility of suffocating him, but now, your brain’s too hazy to think about that, just the heat coursing through your veins as he expertly moves his tongue inside you.
“fuck,” you whine loudly, “fuck, i’m gonna cum— gonna cum!”
your hips start moving and you create a rhythm of your own, riding his face without shame. you gasp out a few jumbled curses as you come undone on his face, tears beginning to form in your eyes when he doesn’t stop sucking on your clit.
“please, samu,” your chest heaves as he laps up all of your slick, “i can’t cum anymore, it’s too much!”
“come on, baby. be a good girl and give me another, hm?”
bokuto kōtarō;
— he loves messy blowjobs. he loves the way spit drips down your chin and onto your pretty tits, the way you’ve got tears in your eyes from taking his cock so deep in your throat.
“you’re doing so good— atta girl,” he says, keeping his eyes on you as he praises you, the image of you sucking his cock down your throat so sloppily ingrained in his memory forever.
bokuto’s favorite stress reliever is your mouth, enough said.
he had had a stressful week, with practices running late and friction between his teammates. he’s got an upcoming game against a skilled team, and he’s been putting a lot of pressure on himself to win for his team.
“t-that’s it,” his voice shakes a little, he can feel himself getting closer to the edge. you play with his balls so well too, your fingers applying the right amount of pressure to the sensitive flesh. “make me cum.”
spit runs down your chin as he fucks into your mouth, wet noises from your throat filling the room. heat burns in his cheeks as he uses your throat to get off, the lewdness of it all starting to get to him.
he pulls his cock from your throat, and you immediately move towards his swollen tip, suckling at it and gliding your tongue through his sensitive slit. your hand grips onto his shaft.
the pleasure becomes too much, and he finally comes undone with a choked groan. cum spurts onto your face, and he shakily exhales from above you before bringing you into a kiss as thanks.
suna rintarō;
— “i want you, rin.” you mumble into his skin, your face buried in the crook of his neck. you shift your hips to adjust the way you’re sitting on his lap and he just barely stifles a moan.
“we’ll be going home in a bit, pretty baby,” he says, almost hiccuping. “there are people around us.”
“but it’s dark,” you counter, pulling back to look at him, “as long as we’re quiet, we’ll be fine.”
he considers the idea briefly before leaning in to kiss you, his lips tasting faintly of spilled drinks. he grabs at your hips, hands slipping past your shorts for a more intimate grip, his fingers pressing into your hot skin.
“baby,” he whispers when you pull away from his lips to lean into his neck, “does that feel good?” he shifts beneath you, his clothed cock bumping against your clit.
“yeah,” you sigh, grinding against him. the noise of the party fades, and all you can hear is his heavy breathing beside your ear, and his occasional sounds when you move a certain way, then the hiss of “you’re gonna make me cum in my pants.”
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kurooh · 2 years
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18+ nsfw, mdni. gn reader. handjobs.
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you lazily fist his cock in your hand while you suck on his nipples, licking at nipping at the buds, stiff with arousal.
“feel good?” you ask, sucking a hickey into his chest.
“mhm,” he whispers, content with your ministrations. gradually, your hand speeds up, but the pace of your mouth stays the same. he raises his hips to your touch, whining quietly when your teeth nip against his nipple.
you lightly touch around his tip, and he jerks when your finger swipes against his frenulum. you detach your mouth from his chest in favor of his neck, which you lean up to. as you trail kisses along his neck, you feel him squirm even more, his hips searching for more friction.
a cry of your name leaves his lips when he cums, his back arching as he presses himself closer to you. he moves his head to connect his lips with yours, mumbling some sort of incoherent thank you against them.
# ATSUMU, BOKUTO, USHIJIMA, OIKAWA.
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kurooh · 2 years
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hi!! just for precaution, @/atsumoons is following you and they recently plagiarized @/atsymu's navi. they did take it down, but not before being a total asshat about it, even when emmie was asking them about it politely. now they're badmouthing @/atsymu & have been passive-aggressive in responses to asks. im not sure how long they'll be on here as they're prolly one of those damned troll blogs that have been popping up like crazy recently, but if they can do this with a navi for a blog that they've just started, they'd prolly do the same for fics too. so please take care!
hi, thank you for letting me know! they've been blocked
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kurooh · 2 years
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18+ nsfw, mdni. f! reader, sexting, masturbation.
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when he’s out of town for volleyball, he can’t help but miss you. of course, he misses your warm hugs and little kisses everyday, but he also greatly misses your body.
he misses fucking your tight pussy until you’re crying, and then cuddling with you after, his arms wrapped around you as he tells you how much he loves you.
so, he sends you a text.
i miss you, it’s lonely in bed without you.
that one text was how you ended up sending him pictures of yourself in your new lingerie that he’d get to destroy when he came back home. in your most recent picture, you were touching yourself; your lace panties had been pulled to the side, and your fingers were buried in your pussy, the slick on your skin shining.
his eyes rake over the picture as he strokes his cock to it, paying extra attention to the way your tits are pressed together and your head’s tipped back, your face contorted in pleasure.
you send another image that’s almost got him cumming on the spot. there you are, completely naked. your hand’s playing with your tits, pinching at the hardened nipples while you finger yourself with the other hand.
he turns on the camera when he’s about to cum, letting you watch him tug and jerk at his cock, his fingers pressing around the blunt head, trying to touch himself the way your hands do.
he sends you the video, cum dripping down his cock and fingers, captioned with sound on.
# OIKAWA, ATSUMU, AKAASHI, HINATA, MATSUKAWA.
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18+ nsfw, mdni. f! reader, blindfolds, spitting, bondage.
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ties you up and absolutely ravishes your body; he keeps a tight grip on your hips, his fingers occasionally kneading the soft skin as his tongue circles one of your nipples, sucking and licking at the pebbled bud.
when he’s done teasing your chest, he moves to your dripping cunt, your slick starting to soak into the bedsheets. you scrunch your nose, trying to get the slipping blindfold back up; he notices and pushes it up, pressing his thumb to your lower lip. “we’re not done yet.”
and with that, he’s between your thighs again. he spits onto your pussy, and then dives in. he slowly pushes two fingers into you, and starts to push them in and out. your back arches, and you wiggle your hips closer to him, your clit throbbing for stimulation.
luckily, he gives it to you. he wraps his lips around your clit, and starts to suck, his fingers still moving at a steady pace. when his fingers touch the right spot inside of you, you clench around him and he moans into your clit before pulling away to speak.
“good fucking girl. i want you to cum around my fingers.”
# AKAASHI, OIKAWA, ATSUMU, KAGEYAMA, KENMA, KUROO.
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kurooh · 2 years
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nsfw, minors dni
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when he sees you wearing his old jersey from high school and a pair of panties when he gets home, the sight sparks a sudden arousal, and he can’t exactly place why.
he sits down on the couch beside you, and pats his thigh. “come here, baby.” when you sit down on his thigh, he instantly pulls you into a kiss; he pinches the skin on your hip, and when your lips part, he slips his tongue into your mouth.
you slowly start to drag yourself along his thigh, and he bounces his leg a little to help you along. if he feels that you’re not going fast enough, he’ll grab your hips and pull you along his thigh at his own pace.
# KUROO, ATSUMU, IWAIZUMI, MATSUKAWA.
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kurooh · 2 years
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nsfw, minors dni
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he’s drunk on your pussy, the taste of you addicting.
he eats you out hungrily, enthusiastically lapping up your slick and pressing kisses to your clit. he moans praises into your pussy, telling you how good you taste, how pretty you are.
his grip on your hips tighten when you start gasping out his name, whining about how you’re gonna cum. he pulls you closer to his face, and fucks you with his tongue.
his hips are rutting against the bed, the friction delicious against his clothed cock; he gets off on getting you off.
# atsumu, oikawa, osamu, nishinoya, bokuto, kita, hanamaki, iwaizumi.
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kurooh · 2 years
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WHAT THEIR HANDS ARE DOING.
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# includes: miya atsumu, miya osamu, iwaizumi hajime.
# warnings: 18+ content, f!reader, oral (f receiving), light choking, dirty talk, princess is used once, good girl is used once, degradation, not proofread.
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— atsumu’s hands are holding your thighs apart as he eats you out, his nose bumping your clit as he eagerly licks up your slick. his fingers dig into your plush skin, pressing harder every so often; his hips grind against the bed, needy cock searching for friction as he pleasures you.
“stop movin’, baby.” his hands hold your thighs in place beside his head, keeping you from closing your legs around him. he continues to suck at your tired pussy, lips suckling at your clit as his tongue strokes through your folds. you can hear the faint sound of him rutting his hips against the bed, searching for some friction. “‘tsumu!” you cry out loudly when his ministrations suddenly get rougher, your clit being sucked hard. “cum for me, baby,” he encourages you, “that’s a good girl.”
— osamu’s hand squeezes lightly around your throat; it’s mostly there to dominate you. your breathy moans spur him on, the pace of his hips getting faster as he starts to squeeze a little harder around your throat.
“ya fuckin’ like that, baby?” his grip almost tightens when you babble out a response. “ya like bein’ fucked like a whore, hm?” you’re panting below him, your tits bouncing as he fucks you. you clench around him, pulling a raspy moan from his throat. “ya look fuckin’ pretty like this.”
— iwaizumi’s hands grip your waist as he fucks you from behind. occasionally he pulls his hand away from you to land a slap to your ass, chuckling when you let out a cry of pleasure. he likes it when you let him know how good his touch feels.
“hajime!” you squeal, gasping when his cock hits your g-spot perfectly. “right there, please!” he obliges with a deep groan, drawing his hips back, then suddenly pushing forwards to meet your request. “slutty pussy’s taking me so well, fuuuck—” his voice is unsteady, and his head tips back when he feels his orgasm approaching. “princess, ‘m gonna cum.”
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Me, crossing my legs, after that burping stunt by Samu: thats it you’re done. YOU’RE DONE…
he’d laugh it off as if he didn’t just expel onigiri breath into your pussy.. don’t let him eat you out after a meal in the future
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kurooh · 2 years
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Your master list links aren’t working for me🥲
hi anon, i fixed this issue, thank you for letting me know <3 new masterlist should be accessible here
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kurooh · 2 years
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HAIKYUU MASTERLIST !
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☆ headcanons:
horny brainrot
more brainrot
erogenous zones
embarrassing sex moments
what their hands are doing
smutty drabbles
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☆ brainrot:
pussy drunk boys
riding their thighs
being blindfolded n tied up
sexting while they’re away
handjobs w them
riding their thigh in their hoodie
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☆ timestamps:
9:48 pm, sakusa kiyoomi
10:17 pm, kozume kenma
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