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Zoro sat on the deck of the Sunny, back leaned against the wall, arms crossed over his broad chest. He watched you from his spot, as Sanji—that damned curly-browed cook—was chatting with you, practically foaming at the mouth as he spoke.
“How pathetic,” Zoro scoffed.
His eyebrows knitted together in disgust as he watched Sanji handed something to you—some bit of food, something that looked intricate and time-consuming and overly fussy; how typical of the cook, Zoro thought, to spend hours in the kitchen, working away at something so ornate that’s meant to be eaten in one bite anyway. Zoro felt an angry heat rising in his cheeks and a churning in his stomach as you grinned and giggled at the gift, placing a bite in your mouth and seemingly bestowing some sort of compliment on the pervert cook; he couldn’t hear the words from where he sat, but he knew Sanji must be unequivocally basking in your accolades, taking in every word like a drowning man gulps for air.
Zoro closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the wall, trying to shut out the image of you smiling at that stupid cook. He didn’t concern himself with the run of the mill creeps in the towns you visited: the ones who stared at you lecherously from across the tavern, the ones who tried to buy you drinks or beg for a dance, not even the ones who dared to put their hands on you. With one look, one quick threat to pull a gleaming sword out of its hilt, they’d scatter like roaches, and you would lean in to kiss him on the cheek while you ran your fingers over his flexed bicep, whispering sweet words of appreciation and affection for being your hero always.
But this was different.
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𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 —
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pairing: zoro x gn!reader
synopsis: friends with benefits who’re oblivious to each other’s feelings
warnings: a lil angst, cursing, mentions of sex, underlying wano spoilers
wc: ~1.5k
notes: hey y’all, i still have some requests but god this scenario has been on replay in my mind. I originally intended for reader to be fem, but i don’t think i actually used any female-identifying terms? if you do catch any tho, please point it out!
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Being a part of the Straw Hats meant getting separated for periods of time, especially during battles (which was like meat to Luffy.) This time though was the longest you’ve been away from Zoro since the two year break. You stayed with Luffy to retrieve one idiot cook, but now you finally arrived in Wano, and you’d finally see your swordsman.
Well, he wasn’t your swordsman, not officially anyways.
It started in Sabaody, you were the second to arrive, and it didn’t take you long to find his familiar mossy hair. He got a little taller, earned a scar over his eye, wore a yukata, but you could tell his muscles grew from whatever intensive training he’d gone through over the past two years. If you had a tiny crush on him before, your attraction—and lust—him only increased. Even with his slight personality change, which was a little more intense, a little more cocky.
It was so. Sexy.
A quick chat and a few drinks later, your legs were wrapped around his waist, lips devoured, tongues tangled make out. His hand never stopped groping, squeezing, memorizing every inch of your body like he was seeing it for the first time.
That night was the first of many shared nights. You didn’t sleep with him often, not with how fast-paced and chaotic the New World was. But during the calm after a battle, when everyone would be feasting and partying, the two of you would share a look. He could be at your side, or on the other side of the crowd, and you would still be able to meet his eye; half-lidded and full of pent-up energy in the shape of lust that sent chills through your skin and wetness to your core.
God, did he even know what he was doing to you?
And sometime in between, you fell in love. Actual heart-breaking love.
The fact that you had usually sex after both of your lives were on the line didn’t help. It was more intense that way; more intimate. One hand would tightly grip your hip, pulling you down as he thrust up into you; the other roughly cupping your jaw, forcing you to lock gazes with him.
“Don’t you dare take your eyes off of me.”
And then he’d leave you with these fluffy, weak, aggravating feelings that he didn’t seem to reciprocate.
It wasn’t fair.
That’s why you chose to stay behind with Luffy. You needed a break from him, some time to think over what your feelings really were: love, or some twisted vivid form of lust.
But dammit if your heart didn’t yearn for him.
Now that you were in Wano, you planned to confess. If he also had feelings for you, great! But, if he didn’t…
Well, you didn’t want to think of that!
But your confidence sunk with each passing day. So much was happening it felt like you spent years in Wano before actually seeing him. When you finally did see him, he was running with an impossibly gorgeous woman clinging to him.
Brook was there too, and he was more than eager to spill the tea about seeing Zoro and this Hiyori girl sleeping together.
“Oh.”
Brook didn’t know about you and Zoro. It wasn’t necessarily a secret, but the two of you didn’t exactly flaunt your relationship, or make the effort to tell anyone. Should you have? If the two of you were public and official, would another woman be in his arms? Probably so. Zoro followed a certain code of morality (a.k.a being brutally honest,) if he had feelings, he would’ve been honest about them by now.
Right?
Well the answer was clear as day: his attention was elsewhere and you were, alone, overthinking in one of the many screwed up countries of the New World.
It didn’t help that she was nice. And pretty. Actually, she was gorgeous. And so compassionate. She tended to his wounds, and took care of him, and she was kind to everyone she met. She was everything he needed, while the best you could do was give him your body. Why wouldn’t he choose her?
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Zoro may have been oblivious to your feelings, but he knew something was up. Normally, your eyes would be on him then he’d look up, catching the smile you sent his way. He missed sitting next to you for dinner, holding your thigh while you delicately traced the lines of his hand. Or when he’d just listen to you ramble. You always talked with so much fervor and enthusiasm, there was a certain smile at your lips, a kind of gleam in your eyes, and honestly?
He missed the sound of your voice.
So when you didn’t spare him a single glance, when you were quieter than usual, when you were going out of your way to ignore him?
That fucking hurt.
You were talking to Usopp, but he didn’t care. He just took your wrist, grunting out a gruff, “We need to talk.” You protested but he kept pulling you until you were behind the house you were in.
You finally pulled your wrist free, “Zoro what the hell—“
“No you what the hell (name). What’s your problem?” Straight to the point. He was pissed, and all he wanted was you. He needed you to get over whatever it was that was making act distant, so he needed answers immediately.
“I don’t think we should have sex anymore.”
But he wasn’t expecting that.
You must’ve seen a hundred emotions play in his eyes. Mostly anger, frustration, hurt. Yeah, he looked hurt, more so than you imagined. He shook his head, looking at you with disbelief and brows deeply furrowed, more so than usual, “What?”
You bit the inside of your cheek. Why did you say that? Take it back. Tell him you missed him. Tell you’re so stupidly in love past the point of no-return.
But instead you began, “We haven’t seen each other in a while, and—“
“Because you chose to save that pervert shit head.”
“Can I say my piece?” and he let you, silently waiting for you to explain, “I just… I know my worth, and I’m not just going to wait around and be an easy fuck whenever it’s convenient for you.”
Is that what you thought? He looked offended, “Do you seriously believe I’m using you like that?”
Your heart quickened as your pout deepend, “Don’t patronize me Zoro. I see how you let that girl cling to you, and how you’re so eager to protect her. I don’t care if you’ve caught feelings for her or what, but I don’t want to wait around just to be another body to your count.”
“So this is about Hiyori. What do you expect of me? If you haven’t noticed, people are trying to kill her and she can’t fight for herself. Quit being childish and jealous.”
Now you were pissed, and physically nauseous, and all you wanted to do was throw something at him but all you had were your bitter words, “I know you slept with her asshole.”
A wave of shock washed over his face before he put the pieces together, “Brook.”
“Yeah, Brook,” you felt the stinging sensation in your eyes, you didn’t want to cry. Not in front of Zoro, not for Zoro. But as soon as you turned he caught your wrist, but you stayed facing away from him.
“She crawled next to me when I was already asleep, without my permission, but that’s all that happened— just sleep, no sex.”
By the absoluteness in his tone, you knew it was the truth. He has no reason to lie, but that didn’t stop the thoughts of them together from corrupting your mind. Still faced away from him, with slow tears finding their way to the ground, “Does she mean something to you?”
“Not like you do.”
“Look at me,” He turned you to him, cupping your face in his large, calloused hands, thumbing the tears off of your soft, moonlit features.
He wanted to say it, the feelings that he felt long before Sabaody. The words that played at the edge of his lips whenever his mind clouded with bliss, buried cock deep as you squeezed so perfectly around him, for him. The amount of times he wanted to tell you what you truly meant to him always overshadowed the doubts of you leaving if he ever let his feelings known. Though, he thought you had to have known. He thought it was obvious in his actions, but you clearly had no clue. Zoro needed you to know exactly what he felt for you, but words were tricky. So he confessed in the way he knew best.
He kissed you, not in the fast, heated way before he claimed you. It was slow, deep, he imprinted the taste of his tongue on yours.
When you parted, you laughed, but it came out as a sob, allowing yourself the full cry your body so painfully yearned.
“Ah jeez,” he wiped away the new tears, but they didn’t relent, “Why are you crying?”
“Cause, stupid swordsman, I—“
Tell him.
“I love you.”
His eyes snapped to yours.
“Say that again.”
“Stupid swordsman.”
He pouted, “Not that—“
“I love you.”
He moved against your lips with more fervor and urgency, translating the hidden words he felt so deeply in his being, holding you as close he possibly could.
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𝐈'𝐌 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔
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ও rating. explicit
ও summary. you’re in love with your crewmate, but you’re pretty sure he’s interested in someone else. | wc. 4.6k+
cw/ tw. miscommunication, pining, jealousy, light angst (it’s really not that angsty), he’s a himbo, fingering, unprotected sex, mild cum play, praise kink
ও featuring. Zoro x Fem!Reader
ও an. I’ve wanted to write for him since I started watching One Piece, but I’ve been so busy. Alas, I hope you enjoy:) Thank you @/kingdumkum for reading this through for me as well <33
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You are not jealous.
Why would you be? 
In order to be jealous, one would have to harbor feelings for another person, and there’s nothing that even comes close between you and Zoro. Sure, you know his favorite type of sake, how he hums into a kiss (which you only know because of a drunken dare), that he has a soft spot for those who can’t fight for themselves, or how he gets this small dimple on his left cheek when he smiles.
But it’s normal for friends to know most of these things about each other. 
And maybe sometimes you find yourself staring when he works out in the middle of the deck. You tell yourself it’s to make sure he doesn’t crush himself under all those weights, not because you’re too busy watching the dewy droplets of sweat dripping down his broad, chiseled stomach until they meet the top of his pants.
Perfectly normal.   
This is the lie you tell yourself. 
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Hi. Can I ask a female reader x timeskip draken, which is insecure about their relationship because of the ghost of Emma? Please insert nsfw kind of angst to comfort?! Idk if it's clear
I hope this is what you were looking for nonny and I hope I got everything you wanted in it. This one got away from me a little bit. 😌💞
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It's Always Been You || K. Ryuguji x fem!Reader
Genre: 18+, smut, NSFW content, angst to comfort
TW: manga spoilers (character death), x fem!Reader, smut, 18+ content, unprotected sex, angst, offensive language (swearing), pet names, hair pulling, jealousy, minors dni
Word Count: 1.7k
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It had been affecting you for days. It was all that you could think about. Emma. Emma Sano. She was gone. You knew that she was gone, but everything about her was still around you. Whether it was something as big as just seeing Mikey when Draken spent time with him or something as small as a picture of the friend group on the fridge in his apartment. She was always around you.
Draken had sensed that something was wrong, but he didn’t want to bring it up. As put together as he seemed that he was, it didn’t take much to make him fall apart. He had a feeling that you already knew the cause of it, but he wasn’t sure what to do about it anymore. Draken had reminded you countless times that you were the one that he wanted. That Emma had been a friend, that his feeling for her in the past had been obliterated by you coming into the picture. But no matter what he did… nothing seemed to help.
It was another one of those days. The only difference today was that it was hitting you ten times harder.
You had seen that picture on the fridge when you had woken up and went to get a cup of coffee, the smiling face on the dirty-blonde haired girl looking back at you. The thoughts were like a truck, so many all at once as they slammed into you. Draken was only with you because he couldn’t have her, even when she was still alive she had been out of his reach. He didn’t want to do that to his best friend. You had been the distraction. Your relationship was a joke.
You knew that he could sense it, worried that he was going to tell you that he couldn’t do this anymore. That his mind was somewhere else. But little did you know he was terrified of the same exact thing. Terrified that you’d say that you didn’t feel right anymore and leave him. You were his home, you were his life, losing you would be like losing a piece of himself.
When he had come home from the latest Toman meeting he could already feel it in the air. The way that every light in the house was off so early in the evening was the first sign for him. The second sign was the half-full cup of coffee on the counter in the kitchen. Where you were he had no idea, but you never left a cup of coffee sitting around. That's when he heard the soft music from your favorite television show coming from the bedroom.
Draken placed his things on the table and made his way to the bedroom, smiling softly to try to keep the tension down when you would turn back to look at him. When you didn’t move in the bed at the sound of the door opening he figured you were asleep and stripped his shirt off, climbing in beside you.
Your eyes opened the second that his body moved the mattress next to you. His voice was soft and sweet as he spoke. “Are you alright?”
A sigh filled the air as you looked back at him. “I’m fine. It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it.”
He placed his hand on your cheek, nearly engulfing it in his palm. “I know that’s not true. I know you. I know you better than anyone. Please talk to me.”
You didn’t want to. You didn’t want to even bring it up, especially right now. What if it pushed him out the door? What if he climbed right back out of the bed and walked out of the room to never return. You took a large, deep breath and heard the shakiness in your breathing, your eyes watering wildly. “It’s that picture on the fridge. I’ll get over it, it’s nothing. It just… it scares me.”
Draken could feel his heart clench, guilt pulling through him. He knew that it was one of the things that had always affected you this way… but Emma was his friend. He shook his head a little to clear it and leaned toward you. “What if I take it off the fridge? I can find another place for it. Then you don’t have to worry about it being there.”
You felt your eyes water more than they already were. That wasn’t what you had wanted. You didn’t want him to have to feel like he needed to hide it. You shook your head and placed a hand on his chest. “That’s not what I need Kenny. I need-” You stopped yourself to collect your thoughts for a second. “I need to know that you’re not gonna leave. That you want to be with me. That nothing is going to pull you from me. Especially not her memory.”
He could barely believe what he was hearing, he hadn’t realized just how much she truly had a hold on you. Kenny leaned forward, pressing his lips to yours roughly before pulling back and cupping your face in his hands. “You don’t have anything to worry about. You’re the one for me. You’re the one that I’ve always wanted. From the time we were kids to now. It’s always been you.”
You blinked quickly, not expecting the tone that he now held. It was serious yet warm at the same time. Just the determined look on his face told you that he had meant every word of it. “K-Kenny…”
He placed a finger over your lips as you tried to speak. “Don’t say anything just yet.” Draken slowly moved over you, kissing your cheek and trailing small nibbles down your jawline. “Just let me remind you that you’re my entire world. That there’s not a single person on this earth that I crave for more than I crave for you.”
His knee pushed your legs apart, his hips pushing toward you. The bulge now growing in his sweatpants rubbed against your clothed heat, making a small whimper fill his ears as you gripped onto him desperately. Tears fell from the side of your eyes and slid down your face, his thumb rubbing the remnants of them off tenderly. “You’re my reason for living. My one true love. I’ve never said any of this stuff to a single person before. You are the one.”
Your hands wrapped around his back, pulling him closer to you. “Kenny… will you-” You stopped yourself, afraid that he wouldn’t be in the mood, but his words had sparked something in you and you had to take the chance. A feeling of comfort, an intense craving for him and only him. When he stopped to look at you it made you feel safe, like you could tell him anything. “P-please make me yours.”
That was all he needed, the small pit in his stomach that told him that you wouldn’t want that kind of claiming right now disappearing. His hips ground against yours, the feeling of his cock pushing at his sweatpants making him groan. Your panties were soaked already, his hand sliding over it quickly. “I’ll always make you mine, sweetheart. Every single day if that’s what it takes.”
Draken pushed the front of his sweatpants down, grasping his length in his hand and stroking. You wiggled underneath him, impatiently anticipating his entrance. He leaned forward, pushing your panties to the side with his free hand as he lined himself up with your core. As he pushed into you a rush of pleasure made you cry out, your hands running down his sides. Draken kept his pace slow, letting you adjust to him before speeding up. Strong arms wrapped around your body as he finally moved faster, every thrust filled with love and adoration.
You were his one and only, your pleasure was his happiness. His lips pressed to your neck as he kept his steady pace, the most passionate that the two of you had ever been. Draken’s face stayed buried in your neck, listening intently to every sound that you gave him. The blissful moans that he heard made his heart clench even more, but this time it was out of love. You gripped onto his lower back and pulled him toward you, pushing your hips in time with his own.
You could feel your high approaching you quickly, threatening to take over all your senses the more praise he whispered in your ear. “Such a pretty girl for me. Love everything about you, baby girl. Love the way you sound, the way that I can call you mine and mean every word of it every single time.” There was nothing but tenderness and warmth filling his tone as he gripped onto you tighter, his hand grasping your hair tenderly as he wound his fist into it. “Love how good you feel when you cum all over my cock, baby.”
The more praise he gave you the closer you came to your high, your hips rutting a little faster as you felt your cunt clamp down around his cock. Every movement from his hips sent him into heaven as you let go around him, your spongy walls milking his cock dry. A loud grunt left him as he buried his face in your chest, emptying himself out inside your quivering cunt. “I love you. I love you so fucking much.”
It was when those words left his lips that you realized that everything he had been saying all this time was true. He really was here for you, there was no denying it as he repeated the same three words over and over again. The sense of worshipping behind his voice told you that you were his goddess and he was the subject of your affections. He wanted to be with you for the rest of time whether you reciprocated or not. You were his everything, his reason for breathing. You were the one person in his life that he never ever wanted to see leave.
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Day 1 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji {12:40pm}
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Word Count: 0.9k
TW: Nothing but fluff, just a mentally exhausted reader and a man that just wants to help
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After the week that you had been having the last thing that you wanted to do was get out of bed. You wanted to stay there as long as possible, never seeing the light of day again… at least not for a little while. An eight-day stretch filled with miserable people and shitty co-workers had brought you to the brink of mental exhaustion.
Your front door had opened and you hadn’t even noticed. You hadn’t heard the small clicking sound of it shutting and Draken had tried to keep that a secret. He had known how bad of a week that you had had. He had gotten the play-by-play through your text messages throughout the days and could hear the pure exhaustion on your voice when you spoke through the line for your evening phone call whenever he wasn’t in town. And he hadn’t been able to do a damn thing to help while he had been away with Mikey.
But now he was back and he was determined to make up for not being there. Determined to make the weight of it all fall off your shoulders.
Draken leisurely walked to the bathroom, turning on the bathwater to the perfect temperature and letting it fill as he wandered to the kitchen. He knew exactly where everything was. The two of you had been together for a while, he had spent many nights at your place, enough to know where everything was. He reached with ease into the top of the cupboard for the coffee grounds, filling up the coffee maker and turning it on.
You were his baby, he was going to make sure that everything was perfect for you when you climbed out of that bed. The smell of fresh coffee filled the area and made his mouth water, his large hand pulling the fridge open to grab some eggs and the other fixings for a wonderful breakfast. If there was one thing that Draken knew, it was how to cheer you up and make you feel like you were the only girl in the world.
He made his way back to the bathroom as the food on the stove began cooking, adding your favorite scented bubbles and small flower petals to the water. Sure, he hated the scented bath stuff, or so he said he did, but if his baby wanted it then that’s what was going to happen. And with that he finished up breakfast, placing it on a tray and making your coffee just the way you liked it before grabbing himself a cup.
When your bedroom door opened you were too exhausted to even look up, ready to tell the intruder to make it quick so you didn’t have to go back to work tomorrow. That was… until you recognized the familiar sounds of the boots on your bedroom floor. Your eyes opened wide as the aroma of food and coffee filled your nostrils and you gradually sat up. Draken’s smiling face stared back at you, the tray of food from his hands gently placed in your lap as your eyes welled with tears. “K-Kenny…”
You could barely get anything else out before he climbed onto the bed next to you, kicking off his boots and placing a hand on the back of your head protectively. He pulled you toward him and brushed his lips against your forehead. “Don’t worry about that right now. Just eat.”
You looked down at the plate of your favorite food in your lap and nodded. You had never been more in love with him than you were right now. The way he hadn’t hesitated, had just taken care of you and didn’t think twice about it once he had the free time. “You didn’t have to do this you know.”
Draken chuckled a little and took his jacket off, noticing the small shiver that had just gone through your body. He swung it over your shoulders and picked up the fork for you as you clutched your warm mug of coffee in your hands. This man had never been against feeding you, especially when you were having a rough time so that fork reached your mouth quickly.
As you took a bite you heard him speak softly, tenderly, nothing but pure love behind every single word that he said. “Y/n… I’d do anything for you. I love you more than anything in this world. I’d go to the ends of the earth just to see you smile.”
You whimpered as your eyes welled even more. What had you done to deserve someone as special as him? You thought that same thing every day when you spoke to him, and when you saw just how much he always put forth for you. “I love you, Kenny. Thank you.”
Draken placed his hand on the back of your neck and squeezed lovingly, capturing your luscious lips with his own at the sound of your words. You were his heart and soul, his reason for being, and he would do anything and everything to make you smile again and again.
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reacting to their s/o falling asleep on someone else
w/ kenma, ushijima, and bokuto!
part 2!
series masterlist here!
(a/n: here is the second part of this prompt!!
quick reminder that these are written in the characters’ respective teams! this is a quick lil drabble i wrote and its not very long but i hope you enjoy hehe)
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kenma
kenma was not looking forward to going on a run with you this morning, but you forced him to anyway
going on some weird shit about needing to stay in shape or something
but while the two of you were running, he tripped on a pebble and landed right on his face
and when he came up, there was a funny looking red mark on his face
as much as you tried to keep it in, you just couldn’t take it anymore and bust out, hysterically laughing
he just rolled his eyes at you and walked the rest of the way home
but then he ignored you at school the entire day
you thought, “he can’t be that mad???”
but even when the team hung out at his house that night, he wouldn’t talk to you
when you first arrived, you didn’t expect the movie to be so boring.
but now, it’s only half an hour through, and you can feel yourself nodding off slowly.
you’ve been trying to pay attention, you really have, but it’s been a long day and you’re trying with everything you have not to completely pass out. kenma’s sitting right next to you, though he still isn’t speaking to you.
your boyfriend has been so petulant and childish all day. so what, you laughed at him! anyone would do that. right?
even so, while you’re pretty sure he’s just being petty, you also want to cuddle, and he’s not budging.
but as the forty-minute mark hits, you finally succumb to sleep, and flop over into his lap. he sighs, rolls his eyes, and picks you back up, putting you upright. you hum and fall back into him, to which he shoves you back up, and you look up at him with puppy eyes.
“kenma, i wanna cuddle.”
he side-eyes you for a minute before shrugging.
“should’ve thought about that before you laughed at me this morning.” there’s satire in his tone, but you’re getting tired of his pettiness. you just want to sleep.
“please?” you whine, tugging at his sweatshirt. he scoffs.
“if you wanna cuddle with someone, why don’t you cuddle with lev instead?” he suggests, monotone, full well knowing you won’t. he knows you’ll keep begging him until he relents, but he thinks it’d be a little fun to watch you plead for a little more.
but what he doesn’t expect is for you to grunt petulantly and move over to your other side before plopping into lev’s lap and resting your head on his chest.
lev grunts softly in surprise, turning red. he looks over to kenma, who is fuming. he looks back at you, and then back at him, and shrugs.
to be completely honest, kenma had wanted to see how you’d react to him ignoring you for the entire day. but seeing the way lev’s long limbs drape over you, the way you look comfortable situated on his lap, he decides the end result was probably not worth it.
kenma glares at you, but you don’t sense his eyes on you. instead, you snuggle into the fabric of lev’s shirt, snoring softly.
then lev pats at your head gently and kenma thinks he’s had enough, so he scoots over, scoops you up, and puts you in his own lap instead. you moan softly.
“smell nice,” you mumble, inhaling his scent in the sweatshirt he’s wearing. he scoffs.
“you’re terrible, you know that?”
“you love me.”
he pauses, looking away, cheeks heating up.
“...yeah. whatever.”
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ushijima
ushi invited the adlers over to hang out at your shared apartment tonight
but he was still being passive aggressive at you for what happened this morning
essentially, you’d both gone grocery shopping
but you wouldn’t let him get that one bag of chips he liked, because you already had like,, 6 of them at home
this is how the conversation went:
“toshi, we have those at home.”
“not very many. it wouldn’t hurt to get more.”
“babe, we don’t need it!”
“but if i’m paying for it, don’t you think i should be allowed to purchase them?”
“toshi, i’m not going to let you buy them. we have too many at home!”
you pulled him away from the aisle and he sulked the entire way home
he’s still mad at you tho😐
it’s been at least an hour, and you still don’t understand the game at all.
no matter how many times you’ll watch the boys take their turns, it still doesn’t make any sense.
you’d scrolled through your phone for a bit, but even that got boring, and now you’re just getting sleepy. even with how loud they are, you can feel yourself growing tired.
very slowly, their voices start to grow distant, and your eyes start to close.
no longer able to hold yourself up, you finally slump over into your boyfriend’s lap. but immediately after, he’s picking you up and moving you back over.
you whine sleepily. “toshi, wanna sleep.”
he pretends to be engrossed in the game.
“not now, y/n.”
you ignore him anyway and fall right back into his lap, to which he picks you right back up and sitting you back down. you glare at him.
“sleep somewhere else,” he mutters, not looking at you.
you sigh dejectedly, and look around. all the boys are contributing their own attention to the game, except for kageyama, who is checking something on his phone. you decide you’ll sit by him.
you scoot over to his side and slip into the space between his arm and his side, fitting into his presence nicely. you snuggle into him and resume your sleep, and he looks down at you, confused. then he looks up to see ushijima, who doesn’t look very happy at the sight.
the two of them exchange looks stoically, kageyama’s of confusion and wakatoshi’s of jealousy. kageyama shrugs and looks back down at his phone.
no longer paying attention to the game, toshi grunts petulantly. he observes the way your face is completely obscured by kageyama’s sweatshirt, nose buried in the fabric. he shifts uncomfortably. you should be with him instead.
but his pride butts into his thoughts, so he attempts to focus on the game instead. but then you’re moaning softly in your sleep against tobio, and with his pride forgotten, he crawls over to where you’re sitting and takes you out from under kageyama’s arm. he sits in his seat and lays you on his chest, grunting softly.
“toshi?” you blink, looking up at him. “i thought you were mad at me.”
he refuses to look at you, making a noise that’s more like a reluctant grunt than a response, cheeks heating up slightly.
“you have to buy me more chips.”
you laugh.
“okay, toshi.”
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you thought it would be a lil bit funny to prank bokuto, wanting to see if he’d react the way you predicted
so you walked up to him and asked him a question
“hey bo, why can’t you spike like sakusa?”
his hair, just fluffed up excitedly at the prospect of you asking him a question about his volleyball skills, deflated sadly
his shoulders drooped dejectedly
“hey! what’s that supposed to mean?”
when you explained that it was a prank, he huffed childishly, crossing his arms and turning away
“kou, i was just kidding!”
“suuure.”
but when lunch rolled around, and the MSBY boys were over for some team bonding, he was still ignoring you😐
“wanna cuddle?” you offer to your boyfriend, who is sitting next to you on the couch. you’re all swaddled up in his clothes, and while the sight is adorable, he remembers that he’s supposed to be mad at you. he scoffs and turns away.
you sigh. he’s still in his mood?
so instead you just decide you’ll sit next to him for the time being. hinata and atsumu are sitting on the floor, playing some type of childish game to decide who gets the last bun, and you laugh, taking it in.
but all that food you’d eaten just half an hour ago was enough to make you sleepy, and you feel as though you could slip into a food coma at any second.
at some point, you just don’t have it in you to stay awake, and topple over into bokuto’s lap, already half asleep. he blinks at your figure before pushing you back up onto your side of the couch.
ignoring his gesture, you slip back into his lap, situating yourself comfortably, before he pulls you back up into sitting.
you rub at your eyes. “bo,” you mumble. “just this once?” you plead. he huffs.
“why don’t you go and snuggle with sakusa instead? since he’s ‘so great,’” he mumbles childishly, imitating your voice whinily. you scoff.
“fine,” you mutter, getting up and moving onto the other couch, where sakusa is sitting alone. you sit down next to him and then lay your head in his lap, closing your eyes peacefully. kiyoomi is barely phased, looking up at bokuto for a second before returning to his phone.
bokuto squirms jealously, wanting to stomp around and throw a tantrum. you just look so cute and warm and soft but you’re in SAKUSA’S lap?! how rude.
to think just this morning you had compared him, your own boyfriend, to sakusa, and now you’re cuddling him? koutaro glares at you, but you don’t see it.
so like he’s been doing this whole time, he turns his nose up away from you and pretends not to care. but out of the corner of his eye, he sees sakusa lay a hand on your cheek, moving your hair out of your face and away from your mouth, and gets up without thinking.
“hey, get someone of your own before stealing mine!” he complains, scooping you up out of sakusa’s lap and cradling you gently. sakusa just exhales, looking up at bokuto and shrugging.
koutaro sits you down on his lap, holding you tightly against his chest. he can feel your chest inhaling and exhaling rhythmically, and you stir.
“thought you didn’t wanna cuddle,” you tease, poking at his face. he hmphs and pokes you right back.
“you’re so mean to me.”
you giggle, resting your head right back on his chest.
“yeah. i know.”
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𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 (𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄): 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔
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ও rating. explicit
ও summary. when hq men realize they want more.
cw/ tw. fem!reader, fwb to lovers, creampie, possessive behavior, friends to lovers, mating press, praise kink, phone sex, masturbation, accidental voyeurism, oral sex, slight humiliation, overstimulation, fingering, aided masturbation, pet names (ex. pretty girl, baby, sweetheart)
ও featuring. Atsumu, Bokuto, Sakusa, Hinata, Daichi
ও an. I’m obsessed with any kind of friends to lovers ^^ | m. list
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He couldn’t tear his eyes off you as you moved above him—riding his cock like this would be the last time you’d ever feel it inside you. That thought twisted his insides, his fingers digging into your hips as if you might float away.
You could leave if you wanted, though, and he couldn’t stop you—it was how this uncomplicated arrangement between you two worked. 
Still, he wanted to mold the shape of his cock inside your tight little cunt, to ruin you for anyone else who thought they even had a chance, to have his name be the first thing you think of when you cum. He wanted to make every part of you his.
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BokutoxFem Reader
Cw: +18. Very smutty fic. Friends to lovers, Slow smut, Lot’s of foreplay, fingering, oral sex, stuffing kink, mating press, prone bone
Tonights the night.
~~~~~~Earlier that week~~~~~~~
Bokuto held YC in his lap, his hands slowly groping and caressing her breasts, her tank top now was loosely bunched around her mid drift and her lips grazed and pecked his.
She gazed upon his amber eyes, anticipation and neediness were all that she saw. The hungry gaze of the buff man was something she had never seen this close up. Sure he had a familiar aura, she had felt it many times before during every match of his she attended. Was it eagerness? A competitive streak? Arousal- well, of course it was arousal…but there was something more to it. She didn’t want to get ahead of herself.
For now she just wanted to enjoy the moment. She fluttered her eyes close, her voice softly seeping into their passion as Bokuto eagerly kissed and touched.
He hungrily kissed her lips, his excitement was blatant and he couldn’t get enough of her lips. He greedily began to explore, enjoying the sweet taste of her beneath his tongue. Her moans were better than any cheering he had ever heard, it just motivated the olympian to dive into the next step.
Not forgetting to be gentle, he began to slowly trail the kisses to her neck and shoulders, sliding the straps of her bra down her shoulders ever so gently. He wanted to see. He wanted to touch, grope, suck, bite. He wanted it more than anything and he had secretly craved this for so long. He sunk his teeth into her sweet spot, making sure to be gentle yet firm. He sucked softly on her skin, caressing up and down the sides of his torso, edging his hands up to soon touch a much awaited sensual area of hers. He wanted a reaction first to grasp how ready she was, and oh boy was he getting a good reaction.
His arousal began to grow more prominent, his lust rendered him drunk off her body. Awareness was slipping away from both of them.
She began to tremble, her skin heating up under his fingers. His lips tickled and nipped her skin. Upon shivering when he took his bite, she jumped, letting out a surprised yelp and bucked her hips into his. “K-Kotaro!~”
Thats when they both stopped, YCs face now hot with embarrassment and her hands now clasped over her lips. She uttered his first name. They had always been on casual terms but this was an unexpectedly effective way to raise the heat of their moment. She glanced down only to see Bokuto starring up at her with a bright pink tint to his face.
She could feel something hard in his lap and he knew that she knew what is was. They both starred at each other, now fully aware of where things had gone.
Within seconds, YC had hopped off his lap and was quickly pulling her shirt over her chest while shyly making up excuses. “Sorry! My bad- I mean um. I didn’t mean to uh. I have finals on Monday, I should go home and study some more. I’ll text you when I get home!”
She scrambled to grab her belongings while quickly scrambling out of his bedroom and out the house.
Bokuto sat there on his bed, his hands still in the air where her torso once was, very confused as to what the hell just happened. He had his usual lost stare, now groping the empty space in front of his before pouting, “no boobies…?”
Blissfully unaware of the fact that they had both graduated college a few years ago.
~~~~~~
It took days for YC to finally calm down enough to actually text him back with one worded answers. She was practically dying from embarrassment the entire time. They had always had a sort of flirtatious friendship. Hand holding, the lack of personal space, cuddles, naps together, her bumming piggyback rides off him, him getting cuddles from her during his mood swings, and even occasional pecks on the cheek. This was all done under the obvious lie of a platonic friendship.
This flimsy shield fooled no one. Not even the infamously dense Bokuto. However there was always something holding them back. College graduation, Bokuto’s Olympian career, family crisis’, long distance, it was always something unspoken but fully excused. Things had suddenly changed now that they were both honest about their attraction for each other.
Their flirtatious friendship now had obvious emotional strings attached and now it was to late to turn back. YC wasn’t even sure if he felt the same way. Afterall, Bokuto was by nature extremely kind and just a bit flirty. She found herself at an emotional cross roads. She had deep feelings for Bokuto but he was rarely in the country these days due to his career.
What she didn’t know was Bokuto also found himself juggling the same feelings, which lead him to using any opportunity he could to come back to their home town to bug her. Even with plenty of money to buy a place, he enjoyed staying at his family home, with being just a few houses down from her.
They had a few blurred lines sure, but Bokuto couldn’t resist his reliance on her attention. When things would occasionally get a bit on the heated side, they would play their usual games of chicken. Their flirting never crossed any big boundaries beyond a few pecks and love bites. Maybe even an adventurous caress here or there, but nothing outwardly adulterated. Neither of them were aware of when the shift truly happened, but when it did, for her it meant something secretly special, but to him, it was a step in the direction he liked. He never pushed the envelope to far, but on the inside he was swooning. He may have been the sharpest knife in the drawer…in fact, he could be considered a spoon among cutlery, but he knew that all he wanted was to be the center of her attention.
Her phone pinged.
“Hey hey! Let’s hang out!”
Ping.
“Let’s go to the gym!”
Ping.
“A run?”
Ping.
“A fast walk?”
Ping.
“A stroller?”
Ping
“Wait no.”
Ping.
“Stroll?”
Ping.
“Walk? A walk. Yeah that.”
YC heard the repeated notification sound and didn’t have to even guess who it was. Her heart thumped rapidly in her chest and she sighed after reading the barrage of messages, glancing back up at the mirror and at the faint little mark he had left on her skin. She knew she couldn’t keep avoiding him forever. He was pretty dumb but he wasn’t blissfully unaware of his surroundings all the time. After all, volleyball season was over until summer and aside from training, he usually hung out with YC and the guys still in Japan. Eventually, Aakashi would be busy with an editing deadline and Kuroo would have to leave town for work. Bokuto was very high energy and required quite a bit of attention already. She couldn’t run forever.
Ping.
“Im really sorry…please talk to me.”
Her heart sunk and she felt a tinge of guilt. That was it. She couldn’t hold back any longer. She gathered up her courage along with her purse and phone and headed to the front door. She needed to talk to him in person.
She took a deep breath before openong the door. She quickly noticed something and turned her head to the right.
There was Bokuto; sitting with his knees to his chest, balled up and moping. Despite his hair being shorter, it was still obviously drooping due to his bad mood. He also had a grocery bag beside him, a few of her favorite snacks inside.
He glanced up at her and blushed before looking away, that same solemn pout still on his face.
YCs heart eased and the tension in her gut disappeared. He was so obvious that she couldn’t help but smile. After a few moments, she sighed and went to sit beside him. “You okay there bud?” She asked in a gentle voice.
Bokuto pouted, to ashamed to e and now a bit embarrassed by the way her voice lightly joked.
YC grabbed the bag and held it up, “A peace offering?”
Bokuto wouldn’t look at her. His pouty face was as cute as ever. “No… why would you think that…. It’s not like taking it would make me feel better or anything…. Look I know I messed up, I should have asked if it was okay sooner. I get it if you don’t feel like talking to me…I don’t even know why I’m here…”
She already felt bad about practically ghosting him but she couldn’t help but feel flattered by his obvious attempt at reconciliation. She knew he would probably pout if she flat out said that it was okay. She wanted to apologize herself, but not here. It was time to coax him in.
A small giggle left her lips and she opened the bag. She smiled when she saw a few drinks, her favorite savory snacks, and even some of his rare feel good cheat meal snacks. She grabbed a drink and held it up, “Darn….I really wanted some of this too. I guess im going to have to pass on ordering Yakiniku. I don’t have any yummy drinks like these to pair it with…”
Bokuto peeked over at her, his attention now grasped. “Barbecue?”
She sighed, a soft smile on her face and an obviously faked tone mixed with her sigh, “Yep, I just got a huge bonus on my pay check. I was going to order lots of pork, chicken, beef, veggies, rice…..”
His mouth was practically watering as he turned his full attention to her, “You were…gunna…eat all that…by yourself?”
YC sighed, “Hm? Me? Oh no. I was actually about thinking of finding a date. Maybe someone tall, funny, muscular, and really loves barbecue.”
Bokuto cut his eyes at her before huffing and looking away, “Oh… I see how it is….I guess he’d be better looking than me too?”
YC stared at him, once again dumb struck by how completely witless he was. She was then completely flattered by the obvious display of jealousy.
She giggled and took a chance., “You are the date silly~”
Bokuto paused for a moment before smiling and pointing at himself, “Me?”
She nodded, kissing his cheek gently and pulling away, “I didn’t mean to ignore you. Now come on.”
YC took his hand and lead him into the house, the tension between them now eased by the unspoken promise to talk it out. They knew things weren’t going to be easy but they were ready to try.
Bokuto blushed from the kiss to his cheek, gently taking her hand when it was offered and following her into the house. He wasn’t sure if she really had truly forgiven him but things were looking a lot better now
After ordering their food and pretending things were back to normal, the two of them began to play some classic video games. Neither of them were the best at the game but they were evenly matched with their skills. Eventually after tying with the frosted haired man for what felt like the 80th time, YC decided she needed a break.
With a tired sigh, she put away her controller and stretched out her arms, soon just giving up and laying her head back against the cushion of the couch they were sitting in front of.
Bokuto stopped for a moment, huffing and complaining, “Aw come on YC. You’re seriously throwing in the towel already?”
YC didn’t pay his complaint much mind. “Aw come on, in still full from all that food. Besides im bored of playing video games!”
A chuckle left Bokuto’s lips and he purred out to her, “Oh I don’t do boring. You’re just challenging me at this rate”
YN waved her hand dismissively, “Fine then! Pick a new game for us. But it has to be something new and exciting. Otherwise I’m going to bed.” She teased
Bokuto heard the discontent in her voice and stared at her for a moment, starring at a faint spot on her neck. He had left his claim on her and felt a sense of pride when he looked at the fading mark. He may have been an idiot with most things, but he had mixed emotions that required some deep thought.
He knew she was likely just teasing. She never kept her word with the petty threats along those lines. He was still unsure about her true intentions now. The way she suddenly got up and practically ran away from him. The way she kissed his cheek earlier counteracted her actions before. She even referred to him as her date. Did she feel the same as him? Did she want more? Was she just shy? Why hadn’t they ever talked about this sooner?
Amongst all of these feelings, Bokuto was also faced with a challenge. He was never one to turn down competition and something about his competitive streak made the gears in his head turn.
She was as beautiful as ever to him and he could feel tension at the back of his throat. He didn’t know if indulging in his feelings for her was the best idea but his heart was aching for her at this point. Each trip back home after a season just made him miss her so much more when he went away. He knew he had to act before summer rolled around this year or else he would lose his mind.
After what he experienced with her earlier that week, he didn’t think he could keep these feelings back anymore. Each memory of her soft lips brushing up against his made his chest pound. He wanted so much more from her. He decided that tonight he could try be a bit more selfish.
He took the opportunity of her guard being down to gulp back the lump in his throat. After taking a deep silent breath, he leaned his body in close to hers and pressed his lips against her neck, softly planting two kisses near her earlobe and jaw to get her attention
YC quickly opened her eyes, a gasp leaving her lips and her eyes soon meeting his. “Boku..to…”
He gazed back at her a now competitive gleam coming from his stare “Wanna play chicken again? Loser has to say what they’re feeling?…”
YC blushed, her cheeks hot with embarrassment when she realized where this was going. “I meant a video game!” She protested
Bokuto raised an eyebrow, “So is that a no?”
She couldn’t run from embarrassment now, she was in her own home. Not to mention, she didn’t want to run. She was acting on impulse before. It was time to see this through. She nodded
Bokuto slid his hand up to hold her cheek, his lips returning to the faint spot on her neck to remark the spot. The first thing he wanted to do was to give her something to remind her of his desire for her.
After a few moment of teasing she let out a gentle gasp, shivering under his bite. Her hands reached up to grasp his pecks, gently squeezing as she felt her body tense up from excitement.
He pulled away, chuckling softly and speaking softly, “You’re really sensitive huh?” He leaned in and briefly planted his lips against her face, gently moving in closer to show her how serious he was. His eyes remained half shut and his frequency of the kisses grew. He made sure to gently yet lovingly kiss her, giving all his focus to making sure she was comfortable.
YC soon covered her face from the embarrassment once again, sinking down into her emotions and whining out quietly, “Bokutoooo…..”
With a satisfied grin, he pulled away to whisper, “Throwing in the towel already? I guess I won. Go on, pay up…”
YC was shocked but she couldn’t flee. She didn’t want to. She felt the passion of his lips against her face. His half closed gaze was one of wanting. He even had a serious look on his face that she had only seen a few times before.
“I…” she kept her face covered.
“I…feel…nervous….so nervous I could curl up and die.” She admitted shyly.
Bokuto chuckled “Why? Are you nervous?~”
YC frowned, “That’s all you’re getting…it’s my turn now….” She said before reaching her hands back to lay on his bulky chest before pulling herself up to gently kiss his lips.
He was shocked but not detoured. That only motivated him to work harder at trying to win their little game. He eagerly kissed back, taking special care to listen and feel for what she desired in their kiss.
She pushed back into the embrace while letting her eyes slowly soften. She could feel his tongue intruding into her mouth in no time, the eagerness somehow not being overbearing. He made her whole body feel like it was going to melt.
Her hands slowly moved up and down touching the front of his tshirt, her palms resting on his large soft pecks, in love with his form. Her tongue didn’t demand much when it wrestled with his and he very easily took control, slowly taking over. The two of them fed off of each others energy, the kiss soon getting loud and wet.
A soft huff left his lips as he briefly pulled away cooing out a sweet taunt, “Gotta try harder than that if you want me to give~”
She pouted before they returned to the kiss, moving her hands up to rest at the nape of his neck. It didn’t take long until Bokuto had her pulled into his lap. His large rough grip slowly touched away at her hips and sides. He groped her curves, toying with her body while avoiding the blatantly erotic zones. He slid his hands down along the sides and tops of her thighs, his kisses now going from dominant to needy and lust driven. His tongue demanded unlimited access to her.
Before they knew it, they were both breathing heavily, barely pulled away from each other. YC huffed softly while she studied Bokuto’s expression. She just couldn’t get him to cave. He had such a determined look on his face. She only saw this from him when he was in his competitive mindset. This was a game to him and he had the upper hand. He was determined to show her he wasn’t all bark and no bite, his indulgence caused him to slip into a lust driven trance.
YC reached up slowly to touch the side of his face. She was so immersed in the moment that she felt all of her fear disappear. Instead she was driven by the competitive tension. She knew what to do to get her way. Speaking ever so softly to get his attention, she uttered out the key word to his heart, “Kotaro…”
Bokutos expression immediately changed. A bright red tint suddenly filled his cheeks and he looked away. The man had lost his nerve the second she used his first name. He didn’t know what to do next, he was frozen in place. He burried his face in her neck, hugging her close and muttering out, “That’s cheating….”
YC realized quickly that the mood had shifted. Her partner was embarrassed, so she immediately followed suit. Unlucky for her, her face was already hot from the heat of their kiss.
Bokuto had a moment of realization similar to YCs earlier that week. The girl who he had worked so hard to impress for so long was now on his lap, letting him indulge in his fantasy. She even called him by his first name. He had more thoughts going through his mind now than ever before.
“I want her so bad. I want her more than anything. That was so hot, oh my god. I need her now or else I’ll lose my mind.”
He didn’t even have to think about it, he already knew that he was rock hard and she was millimeters away from pressing up against it once again. He was struggling to fight for control. The urge to push and grind up against her was to much. He was trying so hard to avoid taking over. What was he even supposed to say to her? ‘I wanna rip your clothes off and play with you until the sun comes up and then do it some more???’
Even he wasn’t that bold. All these thoughts coursed through his mind while he gripped her hips, keeping them at bay and away from his bulge.
She could tell he was losing his nerve. She figured it was just because of her little power move. She had no idea what was going to happen now. As awkward as she may have felt, she knew she had to step up to avoid yet another night of physical and emotional edging. Now was her moment.
Sucking up her fear, YC slid her hand from the nape of his neck down to his cheek. Her other hand slid up to his shoulder and her mouth met his once again, a gentle kiss being her way of coaxing him out of her neck, “We had a deal, remember?…”
Bokuto couldn’t even react initially he was so caught off guard. He soon realized he had fallen into a new type of spiral. He was love drunk and now sinking into this new addiction. He slipped his hands up and down along her back before resting them back on her hips. His shy gaze met hers and he pouted his lips softly, “Are you sure you want to know? I can’t really put it into…words”
YC nodded softly, gently biting her bottom lip before gently pressing her forehead against his. “A deals a deal…”
Bokuto loved the look on her face, his body now slowly taking over and acting on its own. He took the gamble and kissed her cheek while closing his eyes and gently pulling her hips forward to sit on his bulging tent, the restriction only growing more intense when it made contact with her clothed warmth.
YC practically burnt up from shyness. Bokuto pulled away to watch her expression. YC covered her face once more, a soft squeak of embarrassment coming from behind her palms. They both lost the game at this point.
He gently coaxed her to talk to him with a moment of reassurance, “Do you want to stop?” While moving his hands up to gently hold the outside of her upper arms.
She shyly shook her head, letting him know that she had no intention of leaving. She wanted to see this through.
Bokuto smiled and pecked her on the exposed sides of her face. “Okay, your turn. Tell me…”
She shook her head once again, feeling her embarrassment still bubbling up inside of her. “I…want to keep going…not just for tonight either…” she admitted while retreating back into her curled up hands.
Bokuto was starting to understand what she meant and he felt his heart skip with joy. A big grin formed, “I’m going all out then, okay?~” he cooed playfully.
She couldn’t help it. She nodded and slowly plopped herself down on the ground, letting the surge of awkwardness take over until she was on the ground.
Bokuto chuckled and playfully followed behind her, climbing over her and straddling her hips. He lifted her hands off her face and placed them on his shoulders, advancing in to planting a loving kiss on her lips. No words were needed in that moment. The sexual tension grew with each passing second and before they knew it, they were soon wrestling their tongues once more with a deep and heavy passion.
YCs hands were rubbing up and down Bokuto’s torso, occasionally pulling him down to press her chest against his during particular deep moments. Amongst their shuffling and petting, she managed to slolwy buck her hips up to press herself up against his prominent crotch.
As soon as her hips made contact with his lap, he let out a small chuckle, pleased by her body language. His amber stare clouded with desire while his hand slid up and found a handful of her breast.
He was pleasantly suprised to discover a lack of barrier, the only thing separating the skin to skin being her thin tshirt. The eagerness almost took over as he carefully groped and rubbed. It wasn’t long before he rubbed around and felt her nipples perked under the thin tshirt fabric. He pulled away with a smug grin, pink still lightly tinting his pale cheeks. One thing was on his mind and he had began losing control of his patience and gentleness. “Looks like my guess was right~ You weren’t wearing a bra. You’re really good at hiding it though. I turned the air on and everything, and you just kept your arms over them the whole night~”
YC gasped in shock, wincing softly when he massaged her bosom. His fingers trailing over her perky buds caused a surge of chills to run up her spine. Goosebumps danced on her already chilled skin, feeling more exposed than ever before, mostly because she had been trying to hide them this entire evening.
When she received his teasing remark, she looked at him, shocked and amazed at how sneaky he had been. She had to remember thats just because he wasn’t the smartest person she had ever met, didn’t mean he didn’t think. When he was motivated, he had a stunning ability to think ahead. “If what I did earlier was cheating, you rigged the whole game…” she huffed and pouted.
Bokuto gave her a mischievous look and spoke gently, “I always try my best to get what I want. I’ve waited so long that I had to think in my best interests.~ If I couldn’t get my way, I might as well leave with a good memory for later.” He taunted while brushing his thumb over her clothed bud.
YC trembled, gently resting her face in the crook of his neck and stifling her pleasured voice. “You didn’t have to say it out loud….that…you think of me when…you..” she trailed off while biting and caressing along the firm muscle tone of his neck.
Bokuto gasped yearning for more and now whispering gently while his cock pulsed against her clothed excitement. “I do~ All the time~ What about you? Hm?~” he cooed while his hands explored.
YC nodded slowly, now giving in to his every coo and flirt. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him in closer to her awaiting body.
YC slid her kisses down to Bokuto’s neck and with a nice little bite to his sweet spot, Bokuto jerked his hips into hers as he shivered, now pressing their clothed arousal together. Both of them let out weak moans, Bokuto using it to set a firm rhythm for him to give her a taste of how he wants to ravish her body.
It didn’t take long for his needy side to come out and he was soon motioning her to rock her hips, his spare hand now leading her rub her heat up against him. He breathed with each kiss and peck she made and soon he spoke his mind, his desires forming a low whisper for YCs ears, “You know what that means right?…I require a lot of attention. I’m gunna bug the heck out of you all the time you know?”
When she processed the comment he had just made, she felt a weight lift off her shoulders. “As long as you promise to never stop needing me~”
Bokuto started to ever so slowly lose the last of his grip on his patience. He pressed his forehead to hers, closing his eyes and letting out a muffled pant.
He paused the kisses for a moment, slowly sliding his hands under her shirt, excited to feel the bare skin of her curves. His digits danced up her belly, admiring the contours and edges of her soft hot skin. He trailed his thumb over the peak of her bust playing with the erect nipples Once his palm pressed on the hot bare skin of her breast.
YC kissed the side of his head, her heart racing from the realization that they were taking things to the next level. Her tender breasts were already sensitive from the cold and his hot hands created a lewd sensation to course through her. Goosebumps appeared and her buds became fully erect. “B-Bokuto~”
The sound of her letting out small moans, her eyes shutting from the embarrassment of making such lewd noises, the sight of her smooth skin peaking out from under the shirt motivated his next move. He may have been explorative but it was obvious he knew what he was doing.
“Hey…say my first name again.” He cooed while moving his palms down and hooking his thumbs at the hem of her shirt, slowly pulling up.
His bulge was definitely in her way and now she has to decide to make that big step. A very big step according to the girth of his tightly restricted member. starred into his amber eyes with a gentle expression, completely submitting to his touch before whispering his name softly, “Kotaro…”
That was far more attractive than he expected. Even though he accepted that things were escalating fast and he knew hid next move, such bold moves caused him to swallow a lump in his throat as he inched closer to a sight he had only dreamt of. This was completely different than anything he had come face to face with before He lifted her shirt up over her breasts, his piercing gaze making its way to her beautiful bare torso.
YC gently lifted her hands over her breasts, covering Bokuto’s view. He wasn’t to happy about that. He pouted before moving her wrists to pin them next to her head. His grip was firm enough to make sure she couldn’t budge. With a hungry beam, he leaned in kissing and softly licking along her breasts. He placed his mouth on her right bosom, sucking briefly on her nipple before gently tugging it with his teeth.
YC yelped out softly, shivering and protesting the pleasure, “H-Hey! That’s…Nnh~ Please…They’re sensetive…” she admitted, not wanting him to stop but also being to bashful to keep her excitement down.
He was completely in love with the appearance of her bare chest. Every curve, contour, and mound was so unique to her body. He could feel his tip dampening his boxers. They had been dry humping and grinding for so long by this point that his appendage ached. He needed to act on relieving some tension soon.
His voice added to the cacophony of their intimacy. “I didn’t think you’d sound this cute” he mentioned with a moody pout while he pulled away, releasing her hands and unbuttoning his jeans to let his mound breathe.
She watched him pull away, her eyes now following his hands as they worked to free himself from his confinement. Her heart raced fast, reality setting in in a whole new way. “Bokuto~ I….” She trailed off as she stared at his large bulky frame hovering over her.
The sight of her lips being lightly swollen from their constant sucking and nibbling added insult to injury. He watched her eyes widened upon seeing his tent taking up a considerable amount of room from his boxers. His mound throbbed and pulsed with flattery. Her surprise gave him a shiver of confidence and fueled his ambition.
Leaning forward, he bit down tenderly on her left nipple adding to the love bites he scattered on her neck and chest. His digits danced down her torso from her breasts to her tummy, and in no time they had her pants down her thighs, “Hey hey…don’t forget….I want you to call me by my first name.” He whispered softly.
Bokuto had every right to feel impressed. YC was now curious just to see how intense he really was. His size was impressive to say the least. So far he was no slacker when it came to foreplay so when he but down on one of her most gentle areas
YC complied, panting his name into the kiss, “Kotaro please~ I….I love…” she trailed off, to bashful to finish the sentence
He moved his hand to hold her cheek, “I do too…”
He spoke in a hushed tone, a serious look in his eyes, “I want you to be mine….and only mine.~”
He pecked her lips. “You’re all I think about… all the time…I want to be selfish and take you all to myself.”
YN blushed, giving in to his moody demands and nodding softly. “Please stay by my side~”
She gently lifted her hips to help him get her pants off of her legs. Her own hand went behind her to tug at the hem of his jeans.
When Bokuto picked up on her body language he perked up, jumping into action. Once she began to tug on his clothes, he wasted no time sitting up and quickly sliding his pants off his legs. He took a moment To appreciate the scene, her black panties covering not nearly as much as he thought they would. He then ripped off his shirt, throwing it off to the side with the rest of their clothes
His hand reached down to pull her body close to him, cupping her backside, his hips reconnecting to hers while his large palms enjoying the handful. He grinned and began kissing and biting at the curve of her neck once more, realizing that his favorite thing to do was to kiss her delicate skin.
YC gasped when she felt him take a handful of her backside, only to softly giggle at the feel of his lips on her neck. She felt so much more relaxed now that they had confessed, yet the sexual tension only seemed to escalate. Her giggle shifted to a breathy moan in a matter of seconds.
He slid his hand up from her tender behind and along her side, his kisses slowly reaching to travel up to her earlobe. He began to nip at her soft lone while his other hand made its way down her lower abdomen to the lining of her panties.
YC shivered when he began toying with her ear lobe. The way he bit and bucked his hips felt primal. His clothed member ground up against her covered folds. Goosebumps formed and covered her skin, giving away just how truly excited she was. By the time his hand began to wander, her hand slowly reaching up to hold the side of his head while he kissed her.
He noticed her soft skin prickling under his fingertips and he paused his teasing to nuzzle his face into her hand. With a soft kiss he soon spoke up, “Still Nervous?” He asked while stopping his hands from venturing any further.
YC turned her head a bit to meet his gaze, nodding her head and pecking his lips to answer back softly, “Of course I am…I’ve wanted this for so long….now it’s for real…”
Knowing she felt the same was reassuring. The only negativity he felt was the regret of not acting on his urges sooner. “I guess I shouldn’t keep you waiting then…I won’t let you down then…I’ll do my best,” he said with hungry voice
“Kotaro….” She whispered his name again while touching the side of his face.
He smiled softly, using a soft kiss to her temple to relax her while he slipped his hand onto the front of her panties. He made sure to rub along the crevic of her heat, paying extra attention to add pressure to her most sensitive spot. The gentle petting and edging was something he was excited to indulge on. Making sure he could pleasure her the whole night was a dream of his that he was ready to make a reality right now. He watched her carefully while touching and caressing her soaked slit, brushing the tips over her awaiting clit to gage her sensetivity
YC let out a quiet yip, “Aa-aah!~” she whimpered when his fingers grazed along her awaiting bud.
He loved the sound of her voice but he loved what he felt under his fingers even more. Dampness had already taken over her heat, “I barely touched you and you already sound this cute~” he taunted.
She tried to remain still as he began to circle his fingers around the bud. Her mind was already racing and she couldn’t argue back. Her spare hand held his tough shoulders, marveling at how hot and flushed his skin was. She had only seen his skin turn this gentle hue of pink when he was drunk. She would soon come to realize that he was drunk. He was drunk off of her body and now she was partaking in the same debauchery.
The way he only gently grazed her most tender button was truly a sign that he was going to rally her lust. She rocked her hips into his hand, her ass pressing against his bulging mound and practically pushing herself into his lap despite laying under him. She wanted him to know that she wanted so much more.
With his dick twitching eagerly, he rocked his hips against hers, teasing her wetness and letting it dampen his boxers before applying pressure from the tips of his fingers to her soft bud. His digits easily slipped over her clit, already damp, fully aroused, and eager for attention. They worked at a gentle speed, establishing his rhythm quickly based on her reactions and pleas for more.
Excited gasps left YCs lips as she felt his fingers begin to touch on her eager bud. Arousal displayed on her cool skin and with each rub and flick of her bud she could feel herself melting under his fingertips. She could already tell by how attentive he was being that he only wanted to please her and he was doing so well already. It made her even more excited to see how fun this would be.
Bokuto watched her closely, his digits feeding into each reaction she gave him. Her hips rocked forward into his fingers so she could get as much pleasure as possible. Knowing how delicate her body was with pleasure, it wasn’t long before she felt herself nearing the edge. She let out small yelps, pants, and whimpers.
Shivers, whimpers, and the prickle of hot breath, flooded Bokuto’s senses. There was so much chemistry between the two that they could both feel the fireworks of compatibility firing off wuth each touch. A big grin filled the frosted haired mans expression and he kissed her cheek before removing his hand from her panties and licking and sucking on his middle and ring finger.
YC watched, soon reaching her hands up to hide her face from the embarrassment. He frowned, using his other hand to move her hands from her face, “I won’t let you keep doing that. Look at me…please.”
YC felt like her face was on fire and all she could do was nod while looking into his love lacquered gaze.
He moved his hand back between her legs, his fingers gently caressing and teasing over her entrance. It wasn’t long before she heard his playful coos. “Don’t be embarrassed~ You look so tasty I couldn’t resist.” His lubricated fingers slipping into her upon the last word leaving his lips.
YC may have felt shy from his teasing, but that quickly disappeared when she was taken over by his thick fingers penetrating her hole. He filled her cave with such a slow and careful stroke, carefully feeling for her sweet spots. His extremities reacted to each gasp and moan moving on instinct while all of his focus went to a half lidded stare at her gorgeous face.
Her hole was slick and tight. The snug feel was enough to drive him mad with anticipation. He wanted to just fuck her senseless already but the need to see her a dripping and begging mess came first. He wanted to see her a complete mess with pleasure so that he could savor every moment that they shared tonight.
She resisted the urge to press her hips back against him, failing miserably as he curled his fingertips to her gspot.She didn’t want to seem so weak and pathetic right off the bat, but it just caused her to whine out his name with the most pitiful voice. “Hng-Ko-Kotar-Kotaro!~”
He couldn’t take it. He pulled his fingers out with a satisfying schlick and yanked her panties to the side so he could see her soft lower lips. He pressed her legs up, holding them in place before dragging his tongue over her soaked slit, soon diving his tongue into the divot that housed her clit. He began rubbing along it with his tongue, loving the taste of her sopping heat with each flick of her bud.
YC whined and begged, her gasps being the only thing to separate her needy moans. His tongue quickly worked at her most fragile bundle of nerves, causing her core to flutter with a desperate throb. She trembled, throwing her head back and desperately holding on to the carpet. That wasn’t enough, her mind was foggy and her hips bucked.
Within seconds he was soon taking long greedy licks, his lips occasionally sucking on her bud in between impatient kisses. It wasn’t long until his touch slid along the epicenter of her slick juices. His tongue managed to snake its way into her hole, eagerly licking and exploring. He loved the way she tasted, how hot her skin had become, how she was starting to completely submit to his touch.
YC let out a few desperate coos, aching for more. She was getting close. Her body took over and her hands ended up in his hair, gripping it and disheveling it as she held on tight.
That only motivated Bokuto to target her sweet spot, his tongue sliding up to her desperate clit. He was going to push her over the edge in the best way he knew how. It didn’t take genius to know that the way she reacted when he played with it meant she loved it. His tongue went to work, enjoying each one of her intense pleas while she tugged on his now messy white hair.
Drool dripped from her chin as she felt her orgasm approaching. “Kotaro!~” She called out his name as a warning and Bokuto swiftly jumped into action.
He pulled her hips up closer to his face, holding her folds open by tightly gripping her thighs and cheeks, one hand lightly slapping the side of her ass upon making contact.
YC shivered, trying not to thrash her legs as she felt herself cumming. Her hands quickly came up to her mouth, releasing his now disheveled hair. She covered her mouth as she came hard, bucking her hips up to his face and curling her toes.
Bokuto eagerly licked up her juices, using the freedom of her orgasm to open up room for another one. He slipped his middle and ring fingers directly into her convulsing heat.
YC quickly bucked and rocked her hips, trembling and shaking when he presses into her gspot. Her back arched and her hands desperately moved to grip the carpet under them.
Bokuto watched her squirm and wiggle under him. Her breasts and curves bounced beautifully, causing Bokuto to stare hungrily at her, his cock now being painfully repressed from how desperate he was. It motivated him to plunged and pushed against her gspot. He sat up straight, pulling her hips close to his and pushing his palm up against her clit.
YC quaked, her body unable to contain its excitement. He kept her orgasm going, not letting it end and instead igniting another one. She couldn’t stay tense forever. Eventually she collapsed under his touch, trembling and shuddering as his palm stimulated her clit. She couldn’t hold herself back now and she let out a loud and lewd moan, her cunt now dripping with arousal and soaking Bokuto’s hand.
That was probably the hottest thing that the man had ever seen. He couldn’t resist his urges any longer. Especially when he watched her once chilly skin now starting the bead sweat over all of her sweet spots. Even the front of her panties were soaking wet. All of this was only illuminated by the blue glow of the tv
He slid his fingers out of her slippery cave, loving the slick sound her pussy made. His hand slipped the front of his now soaked boxers down, his thick member popping out while he leaned in, kissing her lips while he whispered to her, “YC…” he spoke while rubbing the thick length along her inner thighs, letting her feel how ready he was.
His hand guided itself down to his veiny pulsing girth. All it wanted to do was to stuff itself inside of YC, it didn’t matter how, it just craved relief. He rubbed the tip of his cock along her soaked panties, placing a shy peck to her cheek as he lifted one of her legs up from behind her knee
YC was still coming down from the work he put in with his mouth and fingers, she wasnt prepared for when she suddenly felt a new sensation pressing against her damp panties. She knew that she couldn’t take the wait any longer. With a gentle bite and nip at Bokuto’s lower lip, she rocked her hips up against his tip, motioning her panties to be pushed aside.
Bokuto’s soft kisses served as a distraction to the both of them. Both of them felt as their arousal began to slip and slide against eachother, only causing them to both moan and gasp into the kiss. He rocked his hips slowly, making sure to push and press his member past her thinly clothed heat and to graze his tip over her begging hole.
They both let out soft moans of relief when the heat of her lower lips pressed against his shaft. Bokuto focused on sliding the head directly over her clit, pleasuring both of them while he mentally prepared to burry himself into his lover.
YC shivered and bucked her hips as her thighs tried to instinctively close from how sensitive she still was. She gasped softly when she felt his tip attempt to slide over the well lubricated entrance. She realized quickly that he was built thickly in more ways than one. A gentle whisper left her lips to get his attention, only pausing to gently return his soft pecks, “Bokuto…I love….you…” each pause being embraced with a kiss.
He blushed a gentle pink when he finally heard her say it out loud. He pouted and looked into her eyes softly, “I wanted to say it first…” he moped while pulled her leg up to rest on his hip. He resumed the kiss, his teeth bit and tugged on her bottom lip, showing off his passion.
YC pulled him in tight, one arm wrapping under his arm to hold his bare back and the other holding onto his cheek as she fought the kiss. She slowly slithered her tongue into his mouth, grinding her hips closer to his.
Bokuto let out a soft moan when she slid her tongue into his mouth. He immediately melted to the will of her tongue. Now was as good a time as ever, he was moving according to the desires of his body. His hips moved on their own, taking over as he finally dipped the tip of his dick into her dripping hole. Feeling a chill run up his back from pure bliss as soon as the heat engulfed the head of his cock, he found himself greedily stuffing the majority of it, right into her drenched pussy.
“Fuck…” he growled softly into the kiss.
“A-ahh~ Oh god~….” YC whimpered out, trying to muffle her voice in the kiss.
The two both let out their surprised lewd moans, causing both of them to pause to adjust to the intense sensations. It only took a moment before Bokuto began to rock and stroke his hips against YCs, stuffing her hole more with each thrust. He slid his hands down to hold her hips in place while he shoved his cock into her firmly, “Fuck… it’s to good YC~”
YC leaned her head back, letting out a louder moan when he crowded himself into her further. She was surprised to discover he still had so much more to give, marveled by the sheer girth of his dick. Not only was it the tight fit, just finally being physically united with Bokuto was euphoric. He filled her in such a new and intense way. His cock was so thick and defined, able to even feel the distinct vein running along it when she focused on how he felt inside of her. She clung to him tightly, wrapping her leg up to rest on his lower back. “B-Boku…bokut-ahh~” she was a moaning mess.
She wasn’t alone. Bokuto was in shock from how delightfully hot and slick her tunnel was. It may have just been the strength of their chemistry but he had never felt this delightful. The way her pussy encased him so perfectly, the sounds it made with each thrust, how slick and ready it was for him to use as his. Everything about it was addicting. Now that he had her, his body still craved more. All he could do was pull away from the kiss, ripping off the rest of her shirt and resuming his powerful and steady rhythm with his hands tightly gripping her sides, his goal now being to watch her breasts and curves bounce with each whip of his hips.
YC cried out, whining when he briefly stopped, only to become a moaning mess when he resumed. Each firm stroke made it feel like he was hitting the back of her desperate cave. The passion sent her into a trance as her eyes focused on the gorgeously sculpted form over her. He was truly successful at proving that he wanted to satisfy her body in every possible way.
He reached his hand up, grasping her breast while roughly rocking his hips forward to push himself in deeper, their hips clapping together loudly. His eyes wandered and his strokes slowed while he took a moment to take it all in. His hand only fondled for a bit, sliding back down to hold her hips while he watched himself stretch her hole every time he pushed himself inside of her. A devious grin resurfaced and his hand slid down to her stomach, pressing down when he began to speed his thrusts up, keeping the same strength behind each thrust.
Wet sounds were quickly filling the room and YCs moans we’re starting to mix in with them. She felt like he was breaking her open with each ram, the overindulgence making her mind go completely blank. “M-More~ please~” she couldn’t help but desperately beg for more, moaning out in a lewd voice between every firm thrust.
Bokuto couldn’t resist rocking and rolling his hips to meet hers. He breathed heavily, his own grunts and pleas mixing with hers. She felt better than he had ever imagined. He didn’t know if it was the thrill of finally getting his chance with her or if it was just her body being made for him, but all he knew was he was already addicted. Such passion only made their much awaited pleasure so much more fulfilling. Bokuto could only sink deeper into bliss, his usually wide eyes now lidded and starring down at her, just starting to ravage her with all his might
Her body bounced into his desperately after each slam to her gspot. He could hear the slaps, claps, and splashed while he filled and stuffed her in just the right way, making her body convulse and react to each slam. It didn’t take long for her to reach her peak once more.
YCs body felt like an euphoric electricity coursed through it. Her skin raised with goosebumps and her eyes lidded, lust being the only expression present on her face. She had never felt herself get pushed to her limit quite like this, in that moment, her only regret was not giving her body up to him sooner. Her orgasm was completely reinvented, causing her to let out a loud and passionate cry of bliss.
Bokuto winced when he felt her pussy squeeze tightly around him. She was going to cum soon and her hole was overstimulating his cock with each pulse. This caused him to buck into her hard, shoving his entire girth inside of her in one firm thrust, holding it against her gspot while he held her face close to his, staring into her eyes half lidded as he whined quietly against her lips. He was fiercely holding his composure, trying not to release then and there. His dick was drowning in pleasure, making his body desperately hold on to her hips to hold her in place.
YC came hard, her walls tightly sucking him in. “Ko-Kotaro~ Ahh…” she whimpered against his lips as her walls pulsed and squeezed, finally starting to relax.
Kotaro shivered, closing his eyes as her hole clamped and massaged his length. This is was bad, he could feel himself already getting close to the edge.
Precum leaked out of his tip and as soon as her body relaxed, he slid himself out of her, kissing her cheeks and forehead before pulling out and quickly guiding her hips to lay her on her stomach.
YC was weak from her repeated orgasms, practically seeing double by the time she realized she was being turned onto her stomach. “I…I’m still…calming..” she could barely speak as she tried to calm down.
Bokuto stared at her bare ass in awe, unable to look away or hear what she was saying. He wanted to dive his face right in but a different need of his ached. He climbed over her, rubbing his hands up against her plump cheeks before spreading them to marvel at the view. He starred at her drenched cunt, soon pushing his shaft between her cheeks for just a moment, his tip making its way back inside her in no time.
YC let out a sensitive moan, her voice trembling when he re-entered. She gripped the carpet desperately, feeling as he squeezed into the now tighter fit and right into her sweet spot. “K-Kotaro~”
Bokuto quickly realized that he made a vital mistake. The tighter angle did nothing to service him holding back his arousal. His hips were now closer to hers than ever, her ass perked against his hips just right, her moans lewder than ever and his cock was snug inside of her. He leaned over, kissing and biting his shoulder as he tried to slowly stroke to preserve his climax. It wasn’t working.
YC shuddered, moaning as the pressure from his figure mixed with the sensations of his teeth sinking into her shoulder. She reached her hands up to cover her mouth, her emotions over flowing with each smack to her aching pussy. He had managed to keep her entirely on edge the whole time, now was no different. She felt like there was no end to his ability to satisfy her and her moans reflected that.
He couldn’t hold back, his tip leaked but he couldn’t find the strength to pull back. Instead his lips traveled up her neck and to her cheeks, motioning her to kiss him. To make sure of this, he snaked his hands up the back of her neck and to the base of her skull, grabbing her by the base of her hair and aiming her face to his. He wanted to kiss her desperately but he also did this to hush her moans. He loved them so much that they were pushing him over the edge. He couldn’t control his hips anymore, they just smacked and plunged into her backside, causing her ass to move in waves with each hard smack.
She began to reach her end once more, the sheer force of his hips edging her closer and closer. She drooled into the kiss, moaning and trying to warn him of her approaching orgasm once more, her body now unable to keep up with the pleasure overload. When his hands tangled into her hair and began to tug, it was like a switch was flipped and her body caved in on her. Her walls began to close in on him again, just pulling him in as they pulsed.
He was so focused on maintaining his own mental fortitude that he didn’t consider her body giving in so quickly. He had pulled away from the kiss, now pushing her face down against the carpet while gripping her hair. When she came hard once again, he couldn’t hold back this time. He slammed himself in one good time before feeling a cord of tension snap.
“Ah-“ he moaned out harshly while a shock wave of pleasure coursed through his entire being.
He began to cum, the first wave being completely unavoidable before he forced his cock out of her soft hole. His seed spilled out of the tip of his cock and onto her cheeks. He rested his cock on the split of her backside, holding her hips with his hands and watching as it jerked and flinched while releasing onto her back.
Sweat beaded on her skin, mixing with his seed. It was a beautiful view and he soon found himself slowly starting to gain his composure. He soon blushed a deep red and nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck while apologizing, “Sorry…I came inside a bit…” he admitted.
YC was still coming down, somehow far more out of breath than him. Three orgasms is more than enough to where someone out, especially after they had essentially just been used as a hole. When the mental fog cleared, she was made aware of Bokuto’s guilty little pout. She could only giggle quietly before moving to turn onto her back, still in a state of euphoria. She could only pull him into a deep kiss, her tongue sliding back into his mouth to convey a very promiscuous message.
Bokuto’s eyes widened as he kissed her, surprised at how bold she had suddenly become. His member didn’t even have time to fully soften from satisfaction, he already craved more. It grazed against her folds once more, able to tell that it was dampened further by his release. His tongue fought for dominance with hers, his hands reaching down to grip her by her ass.
She roughly tugged and bit at his lip, bucking her hips up against his to beg for more. She was high off his touch, his rhythm, him in general. She had never experienced such chemistry, she wasn’t satisfied yet.
Bokuto was in the same boat, already sensitive to her will as it was. Nothing could have prepared him for how euphoric her body was. His hands went to work, no longer focused on love making but just eager to fuck her relentlessly. His control left him long ago and he pulled her legs up to hook at his hips. His grip on her ass turned into a rough slap, barely able to hold back the same force he used in his powerful cross court shots. That was going to leave a print on her complexion, no doubt about it.
The grip returned to her cheeks and he found himself shoving his cock back inside of her dripping hole, his face breaking away from the pleasure.
They both let out a passionate sound once more, YC now clawing into his back and pulling down.
Bokuto purred from pleasure, only able to gasp out, “God YC…I love you~” he pleaded before smacking his hips against hers with all his might
YC began to let out yelps of lust, her voice unable to be contained as he hit the back of her dripping cunt over and over and over. Her eyes began to drift up and her body collapsed under his touch.
Bokuto latched onto one of her breasts, sucking and biting at her nipples with each thrust. He loved marking up her body now that he was able to claim her in more ways than one. When he watched her face begin to blank out, he knew he had to finish her off on the best note possible.
Bokuto pushed her thighs up grasping the backs of her ankles and forcing his bodyweight forward. She was pressed up into a folded position while his cock plunged inside the deepest divot of her entrance. He was going to fill her in more ways than one. It was already crazy intense with the way her pussy dripped from the mix of their juices, but now there was nothing to stop him. He was going to breed her until they couldn’t move anymore.
YC hadn’t ever been taken to this level. The sting of his hand print on her ass cheek never went away. It only mixed and blended into the pleasure, making her just buck her hips into his more. Hearts were in her eyes as she continued to claw into his back and now tugging on her short hair. Her tongue tangled with his. Her body gave in to his, and in seconds, she was folded up, now taking every bit of his massive girth. She couldn’t even form words anymore, just desperate whines as her cunt quivered.
Bokuto was nearing his peak. The constant thrusting went on and in and on, being driven by excitement and lust. They had been at it for hours by this point and this final position was the grandiose final stretch. Her pussy was pulsing, signifying her getting close. His dick hadn’t stopped leaking since he slid it back into her. Now he was truly getting close.
YC began to cry out from pleasure, one final orgasm bringing her to become a complete mess. She released onto him, dampening the front of his groin while he continued to slap his hips into her.
Bokuto felt himself edging closer and before he knew it he started to cum hard, still thrusting with all his might and causing semen to pour out of her along with her own fluids. After several strong pumps, he couldn’t keep up. His legs went weak and the gave out on him, causing him to have to catch himself with his hands as he watched her lost gaze.
YC shivered, feeling his hot seed fill her up completely. As she slowly calmed down, she eventually looked directly into his gaze, her ears ringing and her body tingling from her head to her toes.
Bokuto pumped a few more times, letting the rest of his release leak into the overcrowded hole. He gently kissed her forehead before pulling away and watching his now softening cock slide out of her, completely drenched in their fluids and still dripping cum. He stared at her abused hole, loving how it dripped with his seed, watching it pour and drip out into a puddle on the floor.
YC eventually spoke up, slowly composing herself and looking up at him while she slowly sat up, “Bokuto…that was…amazing..” she admitted shyly.
The man chuckled, soon pulling her into his lap to kiss her forehead. “If you thought that was amazing, be prepared to have your mind blown a lot~” he kissed her cheeks, “Well…more than just your mind actually~”
YC blushed a bright red before smacking his now dewy chest playfully, “Way to ruin a moment..” she said shyly with a pout.
Bokuto smiled and nuzzled into her neck, “I can make it up to you…. I’ll scrub your back~” he cooed softly.
YC smiled, chuckling and teasing back, “Who said I would let you into the shower with me?~”
“Can I at least peak?” He asked playfully
And with that, the two had officially become a couple. Their chemistry and lust for each other was unmatched and they had many many many more wonderful nights like this ahead of them.
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they see you wearing a men’s sized sweater and think you’re cheating on them
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characters: atsumu, bokuto, kenma, ushijima, (gn!reader)
summary: what happens when they see you wearing a men’s sized sweater and wrongfully assume you’re cheating on them.
warnings: nothing, just a hint of angst, some suggestive things and some dumb boys–
notes: this actually isn’t that angsty! everyone is aged up and living together but it doesn’t really matter lmao (u can request others if you’d like! i kinda wanna do kageyama and oikawa)
part one | part two | part three | part four
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hi theree! i’m obsessed with your writing!! i was just wondering if i can request a hurt/comfort with any of the haikyuu boys (pls include atusmu) that they forgot about date night? thankss x
forgetting date night
feat. MSBY boys (Sakusa, Bokuto, Hinata, Atsumu)
note: hurt/comfort sorta
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SAKUSA
Date night was a rare occurrence for you and Sakusa, since you two usually opted for impromptu stay at home dates. But tonight was different- or at least it was supposed to be different.
Glancing at the time, you note how it was half past six. He was ineffectively 30 minutes late to the restaurant the two of you were supposed to meet at. You did send him a text an hour ago, asking whether or not he was out of practice yet. But you got no response.
You kept waiting at the restaurant, ignoring all of the side glances towards you, and constantly telling the waiters that your boyfriend would be here soon.
But when your phone lit up, indicating that Sakusa had texted you back, you expected some sort of apology of tardiness. Maybe some sort of confirmation that he was indeed on the way. Instead,
omi: hey I'm home from practice, where are you?
You blinked at the message a couple of times- trying to understand whether or not this was actually something he had said. Maybe he was messing with you? No, he truly had forgotten about the date. Because if he had remembered, surely he wouldn’t have left you waiting for half an hour- especially without some sort of warning in advance. You sigh, getting up from your table, typing away on your phone.
you: heading back home now
The ride back home was dreadful. There was something about forgetting about date night that made your stomach uneasy. Because there were times where Sakusa had to reschedule, but he always let you know ahead of time. And during these times you were always understanding and accommodating of him.
But forgetting? What did that mean for the two of you? Were you just no longer important to him that he forgot something like this? Date night was a special occasion for the two of you, so if he forgot something like this, what exactly did that mean for your relationship.
While you had initially thought you’d be okay, your own doubts and insecurities plagued your mind, and your mood darkened quickly. You didn’t want to confront him, but at the same time, how could you not be worried and upset? Despite your constant anxiety, you decided to let the whole situation go and pretend like none of this actually happened.
When you walked through your front door, the first thing you noticed was your boyfriend, lounging on the couch with his phone in hand. He took note of your outfit- you were certainly more dressed up than normal.
“Oh, did you go somewhere earlier? You look amazing” he smiles before flickering his eyes back to his phone.
You slowly nod, still standing in place. He still had the same loving gaze towards you, everything with him felt the same- but why did everything still hurt? No, it was no use in trying to pretend like this didn’t just happen. You knew you had to remind him.
“Yeah... I was at the restaurant waiting for you” you softly reply, watching as Sakusa’s eyes dart back up to you, and back to his phone as he quickly checked the date.
He sat up as soon as he realized what he had done.
“I- Y/n I’m so sorry it didn’t occur to me that it was tonight oh m-”
“Omi, it’s fine” you interrupt, putting a small smile on your face. “No really it’s fine...”
But Sakusa wasn’t having it. He got up to walk towards you, slowly cupping your face so that you wouldn’t avert your gaze.
“It really isn’t-we hardly go out as is, and for me to forget... please I’m so sorry Y/n.” Sakusa pleads. He gives you a small kiss on the tip of your nose and sighs. The last thing he wanted was to make you feel like he didn’t care anymore- because that really wasn’t the case.
And when he feels you slowly wrap your arms around his waist and pull him in for a hug, relief washes over him.
You two would be fine. Sakusa could say that with 100 percent confidence. Despite this mistake, your boyfriend knew that he would be able to remedy it and make things better. Not only does he make up for this, but in the future Sakusa makes sure to go above and beyond any expectations set.
Because why wouldn’t he do all he can do, especially if it's for you.
BOKUTO
If it’s one thing Bokuto was adamant on in your relationship- it was that he would always make time for you. Excusing the fact that he just loved spending time with you, he knew it was important to have that sort of regular bonding with his s/o.
And because of that, weekly date night became an event for the both of you. Date nights varied- while Bokuto wanted to continuously lavish you and spoil you silly, most of the time they were just small and casual outings. Given that he had such a hectic schedule due to volleyball, weekly date night was just a way to unwind and spent quality time with your boyfriend.
However, things were admittedly a bit tense between the two of you. You two recently got into a heated argument over the lack of communication that had been occurring lately. Big fights like this were very rare, but usually those were resolved quickly. This one was still ongoing, so you were treading lightly, unsure of what to do.
So when date night came, to no surprise nothing happened. You figured this would happen- who would want to go on a date with their s/o in the middle of a fight? Instead of doing something cute with your boyfriend, you just stayed home, doing light cleaning. No doubt Bokuto was probably staying at practice late- he had been doing that the last few days.
You walk over to the couch and collapse onto it. It was exhausting being in this situation. All you wanted was for this animosity to end, to be able to cuddle with your boyfriend normally. Perhaps when he got home, you would try to talk to him again and sort things out. This fight went on away longer than it needed to.
As if on cue, the front door swings open and tumbling in was your boyfriend, out of breath and panicked.
“I- date night- I forgot” he held up his hand to catch his breath, and when he wasn’t heavily panting he spoke again.
“I totally forgot about date night Y/n I’m so sorry” he says, pulling out his phone and checking if there were any restaurants open this hour. There weren’t, so he started to head to the kitchen to scour for food.
But as he was doing this, you still sat on the couch, confused. Slowly standing up, you made your way to the kitchen, watching your boyfriend frantically put together sandwiches.
“What are you doing Kou...” you ask, unsure of what to make of the situation.
Bokuto stops what he’s doing to stare back at you, equally confused.
“Well, all the restaurants are closed, so I thought we should go on a nice midnight picnic! I’m sorry I forgot today... practice was intense today” he announced, turning his attention back to the sandwiches.
You still stood there, the awkward tension you had with your boyfriend still bothering you from your fight. Maybe now was the best time to bring it up.
“I.. I didn’t know that you forgot about tonight. I just thought you didn’t want to have a date tonight because of... you know... yeah” you murmur, averting your eyes away from him when he looks up in surprise.
Bokuto puts down the ingredients to walk over to you, pulling you in for a hug.
“I know. But isn’t that all the more reason why we should be having a date night? Regardless of what stupid fight we’re in, I still love you and want to spend as much time as I can with you Y/n, alright? We can talk about it after our date, is that okay?” he asks, and when he sees you nod his goofy grin returns to his face. He plants a kiss on your forehead before returning to the food.
“Perfect. I’ll finish up the food and snacks, do you think you can grab a blanket and a couple of hoodies?” he asks.
“Yeah of course! Oh remember to pack drinks!” you call out, already making your way to the closet.
That night, the two of you go on your last minute picnic date, which consisted of stargazing, chatting about your days, and accidentally solving any issues that the two of you were having. Bokuto also managed to reaffirm is absolute love and adoration for you.
Leave it to Bokuto to be the one to completely mend your relationship and strengthen it all in one night.
HINATA
Hinata was always on top of things when it came to your relationship. You honestly couldn’t fault him for how attentive he was.
So you couldn’t help but feel surprised when forty-five minutes had passed and you were still sitting alone at the restaurant you were supposed to meet your boyfriend at. You kept staring at your phone- you didn’t want to ask him where he was because you trusted that maybe something had stalled him. Surely he’d walk in within a few minutes explaining that he couldn’t leave practice early or that maybe there was traffic.
Now what you did not expect was for your boyfriend to trod inside, alongside his teammates. You glance over your shoulder to confirm it really was him and when you saw his unmistakeable face you whip your head back, unsure of what to do.
Knowing that your boyfriend had forgotten about date night stung, but you definitely didn’t want to make a big deal out of it. All you wanted was to quickly escape the bar and hurry back home.
Hinata and his four friends walked right past you, sitting at the table right in front of where you sat. Fortunately for you, your boyfriend (and Bokuto) sat with their backs facing you. Sakusa and Atsumu, on the other hand, saw you from where they sat. You quickly shook your head and motioned them to stay quiet and they subtly nodded. It didn’t take long for them to realize that it was your boyfriend you were waiting for.
You quickly call the waiter for your check- even though all you ordered was water. Once you quickly took care of your bill (or lack thereof), you knew that all you needed to do was turn around and scurry out of the restaurant. Then you could just forget that this night ever happened.
But of course it didn’t turn out the way you expected.
Because as you were talking to the waiter, your boyfriend had turned his head to look behind him- and there he saw you. Sitting alone.
You looked up from your table and saw your boyfriend staring right at you, already starting to get out of his seat. But you urged him to stop, motioning him to stay and have fun with his teammates. You quickly stood up and hurried out of the restaurant, hoping that if you were fast enough, no one would notice your tears.
But you were a fool for thinking Hinata would just return to his friends and let you go back home after this. He quickly caught up with you just outside the restaurant, wrapping you in his arms.
“Go back Sho,” your voice was muffled from the embrace, “it’s fine I’m gonna go home and chill”
Hinata loosens his grip on you so you could face him properly.
“You say you’re fine but you’re clearly crying Y/n. Now please listen. I’m incredibly sorry that I forgot about tonight. Look- even if you say it’s fine, it still wasn’t cool of me to not tell you that I’d be heading out tonight.” Hinata kept his apology short and straight to the point- he knew that it was the most effective way to get his words across to you. However, on the inside, his feelings were a mess.
To him, forgetting date night was already the worst thing he could have done- but seeing you all alone waiting for so long? And the slight look of betrayal written on your face when you saw that he was out with his teammates? Hinata never knew you could have such an expression on your face but he knew that he never wanted to see that again.
“Y/n, I need you to know that I love you so so much, alright?” he asks, and when he sees you nod, he presses a quick kiss on your lips, smiling when he sees the corners of your lips turn up.
“So let me make it up to you right now, okay? Actually, that’s not even a question. We’re going out right now c’mon” he says, holding your hand and intertwining his fingers with yours.  
At the end of the day, as hurtful as that experience was- it was just a silly mistake made that would be easily solved. And knowing Hinata, he would go above and beyond to make up for it.
ATSUMU
You had been looking forward to tonight for a long time. You and Atsumu had made reservations to a fancy restaurant a couple of weeks ago, and you were just beyond excited to go.
Especially since as of lately, Atsumu had been becoming busier and more occupied with volleyball. He would come home late, exhausted from practice. Atsumu would try his best to spend some quality time with you, but it wouldn’t be long until he had to go to sleep because he knew he’d have to get up in the morning and repeat the day.
So hopefully, this date would give him his much needed rest and relaxation.
While getting ready, you kept glancing at your phone. Atsumu hadn’t come home yet. Well maybe if he rushed the two of you would make it to your reservation on time.
Another fifteen minutes passed. Now at this rate, there was no way for Atsumu to come home and get ready on time. In fact, it was getting really close to your reservation time and the restaurant had a strict policy with showing up on time. You had to pause- were the two of you supposed to meet up at the restaurant? Normally, the two of you went together, but this time you weren't sure if the plans had changed.
You called Atsumu to make sure. The phone ringed a few times, but he didn’t answer. So you called a second time.
“Hey babe, sorry I just got to my phone now, what’s up?” your boyfriend answered the phone, and at least you knew he was okay.
“Hi ‘Tsumu, I was just wondering if you were gonna stop by home or if we were going to meet up at the restaurant!” you ask, looking back at the clock.
“What restaur...” you hear Atsumu’s voice trail off in confusion. And then it was silent for a few seconds before you heard your boyfriend curse under his breath.
“Y/n I’m so sorry I for-” he was starting to apologize but in a panic you hung up the phone. You didn’t know what to feel really.
You couldn’t feel angry at your boyfriend, mistakes happen and you knew that he had been so busy with volleyball- of course it’d be easy for him to forget! But still, you couldn’t stop the tears from welling up in your eyes from sheer disappointment.
Because you were really looking forward to tonight. And it hurt knowing that the person you loved the most forgot what was supposed to be a special date. You sigh to yourself. Hanging up on him was not the best way to react to this, so you shoot him a quick text.
you: sorry about that! anyways it’s fine! we can always call and make another reservation. love you!
That should clear things up for now. But since you weren’t going out for dinner anymore, you started to slowly change back to your comfy clothes. Dressing up and looking all nice was fun while it lasted. Plus the two of you would be able to  dress up next time. At the very least, you decide to warm up some leftovers for dinner. Well, it wasn’t the fancy meal you were hoping for, but it would do.
Right as your dinner finished heating up, you sat down at the table to eat alone. But as you sat, Atsumu rushed through the front door, a bouquet of flowers in one hand, a box from the nearby dessert shop in the other.
You didn’t even have time to open your mouth- Atsumu was already babbling away.
“God Y/n please I’m so sorry that I forgot about tonight I know you were looking  forward to it and I messed up badly. I called the restaurant and the earliest they could squeeze us is next week so I reserved that and set a million alarms. I also got you these....” he hands you the flowers and the box, and when his hands were empty he twiddled with his thumbs, unsure of how you’d react.
“’Tsumu.. it’s fine, really. Although I do wish we could’ve gone today, it’s really not the end of the world. I know you’re sorry and you’ve already done more than enough to make up for it. So will you please calm down and join me for dinner?” you chuckle, putting your boyfriend’s nerves at ease.
The rest of the night went by like that, at home with leftovers and a cute dessert. You two were able to relax and enjoy each other’s company- somehow tonight’s ruined plans still made for a memorable date.
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Title: Sleepy Confessions
Rating: T
Pairing: Miya Osamu/Reader
Summary: She's known Miya Osamu her entire life, and now at twenty-six, she realizes she's not content with just friendship. Osamu on the other hand, realizes he may lose her if he doesn't tell her how he feels.
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It started out small, with the little things. So small it took Osamu three weeks to realize what he was doing.
At first, it was just adding her favorite flavor to the menu of Onigiri Miya. Pickled umeboshi with cucumber. Then, it was always making sure her favorite tea flavor was in stock for the rainy days when she wanted hot tea. Being sure her place at the counter was always available for when she’d drop by during the week.
If he ensured that by leaving his sanitized towel in her spot to ward off other customers, well. What can he say? Yes, okay, he wants her to sit closest to where she can watch him prepare her food. He loves the warm feeling that washes over his being when he has her undivided attention.
And now that Osamu’s realized all of what he’d been doing? Oh boy, was he embarrassed. What if she had noticed?
It was so fuckin’ obvious.
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41606517
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Shikatema are always going to be my OTP. I think Shikamaru has truckloads of smooth beast™ potential/energy. And, Temari is a raging goddess who will only let Shikamaru tame her.
Set in post-Shippuden and pre-Boruto-verse.
Clearly, I really really dig intimacy, small underrated gestures, and a lot of eye contact during sex and that's kinda what made me write this one.
Anime: Naruto Shippuden
Characters: Nara Shikamaru x Temari
Genre: angst, fluff, flirting, smut, fingering, raw sex, explicit sexual content 🥵
Rating: M
Word Count: 3,013
Synopsis: Temari wants to learn Shogi.
Minors, dni, otherwise 10 years of bad luck.
Temari and Shikamaru had their backs against the wall of the Hokage's compound. They'd just come out of a meeting and Shikamaru wanted to smoke before they went out for lunch.
Who was he kidding. It wasn't so much about itching for a cigarette than it was about calming himself down. When it came to Temari, he could hardly think straight. He wanted to pull her into a kiss every time she said a simple hi. Her lips were hypnotising, like two soft clouds that were finally in his reach. Even the way she moved made his breath falter. The conviction with which she spoke made him want to slide his fingers inside her till she was babbling nonsense, till the only thing she said with that much conviction was his name. The bravery with which she fought made him want to kiss her toes, calves, knees; the devotee in him on full display under her. He wanted to feel the flesh of her hips in his palms. He wanted to feel her breath on his chest. He wanted -
"Ne, Shikamaru, why do you like Shogi so much?"
Shikamaru snapped out of his thoughts and looked at Temari dumbly before answering.
"Uh.. yeah..no, I just enjoy it a lot."
"You're always making reference to Shogi pieces and moves in strategy meetings."
"Hmm." He flicked his cigarette. "Let's go."
"What are you doing after lunch?"
"Nothing, just going to go back home and rest."
"Will you teach me Shogi?"
Shikamaru looked at Temari and sucked in air through his teeth. His mind was back to picturing her on his bed. It was back to undressing her, licking the smooth flesh of her neck, biting her cherry-seed nipples.
"Oi? I'm asking you something, Shikamaru? Where's your mind today?"
"Oh, we can play, sure." Shikamaru had an absolutely unreadable expression on his face. Temari looked at him funny and then pulled out the board game.
"Let's play now."
"Uhh.. you've been carrying this around? Tsk, mendukse."
"Please, I really want to learn how to play."
After a pause, she mumbled, "I think the kids at the orphanage will enjoy the game."
"What orphanage?" Shikamaru frowned.
"Nothing, I spend time with the kids at the orphanage back home. I play with them and teach them basic taijutsu and ninjutsu for self-defence. But, we're quickly running out of things to do. So, I thought Shogi would be a nice addition."
"Hmm. Let's go eat first."
They rounded up to a local teppenyaki. Shikamaru was eerily quiet at lunch. Temari felt uncomfortable but the food was so delicious that she let the discomfort go. She ate up quickly and waited for Shikamaru to finish, eager to learn Shogi. Every now and then she noticed him looking at her intently. She wiped her face frequently, thinking she may have something on her face.
She noticed how meticulously Shikamaru ate. He wrapped his long and lean fingers around the food delicately, almost as if he was making love to each and every bite. Temari felt a warmth spreading in her belly when Shikamaru lightly licked his fore-finger, middle-finger, and thumb once he was done. His thin, moist tongue darted out and his lips made the soft sound of a kiss as he took his fingers out of his mouth. His eyes didn't leave hers.
Temari realised a bit too late, her lips parted and eyes glistening, that he was aware of her gaze following his fingers. He had a lopsided grin plastered on his face and it infuriated Temari. She got up abruptly and excused herself to go the washroom.
Shikamaru wasn't blind to the affect he had on Temari. His lack of action was more about him not being able to figure out his feelings for her. He'd seen the way an apricot-blush rose to her cheeks whenever he did or said anything mildly suggestive.
He'd heard her low gasps and breathy sighs everytime he brushed against her accidentally. The way her body tensed against his sent him into a frenzy. He loved the way she softened around him when they were alone but hardened when they were with others. And honestly, he'd caught her looking at his lips way too many times. He knew she hated the smile he gave her in such moments. She fumed and her ears moved from the stress in her jaw as she clenched her teeth.
When Temari returned, the bill had been paid and Shikamaru was waiting for her outside.
"Let's go and teach you Shogi, hmm?"
"Umm, yeah. Thank you," she beamed. Shikamaru felt as if something had kicked him in his guts when she smiled like that. Oh, to have her smile like that always. To wake up to that smile. To be able to kiss the edges of that smile. To be -
"How far is your home?"
"What?"
"How far is it?"
"It's a quick 15-minute walk, love." Shikamaru knew he had faltered and felt a hammering in the back of his head.
"-What?"
"What?"
"What did you just say?"
"Nothing! I just said it's a 15-minute walk...lovely in this weather."
"Hmm." Temari was too flustered to pay attention to Shikamaru lightly patting his shoulder for the excellent recovery.
They walked in silence till Shikamaru suddenly slowed down his pace. Temari stopped and turned around, already a few steps ahead of him. Her eyes widened. Shikamaru looked absolutely stunning in the soft sunlight. He was running his hands through his loose hair as he held hair-tie between his teeth. When he caught her looking at him, he held his hair in place and looked right back at her.
"Keep walking straight... unless you want to help?" He winked at her and smiled.
Almost as if she'd lost control of her body, Temari found herself holding the other end of his hair-tie between her teeth. Shikamaru's eyes widened and he grabbed her waist, his hair fell around his face like a glorious mane. His mouth pulled back the hair-tie from hers and spat it out. He immediately crashed his lips on hers, his hands dug into her plump waist as he kissed her hard. Temari, eager and equally enthusiastic, licked and bit his lower lip, making him groan softly. He shuddered as he felt her hands running through his hair and then as suddenly as Temari had caught his hair-tie between her teeth, she let go of him.
She covered her face with her hands as she came to her senses.
"Shikamaru, sorry, I'm so sorry. I'm so so so sorry. I didn't mean..."
"Hey...hey hey... it's alright, hey, look at me." He held her shoulders.
"I'm so embarrassed, I'm really really sorry."
Shikamaru moved closer but she flinched away.
He sighed heavily.
"Temari, stay still. And, move your hands away from your face."
When she didn't budge, Shikamaru spoke in a whisper.
"Please."
When she did, Shikamaru held her face in his hands and gently kissed her lips.
"It's okay. I'd do it again," he murmured against her chin and he sweetly pecked her lips. "And again." He briefly sucked on her lower lip. "And, again."
Temari's heart beat loudly against the quiet of the evening. He moved back, held her hand, and slowly started walking back to his house. A small smile played on his lips the entire time. His grip on her hand was hard and Temari felt as if a million baby sparrows had taken flight inside of her.
When they reached his place, Shikamaru didn't waste a single second. He closed the door, put the shogi board on the shelf, and pushed Temari against the door all in one move. He pressed his body against hers and kissed her deeply, hungrily.
Temari's shallow moans came alive as she felt his hands running all over her body. He had already undone her kimono and unhooked her bra. He'd thrown it somewhere behind him, almost as if he were angry at it. She felt the waistband of her panties dig into the right side of her waist as he pulled the other side, tearing them off. They snapped right off in his grip and she was stark naked in a matter of seconds. She gasped at the slight pain and at his urgency. She panted and struggled to speak, too aware of everywhere his hands touched her.
"Shika...Shikamaru...but, the...shogi.. please."
"Fuck shogi," Shikamaru growled in her ear as he felt her hands deftly removing his pants. He rubbed her slightly moist and throbbing clit. He pushed two of his fingers inside of her to pull out the slick he wanted to smear all over her pussy and his cock. She whimpered softly and bit his neck, bruises quickly blooming on his pale skin.
He fingered her relentlessly and when he felt her clenching around his fingers, he pulled his hand back. The loss of his palm's warmth made her shudder. He removed his jacket and t-shirt. His warm cock rubbed against her as he hitched her up on his arms and she wrapped her legs around his slender waist. He dug his hands in her ass and she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Fuck."
Shikamaru breathed hard and he thrust into Temari in one quick motion, eliciting an obscenely loud moan from her.
She threw her head back and hit it hard on the door. "Ouch," she giggled.
"Shit, are you alright, Temari?" a pained expression crossed his face.
"Hmm," she couldn't stop giggling.
He was still throbbing inside her and she was still giggling, making Shikamaru's heart flutter. He kissed her lips again. He giggled with her, against her mouth, until their child-like giggles morphed into moans and pants as Shikamaru fucked Temari in a steady pace. Her tensed and tight body started loosening up slowly and then all at once as she gushed around him silently. He pulled his face back from the crook of her neck without breaking his stride too look at her in her most vulnerable moments. She looked gorgeous than ever before, and Shikamaru felt his balls tighten at the way Temari's lips repeated his name in a whisper and in quick successions, like a chant.
"Fuck Temari, you're... making... me.. lose it," Shikamaru grunted in between thrusts. That earned him a sweet coo from Temari; it made him want to go faster and harder but his hands pained. He carried her inside to his room, and sat on the edge of his bed.
Still impaled on his cock, Temari saw Shikamaru's face in the dim light. He looked like a hungry beast, his hair a lovely mess and stuck to his neck and his face. His forehead glinted with a thin layer of sweat and his lips were parted as he inhaled her. His cheeks were decorated with a rose hue she'd never seen on him before. Temari took a strand of his hair stuck to his lip and tucked it behind his ear. Her fingers lightly circled his nipples, making the hair on his arms and neck stand.
He looked so stunning that she felt herself shrinking in front of him. Before she could turn her face away from his gaze, Shikamaru started moving inside her with such gentle and slow strokes that she felt another wave of an orgasm building steadily.
"You're so gorgeous on me, Temari." She blushed at the soft but obscene remark.
"Still shy, are we?" Shikamaru smirked as moved inside her. He didn't let her eyes go as he licked her nipples and then softly bit them. When he pulled his face back to kiss her lips, Temari's face changed to an expression that he couldn't decipher. She looked forlorn.
He cocked his head at her in confusion.
"Please..." Temari mumbled.
"Please what, babe?"
"Please, don't stop."
"Oh, you like that, huhn?" he spoke against her breasts. His lips on her soft and plump flesh made her arch her back and thrust her breasts into his face.
"Sugoi kirei, Temari," he whispered, making her nipples harden against his tongue again. She could feel him smiling against her flesh and her face felt hot. She clenched around his cock.
"Are you going to cum around me again, baby?" he mumbled against her breasts, as if his voice dictated their rise and dip.
She noticed Shikamaru was warming up with his usage of endearments, too. To hear him address her like this was unbearable. It sounded so sweet and so intimate, she felt like his voice would tear her apart.
She moved her hips with him, matching his rhythm.
"Such a good girl, moving on me like that, hmm?" he asked her tenderly.
At this, she gasped and breathed out in a rush, "Shikamaru I'm cumming."
"Yeah, love?" he increased his pace as she pressed her thighs around him.
He felt her loosening up and felt her cum coating his inner thighs. He never ceased to move in and out of her as she spasmed around him. She buried her face in his neck and grunted his name in his ear as she came around him.
His balls, now moist with sweat and her cum, slightly tightened against her ass. He felt himself losing control and he quickly pulled out and laid Temari on her back.
Shikamaru stroked his cock lightly as he eyed Temari spread out on the bed. He couldn't help himself and he dove right in. He kissed her face and neck. He nibbled at her slender shoulders and plump breasts. He licked her tight waist and bit the baby-flesh around her navel. His calloused hands never left her body and Temari's hands never left his hair. He kissed her thighs and calves and knees till he was sure he hadn't missed a single spot on her.
When Temari pulled his face close to hers to take him in a kiss, he propped himself on his elbow, spooning her.
"Let me look at you." He turned her face towards his and hitched her leg on his arm. He slowly started entering her, stretching her out and letting her ease around him, too. When Temari closed her eyes, he stopped, making her frown and gasp. Her eyes flew open.
"Look at me, Temari."
Temari swallowed as she looked deep into Shikamaru's eyes. She felt his cock moving all the way inside her and the burning intensity with which he looked at her made her buck. She held his eyes, too.
"This is unbearable. Please," she whispered.
Shikamaru was now moving inside her with hard thrusts, punctuated by their conversation. They were both whispering raspily to each other.
"What's unbearable?"
"The way you're making me look at you."
"Why?"
"I don't know, it's too much."
"Don't you dare look away, Temari."
Temari bit her lip and nodded.
"You'll look at me, and only me, when I fuck you."
"Hai."
"You'll look at me when I make love to you."
"Hmm."
"You'll look at me when you cum around me."
"Hai."
"You'll look at me when I fill you up."
Her eyes widened and she involuntarily arched her back.
"Ha...hai," she said
Shikamaru bit his lip and smiled at her as he increased his pace.
He held her jaw with the same hand Temari's leg was hitched on, spreading her legs as much as possible. She felt full and stretched and Shikamaru couldn't take how tight she felt.
Her green eyes, slightly teared up because of the pleasure she felt as he fucked her, started rolling back. The moment that happened, he hardened his grip on her jaw and increased his pace. He wanted her to gush around him. He wanted her to make a mess of his clean sheets. He wanted her to coat his cock with her orgasm. When she opened her mouth to make up for not being able to throw her head or roll her eyes back, Shikamaru let her suck and bite on his fingers until she came. Her orgasm stayed with her like a thunderstorm that refuses to leave in time. She bucked against Shikamaru violently as he held her down, fucking her in small and quick thrusts, observing her every move and reaction to him overstimulating her. It was getting unbearable for him to control himself, too. He couldn't believe how goddess-like she looked in her most private moments. God, he could get used to a sight like that.
"Gaman dekinai, Temari," he spoke hoarsely and started to pull out only to feel Temari's hand on his wrist. The intense focus that painted his face morphed into mild confusion. Temari clenched around his twitching and strained cock.
"Let me look at you when you fill me up."
"Fuck, you're going to be the death of me, baby."
He thrust back inside her and pulled her hair hard. He started fucking her again. He frowned in focus but his eyes were soft as they looked into Temari's. A drop of sweat made its way from the tip of his nose to her cheek. The loud slaps of his balls against her clit drowned out everything else for both of them. It only took him a few thrusts before he came inside her, bucking wildly but maintaining his gaze with hers nonethless. The way he groaned, the way his eyebrows moved, the way his earrings shivered with him, everything about him as he filled her up made Temari's heart take flight to her mouth. He collapsed beside her and she felt the soreness in her thighs rising up slowly. His short breaths against her back were ticklish and when she laughed, he joined her.
She tackled and rolled above him the moment he calmed down. As his limp and spent cock rested against her ass, she traced his face with a finger.
"Come here." He made her lie down on him so her face was buried in his neck.
"So, the first thing about Shogi is that it's played on a 9x9 board, that is, 81 squares," he spoke with a smile in his voice while tracing mindless circles on Temari's back.
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✦ Title: In Your Eyes
✦Summary: Inspired by the country song Singles You Up by Jordan Davis. Bokuto thinks about his feelings for you, as you come to term with your own for him. Switching perspectives.
✦Words: 2,275
✦Genre: Comfort, Romance, Fluff
✦Warning: Some suggestive themes, cuddling, kissing, pining, use of explicit words. Rated mature. 
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Bokuto couldn’t take his eyes off you, as you stood across from him at one of the tables that the team had gathered at the bar tonight. You were laughing at a video one of your girlfriends was showing you on Instagram. He hadn’t seen you laugh like that in a long time. You were stunning. If only he could grab your hand and hold you close to him to let you know how much he cared about you.
Instead, his eyes travelled to the arm that you were leaning against, and he clenched his fist a little bit. You had brought your jackass of a boyfriend along tonight and he wasn’t even paying attention to you. Instead Bokuto had caught him texting and checking out at least two other girls. Bokuto seriously didn’t understand why you were into this jerk, but he was civil with him because you had asked him to be nice.
“OMG! Bo!” you yelled at him excitedly, pulling him out of his thoughts as you grabbed his hand. “It’s our song!”. It took his mind a moment to clue into what you were referring to as his hand tingled in the spot you touched. Quickly gathering himself, he grabbed your hand and dragged you to the dance floor.
It was these rare moments where he could be alone with you and pretend you were his. He twirled you around the dance floor, pulling you into him. He sang  along with the words to the song with you. You were radiant, laughing and giggling and he couldn’t help himself but hug you close as the song ended. He felt you relax into him, and he only wished the song would last longer.
It wasn’t unusual for the two of you to hug or cuddle even at times, you had been the best of friends for a long time now. He remembered the first time he’d met you.
He’d been running out the gym door in a rush when he’d almost run straight into you. You’d yelled in surprise taking a step back and tripping. Luckily, he’d managed to catch you by the arm, before you hurt yourself. The moment you looked up at him, he was gone, your soft eyes and round face were the cutest thing he’d ever seen.
It wasn’t until Akaashi came over and smacked him on the head that he came out of his trance and began apologizing profusely. It was then he found out you were one of Akaashi’s classmates and were returning some notes. You’d left quickly after that, but Bokuto hadn’t stopped asking Akaashi questions about you the whole way home. From then on out, he had invited himself to all of Akaashi’s study dates and quickly integrated you into the friend group.
Bokuto knew he was in love with you but couldn’t find it in him to ask you out. You were so perfect, and he knew he could be overbearing sometimes. What if you rejected him? It wasn’t until Akaashi threatened him, that if Bokuto didn’t confess to you soon, he would. Bokuto knew Akaashi didn’t have feelings for you, more so Akaashi was annoyed from listening to him pine over you for so long. But it still made him worried that someone else might come and take you away from him.
He'd made a promise to himself to tell you the next day. But he was one day too late. That was the day you came to him all excited about a new guy you’d met.
“y/n! Lets go!” Jerkface called, bringing Bokuto back to the present. Bokuto’s body felt cold as you left his embrace and walked back over to jerkface. He watched from the side of the dance floor as you waved bye to him as jerkface pulled you out the door.
Bokuto placed a few snacks on the coffee table in his living room, it had been a week since he last saw you at the bar and he couldn’t stop thinking about you, but what else was new. You were coming over to have dinner and watch a movie like you usually did every other week. He heard the door open and called out, “Hey y/n! I’ve got hot pot in the kitchen and a couple movies picked out, but I don’t know which one to watch first.” Bokuto inspected the movies. He heard you walk into the room and then wrap your arms around him from behind “It doesn’t matter to me” you said quietly.
He instantly, knew something was wrong. Turning you around he saw that your eyes were puffy and red, “y/n what happened” he asked tilting your head up so he could inspect your face better. He saw your eyes tear up and lip tremble and he immediately pulled you into him before your wracking sobs started to soak into his shirt. After a few minutes he finally heard you whisper “He left me.”
He guided you to the couch, and sat you between his legs, where you continued to sob into his shirt. If he wasn’t so concerned with making sure you were okay he would have murdered the jerkface who dared to hurt you like this. You were way too good for that piece of shit anyway and he wanted you to know it.
Bokuto rubbed your back and whispered soothing words into your ear. He couldn’t help but realize again how well your body fit to his. How smooth your skin looked and felt. Fuck you even looked pretty when you cried. Even though he hated to see it. Slowly he could feel your body start to relax and your breathing start to normalize. He made a move to get up, “Wait please” you reacted, grabbing his shirt. “I’m just gonna get you some water” he assured you. He came back with some water and a blanket and wrapped you in his arms again. Despite his feelings he would be there for you no matter what.  
  You’d been holed up at Bokuto’s for a week now. At first you didn’t know if it was okay to intrude for this long, but he’d practically insisted on it. Saying he wanted to take care of you and make sure you were all right. After a bit of convincing you agreed, your roommate was away at the moment, and you didn’t know if it was good to be alone right now. At least at Bokuto’s you were only by yourself for a few hours every now and then when he left for practice, but he always came right back home and with more snacks every time.
Throughout the week you were reminded of just how kind and generous Bokuto was. You always known he was like this, but had forgotten a bit since you had been so involved with your ex. It made you a little sad to realize how much time you’d lost spending with Bokuto. You giggled as he had fretted over you the first few days, acting like a mother hen, bringing you blankets and water and snacks and movies. Making sure the temperature was just right. And tonight was no different. “Are you sure it’s not too cold, I can turn it up, it won’t bother me, I swear” Bokuto rambled. 
“Bo, seriously sit down. I’m fine I just want to watch this movie with you.”  you said.
As you cuddled into his side, he wrapped an arm around you and you relaxed further into his broad chest. You’d decided on watching a classic Disney movie, but you quickly noticed you could hardly focus on the movie. Instead you were focused on Bokuto’s arms keeping you warm and how they felt so strong. Your mind continued to wander to his hard chest that you were leaning on and wondered what it might be like to feel it. Your face got warm at the thought, what’s wrong with me, why am I thinking like this. You tried to focus on the movie but couldn’t help think about how his hand was rubbing circles on your arm. He’d done it a million times before but for some reason this time it was making you feel all kinds of hot and bothered. You could feel the ache between your thighs beginning to grow and you willed yourself to try and stop thinking these things about your best friend. You squirmed to try and relieve the ache and unintentionally let out a small moan. “y/n, are you alright?” Bokuto asked.
Shocked that you’d let that sound escape you, you quickly steeled a straight face and looked up at him ready to answer. His look of concern and was that a small blush had you speechless. Had his eyes always been so golden and tender? It felt like he was looking straight through you. Suddenly you knew these feelings had been there for a long time, and that you’d buried them deep down in attempt to keep your friendship, but that wall was quickly breaking. You could feel all the feelings rushing to the top.
Bokuto was trying his hardest to not move, you were moving beside him to get more comfortable he assumed, and your breasts were rubbing up against his side. It was taking what was left of his willpower to not do anything. It had been wearing thinner and thinner all week. Suddenly, he heard you moan slightly and the sound of it went straight to his cock. An image of you underneath him moaning like that appeared in his head. But he quickly did his best to ignore it, maybe thoughts of the breakup had come back for you. “y/n, are you alright?” he asked.
You looked up at him your mouth slightly open like you were about to say something. You were staring straight back at him, and he couldn’t break away from your captivating eyes. Suddenly your mouth was on his and his last ounce of control broke has he quickly captured your mouth, placing his hands on your waist allowing you to crawl into his lap. You deepened the kiss and he heard you moan, his cock twitched again, and he groaned in return, your hands were wrapped around his neck, stroking at his hair. Was this really happening right now?
His lips felt so soft against yours as you kissed them over and over. You stroked the hair at the nape of his neck, only wanting to rake your fingers through it more. His hard body molded to yours as you pressed against it, and all you could think about was feeling his skin against yours. An image of him above you came to your mind, and you moaned again. Why had it taken you so long to do this? Oh god, you just want to be able to touch him everywhere.
Your mind slowly started to catch up with your body as you realized what you were doing. Oh god! Oh no! What the fuck were you doing, this was your best friend and you had just thrown yourself at him. He probably thought you were crazy. “Oh my god! I’m so sorry, I don’t know what came over me!” you said jumping off him. 
You looked around for your bag, you couldn’t even look at him, the embarrassment of what you’d just done was too much. “I should go,” you said spotting your bag, grabbing it quickly and running for the door. You could feel the tears starting to come. You were such an idiot. What was wrong with you, you just got out of a relationship. You had ruined everything. He didn’t even say anything. You felt a sob come up to your throat that you couldn’t help but escape.
Just as you began to open the door, a hand gently pushed it shut and stayed placed beside your head. You could feel his presence directly behind you, his body heat was palpable. All you wanted to do was lean back into him, but you knew you shouldn’t. More tears fell down your face. He took a step closer to you, you gasped quietly as his other arm coming to wrap around your waist. He leaned his forehead onto your shoulder, “don’t go,” he whispered.
You choked back another sob. “y/n, I’m not sure what that was, but if you have any sort of feelings for me...I need to know”. You breathed in harder trying to control you tears. His hand on your waist tightened and you felt the ache between your thighs return. “y/n, please…I need to know.” He pushed closer to you and you felt the bulge in his pants.
You gasped “yes..” Before you knew it, Bokuto had swung you around and captured your lips, pressing you against the door. The kiss was hard and long, and you wrapped your arms around him, letting him wrap your body in his strong arms. “Bo, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean for it to happen like that, I’ve had these feelings for a long time and I just didn’t know what to do with them.” You began to ramble.
“shh, baby, it’s okay.” He soothed as he wiped some tears off your face. “I can guarantee you I’ve felt like this longer.” You felt more tears well up at the relief you felt from his words. “Hey, don’t cry” he said.
“I’m just so relieved” you said looking into his eyes.
“Me too” he said, cupping your face and slowly kissing your mouth. “don’t worry, we’ll go slow, figure this out together” You nodded slowly and finally let yourself sink into his warm embrace. Things were a little messy, but knowing he felt the same, you knew everything would be alright.  
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itachi + you better watch your fucking mouth
Pls <3
a/n: HEHE I HAD SO MUCH FUN WITH THIS 😈😈 thank you for requesting and i hope you enjoy! 😩
pairings: itachi uchiha x fem!reader
warnings: nsfw, smut, modern au, jealous sex (?), angry sex, dom!itachi, slight degrading, some choking, edging.
Jealousy, Jealousy ft. Itachi Uchiha
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Being with Itachi for as long as you have, you’ve never seen him get angry or upset with you. He’s always been a calm lover, and that’s something you definitely admired about him.
Compared to other men you’ve been with, he’s been the one who hasn’t had a temper. He was never the type to get jealous or angry with you over anything. Which was somewhat of a relief, considering many guys beforehand would freak the fuck out if a guy even looked in your direction.
That’s why you didn’t expect the scene before you to ever occur.
You were beneath your boyfriend with his cock buried inside of your pussy. His thrusts were relentless, rough, and they left you needing more and more of him.
“Itachi! It feels so good!” you cried, digging your nails into his shoulder blade.
He stared down at you with dark eyes. “That’s right.. yell my fucking name like the dirty slut you are,” he groaned, placing his hand around the base of your throat.
Part of you was shocked to ever see this side of your boyfriend. Though, another side of you suspected that you should have seen this coming instead of acting shocked.
It all started earlier that afternoon. You and Itachi had gone out to the mall for a little shopping date, since you had mentioned a couple days prior that you wanted to go out and get some new clothes for yourself. Of course, Itachi was all in, and the two of you decided to go out today.
When you walked into the store, you felt these pairs of eyes watching you as you made your way around with your boyfriend behind you.
This guy had eventually approached you when he caught you by yourself. He was around your age, and he was extremely flirty and friendly with you. He even reached out to touch your cheek which took you by surprise. He mentioned that his name was Kakashi, and he even offered to give you his number.
You tried to play it off as him just being friendly, but before you could say anything else; Itachi stepped in to stop the guy.
You assumed that’d be the end of the situation, but you noticed the way Itachi was gripping your hand a little tighter inside the stores you went to. Another thing that caught your eye was the way he didn’t speak to you on the way home. Instead, he kept an iron grip on the wheel, and ignored every attempt you tried to make to speak with him.
Once the two of you got home, Itachi dragged you into the bedroom where you two were now.
You hadn’t expected his kisses to become so rough, or the way his hands had ripped your clothes off once he had you on the mattress. He was so determined to take the jealousy he had out on you.
The tip of his cock kissed at your cervix, causing you to gasp and reach for his shoulders. God, you felt so amazing like this.
Your orgasm was slowly building inside of your belly. It was so close, and all you needed was a few more thrusts before that euphoric moment hit you. Itachi seemed close as well, his cock was twitching inside of you, and he was starting to let out small grunts.
“Fuck! Itachi.. I’m so close!” you moaned, throwing your head back.
A smirk formed on his face at the understanding you were close to reaching your high.
He suddenly paused in his movements, causing your orgasm to slowly slip out of your grasp. It made frustration and annoyance bubble inside of you. Why the fuck would he be doing this right now? Itachi was never the type to tease you like this.
“Itachi.. please, please, let me cum!” you whimpered, squirming around to feel something.
Itachi ran his hand along your skin. “I don’t think you should cum just yet for the way you’ve been acting..” he replied, narrowing his eyes at you.
Your eyebrows knitted together at that. You weren’t acting up at all, and his stupid reasoning for not letting you cum was beginning to make you angry with him.
“Were you jealous, Itachi? Is that why you’re stopping me from cumming?” you asked, cocking your head to the side.
He remained quiet, which was amusing to you. He was most likely jealous over that guy who was hitting on you at the mall. It made this all the more entertaining for you.
“Are you jealous that he could fuck me better than you?”
This sudden rage filled inside of Itachi at the sound of those words. His fingers wrapped tightly around your throat. He leaned down towards your ear before speaking.
“You better watch your fucking mouth,” he said, “You know all too well that I can fuck you so much better than anybody else can.”
His deep voice by your ear made your walls clench around his cock. He could make you cum just by dirty talking, and fuck was it hot.
Without warning, he began to thrust inside of you again at a quick pace. His hand still remained around your throat. This time he looked even more angrier than before, and there was this look in his eyes that screamed he wasn’t going to stop.
“Why so quiet now, hm? Is someone upset they got put into their place?” he asked, smirking.
You let out a cry of pleasure when his cock hit your g-spot. “Fuck! Itachi.. put me in my place,” you whined, looking into his eyes.
Itachi chuckled, “As you wish.. but don’t be shocked when you can’t stand tomorrow morning.”
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so maybe smth like reactions for when you randomly ask them for a booty call(or vice versa) or something like makeup seggs. i had the hq men in mind but whoever you write for next i’ll love it╰(*´︶`*)╯♡
MAKE UP SEX + HQ BOYS!
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+ character(s) ; haikyuu men [all timeskip/of age]
+ cw/tw ; nsfw(18+). fem reader. angsty (?). mentions of arguments. vaginal penetration. petnames. creampie. 
+ notes ; reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated <3
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★ his thumb grazes your cheek, eyebrows furrowing at the tears that stained your cheeks. it made his heart ache, the thought of having made you cry during an argument.”i’m so sorry, baby.” he knew he messed up when the words that left his lips had tears welling up in your lash line. and all he wanted to do now was make it up to you. his lips interlocked with yours, muffling the moans of pleasure that sounded from you. 
his breath hitched at the feeling of your walls squeezing his cock, the hips that slowly rocked against yours stuttered momentarily. he buried his flushed face into the crook of your hickey covered neck. he needed to be close to you. “i love you so much.” he whispered against you, lips trailing up your neck, to your jaw, and finally pressing his lips against yours for the nth time that night. his kisses were much more passionate than they’ve ever been, each one leaving a lingering sensation on your lips. 
the hand that wasn’t interlaced with one of yours was drawing patterns on your inner thigh, soon reaching up to rub figures onto your puffy clit making your back arch up off the bed beneath you. your chests were flushed against one another’s, impossibly closer. his breath fanned against your face as he drew closer, pressing a kiss on your cheek. “i’ll never make you cry like that again.” he promised with words laced with sincerity. the hand that gently squeezed yours and the eyes that gazed intensely into your half lidded ones was proof he really meant it. 
your moans grew in volume at the feeling of your high approaching, your hips bucking up to meet his deep thrusts. his thumb started moving more vigorously on your sensitive clit, helping you chase your high. he relished in the way you spasmed and tightened around his cock. your nails dug angry red marks into his back as your orgasm washed over you. he groaned at the sight of the white ring that formed around his length. 
a guttural moan ripped through him as he finally reached his high, burying himself deep inside you and coating your walls with his cum. he stilled inside you, his chest heaved and his hair stuck to his sweaty face. his hand never left yours as he slowly pulled out of you watching in awe as his seed spilled out of your spent cunt and dripped onto the sheets. he shifted to the side, bed dipping beside you. he carefully took you into his embrace, arms wrapping securely around you. he rested his chin atop of your head and whispered breathlessly, “i’ll clean you up in a bit just please let me hold you like this for a while longer.” 
bokuto, kita, atsumu, semi, ushijima, akaashi
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