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#šŸŒ„ cloudy writes haikyuu
cloudyyangel Ā· 2 years
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Thinking about cockwarming Iwaizumi during scary moviesā€¦.
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Iwaizumi Hajime sits you on his cock when watching scary movies. He noticed it early on, how you would jump at the slightest scare or gasp at a gory death- clinging tightly to his arm throughout the entire scene. Itā€™s the best seat in the house, he jokes as his fingers grip your hips to lower you down onto him. His cock is half hard with just the thought of it, slipping into you snugly as he buries himself balls deep. He bites back a groan as you shift to get comfy, teeth worrying his lip with each rock of your hips. Your pussy grows wetter with every rub of his cock against your plush walls until his base is slick and your back is flushed against his toned chest. You let out a sigh as he starts the movie, trying to ignore the way his head pushes into your lower tummy.
Itā€™s early in the movie when he feels the first squeeze, just a rise of your heart rate that has your body tensing. His strong thighs flex under you, his hands splayed over your own soft ones as you tense. ā€œAw princess, that wasnā€™t even the scary part.ā€ He coos as you clench around him after a jump scare. Heā€™s right, like always- he spent days going over horror movies to find one that was the darkest and goriest with quiet lulls and loud shrieks. You make a choked whimper and he shushes your whines by rubbing your thighs. ā€œ ā€˜m right here, nothing big and bad is gonna hurt you.ā€ He lulls you into a false sense of security and soon youā€™re loosening around him, warm walls releasing his now hard cock. He smirks against your temple and kisses you softly, so proud of how well you listen to him.
Itā€™s only a few minutes later when you grip his cock so hard that he canā€™t help but thrust up a bit, his head rubbing against your g-spot in a way that has you letting out a shuddering gasp as both pleasure and fear wash over you. ā€œCā€™mon, you didnā€™t see that coming?ā€ Iwa chuckles breathlessly from the force. He swears heā€™s seeing stars from the hold you have on his cock as your pussy wildly pulses around him. The screams on the tv barely hide his low groan as he buries his face in your neck, biting the skin slightly. Sitting on his lap, you have no where to hide as you face the TV and are subjected to one of the scariest movies youā€™ve seen. You squeeze your eyes shut, refusing to see what cruel death is about to happen and wonder how Iwaizumi can gently thrust during a scene like this. Despite the horrors on tv, the feeling of his hard cock pushing against your front wall has you quietly whining. Your stomach is twisting, in both fear and the growing orgasm that he is somehow coaxing from you.
Iwaizumi frowns at the loss of pressure and shifts forward, cock going deeper into your tummy and you cover your face with your hands to stifle the moan as some poor lady dies in the movie. ā€œThatā€™s not playing fair, babydoll.ā€ He croons in your ear as you continue to pulse around him. A large hand wraps around your neck, covering your throat. It forces you to grab at his wrist and uncover your reddening face just as blood splatters across the screen. Itā€™s revolting but a slight graze against your clit has you gasping and arching against him as Iwaizumi hums into your neck. ā€œTell ya what,ā€ he starts to slowly circle your clit, ā€œif you can finish this movie, then Iā€™ll let you finish.ā€ He mutters and presses the pad of his finger hard against your clit, his hips rutting up slightly to bury himself further into you. His balls are dripping with your wetness now- even though the fear, the feeling of Iwaizumiā€™s thick cock stretching you open made you gush around him. He turns your face to him, a wide smirk on his face. You canā€™t help but compare his grin to that of the villainā€™s currently chopping up his victim ā€œSound like a deal sweetheart?ā€
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cloudyyangel Ā· 3 years
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thinking about how whiny you and yachi could be together. Just two cute girls desperately humping against each other, wet pussies sliding together and your clits catching with every stuttering jerk of your hips. You two have been at it for a while- cum mixing on your tense thighs as you continue to scissor even with tears in your eyes as you both overstimulate yourselves. Her arms are barely holding her up as you cup the back of her neck to keep her cunt grinding on yours. It hurts- your puffy lips rubbed raw from the pleasure and your clit throbbing with every brush of skin. But she feels so good, her little moans and pants and begs for more more more as she greedily pulls another teary orgasm from you. You cum all over Yachiā€™s pussy and sheā€™s close behind- cunts gushing as you both collapse backwards, only connected by your still twitching pussies pressed together as she leaves little wet kisses against your calf.
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cloudyyangel Ā· 3 years
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Daichi who is so sweet, a little clueless, and shy when you get him to the bedroom. Heā€™s borederline bashful as you wiggle out of your clothes and he still has his pants on. Heā€™s nervous, you realize, as you mutter assurances and unzip his pants. They drop to the floor and you canā€™t stop the gasp that leaves your slack jaw.
Heā€™s a monster, no other way to put it. Heā€™s thick and vieny and long- a damn tube of biscuits looks petite next to him. And heā€™s pretty- almost perfectly straight and a pretty shade with a round, red tip that you know will pop nicely inside of you once youā€™re wet enough. And his balls- they are practically regulation size for tennis. So heavy and round already and itā€™s painful to think of them full and aching. His goddamn happy trail is so thick and dark as it descends down from his bellybutton and covers his pelvis. Daichi is a fucking sight with this horse sized dick and a blush over his cheeks as he rubs the back of his neck in embarrassment.
Daichi clears his throat but you still canā€™t look away. ā€œWe can go slow. I know that Iā€™mā€¦ā€ he trails off with a shuffle that makes his cock bob against his leg and everything in you burns and twists in anticipation.
ā€œBaby,ā€ you say dryly, licking your lips unconsciously, ā€œget on the bedā€
He likes that, you realize, as his cock twitches- raising slightly and you just know itā€™ll be a sight to see the tip brush against his bellybutton when heā€™s hard, leaving sticky strings of white clinging to his skin. The image is enough for you to give his toned chest a light shove, sending Daichi flopping back on the bed. His face is red as he props up on his elbows, cock bobbing as you place your hands on his thighs and sink to your knees. Heā€™s still muttering excuses and gentle dissuasions before they die off in a groan as your lips wrap around his pretty head. ļæ¼
It has Diachiā€™s knee digging into your side as his large hands grip the bedsheets. He knows heā€™s too big and no one has ever tried this before. He wouldnā€™t let them- always brushing it off. Of course you would be different. He almost whines at the loss of your lips as you glance up at him. ā€œRelax, captain. Let someone take care of you for once.ā€
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cloudyyangel Ā· 3 years
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Bokuto is rough. Kuroo only eggs him on.
tw: noncon, impact play, dacryphillia, threesome, fem!reader, ~600 words
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Bokuto is too fast, too hard, too much but he doesnā€™t relent. He never does when itā€™s just him- Akaashi is the one who holds him back, scolds him when he gets too close to breaking you while Kuroo looks down at you with a tender smirk as if he wasnā€™t the one pushing Bokuto. Now, itā€™s just you- face down on the mattress as he pounds into you, both your eyes and pussy weeping at the brutal pace he sets. Even when your tear streaked face desperately looks back at him, pleads falling from your drooling lips, he only laughs and leans forward to drive deeper into your cunt. ā€œHey now, baby. You can take it, doin ā€˜sgood for me.ā€ You really canā€™t take it- no matter how much your pussy squelches around his fat cock, or how long heā€™s spent plunging in and out of you, or how many times youā€™ve creamed around his dick- it still burns and hurts and spilts you open as you leak a mess of tears and cum onto the sheets.
Itā€™s only when Kuroo comes home that you think the abuse will end. That Bokuto will finally stop and just let you breathe for a moment. Kuroo kneels in front of you, knees sinking into the mattress as he pets your hair back from your sticky cheek. ā€œShe hasnā€™t shut up, not fucked out yet .ā€ Bokuto comments and gives a firm smack to your ass. ā€œYou just need to try harder.ā€ The taller man teases and the harsher thrusts knock you closer to Kurooā€™s knees as you let out another loud sob. Kuroo takes a hold you your chin with such a tender grasp, bringing your cloudy eyes to focus on him as he coos to your expression. The action moves you from face down on the mattress to your hands, pouting up at Kuroo with teary eyes as Bokuto barely breaks his destructive rhythm. ā€œPlease.ā€ The word is soaked in wet, desperate sobs as spittle drips from your lips.
Kuroo glances at Bokuto, a glint in his eyes. You think for a moment heā€™ll help you, pull you off Bokutoā€™s cock and berate the man for pushing you too far, for taking you alone when Akaashi isnā€™t there to reel Bokuto in. Itā€™s your fault, really, for being so stupid and getting your hopes up when you hear the clink of a zipper. ā€œThatā€™s it pretty girl.ā€ Kuroo mutters sweetly as he thumbs away a few tears. ā€œNice and slow, nothing like that big mean Bokuto.ā€ He teases as he rubs the head of his cock over your lips, mixing his precum with your drool. You squeeze them tight, knowing that Kuroo using your throat is almost as bad as Bokuto on your cunt. Thereā€™s a harsh sting on your cheek as Bokuto rams deep into you. ā€œOpen up for the big boy Kuroo train.ā€ Bokuto says as he slaps your cheek again. Their laughs above you makes more tears fall as Bokuto gives a few more slaps, reddening your cheek before a harsh, borderline hateful, smack of his palm has you crying out.
Kuroo slides into your mouth easily as Bokuto fucks you further down on both of their cocks. The gags of your throat and gush of your aching cunt only spur them both on as Bokuto grips your hips to pull you back with Kuroo grabbing your hair to stay balls down your throat. Theyā€™re talking to each other as if you arenā€™t being destroyed little by little, just a toy for them to use as they converse. Itā€™s too quiet to hear over your choked sobs, something about Akaashi and home late, but itā€™s pointless to even think of relief as your nose smushes against Kurooā€™s pelvis and Bokutoā€™s balls slap against your clit.
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cloudyyangel Ā· 3 years
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I think Bokuto is soft and itā€™s his birthday so here u go
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There are very few times when Bokuto is calm- when heā€™s not rushing or rough, yelling or loud. But every moment that he is able to stop and rest is with you.
Itā€™s in the early morning when heā€™s already awake but still tangled between your legs, the sheet slipping off of you two. When his rough fingertips lazily trail over your arm, goosebumps raising in their wake, and when his long lashes flutter against his cheekbones as he stares down at you. He doesnā€™t dare move- too afraid to disrupt you and break the spell that is the quietness of mornings. Itā€™s magical to him- the rise and fall of your chest as your breathe tickles his neck, the faintest of whispers across his skin as he tries to decode the small twitches of your face and sleepy mutters.
Itā€™s in the moments when heā€™s pressed against you, sweaty chest to sweaty chest as his hips rut into yours- his wild brows pinched above his eyes and mouth panting. Sometimes heā€™s loud and rough, but other times itā€™s just whimpers of love and devotion that barely reach your ears as his face is buried in your neck. The words are bitten into your neck as he anchors himself to you with a gnash of teeth but even that act of pain is a soft reminder that will stay with you for days. His arms close you in and his large hands rest atop your head as he tries his damnest to be absorbed into you- every fiber of his being pressed deep into you and he begs you to open up and swallow him whole.
Itā€™s when heā€™s sitting on the bench in an empty gym after a loss. His tantrum is over with and all of his teammates are gone- leaving only you and him sitting in extraordinary silence. He looks particularly owlish then- eyes focused on nothing with pursed lips as he rethinks his plays and jumps and moments where he could have been better. Neither of you talk, but his hand never leaves yours and his leg is imprinted against your own as your sides stitch together. He can feel it- feel your presence as your thumb strokes his knuckles and you offer wordless reassurances. The silence is the only thing between you two.
Most people wouldnā€™t call Bokuto calm or quiet. They wouldnā€™t look at him and think that he can be soft and tender. Itā€™s almost like a secret- something only the two of you share and know about. Something only you can experience when he shoots you a gaze and those bright eyes melt at the sight of you. Only you can feel those rough hands cup your cheek and thumb over your lips. Itā€™s special, a gift to you that you can only repay by accepting with warm hands and a steady heart. Itā€™s a gift he will never take back, never relinquish, as he lays it at your feet over and over again. Every day brings a new moment to slip between the two of you and tether your hearts closer together.
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