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Giving Birth pt. 4

Pair: Inarizaki members (Osamu Miya, Heisuke Riseki, Hitoshi Gjinjima)

Genre: Fluff

Content: cursing

Summary: How do they act the moment your water broke and anytime soon you'll be giving birth?

A/N: This is the last of the giving birth series :)). It was fun thinking of different scenarios for this.

PART 1 (SHINSUKE KITA & ARAN OJIRO

PART 2 (MIYA ATSUMU & MICHINARI AKIGA)

PART 3 (SUNA RINTARO & REN OMIMI)

OSAMU MIYA

When you are already in your last two weeks before you are due to give birth, Osamu tends to be a bit strict. He doesn't want you moving too much. If you need anything, he's there. Even if he has to manage the restaurant, he'll always text you from time to time. It seems that three babies mean double protection. Though, you're not really that complaining. However, when you begin to feel throbbing pain on your stomach, that's the time his attention may have been somewhere else.

You were in his closed restaurant staying at one of the tables. Atsumu arrived at the restaurant knowing that you'll be there too. Then he began suggesting names for the babies.

"Spike? Ace? How about Setia? Sounds like Setter. Masby? Close name to my team!" Atsumu smiles.

You just laugh at the names. Your husband ,Osamu, eventually came to the reacue nagging his brother about the stupid names he's suggesting.

"Also, it's not like we gave you the right to name our kids," Osamu bickers.

"I'm just helping 'cause I don't want my nieces and nephew to end up with old names," Atsumu replies.

Then eventually, it becomes a sibling-type argument. You just watch the two of them fight about the names until eventually you feel punching pain on your stomach. You groan for a bit trying to breathe properly through the pain. You look up at the twins who are still arguing. However, the pain is getting more painful as the minutes go by.

"Uhh-honey?" You called, but none of them turned your way.

"Sweetie, I-I think I'm having-" you groan from the pain.

"OSA- '' You hiss from the continuous pain and it's beginning to let every part of you breathe through it.

However, you couldn't hold out anymore and eventually started groaning louder. "FUCKING PEANUT BUTTER AND JELLY!" You shouted.

Atsumu turns to where you sit seeing your discomfort on your face. Osamu turns next and immediately runs to you.

"What's wrong, honey? Where? Is it a contraction?" Osamu asked but you can't seem to make out the words anymore as all your focus turns to the pain.

However, you breath and try to say coherent words that are understandable. "Peanut...butter...and...and jelly," you said in between breaths.

"Wh-what?" Osamu doesn't seem to get the code which got him a slap on the back by Atsumu.

"It's your fuckin' code you told her to use if the babies are coming!" Atsumu shouts.

Osamu then turns pale and he immediately stands up and gets his phone to call for the ambulance. Atsumu stays beside you telling you to breathe in and out.

Later, you realize that you're in the ambulance with Osamu beside you. Though, you can't help tearing up at the increasing pain and also the fact that you're in labour two weeks before the planned c-section operation. However, Osamu is there for you the whole time.

"Look at me, sweetie," he tells you as he sees the fear in your eyes. You turn to him with teary eyes.

"It's going to be alright. Everything will be alright," he said, giving you that assuring smile.

You still tear up from the pain. "There must be something w-wrong. I'm not due for two weeks," you managed to stay before another unbearable squeeze on your stomach made you groan.

"They're just excited to see you, sweetie," he replied, giving you a long kiss on the forehead. You let that kiss and encouragement to get through it. It became your source of courage as you finally arrived in the hospital, then the operating table.

Osamu is there beside you the whole time. You are groggy from the anesthetic that you have no idea what exactly is going on. However, he’s there giving you encouraging words. Then finally when the first cry came, you have no idea how much Osamu is smiling widely right now. Then the second cry comes again. His eyes are from ear to ear. He doesn’t leave your eyes on you.

“It’s almost done,” he tells you.

Then finally, your daughter pops up. He basically just beamed in happiness.

“I’m finally a father,” he smiles. He looks at you and gives you a kiss on the forehead.

“And of course you...a beautiful gorgeous mother,” he added.

“Are they alright?” You managed to say through your groggy state.

Osamu then turns and stands up to look at the three babies. However, even before he can do that, he may have had a glance over the curtain dividing your upper and lower body. He gets a sight of a few of your organs out. You turn to see his pale face.

“Osamu?” You weakly called out.

Before anything else, he blinks out and looks at the babies placed at each of the beds.

“Yes. Yes. They are all good and healthy,” He managed to say, hiding the shiver in his voice after seeing you all disassembled. That’s not something he’ll probably want to tell you at all.

Though, the image eventually faded away when the two of you were back in the room with your three sleeping children. The two girls are in your arms while your youngest son is in Osamu’s arms.

“They're quite heavy, don’t you think?” You asked as you looked up at Osamu. However, he doesn’t answer. Probably because he’s in awe looking at his son. You can definitely see the sparkle in his eyes as if he can’t believe he is finally holding one of his children in his arms after nine months of waiting. He always has been the kind of person who’s been researching and preparing when they arrive the moment you told him you were pregnant. Now, here they are.

“They’ve only just been born and you already have your favourites?” You jokingly say.

Osamu turns to you and walks to you. “I don’t have favourites. I love the three of them,” He says looking at the two girls in your arms.

“We need to decide on the name already,” you say.

“Right. We thought of so many,” Osamu softly sways his body when his son begins to fuss a bit.

“Why don’t we consider Atsumu’s suggestions?” you cheekily smiled.

Osamu paled at the thought of it.

“Please no,” Osamu said with a defeated sigh.

You only chuckled as a reply. It seems the two of you have some thinking to do.

HEISUKE RISEKI

The moment you felt that gush of water down your legs, you knew for sure there was no time to waste. Though, it seems your husband is totally out of it and is not understanding a word you said.

“Honey, my water broke. We need to go to the hospital,” you said.

“Wh-what?” he said in confusion.

“My water broke,”

“Yeah?”

You frown at his confused face.

“Broke, honey. Water gushed down my legs,” you said in a much calmer state.

He just looks at you...confused. You know he knows what it means. You’ve explained for some time. Though, it seems he couldn’t process the words.

“THE BABY IS COMING, RISEKI!” And that’s when it snapped at him. The panic blows at him. He keeps blabbering things you don’t understand as he gets your bag and the keys.

Though, seeing how panicked he is, you did not move on your spot. You grab his arm and place both your hands on your cheeks.

"Hey, hey. Sweetie," you said in a much calmer tone even with the fact that you're the one giving birth. He looks at you with wide eyes.

"Darling...sweetie, calm down. There is no need to worry. We have more time than you think. I'm not yet having contractions so that's good so far, okay? So calm down. Take a deep breath," you smile at him. He follows your instructions and takes a few deep breaths until eventually the tight grip on the bag has loosen and his shoulders relaxed.

"There you go. We'll be alright. Don't worry," you give him one last peck before you walk out of the house.

In no time, you two reached the hospital. Halfway through the drive you feel the contractions going, but you did not tell Riseki about it. Who knows what might happen if you tell him. Upon arriving, that's when you let out a groan from the pain.

The nurses prep you up and the labour hours have come. The contractions become more painful as the hours go on. Riseki being a bit panicky all throughout doesn't leave your side. If you ask for something, he might as well run as fast as he can to be back with you in nl time. You do not have too much focus to talk him out of his nervousness as the pain gets more unbearable.

Then, when the pushing begins, he breathes with you. When the doctor tells you to breath in and out, he does as well. When you push...he sort of pushes as well (?). You have not quite the idea, but that seems to be the case when you find faint chuckles from the nurses. And when you got through the final push, his relief became audible as well.

A cry fills the room. He looks at the doctor holding the baby.

"Is it a boy or a girl?" He immediately asked the doctor.

The doctor chuckles. "Congratulations. It's a girl,"

"A girl!" He cheered. He turns to you. "It's a girl, sweetie. A beautiful little girl!"

"I guess I lost the bet," you laughed groggily. Yes, it has been a little game you two played. Instead of knowing the gender before birth, you two played a little bet (with no money or favours involved).

However, Riseki completely forgot about that. "I don't care about the bet. You did such a good job, sweetie," he places his lips on your sweaty cheeks.

"But if its a girl...then does that mean we use the name I suggested?" A smile beams on his face.

You nod.

The nurse hands your wrapped baby to Riseki and he's immediately fallen in love with your baby. His smile is like any parents would have. You know then she would be a good father to her...and probably to your future children.

"Hello, our sweet Emilia," he mumbled oh so sweetly to a new part of your family.

HITOSHI GINJIMA

It has been a week since you got to have a much longer bonding with your husband which ended up you nagging about that. He truly regrets that. Therefore, he makes sure that takes time off and finally spends time with you. Hence, he planned a staycation in a fancy hotel over the weekend. However, it seems that your baby has different plans for the weekend.

"Honey, your water just broke," he stands before the door carrying your bags for your staycation when he suddenly sees a pool of water around you. You definitely know that your water just broke...but...but...you really want to go to the hotel before any of this happens.

"It's-it's fine. I'm fine," you lied. You're not fine.

Hitoshi frowns at your statement and puts down the bag. "In any minute now, you'll feel the contractions. We have to hurry to the hospital," he walks back to your room to grab the hospital bag.

"Come on. We have to go to the hospital now," he goes back with the bag. When he turns to you, he finds you tearing up.

"Why are you crying, sweetie?" He softly wipes away the tears crawling down your cheeks.

"I love her so much, but I hope she gave us a little more time...just the two of us. I'm still nervous about me...being a mother," more tears fall down.

He gives you an encouraging smile. He closes the gap between the two of you as he clashes his lips to yours. You kiss him back, but he pulls away after a few seconds.

"Trust me. You will be the best mother she could ever have. You're not alone on this. It's our first time, but I know we would do anything to make her feel loved. We'll do this together," his gaze shifts into that determination.

"Okay," you nodded with a smile. "Though, too bad we did not get to go to the hotel," you chuckled.

"We can always rebook," he leads you out and to the taxi waiting for the two of you outside.

Labour became smooth as you expect it to be. Just a few hours, you are already ready to do some pushing. You did not notice that your husband changed his shirt. You only got a glimpse of his shirt that says "Just push" printed in bold cops. You did not even get to laugh at the shirt before he's told to wear protective surgical wears.

Then, when you push, you honestly can't help but smile through the unbearable pain all because of your husband's chant. He cheers you but not loud enough to disturb the doctor.

"Push. Push. Push. Push it, darling. Push,"

"I swear, Hitoshi," you managed to say before pushing again.

Then, the final push came by with a loud baby's cry. You sigh in relief as you see your baby girl.

"She's here," you mumbled.

The nurse hands your wrapped babu to you and you can't help but just tear up.

"I can't believe you're here," you added.

"Hello, our beautiful daughter," Hitoshi admires your baby the way you do as well.

"You really wanted to come out so bad, you did not let us have a vacation, hm?" You chuckled.

It was a beautiful moment. You will definitely admit that despite the pain you went through. However, you definitely loved what happened afterwards when your husband's team arrived.

"Okay. Who's idea was it to teach my husband to make up that weird cheering?" You chuckled. You just found out from your husband that someone told him it would be encouraging if he does that chant.

Some of the boys chuckle as well. However, you did not expect for Kita to step forward.

"You told him that?" You're not mad at all. You just found it intriguing that somebody thought that its encouraging rather than funny.

"In my defense, y/n. I only told him something that would help him out of his nervousness,"

Osamu slaps Atsumu at the back causing his brother to stumble forward.

"It was this jerk who taught him the chant," Osamu said.

Atsumu smiled with guilt on his face. He rubs the back of his neck and bows down.

"Sorry about that,"

You shake your head still with a smile on your face.

"Doesn't really matter," you said as you looked down at your daughter in your arms. "All that matters is this precious little girl is finally in my arms,"

Hitoshi nods and kisses you on the forehead. However, Atsumu just has to fake coughing and lift a question that would lead to a little chaos.

"Can I call dibs as the godfather?" He cheekily smiles. And now, everyone wants to be godfather.

How many godfathers will my daughter have?

NIA’S MASTERLIST

#haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu fluff #miya osamu #miya osamu fluff #hitoshi ginjima #hitoshi ginjima fluff #heisuke riseki #HEISUKE RISEKI fluff #part 4 #giving birth

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konakoro · 3 years

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No one:

Absolutely no one:

Ryan Akiga: :]

#infinity train #infinity train book 4 #infinity train s4 #whenever he makes a :] face i lose my mind #i love it so much

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haikyall · 3 years

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A Splash Wouldn’t Hurt

Synopsis: A luxurious vacation, a vacation you know too well mainly cause it was only in your dreams. But Inarizaki Men's VBC decides to change that.

WC: 4078

Trigger Warning: none

Genre: Fluff

Parining: Inarizaki x Manager!Reader

It was homeroom period when you received a tap on your left shoulder as you were writing notes on what your team members— the Inarizaki Men’s Volleyball Club— should improve on. You look at the direction it came from, you realize there was a figure beside you that was eyeing your work. It was Osamu “Wow, you’re making notes on us? How cute of you,” Osamu says, peering over your notes.

“Yeah, I mean it’s the least I can do as your manager,” You sigh, looking at your notes which included a whole list of what certain members were good and what they should do to improve things they weren’t good at.

“You know, the semestral break is like a week away right?” The wing spiker starts as he sits at the table in front of you. He settles down his bag down and brings out a notebook related to the first period. You were well aware that the semestral break was a week from now. You have been planning to…… well, sleep the break away. You never had any plans to enjoy it, even if you were not part of the middle-class economy, you just felt lazy.

“Yeah, what about it?” You say paying attention to your teammate that was looking at you with an expectant gaze.

“Well, Atsumu and I are having a little yacht party.” Osamu starts. Wait a damn minute… a yACHT PARTY? A Y A C H T? Your eyes widen at what you were hearing, Osamu just smiles at your reaction, knowing well enough that even if you’ve known the twins your whole high school life, you still get overwhelmed at just how wealthy they were as star athletes.

“And the only ones invited are the whole team, without the coaches of course, and by the whole team, we included you on the list.” The second-year continues, okay, I mentioned your eyes widened, this time your eyes went out of your eye sockets. Osamu laughs, loving the reaction he’s getting. You couldn’t believe him. They don’t possibly want you to come, maybe they asked you out of pity and hoped to say no.

“But, I’m just your manager…?” You say, still confused at the offer. Osamu just smiles.

“We appreciate you more than you think.” You couldn’t believe what you were hearing, the boys looked at you not as a club mate or as a manager, they looked at you like you were their little sister. They genuinely want you to go. But you didn’t know what to bring or do on a yacht, mainly because you’ve never been to one or even seen one. Last time you “saw” a yacht was at your d r e a m s.

“We want you to come, it’s fine if you don't bring anything aside from things you’d bring to a beach like towels or sunscreen.” He trails off. He then looks at you dead straight at the eyes with a pleading look.

“Even I would be sad if you didn’t go.” You felt a little amount of heat creep up on your cheeks.

“…You guys… want me to go?” You hesitantly ask to which Osamu nods eagerly.

“Outings as a family won’t be the same without you,” The second-year says with a small smile on his face, still waiting for you to take the offer. You were still hesitant, how are you going to tell your parents about this? Fortunately, Osamu read exactly what’s on your mind and smirks.

“Kita-kun took care of your parents and they agreed” By this time your jaw fell to the floor and Osamu laughs again, thinking your reaction is cute. You fell silent, what else was stopping you from bonding with them?

“… You want me to bring some marinated lamb? Or steak?” You start, flipping through another page, making a list of what to bring, keeping in mind the favorite foods of each member. The wing spiker is shocked.

“Waaa, you know us that well huh?” You only smile as a reply. The school bell rings, signifying the start of class.

“Start with preparing your luggage for a 5-day trip. Kita-kun will send you the other details.” Was the last thing Osamu says before he turned in front, ready to greet the teacher, leaving you in bewilderment.

‘A little fun with water balloons won’t hurt as well right?’ You thought to yourself, not interested in the class. To others, it looked like you were taking down notes for the class. You scribble away more ideas to make the event more fun.

________ First Day 5:00 am

Your parents dropped you off the dock that you were supposed to meet the boys. You were immediately greeted with Kita, Oomimi, and Akiga. All three hugs you and says their greetings to your parents. Oomimi and Akiga took your belongings and took them to the yacht while Kita thanked your parents for letting you go and bringing you to the dock safe and promises that you will return in alive and in one piece.

“Ahh, our sister is here!” Atsumu greets you with a hug. Osamu takes some of the luggage that Akiga is carrying, seeing that he is struggling.

“You can receive serves and all but you can’t carry a bag?” Osamu disses the libero to which Akiga bites back with

“You’re lucky the volleyball is already inside the damn yacht”

Ojiro just smiles at you saying, “Would you like a roommate or you wanna have a room to yourself?”

“I’ll have a room to myself if that’s fine?” You ask shyly.

“Of course it’s fine you precious little thing!” Atsumu exclaims, ruffling your hair in the process.

“Just beware, we might knock on your door to annoy living hell out of you” The setter teases.

“Today we plan to be a chill day so after the twins do their tour, you do whatever you want and all that,” Kita says.

“Oh, and if you feel the boat speed up or slow down that’s mainly cause Suna-chan is manning the wheel” He continues. Wait a holy minute-

“Yes, Suna has a license and is trained by his father so we should be fine and yes, he knows how to stir the boat, darling” Osamu —who came back together with Akiga and Oomimi after putting your luggage on the boat— completes your thought.

“You’re so cute when you’re shocked like that” Ginjima gushes while the other boys just chuckle.

“Let’s board the boat, shall we?” Atsumu leads the group into the twins’ luxurious and— I kid you not— enormous yacht. You kinda ended up gawking at the boat since it is pretty huge and it’s your first time. Your gawking only ends because Akagi lends you a hand to get on the boat.

“You can stare when you get on it” Akiga teases you, making you turn to a little cherry as you say your apologies and step foot into the yacht, you just end up marveling it at its glory.

“Just like the ones in the movie right?” Atsumu teases. As the group fanboys on how cute you looked when you were processing that you were, in fact, in an actual yacht, you eye the outside portion of the yacht, a bar with stools where the boys were hanging out, some white sofas and grey bean bags with a center table, a grill and the main attraction, jet skis that were parked on the yacht.

“Are these actual…” You trail off, Osamu smiles at your speechless.

“Jet Skis? Why, yes they are. They are like my babies” Osamu answers.

“Hey ya trap, they’re my babies too!” Atsumu shouts from the bar.

“The twins have a rule that the room picking will happen a little later after the tour so that you can see which room you want.” Kosaku trails off. You nod as you understand the meaning of the rule.

“And it’s a fun game honestly. We also leave our bags at the dock until the tour is over, we won't be making any stops on the islands you will see, it kinda just sight-seeing” He continues and walks over to the twins to which you follow.

“Ya ready? Cause there’s a lot more to take in besides the jet skis” Atsumu teases and you just get a bit more flustered. Cue Kita hitting Atsumu on the nape and the team laughing at them.

“Cut the manager some slack, ‘Tsumu, not everyone’s as fortunate as the two of you” Kosaku states.

“Can we start the tour already? I’m dying to take a nap” Suna yawns and the twins start the tour ________ Time Skip: to 6:00 am

There were essentially 12 rooms all of which have a queen-sized bed and a washroom that has a bathtub and a separate shower hall. There was also another bar with a karaoke and billiard room with some game consoles like Xbox 360, PS4, etc. A gym, a kitchen and dining room, a sauna and jacuzzi a changing room, a viewing deck, and an inflatable slide at the roof of the yacht. The only staff there was were maids, 4 bartenders, a few bodyguards, and another guy that is licensed to stir the boat when Suna is busy.

You and the boys were hanging out at the lower deck which was where you were gawking the jet skis. They made you decide on the room you want. You chose the room nearest to the viewing deck since you like to take the view in from the night.

“Well, now our dear sibling over here has a room its a matter of competition for us” Atsumu states, and Osamu just sighs and looks at you with a tired expression.

“We’re gonna race two to see who gets the room they want, we let you get your room so that you can take down who gets which room.” Osamu gently explains. You nod and reach for the notebook inside your bag, it became a mannerism for you to bring your club notebook wherever you went with the boys… including this one.

The first pair were the twins, then Kita & Oomimi, Ojiro & Ginjima, Suna & Kosaku, and finally, Akiga & Riseki. Was it chaos? Of course, it was. The twins ended up getting the same room so you had to negotiate a war of rock, paper, and scissors and Atsumu being a baby per usual because his older twin got the room. Kita and Oomimi were by far the calmest since they chose different rooms. Ojiro and Ginjima took some time because they kept on going into the rooms that were taken by the other members and Ginjima getting disappointed the longer the search goes. Suna and Kosaku were kinda calm until they chose the same room as well but didn’t resort to the bickering the twins do. Akiga and Riseka also took some time since they were the last pair to choose a room.

After that, the twins acquainted the team with some rules to follow which were just 6:30 pm was the time of dinner and 12:30 was the time of lunch, and breakfast was optional. Because they are athletes it is a must that they attend the dinner and lunch. They also have to tell the group chat if they were unable to eat and it needs to be a legitimate reason. And there is a schedule for every room so that the maids don’t die of exhaustion. They also had a debate on having a bedtime and if midnight snacks were allowed. They ended up resorting to not having one and midnight snacks are available.

________ 8:00 am

After all, that chaos was settled with you decided to go to your room where you get to explore it in even more detail. But then the exhaustion of taming the boys took over you as your body uncontrollably falls to the white circular bed and you soon drift off to Dream Land.

_________ 10:00 am

Your eyes finally flutter open as you check to see what time it was with the watch on your arm. You quickly fix your hair, face, and the bed as you take in your new surroundings. You take notice of the wooden floor. The table had essential oils and a diffuser right next to it and bright lights around the mirror for makeup. The television was actually inside the wall and the washroom had a little window which can be covered with curtains and more bright lights for the mirrors, there were wall hooks for hangers or things needed to be hanged. One of which was a hanger for the bathrobe the yacht provided. It was a rather spacious room, so spacious that you’d think that you were in a hotel rather than a yacht.

“It’s big mainly because it’s considered the master’s bedroom” You look back to the door, which was where the voice came from. The voice came from Osamu who was leaning at the door frame. Behind him was the rest of the team with a small smile on their faces.

“We’re going to hang out by the lower deck, cause Idio- I mean, ‘Tsumu-kun challenged me to a Jet Ski race, wanna watch? Kita is gonna start grilling the steak you brought” Osamu continues. You nod and say you’ll just change clothes. You change into a white tube bikini which is covered by a white see-through tassel and head to the lower deck which is already starting to smell like grilled steak.

You see the boys quietly yet not so discreetly check you out which makes you bring a little bit of heat on your face. You take a seat at the white couch you take notice of their outfits. The twins, Ginjima, Riseki, and Oomimi were shirtless with some swim trunks. Kita was also shirtless but is wearing an apron cause he’s grilling some meat. Kosaku, Ojiro, Akagi, and Suna were wearing white tank tops with some swimming trunks.

You also observed that there was something similar to what the boys were wearing, sunglasses. Suna has his sunglasses tucked on the collar of his shirt, Ojiro has his tucked on the right pocket of his shorts. Kosaku’s and Osamu’s were resting on their head Akiga and Oomimi were wearing a chain where the glasses were hanging on. Ginjima, Riseki, and Atsumu were wearing their glasses. Kita’s were hanging at the loop of his apron at the back.

“Rules: No flipping of Jet Skis. Don’t hit each other or the yacht. No insane tricks that will get you injured and have fun. If one of the drivers falls off the Jet Ski, instant game over” Ojiro states and the twins listen to what he has to say.

“Five rounds around the yacht. First to park their Jet Ski and get off from it wins” Ojiro smiles with his eyes closed as the twins shake hands as a sign of camaraderie.

Ojiro opens his eyes with a serious face as he says the catch, “Winner gets to throw water balloons at the loser.” The boys show a look of shock and confusion cause as far as they know, they don’t have water balloons.

“What are ye talking about? We don’t have—” Atsumu starts but is caught off by Ginjima

“Y/N-chan brought some water balloons, would be a shame if we don’t use it… Right?” The wing spiker taunts the boys. They turn to you and all you can do is smile while having a chat with Oomimi and a sleepy Suna. All of a sudden the twins’ expressions turned from shocked to competitive, the face you’d see when they have an official match at volleyball.

“Oh you’re on,” Atsumu says to which his twin just shrugs

“Scared you’ll get wet?” Osamu says while arching his right eyebrow.

The startling roar of the Jet Skis causes you to jump a bit while the other boys remain unfazed, Ojiro, standing at the edge of the yacht, raises his arm “Ready,” The twins look at each other and turn back to the sea.

“Set,” By this time, the siblings are playing with the controls to make the Jet Skis roar louder but they’re still in the same displacement on the water.

“Go” Ojiro puts down his arm and the two twins are on their way. Suna— whose is essentially lying down on the bean bag beside you— pokes your left arm resting on the sofa’s armrest.

“10 water balloons, Osamu-chan wins” You smirk at the bid, why not eh? Nothing wrong with a little splash.

“Fine, 10 water balloons, Atsumu-chan wins” Suna smirks at your statement and looks at the sea.

“Stuff like this makes me sleepy” Suna yawns and it causes you to giggle.

“You’re always sleepy, Suna-chan”

“It makes me sleepy and at ease” Suna smiles, happy he’s made you laugh every once in a while.

Kosaku though it would be nice if the lower deck had some music so he played “Party Poison” by My Chemical Romance as he and Riseki start filling up the water balloons

________ 10:30 am

The twins are back but Atsumu won by a millisecond. You laugh out in rejoice as you saw your next victim of the water balloons. You were so overjoyed that the attention was on you. “Suna-chan and Y/N-chan over here decided to make a bet on who wins. Our sibling won cause they placed their bet on Atsumu-chan” Riseki explains to the twins.

“Don’t place such a huge bet on me Suna-chan” Osamu sighs in defeat while Atsumu was busy making fun of his older twin that lost.

The two stand on the metal part of the lower deck and were the jet skis were parked. Riseki starts to throw one water balloons and others follow pursuit. Well, let’s just say you may or may not didn’t count how many water balloons you guys were throwing at the pair. And Ginjima may or may not have filmed the whole event happening including the start of the race.

_________ 11:00 am

After assisting the two boys on what they need to change clothes. You hang out in the entertainment room where everyone was playing a match of Mario Kart while waiting for Kita finish making lunch. You wasted no time into putting this on camera since this was pure gold.

“No! That’s cheating you- AAAAAAAAA”

“SHUT UP YOU SQUEALING PIG”

“YES! I GOT I- OJIRO-KUN”

“AHAHAHHAHAHAH DIE YOU SORRY EXCUSES OF LOSERS”

_________ 12:30 pm

Lunch was served, it was steak with mashed potatoes and mango panna cotta for dessert. Although we ate in peace, there was still tension as to playing that last Mario Kart match. Kita, oblivious to the chaos a while ago, has zero idea to what even happened but feels a strong tension.

“Alright, what’s bothering you kids?”

“I swore you cheated on that last match” Riseki looks dead straight at Akagi who was happily enjoying his medium-rare steak. Cue Kita rubbing his forehead and being the epitome of ‘Ah shit, here we go again’

“I will not deny or accept that” You were informed by their coach about the rowdiness and loudness this group has but these boys always seem to have something to bicker about.

“I DONATED YOU A DAMN LIFE PACK IN LEFT FOR DEAD 2 AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME?”

“We live in a capitalist world, my dear child,” Akagi smirks, knowing it’s gonna fume his kohai to the roof. ________ 1:30 pm

Yes, it took you an hour to calm down the two well, mostly Riseki who felt offended by the actions of his senpai. After so, you decided to have time for yourself at the sauna. You grab your wardrobe and your new clothes which were plain red sweatshirt and some cycling shorts and walk towards the said room. You go to the changing rooms which had a little locker aisle so that you can put your things in.

You take off the tassel that you were wearing and toss on the bathrobe. It was a little big for you but it will do. You head to the sauna in which you spent your time enjoying. It was a place that showed the scenery outside and therefore you get to marvel at the beauty of the islands at the same time it was playing calm piano music.

You took this time to look at the videos Ginjima sent you and your compilation of videos and photos to decide what to post exactly.

You ended up posting that stolen solo picks of the boys while they were busy doing things. Yes, you have a stolen photo of Suna that is a w a k e. You also post a picture of yourself with your back facing the camera and your arms spread out. The last photo you posted was a group photo with you and the boys taken in the dining room before the incident happened.

The boys, on the other hand, were putting the appreciation gifts they had brought for you to your room. Arranging it in the most aesthetic way they could on your bed. They tried not to make any noise as you can hear their footsteps due to the wooden floor. They quickly made their way to the viewing deck to inflate the slide to make an alibi to be there.

________ 4:30 pm

You head to the viewing deck wearing you a sweatshirt and cycling shorts only to know that the boys were sliding down the inflatable slide. Oomimi sees you and carries you bridal style to be next in line. You panic as to knowing your outfit.

“You guys, I’m not really—,” you start as Oomimi sets you down on the slide. Atsumu laughs at your response.

“Well, sorry, love~” was all the setter said till his members pushed you off the slide. It felt like going down from the highest point of the ride of the rollercoaster. You screamed your whole lungs out and you swore you died till you felt nothing beneath you. You were flying in the air for what seemed like a century till you were engulfed with water. Its comfort in surrounding you made you feel safe but you had to go to the surface. When you did you were smiling but then at the same time you felt as if you were betrayed by your siblings over there on the yacht as they were laughing their asses off. Suna who was stirring at that time, was also chuckling to himself after hearing your screams of death seconds ago.

The ones in the water, Kita and Ginjima helped you go to the yacht as they knew you were gonna murder the boys. The moment you climbed back on the boat. The maids handed you a towel to which you used to whip at the boys for revenge making them die of even more laughter from you.

________ 6:30 pm

You were still damp and a towel was hanging on both of your shoulders when your dinner is served and it was grilled lamb with some fried rice and crème brûlée as dessert. This was the time the boys noticed that you posted something on social media and gave out their comments of appreciation especially to your photo. They took into detail their photos and realized that they were stolen. This was the perfect opportunity for you to post the uhhh… not so good looking photos of them. But you were worried about the number of unpleasing photos they had of you so you decided to go against the idea. And luckily there was no world war happening since you already forgave them for their little stunt a while ago and they did have fun.

_________ 7:45 pm

You head back to your room to wash and get changed for the karaoke night the boys proposed. You open the door to see the wide arrange of gifts the boys had prepared just for you. You start to tear up from the effort the boys pulled just to show you their gratitude towards you. You took a picture and sent it to both the group chat and social media as a thank you post. A mess of a team they were, they were your mess and you loved every moment you had with them.

#inarizaki #inarizaki x reader #beach #atsumu miya #miya atsumu #osamu #atsumu #osamu miya #miya twins #kita shinsuke #aran ojiro #suna rintarou #suna rintaro #oomimi ren

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shield-o-futuro · 5 years

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ESPECIAL DE GIFS - LORRAINE LOKIDDOTIR & HAZEL FITZ-SIMMONS [ 10 / ?? ]

Aqui temos a representação perfeita de outro universo porque esses gifs não poderiam estar mais longe da realidade das duas atualmente kkkk Mas sim, elas duas são akigas só não tão festeiras desse jeito lol ps: parece que a Hazel só é certinha nessa realidade, porque nas outras ela parece sempre ir pro mal caminho kkkkkk

#Lorraine Laufeyson #Hazel Fitz-Simmons #[ coisas ultra aleatórias ]

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Estou num relacionamento a 6 anos sinto que perdi um pouco da vida, tinha 15 qnd comecei a namorar e agr tenho 21, às vezes fico muito depressiva 😢

Oiii, boa noite!

Eu te entendo completamente, eu acho que acabei perdendo minha adolescencia também com o meu relacionamento..

Mas olha, você acha que vale a pena insistir? Porque você não tenta sair com alguma akiga sua, prima, tenta se desligar um pouco do seu relacionamento e ir corre atrás do tempo que você perdeu, temos apenas uma vida e temos que aproveitar tudo o que ela nos oferece, mas claro, com moderação.. Sei que falar é fácil, mas pelo menos tenta algumas vezes, vai que da certo! ❤

#ask

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Bride Entertains Her Husband and Guests At Her Wedding After Party With Her Beyonce Moves

A video of a Nigerian bride dancing at her wedding is currently trending on social media. Jenny Akiga who is obviously a Beyonce fan, took centre stage to entertain her husband and guest by dancing to some of the iconic singer’s songs while her husband and wedding guests watched in excitement. She was joined by three other dancers who made sure to add spice to their choreography. Watch the video…

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Nigerian bride takes centre stage as she thrills her husband and guests with 'Beyonce moves' at her wedding after-party (video)

Nigerian bride takes centre stage as she thrills her husband and guests with ‘Beyonce moves’ at her wedding after-party (video)

A video of a Nigerian bride dancing at her wedding is currently trending on social media. Jenny Akiga who is obviously a Beyonce fan, took center stage dancing to some the iconic singer’s songs while her husband and wedding guests watched in excitement. She was joined by three other dancers who made sure to add spice to their chorepgraphy. Watch the video…

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#Nigerian bride takes center stage as she thrills her husband and guests with &039;Beyonce moves&039; at her wedding after party (video)

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nightingaleflow · 2 years

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How She Helps Him Sleep

Summary: Gaara can't sleep. Fortunately, his girlfriend Aki is there to help. Word Count: 4.4k Warnings: Insomnia, smut, hand jobs (male receiving), oral (male receiving), PIV sex, orgasm delay/denial, teasing, dirty talk, light bondage (sort of), riding, scratching, explicit consent, masturbation/vaginal fingering, overstimulation, swearing (Gaara says fuck)

A/N: Well if those warnings didn't tell you what's in store I don't know what will.

But anyway, I was trying to write something else entirely yesterday. As I did, this idea kept nudging me until I gave up and wrote it.

4k words of smutty smut later, and I'm still not sure what happened. But I had fun writing it, so I hope you have fun reading it too.

If you've read my ongoing longfic A Crystal in the Sand, you'll recognize Aki Kamiya as my OC from there. This takes place in the same universe, but it's 5 years post-War Arc, so Gaara and Aki are both 21. They've been together for several years by this point and are currently living together, though they aren't married yet (much to the annoyance of the Suna Council I'm sure).

I hope you enjoy. <3

(Also posted to ao3 if you prefer to read it there: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39428922)

Tag list: @justmyownreality @therantingfangirl @mrsbakashi @starnightcat @anchy-bananchy @mal-the-konohoe (if you would like to be added to the tag list please let me know)

MINORS DNI/NOT SFW

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Gaara sighed as he adjusted for the fortieth time. The clock by the bed read 1:58 am, and yet, he couldn’t sleep.

It wasn’t as though insomnia was a new or unexpected problem for him. Gaara had gone his entire childhood and the better part of his teenage years without sleeping thanks to Shukaku living in his head. But even after the tanuki had been ripped from him and he finally could sleep, the habit of not sleeping stayed with him.

He glanced to his right. Aki, his long-time love and best friend, laid peacefully in the bed next to him. Her ash-colored hair was fanned out against the pillow as her chest slowly rose and fell. Her right hand was loosely draped over his, their fingers curled lightly around each other. She smiled in her sleep, and Gaara wondered what she was dreaming about, selfishly hoping it was him. He couldn’t resist reaching out and tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Her smile grew wider at his touch, and Gaara had to restrain himself from doing it again.

He looked back at the clock. It was now 1:59 am.

He sighed, then reluctantly pulled his hand away from her and slid out of bed.

Gaara made his way to the kitchen and opened the fridge. He silently gave thanks that he and Aki were the only ones still living in the penthouse, with Temari finally married to Shikamaru in Konoha and Kankuro getting his own place elsewhere in the village. That gave Gaara and Aki more freedom to do as they pleased when they were home, such as walking to the kitchen in black boxers and nothing else.

He poured himself a glass of water, then went to the living room. The novel he’d been reading sat on the coffee table, a bookmark sticking out from about the halfway point. He flicked on a lamp, then settled down on the sofa and began reading.

Five minutes later, he heard the telltale shuffling coming from the hallway. He set the book down as Aki emerged from the darkness, rubbing her eyes. Like him, she had minimal clothing on, just a loose green shirt and her underwear. She wasn’t even wearing her crystals, something that humbled him. She’d explained to him once that she only took them off when she felt completely safe, so the fact that she removed them when he was there touched him in ways he couldn’t fully express.

“Gaara?” Aki asked. “Is everything ok?”

“Couldn’t sleep,” he replied. His eyes unapologetically admired her legs.

Aki hummed sympathetically. “You could have woken me up,” she said, sitting next to him.

“You looked too peaceful,” Gaara replied. “I didn’t want to disturb you.”

“I wouldn’t have minded,” Aki replied, playfully nudging his shoulder. “I love you. You know that, right?”

Gaara nodded, feeling the familiar warmth that came with those words inside him. “I do, even though I still don’t know what I did to deserve it.”

Aki sighed. “We’re really going to have this discussion again?”

“We don’t have to,” Gaara replied. “I’ve heard it plenty of times.”

“And yet, it still doesn’t seem to have sunk in,” Aki said. She pulled her knees up onto the cushions and leaned into him. “You deserve it because you are worthy of being loved, Gaara.”

Gaara didn’t respond, so Aki slowly slid over until she was straddling his thighs. She gently put a hand on his cheek, forcing him to look at her.

“You deserve it because you had a centipede broach custom made for my Rinne gift instead of buying something generic. You deserve it because you don’t judge my terrible cooking, even after all these years. You deserve it because you encouraged me when I got the opportunity to become a sage even though I was doubting myself. You deserve it because of how tightly you held me when I thought I lost my sister.” Her thumb stroked his skin. “And you deserve it because I say you do, and I’m always right.”

That made him laugh. “Of course,” he said. “Forgive me for being so foolish.”

Aki smiled, then tenderly kissed his forehead, causing his eyes to flutter closed.

“I love you,” she whispered again.

“I love you too,” he whispered back. “So much it hurts.”

This time, when she leaned in to kiss him, she lowered her lips to his.

Gaara relaxed under her gentle affections, the warmth in his chest expanding until it was ready to burst. He returned her kiss, pouring every bit of love he could back through their point of connection. Their kiss deepened, and Gaara found himself arching against her, refusing to allow any bit of open space to exist between them. Aki seemed to have the same idea, pressing down against him as she deepened their kiss.

A few minutes later, Aki pulled back, much to Gaara’s disappointment. She rested her head against his as she caught her breath, and he was momentarily lost in the shining green pools that were her eyes.

“Would you be ok returning to the bedroom?” Aki asked.

Gaara frowned. “I still don’t think I’ll be able to sleep.”

“Maybe not, but that’s ok,” Aki replied. “I can just hold you for a bit if you like.”

Gaara nodded. “Ok.”

Aki smiled and gently kissed the tip of his nose. She stood first, then offered him a hand. Once she pulled him to his feet and he collected his water, she led him back to their room.

She settled on her side first as Gaara sat his water down on his nightstand. Then he slid back into the sheets. Aki waited patiently, her arms loosely open as he crawled over to her.

He laid his head against her shoulder and closed his eyes. Her arms closed around him, pulling him even closer. She rested her head on top of his, her breath warming his scalp. Her fingers idly traced circles on his back.

So many emotions flooded him. Comfort. Safety. Acceptance. And of course, love.

He knew deep in his heart there was nowhere and no one else that would ever make him feel this way. During the day, he had to be the Kazekage. He had to be the one going head-on into danger to keep his village safe, the one who had to carry the heaviest burdens without error or complaint. But here, in her arms, he could just be Gaara, the man who loved her above all else and who had the honor of being loved by her in return.

“Ryo for your thoughts?” Aki asked.

“Hm?”

Aki shrugged. “You seem deep in thought. Did you want to talk about it?”

He snuggled closer. “It’s nothing much,” he assured her. “I’m just grateful that you’re here.”

Her fingers paused their gentle massage.

A moment later, he felt her lips press against his scalp and couldn’t help the small gasp that escaped his lips. He tilted his face up, pulling hers down until their lips connected again. She carefully slid lower underneath him, relieving some of the pressure on their necks from the extreme angle. Then she kissed him harder, coaxing a soft moan from him.

They both turned until they were laying on their sides facing each other. Aki’s arms wrapped back around his neck as his went to her waist. He slowly ran his hands up, then down, mapping out her curves with his palm. Aki’s hands in turn went to his scalp, her fingers snaking through his hair and holding his head in place as she continued kissing him.

When he started to lean back, she followed him. She pressed her hand against his shoulder, gently pushing him until he was lying flat. She swung her right leg over him, then slid over until she was laying on top of him. He smiled up at her, his fingers tracing the contours of her back muscles.

She leaned her head down, and Gaara shivered as he felt her hot breath against his ear. “You know,” she whispered. “I could always help tire you out if you’re up for it.”

Her sultry tone and her fingers tracing his waistband made it clear what she meant.

His dick twitched with excitement as all sorts of dirty thoughts invaded his mind. But instead of voicing them, he reached up and caressed her cheek. “You don’t have to,” he said. “I know you need to sleep.”

She lifted her head and gave him a pointed look. “What if I want to, Gaara?”

She pressed her hips against his leg, lingering until Gaara felt the heat radiating from between her legs. She took his hand from her cheek and held it still, searching his eyes for his answer.

“Ok,” Gaara said, nodding once. “If you really want to.”

“You know that’s not good enough,” Aki said. “Do you want me to? I’m not gonna do anything unless I know you do.”

It was a conversation they’d had many times over the years, starting with their very first time together so long ago. It was something he was adamant about, then and now - he would never touch her unless he had her explicit permission. To his relief, she felt the same way, always waiting for the ok from him before making any moves. It made every time they had sex much more wonderful, in his opinion, because it meant that every time it happened, they both truly wanted it.

So, knowing what she was looking for, he tilted his head up until his lips brushed her ear. “Yes,” he murmured. “Please, Aki. I want you to touch me.”

Aki smiled, then slid to the left until she was lying against his side. She pressed another lingering kiss against his lips, then trailed a series of lighter kisses from his mouth down to his neck. He turned his head to allow her easier access, whimpering as she lightly sucked on the delicate skin of his neck. Lower down, her hand slid along his boxers. He couldn’t help but buck upward as she palmed him through the cloth, his breathing already becoming more ragged.

Aki’s teeth grazed the skin above his collarbone before her tongue caressed the same spot. She slipped her hand under the black cloth and dragged one finger along the underside of his shaft. It felt cool against his burning skin, producing more shivers. Then she used that same finger to tease the head. Gaara groaned, his hips following her hand’s movement as he searched for more friction. Unfortunately for him, she knew exactly what he was after, and simply altered the pressure from the finger to compensate.

“Aki,” he groaned.

“Yes?” Aki asked.

“Please, I need more.”

“Already?” she teased, amusement clear in her voice. “We’ve barely gotten started, Gaara.”

Gaara was about to retort, but then her hand gripped the shaft, and he promptly forgot what he was going to say.

She stroked him slowly, closing her hand over the tip before going back down, then repeating the motion. Beads of precum leaked from the head, becoming smeared along his length from her strokes. His boxers became strained as he became fully aroused, wriggling his hips involuntarily.

Fortunately, Aki had always been an incredibly attentive lover. Even when she was teasing him, she always recognized what he needed immediately. Seeing him strain against the cloth now, she paused in her ministrations. She lowered herself down his body and hooked her fingers into his waistband. “Would you like me to get rid of these?” she cooed.

“Yes,” Gaara groaned. “Please.”

Carefully, she guided his boxers down his legs before tossing them aside. Lust grew in her eyes as she leaned back over him. “You’re so beautiful, Gaara,” she said, pressing a kiss into his stomach.

Gaara sighed, relishing the affection she pressed into his skin. “So are you.”

She smiled against him as her hand returned to his dick. This time, her hand moved faster, her thumb taking the time to circle the head between strokes. Her mouth stayed on his stomach, her tongue teasing a sensitive spot they’d discovered directly below his navel. He closed his eyes as his breath became shaky. “Aki,” he breathed.

She paused her movements and glanced up at him. “Still doing ok?”

“Yes,” he hissed. “Oh god, yes.”

Satisfied, Aki returned her attention to his dick.

Gradually, his breathing grew ragged and his body tense. He could feel his muscles start to vibrate deep within his core as Aki’s gentle hands and lips brought him closer and closer to his release. His legs stiffened. He threw his head back. He was ready.

And then…Aki’s hand let go.

Gaara let out a whine as she resumed teasing him with a single finger. “Aki,” he pleaded. “I’m so close.”

“I know,” she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

He lifted his head to glare playfully at her. She just stuck her tongue out at him.

“Aki…” he pleaded.

He had no idea where she pulled the innocent look she gave him from, nor did he know how anyone could look so innocent while playing with someone’s dick.

“What?” she asked, smiling at him.

“How is this supposed to help me relax?”

Aki chuckled. “Gaara, I never said I was going to help you relax.”

His brow furrowed. “Isn’t that what you said?”

“No. You need to listen better,” Aki replied, maintaining her innocent smile. “I said I could help tire you out. I never said anything about helping you relax.”

“You…” Gaara said, realizing she was right, that was exactly what she’d said.

“Me,” Aki replied, her smile becoming more devious.

Before Gaara could make any more observations, Aki lowered herself even further. She kissed down his stomach, her clothed breasts dragging along his dick. She watched him carefully as she settled between his legs, her mouth hovering above him. “Is this what you want?” she asked, her warm breath settling on him like a blanket.

Heat rushed anew through his body, and his dick twitched. He nodded hungrily.

Aki gently flicked her tongue across the smooth head, the remaining precum mixing with her saliva. Then she licked down his shaft before kissing her way back up. She moved torturously, deliberately slow, making sure each spot received attention. She spent extra time at his weak spot, just under the fold of his tip, deliberately dragging her tongue across it as slowly as possible. Then again. Then a third time. Each time made him gasp, his nails digging into the sheets. Then, just as he felt like he was going to lose his mind from the teasing, she increased her pace, pairing the licks from her tongue with pumps from her hand.

By the time she enveloped him with her lips, there wasn’t a trace of coherent thought left in Gaara’s mind. All he could focus on was how good this felt, how hot and wet Aki’s mouth was as she guided him further in, how soft her tongue was as it still massaged the underside of his shaft. He panted her name as she bobbed her head, keeping her lips firmly around him. He chanced a look down and caught the sight of her beautiful green eyes, sparkling with mirth as she watched him writhe under her guidance.

He reached down, tangling his fingers in her ashen hair. She paused for a moment, flicking her eyes back to him with a question in them. He gently applied pressure to the back of her head, encouraging her to keep going. She smiled at him, then began to sink back onto him.

But this time, when she pulled him all the way in, she held him there. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked him hard, sending him into a renewed series of moans. He could feel tears of pleasure burning in his eyes as she kept going, trying to pull his orgasm out of him with her swollen lips.

Before long, he could feel the telltale signs again - the tensing, the vibrations. “Aki,” he warned in a shaking voice. “I’m close. I’m so close.”

He felt her nod as she concentrated on one, super hard suck. He shut his eyes as his hips arched. “Fuck,” he hissed. “So good, Aki, so good.”

He felt it building. It was right there. He was about to spill over into her mouth.

And then she pulled back.

This time, he was sure the whole village could hear the noise he made. “Fuck, fuck!” he whined. “Again?”

“Yes,” she said, lazily swirling her finger against his shaft.

“You are so cruel, you know that?”

Aki let out a mock gasp. “Cruel, am I?” She leaned over him, smirking dangerously. “I’m planning to give you the best orgasm of your life and you call me cruel?”

He smirked back at her. “Is that what you were doing?” he panted. “Because I find that hard to believe when you do this to me.”

Aki sighed dramatically. “So impatient today,” she said, lying fully on top of him. “It’s a good thing I love you.”

His smirk softened at those comforting words. She saw the change pass over him, her expression growing tender. She leaned down and kissed him, sighing happily against his lips. Gaara wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her flush against him as he happily returned the gesture.

After a moment, Aki peeled his arms off of her and sat back up. With a renewed streak of mischief in her eyes, she pinned his hands up by his head. “All right,” she purred. “I’m going to make you a little wager.”

“Oh?” Gaara asked. “What’s that?”

Aki nodded toward the clock on the nightstand. “Can you see what time it is?”

Gaara glanced over. The clock now read 2:52 am. He nodded.

“The wager is, you have to keep your hands up by your head until 3:00 am,” Aki said. “Look all you want, make all the noise you want, squirm, beg, do whatever else, I don’t care. But your hands can’t move. If you can do that...” She traced his lips with her finger. “I just might reward you.”

“And if I lose?”

The evil grin that spread across Aki’s face made him shiver. “If you lose, you’re going to find out just how cruel I can be,” she purred.

His dick throbbed under her, making the decision easy. “Ok, deal,” he said, pressing his hands back into the pillow.

Aki smiled and sat back, straddling his hips. Making sure his eyes were on her, she crossed her arms down and gripped the hem of her shirt. She peeled it upwards, slowly revealing her bare flesh.

As her bare breasts appeared, Gaara’s mouth went dry and his eyes widened. It didn’t matter that he’d seen her naked many times before. He still marveled at the sight, wondering how he’d become the lucky one who Aki willingly shared her body with.

She tossed her shirt off the bed, her breasts swaying in the dim light. Gaara swallowed hard as his hands twitched. Watching her body move in the dim light, he suddenly appreciated how hard the next few minutes were going to be.

Aki turned back to him, her dangerous smirk reappearing. She laid back down, pressing her soft breasts into his stomach. Then she slid a hand down, gripping the waistband of her panties. She slowly slid them down her legs until they joined her shirt on the floor, leaving her as bare as he. Then she sat back up, adjusting her position until he could feel her wet folds burning against his dick.

He groaned, his hands clenching but otherwise unmoving. Aki smirked at the sight. “Very good,” she purred. “But can you keep it up?”

As she asked the question, she slid one of her hands up her body until she reached her breast. Her eyes slid closed as she began to fondle herself, sighing as she squeezed the rounded flesh. Her nipples perked up under her touch. She pinched them between her fingers, a whimper of her own escaping her lips.

She cracked open an eye and chuckled as Gaara’s eyes bugged out of his head. One hand squeezed her breast harder, causing the flesh to spill between her fingers. The other hand snaked back down until her fingers pressed between her thighs. She whimpered as she stroked her own delicate flesh. She pressed back against him, fluid dripping from her folds onto his erection.

The sensation of her wetness transferring to him coupled with watching how fiercely she touched herself nearly made him crack. He panted heavily, gripping the pillow like a lifeline as he struggled not to reach for her.

The hand between her legs moved behind her. A moment later, he felt her fingers clamp around him. She slid them down his length a few times, then returned her hand to her front.

He looked at her warily, trying to figure out what she was doing.

In answer, she lifted herself slightly. Making sure he was paying attention, she sank her fingers into her folds, panting as she stroked her inner walls. Then, she pulled her hand back out and reached behind herself again. Her soaked fingers stroked him from base to tip, coaxing his loudest moan yet from his throat.

The pleasure from her hand, the lubrication, the previous stimulation, and the show she was putting on for him all collided in a burning frenzy. His hips started to jerk under her, though her powerful thighs kept him firmly in place. “Aki, Aki,” he pleaded.

“What is it you want…” she leaned forward, letting her breasts sway in front of his face. “Lord Kazekage?”

He glanced at the clock. 2:59 am. “You,” he said, turning back to her. “I want you.”

“You already have me though,” Aki purred. “We’re naked and I’m on top of you. I’m not sure what else you would call that.”

Gaara groaned, feeling the last few threads of his restraint starting to snap.

“If you want something else, you’re going to have to be a little more specific.”

The clock hit 3:00 am.

Gaara’s hands surged to life. He sat up and wrapped his arms around her, pinning her chest against his as she gasped. “You want me to be specific?” he whispered in her ear.

“Yes,” Aki breathed back, recovering her composure. “Tell me everything you want.”

“You,” Gaara repeated. “God…I need you, Aki. I need to be inside you. I need to fuck you until we don’t know where one of us ends and the other begins. Please.”

Aki’s lips brushed his ear. “As you wish, Lord Kazekage.”

She backed up slightly, angling herself above him. Gaara held himself steady beneath her, guiding her until she slid onto him. Once she was in place, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, giving herself some leverage as she started to ride him.

Gaara pulled her as close as he could and kissed her ferociously. His tongue dove into her mouth, eagerly intertwining with hers as she moved up and down his body. His hands explored her back, mapping out every dip, scar, and contour before landing on her ass. He squeezed tightly, partially to help keep her steady as she rode him, and partially because he really enjoyed squeezing her ass.

“Having fun, Lord Kazekage?” Aki asked between kisses.

“Yes,” he groaned. He buried his lips in her neck, feeling satisfied when he elicited a moan from her. “Are you, Lady Kamiya?”

“Yes,” she hissed. “God, yes.”

His hips snapped upwards, filling her completely with each thrust. She pushed right back down, hissing in pleasure as he hit all the right spots inside of her. One of his hands let go of her ass and snaked between them, kneading her breast in his palm as she gasped. Her nails dug into his back, leaving pink trails in his skin that made him shudder. They continued back and forth, little teases, perfect touches, kisses, thrusting, all melting into a medley of ecstasy as they pulled each other towards climax.

Gaara, still pent up from Aki’s earlier teasing, came quickly to the surprise of neither. He moaned against her mouth as his body spasmed, relishing in the sweet, burning pleasure. As he writhed against her, Aki came right after, whimpering his name and holding him tight as her walls pulsed around him.

When both of their orgasms came to an end, they sat still for a moment, clinging to each other as they caught their breath. Aki rested her head on his shoulder, her face flushed and hot, and her hair a tangled mess. She was a far cry from her usual, more put-together self. But when she looked up at him with nothing but adoration and affection in her eyes, Gaara thought she’d never looked more beautiful.

He helped balance her as Aki carefully lifted herself off him. Once they were separated, Gaara laid down, opening his arms in a silent invitation. Aki smiled, then crawled into his arms and rested her head on his chest.

“I love you,” he said.

“I love you too,” she replied. She looked up at him. “How are you feeling?”

“Really good,” he said. He studied her closely. “What about you?”

“Amazing,” she assured him. “I really enjoyed that.”

Gaara snorted. “I’m sure you did.”

She playfully poked his arm. He took her hand and gently kissed her fingers.

“My goal was to tire you out, and I like to think I accomplished that goal,” she retorted. She then frowned. “What do you think? Will you be able to sleep now?”

Gaara yawned in response, causing them both to laugh. “You know, I think I will,” he said.

Aki sighed with relief. “Thank god,” she said. “You worry me sometimes, you know?”

“Even though I tell you not to?” Gaara asked.

“That’s never gonna happen,” Aki replied. She tilted her head up and kissed him softly. “I’ll always worry about you.”

He tenderly stroked her face. “And I, you.”

She smiled, then reluctantly pulled away and resettled on her side of the bed. “Guess we should actually try to sleep now.”

Gaara sighed. “I suppose so.” He pulled the sheets up around them. “Good night, Aki.”

“Good night, Gaara. Sleep well.”

He did.

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