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okaywa · 4 years

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*Saturday Nights

Oikawa x f!reader

1.5k words

Pegging, spanking, SMUT, dirty talk, hand job, cunnilingus

[Anonymous: I really love how you write nsfw request! especially with sub!oikawa one😍 Can I request too? maybe a pegging scenarios with oikawa? just make it as filthy as possible kkkkk thx before❤️]

Seeing the Grand King splayed out in front of you, begging desperately, sent a heady feeling of power roaring through your veins. He looked gorgeous like this, with his red cheeks and weeping cock.

“Tch, begging already?” You asked mockingly, running a single finger from his tip to his balls. “That didn’t take long.”

“Haah!” Oikawa hissed. “If you don’t hurry up I’ll just do it myself.”

“Oh, really?” You asked dubiously. “You think your hand will make you feel as good as I can?”

Oikawa narrowed his eyes at you in frustration, bucking his hips up so his cock brushed your palm.

“Fucking myself with a dildo really isn’t rocket science,” he snarked.

“Well, if you really believe that,” you sighed in resignation, starting to crawl off the bed. “I guess I’ll just-”

“Wait!” Oikawa’s hand grabbed your wrist.

You paused, smirking down at him. “I want it,” he huffed.

“Want what?” You asked, tilting your head with feigned ignorance.

“Your cock!” He snapped, resolve breaking. “Fuck me, Y/n. I wa- I need it.”

“I know you do, baby,” you grinned. “Is that how you ask?”

Oikawa swallowed audibly. “Please, fuck me, Y/n”

“Get yourself ready then,” you ordered, tossing the bottle of lube onto his chest. “Be thorough with it, we’re sizing up today.”

He uncapped it, liberally lathering his fingers before immediately stuffing two in his ass.

“Slow down, I don’t want this to hurt,” you grabbed his wrist.

Whining, he reluctantly listened and carefully twisted his fingers. His eyes grew wide as he worked himself open, watching you slide your legs into the straps of the dildo. You eyed him, winking before tightening the straps around your hips and kicking off your heels.

“Told you we were sizing up,” you smirked, grabbing the base of the 9 inch dildo. “Add another finger, baby.”

Quick to oblige, he added a third finger. His plump lips parted with a low moan, eyes scrunched as he twisted and scissored himself open for you. You knelt between his thighs, fixated on the fingers he pumped in and out of his body.

“You think you’re ready?”

“Fuck, yes,” Oikawa gasped.

With a single finger to the chest, you pushed him back until he was flat on his back.

“Lift your hips,” you said with a tap to his thigh.

He bridged upwards and you slid a pillow under his butt. After slicking up the dildo you wiped the excess lube from your fingers around his hole. He twitched from the cool liquid but otherwise stayed silent, completely focused on you.

You pressed the tip into him, sliding forward through the slight resistance. Oikawa sucked in a sharp breath, his head falling back with a loud groan. You stroked his hips and thighs soothingly while you slowly worked him open with shallow thrusts, edging just an inch in at a time.

A constant stream whimpers and curses poured out of Oikawa’s mouth when you thrust the last few inches, finally flush to his thighs.

“Still good?”

“Yes, just fuck me now,” he groaned, wiggling his hips.

You laughed and landed a loud slap on his ass. “What did I say about asking nicely?”

His body jolted from the sting, a surprised yelp leaving his lips.

“Please! Please fuck me!”

You slapped his ass again and didn’t give him a chance to recover before you pulled back until just the tip was inside him. A sharp thrust forward had the dildo completely sheathed inside him.

Oikawa’s hands flung out, gripping the sheets desperately.

“Y/n, oh fuck!” He exlaimed, the large dildo swiping past his prostate with each thrust.

His cock was already dribbling pre-cum on his abs and a beautiful flush quickly worked its way across his defined chest. He reached out with one hand, shakily grabbing at yours.

“Oh, aren’t you sweet,” you sighed, letting him weave your fingers together as you forcibly pounded into his ass.

You shifted forward and placed a hand on his chest so you could scoop your thrusts upwards, slamming the tip into his prostate consistently. Oikawa couldn’t hold back his loud moans, noisy enough to nearly drown out the slick sounds of your thighs hitting his.

“Hah- ah!” His long legs came up, wrapping tightly around your hips. “Oh fuck, right there-“

He broke off with a choked moan when you gripped the base of his cock tightly, abs fluttering under his tan skin as he curled forward. You caught him in a messy kiss, all clashing teeth and heavy breathing. He whined and blathered on your lips, hips rocking into your harsh thrusts that were a complete contrast to your slow pulls on his cock.

He propped himself on his elbows, head lolled back to expose his throat. You took the subtle invitation, nibbling the underside of his jaw. He whimpered noisily when you pressed closer, his cock now firmly pinned between your bodies. You left stinging love bites and wet kisses down his neck, practically basking in his soft gasps and moans.

“You always sound so pretty for me, Tooru” you hummed, kissing back up to his lips.

Oikawa groaned gutturally at the praise, returning the kiss sloppily. His cock throbbed beneath your hand and your steady thrusts against his prostate had him hurdling towards his climax. You slowly sped up your pumps on his cock, adding the swipe of your thumb across his slit each time you reached his tip.

“Ahh, I’m close,” he cried out, hips bucking into your grip. “Fuck, harder.”

“Yeah?” You nipped his bottom lips. “Cum for me, handsome.”

Oikawa nodded desperately, clinging to your shoulders while you pounded into him. Each of your thrusts pushed his cock through your tight fist. Babbling breathlessly and mindlessly, Oikawa was too overwhelmed to even form coherent sentences.

He gave a final full body shudder, thighs clamping around you waist as he came over your fist, mouth opened in a silent moan. His blunt nails dragged down your back while you worked him through his orgasm with slow rolls of your hips.

“Stop, stop,” he pleaded weakly, twitching from the overstimulation.

You sat back, carefully pulling out of him. Examining the cum on your fingers, you shrugged lightly before licking it off. Oikawa groaned throatily as he watched through heavily lidded eyes.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” he rasped, squeezing your hips with his calves.

Smirking, you wiped the rest on the sheets before kicking off the strap-on somewhere onto the floor. You then crawled up to his head, petting his hair away from his forehead gently.

“You did so good, despite the smart mouth of yours.”

Oikawa laughed, nuzzling into your palm when you cupped his cheek.

“You like my smart mouth, gives you a reason to spank me.”

“Tch, maybe,” you grumbled affectionately. “Are you too tired to help me out? Or should I go get my vibrator.”

Oikawa’s eyes shot open and he smiled deviously. Patting his shoulders invitingly, he raised his eyebrows.

“Take a seat, sugar,” he said sweetly. “You got to taste me and it’s only fair to return the favor.”

Chuckling at his antics, you swung a thigh over his head and hovered over him. His eyes darkened as he took in your glistening folds, tongue gliding over his lips hungrily. Grabbing the headboard for balance, you carefully lowered yourself onto his eagerly awaiting tongue.

Oikawa didn’t waste a moment, quickly delving into your cunt. His large hands gripped your thighs roughly, pulling you closer against his mouth as he started eating you out like a man starved.

“Ohhh, f-fuck, Tooru,” you let your head fall back.

Your hips rocked lazily against his mouth, happy to let him do most of the work. You reached down and knotted one hand in his soft hair, enjoying the way his eyelids fluttered.

He focused on slowly fucking you with his tongue, occasionally curling it just right so your hips would grind down uncontrollably. His nose tickled your clit as he worked his tongue in and out of you with obscenely wet slurps and moans. It wasn’t long before your thighs were shaking around his shoulders, crying out as you rutted against his tongue. He lapped at your folds with a flat tongue as you rode through the aftershocks of your orgasm. He didn’t let up until you were trembling and pushing his face away.

After carefully dismounting his face, you flopped across the bed next to him. Oikawa was panting softly, one hand on his stomach as he caught his breath. His other reached out to tangle with your fingers, giving an affectionate squeeze. You laughed breathlessly, squeezing back.

“Holy shit, Tooru,” you giggled, high off your orgasm. “Your tongue.”

Oikawa smiled smugly, wiggling his eyebrows. “Mm, yeah? You like?”

“Yes, but don’t act so full of yourself,” you mumbled. “Cocky little shit.”

Oikawa laughed and slowly sat up, rolling over to lay on top of you. He grinned down at you before kissing your nose tenderly.

“Bath time?”

“Bath time,” you agreed.

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