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revasserium · 11 months

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comma with akaashi? i'm glad to see you're back :)

reqs are open :)

comma

akaashi; 690 words; fluff, a little experimental, stream of consciousness

sometimes, he thinks he can think about you forever. sometimes, he thinks he can think about you until he runs out of words to think, and then, he thinks he’ll think of new words, new phrases, invent new ways to think about you.

call it a hyperfixation, call it an unhealthy obsession. call it what you like — whatever you like, but sometimes akaashi wonders if there aren’t too many words in the world for the same damn thing, if people don’t just dance around the thing instead of calling it by it’s name —

the first time he says your name out loud, he thinks it kind of sounds like forever.

“see, you missed a comma here,” you point to his paper, where you’d pressed a red dot between two of his words, the tail of it hanging just below the line, almost like a question mark. a pause, he knows. a pause, a breath, and break before the next word, and still, and still —

“oh. thanks.”

“hey… are you even paying attention?”

akaashi looks up, blinks, smiles as he cocks his head.

“yes. sorry. please continue.”

he does not tell you the million and one commas he wishes he could press between the space between this moment and the next, and then the next, all the breaks he wants to take, just like this — with just the two of you, and a book between you, or tomorrows homework, or lunch, or that one kind of sponge-cake you really like from the corner store, or — he never wants it to end.

“… and i think that’s it!”

you smile up at him from over top of his now very edited essay, and he blinks again, takes his time with you, with the way his eyes trail down the length of your face, the sweet of your features.

“oh,” he says, “thank you,” he says, “that was really helpful,” he says.

you offer him a helpless laugh, served up on a red-pen dotted platter and he takes it with a smile, nodding as he tucks his essay back into his backpack. he tries to think of something to say, anything to keep you from leaveing, just one more reason to stay.

“if i write another essay,” he says, perhaps a bit too hurriedly, pausing as you look up at him, an amused smile spreading slow across your lips, and he knows — he knows — that he’s said something strange, but he doesn’t really care, because you’re still here, aren’t you? still standing in front of him, waiting — still.

“will you help me look it over?”

you laugh, your cheeks flushing the color of a sunset sky.

“sure — but… do you have another essay due soon?”

akaashi purses his lips, teeters on the edge of a lie before he settles on the truth.

“no, but…” i like spending time with you, sounds a bit too forward, doesn’t it?

“you know… we can just… hang out…” you say, and akaashi doesn’t miss the way your lashes flutter, the way your teeth catch your bottom lip just so.

“yes,” akaashi says, “we can do that too.”

he smiles, looking down at the now-empty desk between you; he takes a breath, looks back up again.

“let’s do it.”

you laugh, nodding, nodding, your laughter trickling down his spine like rose water and piano music and maybe he believes in heaven, maybe he doesn’t, but he doesn’t really care because what he does believe is the magic of this moment, the magic of you standing just in front of him, close enough to touch.

he reaches out to brush a strand of hair from your cheek, tucking it behind your ear.

your breath hitches inside your chest like a misplaced comma.

“a-akaashi-kun?”

he smiles and lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“yeah. let’s hang out.”

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katsuchans · 2 years

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"i'm sorry, it's just not working out."

you could feel tears forming in your eyes as you had your whole attention fixed on the tv screen right in front of you. beside you is your boyfriend of many years, (silently) judging the way you're so immersed in the, honestly, quite a cliché storyline of the sunday drama you two had been watching for weeks now.

"why do you keep watching this show and then proceed to complain about how sad the girl's love life is?" he asks, turning slightly to his side to look at you.

"you don't get it, keiji." you said quietly, turning to look back at him with a pout on your face. "i'm trying to live that thrilling part of a relationship through this fictional couple, let me enjoy it in peace!" you added, arms crossed in front of you as you turn to look back at television screen again.

"we are living that thrilling relationship, what are you talking about?" he continued, eyes slightly narrowed as he continued to (playfully, he insists) judge your taste in romance. making you let out a small sigh. you waited until the screen showed the ending credits of today's episode before turning the tv off, shifting your full attention to your boyfriend.

"say you're breaking up with me." you say, face completely serious that it actually scared your keiji a little bit. "wha– excuse me?" he asked, hoping he didn't hear what he just heard from you.

"no no, i don't mean it like!" you say almost panicking when you heard the seriousness in his tone. "what i meant is, say you're breaking up with me. just, act like the actors did in the show earlier!" you clarified, a small smile appearing in your face.

"why? what for?" he asked, still confused as to where you were going with the impromptu 'acting exercise'. "just do it! tell me what those words make you feel!" you encouraged him and for some reason, he hesitantly agreed to you.

"y/n, we need to— we, uhm... we need to..." he stutters, trying to hold eye contact with you before shaking his head. "nope, i cannot do it. i physically cannot utter those words, y/n." he says sternly, still shaking his head. even the thought of him breaking up with you is too much for him.

"oh come on, keiji! i know you can do it!" you continued to encourage him, although only jokingly this time. him telling you that he cannot even pretend to break up with you actually made you feel realized how much you're in love with this man. "you're a bad actor, keiji." you added, laughing quietly as you shifted closer to him.

"maybe i am? i mean, it would be unfair if i'm a good actor because that would make perfect." he says in a straight face but it only took less than a second before the two of you broke down into laughter, his face turning beet red in embarrassment of what he just said.

your hands cupped his heated cheeks, eyes glued with his as you give him a reassuring nod. "yes, my perfect boyfriend." you say before placing a small kiss on his lips which he gladly reciprocated.

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forusomimiya · 10 months

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"Honey, not now! I'm in the middle of a game!" he whispers, pulling the microphone away from his mouth, careful not to be overheard by the others as he watches you there, under his desk table between his legs, like a hungry little puppy.

He keeps his eyes on the screen, and the movement of the mouse under his hand is slippery when his hand starts to sweat as he feels his trousers unravelling. His heart beats fast. You can hear the guys on the other side of the headphones groaning as their team dies. All your fault.

"Why?" you vocalised softly, letting go of his cock. "They won't know."

"But you know I can't cont- BABE!" But it's too late for complaints. Your mouth is already full and your hands help you take him deeper. You can't forget about his balls either, his weak spot.

"Aggh, you piece of sh-" You watch as he quickly take off his helmets and settles into the chair, but not before helping you to remove the tracksuit shorts that blocked him from opening up more for you. "You know what you have to do”.

You give him a smile before lowering yourself back down to his balls as you watch how fast he pumps his cock, cursing and moaning your name with each lick and suck on them.

"Do you like when I take such good care of ya?"

"Shit yeah... always being so good to me. What a good girl"

"What would your friends think if they heard how you cum on my mouth? Wouldn't they be jealous?" Your tone grows more arrogant with every word, but you drive him crazy just thinking about his friends on the other side of the line hearing the mess you're making. Your tongue runs from base to tip. Both of you in contact.

"They should... you d- don’t get a sweet girl like you between your legs every day" His other free hand has moved to cup the back of your neck to cling tighter to you.

“Enjoy the show then”

They would, they fucking would, ‘cause your bastard boyfriend forgot to mute the microphone.

KENMA, TOBIO KAGEYAMA, Suna, Akaashi, YAMAGUCHI, LEV HAIBA

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satorisoup · 14 days

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SKIN TO SKIN ღ

ft. timeskip! keiji akaashi

cw : fluff. domestic intimacy. mentions of bare chests. petnames ( sweetheart, my love ). @omitea for yousss :3

wc : 771

it’s a quiet night in the shared house of you and your husband. the warm sun has just descended down the horizon, lighting up the night sky with a bright moon and shining stars.

you lay in your large bed, trying to steady your breathing and close your eyes, but to no avail. you rustle in your sheets every few minutes, unable to shake off the unbearable question that’s been fleeting your mind, unsure of how and when to ask it.

akaashi is sat up in your bed, back propped up by a pillow and legs covered by your linen duvet. he’s reading his latest book, hands holding the spine ever so gently when he turns the pages with a lick of his thumb. the bedside lamp illuminates the dark room, cascading onto his face with a golden light. it’s only 8:00, and your husband looks just as beautiful as he always does.

there’s a thought that’s been eating away at your brain, and you really didn’t know how much longer you could take it. you just wanted to feel him, as close as you possibly could, which is what led you to open your mouth and start speaking.

“ keiji. ”

his ears perk up at the sound of your voice, eyes still focused on the book when he responds.

“ yes ? ”

how should you say it ? would it sound too straight forward ? what if it made him uncomfortable or…

“ take off your shirt. ”

oh. well that’s not what you were supposed to say.

“ oh ? ” is what keiji remarks, head now turned to you with his glasses hung low.

“ i mean— um… nevermind. ” you sigh in defeat, crinkling the covers by your nose to hide yourself from his curious gaze.

“ what’s the matter, sweetheart ? something bothering you ? ” he questions ever so politely. if only you could describe what exactly you were trying to ask.

“ no keiji… i just… wanna feel you. please ? ”

akaashi looks at you for just a moment, probably trying to understand exactly what you wanted. but this is your husband, the kind hearted, notable keiji akaashi. so of course, without another question, he removes his white t-shirt with not so much as a second thought.

you’re unsure of your next move, taking in the appearance of your husband. his lean figure lays before you with open arms, and the soft abs on his stomach relax with every breath he takes.

your fingers dance at the hemline of your own shirt, pinching it between your fingers as you dwindle on what to do next.

“ my love. ”

you’re shaken out of your reoccurring thoughts when keiji calls out to you, reaching toward you to beckon you closer. his nimble fingers smooth along the slightly exposed skin of your stomach, hand reaching underneath to lay on your hip. his fingers travel up and up, lifting your shirt slightly. he stops for a brief moment, eyes meeting yours when he asks,

“ do you want this off ? ”

it only takes a nod of your head for keiji to lift your shirt by the hem, removing it and exposing your naked skin. your eyes darted away from his, either from shyness or embarrassment, you weren’t sure.

“ come here, it’s alright. what are you shying away from ? ”

keiji moves you until you’re on his lap, bare chests pressed together in sheer silence. your shoulders relax, a content sigh releasing from your mouth. you can feel his heart pump against your own, hearing it in your eardrums at every beat.

his tender touches from his fingers tingle when he slides them against your spine, holding you ever so closely. his book is long forgotten, sitting on the nightstand with a neatly tucked bookmark on his previous page. his glasses lay atop the bridge of his nose, small red indents from where they used to rest on his eyes. he’s so soft, so gentle that it has you ready to almost doze off.

“ i love you, keiji… ” you whisper, drowsiness evident in the soft spoken words you relay to your husband.

keiji hums as he continues to stroke your back, “ mm, of course… it’s because i have my shirt off, isn’t it ? ”

“ keiji ! ” you suddenly say with a gasp, softly shoving his arm in feigned offence. he chuckles under his breath, continuing with his featherlight touches as you lay with him, skin to skin.

“ i love you more, my love. ”

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valeriwa · 10 months

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CALLING THEM PRETTY BOY

pretty, adorable boys :( characters: suna rintaro, akaashi keiji, miya atsumu [gn!reader] cw: petnames, post timeskip request here

SUNA RINTARO

you both were napping on the sofa

it's suna's favorite thing to do after practice - napping, with you <3

you were on top of him when he stirred awake

"hey baby, you awake?" you asked, smiling as suna tried to blink the sleep away from his golden eyes. a lazy grin made his way to his face.

"you gonna get off? i can't breathe." he was just teasing you; he knew that you knew that he liked you on him, he liked the way you felt on him.

"oh, i just wanted to lay with my pretty boy but my bad." you had gotten off of him by this point with your back to him, a shit-eating grin on your face as he processed your statement.

you moved a bit farther but suna's hand shot out to grab your wrist and pull you in. you were standing in between his legs, your back pressed into his face as he wrapped his arms around your torso.

"say that again for me?"

AKAASHI KEIJI

you'd just returned from work when you saw him

akaashi, with an apron, cooking dinner

it was his day off but he's been really busy lately so you assumed you'd order food today

"babe, are you cooking?" you asked, stepping in to the kitchen following the aroma of homemade food. akaashi stopped stirring the pot, turning to look at you.

"hey sweetheart. yeah, i feel bad for being so busy lately, thought i could make it up to you?" he gives you that million-dollar smile, the one that's only reserved for you and you can feel your heart melt.

"of course, you know i'd never hold your work against you." pouting, you slide up next to him, peering into the pot to see what's cooking.

"smell nice?"

"everything you cook smells nice, pretty boy." you hadn't even realized it slipped out and you were already taste-testing the food.

"sweetheart?" you looked to akaashi, his ears and cheeks tinged red as a shy smile took over. it was then when you put two and two together to understand what happened.

"are you getting shy because i called you pretty?" your tone was a little incredulous because you're sure you compliment a lot but obviously not enough.

"you're my pretty boy, keiji. my lovely, pretty boy."

MIYA ATSUMU

it was the end of a match and of course he won

that cocky bastard, and his cocky grin

you were so proud though :')

you rolled your eyes as you wove your way through the crowd. you could imagine his smug grin, but you couldn't wait to see it yourself.

he spotted you and waved you over, the action letting other people know you were coming and parted for you. you smiled as you ran towards him, wearing his jersey.

"that's my pretty boy!" you shout, engulfing him in a hug. you wrapped your arms around him, and he was a bit frozen. noticing he wasn't reciprocating, you leaned back to see his face.

"what happened baby?" you asked, concern washed over your features. his ears were red as he dropped his head onto your shoulder.

"can ya call me that again?"

"call you what?"

"can ya call me yer pretty boy?" your face broke out into a grin as he whispered the request. the blush across his face deepened and he was glad that you couldn't see it.

"of course, my pretty boy. the prettiest."

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mavrintarou · 5 months

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[Daddies in December] Akaashi Keiji

Couldn't miss this cutie's birthday! Where are my Akaashi lovers? Akaashi is just so dreamy. This is my second story of this au - check out Sakusa!

Warning: fluffy, sweet Akaashi and pregnancy smut . You watch your husband drown in his work at home. You can bet that he probably forgot that today was his birthday.

“Baby,” you called from the doorway.

Keiji shifted his gaze away from the computer screen upon hearing you utter the affectionate nickname that had initially caused him to blush intensely when you first used it.

His eyes widen, clearly taken aback to find you at the doorway, holding a birthday cake adorned with lit candles, all the while dressed in babydoll lingerie. The once flowy babydoll outfit now hung over your eight-month pregnant belly.

His jaw dropped before he swallowed.

You walked towards him, holding the cake, “happy birthday Keiji.”

Keiji blew out the candles and took the cake from you, setting it on his desk. He reached over to turn his computer off before standing up.

You blink at him confused, “Kei?”

His hands rest on your hips and guide you backward to his desk before he gently lifts you onto it. He reached for his chair and sat back down, positioning himself in between your legs. “Lean back for me, please?”

You do as he asks and your legs are spread wide for him. Your bulging belly blocks your view as Keiji disappears in between your legs.

“No panties, naughty girl.”

Your breath already quickened as his fingers ran against your folds.

You tensed up when you feel something cold against your pussy. Looking over you see his fingers swiping the whipped cream off the cake, you can only guess what he was doing between your legs.

He looks over your bulging belly, “is it too cold?”

You shook your head, lost for words.

He shifts your legs over his shoulders as he continues to spread the cream in between your legs.

Your heels dig into his shoulders the moment his lips and tongue begin to lick away the topping in between your legs. You groan, feeling long strokes of his tongue. “Kei…” you moan when his finger enters your folds.

With your pregnancy, you’re sensitivity and libido have turned up a few notches. You were so horny every touch of his was having you rocking at the edge of ecstasy.

“Kei… no I want… I need you to cum on your cock… please – please your cock…”

He chuckled and stood up. You giggle seeing traces of the whipped cream on his face. Reaching behind, he swiftly pulls off his t-shirt, dropping it on the ground before undoing the buttons to his pants. “You’re so needy.”

“Only for you,” you whisper with a smile. You wince only in pleasure when his cock slides home. “Kei…”

You knew he would not take you harder, he refuses to now that you’re closer to the end of your pregnancy.

“Please,” you whimper, “harder, Kei… harder.”

He flung off his glasses and spread your legs, holding them as he fastened his hips making his desk rattle.

Your moans echo with the lewd sound of skin slapping skin. “Yes!”

He tugs the straps of your outfit, making your tits spill out. His fingers immediately attack your nipple, pinching and flickering the nub.

Your gaze wanders across your husband’s sculpted torso. Keiji, often overlooked among his high school friends and colleagues due to his smaller physique, concealed his innate masculinity beneath his clothing. Keiji maintained a healthy habit of going to the gym and keeping his body in shape.

You reached to touch his chest, “tell me you’re mine?”

A smile spreads across his lips as he leans over you, locking you in between his arms, and presses his lips against yours in a haste kiss, “I’m yours, and you’re mine.”

You nod, “yes, yours, only yours…” you whimper, “Keiji, baby… I’m going to cum…”

“Cum on my cock then,” he groaned, he too was close as his thrusts fastened.

You grip his arm and cry out in bliss as your body shudders. Your legs tighten against his side as you curl up at the same time as he cums hotly inside of you.

“Ahhh…” he chokes, breath fans your cheek. “You are the best birthday gift ever.” He leaned back and rubbed your belly, “and this is a bonus.”

. . .

E/n: short but the start of my love for Akaashi.

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clubkira · 7 months

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SANTANNY.

bitch, take off your panties, huh. ( 18 + )

content. cockwarming bokuto & strip teasing akaashi.

note. smut. 18+ fem!reader. no use of y/n. petnames (baby + angel). lowercase intended. post-timeskip. restraints. unprotected sex. repost / edit of an older work.

soundtrack. santanny — bktherula.

bokuto has a lot of extra energy to expend.

he is forever cursed with the incapability of sitting still for more than two seconds without doing something to keep himself occupied, be it fidgeting in his seat or rubbing your thumb in his hands when your fingers are interlocked with one another’s.

he has a love hate relationship when your pretty little pussy's walls are wrapped around his cock, clamping down on his dick hungrily while he can't move or touch you unless he wants that warmth to disappear in an instant.

his whines turn an octave higher the longer you cockwarm him, forbidding him from touching you until he reaches his breaking point. creaming all over himself as you fuck his cum into your pussy while riding out your high on his dick.

it's the highest level torture for him, yet it turns him on just as much as it pains him.

he can't help how needy he is for you, nor how much he loves it when you cockwarm him despite his whines.

"baby, please…" bokuto pleads from underneath you, tears pooling in his eyes as his shaky hands hover just above your hips desperately while you straddle him, his thick cock buried deep within your velvety pussy’s walls.

he loves the way your dripping cunt wraps around him, encapsulating his entire length in a way that makes him feel like the horny-horomone monster he was when he was a teen, wanting to fuck you into the bed until your cum paints the sheets a new white.

"yes?"

his voice comes out hoarse and stuttery, almost like he's hiccuping as his eyes screw shut from the shift of your body on him, cock twitching from the friction while he throws his head back into his pillows and whines.

"let me touch you, please.. you know i can't stand this.."

he has to ball up his hands into fists to restrain himself from slamming you down onto his dick and fucking you himself from how much his cock is twitching inside you.

humming in fake-consideration, you respond with a resounding “no” to his unbearable disappointment.

the blatant rejection makes his cock stiffen up more in embarrassment, threatening the fat tears in his eyes to spill over the sides of his face from how much he wants to ravage you completely, panting from the hard-on you're sitting atop that he can do nothing about.

his neck strains and twitches as you begin riding him, tantalizingly slow to watch his handsome face scrunch up and jerk around trying to avoid plunging his thick hands into your thighs and fucking you silly ‘till you're stuffed with his cum.

steadily increasing the pace while noticing the way his legs jerk with each of your movements, his hands fisting the sheets to control himself as he begins rutting into your hips, moving in sync with you to a much faster speed until you're practically pounding his dick deep into your cunt.

he looks so pretty and messed up beneath you. with disheveled hair thats clinging to his face from the sweat dripping down his temples, his jaw clenching from the pressure building up inside him, the way his eyes are fixated soley on your pussy rubbing against his crotch.

the friction between your bodies drives him crazy.

how badly he wants to flip you over and fuck your brains out until you can't walk.

but he knows he can't. because he knows if he even attempts to take control, you will hop off his dick without a second thought and deprive him of his much needed orgasm.

his breathy and ragged pants fill the bedroom like the sweetest music ever recorded as bokuto nears his high, "faster baby.. faster…"

gripping onto his thighs for support, you throw your head back as your walls clench around his dick, your groans becoming shaky.

“cum now,” you command him harshly through gritted teeth, mercilessly bucking your hips into his.

"fill me up so i can fuck it back in."

bokuto needs no further instruction as his hands hastily latch onto your ass and he finally gets to slam your wet cunt onto his dick himself, your back arching in pleasure as he thrusts into you repeatedly before letting out a hitched moan, feeling his seed fill your hot cunt.

he lets his head falls back into his pillow, panting heavily as you ride out his high a couple more times before you let out a low and drawled out "fuuuuckk…" before spilling yourself all over his cock.

theres a momentary silence between the two of you filled with nothing but soft pants and short gasps of air. your body slumps from exhaustion as you climb off his sticky cock, his cum dripping out of your pussy while collapsing onto his chest.

"you did well," you pant softly, craning your head to look up at your boyfriend's fucked out, flushed face, absentmindedly tracing his sculpted abs.

"didn't know you could keep your hands to yourself for that long. that’s new record for you, kou."

"you're so unfair baby.." bokuto whines childishly, hiding his reddened face with the back of his hand, "not letting me touch you.. that’s cruel."

you chuckle slightly at your manchild of a boyfriend, "so needy.”

he pouts at your teasing before burying his head into the crook of your neck, quietly murmuring against the skin, "only for you..."

bringing him out of your neck you give him a few kisses before responding with a coy smile, "i know."

akaashi is a respectful man, or so he likes to think.

he is someone who treats you like a princess and goddess all in one. akaashi worships you like you're the next coming of christ and would rather die than ever even think of physically violating you in any way.

unless, you're putting on a strip tease show for him.

a switch flips inside of akaashi when he's forced to watch his gorgeous girlfriend undress herself in a seductive manner, and strip teases are the only time that akashi wants to ruin you so badly.

to pounce on you and destroy your pussy like you're nothing but an inanimate sex toy for his pleasure.

it's so bad, he knows that already. that he shouldn't be thinking of those thoughts about you. but he can't help it when it's oh so tempting. your naked body slowly being revealed right infront of him makes him go crazy, bonus points if he’s also restrained in some way.

his neediness shines more if he's restrained during it and can only helplessly watch & wait eagerly for your bra and underwear to drop.

akaashi would never admit to his friends that he gets hard when his girlfriend literally just undresses infront of him (bokuto would never let him hear the end of it.)

but the only things running through akaashi's mind when you strip tease him are he needs to pound your pussy inside out until it memorizes the shape of his cock fully imprinted in your walls.

akaashi felt this had to be some kind of modern day torture.

having his hands tied up, sat in a cold metal chair as he watched his girlfriend's fingers caress her clothed body and curves whilst staring him down eagerly.

your nimble fingers cascading down your curves before gripping the hem of your shirt, pulling it up above your head and letting it fall to the floor as akaashi’s breath hitched.

swallowing heavily when you snapped your bra strap lightly, enjoying the way akaashi's eyes widened slightly before relaxing again.

"keiji, i can see your bulge."

akaashi doesn't respond to your bait, he can't even care at this point that he's being humiliated like a preteen boy who just learned how to masturbate to porn by the way his dick was clearly showing through his sweatpants.

he wanted to rip off the rest of your clothes in an instant, but the ziptie restraints holding together his hands behind the chair resisted him.

"angel..” akaashi gently voices to you from across the room, his soft tone contrasting his horribly vulgar thoughts.

starved eyes never leaving your almost naked figure as your shorts dropped next, pooling on the ground beside your shirt, "please untie me, i need you."

the sight of you in just your underwear was making him lose his mind, trying to remove the zipties bounding his hands was a challenge he was ready to face if it mean getting rid of his horrible hard on.

he wanted so badly to rip that stubborn bra and underwear off your body before having his way with you, a million different lewd scenarios running through his mind at mach 20 of the ways he'd fuck you stupid.

walking over to him and casually sitting down on his lap, straddling his body and pulling his face closer to yours with one hand and holding another just above his crotch with a sly grin.

akaashi's relatively calm facade faltered at your actions, his chest tightening, eyes growing wide.

"i don't think so, keiji."

pressing the palm of your hand down firmly on his bulge, relishing in the way akashi attempted to bite back a moan, his body writhing from the stimulation.

he frantically attempts to break free from the zipties behind the chair as your hand remains on his clothed dick, savouring the pretty sight of your boyfriend's neediness and desperation laid out in front of you.

akaashi seethes through his teeth when you apply further pressure to his dick, jerking around in his chair as you draw his face closer to yours and cheekily ask, "what do you think you're doing, keiji?"

his eyes narrow at you in his fucked out state of mind, the zipties beginning to leave red marks on his hands from him trying to remove them.

you trace akaashi's jawline tenderly before sitting up in his lap and unhooking your bra, letting it fall onto akaashi’s thighs and kneading your breasts in your hands and moaning, all while gazing down seductively into your stunned boyfriend's eyes.

akaashi feels his mind going blank by the second, breath becoming ragged at the sight infront of him, eyes focused intently on your breasts in awe and insatiable hunger as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat, letting out a low "fuck."

"like what you see?"

judging from the way you felt his throbbing dick grow beneth your still-clothed pussy, and from how heavily he was panting, straining the zipties with all his might you already knew the answer.

and so did he.

"i need you," akaashi grunted, biting back a moan from the feeling of his growing hard-on as his eyes pleading for you to free him of his restraints.

"angel please.. i'll make you feel good, i promise..” it was a lovely sight to witness. your boyfriend, choked up and stuttering beneath you, completely at your mercy.

his shaky moans are as pretty as he is.

"awe," you coo softly before pressing your lips to his neck, suckling the skin and gently rolling your hips over his in a teasing manner.

a hasty and guttural moan escapes his throat at your actions as he frantically thrusts his hips into yours. "need you now..” he desperately cried from the overstimulation, "please..”

with one final suck you detach your lips from his neck and admired the scene infront of you,

"gorgeous."

at long last, you slowly pull down your underwear and toss it to the ground, your fully naked body in view of your boyfriend who wanted to fuck you until the whole neighborhood knew his name.

you rose up from akaashi's lap, a needy whine escaping his lips at the loss of your body weight atop his aching cock as you walked to the other side of the bedroom.

he immediately thought you were just going to leave him alone, helplessly restrained and with a huge erection until he saw you snatch a pair of scissors from off his workdesk and turning to face him.

a shit eating grin displayed across your face as you held the scissors in your hands.

"you've been so good today keiji, now let me help you out of those ties of yours."

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sugawarassoulmate · 2 years

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we've been doin' all this late night talkin'

you flounder in the living room for a second, taking a glance at how the storm doesn’t seem to be letting up at all. akaashi notices this, and the time. it’s past midnight and he’s certain the trains aren’t running anymore. he can’t let a young girl like you venture out into the night all by herself, but a drive back to your place in this weather isn’t ideal and he can’t leave his daughter alone.

“i should probably—”

“just spend the night,” akaashi interrupts. he knows you at this point, you’re much too nice to ask for a cab ride home and you’d probably rather trek through the rain than ever be a bother to anyone. “don’t argue with me on this one, i’m not letting you go out in this storm.” that’s all it takes to shut you up, nodding without another word. you’re such a good girl for always listening to him.

paring: dilf!akaashi x babysitter!reader

words: 2.9k

cw: fem!reader, age gap (reader is in their 20s/Akaashi in his 40s), alcohol, dubious consent, slight manipulation, fingering, unprotected sex, breeding kink, pregnancy mention, minors dni

disclaimer: on this blog, we discuss and explore toxic relationships/situations/just because i write about these themes does not mean i condone/support these types of relationships nor do i do them in my own personal life.

these are fictional characters in fictional scenarios and nobody should be taking real-life advice or mirror the actions of the characters in these stories!

He laughed after hearing the small noise you made when he opened the door, entering the dimmed living room. You were curled up on the couch, a movie playing quietly on the TV. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he says, shaking the rain from his umbrella as he removes his shoes.

As always, you were quick to apologize, a trait Akaashi always found charming. “Oh, not it’s fine. I probably shouldn’t have been watching scary movies so late at night,” you mumbled, sitting up to put the film on pause. “Kisa knocked out hours ago, by the way. I managed to convince her to remove the facepaint but she insisted on sleeping in her costume so you’ll have a witch in her bed tomorrow morning.”

Akaashi wasn’t surprised. Even at five years old, Kisa was incredibly stubborn, getting into debates (Akaashi didn’t like to call them arguments) with her father over every little thing—not wanting to eat her broccoli or refusing to wear the new sweater Akaashi bought. You, on the other hand, were the Kisa Whisperer, able to get her to compromise and not act so hot-headed.

It was a blessing when you answered his ad for a babysitter. With his job taking so much of his time, and the messy divorce with his soon-to-be-ex, having the extra help means the world to him.

It also doesn’t hurt that you were so pretty. A sweet, obedient college student with such good manners. It took Akaashi weeks to get you to stop calling him “sir,” despite how much he loved how the word came out of your soft lips. “Just call me Keiji, you don’t have to be so formal with me, sweetie.”

Akaashi places his briefcase on the dining table and sighs. “I apologize for coming home so late, I just couldn’t get out of the office, and then the storm caused traffic on the way back. I hope you girls didn’t get caught in it while trick-or-treating?”

“Oh, not at all. I was keeping a close eye on the clouds the entire time. We made it home just fine.” your voice soothes Akaashi’s nerves as he hears you getting up from the couch. “And I don’t mind. Kisa’s such a great kid, I love spending time with her. I took a bunch of photos too, I’ll send them tomorrow.”

You flounder in the living room for a second, taking a glance at how the storm doesn’t seem to be letting up at all. Akaashi notices this, and the time. It’s past midnight and he’s certain the trains aren’t running anymore. He can’t let a young girl like you venture out into the night all by herself, but a drive back to your place in this weather isn’t ideal and he can’t leave Kisa alone.

“I should probably—”

“Just spend the night,” Akaashi interrupts. He knows you at this point, you’re much too nice to ask for a cab ride home and you’d probably rather trek through the rain than ever be a bother to anyone. “Don’t argue with me on this one, I’m not letting you go out in this storm.”

That’s all it takes to shut you up, nodding without another word. You’re such a good girl for always listening to him. He reminds you that extra sheets and pillows are in the hall closet and he has some of his ex’s pajamas upstairs that you could borrow. He has no issue taking you home after he drops Kisa off at daycare.

After he assured you that it wasn’t a problem, Akaashi could see that you were finally starting to calm down. He suggested finishing the movie you were watching before going to bed, he needed to unwind a little bit himself. Before settling on the couch, he grabs a bottle of wine from the kitchen and two glasses and places them on the coffee table.

“I know you’re gonna want to fight me, but you’re off the clock, sweetie,” Akaashi says, putting an end to any protest you’re about to give him. “I’m not your boss right now.” He pours a glass for each of you and hands one over.

He may be old but he can tell when he’s got a woman flustered and it’s written all over your face. So cute. You hold out your glass. “Cheers?” Behave, Keiji, he thinks as both of you clink your glasses.

It turns out horror movies haven’t gotten much better in the past couple of years. Still relying on overdramatic acting and cheesy jump scares, but he figures it can’t be all that bad if it scares pretty girls like you into scooting a bit closer to him. “Did you finish your drink already, sweetheart?” You look over at your empty glass, slightly embarrassed for drinking it so quickly. “It’s okay. Here, have some more.”

You’re more receptive this time, eagerly holding your glass so he can pour more wine. He always took you for a lightweight but seeing it in person was a sight to behold. “Sorry about making you work on Halloween. I’m sure you would’ve rather gone to a party or something,” Akaashi says, taking a sip of his own drink.

“Ahhh, it’s okay,” you giggled, curling up underneath the blanket Akaashi had on the couch. “There’s always gonna be another party.”

“Oh, do you go often?” he asks, chuckling at your quirked eyebrows. “Hey, I was your age too.”

“I find that hard to believe,” you tease, taking another swig—Akaashi’s certain he’s gonna have to refill your cup once again. “I go sometimes…if class gets a bit crazy, it’s nice not to think about work.”

Akaashi’s eyes flick over to the television screen, the dumb sorority girl in the movie starts flirting with the nerd boy character. There’s another thing he remembers about these stupid movies, a cheesy sex scene. A cardinal sin, their days are definitely numbered. But he wonders if their inevitable death will scare you enough that you’ll move even closer. At this point, you’re practically in his lap although it doesn’t seem like you’re aware of it. Are you this oblivious around other people?

“Do you have a boyfriend?” he asks without thinking, grabbing the wine bottle to refill your glass. He’s shocked and relieved when you shake your head no. “Come on, a pretty girl like you? I would think you’d have to fight these college boys off with a stick.”

Akaashi’s hand touches your thigh, gripping the soft skin. He feels the muscle twitch and a cute hum leave your lips but you don’t make a comment on it. “I don’t have time for boys,” you mumbled, eyes focused on the screen. You must be so tipsy at this point, poor thing, brain too foggy to notice the obvious jump scare that’s about to happen. It’s alright, though, the loud noise sends you leaning against him now.

“Aww, did you get scared, honey?” he coos, hand rubbing your back. Akaashi’s hand travels back to your thigh, running his fingers along the fabric of your jeans. “Are you really comfortable sleeping like that? Remember I have some extra clothes.”

“No, it’s okay. I’ll be fine…” But Akaashi isn’t having it, pulling you closer until you’re fully seated in his lap. You gasp in surprise, but don’t make an effort to push him away. On the contrary, you settle in his hold, sighing in relief.

Akaashi plays with the button at the front of your pants, easily spreading your legs so they dangle on the outside of his. “What did I say about fighting me, sweetie? I only want to help,” with deft hands, he undoes the clasp and pulls the zipper down. He’s so elated when you silently allow him to shimmy your bottoms off, leaving your panties exposed. “Doesn’t that feel so much better?”

He truly can’t help himself, thumb brushing against the front of your underwear. He slaps your thigh to placate you when you start squirming in his grasp. “I’m just helping, baby, it’s okay.”

“Noooo, sir, you can’t look at me down there,” the smell of wine is heavy on your breath as you slur your words. “It’s so embarrassing…” But Akaashi stopped listening when you called him “sir.” He thought he trained you not to call him that, but you can’t help it. So stupid with all that alcohol running through your veins. He’s feeling the effects of his few drinks—he would never be so forward like this but fortune favors the bold.

“Is that why there’s a wet spot right here?” Akaashi asks, touching between your legs once more, purposely reaching for the damp spot that’s slowly growing. He hears you whine again but quells it with a simple shush. “We have to be quiet remember? You’re gonna wake Kisa up.”

That makes you bite your lip, stifling any cries that would fall out. But it doesn’t do much to hinder Akaashi from touching you. His fingers playing at the hem of your panties. He could feel you trying to bring your legs together, but he keeps them spread. “Will you let me touch you, baby? I’ll make you feel so good,” he breathes.

Even in your embarrassment, you’re still a good girl and nod, boosting his ego. With the green light, Akaashi wastes no time plunging two of his fingers inside you. He’s quick to cover your mouth with his free hand, suppressing the cry before you can wake up the whole house. He even has to catch himself for a second, head lolling back at how wet you are. Fuck.

The vice grip you have around his hand tells Akaashi that you’re going to feel so much sweeter when he has his cock in you. Perfect, he thinks. The thought of some inexperienced college boy on top of you, failing to make you cum, made him uneasy. A good girl like you needs a man. You’re still young and inexperienced—you need someone to show you real pleasure.

He’s more than happy to take up the mantle.

Akaashi’s other hand travels up your shirt, tugging at your bra until one of your breasts spills out. The flesh is so soft in his grasp, he has to let out another groan. He fucks you harder with his fingers, turning your head to swallow your cries with rough kisses. There’s a fire inside Akaashi that he didn’t know existed. It certainly wasn’t there during those last few months of his marriage or with those one-night stands he had to fill the void.

He needs you to cum, needs to feel your juices running down his arm. Akaashi pays attention to your clit, circling it with his thumb just enough to see your legs start shaking. “Does it feel good, angel?”

You cutely whine against his lips, “Yes…it feels so good, sir.” Akaashi has to compose himself when your hips start moving When you’re fucking yourself on his fingers, chasing your high any way you can. God, he’s really gonna fuck you up. “Ahh, sir—sir, I’m gonna!” You whine into your hand to cover up the sounds, creaming around Akaashi’s hand as your eyes rolled back in bliss. He lets your body rock through it, free hand playing with your buds. Rolling and tugging them between his fingers.

“Honey, you’re making a mess all over me,” but Akaashi’s the opposite of upset. He wants to lick all of it up until he’s drowning in your sweet nectar. He wants to bury his face in between your legs and make you cum over and over until your brain is mush. But he’s hard and leaking in his pants and while he knows he can hold out as long as he needs to, Akaashi needs to experience the feeling of your cunt around him.

While you’re still feeling the effects, Akaashi wraps his arms around you and hoists you up, carrying you bridal style. “You’re gonna feel so much more comfortable on my bed, baby,” he whispers, trekking up the steps, down the hallway, and far from Kisa’s room where she’s fast asleep. He sets you down on the plush king-sized mattress and smiles at how quickly you settle into the silk sheets. “Feels good, yeah? Wanted to have more room while I fuck you.” Akaashi breathes, unbuttoning his shirt before climbing into the bed and hovering over you.

You’re staring up at him with wide, doe eyes. So naive to what’s to come. “Oh, I’m gonna fuck you. Wanna see you cum from my cock, okay?”

Akaashi kisses you again, smothering your noises of affirmation. He pulls the rest of your clothes off, savoring the sight of your naked body, the swell of your breasts, and your glistening cunt between your legs. Next time, he thinks. Next time Akaashi will reward himself with fucking you with his tongue. His cock hits his abdomen when he finally frees it, kicking his pants and boxers down and stroking himself with anticipation. “It’s gonna go so deep in you, but I know you can take it. You’re such a good girl…”

The words only make you squirm more underneath him. Akaashi stops stalling and rubs his cock against your folds, cursing under his breath from how wet you are. It’s so easy for him to slip in, easily stretching you out until he’s buried at the hilt. He has you folded in a half, pushing at the back of your thighs to reach even deeper.

Such a dumb, pretty girl you are, letting a man twice your age fuck you unprotected. You’re so lucky that it’s Akaashi doing this and not some other man who’d take advantage of you. He can take such good care of you—make you feel good, get your eyes to roll to the back of your head, you’ll never want to look at another man again.

“You’re so big,” you gasp, fingernails digging into Akaashi’s skin when he sets a slow pace. Akaashi pulls nearly all the way out before meeting his hips once again with yours. He can tell you’re getting addicted from the way your cunt spasms around him, clenching down to the point you’re practically choking him.

A pretty girl like you will definitely let him cum inside, fill up that young, fertile womb of yours. Oh, how adorable would you look with his seed spilling out of you? Or even better, plump and round with his baby? He’s always wanted a sibling for Kisa but his bitch wife wouldn’t allow it. But you wouldn’t fight him. Akaashi could be able to provide for you if you’d just let him.

“Fuck, you’re so perfect. Never felt a pussy this good in my life,” he mumbles, leaning down to kiss you, slightly changing the angle of his thrusts. The sounds of you crying out are intoxicating, he could drown in it.

"You ever felt someone's cum inside you, baby?" Akaashi asks in between kisses, groaning at the sight of your breasts bouncing as he fucks you.

"No, never..." you sigh, mouthing a small fuck as Akaashi keeps going.

He kisses you harder and the pride that's been bubbling inside him burns white hot in the pit of his stomach. He might not be the first to claim your body, but he'll definitely be the first the breed you—and that feels so much better.

Akaashi brings a hand to your chin, forcing you to look at him. Your eyes were fucked out, mouth wet with spit. So beautiful. "It'll make you feel all warm," he says against your lips. "You'll feel so full and when it runs out of you—fuck. You'll love it so much, baby."

Wrapping your legs around Akaashi's waist, you pull him closer. "I want it! I want your cum, sir," you whined and Akaashi has you right where he wants. A dumb, cock drunk girl crying underneath him.

It's perfect. You're fucking perfect.

"God, I'm gonna fucking ruin you," he grunts, moving faster. Akaashi's thrusts get sloppy, losing his rhythm as he fucks you with purpose. "Gonna make you so full of me."

You're crying, fat tears running down your cheeks as you're overcome with pleasure and the feeling of your nails dragging down Akaashi's back tells him that you're cumming once again.

It's so messy, your walls form a vice grip around his cock, and Akaashi, the experienced man that he is, can't help it. He cums with your name on his tongue, flooding your sinful cunt.

Both of you stay like that for a while. Akaashi's cock twitched inside you, making sure there isn't a single drop wasted. After a while, he wipes any stray tears that fall, kissing your warm cheeks with praises in between.

"You did so well, sweetie. You took all of me," he says, holding your shaking frame. He gives you a few seconds before peeling away and pulling his cock out, eyes locked on his seed flowing out of your cunt and making the mess he knew it would. "Look at that..." he whispers, completely mesmerized.

He knows he has to clean you up, but Akaashi lets himself enjoy the sight for right now. He'll keep the end of his bargain and drop you off at your place in the morning. But a part of him hopes you'll want to stay a little longer. You can be his cute live-in nanny, who takes care of his angel in the morning and gets fucked dumb at night.

You’ll do it for him. You’re a good girl after all.

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cottonlemonade · 13 days

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hi! can i please have a large mango lemonade with a slice of lemon for akaashi? <3

Recreational Reading

warnings: mdni, nsfw

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“Yes, how may I help you?“, you asked with a chuckle when you felt Keiji laying down on top of you.

After a long long week, filled with studies and horrendously boring term papers you had been looking forward to spending a cozy calming weekend with your boyfriend.

He had just come out of the shower and was obviously in a cuddly mood, joining you on the couch where you settled to read a book.

Wrapping his arms around your soft body he got comfortable, using your chest as a pillow. You smiled and went back to your book, letting your fingers comb through his damp hair, only stopping every so often to turn a page.

This was exactly what you needed.

After a while though, Keiji began to stir.

“Do you wanna do something?“, you asked, already about to put your book aside but your boyfriend just shook his head and scooched further down.

“No no, you just read your book, sweetheart. Don‘t let me distract you.“

“Eek! That tickles!“

He had brushed up your shirt to set gentle kisses on your tummy, his hands sliding down your side.

“Can you lift your hips for a second, my love?“

With quick, much practiced moves he pulled your comfy shorts along with your panties down and off your legs, letting them drop to the floor.

“Keiji-“

“Shh, go back to your book, don‘t mind me. I just need you right now.“

Easier said than done when he brought your leg up over his shoulder and your skin began to tingle where his lips were brushing against the inside of your thighs.

“Mmmh.“, he hummed happily when he leaned in to taste you. He looked up and licked his lips, meeting your eyes with curiosity. “Why aren’t you reading? You have to finish quickly, so I can read it next.“

“Kei-Keiji…”, you sighed when he dipped his head low again, kissing your pussy and luxuriously lapping at your folds. The words on the page in front of you blurred, but you tried to continue, tried not to go crazy on your boyfriend's so very talented tongue. You made it through about two short sentences, having to reread them over and over to grasp their meaning when you gave up. Keiji had added a finger to his teasing, making it very clear he wasn’t about to stop anytime soon.

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a/n: thank you so much for the prompt ^^ please enjoy ✨

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cr4yolaas · 26 days

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in sickness and in health — akaashi keiji

synopsis: despite your stubbornness, akaashi takes care of you when you fall ill.

tags: fluff, rdr is sick, can be interpreted as romantic or platonic

akaashi can’t help but laugh at your grumbles beneath the blankets.

he thinks it’s silly, how you try oh so hard to convince him that you’re fine, when in reality, you haven’t left your bed since last night. and it’s already late afternoon.

when he re-enters your bedroom with soup in one hand and a mug of tea in the other, he’s greeted with a disturbingly loud coughing fit, coupled with a distressed face and weary eyes. in an instant, he rushes to your side, urging you to sit up and drink some of your tea. reluctantly, you oblige.

this time, akaashi can’t help but frown at your stubbornness.

“i can handle myself,” you complain in a raspy voice, each syllable coated with exhaustion. “i’ve always handled this by myself.”

instead of arguing, he only smiles. “i know. i’m just by your side this time.”

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cherrye · 10 days

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hello! can i please request thigh riding with akaashi? he just keeps praising you and encouraging you to get off on his thigh so sweetly :(

bare thighs (s)

akaashi keiji x f!reader

cw: thigh riding, slight dacryphilia, praise, akaashi is a tease, very minor hair pulling

a/n: i hope you like it anon (and the rest of u readers hihi) !!

“you got it, baby. feels good, huh?”

good was an understatement. your brain is turning into mush as you cant your hips on his bare thigh, savoring the drag of your clit and his warm hands gripping your hips. it’s crazy how by simply riding his thigh, you can barely think and process anything aside from him and how good he makes you feel.

“look at me, y/n. don’t you think i deserve to see your pretty face while you use me to get off?” keiji teases, the corner of his lips curling up at your flushed face and droopy eyes barely making contact with his.

he thinks you’re so adorable like this — he can’t help but flex his thigh and push your hips down to pull a string of whimpers out of you. you’re shaking in his grasp, allowing him to take control of your pace.

“i think we can go faster, baby. you’re so beautiful when you’re feeling good.”

you’re babbling nonsense at this point, crying out to him and clawing at his shoulders at the onslaught of pleasure you’re receiving. and you’re so close now, the taste of your orgasm lingering on the tip of your tongue.

“c’mon baby, give it to me. be a good girl and make a mess on my thighs.”

his hands start exploring every inch of your body as your hips start to move even faster, goosebumps trailing after his fingers. you moan even louder when keiji starts to lick and suck at your tits, his free hand traveling down your body to circle at your clit.

“‘s too m-much, keiji… wanna cum!” tears start pooling at the corner of your eyes, drool slipping down the corner of your lips, and fingers pulling his hair. he’s groaning into your chest, fingers speeding up and lips moving to mark your bare neck.

“i know, baby..” he coos. “c’mon, you can let go. we aren’t done here anyways.”

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#haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu smut #akaashi x reader #akaashi smut #akaashi keji x reader #akaashi keiji smut #cherrye.writes

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hinatiny · 12 days

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crazy ੈ✩‧₊˚ akaashi keiji

in which akaashi is so crazy for you, he barely knows how to cope with it. getting you flustered is one way though.

w.c: 0.6k

akaashi loves you. so much, so dearly, that he’s convinced he’ll die if you ever slip away from his fingers. he’s convinced heaven and all that is holy is wherever you are, and that he’ll be denied access if he ever does something atrocious enough for you to leave him.

akaashi loves you. so much, so deeply, that it hurts, as if loving you equals diving into a vast ocean of emotions where every wave carries the sweetest currents of affection.

akaashi loves you. so much, so intensely, that he feels like he could cry.

of course, he doesn’t. at least not while you’re sitting in a study room - doing anything and everything but studying. he knows that if he were to suddenly tear up and sniffle and sob out of nowhere, it would only worry you, and what is he supposed to say when you question it? “i just love you so much and it sometimes scares me that i’m able to love someone to this extent, i genuinely can’t see a future where you’re not part of it and if there is one like that i don’t want it because maybe we’re just some goofy college students right now but i can’t wait to move in with you in our new apartment next month because there’s nothing i want more than to spend the rest of my life with you and all of this is so overwhelming but i wouldn’t change that for the world.” is that how he feels? most definitely. will he express that? nah, not really.

akaashi doesn’t say much, for now content with listening to you ramble on about your day, your yesterday, your tomorrow, your new plastic plants you’d bought for your apartment, your storage of gossip newly stocked from some of your classmates, and everything between heaven and earth as you munch on pocky every now and then. he doesn’t say much, but you can tell he’s still attentive to every word he says by the way he nods, hums, occasionally comments something or asks for further details. more than anything though, you know he’s listening by the fondness in his eyes and the small but true smile that lingers on his lips.

“so i’m not crazy for wanting to clock her that day, am i? i mean, obviously i didn’t do it or i would probably get expelled but with her attitude i clearly wasn’t in the wrong for at least considering it, right?”

now, akaashi doesn’t condone violence, and he would stop you had you ever decided to act on that option, but he nods in the palm of his hand, puffs an airy chuckle before expressing that you weren’t in the wrong. if that’s enough to make you laugh at him for even agreeing, he’ll make such exceptions any day of the week.

“you know, normal people wouldn’t agree like that,” you grin.

“you know, normal people wouldn’t consider clocking a classmate for something like that.” akaashi raises a playfully judgemental eyebrow at you.

“well, guess i must be crazy then.” you giggle at the sigh he lets out, following up with how you have to stop saying such things so proudly, although his smile widens the slightest bit. you tuck a chocolate-coated stick between your lips, speaking past it, “but you still love me.”

he blinks at you, once, twice but soon gets up his feet, hardly rushed but fast enough for you to not properly process how his palm shortly after goes from his chin to fall flat on the table; the one of his other hand finds your jaw, holding your cheeks so gently, just barely squeezing them between his fingertips.

akaashi does love you, so so so much, he doesn’t doubt for a second that he might be the luckiest man on earth. he doesn’t express that either though, and instead hides his overflowing emotions behind a sly smirk as he tucks the other end of the stick between his own lips. “guess i’m even crazier then.”

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salsakiyoomi · 1 year

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bestfriend! akaashi who first introduced himself formerly to you when the teacher paried you both up for an english project.

bestfriend! akaashi who was in awe at how smart and witty you were and soon got to know you and became friends you quickly after.

bestfriend! akaashi who spends time with you more often than not — your company brings him a sense of unknown comfort and he might've gotten a little too cozy around you.

bestfriend! akaashi who showed up at your doorstep for your birthday, with cookies he baked himself and that one perfume you had your eyes on for a while as a gift.

bestfriend! akaashi who never fails to smile and laugh at your silly, lame jokes — who doesn't notice how his heart flutters everytime you make one.

bestfriend! akaashi who finally realizes that he might have fallen for you a couple of weeks before graduation — the fluttering of his heart and the heat of his face have become too evident to ignore — and he's not sure what to do with the overwhelming feeling of emotion he has towards you.

bestfriend! akaashi who thinks fuck it and asks you out for prom, and watches as your eyes widen in shock before you laugh and he doesn't believe his ears when he hears you answer with yes.

bestfriend! akaashi who you pull on to the dancefloor and convince him to dance with you to the slow dance song, and he doesn't believe it when by the end of the song you press your lips to his.

boyfriend! akaashi who tastes so sweet like vanilla and whose cologne is so overwhelmingly strong that it completely engulfs you whenever your body presses up close to his.

boyfriend! akaashi who is subtle with his physical affection, but his hand is always linked with yours, and sometimes you feel the tips of his fingers press against the small of your back as he leads you through a crowd.

boyfriend! akaashi whose kisses are soft and tender, just a mere peck to your lips whenever he says hello or goodbye.

boyfriend! akaashi who brings flowers to every date of yours, who brought you red roses to your first date because they're a good classic and ideal but then usually brings you hand picked flowers or paper flower bouquets.

boyfriend! akaashi who took you out to his favourite cafe for your first date and ordered your drink for you and paid for it despite your trying to convince him you'd pay for your own drink.

boyfriend! akaashi who brings you random gifts from time to time, whether it be something expensive such as a watch or a bag you wanted or a handmade gift such as his hand written letters that he pours his heart out into them for you.

boyfriend! akaashi who is an old fashioned lover — ladies first he'd say as he opens the door for you, he pays for everything you ask for whenever the two of you are out together and who bends down to tie your shoes whenever they get loose.

boyfriend! akaashi who gifted you a moon stone necklace for your first year anniversary together, it was so beautiful you couldn't believe your eyes — he clasped it around your neck in front of the mirror and pressed a kiss to the side of your neck, you look so beautiful, love he had whispered into your ear as he wrapped his arms around you.

boyfriend! akaashi who loves you with every ounce of his being, and thought he isn't the most vocal about it, you do know it from your photo albums, your gifts, and the time spent together.

tagging : @ermespop (headcanons as promised) & @keyz-writes

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