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sugawarassoulmate · 6 months

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no nut november - nov 01

didn't even make it past the first day. they didn't even try.

(let's pretend i didn't get sick and that this was posted on november 1st 🥲)

bokuto & bully!osamu

word count: 255 & 295

cw: fem!reader, unprotected sex, pussy slapping, name calling, bullying, minors dni

bokuto

there was no way bokuto would go a whole month without busting his load, let alone inside you.

he failed as soon as the clock struck midnight

the two of you got drunk at a halloween party and barely made it to an empty bedroom before ripping off each other's costumes.

"bo, you're ripping my dress," your whines quickly turned into gasps of pleasure when bokuto's warm mouth latched on your breast.

“can’t help myself, birdie,” he says when you’re finally bare in front of him. “been wanting this all night.”

the second bokuto feels the warmth of your cunt around his cock, he forgets all about the stupid bet he spoke about with his friends just a few hours ago.

"so you have to go the whole month without busting a nut," one of his friends said over a beer. "no jerking off and you absolutely can't fuck your girl."

bokuto remembered the idea sounded fun, a test of his endurance even but the look on akaashi's face told him he was full of it

"there's no way you'd last a day, let alone a month," he said to which bokuto immediately took offense.

"i could totally last a month!" he huffed but the second he saw you in your angel costume, his only mission in life was to bury his cock so deep inside you he can't think.

once the post-nut clarity hits, bo realizes he has to let his friends know he lost and he immediately gets roasted in the group chat.

bully!osamu

lol there's no way osamu could hold out that long

suna brought it up a few days ago with a knowing glance in osamu’s direction

osamu doesn’t like to lose bets and almost thought about going through with it but why should he be deprived of life’s pleasures?

then again he could make you suffer too, bring you to the end and never deliver

osamu tried it, the thought of teasing you was too much fun for him

but when he finally had you under him, fingers against your clit, that you're whining starts

"there ya go bitchin' again," he says, slapping your cunt to reprimand you as if he isn't rock hard in his sweats at this very moment.

"samu!" you cry, staring up at him with those stupid doe eyes, welling up with tears because he's just being so mean to you

there's only one thing that stops you when you're like this, and osamu's more than happy to give it to you

"ya want dick that badly? is that it?" he says pulling his cock out, sliding it against your cunt

your cries stop when he finally sinks himself into you, both of you gasping

and samu isn't one to hold back, not with you at least, fucking you hard and deep until your cumming around him in no time (all those thoughts of edging you leave his head)

for a brief moment, osamu actually thinks about not cumming in you (or on you) and taking part in the stupid bet but then he feels your legs wrap around his waist he quickly decides it's not worth it, flooding your cunt with his seed

it isn't until halfway through the month osamu finally tells everyone he lost on the first day 🥴

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brutallygod · 2 months

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minors don't interact !

idea: how he eats you out. cw: afab!reader / terms, use "kitten" as a term of endearment (kuroo). characters: miya atsumu. bokuto koutarou. kuroo tetsurou.

ATSUMU eats you out with the thirst of a parched man stumbling into a temple. he simply adores it. uses it to worship you. and to be honest? he does it mainly for his pleasure. he moans and groans, pulling you closer by your thighs as he flicks his tongue over your clit before going down and devouring you.

he’s someone who can cum just by eating you out.

like atsumu, BOKUTO loves eating you out. he’s like an excited puppy as he presses kisses along your inner thighs, whining into your soaked cunt. he's enthusiastic, tongue rolling over your clit, paying close attention to that little bundle of nerve before lowering his head to sink his tongue in you. his thumb gently rubs your clit as he tongue fucks you.

KUROO is an absolute asshole when he eats you out. he uses it to tease you—sucks and nips at your thighs, avoids your clit until the very last minute. he fingers you as his tongue sinks into your entrance, lapping up your juices as one hand grips your thigh. as you near your peak, he stops, looks up and smirks at you.

"go on, kitten, cum for me," he croons before latching on to your clit.

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tiza0925 · 16 days

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A New Skirt | 18+

Warnings/Tags: NSFW, explicit sexual content, alternate universe, female/AFAB reader, teasing, multiple orgasms, lap sex, hints of a breeding kink, unprotected sex, creampie, SET IN THE FUTURE WHERE ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED-UP AND OVER 18

Pairing: Bokuto Koutarou x Female Reader

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

You turn to the side, bending one knee, to take one last look at yourself through the tall mirror that sits in your bedroom.

And your chest falls with a small exhale of satisfaction as you focus on the way your skirt is just long enough to tease your ass, how your shirt hugs your waist oh so perfectly and makes it so damn obvious you’re not wearing a bra—

And a small smile forms at the thought of showing Bokuto your new outfit.

The door creaks as you open it, and when you walk down the hall and into the living room—you see Bokuto getting settled into the couch, turning on the TV to find a movie for you two to watch.

“You ready?” You hear Bokuto call for you, his attention on the screen as he sorts through the different movie titles to play, and you hum as you walk to where he’s sitting—your lower lip gets pinched under your top teeth as you walk around the couch to stand in front of him.

And the moment Bokuto’s head lifts to look at you—

Your heart thunders in your ears, and you feel flushed all over your body as his eyes gradually widen—scanning every inch of your body like he’s trying to commit the image to memory.

You swallow hard, feeling exposed, as Bokuto wets his lips, and his eyes remain focused on your skirt where your thighs are rubbing together. “You got a new skirt?”

His voice sounds so rough like he’s already affected by this, that it causes a small shiver runs up your chest as you inhale a small breath, nodding with your hands behind your back. “Went shopping while you were at work.”

“Yeah?” Bokuto seems amused by that as the side of his face lifts with a tiny smirk, and his lids lower as he leans back onto the couch—lifting his hips as he spreads his legs apart.

Then he tilts his head. “It’s a pretty skirt.”

You barely manage to suppress a grin as you purse your lips. “So you like it?”

Bokuto hums, the TV forgotten as he sets the remote aside, and he motions with his fingers to ‘come here’. “I want to see it up close.”

It’s the way he says it—with his voice low and eyes so murky with sudden desire—

It’s why you feel a jolt of heat sprout inside you as you close the distance between you, and Bokuto eagerly guides you to sit on his lap once he has his hands on you.

“What made you want to buy this?” He asks as he makes you sit, legs spread by his thighs, and he runs his hands down the side of your thighs, spreading goosebumps with the heat of his hands.

His hands that are so big that it can wrap around your thighs entirely.

You shrug. “It looked nice.”

A small lie.

The real reason was solely for Boktuo—to get the reaction that you’re seeing right now from him.

But he doesn’t need to know that.

Bokuto hums and his hands wrap around your thighs as he slides them up and under your skirt, his thumbs teasing your covered cunt by a mere few inches. “Well, It looks really nice on you, sweetheart.”

Your breath hitches at not only his words—but from the slight tease of one of his thumbs running over your covered slit—sliding it down from your clit to where your hole is.

“I’m glad you like it,” Your voice is breathy, a little too preoccupied with the feeling of Bokuto’s thumb rubbing slow, small circles over your clothed clit, and your hands fly up to hold him by the neck.

And Bokuto just smiles, all slow and syrupy, as he leans in closer to mouth at your chest covered by the thin fabric of your shirt.

You can feel the heat and wetness of his mouth as he sucks on one of your tits—even if you’re wearing a shirt—and your core clenches when you feel him give your nipple an impolite bite to make it pebble up.

He always knows how to make you melt almost instantly with just his fingers and mouth alone.

His fingers aren’t even inside you and yet he’s already managed to get you soaking your panties as you moan, rolling your hips on his lap as he continues his torturous movement of his finger over your panties.

“You can cum like this, can’t you?” He murmurs as he moves his head up to kiss the bend of your neck, and his finger teases your entrance by pushing your panties inside you for a moment, before sliding back up to rub your clit. “You’re so soaked, baby.”

He continues to rub and tease your pussy over your panties until you’re moaning, feeling mindless, and your legs shake with a soft orgasm hitting almost instantly.

“Fuck—Ko—Oh, god—”

“Let’s keep this skirt on, okay?” You hear him mutter as he slides down his sweatpants to let his cock bounce free.

It slaps against your exposed thigh, causing your muscles to tense, and you whimper as he fists himself with a few strokes to get himself to fully erect. “Lift your hips for me, love.”

And you immediately do as you’re told as you hold onto his shoulders for support, lifting each leg as Bokuto slides the rest of your panties off, and you gasp with a moan when you feel his thick cock slide between your pussy folds.

His hands move to grip your hips, and he doesn’t fuck into you yet like you’re hoping he would.

Instead, he guides you to rock on his lap, your pussy drooling all over the length of his dick as he slides them between your puffy slit, using your fluids as lube before he finally pushes the fat head inside you—

“Ko—!” You moan, low and sweet, and your fingers dig into his shoulders as he slowly pushes his hips up, making you take every inch of him, while his hands keep you in place.

“Look at you,” He moves his head forward to capture your lips with his in one of the most gentle kisses he’s given you, all while holding you firmly to make you take his thick cock. “You’re so pretty like this, baby.”

You whine from slight overstimulation—being torn between recovering from your first orgasm and feeling that liquid heat slowly beginning to grow in your belly again.

But you let him fuck into you—feeling his dick all the way in your throat in the position you’re in—trying to kiss him back all while your senses explode and your pussy throbs because of him.

“You think you can cum again for me?”

You nod dazedly, not sure if you can, but—

But then you feel his thumb return to your clit—and god it’s so fucking sensitive and puffy—and he slowly rubs it while fucking into your tight pussy, making your eyes roll back and you gasp into his mouth.

“You’re so tight—shit—” Bokuto groans, moving to bury his head into the crook of your neck, and you feel hot air fan against your skin as he breathes heavily while he continues to rock into you languidly. “I just need one more from you, love.”

You shudder, feeling that buzzing ache between your legs ready to combust any minute.

“Then I can fill you up, okay?” He lifts his head, and your heart flips at the way he’s looking at you, and he kisses the side of your jaw, murmuring, “You just look so pretty in your skirt, baby, I can’t help it.”

And hearing that pulls a small grin from you—

Because that’s the point.

You wanted this reaction from him.

And now you’re feeling just a bit more pleased that it worked out.

“Please,” You moan, your fingers moving up to card through his hair, and Bokuto moans so deeply that you feel it against you.

He uses whatever juices that gush out of your from his fucking as lube to rub your clit, and he picks up the pace—angling his hips in a way that he knows will have you seeing white shocks as he hits the right spot inside your walls.

He fucks you while tonguing at the sensitive spot on the side of your neck, making you gasp out a sob as you hold onto him, and he sucks on your skin while groaning near your ear.

It’s when he pushes his hips up and keeps it there, grinding his cock as deep as it can go inside you—making you feel every thick inch of him pulsing in your pussy—while he continues to thumb at your clit with practiced ease and skill—

That’s when your orgasm hits you, making you throb and cry out a moan as you hold onto Bokuto with all you’ve got—cumming over his cock as heat fills your cheeks and clit, spreading like wildfire and making everything so fucking hot around you.

“Fuck—baby, just like that, I’m gonna cum inside you.” Bokuto’s moan is guttural, and his thrusts turn more demanding and selfish as he holds your waist with an iron grip, fucking your abused pussy and bouncing you on his cock like a limp rag doll.

You feel electrified and boneless, all overstimulated and a puddle of honey—you don’t realize that Bokuto is filling you with his cum as he shakes and groans, your cunt taking it all in.

And it’s within this moment—as Bokuto’s orgasm begins to cool down and you feel his dick twitching inside you as both of your fluids leak out between your thighs and onto him—

That you make a note to buy more skirts in the future.

Perhaps to wear in public too to see what Bokuto will do.

End.

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forusomimiya · 1 month

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He likes to have eye contact with you while his watching another man who is not him fucking you raw.

He likes to have eye contact with you with one hand on his cock, asking you to be obedient to the man who’s asking you to kneel down to fuck your pretty mouth.

He likes to have eye contact with you when you moan his name but it's another cock that's filling you.

He likes to have eye contact with you as he licks the other man's juice dripping out your pussy.

He likes to have eye contact with you when you cry and beg for his cock long enough to finally get it.

KAGEYAMA, BOKUTO, SUNA, KUROO, ATSUMU, OIKAWA, IWAIZUMI, ASAHI

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crushmeeren · 5 months

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Bokuto SFW/NSFW Headcannons

Everyone involved in this fic is aged up/18+; continue scrolling or block if you aren’t into this

Warnings; oral sex (blow jobs/pussy eating), car sex, riding, small amount of anal play (Bo teases your ass while he eats you out), mating press, kissing, praising

Note; I wasn’t originally planning on posting but I’ve had a rough night and I just love Bokuto 💕 This is my first time writing for Haikyuu so I hope I can do him justice. Please enjoy 🪽

Second Note; I think I’m gonna have to write one for Kirishima next, s-so many ideas about him 😮‍💨

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Koutarou who is the sweetest man alive, who you’re unconditionally in love with, but…is an airhead (i.e. he loses his phone all the time, forgets plans he’s already made, somehow drops his wallet down a hole at the top of a parking garage that’s 30 feet deep while planking—but miraculously finds it laying on a car below??) who you’ll always help find his shit either way—he needs AirTags

Koutarou who likes to wear lots of colors, whose favorite color is blue, who once got his face painted with a rainbow on it at the fair (he did look pretty, plus the vibrant colors represents how bright his personality is)

Koutarou who practically vibrates with excitement when he sees you watching his games from the stands, who smiles so wide his cheeks may split, who waves at you in the middle of a play (he ran into the net by accident, but he didn’t miss the next spike!!)

Koutarou who turns a sweet shade of pink when he sees you wear his jersey to his game, who picks you up in a sweaty, bear hug (squishing the air out of your lungs) after they’re finished, chatting excitedly in your ear as he carries you a few feet (he only sets you down when Hinata rescues you by reminding him they have to go change)

Koutarou who gets into certain self-deprecating moods sometimes, who lets you help him feel better, letting him talk it out, spending time with him, whispering words of support and encouragement as you poke the dimples on his cheeks (which gets him to smile and giggle almost every time)

Koutarou who likes listening to hip hop and surprisingly—hair metal, who loves singing in the car, who has an astonishingly good singing voice (you love watching him as he drives, he gets so into the music, wiggling in his seat—it’s like your own personal concert) and who loves Paramore—because you showed them to him

Koutarou who takes up half your bed when he sleeps, he’s so fucking tall—and thick🫣(but you love it and use him as your own personal blanket, but he does get really sweaty in the middle of the night so you have to roll away before you melt to death)

Koutarou who loves holding your hand, lacing his warm fingers through yours and tugging you in different directions, no matter where you are, who leans in so close to speak to you, you can see his eyelashes (it never fails to make warmth thickly pool in your belly, traveling up and making your cheeks burn—he always looks at you with stars in his eyes)

Koutarou who is literally always the life of the party—everyone loves the fucking ace, he radiates positive and happy energy—people are drawn to him like moths to a flame, they always want to talk to him and you’re proud of it (plus you don’t mind—besides he always comes home with you at the end of the night)

Koutarou who introduces you to Kuroo, who he has remained friends with after high school, Kuroo, the sly bastard who you’ve grown quite fond of & have become close friends with (instantly clicking over your combined efforts to tease Bo)

Koutarou who loves, loves taking hot showers with you, he likes to hug you under the warm spray, letting it relax both of you and talk about his day (sometimes you end up on your knees, but who can blame you?)

Koutarou who looks so unbelievably hot when his hair is down, no gel in sight as the soft strands frame his sweet face (you can’t help but stare at him until he asks if there’s something on his face, you tell him just how goddamn good he looks—which in turn makes him flush bright pink, dragging you into his lap to make out with him)

Koutarou who really loves when you call him by his given name —don’t get him wrong, but…he can’t help but feel a flash of heat shoot between his legs when he hears your sweet voice calling him Bo (you absolutely know what it does to him)

Koutarou who loves you so fucking much he feels his heart may burst at the seams, who is your best friend, who you can be completely yourself with, who supports you in everything you do, who you know, in your bones, is your one and only, who has been secretly planning on proposing to you for awhile now (FYI— you say yes, Bo definitely cries)

💕NSFW Below This-You Have Been Warned💕

Koutarou who is fucking buff, who is wayy taller than you, who is packed with muscle and his cock is, to say the least…thick, but just long enough to keep from hurting (but lets be real, the thickness is what counts)

Koutarou who gets rock hard so damn fast whenever you kiss his neck, gasping, whining, squirming underneath you when you sink your teeth into the muscle covering his pulse point, tilting his head and melting when you leave a couple hickies (he really tries to cover it up the next day, but Miya Atsumu teases him at practice anyways—he takes it in stride, only blushing a little bit)

Koutarou who only really curses during sex, unable to stop the nasty words from leaving his mouth (you think it’s the biggest turn on when he can’t help but whimper a soft f-fuck when he gets his dick inside you)

Koutarou who loves when you suck his cock, who likes when you’re laying on your back and he straddles your chest, controlling the pace as he thrusts into your mouth, who loves when you grip his ass and help him fuck your throat, who braces a hand against the wall, one hand in your hair as he watches his dick shine with your saliva as it repeatedly disappears between your warm, soft lips, who sees stars when he fucks along your tongue like a track made to make him blow

Koutarou who likes to suffocate between your thighs, always asking you to sit on his face, who grips your hips and forces you to rub your clit over his tongue, who covers his finger in your slick, teasing your asshole until you cum on his tongue, fisting his hair between your fingers (you choke on your moans, pleasure sticky and gooey gushing through your limbs)

Koutarou who was nervous at first when you suggested having sex in his car, but now he’s addicted, who can’t do anything but hold your waist, whimpering mhmm—fuck, that’s it pretty thing, as you hold onto his shoulders, using your feet & thighs to bounce on his cock in the drivers seat that’s been pushed all the way back

Koutarou whose toes curl, cock twitching as his eyes either stayed glued to where your pussy sucks him in or the way your tits bounce in his face (you love it just the same, tilting your head down to watch while you fuck yourself on his dick)

Koutarou who likes to let out high pitched whines & moans in your ear when he fucks you in missionary, who tells you your fucking pussy’s s’good, so tight, gonna make me cum so hard, while he has you folded into a mating press, shivering while he tries to hold back from cumming too quick (it feels like he’s in your throat, he makes you squirt in this position, thumb rubbing your clit roughly)

Koutarou who sits back on his calves, gripping your tits, fucking into you and curling his hips upwards, who makes you inhale sharply, gasping Bo! as you cum, fingers gripping his forearms, who says love when you cum on my cock baby girl, taking my dick so fucking well (you groan through clenched teeth as warm tingles take over your body)

Koutarou who almost cums instantly when you tell him he’s so good at fucking you, making you cum so many times during one round of sex (bro definitely has a bit of a praise kink)

Koutarou who whispers how much he loves you, face flushed when he starts to cum, whose heart thumps wildly in his chest as he groans about how good it feels to fill you up, pussy hugging him so tight (you tell him you love him just the same when he buries his sweaty face in your neck)

Koutarou who can never resist resting all his weight on you afterwards, snaking his arms around you and snuggling you tight as you both soak in the post orgasm glow, who helps you clean up and gets you water before you both take a nap or go to bed for the night

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ushiwhacka · 1 year

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time skip! bokuto kōtarō + fem! reader | mdni | 1,118 words | established relationship, talk of alcohol consumption (reader is tipsy), oral (m! receiving), slow sex, grinding, marking (m! receiving), pet names (baby, angel), request, they're so in love yuck <3

tipsy on delicious cocktails, you had spent the night dancing with your friends. your hands running up and down the sides of your body, hips swaying to the music, relishing in hungry eyes drinking you in. but all you could think about was your sweet, sweet boyfriend. pussy throbbing at the thought of rubbing up against his crotch, feeling his cock stiffen. so impatient as you take his hand and lead him to the toilets. have him fuck you against the stall door without a thought of who might hear you. maybe suck him off in the backseat of the taxi on the way home. just to show him how much you love and appreciate him.

you shriek when you see bokuto sitting on the couch still awake. he looks so delicious with his legs spread like that, cotton shorts sitting low on his hips and his hand mindlessly running over his exposed stomach. “you waited up for me!” it’s silly but you cannot contain your excitement at the sight of him.

“i always do.”

warmth spreads from your belly to your cheeks, smiling all woozy as you approach him. maybe it’s the alcohol, or maybe it’s the thought of him watching the clock, checking his phone, worrying about you. whatever it is, you’ve never felt more smitten with him than right now and you’re just itching to touch him, feel his skin all warm against yours. “do you think i’m hot?” unsteady feet move clumsily around each other as you twirl for him, trying your very hardest not to lose your balance.

he catches you by the waist, pulls you closer. your pretty dress hiking up your thighs as you straddle him. “the hottest, prettiest girl in the world.” his big hands feel so warm and familiar as they sink into your hips, keeping you in place before you get the chance to start grinding against him. he knows you, knows that devious look in your eyes. and as hard as it is to resist, you’ve been drinking and you need rest. and he needs to be responsible. right? right? but you’re pawing at his chest and twisting your fingers around his nipples and he can feel how damp your panties are sitting on his stomach.

he can barely grasp at his composure.

“and you’re the best boyfriend ever.” his spine tingles as you run your tongue up the column of his neck. it’s wet and sloppy, and kōtarō has to swallow a moan as you keep kissing and nibbling and sucking on his sensitive skin, leaving dark marks along a trail of saliva. “i wan’ you so bad, baby.” he will regret this in the morning. “i’ve been thinking about you all night.” he will regret it but you sound so breathy and irresistible.

you taste of pineapple and sweet cream as you lick along his bottom lip and he’s so close to stuffing your needy pussy full right on that couch. but no. “you need to go to sleep.”

“no.” you’re pouting now. “i need your cock -” and his dick jumps as you take one of his hands in yours and drag it up to your throat. “- right here.”

bokuto throws his head back, a deep, velvety groan escaping his lips. you’ll be the death of him and soon. he’s tried so very hard to be sensible. but he’s just a man. a very very seriously horny man. so his long fingers dig into the fat of your ass, and you’re reminded of just how strong he is as he lifts you both up off the couch. then he lets you order him around until he’s butt naked and reclining on your headboard, eyes fixated on how perfect you are as you slide out of your dress.

he hisses as you start crawling towards him, nails tickling their way up to his thighs. soft hands wrap around the base of his cock as you lean down to press a kiss just under the tip. then your lips drag across the underside of his shaft to his beautiful, full, round balls. they’re just so cute, so satisfying to suck on. and he sounds so pretty when he whines. thighs twitching, his stomach taut and tense. really, he could cum just from this. but it’s not like that would make you stop anyways.

it’s just that he has the most perfect cock. hot and heavy and fat in the middle. a pretty, flushed head. and so so so very sensitive. leaking pearly beads of precum that you lick off just to spit them back on his length again. a glob of saliva running down the side of it. then your lips wrap around his tip and he’s cursing under his breath. your tongue darting out as you take more of him into your mouth. you make it messy, drool leaking down your chin, his fingers tangled in your hair. just how he likes it. panting out little oohs and aahs “fuck, fuck, fuck,” hips bucking up, “right there, f-fuck. fuck.” and you love every second of it, wiggling your ass as your eyes meet his. broken moans and the sound of you gagging slightly as he hits the back of your throat echo in the room. and he’s so close to cumming, so close to spilling himself inside your mouth. and then he feels it.

your teeth scraping along his shaft.

not hard enough to be painful, but enough to scare him. large hands pull your face away from his crotch. a panicked “fuck, baby, don’t bite my dick off!” as he squishes your cheeks.

“i would never!” you gasp. “it’s my favourite toy.” you’re giggling as he lifts you up to his chest. “i think you liked it a little bit.”

the only answer you get is him burying himself inside your soaked pussy in one almost painful thrust. he takes a moment to collect himself before he starts fucking you excruciatingly slowly and you can feel every inch and every vein as he fills you so completely.

“bo,” you whine, “i love you so much.”

“i love you more, angel.”

and he’s cradling the back of your neck, your face pressed into his chest as he continues to rut into you, hips flush together. sticky with sweat and too hot, but it’s all so perfect and tender and loving. his lips against your forehead, whispering all forms of i love you. delirious with pleasure but you hope he means it.

a breathed out “i wanna marry you.” spoken so naturally, like it’s something he’s said a thousand times over. it makes your heart melt in your chest. and, yes, you especially hope he means that.

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utahimeow · 2 years

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“it’s too big” gf with bokuto “we’ll make it fit” bf

bokuto who makes you cry bc his dick is so good but also bokuto who cries bc your pussy is so good

bokuto who literally needs praise to survive n won’t cum until you tell him he’s a good boy n that no one else fucks you as good as him

bokuto who loooooves how much smaller you are than him bc no matter what size you are he’s just so tall and broad and muscular that he makes you look little

bokuto who manhandles you at every given moment, over his shoulder when you’re being bratty, into every position as he fucks you

bokuto who gets hard when you literally breathe

just bokuto <333

#i’m just thinking hard abt him #bokuto smut #bokuto koutarou smut #bokuto x reader #bokuto koutarou x reader #haikyuu smut #hq smut #꒰ lovers. ꒱ — bokuto

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sugawarassoulmate · 1 year

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wha.. what about bokuto with bully!reader :( she’d be so MEAN :( and he’d be so HORNY :(

i feel like i've talked about this very briefly before sksk but you CANNOT bully bokuto!!! you can be the meanest person on the planet and bo would just be like "uh uh you're so right," just waiting for you to finish yelling at him so he can tell you how pretty you are 🥹

honestly, the meaner you are to him the hornier he gets ssksk like "why the fuck are you hard right now?" you shriek, seeing the clear tent in his pants.

"i don't know!" he fully admits, not understanding why his body reacts like this. "but like, you can keep yelling at me...?"

just.........just blow him i guess? 🥴

#haikyuu smut #haikyu smut #bokuto x reader #bokuto smut #bokuto kotaro smut #bokuto koutarou smut #haikyu x reader #haikyuu x reader #🥀#🥀bokuto

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peppersapro · 10 months

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Jersey Numbers

MSBY!Bokuto K. x F!reader smut drabble

Slight overstimulation, fingering, oral(fem! recovering) P in V

Unfortunately, I Had to rewrite this because it was taken down. Thank you for all the support on the original post it really means a lot. Have a great day\night and feel free to leave request.

Bokuto Koutarou was someone who lost concentration and got distracted quite easily, though that only applied to most things and your pleasure wasn't most things. Bokuto was extremely proud of his career in volleyball and the numbers on his jerseys weren't just numbers. This being said the numbers 4 and 12 meant quite a lot to him and when it comes to intimacy, he certainly doesn't forget it.

4 times he makes you cum with his fingers

"Kou please f-feels so good"

4 times he makes you cum with his mouth

"Ts too much, i can't take it!" He lets out a small hum but refuses to stop because he knows that if it was really too much you wouldn't be using his hair to push his face deeper into you

4 times he makes you cum with his cock

Hitting places you didn't know was possible, fucking you so good you've gone stupid.

"F-fuck baby just like that-"

"-did so well for me."

And just like that, within the timespan of a little over an hour he made you cum 12 times, but that wasn't even the best part. Koutarou thrived off your pleasure and came untouched just as many times.

Oh how he loved those numbers.

#haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu bokuto #bokuto koutaro x reader #bokuto koutarou #bokuto koutarou x reader #bokuto kotaro smut #bokuto koutaro x y/n #bokuto koutarou smut #hq smut #haikyuu smut

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tiza0925 · 13 days

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His Jersey | 18+

Warnings/Tags: nsfw, needy!bokuto, unprotected sex, creampie, multiple orgasms, squirting, lap sex, female/afab reader, pet names, praise kink, SET IN A TIMELINE WHERE ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED-UP AND OVER 18

Pairing: Bokuto Koutarou x Female Reader

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Your eyes widen as Bokuto pushes you harshly onto the bed, his body hovering over yours as he kisses you senselessly.

“Ko—?”

But he’s so lost in his own world, effectively shutting you up as he licks his tongue inside your mouth, groaning against you as he palms your tit over the jersey you’re wearing.

His jersey.

He played a game tonight, and you just had to go and support him.

Which Boktuo always loved—just being able to see in the crowd and grinning at you so widely after their team wins another point because of him.

It’s just—this time, he didn’t expect to see you wearing his jersey to the game.

And that sort of threw him off for a moment but also—

It’s all he could think about for the rest of his game.

Just how good you looked wearing his shirt.

With his number on it.

And his name.

It’s why he could barely wait to get his hands on you the moment you two ended back up in his hotel room—leaving the rest of the team back at the restaurant where Bokuto was supposed to be celebrating alongside them.

But he’s got other priorities right now.

“Do you know,” Bokuto pulls on your lower lip with a rough kiss, his voice hoarse and low as he kisses your mouth.

Jaw.

Neck.

Giving the crook of your neck a small nip as he pulls down your pants, “How much I just couldn’t stop thinking about you during the game?”

He sounds almost pained like him having to wait a second longer to be inside you will physically pain him.

“God—you look so good in my jersey,” Bokuto groans, licking the length of your neck, making you whimper. “I can’t help it.”

He’s so fucking needy and impatient that he doesn’t even bother to take your panties off.

He just pulls them to the side, and while holding them there—he uses his middle finger to slide it through your pussy folds, collecting your juices and getting his finger soaked—and he grunts at how sopping wet you are already. “Goddamn, baby, you’re already drooling.”

You whine, your arms that are around his neck pull him closer to you, and you search for his mouth to kiss him sloppily as your mind goes blank from his finger toying with your pussy.

He teases your hole, hearing the wet squelch every time the tip of his finger taps your cunt, making you flush in the cheeks at the obscene sound of it.

“I need to be inside you baby—shit—“ Your eyes are unfocused as Boktuo pushes his shorts and boxers down to let his thick cock slap your thigh, feeling the weight and heat of it on your skin before he’s fisting it until it’s swollen and pink with pre-cum leaking from the fat tip.

He doesn’t bother to tease you with his dick like he usually does—because god knows he’s notorious for teasing you in bed when he has the patience and time for it.

But he doesn’t right now.

He needs to sink his cock inside you so badly that the moment the head pops through—Bokuto shakes with a guttural groan, his eyes rolling back as he pushes his entire length inside you, hitting you so deep that you practically choke.

“So tight—it’s so good, baby,” Bokuto kisses you again, both hands on your waist, and his fingers dig into your flesh as he drags his cock out—only for him to push it right back in, feeling your greedy pussy suck it in like it needs it there.

“You take me so well,” His pace is merciless after that.

Plunging his dick into your cute little cunt, losing himself in the liquid heat that your walls hug him with, making you cry and moan as your hands hold onto him for dear life.

And he babbles any dirty thought that comes to mind, continuously gliding his cock in and out of you—feeling impossibly thick inside you—and your nails drag down his back as you feel that tightness in your clit and lower belly ready to explode.

“Shit, my baby is so messy,” Bokuto manages to look down as he fucks you, mesmerized by the way his girth stretches your pretty pussy.

He watches how his length is shiny with your creamy juices every time he pulls out—making him tremble and whimper because fuck, he’s already so close to cumming.

“I want to feel you cum,” Bokuto looks at you again, and he leans down to wrap his lips around a sensitive spot on the side of your neck while one of his hands comes down to touch your clit. “Can you do that for me, baby?”

He doesn’t even need to ask because god—you’re already so close.

That buzzing ache just growing stronger and needier—all you need is some friction against your clit—

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck—Ko—!”

And Bokuto gives you just what you need as he suddenly rubs your puffy clit with his thumb—moving it in slow circles that drive you mad as your lower back snaps up, and your muscles tense while your orgasm ripples through you.

“There you go, such a good girl,” Bokuto purrs, voice throaty, as he continues to lick and suck at your neck, and your nails dig into his back as you cry—tears threatening to spill from your eyes—as he fucks you through your orgasm, feeling yourself gush out fluids as you squirt.

“You’re so tight around me, baby,” Bokuto pulls back, and he’s quick with his movements as he sits up and on his knees—bringing you with him as he guides you to sit on his lap, and he grins, eyes half-lidded. “You look so pretty when you cum for me, too.”

And then he plunges his cock inside you, holding you by your ass and giving it a harsh squeeze as he bounces you on his lap, hitting you even deeper in this position that you feel dizzy and numb and electrified.

“That feel good, baby?” His voice is deceptively calm despite him fucking up into you like a madman, seemingly determined to make you feel his dick in your throat. “You like it when I fuck you like this?”

You nod, mouth open and drool spilling from how dazed you are, and he gives your cheek a gentle kiss as he twitches inside you—so close to cumming.

He watches you with determination as you bounce on his cock, how his jersey on you rides up to show your pussy taking him all in like the good girl that you are for him.

And he’s breathless as he wets his lips, his balls slapping your abused folds and ass—creating the sound of skin smacking on wet skin—and he clenches his teeth. “I’m gonna cum, baby.”

You whimper, holding onto his broad shoulders as he pistons inside you, causing your fluids to gush out with every thrust.

“Can I fill you with my cum?” You find it silly that he even asks that because not once have you ever said no.

You bob your head as best as you can, hugging him and resting your chin on his shoulder as he fucks into your soul in this position—being dragged up and down by his strength since you lost any energy to move on your own.

“God—“ You hear Bokuto let out a sharp exhale, his grip like iron on your body, and wet moans spill past your lips as you feel yourself let out another gushing orgasm, screaming as you spasm around his dick—squelching noises mix with your moan to show how soaked and wrecked you are. “Shit—baby, you’re getting me all messy, too.”

You don’t have it in you to reply.

You just let out small whimpers and gasps as he gets greedy with you—seemingly uncaring of his strength and size as he abuses your swollen and dripping pussy until Bokuto cums, and you’re full with his load to the point it starts leaking with how much he’s pumping inside you.

But he doesn’t stop there.

He doesn’t want to leave your sweet cunt so soon—it feels too warm and plush for him to pull out.

So he carefully lays you down—dick still inside you—and hooks one hand under the bend of your knee to lift one of your legs and—

And he continues to fuck you.

Deep and slow, mixing your fluids as he pushes his cum further inside you, hearing the slickness of it with every glide of his cock along your walls.

And when Bokuto slowly brings you back up to another orgasm that night—your poor pussy throbbing around him as your entire body goes limp—

He captures your lips with his, kissing you so achingly soft and lovingly, murmuring against your mouth, “I’m sorry, baby, you just look so good with my stuff on you.”

At least now you know exactly how to rile Bokuto whenever you need him to fuck you like this again.

End.

> Masterpost

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forusomimiya · 11 months

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Kuroo doesn’t like polyamory, but he would share his girlfriend with his best friend.

"That's it, that's how she likes it... feel free to take her throat whenever you want boo".

Bokuto can only smile as he feels in the palm of his hand, which grips your neck hanging upside down on the edge of the bed, his cock going in and out perfectly.

“And you babygirl… are ya going to let me take care of your cunt while you play with bokkun? Can you stand it?"

He asks as he kneels between your spread legs and caresses your pussy as slowly as a sweet torture.

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mayumiiyuu · 11 months

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Love!!!! I've 🍃🍃 and I just had the best idea for a Bokuto story! Imagine you are dating sweet himbo bokuto and after about 6 months you confess to him that you're a masochist (like Hori in Horimiya). You ask him to degrade you in public and he just can't because of how much he loves you and respects you. You keep encouraging him and eventually when you're being extra bratty during his MSBY practice, he calls you an attention craving slut or something infront of the team and drags you off home "you're going to regret asking me to degrade you". 😍😍😍😍😍

I LOVE YOUR MIND SO MUCH!!!!! I will give u a consensual smooch in the brain if you’d let me!!!

18+ content!!! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT (pls)

timeskip! bokuto x reader

warnings: degradation, jealousy, spit kink

Bokuto loves you so much, more than anything or anyone else in the world, so when you told him that you wanted to be degraded by him in public, it through him for a loop. This boy does nothing but praise you so he’s lowkey questioning whether or not you actually liked it when he praised you in bed huhuhu poor baby boy just doesn’t know what to do with himself.

He’s so shy whenever you mention it, too, always so timid and blushy whenever you bring it up, especially when you beg for him to do it while you guys are in public.

but bokuto has his limits, and you were going to make sure to push every single one of his buttons until you got your way<33

usually you’d be a little quiet during his practices, giving him a little whoop here and there for motivation. but this time? you wanted to be an absolute menace. you’d say hi to him and his teammates, but this time you went so far as to giving them all a big hug, except for bokuto who only got a kiss on the cheek from you >:0 mans is fuming silently as you pay more attention to the other MSBY jackals rather than him, despite his silence, his serves and spikes are hard enough to take out someone’s hand as he slowly gets more frustrated.

he finally hit the tipping point when all of them were finally done with practice, you approached sakusa with such an innocent smile on your face, the man totally unaware of your devious plan to make your significant other jealous.

“hi kiyoomi!” you beamed, holding up your hand ina small wave, to which he responded with a wave back, only for you to take his hand and measure it out against yours. “wow, your hands are so big! good job on your serves today, I see you’ve really improved—“

“is that how it is, (name)? you wanna act like an attention seeking slut while your boyfriend’s around? hm?” bokuto all but yells out, causing the rest of the people within the vicinity to jump, and you take your hand away from sakusa’s almost immediately.

bokuto grabs you by your wrist as he drags you towards the locker room. kiyoomi winces as he sees the death glare bokuto gives you.

as soon as you’re inside, he basically slams you against one of the lockers, wrists held tightly in his hands as he pins them above your head, leaving you a cowering, vulnerable mess. in spite of his rough treatment, you feel your legs quiver in anticipation, a wet spot forming in your panties as you feel his hot breath against your cheek as he leans in closer to whisper in your ear.

“you’re gonna fucking regret asking me to degrade you, because from now on, you only get to respond to names like slut, whore, and cumdump? are we clear?”

you couldn’t have nodded your head faster at his words, he presses closer to you, grabbing you by your thighs which tell you one thing: jump. and you do, wrapping your legs around his torso as he ruts into you, mouth on yours in a heated kiss, you can’t help but moan as he bites your lower lip. feeling how hard he is through his shorts, you pull him to you closer, wrap your legs around his waist tighter, wanting nothing more but friction between your aching cunt and his thick cock.

suddenly, you feel yourself being dropped onto the floor, wincing as you feel the cold tile hit your knees. bokuto pulls out his cock from his shorts, slapping up against his abdomen, already leaking beads of precum along his tip. you can’t help but drool at the sight of him. noticing your stare, he smirks, grabbing you by your hair, using his other hand to open your mouth with his thumb pressed upon your lower lip.

“fucking cock hungry slut,” he spits into your mouth, and your swallow it happily. “‘m gonna make such a fucking mess of this pretty face.”

#bokuto koutaro x reader #haikyuu!!#anime x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #bokuto x reader smut #bokuto smut #bokuto koutarou #bokuto koutarou smut

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hinaspen · 2 years

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some random thought I had at 4am. you're welcome

warnings: fem!reader, smut, creampie (?)

he says "let's cuddle, baby ♥︎" whilst looking at you with the most loving, pleading, adorable eyes. next thing you know, he has you laid in front of him, your legs spread open, fervently making love to you. his face is contorted with pure bliss, letting out the hottest, sweetest moans, as your hot, wet pussy tightens against his dick. his speed and volume increase before he's painting your insides white. oh, btw he isn't finished after one round. he goes for multiple rounds after, with breaks in between of course.

HINATA, BOKUTO, kuroo, nishinoya, goshiki, LEV, oikawa, semi, yamaguchi, SUGAWARA

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rinneverse · 7 months

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࿐ ♡ ˚ . 𝒃𝒐𝒌𝒖𝒕𝒐-𝒔𝒂𝒏! — 𝐛𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮. ˒ ⊹

just some nasty, nasty bokuto thoughts i had. reposted from my old acc! cw f!reader, creampie, mating press

MINORS + AGELESS BLOGS DNI. NSFW CONTENT AHEAD.

“bokuto-san, bokuto-san!”

“ahh, come on, pretty.. say—my—name!” bokuto punctuates each word with a well timed thrust, his cockhead kissing your cervix with every rut of his hips. he’s large, impossibly so, folding you in half as he pounds you silly.

“kou—ta—rou!” he urges you, one hand slipping in between the two of you to messily play with your clit as he pins your thighs down with his own broad chest. he’s suffocating, and your senses are filled with him, him, him.

you let out a wail, convulsing and twitching around him as you cum for the nth time that night. bokuto has an insane amount of stamina and you feel as if you’ve been going at it for days. it’s wet and messy as he jackhammers into you, the lewd squelch of your pussy and his own grunts and moans making a sinful sort of melody in your ears.

“please—fuck, please, say my name, m’ close, m’ so close,” bo whines, his thrusts growing messy and desperate. it almost hurts, the amount of orgasms he’s forced out of you, but by some god given miracle you can feel another one cresting. you shake as you grab him tightly, kiss bruised lips parting to cry out, “koutarou!”

that seems to do it in for him—his hips stutter before he’s letting out an animalistic groan, head drooping to nuzzle into the crook of your neck as spurts of cum paint your walls white.

“fuuuuuck,” he whines, hips twitching as he rides out his orgasm inside you. the feeling of his release sends you over one final time, your legs shaking and tensing as you fall over the edge into bliss. you think you can feel your brain melting out of your ears, the only thing remaining being the feeling of bokuto all around you.

please don't repost on other platforms. rbs and comments are super appreciated ♡ !! @bitchcraftinc

#haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #bokuto koutarou x reader #bokuto koutarou smut #☆ oakie writes #oak needs water…#☆ c.bokuto #i genuinely don’t remember which blog i posted this on tbh but i found this in my notes again and spruced it up #insane of me to write something like this methinks #bitchcraftinc

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emmyrosee · 2 years

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Idc y’all… Bokuto likes thicc women.

When you’re out and about, his hand always be on your waist, thumb running along the curve and occasionally squeezing the meat when he’s feeling possessive as others stare at you.

He’s your biggest hype man, the first comments you get on Instagram are from him and his absolutely suggestive words. He just finds you so delicious, and he’s about to make that everyone’s problem.

When you’re shopping, oh baby you’re leading the way, and he follows like an obedient little mutt, carrying your bags and sitting in the dressing room for you to come out and strut your sexy ass around, practically salivating when something hugs your ass and curves a little too tight.

He’s so obsessed with you it’s almost refreshing, he’s always opening doors and buying you the most beautiful flowers and jewelry, you tease him and tell you he’s basically a sugar daddy, to which he shrugs and says “it’s a life I’m willing to live for you, babydoll.” “And they say chivalry is dead.”

He loves tossing you around like a rag doll when you’re intimate, relishing in the gasps you send him each and every time. He loves sinking his teeth into your plush body, marking your stomach and thighs with hickeys that last far too long.

If anyone dare and I do mean dare look at you in any way other than absolute respect, be it judgmental or creepy, he’s jamming his tongue down your throat and keeping eye contact with whoever dare disrespect his beautiful lady.

Of course he sees Atsumu’s eyes dance over your body at sponsor events. And naturally, hinata is the first one to turn and look when you’re cheering for them. Even Sakusa has bought you a drink or two, but he’s proud of it; he knows you’re too sexy for your own good, and he knows you wear it like a badge of honor, and so long as your eyes show hearts for him and him alone, he’s got no problem in flaunting you to his boys.

He can’t help that he scored an absolute queen; who would he be to keep you all to himself and not let you be worshipped like the goddess you are?

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ushiwhacka · 1 year

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time skip! bokuto kōtarō + fem! reader | mdni | 1,578 words | established relationship, mirror sex, fingering, creampie, implied insecure reader, bokuto wants to show you how pretty you look for him <3

bokuto has been watching you all night, amber eyes following your fingers as they run over the stem of the wine glass, your hand wrapping around the thin strap sliding down your shoulder, chewing on your lips as you scan the room for him. he knows you hate it when he stares, but he can’t help it. you’re the prettiest girl in the room. the prettiest girl in the world. he’d look at you only for the rest of his life if he could. and maybe that’s impossible, but he can look at you only for the rest of the night.

now standing in front of the full-length mirror in your bedroom, he should be focusing on unbuttoning your dress. it’s already a difficult enough task for him, his fingers too large and clumsy to deal with the tiny, slippery buttons that run across the length of the dress. but how can he? you look breathtaking, skin glowing in the dimmed warm light and nearly feverish to the touch. maybe it was the wine that you had over dinner. or maybe you’re just flustered at how his eyes are raking over your form in the mirror, how his tongue peeks out just slightly to wet his lips, how he leans in to inhale the scent of you, hair tickling his nose. it’s both, probably. the feeling of your skin burns against his knuckles. and his breathing becomes more laboured with each breath as he fumbles with the delicate fabric.

“you’re so beautiful,” kōtarō whispers before he presses his lips to the top of your ear, then trails little kisses down the side of your neck, your eyes meeting as he nips at your shoulder. he wraps his arms around your chest, brute strength keeping you in place. “do you know how beautiful you are, hm?”

he never tries to hide his feelings. his love is unreserved, so freely expressed, so overwhelming. and you yearn to bask in his warm, bright light, but your body is frozen in place. and you can’t silence the nagging voice that’s always questioning if you’re good enough for him. “kōtarō,” clutching at his arms, you try to squirm away from his grip, “please let go.”

but he’s slightly tipsy and very much in love with you, so he isn’t going to give up. “let me show you how i see you.” the faint whisper of his voice as he nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck makes your skin tingle. it feels like you’re holding his beating heart in your hands. and you yearn to see yourself through his eyes, shimmering and perfect. he waits until you nod to slip the straps down your shoulders and lets the beautiful dress he bought for you pool on the floor.

you can hear your own heartbeat and the blood rushing through your veins as you stand in front of the mirror, bare aside from a pair of seamless panties. eyes darting across the room as you try to focus on anything but your naked form and how embarrassing it is to be so exposed.

his hands move to cup your breasts gently, thumbs circling your pebbling nipples. “they’re so pretty. look.” the pads of his digits sink into the fat of your tits as he squeezes them, pinching your hardened nubs between his thumb and forefinger until your eyes meet once again. “fit perfectly in my hands, see?”

words stick to your throat as you take in the reflection of your bodies intertwined. and you start to understand the appeal. your body looks so soft against the wall of corded muscles behind you. and his eyes are more of a burning fire than amber as he looks at you like you’re the only thing that exists in the universe. like he would die for you.

something about how he’s still completely clothed makes the blood rush to your head. and you start to notice little details, your chest heaving, lips swollen from biting down on them, and you think you might look like the heroine of one of those erotic novels you like to read in secret. and it makes your pussy flutter with excitement.

bokuto traces your spine, marking his way down with sloppy kisses as he kneels behind you. then his lips move to the back of your thighs and he tugs your soaked panties down until they’re lying around your feet. and you’re completely naked and his for the taking.

“you’re the prettiest girl in the whole world,” he says it like it’s an indisputable fact. and you believe he means it. and he believes it too.

arms scramble to cover your bits as he pushes the tan leather armchair behind you to face the mirror. but then it all happens so quickly - bokuto sitting down, grabbing you by the hips to pull you onto his lap, and then forcing your feet on the armrests. your legs stretched so wide it’s painful.

his lips are grazing your ear again. “fuck, baby, look at you.” your gaze is trained on his hand as it moves across your hip bone and down your pelvis. thick fingers teasing your plump pussy lips. skin so soft he almost feels like his touch might spoil it. “you see how cute your little cunt is?”

a pearlescent drop of slick drips from your hole, and god, you look sinful. like temptation itself. you should be embarrassed. gushing and throbbing at the tiniest of compliments. but you don’t. the only thing on your mind is how you want your boyfriend to do every nasty thing you’ve ever read, seen, and imagined in your most desperate moments.

his grip on your chin keeps your eyes on the mirror while he uses his other hand to play with your pussy. you’re a whiny mess as he slowly runs his middle finger down your slit, cooing against your jaw.

“is my baby needy?”

you whimper at the friction as he dips two digits inside you. it’s cruel how he’s moving so slowly, working you open around his fingers. stretching your walls, but avoiding the soft, spongy spot you’re aching for him to touch. he notices your frustration by the way you squirm in his lap, the plush of your ass pressing into his dick which is so painfully hard at this point. but he can’t just give you what you want. you have to ask for it, take it for yourself.

“be a good girl and tell me what you want.”

brain foggy with lust, you scramble to string a few words together. “wan’ your cock, please, please, please.” it comes out slurred and pathetic but it’s good enough for him. he’s yours.

you buck your hips helplessly as he presses his length to your folds. and he’s going to give you just what you want but he’s never seen you so desperate for him, so horny and needy and he just wants a moment to memorise every detail. it’s the look in your eyes as you watch yourself grinding on his cock that almost stops his breath. he can’t hold back any longer.

so he sheathes himself inside your tight pussy in one stroke and starts bouncing you on his cock, not sparing even a second for you to adjust to how he’s just about splitting you in half. but you forget all about it as your brain becomes foggy with the mess of your two bodies pressed together. his forearms straining and veins protruding from the effort of lifting you up and down so eagerly. his thick thighs spread and twitching below you. and then, the way your tits are bouncing and his large hands on your hips. and, fuck, the way his fat cock is stretching you open, your cunt fluttering around the girth. you think you can feel him all the way in your belly, no mercy as he’s bullying your insides.

it feels even better when you allow yourself to let go. lips wet and parted and spilling the most delicious moans he has ever heard in his life. he’s not any less of a needy mess than you. “you’re taking me so well, fuck.” lips pressed to the crook of your neck and panting. “you’re such a good fucking girl.”

the most obscene sloshing, squishing sounds fill the room as your little pussy is leaking slick around his cock, dripping all the way down to his balls. “the best girl.” your eyes are rolling to the back of your head, so drunk on his cock, drunk on his praise. “the best pussy.” he’s nearly incoherent himself. and when he feels your cunt throbbing and clamping down around him, he pulls you down by the waist, bucking his hips up into your ass at an almost brutal pace. “f-fuck, let me hear how - fuck,” something about the way his voice cracks makes your walls squeeze tighter. “how sweet you sound.” and all you can do is blubber as he fucks you through your orgasm and fills your pussy so full of cum that it’s dripping down his length. and you think you might pass out.

but it’s not enough. you want more. you want to be stuffed full to the brim for as long as you can keep your eyes open. “i wan’ more cum.” your hips seem to move on their own as you whine and paw at bokuto’s thighs. “please just o-one more.”

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