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#haikyuu bokuto x reader
xfgpng · 1 year
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𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 —
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— : [ nsfw ] infidelity, fluff, fingering, cunnilingus, size kink, unprotected sex, pet names, mutual pining (not really angsty) + breeding kink
— : wc : 674
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it was so wrong the way he made you feel. your body had tingles all over, goosebumps rising along the inside of your thighs and your arms. you couldn’t even bring yourself to feel guilty because he was willing and ready to make you feel good.
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better than he could ever make you feel. you were certain your boyfriend, his best friend, didn’t even care about you during sex. he seemed more interested in getting his dick wet before he’d pass out and then get up to play his games.
“you always smell so good baby” bokuto groans, kissing your clit before sucking on it. he always did this when he was between your legs, ready to give you anything and everything you asked for.
“hurry” you pout, feeling frustrated from not being able to see him all week. you needed him so badly but he always loved to appreciate every part of your body.
“i know baby, let me have this yeah?” he grins, licking his lips as his eyes roam your bare body. he loved how beautiful you looked laid out on his sheets. “god, your body is so beautiful”
you try to cover your face, feeling overwhelmed but he grabs your wrist.
“don’t hide baby, let me see your pretty face” bokuto smiles, “don’t you wanna see me when i fuck you?”
he doesn’t give you a moment to respond, ring and middle finger slipping inside you easily. your body feels on fire, legs shaking from the intensity of his rhythm. he moves his fingers fast, enjoying how fast you’re approaching your high.
he loves watching you. you take it so well every time and he never feels bad about wanting you in anyway he can have you.
he leans down to kiss your pussy again, tongue flat against your slit as he eats you out. he loves the taste of your pussy.
he takes your hand and places it in his hair, silently encouraging you to grip. you pull a little harder than he anticipated but he moans, sucking onto your clit once more as you ride his face.
“that’s it baby, cum on my tongue” he groans, his tongue joining his fingers.
you moan was louder, legs shaking and threatening to close around his head if it wasn’t for his broad shoulders. he was just so big and it always turned you on to see how easily he could manhandle you.
he grins, lips and chin shining with your cum and you pout, once again trying to hide your face behind your hands.
“ready sweet thing?” he spreads your legs and he rubs his cock through your folds. he was so big and veiny, always stretching you out to your limit and you loved it. you could feel him in your stomach for days.
“no condom” you say when he goes to get one, “please, need to feel you”
he could cum right there. he knows you’ve never let your boyfriend fuck you raw and he’d complain about it to their friend group. bokuto didn’t like the way he disrespected you and it’s why he was ready to please you whenever you wanted.
the first thrust is always slow and gentle. saying he was big was an understatement and he would never hurt you in a way you didn’t like or ask for. your pussy felt so soft and velvety, so wet from how turned on you were and it took everything in him not to cum just from bottoming out.
“fuck ko” you moan, high and needy and he snaps, gripping your waist hard enough to hurt as he picks up a steady and fast pace. he knows you like when he’s gentle but your favourite was always like this. when he fucked you like he didn’t care for you.
like you were nothing but a toy, little cock slut who would happily open up her legs for him even when you had a stupid boyfriend.
“gonna breed you” he bites your jaw, “you’ll feel me for days”
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heartsoji · 1 year
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WHO WOULD CONFESS FIRST
pairings: bokuto x reader, kenma x reader, akaashi x reader, atsumu x reader, osamu x reader, iwaizumi x reader, suga x reader (separate)
overview: would you or the hq boy confess first?
warnings: a lot of abbreviations used, aged up in iwa's, mentions of drinking in iwa's, mild swearing
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BOKUTO KOUTARO
bokuto!
pls there's no way he wouldnt
he'd literally probs cry and force u to take it back if u did
i think his confession would be very cute and heartwarming
he'd probs come with some classic red roses, a cute teddy bear, and just tell u straight up that he likes you
"hey, y/n. yk, i feel like we've known each other for a while now, and i think ur a rlly amazing person, yk? i just wanted to tell you that i like you now, and its totally up to you if you do too and wanna take this somewhere." or smth. it would have the same mood and tone as when he was talking with akaashi outside after his first nationals match about how he was reflecting on his last 3 years of hs vb if u remember that scene
he'd probs be a bit nervous and a little sheepish bc he's honestly rlly scared to lose you
it wouldn't be in public, but it wouldn't be in total private either. probably somewhere like a park or smth while ugs r out and about
he'd be the happiest guy in the world if u said yes (why wouldn't u)
he'd drop the roses and teddy and pull you into a rib-crushing bear hug and spin you around laughing
pls hes such a sweetie
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KOZUME KENMA
either
mmm i could rlly see it going either way
bc on one hand, i don't rlly see kenma as the type to want to confess bc he'd probs feel uncomfy with it
but on the other hand, he's bsfs with kuroo soo
if you confessed he'd probably shyly accept it and try to bite back the stupidly wide grin trying to form on his face and he'd be very cute and flustered
now if he confessed
lets see
if kuroo let him do it his own way but still made him do it, kenma would def choose somewhere private
the most likely scenario is that he'd probs give u a short and sweet confession whilst ugs r playing a video game or watching smth
he probs wouldn't bring a gift, but there's a chance he'd bring chocolate!
it would be very subtle, sweet, and kenma-like
now
if kuroo played a good hand in this
it would probs get screwed up
bc kenma would think kuroos idea was stupid but kuroo went on with his own idea
what i think would probs happen is kuroo would like put letters and flowers in ur locker and pretend to be kenma or smth and then be like "come to the rooftop -ur secret admirer" but then he forgets to tell kenma to go to the rooftop and everything is screwed up
ORR he makes u and kenma go to like an amusement park or smth but then kenma hates it so ugs leave and he confesses to u on the walk home or smth
his confession wouldn't be very long. "i like you." "huh?" (no reply) "kenma, do you mean that?" "yeah."
LOLL
kuroo is a 0/10 wingman
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AKAASHI KEIJI
akaashi!
he's a very traditional gentleman
he'd bring some sort of symbolic flower with nice meanings like pink camellias, red chrysanthemums, dahlias, gardenias, etc paired with white baby's breaths
i could also just see him going with roses bc they're classic
he'd take you somewhere nice
a nice restaurant or a hilltop picnic, maybe
it would honestly probs be on valentines day or some other date that he liked the sound of (like 1/11 or smth. he wanted it to be a pretty-sounding date)
he'd plan everything out very carefully and it would be so romantic
"y/n... ur the most beautiful girl i've ever met. you're sweet, kind, thoughtful, and you make me so happy. when i'm with you, i forget about all my worries and im able to just be myself, and for that, i truly thank you. y/n, you make me a better person. will you be my valentine?"
when you accepted, he'd let out a sigh of relief and gently hold your hand and whisper a soft "thank you" that gives u so many butterflies
very romantic and very well thought-out
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MIYA ATSUMU
you!
this might be a tad bit controversial
idk i just feel like he's never confessed before and doesn't even know how
he'd be scared to lose u and scared that he'll be rejected and his pride will be wounded
the most likely scenario i can think of is this:
on valentines day, you, his bsf, put a love letter along with some candy on his desk
ofc he doesn't see it or read it bc he gets so many that he doesn't rlly read them if he doesn't recognize the name, and u didn't put ur name on the envelope
later that day, ugs r walking together and just chatting when the topic of love letters and valentines stuff comes up
and at some point, u casually mention that u gave someone a love letter to someone
bro literally chokes on his drink and his heart drops to someone
"WHO"
"hmm.. idk if i should tell u"
"TELL MEEEE IM UR BSFFF"
"idk.. should i rlly?"
"Y/NNNN"
"fine, u big baby. i'll give u a hint. they're on the volleyball team."
"HUH? WHO IS IT? IS IT KITA? ARAN? wait don't tell me its suna? OHMIGOSH IS IT SAMU? NO PLS DONT TELL ME ITS SAMU"
"its not."
"oh thank god. who is it?"
"you."
"HUH"
yeah
he tries to play it cool but hes literally so flustered and its so obvious
when he accepts he tries to keep up the cool act but at some he just abandons it and swoops u up into a rlly giddy happy hug
hes a big dorky baby rlly, but hes ur big dorky baby ig
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MIYA OSAMU
osamu!
he'd confess with food bc duh
food is the way to the heart
im still deciding on whether he'd make chocolates or just like onigiris or smth but im kinda leaning towards onigiris bc it just seems more him
he'd make some rlly good chocolate tho
either way, it'd be pretty chill
"here." *hands onigiri to u*
"huh? what's this for?" *takes a bite* "thanks tho."
"y/n, i like you."
*almost chokes* "huh?"
"r u serious?"
"dead serious."
"like r u actually being fr?"
"so fr."
"r u sure ur not playing w/ me?"
"u never shut up, do ya?"
and then he kisses u on the lips to shut up, catching u off guard
"i'm a pretty damn good cook. that's fuckin amazing"
"TF"
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IWAIZUMI HAJIME
you!
tbh at first i thought iwa but after giving it a little more thought, i don't think he would ( i can imagine a few scenarios in which he would, but i feel its a bit unlikely! )
he rlly treasures ur friendship, and losing it would be his literal worst nightmare
bro had no intention of ever revealing it tbh
if you confessed, he'd probs honestly just play it rlly cool bc hes genuinely so effortlessly like dominant its so ADJHHDAAH
HOWEVER i love the idea of iwa confessing ( i don't think he would but uh i want him to) so i thought up a lot of scenarios i could see happening, but the one i'm the most satisfied with is this:
him picking up his phone at 4am in the morning to here your drunk ass mumbling abt some shit he can't remember but his car is under repairs so he runs to pick you up
he arrives quickly and when you see him, you run and jump into his arms, giddily drunk
he carries you back on his back, and at some point, you drunkily mumble how you like him (ig even in this u ended up confessing first lol)
he mumbles how he does too, but decides to wait until you're sober to address it
when you're sober the next day, he confronts you
"hey, so uh, y/n?"
"yeah?"
"yesterday... when u were drunk, u... said some stuff."
"oh gosh. what embarrassing shit did i say this time?"
"you said that you liked me."
"oh."
then there's the awkward process of "did u mean it?" "yeah." "oh ok. i like u too"
then yay! couple!
sweet
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SUGAWARA KOSHI
suga!
it'd be a very classic high school confession
he'd ask u to meet somewhere private, special, or sentimental/significant to ugs
rosy-eared, he'd ask u to be his gf nervously
super super happy when u say yes
this one's short bc i've alr talked abt it in a diff post. it's the falling in love w/ sugawara koshi one :) go check it out!
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samanthaa-leanne · 3 months
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Secret Marriage
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After a tough game all Kōtarō wanted to do was go home and relax. Being on the road for games could be exhausting. Today was no different, even though his team won in straight sets. He had been on the road for the last week and a half and all he wanted to do was lay in bed snuggled up with you and the kiddos. However, before he could do that he had to do his post-game interview. 
“And here comes the player of the night, Kōtarō Bokuto. Bokuto do you mind if we ask you a few questions?” The interviewer asked as Bokuto stopped in front of him. 
With a smile on his face, he answered, “Of course! Ask away!”
The interviewer began to ask their first questions but stopped midway through it when they noticed the ink on his ring finger. “When did you get that tattoo?” 
Bokuto was confused at first. Tattoo? He didn’t have any tattoos. He then followed the interviewer's gaze to his ring finger and laughed as the memory of him getting it came back. 
“Oh, this! I can’t wear my wedding ring when I play so I got this for when I’m on the court.” 
“Wait, you're married?” The interviewer asked confusion written all over their face. 
A moment of panic washed over Bokuto as he realized his mistake. Nobody knew that he was married. You guys had decided to keep it a secret so you could live a relatively normal life. “Oh fuck. My wife is going to murder me in front of our kids. They are both amazing by the way. My daughter is for sure going to be the best libero in women's volleyball one day and my son is going to be an even better ace than me.” Bokuto laughs as the interviewer stares at him like he just grew two heads. 
“How old are your kids?”
“They're both 6! They're twins. My wife and I have been together since high school. I couldn’t do half of the things I do without her by my side. She’s my biggest supporter and the love I have for her is overwhelming. She comes to all of my games. Sometimes she brings the kids, but most of the time it’s just her cheering me on in the crowd. I guess nobody has noticed her since nobody knew about us.” Bokuto says with a chuckle. 
“Well, that sure is something.” The interviewer says with a chuckle of their own. “Is she here today?”
Bokuto looks up at the crowd and notices you right away. He makes sure to make it look like he’s still looking as he silently asks if you want people to know who you are. You give him a slight nod as you shake your head at him with a laugh. 
“She’s right there.” He says as he points to you, the interviewer and the cameraman following his finger. You give a small wave to the camera, your other hand coming up to rub your very pregnant belly. 
“Are you guys expecting?” The interviewer asks, turning his attention back to Bokuto. 
“Oh yeah! I guess I forgot about that too.” He answers with a chuckle, as he runs his fingers through his hair. 
You can’t help but laugh alongside Bokuto. He might be clueless but he’s the best husband you could have asked for. You end up making your way down to where he is and stand beside him as he finishes his interview. Bokuto holding your hand through the whole thing. As you looked up at him you couldn’t help but fall even more in love with him.
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errihaienx · 10 months
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⟡ K. Bokuto ‧₊˚ ┊hates being called 'crazy' but is 'crazy in love'
contains : fluff , possibly offensive terms such as "dumb, air-head" & more
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contrary to popular belief, Kōtarō Bokuto is not fond of being labeled as crazy or a "dumb air-head but good at volleyball" out of the blue.
he knows deep down that these descriptions do not define him; he's simply being true to himself. he thinks that the people who cheer for him during a volleyball match were the same people who call him those names. however, due to his unpredictable and ever-changing personality, he surprisingly doesn't mind when Kuroo and his teammates refer to him in that manner. yes, he's a complex and enigmatic individual.
there are times when he dislikes being called the "crazy captain owl-head."
other times, he can't stand being referred to as the "crazy emo."
it also annoys him when Konoha playfully teases him with "CRAZY OWL CRAZY OWL."
overall, he detests being called 'crazy,' although he playfully expresses his irritation while internally feeling agitated.
however, when the term "crazy in love" is used to describe him, he can't bring himself to dislike it because it's true – he's completely head over heels.
"baby, don't you wanna watch me later?" he murmured, snuggling his head against your left shoulder while you worked on his duffle bag, adjusting the strap and organizing his belongings.
"no, I have things to do," you replied curtly.
his response was a pained groan as he nuzzled closer to your shoulder, his arms wrapping around your waist, causing you to pause your task.
"baby, I'm doing something—"
"I just want you to see me play," he said, his voice filled with sadness.
you gently tousled his hair and turned his face towards you, offering him a warm smile that made him unconsciously smile in return.
he immediately covered his mouth, trying not to give in to your charms. you pouted, and he softened, his brow furrowing as he accepted his fate.
"this is unfair!" he protested, his pout nearly reaching the ground.
you pressed your index finger against his lips and planted a kiss on his forehead.
he closed his eyes, his mind clouded by your loving actions, feeling the comfort of your presence and the depth of your love. Kuroo's voice echoed in his mind, proclaiming, "the crazy owl emo's crazy in love."
and indeed, he cannot bring himself to hate being referred to as "crazy in love."
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magatoki · 2 years
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Texts with Bokuto and his pregnant spouse
A/N: Look at me posting things other than what was requested
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on second thought don't look at me
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strawberrykake · 2 years
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🎓 When you’re crying at your graduation 🎓
notes: requested, reader is graduating and is emotional, congrats class of 2022!
tsukishima, semi, bokuto
➛ tsukishima ࿐ྂ *ೃ༄
you were talking to your friends and family as they gifted you leis and balloons
you couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed by so many emotions: relief, happiness, nostalgia, sadness
meanwhile, tsukki was still swimming through the crowd, searching for you
it’s a good thing he was a tall tree bc he could overlook the swarm of humans and find just right where you were
when he sees you wiping your face with the large sleeve of your gown, he sprints
just full on charges through the crowd and people had to swerve aside to let the man go
then, you feel a tap on your shoulder
turning around, you find a worrisome Tsukki who pulls you into a hug
it felt nice finally being in an embrace with the one you’ve been waiting for most throughout the night
When your teary eyes met his in the audience, Tsukki felt a sudden urge to jump down and cradle you in his arms
it was a good thing Yamaguchi was there to calm him down
“Congrats, graduate.” Worry fades from his eyes when he sees you smile.
“Enough crying,” he scolds, wiping your tears with his hand.
you nod, despite the sobs that continue to release from you
A bunch of cameras flash around you two as your family took photos of the moment to commemorate it.
But you both ignore the flashes, bringing each other into another hug.
➛ semi ࿐ྂ *ೃ༄
when they announced your name, you walked up the stage
you hear all your friends cheering and hollering for you
semi sends a loud whistle your way
getting all caught up the moment, you can’t help but be emotional, tears pricking your eyes as you receive your diploma and wave at the section where your loved ones were
you blow a kiss over to a particular silver-haired person who smiles back and sends you a hand-kiss back
Even from a large distance, he could tell you were crying
And he wanted to jump over the gate and run to you, but he waited patiently until the ceremony was over when graduates could finally meet with their families and friends
In fact, he was the first one you saw
Taking you in one huge hug
And you felt your tears pool even more
his hand smooths over the back of your head, another soothing your back
“I’m so damn proud of you,” he says. “Congrats.”
Then gives you a kiss on the forehead.
It doesn’t take long when your family and some friends catch up
Semi moves back, bringing his camera up to take a bunch of photos
➛ bokuto ࿐ྂ *ೃ༄
doesn’t notice you crying
he’s too busy screaming your name as you receive your diploma
it was during the lei ceremony when Bokuto jumped on you, giving you the largest hug that he noticed your emotional nature
And he’s kissing your tears away
“Aw, don’t cry, baby…” Brings his arm around you and attempts to calm you down
everyone is waiting to hand you their gift for you like: 👁👄👁 are they gonna stop? *checks watch*
Akaashi had to tap Bokuto’s shoulder to bring him back
“Hmm?” the volleyball captain opens his eyes, cheek pressed against the top of your head and still hugging you.
It takes him a moment to realize the amount of people staring and he pulls away. “We can continue this later,” he whispers to you before moving aside and letting others greet and share their congratulations
he stands next to you like a bodyguard the whole time, holding heavy bags of gifts for you.
i wanna specially tag this to class of 2022 loves who read this <33
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karasunotebook · 2 years
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It's the Bokutos! (4/4)
Warning: 18+ content, timeskip!haikyuu, fem-bodied!reader, cursing, smut, overstimulation, slight breeding kink, dig bick Bokuto, Bokuto is very caring 🥺
one • two • three • masterlist
minors do not interact
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After two or was it three? Releases later, you thought he’d finally give you what you’ve been craving for the last month but he only spread your legs with his fingers which you had licked clean, holding your knees apart and kissing his way down your chest.
“Kou, what are you doing?”
“Wanna taste. It’s been a while. And plus,” he says, while kissing down your navel. He places a wet kiss on both your inner thighs. “I’m still warming you up.”
“Kou—oh,” you moan before you could argue, feeling his tongue slide up your folds and he groans.
“Shit, I missed this.” He continues to thrust his tongue into you, bulky arms wrapping around your thighs to move you closer to his face. “Delicious lil cunt,” he mumbles. Your moans encourage him to swipe his tongue in you faster, creating a squelching sound.
His stubby chin grinds against your cunt, creating a new sensation you wish you felt before. He starts twirling his wet muscle around your clit, bringing another whine out of you. He creates a rhythm against your taut area, urging you to your release. He moves his tongue down to clean up the spill you created, flattening it against your folds. He hums out of satisfaction against your pussy giving it one last kiss before heading back up to kiss your mouth, offering a taste of yourself once again.
“Are you ready?” He asks, rubbing his hardness under the cloth of his underwear. You snort.
“I’ve been ready for so long, I don’t know about you,” you say.
“Oh, honey,” he slips himself out of his remaining clothes. “I am. See for yourself,” he says, revealing his cock huge as ever with the red angry tip, dripping with precum. Your mouth almost waters at the sight. It’s been so long, you don’t remember it being that large. The size never fails to amaze you.
“Alright, darling,” he breathes, eyes scanning your naked form. “I’m going in.” His statement makes you laugh. But that laugh morphs into a moan when he pushes his tip into you. Not fully in but slowly pushing.
“Mmphm, still huge,” you whine. It only makes him groan hearing you talk about his size.
“Still tight,” he says, grunting, as he tries to push himself in without breaking or hurting you. It kind of frustrates you so you blurt out.
“Hurry and push it all in!” You start to grind against his shaft, making him lose the ounce of control he had left in him.
“Fuck.” He shoves his whole length into you, balls hitting against your skin. He pushes back out and thrusts into you at a leisurley pace, bringing his lips to your neck to pepper lazy kisses onto it.
“I miss you, I miss this,” you cry, a tear rolling down. It scares him at first when he sees your tear, making him freeze as his cock stays inside you, still hard.
“Are you okay, baby? You hurt?” he asks, tenderly holding your face.
“I’m fine Kou. J-just keep going. Don’t hold back, please.” He nods, breathing through his nose as he continues thrusting, gradually moving faster.
You were about to let out a loud moan when he dives down to kiss you, hips never stopping. “Shh, don’t wanna wake our baby,” he murmurs into the kiss. You nod, kissing him back, vibrations escaping your mouth as you try to bite back moans.
His balls begin to slap against your wet skin, when he pushes a thigh up against your chest to go deeper. “Shit!” Bokuto mutters several curses as his eyebrows furrow in concentration, hitting you in the right places. Places he’s memorized.
“Ah, fuck..feeling…good, baby?” he grunts, wanting to check on you. Making sure your not hurt anywhere. You were too out of it, feeling close to your next orgasm. You feel him give a hard thrust when you don’t answer. “Hmm?” he questions you again. You nod feverishly.
Bokuto bends down to your ear, his messy owl hair streaks tickling your cheek. “Use your words, love.” His voice is deep and sultry, that feeling in your stomach tighten.
“Y-yes, babe. It feels so, ah, good,” you breathe, trying not to scream from the way his cock is massaging your walls. You could feel his veins and the throbbing of his cock as he continues to swirl his hips. “I’m…almost there,” you whisper, practically breathless by this point. “Cum in me, Kou.” When he sends you a worried look, you give a reassuring nod. “Please.”
Ready to let go, your partner slows down and goes back on his knees, this time focusing on making deep and hard thrusts. He feels something in you, choosing to hit that particular spot, which makes you reach the breaking point.
“There you go, pretty. Mmph, that’s right,” Bokuto huffs. “Come on my cock.” Your release combined with the sight of your glistening and heaving chest makes him let go.
He groans, biting his lip as he watches himself enter in and out of you from the angle. Your wetness and his mixed together, seeping out of you. Overstimulation fills you both and you come once again, suprising you both. He laughs at your shocked expression and caresses your cheek once he halts his movements.
Bokuto’s stamina is endless. He could go on and on for hours. But he wants you to rest up so he pulls out of you, plunging his fingers to replace his cock. “You wan ‘em in, right…” he mumbles, pushing the essence back into your throbbing hole.
You hum in satisfaction as he moves himself back up to your lips giving you a tender kiss. “I love you, y/n, my darling.” He kisses you once more. “My wife.”
“My husband,” you call him breathlessly and kissing him back. “I love you.”
Your husband attempts to get up to go wash up but you push him back down. “Let’s stay a bit like this?” Of course he’s not gonna decline. He would never refuse a cuddle session with you.
“Okay,” he says with a giddy laugh. And you’re both laying, tangled together basking in each other’s warmth and scent.
He hums the same tune that he sang to your child, reminding you how grateful you were to have him as your husband and the father of your baby.
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sinfulpanda16 · 4 months
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He loves it when you sit on his back when he's doing pushups.
This almost never happens but when it does, he loves how it makes him feel like he's the strongest man for you. You're sitting on his back looking all cute and pretty counting his reps for him and although his diligence to going all the way down and pushing himself back up is causing him sweat he can't help but smile when he hears you giggling up there.
When he's done he'd give you a gentle kiss, "Thank you baby." and will probably want to keep you around to show off his muscles and strength some more. "Wanna help me with the rest of my workouts?" he asks smirking.
"Yes" you respond with a cute smile.
He picks you up and sits you on a counter nearby. He gives you another gentle kiss "Just keep being my cute cheerleader." he orders with a smirk.
Bakugou Katsuki, Shinsou Hitoshi, Kunigami Rensuke, Reo Mikage, Kuroo Tetsurou, Bokuto Koutarou, Gojo Saturou, Fushiguro Toji, Eren Yeager, Kyo Sohma, Ryo Kurokiba, Draken
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sir-kuroo · 8 months
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𖦹 f!reader, just rough unprotected sex
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HE HURT HIMSELF while playing volleyball again and just like the usual, you kissed his wound before keeping the medicine kit. "This hurts too," he whined and you gulped when he brought your hand over the huge bulge of his gray sweatpants, dragging it along his waistband, which you didn't hesitate to pull down. Your eyes widened as his erect cock popped upright. Your tongue reflexively moistened your lips at the delicious sight of it.
"Would you give it a kiss too?" He whispered under a sleazy grin.
"Which lips do you want?" You breathed out and you surely saw him get a tad bigger.
He ran his curled finger over your lips and you anticipated sucking it, but he pulled away.
"Is this one ready?" He asked while the tip of his fingers rubbed your pussy over your panties like he's squeezing the juice out of you. "Fuck..." He hissed, seeing how quickly he made you feel aroused. "Just the sight of my cock and you're this wet."
"P-Please..." You begged as you rolled your hips against his touch.
He groaned in return unable to hold back any longer. Positioning yourself over his lap, he set aside your panties and aligned his cock on your entrance. Without hesitations, he pushed his hips upwards, penetrating you deep.
You moaned and he grunted. He didn't bother taking it slow and he slammed with endless speed, making you wrap your arms around his strong body. "W-Wait! Wait! I can't...take it!" You pleaded but he didn't budge, instead he got both of his palms on the surface of the bed, pushing himself up and down against you and showing you who's in control. You felt your inside heating up as his dick felt like tearing you apart yet it felt so good you're about to lose your mind. Your head swung back not bearing the intensity and soon, you let go of your hold of him, your back falling in bed. He hovered you, not letting go. With such force, he rammed into you finishing himself. You convulsed, cumming hard around him at the same time.
You both caught your breaths and he placed gentle kisses on your temple. "Does this hurt?" He asked, tenderly touching your pussy. "Do I have to give it a kiss?" He whispered and you knew you couldn't stop him. Your head started spiraling when he sucked you in, bringing you back in bliss again probably for the entire night.
—♡ kuroo, bokuto, oikawa, atsumu, lev, osamu, iwaizumi, ushijima, terushima, daichi, hirugami
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sluttsumu · 8 months
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☆ — breeding you
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“ohmyfuckingod” you whine.
it’s been hours of him relentlessly pounding you, flipping you from position to position. but you love it, and he does too. watching you love drunk on his cock with hearts in your pupils, it’s adorable.
it’s a cute sight really, your ankles next to his ears while your knees hover over the sheets.
“gonna fill you up,” thrust. “wanna be a mommy?” thrust. “have my babies?” thrust. it was painfully delicious, the way he kissed your cervix so desperate to come inside of you, listening to the way you chant his name over and over.
“want it—! please.” he loves to hear you beg for it, seeing your eyes fixated on his length pumping in and out of you. it’s not long before his moans stutter and thrusts dwindle and he’s spilling a thick load into your pretty pussy, breeding you to your fullest.
“always such a good girl for me.”
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☆ — atsumu, bokuto, ichigo, renji, shidou, nagi, geto, choso
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xfgpng · 7 months
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Bokuto Kotarou
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— : [nsfw] unprotected sex, wet&messy
— : kink :: edging
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contrary to what people thought, kotarou has a lot of patience. he knows that some things are meant to be taken slow, rushing wasn’t always necessary especially when it came to making you feel good.
it drove you crazy, the way he never seemed to care how long it took. it was obvious how hard he was, you could feel it against your thigh but he didn’t seem to mind. he never did.
“kou.. please baby” you whisper, wrapping your arms around his neck to bring him closer, “it hurts”
you’ve lost count of how many times he’s brought you to the edge, your clit feels swollen to the touch and it’s sore whenever he purposely rubs his tip against you.
“shit” he grunts, “so messy”
“please” you say again, right in his ear as he slips back into you. the slide is so easy despite how big he is and it’s because of how much he’s teased you.
“please what baby?” he smirks against your cheek, “what can i do for you?”
“fuck me” you moan at a particularly hard thrust and it was almost enough to send you over the edge again.
he gives you what you want, picking up his pace and fucks you harder. you’re so close, you can feel it building again.
“yesyesyes” you moan louder, “right there”
“here?” he chuckles before he stops again, laughing at your frustrated cry and weak attempt to slap his chest.
“you’re mean” you glare at him but he finds it endearing, kissing your face and purposely dodging your lips. he loved to tease almost as much as he loved to delay your orgasm.
you feel him throb inside you, gently thrusting into you. it feels good, so good but it’s not enough and he knows that.
he presses his thumb against your clit and if he wasn’t kissing you this time, you know you’d scream. the feeling between pain and pleasure was your favourite even if you’d complain.

he never pushed you too far, knowing your limit and his own.
“let’s start again” he tells you, lifting you up to ride him, “remember, slowly”
you nod and place your hands on his chest for balance.
“i mean it baby, you won’t cum if you don’t behave” he adds and you know he means it. he had no problem making you wait all night. he’s done it before.
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heartsoji · 1 year
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BOKUTO X READER
tw: death of a dog // angst-ish w/ comfort
"cheer up!"
"you're so strong for not crying! keep it up!"
"it's ok! they're in a better place. you should just be happy for them!"
"just don't think about it!"
those phrases, with some type of wording variation, were words you had heard a little too frequently lately.
3 days ago, your beloved dog had ascended to the clouds, and you had been a wreck internally since.
various people had said some sort of alteration of the above four phrases at least a few dozen times. and while you knew that they were simply trying to offer their comfort without malicious intent, their comments would either aggravate you or further add to your desolation.
you understood that it was scary. it would be scary seeing someone who you'd built up in your mind to be a sweet, bubbly, cheerful person breaking down and breaking character. it would be scary seeing them cease to be the person you once knew and loved. you wouldn't know who they were anymore and you were now desperately trying to keep them in character to preserve the bubbly image of the person in your mind.
you knew that you had to move on. you were a mess inside and you could feel your sadness continue to grow exponentially each and everyday.
however, no one would ever know you were such an internal wreck just by looking at you. you were trying so hard and doing a very good job at keeping up a good front. smile at your peers and teachers. keep your appearance tidy. go out with friends after school.
you, too, were trying to preserve the bubbly image of yourself in your mind.
"good morning, sensei!"
"good morning, l/n."
"yui-chan! good morning!"
"y/n-chan! morning! energetic as usual!"
"ah, bokuto-san! morning!"
"morning! how are you?"
you paused for a tiny fraction of a second. you felt your features trying to twist into a pained expression. you wanted to say, "not well, actually. i've been a wreck since, as the whole school knows for whatever reason, my dog passed recently." you wanted to cry. you wanted to go home. you wanted to scream. you wanted for your best friend to come back.
but you refused to let any of your thoughts show. pushing past it with a perhaps overly wide and possibly fake-looking smile, you replied, "great! i got a lot of sleep last night. how about you?"
bokuto, too, paused for a second. but not because he had to think about how he was doing, but because he saw the perhaps millisecond of hesitation. because he saw the slight crack in your cheerful facade. because he saw the way you tried to cover it up with an extra burst of cheer. because he saw it. because he saw you.
he chose not to comment on it, but made a mental note of it. "really good! i studied real hard last night, and i'm sure im gonna pass the math test today!"
"that's great!" you replied. "good luck!" and with that, you moved on with your day.
later, when you went outside, you realized that it was raining, and that you'd have to walk home in the pouring rain. you really didn't feel like getting wet today, so you chose to wait it out. the forecast said that it would take a mere 45 minutes, anyways.
two hours later, and you were still scrolling on your phone, waiting for the heavy rain to pass.
you sighed and set down your phone, bored. you had heard before that rain symbolized rebirth. perhaps right now, your beloved pup was getting reborn into a different body. you wondered if they were getting treated well in a nice home. if they had a warm bed and healthy meals. if they were doing well without you.
suddenly, you felt the drip-drip-dripping of not the rain from the sky on your legs, but the rain from your eyes instead. you had been so bottled up lately, and you could suddenly feel the cap pop off and all the emotion rushing out. you had been trying so hard to make it seem like everything was ok, when it reality, it wasn't. your best friend suddenly wasn't here anymore, and you felt more alone than ever. you had spent so much time and effort trying to be happy, but it wasn't working in the slightest, and you felt awful and incompetent for it. sobs wracked your body as you cried and grieved for your lost best friend. however, even in these moments, where you were obviously breaking down and having a much-needed cry, you were thinking to yourself, "why are you crying? keep up a smile! this is no time to be wallowing in pity. smile. smile. smile."
suddenly, you felt a gentle hand on your back. you turned around to see bokuto, setting his stuff down and coming to sit next to you.
"b-bokuto-san? oh my gosh, i'm so sorry. uhm, i actually, uh, stubbed my toe and it really hurt, so that's why i'm crying. gosh, i probably look like such a mess." you blabbered lamely.
"you know," he started, "if there's something bothering you, you can feel free to let me know. i'm a pretty good listener!"
you wiped your face quickly. "oh, don't worry. seriously, there's nothing wrong."
bokuto paused for a moment. "sorry if this is invading your privacy, but, well, i heard your dog died recently."
you're not quite sure why that was what set you off, but it did. like an old dam breaking down, a flood was released from your eyes as you let out loud, somewhat embarrassing sobs.
bokuto calmly rubbed your back with his large hand. "wanna talk about it?" he asked in a sort of soothing tone.
you weren't usually the type to complain or dramatize your situation in fear of burdening others with your problems. you had developed the habit of bottling up in order to not do so, and you thought that you'd been doing a good job at suppressing your emotions and pretending like everything's fine when it isn't. however, something about bokuto, whether it be the way he asked, his voice, the situation, whatever, tore down the walls you had built over the years. suddenly, you found yourself venting and bawling like a baby to a classmate you had never had a real conversation with. it was a bit embarrassing, humiliatingly vulnerable, but apparently much needed.
"and, well," you said in between your sobs, "everyone's been telling me to just be happy! and to not think about it! but sometimes, i don't know, i just really, really, really, want to cry and scream like a baby. i'm so tired of being the cheerful yet mature, infallible, reliable, therapist character! i just sometimes wish that i could lean on somebody, even if only for a few moments, even though that's also my worst nightmare. i hate that i don't even understand what im feeling! i hate it! i hate it!" you cried into him.
bokuto let you cry silently for a minute before starting with, "sometimes, i get into moods when im playing volleyball where i'm grumpy, annoyed, and frankly, useless." he chuckled a little before continuing, "my teammates call it 'bokuto's emo mode.'" his facial expression saddens a bit before saying, "they always tell me to snap out of it and to cheer up, but i don't think that they understand that sometimes, i just want to be sad."
you felt your heart pang a little. honestly, you couldn’t believe that a guy whom you’d never exchanged more than a brief set of hellos with seemed to understand your feelings better than your lifelong friends. “i just want to be sad,” huh? that indeed did feel accurate. you wanted to cry and sob for nights without end, but had never allowed yourself to before. it felt too vulnerable and dramatic to cry and feel sad about it.
you thought for a moment. “yeah,” you replied simply, not because you didn’t know what to say, or you didn’t agree, but actually, because you agreed entirely. bottling things up had always made things worse, whereas crying to bokuto felt therapeutic and relaxing. “honestly, this whole talk thing’s making me feel a lot better.
“im glad.” bokuto smiled warmly. “ill always be here if you ever need to talk again.”
and he kept that promise to be there, but not just for talking. he continued to be there for your highest and lowest moments, for your anger and resentment, for your sadness and angst, for your fear and disgust, for your bliss and joy.
he’d be there for your ongoing battle with depression, for your growth in talking about your problems instead of bottling it up, and for your 3am cravings.
he’d also be there for the first time you’d accepted a confession, which, coincidentally, happened to be from a guy named bokuto.
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samanthaa-leanne · 3 months
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Being the girlfriend of Kōtarō was a blessing and a curse. You had been dating since you were first years at Fukurodani. It was now your final year of high school and while you couldn’t wait to graduate you were scared of what the future held. 
You knew your boyfriend was going into the pro leagues. He was an AMAZING volleyball player. Your goal in life was to always become a doctor. You didn’t know what specialty you wanted to go into yet. You knew it was between pediatrics and sports medicine. What you didn’t know was where that would leave the two of you. You loved Kōtarō and the thought of him not being in your life broke your heart into a million pieces. 
Anytime you brought it up to him he would dismiss any thoughts you had about the two of you breaking up. “We’re going to be together forever silly.” He always said with a smile as he bopped your nose. 
You couldn’t think about your future at the moment. There were more pressing issues at hand. Your boyfriend, the team's powerhouse, was lying in your bed, sick with a cold. Anytime he got sick he turned into such a baby. It was worse than when he messed up a move and turned into sad Bokuto. Sick Bokuto was much much worse. 
“YN……” He whined drawing out the syllables of your name between coughs. 
“Yes, sweetheart?” You asked from your position on your desk chair. You had been working on a homework assignment while he slept.
“Can you pleeeeasssse come snuggle? That always makes me feel better faster.” He pleaded with his puppy dog face. 
You shook your head but nodded, getting up from your spot and making your way over to the bed to lay beside him. There was nothing he could ask that you would say no to, and he knew that. It was a disadvantage, but it worked both ways, He could never say no to you either. 
You snuggled into his chest, his face immediately nuzzling into the crook of your neck. You lifted a hand to his forehead checking to see if his temperature went down at all. Unfortunately, it felt hotter than before. 
“Baby, I gotta get you some more medicine real quick.” You said as you untangled from his body. He whined before letting you go, pouting the whole two minutes it took you to get him some more medicine. He took it and pulled you right back into his arms. That was one thing Kōtarō didn’t have, patience. 
You lay in each other's arms, your hands rubbing his back as his eyelids grew heavy. “You know, I could marry you right now.” 
You looked up at him the second the words registered in your head, but he was already fast asleep. Soft snores coming out of his mouth. He looked so peaceful as he slept, his arms tightening around you instinctively. 
“I would say yes.” You whisper before placing a soft kiss on his forehead, snuggling closer into him as you drift off into sleep. The future you were so worried about fading while you dreamt of what your future wedding would look like.
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hqkalon · 8 months
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tying up men twice your size, just to feel him thrust into the palm of your hand as he continuously chants curse words underneath his breath. “fuckk angel.” his dick twitched in your hand as you continued moving your wrist in an upwards-twist motion. usually he’d be the one reflecting the same actions on you, but much meaner. his low pants turned into small groans, watching the head of dick disappear in the palm of your small hand. “shit baby, i’m bouta cum.” he looked up at you through the wet hairs sticking against his forehead. “oohh fuckk!” you watched as his caved in, seeing how his beautiful muscles flexed as your fist tightened around his length. “angel..” his husky voice almost sounded like a pleading cry as he threw his head back against the headboard— you began pumping faster, feeling his hips jerk up, “anggh fuckk. c-cumm-ing.” he groaned, shooting a load with each stroke of your palm as he hummed in pleasure. “good boy.” a mischievous smirk ran across your face as he replicated the same devious grin. “now it’s your turn pretty girl.”
reiner, sukuna, yami, gojo, bokuto, toji, miya twins, getou
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tsukiboo · 1 year
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let’s reverse the script a lil shall we? let’s imagine him tying your hands behind your back when he’s eating you out….his arms wrapped around your thighs leaving you helplessly trapped in this sick game of him over stimming you till you can’t anymore (or till he’s done which ever comes first).
it was cute after the first time he made you cum but after what seemed like the fourth, tears couldn’t help but fall from your eyes as you begged him that it was just “t-too much” but you weren’t too convincing when your hips were bucking into his face when you were just so close to cumming again, leaving you whiny and breathless after each time. —
“f-fuck.. i c-can’t please” your voice not even sounding like your own anymore, desperate to run your hands through his soft hair to pull him even closer despite your words. “let me touch you.. promise I’ll b good”
his groan in response was clear that he didn’t wanna stop, nor did he plan to. but how could he just say nothing to that cute voice of yours? he was pussydrunk not a bully— “in a minute baby, in a minute” his eyes locked on your swollen clit that his lips desperately wanted to suck. thumb rubbing circles on your inner thigh his eyes giving away at how full blown out on lust he was, you were too fucking pretty for words.
“just keep sitting there looking pretty for me” placing a kiss where his thumb once was as his head dove back down placing a kiss on your clit “so so fucking pretty”
reversed ver here
gojo, getou, toji, atsumu, bokuto, armin, jean, (y’all know i had to add eren cmon), reiner… sakusa, KAGEYAMA!!, osamu ofc, aran, dazai me thinks, CHUUYAAA, sae itoshi, and any of ur favs obvi
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kleftiko · 11 months
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❦ HOW MANY KIDS DOES HE WANT
cw: none, this is fluff
i add to this intermittently :)
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♡ a million. he wants a whole army of little ones running around. he has an endless list of names picked out and he just can’t help but feel like the most pure way to express his love for you is to create a little life and raise a wonderful person with you.
— HAWKS (mha), gojo, yuji, CHOSO (jjk), kuroo, bokuto, ATSUMU (hq), kiyoshi, kise (knb), julius, yami (bc), rengoku, akaza (kny),
♡ one or two. loves the idea of raising a child or two with you. he wants to watch and nurture a life, he wants to be the best father he can. he wants to support his child and find out what kind of person they’ll be with you right by his side. doesn’t even care if they’re biological.
— fatgum (mha), megumi (jjk), KITA, daichi (hq), akashi, kuroko (knb), nozel, fuegoleon (bc)
♡ doesn’t matter to him. it’s entirely up to you, it’s not like he would grow them in his body anyway. he has unconditional love for you, and if you chose to bring a child into your lives he will love them as well. will love you with a child, will love you without.
— aizawa (mha), LEVI (aot), nanami (jjk), sakusa, iwaizumi, kageyama (hq), kagami, murasakibara (knb), william (bc), kakashi, giyuu (kny)
♡ get those things away from him. will hiss at them. doesn’t have a way with kids, it’s not a good idea. if you really DO want a child, he will give you one. but he will never, EVER, admit that he loves the little bastard. you think you see him cuddling them in the middle of the night? nope, get your eyes checked.
— SHIGARAKI, dabi (mha), sukuna (jjk), tsukishima (hq), aomine, midorima (knb), sanemi, obanai (kny)
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