#haikyuu breeding

[ilylovelyz]

⍣ ೋ Honeymoon

˚ · . ushijima x afab!reader

: ̗̀➛ timeskip!ushijima, manly!ushijima, god hes such a man, big dick moment 3., pregnancy, pregnant sex, "traditional" lifestyle, creampie, reader has mommy boobs, reader is a lil chubby, lactation, soft sex, size kink, slight manhandling, secret relationship, was listening to lana del rey's honeymoon

we both know that it's not fashionable to love me but you don't go 'cause truly there's nobody for you but me.

bright cameras flash amongst the dense crowd as ushijima is guided along with his teammates, surrounded by a dozen security. many shout and yell out questions directed towards the tall men, yet remain unanswered as they continue their way towards the stadium.

it's after the volleyball match when ushijima is approached by a female reporter, insistent with her microphone as she pesters him with the same questions he's been asked for a long time. "was that your wife you were with back in kyoto?"

he only wipes the sweat off his brow with his handkerchief before he's walking away from her, leaving her unanswered.

albeit, not truly knowing to what extent, ushijima does know that he's considerably favorable towards his fans for a specific reason. unfazed by the lingering eyes of the crowds of lusting women that waited outside the stadium specifically for him, he continues his way towards his car.

the strange favoritism seems to not be limited to only his fans, but also to some other professional volleyball players as well. he remembers the few scandals he's been in due to some delusional professional volleyball players claiming they "felt a spark," or whatever nonsense along those lines after speaking to him only a handful of times.

he ignores the catcalls and whistles from the women, all trying to get his attention through sultry gestures and inappropriate language. to a normal man, he would certainly be stoked by all of these gorgeous women wanting his attention, maybe perhaps give in to their desires.

however, as ushijima settles into the comfort of his car, driver greeting him, he thinks deeply. but he's not a normal man, and he does knows that. he searches throughout his gym bag with care, not particularly rushing to find the object he's searching for.

he knows he's much different from a normal man. he's of great skill, body athletic and big. it doesn't take much to notice the way his biceps bulge, or the way he his strong thighs flex and buckle, somehow supporting his heavy weight. he goes to the gym every day, training intensely for hours at a time. he goes to great lengths to meal plan and eat healthy foods to support his exhausting training and schedule. hell, he's a well known professional volleyball player.

he doesn't get the obsession though. he doesn't understand what does particularly make him stand out compared to his teammates. he's just like any other good volleyball player. maybe better, but he still would like to be viewed just as equal as to his teammates.

his eyes glint up at the object he's been searching for. he pulls it out, careful not to drop it due to the slight tremble of the car. if he dropped it, then it might as well be the end of the world. he'd probably not see it again, lost to the monstrosity of this luxurious car.

he gently pushes the accessory onto his ring finger. black and silver, lined with tiny diamonds, a marital ring. he thinks back to the time he had a discussion with his wife, a little while before the wedding and coincidentally searching for wedding rings, he had asked out of curiosity why do these random women obsess over a total stranger?

it takes awhile, but he's eventually driven to his home. quite large, a traditional minka, for a traditional guy like ushijima. he steps out of the black car, a mercedes, the grovel crunch pleasingly under his feet. his ears perk up at the little laughs coming from the garden at the side of the minka. he's bowing to his driver before heading off towards the joyful laughter, eyes softening at the eyes of his wife.

you're running around the garden, seemingly playing a game of tag with your only-daughter toddler, and currently, only child. he watches from the edge of the garden, softly smiling at this beautiful moment of what is the love of his life playing with what is the product of his love.

although wanting the wonderful moment to last a little longer, he decides to interrupt when he notices you're not wearing shoes. "y/n, where are your shoes?" you almost freeze in your steps, clumsily almost slipping on the puddles of water. you turn your head towards the familiar voice, cheeks warming up out of innocent embarrassment.

"a-ah, i didn't notice you coming home 'toshi." you squeak out, taking a moment to notice the way your apron is stained with various liquids, feet covered with what you can only guess is mud, grass, and groundwater. your attention is shifted when your young daughter yells out of excitement at her father's presence.

"papa!" she yells, small bare feet patting against the hard concrete as she runs up to her father. he can only watch her from above as she hugs his leg, small hands only reaching so far up to his hips. he watches dotingly over his daughter, not resisting to swoop her up in his arms, placing a soft kiss onto her soft baby skinned cheek.

he carries her with one arm as he walks over to you, eyebrow slightly arched with concern as he takes in your current figure. "ah.. kaiya snuck out to play in the garden five minutes before you arrived. i had to chase her down to stop her from eating the berries, sorry 'toshi." you meekly say, hand coming up to caress the back of your neck.

he leans down to place his daughter onto the engawa, "go wipe your feet off kaiya," he says, watching the way his daughter listens begrudgingly, knowing better than to disobey her father. she might not get dessert if she doesn't listen. he then turns to you, staring at you closely.

you're much smaller than him, barely reaching his shoulder when barefooted. his eyes are low, mouth pursed into a line. "you shouldn't go without your shoes, you'll get sick," he says monotonously. to anyone who didn't know him, he might just sound cold and maybe even annoyed, but to you, someone who's known him for over a decade, you know he's speaking purely from the heart.

smiling at his adorable concern, you straighten your back to showcase your good health. "i'm okay. don't you worry." he blinks at your pride before turning slightly towards the house, a hand of his reaching for yours. you take him up on his offer, lightly blushing at his sweet warmth that is his hand.

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ushijima is careful with his steps as he walks through the halls of house, not wanting to wake up his young daughter. much like her father, she's a light sleeper. he walks into the kitchen, where he is not surprised to see you cleaning up after dinner.

you squeal once again when you turn around to see him with the remaining plates in his hands. he's so quiet, almost like a ghost. "you scared me." you say, hand coming to press against your suddenly rapid beating heart. "you don't need to be doing the chores, why don't you rest?" he offers, placing the stacks of dishes into the sink. he'll wash the dishes tomorrow morning before going to the gym.

you sigh at his words, hand coming up to his forearm as he steps closer to you, looking down at you with those beautiful green orbs of his. his hands come up to the tie of your apron, quick to untie it and set it onto the counter. he places his palms onto the sides of your belly, finding comforting in what is your very pronounced baby bump.

you smile at the soft moment, ushijima, although still slightly struggling to put into words how much he loves you, he will never fail to show you through physical affection. his touch is gentle, almost as if he's scared, almost hesitant to cradle your bump with his burly hands. he's so gentle, it makes you giggle.

he raises a confused at your strange giggle, before asking turning his attention back to your unborn baby. "have you thought of a name for her yet?" he asks, fingers prodding and poking curiously at your cotton clad bump. "her? you want it to be a girl? another one?" you grin, lightly slapping his shoulder.

you're just at your 6th month mark, the special appointment just a week away. while you were at your 6th month, you did look more heavily pregnant than that. it wasn't unexpected after all, ushijima was a big guy who made big babies. all jokes aside, if you're going to be honest, before your first child, you never really thought ushijima was much of a family-oriented person.

while you did know he was somewhat traditional, you never knew it was to this extent. the moment he earned enough income, he had bought a house solely with his money, and urged you to quit your job, even though you didn't even have a child with him at the time. the two of you were freshly married, and yet he still wanted to you stay at home. "i just want my wife to be happy and comfortable at home."

and if you're going to be even more honest, it's like his love for you had doubled since then. even seemingly, if it's even possible, tripling with the birth of your first daughter. lavish nonstop gifts and flowers constantly showing up at your door while he's away, sweet little cards with written "i love you"s.

just how long ago was it when he was still a young lad, still wearing his school uniform and still deciding on his future? it flusters you a little, the way he's such a man now. his hand moves down to your waist, pulling you flush against him.

he dotes in the way you meekly avoid eye contact with him, even after all these years, after the countless of love making the two of you had, you still blush even when holding his hand. "y/n," he calls, free hand coming up to your chin to make you look at him. he revels in the light blush on your cheeks before he's leaning down to kiss you.

the kiss is soft and tender, his lips taking the lead and pushing against yours. his grip on your waist prevents you from pulling away, effectively trapping you in, it makes you wonder if he knows how strong his grip on you is. you swallow back the nervous lump in your throat when he's suddenly pushing towards you more, angling his face to get impossibly closer.

it's not long before the kiss was leaving you breathless and causing you to tremble on your swollen ankles. noticing, ushijima effortlessly picked you up, carrying you bridal style to the master bedroom.

he's everything but unfocused, eyes watching intently as he caressed your body. he undressed you, careful and slowly like the first time. and still like the first time, his pupils dilated at the sight of your bare skin and curves. he was quick to attach his lips to your neck, suckling at your collarbone and every soft spot he could think of, leaving angry red marks wherever he could latch onto.

laying you down onto your back, he threw aside your bra, his hands massaging your plush and heavy mounds. "they've gotten bigger.." he said to himself, noticing the way your breasts nearly spill out of his considerably large hands. his cock twitches in his pants when a spill of milk leaks out of your swollen bud.

like nature, he takes your nipple into his mouth, eagerly sucking down the milk that trickles out. his other hand squeezes at your free breast before he's switching to said breast and repeating his actions onto the puffy bud. ushijima has always seemed to love your breasts, even when they were much smaller than what they are now.

he finally pulls away from them, pushing the mounds together, kneading them like a type of stress ball. he could play with your breasts all day, but unfortunately he doesn't seem to have the luxury for that.

you coo out his name, eyes brimming with tears of pleasure. he leans down to kiss you passionately, only pulling away when you tug at the hem of his t-shirt. he gives into your request, quickly discarding the t-shirt. you've seen his body many times before, yet you still cannot help the obsession you have with it.

ushijima notices the lustful look you have in your eyes, noting that it's similar to those of the strange women who surrounded him earlier. as your palm comes up to caress against his hard abs, trailing up and down his pecs and abdomen, he suddenly remembers what you told him during the early days of your relationship, when he asked you why you got so excited when he took his shirt off during a swim party.

"you're such a man, 'toshi.." you mewl when his finger pads come up to press against your clit. yes, thats it. because he's "manly." your hand grips at his bicep, squeezing the muscle as he slides a finger into your wet cunt. he grunts slightly as your walls contract around his finger, eventually adding a second.

he remembered being told that women eventually become loose after a while, but that was when he was young. now, that he's an experienced man, he knows how dumb that stupid belief is, most likely made up by some pitiful losers. he even has some evidence to back it up, as you're still so tight, even after all these years of taking his thick cock.

"'toshi.." you cry out, clawing at his arm when he adds in a third finger. he doesn't hesitate to find your sweet spot, abusing it ruthlessly, looking down at you with curious eyes as you writhe underneath him. with years of skill and dedication, he's making you cum far quicker than you expected. you arch your back, fingers gripping around his bicep as you clench your eyes shut, orgasm taking you by storm.

in the aftershock, your thighs are already trembling, tears falling from your eyes as you try to regain your breath. obviously, you know this is not the end of his pleasurable torture. his hand attaches at the back of your knee, pulling your left leg upwards towards your chest. he climbs closer to you, his right leg crosses over your right leg and tucking underneath your calf.

you look down as you begin to take deep breaths, seeing as ushijima's hand wraps around his cock so he can guide it towards your helpless cunt. the stretch has you closing your eyes shut, tears escaping as the burn shakes you to your core. "f-fuck.." you rasp out, only relaxing when ushijima places a comforting hand against yours.

he slowly rocks his hips into yours, grunting slightly in pleasure at the feel of your gummy walls around him. he pushes your knee back a little further, but theres only so much as it could go before it's stopped by your precious baby bump.

you're so beautiful, so pretty underneath him. he can't help the way his cheeks flush a little at the way you're sprawled out underneath him. face contorted in pleasure, your swollen breasts jiggle with every movement, belly round with his second child, you're everything he's ever wanted. you're everything he's only ever wanted to have.

he soon finds himself losing himself to you, hips desperately humping against you so hard it has you jolting against the futon. his hand comes up to cradle your tear scarred cheek, admiring your gentle features.

you feel yourself grow a little conscious at the way your body seems to jiggle a little more than usual. you remember the time you were too a little more toned and active, but with your first daughter you had gained a healthy amount of weight, as per ushijima, and the doctor's request.

you remember asking ushijima if you should get back into fitness to lose the gained weight, only to be surprised when he said a stern "no," faced contorted with distaste and bewilderment. later that same night, and even now, your fears were/are soothed at the way he pawed at the plush of your waist and thighs, finding comfort in the soft flesh.

"ah, wakatoshi 'm gunna cum." you moan out, but before you could even finish your sentence, ushijima is rolling his hips in a way that has nearly has you screaming in pleasure if not for the nearby pillow. he knows you like the back of his hand, almost studying your body in his younger days to find more ways to pleasure you more sufficiently.

"y/n-" he croaks out, doubling down and throwing himself against your body, hiding his face in the valley of your breasts as you clenched around him so tightly it caused his own orgasm. he stilled against you, cock sheathed entirely inside you, spilling his warm seed inside you as he held his own breath, cursing silently as you milked him so deliciously.

finally, he let go of the breath he was holding, his thighs slightly trembling as he held himself up as to not crush you. his cock, now limp, left the warm confirms of your core as he pulled away so he could lay down next to you. his arm wrapped around your shoulders, trying to pull you close to him until he was reminded of your baby bump.

you giggled at the way he fumbled to somehow get you flush against him, eventually getting comfortable into a position that had you on your still back while he was on his side, head resting against his neck while his arm laid over your chest.

"i love you." he whispered softly, nose inhaling deeply into the sweet scent of your hair as you slept. he listened quietly to the your soft snores, wanting to keep this moment locked, hidden away forever.

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[ac3ifix]

womp womp

womp womp because people can’t add one simple tag with the words ‘fem reader’? honestly you’re super immature. also the fact that you turned anon on just to say this is utterly insane to me, if youre gonna insult someone say that shit with ur whole chest, otherwise its just embarrassing.

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[idk-wanna-know]

Breeding him 2

Tsukishima's eyes flutter open as he feels you mounting him once again, your hard cock still buried deep inside him. He moans in pleasure as he feels your body pressing against his, your weight pinning him down to the bed.

"You're still going?" he asks, his voice filled with desire.

You grin down at him, your eyes dark with lust. "Of course," you reply. "I can't get enough of you."

Tsukishima nods eagerly, his body responding to your touch. He can feel the warmth of your seed inside him, and he knows that he's been thoroughly filled up. But he wants more. He wants to feel your cock pounding into him relentlessly until he can't take it anymore.

As you start to move your hips again, Tsukishima feels his body responding eagerly to your touch. The sensation of your cock pounding into him is almost too much to bear, but he doesn't want it to end. He wants to be bred by you until he's completely spent.

With each thrust, he feels his body reaching new heights of pleasure. He can feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, his body trembling with desire.

Suddenly, he feels his body starting to quake with pleasure. He knows that he's close to coming, and he can feel his cock throbbing with anticipation. He arches his back, pushing his ass up towards you as you continue to pound into him.

With a loud cry, hecomes hard, his body shaking with pleasure as he feels your hot seed filling him up once again. You keep pounding into him, your cock never leaving his body as you continue to breed him relentlessly.

Tsukishima can't believe how good it feels to be bred like this. He's never experienced anything like it before. He feels completely fulfilled, his body and mind completely spent from the intense breeding session.

As you finally pull out of him, Tsukishima can feel a sense of emptiness inside him. He wants more, but he knows that he needs to rest. He's completely spent from the intense session, and he needs time to recover.

"You were amazing," he says, his voice filled with gratitude. "I can't believe how good that felt."

You smile down at him, your eyes filled with love and affection. "You were amazing too," you reply. "I'm so glad that we can explore our desires together."

Tsukishima nods, his eyes still closed in pleasure. "Me too," he says. "I can't wait to see where this goes."

As you both lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, you can feel a sense of contentment wash over you. You've fulfilled each other's deepest desires, and in doing so, you've brought each other to a new level of pleasure and intimacy.

In the morning, as the sun rises and the world begins to awaken, Tsukishima turns to you with a contented smile. "Thank you," he says, his voice filled with gratitude. "That was everything I ever wanted and more."

You smile back at him, feeling a warmth in your heart that you can't quite explain. "No, thank you," you reply. "For trusting me enough to explore your deepest desires with me. For giving me the chance to experience this with you."

Tsukishima nods, his eyes full of emotion. "I'm just glad we found each other," he says. "I can't wait to see where this goes.

And with those words, you know that you're both in this for the long haul. Together, you'll continue to explore your deepest desires and fantasies, pushing each other to new heights of pleasure and intimacy. And you can't wait to see what the future holds for the two of you.

For now, you're content to lay in bed with Tsukishima, enjoying the feeling of his body against yours. You both drift off to sleep, spent and satisfied, knowing that you've found something special in each other.

Tsukishima blushes as you instruct him to sit on your cock while you eat breakfast. He's never done anything like this before, but he trusts you completely. He takes a deep breath and slowly lowers himself onto your hard cock, feeling it slide deep inside him.

As you both start to eat, Tsukishima can feel the warmth of your body against his. He can feel your cock filling him up completely, and he can't help but moan in pleasure as he takes a bite of his food.

You grin at him, your eyes full of desire. "You're so sexy," you say, your voice low and husky.

Tsukishima blushes even more, feeling a sense of arousal wash over him. He can't believe how turned on he is by this, but he doesn't want it to end.

As you continue to eat, Tsukishima can feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge. He knows that he's going to come soon, and he can't wait to feel your hot seed pulsing inside him once again.

Suddenly, he feels his body starting to quake with pleasure. He knows that he's close to coming, and he can feel his cock throbbing with anticipation. He moans in pleasure as he feels your hands on his hips, guiding him up and down on your cock

With a loud cry, he comes hard, his body shaking with pleasure as he feels your hot seed filling him up once again. You keep pounding into him, your cock never leaving his body as you continue to breed him relentlessly.

Tsukishima can't believe how good it feels to be bred like this. He's never experienced anything like it before. He feels completely fulfilled, his body and mind completely spent from the intense breeding session.

As you finally pull out of him, Tsukishima can feel a sense of emptiness inside him. He wants more, but he knows that he needs to rest. He's completely spent from the intense session, and he needs time to recover.

"You were amazing," he says, his voice filled with gratitude. "I can't believe how good that felt."

You smile down at him, your eyes filled with love and affection. "You were amazing too," you reply. "I'm so glad that we can explore our desires together."

Tsukishima nods, his eyes still closed in pleasure. "Me too," he says. "I can't wait to see where this goes."

As you both lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, you can feel a sense of contentment wash over you. You've fulfilled each other's deepest desires, and in doing so, you've brought each other to a new level of pleasure and intimacy.

Together, you'll continue to explore the depths of your sexuality, discovering new levels of pleasure and fulfillment with each other. And as you drift off to sleep, spent and sated, you know that there'sno one else you'd rather be with than Tsukishima.

The rest of the day is spent in a state of blissful relaxation. You both enjoy each other's company, exploring the city and indulging in your deepest desires. Tsukishima can't believe how lucky he is to have found someone who understands him so completely.

As the day comes to an end, you both retire to your hotel room for another round of intense breeding. Tsukishima can feel himself getting harder and harder as you pound into him relentlessly, his body responding eagerly to your touch

In the end, you both collapse onto the bed, spent and satisfied. Tsukishima can feel your hot seed pulsing inside him, and he knows that he's been completely fulfilled

As you hold each other, basking in the afterglow of your intense lovemaking, Tsukishima knows that he's found something special in you. Together, you'll continue to explore your deepest desires and fantasies, pushing each other to new heights of pleasure and intimacy.

And as you drift off to sleep, spent and sated, you know that there's no one else you'd rather be with than Tsukishima

Tsukishima looks up at you, his eyes full of desire. He nods eagerly, his body responding to your touch.

"Yes," he says, his voice filled with need. "Please, keep breeding me until that's all I can think about."

You grin down at him, your eyes full of lust. "As you wish," you reply, your voice low and husky.

And with that, you continue to pound into him relentlessly, your cock never leaving his body as you breed him over and over again. Tsukishima can feel himself getting harder and harder with each thrust, his body responding eagerly to your touch.

As the night wears on, you both lose yourselves in the pleasure of the moment, exploring each other's bodies and indulging in your deepest desires. Tsukishima can feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, his body trembling with desire.

Suddenly, he feels his body starting to quake with pleasure. He knows that he's close to coming, and he can feel his cock throbbing with anticipation. He moans in pleasure as he feels your hands on his hips, guiding him up and down on your cock.

With a loud cry, he comes hard, his body shaking with pleasure as he feels your hot seed filling him up once again. You keep pounding into him, your cock never leaving his body as you continue to breed him relentlessly

Tsukishima can't believe how good it feels to be bred like this. He'snever experienced anything like it before. He feels completely fulfilled, his body and mind completely spent from the intense breeding session.

As you finally pull out of him, Tsukishima can feel a sense of emptiness inside him. He wants more, but he knows that he needs to rest. He's completely spent from the intense session, and he needs time to recover.

"Thank you," he says, his voice filled with gratitude. "That was incredible."

You smile down at him, your eyes full of love and affection. "You were incredible too," you reply. "I'm so glad that we can explore these desires together."

Tsukishima nods, his eyes still closed in pleasure. "Me too," he says. "I can't wait to see where this goes."

The next morning, as you both wake up, you can't help but smile at each other. You feel closer than ever before, and you know thatyour bond will only continue to grow stronger.

"You ready for another round?" you ask, grinning at Tsukishima

He nods eagerly, his eyes full of desire. "Always," he replies.

And with that, you both dive into another round of intense breeding, pushing each other to new heights of pleasure and fulfillment.

As you both lay there, spent and satisfied, you know that you've found something special in each other. And you can't wait to see where your journey together will take you.

I made this half asleep, and I've reread it and it doesn't make sense in a few parts. I tried to fix it but I became more and more weird.

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[levi-supreme]

Let's have a baby

Characters: Daichi x fem!reader

Genre: Haikyuu!! modern universe (fic is set in 2018)

Warnings: Smut, minors and ageless blogs DNI. Established relationship (Daichi and reader are married). Breeding kink. Very slight daddy kink (if you squint). Brief use of restraints. Haikyuu!! post-timeskip spoilers. Reader insert (y/n). Reader is East Asian (Japanese) coded but no physical descriptions are being used. Japanese terms (-chan, -san, -kun etc.) being used. Use of 'mama' and 'papa'. Daichi and reader are implied to be the same age (one mention).

Word count: 2.5k

A/N: My first post of Kinktober 2023 is here!! Starting the event with some breeding kink from my chonky captain Sawamura Daichi <3 this is my first official contribution to the haikyuu fandom, and here's to more hq fics in the future!!

[10/10/2023] Cross posted to AO3!! Read on AO3 here.

Haikyuu!! master list | Main master list | Rei's tag list

If you could compare your husband to anything in the world, it would be a tree. Sawamura Daichi has been the same person ever since you met him eight years ago. From being the first year student who was always enthusiastic about volleyball to the dependable and reliable captain of the Karasuno High School boys' volleyball team. From being your classmate to dating each other and getting married straight after graduation, Sawamura Daichi has always been the same: Steadfast, sincere, and a fantastic person inside out. And just like a strong tree that can withstand the different seasons and the passing of time, he stood strong and steady, unwavering no matter the situation. 

Daichi was never one for anything impromptu or unplanned, which was why it utterly surprised you when he said, "let's have a baby" softly in your ear while you two were cuddling in bed one night with your head lying on his chest. The deepness of his voice caught you by surprise.

"W-what did you say, Daichi-kun?" what a stupid question. You clearly heard what your husband said. How could you not? 

"You heard me, y/n-chan. Let's have a baby." Daichi chuckled, eyes turning into little crescents. Flipping you on your back, Daichi's eyes never left you, studying your face as he tucked some of your hair behind your ear. 

"I-I don't know, D-Daichi-kun, I mean—" you gulped nervously, avoiding your husband's eye, "we're only 24." 

"We've been married for a while. I think we're both ready. It's time we have kids of our own, don't you think?" planting a soft kiss on your forehead, Daichi said something that made you widen your eyes.

"Let's have kids before Tanaka and Shimizu do." 

"Daichi-kun!!!" You couldn't control your laughter anymore and smacked your husband playfully on the chest. Trust him to say something like this! "Having kids isn't a game of betting, Daichi-kun! Also, don't call Kiyoko-chan Shimizu anymore. It's Tanaka now." 

Daichi laughed before kissing you again, this time with a little more pressure on your lips. "I'm serious, y/n-chan. I'm ready to start a family with you. A mini you, or a mini me. Maybe both, maybe more. I want you to have my kids, my dear. Our kids. I want to have a family with you. Our family. " 

You stared at your husband, trying to look for a flaw in his plan, any small hint that he was just pulling your leg. No, you thought to yourself, it can't be. Daichi-kun never lied. Daichi-kun would never joke about something like this.

"You're lucky I love you, Sawamura Daichi," you smiled as you cupped his cheeks, pulling him in for a kiss, "I can't believe you actually had a bet with Tanaka-kun over something like this." 

"What if I told you it was Suga's idea?" your husband chuckled once more as he slowly removed your top, "we've always talked about forming a Karasuno junior volleyball club with our kids in the future." 

"We're not having six kids, Daichi-kun." you warned him as you snaked your hands up his chest, lacing them around his neck, "two is enough." Hearing you, Daichi let out another smile again, swiftly kissing you on the lips. 

"So you're agreeing to having kids?"

"Yes, my dear husband, before I change my mind." and with that said, you gave him a full kiss, feeling him roam his hands across your clothed chest. Arching your back, Daichi removed your bralette and started massaging your soft breasts, knowing damn well how much you love it when he played with them. His hands were calloused, yet they were so soft and gentle against your skin. His thumbs drew circles around your nipples, his tongue now seeking permission to enter your warm cavern. You let out a hum of happiness as Daichi lightly bit your lower lip, gasping as he started pinching your sensitive peaks. 

"Close your eyes for me, please?" he suddenly whispered against your ear, causing goosebumps to appear. Bewildered, you closed your eyes and wondered what Daichi was up to. You heard him opening a drawer and ransacking through something, and suddenly, you heard the rustling of metal and then something cold was bound to your wrists.

"DAICHI-KUN!!"—your eyes shot open—"please don't tell me you took them from work?" your husband merely chuckled as he kneeled before you, trapping your body between his knees. 

"You know I can't bring any equipment home from the police station, y/n-chan. I bought these. Somewhere." You tilted your head and saw the handcuffs around your wrists. They did look flimsier and thinner than the ones police officers normally use.

Daichi smirked as he slipped his fingers into your underwear, pulling them down to your ankles. Holding your hands up above your head with one strong arm, he dove down on your breast and started sucking your nipple while his free hand massaged the other. You let out another groan when his tongue and finger started to draw circles around your areola, the ticklish sensation making you wiggle your toes. 

"Oh yes, yes, dear, just l-like that—'' you whined as you squirmed around, rubbing your hip against his groin. You could feel Daichi's boner strained against his shorts, but being the ever-so-attentive husband he always was, you knew he wouldn't let you do anything for him until he made you cum at least once. Switching to taste your other nipple, Daichi's hand snaked down your body, fingers pressing lightly on your clit before tracing circles. You let out another hum, unknowingly trying to loosen your hands from his iron-tight grip. 

"Uh-huh, Sawamura-san, don't try to wiggle yourself out." your husband teased once more, rubbing your clit a little harder. His grip on your cuffed wrists tightened, feeling your entrance moisten after a while. Picking up some of your slick, Daichi continued his touch on your clit as he sat upright, admiring your sweaty form below him. Your eyes were shut and your jaw was hanging loose with gasps of hot breath escaping your pretty lips. His wife looked so beautiful, he couldn't help himself but to smile as he stared. 

"D-Daichi-kun… mhm, y-yeah, my clit—fast-faster—mmm—" you groaned again, feeling your incoming orgasm. Your body was tingling with excitement and your hip ground against his fingers, silently seeking more friction. "Oh god, Daichi-kun, mmm, my nipple, s-suck on my n-ni—" your sentence was stuck when you felt Daichi's lips enclose around your nipple, once more teasing your bud with small, slow circles using his tongue. Damn it, you cursed in your head. He always knew the right spots to touch to get your body fired up. He always knew the right pace to set to fuel your need. He always knew when was the right time to go slow, and when to go fast.

"You cumming for me, dear?" Daichi hummed, tiling his chin slightly to look at your face. He knew you were close; he could tell from the way you were panting and the way your hip was moving. You tried to say 'yes' but all that came out were just whines again. Increasing his speed on your nipple and your cunt, Daichi gave your body a final push until you convulsed, the coil in your belly finally snapping as you felt your essence flow out. Letting you catch your breath, Daichi sat upright once more and slowly removed his shirt, leaving him in his cotton shorts.

Regaining your composure, you looked at your husband, registering the scene before you. Years of playing volleyball in the past really did his body good. Years of training and working as a police officer made his body look even better. His rock hard chest, his strong arms, his well defined abs, his muscular thighs—

"If you continue to stare at me like that, I'll have to clean up your drool."

"Don't worry, dear, I can wipe my drool myself," you scoffed, moving your hands back down, "if you let these handcuffs go." 

"No."

"Please, Daichi-kun, let me touch you, hmm? Pl—"

"No," he replied a little more firmly this time, yet he still had a smile on his face, "these are going to be on you the entire night. You just need to lie down here and let me do everything, 'kay?" Daichi leaned down and cupped your hot cheeks, staring deep into your eyes.

"The only thing I need you to do tonight is to take as much of me as you can, hmm? Can you do that for me, Sawamura y/n?"

God damn it, you cussed again. His unwavering stare caused you to take a nervous gulp. He really knows how to rile me up, huh. Without a word, you hooked your arms around his neck again, pulling him towards your lips.

"Fill me up, Daichi." 

An urgent kiss followed after your words, giving Daichi no time to respond. Focusing on the kiss and how your tongue was impatiently prodding his mouth to gain more access, Daichi fumbled to remove his shorts and boxers, his hard-on finally springing free from its restraints. 

Wiggling out of your locked arms, Daichi looked at you while he stroked himself a few times, pulling his foreskin down to expose his tip. Your hair was in a mess and sprawled all over the pillow, your chest was heaving and your body was glistening with remnants of sweat. "D-do me a favour, y/n-chan." 

Your answer came out a little breathy, "... yeah?"

"Squeeze your boobs together," Daichi groaned while he rubbed his tip at your entrance, please to find it still moist from your orgasm earlier, "w-with your arms."

"Hmm… like that?" acting modest, you squeezed your breasts together with your arms, shooting your husband a coy look, knowing exactly what he wanted. The moment he saw your soft mounds pushed together, Daichi lost all sense of control and let out a loud grunt, leaning forward to suck your nipple again while he entered you fully in one swift move. A satisfied moan left your lips when you felt his entire length in you, snugly filling you up with his warmth. 

"D-daichi, ahhh… s-so—y-you're so deep—" incessant moans were all that you could manage to produce once Daichi started to move his hip, thrusting in and out of your cunt in a slow and steady pace, making sure you felt each and every move. You were getting wetter the more he thrust. "Mmm, y-yes, oh my god, Daichi—hah… D-daichi—"

"Mm. Yeah, go on, my dear, say it. Say my name. Out loud." Daichi's muffled voice came from beneath you, thoroughly enjoying his feast on your hard nipple while his hands started to massage your chest. Leaving your nipple with a pop of his lip, Daichi switched over to taste your other nipple—god forbid it was your more sensitive nipple—as he continued to thrust inside you deep. "I want to hear you, y/n."

"Mmm, Daichi, y-yeah, ahhh—mmm, r-right there! Daichi…" your heart was pumping so fast and your belly was tightening again, "just l-like that, Daichi, mmm… Y-yes, Papa—"

"You're going to look glowing when you're carrying our child..." Daichi released himself from your chest and cupped your cheeks, kissing you fiercely without messing up the rhythm of his thrusts. Before you could say anything, Daichi's face scrunched up in concentration as he let out a long groan; a tell-tale sign that he was near his release. Before you even knew it, Daichi gasped out loud into your mouth and you felt him pulsating inside your cunt. 

"So fast?" you chuckled, hugging your husband close.

Daichi looked at you after a long while, feeling a little embarrassed, "I-I couldn't hold it in anymore, I'm s—"

"Shhh"—you kissed Daichi to shut him up—"why are you apologising? You told me to take as much of you as I can, remember?" Daichi's lips slowly turned into a grin, pushing himself upwards to admire you from below again. 

"Oh, of course I remember that, dear." pulling himself out of your cunt slightly, Daichi turned you around on your stomach and pushed himself inside you. You moaned out loud, feeling him deep inside you again. "I'm going to fill you with so much of my cum that it's impossible for you to not get pregnant." 

Feeling himself in you again—so much deeper this time—awoken a feral need in Daichi, making him thrust inside you even quicker than before. "I didn't manage to make you cum just now, yeah? Gonna make it up this time—" Daichi growled next to your ear, causing goosebumps to rise on your skin again. Your fingers clawed at the bedsheets, your whole body was trembling with want and need. 

"Oh, yes, yes! Daichi, yes, right there, mhmm, ye—" your toes were tingling again and you felt yourself getting closer to your second orgasm of the night, your mind could only register how good Daichi's cock felt inside you. "Mmm, Daichi, please—uhh, I'm close, dear, I'm so—" 

"Can't wait to hear our child call you Mama," Daichi whispered, holding himself back with all his willpower, refraining from shooting his seed in you until he made you feel good. "You're going to be such a great mother, y/n…" with Daichi's tip rubbing against your sweet spot, you gasped out loud as your entire body shook with pleasure, feeling lightheaded all of a sudden. Your husband continued to prolong your euphoria with a few more thrusts before he let out another grunt, collapsing on top of you as his dick pulsated in you again, filling you up with his load. The both of you continued to pant breathlessly, letting the post-orgasm bliss consume you. Daichi laid on top of you for a long while, refusing to pull out even when he was already flaccid. 

"Do you think that was enough?" 

You turned your head to the side and gave your husband the side eye, "yes, Daichi-kun, I believe it was enough. Your cum is about to drip on the bedsheet soon." hearing you, Daichi jumped out of bed and carried you, rushing to the bathroom before his cum dripped on the bedsheets and floor. 

"I love you, y/n," Daichi muttered as he let your feet down on the bathroom floor, "I love you so much." 

"I love you too, my dear," you chuckled, giving him a wry smile, "but I would love you more if you removed these—" you shook your wrists, and Daichi's mouth hung loose.

"Oh." He sheepishly smiled before running back to the bedroom butt-naked, trying to look for the handcuff keys. Moments later, he appeared with a shiny key between his fingers. Slotting the key into one of the slots, Daichi uncuffed one of your wrists. However, instead of uncuffing the other wrist, he brought both your hands to the back and cuffed them together again. 

"Sawamura Daichi."

"What? I did tell you to take as much of me as you can, didn't I?" He gave you a knowing look, making you lean forward before aligning his hip to your rear. Pumping his shaft a few more times, Daichi picked up the cum dripping between your thighs to rub between your slit, making you bite your lip to muffle your moans. "I'm not done with you yet, Sawamura y/n."

Oh boy, you thought, I'm in for a long night.

Tagging: @ladycheesington

#daichi #daichi x reader #sawamura daichi #sawamura daichi x reader #haikyuu fics #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x fem!reader #cw: breeding #levi.supreme #rei's kinktober 2023 #daichi x fem!reader #sawamura daichi x fem!reader #daichi x you #sawamura daichi x you

[kissingchoso]

more fuckbuddy!aran <3

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fuckbuddy!aran who has a bad habit of cumming inside of you.

you shouldn’t let him and he knows better than to overstep that boundary with you. yet, whenever he has you bouncing so beautifully on his cock, strong arm wrapped around your waist to aid in your movement, all rationale leaves his brain.

chocolate brown eyes takes in your blissful expression and fucked out face and his brain short circuits. he doesn’t even have the chance to warn you when you cease your bouncing in favor to grind both of your hips together.

his cock jumps inside of you and that’s more than enough to encourage you to keep going. aran groans from beneath you, unable to break eye contact. he looks to you as if you’re the last woman on earth. a divine creature that he selfishly claims as his own, whether that be through the obvious marks he purposefully leaves on your body or when he makes you wear things of his whenever you two are out. aran ojiro is not officially yours but damn does he love acting like he is.

fuckbuddy!aran who paints your inner walls with all of his kids. he doesn’t seem to care right now. opting to kiss your lips and mumble praises to congratulate you for getting him off like always. “‘m perfect girl. so proud of you,’

his words has you bucking pathetically against his hips, in turn making him fuck the cum in you deeper. your companion hisses at your movement, pulling away from your lips to finally look at you.

“stop trying to get me pregnant,” you whine carefully.

aran simply chuckles. he doesn’t answer yet, only maneuvering you two around until you’re carefully laid beneath him.

“i’ll wear a condom next time. i promise,” he whispers finally before reconnecting your lips in a passionate kiss. whatever momentary break you two had was more than enough for your companion. you can feel his once softened shaft grow hard once more, still nestled deep within your cunt.

what a fucking liar.

#cw// cream pie #cw// breeding kink #𐐪𐑂 ° — luna speaks #arannnnnn #aran x reader smut #haikyuu aran #aran smut #aran — !! #fuckbuddy! series #fuckbuddy! aran #i’m arching my back at this

[ilylovelyz]

haikyuu boys when protective of you

most likely gets into a fight, does throw the first punch, and dramatically whines afterwards, forcing you to be his personal nurse ATSUMU, TANAKA, nishinoya, terushima, IWAIZUMI, hoshiumi

so insulting and almost degrading to whoever is threatening you that the offender ends up leaving out of embarrassment TSUKISHIMA, shirabu, KUROO, kenma, sugawara, daishou, akira, SUNA, kageyama, ushijima, futakuchi, hanamaki

YOU'RE the one who is protecting them SAKUSA, hachi, bokuto, YAMAGUCHI, GOSHIKI, asahi, tendo, AONE, oikawa (somehow), koganegawa, LEV

does his best to diffuse the situation, but ultimately leaves angry and mentally hexes them KIYOKO, akaashi, KITA, DAICHI, hinata, yaku, hirugami

spends the night in jail KENTARO, semi, yamamoto, mattsun, OSAMU

#haikyuu angst #haikyuu breeding #haikyuu smut #haikyuu texts #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu yandere #haikyuu pregnant #haikyuu headcanons #haikyu x reader #haikyū!! #haikyuu fluff #oikawa tooru #iwaizumi hajime #kageyama tobio #hinata shouyou #tsukishima kei #daichi sawamura #sugawara koushi #asahi azumane #yamaguchi tadashi #bokuto kōtarō #akaashi keiji #tanaka ryuunosuke #nishinoya yuu #kiyoko shimizu #kyoutani kentarou #kuroo tetsurō #kenma kuzome #sakusa kiyoomi

[ac3ifix]

attention all fem! reader writers!!

Pleaseee put female reader in ur tags or in the cw, i cant stand it when im reading a fic and suddenly i see “good girl” or wtv. I reaalllly need u guys to put female reader. also, reminder, afab reader and fem reader arent the same!! afab could be referring to a trans person!! PLEASE put female reader!!

#ftm reader #male reader #x ftm reader #x male reader #bottom male reader #haikyu smut #smut #ftm sub #haikyuu headcanons #ftm bottom #ftm ns/fw #ftm nsft #ftm puppy #sub male reader #female reader #fem reader #ftm breeding #x female reader #x fem!reader #haikyu x reader #x reader #reader insert

[blckbrdlove]

and i know that she’s capable of anything, it’s riveting

pairing: (dilf) suna rintarou x reader

genre: smutish (def probably not as smutty as you guys want it to be://) with plot

notes: the (very) long awaited part two of my original dilf suna fic. i deeply, deeply apologize for the wait on getting not only this out, but my other promised works as well. the end of the semester really caught up to me in a not good way and then after i got that out of the way i found out i was suffering from a pretty bad kidney infection which i am just starting to recover from as of last week and it has been very hard for me to do much of anything during my recovery. i also fell into a sort of hard depression the past month or so due to everything that happened with school and then being stuck at home due to my infection. i am very, very sorry for all the delays and constant push backs regarding my work. i am really trying to do and be better. this part was also left with an open ending. i hope everyone enjoys! as always, any and all feedback is so appreciated! title credits: in the night by the weeknd

warnings: MINORS DNI, cheating (obvi), reader is a manipulative bitch lmao, she’s kinda mean?, spit as lube, a smidge of breeding kink, creampie, daddy kink, the men in this fic are scumbags, literal scum bags, implied marathon sex, children, mentions of children, i think reader would be a total milf in another life tbh, implied osamu x reader and atsumu x reader?, unedited

word count: 3k

part one

To say you had been surprised when Rintarou had called you the following morning to tell you that Hana hadn’t taken the news well was an understatement. Honestly, you couldn’t believe he had told her, let alone actually even asked her for the divorce.

What was even more surprising was you receiving a text from her right after that phone call, asking if you could work some extra hours this weekend because she was going to her parents for a family emergency.

Yeah, a family emergency all right.

With a smirk, you responded telling her that you would be happy to help out extra this weekend. To rub salt in the wound, you even asked if you needed to stay at their house this weekend, just in case Rintarou needed some help through the night.

She responds with a simple sure.

You quickly dress before packing an overnight bag and head to their home. Maybe it will be your home soon enough.

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Hana looks and feels like shit, to say the least. Rintarou had completely blindsided her last night when he pulled out divorce papers for her to sign, telling her that he was already in the position to have full custody of the boys as he would be keeping the house.

Her hair is unbrushed, deep purple bags are under her eyes, and a deep frown is on her face as she tries to hold back tears of frustration as her three year old son screams his head off in her arms.

Rin had an early practice and didn’t bother listening to her whine as he got their seven and five year old dressed to take them with him since Friday is typically a shorter day for his team. He’d told her you would be there around eight thirty and for her to be gone by the time he got home before leaving.

And as if she couldn’t feel worse about her situation, about herself, you walk in with your perfect, young self. You look fairly simple today, surprisingly, with an oversized university crewneck and some short athletic shorts on. No makeup is on your face, causing her to note your perfect skin, as you take in the predicament your walking into.

Her son’s wails turn into lighter sniffles when his wide eyes find yours, instantly reaching for you. And you hesitantly reach for him, taking him from her. Her frustration grows as she watches you wipe his wet cheeks before he nuzzles his face into your neck, little hands clinging to your shirt as you rub his back to calm him down.

An indescribable feeling rising in her body as she watches the small boy find more comfort in you than he ever did her.

When the boy is finally calmed down, Hana finally speaks up, “Um, so I’m going to my mothers. I’ll be gone until Tuesday evening, as long as you don’t mind staying until then. And we have the birthday party next Friday, so you’ll be watching a few extra kids that day.”

You smile, a snarky looking smile, but Hana brushes it off, “Rintarou actually called me after we spoke this morning and told me all of this! Thank you for the reminder, though!”

She gives a soft nod, “Of course he already told you, he told me he would. I apologize I’m just really concerned with my mother.”

You give her the most empathetic look you can muster, “Of course! I completely understand. Is there anything I can do for you in the meantime?”

Her eyes study you, and for the first time since she hired you, she feels a deep insincerity lacing your voice. There’s something in your eyes she’s never seen. Something that makes her nervous.

“No, I, uh, don’t think so? Unless you want to get decorations for the birthday party?”

“Absolutely! Don’t you even worry about a thing!”

Oddly enough, she never had an inkling of worry over you until this conversation. Never had to worry about you being alone in her home with her husband and children. Now, she feels a deep sense of dread, and  it’s filling her whole body.

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When Rin walks into the house later that afternoon, he searches for you while carrying the sleeping five year old boy, the seven year old passed out in the back seat. Both boys exhausted from being with dad all day.

He makes his way to the living room after getting both boys situated in their beds, finding you. Lips are pursed and glasses on, one had rubbing his youngest’s back as he snores lightly with his face still smushed up against your neck, the other hand holding a book that he knows you’ve been trying to finish for the past couple of days.

Making his way over, he steps lightly so he doesn’t startle you or wake the sleeping boy. You smile brightly at him as he kisses you lightly before attempting to take the sleeping from your arms to go lay him down. The little dark haired boy is stubborn, though, and struggles against his dad before slumping against him. Rin walks him to his room, laying him in the “big boy” bed you’d picked out for him after the boy insisted you be the one to tell daddy he needed a new bed.

After settling the boy, he makes his way back to the living room, plopping down next to you. Setting your book to the side, you throw your arms around his waist. Before either of you can say or do anything, his phone starts reading. He doesn’t have to look at it to know it’s Hana, probably calling to attempt to guilt him so more.

You climb into his lap before he can think about answering, straddling him as soft lips trail up and down the column of his neck to his jaw. His eyes close as he throws his head back, a low fuck leaves his mouth as you begin griding your lace covered cunt against his growing erection.

His head is still thrown back as he lifts the phone to his ear, “What, Hana?”

He did not just answer that bitch’s phone call while you’re grinding on him, you think to yourself as you pull away from his neck. Eyes meeting his as you dare him to finish the conversation while your hands creep down towards the string of his sweatpants.

“Hana, there isn’t anything to talk about,” His eyes don’t move from yours, raising his eyebrows in a daring way.

You wonder if he expects you to back off, which he’s sadly mistaken if he thinks you will. You reach your hand in and pull his cock out, not even bothering with pulling the gray material down.

You spit into your palm and bring it to his hard cock; a deep groan leaves his mouth causing you smirk as you hear Hana’s panicked voice on the phone.

“Hana just take a couple of days,” You tune out the rest of his sentence, no longer caring for what he has to say to her as you grab his hand from your waist and stick his middle and ring fingers into your mouth deep enough to have you gagging around them.

Your hand continues to jerk his cock as you suck his fingers, biting down on his knuckles anytime her name leaves his mouth. After finally having enough, you halt your sucking as you bring his fingers out of your mouth.

Suna almost whines as your halt your ministrations on his cock to pull your panties to the side, guiding his spit laced hand to your sopping cunt and pushing them in to the knuckle.

His breath is stuttering as you hand his hand in place by his wrist and slowly move yourself up and down on his fingers, low moans leaving your mouth as he stops listening to whatever Hana is saying as he watches you.

He lets you think you’re in control for a few more minutes, lets you fuck yourself on his fingers and neglect his cock as you whine and whimper just loud enough to where you both know his wife can hear, he lets you go up and down and cream all over his hand as your cunt tightens on his fingers before he finally has enough.

“Hana I have to go, the boys need dinner,” He hangs up before she can say anything else, throws his phone to the floor and grabs you by the nape of your neck and rips you off of him.

In your, now ruined, orgasmic haze, he grabs you by your hips and flips you over onto your front. A hard chest pushes you into the couch as he collapses on top of you.

“You think you’re fucking funny?” He doesn’t bother letting you reply as he pulls his sweats down to his thighs and grips your panties to pull them over your left ass cheek. His free hand finds your hair again and he pulls it until he’s got you in the arching position he likes oh so much.

“You’re a bad girl, pretty,” His words ghost your ear, sending shivers up your spine as you feel the head of his cock pushes its way inside you.

No matter how many times you take it, it’s always a bit of a stretch for your poor cunt, but God, he is so obsessed with the way you tense up and whine about how hurts daddy and the way the little slow downs leave your mouth.

His pelvis hit your ass sooner than your ready for, and the breath leaves your lungs because as quick as he’s in, he’s pulling out and thrusting back in roughly.

He watches as your ass ripples against his harsh thrusts as he all but uses your body for his own pleasure. He knows you like it though. You like it when he manhandles and uses you, you fucking get off to it.

The grip he has on your hair tightens as he pulls you closer to him. Your moans get louder and louder along with the wet sounds of his body roughly thrusting into yours as the mix of your juices, spit, and he precum make a mess out of the both of you.

You can feel it sticking and running down your thighs as he thrust, feel it drip beneath you and onto the couch.

“So fucking messy,” He grunts out as his pace becomes more rapid, hips hitting your ass at a faster pace as he tries to fuck himself deeper and deeper and deeper. As if he’s trying to fuck his cum straight into your womb.

Your hand wretches it’s way in between your body and the couch so your fingers can rub at your clit, hurdling your body into orgasm as his pace gets sloppier.

The clenching of your cunt around his cock has his balls tightening up, and now that he knows you’ve finished he keeps fucking you through your orgasm and straight into his own, his tip hitting your cervix as warmth floods your body and he paints the walls of your cunt white.

He pulls out just to lift your hip before you can recover and watch as his cum seeps out of you and onto the gray couch.

A huff leaves his lips, “You’re so fucking wasteful,” and his fingers are inside you, fucking his cum back into you as he ignores your whines and whimpers of overstimulation.

“But don’t you worry, pretty,” Your eyes catch his over your shoulder as you look up and his with pleading eyes, “We have all weekend to get you stuffed full.”

The devious grin you flash him has his cock already stirring back to life as he lifts you up to take you to his bedroom.

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Friday came before anyone knew it, and Hana had never expected things to go the way they are.

As if it wasn’t bad enough coming home to you being there next to her soon to be ex-husband on the couch a little too close for her own comfort, but now she’s having to suffer through not only her own children’s blatant favoritism, but his too apparently.

She watches the way he watches you, wondering how she didn’t see it before. But she does now, and embarrassment fills her as he does this in the middle of their sons sixth birthday party not only in front of their friends, but their families as well.

Per usual, her three year old is clinging to you. Unintentionally furthering her embarrassment when he refuses to be passed over to her so you could go outside and watch the older kids in the pool so the adults in the house could catch up. You’d tried laughing him off, continuing to hand him over. His little grip tight on your dress, though, and he pulls the neckline of your dress with him.

An embarrassed laugh leaves you as your lightly grip his little wrist and pull him back towards you so you can get your dress out of little. Atsumu catches your eye, though his are glued the half of your beast that he can see as you pull the dress back into place.

Finally, you look back at Hana’s frowning face. Giving her a sympathetic smile before insisting that you can just take him swimming with you, no big deal!

Her confused face must’ve caught Rintarou’s eye because he speaks up, “We’ve been teaching him a little the past few weeks. He doesn’t do much but kick a little, since he still freaks himself out when she isn’t holding him,” a light laugh leaves him at the little jab he manages to throw in there.

Her unasked question dies in her throat, the hurt look on her face has her mother speaking up as well, “Well isn’t that all the more reason for Hana to take him, then? The girl can’t watch the other kids by herself with him clinging to her like that.”

The bite in her tone doesn’t go unnoticed by anyone in the kitchen, the way she spits out the word girl instead of your name as if you’ve done something personally to her, and before you can speak up and insist that you’ll be fine, Rin gets up from his spot by his friends. Yellow eyes slitting as he glares at his mother in law, “I’ll go out and help her, since his mother apparently can’t.”

Hana’s whole body tenses as she watches him grab your free arm to pull you outside with him. Osamu’s wife scoffing at his blatant disrespect towards his own wife, but as Hana looks at her sister in law, she wishes the ground would swallow her whole at the judgmental look on her face.

Osamu clears his throat before saying he should probably go outside and keep an eye on his own boys.

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Osamu sits next to Rintarou on a lounge chair, watching with curiosity as he eyes you. The white bikini makes your body look incredible, and Rintarou feels his cock try to come to life as he watches you mother his son, keeping the small boy at arm’s length so he can “swim”.

“I’m sure you’ve heard, but I’m filing for divorce,” Rin breaks the silence, but doesn’t move his gaze from you.

Osamu nods, “Yeah, the wife told me Hana told her something about that. Been waiting on you to bring it up,”

Suna shrugs. “Nothing really to bring up, Hana just isn’t good to me or the boys anymore. Not like she is,” Tilting his head towards you for reference, though he’s fairly certain everyone has caught on by now.

Osamu can’t say he was surprised when he learned Rin has been having an affair. He was, however, shocked, to find out his affair has been with you.

Not that there is anything wrong with you! Actually, Osamu can’t really even blame him. You’re stunning; and the fact that the white of the swimsuit makes your skin glow a certain way doesn’t even help Osamu come up with the words to describe how alluring you look in the water.

Osamu can’t lie that his own eyes linger on the curve of your breasts that are nearly spilling out of the sting bikini top. You removed the padding from it, and he can tell by the way your nipples poke out through the thin fabric.

He wonders if Hana knows, but she probably doesn’t. His own wife would know, and she would tell Osamu what a terrible guy Rin has become. And maybe Rin has become a terrible guy, but fuck, who is Osamu to judge really? His eyes are practically glued to the girl’s ass he hired to be a cashier at the restaurant, not that he’d ever act on it, or at least he thinks he wouldn’t.

The longer his gaze lingers on you, the more his mind lingers on if he were in Rin’s position if he would do the same thing. He probably would. He can barely get hard with his wife anymore, she’s become an irritation to him, almost like a bug he wants to sweep out of his house. Maybe one day he’ll get the balls to do it.

Feeling eyes on you, you turn your gaze from the toddler to your left, seeing the two men’s eyes on you. Atsumu is lingering not too far behind them with his shirt off.

God, all men really are the same. It’s so fucking pathetic, really, but you can’t deny how good it makes you feel. Behind your sunglasses, your own eyes go from Rin to Atsumu and the to Osamu. A feeling fills you to your bones, you feel compelling. You feel dominate.

Rintarou may think he’s in charge because you let him top in the bedroom, but he has no fucking idea what, or who, he’s dealing with.

Besides, who wants just one hot dad, when you can have three?

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[sluttyshima]

Eternally yours

Warnings: no beta, yandere themes, dubcon, manipulation, coercion, punishment, daddy kink, impact play, forced orgasm, overstimulation, dacryphilia, breeding, oral sex, unprotected sex

Characters: Keishin Ukai x female reader

Words: ~3.5k

AN: reposted from my old account

You surveyed the wreckage of your apartment. Items had been strewn carelessly about the room, furniture turned over, and several of your dishes had been shattered on the kitchen floor. But perhaps the scariest detail about the break-in was the fact that nothing had been stolen.

If the intruder hadn’t wanted to take any of your valuables, then why bother? The only possible explanation that you could come up with, was that this was no random burglary. You had been targeted for personal reasons, and this intrusion had been carefully planned. It was meant to frighten you, meant to send a message that you had received as clear as day.

You were no longer safe here.

A heavy arm wrapped around your shoulders, pulling you close. Turning towards the male, you wrapped your arms around his waist and leaned your cheek against his chest. His other hand came to rest on the back of your head, stroking through your hair.

“I can’t let you stay here by yourself,” Keishin said. “Actually, I’m not really comfortable with you staying here at all. What if the person who did this comes back?” He pulls back slightly so that he can look you in the eye, resting his hands on your shoulders. “You should stay at my place until the police catch the perpetrator. Nobody will be able to hurt you while I’m around.”

Pushing against his chest slightly, you shake your head. “Oh no, I couldn’t impose on you like that! I’ll just… get a hotel room, or stay with a family member or something.”

He frowned at your response, and if you hadn’t been so preoccupied with thoughts of the break-in you might have noticed the flash of something dark within his eyes before he regained his composure. “Babe, you could never impose.” Eyes narrowing slightly, he added, “Besides, I’m gonna be really worried about you unless you let me keep an eye on you.”

After a moment of hesitation, you finally gave in. “Alright, fine. Just let me grab a few things and then we can go.”

That had been half a year ago.

Looking back, you wondered: just how many red flags had you ignored? You had always considered Keishin to be the perfect gentleman. He was so sweet, so considerate of your feelings, so protective. Overly protective, you now realized. Possessive, in fact.

You never would have expected that your best friend was actually obsessed with you. It wasn’t as if you hadn’t ever thought about him in a romantic light. If he had simply asked you out for drinks sometime, perhaps you would have said yes.

Instead, you were locked in the suite he had built for you in his basement, completely dependent on him.

At first, you had fought against him. You would throw the plates of food that he brought for you, attack him whenever he tried to console you, and would scream until you lost your voice in the small hopes that someone might hear you and come to your rescue. Every time your captor would try to speak to you, you would spit venom-filled words, hurling every insult that you could think of at him.

Keishin didn’t like this. Each time you rebelled against him, his expression would turn to hurt. “I’m only trying to protect you,” he would say. “I love you so much, I couldn’t bear it if something happened to you. You’re safe here, nothing can hurt you. One day you’ll see that everything I did was for your happiness and safety.”

And then one day, he had stopped coming to visit you.

“I understand,” he had said during his last visit as he stared at you forlornly. “You’re scared and confused right now. If you don’t want to see me, then I’ll stay away. But when you change your mind, I’ll be waiting.” He had reached out, trying to touch you. When you had shrank back, he sighed. “I love you,” he whispered, before backing away and exiting, the door locking behind him.

At first, you had been relieved. Now that you knew Keishin’s true colors, simply being near him terrified you. Although he may not have ever put a hand on you against your will, or even raised his voice at you, what he had done was enough for you to lose trust in him forever. He had manipulated you into a false sense of security that enabled him to lock you away from everything and everyone that you loved.

But humans are not solitary creatures. It began small: you would talk to yourself to fill the silence, stare at yourself in the shatterproof mirror in order to feel as if someone were looking back at you. It wasn’t enough, though. And slowly, ever so slowly, it felt as if you were beginning to lose your mind. You were spiralling, tumbling down a black hole from which you were beginning to fear that there was no return.

You had lost track of time at that point. One day bled into the next, hours upon hours of complete isolation. The loss of any human contact weighed heavily on you. You became desperate for someone - anyone - to talk to you, to touch you.

And finally, after what seemed like years but was really only a few weeks, Keishin had you right where he wanted you.

“Please, I’m sorry!” you were banging on the door, screaming. “Keishin, don’t leave me down here alone anymore! I can’t take it, please, I need you!”

I need you. Those three words were like music to your abductor’s ears. He made his way down the stairs, hesitating just outside so that he could hear more of your beautiful begging. Eventually he couldn’t hold back any longer, so he entered the room.

As soon as he saw the tears streaming down your face, he opened his arms to you. “Oh, baby, c'mere.”

You knew that it was wrong. You knew that you were sick to turn to the man who had locked you down here for comfort and affection. But at that moment you simply didn’t care.

A sob tore past your lips as you collapsed into his arms. You grabbed fistfuls of his shirt, clinging to him frantically while incoherently babbling. Pleas for him not to leave, to hold you and touch you and talk to you.

“Shh,” he shushed you gently. “I’m here, baby girl. I’ve got you.” One arm wrapped securely around your waist while the other cupped your cheek. “I need to know - do you want this? Do you want me?”

Immediately you begin to nod your head up and down. “Yes, yes, yes!” You used your hold on his shirt to pull his body flush against yours, burying your face in his chest. “Want you so bad, need you. ’s too lonely down here without you, please!”

“I wanna stay right here with you, love,” he coos. “But I can’t have you thinking that you can bat those gorgeous eyes at me and get whatever you want. You have to know that your actions have consequences. You really hurt me the last time we spoke.”

You’re shaking now, pawing at him as you try to increase the physical contact between the two of you. “I’ll be good,” you promise. Your fingers trail beneath his shirt and up his chest, whining at the feeling of his skin, warm beneath your touch. “You can punish me, do anything you want. Just don’t leave me down here alone again, please!”

His thumb strokes across your tear stained cheek. “Is that what you want? You want me to punish you so you can learn your lesson and be a good girl for me?”

No. That isn’t what you want at all, but neither is spending another second locked away from all human contact. Your loneliness has eaten away at your mind, leaving you susceptible to the suggestive glint in your formerly best friend’s eyes.

“Yes, punish me,” you echo your earlier request. Falling to your knees in front of him, you hug his leg. “Teach me a lesson. Make it so that I’ll never disobey you again.”

Keishin groans at the sight of you on your knees for him, completely submissive. The way that you look up at him through lashes sparkling with tears has the blood rushing straight to his cock. And with you clinging to him, he can barely hold himself back.

“Such a good girl,” he praises as he smooths your hair with one hand. “I don’t want to punish you, pretty baby. But there are rules, and you have to learn to obey them.”

You’re disgusted by yourself as you nod up at him. A nagging thought in the back of your mind tells you that this is wrong. That you should be frightened of the man in front of you. Instead, you feel almost euphoric as you lean into his touch, nuzzling against the hand that he brings to your cheek to wipe your tears.

He helps you stand, guiding you over towards the bed. Sitting on the edge of it, he watches you expectantly. “Will you strip for me, sweetheart?”

You hate the way that he does that. Making it seem as if this whole thing is your idea, when you clearly don’t have any choice in the matter. And yet, his words and lustful voice have an effect on you that you know they shouldn’t, causing a needy ache between your legs.

Slowly, you begin to remove your clothing, piece by piece. Keishin watches, sucking in a deep breath as more of your skin is revealed to him. Once you are fully nude, he gestures for you to move closer to him. He parts his legs, allowing you to stand between them as he cups your face in his hand.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he groans. “I’ve waited so long to see you like this, to touch you. I’ve loved you for so long.”

In your desperate haze, the words have you practically purring. You wrap your arms around his neck, and try to straddle him on the bed. But he stops you, holding onto both of your arms to keep you still.

“Ah, ah, ah, I still need to punish you, remember?” His hands guide you into position, bent over his lap with your ass on full display for him. “You’re going to get twenty spankings, okay? I expect you to count them for me, and I expect you to thank me after each one. Can you do that for me, princess?”

You nod, but that doesn’t satisfy him. He grabs your cheeks and squeezes them together, frowning at you. “Use your words, baby girl,” he commands.

“Y-yes daddy,” you stammer obediently.

Keishin’s eyes close for a moment, and he sucks in a deep breath. “Fuck, keep calling me that.” His hands massage the globes of your ass, touch deceptively gentle considering what is about to come.

The first smack comes unexpectedly, causing you to yelp and lurch in his lap. He holds you in place with an arm across your back. As the stinging pain begins to fade, you remember his earlier request, and croak out a quiet, “One, thank you.”

As you receive the rest of your punishment you can’t help but wonder if the man has ever done this before. He times each spanking sporadically so that you are caught by surprise each time, and makes sure that there is enough time between each one so that the pain is fresh every time his hand comes down against your skin. You have to bite your lip to stop from moaning at the mixture of pain and pleasure.

By the time he finishes, your ass is red and stinging from the impact. Tears gather in your lashes, shining like diamonds, while others soak your cheeks. You sob as you feel Keishin’s hands soothing the irritated flesh. He presses a kiss to your lower back before pulling you up and into a hug.

“You were so good for me love, took your punishment so well,” he praises. He peppers kisses along your shoulder as you bury your face in the crook of his neck. “I think you deserve a reward. What do you want, baby?”

Pulling away, you look at him with wet eyes. “Want you, daddy,” you say in a sweet tone. “Want your cock.” As if to prove your words, you begin grinding your bare pussy against his semi through his clothes.

“Fuck, you’re gonna be the death of me baby,” he groans. His hands come down to hold your waist, helping you move against him. “Did my princess enjoy her punishment a little too much? Now she needs daddy to take care of her?” One hand moves to your knee, making it’s way up your thigh before tracing over your sex. “Oh shit, you’re already so wet for me.”

“All for you,” you moan. “‘m all yours, daddy.”

As soon as the words leave your lips, you realize how true they are. It’s as if Keishin’s punishment has torn through the last of your resistance. He’s broken you, simply by isolating you and showing a single display of dominance.

His eyes have gone dark, a tiny ring of brown almost completely swallowed by his lust-blown pupils. He stands, lifting you with him before tossing you onto the bed. You sit up on your elbows to watch as he strips his own clothing off. You’ve seen him shirtless countless times, but this time the sight of his rippling muscles sends a jolt of desire straight to your core. And when he removed his sweatpants and briefs in one motion, you were practically drooling.

He was long, and thick. A few veins ran up his hardened length, and you wonder how delicious it will feel to have them rubbing all of those pleasurable spots inside of you. His pubic hair is dark and curly, slightly trimmed to give him a clean, groomed appearance.

When Keishin climbs onto the bed, you immediately reach for him. But he catches both of your hands in one of his and pins them above your head. “Be good for me, princess,” he says. “And daddy will make you feel real good, promise.”

You pout and squirm beneath his hold. But he’s far stronger than you, able to hold you down easily. “I wanna touch you,” you whimper.

“You will, baby,” he says. “But let me take care of you first, okay? I’ve been waiting years to show you how much I adore you. How much I want you. How absolutely irresistible you are to me.” Leaning down, he kisses your pout away. “So just lay back and let daddy do what he wants, okay?”

At his words, you finally stop struggling. Even when he releases his hold on your wrists, you keep them above your head where he had placed them. He smiles, leaning over you to press a kiss to each of them before crawling down your body to settle between your legs.

Using his thumbs to part your slick folds, Keishin groans at the sight. “You have such a pretty pussy,” he says. “I wonder if it tastes as good as it looks.”

The first lap of his tongue has your eyes rolling back and a wanton moan falling from your lips. He teases you with languid strokes at first. His breath ghosts over your clit and you tense, but then he pulls back and begins pressing open-mouthed kisses to one thigh. He suckles marks into your skin, biting harshly at the flesh before soothing it with his tongue and more kisses.

As he moves to the other thigh to give it the same treatment, you begin to squirm. He holds your thighs down, looking up at you and growling a warning before going back to what he was doing. You want to grab his hair and pull his face to your aching cunt, but you manage to just barely hold yourself back, not wanting to anger him and earn another punishment.

Finally, his mouth moves back to the place where you need it most. His flattened tongue collects the juices that soak your folds. As the wet muscle begins circling your clit, two fingers slide inside of you, pumping slowly.

“Daddy, please!” you beg. “I need more.”

Keishin doesn’t answer. But his lips seal around your sensitive bundle of nerves as he suckles, causing you to squeal and buck your hips towards his face. The fingers inside of you curl up, finding the spongy spot inside of you that has you seeing stars. Eyes fixed on your face, he gives you a command: “Cum.”

Your orgasm hits you so suddenly and violently that your vision goes white and you scream. The man continues to finger you as you slowly come down from your high. His tongue flicks against your sensitive clit, and you whimper and try to escape as the pleasure is tinged with pain.

The man doesn’t relent until you’re crying from the overstimulation. He finally lifts his head, mouth and chin glistening with your release. “I’m sorry love,” he wipes your tears and presses a chaste kiss to your lips. “You just taste so good. I wanna drown myself in your sweet pussy.” His lips fall on yours again, this time deepening the kiss and swiping his tongue against yours once your mouth opens to him.

He begins to grind down into you, his throbbing cock sliding easily against you due to the amount of slick gathered between your legs. Whenever the head catches on your clit, your body jerks slightly. You moan into the kiss, legs wrapping around his hips as your nails dig into his back to hold him in place against you.

“Want you so bad,” he groans against your lips. “Are you ready for me, princess? Ready to take daddy’s cock?”

Afraid that your voice will fail you, you simply nod and whine needily. That seems to be enough for him though, as the tip of his length prods at your fluttering hole. You keen when he finally begins to sink into your heat.

“Fuck,” Keishin draws out the word, eyes closed in rapture. “You feel even better than I ever could have imagined, baby. So hot and tight, so wet for me, shit.”

He fucks you with slow, deep thrusts. The force behind his movements is enough to have your body moving up on the bed. One hand settles on your hips, holding you in place as he begins to pick up the pace. The other grabs your leg and places it over his shoulder, allowing him to reach deeper inside of you.

The new angle and depth has you unravelling beneath him. “Daddy please, s’too good, too much, please!” You’re babbling and drooling, nails clawing lines into his back. The coil in your stomach is tightening, and then it snaps.

“That’s right princess, cum all over my cock,” Keishin growls into your ear. “God fuck, you feel so good clampin’ down on me like that. Makes me wanna fill you up, fuck a baby into you.”

Even though you’ve just come down from your high, those words have the tension beginning to build up again. A tiny voice from somewhere deep inside your head tells you that this isn’t right, that you shouldn’t want this. But you push it far into the back of your mind, instead focusing on the pleasure that the man is bringing you.

“Breed me daddy!” you beg. “Wanna have your babies s’bad. Make me your little breeding bitch, I want it!”

His eyes roll back in his head. “Yes baby, ‘m gonna give you what you want. You’re gonna look so fuckin’ beautiful, belly swollen with my kid.” He captures your lips in a searing kiss, nipping at your lower lip. “Gonna be my pretty little wife, having my babies. You won’t ever be able to leave me. You’re mine, mine forever.”

Bringing his thumb down to rub sloppy circles against your clit, he tries to bring you to the edge along with him. His thrusts are becoming uneven, and he manages to pump into you twice more before he buries himself inside of you and spills his seed. The feeling of being stuffed with his hot cum paired with this thumb on your sensitive bud causes the coil in your belly to snap. Waves of intense pleasure wash over you for the third time that night.

Slowly, Keishin pulls out of you. Your mixed releases begin to leak out of your abused hole, but he is quick to use two fingers to push it back inside of you. “Don’t want to waste a single drop,” he mutters. “Gotta keep it all inside, love.”

When he finally falls back onto the bed next to you, the man pulls you into his arms and kisses your forehead. You snuggle into him, head resting on his shoulder. One of your hands traces across his stomach and then upwards, stroking through the soft hairs on his chest.

“I love you so much,” he mumbles tiredly. “Tell me you won’t ever leave me, please.”

Propping yourself up, you press a kiss to his chest, right over his heart. “I love you too,” you whisper. “And I’ll never leave. I promise.”

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