#hanamaki takahiro smut

[teamatsumu]

all eyes on you. (seijoh 4 x reader)

warnings: pure smut, not even an iota of plot, swearing, fem!reader, voyeurism, fingering, masturbation, implied group sex, slight degradation

word count: 1k

tags: @keiva1000 @kindnessspreads @msbyomimi @sleepyxxhead

“H-Hajime,” Your voice trembles and breaks, body arched and wound up tight. Your nails dig into his forearms enough to leave marks, but you’re not sure he minds, considering his fingers only speed up inside you and he moans deliciously in your ear.

Iwaizumi has your back against his chest, and your legs hooked over his. He spreads his legs, simultaneously spreading yours, his unoccupied arm wrapped tight around your waist to hold you in place and keep you nice and open for the three pairs of hungry eyes that are trained on your naked, sweaty body.

“Touch her clit,” Hanamaki whispers, his hand working over his own exposed cock. He is leaning back on the couch before you, looking more bored than anything, but his eyes are sizzling with heat, unblinking, and his hand on his cock is urgent. Your breath stutters, and you’re not sure if it’s because of his words or because Iwaizumi chooses that moment to curl his fingers inside you.

“Don’t tell me how to please my girlfriend.” Iwaizumi grunts back, free hand reaching up to cup at your breast almost possessively. Nevertheless, his fingers slide out of you with a wet squelch and reach up to toy at your engorged clit. Your legs jerk and you gasp at the change in sensations.

“Don’t get snarky, Iwa-chan.” Oikawa’s voice does not match the playfulness of his words. It is husky and low, and he too is playing with his erection. The head is deep pink and weeping with precum, proudly showing just how aroused he is. How can he not be? With the show Iwaizumi is using you to put on.

“She loves it so much, see? Look how pretty she looks.” Oikawa continues, voice turning softer now, more teasing. It almost doesn’t feel like a compliment. Like he is demeaning you, but it only turns you on even more. You can’t believe this is something you enjoy, the jeering way he was talking about you. Iwaizumi never did that. You whine, eyebrows creasing.

“She likes that.” Matsukawa somehow sounds just as sharp and teasing as Oikawa. He has been quiet this whole time, only watching. He hadn’t even undressed, choosing to instead stick his hand in his pants and slowly stroke over himself. Deep down, you longed to see his cock too, knowing because of the jokes the boys made over the years that he was more than well endowed. But you are too shy to voice your desire. You are already doing something you couldn’t have imagined in a million years.

“You assholes are lucky you’re even watching this.” Iwaizumi quipped. “Don’t be ungrateful.”

He keeps his fingers moving on your clit, unwinding his other arm from around you to fill up your empty hole again. You gasp and arch again, one arm reaching back to grip tight on his hair while the other continues clawing at his skin.

“Tell me how you feel, baby.” He coos, knowing you are getting closer.

“Tell us how you feel.” Oikawa interjects, grinning when Iwaizumi shoots him a glare. His hand speeds up, anticipating your release and wanting to reach his high at the same time.

“I-” You weep, tears escaping your eyes to coat your cheeks instead. “I- Hajime!”

“Sshh, I’ve got you.” Hajime kisses the skin just below your ear, a spot that he knows is sensitive. “You’re doing so good, baby. God, you’re so fucking beautiful. Everyone’s looking at you. You’re so sexy.”

“You are, Y/N-chan.” Oikawa speaks again. “Can’t believe I’ve never seen you like this before. Been missing out.”

“Wish it was me,” Hanamaki chimed in. “Wonder what your pretty pussy would feel like on my cock.”

“Watch it.” Iwaizumi warned, but you moaned loudly, clamping down hard on his fingers. Matsukawa snickered.

“You’ve got a whore on your hands, Iwa.” He commented. “She fucking loves the thought of it. Isn’t that right?”

He leans forward, hand moving faster and faster inside his jeans. His words shock you, he is so crass. But it sends a current zipping down your torso, settling like heat in the pit of your stomach. Iwaizumi rubbed hard against your clit, curling his fingers against your spot.

“You want their cocks?” Iwaizumi groans into the shell of your ear, picking up on how aroused you are getting. “You little slut. You’re not satisfied by just me. You’re not even satisfied by them watching. You need them to fuck you.”

You wail as you come, body winding tight as electricity runs up your spine and clutches tight at your lungs. You try to close your legs, to stop Hajime’s hands as they continue to abuse your sloppy pussy. He doesn’t let you, though. His legs hold yours in place as he watches your body writhe. There are groans and curses, as one man after another cums after you, reaching their limit at the sight of your undulating torso, your curled toes, your jaw slacked and your tears still flowing.

Iwaizumi finally pulls his fingers out, running his drenched hand over your sensitive cunt. You jump and whine, trying to push him away, but your weakened limbs are no match for him. He brings his hand down, spanking your pussy and making you yelp.

“Behave,” Iwaizumi nibbles at your earlobe. “Be nice. We have guests.”

Your eyes finally find your audience, their flushed cheeks and hazy eyes. You immediately notice the white that coats their cocks, their hands, some traveling up their bare fronts. You flush at the sight, and you feel something in your core stir again.

Iwaizumi pats your thigh, closing his legs and encouraging you to move. He manhandles you to face him, bringing your focus down to his still rock hard cock. Your breath hitches at the little smirk on his face.

“C’mon, baby. Take care of me. And if these idiots wanna keep watching, they’re welcome to.”

No one moves from the couch, straightening to eye the show you will put on next.

#iwaizumi hajime x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #hanamaki takahiro x reader #matsukawa issei x reader #seijoh 4 #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #iwaizumi hajime smut #oikawa tooru smut #hanamaki takahiro smut #matsukawa issei smut #haikyuu smut #hq smut

[ilyluffy]

𝒮𝐸𝒳 ~ 𝐹𝒪𝑅 ~ 𝒟𝒰𝑀𝑀𝐼𝐸𝒮

𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐱/𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲

𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬: tobio kageyama + tadashi yamaguchi + kenma kozume + takahiro hanamaki

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut (minors + ageless blogs dni!! you’ll be blocked)

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: virgin!characters, experienced!reader, afab!reader, flustered!characters, taking virginity, vaginal sex, cunnilingus/oral!f receiving, riding, creampie, blowjob (m!receiving)

𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀

tobio has just never had the time to learn about sex, much less lose his virginity. it’s always been about volleyball. his sport of choice was always his main focus but now he was older and had new teammates, he needed to find a way to bond with them. that proved difficult when all of kageyama’s teammates were more experienced than him and sex was ALL they talked about. eventually kageyama turns to you for help. you’ve always been there to assist him in the past so why not show him the ropes. he’s flustered at first just seeing your body but when he slips in and his cock gets used to your warmth, tobio catches on. before long he’s pounding your pussy like a pro and growling in your ear. “f-fucking shit, you feel so good”. now he has no problem joining in on the locker room conversations.

𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈

recently tsuki started dating someone and it occurred to yamaguchi there, he’s totally unprepared for when he got into a relationship. sure he was a nice guy and had a decent job, all things that would attract people, but he zero experience. the more he thinks about it the more anxious he gets about disappointed his partner by not being able to please them. that when he turns to you, a good friend for, assistance. yamaguchi’s so eager to learn. when you agree to help he listens to your every instruction. yam’s is more interested in knowing how to make you feel good than he’s worried about himself. when you teach him how to eat you out yamaguchi instantly becomes addicted to your taste. maybe the person he wanted to be with was actually right in front of him.

𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐌𝐀 𝐊𝐎𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐄

kenma’s more interested in his games than he is about losing his virginity. even now that he was in college he saw no need to worry about it with his youtube career taking off. then kuroo started bothering him about it. his best friend was always talking about how he couldn’t stay cooped up in his room all the time. in kuroo’s words kenma had to “go out, have fun, get laid”. at this point kenma was only interested in losing his virginity so kuroo would leave him alone. you seemed to be the easiest person to ask for help with it. kenma didn’t expect to love your pussy as much as he did. if you bouncing on his cock didn’t feel so good he’s probably be embarrassed of his own high pitched moans. you have to instruct him to rub your clit when you get close but it’s all worth it when you cream all over kenma’s virgin dick.

𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈

mattsun always got all the action and it was beginning to tick maki off. it’s not like he didn’t see his best friend’s appeal. issei was tall and had a good job. then there was hanamaki, a guy with no experience who was also in between jobs. maybe it wouldn’t have bothered him so much if issei didn’t playfully tease him about it all the time. at this point he just wanted to learn and gave sex so he could shut mattsun up. hanamaki figured you wouldn’t mind lending a hand and you didn’t. it took him off guard how flustered he got when you got on your knees to suck him off. he also didn’t expect to cum so fast but luckily the lesson wasn’t over. “now for level two. ready to actually lose your virginity?” you hum, crawling into his lap. he’s blushing but maki nods. “fuck, yes i am”.

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#apollo writes ✎ #kageyama tobio #yamaguchi tadashi #kenma kozume #hanamaki takahiro #haikyuu #hq #haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #hq x reader #hq smut #kageyama tobio x reader #kageyama tobio smut #yamaguchi tadashi x reader #yamaguchi tadashi smut #kenma kozume x reader #kenma kozume smut #hanamaki takahiro x reader #hanamaki takahiro smut

[lovelyunholyc]

cozy

!! nsfw - minors and blank/ageless blogs will be blocked :) !!

cw: fem!reader, oral (f! and m! receiving), blowjobs, face sitting, unprotected sex. established relationship. pls let me know if i missed anything :)

it had started with a bet.

you hadn't figured out what to wager yet if you won, but the bragging rights were more than enough incentive for you. it seemed trivial, but with your reputation as a scaredy cat who couldn't handle horror movies on the line, you were willing to do anything for redemption.

hanamaki had first choice for the movie since he had initiated the idea, and you were the one with something to prove. he picked an indie film, dubbed the most terrifying one of the year by critics, and though you never really trust reviews, you trust that your boyfriend always plays to win, so there was no doubt that this would be a challenge.

all you had to do, as per the rules he'd so kindly laid out, was last the whole movie, start to finish, without covering your eyes or ears or making any kind of "scared noises" (his words). simple and straightforward.

the first few scenes are easy enough to get through, as the characters are introduced and the plot is laid out. you make yourself comfortable on your couch, resting your head on his shoulder and tucking your legs beneath a blanket, letting him feed you gummy worms (because he insists if you try to feed him or yourself, you could use it as a distraction from the movie). when the strange occurrences start to come in, however, and you start to flinch, the familiar chill of fear seeping into your bones, it's a different story altogether.

it doesn't take you long to come up with a plan.

it's practically foolproof, because you know he can never resist you. the thought makes you smile to yourself, the distraction already affecting you to your benefit.

makki doesn't seem to notice when you hug him even closer to you, shifting so your hand lays surreptitiously on his chest. you slide it across his shirt slowly, letting your palm rest over his abs.

he starts to side-eye you then, you can feel it, and you bite your lip to stifle your mischievous grin. "babe? you doing okay?"

you hum out a reply, lowering your hand to his waistband nonchalantly.

makki jolts slightly, but you're pleased to know it's because of the film and not your gradual encroachment on your mission.

"gummy," you say anyway just for good measure to distract him, and look up and open your mouth in anticipation.

he supplies you immediately, popping another gummy worm in your mouth and smiling sweetly when you catch his wrist and kiss his palm in appreciation.

you chew on the candy, wait patiently for your time to strike.

another jumpscare that gets even him, and your hand slides home, down between his legs and has him jumping for a different reason entirely.

"baby, what are you d-?" he starts, but cuts himself off with a gasp when you continue squeezing at the bulge in his pants, kissing slowly up his neck until you reach his jaw, licking at the sharp line of it. he grows in your hand, and you feel a potent sense of triumph at how quickly and easily you can get him hard with barely a few touches, how sweetly he responds to you without fail.

makki's looking at you now, and even in the dim blue light of the tv you can see him blushing so nicely, despite the furrow of his brow he's trying desperately to hold. "hey, that's not-" he starts to pant, jolting once more when you find the head of his clothed cock and thumb over it. "that's not fair!"

you lick your lips, smiling smugly. "you didn't make a rule against it, hiro," you remind him, brushing his fringe away from his forehead with your free hand so you can see his eyes better. "unless you want me to stop?" you give his cock one last, sound squeeze before you let him go, and instantly his hips follow the warmth of your palm, as if on instinct. it makes you want to please him even more.

makki groans, gives you a half-hearted glare. "i didn't think you'd play dirty," he scoffs, but there's an adoring glimmer in his pretty eyes that tells you he's not too upset about this turn of events.

"with you, baby, i can't help it." you wink, give him a pointedly chaste kiss.

he curses under his breath, sighs heavily, but you know it's for show, know that he's already given in. "c'mere, you little minx," he murmurs lowly, his voice dropping lower sending shivers down your spine. he tugs you closer by the hem of his favorite sweater, the one you fight over at least once a week, and easily captures your smirking lips.

the kiss starts slow, a flurry of lingering pecks until you place your hands on the sides of his head to keep him still, growing increasingly impatient, hungry for more. you can feel him grin against your lips at that, a little wider when you shift to straddle him, never fully breaking away. he opens up for you without much prompting, lets you lick into his mouth and plunder it for your own enjoyment, until spit drips down the corner of his lips. and you don't let that go to waste, either, pulling away when your lungs start to burn and swiping it up with your tongue, smiling deviously.

god, he loves being loved by you, being desired so passionately like this, so wholly and unconditionally it makes his head spin.

and how much more dizzying it is to know he feels the same way, that he would do anything for you, would pluck out the stars in the sky for you, give you all of himself and more.

you're above him now, outlined in the flashing blue light of the tv behind you, and he thinks you look like some kind of diety, radiant with that triumphant smirk on your face, lips bitten red and all the more kissable. because you know you've already won, that he'd fall to his knees and worship you instantly.

makki's fingers dig a little deeper into the flesh of your thighs when you press your hips closer. he can feel the heat of your cunt even through your clothes, and it makes his cock twitch, hips bucking up once to chase the friction.

"hiro," you start, looking too smug for your own good, fingers tickling at the short hair on the nape of his neck. "let's make another bet."

he hums in interest for you to keep going, leans in to trail wet kisses down the side of your neck.

"if you cum before the movie ends, you have to let me sit on your face."

makki sits up then, brows furrowed in confusion. "baby, i do that every other day, and i don't consider that a punishment." he pecks at your lips, nudges your nose lovingly with his own and grins mischievously. "in fact, i see it as a privelige that i cherish greatly."

you laugh, wrap your arms around his shoulders. you suppose he's right, it has become one of his favorite things to do - and yours, too. "okay, then you owe me dinner for the entire next month."

"deal," he says before you can even finish your sentence, leaning back in to kiss you again, one hand sliding up from your thigh to prod at your clit through your silk pajama shorts.

the sudden contact makes you gasp, and he swallows it, traces the seam of your lips with his tongue, but before he can dip into your mouth once more, you pull away.

makki groans again, narrowing his eyes at you like you've interrupted something gravely important.

you kiss his frown away and giggle, slipping from his grasp to trail your lips further down his body. "can i suck your dick, 'hiro?" you ask sweetly as you settle on your knees between his legs, fluttering your eyelashes and biting playfully at the waistband of his sweats while you wait for his answer.

makki grits his teeth, presses his hands into his face to collect himself, clearly exasperated for all the best reasons. "god, you're so fucking hot, you're gonna kill me."

your smile is beyond sinister, and he thinks for a second that maybe he should be more scared of you than the movie. you nudge your nose into his bulge, delighting at the pulse his cock gives in response. "well?"

"yes, yes, fuck, please, baby, do it."

you sit up on your knees just to kiss him while you pull his pants and underwear down his thighs. he shifts to the edge of the couch with you, watches you settle back on your knees between his own, shuddering pleasantly at the hungry look in your eyes and the cool air on his newly exposed skin.

you waste no time at all, only giving him a cursory glance before taking hold of his shaft and giving the glistening tip a kitten lick. makki lets out a shaky breath above you, and the helpless sound only spurs you on. you lick a slow stripe down the underside, tracing along the prominent vein, grazing your teeth gently on his frenulum on the upstroke and earning a deep-seated groan.

makki already knows he's done for, that he'd never last the rest of the movie, has resigned himself not to even attempt that. it seems like such an impossible feat, with how well you know his body and can have him falling apart for you within minutes, how perfect your mouth feels around his cock when you pull back, satisfied with how slick you've gotten him with your spit and his precum, and then relax your jaw and surge forward to finally sink down on him, slow and steady, until he hits the back of your throat.

"sh-shit, honey," he heaves, chest tight with how you've managed to punch the air out of his lungs. "you're so fucking good at that."

he knows if you could smirk, you would be.

your fingers fondle at his balls, and he tries his best not to squirm too much in his seat. he clutches helplessly at the blanket you'd thrown off at some point in your haste beside him, his other hand tangling absently in your hair, following the way your head bobs when you find your rhythm.

he knows you love how vocal he is, so he starts to whimper your name intertwined with a variety of curses as the heat of arousal pooling low in his gut threatens to overwhelm him. not that he could help it, anyway, when you build him up and tease at him the way only you can.

you pull all the way back once, slurping up your mess as you go, and suck lovingly around the head of his cock. it makes him shiver, your eyes never leaving his, half-lidded and watery with exertion yet so determined to get what you want from him.

you fist the base of him when you pop off with a soft smack, your combined spit and his precum easing the slide of your hand, and finally you can smile lopsided at him.

makki blinks back slowly, his own eyes just as wet and lustful, cheeks irresistibly rosy, his hand drifting from your hair to caress fondly at your face despite the mess you've made of it. "i'm so fucking in love with you," he breathes, his voice thick with emotion and open desire.

you giggle breathlessly at that, kiss down his length. "you wanna cum in my mouth, hiro?" your voice is rougher, the grit in it from him, from having his dick down your throat, drives him crazy.

he nods vigorously, whines at the filthy words coming out of your mouth when you're looking up at him so innocently, then whines at the sight of his dick disappearing between your plush lips, all red and swollen now with use when you wrap them around him once more.

you grab his hand and place it back on your head, tapping at his wrist to signal him to move you the way he likes.

it makes his heart nearly give out with excitement.

makki takes care to never hurt you (unless you explicitly state that you want that, sometimes), so even in his lust-addled state, he makes sure not to push you too hard or too fast, drawing in a shaky breath when he bottoms out once more, the tip of your nose just barely grazing his pelvis. he guides more than pushes you up and down on his length, careful, meeting you halfway with a subdued buck of his hips.

you moan around him, encouraging him, and the vibrations make him groan so deeply it comes out as a growl, the pretty, choked up noises you make just for him spurring him on to speed up his pace just a bit.

he only lasts a few more sloppy thrusts before he finally gives in to the absolutely divine wet heat of your mouth. he cries out your name and spills down your throat and on your tongue when you pull back to let him watch with wonder while you work him with your fist, prolonging his high until his nerves start to sting with oversensitivity.

you swallow heartily, licking at your lips and catching stray drops of him on your chin, give the swollen head of his cock one last chaste kiss before you tuck him back into his pants. you climb back up and settle in his lap again, your thin bottoms soaked through completely and becoming increasingly uncomfortable.

makki can't wait to catch his breath before kissing you, so he doesn't, and gasps into your mouth instead. you taste like a mix of him and candy, and it shouldn't be that irresistible, but it is. he chases it from your tongue, laughs breathlessly with you when you start to laugh, both of your faces growing increasingly messy with how careless and eager he is just to taste from you.

eventually you break away and press a palm to the center of his chest to hold him back, remnants of laughter still on your face as you swipe at it with your (his!) sweater sleeves. "you're gross," you say fondly, "now you got us both all sticky and gross."

makki just waggles his eyebrows, smirks salaciously. "speaking of sticky," he starts, fingers inching up your thighs, but you give him pause by starting to wipe at his face, too.

"speaking of gross," you counter, glancing behind you at the tv screen that's still obviously playing the film even you'd forgotten about. "you didn't make it, baby. guess you'll owe me food for the whole month."

he just smiles wider, doesn't let you finish cleaning his face before he shoves a hand down your shorts, fingers finding your clit with expert ease. "yeah, yeah." he leans in to kiss you, then continues down your jaw, then your throat. "give me my reward first."

you can only gasp and laugh again, pure joy and adoration thrumming through your veins in equal measure as arousal. makki guides you down gently, positions you at the edge of the couch cushion and takes his place on his knees between your legs. you can't help but be charmed by his excitement, the obvious lust and hunger to please you glimmering in his eyes, big hands pulling your shorts and underwear off in one motion before he places your legs over his shoulders.

"fuck, baby," he murmurs, licking his lips when he finally gets a glimpse of your bare cunt, loves how your skin shimmers so nicely with how wet you are. "all for me, huh?" it makes his chest swell with pride - you were that turned on just by pleasing him.

your fingers find his hair and soothe at his scalp lovingly. "all for you," you affirm with a playful wiggle of your hips.

makki grins, and the look on his face is not unlike when his favorite meal is laid out in front of him. because, in fact, he'd argue that you were his favorite meal. he leans in and gives your slit a long, appreciative lick, from your hole to your clit, humming in satisfaction at the taste of you bursting on his tongue. he flicks and circles at your sensitive bud with the very tip of his tongue, making you gasp and whine, before he pulls away, eyes glazed over with delirious lust.

"turn around for me, angel," he says lowly, and you scramble to turn away from him, knees spread on the cushions and hands on the back of the couch to balance yourself, just as eager.

as soon as you get situated, makki sits on the floor with his back to the couch and slides his head underneath you, between your legs. you hold the hem of your sweater up against your sternum so you can see him clearly, just in time for when he grins lopsided up at you, all charm and beauty and a feral kind of hunger that makes you want to rub your thighs together, had he not taken hold of them already.

"are you ready?" you ask, breathless and in love, heart hammering in anticipation.

"give it to me, baby."

makki squeezes at the fat of your thighs in encouragement, guides you down towards his face. he wastes no time, knows you're just as ready and eager as he is. as soon as his warm tongue slides back through your folds you want to pull back, already overwhelmed, but he keeps you there, holds you firm.

he works your cunt the same way he kisses you - deep and passionate, just the right kind of sloppy, making you even more of a mess. he gathers your slick on his tongue, runs it back and forth through your folds, like he can't get enough, like he wants to savor you as much as he can, moans against you when your hips start to follow his movements, your fingers finding his hair.

makki closes his eyes, deeply satisfied, his cock starting to jump back to attention. he pays it no mind, too lost in your taste, the breathy, pretty little sounds you make, the way you pull at his hair and scratch at his scalp, just as lost in pleasure. he licks at your clit before wrapping his lips around it and sucking, and the way you gasp and shake above him makes him groan. you're so wet at this point that you're dripping down his chin, soaking his skin and yours with a mix of your slick and his saliva, and he laps at it gratefully, ravenously, not intent on wasting your bounty so carelessly.

he slips his tongue inside you just to coax more of your juices out, just to hear you whimper. he smirks against you, slides deeper until his nose nudges into your clit and you cry his name.

"fuck, hiro," you breathe, pleasure so tightly wound in your gut it steals your voice and makes you choke on your words. he blinks his eyes open just a bit, just to catch your own and make sure you don't miss the gleam in his eyes when he slurps you up loudly, smacking his lips against you.

the sound makes more heat rise to your face in embarrassment, though you're the only ones home. "love you," he mumbles into you, the words jumbled into your wet skin and broken up by each lick.

"i love- fuck, i love you," you manage to respond, knowing he'd decided then to slip his finger into your entrance just to make you stutter.

makki doubles his efforts, pushes another finger in and starts pumping, and lolls his tongue out against your swollen bud, his free hand guiding you into a slow grind onto his tongue. you whine, grip onto the back of the couch to steady yourself as your hips buck, barely controlled, chasing the sweet friction of his tongue and the pressure of his fingers inside you.

you sing his name like a prayer, back arching as you feel your high draw nearer.

makki crooks his fingers into the spot inside you that makes you keen, simultaneously catching your clit between his lips on your forward stroke and sucking, and you swear you see stars. you fall so suddenly into your orgasm, your body seizes up momentarily. your walls pulse enticingly around his digits as he continues thrusting them in and out of your cunt. he laps up what gushes out of you as if it's nectar, continues rubbing your aching clit with his tongue until you're gasping at him to stop from sensitivity, thighs trembling and no longer able to hold yourself up.

you lean all of your weight into the back of the couch in front of you, your knuckles turning white with your grip on it, as makki languidly slides his tongue through your folds a few final times. you let him clean you up, too spent to protest much, though your muscles twitch and quiver with exertion.

"hiro, kiss," you request when he finally slips out from under you, tapping at your ass cheek playfully.

makki indulges you without question, swiping haphazardly at his wet chin with his sleeve before settling back down on the couch. he grins, utterly lovestruck at your satiated expression, at the stars in your own eyes when you reach for him. he pulls you back into his lap and leans in to kiss you, the most tender one of the night. you smile against his lips when you taste yourself on him, and the lingering sweetness of the candy you've both been eating.

"you're hard again," you laugh softly when you pull away, cradling his face. even in faint light you can just make out the sparse freckles dotting his cheeks, the playful glimmer in his pretty eyes. his bangs are slightly damp with sweat and sticking to his forehead, and you brush them back fondly.

"can you blame me?" he winks at you, and it makes you laugh even more. his hands slide up under your sweater, caress over the curve of your waist before he's cupping fondly at your breasts, thumbing at your nipples and chuckling when your breath hitches. however, he makes no move to alleviate the discomfort of his erection, and instead tilts his head towards the tv screen that's since been rolling end credits. you'd forgotten it was even still playing. "i'll give you one chance to start over for your reputation."

you huff, sitting up and shaking your head. "you can play it again, but i have a better idea." your grin is nothing short of completely devious.

before he can ask about it, you shift to straddle him again, slipping a hand between you and beneath his pants again. whatever he was going to say is lost in a gasp when you stroke his cock and pull down the band of his sweats with your free hand to release it.

"angel-" makki starts, but it dissipates into a deep, guttural groan when you take hold of him and run the head of his cock against your clit and the slippery folds of your pussy, until you're both moaning together.

the swollen head of his cock catches on your entrance, and you pull him in eagerly, sink down on him slow and smooth from how wet you still are. when he bottoms out he whispers curses under his breath, and you shiver and moan at the sweet stretch, the pressure of his shaft against your walls and the tip nudging right into your sweet spot, filling you in a way you can never get enough of, in a way only he can.

you wrap your arms around his shoulders, lean in to kiss him deeply, greedily, like you need his mouth more than you need air in your lungs. he obliges, responds in kind, the feel of you wrapped so snugly around him making him all the more desperate.

when you pull away, you wink at him, too. "okay. now you can start it over."

#hanamaki takahiro #hanamaki smut #hanamaki x reader #haikyuu makki #hq makki #haikyuu makki smut #makki smut #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu smut #hq makki smut #hanamaki takahiro x reader #hanamaki takahiro smut #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x reader smut #ten.writes #nsfw. #haikyuu

[sunarc]

How long are Haikyuu boys' dick in inches?

A/N:This has been sitting in my drafts for almost a year lmaooo let me get rid of it

Seijoh Four

Iwaizumi + Oikawa + Hanamaki + Matsukawa

Oikawa’s dick is so pretty. It’s long slender but definitely packs a punch. He is around 7 inches. His dick is so smooth and feel like absolute heaven sliding into you. The tip of his picklocks so pink and pretty especially when its dripping with pre-cum. He always keeps the hair around it short because he likes a neat clean cut. This man has an entire set he uses to shave and trim the hair. He likes to cockwarm your mouth with his dick. He just get a thrill off seeing you hot and ready practically begging him to fuck your mouth. Once he’s fucking into your mouth there’s no stopping him. He wants you to take all 7 inches of him until he’s spurting warm cum down your throat.

Hanamaki’s dick is everything. It’s so pretty and veiny His dick is around 6.5 inches and he definitely knows how to use it. This man could have you shaking with just one stroke. He’s so cocky about his dick because he knows it’s pretty and he knows he can make you cum. This tip of his dick is so thick and pretty, he can fuck you with just the tip and have you creaming.If you’re wondering, yes the drapes match the curtains. Hanamaki definitely doesn’t shave as much as he should but it’s not an unruly mess but, it’s a pink forest down there. He definitely fucks you nice and slow with it because he want you to feel every inch of him. He needs to see the way your eyes roll back every time he dips the tip of his dick inside of you just to tease you because we all know he likes to be a little tease.

Iwaizumi’s dick is so thick and long. This man has a veiny dick that looks so delicious and it will definitely stretch you out. He’s around 7.5 inches. At first he definitely had some unruly hair but Oikawa made him buy trimming tools with his and now he keeps it down to a decent cut. He doesn’t like the bald look. The tip of his dick is so thick and pink and practically always drooling with precut. He’s so thick and long he doesn’t mind having to hold your hips in pace because he knows how hard it can be to take all of him. Don’t expect him to go soft on you though because he shows no mercy, his dick is big and he’ll show you exactly how he puts it to use

Matsukawa’s dick shouldn’t even need an explanation. He’s so thick and big its almost unbearable…almost. This man is around 9 inches maybe more. He is definitely touching the cervix without even being fulling in. He’s so thick and veiny and has god sent sex skills. The way this man can leave you trembling and begging for more without even fully having his dick inside of you is like magic. Matsukawa is cocky because he knows his dick is big and he doesn’t need anyone to tell him that. He is an absolute menace. He likes seeing your face scrunch up when he’s stretching your hole. He likes to make you look at yourself while he fucks you just so you can see how fuck out of it you get because of his dick so of course that means mirror sex.

#oikawa smut #oikawa headcanons #hanamaki smut #iwaizumi smut #matsukawa smut #hanamaki takahiro #hanamaki headcanons #oikawa tooru #iwaizumi hajime #iwaizumi headcanons #matsukawa issei #matsukawa headcanons #haikyuu!! #haikyuu smut #oikawa x reader #hanamaki x reader #iwaizumi x reader #matsukawa x reader

[begko]

keep quiet. -seijoh 4

warnings: 18+ MDNI, poly, implied masturbation, implied sex(? I think), idk how to tag so lmk if there's anything else

contains: fem reader, seijoh 4 x reader (but mostly Matsukawa x reader and Hanamaki x reader)

wc: 1.2 k

a/n: I feel like there's not enough seijoh 4 fics out there so I decided to write one myself lol. This is my first fic so if anyone likes this I'll finish this and try to post more. Just ask and I'll lyk if I can do it!

Living in an apartment with four other boys never left your days feeling dull. Although you were all in your 20’s and supposedly more mature than your younger selves, they were still boys. 

They would each find ways to somehow piss you off, whether consciously or not. Dirty laundry in the living room, a bag of chips left open on the counter, or the loud moans of a random girl spilling through the crack in their bedroom door. These things wouldn’t typically leave you feeling so annoyed, but hearing a repeating “Yes Oikawa!” at 3 AM– the night before your abnormal psychology midterm may I add– was seriously starting to test your patience. 

Before you knew it, you found your feet gliding stomping down the hallway towards the brunette’s room, unknowingly drawing the other three to peek out from their own doors. 

“I SWEAR TO GOD TOORU. IF SHE DOESN’T SHUT UP YOU WILL NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY AGAIN.” You emphasized your threat by loudly pounding your fist on his door, then swiftly retreating back to your room, slamming your door for good measure. You put your earbuds back in and tried to focus on the music that filled your ears.

Thankfully, you eventually drifted to sleep, but the groggy feeling you had the next morning did not dissipate, even with the large coffee you had made. After fumbling with your keys for what seemed like forever, you were met with the faces of your roommates, all waiting to greet you. They each gave you a warm smile, which normally would brighten your mood a bit, but the sight of Tooru’s face made a frown appear on your face. Without a word, you disappeared into your room and threw yourself onto the bed, hoping to catch up on some sleep.

“What did I do?” Hajime immediately slapped the back of Tooru’s head in response. “You idiot! She had an exam today and you haven’t even apologized for keeping her up!” Hajime clicked his tongue in annoyance at his best friend. Tooru rubbed the back of his head to soothe the pain. “Well how do I make her forgive me? I didn’t know she had an exam!” 

Hajime merely shook his head, “Figure it out.” he said before going to check on you. As he opened your door, he found you– jeans and all – laying face-down on your bed. A groan of acknowledgement came from your figure, causing Hajime to let out a breathy laugh. “You okay?” 

“Headache.” Was all you managed to say before beckoning him to lay with you. He obliged, letting you roll over before laying on top of your half-made bed with you. He adjusted you both so your head would be comfortably caged in his arms, while you curled into his warmth.

“It’s alright, just get some sleep. I’ll stay with you, baby.” There it was. That nickname he gave you. It always put a smile on your face, this time no different, as you drifted off with your lips sleepily curled up at the corners.

While, yes, they were annoying at times, one could argue that they had a soft spot for you. They would often lay with you if they knew you wanted the company, just as Hajime was doing. When a boy would break your heart, you would find one of them waiting outside of your lecture hall with a bouquet of daffodils, ready to take you out to eat or to a club. With them, you never needed to watch cringey rom-coms while incessantly crying. They distracted you from the heartache, until it eventually melted away. And those nicknames, god, those nicknames. You were sure that they meant nothing, but the way that they locked eyes with you as they uttered ‘Princess’ or ‘Darling’ made your heart stop in ways that felt more than platonic. Sometimes, when you touched yourself in the dead of the night, you found yourself imagining them saying it, driving you to your climax. But you would never admit that to any of them. Just as they wouldn’t admit that you would sometimes let your moans get loud enough for them to hear, driving them to let their hands wander down beyond the waistbands of their boxers. They quickly chased their high, knowing that without the sweet noises of your pleasure seeping through the thin walls, they would be left unsatiated.

You awoke to the delicious smell of food wafting in from the kitchen. After stretching a bit, you opened your eyes to find Hajime no longer next to you. You followed the smell into the main area of your apartment, finding the boys sitting at the kitchen counter chatting while Tooru stood with a pink apron on. 

Your small laugh caused them all to turn their heads to wear you stood, a smile appearing on each of their faces. You walked up to them and put your hands on the counter, surveying the mess left on top of it.

“I made you your favorite! And before you say anything, I was just about to clean up.” That drew another giggle to fall from your lips. You mumbled out a ‘You better.” as Tooru wrapped his arms around your form. “I’m sorry for keeping you up last night, please forgive me?” 

“ Fine, just buy a gag for the next time you wanna bring one of them home.” The four laughed while you began to set the table.

After dinner, Tooru told you to put on a movie while the rest of them did the dishes and grabbed something sweet to snack on. You opted to take a quick shower before doing so and changed into a comfortable tank top and shorts. As you plopped down on the couch and simply chose to re-watch The Hunger Games, Hiro and Issei sat down on either side of you. Issei guided you between his legs, allowing your head to lay on his chest, as Hiro moved your legs into his lap. Hiro draped a blanket over your form, as you gave him a small smile of thankfulness. Soon after, Hajime and Tooru sat in the smaller armchairs and started the movie. 

You’ve seen this movie a million times, after all it was your favorite. But as you watched Katniss tie herself to a tree in an attempt to get some sleep, you began to grow bored. You shifted from your position, fidgeting in hopes of becoming comfortable again. “Sit still, pretty girl. I wanna know what happens next.” You heard Issei whisper into your ear. You freeze. For some reason, the mixture of the hot breath that you felt on your neck and the raspiness of his voice made your stomach form a knot. But it wasn’t until you felt Hiro’s hand start to slowly travel up the length of your leg that you finally realized what you were feeling. You felt hot, making you squirm even more. Issei’s arm snaked around your middle, holding you in place. “I said sit still. We’ll give you a reward if you’re good.” Suddenly it felt like your senses were heightened. The feeling of Issei’s arm and Hiro’s wandering hands made your breathing come to a halt. Is this a dream?

“Do you trust us, pretty girl?”

#seijoh 4 #matsukawa x reader #matsukawa #mattsun #hanamaki #hanamaki x reader #oikawa #Oikawa x reader #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi hajime #iwaizumi smut #haikyuu #aoba johsai #oikawa tooru #haikyuu oikawa #matsukawa issei #matsukawa smut #hanamaki takahiro #haikyuu hanamaki #oikawa smut #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader

[pin-k-ink]

Matsukawa Issei X Reader X Hanamaki Takahiro

CW: public setting, fingering, hand job, groping, low-key dubcon, dry humping, threesome, no penetration, dirty talk, name calling

a/n: this was something i wrote for my seijoh wattpad fic

"dude, i think we already missed our train. we're gonna have to take the 8pm one." makki groans in annoyance as he collapses onto the bench.

"why don't we just walk?"

"hell no! we just practiced for five hours straight. i'm not-"

"makki..."

"i'm not gonna spend another hour walking-"

"makki..."

"walking halfway across the whole-"

"makki!"

"what?!"

"look." matsukawa points to a lone figure standing against the wall, eyes fixed onto the phone screen. "is that who i think it is?"

makki grins wolfishly, his eyes darkening slightly at the sight of you, the object of desire of nearly half of the school. "who knew? little miss president takes the train with the commoners."

"you know she's not like that, makki. this just means that she usually finishes her work later than us. and that she's probably been traveling by the same train that we usually do."

"yeah... if i knew it sooner, i would've started staying late with oikawa at practice so i can see her on the train."

"...makki... you're down bad."

"shut up! don't act like you don't like her either!"

mattsun grins, standing up from the bench to get a better look at you. "oh i certainly do like her." makki gapes as his friend is suddenly walking towards you.

"for fuck's sake..." makki grumbles and begrudgingly begins to follow after him.

"hey there, ms. president. fancy meeting you here." mattsun says flirtatiously, leaning against the wall right in front of you.

you blink and look up at him, taking one look before sighing tiredly. you reach up to take one of your earbuds out, glaring at the taller boy. "you volleyball players have nothing better to do than bother me, don't you? why're you here? did your pathetic excuse of a captain send you here to annoy me?"

"haha, of course not. we just missed our train and were waiting for the next one. meeting you here was just a coincidence."

you narrow your eyes at him before placing your earbuds back in. "right, a coincidence. now leave me alone. i already have to deal with you half-wits at school. i don't want to have to deal with you people outside now."

makki chuckles and approaches you from the back, leaning closer to take your earbuds out again, his breath brushing against your neck as he whispers. "oh come on, don't be like that. you know we appreciate everything that you do for us, miss president. i thought we were friends."

"friends...?" your face almost contorts with disgust at the foreign word, a witty comeback on the tip of your tongue. your words quickly die down in your throat as you suddenly feels makki blow air onto your nape, making you shiver.

mattsun couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle at your response, leaning in closer and closer until-

the sudden arrival of the train breaks the three of you out of your trace.

you quickly grab the opportunity and slip out from between the two boys, trying to ignore the sudden warmth pooling in your lower stomach as you board the crowded train.

makki and mattsun both share a glance, a single thought uniting them both: they needed to go after you.

like a predator stalking its prey, they both board the train, easily spotting you in the crowd. acting subtle, they both began to make their way deeper into the crowd until makki was behind you again, mattsun at your front.

the latter bites his lip as he feels every inch of your supple body press against his hardened one, looking down to see your chest squished against his.

feeling himself grow harder underneath his pants, he leans down to whisper in your ear. "you shouldn't have run away, princess. now we're going to have to punish you."

mattsun looks up at his friend, watching him nod with a devilish grin before makki slowly circles his hands around your middle, his hands smoothing over your soft stomach, playing with the waistband of your skirt.

he leans down as well, nibbling on your earlobe as he feels her breathing pick up. "tell me what you want, princess."

you chew on your bottom lip, feeling your honey begin to drip out of your cunt at their words, but your pride wouldn’t let you give in.

mattsun knew you needed a little more convincing and decided to take matters into his own hands. literally.

his hands slowly snaked around your body as well, his large palms smoothing over the globes of your ass, kneading the plush flesh.

he could feel you lean against him, your breath fanning across his clothed chest as your body trembles.

makki, in turn, slides his hand under your skirt, stopping just short of where you needed him most, his fingers brushing against the edge of your panties.

"please..." you finally whimper softly, your eyes tearing up.

"what was that, darling?" mattsun grins, his hands still kneading your plump ass cheeks.

his breath hitches in his throat as he looks down, only to be greeted by the breathtaking sight of your flushed face, your large doe eyes lined with unshed tears and your plump bottom lip pushed out in a pout.

"p-please... want you to touch me.."

makki kisses your shoulder, his fingers finally slipping under your panties.

"say no more, princess. let us take care of you."

mattsun leans down to capture your lips in a searing kiss, swallowing your moans just as makki slips two of his fingers inside of you easily. "fuck, you're so fucking wet for me, princess. such a slutty girl."

mattsun pulls back a bit, taking your bottom lip between his own lips, sucking softly before he lets go, enjoying the flustered look on your face. "is that right, princess? are you really a little slut?"

makki chuckles, pulling at your collar a bit so he could press his lips against your shoulder, breathing in your lovely scent. "it's gotta be true, mattsun. look at how wet our little girl got. she must like getting fingered in public."

as if to prove a point, makki pulls his fingers out of you, his eyes darkening with lust as he sees your arousal webbing between his fingers.

"oh, baby. you like the idea of getting caught?" mattsun whispers in your ear, watching makki lick his fingers clean before slipping them back inside you. "how does she taste, makki? is she as sweet as we thought?"

"man, she's even sweeter than i imagined." makki attached his lips to the side of your neck, sucking a mark onto your skin as he pumps his fingers in and out of your dripping cunt.

unable to hold himself back anymore, mattsun slowly guides your hand down towards his pants. "go on, princess. make me feel good too. otherwise makki won't let you cum. isn't that right?"

"hmm, he's right, baby. go on and jerk him off. you gotta make him cum first, okay?" makki whispers in your ear, his own erection pressed against the side of your hip.

you whimper softly, tilting your head up to kiss matsukawa again as your hand fumbles with the zipper of his pants, your other hand digging into makki's thigh.

"go on, princess. i wanna see you jerk him off." makki continues to suck red and purple bruises onto your skin, his fingers unrelenting inside of her.

with bated breath, you finally manages to free matsukawa's length through the zipper hole, your breath hitching at the sheer size, or rather, at just the mere sight of it. "is this your first time seeing one, princess?"

you nod, trying to close your fist around his girth, barely making your fingers meet due to his thickness. a small pearl of precum beads at the tip and you rub your thumb over his slit, slathering the clear fluid around.

"you're doing so well, baby. keep going." hanamaki encourages you, watching your small hand move along his friend's dick.

he couldn't help himself, his own hips moving ever so slightly as he humped his erection against your hip, slipping a third finger inside of you.

he bit down on your shoulder, wanting to feel your own hand around his cock, but he knew he had to wait. the movement of your bodies were strategically masked by the moving train, the people around you lost in their own little world, unaware of the sinful acts the three of you were committing.

matsukawa continues to make out with you, whispering your name against your lips before slipping his tongue into your mouth. he could feel himself grow impossibly hard, leaking an ungodly amount of precum just from the sounds coming from your luscious lips.

"such a good girl for us. does this feel good, baby?" makki manages to angle his fingers just enough to brush against your g spot, hearing your muffled whimpers as your thighs tremble.

he continues to finger-fuck you, your own hand unrelenting against mattsun's cock, shivers running down your spine as you feel him twitch and throb against your palm.

"fuck, you're so good at this..." mattsun whispers against your lips, feeling your fist squeeze the head of his cock before moving down again. at this point, he was practically fucking your fist. "ah god... k-kamine, m' gonna- gonna-"

you let out a sharp gasp as you suddenly feels something hot and sticky flood your palm, your hand instinctively milking out every last drop before you feel his length soften in your hand.

grinning, makki decides to take it up a notch. "good job, princess. time for your reward." his free hand slides around to rub tight circles on your swollen clit while he pumps three of his fingers in and out of your sopping hole.

he lets out a soft groan as he feels your tight, velvety walls clench around his fingers, your nectar flooding out of you and onto his fingers.

mattsun had cleaned himself up and tucked himself back into his pants. he stayed silent as you slump against his chest, taking a couple of tissues to wipe your inner thigh as makki licks off every single drop of your honey off of his fingers.

your hands tiredly grip at his shirt, your face buried in his chest as you whimper softly, still coming down from your high.

"shh, it's okay, princess. we got you." matsukawa presses his lips to the top of your head as he holds you close. "you did so well for us."

makki smiles as well, wiping his fingers clean before he presses his lips against one of the hickeys he made on your neck. "who knew our cute little president was such a freaky little-"

he gets cut off as he feels a sharp kick to his shin, looking down to see you glaring at him. "hey now, i was just joking."

matsukawa chuckles, continuing to hold you close to him as the train arrives at their stop. "we'll walk you home, okay?"

he didn't wait for an answer before taking your hand and tugging you outside of the train.

#haikyuu x reader smut #haikyu x reader #haikyuu smut #haikyuu #makki x reader #mattsun #mattsun x reader #matsukawa issei #matsukawa x reader #matsukawa smut #hanamaki takahiro #hanamaki x reader #hanamaki smut

[cpidsworld]

` telling then you wanna fuck without saying it

smau ft. sejoh 4 x gender neutral reader

minors and ageless blogs please stay tf away <3

a/n: seriously i was bored and these make me ugly laught i'm sorry

feel free to request other characters if you want more!

#haikyuu smau #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu texts #haikyuu smut #oikawa torū #haikyuu oikawa #haikyuu toru oikawa #oikawa x reader #iwaizumi hajime #hq iwaizumi #iwaizumi smut #iwaizumi x reader #takahiro hanamaki #hanamaki smut #hq hanamaki #hanamaki x reader #matsukawa issei #haikyuu matsukawa #matsukawa issei x reader #matsukawa x reader #gender neautral reader

[vampyirr]

No Nut November

w/seijoh 4

seijoh made a bet…

(guidelines made it ‘mature’ sorry)

oikawa

this man is horny 24/7 so he doesn’t last long. only last a week and a half or 2 weeks. he’s touching u all the time. grabbing your ass, squeezing your chest, your thighs. he’s all over you. teasing him is so much fun. wearing short shorts, tank tops, bending down in front of him. he finally snaps when you sit on his lap and grind down on him. he does not stop at all he fucks you for so long

iwa

lasts a long time, 3 weeks (he was so close) he can control himself but only for so long. the first week is easy for him but the second week he can barley hold himself back. you just look so fuckable. he catches himself staring at your ass and the way your tits jiggle when you jump or laugh. he tried real hard but couldn’t. he fucks you so hard and rough like u cant walk after.

matsukawa

he lasts the whole month. it wasn’t easy tho. he definitely got hard like 3 times a week but he managed to get through it. by the end he got hard just looking at you. he was so tempted to just fuck you every time u were around him. he was definitely needy at the end. he fucked you till you couldn’t even speak after

hanamaki

half the month. he kinda tried but he couldn’t resist you. you just looked too good for him not to fuck you. he would hug you from behind and press himself against you so you could feel how hard he his is for u. he kept thinking about all the things he wanted to do to you. when he finally gives into the urge, your on ur knees in front of him taking off his shorts

#oikawa smut #hq oikawa #oikawa toru x reader #iwazumi smut #iwazumi x reader #hq iwaizumi #matsukawa smut #matsukawa issei #hq matsukawa #hanamaki smut #hanamaki #hanamaki takahiro #hq hanamaki #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x reader smut

[syuga-s]

the art of seduction... and hair pulling

w.c. I genuinely don't know around 2.6k (???)

pairing. Oikawa x female!reader, implied Makki x reader & Iwaizumi x reader i'm sorry

genre. crack, suggestive

a/n. haikyuu girl what are you doing here!!! I got carried away. A lot. I was planning on doing a blurb, a short imagine for fuck's sake, BUT HERE WE ARE. be wary of guy friends who will tug on your hair with no warning, they're out there ☝️ curse words here and there 👍

Friends since high school, you and your close-knit group, the infamous Seijoh Four and your best friend Momo. It was just supposed to be a night out with your friends. Those four plus you and Momo. A casual night out. You had gone to one of your fave spots in town, an outdoor brewery, one of the few calm places where there was a table big enough for all of you.

Oikawa was deep into a conversation with Makki and Mattsun while you were talking with Iwaizumi beside you and Momo in front of you. Each group in their own topic. Tonight you were in the middle of Oikawa and Iwaizumi, while the other side sat with Mattsun, Makki and Momo in that order.

Momo leaned in conspiratorially, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "So, have you heard about Iwa's last ex?" she begins, her voice dropping to a hushed whisper.

Iwaizumi raises an eyebrow, clearly not thrilled about the direction the conversation is taking. "Oh, not this again," he mutters.

As Momo's words hang in the air, you can't help but lean in, curiosity piqued. "spill it," you urge, a playful smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

Iwaizumi lets out a resigned sigh, knowing there's no escaping the impending gossip. "Fine, but keep it down," he says, glancing around to make sure no one nearby can overhear. "What about her?"

"Oh, I've got to hear this," you declare, unable to contain your excitement.

Iwaizumi lets out a long-suffering sigh, shooting Momo a playful glare. "You know what, I thought we agreed to leave my dating disasters in the past," he grumbles with amusement in his eyes.

Momo waves off his protests with a dismissive flick of her hand. "Oh, come on, Iwa-chan, it's all in good fun," she insists, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.

In the same table you could also hear,

"I'm telling you, guys, it's all in the wrist action," Oikawa insists, his voice laced with a hint of smugness.

Makki chuckles, shaking his head in amusement. "And here I thought you were just born with that perfect hair-pulling technique," he teases, earning a playful shove from Matsukawa.

Oikawa and your other two friends were talking about the proper way to pull someone's hair while you're at it, Oikawa was pretty sure, if not a 100% sure, he had the supreme technique, the mother of all of them.

"Alright, so picture this," Oikawa begins, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he leans in closer to Makki and Mattsun. "You're with a girl, right? And you want to add a little extra... to the moment."

Makki nods eagerly, a grin spreading across his face. "I'm listening," he says, leaning in closer to catch every word.

Oikawa flashes them a confident smirk before continuing. "So, you start by gently running your fingers through her hair," he explains, his voice taking on a theatrical flair. "And then, just when she least expects it, you give a little tug."

Matsukawa raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "And what's the secret to the perfect tug?" he asks, crossing his arms with an unamused tone.

Oikawa grins, clearly enjoying being the center of attention. "Ah, my dear friends, that is the million-dollar question," he replies, his voice dripping with faux wisdom. "You see, it's all about the timing and the angle. Too hard, and you risk pulling her hair out. Too soft, and it's just not as satisfying."

Makki and Mattsun exchange amused glances, barely able to contain their laughter at Oikawa. "Write that down, write that down," Makki chuckled while hitting Mattsun’s arm.

Having you next to him was perfect for the coming demonstration.

Unbeknownst to you, Oikawa's claims of expertise would soon be put to the test. In a daring move, he seized the opportunity to demonstrate his supposedly flawless technique, entangling his fingers in your hair and giving it a sudden tug. The shock of the unexpected sensation rippled through you, and a soft whimper escaped your lips, instantly catching the attention of your friends.

The air crackled with silent acknowledgment, each member of the group acutely aware of what just happened.

The suddenness of the noise caught you off guard. After that sound came out of your mouth, your eyes flew open in shock. Shocked of having done that noise? While in front of all your friends? Did they hear? The truth was – they had. Of course they did. Only someone who wasn’t paying attention didn’t get to hear you. All of the people in this table got to hear you whimper with the little action your dear friend over here did.

A single thought echoed in your mind. Oikawa what the fuck?

You blinked a few times. As your eyes met with Momo's amused gaze, you saw she was having a hard time keeping her laughter to herself. Next, you turned to Iwaizumi, noting how he was clenching his jaw and the subtle movement of his Adam's apple as he avoided meeting your eyes. Now Makki. His hand was covering his mouth not actually in shock, but with both of his eyebrows raised, you could see a blend of amusement and disbelief, a mirror to your own expression, while Mattsun's swift return to his beer signaled his desire to move past the subject.

“See? I told you it works. I’ve perfected it over time.”

You jerked your head to the side, eyes wide as you tried to process the startling words of this fucker. A fucker who dared turn you on in front of all your friends.

Oikawa's audacious declaration jolted you into reality. His casual demeanor only fueled the disbelief and arousal swirling within you, leaving you speechless and utterly flustered.

“Excuse me, I’ll be right back,”

As you excused yourself to visit the bathroom, the scolding at the table started, with a newfound focus on nagging Oikawa for his move. Momo took the lead, her voice carrying a playful reminder as she wagged her hand at Oikawa. "Oikawa, you can't just go around pulling people's hair like that!" she chided, though a glint sparkled in her eyes, softening the scolding tone. Iwaizumi chimed in with a mock-serious expression, his deep voice laced with amusement. "Yeah, next time, at least buy her dinner first or something," he quipped, earning a round of laughter from the group.

Makki and Mattsun joined in the teasing, their playful banter serving to diffuse any tension. "Come on, Oikawa, we all know you think you’re smooth and all that, but that was a bit much," Makki teased, his grin infectious as he hit Oikawa's shoulder. Mattsun, ever the voice of reason, poked some fun too. "You're lucky she didn't slap you," he joked, raising his glass in a mock-toast to their friend's boldness.

Oikawa’s gaze lingered on the spot where you had disappeared to the bathroom. An impish grin tugged at the corners of his lips. He pushed himself away from the table, something naughty about his aura.

‘I’ll be right back,’ he announced casually, his voice barely above a whisper but loud enough for his friends to hear. Without waiting for a response, he sauntered away from the table, his steps purposeful as he made his way to find you.

Makki and Mattsun exchanged a knowing look, their grins widening as they watched their friend’s calculated move.

“Do we all know where he’s off to?” Makki mused, his voice low enough to make the remaining ones at the table hear him.

Mattsun chuckled softly, taking a sip of his drink before offering his own theory. “Probably to continue his little game with y/n,” he replied, a hint of amusement coloring his tone. “That man doesn’t know when to quit.”

Their conversation was punctuated by Momo’s playful jab, her eyes alight with mischief. “I think Oikawa enjoys stirring up things with her just for the thrill of it,” she quipped.

Iwaizumi couldn't help commenting “Honestly, I think y/n knows exactly what she’s doing too,” he remarked. “She’s always had Shittykawa wrapped around her finger,”

"Wouldn’t surprise me if she gets him about to bust one before we even leave this place,”

"Yeah I remember that time y/n whispered something in my ear that had me blushing for hours. She fucking knows how play with you" Makki smirked.

Mattsun chuckles, shaking his head in amusement. “I guess we've been spared from y/n’s mischief so far,”

“Right, Iwa? Momo?”

Iwaizumi’s lips quirk into a knowing smirk, his gaze flickering briefly to Momo before returning to Mattsun. “Oh, yeah that's right” he replied cryptically. Plainly brushing him off.

Back in the bathroom you couldn't suppress the laughter bubbling up within you at the absurdity of the situation. Despite of having felt embarrassed for a couple of minutes. That actually turned you on. Of course, Oikawa and you have flirted a few times before. It was in both of your natures but tonight it opened a door. You bit your lip as you fixed your hair in the mirror, a mischievous glint danced in your eyes, reflecting a latent desire stirring.

Just as you left the bathroom, to your surprise, there stood Oikawa, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. His presence caught you off guard, yet you couldn't deny the rush of anticipation that surged through you at the sight of him. "Well, well, well, look who it is," he teased, his voice laced with amusement as he leaned against a door frame, his gaze locking with yours.

As Oikawa began to close the distance between you, his presence seemed to fill the entire room, enveloping you in a heady mix of excitement. You couldn't help but feel small in comparison to his commanding presence, his height and confidence casted a spell over you. Your eyes traced the lines of his figure, taking in every detail, from the confident tilt of his head to the way his shirt clung to his muscular frame.

The air between you thickened and got hotter. Feeling small under his imposing presence, you let your eyes roam over his figure, taking in the way he filled the space around you.

Now it was your turn to toy with him. In a moment of daring impulse, fueled by the charged atmosphere between you, you decide to trace the contours of his torso, your fingertips trembling with anticipation as they hovered over his defined muscles.

As your hand traced him, lingering over the defined curve of his pec, you felt a surge of boldness wash over you. With each deliberate touch, you reveled in the sensation of his warmth beneath your fingertips, relishing the way he responded to your teasing caress.

Oikawa was battling within himself, torn between the desire to reciprocate and the temptation to let you take the lead. He longed to tangle his fingers in your hair once again, or to feel the warmth of your skin beneath his touch. Yet, a voice of restraint urged him to hold back, to savor the moment and revel in your boldness. Wrestling with his impulses, he decided to wait, allowing you to dictate the pace for now, but eagerly anticipating the moment when he could fully engage in this game between you two.

Your eyes, locked in a magnetic gaze with his own, refused to waver, captivated by the depth and intensity of his caramel-colored irises. It was as if they held a secret language, speaking volumes without uttering a single word.

You could feel the heat radiating between you, a palpable energy that pulsed in the air around you. You edged closer to him, close enough to have him smell the intoxicating scent of your freshly shampooed hair mingled with your perfume, the very same perfume he found utterly irresistible and loved since years ago. It was a scent that consistently drew him to your side, the very reason he always sought out the seat next to you in any setting.

Your lips got dangerously close to his own, and he could swear that the same soft whimper you let out a few minutes ago was going to escape his mouth.

With a teasing smile, you leaned back slightly, the warmth of your breath grazing his lips tantalizingly. "See? I have my own tricks too," you whispered, your voice a playful melody that danced in his ears.

As your lips parted from his, a surge of anticipation rippled through him, leaving him longing to clash his lips against yours. But before he could act, your mouth moved to his ear, your words sending a shiver down his spine. "I had to even the score, don’t you think?" you murmured, the gentle tease laced with a hint of filthiness.

As you both return to the table, you notice a fresh round of beers waiting for you, courtesy of your friends.

Their eyes flicker between you and Oikawa, a knowing grin spreading across their faces as they take in his subtle change in expression.

Momo raises an eyebrow playfully. "Looks like someone's got a lot on their mind," she teases, her voice laced with amusement. Iwaizumi offers a knowing smirk, his gaze lingering on Oikawa for a moment before he takes a sip of his drink. "What's got you all worked up, Oikawa?" he asks, his tone light but not passing on the opportunity to embarrass him a bit.

Makki and Mattsun, sharing a silent chuckle as they await Oikawa's response.

Oikawa chuckles nervously, trying to maintain his composure as he feels the weight of everyone’s gaze on him. “Oh, you know, just contemplating the mysteries of the universe,” he quips.

“Bullshit my guy,” you finally said. Pride written all over your face.

Makki's mischievous grin widens as he leans in, unable to resist adding fuel to the fire. "Don’t tell me you’re actually blushing bro," his tone light-hearted but teasing. Oikawa's cheeks flush even more at the remark, and he shoots Makki a mock glare.

Matsukawa chimes in with a smirk, "I thought you were the 'Grand King' Oikawa. Can't handle a little friendly ribbing?"

Between his nerves and his brain recovering from what you did to him, what Oikawa actually heard was, “Can't handle a little friendly rubbing?" And Oikawa's eyes widened slightly, a subtle shift in his demeanor as he realizes the implications of Matsukawa's words.

Oikawa’s voice raised an octave in panic, “WHAT DID YOU SEE?”

Iwaizumi’s smirk widened as he saw his friend's reaction, "Relax, Oikawa," he replies. "We didn't see anything, but your reaction says it all.”

Makki, always the one to jump in with his comments, couldn't resist adding his two cents. "y/n, honey, remind me to never play with your hair," a playful wink sent to you.

bonus. because i'm in love with iwa-chan and i couldn't help imagine this part even though it doesn't fit the story anymore

As the night went on, Iwaizumi found himself gravitating towards you more often than usual, his protective instincts kicking in. Whether it was subtly adjusting his position to make you more comfortable, offering you his jacket when the evening air turned colder, or simply engaging you in conversation with a gentle smile, his actions speak volumes about his care and concern for you. You can't help but feel a warmth spreading in your chest each time he looks out for you. Iwaizumi ended up leaning over and pulled you into a sideways hug, his arm draped casually around your shoulders. With a warm smile, he squeezes you gently, his voice soft as he says, “You feeling okay?” Not sure if he meant something regarding your alcohol intake or something about what happened tonight. Regardless, feeling the comforting weight of his arm around you, you lean into his embrace, grateful for having him in your life, like this.

#haikyuu #haikyu x reader #oikawa tooru #oikawa x reader #haikyuu oikawa #hq oikawa #oikawa x you #iwaizumi hajime #iwaizumi x reader #haikyuu iwaizumi #hq iwaizumi #hanamaki takahiro #hanamaki x reader #hq x reader #matsukawa issei #matsukawa x reader #haikyuu matsukawa #seijoh #hq imagines #haikyu smut #hq smut

[splitontendo]

pairing: takahiro hanamakki x f!reader

synopsis: having no money and the worst job leads you to dark places, answering a strangers roommate ad. leading you to meet the roommate from hell, who happens to have the solution to your problems and isn’t too bad at giving head.

genre: smau, crack, enemies to lovers, smut, angst, content creator!makki, slooooow burn.

status: ongoing

🎀 meet the characters!

୨ৎ 01 | what does lore mean?

୨ৎ 02 | piss baby

୨ৎ 03 | ok cool guy 🙄

୨ৎ 04 | walking clinic

୨ৎ 05 | cooking

୨ৎ 06 | my boygina is pulsating

୨ৎ 07 | put some inches in me then

୨ৎ 08 | baby you don’t even know (written + smut)

୨ৎ 09 | hole pic tmr tho??

୨ৎ 10 | the baffoon

୨ৎ 11 |

୨ৎ 12 |

୨ৎ 13 |

୨ৎ 14 |

୨ৎ 15 |

MTBA!

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[byakkomaruu]

listen to me for just. one second. hear me out. imagine, if you will.

your roommates are mattsun and makki. you're fuck-buddies with both, but you don't tell either of them, thinking they don't know.

they know. they tell each other everything, they definitely fucking know.

but they don't care. your fuck-buddy relationship with both of them was meant to be platonic with no limits, and if either of you found a true lover, the fuck-buddy relationship would end with no hard feelings-- hopefully no feelings at all.

they know. they just think it's funny that you don't know. and they also have banger sex with you, so really, who's losing here?

speaking of the fact that mattsun and makki tell each other everything, they talk about their sex with you to each other. and it's not like, "hAhA bRo NiCe." there was a time when mattsun brought your vibrator into the ring and then he texted makki everything. the summary of it:

issei: SETTING NUMBER THREE SETTING NUMBER THREE SETTING NUMBER THREE.

takahiro: what the fuck.

takahiro, two days later: SETTING NUMBER THREE HOLY SHIT OH MY GOD.

you think they don't know you're fucking both of them. meanwhile, they just scraped "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" off of your ice cream cake and replaced it with "we know :3" with girly pink icing in takahiro's chicken scratch handwriting. it's their new inside joke.

#haikyuu smut #haikyuu!! smut #haikyuu x reader smut #mattsun smut #matsukawa issei smut #matsukawa smut #hanamaki smut #hanamaki takahiro #no because what if i make this a series. #should i make this a series.

[ilylovelyz]

haikyuu as dog/cat breeds (prt 2.)

prt 2 lets gooooo - i really like pondering 🤔 about their breeds (includes aobajohsai and shiratorizawa) - c prt 1.

aobajohsai

oikawa - he's such a ragdoll. pretty and nice coat, not too long/fluffy or thin/short. won many cat competitions. he's real sweet and friendly with your guests but once they leave he'll attack your leg for treats. he's manipulative? really smart too. a very loud cat and loves to play. can be a total brat and knock your shit over just to fuck with you. absolutely traumatizes your dogs if you have any, gets really pissed off if you smell like another cat and almost borderline bullying if you do get another cat.

iwaizumi - either a tosa or dutch shepard. he's really energetic and you thought he would calm down as he grows but nope! he's still dragging you out of bed for walks lol. somehow gentle and rough while playing with you. doesnt really bite you, only nibbles. not rlly protective of you but wary of strangers, not really hostile and open to guests. barks a lot, but will quiet down if you shush him cuz hes a good boy. def has a silver chain for a collar cuz hes cool like that 😈 really good with kids, never runs away because he's content with the life he has.

akira - a really lazy snowshoe cat. can be really mean but sweet afterwards cuz he feels bad. the type to run away if you start to cry. sleeps majority of the time and usually only eats when hes awake. really curious but doesnt like it when you have guests. likes to sleep in the middle of your bed and will fight back if you try to move him. doesn't like being picked up. at first he wasnt really cuddly but now he'll be all up in your business if you lay down.

kentaro - boerboel. he's super aggressive and protective of you, barks at everyone who isnt you. he's super rough when playing and has given you a few scars. really heavy but i can see him being kinda cuddly. he'll sit at your side, ears perked up and doing that half bark thing dogs do when something catches their eye. definitely has a chain and you have to use it a few times cuz he doesn't listen that well. fights with any dog, but does have this specific friend thats not even a dog, but a cat 😭 loves to play fetch. doesnt run away because his instincts to protect the house are too strong. not the best with kids 😬

mattsun - simple black cat that is really chill. not necessarily friendly but doesnt run away from strangers. super sleepy and his meows are really deep for some reason. not super vocal but will occasionally meow for your attention. not too cuddly but sweet. when he cleans himself it's super loud and almost obnoxious and always at night when ur trying to sleep. not very fond of dogs. doesn't necessarily get scared of anything unless he's being toyed with.

hanamaki - a simple labrador. not necessarily full of energy and lays around, not even sleeping, just watching you. kinda judgy of you for some reason and always side eyes you. not really cuddly either and just overall just exists. occasionally howls tho. sometimes he'll have the urge to play, but it's not really playing but rather straight bullying cuz he's a jerk 😒 was a really cute puppy and you miss those days a lot

shiratorizawa

ushijima - please i was so excited for this one, he's a saint bernard. a really big and heavy one too. was even big as a puppy. doesnt bark often but when he does it's loud, only really barking for your attention. he's really good with commands. likes walks and occasionally plays. he doesn't get along too well with other dogs, just because he just stands there and watches. gives the sweetest puppy eyes ever. again, really heavy, and growls when someone gets into his personal space. but he is really patient, but will run away from little kids. has teeth, but doesnt know how to use them 😕

tendo - a greyhound. a really silly one that is so cuddly, he's practically glued to you. hes so energetic and always slipping. real vocal but not too loud. gets really sad if someone doesnt wanna play with him ☹️ really great with kids and really protective of them. not necessarily protective of you. chases after cars 100%. HE HAS A FAVORITE TOY. has kinda severe separation anxiety 💔

semi - hes a beautiful grey tonkinese cat. his personality is really dependable whether he slept well. moderately playful and just really nice. hes really chill, but can get a little annoyed if someone is bothering him. not scared of fireworks or loud noises, moderately vocal. he can be a bit of an asshole tho 💔 but its okay cuz hes pretty 🫶🏼

shirabu - obviously the biggest asshole so hes a chausie. you got him cuz he was really beautiful and calm as a baby, but you woke up the same night you got him to him clawing at your toe that was poking out of your blanket. bites hard and makes you bleed. gives many battle scars 😒 surprisingly very vocal and has screaming matches with you. not necessarily very playful but he does chase you from time to time. bro he has such a mean face 😭 not fond of people or other animals. sometimes cuddles, sometimes.

goshiki - a jack russel terrier 😭 please he's all bark no bite 🤦🏽‍♀️ tries to act tough and menacing but the only thing thats menacing is the way hes a squeaker 🌚 real playful and kinda protective, but theres not much he can rlly do cuz hes a small dog. cant even fight off a cat (shirabu), and will cry out if something bigger than him goes after him. hes a real good boy tho, absolutely smitten for you and has separation anxiety if ur gone for a little too long.

#haikyuu!! smut #haikyū!! #haikyuu #haikyu smut #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu yandere #haikyuu pregnant #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyu x reader #haikyuu texts #haikyuu angst #haikyuu breeding #oikawa tooru #iwaizumi hajime #akira kunimi #matsukawa issei #hanamaki takahiro #ushijima wakatoshi #tendou satori #shirabu kenjirō #semi eita #goshiki tsutomu #kyoutani kentarou

[creative-crybaby]

Vixen

PAIRING: timeskip!Hanamaki Takahiro x fem!reader

GENRE: smut (18+)

Minors DNI

TAGS + WARNINGS: oral (m receiving), cum eating

Let me know if I missed anything.

WORD COUNT: 1.5k

SUMMARY: With your boyfriend's help, you put your new lip stain's transferability to the test. All characters are 18+

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“In here!”

Having called your name from the kitchen, the former athlete follows your voice. Your tone indicated you were distracted, and with his current need for your attention, he knew he had to get to the bottom of this.

Hanamaki pokes his head into your shared bedroom at your response, quirking his brow. There, he finds your back to him, seemingly focused on your reflection in the full-length mirror. Careful not to startle you, he quietly approaches your figure, soon hearing a light click.

“Whatcha’ doin’?” Hanamaki hums, peering over your shoulder. You blink in surprise, then compose yourself quickly before facing him.

“Just getting ready,” you respond. In your hold is a tube of lipstick, and you return your attention to the mirror to fix potential makeup errors. “Some girl friends and I are having lunch and going shopping today.”

“Was that today?” Your boyfriend purses his lips. Your brows crease as you eye his reflection. He chuckles, a twinge of nervousness still somewhat noticeable in his voice. “Kidding, kidding.”

You don’t bother answering, instead opting to fan your lips, which sport a mid-tone rose hue. You then face your partner again. 

“What do you think?” You step back to give him a once-over, tilting your head at different angles to show off your makeup. 

Hanamaki whistles lowly, his eyes scanning every inch of you before he takes your hand, pulling you into him. “I’m a real lucky guy.”

“Obviously.” You laugh airily, tightening the embrace before pulling away several seconds later. His eyes soften; no matter how often you two tease and poke fun at each other, he meant what he said. Judging by your equally-smitten expression, you’re aware of this fact. 

Hanamaki’s eyes trail to your lips, his lids drooping slightly. “New lipstick?”

You hum in confirmation, the corners of your lips twisting upwards. “Lip stain.”

“Lip stain?” 

“A lipstick that basically won’t come off.” You plant a kiss on his cheek, staying there for a few seconds before pulling back and making your boyfriend face the mirror. No evidence of your affection is to be found on his face, and his brows raise in slight fascination. “Totally kiss-proof.”

Hanamaki perks up at your last comment. “Bet.”

Not a second later, you smash your lips against his, making him produce a strange noise in surprise before following your lead. Unfortunately for him, you pull back before things can escalate, and he pouts. You quickly kiss his pursed lips as an apology, then gently turn his head to look at his reflection once more. Not a stain in sight. 

“Oh, wow,” Hanamaki mumbles, squinting his eyes ever so slightly at the mirror. You giggle silently before leaving a trail of soft kisses from his jaw down his neck. Your boyfriend subconsciously tilts his head, giving you more access as he sighs from your touch. “Oh, wow.”

You giggle again, tickling his skin as one of your hands slides down his body and playfully tugs at his sweatpants’ waistband. Hanamaki’s head snaps towards you, meeting your narrowed gaze. A familiar smile grows on your painted lips, and he gulps. 

“There’s one more thing I wanna try to test this product,” you whisper like you two aren’t the only ones in your shared apartment, like you’re palming his bulge in a crowd, in front of an audience. His face explodes with heat like he’s being watched. “Mind if I give it a go? Just to be sure, of course.”

Your boyfriend’s mind draws a blank. It’s not uncommon for either of you to initiate sexual acts, though it doesn’t stop him from getting flustered whenever you make the first move. As much as he loves taking care of you, having you take control gets him feeling like a high schooler again—antsy, surely sweating as heat radiates off his body, and his thoughts reel past him as he stays stuck in his brain. The same person who put him in that spiral is the only one who can pull him out of it.

Your hand slowly glides back up his body and away from his crotch, and Hanamaki snaps out of his state. He grabs your wrist, halting your retreat, and your eyes widen at the sudden action. You’re quick to regain composure, however, and a smirk grows on your face. With your lips back on his, you lead him to your shared bed, the back of his knees hitting the side and forcing him to sit on the mattress. Neither of you pulls away from the kiss, even as you assist him in removing his sweats and boxers down to his ankles and freeing his cock. 

Much to Hanamaki’s displeasure, you break the little makeout session, dropping to your knees and settling between his thighs. You give him another look–peering up at him through your lashes with that same smirk–though you wait like he might back down. Your lover only further spreads his legs, leaning back on the bed with his hands and giving you a reassuring smile, doing his best to ignore the acrobatics in his belly. 

Knowing you, your boyfriend braced himself for your upcoming teasing, only to hiss when you took about half of his cock in your mouth. A shiver crawls up his spine, and he lets out a gurgled whine. 

You’re not wasting any time, your mouth warm and wet as you coat his shaft with your saliva. Hanamaki has to refrain from snapping his legs closed with you in between them, flexing his thighs to keep him grounded as his breathing grows shallow. The view below doesn’t help; pretty painted lips wrapped around his cock, a light sheen of drool glossing them the more of his dick they take. He’s almost embarrassed at how fast his vision grows hazy. 

The sounds are just the icing on the cake, ringing in his ears and sure to bounce around in his skull for the rest of the day. The loud slurping and gulping have him gripping the sheets, trying his best not to grab your head and force the rest of him down your throat. Not that it was necessary, what with you reaching his base in no time, the air from your nostrils fanning his trimmed pubes. Every time you pull back, a clear ring of your spit and his precum stays behind, some of it even oozing down to his balls. 

“Shit, baby,” Hanamaki drawls, throwing his head back as you bob yours faster. You moan–on purpose, no doubt–and the vibrations make his toes curl. It isn’t until he hears you gag does he realize he’s been lazily rutting into your mouth. Your nails dig into his thighs as you match his rhythm, encouraging his desperate movements. “O-Oh~”

His release is approaching a little too quickly for his liking. It’s nothing either of you isn’t used to, but it doesn’t embarrass him any less. He can only hope you’ll spare him any teasing this time, especially considering no coherent words can leave his parted lips. Just louder whimpers, a desperate gaze falling on you, and hope that you’ll get the message.

And you do, it seems. The coil in your lover’s belly snaps, his core muscles tightening as he shoots rope after rope of cum into your warm and awaiting mouth. The contractions of your throat as you swallow every drop make him quiver, and soon your touch becomes too much for him to handle. Something else you seem to be aware of, as you take your time sliding the rest of his cock out of your mouth, teasingly pulling back from his tip with a loud and wet pop.

Hanamaki has to blink a few times to steady his vision, his chest rising and falling with every heavy breath. You, on the other hand, rise from your spot as if the past couple (yes, couple) of minutes didn’t happen, making your way to the nightstand to check your phone. 

“Gotta get going,” you say, your voice somewhat hoarse. Your boyfriend doesn’t miss how you lick your lips clean before glancing at the mirror. “These stains are something else.” You face him again, offering a smile while smoothing out your dress. He couldn’t respond even if he wanted to, your nonchalance entrancing him and sending blood rushing downwards once more. After several seconds of silence, you pick up your purse by the vanity, plopping your phone inside as you exit the bedroom. “Might have to get more shades later today.”

Your tone was so casual that Hanamaki hadn’t realized what you said until he heard the entrance door shut. His gaze immediately falls to his cock, with the only evidence of your activities being the subtle shine from your spit blanketing his shaft. No colour in sight, aside from the vermillion hue of his tip, it’s like you weren’t wearing any makeup when you were sucking the life out of him.  

With his eyes rolling to the back of his head, he drops onto the mattress, his pants still bunched at his ankles and his bangs stuck to his forehead with sweat.

Oh, wow.

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#fanfic #fanfiction #hq #haikyuu #smut #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #seijoh #aoba johsai #hanamaki takahiro #hanamaki smut #hanamaki x reader

[kiyoors]

baked expectations

warnings: use of drugs (weed), third person's (makki's) pov, i thought this was funny

Makki thinks something is up with Mattsun. Which is kind of a lot to say because almost nothing is ever up with Matskawa. He'd even go as far to say that almost nothing is ever up to bother Matsukawa this long.

"What is it?" He asks his friend, who has been idle for the greater part of the time they've been at this house party. You and Iwaizumi had quickly gone ahead of them, having spotted some of your friends, you'd sprinted off to greet them, a stumbling Hajime in tow.

Makki sloppily dodges a guy who's struggling to open the refrigerator door, probably in search of more beer, as he meets his friend by the kitchen island overlooking the living room.

Mattsun nudges his head in the direction of you and Iwaizumi, both listening to something a very drunk Kindaichi is signaling about.

"There's something going on with those two," is what he finally tells him, taking a hit of his pen before exhaling cannabis scented smoke. Makki blinks at him, and then at his two friends in the living room.

His brain feels fuzzy and some of what mattsun is saying doesn't make sense. "Did they get in a fight?" a new song starts booming from the speakers, and it scratches Makki's brain just right, "they seem pretty alright now." Whatever this is, he's sure it'll be resolved by the end of the night.

But Mattsun's eyes are still focused on you both. "I think they're fucking."

Makki blinks, his reaction a little slow as he looks from Mattsun to the supposed couple in the living room, his mouth slightly agape. You and Hajime do seem a little touchier than normal, he has his arm around you as you laugh a little too much into his personal space, but you're also both drunk, and he knows you both get like this.

"Huh." is what he ultimately responds, still somewhat unconvinced. Mattsun finally turns to look at him, bloodshot eyes meeting his own red ones. He can't help it. He snorts at Mattsuns fucked out face. His friend starts giggling, giggling, too.

"They're in love," is what Mattsun says.

"Yeah, and you're not baked at all," Makki responds, snickering at his friend.

Mattsun has a pleasant look on his face, he smiles at Makki and then again nods his head in your direction.

He looks just in time to see Hajime whisper something into your ear and you nodding and taking his hand, leading him out.

Matsukawa lets out a low whistle behind him as they both watch their friends (who are very much in love) leave the party without so much as saying goodbye.

"Expect a wedding in the next five years," is all Mattsun hums, satisfied.

Makki blinks again, catching the way Hajime lightly smacks your ass right before the door closes behind him, "I think give it three years actually."

#slowly getting back into the writing groove #this was supposed to be something completely different #but idk if i can tackle a smut scene just yet #heeh #Iwaizumi Hajime #iwaizumi haikyuu #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi haijime x reader #iwaizumi drabble #(kinda lol) #mattsukawa issei #hq mattsun #takahiro hanamaki #hq makki #jess writes!☆*:.｡. o

[rintarousgirl]

HAUNTING ME

a hanamaki takahiro smau <3

❀ - SYPNOSIS

y/n and hanamaki are best friends, or at least, you were in high school. growing up, you always had the biggest crush on your childhood best friend hanamaki takahiro, but after an unfortunate fallout between the two of you, you promised yourself you wouldn't let your feelings be toyed like that again. that is, until you run into him years in the future. now, you're both very successful models, stuck in the same PR photo shoot. after being featured on the cover of multiple fashion magazines, fans love the dyanmic between you two and your managers set up a pr relationship. how could you deal with hanamaki takahiro, your cruel ex from high school, now butting into your career? simple answer is, you couldn't.

❀ - WARNINGS

there will be alcohol and some suggestive stuff throughout the fic, but there will be warnings before each chapter for sensitive stuff relating specifically to that chapter. overall the fic deals with toxic relationships as well.

teasers

teaser 1 \ teaser 2

profiles

"people on magazine covers (+ y/n)" & "makimaki's stalkers"

chapters (note: chapter titles are submit to change!)

PART ONE: ghosts of my past 01. y/n's girlies 02. keeping up with maki 03. lights, cameras, action 04. stars shine 05. can't believe it, won't believe it 06. subtly 07. about whispers 08. out of my hands 09. keys to my heart 10. won't say i'm in love

PART TWO: don't leave me like this (not planned yet) 11. pretty when you cry 12. hold my hand 13. forgiveness 14. things i cant ever say 15. hurts like hell 16. nobodys daughter 17. could've, should've, would've 18. 19. 20.

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a/n:

so, i'm starting another series, but this time it's with a lesser-liked character! i'm not gonna start it till after i finish "i wanna be yours" but i will drop teasers and what not. i hope this is well received because i know hanamaki is liked as a character but i havent seen anything for him so i really REALLY hope i can show y'all how cool he is. i wanna say a thanks to @idlerin who inspired "i wanna be yours" and "haunting me". hell, this masterlist is heavily based of theirs!! thank you so much for inspiring me, and i know SO SO many others agree <3

#rintarousgirl #fluff #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #sfw #haikyuu #angst #haikyuu smau #hanamaki takahiro x reader #takahiro hanamaki #hanamaki smut #hanamaki x reader #hanamaki takahiro #issei matsukawa #hajime iwaizumi #tooru oikawa #x fem reader

[fortheharbingers]

"it's not just about sex. it's about the intimacy, of being vulnerable with one another, being so close to one another emotionally and physically. ...but it's also about sex and fucking so good all you can think about is each other."

kuroo, daichi, noya, tanaka, bokuto, akaashi, oikawa, makki, iwiazumi, ennoshita, tendou, osamu, kita

#consider this like: how good just lying naked feels and its such a peaceful and comforting moment but also u cannot get a hold of ur hands #tbh i fele like i should add someone else like someone is MISSING but i cant think rn so uh yea #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #kuroo tetsurou #daichi sawamura #nishinoya yuu #tanaka ryuunosuke #bokuto koutarou #akaashi keiji #oikawa tooru #hanamaki takahiro #ennoshita chikara #tendou satori #miya osamu #kita shinsuke #iwaizumi hajime #nova writes<3