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[hornime]

Pls ignore the other request like this one I forgot to specify😭

Sorry for sending this again I forgot to add a couple details!! Can I request sub Suna with a female reader and the prompts edging + toys?

Thank you and sorry about that!! <3

FIVE MORE MINUTES | SUNA RINTAROU X F!READER

part of my a whole lotta lewd event! [ details | masterlist | CLOSED ]

warnings: 18+, sub!suna, f!reader, toys (butt plug and vibrator), edging, begging, dacryphilia

a/n: IT’S NO PROBLEM BABE, DW ABOUT IT!!!! and your request is just,,,, so hot. was literally nutting while writing this. 

the low buzz of the egg vibrator that's resting at the bottom of suna's shaft has long since faded into white noise. so has the sound of the vibrating plug that's been nestled into his cute ass, the silicone end of it just barely peeking out of his tight hole.

suna's resting against the headboard with his chest heaving, sweat beading along his abs as you continually make him chase a release that you both know isn't coming anytime soon. 

his hands are clasped behind his back, wrists tied together with a silk tie to ensure that he doesn't touch himself. his legs are bent at the knee and spread, giving you a perfect view of his dripping cock and twitching ass as you sit before him, a controller in each hand.

you fiddle with the knob on one of them and he whimpers, voice hoarse with being used so much but loud all the same.

"god i—i can't fucking—baby i can't do this anymore, please, i can't, ah fuck—"

"five more minutes," you insist, shifting your weight on your knees to relieve some of the ache in your clit.

you drop the remotes onto the bed in front of you and reach a hand forward, letting your palm roll over his leaking tip, so flushed that it looks painful.

suna recoils immediately, desperately trying to shrink away from your touch as you rotate your wrist, making sure to run a finger along his sensitive slit. he jerks, arms straining hard against the restraints, and throws his head back as you wrap your fingers around him.

"i need to cum, fuck ple-ease—"

his voice cracks and you look up at his face, surprised to see pearly tears streaming down his pink cheeks. he's gnawing at his lip, giving you pleading eyes that'd break anyone—his green irises are diluted with unshed tears, his watery gaze praying that you'll give him permission to cum.

"not yet."you blindly reach for a controller and push a button—it's the plug's—and he wails, blabbering mindless nonsense as the toy massages his prostate.

"oh god," he cries, body shaking. "it's too much—fuck, it's too much—i can't take it anymore."

he inhales sharply as your hand begins moving up and down his cock. 

"i gotta cum, please—baby, fuck, please lemme cum, i gotta cum, i gotta cum so bad—"

you quiet him with a kiss, one that he desperately moans into. he whines when you pull away, but he quickly forgets about it as you mess with the other remote. 

the vibrations along his cock get stronger and he shudders, singing out high-pitched mewls. 

"no more," he begs, voice fragile. "no more, no more, i have to cum, i need to cum, fuck, i need it, baby—please please, i fucking need it, i need it so bad—"

"you can take it," you purr, pressing the vibrator more directly against his shaft. he sobs, struggling uselessly, the muscles flexing uncontrollably as his hips jump. 

"h-how much longer? i can't—i gotta—"

you smile sadistically, fully aware that five minutes have passed.

"five more minutes."

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[hornime]

Phone sex w/ needy Bokuto please 🥺🥺🥺

INTERNATIONAL RATES MAY APPLY | BOKUTO KOUTAROU X GN!READER

warnings: 18+, sub!bokuto, gn!reader, begging, orgasm denial

a/n: LETS PRETEND THIS HASN’T BEEN MY INBOX FOR A SOLID TWO MONTHS ALRIGHT :DDD HAHHAHAHHAHAHAH but fr im sorry anon this concept is TOP tier and i wanted to keep it for myself

“c’mon baby, please lemme see you. i’ve been so good, been waiting for so long—”

“stop it kou,” you chastise lightly. “don’t push it. listen to just my voice and then we’ll see.”

you can hear the sloppy sounds of him fucking his fist through the phone speaker, breathy whines fading in and out. he wants you so fucking bad—you know it—but you like hearing him get all needy, hearing him beg.

“fuck, fine. fine, fine, fine, please just make me feel good, please i want it so bad, miss you so much—”

“yeah?” you feel heat start pooling in your gut but push it aside for the sake of toying with him. “you miss me? you miss my hand on your cock stroking you faster and faster ‘til you’re crying underneath me? hm?”

“god, yes,” he whimpers. his hand slaps more aggressively against his lower stomach, the squelching noises of his pre-cum against his skin getting louder. “i love it when you touch me and tease me and make me cum.”

“aw, is that right?” you readjust yourself on the bed so that you’re able to touch yourself, slinking a hand down your pants. “and my mouth? you miss that, too?”

he’s barely able to respond, only letting out a high-pitched moan before speaking. “your mouth,” he says breathily. “always so hot and wet and fuck! fuck, why can’t you be here with me, why can’t you be here fucking me and making me cum over and over and over and—”

his breathing stutters, the thrusts of his hand getting sloppier and sloppier and you hear it. you can practically see the way his tongue is lolling out of his mouth, how his abs are tightening erratically, how his adam’s apple is bobbing with every desperate swallow. the visualization sends a bolt of pleasure down your spine and you scramble not to get lost in your own desire.

“but you miss being inside me the most, don’t you? or even better, me inside you—”

bokuto moans, a pained sound that perfectly encapsulates his longing, his need, his yearning for you. “please i’m gonna—please let me—”

“don’t cum.”

at that, he wails, a string of senseless sobs and babbles flowing into your ears. “no, why, why, why, baby? need you so bad, need to cum so bad, just please let me cum, baby, fuck! lemme cum, please, please, god please—”

“don’t do it, kou,” you warn, bringing your phone closer to you to unlock it. “i mean it.”

“but i—” 

his voice falters as you push the video call button, the musical ringtone echoing through the call. he immediately picks up and you’re met with the absolutely sinful sight of his tear-tracked face and bitten pink lips, his big golden eyes looking at you on his screen like you’re the most beautiful thing in the world.

you stand your phone against the headboard before positioning yourself so that the lower half of your body is in the frame. craning your neck so that your face pops in for a second, you give him a mischievous smile.

“you see, kou, patience is a virtue. and i’ll let you cum, but at least let me join in first.”

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[hornime]

since it’s summer i can’t stop thinking about tsumu railing me while im wearing a cute little sundress UGH brainrot

WHEN LIFE GIVES YOU LEMONS | MIYA ATSUMU X F!READER

warnings: 18+, public(ish) sex

a/n: brainrot is correct dear anon. summer time is get-pummeled-in-a-sundress time. i don't make the rules.

"you wanted this, didn't'cha?"

you can't respond, not with the way you're being folded over the patio table, tits spilling out the top of your dress and pressed against the cold glass, nipples hardening at the contact. "n-no," you muster, nothing more than a whine. "i though it was a cute dress, that's it! p-promise, 'tsumu."

"too cute," he grumbles, thrusting into you and knocking the air from your lungs. "shoulda saved it just for me, baby. don't want anyone else seeing you looking all dolled up."

the movement of his cock inside you is getting less and less controlled, the cup of lemonade you'd been sipping before he cornered you getting precariously close to the edge of the table, shuddering with every push of his hips. you have half a mind to reach out and grab it, your trembling hand barely grasping around the bottom of the cup as the liquid starts splashing over the sides.

"w-wait, it's gonna spill." you know your words fall on deaf ears—it's not like atsumu, or you for that matter, give a damn about some lemonade, but you don't want to express your worry that someone could walk near the pool and see you in this position, getting fucked out of your mind. "'tsumu don't, it's gonna get all sticky."

he shoves his cock all the way into you as he cums with a low groan, his chest completely laying over your back, squishing you further onto the table. you follow suit, cunt spasming as you reach your high, trying your best to quiet your moans by biting down on your lower lip.

when the two of you have caught your breath, you become aware of your hand, soaked with lemonade, the skin sticky and sweet. "look what you did," you pout, turning towards atsumu and waving your hand in front of his face. "got lemonade all over me."

there's not an ounce of remorse on his face, just a hungry smile as he brings your hand up to his mouth and sucks on your fingers, relishing in the tangy sourness of the drink. he drags his tongue along your wrist, tracing a single drop of lemonade that's trailing there.

"it's okay, baby," he mumbles, glancing up at you and giving you a gaze full of lust. "gives me an excuse to lick you up."

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[hornime]

Hey! I saw your lewd event post and was hoping to make a request for Dom Kuroo with a fem reader? The two kinks that I would want to have included are brat-taming and overstimulation. Thank you!! I love your content btw!!

PLUS INTEREST | KUROO TETSUROU X F!READER

part of my a whole lotta lewd event! [ details | masterlist | CLOSED ]

warnings: 18+, dom!kuroo, f!reader, DUBCON, brat-taming, overstimulation, sending of a “nude”

a/n: OOH I LOVED THIS REQUEST THANKS FOR SENDING IT IN <333 

you examine the picture you’d just taken: you’re sitting on your knees, thighs spread wide, with your fingers sneaking under the waistband of your panties, giving the camera a cheeky smile. you caption the snapshot with a brazen ‘guess i have to take matters into my own hands’ and press send, throwing your phone off to the side and laying comfortably on the bed.

just an hour earlier, kuroo had been called in for an emergency late-night meeting, something that had very rudely interrupted the orgasm that he’d been fucking you towards. you sigh as you start playing with your clit—you knew that these meetings often took hours, so there was really no point in waiting around for him to come back. it’d be better if you finished yourself off and just went to bed, hoping that he’d at least return by lunch tomorrow.

with that thought in mind, you coax out one, two, three orgasms with your fingers, before gently dozing off.

you’re awaken by the slam of your front door. looking over at the clock, you see it’s two in the morning—he shouldn’t be home this early—

“you fucking brat.”

your head jerks towards the edge of the bed as you see a very angry-looking kuroo, tie haphazardly loosened and dress shirt partially untucked as if he’d rushed to get here. “tetsurou?” your mind is still hazy with sleep, and you’re not really sure why he’s home so much earlier than usual. “what are you—”

in an instant, he’s on top of you, caging you in with his arms and wearing an expression of absolute infuriation. “what did you think was gonna happen, huh? sending me such a slutty picture in the middle of my meeting?”

you struggle to find a justification for yourself. “well i didn’t mean to—”

“you know i had to leave early because of you? i got so fucking hard,” he growls, “and i had to tell them i had a ‘family emergency’ because i have to put you back in your fucking place.”

becoming keenly aware of the familiar throbbing between your legs, you let your eyes trail across his heaving figure, admiring how hot he looks in office attire. you’re too busy eye-fucking him to realize that he’s asked you a question, and it’s not until he grabs your face and forces you to make eye contact with him that you realize you’re in big trouble.

“what was that?”

“i said,” his voice is dangerously low, “how many times did you cum?” for a brief second, you consider lying, consider saying that it was all a rouse to get a rise out of him and you didn’t actually decide to masturbate, but the evidence is clear—you fell asleep with your hand still in your underwear. 

“three,” you whisper.

he whistles. “three? you’ve got nerve. alright, so you owe me that much plus interest, so let’s say six.”

your eyes widen. “six? there’s no way i can take that much, you’ve gotta—”

kuroo immediately moves your panties to the side and latches onto your clit, teasing the bud with his tongue and prodding at your hole with his fingers. the pressure’s already mounted—within a few minutes you’re trembling, hands on either side of you fisting the sheets, as you reach an earth-shattering high that leaves you panting.

“that’s one,” he murmurs. his hands grab at your waist and flip you over like a ragdoll so that you’re on your stomach, ass high in the air. he gives you a teasing pinch on the skin of your hips before yanking your panties down your thighs and lapping at your slit, moaning at the wetness. 

you shake helplessly as his tongue coaxes you open, and then he’s fucking you with it, licking at the soft flesh of your pussy. one of his hands reaches over to arch your back further, giving him an angle that makes you scream in pleasure. with just a few flicks of his tongue, you’re twitching as yet another orgasm crashes down onto you, your cum making its way into his eager mouth.

“two,” he says smugly.

kuroo shuffles, shifting his weight on his legs, and you’re granted a rare moment of clemency, taking advantage of it to catch your breath and calm the beating of your heart. 

it doesn’t last long, however, because you hear the tell-tale clink of a belt buckle and the sound of fabric being thrown onto the ground.

“wait,” you gasp. “i need a minute, just need a breather.”

“no, no, no,” he tsks, shaking his head with a shitty smile on his face. “did you take a breather when you were busy playing with yourself? didn’t think so.”

you shove your face into the blankets as he pushes his cock into you without warning, muffling your moans. with every thrust, you feel yourself getting dizzier and dizzier, the pulsing of your cunt almost hurting in sensitivity. at some point, you collapse onto the bed, forearms giving out in exhaustion and succumbing to the force of his body pistoning into yours.

“aw, baby,” he purrs condescendingly. “don’t pass out just yet.”

“can’t take it,” you say weakly, voice raspy.

“you can do it,” he grunts, the sounds of skin-on-skin getting faster. “you’ll have to, because we’re not even halfway there.”

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[hornime]

hi hi inky! i just put in a lewd ask with consensual filming w/ double penetration or food play with either iwaizumi or mattsun but it just occurred to me now that since i didn’t specifically further, im so sorry!! if you see this, I’d like it to be with an f!reader please (: once again im so sorry T^T

if this doesn’t get eaten up in the asks & you actually see this, have a wonderful day! - 💚

ADAPTED FOR FILM | IWAIZUMI HAJIME X F!READER

part of my a whole lotta lewd event! [ details | masterlist | CLOSED ]

warnings: 18+, f!reader, consensual filming, double penetration (use of a dildo), so also anal i guess, nothing it’s kinda soft :D

a/n: don’t worry about it bby :) also this idea UGH so sexy. AND WELCOME TO THE EMOJI CLUB HAHA

iwaizumi's got his cock stuffed in your pussy, thrusting in and out of you and making the flesh of your ass ripple as his balls slap against it. you're hunched over, chest flat on the bed and face buried in the pillows, barely able to keep your eyes open as the overwhelming pleasure washes over you.

you almost jerk at the sensation of two cool, lubed-up fingers probing at your asshole.

"you ready?" iwaizumi's voice is just over a whisper. 

"mhm," you hum, a soft and shaky noise.

he slowly slips the fingers inside you, groaning at the warmth of your tight hole. as one of his hands is occupied with stretching your ass open, the other fumbling with his phone to open the camera app.

"i'm gonna start recording now, okay?"

you make a strangled noise in confirmation as he adds a third finger. you shift your hips backwards to fuck yourself on his fingers—the feeling of your ass being filled is absolutely intoxicating. 

you feel so full that it makes your head dizzy—your pussy's already being split by his girth, and the addition of something stretching your hole has you panting. 

he draws his hand away, leaving you whining at the loss of stimulation, and he chuckles.

"so impatient," he tsks. "don't worry, baby. i got it right here."

the 'it' in question is a bright pink dildo—it's significantly smaller than iwaizumi's cock but big enough to make you squirm as he eases it into your ass, already slick with lube.

"o-oh," you whimper, clutching at the sheets as he guides the toy inside of you. "oh m'god."

iwaizumi hisses as he watches you through the recording on his phone screen. 

"fuck," he groans. "look at you. suckin' it right up. fuck, that's hot."

focusing the camera lens on your backside, he records the lewd way your ass is stretched around the pink silicone, dribbles of lube and your slick gliding along the sides as he moves it inside you.

he pulls the dildo out a bit before pushing it back in, getting into a rhythm with his own movements—dildo in, cock out. within a few seconds, he's fucking you from both ends and you're drooling, shoving yourself into the pillow to quiet your desperate moans.

"ah, ah!" 

iwaizumi picks up the pace—you feel stretched to the brim, like you'll break at any moment.

it's amazing.

"ha-ji-me," you cry. "feels so good."

"i know, pretty girl, i know." 

he grunts as you clench erratically around him, clearly getting close to your orgasm. 

"can feel you—shit—squeezing me. can feel you squeezing so hard i feel the fucking toy."

all you can manage are choked moans as his skin smacks against yours, the wet noises of your arousal and lube ringing through the air at an embarrassingly loud volume. 

"god, you're so hot," he manages through heavy breaths. "such a sexy fuckin’ girl getting fucked by two cocks like this."

at his words, you keen, throwing your head back as you eyes roll. you're so tantalizingly close—it won't take much to make you cum. 

"l-look here," iwaizumi breathes. "look at the camera. lemme see your face when you cum."

you crane your neck to the side in a way that's borderline painful, your watery eyes barely able to see straight. you catch a glimpse of iwaizumi—his brows furrowed and lips parted—and the image of how turned on he is sends you hurtling into your orgasm. 

you can't help but shut your eyes and moan, filling the phone speakers with you angelic noises as you tighten around iwaizumi's cock. 

"fuck!"

 iwaizumi cums immediately, the vision of you in bliss combined with your wet heat around him cutting away the last strings of his self-control. 

you lay there panting for a few seconds, iwaizumi tenderly massaging your hips and ass with calloused palms. 

"how was," you mumble, "the video?"

"you were great," iwaizumi says with a smile, brushing the hair that's been plastered to your forehead away from your face. "but i'm not sure if my camerawork was all that good."

you giggle. "mm, i didn't know having something in my ass would feel so good. we should do it again."

iwaizumi tries not to make his nod seem too eager. "definitely."

he brings his lips closer to your ear and you shiver. "i've never been more jealous of a dildo. maybe next time we'll see if you can fit me in there, hm?"

“fuck next time,” you say, a dazed smile on your lips. “let's film a sequel right now.”

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[hornime]

Oh no sorry ;-; read subby and blanked. Pls forgive.

Subby Kita who loves nursing and bath time with his mommy. Nothing better than being able to stick his head in her chest after a long day! ^3^

HOME AT LAST | KITA SHINSUKE X F!READER

warnings: 18+, sub!kita, f!reader, mommy kink, tits!!!

a/n: IT’S ALL GOOD BABE DO NOT FRET!!! also i didnt rlly write nursing cus im not that familiar w it but TIT MAN KITA???? SIGN ME THE FUCK UP.

you’re barely out of the shower, carefully drying the water droplets trailing down your neck and chest with a towel, when kita comes through the bedroom door, making a beeline for your chest. he mumbles a quick i need this and immediately begins leaving open-mouthed kisses along the inside of your breasts, gently cupping the flesh with his hand.

“long day?” you brush his hair from his forehead, and his eyes follow the movement of your hand upwards before settling on yours. 

“mhm,” he nods. his gaze is already hazy and he’s subconsciously nuzzling into your body—you know he needs this more than you. kita’s always been a giver, and when things spiral out of his control, there’s one thing he always knows he has a hold over: his desire to please you. “just wanna forget it.”

you hum, moving the two of you backwards so that your back is against the wall. “don’t think about anything, alright? all you have to worry your pretty little head about is making mommy feel good. you think you can do that?”

he nods, his fingers getting bolder as he runs his thumbs over your nipples, watching in unabashed awe as they harden under his touch. “gonna make you feel good, mama,” he mumbles, before enveloping a bud in his mouth.

a small moan escapes your lips as you cradle the back of his head, encouraging him to continue. he detaches himself from your areola to suck at the soft skin around it, obsessed with the smell and flavor of your fruit-scented body wash. he just wants to lose himself in you, and he can feel his problems dissipating with the steam coming from behind the bathroom door.

“you’re such a good boy, shinsuke,” you coo, hand traversing downwards to feel the growing bulge in his pants. he whimpers as your palm makes contact, shuddering at the light stimulation and desperately trying to suppress his noises by lapping more fervently at your breasts. 

his tongue swirls small circles along your curves, the occasional vibrations rumbling through your nerves as he moans and whines. a particularly teasing squeeze of your hand on his cock forces him to throw his head back, a line of silver spit connecting your tits to his mouth.

kita’s absolutely wrecked, face flushed red with desperation and lips glossy with drool. “mama ‘m gonna—”

his words are cut off by a sharp gasp as his forehead falls onto your collarbone, hands trailing downwards to grip at your hips. he tries to focus on sucking at your other nipple but it’s messy—his mouth keeps falling open and saliva can’t help but cascade from his lips as he cries in pleasure.

“cum for me, baby.” 

“can’t,” he protests weakly, mumbling something along the lines of but i wanna make you cum, too while groping at your flesh. 

“you deserve it, you’ve been so good,” you insist. “so cum for mommy.”

he complies almost instantly, pushing you both further into the wall as he practically collapses onto you with the force of his orgasm, mewls tumbling from his mouth. “thank you, mama, thank you.”

you stroke his back, letting him relax into your embrace. “feel any better?”

“yeah,” he says in a hushed tone before looking up at you with a bashful smile. “it’s good to be home.”

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[hornime]

lewd event!! can i get exhibitionism + toys with dom! mattsun & sub! reader pleasee <33

DEVIATION | MATSUWAKA ISSEI X F!READER

part of my a whole lotta lewd event! [ details | masterlist | CLOSED ]

warnings: 18+, timeskip!mattsun, f!reader, exhibitionism, use of a toy (vibrator)

a/n: why is this so much plot.

some things are part of a routine. 

waking up in the morning and brushing your teeth is part of a routine. checking your email on the commute to work is part of a routine. accompanying your boyfriend to a dinner with his friends on the last friday of every month, like you’re doing tonight, is part of a routine.

and then there are deviations from the routine. 

deviations are unexpected but not necessarily unwanted. they can be exciting, depending on the context.

for instance, the vibrator currently buzzing at a low level between your legs at said dinner is a deviation from the routine.

“you good, baby?” mattsun doesn’t look at you when he asks you the question—his eyes are trained on the table before you where two of his friends and their partners are waving you over, responding with a wave of his own—but the low tremor of his voice is clearly directed towards you. 

“never been better,” you say between clenched teeth, plastering on a smile. it’s getting harder to control your body even though it’s only been around ten minutes since he stuffed the toy up your panties and turned it on—you, without a doubt, underestimated the kind of effect it would have on you.

you’re certain that your underwear is soaked by now. the way mattsun quirks his eyebrow and gives you a shit-eating grin at tells you that he’s certain of that too.

“that’s great to hear.”

he rests a hand on the small of your back, leading you to the inside of the booth and then shuffling in beside you so that you’re between him and the end of the bench. you’re keenly aware of the pocket of his pant leg pressing against you—more specifically, the remote control to the very vibrator that’s inside you in the pocket of his pant leg pressing against you.

he slides his hand into the pocket and you suck in a breath.

“so, how have things been going lately?” makki, who’s sitting on the other side of the table, gestures between the two of you. “heard you're thinking of getting a new apartment.”

“oh yeah,” you reply. “just thinking so far. i’m being considered for a promotion right now, so if all goes well we’ll be moving out soon.”

iwaizumi, who’s next to makki, makes a face. “don’t tell me your boss is still that creepy guy who has a thing for you.”

your jaw drops into an exasperated smile as you turn to mattsun, shoving him slightly. “did issei tell you that? he does not have a thing for me—”

“—yes he does.” mattsun interrupts with a dry laugh. “i’m not an idiot. he never takes his eyes off of you.”

“i don’t blame him,” makki interjects, amusement glinting in his eyes. “you’ve got a very pretty girl there, mattsun.”

you shake your head, smiling. “psh, stop i—”

biting down harshly on your lower lip, you cut yourself off, your body jerking forward as the vibrations in your pussy increase in intensity. you shoot a glare at mattsun, who’s looking at you expectantly, as if he’s daring you to do something about it.

his hand is still in his pocket.

you can’t help but press your thighs together in an effort for more stimulation, the need to orgasm beginning to overwrite your common sense. all you want to do is throw your head back, close your eyes, and let mattsun finish what he started, but you’re in public and you’re with his friends.

“hey, are you okay?” iwaizumi’s got a look of mild concern on his face as your nails dig into the wood of the table.

“yeah, i’m fine,” you breathe. “just...” you look to mattsun for some help—you really can’t manage to think of a convincing lie, not when you’ve got such a big distraction—and he surprisingly takes pity on you.

“period cramps,” he explains.

makki and iwaizumi nod their heads, though neither seems particularly persuaded. you swear you see them share a look.

after a few minutes of small talk, something you’re barely able to participate in without your voice wavering, the waiter comes by to take orders. you’re granted a moment of relief where you’re not wrapped up in trying to maintain a conversation while wanting nothing more than to get off as makki and iwaizumi chat with them about one of the dishes.

“nice save,” mattsun rumbles in your ear, tearing your gaze away from the menu before you. “almost thought i had you with that one.” he pushes another button on the remote and you nearly slam the table with your fist, instead choosing to dig your fingers into your leg.

“well, don’t hold your breath,” you shoot back once you’ve regained the ability to speak, your voice hushed and shaking. “i can take it.”

“we’ll see,” he replies, wrapping his arm around your shoulders to pull you in closer. “after all, we haven’t even started eating yet. i’ve got all night.”

you never really know what you’ll get with deviations. that’s why you suppose the two of you like them so much.

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[hornime]

kita being the best brat tamer out there and making sure you behave in public, like one time during a inarizaki reunion he really pulled you to the bathroom and lectured you about your attitude and made you squirt with his fingers in the bathroom counter yes fuck!!!!

AUDACITY | KITA SHINSUKE X F!READER

warnings: 18+, dom!kita, f!reader, brat-taming (doi), daddy kink, fingering, squirting,

a/n: im so sorry this has been sitting in my asks for like a week and i just could not answer it because every time i looked at it my brain malfunctioned WOW

100%, without a doubt, kita is an amazing brat tamer.

not even in the traditional way that he punishes you into submission, more like he’s so good to you that he makes you question why you ever wanted to act up in the first place.

he’s so kind, so understanding, so keen to satisfy you—why would you ever test his patience? what would compel you to do such a thing to the perfect man that has never done you wrong?

guess he’ll have to fuck some sense into you since you apparently can only think with your pussy and not your brain.

he was planning on disciplining you once you got back home from the reunion, but the way you were fawning over his former teammates was making him see red.

if he heard another coo about how strong “tsum-tsum”’s arms looked or how muscled “’jiro”’s thighs seemed, he was positive he’d break his jaw from how harshly he was clenching it.

he might’ve held it together if it weren’t for the way you were so blatantly dismissing him, even daring to say “not right now, shin’”, waving him away while shamelessly tracing the tattoos on suna’s arms.

that was the last straw. 

you wanted attention? you wanted to have an attitude? you wanted to be a bitch to your loving, caring boyfriend? fine. kita could deal with brats like you.

he’d make sure you remembered how kind he was when he was knuckle-deep in your cunt. even if he had to break you.

“are ya happy now? happy that i gotta put you in your place like this?” kita’s voice was practically dripping venom. if your thoughts weren’t so muddled, you’d definitely be shocked at how he sounded: he’d never been this mad at you before. ever.

you could barely manage a few whines; the way his fingers perfectly thrusted in and out of you pushing the air from your lungs. “d-daddy,” you gasped. “’m sorry. ‘m so sorry, i won’t do it again, i s—” you choked on your words as he prodded at your g-spot. “i swear. i promise!”

his thumb brushed over your swollen clit, sending you keening. “i don’t believe ya. ya were so rude, ya know that? pushed me away when i brought ya a drink, told me ya were busy when i got ya yer jacket, said ya liked ‘samu’s cookin’ better than mine... ya got nerve. i’ll give ya that.”

tears were flowing freely down your face now, though you weren’t sure if they were from the guilt pooling in your stomach or the overwhelming pleasure in your cunt. 

“s-sorr—”

“i don’t wanna hear it. ya know what girls with attitudes are?” he scissored his fingers, making you clutch to his biceps, fingers digging helplessly into skin.

he paused, waiting for a response, slapping your thigh when you stared at him blankly, lower lip trembling. you shook your head vigorously, small sobs escaping your mouth. you knew what he was going to say, what he was going to call you. “no, daddy! ‘m not a—”

“bad girls,” he cut you off. “girls with attitudes are bad girls. ya know what that makes ya?” he adjusted his wrist, immediately sending you over the edge. you gushed over his fingers, soaking his forearm with the spray of you cum.

“n-no!” you mumbled, brain running wild from your orgasm, burying your head into his neck. “‘m not bad! ‘m a good girl. your good girl!”

his gaze hardened. “that makes ya a bad girl.” he continued, ignoring your pitiful cries of protest. “and bad girls get punished.”

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[hornime]

This is for the event! Can I request Saeko with a dom f!reader and the kinks are praise and overstim?

Love your account!!

INPUT, OUTPUT | TANAKA SAEKO X F!READER

part of my a whole lotta lewd event! [ details | masterlist | CLOSED ]

warnings: 18+, sub!saeko, f!reader, overstimulation, squirting, use of a vibrator

a/n: okay okay so i’ve never written anything abt reader domming a girl so this is uncharted territory BUT I REALLY HOPE YOU LIKE THIS!!! i had fun writing it so anon if you don’t mind LMK HOW I DID BECAUSE THIS CONCEPT IS FUCKING HOT.

"shh, shh, shh, you can take it, baby, i know you can.”

you affectionately bring your hand to saeko's face, letting your finger stroke her cheek before brushing away the strands of hair that are wildly scattered along her forehead. she's trembling, but her grip stays tight on your wrist as you maintain the pressure of the vibrator on her clit, the buzzing now a constant noise in the bedroom air after you already made her cum twice.

she's spread-eagle on the bed, hands clasped above her head, knees bent and legs far enough away from each other so that you can kneel between them. her breathing is slow and deep; stomach rising and falling with every shaky exchange of oxygen in her lungs. every so often she clenches her fingers into tight fists, the knuckles almost turning white as she struggles against yet another onslaught of pleasure, the muscles in her thighs reacting similarly, tightening so much you fear they'll cramp.

but you can't help but feel a pool of heat rise in your stomach every time you look at her. she really has no idea how sexy she looks when she's completely helpless, every reaction of hers a response to you, you.

input, output.

circling the vibrator over her hole makes a high-pitched keen leave her lips.

input, output.

shifting your angle so that the pointy tip of the toy is pressed against her clit makes her hips jerk up.

input, output.

and your favorite: pushing the button to increase the speed of the vibe makes her body spasm, breasts bouncing as she tries to escape the sensation.

input, fucking output.

"can't," she whimpers, lower lip sticking out. her eyes search for yours despite the blurriness of her vision, caused by the accumulation of unshed tears. "can't take anymore, it's too much."

you push her legs a little wider, giving yourself a much more rewarding view of her pretty pussy—it's drooling all over the vibrator, a slick sheen of white dripping lower to cover it whole, and her hole is clenching around nothing, desperate for relief. you tear your gaze away to look higher, noting the way her clit looks almost raw from use, the pink bud seeming to twitch at the attention you keep giving it.

"wish you could see yourself," you murmur, re-establishing eye contact with a gentle smile on your face. "you look so beautiful like this. taking everything i give you so well."

"it's so much, though," she gasps. "and it feels weird, feels like i'm—"

you push the vibrator a little more against her flesh and she wails, her body contorting as she thrashes, spit and tears streaming down her face.

"fuck! oh my fuck, fuck, that feels weird, baby, please!" you’re not sure if she’s pleading for you to stop or to keep going, and frankly, neither is she.

huh, you think. that's new.

input, output.

"are you gonna cum?"

saeko takes a second to respond, her gulps of air slowly evening into shallow inhales as her nerves become accustomed to the vibrations. "i don't know, i don't know," she mumbles, eyes wide. "it feels so weird but so, so good, oh my god. so good!"

you turn up the intensity of the vibrator and she screams—a noise that's so loud and so erotic that even you're caught off guard—before biting her forearm so harshly that you're scared she'll hurt herself.

"i want you to cum for me." you feel like you're in a trance, in awe of all the undiscovered ways to make your girlfriend succumb to pleasure. "you're such a good girl, please cum for me."

with a pained sound that sounds like it's been ripped from her throat, she squirts, her cum soaking the vibrator and your fingers. her body keeps convulsing in the moments after, and she just can't stay quiet, needy pleas and sobs making the room feel hotter and hotter until you feel like you’re going to burn from the inside out.

you turn off the toy, putting it somewhere to the side before crawling over her, peppering her face and neck with kisses as she giggles shakily.

"that was fucking insane," she slurs. "never do that to me again. you're gonna ruin masturbation for me."

you're kisses slowly get wetter as you move your lips down her stomach until they're hovering over her sensitive cunt. peering up at her between her legs, you give her a look that makes her swallow nervously.

"forget about masturbation, you think you can do that again? this time in my mouth?"

she gapes at you. "you're crazy."

"crazy about you," you quip, the last words you say before you taste the addicting nectar of her pussy.

pushing her to her limits makes her squirt, you note.

input, output.

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[hornime]

Thots on Bo coming up with the idea of recording a sex tape when film student yn gets a new camera?

SMILE FOR THE CAMERA | BOKUTO KOUTAROU X GN!READER

warnings: 18+, dom!bokuto, gn!reader, consensual filming

a/n: ugh anon ur brain is so big and sexy

its no secret that bo travels a lot cus of his job, with away games and team interviews and fan events and whatnot

and that means he’s not always around to take care of you... and for you to take care of him

so he gets needy, to say the least

he misses the way you smell, the way you sound, the way you feel

and fucking his fist after an exhausting practice just isn’t the same as being with you

so when you buy a brand new camera, well, he has an idea

arguably the best idea he’s ever come up with

the speed at which bokuto was jackhammering into you was inhuman, it had to be, because with the way your body was lurching forward with each of his thrusts, there was no way he was controlled by anything less than animalistic desire.

he suddenly shifts, reaching behind you with one arm to grab your new camera and using the other to lift your legs onto his shoulders. “holy fuck,” you cry out at the new angle. “hngh, kouta—ah!”

“yeah?” he grunts. “feel good?” you only manage a high-pitched whine as your back arched further off the bed.

he fumbles with the camera, turning it in his hands, brows furrowing in confusion, though continuing to propel his hips into you all the same. “how the fuck,” he mutters to himself, “do i turn this damn thing on?”

he’s fiddling with the buttons, thick fingers jamming at them so harshly you fear the whole contraption would break, when a light whirring noise fills the air. “bingo.”

within a few seconds, the lens is facing your body and a small red light is blinking periodically, signaling to you that bokuto’s started filming. you’re too weak to even protest at the fact that he’s using the camera—the one you bought for class, of all things—for a fucking sex tape.

his camerawork is shaky, which is to be expected, especially with the vigor of his movements. through the screen, he’s focusing on the way your hole is stretched around his cock, a rim of white surrounding the base, the product of your past two orgasms. 

the ridges of his abs are shining with a sheen of sweat, rippling with every move he makes towards your twitching thighs. your moans are bouncing off the walls and echoing beautifully into the mic.

“‘s too fucking dark in here.” he clicks a button, prompting a beam of white light to shoot out from above the lens, temporarily blinding you. he refocuses on your writhing body, the calloused pad of his finger tracing circles on your waist, and with a resounding slap! of skin-on-skin, you fall apart.

managing a broken moan of c-cumming! your muscles tighten cruelly and your breath is stolen from your lungs. you try to blink away the stars in your vision, though you aren’t sure if they’re from the bright flash of the camera or the sheer intensity of your orgasm.

as your breathing evens, bokuto looks down at you, a mischievous smile on his face. “i didn’t get to cum yet, baby. think you got another one for me?”

all it takes is a small hum of affirmation for him to manhandle you, the camera tossed somewhere to the side before he grabs you roughly, flips you over so that your ass is in the air, and thrusts back into you, bottoming out immediately. you bury your face into the pillow in a feeble attempt to muffle the wanton noise that is torn from you.

bokuto grabs the camera, clumsily setting it up on the headboard so that your bodies are in the frame: an erotic picture of his muscled bottom half moving in and out of you, your plump ass shuddering as he fondles it with large palms. your back is arched lewdly, and only your neck is seen as you shove your face further into the bed.

“eyes up, baby.” he yanks your head up by your hair, giving the lens a perfect view of your fucked-out face: tears streaming down your cheeks, tongue lolling out between your swollen lips, and eyes rolled back. “smile for the camera.”

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[hornime]

Umm yo im so excited for your event!! What about 33 and 57 for the prompts with bokuto? 🤤<3

part of my 500 event! [CLOSED]

CLOSE THE DISTANCE | BOKUTO KOUTAROU X F!READER

warnings: 18+, f!reader, oral (m! and f!receiving), a valiant attempt at 69

a/n: got a wee carried away :D thank you for requesting!

prompts: “show me how much you missed me.” / “you seem more sensitive than usual.”

bokuto’s body took up the entire doorway, spiky hair brushing the top of the crown-molding as he leaned his body on a forearm against the wall. his broad, muscled back was to you, the fabric of a black t-shirt stretched beautifully over his shoulder blades. he was talking to someone, booming voice filling the hallway—and probably pissing off your neighbors, now that you thought about it—and his hands were moving animatedly.

you barely caught the end of his sentence as you snuck up behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist. “...you later!”

bokuto suddenly whipped around, making you break your grip on his body. “hey babe!” he rolled his suitcase inside the apartment and clumsily removed his shoes before resting the sides of your face in his palms. “how’ve you been?”

“missed you,” you mumbled, playing with the hem of his shirt. you removed his hands from your face, trailing them down your body and under your pants until they made contact with your clothed core, the fabric of your panties already damp. “a lot. see?”

his breath hitched as he moved his fingertips lightly along your clit, making you squirm. “yeah, i see.” he suddenly grabbed you by your legs, wrapping them around his hips before carrying you to the bedroom. he plopped you onto the duvet in a not-so-graceful way, but you were too preoccupied with the rippling muscles of his arms reaching up to take his shirt off to care.

you scrambled to do the same, quickly discarding your clothing and laying back onto the bed as he crawled on top of you. he leaned his face towards you, engulfing you in an all-consuming kiss that knocked the breath out of your lungs. god, you wanted this so bad.

you lowered your hands to fumble at his belt buckle, whining into the kiss as you struggled with the metal clasp. you detached your lips from him, gasping. “take,” you breathed. “take these off. please.”

“i gotcha, pretty girl.” bokuto lifted you and rolled under your body, switching your positions so that you were straddling him, his pants and boxers lowered past the meat of his thighs.

you stared in awe at his cock, hard already and oh-so pretty. you’d never get used to how well it filled you, how it left you flat-out dumb every time. you were salivating just at the thought of having it inside you, inside your mouth, the heavy feeling of his hands in your hair and palm around your neck... “hey,” his voice knocked you out of your daydream. “like what you see?” you nodded eagerly. “alright then.” he laid back against the headboard, arms tucked neatly behind his head, biceps bulging at the movement. “show me how much you missed me.”

you immediately obliged, leaning forward and releasing a glob of spit from your mouth and letting it trickle down the side of his shaft. he shuddered slightly, eyes focused on you with an unreadable expression. maintaining eye contact, you stuck out your tongue before wrapping your lips around his cock, the salty pre-cum teasing your tastebuds. you slowly sunk down until he hit the back of your throat, fingers wrapped around what was left.

“oh fuck,” he groaned, head falling back against the headboard. “you feel s’good.”

you dutifully bobbed your head up and down, relishing in his gorgeous moans, which did nothing but worsen the ache between your legs. you could feel him getting closer, the muscles of his thighs tensing under your fingertips. you blinked up at him through your eyelashes, observing the pleasured contortions of his flushed face.

“fuck, don’t look at me like that,” he whined breathily. “i’ll cum if you do.”

you moaned, the vibrations buzzing around his cock. just the thought of tasting him was making you dizzy. you unconsciously moved faster, tears pearling at the base of your eyes at the effort, hellbent on making him finish.

“wait wait wait wait,” he gasped. “‘m gonna cum, don’t do that.” you pouted as he stopped the movements of your head before sliding himself out of your mouth. your eyes were watery with unshed tears and your lips were slick with drool—he thought you looked beautiful.

“get up here.”

you cocked your head to the side in confusion. “what do you—”

“wanna eat you out while you suck me off.”

you nodded, barely able to hide the smile growing on your face. you crawled over him before flipping your body over, legs spread obscenely with one of your knees positioned on each side of his face. your upper body hovered over his crotch, hands splayed over his tone stomach to balance yourself.

he probed at the inside of your thighs with his thumbs, noting how you squirmed at even the slightest of stimulation. his hot breath fanned over your hole as he dragged your hips down.

“you seem more sensitive than usual,” he mumbled, salivating at the way your dripping hole clenched around nothing. he lapped lightly at your clit and you trembled, body collapsing onto his as your mind struggled to comprehend the pleasure you were feeling after such a long time.

“it’s ‘cus i...” you slurred. “‘cus i didn’t touch myself. did’n wanna. i can’t make myself feel as good as you do.”

“oh really?” he punctuated his question with a lick at your hole. “i broke you?”

“yes,” you cried, your head falling forward onto his thigh. “make me feel good, please, kou! need you so ba—ah!”

he dived into your cunt, using his tongue in sinful ways, teasing your hole and swirling at your bundle of nerves, making your legs shake precariously. “kou i can’t—wanna make you cum, too.”

“that’s alright, pretty girl,” he grumbled into your thigh. “just relax. lemme take care of you.”

you didn’t have much of a choice but to follow; your limbs were already jelly. you grasped helplessly at his quads, desperately trying not to lose your mind as his ministrations sent your consciousness spinning.

one of his hands left its place on your hip and two fingers thrusted into you, ripping a high-pitched whine from your throat. “f-fuck! kou ‘m gonna... f’you keep doing that m’gonna—”

he curled his fingers, brushing against your g-spot, and you screamed, barely able to muffle your moans in the flesh of his abdomen. “c-cumming!” you wailed, nails digging into his skin. 

bokuto sucked at your overstimulated clit, helping your ride out your orgasm as you writhed uncontrollably overtop of him. he groaned at the taste of your cum on his tongue as he stuck his fingers in his mouth and licked them clean. you swayed to the side, balance completely thrown off from the overwhelming sensations.

“woah there, baby.” he gently rolled your weak form onto the bed, brushing your hair out of your face. he tucked you into the blanket, wiping the drool pooling at your lips.

“jesus, kou,” you lamented, eyes squinting up at him. “you sucked the damn soul outta me.”

“‘s my job, baby.” he placed a light peck on your forehead.

“but i wanted to make you feel good, too!” you gave him a small pout which quickly morphed into a yawn as you nuzzled into the pillow, eyelids closing in exhaustion.

“you already do,” he whispered softly, cradling your now-sleeping form. his eyes were filled with adoration. “you already do.”

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[hornime]

Hey! For your event I’d love me some sub! Aran x fem reader. With praise and body worship (preferably receiving but whatever’s okay) please and thank you.

OFFERINGS AT THE ALTAR | ARAN OJIRO X F!READER

part of my a whole lotta lewd event! [ details | masterlist | CLOSED ]

warnings: 18+, sub!aran, f!reader, body worship

a/n: i saw sub aran and ascended.

"god, you’re so beautiful, baby. you’re gonna let me touch you, right? gonna let me touch this gorgeous body?”

you’re laying back on the bed, aran between your legs, his thumbs impatiently rubbing circles into the flesh of your thighs. he wants you, no, needs you so bad after all this time away from home. 

and the feeling goes both ways.

“you wanna touch me, hm?”

he nods, fingers tightening their grip on your skin before loosening as if he’s scared he’ll hurt you, his touch now feathery and ticklish.

“so bad,” he groans, deep voice turning up at the end in what’s almost a whimper. “i just wanna feel you.”

“then go ahead,” you breathe, bringing your hands to his cheeks to pull his face up to yours. aran complies, his lips hovering over yours, eyes focused intently on the dilation of your pupils. you crane your neck so that you’re almost kissing, just close enough for him to feel the vibrations of every sound you make. “make me feel good.”

the words slip through your lips and into his as he closes the distance, mouths gliding over one another in a slick dance of lust and love. you both moan into the kiss, the soft and pillowy sensations sending shivers down your spine and up your abdomen. you devour each other slowly, savoring each bite and the syrupy flavor it spreads on your tongues.

his hands trail downwards from your hair until they’re cradling your tits, gently molding the flesh with small squeezes. you detach your lips from his, letting your head fall back onto the blanket beneath you, and he whines.

“suck on my tits,” you hum, brushing your finger along his cheek. “you want to be a good boy, no?”

immediately, he shifts downwards, palms creeping behind your back to lift your chest towards his mouth. “course i do,” he mumbles, gruff voice prancing over the sensitive skin. 

there’s a beat, a single moment where he looks up at you from chest-level with his desperate eyes, glossy with need, and your heart swells in adoration, thoughts perfectly clear in how much you love him. and then he purses his lips around your nipple and your mind begins spinning.

“god these tits are heaven,” he whispers, squishing your sides. “and you’re an angel.”

after what seems like hours later, once he’s done with this slice of paradise, he moves on to another, deadset on finishing all you have to offer. his lips and tongue and hands know no bounds; they traverse from your neck down to your stomach, your calves up to your waist, simply dancing around dessert until he suckles on your clit, sighing at the explosion of sweetness.

he treats you like you’re his goddess, kissing and sucking and licking at every spare inch of skin like you’re ambrosia, the last pure thing on this earth.

and to him, you are—you’re a ray of sunshine among a rush of rain, a temporary solace in the hell he finds himself crawling through.

so he keeps you in his heart and in his mind, arms always filled with offerings for your altar to ensure that you’re always there to guide him through the darkest days.

you hope that one day he’ll come to know that you don’t need offerings—the diamonds and rubies and sapphires he brings you.

all you need is him.

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[hornime]

>:(((( terushima is smart AND hot, don’t mind me imagining a threesome with him, kuroo, and bokuto bark bark

anon,,, your mind.

warnings: 18+, f!reader, threesome (foursome actually LOOL), voyeurism..

bokuto’s the himbo of the group so he’s probably a lil subby, just following the orders of kuroo and terushima but doing so with his typical enthusiasm. at some point you’d end up riding him, both of you flushed and panting, teary eyes meeting each other, as terushima and kuroo look on with predatory gazes and manipulate you at will.

kuroo’s more of a managing type so i honestly don’t even think he’d want to join in—he’d just be content sitting to the side and watching, stroking himself to your moans and giving orders. probably gets off on orgasm control and watching you clench around bokuto’s cock and whine as he says “you better not fucking cum.”

terushima is such a fucking tease. his chest is to you back, his hands constantly moving across your body: squeezing at your hip, trailing up your sides, groping your tits, molding the flesh of your ass. he’ll graze his teeth against your ear and groan at the way you shudder under his touch, forced to grind against your ass for any form of relief.

in conclusion, these three together? absolute fiends.

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[hornime]

hello hello!! happy 500 :D i’m a new follower and i’d like to request a pit stop (i’m pretty sure that’s the alphabet thing) with mr kenma pls and thank u <3

part of my 500 event! [CLOSED]

NSFW ALPHABET | KENMA KOZUME X GN!READER

warnings: 18+, timeskip!kenma, gn!reader, mentions of: filming, exhibitionism, choking, bondage, voyeurism, edging, roleplay

a/n: thank you for requesting!!!! this was super fun to write and i hope u enjoy <3

a = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

kenma’s competitive with himself, and that’s something that definitely carries into the bedroom. he’s analytical, so he’ll ask you questions that you really cannot take seriously after getting your brains fucked out like how many times did you cum? and on a scale from one to ten how good did that feel? although its not the traditional sort of aftercare, you know that he’s only doing it so he can make the experience better for the next time, and so far he hasn’t failed in doing so.

b = body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

himself: his fingers. he’s gotta use them for a lot of things: clicking the mouse while he’s gaming, signing business contracts, making you cream around them, sticking them down your throat, you know, day-to-day things. he looks at his hands with pride with the way they’re able to manipulate anything—especially you.

partner: your wrists. he loves the duality; when he’s holding your forearms above your head and thrusting into you mercilessly, he gets a sort of satisfaction in how limp your wrists go, your clenched fists drooping helplessly in his grasp. but he has reverence for their strength; when you’re choking him, fingers digging into his pulse points, he can’t help but focus on the way your wrist pushes down on his collarbone, the post-sex aches there simply reminders of how he fell to putty in your hands.

c = cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

would rather cum on you than inside. let’s face it, he was probably a hentai addict at some point and got hooked on the lewd way they showed backshots, facials, and the like. also a sucker for cumming in your mouth when you give him a blowjob and making you stick your tongue out before swallowing. put on a little show of licking your fingers or your lips and he’ll instantly get hard again.

d = dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

wants to fuck you while streaming. even after graduating high school, he’s not the tallest nor the strongest, and he’s constantly getting comments like how did he bag someone as hot as ‘em? or they’re probably just in it for the money on videos that he films with you. he’s not an idiot, he knows that even if he was the world’s hottest person there’d still be hate comments because that’s just how the internet works, but he really really wants to shut them all up by pausing his game and folding your body across his desk. there’s no way in hell he’d follow through with that though, because his career—and probably both of your lives—would be ruined, but he’s not opposed to making some faceless porn videos if you’re down for that kind of thing.

e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

kenma kept to himself for most of his life, so while he didn’t really have hands-on experience, he did get a lot of knowledge from hentai and mangas and such (which really is a double-edged sword because no, not everyone’s nipples are that sensitive, but its fine). so he kinda had a lot of unrealistic expectations and not a lot of sexual encounters to disprove them. but when he blew up on twitch and youtube? phew this guy had people THROWING themselves at him. and so he did indulge a bit, ‘gained some xp’ and ‘leveled up’ as he’d say, before stumbling upon you.

f = favorite position (this goes without saying)

when you ride him and he’s sitting up so your chests are pressed together. kenma’s the type of person to see kissing as super intimate (yes, even more intimate than literally being inside you) so he loves this position because he can make out with you. he lives for those heated makeout sessions when you’re both moaning into each other’s mouths and nipping at each other’s lips. also likes the position where either you’re sitting with your back to his chest or vice versa and getting each other off.

g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

i feel like he’d be pretty serious at first, in the early stages of your relationship, but as you got more comfortable, his dorkiness would shine through. like, this guy plays video games for a living, alright? he’s bound to make a few dumb references while you are ‘doing the dirty’, maybe let loose his killer wario impression when things get steamy.

h = hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

i feel like kenma definitely dyed his pubes blonde as part of a prank at some point so that it matched his hair LMAO. and hygiene-wise, i mean, he still is a musty gamer boy except now he’s getting paid for it. so he probably didn’t take care of it at all before really settling down with a long-term partner (cough, you). now he keeps it trimmed (and he might dye it again for kicks).

i = intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

i feel like it varies from situation to situation. depending on the mood and whatnot, he might really cling to the romance stuff and kiss you on the neck or forehead or murmur i love you, that kind of thing. other times, it might just be all about physical pleasure. it all chalks up to what kind of sex you guys are having, really.

j = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

likes to be watched when masturbating. this pretty much goes hand-in-hand with his fantasy of railing you while streaming, but he’s a fan of either having you sit in front of him and boss him around while he’s jerking off or recording himself. also he might have posted a couple of the videos he films for you to a brand new account on twitter, accidentally blew up, and caused the hashtag #isthiskodzuken to trend for a couple weeks... oops.

k = kink (one or more of their kinks)

filming/voyeurism: kenma spends all his time in front of cameras, and that part of his life is just part of his sexual preferences now. would almost always be down to film a sex tape. when you guys are separated because of work or whatever, your messages are just lewd pictures and snippets back and forth. its really fucking with your data plan.

roleplay: he has an active imagination—need i say more? he’s constantly coming up with scenarios in his head and he’s definitely bought you a sexy cosplay costume on multiple occasions. i can’t see him into anything too intense like ddlg but i’m sure there’s some more milder stuff sprinkled within his sex life.

edging + bondage combo: when he’s subbing, kenma’s definitely the type who wants to relinquish all control. he just wants you to do whatever you want to him and tease him until he’s crying and begging to cum. will squirm a lot, which will eventually prompt you to tie his hands behind his back, which he realizes he likes a lot more than he thought he would.

l = location (favorite places to do the do)

his office (feeds into his boss/employee fantasy) and in the bedroom, but just not on the bed (on his desk, at his gaming chair). the bed is for the more lovey-dovey sex.

m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

this is oddly specific, but i feel like he’s the kind of guy that’ll get really hard if you massage his hair, lull him into a false sense of security, and then wrap your hand around his neck. the moment you squeeze, his face’ll go red and the blood goes rushing to his dick.

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

threesomes or sex with other people watching. although he might be an exhibitionist, he’s pretty hesitant when it comes to actually being that vulnerable for another person. there’s a fine line between the thrill of possibly doing it with other people and then the reality of actually doing it with other people and its a line that he most likely will not cross. after all, even though he’s more extroverted than he used to be, sex is still something you still had to coax him out of his shell for.

o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

giving (50%): he likes the ego boost that comes with making you cum with just his mouth and, since he keeps note of the kinds of things that really get you over the edge, he’s constantly getting better at it. likes fingering even more, though, so he’ll almost always have his fingers in your hole while he does it.

receiving (50%): loves getting blowjobs while he’s gaming and his headset mic is on (exhibitionist, cough cough). his favorite time to get oral is when you’ve got him tied to a chair and are taking your own sweet time, daring him to cum at the frustratingly slow pace you’re going.

p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

regardless of the scene, he goes relatively slow. likes savoring the moment and likes seeing your reactions to each of his individual movements even more so he wouldn’t like rushing things.

q = quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

honestly, not a fan of them. he gets really flustered after sex, like red-face-and-heavy-breathing-and-messy-hair kind of flustered, so he sucks at composing himself. the last thing he wants is for his stakeholders to realize he got the soul sucked out of him from the burning blush on his cheeks, therefore he like sex when he can take his time with it.

r = risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

will be down to experiment if you’re clear about it. open communication is a big one for taking steps in sex because he’s not the best at reading people. so as long as you explain what exactly you want to do, sure, he’ll try it.

s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

not more than a couple rounds, but they will be excruciatingly long. he’ll make you cum multiple times before he takes care of himself just because he loves seeing your expression when you finish. but once he cums, there’s not much going to happen after that. baby burns out fast.

t = toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

he loves ‘em and uses them at any given opportunity. he’s still a bit lazy, but does it really matter when he can just buy something to make you both feel good with minimal effort? after all, he has the money. kenma always has the latest ‘gadgets’; in fact, there’s an entire box of toys in his closet. his favorite would have to be the app-controlled vibrator—he loves using it on you as much as he loves you using it on him.

u = unfair (how much they like to tease)

as much as he likes making you cum, he likes seeing your face and hearing your noises more. so yes, he’s a teaser. he just loves how receptive you get when you’re begging him to touch you more, to fuck you faster, that he can’t help but drag things out longer than necessary. it’s really your fault that he does it, at least, that’s what he tells you.

v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

loud, loud, LOUD. kenma whimpers and his moans usually get higher-pitched the closer he gets to his orgasm. when he’s busy focusing with you, though, all that’s pouring out of his mouth is absolute filth, talking about how sexy you look and how good you’re taking him. might degrade you here and there when he sees how easy it is for you to finish with him just using his fingers—he can’t help it.

w = wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

he has the money and the inability to take life too seriously, so yeah, he’s ordered a silicone mold of your genitalia, whether its your pussy or your cock. its embarrassingly useful when he goes on business trips and its the one thing he never forgets to pack (he forgot his passport once but you bet he had his custom sex toy tucked safely in his luggage like the crazy bastard he is). got you a dildo in the shape of his dick for your birthday so he wouldn’t feel as weird about it.

x = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

six and a half inches, slight curve to the left, and for lack of a better word, pretty. it sits prettily in your palm, has a pretty pink shade on the tip, and overall always leaves you satisfied. for what he can’t do with his cock, he has plenty of toys to compensate anyway.

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

he was pretty conservative about it at first, but once you gave him a taste of his desires and some of your own, he was hooked. what started as taking out his frustrations after a particular bad game became compounded with rewards after a particularly good game, and now he thinks of sex as a good luck charm before he even turns on his pc. so yeah, you got a pretty needy guy on your hands.

z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

he’s out almost immediately. he puts a lot of effort into fucking you well, and i mean, he doesn’t have the best stamina despite years of volleyball. basically the pleasure goes straight into his brain, electrifies his nerves for a solid couple hours, and then the moment he cums it all just shuts down. if you make him drink some monster you’ll probably be able to fix the circuit board and get him started up again.

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[hornime]

My mind is plagued with horny thoughts🥴my most occurring ones are

1. Consensual somno with Suna, Osamu, or Aran.

You had a long day at work or it’s your day off so you sleep in. Them waking up from their nap only to find one of the haikyuu men between their thighs. And it’s so fucking messy. Your lips are dripping onto his and the fucking noises omg. And then overstimming too🥴 They make you cum at least three times on their fingers and tongue or until you squirt😩🥺😩

2.Dumbification with Iwa or Bokuto

Their so fucking big and beefy. Just thinking about going dumb on the cocks, ugh why are they 2d😤. Just hearing the slapping and your just babbling nonsense cause of how far gone they are and Iwa/Boku are mocking you. Just degradation +praise. “My pretty little slut, all dumb just f’me” “Dumb baby makin a mess all over my cock” “Just one more for me, okay pretty girl?” (It’s more than one)

3. Cockwarming Kenma while he games

Just dripping down his balls and he makes fun of you everytime you clench. “You getting so worked up even when I barely touch you, hm?” “Pretty baby can’t even sit still for a few minutes” Then he makes you do it for hours, says one more round but it’s been like seven. But it’s all worth it in the end cause he fills you up so good🤤

4.Soft sex with any of em

It’s raining or snowing out and it’s all warm and cozy inside. Y’all are watching a movie and softly making out every now and then. Soft neck kisses, sweet ‘i love you’s’. Imagining cooking/baking dates where y’all have a flour fight or some shit and then sweet shower seggs after. Morning seggs on the counter after or before breakfast. Celebration sex for games, promotions, album sells, good business, just anything. Making a fort to watch cartoons or have a movie marathon and cuddling into seggs. Honeymoon seggs that can be all soft and sweet even if it is your first time or not. Taking a bath together and just making out and enjoying each others presence not even having seggs. I just-😫😫😫🤰🏾🙇🏾‍♀️I can’t wait to have this with someone

Okay that’s all for now imma leave-bye🤎🧸☁️

-also I love your blog and hope you have a great day😘

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[hornime]

plsss do a nekoma ver of that toys hcs it brought me so much joy😩😩

HQ BOYS AND TOYS | NEKOMA

warnings: 18+, timeskip!everyone, toys (duh), voyeurism, praise, cum-eating (?), vaginal penetration, oral (f!receiving), begging

characters included: fukunaga, kenma, kai, kuroo, inuoka, yamamoto, lev, shibayama, yaku

a/n: got kinda broad w the definition of “toys” here (handcuffs, blindfolds, gags, etc.) but i that was just to avoid being too repetitive. hope u enjoy anon!!!! <3

loves them and will use them even before you ask:

>> fukunaga: you bounce yourself silly on the dildo, sealed to the floor, rolling your pebbled nipples between the pads of your fingers and making the sweetest noises, desperate to get a reaction out of the man in front of you. fukunaga, sitting on the couch, faces you with outstretched legs, slightly rubbing his cock through his jeans with the palm of his hand. “looks like you’re enjoying yourself,” he notes, taking you by surprise. you look up at him in a silent plea to just touch you already, careful not to break his no talking rule. he considers your pitiful expression for a moment, leaning forward and placing his elbows on his knees, before falling back onto the cushions. “you look pretty like this. i’ll touch you, don’t worry, but i just wanna enjoy this view for a little longer.”

>> kenma: “you’re so fucking—ah!—lazy, kenma,” you gasped into the space between your foreheads, which were pressed against each other. “don’t even wann—ah! wanna touch me yourself.” he chuckles lightly at that, a small noise that morphs into a choked moan as the vibrations simultaneously touching you both increase. “yeah,” he grunts. “but you love it. and besides,” another wave of intensity sends you reeling, hands flying out to grasp on his shoulders in a desperate attempt to ground yourself. “this toy makes us feel a lot better than i ever could.”

never been super interested in them but will definitely try it out if you want:

>> kai: you were rolling your hips mercilessly, relishing in the way every inch of kai’s cock rubbed perfectly against you, making embarrassing squelching noises that only spurred on your movements. “shit, baby,” he groaned. the metallic clinking coming from behind him made it clear that he was struggling against the handcuffs you’d asked him to put on earlier. “wanna touch you so bad but these stupid fucking cuffs—” he grunted and your eyes widened in surprise as something bright and silver flew across the room. did he just...? kai brought his hands to the front of his body, gingerly rubbing his sore wrists and giving you a sheepish smile. “fuck, i didn’t know i had it in me to break them,” he admitted, grasping onto your hips to pick you up and drop you back down on his cock. “but when it comes to you, i guess nothing can stop me from getting what i want.” he took in your dazed expression, knowing that you probably were too fucked out to hear him, but he spoke regardless. “i think those cuffs’d look better on you, anyway.”

>> kuroo: “you sure this is good?” kuroo was crouched between your outstretched legs, ankles chained to opposite ends of a spreader bar, giving him a eyeful of your glistening hole. you nodded meekly in response to his question, not trusting your voice, especially with the predatory way he was looking at you. with your affirmation, he crawled forward and loomed over you, two fingers expertly plunging into your cunt. his pace quickened almost immediately, and you thrashed at the intensity in a weak attempt to escape from the buildup in your core. you let out a choked moan as he inserted a third, his other hand holding your hip down as it hopelessly tried to wiggle out of his grasp. “this pussy,” he grunted, “is mine. all fuckin’ mine.” at his words, your cum spilled over his palm, and he snickered as you whined in overstimulation. he brought his hand to your lips, prompting you to part your lips. “now suck.”

thinks using them means they’re not doing enough for you:

>> inuoka: inuoka was lapping desperately between your folds, anchoring your body to his face with the iron grip of his forearms crossed over your back. the sounds that were coming your mouths were obscene: his, muffled groans that shot spikes of pleasure up your spine, and yours, moans that were ripped out of your throat. he momentarily lifted you off of him, gasping for breath, revealing his unfocused eyes and dripping chin. “dunno why you bother with all those toys,” he breathed. “especially when you can use me. use me however you want. alright?” you let out a huff of yes, and he pulled your thighs back down, smushing his face between them, and got back to work.

>> yamamoto: “i’m the best you’re ever going to experience, admit it,” he mumbled into your collarbone, two fingers on one hand occupied with your pulsing clit and two on the other hand thrusting shallowly in the tight rim of your ass. “shoulda just told me you wanted this. no plug could make you feel this, good. got that?” you nodded weakly, and he groaned at the stars in your eyes. “would give the world to my good girl. would give the world to you.”

wants you to use toys on them:

>> lev: lev’s breath caught in his throat and his eyelashes fluttered against the blindfold as your fingers traced a path down his chest, lightly playing with his nipples. you continued further downward, spreading his thighs further. he whined as your hands left his body entirely, his inability to know what you were going to do next setting all his nerves on fire. “please fuck me,” he whispered. you settled your palm along the base of his cock, squeezing gently. he bucked his hips up helplessly, “please, please, please.” you smirked, wanting to tease a little bit more. you leaned forward until your lips were against his earlobe, nipping at the flesh. “only if you’re good.”

>> shibayama: garbled sounds were escaping the man in below you, drool slipping from his lips, stretched around the black sphere of a ball gag. you were furiously pumping your hand up and down the length of his cock, movements aided by lube and results of his past orgasms. “gimme one more,” you ordered, fiery gaze making him throw his head back, tears streaming freely down his face. “you can do that, right? gimme one more.” he hadn’t performed the safe action, so you kept fucking him with your fist despite his pleas and twitches of his body. a mumbled cry of cumming! had his muscles tensing up as he released on your fingers and his stomach. he could feel himself losing consciousness, eyelids losing their will to stay open, but heard your quiet whisper of “good boy” and the small peck you left on his nose before dozing off with a small smile.

>> yaku: "you really think a collar is gonna do anything? we both know who the better dom is, so why don’t you just—” you yanked harshly at the leather around yaku’s neck, cutting off his air supply. you wrenched his chin so that he was looking at you, his mouth set in a defiant line. “stop being such a brat. do you not want to cum today?” he scoffed at your words. “i’m not the one being a brat. you’re the one that thinks you’re the dom, but its actu-ah!” you sucked at a spot on his neck that had him keening and clutching at the bedsheets. detaching from his skin, you tugged at the collar again. “keep talking. we’ll see who’s begging later.”

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