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sparklekitteh · 2 years

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Okay but

Telling Jean you’re pregnant 🥺🥺🥺

Especially if you’ve been actively trying. Like omg I think he’d be so happy

Ohhhhh my heart! (CW: Breeding kink to the max, pregnancy, maybe a daddy kink?)

Jean has made it no secret that he wants to start a family with you. He wants to be sure you're ready, of course, and his strong sense of responsibility keeps his intense breeding kink in check. Barely.

I have so many possible scenarios in mind here!

Scenario 1: You're not exactly trying yet but you've been a little careless lately. He's just so damn sexy sometimes it's hard to wait long enough to get protection ready, if you're not on something long lasting like the pill or IUD or whatever. He's pretty good about pulling out when you go at it raw, but this last time he was so lost in the sensation of your whole body -- your hot breath on his neck; your nails raking down his back; the way your thighs are shaking against his ribcage; your wet, greedy pussy swallowing his cock as he pounds into you -- that he's spurting rivers of cum deep inside you before he knows what's hit him.

"Oh fuck, baby, fuck! I'm sorry," he pants as he pulls out too late. His seed dribbles out of you, and he'd be lying if he said he was entirely sorry. The sight makes him so horny and ... proud? Fuck, he wants to pump so many babies into you, see you swollen with his child.

"It's ok, don't be sorry," you beckon him to lay in your arms. "If it happens, it happens."

A few weeks later when you're making your traditional Saturday morning omelets, he crushes a clove of garlic to add to the sizzling butter in the pan and the stench of it hits you like a punch in the gut. You drop your wooden spoon and race for the bathroom.

"Babe, you ok?" he taps on the door, concern lacing through his voice.

"Um... yeah, sorry. The garlic smell hit me wrong I guess."

But Jean has a gut feeling. After your breakfast of dry toast, he drives you to the pharmacy and picks up some Sprite and a pregnancy test. You get home, make use of the test, and you are shocked to see the little blue plus sign appear almost immediately. You exit the bathroom, hands shaking as you show your lover.

"What does this mean?" he asks cautiously, but you can see the sparkle in his hazel eyes. Maybe our baby will have his eyes, you hope.

"It means you have some potent swimmers, Daddy," you giggle.

Jean's eyes light up and he sweeps you off your feet, spins you around and kisses you... until he remembers he's manhandling the mother of his child. He sets you down so carefully, gushing apologies while he enfolds you in the softest, warmest hug.

"I love you so much. I'm going to take such good care of both of you."

***

Scenario 2: After much discussion over the first two years of your relationship, you and Jean decide you're ready to try. You stop your birth control, and the first time you have sex after this feels like your very first time with Jean. You're both awkward, giggling messes, half afraid to touch each other but thrilled with the potential your lovemaking brings. He's passionate and so gentle with you, taking great care to make sure you feel good. His hips stutter to a stop and he groans with the pleasure of filling you up, staying buried deep inside you. And that's where he stays for several minutes.

"Jean? Baby? You ok?"

"Mmmm," he hums and kisses your forehead. "Gonna make sure you start calling me daddy."

It only takes a few tries because his breeding instinct is so strong and it goes hand in hand with his kink. You have a few tests stashed away in the bathroom that you use one as soon as you realize your period is late. You bring the test with you to the bedroom where Jean is slowly waking up. He looks absolutely angelic in the early morning sunlight filtering through the curtains, the soft rays shining in his hair picking up the subtle strawberry blonde in the strands falling across his eyes.

"Good morning, my love," you chirp as you set a cup of coffee on the nightstand for him.

"You're chipper this morning," he replies in that sexy, sleepy voice that you adore.

"Mmhmm, we have some shopping to do."

"Huh? Didn't we just get groceries yesterday?"

"Yes, but I'm going to need some new clothes. And some new furniture."

He stares at you, confused by your words but starting to get some ideas forming in his sleep-fogged mind. You show him the picture of the adorable nursery you have on your phone: A wooden crib and rocking chair draped in blankets with soft hues of green and yellow, adorned with frogs in little raincoats splashing in puddles. His eyes focus on the image for a moment, and then he gently pulls you into his arms. He stays quiet for a while, and you start to worry that maybe he's having second thoughts when he breaks the silence. His voice is choked with emotion.

"How long have you known, Mama?" he whispers, rubbing circles on your back.

"I had suspicions for a few days but wasn't sure until I took the test while you were sleeping in this morning, Papa."

He rests his hand on your belly. Tears are spilling over his cheeks as he kisses your forehead.

"Are you ok, baby?" you ask, worried again that he changed his mind.

"I'm more than ok, but you're going to have to retire "Baby" and start calling me Daddy," he smiles through his tears.

***

Scenario 3: Jean doesn't understand what he's doing wrong. You've been trying for a baby for months now, but every 28 days your period comes like clockwork. Is it him? He tries to recall if his mother mentioned having trouble getting pregnant. Surely of all the things she blurts out at embarrassing times, that would have been one of them, right? He makes a mental note to ask her next time he calls home.

Similarly, you've grilled your own mother about her experience with you but there doesn't seem to be any clues there either. You start tracking your cycle faithfully, knowing exactly when you're ovulating. Jean enthusiastically enjoys trying every position recommended for conception.

Over the months, meticulously plotting your sex life begins to feel almost like a chore. Of course you love Jean and sex with him is incredible; it's just that you miss the spontaneity of tumbling into bed with him and not caring about where the basal thermometer went or if you're at your peak fertility. He won't say so but he misses it too. You've briefly discussed seeing a doctor to rule out any issues preventing you from conceiving, even talked about adopting a child.

The thought crosses your mind again as you go about your monthly routine of peeing on that damned plastic stick and waiting for the little line to appear in the window of the test. You're so certain it will remain absent that you almost miss the faint blue stripe materializing. You place the test on the bathroom sink. You pick it up again and stare at it. It's definitely a blue line. You put it on the sink again.

"Jean?" you call out. "Can you come here a second?"

He pads down the hall to the bathroom, his footsteps softened by the thick socks you gave him for Christmas. He pokes his head into the doorway. "What's up, love?"

"Can you tell me if you see a blue line on this? That's a blue line, right?"

His jaw drops open and he scrambles to the sink. There it is: A blue line indicating the end of your time as a couple with no children. Jean stares at the test, then stares at you, then back at the test.

"Oh my god, sweetheart!" he whispers. "We did it! We fucking did it! We're going to have a baby!"

He grabs your waist and pulls you close, plants a fierce kiss on your lips, then scoops you up into his arms to carry you back to bed.

"What are you doing?" you laugh, clinging to his neck as delicately places you on your bed.

"Celebrating," he grins as he begins undressing you and himself.

***

In any case, Jean would be both a big soft sweetheart who's amazed at the magic of your body and the miracle you both have created. He'd also be so proud of your and his fertility. You know he's going to brag to everyone in the 104th, especially Eren. OMG he'll be insufferable to them but to you, he's somehow even more supportive and caring than ever.

He's out at 2 am getting pickles and cinnamon rolls as soon as you wake him up. He's rubbing lotion on your belly and kissing your fresh stretch marks. He's massaging your aching, swollen feet. He's singing to your belly, reading stories to his baby in the womb. He's arguing over names but he'll also give in if you insist. He'll do anything to make sure his beloved and his child are happy, safe, and loved.

(Sorry this turned out so long! I think about giving Jean babies a lot LMAO)

#jean kirschtein #jean kirstein #jean imagine #jean kirstein smut #jean kirschtein smut

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nicka-nell · 3 years

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Having their first time

(Kyoutani Kentarou | Ushijima Wakatoshi | Kageyama Tobio)

Request: anonymous - For the first time scenarios can i get kyotani and who ever else youd like ( i trust your taste in smexy fictional men😂) with a more soft and gentle first time if that’s ok I kinda feel like mad dog would be a little scared of hurting his little baby girl 🥺🥺🥺 I love him❤️❤️❤️ keep up the good work ur writing is amazing sweets - fluffy kyotani simp anon🥰

Warning: NSFW, pain (Ushijima), marking (Ushiijma, Kyoutani), 18+, Minors DNI! Note: All characters are grown up!

You’ve been together with Kyoutani a long time. In the beginning, it was difficult for you to deal with his sometimes impulsive nature. But you soon realized that he behaves quite differently to you than, for example, to his volleyball colleagues.

Kyoutani always wants to have you with him, preferably to wrap his hand around your waist and show everyone that you belong to him. He is always glad when you are at his training, even if it bothers him every time that Oikawa always talks to you.

Preferably, he would take you with him and show you that you should only have eyes for him. To see your body under his as you only look at him when he kisses your body and is closer to you than ever before.

He would love to sleep with you, but he doesn’t want you to think he’s just trying to mark you. Besides, he also has to admit that he’s a little afraid of going too far and hurt you. He would not be able to forgive himself for hurting the person who stands behind him for so long, who has gone through so many problems with him, who loves him so much despite all his quirks.

But how can he stay calm when Oikawa is so close to you? When you smile at him with your sweet, sparkling cheeks? No, this is going too far.

Enraged, he walks towards Oikawa and pushes him away from you, grabs his and your school bag and holds you by your wrist to pull you out of the hall with him. But what he doesn’t know is that you talked to Oikawa about Kyoutani.

About you wanting to ask Kyoutani if you want to sleep together and share this new experience. You went to the gynaecologist and got the pill, talked to Oikawa about a few positions and tips and how to best address the topic.

When you arrive in front of Kyoutani’s apartment, he opens the door wordlessly, then tosses your bags in the corner, closes the door and throws your body into his arms with ease. “Hey, Kentarou, what’s going on?” you ask a little insecure because you see that he is apparently angry.

But he does not answer, just grumbles and goes with you in his arms to his bedroom to throw you with a grim look at his bed.

You look at him frightened when his body suddenly lies over you and he begins to reach under your top with his hands, aggressively kissing you.

“Kentarou! Stop it! Wait!” Your fearful voice trembles in his ears. A sound that destroys him. Abruptly he lets go of you, looks into your anxious eyes and quickly straightens up again. Angry, he turns his head away from you, looks aside to escape your gaze.

He always does everything wrong. He loves you, wants to show you that you’re his girl. That he’d do anything for you. But what does he do instead? Let some idiot like Oikawa get him into a rage and take the anger out on you. His precious girl. He’s the idiot here.

“Kentarou?” He hears your voice again, but this time it is so tender. But he doesn’t dare look at you. “Hey…” You call him softly and try to reach for his face to draw him to you. But he’s too stubborn. If this doesn’t work, then you have no choice but to sit on top of him.

Pouting you crawl to him and sneak up on his lap. Now he looks at you, wonder and fear can be seen in his eyes. “Why are you mad, Kentarou?” You want to know from him, even if you can already guess the answer.

“Because I hurt you…”, “That’s not true.” You’re trying to interrupt him. “I just wanted to sleep with you, but I didn’t even ask you if you wanted this too. I...” You notice that he wants to say something, however, he looks again ashamed to the side and squeezes the teeth together.

A little sad, you take him in your arms, squeeze your pelvis closer to his body, and start kissing his ear tips, his temple, and his nose. “I want to sleep with you too, Kentarou.” You whisper softly to him before you seal your words with a kiss on his lips.

But the kiss does not last long, because he’s backing away, only to bury his head in the crook of your neck. “I’m afraid Y/n…” He says shaking while his hands reach tighter into your top.

“You don’t have to… Let me be on top, okay? I lead you, and you don’t have to do anything. Just look at me.” You say, and make him look at you. You see how he’s torn back and forth. He’d love to sleep with you, but he doesn’t know if he can.

You try to make his decision easier and start pulling your top up. His cheeks turn red, his eyes grow big and you sense that his breath stops for a moment. You also feel your cheeks begin to tingle, how his hungry look makes you sense an unknown feeling in your abdomen.

With a soft moan, you lean forward, wrap your hands around his face and start kissing him passionately. His lips are warm, giving you the entrance to connect your tongue to his. You feel how he brings his hands down your waist to your ass, gently pulls you a little bit to him and how a short sigh escapes him.

Your panties are already wet, due to the juice that has formed between your legs, allowing you to feel Kyoutanis limb under you as it slowly gets bigger and bigger. A chill lies on Kyoutani’s cheeks as your hands let go of him and go to the end of his T-shirt.

Without interrupting your kisses for long, you lift up his T-shirt and take it off. Now you’re the one looking at him hungry. Moves your fingers over his muscular body and lingers on his waistband.

Just as you want to open his pants to free his member, he holds your hands and makes you look at him.

His eyes are full of fear. Afraid to hurt you. But you just smile and give him a kiss on the nose. “You have nothing to worry about, my love.” You whisper to him and sense his hands let go of yours.

His dick almost jumps towards you as you release it from his pants and his underpants. Thick and large, it twitches as the first drops of precum make his limb shimmer. Right now, you’re actually grateful to Oikawa for showing you how to do a handjob with a banana, even if this conversation was anything but pleasant.

You take a deep breath as you begin to wrap his cock with your hand and move your fingers up and down with little pressure. “Show me what you like, my love.” You whisper as you feel his hand on yours a few seconds later. How he guides the rhythm and shows you what he likes.

You notice how his breath gets faster, how his upper body presses against the wall behind him and the pressure on his hand disappears. It looks like he’s about to come any minute. Therefore, you take the chance to remove your hand to cover it with your saliva.

Again you bring your hand to his cock, pat it and wrap it in your saliva as you lift your pelvis and with the other hand push your panties under the skirt a bit to the side to gently let his dick glide into you.

Although there is only his tip in you, you pinch your teeth and close your eyes. “Nggh!” You groan at the short prick that’s spread in your abdomen. Kyoutani’s hands are quickly on your hip and prevent you from sliding it further.

Scared, he looks at you, does not dare to say anything, when you open your eyes a slit wide and put your hands on his, to take them from your hip and take his length in you. “Haah!” You moan again as you lead his hands to your breasts still hidden from your bra.

Almost automatically his hands caress your chest, all the fear that was still visible in his eyes earlier is suddenly gone. Carefully you try to ride him, support your hands on his chest while he opens your bra to pat your breasts better.

More and more often you hear his murmur, how he looks at you, follows your movements and studies your expressions.

You don’t know if you’re doing all this right, but you know you like it. That you already love to feel him completely inside you. His warmth, every outline, as he presses against your sensitive walls. How Kyoutani gently begins to play on your breasts, slide his fingers over your nipples, using his other hand to hold you on your hip, taking care of you, so to be able to react quickly if you should have pain at once, when his almost burning lips cover your moist skin.

Lovingly he kisses your neck, starts licking it and sucking it lightly, but back off again as he notices that he can’t hold back for long. He doesn’t want to hurt you. But how can he restrain himself when you hold the back of his head, bring him to your tender neck, and with your trembling voice ask him not to stop. To go on, to mark you, to show everyone that you belong to him.

Almost animalistic, he mutters before his lips find their way back to your skin and gently suck on it. “Nggh…” Place hickeys all over your skin as your movements on him get faster and faster, your fingers slowly clawing into his flesh. The way he marks you, and that you also mark him, turns him on. Because just as you belong to him, so he belongs to you.

You can hear his breath getting restless, his kisses sloppy and his grip on your body begins to shake, so that he can’t resist a murmur. He groans, and draws your body close to his. “Fuck haaa…” He mumbles, his head on your shoulder, while he squeezes you tight.

You feel how everything in you gets warmer and his cock in you begins to twitch. You are not sure if he is in pain, if he just came or what else, so you try to move on him again, but are prevented by his firm grip on you.

“Kentarou, what’s going on...?” You ask insecure, and try to make him look at you. But he’s just looking into your eyes. Don’t quite know how to behave. “Did you, did you just come?” You ask then, and lure him a nod.

You can’t help but grin and suddenly start laughing. “Hey!” Suddenly, you hear him, how Kyoutani looks at you pouting. “Then why do you look so sad? I’m glad you enjoyed it.” You smile and give him a fleeting kiss.

He’s surprised at first that you’re not mad at him for coming inside you, but then looks down your body. “You... are really pretty…” he mumbles quietly to himself. “But… You… You didn’t like it, did you?” he wants to know from you while he looks deep into your eyes.

“You mean because I didn’t come to climax? Kentarou… that was our first time. Neither you nor I had done this before. It was still great and I enjoyed every second. And I want to do it again soon.” You try to tell him and push him backwards against the wall to set your body against his chest. Your head on his shoulder while you wrap your hands around his upper body.

Just a few seconds later, you feel Kyoutani’s big hand lying on the back of your head, curling through your hair. “You’re my precious girl. Let me prove that to you next time. I want to hear your voice as you just moan my name.” His deep voice kisses your ear as you feel his smile and the warm air on your spine.

“I’m yours now too, my love. You’re the only one I care about.” Without him giving you an answer, you see there’s only one thing written in his gaze. And this is “I know”

You lie there for a long time, until Kyoutani lifts you up and carries you into the bathroom to gently wash your body in the bathtub and then wraps you both in a large soft bathrobe. He lies down in bed with you, just holds your delicate body in his arms until he hears your calm breath, as you fall asleep and cuddle even closer to him.

Ushijima is a simple man. He says freely what bothers him without going around the bush. Of course, this may seem rude to some, but he never has the intention of attacking someone verbally.

His simple, honest but sometimes awkward nature is exactly what you love about him. You’ve been together a long time, but the subject of sex never came up. Basically, it was even Tendou who started the subject. He wanted to know when he would finally see little Ushijima babies.

Somehow you talked about the topic of sex when Tendou was gone. Ushijima was the one who asked you if you were ready for sex. He doesn’t need sex, he’s happy when you are. However, you also wanted to sleep with him, so Ushijima wanted to support you as much as possible.

He took you to the gynecologist and was surprised at the contraception methods. Especially the copper spiral was suspicious for him. Actually, it was very interesting for you, but then you chose the most commonly used method of contraception, the pill.

Ushijima wanted to pay the pill for you and had also asked you if you wanted to additionally prevent with a condom, but you did not want that. After the appointment, however, you didn’t talk about sex again.

The training camp came in between and Ushijima spent every day training long, with Tendou, his team and any other teams.

Thoughtfully you sit in Tendous and Ushijima’s room, read in one of Tendous Shonen jump magazines and wait for Ushijima to finally come back. You haven’t had much time together lately. You’ve only seen each other for one night in the last week.

You never even met during the day. When you hear the door open, you look right there. Just to see Ushijima, who is settling down on the bed without greeting you. “You look tense, Toshi.”

Only now he notices that you are also in the room and makes the corner of his mouth smile gently at you. “I haven’t seen you in a while.” He says in a deep voice and looks up at you. Smiling, you lay down the magazine, go over to Ushijima to give him a gentle kiss before you sit on the bed behind him and try to put your arms around his upper body.

“You look tense. You guys are really training a lot this week.” You whisper quietly to him as you start massaging his shoulders. “Yes.” he answers barely.

It’s almost funny how your little fingers try to put pressure on his strong shoulders. “Can you take your shirt off? Then I can massage your back.” Your gentle voice gets him out of his thoughts.

Without a comment, he takes off his shirt and throws it on the ground, arms supported again on his thighs. Your hands are slowly moving down from his shoulders along his spine. Briefly you hold the air and consider whether this is the right moment to sleep with Ushijima. You missed him and you have to admit that your desire for him is big.

So you decide it’s the right time. Hesitantly, your hands wander along his sides to his pelvic bone before you put your hands under his sports pants and underpants to touch his member and massage it clumsily.

“Why are you massaging my dick Y/n? It’s not tense at all.” Ushijima calls dry while he raises his head and looks back at you. Embarrassed you let go of his cock and look aside with warm cheeks. You don’t know how to tell Ushijima you want to have sex.

“But you don’t have to stop.” Suddenly you hear Ushijima’s voice and his big hand enclosing your little wrist. You look at him with your big round eyes, to see his serious face. Without saying a word, you go on and stroke his member again, massaging it as it begins to get bigger and bigger in your little hands.

So big…

You are now asking yourself how his dick should fit into you without tearing everything in you apart. Suddenly you panic, are afraid of the major pain that awaits you and do not notice that your hands start to tremble, when you start to sniff.

“Why are you crying?” Brings you Ushijimas voice back. You first consider whether you should tell him some story, but then decide to tell him the truth. “Toshi I am afraid.” There’s a big question mark on his face, but he doesn’t want to see your sad face a second longer.

So he pulls you to his lap with a jerk and makes you look at him. “What are you afraid of, my snow-hare? My dick can’t kill you, you know?” He says with such an incredibly calm voice. “Well, I’m afraid it hurts when… When we have sex.”

“Oh?” Ushijima’s eyes are growing, only now does he understand what you really want from him. “Oh? What did you think I was doing?” You ask him irritatedly when you see his perplexed face.

“Well, massage my dick.” He replies dry and you can’t help but laugh. But unlike you, he doesn’t laugh. He just looks at you seriously, his hands around your hip and thinks about your words.

“You know I care only about you and volleyball, right? I would never want to hurt you…” Of course you know he doesn’t want to hurt you, but you’re still scared. “We can try it. If you’re in pain, say stop and we’ll stop right now. Okay?”

Somewhat embarrassed, you nod as Ushijima pulls you to him and gives you a deep kiss, your body presses with his arms to him. “Very well.” He almost praises you with a hoarse voice as he strokes your back.

You feel his dick getting bigger, pressing against your walls and instinctively you begin to reach into his pants to cover and caress his entire length with your hands. “Mhhh.” Ushijima whispers at the pleasure which is formed in him.

“Take off your clothes, my love.” He whispers husky to you and interrupts your kiss. Hungry, he looks at you. He took off his pants when you got up and now gives himself a handjob while he watches you undress.

Your shy look is so cute, your delicate body so beautiful. He can’t keep his eyes off of you, the first time you bare your entire body for him and stand completely naked in front of him. It’s crazy how you turn his head. How he can always stay so collected and calm, but with you so many emotions in him try to find their way out.

“Come here, my love.” He whispers with lust and grabs you by your wrist as you are on your way to go to him.

With a jerk, he pulls you down to the bed, changes positions so that you are under him and begins to passionately kiss your neck, along your collarbone, until he arrives at your breasts and embraces them with his big hands.

“Haaaah Toshi!” An almost animalistic murmur escapes him, with the thought that even with this touch you give off such a sweet moan. Roughly he kneads your breasts, kisses them, bite gently at your nipples and watches you with his olive-green eyes. How you turn under him, does not know where to go with yourself, how your face is increasingly enveloped by the lust that has long taken over his mind.

With one hand, he wanders your sides down to your walls, and makes you briefly twitch, thinking about what’s about to happen right now. “Relax.” Ushijima mutters to you with a deep voice, his tongue still on your hard nipple.

Carefully he walks your walls up and down with his fingertips, applying more pressure each time he arrives at your clit or your entrance. He enjoys the sweet sounds you make as he spreads your walls with his ring and forefinger and starts circling your clit.

“Oh god Toshi! Aaahh!” You groan and push your pelvis into the soft mattress under you. Your whole body feels so different because of these fast circular movements. Your body is burning, your desire is as big as never before, and you want more. You need more. You want Ushijimas finger in you, his cock, how he stretches you and climaxes you.

You don’t have to wait long, because just a few seconds later you feel like his middle finger is trying to find its way through your entrance. “Haaah!” You groan. His finger is big, thick in you as it carefully pushes in and out again.

“Look how wet you are, my love.” Breathe Ushijima, who enjoys the sound of your damp entrance and his finger how it penetrates you. “Toshi! I… I want more than just your fingers.” You groan weeping and look at him with narrow but lustful eyes.

He nods, strokes your legs before lifting them, and begins to kiss your ankle, your calf up to your inner thigh, then pushes them up to your upper body, as you embrace his cock with your fingers and lead it to your entrance.

When his tip touches your entrance, you let go, sink your head in the duvet under you, your hands left and right buried firmly in the blanket. You had the feeling that this incredible desire could not become even stronger, but now you want it all the more.

But this lust passes quickly, as Ushijimas dick pushes the first bit through your entrance. You’re in pain, feeling like he’s tearing you apart. You could swear that if he enters you even a little further, you’d start bleeding and screaming in pain. Directly, a warm fluid forms in your eyes that slowly runs down your temple as you try to suppress your pain.

But Ushijima immediately notices that something is wrong, just hisses annoyed and immediately stops his movement. “Why don’t you say stop? We said if it hurts, you say stop and we stop.” Although his otherwise monotonous voice does not allow feelings, this time you hear the anger in it.

“Because… I want you Toshi… I don’t want to stop.” You sniff and wipe the tears from your eyes. For a moment he looks at you wordless, shows no emotion in his face, when he suddenly grabs you at your hip and pulls you to him.

“Waah Toshi!” You scream from this jerky movement, but feel his wet tongue at your entrance a few seconds later, how he distributes his saliva, skillfully plays with his tongue at your entrance and your walls, before he covers his hand with saliva and places it over his cock.

Demanding, he looks at you as he positions himself above you again, his hand on his dick to enter you again. “Say stop immediately if you’re in pain. If this doesn’t work out, it’s not supposed to be now, and we’ll try it another time, okay?” Nodding, you look up at him before you close your eyes and wait for him to slip into you.

You have the feeling that this time it’s going to be easier, that he’s slipping into you more smoothly through the extra salvia. You have to admit that you only feel a stabbing pain in your abdomen for a short moment, before it subsides and is covered by the feeling of pleasure.

“Oh god Toshi! That feels so good!” You groan as you feel this immense length, this almost painful thickness inside you. His vein feels like it glides along your inside with every thrust.

“Mhhh my love. You are so tight.” He murmurs, as he holds your legs in his hands and watches your body move with each of his powerful thrusts.

His movements are not fast, but they are deep and almost coarse. Muttering, he bends over to you, starts kissing your neck again, sucking on it and leaving visible hickeys. His thrusts are getting sloppy, when you sense like you’re coming to your orgasm any moment. How Ushijimas dick hits everything in you.

Every spot that drives you crazy, his dominant kisses make you see black, and as if that wasn’t enough, he starts to caress your clit while his murmur gets louder and louder. “Damn my love, I’m coming. Shall I pull out?” He breathes in a husky voice.

“No, I want your sperm in me, Toshi. Mark me haah!” You moan and feel how you come to orgasm every moment. “Oh damn babe why you gotta be so fucking sexy.” He groans one last time as his movements get faster and more aggressive before he comes together with you and gives a loud moan out of his throat.

“Haaah!” Quietly you whimper, your shaky legs press to Ushijimas pelvis, while he fast-breathes kisses your cheeks and then your mouth.

He’s still in you, as you feel your pulsating walls suck the last bit of sperm out of him and paint your walls completely white.

“Wakatoshi! We wanted to watch a movie right now, do you want to ask Y/n if you both want to come with us?” Without knocking, the room door is torn open and Tendou, Semi, Shirabu, Goshiki and Yamagata are standing in the doorframe.

While you quickly look for anything to cover your body, Ushijima looks only emotionless towards the now open door. “Ushijima, oh god what the…” Screams Semi only horrified while Tendou grins with narrow eyes and only brings out a mischievous “Uuuuuh”.

“Ushijima damn it! Didn’t somebody tell you to hang a fucking sock on the door handle when you’re having sex?” Semi still screams shocked while Tendou still grins. Shirabu and Goshiki have already turned around ashamed while Yamagata stands at the door, petrified.

“Oh?” Ushijima says relatively unimpressed by the men in the doorframe, carefully pull his cock out of you and pick up a sock from the floor to then get up and go to the door. “Oh god Ushijima, don’t you fucking do that now! Oh god… is there sperm on your dick?” Semi yells at him while he holds his hand in front of his eyes, Tendo just ginns in amazement. “Woah Y/n you had to swallow something really big, huh?”

In peace and quiet, Ushijima hangs the sock over the door handle and looks again briefly at the boys. “Now if you’ll excuse us.” Without responding to the comments of the two boys, he pushes the door shut and leaves the guys outside surprised.

“I’m sorry… but apparently you have to hang a sock over the doorknob when you have sex. Did you know that? That’s why Semi has a sock on his door so often, I always thought he did it because he doesn’t like a cold door handle. You know, like you don’t like sitting on a cold toilet seat.” Ushijima apologizes to you and lies down next to you on the bed.

Sometimes you really wonder what’s going on in his head. “No Wakatoshi… I don’t know what you mean. Toshi, I can never leave this place again… They’re just gonna tease me! Especially Tendou!” You answer him whiny, but he only gives you a kiss on the forehead before he lays his big hand on your belly.

“Believe me, they don’t dare. If anyone bothers you, he’ll have to deal with me first. And now come to your cuddly bear.” He whispers to you and stretches an arm so that you can move closer to him and he can cover you with his blanket.

“I love you, my snow-hare.” He whispers with his deep voice into your ear as he enjoys the warmth of your body on his chest. “I love you too, my cuddly bear.”

Being together with Kageyama means having a lot to laugh about. Even if you’re the one who laughs at things Kageyama does, and not the other way around. Often he does not understand what is so funny, but each time finds your joyful laughter beautiful.

You think he’s great the way he is, and that’s why it’s no surprise that after a few years together, you’d want to sleep with him. Did you talk about sex? No. Actually, you’re not even sure if Kageyama knows that you can do more than cuddle and kiss in a relationship.

Because in Kageyama’s head, there’s only volleyball, Hinata and you. You’re assuming his sense of sex is as good as his school grades. Bad. But since you don’t have any experience with sex yourself, only with petting, you decide to go to your best friend and ask her how she addressed the issue.

She tells you that you should definitely buy condoms, as they not only protect you from getting pregnant, but also from venereal diseases. She also tells you to buy lubricant in case your sperm and saliva isn’t enough. Which positions are best and also that you should consider a safe word if you have too much pain.

You know that the first time it can come to pain and even bleeding, but you don’t expect it to get that bad.

In the evening you sit together with Kageyama in his room, help him study and are nervous. Nervous because you have the condoms and lubes in your school bag and you are afraid of Kageyamas answer.

Annoyed, he hits his head against his schoolbook and looks at you sulking. “Why do we have to do this? I’ll be the best setter in Japan anyway. I don’t need a good grade in English.” With your eyebrow raised, you flick your index finger against his forehead and look at him seriously.

“If you become the best setter in Japan, you will certainly also have to conduct interviews abroad in English, besides that‘s only memorizing Tobio. But if you learn the vocabulary now and I question you in an hour and you have more than half right, I have a little surprise for you.” You try to motivate him, and he actually looks at you from his book, big-eyed, while he still rubs his forehead.

“What kind of surprise?” He wants to know , but you only tell him that he won’t know until he can answer half the words correctly. And indeed, Kageyama now sits attentively in front of his book and studies the vocabulary to enumerate the vocabulary after one hour.

One word more than half… But at least more than half. Like a toddler, he fiddles back and forth with his fingers and wants to know from you what the surprise is. You tell him to close his eyes, go to your bag and get the stuff out before you quietly take off your shirt and skirt and kneel behind Kageyama, condom and lube next to you on the carpet.

You notice how your heart starts beating loud and fast. How you start to get nervous when Kageyama’s calm voice pulls you out of your mind. “Can I open my eyes again Y/n?”, “No.” You answer him quickly and put your arms around his body, lovingly start kissing his neck as you feel Kageyama’s body moving.

“Hey tell me why-” He interrupts himself as he slightly turns his upper body to look back at you. His cheeks turn pink, his eyes big as he sees your sweet face, and your half-naked body.

You often cuddled and he could guess your figure by the touch, but since you had always worn your school uniform or wide sweaters, he never really had any idea how incredibly good you actually look. After all, you’re not his girlfriend because of your body. But your stomach, your breasts, your soft thighs are perfect. He gets warm, his whole body is drawn to you.

“Tobio?” You wonder, because he just looks at you, says nothing. “Tobio why do you look so-” You’re asking, but Kageyama’s pressing you by your shoulders down on the fluffy carpet.

He knocks over the lubricant bottle and now even he can count one and one together. “The surprise is, that you want to sleep with me?” He asks almost hoarsely. You feel your cheeks tingling and how you suddenly become so insecure with the piercing look of Kageyama. Shy, you nod your head.

“But I have no idea how this works…” He has to admit, as his gaze lands on the bottle and the condoms for a moment. “Let’s just try it.” He can hardly understand you, your words are so quiet under your shy gaze.

A hoarse “Okay” leaves his lips before leaning forward and kissing you violently. While he’s holding his hand next to your head, his other hand is exploring your warm body. His legs are between yours, and for a moment, a shudder runs down your spine as his leg hairs touch the inside of your thigh.

“Tobio… Take off your clothes.” You whisper, and before you could finish your sentence, Kageyama straightens up and starts taking off his T-shirt, followed by his pants and underpants.

To your astonishment, you realize that his member is already stiff and shows itself in its full glory. Without leaving your astonished eyes, Kageyama gropes next to him for a pack of condoms, which he hastily opens with his mouth.

His fingers are restless when he takes the condom out of the pack and brushes it over his cock. But when he finishes, he just snorts and nods and wants to bend over to you again as your voice interrupts his movement.

“Tobio? Can we please turn off the light? I would feel better…” You say unsure, because suddenly so many thoughts go through your head. What if you are bleeding during sex? Then that would probably be a total mood killer.

“Anything you want Y/n.” He says hastily and looks around to take his textbook in his hand and throw it purposefully on the light switch and extinguish the light with it. “Yes! Did you see that? Even with a book, I can toss so accurately.”

Even when it’s dark, you can hear his proud grin. “Yeah, Tobio, you’re the best setter in the world.” You answer him sarcastically and shake your head. “Okay, okay, I’ll start. Wait, what do I have to do...?” He then adds questioningly.

Giggling, you stroke him over his arm down to his hand and lead it to your most sensitive part of the body. Frightened, he holds his breath as his fingertips touch your soft walls. With your fingers you try to guide him, show him what to do and what you like most.

Kageyama quickly understood what you wanted from him and moved his fingers up and down your walls by himself. Your breath becomes more uneven and you feel your juice slowly enveloping Kageyama’s finger and making his movements smoother.

“Is that good?” he asks uncertainty, while you agree with a moan. “Tobio, I think that’s enough. Give me your dick.” You whisper with a shaky voice and put your hands around his neck.

“Okay, okay.” He answers again hastily. Just a few seconds later, you feel his tip on your damp entrance. Through the already supple condom, his dick slides into you with just a little pressure.

You have no pain, but an incredible feeling that spreads within you. Because every time he thrusts into your tight walls, you feel even closer connected to Kageyama. Your thoughts and bodies are spinning crazy, your desire and your lust are growing with each thrust more and more. “Mmmh!”

“Nggh… Am I doing it right? Am I too fast? Shall I go deeper? Higher? Or am I too low? Should I slow down?” You hear Kageyama’s voice near your ear, asking about your condition.

“Tobio! We’re not playing volleyball, and you’re not tossing me a ball!”, “Oh yeah… right. I’m sorry.” He interrupts you directly, but does not stop his movements. He still enters deep into you, hitting exactly the spot that makes you crazy with lust, while his lips find the way to your chest and suck lovingly at your nipples.

His hair tickles your body, while his other hand wanders back to your walls and tries to stimulate you. “Ah Tobio!” You groan with that overwhelming feeling inside you. “Not good? Shall I stop?” He asks you questionly, but doesn’t let go of your nipple.

“Damn no, that’s so good I’m coming, Tobio!” You groan and press your pelvis further on the soft carpet. You notice how Kageyama’s movements become faster and how he makes some unclear sounds. “Nff…. Nggh…. Nuff….. Cum… I’m coming too…” He stutters before he wraps his hands around your waist and reaches his orgasm with a deep thrust together with you. “Haaah!” You groan as your walls begin to pulsate and his cock feels much thicker in you.

His breath is warm on your chest while his head lies on your shoulder, his hair tickles your neck as his hands still have a firm grip around your waist. For a moment, you both linger, enjoy what just happened before Kageyama straightens up and leaves a void in you.

“So you liked it?” You hear his exhausted voice. “Yes. That was really great Tobio.” You answer him softly and rise up in the darkness to give Tobio a fleeting kiss on the mouth.

“Well… We can learn English vocabulary more often if I get such a great reward.” Mutters Kageyama and lays his arms around your body to pull you towards him.

Your laughing voices resound through his room before he turns on the light again, freshen up in the bathroom and then go back to his bedroom with you. Of course, to learn the other half of the vocabulary.

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Thank you for offering to do a matchup for me! 🥺❤️ I’m so excited! Here’s my info: Attack on Titan • men • definitely not a minor (31) • INFP • Gemini • physical touch & quality time (I also appreciate words of affirmation) • my pfp and the banner in my pinned post are pretty accurate & I’m 5’8” • empathetic, creative, introspective • reading, writing, cooking, hiking, yoga, afternoon naps • someone who’s patient, kind, has a good sense of humor (but knows when to be serious), romantic, thoughtful • coffee & bookstore, dinner & drinks (maybe dancing), picnic, drive-in movie

of course! you've been working hard doing everyone else's so i wanted to give you a little extra to show appreciation 💖 it was tough deciding between 3, but in the end, i decided to match you with...

💕 Compatibility 💕

As an INFP Gemini, it’s very easy for you to get lost in your own world once something grabs your curiosity. An intriguing piece of information, or an evocative lyric from a song, you lean into anything that feeds into understanding yourself or inspires your creativity. This is great because it motivates you to create and feel new experiences, though sometimes you go a little too far down the rabbit hole.

Being an ENTJ Libra, Erwin is attracted to intellectual challenges and finds himself in leadership positions quite frequently. People trust him because he’s very deliberate about making decisions, taking in as much information and perspectives as possible before taking action. It’s natural for him to take control and aim for perfection in all that he does, though he can have demanding expectations of both himself and others.

At first glance, it might seem like the two of you are complete opposites, but you do have one thing very much in common: both of you are voracious readers and have books for every subject and mood you entertain. If you’ve both enjoyed the same reading, you could talk about it together for hours, and that’s how you’d find common ground. Your first meeting probably goes something like this:

“Excuse me, I hope you don’t mind me asking…”

You jump a little, absorbed in the book you were reading. It was your lunch break and you decided to check the local bookstore for any new finds. Your eyes slowly rise from the pages to a striking looking man, a respectable distance away with immaculately kept hair. He looked like he was also just from work, in expensive looking slacks and a tastefully patterned navy tie that only made his blue eyes radiate more as he addressed you.

“…how is that so far? Any good?”

Blinking in minor shock that someone so attractive is suddenly talking to you, it takes you a second before you slowly nod, picking up to a more normal speed as you realize he’s asking about a book by your favorite author.

“The opening chapter drops you right in the middle of everything and I haven’t been able to stop reading. It’s amazing so far!” You blush a little when you realize that you’ve probably been loitering in the store a bit. “Definitely buying it to binge read this weekend.”

A polite smile crosses his lips. “That’s bittersweet to hear. She’s my favorite author, but it seems like that’s the last copy in the store.” He checks his watch. “This is the third bookstore I’ve been to and I haven’t been able to find a single copy.” A small sigh escapes as he turns. “Oh well, I’ll just have to wait until someone restocks. Shame, I was looking forward to it.”

“Wait,” You could barely believe what your brain was making your mouth say. “I’m definitely going to read through all of this soon, and maybe if you want, you can borrow my copy when I’m done?”

His eyebrows raise a little in surprise. “You would do that?” The man’s eyes seem to sparkle as you nod, now a bit sheepish in how bold you were. “Then, would you mind telling me your number…?”

Once you spend more time together, your differences will begin to complement each other. Erwin is prone to losing himself in his work, and appreciates how you help him relax and set aside time for himself. He is a bit of a people-pleaser and takes on too much responsibility, but you always find a way to remind him that he’s more than his job. In return, Erwin is an anchor for when you get overwhelmed by things in your daily life or what’s happening in the world at large. He’s always able to figure out the right thing to do or say whenever you’re having an emotional response, and over time learns your tells for when you need some grounding.

💕 The Relationship 💕

Domestic life between the two of you was a bit of an adjustment, but works surprisingly well. Whenever Erwin is working from home, he’s very absorbed on his laptop and his phone is always demanding his attention. Between emails and meetings, he would drink coffee standing up and attempt organizing the bookshelves burgeoning with both of your collections. At first this was a bit anxiety-inducing for you, but after seeing you do some at-home yoga to center yourself, he would stop what he was doing and join you. If he ever spotted you reading a book he’s read (which, admittedly, you’ve done in his line of sight on purpose), he would peek over your shoulder to see where you were at and ask how you were enjoying it. Erwin also had a habit of dozing on the couch come the afternoon, usually when he decided to read a book on a lunch break. After rescuing the book from his body weight, you were more than happy to join him for a cat nap.

But in return, Erwin would make sure to remind you of plans the two of you have made well in advance so you could get in the right headspace for social activities or errands. There was a tendency for you to get lost in whatever you were doing whenever you go any amount of time undisturbed, and he’d gently ease you back into reality with a kiss on your palm and setting down your favorite tea to eventually join him with. You also have a habit of reading twelve books at once, and he dutifully puts bookmarks in open pages and stores them on a shelf he designated for your current rotation.

Making sure that the two of you set everything aside and had quality one-on-one time with each other is central to your relationship. Erwin’s schedule was always aggressively booked and you needed plenty time and space for your own creative work and self-care. You got used to Erwin scheduling alone time for the two of you, no matter how casual (he would literally write “be lazy and watch tv” on your shared calendar), and after a few frustrating interruptions, he’s learned to put his phone away where he can’t reach it, either in another room in the house or in your bag instead of his pocket. But seeing how important his work is to him, and how time-demanding it is makes you feel special when he makes sure you and only you is who he’s paying attention to when you spend time together. The amount of eye-contact he gives you alone would make you feel like the center of his world.

Erwin really likes taking you out on more traditional dates, but always of the highest quality. He’ll read about a new restaurant with good reviews, and if it’s one of the cuisines you enjoy, books reservations immediately and tells you to keep your calendar clear that day. If the two of you don’t have a lot of social plans, and the weather is nice, you’ll tug him away from the computer to do a picnic at your favorite park. He always acts surprised and thankful when you share the sandwiches you’ve made for the both of you, and cleans out the jam you’ve learned to make with pastry that he picked up on the way to the park.

The both of you also enjoy weekend trips out of the city to be in nature, you would pick the spot and he would plan the details. Sometimes he’d book campsites based off things you casually show him, like if you were currently obsessed with waterfalls or a certain aesthetic, just to surprise you. He would do bird watching and plant identification while you took some time for yourself and did some writing out in nature. Between the two of you, you were the more skilled cook, but he insists on helping with prep work and doing the cleaning. You learned Erwin deeply enjoys eating grilled foods under the stars, he would positively beam at you the entire time. Something about being under the night sky with you, fire crackling and moon shining, brings out the extra romantic in Erwin. He was raised to be respectful to his partners, and tries to be a gentleman at all times. Often you’re the one who has to initiate physical touch, but he would respond as if touching you is always on his mind. Maybe it would go something like this:

“Oh look, we even have fireflies tonight!”

As the light fades from the sky, white lights dot the sky and soft yellow ones float around you among the trees. You hear a satisfied hum from Erwin just behind your shoulder, close enough to be heard over the pops from the campfire.

Looking down, you see that your right hand is close to his on the blanket you’re sharing. Your pinky instinctively reaches out to brush his fingers. His palm immediately moves to cover your hand, fingers lacing in between yours. Your gaze returns to the stars and you lean back a little, pressing lightly against his chest. This prompts Erwin to wrap his free arm around your waist and draw you into his lap, where you can feel his chest rise and the breath from his exhales. You can’t help but let out a satisfied sigh, which encourages him to place a slow and light kiss at the nape of your neck. When you move your neck to expose more skin to him, Erwin wastes no time putting his lips on you, as if he’s been thinking of this moment the entire time.

“You’re so beautiful under the stars.”

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